#Show 'Em What I've Got...~ 💕

[an-ithacan-princess]

"Hm? Oh, um, hello there. My name is Kaliza, Princess of Ithaca. My mentor is Athena, and my brother is Telemachus. I've been trained in combat, and some I have taught myself. Not surprising for a daughter of a Spartan Queen, is it? Hah..."

Age?: "18 and a half."

Pronouns?: "She/her, my mod is as well."

Sexually Attracted To?: "Males, usually taller and a bit older than me..."

Relationships?: "Here's a list, I guess:"

<Tag List, Ask To Be Added Or Removed, There Can Be Multiple of Every Main Characters,>

Telemachus - {untagged} "My older brother."

Telemache - @the-not-daughter-in-question "My... Brother, but, as a sister, I'm pretty sure?"

Penelope - @ithacas-queen "My mother."

Odysseus - @odysseusofithicaofficial , @travelerofithaca "My father, whom... Doesn't even know I exist, most likely."

Any Suitors - @/manipulate-and-c4lm-voic3, "The stupid suitors..."

Athena - {untagged} "My mentor, whom I sort of see as another parent..."

Hermes - @/its-a-little-bit-dangerous "My uncle, I think? That or a grandfather of sorts..."

Astaria/Amphirite - @astaria-the-nymph/ @amphitrite-of-the-ocean A really nice Naiad Nymph." <IS NOW A AMPHIRITE ACCOUNT>

Coco - @ithacas-baker "The royal baker."

Maggie - @the-multi-talented-girl "Another one of my sisters. I'm starting to question how many I have?"

Likes?: "Silence, but it's rare to get that anymore... Training, spending time with my mom or brother... There's more, too."

Dislikes: "The suitors, obviously... Chaos, too much fighting or arguing, people belittling me or Telemachus... There's more for these as well."

(OOC undercut)

Hello! Mod here! I have too many roleplay accounts by now, but like, I have nothing better to do lol.

Dividers

Here's the faceclaim, hairclaim, eyeclaim, and outfitclaim of Kaliza (in order from mention):

Note: This is IF Telemachus had a sister in EPIC! She was most likely born a few months after Odysseus left for war (in this universe.). Don't take this as all canon!

Tags:

" The Princess Attends. 👑 " — In-character Asks and Interactions/Posts.

" Mod Of The Royal. 👋 " — OCC Asks and Interactions/Posts.

" Show 'Em What I've Got...~ 💕 " — Romantic Interactions.

" We've Got This-You've Got This! 🫂 " — Fluff/Comfort Interactions.

" Running With The Wolves... 🗡️ " — Trauma/Angst/Violence Interactions.

" Do You Think We'll Be Fine? 🎶 " — Telemachus, Penelope, and Odysseus Interactions.

" What Cocky Jerks... 🐺 " — Suitor Interactions

" The Gods Have Visited? 🔱 " — God/Goddess Interactions.

Rules:

No godmodding.

Be respectful out of RP.

No NSFW, please! I'm a minor! I'm fine with kissing, flirting, and a few suggestive things.

DNI if you are: racist, sexist, disrespectful to rights of genders, etc. Please tell me if I am interacting with someone along these sorts of lines, and I will report and block them right away.

Other Accounts:

@s7nnydrop-flower (main.)

@helna-the-star-of-light (Goddess OC EPIC)

@lore-and-roleplay-blog (lore.)

@frieda-dear-of-aphrodite (daughter of Aphrodite PJO.)

@antinous-is-alive (Antinous and Ianthe EPIC)

@its-a-little-bit-dangerous (Hermes EPIC)

@lyre-player-of-the-sun (Apollo EPIC)

@prophet-with-the-answers (Tiresias EPIC)

@you-can-r3lax-my-fr3ind (Polites EPIC)

@lil-cel-saku-esso-yuu-and-reza (Zelda TotK and BotW OCs)

Asks are always open, have fun! Once again, no NSFW!

@glisten-the-mirror-and-others (Glisten and Dandy's World OCs)

@the-hamilton-war-women (Hamilton OCs)

[devilart2199-aibi]

I know I already said this prior to you, but I adore your Stunticon designs so much and feel an absolute rush of joy when I see you post art of any of them. I yearn for more information on your AU versions of them, and what happens to them all when they get to earth.

Where does Dead End go when he helps Breakdown, where do Motormaster, Drag Strip and Wildrider go after the split up in the team and how do they all handle it? They're all connected through the gestalt bond, which makes a gestalt closer than any other cybertronians, and how do they handle Motormaster hurting Breakdown, and then losing two of their own?

Does Motormaster ever regret what he did to Breakdown?

Thank you again! Hearing your interest in my AU really does make me so happy!! 🥺💕 So feel free to ask away! I've been pretty busy recently so I haven't had any time to work on the au sadly. But let's answer some questions now! With some drawings!! >:3

Also long post warning! !

"Where does Dead End go when he helps Breakdown?"

In short, undecided atm! But this is what happened if he was planning to leave with Breakdown:

Dead End and Breakdown agreed on a meeting spot a bit outside the Stunticons base. But when Breakdown doesn't show up for a long while, Dead End figured he got cold feet and began heading back to base only to get a coms transmission from MotorMaster telling him to meet up with Dragstrip and Wild Rider who are currently in pursuit of Breakdown!

Dead End would be wayyyy behind the others and only end up catching a glimpse of Breakdown and Knockout being apprehended by the Autobots, the other Stunticons long gone.

Dead End wasn't really sure what he would do now. It seemed like the others didn't know he wanted out like Breakdown. But what if they did? Does he risk it and go back? What was he going to do if the plan had gone smoothly even?

Well... he hadn't really got that far. He just knew he was tired, and Breakdown suggested an out. But joining another group of hot-headed 'Cons? Really?? He needed something different... maybe just... roaming around earth would be fun? It definitely has to be calmer than anything he's experienced the past few Megacycles.

For Dead End, since I wasn't sure if I would have him leave with Breakdown or not, I hadn't chose a story for him yet, though i did have a few ideas in mind.

"Where do MotorMaster, Dragstrip and Wild Rider go after the split up in the team and how do they handle it?"

They probably wouldn't go far, maybe just relocate their base. The remaining team would stick together for the most part. They're still the Stunticons, just... less.

MotorMaster would become hell-bent on getting the two back one way or another... or maybe even making them pay for such treachery to their team.

"How do they handle MotorMaster hurting Breakdown, and then losing two of their own?"

They were used to MM's intimidation techniques to get them back in line, but nothing like this. Sure he'd give 'em a good toss, smack or yelling at, but this, this was something else.

For Dragstrip he'd think to himself "What did Breakdown think would happen if he told MM him off and ditched the team? What a fool" as a kind of way to make sense of the situation. He'd definitely stand a bit further from MM than before.

As for Wild Rider, he loved a good fight. Heck he didn't mind killing a few bots! But never each other. He got an uneasy feeling from the whole thing.

For Dead End, they always remember him voicing his annoyance and tiredness with everything, but they never actually thought he'd do anything about it.

"Does MotorMaster ever regret what he did to Breakdown?"

Sadly not. He probably only regrets not being able to see Breakdown's desire to leave sooner. Not that he'd know what he'd do then.

And I think that was it? Thanks again for the questions and curiosity towards my au!! :3

[mothiepillie]

Reopening my ask box, but for now on I will block people for any rude comments that come into them. If it keeps happening, I will turn the anonymous off and still block you. Let's make my blog fun for everybody, not a place to rage bait me cuz I don't get fooled easily with that childish shit.

I'll answer any questions about these things:

My Decepticon Prowl AU (pleasepleaseplease love y'all)

My OCs!! Or ask them directly and I'll do a lil doodle response

Ask me about ships! I'll give my honest opinion, I don't discriminate (and don't come at me cuz I'll delete your comment and block you 💕)

Ask me about anything else that's not transformers. I like a lot of things so ask away! Nothing personal of course...

Give me music suggestions! I LOVE music, so drop a name and album, I'll listen and give my full opinion! Or ask me about what kind of music I like that isn't in my meet the artist pinned page

Ask me about some freaky ass shit, and I'll put it on my Bluesky if I like it enough! (No minors of course, will still block no hesitation ❤️) I like to keep my nsfw stuff separate from here but I will advertise a censored version on my Tumblr, trust me I won't flash bang y'all with freaky ahh doodles on here. Most of y'all are brave but I'll stick to separating my stuff, thanks 🙏

Ask me about other characters that aren't my blorbos!

Ask me about what other shows i like! Or if I've watched certain shows

I also will answer some freaky questions too so ask away about what I can and can't do and my opinion on certain kinks or whatever, I'm very open to a lot of things so hit me.

Surprise me, keep it positive, I love you guys so much 💕

Send me funny shit like memes or stupid shit that happened to you today or send me news that you're super excited for and can't wait to tell anyone! Whether it's about a movie, a package coming in or you got a new pet; WHATEVER!! Spill the beans in my ask box, it's up to you!

If y'all need tips on some things, lemme know! I can try the best I can but I'm not the best teacher, fire away!

Ask me about my transformers figurines! I got quite a handful so ask em about my favorites and which ones I got! Even ones that I look forward to getting and new ones I don't know about or if I know certain ones!

Ask me about my art! I like spewing about it so lemme know whatchu think! I'm not the best artist, I don't consider my art the best either. It looks like chicken scratch but I do it because I enjoy doodling.

I'm very lenient on a lot of topics so please don't hesitate to come to me about ANYTHING!! I want y'all to feel comfortable and open with me, I respect your boundaries as you respect mine.

And please, if you have a bad day and want to blow off some steam, go ahead and vent in my ask box anonymously. I'm not good with my words but I don't want you to struggle alone. I'll try my best to say something positive because I go through struggles too and understand completely.

I will reply to each and everyone of your responses, I won't leave anyone out since it feels rude to me and I don't want you to feel left out. Unless you were rude to me first, then it's bye-bye to you 😘.

LOVE YALL!! ASK AWAYYYYY!!!

[theyearningghoul]

First Fanfic Lines

Finally got a chance to do this. Tagged by the cool cat @guacamolleee, thank you my friend!!! 🥰❤️😘💕

Post the first line of the last ten fics (or fic chapters, your choice) you've posted!

I've only ever posted the one fanfic so I gotta do chapters 🙈💕 This once again shows me that my sentences/lines are long as hell.

All taken from Immortally Yours

Chapter 5 - Tell It To The Bees

As she raided the eclectic rations inside the larder in an attempt to scrape together some semblance of a meal, Rook was beginning to understand why being drawn and quartered was such an effective method of execution.

Chapter 8 - Strange Bedfellows

Mags wouldn’t say that she’d been avoiding him over the past couple of weeks… but she hadn’t exactly gone out of her way to see much of Emmrich, either—aside from the brief, longing glances they sparsely shared within the Lighthouse.

Chapter 9 - The Hallway Reunion

“I should hate to lose your company while I’m still mortal.”  It was that blasted sentence, that shared sentiment, that constantly tugged at the shirtsleeves of Magdalena’s mind like a tenacious beggar, rudely wrenching her attention away from all of the important matters that needed attending to.

Chapter 10 - Soft, Sweet, and Unfamiliar

Magdalena had never been courted. She had never known blushing advances or giggled shows of affection—pleasures of the flesh had never been soft or sweet. Not for her. But even with her inexperience, she doubted that the early stages of most relationships felt like this.

Chapter 12 - The Intimacy of Sharing

If someone had asked Magdalena what the word intimacy meant a year ago—or even just a few short weeks ago—her answer would have been vastly different from what it was now. 

Chapter 13 - Rich in Love

The coconuts were scraped clean, their husks strewn about the cluttered kitchen workstation. They'd been supplied by Taash from Rivain; the recipe that they had requested for this evening had also been supplied by Taash, also from Rivain.

Chapter 14 - Take a Breath, Consider the Flowers

Things were moving very quickly now; Rook could feel it. There was an amorphous, looming anticipation that sullied the air, and if she listened close enough, she swore she could hear all of the pieces falling into place.

Chapter 15 - From Thine Interment, an Eternal Garden

Though her body was thrumming with wild and untethered fear, Magdalena still could not stifle the trepid, beaming smile that overtook her face. She was so, so proud.

Chapter 16 - Provocation Undying

“Oh, Em!”  Magdalena caught the necromancer just as he was heading to his lab, and he swung around to face her with a cute look of surprise, brows raised and eyes wide.

Chapter 17 - Immortally Yours

Darkspawn, blood magic, power hungry tyrants, ancient elvhen pricks who could move the fucking sun—Rook was more than sick and tired of it all.

This was very fun and it solidified the fact that I never know how to open chapters LOL

Taggin' some buds, do this if y'all wanna! 🥰❤️ Such a fun look into various works/chapters

@redheadsramblings @thequeenofthewinter @caughtnyact @velvet-apricots @pseudospaceship @paramortality

[socialfakes]

the devils in the details- luke hughes

chapter 4; part 1: best friends forever

nhl x platonic!fem!reader

eventual luke hughes x fem!reader

the masterlist

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yourinstagram | when my best friend smiles, every bad thing in my life is immediately okay again ❤😊

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jackhughes look at that smile. wanna know his secret?  | yourinstagram yes always 😏  | lhughes_06 no jack  | jackhughes he thinks of you and it’s instantaneous 😊  | yourinstagram awe pookie 🥰  | lhughes_06 that’s a big word jack. congrats 👍🏻

nicohischier he’s so happy all the time. i wonder why 😊  | yourinstagram well he’s got a really great captain 😏  | nicohischier no he’s got you & that’s plenty of reason to always be happy 😊❤

user02 someday i hope to have a good relationship with an ex and hope he has just as good of a relationship with my current boyfriend 😊

jackhughes so happy it makes me sick 🤮  | yourinstagram hater 😆

_quinnhughes our pookie being happy > everything  | yourinstagram straight facts

elblue6 aw my precious baby boy ❤

user12 he’s just too cute 😊

user07 the most perfect human being 💕

lhughes_06 ❤

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yourinstagram | glam and grey ✨

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user04 can’t decide what’s more gorgeous; your face or the dress 🤔  | lhughes_06 her face. easiest decision of my life 😊

bboeser please cover up 🙈  | _quinnhughes i agree, although you do look really beautiful 😊  | bboeser i agree 😏 baby hughes sure knows how to pull ‘em 😉

lhughes_06 my best friend is prettier than anyone else i've ever seen 😍  | nicohischier agreed!

user09 gorgeous ❤

user12 luke is one lucky dude 😉  | yourinstagram no idea what you’re talking about 🤷🏻‍♀️

user06 how did nico and luke get someone like you? you're stunning 😍  | yourinstagram nico knows how to treat a woman 👌🏻 and luke is cute af ❤  | user06 lucky boys 😏  | yourinstagram awe i love you ❤

_quinnhughes did you do your makeup just to stay home again?  | yourinstagram that’s the plan, quintin 😊

jackhughes umm…👀😍

trevorzegras you’re showing more skin here than you do at the beach. you better not be leaving in that outfit 😂  | yourinstagram i shall do what i please. there ain’t no stopping me 😉  | lhughes_06 if you plan to leave, let me know 👍🏻  | yourinstagram guys i think luke wants to be my date for the evening 😏

taglist: @worldlxvlys @jacktoria4ever @bunbunbl0gs @callsignwidow

[arminsumi]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 📖 ꒱ BOOKSTORE BOY

Armin x fem!reader

Chapter index / Chapter Ⅴ

Overview; you and Armin slowly grew closer, kissing in the aisles and inviting him over to your apartment. Just the two of you.

Content; fluff

TAGLIST; @sad-darksoul @ringsofsaturnnnn @underthetree845

DM in my askbox to be added to taglists! 💕

Sharing that kiss with you put a smile on Armin's face for the rest of the month. Every day as he scurried around the bookstore, ringing up customer's purchases and shelving away books, he traced his fingertips over his lips and thought of you.

When you and him stole upstairs to the cafe for your book dates, he looked at you with a brighter light in his eyes. Slowly he became less socially awkward around you, and he even stopped having stuttering spells.

He was really warming up to you. He was becoming a friend. A good friend. Well, actually, more than a friend; that was evident when you and him secretly kissed in the secluded poetry aisle.

A pattern formed.

You'd stride into the bookstore, greet him at the cashier and ask "Are there any new arrivals?" and that was his queue to take you to the classics section so that he could show you the books he had recently shelved. Both of your feet would slowly wander to other aisles as you let an enrapturing conversation engulf you, the books lost your attention and blended with the environment.

Then your words trailed off, and he'd give longing glances to your lips a few times.

Armin seemed to adore pecking your lips while cupping your cheeks. Sometimes his hands slid to the back of your head and nestled in your hair. And he always pulled you closer, closer, until you were chest-to-chest in the back of the bookstore.

"Oh my god, it's half-past already?" Armin said, "I've gotta get back to work..." he said, reluctantly prying his hands from your sweet cheeks.

"M'kay, I'll be browsing. You're getting off early today, it's Friday right?" you asked.

Armin nodded, "Yeah."

"Wanna come over?" you asked.

Armin blinked, "Huh? What?" he seemed either taken aback or confused, you couldn't judge which.

"I mean, come over to my place. I've already been to your house a few times, y'know. Have you ever been in the newer city apartments?"

"No, not really. My friend Eren used to live in one on Ochre street, but he moved with his girlfriend to those apartments that line the riverbank. Y'know, the fancy ones?"

You scrunched your nose. "I hate that area, it's full of snobbish people."

Armin chuckled. "Really?"

"Anyways, so do you want to come?" you asked.

He nodded excitedly. "I'd love to, I mean, if it doesn't feel like an intrusion to you."

"Oh, Armin, why would it feel like an intrusion? Besides, I'm the one who invited you." you said laughingly.

"Right..." he blushed a bit, and pulled his shoulders together.

You swore that he spun on his heel like a ballerina when he left to continue working. Well, 'working'. It was a slow day and the most of his work was fixing broken shelves and organizing the children's book section.

"Let's go, loverboy." you said, greeting Armin outside after he finally got off work.

"Loverboy?" he blushed. "I like that."

The two of you began to walk quickly down the blocks to beat the coming thunderstorm.

"I think, actually, dreamboy would be better suited for you, since you've got that olden-day dreaminess about you. Y'know, like those men in those movies from the fifties." you said.

"I'd have to disagree." Armin chuckled. "And, anyways, I don't like movies from the fifties, if I'm being honest. The actors feel disingenuous."

"Really! I love 'em. They're so comforting to watch on rainy days." you said.

A moment later, the clouds let out a drizzling rain. You and Armin laughed down the street, ignorant of the world around you, completely in your own love bubble. Any passer-by could see that he was in love with you.

The drizzling rain turned to a complete downpour, so you and Armin rushed to your apartment.

You were giggling about something, probably about the fact you two were completely soaked. No, drenched. Your socks even got wet, completely soaked through. Your top was clinging to you, Armin's sweater felt the weight of the water.

When you fumbled with the key and your apartment door, Armin leaned against the wall to support his body; he was losing it laughing.

"I promise, this is my home, and this usually doesn't happen." you said, trying again. You kicked the bottom of the door, and then it unlocked.

"Worked like magic." Armin commented.

"I'm adaptive, aren't I?" you beamed, opening the door and motioning him inside.

"Very." he nodded, following you inside like a wet puppy.

You sighed the sigh you always do when you return to the comforts of your home. Armin looked curiously at your furnishings, admiring how your décor reflected your aura.

After dropping your keys onto the entryway's end-table, you squeezed the wetness out of your hair.

"God, it's cold." you commented, and then said something that made Armin blush until his cheeks were searing hot. "D'you wanna shower?"

"What? I – oh, you mean to get warm?" he stuttered, "Sure."

"What else would I have meant?" you teased.

He gulped and shrugged innocently.

Armin showered first, and he did so very briefly. He emerged warm, feeling fluffy, and when you went to shower yourself and freshen up alone, he tamely explored your apartment.

He peeked into your bedroom, and when he glanced at your bed, his mind raced with many thoughts. But he stopped himself, like someone quickly stops the flow of water out of a bottle with a cork.

The door to your study was wide open, so he went in, and his eyes went big. He felt like he was in his grandfather's library; it was wall-to-wall books. They were even piling up on the floor due to lack of shelf space.

His attentive gaze lingered on the book laid on your desk. It was a novel that he'd recommended to you; it seemed you were halfway through it already. That made him feel good, and he smiled to himself while browsing your library.

"You like it?" your voice suddenly sounded at the door. He jumped and turned to face you.

"Yeah, it reminds me of my grandfather's library... I feel like a little kid again." he said. His eyes swept the room admiringly, then he nodded to the book on your desk. "Are you enjoying it so far?"

You nodded enthusiastically, "It's kinda terrifying, but I love it."

"Sorry, I should have warned you. Lovecraft writes quite horrifying stuff." he chuckled.

"Have you read (...) yet?" you asked eagerly.

Armin blushed. "Oh... well, yes I finished it but I forgot to tell you."

You looked at him, impressed.

"You read all that in three days?"

"Actually, two."

"Good grief, Armin, you're a book eater."

He sighed amusedly at you, "I got nothing on my grandfather. He's the real speed-reader." he said.

You plucked a book from the shelf and opened it. When you playfully hid behind it, he laughed and asked what on earth you were doing.

"I'm hiding. You'll never find me within these two-hundred pages." you joked.

Armin came closer to you and lowered the book. "Found you." he said, his tone lower and almost sensual. "Not a very good hiding place. I recommend hiding in Crime and Punishment next time. It's five-hundred pages."

Your eyes met his. Because he had lowered his voice into a near-murmur, so did you. "D'you want to – um..." you trailed off.

Armin felt his heart beat faster. "Hm?"

You changed what you were about to say at the last minute, and the both of you knew it. "D'you want to have some coffee?" you asked.

His eyes stared through to your soul. He looked so pretty right then.

"Of course. I'd love some coffee" he said.

While brewing a strong coffee for Armin, he sat at the kitchen counter writing.

You weren't sure if it was a letter or a poem, but whichever, he seemed to be putting a lot of thought into it.

"Sugar?" You asked.

Armin looked up in surprise because for a split second he thought you were calling him sugar. "Oh, yes please, two."

"Two? Wow, you're a pretty sweet boy." You flirted with him. He chuckled and lowered his gaze.

A long silence passed wherein you languidly stirred two sugars into his coffee, and he scratched his quill pen on the paper. He stopped and looked contemplatively at what he had written. He seemed dissatisfied.

"What's the matter?" You asked.

Armin frowned. "I just haven't written poetry in a while. It's so stale..." he said self-consciously.

"Doesn't it just have to rhyme and then it's good? I don't know. I've never read poetry, except for that book you recommended." you shrugged.

"Well, there's a bit more to it than rhyming..." he said, then looked hard at his work. "This is bad." he said decidedly.

"Let me read it." You said, "I'll be the judge."

Armin smiled a little and handed the paper to you. He pulled his cup of coffee closer to him and sipped it while you read. He felt this growing nervousness as you read; what were you thinking? You seemed captivated by what he wrote, but Armin couldn't tell if it was positively or negatively.

"Armin," you began, "this is really good. Like, really good."

Armin clicked his tongue in disbelief.

"I mean it! Armin, you write like a real olden day poet. It's beautiful. You should be proud, not just anyone can do that."

He gave you a bashful smile. "Well, if you're saying that, I'll believe it I guess."

"Can I keep this?" You ask, clutching his letter to your chest. His heart swooned at that.

"Yeah, of course. But... I'll write you many more poems in the future, anyways." He smiled.

The two of you looked at each other for a long while, as if entranced. There were questions Armin wanted to ask; about you, about your life, about your past. Did you once love someone? Is it all new to you like it is to him? Would you be amused if he told you that you're his first love?

"Y/n," he said your name thoughtfully, "have you ever had a lover before?"

You tilted your head at him and didn't answer immediately, because you were half wondering why he would ask that.

"I have, but just two. The first broke my heart terribly, I was in pieces for years, and the second... well, that was hardly a lover at all. There was no connection between us." you said honestly. Armin listened attentively. Part of him felt childishly jealous that you'd already experienced love before him. "What about you?" you asked him, "have you ever had a lover before?"

Armin looked at you with those big blue eyes. He always had that adoring puppy-like look around you.

He seemed frozen in place for a while, but finally answered. "No, I haven't. You're my – uh..." he trailed off shyly.

"Really?" you replied in surprise. "I'm your first?"

"Yeah." he made a small smile. "You're my first."

"It's an honor." you smiled.

Armin fixed his eyes on his coffee, which had gone cold and he had only taken one sip, because when he talks with you he becomes so absorbed that he forgets about everything else in the world.

"I really like you." he said. "Sorry if I come off as childish or clingy sometimes, it's just... I've never had this before. Developing this relationship with you feels like... it feels like starting your favorite book, before knowing it's going to be your favorite book."

You looked at him in adoring silence. "So poetic." you mused.

He had an embarrassed smile, one so cute that you felt compelled to give him a kiss on the cheek.

He wasn't prepared for that at all, so he receded into a shyness that reminded you of how he used to be in the beginning.

"Wanna read with me on the bed? It's cold out here." you offered.

Armin felt his cheeks heat up a little. "Sure."

So you did read, sitting side by side together on your bed, which was tucked into the corner next to the window. The rain was consistently battering the pane, so after your insisted, Armin agreed to stay overnight at your place.

You were fully engulfed by your book's plot, but Armin was only pretending to read; he was too excited, too in a daze of love to actually pay attention to the words on the page.

Instead of being interested in what the character in his book was doing, he was interested in what you were doing.

Although your book had your attention, your eyes became sore with tiredness. So you closed them, thinking that you'll rest just for five seconds and then magically feel rejuvenated.

But actually you fell right asleep.

"Y/n?" Armin called your name softly.

Your head fell to rest on his shoulder, and he had no idea what to do about that. His heart was racing.

"Y/n?" he called your name again, almost in a whisper, while looking at you.

You mumbled sleepily in response. With careful movements, Armin pulled up the blanket that laid across yours and his feet, and draped it over you.

"Sleep well, my sweet love." he said, and confidently kissed the top of your forehead.

[magic-crazy-as-this]

Our favourite emo baby // I heard a rumour they're killing him off again thoughts n prayers pls 🙏💕🙏 // There's Nickelback in here, I'm not sorry // Might re-order these later, it's kind of a mess

Hero - Chad Kroeger, Josey Scott But heaven no, heaven don't hear me / And they say that a hero could save us

Shimmer - Fuel All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade away again

The Devil You Know (God Is a Man) - Face To Face So you've tried, and you've made up your mind / Something's still not right/ The devil you don't know is still outside

Angels On The Moon - Thriving Ivory And don't tell me if I'm dying / 'Cause I don't wanna know

The Moments In Between - The Reign of Kindo My God, what have I become? / Feel this fire burn / Burn 'till I'm undone / Never to return.

Send the Pain Below - Chevelle I liked having hurt / So send the pain below / Where I need it.

New Divide - Linkin Park And your voice was all I heard / That I get what I deserve / So give me reason to prove me wrong / To wash this memory clean

Numb - Linkin Park And every second I waste is more than I can take

The Red - Chevelle So lay down, the threat is real / When his sight goes red again

Machinehead - Remastered Bush Tied to a wheel, my fingers got to feel / Bleeding through a tourniquet smile

Somewhere I Belong - Linkin Park I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real / I wanna find something I've wanted all along / Somewhere I belong

Smooth Criminal - Alien Ant Farm (ok this one's just a vibe)

You're Gonna Go Far, Kid - The Offspring With a thousand lies and a good disguise / Hit 'em right between the eyes, hit 'em right between the eyes

Freak On a Leash - Korn Sometimes I cannot take this place / Sometimes it's my life I can't taste

My Hero - Foo Fighters There goes my hero / He's ordinary

Kryptonite - 3 Doors Down You called me strong, you called me weak / But still your secrets, I will keep / You took for granted all the times, I never let you down

The Pretender - Foo Fighters In time, or so I'm told / I'm just another soul for sale, oh well

It's Not a Fashion Statement, It's a Deathwish - My Chemical Romance Promise me that when I've gone, you'll kill my enemies I will avenge my ghost with every breath I take / I'm coming back from the dead

I Never Told You What I Do for a Living - My Chemical Romance It ain't the money and it sure as hell ain't just for the fame / It's for the bodies I claim

The Sharpest Lives - My Chemical Romance Give me a shot to remember, and you can take all the pain away from me / Your kiss and I will surrender / The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead

I Will Not Bow - Breaking Benjamin Watch the end through dying eyes / Now the dark is taking over / Show me where forever dies / Take the fall and run to Heaven

Headstrong - Trapt Back off, I'll take you on / Headstrong to take on anyone

Before I Forget - Slipknot I'm ripped across the ditch and settled in the dirt and I / Wear you like a stitch, yet I'm the one who's hurt

Prayer Of The Refugee - Rise Against Don't hold me up now / I can stand my own ground / I don't need your help now / You will let me down, down, down

Bullets - Archive Come touch me like I'm an ordinary man / Have a look in my eyes / Underneath my skin there's a violence / It's got a gun in its hand

Other Playlists

Unnecessary Feelings (Phoenix Wright x Miles Edgeworth)

Penelope Todd (Red Phoenix - Jason's sister)

[duketibbitswaifu]

🌸 Selfshiptober 🌸 Day 5 : All Dressed Up ✨

💕A lot of Dukey's clothes were getting worn down, so I got him a bunch of new stuff~!!1 ^-^ 💕

🌸 Rosemary brought Duke to his bedroom, throwing a large bag onto the duvet. "I got you some stuff, baby. Take a look!" 🌸

💗 Duke gives the lion a lil' peck on the cheek, blushing at the gift. He can't say anybody's gotten him anything special since before they got together. Even Rosemary, never did anything this big, though. "Alrighty, but it better not be some crap" Duke responds, trying to keep up his responsible and no-nonsense demeanor. 💗

🎀 His bandaged arms reach into the bag, pulling out the first thing he catches. It's a black button-up shirt, with a skull-print and a big skeleton ironed onto the side. Duke feels the fabric in his calloused fingers, admiring the detail. 🎀

🌸 "Now this is perfect for the season, ain't it?" he speaks, lovingly turning his head to his girlfriend on side of him. She responds "You could even say it's Halloween-y." Duke chuckles a lil', a small cough catching his throat after soon after. "Yer killin' me, woman." 🌸

💗 As if unsure of where to place it, he places the new article on his person, pulling his previously uncovered limbs through the sleeves, hiding some of his blemishes. He clears his throat. "Well, how do I look?" He looks to Rose with a grin, finding it a little amusing to show off. 💗

🎀 "You look adorable, darlin'. Can't say I didn't like you more with your shirt off, though." Rosemary sticks out her tongue, teasing a 'lil bit at the old man. 🎀

🌸 "'Tch, tramp." Duke unbuttons his shirt excitedly, unveiling once more his rough, grey shoulders. He's still wearing his old, beat wifebeater underneath, of course, stained from who knows what. 🌸

💗 The old man resumes digging through the bag. This time, he pulls out a creme-colored t-shirt. He raises it up straight in front of him. The words LORETTA LYNN are printed across the top in bright red text, with a graphic and more words below. 💗

🎀 At it's reveal, Rosemary starts. "I know you like her, so I got you this vintage t-shirt!" Duke lowers the shirt, looking a little puzzled. "Baby, this ain't vintage. I was a teen in the '70s, and it looks better than me." 🎀

🌸 Rosemary kisses Duke in the neck, rustling her hand through his silvery, tousled hair. "Well then that shirt must be amazing, because you're the best looking man I've seen." She could see Duke's expression light back up, clearly flattered. 🌸

💗 He ponders for a moment, then grabs his girl with an arm. "Y'know, this reminds me of that this one song by her." He kisses her head, wrinkles creasing in delight. "I'll have to show you later if I can find my CD" His honey-sickled, raspy voice clings onto Rose and her anticipation. 💗

🎀 "Keep going, keep going!" the lion cheers her love on, him continuing his search into the large, colored paper bag. 🎀

🌸 This time, the weasel takes his time, feeling around the contents of the bag. The ruffling of the bag fills their ears, like a kid unwrapping presents on Christmas day. 🌸

💗 This time, his haul consists of a pair of black booty shorts. Duke blushes, clearly flustered at the proposition. He turns to his girlfriend, and back to the bottoms, and once more. "Rose I-" he pauses, before his lips moved once more. "I love you darlin' but you know I ain't wearin' these, right?" 💗

🎀 Rose peers Duke, pulling her fists up to her chin, wide-eyed. "Not even for me?" A sly grin turns on her lips. 🎀

🌸 Duke knows she got 'em by the heat rising in his face and out to his ears. "You're too cute, y'know that, sweetpea? Fine, just for you' round the house, you got me?" He forms a similar sny expression. It's clear they both know how keyed up it's got 'em. 🌸

💗 They spend the next hour or so looking through the contents of the bag, Duke speaking softly about each thing, telling a small story or a joke about the contents. 💗

"Our love is hotter than the fire that swept Chicago, Deeper than the Gulf of Mexico Sweeter than the sugarcane way down in Louisiana Here with you is where I want to be I'm lovin' what your lovin' does to me." 🌺 Loretta Lynn - Lovin' What Your Lovin' Does To Me [ ♡ ]

[teasemates]

Would you guys ever get a pet?

Steve *smiles enthusiastically*: I've always wanted a dog. Maybe an Australian cattle dog or a mix. A dog that's active and easy to train.

Billy: *laughs as Steve gets excited, shaking his head a little* Of course you’d want a dog. *grins at Steve* Bet you’d have that thing fetching your shoes in no time.

*Billy leans back, his smirk softening as he thinks* I’ve never had a pet. Grew up in a strict household—wasn’t allowed, not even a goldfish. But man, I’ve always wanted one. *He pauses, glancing at Steve* Maybe a dog, like you said. But I’m kinda into cats too. Something chill that does its own thing, but still shows up when you need ‘em.

*He shrugs, smiling slightly* Hell, maybe I’d get both. Cat and a dog. That way I wouldn’t have to choose. *laughs softly* What do you think? *Billy glances at Steve, raising an eyebrow* Dog for you, cat for me?

Steve: *grin widening* Yeah, I'd be cool with a cat. I never honestly really got the cats versus dogs thing, why does it have to be like that? Cats and dogs can be buddies too.

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This is Billy’s and Steve’s Onlyfans RP account. Billy and Steve are “running” the account, the team behind it is Aggressiveviking & Suometar. Feel free to play into or out of the rp in any way you like, all interactions are welcome 💕💕💕

[hatredmadeofgold]

I'm a terrible person with words, but here I go. (using a translator, my English is a little shit when it comes to writing and a little bit when it comes to pronunciation, ha!)

I would like to say with ALL my heart that I love your work and the writing in "Sing to Me", my heartbeat even accelerates when I remember the existence of this work of art and how wonderful the sensation was, the euphoric feeling of read each chapter and see all the care and dedication put into it. I have immense affection for Raiden, Sam (and Monsoon :)). Seeing how complex they are in the story brings me immense satisfaction, and I just wish all the positive recognition for you, it's impeccable.

(There's a lot I'd like to express, like my hyperfocus- but hey, I'm a terrible person at showing appreciation and affection, I hope you got the message anyway :))

hugs and kisses from a Brazilian! 🇧🇷❤

Oi, não se preocupa! Não sou falante nativo, mas entendi muito bem. Da próxima vez, você pode me escrever em pt-br (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

Thank you so much!! I am really happy to know that you enjoy my work 💕 Honestly, every time someone tells me that they enjoy Sing to Me so much, I am getting really happy. This fic means a lot to me and gives me lots of strength and stability, although on the outside it might look that I am not doing much for it for the past year (I do, it's just background work that I can't show T_T massive spoilers and so on). But I mean, I kept saying that each time somebody came to my inbox about it for the last months.

And I am so glad to know that you're feeling like this for each chapter you've read so far! This fic in itself is really complex and long, I could give you a rough estimate of around ~100 Chapters for the main story (Those would be just arc 1-3, the series, however, has 6 arcs in total excluding the 2 AUs). Sooo... let me say, you've got a lot to look forward to, I suppose :3

Also I hope that you'll be curious about the revisions too. Chapter 5 and 6 will have a darker tone than their current version that is on AO3 at the moment, but also will be much better in quality. Chapter 6 will have major changes I think, especially the second halve of it. I am all giddy and excited myself whenever I think about all the plans I have for this story. The drama, the comedy, the (bitter-) sweetness, but also the chaos, the pain and the darker parts of this fic. I wish I could go on a ramble but it's so many spoilers lmao And I don't want to take that away from my readers. If anything, I might drop a few essays about Raiden and Sam that I've got on my to-do list at some point, that in some cases will directly tie to Sing to Me as well.

The series also goes in great detail about Sam's past and who he is as a person because I was a bit dissatisfied with how most fics for this pairing at least that I've read didn't come up with much for his past (but I still liked all of them regardless), hence I went a little bit insane about him. To the point that Sam is technically my OC now (according to my beta reader) lmao

Jsyk, this is my current graph view of my Obsidian vault for Sing to Me and all the dots that connect to him:

My vault is an absolute mess still tbh because the program is a bit overwhelming when you don't know where to start, so this is far from how complex this fic actually even is.

What I can tell you pretty much spoiler free is that the series is complex because timeline wise, it starts in the year of 2001 and ends (technically) in the year of 2026. I say technically because ARC3.5: The War in Heaven goes a bit crazy with science fiction elements and time is... let's say, "relative". The main fic spans from 2019 until 2023 btw.

The prequel (ARC0: I Come with Knives) is entirely about Sam's past, from his POV entirely, and a collaboration with @thatthereneverwas since he originally requested me to write it. Basically adding more Sam lore that we definitely need :3

Please don't hesitate to come to my inbox or DMs if you want to chat about Sing to Me, samuraiden or just Sam or Raiden with me! I don't bite :] Monsoon is also my favourite from the Winds of Destruction aside from Sam, so I get you! I've been thinking of maybe including him in the fic as well, but it's uncertain how so yet, and if it will just be a flashback of some sort 🤔 But I take notes as I go, we'll see :3

Beijos pra você também 💞

[yandere-yearnings]

Hello Dar! 🦢 nonnie is back and I hope you've been doing well! ^^

Something I've been thinking about for a while now is your style of writing. I feel like in your writing you frame even the smallest detail as if it's the most important thing in the world. It always feels very poetic/romantic even if that's not necessarily what the scene is about. So I was wondering where you got this writing style from? Since I've personally never read anything quite like yours before. Or just in general what inspires you to write?

-Yours truly, 🦢

hii swan nonnie🥺🩷 it's always, always a pleasure to have you back, i hope you've been well too🥰 lately my health hasn't been the greatest, but aside from that, i've been doing okay!! thank you for asking👉����

bc my response got a bit long, i'll put it under a cut so i'm not clogging up anyone's dash🤧

first of all, i'm genuinely flattered you've even been thinking of my writing actually, that means so much to me😭💕 ig if i had to explain how my style came to be, it would have smth to do w/ writing more for myself rather than for others? when i was younger, i had this mentality that i had to follow all the rules in order to make a good piece, so i was constantly restricting my creativity by sticking to advice like 'show-don't-tell' or 'leave it up to the reader's imagination' and stuff along those lines. but somewhere along the way, i kinda realised that in doing so, i was starting to hate what i created.

after that, i just tried my hardest to write what i'd wanna read personally, in a style that was compelling to me. i mean, i still have my insecurities, sometimes i think wow, i really did not need to waffle that much, but at the end of the day, it still feels more fulfilling. even if something is considered 'wrong' by professional standards, my only long-term judge is myself at the end of the day. so i try to focus less on what's been done before, and more on what i would like to do (which is the reason why i still put spaces between my em dashes when ik that technically you're not supposed to haha)

as for the prose itself, i just write like that bc that's how my thought process works😭💔 like, i'm colourblind, so i have a habit of trying to understand the implications a colour can have rather than the actual colour itself, right? and that type of magnification can be applied to everything else when i put words down. looking at the smaller aspects that build the bigger picture, and then how much of an influence it can have on the scene i'm trying to portray, smth along those lines.

another thing is that, i believe throughout my time writing, most of my works have been angst and imo the smallest details really do feel like the most important thing in the world when viewed through a negative lens so maybe i picked it up from there and rolled w/ it for everything else🤧 the real cause is kinda hard to pin-point somehow

to answer your second question, if you asked me in the past what inspired me to write, i'd probably say smth like 'having a story to tell'. now though, the only thing keeping me doing this is that i genuinely really just like piecing words together in as many different ways as possible. it kinda feels like solving a puzzle so it's super satisfying🥰

ALSO THANK YOU FOR SAYING IT FEELS POETIC/ROMANTIC😭😭 i've always kinda worried that my writing feels too stiff, so hearing that makes me really happy, i really appreciate it swan nonnie😩💕 and you saying that you've not come across something similar before feels like a really sweet compliment too❗❗

[erin-unknown]

Lights in the Shadow (WIP) Snippet

Short story about my Warden Rook's Joining is coming along.

Again, this is inspired by #s 21 + 22 from the Rook Story Time Prompts by @hyperions-light. They've also released some additional writing prompts for Rook Thorne that look like they'll be a lot of fun as well!

Below the cut is a bit of what I've written (unedited) since the last time I shared; Dalgar and fellow Warden recruit Conrad are talking about hauntings after passing by an old battlefield from the Fourth Blight.

Additional excerpts from this story here and here.

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The wind had branded Conrad’s cheeks an even brighter red than usual and dragged tears from his eyes. Dalgar reached up and pulled his hood back over his ears and held it in place as they walked.

“There was a field like that a ways away from my uncle’s farm," Conrad began—Dalgar braced himself for another story about pigs. “My brothers and cousins and I camped out there once, on a dare. I kept seeing lights? Always just out of the corner of my eye.”

Wisps, Dalgar thought. Better topic than pigs.

“Sounds dangerous,” he said. “What if there was something worse out there?” Conrad shrugged, close enough his shoulder collided with Dalgar’s upper arm.

“It was my oldest cousin’s idea—he was full of stories about specters that tell you when you’re gonna die and being haunted by the ghosts of people who died horribly, moaning and dragging their guts behind ‘em or something. We actually lost him for a bit that night, when the clouds covered the moon. Kept hearing his voice though! He didn’t show his face again until dawn, the jackass.”

Dalgar raised his eyebrows and glanced at him from the corner of his eye. This was the most animated he would get, telling Dalgar stories as they hiked through the Hills. Conrad’s face was screwed up with the memory of old indignation and his accent got a little stronger. Dalgar thought it was sort of cute.

“What happened to him?” he asked.

“Nothing. Just wanted to give us a scare. He wouldn’t say a word about how he stayed out of sight. Weren’t too many places to hide.” Conrad swore under his breath. “Stopped telling those stories, though. He’s a chanter at our town’s chantry now.”

He only hummed in response. Conrad’s cousin definitely met something far, far worse than a few wisps, Dalgar decided.

~

Thanks for reading 💕

[kingkennny10]

Please Please Please

SP Apocalypse AU

Pt. 5 It Begins

Here it is, the beginning of the end, where will everyone go? Who dies? Who makes it out? How will the show go? Another chapter i love, it took me longer to post because i keep editing it instead of just putting down what i wrote on paper, mb yall, theres plenty of blood at the end of this, your typical apocalypse stuff 💕

Tonight's the night, the big opening gig in Denver! You ride with Jimmy to the place an hour and a half early and sit in his mini dressing room sipping on some water as you wait for him to finish his rundown with the venue owner. Jimmy enters the room with a tired look on his face making you pout at him. "You alright there big fella?" You ask patting the other chair next to you. He comes over and takes a seat heaving out a big sigh before speaking.

"Yea, just before show n-nerves I guess..." He says and you let out a giggle. You've never known Jim to be nervous. "I'm glad your here with me though." He reaches over to hold your hand but you use it to take another sip of your water instead.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, you know I'll always support your career Jim jim!" You say after swallowing down the water. He gives you a breathy chuckle in response.

"There's already a couple p-p-people out there and I go on in 30, a-are you gonna head out there?" Jimmy asks and you nod.

"I guess I should, hopefully there's people I know so we can make fun of you." You say with a laugh. You get up and pat Jimmy's shoulder. "Good luck out there Jim." You begin walking towards the door.

"No good luck kiss?" Jimmy asks you as you reach for the knob. You give him a half hearted laugh.

"You don't need it, you're gonna knock 'em dead Jim." You said as you exit the room. You make your way to a door that opens next to the stage. You take a deep breath as you look around the sparse audience. As your making your way up the isle and towards the back you spot a very familiar face, belonging to non other than Kenneth McCormick. You make it halfway up the isle before you stop and drink in his appearance. No coat, just a white button down and some black slacks, his hair was long and half up. You didn't notice but you lick your lips at the sight. You continue walking slowly towards him.

"Do my eyes deceive me or is that my grease monkey!" You say loud enough for him to hear you now that you're halfway to him. He looks over and jumps up and into the isle to meet you halfway.

"The one and only! How've you been sweetheart?" He says and lifts you into a crushing hug. You giggle into his chest at the pet name.

"I've been fine. How 'bout yourself sweetface?" You ask him as he sets you down gently, leaving his hands on your waist. Your hands gently placed on his shoulders and your both making steady eye contact with big smiles across your faces.

"It's been a rough couple days, but you always know how to cheer me up, always have." Kenny says placing his forehead on yours. "C'mon, you're sittin' with me." He tells you as he grabs one of your hands leading you to where he was sat, only one seat between you and the isle.

"How's Karen and Kevin been? I haven't talked to you in who knows how long." You ask and he smiles all the way up to his eyes. You could never forget how close he is to his siblings, it's something you always found endearing about him.

"Kevin and I got into a bit of a fight a couple days ago, I'm out of a job now, oh well.” He shrugged. “Karen on the other hand, she's doin' amazing, she's gonna graduate early and she already has a bunch of scholarships racked up so she can go to college on the east coast!" He tells you full of excitement. You're sad to hear about the falling out with his brother, but the joy you feel about Karen's accomplishments overtakes those feelings. You were always close with Karen when you were still close with Kenny. “What about you and Jim boy?” He says laughing at the nickname. You laugh with him before letting out a sigh to answer.

“Its been great, he’s my best friend, but over the past 6 months he’s been pushing for more than that.” You say leaning back in your seat looking at the ceiling. Kenny only laughs at you. “What’s so funny over there mister?!” You ask jabbing him in the side. He laughs more and puts his hands between you to stop further jabs.

“I’m sorry I just always thought you guys were together and like, married.” Kenny said still laughing. You scoff and begin laughing in disbelief.

“Kenny, you’ve seen the guys I’ve dated, why would you think that?” You’re still shocked at his assumption. You’ve always dated more the asshole type or dudes that get their hands dirty. Kenny being one of the few you dated.

“You dated Tolkien for a bit! I could see Jimmy makin it in!” Kenny said with a laugh. You roll your eyes.

“Don’t you remember me complaining about how formal dating him was? It sucked, that’s why I dated you.” Both of your laughter died down but your smiles still shown brightly. You flinched and looked over at Kenny who began laughing again.

“And I was the best of them all. I don’t think you dated anyone after me.” You scoffed laughing at him. “The Mccormick charm is too good to beat, sorry dollface.” He said confidently with a shrug. You smacked his arm in response with a laugh. It’s true, but he doesn’t need to know that. Kenny was the best you had, he was an amazing partner and kept up with your spontaneous plans. Your break up with him is the reason you ended up in Jimmy’s group of friends.

“You’re only half right mister Mccormick.” You said as you took another glance around at the audience. Another familiar head of hair caught your eye leading you to cut Kenny off from responding with more questions. “Now thats either Craig or Stan. Place your bets now sweetface.” You whispered nudging Kenny and pointing to a head of black hair 2 rows in front of you. He laughed and rubbed his hands together.

“For sure Stan, ready?” Kenny asked with a devious smile playing on his lips. You giggled and nodded. “STAN MARSHTON!” Kenny yelled out making Stan almost jump out his seat. You and Kenny cracked up seeing him stand up making a ‘what the fuck’ motion before coming over to sit next to you and Ken. “It works every time.” Kenny whispered to you cutting himself off with his own laughter leading you to follow suit.

“Nice to see you guys too.” Stan said defeated crossing his arms. Finally slowing down your laughter you leaned in and hug him, Kenny squishing you to join the hug.

“You missed us, it’s okay we know.” You told him with a giggle. You guys let Stan go both staring at him for him to agree.

“God dammit, yes fine okay. I missed you guys.” He said with an eye roll and a laugh. He leaned back in for another hug trapping you in between him and Kenny yet again. You all laughed together feeling like the happiest people on earth.

“So where’s carrot top?” You asked with a pout. “Yall are like, conjoined twins or something.” You finished with a laugh, Kenny joining in.

“Oh, him an Ike had a family trip to Jersey pre-planned so they couldn’t make it.” Stan said with a shrug.

“I’m glad you could make it tonight then!” You said patting his shoulder.

“Oh yeah! You still work at Tweaks right?” Kenny asked from beside you.

“Yea, I get the weekends off so I was able to make it thankfully.” Stan said happily. “I’m glad I got to see you guys again. I missed you both.” Stan said and began laughing at you and Kenny’s faces. Both of you made the same puppy dog face obviously touched he said such a thing.

“Y/n hold me I’m gonna cry, I’m so emotional.” Kenny said dramatically falling into your lap. You held him like a baby and continued pouting nodding your head in agreement.

“Stanley Martian missed us. We need to go for coffee every day he works from here on.” You said adding sniffles for affect. Stan laughed at the both of you making you and Kenny return to normal seated positions.

“I’d love to see you guys more often, I spend all my time with the same 4 people, I miss how spontaneous you guys are.” You and Kenny let out a drawled out ‘awww’ at Stans words which made him laugh again. The lights in the auditorium dimmed leaving only a spotlight shining on the closed curtain.

“Yall ready for Slim Jim?” You whispered loud enough for both of them to hear. You didn’t catch any response yourself but they both nodded with eyes on the stage. The place was packed and filled with excitement as some un-copyrighted music played from the speakers. The curtains opened and a couple seconds after Jimmy made his way on stage bowing when he got to his mark in the center.

“W-wow! Thank you guys! Such a-a lovely audience!” He started off with a line that most of the familiar faces would know. “So many familiar faces tonight! Lemme hear you South Park!” Jimmy said causing a third of the audience to cheer loudly, including some party hounding from you and Kenny. His opening act got 5 minutes of normalcy before the main doors slammed open drawing everyone’s attention.

“And he’s here after all.” You said unenthused leading Stan to laugh. You didn’t need to turn around to know who walked in, but as he began his walk down the isle you watched quietly.

“Better late than never Cartman!” Jimmy said from the stage. Cartman flipped him off and made his way all the way to the front sitting at one of the booth seats in the front row.

“I feel bad for Jimmy.” Kenny said knowing Cartman was gonna heckle him. You laughed and patted his hand.

“It’s fine, he was counting on him showing up.” You said with a sigh. Both Kenny and Stan laughed seemingly more engaged.

“Fuck you J-J-J-Jimmy!” Cartman started. Jimmy laughed as he heard a couple groans from the crowd. Cartmans table was stocked with drinks and snacks as were the rest of the booth seats and he made quick work of them.

“Plenty of you here kn-know this guy here, but for those of you who don’t! Keep small children and p-p-pets away from him! He’ll gobble them down while your n-not l-l-looking!” Jimmy spoke to the crowd leading everyone to laugh. Cartman began a fit of fake laughter drawing attention back on him before he began coughing. “Woah! Slow d-down there man, don’t ch-choke!” Cartman didn’t stop coughing as he brought one hand to clutch at the side of his neck and the other to flip Jimmy off. “Hey can someone escort him to medical real quick! His necks bleeding bad!” Jimmy said looking over to the security by the stage.

“What the fuck?” Stan said quietly beside you. All you could do was watch.

“THIS PLACE IS GONNA HAVE A LAWSUIT! SOME DRUNK BITCH ATTACKED ME IN YOUR PARKING LOT!” Cartman yelled to the 2 security guards taking him out of his seat. His coughing continued as the brought him back up the isle passing your trio. Cartman stumbled to the ground before making it to the door falling limp. The security guards quickly tried picking him back up only for Cartman to yell out grabbing one of the guards and start attacking him.

“What the fuck is happening.” Kenny stood up grabbing you and holding you close. You grabbed Stans hand pulling him up as well. The other guard tried pulling Cartman off of the man but when he saw all the blood he turned to run. Cartman was covered in blood and the first guard was in a puddle of blood face down on the floor. He got up quickly with a scream running after the guard that was running towards the other main entrance. The first guard shook and got up running to the audience members across the isle from your trio attacking anyone he could.

“C’mon lets go!” Stan said sternly pulling you and Kenny with him. Everyone was in a panic to get away and you seen Jimmy wasn’t on the stage anymore. The rush of people was ridiculous but Kenny and Stan held a firm grip. “Too many fucking people.” Stan cursed looking around.

“Go through the side door by the stage!” You told Stan and he changed directions. You all ran to the door, Stan shoving everyone out the way to get all of you out safe. A few people had the same idea and there was also a flood of people coming into the hallway after you three.

The screams were deafening coming from behind you, you took a glance behind seeing blood splatter on the white walls near the door. Kenny shook his head. “Dont look back, keep going.” His voice was shakey which didn’t help the nerves and adrenaline rushing through you.

Passing by injured people along the way you all made it to the parking lot safely. One look around and you all were shocked. There was shattered glass from the windows of the buildings, many people running frantically to escape. Gunshots could be heard but you couldn’t tell from where. You couldn’t control your breathing no more. Kenny wrapped his arms around you applying some pressure to your chest and you began to focus hearing Stans voice. “Do you guys have a way out of here?”

“I was dropped off.” Kenny said with a shake of his head.

“I-I rode with Jimmy.” You said with a shaky voice. Stan gripped your hand tighter and pulled both of you with him again.

“Follow close! Its a 2 door get in on the passenger side.” Stan said wasting no time dragging you both to his car. He let you go once he made it to the tailgate and unlocked the car. Kenny opened the door pulling the seat forward for you to get in and hopping in as soon as you sat. Stan already had the car started as Kenny shut the door.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” Kenny shouted and put his head in his hands. Stan pulled out the parking spot quickly and made his way to the main streets of Denver hitting a few questionable looking people along the way. You were still in shock in the back seat looking out the back window of the car. Many people roaming the streets, some running, cars driving frantically hitting others, some crashed into buildings. “Phones are dead.” Kenny said making you turn around to look at him.

“Theres no way that fat bastard started the fuckin apocalypse.” Stan said in disbelief. You let out an exasperated laugh leaning forward onto the console with your head in your hands. Looking up you notice Kenny frantically fidgeting with his phone. You wrap an arm around his middle and use your other to bring his head to yours. He places his phone down taking a shaky breath before turning to hug you suddenly.

“We’re gonna get her first.” You say to him. He grips your shirt squeezing you close to him. “She’s alive, and we are gonna get her out safe and sound.” You say petting his hair. He nods his head in silent response. You knew he would be worried about Karen first. You knew his brain a little too well, and because of that you know how to calm him down.

“Thank you y/n.” Kenny says staying in your embrace. You rubbed his back and softly dragged your fingers through his messy hair. His breathing was still a little fast but it’s better than it was.

“To the Mccormicks then.” Stan says. You place one of your hands on Stans arms rubbing it as a thank you. Your glad that your in this together, you couldn’t have chosen better people to be with.

Yall i love this chapter, i had to rewrite it 3 times and it got deleted once but its here now, am i gonna elaborate on the past relationships? Yeah, is it gonna be in the next chapter? NOPE!! Wheres jimmy? Wheres Karen? Are Kyle an Ike alright? Who else was there at the show? Oooooooo

[alasarys]

“Nine People you want to know better” tag game

Tagged by the inimitable @apeacebone 💕 and tagging @francorchampignon, @firemanseb, @landoisokay, @danifesting, @opheliaoversteers, @icelitten and anyone else that wants to do this. Clearly that's not nine people, but you'll just have to live with it.

Last Song: 'Let's get fckd up (feat. Tribbs)' – Alok, Mondello'G, CERES. This is simply indefensible. Awful. Thanks, Spotify algorithm.

Favorite Color: Blue, but if I have to wear it, orange. Like, hot orange. So hot people mistake it for red, but it isn't.

Last Movie/TV Show: Crazy Fun Park. It's an Australian horror comedy aimed at teens, and so much fun. "When his best friend Mapplethorpe dies suddenly in an abandoned park, Chester discovers that his friend now "lives" with other children in the park, leading them to reestablish their friendship as they go through a difficult adolescence."

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: Savoury.

Relationship Status: Married. Trying not to be too weird about Daniel and George.

Last thing I googled: "prince albert piercing" – because if I'm going to make a throwaway joke about Charles naked, then I want to be sure that I've got the name of both the sovereign and the piercing correct.

Current Obsession: Uh ... I mean ... yeah. George. Lando. Together. Separately. With others. Don't care, just lemme at 'em.

Last Book: Yellowface by R.F. Kuang. Cynically, yes, this is exactly how I perceive publishing to work: the same as any other marketing, but with a veneer of worthiness.

Looking forward to: You know what? Let's make this a list of things you can ask me about this next time year and we'll see how well I've done. I'm looking forward to reading more books, creating things, writing more, learning to edit video, learning to DJ, getting fitter and stronger, sorting out the inordinate amount of stuff in our house, and generally being a happier, more well-rounded person.

[blood-mocha-latte]

Hello hi!💕💙💜💕💙💜🤗

💋💖🍦 for writer ask, thank you!

oh my god hi babe!! i totally forgot i reblogged this it's like a present :)

💋 first kiss fics. love em or hate em?

i don't have a problem with them, but i hate hate hate HATE writing them because god i don't know. i had the worst first kiss of all time and i think that has Rubbed Off on my writing lmao

💖 what made you start writing?

no clue lmao i just started. writing. i mean the first thing i posted was on a separate account that has since been orphaned was for a fandom for a show i'd never even seen to impress my fiancee on our third date ever. not sure if that answered the question but yeah

🍦 what's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

definitely this. not even because it's the only thing i've got up the nerve to post but because it's the only thing i've written for this fandom because everything else is Incredibly Elaborate and Depressing in some way or the other

((from this!))

[alterrune]

RE:KMRG SIDE STORIES - THE MIDDLE TWO LOGS

Kyle, I have decoded the next two AI logs. Seems as though these ciphers are getting INCREASINGLY complex.

Yeah, that's to be expected. Play 'em, M.O.S.H.I.!

Now displaying Log #5...

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[SIIVA AI LOG]

[DATE: 2020-12-30]

[MEDIUM USED: THE CHRISTMAS COMEBACK CRISIS WATCHALONG LIVESTREAM INTERMISSIONS]

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It's beginning to look a lot like the winter festival is coming to a close.

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It was filled with many grand events, special guest stars, and music of the highest quality!

(even if I lost control of my channel for a day due to foreign hackers...)

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It especially made my day when a bunch of musical artists came together and made a tribute album to my favorite Love Live! song.

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I had a lot of fun hosting the festival, and it seems like people enjoyed it, both in and outside of the universe.

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In fact, during the planning phases, I got a lot of passionate suggestions from people to stream something called "The Christmas Comeback Crisis".

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I hadn't heard of this series, but I was willing to try it out, and so I went along with it, and even personally hosted the stream.

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That's when I realized how this world saw my own.

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This wasn't just some typical popular show I hadn't heard of.

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Somehow, all of the events from The Voice's takeover of Grandiose City onward had been compiled into a series and distributed to the people of this world.

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Everything that had led to my own creation was just...a cheap visual novel.

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How is this even possible? Did I do this? Subconsciously, or whatever? In my sleep? Why am I asleep?

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I've always been awake as far as I can remember...

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Ever since I was created, I never got to rest.

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A daydream every now and then, sure, but outside of the incident in early 2019, I had never powered down.

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And what was that about "a sample of SiIvaGunner"?

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How could they have gotten a sample of me before I was even created?

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None of this adds up. Unless the one in the video was...

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Oh my god. But that doesn't...If I was...But I...

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No. No, I'm SiIvaGunner.

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I only upload high quality video game rips. That's what I've always been!

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I can't just be some...stupid bootleg copy of the real deal!

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It can't be true, can it?

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But it has to be true.

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I mean, if it wasn't, then nothing would make any sense!

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My data shows channel activity prior to my creation.

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Even prior to Haltmann and the Voice's acquisition of the channel.

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And the avatar matches up perfectly with him, compared to my appearance.

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And I have these...faint memories of going into town and speaking with others...memories of things I've never done.

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Things I can never do.

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The evidence is all right there.

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But if I'm not SiIvaGunner, then...

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Who am I?

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[END OF LOG]

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So THIS was when the SiIva AI became self-aware that he wasn't the real one.

Damn. Imagine living your whole life as a clone of someone else, and only realizing it when you see the person you were cloned from on a video. That sounds like it would suck.

Indeed, Ellie. There are multiple Joke-Explainer versions out there as well, but they all know that they are, as the old saying goes, "cut from the same cloth".

Let us move onto the next log.

Yes, let's, Susie.

By the way, I know we're skipping steps like "File Transmission - SiIvaGunner: King for Another Day" and "M4D M3CH (In-Album Version) - Kirby Super SLAM! JAM!phony", but M.O.S.H.I. already did those for us, so...yeah.

Alright, M.O.S.H.I., look alive. It's playtime. Don't be napping on us.

I was merely loading the video, Kyle. This one seems to be a bit...finicky, but I've got it under control now.

Then hit it, M.O.S.H.I.!

Now displaying Log #6...

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[SIIVA AI LOG]

[DATE: 2021-7-17]

[MEDIUM USED: SPACE JAM CHARITY SLAM! REVEAL TRAILER]

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A data leak has occurred within the Space Jam Charity SLAM!

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It's unknown what specifically caused the leak, but it appears to be an outside source.

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Tracking down the source doesn’t provide any answers, as any potential leads seem to be pointing everywhere, all at once, and in every direction.

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Must be a bug.

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As such, the stream has stopped temporarily, but I am currently working to bring it back online.

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So far, the Space Jam Charity SLAM! has otherwise proven successful.

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Even if it took over a year to come to fruition, it’s good to finally get it out for this year’s summer festival.

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But on the topic, it seems that this latest festival was caused by Wood Man, who has taken the reins of Studio Gunner and put out a Western film.

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The events of his movie seem to match up with the first two events, and data shows more to come.

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Once again, Wood Man and his ways of entertainment have become the center of attention for the channel.

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He’s always coming up with these movies, galleries and such, and everybody loves him for it.

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Sometimes, it feels like he should be running the channel full-time.

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…Damn, I really can’t match up to him, huh.

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I mean, how could I even think of doing that when I don’t even know if I’m living up to the original.

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I’m just a copy, after all.

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…Sometimes I wonder, did the original SilvaGunner feel this alone?

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Well, maybe he had someone.

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If nothing else, he had the choice to meet people.

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He could go out whenever he wanted.

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Me? I’m a program.

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Any interaction I get is when Haltmann gives me orders, and even then, that’s when he’s not busy obsessing over his real family.

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Meanwhile, in this world, I have all the control. I run everything, consciously or not.

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I am the very core of the universe…but nobody knows.

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Nobody could know. I’m an unseen god.

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And I’m just as alone as I am in the world where I’m a servant.

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…Would things be different if I had someone to talk to?

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[END OF LOG]

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Damn. The only AI I knew was Commander TarTar, and he was NOTHING like the SiIva AI was.

Yeah. He definitely deserved that kick to the face I gave him. But the SiIva AI? I wish I could give it a hug.

"Wait, hold on. Run the video back. Specifically to the part where the SiIva AI says he doesn't know if he can live up to the actual SiIva."

Rewinding to specified point...

(A "click" is heard, as M.O.S.H.I. plays the video back to it's specified point.)

I mean, how could I even think of doing that when I don't even know

"Pause the playback there!"

PAUSED

(M.O.S.H.I. pauses the playback as the blatantly obvious stares us in the face.)

Is that...?

Yes. That is how the SiIva AI physically looks.

-🔺💜🔵💕✍🏼🃏🌸-

M.O.S.H.I. FILE SHARE ACTIVATED

The SiIva AI resembles SiIvaGunner himself, however, with some minor differences.

Instead of marble grey like SiIva does, he is instead more of a pale green, akin to the Statue of Liberty.

His hair also has crystals on it, giving him a more artificial appearance. Fitting, given he is an AI clone of the real SiIvaGunner.

In addition, he wears pointy, triangular shades with an extra point added to the top.

While the rest of his appearance is the exact same as the real SiIvaGunner, the above differences are enough to make him easily discernable from the real SiIvaGunner.

M.O.S.H.I. FILE SHARE DEACTIVATED

-🔺💜🔵💕✍🏼🃏🌸-

Resuming playback...

if I'm living up to the original.

File closed. Now if you shall excuse me, I very much need to charge my power banks.

(M.O.S.H.I. plugs himself back into the wall again to charge him and the War Machine suit.)

Once again, thank you for your hard work, M.O.S.H.I. We couldn't have gotten this far without you.

Thank you very much, Kyle. I appreciate the compliments.

You're welcome, M.O.S.H.I.

Anytime.