#I like blue chips better it's not a debate

[pinkponyclubbb3]

my kink is karma

summary: y/n just moved in next door, and she’s having trouble sleeping because her neighbors keep yelling till late at night. (they’re Twitch streaming) y/n gets back at them to show them how annoying it is.

warnings: cursing, smoking, female masturbation, use of sex toys. female oral receiving

“You fucking idiot!” I sit up from my bed with my hand over my heart. “What the fuck?” I accidentally wake up my dog. I look for my phone on my nightstand but knock everything down until I reach it. 2:47am. I sigh out loud, the noise hasn’t stopped. “Fuck this.” I get up and put on my shoes.

I step outside and the wind blows in my direction. Goosebumps immediately cover my arms. I should’ve brought a jacket. I quickly walk next door and when I get to their front door I don’t hesitate to knock. I hug myself in attempt to warm up. Finally I hear footsteps and the locks unlock. I yawn and the man opens the door. “Yes?” the man looks annoyed. When my vision clears up I start regretting my outfit choice.

He has dark hair and blue eyes, wearing a white wife-beater shirt and plaid pajama pants. He looks me up and down. I’m wearing Spongebob boxers and a black tank top. “Not sure if you own a clock, but it’s 2 in the morning, and you’re yelling.” He cocks his head to the side. “And I’m not sure if you know, but this is my house.” He fakes, smiles, crosses his arms, and leans on the door frame.

“You know some of us have a real job and can’t stay up all night playing video games.” I hate how attractive he is. “I get paid while I play video games. Sorry, your job isn’t as interesting.” I scoff annoyed at the conversation. “Okay this isn’t getting us anywhere. Can you and whoever lives here stop being so fucking loud? Thanks.” I fake a smile and pat his shoulder. I turn on my heel and walk away before he gets the chance to say anything

I yawn as I go to turn the knob and realize… it’s locked. No fucking way. I kick my door out of frustration. “Fuck!” I stare at the sky, contemplating what to do. I decide to walk to the side of my house to see if I can get my window open. The noise gets louder, and I pray the guy doesn’t notice me. I peak my head to their window to get a better view and I see two other guys that look like the guy who opened the door. “Triplets. Fuck they’re multiplying.” I roll my eyes and sigh. I turn to my window and try to lift it up.

“Shit!” I yell when I realize my acrylics won’t let me open it. I debate, knocking on their window. Fuck it, they woke me up. I turn to face their house and knock loudly on their window. I scare the three of them. Two of them looked at each other, scared of a stranger at their window at 3:00 am. The guy I talked to earlier threw his head back and went to open the window. “Matt, don’t open the fucking window!” I roll my eyes impatiently, waiting. “Stalking us now?”

I give him a mocking smile. “Funny. Anyways, can you open my window? I got locked out. and I can’t slide it open with these nails.” I flip him off with both hands to show him. “Is this who was knocking earlier?” I take a deep breath clearly frustrated and nod.

“No. Chris shut the window.” I look at him in disbelief. “I wouldn’t have had to ask you if you just shut the fuck up!” Matt reaches over to shut the window. I just stare at the three of them blankly. When I realize no one is going to help me, I feel a lump in my throat start forming. “You’re all cunts!” I walk away before they see the tears forming in my eyes. “Look who’s yelling now.” It takes all my strength to stop myself from turning around and smashing their window with a rock.

I walk to my car, and thankfully, I have my spare hidden in a plant. I need to keep a house key hidden, I give myself a mental note. I open the car and get in the front seat. I don’t have my phone, so I look for something to entertain me. I look in my center console and see some half-eaten chips, and as I dig further, I see my pen. “Fuck yeah!” I say to myself. I take a hit, and let it sit in my throat. I put the key into the ignition so I could use the radio. I adjust the volume so it’s not too loud but just enough to fill the silence.

I open my sunroof and lay my seat back. I start eating my stale chips when the drug starts hitting me. I feel so relaxed my mind is not overwhelmed with thoughts about the fucking Alvin and the chipmunks living next door. I close my eyes and let myself listen to the music. I start humming along and moving my head to the beat. I take another hit and blow it out towards the sunroof. “How many hits do you need? Jesus.”

I jump out of my seat and drop my pen between my seat. “Motherfucker! What is your problem?” I let out a breath. I didn’t know I was holding. I lower my window so I can hear him. “I wasn’t gonna let you sleep outside.” I lay back in my chair and stare at him. “You’re annoying.” I see him reach inside and unlock the passenger seat door. I would protest since I just met him, and its also 3:00 am, but he’s so hot, and I can’t lie and say I’m not horny right now. Drugs are bad for me I get really turned on. Now I remember why I kept this in the car and not my room. I turn to the boy whose name I now know is Matt.

“Can I take a hit?” I go to hand it to him but realize I dropped it when he scared me. “Where your phone? I need the flash.” He hands me his phone and watches me closely and I exit the car and bend towards the center console to try to reach for it. I bend down more and hear Matt laugh. “What?” I ask him with annoyance on my face. “You’re flashing me.” He says bluntly. I look down and see my tank top is hanging low. Motherfucker.

“Like what you see?” I look at him. He bites his lip and nods. I pick up the pen and hand it to him. He takes a long drag while I settle back in my seat. “You know those SpongeBob boxers are really doing something to me.” I hit his shoulder. “Shut up.” I laugh. “Can you open my window,please?” I look at him with my tired eyes. “Only cause you asked so nicely.”

“How can I ever repay you?” I say sarcastically while we slam my car doors. We walk towards my window and I get an idea. “I can think of a few ways.” He says. I turn to him and he’s towering over me. “Yeah? And what’s that?” He tilts my chin up with one hand and grabs my waist with the other. “Let me show you.” His lips crash into mine, I wrap my arms around his neck. “What’s your name?”

“y/n” I press my lips on his again. I feel his hand play with the waistband of the boxers. I shut my eyes tightly trying not to cringe at my outfit. His fingers reach my heat and he slides a finger feeling how wet I am. “Please touch me.” I feel his hand grip my thigh from the inside of my underwear. When he takes his hand out he places it right on my heat over my clothes. I start grinding my hips on his palm trying to get any sort of release. “So fucking needy.” My eyes roll back in pleasure when he presses on my clit with his thumb. He starts using it to circle my clit “O-oh fuck,Matt”

He stops his movements and gets on his knees. He looks up at me. “Can I take these off?” I desperately nod yes. “Excuse me, Patrick.” I hit his head playfully. “Shut the fuck up.” he laughs and pulls down the boxers. He wastes no time placing his mouth on me. I throw my head back and moan his name. “F-fuck Matt just like that.” I grab his hair burying his face in me. Pornographic moans are leaving my mouth. “Fuck you taste so good.” He starts finger fucking me, and my legs start shaking. He uses his middle and ring finger to fuck me while his tongue is circling and sucking on my clit.

“I can feel you clenching around me. Are you close, sweetheart?” I nod my head, whimpering a yes. “Such a fucking slut. Letting me eat you in front of my brother's window.” My eyes widen. “I thought that was yours-fuck!” He sucks on my clit making me closer to my orgasm.

“Wanna cum?” I nod my head repeatedly. “So bad.” I feel the knot in my stomach. “Cum for me, baby.” I release all over his tongue. I subconsciously grind my hips on his mouth, riding out my orgasm. “Fuck Matt!” He pulls my boxers back up and wipes his mouth. “Wanna finish this inside.” He moves me out the way to slide open my window. He helps me climb inside and once i’m in my room I shut the window. “What the fuck?”

“Goodnight Matt.” I smile and wave at him. I lay on my bed and drift off to sleep.

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I’m finally back from work. I sigh out of frustration; it was just a bad day. Not to mention, I barely slept last night. I open my fridge to pour myself a drink. I look down and see my dog waiting for me to give him food. “This is my food. Your food is over there, babe.” I point straight ahead to show him his food bowl. I give in and get him a piece of chicken that I never finished. “Sit.” He stares at the chicken. “Roll over. Do something.” I give up and feed him the piece of chicken. “I can’t blame you. It’s not like I speak dog. How do I expect you to know what I’m saying.” I bend down to pet him, but he barks at me. “Hey! Don’t bark at me. Fat ass, I was trying to pet you, not steal your food.” I leave him be and head to my room.

I strip and change to an oversized shirt. I throw my clothes into my laundry bin and lie down. I turned on my TV to play some music to get my mind off how bad of a day I was having. I put it at a low volume to not intensify my headache. I close my eyes and memories of last night flood my mind. My hand starts roaming my body. I touch my inner thighs feeling wetness pool between my legs. Not giving myself the attention I need so I don’t make this feeling go away so quickly.

‘Such a fucking slut’ the moment replays in my head. I open my eyes and look through my drawer pulling out my pink vibrator. I turn it on to the second setting to start off. I tease myself by putting it everywhere but the place where I need the most attention. I feel my nipples harden at the contact. A moan slips from my mouth. I move my panties to the side to feel how wet i’m getting.

I start moving my vibrator close to my clit to release some tension, but before I can, the yelling and screaming start again. No fucking way. I should be the one screaming. I turn off my vibrator and go up to my window. I see the boys around two computers with controllers in their hands. One of the boys starts dancing around and pulls out a harmonica. The fuck? Where did he get a harmonica from? I grab my pillow and scream into it.

When I look closer, I see that their window is cracked open. It must’ve been when Matt shut it last night. An idea pops into my mind. I used the palms of my hands to slide open my window when it hit me. Why didn’t I use my palms to slide the window open yesterday? I go to my closet and pull out a medium sized speaker and a microphone. I turn on the speaker and connect the microphone. When I catch them not paying attention I leave my window and put the speaker right next to theirs. I go through my front door and run to my room so they won’t catch me.

I wait for the perfect opportunity to start being obnoxious. “Oh fuck! Yes that feels so good!” I start fake moaning into the mic. I kneel down so they won’t see me but I have a view of them. The three of them cough loudly trying to cover it up. I found out they were live streaming. So they can’t just cut this out of a video. “Deeper! I need your cock buried deep inside me!” I obnoxiously moan. I turn off the microphone to laugh. I cover my mouth so they won’t hear me.

I see the one that was playing the harmonica reach towards the mic. Before he can mute it I start again. “Harder! Fuck just like that!” I make pornographic nosies. I accidentally laugh into the mic. “Fuck!” I whisper yell to myself. “Nick close the window!” I hear Matt say. “I’ll be back.”

“Fuck. fuck. fuck.” I take off my shirt, leaving me in just my lace bra and panties. I throw on a satin robe and mess my hair up to make it look like I was having sex. I hear a loud knock on the door. I smear my lipstick before I open the door. “What?” I ask, fake annoyed. “Can you be fucking quiet? We’re doing a stream. Twelve thousand people just heard you going at it.” I bite back my smile. “Was my screaming obnoxious? Was I being too loud? I’m not sure if you know, but this is my house.” I see the look of annoyance in his eyes when he realizes i’m using his own words against him.

“You’re gonna get our stream taken down. Can you just stop being so loud?” I can see him getting angry. “Good maybe you’ll stop screaming until 4 in the morning.” I hear a loud crash from my bedroom. I run to my room and see my speaker is in a million pieces. “What the fuck!” Chris is climbing back into his room. Nick starts playing his harmonica again.

“I’m gonna shove that harmonica down your throat.” He peeks his head out the window. “What are you mad cause we interrupted you getting something down your throat?” I flip him off and close my window. I turn around and Matt is standing in front of me. “Were you just faking all that?”

“yes I was trying to masturbate but you guys wanted to have a fucking screaming contest!” I fall back into my bed. “Let me help you get your frustration out.” He steps closer. “You have twelve thousand people waiting for you on a stream.” he shrugs his shoulders. “Let me show you how sorry I am for interrupting.” He says as he looks at my almost naked body.

I slowly nod. He kneels down and throws my legs over his shoulder “I’m.so.so.so.sorry.” he says while he kisses my inner thighs. I move my hips around impatiently. He grabs my hips holding me still. He moves my underwear to the side and licks my folds. “Fuck” I whisper while I throw my head back. “Mmm so fucking sweet.” he flicks his tongue up and down my clit. My breath hitches when I feel him suck. His hand starts roaming up my body until he’s groping my left tit. His thumb grazes over my nipple.

He squeezes my boob tight as if he’s using it as a handle. He takes his hand away and pushes his fingers against my mouth. “Open.” he demands. I open my mouth and he shoves his middle and ring finger down my throat. When he hears me gag he takes them out just to shove them back in. When he feels his fingers wet he brings them down to my cunt. “Look at me.” I sit my self up with my elbows and look at him. The second I make eye contact he inserts his fingers inside me. “Fuck!” I throw my head back. “Look at me,y/n.” I try my hardest to keep eye contact. He places his mouth back on my clit.

I can feel his facial hair rub against me. “I’m close, Matt.” He smiles against me while he starts sucking harder. I feel him bite down, but not enough to hurt me. “Matt, I’m gonna-”

“I know baby, cum for me let me taste all of you.” I release all over his mouth. I grip the sheets so hard my knuckles are turning white.”Jesus fucking christ-” He helps me ride out my orgasm. When he gets up he takes his fingers and shoves them into my mouth again. “Taste how sweet you are.” I circle my tongue on his fingers tasting myself on him.

I hear something being thrown at my window. “Matthew!” He takes his fingers out and turns to my window. His brothers are signaling him to come to their room. “Gotta go. Hope that satisfied you enough to stop moaning so loud that my fans can hear.”

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SCOOP OF US - C. STURNIOLO

SYNOPSIS: In a charming ice cream parlor, Chris and Y/N navigate the delightful challenge of choosing the perfect flavor.

WARNINGS: none!

WORD COUNT: 416

"So, what's your flavor?" Chris' eyes twinkled with curiosity as he scanned the colorful array of ice cream tubs behind the glass counter. His question hung in the air, unanswered. The sweet aroma of waffle cones and freshly churned goodness filled the quaint little parlor.

Y/N, caught in a whirlwind of indecision, stared at the menu with a furrowed brow. There were just too many options—each one sounded more tantalizing than the last. "I don't know," she murmured, feeling a little overwhelmed. "They all look so good."

Chris leaned in, his grin widening. "If you're looking for the real star of the show, it's gotta be their chocolate fudge brownie," he said, his voice low and earnest. "It's like a party in your mouth, and everyone's invited." He tapped the glass gently, his finger lingering over the dark, rich scoop nestled between the mint chocolate chip and the strawberry cheesecake. His enthusiasm was contagious, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the thought of tasting something so heavenly.

After a brief internal debate, she pointed at the chocolate fudge brownie. "That one," she said decisively. "But only if you promise not to judge me for copying you."

Chris chuckled, his eyes never leaving hers. "Your taste is anything but predictable," he joked, sarcasm lacing his tone, he placed their orders with the attentive server. He leaned against the counter, watching as the scoops of velvety ice cream were piled onto their cones. The clinking of spoons against metal and the soft whir of the ice cream machine provided a comforting backdrop to their conversation. "But, I have to admit, I'm going for something a bit more... classic," he said, his gaze drifting to the cookie dough flavor.

The server handed them their cones with a smile. "One chocolate fudge brownie and one cookie dough," she announced, placing the treats in their outstretched hands. Chris stepped aside, allowing Y/N to take her first lick. The cold sweetness hit her taste buds, and she couldn't help but let out a little moan of pleasure. His eyes lit up at the sight, and he couldn't resist teasing her a bit. "See? I told you it was a good choice."

They found a cozy spot outside the parlor, sitting on a wooden bench that had seen better days but had been painted a cheerful shade of blue. The warm summer evening wrapped around them like a gentle embrace, and the sound of distant laughter and chirping crickets filled the air. The reader took a moment to appreciate the moment—the soft glow of the streetlights, the gentle hum of the ice cream truck in the background, and the comforting presence of Chris beside her. It was a simple, yet perfect date.

hope you guys liked this!! made it short and sweet for yall <33

[pictureinme]

pls do switch!kitten x switch!reader fic with cunnilingus + body worship !!

thank u so much for ur request and patience !! i decided to have more emphasis on the reader's body getting worshiped teehee (also peep both me & jd doing shit like this tonite lol)

you've got a woman

patricia ‘kitten’ braden x f!reader word count: 1.8k tags: self-image issues, sad reader, established relationship, body worship, 69 (cunnilingus, anilingus), hand-job, vaginal fingering

(ao3)

“You ready, love?”

Kitten’s voice from behind you caused a tentative smile to grow upon your face, and make a noise that could be understood as either affirmation or otherwise.

Biting your lip, you looked at your state of readiness. Still in your pajamas with unbrushed locks, you sigh gently. She enters the bathroom where you’re currently debating, and huffs.

“Darling, you haven’t done a thing!” Her eyes squint at your appearance, not in disdain, but concern. “Did you still want to go dancing tonight?”

You shrug your shoulders, “I don’t… seem to feel like myself today, love.”

Kitten sits you down on the toilet seat, and kneels in front of you, worry muddying her features, “What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

Feeling tears prick at your eyes, you shrug again. She holds your hand gently, tracing soothing motions into it with her thumb, and a tear falls.

“Honey, you can tell me anything,” she wipes the tear away with her other hand, “Come to bed with me.”

Leaning up together, Kitten guides you slowly to your shared bedroom. The two of you sit on your green duvet, and the tears don’t stop.

“I don’t feel like I deserve to be with someone like you.”

“Don’t say such things,” she looks to you rather sternly, “You deserve me just as much as I deserve you. Can’t you see that?”

“I worry whenever…” You pause, knowing how silly you sound, “Whenever we go out, you’ll find someone prettier or smarter or just plain better than I am.”

“You’re a fool, (Y/N),” Kitten's blue gaze bores holes into you, and it’s hard for you to meet it. "There's no one out there better for me than you."

"How can you be so sure?"

"I just am," she places her hand on your thigh, and squeezes, "You're perfect in every single way. The way you always pick me up from work with a kiss and a bag of chips, the way you give me massages when the clients are just too demanding… the way you take care of me."

Leaning on her shoulder, you whisper, “Too good to me…”

Kitten kisses your forehead, her liberally applied perfume permeating your senses, “You deserve goodness. It isn't only the things you do for me, you know. That isn't all you are.”

With her hand still holding onto your thigh, and your lips so close to her neck, you couldn’t help but leave a delicate kiss. Humming in contentment, she cranes her neck so you can kiss her more.

“I adore how your eyes sparkle when you see a puppy on the street, and how your voice goes all cutesy when you talk to them. I especially love the days we skip on plans and just… love each other.”

Leaving little nips and bites in your wake, you couldn’t help but feel like a weight was being lifted off your shoulders by doing so. You feel her hand move up your thigh, almost petting it. 

“Let me take care of you, hm?” Kitten whispers, “Want to show you just how much you deserve… just how pretty you are.”

Hesitantly, you separate from her neck to nod. As much as you loved taking care of her, if she wanted to take care of you, who are you to argue? Your eyes were still wet with tears, and she knew just how much love you really needed.

Her soft smile eases your worries about her possibly pitying you, and she closes the gap between you two with her lips. It was slow and sweet, and you could practically taste every emotion she was experiencing– love, sadness, gratefulness… desire.

You stop to take a breath, and her eyes are gazing at your lips still, “I love you, Kitten baby.”

“I love you more than anything, sweet (Y/N). Lay down for me, hm?"

Obeying her gentle order, Kitten crawls on top of you, reaching to unbutton your pajama top. You swallow nervously, and she kisses your cheek, “Don’t fret, love. I’ll take care of you.”

Kitten opens your shirt, and kisses at your uncovered chest. Her touch was so gentle and soft, you felt as if you were going to cry again. She licked your nipples gently, lapping them until they were hard for her.

Her ministrations were met with little noises erupting from your throat without your realizing. Kissing down your body until she’s right above your elastic waistband, Kitten looks up at you with adoring eyes. You nod softly, letting her continue.

“Pretty, pretty,” she whispers, mostly to herself, as she pulls down both your sweatpants and panties. "Can't believe you're all mine."

You whine a bit as the cool air touches your bare self, fighting the urge to cover your most sensitive parts. Yet, Kitten’s fingers are always so warm, that they bring you some comfort. She brushes her hand over you, the other reaching to hold your breast. You feel Kitten’s touch everywhere, like an anchor to keep you in the moment. She whispers sweet nothings to your navel as she kisses down to your clit.

Her lips wrap around it, kissing and sucking with ease. As soon as you buck up, she smiles, not wanting to stop you from chasing whatever pleasure you desire. Her fingers tease at your entrance, circling. You felt content in just that until she began to knead your breast.

“Oh, Kitten…” Her finger slips in, curling as she enters. Your head rolls back onto the duvet, feeling every sensation she gives you. “Baby, hold on, one second.”

She immediately rescinds her finger, looking at you, worried, “What’s wrong, love?”

You shake your head, smiling, “Let me make you feel good too, okay? Makes me feel even better. Come on up here.”

Kitten’s concerned look turns to one of excitement as you pat your chest, alluding to what you meant exactly. She rises from her position, kissing your body all along the way. You watch as she begins to undress rather quickly, eager to answer your desires. Her dress falls away into a pile below her, and she steps from the swirls of fabric towards you.

Her lack of underwear has you raise an eyebrow, which goes unnoticed with her preoccupation with climbing on top of you. Kitten giggles as her warmth touches your cold skin as she positions herself reverse to you, hovering over your arousal.

You gaze lovingly at her own above you, biting your lip, “You ready, Kitten?”

“More than ever, baby. Let me taste you, pretty please?”

She wastes no time before diving in, and neither do you. You lick a stripe up her hole, and Kitten shudders against you. She laps at you and sneaks a hand to rub at your clit. Moaning against her, you continue to lick one of your favorite parts of her.

In any other situation, you would have taken your time opening her up and listening to her whines, but with the way she was sucking at your folds, you couldn't help but have your tongue enter her.

"Oh, (Y/N)!" Kitten's breath was heavy, but you didn't stop your actions. Instead, you smiled and sped up. God, you love making her feel the deepest of pleasures.

Kitten groans, beginning to ride your face as she goes to suck your clit. Her fingers move down to finger you yet again, and you pulse around her. You didn't realize how empty you felt until she filled you back up.

You whimper against her hole, the two of you unrelenting in your pleasuring of each other. The vibrations of her moaning had you shaking, you couldn't help but grind against her mouth as well.

Her length twitched, and it deserved your utmost attention. You reach a hand around to grab at her balls, and Kitten stutters against you.

"Fuck, fuck! You're so– ah!"

Tongue continuing to circle and dip into her fluttering hole, you start to pump, desperate for her to release all over your abdomen. Your undulating bodies, never once separating from each other, were hot and sticky. Neither of you would have it any other way.

Kitten scratches down your thighs as you grip her length, and she sucks your clit particularly harshly, and your eyes roll back.

"Don't stop, Kitten… fuck, I'm close."

She smirks, only moving away for a minute to speak sweet nothings, "Never gonna stop, pretty (Y/N)... you taste so good. Perfect for me, aren't you?"

You buck up into her lapping and sucking, feeling your release approaching, egged on by her words. Her hardness twitched, and the tip was leaking onto your fingers. Separating from her hole momentarily, you bite at her cheek, eliciting a muffled shriek from Kitten.

Her moans continue, and so do yours. She moved between thrusting into your hand and grinding on your face effortlessly, full of need. You loved the way she felt on top of you, shuddering and wanting, but still set on getting you off.

With Kitten’s fingers beginning to circle your entrance again, the feeling of relief washes over you like a tidal wave, almost quite literally. Your release wettens her face, but you’re too busy watching her cock release its own all over your stomach. The two of you orgasmed simultaneously, something you never even thought was possible, let alone with you squirting.

The pair of you stay in this moment for a little while, catching your collective breath and basking in the pleasure still coursing through your bodies.

“Darling, you’ve gotten me all wet, haven’t you?” Kitten murmurs against your thigh, kissing it gently. You feel the wetness she referred to now, and embarrassment floods you.

“Fuck, fuck, I’m sorry, I–”

Kitten bites your thigh suddenly, and you choke on your words, “I loved it, more than anything. You’re a treasure to behold, (Y/N). Now, what do we say?”

Your head thumps against the duvet again, face warm with your continued arousal and shame. “Thank you, Kitten. Thank you so much.”

“Not what I meant, but still appreciated, love,” she climbs off to lay down beside you, her fucked out gaze catching your attention. “Say that you deserve all the love I just gave you, otherwise I’ve half a mind to slap you on the behind, hm?”

You glow at her words, not disliking the implications, “I deserve the love you just gave me, Kitten, though I might have to take you up on that offer…”

She playfully slaps your arm, smiling, “Dirty girl.”

Kitten leans down to kiss you softly, tracing circles on your chest whilst doing so.

“Really, though, thank you. I hope you don’t mind staying in tonight.”

“I would never mind spending the evening in each other’s arms, especially when you’re not doing well, (Y/N) love.”

The two of you entangle with each other, a mess of limbs, giggling, and kisses. Maybe you could go dancing another night.

[imsatu]

i powered through the drawings and i finished the ghouls' portraits! you can see them under the cut, i also added a few notes but ignore them if they're too much

feel free to suggest whatever you think i could've done better, i did my best but i know there's many things to improve, i tried a different way to color and i'm not too familiar with it

first, i know the piercings are not accurate, i realized too late second, i made ghouls' eyes, horns and skin colors change depending on their element, so each element has its own physical characteristics

Phantom and Aurora

i followed the hc that phantom had a hard time in the pit, so he has a few marks here and there, but he's so happy now. the thing around his horn was put there by aurora, and he loves it

aurora obviously is the princess of the pack so she's all adorned, also, i debated between giving her purple and red eyes, but i think it would be so funny to see a tiny, all pink and princessy ghoulette with blood red eyes, also! she's supposed to be a bit iridescent but i don't think it looks too good

Cirrus and Cumulus

cirrus got her hands on hair dye, so of course she had to get creative

i thought about giving cumulus cloud hair, but it was too much for my skill level

Swiss, Rain and Mountain

swiss is a mix between quint and fire (later i realized he should be a mix of quint and earth), so i tried to reflect that but i'm not too sure i did well. he too got his hands on hair dye, but he had to be supervised to not make a mess

i tried to make rain as ethereal as possible, but i don't think i did too well

i subscribe to the short haired mountain hc because i don't think long hair is too practical (though the art of him with long hair is just *chef's kiss)

Aether and Dew

i'm not too sure about aether, i think he looks too normal? idk, but here's him anyways, otherwise i like he has a very approachable expression

and dew, he has a gold tip on his horn because it chipped and it exposed a bit of nerve and it hurt him, it was a gift from mountain. his horn are also a bit blue, from when he was a water ghoul, the shape changed but the color didn't

[starlightshadowsworld]

Chained wolves

@jankwritten here it is

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If there was ever a scene Nico didn't want to ruin, it was this. He was sprawled across Jason's lap on the outskirts of Camp.

Away from prying eyes.

It was their little spot, even the nymphs didn't bother them here.

Jason was leaning against a tree, his fingers brushing through Nico's hair with a soft smile.

Nico smiled back at him, cascaded in sunshine and Jason's smile.

Nico could stay here forever if he could.

But alas duty calls.

"It's time" he said Jason with a sigh. Jason somehow smiled even more warmly, like he had been blessed by Apollo himself.

"Have fun"

Nico snorted, it was some errand his dad needed his 'expertise with.'

"I'll try. I shouldn't be long, only a couple hours or so. Will you stay here?" Asked Nico, tilting his head.

"I promise" says Jason earnestly, sky blue orbs boring into his molten. Nico smiles, getting to his feet and pecking Jason on the cheek.

Before vanishing into shadows.

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Jason watched the spot Nico had left, unable to take his eyes off it.

He had slumped against the tree but it was as if all his bones had left with Nico.

Her voice was soft as it always was, but their was a hint of fear.

... No...

'Will you stay here'

"We're going to play a game Jason, a game you love those don't you?"

He didn't want to play.

He was cold

"You're gonna stay here love, right here for mama. Like a good little boy, and when mama comes back you win."

Numbness descended into his veins.

There was a chill in the air yet it was bright and sunny.

"Promise me baby, promise me Jason you'll stay here. Right here, do not move an inch of you'll lose."

He wanted to scream.

'I promise.'

"I promise mama."

He heard howls.

He felt claws snag his body, one far to small to be him.

Far too frail.

Far too afraid.

Your mother's not coming, pup.

Somewhere in the back of his mind Jason wondered why he couldn't move.

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Nico sighed.

Typical.

His quick errand to the Underworld hadn't been nearly as quick as he had been assured.

He didn't voice his complaints but his mood was sour and everyone knew it.

Not that they said anything.

Demigod or not Nico was still the Ghost King.

Hades had been apologetic but it did little too soothe Nico's mood.

They'd stopped for a while, hopefully he was nearly done.

He'd been gone for almost a week, and in his haste and the severe lack of rainbow making equipment.

("I'm sorry I didn't come prepared to stay here this long, dad!")

Nico hadn't been able to contact Jason.

Jason hadn't tried contacting him but that didn't suprise Nico very much. His boyfriend was a stickler for the rules, even if he was making his way out of his shell.

Being raised in a military setting did that to a guy.

And the idea of taking Nico's attention from a errand his father, Lord Hades himself has personally asked him for?

Jason wouldn't dream of interrupting.

He was cute like that.

Nico took out the drachma and spray bottle his father had handed him moments prior.

Better late than never.

Percy's face lit up the screen, he was sat by the lake with Annabeth at his side. Both seemed to be debating something before Percy waved at him.

"Hey Nico, how's the trip been? Has dear old uncle requested my return?" He grinned, Nico snorted

After... Everything he and Percy had a talk. A real and much needed talk.

They had grown from it and Percy had supported him in confessing to Jason, he was so happy for them he almost cried.

His friendship with Annabeth had also begun to bloom, after many afternoons of fondly watching their significant dorks being dorks together.

"Nah I think you've been banned for the foreseeable future." Grinned Nico, Percy pouted before snorting.

Annabeth shook her head, amused "you just calling to check in or is something up?"

Perceptive as usual.

"Yeah I was wondering if you guys wouldn't mind telling Jason I'll be back soon."

It'd be a lil suprise and give him a chance to go run to the nearest shop and get those mini chocolate chip cookies Jason adored.

As a 'I'm sorry I left for so long' gift.

That and cuddles.

"Nico"

Percy was all wide eyed and panicked.

"We thought Jason went with you" He finished slowly.

Nico blinked "what? No, this was just a Ghost King thing my dad wanted..." He trailed off, eyes sharp.

"He's not at Camp?"

Annabeth shook her head "we haven't seen him since you left....we thought he was with you... I wonder if he went to Camp Jupiter? We can IM Reyna or Hazel if you'd like?"

Nico shook his head "no its okay, I'll IM myself. Thanks, see you guys." He waved a hand through their image before either could say goodbye.

Guilt pooled in Nico's stomach.

Although he was saddened by the news, he understood.

Nice had been gone way longer than he had said so.

Jason while someone who frequented Camp Half-blood, his home was at Camp Jupiter and it made sense for him to leave.

But the fact he hadn't told anyone was what struck Nico, Jason always told at least 5 people where he was going at any given time.

Again, being raised in a military setting does that you.

Nico shook his head before IMing Jason.

The scene he saw shocked him.

Jason was at Camp all right.

Exactly where Nico had left him.

He was curled up against the tree, in his camp shirt and jeans just as he had been before.

His soft wavy hair was a mess, like someone had struck him with lighting... His hands clenching his locks tightly.

Nico didn't so much say Jason's name but scream it.

"Jason!"

Jason rolled his head limply, as if it took all his strength to do so.

Eyes blinking blearily and reaching for his glasses that had dropped to the floor.

Jason who was careful about everything abd never let a speck of dust touch his frames, put the now frankly filthy lenses on his face.

It did little to calm Nico down.

His face was nothing but horror.

Jason squinted and faced Nico.

"Nico" he said softly.

It would be so endearing if not for the present situation.

But Nico forced himself to be calm.

"Jason, hey sweetie. What, what are you doing out here?"

Jason nodded, moving his arm from around his waist to tap the tree. And Nico tried not to cringe as his bones popped.

"Promised"

Nico stared at him wide eyed.

... No... No he wouldn't have.

But their was no mistaking Jason's crumpled and unkempt appearance.

"Jason... How.. How long have you been out here hun?"

Jason, who had been zoning out during Nico's inner panic raised his head to look at him.

Letting Nico see the bags under his eyes.

The sheen of what must've been tear tracks on his face.

"You went, I stay. I promised."

He nods, though Nico doesn't miss the wince he makes at moving.

"Jase... I didn't mean out here. Just at Camp." Explains Nico, he can feel his heartbreaking.

Jason looks for all the world like a kicked puppy.

A gust of wind blows past and he shivers, his lips a startling shade of blue.

"You said stay, I promised. I won't... I won't go... I won't run, not again..." Mumbles Jason.

His body starts to fall and in seconds Nico is kneeling before him, catching him in his arms.

Nico takes off his jacket, settling on Jason's shoulders to give him some warmth.

The sunshine of their last encounter is long forgotten hidden in the clouds and roaring winds.

"I won't leave you..."

Jason looks up at him, eyes glazed like he's not entirely seeing Nico.

... Which means someone hurt Jason.

Hurt him to the point a simple promise of stay meant plant your feet to the ground and don't move.

Nico would them pay even if it threathed another war.

For now... For now Jason came first.

Nico held him in his arms, letting Jason know he was here.

"Hey, I'm not mad at you sweetie. But we've gotta get you outta this weather, I've got you hun but I need you to stand for me."

Jason, bless his heart stood up on wobbly legs looking like a newborn deer and would've fallen if not for Nico.

And by the God's he wasn't even wearing shoes.

"That's it sweetheart, I've got you." He said picking Jason up bridal style.

Jason slumped in his arms, as they shadow traveled to the infirmary.

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Jason was out like a light and Nico sat on one of the chairs, brushing his hair from his face.

It hasn't been good.

Will had confirmed it from examining Jason that he hadn't moved from his spot since Nico had left.

Jason was a survivor, he'd had it drilled into his bones and had somehow managed to nab fruit from the tree but it hadn't been much.

Frankly it was a miracle he was alive.

He was swaddled in thick warm blankets and had some sort of IV in his arm.

There was also Leo, who had stormed in once news broke. Took one look at his best friend and crawled into his bed, holding him close and hoping to raise his temperature.

Jason had yet to wake up, but he was so clearly emotionally and physically exhausted it made sense.

Nico didn't dare leave his side.

Questions plagued him, and maybe he had been thinking out loud because Leo looked up at him.

"Did he make a promise?"

Nico nodded numbly, still shaken.

Leo wasn't angry like Nico expected, he looked upset and held Jason even closer.

"Oh Jase..."

"Do you... Do you know why he..."

He couldn't finish the thought but Leo understood.

"Normally I wouldn't say but... Yeah. Soo... When Jason was around 2 years old his mum gave him up as a sacrifice to Lupa. To make sure Jason stayed in place for the wolves to get him... She made him promise to stay in place till she came back."

If Nico's heart had broken earlier, it shattered in that moment.

Jason than whimpered... Whimpered and Nico gently kissed his cheek and ran his fingers through his hair while Leo cuddled him close.

Jason calmed, drifting back into unconsciousness as Nico fell heavily into his seat.

He hadn't known..

He hadn't known and he didn't blame Jason one bit.

He was definitely taking a trip to wherever his mother hand ended up, because he knew the woman was dead.

A mercy from the fates because Nico would have destroyed her himself if she still breathed.

How dare... How dare anyone do that to their baby.

To traumatise your baby to the point he was terrified of breaking promises and made himself sit outside in the cold alone for 7 days because he was terrified of being abandoned.

"I've got you Jason" said Nico, holding his hand in his.

He was going to be with him every step of the way.

He was going to show Jason he would never be abandoned again.

He was going to hold him when he broke down and reassure him everytime this wasn't his fault.

He was going to be specific and careful wit his wording and make sure Jason understood... And have someone with him when Nico had to leave.

Jason had held Nico, helped him heal from his past and Nico would return that favour tenfold.

"I promise."

[moonlarked]

More incorrect quotes from the quote generator

Wylie: Let's just agree to both say we're sorry on the count of three.

Wylie: One... two... three.

Maruca: ...

Wylie: ...

Wylie: See, now I'm just disappointed in both of us.

Sophie: Are you a cuddler?

Dex: I'm a machine of death and destruction.

Sophie:

Dex: ...Yeah, I'm a cuddler.

*While the Squad is in a battle*

Dex, trying to warn about the location of an enemy: To the left!

Biana: Take it back now y'all!

Marella: A fistfight CAN be romantic.

Keefe: Hi, who's this? Sophie changed all of my contacts to mythical creatures.

Marella: What's mine?

Keefe: Dwarf.

Marella: THEY'RE SO MEAN, I'M NOT THAT SHORT!

Keefe: Oh, hey Marella.

Marella: FUCK!

Wylie: Are you ready to commit?

Rayni: Like, a crime or a relationship?

Jensi: Where's Sophie, Linh, and Tam?

Biana: They're playing hide and seek.

Jensi: Where?

Biana: I don't think you get how this game works.

Jensi: Why are Sophie and Keefe sitting with their backs to each other?

Tam: They had a fight.

Jensi: Then why are they holding hands?

Tam: They get sad when they fight.

Maruca: Pose as a team because SHIT JUST GOT REAL!

Marella: Would it be discrimination to only hire employees at my doughnut shop who have the same name?

Sophie: Legally, I don't believe that breaches any discrimination laws. Morally though... I don't know.

Marella: I believe god is on my side when it comes to Duncans' Doughnuts.

Stina: What? I'm not aggressive!

Marella: Last Tuesday, you wacked me with a pair of crocs and stole my chocolate chips?

Stina: Survival of the fittest, bitch.

Rayni: The only thing keeping me from running away and hiding from society for the rest of my life is spite. I could disappear forever, but there are some bitches whose downfalls I have yet to witness, and I wanna be around when that happens.

Sophie: Wakey Wakey Eggs and Bakey!

Fitz: But I'm a vegan.

Sophie: Wakey Wakey Vegetables and Sadness.

Marella: What the fuck? People actually tell their crushes they like them??

Dex: What the hell do you do?

Marella: I die? What kinda question...

Linh: I'm never having a debate with Dex again, they literally started their argument with "Riddle me this."

Sophie: Like, no offense to myself and all, but what the fuck am I actually doing?

Fitz: Advice of the day kids, if you ever meet someone who calls Gatorade flavors the actual name of the flavor instead of just the color then they are a certified nerd.

Wylie: Yeah but you have to specify, frost glacier or cool blue? You can’t just say blue because there’s more than one blue.

Fitz: Blue and light blue, nice try nerd.

*Linh and Biana are in a car teetering on the edge of a cliff*

Linh: oh my god, Biana, backwards!

Biana: Really, Linh? I thought I might go forwards into the river, I thought that would be a fun thing to do.

Jensi: Marella's refusing to wear their glasses!

Marella: Jensi, look, I wore the glasses for a day. My eyes are much better now. Watch.

Marella: *points to Dex* Dex.

Marella: *points to Wylie* Wylie.

Marella: *points to Stina* Sasquatch.

Jensi: *eating a cinnamon roll*

Maruca: Cannibalism.

Jensi: *confused chewing noises*

Tam: Why is Keefe crying on the floor?

Stina: They're drunk.

Tam: And?

Stina: They saw a picture of Sophie's spouse.

Tam: But they're Sophie's spouse.

Stina: I know.

Rayni: You remind me of the ocean.

Tam: Because I'm deep and mysterious?

Rayni: No, because you're full of salt and you scare people.

Linh: You’re alive.

Rayni: No need to sound so disappointed.

[chellyore]

Screw it. Ninjago monster au. I got bored and well since I'm pumping out writing more than I should. Here. Also I might create artwork of the monster designs or mythical designs. I'm debating, but yeah enjoy my brainrot.

I'll give you all chapter one here though, cuz I'm crazy. Enjoy and who knows, maybe artwork will come of this, because I like drawing dragons, vampires, etc.

The sun shone bright orange along the golden doors of an ancient building. Nearly blinding the three underneath the gold archway. 

“Nya, are you ready?” An elderly lady asked as the water ninja came up. 

“Yep, and Pixel is coming too.” 

“That is fantastic.” A nindroid beams as his blue eyes lit up upon seeing the female Android. 

“I don't get to come out too much.” Pixel says as she then gets onto the boat. 

“Did you bring Samurai X?” Pixel beams down at Nya. She then turned to a group of four ninja, currently waving off their Master. 

“Alright, you boys know how to run the Monastery while we're away?” 

“Of course we do, sis.” The red ninja Kai, smiled with his head tilting back. 

“Yeah, sweep, clean, do dishes.” Jay, the blue ninja counted. 

“Oh, and to mention the cooking.” The black ninja, Cole, grabbed his mouth. 

“We got it under control.”  The last ninja, Lloyd, the legendary Green ninja beamed. The woman shook her head, and smiled. 

“I was curious about the computer, do you know how to call from it?” Jay shoved Cole's hand away. 

“Yep, I got it and I can do any repairs if needed.” Nya giggles at her boyfriend and both then share a hug. 

“Nya.” 

“Well, Master Wu is calling me. Bye guys, and don't ya know.. .burn down the Monastery.” 

“When have we ever- oh yeah.” The boys groan at the fire ninja. 

“Seriously Kai, out of all us you're more prone to.” 

“I forgot, but-” He watches the Bounty taking off and turns back to his brothers. Cole smiled widely beside Jay, and Lloyd just started walking to the door. 

“Well, come on. We deserve a break.” Everyone gave gleams as soon they reached a room, with a massive TV and sofa. Cole went to grab snacks, Jay played with the cords for a second and plugs them in, and Kai and Lloyd were just guessing who would win the game. Cole swings the door open with his legs and places down bowls of chips, chocolates, popcorn, really anything that could be considered a snack. 

“Are you all ready for me to beat you all?” Kai gripped a controller. 

“Yeah, right Jay, I'm gonna be the one to beat you.” Suddenly the game started and Lloyd gave a knowing side smirk as he immediately began slamming buttons. 

“HEY!” 

“Should pay attention better!” Everyone quickly began moving buttons as a certain green character was taking the lead.  

They played for hours, eating, drinking, occasional breaks to use the restroom, but kept playing. 

“I WIN!” Kai jumped up as he proudly stood on the sofa. Jay eyed his controller. 

“Take that Lloyd!” 

“Good game, but we should get more snacks.” Cole looked at the empty bowls. 

“Yeah, I need to stretch my legs.” Lloyd yawns, popping his neck. 

“Alright, time for a break.” Kai giggled as he jumped off the couch. 

“Aww, but I was so close!” Jay frowned, and Kai gleamed. 

“Maybe next time, but my eyes hurt from staring.” 

“I just need more snacks and I can go again.” Jay looks over at Cole. 

“You're on, Cole!” Lloyd yawns again and Kai went up to him. 

“I'm gonna head to bed.” Kai nodded and the green ninja left the room, heads to the restroom. He uses the shower quickly and gets on his pjas. He then shivers through the hall till he makes it to his room. He curls up into the green blankets, and sighs as his hair was still wet. 

“Have to wait.” He muttered and went over to his closet. He dug around for a moment, digging up old swords, Gis, and he stopped for a second. 

A small black hood, with faded bone shapes and a number 5 in green. Lloyd lifts it and gives a slight gleam, folds it, and places it away. His eyes then see the pages of color and space. 

“There it is!” He scooped it right up, and silently curled up into his bed and pillows. 

He reads it till eventually his eyes close. And like that everyone was asleep. Kai in his room, with his fifty blankets, and Cole and Jay in the same room they played games in. Cole deep in slumber on the couch, and Jay in the chair, curled up like a burrito. 

“How long do you think they will sleep?” 

“Hopefully long enough for this.” 

*creek* 

The glass reflected their hood and their floating arrival. One looked down at Cole and Jay. 

“Now?” The bigger hood shook. 

“We must find their master's room.” 

“Huh?” The beings flew straight down to the back of the couch, where they heard springs move as the male sat up. 

“What was that?” His voice muffled with a hint of dryness. 

“Now?” The little being asks and suddenly Cole jumps over the sofa. 

“WHO ARE YOU!?” The two creatures flew up. 

“AAA!” They glance at a terrified  auburn-haired man. 

“COLE!” 

“GET THE OTHERS, JAY!” Jay shakes his head, and feels his legs stiffen upon seeing the two sets of red eyes. 

“KAI, LLOYD!” 

*SWOOSH* 

“AAAAAAAAA” 

Lloyd lifts himself right up. 

“JAY!” He jumps himself onto his feet and grabs the sword by his bed. 

“I'M COMING!” Lloyd watches Kai sprint before him and immediately clutches his sword. 

“IN HERE!” Kai slams the door right open and Lloyd rushes to his two friends, laying on the floor. 

“What happened?” Cole clenched his jaw, showing his teeth, and Lloyd watched as his eyes began to water. 

“Cole?” 

“COME BACK HERE YOU FUCKER!” Lloyd lifts his head at Kai's yelling and grips his sword. Jay stood up, though still with a little help from the chair. 

“That was weird, right?” He glances at a curled up Cole, who only stares up at him in tears. 

Lloyd brings his sword right to his face, and stares up at a bright purple ball. 

Cole shook as the blue ninja picked him up. 

“AAAAA!” 

“FUCK!” 

Jay listens to Lloyd and Kai's screams and shakes his head as two figures fly above him. 

“Sorry, Cole.” He places the pained man against the chair. 

“HEY!” The figures turn to Jay, which is when Jay notices something shiny in their hands. He jumps onto the sofa, and tucks his legs. 

“Bye” 

*snap* 

*Thud* 

Jay lifts his head from the floor and breathes out. 

“NOW THEY CAN TELEPORT!” He tugged at his eyelids. 

“Jay.” The man turned, where he only saw Cole's hand on the chair. Or what he hopes is him, because the hand was fully black and had pieces of ripped sofa stuck to the longing claws.  

[ask-spidersisters]

Movie Marathon Save

“You better not eat all the popcorn!”

Leo yelled back at his brother, seeing Mikey start to reach for the popcorn bowl from the corner of his eye. The youngest brother quickly jerked away from the bowl, crossing his arms and looking away as Leo turned to face him.

“How ‘bout he goes with you.”

Raph suggested as he walked into the living room area of their sewer lair, holding the large fishbowl-like helmet they stole from that weird magician guy calling himself ‘Mysterio’ the other day. It was filled to the brim with tortilla chips. Mikey brightened at the suggestion, hopping onto his feet.

“Yeah! I’ll go!”

Leo unsheathed one of his swords, holding it out in front of him with two hands.

“Okay, okay. Let’s go.”

Raph watched as Leo slashed at the air a couple of times before finally opening a portal big enough to fit through. He pounded one of his fist in the air in a declaration of victory and jumped in, with Mikey right on his heels as the portal winked out of existence behind them. He placed the fishbowl down, checking his phone again to re read the last interaction on the blog.

(…)that's Jace, stressed about something to do with dad, but we did just get him back yesterday.

His “big brother” senses, as his brothers called it, were tingling, despite the spider vigilante being around the same age as him. Athena had been worried sick about the situation with her missing father, and if her older brother was still stressed after he had gotten him back something was definitely not right.

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“I’m serious Thalia, where did you put it?”

Athena had to stop for a second before she turned back to face her sister, grabbing her face mask from her desk and putting it on to conceal her fangs.

“Athena you can’t go. Seeing you might make it worse.”

“Or it could make it better! He’ll see that I’m not dead! That I’m alive and fine!”

“I don’t think it will work like that.”

“Why not?!”

The sister’s debate came to a pause as a shining blue circle appeared on the ceiling of the room. A couple seconds later two turtles fell out of it, landing on top of one another with a loud thud between the sisters.

“Ow! Leo you’re crushing me!”

“Gah! That’s my ankle Mikey!”

It took a while for the brothers to untangle themselves, in which Athena and Thalia watched in silent confusion.

“Hey guys!”

Mikey finally addressed them, sitting upright on the ground and waving one of his hands rapidly as Leo clambered onto his feet.

“I see your portaling is improving. You landed in the right room this time.”

Athena commented imminently, Leo crossed his arms.

“Like you could do better!”

Thalia stifled a snort.

“What are you guys doing here?”

She asked.

“We’re having a movie marathon of Lu Jitsu! And Raph thought you guys could join us!”

Mikey explained, bouncing onto his feet as Leo nodded along.

“That’s nice but-“

“We’re in! Let’s go.”

Athena’s eyes widened as her younger sister grabbed her arm as Leo created another portal and shoved her in first.

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Mentions of @fog-weaver-of-nyc’s characters Jace and Sterling

[starrylothcat]

Starry!! Some questions, the world needs answers!

- if you were a jedi, what would your rank be?

- what color is your light saber?

- what's a food that always makes you happy? (Doesn't have to be your favorite)

- do you like forks or spoons better? Why?

Thank you!!

The word awaits with bated breath!

Oh boy, I’d hope I’d be at least a Jedi Knight! Haha.

My lightsaber would be light blue (def not my fav color or anything)

A food that always makes me happy…chips and salsa! Does that count as 2? 😅

Forks vs spoons, the ultimate debate. I think a fork is more versatile so I have to go with fork. That’s why the spork is the perfect utensil! 🍽️🍴

Thanks for the asks! 😍

[struttinevilshroom]

Shroom's Beach Trip

I wrote this whole post before but I accidentally deleted it so I won't be embellishing it as much because it was a long post. Anyway, this is just detailing my week and my little beach trip yesterday. This is kinda like a weekly check in type post.

Let's begin. I started driving this week. I got my learner's license way back in August but I never had the time to learn to drive until now because I'm on vacation so my grandpa has been teaching me to drive every morning. We go to this empty field with a dirt road surrounding it and it's actually perfect for learning the basic concepts of driving. There are long stretches of road for just driving and getting comfort, turns to learn how to turn, there's a part in the middle where I learnt how to change gears. It's perfect and there's even a long stretch before the main road which is good for learning how to break and I even learnt how to do a U turn. The only problem is that they're doing construction there so it's kinda scary but you gotta stay on your toes I guess.

I went to the mall too because for some reason, I wanted to buy gloves. I just thought it would be cool to have Driving gloves but it's not winter here so there wouldn't be a demand for gloves and I couldn't find any. It was the most unproductive shopping session I've ever had. The only thing I bought was a Monster. It was a white Monster and I think it's kinda overrated. I like Monster, it's good but the why does the white one get so much attention when Pipeline Punch and Pacific Punch is so good. If you want a sugar free one then the Blue Monster is always a better option. Anyway, it was fine but not as good as I expected it to be.

I recently started this thing called a commonplace book. I started it because I haven't been able to shut up about rhetoric and needing to learn rhetoric for debate and one of the best rhetorical devices are stories and quotes so my commonplace book has a lot of quotes and thoughts. I wrote a Kafka quote on the very first page too.

Finally, the actual beach trip. Me, my grandpa and my sister all went to the beach yesterday and I think I needed it. I love the beach and I go every time I have the time to. There was a point in my life where I went to the beach every week. I told myself that I would read in the car while driving there but before I could even open my book, before we even left town to get to the beach, I fell asleep.

When we finally stopped, we had fish and chips in this little restaurant tucked away from the main beach road. The locals were really pleasant actually. I'd see their serious demeanors and misjudge them completely because they'd always greet us and tell us to enjoy the meal. Man, I love beach folk. Anyway, we used to go to that place a lot back in the day, I was very familiar with that route because when both my grandparents were alive, they really liked to just explore little pockets of the beach left untouched by anyone except the locals. We found a lovely little pastry shop owned and elderly couple once which was a while ago yet I still remember it fondly. This little fish and chip shop where we were fine dining in this story was behind this empty parking lot and surrounded by Marijuana dispenseries which isn't very good because having stores selling similar products so close to one another is bad for business.

We then got ice cream and walked around on the beach. We always had this one franchise where we would get our ice cream because they had my favorite flavor ever and only sold it there. The thing is that it is a franchise but I've never seen any other branches outside of the specific beach road that I'm referring to. There are 3 belonging to the same franchise on the same road, on the exact same beach road. This is bad for business but as a customer, when one of them is out of my favorite flavor, I can go to another one. Anyway, here's my ice cream

It doesn't look too good in this photo but I promise it's the best flavor. It's Mars Bar flavor, I believe.

Then we walked on the beach and I took a few photos of the beach and by a few I mean exactly 2

Here they are. I don't actually take a lot of photos. I did take a photo of myself which I obviously won't share because it has my face but take my word for it when I say I had a killer outfit, I looked really contemplative.

That's it, that's my beach trip. I'll see you in the next one and I'm not sure when that will be. I'm gonna write about something near and dear to my heart next and then I'm going somewhere for the weekend. I'm not sure when I'll write that thing that is near and dear to me but it will be soon.

Thank you for reading and have a great rest of your day

[lilgruntsshane]

Week 6

Now that the storyboard has been completed, myself and aodhan can really step up and start completing final backgrounds. Aodhan has made a planner to keep us on track of what we are working on, so we don’t work the same thing and we can more clearly communicate between eachother when referring to shots by adding naming conventions and naming each shot individually. 

I completed colouring the establishing shot this week, colouring it, which will be a key that we can use as a reference for the rest of our backgrounds if we decide to colour them. I feel that the colour of the grid sky is still something that is up for debate which I will bring up to the group, as I’m not sure that the blue colour works as well as first thought. I also did the line art for the opening shot background, which has yet to be approved by the rest of the group as we are discussing framing, which blocked out the top of the door in the storyboard but which we feel is important to communicate that this is a pop up window door.

As a background artist it is very important for me to understand my role, what is expected of me, and the effect it has on other roles and the rest of the animation pipeline. As such I have researched more experienced background artists who have given their advice based on experience.

Whilst working on my layouts and this final coloured background, I have been researching the work of Devin Elle Kurtz who is one of my favourite background artists, apart from her personal work, she did the colouring for many backgrounds on the Netflix show Disenchantment. She gave advice on her youtube channel on the 2D animation Pipeline and how it relates to background art. These slides have given me an idea of what to expect from my role within the group, to better prepare me for what’s ahead.

I am trying to take all of these skills into consideration, in my work on this project, with the foreground middleground and background principle being the main one, but also structure/form and shape language in juxtaposing the trees with the birdcage, and using straighter lines for the cage as opposed to the  curved lines of the characters and foliage.

I do think my ability to visualise the final scene is something I need to work on and I have been trying to do that so far.

We aren’t using any parallax or panning shots in our animation, so much of this slide won’t be applicable to our project, but these are stages that I would usually have to go through in my work and considerations that I would have to make through communication with the story boarders and animatic department. 

I am only taking one black and white background to a finished painting, that is the establishing shot that can be used as an example of what the show would look like finished, and also a key to work from if we did decided to paint the rest.

We are also matching the style of an existing production I chose called Craig of the Creek which is a cartoon network show and have tried to match that painting style and line art style as I have detailed in other posts. 

For this project Aodhan and I will be performing all of these tasks, which is more typical of a small studio, where they can’t afford one person to have one task, and you will be expected to chip in in multiple areas. Whereas larger studios will have a layout artist for the black and white drawings and a background painter, and a compositor to put the layers together and carryout any panning or parallax movement etc, although we don’t need to worry about fully painting our backgrounds, we don’t have an allocated compositor yet, so we may do that ourselves, which shouldn’t be to hard are there are no planned pans or parallax in our animation.

I have been creating concepts that haven’t made it further than that, which is something that I’ll have to get used to. Regarding the style matching of the lineart, this is probably what I have tried to work on the most so far, and with aodhan, collaborating on this has been challenging and interesting and a new experience for me. I am also about to experience taking an assigned storyboard panel and trying to interpret that and turn it into a final background which is both challenging and exciting. I have a much better understanding of what roles I will have to carryout having watched this video, and the difference between a layout artist and a background painter, which I  obviously knew was a different role but had never had it broken down so much by someone in the industry.

10/03/23

[cannolicorgi]

fish eats a chip

it’s not perfect but it only took like 30 minutes??? and I swear most of it was mixing the background brightness, like the coloring and sketch was really short I’m so proud.

[bloodybreakupscene]

-> 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒.

robin arellano x reader

-> you and robin are best friends (ft. finney) !!

-> basically a bunch of random 😜 scenarios of (y/n) and robin, this was inspired by @/deadghosy's post ab robin so go check out their headcannons please 🙏‼️

you were supposed to be on your way home but you wanted to stop at the store close to your school for some snacks. you walked up and down the aisles and made your way to the 'chips' section near the back of the store. being so absorbed in the music that was blasting in your ears you didn't even notice robin walking towards you. annoyed of your ignorance, he tackled you causing you to drop most of the items you were carrying.

"HEY!!"

"ROBIN WHAT THE HELL!?" you screamed, headphones falling off your head and onto your shoulders.

"you didn't see me." he explained, getting off of you. he pulled you up by your arm and you picked up the stuff that lay on the ground.

"anyway, how are ya'?" robin asked, like he didn't just throw you into the ground with his body.

"nothing much really, other than the fact that you BROKE MY BACK." you argued, putting your headphones back on your head while walking towards the register. robin followed behind you and thought about rolling his eyes to your dramatization of the situation.

"whatever, give me some of the chips you got." he asked, well, demanded.

"hm, i'll think about it."

"please?"

"i guess. you can have one." you rolled your eyes and gave him one chip from the lays bag you had. he blinked at you and then at the one chip you had in your hand. he was so close to punching you in your arm but before that you laughed and gave him the whole bag.

"i'm joking, you looked so heartbroken."

"i was." he responded almost sassily.

—

you and robin sat at the lunch table together, not conversing but just relaxing in each other's presence while eating. you invited a girl from your english class to sit with you guys and she wondered why you two weren't talking to each other. she looked at you worriedly, and scooted next to you.

"are you and your boyfriend fighting?" she asked, concern lacing her voice, you almost choked on the sandwich you were eating.

"he's not my boyfriend." you gagged in disgust.

"i'm not?" he joked, holding his hand over his heart.

"oh." she said, embarrassed.

"you're fine, people say that all the time." you laughed.

—

you waited outside of the boy’s bathroom because robin needed to do something, you weren’t really sure but he sounded serious. you heard him talking with some other guy and wondered what was going on, standing up from your spot when you saw them walk out.

“you better tell me if they fuck with you again.”

the other boy nodded in response to robin’s request. he had curly brown hair and wore a blue shirt with a darker blue jacket over it. he stood stiffly beside robin while occasionally taking glances at you. also standing next to robin, you debated just walking away because of how uncomfortable he looked.

“oh, (y/n), this is finn. finn, (y/n).”

“hey.” you greeted, trying to sound nice as to not make finney more awkward.

“hi.” he answered quietly.

“well, uh, i’ll see you guys around.” finn said, walking away from the both of you.

“so you’re gonna replace me with him, huh.” you accused jokingly, walking away as well.

“huh—? of course not.” he rolled his eyes, throwing an arm over your shoulder.

“yeah you are, getting bored of me already?” you faked sniffled, rubbing at a nonexistent tear in your eye.

“don’t even.”

—

"here's the answers for the test you had to retake, i got a 100% so you can use it as a reference if you want," you said, handing him a sheet of paper. robin was sick for the past two days and unfortunately missed a math test the day he was gone.

he unfolded the math sheet and quickly skimmed through the paper, "DUDE. like actually thank you so much, this means a lot." he cheered, giving you a quick hug and kiss on the cheek. you laughed at the display of affection and wiped the kiss that was placed on the side of your face.

you didn't think much of it until robin put you in a headlock.

"HUH? WHY'D YOU DO THAT? DO YOU THINK I'M GROSS OR SOMETHING?"

"HOLY SHIT, DUDE CHILL OUT."

he let go of your head after a few minutes and watched as you attempted to adjust your clothes correctly. you both walked out of the library, the bright sun blinding the both of you.

"you're so weird actually." you punched his arm, causing him to shift to the side slightly. he did not let that slide and shoved you with his shoulder, causing you to do the same thing back, and vice versa. you got tired of it and threw your backpack at his head.

[divine17]

↳ RAIN OR SHINE | MASTERLIST

Request: “Would you write a blurb about Fez reacting to his girl asking him silly questions like 'would you still love you if i was a worm' and 'do you think I’m pretty' even tho they have been dating for a while. I feel like Fez would be so confused but sweet at the same time." - Anon

Word Count: 700ish

Warnings: Established relationship, weed, also pretty short lol

“Fez?” You ask, looking over at the ginger boy. He’s laid across his bed sort of ungracefully, legs stretched over the comforter, an arm hung over the floor. A joint rests between his fingers, and he lazily takes the occasional puff. “I have a question.”

“Mhm?” He mumbles, popping another chip into his mouth. You roll your eyes at him for talking with his mouth full, which makes him laugh. You’re high, probably a little too high, and sitting by the window in his bedroom. The sun is setting over the rooftops. People walk past every now and then, and the neighbor’s dog barks sometimes, but the breeze feels nice on your face.

“We’ve been together so long… Do you still think I’m pretty?”

As soon as the words leave your lips, his expression turns to one of confusion, mixed with a dash of surprise. He looks up at you through narrowed eyes and furrowed brows, knowing that you already know the answer. He tells you every damn day, and he'll tell you again.

“Baby, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. You know that.” He laughs, shaking his head. “Pretty don’t even begin to cover it. You gotta be some kind of divine shit, a Goddess or somethin’."

Fez looks over at you, baby blue eyes filled with a certain softness. He thinks for a moment, taking a draw from the joint, before finishing his thought. You shift in your seat, warm cheeks starting to turn pink from his words.

"And I don’t know why you chose me, but I’m not gonna complain ‘bout it, ‘cause I get all your beauty to myself. I love you too damn much.”

And just like that, your mind jumps to another question... One probably equally as dumb, or maybe even more so, but you can't help it. With that, the words leave your mind before you can even really process them.

“But would you still love me if I was a worm?”

Somehow, this question confuses him more than the last, if that were even possible. He sits up in the bed, feet against the floor, arms resting on his knees… Just staring at you. Or maybe the window, you aren’t sure, but you have to hold back a little giggle either way.

“A worm? Like…?” He makes a wiggling motion with his hand, a plume of smoke drifting from his fingers as he moves. All you can do is nod as you watch the boy. “Like, on the ground, crawlin’ and shit?”

“A worm, yeah. Like in a garden.”

He thinks for a minute, clearly debating whether or not to ask exactly how, in this alternate universe scenario, you managed to get turned into a worm, or why. After a moment, he decides not to ask. Some things were better left unsaid, and the inner workings of this worm hypothetical was probably one of them, with how high the two of you were right now.

“You know what? Yeah. Yeah, I’d get you a little pillow or somethin’, you could sit in the window. ‘n I’d get you the best, uh… Whatever worms eat. Prolly wouldn’t touch you, ‘cause that’s weird, you a worm, but I’d love you... Shit, I'd get you a lil garden too. Sunlight and all that."

You can't help but laugh and laugh some more, so much that your sides start to hurt and you feel yourself slipping off the chair. When you finally calm down, you stand, walking toward the boy you love so much. He leans back and grins when you sit on his lap, thighs crossed over his own.

"Wouldn't touch me, huh? Not even a little pat on the head?" You ask, grin spread across your cheeks. A smile pulls at his lips, and he gives in easily.

"Maybe a lil pat on the head, if you ask real nice."

Arms over his shoulders, you lean forward, planting a kiss on his cheek. He's soft and warm, and you feel yourself relaxing into him.

"You think I'd be a pretty worm?"

"I'on know anything 'bout worms, but I think you'd be the prettiest one out there, baby."

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heart has his heart | end.

Summary: (Y/N) Heart is chosen alongside her friends to attend Auradon Prep. Of course her friend Mal’s mom, Maleficent, has a much more sinister plan than the kids just attending Auradon. Will they be able to pull of stealing the wand or will (Y/N) find herself liking Auradon a bit too much?

Pairing: Ben x reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: none

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

“Somehow this seems like your coronation and not mine. Stop hogging all the limelight, punk.”

You laughed at Ben. You were riding alongside him in the carriage on its way to the Grand Cathedral for Ben’s official crowning as king. You weren’t shy to smile or wave at the random citizen that cheered for you. You had on your mother’s best crown from Wonderland.

“Be a better royal, loser.”

“… you look stunning, though. Honestly.”

“Thanks, Ben. You look good too. Blue’s really your color.”

Ben smiled and grabbed your hand. The look in his eyes made you want to melt but it was all fake. You pulled out a little box from a pocket in your outfit.

“I have this for you…for after the coronation.”

“Hmm? Oh this looks good… don’t think I can wait.”

You tried to reach out to stop him but Ben already took a bite of the pastry Mal made. You froze and watched Ben carefully.

“Do you, uh, feel any different?”

“I don’t know. Not really, let’s wait a few minutes for the anti-love potion to take effect.”

“Phew.” You sat back in your seat before springing back up. “You knew?!”

You smacked Ben’s arm as he laughed up a storm. “Since when?”

“The Enchanted Lake’s water washes away most spells… also chocolate chip cookies aren’t really your thing. I’ve never seen you make anything other than tarts.”

“You okay? Why didn’t say anything?”

Ben reached for your hand again.

“I felt some kind of way when the spell initially wore off but after your confession I realized this wasn’t you was it? You just kind of went with what the other VKs thought would work. I guess it’s just different on the Isle and you didn’t think it would work between us naturally, right?”

“I’m sorry. It shouldn’t have gone this far.”

“It’s behind us, now.”

The carriage stopped at the bottom of the steps to the Grand Cathedral. Ben nodded his head toward the entrance, signalling for you two to get out. Everyone in the cathedral watched as Fairy Godmother took the crown off of Beast’s head and placed it on Ben’s. She then unveiled the wand in its glass case. The other VKs looked at you. Now was when you were supposed to grab it. It was now or never. But you didn’t even have a chance to debate the rights or wrongs when Jane grabbed the wand.

“If you won’t make me pretty, I’ll just do it myself.” The wand’s power was clearly overwhelming her as it sparked and vibrated wildly..

“Way to go M, I knew we pushed her too far,” you muttered.

“Child, what are you doing?!” Fairy Godmother panicked.

“Shit, shit…okay, (Y/N), let’s do this,” you hyped yourself up and stepped up to Jane.

You ducked as the wand’s power pulled Jane to a hard left. You reached out and grabbed the wand. Wonderland had magic but you were by no means magical yourself. The wand was way too strong for you. It knocked you off your feet and a blast shot out from the wand landing who knew where. You stood back up clutching the wand, shaking, and kept it pointed to the floor to avoid any problems.

The other VKs ran to where you were, they looked at you to decide the next move.

“Let’s go,” Jay said.

“Heart?”

You looked at Ben. He had his hand stretched out for the wand. Behind him Belle, Beast, and Fairy Godmother were also reaching out.  

“I can see the gears grinding in your head punk, you don’t have to do whatever it is you think you have to do.”

“Our parents, especially my mom, is going to kill us if we don’t,” Mal said.

Tears formed at your eyes. “She’s not wrong.”

“What about Wonderland?” Ben stepped closer to you. “Your parents? You said they were different. You told me you guys weren’t really villains. And when did your mom ever let someone else dictate what she did in life?”

“It’s not about me and my family, Ben. I don’t think I have a choice.”

“Come on, (Y/N). I know you. I’ve seen the real you.”

You looked up at him and at the VKs next to you. “Is the real me even enough against a Jafar or a Maleficent? Our parents…”

“Can’t reach you here, we’re sure of that.” Ben cut you off. “You remember what you said to me at the lake?”

“Ha. Can we not bring that up.”

“No we have to. Because I didn’t get to tell you how I really feel. How unenchanted, plain Ben feels. Because this isn’t you either and I want my punk back. I want the girl I think I’m falling in love with back. The one who doesn’t put up with anything she doesn’t believe in. And I don’t think you believe in this.”

“Because I don’t,” you muttered. “We aren’t doing this, you guys.”

You looked at the other VKs.

“We don’t have to be villains. I never was one and I don’t intend to be now. Auradon makes me happy. And I know it’s made you happy too! I mean, Jay, stealing doesn’t make you happy. Tourney does. Carlos, hanging out with Dude makes you happy. Evie, designing makes you happy. Mal, magic makes you happy. And Ben makes me really happy. I’m choosing good, guys.”

“So am I,” they echoed back.

Ben hugged you and you gave out what was both a chuckle and a choked out sob. Your happy moment didn’t last very long because a crack of lightning separated you and Ben and Maleficent appeared.

“NO!” You and Mal yelled at the same time.

Guards tried to rush Maleficent but she blasted them and knocked them out cold. Beast roared and ran at her but he faced the same as the guards. No one else dared to try and grab her.

“Good job girls, now give me the wand.” Maleficent stuck her hand out for the wand.

You gripped it tighter. “No.”

“No? Come one, the wand! I will spell you if I must (Y/N).”

“I said no.”

Maleficent pointed her scepter at you. Mal ran to your side, she grabbed your hand holding the wand and pointed it towards her mother. Mal muttered some spell you didn’t know at the same time her mother’s scepter blasted out a green beam your way.

“Thanks, M.”

“No problem. I could see the crazy coming from a mile away.”

Maleficent huffed. “You brought this on yourself girls.”

You watched as smoke gathered around her and she turned into a dragon. Everyone cowered, including you and Mal.

“I forgot she could do that,” Carlos whisper yelled.

“Yeah… it’s a lot scarier up close,” Jay responded.

“No, I’m not doing this with you today Maleficent. You are to leave Auradon. You’re not getting this wand!”

You ducked as she breathed fire towards you.

How does she do it? You thought to yourself. This battle wasn’t one that you could win with Maleficent. You needed the Jabberwocky, but you had no clue how your Aunt called it to her side.

“Jabberwocky? Jabberwocky, I need you. Like now,” you whispered.

For a split second, you saw the Enchanted Lake. You were seeing through the Jabberwocky’s eyes and as soon as it took flight, you saw the Cathedral’s inside again. That must have been how it worked.

Moments later, you heard the roar of the Jabberwocky as it crashed through the Cathedral ceiling. The entrance could’ve been neater but you’d pay for the ceiling repairs later. You watched as the Jabberwocky and Maleficent fought. The Jabberwocky knocked Maleficent’s scepter out of her dragon claws. Maleficent retaliated by scratching at the Jabberwocky’s wings.

Mal grabbed the scepter and blasted her own mother. You watched as Maleficent shrunk from this huge dragon into a very small lizard.

“Oh my, what did I just do?” Mal looked at her mother and then at the scepter in her hand before quickly dropping the staff.

“Oh nothing terrible dear. You just shrunk her to the size of the love in her heart. That’s why she’s so… tiny.” Fairy Godmother approached.

The Jabberwocky fluttered down next to you. You could see his wing was torn. You pet its head gently.

“Oh baby, you did so well. I’m so sorry. Do you think he’s going to be okay?” You asked Fairy Godmother.

“May I?”

She pointed to her wand still in her hand. You gave it back to her and she fixed the tattered wing.

“Are you okay?” Ben came up to you and gave you a tight hug.

“Yeah. I’m fine. Sorry, this whole thing got out of hand.”

“That’s my fault, I shouldn’t have grabbed the wand,” Jane spoke up.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself, Jane. Mal and I did kind of plant those ideas in your head. You’re rocking exactly how you are, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

The Jabberwocky roared once more and then flew off through the hole in the ceiling, probably back to the Enchanted Lake.

“I’ll pay for that,” you said looking up at the ceiling.

Ben chuckled, looking up with you.

“Mmm hmm, yeah. Sure you will punk.”

Ben leaned in closer and this time you didn’t pull away. He kissed you, completely unspelled on his own free will. You kissed back, gentle and sweet. It was like it was just the two of you there.

“Was that your way of admitting I’m the hotter stepsister?”

“You just had to ruin the moment didn’t you? Yeah, I concede. You’re definitely the hottest.”

“Did you hear that, guys?” You addressed the VKs who were off to the side smiling. “He said it. I’m the hot one!”

Ben laughed before turning your head back to face him and kissed you again.

[emmyrosee]

EMMY YES UNCLE HCS ARE JUST AS GOOD AS DAD HC OMG U OPENED MY EYES TO A WHOLE NEW WORLD 🤯🥴🤩

Uncke Bokuto is just an absolute disaster, yes yes yes!!!!! He loves and care for baby Akaashi so much, but he also is teaching a clumsy toddler who just learned to walk how to do a cartwheel, and i bet it ended with both bokuto and baby girl akaashi having matching arm casts 😭😭

but you know what?!? it gets even worse for Keiji when he asks someone else to babysit. if uncle Bokuto is a chaotic disaster that leaves Keiji to immediately try to undo all the mess, uncle Konoha is much, much, much worse.

Konoha is an enabler. what baby girl wants baby girl gets. and sometimes she wants the most absurd things in the world because shes five!!! oh, and he will fight and bully others for her, teaching her how to get back at the mean kids and now Keiji is having a super awkward time at the PAT meetings.

but the worst of it all, is how he uses his babysitting hours to flirt. he takes Baby Akaashi to the park after reharsing with her what shes supposed to say to make him look good in front of the hot milfs pretty ladys, who all swoon over this very very charming man that is also so good with kids!! a caring & lovable uncle, really!!!

and then later that night Keiji is left to answer the most god-awful questions that formed in his sweet and innocence baby's mind, after she accidentally heard it (an unawared) uncle Konoha say it to one of the pretty ladies

oh. wait. i got carried away i'm sorry sjdheknshe

UNCLE KONOHA NEEDS TO MARRY ME LIKE. YESTERDAY-

Wait. Okay. Pause.

Bokuto and baby kaashi having matching casts is absolutely precious, Bokuto feels so bad about it because his poor little pseudo-niece got hurt because of him, and keiji wants to absolutely maul him with everything he has, but it’s hard to be full of rage when Mei comes up to him with a smile and eagerly asks him to sign her cast.

But uncle kONOHA??? MENACE.

It’s bad enough he cannot say no to Mei, honestly it’s his weakness. She’s got Keiji’s eyes and the cutest little curls, she was made to make Konoha cave, and she knows that.

Popsicles? Okay, one more. Baggie of chips? With dinner. Box of pocky? Only if she shares with him. And when Mei gets home and upchucks all of those treats, and she’s crying and whining because she doesn’t feel good, Keiji promises he’s never going to let Konoha even look at Mei again.

“No. I’m putting my foot down-“

“Babe, he’s free. And as crooked as it is, he does love her, and he’ll keep her safe.”

Except. Even that’s debatable.

Because Konoha knows his pseudo-niece is precious, and he knows that she catches the eye of every mom in the park. The way she eagerly tugs his hand to get to the swings, the pout she gives him to go down the slide with her, even the way her blue eyes glimmer with tears when she trips and falls in the wood chips, but giggles when he gives her a loud “KABOOM!” to make her feel better.

“You’re so good with her,” one of the mom’s coo when he sits down with Mei, her cheeks flushed as she gulps down a juice box. He can very clearly see her looking for a ring on his finger, and he knows he’s got this mom right where he wants her.

“Thanks,” he chuckles. He buries his nose in Mei’s hair affectionately, “mommy and daddy went to work today, huh munchkin?”

“Uh-huh!” She says to the nice lady, “n Uncle Ko takes care of me when they do!”

She’s definitely getting an ice cream cone for that.

“Well I’m so glad he does!” The mom coos, ruffling her dark hair, and all Konoha can do is pray Mei doesn’t tell her dad that a stranger touched her. Then, her gaze turns flirtatious back to Konoha, “is there an aunt who takes care of her as well?”

And the day goes on; Mei gets whatever ice cream she wants when the lady leaves, and she gets smothered in kisses for being such a good lil’ actress girl at the park, and a few hours later when an exhausted Keiji comes home, he smiles when Mei runs with open arms to her dad.

“Daddy! Daddy!” She squeals, giggling as Keiji lifts her up. “Uncle Ko’ took me to the park today!”

“Is that right?” He hums, kissing her cheek. Sharp blue eyes flick to the dirty blonde, “he better have used sunscreen.”

“No, it smells icky!” She says, pulling a face. Konoha blanched, and Keiji sterns his gaze. So much for keeping secrets. “Hey, squirt, maybe we should-“

“What else did you do today, Mei?”

“We met a nice lady at the park, ‘n uncle Ko bought her a’ ice cream ‘n she said she’d give him a number ‘n said that they should have a play date together- do you go on play dates, too, daddy?”

The vein in Keiji’s head pops out. Konoha swallows.

“Only with mommy,” he snarls. He sighs as he plants Mei back on her feet, “why don’t you go play in the living room, princess?” Eagerly, Mei runs into the living room, and Konoha gives Keiji a smile.

“So… I’m going to head out-“

“You got a woman’s number?” Keiji growls, and Konoha raises his hands in defense. “Hey, to be fair, I didn’t know she heard-“

“You used my child for flirting purposes?” He says with furrowed brows. “You pimped my baby out for a date?”

“Well when you say it like that-“

“You are so fuckin’ lucky my wife and kid like you,” he growls, shrugging off his coat. Then, he takes a deep breath to calm himself down, he doesn’t like fighting when Mei’s around. “I don’t have the energy for you, I have to talk to my child; and for the love of the gods, please reinforce the idea that talking to strangers is bad.”

Konoha grins and claps keiji on the back, “you got it bud. See you Friday?”

“If I don’t goddamned stroke before then.”

@meloomi WAKE UP BABE, NEW UNCLE HEAD CANONS DROPPED-