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melodrangea · 6 months

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halloween never really ends for me so could i request maka, soul, and dtk with a vampire s/o? thank you :>

absolutely my dear, all reign halloween!

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Soul Eater Characters with a Vampire S/O

Soul "Eater" Evans

-would think it's mad cool, only adding to his 'cool persona'

-I mean a cool guy like him should have a cool S/O too

-only thing that would worry him is the whole "drinking blood" thing

-but once you explain that you usually only get blood from vendors (like Sarah in My Babysitter's a Vampire) or from bad people you fight (technically kishin souls still have human blood I think)

-Soul absolutely love your sharper vampire teeth, he has pretty sharp teeth too so he thinks it's fun that you two match

(plus he thinks it's hot to leave bite marks on him and the same for you)

-wouldn't let you drink his blood if you needed too out of fear for his lack blood spreading but he will either find someone else to help you or figure something else out

-do not walk on the ceiling around this man, he will scream and cry

-only thing he isn't a fan of is the whole 'never sleeping' part, like Soul needs sleepy cuddles to function, so you're being dragged whether it's you staring at the ceiling at night or not

-overall 8/10; isn't really bothered but it's not like he absolutely adores for the sake of being a vampire, he just likes you for you

Maka Albarn

-oh ho ho she thinks you're hot

-if you have the stereotypical "vamp goth" fashion style, she will do anything you ever ask of her

-she will be staring at you with red tinted heart glasses

-(and don't even get me started on when you bit her lip with your vamp teeth while making out)

-does find you being a vampire very interesting and will often ask you a lot of questions about what it's like

-it has crossed her mind more than once that you will outlive her by a long while but you always just kiss her until she forgets; deciding to save that issue for a later time

-she doesn't mind a lot of the you being a vampire quirks

-like you'll be climbing the wall and she'll just hand you a duster

"can you get that spot in the corner for me babe?"

-would probably be the only one on the list to let you drink her blood if you needed to

-but would also offer you other options and solutions first(let's be honest she has you on a schedule so you know when you need to feed so situations like that don't happen)

-Maka often stays up fairly late studying so she likes that you don't really sleep so you can keep her company

-overall: 11/10; Maka loves you so much and would do anythgin for you, please just cuddle this poor thing

Death the Kid

-probably the most apprehensive about you being a vampire out of the three

-once you get into a relationship he will actually learn to appreciate it

-I headcannon that as a grim reaper Kid doesn't really sleep much either, maybe a few hours but he doesn't need more than that

-so you both will be able to spend time with each other during the night when most are asleep <3

-will not under any circumstance let you drink his blood, as much as he wants to help you, there is no way to make the bite marks even on both sides of his neck or both wrists etc...

-but he will personally purchase blood from a blood bank or pay someone to regularly donate for you (rich boy privileges)

-another one to have a calendar or schedule to make sure you get the blood you need but will be less obvious about it then Maka though, would probably just make a light handed comment

"it's been a few days do you think you will need blood soon?"

-Kid will also be so happy that you're a vampire for the same reason Maka is worried, you will live a lot longer than a normal human being

-when Kid takes over as Lord death he will be semi immortal so he's so thankful that you will live just about as long as he will

-the rest of you being a vampire...not so much unfortunately

-like you will terrify him to his soul if you walk onn a wall

-and heavens forbid if your fangs aren't symmetrical

-but just love on him until he forgets about whatever he's rambling about and you're fine

-would be another to appreciate goth fashion, he would get you two matching outfits as your styles are similar <3

overall 9/10; I cannot think of a better part for Kid than an immortal being like himself, you guys will get to spend the better part of a thousand years with each other <3

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that's all my loves!

hope you enjoyed anon

-Melodrangea <3

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authorred · 10 months

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Miguel O’Hara bondage headcanons because I’m a degenerate | Miguel O’Hara x GN!Reader

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Preface: Trying to get Miguel to relax and allow someone else to take control of the reigns is no easy feat. What happens when he finally does after a while of suspicion and hesitation?

I’ve never watched Across the Spiderverse :)

This will definitely be NSFW (18+) so minors DNI (do not interact). Unless you do, which in that case I refuse to be held responsible for the content you consume.

Warning(s): NSFW

Bondage with Miguel being the rigger is one thing, but bondage with Miguel being the rope bunny is an entirely different experience

It takes a long time to get Miguel to even think about it

It’s not so much a kink/fetish thing as it is a trust thing

Being tied up/restrained is not an easy thing to let someone do to you

Miguel is so used to being in control of quite literally everything that the thought of someone else trying to take over makes him extremely uncomfortable and uneasy

No one will do it better than him and/or do it correctly like he would

Miguel has no issue being the rigger because he knows what to do and he’s used to being the one in control

You need to start slow. That is imperative

Handcuffs might not work because he could just snap them

Silk rope. And lots of it.

If you’re going to bind him, you have to bind all of him

Just doing his arms will make him feel uneasy and unsecure

Tell him exactly what you’re doing when you’re doing it and before you do it

If you’re going to wrap the rope around his shoulders, tell him

If you’re going to wrap it around his torso or his wrists, tell him

Never stop communicating

Assure him constantly

I don’t mean baby talk or praises

Tell him he’s safe

Tell him it’s okay to be and feel vulnerable, and that it’s okay to let someone else take control temporarily

You need to know what you’re doing

If you’re a baby rigger who’s never tied a knot before or are looking at google instructions whilst doing it, forget it

He needs to know you’re competent. He needs that assurance

When you’re done with the binds, just sit there with him. Show him nothing bad will happen if he relaxes for a little

He’ll pull at the binds and start getting frustrated at the lack of movement

Gently touch him or talk to him to get him distracted

He’ll be tense and semi-stressed

Gently run your hands over the parts of him he likes best

Get him to stare into your eyes

He will be vulnerable and he knows it--show him you are a safespace

Eventually when he does relax and calm down, untie him

Tell him it was a good first session

When he inevitably goes, ‘. . . first session?’ say it’d be overwhelming to do anything on his first try

He might still be hesitant, but considerably less than before

The second session he’d be a bit more relaxed and you won’t have to assure him as much. He might even smile

Repeat what you did the first time: Just sit there and be his safespace

Eventually his body will slack against the ropes, and that’s when you can slowly transition to sexual activities

When you tell him you want to try ‘x’ with him whilst he’s tied up, he won’t outright shirk away, but he won’t be over the moon either

Start slow, again

Touch him gently and softly--always let him know where it is you’re going to touch, either verbally or by obvious gestures

He won’t make much noise at first

His muscles will pull and tense at the binds, but he won’t protest the sting and constriction

In a way, the binds force him to relax

When you reach a point where you both can comfortably engage in sexual acts when he’s bound, it’s like a religious experience (the good kind)

Always warm him up with either head or a handjob. Don’t make him cum though

Get him to a point of desperation and need--be gentle about it though

Always assume being gentle unless he specifies otherwise

He might accidentally snap a rope or two

It’s fine he’ll pay for more

You might have to get tied up and fucked in return tbh, depends on your dynamic

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niragisqueenofhearts · 11 months

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men i could fix ch.3

DO GANGJAE

God, this man is so fine.

So, Mr. Do Gangjae, where do I start with him?

[Minor spoilers ahead]

So, this mf lost a fight against Jiwoo and was so pissed that he lost, that he drugged her, tried to get his friend to assault her then nearly killed her. Then when he got caught, he was punished (slashed across the face, we know this.) and removed from the organization, started selling drugs, created his own gang, then started to hunt Jiwoo down then tried to kill her again! Then of course let's not forget his vendetta against Dongcheon. After he was caught trying to kill Jiwoo, Mujin slashed him and kicked him out of Dongcheon. Then, with his newly created gang, he also begun sought out revenge against Dongcheon... It's a lot, I know. Let's talk about it.

Man was a literal psychopath; I'm not going to deny it.

How you gonna get so butthurt at the fact a woman beat your ass at a competition that you wanted to kill her...Talk about fragile ego. I just know that when him and Jiwoo were in the last round of the fight competition, he was definitely trying to kill her. I don't know how long Gangjae had been in Dongcheon but I'm gonna guess it was a long ass time. So that means there were a lot of competitions taken place and a lot of chances that he'd win or lose. So, if a man beat him near to death to win, it was okay, but a woman winning was punishable by death?... Can you say ✨Toxic Masculinity✨ Like?! Gangjae, babe, it ain't that deep. I also found it so funny how it was his own fault he got kicked out of Dongcheon but he continued to blame Jiwoo, like bro take some accountability please.

Then let's talk about the Gangjae creating his own gang and trying his hardest to get his petty ass "revenge"

While Gangjae's reign of terror definitely showed his deeper descent into darkness, it was also him trying to prove himself to everyone. (Major daddy issue's) He had already been humiliated in front of his brothers of Dongcheon when Jiwoo rocked his shit, and it just went downhill when Mujin sliced and diced him before he kicked him out of Dongcheon. Think of it as a "Anything you can do; I could do better." trope. Except he really didn't need to do all that but of course we all know how that story ended...but we don't talk about that.

There really wasn't anything redeemable about Gangjae. Even on a personal level, they didn't give us a single crumb of who Gangjae was as a character before he joined Dongcheon. We don't know how Gangjae ended up the way he was. We don't know if he was made like that or born like that. Was he a sad lil loser looking at a chance for a "better" life or was he always the psychotic hottie we know, and love and Mujin just saw him as a good asset to Dongcheon?

That's for our delusions to decide.

Do Gangjae, a small asset to Dongcheon but a big asshole in life. I christen thee, unfixable.

(But I still could definitely fix him.)

#my name #kdrama #netflix kdrama #kdrama x reader #do gangjae #my name netflix #my name kdrama #do gangjae my name #chang ryul #i can fix him

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poopyballz28 · 1 year

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Collection of poopyballz28 baki idea's and thoughts

While I get back into writing, I thought I'd compile a bunch of stupid thoughts that aren't worth having their own post. This is a pretty long one so please laugh. Also ignore that Kiyosumi rant I don't know what got into me guys i swear

-poopyballz28

remembering, like, a year and a half ago when I described Kaoru as being built like a garage door. Never forget. I even liked him back then, I DONT EVEN LIKE HIM NO MORE! He's a meanie fo feenie i dunno, the karate boys are better.

me (number one kiyosumi katou fanboy and knower) watching other writers write kiyosumi falling in love with a woman and being super sexually dominate and it freaking me out because I have been blowing his back out in my brain for like 2 years:

I feel like I don't stress enough how genuinely submissive Kiyosumi is. I don't really write a whole lot of nsfw generally but JESUS CHRIST GUYS LOOK AT HIM. His build is insane where are you guys missing this. Women don't see the visions like I do. They just...cant see it. Perhaps I am too bara obsessed but no...I know the truth about his character...I would know...I'm the number one Kiyosumi Katou fan.....I know....

It's not even JUST his body, ITS HIS WHOLE CHARACTER. uptight, spunky, ego maniacal karate fighter that's super fucked up in the head who puts on this tough, intimidating act but behind closed doors he's a timid, embarrassed, submissive little dick taking asshole with issues that have gone unchecked FOR OH SO LONG. GRAAAHHH nobody sees him as i do ohhhh the LONELINESS how it pains me

yeah sorry guys for...all of that. lets move on to actually funny interesting stuff I thought of.

I was never much of a sporty, working out type of guy so I guess I wouldn't really understand, but whats up with all gym bro Baki fans being obsessed with and idolizing Yujiro and Jack. I just, don't see the appeal. One is a serial rapist and murderer AS WELL as a dead beat father and the other is just a drug abuser. How is that motivating to you people. Why obsess over the virgin Hanma's when you can obsess over the chad karate boys?! But its okay, because I KNOW these people are probably mentally ill, so that's why one day I'm going to open up a HOSPITAL. And a REHABILITATION CENTER for all deranged gym bro Baki fans. Please send funds via my cashapp, $kiyosumiballsucker3000. (thats not a real cashapp guys im trying to be funny)

I'm into REAL characters, that are actually interesting and cool, such as, 56 year old karate veteran and his three autistic and/or mentally ill sons, british, silly highschool girl who causes problems for no one, and not to forget, incredibly (and probably accidentally) gay coded kukendo man who apparently nobody cares about but me. That's right, I'm a REAL Baki fan.

Wondering when I'll expand on that Kureha and Kosho visual-kei band idea. Just THINK ABOUT IT. Kureha on vocals (and perhaps guitar) and Kosho on bass and bg vocals. IMAGINE. Kosho wears beautiful goth makeup and is rocking that deep shade of purple lipstick, AS THINGS SHOULD BE. I will never forgive Itagaki and the anime for removing it. It's just, never gonna happen. The two are in these, fucking, elaborate and gorgeously made outfits christ I'm a fucking genius. Kosho would 1000% wear an elegant (but still incredibly badass) lacy, vkei dress, looking like that fucking mana-sama guy (ourple edition) Ohhhh dude. I need to write some more for this idea.

To all my hardcore artist followers, if y'all want to draw v-kei Kosho and Kureha, I give you free reign over the idea, do your magic.

Wouldn't it be fucking hilarious if Yujiro died from like, the most random, insignificant thing in the world.

He's the strongest man- no, creature, in this world. He can brutally defeat animals larger than half his size with his bare hands. He can stop (and probably start) earthquakes at will. He died of a urinary track infection at 37.

Talking specifically about the english speaking fandom here, why do you think Katsumi is so overlooked and underrated. LOOK AT HIM. He is genuinely (I'm serious here) one of the most attractive manga characters I have ever seen in my life. Not only that but he's been through several arcs and has been included in a large amount of fights, HE'S PRETTY MUCH A MAIN CHARACTER YET NOBODY REALLY CARES ABOUT HIM!?! HOW!? On both sides of the fandom, Wattpad girls barely write fanfiction with him involved (thank god actually) and the gym bro's barely make their shitty edits of him (DOUBLE thank god) It's just so confusing to me. He's everything I've ever wanted in a character. Ever-growing strength and morals, an adorable and lovable face, a kind but fierce personality, and not to mention that sweet, sweet rack. Gorgeous pair of tits. Absolutely stunning. need to bend him over.

You ever just be reading a Y/N x Baki nsfw fanfiction and they mischaracterize Baki...in like every conceivable way. This guy DOESN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT SEX IS. BARELY. How are you people so clouded by horniness you completely forget his character. He's an awkward little boy, why are they writing him like a flirtatious sex god?! Baki doesn't know what fucking "flirting" is, he's an idiot. He wouldn't freaking "punish" you in the bedroom guys, if he did he'd be so awkward and stumbling over every other word. AND STOP MAKING HIM SAY SUCH VULGAR THINGS YOU FUCKING FREAKS. Baki doesn't know what "eating out" means, he doesn't say curse words often and most of all, he doesn't. understand. sex. He's had sex ONCE with his wonderful girlfriend and they both barely understood what the fuck they were doing ☠️

How about you guys write him like how he actually is. Wouldn't it be adorable if there was an x reader with Baki where you two have like, loving but awkward sex for the first time and you try to guide him and help him understand in a wholesome way!? Wouldn't that be so much more true to character AND unique?? God, I have to do everything around here. Fuck.

Katsumi playing basketball and pointing at you and going "This ones for you, babe." then completely missing the shot.

Have I ever brought up that Kureha childhood headcanon where I think Kureha would find (or even kill) small creatures just to do little experiments on them and dig in their guts. Kosho walks in like "Nii-chan 🙁 what are you doing..."

Another Shinogi brother hc, I think it'd be hilarious if that blackish-brownish color of Kosho's hair isn't actually his natural hair color, and his real hair color is the same as Kureha's. THINK ABOUT IT THOUGH. He want's to be different from Kureha so he dyes it every now and then to differentiate himself. Plus he thinks it looks totally cool. Sometimes you can see his blonde/orange roots when his hair grows out. And yes, Kureha does tease him about this sometimes. Kosho fucking hates it.

Now that I'm thinking about it, Kureha teases Kosho about, like, everything. His v-kei obsession, his dyed hair, his fighting, everything. Not really a cute or funny headcanon either ☠️ Kureha is literally just a manipulative and judgemental asshole. I whole-heartedly believe that to be true. And in a way it is, I mean he is pretty much canonically like that. Kosho doesn't deserve this. Love that little goth guy, he deserves more.

Thanks for reading all this goofy goober shit all the way through. I'll probably be working on something else by the time you're reading this, so be prepared for content. Love you guys 👍

#why did i sign my own post #i need to KILL MYSELF #sorry guys #kiyosumi katou #katou kiyosumi #baki the grappler #baki dou #grappler baki #baki hanma #baki son of ogre #baki headcanons #baki x reader #orochi katsumi #katsumi orochi #kureha shinogi #kosho shinogi

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fauslayer · 1 year

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␛ † ✚ for whomever you'd like!

(someone is going to be using relatively proper punctuation for this. because it makes long paragraphs easier to read.)

I want to make up for talking about Faust so much by. Talking about him a lot. Hm. Ah. Well.

So much text under the cut. So, so much text under the cut. I hope it’s alright.

ANGER:

JIANNERS:

I think Jian’s got a pretty average temperament, honestly. He’s definitely more composed around kids or in a traditional medical setting, and adding onto that because he’s a pediatrics guy he kind of has to be good with agitation because kids are a little silly (this is awesome, they should be). But I think if he gets like. Mad? I think he shouts, loses his words often, and is more than a little gesticulative (a lot of it is just to get the anger energy out, but you can’t tell me that half of the conversation telling him he couldn’t go forward with the procedure wasn’t him shouting devastated half-sentences and making wide, sweeping hand movements). I think he’s usually more frustrated than angry, though. Real nose-bridge pincher, real air-swatter, this guy.

MR. BALD:

Etc., Etc., “My feelings on Baldhead and (x) are complex” should be my catchphrase at this point. There are a lot of routes to go on this. I don’t think Baldhead gets angry at people, necessarily, mostly concepts (he can’t really get mad at people with how little he’s around them, but also he uses a neutral, if not aloof-informal tone with his presumed jailor, so even then he’s just kind of a guy). Much like Jian, he moreso gets frustrated than anything else. He’s twice as fidgety because he’s bad at “reigning himself in”, and has definitely hurt himself a little with that (probably the worst in Le Cube, since it would be hard to tell where was and wasn’t wall until you started hitting it). If he’s not miserable-angry, he’s probably trying to get the anger out of his system by throwing himself headfirst into his work! Which feeds directly back into frustration, half the time (“Why won’t you just get back up?”), until he most likely just goes to sleep (passes out, tomato tomあto) and forgets it in the morning.

X-XX:

Babygirl you have some deep seated issues within you. But really, I don’t think anger is his worst one at the moment. Though notably, he’s a lot more physical than Faust really gets at any other point in how he reacts to others chiding him. Probably the shortest-tempered “era” in actually showing his anger, but you can’t really blame him he’s got like. Chemicals to deal with (and dealing with chemicals fucking sucks). That, and I think he deserves to fuss and whine and bit at all the stuff he fusses and whines about, really!

I have a bit of a scene in my head when I think of him getting upset; of him like, throwing something at the wall and just watching it slide or clatter and having to go like “Oh. That’s me, isn’t it.” and not exactly knowing how to feel about it, just very silently cleaning up. Uncontrolled in the moment, but something that unfortunately keeps him preoccupied at night.

XRD:

What I would probably end up typing here is just a recount of his scenes with Zato and Chronus, and I don’t want to get too crazy off-track.

STRIVE:

I think as of Strive, Faust is sort of trying to let himself feel more emotions without hamming, but I also don’t think he’s the kind of guy that gets as angry as he used to in general. There’s definitely still going to be some things that cross his threshold, but letting himself just exist and in general pushing down less hard on his emotions ended up making him a lot less angry in his day to day life! Wow! It’s almost as if allowing yourself to feel and process your emotions in a healthy manner leads to a more regulated lifestyle!

That being said I do think his anger is very...firm? like the way he'll occasionally snip out "not nice!" when he's being hit. He likes to talk out things that make him upset with Chronus, as well, since Chronus is one of the most normal weirdguys alive, and they can kinda mesh in that sense.

HEALTH:

JIANNERS:

Getting this one out of the way: once someone in my inbox diagnosed him with hypotrichosis and I think they’re right. Also I think he got sick maybe once or twice a year growing up (the normal amount) and used every single minor cold or stomach bug as an opportunity to learn a little more about stuff. Very important little bits for me.

His height and build definitely did have an impact on his health growing up; he heard about it at every checkup and made it a point to try and keep himself relatively flexible his whole life, lest his bones collapse or whatever. I think his stretchy-doctor-training acted a little bit like physical therapy for him in that regard as well, though obviously as he continued to hunch in his day to day life his back is still going to give him problems.

I’ve got a little tapestry in my head where he got sick a few times while working as a field medic, insisted on pushing through it and probably passed out, though not before at least ensuring others could take care of the patients he didn’t get to. He woke up and everyone was fine, where without him they would’ve likely been mostly dead, so he just sort of kept his own health as an afterthought for the rest of his career.

If he gets a cold he’s very vocal about how he’s doing just fine, but you can always tell because he’s double-masking and shaky down to the bone. Poor sillyman.

MR. BALD:

Has definitely worked himself into a fever, stomach bug, or similar sickness before. Not even bringing into account the starving, Baldhead’s health is fucked up enough. Constantly running himself to exhaustion and sleeping outside in either the heat or the cold, always under sensory overload because the second that he stops being in it pain starts happening, and no doubt someone has tried at least decently well enough to defend themselves from him that he’s gotten knocked around a bit; maybe shot at, burnt, et cetera. I think most of the injuries that would negatively affect his health probably don’t come from an outside source, really.

I’m not gonna talk about how I think he got the piss kicked out of him at the tournament. I think you already know |”^ |...

X-XX:

He’s certainly got a lot of tournament piss-kicking injuries to recover from! I think he mostly only feels under the weather about it when he’s fatigued, though (which happens more than he’d like to admit). He also carries the Dearest Doctor Tradition of trying to work through being sick, though combined with some other factors he tends to not actually be able to do much. When he gets sick, he gets sick sick. Negative status effects stack in real life <3

XRD:

I think anytime he gets sick in the Xrd timeframe he just sounds like shit the whole day but otherwise acts the exact same, until he goes back to wherever he woke up that morning and falls down face-first back to sleep. Barely ever gets sick somehow, though, because he’s a bit of a clean freak (especially in how he presents himself to others).

Special little area for my Fauslayer thoughts. I think Slayer has taken care of him very tenderly while Faust was sick before, but one of the first instances was more X2-ish in timeframe when he was too sick to move. Since he’s barely ever too sick to move he usually doesn’t want much help from Slayer, but will begrudgingly accept a stay in a very warm house with some soup. But here’s the trick, right. Slayer learned that if he cooked the soup the second he learned Faust was ill, he could just tell him about it afterward. And, well. You can’t waste food, doctor. That would be heartless. Cruel, even. Looks like you’ll just have to get nursed back to health. Looks like you’ll just have to actually feel better in the morning in both mind and body instead of gulping antibiotics but still feeling crummy the next day.

STRIVE:

This guy takes vitamins and supplements. Still quietly gets disappointed in himself for getting sick, but will still resign to resting for the day, or at least taking his duties a little easier. Gets sick your normal, average amount, but gets those sorta fatigue spells from X-XX back. Really normal guy, all around, though.

RELIGION:

JIANNERS:

Culturally a bit of a Buddhist, but not to any committed degree. Then the Crusades hit, and everything just kinda went melting pot.

I think he has positive feelings on religion overall (it’s nice when people get together, and all the different ways that religion, healing, and love intersect are very interesting to him), but I don’t think he necessarily subscribes to any one himself. For that reason, being hailed as a Messiah figure is a bit less uncomfortable (especially after his field medic “gig”. The Holy Order is kind of Christian). He’s a melting-pot man! To some degree, at least.

MR. BALD:

This is one of those questions that gets a “WHAT?” out of him. Like when him and Testament are talking. He just doesn’t really think about that kinda stuff. I think he prays out of instinct, maybe (something he probably picked up from the Order) but the most he talks to any higher power is when begging for the pain to stop .| Talking about Baldhead is kind of unilaterally depressing sorry about that.

X-XX, XRD, and STRIVE are kind of condensable here, actually:

He’s even more of a melting-pot man. Lots of traveling, lots of self-searching, lots of culprit-searching. I think, in general, Faust is probably fond of most places of worship. Being a habitual forgiveness-seeker kind of messes with his ability to really hang with a particular religion (that and I feel he sort of falls under the atheist doctor/scientist stereotype, though not in a cruel or hateful way), but if he’s invited somewhere, by a patient or something, he’ll do his best to not be stressed out about it. Always respectful.

Notably, he’s a bit less likely to attend gatherings after Strive to me. He’s not dismissing anything, just that large crowds have always made him a bit anxious. If it’s important to a friend or a patient, he’ll tag along.

|^ | Thank you for your awesome swag question! i might also do a second run through of these prompts with a cringe guy ive been thinking about <3

#asks #guilty gear #faust #dr. baldhead #i will put it in the tag bc i wrote a lot

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attibar · 2 years

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The strength and weakness of former Toppat chiefs aka moar headcanons

That last drawing I did of Jaques got me thinking more of the strengths that got each leader into their position, and the weakness that led to their respective ends. This is all just headcanon stuff on my end. Be warned some of this gets a bit dark.

Dusty and Cloudface: I tend to put these two together a lot because I see them as joint chiefs rather than one leading after the other.

Strengths: Loyalty and trust.

They’re the founders of the Toppat clan. Initially part of a larger group of thieves, they left off on their own due to the constant backstabbing and distrust. They believed that just because they were criminals doesn’t mean that they had to be monsters to each other. Over the years they collected a ragtag group of similar minded criminals which would start the Toppat clan; a criminal syndicate that could survive, thrive, and be able to trust itself.

Weakness: Age and unable to let go

Eventually age caught up with them, as it does. Dusty was still leading at a point in his life where he should’ve been enjoying his sunset years, same with Cloudface. They both loved the clan as if it were their child and didn’t want to let go. When Dusty did finally pass Cloudface continued for a short time until the clan made him step down, due to age and communication issues. All in all, not a bad end.

Jaques Kensington: Took over after Cloudface stepped down

I’ve already gone into Kensington here

Randy Radman: Became chief when Jaques vanished

Strengths: High morale and energy

The life of the party. In the wake of Jaques’ disappearance Randy helped the clan keep a positive outlook and the strength to push forward. Even during the end years of his reign the clan kept in high spirits because of him and it showed in their heists.

Weakness: Athazagoraphobia, fear of being forgotten

It’s not that Randy sucks with calculating finances, no matter what Toppat tells you otherwise. Being criminals typically means a lower lifespan, where death can happen at any time on the job. When a Toppat dies, it’s not unusual and people move on, people forget. Just like how they “forgot” Jaques and moved on. Throwing parties was Randy’s way of making sure Toppats would be remembered if they died. A way to show and shine before one day fizzling out. To Randy, that was more valuable than any amount of money. Unfortunately at this time the world was also going through strife, making it harder to find valuables and stay afloat. Inevitably the clan hit bankruptcy and Randy with several elites went for one last heist to fix this. He didn’t make it back, but elite Reynaldo the Brute did...and only him.

Reynaldo the Brute: Knocked off Randy for bankrupting the clan. He gives no second chances.

Strengths: Intimidation and brute force

With the clan being in the red and the world itself was in poor straights at the time, the clan needed a leader that would do what needed to be done. One that stopped the pleasantries and show the criminal world exactly who was on top. Reynaldo was a fierce fighter and strategist. His temper was a raging inferno that dared anyone to question the might of the clan and him. Even his own clan feared him as much as they respected him.

Weakness: Anger and lust for violence

It’s no secret that Rey loved fighting. He loved it when someone gave him a good reason to give out a beating. He had been leader for quite a while, he had gotten slower due to age, but his short temper and warrior’s spirit hadn’t dullened. That’s what made it all too easy to lure him into a fight he couldn’t win.

T.R.N.K: Originally an older Toppat leader before dying, he was brought back. I’mma be real with you I have no idea who he could’ve been before.

Strengths: Prior leadership skills

Being a former leader TRNK comes with experience running the clan right out of the box. Despite his looks he’s perfectly sane and pretty intelligent.

Weakness: Came back wrong

Whoever brought him back to life needs to be fired. TRNK did not want to come back to life, much less as an abomination in constant pain. Being referred to as TRNK rather his real name poured salt on the wound. It was no surprise that he would snap one day. He was put to rest one final time by Billy G.

Billy G: Took up leadership due to the Toppat clan having no leader after TRNK.

Strengths: Pseudo pacifism

One would think that having a peaceful and pacifist-like leader would work against the Toppats. One would be wrong. Billy’s kill them with kindness attitude helped improve the clan’s reputation and moral standing in the criminal underworld. Where Reynaldo used intimidation to strike deals with other groups, Billy had groups feeling safe with the clan and seeking out alliances with them. The amount of criminals seeking to join its ranks was at its highest. This reputation also extended to law enforcement, Toppats would be treated lighter due to being seen as “not as bad as those other guys”. Of course Billy could cut a bitch if need be for survival.

Weakness: Doormat

Unfortunately there were many criminal gangs that would take advantage of Billy’s generosity. Billy G detests fighting and would hold back until the very end. This led many questioning if he cared more about keeping peace over the clan’s own happiness and success. Eventually things came to a head and he was dethroned by Sir Wilford IV.

Sir Wilford IV: Took leadership after yeeting Billy G.

Strengths: Optimization and efficiency

Sir Wilford IV is a perfectionist. Give him something and he’ll find a way to improve it three fold. If he found himself lacking in some skill or field than he’d prefer, you can bet he would fix that shit as soon as possible. This goes for Toppats under him that are struggling. This earned him a reputation as someone you could heavily rely on and come talk to (despite his imposing demeanor). He did not take preventable incompetency lightly. All in all, this brought the clan into a golden age and him into legendary status. He even went so far as to make sure the clan could still run without him or elites if something were to happen.

Weakness: He even went so far as to make sure the clan could still run without him or elites if something were to happen.

Wilford was loved by the clan. Even so, it’s a criminal syndicate with a large population of diverse backgrounds and characters. In his desire for the clan’s safety, he unknowingly paved the way for any low life in the clan to take him and the next-in-lines down, while using his own protocols and plans to stay in power and look good doing it. Provided they didn’t get caught of course. However they did get caught after committing the deed. This led to the clan having no leader or any suitable replacements high up in command.

Whether Wilford died or just presumed dead depends on the AU.

Terrence Suave: Due to the power void mentioned above, went from a semi high ranked Toppat to straight up leader.

Strengths: Improvising and “refusal to just die” (if you ask Reginald)

Terrence has an almost inhuman ability to think on his feet and escape situations that quite frankly he shouldn’t of. Some had referred to him as a cockroach with how often he lived despite the odds. Others have called it “straight up bullshit”. This led to him pulling off several high risk heists and helping other Toppats out of bad situations when things went wrong.

Weakness: No leadership skills, emotional problems

Terrence wasn’t meant to lead. For one he was a doer, not a thinker. While he could handle on the fly heists unscathed, other Toppats can’t. He couldn’t communicate well or plan out heists. Secondly, he couldn’t handle the immense stress and responsibility that leadership brings. Over time his mental health decreased until it hit a breaking point. He couldn’t find the strength to try anymore. What was the point? Everyone hated him, he was a failure in everything he did, he didn’t earn leadership, and talking about it would just cement it. This self-hatred warped into hatred and apathy to the clan. Eventually he was dethroned by Reginald Copperbottom.

He would survive this and live in hiding, changing his last name to Stickmin to avoid the clan and authorities. Over time his mental health improved somewhat, but the scars still remained. Terrence ended up adopting a young Henry off the streets and tried raising him the best he could. That and teaching Henry how to be an improvising little shit.

#the henry stickmin collection #Henry Stickmin #dusty #cloudface #jaques kensington #randy radman #reynaldo the brute #TRNK #billy g #sir wilford iv #terrence suave #reginald copperbottom #headcanon #tldr

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and ye shall receive my friend! for the book recs

1, 10, 14, 16, 18, 20, 44, and 62

a book that is close to your heart: Speak, by Laurie Halse Anderson. I watched the movie first, A LOT, as a pre-teen and teen, and then found out the book was about three times as good--no offense to Kristen Stewart, my first queer crush and still reigning champion of Queer Icons. The writing is so very good to form the pictures in your head, and you can actually feel the girl breathe in those first chapters. a book that got you through something: The Hours, by Michael Cunningham. After my mother died, I fell back on watching the movie repeatedly, until I found the book and started reading that--and then I started writing 'Twinning' for the Batman Beyond fandom~ a book that made you trip on literary acid: In This Light, by Melanie Rae Thon. I knew of stream of consciousness in writing since being introduced to Virginia Woolf after high school, but this is a WHOLE other level. Especially when you consider some of the characters being a war veteran that took pity on an overweight corpse in a morgue and broke his legs as a result; a young southern girl who almost died after leaving an abortion clinic too soon after her appointment and crawling into an open refrigerator in left in a field at the height of summer; an underage sex worker following in the steps of the ghost of her sister and experiencing both tragedy and transcendence; the daughter of a Holocaust survivor who tried and failed to save a girl who simply died swimming in an city pool. a book you’d recommend to your younger self: The Shining, by Stephen King. The movie never scared me, it just made me anxious for Wendy and Danny and PISSED when Halloran was killed. The book was much more eerie, and morally grey, and I fully agree with Mr. King about how the movie is more of a mirror universe to the one he created in print. your least favorite book ever: I have a collective that I've read once and never again. The first three in Tucker Max's self-important party boy memoirs that each had one--count them--precious gem of wisdom in each, usually about the freedom of speech and hypocrisy of Conservative Republicans. His writing is provocative, but his homophobic, borderline-sociopathy makes me want to slam his head in a car door. Especially when you get to him reviewing all the sexual partners he's had and realized he's slept with trans-girls (asshole). a book that got you out of a reading slump: ....I don't technically HAVE reading slumps. I have writing slumps, but not reading. I'm pretty sure the only days I don't read are when I'm too sick to stay awake for more than five hours. But, for the sake of answering the question, let's go with Go Go Power Rangers, the first in the Boom! Buffy comics, anything written by Emma Donoghue, The Novel Cure, 500 Books for Teens, and Film-ol-ogy. your favourite fantasy novel: I...can't...choose. There is a tie between Watership Down, by Richard Adams and The Last Unicorn, by Peter S. Beagle. One is the epic journey of rabbits into their new home, being brutalized and prone to getting side-tracked the entire way; and everyone knows what the other is about. a book with a forgettable plot but amazing characters: Laura Dean Keeps Breaking Up with Me, by Tamaki and Valero-O'Connell. The entire time throughout this gorgeous graphic novel, I wanted to shake Freddy for letting Laura Dean back in and forgetting about her best friends that are always there for her, but have their own issues constantly going on in the background. Thankfully, we have Vi cheering her on again and again--even after Freddy introduced herself by puking on Vi's work counter.

#so many books to choose from #but I hope this was useful anyway #ask fill

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1158.

What store did you last buy clothes from? >> Rustic Market, I think

Which parent are you more similar to? .

Do you have a lot of self-discipline? >> I'm not really interested in self-discipline. I have a lot of trust in myself and tend to just let myself have free reign without being an annoying taskmaster about things. frankly, it works

Have you ever been to another country’s capital city? >> haven't

What are some of your favorite qualities for another person to have? .

What smell reminds you of your childhood? .

Are you happy with who you are? >> sure

Do you ever sleep with your bedroom windows open? >> I do in summer, but I have to close it when it starts getting chilly because we can't afford to properly heat this house so the less cold air we let in, the better.

Have you ever had a job where you didn’t fit in with your coworkers? .

What was the last word document you typed? >> I don't use a word processor at all

What’s something that has upset you lately? >> feeling like I am devoid of passion and creativity.

What’s something you don’t think people take seriously enough? .

Have you ever gotten sick from someone else’s cooking? >> once a boyfriend made a pork dish and we both got sick from it. I think the pork was off, so it was less his cooking per se and more his... lack of awareness?

Do you crave approval and attention from others? >> I do crave attention and I wouldn't say that I crave approval but at the same time it's not like I want negative attention, so. well, I think "approval" has a slightly different connotation from just general positive attention... I couldn't possibly explain the difference, though.

What was the last kind of cheese you ate? >> swiss, I think

Do you have any crazy neighbors? >> I don't know anything about the dispositions of my neighbours

Have you ever abused any substance? >> I don't consider any of my use to be abuse

How young is too young to be sexually active? .

Would you ever dye your hair silver? >> I wouldn't simply because putting my hair through that level of processing isn't appealing to me. but Mother Nature does need to hurry up and give me more greys...

What was the last fun thing you did? >> played some ESO

Have you ever dated someone who had a child from a previous relationship? >> once

Is there any drama currently going on with your family? .

What’s your favorite kind of soup? >> hmm... not sure

When was the last time you were on a university campus? .

Do you know anyone who practices Hinduism? >> I don't

Where’s your favorite place you’ve ever lived? >> NYC, by default, I guess (it's the only place I've lived that I've ever had actual feelings about at all)

When was the last time you spoke to the first person you ever kissed? .

How many texts have you sent today? >> [animal crossing voice] zedo

What’s a political issue you have a strong opinion on? >> the whole "housing and food should be a human right" thing

What snacks do you like to get at the movie theater? >> I rarely buy food in the theater because it's so expensive, but when I do buy food at the AMC I usually go for the pizza or the pretzel bites

Have you ever stayed in a hotel in the center of a big city? >> Sparrow and I did once on a trip to Chicago and that was A Mistake, but we didn't have to pay for it so

Are your fingernails painted? >> they aren't. I constantly forget nail polish even exists

What was the last fruit or vegetable you chopped/sliced up? .

When you take a nap, do you nap in bed or on the couch? >> in bed. it's impossible to nap on the couch, there's always a bunch of stuff on it (and a bunch of stuff all over the living room in general, which is not conducive to restfulness for me)

Do you have any plans for tomorrow? >> I don't, aside from my general routines

#surveys #survey #random survey

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King’s Quest IV: The Perils of Rosella | Part 4

The Adventurer’s Log

King’s Quest IV: The Perils of Rosella Part 4

Rosella falls. A lot. But victory is had in the end because it is indeed finale time!

I thought I had the stairs up to the pipe organ in the manor well in hand. Apparently not because I still managed some falls. The way it spirals is confusing for the controls and there's another spot later that has the same issues. Regardless I got up there in the end and used the new sheet music to play a new song, which opened a little drawer in the pipe organ revealing a skeleton key.

Nothing like a skeleton key for a crypt, eh?

The crypt is just one room with a sarcophagus and Pandora's Box just sitting there on the floor. Naturally a sarcophagus means a mummy coming out of it, but the scarab wards it off just like the zombies and it goes back to the sarcophagus. If you try to look at mummy the game tries to pull a jedi mind trick and says "There is no mummy here." Hmph.

With the box in hand it's time to go back to Lolotte. After falling a couple more times because I don't learn and kept creeping up the path instead of just waiting to be grabbed as if that went oh so well last time.

It's a nice view at night though.

Lolotte is pleased with our efforts and for our reward... Well, Edgar has fallen for Rosella, so...

All of our precious inventory is taken! And Rosella is escorted to Edgar's room for the night; too bad for him, but he can just sleep elsewhere.

The door is locked. There's no getting out the windows. All seems lost until Edgar comes!

Edgar slips the rose under the door and then leaves. The rose has a golden key attached that unlocks the door. Edgar is sweet.

Sadly his efforts were wasted multiple times.

More blasted super-easy-to-fall off stairs and not even the only set in here! And then once you do get down you have to evade Lolotte's goons which for the most part is easy. They're all asleep, so as long as you don't get too close you're good to go.

I, of course, still did it once deliberately and then did it several more times because there was one spot that was tricky to get by.

Ring the evil wedding bells! They are pronounced man and wife! Edgar may kiss the bride! And does so and Rosella faints.

And so another game over. And then another 6 that happened accidentally. That's a lot of marriages.

I eventually got through and made it up to Lolotte's room including up another annoying staircase with more falls. The perspective on these stairs is just confusing.

It was time to finish this! ...except I forgot to find my stuff, so there was nothing I could to do except go back down for the search or let her roast me by talking to her or trying to grab the talisman. I reloaded an earlier save to avoid the staircase and went back to the search and that's actually when a lot of those marriages happened.

Once I got back my stuff back it was time to face Lolotte for real! Armed and dangerous with Cupid's Bow, I shot her.

The power of love and revenge saves the day!

Edgar shows up and acknowledges her death. He says we can freely walk around the castle and starts to say something else before breaking off with a blush and leaving. Now, the way this session had been going I wouldn't have been surprised if I'd just walked out forgetting to grab the talisman...thankfully I was more on the ball than that on this one.

With free reign of the castle, simply leaving is an option but that will miss points. No, now's the time to undo the damage and get back the stuff we gave to Lolotte. The hen and Pandora's Box were both in the same room. There was a cute little tune playing while the hen ran around the room until I picked her up.

The unicorn is in a small stable outside. I got the guilt all over again.

:(. I set it free at least...

So, that mountain path I kept falling down when I could have just stayed still and been carried? Yeah, now you do have to walk down it. And it was finicky. A few falls later... I made it down. Never to have to do it again.

I still needed to return Pandora's Box. But of course I couldn't just do that. Science must be done! What else can you do, but open it?

Science often results in death in these games. But, hey, that's what saves are for.

Reloading, I went back into the crypt, dropped off the box and continued on my merry way. It was time to go back to Genesta at last.

Okay, talisman is got, fruit is got. All is well! Except, you know. Science. There are two endings-one without the fruit and one with the fruit. You can just not find the fruit at all, or...

Eat the fruit instead and feel great. Rosella gets a delicious fruit and the feeling of vigor and vitality. She's got boundless energy and the wonderful glow of good health. Nothing wrong here!

I gave the talisman back to Genesta and she felt immediately better. We're teleported outside and she finds out Rosella has her hen and thanks her for saving her. She also thanks Rosella for her heroic efforts for all of Tamir but... she forgot one thing..."You forgot the magic fruit for your father."

Oh no, don't worry Genesta. I didn't forget it at all. It was very yummy.

It's too late and Genesta immediately returns her to Daventry (after restoring her back to her princess dress.)

Rosella makes it back just in time.

The family stands around his bed and Rosella is crying. The text continues on to say, "Obviously, it would have been better if things had ended happily. If only you could have another chance..." Hint hint.

The End.

Or not.

Time for the good ending.

Reloading I went back to Genesta and gave her her talisman back.

Her smile here creeps me out a little I have to say.

Just like before Genesta teleports them both outside, takes her hen back and thanks Rosella for her efforts. But now we get one more thing. Genesta summons Edgar.

Two things. First: rude. Second: Why does she only do this if Rosella has the fruit? Sorry, Edgar, just gonna ignore you because Rosella failed to get a thing that had nothing to do with you anyway. That's just unfair.

Genesta turns him human or at least human looking. Is he still a fairy? I'm not quite sure on this point. Rosella is certainly impressed anyway.

His BODY, huh Rosella? Ahem (yeah I'm not over that bit of KQ III nonsense yet). Edgar confesses to loving her and proposes. Love at first sight is extremely prevalent in this family. Major victims of sugary fairy-tale rules here.

That said, after thinking about it, Rosella does refuse telling him he's very sweet, but she must immediately return home. Maybe they'll meet again one day. He's sad but understands and Genesta sends her home. No idea where Edgar goes now. I hope Genesta took care of his needs.

Everyone is happy. Except me because I thought I was doing so well but look! I missed two points!

I couldn't let that stand and they were thankfully an easy two points to go back and get.

So, hey, let this be a lesson: when you're returning a box full of evil to a crypt, close the door and lock up behind you. Yep, that's where I missed my points. Rosella slides the key back under the door into the crypt, which should theoretically stop anyone from getting Pandora's Box again.

I returned once more and went through whole ending again for the REAL and PROPER ending with maximum points.

That's better.

Alexander's head is so big and I couldn't stop staring at it. Just in general his proportions seem...not right in relation to everyone else.

The End at last.

With maximum points. That other ending didn't happen.

Final Points: 230/230

Deaths: 86 | Oof... 7 of those were marriages, so not exactly deaths per se, but still a game over.

Time: 5hrs

Final Thoughts:

There are things I quite like about this game, but man are there some low points as well. I'm going to talk about the bad stuff first then end with the good things to end on a positive note.

I don't know if I got luckier in the previous games or unlucky in this one, but the rng based stuff felt worse. I ran into the shark a ton. The troll in the cave was incessant. I had several ogre deaths around the ogre house before even getting into the house. That could get irritating.

Then of course there were the two big low points: the whale and the dark cave. Beyond the actual frustration of doing them, what really gets me is that there's nothing you're really solving. It's an adventure game; you expect puzzles to solve. These two instances come down to trial and error. Just keep bumbling around until you figure out your course. That's not satisfying. In the cave's case you're bumbling around probably getting unavoidably killed several times to boot. The cave has the placing a board over the chasm, but even that's something you're going to die to first because there's zero hint it's even there. It's cheap.

And finally the stairs--an issue through the games up to this point but they were the worst here. Twisting stairs with unintuitive controls to get up them. Not stairs, but the path down the mountain had a really tight finicky spot as well. The controls are not fine enough for this kind of thing.

However, there were things I liked too! It's the prettiest of these four with the new engine. It's nice to have a female main character back in the 80s when that was still rare in video games. It's fun there is more than one ending like yeah you can totally skip the fruit or even eat it.

I like that Lolotte is an actual regular presence unlike past villains which aren't really there much. Manannan gets more, but once he's a cat that's that. Sure, she's a basic shallow villain whose only motivation is EVIL, but it's still fun to have that.

And aside from the whale and cave, it was still fun exploring and playing with the text parser. There were cute moments with the minstrel and Pan. Just those low points are a drag on an otherwise still decent game.

I'm glad I did play it still. I was originally thinking of only playing KQ V and VI. I thought maybe since IV came with those two I'd play it too, but wasn't sure. I'm glad I went right back to the start after all. And hey, I'm free of terrible stairs now. I can better appreciate that freedom.

Overall, I think I feel similarly to III with IV. A mixed bag, but one I'm still glad to have experienced.

#king's quest #king's quest iv #the perils of rosella #KQIV #KQIV_Log #sierra #adventure games

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Ain't I a Woman

So I made a post recently about Vicki Donovan and added a bit about the misogyny within in TVD and the fandom. I touched briefly on the Bonnie of it all, but as I said that's a different discussion, so here it is.

I'd add Bonnie, but this fandom is more racist than it is misogynistic so they don't even think to put her against Elena or the other girls due to her being black, no Bonnie gets her own special category as the strong black woman which they use to exclude her from being considered a woman at all, but we don't have time to get into all that.

Now that made me think of Sojourner Truth's infamous "Ain't I A Woman" speech basically about the same concept of not being seen as a woman or feminine because she was black and being excluded from the rights gained in the woman's suffrage movement.

Now TVD, many a moment goes old school racism to the point I gotta wonder who approved any of it, so it doesn't surprise me that this particular facet applies to Bonnie.

She gets love interests that are considered less desirable in the series let alone in comparison to her white counterparts (granted I don't find either Stefan or Damon a catch but you can't deny their allure especially over Jeremy and Enzo). When she does have any kind of love interest they are either using her, they die (repeatedly), and just don't go that hard for her (Enzo and his severely disinterested face in every intimate scene). Or in Jeremy's case when they do go hard he didn't have any power to help her, and he cheated on her multiple times.

You compare that to both Caroline and Elena's love interests you can see where Bonnie stands. She's an after thought while both Caroline and Elena are their LI reasons for living. While I do find these traits often annoying and bad story telling, it still offers insight into how the narrative sees Bonnie. It sees her as not even worth the effort. She's not in "the same league" as the white girls because she's not really even considered a woman.

You especially see that in the way they express her sexuality. It's been often observed by Bonnie fans that the show makes her essentially asexual. She literally has only two sex scenes one she stays mostly clothed for and it's after the fact and the other happens right after she as the anchor has someone painfully pass through her. And worse, to me at least, that was apparently when she lost her virginity. Now it would be one thing if Bonnie was portrayed as modest and if this fact had came to light before that episode, but it doesn't.

The show itself in terms of sex, while not sex positive (note how promiscuity in female characters is punished), treats it as nothing. Most teenage shows make a big deal out of virginity except for TVD which essentially skips over it completely in the first episodes where Caroline takes Damon home like she's in her 20s and has her own apartment and not 17 living with her mom. So the fact that Bonnie's sexuality is barely mentioned, and when it does it's a decided choice that she's less sexual that every other character tells me the viewer that it's another place where she's excluded, but worse she's once again an after thought in how she expresses her sexuality.

This injustice often fuels fanfic writers to write a Bonnie harem, but I think what should be noted is that the problem isn't that she never has sex, it's that it's never shown or talked about in either direction whether she's more modest or "slutty". It's a big part of the show and especially when it comes to the female characters and how they're treated, but this is one of those places Bonnie isn't judged. Usually I would jump for joy that finally she's not being judged for every little thing she does, but instead it notes what's off.

She's not being thought of as a woman which is why she's not being judged on her sex life or lack of (that catch 22 of being a woman). In fact, in my time on reddit she was more often commended for not having many love interests. Kat even stated it in an interview. To them it was subversive instead of peculiar that only the black character was portrayed this way.

Then there's the "let's make up an excuse to wear formal wear" episodes most of which she wasn't even present for and when she was she was in something way less formal than the others.

Miss Mystic Falls, an event both Caroline and Elena competed in and I believe both won at some point, but Bonnie isn't even considered in being a contestant. Is this due to her own preferences? We don't know because it's once again area she's not even thought of.

Founders Day parade where everyone is in participation but Bonnie on the sidelines taking pictures. There are tons of racist reason why she shouldn't be in that parade nor want to be, but again they're not brought up, so she's just off on the sidelines excluded completely.

Mikaelson Ball, an event that honestly was just a Klaroline set up, but even if so, Matt got an invite, along with every other member of the MFG except Bonnie (and Tyler), the most relevant character to that plotline. And once again, no explanation given for why she's missing.

Hell, even the cheer squad, in the pilot it's established all three girls are on the team, Elena quits, Caroline stays on, and they don't even bother explaining what Bonnie does. Its assumed she quit since she's never seen again but in season 7 during her dream sequence she's in her season 4 hair and the uniform from that year.

She's constantly excluded from events that would put her in direct competition with both Elena and Caroline and there's always no explanation given. The audience is supposed to accept it as natural and if by the amount of arguments I've been in where the arguing tagline is "she's just a supporting character" tells me it worked. No one thinks to question why other supporting characters are there but she isn't because the narrative has created a pattern where it's "just natural" for her not to he there, I can't completely blame the racism on the fandom. Sure, they heads in the sand, but they can react to the source material.

Now I know what some of you are thinking. "She went to the dances, got to dress up with everyone, and even won prom queen." School sanctioned events, the only ones she was allowed to participate in. She won prom queen, but honestly this fact plays even more into my point because neither Caroline or Elena were in the running, just Rebekah. It was an easy bone for the show runner to throw because it played right into her ranking system of the girls and white supremacy continued to reign supreme right down to shafting Tyler with Klaus.

The big point I'm making with this giant post is not that she's excluded from things, but how she's excluded. It's a narrator choice rather than character choice meaning the framing is very deliberate by the people in control of the story. And what that narrative tells me is they don't view Bonnie as a woman, they barely view her as a human being.

In fact, if the amount of pain they put her through is anything to go by with the attitude from all other characters that she can handle it, they don't see her as human. They see her as property, and had they hired a red headed white girl I guarantee you Bonnie would not have been viewed that way by the writers. Effort would have been put in her characterization, instead of make her a prop for white characters.

#bonnie bennett #anti tvd #anti tvd fandom #anti plec #anti julie plec #anti blackness #anti kevin williamson #almost forgot #i know we credit plec for a lor of the issues with tvd #and praise kevin for 'toning her down'#but let's not forget that a lot of these issues started in his reign #and continued when he came back #he is just as responsible #and that's the most i will ever defend plec on #bonnie meta #tvd meta #misogynoir

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kkusuka · 3 years

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haikyuu and jjk pussy pounders <3

(i’m sorry for mixing them but i had this thought and just couldn’t stop form writing)

jjk<3

toji fushiguro

he’s an absolute tank. he also hates half assing things, and bratty bitches get the shit fucked out of them, it’s a simple motto. and good little cum dumps don’t touch their pretty pussy’s when their daddy’s away, so how had he happened to come home to that exact situation?

not only did you try to touch his pussy but you tried to fight him about it! now he had to fuck you back into his perfect hole. slamming his body weight into your weeping hole, keeping your back nice and arched for his cock to his all those places that mark you sputter al those pretty sounds.

geto suguru

a non purposeful pussy pounder. because it’s not really him doing it, he doesn’t need to when you look so cute bouncing on his cock. but eventually you’ll get tired, that pretty sheen covering your body, small tears pouring down your cheeks, legs failing to pick yourself back up and slam back down, only thinking with your hungry cunt.

it’s ok, suguru will help his hopeless cum dump out a bit. giving your hips a little raise all the way to the tip of his cock, letting gravity take its reign. poor baby was already fucked out weren’t you? that’s too bad, he just loves watching you lose your mind on his cock too well.

nanami kento

stress is a maneater. and nanami has a boatload of stress weighing his shoulders, and what better way to combat that then using his desperate whore to their pull potential. always talking about how well you take his cock and how much you love his dick; so prove it.

take his load round after round with losing yourself on his cock, but lord knows he loves when you drool on him like a wanton whore. he doesn’t care about how overstimulated you are; take it like the slut he knows you are.

sukuna ryomen

he’s a literal monster. and an asshole, he wants you to lose any thought except for how his cock carves it’s way into your slutty pussy. he loves ho tiny you look, letting tears run down your face as your hands try to cling to him anywhere you can grab.

he’ll pound into you until your eyes roll back into your head and your cum sprays all around your room and him. hopefully he’ll fuck you so stupid that you never come back and you can be his hole for the rest of eternity, either way as long as your pussy clings to him so nicely; he has no issue.

haikyuu<3

shugo meian

an official 6’5 dilf who would wreck you for the rest of the week. who cares if you can’t walk for work tomorrow, he’ll just stay home with you and fuck you immobile. he can carry you around so he isn’t worried about how your legs give out while he pounds your poor little hole, and he really doesn’t are that you’ll have to walk around the hotel the next morning.

he wants them to see, that’s why he let them. it was an ‘accident’ the locker room door wasn’t closed, can’t to anything now that your bouncing on his cock! it’s an honest mistake, that he filmed it and just might send it to the group chat if enough of them ask, and he knows they will. not like they won’t know what happened when he carried you out to the car.

ushijima wakatoshi

a natural pussy pounder. his cock fucks you out before he’s even started. and that’s not good when all he wants to do is watch those old tapes of retired people play volleyball. but he wants to be near you, so the only option is to have you cock warm him.

now hush up and watch the tv, don’t try and move those pretty hips around him, he has to focus so don’t beg him to fuck your cunt. you know he will but he has to get this done, if you don’t be quite he fuck you dumb and keep you on his cock before he’s done. and now that he says it, it doesn’t sound like a bad idea.

sakusa kiyoomi

kiyoomi doesn’t half ass anything, it’s insult that you think any taunts would make him lose his cool around the imbeciles. but they can’t help you once you’ve stepped through your apartment door. it’s clear he has to put you back into your place, and fucking you on the floor seems fitting.

not once did the man take pity on your poor cunt, he fucked for himself and himself only, you were there to aid him in that. you’re a hole, a pretty little whore who lets him use you like one, never forget that you’re his slut, his cum dump for whenever he pleases.

iwaizumi hajime

anger is a breeder for lust, and iwaizumi has a lot of both. he doesn’t mean to take it all out on you but in the moment he can’t help but want you drunk off his dick. and if that means fucking you like he hates you than that’s what he’ll do.

a hand on the head board and another pressing you in place as he wrecks your pussy like he meant to. how can he not when you clench so nicely around him and tell his name like a prayer, he’ll have to keep you high on his cock all the time, not that you’ll care, all you can think about is the next time you fuck him anyway.

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mydearfantasy · 3 years

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In a Relationship | Hu Tao, Yanfei, Ganyu & Keqing

Characters: Hu Tao, Yanfei, Ganyu and Keqing

Summary: Relationship headcanons with you and the girls :)

Hu Tao

You never experience a dull moment

You two are the life and death of Liyue

Days are filled with endless fun and adventure

Spontaneity being her forte, you often start the day none the wiser to how it will end

Visits to local restaurants offering peculiar specialties, trips to see bizarre landmarks you’ve never even heard of

You often find yourself victim to her pranks, not that you mind of course. Her sweet giggle after a successful prank is worth any price and dignity you have to pay

You have pretended on more than one occasion to fall for her pranks, just to make her happy

Clingy clingy clingy

Dramatically drapes herself over you if she feels she isn’t getting enough attention

Like a cat

PDA all day everyday

Hand holding mainly, dragging you from stall to stall during one of your many shopping trips

Surprise kisses when you aren’t paying attention

Definitely the type of person to touch you with cold hands

On her days off, wants to take commissions with you. Enjoys the two of you fighting side by side and exploring new places

You definitely have to reign her in a little but, lest the whole of Liyue becomes her playground

The amount of funeral ideas you have to veto

Zhongli thanks you

Yanfei

The legal expert may be short on time, but never for you

She won’t even charge you her hourly rate

Jk but she does present a relationship agreement, detailing the number of dates, the appropriate amount of affection and time to be spent together

You have to quickly put down the idea

Her job can be highly stressful, so she enjoys relaxing days out with you

Hot springs, picnics, walks in beautiful fields of flowers, anything that lets her bask in your presence in a peaceful nature

She always watches your back, making sure that no conniving merchants try to deceive you and scam you out of mone

she will metaphorically and literally drop the book on them

rambles a lot too, about any information that comes into her head about the things she sees around her

“This particular area of Liyue used to be rife with raquetteing! One shopkeeper requested my help in dealing with the issue at hand... looking for a legal method to end his problem. Of course, in face of the blatant illegality of it it...”

You wonder how she remembers to breathe during these rants

extremely thoughtful, never forgets an anniversary. treasures any and all milestones that the two of you share

definitely keeps a scrapbook with little moments of your trips together

“(First)! It’s been exactly 6 months since we shared our first meal together!”

Ganyu

similar to yanfei, extremely busy

her schedule is jam packed, finding even a minute to spare is a challenge

which is why it’s perfect that she found her perfect match working along side her

will try her hardest to ensure that the two of you will always be working together, singing your praises to anyone who will listen

she admires your work ethic, it’s part of what drew her to you

you have to remind her to take care of herself too, her own personal care often slips to the back of her mind

encouraging her to take her beloved naps, drawing a blanket over her whenever you catch her nodding off

she loves you all the more for it

she can feel conflicted about her presence alongside mortals, but she always feels at home by your side

your presence is an anchoring weight in her life, she always feels safe and secure with you by her side

after working long and hard, she dreams of nothing more than resting her head on your lap and napping the day away

she loves cooking for you, it feels like the best way that she can show she really cares about you, cooking each dish perfectly to match your tastes

sitting down, enjoying a meal together truly heals her soul

Keqing

you have to wonder if she ever stops

rarely do you see her take time for herself, each day is spent focused on all the tasks she has to get done, or planning ahead to complete tasks in the future

her drive and motivation can be almost scary at times, her dedication unmatched

you’re her safe haven, whenever a problem seems too stressful with no clear solution, she’ll seek refuge in you, hoping that your presence can calm her mind and guide her to the correct answer

give her a rex lapis plushie to cheer her up

no matter how high she holds herself, she comes victim to self doubt

what if she’s not good enough? a poor mans rex lapis?

you’ll need to comfort her and assure her that she’s trying her very best and that’s more than enough

her favourite way to spend the day with you is of course, shopping

her work ethic definitely pays well, having lots of money to spoil you with whatever you desire

the finest garments, the freshest fruit, anything to show how much she cares about you, knowing that you often lack her presence

she feels like everything that she has done has been worth it when she is able to see you flourishing and happy in a liyue that she helped prosper

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meteor752 · 2 years

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Dream SMP Pokémon AU

After taking my second Corona Vaccine shot I got sick and had to stay home from school, so I spent the whole day watching Pokémon Journeys which got me in the pokemood

So of course I started to create the Pokémon teams for the DSMP members, because this is my life I guess.

Also I know most people in the Pokémon world only have like one or two Pokémon, but I thought it’d be more fun to give them all a full team of six. Also, I won’t include all of the Dream SMP members, only those I actually know some shit about.

They’re all grouped into the people they travel with, because the idea of them all traveling alone makes me sad.

But anyways, let’s get on with it.

Tommy Innit, Pokémon trainer, Rival of Jack Manifold - Camerupt, Scorbunny, Galvantula, Shiny Galarian Linoone, Exploud, Snom

Tommy is the son of the gym leader of Hardcore City, and aims to become the champion of the DSMP region. He started out with a Numel as his partner, which he still uses as his ace. He’s quite the reckless trainer that has a habit of forgetting type matchups, which leads to some interesting battles.

Tubbo Schlatt Underscore, Pokémon breeder in training - Beedrill, Mareep, Alolan Vulpix, Ribombee, Xatu, Grookey

Tubbo is the son of a Business man from L’Manburg City and the nephew of a Mareep and Wooloo breeder. When he turned ten he received his Mareep from his aunt as his first Pokémon, and though they had some issues getting along at first, the two eventually bonded. Tubbo’s ace is his Beedrill, the first Pokémon he ever caught, and even though he’s not someone who usually battles his Pokémon are surprisingly strong. He aims to become a Pokémon breeder like his aunt, though he wishes to breed Bugs instead of sheep.

Ranboo Beloved, Pokémon Performer, Rival of Niki Nihachu and Eret King - Male Meowstic, Girafarig, Zorua, Buneary, Axew, Umbreon

Ranboo is an orphan from Ender City, who set out on a journey mostly to find his purpose in life together with his partner Espurr. He met Tommy and Tubbo in Cube City, where Tubbo quickly got attached to the guy which meant he was forced along on their journey. Ranboo found his purpose after watching a friend of Tubbo’s aunt, Niki, during a Pokémon Showcase and he fell in love with it. Despite it, he’s still quite shy and wears a mask and sun glasses when he performs to hide his face and identity.

Purpled Bedwars, Pokémon trainer, rival of Fundy Soot - Mienshao, Espeon, Noibat, Shiny Gourgeist, Drapion, Ambipom

Purpled is from the city of Hypixel, where he’s one of the best Battle Tower contestants in the city. When he turned ten he set out on his journey to fully his hone his skills, and has the goal to become the champion. He’s quite picky with his team though, and chooses only to catch Pokémon that fit his signature colour, Purple, which means he doesn’t catch quite a lot of Pokémon.

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Dream Wataken, Defending champion, Rival of everyone - Sceptile, Tyranitar, Drifblim, Breloom, Serperior, Manectric

Dream is the older brother of the Ender City gym leader, and the current reigning champion of the DSMP region. Despite being the champion, he still goes out on the Pokémon journey every year during league season, as he sees that it’s only fair that he collects the badges just like everyone else. While his champion persona has quite a big ego, Dream is a very humble person who loves watching and helping young trainers rise to the top. That does not stop him from acting a bit egotistical and over confident sometimes though.

George Nofoun, Trainer - Quagsire, Komala, Walreim, Snorlax, Foongus, Munna

George is from the city of Kinoko, and is a fellow traveler of Dream. He has no real goal he’s striving for, he just kinda wants to take it easy and nap, but Dream insists on dragging him around. George is not necessarily a bad trainer, all of his Pokémon are quite strong, but he just prefers not to battle. His Pokémon are all just as sleep focused as he is, and more than once has one of them fallen asleep during a battle.

Karl Jacobs, Writer - Poliwag, Furret, Tangela, Croagunk, Noctowl, Stufful

Karl is also born in Kinoko City, and is the boyfriend of the gym leader there, and the gym leader of Nevadas City. He travels with George, a longtime friend of his, and Dream, some random dude George has a crush on, and takes inspiration from their battles to write about in his stories. He has a habit of usually inspiring characters in his stories from the people around him, especially his boyfriends. His team mostly consists of Pokémon he found cute or weird, and he uses Poliwag as his ace since it has a similar swirl pattern as his hoodie.

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Captain Puffy Schlatt, Pokémon trainer and breeder, rival of Skeppy Halo - Flaaffy, Dubwool, Altaria, Dhelmise, Empoleon, Archeops

Puffy was born in L’Manburg city and is a person who’s truly been there, done that. A former Captain in the Pokémon War, she currently spends her days breeding Wooloo and Mareep. But each year when it’s league season, she sets out to collect all eight badges and challenge the champion to become the very best.

Niki Nihachu, Pokémon Performer, Rival of Ranboo Beloved and Eret King - Female Pyroar, Vaporeon, Milotic, Mimikyu, Cottonee, Fennekin

Niki is from the city of Antarctic, and is a very kind and sweet individual. She started doing Showcases for fun, and never imagined that she’d become one of the most famous Performers of all of DSMP. A lot of her Showcases include Fire, as she never do one without her ace Pyroar. She’s in reality a really strong trainer, she just doesn’t enjoy Pokémon battles that much.

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Fundy Soot, Pokémon Trainer, rival of Purpled Bedwars - Thievul, Vulpix, Bronzong, Mienfoo, Scizor, Marowak

The younger brother of the L’Manburg gym leader, who has a huge inferiority complex. Had a nasty fight with his brother before he left on his Pokémon journey which leaves the two in quite an awkward position when Fundy goes to challenge the gym. Aims to become the Pokémon Champion to get out of the shadow of his brother and show that he’s better and also to impress the current champion who is very handsome but shh tell no one

Eret King, Pokémon Performer, Rival of Niki Nihachu and Ranboo Beloved - Mawile, Salazzle, Garchomp, Meowstic female, Gothitelle, Seviper

A true diva from Ender City who’s used to being in the Spotlight. Has been in Showcases for years, and is an icon of all the GNC people, and the first male born performer ever. They were quite nasty when they first started out and even sabotaged his competitors once or twice. They are quite embarrassed by this fact as an adult. Has taken an older sibling role to Fundy, as he’s having a lot of issues with his actual brother. Is genuinely a nice person who’s there if you need a shoulder to lean on.

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Foolish Gamrs, Pokémon historian - Cofagrigus Arodactyl, Shieldon, Sharpedo, Sensu Oricoro, Cubone

Foolish is from a desert village right outside of Nevadas City, that are close to ruins of strange triangle structured buildings. Foolish took early interest in the structures and the history of them, and as soon as he could he started to travel around the DSMP. Many of his Pokémon are fossil Pokémon, or Pokémon that could help him during his excavations. Apart from Oricoro, that one he caught to dance with.

Sam Awedude, Officer in training - Fran the Lillipup, Ferrothorn, Golurk, Magnezone, Turtonator, Elgyem

Sam is a citizen from Badlands Island, who’s always looked up to the police force. When he got older he started training to become one himself, together with his trusted partner Fran. As a child, Sam was apart of a terrible accident with a Weezing and it’s gas, which badly damaged his lungs so he’s forced to wear a gas mask everywhere. He’s quite a compassionate and patient person, and his quite fond of the loud ten year old who really should learn that ground is weak against Water.

Ponk Opsby, Nurse in training - Tropius, Blissey, Bounsweet, Pidgeot, Slakoth, Bellsprout

Ponk is a young, hot headed, impulsive person from the city of Hypixel. They used to spend a lot of their childhood in the city’s Pokémon center, just watching all the trainers flock in and out every day, and quickly became fascinated by Nurse Joy and her job. When they met Sam and Foolish, who’d just stopped by the Pokémon center that they were working at, they became fascinated by them both and left to “get some real world experience”, as they call it. Is a very big fan of the Nomel berry, and takes pride in the fact that they can eat them with a total straight face.

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Jack Manifold, Pokémon trainer, Rival of Tommy Innit - Druddigon, Raichu, Pyroar Male, Talonflame, Aggron, Samurott

Jack is a man of the city of L’Manburg, and quite a fiery one at that. He’a been determined since the day he turned ten to become the champion, and has built up quite the powerful team over the years. He chooses to travel alone as it gives him more time to individually train his team, but he’s a good friend of Pokémon Performer Niki Nihachu, who he regularly keeps in touch with.

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Bad B. Halo, Baker - Muffin the Shroomish, Mr Squee Gee the Wailord, Eggsy the Chansey, Roberto the Blitzle, Snappy the Hydreigon, Lucy (Rat) the Rockruff

Bad is a gentle a kind man from the island of Badlands, and the father of the Kinoko gym leader. He travels together with his husband during league season as he is still a competitor, and it gives Bad a chance to find new exciting ingredients to bake into muffins. He names all of his Pokémon cute little names that Skeppy find stupid, and he cries whenever they get hurt it battle. They’re all his professional taste testers.

Skeppy Halo, Pokémon trainer, - Sableye, Carbink, Impidimp, Gigalith, Lickitung, Gengar

Skeppy is from the Island of Badlands where he grew up in a village in the mountains, surrounded by rock types, which is where he met Roggenrola his first ever Pokémon. Despite being married and a step father, Skeppy still sets out every year to take on the Pokémon league. Fortunately, his husband is very supportive of this and joins him every year on his travels. When he isn’t traveling the region, Skeppy works as a decorator at his husbands bakery, and likes to incorporate gems into the muffin toppings, despite it probably being a choking hazard.

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Antfrost Cake, Nurser - Purugly, Delcatty, Purrloin, Persian, Sneasel, Torracat

Antfrost is from the Badlans Island, where he grew up in a cottage in the woods. As a child he had many injured Pokémon come to his family for aid after battles with trainers or other Pokémon, and when he had the chance he set out into the world to help all the injured Pokémon he could find. He has a certain love for feline Pokémon, in case you couldn’t tell from his team.

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Punz Bedwars, Mercenary - Absol, Greninja, Lucario, Zangoose, Bisharp, Dewott

Punz is a trainer from Hypixel city, where they grew up caring for their younger brother in their parent’s absence. They are a professional Mercenary, which sounds worse than it is. You simply pay them to do stuff, like catch a specific Pokémon you want, or defeat a trainer that has been bothering you, or take on a gym you couldn’t handle and give you the badge. Despite their hectic job, they still take the time to see all of their brothers gym challenges, as they’re his biggest fan.

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Charlie “Slime” Slimesicle, goo researcher - Muk, Goodra, Ditto, Slugma, Milcery, Gulpin

Slime is a professional goo researcher from the city of Nevadas. And you may be wondering, what is a Goo researcher? Like what is the purpose of researching goo? How do you even research goo? Well I hope you’re ready to die with those questions because Slime sure as hell won’t tell ya. He’s a very odd fellow with an odd way of speaking, so most people just leave him be. He’s a good friend of the Nevadas City gym leader however.

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Connor Eapans, Racer - Togodemaru, Rapidash, Ninjask, Accelgor, Wooper, Sandshrew

Connor is a young man from Antarctic City, with a need for speed. As a child he was a big fan of the show ‘Sonic the Sandshrew’, which heavily inspired his career choice as an adult. All of his Pokémon are true speedsters, and all have won many medals in races throughout the years. Still, Connor is a goofy person, if not a bit socially awkward, and his biggest accomplishment in life according to him was actually catching himself a Sandshrew.

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J. Schlatt, Business man - Gogoat, Combee, Liepard

Jonathan Schlatt, or just Schlatt, is the head of Schlatt & Co, and was born in the city of L’Manburg. He is a very proud man, and a charming one too. There’s been many times that he’s managed to get a business deal by with just words and charms alone. His biggest pride however is his son, who is the reason he has a Combee in his party.

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Callahan, ??? - Sawsbuck

Callahan is a hermit that lives out in the woods. No one knows anything about him. He just kinda stands ominously among the trees with his Sawsbuck. Every trainer is scared of him.

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And now, the Gym leaders. The three first ones are the ones they use in gym battles, and the three within parentheses are just some extra Pokémon they have.

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Hannah X. Rose, Gym leader - Roselia, Steenee, Petilil (Venusaur, Bellossom, Gossifleur)

Hannah is the Gym Leader of Hypixel City, and specializes in grass types. Hannah is not only a gym leader, but also a skilled Battle Tower challenger. She’s a very skilled trainer that enjoys the beauty of grass types, but also the power they possess. She’s a bit like the “What you say about me? Hold my flower” meme. Never underestimate her. She gives out the Thorn Badge.

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Haitch Bomb, Gym leader - Sylveon, Spritze, Skitty (Mime Jr, Granbull, Gardevoir)

Haitch is the Gym leader of Cube City, and specializes is fairy types. It may not seem like it if you would just have a look at the guy outside of battle as he seems more like a normal type dude, but in battle he dawns his Skitty Maid outfit and makes everyone uncomfortable. Haitch is actually a very chill dude who likes to give advice to young trainers, and is kinda like that one supportive uncle to them. All the trainers over 18 get a different treatment however, if ya know what I mean. He gives out the Maid Badge.

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Alex Quackity, Gym leader - Ludicolo, Ducklett, Golduck (Hawlucha, Cyndaquil, Politoed)

Quackity is the gym leader of Nevadas city, and specializes in water types. He’s a very not serious person with wild battle strategies and multiple personas he puts on. He has a scar over his eye that reaches his mouth, a result of a battle he doesn’t like to talk about. Quackity is the boyfriend of Fantasy writer Karl Jacobs and the Gym leader of Kinoko City, and he often feel sad about the fact that they have to be apart from each other so much. His Pokémon Cyndaquil and Politoed are gifts from the two, and they are amazing at comforting him. He gives out the Duck Badge.

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Wilbur Soot, Gym leader - Banette, Froslass, Mismagius (Jigglypuff, Wooloo, Krookodile)

Wilbur Soot is the gym leader of L’Manburg city, and specializes in ghost types. Wilbur is an incredibly unstable person, and a quite depressed one as well. His brother left years ago to follow his own path, leaving Wilbur alone in the abandoned train station that make up his gym. Usually when people go to challenge him, he’s either aimlessly playing his guitar or leaning against the wall, smoking with a dead look in his eyes. Many of the younger trainers are scared of him, but fortunately he’s not the strongest battler so people usually only have to go there once every year during league season. He gives out the Limbo Badge.

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Sapnap Halo, Gym leader - Infernape, Alolan Marowak, Houndoom (Pancham, Chimchar, Charizard)

Sapnap is the gym leader of Kinoko City, and specializes in fire types. Sapnap is a very hot headed person, which is very fitting for a fire type trainer, but is at the same time just a chill ass dude. He’s bros with most of the gym leaders and the champion, and dating two wonderful people he love very much. He’s a very protective person who will fight you, and can sometimes go a little hard on trainers Pokémon without realizing it. There’s even a rumor that he once killed a Miltank, but who knows if that’s true. He gives out the Blaze badge.

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Philza Minecraft, Gym leader - Honchcrow, Corviknight, Male Unfezant (Tepig, Pluzle, Phantump)

Philza is the gym leader of Hardcore City, and specializes in flying types. He’s a very dad like figure, being the oldest of the gym leaders, and a very encouraging one as well. He’s a very respected person in the region, and a wise one as well. Many of the younger gym trainers usually ask him for advice. He’s a bit of a magnet when it comes to Murkrow however, often having at least five fly around him trying to get his attention and love, which can be quite annoying but he lets them stay. He gives out the Wing Badge.

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Drista Wataken, Gym leader - Flygon, Haxorus, Salamence (Lopunny, Kadabra, Mareanie)

Drista is the gym leader of Ender City and specializes in Dragon types. Drista is the youngest gym leader of the region, and the little sister of the champion himself, Dream. She’s a very relaxed person, who’s quite nonchalant in her duties, and can sometimes just give out a badge without battling someone for it if she’s just not up for battling that day. The only person she really goes all out for is her brother. Well, at least until that one annoying loud kid showed up with an ice type and didn’t use it in battle, she kicks his ass anytime she can. She gives out the Smile Badge.

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Techno Blade, Gym Leader - Mamoswine, Abomasnow, Steve the Beatric (Doublade, Spoink, Beldum)

Techno is the gym leader of Antarctic city, and specializes in Ice types. Techno is a very monotone person, who usually says things as they are. He prefers to keep to himself, with maybe Philza being the exception, and is quite the awkward individual. Still, he’s one hell of a good trainer, and has ended the career of many you trainers that challenge his gym. Many say that he can probably take in the champion and win easily, but Techno has no interest in that. Too much spotlight for him, he prefers to stay in the north with his Pokémon. He gives out the Tundra Badge.

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jadelynlace · 3 years

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ink drinker / modern vikings au, Ivar x F!Reader

author’s note: long story short, I wrote this series but used an OFC that I use for most of my longer series. many thanks to @victoria-styles for her suggestion of making it a reader / Y/N story. major plot tweaks as well.

synopsis: Ivar was only meant to be a friend with benefits, but he caught feelings for his older brother’s best friend: you.

pairing: Ivar x Reader

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“Not into the million dollar bullshit?” You heard a voice beckon from behind you, stepping forwards with a light to start the cigarette that hung between your Oxford red stained lips.

“Crawling through the depths of hell sounds more pleasant than being here,” You grumbled back through the cloud of grey smoke slipping past your lips. You watched the figure next to you light up his own cigarette, taking note at how his fingers curled around the stick as he laughed with your words. “I’m only here to calm Hvitserk,”

“And he’s not even here,” He said back with a laugh, blue eyes peeking to grab at yours.

“Structure fire across town,” You tell him. “Told him that if he’s so inclined he can bring the truck over here and spray the party with the water,” Ivar laughed at that.

“Fuck, you clean up nice. And I love a woman in uniform,” He teases, smirking as you do too. It went silent for a second between you two, sticks of chemicals on your lips as his eyes did not miss the way your dress hugged at your body, how your stilettos were secured around your ankles. He couldn’t pull his mind back quickly enough before he was imagining them over his shoulders, your lips that curled around the filter and how they might look around his cock. How you were the first person who gave him complete reign over the ink he was going to forever mark your body with.

“Let’s just say I’d rather slice my own tongue off and choke on it than admit to that, actually wearing something other than the blues, and enjoying it,” You groan as the man next to you laughs, a sick snicker coming from his lips and you find yourself smiling too. “But you don’t clean up half bad yourself, Ivar,” You tease back as your eyes catch sight of the roll of his sleeves, how he maneuvers the buttons and pulls the white fabric back to show the first indications of sleeved out arms.

“Where do you want to go?” Ivar asks, taking the cigarette from his mouth to stub.

“Excuse me?”

“I didn’t think I fucking stuttered,” He started in challenge. “You said you didn’t want to be here, so where would you like to go?” He asks a quick swipe of his tongue over his lips as he cocks his head to the side awaiting your answer.

“Alright, Ragnarsson, you’re fucking on,” You laugh back, crushing your own stick with the spike of your heel as you follow him.

Hvitserk was a man who took most things with a grain of salt, others came with a few shots of whiskey. He had seen the darker side of humanity, and you were right there with him when he did. Your interest in becoming certified for emergency medicine had followed you since your high school graduation, and you were right on the top of the sign up sheet when class enrolled. And you stayed on top when your graduated. Company firings and how it lead to short staffing, moving of some onto better things lead to an opening you leapt on and found yourself paired with a paramedic with blonde hair and a smile that could cause most of the human population to smile back. It did not take long for a friendship to strike up, even outside of the station and the blazing sirens. His humor, his companionship kept you sane, kept the darkness of the horrid calls at bay, you two grew close, quickly.

Even if company policy allowed the romantic attachments between co-workers, you still couldn’t find yourself catching some sort of feeling to Hvitserk. He was a friend, your best, and it was left at that. You trusted him with your life, you’d gladly lay on the stretcher and head into the emergency room as long as he was the paramedic who was treating you.

Sigurd came next in the line of his brothers, an obsession with music, and nothing but the best that world could offer. He had an artistic hand, Hvitserk drove you towards his place of employment for permanent artwork to your liking and that was how you met Ivar. He watched you tip toe through his portfolio, but if Sigurd had talent, then Ivar was a God. You had never seen such movement on skin where he would trace his ink. You didn’t want to pull a design off of the internet and ask Ivar to put in on you, it seemed almost rude, instead you told him where you wanted it, and told him to go crazy. He looked at you in such a way, thinking you were joking. Perhaps too un-educated in the world of tattoos, but you held your ground and he was proud of such a feat.

Work was all too consuming, trying to leave space for time other than the blood pressure cuffs and patient history. You’d spend time out on town with Hvitserk, his brothers soon in tow, a party of their own that they could become. You were shocked Hvitserk hadn’t caught on, that none of them had, how long you had been spreading your legs for Ivar in secret. Petty bantering between the two of you, the others making bets to see whom would kill whom first, but that chatter went towards the foreplay that would follow you two into the bedroom. The most shock you came to realize was how Ivar was always there in the morning—it took a lot of you to convince him to leave, but he always mumbled something about five more minutes just for holding you.

Perhaps it was how your days were spent doused in testosterone, one of the three women of the entire station, entire company, leaving you to be able to handle yourself around men with egos far bigger than the dicks they would carry. That was how you were so seamlessly integrated into the Ragnarsson brother’s, struck up like the sister they never got. That was how Ivar found himself thinking about you far more than a friend with or without benefits would, how tightly you snug around his cock, how you look and sounded when you came for him, how you had pulled more from him than any other woman he had slept with. How you made him feel appreciated and not like a man who needed to navigate himself with his dick to get what women he wanted. How you didn’t toss him to the side after the first fuck. You drove him crazy and he didn’t have the words to admit to it.

“If I hear a grumble from you one more time Ivar, I am going to kick you out of the shop,” Sigurd spoke from his spot at the front desk, thumbing through a magazine of industry products as Ivar hissed a curse at him in reply. “What the fuck is you problem?”

“Y/N,” Ivar answered all too quickly.

“What? She hurt your ego too bad last time we were out? Didn’t stroke it enough to your liking?” Sigurd teased.

“No,” Ivar said. “She didn’t stroke me enough to my liking,” But Ivar said the words far too quickly before he could catch them.

“Are you fucking her?” Sigurd said, sitting up in his chair. “You two are fucking?” He laughed.

“Shut up,” Ivar grumbled, a toss of his pencil flying to grace the space Sigurd was at.

“She cut your dick off? That the issue?” He teased. “Hvitserk’s going to go ape-shit, dude,”

“That’s why we’re not telling him yet, right Sigurd?” Ivar said “Right, Sigurd?” He repeated with an extended finger at his brother.

“How long have you two been fucking—I need to know that, for science, and because I am still in shock. How did you—her? She’s too good for you Ivar, you have to be careful there,”

“Two years,” Ivar remarked and Sigurd nearly fell out of his chair.

“Fuck! You ask her out yet?”

“We’re not talking about this—or telling anyone else, right?” Ivar said again.

“Yes, sir,” Sigurd nodded, a fake salute from his hand as his mind was still scrambled.

“Don’t call me sir,” Ivar snapped.

“Yes ma’am,”

You’d never forget the call that came through dispatch a month after you and Ivar had started to screw around more often than fuck buddies would. The address sounded familiar, but Hvitserk was the one who made the connection it was the shop. Ink Drinker was a parlor bathed in black; walls and dark floors that made the rooms look like they never ended. The art displayed belonged to that of Ivar, of Sigurd, of the few others who came and went for their tattoo work. The owner had wooden sculptures of his own to line the spaces, but you had only ever seen the man through his social media.

You feared suddenly something happening to Ivar, or Sigurd, readying yourself for the sight that may hold them there, but it wasn’t them. A patron had passed out to the sight of the needles, sending Ivar to sour his entire mood at the weakness for something he found so simple. His flash of anger changed suddenly when you and his brother showed up, jumping from the rig in full expectance to see either sibling in a bloody mess after fighting to their death.

“I called and specifically asked for Hvitserk Ragnarsson and his partner,” Sigurd teased as the teenager came too, apologizing and still paying Ivar for the appointment he was too scared to cancel.

“I was hoping it would be a trauma call, you finally snapping and kicking Ivar’s ass,” You answered back, smirking at Ivar as he rolled his eyes in distaste. Ivar’s eyes climbed your whole body as you worked, the uniform marking your hierarchy and importance as you took the patient to the hospital. His text message not ten minutes later almost made you head back just to smack him.

“You’re keeping the uniform on next time we fuck.”

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kyberphilosopher · 3 years

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Requested?: Yes. Contains allusions to sex and illness, non graphic.

Word Count: 3301

Eren has disappeared beyond the walls, finding refuge with a sick ex-soldier.

Orotund: (adj.*) speaking or singing with fullness, clarity, or strength of song or voice.

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The sickness had spread slowly, but surely.

You couldn’t tell where you had gotten it from. At first, you had assumed it was simply an intensified version of the flu. However, the longer you took care of yourself, the more you realized that this was far worse.

Dividing the time into five stages, you began keeping note of what was happening to you during Stage Two. During Stage One, you began to experience relatively short periods of a fever. They’d usually last for days at a time, with you lying in bed draping a wet rag on your forehead. So intense, you could not even get up to urinate or eat, it was difficult not to feel pathetic.

Stage Two had made the fever die down. You were more than thankful for this, of course, but it had come with it’s own crashing, crushing waves. Stage Two had begun to make you lose weight at a rapid and inexplicable pace. You often frowned at yourself in the mirror, observing how your torso was slimming and shaping around the form of your ribs. It came before the loss of appetite, which only made matters that much worse.

Stage Three, during which you had met him, was strange. It didn’t directly cause any physical changes to you, but it did indirectly. You grew restless in the night, and exhausted during the day. Riddled with fatigue, the daily chores you relied on for life became troublesome. Drawing water from the well strained your back, and because of what Stage Two had done to your stomach, you lacked the energy needed to keep yourself upright.

One day, in whatever season it had been, you returned to your cabin to find a stranger inside. Instantly on sight, your pail of drinking water fell from your fingers and splashed against the wooden floors. Your boots and socks were soaked. The knocking of wood against wood made your ears ring as if a bomb had gone off.

The boy was still, but his eyes were somewhat wide as if he was also surprised. He must not have considered someone was already living in the cabin. Yet, he was sitting at your dining table, watching you with open eyes and open ears.

Before you could scold, yelp, or simply say hello, you collapse over. The fatigue overpowers you and you crash against your counter in a heap.

The boy leapt forward on instinct. His right arm wrapped around your back to steady you somewhat, his left hand gripping onto your other shoulder. It didn’t help you too much, as your ankle was already rolling out from under you, but it did keep you from hitting the floor completely. Thus, the boy had at least saved you a head injury.

“My room,” you croaked with hazy eyes. The hand attached to the arm over his back weakly pointed in the direction of your bedroom. It wasn’t too far away. You were lucky that he craned his head to see where you were gesturing to, and understood. “I have to get to... my room...”

“Right,” the boy replied.

He hoisted you up, the both of you grunt quietly in unison. And then he practically dragged you across the floorplan of your home, stumbling and groaning all the way. The boy let you drop into your bed on your own, partially kicking him in the process.

You hum out a sigh of relief. Your head is immediately alleviating itself, and the room is ceasing to spin so quickly. The boy is confused as to the lack of yelling or anger. Instead, he is enthralled with the calm, tired, demeanor of your form. He’d broken into your cabin, eaten your food, and you hadn’t even looked mad. In fact, you looked almost sickly.

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Stage Four brought depression. Yes, you already had that. But now your sickness was piling onto the chemical imbalances, adding to the lack of calories, nutrients, and sleep. Whatever strength you had before was dwindling away faster than before, although this time, things were different.

The strangers name was Eren. Eren Jaeger. He had large, piercing teal eyes, bold eyebrows, and dark hair. At the time of your meeting, it was the length of his shoulders. His palms were wrapped in gauze at the time, but it wasn’t permanent. He’d since removed them, and helped you work.

Eren was strong. He could repair things that were broken around the cabin and help you with the well upkeep. Sometimes he would go hunting and bring home venison or herbs for you, which was kind. He didn’t ask for much in return, other than you not tell anyone of his presence. Not like you had anyone to tell anyways.

Eren gave you a ride on his Titan once or twice too. That was something you loved. You were scared at first, but Eren didn’t let anything happen to you. He would lift you up in the palm of his hand so you could reach the fruits at the top of the tallest of trees. Then you’d go home and slice the fruit up for him in a small bowl.

He slept on the bench in the living room. You’d felt particularly guilty about that part, but your weak body needed all the relaxation it could get. Eren knew that, and he never forced you to share or give more than was even remotely necessary. Really, Eren was quiet most days. He seemed to do a great bit of brooding, but you’d grown accustomed to the presence of another human being, and thus, warmth. And Eren liked you. You weren’t obsessive, didn’t yell for the way he cleaned, didn’t rip up his clothes, or remind him of a fading dream.

Time blurs together when you’re living on your own in the middle of nowhere, but the boy was with you for more than two months, at least. He figured out that you were sick in that span of time, including that you didn’t deserve to be. There wasn’t much around your cabin to suggest much of past life. Eren didn’t blame you. That’s why he stayed in the cabin as well- hoping to leave the past for a blank space.

You took care of each other. Your favorite example was on a morning in Spring.

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Eren wore a simple brown cloak. No shirt underneath, giving you a much appreciated view of the boys abdominal muscles. Though, you’d probably never get the opportunity to admit you found the boy physically appealing, you took it in. His hair was back in a bun today. The sun broke over the horizon, illuminating his eyes.

Jaeger held your horse by the reigns. His right bare foot was rubbing against his left shin, tired as the horse began to excrete last nights meal. Eren must’ve gotten up earlier than usual this morning for chores, because the circles under his eyes seemed more prominent. Not that it specifically mattered. He looked handsome all the same. You appreciated the view for a few minutes before starting towards the well.

First, you set the bucket on the earth where the water is sure to fall. Then, you place both hands on the pump, digging your feet into the ground for leverage. Stage Four has made you weaker than most people. This will take a lot out of you.

Pushing down, it takes all of your strength to get a single pump of water into the pail. It’s not enough, and sweat is already beading at your forehead. It’s not even hot yet, and something mediocre is nearing you close to death. Your heart strains against your chest, but you ignore it. You have to get the water.

You push down a second time. Now, the container is half full of the clear stuff. It ripples in the light of the sun like a rainbow. Your head feels like it’s on fire. A slow, dull fire. You have to push a third...

With a final great heave, your blistered hands scrape against the contraption. The water gushes out like a miracle, filling the bucket again. So crisp it makes your mouth water, you kneel to the ground to catch your breath.

Stop, your heart begs. Stop. Rest. But the responsibility is staring you dead in the eyes, and you can’t ignore it. And you can’t ask Eren to go a day without water. He deserves it. For Eren’s sake, you must do this.

Although your world is dizzy, you push yourself to your feet. Your blistered fingers wrap around the handle, ready to pick it off the ground without issue. However, water buckets are heavy. There is nothing you can do but struggle to raise it off the ground, tears and sweat pricking at the corners of your eyes and goosebumps appearing at your arms. It’s not even really that chilly.

Eren was like a God sent. You didn’t fully hear what he said to you, but you felt his arms slide around you to lift you up. “Y/N, do you hear me? You have to stand, alright?” You hadn’t replied.

Jaeger connected the dots. With one half of his body, he leveraged you up and to your feet. With the other, he grabbed the pail of water and began moving forward.

It was slow with you practically slumped against him, but he was a soldier. Eren wasn’t about to just let you drop in the middle of nowhere. He wouldn’t let you succumb to your illness that easily, if he let you succumb to anything at all.

Eren set you on your bed. You had a fever, so he laid a wet cloth across your forehead. He stripped you down to your undergarments as respectfully as one could, laying two more rags on your forearms for extra help. Then he drew you a bath, knowing the water would be cold for your lingering fever. He never asked for anything in return.

But, he had set a hand against your shoulder. His thumb ran in soft circles against your hot skin, a comforting, loving gesture. You could feel his long hair brush against your chest as he leaned down to make sure your heart was still beating. Aside from a slight palpitation, it seemed in working order.

His brushing thumb lingered a moment longer before he let you rest. Even in sleep, you missed it. You wouldn’t forget this.

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This leads us into the final Stage. Stage 5. The one where you die at the end.

“Eren,” you call out softly, watching the curtain windows sheer in the sunlight.

In response, the boy bows his head to look down at you. His eyes are calm, but bright as always. His hair is half up, half down. Laying between his thighs comfortably, your stomach rumbles from hunger. Despite this, things are quiet.

“Yes?” he replies.

You swallow dryly. Then you reveal your desire. “Do you sing?”

His right hand comes to rest on your forehead. Yes, you have the fever again. But Eren knows you are in the right mind. His thumb strokes your temple, catching a few wisps of your hair as he does so.

“Not well,” he answers with the ghost of a smile. “You want me to sing to you?”

You shift, and one of your hand grazes by his knee. “Maybe,” you tease back. Then you frown. “You seem tired today.”

Eren exhales. His right hand lays against your forehead, a mix of concern and something like affection.

“Is it the Attack Titan?” you continue, gazing up at him through soft lashes.

It was. Eren’s history- the worlds history- was churning around his mind until it seemed like a bunch of mush. You were the only thing that was clear to him at this point. But you were silent. Calm, compared to everything else in the universe.

“No,” Eren decides to assure light heartedly. His thumb begins to circle around your sticky skin in the little way that it does. “It’s nothing.”

Silence again.

The warm breeze brushes against the window outside, but it’s not loud. It’s warm from the light of the sun, and the hills of emerald grass span for miles ahead. The sky is as blue as the birds that soar across it. Serene. That was how you would describe the life you currently lead. And blessed be you for leading it as peacefully and quietly as the loud and complicated world would allow.

“I think I’m going to die soon.”

The quiet was broken with another fracture of quiet. Eren’s heart gave a great, vibrating beat, and then paused. In contrast, you couldn’t recall the last time you’d heard your heart beat.

All the violent death he’d seen, just for you to die of an unknown illness?

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You knew you were going to die at the end. You knew it for a fact. You’d just gotten lucky.

Lucky, you think as you look up at the man above you. Yeah, I’m lucky.

His pacing is held back for fear of hurting you. His long, dark hair sways back and forth in time with his thrusts. His face is contorted, mixed with an overwhelming feeling of pleasure and determination. There’s a little clear, slick spot on the corner of his lips. It slips from between, drips down his chin, and onto your abdomen. Eren wants to apologize, but his teeth are gritted together and he doesn’t want to embarrass either of you with shaky words.

You don’t mind. There’s no need for Eren to apologize. Eren is and always has been a sight for sore eyes, especially for you. And, blessings onto your own soul, you’re getting more butterflies from knowing he’s one of the last things you’ll see and feel than what he’s doing with you.

Your eyes are glued to his. What color are they? Emerald, like the grass? Blue, like the sky? Could they be teal? Yes, that must be it. Though, sometimes you swear they’re gold instead.

Lucky.

You both end up finishing. He keeps himself from collapsing on top of you before asking if you’ll be alright if he bathes. You assure him it’s more than okay as he rubs his thumb over your temple. Some people might be upset at their partner for leaving after what you’ve done, but you understood. Physical contact is hard for soldiers. You know. But Eren promises he’ll be back silently, because he feels guilty about it.

If you had a bit longer, maybe this wouldn’t be the only time you and the boy could do this. Actually, what had even led to it? What had taken it this long? You’d had dinner. The light from the candles came on, and you’d met his gaze. The rest was all steam and blurs.

When your living mate returns, your back is facing from him. You’re watching the fresh drops of rain crash against the window, falling from under a dark grey cast. There will be a thunderstorm tonight. You wonder if Eren will want to stay in your bed tonight, or if he’ll insist on taking the bench.

You feel his hands, previously burning hot, touch your shoulder, now ice cold. The mattress dips under his weight behind you, and then you feel his toned torso flush against you.

His face brushes against your ear so you can hear him speak softly. “I’m sorry if I took too long,” Eren mutters. A few wisps of hair brush against your jaw, but he’s tied it back now.

In one fluid motion, a hand of your own comes to stroke at his cheek. “You didn’t.”

His eyes narrow as he looks down at you, before he pulls away to put his face in the back of your neck. His hand remains around you tight, so you know he wants you right where you are.

You didn’t tell Eren that your time was practically numbered. Maybe it would be weeks, days, or hours. You should’ve told him before you let him inside you, but you’d been a bit distracted. Anxious, too. The moment was worth ruining with something so silly and small. But now it’s done. The only sounds echoing around the cabin is the pitter pattering of the rain, and the oncoming onslaught of booming thunder.

You have to tell him, you say to yourself as his grip on you tightens. Before he tugs your body closer like a lover again.

Before you can speak, Eren mumbles something against the skin of your neck. “Follow my lead.”

What?

He hums for a few seconds. At first, you think it’s just the hum of insanity, random and undefined. The you realize the changes in pitch are too thought out to be random. It’s a song.

“...always picking a fight with me...”

It feels hazy, far away. Sort of heavenly. Even with his low, muffled voice, it’s easy to hear the musical tones oozing from the whole thing.

“...you know I’m bad, but you’re still spending the night with me.”

That line feels more like he’s speaking it into you. It’s personal.

“...what do you want from my world?”

If you had it your way, or his way, there wouldn’t be anybody else but the two of you and your cabin. Still, this also feels like a genuine question. Maybe it is.

There’s a dry kiss placed against your shoulder blade before Eren continues the tune. Humming. And then, “...every night I’m out... killin’, send everyone runnin'...”

Eren pulls you closer against him and inhales somewhat sharply. You crane your neck deeper into the pillow, silently wishing that you could feel his swollen lips against it.

“I know you’re mad at me,” he sings, a bit clearer now. “I have demon eyes.”

Eren’s hand creeps up from your shoulder to your throat, able to choke you if he so wanted. His thumb strokes over your Adam’s apple instead. Eren grants your wish, raising his face so his lips brush over the skin by your jaw instead of the back of your head. A soft kiss is pressed to the area, almost as if he was nervous.

“...they’re looking right through your anatomy...”, he seems to nuzzle against you lightly, though that feels somewhat out of character. “...your deepest fears, I’m not from here...”

Like before, he pushes his head back into your hair. He groans like he’s stretching before going on.

“...to me, you’re clear... transparent. You have a thing for me... it’s apparent...”

The rain is falling harder now.

“...you’re not so bad...”

Eren isn’t bad at all. He sighs against you, his fingers stroking your skin gently.

“...it’s not something I have to try... oh, for the table, as long as I am able... I’m not trying to be bad.”

I’m going to die soon, Eren.

“No... different.”

He doesn’t continue. Only his thumb continues on, circling round and round in an unknowing attempt to express comfort.

“I thought you said you didn’t sing well,” you whisper into the darkness.

“I don’t,” he speaks against you.

What a liar. And you, the lucky one for knowing the truth.

Eren doesn’t move positions until you’ve fallen asleep, at which point he eventually turns his back to you in his own slumber. And Eren knew that you were sick, but he also knew that you were capable.

You weren’t breathing when he woke up.

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I guess that’s that. I think I like it but I’m not sure about the ending. Mine aren’t usually so simple. Maybe I should’ve made it less depressing. Eh.

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racheloveyunho · 3 years

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Till death do us part - 3

Y/N grew up in a wealthy family, she always was seen as a beautiful and smart kid and was most likely to take her father’s place as the CEO of one of the most important companies in South Korea. However, after the death of her mother, Y/N’s family slowly started to break apart. Her father was always working to forget his uncalled pain while his kids were left alone at home.

She was 17 years old when her life took a sudden turn when she met him in a dark alley. He was a bloody mess, bruises everywhere but behind blood and dirt, she could see his beautiful features and his addictive gaze. Maybe she should have walked away, maybe she shouldn’t have helped him, but the moment his gaze locked with hers, she was already his.

Choi San was his name.

Genre: Mafia AU, smut, angst, fluff, stranger to lovers

Words: 2479

TW series: Y/N is described as an OC. Please be aware that this story will contain a lot of triggering content such as smut, blood, death, murder, drug, kidnapping, etc. Do not read if you are under a legal age!

TW chapter: reader got slapped, reader run away from home, abusive and manipulative father, swearing.

The beating of my heart quickened. For the past two years I had dreamed about him every night and now, I was finally able to see him again.

"San!" I shouted happily, finally looking back at the handsome boy. He smiled back at me but his expression became cold again as he stared at Jinyoung. My so-called husband let my wrist go and hardly swallowed his spit.

"Y-you! What are you doing here?"

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Chapter 3

"What? Do you know each other?" I looked up at San for an answer

"His father is a customer of mine. I worked for him a couple of times, right Mr Hwang?"

Jinyoung stepped back with fear written all over his face. He was afraid of San. I somehow understand his feeling, I knew too well how San could be intimidating.

"I wouldn't ever touch Y/N again if I were you." San said with the most cold voice I ever heard in my life "I get upset pretty easily and I can't think straight when anger come over me. I guess you can understand."

"Why are you protecting her, I don't understand!" My fiancé shouted with fear in his voice.

"Because she's mine."

I blushed madly at San's words. Hana squirmed like a fangirl and clapped her hands while making embarrassing noises. I wished she wasn't there at this moment, I was over embarrassed and she wasn't helping me AT ALL.

I hide my face behind my hands. I wasn't paying attention to the two men's conversation anymore until I felt San's grip lightly tightening around me.

I looked up, Jinyoung was gone without my noticing.

"Are you okay?" San whispered to my ear.

‘Does he have to look at me like that? He’s driving me crazy!’

"He left?" I asked.

San nodded before letting me go. Strangely enough, I felt a wave of sadness and disappointment from the loose of contact even though I couldn't say it out loud, San would probably think I'm crazy since I met him just twice.

Quickly, Hana went to my side, grabbing my arm and shaking it with all her strength.

"Are you THE San?" She asked San with her eyes sparkling.

The moment I saw San's smirk I wished I could have run away from here. I looked at Hana with wide eyes and whispered "Could you stop being obvious for God's sake!"

It was no help, Hana was too happy to finally meet the man I talked about every day and she wasn't paying attention to what I was saying "You are indeed handsome!" she exclaimed "Do you have a girlfriend?"

'Oh God.'

"I don't..." he paused "yet" San looked at me with his sharp eyes.

I turned back and hide my red face the best I could. I was not the kind of girl to turn shy easily but San had this effect on me, he made me feel weak in my knees and made my heart raced.

Meanwhile, Hana was the happiest in the world at this moment, she knew that I never was on a relationship before so she was surely excited to play cupid for the both of us.

After a quick chat, which boiled down to Hana asking questions about everything and nothing, San told us that he was going back to his work and had to leave.

He walked away, but I followed him and with all the courage I could muster up, I grabbed his wrist to stop him. He looked back at me with a surprise expression.

"Can...Can you give me your phone number? It will be easier to see each other this way..." I looked straight at him, facing his usual strong gaze.

However, I wasn't as brave as I wanted to pretend and San wasn't dumb, my shaking hand grabbing his strong wrist was a clue enough for him to know how I really felt.

He smiled at me with a sincere and warm smile for the first time, his dimples in full display, before he gave me his hand. I looked at it, confused, and put my hand on his own.

"Not your hand, give me your phone. Don't you want my number anymore?" he laughed at my action and again, my face turned red.

"Yeah, sure!" I stuttered, giving him my phone. He quickly entered his number on it before giving it back to me.

"Let's talk more often then, Kim Y/N"

Hearing him saying my whole name was something special, a mysterious feeling grew inside of me but it wasn't an unpleasant one.

I waved my hand at him as he walked away, disappearing from my sight.

"I think I need holy water" Hana breathed out.

It was already 9 pm, the sun was giving way to the dark night where the moon reigned as a queen.

It had been a long day, a very long one.

I met Jinyoung, my unwanted fiancé, San helped me against him and Hana hadn't let me get home until I admitted that I had a crush on San.

It was weird to say it, I wasn't familiar with this new feeling. Was it love? Was it possible to feel love towards him already or was it just a physical attraction?

I threw my head on my pillow and yelled on it while shaking powerfully my legs on the bed.

Yes, San was handsome, but he wasn't just that. He had something that attracted me and I couldn't explain what. It was like he was the answer of all my doubts and all of my issues. He was strong and intimidating but at the same time soft and reassuring. The last time I’ve felt this safe in someone’s arms was in my mom’s.

Bip Bip.

I looked at the small screen, a small notification indicating me that I had a new message.

I jumped out of my bed and stood up, excited by just some few words.

San

"Did you get home safely?"

Yes I did! I hope you got home without any issue too :)

No answer.

San didn't seem like the talkative type. I had to choose a topic to continue the conversation or else he wasn’t going to answer.

So...How old are you exactly? Do you still live with your family?

To my surprise, San answered me right away and we both talked for a few hours, totally forgetting about sleep. He talked to me more than I initially thought he would and I was glad for it.

I found out that he lived with his father, mother and older sister in Seoul in a rather affluent neighborhood. He was the same age as me and told me he had always been home schooled so he had a lot of free time.

He was following his father's path and helped him with his work.

I didn't asked him about it but I could easily guess that his dad worked with politicians since he San and Jinyoung knew each other from his dad’s work.

After a three hours long talk, I finally fell asleep while writing a message to San.

San

Sleep tight Y/N.

I slowly opened my eyes when the warm morning light hit my face. It had been a long time since I last sleep that well. I stretched my body and directly texted San.

Hello San! Sorry I fell asleep, I slept well, maybe thanks to all the things that happened yesterday lol!

I waited some minutes but he gave me no response. Was he still asleep?

I went downstairs and only found my father, eating alone. The table seemed bigger than usual without Jin there and I couldn’t help but think about my brother, I hadn't see him since the argument between him and my father and it was worrying me.

"Where is Jin?"

"I don't know where he is living now." My mouth opened at his statement. My unstable eyes were reading his face, trying to figure out and hoping that I heard things wrong.

"What do you mean? He lives here!" I shouted, my voice sounded less confident than usual.

My worry was growing at an incredible speed pace. I felt unwell for some reason and was afraid to understand the real meaning behind my father's word.

"Not anymore. He's an adult now, I no longer have any obligation to keep him home."

I couldn't believe what I was listening to. He kicked his own son out? How dared he?

I was about to shout out at him but his phone rang at the same moment. He took the call and started talking with an unknown correspondent.

His face quickly dropped and then glared at me with angry eyes. I gulped, unaware of the situation.

When he hung up, he angrily stood up and harshly slapped me on the face "What have you done!" he yelled.

My eyes were watering. He hurt me. It was the first time he laid a finger on me.

"Mr Hwang called me! His son, Jinyoung, met you yesterday and want now to end your engagement."

"It's for the best, I never wanted this anyways" I replied curtly.

He was about to slap me again but put down his arm and chuckled darkly "Fine, if you want to be a brat then I will treat you as one"

My father strongly grabbed my arm and dragged me to my bedroom, he was so angry and so harsh, he was, without any doubt, going to leave bruises on my body.

He threw me on the bed and took my phone with him.

"You won't be needing your phone anymore, I'm confiscating it. In the meantime, I want you to think about your behavior." he said "If you don't want to listen to me, then I will show you who is in charge here." he walked away "Ah, and just to say, this week you will took a plane and will go abroad to study." He informed me before locking the door and leaving me alone in my room.

"You can't do this! You can't force me to leave!!" I banged on the door fiercely. It was a nightmare, it couldn't be happening. I sat down, my back against the door and my head on my knees, silently crying.

It was already late at night, I didn't do anything the whole day. The only thing I could do was crying.

I finally wiped my tears away and stood up, determined to leave this house. I took a small bag and filled it with some clothes, wallet and other essential stuffs. I waited until no more noise could be heard in the house and quietly leave the house through the windows.

It wasn't as hard as I thought it will be, I found myself a new talent that night.

I went to the bus station, it was too late so there was no bus anymore.

Shit

I walked to the nearest hotel and went to the reception.

"Excuse me, I broke my phone and I really need to call someone to pick me up to go home. Is it possible to use your phone?" I asked with puppy eyes.

The male receptionist fell right away for my charms and gave me his phone, glad to help a young girl in distress. I thanked him and called my brother.

I silently thanked my good memory and was glad I remembered all the numbers on my phone. "The person you have called is unavailable right now..." the voice announced.

“No way...” my shoulders fell from disappointment. I had no other choice but to let him a message on his phone.

"Hey Jin, it's me... Listen, I had some...problems with dad, he took my phone away so I don't have a lot of way to reach you. I heard that he kicked you out, I hope you did find a place to sleep, hope you're eating well, hope that..." I sniffed, not able to contain myself anymore. "I'm scared Jin, dad wants me to study abroad cause my fiancé brook our engagement. I picked some stuff and now I'm out of the house but I don't know where to go and..." my voice broke because of all the emotions I had inside of me. "I'll call Hana and see if I can sleep at her place or else I'll sleep in a hotel. I love you, I'll call you again tomorrow." I stopped the voicemail message.

This time I tried Hana's number, fortunately she was a phone addict so she would answer to my call. "Yes my love~?" I heard her sleepy voice "Hey Hana" I said, my voice still trembling "What happened? Are you okay?" Her voice suddenly turned serious.

I quickly summarized my situation to her. "Listen, sweetie. Tonight I can't come to you, you have still money right? Sleep in a hotel and tomorrow you will took the first bus and come to my house, okay?" I agreed and hung up before asking a room to the receptionist.

The hotel room was half smaller than mine but it was better than nothing. There was a phone on the side of the bed.

'Should I call San?' I wondered while looking at the phone. Without a second thought, I entered the number of San and waited.

"Hello?"

"San! You answered!" I shouted through the phone, happy to hear his voice "I...I'm sorry I..."

"Where are you?" he asked "What?" I answered, surprised.

"You are not fine, are you? You're voice isn't as clear as usual."

I waited a long moment, I couldn't control my tears as they were running down my cheeks.

"Where are you?" He insisted.

"Dongdaemun hotel, room 322"

"I'm coming. Don't move." his voice softened.

My wait didn't last 20 minutes until I heard a knock on the door. I jumped and opened the door as soon as I heard the sound.

Here it was, the silhouette I liked the most

"San..."

He hugged me tightly as if there was no tomorrow. I noticed how he was sweaty and out of breathe, probably from running to get to me faster.

I breathed in his unique scent, it was woody scent, something fresh but still manly. I felt safer with him, everything was easier when he was by my side. I didn't want to let him go and my feelings seemed mutual as he tightened his grip on my waist.

I was like a piece of metal attracted to a magnet.

We sat down on the bed and he let me cry my heart out, listening every word I had to say. I told him my story, my conflictual relationship with my father, how harsh he was with me and my brother since my mom passed away and my arranged wedding with this Hwang Jinyoung.

We talked for two good hours about my problems but also about the future we both wanted.

As time went on, I started to feel sleepy, my eyelids were heavy and my mind was cloudy. I slowly closed my eyes until I fell into a deep sleep into San's arms. He gently patted my head to help me fall asleep.

"Don't worry Y/N, I will protect you from now on."

San hummed a song before falling asleep by Y/N’s side.

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I hope you enjoy this story so far! In the next chapter, Y/N is going to make a choice for her future life so the story will truly start in the chapter 4.

Of course, I’m not encouraging anyone to run away from home, mostly if you are minor.

Thanks for reading! See you in the next chapter~

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