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[BSTS- Event] Sanrio Collab Event

Masterlist

Common 1

Kokuyou: What do you want, calling me out here Haseyama? 羽瀬山のヤツ、 わざわざ呼びつけて何の用だ?

Takami: Kokuyou. 黒曜。

Kokuyou: Oh, you've been called too... What's going on here? ああ、お前も呼ばれたのか････.. って、どうなってんだこれ。

Takami: I guess you didn't know about this after all. やっぱり黒曜も知らなかったんだね。

Mizuki: Huh?! What is this?! は!? なんだこれ!

Rico: Oh, it's Hello Kitty. Why is she here...? あれ、キティちゃんじゃん。 なんでここに･･････?

Haseyama: Are you all gathered here, thugs? Come on, bow down. You're so arrogant. 集まったか、チンピラども。 ほら、ひれ伏せ。頭が高い。

Mizuki: Huh? What are you suddenly saying? あぁ? いきなり何言ってんだ。

Haseyama: You'll be amazed to hear that a collaboration with Sanrio characters has come true. 聞いて驚け。あのサンリオキャラたちとの コラボが叶った。

Haseyama: You should be grateful to them and tremble with delight at how cute they are. お前たちは彼女たちに感謝して 可愛さにひたすら身を震わせろ。

Haseyama: What I want to say...do you understand? 俺が言いたいこと･･････わかるな?

Kokuyou: There's no way you'll understand. わかるわけねぇだろ。

Rico: Sanrio characters and Starless collab...? Seriously? サンリオキャラとスターレスがコラボ･･････? 本気?

Rico: It's impossible for these guys here, it's just not a good fit. I'm fine though. ここの連中には無理でしょ、合わなすぎ。 オレは問題ないけどさ。

Mizuki: What is sanrio? Is that the name of this stuffed animal? さんりおきゃら? ってなんだ? このぬいぐるみの名前か?

Takami: Her name is Kitty White, better known as Hello Kitty. 彼女はキティ・ホワイト。 ハローキティの名で知られているよ。

Takami: She debuted in 1974. She is a bright and kind girl. デビューは1974年。 明るくてやさしい女のコ。

Takami: ---That's what it says on an information site. ―――って情報サイトに書かれてるね。

Kokuyou: Wow... That's amazing. You've been carrying the name for that long? へえ･･････すげぇな。 そんな長い間、看板を背負ってんのか。

Haseyama: That's it. I won't tolerate failure. Work hard and earn money. そういうことだ。失敗は許さねぇぞ。 しっかり働いて稼ぎやがれ。

Mizuki: No joke. Why would we 冗談じゃねーよ。なんでオレらが

Kokuyou: Wait, Mizuki. 待て、ミズキ。

Kokuyou: You're borrowing someone else's name, so do your job properly. よそ様の看板を借りるんだ、 ちゃんと仕事をしろ。

Mizuki: Huh......? は･･････?

Kokuyou: They came all the way to this rundown establishment. It's only polite to entertain them with all our heart. こんな場末の店にまで来てくれたんだ。 全力でもてなすのが礼儀だろ。

Mizuki: Entertain...? Are you serious? もてなす･･････? お前マジで言ってんのか。

Haseyama: Wow, as expected from the head of W. It's helpful that you understand things so quickly. いや〜、さすがWのトップ。 理解が早くて助かるぜ。

Haseyama: Well then, it's up to you to decide the details. じゃあ、細かいことはお前らで決めておけ。

Haseyama: I won't allow anything to tarnish the reputation of Sanrio characters. サンリオキャラたちの名に 傷をつけることは許さねぇからな。

Kokuyou: In the end, is it a complete throw? 結局丸投げか。

Takami: It looks like it. Let's decide who will take responsibility for this. そうみたいだね。 ひとまず、分担を決めようか。

Rico: Separate the stage and the floor? It would be less confusing than a mixed team. ステージとフロアで分ける? 混成チームより混乱なさそう。

Takami: That sounds good. Now the question is who will take the stage... それがよさそうだね。 じゃあどっちがステージやるかだけど･･････

Mizuki: On stage? With these guys? ステージ? こいつらと?

Takami: Is it difficult? 難しいかな。

Kokuyou: Well then, W will take the stage. I'll leave the floor to B. じゃあ、ステージはWが受け持つ。 Bにはフロアを任せるぞ。

Kokuyou: What will we do in collaboration? We should decide that over there. コラボで何するか、 そっちはそっちで決めておけ。

Mizuki: Uh, wait a minute, Kokuyo! え、おい待てよ黒曜!

Mizuki: Tch, what are we doing on the floor? チッ、フロアで何やれってんだ。

Rico: We have no choice but to think about it. I'm sure W is also thinking about the stage. 考えるしかないってことでしょ。 Wだってステージ考えるんだろうし。

Mizuki: Shit...what kind of joke is this! クソ･･････なんの冗談だよ!

Common 2

Taiga: Isn't this the place where Sanrio character goods are sold? ここじゃねーすか。 サンリオキャラのグッズが売ってる場所。

Taiga: There's also Kuromi, Tuxedo Sam, Kerokerokeroppi, and My Melody. クロミにタキシードサム、 けろけろけろっぴにマイメロディもいますよ。

Akira: Ah, I know this one. It's PomPomPurin. あ、オレこれ知ってる。 ポムポムプリンだろ。

Akira: Girl in my class used to like him. 昔、クラスの女子が好きだったなー。

Taiga: he's still popular. He also came in 4th place in this year's Sanrio Character Awards. 今も人気すよ。 今年のサンリオキャラクター大賞も4位すな。

Taiga: Actually, he's a regular top-ranking character every year. つか、毎年上位常連キャラすわ。

Shin: Character award? キャラクター大賞?

Taiga: Every year there is a popularity poll for Sanrio characters. 毎年、サンリオキャラの 人気投票があるんすよ。

Takami: Hmm, it's kind of a borderline thing. へえ、ボーダーライン的なものかな。

Taiga: Please don't lump me in with that one. あれと一緒にしないでくだせー。

Taiga: I think Cinnamoroll, is the one that came in first this year, received over 5 million votes. 今年1位のシナモロールは、 票数500万以上じゃなかったっけ。

Akira: 5 million!? Wow! He's super popular. 500万!? すご! めちゃ人気じゃん。

Taiga: He's really popular. He's definitely been at the top for the past few years. マジ人気すよ。 たしか、ここ数年ずっとトップのはず。

Takami: Taiga, you know a lot. Do you like Sanrio characters? 大牙、詳しいね。 サンリオキャラ好きだったりする?

Taiga: I would say that the general public knows about it too. The general election will also be featured on the internet news. わりと一般人も知ってる話すよ。 総選挙はネットニュースにもなるし。

Akira: Hey, They have a stuffed animal the size of a hug pillow. It's super fluffy! なあ、抱き枕サイズのぬいぐるみがある。 すげーモフモフ!

Taiga: It's spectacular when they're lined up along the wall. It's full of fancy. 壁一面に並んでると壮観すな。 ファンシーであふれてる。

Akira: That's right, is there no Pollyanna? She appears in the lyrics, a bright and lovely girl. そうだ、ポリアンナはいないの? 歌詞に出てくるじゃん、明るいめっちゃいい子。

Akira: "Lady oh my Pollyanna!"~♪ 『Lady oh my Pollyanna!』~♪ ってさ。

Taiga: No, I've never heard of a character named Pollyanna. いや、ポリアンナってキャラは 聞いたことねーすよ。

Takami: That's right, the original source this time is taken from a place that has nothing to do with Sanrio characters. そうだね、今回の原典、サンリオキャラとは 関係ないところから持ってきたから。

Takami: The original is "Little Pollyanna," and that's the name of the heroine. 原典は『少女ポリアンナ』、 そのヒロインの名前だね。

Takami: I superimposed her bright and positive personality onto Kitty. 彼女の明るくて前向きな様子を、 キティに重ねたんだ。

Akira: Oh, I see. ヘー、そうなんだ。

Shin: ...But it's interesting. There seem to be some motorcycle and car goods as well. ･･････しかし興味深い。 バイクや車のグッズもあるようだ。

Takami: I thought they would all be cute, but that wasn't the case. てっきり可愛いものばかりと思いましたが、 そうではないんですね。

Takami: The outdoor goods are also cool and military-style. アウトドアグッズも、 ミリタリーっぽくてかっこいい。

Taiga: It's not just cute, it's amazing. ただ可愛いだけじゃないとは、さすがすわー。

Takami: Yes...it's not just cute. そう･･････可愛いだけじゃない。

Takami: I thought we should match this to the Sanrio characters. こちらがサンリオキャラに 合わせていくべきかと思ったけど。

Takami: Apparently there's no need for that. どうやらその必要はなさそうだね。

Shin: The paint on the brush is the color of the flower. 絵筆についた絵の具が、花の色だ。

Akira: What, what do you mean? 何、どういうこと?

Takami: This means that W will remain W and be able to coexist with Sanrio characters. WはWのまま、サンリオキャラと 共存できるということだよ。

Shin: Is this why Kokuyo is not on the field? 黒曜が場にいないのはこのためか。

Shin: The echo returns to where it belongs, as if instinctively finding its way. こだまはあるべきところへ戻る。 本能的に在処をつかんだようだ。

Takami: Fufu, looks like it's going to be busy from now on. ふふ、これから忙しくなりそうですね。

Common 3

Hinata: Wow, so cute! This is a cafe? わ~、めっちゃ可愛い! ここ、カフェ?

Kongou: There is a Sanrio character cafe next to the goods shop. グッズショップの隣にサンリオキャラの カフェがあるんだよ。

Ran: Oh! It's fluffy and sparkling! お~! フワフワでキラキラやなー!

Rico: I'd love to come to places like this with Kotori-chan. こういう場所には 小��ちゃんと来たいんだけど。

Rico: It's great to see cute girls in a cute places eating cute desserts. 可愛い子が可愛い空間で 可愛いデザートを食べてるのがいいんでしょ。

Kongou: Fair enough. Since we've come all this way, let's get something to eat. まあまあ。 せっかく来たんだし、何か食べていこう。

Kongou: Heath, what do you want? How about latte art? ヒース、何にする? ラテアートなんてどう?

Heath: Anything is fine. Ask for what you like. なんでもいい。 好きに頼んで。

Kongou: Really? What about you Mizuki? They have hamburgers too. そうか? ミズキはどうする? ハンバーガーもあるよ。

Mizuki: Okay, let's eat. There are a lot of different character menus. おう、食う。 つか、いろんなキャラのメニューあんだな。

Mizuki: Why not try the whole menu instead? どうせならメニュー全制覇しようぜ!

Rico: No thanks. I won't be able to finish it anyway. パス。 どうせ食べきれない。

Ran: This time it's a reconnaissance mission, so we can each order what we like. 今回は偵察やし、 それぞれ好きなもん頼めばいいやろ。

Mizuki: What's wrong, this is so boring. なんだよ、ノリわりーな。

Kongou: What should I do? A smoothie or a cream soda... Both are cute. 俺はどうしよう。スムージーか クリームソーダ･･････ どっちも可愛いな。

Hinata: You'll get lost! 迷っちゃうよね!

Ran: Wow, it's surprisingly fun. やー、意外と楽しめるもんやな。

Hinata: Yeah yeah! All the menu items were super cute. うんうん! どのメニューもめちゃ可愛いかった。

Kongou: I like the smoothies that matched the character's colors. キャラのカラーと合わせたスムージーが 俺は好きだったな。

Kongou: The character steamed buns were good too. キャラの肉まんもよかったけど。

Ran: Come to think of it, Mizuki seemed a little nervous when he was eating the steamed bun. そーいやミズキ、肉まんを食う時 若干キョドってたよな。

Mizuki: I wasn't nervous or anything! It just didn't look like food to me. 別にキョドってねーよ! 食いもんに見えなかっただけだ。

Hinata: I know, it's too cute to eat! わかる~、可愛すぎて食べられないやつ!

Rico: Of course I can't eat it, it's on the cafe menu. 食べられないわけないじゃん、 カフェメニューなんだからさ。

Rico: I'm done, so I'll go home first. 用終わったし、オレは先帰る。

Mizuki: What's with him? Of course he knows that. なんだあいつ。 そんなのわかってるに決まってるだろ。

Kongou: Fair enough. まあまあ。

Kongou: But it's cute and delicious... so even people who don't know the characters can enjoy it. でも、可愛いくておいしくて･･････ あれならキャラ���知らない人も楽しめるよな。

Heath: It's true, I think it's cool to be so particular about sticking to being "cute." たしかに、「可愛い」を貫くために こだわりを持ってるのはかっこいいかな。

Heath: Well, I'll go now. じゃあ、オレもお先に。

Hinata: Ah, everyone is going home now. I wanted to see more shops. えー、みんなもう帰っちゃうの。 もっとお店見たかったのに。

Hinata: I've just started to like Sanrio characters, right? せっかくサンリオキャラのこと 好きになってきたところだし。ね?

Mizuki: Well, maybe it's worse than I thought. ま、思ったより悪くねーかもな。

Mizuki: When Haseyama first suggested a collaboration I thought it was crap. ハセヤマがコラボを言い出した時は クソだと思ったけどよ。

Ran: But we're in charge of the floor. What a shame. でも、オレらはフロア担当じゃん。 残念やなー。

Ran: It's more fun to go wild on stage! ステージで暴れたほうが楽しいのに!

Mizuki: It's just a matter of sharing the duties of entertaining on the dance floor. No one's telling me not to go on stage. フロアでもてなしするって分担なだけ。 ステージに出るなとは言われてねーよ。

Ran: Oh, what's this? Time for some mischief? In that case, would you go with me? お、なんや。悪巧みの時間か? そんなら付き合うけど?

Kongou: Hey, don't do anything unnecessary. おい、余計なことするなよ。

Mizuki: Hehe, you want to make the collaboration even more exciting, right Kongou? へへ、お前だってコラボ盛り上げたいだろ? 金剛!

Ran: The floor and the stage are all special! フロアもステージも、 全部盛りスペシャルや!

Hinata: What? Something interesting is happening? Exciting! なになに、面白いこと始まる? ワクワク!

Kongou: No, that's why it's not okay...sigh. いやだからダメだって･･････はぁ。

Common 4

Akira: Well then, let's liven things up a bit. そんじゃ、いっちょ盛り上げますかー。

Unei: We apologize for the long wait, everyone. みなさま、大変お待たせいたしました。

Unei: Before Team W's show, enjoy a surprise performance by Team B! チームWのショーの前に、チームBによる サプライズステージをどうぞお楽しみください!

Kokuyou: ...What's going on now? ･･････なんだ今の?

Takami: It looks like the announcement earlier was not wrong. さっきのアナウンス、 間違いじゃないみたいだね。

Taiga: A surprise stage? Wow, that's so B-like. サプライズステージすか。 いやー、Bらしいすわ。

Akira: I see, it's a standard number with a chorus that only a collaboration can create. なるほど、スタンダードナンバーに コラボならではのコーレスね〜。

Unei: Wow, the surprise was a huge success! やー、サプライズ大成功ですね!

Unei: Now when the main stars, Team W, appear on stage the stage will be perfect. これで真打ちのWみなさんが登場すれば ステージは完璧ですよ。

Kokuyou: It's not perfect. W hasn't been communicated to management. 完璧じゃねぇよ。 Wに話が通ってねぇぞ、運営。

Unei: Huh? えっ?

Unei: Mizuki told me that B will be livening up the show before W's show... ミズキさんからWのショーの前に Bが盛り上げるって聞いたんですけど･･････。

Kokuyou: I didn't hear anything though. Those naughty kids are running wild. 聞いてねぇけどな。 悪ガキどもが暴走しやがって。

Unei: Didn't you hear me?! Well then, should we stop the stage? 聞いてないんですか!? じゃ、じゃあステージ止めますか?

Kokuyou: Fine, let him. いい、やらせとけ。

Shin: The audience erupts in joy, and the performance is a success. 客は歓喜に湧き、ステージとしては成功だ。

Takami: It seems there have been no accidents. 事故もないようですしね。

Takami: ...But that doesn't mean it's okay, does it, Kokuyo? ･･････だからいいというわけでもない、 ということでしょう、黒曜。

Kokuyou: That's what happened. そういうこった。

Mizuki: It was so much fun! It was awesome. めちゃくちゃ盛り上がったー! サイコーだぜ。

Ran: Surprise success! サプライズ大成功!

Kokuyou: I've been waiting, you little brats. 待ってたぜ、クソガキども。

Mizuki: Hey, Kokuyou. B warmed up the hall. よぉ、黒曜。 Bがホールをあっためてやったぜ。

Mizuki: The audience was in a frenzy! 客席も大盛り上がりだ!

Kokuyou: Yes, thanks for setting things up. そうだな、お膳立てどうも。

Takami: But it should have been shared. けど、共有はすべきだったね。

Takami: Could it be that an accident occurred because you guys had proceeded on your own? 君たちが勝手に進めたことで、 事故があったかもしれないだろう?

Mizuki: There wasn't. なかっただろ。

Takami: As it turned out, we didn't know anything about it. 結果的にね。 でも、俺たちは何も知らなかった。

Takami: There was a chance that we would start performing at the same time. 同じタイミングでステージを 始めちゃう可能性もあったよ。

Hinata: Stages B and W starting at the same time? That's an accident! BとWのステージが同時に始まる? 事故じゃん!

Shin: Oh, and customers will be confused too. ああ、客も混乱するだろうな。

Ran: What's more, it's really lame. しかも、めっちゃダサい。

Mizuki: ...Is that so? ･･････そういうことかよ。

Kokuyou: Oh well, it's over. Come on, go ahead and spin the hole. ま、終わったことだ。 ほら、ホール回してこい。

Kokuyou: It's our job to entertain Sanrio characters. Don't slack off. サンリオキャラをもてなすのが俺たちの仕事だ。 手ェ抜くなよ。

Mizuki: I know. わかってるっての。

Kokuyou: From here on, it's the W show. Enjoy the real thing, from the hall. ここからはWのショーだ。 本物を楽しめよ、ホールからな。

Mizuki: Let's see if you can do better than us. オレらよりやれるか、見ててやるぜ。

Hinata: I'm looking forward to the hall too! I wonder if I'll get to meet the ladies. ホールも楽しみ! おねーさんに会えるかな。

Kokuyou: Sorry, let me do it. 悪かったな、お前にやらせて。

Takami: No, I don't need you to tell me that. いや、君に言わせるまでもないことだから。

Kokuyou: Well then, shall we go? それじゃ、行くか。

Kokuyou: This is where the real action begins.

Common 5

Rico: Thank you for coming to see me, Kotori-chan. 小鳥ちゃん、会いに来てくれてありがと。

Kazami Saki: Hello Rico-san. That girl is My Melody! リコさん、こんにちは。 その子はマイメロディですよね!

Rico: That's right ♪ I'll be welcoming the cute girl together with Melody. 正解♪ 可愛い子を メロディと一緒にお出迎えだよ。

Hinata: Saki-san, what about me? Take a look! Sakiさん、オレは? 見てみて!

Kazami Saki: Fufu, it's so cute. The girls with Hinata-san are――― ふふ、すごく可愛いです。 ヒナタさんが一緒の子たちは――――

Hinata: It's Lloromannic. Do you know? Berry is a boy and Cherry is a girl–. ルロロマニックだよ。知ってる? 男のコのベリーと女のコのチェリー。

Kazami Saki: Paired with Hinata, they make a cute trio. ヒナタさんと組んで、可愛いトリオですね。

Hinata: Cute trio! Nice, that's good ♪ 可愛いトリオ! いいね、それもーらい♪

Kongou: Welcome, Saki-chan. やあ、いらっしゃい、Sakiちゃん。

Heath: Did you enjoy the surprise stage? If you enjoyed it, then that's good. サプライズステージは楽しんでくれた? アンタが喜んでくれたなら、いいんだけど。

Kazami Saki: It was a real surprise to see Team B on stage! まさかチームBのステージがあるなんて、 本当にサプライズでした!

Kazami Saki: The Sanrio character collaboration version of the stage was also fun. サンリオキャラコラボバージョンの ステージも楽しかったです。

Kazami Saki: Oh, you two are also with Sanrio characters. So cute! あ、2人もサンリオキャラと一緒なんですね。 可愛いです!

Kongou: Haha, Cinnamoroll is the cutest. はは、可愛いのはシナモロールだよ。

Heath: Apparently when they're collaborating, they take him with them when they go out onto the dance floor. コラボ中はフロアに出る時、 一緒に連れていくんだって。

Kazami Saki: Wow. Heath-san is with  Keroppi. I hope you can become good friends during this collaboration. へぇ。ヒースさんはけろっぴなんですね。 コラボの間に仲良くなれたらいいですね。

Heath: ……I agree. ………そうだね。

Kongou: Well, I'm off to greet the customers over there. See you, Saki-chan. さてと、向こうのお客にも挨拶してくるよ。 またね、Sakiちゃん。

Hinata: See you later! またあとでねー!

Kazami Saki: Thank you for reaching out to me. 声をかけてくれてありがとうございます。

Kazami Saki: (Everyone with stuffed toys is so cute...hehe) (ぬいぐるみを持ってるみなさん、 本当に可愛らしいな･･･････ふふっ)

Akira: Hello, Saki-chan. やっほー、Sakiちゃん。

Akira: Did you enjoy the W show? Wのショー、楽しんでくれた?

Kazami Saki: Thank you all for your hard work, it was so much fun! みなさん、お疲れさまです。 とっても楽しかったです!

Kazami Saki: I never thought that W and Sanrio characters would go together so well. まさかあんなにWとサンリオキャラが 合うと思っていなくて。

Taiga: I agree. At first I was wondering what would happen. 俺も同感すわ。 最初はどうなるもんかと思いきや。

Kazami Saki: It's a mix of cute and cool, and you'll likely become addicted to it. 可愛いとかっこいいが混じって、 やみつきになってしまいそうです。

Akira: It's interesting to hear W songs that are different from their usual songs. 普段のWとは違う楽曲を、 Wが歌うってのは面白いよなー。

Akira: I think last summer's superhero show had a similar feel. 去年の夏のヒーローショーも、 似たような感じだった気がする。

Taiga: Ah, that's an odd one. あー、あの変わり種すね。

Kazami Saki: But this was also a new experience for me. It was fun! でもこれもW! って感じで新鮮でしたよ。 楽しかったです!

Kokuyou: You know that, don't you? わかってるじゃねぇか。

Kokuyou: It would be rude to lose our individuality in order to entertain people who have come to collaborate. コラボに来てくれ��相手をもてなすのに、 俺たちらしさをなくすのは逆に失礼だろ。

Kokuyou: Well, it was also great that they had the tolerance to accept whatever came their way. まあ、何と交わろうと受け入れちまう度量が 向こうにあったのもデカかったな。

Akira: I know. Singing was so much fun thanks to the Sanrio characters. わかる。サンリオキャラのおかげで 歌うのがめちゃ楽しかったもんなー。

Taiga: Oh, the older guys also noticed how amazing they were and were very noble... お~、にーさんたちも彼女たちの すごさに気づいて殊勝に･･････。

Kokuyou: I mean, if I get serious, there's no stage I can't achieve. つーか俺が本気になりゃ できねぇステージなんざねぇんだよ。

Akira: I can sing any song ♪ オレはどんな歌だって歌えるしねー♪

Taiga: It wasn't particularly special. 全然殊勝じゃなかった･･････。

Common 6

Akira: Ah, it's over.

Akira: Just now, at the final performance The girls were screaming and screaming.

Akira: Are you going to clean up all of this now?

Shin: Give up. The shadow on the glass will not go away.

Kongou: Ran, I'll put some cushioning material in the box, Can you put the stuffed animal in a plastic bag?

Kongou: If it rains, I can't let it get wet and dirty.

Ran: Oh, okay.

Taiga: It is packed with cushioning material and placed in a thick plastic bag to prevent it from getting wet.

Taiga: Much better treatment than we were. They offer everything you could possibly want.

Kongou: These are characters that are loved by a lot of people. It has to be returned in a good condition.

Taiga: No, that's not the place to be serious.

Ran: It's finally cleaned up. Somehow this view is nostalgic!

Kongou: But I'm a little sad. This collaboration was a lot of fun.

Kongou: It was a bit awkward for me to walk around the floor with a stuffed toy

Ran: Say something like that, The customers kept calling you "cute"

Kongou: Because it's for Cinnamoroll!

Akira: …

Shin: What's wrong?

Akira: When I returned to the usual Starless, I felt like what I had just been was incredibly far away.

Taiga: Well, that's what collaboration is all about.

Taiga: It's a special time, so to speak, when world lines that would never intersect under normal circumstances do intersect.

Ran: That's right. Putting me and Pochacco aside, Taiga and Kuromi don't seem to be getting along!

Taiga: There's no way you and Pochacco are together.

Shin: This is now packed.

Kongou: I'll ask the management to arrange for it to be picked up. Ran, please carry another cardboard box.

Ran: Okay, this is it.

Kongou: Well, when you're done cleaning. I have to start preparing for the next show.

Shin: Akira, Taiga, let's go. We are the entrance.

Taiga: I'm so busy. Just let me bask in the afterglow a little longer.

Shin: Don't tell the Starlight your secrets.

Akira: Ah, it feels like the usual Starless.

Masterlis

English is not my main language so there may be a lot of mistakes. I used google translator most of the time so if you find any mistakes in the translation please let me know and I will fix them quickly!

[grigori77]

Critical Role, Campaign 3 Episode 95

Ia must admit, I am enjoying Marisha taking up the slack from Sam for the plugs. Oh, a perfume ad spood? Coool ... and it's ASHLEY?!!! Sweet. I mean she does have the SEXY VOICE in the bunch, so ... wow ... really going all out there, ain'tcha Ash? XD

Why is Matt turning into the announcer from The Running Man? That's ... something ...

Saucy? Yes indeed ... LOL

Laura: "Speaking of Bells Hells ... we weren't ..." XD

Yeah ... Aeor ... this is gonna be ... INTERESTING ...

I know! Fucking ASTRID!!! Total shocker! And also we got our boy, too ...

Why is Astrid suddenly FRENCH, Matthew?

A FUGITIVE? How so? I thought Essek was doing alright these days ... Occultus Thalamus? Huh?

"Beautiful purple man"? Dorian knows what's up, definitely ...

His "PARTNER"? Oh Essek ... O.O I mean that's ADORABLE ...way to go, Caleb ... :3

Oh, so there was like a proper OFFICIAL Armistice? That's pretty cool ... I mean I'm not THAT good at keeping track, but still ...

Upgrade? Hmmm ... ah, now then, Astrid, careful there ... you don't wanna mess with THIS piece of business right now ...

Group Persuasion check? Interesting ... Taliesin rolls a 2, but Ashton's "tempted to just threaten physically" ... XD

Good point ... what DID happen in Zadash?

Awww ... KITTY!!! :3

A terrible flaming bird? You mean like a phoenix?

The Genesis Ward?

"Farts are funny" ... okay ... Astrid: "I will treasure it always." Yeah ...

Prudence? Awwwwwww ...

The Gale & the Raven is a bit trite? Hmmm ...

Oh here we go ... yeah, Tusk Love, no surprise there ...

Dorian: "Oh, there's a book that's called Just the Tip right here!" XD

A "picture porn"? FEARNE CALLOWAY!!! O.O

An Exandrian Kama Sutra? Fascinating ... yeah, OF COURSE she takes it ... LOL A Nat20? Yeah, no surprise there ...

So ... she thinks they're like ... A POLYCULE? Intriguing ... in a hilariously saucy way ... whoa, HOW MUCH?!!!

Yeah ... I wonder if Essek's having flashbacks right now ...

Yussa? Really?

Supples? Okay ... OH!!! YES!!! Is Pumat still in town? Go there! GO THERE!!!

The Pentamarket! Cool!

Taliesin wants a shopping episode ... and honestly that sounds like fun ... yes ...

Ashton wants a new jacket? Yes. Definitely. Oh, new wardrobe for EVERYBODY? Double yes. Good idea.

Marisha: "What? I WANT THAT!" XD

The Emerald Curtain ... sounds like it could work ...

Ah, the new clothing smell ...

"Musicians"? Really? Oh ... memorialise FCG? Yes ... cloaks? Definitely ... oh, yes, checking through the stock sounds good ... yes, do that.

"Keith"? Hmmm ... oh yes, they are high-maintenance clients indeed ...

Artsy-fartsy? Yeah ... a slender half-giant? WOOD CARVING?!!! Oh wow ... Chetney is DEFINITELY interested ...

Damid? Oh, I like this guy already. "An audience? It's been a bit." XD Yeah, I love this guy.

Just the dye ... yeah, Laudna's very hands-on ...

"HOT BOI" ... Marisha's fan is sending me ... XD

Matching corsets? Go Imodna! :3

Fur-lined leather coveralls for Chetney ... YEAH. Definitely. Oh ... leather BRIEFS?!!! Hmmm ... so he's expecting to full-on HULK IT, apparently ...

235 gold pieces overall ... Laura INSTANTLY reacts, much as expected ... "I'm just Imogen here, I don't know what things cost."

Yeah, they don't HAVE TO roleplay all of it ... LOL

Magic shop? Oh please ... PLEASE ...

FOOD!!! Yes, FOOD!!! God idea ...

Oooh, noodles, yay! Now I'm getting hungry ...

The Invulnerable Vagrant ... OH YEAH ... here we go ...

O.O This is gonna be so much fun ...

PUMAT SOL!!! PUMAT SOL!!! PUMAT SOL!!!

Oh I have missed that voice ... Matt just slips RIGHT BACK INTO IT like he never went away ... Robbie's reaction to gettting to see this first hand is PRICELESS ... I love it ...

Yeah, the clones ... Fearne: "What is happening?" I KNOW!!! XD Ashton: "This is what the inside of my head is like all the time right now."

Oh, so they're EXACTLY like the Ludinus clone they fought before ... crazy ... I love how they're incapable of being sent into an existential crisis regarding their autonomy and originality ... it's kind of cute ...

Ah! Potions! Here we go ... and other goodies! Cool ...

A harp? That sounds very Yasha ... is it a BONE harp?

Robe of the Midnight Rune? Interesting ... oh yes, that is DEFINITELY exactly what Imogen's been looking for. GET THAT!!! Whoa ... 9500 gold pieces? Are you KIDDING ME?!!!

3500 for the armour ... ALSO ridiculously expensive ...

The harp fires arrows. Ye gods ... BOOMY arrows, too ... oh, that is a SWEET item. The arrows do THUNDER DAMAGE!!! That is SO CHOICE. Oh wow ... that whole thing just keeps getting MORE AND MORE impressive ... 8000 gold pieces? Fuck ...

Healing potions, yesh ... and a SPEEDY potion? Wow ... a potion of INVULNERABILITY?!!! Double wow ...

Dorian gives Orym ALL OF HIS MONEY to buy the armour. OH MY GOD!!! That's just adorable ... he might as well just put a ring on it right now! Seriousl O.O

Oh yeah! Sell some of the Ruidian shit! Smart!

They must have souls, surely ... they way they are, they MUST HAVE ...

NO!!! Orym, don't sell you new sword!

How to blow Pumat Sol's mind - tell them you've been to the Moon! XD ... and now Imogen's talking into his head ... oh, appealing to the unity for the greater good? Persuasion check! Oh NICE ROLL, Laura!

The Bank of Chetney ... XD

These ARE very unique down here right now ... roll good for Persuasion, Marisha ... 23? Oh yes ...

Fearne will have 69 gold left ... OF COURSE she will ... XD

Chetney COULD do with a ranged attack, yes. That is the smark move, give HIM the harp ...

So robe to Imogen, the armour to Orym and the harp to Chetney. Plus the potions, that's a SWEET haul ...

Oh yes, that's right ... the moon not being in the sky WOULD have been proof to FCG that the world is ROUND ... awww ...

Holy fuck ... the world really is just GOING TO SHIT right now, clearly ...

Awwww ... seriously, Orym, he only did it because he LOVES YOU. You could totally tap that if you want to. Which we KNOW you do.

Ashton: "Do you know Stairway to the Astral Realm?"

Oh, so that's it for the night? Okay. And time for a break ...

Oh my gods that Beason advert was complete genius ...

The Lodge of the Eclipse. Oh, it's a jazz club? Cool ...

Rooms for the night? Good. Oh, Essek has WAYS, does he? Interesting ... wow, THAT is a very good deal indeed ...

Essek does squats, apparently ... XD

Come on, Esxsek, be FUN for once. Surely it's been a while since you've done this kind of thing ...

A BURLESQUE SHOW?!!! Really? O.O

A sexy buxom half-orc? Nice ... that's definitely my style ...

Laudna, chill! Dear fucking gods ...

Yoink! Ashton grabs some of Fearne's lacy stuff ... and she lets him ... :3

Yeah, Dorian and Chetney are clearly having a blast ...

Madame Feathered-Face? Oooooh ... a sexy dwarven fan-dance? Nice ... a feathery beard? Cool ... oh WOW that is AWESOME, she can FLY with it! O.O

Ashton is showing Essek his head ... oh, this should be interesting. He knows A LOT about this particularly kind of stuff, if I remember ... oh, NOW what the fuck is he doing? Seriously? This feels ... rash ...

Dunamis ... yeah, I thought so ... needless to say he is concerned but also DEEPLY impressed ...

Ashton does the rainbow sparkle thing ... Essek: "Now you're just showing off.

Chetney's heart is lost once again ... XD

Orym is checking out Otohan's sabre ... okay ...

Ah, the Luxon Beacons ... yeah ... oh, so it looks like Ludinus and co have one or more at their disposal, then ... great ...

Ashton: "When you jump out of a window, you try not to blame the quality of the glass ..." Oof ...

Oh wow ... so they could actually use their own dunamancy to MESS THE KEY UP?!!! Yes, that sounds REALLY good ...

Awwwwwwww ... Fearne gets him talking about Caleb ... :3

Awesome ... hover, boy, HOVER ...

Much floaty foolishness ensues ... XD

The story of how Ashton first found Letters ... awwww ... oh, I am NOT alright now ...

Arts and crafts is fun ...

What is Orym going to do with this thing? Oh ... he's TRAINING with it? Whoa ... oh, he's CLAIMING IT? That is ... INTENSE ...

The Wildmother? Oh ... man ...

Marisha: "The night before San Diego ComicCon ..." XD

Matt: "Tim Burton's Island of Misfit Toys ..."

Oh shit ... this is the first time Dorian's seen LIVING Pate ... "Oooooooh ... is it too late to back out of this now?" Yeah ... oh, he is THOROUGHLY disturbed ... I am NOT surpised ... this is a TRULY SURREAL scene ... in a truly CREEPY way ...

Awww .. alone time for Orym and Fearne ... and here's Dorian ... the original trio back together ... :3

Finally Fearne leaves them alone to catch up ... oh my gods ... is THIS what we've been waiting for for so long? O.O

Time for a much-earned rest, yeah ...

Laudna does NOT like Orym with Otohan's blade ... oh fuck ... not NOW ... FUCK OFF, Delilah!

Fuck ... she KNEW Ludinus? Great ...

Seriously Laudna, DO NOT listen to this evil bitch ... oh no ... I mean it, this is SO STUPID ...

Oh shit ... is Otohan's sword SENTIENT? Is this gonna be another Grog situation?

Yeah, Orym's ridiculously aware EVEN WHEN HE'S ASLEEP ...

Darkness? REALLY?!!! Oh my gods ...

No ... sriously, Laudna, DO NOT Wither the vines ... oh fuck, she's doing it ... Wither & Bloom ... oof ... and she has to be PRECISE doing it ... oh fuck ... O.O

Yeah, of course this wakes him up ... and he's in total darkness while he's QUITE CLEARLY being fucking ATTACKED ... oh yeah, he's IMMEDIATELY ready to fight regardless of the conditions ... NOW what?

A contested Dexterity roll? Oh fuck ...

Dear fucking gods this is going SO BAD SO QUICKLY ... and now everybody else is waking up too ... perfect ...

Mage Hand? Really? Okay ... this is ALL bad decisions at this point ... and now she has the fucking sword ...

Seriously Laudna, I'm saying it AGAIN, DO NOT trust this evil c£$%!

And now they can all see ... great ... oh this looks SO BAD ...

Fuck ... is this REALLY starting to turn into a genuine conscious fight between these two right now? Oh no ... she's going to FLEE?!!! This could get even worse so quickly ...

Well that's it then ... the sword is OUT of her grasp ... now what?

Just STOP!!! Right now, please just STOP before this gets so much worse ...

Both of them are making VERY GOOD POINTS right now and I don't like where either of them are going with this ...

Ashton is doing something SO FUCKING SMART right now and I'm here for it ...

Fearne can Identify the sword? Okay, yeah, totally do that, that's really smart ...

Imogen casts Detect Thoughts on Laudna ... there is a collective intake of breath around the table and I don't blame them ...

Whispers? Oh, here we go ...

Chetney's been asleep this whole time? Wow ...

Be VERY CAREFUL Fearne ... Ishta the Summit Blade ... of NOW we get the little card? Matthew fucking Mercer!

Wake up, Chet! We need you ...

"Geometry and stuff" XD ... I love how rudimentary Fearne's understanding of Chetney's abilities is ...

Grim Psychometry ... here we go ...

Oh this is some TRULY UGLY SHIT ... this blade is HORRIBLE ... oh fuck, Zephrah? No, I don't want this ... don't do this, Matt ... seriously this thing should not be used again ...

Chetney VOMITS. Of course he does ...

Wait ... nobody else knows about his deal with Morri ... did he just OUT his deal with Morri? SERIOUSLY Orym?

Can Dorian finally break this standoff?

Oh for fuck's sake ... now it's Laudna against Imogen ... this won't end well ...

Imogen: "Let it go." Laudna: "Why?" Imogen: "Because I don't think it's YOU that wants this."

She just LEAVES? What?

And now Fearne tries to stop her ... oh boy ... now Imogen's going out after her ...

Oh fuck ... Delilah? Seriously? Tell me she's now being full-on fucking TAKEN OVER right now ... Laudna's ABSORBING the knife ... bloody hell ... this is HORRIFYING ...

Fuck! It IS her! Not good! Not fucking good! A "Delilah CAGE"? Fuck ... great ... now it's BOTH OF THEM TOGETHER ... I hate this ... seriously, did they come up with this in advance? It feels like they did and I HATE IT ...

Holy ... I LOVE you and it made that all go away? CAN their love really be strong enough for this? Suddenly I'm SO WORRIED that it's not going to be enough ...

THAT'S where he ending it? Fuck ... oh this is SO MUCH right now ... that was INTENSE ...

I'm SO SCARED for them right now ...

[ria-writes-stories]

Ship: Vizzy

Genre: Cotton, Romance, Tension-?

Description: ✨ 💃 ✨ SHAKIRA✨ SHAKIRA ✨

Actual note: basically Lizzy and V doing comfort in their own way

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(No one's pov)

V simply walked away from Uzi and N, leaving them in Doll's home as Uzi yelled at her annoyed while V simply ignored her to oblivion. She didn't have time for these games. That girl had the same thing as Cyn...That creepy red-eyed freak Doll. She wasn't going to wait for her to end up where Cyn did. Oh no, she was going to shut this show down, once and for all, and she'll make sure to take Uzi down as well. It's just how things have to be, you know?

V went into the ball room and checked the oil from the floor where Doll fell when she shot her, the pool of oil was significantly smaller, meaning that somehow she got some of her oil back, hell knows how.

While V was pondering about this a hand found itself resting on her shoulder. "Hello Diva queen you there?" Lizzy said in an overly annoyed tone as V frowned and glared at Lizzy. "The hell do you want now?" "Uhm? Rude much don't you think? I helped you." "After you nearly got me killed!" "We already talked about this, you wanted to kill everyone here so get over it." V rolled her eyes as she huffed frustrated. "Look- I didn't spend hours on making this amazingly fashionable dress for it to go to waste because Doll threw a tantrum and because you and those two sore losers were petty as hell towards her, so you are helping me to get everyone back here and get the party started." Lizzy wasn't asking, she was demanding it, ordering V all the while she flipped her hair and walked towards the DJ set up where a knife was in the main circuit board from the earlier fight. V cocked an eyebrow as she got up. "And what makes you think I'll do that?" "Oh come ooon! It ain't fair to be selfish you know. You had your fun, it seems fair we have ours, ok? Plus you look like you could use a party, besides, I thought you like scaring people." V looked at Lizzy genuinely confused as Lizzy simply replied by giving her confident smirk with a taunt of malice to it with a mean look. "Who said you'll call 'em?"

A smile slowly crept on V's face. Lizzy wasn't asking V to do a chore, she was condemning her to V's favourite game, scaring and terrorizing others, a sick pleasure that she gained by being a disassembly drone in order to cope with the pre-post guilt and anxiety when her memories first started to come back to her. Lizzy wasn't putting V to a chore, she was giving V a fun little activity to blow off steam after the 'overly boring' fight.

Before you knew it V was lurking in the ventilation shafts scaring students back to the celebration room where the prom was meant to be held. Soon enough the sheep were rounded in and Lizzy took care of the rest, placing Darren at the DJ board, while asking Rebecca to help with getting everyone on the dance floor, while Braiden was already posting about it on his socials, as while Emily and Sam struggled to helping Darren with the music given the control board was flung and it was a three people job to connect the wires and seal everything up as to be able to play out the music and the lights without getting an even bigger short circuit and break.

V crossed her arms over her chest as she looked at the crowd of the drones, bored as she missed the few seconds back in which she got to chase students around.

"Yo hissy kitty easy with the claws, no one's biting." Lizzy said teasingly as she looked at V with a smug smirk. V had no clue where that came from but when Lizzy gave a subtle look down and then looked back up into V's eyes, V realised she had her claws out. "Ah...must have forgotten them out from the chase." V said with a slightly dark chuckle as she tucked her claws back in and let her hands out. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. So, we good?" Lizzy asked with true genuine concern, as that subtle worry in her eyes that V got so used to appeared again. V would never admitted it but the contrast of Lizzy's gentle pink glow close to her fainted golden sparkle had something strangely comforting to it. "Yeah, whatever." V said.

V rolled her eyes and looked away closing her eyes with a blank face before opening one eye to look at Lizzy with a faint smile as Lizzy's frown soon turned to a smug smirk.

"Ewww look at those idiots." Lizzy said as V shot her head towards the direction Lizzy was looking. Uzi and N were awkwardly dancing together, nothing compared to their earlier fight-dance, probably because if those two weren't in a balance of chaos and adrenaline they were out of their comfort zone meaning they were sloppier.

V groaned loudly and rolled her eyes as she grabbed Lizzy's hand dragging her to the centre of the dance ring. "Well I won't spend my time looking at those sore losers." V announced annoyed.

She stopped once she was in the centre and held Lizzy's palm softly as she looked at her with a calm look as Lizzy looked at her slightly surprised before she smiled widely with a knowing look as V spun her around roughly, yet Lizzy spun around with grace and elegance as V held her hand extended out with Lizzy's. "I see you got experience." V said before pulling Lizzy back to her and lowering her to the ground in her grasp. "Been danced with before?" "I've been practicing with Doll." Lizzy said in a cocky manner as she looked at V with a viper look of slyness. She knew what she was doing and so did V, and God she hated it that Lizzy knew how to get to her.

She frowned and threw her in the air before catching her and spinning her, as soon they continued to dance into the night catching all of the eyes on them as the low fight between the girls continued unbeknown to everyone else.

She was smart little bunny slipping in and out of the claws of golden eagle oblivious to the danger, or better said having a grip on those very claws, working them as she liked as while the eagle nibbled at her ears in a threatening manner but both knew that the eagle wasn't going to bleed out the little bunny.

After V stopped dancing, leaning down with Lizzy looking deeply into her.

Her eyes. Those pink precious little orbs of light and pride, confidence, the absolute opposite of what she was when she was freshly baked like this girl, the opposite of what she was now, so confident and cocky, so disrespectful... nasty disrespectful meaning they needed to be properly taken care of.

Lizzy looked into V's eyes, dangers glow of the sun's unleashed wilderness that knows no mercy or compassion, orbs taken out from the very spirits of the stars given the deadly sharp pointy ends of the greater galaxies laid upon the sky, for how else would the galaxies stay deep dug into the flesh of the endless blue sea of the birds?

V slightly opened her mouth as her fangs glimmered in the dim light of the disco ball as Lizzy stopped breathing for a moment but let's not forget where they were now, hm?

"A ROUND OF APPLAUSE TO THE PROM QUEEN AND YOUR FAVOURITE CHEERLEADER FOR PUTTING ON A PROPER SHOW AND EXAMPLE OF WHAT'S IT LIKE TO DANCE!" Rebecca practically screamed into the mic as she stood on her boyfriend's shoulders high up on the control board as Emily, Braide and Sam had to nervously hold all of the wires in absolute terror hoping that the wires wouldn't go off or the board to cave in under their friend's weight otherwise they'd all have a huge electro shock that'll get them to the nursery.

Everyone apluade, hell even N and Uzi did, I mean yes of course N is a goof ball but Uzi was unexpected. Hell be damned that purple freak as she smirked at Lizzy and V as if saying 'who's the freak'. No one else might have known, but careful eyes that look at every single little detail like the eyes of a girl who loves cryptic theories of conspiracy, for example, like Uzi, what was going on between the two. The tension, the sharp movements and yet fluid turns between the two as if they were one.

V felt utter hatred built up in her as she felt ready to rascal the little thing right there and then but Lizzy stopped her by simply placing her hand back on her.

A hand that reminded V that she shouldn't act out like that. A hand that reminded V how much more above she was from that 'purple freak' and how much better she was.

V looked at Lizzy and smiled cocky as she gave her hand out. "Round two?" "What took you so long to ask?" Lizzy asked as she returned a prideful grin as she took V's hand.

Danger untamed but damaged with soften pride from worry and fears. Quite the duo, don't cha think?

The end

[hearthtales]

“Why is it called Sundown?” A voice that had no place there — a strand of another memory slipping into the dream. Feld sensed Samhain’s subconscious struggling against the illusion, fighting to remember reality. Thrill shivered through the creature. It had been so long since someone fought so much.

But… it was too late.

Feld shoved the stray memory back down, into the depths of forgetfulness where it belonged. It secured the final barrier around the dream, closing the last few gaps through which Samhain could’ve escaped slumber and awakened back in his bed.

Now, the time had arrived for the creature to take its leave and return to the inn to savor the feast.

—

“We’ve got all the time in the world,” the girl reassured Sam with a smile. “Maybe, you could try one more time now…” She brought his hand to the tree trunk again, her own hand staying against his. Her voice hushed as though sharing a secret meant only for the two of them. “Close your eyes… and listen very closely, so you can feel it speak…”

This time, when Sam closed his eyes, a slight shudder passed through the dream. A shift, as Feld vanished and Samhain’s mind filled the empty space beside him purely with the Liore from his memory.

When he opened his eyes and met her gaze, he’d find that her eyes were as green as he remembered them.

The dream continued onward.

—

Night passed. The sun rose. At the dining table laden with breakfast foods, Nettie sat alone.

The moment she’d seen Maude that morning, Nettie had flooded her with questions about Samhain, her eyes bright with hopefulness. Had he stayed the night? Was he still packing? Could she say goodbye one more time before he left? Could they maybe make one more flower crown together?

“He’s already gone,” the innkeeper had told her quietly, her expression unreadable. “I’m sorry.”

And the child’s hope had fled.

Now, she sat at the table, taking small, sad bites of toast with jam. Each swallow ached past the lump in her throat. Samhain’s instructions lingered in her mind — when the child finished her breakfast, she made sure to wipe her sticky fingers carefully on her napkin to keep from staining any books.

Maude was busy with chores. Bran was sketching in the yard, and Nettie knew he preferred being alone for this. Arthur had gone into the forest with Gruff.

So, Nettie wandered through the inn, aimless and alone, trailing her fingers over walls and books on shelves, humming faintly to keep herself company in the stillness. Eventually, she plopped down on the floor outside Samhain’s room and stared at the closed door. Part of her expected it to open any second to reveal Samhain hadn’t left at all. Simply another magic trick. The cold silence weighed on her. Nettie swallowed and rubbed her stinging eyes.

Oh, if only Samhain’s kitty friend were here. Surely she could brighten the day with kitty stories.

Samhain’s kitty friend.

With a gasp, Nettie fumbled at the chain around her neck. The tiny daisies clinked together softly as she opened the locket and stared at the scrying mirror in anticipation. What did she need to say? “Kitty,” she whispered. No, that wasn’t right. Ah, her name! She took a breath to steady the excitement bubbling up inside her, and tentatively said, “Nightshade?”

“It’s alright,” Liore cooed, her voice cutting through all sound and muddled thought. “Don’t worry...” Liore never needed to do much to calm him down. Maybe it was her gentleness soothing him to the core, or maybe she was trying a bit of magick as he felt something trickle from her fingertips through to his skin. Whatever it was, it was working. He tried hard to focus on her words, one after the other, in between deep, steady breaths.

“—We can rest there, yeah? I’m sure you’ll feel like yourself again soon.”

"A-aye.. All right.." said Sam, smiling weakly. But seeing Liore smile back at him gave him a little strength, enough to keep going at least. She led him by the hand and slowly but surely, they reached the giant, twisted tree.

When her hand slipped out of his, Sam wasn't as desperate to reach for her again. Instead, he watched with amusement as she ran and and laughed and twirled, her black, wavy, tresses swaying and bouncing as she did so. They were deep in their own, private neck of the woods where no one else dared ventured. Here, they were safe to be themselves; to be together. Here, they were free.

He watched her, content to see her so happy and without worry. He watched as the gnawing ache resurfaced and clawed at his insides. “Sammy!” she called out to him. “Come listen with me!”

He could ignore the gnawing for a little longer.

—

"So... how do I do this?"

She giggled, standing behind him and guiding his outstretched hand with hers. “First, close yer eyes. An' then focus on everything that you're feeling with your body an' settle it down. You're not goin' to hear with your ears or see with your eyes. You have to sense the tree with your heart. Your spirit. Shut it all out, an' focus on the quiet.”

He did as he was told. Slowly but surely, he pinpointed his focus on the energy of the tree in front of him. He shut everything else out. The birdsong; the rustling leaves; even Liore's own voice. He focused until he could hear nothing but his own heartbeat. And when Liore pressed his hand onto the bark—

"Why is it called Sundown?" asked a chipper voice, with sparkling eyes as green as a summer meadow and fur as black as night.

"W-wha-" Sam exclaimed, eyes shooting open and turning to Liore beside him. "W-what did you say?"

“Ah didn't say anything, Sammy.” At first she looked puzzled but then gasped with sudden realization. “Maybe you did hear it! The tree! You must've heard its voice! Mathair always did say yer affinity was strong! Why? What did you hear?”

"Ah.." He wanted to say something but the words escaped him now. What did it say? It was there a moment ago, and somehow it felt very important. He was upset that he lost it so easily. "Ah.. don't remember. Ah'm sorry, Liore.."

“It's all right, Sammy, there's no need t'be upset,” she assured, standing in front of him now and cupping his face so that he could look up and into her eyes and encouraging smile. “We can always try again. We've got all the time in the world~”

[liopleurodean]

Season 9, Episode 5: Dog Dean Afternoon

Who's playing?

Doggo!

That's kinda freaky

Uh oh

If I get a dog, I want that breed

Dude.

That's just weird

Choking is like. The least efficient way to kill someone

That's better

...what's buffalo milk?

Dean, watch your words

Truth

Yeah

Huh.

I miss tiny smartphones

Gonna start looking up their aliases (this is Poison)

Interesting

That's real fur?

That is strange

Dean is learning things

And a dog!

Is it a squirrel?

Huh.

So go for the hunters first!

Oh no, a vegan bakery

How does he know that?

Yup!

Sounds nasty

Yeah, sounds about right

Heh. Yeah

Ouch

Right

The Colonel?

At least they get it

That ain't Mace

Very snakey

Not both

Nah

Ah, ye olde smartphone game

He's cute!

Oh, poor kitty

Poor kitties!

Oh. He's gonna eat them 😭

Nonononono

That was... Not great animation

He didn't say anything

So... the animal he eats determines his powers

It's an idea

Aw, cute pupper

Interesting

Do you?

Ooh...

Sounds about right

Everything

Heh. That's true

Yup

Give it a second

Mm... didn't it?

Here we go

He's got a point

HES MR ROBOTO BITCH

I normally don't condone swearing but that audio lives in my head rent free

Nice

FETCH

Tiger balm? Like the workout stuff?

Acting like a dog

Oh no

Dean 💀

THE GRUNTING

You can see the light dying from his eyes

RUH ROH

Staring contest

No kidding

Fair

Really?

Dude. Chocolate

Awww

THE PIGEON SCENE

Yikes

Yup

How dare you.

Absolutely!

Absolutely valid.

I call it justified

Best feeling in the world

Absolutely not

WE

Dean.

THE MUSIC 😭😭😭

SAMS FACE

Poor lady

And adorable!

That's awesome

Did you?

Milk bones?

Fair

Weird

Yeah, it's nasty

Sorry, Sam

Yikes

Sorry, they don't really have the right lifestyle for it

Oh boy

Oh, you have no idea

THE BACON COMMERCIAL DOG

Indeed

Yeah, fair point

THE RODENTS

Awww the poor mice

Exotic

Interesting

That could be handy

Mix and match

Surprise inspection. Happens all the time

Yup

Always a good bet

Chameleon.

I doubt it

That's what I thought

He has no idea

Dude. If he eats angel, what would happen?

Interesting

Neo

Bad idea

Wendigo time

...he can smell it?

Yeah

The mice would come in handy

Dean, that was poetic

Play dead?

Oh that's horrifying

Pre-dog

Ew, it's raw

Does it?

Rip

Go Colonel!

Someone better wake up

Do it, I dare you

Oh boy

Yeah

In Baby? Aw, man

Nooooo

Just gotta wait for Miracle

...remnants of demon blood?

Uh oh

Mm...

[why-the-face]

#stucky art for @song-of-freedom 💖

[gretavanlace]

The Emperor’s New Clothes

Jake Kiszka x reader

18+ only! Minors do not interact!

Warnings: graphic sexual content, language, alcohol consumption, flirting, light impact play, dirty talk, oral (fem rec), etc

Inspired by this gorgeous little bit and this one, too. You’re all evil geniuses ❤️💋

“Seriously, what is wrong with you three?” Danny grabs the pool stick out of Sam’s hand and shoves him aside. “Is being a shitty pool player a prerequisite for being a Kiszka?”

“In fact, it is!” Josh sounds off, leaning against the table, finger idly dragging over the kelly green felt. “They pull us all aside in the hospital directly after birth, and say…hmm, I’ve forgotten, it seems. Samuel?”

Sammy takes a long chug of his fruity pink drink around a nod. “They say,” he gestures grandly, so much like his eldest sibling at the moment. “Be as useless as possible if you ever get your hands on a pool stick. Fuck every play up royally, for this…this is your duty. It’s all very dramatic.”

“Ah yes,” Josh raises his glass in thanks. “That’s it, little brother. Good man, better memory.”

“Idiots.” Danny shakes his head, and sinks three striped balls before scratching and turning in your direction. “Jake, you’re up.”

Jake rises from his stool beside you where he’s been watching the scene unfold with a gentle hand on your bare thigh.

“My time to shine, kitty cat.” He plunks his neat whiskey down and swaggers away, calling over his shoulder. “Prepare to witness mediocrity at its finest.”

“Mediocre would be a compliment.” Danny adds with another shake of his head that sends his mane of curls swaying.

“Hey,” Jake points a lazy finger at him, “you chose me as your partner.”

“Only because the other two are even worse, somehow.”

He sounds baffled by it, and you suppose that makes sense. Normally, the brothers Kiszka float through life with seemingly endless layers of talent. It’s more than fun for the both of you — strangers to such endless grace — to witness their struggle.

Danny hurries to your side, so that you might enjoy the moment together, falling into you as you both dissolve into a fit of half-drunken laughter when Jake flawlessly (and accidentally) sinks the 8 ball.

“Tired of this, is all.” He shrugs, lying his ass off. “We never do anything real. Let’s do something real.”

“I’m real,” You taunt jokingly after a swig of the whiskey he’s left you in charge of, “you could do me.”

“Don’t be cheeky.” He scolds half-heartedly, with a wavering point your way.

“I love it when you talk ‘shitty british accent to’ me, jakey.” You wink with another pull on his glass, draining it to the dredges.

Daniel tries an accent of his own on for size, mimicking his band mate. “Name’s Jacob, love.” He reaches forward to kiss your hand, and you allow it with a giggle and a blush Jake pretends not to see. “I’m terrible at pool…and that’s not the only stick I don’t know how to wield.”

The brothers erupt into laughter as you roll your eyes affectionately.

“Laugh it up, pricks.” Jake sounds unbothered in the sexiest way…it takes a bulldozer to get under his skin.

“Aw, that’s alright, you gorgeous thing, you,” Josh allows his stare to fall dark upon you after a conspiratorial wink. “If my perpetually stupid twin wants to waste opportunities, I’ll allow it and take care of you myself.”

“Sounds perfect, josh…” you lend a breathy tone to your words. “Upstairs in your room or right here on the pool table?”

He pretends to think it over, “I’d say table, but look at all the balls left on the felt. That doesn’t exactly scream comfort. If only Jake could actually sink one or two.”

“Yeah,” you nod with a solemn sigh, “such a shame. Upstairs then.”

“Me?” Jake sloshes more whiskey into his glass and slides it away from you while miming a kiss so you’ll know he realizes this is all in good fun. “You didn’t land a single fuckin’ ball, Josh. Why do you even have this?” He raps his knuckles quickly against the shiny wood framing the table.

“I happen to enjoy telling people I have a billiard room.” Josh smooths his shirt flippantly. “It makes me sound refined.”

“Yeah,” Sammy speaks up from the bar where he is chaotically preparing himself a refill. “Break out the brandy and Tchaikovsky, already. I’m not feeling cultured enough.”

“It makes you sound stupid, because this isn’t even a billiard table.” Jake points out. “Totally different game.”

In reply, Josh sends a square of chalk sailing through the air directly at his head. His twin ducks at the last minute, avoiding impact. “You’re just mad because your girl wants me to take her upstairs.”

“Is that true, kitty cat?” His stare lands on you with mischief glittering there. “You wanna go upstairs with the sun, or stay down here in the darkness where you like it best?”

He saunters forward and pulls you in close, lips soft against your pulse point…but for a split second, you can’t help the way your line of sight lingers, locked with Josh’s.

Jake’s knee slides between your thighs, just high enough to be a little inappropriate. He’s claiming you. Reminding the room to whom you belong, though it isn’t necessary…the whole world can see you’re his.

It’s all right there in the way you look at him. In the way you move with him like a devoted magnet. In the way your body comes alive with electric love when he walks into a room.

Yes, you’re his. Implicitly. But sometimes…..

Shoving the thought away, you push him aside as well, with an embarrassed swat. “Quit it.”

“See?” Josh teases, never one to shy away from giving his brother hell. “She’s ready for the superior twin. Aren’t you, pretty?”

He sends another wink flying in your direction. “And who could blame her? She’s seen me in a jumpsuit or two.”

“Here we fucking go.” Sam groans loudly. “If you’re going to start in on a big dick monologue, I’m calling an Uber.”

“I’ll split it with you.” Danny concurs.

“Ah, fuck off,” Josh waves a hand in the air wildly, dismissing them both “jealous bastards.”

He moves to grab his drink, drifting through the room with that careless elegance that follows him around like a shadow, and you find yourself unable to look away the way you sometimes fall victim to when he’s owning one stage or another.

At times, Josh is like a song you can’t get out of your head. You don’t want to sing it, you don’t want to listen, but there it is all the same…dominating your attention.

You shake it off, but when your eyes reluctantly abandon him, you find Jake’s gaze, narrowed and knowing, tracking and all seeing. It burns into you, lighting a tortuous flame of shame, and something else, within you.

It’s an unsteady feeling. Unsure. Mostly because you can feel emotion radiating off of him like wandering hands reaching out to stroke over your skin. He’s live-wire-alert, thrumming with galvanic energy, but he isn’t angry. Far from it.

It’s analytical, this look he has fixed upon you. It’s hot, there’s no questioning that…but it also boasts a peculiarity. He’s honed in on something you’ve tried very hard to keep hidden, and he doesn’t necessarily hate it.

Brushing away what can only be labeled as intrusive thoughts - he can’t have seen through you that easily - you watch as Dan and Sam begin a game of darts, squabbling over who should throw first.

The night drifts by languidly, becoming a little fuzzier and more dream-like with each trip to the bar to top up.

Jake has disappeared, but that’s nothing new. He tends to wander when inebriated. Likes the quiet. You’ll catch up with him sooner or later. Or perhaps you’ll find him curled up in the guest room that has been unceremoniously reserved for the two of you each time Josh hosts.

You’ve fought it as long as you can, ignoring the nagging ache in your bladder, unwilling to readily ‘break the seal’ that will render you popping off to the bathroom every ten minutes.

Josh is contemplating a song that has been trekking about in his mind, remaining hidden away despite begging to be written.

You nod sympathetically, offering up a squeeze of his hand in solidarity. “Hold that thought,” you smile, tripping on your slurred words so mildly no one but yourself would ever notice. “Off to the ladies room.”

“The ladies room?” He laughs, trotting out that barking belly laugh that is nothing short of infectious. “You make my home sound like an Applebees.”

“Applebees?” You hear Sam pipe up as you ascend the basement stairs “Are you ordering? ‘Cause they’ve got that queso I like.”

Danny’s reply comes muffled as you slip onto the main floor. “Applebees is fuckin’ disgusting, and anyway…”

Hands washed, and a smudge of eyeliner wiped away, you emerge from the bathroom, ready to rejoin the party when a hand slithers out in the dark, quick as a striking snake, to pull you into the spare bedroom.

“Hello, kitty cat.” Jake’s voice comes smoothly in the dark.

“Jake,” you’re working hard to quiet your hammering heart as your eyes fight to adjust in the darkness. “You scared the shit out of me.”

“I’d tell you I’m sorry, but I’m not.” You can nearly hear the smirk in his tone.

“Have you been hiding up here all this time?” You ask, as he holds tight to your hands, barring you from actually being able to touch him.

“Yes. Kept myself busy by going through my brother’s things.” He whispers, licking a soft trail along the side of your pinky. “Did you know he owns a vibrator? Wonder what he uses that for?”

“Probably the same thing you use mine for.” You breathe back in the pitch black of the room, picturing the way he sometimes holds it against his cock for you when you feel like watching. “Stop teasing your poor twin. And you shouldn’t go through other people’s things, Jacob. Naughty.”

“Oh? Shouldn’t I?” His lips skate across your own as he leans in. “I wouldn’t have found this if I hadn’t.”

He has timed his moment perfectly, and as the light flips on, the ability to form truly coherent thoughts becomes unattainable.

A completely self-assured expression warms his features as you stare on with parted lips and softly panting breaths.

Josh’s jumpsuit, stark white and swimming with mermaids and winking glitter, hugs his body like a second skin. It renders the tan of his complexion even more pronounced, leaving him standing before you like a sun-kissed god.

His hair is pulled back in a loose, low slung bun. It’s lazy and effortless. Obviously not executed before a mirror, and that makes it all the more right.

“Fuck, I…” you falter, unable to find the words for your thoughts. Probably for the best, lest you come off as some fucked out ninny in a poorly scripted porno.

“Will this do?” He bites down on his lip, hiding away a flash of insecurity that you spot anyway. It’s gone as fast as it came. Replaced quickly by that cocky smirk that makes your cunt ache for his touch. “Or should I go and gather my brother?”

“Jake…”

Your eyes are fixed on his cock, half-hard and deliciously on display behind the suit. So very much like his twin.

“What?” He yanks you in close and ghosts his mouth up along your pounding jugular until his lips are pressed against the shell of your ear. “I see the way you watch him sometimes. You look so pretty when you stare. Do you want to fuck him? Because you can. If you want him that badly, that is. You can have him.“

A moan in the negative is all you can hope for in the moment.

“No?” He’s got you up against the door now, grinding his fully hard cock against your clit, inching his fingertips up along the outsides of your thighs, higher and higher under your skirt. “You’ll settle for me, dressed up in the emperor’s clothes?”

“You’re the fucking emperor.” You correct, burying your hands in his hair, further loosening his haphazard bun. “I just like to think about it now and then.”

Oh, where did that little bit of honesty come from? Some things are better left unsaid.

“You like to think about fucking my brothers?” He couldn’t be further from angry if he tried. You can hear it. Territorial, perhaps…but that will do perfectly.

“Never said brothers,” you gasp, clinging to his bare shoulders for dear life when his fingers curl into the sides of your panties. “Just Josh.”

“Why?” He’s beginning to shine with sweat and need.

“I like his mouth…oh, fuck…” you whine when he slips your underwear down, mid-thigh. “It’s pretty. And the way he moves his tongue sometimes…”

“Alright, shut up…” he lands a harsh crack of a smack against your swollen clit. “That’s enough.”

“Jealous?” You smile, taunting him just a little before leaning in to dip your tongue into his warm mouth. He tastes of liquor, and cinnamon, and Jake.

“Maybe.” He smiles into your kiss.

“You’ve given me permission to fuck him, but you can’t handle listening to me talk about it?” You’re taunting him mercilessly, but he loves it and you both know it.

“Maybe you’re just needy.” He teases right back, easing two fingers snug into your warmth without warning. “Yeah? Maybe you’re just feeling slutty because you need to cum. Is that it, baby? Do I need to pet my pretty kitty cat a little?”

“Please…” you’re begging, and much too loudly given that there’s an audience one floor below, but you can’t find a fuck to give.

“Mouth or cock?” He curls into you, pressing perfectly inside your silken walls as you arch away from the door.

“Mouth.” You whimper, sounding as pathetic as you feel in your desperation.

It’s the correct answer. Had you said cock, he’d have worked himself into a frenzy thinking about the way you spoke of Josh’s mouth but didn’t ask for his.

He drops to his knees, without a word, eyes on yours until he disappears beneath your skirt, beautiful features now cloaked and hidden away.

You blush under the scrutiny of no one in the empty room when you hear him draw in a deep, lingering, lungful of you with his mouth on your dampened thighs.

“Pink and pretty,” his voice rasps from between your legs. “She’s just a little messy right now. Don’t worry, kitty cat…I’m gonna kiss her all better.”

A feral sound chokes out of you as you yank his face in close, burying him in your cunt.

At first, he’s louder than you are. Murmuring hungry little grunts and moans against your slick skin…sucking at you ravenously until the room is stifled up, full and hot, with the wet sounds of your cunt and his mouth.

Soon, though, you grow hotter, and lose yourself little by little, fucking against his face as he loves on your clit obscenely. Lapping at it, nibbling delicately, drawing it into his kiss tenderly as his fingers delve deeper inside.

He fucks you slowly, nudging you along as you whine and beg above him.

“Shh…” he warns around your pulsing bundle of nerves. “Or do you want him to hear you?”

“Only you.” You promise, rocking your hips frantically to meet him. “It’s all for you. Don’t stop.”

“Not gonna stop.” He swears, licking away at you like the sweetest lollipop is playing over his tongue.

It’s intrusive and definitely not called upon, but when the picture begins to tumble about in your mind on loop— both of them nestled between your legs at once with those gorgeous mouths of theirs, you’re cumming hard and fast…pouring over his fingers, likely ruining the front of a jumpsuit neither of you can claim ownership of.

Its blissful and for a moment, your soul is robbed from it’s earthly confines, spending a suspended breath ruminating with the universe.

“God damn…” Jake’s winded response scratches out of him as he peeks out from under your skirt, eager to get a look at your flushed face.

He’s covered in you. Glistening and catching the light in your release. “You came everywhere.”

His observation is beyond pleased, but when your eyes slide away, he presses you for answers while still on his knees. “What? Tell me.”

“It’s nothing.” You smile, stroking a bead of sweat away from his temple.

“Liar.” He grins lazily, licking the taste of you off his plush lips. “Tell me what got you off so hard.”

It takes a massive amount of charm on his end, but eventually, you admit that you’d been thinking about them both.

The look in his eyes is nothing short of devious when he goes to speak, only to be quieted by a soft knock on the door.

Your eyes meet in panicked anticipation when a familiar voice breeches the wooden barrier. “It isn’t nice to talk about someone behind their back, you know?”

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[sguidwards-bestfriend]

3 times Amity Park sees "proof" that Danny is in a gang

...

Dash

Math is always boring, and it's not like he needs the best grades as long as he keeps winning games for the football team.

Dash looks out the window, as a man is walking across the grass in front of Casper High. He hears an ear splitting noise as someone getting up from their desk shoves it to the side.

The twirp stands up in the middle of class, and heads for the window. He jumps out and starts yelling at this random dude Dash has never seen.

"Nope, no. I didn't say you could be here."

The person looks at Danny like they got caught cheating on a test, "How'd you even know it was me?"

"I'm not an idiot, you can change your face all you want, Boxy, I'll always recognize you. Now pay up or leave."

The man doesn't hesitate to swing. Danny darts forwards and uppercuts the guy. He crumbles.

Which... Dash wasn't expecting. Really he wasn't expecting any of what just happened, but the well landed uppercut is definitely on the top of that list.

He'd heard rumors that Fentino had joined a gang. He just assumed that they were just rumors.

The nerd (he may have to switch to a new insulting nickname) rumages in the man's pockets, pulls out a hand full of something shiny, Paulina whispers something about a weirdo that only carries coins, then he stands and looks at the maybe unconscious body on the ground.

Then Fentino, once scrawny little nerd Fenton, PICKS UP this grown man, swings him over his shoulder and drops him behind some bushes, before coming back into the classroom and sitting back at his desk.

He isn't even sweating.

Dash will be rethinking every fight he's ever won with the twerp. Which up till now had been all of them...

...

Mr. (William) Lancer

On his days off Will likes to walk the various small shops in town, his usual stops being the bookstore, followed by the only café that sells Earl Grey lattes, and finally if he feels like splurging; going to Sockratés. A sock store with a pun name he can really rally behind.

It's while he's leaving the café and on his way to peruse the new socks in stock that he spots young Mr. Fenton.

He knows his students don't always like seeing teachers outside of school, but this one in particular has been getting into some trouble recently. So to help 'inspire the youth towards a life of academia' he makes his way to the boy.

Mr. Fenton unexpectedly stops short and looks down an alley only a few feet infront of Will.

He pushes up his sleeves and stalks briskly into the alley.

Just as he turns the corner Will sees why the boy walked in. A young man in a leather jacket sitting up against his bike and a girl in fish net stockings and green hair is leaning up against the young man.

"Jhonny, Kitty. You're not causing trouble, are you?" Ah, maybe Will had nothing to worry about, Mr. Fenton is just-

"Nah, boss. We paid your stupid price, we're just hanging around town."

Jiminy Cricket, has Mr. Fenton raised the ranks that quickly?! Or, and Will isn't sure which is better, have they all been blind to how long he's actually been part of these gangs?

"Good, I'll be keeping an eye on you." Young Mr. Fenton, much to young to be saying a phrase right out of an Agatha Christie novel, looks over to the girl. "Hey Kitty, you think you can keep a leash on shadow?"

"Hey!" The biker gets up, clearly angry. "I'm the one who calls the shots with Shadow."

Mr. Fenton doesn't even glance over at him. "Sure boss. I'll promise to watch em' both." The girl says, she looks over at Will and winks at him.

He straightens and walks away from the alley he's glad he never actually walked into. He'll need to update the other faculty members that the boy is in a much worse position than they expected him to be.

...

Star

Paulina and her were in the stands for their boyfriends football practice. The team had just finished and are in the locker rooms washing up before their double date at Nasty Burger.

Paulina is the one that spots the nerd trio first. Danny, Sam, and the kid with a PDA are walking onto the field.

The two of them watch as from across the bleachers the mayor appears.

What the hell is the mayor doing here after class hours.

Everyone kinda knows the mayor and Danny have beef, showing up out of no where seems weird.

Paulina pulls her down behind the seats slowly, hoping the CHS banner is blocking them both they watch. They are too far away to hear them speaking and despite being amazing at lip reading the only one facing them is Mr. Masters, and his face is too tense to make any sense of what he's saying.

The mayor sighs, he looks as angry as her dad gets when the green bay packers lose.

Then he pulls out a wad of cash and hands it to Danny.

Paulina and Star look at each other in shock, is the mayor paying Danny hush money? If he is, what does Danny have over the damn mayor that would warrant such a huge chunk of cash.

They look back as Danny is splitting the money. He pockets half, then splits the rest between Sam and PDA boy.

That must mean he really is the king pin in all this, if the mayor is involved.

...

Notes:

Had to dumb down Dash's POV. Didn't think he used the word incredulous. I'm a nerd at heard, Mr. Lancer's POV is more like my actual style.

And for that last bit. The other 1/4th of the money is for Jazz. She won't take it, but he can slowly add it to her savings account like he has been with the other cash he's been getting from the ghosts.

Fake Human au

 Au where the ghosts leave the ghost Zone and get fake human bodies. When the ghosts leave the Ghost Zone they get a temporary human body that can only sustain them for one to three days. This means that Danny looks like he's just beating up random people. I definitely want there to be an assumption that Danny is in some sort of gang or Mafia dealings. especially when he's  more powerful  and maybe a ghost King which means all these people are listening to him.

Outside looking at Danny his grades drop and he starts getting into fights. especially because I imagine Danny doesn't have a ghost form in the human world. I think he still has a ghost form but only in the ghost zone. Danny looks like he is regularly skipping class to get into fights with random people. It can be anywhere to people who look like bikers or skinny nerds but it looks like he's fighting them. 

 Danny is seen as very powerful because he can be in the human world wherever he wants while other ghosts have to take time in between trips. Danny can skip between the Realms at any point especially because he has the portal in his literal home. The main reason for this post is the fact that it looks like Danny is Raising in the ranks of some sort of gang if you have no idea about the ghost and I think that's funny.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

You're Invited

Sweet Treats AU Masterlist

Peter being a bit pouty...

Please let me know what you think <3

🍮🍮🍮

“I know you,” the young girl says, “you’re the baker, uh… MixNTrix?”

“That’s me,” you smile as you smooth you skirts and sit on the leather sofa, “so you’re the one Tony’s so gaga about?”

“Is he?” She seems nervous as she glances over at Tony as he stands at the bar, talking with Peter over a bottle of whiskey.

“Pretty thing like you, young…” you touch your cheek, just beneath the crows feet beside your eyes, “why wouldn’t he be?”

“Ah, yeah, I.. I guess I didn’t think about age,” she meets your gaze, “he’s probably like what, forty?”

“Forty… plus ten,” you chuckle, “maybe you should guess my age, it might boost my confidence.”

“Oh, uh, sorry–”

“Don’t be,” you brush it off, “I’m being silly.”

“Mmm, well,” she says thoughtfully as she twiddles her fingers, “Peter seems kinda young.”

“He does,” you agree, “he is. Fifteen years between us,” you swallow and rub your neck, “not exactly what I planned on. I’m sure he’ll get tired of me soon enough.”

She looks at your hand and the ring there. You twist it and give another laugh.

“Habit. It’s my sense of humour,” you cross your ankles and sit straight, “he’s sweet.”

“He does seem nice… so, um, the party,” her leg jitters as she talks, “you met anyone else– well, of course you have, they’re Peter’s friends, too. Stupid question.”

“No, it’s not. Don’t worry, I’ve met some. Tony will look after you anyway. He’s good at that.”

She smiles, it’s brittle and twitches in her cheeks, “he is.” She runs her fingertips along the row of diamonds around her neck. You see Tony’s generosity has yet to run out.

“Bucky and his wife, they’re pretty nice, even if he’s not the biggest fan of Peter. Steve and his girl, I met her once in passing. I think Thor’s supposed to show up but you never know with him. Sam… I don’t know if he has a date,” you tap your chin, “it should be lively, at least. To be honest, it’s been a while since I hung out with more than my camera.”

“Oh yeah? It must be exhausting.”

“Just a little but it’s rewarding,” you lean back as Tony’s voice rises and he greets his first guest. 

Steve enters with his girl and she stares at the floor as she wears a bright red dress. One you’re certain you’ve seen before... on someone else. Peter surprises you before you can go say your own hellos. You excuse yourself as Tony calls for Princess to come meet the newcomers.

“Hey,” you lower your voice as you face your husband, “shouldn’t you be saying hi?”

“That can wait,” he grips your waist boldly, “we should sneak out once more people come…”

“Peter, we can’t just ditch everyone.”

“You shouldn’t have worn that dress if you didn’t want me to get distracted.”

“You’re such a flirt but please, let’s stay a little longer tonight, it’ll be nice to see people.”

His dark eyes hold yours as his grin slowly fades, “whatever you want, kitty.”

“I’d like to enjoy the cheesecake I brought,” you touch his chest softly and rub him soothingly, “alright?”

He can’t hide his disappointment as he stares through you, teeth gritting as his brown eyes dilate, “sometimes,” he growls, “you make me feel like I’m the worst person in the world. When you talk to me like I’m him. Like I’m some monster who keeps you locked up. Like he did.”

“No, Peter, please, I wasn’t–”

“You know what you were doing,” he finally focuses and his gaze makes you wince, “have fun, kitty,” he backs away and drops his arms glumly, “I’m sure everyone will be so happy to see you.”

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Sounds About Right - Eric Northman x fem!reader

Your special connection with 1,000 year old casanova works to your advantage on a case. 

Warning: Implied sexy times, swearing? on my christian minecraft server?

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You wouldn’t say that your life was the hardest. Sure, you were one of five law  enforcement officers in Bon Temps and had an ‘interesting’ connection with a thousand year old vampire. But there were worse things! You could be Sookie Stackhouse, the town weirdo and vampire snack number one. 

But today it felt like your life was the worst, more so than the day you were forced to have a connection with the aforementioned thousand year old vampire. 

“Hey! Hey!” Jason’s bark became clearer over the ringing in your ears as he scrambled to kneel over you. There had been a bomb in his police cruiser, meant for him, you were just really unlucky. 

“Stay with me, (Y/L/N).” He said, his tired blue eyes scanning over you. That’s when the pain started, you had no idea the damage done to you, you didn’t feel great to say the least. But from Jason’s wandering eyes, you could tell he was seeing what was underneath your uniform. 

“Jesus H Christ, Stackhouse.” You croaked, “Get away from me, I’ll die without you burning holes in my tits with your lazar eyes, thank you.” 

“What a shame.” A monotone voice called from just out of your view, “I liked her.” Ah, Pam. That means her maker, Eric, wasn’t too far behind. 

“Hey, Pam.” You coughed up blood, disappointed (but not surprised) that you were dying in the most sarcastic way possible, “It’s been a pleasure.”

“Likewise.” She drawled. 

Jason looked up, higher than he would to look at Pam, “Wait! Can you help her?” That’s when he appeared, Eric Northman. His blonde hair was slightly disheveled, a few strands falling into his face. His blue eyes, eyes that have seen a never ending cycle of rebirth and destruction of man, were staring into your soul. Or he may have been staring into your open chest cavity. 

“I suppose, but what’s in it for me?” Eric brought his attention to Jason.

“Don’t you have a Sookie to be pining over?” You slurred, black at the corners of your vision, “Jason, give my cat to Emma, she’ll take care of him.” Your lips twinged up at the memory of Sam bringing Luna and Emma to your house, how she played so nicely with your rescue kitty.

“No, you’re gonna live.” Jason pleaded, “Come on, man, she’s... She’s important to this town.” 

“Regret never fuckin’ me, don’t you, Jason?” Delirium was fun, the pain was slipping away now at least. You turned to Eric, who had taken your cold hand in his equally cold ones now, “He has fucked every woman he has ever met, did you know that?”

The vampire’s amused smile was kind, “I did not know that.” He looked up at Jason, “I’ll save her. But you owe me, Jason Stackhouse.” He took his large hand from yours, biting his wrist and holding it over mouth. The metal blood dripping into your mouth.

But the past is the past!

Now you were making your way through the protestors outside of Fangtasia. It was outside of your jurisdiction, being  Shreveport and all, but you had a stake in this. 

“Alright folks, Officer (Y/L/N) here, what seems to be the problem?” The angry crowd all began yelling at once, “One at a time!” At your command, a tall man who seemed to have a stick where the Sun don’t shine came to the front, holding a hand painted sign that proclaimed “ALL FANGERZ SHULD DYE”. Not surprising that ignorance had been bliss, especially when it came to spelling. 

“My daughter is in that fanger bar and we’re here to bring her home.” He huffed, the crowd standing tall behind him. 

“Okay, let me see your daughter.” She said, looking down at the picture he produced. His daughter, Esther according to the name printed at the bottom of the picture, was a petite blonde in a baby pink button up blouse. It’s always the quiet ones. 

“She’s only seventeen.” A woman added, she looked like the girl’s mother. 

“Okay, let me head inside and find her. She probably came out here with friends for the promise of booze and hot boys.” You started to turn towards the door, but decided to address the crowd again, “Just stay back.” With that, you slipped through the door and was assaulted by the inside. The music was loud, the sheer amount of people was exhausting. You didn't know how Pam dealt with it.

You had never been to Fangtasia before, mostly because you had no reason to. Thankfully, Sookie had given you some tips. One of those tips being not to wear your uniform. You had opted for black ripped jeans and a grey off the shoulder baseball tee. Pam had been the first one you saw, strolling up to the bar with a grin. 

“Pam, my favorite vampress.” 

Her icy blue eyes looked you up and down, “(Y/N). Joining us for business or pleasure?” 

“Business, maybe pleasure next time.” You sighed, “I hear you make a mean rum punch.” 

She huffed, “I’ve dabbled. What’s your business?” 

“Have you seen a real petite blonde, looks like she’s straight out of bible study, no idea what she’s doing here?” You asked, watching as Pam’s stare looked past her. 

“She’s on Eric’s lap.” 

Rolling your eyes, you sighed dramatically, “Sounds about right.” You turned, leaning back against the bar. Eric was sitting on an antique looking chair on a stage in the back of the club. There was Esther on his lap, desperately trying to get his attention, but his striking blue eyes were glued to you. 

This outta be good. 

“Mr. Northman.” You approached him, flashing your badge for formality’s sake. The sight of your deputy badge put Esther on edge, you could tell since she found more interest in her shaking hands. She was starting to pick at her baby pink nail polish and it wasn’t chipping in small flakes, but long strips. Meaning that it had been dry only recently. Breaking all the rules apparently. 

“Officer (Y/L/N), what a lovely surprise.” He said, his voice low and sultry. Before his blood entered your system, you had found him hard to listen to, but now it seemed like his voice had a new effect on you. A sexy effect. But you were working right now, that would be saved for those damn sex dreams you had been having of him. A not-so-terrible side effect of V. 

“What can Fangtasia do for you?” His head tilted to the side, looking up at you from his eyelashes. 

You ignored his question, giving Esther a wire smile: “Esther, your parents are here to pick you up. Let’s go.” 

“I don’t have to go if I don’t want to.” The young girl sneered, draping her hands on Eric’s shoulders. 

Eric gave her a shit eating grin: “Like the lady said.” 

Clicking your tongue, and crossing your arms over your chest: “The lady’s a minor.” As soon as the word left your lips, Eric shoved Esther to the carpeted stage. The girl yelped, rubbing her sore arm. 

“Can I ask a favor, Eric?” You ask, staring down at the girl. The vampire was standing beside you, looming over you. He never showed his true height often, opting to hunch his shoulders. Probably some kind of viking thing. It used to terrify you, he used to terrify you. But now he was just an associate, and a nice one to look at. 

“I’ll consider it.” Eric smoothly used his cold fingers to lightly turn your head up by your chin, “What’s in it for me?” He asked. Eric was always wanting something in return, he didn’t like owing debt, but he loved when someone was indebted to him. Weird power kink. Like that one dream you had where he was your boss (a breath of fresh air compared to Andy Bellefleur).

You raised an eyebrow at him: “I don’t report this to the bureau.” 

“Fair enough.” He smirked, “The favor?” 

You reached down, grabbing Esther by the arm and pulling her to her feet: “Please glamour little miss. Have her tell her parents that she came here of her own accord, realized it was a terrible idea and that she will never, ever sneak out again.” 

“With pleasure, officer.” He took the young girl by the shoulders, looking deeply into her eyes, “Now, Esther, you are going to tell your parents you snuck out because you heard this bar had all the things your dirty little mind was wanting. You then realized that places like this are for grow ups. And you’re never coming back here again. Or else the very beautiful law enforcement officer will be cross with me. And we don’t want that, do we?” You rolled your eyes at his shameless flirting. 

“No.” Esther’s drowsy voice whispered. 

“Now, run along.” Esther blinked after a moment, walking almost robotically to the door and out of the club. 

You gave him an impressed smile, “Very nicely done, Mr. Northman.” 

“What can I say? Anything to support my local law enforcement.” His full attention on you, his eyes trailing his fingers as they ghosted over your bare shoulder. 

“Now, Officer-” 

“You’re literally in my wet dreams, how about we drop the formalities?” 

A smile lit up his face, not a smirk, but a genuine smile, his tongue moving across the bottom of his teeth, “Alright. (Y/N). Then how about we reward a hard day’s work with one of Pam’s famous cocktails. And perhaps, if the night goes well, I can show you a thing of two in my office.” 

“Eric.” You smiled sweetly, “I’m not a one and done kind of girl. So if this happens, I better have a permanent invitation.” 

Taking your hand in his large one, he brought your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles, “Happy to oblige.” 

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[genderlesssinner]

Ah fuck I missed a little bit right after break,, they're doing initiative when I got back

THREE ROUNDS OKAY SHIT

Okayokayokay were fucken doing this aight

Good job Fearnie. Make these fucks make all the con saves

And here we see one way paladins can be absolute monsters. Divine smites + crit and extra damage FUCKING ONE SHOTED THIS GUY

Mirror Image really not be doing the thing huh

Okay okay maybe it's gonna work for Laudna

Oh hell yeah I love the wormhole strike, fuck them up Ash

Awe damn

"is it a dog or a wolf?"

"He's a dire wolf"

"my brothren. Little cousin." 🤣

Oohh dragon horse multi attack ...which does fuck all, okay

Get em Orym

Man these assholes having advantage on the concentration checks sucks balls

Ah. There he is. I was begining to wonder. Luda being the fucken prospective vessel is terrifying

CRUSH WILL oh fuck

And it used to be Liliana, double fuck

Mominus

God

Fuuucckkk stunned for a whole round, shit

I'm being harrased by my cat because it's past bedtime lol, have a kitty picture

A second kill for Braius, nice

Sam I don't think you can stab with a flail but okay bud

Eyyyy and a kill for Laudy

Thheeerrre we go now Ash gets his hit

Ooh and the scatter, fabulous

Robbie motherfucking Daymond, yall. Fucking love him.

Dammit Braius

Awe no not the horsey

Guyyyssss where'd the good rolls go 😭

Yes boys set em up and knock em down

Oh I fucking hate him more every time he opens his mouth

You know, Im still not sure if it's Chet or Travis that's the masochist, but it's definitely one of them

Heheheh turn the whirlwind into a fucken fire storm hell yeah Fearnie

I absolutely love that that killed both those guys,, Ashley being all sad about it only being 19 dmg and then TWO kills? Beautiful

Ooooo LAUDY WITH A DISENTIGRATE FUCK YEAH

YEEAAHH NOW YALL FUCKING WRECK LUDA

Oof okay Braius nice knowing you, buh bye

Ugh Ludinus is such a fucking smug cunt yall PLEASE ruin his fucking day

He may be prepared to die but I doubt the cocky bastard is prepared to fail

COME ON FORCECAGE

FUCKING GET OVER THERE IMOGEN

Okayokay

Ooo Laura getting weird vibes ("that's called trauma")

Ah fuck, he pulled the magic out of Liliana

SON OF A BITCH

Dorian should've put Braius in the cage with him.

OH FUCKING HATE CLIFFHANGERS. WE WON'T SEE AGAIN UNTIL FUCKING JANUARY AAAAAAAAAA

Oh look Taliesin is just dressed normally today

I love them so much

Oh no poor Robbie 😂

But I'm so happy to see him back at the table, I missed him

Oh no it is the last ep of the year? I thought we'd have one more, damn okay. Aah okay daggerheart next week

Ooohhh Whitestone comics

AND TLOVM ART BOOK 😭💖

Okayokayokay

Let's fucking go!!

I am ✨terrified✨

Oohh I love but hate the little timers yeesh

Ooohhh she's poking the bear again okayokayokay

And our girls are tethered to each other again, weird moon shit

Bad Decision Wheel or Good Decision Wheel? Or could know

Awwwww Orym using Dorian dice

Their planning is so chaotic it's hard for me to pay attention to rn

FEARNE girl calm down about being prisoner

Come on girls, you got this

HELL YEAH ORYM AND HIS MAGIC SMILE

Woof okay he was trying to take my girl,, good timing blowing shit up

AH ARE THE TIMERS EVENTS the one was counting to the explosion I bet

Matthew why did you just imply that THE MOON is breathing,,, pls no

Oohh not the doggies again

Ooh yes Ash natty 20

That's like 3 already?? Is that a good sign???

Oh shit I've 20 v 20 there with Braius damn

Oh boy okay Marisha (Laudna?)

Oh no it is organic I hate that

And there's critters oh

Awww the myceit, they're so neat

Wait

I love the lil man

I also love that at moment of Dorian starting to him for comfort (maybe he's gonna summon his dragon horse tho)

Ooooooo they have mycelium interesting

Oh oh okay oh no

Hive mind mushroom babies

MORE WHISPERS

"Easily 8 out of 10 times when I listen to a mushroom it goes really well." Ash..... I don't know if the All Minds Burn counts

"YOU ARE A MIATA" Travis wtf

I hate this so much but it's probably saving them so much time

This just got even weirder what the fuck is happening

"what's the worse that could happened" ashleeeyyyy

Okay okay okay

Interesting

'Talking' to the mycelium

IT TASTES LIKE PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN Matt what

Oh my god let's keep up the good rolls pls 🙏🤞🤞

I thought we were getting a map for a second man

Or he was just gonna grab a Predathos mini 🤣

Oh shit boys there he fucken is

Maybe we can still save Liliana

Stealth wolf transformations may be my favorite

(also if anyone knows of a compilation of all of Chet's transformations pls send it to me)

YAH I WAS RIGHT

WAIT HOLY SHIT ORYM DO IT

Dorym pecks 🩵💚

BREAK TIME BREAK TIME AAAAAAAAA

OKAY OKAY OKAY WE SHALL RETURN

How we feelin yall?

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Buttercup Baby Ch 3

Here is the third chapter! Finally! Get ready for Sam's two heart event, and the fitting for Ferngill Fashion week.

Pairing: Sam/Male Farmer, Sebastian/Female Farmer

Rating: T for Teen

Word count: 5,174 words

Warnings/content: Mention of parental death

You can read it on ao3 here:

Usually, Léo was awoken by the sound of his alarm, beeping loudly at him from across the room. Today, however, the sound of someone pounding at his door and calling his name was what got him up. Thoroughly confused, Léo stumbled out of his bedroom and shuffled over to the door. He opened it and looked at the person standing before him. To his great surprise, it was Marnie, the owner of the local ranch. And for some reason, she was blushing furiously, averting her gaze.

Oh shit.

Léo had not bothered to change, and was wearing what he wore to bed every night. That just so happened to be his boxers and nothing else. Here he was, standing nearly naked in front of a woman who he’d only ever had a professional relationship with.

“Hey Marnie,” Léo said, suddenly very much awake. “Um, I was asleep until like, two seconds ago. Mind if I grab a robe real quick?” he asked. 

“Please do!” Marnie squeaked.

Once Léo was wrapped up in his fluffy red bathrobe, he opened the door back up and gave a strained smile.

“Sorry about that,” he said. “Is everything okay? It’s…early,” he said, not really sure what time it was. He knew for a fact it was before 6 am though because his alarm hadn’t gone off yet.

“Oh, yes, everything is fine,” Marnie said, a blush still on her cheeks. “It’s just…well, I’m usually the one who gathers your things from the shipping bin. Every single day I’ve noticed a little kitty on your property. I was wondering if you’ve seen it too?”

What.

“Um, no?” Léo said, wondering why on Earth Marnie had decided to come over to his farmhouse at the crack of dawn to talk about a cat. Did she have something else to say to him? Something worth waking him up this early for?

“Oh. Well if you do see the little guy, I was thinking—oh!”

Marnie was looking to the side, an excited look on her face. Léo followed her gaze and his eyes landed on a fat cat sitting on his porch. When did it get there?

“You should keep him!” Marnie said, scooping up the cat who was surprisingly calm in her arms. 

“How do you know it’s a boy?” Léo asked.

“Orange cats are typically male, just like calico cats are typically female,” Marnie said, her animal knowledge shining through.

“Oh okay,” Léo said, looking at the cat. He was very cute. Léo reached out and gave the cat an experimental chin rub, and he started purring right away.

“He likes you!” Marnie said happily and thrust the cat towards Léo. Instinctively, Léo took him from her. The beautiful orange cat practically melted in his arms, and he couldn’t help but smile down at the adorable creature.

“I like him too,” Léo said, gently petting the cat’s head.

“You should give him a name,” Marnie said. “What do you think you’ll call him?”

“Gordito,” Léo said without a second thought.

“What does that mean?” Marnie asked, interested.

“Fat,” Léo said. “But in an affectionate way! It’s usually used with kids!” he said hastily at the stricken look on Marnie’s face. “Also he’s a chubby little guy.”

“I could get you some cat food for kitties that need to be on a diet,” Marnie said with a smile. 

“Thanks but no thanks,” Léo said. “I need this little guy to be a chunk.”

Marnie laughed good naturedly. “Oh, I also had one other thing to say!”

Ah, here it was.

“I’ve decided to start selling chicks! I’m sure Robin could build you a nice coop and, if you wanted, you could buy a few!”

A sales pitch. Great.

“Yeah, I’ll definitely think about that,” Léo said with a smile. “I do want to get some animals at some point. Chickens would probably be a great place to start.”

“Yes they would!” Marnie said. “Well, I’ll let you get back to it! And make sure to take good care of Gordito! I have plenty of pet supplies if you need them!”

“I’ll swing by later today,” Léo promised. “See you then!”

Léo brought Gordito into the house, kissing his furry little head before setting him down. Then something dawned on him. He didn’t have a litter box. Or food. Or a collar. Or anything at all. He sighed dramatically and looked down at his new cat.

“I guess I’m going to have to swing by Marnie’s sooner than I thought,” he said. Gordito let out a tiny meow and walked over to Léo’s bed. He jumped up and curled up into a ball, immediately going to sleep. Quickly, Léo grabbed his phone and snapped a picture. He needed to put Gorditio on all of his social media pages ASAP.

After taking a few more cat pictures and plastering them all over the internet, Léo pulled some work clothes on and got ready to tackle the day. As he worked in the fields, Léo made a mental note to set up a sprinkler system. Watering his crops by hand was getting exhausting. Maybe Robin would help him out.

As he thought that, the memory of Sam pulling weeds with his tongue poking out of the side of his mouth flashed through Léo’s mind. Maybe Sam could help instead. Sam might not be burly, but he was still helpful and fun to be around. Léo smiled, remembering how fun that day had been. How they had sat under the oak tree, and Sam had said all those nice things.

You act like you’re nothing special. But you’re really amazing. Rico is nothing compared to you. Your ex is missing out.

Léo blushed as he remembered Sam’s compliment. Sam had seemed like he really meant it, like he really thought that he was amazing. It was exactly what Léo had needed to hear in the moment, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt like Sam had been speaking from the heart.

Rico is nothing compared to you.

His brow furrowed as he thought of that smirking jerk. Léo’s grip on the watering can handle grew tighter as the events of yesterday morning popped into his head. He had been chatting with Abigail when a pretty blonde woman passed by. Abigail’s gaze was fixed on her, and Léo raised an eyebrow. But Abigail didn’t notice, she was too busy staring at the bombshell beauty before them.

The woman eventually noticed them and nodded in their direction, a forced smile on her face.

Abigail awkwardly waved at her, the apples of her cheeks slightly pink. Suddenly it clicked for him. He grinned and strutted over to the woman, grabbing Abigail by the arm. The woman looked slightly alarmed at being approached and gripped the magazine in her hand tighter than normal.

“Hey I’m Léo,” he said easily. “I don’t think I’ve really talked to you before. You’re…?”

“Haley,” the woman said, eyes narrowed. “We’ve met. I’m surprised you forgot my name. Most guys don’t forget me.”

“And I don’t forget most guys,” Léo said with a wink. “Women on the other hand…they rarely occupy my thoughts.”

A look of understanding crossed Haley’s face and her demeanor completely changed. The smile on her face was real this time as she let out a tinkling laugh.

“Well, that’s a relief!” she said. “No offense. You’re super handsome, but just like girls are forgettable to you, guys are forgettable to me.” She gave him a meaningful look, and Léo nodded, a tiny smile on his face. Abigail made a strangled sound that she turned into a hacking cough.

“Good to know,” Léo said, grinning at Abigail. There was a comfortable pause, and Léo looked down, something attracting his attention to the magazine Haley was holding. Suddenly, his eyes went wide.

“Who’s that?” he said sharply. Surprised, Haley looked down at the magazine cover.

“Oh, that’s the star of that new action movie…the one based on that video game. Journey of the Prairie King or something. I like his romantic comedies more. He’s just not cut out for action,” she said. 

“Is everything okay?” Abigail asked, looking at Léo’s stricken face.

Journey of the Prairie King. That had been the movie Henri was an extra in, the one where he had met Rico. And now that he was looking at the magazine cover carefully, he saw that there was a handsome man hanging off of Rico’s arm. A man with white blonde hair, twinkling blue eyes, and a thousand watt smile. Henri.

Léo kept watering his plants, willing the memory of seeing Henri and Rico on the cover of Haley’s magazine to leave his mind. Stupid Rico. Stupid Henri. He had left Zuzu City to escape memories of his ex. But he supposed that when your former lover was dating a famous actor, you couldn’t avoid them forever. Their image would be on the internet, in magazines, and on television. 

He paused his work, eyes squeezing shut as a memory hit him like a truck.

 Léo had just gotten back from a stressful day at work, and was pleased to see Henri had made dinner. 

“Hey ocean eyes,” Léo said with a smile. “That smells great!”

“Aww, thanks babe!” Henri said. Léo turned and took his coat off, and made a sound of surprise when Henri’s arms circled around his waist.

“I have something for you,” Henri whispered into Léo’s ear.

“Oh yeah?” Léo asked, turning around to look at his boyfriend.

“Yeah,” Henri said. “Close your eyes.”

Léo did as asked, and Henri let go of him. After a few moments, Henri spoke, his voice shy.“

Okay, open your eyes.”

Léo opened his eyes, and looked into Henri’s hand that had been thrust in his direction. In the middle of his palm was a silver ring that had a small sapphire in the center.

“I want to get my career off the ground before we get married,” Henri said softly, “But I need you to know that I love you and want to always be by your side. So…think of this as my promise to you,” he said, sliding the band onto Léo’s ring finger. “I promise that one day, I will properly propose to you, and we’ll get married somewhere beautiful. It’s you and me forever, okay babe?”

Léo softly kissed Henri and held him close. “You and me forever,” he repeated.

Angry tears burned at the corner of Léo’s eyes. To this day, he couldn’t figure out what the hell had happened. They were totally fine when Henri had left to go shoot his film. There was nothing to suggest that a break up was in the near future. In fact, when he left Henri had been wearing the promise ring that Léo had bought him. A single day passed and then Léo got the call that ruined everything.

Léo wiped his face with the back of his hand and set the watering can down. He couldn’t do this right now. He needed a break. Head full of Henri, Léo went back into his farmhouse and flopped on the bed. He was aware that he didn’t have all the time in the world though. Elfie was coming over at noon for the fitting, and he had promised he would show up. Léo was having second thoughts however, and picked up his phone. Maybe he should just text her and say he wasn’t coming.

But before he could navigate to her contact, a text from Sam came through. Curious, Léo opened it up. Sam usually didn’t get up until 1o, and it was currently 8:30.

Hey buttercup!

Léo smiled at the affectionate name. He hadn’t expected Sam to actually call him buttercup, but he did so regularly. It made Léo feel warm and fuzzy inside, and he could feel his anger and sadness slowly melting away. Sam always had that effect on him. No matter how down Léo was, Sam was always able to bring him back up.

Hey Mullet!

Léo laughed when Sam sent a frowny face emoji back.

Sorry Samico, I couldn’t resist. How are you?

Almost instantly, Léo got a response. Honestly, he had no idea how Sam managed to text so fast.

Pretty gucci how about you?

Léo snorted. Sam always said the most ridiculous things. But there was something about it that was so endearing. The other day when saying goodbye, Sam had shouted “Catch you on the flipside homeskillet!” He was the biggest doofus that Léo had ever met, but he wouldn’t change a thing about him.

Forget gucci I’m barely walmart güero

Léo smirked at Sam’s response, a small laugh escaping him.

Why the ass do you keep calling me different versions of “blonde white boy” I don’t refer to you as brunette latino man because that would be RUDE. You’re being RUDE.

Léo tapped out his response of “well you are one,” getting an angry face emoji in return. A few moments later Sam sent another message.

You’re doing okay, right? If you’re feeling shitty you should come over. Seb and I are having a jam sesh, you should chill with us!!! We had to change the time because Elfie is coming today.

Léo considered the message. Hanging out with friends would help, he knew it would. It would distract him for the time being. 

Sesh? Wow look at you, so hip and cool. 

Léo stood up, deciding that he was going to go. Lying down on his bed crying about Henri wasn’t productive or good for his mental health. He grabbed his phone and quickly shot off another message.

I’ll be there in 15

Léo received a smiley face in return, and he quickly threw some clothes on. For some strange reason, he felt the need to make sure he looked good. Léo dug through his clothes and finally settled on an orange button up that had small white flowers on it. He undid three of the buttons, and then pulled on one of his nicer pairs of jeans. He double checked his ponytail in the mirror before heading out.

He wanted to look nice for Elfie, he told himself. He wanted her to know he was doing okay and feeling good. No other reason for dressing a little better than normal. And it was warm out so he’d be forgiven for wanting to unbutton his shirt, right?

Feeling better about his outfit choice, he made his way to town. As he was walking through the town square, he noticed Abigail’s mother Caroline looking at him. He lifted his hand in greeting and she let out a girlish giggle.

Okay maybe he should’ve left the shirt buttoned.

Sam’s mother Jodi was there, and lightly slapped Caroline’s shoulder, shaking her head. Caroline wiggled her fingers at Léo.

“Hello!” she called out. Somehow this worse than being catcalled, probably because this was the mother of one of his friends. He sped up, practically running down the road before reaching Sam’s place.

Léo knocked on the door, and didn’t have to wait long until it opened just a crack, Vincent’s head poking out.

“Hey there Vincent!” Léo said cheerfully. The small red haired boy gave him a gap toothed grin and opened the door all the way.

“Léo!” Vincent said happily. “You’re here! Sam didn’t say you were coming over!”

“Well here I am,” Léo said with a chuckle. “That okay?”

“Yeah!” Vincent said, and Léo walked into the house. Sam’s house was very cozy, plenty of family pictures hanging on the walls. Vincent hummed happily as they walked into the living room. The little

boy plopped down on the floor and began playing with his little cars that he had clearly abandoned to answer the door.

“Sam is in his room playing music with ‘Bastian,” Vincent said.

“I can hear that,” Léo said, and it was true. The sounds of someone playing electric guitar filled the entire house. “I’m gonna go say hi to your brother, okay?”

“’Kay,” Vincent said, and Léo followed the music until he got to a door that had a small hand written sign on it.

If you think my music is too loud, you’re too old!

Léo snorted, and knocked on the door. When he didn’t get a response, he figured that the men inside hadn’t heard. That wouldn’t surprise him honestly, the music was pretty loud. Hoping that this didn’t count as an intrusion of privacy, Léo opened the door.

He was greeted by the sight of Sam in a tight t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up. It hada picture of a guitar on it with the words “Lord of the Strings” in fancy script. The blonde man was truly rocking out, hips swaying to the music.

Léo didn’t even register Sebastian at the nearby keyboard. All he could focus on was Sam. He felt an odd fluttering in his stomach, and tried to ignore it while he watched Sam dance. Finally Sam looked up and saw Léo. His mouth dropped open a bit as he looked at  Léo. The expression was soon replaced with one of excitement.

“Léo!” he said happily. Sebastian nodded at him.

“Hey man,” Sebastian said. “Nice to see you.”

“Someone’s in a good mood,” Léo teased. “Good to see you too. You ready for the fitting today?”

“Hell yeah!” Sam said. “Just got a text from Abbers a few minutes ago that she’s gonna bring Elfie here.”

“Oh okay,” Léo said. “Nice to know I was the last person told.”

“Aw don’t be like that,” Sam said. “Abby is super excited! And she’s pretty happy that Seb decided not to come to the bus stop with her.”

The agreement had been that Elfie would take the bus, and Abigail and Sebastian would pick her up. At the last minute however, Sebastian backed out with the excuse that he had something else to do. Léo figured he must’ve meant band practice.

“I didn’t know you played keyboard Sebastian,” Léo said, getting a shrug in response.

“I used to take classical piano lessons,” he said. “I wanted to learn how to play because…” Sebastian trailed off for a moment, and Léo waited expectantly. “Because my dad used to play,” he finally said.

“It’s my way to connect to him.”

Léo was shocked at how open and vulnerable Sebastian had just been. He was aware that Sebastian’s dad had died in a car accident. Robin had told him that the only time Sebastian had been to Japan was for his father’s memorial there. 

“Ryotaro always wanted to take Seb back home to visit,” she had said sadly. “We had plans to visit Sebby’s grandparents there, but when his dad died he didn’t want to go for any reason.”

Sebastian looked a bit nervous after his admission, so Léo decided that the best way to help out would be to admit something as well.

“I’m glad you have that,” Léo said. “I almost stopped playing guitar when my grandpa died. He was the one to teach me how to play, and I was so sad every time I played. But I knew he wouldn’t want me to stop. So I kind of know what you mean.”

Sebastian smiled at him and looked as though he was about to say something when he was interrupted.

“You play guitar?” Sam blurted out, eyes bigger than dinner plates.

“Yeah!” Léo said. “I was the singer and lead guitar in a local band back in Zuzu City,” he said. “We were mostly a cover band, but I wrote a few original songs here and there.”

“You can sing too?” Sam said, sounding shocked. He looked a bit flustered, and Léo missed the tiny sigh and eye roll from Sebastian.

“Not to sound arrogant or anything but I’m pretty good at it,” Léo said. “I started out as the lead singer, but when our lead guitarist quit I stepped into that role too.”

“You should sing us something!” Sam said, looking extremely excited. “And show us your guitar skills!”

“Sam,” Sebastian said firmly, “Don’t demand that he do tricks for you like a friggin’ dog.”

Léo laughed, and Sam flushed.

“He can’t just say he’s an amazing singer and then hide that from us,” Sam pouted.

“I’ll sing for you later, I promise,” Léo said, which seemed to cheer his friend up.

“So…you were in a band?” Sebastian asked, and Léo nodded.

“Yeah, we called ourselves The Blackhearts. Me and a few other guys would get together every weekend and just screw around on our instruments, and then one day we said “why not be a band?” We played some gigs here and there, but nothing serious.”

“Seb and I want to start a band,” Sam said. “What kind of music did you play? We still can’t decide what we want to do.”

“Well when we performed we mostly did hard rock with the occasional heavy metal song,” Léo said. “But when it was just us, we did whatever.”

“You were in a metal band?” Sebastian asked, looking shocked.

“Kinda,” Léo said. “We did a bunch of Metallica and Iron Maiden covers.”

“Sweet,” Sebastian said, a look of newfound respect on his face. “I want to do something like that, but Sam wasn’t sure.”’

“What do you think we should play Léo?” Sam asked. Léo was surprised that he was being put on the spot like this. Was he really expected to pick the type of music their band would play?

“Maybe experimental noise rock?” Léo said after thinking about it. “That could be a lot of fun.”

“Yeah I was thinking about that too,” Sam said.

“Since when?” Sebastian muttered. Sam glared at him.

“Since…since…look, it was a private thought!” he said, annoyed. “But I’m thinking that should be our genre! What do you think?”

Sebastian let out a long suffering sigh and then nodded. “Sounds great Sam.”

“Cool!” Sam said, sounding thrilled. “Is that the kind of stuff you listen to?” he asked, turning to Léo.

“I listen to a bit of everything,” Léo said. “I feel like as a musician it’s important to expose myself to all kinds of genres. I don’t want to limit myself, you know?”

“That makes sense,” Sam says. “You should see if you can get Sebastian to listen to stuff other than Black Sabbath and Def Leppard.”

“You’re into the old stuff, yeah?” Léo asked, and Sebastian nodded. “Well, sorry Sam, I’m gonna end up just being an enabler. I have a passion for 80s music. I could get you into some hard rock though. Unchained by Van Halen is a personal favorite.”

“I’ll check it out for sure,” Sebastian said. Just as he was going to start playing his keyboard again, Sam’s phone buzzed.

“Oh! They’re walking over now!” Sam said. “This is going to be so much fun!”

Sebastian was quiet as Sam began to talk about the fitting and what it would be like. Léo could feel anxiety coming off of him in waves, and he frowned.

“You good Sebastian?” Léo asked gently.

“Oh, uh…yeah,” Sebastian said. “I just didn’t really think this through. I don’t like strangers touching me.”

“If you get uncomfortable at any point, I’m sure she’ll understand,” Léo said. “Just make sure she knows, okay?”

Sebastian nodded, but the words didn’t seem to have the effect that Léo had hoped. It wasn’t long before Sam’s door was flung open. Abigail was standing there, a huge smile on her face. Standing

behind her was Elfie who was looking absolutely radiant.

“You could’ve knocked,” Sam said, pretending to be annoyed.

“Nah,” Abigail said, “That would take up a few seconds of time that we don’t have!” 

She walked into the room, Elfie following behind. Léo could tell she had worked on her appearance. She was wearing a sparkly black crop top, a black blazer, and black jeans. Her hair and make up looked like she had spent hours on it. 

But that Sebastian guy though? Léo, I want to mount him like a stallion and ride him like a Harley all night long.

Léo had to force himself not to smirk as he realized why Elfie had dressed up. She was trying to impress Sebastian. And from the way Sebastian was openly staring at her, she had done a perfect job. He noticed Sam’s raised eyebrow as he looked at Sebastian, and Léo knew he wasn’t the only noticing Sebastian’s gaze.

“Hey Elfie!” Léo said. She turned towards him, and looked him up and down.

“Damn Léo, you’re looking hot!” she said. “Unbuttoning your shirt to the navel? Good god you’re going to get the whole town wanting to climb you like a tree.”

Abigail and Léo laughed, and Sam shuffled his feet a bit. Léo caught Sam’s eye, and his friend looked surprised at being caught looking.

“She’s right,” he said, and turned pink as everyone looked at him. “I-I mean, he’s showing off washboard abs! That’s…he’s…who wouldn’t like that?” 

“Do you?” Abigail teased.

“He’s objectively hot okay?” Sam said, flustered. “Anyone with eyes can see that.”

“You’re not bad yourself,” Léo said before he could stop himself. Where had that come from?

Sam was tomato red, and Abigail had a huge grin.

“As much as I’d love to watch you two swap compliments all day,” Elfie said, “I really need these measurements. Who wants to start out?”

Abigail immediately volunteered, and seemed completely comfortable with being measured, even in more intimate places. Sam was equally comfortable, and Elfie explained that she didn’t need Léo’s measurements as he wasn’t going to be in the show.

“Then why are you here?” Sebastian asked.

“Moral support?” Léo said. “Glad to see I’m wanted.”

“I didn’t mean it like that,” Sebastian said defensively. “I was just wondering.”

“Okay you’re up,” Elfie said to Sebastian, who suddenly tensed up. He stood frozen in spot, and Elfie raised an eyebrow.

“Do I need to come over there?” she asked.

“N-no, I can come. Over to you!” Sebastian added, clearly not happy with his first choice of words. He walked over and stood as stiff and still as a statue.

Elfie had just measured his inseam, which had made Sebastian stare at the ceiling with his eyes closed, and was getting ready to measure his hips

“Hey Sebastian?” Elfie asked. “You good if I measure a bit lower than your hips?” she asked.

“What?” Sebastian asked, frowning at her. “Where do you mean?”

“I gotta measure how big your ass is,” she said easily, and Sebastian choked on air.

“Why?” he squeaked out. “You didn’t do that with anyone else!”

“I know,” Elfie said. “But you’ve got an ass that don’t quit, if you catch my drift. I need to make sure there’s enough room in the back.”

Sebastian was the color of a fire truck, staring at her with wide eyes.

“You don’t need to do that!” he said, voice high pitched. “I’m sure it’ll fit!”

“Not necessarily,” Elfie said. “You’ve got a snatched waist and skinny legs. That would make me assume your ass is tiny, but it’s not. Your ass might even be bigger than Léo’s which I didn’t think was possible.”

“You could use my measurements,” Léo suggested, seeing Sebastian’s panic. “That might work.”

“I need them to be precise,” Elfie said. “I make all my clothes by hand, I can’t just make him pants and pray they fit. If they don’t it’ll be a big problem.”

“Alright fine!” Sebastian practically shouted. “Just…make it quick.”

Elfie put the measuring tape around him. “Damn,” she said, looking at the number. Then she grinned at Sebastian.

“I need to put on Ms. New Booty,” she said.

“What’s that song?” Abigail asked.

“It’s Sebastian’s theme song,” Elfie said. She cleared her throat. “I found you, Ms. New Booty! Get it together and bring it back to me!”

Sam laughed. “BOOTY BOOTY BOOTY ROCK IT EVERYWHERE!” he shouted out, joining in.

“Stop talking about my ass!” Sebastian said angrily. “You guys are being dicks!”

“I’m sorry,” Elfie said softly. “I was trying to lighten the mood.”

“Well you didn’t,” Sebastian said. “You got your measurements, and I need a smoke. See you later.”

Sebastian stormed out, and the whole room was quiet.

“Wow,” Abigail said, breaking the tense silence. “I’ve never seen him get that pissed off over a joke. This isn’t the first time he’s had someone say something about it.”

Elfie sighed. “I hope he doesn’t hate me now,” she said, sounding a little sad.

“He doesn’t,” Sam said. “He’s just uncomfortable with strangers. He just wasn’t expecting it, that’s all. He’s like a cat—he holds a grudge for 16 hours and then forgets about it.”

“Well…okay,” Elfie said, but didn’t sound comforted. “I was planning on hanging out with you guys but maybe it would be better if I stayed in town with just Léo.” Abigail looked distressed, but they all agreed that was probably for the best. They left the house, and as they walked away Elfie sighed deeply.

“I fucked up,” she said. “I wanted to make friends with him so bad. I thought a joke would help.”

“I really think it’s okay,” Léo said. “Maybe he’s mad now but Sam is right, he’ll get over it.”

“But when?” Elfie said, frustrated. “I was going to give him my number!”

“Oh really?” Léo said with a grin. “So that’s why you’re wearing that.”

“Obviously,” Elfie said without a hint of shame. “But that’s not happening now.”

“What if I give him your number?” Léo said after a moment. “He’d have it, and then if he wants to text you when he cools off he can.” Léo thought back to the look Sebastian had given her when she walked in. “I’m pretty sure he will.”

Elfie smiled at him. “I hope so. Now show me where you live! I have to see this,” she said. “I want to see what you left your pent house apartment for.”

“I left it for essentially a shack,” Léo said. “But I love it, and I love it here. The people are great.”

“Anyone in particular?” Elfie asked. The memory of Sam dancing while playing guitar popped into Léo’s mind.

“I’ve got a lot of good friends here,” he said slowly.

“That’s not what I meant,” Elfie said, and gave him a knowing look. “You didn’t wear this outfit for fun.”

“I’m not ready yet,” Léo said firmly. “It doesn’t matter if there’s someone nice looking here. I’m not going to date them because it’s not the right time.”

“If you’re sure,” Elfie said, looking concerned.

“I am,” Léo said, but for some strange reason he felt sad saying these words. Sam’s face flashed in his mind. He quickly shook the thought away. This wasn’t the time to be thinking stupid thoughts. He needed to focus on the farm and on healing…right?

[sun-lit-roses]

Cold Lazarus

I’ve been warned this one will put me through the wringer (thanks @tabbyofwisdom!), so I’ve gathered my emotional support kitties on the couch. I’m ready to go - Season 1, Episode 7:

New planet!

It's very... yellow.

Are the bright blue bits supposed to be tents?

Nope, crystals! Very pretty. And I possibly need to update my eye prescription.

They're going to be evil crystals, aren't they.

Uh oh Jack found All The Crystals.

Is it watching him?

Whoa! Heck of a defense mechanism.

Is he having an out of body experience?

No wait, that's another him! A copy? A clone? A shapeshifter? So many disturbing possibilities.

Wait how's Real!Jack going to get back?!

I guess he could just dial too, surely the whole team knows the codes. That'll cause some confusion.

Fake!Jack isn't doing great at not acting like it's his first time on the base. Unless he always comes back, stops on the ramp, and stares at everything in confusion.

So does Jack always just wander around the room during a briefing and not contribute? Cause everyone seems pretty okay with it.

How'd he know Jack's locker combo? How much info does he have?

Hm, not so much that he isn't snooping through this pencil box.

Is he having flashbacks? I guess not exactly, since he isn’t really Jack. Flashes of Jack’s memories?

Men and women share a locker room, they just have different shifts for it? That seems less efficient than just having two locker rooms.

Sam has moved from subtly trying to get him to leave straight through to giving up over the course of about two minutes 😂

Oof. Even forewarned, that’s a heavy bombshell to hear. Poor Jack, loses his son and then his wife.

Rifling through family photos, blowing off Teal’c, he’s not doing great at this ‘keeping a cover’ thing.

Not an EM field! That’s never good in scifi.

OH

I can’t keep hopping back between wacky alien mystery and shattering personal facts. I’m getting whiplash.

Losing his son is terrible enough - Jack knowing it was his own gun? That must have been devastating.

I’m willing to bet the crystal was cut with a weapon, deliberately, because these things are dangerous!

How did Fake!Jack find this house with just a photo?

I can only watch this by peering through my fingers. We’re just not going to talk about the traumatic parts of this episode, ‘k?

Oh no, Teal’c, don’t learn about the Earth from cable news! That is a good way to assume the world’s about to implode.

Him plugging one ear to escape the rock music was funny though 😂

These two seem like they’re Up To Something. But they’re cute when they’re Sciencing!

Oh no, back to Jack.

😭

‘You received permission?’ ‘Oh yeah.’ Those little shits 🤣 I knew they were up to something! When Real!Jack gets back he’s going to have to lay down some Sciencing Rules.

I guess they’re called ‘staff weapons’ not ‘fire sticks.’

I’m probably still going to call them fire sticks, to be honest.

Even the Gou’ald don’t like them! Although that makes me wonder if I’m being too harsh on the crystals. I mean, they did make Fake!Jack, but maybe there’s a good reason??

Or the Gou’ald could be right about some things, if I have to accept that, I SUPPOSE.

Oh no, Fake!Jack is talking to the Real Wife.

AH

Daniel has the correct and right response to a crystal suddenly growing a face.

Sam and Teal’c at the embodiment of ‘....y’okay, dude?’ at this moment.

Hm, it’s asking for help. Albeit very creepily. Maybe the Gou’ald are evil and were trying to wipe out an entire alien civilization of shiny blue crystals! That would track. And I wouldn’t have to believe that the Gou’ald are right about anything!

REAL!JACK !!! He survived! And he’s coming back! Which is probably going to create a lot of confusion.

Yeah, that’s a whole lot of confusion going on.

Wait, does he not remember??

If so, I can’t imagine his thought process waking up on an alien planet to find out his entire team apparently just left him behind unconscious and went back to Earth.

Hey, it’s our old pal the jail cell set!

Meanwhile, back on Planet Angst.

Oh shoot! Strobe!Jack probably wasn’t supposed to happen.

I’m not sure a normal hospital is really going to be equipped to deal with this.

Yep, it was the Gou’ald! Aw, the crystal people were just trying to welcome visitors and they were murdered because of it.

SG-1 to the rescue! Glad they found out about the Fake!Jack in the hospital thing before they started running all over town.

Love that the plan to hide Teal’c is a baseball cap 😂 He and Spock should share tips.

Oh no, Strobe!Jack again!

That poor woman has to be so confused with multiple Jacks running around.

Ouch. Radioactive aliens are a real pain in the neck.

It was trying to heal his heart 😭

OKay, we’re going to save the incredibly sweet alien, right guys?? RIght?!

...I’m not sure seeing her dead son is going to be of help to Sara.

Don’t mind me. Just over here sobbing.

I liked Sara a whole lot, just for the record. Though I suspect she probably won’t be a regular on the show.

Yay, the alien is going to be okay!

Rating: 🔘🔘🔘🔘

4/5 Gates This was a tough one to get through - I definitely watched it over the space of a couple of days, but it was good! Solid story beats, Jack’s background is fleshed out, the rest of the team has some good comedic bits. The whiplash between the drama and the Sciencing was a bit rough in the middle, but I’m not ruling out that this was intentional to highlight the emotional weight of Jack’s history or maybe break up the heaviness a little. Here’s hoping the next episode is more of a fun romp! Can we just shoot the fire stick a little more, guys?

[gay-salt-amber]

Okay, genderswapped-spelled Twst (idia originally talked with @alexglitches)

Spelled peps are Riddle, Ruggie, Azul, Jamil, Vil, and Idia and Crewel

RSA knows due to social media and most likely not being able to hide it from a curious disappearing act kitty

Most dislikes it due to staring but Ruggie somewhat enjoys it since she can make Leona do his chores for once in his life since he's a feminist for sure

Azul hates how curvy her body is since it's "fat" to her but Idia and the tweels are like "What are you even talking about???"

Crewel took this chance to get female based uniforms custom-made by Sam once this happened and wears beautiful dresses freely

Jamil got turned to a girl when protecting Kalim

Most are the dorms are like have sever panic of questioning

My sis headcanons Azul's female voice would be a beautiful sultry jazz woman voice and she sings a few times in the lounge

Neige is a bashful boy for new Vil

"No one says CRAP to Mrs Rosehearts!" - Trey Clover 2xxx right after seeing Riddle

Ruggie teases Deuce and Epel and Jack most

Malleus' like "wtf???" after seeing Idia and Azul in dresses

Jamil will kick anyone's ass who stares at her's

Everyone gave a "yes sir!" To Trey after he said that

Crewel is actually happy about this cuz I HC that he is very androgynous and already dresses femininely if he feels like it he wears this dress from the Cruella movie:

After they get turned back Ruggie is just like "Ah shit" cuz now Leona wont do stuff for him (or at least not as easily)

Idia and Malleus would shower Azul's body with kisses after hearing that he doesn't like it because of how 'curvy' it is

So I think Kalim is kinda grumpy if he gets woken up so when Jamil saw himself as a woman he let out a kind of loud, "Holy shit!' And Kalim asked what was wrong and Jamil told him, Kalim groaned and went, "Alright then, come back to bed, its 4AM."

Cater is flustered cuz Riddles so pretty, Che'nya has a hand on Riddles shoulder the whole day like, "I don't care that i'm skipping my classes! You're more important." And Floyd is flustering Riddle cuz Riddle likes being called pretty and beautiful but didn't know until then and is so embaressed

Rook is bragging about Vil all day.. I mean he already does but now its just constant like, "Do you see my beautiful girlfriend? No? Well me show you how stunning she is in that dress!"

Vil is now flustered cuz he now knows that he likes both he and she pronouns

----

Stan genderfluid Vil for clear skin

🏳️‍🌈Amber🧂

[baekhvuns]

The album grew on me a bit, but it's a confusing one, usually I'm like this "omg I love this" "this is nice" "I don't care for it" e.g. ZFP3 I was obsessed with DV and Rocky, liked ES, AAY, NTL, didn't care for FLID. Here every song has elements I like and elements I'm not fond of? Like sometimes they did too much, sometimes not enough (my biggest issue are still the choruses). I more or less got used to the beat and tone changes after listening a few times and I know the album is very cohesive and interesting (the instrumentals are really great), but it just didn't hit me that much, not to the point of replying songs over and over again. And that's a bit sad, cause it's clearly their biggest comeback. So yeah I accepted the album, it might be their most ambitious and cohesive one which is always a nice concept, but I can't say it's my favourite, ZFP1 is still superior because I enjoyed every song instantly. Not sure how to even rank the tracks, maybe Cyberpunk>Guerrilla>The Ring=Sector 1>New World>WDIG. I'm only sure about number 1 and 2, because other songs confuse me too much fhusudhjsjahsjw it's like this: 📈📉📈📉📈

I know a few people who aren't 100% into it (or not into it at all), so I don't feel alone lmao. But I'm glad most people, even non-Atinys like it and good for the boys, they worked hard. Ah with distancing myself I meant in general, I've been less into kpop recently, even my fave groups, so maybe that's also why I'm not that crazy about this Ateez comeback 🤔

I know BB Hwa was a simp, but also a dumb dumb, so he needed to be put in his place! So true, his brother stole the show, but at first I was excited about the possibility of Hwa having a real dog 😭 No bestie that asshole I genuinely despise still, one of my friends sees him occasionally and 🔫 ETL was not possible because a. I don't do lovers b. He's gay c. He's a real little bitch who messed with 2 of my friends. Me too, I only remember there was a lot of smut in Duke, but like I said I read it once and I'm an old person, my memory is lacking 💀

Uhhhh and what about my villain Y/N story 🤧 I remember you mentioning another AU, fake dating? Or was it for another member? I could've sworn you said something about Hwa ETL fake dating and some wedding? 🤔

Omg no I don't think I've ever seen that Geronimo guy, but he looks cute! I didn't dress as Sam... not yet at least 👀 the new episodes felt off cause the art was a bit different and they had different voices. Some of my fave cartoons except Totally Spies were Pokemon, Moomins, The Smurfs, Hamtaro, W.I.T.C.H, The Flintstones, Pinky and the Brain, Braceface, Life with Louie, What's with Andy, The Kids from room 402, Franklin, Heathcliff and the Catillac Cats. Some were older, some I watched in my early teens

I want that penguin ahhhhh, that website has so many Seonghwa's... dragons, cats, bunnies, birds - seriously is there another idol who has so many fursonas?!

Kitty cathwa yes 💖💖💖💖 have you seen this

This guy is such an non-threat lol. What is this behaviour????? . Anddddd this one should be locked away 🚨🚨🚨🚨

Ah my friend won a fan call with Mingi, I'm so happy for her, she couldn't speak with him during ZFP2 and she won fan calls twice, but he's her ult so I'm happy it's finally happening! - DV 💖

hi hello!!!

The album grew on me a bit, but it's a confusing one, usually I'm like this "omg I love this" "this is nice" "I don't care for it" e.g. ZFP3 I was obsessed with DV and Rocky, liked ES, AAY, NTL, didn't care for FLID. Here every song has elements I like and elements I'm not fond of? Like sometimes they did too much, sometimes not enough (my biggest issue are still the choruses). I more or less got used to the beat and tone changes after listening a few times and I know the album is very cohesive and interesting (the instrumentals are really great), but it just didn't hit me that much, not to the point of replying songs over and over again. And that's a bit sad, cause it's clearly their biggest comeback. So yeah I accepted the album, it might be their most ambitious and cohesive one which is always a nice concept, but I can't say it's my favourite, ZFP1 is still superior because I enjoyed every song instantly. Not sure how to even rank the tracks, maybe Cyberpunk>Guerrilla>The Ring=Sector 1>New World>WDIG. I'm only sure about number 1 and 2, because other songs confuse me too much fhusudhjsjahsjw it's like this: 📈📉📈📉📈

AHHHHH MAKES SENSE I THINK ITS RLY NICE THAT U AT LEAST GAVE IT A LISTEN OR GAVE IT A TRY! some openly just 🔫🔫 even if it’s something not your style! jVDNSBS CYBERPUNK IS RLY SO GOOD love love the note change hdjd hopefully they perform it live 😭😭😭omg did u listen to blackpink’s ready for love?? it’s actually kinda slaps dbdb

I know a few people who aren't 100% into it (or not into it at all), so I don't feel alone lmao. But I'm glad most people, even non-Atinys like it and good for the boys, they worked hard. Ah with distancing myself I meant in general, I've been less into kpop recently, even my fave groups, so maybe that's also why I'm not that crazy about this Ateez comeback 🤔

yeah!! def a really big comeback with sHIT TON OF PCS IM READY TO ROB FBFBFB they really worked really hard 😭😭😭 someone tweeted about seonghwa having a tough time after 3 takes and was being supported by the dancers,, the choreo is definitely super difficult ABFMWBDKW AHHH tbh i also get it fbf after 2017 the kpop attraction i had just started to 📉📉📉📉

I know BB Hwa was a simp, but also a dumb dumb, so he needed to be put in his place! So true, his brother stole the show, but at first I was excited about the possibility of Hwa having a real dog 😭 No bestie that asshole I genuinely despise still, one of my friends sees him occasionally and 🔫 ETL was not possible because a. I don't do lovers b. He's gay c. He's a real little bitch who messed with 2 of my friends. Me too, I only remember there was a lot of smut in Duke, but like I said I read it once and I'm an old person, my memory is lacking 💀

A DUMB SIMP 😭😭😭 HE WAS ENDEARING DJDJDJ LMFAOOOO NAURRR 😭😭😭 i will make sure in the next fic of his i will include a doggo for him <3 name it hamin too <3 GOD DAMN I CAN SMELL THE RAGE FROM JUST THOSE SENTENCES NDNDNDND 😭😭😭 LETS JUST KEEP IT AT ENEMIES TO ENEMIES,,, LMFBFMWJDKE IS IT OLDNESS or is it bc u don’t drink enough water 🔫

Uhhhh and what about my villain Y/N story 🤧 I remember you mentioning another AU, fake dating? Or was it for another member? I could've sworn you said something about Hwa ETL fake dating and some wedding? 🤔

iMMA NEED U TO TELL ME WHICH ONE U WANT FIRST 🔫 i like being told to do a certain thing bc ✨ indecisive ✨ so i will follow that exactly dbdbd YES THE WEDDING ONES ABSOLUTELY YES I WILL WRITE IT <3 will have a uquiz soon where u can decide dbdb

Omg no I don't think I've ever seen that Geronimo guy, but he looks cute! I didn't dress as Sam... not yet at least 👀 the new episodes felt off cause the art was a bit different and they had different voices. Some of my fave cartoons except Totally Spies were Pokemon, Moomins, The Smurfs, Hamtaro, W.I.T.C.H, The Flintstones, Pinky and the Brain, Braceface, Life with Louie, What's with Andy, The Kids from room 402, Franklin, Heathcliff and the Catillac Cats. Some were older, some I watched in my early teens

HE REALLY IS CUTE the art is so nostalgic and cozy, as if it’s christmas and ur wrapped in a blanket and it’s rly >>>> YOU NEED TO DRESS UP AS HER OH MY GOD PLS WITH ALL THE GADGETS AND ALL DBDB oh???? different voices??? 🤨🤨🤨 well damn, time to binge the older ones bc damn dbdb I KNOW ALOT OF THOSE CARTOONS BUT DO U RMR “RECESS” AND MAGIC SCHOOL BUS

I want that penguin ahhhhh, that website has so many Seonghwa's... dragons, cats, bunnies, birds - seriously is there another idol who has so many fursonas?!

NOPE DBDBD SEONGHWAS FANDOM IS FULL OF FURRIES 😭😭😭😭😭 bestie buy it 🔫

Kitty cathwa yes 💖💖💖💖 have you seen this

STOP STOP STOP IM GONNA SCREAM IM FBWNFHWJ

This guy is such an non-threat lol. What is this behaviour????? .

he’s sO LAME 😭😭😭😭,,, that behaviour is that one scene in duke where the yn is talking to her mother and seonghwa’s standing behind her mother doing this 🔫🔫🔫

Anddddd this one should be locked away 🚨🚨🚨🚨

DO YOU WANT A SEONGHWA FIC BREATHE IF YES FBWMFJKWD

Ah my friend won a fan call with Mingi, I'm so happy for her, she couldn't speak with him during ZFP2 and she won fan calls twice, but he's her ult so I'm happy it's finally happening! - DV 💖

OH MY GOD?????? THATS SO COOL OMG PLS WOWFBWMDHSJ SHES SO LUCKY!!!! bestie u better get a pola now 🔫

oH i rmr u mentioning u went to india for a wedding right? did u get to wear the outfits and the jewelry 😧😧😧 omg dID U GET EVERYTHING????

THE PHOTOS // 2

AND LITERALLY THE PRETTIEST MAN ALIVE !!!!!

[tuiyla]

The internal conflict of 4x20 being a really problematic episode as a whole but also it having some of my favorite Santana and Kitty content in the entire show

The NY plotline was surprisingly solid and fleshed out Santana a lot, which was needed, and while there was no follow up, it’s still great to see. The small details about her doing ballet, and how genuinely passionate she looks is so amazing.

The Lima plotline is notoriously problematic, but what it adds to Kitty is so important. Obviously there are no excuses for Kitty’s past actions, but knowing that there is depth to her is crucial to why she manages to be likable.

While I hate rewatching 4x20, the character content we received was so important to me.

Ah a fellow Santana and Kitty lover, an Anon of taste 😌

I weep for the wasted potential of Santana’s 4x20 Lights Out storyline, at least in how it’s not picked up afterward. But this is a general issue I have with how what Santana builds in seasons 4 and 5 doesn’t get a proper conclusion. I agree Anon, it’s a solid ep for her, good Kurtcheltana content, good character moments. I think I feel less happy about it in retrospect because of the aforementioned lack of follow-up but on its own it’s still strong. At the Ballet is incredibly underrated imo. @amazonworrier and I were having some feels about it a while back.

I'm not sure I know exactly what you're referring to by "problematic" so if you wanna, I'd be interested in hearing that elaboration. I really do appreciate this thought so don't get me wrong, I've just grown a bit allergic to the general use of the word "problematic" and am a bit skeptical when it's not detailed what it means. This against you Anon, just a thing I noticed in the fandom that when we dismiss things with "well that's problematic" and use that word as a be all end all it kinda kills meaningful discussion.

I'm sorry, nitpicking because I have a knee-jerk reaction to the word aside haha I can only assume you mostly mean the Ryder plot? It’s a discussion I’ve seen often, how wrong both Artie and Sam were. I don’t want to hijack this post with that so suffice to say, yes they were, and yes the framing does say they’re wrong but it’s also super weird. I suppose that’s the Problematic nature of it; not that Bad Thing happened and people reacted Badly, but that they were barely directly called out, not disputed, and Ryder never got closure with them. I honestly would have loved a scene of Kitty giving the two boys a piece of her mind but from the way Becca acted that scene, I don’t think she was in the space of mind to do so. Very messy Glee, very messy.

But, when it comes to Kitty! I love the Kitty content so so much. I think even the subtle things in the episode add just so much to her character. And I don’t want it to come across as “oh evil person has a tragic backstory now” because I think Glee actually manages to avoid that and it’s not just through this that they humanize Kitty and give her a character beyond She Was Horrible Terrible The Worst to Marley For a While. In fact, my problem with the Kitty plot is the same I have with the Santana one. It feels very much as if it exists in a vacuum, even more so than Santana’s career plot that at least spans a few seasons here and there. Kitty’s trauma (or Ryder’s) is never brought up again. So while I appreciate her softening wasn’t entirely built on that because that would have been, just, bad, it does bother me that it turns Lights Out very much into an Issue Episode that need not be mentioned again. Because who needs continuity when you can say you’ve covered every topic under the sun.

That aside, if I ever finish the cursed Kitty mega essay I’ve been working for a literal year now, her 4x20 plot will be a big part of it. Like you say, her backstory of course doesn’t excuse anything but it does give her more depth and makes this ep a good one for her character. I’ve kinda touched on it and her convo with Ryder here.

Anyway if you have more thoughts on the episode or these storylines I’d love to hear them! Santana and Kitty, truly couldn’t ask for a discussion I’d be more interested in haha.