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selodka-pod-shuboy · 4 months

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I think 3rd life is somehow the best plot&system-wise. It's not based on anything, just my humble opinion. I have so much thoughts and they are all so tragic. Like. It was my first ever interaction with theese CCs, I went there blind reacting. It was amazing then, it was even better after getting to know them. Every perspective tells such a drasticly different story. You've got alliances formed throu death, loyalty and sacrifices, broken or cherished till the very end. You have 3 lifes, and that's it. No tricks or some help or twist from the gamemakers. Go apeshit or stay nice, nothing changes it. All your enemies can start from something as simple as a random punch or a shot or a pice of paper. So can friends. No one knows how the server operates, they all come from somewhat-friendly spaces, so every simple fact is a new surprise - everybody kills animals, and ends up suffering with lack of food&lether for books afterwards. They put effort into builds, bother with decorating(not to say they didn't in later seasons, it's just the attachment I'll talk later), fill the places with love and care, get attached to pets and trees, banners of all things. PROTECT THEM and feel sorrow and grief, once they enevitibly get killed or burned or blown up or DESTROYED. The rage is so innocent in it's belive, that they were wronged, that they should be avenged, and not that this is just the reality of the server itself, that that's just - what heppens. The story tells so much about betrayal, about broken trust, and friends that go mad, and almoust no one follows the "all alliances are broken after you're red" rule. You are allowed to kill now, yeah, but there was nothing in PARTICULAR, stopping you before. It is proven by the first death, that it was just a prank, that lead to all the following chaos. Scar gives Grian flowers after his second death, and Grian STAYS. Cleo sticks with Bdubs, calling his castle a toilet, kidnaps the desert lama, burns Joel's home. She goes for the king and dies in the blind rage . Bdubs makes and gives Impulse the clock, that will doom their hearts in the end. Impulse promises his trust to the Crastle. Bigb makes the cookie. Martyn hears voices, and Ren asks him to take his head. He takes so many lives. The Red Winter Comes. Tango saves the cows, only for them to be stolen, he gets shot stuck behind the fire. Etho's dark oak gets burned, he builds a woolen castle, for it to get burned multiple times. Timmy gives Scott a poppy, starting their marriage. They build the flower valley. Timmy DIES FIRST and aquaeres the Canary curse. Scott follows full of sorrow. Skizz dies second, full of rage, and creates the boogieman curse. Joel stays alone, with his dog army, and dies, leaving his pack wandering the desert. The cactus-ring fight. The siege of dogwarts. Battle of the Red Desert. All the monopolies. The state, that everyone leaves the server, the contrast with the start. It's like watching the 1rst anual hunger games, from a perspective of people, who know and love each other, but no matter their efforts, end up slowly spiraling into violence and distrust, spreading pain and destruction. Mu soul loves and aches for it, even though it was the very same thing that broke it in the first place, that took a pice of it and so it will never be whole again. It's so tragic. All this blood was never beautiful. It was just. Red.

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heliads · 6 months

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Read the pinned post and I'm so glad you're still taking requests for Star Trek!! I was wondering if you could do something for Bones with loads of banter and friends to lovers? Like they work together on the enterprise and are super close. They're always flirting and making fun of eachother, etc until one day R gets hurt and they both confess. I'm a sucker for sick fics/hurt comfort.

'Stay Safe' - leonard 'bones' mccoy

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There’s never a dull moment when you’re up amongst the stars.

At times like this, when everything is going south, it’s important to remember that you signed up for this. You were the one who decided that a simple life back on your home planet was too boring for you. You were the one who chose to put yourself through the most rigorous courses you could find in Starfleet Academy. You were the one who somehow thought that pestering Jim Kirk (that’s Captain to you) to let you onto the Enterprise would be the best possible career plan.

And now you’re the one finding yourself hurled into danger for what feels like the dozenth time this week. At least you’re not twiddling your thumbs, hoping for something to do, but at least boredom doesn’t get you killed. At this rate, with Jim’s latest half-mad plan to get you all out of the latest crisis, you have no idea if you can say that about your position on the Enterprise.

The Enterprise’s latest incident is going to take place in a few hours. There’s been a situation on a backwater planet where an escape pod from an imploding shuttle was accidentally stranded without any chance of rescue. Unfortunately, the travelers in the pod managed to crash land on a planet with a toxic atmosphere, so they’ve been forced to stay inside their pod lest they breathe in the poisonous gas. They’ve only got a short while before their life support systems give out, which is why it’s time for the Enterprise to step in.

The only problem is that this planet is way more hostile than original scans made it out to be. What was meant to be a one man mission has quickly unraveled into a far more complex plan. More crew members will have to be sent down, and you’ll need contact with the ship so you can quickly beam everyone up before they get hurt.

You suppose you shouldn’t be surprised to receive a summons to the bridge. You’ve known Jim for a while now, and in turn he knows that he can rely on you in dangerous times such as these. You’ve more than proven yourself capable of handling extreme pressure and risks, so your caution and quick thinking pay off by plunging you back in danger again.

Jim wants a group to travel down to the surface and retrieve the pod with its survivors. You’ll go along with Sulu, Uhura, and your captain, as all of you work well together and can handle tough situations like this. Jim gave you the option to stay back on the Enterprise, of course, he’d never force you into something as perilous as this, but this won’t be the first time that you’ve risked your life to save innocent lives, and it certainly won’t be the last.

Jim had known that, but he’d still smiled with obvious relief when you agreed to take part in the mission. “Glad to have you with us,” he’d said, clapping you on the shoulder, “Now, we’ve got to get moving, and fast. You’ll have to swing by the med wing to get cleared for surface interaction. Meet us back here as soon as you can so we can finish going over details before we head out. And thanks again, Y/N.”

You’d waved off his gratitude with an easy smile. This is what you do best, after all. You accept the risks and you take the challenges. All in a day’s work. Still, the more difficult part has yet to come. This planet’s atmosphere is no joke. Even a few minutes of unadulterated skin contact on the surface of that planet could burn away your skin. That’s why you’ll need to head over to the medical wing so they can decide you’re in good enough condition to risk it, as well as give you necessary supplements to provide some protection against the acidity of the atmosphere. Besides, it’ll give you a chance to catch up with a friend, and you’ve never turned that down, either.

Your footsteps are quick as you hurry out of the bridge and down the sprawling corridors towards the medical wing. It’s as busy as ever, with blue-shirted figures darting in and out wherever you look. Still, in all of their chaos and yours, you manage to locate the one man you’re here to see in record time.

Doctor Leonard McCoy, known to some as the most intimidating medical professional on the Enterprise and to his friends as Bones, has just finished sending one patient on their way when he’s confronted with the sight of another one. Unlike most of the invalids to cross his path, though, Bones doesn’t greet you with an unhappy harrumph, nor even a sarcastic comment about what you did to land yourself in the med wing. Instead, he almost smiles.

“Y/N. Good to see you. I don’t suppose you’re here to help out or do something nice for me?” He says dryly.

You grin. “Afraid not, Bones. I need a favor.”

He arches a dark brow, crossing the room to replenish a container of syringes. “What favor? If it’s anything more than verbal, you’re going to have to join the patient waitlist.”

You wince. “See, I was hoping you wouldn’t say that. I need you to clear me for contact with the planet. ASAP.”

Bones actually stops moving for once in his life just so he can stare incredulously at you. “Are you out of your mind? I thought Jim declared any activity on that planet to be a risk to life and resources.”

“He did,” you admit, “but that’s why I’m joining the party. The more the merrier, apparently. Uhura says she wants someone down there with functioning critical thinking skills so she can balance out Jim. We’ll be fine so long as we stick together, but I need you to clear me first.”

Bones folds his arms across his chest. “So all I have to do to stop you from going into a trap this big is to just refuse to check your condition? Done.”

You pull a face. “Bones, I’m not kidding. We have to do this.”

“Neither am I,” he fires back. “This is a stupid move and Jim knows that. I’m not letting him lose half the superior officers of this ship all at once. You’re all going to get yourselves killed. Hate me if you want, sweetheart, but I’m keeping you alive. That’s what the medical officer is supposed to do, by the way, in case you forgot.”

You sigh. “I appreciate you looking out for me, but we have to do this, you know that. Besides, if you won’t clear me, I’ll just find someone who will. Would it make you sleep easier at night if you refused to take a look at me so I made an intern give me the meds I need to breathe down there? I’m sure they’d get the prescription right on the first try.”

Bones blows a sharp breath out, but when it becomes clear that you aren’t willing to back down, he purses his lips and relents. “Fine. You’re too damn stubborn for your own good, by the way.”

You crack a grin. “From you, Bones, I’ll take that as a compliment.”

He hems and haws while he runs the necessary scans, but when you walk out of the med wing, you do so with the perfect combination of supplements and injections to enable you to breathe the toxic atmosphere on the planet without dying. You’ll all be in thick suits anyway, but just in case, it’s important to take these steps to protect yourselves now. Hopefully, you won’t need them, but the downsides of skipping them are much worse than the inconvenience of a couple extra shots.

Bones makes sure to remind you of this before you go. He warns you to stay out of trouble, knowing full well that there’s no chance of that, but you nod along anyway. You glance over your shoulder right before you leave the med wing, and catch a glimpse of him staring after you, brow knit with anxiety. At this point, you have to return from this mission intact not just for your own good but his as well.

Jim and the others are finalizing the plan when you get back to the bridge. He feigns surprise when you walk in, although he can’t hide a broad grin. “Bones let you go that easily? Maybe he’s losing his touch.”

You arch a brow. “What does that mean?”

Your captain laughs. “It means he’s very protective of you. It’s cute.”

You make a face. “I didn’t think I’d ever hear you call Bones cute, and now I wish I never did.”

Jim rolls his eyes. “I’m just trying to connect to you, Y/N. I thought you’d agree with that. You two only ever spend time with each other anyway, aren’t you—”

He’s studiously interrupted by Uhura calling everyone to focus so you can get down to the planet as soon as possible. You don’t miss the pointed look she gives to Jim the second they think your back is turned, but you’ve been seeing a lot of those lately, and they only get easier to ignore.

Contrary to what is apparently the popular belief on the Enterprise, you’re not in a relationship with Bones. It’s startling how many people here think you are, but you’re not. You’re just friends. No matter how many times Jim points out that Bones is oddly friendly and warm towards you, and offenses committed by Jim that earn hours of yelling only receive a small frown when you repeat them, the truth is the same. Jim may have a romantic goal for you and Bones, but it’s not happening.

What is happening, however, is the mission at hand. After conferring for a while longer, you have Scotty beam all of you down to the planet surface. The ground underneath your feet is rocky and uneven, so you’ll have to be cautious. One bad spill could leave you with a torn suit, and even with your medical boosters, you want as little contact with the toxic environment as possible.

You and the others quickly make your way to the downed escape pod. Once there, you spread out, spreading a connective net between all of you before setting it on the ground and activating it. A temporary shield forms a dome in the air, sealing off the ground from the poison clouds floating low through the air. Once the life support cycles through, it’s safe for anyone without a suit to breathe. It’ll wear out soon though, especially while taking a continuous beating from the noxious gas outside, so you’ll have to move quickly.

You hurry over to the pod, knocking twice on the side before calling for them to come out. Slowly, a hatch on the side retracts, and five travelers come out, eyes wide and scared. Uhura hands them some suits, urging the victims to put them on quickly. They don’t need to be told twice, hurriedly pulling on the suits while you count down the seconds before you need to move again.

Although helpful when combating the toxic atmosphere, you won’t be able to beam up while you’re in the shield dome due to the energy signature currently keeping you alive. You’ll have to slowly let people out of the dome and hope that their suits stay stable long enough for Scotty up above to lock onto their signatures and safely retrieve them.

One by one, the members of the doomed escape pod leave the safety of the dome. You watch them get beamed up one by one, listening to your earpiece to know when to send up the next one. Finally, the last of them is ready to be sent up, and you breathe a quiet sigh of relief. At last, an Enterprise mission that goes according to plan.

See, you should have known better than to jinx it like that. It’s common knowledge around here that the moment you decide something is going according to plan, you’ll be proven wrong in a heartbeat, and the galaxy likes nothing better than to mess with all of you.

So, of course, not a fraction of a second later than the time you think you’ll be alright, you notice a gap between the dome and the ground. The surface of this planet is rocky, you noticed it when you first landed. One of the escapees must have knocked into the dome generator while you were pulling them out. It wouldn’t have taken much to disrupt the field, not when it’s been fighting the acidity of the environment around you for so long.

And, as you watch with horrified eyes, the toxic sludge from outside has already started to make its way in. All it takes is one drop. One drop, to start to wear away at the protective coating of the generators. One drop, to make its way inside the machinery. One drop, to cause a chain reaction that ends with the energy of the dome cycling back in on itself and exploding.

You have just enough time to shout for everyone to take cover before the thing goes nuclear. The last person stuck on the doomed escape pod is right beside you, and you fling your body over them to protect them from the blast. The impact slams into you a heartbeat later, knocking you to the ground. Your suit can take a beating from the toxic gas, but not a self destructing energy shield generator, and if it wasn’t already weakened from the blast, tumbling over sharp rocks is more than enough to tear holes in the side.

Instantly, the toxic gas rushes in. You scream out, feeling the poisonous fumes eating away at your skin. Everything is metallic and agonizing, the taste of copper radiating through your mouth. Somewhere in the background, you can hear Jim yelling for Scotty to beam you up now, but it’s hard to hear him distinctly when your vocal chords are taut in one constant cry of pain. You manage to endure another few seconds before blacking out, and although unconsciousness is always a bad sign when you’re on a foreign planet, your last satisfied thought before you pass out is that at least you won’t have to feel the pain anymore.

It’s quiet for a long time, dark and quiet. Peaceful, almost. You wake up slowly. It hurts to open your eyes because it’s so bright compared to the hazy blackness behind your lids, but it gets easier after a while. When you’re finally able to piece together the fact that you’re on a bed in the med wing, secluded from the main hustle and bustle so you can heal in privacy, you also realize that you’re not alone. Bones is sitting in a chair drawn up close beside you, head in shaky hands.

Bones. Oh, he must be irate. All those warnings about keeping you safe and then you went and hurt yourself like this. It wasn’t like you wanted to have your skin melted off by a toxic planet, but that’s how it goes when you try to save people. Bones, however, doesn’t care about the rest. He cares about you, as he’s put it plainly several times.

You reach over, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. “Everything alright, Doc?”

He jerks up, startled, although the panic in his eyes starts to abate when he realizes you’re conscious. “I think I should be asking you that. You’re the one who came back in a pool of your own blood.”

You wince. “How bad was it?”

“Very,” he says, and that one word contains with it the gravity of a lifetime.

You can imagine how it must have gone for him, then. Bones, biding his time up in the med wing, patching up patients to distract himself from not knowing what was going down on the surface of the planet. He would have told himself it would be fine because you said it would be fine, and just as he got halfway to believing it, Jim would have rushed through the doors carrying your unconscious, bleeding, actively diminishing body. What a ghastly scene.

“You patched me up pretty well, though. I don’t feel anything.” You tell him, mostly to try and lift that desperate look on his face.

Bones lets out a shaky laugh. “Yeah, well, that’s what a cocktail of painkillers will do for you. You’ll take a while to recover, though. I can’t stop that.”

From the way he keeps shooting nervous glances at your side, though, you can tell that he wishes more than anything that he could stop it. The two of you wait in patient, terrible silence, and then Bones gives in and says what he’s been holding back all this time.

“It’s just– Dammit, Y/N, I thought you were going to die. When they brought you in, you weren’t moving. Your heart was barely even beating. I can keep giving you pills and bandages when you need them, but that won’t be enough to bring you back from the dead. I can’t lose you, Y/N. I could lose the ship, I could lose the rest of the crew, I could lose myself, but I can’t lose you.”

Your breath is shallow in your chest, and not just because of the injury. “Why?”

“You know why,” he says, refusing to look at you.

“I want to hear you say it,” you tell him.

A silence. A drawn breath. “I love you,” he says at last, “I love you, Y/N. More than anything. Didn’t know it until I thought you were dead. Didn’t think I’d have to say it until you woke up.”

Bones is not one to beat around the bush, but he still waits a beat or too longer before forcing himself to look back at you. His eyes cut to you in one clean jerk, like ripping off a bandage. You’re not here to hurt him, though. Not anymore.

“I love you too,” you tell him. “Probably longer than you.”

“There’s no reason to make this a contest,” Bones chides you, but he’s starting to smile at last.

“Why not? Scared I’ll win?” You laugh.

Bones tries to glare, but the corners of his mouth refuse to tamp down into anything sober or serious. “Cut that out.”

“Make me,” you challenge him, and he takes you up on your word by leaning forward abruptly to kiss you.

Of all the things to make you go silent, that might be your favorite. It’ll take you a while to heal, but maybe it’s not the worst thing to be stuck in the med wing for a while longer. You and Bones have plenty of things to talk about in the meantime.

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cheemscakecat · 3 months

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So Spy and Scout in Prison…

So Scout’s arms were broken because he tried to help Soldier. [Bad idea, Solly broke his arms].

It takes 6 weeks to heal broken arms, give or take. We don’t know if the drugged food and lead poisoned water in Teufort made it take longer.

Even these random lead poisoned cops are like; “None of us are built to attack this Spy, let’s just lock them in.” How do you know that just from looking at the guy?

I feel like Joey Murders would have tried to kill Scout when his arms were still broken, and Spy stayed up and kept watch to prevent it. Lil bro probably assumed their cellmate wouldn’t want to cause more trouble for himself, but he is a civilian serial killer. Probably preys on the weak.

Maybe one of the reasons why Spy was in such a bad mood is because Murders had been trying to kill his son for 5 months, and Scout still didn’t pick up on it. And when he starts accusing Spy of getting them in more trouble for killing that clown, it hits a nerve.

They’d served community service in Teufort and been labeled heroes, so suddenly getting imprisoned on death row would give them some whiplash. I think the reason Spy kept telling Jeremy that his court case wasn’t going to work was not for a lack of faith in his son. It was him trying to stop Scout from convincing himself that they were going to get out of this and getting let down.

They didn’t know about the lead poisoning or false charges, but I bet Soy could tell that something was wrong with the people of Teufort. They weren’t going to get an “innocent until proven guilty” trial, and even if Jeremy did everything perfectly it wouldn’t sway those freaks away from their public hanging.

But Scout isn’t ready to die, and he wouldn’t accept that fate no matter how small the chances were to get out. He’s assuming that Spy doesn’t care about being hung and is refusing to do anything to help them escape. Which is why he’s mad.

The truth is, Spy was planning to stab their captors in the trial, but they were on camera in the prison cell and he couldn’t just reveal the plan to Scout. I don’t think he’s expecting both of them to get away, either; the goal is probably to cause enough carnage for Scout to wise up and escape before the guards figure out what to do.

I still think he would have taken out multiple people though. Something we forget about Spy is that his suit is specially tailored to hide his upper body strength.

[Not mine, found this online]

Scout put his stats into speed, which is why his thighs are bigger. Spy put his stats into upper body strength. This is the Tf2 universe, so I would not be surprised if he could stab through bone. So yeah, even with a really little stabbing knife, he’d kill somebody.

Two more things.

Scout was probably just so happy to have the casts off and use his arms again that he posed for his mugshot like that.

Poor Jeremy. He isn’t ready to die for real. And not in front of these crappy Tuefortians.

What makes it worse is that they dropped him first, and Pauling had to book it to stop the hanging. That had to be traumatic.

Don’t just leave him like that! I know she needed to stop the mayor, but golly. Soldier came in clutch though, untying him.

They weren’t even on trial for their actual crimes, which makes that 5 months in prison with drugged food, bunking with a serial killer a massive human rights violation. So was the show trial and hanging, and if Pauling and the others didn’t get there in time, they would’ve died for nothing.

So yeah, new Scout trauma just dropped.

#dadspy #tf2 #character analysis #Can’t have crap in Teufort bro.

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starlostseungmin · 1 year

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— friends, lmh.

pairing: minho x gn!reader genre: angst warnings: profanity, kissing, minho is a jerk, not proofread. word count: 1.1k notes: here's the lee know angst i promised. lol. it's from the poll, but anyway, i've got a short free time tonight so here it is! don't forget to comment and reblog! thank you lovely ♡

his back met the white wall painfully as you pushed him against it. a wince of pain from his mouth escalated quickly but he drew a smirk on his face. he never felt so sincere with you to begin with. if it weren’t for jisung telling you how minho has been doing shits behind your back, you’d be one gullible person with an innocent perspective. you know it is risky to have this kind of relationship with him, but you can’t blame yourself for falling in love. he gave signs of affection but they were all mixed signals. you shouldn’t act like this, being all hurt and crying until your mascara runs down your cheeks. what’s the point of crying over a player?

“what the hell are we?” you asked, tears streaming down your face.

minho just let out a soft chuckle, not giving a shit on what you were feeling that night. the question keeps repeating all the time, yet he couldn’t give you a decent answer. maybe he’s just playing with you after finding out you like him despite the rumors (which were proven true). a player who loves to leave broken pieces of fragile hearts. he is that jerk. all those feelings you have and the days being spent with you mean nothing to him. if he is this heartless, he shouldn’t have played the game in the first place.

“fuck you!” your voice echoes through the quiet room of your apartment. his face was hard to read, and his eyes seemed to be sympatheticーnothing.

maybe there were times that he used to hold you when you were crying and upset with him, a kiss would seal all the complaints and his touch would make your body burn, wanting for more. he did things that made you fall into his trap but never reassured you what kind of relationship you have. you could feel how you were treated like an object when he wakes up usually at 5 in the morning from your bed as you lie naked underneath the sheets. minho often stays with youーthe controversy of doing this without any label made you question your worth.

maybe you were just blinded by love that you couldn’t see his flaws. maybe he is a skilled player that could make his victims swoon over him. shit blow things up and you couldn’t get up. you love him so much that you just want to be used and be gullible. but jisung’s nagging made you come through. you wanted to be more than just friends with benefits and yet minho wanted to remain the same. he doesn’t love you, none of those affections were real and even if you get mad at him, nothing will change anything. minho is still that jerk.

“i thought we agreed that we’re just friends,” he said, sounding like a total asshole. of course, he knew, he always knew.

“but i love you!” you cried. minho just stared back, confused as to why you were acting like this. everything means nothing.

“well i don’t, y/n,” he said. “don’t be so dramatic about this,” the sound of your palm slapping his cheek was loud enough to leave him in shock. it was painful, but nothing compares to what you were feeling. minho stood there frozen for being caught off guard. “y/n,”

your hands were shaking, eyes darted on him filled with pain as your tears never stopped streaming. maybe he might have a change of heart or develop some feelings for you, even for one bit. he saw you so bent out of shape. you admit that you are also at fault for letting down your guard when you totally agreed to be just friends with benefits and now you’re here.

“am i really nothing? those things we did were nothing?” you asked as your voice cracked and shaky. he never saw you being so hyped up before and now he’s sure that you really want to blow shit up.

“you don’t really understand do you?” minho scoffed. “we’re just friends y/n, nothing is really up with usー”

“tell me we weren’t just friends! this doesn’t make much sense to me minho!” you said. “fuck! ignore that friends-with-benefits bullshit, iー” you paused, running your hands on your face. “fuck, i can’t believe i fell for you. i’m getting some fresh air,” you said and were about to take the exit from your apartment when he grabbed your wrist, spinning you around as he pulled you closer to his bodyーa hand around your waist, and his hand wrapping your wrist lightly. he stared straight into your eyes, you were left dumbfounded when he looks at you with a serious look, an expression that is confusing and hard to read. “what the fuck are you doing? let me go you fucker!” you said, but he didn’t listen.

“i didn’t know you would act up like this y/n,” he smiled as he turned you around, pushing you as your back hits the wall. jerk. you looked at him, unknown of your feelings yet your heart started to beat faster than usual. why is your heart so fragile when it comes to him anyway? he’s not even your boyfriend. “do you like me that much?” he smirked as you avoided his eye contact but his fingers grabbed your chin to face him again, cheeks started to flush yet your eyes filled with irritation.

“you heartless jerk,” you retorted when his lips met yours. his hand fell on your name, pulling you closer for much access to your lips as he gives a desperate one. you tried to push him away but he would just keep on pulling you deeper. his kisses never fail to give you butterflies in your stomach but right now, you don’t know anymore. there were several attempts of pushing him away until he decided to let go. the kiss is not worth it anymore. you hate him as much as you hate yourself for getting caught in his trap. maybe it was time to put an end to things. minho never loved you. it was just a game where he would use you for his past time and pleasure.

you left your apartment that night and minho stared at the door where you took the exit. maybe it was all wrong and he was desperate about you. but the fact that the damage has already been done, he wouldn’t be able to fix things now. the regret he felt, the sadness and heartbreakーmaybe minho felt something for you, even if just a smidge. but how would he be able to get you back when you cut it all off? a sigh escaped from your lips as you burned all the pictures you had with him, but then there’s minho who keeps on staring at your window from the street, wanting to change and make up. yet he knew it won’t be all easy.

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pedgito · 2 years

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love love love your work! hope you're still taking request if not sorry. your sitting at your kitchen table in Eddie's lap supposed to be studying but instead hes got his fingers in you and eventually more😉 all while you're trying to be quiet and act as if you guys are studying anytine someone walks by

author’s note: i kept the general idea of it, but tried to tweak it to fit the way i pictured it; either way, i hope this is just as good! this one was rlly fun to write.

cw: 18+ (minors, don’t you dare) fem!reader, semi-public, people are around during the act but no one’s really aware, lots of spicy dirty talk, the nsfw content is basically what’s in the ask lol

word count: 1.4k

Eddie had a bad habit of fidgeting, constantly bouncing his knee or tapping his pencil on the table. It was a stark comparison to your normally quiet, focused way of studying. You enjoyed honing in and getting through your work, but Eddie couldn’t stay on task to save his life—that is, unless he had something to help him focus. Which is why, most of the time, you ended up in Eddie’s lap, his hands wrapped tightly around your waist, peering around your arm or over your shoulder, listening intently as you read through the content material. It was a proven fact that it helped—he had the C minus in English to vouch for himself.

The only problem, Eddie had a weakness for skirts. Some days you would forget completely, but other days it was on purpose—when he has been driving you mad all day, whether with his attitude or words, or the light touches he’d leave on your body as he passed you in the hall or sat behind you at his desk, trying to find every possible way to bother you.

Today was not one of those days. You had changed before he got here, but it was an afterthought. Eddie didn’t even make much of a comment when he walked through the door either, other than his usual smirk and soft tap on your ass when your parents weren’t peering around the corner at him.

He’s fiddling with the end of your top, twirling a loose thread around his finger as you read through the homework assignment. You ask a question—once, twice—“Earth to Eddie?” You sigh, turning slightly to wave your hand in his face, “Are you even listening?”

“Yeah, yeah.” He nods jerkily, “Of course.” Even he knew that was a lie.

“What did I just say?” You’re testing him, already prepared for the dumbfounded look on his face.

“The stuff, about the, uh—“ Eddie motions with his hand toward the book, stalling for time, “the stuff.”

“Uh huh.” You reply smugly, tongue in cheek as you watch him stumble over his words.

“You know I can’t concentrate when you wear shit like this,” His voice low, closer to your ear, as he pulls on the thin material of your skirt. You could feel the rough material of his jeans rubbing against the back of your thighs, the way his legs spread wider, forcing your legs further apart, “gives me the best view of that perfect little ass.”

He emphases his words by slipping his hands around to your backside, kneading into the soft flesh, forcing you to scoot forward more—legs spread wider, the apex of your thighs hovering over nothing, relying solely on the weight of his legs to hold you up.

He was so fucking lucky your parents were halfway across the house—you could tear into him right now. But Eddie, he has different plans.

“Don’t act innocent,” He tells you, hands tracing the seam of your sheer panties, his featherlight touch making you squirm, “you do it on purpose—know how easy it gets me going.”

The thing about Eddie, he could flip like a switch—and when he was determined about something, he was going to go for it. That, and he was probably the horniest person you’ve ever met, not that it was a bad thing. But, he wanted you—he was dying to have you.

“I swear it wasn’t.” Your voice is soft, barely above a whisper. You don’t realize how strongly you're gripping on to the textbook until Eddie’s reaching for your hand, slipping it behind you and over the closed zipper of his jeans. You could feel how hard he was, how easily he was affected by you. “Didn’t feel fair to tease you, not today.”

“So, any other day?” He’s slipping his fingers toward your clothed cunt, hand resting against you—like he was waiting for a sign, permission, something.

“Only when I feel like you deserve it.” Your voice falters, his finger dragging a solid line down the front of your underwear and back. “Eddie—“

He shushes you, free hand gripping the inside of your thigh, squeezing lightly. “Don’t want your parents hearing, do you?”

You could kill him for being so bold—knowing how difficult it was for you to keep quiet with him, whether it be his fingers buried inside you or his dick, you just couldn’t hold it in. “You wouldn’t dare.”

And like a silent challenge, he slips his fingers down the front of your underwear, fingers dragging through the wetness that had gathered—it was embarrassing how easily he managed to turn you on. “Try me.” He breathes against your neck, eyes locked on where your hand gripped the tablecloth for support.

No going back now, you think, grinding against the palm of his hand in desperation, pussy clenching around nothing—which was a fucking crime. “Shit, princess—I know you hate wasting time but you’re already that wet? And I’ve barely touched you?”

“Stop teasing, Eddie.” You beg, moving your hand that was wedged between your ass and his clothed dick, gripping onto the front of his hand to force him to apply more pressure—or just move, at least.

A deep laugh rumbles from his chest, thumb coming up to circle your clit, jolting you back in surprise. But, Eddie doesn’t stop there. In fact, he escalates at rapid speed, finger dipping inside of you in the same motion, curling up against your walls.

“Hu-fuck,” You moan through clenched teeth, forcing yourself to stay quiet—failing miserably. “More—please, feels so good, Eddie.”

“There she is.” He smiles from behind you, inserting a second finger, thumb continuing to work over your sensitive clit, your ass desperately grinding back against his dick. “My sweet girl.”

It doesn’t take much coaxing until you’re practically bent over the table, drunk off the feeling of his fingers fucking up into you—his name the only thing your brain can form into words, desperately gasping out into the air, head thrown back against his chest. “Ed—Eddie, hurry up.”

“Trying, sweetheart.” He mumbled into your hair, massaging the inside of your thigh, which helps, but the sound of a door closing in the distance has you scrambling to a somewhat convincible position, smoothing your clothes back into place—the only problem, Eddie’s fingers were still buried inside of you. But; you never tried to move them and that was your downfall.

To your parents, it wasn’t unusual to find you perched on Eddie’s lap. From sitting poolside in your backyard, sprawled on top of him, or cuddled up on the couch watching some cheesy movies that Eddie definitely had no part in choosing—it was normal. Young love, your mom always joked. She knew well enough, having been through it herself.

“Hi, honey.” She greets casually, still a good several feet away. “Your dad and I wanted to drop off some food for you tonight before we head out—Edward,” You couldn’t help that snicker that escapes your lips, but it was a dangerous mistake, feeling Eddie’s fingers move a fraction, causing you to squirm against his lap in response, “how’s your uncle? You two managing well?”

“Yes, ma’am.” He replies, you scoff softly at his over the top attempt at being polite. “He’s working a lot, but we’re fine.” Your mom nods, familiar with Eddie’s hardships.

“Alright, honey. We’ll see you tomorrow.” You holler a forced goodbye, waiting until the door clicks, hand balled into a tight fist as you punched Eddie in the leg, a feeble attempt that’s quickly thwarted by him grabbing your wrist.

“Upstairs, now.” You demand, practically yanking him from the seat, tripping over each other's feet as you ascended the staircase, whipping around the corner to your bedroom.

Eddie cages you against the door, hand returning down the front of your underwear like nothing had happened. But, he couldn’t ignore the scowl on your face. “Oh come on, you’re fine. We weren’t going to get caught.” He smiles, leaning forward to mouth at your neck, trailing soft kisses toward the slope of your shoulder.

“Oh, Edward,” You tease, face softening. “Edward.” It was impossible to say with a straight face, not with the way Eddie was staring at you, seemingly mortified.

“Stop calling me that.” He laughs, “You know I hate it.”

You whine out on a particular flick of his finger, hitting just the right spot inside of you, hand gripping onto the front of his shirt. “Why? I kinda like it.” You finally force out, attempting to catch your breath.

“Looks like I’m just gonna have to shut you up then.”

And truthfully, it didn't take much.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson blurb #my writing #don't ask me why i can fly through these things at night #my brain just works better

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Many Moons Ago

A Il Capitano x reader series part 6 masterlist

The sight of so many humans together in one place was a new experience to you, in your very long life this was your first time in a city of this magnitude, you marveled at the houses, shops and monuments painted with various colors that would eventually fade away from the heavy snow, even if you couldn't exactly see it a layer of smoke was perpetually stationed on the air, presumably from all of the chimneys. You couldn't help but feel guilty and fill your head with "what if's", the paranoia was already a part of your soul as you blamed yourself for the smallest misfortune any living being experienced and every so often your would look up to the sky with fear covering your features as you expected to see her, the heavenly principles, ready to kill you and everyone in this city herself or to just simple throw a nail to pierce your weakened heart. You remained silent as dark emotions drowned you, that idea of loosing what you loved for a third time running circles in your mind, you were sure that nothing other than Celestia's fall could stop it.

—That is Zapolyarny Palace, The Tsaritsa's residence—once again you were proven wrong—you will be safe here.

You doubted it, but lately what you doubted of proved to be helpful to you. Capitano helped you off the horse and as he guided you thru the corridors of the Palace he kept a hand on your wrist, since it didn't restrict your bloodstream you found his touch soothing, the walls who felt like they were enclosing on you returning to their rightful place meters away from you. You had been reduced to such a shell of what you used to be that when you saw her, The Tsaritsa, you barely held back the instincts to run as you saw her sitting in such a delicate, silver chair with a white cup of tea on her hand, but when she looked at you her eyes were so, so understanding, filled with pity perhaps? The emotion you caught in them didn't sit right with you, you felt as if she had no right to judge you.

—You have lived for so long in fear, tell me, do you think that is fair?—the Tsaritsa asked, you started to dread the conversation—You, who has lived so long and loves humanity so much, has been forced to hide, to live like a rat.

You said nothing so you could think about the words she said, you didn't like sound of them, but she was right, even in the glory that your name carried the taste of it in your mouth was filled with the blood of humans.

—Do you not think I'm guilty?—you asked.

—I do not, you could not place them into eternal sleep, not with that weak heart of yours.

You moved to seat in front of her and filled one of the teacups with tea, then you took a long sip with closed eyes to savour the taste, the action masking the pain of your expression as you recounted the day that you had been framed and the madness that the next century was filled with as you couldn't stay in one place for more than a day without Celestia noticing. The Tsaritsa's words, although cold, were more soothing that she had expected, you had waited all of your life for someone to trust you and there she was, and an Archon no less.

—They will not know that you are here, I will make sure of that—she said, you smiled at her offer.

—Do you think yourself to be strong enough for that, Goddess of Love?—you questioned.

—I have done worse things—she answered.

—Yet chatting with a wanted God might be the worst mistake you could make, you know what happens to those who know of me.

—You are truly so pessimistic—she said, followed by a sigh—I give you my word, as an Archon and Goddess, that you will be safe here, is that enough?

Of course it wasn't, the only thing that would be enough is to get your innocence proven or destroy Celestia, both options were impossible. Your heart, once full of love, pained you as it withered but when you remembered the troops that waited for you to tell one of your sorties, when you held that old diary in your hands and when he not once gave up on you it was as if all of those years of suffering returned your heart to what it once was. You knew she was trying to cut a deal, and for once you didn't plan to escape from it.

—Since you are so adamant to keep me here there must be something you want—you speculated.

—There is, yes. Have you heard that someone is taking the Archons gnosis?

Anyone with a gram of divinity had heard of it despite all of the effort to keep the secret. One look was enough to know what she wanted and set your soul ablaze.

—Just that won't be enough and you know it, I wonder what other cards you have up your sleeve—you said, already knowing that she wanted you to be a part of her arsenal—I will help you, why not?

The Tsaritsa's expression remained calm, worthy of a leader, but you could read her better than anyone and with just a simple glance you could tell how hard she tried to keep a smile off her lips. You, on the other hand, expressed yourself without shame as a childish smile places itself on your lips, a crack so big in your facade of a stone cold god that it wouldn't be long before the walls surrounding your soul fell.

—I am happy you accepted my offer—she said, a subtle way to tell you to leave.

You left without looking back, Capitano walking right next to you as he showed the way back and only when you sat on the carriage without any more weight in your shoulders did you realize how tired you were, it wasn't just the physical side of it, but in an all encompassing way, the type of tired you feel after your body finally doesn't feel like it's trying to run from everything, or like your mind doesn't have to consider every aspect of every step you take and still you tried your hardest to push it away, you wanted to stay awake at least until you arrived to Capitano's residence but with the sway of the cabin and the warmth of it all it took was a long blink for you to doze off into sleep.

Capitano hadn't taken his eyes off of you for a second, from all of his years of combat his instincts could tell him everything about a person, from what they were thinking to how they were feeling and you seemed completely different. He remembered how the first time he saw you he felt as if he had seen a stray animal, afraid of their own shadow and ready to run at the slightest disturbance but he knew that deep down, under cobwebs, dirt and ashes there was a soft heart waiting to beat again without fear of being too loud, he finally looked away from you to look at the scenery behind the safety of the carriage, feeling as if he could see something in the distance like how someone thinks they have seen a shadow off the corner of their eyes, and deep in the darkness of the night he could see something, Capitano couldn't tell was it was but he knew it was something.

—At last—a voice without a body said.

Capitano's reasoning told him that the voice was simply a hallucination or the wind, but his very soul told him that it wasn't, that he heard something more ancient and deep than everything he had learned so far in his life, yet he didn't feel as if it carried any malice in it tone, so he chose to ignore it.

I have no idea what the header translate to but whatever it says it's probably canon. I'm sorry I took so long to publish this part but I'm finally done with exams!(for now) so I'll try my best to give you all good quality regular updates

Taglist: @slutaholic69 @nasidibakar @lemontum

#capitano x you #capitano x y/n #capitano x reader #capitano #fatui harbingers #genshin impact #genshin #the tsaritsa #il capitano

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Hi, Hagi! ☺️ Can you do a director’s commentary of your choice? ⭐⭐⭐

Hi! I'm sorry it took me so long. I decided to write about The Fall from the Heavens. ⭐⭐⭐

When I started this series, I knew that I wanted it to be longer than the others and what I wanted the main theme to be. The titular fall from the heavens is the children's collision with reality, the world and situations for which no one has prepared them.

Their heaven was the relationship they created with great difficulty just for themselves − it was important to me that the reader did not enter a world in which they immediately was close friends. I wanted to show the way children think, their naivety, innocence and ease of making rash decisions, the fact that they do not think about many things and take others for granted.

Their love is filled with idealism. As a child, Aemond does not know that having seven children is not easy, that his wife will have to experience the agony of difficult childbirth, which he has never witnessed, because it always happens behind closed doors. He thinks that taming dragons without riders will be easy, he plans it in his head like a hunting expedition.

His Rhaenys, on the other hand, is convinced that the adults around her know what they are doing. That her mother, when she is forbidden to see her uncle after he lost an eye, saying that he is tired, is right and it is the right thing to do − let him rest.

The clash between naivety and reality is painful and leaves them wounded and defenseless. Aemond locks himself in his mind, but his Rhaenys is unable to do so − she pours everything she feels into letters to him.

This is the only thing that saved them both from madness − while reading them, he still lived in the conviction that she had never forgotten him and, despite his rage, his hatred did not turn into what it became in Stay and love, leave and die.

That's why when they meet in King's Landing after all these years, everyone around them thinks there's going to be some incident − we know that Jace thinks their uncle simply despises them all.

He doesn't know yet about the hundreds of letters that Aemond had been reading for years and which, whether he wanted it or not, he kept deep in his heart. When they look at each other, only they both know it, and even though they would like it to be otherwise, they suffer at the sight of each other.

Aemond doesn't want to allow himself to think that seeing her again brings him any kind of contentment or satisfaction − he's excited and filled with emotions he doesn't know what to do with. When his niece comes to him, he uses passive aggression to push her away, knowing that if he doesn't, something in his mask will eventually crack and expose him to ridicule.

That's why when she kisses him, he doesn't push her away − he just accepts it with relief. Although they both believe that they have lost these years, thanks to her letters, they have never stopped missing each other, and what happens between them that night is their desperate, wordless attempt at reconciliation.

Even though Aemond never wrote her back, he had unknowingly proven to her then, though she didn't understand it at the time, that he had never stopped thinking of her as his future wife.

He unintentionally uses the phrase "− your husband will treat your body with a proper respect −" and thus reveals what he really thinks. He was her husband in his mind even when they were children. His first question after what they did was "Do you still want to marry me?" and he adds "− we will finally end these years of misery −".

He means his own misfortune, his own suffering, believing that she felt exactly the same.

All the while, bits of who he was was emerging from underneath the stone fortress he had created around himself, and that was my intention. Create characters who experience something inside themselves, who really feel, who really suffer. I wanted readers to believe they are truly in love.

Ask Game: Director Cut

#ask games #director cut #the fall from the heavens

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Okay I was sitting at work very innocently when I had a thought: theoretically, after Peter resurrects himself, do you think Derek would have let him live if Derek didn't need him against the kanima?

I'm torn. Derek is a sentimental person, but he didn't really have any visible hesitation in cutting Peter's throat the first time. Do you think Derek would just keep him at arms length, or take him out again?

this is a fantastic thought.

peter's death at the end of the first season was a perfect storm. derek was put in a no-win scenario by peter. he had to kill him.

it was personal because peter had killed laura for power but derek was willing to work with peter even though he murdered his sister. not happy about it but willing. but peter had proven himself dangerous to more than just the people involved with kate's conspiracy. he bit scott. attacked lydia and was generally terrorizing the community. as if peter wouldn't have come back for adrian harris at some point.

his shift had taken on a monstrous form showing what he was on the inside like we are later told in abomination.

i know when we talk about the episode title code breaker we are generally talking about kate. she broke the hunting code by killing innocent people but it's also peter. peter broke the code of the hales. they are supposed to protect beacon hills.

peter and kate in season 1 are different sides of the same coin. just as kate couldn't stop neither could peter no matter what either of them said. it was only going to keep escalating. their madness had to be stopped.

there's also derek knowing if scott killed peter he'd become an alpha. in no way is scott prepared for that level of power at that time. he struggles even when he does become an alpha when he has more experience and support.

also derek just didn't want scott to have to kill someone. he wanted to shield scott from that reality.

it's also so, so complicated between derek and peter. i think peter was pleased and proud it was derek that killed him in a perverse way. derek finally being pushed into what peter always wanted from him and it also preserved the alpha spark staying in the hale line.

now after his resurrection? peter isn't so lost in madness. he's more even keel in temperament. he is still manipulative and scheming but he's something derek recognizes and knows how to deal with. from derek's perspective it's almost normal and so long as peter behaves and makes himself useful than derek doesn't feel it's necessary to kill him. besides if he's close than derek can keep an eye on him at least.

peter knows all that though. he counts on it even. he knows as long as he fulfills the role of beloathed uncle and is just helpful enough, gives enough of his knowledge than derek will keep him close and that's protection.

there is no one left in the world with any semblance of sentimentality towards peter hale and he needs that.

he just doesn't want to acknowledge his own sentimentality. before cora's return and malia's entrance they are all that's left of their family.

peter grieved his family. still grieves them. their loss drove him mad. he helps derek retrieve talia's claws, he is happy cora's alive and is distressed and upset when she's ill and near death and he's greatly affected by learning about malia's existence. he tries in his own weird way to be a part of malia's life. i stand by that he regrets killing laura but felt it was necessary.

he could simply walk away and abandon derek but he doesn't to go do whatever it is peter does when he's not on screen. i think everything peter feels about derek can be summed up in his reaction to derek dying in smoke and mirrors. he has places to be, people to kill, schemes to wrap up and a large part of it is his fault but he's not unaffected.

after smoke and mirrors peter gets put in eichen. they don't kill him. which is the more cruel fate?

i think derek has already mourned peter more times than he cares to think about. he's mourned so many versions of peter already. lost and found peter so many times. would peter dying permanently be more than a gentle letting go? or would it hurt knowing that peter wouldn't come back even to haunt him one last time? i think if derek felt peter needed to be put down again he'd do it otherwise he lets it be. his beloathed uncle, the devil he knows, and the ghost he thinks he deserves.

#my blog #teen wolf #thoughts on teen wolf #peter hale #derek hale #peter and derek's weird ass highly complicated relationship

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❤️ Dean Being Love to Others ❤️

Season 1 Part 2

master post here (still being updated)

1.10 "Asylum": Immediately after Sam, while mind controlled by Dr. Ellicott, blasts Dean through a wall with a shotgun full of rock salt, says some big meanie things to him :( and then tries to shoot him in the head over and over... after knocking Sam out, Dean pats Sam on the shoulder and says, "Sorry Sammy" because he knows Sam's jaw is going to hurt when he wakes up jhvsdjvgjhsfdgj

1.11 "Scarecrow": Sam and Dean fight and part ways at the beginning of the episode. Dean could probably use help on the case, but he doesn't ask for it when they finally do call—he does the opposite when Sam asks if he's hinting he needs help. He says, "You gotta do your own thing. You gotta live your own life. You’ve always known what you want. And you go after it. You stand up to Dad. And you always have. Hell, I wish I—anyway….I admire that about you. I’m proud of you, Sammy." At the end of the episode, after Sam comes back, Dean also doesn't assume he'll stay and asks if he can drop him off anywhere. (Gifset)

1.12 "Faith": Dean struggles with believing Layla deserves to live far more than he does. He struggles both with his own "healing" being prioritized over hers, as well as having to stop the reaper so no one else gets hurt when Layla is the next to be healed.

1.13 "Route 666": DEAN WAS IN LOVE WITH CASSIE. HE WAS SO IN LOVE WITH HER THAT HE TOLD HER THE TRUTH. And even though he was hurt because of how they broke up, the moment she called and she needed his help, he jumped to go help her no questions asked, no hesitation.

1.14 "Nightmare" #1: When Max is about to shoot his step-mother, Dean steps between her and the gun and tells Max he has to go through him first.

1.14 "Nightmare #2: Throughout the episode, Dean does his best to reassure Sam that everything is going to be okay, that his visions do not scare Dean, that he is not going to turn into a monster. This culminates in, at the end of the episode, Dean telling Sam nothing bad is going to happen to him as long as Dean is around. Dean won't let it.

1.16 "Shadow": Dean lets go of what he personally wants, which is him, Sam, and John all together, and advocates for himself and Sam to separate from John because he believes that they'll be a liability (I also think he's incorrect but I do think it's still an example of him being selfless).

1.18 "Something Wicked" #1: Dean crouches down to be at eye level with Michael when he sees him upset. He tells Michael that it is not his fault that his brother got sick when Michael blames himself.

1.18 "Something Wicked" #2: Dean drives Michael's mom to the hospital because he recognizes she's in no condition to drive.

1.18 "Something Wicked" #3: Dean checks in with Michael again right before the plan to catch the Shtriga, and tells him, "Michael, you sure you wanna do this? You don't have to, it's ok, I won't be mad."

1.18 "Something Wicked" #4: There are multiple small examples of the contrast of a child's innocence and Dean's lack of innocence in childhood, and kid Dean makes the decision from childhood through the present to not resent Sam for having that innocence but to try and protect that innocence. And even as an adult, when Sam says, "Sometimes I wish I could have [the innocence of not knowing what's out there]", Dean replies, "If it means anything, sometimes I wish you could too"—saying nothing of his own stolen childhood.

1.19 "Provenance": Dean is worried about Sam losing himself in research and not pursuing relationships (like with Sarah Blake) because of Jess. He tells Sam as gently as he can that he thinks Jess would want Sam to be happy.

1.21 "Salvation" #1: Sam begins to say that Mary and Jess's deaths are all his fault and that he has to fix it. Dean tells him fiercely that it is not his fault and that fixing it is a "we" problem.

1.21 "Salvation" #2: Dean holds Sam back from running into a building burning to the ground (which would instantly kill him) to try and reach the demon.

1.21 "Salvation" #3: When Sam throws him up against a wall, instead of matching Sam's rage, Dean speaks to him gently or calmly and is able to get through to him.

1.21 "Salvation" #4: Dean asks John to promise him that he'll get out if things go sideways with tricking Meg.

1.22 "Devil's Trap" #1: Dean says that if finding the demon means John or Sam getting themselves killed for revenge, he hopes they never find it.

1.22 "Devil's Trap" #2: Dean brings The Colt in secret when they go to save John even though he knows John would be furious, then uses it to save Sam's life.

1.22 "Devil's Trap" #3: Dean says he's actually scared of what he's capable of doing to protect Sam and John.

1.22 "Devil's Trap" #4: Dean is badly hurt and bleeding out after being attacked by Yellow Eyes, but begs Sam to check on John and see if he's okay.

#pk rewatches spn number ?#dean the narrative heart #the one who cares #1.10 #1.11 #1.12 #1.13 #1.14 #1.16 #1.18 #1.19 #1.21 #1.22 #season 1

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The Punishment

A/N: Hey guys! So here's my first ever fanfic. I'm not that confident but hope you'll like it.

Chapter 1

It's been 3 months since Hannah was found and the truth about Man Without A Face was revealed. It was Richy all along. Fortunately, he was saved from the mine though he suffered injuries. He stayed at the hospital for a month but once he fully recovered, he was arrested for the crime that he did. Hannah also had to stay in the hospital because of her mental health but she is recovering now and she is going through therapy. At first, the group did not took well the truth that it was Richy's doing especially Jessy. They were so mad about the things that he did but after Richy explained his side, they gave him a chance and forgave him. They visit Richy in jail from time to time and promised him that once he is free, he still has friends to come back to. MC also learned to forgive Richy, she was so hurt about what he did but she understood why he had to do it. Phil was released from jail beacuse it was proven that he is innocent. Jake is no longer wanted by the government. Though the FBI successfully arrested him in the mine, he was able to make a deal with them and he is now working for them. Of course MC was so happy. Jake no longer has to run and hide so now they have a chance to be together. But the problem is, they never really admitted what they feel about each other. Yes, they both showed how they are important to each other during the investigation but never said if it is love. Though MC was sure that she loves Jake, she's not really sure if he feels the same way. MC is now living in Duskwood as well as Jake. MC is staying in an apartment and was able to find a work from home job. As for Jake, he is now staying with Lilly at her apartment temporarily until he finds his own place. They already met in person and go out alone together or with the group from time to time but nothing really progressed yet on their relationship. MC just let it be hoping that as they keep seeing each other, it will eventually happen that they will finally admit how they really feel.

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Jessy and MC are having a girls night at Jessy's apartment. They are watching a movie and talking about random things when Jessy suddenly asked MC.

Jessy: So MC, tell me. How are you and Jake?

MC: We're fine. We're friends for now, I guess?

Jessy: Friends? But I thought you have a thing for each other.

MC: Well, I know how I feel about him. You know, I've fallen in love with him even before I saw him but I never had the chance to tell him. As for him, I am not sure if he feels the same way but he made me feel that I am so important to him during the investigation.

Jessy: So what's your plan now?

MC: Plan for what?

Jessy: About the two of you?

MC: I don't know actually. I think I'll just keep it this way and maybe, things will fall into place eventually.

Jessy: Since the two of you are not really together, is it ok if I shoot my chance with Jake? ( she asked MC jokingly ).

MC: Haha. Do whatever you want Jessy. Like you said we're not together. ( she said sarcastically )

Jessy: Relax, I'm just joking.

MC: I know.

Yes maybe Jessy was joking, but she's actually bothered about what she said. She just shrugged it off and they continue with their movie marathon until they both fell asleep.

Chapter 2 soon

#duskwood #duskwood everbyte #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood fanfic #duskwood jake #duskwood mc #jake x mc #jake donfort #everbyte game

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cellard0ors · 2 years

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Hackearney Soulmates AU

(Just putting notes, because I'm already writing a lot of wips for this pair)

--Unique markings appear on your skin when your soulmate is born - some people are born with marks, some don't receive them until they're older, but usually it's common to get them long before you turn 15.

--Travis turns 20 and still has no marks. His mother thinks he's disgusting. His father is disappointed, but says not everyone gets marks - it's nothing to be ashamed of (but it seems like he is, on top of the disappointment)

--Chris and Bobby are the most supportive, both of them already having their marks though doesn't help Travis's mood.

--On the morning of his 34 birthday, Travis discovers markings all up and down his forearms - he's livid, he thinks his mother has been proven right, he's a disgusting monster! How can his soulmate have just been born?

--Travis vows to never, EVER search for his soulmate, no matter what because he won't ruin someone's life when there's such a monumental age gap.

--Laura was born with her marks on her midriff. She's not ashamed of them and shows them off proudly, hoping to one day find the person she's meant for.

--But as time wears on and Laura has no luck finding her soulmate, she decides maybe the whole thing is just bullshit. There ARE a LOT of people out there who try and defy their markings, Laura decides to become one of them.

--Max hasn't found his partner yet, they're friends - she'll date him, why not? Max reluctantly agrees and they date - they're okay together, even happy sometimes, but it never feels right.

--They go to the camp one night early, as per game, and when Laura gets out of the car - her markings showing, Travis is FURIOUS. He knew there was something about this girl the moment he saw her, but for HER to be his soulmate?! To have come across his path so innocently?! Infuriating!

--Max and Laura still defy Travis, still end up locked up. Laura feels this weird attachment to Travis she can't explain, but she's also still mad at him because - hey, this weird creep ass cop has kidnapped her and her boyfriend!

--Travis is thankful his shirt is long sleeved, so Laura can't see his matching markings. He does NOT like Max. Natural instinct or just the fact he's a doof, Travis can't be sure - probably both.

--The more time Travis and Laura spend around one another, the stronger their bond grows - to the point where the markings are actually starting to hurt.

--Laura doesn't fake her illness, actually falling to the ground in pain and Travis goes to check on her, nothing helps, and he knows nothing will help unless he bares his forearms, so he does - pressing his markings against hers.

--The pain goes away instantly, but now Laura knows.

--She knows and she is FURIOUS. He saw her markings! He knew! He knew he was her soulmate, but kept his mouth shut and why didn't he look for her earlier and so on and so forth and they fight while Max just sits in his cell, feeling awkward as all get out.

-- Travis lets Laura fall him out of her cell, gives her some coffee, and finally confesses to all of it - the marking, the werewolves - the general shittyness of life and why he never wanted her to get mixed up in it.

--Laura tells him she's a big enough girl to make her own decision, thank you very much, and she's going to help him now even though he doesn't deserve it and then she's going to leave.

--Max stays locked up for his own protection for now as Travis and Laura hunt Silas - poor Max...

--Cue lots of Travis and Laura trying to fight their inherent pull towards one another while also looking for the monster that they need to ice in order to cure everyone.

--Sexiness somewhere idk (my brain failing in sexy department right now! 😭)

--They find and kill Silas - everyone cured!

--Max is straight up out of this bitch! He wants to find his soulmate - always kind of did, but was too attached to Laura and felt a bit sorry for her, so he didn't leave - now he's out, no problem.

--Laura swears she's out too, but she doesn't get far before she realizes that she won't let Travis off the hook that easy - he's her soulmate, goddamn it, whether he likes it or not - age difference be damned - that's her man and she's going to have him.

--Travis realizing there's not much he can do to stop a determined Laura, especially when he doesn't really want to.

--Cue happy ending.

(You all think of cute add ons, sexy add ons, complicated add ons, let a lady know!)

#hackearney #travis x laura #my writing #i've never done a soulmates au before and thought of this recently

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justiceamberheard · 2 years

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Depp won get over it eve. We know you make fake accounts or could be Michele. Also manson will win. He's innocent btw. Be mad. Stay mad. You guys sharing the same shit won't help. Amber won't win her appeal. She's a proven liar she admitted it. You guys are sooo blind by your queen . Who's prob don't give a damn about you. Also for evan.... we've known the facts. She's a fraud just like amber . #JUSTICEFORMANSON #MARILYNMANSONINNOCENT #AMBERHEARDISALIAR #AMBERHEARDISAMBUSER #JOHNNYDEPPWONSTAYMAD Also we stand behind Angelina too. But evan and amber are frauds. So Stay mad all of you. We keep winning. It won't change a damn thing.

sounds like you're the one who is mad. seek help ;)

#anti ask

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epickiya722 · 1 year

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REACTIONS TO EPISODE 12 - THREADS OF HOPE

We're halfway there, folks!

The usual, jokes, guesses, pictures, fangirling over characters.

LAST EPISODE'S REACTIONS

Getting a recap, huh? You know since it is the halfway mark of the season!

Oooh, but why did they have to remind me about Crust?

Izuku sits like me. That has nothing to do with anything, but I sit just like that... has he ever actually criss-cross applesauce? Like, he sits like that a lot.

I'm sorry, I just be noticing things...

Okay, Best Jeanist! Man's coming from the plane with the fibers!! Let's go!!

Imagine being Dabi. Like you just told Japan that Hawks killed Best Jeanist and then not even an hour after the video has been up, you see Best Jeanist coming at you. You unintentionally got proven to be lying about some details. You know how mad I would be?

"I just told everybody..." and see? You should just spilled your own damn business. You should have just expose Endeavor. It would have had the same effect... maybe... I don't know!

Present Mic coming in with the quirk narration! He got a lot of roles in this story...

Aw, Bakugou does care!

"That body was real." You know what, and I thought about this a lot, has anyone in this story realizes that because of how evolved the world has become that anything is possible? Like... it didn't occur to Dabi that maybe Best Jeanist's death could have been faked?

Oooh, love the fire!!

I'M SORRY, the fact that Spinner thought to BITE Tomura to wake him will always be funny to me. 🤣🤣🤣 Especially, when Nejire comes and it's "NO, NO, CRAP! AYO WAKE UP!!"

DABI, WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO NEJIRE-CHAN?! WHY?! FIGHT ME!!

Okay, but clap it up for that scream! Yuki Kaji, always serving with his voice acting!

Also Hiro Shimono for Dabi's laughter!! King!!

Looking like some fire demon...

Aw shit, he's waking up.

WAIT!! BURNIN CAN ALSO MAKE WEAPONS LIKE THAT OUT OF HER HAIR?! OMG!!

OH! OH! HE'S COMING!! I KNOW WHO IS MAKING A COMEBACK AND...

HE'S HERE!!! AAAAAAHHH!!! THE ONE, THE ONLY, LEMILLION!!!! 💛💛💛💛

Isn't that that worm from Men in Black 2?

As much as Dabi can hate Endeavor, which is justified, him putting his siblings in danger is just... maybe because I am an eldest sibling that I feel this way. I can hate my parents all I want but using my siblings who are innocent and victims just like me to hurt my parents? Could not be me.

"I don't feel a thing anymore." You. Are. A. Liar!!! Because if you didn't you wouldn't have cared about Twice dying and so on! Nice try!

AND ENDEAVOR JUST STANDING THERE!!

THANK YOU, LEMILLION FOR COMING IN CLUTCH!!! BEST BOY!!! 💛💛💛🌟🌟🌟

I'M SO GLAD BEST JEANIST & LEMILLION GOT IT THIS TIME! THEY DESERVE IT FOR THIS EPISODE!

Mirio is like "nah, fam, six months is too long for me, I'm going to help and you will not stop me".

Aaaw, Eri! And her little cute determined face! Wanting to help out big bro Mirio! Making that my wallpaper!

"That is the reason I started training." Y'all, I am crying! How can someone be so precious?!

OKAY, MY BOY BAKUGOU!!! COMING IN WITH THE NEW SPARKS!!!

HE'S GONNA SAY IT!! HE'S GONNA SAY IT!!

"GREAT EXPLOSION MURDER GOD DYNAMIGHT!!!" HE SAID IT!!!!

Spinner and Mr. Compress, I know you're not calling his name cringy. One, that is a child. Two, one of you decided POLKA DOTS was a fabulous idea of a villain outfit and the other decided to wear a top hat. Also, kinda of responsible for Midnight, so... shush! SHUSH IT!!! I like you both, but shush it, damn it!

That exchange between Bakugou and Mirio. Ha, never change, boys. 😆

I know that's his big brother, but I would not let him hug me after he had made it aware he wants to kill me.

"You're the pitiful one." That is just like a younger sibling. I would know.

BLACKWHIP: FROPPY STYLE!!

"Stay out of our family affair." This is the same guy who just blasted his family business on air. That is hilarious! 🤣

Actually, you know what, Izuku was already in the family business because of Shoto. That is also funny. Like Dabi, my guy, too late. He's already on the Christmas card.

"Todoroki is a precious friend!" STOP PLUCKING AT MY HEARTSTRINGS!! 💚

IT'S DANGER SENSE!!!

FINALLY HE DOES SOMETHING!!

FINALLY HE PASSES OUT!!! SEE, THE SEDATIVE DID WORK!! THANK YOU, HERO STUDENTS!! AND MT. LADY!

*shows Miruko* 😭😭😭😫😫😫 Like that? I don't wanna see it again...

Did she have a splinter in her... now who drew that?

DID THEY HAVE TO SHOW MIDNIGHT?!

I love that Iida calls Bakugou by his full hero name. That's the class rep... THAT WE LOVE!!

"How could you get yourself defeated?" I mean, man's got jumped.

THEY DIDN'T HAVE TO PUT THAT SPINNER FACE!

OH, IT'S MR. COMPRESS' TIME TO SHINE NEXT EPISODE?! LET'S GO!

Okay, but let's applaud Best Jeanist for coming in because the guy was really holding up while missing... I forgot which organ, so no wonder he was bleeding out!

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padfootastic · 2 years

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Sirius claims that he overheard other Azkaban inmates speaking of Peter, so the other Death Eaters blamed him for Voldemort’s fall, and that’s why Sirius and Remus believed Peter stayed a rat for so many years, he was afraid of free Death Eaters harming him but Peter also said he knew Sirius would escape somehow, so it’s really up to the reader to decide who to believe on this; maybe it was both.

Also, James might’ve been up in the afterlife encouraging Sirius and Remus to kill Peter since Peter got Lily killed, framed James’s Sirius for James’s murder like Sirius was ever capable of thinking of harming James, and led to Harry living with the Dursleys. James and Lily were getting ready to square up in the afterlife only to get monumentally disappointed that Peter wasn’t going to die yet.

see, i’m combining these because both of them have a james in the afterlife scene, even if they’re on two different ends of the spectrum and i just wanna say i love both possibilities.

no. 1, of course, i love because it’s protective james + someone getting mad on sirius’ behalf. also there’s an element of subversion where the morally black & white guy is advocating for murder and that appeals to me. quite a bit. it’s also a bit funny if u imagine harry saying ‘dad wouldn’t want this’ while james is screaming ‘NO NO NO! I DO WANT THIS DAMMIT’ in the afterlife as he looks on at this train wreck. also, lily & james have been preparing all year to welcome peter when he gets there bc they were so sure that it’d happen. sirius literally escaped azkaban and this would at least be one part of his plan, right? so they come up with all sorts of creative ideas, rope in others for the execution, and sit their asses down in anticipation. finally, d-day is here, they’re so eager they can’t think straight and bam! murder-blocked by their own son. betrayal.

no. 2 is funny from a mom friend!james perspective. sure, deep down, he wants revenge for himself and his family. he hates that peter’s actions had dire consequences for sirius and harry but at the same time, what harry said. he doesn’t want his friends to become murderers. not fully bc of moral/ethical reasons (i think james can accept the darker side of his friends if required) but bc of the logistical issues of it. his priority rn is harry’s well being & sirius’ innocence being proven (and i guess remus getting a better life but meh. see if i care). neither of those will be accomplished by peter being murdered. in fact, it will be actively detrimental to the latter.

he’s also probably stressed as fuck due to the utter chaos that’s being spread. there’s limbs being broken, shouting & shrieking everywhere, secrets are exposed mercilessly & sirius still hasn’t explained a single thing. harry is looking at his godfather with mistrust and rage and it was never, ever supposed to be that way. on top of all this, severus fkn snape has to make an appearance bc when has he ever been able to resist sticking his leg into others business? it’s too much, too fast, and none of it seems like it’ll end well and it’s giving him a stress ulcer up there in the afterlife where he’s supposed to be chilling & not feeling any humane emotions. but oh well. when has james potter ever listened to stuff like that? so yeah. i can see him fully panicking as well.

#sirius black #james potter #harry potter #lily evans #re: why peter stayed a rat. hmmm that’s acceptable i think. i’ll go with readers discretion #and argue it was a healthy fear of sirius black that made him stay a rat for so long #bc he knew firsthand how protective s was of j and h #and both of these situations are really good actually #comedic potential of homicidal jily vs mother hen james #can’t even choose between the two lol #i love how central sirius is to both these tho #like of course he’ll be james’ priority (right after harry)#is there even any doubts re that?#pen’s asks

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algumaideia · 2 years

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More messy thoughts about Nico

More stuff about Nico because I'm still mad at Riordan.

In the end of every book of pjo Nico is a different character than he was in the beginning. The most drastic change is in the Titans Curse, where he went from a excited innocent boy to an angry kid suffering greatly with grieve.

In battle of labyrinth, Nico learned to accept the death of his sister and his anger went away. He was still a lonely boy, he was still sad and lost in the world, but he was also getting wiser. He saw how bad Kronos side was and decided to help Percy. He also had just left an abusive relationship.

In the last olympian we see Nico then deciding to not be lonely. I think what better encapsulates his feelings is this quote:

“You’re just as much of an outcast as I am!” Nico yelled. “Stop being angry about it and do somethinghelpful for once. That’s the only way they’ll respect you!”

That is what Nico tried to do during the entire book, be helpful. He wanted to prove himself. He didn't want to be lonely anymore. Percy said in the end of the book that Nico proved himself. Nico decided to be at chb, to build his own cabin. We see him with Percy and Annabeth going to find Rachel. He was there with the main characters, present in such an important event, he found friends.

I mean look at this scene in battle of labyrinth:

Then Annabeth put her hand on his shoulder. “Nico,” she said. “Please.” Slowly, his expression softened. “All right,” he said reluctantly. “For you. but I’m not staying.”

They built a relationship, a friendship!

It was not like everything was perfect, sure, but he was decided to try.

But then in hoo Rick brought the anger again, the loneliness again, people being uncomfortable with him again but this time it was way way worse then in pjo.

Nico had to go through a arc to learn to open to people again, and I don't know it was like his character changed. Maybe it was because Riordan forgot all his development, and I know he also passed through a lot of trauma, yeah but in pjo his character was going to a happy ending... but now?

hoo is like trauma and sad nico. We have him getting better than in tower of nero it is sad nico again and now he is going to the tartarus. I feel like being traumatized and sad has defined his character. And sometimes it feels like he is a caricature of himself.

Like he saying his favorite place is the underworld, or how he doesn't like the sunlight, he being so antagonistic to affection. I cannot imagine pjo Nico doing it you know? I feel like his character didn't continue to develop naturally.

I think that his arc in hoo could have been about him learning that he doesn't need to prove himself. He doesn't need to be super helpful, go to those crazy side quests, do dangerous shit, go to places to gather information. He doesn't need to do any of those things, because he is already accepted.

And if infuriets me how he needed to prove himself again.

“Nico had proven himself in other ways. He’d kept the camps’ secrets for the best of reasons, because he feared a war. He had plunged into Tartarus alone, voluntarily, to find the Doors of Death. He’d been captured and imprisoned by giants. He had led the crew of the Argo II into the House of Hades…and now he had accepted yet another terrible quest: raking himself to haul the Athene Parthenos back to Camp Half-Blood.”

Also that whole thing of Percy not trusting him?? When in the end of the last olympian they had already solved it??

It is frustating to see that he could have been a happier character but he wasn't and for what?

Other thing is that Nico did so many dangerous things alone and he continued to do so until toa, and well hoo could have been his chance to learn to not do so? He was 10 years old when he was homeless in the world and first started this thing of going to places and doing shady stuff to gather information. This helped him to stay lonely, this put him in danger, this wasn't good for his mental health. So, maybe in hoo he could have worked on that?

But on the other hand I know that big part of his character is that he knows everything and everyone basically. So maybe he could continue to do that, but in a way that didn't mean he was lonely and perpetuated his loneliness?

I also don't like how his trauma was treated. I think it could have been about his lonelines and his abandonment issues especially when we have this line:

“Thank you,” Nico rasped. His eyes darted nervously around the group. “I’d given up hope.”

Like yeah he could have been angry and stuff, but make anger an integral part of his character again when he had his arc on battle of labyrinth makes his character arc on the book feel so redundant. Why have that if it was for no use?

Other thing that could have been explored is how Nico is gentle and empathetic, and has strong morals and sense of right and wrong, and how this makes him view death.

Again battle of labyrinth had him say that revenge was bad and well he learned his lesson with Minos as well. But he is not against killing people. He said to Kronos he would be happy with his death. He sees death, killing in a different light and I would like to have it explored.

And more of his silent kindness!!!

How he was the only one to talk with Hestia! How he was always respectful! I don't know how to explain it but I feel like in so many of his lines he says stuff with such gentleness, you can feel it behind his words.

“I will treat them with respect,” Nico said.

That is his reaction after Minos tried really hard to dehumazine all the ghosts, make them look like some sort of beasts, incapable of feeling, useless.

And about him plus talking about death.

Nico nodded slowly. “He’s dying. He should have died long ago. This…this is more like a memory.“

Here Nico is being so honest, talking about death. He is the only one that talks about it in the books basically. Everyone is so bothered by it, but Nico talks. He is honest about this fact of life. He doesn't necessarily treat it as something bad, but just as something that will or could happen.

And here even though Nico is not making thigns easier to digest to Grover, but he was not cruel. He is simply explaining things.

He makes people confront the fact that death is present not to be mean, not because he is a weird emo who doesn't now how to talk to people, but simply to warn people.

That is what Nico does a lot of times in the books, he delivers information, he helps people know what is going.

He is so kind.

#nico di angelo #nico di angelo analysis #rick riordan critical

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