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kingkennny10 · 10 months

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Lonely Day • Stenny x Reader

poly!stenny x reader, hurt/comfort? i be traumatizing stan, tw for blood! ive had this brewing for months now, i love stan and kenny so much :( also i dont proofread for shit so good luck readingggg >:]

You, Stan and Kenny have been together for around 2 years, you guys have been through so much together and are very close knit. It was barely a 2nd thought when you all decided that 4th of july would just be you 3 having an absolute blast. You guys couldn't afford much but you ended up getting 2 boxes of sparkle fountains and then 2 packs of the hand held sparklers.

The night started off amazing, you guys had a playlist full of songs that reminded you all of your relationship blasting from the porch. You guys had already set off the sparkle fountains and were now just chasing eachother with sparklers in hand. Stan almost caught up to Kenny when Ken suddenly dropped to the floor like a stone. You stopped dead in your tracks and Stan rushed to his lovers side tossing his sparkler down to the road. He pulled Kenny to his lap already shaking.

"Whats going on?" You asked shakily, fearing the worst. Stan shook his head and held up his now covered in blood hand.

"I-I'm not sure, s-so much blood." Stan was in a pure state of shot, eyes blone wide as he took in his partners bloodied form.

"BABE THE COPS! QUICK!" You shouted and ran to their sides. Stan didn't move for a second as tears ran down his face. You pulled Ken off of Stan and onto your lap checking his wound, he was shot by a stray bullet. You moved your hand to apply pressure on his wound. Kenny placed his hand over yours that was pressing the entry wound on his neck. He couldnt speak, when he tried all that came out was blood in a garbbled mess. Stan walked away sitting on the grass maby 5 feet away, you could faintly hear his shaky voice crying into the phone to the dispatcher.

Kenny didn't break eyecontact with you not once. He held tightly to your hand and slowly pulled it away wincing from the stinging pain. "Ken I swear to god if I dont see you tomorrow Im gonna break all your shit." You choked out over sobs. he ran his hand up your forearm leaving his blood over your matching tattoo. It was a spur of the moment idea to get the abreviated lyrics of your lovesong tattood on eachother. Once you realized where his hand was you noticed the song was playing from the speaker on the porch.

'and if you go, i wanna go with you. and if you die, i wanna die with you.'

You leaned your head down to press your foreheads together. "This is no time to be romantic Ken." He had a wide smile spred across his face, you held his hand again and kissed his bloody lips softly. Finally off the phone with dispatch Stan made his way over to the both of you and put his hand on yours and Kenny's.

"The ambulance is on its way Ken, don't fall asleep." Stan sobbed out. You lifted your head to press your forehead against Stans now. You shook your head slowly you hated seeing your other boyfriend like this, he didn't have the pleasure of knowing that you'd all would wake up in bed together tomorrow.

"They're not gonna make it baby, he's losing too much blood." You whispered to Stan. Realization his him that youre right, but he just couldn't give up. He shook his head against yours and tilted his head to look at his other partner. He moved his hand to put pressure onto Ken's wound making him wince in pain again, this time coughing up more blood.

"You'll make it Ken, please make it." Stan rested his head on Kenny's chest which lead him to place his hand on the back of Stans head. You watched as Kenny closed his eyes, you had one hand on each of them and tilted your head to look up at the stars. "I love you both so much, this can't be the end." You heard Stan's muffled voice below you begging for his boyfriend to make it through this. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you heard sirens in the distance.

Kenny was pronounced dead on arrival and you could only hold an comfort your lover as they took his body away in a black bag. Stan didn't stop shaking until you got into the shower together. The only thing giving you strength to keep it together was the hope you held that you'd both wake up in Ken's arms tomorrow morning. You guys sat in the shower for almost an hour holding eachother after washing away every trace of blood.

Once you both got dressed and ready to lay down you pressed play on the same playlist letting it play softly in the background. Stan was already in bed squeezing Kenny's pillow to his chest when you turned around. You waisted no time in joining him, holding him close and leaving kisses on the top of his head. Somehow you and Ken's song ended up looping and it's what you both fell asleep to that night.

The next afternoon you woke up to Kenny caressing your arm from the other side of Stan. "You didn't break anything did you?" He wispered to you with a shit eating grin scross his face. You glared at him and snuggled into stan.

"I might do it since you wanna be an ass." You whispered back. He let out a soft chuckle and leaned over Stan to kiss you on the lips.

"I love your music choice by the way." Kenny said while shifting to hold Stan to his chest. You rolled your eyes at his remark.

"Whatever, I shuffled the playlist but it started looping this." You said with a laugh. Kenny closed his eyes nuzzling his face into Stan's back.

"You love me!" Kenny said and reached his arm over so he was holding you aswell now.

"Can you guys argue quieter, I want to sleep more." Stan's raspy voice chimed in muffled by the pillow in his face.

"Shut up you love us." You said and poked his side. He jolted popping his head up to look at you.

"No I hate you both actually." He stated in an exaggerated matter of fact tone. Now it was Ken's turn to poke at his side.

"You can't lie you us babes." Kenny stated wrapping both his arms around Stan's waist. "I love you both soooo much." Now it was your turn to grab onto Stan, which led to him crashing back onto the bed.

"I also love you both." Stan spoke up muffled yet again by the pillows.

"Well, that means I love you both more!" You said muffled into Stan's side. No matter how many times something like this happens, the next morning ends up the same. Completely full of love for eachother, nothing can separate you guys. Not even death itself.

no one will understand how much i adore poly stenny x reader, they mean so much to me and thats why i have an entire apocolypse au dedicated to them in the mfn works. might post something mike makowski related soon >:) feeling EVIL and by that i mean, smut 😭

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dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night · 1 year

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7 & 18 - betrayal/asshole whumpee

TW: domestic violence, child abuse, alcoholism, transphobia, minor whump, parent whumper, teenage whumpee

Note: I figured it was about time to let people in on Colt's teenage years. Doomed from the start of the story, as they say.

"Jessica!" Daniel shouted. "You calm down right this instant!"

He threw his beer bottle, shattering it against the far wall, littering broken glass on the filthy, torn up carpet.

"Oh, and that's another thing!" his child screamed, ignoring the dark blood on their bruised face. "I'm changing my mother fucking name!"

If Daniel got any more red in the face there wouldnt be a drop of blood elsewhere is his reeking body.

"The hell you are! And ladies shouldn't curse! I don't know how many times I have to say it to get it through your head!"

"I'm not a fucking lady! I'm a man, and you had better get that through your thick, drunken skull!"

Colt panted heavily, staring up at his father. The dilapidated house reeked of booze and cigar smoke, and Colt wanted nothing more than to get away. Anywhere would be preferable to here. Even being a sixteen year old, homeless transsexual.

"How many times do I need to beat the right idea into you?!" Daniel shouted.

"I don't care much you beat me! I'm not afraid of you and your fucking belt! You're fucking disgusting!"

"Your mother was too light on you! She should have set a better example!"

"Oh, like yours?!" Colt snarled. "Beating your wife for not smiling enough and drinking our money?!"

"Watch your tone, you filthy, dick sucking, trannie whore!"

Daniel swung at Colt, who ducked and bolted for the door. Anywhere was better than here.

He couldnt help feeling betrayed as he ran down the street, illuminated by flickering street lamps, praying to God and Satan alike that his father wouldn't catch him.

Of course he couldn't trust his own disgusting, pervert father. Or his lousy, push over mother. His home was a fucking hell hole, perfectly suiting its demons of inhabitants.

But why couldn't he have one person? A brother, or a sister, or anyone in his corner? Why did it always come down to the three of them in their shitty little house in the slums?

Colt sat down to rest at a bus stop, his chest rising and falling rapidly, and his heart pounding harder than it ever had before. He was free.

At long last, he wouldn't have to deal with his family. He could only hope that his father wouldn't murder his mother for this. But that wasn't his concern anymore. He'd never know what happened to them until they met again in hell under the devil's whip.

His gnawing hunger made him wish he had stolen his father's booze money for food. But the fight had happened so quickly, leaving him no time to prepare.

Colt decided that it didn't matter how shitty his father was, he could always be worse. Why not? At least he would never have children to take it out on.

He could drink and smoke. He was a fantastic gambler. He could get tattoos and piercings. He could beat someone black and blue just as well as the next guy.

All he needed now was to get out of his fucking preppy school dress and into work clothes, then get a job waiting tables at some truck stop somewhere. Life could unfold from there.

Colt smiled as he stepped onto the bus. His prospects were finally looking up, a golden horizon barely visible beyond this bleak city of misery.

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vivigirl222 · 2 years

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a deaf tone - eddie munson x reader

CHAPTER 2

the next morning was very awkward, you still couldnt believe what happened last night, but when you smell your cheerleading outfit and trace the bruises he left from his rings, you had to believe it.

all night you couldnt stop thinking about him, how he touched you, how he kissed you, and how he looked at you. all you thought about was him, nothing else, and you still thought of him all through cheerleading practice, he just couldnt leave your mind.

the talking and chattering echoed in the locker room, girls doing their makeup in the mirrors and spraying eachother with perfume.

when you changed to your normal clothes you made sure to cover the bruises along your waist, making sure no one got suspicious, and thank god no one saw.

you were zoning out, putting your gym clothes back in your locker as your bestfriend walked up to you and tried talking to you, you ignored it till you heard his name.

"is it true you were with eddie munson last night?" she gossiped, planting a smirk on her face, her bright blue eyes widen right at you.

your attention went straight to her, your heart raced and your palms turned sweaty.

"linea, last night me and you were at the game." you stubbornly said, hinting to her to be quiet

"yeah, and you disappeared and some girls are talking about seeing you two outside together and in the halls." she stated, she seemed very serious by the way she looked at you but also she looked like she wasnt mad

"i have no idea what they are talking about," you eye her "i did run into eddie yes, but i didnt say anything to him, i ignored him." you lied, you didnt want to take any risk of the truth getting out, even though she mightve not even cared

"alright, i believe you." she shrugged.

you felt bad for lying to her but you didnt want anyone to know yet still talk about it, you and her have been bestfriends since grade school and she really cares about you and always kept your secrets, its just this secret was different then any others.

you closed your locker, and sighed. your heart still raced and your cheeks turned red.

"you good?" she sounded concerned yet very caring

"yeah its just," you turn to look at her again, you both started to walk out of the locker room. "why are people even starting rumors about something that didnt happen?"

"because people are assholes," her long blonde hair glazed along her back every step you and her took, you and her laugh with eachother

now you felt really bad for lying.

you both still made your way to your first period, since you guys had english first thing in the morning together. every step you took was another raging thought of eddie, you didnt even think you could make it through school. you felt like everyone was staring at you, that every conversation had your name mentioned as you walk by them, you looked around nervously till you saw him walking pass you and linea.

you stared at him, and he definitely noticed. you felt this pull on him, the need to be near him, yet he showed no interest in you.

"y/n we have to get going cmon." linea said locking your arm with hers, pulling the attention you set on eddie onto her.

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two weeks pass by, you tried and tried getting eddie out of your head, you tried avoiding every hall he took, avoiding eye contact with him in the cafeteria, avoiding a situation that involved him in it, but it was so hard. he always knew how to get everyones attention, especially yours.

it worked for awhile, you stuck with linea and the rest of the popular crowd, you never talked to him since that night, you couldnt even handle the thought of him yet even pass by him on the way to english.

but he still liked to cloud your mind, he lived in your head. every dream had a little piece of him in it.

you hated him, you hated thinking of him, his smile, his tattoos, his lips, his eyes, his stupid hair, you hated the way how he looked when he smoked, and hated the way he touched you, and kissed you, and made you think of him 24/7. you hate him.

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it was friday night, the clock on your bedside table showed the numbers 12:08 am, the clouds started to form, wind knocking on your window, and the moonlight shined through your room, your bed felt cold and weary. your head flooded with thoughts of him, you couldnt sleep anymore. you needed to see him again, you need to give him a piece of your mind, you needed to tell him how much you hated him, and how you cant stop thinking of him

with a frustrated groan and a yawn followed by it, you got up, you needed to get him out of your head, involving a choice you know will make everything worse.

you grabbed a set of clothes and made your way out your bedroom. your parents were asleep, and their room was across from yours. they never really were there for you, instead they were never really home at all. if they were they would only like to give you shit because they hated themselves.

you quietly went down your big flight of stairs, with a creek following every step, causing you to clench your fists, your heart to race, and your shoulders to rise.

your house was surprisingly not that dark in the middle of the night, the moon directly shined above your house, so you could see where you could step and go.

you left your house, you had your own bike outside, leaning against your house and thought about taking it, and eddie didnt live that far away from you so you took it.

you sorta knew where he lived, you always overheard your friends talking about getting drugs from him at his trailer in forest hill trailer park, you didnt know exactly what his trailer looked like but youd know if you saw it.

considering it was the middle of the night, you had doubts he wouldnt be awake. but also you knew other people came to his house before this late.

you finally arrived at the trailer park, it took you about five minutes. you slowed down a little bit so you could look around and spot his trailer, and there it was. you knew it was eddies trailer because of his van parked out front, his stupid van that he drive to school.

you approached the front of his trailer, you walked up the small steps outfront leading to his door, you noticed the lights were on so he had to be awake.

you took a deep breath to calm yourself down and recite what you were going to yell at him for, maybe for how much you just couldnt stand him.

you knocked on his trailer door

you started fidgeting with your fingers, it was a way to make you feel collected.

you pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, and heard someone walk to the door, your posture straightened, your breathing became a little more intense than calm. you wiped your lips, and a glare was followed by it.

the door opened and eddie was revealed behind it, he had a cigarette between his two soft lips. he stared blankly at you, as you stared up at him, staring at his lips.

"can i help you?" he asked, he seemed very confused, i mean so were you, you didnt even know why you came here, you just needed to see him just a glimpse, just something, and thats what you were getting, instead a whole show. you saw him wearing a baggy shirt with a long u-neck revealing his sort of tattoos, and his hair looked exactly the way it did when you touched it, it was still curly and messy. his eyes still looked at you the way they did that night. the same lustful eyes, the same ones you hate.

he still looked at you waiting for a response, you stood there you didnt know how to respond yet react. your fingers intertwined together and you took a deep breath and looked at him.

"hi." you let out, your voice echoed through the wind, as it started to get more agressive.

the clouds in the sky formed and covered the sky, loud roaring in the far distance, dogs outside trailers barking following it.

"you need something?" he took a puff through his cigarette and blew the smoke away from you.

"yes i do." you stuttered, you thought this was going to be easy, but it was so hard. but all you wanted was him but get him out of your head, all you needed was a good night sleep without thinking of kissing his soft lips and tracing your fingers along his tattoos. god you hated him so much.

he raised an eyebrow, his jaw clenched and rested. he kept one hand holding the cigarette while his fingers on his other hand fidgeted with his rings on the same hand.

"i was here to.. uh." you couldnt let out anything, not even a full sentence, just the way of him looking at you made a loss of words and thats what made you mad.

"it looks alot like youre running back to me, sweetheart." he smirked,the same playful smirk he gave you all those nights before, making your heart drop and sway

your eyes widened at him, he knew that got you and it got you good, your cheeks turned pink and your palms turned sweaty causing you to place them above your chest holding them together so he would rarely notice, you gave him a glare.

"look im not really interested in being a little toy in this game of yours sweetheart." he hits another drag of his cigarette before placing it into the ashtray by his front door, you looked at him up and down. you didnt want to play him, you wanted to win him, you wanted to give him a piece of your mind, you wanted to show him and tell him to leave you alone, leave your mind alone.

"im not here for anything like that, i swear." you slowly let out, your voice was very calm and delicate, like a doves feather, different than the tone that you just gave him, he made you mushy inside, softer. god why is he like this? why does he have to make you feel this way? you hate him? right?

saying that, eddie believed none of it. he looked very annoyed and confused, if that can be an expression all at once he certainly made it work

"i just uh...i uhm" you broke eye contact with him, and looked away, to the floor, then to the trailer next to his then back at him, he raised an eyebrow, signaling you to continue what you were going to say.

"i cant stop thinking about you, and your stupid face, and i hate you." you bit your bottom lip, and looked away from his gaze. you tried so hard to look confident and independent but it was so hard, all he had to do was give you his stupid glare and your knees weakened in seconds

"thinking of me?" his voice trailed to the back of his throat, he stopped and smiled at you, your eyes still not looking at him.

"well.." he starts to say, his voice felt more raspy and warmer, he looked away from you only for a second, you kept your stare on him.

"it doesnt look like you hate me." he tilted his head to the side, smiling. playing with you, you hate how he did that, you hate every single thing about him

you gulped, still staring at him, looking up at him, as he looked at you. his head to the side and an arm resting against the door frame.

"well i... I do, I do hate you." you stuttered, he looked over at you with a smirk planted on his face, you looked at him, lost in his eyes as he looked like your eyes were a book, he read them.

he leaned over to you, hovering. your noses grazed upon each other, lips almost touching. your cheeks turned red, "oh yeah?" he licked the top of his lip while smiling, knowing he has you in his control.

"and i hate you more." he followed with his playful and lustful smirk and that was when you had enough, you went in for a kiss, your lips glazed against his, you felt his tongue, causing him to jerk his head back a little, he cupped your face. his cold rings touched your heated skin, just how you liked it. he backed up a little, signaling for you to follow him inside, so you did. he placed one hand on your hips, and turned you around. his back now faced the door as yours faced the rest of the trailer. still kissing, he shut the door with the hand that was on your hip.

your chest was against his, feeling his heart pound through his chest, you matched his breathing and panting.

you and him let go of the intense kiss, a string of saliva still connected between you, he looked at you. most likely at a loss of words.

you both went back in for a kiss, your hand was in his hair as his was on your neck, and his other was digged in your hip, his rings matched the bruises that he left from them. you placed a groan between the kisses, telling him that you REALLY liked it, and he smirked between the kiss, his hands landed on your ass, he picked you up. your legs twisted around his waist, as your kiss was still connected as were your bodies. his body was so warm.

he placed you on the counter of his kitchen, giving you butterflies just like before. he leaned out of the kiss, causing it to stopped, he looked at your lips and placed a smirk on his face while his tongue was set between his teeth. you kept staring at him, you wanted more.

"i thought you hated me, baby?" he flirted, you looked at him, your back arching as one of your hands were placed directly on his tattoo on his chest, as the other was now playing with his rings on his hand that was on the counter.

"i hate you even more now." you say diving back in the kiss, he gave his same smirk and dove in the kiss.

his hands trailed along your body, tracing your figure, putting his hands in your shirt, making you shiver feeling his cold rings touch your skin. he licked his lips in a way that he wanted to devour you, but this time he could really make you feel good.

he kissed your neck, his hands rested along your hips, your legs still wrapped around his waist as you sat on his kitchen counter. you arched your back letting out a few moans as he kissed the soft spot on your neck.

you let out a moan causing him to smile as kissed your neck. he really knew what he was doing and he was really good at it, he traced his left hand on your thigh, raising it slowly. but he had your attention on something else, you wanted to go farther so bad but if you continue you wouldnt be able to stop.

his hand reached the waistband of your pants, his finger locked between them and he started to remove your pants and your panties at the same time, he backed out of the heated kiss again, "would you like me to go further, princess?" he panted. you nodded your head slightly, you knew what you were getting yourself into. and hell you were already horny and rowled up.

he picked you up again, his hands rested below your ass and your legs were sill around him, your arms hanged around his neck as he carried you to his room. this time it was more heated than the bathroom, he had more power in his room, the way he liked it. you kept kissing him even more now, more intense.

still kissing you he layed you on the bed, he was on top of you between your legs. he placed a hand on your cheek and his left hand traveled down to your pants, he hooks his fingers inside your panties and pants and strips them off your body as fast as he could, his hands start to go near your pussy even closer now, tensing up your body. he slowly twists his wrist around so he could use his fingers as more of a guide, and stroke you. you let out of another moan, feeling his sexy hands inside you. he beings his fingers up to your clit, he started doing teasing you in a circular motion on your clit, paying more attention to your body so he could take note. he added a bit more pressure as he kept doing it, "feel good baby?" he asks you, admiring how you looked on his bed, moaning his name, gripping on his sheets...

you felt a wave of pleasure throughout your body, which made you close your eyes and jolt your head back.

he slowly slips his middle finger in the entrance, causing you to moan more in delight, you bit your lip trying to stop yourself from moaning his name. he bit his lip, pumping his finger inside you slowly in and out of you down to his knuckles. "f..fuck eddie!" you scream, causing him to smirk at you, licking his lips at you. he added his ring ringer to join his middle one that was already inside you, you winced as he added the other finger inside you.

"you look so hot right now y/n." he sighs, thrusting his fingers inside you, you tried making out words which only came out as a whimper. "you feel so good around my fingers.." he tells you

you felt the the beginning of your orgasam building up in your stomach, making you grip his sheets and arch your back, making him notice. "y..your f..fuuckk." you struggle to say, he smiles at you and beginned to curl his fingers inside you. "eddie!" you screamed his name, he felt so good fuck you cant hate him anymore. "k..keep doing that.. ohh uh ah." you moan, arching your back a little even more and putting your fingers in his hair, while rolling your hips. he obeyed you, he found you so sexy in this moment. you moved his fingers in a "come here" motion

"cum for me princess." he says, leaning over you, wanting to get a better angle of you.

his trick worked, because it made your head slamming back on his bed, "eddie.. h...holy shit, yes!" you gasped, he kept smirking at your face, knowing he got you good, noticing your eyes roll in the back of your head.

he moved his thumb into your clit, as he sped up his fingers, you grabbed his waist as extra support. "f..fuck.. eddie." you whine

"you look so gorgeous around me y/n." he said in a teasing tone. he kept thumbing circles around your clit while you moaned, while he was still fingering you. "cum for me baby."

you felt your orgasim tighten, almost about to explode, and he definitely could tell by the look on your face and the way you gripped onto his hair. so he didnt slow down, instead he went even a big faster. "i know you want to cum baby, cmon." he cooed more teasingly, going even faster

your back arched even more, and you found his wrist and squeezed it as well as you did with his sheets, small and loud moans and pants came out of your sweet little mouth, just like he liked. with one more moan of eddies name, you came.

eddie notices and gasp, pulling his fingers out of you as he saw a stream of cum coming out of you and onto him and his bed. he was stunned and mesmerized. you then snapped back into reality as quick as it came

"still hate me darling?" he sighs meeting your face, hovering over you. his hair dangled around you

"even more." you grab his head and brought it down more to you, kissing his soft lips.

and he kissed you back, having his hands cup your face, your stomach made you feel like you were floating as it twisted and turned.

your hands cupped a fist of his hair, his curly black hair that made you shiver every time a strand touched you. he stayed between your legs, his chest hovered over yours, his waist touched yours. his hard denim caressed along your bare legs. you raised a leg and laid it on his back. still kissing him you traveled your hand down his body, and down to his pants tugging on his waist band, teasingly.

he looked down at you playing with the belt holes along his jeans, you looked up at him as he looked at you, your eyebrows raised at him signaling him that you wanted to go further

"i should get you cleaned up." he licks his top lip, you hated when he did that, he looked cute while doing it.

you lean in his ear, tugging his shirt to bring him closer to you.

"why dont you show me how you are in bed, munson?" you whispered in his ear, he looked at you where his ear was, staring at you

"i really dont think we should."

"why not?"

"if i go any farther i might not be able to control myself." he sighs, putting his hand back in his hair, moving it out of his face

"what if i want that."

"you wouldnt."

"why wouldnt i...?"

"because ill love you."

#eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson is daddy #stranger things #stranger things smut #a deaf tone #joseph quinn pls marry me #joseph quinn

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farfromharry · 2 years

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Dating Eddie for so long that touch with him just becomes second nature! <3

okay this is my first headcannon so pls bear with me, but i love this idea😭 also this is following the plot of s4 for the most part :)

- if you’re sitting beside him he always has an arm slung around your shoulders, and sometimes he’ll tap out the beat of the song stuck in his head on your arm

- and you like to subconsciously lean into his side and get comfy

- sometimes your hand will find his and you’ll just hold it for a while under the table, maybe play with his rings or trace the tattoos on his lower arms

- when you’re walking somewhere together his hand will either be in yours or on the small of your back

- when he’s listening to dustin and everyone talk at reefer ricks you find yourself by his side straight away. you know hes had a few tough days after being considered a murder suspect?? so you want to help in any way you can

- while he sits with his snacks you find yourself playing with his hair trying to detangle it carefully, letting him rest his head against your stomach. he loves leaning into your touch :,)

- when the group meets up with him again at skull rock he just finds himself gravitating towards you, slips his hand around your waist and rests his head on top of or against your head (depend on your height) while everyones decides what to do

- getting on the boat at lovers lake?? hes offering a hand to help you so you dont fall

- not touch, but when you jump in the lake after robin, hes cursing you out but you’re the only reason he follows. he couldnt stand to stay on the boat when he knew you were down there

- the two of you subconsciously battle to keep the other behind you when you see the bats for the first time after getting through the gate

- obviously he wins, keeping his arm out in front of you and his body as your sort of human shield

- it’s the only time he feels like a hero :(

- first thing you do when you fight off the bats is grab his face, checking him over for any injuries

- he’ll subtley do the same for you too while you’re at it

- when the earthquakes in the upside down hit?? hes all over you, pulling you into him so he can keep you safe, an arm around you at all times

- when you’re climbing back through the gate he’s offering helping hands to help you up the rope

- after he passes through its your turn to offer him a hand to help him up off the mattress

- but once he’s on his feet his arms are snaking around you to hold you close by. after everything he’s seen that day he isnt letting you out of his sight

- its so natural for you both to just want to be touching one another that you don’t even realise you’re doing it anymore :,)

send in eddie concepts/headcannon ideas!

#anon #eddie concepts #eddie munson

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shatteredfears-arch · 1 year

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actual write up later whennincan think again but: basic thoughts for the post village ‘i do what i want’ thing re cassie;

She probably reforms from the crystalisis in dukes shop, bc he kept all the bodies for a reason, if a duke wants to do a thread w rhay then -fingerguns\ hit me up

Can no longer attack Ethan. At all. Circa 7 when ethan was first infected and couldnt fight elder eveline, but could fight everyone else. hes the host now, she cant do anything to him. I’m guessing it was the same for miranda, so while she was disdainful towards her, and wouldnt have fought her anyways bc momma would be disappointed, she definitely physically cant now. The Mold says no.

As with my personal canon from transferring my Faerie Halfling char into cassie, she still has fae blood which likely was a delicious treat for the good old mold. do w that what you will. but even mutated beyond belief shes still a halfling, but anything regarding that is primarily reserved for persy and owlys threads unless others want to experiment there, and she was just a witchy human in canon compliant verses.

Once she wakes up, she loses the ability to turn into a swarm. all her buggos died off. She’d need to collect an entirely new swarm before she can do it again, but the contrast point there is she can be in the cold again. But, yknow, no buggy power lol.

she’s still violent, but given her entire family is basically dead… she gets a tiny pass for now.

probably the only person shes 100% trusting is the duke (lol 100% more like 50%), and maybe hatter @ owly, but not a lot else. If threads w post village others occur (unkie, auntie, fishy, etc), its a case by case basis. she did actually like her relatives.. mostly. but her momma being gone rly puts a damper on her trusting capabilities.

her hunting skills outside of the bugging are still present please dont think shes easy to hurt now, shes angry and volatile and will stab first think later.

she didnt wake up in her hunting dress. I actually picture it more like how zoe woke up in EoZ dlc, like the crystalisis became her current outfit, and she probably hasnt gotten and doesnt care to get anything else rn. her most important bits are somehow magically covered though so whatever.

she did not have any feelings regarding rose in the first place. she did not care that ethan was looking for his daughter. she doesn’t understand that point of view. while overly empathetic pre transformation, her empathy levels dropped significantly before she even turned, and afterwards she turned almost entirely into a sadist. While her desperate desire for family returns at the loss of her sisters and mom, she had no qualms about any of that before. Her only issues with ethan were that she was told he was her prey, and she wanted to succeed in her kill. Proving herself to Alcina is always her first goal, and ethan killing Bela and making alcina pissed off and cina telling cass to take care of him set her off even further on the hunt. She does not like ethan now because he killed her family, but she can no longer touch him. Probably, considering Rose’s own reality with the mold, she’d at worst consider Rose an irritating pest.. but one her mother tolerated. At best, maybe consider her a form of family because of the mold, but.. dislike her the way the rest of the family hates each other lmao.

her head wound is still there, the tattoo (which in my canon already wasn’t fully formed, because I like how in the concept art the filter makes it look less and less visible on each daughter going down, and i like the idea of bela being the only one with the full tattoo) has faded even more. At this point, it’s mostly just a portion of a rose and the bladed stem, but nothing else.

The dark splotches under her eyes that look like crying mascara stains are still there, not super dark, but there.

her hands still look corrupted and messed up, like if the gloves are off it still looks like gloves ghosting up her arms, thats still there. But the more claw like shape has faded to more proper hand like looks.

eyes the same, one gold one silver, no vision in her right eye. her balance is off because of dyspraxia. shes evil but shes trying be nice

throw ideas at me lets write together when im free from overworked underpaid hell

#out.#/floats to #anYWAYS #also now her memories are evn MORE fucked up bc she died again #so past life memories and present life memories are blending even more so shes really fuckijg pissed off lmao #also others w post village aus.. talk to me plot w me les do things #again im not free much but pls #cassie craves violence #i jaut saw mark uploaded part one of himnplaying dlc guess my nights plANNED

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mariesocuniverse · 3 years

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Relationships: WayV

MaeKun

if it werent for the the laws of ncity he wouldve asked her to join wayv and stay in their dorms

Since they don’t live together or are part of the same unit they don’t really spend a lot of time together but he’ll be damned if he doesn’t want to be with Mae

Large parent/protective older brother energy

not as protective as 127 hyungs but you know

Yeah she’s a menace when she teams up with other WayV members but she doesn’t clown him as much as they do it’s cause she saves that energy for doyoung lmao

mae claims she visits the wayv dorm for him but he’s 50% sure she’s just there for the animals

the other 50% is because she wants him to cook for her which he does even if she doesnt ask

hes like those parents who insist on giving you leftovers to bring home to your family

he taught her to do magic tricks bc she was insistent on wanting to learn at least one

okay but honestly she thinks he really cool despite all the clowning she does to him

like singing? dancing? cooking? visual? magic? and he can fly a plane????

one of the reasons she has high standards ngl

MaeTen

ten has unofficially adopted her whether people like it or not

he has fought with taeyong and doyoung about it she is his baby

if mark and johnny are his brothers, mae is basically his younger sister

if you look at his photo gallery he has a folder dedicated to mae and mae only

any photo or video of them together is basically ten clinging to her like a koala

he looks at her like she put all the stars in the sky but the same goes for mae

she has admitted in an interview that ten is one of her role models because of his talent and work ethic

whenever she needs help with dancing he’s one of the first people she asks

xiaojun once asked him who’s his favorite between yangyang and mae and you could see him malfunction for like six seconds before jokingly scolding him

“yah how could you ask me that type of question?”

fun fact! ten was the person she asked to go with her when she got her first tattoo!

he arranged the appointment at the place where he got his and held her hand when she was getting it

Lowkey considered getting matching tattoos but never really took the time to think of what tattoos they’d get

MaeWin

another top ship among czennies

these two are so soft for each other omg

just one glance at the two and you’re already melting

You can see Yuta screaming about MaeWin whenever the group is together and they’re interacting

And if you can’t see it you’ll probably hear it

MaeWin: casually talking

Yuta: is this what heaven looks like

MaeWinMark is just yuta’s weakness and he doesn’t even bother to hide it

Okay back to MaeWin before I get ahead of myself and make an entire post about Yuta and MaeWinMark

If they’re gathered in a large group their interactions aren’t really noticeable unless you’re actively looking for it

While the others are talking you can just see Mae playing with his hands or winwin giving her a soft smile while patting her head

They talk more when they’re either in a small group or just the two of them

MaeWin shippers were devastated when they got separated so when nct 2020 happened they went feral

Every once in a while they go out for hotpot and talk about what has been going on

LuMae

this man right here

they first met when she was visiting NCT U dance practice for BOSS with food and she heard him from the hallway

its one of the reasons why she wasn’t intimidated by him even though hes a giant

she was excited to see what kind of energy and personality he would bring to nct

and she was not disappointed at all

personal hype man

whenever they’re on a variety show together and mae is asked to do something he just yells “FIGHT HAEYADWAE”

of course the same goes for mae but less loud bc last time she kept yelling she lost her voice and couldnt talk for the rest of the show

He just has this energy where if he’s hyped up about something she feels energized to be hyped up well so you just hear the both of them cheering loudly

its always interesting to see because you just see a gentle giant cheering loudly with this smol girl next to him trying to match his energy

he always makes sure she’s comfortable when they’re at a schedule

like we know how he’s really silly on camera but he’s also very observant and caring

one time mae complained about how her feet hurt from the heels she was wearing so he just picked her up bridal style and walked to the van without a word

XiaoMae

They’ve heard abt each other from Kun and ten and greeted each other when they passed by each other in the halls but they never really had a chance to grow close until nct 2020 happened

Mae wasn’t in the Make a Wish unit so there weren’t a lot of chances to get to know each other while promoting either but it doesn’t mean they’re not friends

ten also hogs her attention when she visits the wayv dorms but we dont talk about that

these two arent as close as the others but not to the point where they actively avoid each other

whenever they’re together they just vibe

theres no awkward silence or small talk they just talk about random stuff

“no lucas, i dont hate xiaojun hyung we just dont hang out as often as we do”

“yes hendery we do have each other’s numbers we just don’t talk often”

WayV is lowkey tempted to lock the two of them in a practice room together and do a vlive to see what’ll happen

prime candidates for “It’s Awkward but It’s Okay”

their dynamic is kinda DoRen where they pretend to be awkward around each other as a joke

like they went out together once and everyone as excited bc omg they were interacting

XiaoMae shippers are starved for content and will accept any crumbs that come their way

HenMae

the duo people didnt know they needed until they met

its not like people didnt want them to become friends its just that theyre energies match well

these two are such a vibe

you know how there are ppl who don’t see for long periods of times but you still want tackle them in a hug whenever you meet? yeah its like that

kun sometimes wants to separate the two bc of how much chaos they cause together

they’re the duo where they think something is a good idea at the time but ends up as something bad at the end

kun has banned the two from the kitchen bc of a fire they started

HenMae shippers are thriving because of all the stories of the dumb shit they’ve done

lowkey considered doing a series together on nct daily but then the channel stopped uploading vids so it was never mentioned again

one time he was on call with his sister when she walked in and accidentally mistook her as his gf and now they jokingly have each other as bf and gf in their phone contacts

ten nearly had a heart attack when he saw the contact name pop up and mae picked up the call

yangyang has the whole thing recorded on his phone and refuses to delete it

MaeYang

(A/N everytime i see this gif i need a moment to pause and try and remember my ideas cause my head goes empty when it comes to yangyang)

okay if HenMae are chaotic, MaeYang are worse

kun doesnt need to dye his hair gray bc of all the stress these two cause him

czennies thought they didnt interact much bc of different schedules and groups but once nct world happened they changed their minds

MaeYang slowly climbing up the ranks of nct ships

during one of his lives yangyang mentioned how he spoke a lot with mae and that she wanted to add him to the 00liner gc

czennies lost it that day bc 1) holy shit theres a 00liners gc and 2) why tf hasnt yangyang been added into it yet

insists that she calls him oppa/hyung even though theres only a one month difference between them

Mae and Yangyang: whispering in the corner of the room

kun: theyre either talking shit about someone or world domination and i cant tell whats worse

he tried teaching her some german once and she now knows like three sentences

“Hallo, Ich bin Mae. Was geht ab? Mir geht’s gut.” (A/N this is the outcome of my three years of german lessons everyone)

and basically all the swear words but we dont need to talk about that

haechan jokes that he’s stealing mae away from the dreamies so he wont be the maknae in wayv

#nct 24th member #24th member of nct #nct female addition #nct female oc #nct au #kpop female addition #nct addition #nct dream female member #nct dream female addition #nct 127 female addition #nct 127 female member

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the-wayward-arc · 3 years

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Commission done for a friend. (WARNING! GORE AND TORTURE ARE MENTIONED AND INVOLVED)

Their plan had failed. Kidnap the Arc heir and get the ransom. Easy. Of course, the child put up a fight and force had to be used. Necessary. But then they came, Tyrian and a man known simply as the Hound. Both of them were her mistress's top men in the Grimm syndicate. Why did they attack them? Why were her and her three other associates tied up in the middle of the clearing? Cinder wanted answers and she needed them now!

"I just wanna go home." She looked to the five year old Arc heir, he was clinging to the Hound for dear life, his eyes closed tightly as tears ran down his face.

"Hey! What's going on here!? Why'd you ruin our job?!" The fourth member of Cinder's team yelled out, Bron. A swift kick to the jaw from Tyrian was his only answer. Bron coughed, spitting a tooth as he glared at the uncomfortably quiet assassin. Cinder knew Tyrian, he was never this quiet! He always had something to say! Before she could ponder more, lights could be seen approaching from the tree line along with the sounds of Engines.

An armored limousine flanked by four hummers, two on each side drove up, their lights nearly blinding. Their headlights were turned off but the floodlights on top of each hummer was turned on. They all recognized the vehicles, they were all Grimm syndicate vehicles. Though the limousine in the center, they all knew who that was. Cinder had a small smile on her face. The occupants of the Hummers exited their vehicles, they all looked ready to fight a war. Decked out in full military apparel from their military rifles to the various tactical gear, the only striking things separating them from any actual military branch was their black and red uniform color and their bone white metallic masks. Apathy squad. That was the name of this particular group of Grimm syndicate soldiers. Only used for the extreme of issues and commanded only by on-

Two people exited the driver and passenger sides of the limo. Hazel and his older sister Gretchen Rainart, both dressed in suits. All four watched Gretchen walk to the end of the Limo, opening as someone stepped out, someone they all recognized; Salem, the head of the Grimm Syndicate. She was strikingly beautiful given her age, platinum pale blonde hair kept in half undone bun style. Fair skin with vein like tattoos spreading all over them, a tradition she once stated was part of her family for those that became the heads. Her light blue eyes fixated on the bound for as she walked over to them gracefully. Her heels kicking rocks as she walked over.

"Ha! You idiots are in for it now! Once the boss lady hears you messed up our job, there will hell to p-"

"Aunty Salem!" Bron stopped talking, all four of them froze as they saw the hound put the young boy down as he ran with a limp to Salem. She brought herself down to one knee, arms opened as a loving smile that none had ever seen before was on her face. The boy hugged her tightly as she did the same, her arms wrapping around him as she kissed his forehead.

"Shhhhh, it's okay my sweet knight. I'm here. Your aunty is here." She said with a soothing motherly voice, soothing the crying boy as she sent a death glare at all four of the bound men.

"I *hic* scared Aunty! They said they would *hic* kill me. That they would come after everyone." He cried as he buried his face into her chest, crying.

"Мой маленький рыцарь(my little knight), I'm here now. You were so brave, I'm proud of you for being brave. Aunty is gonna make the bad people go away okay?" She said, a chill of pure fear running down all their spines.

"M-Mistre-" cinder tried to rise, to tell her Mistress this was a misunderstanding! Only for the butt of a rifle to hit her back down. She looked to see an Apathy soldier behind her, they had surrounded them. All their rifles pointed at them. She looked at the crying boy, then to Salem. This boy. The sole male of the Arc family was Salem's nephew. He was her family...a family they all just threatened.

"Stay down." The soldier stated.

"Jaune, why are you limping and who gave you that black eye?" She asked him, Bron and Mercury stiffened as Jaune pointed at them.

"The man with the silver hair hit my legs hard because I tried to run away. He said if I did it again, he was gonna make sure I could never walk again." He told her. Mercury looked at Salem, her glare terrifying him. Then he glared at Cinder, the one who decided to go against Salem's orders.

He rose up, "DAMN YOU CIND-" the butt of rifle slamming against his jaw sent him to the ground, two soldiers picking him up and putting back onto his knees.

"Silence! You will speak only if Salem allows it!"

"who gave you that black eye?" She asked him, ignoring the commotion as she moved locks of Jaune's hair to get a better view of his eye. Her anger rising as she could see the outlines of a fist among the swelling. He pointed at Bron.

"He did." Tears started forming and it broke Salem's heart to see her nepphew had gone through so much pain, the redness on his wrist did not go unnoticed. "H-he said h-he would kill me and our f-family. Saying h-he would do bad s-stuff to m-momma and my sisters."

Bron's mouth was dry. He couldnt speak to defend himself. What the boy said was true. Of course he was just stating it to keep the kid in line but he didnt know that. Not would Salem care if he didn't mean it. Salem looked at him, there was death promised behind that stare.

"You arm, why is it like that?" It was Cinder's turn to stiffen more than she already did. She kidnapped and beaten Salem's nephew. Threatened his family with death or well Salem's family.

"T-to keep me in the room. The metal hurt when I tried to get out of it. She gave me a knife and said I could leave if I just cut off my hand." Cinder didn't dare look up. She knew they had screwed up immensely. There was no mercy. No way to talk themselves out of it. There was only punishment.

"Gretchen," the older woman stepped forward, "take Jaune into the Limo, give him water and some snacks. Hes had quite an ordeal."

"Yes ma'am." The giant of a woman extend her arms out as the boy hugged Salem tighter. She gave him a kiss on the cheek, whispering in his ear as he nodded. He allowed Gretchen to carry him as she began to walk away. Salem slowly walking towards the four.

"Wait!" Jaune cried, causing Salem to immediately turn her head with concern. Gretchen walked towards Salem. "Aunty, the girl with the green hair...she was nice to me. She gave me food and played a game with me." Salem looked at Emerald, the girl not wanting to look back.

"Is that so."

"Yeah! She was nice to me, when the man over there punched me, she wiped away my tears and tried to make the pain go away." Emerald smiled a bit, internally thanking the boy for remembering. Cinder however was seething with anger. She didnt know Emerald was doing this!

"I see, go rest now мой маленький детеныш(my little cub), I'll be there shortly." Salem turned away, waiting for the door to the Limo to slam shut. Once it did, she looked at Cinder.

"Cinder," there venom and anger in her voice, despit her calmness. Gone was that motherly tone. "What were your orders hmm?"

"Mistress, please just all-" a hard slapped shut her mouth. She looked at Salem, seeing her hand raised with a glare. "What. Were. Your. Orders?"

"T-to S-stand by and wait for your orders." She answered, recovering from the slap.

"What did you do instead?"

"We acted on our own."

"And?"

Cinder clenched her teeth. "We kidnapped the Arc heir and held him for ransom..."

Salem look towards Bron as she walked over to him. Two soldiers bring the bound man to his feet.

"let me see your hands." She commanded, holding her own hand.

"Ma'am, T-this was all Cinder's idea! If we had know-" a fist to the gut by one of the soldiers silenced him. Salem still waiting for him to show her his hands. The two guards did for him, Salem examining his right knuckle and seeing it was somewhat red. Her anger rose more, knowing what he had done to Jaune.

"This the fist you used? Hazel." The large man immediately walked over, clasping Bron's fist into his own before crushing with all his strength, a sickening crunch was herd as Bron screamed in pain, his fingers all broke with a few bones poking out. "His punishment isnt over yet, stand him up." The soldiers immediately raised the man up, cutting his bound hands as he went grasp the broken one.

The others looked at Salem as she walked in front of them, then hearing the snarling and growling. All their eyes widened when they saw three large wolf like creatures. Beowolves, The result of the Grimm syndicate cross breeding Russian bear dogs with Wolves, to create vicious attack dogs to be sold. The dogs were large, with jet black fur and vicious fangs as they snarled. They charged at the 3 bound people only to be stopped by their chain leashes.

"Каблук!" The dogs immediately sat down, looking at the one who ordered, Salem. She looked at Bron who looked back fearfully.

"I have done everything in my power to ensure my family is never involved in the other side of our business. From bribing officials, forcing others to look the other way, to even assassinations against anyone that looked at my family the wrong way. Then you four," she looked at them all, seeing their fear. "Decide to act on your own, kidnap my sweet nephew and make him endure pain that I worked extremely hard to ensure he would never experience!" She shouted, making them all flinch. "Bron, you threatened to kill him. You threatened to kill MY family. To do unsavory things to my not only niece but my great nieces as well." She walked forward, the man trying to back away only to be stopped by Hazel.

"Ma'am! Please!" He begged. "It was Cinder's idea! Please you have to believe me!" He cried, tears running down his face but it didn't faze Salem. She snarled at him.

"Run."

"W-wah?" He asked through sobs.

"Run. You have 3 seconds." She said, turning around. "3..." the beowolves stood up and bron knew what was going to happen. He stepped back, breaking into a sprint towards the treeline. "2..." he ran, as fast as he could. Praying to any god that would listen to save him. "1." Salem turned around, "Убийство.(Kill)" The beowolves immediately broke into a run, free of their chains as they chased after their prey.

Bron ran, he could hear the barking from the canines. He ran, despite his lungs burning. He had to keep going! He had to survive! He wasnt going to die here! He- a Beowolf lunged onto his back, pushing to the ground, before he could react they were on him. Biting into his flesh, ripping chunks off as he tried to fight back. One grabbing a hold of his broken hand and violently tugging at it, he screaming as one bit into his exposed stomach, a chunk being ripped off due to the powerful jaws.

Salem looked at the surviving three as they listened to their former teammate being ripped apart. His screamings echoing throughout the forest. Screams for help. To make the pain stop. Forgiveness. There was no forgiveness. No mercy. They had brought the wrath of the devil himself onto themselves. Mercury could clearly hear the flesh being torn off as the screams died down before silence.

"Возвращение!" A soldier yelled. Within a few minutes, the canines came running out, all three recoiled as they saw each one of them was covered in blood. In their jaws, each held a piece of Bron. One held his mauled tattooed arm, bits of flesh hanging loosely off it. The other held what looked like intestines in its mouth but the other was the worst. A piece of Bron's face was held firmly in its jaws, his lone eye hanging out of the half torn socket. Emerald couldn't hold it in and vomited. Cinder tried her best to stay composed despite the brutality she had just heard and seeing its aftermath. Mercury was shaking, the assassins always the one doing the killing. Now he was on the other end.

"Emerald. The kindness you showed my nephew will not go unnoticed, your punishment will not be as severe. But you will still be punished, just not now. Others are ahead of you." Salem stated as she walked past Emerald. Silently thanking Jaune.

"Mercury." She looked at the young assassin as he looked away.

"Look at me." He still looked away. Immediately a soldier grabbed his head and forced him to look at Salem. He could've sworn her blue eyes were gone, replaced by a pair of glowing blood red ones. He blinked and her eyes were normal.

"You beat Nephew's legs. To ensure he couldnt run far. You threatened to make sure he couldn't walk again if he tried to run again. Am I correct?"

Mercury could only nod. He dare not lie.

"You will not die today. No, I still have need of you. But you will be punished and it will be the way you threatened my sweet boy." Mercury's eyes went wide as the soldiers grabbed him, throwing to the ground and started to tie his legs above the knee caps, a piece of wood placed between his legs, also above the knee caps as it painfully forced his legs to spread apart despite being bound. The soldiers held him down.

"Make him experience the pain he brought upon my nephew." She ordered, before Mercury could say anything, something was shoved in his mouth.

"You may wanna bite down my dear Mercury, or else you'll bite off your tongue." She told him as a large soldier walked foward, a sledgehammer in hand. Mercury eyes widened as the soldier raised the sledgehammer high and immediately brought it down to the side of Mercury's right leg. Forcing the limb to bend into the wood. He screamed into the leather as the hammer came down again onto his right leg, another swing and another followed until his right leg was a right angle. His bones sticking out.

Emerald shut her eyes as the soldier repeated the same action onto the other leg. Salem unfazed by any of it as she looked at Cinder. Each sickening hit of flesh tearing and bone breaking made her flinch. Eventually it stopped and she looked at the gnarled form that was Mercury, he had passed long ago from the pain.

"Treat his wounds. Make sure he lives." The soldiers bowed before taking the broken assassin away. The beowolves were still gnawing their prizes.

"Take Emerald away, put her in one of the vehicles."

"Yes ma'am." One soldier stated as he picked the thief by the arm and forced her away. She dared not look at Salem or Cinder. Cinder glared at her as she was led away.

"Cinder. You have no one to blame but yourself." Salem snarled as Cinder looked at her. She was immediately brought to her feet to look at her boss.

"Ma'am! Please, I acted on how you taught me! To take the chance when it presented itself!" Cinder told her, hoping she can get out of this.

Tyrian walked forward, holding a long box in front of him with both hands. Salem turned around, opening the box's latched lid carefully to reveal a sword Nestle in soft fabric.

"Crocea Mors. This sword has been in my family since the time of the Roman Empire. During the reign of Julius Caesar. It was his sword, then it was melted down by one his descendants and reforged into the sword you see now. Carried by our ancestor Joan of Arc before her death." She waved the sword a bit, holding it up high as she inspected it. "Each Arc since then has held onto the sword, swearing upon it to protect our family no matter what. To honor our promises we make. To ensure any foe who stands before us falls. It will be Jaune's soon. When he comes of age, it will be his." She looked at Cinder. "You harmed my family Cinder. I had such high Hope's for you as well, but you still have some uses to me, so I won't kill you."

That didnt make Cinder feel better. "Raise your right arm out Cinder." She ordered, at first Cinder didn't. Salem looked at Hazel as the man stepped forward and forced her to. Cinder tried to fight back, but to no avail due to the man's strength.

"Mistress! Please! It won't happen again! I promise!" She pleaded, Salem handed the sword to the hound, as he raised the blade above Cinder's arm, right above elbow.

"Oh my sweet Cinder. I know. But what was it you said to my nephew?" The Hound raised the blade higher. "The only way to get out was to cut off your hand?" The blade came down In one swift motion. Severing Cinder's arm. Cinder fell to her knees, shocked. She looked at her severed limp limb as it was thrown towards the canines as they began to rip it apart. Then down to her stump, blood pouring out. The shakily looked at Salem, who simply cleaned the blood off the blade before carefully placing it back into secured holder. She began to walk away, as the pain finally registered to Cinder. She screamed and flayed on the ground as she tried to stop the bleeding.

"Go, make sure she lives. She still has uses to me." She told the soldiers. The canines were put back into their cages as Hazel opened the door for Salem. She saw Jaune was fast asleep, hugging into Gretchen, Salem extend her arms out, wanting to hold the small child. She cradled him as snuggled into her, a sweet smile on her face as she alerted her niece that he was Safe and the proper authorities were dealing with the people involved. She slowly ran her fingers over his swollen eye, then looking at his wounded wrist. "The bad people are gone now, I'll always protect you my sweet knight." She kissed his forehead as they drove away, the sound Cinder screaming could faintly be heard.

#jaune arc #rwby #rwby salem #salem rwby #cinder fall #mercury black #emerald sustrai #hazel rainart #gretchen rainart #Au #commission snippet #snippet

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bridgyrose · 3 years

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Darkened rose au: ruby kills one of her team

Ruby silently watched her old friends and teammates run around Mantle, taking care of the grimm. Ever since Salem had shown up, Mantle had become a warzone between the grimm and anyone who was foolish enough to stand in their way. And her job was to find Ozma and put him to rest once and for all. Although, one little snag did seem to show up.

Ruby’s eyes immediately darted to her sister, who seemed to be keeping close to the boy that seemed to be Ozma’s host. She tightened her grip on her scythe, waiting for the right moment to strike.

“Oscar! Behind you!”

Ruby watched as the boy slammed a cane into an oncoming grimm after Yang yelled to him, frowning as she watched Yang, Nora, and Ren keep close to him. Anger started to well up inside of her. These so called friends of her couldnt help keep her safe, but had no issues with keeping a complete stranger safe. A stranger that they welcomed in as their own. She had been keeping an eye on them ever since they had arrived into Atlas, and not once did they ever leave the boy’s side. This assignment was starting to become harder than anticipated.

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Yang panted a bit after the last of the grimm was cleared from the streets of this section of Mantle. She quickly pulled out her scroll and smiled. “Alright Fiona, section five is all clear. We’ll have the citizens moved to the crater shortly.”

“Thanks guys,” Fiona replied. “Then you four can move onto section eight. Your other teammates should be finishing with section twelve soon and will meet you there.”

Yang closed her scroll and put it away, looking towards her teammates. “Let’s make sure to round everyone up. We cant afford to have any stragglers.”

Nora nodded and started running to the nearest home. “Shouldnt be too hard now.”

Oscar sat down for a moment, catching his breath and stretching his arms as he looked towards Yang. “You know you dont have to push yourself, right?”

“I… I know. But I cant afford to lose anyone else after losing Ruby.” Yang pulled out a small locket, glancing at the picture inside of her team. It hadnt felt that long ago that all four of them were still at Beacon, Ruby annoying Weiss and Blake trying to keep the two from killing each other. “It’s the same reason I want you to stick with at least one of us. Since you have Ozpin inside of you, we cant risk anyone going after you to hurt you.”

Oscar nodded and stood up, following Yang as she continued down the street. “Yeah, but… I can hold my own now. You, Jaune, Nora, Ren, Weiss, Blake… all of you have taught me so much. The least I can do is help you all out-”

“I’m not going to let you risk yourself.” Yang stopped in the middle of the street, putting her locket away. “I made a promise to Qrow when we all agreed to let you join us: that I wont let you be taken like Ruby was. If Salem knows that Ozpin isnt dead, she’ll send someone after you and we’ll have to keep you safe.”

“Right…”

Yang started moving again, keeping an eye out for any grimm that may have been missed. She stopped once again when she thought she saw something move in the shadows, putting a hand out to Oscar. “Stay here. There’s something out there.”

“Like what?”

“Not sure.” Yang slowly started moving to an alleyway, reading her gauntlets again. With the sun starting to set, grimm were sure to start popping up. She slowly made her way into the darkness, looking around. “Anyone there?”

Yang’s question was met with the sound of metal scraping against brick and footsteps crunching in a bit of snow. A small breeze came through the alley, bringing with it a few small rose petals. She caught them and looked at them closely. “Rose petals?”

A figure launched itself out of the alleyway, slamming into Yang. A scythe blade met gauntlets, pushing Yang back as the figure managed to catch it’s footing on the ground.

Yang glared at the figure, unable to see who it was under the black hood. “Who are you and what do you want?” Her questions were met with the scythe blade swinging at her, fire starting to engulf the blade. She quickly dodged out of the way, readying herself for a fight. “Alright, if its a fight you want…”

The figure rushed at her, almost swinging the scythe wildly. Each strike was met from a block from Yang. A smirk ran across the figure’s face as she pulled back. “Hand the boy over, and I’ll let you live.”

“I wont let you hurt him.” Yang ran forward to throw another few punches at her assailant. Each punch met the cold steel of the scythe shaft, pushing the figure back. She froze as the figure’s hood finally dropped, familiar black and red hair and silver eyes staring back at her. R-Ruby…”

Ruby staggered a bit as she regained her footing, her eyes emotionless as she stared back at her sister. “Hand the boy over.”

Yang kept her arms up, not quite sure what to think. “I… I thought… Jaune and Nora and Ren said you were taken away. We thought… we thought you were killed.”

“Do I look dead to you?” Ruby circled around her sister, dragging the blade of her scythe along the ground. “Although, I should’ve been dead. Then Cinder opened my eyes to everything. You have no idea what you’re up against.”

“I know about Salem. I know who Cinder works for. You… you cant think this is the right thing to do-”

“And all you did was abandon me!” Ruby raised her scythe again. “No one went after me! Cinder made sure that I knew exactly how the world works. And Salem… No one can defeat Salem.” The dust tattoo on the back of her neck started to glow red, a painful heat spreading across her body. Ruby winced a bit and sighed. “And it seems I’m taking too long for my task. So I’m giving you one last chance: give me the boy.”

“I’m not going to fight you, Ruby.” Yang lowered her arms for a moment as she looked at her lost sister. “But I’m not going to give him up either.”

Ruby rolled her eyes and in the blink of an eye, rushed forward with her semblance and stopped right behind Yang, plunging the blade of her scythe in her sister’s back. “Then you dont have to.”

Yang gasped as she felt the blade pull out from her, turning around to face Ruby before falling forward. She looked up, watching Ruby walk to Oscar and taking him away with her semblance. She reached out to the rose petals that flowed in the breeze, her vision going black as she heard Nora’s voice calling out to her.

#rwby #ruby rose #rwby ruby rose #yang xiao long #oscar pine #the darkened rose #darkened rose au #drabbles #angst #angsty drabbles #tw character death #character death

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clumsyclifford · 3 years

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you are the taste of something sweet (and i’m tangled in the sheets)

hi i couldnt sleep so i wrote sleepy morning jalex and now i still cant sleep so im posting it. at 6am yes yes move on

this takes place in the same ‘verse as all hung up like i was on you (tumblr link), the fic based on t-shirt by thomas rhett. it might be better to read that first but if u dont feel like it then all u need to know is alex is a middle school teacher, jack has an office job, they are boyfriends yeah that’s all

this is fluffy fluff and i don’t think there are even any tws on it so!! fun for the whole family. (i mean there’s swearing but. at this point it’s a given)

title from holly (would you turn me on?) absolutely chuffed as they say to be finally using that as a title. just totally stoked i cant lie

read it here on ao3

Later, when Alex is more eloquent, he'll say that Jack is golden.

Or, no. More like Jack takes golden light and weaves it into something new, some gleaming…well, something. The point is that later on Alex will have the words, but right now he doesn't.

Right now, he just has the picture, but what a beautiful picture it is.

Jack is still asleep. Alex doesn't fault him, since it's Saturday and he's only just woken up himself, even though the clock has informed him it's half past noon and the sun is already high in the sky. Alex could move. He could get up, pull on some sweats, and shuffle into the kitchen to make some mid-afternoon coffee and brunch (breakfast eaten at lunchtime). Sure. He could.

But God, Jack is so gorgeous.

It's been a little while since Alex has had the opportunity just to watch Jack sleep. He watches Jack whenever he can, watches him shouting at the Orioles on TV (because honestly they could not possibly have chosen a less competent team to back), watches him pore over documents Alex still doesn't quite understand the nature of, watches him when he drives Alex home, windows down, breeze ruffling through his clothes and hair, singing terribly along with whatever early 2000s pop punk song happens to come on shuffle. It's so easy to watch him because there's always something to see; Jack is motion manifested, always on, always shifting like ripples in water, never quite the same on a second glance.

But now, though. Now is special. Moments like these are special, because for once Jack is still, and what a stunning still photograph he makes. Long eyelashes over sharp cheekbones, dark hair contrasted against the white pillowcase, the blanket falling just low enough that his left shoulder is exposed, ink from the tattoo sprawling over tan skin. Alex could drink it in for the rest of his life, and he doubts he'd ever grow tired.

It must be a few minutes, but Alex is happy not to keep track. Eventually Jack stirs, and his eyelids twitch before he opens his eyes, slowly. When his gaze meets Alex's, he smiles, lazily.

"G'morning," he says huskily. The sleep hasn't cleared from his voice. Alex hopes it never does.

"Morning," he answers.

"Time?"

"Don't ask."

Jack breathes a tired laugh at that. "How long you been up?"

Alex feels a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Ten minutes, maybe."

"And you've been just sitting here watching me sleep?" Jack's eyes flutter shut as he smiles. "Creep."

Alex can't help it; he reaches out, fingertips landing on Jack's face, thumb tracing underneath his eye. "You're so beautiful," he murmurs. Jack exhales quietly, happily. "I love waking up with you." Wish I could do it every day, he means.

They haven't discussed it, but maybe it's time they do.

"You're not so bad yourself," Jack says warmly in return, but he doesn't open his eyes.

Alex drags the pad of his thumb down Jack's jaw, then brushes over his cheek with the plane of his index finger, taking his time to trace the outline of the most beautiful face he's had the good fortune of falling in love with. Jack doesn't move, and his halfway smile doesn't waver as Alex smoothes his thumb over Jack's lips. "My Jack," he says softly. In the sanctuary of this morning, from the golden boy at the end of Alex's fingertips to the promise of sunshine and coffee when they finally get up, it's easy to add, "I love you."

At this Jack's smile does grow, and he finally opens his eyes. Alex can't even imagine what he sees. A man too far gone for his own good, probably.

"Wait, say it again," he says. "I didn't get to look at you before."

It's so profoundly Jack that Alex has to swallow back a laugh. "I love you," he repeats, and the words taste like glitter and sunlight and Jack's smile is gold, pure gold.

"I love you too," he says, the most beautiful four-four measure Alex has ever heard, like Jack has somehow figured out a way to twist stardust into language; the shortest love song ever written, just for Alex's ears.

Alex smiles, and he knows he's not half as radiant as Jack when he does, but it's not like he could stop himself. To be in love with Jack is a privilege all by itself; for Jack to be in love with him, Alex thinks he must have been some kind of Odyssean hero in a past life.

"We should get up," Jack finally says, and Alex realizes he's lapsed into silence again, drinking in the sight of Jack once more. "At some point."

"Nah," Alex says. He threads his fingers through Jack's hair and shifts closer, until Jack rolls onto his back and Alex can lean over him, arms braced against the pillow. "I disagree."

"Oh, well, in that case," Jack says dryly, but he hasn't stopped smiling since his eyes opened to meet Alex's.

"We should stay here forever," Alex suggests. He ducks down and presses a kiss to Jack's cheek, and Jack giggles. "We should stay here," and he drops another kiss on Jack's other cheek, "and never go anywhere," his temple, "or see anyone," his nose, "or do anything else forever," and he starts trailing kisses down the line of Jack's jaw.

"We'll both be fired," Jack says pragmatically.

Alex shakes his head. "Don't care. We'll become hermits. I'm pretty sure hermits get a monthly check from, like, Hermits United."

"I think you watch too much Doctor Who."

Somehow this startles a laugh out of Alex, and he pulls away for a moment to look Jack in the face. "But you got the reference, so who's the real geek?"

When Jack laughs this time, Alex feels it vibrate against his lips where he's leaving soft kisses down the line of Jack's throat. "Oh, God. This is my worst nightmare. You've made me a Doctor Who fan." Then, "If anyone was going to corrupt me, of course it would be you."

Alex pulls back again, smiling in the gleaming light of Jack's fond look. "I hardly think Doctor Who is how I'm going to corrupt you. Didn't I just suggest we both get sacked and hole up in your apartment?"

"That's true." Jack skims a hand up Alex's chest and curls his fingers around Alex's neck. "I kinda liked that idea, though. Tell me more."

Alex hums. "Well, I can promise you it will involve a lot of this," and he dips down to kiss Jack on the lips, slowly, intently, savoring every second, committing the taste to memory in case anyone ever asks him what sunlight tastes like.

Jack smiles against Alex's mouth, so Alex moves back just a breath. "I'm convinced," Jack mumbles. His fingernails scratch lightly at the back of Alex's neck, at the ends of his hair. "I'm in. Let's do it."

Alex chuckles and lowers himself down, kissing Jack again with absolutely no intention of stopping, and Jack lets him, and after a moment Alex thinks of something to say that requires breaking the kiss, so he does.

"Move in with me?" he asks.

Jack hums. "You should move in with me," he says. "All your shit is here anyway, and I live closer to your school."

"Sounds like you've thought about it."

"I have," says Jack. "A lot. I've been thinking about it for a long time."

Something about that makes Alex's heart skip a beat. "I'd love to move in with you," he says, a little breathless. "God, I fucking love you."

Jack gazes at Alex, deep, earnest brown eyes as sincere as they'd been the first day they'd met. "Alright, gig's up," he says. "I already said you can move in. You can stop the bribe now."

Alex laughs and hides his face in Jack's neck, barely moving his lips to brush a kiss over his collarbone. "No way, babe. I have weeks of not saying it to make up for."

"Weeks, huh?"

"Yeah, weeks."

"Oh, well. That's alright then." Jack's arms are tight around Alex's neck. "I love you. I'd love you more if you made coffee."

"This love can't be conditional," Alex protests.

"It's not conditional! I'm just saying if you made coffee I'd love you even more."

"Choosing to believe you already love me the maximum amount," Alex says airily, "but I will make you coffee anyway, because I'm that nice."

Jack sighs contentedly. "You know, I always think I love you the maximum amount," he says reflectively, "but then every day I fall more in love with you. So I'm starting to think there might not be a limit."

Alex's heart skips another beat. That might become a problem if it continues. "Holy fuck, that's romantic," he says, because it is, and then, fervently, "Me too, by the way."

He feels Jack giggle. "Well, I woke up and the first thing you did was call me beautiful. I'm just trying to keep up at this point."

Alex wonders how he ever existed without Jack, and he sends up a silent prayer to whoever's listening that he never has to again. He shifts, rolling onto his side and pulling Jack with him, because his arms are getting kind of tired, and affords Jack a grin. "I meant it," he promises. "You are. So gorgeous. I wish I could just look at you forever."

"But then how would you watch Doctor Who?"

Alex laughs. "Good point. I take it back. I wish I could look at you forever except for forty-five minutes twice a week."

"That's more like it." Jack moves to cup Alex's face in his hand, and his smile is so soft, so quiet, something only for Alex to see. "I don't think I mentioned, but you're also beautiful, Alex. You're just." He sweeps his thumb over Alex's cheek. "I wish I knew more words, or more languages, or something, so I could figure out how to say what I'm trying to say."

And Alex thinks maybe he understands, because if it's anything like what Alex has been trying to say then he knows already there are no words for it in any language. It's not something that gets said; it's a feeling, or maybe a moment, and it's in the room right now, settling like a blanket over them both. "I know," he whispers, letting his eyes close, letting Jack lean in and kiss him gently, leisurely, like they have all the time in the world, and maybe they do.

(Sometime later, Alex will find his best approximations for what they're both grasping at right now. It'll start with I remember when I woke up the morning you first told me you loved me, my first thought was, "Wow, this man is golden," and it'll end with I do.)

#jack barakat #alex gaskarth #jalex #jalex fic #all time low #atl fic #fic #my fic #tshirt verse #im goign to cfry honestly this is so fucking cute #i keep outwriting my own fluff #jury is honestly out whether this is more fluffy than the malum michael's birthday fic #in other news: i need to be awake in two hours #and i need to record some vocal things!#and then i need to MOVE OUT OF COLLEGE UNTIL SPRING!!!!!!#folks this is not an ideal night to be unable to fall asleep #but at least i made the most of it #fic <3 #i like that i was debating posting jalex tonight #and decided against it #and then wrote different jalex and posted that instead #in fairness the vibes of this are like SUUUUPER different vfrom the vibes of the one i already had written #like they could not be more different i think #im also not even a hundred percent sure this like. is tonally consistent with the first tshirt fic #but i dont . care #its still cute #i say it is so it is. it does #PEOPLE CONTAIN MULTITUDES #think i depserately need sleep #goodnbye

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ally-writes-many-things · 4 years

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Secret Voight S2 Part 4 (Jay Halstead)

Summary: With the team now knowing you are Voight's daughter. That's one problem down but Voight still doesn't know about you and Jay. Unless he already knows.

Words: 2748

Prompts:

Requested: Heavily

A/N or Warning: mentions of r*pe, murder, and torture.

You had left Jay in your apartment while you go talk to this Joe guy. His file said he always went to the same bar. You walked into the bar and spot him sitting alone. Joe gave you a once over. "Last time I drink with one of you, I ended up in jail,"

You scoffed and ignored it. "I know how this works, you took care of Justin inside and now you think he owes you. Justin doesn't owe you jack shit. You hear me? Jack shit,"

Joe takes a sip of your drink. "You can't arrest someone for hanging out with friends,"

You looked Joe. "No, but I can arrest you for the drugs I'm going to find in your car. Don't fuck with me,"

You were sitting in Intelligence the next day and Voight hands out a case file to everyone. You opened up the file and saw that there was two girls that were raped, murder and their ears were cut off. Voight cleared his throat. "They're calling him the Riverwalk Killer. Mayor is flipping out on the superintendent, who us flipping out of the Chief. None of that matters to me. Two women are dead and went through something hoffic. It isn't going to happen again,"

Antonio looked up from the file and addressed the team. "There were no witnesses. Area control searched every crimes scenes and found nothing on physical evidence,"

Ruzek looked at Dawson. "Pods?"

Voight pointed at no one in particular. "Detectives from New York SVU are in route right now to help out,"

You looked back at the file. "They also had two victims killed in their city two days apart,"

Voight nodded. "Traffic camera picked up a male, white, 5'10 wearing a hoodie following both victims. but they couldnt get a clear visual on his face,"

Jay looked at Lane. "What about sex offenders?"

"Nothing pops out. Plus, no DNA yet off ant of the victims,"

Voight walked to his office but stopped and looked at us. "We aren't waiting for that. We get proactive m. Boots on the ground. I want everyone working the river for suspicious behavior. Dress the part,"

You were walking on part of the river while the team walked the other part. Well beside Voight and Lane, they were in the surveillance van. Antonio had came through the radio saying that he saw a suspicious person and was walking towards Jay. Jay being Jay ran after him and chased after him.

After running his name, you guys didnt like him for the crime and still took him in to see if he had any information. He said that there was a guy around five in the morning that he remembers giving off the vibe of either a cop or a criminal.

It was an hour after you talked to the guy from the park and the detectives from New York were now here and you all had introduced yourself. Rollins was standing next to the board, also near Voight. "The only connection we can see is a trade show convention in New York at the time of the murder us here in Chicago now. Its at the Rittenshiuse convention center,"

Voight looked at Lane. "Lane,"

"On it,"

You crossed your arms and walked over to your desk and leaned on it. "Who is this guy? What are we looking for?"

Rollins looked at you and then to the rest to them team. "This guy had been elevated ri serial killer status. I mean, in terms of the rape and murder, there are five types of different profile psyches. I think we are looking at the anger retaliatory rapist,"

Ruzek nodded but looked confused. "Why the ear? I get that hes a sadistic son of a bitch and everything, but us he trying to establish street cred or?"

Tutuola, the other detective from New York who was sitting next to him answered. "Ususally a souvenir or a trophy m. Sometimes, they make a shrine,"

Voight nodded. "How long do we have you for?"

"As long as you need us,"

Lane does his magic and finds fourty five men who were at both conventions and showed him to the guy you took in eariler. He ID a Jeffery Baker which you and Jay were now waiting for. He was in a panel and its set to release at anytime. Jay looked at you. "Have you talked to Justin?"

You looked at him. "Kinda been busy with you know the case,"

"You need too. Voight is gonna kick my ass, if he finds me,"

You walked up to Jay and grabbed his chin gently. "He won't find out and when I see Justin next, I will kick his ass, okay?"

Jay was about to kiss you, but he looked behind you. "There,"

You looked over and saw Jeffery walking out of the room. You and Jay walked over to where he was. "Jeffery Baker?"

He looked up from his phone and looked at you two weird. "Yes?"

"Detective Voight and Halstead, Chicago P.D,"

Jay walked up next to you. "Apparently, there's been some damage to your hotel room. Housekeeping made a complaint,"

Jeffery looked at you. "I didn't recant damage,"

Jay placed a hand on Jeffery's back and pushed him to start walking. "Great, we can clear that up at the station,"

Jay and you were now sitting in one of the interview rooms with Jeffery. Jeffrey wasn't saying anything more than what he was answering.

"How long have you been in town?"

"Five days,"

"From St. Louis?"

"Yep,"

Jay asked him a question now. "Have you been to the Riverwalk?"

"What does that have to do with my hotel room?"

"I'll ask again, you been to the Riverwalk?"

"I have?"

"When?"

"I have a suspicion that I'm not here about a hotel room,"

You didnt break eye contact. "What else would you be here for?"

"I havent the foggiest,"

"I'll ask again when and what time where you down at the Riverwalk?"

"Do you guys got Internet here? Theres a great video on YouTube from this law-school professor called 'dont talk to the police' no ooffense,"

Jay slammed his hand on the table and walked over to where Jeffery was sitting. "You're not in St. Louis, anymore. We have two rape-murders in the last few days, and your gonna answer some questions about that,"

Jeffrey had this stupid smile on his face since you took him in and Jay was getting tired of it. Frankly, you too. "Wipe that stupid smile off your face,"

Jeffery dropped his smile and then looked at Jay. "I will remove the smile as requested, to tell you very seriously, that you have the wrong guy,"

You were about to say something when there was knocks on the door and Antonio pops his head in and nodded at you two you to come talk to him outside in the hallway. "There's been another rape down at the Riverwalk. Victim survived. She's at Med,"

You and Dawson decided that it would be you and him that goes and see this vicitm at Med while Jay worked on getting infromation from Jeffery.

You walked into the room where Vanessa was, She looked at you and you saw how badly beaten this little girl is. Her one eyes was completely swollen shut. There was briuses and cuts all over her face. Your heart shattered. "Hi, Vanessa. I'm Detective Voight and this is Detective Dawson, and we're here to try to-"

Before you even could finish the sentence, she talked. "I'll do whatever I can do to help you catch him,"

"Thank you,"

Dawson walked up to the front of her bed while you were sitting in a chair next to her bed. "Can you take us through what happened?"

Vanessa nodded. "I'm on the soccer team at school, so I liked to get a run in after practice and out of nowhere, this guy appears in a brown hoodie with a mask,"

"Did he say anything?"

"Just to shut up and not to scream. He then, took me down to a dark area under the stairs and thats when he did what he did,"

"Is there anything you could see on him scars, a birthmark, a tattoo?"

"No,"

"Weight? Height?"

She looked at Antonio. "About your height, a little bigger. He had dirty blonde hair and brown eyes,"

"Anything else that could help idenity this man?"

"When he took his knife out something kicked in. We just had this self defense class at school, and the instructor said htat if you don't remember anything else, you should slap, grab, twist and pulled. That's what I did.

You were happy that her school did this class. It saved her life. "I glad you did. Where you able to leave a mark?"

"I got my thumbnail stuck in his eye and that when he fell out of me and I ran,"

You placed a hand on her shoulder gently. "You did amazing. Thank you for helping us,"

After you got done with Vanessa, you and Antonio drove back in slience as you were too heartbroken to talk. You went and told Voight about what Vanessa said, and kicked Jeffery. You were now in the break room when Jay comes in and shuts the door alone. You heard the door shut and you looked over and saw Jay was there. He walked up to you and place a hand on your cheek. You leaned into it. "Are you okay?"

You shook your head. "She's only 19 and she was beaten brutally. She wants us to tell the person who did this that they didn't break her. Let me tell you, that little girl is something else,"

Jay didn't say anything but pulled you closer to him and wrapped his arms around you. You allowed yourself to relax in them but the moment didn't last long because you heard the door start to open and he quickly let go of you and in comes Ruzek which told us that we were needed in the lobby. Rollins was the first one to address the team. "Okay, if the prep was rational, he would skip town knowing that the heat is on. There's a good chance he's still in town, so most likely he's angrier,"

Tutuola nodded. "He probably has a good idea that he left DNA under the victim's thumbnail and that's he gonna be I.D soon, so he's gonna need to strike soon while he still has a chance,"

Voight looked at Tutuola and then to the rest of us. "All right, hospital and clinics, check with foot patrol down at the Riverwalk. Beat the buses on this guy,"

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Burgess was the one who found Neil Vance and he's likely the prep. The team was outside the hotel that he was staying at while Al and Ruzek were inside the hotel. You and Jay of course was in one car. "What if Voight does find out?"

You rolled your eyes as you were getting tired of this convestion. "I don't know. We'll cross that bridge when he have too. Stop brining it up right now as we have an important case we are working on,"

You guys were there for a good half an hour before Al comes over the radio about how Jeffrey Baker walked into the hotel and Voight told Al and Ruzek to take him.

We were now back in Intelligence, sititing the lobby area. Antonio was looking over the details of the case. "Baker is from St. Louis. Vance is from Shreveport. Not sure how they met,"

Tutuola answered Antonio. "Some deviant chat room most likely,"

Jay was the next to talk. "Baker travels for his conventions. Maybe Vance meets him there. Baker's the lookout while Vance does the crime,"

Rollins was looking at the board. "It's a dyad. Both partners plan and commit the crime together, but htere is usualy a dominant-submissive relationship,

Tutuola nodded towards his partner. "Like the Columbine killers, the D,C snipers. the Menendez brothers and those two yahoos who blow up the boston marathon,"

"Yeah, the dominant force is psychopathic and/or sadistic. The submissive partner is depressed. He's dependent. The leader is going to be charamastic, you know, enthusiatic. He's looking for a follower to manipulate, while the subordinate he's vulerable. He feels lost. He needs someone to lead him,"

You walked up to the board and pointed at Jeffery. "Guarnteed, Baker is the dominant one,"

"Where's Baker right now?"

Jay looked over at Voight annoyed. "Interview room. He's all lawyered up,"

"Not for long. Put him in the cage,"

As Jay was walking over to you, you heard Tutuola ask Kevin and Ruzek what the cage was but no one answered him so he looked very confused. You had to sniffle a laugh with a cough. Jay looked at you werid. "You okay?"

You nodded. "Yeah,"

"Laughing at Tutuola's question about the cage?"

"More like his reaction when no one answered him,"

Jay smiled and chuckled.

After maybe thirty minutes of being in the cage with Voight, Baker gives up Vance and said that he is meeting him at Navy Pier. When we got there, we all spreaded out. You all mainly stayed on the Pier but Ruzek went towards the water. Al and Jay went on one of the boots. After a good ten fifteen minutes of looking for him, Ruzek comes over the radio and he is clearly talking to Vance but he doesn't want to let him know he is talking to the team. Voight asked twice where we was at and Ruzek hinted at where he was which was the Marilyn Yatch. You took notice of the woman he was holding hostage. You ran over where the Yatch was and got there just as Voight did. You walked over to your father. "Call SWAT,"

Voight shook his head and put his radio to his lips. "There's no time for that. Halstead and Olinsky, move into postion,"

Vance noticed that the team was standing there watching and address us as a group. "We are going to back out of here. The moment I see someone flash metal at me, she's dead I mean it!"

Ruzek put his hands out trying to calm down the sitution. "None of that needs to happen, all right. We're not going anywhere,"

Voight radioed. You got the shot?"

You heard Olinsky come back. "Affirmative,"

"Take the shot,"

Olinksky takes the shot and within seconds Vance drops to the ground as the woman screams. You ran over to her and comforts her.

You were finishing up reports after you came back from the Pier. Everyone else had left before Voight, Tutuola, and Rollins. Voight was in his office with the door shut and Tutola was in the car waiting for Rollins to come. "I have a couple of questions for you,"

I looked up from the report and saw Rollins was standing in front of you. "Go for it,"

Rollins looked towards Voight's office and before she could even ask you, you knew what the first question was going to be. "Yes, he's my father and no he didn't have anything to do with me being place in Intelligence,"

"Well that's one question answer. By the way, I didn't think he did,"

You nodded. "The second question?"

"Are you and Jay-?"

Your heart sped up as she started. "No,"

Rollins, clearly didn't believe you. "Just be careful. Dating your partner or having feelings for him doesn't end well,"

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Its been a few hours since the case was finshed and you were at your apartment waiting on Jay to come over with take out when you heard someone knock on the door. You get off the couch and you walked over to the door. You opened it and noticed that it was Justin. He walked past you into your apartment. You weren't really expecting Jay for a good ten to twenty minutes. Justing turned around and looked at you and his entire face screamed scared and worried. You walked up to him. "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

Justin couldn't figure out to say. "I just um, um I just. I didn't want to but I had to you know?"

He looked down at his hands you looked down at this and place his hands in yours. His hands were bloody. "What the hell did you do?"

#jay halstead x imagine #jay halstead x you #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead x reader #jay halstead #one chicago #chicago pd #secret voight

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Hiya! Big Thx for answering to my last request. I was really curious what would be Starish and QN's reaction if their s/o was an artist and asked to paint them naked and the reaction after they see the painting. Thank you a lot. (btw, im sorry u got sunburned, hope u r better :)) )

Its people like you that keep me going by being nice 😭 so thanks BB I'm fine. It hurt the first couple days but my skin's calming down a lot. And I'm always happy to answer :3 hope this is okay!

Warning: slight NSFW. Nothing graphic but if you're sensitive to that, don't read.

STARISH + QUARTET NIGHT reacting to being painted naked by their s/o

Natsuki:

When you first brought it up, he honestly felt kind of self conscious? He's a big guy so the painting would take a while and it made him blush to think about being naked in front of you for that long, even if you've seen him naked before. However, halfway through the session he calms down and starts to relax, joking, and even commenting on how you should paint both of you together sometime, which will just get him scolded because he's supposed to be still! Once the painting is finished and he sees it, all he can do was stare in awe. You captured everything so perfectly!!! Honestly just amazed at how you can get the painting to look so real and won't stop complimenting for days.

Tokiya:

Not shy per se, but uncomfortable at first. Sure you guys have seen each other naked, plenty of times! But this is like… you staring at him for hours on end and he can't even (make a) move. If you pester him enough though, he'll agree with a sigh and oblige. Don't ask him to smile though because his face doesn't work like that. But that's okay ??? Because the serious look he has on in the painting, with his hand just barely hovering over his package has him staring at himself for hours after the painting is done. Honestly finds himself so hot in the painting and might ask you to make another one.

Cecil:

Draw me like one of your french girls #1. Agrees immediately. Anything for his princess! Strips in such a way that you almost don't want to just paint him anymore. The whole process takes an entire day though because he just. Wont. Shut. Up. You have to remind him that paintings are quiet and dont speak, but that doesnt stop him. Reminds you that he's very tan and the tattoo on his chest has to be just right since its a special symbol from his country. Honestly annoys you half the time, but the painting turns out so good. You even put some fruit and velvet accessories around him to try and emphasize on him and his heritage and God those grapes barely covering his cock really bring it out… 10/10 approves.

Ren:

Draw me like one of your french girls #2. Already stripping before you finish your sentence, but also orders you to strip and paint naked because "I can't be the only one being stared at when i have such a goddess in front of me." You reluctantly agree, though his stare makes you almost mess up a couple times and oh my god the comments he dashes out and the things he says he will do to you after ward have you squirming in place. Ren might be a model with the body of a God but he's playing dirty. But the finished painting? Beautiful. And he says that too. Also says that now whenever he's gone, you'll have something to pleasure yourself to ;)

Otoya:

Blushes and almost passes out. Studders out an answer about how embarrassing that is and why would you want that and omg he's hyperventilating. You have to calmly reassure him that it's just a painting and it won't hurt him. No one else will see it because it will be in you guys' bedroom, or bathroom if he finds that safer. Gives in at some point because he doesn't want to disappoint you and lays down on the couch, completely red. You almost couldnt differentiate between his face and his hair and at some point his thoughts began to wander and uh oh now he's hard. But that's okay because it makes for that much more of a good painting. When he sees it, he's still embarrassed but also amazed by your artistic ability. Still makes you promise that it will go somewhere where no one sees it.

Syo:

Literally shrieks when you bring it up to him. You want what? Why? How? Are you gonna sell it? Has so many questions. You have to reassure him, much like Otoya, that no one else sees it and he'll agree to it. Is also blushing during the session but his is more like a soft pink hue and he tries so hard to keep his thoughts under control. Asks for at least some props to take some of the attention away from him and so you tell him to take out his violin. Have you ever seen a naked man with his violin? No? Have you ever seen a wet artist? Now you have. Both of you were so amazed with the outcome that it was almost cringe. Asks to have it in the bedroom so he can admire himself and also your skills.

Masato:

LMAO have fun convincing him. Least likely of all to be comfortable with this and it will take forever for him to get there. However, if you tell him he can wear his Yukata to cover up some of his skin, like it being draped around his shoulders or hanging over one of his legs, he might be more willing. He just doesnt like to see all of himself naked so at least respect that aspect. Also demands you make him melon bread after this. Is also a blushing mess during the session, worse than otoya even and you have to remind him to breathe every once in a while because youre genuinely scared he might pass out. Once the painting is done, though, he will actually be shook. He looks so good? And might he even say, sexy? Is this really him? Plz give this boy some love ;-;

Reiji:

Draw me like one of your french girls #3. Much like Ren, he's also stripping and trying out different poses. Want his butt in the air? His dick hard and erect? A hand sliding down his happy trail? Honestly tries to make this more of a porno than it has to be. Also demands some sexy time for his "hard work of sitting there doing nothing when you can stare at his naked glory for as long as you want" poor Reiji pulls the pouty lip and all and its honestly cute so you agree. You have him lay on the couch, hands crossed behind his head and his legs spread open, one popped up on the couch and the other steady on the floor. The finished result? Puts Michaelangelo to shame. At least according to reiji. Kisses your neck as he admires your art and kindly reminds you that even though he's the painting, you still have to pay your debt.

Ranmaru:

Draw me like one of your french girls #4. Honestly so not opposed to the idea at all. Has so much confidence going into this and is hella smug about it. However, once he actually has been against the red velvet pillows with a leather gloved finger between his teeth for twenty minutes or so, he starts to blush. Didnt realize you had to stare at him for this long and though he's comfortable being naked in front of you, he still feels a little too watched under your gaze. On the other hand, you were patting your own shoulder because oh my lord your man is hot. Leather is his thing. You can feel yourself being turned on by your own idea and when you see your finished painting you stare at it in awe for so long that Ranmaru becomes worried. Asks if its wrong, if it was the wrong angle, etc… but when he sees it for himself, he gets that smug grin back on his face. "Damn babe. I look hot."

Camus:

Knows you can paint well. Has all the confidence in the world. Totally down to do this. But "Don't waste his time" and "I'm expecting you to capture all of me in all my glory" has you kind of scared to mess up. Camus is beautiful and he knows it. Wont settle for less. You have him sprawled out on his silk bed, a hand resting against the side of his head and a book as a prop, gently laid against the upper side of his chest. You call it "sophisticated grace". But oh dear Camus knows exactly what he's doing and he's purposefully giving you the bedroom eyes during the whole session, his crystal blues covered by a dark lust. You take in a deep breath a couple of times and wonder if you can actually last through this without jumping on him, but you do and once you're done, Camus comes up behind you and analyzes the painting like it's the most important thing on this planet. He doesn't say anything though and it has you worried that he doesnt like it and saw too many flaws but the next thing you feel is his hot breath against your neck and his low voice whispering in your ear, "I believe you deserve payment for this."

Ai:

Confused? Why would you want to paint him? Humans are weird. He's so cute and innocent and it almost makes you giggle. He agrees to it though because he's interested in how you'd capture him and so he poses for you in one of the white, deep seated chairs that's in the corner of your living room. His skin is flawless and the early morning sun is at just the right angle, coming through the window that it makes his whole being glow up golden. It's better than the sistine Chapel. It's divine and you blush at the thought of this being your man. So catches that of course, and smiles to himself. He feels a sense of pride that you chose him for such an...intimate painting and he's sure to properly thank you later. The finished product has him in awe. He looks so good? Like an angel. And he thanks you with a deep kiss for making him look like that.

#uta no prince sama #uta no prince shining live #utapri starish stillnotsorry #best anime #quartet night #starish #utanoprincesama #utapri headcanons #natsuki shinomiya #ichinose tokiya #cecil aijima #ren jinguji #otoya ittoki #kurusu syo #hijirikawa masato #reiji kotobuki #ranmaru kurosaki #camus #ai mikaze

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ghibliyoongi · 4 years

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call me, maybe?

pairing : (idol!)hoony x reader

word count : 1.6k+

genre : fluff

warnings : mentions of drinking & smoking

summary : after saving for years you and your best friend finally had enough money to go on your dream trip to thailand! one night, at the usually almost empty hotel bar, you encounter some cute looking guys

auther’s note : this is.. literally based on a dream i had a whiiiile ago lmao, hope yall like it ♡ (also im not good at all at using just one tense lol sorry)

▪︎ so you and your best friend finally made it to thailand! you saved enough money to stay for a whole month!!

▪︎ you two went sightseeing A LOT, getting food at all different kinds of places and meeting the friendliest people you ever came across

▪︎ after another small scenery change, you couldn’t stay at just 1 hotel for a whole month so you changed your hotels pretty much weekly while exploring different places, you finally ended up in the middle of bangkok

▪︎ the city you were most exited about!! you’ve dreamed all your life of visiting bangkok once and now the time had come

▪︎ to let the evening die away you and your best friend decide to get some drinks in the bar right next to the small hotel you’re staying at since the hotel doesnt own a private one

▪︎ joyfully you two entered he bar but your jaws drop when you realise how full the spacious room already was. after you decided it’s probably best to look for seats and then order drinks, instead of going to the bar straight away, you let your eyes scan the flooded bar

▪︎ after you a few seconds you spot two free seats in the very back of the bar and start heading towards them

▪︎ while coming across a little dance floor you get closer to the table in the back when you determine two guys are already occupiying the table

▪︎ after checking with your friend yall decide to just ask the two handsome boys, one having dark green hair – the other one blonde, if you could join them. it was already late and you werent really in the mood to go look for another location to have a few drinks

▪︎ „hey, is it cool with you if we just sit here?“ your best friend asked. „sure!“ the one with the green hair replied, both of the boys giving yall a sweet smile.

▪︎ you took off your coats, happy you changed into your new black velvet top that you got right before leaving for thailand

▪︎ „they’re quiet cute huh“ your best friend said to you (of course in your mothertongue so the guys wouldn’t catch up right away), yourself already giving her a knowing look 👀

▪︎ you chatted for a bit until calling over a waitress to finally order your goods for the night

▪︎ „a strawberry mojito for me, thanks!“ you said tot he girl, ordering after your friend. from the corner of your eye you saw the blonde boy next to you quickly emptying the rest of his beer

▪︎ „i’ll take the same as her“, he said, making the waitress eye him his friend. „anything else?“ she asked with a smile. „another beer for me please“ the guy with green hair and small tattoos around his neck, that you only noticed by now, said

▪︎ flashing a glance at your best friend to make sure she also saw what you saw, you could see in her eyes that she already had spotted them. and she loved them

▪︎ „i’m hoony by the way“ the blonde guy said. you only also discovered now that the boy had a nose piercing, which made him 10x more attractive by the minute!!

▪︎ the tattooed guy introduced himself as mino

▪︎ somehow you all started talking about nothing and everything, ordering one drink after another. your hometowns, your favorite songs and drinks, thailands nightlife and what you all were up to being in thailand were discussed

▪︎ before you knew it, after explaining to the two cute guys next to you that you two were basically on vacation, the conversation had split up

▪︎ your bestie and mino were already talking about a whole `nother topic but you couldnt complain (now you had hoony all to yourself hehe)

▪︎ the alcohol that slowly found it’s way into your bloodstream made you feel warm deep down in your stomache and your confidence grew

▪︎ „i probably should’nt tell you this, but i will when you promise to keep it a secret“ hoony slurred his words at you

▪︎ you had no idea what he was talking about but you still linked your pinky with the one he was extending towards you. „okay i won’t tell any one‘ you reassured him

▪︎ he leaned closer to you, so close you could smell a light hint of his cologne and feel the heat his body was ratiating

▪︎ without letting go your pinky he (kind of, not really - he was a little tipsy) whispered in your ear „you know, mino and i, we’re rappers. have you heard of winner?‘

▪︎ thinking for a second you remembered hearing the groups name around thailand a few times

▪︎ before you could answer hoony kept talking. proudly he told you all about his other bandmates jinu and yoon, their music and their lifes as idols

▪︎ you nearly wanted to remind him to catch a breath once in a while but you could’nt since he was just so into it you would’nt want to make it seem like your were disinterested

▪︎ quiet the reverse! you loved listening to him since he seemed exited like a little puppy. he was’nt bragging about his fame though. you felt like he genuinely really loved what he was doing in life

▪︎ „ya hoony!!“ mino interrupted his friend. „we’re going outside real quick, going for a smoke and catching some fresh air. we’ll be right back!“

▪︎ mino was already guiding your best friend to the door that lead to the front of the bar. you noticed how he had took her hand and while your friend looked at you with an apologetic gaze, you answered her with an understanding wink

▪︎ it was then that you noticed , hoony had’nt let go of your hand all this time either, your hands were just resting on top of your knee. you smiled to yourself and gave all your attention back to the pretty boy next to you

▪︎ you had lost track of time by now but while seeing mino any your friend leave out of the front door you noticed the bar had cleared quiet a bit. the small dance floor wasnt as filled with sweaty bodys anymore as it was before and there also were a couple of empty seats

▪︎ the song changed to a slower, more softer, song. hoonys hand suddenly disconnected from yours just to appear right in front of your face once again

▪︎ „dance with me“ he said. it wasn‘t a demand, nor was it a question. the way he looked at you though, the carefullness in his voice, let you know you could have said no

▪︎ but you didn’t

▪︎ normally you would have thankfully declined, dancing in a bar with a guy you practically just had met? maybe, you tried to blame it on that, it was the alcohol streaming through your body, maybe it was the blonde sweetheart that truly had the potential to steal your heart

▪︎ either way, you grabbed his hand and followed him to the now nearly empty dancefloor

▪︎ hoony gently placed his hands on your hips while you interlaced your hands behind his neck

▪︎ he pulled you closer shooting you the sweetest smile you had seen in a while

▪︎ „is this alright?“ he asked so only you could hear him. you replied with a simple nod sending a smile right back at him

▪︎ you two stayed in comfortable silence just swaying along to the song

▪︎ when the song came to an end you suddenly heard the familiar voices of your friends

▪︎ „i guess we have to leave soon, they’re already starting to close down the bar and we also have a concert tomorrow“

▪︎ you shyly smiled at hoony once more and started heading back to your table, not letting go of his hand

▪︎ mino and your best friend were already waiting at the table for the both of you

▪︎ „guess we should head back to our hotel now too“ your friend said to no one in particular. „lets go pay our drinks!“

▪︎ „oh, hoony and i took care of that already“ mino said sending a wink hoonys way

▪︎ „no no no, you really don’t have to“ you two started protesting, but there was no way you two would win this fight

▪︎ making sure you gathered all your things the now four of you left the bar

▪︎ since your hotel was just next door it was now time to say goodbye, you were kind of sad but also, not gonna lie, your were also starting to feel really tired

▪︎ you hugged mino goodbye and turned to hoony. „give me your phone real quick, okay?“

▪︎ you did as hoony asked and passed him your phone. seconds later he handed it back to you

▪︎ looking down at your screen you saw that hoony had entered his phonenumber into your phone

▪︎ „hey, if you want, you could come by out concert tomorrow! we can organize your some tickets!“ you heard mino say

▪︎ „just… call me, maybe?“ hoony softly said to you. looking up at him you couldn’t stop yourself from grinning

▪︎ he pulled you into a tight hug that lasted just a little longer than a normal hug would (u kno what im sayin)

▪︎ placing a small kiss on the top of your cheekbone he slowly let go of you

▪︎ seperating in the same pairs as you started your evening you went in the opposite direction the boys were taking

▪︎ „did hoony gave you his number just like mino gave his to me?“ your best friend asked while linking arms with you

▪︎ you looked at her with a cheeky grin. „and should we give them a call in the morning?“ she asked with a sly smile

▪︎ oh and how you were gonna give them a call tomorrow!! there was nothing you were more sure of

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ohlukcs · 5 years

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( alex wolff, male ) did you hear how LUKAS TOZER is applying to columbia university as a FILM & MEDIA STUDIES major ?! the 19 year old is living in the WALLACH HALL. i heard that they got in because they are + PASSIONATE and +THOUGHTFUL, but honestly i think HE can be -ASSUMING and -CYNICAL. they’re a real MAVERICK. oh well, only time will tell if the SOPHOMORE will make it til the end.

about the mun !!

hi hello my name is sam (she/her), im 22, and im a big fat mess at all times :) um but a lil more about me is that i’m australian and a recently graduated film student lmao. i’ve been rping for like ten years now i think idk but i am a NERVOUS BITCH !!!!!!! and it sometimes takes me forever to reply to things (ic and ooc) bc of that so pls be patient with me lmao. anyway, happy 2 be here !! if u like this post i’m gonna assume u wanna plot with me and my idiot and hit u up !!! lets mcfreakin lose it !!!!

about lukas !!

full name: lukas joshua tozer

nickname(s): luk-ass idk whatever u can come up with lmao

age: nineteen

gender: cis male

pronouns: he/him

hometown: jackson, new jersey

date of birth: nov 4th

occupation: student ( film and media studies, sophomore ), cook/server at a nearby 24hr pizza joint

relationship status: single

drink / smoke / drugs: yes / yes / yes

faceclaim: alex wolff

positive traits: passionate, thoughtful, creative, ambitious, untethered, humorous

negative traits: assuming, cynical, insensitive, rebellious, resentful, irresponsible

if he was in a hogwarts house: slytherin

now some more dot points that are just me talking about lukas !!

was born in fort lauderdale florida but there is a vERY low chance he will ever admit that, he’ll just say he’s from new jersey. as far as he’s concerned, he’s always been from new jersey even if his family did move there after he turned twelve

speaking of things lukas probably wont ever tell u but i’m including them anyway: his family is kind of messy. not majorly but like a little bit more than average. he had two brothers, now he only has one. i’m not gonna include a whole lot of nitty gritty here i’ll save it for when i write the real bio and can actually do it justice but its the reason they moved from florida and it has had a pretty major effect on lukas over time obviously

he’s the baby of the family and he’s pretty much always been treated like one. it has left him pretty immature and irresponsible. still learning that his actions have consequences and that he cant just be a total dick all the time. he’s improved in those areas a fair bit since he started at columbia a year ago but he still has a long way to go

he didn’t ever really expect to go to columbia, he’s from a middle class family and his dad didn’t even go to college. he applied for columbia just as a might as well give it a go thing. like maybe it will happen. they had a film course and although the course itself isn’t really great, the connections to the industry available at columbia were valuable enough for him to try. he was wait listed up until basically the last minute, preparing to go to a college in boston instead but when he was accepted he knew he had to go. for himself, for his family, and for his lost brother.

obviously irresponsible attitude has led to some Bad Decision Making including but not limited to partying and drugs. he doesn’t prioritise that lifestyle over his school work (bc he knows how lucky he is to be at columbia at all) but he is a big believer that you need to experience things to be a great artist and he plans on being the greatest artist so bad decision town here we come !!!!

he has a pet goldfish named michael bublé pls dont nark

for more info on him click here to check his about page, no bio there yet but hopefully soon

wanted connections babey !!

course friends/rivals/anything: i am writing these before acceptances happen so i have no good god damn idea if any other characters are film majors but hit me the hell up if they are bc i would love to plot some stuff out

old roommate(s) : lukas was probably an entertaining roommate but probably verged on annoying pretty easily. he’s messy, gross, probably didn’t respect the do ur fucking dishes rule in first year ( probs still doesnt tbh ). but he also has a password to every streaming account plus a phat hard drive full of movies and shows that he is absolutely willing to share with u so just depends what ur into i guess. maybe this connection led to friendship or maybe they hate each other now. im down for either/both

dealer: hi welcome back to bad decision town. lukas isn’t into any hard stuff but is a big weed smoker (to my understanding medicinal cannabis is allowed but lukas def doesn’t have a prescription), then after that it’s kind of just experimenting. will chat more details if u wanna take this connection

booze leachers: so yes lukas is 19 but he has four, thats right, four fake ids. he is not willing to give u his contact for fake ids but he is willing to buy u booze if u pay him. dont hate the player hate the game

gang gang: pretty much just a close group of friends. i imagine all pretty relaxed, all pretty chill. idk what to say here except i want people to care about him and let him put on dumb movies and watch them with him and probably have dumb matching stick and poke tattoos and hog a communal tv to play mario kart but lets talk about it

fast food workers deserve respect too: as mentioned, lukas works at a 24hr pizza joint near campus which means he’s seen some shit. one of the things he’s seen multiple times is drunk student trashing the place. whether it be vomit, forgetting how to hold a cup, or bet try at a food fight lukas has seen it and he’s cleaned it up too. this connection could be that maybe he helped someone out and cleaned them up and got them back to campus when their friends ditched and now they look out for lukas too and its a positive connection. or maybe lukas hates their guts and spits on their food whenever they show up ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ who’s to say

hot girl bummer by blackbear: now listen here’s an angsty connection i want, and i def want to plot it out way more with whoever takes it on but basic outline of what i have in mind: they’ve kind of sort of been dating for a while but they’re just falling out of whatever they had to begin with. they were never official, they probs def fucked around with other people while they were ““““together”””””, lots of oh sorry ur taking it so seriously i thought we were just chilling bullshit. all of this girls friends probs hate lukas and he definitely hates them back. were probably once really good friends and had a really good time together but they’ve lost it. will they find it again or will it fizzle out? lets find out together xoxo

new girl(s) : i hate the connection title too but i couldnt think of anything better. we’re in bad decision town and now we’re going to thot street babey. since things have been falling apart with hot girl bummer and even before that lukas a little bit of a thottie. this doesnt mean he’s good at it, please also feel free for a part of this to be that they rejected lukas and he got butt hurt about it idk lukas being attracted to them is basically this whole idea and i would wanna plot the rest of it more depending on specific characters wooo

lukas is a bad influence: if u have gotten this far u may have noticed that lukas is not a very good influence at all. this is someone probs his age or younger that wants to loosen up and have a good time and lukas completely encourages that. bonus points if this connection is a combo with the above connection bc lukas is a gross boi and would be like wow listening to my bad ideas thats so sexy and cool of u ya know. but also doesnt have to be that ! could just be lukas thinks its funny and thinks that someone listening to him is just like good content that could get him on barstool

lukas is badly influenced: this is basic as hell but someone that tells him to leave his impluse control at the door and encourages him to be trash. probs older than him and i def see this as more of a masc connection than a fem but like all my plot ideas: lets talk about it. this one probs v much depends on ur character so gonna leave this one nice and short

lukas is good-ly (??????) influenced: also basic as hell and p much just the opposite of above. someone who is a good influence on lukas. encourages creativity and ambition instead of straight up recklessness. again, i see it as an older character but no gender seen here. a lot of this would be based around ur character so lets chat

michael bublé’s co parents: lukas has a goldfish named michael bublé (or just michael), i picture him having got it while high as heck during the day and just being like This Is A Good Idea. maybe ur character was with him and they were co parents from the start or maybbe they came into the picture later ??? i’m honestly down for whichever just give michael the love he deserves pls

and probably just about anything else these are just some ideas, i totally wanna plot further and brainstorm so please still hmu if none of these fit ur character we’ll plot something up !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#columbiaintro #( about. )

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