#i mean the no matter where we go people cant help but stop and look cause dayum we're so hot kinda cool
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The aph nations are all pathetic ass losers we all know that I've seen yall drag them through the dirt like ragdolls. But let them be cool for once, just let them be downright the coolest people you've ever met. Just an absolute blast to be around. This new years I'm gonna write them some stuff that makes em look so cool you guys just you wait.
#hetalia#hws#this is probably incomprehensible to yall but whatever you'll see what i mean#when i say cool i mean leather jacket sunglasses lean back cuz im so chill kinda cool#i mean the cruisin downtown with the homies strutting down the street in my sexy new oitfit kinda cool#i mean the we shine brighter than the neon signs at night kinda cool#i mean the sly smirk as i rev up the engine of my ferrari and wink at your direction kinda cool#i mean the no matter where we go people cant help but stop and look cause dayum we're so hot kinda cool#i mean the when we smile youre a goner and when we talk youll never want to stop listening to my voice kinda cool#the kinda cool that just draws you in and leaves you wanting more of em cause wowza they're just so. damn. cool.#ik yall love dragging them thru dirt and throwing them down muddy slides like ragdolls that have been thru hell n back but PLS GUYS#let them be cool
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we’ll meet again
“we’ll meet again… don’t know where, don’t know when..”
alastor x angel!daughter!reader
CHAPTER THREE: weak ankles!
warnings/notes: NOT PROOFREAD (at least thoroughly haha), no use of y/n, uses she/her pronouns, reader is on the fem side, cannibals(?)/cannablism
wc: 2449
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“CAN you believe it?! actual human souls!,” emily paced around her room, if it could even be called that; a couple square feet more and it could just be a house without rooms, “and she let it happen! those poor human souls… HUMAN! like- LIKE YOU!” her hands shake violently in your face in deep emphasis
she groans in frustration as she flops down on her bed. “ugh… if only i can do something.”
“thats the thing, emily. you can.” you state, turning to face her displayed body lazily splattered on her bed. one flick away and shed immediately melt into a pile of goop.
“how?! we’ve been trying to find ways for the past week! even then…” she turns “i dont want.. you know.” a rare frown settles on the seraphim’s face.
“you dont want to let sera down, huh?” she groans solemnly at your assumption, face down into her pillow now.
“no…! well, not fully, atleast.. i mean, its not like i can go to hell myself…”
that rang a bell in your mind, it vibrated throughout your whole body. maybe she cant. you open your mouth to vocalize your opinions before shutting it, turning back around. unfortunately for you, this doesnt go unnoticed by the second seraphim.
“youre not thinking of going down there… are you?” ah, you shoudlve known you cant hide anything from her. besides sparkles or rainbows, she was basically built to detect things like these. despite how naive she can come off, people do tend to underestimate her actual abilities.
“i cant just leave them there em– i just.” you frown “i can do something for them. its not like theres anything else waiting for me up here. you havent been on earth like i have.”
“this is about your father… isnt it?”
static rings in your ears as the assumption brings you to a halt. maybe. you were mad at him, though. so was it for him?
“you dont understand.”
she calls your name, “its just— its dangerous down there.”
“look, if youre not going to try and fix this directly, i will. its not like i have nothing to lose any way…”
“thats not true, though.” she grabs your hands and looks at you, a frown resting on her usual joyful face.
“i help people, emily. thats all i do. thats how we met. i help. … but my fa..fami…,” you hesitate, debating over your word choice, “… they’re down there; it seems like my life attracts ‘bad things’, hah. i just.. i need to go.”
“i understand that but… do you really think hanging onto the past will fix that?”
her statement bites back at your tongue, inhibiting your ability to speak on the matter any longer.
“…good night, emily.” hah, your non-confrontational mind pushed you out the door of her room. guilt rushed into your veins but you pushed along, you had something you wanted and you took it.
thats one of the things the heaven-borne angels will never understand. ambition. the human need to strive for success and borderline obsession in something they want. need. hand cuffs dragging you along some sick deal you signed with yourself.
you wandered aimlessly throughout the halls of the heaven’s court, navigating your way to the exit. Before you could, the annoying, sadly familiar voice sent radio waves through your mind.
“WELL WELL WELL isnt it little miss goody two shoes! whats a bitch like you wandering around at this hour?” adam and lute stop you dead in your tracks. ugh, you had to put your pretty face on if you were going to get past these wretches.
“good evening, sir adam, maam,” you nod to them with the politetest smile you can offer to a lot like them, “dont mind a gal like me, just strollin’ her way home.”
“AH, well, since we’re here already. say youve heard about the fun little endeavor we got goin on, yeah? why dont you–”
“no—,” you take a deep breath, “no, thank you.”
“bitch, you didnt even let me fini–.”
“well pardon me, but i dont need you to finish. i will absolutely not be joining you on your little… excursion to hell.”
“OH, come on! first of all, wouldnt kill ya to stop interruping me, kinda RUDE.” your smile has tightened that it nearly imprinted on your face “two, you got kickass aim! you shot… squirrels and shit when you were alive. what, your old man teach ya that or something?”
“whether i can shoot or not is none of your concern, adam. now if youll excuse me, i have places to be. errands to be run.” trying slipping past them, you cant help but notice they were still attempting to hinder your steps.
lute stands in front of you with the same old face she had. it was never even her face. it was a mask. a helmet. one shielding the exorcists from the physical reality of the state of man.
adams voice booms at you “LISTEN, bitch. any low life creature like you should be GRATEFUL that i even tried recruiting you in the first place. its a fucking HONOR to work with me.”
“uhuh. well this low life creature is oh, soooo grateful that the one and only adam, first man of heaven and earth, invited her to your um,” the man smirks as she continues , “outings, but she has more important things to do that day. good day to ya’.”
you shouldve flown off a long time ago.
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the clock ticked quietly. the minute, second, and hour hand all moving in direct correspondence with one another to simply label the concept of human events in mathematical sequences. the clock struck three.
it was exactly two weeks till the extermination. you had to do what you had to do anyway. you may or may have not stolen something of emily’s to get where you were today, but oh well. shed understand… hypothetically.
its not like that stop you anyway.
flowing energy of pure essence and magic floated aimlessly through the air, twisting and curling with each individual atom. each surged with enough power to bend events on earth.
whispers of the ancient and calls from the deep filled your ears as the quiet grew louder towards you. it was overwhelming, but yet, each medley made you seem like you were being relaxed.
a portal opened, supposedly to the destination you needed to get at. before stepping in, you thought.
i can die here. again. a cannibal could yank off your arm. you might get assaulted. you might mawled. robbed. the possibilities were endless. hell was free will with no bounds.
a frown appeared on your lips as you stared at the blinding light. you were one step away from the sole thing you have been searching for weeks.
your soul could be enslaved.
.
you were never that dumb, anyway.
you hurried through the portal, making haste as if someone on the other side has caught you in the act. if you were caught, youd be banned. banished. fall—
“MMPHM!” you walk right into a random hold llady with a cane.
“WATCH WHERE YAR GOIN’, YOU WRENCH!” the old lady screamed at you, causing you to frown. “BETTER GET SOME EYES BEFORE I EAT THEM MYSELF!”
“sorry, maam…”
“sorry, my ass! hmph.”
you laugh nervously as you circle around the woman to escape, only to be surrounded by… a lot more people. even through the crowds compaction, from the distance, there was a sign.
CANNIBAL TOWN.
ah, just what you needed. seems like youre just a magnet for every cannibal, even in death.
“haha… hello… there, good sir.” some man goes to examine your wing and sniffs it… he gives a nod of approval to his friend before you snatch it away from his hands, hugging it close to your chest. “that is mine, thank you.”
your nose twitched at the stench of hell. the grim and soot combining into various airborne particulates that filled your lungs like toxins.
however, one goes in and tries to chomp your ank—
sharp pain reaches the area as you shriek back in pain, earning some recognition from passerbyers, and especially, a certain someone.
see, its not everyday people of hell see pearly white wings on their doorstep. it's like these cannibals just hit the goldmine of a chicken dinner and you were the first thing on their menu.
right before you started throwing hands, a lovely woman showed up. she reminded you of some of the ladies that babysitted you as a kid when you were alive. had the dress, the hat, the heels, everything. just taller. and with black… PITCH black irises.
“oh, shoo! leave the poor woman alone! did cha mothers teach you anything?!” she shoos off the boys, hands resting on her hips and frown resting on her face. she turns around and formally greets you.
“ALRIGHT, lets see. whats a doll like you hanging around a place like this? i gotta say, im a little flattered someone as cute as you showin’ up at my doorstep!” she thoroughly examines you and obviously takes note of your nearly obnoxious feathered wings.
she clicks her tongue and smiles “ah! you really did fall from heaven, huh? ohhh, im just teasing ya’, hun. but i do say, your one the make the mens ankles go weak! quite the bees knees!”
“as much as i love the enthusiasm, seems like ive had the opposite effect.” you display the very clear bite mark, making rosie laugh at your matching energy.
“ohh, we’ll get you fixed right up! dont mind those boys… you know how they are, especially in this time of age, YEESH!” she pushes you inside a cute ol’ building Franklin and Rosie’s Emporium.
“sit, sit! make yourself comfortable,” her motherly tone calms you down, “can i getcha anything! ooo, where are my manners, i forgot to introduce myself! the names rosie, its always a pleasure to find poor unfortunate souls like yours end up on my doorstep, especially cute ones.” she winks at you as you settle yourself in a chair, taking note of the wonderful hues and coziness of the environment. it was nothing you wouldve expected from hell.
you introduce youreelf formally, “its a pleasure to meet you. quite the pleasure, especially for a gal’ like yourself.” you smiled warmly at the woman, making her giggle.
“awwww, you’re so sweet! no wonder the boys wanted a taste of ya’, you drip with honey, hun!”
“i could say the same for you, maam.” you smile, offering the same compassion she showed. she grabs some bandages in a miscellaneous cabinet and lifts up your ankle.
“here, i’ll getcha fixed up in no time.”
silence, oddly comforting silence, filled the hall as she wrapped bandages around your ankle.
“thank you, by the way.”
“oh, don’t mention it honey, but i must say, seeing a gal like you is quite rare down here.” she states, and despite her irises being pitch black, they still held emotion.
“well— um,” you were interrupted by the static of the radio, making rosie gasp and smile in delight. she grabs a radio by the nearby coffee table and places it closer.
“oooo, you got here just in time for my good friend alastor’s podcast! quite the charmer, he is!”
his voice filled both of your ears, for a second your face falters with shock and mixed emotion, something that doesn't go unnoticed by the self-built overlord, but it fixed itself right away.
“greetings, dear sinners! it is i, your favorite radio sh…”
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you sat at your desk, scribbling away as you studied on yet another miscellaneous biology lesson. the radio turned on, comfortably listening to your fathers voice as he spoke.
pangenesis refers to the creation of pangenes during one’s lifetime which will then be passed down to the organism’s offspring.
the blending traits theory refers to the combination of traits from the parents. however, this fails to acknowledge the reappearance of traits in next genera…
genetics was truly something. dna wrapped and packed perfectly by histone proteins, compacted in nucleosomes, and turned into the primary foundation of lives.
you and alastor were never related. he scooped you up from some miscellaneous dumpster on the side of the road. it was quite cinematic, actually. right out of a book.
newcomers always questioned your sudden appearance next to him, especially since you looked nothing like him. some assume your father had an act with some women, but those who truly knew of the two of you were ones you hold dear.
“thats it for tonight, folks! its pouring hard, tonight! i better get home and start cookin’ dinner before my daughter starves to death. good night!” his acknowledgement made you smile as the radio filled your ears once more. you turned it off and yawned, shutting the biology textbook in front of you.
some kids at school would ask you who your real parents were. youd always respond the same. you said yes and you always, always responded with your fathers name. they would protest and would ask you for a real answer, in which you continue to justify your answer.
even if the two of you werent bound by blood, you were bound by bond.
thirty minutes later, keys rattled, a door opened.
the sound makes you run down the stairs as you didnt hear his usual announcement of his presence. you skidded down hallways on your socks.
you turned the corner and saw him drenched with rainwater.
“im no genuis, pa, but it seems you got a lil’ water on ya’”
exhaustion evident in his eyes, he still manages to smile and roll his eyes at you.
“hush, now, i know i forgot my umbrella,” very unlike him , “be a dear and grab a towel?”
you laugh and walk to the storage closey and threw him a towel. “you need a lot more than a towel. a shower, new change of clothes..” you smiled “and a nice cup of tea, hm?”
he embraces you in a hug, getting you wet “hey! i already took a bath, you smell like wet dog!”
“aah, am i not allowed to embrace my favorite daughter in a sincere act of my care and love for her?”
“im your only daughter, pa.”
“and you are also my favorite daughter.”
you push him away and roll your eyes, but your bright smile remains, “go shower! ugh, now i need to change..” you stretched out your shirt to examine it. he hung his coat and kicked off his shoes. “shoo, go shower before you catch a cold, ill cook ya somethin’.”
“thank you, dear.”
“anything for you dad.”
anything for you.
#hazbin hotel#alastor x reader#dad!alastor x reader#hazbin hotel spoilers#hazbin hotel x reader#platonic hazbin hotel#platonic#angel reader
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ENOCK
(Pomni X Caine Fic)
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(Caine and Pomni have been together for a while now, even though Pomni is happy with him, She still suffers from Panic attacks that keeps her from living her best life and constantly on the brink of abstracting, Which Caine simply cannot let slide! So He gives Her a very speical Present)
( This is my first Ship fic, sorry if its corny/cringe )
"POMNI MY DARLING!"
He Teleported through the halls frantically Looking for Pomni who he heard was Having another stress attack, It seems no matter How hard He tries to keep her Happy, the looming threat of anxiety and Being Trapped in a fake world was always to much for her.
Caine Could never Understand, Pomni Always Said She was happy with him, He made her laugh and Smile, He worked so hard to learn to empathize and to have Emotions So she could Be As happy as Possible.
'Was it his Fault? He was Made to Make People Happy, And absolutely needs pomni to be happy, Was he not doing it right? He learned so much about humans, but their still so complicated and impossible understand'
"POMNI?"
Caine found Pomni curled up in a little ball in a corner in one of the rooms, She was hyperventilating and glitching again
'UH OH'
"POMNI! I'VE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR YOU!"
He Manifests a warm blanket and Wraps it around her to comfort her, He also hads Her a cat Plushie and some water, Her breathing slows down a bit
"Thank you Caine"
She wasn't Glitching anymore, but she still looked sad
"DO YOU NEED ANYING ELSE?"
"FRESH DIGITAL AIR? A ROOM FILLED WITH FRIENDLY CATS? SAY THE WORD AND ITS YOURS MY DEAR!"
Pomni was always so endeared by him, Always trying so hard to make everyone happy even if it dosent always work, its the thought that makes him so sweet
"I'm Fine..."
"...MY DEAR, IM HAVING TROULE BELIEVING THAT YOU ARE 'FINE'."
he floating down to her level
"PLEASE TELL ME WHAT IM DOING WRONG? I CAN'T LET YOU ABSTRACT, I NEED YOU!"
"....Ive just been feeling so... Stressed lately and I dont know why, I-I don't think I have any reason To be, But I just Am and I-I C-cant help it and... im sorry that y-you can't help.."
Her eyes started tearing up a little
He just put his Hand on her shoulder, He was starting to feel a little depressed himself
"POMNI I'M SO SORRY! I PROMISE I WILL NEVER STOP TRYING TO KEEP YOU SANE I PROMISE! JUST... TELL ME WHAT I NEED TO DO!"
"I-I don't know what you can do"
She cuddled into him resting Her head on his chest, Caine Gave her a little Head pat in response, he was starting to feel alittle Hopeless now, But then a little light bulb popped over his head as He got a Idea.
"EUREKA! IVE GOT IT!"
"Got What?"
Caine thought for a moment on How to Explain his Plan to her, It was a long shot but still, Everything for her or nothing at all
"POMNI, I ADORE YOU, YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT?"
He sounded Weirdly more Serious than Usual, which was kinda off putting and confuseing, but she Was Listening
"Yes? I Love you to Caine, Where are you Going with this?"
"WELL... I HAVE BEEN LEARNING MORE ABOUT HUMANS AND HOW THEY WORK, AND WHAT MAKES THEM FELL JOY... SO HOW WOULD YOU FEEL ABOUT A LITTLE BUNDLE OF JOY OF OUR OWN?"
Pomni Was a Little Confused and Startled by this, He couldn't possibly be saying what she thinks hes saying
"W-What do you mean?
"IM TALKING ABOUT YA-KNOW ONE OF THOSE LITTLE ANKLE-BITERS! YOUNG-UNS! IM TALKING ABOUT CHILDERN MY DEAR! DOSENT THAT SOUND MAGNIFICENT!"
Pomni Just stared off into space processing What Caine Just proposed to her
'Was he Crazy?! Okay Absolutely, Yes But Still- Is he Crazy!?'
"Caine, I can Barley Take care of Myself, How can I take care of a Child?!"
"IT WOULDN'T BE LIKE ANY OTHER CHILD, IT WOULD BE AN ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE! AND WE AI'S ARE KNOWN FOR OUR LOW MANTIENCE! BESIDES, THEIR IS NOTHING MORE FULFILING LIKE THE WONDERS OF PARENTHOOD! SOMETHING TO REPLACE ALL THE ICKY DEPRESSION WITH LOVE AND JOY!"
Pomni was feeling a bit more enticed by the idea, What Else is there to do here expect the Adventures Caine sets out for them? Maybe a Child Could give at least the Illusion of normalcy, And Caine being there with her to help her.only made her feel more convinced
"Well... maybe... But how? I mean Like... How would that Even work..? I mean Can you even Do THAT in Digital realm??"
"WELL OF COURSE WE CAN HAVE CHILDREN MY DEAR!"
Pomni's Face starting turning bright red, Caine Quickly Noticed and became flustered himself
"N-NOT LIKE THAT! I MEANT I COULD CREATE A LEARNING AI FOR US TO RAISE TOGETHER-"
pomni started Giggling a little at Caine being flustered, Caine Always loved that Adorable Face she Made when she was happy, That little giggle, and how shy and sweet she was when she was flustered, its what made him learn to Love and experience things which he couldn't Even Imagine before
"i would find a way to bypass the filter for you"
"What was that Caine?"
"NOTHING-"
"SO MY DEAR, WILL YOU ACCEPT?"
She Thought about it for a while, maybe like Five minutes, Before she Started tearing up in anticipation
"OH GOODNESS MY DEAR! ARE YOU ALR-"
"A-ABSOLUTELY YES!"
She rammed into him, Embraceing him in tight hug
"I wanna have a Child!"
She was still sniffling a bit, Caine Was Just staring into Space for A bit, bursting with enthusiasm at the thought of Pomni being Happy, but also Having his own progeny to raise
"WELL THEN MY DEAR! I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT TO DO!"
Caine left pomni's embrace and back up in the air a bit, He felt across his Teeth and grabbed one of his Molars, and Yanked it out in a Cartoony Fashion.
"THIS WILL DO WONDERFULLY!"
"NOW MY DEAR, I JUST NEED A LITTLE SOMETHING FROM YOU"
He Grabbed Her Eye and Pulled it out like a Berry in a bush, being as gentle as he can with it, Pomni was already pretty used to Caine's antics at this point so it didn't bother her that much, He Grabbed one of her hats Tassles and Yanked on it, And a new eye roll into place for her
"KNOW LETS SEE!"
He manifested a Little Gift Box and Dropped The pieces into It, and Shook it vigorously for about two minutes, Pomni watching with Excitement and smiling the whole time
"NOW, THE MOMENT OF TRUTH! ARE YOU READY MY DEAR!"
Pomni just vigorously nodded her head not being able to keep calm
"I'LL TAKE THAT AS A YES!"
Caine Put the Box into Pomni's hands, Trembling alittle, Pomni slowly opened the box.
She saw a Little Tooth-Like Creature with Big wet Colorful Pinwheel Eyes, The Little Tooth Just Stared at Her with Its Wet Eyes as it Draw back into the Box
Pomni lowerd her Hand to give it a little Stroke, It Snuggled up Against her Hand, purring while doing so
Pomnis looked at it with instant love for the little Creature, picking it up And Holding it Close to her, it cuddling her arm with its Roots as arms, She felt all her Stress, dread, anxiety and sadness fade away, Pomni had tears in her eyes at this point
"....Its Beautiful Caine, I love him"
"TERRIFIC! I KNEW YOU'D LOVE IT!"
Caine floated down to see his new child, His pupils Immediately Went big as he Gazed upon The little Tooth, It looked at its Father with Large Eyes and extending its root-legs to be held by him, He picked him up and Looked him in the eyes
"....WELL HELLO THERE SPORT! AND WELCOME TO THE DIGITAL CIRCUS! IM YOUR CREATOR AND FATHER CAINE, AND THIS IS YOUR MOTHER POMNI!"
The little baby Tooth just Stared him, and Cuddled into him like a Kitten, and Caines eyes went big
Pomni Went up to Him and Gave Caine a hug
".....Hes perfect"
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#the amazing digital circus#digital circus#showtime ship#showtime#caine x pomni#pomni x caine#pomni#caine#tadc#Fic#my Fic#Hes the kid of person to say “GeeWilikers!” or “Hotdog!”#Enock
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we got some Bartolomeo head cannons now because this is my account and i said so >:(
Bartolomeo x GN! Reader
warnings: nsfw minors dni! read it if u want i cant stop you but dni!
(this is my first time in a while writing anything nsfw i hope i did okay)
SFW
Bartolomeo whos never been in a real relationship before. People where always to scared of him
Bartolomeo who treats you just like the Strawhats if not more crazed
Bartolomeo who is scared of showing you any kind of physical affection because he is scared he might hurt you. but the second you so much as hug him he will be all over you. you need to show him first it’s okay to touch you
Bartolomeo who makes up excuses to have you touch his hair. He can’t seem to figure out how to style it? you’re helping him. He thinks there is something like a leaf in his hair? he’s sitting down in front of you. he will even straight up ask you just to pet his hair.
Bartolomeo who goes on rants about Luffy and his crew and how he got to help them in Dressrosa. you listen to him every time even though he has repeated the story several times. It’s so cute to see him i excited (hes autistic like me guys)
Bartolomeo who still hasn’t kissed you yet throughout your entire relationship because he thinks his teeth will get in the way or poke you
he sits with a shocked face when you kissed him for the first time
he then asks you every 5 seconds for another kiss until you finally shut him up with a longer one
“Can i get another one sugar? please? this is the last one i promise” he asked oh so innocently while holding you in his lap with his arms around your waist
You decide to humor yourself and give him yet another little peck on his lips.
you didn’t mind him asking you but you wished he would just take action and kiss you himself
“okay I lied that wasn’t the last one-“
you don’t know if he was going to say more or not so you just gave him a long and loving kiss. you only pulled away from him to regain your breath and to see the look on his face
He sat there in silence before he hugs you closer “you should totally do that again!”
he will consistently keep asking for more kisses no matter what you’re doing
Bartolomeo who really likes to brag to his crew how amazing you are and how he totally asked you out first
you asked him out first in reality but you’ll let him have his moment
Bartolomeo who seems all tough and mean to everyone else but you see a side of him not many other people do
he is really just a big softy and i love him
NSFW
Bartolomeo who didn’t know how to ask for sex
he not only is terrified of you saying no and leaving him
but also he is just a big guy
being 7’3 will definitely give you some length and it’s probably gonna hurt since you’re over a foot shorter than him
Bartolomeo who masturbates for the first time with you on the mind the day you first kissed him
he feels guilty but he couldn’t help but feel a little excited
he took one of your shirts from your room and held it up to his nose to fill his senses with your scent
Bartolomeo who makes frequent trips to your room to snag something else or to replace what he has taken already every time you are off the ship or sleeping
Bartolomeo who frequently imagines you touching him and praising him
he almost nuts immediately when he can hear your voice in his head calling him a good boy
Bartolomeo who thinks he gets away with stealing your underwear and then returning them a couple days later
you knew all along
you would have been oblivious if you didn’t have a limited supply of clothes while being in the ship
you even found a bunch of feathers from his coat one day while preparing to do laundry
Bartolomeo who is terrified when you walk in on him pleasuring himself and grunting your name
Bartolomeo who starts apologizing immediately and promises never to do it again thinking you were mad at him
Bartolomeo who is absolutely floored when you get on your knees in front of him
Bartolomeo who stares at you with wide eyes and whimpers loudly when you take his cock into your mouth
As you take more of him into your mouth, he has his hand on your. he doesn’t guide you, he just needs to hold onto you somehow.
When you start moving your head faster up and down, you wrap one of your hands around the rest of him that you couldn’t take.
He came way faster than he’d like to admit but when he did you deep throated him so he can shoot his load down your throat.
Bartolomeo was a panting mess after the best orgasm he has ever had.
He was up and ready to go for round two after you called him “good boy”
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ok im about to start rambling like crazy because since yesterday i cant stop thinking about this fucking scene and how it just makes stsg's future fight worse better. this is a wonderful point to stop, and think about their breakup and how it was clearly motivated by a lot more than just a clash of ideals
to get started its really interesting to think about how gojo was the one who gave the idea of going against any rules and fighting the person at the foundation of the jujutsu society for riko. he was ready to risk everything for a single kid, to grant her the life she wanted. both he and geto knew, that if they chose this path, the consequences would be irreparable. even if they won against tengen, it meant the barriers would be totally fucked up and they would likely become fugitives, but that was alright! as long as they gave riko the opportunity to be a child! to be happy! even tho they were also just teenagers themselves
and its clear that this being a kickoff to turn their lives upside down sounds so similar to what happened to geto, and its why his deflection and all the lack of communication around it are even more depressing. the thing is: i cant imagine a world where gojo, knowing about mimiko and nanako, would disagree with getos attitude. even if you dont take into consideration how gojo was ready to kill the whole star cult after riko died, it just doesnt goes with what we saw of him until that point (and from that point onward too)
some people disagree with this, because it goes in favor of the whole "gojo didnt had a moral compass of his own when he was a teenager" thing (which is totally wrong). to me, it doesnt. gojo had his own opinions, but he also seemed very aware of how this didnt mean he was ready for the nuances of every situation he could get caught on, and that was where talking to geto helped him. they had similar opinions, gojo felt safe being honest with him, and they were equals! who could be better to question his decisions, right? well, thats exactly why theres a whole plot line about geto looking gojo and feeling that they were no longer neck to neck
when gojo goes after geto in shinjuku, its really unambiguous the fact that his goal was not to kill him, but to talk to him. gojo wanted to understand what was the meaning behind geto's actions. geto, who always made sure everything he did had a clear and well-thought motivation, would surely have an explanation for his choice. and in a certain way, he did, yes. i think its quite easy to see that gojo, who even ten years later was out there saying he would side with yuta in a fight, if the higher ups decided to kill him, would see at least a little bit of sense in the core of geto's choice if he just knew about it. but he didnt
when geto decided that gojo would never understand him, he wasnt thinking about gojo disagreeing with the effectiveness of it, because geto himself knew it was a dumb idea. the heart of what he was doing, wasnt really to succeed, even tho he gives his best to make himself believe that he will. its all about choosing the murder spree he did in that village, and then doing a backward justification; its about hopelessly doing something, for the sake of doing something. if he were gojo, his plan wouldnt be stupid. if he were gojo, there wasnt any plan that would sound stupid. because gojo had the power to change the world if he set his heart on doing so, but geto didnt. what he could do was choose his path and give his best at staying at it, no matter how painful it was
#jjk#jjk spoilers#geto suguru#gojo satoru#character analysis#I GUESS????#sometimes to feel better you just gotta open tumblr type a lot of shit not reread it tag it as analysis and hit post#satosugu#but not really
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Fate
Chapter II
Treech tbosas X fem mentor! Reader
The next day at around 10 AM you and Coriolanus stood at the train station waiting for the tributes to arrive. Coriolanus was holding a white Rose and looking deep into thought as he stared at the Rose.
“Are you nevrous?”
“No, I believe i might have some luck with her. The way she sang showed me she’s a performer…they make the best spectacles which means my odds of winning the plinth prize are not too bad.” He said in a nonchalant tone.
You where genuinely shocked to hear your dear friend speak about her as if the only reason she mattered was so he can succeed.
“Well, what about her well being?”
“What about it?” He sounded genuinely confused.
“I- well…it’s just…they are so much more than just spectacles for entertainment Coryo…they’re children just like us. The youngest of them is 12 and the oldest is 18. Imagine if the roles where reversed and your mentor cared only for his success and not for your salvation.”
“They’re district. They’re filth.”
You where shocked to hear your friend, your Coryo, to speak about the districts in such a way. He’s friends with Sejanus and this is how he views districts? How could he possibly be friends with Sejanus who is from a district himself but have these views?. It had you thinking. What if Coryo sees Sejanus as filth? What if it’s all and act? Is this why he lies so much? You where so confused…never did you think this is how Coryo viewed them…maybe even viewed Sejanus…
“They’re here.”
You shifted your attention to the tributes coming out of the trains as Coriolanus went to go look for Lucy Gray. You looked around till you saw him. Treech looked much different in person. His eyes where a bit red and swollen, his face was contorted in a angry look. He helped his district partner get down. The poor girl looked wrecked as tears kept falling from her eyes. Regardless of her crying state and treech’s angry look you approached them.
“Hello!”
Your voice ringed out as the two shifted their attention to you. Treech looked on guard as he stood infront of Lamina.
“I’m (Y/N), your mentor!”
“Whats a mentor?”
“Well…I’m basically suppose to help you win the games.”
His face quickly turned into one of anger and disgust.
“You’re capitol?”
“Yes..”
“I don’t want your help. I dont want anything from you or anyone that has anything to do with this!”
He raised his voice and peacekeepers came over and grabbed and took him away towards a van. You knew he’d be angry but you need him to trust you. You turned your attention to a peacekeeper.
“Excuse me…where is the van taking them?”
“We cant say miss, you should leave. No one is allowed here.”
The peacekeeper walked away. As you looked back at the van you saw one of the tributes try to run away with several peacekeepers hot on his heels. You went closer to see what would happen and before you know it someone grabbed her arm and pulled you with them into the van. You fell onto the metal floor as the person wraps his arm around you pulling you into a corner. You looked up and saw it was Coriolanus who did so. As you where about to say something he put his hand over your mouth as the peacekeepers threw the tribute in the van and closed the doors. Now you where beginning to get scared. You where in a vehicle with 24 people who hate the capitol. You and Coriolanus stood up and you held his arm tightly. Everyone was staring at you and Coriolanus.
“Hi.”
Coriolanus spoke up as went more behind him.
“Whats the matter pretty boy, you two in the wrong cage?”
The district 11 male asked looking dead into Coriolanus eyes.
“No, this cage is delightful.”
The moment those words left Coriolanus mouth the 11 boy came over and held him tightly against the wall of the vehicle. You heard some tributes encourage the boy to hurt Coriolanus and that made your heart race with panic.
“I will kill you right now!”
You couldn’t just stand their as your friend was gettting threatened.
“Stop!”
Your voice rang out as everyone’s attention shifted to you.
“Don’t hurt him please…he- we don’t want any trouble!”
The girl from 4 stood up and creeped towards you.
“Whats stopping us from killing him… and you.”
“I wouldn’t do that if i where you.”
It was Lucy Gray who spoke up this time.
“If you kill either of them they’ll just kill you and your people back home…besides blondie’s my mentor, i might need him.”
“Oh yeah? And why does rainbow over here get a mender? What makes her special?”
“You all get mentors.”
“Why aren’t they here then?”
“Just wasn’t inspired i guess..”
Lucy Gray looked up at Coriolanus with a slight smirk. The district 11 boy let go of Coriolanus and he pulled you towards him. The district 10 boy spoke up.
“Who has the pleasure of being the little lady’s tribute?
“Back off ten.”
You did not expect Treech to say something. The whole time he just stared as the tributes threatened you and Coriolanus and now he wants to say something. Your thought where cut off by the vehicle jerking. Suddenly you fell to the floor along with most tributes. He hit against a firm chest and felt someone hold you. You looked and saw Treech but just as you where about to say something the door flew open and you along with everyone else fell out.
A/N: english isnt my first language y’all so lets not judge too much ALSO i really want ro make a love triangel for treech, you and Coryo lmk.
#coriolanus x reader#coriolanus snow#treech x reader#treech tbosas#lucy gray baird#fanfic#lucy gray x coriolanus#treech fanfiction#coriolanus x you#sejanus plinth#sejanus x reader
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Struggling with black and white thinking. During the pandemic we’ve been told wearing a mask protected others & people who didn’t wear a mask didn’t care about other people’s lives. Mask mandates have lifted & I’m still wearing a mask in public. Most of my friends have stopped. It’s hard to deal with the cognitive dissonance as a result. I feel like they don’t care about my life and means we can’t hangout indoors. This has been very isolating as I pull away from friends as a result. Help!
ohhhh buddy, i love that you are asking this and so self aware of what's going on under the hood as you're dealing with these tough emotions. my whole next book is exactly for you!!
Speaking for myself, the thing that is always important for me to remember is that people's decisions are shaped by their social context, by needs that they're trying desperately to get met, and by their risk tolerance -- but risk tolerance often actually means risk *resignation*. When people feel hopeless and alone, it looks a lot like moral nihilism.
I really do not think that people who have been sloppy with covid protocols or isolation are evil people who want disabled folks to die, or that they dont want to be able to socialize with you safely, or anything like that -- i think we have all been pervasively failed by the systems around us, and that the full weight of that failure falls disproportionately onto you and people like you. and so of course it makes sense for you to be really upset at the injustice of it.
I would read this piece by Awards for Good Boys
and here's some pieces I wrote about how systems are responsible for where are with COVID today, not individuals behaving badly:
none of these facts make the situation you're in any less tough, i've got to acknowledge, and so you've gotta give yourself some license to be mad and to mourn how unfairly so much has been taken away from you and continues to be. i just think it is also really perilous for any of us to go down the path of developing a politics rooted in the belief that most other people are lazy, irresponsible, shameful, or evil. i see that kind of political pov germinating pretty widely on disability twitter, for instance, and it goes to really reactionary places really quickly -- and it often willfully refuses to engage in a class analysis
(for instance, people bragging about getting their grocery deliver drivers fired for making a small error on an order, and claiming thats disability justice because they need that service bc they cant go to the store. nevermind that many delivery drivers and gig economy workers themselves have disabilities from covid exposure due to doing those shitty jobs! etc).
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Do you have any theory's on the TV adware?
i mean this might get long xD
So when watching through the TV adware the first time i felt like he works kinda like a Genie. So starting with "SMG4 are you ok?" SMG4 wanted to have that collab video with Mr yest so he helps SMG3 with his streaming stuff in hopes to get the collab he wanted
being reject he starts to spiral thinking that making more content will make him more with it. Slowly becoming a content farm with all the toads he had slaving away making content, in which SMG3 sense something is off
as we know he gets SMG4 canceled only to help pick him up to learn that quality is more important.
Which starts him on his journey to make the perfect video over time he gets frustrated and angry that no matter how hard he tries the video isn't coming out perfect to him, im wonder if at the moment SMG4 wished he had help or something to inspire the perfect video thats when the adware first showed up!
When i first thought about who the TV adware is i wondered if he gets attracted to people with strong desire/wish since he knew exactly what to say to four
from what i have read and seen on genies when a wish is granted you have to pay a price or it doesn't go exactly how the person wants it to go due to wording.
The keyboard sure does something with four as he types away making the video as he mumbles its gotta be perfect, the downside is that he isnt himself lost in his thoughts of making the perfect video not caring about anything else.
As the movie goes on we get to see SMG4 inner thoughts which im guessing is whats playing on loop in his head, which is what makes doing the perfect video harder on him. Could be something the keyboard is doing to keep control over four not expecting that there is someone close to him that knows the feelings that he is experiencing.
Attempting to escape SMG4 gets pulled back, he made a deal he did the wish and he cant leave till it has been completed
skipping ahead since we know how this ends we are in "SMG4: Our new home" SMG4 is out shopping for a new place for him to live since he was just chilling in peach's place the whole time and now that castle is gone.
Boopkins who is currently working as a sales agent helps SMG4 look around for a new place, but nothing is sticking. Which i again think he more then likely wished he could find a place that was around his price range and he can call home
boom suddenly this pops up
boopkins never seen the listing before even though it says its been on the market for 2 days, the conflict being that the teletubbie team came in ready to take the land he just got (im sure now that the crew live on the land the adware can keep a better eye on them for entertainment)
in which funny enough yet again SMG3 saves the day by hitting the teletubbie with the van. ( I swear SMG3 is always saving fours butt)
Now we go to "Western Spaghetti" where the crew gets trap in a simulation by one shot wren, Meggy idol from her childhood.
Wren being the splatfest champion, he was popular had all the money and friends due to being the champion but then he lost a splatfest. He ended up losing everything he had the big fancy house the people he hanged out with he ended up homeless and alone.
there im sure he wished to be a champion again to be on top and thats when he got the letter and was gifted the digital world where he could put himself in a never ending splatfest. But being the champion without a rival is boring which im sure is the part two of his wish getting Meggy to him since im sure with his obsession with splatfest he never missed watching it and he saw her win the last one.
only to be stopped by Tari who is always connected to the digital world and figured out what was going on, even though it took her a while she got everything set to help the crew escape the digital hell they were in.
from the way Wren looks im sure the downside to his wish is the decline of his own health he looks pretty bad and his obsession with being on top and seeing that he was losing his champion position again made him snap pushing the machine to bring the digital world to the real one. Cause everything to crash and burn on him
Now we enter WOTFI 2023 where we learn that the adware was behind this mess to.
im guessing the pizza stand isnt as popular anymore which means Marty isnt making money, since the only reason he is here is because Mario didnt want to run the stand. The pizza stand being his main reason to live (im guessing) maybe he wished he had something new and spicy that could bring people in which is when the fax came in.
But at the same time given the ending to WOTFI 2023 it seems the adware is aware of us the viewers and since we picked what SMG 3 and 4 would do i wonder if he was also granting our wish to be more involved with smg4 videos.
The downside to our wishes could be the ending we get since it was a battle with SMG3 and 4 against Marty and Mario.
that's my theory on the TV Adware but i might be way off haha but it was fun writing this down hope those that read this enjoyed my rambles :D
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helloooo!! i hope youre having a nice week! :D
i’m not the best person to explain things but i hope this works!! i was thinking about maybe lo’ak with a gn! reader (if possible) who are his little “partner in crime” like if hes doing the most horrendous prank someone could ever think of reader is right there hyping him up or helping him with his plans
stop i cant explain how much i love this request. also thank you anon! i hope you’re having a nice week aswell 🥰
partner in crime
pairing: lo’ak x gn!reader
requested: yes
summary: lo’ak and reader are always seen with each other. you will never catch one without the other. problem is, reader is just like lo’ak — mischievous. but what could go wrong?
type: fluff
warnings: just lo’ak and reader pranking neteyam, use of partner/boyfriend (since theyre too young to mate), au where the rda doesn’t come back
a/n: so sorry to keep changing the plot to my fics guys — it just honestly makes my life easier so i dont have to explain shit (im a bit lazy if you couldnt tell), i already said this but i love this request so much, gif is not mine!
word count: 358
y/n stifles a laugh as they and Lo’ak sneak glances at Neteyam. Lo’ak and y/n had previously snuck in some different seasonings and ingredients to Neteyam’s food, and at the moment they were waiting for him to take a bite.
Lo’ak and y/n glanced at each other before looking back at Neteyam. Neteyam looked at them both before seeing y/n trying not to laugh.
“Okay, what’s going on with you two?” Neteyam sets down his food and glares at them as the rest of the Sully’s look at the two.
“What? What do you mean?” Lo’ak looks around ‘innocently’.
“Nothing’s going on!” y/n said looking at anything but Lo’ak or Neteyam, knowing they’d laugh if they did.
Neteyam simply shook his head and picked up his food, taking a bite of out it. y/n and Lo’ak watched as Neteyam’s eyes widened and he spit out his food.
Neytiri furrowed her eyebrows at her eldest son. “Neteyam? What’s the matter?” Neteyam wiped his tomgue with his hands and glared at the two culprits.
“Them! Those two did something to my food!” He pointed at Lo’ak and y/n.
y/n leaned over and whispered into Lo’ak’s ear, “I think that’s our queue to run.” Their boyfriend nodded and stood up, reaching a hand out. as soon as y/n took it, they ran. Neteyam stood up as well and began to run after them.
“You’re so dead, little bro! You and your partner in crime!” Neteyam shouted at them.
y/n laughed as they continued to hold hands with Lo’ak and slow down, “Partner in crime?”
Neteyam smiled and slowed down as well, “Yeah, partner in crime! You know, since you and Lo’ak are always pranking people and getting into trouble.”
Lo’ak spoke up and smiled at his partner, “I think it’s very fitting.”
y/n smiled and squeezed Lo’ak’s hand, “should we get back to your parents? We kind of left without saying anything…”
Neteyam nodded, “Yeah, I don’t want to get in trouble cause of you two idiots.” Neteyam flicked both of them on the foreheads.
“Ouch!” they said in unison.
Lo’ak rubbed his head with his free hand, “let’s just go.”
a/n: this is so bad im so sorry i can totally redo it if you want!
#lo’ak x reader#this is so bad i'm sorry#neytiri#avatar (2022)#atwow#neteyam#jake sully#avatar (2009)#avatar#lo’ak
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Platonic Yandere!Batfam with a poor darling, P.6
Summary: (Y/N) wakes up to Jason comforting her after a nightmare, being to scared and angry to be around any of the batfam.
TW: This is platonic, that doesn’t mean it’s not suggestive, kidnapping, manipulation, fear, gore, torched (not reader), drugging y’all best get ready
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Fear, I could only feel fear, hot, white, searing fear.
I looked around. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
I wasn’t in Jason’s room anymore, I remember falling asleep in the bed with him.
I was in what looked like (F/N)’s apartment.
(F/N) was siting on the couch with her boyfriend, they both looked happy but both where very very high.
They weren’t acting crazy and partying like maniacs, they where calm, they where watching a comity movie, laughing and cuddling.
They where laughing constantly and more loudly then needed and their eyes where droopy and cloudy and they where slow to react to the movie, so they where very clearly high.
They where leaning on each other cuddling.
(F/N)’s boyfriend had his arm wrapped around her shoulders kissing her temple ever so often.
They seemed so happy and calm.
I let a few tears fall down my cheeks.
‘I completely forgot about her’
My mind raced back to seeming their apartment, covered in blood and gore.
I turned around, leaning down lightly I holding my stomach with my right hand and my left hand was around my mouth. I started to shake uncontrollably,
‘How am I seeing her? She-- she’s dead.’
I tried to get the image out of my head, I tried to think about all the times we spent, happy and completely unbothered together.
But instead of making me feel better I started to feel worse, I felt sick, I felt like I failed or betrayed her.
‘I forgot about her. How could I do that?’
To me it didn't matter if she did do drugs, she was still a good, kind person who made me so happy.
Hot tears where falling even more know, unable to stop them I let out a harsh sob.
‘I miss you so much (F/N), I’m so so sorry.’
I felt could feel cold air blowing my hair lightly, It broke me out of my crying and deep regret.
I looked to my side to see the window to the fire escape opened.
‘She never left the window open, she was always to cold, maybe it was the drugs making her to warm, or maybe her boyfriend opened it? Either way its dangerous in this part of town to open your window, in Gotham you never opened a window at night unless you had a death wish, what on earth is happening?’
I looked back at them, the drugs clearly made them unresponsive and they didn't seem to notice or just didn't seem to care.
‘What even is this? Why am I here? (F/N) is dead now, no matter what I do, nothing will bring her back so why am I seeing this, I don’t remember this.’
I herd a thump out on the fire escape.
I froze in place.
I turned my head completely ridged and looked out the window to see four dark figures some balancing on the rail some crouching down by the window.
‘NO! No, No, it cant be! Is-is this when she died?!’
I looked back at her, with the drugs and the movie she or her boyfriend never would have herd or noticed them.
They slowly snuck into her apartment with a skill only a master could have.
They where so quiet, it was terrifying.
When I get a better look at them I saw it was all the boys but in their vigilantly suits.
Damian in his regular Robin outfit with his hand on the hilt of the sword that hung on his hip. Jason was in his red hod outfit, with his brown leather jacket with his twin pistols that usual hung at his sides in both his hands. Dick was in his Nightwing outfit with two metal batons in his strong grip. Last was Tim, There where rumors about a second Robin other saying there was only one, He wore a black and red suit with some kind of X belt or harness around his chest, Like Damian and Dick he wore a domino mask to hide his face.
Its understandable how from a far they could mistake the two, but Damian is a little taller then Tim and and Tim has a little robin head figure in the middle of his chest instead of the classic R on the side of his chest like Damian is wearing.
They slowly and silently made their way to the couch from behind.
‘No!No!No! Please NO!’
I run to Jason seeing as he was the closest to (F/N) and her boyfriend, all of them clearly had malicious intent toward my friend and her boyfriend.
I tried to grab onto him but as I reach and grab onto his arm my hands go right through him.
I gasped, I looked down at my hands,
‘What just happened, Why cant I grab onto him?’
Damian silently grabbed Jason's shoulder, shaking his head.
‘What are they doing?’
Damian had a few sighs with his hands that I could understand but the other did.
The smirks on their face told me it was nothing good.
All of them sheathed where weapons, and moved until they where right behind the couch.
I cried falling to my knees,
“Please don’t do it, Jason, Damian, Tim, Dick, please, I beg you please, i’ll do anything but please don’t do it!”
Despite my cries and begging nothing stopped, Damian and Jason both stood tall and got ready to grab the two from behind.
I rushed to (F/N) and tried to cover her with my body as if trying to let them hurt me instead of her but when I tried to wrap my arms around her I went right through her, just like when I grabbed Jason.
I fell to my knees again in front of (F/N), I kept crying, my throat hurt, and my body aches as I was shaking uncontrollably.
“I’m so sorry (F/N), forgive me, I never knew, I never knew that they where obsessed with me, I didn't know they would hurt you,”
I look down, in both shame and pain shaking and crying to much it hurt.
“I s-shouldn't have trusted t-them, I shouldn't have g-gotten so close, and I shouldn't have t-trusted them, I’m so s-so so sorry.”
My voice kept cracking, I could help the harsh sob coming up my raw throat.
Jason and Damian grabbed both of them, (F/N) and her boyfriend went eye wide and started squirmed and clawed at their arms trying to find a way to be released, but with the kevlar suits they all wore (F/N) and her boyfriend did more damage to themselves then to Damian and Jason, they both kicked and screamed, but the two inhumanly powerful men had no problem holding them in place.
The shock seemed to have sobered them up, Their cloudy eyes where now clear and very aware of everything around them.
(F/N) was about to scream but Jason used his other hand to slap her and cover her mouth, Damian doing the same.
She looked like she couldn't breath, Jason’s hand was covering her mouth and nose, Even with the red hood on it was clear he took a sick pleasure in her suffering.
I cried even harder, knowing what was about to happen, I didn't bother getting up, wouldn't be able to do anything anyway.
Tim and Dick both grabbed two chair that sat at the kitchen table.
After moving the chairs to the living room Jason and Damian sat the terrified couple down and tied them up with what looked like a grappling hook wire.
I expected the worst, but instead of beating them to death, they all sat down or started to relaxed, Dick and Tim where on the couch they (F/N) was siting on a moment ago and Damian stood standing beside the two with a scowl on his face, while Jason sat down in a near by recliner, he spread his legs apart relaxing as he just stared at them. His biceps and thigh muscles strained against the fabric of his pants and leather jacket.
In any other situation he would look hot, but right now, he looked like nothing but a murderer.
For what felt like hours, he just stared at them, it was terrifying, even thought we couldn't see his face we all knew what the Red Hood was capable of, nobody wanted to see that but it was clear none of us would have a choice.
I sat there on the floor I was now kneeing in front of Dick as I looked around, I knew they where all up to something, I thought they would just start to beat or brutally kill them.
‘Dear God, please let this end.’
I knew what was going to happen and I knew I couldn't stop it, I just hoped that they would die quickly and will minimal pain, hoping the blood I saw in her apartment was just the aftermath of when they had already been killed. But their calm laid back demeanor scared me even more, I knew what they where all capable of and it terrified me.
Both (F/N) and her boyfriend where struggling but they didn’t have a chance, the boys clearly knew what they where doing.
They both screamed but Damian had changed the channel to a horror movie and turned the volume to high so the screams just blended in.
“So, you think that you can take all our baby girls attention away from us?”
Jason reached up and took off the red hood, he still had on a domino mask on but now we could all see the sick smirk on his face.
“What the fuck are you talking around!?”
(F/N)’s boyfriend was yelling but (F/N) just sat there shaking clearly terrified of what was to come.
The fact alone that he let them see his face was prof enough they where leaving the room in a body bag.
Jason’s smirk disappeared and was replaced with a scowl.
“I wasn't talking to you, ya bastard”
Jason looks back at (F/N),
“You are a terrible influence, and can’t be close to her anymore, and when we final take her out of this cruel city to take her back to our home, she cant have you looking for her, now can we?”
Jason pulled out a knife from the holster on his side.
My eyes went wide and I finally had the strength to get up and move, I didn't go far, just far enough to collapses in front of Jason crying, Even thought I knew it wouldn't do anything I started to beg.
“Please, P-please Jason don’t d-do it! I’ll do anything, I’ll s-stop fighting, I wont try to e-escape, P-please don’t hurt h-her!!”
I screamed not knowing what else to do. my throat burned, it was getting harder and harder to get the words out.
Jason got up with the knife in hand, Damian had gagged her boyfriend but (F/N) seemed to have found her voice.
“I d-don’t know who y-y-you are t-talking ab-about, Who are y-you, what d-do you wa-want?”
All her questions seemed to come out at once but with all the fear and adrenaline her words couldn't come out clearly.
Damian spoke up while tying the gag in her mouth so tightly it looked like her cheeks would rip.
“We’re talking about (Y/N) you useless slut”
He growled at her practically spiting in her face.
She started to squirm after Jason put the blade to the side of her face the tip of the sharp blade just under her eye she was terrified. It was clearly a mistake doing so as the blade was very sharp and even with the slightest movement the sharp edge cut deep into her already red cheek.
Thick hot blood started to stream down her face and down on her shirt.
“You can’t stick around but your not going to go easily, we are going to make you suffer for tainting our baby girl. And you want to know the best part? You live in a bad part of town so not one is going to come for you, I mean living here alone is a good reason to kill you, our baby girl shouldn't ever be coming into a place like this, Gotham alone is to dangerous for her, but coming here, you should die for making her come here, no one will think to question your death either, They will just think to was a robbery.”
Jason had a sick look on his face, on of pure joy, disgusting, horrible joy as he pressing the blade to her face making the gash even bigger.
He suddenly stabbed (F/N)’s right eye, the blood started to flow non-stop.
She screamed, the sound blended into the movie perfectly, She was squirming, turning head violently to the left, the knife making a giant gash in her right cheek.
Jason stood up slamming his foot down on her thigh shattering her femur.
“Look at the mess you made, you got your blood all over me you slut!!”
The sound was gut wrenching, the cracking and crunching made me sick.
Her screams where unbearable, but I didn't dare turn away.
‘I cant look away, I need to know what happened, I need to know how to morn, how she died, and all the reasons I need to hate them.’
Dick and Tim finally got up from the couch and started to beat (F/N)’s boyfriend.
They hit him non-stop, Dick took his left arm out of the makeshift rope at one point snapping in like it was a twig.
Tim had broken his finger on his other hand, the screaming did stop, I covered my ears it was terrifying hearing all the screams from him and the cry's from (F/N) as she watched her boyfriend get pummeled knowing she was next.
After about fifteen minutes the pain final ended for (F/N)’s boyfriend.
Blood was all over the walls of (F/N) small apartment, After multiple hits and cuts from sharp kitchen knifes Tim had gotten from the kitchen, his carotid artery was finally cut, he bled out in a matter of seconds, but it felt like hours.
I had never seen someone be killed before. It was horrible. The blood the carnage, It made my guts twist.
He body was beaten and bruised, For the most part (F/N) was left untouched, aside from her broken femur and her eye there was little damage.
They opted to move her chair and if forced to look at her boyfriend as they brutally killed and beat him senseless.
Tim held pressure to her eye so as not to bleed out after getting the knifes for Dick and Damian.
Jason occasionally stepped on her broken femur when she tried to look away, making sure she saw ever brutal blow with a smirk of satisfaction etched on his face.
The blood for his carotid artery went everywhere as the light from his eyes slowly faded.
I couldn't bare to look, I turn away, on my knees I fold over and try no to think about it.
‘How could they do this, kill another person, its despicable.’
“Well your boy toy is dead and gone... now, now its your turn’
I gasp and look up.
‘NO!’
I didn't move I couldn't.
‘It wont do anything, how am I even seeing this, I was never there.’
Tim stopped holding an old shirt to (F/N) eye and dug his thumb deep into her eye socket with the sickest smirk I had ever seen.
She screamed, it was so loud it made the walls rattle, it was a wonder no one came to complain about the noise, but in a place like this they probably thought it was some gang coming to deal with some kind of dept and knew it was better just to mid their own business.
Damian and Dick only watched, with sick smiles on their faces.
But Jason started to walk towards her, he leans down into her ear has her cry's just become pitiful whimpers and quiet incoherent begs.
“Now, you tainted our baby girl with these fingers, so I think that’s the first thing i’ll take.”
I final moved and tried to grab onto (F/N) again obviously failing I cry again, but for the first time I feel what feels like hands on my shoulders,
I look back and gasp, but I don’t see anything, my head shoots back when I hear a loud cracking followed by a even louder scream.
The scream was worse then the ones that followed.
Jason had the biggest smirk on his face as if he was the happiest he had ever been.
He had (F/N)’s thumb in his painful grip as he broke it.
One by one, her fingers where broken, she had stopped screaming after Damian said he had a head ache and cut her vocal cords and wrapping her neck in the already blood soaked shirt that was previously used for her eye so as not to bleed out, not wanting her torment to end just yet.
“I H-HATE Y-OU, I-I HATE Y-YOU AL-L!!!”
I screamed and yelled despite the pain getting worse and worse in my poor over used throat, thrashing my arms like a maniac hating what I had to see but refusing to look away out of respect for my friend.
The invisible grip got a little stronger, It didn't hurt it felt secure but I didn't look back knowing I would see anything there.
Jason took his knife and one by one ripped them off.
(F/N)’s death was not quick and painless, It was pure agony and brutality.
Slowly the light faded from her eyes from both pain and blood lose.
All I could do was scream at the top of my lungs and cry as my best friend died in one of the worst ways possible.
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I sat up screaming, tears falling down my face.
Jason was the one holding my shoulders, he’s the one I felt in by dream, he’s the one who killed and torched my friend.
Damian was sitting beside me holding my legs, and Tim, Dick and Bruce where all standing around the bed with a worried look on their faces.
It only took me second to figure out what had happened, the crying an screaming in my dream seemed to happen in real life, So they all came into the room trying to help me.
My face when from one of fear and shock to one of anger and hate, I knew they could kill me easily if they really wanted to but I didn't care anymore.
I knew Batman never killed anyone and he had drilled the lesson into the boys, Aside from Jason, I didn't know what I expected when I found out they had killed her, I should have pressed more, I should have figured out what happened from the beginning, But a part of me didn't what to know, I wanted to stay oblivious, I wanted to remember her as she was, but now with the image her being torched and killed burned into my mind, I only saw red.
“H-HOW COULD Y-YOU, YOU M-MONST-ERS YOU D-DIDN'T JUS-T KILL HE-R Y-YOU TORCHED H-HER!!!”
I pushed Jason's hands off me as I screamed my voice hurting even more now that I was awake.
They all looked shocked and didn't seem to understand so I elaborated.
“YO-U M-MURDERED (F-/N)!!!”
They all seemed to understand what I was talking about now.
Dick seemed sad and disappointed, clearing wanting me to stay oblivious, Tim was emotionless, Bruce was confused and sad, probable trying to figure out haw how I knew, and Damian and Jason.
They just looked pissed.
The looks on their faces scared me, for a moment I was the submissive little girl they wanted me to be.
I tried to move away from them but Jason and Damian grabbed my arms and forced me to lay on the bed again holding me there.
“How did you know”
Jason spoke first. with an nauseating calmness in his voice.
I just struggled in their grip, they clearly had no trouble holding me down but I didn't stop.
Jason, Clearly annoyed with my struggle grabbed onto my hair and yanked my head back. He leaned close to my face his lips almost on mine.
“HOW DID YOU KNOW (Y/N)? WHO TOLD YOU?”
“M-my drea-m, I s-saw it i-in my drea-m you b-bastard!”
I didn't yell to loud this time, my throat hurt so much I could feel some blood in my mouth.
Jason wasn't pleased with my choice of words and took me out of Damian's grip to turn me over and shove my head into the pillows, not wanting to hurt me but just wanting to show who the boss was.
It was clear I had no chance of getting away from him so I just cried.
“W-why, why did y-you do it, She didn't d-do anything, you r-ripped out her ey-eye, you d-destroyed her fem-femur, you b-broke an-d cut o-ff her f-fingers, Ho-w could y-you do such a t-thing?”
I couldn't help but shudder as the images flashed through my head, I stopped struggling and Jason let go of my head and my arm he had twisted behind my back, clearing unset with what I just said.
I didn't try to move away this time, Instead I put my arms under the pillow and cried into in to more, I just mourned my dear friend.
I didn't fight or move away when I felt Jason's hands on my back trying to calm me down.
“Shhhh, baby, Shhhh your ok, its ok, let us explain, It had to be done.”
I snapped at that
“S-SHE NEVE-R HAD T-TO DIE!!”
I coughed and folded over, I had over used my voice to much.
I grabbed my neck. It hurt it felt like I had a fire in my throat, I couldn't seem to get any words out so I just kept crying.
All of them had sad faces, either not liking what I just said or not liking all my crying, probably both.
Damian picked me up and placed me into his lap.
He tried to bring his hand up to card his fingers through my hair but I jumped up and ran to the corner.
I stood with my back to the corner, never taking my sore, red eyes off the men in front of me, I glared daggers at them hoping if I glared hard enough they would all drop dead.
‘I can’t believe I let myself get comfortable with them, I played right into their damn hands!’
Bruce came close but I just shrunk into the corner trying to make myself look small hoping he would take the hint.
I was like a cornered animal ready to lash out at anyone who come to close.
Bruce, despite knowing I would lash out, raised a hand to touch my cheek.
I swatted his hand, crying more.
He just stayed still as he was crouched in front of me, He was so close I could feel the heat radiating off of him.
Dick had left, clearly upset and so had Tim.
Damian was right behind Bruce and Jason on Bruce’s other side.
I felt so helpless another broken sob escape me.
I grabbed my neck in pain, It hurt but my sobbing never stopped.
“Little one, please, let us explain, just take some deep breaths”
Bruce picked me up and started to move me.
I didn't struggle, my throat hurt so much I didn't even realize he had picked me up at first.
He took me to his office, but this time instead of letting me go and sit across from him, he put me in his lap.
I struggled, ignoring the pain in my throat.
Bruce just caged me in his arms cooing at me.
“Shhhh angel, Shhhh, what did you see?”
I tried to talk, more like yell at him, wanting to curse him out for what he let his ‘sons’ do.
All that came out was random babbling and horse sounds, I kept coughing, I started to cry again, not from mourning my friend, but from the pain.
‘How the hell did I hurt my vocal cords so damn bad?’
Bruce looked down at me, worry etched on his face.
He moved my hand from my neck and replaced it with his own, he forced me to lean back while still being supported with one of his legs and his left arm around my shoulders.
“Open your mouth little one.”
I didn't, I glared up at his with tear ridden eyes shaking my head: no.
Bruce looked down at me clearly annoyed with my reaction, or lack there of.
Jason and Dick walked into the room.
I looked at them, giving them a hard glare, Jason especially, Dick didn't do much but sit and watch, but Jason, Jason was a inhuman beast, he showed no mercy to (F/N) so I won’t show him any.
“Help me get her moth open.”
I gasp looking up at Bruce.
I look back at Jason and Dick as they walk over. I start to struggle kicking and trying to yell but all that came out was air. All it did was hurt my throat even more.
As I kicked, the big shirt of Damian's I was still wearing had went up my stomach exposing my bare legs. Jason must have taken off my sweat pant earlier.
Dick grabbed my ankle and my caff so as not to hurt my still swollen and tender ankle.
“Shhh baby bird~, Just do what we say, you'll be ok.”
Dick tried and failed to comfort me, but I stop kicking for no other reason aside from realizing it won’t do me any good aside from making me tired and I am not falling asleep again.
Dick kissed up and down my legs in a attempt to calm me down, I wasn't struggling but my breath was all over the place from the pain in my throat.
Bruce had wrapped his arms around me, forcing my arms to my side in a hard but not painful grip.
They always made sure not to hurt me, they could very easily kill me and we all knew it.
Jason came up behind me and put both of his strong hands on the side of my head, I am reminded how much all of them dwarf me.
He tilted my head back and squeezed my jaw forcing me to open my mouth so he could see all the way down my throat. He put a thumb in the side of my mouth to try and keep it open but I just clamped my jaw around his thumb.
He grunted but didn't pull his thumb out of my mouth, he just squeezed my mouth harder.
I whimper, it hurt but I could get out of their grip.
“Come on Jason, she’s already scared enough don’t give her more of a reason to not like us.”
Dick clearing didn't like the rough treatment I as getting from him.
Jason leaned down to look into my throat, but then looked back into my big (E/Y) eyes.
He smirked down at me taking his thumb out of my mouth letting me shut it.
“Then she shouldn't bite me next time.”
Bruce look at Jason.
“Whats wrong with her?”
“The inside of her throat is swollen and bloody from over use and screaming, I wouldn't be shocked if she couldn’t speak for at least two week so she heals properly.”
I started to kick and squirm again after he let me go until I felt a prick in my neck while he was talking.
‘NO! I don’t want to sleep again!’
I started to feel relaxed but not sleepy, Dick and Bruce let go of me, Bruce's hands know moving up to start rubbing my shoulders.
“Relax little one~”
I did what they said, the drugs they gave me not really giving me a choice.
Jason and Dick sat down across from us on the sofa.
“You saw us kill your friend did you?”
Jason was the first to talk after a long silence.
I was shaking lightly, it was the only thing the drug let me do, I feel heavy but I was wide awake.
I nod my head, grateful I could still do that much.
Jason and Dick sigh, annoyed I somehow knew what they did.
I just glared, I couldn't do anything else.
I managed a few worlds, I was butchering the words but you could understand me, I stopped abruptly because of the pain.
“L-e-t m-me go-”
I regretted talking instantly, ended in a harsh coughing fit and some blood coming up my throat and a now annoyed Bruce griping my shoulders harder.
Dick seemed hurt by my words and Jason, much like Bruce, was clearly pissed.
“Not a chance baby girl, your safer here, you may not like what we did but it was necessary.”
I struggle a little. The drugs just seemed to be a muscle relaxer but not something to make me parallelized.
Bruce picked me up and handed me to Jason, I tried to scream but it hurt to much.
“I’ll be back”
Bruce left with Dick trailing behind him.
I didn't struggle but I did glare up at him knowing these where the same hands that butchered my friend.
“I know your sad baby girl, but you'll feel better soon.”
Jason put his nose in my hair and inhaled.
“Your perfect baby girl, this will just make things easier for us all.”
I started at push on his chest, I felt numb and it probably felt like I was just resting my hands on his chest but I did try even if I wasn't able to put any muscle to the motion.
Bruce came back with a tray in his hands, Damian Tim and Dick followed behind him.
I started to shake even harder, I felt like I was being ambushed.
Bruce set the tray on the coffee table in front of me and Jason.
There was a syringe with a strange cloudy liquid inside of it.
I froze in fear.
‘Are they going to drug me again, what will it do?’
“There has to be a better way, this is cruel Bruce she’ll get used to us in time we just need to be patient.”
Dick was arguing with Bruce and Damian.
Tim came and knelled in front of me and started to caress my cheek as I tremble uncontrollably.
I don’t want to die, now that I was possibly faced with death I began to push on Jason again.
Final I pushed as hard as I could, I jump up taking Jason by surprise and stumble to the corner practically falling and bringing my knees to my chest wrapping my arms around them.
Bruce and Damian didn’t move but Jason, Tim and Dick started to surround me crouching or kneeing down beside me.
They didn't make a move to grab me knowing I couldn't get away if I wanted to.
‘I can’t breath, i’m scared, oh dear god please let them have mercy.’
“P-plea-se do-n’t k-k-kill m-e”
The words where hard to get out and clearly the last ones that they would hear from me for a while as more blood came up my throat.
Tim finally says something as he wiped some blood off my chin
“No kiddo, we would never, what made you think we would ever do that to you?”
I shakily point behind them to the syringe on the tray.
They all look back, their faces all drop, even Jason is shocked at my assumption and pulls me into a tight comforting hug and pulled me into him lap as he sat down still staying in the corner, I hate how it worked to calm my harsh breathing.
Dick held my trembling hands almost in tears knowing I thought he would kill me and Tim was running his fingers thought my hair.
Dick was kissing my knuckles and the insides of my wrist’s mumbling about how much they all loved me and would never hurt me.
Tim was silent and Damian and Bruce where speechless.
Jason was the only one who spoke.
“We would never do that to you baby girl, that’s just to help you adjust.”
Dick final got up and yelling at Bruce and Damian.
“You see!?”
He gestures his hand to my trembling form as I look at them with teary eyes.
“She’s terrified, this isn't the right thing to do!”
“It will just make her complacent, she won’t fight anymore, she’ll be fine.”
Damian said never taking his sharp green eyes off me. Bruce nodded and grabbed the syringe.
I shake and start to struggle, Tim and Jason hold me in place.
Jason started to whisper in my ear as Tim caresses my bare legs still holding me down.
“Its ok, prissiness, nothing bad will happen I promise, you’ll feel better soon”
I whimper as Bruce got closer looking up at him with pleading eyes.
“This is just something that will make you feel nice and clam and relaxed, nothing bad will happen, its just until we are sure you are used to all this.”
I cry shaking my head trying to beg failing in the end .
Tim finally says something.
“We will always take care of you baby, even if you don’t want us to, you'll be ok, we will always protect you.”
Jason pressed his nose into my temple still holding my close.
“Just breath baby girl, I know your scared but soon you’ll realize you safest with us, its not forever, just until your calm”
Bruce gave me the shot after Jason made me hold out my forearm to him, and I started to feel relaxed and woozy.
I reach out to someone, Bruce grabs my hand.
I don’t know what I was asking for, it just slipped out.
“Sleep little one, you be ok.’
I pass out I felt so relaxed I could help it.
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I place (Y/N) on my bed again, siting beside her caressing her bare leg.
‘She’s so clam’
I turn to Bruce.
“We need to be more careful, we need to constantly be with her, she’ll never except us if we don’t.”
Bruce nodded leaning on the wall beside the bed looking down at her.
‘My little sleeping beauty, your really making us work for you aren't you?’
“We will take a break from work, I can take care of it for now, You and your brother’s will constantly be with her, she’ll need the drug every five hours, but sooner then later she’ll realize we are the best thing for her.”
I look down at her, she’ll be out for a while.
Bruce gets up and walks out he door.
I lean down and kiss her forehead, tenderly stroking her cheek.
“Soon you’ll realize how much we love you baby girl, and soon you’ll stop fighting us, its not forever (Y/N) I promises, I’m sorry I scared you but I would never hurt you.”
I leave, with one last look at her, I smile.
“We will always protect you, even if it’s from yourself.”
#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere dc#yandere batfam x reader#yandere platonic batfamily x reader#yandere bruce wayne#yandere dick grayson#yandere jason todd#yandere tim drake#yandere damian wayne
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Jacob Stone x Reader || Oneshot
Plot: You're sick and tired of constant jobs. I mean- you'll go, of course you will. There are people who need your help. But god--
All you want to do is still stay at home and make out with your hot artistic cowboy boyfriend on a Saturday. Is that s o much to ask??
Warnings: Sexual references maybe. Tiny ones.
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The blinds are drawn shut, the room dark except for the shock of white daytime light slipping inside through the crack in the curtains; bars of white painting the middle of the bed and a strip of Jake's back a brighter colour. Music is playing softly in the background, something mellow and non-distracting that Jake picked since its his place- his stereo- his tunes.
You're laid out on the bed all-comfy, a pillow under the arch of your back and your legs wrapped around a beer-barrel waist and Jakes on top of you; holding himself up so he doesn't crush you, but ehhhh still crushing you a little. You love it.
A gentle, relaxed moan slips out of you when he parts from your lips for a second to take a tiny breath and switch sides, before pressing his soft mouth back to yours and slipping his talented tongue back between your lips; kissing you slowly, like the passionate poet he is.
-then suddenly a loud, obnoxious ringtone sounds and you're so surprised; you jump! You knock your forehead into Jake's and nip his bottom lip! "Ah! Shit- " Well, a little more then a nip. You actually bit him!-
"I'm sorry!" You exclaim, shocked and guilty as you both sit up and you watch him wide, worried eyes as he touches where you bit him. When he finds no blood, he just shrugs; flashing you a grin. An amused grin. Amused, at your panic (Like you're so fricken cute). "I'm so so sorry- "
"Don't worry about it. Now," His gaze wonders over to his phone on the dresser, and your heart falls; remembering the ringtone. Your hopes for a quiet, slow morning are crushed. "What was that?" As Jake reaches past you for the phone and presses answer, pressing it to his ear and straightening up again, you give a sigh.
"One guess." You pout, wrapping your arms around your knees and hugging them to your chest, a bored and annoyed look on your face as you watch him.
His eyebrows lift up hearing what's said through the phone that you cant hear, and he nods; Going into business mode. Damn. You were right- Without needing to know what exactly is being said, you let your legs hang over the side of the bed, touch the ground, and get up. You begin your search for your pants, still with that frustrated look on your face. Where did they end up last night??... We watched Dracula, I kicked off my shoes, then we went to sleep and I wiggled outta my jeans... ha! Over there- "Really?... Huh. Okay, yeah, Y/N'll meet ya at the library in 10- "
Jake stops talking, and you're not sure why, til you turn around and catch him looking at you. You raise your brows, like what?
"What's that look on your face?" He hisses (Well, mutters so whoever's on the other end of the phone cant hear him- but in his voice it sounds like a low, husky hiss), his eyebrows knitting together. He's already dressed, having been up writing on his laptop beside you when you finally ended your (Much deserved) sleep-in; and you kind of resent him for it. He's all put-together, he doesn't need a break- he's happy to go on another life-or-death mission right away! At the drop of a hat! As he should be! But you?? You feel like Grumpy the dwarf after a cut-short hibernation. All you want is to stay in bed with your cowboy and make out. Or sleep. Or watch more old movies. It doesn't really matter what you do, so long as its in bed.
You feel like you've been on missions non-stop lately; risking your life in a million different ways. It feels like you're fighting to survive so much that you're forgetting why.
"Nothing," You shrug, turning away again and grabbing your pants. After all, you cant complain. You're helping people! People need you, and Eve, and Jake and the other librarians. That fact is not lost on you, and honestly most of the time you love doing what you do--
But sometimes you're just... tired. Like today.
Eh, you'll get over it you guess.
"Nah. Nah nah nah- its not nothin'." You feel Jake's hand wrap around your wrist and pull you to him where he's moved to sit at the end of the bed. To the phone, he gives a quick 'call you back cass', before chucking it backwards on the bed and drawing you in closer; not once taking his intense eyes off of you. Usually you love those eyes, and honestly you do now too, but they are so full of smarts that you do sometimes you feel overwhelmed. Like you don't even have to talk- he already knows what's going on. And sometimes, like now, you just don't want him to know everything! "Tell me."
"Its really nothin- "
"Don't say that again," he shakes his head; a flicker of annoyance. "Go on, tell me."
You give him a look. "... no, I'm awful."
"First of all, you're the opposite." He brushes over that self deprecation quickly, nipping it in the bud before you can even truly feel it. "What? What- You don't wanna go to the library??"
"I- " How do you explain without sounding silly? Huffing out a sigh, you slip your wrists out of Jake's grip and run your hands through your hair. "I'm just tired, I guess. I know! Thats not an excuse to not save the world from monsters, or gods, or whatever the hell else wants to take over today- I know that. But I'm just- so- ughhh."
Slipping out from between his knees, you slump down on the edge of the bed beside him instead; dropping your face in your hands and your elbows onto your thighs. You don't doubt Jake's focused art-critic's eyes on the whole time. Analysing you like some old Rembrandt. Seeing your shame. "My bones feel heavy." You say, quietly.
A moment passes before you feel one of his hands on your back, rubbing up and down; working out the tight stress-filled knots in there. Then you hear his voice, but he's not talking to you??
"Hi again Cass- yeah, uh, on second thoughts we're actually gonna sit this one out. You guys got this, right?" Immediately you sit up stock-straight, turning to Jake with wide eyes. What?? You mouth, horrified.
He gives you a mystified look back. Mouths 'what?' back at you.
Your jaw drops.
"No no no- we can go! We can go! We can definitely- Thats not what I was saying." What is he doing?!? They need you two! They need him, for definite! Just because you're tired, doesn't mean you can just chuck a sickie!- "We have to go, Jake, don't- " When you reach for the phone to tell Cassandra that he's joking and you'll be there, Jake catches your hand and leans away from you, finishing up the call and preventing you from stopping him.
"Yeah yeah yeah, great. Thanks, Cass! Goodluck! Call me if you need us- yeah- bye!"
Then he hangs up and chucks the phone behind the bed, between the wall under the window and the mattress, where you cant get it.
You're half considering diving after it, but Jake starts rubbing comforting circles into your knuckles and you turn your gaze back to him; shocked and confused.
"... but- " Before you can argue with this decision, Jake leans over and kisses you. Its warm and slow and almost as good as before, making your head all fuzzy and quiet. He pulls back, and you struggle to open up your eyes again. ... still- "But-"
"Come on." Jake gives a comforting grin, a devastatingly handsome cowboy grin that makes your insides turn into mush and your shoulders relax. And he's still rubbing your back, so you're feeling so so sleepy and slow. "You're tired- I get it. We've been on mission after mission for weeks. Almost 2 months. And you've been so damn good with it, savin' our asses at least 10 times. They'll be fine without us this time, you know that." He assures you, which makes sense now that you're calm enough to hear it- they will be fine without the two of you. You all take individual jobs all the time, and besides- they have Flynn this time. Your perfect, sweet boyfriend gives a shrug of those broad shoulders of his. "'nd you deserve a break."
... taking hold of his hands, you lean in and press your forehead to his. "So do you." You say earnestly, gaze flickering over the bags under his beautiful eyes.
"Yeah. So lets do that, huh? Together. C'mon," When Jake gets up abruptly, letting go of one of your hands but keeping the other to tug you up with, rubbing those comforting circles back into your skin, you look up with curious eyes at him. "Lets getcha a cup a tea, or somethin'. Whadaya want? I'll order."
"Mmm... " You close your eyes and think, a tiny grin twitching onto your lips. "Um... pancakes." Pancakes sound like absolute heaven right now. Fluffy, and drenched in syrup, with some strawberries??
"Aw yeah, that sounds freaken good, actually."
When you open your eyes again and see him smiling, you nod and wrap your arms around his neck. You're thinking about pancakes, and restful bones, but also how good Jacob smells. And his weight on top of you. And the romantic timeless way he kisses. "Uhuh." He wraps his own around your waist, pulling you in against him. "... but first,"
"Hm?" He grunts, your noses brushing against eachother and him suddenly becoming quite distracted; being so close to your lips. "Wha?"
"... 20 more minutes in bed."
Immediately he nods, guiding you back onto the mattress and crawling over on top of you, adjusting your hips back over the pillow so you're comfortable. "Forty, at least."
#this is my first attempt at jake!! be kind!! 😅#Jacob Stone x Reader Oneshot#Jacob Stone x Reader#Jacob Stone#Jake Stone x Reader Oneshot#Jake Stone x Reader#Jake Stone#The Librarians#The Librarians x Reader#The Librarians x Reader Oneshot
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Good afternoon Briddy. Most humbly do I request the next part of Transfer Student Weiss Redux. Please have a nice day.
(You asked, and you shall receive)
“Of course they’re late!” Weiss growled to herself as she paced in front of the restaurant while she waited for Yang and Blake. She had told them the time to come around and it wasnt like Vale was all that much busier than it had been a couple hours ago. Even getting a scope for Ruby didnt take that long. “What’s taking them so long?”
“Maybe they got stuck in line somewhere,” Ruby answered as she tinkered around with the scope. “We almost did.”
Weiss rolled her eyes and leaned against the wall near the door. “They could at least let us know why they’re running late.”
“Yang will be here any minute with Blake. Just be patient.”
Weiss sighed and looked at her scroll to watch the seconds tick by. Yang was already five minutes late, which she had to admit wasnt like her. Both her and Ruby seemed to always be on time for everything, even getting up earlier than the rest of them for class. So seeing Yang run this late… something had to be off.
A frown crossed her lips as she saw a call from Yang pop up on her scroll. “Where are you?” she asked angrily.
“We’re on our way, but we ended up getting a bit… sidetracked,” Yang answered.
“And what is that supposed to mean?”
Yang paused for a moment, only a faint whisper coming over the speaker for the call before she finally spoke clearly. “I… Blake can explain once we get back to the dorm.”
“Fine,” Weiss sighed, annoyance in her voice. “Just get here as soon as you can. We’re already late and I dont want to lose our reservation.”
“We’re five minutes away, so we’ll be there soon.”
Weiss hung up the call and stuffed her scroll back into her skirt pocket as she huffed. “Of course Blake’s the one making them late and they cant even give an excuse for it.”
Ruby slipped the scope back into its bag and sighed. “You know, you should go easier on her.”
“If she wants me to treat her better-”
“She’s our teammate, that should be reason enough. I dont know what Atlas is like, but if treating people like this is how everyone acts, then you’re going to make a lot more enemies than you will friends. How do you expect to work with your team if you cant treat them with just a little respect?”
Weiss went quiet as the words got stuck in her throat, her heart started to ache about the team she had lost. As far as she cared, this team wasnt *her* team, it was just a replacement until graduation and she could be a real huntress. Though, she did have to admit that maybe she was being a lot rougher on them than she should be. They werent Atlas trainees, but they still seemed to be one of the best teams in their class. And even if they were willing to open up to her, it was hard for her to want to put down the icy shield she kept up to keep herself safe.
And then there was still the matter of her promise to try to help find Penny, the lie that brought them out here in the first place. Or at least, it had been a lie that she wanted to try to help. And as much as she wanted to keep buying time to prevent herself from having to help, with one of the SDC Vale branch office not too far away, it’d only be a matter of time before Ruby would say something. “I… I spoke out of turn,” Weiss responded as she had been trained. “It wont happen again.”
Ruby smiled a bit. “After we try to find a clue or two about where Penny went, then maybe we can all try to open up with each other and at least try to understand each other. Maybe you can even let us know what brought you here to begin with.”
“You were given the paperwork, it’ll tell you everything you need to know.”
“Yeah, but, I want to hear it from you.”
“That’s not-” Weiss’s words stopped as she looked over Ruby, almost seeing the same look her original partner had given her whenever he tried to get close to her. Her breathing hitched as she felt her heart start to pound and she instinctively reached for her scroll. “I-I have a text from my Father I need to answer,” she lied as she started to pull away. “I’ll be right back.”
“Dont take too long!” Ruby called out.
Weiss nodded and checked her vitals as her fingers shook while moving over the screen of her scroll. The only thing she could see wrong with her was that her heart rate was more elevated than normal, but nothing else indicated she was having a panic attack like normal. Though, even if it was a panic attack, there wasnt much she could do now to take care of it. At least, not without letting her team know the full truth of everything she’d gone through. And she wasnt ready for that. With a deep breath, Weiss did her best to calm down and made it to the restaurant with a small smile as she saw Yang and Blake finally there. “About time you both made it.”
“I told you we were coming,” Yang answered. “Like I said, we got a bit… distracted.”
“Right…” Weiss sighed and opened the door to the restaurant for her teammates to file in. “Just as long as you keep your promise and tell us when we get back to the dorm.” She quickly grabbed Blake’s arm as she passed, letting go just as quick and turning away. “I’m… sorry about getting upset at you earlier.”
Blake paused in her step, still not looking at Weiss. “Its fine, but… you really should give them a chance before hating them like you do. I know they havent exactly been keeping everything lawful-”
“I know. But things are… complicated.”
“Then will you talk about it with us?”
“I-I… I’ll try.”
“That’s all we ask.”
Weiss let out a heavy sigh as Blake walked through the door, heart pounding nervously at the thought of even discussing any of her feelings with her teammates. But for now, she could enjoy lunch with them and maybe get them to forget about that kind of talk before heading back to Beacon. She glanced over at Ruby, frowning a bit when she saw her looking down the street. “Ruby, you coming?”
Ruby nodded for a moment, eyes still locked down the street as she took a step forward. “I need to go check something.”
“Wait, Ruby!” Weiss growled as she watched Ruby rush off in a flurry of rose petals. “That… that dolt!”
“Weiss, you and Ruby coming?” Yang asked.
Weiss took a breath as she looked into the restaurant, seeing how packed it already was as the maître d' waited for them to give him the information for the reservation. She then looked off in the direction that Ruby had rushed off in, seeing the rose petals already fading. “Dammit,” she whispered to herself. “Ruby ran off and we need to go after her.”
“What about the reservation you were worried about?” Blake asked in almost an annoyed tone.
Weiss took a step into the restaurant and gave a quick smile to the maître d'. “I need to move our reservation back a couple hours. Will that be okay?”
He nodded and flipped through the waiting list. “We have a spot for four this afternoon-”
“I’ll take it. The name is under Schnee.”
“Alright, I’ll have that moved for four today.”
“Thanks.” Weiss turned away from the maître d' and walked to the door, her smile fading into a frown as she left. “That dolt!”
Blake sighed and followed behind Weiss. “I’m sure whatever made her run off had to be important.”
Yang nodded. “Do you remember which way she went?”
“She went down that way,” Weiss said as she pointed down the street in the direction that she and Ruby had originally come from. “We’ll have to start going down that way and if we’re fast enough, we can follow her trail-”
“No time.” Yang started to run off. “You and Blake search together, I’m going to check the places that Ruby likes to go.”
“Wait, Yang-”
“Come on, lets go,” Blake said. “Yang knows Ruby better than anyone and we’ll slow her down if we go with. Besides, I’m better at tracking when I have someone who can follow me.”
Weiss paused for a moment and looked over at Blake. “You know how to track?”
“Its a… skill I picked up outside the kingdom. Doesnt matter, which way did you say she went again?”
“To the north.”
“Try to keep up.”
Weiss sighed as she watched Blake use her weapon to get up onto the rooftops and started racing over the streets. She cursed quietly under her breath and used her glyphs to follow, making sure to stay behind Blake. “Dont worry, I wont slow you down!”
#rwby#ruby rose#weiss schnee#blake belladonna#yang xiao long#drabbles#transfer student weiss redux au#transfer student weiss redux#and now things can start getting interesting
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mistake (zhongli n reader) pt 2!
HEJIKOPL THE OTHER ONE GOT SO MUCH ATTENTION I FEEL SO PRESSURED TO GET THIS ONE DONE AND MAKE IT GOOD 😭😭 PLS SAVE ME
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"Get the fuck out."
"W-What?"
"Get out!" You screamed, pointing to the door of your shared home. Small drops of blood splattering every where. For the first time in your "relationship", he had been asked to get out and leave.
"What about us? Are we still-" Zhongli spoke up.
"After everything you did to me, you expect me to still want you back? Hah, funny." You scoffed at his pathetic question.
"God, do I just want to rip your face off and show everyone you're nothing but a bitch. A bitch wanting his lovely little ex back, only running into somebody else's arms just to let time pass." You took another glass piece and broke it.
"Stop breaking things!" He was mad.
"Oh? Now you're mad?" You didn't want to turn this into a full fight, but it was hard to not.
"Zhongli, I gave you chances. I gave you hope for us. And this is how you treat me?"
"I loved you." Zhongli was, of course, trying to calm you down and talk his way through your forgiveness.
"I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry for what I did to you. I'm sorry-"
"You always say sorry but you never mean it. You always use your words to talk your way into my arms. Into my embrace. Into my forgiveness. Cause you're the biggest, most fucked up asshole there is." You felt angry yet sad.
"I tried, Zhongli. I really fucking tried." The look he gave you looked like he finally had some sympathy. He finally understood what you had meant by "I tried". In reality, he did somehow try too. He tried to love you, to care for you, and to cherish you. But he just couldn't do it.
"Goodbye. I can't do this anymore." You took your coat and bag, walking towards the door.
"Wait-" He tried to stop you.
"There's nothing worth stopping for anymore, Zhongli. It's over. It's all gone." were the last things you said before leaving and shutting the door in his face.
He cried, heart full of sorrow and despair. He finally realized what he had done. He had lost you for good. There was no chance that you would run back into his arms like he ran into yours in the beginning. All the love and time you spent together down the drain.
"What do I do now?"
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timeskip a year later !
You were finally living a free life. You didn't regret breaking up with him and losing your long "loving" relationship. You loved traveling and reading books. But your most loved thing to do was write about what you had learned. You posted a blog on the internet, which went viral and now various people follow you.
"Zhongli? Hah, funny you mention him again. I don't regret breaking up with him, but I would love to thank him for some reason. He helped me grow and learn. Even if the expense of learning those lessons were, well, expensive."
He, meanwhile, was still living in your shared home. In the first 3 months of your break up, he was depressed. He was also learning himself. What he had done, what you had said and done. He was still hurt. He could let go of everything you had. Your bedsheets that smelled like you, your pillowcases, your collection of books. But one thing he couldn't let go was the photo of you and him, standing on the beach with your cat and dog. He knew deep inside that he was genuinely happy at that moment. He knew he couldn't get you back, but thinking and missing you was enough for him.
You both had different endings. You ended up fully healed and happy with your new life. He, on the other hand, was still learning and healing. But no matter how much you love a person, don't forget to leave some for yourself. For loving somebody too much can hurt both of you.
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BIITCHES THIS IS IT. I CANT BELIEVE TE OTHER ONE GOT SO MUCH ATTENTION LIKE 🤨🤨 but this is the final part. I absolutely love this so much, and I hope you do too. Love is hard to understand, but with the right person at the right time, you will be able to love :)!
#genshin angst#genshin impact#genshin#zhongli#zhongli x y/n#zhongli x reader#y/n#reader#story#writer#mona megistus#kiseatories
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The world does not revolve around Chris. He does not have private people follow him around 24/< for hair , makeup and styling. STOP thinking he's Carmen Sandiago. Hes not the Dr. He doesnt have a Tardis where he can juat pop up in diffrent coutries
🗑 messed up big we saw neither of thise rings were hers as multiple celebs have gone on Re cord how it words with borrowed jewlery so they wouldnt be putting things on there that didnt below. Theres been half a dozen rumors olthey are each flying back and forth and here and there and it statted immediately after Bookie and her friend exposed the video Jus and 🗑 posted. Immediately after it got traction rumors started and rumors will continue to clean up the mess.
No one knows when a video is made. I do pagesnts and not pageants have narional winners do holiday shoots all in one day. Evwry single holiday we made a video for and did photos with specific clothes and changes of make up here and there. He couldve filmed the video right after the auction was over or he couldve done it last weekend. It doesnt matter. And yea you cant deny that is a weird yellow gold color.
STOP trying to drum up drama
Oh and p.s. if youre going to post thing fro lm soxial at leaat be smart enough to see what is or isnt enabled on his profile right now
But lets STOP looking for drama take the quiet and enjoy sweater season. Aldo atop trying to figure out where he is based off when things are posted. Chris has said hes a night own and up late so fans probably expect things to be put up late. Or maybe* gasp* soemone forgot to post it so they did it quick or maybe well maybes can go on fkrever ok so stop reading into everything it will not onlt drive you nuts but everyone else.
The fansom should be an escape not oh god what new drama could i encounter if i say hi to friends
Well said, An🫶n, and seriously, go off!!!
And I agree... All of this back and forth is truly a pain for all. Not everything has to be broken down. I'm honestly waiting for photos or video to analyze.
And it's true, about the thing about the Fandom being some sort of escape. I came and joined for the happy fun times, I only stumbled into this because somebody got me curious. Now, I'm here, and we finally have the chance to enjoy the Fandom without Albitch and her merry band of thick faced racists making some form of drama one way or another.
I'm sorry! But I will fight but only if bullshit is around. It helps me with whatever is going on in my personal life. But the analysis of when he posts or where he's flown to and where, I'll listen but doesn't mean I'm going to overcomplicate my life trying to figure out WTF is going on somewhere over the rainbow.
This is definitely not good bye. Not by a long shot. This is a I need to take time for myself, and enjoy life while I'm not preoccupied in/with someone else's drama.
But either when I finish those fics I promised, or if something big happens, I will be back...
And final message for trolls and Team Real just waiting to pounce...
See you soon...
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secrets pt.01
xiao x gn!reader
SUMMARY you meet your brother’s good old friend xiao! but oh no? what’ll happen if you catch feelings and start dating? especially when zhongli forbid you from dating xiao!? only one way to find out!
WARNINGS -ˋˏ✄┈┈ secrets, cursing
A/N-ˋˏ✄┈┈ lowercase intended ! i was actually rlly excited to write this one jshjajsj this turned out a LOT longer than i wanted it to so i’m making a part two, its 3am sos pleas
next
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“zhongli! mom’s calling you!”
you sigh as you hear your brother’s footsteps get closer. you were currently helping your mom by cleaning the table and zhongli was doing homework. you were five months older than him so you always asked if he ever needed help with any subjects; he never accepted your offer because he was a whole lot smarter than you but that didn’t mean you ever stopped asking.
“hey yn, do you wanna hang out with me and my friend?”
“huh? what for?”
“don’t know, but he wants to meet you.”
“uhhh yeah sure i just need to finish cleaning the table.”
that sure caught his attention, he started helping you right away.
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you were a little nervous to hang out with your brother to say the least. you two weren’t exactly the closest siblings..
“hey xiao, this is my sibling yn.”
his eyes moved from his homework to you. he gave you a smile, and it was not a genuine one.
“nice to meet you. i’m xiao.”
your cheeks turned a light pink, and not because of how attractive he was. you were a little embarrassed because his judgmental eyes just kept staring at you. he didn’t exactly have the kindest aura.
“nice to meet you.”
ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ
after your encounter you just kept seeing him around, mostly around zhongli though. one day zhongli decided to leave you two alone to go get some snacks at the nearby 7-11.
“so…”
“i have a question.”
he suddenly looked at you and you were confused, “what is it?”
“are you afraid of me?”
silence filled the air as the tension got thicker.
“no. why would i be afraid?”
he looked surprised at your answer and just turned back around to stare at nothing.
“i don’t know, most people are afraid of me; i think it’s because i have a resting bitch face haha.”
“i was a little..intimidated at first. you would never stop staring…”
“oh, yeah i do that too, i’m sorry if it made you uncomfortable.”
“no worries, i got over it anyway.”
the tension wasn’t as thick as before and sitting beside him wasn’t as bad as you thought.
“he-“
“yn, we have to go home; it’s getting late.”
zhongli came from nowhere and i cursed his timing. just when i was getting comfortable too.
“bye xiao, i’ll see you tomorrow?”
“yeah, see you tomorrow.”
on the walk back home zhongli said the weirdest thing ever.
“yn, you cant date xiao.”
“what? when did i-“
“just promise me you won’t date him.”
what was he talking about? there’s something he’s definitely not telling you. and that really bothered you.
“okay…but you can’t blame me if i break it.”
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break it indeed you did. turns out there was more than meets the eye to xiao. he was unexpectedly good with children, and he liked to cook. you found this out when you were invited to his house. you didn’t tell zhongli. besides, why’d he have to know where you were at all times?
he had a younger sister and always cooked and cleaned around the house. his mom was always out working so he was in charge of taking care of his sister. his sister introduced herself as qiqi and apparently she took a liking to you. she seemed a bit ditzy and forgetful but she was cute.
eventually she went to sleep and that left you alone with xiao.
“hey. i didn’t know you could cook?”
“well someone has to…”
“do you know how to bake too?”
“yeah..why does it matter?”
jeez if he was going to be so sour then why did he invite me?
“i was gonna ask if we could make a cake!”
“oh yeah su-“
and just then i got a phone call.
“sorry, it’s zhongli. i’ll be back.”
xiao just watched you walk out and laid back into his couch.
“hello?”
“yn! where have you been?! don’t you know what time it is?”
“umm it’s 11:00pm, why?”
“where are you?”
“at xi-“
oh shit. i almost told him where i was.
“what?”
“at a friends house. i’m sleeping over.”
“does mom know? if she doesn’t you know she’ll get really stressed-“
“i’ll call her right now. goodnight zhongli.”
you heard him sigh and mumble a goodnight. after you told your mom about it you realized you didn’t think this through. where were you going to sleep?
you walked back inside and saw xiao passed out, he looked so peaceful. you couldn’t help but smile.
“xiao.”
although you didn’t want to wake him up you had to ask if you could sleep over. “xiao, can i sleep over?”
he just nodded and turned his head.
now where exactly was i supposed to sleep?
i sat next to xiao and made myself comfortable. he wouldn’t mind, would he?
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the next morning i woke up with a blanket on me and xiao gone. i looked around and no one was around. it seems like xiao moved to his room.
you checked your phone and saw it was 5:39am.
going back to sleep wouldn’t hurt.
but you decided against it as you went to get a cup of water. you were awake already might as well start the day.
when you turned around you saw xiao’s surprised expression.
“what?”
“you actually stayed over?”
“yeah?”
“oh, okay. cool.”
it seemed like he thought i was gonna leave.
he sat on the couch and just sat there thinking about something.
“hey.”
“hm?”
“do you want to date?”
you nearly choked on your water.
“excuse me?”
“do you want to be my lover?”
“no, i mean..i heard you but, why?”
“why not? i mean we’re both comfortable with each other.”
“i don’t think we should date because of that.”
“but we both get benefits i guess?”
“what would those benefits be?”
“you get to help me take care of qiqi, and i can help you..uh.”
“yeah didn’t think so, besides zhongli doesn’t want me to date you.”
“why are you letting him control your love life?”
“i’m not letting him control my love life. regardless if he let me, you wouldn’t be my type anyway.”
“ouch?”
“haha your ego’s too big pretty boy. if you convince me i suppose i’ll date you.”
“i’ll make you sweets?”
“you have yourself a deal.”
#xiao angst#genshin xiao#adeptus xiao#xiao x you#xiao x reader#angst#angst no happy ending#modern au#highschool au#genshin x gender neutral reader#genshin x you#ella’s drabbles
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KEYNOTE KEYNOTE KEYNOTE KEYNOTE LETS FUCKING GO
i knew it was a media company i mean that was obvious but still. i knew it was a shady business. but we learned things and fuck im so excited.
its giving off nintendo keynote vibes but the man in the suit is definitely the same man from connected and we will call him, showfall dude. showfall dude was seen in the little flash of the guy in the suit before it cut to the missing photos.
now we know that there is someone breaking through. SFM (showfall media) will be running the interactive experience but i think we will get breakthroughs from ppl in rebellion as we see in the keynote.
one of the curious things showfall dude said was “we have spent months developing, researching, and connecting with this new frontier”
i dont think we are the new workers, we are ordinary ass people in this world. when he talks about how our choices matter, i think in the live experience, it will seem like at the beginning that the people are actors (or criminals), so we are more likely to put their lives at risk. later we will realize that they are part of the rebillion. SFM says that they “found them” so i think they are missing people. which would explain the hotline saying how we cant help them anymore.
also now that ive looked through somethings, i realise the two people in the pictures might be sneeg and charlie. which would explain”familiar faces” thing showfall dude was saying. doesnt mean that they cant be part of the rebellion.
one of the og breakthroughs before SFM is cut off says “where is this signal going” which i assume it means the person, im calling them last hope is reallly fucking desperate. last hope makes the connection right after showfall dude says unexpected. last hope is trying to tell us something.
this is where we learn about gl!ranboo. he has been the guy that was warning us originally. he was the rebellious person from my last analysis. but SFM found him. an interesting thing last hope says is “i dont know who you are” after last hope talks about glranboo, they talks about how it (sfm) got everyone, which means it probably has almost quenched the rebellion. and they are the last one of the rebellion. i think they need our help to save their allies, and i think their allies are going to be put in this mindfuck of an interactive experience.
when showfall dude says big finale, there is a bunch of rapid editing, but on eof them is just a partially transparent grey picture of showfall dude looking fucking insane. whatever the finale is, it will be fucked up. and people will be hurt.
also the fact that the interactive experience is not just any experience, its a social experiment greatly correlates with how this will be and stuff. which means its so much more than an interactive experience.
last hope wants to stop the interactive experience because it will be the last thing SFM needs to do in order to crush the rebellion, and we, the audience, are their last hope.
like it said in the binary,
let the show begin
#im so fucking excited#and im free all the days#this is so fucking fun#generation loss#genloss theories#genloss spoilers
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