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boldlygreatsuit · 2 months

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Why I love one-sided radiostatic

Before I start this little rant I must disclose that I’m aroace (so please know that this isn’t me trying to erase his orientation and present asexually as a problem, this is me trying to explore these complex and flawed characters) and so naturally I love the representation of alastor also being aroace so maybe me shipping radiostatic is a little hypocritical of me but I can’t help but love the story and tragic character exploration behind it.

Personally I like to believe that Alastor GENUINELY loved Vox, just not in the way he wanted. (They had some kind of queer platonic relationship but Vox wanted more and Al felt uncomfortable) And I think it killed Alastor to hurt his closest friend so much when he turned him down, I’ve been through something similar with an old friend I used to have. I know what’s it like so maybe I’m projecting onto Al but ehhhh.

It’s easy to just paint alastor and a evil psychopathic serial killer, a cannibal, and sadist, who loves torturing and tormenting people, don’t get me wrong, he is all those things but don’t forget he’s also human, he still has emotions no matter how much he represses them for the sake of his pride, reputation and self preservation. I could totally see him struggling to understand why’s he’s different and just brushing it off, after all, it’s never been an issue before now. He never had many close friends, nobody he’d ever be interested in pursuing. And now the person he loves the most wants him and he cant bring himself to want him back no matter how much he wants too.

I like the idea that Alastor wants to want him so much but he just can’t and it absolutely destroys him. He feels guilty and ashamed that he cant reciprocate Voxs feeling towards him (remember he’s from the 1930s, I doubt he knows what the LGTB is, let alone asexually so he’s probably under the impression that’s he’s broken in some regard. He probably never gave romantic and sex much thought, assuming that he would start feeling something eventually but nothing ever happened). While Vox just cant understand why he doesn’t like him back and keeps trying and it creates an uncomfortable situation for both of them.

I think radiostatic can be so tragic, they both love each other but in different ways and it tears them apart and they lose their closest friend due to it. Which ends up with them both bitter, raw and angry. Both blaming each other outwardly (Vox hating that Alastor rejected him while Alastor is upset that Vox went and caught feelings, complicating their perfectly platonic relationship) but internally hating themselves (Vox thinks he did something wrong to scare alastor away while Alastor hates that he couldn’t feel the same way).

I know Alastor is a very prideful person but I think behind closed doors his incredibly sentimental, after all, he’s pretty much a snapshot of the 1930s and he doesn’t seem to happy about change. So I could just imagine him up at night staring at the ceiling struggling with what he could do, whether or not, he should just lie to keep Vox happy and enter a relationship He does not want to be in so he can avoid losing his best friend (but also risk leading him on); or he turns him down and is honest with himself, not forcing himself into a relationship he doesn’t want but irreversibly hurting Vox in the process, and also risking losing Vox forever.

This could also create an interesting situation where Alastor agrees to date Vox and really tries to love him, hoping that maybe he’ll start feeling something eventually or at least get used to it. Of course this doesn’t really work and just creates resentment and pent-up emotions. Due to lying to Vox about wanting him and digging himself into this hole and the longer he stays the harder it is to leave without hurting Vox, this could lead to a messy breakup when Al just cant take it anymore and leaves.

I think “never love an anchor” and “tongue and teeth” are such perfect songs to encapsulate this kind of situation, the guilt and remorse but also the inevitability and hopelessness of it, the knowledge that there ISNT a right answer, no fairytale ending, this isn’t something to be overcome only accepted, and no matter what is done someone gets hurt severely and the only question is who and by how much.

I want to see a Alastor and Vox confrontation where we see how upset they are and how they’re equally heartbroken. Al for the first time shows actual vulnerability as he’s expressing his self loathing and guilt towards his choices but even so he stands by them and tries to defend them. He hates that he did what he did but there wasn’t another option for him and he didnt know what to do.

They both struggle with their emotions but also their pride and respective personas, not wanting to put aside their pride and admit their own shortcomings and guilt, and be genuinely honest and vulnerable with each other. They want to comfort the other but they’re just at a point where they don’t know if they could, if it would make it worse. they both still love each so so so much (in different ways) but it’s all wrapped up in fear, resentment, guilt and heartbreak which complicates things.

Ngl the best outcome is these two going to therapy, probably Charlie, and actually learn how to communicate.

#Youtube #alastor hazbin hotel #vox hazbin hotel #Vox #Alastor #radiostatic #staticradio #i know im a sucker for the angst #angst #kinda controversial #rant post #rant #shipping #complex relationships

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x-gon-give-it · 1 year

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7, 17, 25 for the writing asks!

7. What is your deepest joy about writing?

Answer: making people feel things :3 whether those things are joy, horror, fear, laughter, etc I just love the idea of something I’ve written inciting some kind of emotion in someone else! That’s crazy to me! And a little addicting XD

17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won't make it in the text.

Answer: ooh hoo hoo!! My most current wip, that is oh my mind, is “Misfire” which is a Spideypool fic with assassin Spider-Man! This fic has been marinating in my brain for some time and I love thinking about it. For those who are unaware, assassin Spider-Man honed his spider sense so throughly in his comics that he just knows things. There is no getting the jump on him, he knows your going to attack him before you know. If you think spider sense is OP, assassin Spider-Man’s spider sense is like that but on steroids.

In my fic, having that kind of precognition takes the shine out of living. Peters brain is stuck in fast forward while the rest of the world is going in slow motion, and it’s tedious for him to try and slow down for anyone. Life gets boring and predictable. His brain is simultaneously stuck in the future and the past. He cant let things go, he lingers on old memories and visits old haunts, missing the days where life was more exciting while the other half of his brain is cramming him with everything that’s going to happen within the next 5-10 minutes.

So that’s to say, when he meets Wade, who’s so chaotic and unpredictable that not even Peters spider sense can tell what he’s going to do, Peter gets a little obsessed. Wade gives him this release from his brain that he craves, that he desires so much with his entire heart that he’s addicted to the first sip. Slap that with a Wade Wilson who has deep intrinsic self hatred and doubt, who doesn’t believe anyone can truly want him, and you get some mighty interesting dynamics that flips the regular Spideypool fanon tropes on the head that make me absolutely giddy go explore XD

25. What is a weird, hyper-specific detail you know about one of your characters that is completely irrelevant to the story?

Answer: Peter is scared of cinnamon. He hates it. He’s terrified of it. It gives him PTSD. Spiders hate cinnamon and he adopted that hatred when he got his powers. It doesn’t help that cinnamon is a popular flavor/spice, and he’s had too many incidents where cinnamon ended up in his coffee and pastries. It’s like when you drop a cucumber next to a cat. You drop a container of cinnamon next to him and he’s immediately on the ceiling hissing.

#these are fun :3 #so many thoughts in my brain #Peter fears cinnamon and it makes me grin #assassin Spidey is my new muse and I love him #asks

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encantoisawesome · 2 years

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encanto angst plot idea = experiments

So I was thinking of random little writing prompt ideas for what could happen if the madrigals decided to explore outside of the Encanto, but then my mind automatically went to “…. What if scientists or something found them and did experiments to see how their powers worked?”…………………… aaaaand now I cant stop thinking about that.

Now, I aint a fanfic writer at all, like, at all, so im just typing the ideas I had into bullet points and putting them in here.

Sorry if this plot idea sucks

Warning = violence, blood, torture, angst

In the encanto

- I can imagine Mirabel begging for the family to explore outside of the Encanto, Abuela not being convinced that it’s a good idea but after some encouragement from before Agustin and Julieta, abuela finally allows them to go but for only a couple of days.

- They pack a donkey and cart, julieta packing enough food for the trip while Agustin and Mirabel packs the other stuff

- Dolores wants to go to escape the noise of the town and have a peaceful vacation.

- Camilo also wants to go but pepa wants him to stay home due to his immaturity and mischievous behaviour, Camilo becomes annoyed and but agrees to stay.

- Luisa opts to stay home in case anyone needs help in the town. Isabela wants to go to explore new plants.

- Pepa is stopping at the casita to look after Antonio with felix not wanting to leave her side.

- Bruno at first didn’t want to go but julieta drags him along for the trip so that he can spend time outside and gets some fresh air instead of hiding inside his room. hes takes some of his rats with him

- Abuela staying behind to watch over the casita. After getting everything they need packed they set off, the family staying at the casita wish them luck

During the trip

- On their travels, Isabela tries talking to dolores but soon realises that dolores is being far too quiet and hits her with a ball of flowers, turns out its Camilo disguised as dolores (he disguised himself as her when she went to her room to grab something).

- Stuff goes well for the first couple of days without incident. The kids and Bruno wonder into the wilderness to explore. Isabela wonder off on her own to find new flowers. Camilo and Mirabel getting into a competition to see who can gather the most fruit, both of them asking Bruno to see into the future to see who would win, with Bruno refusing to do so. Camilo shapeshifting to be taller in order to reach the fruit off of the trees much to the annoyance to Mirabel. They go back to their camp, but they didn’t notice that someone had been watching them the whole time hidden in the trees.

- That day they get ambushed by a group of scientists and taken to a laboratory building. During the ambush, bruno’s rats go unnoticed by the scientists and they run back to the Encanto

- Isabela comes back to a deserted camp and her family no where in site.

In the laboratory building (warning)

- Mirabel is interrogated by the group about what power she has, which she answers honestly that she doesn’t have one. The group doesn’t believe her and take blood samples. They also interrogate Mirabel to see if there is anyone else out there with powers, Mirabel refusing to give away the location of the Encanto.

- They force an electric shock collar onto Camilo, giving him a shock whenever he refuses to shapeshift. All the time he was alone in the cell, he would try to find a way to get out .

- Bruno is strapped down to a chair and forced to look into the future. The group ends up taking one of bruno’s eyes for tests. The group threaten to remove his other eye if he doesn’t give them visions, which scares him enough to start creating the vision plates to the point of exhaustion.

- The group tests julieta’s healing ability by using Agustin as the guinea pig, injuring him over and over again only for julieta to heal him. The injuries getting worse and worse to the point of almost killing him, but he would be saved at the last moment by julieta’s food.

Back at the casita

- Days pass and abuela is growing worried as julieta, Agustin, Bruno, Camilo, and Mirabel should have returned by now, pepa accidentally creating multiple rain storms due to her fear with felix trying to calm her down. Dolores trying to listen out for them but cannot hear any one of them.

- Antonio is sat in his room playing with the toy jaguar that Mirabel made him. He misses Mirabel and Camilo. Suddenly bruno’s rats burst into his room and tells him about the ambush and how julieta, Agustin, Mirabel, Camilo and Bruno were taken away by the group of scientists. Antonio alerting the rest of the family about this information

And that’s all I got, if i have more ideas for this ill update it. sorry if it sucks

#encanto #encanto angst #encanto plot ideas #feel free to use this plot idea

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yinses · 3 years

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college au! headcanons

gojo satoru, geto suguru & nanami kento

rqst: college au for nanami, geto and gojo?

a/n: so i divided it into three categories to help keep my head straight. honestly almost straight kicked gojo out of college bc i couldn’t decide on a major for him. the jjk discord server is heaven sent for my sanity. ty everyone again 🌺

last time i should have to post these. hoping everything is fine now.

gojo satoru

MAJOR

—he starts off undecided for a long time. the fact that he’s on scholarship allows him to be more flexible with his classes given that he’s not responsible for costs. he grew up with expectations from his family but university is suppose to be his opportunity to spread his own wings and grow from his experiences.

—so he tries a bit of everything- sciences, music and social studies- anything to prompt a spark. (took a business class once and made a point to sit next to nanami everyday just to annoy him) by his second year he’s getting as frustrated as his counselor because if he doesn’t decide soon he’ll be a potential 5th year senior.

—he’s overthinking it but gojo wants to invest in what he believes will make the most significant impact to his ability. his counselor takes those crumbs and runs with it.

—he gets steered towards political science and actually excels at it (that advisor gets a raise). surprises most of the class with his analytical skills because they thought he was just a pretty boy- surprise he’s beautiful and smart.

—develops a vested interest in governmental policies. might run for president one day idk. brings donuts to his early am class. doesn’t share.

SOCIAL

—he’s not the jock per say, but as the star athlete of the basketball team, the school likes to take advantage of his image to draw in sponsors.

—his face is plastered all over the auditorium whether they’re in season or not. sometimes it’s not even to promote basketball, gojo is pretty and they’re not afraid to use it. which also makes him one of the most recognizable faces on campus.

—due to his student athlete contract, he’s not allowed to sign autographs freely in the event they’re attempted to be sold as quick cash. but yikes, he can barely walk to class without someone stopping him for a picture. to the best of his ability he tries to laugh it off, poster boy image and all, but it gets pretty fucking old and annoying quickly. especially when it makes him late for his next lesson and the instructor shows no sympathy.

—his height didn’t only help him get into basketball, but its also convenient when it comes to shouldering politely through the student masses. his golden rule is don’t make eye contact. the busier the crowds the easier it is for him to pretend like he could’t possibly have heard them.

—gojo doesnt scout fraternities, fraternities scout him. but he’s not interested in the slightest. as an athlete he already gets into any social circle he wants without the additional effort. that and he doesnt think he could tolerate an alpha male trying to exert his dominance without barking back.

—loves to show up to parties but always arrives late enough to the point where they don’t think he’s coming. it helps him slip in when he wants too. he’s a connoisseur of all alcohol varieties and a master of beer bong. he’s not necessarily the life of the party but his presence is kind of hard to miss.

RELATIONSHIPS

—he gets too much attention to date casually. most potential suitors are in it more for the benefits they receive than him anyway. he’s got enough on his plate with career indecisiveness and games to try to pursue anything serious before third year.

—he’s not completely celibate though. he tries to keep the same partners as long as he can. not only to keep himself clean and safe but because he often goes into an agreement to keep it casual. sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. either way he gets coined as a ‘heartbreaker’ before the end of his freshman year. frankly the rumors obscure most of the truth and give him more freedom. people always expect that he’s with someone even when he’s not, which helps keep his invasive teammates off his back.

—gojo can easily graduate without securing something tangible but there is still a window for potential.

—you’re both his consistent classmate and occasional friends with benefits. its the former title that keeps bringing him back around. he cant exactly avoid you without subjecting himself to 8am classes. it helps that the sex is good too.

—he can text you an offer to study together for the next test and roll over after an hour and wreck you for the rest of the week. its hard to tell who gets addicted first but he does appreciate the way your skin looks when youre wearing his marks.

geto suguru

MAJOR

—he’s a STEM kid, particularly interested in bio-genetics to improve overall health. he believes that simply becoming a physician just keeps the issue at bay and his goal is to eradicate the problem at its source.

—since high school he’s been cataloging different programs across the country before deciding what he wanted and putting all his efforts into it. so it’s no surprise when he gets in.

—geto doesn’t need counselors but they’re required so he listens to them prattle on about using university as an opportunity to explore. this man came in with more college credits than most sophomores, he knows what he wants.

—always on-time to class and never misses an assignment. also that kid who goes above and beyond, even on the simple stuff. he rarely gets teased about it, not even behind his back. geto straight up scares some people even when he’s smiling.

—not afraid to correct teachers when they’re wrong. in fact he lives for it.

—he’s the one who graduated early and starts his master’s program before most of his age group declare their own majors.

SOCIAL

—he tends to frequent the same circles- handpicking his acquaintances out of class rosters, clubs and honor lists. he’s less in it for the friendship and more so to scout for potential research partners.

—met gojo in one of his science electives and literally carried him through the class. they somehow end up friends but only really hang out at each other’s places- bunch of chill movie nights and pizza.

—there is no interest in fraternities, but he does join university funded clubs that allow him to further his research. they give him unique access to labs, take him on trips to different conventions and have an alumni list a kilometer long for future collaborations.

—the man does not party but he will occasionally slip into quieter bars to ease some of his frustrations. he actually enjoys karaoke thursdays , not to sing for himself but the drunken antics of others bring him some amusement.

—smokes weed occasionally, but only his own product. it helps him relaxand fan out the stress. he never sells it but sometimes gojo nicks some of his stash. given that he gets drug tested often, geto doesn’t know how the athlete never gets caught.

RELATIONSHIPS

—not interested in seeking out relationships in the slightest. the man has a plan and he’s already married to it.

—he’s not completely immune to sexual advances though and occasionally splurges but none of the friends with benefits crap. he’ll hit it once and stay celibate for the rest of the year easily.

—you might be able to squeeze in as his fellow lab partner. remain invested in the work and not him and he’ll start noticing the little details of your company- the way you subtle perfume lingers on his lab coat hours after you’ve adorned for the day, how he knows you have to keep your hair up for safety precautions but he thinks about running his fingers through it daily and your mind, damn, he wonders what else you can come up with when he has you laid out on his sheets.

—if he’s interested, geto won’t hesitate to broach the topic. he’ll ask you out for coffee and when you try to bring up research he’ll be upfront about his attraction. ultimately if you start dating the two of you are an absolute unit- not that you weren’t before.

—you’re the one variable he didn’t plan for but he’s glad to have added you to the equation.

nanami kento

MAJOR

—he was made for the business world, brought by a CEO who raised him to inherit the company. administration major marketing minor.

—takes initiative in all his classes and is often coined as group leader for projects. mostly keeps to himself and only speaks up when prompted or disagrees with something.

—he takes the earliest sessions possible because it means less people more often than not. doesn’t really care if its in the front, middle or back but always sits near the edge.

—doesn’t really want to but it looks good on his resume so he joins the marketing team where they present mock business plans for competitions. they win a lot. nanami honestly doesn’t care. but again it looks good.

—it only took him a brief summer internship to learn that he found nothing satisfying about board meetings and macro management.

—he decides to invest in law school to handle the company from a legal standpoint instead.

SOCIAL

— sort of like geto, only wants to make friends on a need be basis.

—he would rather keep to himself but knows the benefits of socializing so he interacts with his frequent classmates when he can- through study groups or car pooling to seminars.

—he does join a fraternity, its the same one his father did (and uncles, cousins, whatnot. its a generational thing). its geared towards bettering future leaders. they focus building resumes, charity events and run the organization like a proper business. nanami gets elected president by his third year and runs two terms.

—the only parties he attends are networking events- full of wine and fancy horderves. wine is plentiful but he’s always nursing a scotch on top of his headache. if one more person squeezes their stocks into a conversation he’s going to personally take down the whole market

—zero interest in college party life. spends some of his downtime at the campus theater watching old time movies and classic plays.

—he’s the coffee shop hoe. he wakes up early sometimes just to sit by the window and read some casual literature. has his own thermo that gives him free refills to cart to class. do not talk to this man before he’s had his caffeine.

RELATIONSHIP

—he probably has a high school sweetheart that he’s still clinging too, whether on the same campus or long distance. it helps him because he can’t really see himself pursuing a relationship while focusing on school.

—he’s been with you long enough that you understand his ambitions and won’t feel bested by them. the two of you have a system- starting the day off with sweet ‘good morning’ texts before class and ending the day with long conversations as you digest the last 12 hours.

—nanami is independent but he is thankful to have you to rely on when classes start to overwhelm him. the two of try to escape briefly for the weekend when you can. often going to near by reservations just to get off campus

—other times the two of you will cuddle close on your dorm bed, his long fingers combing through your hair while he reads over some notes for class.

—sometimes you have to be the one to tell him to take a break and to enjoy life while he can. even if that means dragging him the events and concerts hosted on campus. he resists at first but you can see the tension ebbing away as the night comes to a close.

—the two of you start living together in your senior year just because you can. he insists on buying a house. not only because he can afford it because it can be rented out after graduation. always the business man.

#gojo satoru #gojo x reader #geto suguru #geto x reader #nanami x reader #geto suguru x reader #Jujutsu Kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo blessings #gojo satoru x reader #geto blessings #nanami blessings

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a-writes3 · 3 years

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Sex on fire Part three

Krashlyn x Reader

Warning: SMUT. It’s kinda soft nothing super kinky and there’s more than just smut. Gets saucy at the end but the real heated stuff is continued in part four. Also had to sneak in the Emily and Lindsey ship.

Reader’s POV

It had been about a week since I started rooming with Ashlyn and Ali. A few minutes ago I had been asleep but the other two had other plans. I was woken up to both of the women kissing me on either side of my neck. After my eyes fluttered open I heard a raspy voice on my left side.

“Good morning, Princess.” The voice which I had recognized as Ashlyn’s voice said. I had already become quite flustered because of the hands on my body and the pet name that was reserved for sex. Before I could reply I felt a hand at the apex on my thigh. I let out a soft gasp. I look over to see that the hand belonged to Ali who was smiling at me.

“Morning, Baby.” She said.

“Well this is certainly a nice way to wake up.” I say quietly.

“You’re so pretty.” Ashlyn whispered while rubbing her thumb over my cheek. I felt my cheeks heating up at the compliment. Ashlyn gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before disappearing under the blanket only stopping to leave quick kisses and marks down my body. When she got to my thighs she took her time, slowly leaving bites and kisses and avoiding the one place where I actually needed attention.

“Ash. Don’t tease. Please.” I said to her.

“Come on Ash. She deserves it.” Ali spoke in my favor. I then felt Ashlyn’s hands tighten on my thighs and her tongue started to get to work. I let out a loud moan at the contact.

Ali’s hand found it way to my face turning my head so she could place a rough kiss on my lips she pushed her tongue into my mouth and explored my mouth, capturing the whines that were coming out of my throat. Her mouth then travelled to my neck, finding a sensitive spot, biting then moving her tongue over it.

Ashlyn started to thrust two fingers into me while her tongue was viciously swirled my clit. Both her tongue and fingers were following a quick pace showing no mercy.

“Ah. Fuck.” I exclaimed, “Oh god.”

I felt myself getting closer and closer to my release but what pushed me over the edge was Ali’s voice in my ear.

“Are you gonna cum for us Baby?” Her voice was low with a hint of sweetness. And her eyes were staring into my own with an intensity I’d never seen before, “Come on. Let go. Cum for us.”

I reached down and placed my hand into Ashlyn’s hair, tangling my fingers in it and pulling slightly at the pleasure she was causing in my body which the blonde moaned at, sending a vibration to my clit.

“Fuck. I’m gonna cum.” I say.

“Cum for me Princess.” Ashlyn said in her usual dominating voice.

Pleasure soared through my body causing me to shake. Ali’s hand found mine and held it tightly throughout my orgasm. When I finally got over the aftershocks Ashlyn had resurfaced leaning up to kiss both me and Ali. The kiss was passionate and intense which sums up the entire experience with the women.

“You think you can handle one more?” Ali asked gently. I was exhausted but nodded anyways. Ali went under the blanket slightly to leave hickeys on my chest and stomach before coming back up. Her fingers slowly made their way down to my center stopping for a few seconds before rubbing my clit at an agonizingly slow pace. I let a whimper out at her movements.

Ashlyn was sitting next to us observing which could be argued to be one of her favorite parts the experience.

“Ali. Please. Go faster.” I say at barely a whisper.

“What was that?” Ali said in a teasing voice.

“Aliiiii...” I whined.

With this Ali quicken her pace, going from 0-100 in a matter of a second. I almost screamed at the overstimulating feeling but before I could Ashlyn’s mouth found mine to swallow the noise. Within minutes I was reaching my peak again. Ali sensed this and her fingers entered me and moved roughly at a fast pace.

“Cum for me.” She growled in my ear. I of course followed her directions and my orgasm racked through my body. After my body stopped shaking Ali reached her hand up and put her fingers to lips, hinting at the fact that she wanted me to take them into my mouth which I obeyed and cleaned them off without hesitation. Ali then grabbed my jaw, turning me to her and kissing me roughly. We sat in silence for a few more moments, the only sound was heavy breathing.

“I feel like I should pay you back for that.” I say indicating that I wanted to return the favor.

“Don’t worry about it right now. Just rest. You can get us back later.” Ashlyn said gently. “We have a little longer until training so just rest, okay?”

We went back to a comfortable silence. I was laying on Ali’s chest while Ashlyn was holding me from behind with her head on my shoulder. I couldn’t help but to start overthinking once again. We had never put a label on whatever this was and to be quite honest I found myself falling in love with both of the women but I didn’t know how to bring the subject up. Somehow even after the past week filled with affection the thoughts of self doubt filled my mind. The couple had been together for almost 9 years before I entered the situation. It would make sense for them to not feel the same amount of love towards me.

“I can hear your thoughts. What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” Ali broke the silence.

“Hm?” I face her. “Oh, um nothing. I’m all good.”

“We know you better than to believe that.” Ashlyn said.

I was about to reply when a loud knock on the door interrupted our conversation.

“Guys, Bus leaves in 20 so hurry up.” Kelley’s voice yelled.

“We aren’t finished with this conversation.” Ali said before getting up. We got dressed and headed to the bus waiting outside. I sat in my seat beside Sonnett, ignoring the smug look on her face.

“Sooooo. How’s the throuple going?” She asked with raised eyebrows.

“1. It’s not really a throuple. It’s not official and 2. If you’re asking how the sex is, it’s great.”

“Oh come on. You need to just say fuck it and talk to them about being in a relationship already. Silence will get you nowhere.”

“Sonny, I am aware but my crippling fear of rejection is in the way.”

She only rolled her eyes at that signaling the end of that topic. So I decided to butt in on her relationship.

“What about you and Lindsey, huh?”

“What do you mean?”

“Oh please I see the way you guys look at each other.”

“What? No. We’re just friends.”

She was very obviously flustered with the conversation to which I smirked.

“Yeah right.”

“I hate you.”

“Love you too Sonny.”

The rest of the bus ride was silent besides the music coming through my headphones. Every now and then I felt the stares of my lovers on me. I couldn’t help but stare back. Their eyes had a hint of worry behind them. The air was hot on the field so our uniform consisted of tank tops and shorts both Ali and Ashlyn’s muscular bodies were on display. Ashlyn’s tattoos stood out particularly and I couldn’t help the way my eyes were fixated on the woman. She had noticed this and smirked at me before reaching her arm behind her head which flexed the muscles even more. I looked away to avoid the embarrassment of being caught in the act of staring.

“Like what you see?” Kelley had came up behind me, making me jump at her sudden voice in my ear.

“Jesus Kelley. You scared the shit out of me.”

“Sorry but you’re practically drooling right now.”

“What? No I’m not.”

Kelley gave me a look.

“Yeah right.”

Thankfully Jill saved me from the conversation by starting practice. We started a scrimmage and me and Ali were on different teams. She had coincidentally been the one defending me but one of her tackles was a little rough and she ended up landing on top of me which caused me to blush and I hoped that the others assumed it was the sun and not the woman on top of me.

“Well hello there.” She said with a smile before standing and reaching out her hand to help me. “Sorry about that. Although, I don’t think you mind me on top of you, huh?” She whispered the last part so only I could hear her and winked at me. She walked away back to her position.

The scrimmage ended with Ali’s team winning 2-1. We had a 20 minute break before having to start different drills. I was sitting on the bench with my eyes closed and head lent back when I felt a presence beside me.

“So, are you gonna tell me what’s wrong now or?” The voice had belonged to Ashlyn.

“Ash. Cant this wait?” I tried my best to give her puppy dog eyes to let me out of it and it worked.

“Only because you’re cute but don’t think we aren’t talking about it later.” She got up and walked away to find her fiancée.

The rest of training went by quickly as did the ride to the hotel. Which was unfortunate since I was faced with the two women as soon as I got to my room.

“Hey Baby.” Ali said sweetly.

“Hi.” I reply timidly.

They give me a look. Asking me to tell them what’s on my mind.

“Look, I’ll tell you what’s going on as long as you don’t judge me.”

“We’d never.” Ashlyn spoke up. I moved to sit in between them on the edge of the bed.

“Okay so, I just feel like because you’ve been together for so long that I’m somehow intruding. I don’t know.”

“You’re not intruding. If anything our relationship had gotten even better because of you.” Ashlyn said softly. “But that’s not all right?” I sigh before continuing to speak.

“I think I’m in love with the both of you but we aren’t even together and haven’t been doing this long and I’m just overthinking every little thing. It’s kind of terrifying.” I ramble on.

“Woah, calm down.” Ali places a calming hand on my leg. “I’m sorry for the confusion but we both love you too. You have nothing to worry about. And we’d love for you to join out relationship. If you want that, that is.”

“I do want it but I’m kinda scared.”

“There’s nothing to be scared of.”

“Okay. I’m in.” I smile at the both of them which they returned. It was silent for a few moments before an idea appeared in my mind.

“You know how I said I would pay you back for the morning?” I looked Ashlyn in the eye.

“Mhm.” She said.

“Well I have an idea.” I smirked at her before whispering something in her ear. She immediately smiled and got up to find a few objects. Ali looked at me confused.

“What’s going on?” She asked.

“Don’t worry about it. You’re gonna love it.” I say before placing a quick kiss on her lips and taking off articles of clothing from her body. Although Ali tried to be dominant, her submissive side was starting the peak out. Her eyes were shining. I ran my finger over her clothed center. Her eyes shined with need which was a nice switch from the usual dominance I faced. I laid her back onto the mattress. Ashlyn had came back with a pair of handcuffs and a strap on. Ali’s eyes widened at the sight. I took the handcuffs and placed them on Ali’s wrists before attaching them to the headboard. Ashlyn had began putting the strap on around her waist.

“Are you ready?”.

#uswnt smut #uswnt x reader #uswnt imagines #krashlyn x reader #krashlyn imagines #krashlyn smut

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fallindomino · 3 years

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hsmtmts s2 ep 12 THOUGHTS

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

~end of post~

jk alright it was SO TRAGIC when ej canceled in the most awkward way possible i had to pause like five times to make it through the scene

and OMG thank god that miscommunication shit only lasted for this ep, bless ashlyn for helping clear that up. and omg gina WENT FOR IT AHHHH YES GIRL GET THE HOT CARING BOYF U DESERVE i can’t believe they cut to black before portwell kissed but PORTWELL IS CANON so i’ll take it :DDDD

lmao i am so tired of miss jenn being a shit teacher like i get stress but that’s not an excuse for being shitty. u could tell she felt bad for telling ricky to jump off smth high but she never actually said “im sorry” to him so thats p sus. also when carlos and seb went to get their cards signed and she was like “when ME and zack perform” instead of including the whole cast i cant deal w her self centered ass

on that note i mean im kinda glad they decided to drop out of the menkies cause that choice to enter at all was so last minute and really it was all for miss jenn’s benefit and not the kids’ at all so im glad they just went lol fuck it at the end even if it (literally) burned most of what the season was building up to

im glad gina and nini rlly cleared the air and gina was so right that nini has been rlly supportive of everyone and lifting them up so it was rlly cool when gina did so in turn, lifting up nini’s music career by connecting her w jamie which i am SO EXCITED FOR THEM TO EXPLORE if theres a season 3

also second chances (the song) WAS SO GOOD like it oozed parallels between ricky and gina (not sure of who they are anymore) and ej and nini (starting a new journey and just as scared to fly as they are to fall) along w prob a bunch of other stuff i didn’t pick up on as well

honestly if we get a season 3 it better start w ricky telling us him and lily tried dating for a month and then broke up cause that shit was weird??? like at the very end of the ep too??? it could have worked but they just shoehorned in some awkward convos and idk it feels way too forced and one sided for me to get behind i dunno

OMG YOU ARE THE MUSIC IN ME DURING THE END BLOOPERS THING WTFFFFF THATS SO CUTE

#hsmtmts #portwell #PORTWELL YALL #ricky x therapy #bc i would prefer that immensely more than ricky x lily #gina porter #ej caswell #ricky bowen #nini salazar roberts #hsmtmts s3 pls i beg

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craftmanatee · 3 years

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Dread X Collection: The Hunt Review

Me and my friend binged another Dread X Collection, this time is a 7 game "The Hunt" spin off!

I will be quickly reviewing each game from worst to best. The "review" is mostly kind of like an impression and hopefully will not spoil much even if you choose to play it, but I hope this will be a fun read.

Game X: The Hub (Alright)

Before starting the list... lets chat about the Hub.

An isolated snowy base is kind of underutilized as a setting for horror and being lonely. In DreadX hunt, this new "The Thing" inspired Hub area is kind of good, kind of meh and pretty new. In previous Dread X hubs, it is either a puzzler (Second collection) or a Point and click with too much story (Third collection). This one is an inbetween the two, which is nice and has some proper gameplay.

We recommend after each game that you put in the codes rather than all at the same time. Play a game, put the code in. There is a nicer pacing to it that way.

Anyways, this Hub is both good and ok. Lots of negative space to explore, but the actual gameplay that it insists is pretty cool for a Hub World.

Seraphixial By Vidas Games (Come on...)

What a pain.

I was not the player for this one.

Seraphixial is a pretty bad shooter, it was pretty nonsensical and there was a lot of unnecessary crap. The irritating noises, the re-used gimmick scares from their previous game. The shooting. It had some neat design ideas, but not really... At least it is not just a jumpscare fest, but it is definitely awfully annoying and looked pretty easy.

Not much else to say that this sucked, im sorry...

Black Relic By TorpleDook (Boring)

Im sorry, but it was boring, maybe not entirely.

I was the player for this one.

The black relic is a bit campy, gothic cult slaying action. But it does not really make anything threatening for there to be "action". It does have some world building and the campy nature does come off as funny. The enemies who are never a threat, made themselves to be entertaining by being so bad. Aesthetically is also nice from their game in the second collection, since now, they opted for a pixelated filter which hides the cheap polygonal look. I think this one is... barely passable.

Rose of Meat By Mr. Pink (Neat)

Nothing great, but it was a neat experience.

I was the player for this one.

Rose of meat is this surreal game about... I dont really know. Theres stuff here you can interpret but I didnt make the attempt to go so far. I did really like the behaviour of everything, and the dynamic of multi-use weapons. I feel as if Mr. Pink tapped into a bit of gameplay that a lot of shooters is missing.

Anyway, the game looks like a trip and is pretty hard to understand. It is also a bit funny and I think it was pretty alright.

Axis Mundi By Philip Hesselbäck (Alright!)

I was the player for this one.

Cool fatal-frame like "shooter". That even teaches you something. The game generally is not scary, but you can get caught by surprise here or there. I also especially liked the picture book puzzles, kind of reminded me of pokemon snap in a way.

There is not much to the game other than running around and defeating ghosts, each with their own level. But it was not bad and was diversive. I am certain that there is a final puzzle to the book that we could unlock, but it required going out of the museum hub to capture the picture. We never figured out how we would do that so we left it at that.

The House of Unrest By Dan McGrath (Nice!)

I was not the player for this one

A funny, point and click-ish action game about a priest taking down a demon that haunts a house. I loved the style, its quips were funny, the puzzles were a bit hard to figure out. Not so much FIGURING OUT, but rather Finding stuff. Not really scary, but pretty entertaining.

Quality wise, I wouldnt put this above Axis Mundi, but the fun in House of Unrest and its themes is what put this as third best game in the collection.

Uktena 64 By KIRA (Poggers!)

I was the player for this one

This is the most complete feeling game in the list.

I love the attitude for this game, it has some scary moments, ngl. The silence kinda makes it. But it is mostly a very arcady like hunting game. The style, the attitude and even the buildup in levels is great. The gameplay is fine. It has a bunch of secrets and references, and I cant believe they put that all together so fast.

There is a lot of secrets too, I wish I could revisit this game to see if there is more.

It was quite the journey (On heroic difficulty) and is rivaling the Top Spot with the next game.

The Fruit By Christopher Yabsley (GREAT!!!)

I was not the player for this one.

The only reason why I put this game over Uktena 64 is because it has unique horror themes and does them well, has great ideas for a Survival Horror game and ends great.

The rifle mechanic, exploration and spell book is all great, they also combined it with some good immersion with light and physics (Even if its not that particularly amazing). Simply seeing a patrol lit up in the dark approach your building has this tenseness to it (be it ready for action, or an oh shit moment). The story is also nice and has a good journey building up to the ending. It is not as "perfect" as Uktena 64, but it is absolutely refreshing and new.

You see, the best Dread X Collection games to me are the ones that try something new. In style, in mechanics, or in horror. This is why I put the Fruit up there as it did them together mostly well and felt like a proper game should take notes from it.

In conclusion

Dread X Collection: The hunt was... not as diverse as the others. It had a general FPS theme to it and only 7 games with more time to make them. I kinda like the Quantity over quality as some of the developers just nail it with something unique.

What was odd is that, many of these games had a Plant-based theme to them. I dont know exactly what it is but, thats what it had. It was definitely the weirdest running theme amongst the games because The second one had a "Fear of God" or "Lovecraftian" theme, while the third one had a theme surrounding Death despite being cutesy in aesthetic.

This one has themes surrounding roses, and plants and stuff. I cant quite wrap my head around why that is. Nature? Is the theme Nature?!

Oh well. This Dread X Collection imo is not as strong as the Third collection, so far the Second Collection is holding itself up as the best one despite having extreme bads and extreme goods.

#dread x collection #dreadxp #the hunt #dread x collection: the hunt #horror games #horror game #horror #collection games #collection #game review

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rafecameron · 4 years

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The Island Home (JJ Maybank X Reader)

Summery: You go to your best friends second home on an island outside of outer banks with her new boyfriend and his group of friends. Unlucky for you a storm rolls over the island which leaves you terrified, luckily a cute boy is there to make you feel safe and calm.

A/N: Okay I suck at summaries and I also haven’t written anything in about three years so sorry if this is bad! (I also didn’t proof read it so I’m really not helping myself out there...) It also doesn’t actually have that much JJ and reader in it until the end so apologies, but it leaves room for a part 2...right?

Length: 3.3K words

Requested: No, but if anyone has any requests let me know, I’d like to get back into writing more!

You place your bag on your bed next to the items of clothing you decided to take with you, half mad at your best friend for forcing you to go and half glad that she constantly forced you out of your comfort zone. You’d been to Sarah’s families house on the little island across from outer banks a couple times before, but it was always with her whole family, not just with Sarah and some friends. Sarah’s friends that is, you’d hung out with her and her new boyfriend and his group a couple times and for the most part got along with all of them. You still felt a little awkward around them, not because they made you feel that way but just because that was how you were.

Your phone buzzed on the bed beside your bag, a text from Sarah signalling that they were outside waiting for you. You sighed, too late to back out now even if you wanted to. You zipped up your bag and slung it over your shoulder, grabbing your jacket which was hanging on the back of your bedroom door on the way out. You shouted a quick goodbye to your parents but got no reply so you headed out the house and over the the beat up camper van parked at the bottom of your driver. As you approached the side door slid open and Kie smiled at you from behind it.

You dropped your bag onto the floor next to the others and sat down next to Kie as you greeted everyone with a smile. “Beer?” Kie asked, already grabbing one out of her cooler and handing it over to you before you could answer.

You smiled and took it from her, “Thanks.” You reply as you open it up and take a sip.

“I still cant believe your family owns an island…A whole ass island!” Pope shakes his head, looking over at the passenger seat where Sarah was sat.

Sarah turned to look at the boy over her shoulder, “How many times do I have to tell you, we don’t own the island! We just own the house on it.” Sarah rolled her eyes.

“That’s basically the same thing!” Pope argues back, looking over at the others for back up, both of them nodded in agreement.

Sarah just laughed and turned back to look out at the road as they drove to the docks. Sarah had some how not only persuaded her parents to let her and her friends stay on the island on their own, but also to borrow the boat to take them all there. You weren’t sure how she hand managed it and decided not to ask her.

It didn’t take long for you to reach the docks from your house, the boys grabbing all the bags, refusing to let the girls help and telling them to start the boat up for them. You followed Sarah and Kie up onto the boat, sitting on the comfy chairs outside while Sarah went to start up the boat ready for John B to guide them all over to the island.

The boat ride was only short, the island not being too far away from the one you lived on, so close actually that on a nice clear day you could see the outline of the house if you stood on the docks and looked out. The journey was full of beer and the group messing around, play fighting, teasing and joking around. At one point JJ almost fell over board while he was messing around and climbing onto the railings, resulting in a stern telling off from Kie while the rest of you watched and laughed.

You carried your bag up into the house, after having to pull it out of Pope’s hands, insisting it wasn't heavy and you were capable of carrying it yourself. You carried it up the stairs, placing it on the bed in the room which you always use while you were staying here. You could hear the rest of the group running up the stairs, exclaiming at how massive the house was and fighting over the best rooms. You decide to unpack later and leave your bag on the bed and make your way downstairs to Sarah who was in the kitchen mixing drinks with John B.

“Apparently we’re having cocktails.” John B tells you as you walk in, an almost confused look on his face as he watched Sarah mix liquids in a shaker and pour it out into glasses, “Not sure what’s wrong with the beer we brought though.” He adds, scratching his head as Sarah handed him a glass.

“Just try it.” Sarah urged him as she handed a glass to you. You sipped the drink, smirking as John B did the same and pulled a face.

“Is this just juice?” The asks, pulling the glass away from his face to take a better look at it and then putting it to his nose to sniff.

“You just watched me add vodka!” Sarah laughs pouring the rest into the remaining glasses for the others, “It’s supposed to just taste like fruit. Tastes good, gets you drunk. What else could you want?”

John B pondered her question for a moment before shrugging and taking another sip, “I wouldn’t ask for it, but if it gets you drunk then I don’t care.”

Soon everyone else had come down and joined them all in the kitchen, equally as confused and disgusted with the cocktails laid out for them, all preferring to have a can of beer.

“Just shut up and drink them!” Sarah scolded them, “I will hide your beers until they are all gone.” She threatens.

JJ grabs his glass and downs it in one quick gulp, practically slamming his glass back down on the table, “It was great. Can I have a beer now?”

Sarah sighed but grabbed him a can from the fridge, “Fine, Mr. I have no class.”

JJ grinned and popped open the can, taking a sip and letting out a satisfied sigh, “Much better.”

You all gather in the living room, you sit in the window seat looking out and up at the sky which had turned a violet shade of grey, you could see distant lightening making it’s way over outer banks and to the island.

“I thought the storm wasn’t supposed to be for a couple days?” You wonder out loud, watching the first few spots of rain drop onto the window and slide down the glass.

Pope appears behind you, looking out into the darkening sky and shrugs, “Guess it came early, I hope theres not a power outage.”

“We have a generator.” Sarah replies, laying her head down on John B’s lap as she spreads out on the couch.

“Of course you do.” Pope rolls his eyes, sitting on the window seat beside you, “So, what’s the plan?”

“Chill out?” John B suggests, laying his head back on the couch and looking up at the ceiling.

“Boring.” JJ states, standing up from his seat and pacing around.

“We could explore the house?” Kie suggests, looking up at the boy walking around the room.

JJ shakes his head, “Is that the best we can come up with?”

“Well you come up with something then, genius.” John B lifts his head up and gives the blonde boy a glare.

“Fine.” JJ sighs, “First, we need the right atmosphere.” he states, walking over to the speakers and turning it on, requesting Sarah play something good. Once the music is going he heads over to the kitchen, grabbing more beers for everyone and plonking them down on the coffee table, “Now, we drink.” He starts throwing the fresh beers around the room into peoples waiting hands.

“We were kind of doing that already/“ Pope raises his eyebrows as he catches one of the cold cans.

“We drink.” JJ repeated, “And we play a game.”

“What game is this?” You ask, opening the can he had thrown you and placing it on the shelf beside you.

“JJ shrugs, truth or dare? Never have I ever…You know, drinking games.” He states, opening his own can and taking a drink.

“Didn’t realise we would be playing kids games.” Sarah sits up from John B’s lap and swings her feet down onto the floor.

“Do you have a better idea?” JJ retorts with a glare, “It’s not like we have anything else to do, unless you want to go outside in that.” He points his beer can at the window which was now covered in water, rain battering against it loudly.

“I think it will be fun.” You say, sitting up, “I also don’t know any of you that well, it might be a chance to get to know each other better.”

Kie nods her head, “Yeah, I’m in, truth or dare?” She suggests.

JJ grins and hurries to grab an empty bottle from the kitchen, placing it in the middle of the dining table, “C’mon, everyone sit down.”

Everyone grabs their drinks and makes their way to the dining table, sitting out it you place yourself between John B and Kie, placing your can in front of you and your hands on the table, ready to start the game. You had said you wanted to play but now almost regretted it. What you said was right, you didn’t know anyone very well but forgot the part where you would also have to answer questions about yourself. Or do a dare, which you weren't sure you would be comfortable doing.

“Okay,” JJ leans over the table and grabs the bottle, spinning it in the middle of the table. All eyes were on the bottle as the spinning slowed down and stopped to land on JJ, he looked a little defeated, probably already having a good idea for a dare but soon brought back the usual grin to his lips.

“Go on then,” he stands up, “Who’s gonna dare me?”

Everyone looks around the table trying to come up with a suitable dare. You wait and see if anyone will say anything and when they don't you speak up, “I dare you to run down to the sea and back?” You almost ask, shrugging as everyone turns to look at you.

JJ looks out of the window, the rain hitting the panel so hard you were scared it was going to brake through, “Okay.” he nods, putting his drink down on the table, “Oh, and new rule. If who ever is asked the truth or dare doesn’t do what they’re asked they have to drink. If they do it, then the asker has to drink.” He smirks at you.

“How are we gonna know if he actually goes all the way to the sea?” Kie asks with a raised brow.

“A rock.” Sarah answers, “The beach is covered in little rocks, he can bring one back with him.”

“Alright, deal.” JJ smiles, making his way over to the front door, “This one’s too easy.” He adds before disappearing out into the rain.

A couple minutes pass before he returns, bursting through the door quickly and throwing the rock onto the table, “So. Fucking. Cold.” He shivers, wrapping his arms around himself.

Sarah grabs him a blanket and throws it over his shoulders before grabbing the bottle and spinning it herself, this time it landed on John B.

“Truth.” John B decides, looking up at the people around the table.

“Boring!” JJ exclaims, tilting his head back to the ceiling in exasperation.

John B shrugs, “I don’t care, I don’t want to be dared to go out there.” He laughs nodding his head in the direction of the door.

“Okay, out of everyone in this room,” Kie starts, “Who would you trade lives with for a day?”

John B ponders the question for a minute before stating that he would want to be Sarah for a day.

“Why?” She asks, furrowing her brows as she looked over at him.

John B shrugs, “Because | get to see what being a girl is like and could look at you naked without feeling guilty about it.”

Sarah’s face turns red and she slaps him on his shoulder, “That is disgusting!” she shakes her head.

Kie takes a sip from her drink and then grabs the bottle and spins in. The game continues for the next hour or so, everyone getting landed on multiple times until the lights suddenly went out. Everyone groaned and Sarah stood up, grabbing John B up with her to go and sort the generator out. Everyone else retired into the living room, spreading out on the couches and floor, climbing under blankets and cradling their beers in their hands.

The power soon came back on with the generator and the couple joined the rest of them back in the living room and sat with their backs against the couch, a blanket thrown over their knees. The rest of the night was spent talking about everything they could think of from memories to hopes and dreams, family and embarrassing moments. It was nice getting to know everyone better but the later it got the harder you found it to keep yourself up right and stop the yawns escaping your mouth.

“Me too, Y/N.” Kie said through her yawn, “I think I’m gonna call it quits.” you nod in agreement and stand up.

“Yeah same here. I had fun tonight.” You smile at the group, rolling your blanket up into a ball and throwing it onto the seat you just vacated.

“Night girls!” Pope calls as both your and Kie head upstairs to your rooms.

“It was nice getting to know you better.” You smile at Kie as you stop in front of your door.

“Yeah, you too.” Kie agrees, “Sorry I was a bit bitchy before, I get kind of…”

“Territorial?” You suggest, both of you laughing, “Yeah, I noticed. It’s not a bad thing. Night Kie.”

You turn and head into your room, forgetting that you hadn’t unpacked yet. You grab your night clothes out of your bag and throw it onto the floor, telling yourself you will sort it out in the morning but knowing you probably wouldn’t. You quickly got changed into your shorts and tank top and climbed under the covers, pulling them over your head to block out the sound of the on coming storm. You hated thunder storms and was embarrassed to admit the the sound of thunder gave you the scared the crap out of you.

It was around two in the morning when a loud burst of thunder woke you up, it sounded like it was coming from right above your room and you could have sworn you felt the room shake. You bury your head under the overs as lightening lights up the room shortly followed by another roll of loud grumbling. You close your eyes tight and count the seconds between the different bursts, it was roughly four seconds, not long enough for your liking.

The sound of the rain on your window was loud and angry, the sound of the storm sending a shiver down your spine making you feel colder than ever. Even wrapping the covers tighter around you didn’t help to warm you up. You sigh, not wanting to get out of bed with the storm raging but also knowing you needed another blanket and a glass of water, your throat was dry as a desert thanks to all the beer you had been drinking hours earlier.

You slowly climb out of bed as another crack of lightening makes you jump, you squeeze your eyes shut until its over and then hurry to your door, deciding to run down the stairs, grab what you need and then run back up, the less time you spent out of bed the better.

You grab a glass of water first, placing it on the kitchen counter ready to grab on your way back up. You head into the living room, grabbing the first blanket you could see, turning around ready to run back upstairs to the safety of your bed.

A bang of thunder makes you jump, letting out a surprised gasp and gripping the blanket closer to your chest.

“Scared?” A voice asks from the dark, causing you to let out a squeal and whip round to see who was down here.

“Sorry!” the voice apologised, “I didn’t mean to make you jump.”

You recognised the voice and once your eyes got used to the dark room you could just make out the figure of JJ sat on one of the couches with a blanket around his knees. “JJ,” You place a hand over your heart which was racing like crazy, half from the storm and half from the boy in front of you scaring the life out of you, “What are you doing down here?”

JJ doesn’t answer for a couple seconds before you hear a slight sigh, “I couldn’t sleep, figured I may as well sit down here instead of rolling round in bed. Watch the storm.”

“Why would anyone want to do that?” You ask, shivering as the room lit up bright with lightening shortly followed by more growling from the angry clouds.

“Scared?” The boy repeats his question from earlier.

You bite your lower lip, trying to decide if you should admit the truth or just shrug it off and say you didn’t mind it. Whatever you decide didn’t matter as the boy didn’t give you any longer to answer.

“C’mere,” he beckons you over with his hand, you furrow your brows and hesitate, “C’mon, I don’t bite.” The boy laughs.

You sigh and walk over to him, crawling onto the couch beside him as he wrapped the blanket over you and placed his arm around your shoulders.

“It’s okay, it’s only a little storm.” He says, stroking your shoulder lightly.

“What are you doing?” You ask, still tense beside him as you looked at the blonde next to you, just able to make out the side of his head.

“Uh…Comforting you?” He asks, turning to look at you in the dark.

“No, I know, I just…Why? I didn’t even think you liked me that much.” You laugh softly.

JJ shrugs, “Of course I like you. And I don’t like seeing people scared, even if it is only over a silly little storm.” He teases, bumping you with his shoulder.

You roll your eyes, “I just don’t like them,” You shrug, “Don’t really know why, they’ve just always freaked me out since I was a kid.” You admit, not really knowing why you were telling him but also not minding if he knew this about you.

JJ pulls you closer to him, pushing your head down onto his shoulder, “It’s okay, I won’t let the creepy storm get you.” He teases.

Usually you'd be embarrassed and angry at someone joking about your fears but somehow you knew JJ only meant to tease you, probably to take your mind off of the storm raging above you. Although you still felt scared by the storm, you were amazed at how comfortable and safe you felt in JJ’s arms, especially as you still didn’t know the boy that well.

“This is nice,” You admit, nuzzling your head into his shoulder, feeling his head come to rest on top of yours, “Who knew you could be so sweet.” You teased.

You felt him smile against the top of your head, “Don’t you go telling anyone. A boys got to keep up appearances.” He jokes, you feel a soft kiss against your hair, “And this side doesn’t come out for everyone… Try and get some sleep.”

You smile and curl up against the boy, slowly sliding your arms around his waist, the storm long forgotten as your ears were filled with the sound of the boys heartbeat and quiet shushing as he stroked your hair. You could definitely get used to falling asleep in his arms, maybe next time you’ll tell him you're scared of the dark too.

Part 2

#jj maybank x reader #jj maybank fic #obx fic #outer banks #jj maybank #outer banks fic #my writing #idk what else to tag so that will do...

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90sclub · 4 years

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7 Days Of Fright - Blood Splatter

Pairing: Lee Heesung x gender neutral! Reader

Description: y/n is dragged to a haunted asylum by heesung.

Genre: Horror

Word count: ??? it’s a lot

Warning: Possession, Scary scenes, Fluff at the end i guess . suspense , plot twist , blood

Author’s note: nothing to be said

“I dare you guys to go there”

You and a few of your friends stood in front of one of the most haunted places in the country, Gonjiam Asylum. It was very creepy especially since it was nearly 12 am. You guys had to come during the night because it’s restricted to go here.

And there would’ve been someone guarding it. You looked at your friend who was beside you. “Uh... heesung i don’t think this is a good idea” You spoke looking very worried at your friend who was also the person who dragged you here.

“why not, are you scared?” he asked

“Of course...not” you murmured looking away from him and walked towards your friend group. They were busting chatting away as if there wasn’t a abandoned asylum in front of them. One of them turned to you and looked at you.

“ Are you going to go inside?”

It suddenly got silent and all eyes were on you. Panicking you shouted a yes. Which was a HUGE mistake. The others looked pleased with your respond for some reason.

To be honest, they weren’t actually your friends but you counted them as such since they were friends with heesung. He was the only friend you had so you didn’t want to feel left out.

“ Then what are we waiting for y/n, let’s go” shouted your friend. He yet again, dragged you inside the place. It was very spooky especially at night. You didn’t know why it was a good idea

The others were following behind. They look scared and didn’t seem to know how to hide it. As you and heesung were walking, you kept hearing weird noises and seeing shadow figures pass by a flash every thing you passed a empty corridor or room.

As you guys continued to explore the place, everyone except you loosened abit. They started to act less scared and had a good idea of splitting up into smaller groups inside of being together.

“Who thought it was a good idea to split up, that’s how bad things happen... especially in horror movies” you gulped. Heesung kept quiet as he looked around. It was awkward since he wasn’t talking to you the whole time. He seemed so focused at the surroundings he didn’t pay attention to you.

He was acting as if he wasn’t scared at all. Maybe he’s probably good at hiding it. But for you... what gave it all away to him was that your hands were trembling as you held the flashlight.

Heesung looked at you with a worried look. You shared the same look for some reason. He sneakily held your hand, squeezing it to try to relieve your nerves. You guys continued to walk until he stopped next to a opened door.

“What is it?” you asked.

He said nothing again and went inside the room, closing the door. You looked at him with question. After a few seconds, there was footsteps followed by chattering. It was the voice of 2 of heesung’s friends.

“You heard that scream right?

“ Yeah i did, what do you think it was ?”

“ Maybe it was a ghost”

“Pfft... As if gh-”

The person who was talking didn’t even finish the sentence. It was just silent now. ‘what happened?’ you thought. Looking at heesung, you tried to speak but he silenced you with his finger.

“Shhh...”

The air was starting to get tense. You tried to calm down but in the inside you were freaking out. Heesung got closer to you and held your hand again.

“what is it?” you whispered.

“I think there’s something outside the door.”

Once he said that, your face turned pale. ‘What does he mean by that?’ you thought. After a few minutes of standing in plain silence, he went towards the old door and pushed his ear against it. As he continued to listen to nothing, you began to look around the room.

It was quite big and there was things scattered on the floor. It looked like a medical room, since there was a table with straps and tons on things on the shelf. You continued to wonder the room, carley examining everything.

BANG!

The door heesung was up against began to shake. You jumped at the sudden sound looking towards the door. Heesung signaled you to move backwards. Without thinking, you obeyed him, not knowing what will come out the shaking door.

...

It suddenly stopped. You were against the windows, shaking. The door shined against the soft moonlight that came through the windows. You decided to hold heesung’s hand, trying to get the soft squeeze he gave you before.

Seeing what you tried to hint at him, he gave you the squeeze you slowly grew to love. Even though, it was the second time he did it. His ears were turning red and time passed by that he held your hand.

BURST!

The door flew open, small wood frames flying through the air. Some of them hit your forearm. You hissed in pain and you held your arm. Heesung leaped in front of you protectively.

You looked towards the door and saw that it was one of his friends. But his eyes, they were pitch black. You weren’t that religious but you were sure it meant that he was possessed by a entity.

“Heesung!” Yelled the possessed boy.

“Come back with me...Your father needs you!”

Anyone could literally choke on how thick the atmosphere was. You were trying to think what the demon boy meant, but was interrupted by heesung.

“I already told him i’m not going to go back with him, why does he keep insisting”

Never in your life, have you heard your beloved friend yell at anyone. You were still left hanging since you had no idea what they were talking about.

“y/n...” Heesung looked at you softly, the complete opposite of what he was a second ago.

“Go back home”

“What! why?” you asked him.

“ Ah... i see what’s going on”

You looked at were the voice came from. The “friend” smirked and laughed. Heesung looked at you, his face filled with guilt and worry.

“Why don’t you explain yourself to y/n...she deserved to know who you really are” a smirk plastered on his face again.

“know what?” you questioned while looking at heesung.

Your vision became blurry and soon turned into blackness, and what seems forever, you open your eyes again. You were terrified as you just seen your life flashed before your eyes. There was another person behind the wall next to the door, hidden in plain sight that you didn’t even notice. It leaped at you making your body slide against the wall behind you

“NO! let them go!” heesung yelled, his voice changing into something more sinister than his usual soft voice.

You can feel as if your skin is burning hot but you’re too scared to open your eyes. The body that’s on top on you begins to fall to your side. And to the result, you see heesung covered blood that’s splattered on his face and shirt.

The pain continues to grow and you yell in agony. Heesung kneels down towards you and caresses your face. He smiled and takes your hand, making you sit against the wall.

It was quiet. After everything that went on you didn’t expect there to be silence. You look behind him and noticed that the possessed friend of his is laying down on the ground. Motionless and blood pooling around him.

“What happened when i blacked out?”

“ I took care of the person who tried to hurt you, y/n” he smiled lightly.

“But...but he was just possessed and-“ you mumbled.

He shushed you again. He stood up and lend you his hand so you can stand up. He pulled you into a tight hug, pushing your head towards his chest. You weren’t happy let’s just say. He smelled like blood, and now you probably do too. The blood that he had on was now left stains on your shirt.

“Come on let’s go...” he began to walk towards the corridor. You looked around the room seeing that the body that was on you before is also in a pool of blood.

“Heesung i’m not gonna go with you until you tell me what happened... and what you are?”

He paced around the room, pushing his hair back. He sighed, and tried to think if he should be honest or come up with a lie.

“I tried to protect myself from my possessed friend and he fell onto a piece of broken glass that was on the floor. And for the other guy... I don’t know he just fell to the ground.”

You looked at him with intensity, trying to see if he’s lying or not. You didn’t want to argue as to want happened, so you took his word.

“Okay... i believe you Heesung”

He smiled and you smiled back. You were extremely tired and it was a long night. You took your phone out of your pocket and checked the time. It was currently 3:58am, meaning that you spent nearly 4 hours at this hectic place.

“Come on y/n let’s go”

He took your hand and led you towards the corridor and after awhile you guys found the exit. It was a cold night and the moon light shined through the trees seeping onto your skin

Heesung and you continue to walk towards gate that surrounded the perimeter of the asylum and jumped it. Leaving behind everything that happened recently and went to the nearest place.

‘i wonder what happened to the others?’ you thought.

The friends that you came with inside the abandoned building were left on the floor, blood pooling their motionless bodies. A man stood with pride lurking over the bodies.

“Find my son and make sure he comes back this time, HE CANT KEEP RUNNING AWAY FROM ME. I wouldn’t let him, even if that means that i have to kill everyone that crossed paths with him. Understood!” the man yelled at the others that stood near the door.

“Yes sir! and with that the 2 men that once stood with the mysterious man are now out the door.

He chuckled and laughed as the moon shined on his face.

If only Heesung and y/n knew what’s going to come.

author’s note: This is my very first looooong fanfic i ever wrote and i’m proud... even thought i don’t write a lot but it’s mostly because i am insecure about it 🙈 i was very excited about writing this and yeahhh :)) i have no idea how much i wrote it’s a lot...ok i’ll stop so hopefully you liked it and please continue to support me

~ peace and love elle 🪐

#7daysoffright #enhypen imagines #enhypen masterlist #heesung #lee heeseung #enhypen fluff #spooky #enhypenwriters

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dangan-meme-palace · 4 years

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PokeV3 AU – Boys!

Rantaro

Flying Type

His theme is loosely based on travel.

He got delibird because he canonly likes to bring back souvenirs. Mantyke was his first pokemon and hes been using it to travel around on the water. The rest he got just by traveling to different parts of the world.

Rantaro is a traveler for sure, but when he finally settles down I imagine he would become a pokemon breeder and he studies for that while traveling.

His family is different than canon so heres some info on them too:

His dad is like a green haired Saxton Hale. Used to adventure a lot but then settled and became a business man, and a surprisingly good one at that. He owns the poke center chain and a certain mansion where he let's people visit and battle the staff for fun. Absolutely loves the fact that his son is adventurous like he was and will pay for whatever he needs. Not worried about Rantaro because he turned out all right, so why wouldn't his son? Adventure runs in his veins haha! He's just a happy go lucky guy that really loves his kids and supports them.

His mom is VERY worried about Rantaro in stark contrast to her husband, and gets mad that her husband is so carefree about their own child. She waits impatiently for the day Rantaro finally settles down so she doesn't have to worry anymore. Very doting and cute!

His sisters arent lost, they're the poke center nurses!

Ryoma

Fighting Type

His theme is competition and teamwork!

Ryoma used to be one of the youngest people in the elite four until his pokemon got stolen by the antagonist team. He barely made it out alive, but lost his pokemon and hasn't been the same since.

Would only adventure if someone gave him hope that he could find them again. The adventure ends when he finds them all because he'll want to go back home and settle down now that he's finally got them back.

He wouldn't necessarily get back into the elite four after finding them because he's just not as enthusiastic as he used to be about fighting, but he would probably become someone that gives advice to young trainers around his town.

He used to be super famous when he was in the elite four, and everyone knew him for his competitive spirit and his good sportsmanship. Lots of people still remember him and wonder what happened to make him quit so suddenly.

While he's still missing his pokemon he would hate it when people would be like "omg weren't you in the elite four?!?!" but when he gets them back he just kinda cracks half a smile and chuckles, not really answering but also not saying no.

Korekiyo

Ghost Type

His theme is ancient culture to absolutely no one's surprise.

Frosslass was given to him by his sister. He found golett, yamask, and duskull in different archeological digs that he visited. Banette and misdreavus just took a liking to him, so they joined up with him. He's surprisingly really good with ghosts types? They just like him for some reason...

Korekiyo is an anthropologist like in canon.

His sister is alive but she's really frail after her health took a dramatic turn and has to stay home instead of exploring like she used to. She was super into ice type pokemon, but cant go catch them because her body can't handle the weather anymore.

Kork wants to show his sister the world she cant go out and see anymore and so he travels and brings back souvenirs and pictures for her. She's a little sad she can't go with him, but tries to keep her spirits up despite not being able to fulfill her dream and supports her little brother's dream instead. She's still getting used to the thought of not being able to adventure like she used to.

She was a kinda famous ice type trainer that was about to make it big before her health started failing.

Her health problem is hereditary and her mother died from it when Korekiyo was born because her body couldnt handle the illness and giving birth to Korekiyo at the same time. She won't die as long as she's careful, which includes not going into cold areas and not engaging in strenuous activity. Only the girls in the family get it, and no one really knows what it is.

They dont know where their dad went, but he left after their mother died because he couldn't stand the grief.

Gonta

Bug Type

Fun bug fact: he somehow managed to accidentally catch all the bug types people that freak people out (spider, centipede, wasp/bee hybrid, bugs with pinschers, the parasite one, etc). People have run away from battles with him before and he feels bad about it but cant figure out why they ran.

Gonta doesn't really battle so much as he goes looking for new bug type pokemon. Really enthusiastic about bug types and helps his professor by giving him all the field notes he writes.

Oddly doesn't seem to have any parents? The professor has basically adopted him at this point and they don't talk about it.

Kaito

Dragon Type

His theme is any pokemon he thinks is cool.

Kaito wants to be the champion and if he calls someone his sidekick it means he wants to have them be in his elite four.

He has a penchant for doing things he thinks other people would find cool. Probably has a fucking cape and sunglasses. Wants what Leon has so fucking badly but ends up looking like an egomaniac and a try hard on accident. Totally lies about his adventures to try and look cooler to people, but little does he know that no one ever believes him.

Hasn't actually traveled much despite what he may tell you, but you could get him to tag along as long as there are no ghost types involved. He's scared of them.

Hates cold weather.

Kokichi

Ghost Type

His theme was childish looking pokemon, but then they evolved so it's mischievous pokemon with cool and spooky lore

If the dex entry mentions anything about children, odds are he's caught it already. He's a magnet to those types of ghost pokemon for some reason.

The way he caught his drifloon was cuz it thought he was a little kid and tried to steal him lmao

Kokichi "haunts" (read: terrorizes the townsfolk of) whatever place he's at until he gets bored, then he goes to a new place and starts again. He's another one that oddly doesn't seem to have parents.

He gets excited by adventure and challenges, but I dont think he would leave his country unless he had people he really cares about ask him to go with them, and he'd only go because he doesn't want them to leave him. He'd eventually come around to the idea of traveling and really enjoy it, you just have to give him some time to adjust.

Kokichi in this AU gets really attached to places/things/people that leave an impression on him and doesn't wanna let them go kinda like how ghosts possess places and things and dont want to leave until they get exorcised or find closure. Luckily for Kokichi he "definitely doesn't" let himself get attached to things anymore. I wonder why...?

His tragic backstory is that he's always had an affinity to ghost types and that freaked everyone out so they basically cast him out when he was younger and he's lowkey traumatized by it. Was kinda raised by ghost types in an abandoned, haunted mansion after that because they liked him a lot. Raised in that place but eventually forced to leave because it was so decrepit that it finally collapsed.

Once he meets someone he likes who actually likes him too, he sticks to them like glue and doesn't let go. So much for not getting attached.

Scared of bug types.

Likes Falinks and Pawniard even though they're not ghost types.

Kiibo

Electric/Steel Types

Kiibo is human in this AU. He's a technology enthusiast and a huge fan of Miu's work.

Knows a lot about pokemon like Shuichi and would absolutely geek out with him, but his interest is mostly directed towards steel and electric pokemon rather than all of them, unlike Shuichi's interest in ALL pokemon.

Heir to his father's tech company and that's how he met Miu; she works for his dad. They're really good friends and have been for years.

Magearna has been passed down through his family.

Shuichi

Psychic Type

Shuichi is a pokemon fanatic and is probably in a pokemon fan club.

Studies all day about everything from type matchups to berries but gets overwhelmed and forgets everything he's learned until he really gets into the battle.

Not bad at battling when he's not overwhelmed.

He's good to have around because he's basically a walking wiki page.

He has a knack for finding pokemon and his life goal is probably to try and discover new species or types of pokemon.

His uncle is a detective and he still lives with him like in canon. He's tracks down lost pokemon more than anything though because those are the only cases he really enjoys working on. I imagine he would be like a lost pet/pokemon detective when he's older because that's his specialty.

Solved a big case involving the antagonist team when he was younger and wears a hat to hide his face so they don't recognize him and try to get revenge. Really, really hopes that it will eventually blow over.

He would be nervous about traveling very far, but looking on the bright side of things he gets a change in pace, some new experiences, a chance to avoid the antagonist team, and new friends. He would accept for those reasons, but he would only go with someone he trusts.

#PokeV3 AU #i changed the lore while writing this so im sorry if its not cohesive. i iust keep coming up with better ideas

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7wanderingpaws · 3 years

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⭐️ I’m curious about about a “directors cut” for Let’s Have Some Gentle Fun and Captain Bucheon as well.

Jamie, not gonna lie but if I had to guess what youd be asking about, I would say these two! I feel like I owe you with the "Lets have some gentle fun" one shot since it was for you ㅠㅠ (this will be long, sorry)

Directors cut for: Lets Have Some Gentle Fun

(Can I just say I want to explore Jiyongs character in this one? lol totally unrelated but still... "Dragon" and his own adventures haha)

Baekhyun smiled at you kindly, his eyes following your movements the entire time despite having a beautiful chick sitting on his thighs. Gulp. Those thighs.

“Thank you,” he made sure to say, when you stood up to your full length. Shooting him a very pressed, almost painful smile, you nodded once, accidentally meeting his gaze that you thought was not on you any longer.

You were wrong. But were you wrong as well when you always felt electricity curse down your veins whenever you would look at each other? Was the attraction just from your side? Why was he so hard to approach yet so easy to talk to once you actually managed to spike up a conversation?

Right. Your friends always snatched him away. While he was the center of the circle, you were the edge; the misunderstood one yet always invited. Doing chatty-chats with the famous ones in the circle of your friends seemed to be hard because if they didn’t really vibe with you, they’d made sure you could feel it. Baekhyun not once did, yet his apologetic smiles whenever someone wanted to talk to him when he was about to start a conversation with you, hurt more than any of your other friends’ attitude.

Reciprocating his stare a little longer, you finally turned, thinking he would be paying attention to the pretty lady on his lap. Yet again, you were wrong. He was looking even when you were far gone and back to the bar to continue your shift.

Okay, stop here. This right here screams interest and Baekhyuns badly hidden attraction towards OC. He had been doing that in other scenes where he stares at her and says words that clearly mean his interest, but there is something holding him back which is his girlfriend; the one sitting on his lap, the one who will appear at the end of the storyline. Meanwhile, OC isnt as focused on his girlfriend, as she is on the reality of everyone stealing him away from her. Baekhyun can only offer apologetic smiles - why is that? OC can only interpret that as his disinterest; he isnt much different than the others. Baekhyun is being very vague again in the next scene:

“You have a man here?”

Both of you were quiet now. He was staring into your eyes, something so hard for you to decipher flashing in those deep orbs. His eyes seemed almost black, swallowing up every light that dared to enter including you.

“It’s what you all think about me, isn’t it?” you mumbled quietly. “That I bring men home, that I’m the quiet before the storm. I know that’s what you all say behind my back. I’m just living up to your knowledge.”

Baekhyun’s face became unreadable. His features evened out. “Way to ruin the mood.”

You laughed. “Whatever mood you’re talking about-“

Baekhyun made OC believe there was something happening between them in that moment. He is always unconsciously flirting with her, making baby steps to get to know OC better; it felt like he put the blame on her when in reality, he is the taken man and he is the one never offering more. And he had the audacity to act hurt at the idea of her having someone there?

He stepped closer, silencing you right away. “I know people are judgemental fucks but I would have always said otherwise about you.”

“Meaning?”

He gave you a lopsided smirk, not reaching his eyes. “I can hardly judge you when I know so little about you. I never believe those rumors and you shouldn’t give a damn either. If anything, you’re the most intriguing among our friends.”

He couldn’t tell, but breath hitched in your throat from the way his eyes were drinking you up, their intensity burning every sane thought you could produce. “Then why do you always yield to those friends? We had many chances to talk. But it wasn’t me who always turned around at the last moment.”

The tension was almost palpable when you were looking up at him.

He didn’t reply and you realized the headache you were gifted with today. Sighing tiredly, you smiled up. “Whatever. Don’t answer that. Go. I bet your girlfriend is waiting.” When he didn’t move, you snorted a laugh. “Why are you even baking at this hour? You’ll be late to work.”

Poor OC. Baekhyun was darn lucky she decided to speak up and not let him answer. He wouldnt be able to offer anything she would want to hear in that moment. I really liked these scenes because they set the diversity of Baekhyuns character, they set up the confusion, and at the same time they are enhancing OCs struggle with her crush towards him. She knows she cant have him, and she also thinks Baekyhun is just like her other friends, while she has no clue the man is attracted to her. Just for the funsies - we dont know whether he actually meant it, or whether he just wanted his desire to be satiated by her as a one night stand. I still love this plotline so much! And I think it is the most realistic kind of crush - from OCs side and from Baekhyuns side.

Directors cut: Captain Bucheon

“Then why would you do it if you don’t want to do it?” he asked, genuinely confused.

“Because I’m in the student council,” you replied almost in a whine. “They asked me and I couldn’t say no!” You threw your arms around, making it sound like a big deal. And for you, it was a big deal. You didn’t like how you were easily pushed around.

Baekhyun nodded, a small smile stretching his lips when he saw your comprehension. Sweet university life. “You must be very liked by everyone.”

You froze at that. That wasn’t true. How would you tell your ex the reason everyone was all over you was because you had huge tits and you were friends with Chul? “It’s not like that…”

Baekhyun nodded, noting your discomfort but deciding against questioning it. He didn’t think he was anywhere near the position to stick his nose into your business. For all he knew, he’d scare you away like that time in the bar but, frankly, he didn’t even utter a single word that night to give you a reason for your abrupt fleeing.

“So you run here often, huh,” he heard you say and then saw you shuffling your feet, the small stones of the track field rustling under them.

So much is happening here I want to CRY! The first question Baekyhun asked is something he would definitely ask her if they were dating. He cares about her so much, he needs to ask for her reasons. Yet, Captain Byun isnt the type to be too nosy; from Burn Your Bridges we saw he was a passionate lover but very mature and responsible which also shows in the part where he didnt question her about her discomfort when he sensed it. But he still cares too much. These scenes prove how tables turned; Lee Nari is the one who is harder to reach now, while Baekhyun seems to be losing his mind a little with having the young girl back in his life. It shows in this scene:

Baekhyun was fast. Before you realized the warmth of his hand leaving yours, you heard a loud snap, his fist landing with the dude’s face. You squealed, covering your mouth in shock and just like that, Baekhyun had professionally put the lad down, having both his arms locked behind his back. It vastly made you remember when he did a similar move with your brother in his office at the police station, and chills ran down your spine.

Right. Baekhyun first arrested you, and then your brother who was still in jail until now. Baekhyun lied to you to get closer to you. Right. Right, right, right.

“Don’t ever even imagine her in your filthy mind,” Baekhyun’s voice thundered through the space.

Baekhyun lost it. And this is also a huge trigger for the OC. If you read the story, you would learn that Baekhyun would never pull this move on just a random person he needs to protect as a cop. But we are talking about Lee Nari and he would sure as hell manhandle anyone who dared to talk about her badly. Even her brother.

Your palm landed on his cheek and Baekhyun’s face snapped to his right side. “I hate you!” You shouted shakily, more tears spilling down your cheeks, the snot out of your nose. You were a mess. “I hate everything you put me through, Byun Baekhyun! You lied to me! Why did you lie to me?! I loved you!” You shouted again, and squeezed your eyes shut.

(...)

Your palms were still, pressing against his sturdy chest but you couldn’t make him move anymore. You were crying now, your voice shaking and your eyes still squeezed shut. “What did I do to deserve this… when all I did was love you honestly, purely,” you wailed, your voice sounding almost like a wolf’s howl in the empty streets of the campus. “I was just seventeen…”

Baekhyun was quiet the whole time, emotions of guilt eating him away just like they had been for the past year. His own heart was in pain and he knew how hurt you were but seeing you like this made his heart split into two. You were a complete, utter mess.

Even I felt heartbroken as I wrote that, angst at its best!! Baekhyun could finally witness just how damaged the girl is. Nari needed this. Thank God Baekhyun provided her the chance to finally speak up. I just loved the slap that she gave him, I loved how passionate and aggressive she was - with all his previous kindness, she finally erupted like a volcano. I love how she became so tired of her emotions, so tired of hating on Baekhyun that eventually led her to be in his arms. That last sentence is just as heart-breaking; your lover realizing just how much they ruined you but they still hold you in their arms. Its a little ironic, isnt it? The delicious pain of enemies/lovers trope <3 God I love them!!

- ASK ME: Fanfic Writers: Directos Cut

#ask game #fic: LHSGF #fic: CB

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aspecpplarebeautiful · 3 years

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(tw mentions of trauma, no details of it)hi i need help i think or at least info dump if u dont mind :(

currently i identify as pan/biromantic because i love everybody (leaving sexuality out for now bc i think thats a bit more complicated) but recently i started doubting. i dont know if its bc im traumatized and i just have a hard time getting close to people enough to feel love or if i just dont do it at all? recently some1 im in a qpr has confessed their (romantic?) love for me and i loved them the best i could but i dont think it was enough. idk if it was a love language thing or if im not capable of showing the love they were talking about. i dont think i romantically like them (thats a whole other issue) but like what if i dont actually feel romantic love at all? i love my friends and i believe in platonic love and sometimes the line is blurred (like qprs). for example i have one friend who i really like (platonic?) and for me it is sometimes blurred but idk if its just a deep platonic relationship (qpr???) or if its a romantic type but i am just too scared to think that im romantic to him bc hes my friend and i dont want to ruin what we have. bc dont friends still hold hands and stuff :( i think abt stuff like kissing but im also scared of intimacy (trauma tingz) or maybe thats an aro thing??

i want to love romantically i think but like what if it isnt what i think it is? i realized im not sure what that feels or looks like anymore all i know is what ive seen in the movies--aromantic people are not broken!!!!! i truly believe that :) - but i feel broken?? like theres something wrong with me and i cant feel the same love like others. i dont understand whats happening or why im feeling this is :( maybe im on the aro spectrum? or maybe this is something to work out w a professional? im just so confused

any help or thoughts is greatly appreciated 🥺🥺

please take ur time w this ask!! i know its kind of,, a lot i kinda info dumped on u :( im so confused about myself

So let’s break this apart a bit.

First of all a lot of people have trouble distinguishing what is romance or not, or romantic attraction or not. And it’s really hard to define and explain, even by people who know they’re experiencing it. And for some people the lines are blurred or they genuinely can’t tell at all. So it’s hard in general, even without trauma making it difficult.

If you’re interested, the faq for this blog goes into some detail about distinguishing romantic/platonic/alterous attraction. So that may be helpful for you. But honestly my biggest advice is to just check out aro forums/blogs/media etc and seeing if it’s relatable and taking your time, sometimes it needs to time to marinate before you can really tell you’re not experiencing an attraction, and don’t put too much pressure on yourself.

For the trauma, it can be really hard to separate out what’s trauma and what’s just how you’d have been anyways. And honestly, you don’t actually have to and that may be helpful. One way I like to look at it is if you match an experience or find a label useful, does it matter if there’s a cause? Also there’s always a cause, just is it the trauma specifically or some unique interaction of genes and other experiences that lead you to be this way? And the other thing if trauma is a factor could things change down the road? And the answer is maybe. But maybe someone else has a fluid orientation and it changes for them later too, it doesn’t make it less valid in the moment.

So yeah maybe the reason you think you could be aro and you’re having trouble connecting to romantic feelings/attraction is trauma. But it doesn’t mean if you think aro woud be a useful label for you that you can’t use it. And it doesn’t mean you can’t keep healing and exploring either, but it’s up to you to decide what feels right.

Remember that there is a different between feeling broken and being broken. And a lot of people when they’re first realising they could be aro feel broken, and it’s something a lot of people go through. It’s OK to have those feelings early on, but try and remember they’re feelings, and that doesn’t make them fact. Also one thing a lot of people have found have helped with those feelings is connecting to other aros and the aro community, and seeing aros who are cool people or happy or good with their identity can help a lot to feel less broken, and even if you decide you’re not aro in the end this can still be helpful and help take the pressure off when figuring out your label. That you can find happiness either way.

I can’t tell you how you should handle the situation with your qpp, except to say don’t be afraid to take the path that feels right for you. We live in a culture that really teaches a one way to happiness and to dealing with these situations, but there isn’t actually a wrong choice here, if you should try a romantic relationship or not. And honestly there’s risks either way, so it’s best to let your own feelings guide you. Sometimes we may make the wrong choice out of fear as well (and either choice could be that), but if that happens the important thing is you learn and you’re more ready next time a similar situation comes up.

Should you get help from a professional? You absolutely can, and some people do find that helpful. Make sure you find a therapist who is open minded about aromanticism and aro identities and won’t push you towards allonormativity. And remember you can switch therapists or fire a therapist at any time if they’re doing that. Identity is really complicated and personal too though, so I wouldn’t say it’s necessary, but they may be able to help you navigate the trauma side of it better. But it’s up to you what path you think is best for you.

This is a lot of text, but to sum up, take your time and explore, and slowly things should start to make more sense, but don’t rush it. And try not to panic or be afraid of whatever identity ends up feeling right for you in the end.

All the best and good luck!

#Anonymous #trauma cw

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imaginedeux · 4 years

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Sixth Sense

Run, we need to get a way!

Guys run!

This isnt good, we need to get out of here and now!

LEAVE THEM ALONE!

Exploring places was something you had done since you were young, being the youngest and the only girl in your group of cousins, you wanted to show them you werent scared to explore abandoned places, or even haunted places. Your old home town was founded as an army base during the civil war and saw blood shed for the first give or take 100 years of its existence, which caused the places you and your cousins to explore to be haunted. Fast forward to present day, you no longer live in your hometown, but live in Santa Monica, California with a mundane job to pay for the overly expensive loft you were renting. You also had a small youtube channel, nothing too big, it was more of a way to record your adventures in California and a way for your parents to make sure you were okay. That is until you bumped into a very popular social media duo while they were trying to sneak into a ‘haunted’ location near where you lived. The warning you gave them, followed by a video by the duo a week later, caused them to contact you and to see if you wanted to join them for haunted location.

That was over a year ago, and now you regularly join them and TFIL for ‘haunted’ overnights. A majority of which were legit, you could feel the presence of spirits before you stepped foot on the property, while others were just people being a-holes and scaring you guys off. Thats one of the reasons why you joined the duo and TFIL for those adventures, you were able to sense a spirit near by, and were able to warn them when they went too far. This has been something you’ve been able to do since you were a kid, and wasnt an unfamiliar feeling either. That is, until Colby told you that he and Sam wanted you to join them for a haunted overnight in London, with Cory and Jake in tow as well.

With your luggage in tow and your new passport in hand, you and the guys were off to London for Sam and Colby’s new series. What they didnt tell you was, there were two locations you would be visiting, possible a third, but two for sure. The first location did a number on you and the group, the experts told you the stories associated with the room Sam and Colby and with the floor the five of you were staying on. Everything that went on during the night, and after the group went to their rooms for the night, shook the group, you especially. You weren’t one to have nightmares much less ones you could remember after waking up, but the dream you had stayed with you as you traveled to the second location.

“Hey, you okay (Y/N)? You look like you’ve been in a trance since we left the hotel.” Corey, who was sitting next to you in the backseat asked you as you looked down at your hands.

“Just thinking about what happened last night.” You murmured, your nightmare coming back to mind. “I didn’t want to freak you guys out while we were checking out, but I had a really intense nightmare that included all of us.”

“Nightmare? I thought you said you didnt have them?” Colby asked, looking at you through the rear view mirror, his eyes shifting from you to the road.

“Thats the thing I dont. I havent had one since I was a kid. It was after you came knocking at my door asking if I had called you guys, or even asking if I had left a voice mail. I fell asleep for an hour and I woke up from what felt like a never ending nightmare, I wasnt going to let myself go back to sleep so I sketched out what was happening in my dream. The only thing I could draw was the church, and its surroundings.” You explained grabbing your bag taking out a notebook you carried around with you, flipping it to the page where you drew the church. “The thing that stuck out the most was the graveyard that surrounded it, and the forest.”

~~~

“Hey (Y/N), didnt you say you had a nightmare about a church?” Jake asked from your right, shaking you awake from your short slumber.

“Y-Yeah, what about it?” You yawned, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, looking straight out the windshield. Both Sam and Colby were looking out to the left of the car, their camera recording on the dash straight at you.

“And that the church was surrounded by a graveyard?” Sam said this time, from his seat in the passenger side.

“Yeah, what of...” You started before you looked out the window to your left. “No, there’s no fucking way.”

“(Y/N) did you know what church we were going to today?” Colby asked, turning to look at you face to face. “Because that’s exactly the church you drew.”

“NO! You guys wouldn’t even tell us the name of the church! How was is supposed to know THIS was the church we were going to!?” You questioned the blue eyed brunette in the driver seat.

“I dont like this you guys.” Corey said from your left. “(Y/N) had a nightmare, a NIGHTMARE, about this place. And she apparently doesn’t even have nightmares, and she has one about this place, A PLACE SHE’S NEVER EVEN SEEN BEFORE!”

“Guys, off camera (Y/N) told us she had a nightmare, note she hasn’t had a nightmare since she was a kid, about us at a church surrounded by a graveyard last night after the phone call. She also said she drew out the church, a way to keep her awake until we had to check out this morning.” Sam explained to the viewers what was going on. “And this is what she drew, without knowing what church we were going to.” Sam grabbed the notebook from you and showed it to the camera.

“Which is the exact church we’re staying in tonight.”

~~~

“Okay, this is getting freaky. (Y/N), has called everything thats happened so far, from the crows, to the teeth on the graves. I dont think staying here is a good idea guys.” Jake said as the sun started to set over the woods at the back end of the church, giving the group less light to see over the graveyard. “She even called the fucking tombs in the church!”

“Come on Jake, shes also said by this time in her dream shit hit the fan, and we’re okay, we already have our blankets for the night, the camera is ready to record us for the rest of the night to make sure we capture everything we can. We’ll be okay.” Colby said trying to calm down the other skeptic in the group. You said nothing as Jake argued with Sam and Colby, all you wanted to do was get out of the place as fast as you could, and the only way to do that is go to sleep. Being unconscious was better than feeling on edge the entire time.

“What else did you dream (Y/N), was this in the dream too?” Corey asked taking a seat next to you, your back to the three other guys as you faced the front of the church.

“No, thats why I want to leave. With the dream I was able to pin point what not to do but now that its nothing like it, i’m scared that something might happen.” You confessed, still looking towards the front of the church, the tombs covered by darkness. “I’m not able to stop something bad from happening if something does go wrong.”

“I understand the feeling. Especially after what my little brother texted me yesterday, I feel like I cant help him if I dont know what im going up against. And its scary.” Corey whispered as the yelling behind the two of you started to quiet down.

“We’ve both had things happen since our childhood. You’ve been seeing things since your family used the Ouija board, and I’ve had the feelings since before I could remember. Believe it or not my mom once told me she could feel spirits when she was my age, and so did my grandma. They’ve both told me that they were able to feel spirits most of their lives, but they cant anymore.”

“What stopped them? Maybe you can do that and you wont be able to feel the spirits anymore!”

“I dont think it’s that simple.” You laughed. The dry laugh caught the attention of the three other guys in the church as well. “They stopped being able to feel spirits the day I was born.”

“Hey guys, I think this is a good time to head to bed.” Sam said this time, the harsh LED light illuminating dark half of the church. “The faster we get to sleep, the faster we’ll be out of here.”

~~~

Sam! Colby! Guys! Get back to the Church now! Jake, Corey, i’m going to go and get them, stay here.

You’re too late

No! No i’m not! Sam! Colby!

You cant protect them

I WILL!

The air was finally able to reach your lungs as you shot up from your make shift bunk. The cold air surrounding you caused steam to radiate of your person, and your deep exhales to create puffs of smoke in front of you. You looked around to see if your sudden movements woke anyone else up, thats when your heart dropped. Before you went to bed, Sam took the bunk closest to the door and Colby took the one to your left while Corey and Jake took the ones to your right. Both Sam and Colby’s bunks were empty.

“No, no, no, no!” You mentally yelled pulling on your shoes as fast and as quietly as you could, not wanting to wake the two other boys. As you got up, you heard one of the bunks shift and a loud gasp come from behind you.

“Did, did you shake me awake!?” Jake asked, his eyes wide. “(Y/N), did you shake me awake?!”

“No. Now quiet down.” You tried shooshing Jake. “You’ll wake Corey if you’re too loud.”

“Too late for that, what’s going on? Where’s Sam and Colby?” Corey asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. “Jake are you okay man? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I woke up because it felt someone was shaking me awake! Then when I got up (Y/N) was getting up from her bunk.” Jake explained getting up from his bunk and flipping it over. “Where are Sam and Colby? Did they do this?”

“I dont know! When I woke up they were gone, thats when I got up and you woke up. Stay here, I’m going to look for them.” You said grabbing one of the extra flashlights.

“No! We’re not going to let you go out there on your own.” Corey said slipping on his shoes. “Whoa, wait what happened to you? You’ve soaked through your shirt.” Thats when you realized your sweater was completely soaked with sweat from the nightmare you were having before you woke up.

“My nightmare. No.” You whispered before you bolted towards the door of the church. “You guys stay here, I think somethings gonna happen, something bad. I have a big bag of salt in my backpack, use it to make a circle around the bunk area, and DONT leave it. Not for me, not for anyone okay? Unless you see us in person, dont believe your ears, okay?”

You stood at the door, the gates open behind you, leading out into the grave yard, Corey and Jake confused. “Things are going to get bad.”

“Bad? What do you mean bad? (Y/N), you can’t leave us in the dark, especially after everything thats been happening!” Jake yelled walking towards you.

“FINE!” You screamed back. This was probably the first time they heard you raise your voice in anger. “Fine! When I was younger, right when I was realizing that could feel spirits, a demon attacked one of my cousins while we were exploring one of the old hospitals in the area. My other cousins all ran away, too scared to think of a way to get the demon away from them. I stepped in and the next thing I knew it was three weeks later and I was in the hospital. I was in a coma after detaching the demon from my cousin who was in a coma as well. The thing is while I was in the coma I had a never ending nightmare.”

“What does that have to do with us!?”

“Because! I was having nightmares of this place! Thats why when I woke up today I was repeating the nightmare from all those years ago! Before tonight I had no recollection of what happened to me and my cousin, its almost as if it never happened. And because of the nightmare from yesterday and the eerie feeling from today, I was able to remember it. I texted one of my older cousins while we were out buying blankets and they said that it was true, but that the family promised not to bring it up to either of us. In my nightmare, from YEARS before I moved out to California, I had a nightmare of you four. I was trying to protect you guys, Sam and Colby. Now it’s actually happening, so I have to go and protect Sam and Colby.”

“Wait! Why do we have to stay here? If we go and look for them all together we might be able to find them faster!” Corey said this time, grabbing the camera from where Colby left it to record you all through the night.

“Because the safest place you can be is in this church. The salt circle will keep you extra protected, you coming with me will just put you in danger. Please, stay here. There’s still a couple of hours until sunrise, if we’re not back by then call the police.”

~~~

“SAM! What the hell are you doing man!” Colby yelled, finally catching up with his blonde best friend. “You cant just get up and walk out of the church and into the creepy ass woods by yourself.”

“Sorry, I have the camera as a light so its not that bad, but I kept hearing things. I wasnt sure if it was from inside the church at first, then I heard it outside.”

“What were you hearing? You could have woken one of us up. You cant be going out here by yourself.”

“SAM! COLBY!”

“Is that (Y/N)? What’s she doing up?” Colby thought pointing the flashlight he had towards the direction of your voice. As Colby was about to call out to you, the atmosphere around them grew heavy. “Whoa, did you feel that Sam?”

“Yeah-yeah, it felt like the air got heavy. I think its time for us to get back to the church Colby.” Sam said this time, the camera facing Colby, the look of fear obvious on their faces. “Wait, where’s (Y/N)? I swore I heard her voice!”

“SAM! COLBY! Jesus, there you guys are!” You yelled, running up to them from the woodwork. “We need to get back to the church now!”

“We were about to head back, but why are you soaked? What happened?” Before you could respond to Colby’s frantic questions, an unearthly screech cut you off. The three of you fell to the ground, hands covering your ears, the camera in Sam’s hand fell, the light on it flickering from the fall. “What the hell was that?!”

“We need to get back to the church now!” The crack in your voice scared the duo. For as long as they’ve known you, you’ve never been one to be scared by the spirits, but this was a different story. “Please, we need to get back to the church!”

Grabbing the camera, you pointed it at the duo in front of you, the light still flickering, but it was the only way to keep you in your line of sight. “I can’t lose sight of you guys, so please lets get back to Corey and Jake.”

“What’s going on (Y/N)? Why didnt you bring Corey and Jake with you?” Sam asked coming to a stop near the edge of the woods.

“Yeah, and did you feel that shift earlier? What was that?” Colby asking this time.

“There’s no time for questions, we need to get to safety, please!” You were pleading with them at this point. The sinking feeling in your stomach was getting worse. “Please we need to leave!”

“No! Not until you tell us whats going on!” Colby yelled at you. It didn’t phase you, it was a high stress situation and yelling in normal. Taking in a deep breath you told the duo what you told Jake and Corey back at the church. You could tell as you were reciting the story that they knew this was serious.

“So, we need to get the hell out of here and back to the church where its sa-” You started before the light on the camera Sam still had in his hand, went out.

There’s no place to run, you were smart to leave the other two in the church, but these two are mine.

“Don’t you dare get near them! I’m the one you want! I’ve beat you once before, I can beat you again!” You yelled at nothing. “Whatever you guys do, do not talk to him. You guys acknowledging him will only make it worse.”

“Right.” The pair whispered. As your eyes adjusted to the darkness, you grabbed onto Sam and Colby, “We need to get back to the church, follow me.”

Not so fast (Y/N), you dont think it’ll be that easy?

“Sam!” A familiar voice yelled from the darkness. “Sam please help me I’m hurt!”

“Ka-” Sam started before you let go of Colby to slam your hand on Sam’s mouth.

“It’s a trick! Don’t trust your ears, they’ll trick you.” You explained. “Same goes for you Colby, no matter who you hear, it doesn’t matter who, if you cant see them, do not trust the voices you hear.” You grabbed Colby’s jacket, pulling him and Sam back towards the church. “I’m sorry you guys.”

“Why are you apologizing? It’s not your fault this is happening, you didn’t know that this thing was going to come back.”

“Yeah, if anything its our fault that we didnt listen to you, after you were predicting everything that happened.”

They’re right, they should have listened to you, just like your cousins should have listened to you when this happened all those years ago.

“We were children! You had the balls to attack children! That just shows you how weak of a demon you are! It makes you even weaker when a child was able to exercise you from a the body of another child!” You yelled into the darkness. “You thought you were powerful because of the place we were in! Your worshipers used the hospital as your portal! You were using my cousin as a scapegoat!”

You werent strong enough to get rid of me the first time. What makes you think you’ll be strong enough now?

As the demon started to laugh, the ground shaking with every cackle, the moon showed itself from behind the clouds, the graveyard lit up with the light. In the middle of all the graves was a massive being, a mix of human and a crow.

“You were always here weren’t you? You were hiding among the crows.” You said letting go of the duo. You faced this demon once before and lived, you can face him again.

“(Y/N)! Don’t!” Colby whispered as you walked towards the demon. “We need to get to the church!”

“Come on, (Y/N)!”

“No. Not anymore, if I dont get rid of him now, I’ll have to live with this asshole following me!”

Oh, I’m not planning on letting you live, (Y/N). You arent going to live to see tomorrow.

“And im not letting you go, Raum.” With that the creature, screeched at you, stepping back away from you. “I’m no priest, or exorcist but I’ve researched how to get rid of demons!”

“(Y/N) what are you doing!?” Colby ran up to you, blocking your path to the demon. “We need to get back to the church! We’ll be safe their.”

“Sam, grab Colby and haul ass towards the Church, Jake and Corey will be waiting where the bunks are in a circle of salt, that’s where you’ll be the safest. If I don’t make it back by sunrise, I’ve already told Corey and Jake to call the police. Hell maybe call a priest too.” You explained looking between the two again. “Please, im begging you.”

“Come on Colby.” Sam whispered, grabbing onto Colby’s arm pulling him towards the church. “(Y/N) can do this, we’ll only hold her back if we’re here.”

~~~

“Jake it’s been hours and they still aren’t back, and what the hell was that sound!?” Corey asked the only other person in the circle. The yelling and screeching that came from outside the church were something out of a horror movie, it didnt seem real.

“I dont know, and all the cameras cut out when the first screech happened and they havent been able to record since then. Even the cell service has been shit.” Jake groaned sitting on one of the bunks in the middle of the salt circle they drew after (Y/N) ran out the church.

“What if it doesnt come back by sun up? How are we going to get help?”

“We’ll just go to someone’s ho-” Jake started before the doors to church doors slammed open. “Sam? Colby? Is that really you?” Before they could answer Jake grabbed the nearest bottle of holy water and sprayed the duo as they walked towards the bunks.

“Really Jake? Was that necessary?” Colby asked shaking off the cold holy water.

“Sorry, had to make sure. Hey, where’s (Y/N)? And what was that sound from earlier?” Jake asked realizing the person who forced them to stay in the church wasn’t with the duo.

“(Y/N) stayed outside. Remember when she told us when she was younger how her cousin was attacked by a demon back in her hometown?” Colby asked looking between Corey and Jake as the screeching continued in the graveyard, scaring the group.

“Well apparently the thing out there is the same one from her childhood. She told us to come to the church and wait for either her or for the sun to come up. And for us not to trust our ears, that the thing out there might try to get us outside, he almost got me by sounding like Kat.” Sam explained as more screeching and roars sounded from the darkness outside. “And to add salt to the wound, I dropped the camera when the first roar happened so I wasn’t able to get any footage of the demon outside.”

“Right when the first roar happened all the cameras in here went out too. There’s still battery in all of them but they wont record. And, WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU LEFT HER OUT THERE?” Corey yelled at the best friends. “You’re letting her go against that thing ALONE!?”

“We had to! If we stayed there the demon would have used us against (Y/N), and she’s gone against it before and lived, shes got this in the ba-” Sam started before another roar cut him off, the lights in the church flickering as a scream joined the roar.

“COLBY, I CAN’T DO THIS ALONE!”

“Its not (Y/N)! Dont listen to it!” Sam grabbed Colby before he sprinted out the door. “You know for a fact she wouldn’t call out for us! In any of our investigations, has she ever called for us? No. Don’t listen to him!”

“COLBY HELP! PLEASE I CANT BEAT HIM!”

“COLBY YOU BETTER NOT! DONT YOU DARE LISTEN TO HIM!”

“See that’s (Y/N)!” Sam said tugging Colby back into the salt circle, “We have to trust in her.”

~~~

“It’s been two weeks since the church and we haven’t told the fans what happened, what are we going to do?” Sam asked looking up at Colby, from his seat next to (Y/N). It had been two weeks since the church incident, and they were still in the UK. The night took a turn for the worst when the sun had finally come up and (Y/N) hadn’t made it back to the church. It took almost two days to find her somewhere in the middle of the wood miles away from the church the group stayed at.

“I know they deserve answers, but our main concern is to make sure (Y/N) is alright. We already contacted her family and they’re aware, which is the most important part. Maybe us staying and Corey and Jake leaving was a bad idea.” Colby muttered, pacing around the hospital room. (Y/N) hadn’t woken up from the coma she was found in almost two weeks prior, and it was concerning the boys. (Y/N)’s parents told the boys that the last time she was in a coma like this it lasted almost a month, and that the boys shouldn’t worry about (Y/N), shes stronger than she seems. “I wish (Y/N) would give us some sort of sign that shes okay.”

“Why does it feel like its out fault? Like if we hadn’t come to London none of this would have happened? Or what if we had stayed in the church? Maybe then we would have been back in LA planning our next adventure.” Sam whispered, rubbing his face with his palms.

“Damn it!” Colby finally yelled after a few minutes of silence. “Why the fuck did this happen to (Y/N)? What if we had stayed there? Maybe it would have been one of us instead of her! Fuck!”

“Quiet down please. We’re in a hospital for fuck sake.” The whisper caught the duo off guard. It was the small smile on the patience’s face that brought them to tears as they hugged the person on the hospital bed. “Okay, I can’t breath guys.”

“Wh-what? When did you wake up? How are you feeling? Do-do you need anything?” Colby asked as Sam ran out the room going to find a doctor or nurse.

“When you guys started to blame yourselves for what happened. Raum was going to come after me one day, it just chose the church because of all the spiritual energy that we were carrying from the hotel the night before.” You, explained before a doctor, nurse, and Sam ran into the room. It was a week later that the trio was on their way back to the States, when you noticed something.

“Hey Sam, Colby.” You started as you made your way across the London airport to your gate. You stopped and looked around, something was different.

“What’s up (Y/N)? Do you feel something?” Colby asked coming up to (Y/N)

“That’s the thing, I dont feel anything.” You said looking around the airport, every place you’ve ever visited had some sort of spirit lingering around. Good or evil you were able to feel them almost 80% of the time.

“What do you mean you don’t feel anything?” Sam asked the camera in his hand pointing at you and Colby. The three of you had agreed to release what footage you had onto their Youtube channel since you felt like their fans needed some sort of explanation. They just needed to film the last bits of them leaving London before they would do a sit down segment back in LA explaining what had happened at the church.

“I dont feel any spiritual presence, like any. It wouldn’t have bothered me but I had felt a presence when we first landed here. Now there’s nothing.” You said looking back at Sam and Colby. “Maybe me winning cost me my ability to feel spirits.” That statement became even more true when you landed back in LA and did a quick visit to places you knew were haunted, you couldn’t feel anything in any of the locations.

“Hey, maybe its a good thing? I mean people who have some sort of power are usually targeted by demons or evil spirits.” Sam said as the three of you walked up to the first place the three of you met.

“If it keeps you safe, maybe its a good thing that you lost your ability.” Colby said this time.

“But now I feel like I wont be able to protect you guys.” You said looking back at the best friends, tears welling up in her eyes.

“But, we’ll be able to protect you. When you would tell us to back off during an overnight we started to notice how certain things would happen around the time you would speak up. We’re able to tell if somethings going to happen because of all the times you brought it to our attention that something was wrong.” Colby said walking up to you, giving you a small smile. “Anything to protect you even if you dont have your sixth sense.”

#sam and colby fanfic #sam golbach #colby brock #sam golbach fanfic #colby brock fanfic #sam and colby AU #sam golbach AU #colby brock AU

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shemetan · 4 years

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rapper hc part 1

hi guys!!! so i’ve had this idea in my head forever and just didn’t have anyone to share it with but i told hedy about it yesterday and she scammed me into creating tumblr acc and sharing it here lol but when i went to write it down i realized that i have a lot more to share so it’s gonna be just the 1st part for now, which was the only thing i had in my mind originally but now i’m working on expanding it.

i have a lot of ideas from the songs and this is no exception. this time the inspiration was NF - an amazing rapper and song writer. his songs uncover so much trauma and the things he raps and sings about are so real for a lot of us that you can’t help relating to them. NF’s real name is Nathan which also played part in this idea. lyrics of the songs are what the hc is based on so please listen to the songs i mention and pay attention to the lyrics.

ok i don’t wanna waste more of your time bc the hc is big as it is so without further ado let’s dive into it. p.s. it’s the first time i do a thing like that so im sorry in advance for any inconsistencies or the general drama:)))

TW!! (everything is just mentioned, nothing too graphic) physical abuse, verbal/emotional abuse, alcohol, drinking, drug addiction, overdose, death from overdose, kidnapping, torture (beating, skin burning, cuts – all of it not descriptive), violence, breaking one’s own bones, putting bastards to prison. also NF’s lyrics got a lot of triggers and cover very serious issues so if you decide to listen to some more of his music be careful with that. some of the things mentioned in the songs i’ve used here: depression, grave digging, guns, blood (in a non-violent way).

neil’s story: he grew up in an abusive family. his father was drinking a lot and abused him physically and verbally saying that he was nothing and nobody and would not amount to anything in his life. he despised neil’s love for music and laughed at him. he also hit him more when he noticed anything related to neil’s passion (neil humming some melody or listening to music in his headphones or trying to create smth). his mother tried to protect him but she couldn’t do much bc of her drug addiction. she overdosed during his last year in hs and surprisingly left him some money. when Nathan found out about that he was enraged and beat the shit out of neil so he would give him that money. to run away from his father neil goes to university to study his passion – music. he’s always had some kind of knack for creating music and rapping and now he could explore it more and not be afraid of nathan. he tries to overcome his trauma and even makes some friends (the foxes).

during the freshman year andrew and neil spend a lot of time together. they find the reflections of their hurt in each other and they find understanding. they share some of their past and their traumas; their view of the world and their dreams. andrew feels like he is falling because he’s never met anyone like neil. slowly there are soft touches and furtive glances but neither is ready yet to cross that line.

neil seemingly gets better even though there are a lot of hard moments on the way. however at the end of his freshman year nathan finds him and he and his cronies kidnap and beat neil up for Mary’s money keeping him in the basement for several days. this money is all neil’s got to survive and build his life so he doesn’t say anything and thinks of the ways to run. im not good with making up torture techniques and nathan is not so imaginative here but they still leave neil with scars on his face, his torso and hands (mostly burns from cigarettes, iron, cuts from glass bottles). by the end of the third day neil is physically and morally exhausted so he gives up and transfers all the money to them (he’s got a little of it left on his other acc) and they drunk on their win leave him in the basement. he breaks his fingers to get out of the handcuffs and gets out through the small basement window and runs outside. not long after that he collapses from all the exhaustion and blood loss and someone notices him. they call the cops and the ambulance. after that nathan and his cronies are put into prison and neil is left with almost no money. he leaves the state and a year later with a lot of effort, practicing and self-advertising he successfully signs with a music label under the name N/A.

andrew’s story: tilda didn’t give him up but was a shitty mother (obv) with drug addiction. andrew and aaron’s parents were divorced and their father didn’t live with them but tried to be there when he could. andrew started creating music as an outlet bc tilda’s boyfriends were physically abusing him and he tried to protect aaron from that. he and aaron were close bc they only had each other but andrew still didn’t share his trauma with aaron trying to protect him from that hell. of course he was only a child and couldn’t always take aaron’s place in beating but most of it lay on him. while at hs they became a band with the help of nicky and performed with their songs were they could and tried to self-advertise and wymack (he’s the head of the music dep at uni and also one of the profs) noticed them and offered them partial scholarships. they had some money left after tilda’s overdose (they lived for some time with their father after her death) so they went to get actual education on music production (at this point I don’t care how plausible it sounds, just don’t think too much about it ok lol)

the story:

ok so nathaniel once went to uni with the foxes (is there such a major as music production and singing or smth?) but at the end of his freshman year he disappeared. he was not very sociable so no one really cared where’d he go except for the foxes with whom he became somewhat friends. 1-2 years later he pops up as a new young and very talented rapper named N/A and he’s got burn scars all over his face and hands which he doesn’t hide so very intriguing right??? nobody knows much about him and that his name stands for Neil Abram so they take it literally as ‘no data available’ or smth (hedy also proposed “not applicable”!). foxes are like WTF we know that guy!! and wymack is also like isn’t that nathaniel??

Andrew’s become a huge fan of neil’s music. only renee knows that andrew’s been listening to neil’s songs non stop bc he can relate so hard to them and they just hit him right where it hurts. at the end of their last year they have like a huge final concert or smth and wymack organizes it to be held in one of the palmetto clubs. at the same time neil is coming back to Palmetto bc he is nostalgic of the time he spent in the uni with the foxes and he wants to escape his real life for a moment. he wants to visit the city and reminisce and he believes that none of the foxes really remembers him bc he was a nobody. I know the plot is getting ridiculous but bear with me

so it’s the evening of the gig and the students perform their music (songs, instrumentals, as solos/duets/bands etc). andrew majorly produces rap songs at this point and he performs in duet with renee with their song (NF’s “Can you hold me”). everyone is like shit it was so good but then andrew performs his solo song (NF’s “How could you leave us”). aaron is standing there and is a fucking mess bc he never knew andrew was that affected by their past and their mother’s death bc he never showed it and didn’t ever want to talk about his issues. (be warned this is a heart-wrenching song and it fits fucking perfectly). after that andrew almost runs outside for a smoke, trying to light a cigarette with his shaking fingers and thats when he sees a strange all covered up figure in a black hoodie entering the club but also cautiously looking over their shoulder like they don’t want to be caught. andrew ever the protective one follows him but loses in the crowd of the low lit club. 10 mins later there is quiet and the figure goes on stage – obv its neil. “Intro III” starts playing.

andrew is in awe and he’s never heard this song before so it must be new. he also never saw neil perform live so he cant really move bc the performance is so powerful and magnetic. *neils sitting on one of the disconnected amplifiers in the dark and the music starts building up. At 2:00 of the song after the words “I mean, what are you, outta your mind? 'Cause both of us will be, come on, let's go outside!” he pulls off his hood, his movements are fierce and aggressive and he’s almost screaming in the mic. at words “You had me scared for a second, I thought we were diggin' my grave” theres his fathers smile, vicious, crazy and cruel – thats how he remembered it spending 3 days in that basement. (fyi in the song NF’s talking to his fear and they go back and forth).*

andrew is mesmerized, the foxes are in shock, the whole crowd does not understand who that is but they watch with open mouths. the song ends and the crowd goes wild. that’s when neil starts talking.

“hello palmetto. this is a great concert you got and some of you guys are fucking talented. my name is neil and I used to go to PSU a long time ago so you prolly don’t know me but professor wymack out there let me come here on this stage and sing a couple of my songs for you. one of them is my old song, and another is new but they both tell my story and I hope you like’em”.

people cheer and applaud and after a moment another song starts playing. its the one andrew knows (it’s Paralyzed). the atmosphere gets way calmer but everyone is just as hypnotized. during the chorus neil is standing under the dim lights, head turned up facing the ceiling, eyes closed, his scars are illuminated. he looks almost peaceful but there’s pain and apathy showing on his face and in his posture. the song ends and neil leaves the stage. andrew cant make his legs move but he has to meet neil (he just realized that neil’s shared his name with them and it wasn’t “nathaniel” and andrew’s got so many questions).

he forces himself to move and almost runs backstage. neil is already leaving but andrew stops him by grabbing him by his arm. they stand there looking at each other, andrew panting, his body shaking a little, neil wide-eyed.

“Andrew…” he whispers obviously surprised by seeing Andrew here.

“Nath- Neil.” suddenly Andrew cant ask a single question. he’s got so many that it feels like a waste of time to ask them one by one. Neil looks down at where Andrew is still grabbing his arm and Andrew lets go off him like its burnt him. “You are here” he lets out on the exhale like he still can’t believe it.

Neil averts his eyes and puts the hood of his sweater on his head so that the shadows obscure half of his face. “Yeah” he replies and after a few seconds follows with hesitant “How are you?” It is a stupid question, Andrew thinks but he answers nonetheless with simple fine. Neil holds his head low, and Andrew can’t help but wonder if Neil doesn’t wanna look him in the eyes after his disappearance so many years ago or if he simply doesn’t want to see Andrew’s face. Both options hurt him but he doesn’t have the heart to ask.

the end of part 1. come yell at me on twt or here hihi

#aftg #aftg headcanon #NF #akathemusicgod #rapper!neil #rapper!andrew #hcs #rapper au #rapper hc #andreil

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taz things ive been meaning to write down

ok so The Adventure Zone is a blessing to this world as are the McElroys in general

idk where i was going with that theyre just great

ANYWAYS

something that always lowkey bothered me about balance was the slight inconsistencies that arose from the fact that the story wasnt completely fleshed out until like halfway through crystal kingdom

dont get me wrong i love every little detail about taz but my brain always has to read too much into things and so ive overanalyzed a lot of the things from the beginning and i figured id share it

spoilers btw

1. Merle has gaps in his memory where he’ll accidentally remember things the Voidfish took away from him at random moments in time.

This is something I saw on another post, and now I cant unsee it

There are several moments where Clint has made some sort of goof that alludes to something that ends up happening later on. Of course, mechanically, this couldn’t have actually been planned, but I doubt any of these were. It’s just a nice little coincidence to tie up the story.

For example, when Merle asks to talk while they’re walking in (I believe it was) Wave Echo Cave, he phrases it in a way to make it sound like they’ve known each other for a while when they’d supposedly just met. (”I just feel like we’ve grown apart.”) Another time, in Crystal Kingdom, when Noelle was explaining what Liches were, Clint joked and said something along the lines of “Well I have some close friends that are liches.” (Lup and Barry) He is also the one to step in when Taako almost succumbs to the Gaia Sash, and he asserts his dominance in an unconventional but successful manner.

2. The reason THB can handle the relics is because they helped create them.

This one is pretty straightforward, but I don’t know if they actually said it in the podcast.

3. Lucretia talked about the Umbra-Staff.

Going back and relistening to the podcast caused me to realize a couple of things. This is where I’m talking about the inconsistencies; the first two were just random headcanons I thought I’d jot down.

When Taako brings the Umbra-Staff to the Bureau of Balance headquarters, Lucretia tells him to bring it to Leon who finds the Umbra-Staff in his book. There was only ever one Umbra-Staff made, as was revealed in The Stolen Century, since Lup only needed one. The Umbra-Staff was also an original creation, so there would be no reason for there to be copies of it unless one of the seven birds tried to replicate it, and Lup is probably the only one who would be able to match it exactly. As a result, it can be assumed that Leon’s book was somehow factually incorrect. It says in his book that the Umbra-Staff is one of many, not one of a kind; not to mention the fact that it was in his book at all. The seven birds kept a low profile on Faerun before Lucretia and Fisher turned everything upside down, so there’s no logical reason as to why anyone but the seven of them would know about the Umbra-Staff. That would mean that one of them wrote Leon’s book, and, considering where it ended up and its off-putting misinformation, it was almost definitely Lucretia. She likely put the Umbra-Staff in his book as a way to honor Lup or in hopes that she would return, identifiable by her unconventional wand, but she probably pretended there were multiple in an attempt to keep suspicions from arising as to where this one-of-a-kind object no one has heard about came from.

4. Lucretia was teaching Davenport how to talk.

As we all know, Davenport lost the ability to say anything but his name after Fisher erased his memories. This means that he didn’t learn how to talk until sometime after joining the Institute of Planar Research and Exploration. He did, however, learn how to speak before the century-long mission; this is shown when he talks in front of the crowd at the assembly-type event that was arranged to celebrate the beginning of the mission. Even so, Lucretia erased the IPRE and, subsequentially, Davenport’s ability to communicate.

She probably didn’t realize that would happen, as he probably learned to speak before meeting her, and she probably felt guilty. That would explain why she kept him so close to her side, so she could protect and nurture him. He’d acted as somewhat a fatherly figure in the group, (though he was still their friend, and he did some reckless stuff; don’t get me wrong) and Lucretia would’ve felt the need to repay him. She would’ve had to start teaching him to speak sometime between the original erasure of everyone’s memories and the arrival of THB. The reason I say this is because, while Davenport is known for only ever saying his name, he starts out saying more than just that. It doesn’t last long, but he does communicate in concise sentences for his first few interactions with THB. The only way that would be possible would be if he were being coached by someone, and that someone would’ve had to be Lucretia. Lucretia likely stopped once she saw Taako, Magnus, and Merle, as she probably decided to then focus her efforts solely on channeling the relics and the light of creation into the shielding spell.

Another interesting thing I’ve seen about that is something that I personally accept as a headcanon:

Magnus, upon gaining the knowledge that Davenport can only say his name, decides to prank Davenport by scaring him and saying “Magnus!” to mimic Davenport in a sense. However, when he does, Davenport reflexively jumps and responds with “Dammit, Magnus, stop doing that!” They then both get confused, and Davenport immediately goes back to being unable to talk.

anyways thats a lot of typing im probably gonna lay down now

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