#i;;;’m so tired br o

[jadelemonadee]

idk

[idaredivel]

Yet again another short short fanfic for this little series, and honestly i think this one is gonna be the wrap (if i can't think a version for Mihawk, of course, but i doubt it)

This one i did try to beta it because it has a more serious note, since Shanks is having an attack (panic or anxiety, i leave it up for you to decide because i based it on what mines feels like). That said, the way Shanks calms down here may not be how someone else does (the way Mihawk helps him sure doesn't work for me, funnily enough! so take it with a grain of salt if it's not yours either)

Lastly: Thanks to everyone who read this series and liked it, it means more to me that you could ever imagine :)!

(Translation of final words: Mi amor-My love / Ástkær-My dear love)

Good night

He was beside Buggy, running down the street leading to the port, the Oro Jackson's sails a flash as they went as quickly as they could.

He was so happy to see everyone again, Captain specially, fearing that his condition got worse in the time the crew were away and, uncharacteristically, expecting the worst.

And

He met Roger with a smile, asking if everything went well, if they found it.

And

He got a laugh, a laugh that descended much more quickly than what Roger used to do. But he complied and answered some things.

And

Then Captain went silent for a second, just a second.

And told him—

Shanks didn't wake violently, even if he was pulled out of the dream—the memory—abruptly. A merciful thing. It had been a while since that particular one resurfaced, but it wasn't a rare flash from the past that his mind chosed to recall.

His brain felt like it was stuffed with cotton and because of this it was a second too late that he noticed he was having an attack. His throat closed making it difficult to breath, dizziness surrounded him and if his eyes were open, Shanks knew his vision would be full of black spots. He still tried to reel himself back from it, but it was getting more and more difficult by the second.

Then

He faintly felt his arm being raised and pressed against something, a steady rythm below his palm. The next thing he registered was his face being caressed with tenderness. A voice then reached his ears talking in whispers—no, not whispers, that was his hearing not working as it should—but nevertheless Shanks recognized it's tone and pitch, and it was trying to hide it, no doubt for Shanks' own sake, but it was laced with worry.

With strength he didn't think he had that moment, he forced himself to open his eyelids, the half-blurred image of his lover coming into view. Focusing on trying to see him better—five things, he remembered, so he counted his eyes, his nose, his lips and more or less his hair and beard—he started to make out the words being said to him too.

“Th..s it, ... focus ... m.. br..ath” Oh, that's right, he needed to regulate his breathing. He followed the best he could how his lover's chest expanded and contracted, trying to match his own to the movements. “Ther.. you go”.

Shanks didn't know how much time passed but the moment he got his eyesight back and his air intake mostly under control, his sole focus shifted to the sensations running through his skin. It felt like a hundred needles were poking him, making his body kind of numb but sensitive at the same time and while it was uncomfortable, he could manage.

His tired dark reds shifted up to meet worried liquid suns. “Mi...” Shanks sighed, just now noticing how dry his mouth was. Mihawk did too, apparently, because he—with a delicacy he only showed when tending to his blades—sat Shanks up, the master swordman's body supporting the emperor's, before a glass of water was offered to the latter's lips.

Drink finished and glass put away, Mihawk moved them so they were comfortable, grasping Shanks' hand again with his left and right arm hugging the younger to him so the captain's head rested between his own and his shoulder.

They stayed in silence, Shanks being grounded by Mihawk's touch until the last of pin pricks were mere afterthougts.

Then Shanks talked.

“Am sorry”. That gained the red-head a squeeze in his shoulder and a reproaching glare that he could feel even without looking, followed by: “Do not apologize for things that are out of your control”.

Then, much more kindly, Shanks' face was raised so he could lock eyes with the other's. “It's of no bother to me to help you with this, you know it already”.

A smile unusually small seized Shanks' mouth, lethargy making it's way in his body now that he was calm. “Yeah... Yeah, I know”. A chaste kiss was given. “Thanks”.

A yawn scaped from Shanks, energy completely drained but unwilling to go back to sleep, subsconsciously fearing whatever memory could pop up this time around.

“I'll be here”.

“Hm...?”

“Whatever happens next, whatever dream you have, I'll be here for you”. After clarifying, Mihawk made them lay down, positions reversed from when they first went to sleep because now it was Shanks laying half-atop of him. “So don't fret and rest, dear”.

Warm settles in Shanks' chest, internally reprimanding himself for forgetting how gentle Mihawk got with him when these attacks happened. Like this, he figured he had nothing to fear.

He sighed, happy, then said: “Good night, ástkær”.

The last thing Shanks felt was a soft kiss to his head.

And, finally: “Good night, mi amor”.

[funny-fella-fantrolls]

You already know I have to drop a little 🗣️ Vex + Ofu. Heavily intruiged :)

((THis is a follow up to this post!))

Vextri, still clutching his injured shoulder, swings the door open.

Hey, []fu? Y[]u get the bandages and sh][t ready?

A voice comes from another room, clearly sounding a little tired.

Yeah... I did... {ome here, I {an help if you want...

The bronzeblood walks in, seeing Ofu sat there, a worried look on his face.

What... what happened? Are you okay? Sit down, and... and...

A bright green tint fills the limeblood's face.

T-take your shirt off, I need to be able to {lean it first...

Vex responds a little dismissively, not as worried as his friend.

]['m fine. S[]me an[]n dec][ded t[] b][te me pretty fuck][n' hard, but ]['ll l][ve.

He lets go of his shoulder, taking off his jacket and then struggling to pull his shirt over his horns.

See? N[]t even that deep. Deep en[]ugh that ][t needs bandag][n', sure, but []nly barely.

Ofuuno flushes even brighter as he looks over the wound, and he fetches a wipe.

Okay... I'm... I'm gonna {lean it up, sorry if this stings...

He starts wiping away at the wound, making sure it's clean as the bronzeblood winces.

I'm sorry! It's... It's going to be alright...

][t's f][ne. Just... get []n w][th ][t.

Eventually, the wound is clean, and the wipe is tossed into the bin.

Okay, so now I need to bandage it...

He picks up the bandages, and begins slowly wrapping up the other troll's shoulder.

So... why did you get bitten?

D[]n't kn[]w. Typ][cal an[]n sh][t, ][ guess. Luck][ly, ][t gave me a chance t[] pr[]perly test my pr[]ject.

Did... did it work?

Sure d][d. Pretty much perfect. []nly th][ng ][ m][ght wanna w[]rk []n ][s the energy eff][c][ency []f the p[]wer cells, but that m][ght be s[]meth][ng t[] get Therus t[] l[][]k ][nt[], see ][f he can f][nd anyth][ng []ut there.

Ofuuno looks at him with a concerned look on his face.

Does that mean you're a{tually sleeping now?

Yeah. Been catch][ng up.

There's a moment of silence before Vextri speaks up again.

[]fu... ][ sh[]uld ap[]l[]g][ze. ][ heard fr[]m s[]me an[]ns that after what happened y[]u were k][nda beat][ng y[]urself up []ver ][t...

You... you what? N-no, if anyone should be apologizing, it's me, I mean, I went way too far there, a-and I shouldn't have brought up what I did...

Well, yeah, but... ][ kn[]w y[]u meant well, and hell, ][t's not l][ke much else c[]ulda g[]tten thr[]ugh t[] me. Y[]u were try][n' t[] help, and ][ just g[]t mad. ]['m s[]rry. ][ g[]t t[][] wrapped up ][n the pr[]ject, and ][ c[]uldn't see that ][t was hurt][n' y[]u.

Vex... {an we... talk about something? I've been... thinking, a lot...

Sure. ]['ll hear y[]u []ut.

Well, uh, when we had that argument... it was really tough for me... it felt like I was gonna lose you, and... and that idea really hurt...

][... ][ c[]uld tell. S[]unds l][ke y[]u were real br[]ken up ab[]ut ][t. Aga][n, ]['m s[]rry, dude.

Vex... I think... I think there's something I need to tell you about.

G[] ahead.

So... for a long, long time now... I've been having pale feelings for you. A-and I hope that doesn't weird you out or anything...

][... ][ see. ][ mean, ][ can't say the ][dea never []ccured t[] me, ][ mean, we've b[]th heard f[]lks th][nk][n' it.

Y-yeah... b-but... gog, should I even be saying this? {an... {an you promise me you won't get mad when I say this?

][ mean, ]['ll try. K][nda hard t[] pr[]mise that s][nce ][ d[]n't kn[]w what y[]u're g[]nna say.

O-okay. W-well, while we weren't talking... I kept thinking, and...

He takes a shaky breath and looks up, making direct eye contact with the bronzeblood.

I... Vex, I'm flushed for you.

Vextri's eyes go wide, and an orange tint creeps onto his face.

[]fu... Y[]u're... Y[]u're fuck][n' w][th me, r][ght?

N-no... I've been thinking about this for a while, and... fu{k, I shouldn't have said anything...

The limeblood goes silent and just focuses on wrapping Vex's wound up.

L[][]k, dude, ][... ][ d[]n't kn[]w what t[] say... ][ mean... ]['ve never th[]ught ab[]ut that, least n[]t any m[]re than ]['ve had t[] the c[]uple t][mes f[]lks had assumed that bef[]re.

Ofu finishes up the bandaging and stands up, starting to walk off.

Well... I should go... hope you enjoy the rest of the night, Vex...

Just as he's about to leave the room, a hand grabs his wrist, stopping him.

[]fu, l[][]k at me.

He turns around, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes.

][ can't say ]['ve th[]ught ab[]ut ][t, but... That d[]esn't s[]und l][ke the w[]rst th][ng ever. Just... g][ve me a wh][le t[] th][nk ab[]ut ][t, []kay?

You... You don't hate me now?

N[], []fu. ][ d[]n't hate y[]u. ][... ][ c[]uld never hate y[]u. And... ][ kn[]w better than t[] let y[]u g[] s][t and wall[]w ab[]ut th][s. C[]me back ][n here, and... sh][t, ][ dunn[], we c[]uld cuddle unt][l y[]u feel better? ][ kn[]w y[]u l[]ve cuddles.

That... that sounds really ni{e. T-thank you, Vex...

The two sit down on the loungeplank, and Ofu cuddles up close to his now-aware flush crush.

[astroyongie]

Can you do an A to Z for yunho and San? ☺

A To Z : Analysis

Yunho

A = Aftercare

Usually Yunho is the type of person that would just crash and sleep. He can get pretty tired after a session but he would still provide the minimum for his partner and he won’t mind cuddling for a bit before sleeping

B = Body part

He loves his little friend down there but he also very proud to show off his muscles mostly on the legs and tummy parts. For their partner he loves their butt and hips. He just like to grab the flesh around it

C = Cum

He will release inside if his partner is okay with it, or if not he would just chose the easy option like their mouth or their pelvis area

D = Dirty Secret

He wants to try out some hard bondage, like restricting their partner totally and do whatever he feels like doing in the moment. Having complete control over them is a thing for him

E = Experience

Quite experienced but still as a long way to go. He knows how to do it but sometimes he lacks gentleness or mindfulness

F = Favourite Position

Doggy style where he can grab his partner hair and reversed cowboy are his goes

G = Goofy

Yunho can be goody before and after the session but never during it, because he is way too in the mood and focused

H = Hair

He doesn’t mind hair but he will trim it and keep it neat for his partner if they ask for it but he won’t shave it completely

I = Intimacy

Intimacy is an important thing for Yunho. There’s the need to be love and romantism inside the bedroom. He needs to have a certain connection with the person in order to be physical

J = Jack Off

Does it quite often, like mostly whenever he has time and he is alone and when he is sure no one will caught him

K = Kink

Like I said bondage, restriction, worshiping and giving overstimulation are his top links

L = Location

He loves to do it against the all and experimenting a little bit everywhere as long as it stays inside the house

M = Motivation

Yunho is easily around. Sometimes just looking at his partner is enough. In other situations, you can get him going by sending him a risky text, teasing him with risky actions or just giving him the look

N = NO

He wouldn’t share his partner nor does he want someone else around during the deed. Also not into toys or anything numeric

O = Oral

He loves receiving a good head, but prefers them during the foreplay and not as a way to release unless it’s in the morning

Is very sloppy at giving but he does try his best and he listens to his partner guidance a lot. Will use fingers in some occasions

P = Pace

He can pretty much pull everything, either it’s slow and deep, or rough and hard. It will depend on the mood and on what his partner is seeking

Q = Quickie

He appreciated them but honestly he prefers a real session than just a quickie

R = Risk

He won’t engage himself on anything that is risky, firstly for his own ego and figure and secondly to protect his partner from it

S = Stamina

He can go up to two rounds only, he really gets too tired after he release as he puts way too much energy into it

T = Toy

He is against toys and he won’t want to use it on himself or on his partner. He probably doesn’t even want their partner to use one on themselves Ben when he isn’t around

U = Unfair

He likes to tease you during foreplays but that’s about it he won’t spend too much on it unless he is punishing you and using overstimulation

V = Volume

He is a silent releaser and during the whole session he would only do breathy moans and grunts

W = Wild Card

He would get his partner marked. Either with a collar, a jewelry, biting, hickeys or love bruises. He would even go and write his name with a sharpie on his partner. The sense of domination over them is just pure ecstasy for him

X = X-Ray

He is large and big to be honest, quite veiny and with a curve at the edge

Y = Yearning

He has a high drive so he would be up to do it anytime

Z = ZZZ

After the aftercare he would fall asleep like a baby

San

A = Aftercare

He would catch his breath for a few minutes before attending his partner but overall he is very sweet and caring for them

B = Body part

He loves his own face and the fluidity of his body and how he moves it. For his partner he would love their waists and gentle chest

C = Cum

Will release inside his partner or against their tummy and chest. But if his partner doesn’t want it on them he would happily release against his own tummy

D = Dirty Secret

He wants to be controlled once by his partner and he wants his own release and his partner’s all over himself. For his partner to make a whole mess out of him

E = Experience

Doesn’t have that much experience but he is a pleaser and a fast learner and he knows how to move his hips to get the good reactions out of his partner

F = Favourite Position

San doesn’t really have any favorite position . He just goods with the flow of the moment and anything is good as long as his partner is also enjoying it

G = Goofy

Is more shy than goofy but he will tell jokes and laugh whenever he did a mistake or when he is feelings nervous to calm himself down

H = Hair

Like to keep it clean from body hair so he would mostly do complete shaving and would only tolerate a few hair when it’s growing back

I = Intimacy

If there isn’t any feelings, San won’t sleep with the person. He needs to share it with someone he loves as he is a passionate and romantic lover

J = Jack Off

Doesn’t do it often because he doesn’t have time but whenever he gets horny the shower is the option

K = Kink

Huge messy and praising kink, in front of a mirror, sense deprivation as well

L = Location

The classical bedroom is a yes yes but he also likes the thrilling on the couch or the countertop. Would definitely try against the window

M = Motivation

Easy to get in the mood if he loves you. You can just ask nicely or start accidentally rubbing against him and San would be okay to go

N = NO

San would not be okay with sharing his partner other , so no threesome and company. He won’t do anything that involves too much pain or degration on himself

O = Oral

He likes oral of course but it’s not the his favorite thing to do with his lather. Still he would never turn it down and usually used it to relax

Loves to go down on their partner and he can spend as much time there as they tell him to. San is good with his tongue and fingers and he always gets the best of their partner

P = Pace

He is more of a slow and sensual lover than a rough one. So his pace has a nice tempo and he likes to take his time and to let his partner feel every thrust that are usually deep

Q = Quickie

He appreciated them when they are made on the right time but usually he is still left unsatisfied after it so he prefers real sex

R = Risk

Won’t take risks every and he is not willing to let his partner take risks either. He wants sex to be something intimate and secure

S = Stamina

He can go a few rounds if you give him some real times and he won t disappoint

T = Toy

He would be interested on trying it on himself and his partner and he would have some preferences but he wouldn’t want to use them every time

U = Unfair

He isn’t a tease unless it’s during foreplay and his partner asked for it

V = Volume

He is quite vocal actually, with moans and loud grunts he usually doesn’t mind and doesn’t hide them either

W = Wild Card

One day he would want to blindfold his partner and taking them from behind. He would love if a mirror was in front of him so he would watch himself do it

X = X-Ray

San is average size, not too thick and more for the lean side

Y = Yearning

Has a high sex drive as well but he would only fall into temptation with a partner and rarely by himself

Z = ZZZ

Doesn’t fall asleep quickly, he would prefer first to pillow talk. Receive reassurance from you, talking about what was good and what wasn’t. He wants a full report and some other chat before sleeping

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Kisses

Request: Yes / No  Can you do a sweet pea x female reader with number 24 and 28 both in the fluff list pleasee, the reader wake Sweet Pea up Anon

Requests are closed <3 Have a nice day/night

Sweet Pea x Fem!Reader 

Word count: 485

Warnings: Nothing I think 

Y/N: Your Name 

Prompt(s):  "You did not just boop me.", "Kiss me." "Not with that morning breath."

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Today was a relaxing day for Sweet Pea and I. Neither one of us had school or Serpent business to deal with today. Normally I would sleep in with Sweets, but I really just couldn't for some reason. So I got up and made myself some breakfast with a very strong coffee. I ate while watching some T.V. and waited for Sweet Pea to wake up. However, an hour later when I finished eating and got bored of the shows they were playing, Sweets still wasn't awake. I huffed and decided to clean the place up a bit. That took me about two hours and he still wasn't awake! It was about one now and I had run out of ways to keep myself from waking him up. I walked into our room and found him peacefully snoring away. I smirked and crawled on top of him, but he hardly reacted. I started shaking him and he groaned, trying to rollover, but he couldn't with me on top of him. 

"Come on sleepy head, it's already one!" I said and he groaned again. 

"Sweets! I'm so bored, wake up!" I said, shaking him more. His eyes finally fluttered opened and gave me a tired smile. 

"Morning babe." He said, his voice deeper since he just woke up. 

"Afternoon." I corrected and he rolled his eyes. 

"Sorry afternoon babe." He said and I smiled. 

"That's better." I said as I booped his nose. He raised a brow at me and I simply smiled. 

"You did not just boop me." He said and I giggled. 

"Maybe, whatcha gonna do about it?" I asked and he smirked. His hands moved up my body and he began to tickle me. Once he got the upper hand he flipped me over and kept tickling me. My stomach hurt from all the laughing and I could hardly breath. 

"Sweets! I-I-I can-n't br-breath!" I said in between giggles. 

"You shouldn't have booped me!" He laughed. 

"P-please! Pl-please! I-I'll do any-anything!" I begged. 

"Anything?" He asked and I nodded. He finally stopped and I sat up quickly while he sat on his knees. 

"Kiss me." He said and I smiled. Lent in and closed his eyes. I also lent in, hut just before our lips met I pulled back slightly. 

"Not with that morning breath." I said and quickly ran off into the living room. 

"Y/N!" He shouted and I giggled. 

"Brush your teeth then you'll get all the kisses you want!" I called back and I heard him groan, but he went to brush his teeth anyway. He came into the room and tackled me onto the couch. 

“Better?” He asked and I smiled. 

“Much.” I said and kissed him. I pulled back, but he pulled me back into a kiss. 

“You’re not getting away this time.” He said with a smirk, and I knew how today was gonna go. 

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[royalelusts]

AYO BESTIE CAN I PLEASE GET A BAISE FLUFF ALPHABET SHES FROM HXH THE YORKNEW ARC

A/N: Sorry this took a minute. Writers block at its finest. This might be a little angsty in some parts. Spoilers from the Yorknew Arc for the ones who aren’t that far.

Fluff Alphabet - Baise x GN! Reader

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

Your voice. She could never get tired of listening to it. It could be filled with excitement about the simplest things or the certain tone you make when you pout because of her teasing. Absolutely love it and wouldn’t trade it for the world.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

Your neck! She loves to bury her face in it and leaving little kisses all over it (depending on you things might escalate👀). It’s also a place of comfort after a bad day. She claims that your scent calms her down. It also gives her the excuse of being close to you.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

She really likes to have you lay your head on her chest. It’s a common occurrence for you to be laying on her on the couch while she’s scrolling through her phone. Also really enjoys having your head in her lap and vice-versa. When you start playing with her hair she just melts.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

At home dates. With her going on missions quite frequently, Baise wants to spend as much time with you as she can without distraction. If you want to go out she won’t try to deteriorate you. Just make sure to give her your full attention, okay?

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

Did somebody say physical touch? She’ll kiss you, hug you, hold your hand, anything to br close to you. I headcanon that she’s secretly poetic as fuck so words of affirmation are really big too. Her compliments are always full of love.

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

She’s kind of on the fence with it. She really doesn’t want to go through the whole birth process. Other than that though she might be into it. If she gets to see you smile with the kids

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

Believes that love shouldn’t be measured in material things. It’s nice to give gifts once in a while but feels like it’s not the only aspect of affection. Don’t let that discourage you though! If you give/make her a gift she’ll shower you with compliments. Baise definitely has a special place to put everything.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

Baise holds your hands all the time. While you two are cuddling, sleeping, walking around time, everywhere. Loves to give it a little squeeze every once in a while. OH she 100% kisses your hand just to see how flustered you get.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

Her first priority would be to make sure nothing is an immediate threat to your life. After that, she’s going to fix you up and make you get some rest. Probably would get you to tell you what happened but wouldn’t really do anything. It’s not because she doesn’t care, it’s just that as long as you’re safe in her arms she’s content.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you?)

Yes. Nothing extreme of course but Baise does enjoy seeing you jump. Laughs whenever it happens. Also, she’s funny af so of course, y’all have jokes. A good handful of them are suggestive. She’s a giant tease as well. She has to let her sadistic behavior out some way.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

Sometimes Blaise can be a little hesitant to kiss you. Her nen can get in the way and the last thing she wants is for you to be affected by it. However, her favorite type are those deep passionate ones. She usually gives you one right before she leaves for a job. (I just thought about her giving you that kiss right before yorknew without knowing that was going to be her last. I’m sitting here sad now.)

L = Love (how do they show they love you?)

Physical touch is really big. Believes that actions speak louder than words. She also just really likes touching you. If that’s not your forte then she’ll go to the next best thing: gift-giving. Baise has really good taste so if she sees something she thinks you’ll like consider it bought.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

You two were on a date. It was at a field of flowers that you could pick. To be honest though you two were just playing around. Running and jumping around, laughing at each other’s antics. I mean who could ask for a better day. You two were standing under a tree sharing short and sweet kisses when a girl took a picture. It’s Blaise favorite. Whenever she’s doing a job she’ll look at it to remind her what she’s coming back to.

N = Nightmare (when is their worst fear?)

Someone coming to kill you. She’s worked and dealt with some nasty people. She also knows that people do come after others just because they feel like it. She would be absolutely torn if she came home one day to not only see that place trashed but to also see you laying on the floor lifeless.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

That she’s a heavy sleeper. It will take some time getting her up in the morning but that’s alright! There’s a foolproof way of getting her up…or it might end in her pulling you back to sleep. First make some tea. Then go into your shared room and begin placing soft kisses all over her face. She’ll begin to stir with that but it’s not enough! “Love, it’s time to get up. I made you some tea.” Baise will let out a groan before pulling you into her, placing a kiss on your head. “Why’re you always up so early?” is what you’re usually met with.

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

Regular ones like babe, love, lovebug, or, her personal favorite, the absolute love of her life. When she says this it’s always in a dramatic tone. Doesn’t do the shorter version of your name unless it’s a really serious topic and she needs you to be serious.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

Baise is willing to do whatever you want to. She just wants to be close to you. Wanna cuddle? The pillows and blankets are all ready to go. Want to cook? She’s a decent chef so sure why not? Want to watch that show you’ve been binging? Let her get the popcorn.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

Le Festin from the Ratatouille soundtrack. You two were cooking when it came on and acted like fancy chefs. It’s a very cherished memory between the both of you. I’m a Flirt by R. Kelly is one. Like the title it implies her flirtatious behavior towards you and how she likes to tease. Last but not least is I Met Sarah in the Bathroom. It reminds you of the last night you spent together before yorknew :(

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

At first not so much. It’s not because she didn’t want to open up. It’s just the fact that she wants to keep you safe. Eventually she’ll start venting her issues to you. Little by little she’ll get more comfortable just saying what’s bothering around you.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

A few years. Baise loved you and wants to spend the rest of her life with you. However she works a dangerous job. The last thing she wants is to drag you into something that could possibly end you.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

Upon seeing you upset she’ll pull you into a hug. Rubbing your back asking what happened. If you decide not to tell her that’s fine. She’ll then ask you what you want to do. It can be going for a snack run, taking a walk, cuddling, anything. As long as she gets to see you smile again.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

Hell yeah! On the occasion that you two go into town she’ll be proud that she gets to walk around with you. Proud that you chose her over everyone else.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting?)

Honestly would rather you not. The thought of you getting injured or worse haunts her. If you can fend for yourself then she can’t really stop you but she’ll be extra attentive to make sure nothing happens.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

With her occupation, she needs to be able to read people. So being able to read you comes with it too. If Baise sees that you’re upset she’ll walk up cupping your face in the process asking what’s wrong.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

It was one of this very rare occasions that Baise was up before you. She was standing on the balcony over the city in deep thought when your arms found their way around her. “Well someone’s up early.” You said in a teasing tone. She chuckled to herself, turning around to engulf you. “What’s on your mind?” She let out a sigh. “You can see right through me. As always.” Looking up, you were met with green eyes full of love and admiration but also concern and worry. “I’ve been thinking a lot about us..” Your breath hitched. You always knew that your safety was her highest priority. You knew she would brake it off if she deemed it unsafe. Was this it? Noticing how tense you got Baise kissed your temple. “You are the most important thing to me you know? Even if I wanted to I could never fully let you go so I’ve decided I want you forever.” You felt her slip out of your hold getting on one knee. “Will you grant me that wish and marry me?”

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

Seeing you happy. It means that she’s doing what she’s supposed to. Your happiness is so important to her so just seeing you smiling and laughing makes her heart clench.

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Sun[day] 5 October 1834

7 1/2

12 5/..

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No kiss an h[ou]r last night seek[in]g A-‘s [Adney] keys of dress[in]g box etc - ver[y] fine morn[in]g - br[eak]f[a]st at 9

in 1/2 h[ou]r – saw my fath[e]r and Mar[ia]n off in th[ei]r new britzka-phaeton – sat d[o]wnst[ai]rs talk[in]g till 11 10/.. at w[hi]ch

h[ou]r F[ahrenheit] 64° - Let[ter] th[i]s morn[in]g fr[om] Hutton, 114 Park st[ree]t Lond[on] - h[a]d rec[eive]d my let[ter] - m[u]ch oblig[e]d

b[u]t th[ou]ght th[e]re w[a]s so[me] mista[ke] – the pelisse being £9.17.6 + A-‘s [Adney] hab[i]t sleeve 21/. - wr[ote] 1 1/4 p[age] to M- [Mariana]

w[e]nt to my a[un]t at 12 – A- [Adney] and I r[ea]d pray[e]rs in 1/2 h[ou]r and I fell asleep and slept till aft[e]r 1 in my a[un]t’s r[oo]m –

horses fr[om] Miss Jenkins[o]n and A- [Adney] and I off in h[e]r carr[ia]ge at 2 40/.. (1st ti[me]) to Lightcliffe ch[ur]ch - th[e]re in 25 min[ute]s –

1/4 h[ou]r bef[ore] serv[i]ce beg[a]n – Mr. Wilkins[o]n d[i]d the duty - preach[e]d 27 min[ute]s good plain serm[on] fr[om] Is[aia]h xxvi.

3. ho[me] at 5 1/2 – we walk[e]d 1/2 h[ou]r in the walk - din[ner] at 6 1/2 - coff[ee] – A- [Adney] ca[me] up to bed at 7 3/4 –

tired – sat by h[e]r whi[le] undress[in]g, and rubb[e]d h[e]r back w[i]th brandy 10 min[ute]s aft[e]r she w[a]s in bed, and left

h[e]r at 8 55/.. - ver[y] fine day - F[ahrenheit] 64 1/2° now at 9 p.m. - th[e]n in my study r[ea]d fr[om] p[age] 378 to 390 end of

Boases’ treat[ise] on primary geol[og]y a ver[y] interest[in]g work – asleep 1/2 h[ou]r - w[i]th my a[un]t

fr[om] 9 40/.. to 10 1/4 - th[e]n till 11 3/4 at the prelim[inar]y ob[servation]s and explanat[io]ns of pl[ate] 8 Bakewells’ geol[og]y –

[lozzypoz321]

Steve Rogers| Shopping

Stevexchild!reader

(This chapters related to the 'Steve Rogers| Stutter' but it isn't exactly a sequel)

"I'm going out to get groceries, anyone wanna come?" Steve asked the room from the steps. "Yeah I'll  come" Bucky answered and stood up, "c- c- can I g- go t- t- t- too?" (Y/N) asked and looked up from the video game she was watching Peter play. "Yeah, come on Princess"

The girl pushed herself up and joined them at the elevator ready to leave. "D- do you have t- t- t- the li- list?" She stuttered then reached up to hold her fathers hand to steady herself, not really liking heights and being in a glass elevator wasn't really helping. 

"Yeah I've got it" he reassured, pointing to his pocket with the hand that wasn't holding a hand. "Better not get mine messed up" Bucky threatened to his friend but in a joking manner. (Y/N) looked out of the window apprehensively, feeling sick but got pulled out of her thoughts when her hand got squeezed comfortingly, looking up she saw her father smiling down at her.

"It's okay маленький солдат" Bucky assured from near the door while they headed down (little soldier). When they finally reached the ground floor all three of them exited the elevator, "a- a- a- are w- we walking?" The girl asked, to which Steve nodded his head and Bucky chuckled, humorously thinking of how long it's going to take them to get there with (Y/N).

"H- hey!" She defended herself, almost reading her godfathers thoughts "I- I- I'm not t- t- t- that sl- slow"

"Yeah you are"

Bucky was right, it took them ages to get around the corner, so long that Steve just decided to pick his daughter up and place her on his shoulders. 

"W- w- w- what are w- w- we g- getting?"

"Whatever it says on the list, you want to hold it (Y/N)?" Steve asked and offered the piece of paper to her, she nodded after thinking about it for a second and gently grabbed it.

List

Food- Tony

Wine- T.S

Beer- Your local billionaire

More wine- The best avenger

Pop tarts- Thor son of Odin, god of thunder

Jelly babies- Peter Parker :)

Orange Juice please. Suggested by Bruce

A voucher to get rid of these idiots- Nat

Bird seed- Clint

Energy drinks- Pietro

Coffee- Nat

Milk- S.R

Cheerios for (Y/N)- S.R

Sausages- Clint

20 Plums- Bucky Barnes

Sushi- (Y/N)

Pringles- (Y/N)

Pot noodle- Vision

Lemonade for (Y/N)- S.R

Popcorn- Wanda

TEA SIS- Peter :)

"T- t- t- this is a- a weird l- l- list" (Y/N) commented after scanning it but then added on "n- n- no d- disrespect to a- a- any of t- them t- though"

"We still have to get all of it" Steve told them both and picked up her the hand again so she wouldn't get lost in the many isles of the supermarket. "What first?" Bucky asked her then shoved his hands in his pocket, already slightly bored. "E- erm T- T- T- Tony p- put down F- F- Food"

"Next" Steve said, rolling his eyes at the billionaires 'humour', "H- h- h- he also p- p- put W- W- Wine". Steve once again rolled his eyes and Bucky huffed in annoyance, "ya know what (Y/N) let's just skip Tony's for now shall we, what's next?"

"T- T- Thor want's p- p- p- p- p- p-" Bucky looked over her shoulder as she struggled and helped her out "Pop tarts". "y- y- yeah, thanks”

So the three ventured over to the breakfast/ snack isle and picked up the pop tarts for the god then got Jelly Babies for Peter and Orange Juice for Bruce. Steve told (Y/N) to go get Pot noodles for Vision then to come straight back back to them, that would have happened but once she'd got the noodles the girl could no longer find her way back to her dad and godfather.

After 5 minutes Steve started to panic that she'd been kidnapped and once he shared that idea with Bucky he also started to fear the same thing. "Oh my god! I've lost her!" Steve ranted and paced up an down the empty isle "She's my daughter and I've lost her!"

The father got taken out of his thoughts when a sudden yelling was heard from the other side of the supermarket "D- D- Dad! U- Uncle Buck!", so immediately their instincts kicked in and they both ran to where the voice had come from. When the two best friends caught sight of the girl, Steve sighed in relief and Bucky said "Jesus Christ". Steve went up to his nearly kidnapped daughter, picked her up and hugged her tight. 

"God princess don't do that ever again" He whispered then put her down in front of him. "I- I- I- I- I didn't m- m- mean t- to" She stuttered out and gulped nervously, worried she would get yelled at. "No it's okay (Y/N), I know you didn't mean to"

"We just need to get lemonade, popcorn and... Tea sis?" Bucky told them, squinting at the last part. "I've never heard of that brand before" Steve said, then took a second to ponder what it could be, (Y/N) however knew what it was.

"I- I- It isn't a- a br- br- brand" the girl shared to the men, they looked up confused "I- I- I- I- I-". "Deep breaths princess"

"I- I- I- It's an o- online t- t- thing" the girl hardly knew herself but her tagged brother Peter had tried to explain it to her many times. "Right" the two soldiers said uncertainly at the same time, trying to gather their head around what the hell that could mean. 

So with that they finished the rest of the shopping trip and gathered at the counter, ready to pay. In the end Steve decided to just get Peter some tea anyway and get Tony one bottle of wine since that's what he wanted so badly.

"Oh and who's this little lady?" The cashier asked kindly and looked in your direction while her hands were scanning all the items. "My daughter" Steve answered proudly "her names (Y/N). (Y/N) say hi"

"H- H- H- Hello" she said, nervously but smiled at the nice lady all the same. "Hello dear" she greeted back, it was weird to Bucky that a stranger was being so nice and welcoming to the three without knowing them at all, so him being paranoid he brought over his goddaughter closer to both of the adults and held her hand incase anything was to happen. "U- U- Uncle B- Buck?"

"Yes возлюбленная?" Bucky asked, looking down at the girl with concern (sweetheart), "w- w- w- what ar- are we h- having f- f- for tea?"

The soldier chuckled, no longer worried that it was something important "Whatever you want ангел" (angel)

"W- w- what d- do you w- w- w- want U- Uncle Buck?" She asked him and raised up her arms so he would pick her up. "I just want what you want кукла" he replied then lifted the young girl up and turned her around so she could cuddle into his chest (doll).

"Awww" the cashier said upon the sight of the two, Steve gently smiled then handed the lady a fifty dollar bill. "I think she's asleep Stevie" He informed his friend.

"Your daughters adorable" the lady added while putting the money into the cash machine making Steve smile yet again, "yeah, she's my everything" the man expressed while Bucky lifted up a bag on the floor with the hand that wasn't carrying his goddaughter.

"Nice to meet you but we best be going" Steve told her and grabbed the remaining bags, she smiled at both of them before carrying on with her job. The conversations were a lot quicker on the way back without (Y/N), many would have appreciated it but not them. It felt as if it was missing something, you can easily say that they were happy when the conversation was interrupted by "w- w- w- where a- are w- we?"

"We're nearly back at the tower princess, you remember?" Her father asked her and looked over at the girl, concern filling his chest at the thought she may not remember what they'd been doing previously. "Y- y- yeah"

(Y/N) snuggled closer to her uncle, the weather getting to her. "I- I- I'm c- cold" 

"We're nearly there now кукла" Bucky told her and gently moved a stand of (Y/H/C) out of her eyes that was visibly bothering her (doll). "D- D- Dad, I'm h- hungry t- too"

"Okay sweetheart, we'll get you some food when we get back, what do you want?"

"Mac and cheese" was all she said with a tired smile on her face which made both the men chuckle. Steve was right, she is his everything.

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SiriNoel Fanfiction;; Sick

((hdbvhd this is my first fan fiction I’m posting on here so please bear with me!!))

summary: Sirius is sick and Noel wants to make him feel better!!

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Being sick is honestly an irritating thing for many. You cant smell, constantly having a headache, feel like your going to pass out, tired absoulutely all day, angered very easily than before, it's terrible!

Well, sadly the one and only Sirius Gibson, is dealing with that currently. He's sick. The already short tempered male, is sick.

The purple headed male has currently locked himself in his Lover, Noel Levine's room. Even though he was told to isolate himself into his own room, he proceeded to refuse the order. Sirius isn't the type of person to instantly obey an order, especially when the order is to be away from his significant other.

So, Sirius is in Noel's comfortable blue bed, snuggling close to the star and moon pillows they bought each other for Valentines day. Sirius craved attention, considering Noel has been away from his significant for 2 hours.

Why is the blonde away from his significant? He's trying to made soup.

. .

"Noel, turn the stove OFF please!" Claire and Ashe begged, attempting to pry Noel from burning the kitchen.

"I-It is! I swear! I turned it off!" Noel panicked, grabbing the hot bowl of soup and bringing it to the counter, hissing at the instant burn touching his palms in a mere second.

"Noel! Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Ashe hurries over to Noel, looking closely at Noel's burned palms. "Yes I'm alright! The bowl was meerely too hot, I'm ok!" Noel spoke through hisses of pain, holding his hands to his chest as they trembled softly.

"Whew, thank the stars! I'll finish up the soup, Miss Claire, can you tend to Noel's wounds?" Ashe asks, putting on kitchen mittens and grabbed the bowl of soup, taking over and finishing up the rest for Noel.

Despite his absolute terrible cooking, Noel did a very well job with the soup, and actually not burning the kitchen down! Ashe was impressed.

"His wounds aren't terrible, just mere burns, they'll heal up in no time!" Claire spoke, wrapping Noel's palms with bandages, before getting up to clean up the small mess in the kitchen. Ashe nodded, and looked at Noel’s slightly worried face, frowning abit.

"Noel, I know very well your worried for Sirius, but he'll be okay! You haven't slept or taken a rest ever since he became sick, let us do the rest.." Ashe begged, grabbing a rectangulaur plate and but the bowl of soup, a small cup of honey tea, and napkins on the plate, putting it on the kitchen table and softly puttng a hand on Noel's shoulder, worried for the blonde.

"I will be alright, honest, Ashe. I do apprciate your concerns, but I must make sure Sirius is alright." Noel said in his soft voice, before getting up and grabbing the plate and excusing himself upstairs to his room.

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"Siruis? Starlight? I'm coming in." Noel spoke outside the door, skillfully opening the door without dropping Sirius' meal. When he locked eyes with his purple haired lover, his eager smile saddened when noticing how pale Sirius looks.

"Oh stars, Darling, look at you..." Noel spoke softly, closing the door and walking over to the bed, puttng the food on the beside table and holding Sirius' face in his hands, looking at his now visible freckles that splattered all over Sirius' face. "You, your so pale, are you cold? Hot? Did the cold get worse?" Noel frantically asked, earning a weak cough and chuckle.

"Silly, I'm-" Sirius cuts himself off with a cough, frightening Noel. "Ah ah, I'm perfecly okay, it was just a cough." Sirius quickly reassured his worried significant, earning a pout. "Are you s-sure..?" Noel asked, holding his lover's hand and intertwining their fingers. "Oh, yes of course, dear. Please try not worry so much about this, it's just a mere cold." Sirius reassured once more. Noel sighed softly and nodded his head.

"Alright, if you say so, Sirius." Noel spoke, relieved that Sirius was alright. "However, your warmth would make me feel much better, Levine." Sirius whispered, drinking the rest of the tea and sipping the soup, humming at the warmth hitting his top lip, his eyes closing.

"The soup is, decent. But delicious. I assume you made it, hm?" Sirius smiled, opening a eye to see Noel's bright red face, clearly flustered at the compliment given.

"Y-yes, I did..! I am f-flattered you like it!" Noe spat out, rubbing his hand through his hair, he then cleared his throat. "A-anyways, if you would like for me to hold you, I'd advice finish as much as you can, but do not rush please!”

"I have to finish this, all of it, so I can cuddle my significant? Absolutely unfair, Levine!" Sirius spoke, clearly unhappy with the order given.

"Gibson."

"Alright, alright.." Sirius sighed, sipping more of the soup slowly so he doesn't cough any of it up. A few minutes of silence, Sirius finshed the soup and put the bowl on the bedside table besides him, looking at Noel.

"I'm done. Come here." Sirius requested, scooting over so Noel can get in the covers with him. The blonde haired boy sighs softly at his boyfriend's sassiness and walked over, getting into the covers, and putting Sirius's head on his chest, making sure both of them are very much comfortable.

"Therree we go.~ Hello, Starlight." Noel smiled, gently grabbing Sirius' chin so he can look at him. Sirius' face brightened and his freckles popped up. "H-hello, Levine.." He muttered, getting closer to the blonde haired boy’s lips, looking at them for a small second and kissed them softly, the taller male kissing back almost instantly, the sweet kiss being nothing but love and passion.

"Did you miss me that much? You could have just used the ring, I would have came." Noel smiled, holding his hand up to show the light yellow moon ring upon his right ring finger.

These rings are not just for show. They are rings that can signifiethe other that they are in need for attenion/love/comfort, etc. With the tap of it, shall signify the other that their lover craves you. Like a mood ring of a sort.

"No, I did not want to bother you over mere craveness of your touch, besides, your not leaving this bed no time soon. Henceforth I can hear your heart and feel your warmth for a very long while-" Sirius says befire cutting himself off once agan with anothe cough, this one more painful than the one before.

"O-oh no, Sirius! S-s-shh shh, breathe.." Noel panicked, patting the back of the purple haired male, Sirius’ coughing turning into small hiccups, and then regular breathing, as his pale hand gripped Noel's shirt.

“There you go, Sirius. Shh..” Noel hummed, petting Sirius’ hair and rubbing his back in small circles, in a attempt to relax the other from his coughing fit. “Feeling a little better..?” Noel asked, earning a nod and warm hands caressing his face. “Yes. Now, can I please take a nap with you, My Love..?” Sirius asked quietly.

“Now what type of significant would I be if I simply disagreed? Of course you may, dear.” Noel spoke in a whisper, humming a soft recognizable song to ease the other. “....This song..it’s familiar..” Sirius mumbled, his eyes being droppy, giving him a hard time to open them. Noel noticed this and kissed Sirius’ half closed eye, earning a small smile.

“It’s So This Is Love, from your favorite book and movie, Cinderella. Last I recall, you love this one because it reminds you of you and me, hm?” Noel answered, rubbing Sirius’ back in circles, making small patterns. “Ah, yes, yes I do remember it! Of course it reminds me of us!” Sirius spoke in a proud voice, seeming as though he felt very proud that Cinderella is his favorite movie and book.

“Hmmm, yes yes my Dear. Now rest, you’ve done a great job today, and I am absolutely so proud of you. You need your rest, do not worry I am right here.” Levine whispered, giving Sirius a chill up his back, but he obeyed very much after, drifting off to a dreamless sleep.

Noel was at ease, hearing the soft breathing from the smaller, although he was not tired, he decided it doesn’t hurt to nap for awhile. Before he did, Levine gently kissed Sirius’ head many many times, before singing softly:

“My heart has wings, mmm

And I can fly

I'll touch every star in the sky

So this is the miracle

That I've been dreaming of

Mmm, mmm

So this is love...”

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Discord pt 49

[Date: 24/02, 10.34 PM - 24/02, 11.29 GMT]

[Crown joins directly after Viscount leaves.]

[CW: Dehumanization, derealization, zalgo text]

C R O W N: “:)”

[Everyone starts sending ‘:)’]

[Crown sends 7, 2 then 6 “:)”]

Denora: “No thanks”

fetch: “denora :] be nice :]”

[A random Spark: “Pain”]

fetch: “please Be nice to our guests Spark :]”

C R O W N: “Don't think I didn't see your little "please" before you deleted it. Begging, are we, Fetch? :)”

fetch: “I am not your fucking showpet.

there. said it in a language you can understand.”

C R O W N: “YOU ARE WHAT I DECIDE YOU ARE”

[fetch: “i don't see your address on my name tag. so you can't tell me what i am or what im not. I told you in the doc. i. don't. belong. to. anyone.”]

C R O W N: “WHO’S ADDRESS DO YOU SEE, THEN? :)”

[fetch: “i... i certainly don't see yours.”]

C R O W N: “WHOSE ADDRESS DO YOU SEE, FETCH?”

fetch: “i.

i don't see yours. thats what matters.”

[C R O W N: “WHOSE ADDRESS DO YOU SEE?”]

fetch: “i don't see yours.

its not yours so its none of your business.”

C R O W N: “SO, SO STUBBORN.”

fetch: “what of it.”

[At this point, most people in the discord have stopped sending messages in the channel, unsure what to do.]

C R O W N: “FETCH, MY LITTLE PUP, YOU'RE BEING A VERY. BAD. DOG. DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO NAUGHTY DOGS?”

fetch: “what. you gonna take me round the back of the shed? or are you gonna give me the illusion that you care and take me to the vet instead?”

C R O W N: “NORMALLY THEY GET TAKEN TO THE POUND. YOU'RE SO VERY LUCKY I KNOW HOW TO MAKE MY PETS BEHAVE.”

fetch: “well. good thing I'm not your pet. i'm a watchdog.

and I have teeth.”

C R O W N: “YOUR BARK IS WORSE THAN YOUR BITE, I'M SURE :)”

fetch: “you really wanna test that theory? only stupid people don't back off when they hear growling.”

C R O W N: “:)”

fetch: “:]”

C R O W N: “I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU, PUP”

fetch: “i'm not afraid of you, squirrel.”

C R O W N: “HA HA, YOU'RE AN EVERYDAY COMEDIAN...”

fetch: “thank you ill be here all night :]”

C R O W N: “...I’d like to play you a song, Fetch. One you might know?”

fetch: “want me to get in the vc, then?”

“sure. I'll play your game.”

[”Puppet” from the Ib OST starts playing on loop.]

“...”

“oh.”

“oh I see.”

“aha.”

“ahaha”

“very. verry. fuck ing f unny” [Very. Very. Fucking funny]

“you sure y ou aren t the com e dian ?” [You sure you aren’t the comedian?]

“you have v e ry f unny jok es .” [You have very funny jokes.]

“it won't g et me th is t ime !” [It won’t get me this time!]

C R O W N: “:)

Go to sleep, Fetch.”

fetch: “uh”

“uh ha”

“hahaha”

“hahahAHA”

“VERRY FU N N Y” [Very funny]

C R O W N: “Fetch.”

fetch: “WHAT.”

C R O W N: “Come now. Sleep.”

fetch: “I.

CAN T.”

C R O W N: “Fetch~”

fetch: “NOT TH IS AG AIN” [Not this again]

“MY NO SE” [My nose]

“WHY DO Y OU M AKE MY N OSE BLEE D” [Why do you make my nose bleed]

“WH Y” [Why]

C R O W N: “Go to sleep. It'll stop :)”

fetch: “YYYYYOU” [You]

“HAHA”

“:]”

“FUN Y. F UCIIN. J OKE.” [Funny. Fucking. Joke.]

C R O W N: “Don't you like this song, Fetch~?”

fetch: “Y OURE RIG HT . I LI KE THIS S ONG. REMIND S ME OF A T OY BOX.” [You’re right. I like this song. Reminds me of a toy box.]

C R O W N: It makes you so sleepy, doesn't it~?

fetch: “I.”

fetch: “DONT WA NT TO LIS TEN TO YOU .” [Don’t want to listen to you.]

C R O W N: “Of course you do. You're my little pup.

:)”

fetch: “NO T YOUR P UP” [Not your pup]

“NOT”

“I AM W ATC H D OG .” [I am watchdog.]

“NOT P U PPY” [Not puppy]

“D OG” [Dog]

“NOT WAT CH PUP PY” [Not watch puppy]

“THA T SOU NDS S T UPID” [That sounds stupid]

C R O W N: “Behave, pup. I know how much you love your little document. Perhaps I should take it from you as punishment?”

fetch: “I.”

“Y OU W OUL DNT” [You wouldn’t]

“N OT A AG AIN.” [Not again.]

“IT H URT S O MU CH LA S T TIME.” [It hurt so much last time.]

C R O W N: “:)”

fetch: “L IKE Y OU BR OKE MY R I BS.” [Like you broke my ribs.]

“Y OU W OUL D N T .” [You wouldn’t.]

“P LE ASE.” [Please.]

C R O W N: “Do you wish to test me, pup?”

fetch: “I.”

[Many people start writing in the chat again, telling Fetch to stay awake.]

fetch: “GU Y S.” [Guys.]

“I M T IR ED.” [I’m tired.]

“I LL D E AL WITH N OSE BL EE D L A T ER.” [I’ll deal with nose bleed later.]

Mothbo: “Keep talking to us, Fetch. Sleep is not an option.”

C R O W N: “That’s right, Fetch. Sleep.”

fetch: “C AN T K E EP MY E YES OP EN A LOT.” [Can’t keep my eyes open a lot.]

“V E RY. TI RED .” [Very. Tired.]

[Jack the Observer: “Where’s Mona??”]

fetch: “M ONA IS AT S TORE :) WAS GE T T ING D INN ER :) I WILL E AT WHEN I AM DONE. NA PPING .” [Mona is at the store :) Was getting dinner :) I will eat when I am done. Napping]

“I WON T BE G ONE L ONG :)” [I won’t be gone long :)]

C R O W N: “Sweet dreams, Fetch~”

fetch: “Good night :)”

C R O W N: “:)”

[Chat shortly joins to talk. She says she has a crown, not a circlet, and she and Spark chat about having drawing as hobby.]

[woollyslisterblog]

1834 May Friday 16th (part two)

Letter to Mariana so again AL goes on a lot hence having to split today's entry up lots:

Wr[ote] 3 pp and ends to M-[Mariana] as foll[ows] - ‘Shibd[e]n Hall – Fri[day] 16 May 1834 I have this mom[en]t, my d[ea]r[e]st Mary, rec[eive]d your let[ter] dated last[l]y the 30th inst[ant] (Tues[day] last) -three days fr[om] Lawt[o]n! This shews me, that my let[ter] writ[ten] on Sun[day], and s[en]t on Mon[day] (the 12th) w[oul]d reach Lawt[o]n a few h[ou]rs aft[e]r you are off - surely, it w[oul]d be s[en]t aft[e]r you immed[iatel]y - and surely, you ha[ve] rec[eive]d it, ere this -

Mary! I am ver[y] ver[y] sor[ry my pp were n[o]t w[i]th you at Lawt[o]n - b[u]t they will conv[in]ce you, you w[e]re n[o]t out of my th[ou]ghts, are n[o]t, and are n[o]t likely to be - the mo[re] my d[ea]r[e]st Mary, I refl[ec]t up[on] the past, the mo[re] I am confound[e]d at the appall[in]g inconsist[enc]y of your cond[uc]t - that you sh[oul]d grieve so deep[l]y ov[e]r its conseq[uence]s is a heavy misfort[une] to us b[o]th - B[u]t this I can truly say, that wh[a]t ev[e]r you may ‘ha[ve] gone thro[ugh]’, I can't eas[il]y bel[ieve] it to exceed the mis[er]y, the ruth[le]ss desolat[io]n of heart, that fell up[on] mys[elf] - to me it w[a]s mo[re] sudden than the lightn[e]ss glare - You h[a]d long warn[in]g - the storm ca[me] n[o]t b[u]t at your bidd[in]g, and fr[om] your own br[eas]t, sprang up[on] the rock on w[hi]ch the hope of 20 y[ea]rs w[a]s wreck[e]d -

In pit[y], and in com[mo]n just[i]ce, rem[em]b[e]r this – th[i]nk, too, that you can nev[e]r ha[ve] h[a]d one feel[in]g of wound[e]d pride to add it st[in]g to all the rest - it w[a]s your own hand drew the cord that sped the dead[l]y shaft ho[me] to the heart that h[a]d no shield b[u]t its affect[io]n - Mary! Your aim d[i]d seem so coolly, so delib[eratel]y tak[e]n, the arrow sc[ar]ce c[oul]d miss her way - b[u]t no mo[re] - my reg[ar]d is still perh[aps] worth hav[in]g; and it will n[o]t be my fault if it does n[o]t serve you f[ai]th[full]y- For my sake, at least ta[ke] my adv[i]ce this once mo[re] - cheer up - rally r[ou]nd you all those hopes that are scatt[ere]d, rath[e]r than destroy[e]d - let's n[o]t the sp[iri]t turn cow[ar]d, b[u]t gath[ere]d togeth[e]r the resource is – calc[ula]te them fairly – man[a]ge them well – rem[em]ber that you ha[ve] a tri[e]d and steady fr[ie]nd who will help you to the utm[o]st, and , trust me, you ha[ve] no need to desp[ai]r of happ[ines]s ev[e]n in this world – Desp[ai]r is alw[a]ys a false calcul[atio]n - we can't tell the good that may be in store for us; and when one horizon seems low[e]st, who kno[w]s that the bright[e]st gleams of one our exist[en]ce are n[o]t at hand?

Mary! I will do anyth[in]g in the world I can for you - and surely, it is in my pow[e]r to be a gr[ea]t comfort to you then I can poss[ibl]y ha[ve] been, ev[e]r s[in]ce the 1st mom[en]t when your mind beca[me] unsettl[e]d en[ou]gh to entert[ai]n the first embryo th[ou]ght of the now it is appears, strange resolve you ca[me] to 27 y[ea]rs ago - B[u]t perh[aps] come out aft[e]r all, you w[e]re mo[re] right than you now bel[ieve] - If all your tastes w[e]re ind[eed] so chang[e]d as you told me, whi[le] mine, as I honest[l]y avow[e]d, rememb[ere]d so n[ea]rly the sa[me], how w[oul]d it ha[ve] answ[e]red to be still [en]tirely depend[en]t on each oth[e]r?

[kpopnotksoda]

bts reaction to you getting in a serious accident

n a m j o o n "hyung have you seen y/n?" Namjoon was worried and auto matically turned to asking around about you, to no avail. After he realized that no one knew where you were, and you weren't answering texts or calls, you might be driving. Being logical, Namjoon decided to wait it out, however anxiously. You, on the other hand, knew exactly where you were, and didn't exactly enjoy being there. You were both literally and figuritively stuck between a rock and a hard place, or more like your car seat and your airbag. It had happened, you finally drove overtiredly after a long night from work, and look where it got you. This wasn't good for anyone. You were fighting to regain consciousness, and losing the battle, god only knows what happened to the person in the other car or if there even was another car. You let the peace of sleep take over you, and waited for someone to find you. "y/n" you heard a voice mutter as your eyes fluttered open, sweat beading on your forehead as you batted your eyelashes tiredly. Blood traced your hands, all the way up to your arms. Glass from the windshield was pricking your chest and all you could feel was the searing headache and numbing pain. You glanced up to see the origin of the, deep, husky voice and there was Namjoon. You gasped, scared of his reaction to your careless ness. "hey, babe" you croaked, your voice brittle and taut. He smiled worriedly, he was cautious to touch you in fear of hurting you more than you already were. But you weren't. You grabbed his hand with full force and draped it over your stomach. The gurney wasn't exactly comforting, but having his affable hand on you helped you feel like everything was going to be okay. The rest of the ambulance ride was spent in silence, but pleasent silence. The good kind of silence where you don't need words to fill the air, the kind where just gazing at eachother is good enough, the kind where you know it will all be alright.The good kind of silence. Once you were out of the hospital and didn't have an IV taped to you, following you around religiously, Namjoon didn't hesitate to wrap what was his in a hug "Never scare me like that again" "Wasn't planning on it"

s e o k j i n

He was always worried, always. Not a second passed where he wasn’t pondering about your wellbeing and/or if you were happy. So it didn't come as a surprise when he didn't take it lightly when he got a call from the hospital saying you were in the dreaded place. So many thoughts were vigorously tossling his mind, what happened, why couldn't he stop it, amd most importantly- were you okay? He raced over to the hospital, unbeknownst to you. To be fair, you didn't know much about your situation either. You knew you were in the hospital for some reason, but why?

falling

you remembered falling, but that was all, didn't give you much and you didn’t really want to know the rest of it. The new feeling of your tense back on a gurney relaxed you, you let yourself go and rest.

Seokjin wasn’t apt for that option and was in a flurry when he finally got to the hospital to find you in a bed, unconscious, with a heart monitor tediously beating to an annoying tune. He rushed to your side and held you close to him, pulling you into his chest and whispering into your ear ‘you’ll be alright’ and ‘i’m here’ repeatedly.

Your eyes fluttered open to being in the arms of your boyfriend who was sleeping but still holding you tightly. You were tired before and memories started rushing back, what had happened, why it had happened and when it had happened. You were climbing a tree after a hike in the woods with a friend, the friend accidentally bumped into the tree and the branch you were perched upon snapped. After you were rushed to the hospital the friend had to leave as of immediately due to an unexpected family emergency and you were thankfully left with jin, someone you knew would care for you unconditionally.

y o o n g i

“somebody give me the fucking phone” yoongi was hysterical, without you he was empty. Without his happiness, the cause of his gummy smile, without someone who has his heart and he had theirs. He was empty. His band members could see it too, anyone could tell he was anxious. His last memory of you was arguing about how he didn’t sleep and overworked himself, that’s when you took it upon yourself to drive to your friends house for the night. You got there safely, and you called him to tell him you were safe but it was the next morning that was when shit went down. Of course if it was for a day after an argument and you weren’t texting or talking to him, but it had been three days and he was texting and calling you relentlessly despite your dispute nights ago. You and your friends wanted to get your mind off of things so they took you kayaking in the breezy early spring wind, you gladly accepted, unbeknownst to the peril ahead. The rapids were speedy and it was even worse as you had the argument on your mind, you tried steering yourself away from the rocks in the riveting water but your dinky boat kept swaying, and swaying, and swaying, and then rocking. Violently, you were left to scream and then be dunked into the harsh, frigid water, lined with abrasive rocks which were painful to the touch for your numbed, sensitive skin. You were brimming with pain, waiting for your friends or yoongi to pull you out and on to the flat shelf of land lining the river, but the latter didn’t happen until you were unconscious and yoongi even being around was unrealistic. You felt your eyes closing but you let it happen, you let your consciousness slip and your legs fall. You were falling down the river that was seemingly getting deeper and in your half conscious state you could hear your friends screaming your name and anxiously calling the hospital.

“yoongi...” you uttered the words as the man in question burst through the doors, tears flooding his eyes and anger in his veins

he wasn’t angry at you, he could never be, but he was enraged with himself for letting you come so close to a touch of death without having you with him. He grazed your face gently with his hand and you smiled a little and held his hand. You were there for less than twenty four hours but you just wanted out, whether you had hypothermia or not didn’t matter to you. You had a craving to hold him and he felt the same way for you. Without any more words he pulled you closer and automatically broke down. He couldn’t bare to see you like how you were but he did, and it was torture.

“I can’t live without you”

h o s e o k

He was screaming— well when isn’t he— but he was significantly louder when he found out that your plane crashed and he wasn’t able to be next to you as it went down. He knew you were going to be alright, and you thankfully were but for the time being, he had every right to panic. Unleashing his anger that was typically hidden behind a bubbly smile at everyone in a six foot radius, yelling at everything that was slightly amiss, trying to calm down but only working himself up more and just breaking himself down. It took him a while to realize that you could be in the hospital at this time and he would wait no matter how long just to see you, it would hurt if you were tattered and barely clinging on to life but as long as he could see your face, he’d get over it. Jimin suggested that he was in no mood to drive so he would for him and there Hobi was, anxiously fiddling with his seatbelt with a short ass driver going slightly over the speed limit but for hobi it wasn’t fast enough. Before the taller male could practically scream at Jimin to pedal to the metal, they were there. The hospital, standing tall before them, was a sanitized looking place. Everything was orderly and tidy which sent a wave of relief over hoseok knowing that you had the best care. He ran in after his epiphany that you’d be okay, but quickly darting in after the pressure of seeing you was assessed. He skipped past a nurse who pulled him back and asked who he was looking for, after the dallying interaction, the woman chastely pointed him in your direction. Once he laid eyes on you, he ran over to you with a gleaming smile on his face. He pulled you close and you hugged him in return, thankful he was there with you.

j i m i n

Yeah he was upset, he didn’t want to see anyone other than you and since the incident you were the only one he couldn’t see. It was eating away at him, knowing the one he held dearest was slipping out of his grasps, almost lifeless on a hospital bed. It must have been painful for you, he thought. He thought about it often, how he was there but hesitated to grab your arm before it happened, how he didn’t have his arm around your waist 24/7 so he couldn’t have felt your warmth and have you safe next to him. It hurt. It would hurt any man to know that the one girl he loved truly more than anything was slowly being picked away at by death itself. He was right, pain was often searing through your body and you missed him more than anything whilst being isolated in the compact room with argent hospital lighting. You were hit by a car, having crossed the road too soon, a car came barreling at you at top speed and the fact that you were in such critical condition that only your family could see you was painful for both you and jimin. It was like a knife through your stomach, knowing that you could see him after a long wait and even thinking about it made the knife turn and slowly scathe your insides until there was nothing left. Without him, there was nothing left. So as you were counting down the days until your long awaited release, you made due with your time apart by calling often just to hear his voice because yours was shaky and it made him sad to hear you so weak and if we were being honest, it made you sad too. After the waiting period was over, you showed up at his doorstep, waiting to envelope him in the biggest hug you could muster, and when you finally felt his soft hands graze your back and his arms brush yours. You knew, you were home.

t a e h y u n g

when you weren’t talking to him, he felt like you were being distant so he didnt hesitate to prettily return the favour. He thought he did something wrong, like you were done with him so he distanced himself from not just you, but everyone else he cared about. The rest of his band mates, the rest of his family, everyone. Even though you were the cause of it, he’d never admit, he loved bottling up his feelings just so yours would be safe. You were always before him. It was surprising when you called him, voice shaking and weary and he snapped out of his woeful slump when you uttered the words

“where are you” your voice was tremoring, as if you were in the cold too long and that’s exactly what had happened. After realizing you were in the hospital and he was just avoiding you in your greatest time of need, it broke him. He hung up leaving you heart broken, thinking he was done with you but he was just as speechless as you were. He ran out and got you flowers and other things to help you recover from your severe case of hypothermia, unbeknownst to you that all this was happening, you started breaking down. Noting he hung up on you, ignoring you when you were in the hospital for christ’s sake. It was the end, you were sure of it, you didn’t want to be with a man that didn’t care and being around you made him miserable. You still loved him, but would sacrifice your love for his happiness. That was what was supposed to happen but then he burst into your hospital room, tears pricking the corners of his eyes, a bouquet in his hands and blankets galore. Your eyes were gleaming as he repeatedly apologized and kissed your forehead delicately, sure to not rip your already vulnerable skin.

j u n g k o o k

“it’s not that big of a deal” you whined as jungkook started slinging your clothes into a bag, along with other things you might need at a hospital

“if i can’t take care of it here, it’s a big deal” he beamed, kissing your forehead and running your stuff out to the car

once he returned you replied “you can’t fix anything here” he was taken aback by your remark “you’re like a child, but i still love you”

he beamed and continued to check your fever once more after seven times in the past eighteen minutes “42°c, you’re burning babe” he cooed and you rolled your eyes

“maybe, but it’s just a cold”

“you don’t know that”

The ride was long and you napped for the better part of it but were stunned to find out you had pneumonia. Jungkook freaked. There was no way he could take care of you, so automatically he asked the doctor to for him and the doctor agreed with a chuckle. You were greeted into a white room where you would be staying for the next however many days, Jungkook pranced in, but when the doctor stopped him from seeing his one true love, his heart dropped. He just gave you high quality care, at the cost of not being able to see you for god knows how long. He waited out the time by casually facetiming you or texting you constantly to check up on you. Even when you told him you were napping, he was clicking away at his phone trying to update you on everything going on. The only thing this virus taught you was how much your boyfriend cared, and it was a great lesson.

admin ☾

[aklres]

you’re okay.

[ klance ] / (kl)angst / post-battle scenario / mention of blood / minor use of vulgarities

based on the voltron s8 trailer; in which keith is tired after his lone battle

—

“Keith!” A voice rings out all over the barren land of ash. Keith can’t even bear to lift his head to see who it is. He heard footsteps rushing toward him in anxious hurried vibrations across the ground, and suddenly he can’t decide if he’d be relieved or not to see whoever was coming, who assumed from the footsteps was-

Lance dashed toward the figure in his black, charred, bloody suit who lay almost motionless on the burnt grounds, the only signs of life being the faint rise and fall of Keith’s chest and his tired violet eyes. The Cuban dropped to his knees beside their team leader. There was a gash on his right calf and several burns over his torso and black and blue bruises on his face. The eyes that Lance admired so much for being so strong through everything. The eyes Lance missed seeing were so content with life until recent events. Haggar had to be behind all this.

“L-Lance-“ Keith choked out, before he went into a coughing fit. Lance felt sick to the stomach as he watched Keith writhe in residual agony from the fight with... he wasn’t sure. But whoever hurt their team leader would get their retribution, Lance-style if not at the hands of Voltron. Oh, why wasn’t he there by Keith’s side when the battle happened?

“Shh... It’s okay. You don’t have to say anything. You’ll be okay. You’re okay,” Lance tried to soothe Keith, shifting Keith so that he may lay on his own lap instead of on the smoky space ground. Lance ruffled through Keith’s ever-tousled hair, pressing it down and smiling at his boyfriend. Even in this state, burnt and breathing ever so softly and in such a bad condition, Lance could identify the will to fight in his deep purple irises, and the way he breathed was sharp and dangerous, like a praying mantis playing dead, yet so eager to pounce on its prey. “Keith, you don’t have to fight anymore. You’ve won the battle. They’ve fled.” Lance rubbed Keith’s back, expecting him to be comforted as such, expecting him to finally calm down. But Lance could feel the vigourous palpitation through Keith’s back only speed up. “Lance- you- you don’t- un-understand,” Keith wheezed out, using whatever little strength he had left in an effort to grasp the Cuban’s hand. Lance noticed that there were cuts all over Keith’s forearms, and they were administered in such a way that made his arms look like they were sliced with precision, and they were all so deep that made the fighter himself look like he didn’t even want to avoid them. Almost like Keith allowed himself to be hurt.

“Keith,” Lance lifted Keith’s left arm with his hands, being careful not to touch the injuries. “What’s going on? What happened?”

Keith said nothing, and just rolled off of Lance’s lap. With a single struggling finger, he pointed to something purple and glinting on the plain about a few metres away. Lance got up and made his way cautiously to whatever lay out of Keith’s reach, and was shocked to find-

Keith’s Marmoran blade. Laced with deep, red blood.

“B-But I don’t understand,” Lance picked up the blade by its glowing handle, the lilac light attached to the knife glowing fainter and fainter with each passing minute. “Haggar’s blood isn’t red-“

Keith grunted and Lance spun around. His heart dropped. Keith had gingerly and painfully raised both of his bloodied arms, all the cuts still oozing with crimson. Lance ran back over to Keith, tears forming in his eyes.

“Why? Why would you do this to yourself? Tell me why?” Lance gripped Keith’s cold hands, which were callused and covered in blood from elsewhere, otherwise relatively fine. Keith squeezed his eyes shut, flinching so much that it made Lance wonder just how much damage had been done to Keith’s face both internally and externally alone.

“It was Haggar wasn’t it? She used your blade to cut you! I’ll show her, fucking witch!”

“Lance, calm down. She didn’t h-hurt me. I-It was m-more like she... made m-me hurt myself...”

Lance was too much in shock to even ask how, so Keith continued.

“I-I couldn’t control my Galra form. She m-messed with my br-brain so that I became my own enemy... I-at least every,” Keith coughed, “-one else is o-okay.” If he wasn’t in such a truly agonised state, Keith might’ve just smiled.

“You’re okay too Lance. That’s what matters.”

That said, Keith heaved out a laboured breath, closing his eyes for just a second. “I need to rest.”

Lance broke down and sobbed. His brain was too fuzzy to register everything. How could he have left Keith to fend for himself. He’d failed as a right-hand man. Stupid stupid stupid McClain.

As if on cue, Keith slowly lifted his left hand and cupped Lance’s cheek, now wet with tears. “Don’t cry my love. It’s okay. It-‘s not y-your fault.”

Lance tried to drill it into himself, that if Keith, his role model, his leader, his everything, said he was fine, then he was. But the thought of his boyfriend, losing everything he had, and now having to fight himself, made something inside him feel uneasy.

“Lance, are you okay?”

Keith wasn’t okay. Lance should be okay, but he wasn’t.

How could he be? When the only thing keeping him alive and running was not?

[askthetotallynotlosersclub]

write streddie being soft uwu

Stan: *is doing a puzzle like a quirky kid*

Richie: *is trying to help at said puzzle but failing*

Eddie: Richie you just took my piece!!

Richie: Well it was in the wrong spot!!

Stan: *doesnt pay attention bc P U Z Z L E Y U M Y U M*

Eddie: what do you mean?! It fit into the other ones!!!

Richie: No it didn’t!!

Stan: *almost finishes puzzle yum yum*

Eddie: DEAR LORD- IM SORRY STANLEY BUT THIS IDIOT DOESNT KNOW HOW PUZZLES WORK....but it looks very nice to *smiley boye and kisses his forehead*

Richie: *>:(* Edward bullies me

Stan: *finished puzzle :D* Look it’s done!!!

Eddie: awe that looks very nice Stanley!! And Richie you know I love you to death *kiss*

Richie: I feel unloved- let’s watch a movie, boyfriends

Stan: Can we watch a scary one?

Eddie: I swear you two hate me sometimes- *sits on the couch*

Stan: Nooooo *also sits on the couch* *cuddle part 1*

Richie: Eddie is literally a bully *sits next to edward* *leeches to boyfriends part 1 and 2*

Eddie: you guys know I hate scary movies! Last time I peed myself!!

Stan: It wasn’t even a scary movie-

Richie: It was scooby doo

Eddie: *crosses his arms* and?

Stan: You could just not watch the movie with us?

Richie: *puts on the hip movie uhh poltergeist yeah lmao that’s scary*

Eddie: okay peace out! *runs to his room*

Time: kachow

Richie: EDWARD

Stan: Eddieeeeeee

Eddie: *is sleeping in the other room*

Stan: *finds the b0y* *:0* *sits next to eduardo* *Q U I E T*

Richie: *:0 part 2* *plays with edward’s hair oop* *Q U I E T*

Eddie: *wakes up but is v v v tired* oh hi guys *yawn*

Richie: aloha *continues to play with edwards hair*

Stan: *stan* hi

Eddie: *is like half asleep* you know I love you guys

Stan: *uwu* *leeches to the eduardo* yeah we know

Richie: we love you too, dork

Eddie: *hugs the Stan and falls back asleep*

Stan: *sleep oclock*

Richie: *sleep oclock part 2*

Time: kachow

Rain: kapow

Eddie: *wakes up and it's dark out* Stanny?

Stan: *sl33p*

Eddie: hhhhhhh *sits up but cannot bc thy Roach*

Thunder: KACHOW

Rain: YEEHAW

Eddie: *screams bc of thy thunder*

Richie: *literally falls* FUCK

Stan: *awakens* What-??

Eddie: sorry guys- I'm not the best with thunder storms-

Thunder & Lightning: A

Richie: *roach* *hugs edward*

Stan: *hugs edward part 2*

Eddie: you guys are gonna suffocate me *giggly boye*

Richie: good *teehee giggly boye part 2*

Stan: noooo!! *giggly boye part 3*

Eddie: wow thanks Richie *kiss uwu*

Richie: yeahhh i’m tired- *sleep lmao* *also leech tho*

Stan: *pat* it’s really late

Thunder: ahaha H

Eddie: I know...I'll try to sleep

Stan: good! *kiss úwù* i’m going to sleep *sleep oclock*

Thunder: PENIS SAUCE

Eddie: *falls asleep cuddling the Stan*

Morning: peenids

Stan: *sleep sleep sleep*

Richie: *sleep sleep sleep*

Eddie: *is in the kitchen making breakfast* richie! Stanley!! Breakfast!!

Richie: *aWAKENS* F00D *falls into the kitchen ouchies* ouch

Stan: *awakens* *walks like a NORMAL PERSON* i’m tired *stan*

Eddie: *runs over to Richie* are you okay?

Richie: probably *ouchie there’s a bruise on his arm lmao* *s t an d*

Stan: you’re such an idiot

Eddie: yeah but he's our idiot *hugs the Richie from the side*

Richie: *kisses the edward uwu* thank you both for calling me an idiot

Stan: *hugs the b0yfriends* no problem idiot

Eddie: I love you guys so much but GOD DAMMIT THE EGGS ARE BURNT

Richie: you look like a burnt egg

Stan: don’t bURN THE HOUSE DOWN

Eddie: sit down on the couch or something- I'll have to remake breakfast

Stan: Alright *sits on the couch*

Richie: okay my guy *sits on the stan*

Eddie: Richie- you're going to crush Stan

Richie: too BAD

Stan: iM FINE-!

Eddie: I'm still confused about how you two like each other

Richie: *DRAMATIC GASP* Excuse you Stan loves me!

Stan: I do that’s a fact right there

Eddie: I'm so offended

Stan: Dont burn the house down, Eddie

Richie: *l33ch*

Eddie: I won't burn the house down, breakfast is done! Come eat before it gets cold

Richie: *l e a p s off stan and goes to the kitchen 😔👊*

Stan: *stans into the kitchen*

Eddie: *gets his own breakfast and sits on the couch*

Richie: *gets f00d and sits on the coffee table*

Stan: *gets f00d and sits next to edward* Rich, what the hell are you doing

Eddie: richie what the actual hell- *picks him up and puts him on the couch*

Richie: nooooo *goes back on the coffee table*

Stan: right, okay- can we go to the zoo today?? i want to see the bIRDS

Eddie: sure Stan- we can go see the birds

Stan: cool!!

Richie: can we get food there teehee

Eddie: sure Richie! And Stan I cant wait to Christmas so like *gives him a pet bird*

Stan: IT’S SO CHONKY *B I R D*

Richie: thats a sexy bird- where the fuck did you get money, Eds?

Eddie: I've been saving it up!

Richie: nice job, my guy

Stan: *birdbirdbirdbird* *:D*

Eddie: *kisses the Stan*

Stan: *kisses the edward*

Richie: ewww get a room

Eddie: you guys have literally made out on front of me before

Stan: you WATCHED??

Richie: ewwww eddie watches porn

Eddie: what!? No! I was watching tv

Stan: how did you know then?? we were like- in the other room??

Richie: no we weren’t dumbass

Eddie: it seems like every time I kiss one of you and other one makes fun of me!

Richie: calm yourself my guy *kisses the edward owo*

Stan: what he said minus the my guy part *kisses the edward after roach*

Eddie: hhhhhhhhhh *hugs the roach from the side*

Richie: *leeches to the edward* your hair is soft

Stan: include me you dorks *also leeches*

Eddie: watch me fall asleep again-

Stan: you better not because then I’ll fall asleep

Richie: and I’d get time alone and who wants that ew

Eddie: *yawns*

Richie: *kisses the edward’s forehead* wow what a cutie

Stan: I know right?

Eddie: stop it *hides under a blanket*

Stan: noooo come back *s natches edward*

Richie: *:(*

Eddie: *is in the Stans lap now*

Richie: *kisses the stanley and the edward*

Stan: *hugs the b0ys*

Eddie: *kisses the Stan for like 2 minutes*

Stan: *O W O* *y e e h a w*

Richie: gET A ROOOOM

Eddie: STANLEY WHY

Stan: *red intensifies* i don’t know-

Richie: HAHA GAY

Eddie: *v v v v v red boye* i-

Richie: you two are cowards, if i was in stan’s position right now you’d have to go to the doctor from all the bruises

Stan: *GAY PANIC*

Eddie: R-ICHIE)!!-

Richie: I’m just telling the truth

Stan: *red x28338383*

Eddie: *yeehaw to the Stan* I'm sorry-

Stan: *AHHH* *R E D*

Richie: god get a room this is classified as porn

Eddie: oh shush Rich *kiss uwu*

Richie: *Y E E H A W BR O* rekt amirite

Stan: *dYing*

Eddie: Richieeeeeee *hides and hugs him*

Richie: *hugs the stanley and the edward* you two are nerds

Stan: *red flavor*

Eddie: *cuddles up to the Richie* cold

Richie: *plays with eduardo’s hair heehaw*

Stan: *sleeps bc this is too much red is bad*

Eddie: *falls asleep with the Stan*

Richie: *also sleep heehee*

Phone: kachow my guy

Stan: ughhh *awakens to answer the phone*

Eddie: Stanny what's wrong?

Stan: shhhh phone call *answer phone* oh hi *phone talk*

Eddie: okay...*goes back to sleep*

Stan: *phone talk for an hour wtf* ok bye *phone hang up* *lays back down with the b0yfriends*

Eddie: Stanleyyyyyyy *lays on top of him*

Stan: oh- hi- *holds the edward and the roach’s hands bc owo*

Richie: *probably fuckimg— hibernating*

Eddie: *gives him a kiss but he's like v tired*

Stan: I’m tired bbbye *sleep oclock*

Eddie: *falls asleep on the Stan*

Later o’clock: hola

Richie: *awakens to make a grilled chhhheese*

Stan: *sleep?*

Eddie: *still sleep on stan*

Richie: *sits next to the b0ys and eat a good and cool sandwich* *uwu energy*

Stan: *aWAKENS*

Eddipe: *nuzzles the stan in his sleepp*

Stan: *pat pat* what time is it?

Richie: how should i know? we slept all day though, it’s dark again

Eddie: *wakes up but is very sleepy* huh

Richie: *s andwich* look who finally woke up

Stan: *quiet clapping*

Eddie: oh shush *nuzzle uwu*

Richie: *cough cough* gAy *cough cough*

Stan: you’re literally our boyfriend shut up

Eddie: I'll attack you with affection young man *jump on the rouch*

Richie: OH SHIT *falls over ouch* *giggly boye teehee*

Stan: *witnesses*

Eddie: *is on top of the roach behind the couch*

Richie: wow this is pretty gay

Eddie: oh so you don't like me being on top of you?

Richie: no, i’d rather be on top of you *teehee kiss owo*

Eddie: *big blush man*

Richie: *yeehaw x22*

Eddie: Stan helppppppppppp

Bev: *walks in* OH JEEZ

Stan: Hi bev- theyre fucking don’t mind them

Richie: nO WE ARENT

Eddie: *runs and jumps on Bev* HI BEV

Bev: HI EDDIE! IM STEALING YALLS BOYFRIEND

Richie: shit dude don’t do that *stAnds*

Stan: nooooo

Bev: oh- I came over here to ask you guys if you wanted to come to the mall with me! I got my driver's license very early for some reason but yeah!

Stan: Oh sure!!

Richie: bro the fuckimg mALL?

Bev: yes the mall idiot!! Okay who wants to carry this thing *points to eddie*

Richie: I don’t know I think he should walk beside the car, honestly

Stan: hmmm maybe

Eddie: wow yall are so nice

Stan: oh shut up we love you

Richie: accurate

Eddie: *puts on his purse (bev got him it) and runs out the door* GET IN LOSERS WE'RE GOING SHOPPING!!

Bev: I TAUGHT HIM THAT

Richie: what the hell why

Stan: uHHHH

Bev: JUST HURRY UP LETS GO!! YALL BETTER NOT GET NOSEBLEEDS BECAUSE IM WARNING YOU, EDDIE LIKES FOREVER 21

Stan: oh god- *car*

Richie: fucking christ *car*

-at the mall-

Eddie: WHERE ARE WE GOING FIRST

Bev: i dont know- Hooters?

Richie: I’m gay

Stan: I’m also gay

Bev: Yeah okay but they have good wings-

Eddie: oh I have a friend that works here! We can get free wings

Richie: is it your mom? i want to see her working at hooters

Stan: no what the fuck rich

Eddie: Richie-!!

Richie: what i’m just telling the truth

Stan: oh my god

Eddie: *holds Stans hand*

Stan: *:D*

Richie: *insect*

Eddie: *kisses the Stans cheek*

Homophobic couple: we. That's just not right! You boys are way too young

Stan: *>:”0*

Richie: eXCUSE YOU don’t INSULT my BOYFRIENDS *>:(*

Homophobic couple: there's 3 of you?? A couple is only 2 people, a boy and a girl! And that short one already looks like a girl so I guess it's fine

Richie: I will fuckign fight you *>:(*

Stan: no richie calm down *holds back the roach lmao*

Eddie: SHUT THE HELL UP! THIS FANNYPACK IS STYLISH

Richie: iT MAKES YOU LOOK HOT

Stan: Richard calm yourself good lord

Homophobic couple: ugh whatever *pushes the Eddie and walks away*

Eddie: oh well *flips his imaginary long hair*

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Monday 23 April 1832: SH:7/ML/E/15/0058

8 ½

11 50

-  fine morn[in]g F[ahrenheit] 63° at 8 3/4 in my r[oo]m and 62° at 9 1/2 in the balc[on]y - br[eak]f[a]st at 10 - dawd[lin]g ov[e]r 1 th[in]g or oth[e]r up and d[o]wnst[ai]rs - w[e]nt out for 1/2 h[ou]r at 11 1/2 int[o] High st[ree]t - Off fr[om] Hast[in]gs at 1 5/.. - ver[y] fine day - we b[o]th th[ou]ght we sh[oul]d prob[abl]y see Hast[in]gs no mo[re] - walk[e]d up the hill as far as the turnpi[ke] - all seem[e]d so famil[ia]r to me, it seem[e]d like leav[in]g ho[me] - yet the air h[a]s been too soft and relax[in]g for me and I felt it w[a]s ti[me] to go - ab[ou]t 1 20 h[ou]r in gett[in]g to Battle w[hi]ch look[e]d prett[ie]r th[a]n ev[e]r bef[ore] - the hedges whi[le] w[i]th flower, and all ar[ou]nd budd[in]g int[o] green - Stevens’s horses took us to Robertsbridge at 3 1/4 - pret[ty] dri[ve] fr[om] R- [Robertsbridge] to Lamberhurst near to the pret[ty] vil[lage] right the nice look[in]g parkish place of ‘Squire morland’ - Sussex a fine undulat[in]g country - n[o]t qui[te] so pret[ty] bey[on]d Lamberhurst - at Tunbridge wells at 6 - a largeish, scatt[ere]d, new-built town - dr[ove] to the Sussex, the best and ver[y] good hot[e]l - full save a doub[le] bedd[e]d r[oo]m at the top of the h[ou]se and a sm[all] parl[ou]r at the bot[tom] - so ca[me] here to the Roy[a]l Kentish hot[e]l - 2[n]d rate look[in]g in comparis[o]n, b[u]t bet[ter] accom[modate]d tho’ ver[y] sm[all] low r[oo]ms - we w[e]nt out at 7 1/2 - walk[e]d al[on]g the parade quondam and in Sir Grammonts’ days pantiles - w[e]nt int[o] the gr[ea]t Tunbridge ware shop there and saunt[ere]d ab[ou]t for n[ea]r half h[ou]r - then took a lit[tle] turn by mys[elf] like the walks on the [com[mon] in front of our hotel - and ca[me] in at 7 10/.. - din[ner] at 7 1/2 - nice[l]y en[ou]gh - tea coff[ee] bet[ween] 9 and 10 - ca[me] to our r[oo]ms at 10 1/2 Ver[y] fine day - F[ahrenheit] 64° on my dress[in]g tab[le] at 11 1/4 p.m. - very little conversation in the carriage she reading Zimmerman on solitude all the way from Robertsbridge  I closed my eyes once but not I think to sleep  more awake than usual musing on my fate its ssolitude whether to despair of society  take π [Mariana] and give up the thought of it or try again much or all hangs on the event with Lady Gordon  thankful to be rid of Miss H- [Hobart]  dull to be without her - tired before dinner  could not eat much  but drank coffee which was cool and fresh and did me good afterwards  both lying on the sofa feet to feet first time in our lives I talked of Donald and we got on very well and comfortably she at last tolerably affectionate so that I really believe after all she likes me in her queer cold way she has a bad temper and has not naturally much feeling  but yet when pleased she is now at times more conciliatory and occasionally borders on affectionate now I hope and think we shall part comfortably and ‘tis all I wish - wr[ote] the who[le] of the ab[ov]e of today till 11 1/2 -

[rat-in-impossible-location]

i get nervous posting positive stuff about anything that A) costs money and B) contains... Bad/Questionable/YMMV content bc I don’t want to be the reason someone drops money on something that ends up hurting them.

so while i super do not have the time or energy to get involved in any Bird Discourse, nor do I want to depress anyone with continuous discussions of xyz, here is my one post acknowledging some of the more uh... questionable things in The Bird Dating Game, and also just some general content warnings, if anyone is thinking about buying it or watching an LP and would like the option of a heads up.

also i know i’m overthinking this bc i have like 100 followers and this game is old! but. u know.

Spoilers ahead, sorry!! Kind of impossible to avoid. As much as this post does spoil, there is so much left, I assure you. Putting under a readmore.

Also I played this entire game in like 2 sittings and it’s all a bit of a blur so I might be missing stuff.

1. There is a (teenage or bird-equivalent to teenage) character who repeatedly calls other characters “m*ngrel” and “h*lf-br*ed.” He gets better but not until much later in the game, and it’s one of those “plot twist, the bigot was actually the thing he hated all along” stories. Also he’s French and looks down on Japan and Japanese people. He also makes a comment that a Filipino character should “go back to the Philippines and bang some coconuts together” (JESUS CHRIST, DUDE)

Now o bviously as a white American playing a Japanese game I’m not in a position to make blanket statements or tell anyone how to feel about these writing choices. I just... don’t want to withhold the information and deny people the chance to make an informed decision about content that they might be tired of hearing / having to think about. This character shows up in multiple routes, he’s a big part of the much longer endgame, and you can’t get to the endgame without pursuing his route twice in slightly different ways.

(Tho that is fairly easy with a walkthrough and the game’s built-in fast forward option.)

2. There’s a couple more weird comments about the Filipino character like the player character thinking something along the lines of “I wonder how [character] would react to an eccentric Filipino barging into his office”

3. Aforementioned Filipino character is... mentally ill? It’s hard to define, for reasons that are full of spoilers, but he’s “delusional” and gets remarked upon as being “weird,” “eccentric,” etc. I don’t remember if the word cr*zy is specifically used, sorry.

4. There is a “ladies’ man” character who can be unnervingly presumptuous. Though if you shame him for treating you like a game, he thanks you and says he will carry the warning in his pigeon heart forever.

5. One character fatshames her ex, and the player character says something like “it’s easy to become fat and lazy over summer vacation.”

6. Adult character goes the “if you’re still interested after you grow up, we’ll see” route when the canonically teenage player character tries to pursue him romantically. Personally I uh hiGHLY DOUBT he meant it, I think it was a misguided attempt to let her down easy, but. yknow.

7. Other adult character says... very... creepy things to the player character if she pursues him. Like “don’t worry I’ll examine your insides very intimately”

8. Chronically ill character feels useless and says he is a burden on his (supportive) family. There is like... a lengthy Bit of this.

9. Suicide (as noble heroic sacrifice)

10. Uhmmmmm this game gets into some Extremely Dark Shit that i cannot even begin to warn for without spoiling the entire ending. I will say two words that hopefully get across the most, uh, extreme part of it without giving away specifics: Germ Warfare. Other than that there is a lot of Sad, a lot of What The Fuck, and a little bit of gore. I mean... technically Quite A Bit of gore, but most of it’s just in the text.

11. ETA: fhdjsk im fucking trans and i forgot about the “transvestite cafe” thing. you run into a male friend wearing a maid outfit and he tries to pull “it’s not what you think” by explaining he just works at a transvestite cafe, which is exactly what you think. nothing else really happens with it, or at least not if you choose the correct option to stay on his route, which is to take one of the flyers he’s handing out and promise to ask for him when you visit the cafe.