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ya dawg we got flow ya dawg no massive amount of blood ya dawg Also u can kinda see my bruise from last shot LMAO
#ok there’s like a spec of blood but it’s a little#i don’t use bandaids bc i’m goated#jk#but i don’t#blood#just in case i just tagged blood incase#yeah#:3 we got flow !#very pleasant shot no pain this time
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old hunters DLC also highlights some themes of colonial violence and exploitation too, imo. what’s been done to the fishing village and kos ties the beast thing up with this idea that like, the impulse to Conquer and Dominate another leads directly to the Curse. It’s not enough to understand the old ones and the blood and all that, they needed to control it, to take it for themselves, and exploit it however they can. And now there’s wolfmans everywhere.
And this is in the core gameplay loop itself, we extract all the vials and blood echos and blood gems that we can in order to become strong enough to conquer more and more powerful prey. When we’re hit, we hit back harder and take back the life that was taken for us. Sure it’s ostensibly to Break the Curse and seek Paleblood and all that, but we know why we’re really doing it. Because it’s sick as hell, and feels awesome to best these monsters. The old hunters knew that too, and it turns them into giant horse creatures unable to do anything besides violence. That thirst for violence and power makes hunters turn into beasts, now only functioning as a cog in a perpetual violence machine. They lose their humanity not through repeated death like in Dark Souls, but through taking life. It turns the characters into monsters, and the players into wiki editors and lore theorists (aka monsters) bc we also can’t let go of the feeling Bloodborne gives us.
Tl;dr: Bloodborne is like if Spec Ops had any subtlety or desire to leave itself up to interpretation (probably helped by the fact that very little of what I’m talking about is likely intentional and I’m just insane)
OKAY im back from my appointment and finished my little treat. anon ("anon" @chicknparm who should get credit for these good thoughts) i could not agree more. i mentioned this in a previous post but finding a strand of commentary about the evils of colonialism made me worried i was becoming dangerously online, but it's a relief to see someone else mention this idea. i think you are absolutely right that one of the overt messages in bloodborne is that spilling blood for your own benefit leads to ruin. its actually kind of shocking how, in spite of the combat being the draw to these games, the message of most fromsoft games is a message of anti-violence. like, how many times do we end up fighting something that, in hindsight, needed to be put out of its misery. oh. shit. thinking about it, our player character is explicitly an outsider. the role of hunter of hunter is filled by outsiders...
also lol you are so right about the wiki based insanity but i think that's the consequences of insight poisoning. literally every once in a while while trying to edit this stupid bloodborne doc i think to myself "oooeergg too many eyes" and take a break for a few days
anyway, turning this back around to the colonialism theme, hear us out ok: watching/reading the sekiro lore videos/posts by shetani of shetani's lair helped introduce a lot of esoteric buddhist and shinto concepts that were totally novel and unknown to be as a baka gaijin. now these ideas are impossible not to see in all of from's other works.
i did a few days of research on "shinshi" (mostly a lot of stuff that turned out to not be relevant, but interesting) after becoming aware of them and found they shared a lot of qualities with the augurs (or "phantasms", invertebrates that act as intermediaries to the great ones) of bloodborne. realizing this, i thought about the great ones not in the context of a christian god, as the MODERN yharnam does, but as kami. kami are numerous, everywhere, hidden, and are thought of as actively controlling or influencing the terrestrial world. the re-translation reveals that the "great pthumeru chalice" had some nuance lost in translation: "祀る - Means to enshrine or worship, but has connotations of doing it to appease spirits so they may reach nirvana or Buddhahood and avoid becoming evil"; this is simply translated to "deify" which is technically correct but the original feels like it's much more pointed about finally revealing to the player that the "gods" as we've been lead to believe them to be are not what they seem.
the healing church, a product of georgian to victorian era western beliefs, razed pthumeru, loran, isz, and the fishing village (and probably yahar'gul too) in the quest to become like their newly discovered gods. the framework by which they related to pthumerian culture was completely wrong and misunderstood the nature of "gods" as all knowing or all powerful and, thus, something aspirational. the reality was more that they are just another type of creature in the world with different limitations than a human. and they're still mortal.
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HELLO, IVE JUST FINISHED WATCHING WEDNESDAY
because i am the biggest dumbest nerd when it comes to the addams family: ive made a crappy list of why wednesday is everything i hoped for and more and why it is absolutely fucking perfect. spoilers.
im not entirely sure on how to start slow with this one so im getting right fucking into it. enjoy reading the disaster of my thoughts on this masterpiece:
AMAZING CASTING. jenna is incredible as wednesday, catherine and luiz are the perfect morticia and gomez, i adored seeing christina ricci KICKING ASS. gwendoline christie was amazing as weems, fred armisen as fester???? lost my shit he was so perfect. i don’t think there was a single cast member i wasn’t amazed with.
no genuinely i loved all of the nevermore students
fell in love w enid so fast omg i was rooting for her so hard her arc was so awesome (her and ajax are so cute too)
rip rowan you would’ve loved wenclair
THING!!!: its not the addams family without thing, and its especially not the addams family if thing isn’t being a little shit stirrer the whole time. perfect beautiful i love him A++
THE WEDNESDAY/PUGSLEY DYNAMIC WAS SO ON POINT they literally have the actual best sibling dynamic
i now know that you have not lived until you’ve seen wednesday addams stuck in a love triangle. she is not a character that you would expect to have a romantic interest but now in my mind she’s just beautifully a-spec and probably demiromantic. yes obviously i love xavier.
don’t get mad at me but i don’t ship her w enid that much?? at least not romantically but hey i would not complain if we had a polycule or qpr!!!
also it was genuinely so cute to see wednesday making friends like. why was i sobbing so much when she hugged enid. holy fuck.
THE DANCE SCENE. SHES AN ICON SHES A LEGEND AND SHE IS THE MOMENT
i am referring to both her actual dancing and ofc “they couldn’t even spring for real pigs blood. its only paint.” so real.
cant even stop myself from mentioning that jenna ortega looks very hot covered in blood which happens a lot in this series. like almost every episode. jesus fucking christ i am so in love with her.
i am a huge edgar allen poe nerd so i fucking adored every little reference to his works. also the idea that he was an outcast is so real to me.
speaking of outcasts: ngl definitely could’ve come up with a better name, “outcasts” just made it sound weirdly like some awkward teen high school drama but you get used to it
wednesday’s visions were so cool??? i loved the whole goody addams thing their interactions were really cool and god i just was not expecting that at all.
ok tbh it was really weird that her name was goody, since “goody” is the puritan equivalent of “mrs.” (its short for goodwife) so idk why they did that but ok i’m still here for it
honestly in general they do a really good job of keeping you guessing. i was suspicious about almost every single character throughout the whole series.
in retrospect i should’ve known tyler was gonna be an asshole from the start cause. i mean. his name is tyler. no offense to my tylers, but be real when have you ever seen a tv show character named tyler that wasn’t a douche. i’ll wait.
i’ve typed tyler too many times and it no longer looks like a real name
episodes are nice and long but i obviously wish the series was longer, but it was super bingable and i’m probably gonna rewatch it 3 million times until the next season inevitably comes out.
not to be dorky but i loved how every episode title was a pun w the word “woe”
i have really horrible media literacy in the sense that i overthink EVERYTHING so to me like almost everything in that was beautifully executed symbolism and maybe it was but when i say i lost my shit when i noticed wednesday stand on enid’s side of the room and fsr thats the only example i can think of rn BUT STILL
overall 5 stars 10/10 show i cant wait for more i love the plot i love the characters i love the cast i will be recommending it to everyone ik and more
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Ok. Speed racer AU.
They are rival racers, competing for a grand prize, lots of high obtain action and high flying emotions. Peach is our main racer, Grey is her manager and Plum a mysterious racer with a lot of sexual tension during the whole thing.
Excuse me while I totally obsess over the image of a ranking race, just to see who qualifies for the actual official competition. Peach has NO idea who shes up against because it doesnt matter. You win, nothing else is important. Goes round a corner a little harshly but something zips past, and theres a second where the other drivers drifting infront, cars nose to nose, like so expertly paced and manouvered, the driver waves at Peach, neither can see the others face, just two helmets looking at eachother for that split second, which is like. infuriating as all hell. This new racer is activley gettign in her face about the overtake, its a mocking move. Game on. They are nose and nose the entire time, Peach considering nudging the mystery opponent out on the final length but knows she'll get penalised if it looks purposeful. Accepts second place, they both move to the actual cup event.
Peach is SO mad, gets out the car and rips her helmet off, nearly spikes it into the ground but keeps it together, Grey's there trying to chill her out, she did really well, aside from that one racer she drove better than ever, and was way out infront of the vast majority. The competetive streak in her was challenged and he's seeing her work harder because of it. Probably harder than she's pushed it for a long time.
The mystery racer is leant against the front of her car across the yard, waves sweetly at Peach who's keeping her cool, trying to not be outwardly furious, then saunters off, still no clue who's under there. Just some new blood in the mix, someone else to beat.
This is entirely the hardest she's ever trained, the cars got to be perfect, Peach is grilling Grey about specs, making sure he knows every turn that feels wrong, ever second thats wasted, and they muddle through how to shave those seconds off.
Her one night off she goes to some local dive bar, tries to unwind, mulling over everything, obsessing, she cant lose again like that, it was so close. Her ability to let it go is failing, peeling the label off her beer. until that is someone small sits opposite her in the booth shes at in the back, a pretty faced little thing who's...lost? or drunk? She doesnt get why someone like her is sitting there, suggest she 'goes back to her friends or whatever' But this girl wont quit, says peach looks like shes stressing out over something, squeezes out the truth with a couple drinks and some persistence.
And so Plum, the mystery girl whos kept her company, and the driver who beat her, gets out of this overly competetive woman that she's mad about her job, and worried she's losing her edge.
They bond hard, perhaps even go home together, end up gettign along well. That is until the race day, and Peach does the whole press thing, looks over, and there she is. Same girl from the bar, in the racer gear of the asshole who taunted her out on the track and won. She waves in her typical way, a little wave that Peach has recieved a few times now, and cannot stand. The sinking feeling sets in.
Plums got her right where she wants her, shaken, totally off her game, heads elsewhere, overthinking.
somewhere along their career the competetive streak and endless will-they-won-they (even though they defo have that one time) is caught by the cameras, they become this weird new obsession in the media, people are pitting them against eachother. The fierce rivalry is not without respect though. They keep beating each other by fractions of seconds, its alwasy too close to call without close ups and slow mo replays.
Until one day during another race, another car takes plums out, the thing rolls, totally wrecked, gas leaking out, inside the driver just slumped. Peach cant just leave her, 180's and forfietts the match essentially to drive back, off the road even though the cars not built for that at all, gets out despite the danger, and pulls her from the vehicle. Manages to get clear of it before the fire catches, and soon after emergency medics show up to take over. She is shaken, a little bruised and scratched, but at least not burnt up in a wreckage.
Do they have a heart to heart in the hospital? Maybe. Does it stop them competing? Never.
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Free! Boyfriends protecting their s/o from a creep/bully -part 1(Haru, Makoto and Rin)
Enjoyyyy ❤️
Haru
B: Hey there kiddo! Whatcha got there~
Y/n: (whispering and wrapping your arm around Haru's) Haru.. That guy is creepy…
B: (Walks up to you two) Wassup mate! Where you two goin?
Haru: None of your business…
B: aww, cmon! Let this cool guy join yall as well! Right? (Tries to poke your cheek)
Y/n: hands off please
Haru: (eyes the man scarily)
B: Heyy! Don't be like that now~ I'm just a poor ol chap, let's be friends ey?
Haru and y/n: No thanks( keep walking away)
B:(grabs your arm) C'mon brooo let's click some pics together? Just your friendly neighbourhood homies, am I right?
Haru: (stops and you quickly whip the man's hand away) You're bothering y/n. Stop it.
B: Y/n is it? Such a cute name for such a cute lil fella~ (eyes you)
Y/n: Ok that's enough, you're a fucking pervert and nothing more
B: Dang, this one's got a sharp t-
Haru:( Throws a fistful at the man's face, hitting him dead on the nose, causing blood to shoot out) Look at y/n once again, and your eyes will be next
(The creep passes out and Haru quickly calls the police, who reach there within minutes, and arrest the man. After the police leave, it's just you and Haru again)
Haru: y/n? You ok??
Y/n:(crying softly, you bury your face into Haru's torso) I'm…I'm so.. Scared…
Haru:( wrapping his arms around you and walking with you) He's gone now…it's ok…I'll protect you
Y/n: (you sob softly and hug him tight) Please…stay with me…
(Haru hums your favourite song as he holds your hand gently and pats your head, embracing you in a much needed, comforting warmth…)
Makoto
(You spot your bully in a corridor, as you and Makoto walk through the hallways of your college)
Makoto: y/n? Is something wrong?
Y/n:(whispering) that guy…he's the one who…picks on me a lot…
Makoto: ohhh, don't worry y/n, I'm here now. He won't do anything to you.
Y/n: (you shift closer to Makoto)
B: Oh hello there~ who do we have here?
B:Y/n~ and who's this with you? Your boyfriend??
Y/n: Jealous that you can't pull one?
Makoto: (elbows you) Sorry, I don't suppose we've met
B: Eh, that doesn't matter. But tell me. Why would you date y/n here? Like look at him/her. So nerdy lol.
Makoto: Who I date is my choice, and y/n is perfect as he/she is.
Y/n:(smiles at Makoto, and a rage builds up inside you) Thank you mako~
B: pfff- this one? Perfect?? Bro you gotta have the worst vision if you think that. Look at em! (Grabs your specs) how many fingers~
Y/n: oh no you didn't-
Makoto: (places a hand on your shoulder and smiles at you. Then sternly looks at the guy) please give back y/n's specs.
B: hmm since you asked so nicely~
Y/n: (you put your hand out, expecting him to place them on your palm) That was nice of you
B: (smiles and throws it into the garbage can)~Then you can catch it yourself!
Y/n:( you gasp and launch yourself towards your glasses, and thankfully catch them before they fall into the garbage can) Whew! That was a close call…
Makoto: (grabs the collar of the bully and picks him up, dangling in the air) That's not very nice of you now…
Y/n: I've kinda had enough of you, why not finish this game today?
B: Ngh! Let me down or I'll report you to the principal for trespassing!
Y/n: (winking at Makoto) Sure! You do know there's cameras here sooo if you want the principal to check them…then…oh wait! They also captured you "accidentally" throwing my glasses into the bin…tsk tsk tsk.. What a shame if the principal sees that right?
Makoto: (hangs the collar of the bully onto a high hook) Y/n? Don't you think he looks good as a decoration there?
Y/n:(laughing) oh yes that's perfect lmaooo!!
B: hey!! Get me down!! You'll pay for this!!
Y/n:(tying his shoelaces together) yes yes short stuff, it's ok, we know that you have anger issues cuz your size doesn't sustain the amount of steam you release, how about chill….a little…pfff-
Makoto: (lets out a snicker, then inches close to the bully, looking at him dead in the eye and smiling) Jokes aside…I get one more complaint from y/n about you, and I'll drag you into the deepest depths of any water body you swim in next…
Y/n: (laughing) Cmon mako! We have other stuff to do~
B: ….
(You and Makoto walk off, laughing and hugging. Meanwhile, your bully tries to unhook himself from the wall. He manages to do it after a while, as his collar rips and he falls down in an angry heap. As he gets up and tries to chase after you, he trips on his tied shoelaces and falls face first into the garbage can)
Rin
(*Cracks knuckles* this will be fun :) )
(You and Rin are walking along the narrow Street, trying to get home faster so you can relax alone together. However, someone is following you as you notice…that someone is also awfully familiar)
Y/n: C/n(insert the name of the person who you'd punch the lights out of)?? What are you doing here??
Rin: Hm? Who's this?
Y/n: The guy in my class that kept bothering me. What's up? Why did you follow me here after college?
C/n: Y/n~what do you mean~ you know that I love you , don't you?
Rin: (shooting him a displeased look) Oi, don't you know that y/n has a boyfriend??
C/n: yeah, that would be me hehehe( walks towards y/n)
Y/n: back off bud, I don't like you. I made it obvious enough
C/n: Nahh don't be like that. This guy? Pff- what can he do? He's just a big ol "just for show". I can protect you better lol, now come, let's go out-
Rin: (grabs his collar and glares into his eyes) Listen here.. If I see you around y/n, there will be consequences, which I won't be responsible for. Don't tell me I didn't warn you…
Y/n: Don't worry c/n, I'm sure you'll find someone better, someone who loves you too, but I'm already taken. So please, now if you'll excuse us.
(You and Rin leave him and continue walking down the path, but you hear footsteps running towards you from behind, and you quickly warn Rin)
Y/n:(jumping to one side, dodging c/n's hold) What the heck?!
C/n: Okay so then have this guy fight me. I'll give up if he beats me.
Y/n: don't bring him into this. I'll fight you if you want
Rin: (walking towards him) Alright. Heh, let's see whatcha got then.
Y/n: Really?
Rin: He wants it?
C/n: Hehe! I'll beat your ass eas-
Rin: (trips him with a sweep kick, and then gives him two powerful punches on his face) You were saying?
Y/n: (recording the entire scene, just in case)
C/n:(groans) heh..
C/n: (kicks Rin from behind, causing him to growl in pain) now's my chance to run…ugh…I should give up…
C/n: (hissing into Rin's ear) oh, and you better take good care of y/n…Or I'll make sure next time I'm prepared for you
Y/n:(You rush to Rin's aid, now carrying a wooden bat you found nearby in your hand, going for a strike, but c/n runs way too fast, throwing Rin off over a small patch of broken glass) YOU LITTLE-
Rin: (Tries to avoid falling into the patch, but still gets cut by a few pieces of glass) GGAAAHH!!
Y/n: (picks him up and helps him balance on you. You help Rin walk and you both reach home after a few minutes of struggle)
Y/n:(quickly calls a doctor and pushes Rin into the shower, first aid kit in hand)... Rin…I'm so lost..
Rin: (fiddling with your fingers) tch…don't worry y/n.. That guy got lucky…
Y/n:(washes off the dirt and filth when you spot blood on his hair) Rin….. Oh.. No….
Rin: what is it??
Y/n:(starts to tear up) Your head…it's bleeding..
Rin: (touches his head and looks at his hand, blood stained on it) Ahh fuck.. It's not much though…will heal…
Y/n: (starts to cry softly) …. I'm sorry…
Rin: (holding your cheek gently and wiping away a tear) hey…shhh…I'm fine! See??(stands up straight, though he can't move much. He immediately falls down on the chair)
Y/n: (doesn't say anything, just helps Rin clean himself and takes him out into the living room, waiting for the doctor to show up)
Rin:... Hey? Are you just going to sit there like that?
Y/n: (shaking your head) Please…just…Let me be…
Rin: (shifts closer to you and kisses your forehead) Y/n…c'mon.. It's not your fault…
Y/n: you're so right…. You shouldn't have accepted his dumb challenge…
Rin: (giggling) Hey so now I'm the one at fault?
Y/n: (breaking down into tears again, but you hug Rin tightly) Stupid…. Idiot…. I love…. So much…. Please…. Never…..again!!
Rin: (gently runs his hand through your hair, smiling) I love you too y/n…and I'll protect you from anyone who tries to hurt you..
(Soon, the doctor arrives and picks out the glass that went into Rin's skin. He praised you for being quick in action and using first aid, as well as keeping the shards in place to prevent more bleeding. He operates on Rin for some time, and then finally concludes the visit by giving you some painkillers, antibiotics, and applying dressings on Rin's injuries. You text all your friends about the incident and make sure that c/n received a punishment for his actions. After a while, you are sitting next to Rin, tending to him, as he tells you that you're the most important thing to him, and he'll do anything to protect you….)
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hi!! my name is prisonjuice, u can call me that or variations or. anything else i dont really care, i use it/its pronouns, im an adult, and a writer/aritsts
im not particularly interested in being too out n about about my specific identity, but i will say that im an aroace-spec, nonbinary/trans, autistic/mentally ill, and disabled artist.
i mostly do oc stuff!! i have really complicated oc lore im always working on, but sometimes i might post fandom stuff- never anything serious though, god will strike me dead before i ever finish a second fanart!
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silly oc comics
silly fandom comics....
and when its serious work. my favourite things,
blood
guts
cannibalism
dismemberment
shark teeth snake teeth and little cat like nails
bright eye hurting neons like some sort of whore
sorry jesus [size difference in me ocs]
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artwork will also all be tagged with oil spill [general content tag] & rainbow works [visual media specific tag] from now on! along with the name of the universe + ocs in it :)
ill um.... make a masterlist of what each universe has goin' on eventually but dont expect me to add all of my ocs in that masterlist <- 500 ocs last i counted
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no fandom stuff. probably never will, im just not interested
all of my ocs are autistic. sorry
all of my ocs are trans too. oopsie mistake
all of them are furthermore generally mentally ill and very queer. whoops
sorry lesbians, i like men a lot and im nonbinary so i mostly write men and nonbinary ocs
hurt/sometimes comfort. heavy emphasis on the hurt though [<- whump writer]
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religious symbolism
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symbolism in general is like. my favourite thing
writing will also all be tagged with oil spill [general content tag] & crime record [writing specific tag]! along with the name of the universe + ocs in it :)
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genshin impact
honkai star rail
boku no hero academia
cookie run [kindom, trying 2 get into ovenbreak tho]
bungou stray dogs
fear and hunger
silent hill
creepypasta
chainsaw man
obey me
vocaloid [i especially love abu-se ken, syudou, and nilfruits]
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magi
warrior cats
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milgram
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kath’s wwi au - some details
spoilers below the cut if you haven’t read it! here it is btw 🤫
ok sooooo @roideny wanted to know who lives/dies, and i have basically nothing to do at work today so i’m here to deliver!! this is so fucking sad y’all
jack: as we know from the first fic, he unfortunately dies of septic shock due to an infected wound </3 he was a captain in the army and bravely led his company til the bitter end
davey: survives! but with all the trauma that an army doctor could possibly endure. poor thing saw jack for the first time in a decade while operating on him, and then had to watch him die. im sorry about it but im also not.
kath: sincerely tries to go overseas as a war correspondent but unfortunately being a woman in wwi didn’t allow that. she’s married to davey in this au, so she ends up using his letters home as a firsthand source for articles about the horrors he sees in the field hospital
race: survives, honorably discharged with severe burns and a case of shellshock (which is actually a traumatic brain injury in his case) after being caught in an explosion. he makes it home, but he’s never quite the same
crutchie: survives, safely at home in nyc! i think he’s married and settled down, and he works a nice little desk job at a newspaper or a library or something. he wishes he could do more for the war effort, but he’s secretly grateful that his disability came in clutch and meant he didn’t have to go overseas
spot: also safe at home! he works in the navy yard pier, building ships - he wanted to enlist with race, but he’s got a bad back and was ineligible to serve. he takes very good care of race for the rest of their lives <3
albert: loses an arm, but survives. he’s a very good sport about it, especially when he runs into both davey and race in the hospital! he considers himself very lucky, bc he’s got a wife and kids to get home too - the man can balance a baby and a bottle in one hand like nobody’s business
finch: survives a major gas attack in the war, but ultimately dies of influenza later on - the mustard gas totally fucked his lungs, so when the 1918 pandemic comes along, he’s just too vulnerable to the respiratory symptoms
elmer: my poor baby…. he’s the first familiar face davey sees in the hospital, and he dies on the operating table. he got shot in the trenches and was lucky enough to make it to the hospital, but he’d already lost too much blood.
others that weren’t mentioned in the au:
- i think specs and romeo both die. sorry kings. jojo probably does too.
- buttons lives! for the sole reason that he’s one of my fav background newsies so i refuse to kill him. i feel like he’s one lucky mf and narrowly avoids a million different injuries, making it home pretty much unscathed
- is that everyone?? idk i haven’t brushed up on all the characters in a while. so that’s all ive got! if anyone’s fav blorbo isn’t on here, go ahead and consider him alive <3
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PETER + MJ / DRABBLE. ▎FIRE RED WILD WITH KNOTS AND LIPS THE COLOR OF BLOOD. to the normal eye the crimson isn't there, just a shade of grey as all others in the surroundings they have come to know but to Peter Parker the color that he sees is indescribable. even in his black and white universe he manages to find and track her from many blocks away. and she's all that he sees when she starts making her way out of the police station from the sheriff's office to the cramped, paper filled cubicles of each copper drinking their joe's, filing documents and signing off on a cases. his body moves on autopilot as soon as he sees that fire red, falling into step with the rhythm of her heels as he makes his way towards her direction from the back of the office area.
they almost collide with each other when they both come to an abrupt stop at the top of the stairs, Mary Jane Watson having to seemingly remembered something and he, Peter Parker, having that very thing as he offers the reporter her lost camera. there's a few scratches on it but nothing a little paint job couldn't fix. he's surprised that the thing even survived the debris he found it buried in and maybe he should be more surprised that he and hundreds of others were alive from a terrorist attack. when tired eyes meet the specs of his goggles Noir doesn't make a move. he stands there ever stoic as always and he can see the woman's disappointment. feel it even.
and then she laughs, maybe to lighten up the solemn mood they had found themselves in from the early hours of the morning to now. he hears the underlying fear that lingers from the recent accident in Mary Jane's voice but he doesn't mention that. doesn't dare to knowing how quick she chooses ire in delicate situations. the reporter takes her camera from him, naked fingers touching leather ones. if she could feel his, she'd know how rough and calloused they were. ❛ Hey, Peter... I'm sorry I almost forgot this but thanks for finding it by the way— ❜
❛ Are you ok? ❜ his voice is gentle, a gloved hand rising to give his companion a supportive pat on the shoulder and Mary Jane goes quiet. there's no appropriate question to ask. he just wanted to know even if she did get angry. he wanted to know that she still felt something.
she shakes her head and Peter doesn't need her to say more, knowing the gravity of the moment then but she still provides him with the details. of course she would. she always does. what a stupid question to ask. they've been working for so long together that maybe Mary Jane speaks out of habit or out of shock. this is her way of grounding herself back into the reality she knows. ❛ I wish I could say I was, Peter. I'm covered in soot... I'm covered in blood. My god, a bomb went off — people could've died. I have... glass in my heels and I just, I was so close to cracking this case. ❜ and then they're back to formalities.
this is her way of putting up her own walls. he knows this. they've both become desensitized to the horrors of their careers that any chance of a deep emotional connection is difficult to obtain. they've both become married to their jobs instead of each other too. he recalls talking about wedding bands once but, that felt like a decade ago. a decade of Mary Jane never seeing his face again and he asks if she's "okay"? what a load of hogwash coming from him. and then he hears her break. ❛ If you hadn't been there — ❜
❛ But I was. You don't need to think about my responsibilities. ❜
❛ That isn't fair, Peter. This was my case too. ❜
it would've been so easy to take her hand and grip it. squeeze it tight. but he doesn't. he keeps his distance, despite being so close. they stay there for what feels like an eternity. never finding the next thing to say and refusing to start pointless small talk. and it's in the stillness of each other that they find peace. a quick rest before getting back on the job.
Noir makes the first step down the station stairs as a cab pulls up and he opens the door, ducking his head into the passenger window to provide the address to Mary Jane's house. he feels anxious doing so. he should be the one taking her home but... but what?
❛ Black, right? ❜
Noir turns to the red head, cursing under his breath a moment when he hits his head on the frame of taxi's open window. ❛ What? ❜
❛ Six o'clock, my place. I'll be at my window with coffee. ❜ Mary Jane says this so casually as if she just hasn't been through a near death experience. she climbs into the back seat with her briefcase and shuts the door on her own. ❛ See you later, Spider-Man. ❜
when that taxi disappears into the horizon, Noir takes a leap and swings away.
when Mary Jane sets the tray down at the window sill at six, she hears the quiet fall of combat boots making ground on her perron before her. sliding the extra cup of coffee towards her visitor, she smiles up at him. ❛ Hey Peter. ❜
#didn't grammar check this either but here we are 😂#I just needed a Peter and MJ moment in the Noir universe FIGHT ME#ooc#mobile#Drabble
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Clone genetic enhancement ideas
So the clones were genetically enhanced, but i don’t really see any writers (in fanfic or in published stuff) really exploring what that MEANS beyond “clone very stronk”. Here are some ideas that would actually make clones significantly different from just a regular-ass human in peak condition.
-enhanced senses: eyesight, hearing, etc. I’m talking eyes like a HAWK
-better reflexes
-quicker information processing
-can hear sounds of higher and lower frequency than standard humans
-can see light of a broader spectrum than human standard
-learn quicker, retain information and skills better (potential problem: if you learn something the WRONG way, that way might stick really well)
-photographic memory (really useful for memorizing layouts and maps)
-immunity to various diseases
-can tolerate a wider range of temperatures and environments
-increased stamina and strength baseline. Clones can just run full-tilt for hours and hours and be like “ah a nice stroll”. Over long distances, they can out-pace jedi in the same way that humans can out-pace horses.
-higher tolerance of certain poisons/toxins (clones can straight-up drink ethanol, and get maybe a little tipsy)
-bodies respond quickly to physical stress, and slowly to the absence of it (basically, this means that physical conditioning results in stronger muscles and a stronger cardiovascular system really quickly, and it takes MUCH longer for a clone to lose strength and conditioning due to not exercising than standard humans. Think how much valuable training time is saved if they only have to go on a run like, once a month in order to stay in shape)
-increased ability to function through intense pain and acute injuries. Basically, semi-disabling the pain system so it’s less distracting. Probably not good for the survival of the individual in many situations, but an advantage on the battlefield.
-heal faster and better, with fewer long-term complications. Clones can dislocate their shoulders and NOT have the joint be permanently fucked up, because the Kaminoans re-designed the whole damn thing to suck WAY less.
-actually, unique internal anatomy. There’s probably a lot about the human body besides the shoulder joint that is actually just really stupid, and something no intelligent designer would actually build. So the Kaminoans can fix a lot of that stuff. Better knees, maybe. Stronger ribs. Maybe Cody punches droids not just because he’s a mad bastard, but also because his metatarsals are literally as strong as steel.
-Hearing loss/hearing damage? No problem, your ear can regrow those little hair-thingies that help you hear.
-Of course, it takes energy to maintain muscle mass, which is why human bodies lose it if we’re not using it. Clones need significantly more calories than standard humans. However, their digestive systems are enhanced to extract calories and nutrients from food much more efficiently, so food goes much farther. Potential weird side effect: maybe clones only have to poop like, once a week?
-You could probably extend that into increased ability to tolerate long periods without food/on low rations, despite the increased need for calories.
-wouldn’t it be NEAT if the kaminoans somehow designed self-repairing DNA. This would mean that others couldn’t take a DNA sample from a clone and modify it to create their own clones (basically, it protects their product. It’s like DRM for clones). This ALSO means that clones couldn’t get cancer, and that they’d be immune to radiation poisoning. So a clone could just walk up to a sphere of uranium at critical mass and pick it up. Maybe with oven mitts on if it’s hot. (this would also make it harder for a rapid-aging cure to be developed, but uhhhh fanfic writers find a way)
- “bred for obedience” I think most of this would have to be accomplished through tightly-controlled messaging and cultural norms as the clones grow up- basically, enshrining obedience as a desirable and almost sacred trait, to be prized higher than anything else, including the lives of your brothers. In the same way that we hear stories of people sacrificing their lives to protect their loved ones, the clones would grow up hearing stories of soldiers sacrificing their brothers’ lives to obey an order from a superior.
-SOME of the “obedience” thing could be engineered, though. Humans are already super social, but it would probably make sense for the clones to have an even greater need for social bonds. This would make for greater teamwork and coordination, and better unit cohesion, since the clones would be more inclined to prioritize friendship/agreeing with someone over winning an argument. It would also make it so they’d bond with their natural-born generals more easily, so they would obey them not just because they’re supposed to, but because they’d be much quicker to see them as a friend, and someone who’s trust they want to earn, someone they want to incorporate into their group and make happy.
-consequently, clones who find themselves alone do NOT do well. Isolation has a much more profoundly negative impact on clones than on regular humans.
-Originally, clones designed to operate alone or in small teams would not have the social enhancement- ARC troopers, spec-ops teams, etc. There wouldn’t be much of a noticeable difference in everyday interactions, but they’d also be vaguely weirded out by what they interpret as aggressive friendliness from their brothers, and their brothers would think they’re a bit shy and standoffish.
-actually this social modification would make it MUCH harder for clones to kill people. REGULAR HUMANS are already super bad at killing people- i remember reading this article about how as soon as soldiers have to point their weapons at actual people, their aim gets mysteriously much shittier. Even when compared to situations that are exactly the same, except they’re not shooting at other humans. So reconcile this how you will, idk.
-I imagine a lot of these enhancements would be accomplished not through DNA, but through microorganisms. Retroviruses could explain the DNA resistant to modification, and the increased healing speed, and possibly some disease resistance (do i know anything about retroviruses other than a vague concept of what they are? no i do not. will that stop me? also no.) Their metabolism can be partially explained through specially engineered gut microbes.
-not sure how they’d go about making clones “resistant to any stress”, because you can’t exactly turn off the trauma response in the brain without breaking a bunch of other things. They could probably do a bit of fiddling to make clones more resistant to chemical imbalances, and therefore more depression-resistant. I think most of the “stress-resistance” would have to come through training. Either they train the clones to basically suppress everything, which might work alright in the short term. OR they actually have systems in place that help prevent the development of things like PTSD and help treat trauma. Meaning the clones are literally trained in self-care, positive self-talk, talking about their pain with their brothers, and having community rituals around things like death and grief. I don’t think that’s super likely because one thing that’s integral to those concepts is the concept of “i am a person and i have worth, and if i feel angry about something bad happening, that is ok and valid” and considering that a whole lot of bad things happen to the clones all the time and their childhood is a whole boatload of bad all happening at once, i don’t think the kaminoans would want the clones realizing “hey wait a minute i’m a person and i don’t deserve to be treated this way and it’s ok for me to be mad at you”.
- the clones were supposedly engineered to be “less aggressive” but i think there was literally nothing more to that than a cover story for the control chip. The clones wouldn’t be raised with a lot of the aggressive western concept of masculinity, where anger is the default reaction to like, everything, and your personal pride is extremely important and also fragile (no offense lmao). So you wouldn’t have clones posturing and getting angry over perceived slights and fighting each other all the time, like everyone in-universe apparently expects to be the case. Anyway, why would you want your soldiers to be less aggressive? they’re literally supposed to fight and kill the enemy. You want them fully capable of getting angry, anger is the human response to fear and danger that lets us DO something about it.
-obviously the biggest component in how they behave would be how they are raised, but that’s an entirely different post
-Specializations! I imagine that initially, the Kaminoans had different clones with different traits engineered specifically to fill certain roles. However, as the war went on, they struggled to keep up with demand and had to start shoving clones into whatever roles were needed (hence Fives and Echo becoming ARCs, despite not being engineered as ARC troopers).
-Command clones would have better abilities in the executive function parts of the brain that deal with extrapolation, planning ahead, spatial reasoning, etc. They’d also have increased visual pattern recognition (like a pigeon)
-search-and-rescue troops would also have the pigeon pattern recognition abilities. The coast guard literally strapped pigeons to helicopters who would tap a button when they saw orange in the water, because they were better at spotting it than humans. Pigeons can detect cancer in microscope images of cells, because they’re that good at pattern recognition
-Pilots would have hella reflexes, excellent spatial awareness and spatial reasoning skills, much greater ability to process visual information, stronger hearts and blood vessels (to resist greater Gs of force), and they’d also be much shorter, to better fit into a cockpit. Which reminds me of Axe, that poor bastard from Ahsoka’s squadron over Ryloth who was almost eight feet tall. rip poor Axe, how did you even become a pilot, you long bastard.
-medics who can smell certain diseases. If you want to get a little bit out there, make the medics able to purr so they can sooth stressed-out patients.
-infantry would have even greater endurance than everyone else, as well as greater tolerance for, and ability to, remain constantly on alert.
-ability to fall asleep at will? that would be super dope.
-maybe more efficient sleep, so to an adult clone, 4 hours of sleep is genuinely sufficient.
-concept: clones can sort of turn down their bodily functions- slow their digestion, heart, lungs, the whole nine yards- to last longer in adverse conditions. Sort of a half-hibernation (or quarter hibernation- they’d still be able to talk and think, but they’d feel very lethargic). They wouldn’t be able to function very well, but it would be great for things like enduring intense cold, periods without food, low-oxygen environments, and it would be especially useful if you were wounded and waiting for help, since you could slow your circulation, meaning it would take you a lot longer to bleed out. This state could be triggered by a combination of physical actions such as sitting or lying still, breathing slowly and deeply, and focusing on slowing the heart down (humans can actually slow down their hearts consciously if you practice at it, this is basically that, but turned up to like 1100).
-one thing that never made sense to me was the whole “we’re running out of jango fett’s DNA, all the new clones won’t be as good, and we have to stop ventress from stealing the original DNA” because like, can’t they just, get the EXACT SAME DNA from the clones?? you know, the exact genetic copies? With all the enhancements already done? But now my idea is that the kaminoans have engineered the clones so their DNA straight up can’t be copied. The clone’s own body can obviously replicate it, but if you take a sample and try to extract the DNA, it just self-destructs or something. This is to protect their intellectual property, but also means that they literally have to use a couple of Jango Fett’s actual human cells for every single clone they make (and the fact that they then have to do all the above enhancements to every single embryo helps explain why there’s so many small mutations, such as hair color and height). So they kinda shot themselves in the foot with that one.
-of course since things like ADHD and autism have a strong genetic component, the kaminoans could theoretically engineer those out of the clones, but actually FUCK THAT so for whatever reason, that’s just not something they are able to do, and neurodivergent clones are absolutely a thing
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Goddess-Clarke’s Bellarke Masterlist
It’s finally here!!!! It took me literal months to compile this HUGE list of Bellarke fics but I felt like this was a good time to get it out to you guys. I feel like with the influx of canon bellarke information, we’ve gotten both validation and heartache. So here are some of my favorite fics (196 of them to be exact). I tried to group them first by canonverse/modernverse. Then by main trope (marriage, babies, canon divergent, roomates, etc). I also then put the smaller tropes in parentheses so you guys can find something specific you’re looking for like angst, fluff, oneshots or multichapter, bed sharing, smut, etc. I also wanted to write in trigger warnings (TW) when I could, though tbh there aren’t very many because most of these are fluffy. I also put a small warning when Bellarke is in other major relationships at any point during the fic because tbh I hate not knowing that.
Canonverse
*Arranged Marriage/Marriage/Fake Dating/Grounder Bellamy
-Love Will Come Through by monroeslittle (Fluff, multichapter, Angst, Smut, adversaries to friends to lovers, arranged marriage, slow burn)
-In My Dreams We Are Always Together by andsowemeetagain (Angst, multichapter, arranged marriage, grounder Bellamy, Arker Clarke, SMUT, dramantic entrances, hurt/comfort, evil Finn, fluffy moments, King Bellamy and Queen Clarke)
-Bravery by citigirl13 (fluff, angst, multichapter, enemies to friends to lovers, slow burn, arranged marriage kinda? Clarke doesn’t know she’s married?, bellarke babies)
-And Now You’re Home by asroarke (Angst, Fluff, oneshot, strangers to friends to lovers, post praimfaya, grounder Bellamy, babies, hurt/comfort)
-Just As You Are Mine by @prosciuttoe (Fluffy Angst, oneshot, arranged marriage, grounder Bellamy, dancing, light smut, slightly injured Bellamy, jealous Clarke, power couple)
- Make it Through the Winter by Frea_O (fluff/angst, multichapter, Arranged marriage, skykru bellarke, dancing, grounders made them do it, hurt/comfort)
-And I Love This Place, The Enormous Sky by Chash (Fluff, Grounder Bellamy, Arranged Marriage, Fluffy Smut, Babies)
-All of the Love I See (Say You Feel It Too) by bella-my-clarke (Fluff, Fake Marriage, love confessions)
-Stars in the Water, Blood on Our Hands by @angelbellamy (Angst, multichapter Grounder Bellamy, Bed sharing, eventual marriage, babies)
-Must’ve Been Some Kind of Kiss by @carrieeve (Angst, Multichapter, Grounder Bellamy, arranged marriage, enemies to friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, misunderstandings, sharing a bed)
-There Is No Fear by enoughtotemptme (Fluff, multichapter, Grounder Bellamy, Sky person Clarke, smut, gift giving, the one with the cloak)
-Facing Tempests of Dust by angelbellamy (Fluff, oneshot, werewolf Bellamy, Grounder Bellamy, human Clarke, bed sharing, smut)
- Two follow-ups Creatures of my Dreams part 1 and Part 2 (BABIES)
*Delinquents on the Beach/Places other than camp Jaha
-Love is Not a Whisper (Or a Weakness) by monroeslittle (fluff, oneshot, delinquents on a beach co-leaders, smut, babies, lots of babies)
-Coastal Waters by Saem (Fluff, oneshot, Smut, platonic cabin sharing, co-leaders, love realization, two pining idiots, delinquents on a beach)
-Settle Down With Me by arthurpendragonz (Fluff, oneshot, delinquents on a beach, platonic cabin sharing, co-leaders, hurt/comfort, injured Bellamy, massages, smut)
-Hot Springs by BlueWingedAngel (fluff, oneshot, Bellamy is a gentleman, platonic baths)
-It’ll Last Longer by theprincessandtheking (fluff, oneshot, flirting, platonic baths)
-Live a Little by ADbLOCK (fluff, oneshot, thirsty Clarke, post S3)
-But With You I’ve Learned Just to Let it Out (When I Used to be Afraid of the Words) by tryalittlejoytomorrow (Fluff, oneshot, friends to lovers, slow burn, delinquents on the beach, love confessions)
-Come Crashing Down by winterwaters (fluff, oneshot, 3+1, post s2, surrogate parents, hurt/comfort, injured Bellamy, beach setting)
-Not With Haste by winterwaters (fluff, oneshot, beach setting, confessions, mutual pining,hurt/comfort, dancing)
*Canon insert/AU*
-Thawing the Ice by Skeptical Believer (Fluff, oneshot, S1 AU, confessions, hurt/comfort)
- (You Will Always Be Holding) My Heart in Your Hands by @carrieeve (Fluff, oneshot, S1 AU, Drunk Clarke, Birthday Clarke)
- A Prayer by nadiaselite (fluff, oneshot, post S6 AU, Bellamy walks in on Clarke, light smut)
-A Mighty Fine Shindig by @talistheintrovert (Angst, multichapter, s6 AU, Clarke in a BALLGOWN, jealous Bellamy, protective Bellamy, smut in the RAIN)
-In the Darkness of My Night, In the Brightness of My Day by chash (Fluff, oneshot, post season 4 AU, Madi meets the gang)
-Mistletoe by Apocalyptica and dropshipheroes (Fluff, oneshot, little bit of angst, mistletoe, s2/3 era)
-Hold Me Closely by winterwaters (Fluff, oneshot, 3+1 fic, hurt/comfort)
-When the Sun Meets the Moon by enoughtotemptme (Fluff, Oneshot, post s2, pining, dancing, grounder festival, body paint)
-Dance With Me (find your own happiness) by orangecoconut (Fluff, Oneshot, post s2 era, drunk bellarke, dancing, unity day party)
-Faking It by winterwaters (fluff, oneshot, 3+1, fake kissing/dating)
-The Night (Trip) Before Christmas by @wellsjahasghost (Fluff, Oneshot, Post S2, Tiny bit of angst, dancing, roadtrips, pining)
-I’ve Got You Here by ms_scarlet (Angst, Oneshot, Post s3 AU, self-sacrificial Bellamy of course, Bed Sharing, Smut, Hurt/Comfort, Confessions)
-The Rule For All Terrors by @kindclaws (Fluff, Oneshot, Post S2/3 AU, Proposal, Marriage)
-Going Courtin’ by Frea_O (Fluff, 4+1 fic, Oneshot, Post S2, Misunderstandings, Fake Dating, Hopelessly in love but they can’t admit it)
-Forget The World by winterwaters (fluff, oneshot, 3+1 fic, falling asleep on each other)
-This Fire You Ignited by winterwaters (Fluff, Oneshot, 3+1 fic, catching the other undressing, baths, hurt/comfort, injuries)
-Unity Day by bellamie-blake (Fluff, Oneshot, S1 AU, unity day, drunk Clarke, bed sharing, confessions)
-Someday by wittchingswriting (Fluff, Oneshot, Post S2, drunk delinquents, midnight swim, bed sharing)
-Surrounded By Idiots by enoughtotemptme (Angst, Oneshot, S1 AU, Injured Bellamy, Love confession)
-New Beginnings by larry_hystereks (Fluff, Angst, Oneshot, Post S1 AU, injured Bellamy, Beach trip)
-It Just Makes Sense by yellowteapots (Fluff, Oneshot, Post S2 AU, sharing a bed, confessions)
-One Criterion in Particular by tacosandflowers (Angst,Multichapter Post S4, the ark is their bunker, baby making, like lots of it, denial, confession, babies)
-The Lost Myth of True Love by selflessbellamy (Fluffy angst, Oneshot, post S4 AU, Clarke on the ring, smut, confessions)
-Your Voice Will Guide Me Home by harmonichearts (Angst, Fluff, Oneshot, Babies, Bellamy on the ring, Clarke on the ground, radio calls)
-I Feel We’re Close Enough (I Wanna Lock in Your Love) by prosciutto (Fluff, oneshot, S5 spec AU, Bellamy just likes Clarke’s short hair ok, reunions, confessions, 3+1 fic)
-The Harder the Rain, Honey, The Sweeter the Sun by fathomless (Fluff w/ a tiny bit of angst, Oneshot, Post S6, sharing a bed, slow burn, hurt/comfort, going for a swim, mild smut)
-The Bruise Won’t Heal (The Stain Stays Put) by @talistheintrovert (ANGST!!!!, oneshot, anti-spacekru, PTSD and overwhelmed Clarke, cathartic tbh, gabriel-clarke friendship, bed sharing)
-Like You Mean it (Like it’s Splitting you in Two) by talistheintrovert (FLUFF, oneshot, bedsharing, finally some relaxation, post s5)
-Come Get a Hold of Me by talistheintrovert (Fluff, oneshot, hurt/comfort, touch-starved Clarke, bed sharing)
-Narcissus by lilypottersghost (Angst, multichapter, S5 AU, hurt/comfort, pining, TW: suicide attempt, warning: b.cho)
-Clean Water by @important-metaphors (Angst/fluff, oneshot, Clarke came down as a child, Luna’s Rig setting, mild smut, hurt/comfort)
-The Price of Peace by @chase-the-windandtouch-the-sky (Angst, Multichapter, S6 AU, hurt/comfort, fake dead Clarke, grief)
-Darling Just Hold My Hand by bellamysgriffinprincess (fluffy angst, oneshot, PDA, post s4)
-Not a Word by winterwaters (Fluff, oneshot, various seasons, loopy bellarke, hurt/comfort)
*Ark AU
-Bound By The Secrets We Share by troubledpancakes (Fluff, Angst, Multichapter, Arranged Marriage, smut, bellarke baby, ark to ground)
-Faithfully by winterwaters (Fluff, Multichapter, Married Bellarke, friends to lovers, meet cute, hurt/comfort, ark to ground, coworkers)
- In His Heart of Hearts by bilexualclarke (fluff, multichapter, smut, enemies to friends to lovers, coworkers)
-Turn You On, Turn You Up, Figure You Out by @ponyregrets (Fluff, oneshot, smut, ark relationship)
*Babies
- I’ll Surrender Up My Heart (And Swap it for Yours) by muchmorethanaprincess (Fluff, oneshot, coparenting, adopting a grounder baby, bed sharing, smut)
-Thrown in the deep End of the Parenting Pool by crystalkei (fluff, oneshot, coparenting, Octavias baby, bed sharing, smut, bellarke baby)
-Nina by cresswell (fluff, oneshot, coparenting, adopting a grounder baby)
-If I Should Fall Behind by Lila82 (Fluff, tiny bit of angst, multichapter, babies, established relationship)
-The End Where We Begin by katebishoop (Fluff, Angst, Oneshot, Adventuring on their own, babies, healing)
-The Little Piglet by bilexualclarke (Fluff, Oneshot, Babies)
-We Need a Little Sunshine by monkkeyslut (Fluff, Angst, Oneshot, Babies, established relationship)
-I’ve Been Homesick for You Since We Met by swishywillow (Fluff, oneshot, Bellarke + Linctavia Baby, pining, forgiveness, hot uncle Bellamy)
-And Now You’re Home by asroarke (Fluff/Angst, oneshot, Grounder Bellamy, babies, post praimfaya, strangers to lovers)
-Delivery Day by opheliaandthesun (Fluff, oneshot, pregnant Clarke, childbirth, Bellarke as parents)
*Smut
- Build Me a City (I Promise I’ll Annihilate It) by @indygoh (mild Smut,oneshot, platonic back massages lol)
- I Just Want You For My Own by merae2888 (Smut, oneshot, cabin in the woods, bed sharing, bath time)
-All That Was Good by winterwaters (Smut, oneshot, walking in on the other, post s2)
-Wash Over You Like the Sun by winterwaters (smut, post s2, arranged marriage, the grounders made them do it, love confession)
-Blank Canvases by winterwaters (Smut, oneshot, body paint)
Modernverse
*And They Were Roomates/Best Friends/Neighbors*
- Who’s Scruffy Looking? by @hiddenpolkadots (fluff, oneshot, the beard is a turn on)
-Seldom Make Passes by Chash (Fluff, oneshot, Clarke likes Bellamy in glasses, best friends to lovers)
-If You Wanna Reach Me by Chash (Fluff, oneshot, Best Friends to lovers, dreams about each other, dream journals)
-The Girl Next Door by funfanfin (Angst, oneshot, Fluff, neighbors, Singing Clarke, Grief, Hurt/Comfort)
-Kept Going, Kept Rolling with Nowhere to Go by @marauders-groupie (Angst, oneshot, travel companions, meet cute, writer Bellamy, running away and finding each other again)
-There’s a Nap for That by goldenheadfreckledheart (Fluff, oneshot, totally platonic naps, sharing a bed, best friends to lovers)
-Just My Soul Responding by Realynn8 (Fluff, oneshot, pining, sharing a bed, friends to lovers, summer vacation, Smut)
-I’m Swept Away and my Heart Ensnared by twilightstargzer (Fluff, oneshot, enemies to friends to lovers, vacation, smut, beach trip)
*Fake Dating*
-(You Might Find) You Get What You Need by Chash (Fluff, Oneshot, Fake dating, escort Bellamy, bellarke at a wedding, sharing a bed)
-I Hear You’re Somewhere in the Sand by Chash (Fluff, multichapter, fake dating on a cruise ship, escort Clarke, pining, sharing a bed, smut)
- Only Fools Rush In by mad_magic (Fluff, oneshot, pining, fake dating, fake married, cruise ships)
-Time Enough for Rocking When We’re Old by Chash (Fluff, oneshot, Fake marriage, bed sharing, 2 weddings)
-The Buddy System by Kacka (Fluff, oneshot, high school reunions, first dates, friends to lovers, past cl.xa)
*College AU*
-Coming Home to You by @nakey-cats-take-bathsss (Fluff, oneshot, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Fake Dating)
- She Does What the Night Does to the Day by twilightstargazer (Fluff, oneshot, Smut, Drunk Clarke, Parties, bad pickup lines)
-The Cosmic Ballet Goes On by Chash (Fluff, oneshot, Best friends to lovers, Eclipse watching, roadtrips)
- The Man Who’s Working Hard For You by Chash (Fluff, oneshot, Friends to lovers, the delinquents set Bellarke up)
-Bedgate by Kay_emm_gee (Fluff, oneshot, Drunk Bellamy, bed sharing)
-Vienna Waits for You by panem_et_circences (Angst, multichapter, Fluff, boxer Bellamy, artist Clarke, nude model Bellamy, fake dating, former Flarke, smut)
-Wrapped it Up and Sent it by prosciutto (Fluff, oneshot, enemies to friends to lovers, christmas gifts, delinquents in college)
*Sports AU*
-Who’d Have Believed You’d Come Along by Chash (Fluff, oneshot, aquaintances to friends to lovers, baseball player Bellamy, volunteer Clarke, the one with the nursing home)
-Ice by rabiscar (Angst, Multichapter, Fluff, Hockey Player Bellamy, Ice Skater Clarke, high school AU, enemies to friends to lovers, Filipino heritage mention)
-The Odds Are Good by tacosandflowers (Angst, Multichapter, Fluff, Professional Kayaking, enemies to friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, smut)
-----> The follow-up, New Expectations (Fluff, Babies, Secret Pregnancy)
-To My Favorite Scar (To All of the Stars) by @prosciuttoe (Angst, oneshot, enemies to friends to lovers, team captains, Foxhole Court AU w/ Exy as the sport, delinquents on a team)
-Miserable and Magical at the Same Time by @pawprinterfanfic (Fluff, oneshot, Rock Climber Bellamy, Finn’s an asshole like usual, meet cute)
*Coworkers AU*
-When You Think Happiness, I Hope You Think of Me by @nakey-cats-take-bathsss (Fluff, oneshot, Coworkers, Grew up together)
-Feel it in the Space Between by marauders_groupie (Angst, oneshot, enemies to friends to lovers, accidental kiss, dance partners)
-A Song to Keep Us Warm by kindclaws (Angst, Fluff, Oneshot, Dance Instructor Partners, enemies to friends to lovers)
-If You Won’t Look Down, I Won’t Look Back by MeghanAnna (ANGST, multichapter, enemies to friends to lovers, bar coworkers, temporary roomates, WARNING: Bellarke in other relationships)
-I Don’t Wanna Dance (If I’m Not Dancing With You) by danahscott (Angst, Fluff, oneshot, proposal, enemies to friends to lovers, dancer Bellarke, coworkers)
-Under (The) Covers by @hawthornewhisperer (Angst, Fluff, fake married, co-spies, smut, hurt/comfort, worried Bellamy)
*Farm AU*
-A Place Called Home by @the-most-beautiful-broom (Angst, Oneshot, Enemies to friends to lovers, Farmer Bellamy, Eventual Farmer Clarke, Mom Clarke, Dancing Bellarke)
-Without Giving Anything Away by Chash (Fluff, Oneshot, Farmer Bellamy, Mail Order Bride but not problematic, not one but TWO Bellarke Weddings!)
-Willing to Wait For It by Layalioness (Fluff, oneshot, friends to lovers, fake dating, farmer Bellamy, Veterinarian Clarke, high school reunions)
-The Land was Godless and Free by @hawthornewhisperer (Angst, Fluff, Multichapter, Farmer Clarke, Mama Clarke, Madi, slow burn, hurt/comfort, proposal, warning:past c/exa and b/ina)
-I Choose You by winterwaters (Fluff, oneshot, kind of arranged marriage, regency AU, sharing a bed, smut)
*Married and/or Babies*
-Regardless Of Warnings The Future Doesn’t Scare Me At All by Chash (fluff, multichapter, strangers to friends to lovers, roommates, pregnant Clarke but Finn’s the Dad and is a dirtbag, eventual marriage)
-She’ll Knock You Off Your Feet by AshesandDrums (Fluff, oneshot, featuring the delinquents, bachelor parties, married)
-Save the Last Dance (For Me) by @nakey-cats-take-bathsss (Fluff, oneshot, best friends to lovers, mom Clarke, kinda dad Bellamy?)
-Love You True by nakeycatstakebaths (Angst, Fluff, oneshot, unplanned pregnancy, soldier Bellamy, injured Bellamy)
-Spent a Dollar on this Ring by prosciutto (Fluff, oneshot, coworkers, friends with benefits, babies, love confessions)
*Coffeeshop/Diner/Small Town/Flower Shop/Vacation*
-Not an Average (Cup of) Joe by Kacka (fluff, oneshot, tea shop owner Bellamy, customer Clarke)
- Wrong Number by @bookwormforalways (Fluff, oneshot, Accidental Meeting)
-The Nature of My Game by Chash (Fluff, oneshot, Flower Shop AU Flirting via flowers)
-It’s Been Said Many Times, Many Ways by @hawthornewhisperer (Angst, multichapter, Smut, Small Town AU, big city Clarke, bookstore owner Bellamy, enemies to lovers)
-Of Coffee and Magic by @chase-the-windandtouch-the-sky (Fluff, oneshot, tiny bit angsty, Witch Clarke, Coffee Shop Clarke)
-Just Cake by penguinofprose (fluff, oneshot, Baking show AU, enemies to friends to lovers, love confessions)
-The New Guy In Town by @bookwormforalways (Fluff, oneshot, meet cute, misunderstandings, flirting)
*Regency/Royalty AU*
-Traces of You by @she-who-the-river-could-not-hold (Angst, multichapter, Royalty, Adversaries to Lovers, Arranged Marriage, King Bellamy, Princess Clarke)
-Pride and Proposals by anniebibananie (Angst, fluff, oneshot, arranged marriage, loosely based on pride and prejudice, love confession, proposal)
-Intimacy by @useyourtelescope (Fluff, multichapter, Regency AU, Strangers to Lovers, Arranged Marriage, Eventual Wedding Night, Smut)
-Sequel to above: Dutiful (Smut, Fluff, Babies)
-A Change of Heart by @queenemori (Angst, oneshot, Regency AU, Enemies to friends to lovers, body swap, sanditon AU)
-I Was in the Middle Before I Knew I Had Begun by kacka (Angst, oneshot, fluff, Regency AU, arranged marriage, enemies to friends to lovers)
-A Million Little Times by prvncess (Fluff, oneshot, Royalty, Drama, Princess Clarke, Knight Bellamy, Smut, Sneaking around)
- It Had to Be You by @useyourtelescope (Fluff, multichapter, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, a kiss in the gardens)
-All of Your Children Start to Resent You by Chash (Fluff, oneshot, marriage, regency AU)
-When You’re Alone With Me by @useyourtelescope (Fluff, oneshot, regency AU, arranged marriage, soulmates, soulmate dream sex, mild smut, proposals)
-Tell My Heart to Lie by @hiddenpolkadots (Angst,Royalty, Misunderstandings, Arranged Marriage, Princess Clarke, Exes)
-Worth the Trouble and Worth the Pain by Chash (Fluff/Angst, oneshot, Royalty Clarke, knight Bellamy, kind of arranged marriage, mutual pining)
-I Know That Fortune Is Waiting to Be Kind by Chash (Fluff, oneshot, Royalty Bellarke, Arranged Marriage, partners in crime)
-Reason and Rationality by Penguinofprose (Fluff, oneshot, Regency AU, pen pals, love confessions, two pining idiots, marriage)
-When You’re Alone With Me by @useyourtelescope (Fluff, oneshot, semi-arranged marriage, soulmates, light smut)
*Holiday*
-It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas by @thelittlefanpire (Fluff, oneshot, Christmas, Babies, Married Bellarke)
-I’ll Be Home for Christmas (If Only in my Dreams) by @head-and-heart (Angst, Fluff, oneshot, Christmas AU, Based on Christmas Inheritance, enemies to friends to lovers, runaway Clarke)
-Wrapped It Up and Sent It by prosciutto (fluff, Oneshot, enemies to friends to lovers, college AU, christmas AU, Clarke gets the best gifts, librarian Bellamy)
-Light My Way, Lift My Head by marauders_groupie (Fluff, oneshot, flirting, Christmas, broken radiators= less clothing and more tension)
-Chance of Snow Increases by @kinetic-elaboration (Fluff, oneshot, Christmas, College AU)
-Gonna Find That Girl Underneath the Mistletoe by @carrieeve (Fluff, oneshot, Christmas, Roomates, Sharing a bed, Meeting the family)
- The Night Before Christmas by penguinofprose (Fluff, oneshot, Christmas, roommates, Smut)
-Would it Really Kill You if We Kissed by arysa13 (fluff, oneshot, new years eve, everyone wants to kiss Clarke, new years eve kiss)
- Hold My Hand (I’m Lost Without You) by @bookwormforalways (Fluff, oneshot, Halloween, Corn Maze, Best friends to lovers, confessions)
-Safe Harbor by elle_stone (Fluff, oneshot, a little bit of angst, halloween, friends to lovers, first kisses)
-Maybe Mother Told You True (and There’ll Always Be Somebody There For You) by @excuseyouclarke (Fluff, oneshot, Valentines Day, coffee shop Bellamy, Artist Clarke)
-Just the Way you Are by pawprinterfanfic (Fluff, oneshot, confessions, brief jealousy)
-February the Fourteenth by penguinofprose (Fluff, oneshot, valentines day AU, best friends to lovers, oblivious Clarke, pining Bellamy)
*Random/Fantasy*
- The Only Heaven I’ll Be Sent to (Is When I’m Alone With You) by excuseyouclarke (Fluff, oneshot, Greek Goddess Clarke, True Love)
-How to Save a Kingdom by @wellsjahasghost (angst, fluff, oneshot, Ancient Egypt, Arranged Marriage, enemies to friends to lovers, pining, soulmates, warning: Clarke gets married to someone else for a brief time)
-With a Mouthful of Thorns by @angelbellamy (Angst/fluff, Oneshot, Friends to Lovers, faerie Bellamy, werewolf Bellamy, human Clarke, sharing a bed, epic confessions)
-Oh Darling, Here’s Hoping by @angelbellamy (Angst/Fluff, Oneshot, werewolf Bellamy, Human Clarke, marriage, protective Bellamy)
-This is a Song about Somebody Else by @angelbellamy (Angst, multichapter, enemies to friends to lovers, post-apocalyptic, roadtrip au, hurt/comfort
-Hearts are Only Strangers After All by @useyourtelescope (Angst, multichapter, enemies to married to lovers?, regency AU but with magic, historian Bellamy, heist, married bellarke, mystery, miscommunications, mutual pining)
-Our Words are Not Yet Written by @she_who_the_river_could_not_hold (angst, oneshot, post apocalyptic AU, roadtrip, strangers to lovers)
-Don’t Look Back, You’re not Going that Way by andsowemeetagain (ANGST, multichapter, Viking Bellamy, enemies to friends to lovers to enemies to lovers to friends to lovers L M A O, soulmates, King Bellamy, Marriage, Babies)
-The Clockmaker (Fixer of Hearts) by MercuryM (Angsty Fluff, oneshot, soulmates)
*Smut*
-Sometimes I can’t Believe You’re Real by Venetum (Fluff, oneshot, Smut, College AU)
-Lost and Found by hawthornewhisperer (Smut, oneshot, deserted island, strangers to lovers)
-Calendar Girls by arysa13 (Smut, multichapter, Fluff I guess?)
-You Look Good In My Shirt by winterwaters (Smut, oneshot, Friends to lovers, strip basketball)
- Better to Give Than to Receive by Chash (Smut, oneshot, aka the one with the coupon book)
-In All the Land by Chash (Smut, Queen Clarke, PWP)
-Phone a Friend by Chash (Smut, oneshot, Threesomes, hopeless idiots in love, minor Gina/Roan involvement)
-Sun lights Up the Daytime by Chash (Smut, oneshot, pollen, pining idiots of course)
-This is a Good Place to Fall as Any by missmarissa (smut, oneshot, magic Clarke, walking in on the other)
-Challenge Accepted by insideimfeelindirty (smut, multichapter, with plot, coworkers, sexting)
-Sparks Fly by winterwaters (Smut, oneshot, bartender Bellamy, hooking up in the bar)
-Stumbling Upon Cosmos by flirtingwithtrackers (Smut, oneshot, masquerade party, semi-public sex, family bbq’s get awkward)
-Lights, Camera, Action from orphan_account (smut, oneshot, some plot, dating, barista Bellamy, camgirl Clarke)
-Tastes Sweet Like Sugar by lightyears (Smut, oneshot, walking in)
-Game On by winterwaters (Smut, oneshot, basketball+drinking games)
*Based on other books/movies/TV shows*
-I Found Peace In Your Violence by @eyessharpweaponshot (Angst, multichapter, Adversaries to Friends to Lovers, Protective Bellamy, Hurt/Comfort, Smut)
-His Moon, His Light in the Darkness by @andsowemeetagain (ANGST, ACOTAR AU, multichapter, fae Bellamy, Human Clarke, Magical powers, smut, evil Finn and Roan)
-Waltz Through my Bloodstream by @talistheintrovert (Angst, Fluff, Multichapter, Princess Diaries AU, Princess Clarke, enemies to friends to lovers, the BEST love confessions)
-Power Over Me by @sparklyfairymira (Angst w/ fluff thrown in, multichapter, Smut, Witcher AU)
-When the Wolves Come Home by @pawprinterfanfic (Angst, multichapter, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, WIP, Percy Jackson AU, Greek Gods, S/O to my girl pawprinter- you’re the best)
- Life As We Know It by @nakey-cats-take-bathsss (ANGST OOO BABY THE ANGST, multichapter, enemies to coparents to friends to lovers, eventual marriage, smut, babies, based on movie of the same title, warning: other relationships)
-Can’t Buy Me Love by @kay-emm-gee (Angst, oneshot, Enemies to Lovers, North and South AU, big love confession at a train station)
-Made Out Of Blood and Rust by Chash (Temeraire AU, multichapter, Dragons, Dragon Rider Clarke, Crewmate Bellamy, l.xa as a dragon? lol)
-Comfort and Joy by Chash (fluff, Harry Potter AU, oneshot, quidditch co-captains, oblivious Bellamy)
-Pro Bono by Chash (fluff, Harry Potter AU, oneshot, Slytherin Clarke, Gryffindor Bellamy, prefects, flirting via the points system)
-What’s a Little Quaffle Between Friends by @talistheintrovert (Angst, Fluff, Harry Potter AU, multichapter, healer Clarke, Quidditch player Bellamy, slow burn, hurt/comfort)
----> the follow-up, Finders Keepers (Smutty Harry Potter AU)
-Potions et Patroni by @chants-de-lune (Angst, oneshot, Harry Potter AU, slytherin Clarke, Gryffindor Bellamy, professors, soulmates)
-Oy With The Poodles Series by Kacka (features 3 Fics, Angst, Diner Owner Clarke, Gilmore Girls Setting, Small Towns, warning! Clarke dates Finn for a brief time)
-Take My Hand by winterwaters (Angst, So You Think You Can Dance AU, oneshot, enemies to friends to lovers, dance partners, smut)
-Passing of the Skye Boat by @chase-the-windandtouch-the-sky (Angst, Fluff, Multichapter, Outlander AU but make it futuristic, arranged marriage, sharing a bed, hurt/comfort, babies, separations but happy ending)
-The Fire Is Coming by adelicatepeach (Angst, oneshot, Pacific Rim AU, enemies to friends to lovers, co-pilot Bellarke, hurt/comfort)
-Sleight of Hand by prosciutto (Angst, multichapter, Six of Crows AU, Enemies to friends to lovers, smut, heist AU)
-Who We Have to Be by xtimexturnerx (angst, Divergent AU, multichapter, WIP)
#bellarke#bellarke fanfiction#bellarke fic#bellarke fanfic#bellarke smut#the 100 fanfiction#fic recs#my post
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Never Satisfied [Teaser]
Corpse Husband x Original Female Character
Warnings: Language (possibly more?)
Collaboration between Vy & Ashens 🖤
“this criminal is stealing my fires, what the fuck?!“
Life is a rollercoaster, it always has been. One moment he feels at the top of the world and the very next he’s upside down at the bottom, wishing the ride would come to a stop as soon as possible. Things that shouldn’t be difficult, things average people would consider the norm to him were the equivalent of walking on glass, each step sending shocks of pain throughout his body, anxiety pumping his blood with adrenaline that provoked his fight or flight response. And after choosing ‘fight’ so many times, he’s more than prepared to choose ‘flight’.
But as he sits in the Walmart parking lot, he’s talking himself out of that habit of running from discomfort. He doesn’t want to battle it either, he just wants to face it and prove he’s strong enough to defeat it if he tried. Well, anxiety is laughing in his face right now, mocking him by the shaking of his hands and the tight sensation in his gut and throat.
He’s here for what’s supposed to be just a quick shopping trip. Just to buy a few things! That’s all he has to do. However, he can’t bring himself to get out of his beige Subaru and walk into the store.
I’m just hungry, right? Or maybe tired, he thought to himself.
That’s what everyone told him - that anxiety was caused by something simple to solve but hard to realize when your mind is in a frenzy. He’s planning on getting something to eat to calm his nerves. If that doesn’t work, to hell with it. He has been improvising plan B’s all his life, this wouldn’t be anything new.
With a shaky sigh Corpse looks at his radio, switching stations until his luck smiles at him when he comes across a BONES song and turns it up just enough to not overwhelm his senses. He has been needing some kind of a distraction all day, why not gravitate to the one thing that felt real, as if sent to save him from the mess within his head.
Putting the car into drive, he pulls out of the parking lot and into the nearest fast food drive thru. A plain burger with cheese so his stomach doesn’t act up, fries and an unsweetened tea.
This will have to do. He isn’t even hungry, and the thought of the greasy food only made his stomach churn worse but he knew he needed to eat something in hopes of it having the effects he was told it would have - magically cure his overwhelmingly hard to handle anxiety.
Once he got his food, he returned to the department store lot and parked in a far back spot. He has opened the paper bag to dig his food out, grimacing at all the grease and the smell of the cheap meal that wasted no time invading his car. He really isn’t hungry, but he hasn’t eaten all day and he’s aware of the toll the lack of food is taking on his system. He knows better than to work against himself in a moment like this when his mind is already working against him.
Chomping down on a fry, Corpse savors the salt as it hits his tongue and takes a moment to let his shoulders loosen and hang low. Something about the salt and fat seemed to make his body feel better. He tosses his head back slightly as he flicks a few stray strands of hair out of his eyes, reaching into the bag and grabbing another fry.
He’s been content with sitting in his car, eating and trying to quell the anxiety bubbling up under his ribs and in his throat. There’s a sense of peace to it and to the loneliness of it. He doesn’t mind being alone, though. That’s how he prefers to be actually. Dwelling on that thought too long has had the tendency to kill even the smallest spec of a positive energy he possessed in the past so he avoids it for his own peace of mind. The feeling of his heart thundering in his chest to nothing more than his own unconscious is being muffled by the soft rap music coming from the car speakers, him having chosen to pay attention to that instead.
Corpse is so engrossed in his attempts of maintaining this peace that he fails to notice the person approaching his car at a rapid pace. He’s left completely unbothered until one of the backseat doors is yanked open and someone is diving inside, shaking the vehicle.
“What th-..” He shouts, startled out of the peaceful bubble he had created around himself.
“Hey, how's it going? Sorry to interrupt your dinner. I'm just avoiding somebody, so don’t mind me!” A slightly out of breath female voice answers from the backseat. But before he could bring himself to turn around and demand this girl get out of his car, fear takes hold of him, closing his throat and drowning his words in the sea of questions and anxiety rising from deep within his chest.
Ok, breathe. This is weird. There’s a stranger in my car, but she doesn’t appear harmful. Just breathe, stay calm. Fuck, is that a fucking cop car?!
His shaky hand is barely capable of holding the burger as his wide eyes follow the movements of the vehicle. The patrol car in question slowly drives through each aisle of the parking lot, seemingly searching for something. Or someone. He feels himself unable to blink nor breath as the car creeps closer and closer. He has already broken into a nervous sweat, head spinning with all the possible outcomes - none of which bode well for him.
How am I gonna explain this shit?! There’s no way they’ll believe that she just dove into my car. They’ll think I’m an accomplice. I’ll go to jail. God knows if I’ll get out. I’ll die in there. Oh fuck, I’ll die in there.
He inhales sharply, trying not to hyperventilate, all his muscles tensing before a slap to his arm shook him out of it, “Could you look any more suspicious?! Fuckin’ act cool!”
He nods automatically and looks down at his lap, like he’s trying to find a napkin before taking a quick sip of his tea in attempts to look natural. The liquid promptly went down the wrong pipe, causing him to choke and go in a fit of coughs which he suppressed with his baggy hoodie sleeve.
The cop passed by, eyeing the man in the car before making a turn to go down another row of parking spots, allowing Corpse to finally peek his gaze upwards to check if the guy was finally gone when the voice in the back seat spoke up again. “Thanks dude, you saved my ass.”
He hadn’t noticed at first but as he turned to look behind him he saw a bare arm reaching from the back seat, dipping into the paper bag and taking one of his fries. Before he could comprehend it, the girl had climbed up over the center console as the police car pulled out of the parking lot and left.
Only now is he able to get a real look at the woman who is a potential criminal and went into his car. She isn’t tall but not short either. She’s wearing a pair of jeans that are ripped around her knees and upper thighs and have little occult symbols drawn on them, peace signs and even an occasional tiny dinosaur - the majority, if not all, probably a DIY project of hers by the looks of it. She’s also sporting a sleeveless top with the sides cut open to show most of her waist. Under that, a black sports bra and a tattoo are visible - the tattoo extending from her back to her ribs just slightly. Her dark brown hair is pulled into a loose and rather messy hairdo, every strand going in its own direction as if she couldn’t be bothered by it. Looking down he sees the pair of black combat boots she has on. They look to be well taken care of and loved. A glint of a septum piercing attracts his attention when he notices it reflecting the ugly yellow light of the parking lot street lamps.
She’s pretty.
His cheeks flush a little in the darkness as he dumps the remainder of his food back into the bag, noting she was taking another one of his fries before he looked away, swallowing nervously when he feels her gaze on him.
Before he could speak, however, she had already taken another one of his fries, leaning back in the passenger seat.
“W-why...are you in my car?” His voice showed off his confusion as well as the rising levels of his anxiety, his brow furrowed as he tries to remain cool and calm.
“Hiding from the police...obviously.” She responds in a ‘duh’ tone as if she were pointing out something very simple and ordinary.
“Bu-...Alright...I guess. You should stop stealing my food though.” He finally mumbles, putting the paper bag into the back seat and catching a brief whiff of the perfume she has on as he turns to do so.
He’s been alone so long, people have grown to terrify him. Public places terrify him, so it’s no surprise he stays inside for as long as he can. He hasn’t been this close to someone in months. Not since his ex left. She was just...another human being. Another one to leave. Nothing new to him. It shouldn’t have been a surprise nor a disappointment to him but he couldn’t not feel distraught over it for a while after it happened. He couldn’t help but hope she would….nevermind.
She grins - her smile a little spark of light in this lonely little world that is his life. Everyone around him always looked so damn happy. How come he never felt the happiness for himself?
He shifts back into his seat, fingers fiddling with the zipper on his black hoodie, avoiding her gaze as much as possible while still trying to take subtle glances at her. He feels uncomfortably like a teenager at that moment, stumbling his way through a conversation with a girl way too pretty to be talking to him.
“I bet you hear this all the time, but you should do like, audio books or voice acting or somethin’. You’ve got a rad voice to narrate some Steven King or Dean Koontz. Bram Stoker's Dracula would be sick, or some kind of devil or demon character.” She offers, grinning again as she steals another fry despite the bag now being in the back and shifts to reach into her back pocket, the sound of her wallet chain hitting the side of his car door echoes throughout the enclosed space of the car. She pulls out a couple dollars and slaps them onto his dashboard, “anyway, for the fries. Annnd for letting me hide in your car. Don’t go spending it all in one place.” She pushes the door of the Subaru open, winking at him and sliding one leg out. “Thanks for keepin’ the fuzz off of me, see ya Hades!” She jokes teasingly, slapping the roof of his car before closing the door and practically skipping off in the opposite direction of the one the cop went in.
Corpse parts his lips, blinking slowly before looking at the department store and back towards the slowly shrinking figure of the girl. His head is spinning again, for different reasons now.
“What the hell just happened....?” He pauses for a lingering second before his voice turns sharp and a distressed look crosses his face, “Fuck, what did I need from the store?!”
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“So like that then...”
Audrey Tindall x reader
Audrey gets the ending she deserves I think
Being Sidney’s assistant is a nightmare, on normal days. But having to go back to the Roanoke house is The nightmare. Being on the set wasn't too bad, nothing too weird happened. You were surprisingly close to the actress, Audrey Tindall. She was sweet and hilarious, and you loved her but would never let her know. You loved being near her, so going back the Roanoke house wouldn't be extremely bad. The only downside is, you won't be in the house with her, you would be in the van with the monitors with Sidney. The schedule you had been given told you that your arrival would be at dawn. So, you couldn’t see the gorgeous blonde or the joyful smiles. Which she sends you whenever you were in the room. she would always greets you with a bear hug during your set hours.
You were driving on the dirt road in the direction of the van that Sidney had sent earlier in the day. In the seat next to you, you acquired some takeout for the guys in the van and some coffee you kept sipping from to keep you awake on the journey, it was Audrey favourite. She told you about it when you went to a cafe with her. Which was the most exciting times of you life. When you arrived at the destination of the van, everything seems off, like someone was telling you to leave. The vibe feels uneasy, making you second guessing coming here.
Hopping out of the car, your eyes zone in on the body on the grass. Scrambling to the body, you see Sidney's covering the grass and a camera beside his head. “What the actual fuck!” You voice raises slightly, gagging at the sight. You look around seeking any sign of what could caused this, blood splats on the van, all over the grass and a few specs on you hand when you rolled the body over. The grass coated in blood.
You fish for your phone in the glove box of the car, “ Shit. Shit Shit. What the actual fuck.” After frantically typing in 911, you get hold of the police. Telling them what you have just encountered. You stay on the phone with them, they inform you not to disturb anything and to stay where you are. You place your hand on your forehead trying to think what evil shit could do this, turning your head slightly to the bushes you see another body. “ Are you shitting me? There's another body? Oh shit, it's Jill.” You say to no one, but the operator replies telling you to keep calm and look for shelter. You look to the van then your car. The van you decided.
Walking in you look around and to see the cameras still on and working fine. Studying one you see Shelby. Dead. “Oh shit,” you mumble. You look at the one in the corner and see Matt in the basement with his head smashed against the concrete floor. “Fuck.”
“Is it safe there, hello Y/N? Is everything okay?” The operator says.“No... I am not fine. Shit, I think they are all gone.”
“Okay, keep where you are. If you hear anything, grab some sort of weapon and hide. I will keep on call until the police arrive. They are 20 minutes away.”
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After 20 minutes you heard the sirens. A knock is heard after a couple of minutes. “Police! Is anyone in there. Come out now.”
“Oh thank god... they are here. Thank you, Dana.”
“You are welcome.” she hangs up.
“There is a house. There might someone alive.” You mumble to them. Getting into the front of the police car. The rest of the police are already at the scene when you pull up. Some officers near a trap door on the ground and some in the house. Peering towards the house, you see Lee leave. Oh shit, she survived whatever bullshit that has happened. “One survivor.” The officer declares next to you. Where is Audrey? Oh god, She can't be gone. Shit please no, if there's a God up there. Audrey better be alive.
“Another one. Two survivors.” You look to the right and see Audrey. You get out of the car and step to Audrey. She doesn't see you, her eyes are zoned onto Lee. “You.” You hear Audrey say. You see Audrey looking at Lee and then the officers gun. No! “Audrey!” You yell, her hand grabs for the gun on the officer, officers around begin to react.“Audrey!” You yell louder. Her eyes find yours and her hands flops at her side. You manage to run to her, gathering her into you. “Oh my god, what the hell happened? Don't answer right away. Ok. Let's get you out of here.” She hugs you back. You capture her soft face looking for any marks and scraps that may litter her face. “That fucking bitch.” She mumbles into your side of your exposed neck, her warm breathe tickling you. After you let go of her face, she pulls you tightly to her. Her body trembles as she steps away from the officers and into a clearing.
An officer gives you a blanket. You wrap her into it, covering her shoulders. “What? Lee... What did she do?”A soft sob leaves Audrey's mouth,“She killed Monet and she tried to kill me.” She mumbles incoherently, her shaky arms tightening around you and a hurt rasp leaves her mouth. “Let's get you away from her and to the ambulance, okay?” Your eyes land on Lee who looks in shock, the police around her try to ask her what allegedly happened. But, she seems not to recall anything.
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The past couple of days she has been staying at house. Most days she is okay, she is still her bubbly self, making jokes and making you laugh.The night, however, are what hits her worse. She wakes most nights from nightmares, screaming and thrashing around on the bed. The scream are the thing that wakes you up, the gut wrenching screams fills the empty house. You rush to her side to aid her. Always there to comfort her, once she is settled down and calmed you usher her out of the bed to the kitchen for a cup of tea. She snuggles up to you, keeping contact with you. You then, usher her to your room with a warm smile. “Your presence always helps.” She will mutter before she falls to sleep, a content smile gracing her lips.
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A couple of weeks later, both of you hear that Lee has is been put on trial for murder of at least six people, but she walks free somehow. This issue pisses Audrey off, but also frightens her, knowing a murder is walking free and especially one that tried to kill her and that killed her castmates and friends. She plagued with the though of Lee stalking her and killing her. Lee haunts her thoughts most days, and not leaving when she sleeps. These thoughts keeps the British woman awake, afraid to closer eyes only to open them in a nightmare where she dies brutally. Audrey has began to fear the dark, scared of what lurks there. She's afraid of what lurks in the shadow, most nights she will leave the lights on and try to sleep, only to fail and take a nap whilst you are in the room.
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Audrey was reading the news of a new court case that Lee has been put on trial for this one being her ex-husband murder. “If she walks free, I'm going freak out. She killed him. It’s apparent.”Audrey mutters,“Her daughter is testifying against her... That is a mum from hell. She witnessed her mother kill her father with a rock.” She adds.“Is she going to prison?”You peer over her shoulder placing your head softly on her shoulder. Audrey looks to your side of your head,“Are you joking me? She blamed her daughters imagination? She walked free again...”Audrey places a soft kiss to your cheek.“She has to be in prison soon.” Looking at her with shock, she looks away and carries on reading. Touching the place, she kissed you feel yourself fall deeper for her. Well, that was unexpected.
Lana Winters had asked Lee for an interview after the trials, unbeknownst to the both of you who enjoyed watching her shows. “Y/N, it’s on. Come on, I need to see it. You know I don't miss an episode of Winters.” She yells, you run and sit next to Audrey, her face falls when she sees that Lee is on her screen. “Are you joking me? Her? She's a murderer. Lana could've asked me, Y/N.” She says, a little dramatically. “She might after, who knows maybe you might be her guest next week. Do you wanna keep watching? We could rewatch Billie’s show again if you want?” she ponders for a bit and shakes her head no. Nothing new was heard, other than Lee lying about her encounters and who massacred them. Lana asks her a few questions, “Why did you agree to come to this interview?” Lee believes that they have something in common. Rolling your eyes at the irony, “Yes, killing her son who tried to kill her isn't something you have in common.” Audrey yells at the screen. A question that shocks both you and Audrey is Lana asking Lee, “Where her daughter is.” Lana says she has been missing before the show even started. Audrey looks to you, the shock is written all over her face. She comes closer to you, almost on your lap. “She wouldn't, would she? Kill her daughter? ”You mutter. “If she killed those people and her ex-husband in front of her daughter of course she can.” When she says this, someone bursts through the door on screen.“That's one of them hillbilly incest fuckers, that took me.” She mutters, her voice wavers a bit. Tensing a bit at the mention of it, he knocks Lana out and when he is about to kill Lee he is shot down by an officer. The screen blacks out and text comes up, saying there's a ‘slight problem we will return in a few minutes’. “What the hell just happened?”
You both decided to call it an early night. Walking to your separate rooms you feel Audrey clammy hand around you wrist. “Can you sleep with me tonight?” Freezing a bit, not knowing how to reply. The silence gives Audrey the impression she overstepped, asking too much of you. “Never mind that was foolish. Goodnight, Y/N”
“Yes, I will sleep with you.” Relief washes over her after you say it. She grips your hand and ushers you to the bed. “You can take this side. I’ll take the other side.” She points to each side. Both of you are settled in you respected sides, laying there stiff a little stiff. Audrey shuffles closer to you, she rolls onto her side. “You look a bit stiff there y/n. Relax it's just me, we’ve done this before” she whispers. “Sorry, didn't realise.” Rolling over to her, to face the gorgeous woman, you see conflict. A concern expression, almost. “Is there something on your mind, Audrey?” She doesn't look directly into your eyes. “If you didn't shout my name that day, I would have probably either have killed Lee and gone to prison or died,” she mutters. “And I wouldn't be here with you. Someone who makes me content and someone I love dearly. Not like a friend. Knowing you could’ve seen me shot and killed, kills me inside.” Love dearly, not like a friend. Probably like a family member.
“It frightens me that if I didn't have you here. How would I handle anything?” She tears up and chokes on a sob.“Hey, come here,” she scoots into your neck. “Well, you don't have to think about that. I’m here for you that's all that matters. You will get through this whole mess, and you won't be alone. You have me.”You push her closer, your hand rubbing light circles on her back, until her both relaxes.“But I don’t have you.” You frown slightly at this.“What do you m-” You are silenced by a pair of lips, caught off guard at first you don't react. she starts moving away at the lack of reaction, thinking it was rejection. You capture the side of her face pulling her closer to you and kiss back. “So like that then...” You mutter against her lips. She hums in reply deepening the kiss.
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Newsies but it’s French (Canadian) pt.2
(aka me just getting increasingly frustrated the longer it goes on until I’ve completely lost whatever bits of sanity I had left lol)
~ king of new york scene ~
“We’re in the papes??” “You’re in the papes.” why do I find this so funny help-
“For the good of Jack, we can stop complaining...” not the whole thing but that sounds so out of character for Race I can’t-
After a quick google search, I can confirm that Race says “The world is at our boots.”
The newsies are very confused
Apparently he was meant to say feet.
“I’m talking about our feet!”
…
hOW IN THE WORLD IS THAT EVEN CLOSE TO ‘THE WOILD IS YA ERSTER’-
Okay I’m done
“My own face on a piece of wood!” good for you ig
“I’m respectful. I’m looking at you.” please-
“I am pretty, am I not?” yes race you’re very pretty
“My own bed and an indoor toilet!” wait… does that mean you literally have a toilet outside?? In the open???
“Nothing more normal for a famous journalist!” Irdk how I’m supposed to process this-
“Leave, idiot! It’s her, the king of New York!” guys is this actually what he says in English?? Race why are you so m e a n
“Some…” *checks notes* “depressive defeatists” ?? I just want to know how you got that from “Buncha wet noodles”-
“We were on the verge of drowning ourselves in alcohol.” WHY AM I ONLY NOW FIGURING OUT WHAT SOME OF THESE LINES MEAN AS I’M WATCHING IT IN F R E N C H ???
They cut out a lot of the background comments during the dance break and now I’m sad
After Katherine’s little dance: “It’s a joke, I hope.” wow
“You’ll see what the Delancey’s do in their pants!” that sounds so wrong I-
“Friends can leave, let them be!” I don’t think that’s what they were trying to say but okay
~ letter from the refuge scene ~
“There’s guards here, they’re mean.” WOW JUST TEAR MY HEART OUT WHY DONTCHA-
“If they tell us to jump, we obey, if not we’re screwed.” ow
“The rooftop misses me.” I give up.
“It’ll go. I’m in shape.”
“End.” the only time they decide not the put ‘the’ unnecessarily in front of something-
“Good, that’s enough.” how rude
yeah that’s all for that song. I hope you guys weren’t actually expecting me to find much humour in that one
~ watch what happens reprise scene ~
“You are a love.” ??
Guys where I live if you say “tant mieux pour vous.” it means “Too bad for you” and that’s literally what Jack just told Davey-
“Stop. I understand. It’s useless.” eh close enough
“Good blood, where do you have to go to avoid you guys?”
“It’s impossible. We are inevitable.” since when did Davey actually become Thanos?
“And this here girl, Sally, she’s great.” :(
“We say that you wrote a good article.” “You seem horrible.” they’re much more salty in this version-
“Yes, it’s true. And, he is dead.” uhh guess who’s not going to Santa Fe-
“We can forget that and go back to work?” the person who wrote this had a real passion for butchering Les’ lines lol
“Be positive. No one is dead.” mmmmmmmmmmm-
“Is that what you’re hoping for??” MMMMMMMMMMMMMM-
“There’s no question of cents, Jack!” yk what? sure. i don’t even care at this point-
“We’ll do what?” he sounds like he doesn’t even want to win.
“We’re already winning.” “Agreed.” ABORT ABORT THIS ISN’T WHAT YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO S A Y JACK-
“And ‘voila’ why I think that Joe is an idiot. It’s a rattlesnake.” “... Yes.” you heard it right here, guys. if it’s a rattlesnek, it’s an idiot
“And you know why a snake whistles?” WHAT
“He is scared.”
“Go see, the poor of the head that’s spinning.” This is shredding whatever bits of sanity I had left-
“Why send the brutes?” idk why Davey
“You have maybe reason!” “Thank you!”
“And I have an appointment!”
no but when you say you have a ‘rendez-vous’ here where I live, it means you have like a doctors appointment or something lol
~ the bottom line reprise scene ~
“After his release, I surprised him myself!”
“If that’s the case, we’re going to bring him in... in softness.” nice of them
“... or the little thief?” I’m really starting to think that they lack like 99% of words in the French language-
“I was fighting in a war.” “And that turned out well for you?” get wrecked joe
“Rally as much as you want, no journal in town will talk about it.” guys I don’t have enough serotonin for this-
“Everyone here knows you’re horrible!” they made Jack sound like a little kid in the translation, and honestly I’m not even disappointed lol
“We’re missing time, little.” I don’t even know what to say-
“Your abject surrender was always the bottom of the problem.” sure why not
“Gentlemen, escort our guest to the cave-” well isn’t he nice?
“Be happy you’re alive, little. That’s the essential.”
“Yeah, so go!” ?? how is that even remotely close to “Yeah, so behave!” ??????
“I exercised my favourite American punch!” uhhhh good for you?
“You can sleep here, on this old press! It’s very firm.” help I’ve fallen and I can’t get up-
~ brooklyn’s here scene ~
“The sellers need our help! The sellers need our help! Tell them that Brooklyn’s arriving! Tell them that Brooklyn’s arriving!”
“We’re from Brooklyn, we’re the sellers from Brooklyn!” UHHHHH EXCUSE ME???
“We just learned that our friends are going wrong!” please you heard they were ‘going wrong’ like five days ago-
“You know we’re there for you, since always.” oH rEaLlY???
“Brooklyn is there!”
“Strikes aren’t nice, but they’re passionate!” well I’m glad you think so
“Let’s shout it, Brooklyn is there!”
“Aaaaand sooooooo!!” “Sooooooooo!!” “Soooooooooo!!!” “We will send you half road, just to Queens!”
“The pigeons are going to get soaked!” aaaaaand we’re back to the pigeons-
“What sad way to finish your career!” they sound so sarcastic I can’t-
“They’re not serious, but if they think we’re laughing…” i feel low-key threatened-
“Let’s shout it!” well if you try hard enough, you can make it sound like “loud and clear!”?
“Manhattan is theeere, Flushing is theeere, “Richmond is theeere, Woodside is theeere, and the Bronx too!!”
“Sorry, little. No news of him.” I just… why does it translate to “little”?
“You are alone, we could say.” “No.” “Yes.”
Medda really isn’t taking no for an answer-
“The sellers of journals of New York!” I’m crying why is it such a mouthful-
“You want to be treated like an adult? Act like an adult!”
~ something to believe in scene ~
“It’s Specs!” wow kath throw specs under the bus like that-
“And if I was a boy you’d be looking at me with a butter black eye!” I’ve officially given up on the French language I’m sorry-
“You win a fight when the other guy bites the dust.” and another one gone and another one gone-
“If there’s a way I could grab hold of something,” has literally been shortened to ‘if I could.’ IF I COULD-
“If I could stop time.” I’m so mad
“Really?” “Really.” ahhHHHHHHHHHHH
“But it’s going. It’s going.”
“... who didn’t even know she gave me a hope.” WHAT EVEN IS THE POINT IF THE TITLE ANYMORE??
“But it’s going. It’s going.” The thrilling sequel
“No. I’m scared of you.” “No!” yeesh-
“I believe in something.” good for you
~ once and for all scene -
“He is with us.” but like… how much?? only 99 percent????
“We could hold a hoedown here.” I feel like the person translating this just gave up by the end of the show-
“Happy to have found you again.” what did you like lose him or something
“The close.” ok yes that’s funny, but it gets even funnier when you realize it could also be translated to “the farm.”
“A little grease, and she’ll be like new.”
“This is for the guys who kill themselves at the factories.” w h a t
‘THE BANNER OF SELLERS OF JOURNALS’ I’m still not over this
~ everything that comes after that ~
“Anyone who doesn’t act in their own self interest is an idiot!” ey watch it-
also what the heck is ‘quiconque’ I swear I’ve never seen that word in my life
“We will find a way, but let’s seize the moment.” first it was “the chance” and now it’s “the moment” google translate are u okay-
They really went and changed ‘bully’ to ‘monster’ didn’t they
“You can make it.” he really makes it sound like Jack is about to die or something-
“It’s disgusting!” you’re disgusting sir
“And the world will know, we’ve been taking notes.”
“It’s a joke!” nope lol
“Goodbye, fool!” I’M LAUGHING WAY TOO HARD ABOUT THIS-
“Well you already work for my father.” “Yes.”
“Super, Jack Kelly!” I CAN’T-
“So, Jack, you’re staying?” yeah sure close enough-
“Sellers of journals on a mission!”
Das it ‘my friends’ lol. Hope you enjoyed.
#newsies#guys this took forever-#okay don’t get me wrong I love the French language but it’s just so much fun to make fun of#I go to a French school where you’re not allowed to speak English unless it’s English class so maybe I’m just bitter#anyway#tw: caps#justiceforspecs
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Deja vu [Heisenberg x OC]
Warning: age gap, slow burn, platonic to romantic relationship. Grammer issues (english is my first language criiii) . Child abuse, family abuse, death (not major character ). Eventual smut (maybe?）
Note: OK !!!! SO after drawing a bunch of RE8 OCs I finally could resist my self writing my own story about it. Cuz damm Heisenberg stole all my heart and I have no complains about it.
This is my first time writing a fanfic, so I will try my best !! And lastly-----
HEISENBERG DESERVES SOOO MUCH MROE LOVE.
And here’s a little potrait thet I drew for the oc (as for why I didn’t draw heisenberg as well, is bcuz im shit at drawing males ┭┮﹏┭┮)
1.
The first time Heisenberg met Erin, she was only eight, can barely reach his waist and always be smiling everyday, like an every single child would at her age. She came to this shitty village with her dad, which claims to be her only family member. They are obviously foreigners to the villagers, as no one remembered there’s anyone in this place would have a such strong British accent, therefore they must be new.
Their family history has remained a mystery to most of them, oddly enough, only a few people who are about eighty or ninety years old do recall their family name, and were quite surprised to see that Erin’s father is back here again. Although every single one of them would shoot him with fierce glances that are not so friendly, even towards Erin. Except for Luiza, but even though her kindness was mainly for the poor little girl.
“I don’t understand, Charles. If you decided to leave this place before with such determination, why bother came back?” She asked her father sternly, while watching Erin just quietly standing behind him. She was thin, with a long, dark raven hair tied into a loose pony tail. But she does look endearing, those big, innocent watery eyes could gain everyone’s sympathy.
“That’s none of your business, and why does it even matter to you?” He seemed annoyed when answering this question, he roughly grabbed Erin’s wrist, without looking any of the people here, he just simply left, leaving others remain in silent confusion. Some younger villagers did ask Luiza about Erin’s origin, but all the time she just shooked her head, signed heavily.
“May mother Miranda bless that little girl. She does not deserve such man as her father.....”
Of course, Heisenberg would never missed such local news from the village. He did pay a visit to the new “guests” before informing Miranda and his siblings. The appearance of new faces surely hooked his curiosity quite high, but to be honest, he doesn’t even understand why he was that excited, as surely they would probably just end like the locals here, worshiping Miranda like she’s an actual god, and then would went missing mysteriously but eventually end up on her cold, metal operating table, with chest being cut open, blood splatters all around the body, while the Cadou parasite just devouring the remains.
Didn’t someone mentioned the family also has a daughter? Ah, then perhaps that lucky little thing would go to his sister’s castle and can becomes one of the “maid”. Just another victim, Heisenberg thought to himself, he could not hide his grin back. Holding his hammer at the back of his shoulder, he walked quickly to that infamous cottage where the new family is settled, a few quite whispers can be heard during his journey, the villagers were all surprised to see the presence of the metal lord, and naturally inquiring behind his journey.
Just like before, Heisenberg ignored all of them,
When he finally reached the shabby wooden door, of the cottage, he didn’t even bother knocking, just pushed the door wide open violently, using his ridiculous strength meanwhile announcing his arrival.
“Well, well, there’s been news all around the village about the new family, and I thought I could a pay a little visit, to get to know the new members! You are welcome, by the way......”
But when all he saw was a little girl standing by the dinning table, looking confused and stunned at him, his smug smile disappeared quickly, and even the eyes behind his dark specs were filled with momentary surprise.
“Uh, sir?” She asked quietly, putting the tray of cookies down on the table in a panic.
“Are you.... my father’s guest? I’m really sorry, he will be a away for a quite long time, and I’m not sure if.....”
He stood there for a moment, and then realized that she must be the daughter, although she’s much much younger than he anticipated. He cut her off before she finished the sentence : “Huh, so you don’t know who I am ?”
She looked so lost, after blinked her eyes a few times, she nervously said : “Sorry sir, I’m afraid I don’t.”
Heisenberg was never good with children, never, he didn’t really know what to do, after all he wasn’t expecting to meet a child who probably doesn’t even know what a dick is. So, they just stood where they were before, and staring at each other awkwardly in silence, to a point that even the little girl started to feel uncomfortable. She looked around quickly, trying to find something that could resolve this situation, then her eyes fixed on the tray of cookies on the table.
“Um, maybe...do you want to have a cookie, sir?”
The man with the hammer went speechless, he coughed a few times, put his hammer down next to the door frame, and blankly replied back with a tiny bit of fluster.
“Alright then. ”
2.
It was fucking ridiculous.
Heisenberg would never imagined himself sitting in a old cottage, eating chocolate cookies and drinking teas like a normal human, while chatting with an eight years old girl.
Yes, he’s never good with kids, why would he? Being brought by a psycho bitch means he shouldn’t have any sympathy towards anything, everyone in this village had a good taste about his temper before, even his “Lord” title makes it too intimidate for anyone to have any contact with him. Thus, he never had a decent conversation with anyone else besides his cursed family. Frankly speaking, they were not really conversations, more like endless quarrels.
He had a quick look around in the room, when Erin went to the kitchen to make tea. This place is shabby, there’s no doubt about it. No painting, no decorations, only an old wool blanket laying down on the floor of the living room. He could see a few photo frames on the bookshelf, cover by dusts. He tried to have to closer look, but all he could see was three people standing together, presumably a family photo that was taken a long time ago.
“Here’s your tea, sir. And there’s milk and sugar.” She was holding a big tray, walking carefully towards table and almost got tripped by the chair. Heisenberg almost chuckled at her clumsy yet cute actions, but he remained silent, and finished his ninth cookie.
“Well, thanks, little one.” He said simply, then started to sip his tea. He saw Erin was standing next to the table like a lost little lamb, he can’t help but chuckled a bit, gesturing her towards the seat across him.
“ Oh come on, no need to be so frightened! I won’t eat ya.”
She was a bit hesitate at first, but eventually took his offer, sit across the table facing him. Although the teapot blocked half of her face.
“So....” Heisenberg started again, with his smug smile back on his face: “You are new here aren’t you, with your family.”
“Yes. Me and my father came a week ago, from England. But he used to live here, at least that’s what I know. ”
That made his curiosity even higher. An outsider, that originally lived here, how interesting, and how did they even escaped this twisted place.
“Where’s your father now?”
This question let her seemed a bit troubled, she shooked her head, looking disappointed : “I don’t know, sir. He said he’s busy, and that’s it.”
His grin became wider: “And didn’t your daddy tell you, that do not let strangers come into your house while you are alone?”
To his surprise, she did not seem scared, but instead she tilted her head as she was a bit confused, and answered him back politely.
“But I didn’t let you in, sir. You just opened the door and, broke in........”
Heisenberg burst into laughter right after he heard this answer, it was really loud, even the teapot and the cups on the table started to shake a bit, but thankfully Erin didn’t notice, she was completely stunned by his reaction and didn’t know what to do. She thought she probably offend him by saying that. But the truth is, Heisenberg is not mad at all, this child’s unintentional boldness is exactly what he likes.
“ Oh yes! I did break into your house, and aren’t you scared?”
“Should I be scared?” She calmly asked him back, filling his cup again with more tea. “I was tho, but you seem like a nice guy. At least I don’t think a bad person would eat my cookies and having tea with me. If you want harm me you would've done this way earlier.”
He could have so much fun with this kid, Heisenberg though to himself. An outsider was rare enough on its own, no praying, no worshiping, and he won’t hear all those “Miranda bless us” shit. Although, it’s quite ironic that his first decent conservation in 20 was held with a freaking child.
But he’s not complaining. He finished his tea, looking around the room for the last time then shoot his glance back on her. He stood up, ignoring the girl’s skeptical look, Heisenberg chuckled a bit.
With that, he simply waved his hand, and left the house.
“Well, thank you for your service little one, I’m afraid I must got now. But I’m sure we will meet again soon.”
He grabbed his hammer by the door frame, opened the door in a swift motion.
“And send my greetings to your father, will you, little one?”
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Prison changes a man...
Ruby: I can’t believe it, Jaune’s coming back from prison today!
Nora: Yeah! Finally fearless will take his place as team JNPR’s leader.
Temp Leader: Um, actually he was expelled, so the team name is-
Nora puts a finger to the their mouth: Shhhh... You’re not our leader.
The temp leader bows their head in shame.
Weiss: How in my glorious amount of wealth did that dunce get re-accepted back into Beacon! He’s a criminal with a record! I swear the hunters institute standards get’s lower and lower every semester!
Blake, Yang, and Nora all glare at her, while also sweating at the mention of a criminal record.
A strong breeze then comes by and knocks Weiss flat on her back, breaking her aura, her combat heels then break as she gets back up giving her a sprained ankle.
Ren staring off into the distance: It will be nice to have our friend back, right Pyrrha?
Pyrrha smiles slightly: Yes, it will be. Provided their are no more rats in the walls like last time.
Ren smiles thinly: Yes, I’ve made sure to remove any complications.
Pyrrha: I imagine Nora was quite eager to help.
Ren: Heh, only so much. I find it easier at times to work alone, but I’ve learned the benefits of teamwork, one reason I am relieved that Jaune is to be returned to us.
Pyrrha: As it naturally should be.
Ruby notices Blake's bow twitch.
Blake: Do any of you hear that?
Ruby: Hear what?
Blake’s focuses: It sounds like... music?
Yang: What kind of music?
Blake: Rap?...And pop? Wait, I can’t hear it anymore there’s to much noise.
Everyone then notices the sound in the distance, that of a bullhead cutting through the air.
Ruby is the first to see it as a black speck on the horizon that moves closer and closer. It was a eerie kind of bullhead, painted entirely black and dangling a something beneath it.
The group goes silent as suddenly they can hear something playing in the distance.
-Kn-ck kn- ope-
Blake: There it is again.
-So, c--l, me-
Ruby nods: Yeah, I see what you mean.
Weiss scowls: It sounds so crude.
Nora through up the horns: Fuck you prude!
Weiss gasps and falls over offended, breaking her other combat heel.
Ren shrugs: I could take it or leave it.
-First we gon-....-We gonna roll!-
-Mi-- yo-
The music kept coming in clipped.
-Do-t give -- you’re --- strong.-
-So, ---- -- maybe.-
Finally the Bullhead was flying above them, with the mysterious box hanging beneath it.
Several men in black spec op gear come down on ropes from the Bullhead.
They form a perimeter and search the area, sweeping it for something.
They then give the all clear sign to the bullhead, which slowly lowers the box to the ground.
The heavy metal box hits the ground hard, the earth sinking under it’s weight.
The spec ops: Go go go! Do it quickly!
Several of the Spec ops go up to the box with crow bars and keys, before unlocking the numerous locks and chains around the box, then wedging open the box.
One of them comes up to Pyrrha and Ruby: Are you The leader of Team Ruby and Pyrrha Nikos?
Temp Leader: Wait I feel I should be involved with this.
Ruby: Yes I am.
Pyrrha: May I help you?
Spec Op Guy: Yes, please sign here, yes and thank you. Ok, then. He’s your problem now. If you’ll excuse us. AAHHHAHAHAH!
Then the spec’s off ran off to the Bullhead screaming like little girls, and climbed up the ropes and flew off at mach speed.
Blake: That was unusally.
Yang: Yeah, those guys were a little off.
Ren’s ears twitch: Huh, the music’s stronger now.
-Knock knock, open up the door, it's real-
Though it was still muffled through the metal.
Then the Temp Leader went up to the metal door, putting their hand on the metal door, it was vibrating hard on their hand.
The metal door then was thrown over, knocking the temp leader off the cliffs, and opened to show the inside of the box.
-X gon' give it to ya (what)-
-So call me maybe!-
Nora and Ruby cheered.
Nora: Fearless leader!
Ruby: Other Bestie!
Jaune walks out of the box: Hey guys, what’s up?
Everyone goes silent.
As they all repeated the same phrase in their head.
Jaune got swole!
As he stood a taller than ever, with ever the tallest of them there, Pyrrha, only coming up to his pecs, while he was now thicker than ever, his arms thicker than Nora’s thighs and his thighs thicker than Yang’s shoulders. All while covered in slabs of dense, angry muscles, and thick nets of pulsating veins and hot blood that moved under his skin.
His Goliath size form moved out of the box, shaking the ground and knocking dust up into the air, only stopping for second as he was caught by several chains attached him to the box, only for him to keep moving tearing apart reinforced steel chains like cobwebs.
The metal piece falling to ground with a series of plinks.
Jaune scratched his head awkwardly: Oh, uh, how’s it been. Oh, right I forgot to turn off the music.
He pulled out his scroll and the music stopped.
Jaune: Sorry, forgot to turn off my work out track.
Yang broke out of her daze first: Yeah, uh, you look like you’ve hitting the gym.
Jaune: Ah, thanks, I wasn’t sure If I’ve made any gains.
Yang went up to him and gave him a friendly tap on the arm: Yeah, I wouldn’t worry about that.
Ruby: What’s that thing on your neck?
Jaune puts his baby arm thick fingers around a metal collar on his neck.
Jaune: This? It’s an aura suppressor.
Blake: You need someone to unlock that, I can’t imagine it’s comfortable.
Jaune: Nah, It’s fine. It broke yesterday, but I got really used to it.
Blake: Whatever makes you happy.
Nora leaps on top of Jaune’s back that would give a gorilla envy: Fearless leader! I have so much news to tell you! Onward to the cafeteria, we’ll discuss it over pancakes.
Jaune: Ay-ay, my Queen.
Then Jaune quaked his way to the cafeteria, with Ren, Pyrrha, and Ruby following closely behind.
Yang and Blake carried Weiss in a stretcher, as she broke her legs when Jaune knocked her off her feet when he started moving.
Weiss moaned in pain: I don’t get it.
Yang: Get what?
Weiss: How he got so ripped in three days!
Blake’s eyes focus in on Jaune’s back, which listed a series of x’d out names where listed: I don’t think that’s only thing you should be focusing on.
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5th May 2014
I visited the headquarters today, Nick said he did some shuffling around and found something that belonged to me now.
He handed me this small box, barely bigger then a shoebox, it was falling apart so i guessed it was old stuff from Peggy. When i got home my fingers ached to open this small box, my thoughts clawed to know what was being held inside. I turned on “it’s been a long, long time’ ok my record player and sat down, ready to discover what was being kept away from me for so long.
As i opened it, dust came flying off it, this hadn’t been touched in decades. It was full of little bits, a compass that i guess was mine so i didn’t bother opening it, a few photos and a radio that was near enough as old as me, i recognised it immediately, it was Buck’s, the one he stole from his parents. I looked through the photos, it was me and him, him and Rebecca, him and his parents and then shoved right into the bottom a collection of my drawings. I can’t believe he kept them, i always drew for Bucky, he was my muse so it felt right gifting them to him. I kept the best ones for myself though.
I found a letter. It was in an envelope, addressed to me, i had only received one letter from Bucky during the war, just him telling me about his new friends and how horrible it smelt. But this one was different i could tell by the envelope. It had an inscription in the back that read “i should have said this when i was still there”
My dearest Stevie.
It’s been 5 months. I am starting to think i don’t want to survive this so if i give up and let the war claim my soul i want you to know these things. I want you to know every drop of my soul.
When i left, i was drafted. i couldn’t cope telling you because i know how badly you needed to be out here and how much you’d want to hold onto me knowing i didn’t want to be out here. I wanted to stay with you, i wanted to marry you, i wanted to be taken out by you not the enemy’s rifle.
When i got home from our last night together, the Stark expo i sat with my parents and Rebecca, my mum had made lasagna, my favorite. I told them Steve. I told them i planned on winning the war and taking you to be mine. I told them i planned on stealing your last name or giving you mine. I told them i have been in love with you before i even knew what love was. I told them that i have written poem after poem just about the green spec in your blue hues. They looked straight through me. My dad said i deserved to die in this war, that i don’t deserve to come back and if i did he’d make sure i married the prettiest dame he could pay for. Rebecca hugged me, whispered that she was so proud of me. Mum stayed silent, her eyes looked empty, like she wasn’t looking at the son she raised. It broke my heart not being able to run to you but i knew i had to get through that on my own.
maybe this is selfish, but i don’t want you to forget me. I want to linger in your memory. I want you to think of me when you’re driving down the street with some dame in your passenger seat. i want you to wish i was there because she’s not singing and she’s not taking pictures of you. i want you to think of me when you finally sit down and have a home cooked meal instead of leftovers. i want you to think of me every time it rains, every time you choose water over hot chocolate or milk, every time you make love. Maybe that’s asking for too much, but i hope it drives you crazy. How you can’t get me out of your head because i was the best goddamned thing that ever happened to you.
I leave everything, all my worldly possessions to you Steve. This is my will. I James Buchanan Barnes leave everything to my husband Steven Grant Rogers. One request for my funeral Steve, make sure you save the space next to me for you because i was born to be next to you so it’s only fair we die in that fashion too. Oh and tell my parents, i got what i deserved and that i’m sorry i wasn’t the son they wanted but i tried. Look after Rebecca please Steve. Make her soup, your soup is heavenly.
I miss your hands on my skin, they feel so much better then blood and mud.
till the end of the line my love.
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