#I should have a tag for that maybe. In the meanwhile idk

[fragmentedblade]

I was reading yesterday about xiangqi and there was a mention about how the general is rather useless and even affects negatively your game at first, but ends up having a key role in setting up winning strategies towards the final stages, and it reminded me so much of Jing Yuan's role in the Xianzhou arc

[sovonight]

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[bruisedloverr]

i've started to play degrees of lewdity and i'm considering also reblogging stuff about it here because in no way i'm exposing i'm playing that game in my main

[adrealucia]

New Beginnings

Summary: After relocating to the picturesque town of Puerto Lobos in Mexico, you quickly realize that your car is in dire need of repair. With little knowledge of local mechanics, a friendly neighbor recommends you visit Diaz’s Garage, run by the talented Sean Diaz. Sean, a hardworking and kind-hearted mechanic, welcomes you warmly. As he works on your car, you strike up a conversation, discovering that Sean and his brother Daniel moved to Puerto Lobos a few years ago, seeking peace and a new beginning after a tumultuous past. Sean’s dedication to his work is evident as he skillfully repairs your car. Meanwhile, Daniel, now sixteen, balances school and helps out around the garage. He occasionally joins in the conversation, displaying his sharp wit and curiosity about your life and experiences. As the days pass, you find yourself drawn to the garage, not just for the impeccable car service, but for the genuine companionship you find with Sean and Daniel. You start to learn more about their past, their dreams, and the close-knit bond that holds them together. In return, you share your own stories, finding solace and understanding in their company. tags: post Blood Brothers ending, Sean Diaz x Reader, might contain smut in future chapters, lots of fluff, romantic fluff, overall just fucking wholesome, obviously mentions Daniel quite often, sfw in the beginning, maybe nsfw in the future idk

Chapter one

The dusty road leading to Puerto Lobos was bathed in the golden light of the late afternoon sun. As you navigated your car through the narrow streets, the vibrant colors of the town's buildings and the sound of distant waves crashing against the shore offered a warm welcome. You had moved to this small coastal town in Mexico seeking a fresh start, a place where the past could be left behind and new memories could be made. It wasn’t easy getting here, but it was all worth it in the end. Just the thought of your beautiful small house right at the beach makes you feel accomplished and happy all over again. 

But today, your thoughts were dominated by the sputtering sound coming from your car. To be completely fair your car had gone a long way, all the way down from Washington to here, Puerto Lobos. With a frustrated sigh, you pulled over to the side of the road, glancing at the smoke wafting from the hood. Well, this certainly didn’t take very long. You have been having these kinds of problems with your car for a whole while now, but it’s never been this bad before. A friendly local had mentioned a reliable mechanic in town—Diaz’s Garage. You checked the address scribbled on a piece of paper “Oh that’s actually not far at all” you whispered to yourself and set off on foot, hoping that the mechanic could work his magic.

The garage was a modest but bustling place, filled with the scent of oil and the clinking sounds of tools. Inside, a tall young man with dark hair and a focused expression was working on a vintage truck. He looked up as you approached, wiping his hands on a rag and offering a welcoming smile. At first, you do not notice it but giving a closer look you notice that he is missing an eye. You wonder what had happened to him? 

"Hey there," he greeted, his eyes kind yet weary. "Can I help you with something?"

Relieved that he did not start speaking Spanish you gave him a thankful smile and you explained your car trouble, he nodded, introducing himself as Sean Diaz. As he listened, you couldn't help but notice the way he moved with quiet confidence, every action precise and efficient. It was clear that this garage was not just his workplace but his sanctuary.

You led him to your car, and with a few deft movements, he began diagnosing the problem. "Looks like it’s going to need some work, but nothing I can’t handle," he said reassuringly. "Why don’t you come back in a couple of hours? I should have it running smoothly by then." You sigh internally, it’s not like you thought that he would fix your car on the spot but you also did not really make a plan on what to do now. For a second you look around noticing you only ever drive through this part of down and have never actually explored it. Maybe you could find a nice place to sit down and have some food? 

“Thank you so much, I would have been totally lost if your shop hadn’t been near.” Thankfully you smile up at him again. It’s so good to finally meet someone who is actually fluent in English, even though practicing your Spanish can be fun as well. Usually, when you try to talk to natives they look at you all smiley and kind and the next thing they are doing is getting out their phone to open up the translator app. It’s kind of hard practicing your language skills when no one actually wants to try to communicate with you. But you are learning, just not as fast as you expected to, and since you already had a few years of Spanish classes in school you know most of the basics. You look up at the mechanic again and tilt your head a little bit to the side. “Say.. is there a good place for food around here? …that I can obviously reach by foot, that is.” He nods enthusiastically and gives you a reassuring tilt of his lips, a very kind smile. “Yea, actually just around the corner there is a little restaurant, if you don’t know about it I am sure many people would miss it. But when we moved here first this woman saved our asses. She doesn’t speak much English but just tell her I said hi and I bet she will cook you something very nice.” This actually sounds very nice you think to yourself and reach out your hand to give him a polite handshake. “Okay well thank you for the recommendation and also for trying to fix my car.” He accepts your handshake and chuckles lightly. “No worries and oh this should be easy to fix, gimme like let’s say two and a half hours and you can come back to a nice and well-working car.” 

“Alright see you in two and a half hours then.” You wave your hand as you are saying goodbye to him and turn around to walk the other way. The streets of Puerto Lobos were alive with activity—children playing, street vendors selling vibrant fruits and handmade crafts, and the distant sound of a song coming from speakers out of one of these stores adding a festive backdrop to the scene. As you wandered, you felt the first inklings of belonging in this charming town. He told you that the little restaurant was just around the corner but honestly as much as you were looking for it you could not find it. Well, Mr. Diaz also mentioned that if you didn’t know that it’s there you would surely miss it. You knew about these types of Restaurants where it kind of almost looked like you would walk into somebody’s actual home, so you decided to try and look around as if you were a native to this city. Which in theory was easy, but actually doing it didn’t change the fact that you are in fact not a fucking native. Suddenly the smell of fresh herbs and spices caught your nose and you looked around trying to figure out where this smell came from. After looking around for a while you actually found a little house that grasped your interest. The door was wide open and from the outside, you could see a tiny woman cooking something up. “That must be it.” 

Okay, now it would be time to pray that this woman would also actually understand what you want from her. “Please please, school just pay out this once.” you form your hands into a little prayer position as you walk up to the door. 

“Hola.” You say stepping into the little restaurant. The woman looks up at you and goes back to whatever she was doing before. Okay… she definitely knows that you are not from around here, so now you gotta use your poor Spanish skills, your hands, and your feet. This is going to be fucking embarrassing. 

“¿Puedo conseguir algo de comer aquí?” (can I get something to eat?) You ask while trying to do your best at pantomime. “Well, Mr. Diaz said you wouldn’t understand any English but he told me to say hi to you.” you felt like a total idiot talking English to this woman who obviously has no clue what you are trying to tell her. Though, as you say the name Diaz her head perks up and suddenly a lot of words that you do not understand are leaving her mouth at the speed of light. At first, you are a little unsure if she is mad and seconds away from kicking you out, but then she gives you a big smile and gestures to you to sit down. “Friend? Sean Diaz?” She asks with a heavy accent but you have no problem understanding that one word and the name of the mechanic. “Ah, Sí…” you say and nod your head while sitting down on one of the tables. She continues to speak Spanish but she doesn’t even really seem like she is trying to talk to you, more like she is talking to herself, so you are also not really trying to answer her. 

It doesn’t even take her long before she places a beverage on your table and makes a gesture that shows you should wait some more. It is a hot day so you thank her enthusiastically and take one sip of the drink that immediately helps against your dry throat. You have absolutely no clue what’s in this drink but you couldn’t bother less, this was fucking good. 

A few more minutes passed and the lady set down three big ass plates in front of you. Oh, how are you supposed to finish all of that? 

You ate as much as you could and thanked the woman like five times because Sean Diaz was right. She is a hell of a good cook. In the end, you couldn’t finish all three plates and had a bunch of leftovers, however, you decided it might be nice to bring these leftovers with you back to the Diaz shop. That would be nice of you and totally not weird right? 

Now just how were you going to ask her for bags? 

It took some time but in the end, you just had to mention Sean’s name one more time, probably paid her way too much money and somehow you ended up with a bag and even more food. She put some dessert into the bag as well, even though you tried to stop her but honestly, you wouldn’t have wanted to put up a fight against this lady. 

 When you returned to the garage, the sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the floor. Sean was just finishing up with your car, and beside him stood a younger boy with a mischievous grin. He was animatedly talking about his day at school, and Sean listened with the patience and attention of someone who deeply cared.

"Hey, you’re back…just in time," Sean called out, noticing your approach. "This is my brother, Daniel."

Daniel turned to you, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Hi! Sean fixed your car already? He's really good at this stuff."

You smiled, introducing yourself and thanking Sean for his help. “You found the restaurant?” he asked, smiling sheepishly down at you. For a second you could feel yourself blush, but why? “Yea took me some time… also I hope this is not weird or anything but I brought you my leftovers plus additional dessert. This lady must really love you because as soon as I said your name she stuffed these cakes into the bag.” Daniels’s mouth opened wide as he walked towards you, eyes fixated on the bag. “Woah I love Mrs. Perez and this is so kind of you because you must know my brother is a horrible cook.” Sean laughed so loud and kind-heartedly it seemed to warm your insides. They really seem to be nice people. “Well, she knows I am a bad cook, that's why she filled up this whole bag.” his loud laughing swelled down to a little chuckle. “Well… that’s very kind of you… actually, I haven’t asked your name yet, have I?” 

You shake your head and give him a reassuring smile, you couldn’t care less right now if this man asked you for your name because he already fixed your car and he made sure you got a shit ton of very good food. “Oh, I am (Y/N)” You set the bag down on a nearby table and watch as Daniel immediately goes to grab it and rummages through the bag. “Oh look Sean, she gave us Tarta de Queso!” 

You and Sean both couldn’t help but laugh a little at Daniel, even though he looked around sixteen to seventeen he still seemed to be very excited when it came to dessert. “Well, Daniel I think it would only be nice to share some of this cake with (Y/N) since she is the one responsible for our dinner.” He pointed at the cake and then over to you. You wouldn’t have brought it up but you also couldn’t lie, you really wanted to try a piece of this really delicious-looking cake. Daniel sighed but chuckled a bit “That only seems fair.” 

“Now I am going to pack this piece of cake up for you and then we will let you go, I am sure you have somewhere to be.” Said Sean as he took the bag and left you and Daniel alone in the garage. You and Daniel made some polite small talk, mostly talking about past experiences with the lady - or Mrs. Perez as you learned - from the restaurant. 

Sean didn’t take long and came back to hand you your very own bag filled with some cake and also a few more pastries. He gave you a little wink and placed a finger to his lips, showing you to keep quiet probably because of Daniel. He also handed you the keys to your now-repaired car. "It should be as good as new. If you have any more trouble, just come by." “Thank you so so much, I wouldn’t know what I would have done without you today.” You sigh and grab your keys. “How much do I owe you for this?” You gesture to the car, knowing that you most definitely don’t have enough cash on you. Sean just chuckled and shook his head. “Ah don’t worry the first time is on the house… also you brought us this whole bag of food.” 

Your eyes widen in disbelief, on the house? Wow, these people really are kind. “Oh, this is…” You’re lost for words for a second. “This is really really kind of you thank you so much.” 

“Oh, don’t worry, I like to help people out. Now if you ever need something just let us know.” He said as you slowly got into your car, nodded, and smiled up big at him. You wave to him and Daniel goodbye as you gently drive out of the garage. 

As you drove away, you couldn’t help but feel a connection forming. In this new place, amidst the beauty and simplicity of Puerto Lobos, you had found not just a skilled mechanic but potential friends in Sean and Daniel Diaz. Little did you know, this encounter was just the beginning of a journey that would intertwine your lives in ways you could never have imagined. authors note: omg okay I am so fucking nervous to post this, but also kind of excited!! I have been meaning to write a fic for quite some time now and I am so so happy to continue this story. If you've made it this far tysm and ily <3 I hope you liked the first chapter of my new story :) I already published it on ao3 (this was so tough to figure out since I never uploaded it on ao3 before) and I am still debating whether or not to post it on Wattpad as well. Anyway even though I am working on this fic now my requests are still open! might take me some time to finish them now, but I am so happy to be a part of this community :) <333

[lazypanartist]

Having some more Stobotnik + child thoughts. Thanks, fandom!!

Also how should I tag this stuff? X child reader feels a bit wrong, but is technically correct? I've seen x platonic. Idk. Currently tagging with x child reader & simply "Stobotnik child", so follow that for more thoughts ig. Anyways.

Robotnik *can* cook, but he's a busy man. And Stone likes having you in the kitchen as a helper + taste tester.

Very experimental; even tho Ivo's very particular, he wants you to have a broad pallet.

Sometimes, Robotnik bakes. Pastries, even, because it's about precision. And he likes showing off. Also likes having you taste test, even if it's just for his ego. (And maybe he likes knowing he can make you happy idk)

Stone would 100% be a house husband if he wasn't contracted as a personal assistant. Man is 100% DEVOTED to Robotnik, and you by proxy. He doesn't mind cleaning, cooking, taking care of y'all, as long as he can stay close.

Meanwhile, Robotnik would be a house husband just so he could stay in the garage and invent. IF he wasn't already so devoted to fieldwork.

Neither is great with bedtime stories, but they both try. Stone wants you to have a normal-ish childhood, and Robotnik wants what's best for you. They review anything before they buy it, so it ends up being, like

Stone - "This one looks cute! Talking animals, life lessons."

Robotnik, flipping through it - "Childhood language development comes from hearing a wide, complex vocabulary. This is.. quite lacking."

Stone - "It says 'for beginner readers."

Robotnik - "Fine. We'll need something more complex just to read to them."

They can spend legit HOURS looking for something they both approve of. Not because anything's inappropriate, or because they disagree.

Robotnik's taking those parenting books and mommy blogs to HEART when it comes to your education.

Stone is there to ensure everything is still fun.

All I have for now. If y'all have requests lmk!!

[astrophileous]

Love Bugs (Pt. 04)

Pairing: Derek Mogran x Female Reader

Synopsis: You and Derek Morgan have an arrangement. At work, your relationship is strictly business. Under the sheets, it's all about pleasure. Nothing more, nothing less. Until, of course, your feelings start to get involved. Your situation is complicated enough without the unexpexted predicament that suddenly befalls upon you. But with a maniac serial killer on the loose, will you ever get the chance to make everything right?

Warning(s): kidnapping, stalker/psychopathic behaviors, reader is being held captive, curse words (? - idk if there are any in this part but just in case), violent use of knife, tell me if I miss anything xx

Word Count: 1900-ish

Tag(s): @camilaheroine

Author's Note: I KNOW it seems like the chapters are getting shorter and shorter but I promise you it's because these last two ones are essentially mood-setters for the next big, prominent parts in the series. Sooo hang in there and I promise you'll get some juicy stuff on the new part on Thursday ;) meanwhile, don't forget to LIKE+COMMENT+REBLOG to fuel me into making more chapters (especially if you reblog or comment 💞)

Love Bugs Masterlist / Criminal Minds Masterlist

Last night, Derek was finally able to sleep for the first time in what felt like an eternity.

He had lost count of the many nights he spent tossing and turning, reaching for his phone with the intention of calling your number just to fling the device across the room before his thumb could press the call button. He would trick himself into thinking that whatever he needed to say could wait until the next day at work, only to be tongue-tied any time both of your paths would cross.

Derek Morgan had always been a courageous man. He had even proven that he would gladly give his life to hold the hand of someone sitting on top of a bomb if it meant that person wouldn't leave this world alone.

But when it came to you, Derek was an utterly, foolishly, shameful piece of coward.

"Good morning, everyone." Hotch's greeting broke Derek out of his stupor. "Let's start the day, shall we?"

"(Y/N) isn't here yet," Emily spoke up from beside him. At the mention of your name, Derek's ears instantly perked up. "Should I call her?"

Hotch stared at the empty chair where you were supposed to sit, seemingly deep in his thoughts before answering, "It's alright, I'll catch her up later myself. Shall we begin?"

The first to present their findings were JJ and Emily.

"We found something interesting while talking to the second victim's roommate yesterday," JJ began. "Apparently, the victim had been seeing some guy for the past few weeks before she disappeared."

"Why wasn't this information in our files?" Hotch frowned.

"Because our victim only disclosed this once to one of her friends at school that we didn't get to interview the first time around," Emily answered. "The roommate only just found out after they bumped into each other a couple of weeks ago."

"That's good. It's definitely a start. Gather everything you know about the date and send the information to Garcia. Maybe she can give us a list of potential suspects from there," Hotch ordered.

"Already done." JJ nodded.

"Okay, next. Reid, did you--"

"Sir?"

The sound from the doorway interrupted Hotch before he could even begin to voice his question out loud. Every head in that room turned towards Penelope standing in the doorway, a panic-stricken expression decorating her usually cheery face.

"What's up, Garcia?" Hotch questioned.

"Another package just arrived, sir," she informed nervously. "It's our UnSub."

Hotch abruptly got up from his seat. "Did you get a chance to take a look at the video yet?"

"I-It's not a video tape, sir."

"What is it, Garcia?" Rossi asked.

"It's a flashdrive." She cleared her throat. "I, uh, did a routine check to make sure that it didn't contain any viruses. Not like it matters. I probably could still access the files if he had used the common accessible viruses in the market. Thankfully, though, there wasn't a single virus in it. Which, of course, made my job a whole lot easier--"

"Garcia," Hotch warned.

"Yes? Right, right. I'm sorry, sir. What I meant to say is that the flashdrive didn't have any kinds of virus." Garcia started playing with her fingers, a physical tell which Derek knew could only mean that she was feeling anxious. "But I think you guys should see this."

Everyone scrambled from their seats to follow Garcia out of the conference room. In the middle of the bullpen, a large projector had been set up, its large screen covering the vast area of one of the walls.

"Garcia," Hotch called in confusion. "You said that it wasn't a video tape."

"It's not, sir," Garcia choked out. Her glasses-rimmed eyes taking in the sight of the hunched figure on the screen, seated on a chair in what looked like an abandoned building similar to the one they found in the first video. "This is streaming live."

"What?" Emily muttered in shock.

"This is right now?" Hotch asked, to which Garcia answered with a series of rapid nods.

"He's finally chosen his next victim," Reid commented under his breath.

"Wait, look. She's waking up," JJ pointed out.

Every pair of eyes in the room watched as the figure started to stir. When she finally lifted her head, the entire universe seemed to stand still.

Somewhere in the room, Derek heard somebody gasp.

"No."

Derek shook his head in denial. His eyes blinking rapidly to clear the fog that had started to gather in his vision. For a second there, Derek had hoped that maybe he was just seeing things. Maybe the guilt he had continuously hoarded over the past few weeks had at last caught up to him, playing cruel tricks to his mind that made him believe he was seeing things that weren't real.

When he managed to open his eyes again, Derek realized that the scene in front of him was not the product of his overly heinous imagination.

Because the figure being tied down on the chair in that video was, in fact, you.

"That's... That's not--"

"That's (Y/N)," Reid uttered in disbelief, finishing the sentence that Derek couldn't get out due to the strangled air in his throat.

Derek's legs gave out underneath him. Before he could fall helplessly to the ground, the desk behind him caught most of his body weight, ensuring that he would stay standing despite the paralysis that had begun attacking his entire limbs.

His worst nightmare had just come true.

And Derek, for the first time in his life, finally knew what a pure, unadulterated terror felt like.

The insufferable pain was the first thing you registered when you opened your eyes.

Chronic migraines were a condition that had always run in your family. Your mother had them when she was alive. You started having them when you were in high school. At their worst, the migraines you had to endure were unbearable. They became insanely painful at times that you didn't even have the capacity to get out of bed.

But this headache was definitely worse. So much worse.

You blinked your eyes once, twice, three times in an attempt to clear the white threads in your vision. When your eyes had refocused enough for you to see without feeling like you were about to topple over, you began to take in your surroundings.

The room was humid and dark. The small ventilations to your right told you that the sun was already up, meaning that you were passed out all night long. With a few hours had passed since you were last conscious to the moment you woke up, there was no way to estimate the exact location to which your captor had taken you.

As your eyes swept over the large expanse of moldy dark concrete, they caught sight of a device being mounted on the wall.

A camera.

He was watching you.

The dread was quick to sink in your stomach. The camera meant that your captor had been watching your every move. And if he truly had, it was only a matter of time before he would pay a visit after learning that you had regained your consciousness.

As if he had been rummaging through your mind himself, you heard the sound of a metal door opening barely a few minutes later.

His presence reeked of atrocity. The sound of his heavy footsteps echoed to the background sound of malice, promising all things devilish to anyone who ever caught a wind of it. You watched him appear from the darkness. All black attire--complete with a black ski mask--to cover his true identity. But even with nearly his whole face hidden, the cruel promise in his eyes alone was enough to make you shiver in place.

"Good morning, Agent (Y/L/N). You were asleep a lot longer than I thought you'd be."

You unconsciously tugged at the restrains that bound you to the chair.

"I saw your message for me, Agent. Did you like my gift?"

"The video tape. That was you?"

His eyes crinkled in the corner as if he was elated at the idea of you receiving the so-called gift he had prepared.

"You liked it?" he almost purred. "I knew you would. I knew you were different from the others. I saw you up there and I just knew that you were the one I was looking for."

"Of course. Thank you so much for such a special gift."

You knew the profile had stated that the UnSub loved attention, meaning that he also seeked validation and compliance from his victims. Trying to fight him would only result in catastrophe. Especially after considering that the video tape he sent showed apparent signs of unpredictable devolving from his organized self. He was intelligent enough to know if you ever tried to trick him, so your best bet at that moment was to play along with his fantasy and hoped that it would give you additional time to figure out a more elaborated plan of action.

"You already know my name, but I still don't know yours. What should I call you?"

The UnSub pondered your curiosity in the silence. "You don't remember me?"

His question baffled you.

His reaction implied that you must have crossed paths with him, somewhere, somehow, during the weeks that had passed since the press conference.

That knowledge alone had dread stirring higher in your gut.

"I'm sorry." You quickly tried to rectify the situation. "It's dark in here, and you're wearing that mask. A-and my head, it's throbbing really bad. Kinda makes it difficult to see or recognize anything. Or anyone."

Thankfully, he seemed to find your excuse acceptable. "You can call me Darling."

"Darling?" You hid the instant repulsion in your voice at the nickname. "Is that really your name?"

Booming laughter filled the room, chilling your bones and activating every fight or flight response in your body. The mirth in his eyes caused you to feel as if you had just delivered the biggest joke of the century by asking him that last question.

"No, it's not my real name," he let out after seemingly pleased by your accidental jab in humor. "Darling is what we are to each other. You'll be my Darling and I'll be yours. Forever."

Forever.

You ignored how that one single word ignited a massive turbulence in your bloodstream.

"Is that why you took all of those women?" you asked cautiously. "You were looking for your Darling?"

"Yes. But let's not worry about that anymore. I've got you, now." He stalked over to you then, taking your chin between his fingers and forcing you to stare into his eyes. "None of the others are as worthy as you, Darling. We are going to have so much fun together."

You inwardly cringed while imagining what exactly the type of "fun" he might have meant.

"I have a surprise waiting for us to commemorate our first day together," he suddenly told you.

"A surprise? What kind of surprise?"

He reached around his back before pulling out a dagger that he began to twirl in his hand. The sharp point of its metallic blade blinded you as your captor moved around your tied up body, stalking at every angle as if you were a prey he wanted to shred to pieces.

Eventually, his steps halted behind the chair you were tied to, rooting you in place with one hand on your shoulder while the other pressed the tip of the dagger to your jaw.

"Smile at the camera, Darling," he whispered behind your ear. "We have an audience."

"What are you talking about?"

"Your team is watching," he informed between his dark snickers. "Let's make sure the show is worth their time, shall we?"

[mixelation]

i went into the itasaku tag and there's a lot of art of them with minato. (if you just went WTF WHY? it's because in the big favorite character poll that happened semi recently, they're the top 3 favorite characters.) anyway obviously i started to go "hmmm could that ship WORK though"

here is what i have so far

itachi and sakura accidentally time travel directly into the middle of the third shinobi war. this forces an unlikely team-up thing for survival.

i think itachi is so committed to his villain bit he would rather fuck himself over royally than team up with sakura. sakura is SLIGHTLY more likely to play nice but still needs dire circumstances as motivation. so maybe: they end up immediately in enemy territory with their konoha headband (sakura) and uchiha eyes (itachi) and become immediate targets. suddenly sakura is like "hey i need you to kill everyone" and instead of doing that itachi coughs up blood. she can point him at enemies though and he'll genjutsu them and that works great. like this

so sakura is like "okay i need your help as a more experienced ninja for my own survival" bc yeah sakura is a badass, but she's never had to go on the run before or fight more than a handful of ninja at once. meanwhile itachi is breathing better than he has in years after one (1) session with sakura and suddenly a temporary team up seems like a great idea. like yes he wants sasuke to kill him but in order for that to happen he needs to live long enough to un-time travel himself.

however. neither of them have any idea what's happening. they get into stupid nerd fights over details of historical events. they cite publications at each other. frequently it turns out both of them are wrong. they also argue over whether or not they should seek help from konoha

sakura: you don't have to TELL the uchiha you murder them all in the future???? just use your fancy eyes to legitimize being an uchiha so they believe us!

itachi: (silent internal emoting)

meanwhile jiraiya has picked up on the most INSANE rumors of a tsunade impersonator smashing forests and mountains and shit. she may or may not have an even worse orochimaru impersonator with her. jiraiya sends minato to investigate.

there's a lot of fanboy debate over if minato could beat itachi in a fight. and for the purposes of this fic, i'm going to say: yes, yes he can. and it's incredibly upsetting for both itachi AND sakura

minato, to sakura, while sitting on itachi: okay so if you ARE an impersonator, your tsunade costume is really bad

sakura: (TERRIFIED SILENT SCREAMING?)

minato: but your jutsu impersonation is pretty spot on.....?

minato: (looks down between his knees at itachi) did you do that with your..... sharingan....... mr. uchiha bastard?

itachi: (has never been more confused in his life. he's never lost a fight this bad. he assumed losing a fight this bad would mean he'd die. he's not confused about being called a bastard though. that just happens.)

then idk. maybe they tell minato they're time travelers and he takes them back to jiraiya. the mood is very "minato is strong and hot and friendly. this is both sakura and itachi's type they didn't know they had. but also. help."

jiraiya: hmmm well, this one's obviously an uchiha, but YOU need to prove you're really tsunade-hime's apprentice. tell me...... what are her measurements

sakura: (pulverizes a boulder with her bare fist) does that answer your question or should i demonstrate on something else ( :

jiraiya: wow it's a mini-tsunade no further questions!!!!

i think i want minato to be in the 18-19 range so it's right around the time of itachi's birth. they decide itachi and sakura shouldn't go to konoha to reduce time travel shenanigans, such as accidentally preventing their own births. it seems like itachi would especially be at risk for butterfly effecting himself

sakura: (thoughtful expression)

itachi: no.

sakura: i don't say anything!

minato: ???? aren't you allies?

sakura: inside joke :) don't worry about it :)

so minato ends up their konoha proxy. he goes and researches un-time traveling them and then shows up and acts.... really charming? like when minato tells you everything will be okay, you believe him. and he's SMART and HANDSOME and once SETTLES AN ARGUMENT OVER WHERE THE RICE COUNTRY CAPITAL, WHICH MOVES ON AVERAGE EVERY THREE MONTHS DURING THE WAR, CURRENTLY IS. he's not even condescending that they're both wrong. itachi keeps thinking about him wrestling him down into submission and he doesn't know why. sakura is rethinking her personal definition of "dreamy"

sakura after minato leaves: this is SO upsetting. he's not even my type. i like dark and brooding.

itachi: what

sakura: DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT

and theeeen...... maybe they both get so sexually frustrated over minato they have sex with each other, idk don't worry about it

[mamaestapa]

Offseason Romance

•pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

•series summary: Y/N Y/L/N moved to Cincinnati, Ohio for a new start. Move in day arrives and she discovers something terrible...the apartment complex gave her the wrong lease. Instead of living with who she originally was supposed to, she's now living with the hottest quarterback in the NFL, Joe Burrow. Y/N is stuck living in the same apartment with him for a year...which the two are not thrilled about. However, as time goes on, they realize that maybe this wasn't the worst thing that could happen to them. Will Y/N and Joe stay enemies, or will they find themselves falling in love?

•chapter summary: Off-season adventures shown off through an instagram photo dump

•word count: 1.1k

•warnings: thirsty comments, HEADBAND JOE!, mean fans, fluff, Joe is SO in love w you

series masterlist

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February-July 2023

February 11, 2023

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tagged: @yourusername

joeyb_9- Thanks for having us @fanatics

comments:

yourusername- such a fun day w you🤍

joeybfan- Idk how i feel about them, but i'll take the content

lahjay10_ - and they were roommates😮

burrowsbae- The matching Cartiers🥹

itsmemacee- The cutest❤️

yourusername- @lahjay10_ omg they were roommates

fanatics- Thanks for joining us Joe and Y/n!

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March 6, 2023

@yourusername Instagram story

story replies:

shiestysbae reposted story

shiestysbae- boys wearing those damn gray jeans 

y/njoestan reposted story

y/njoestan- THOUGHT THIS WAS THEIR BABY FOR A SECOND 

joeyb_9 reposted story

joeyb-9-❤️

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March 19, 2023

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yourusername- Wedding Szn🤍

comments:

itsmemacee- So glad I got to celebrate my big day with you two🥰

y/njoestan- MOM AND DAD pls say you're next

joshallen- It was great meeting you!

joeburrowismydaddy_9- i miss liv :(

bengals- Wedding szn>>>football szn

joeyb_9- @bengals Football szn>>>Wedding szn

samhubbard- Joe Burrow hates weddings

confirmed

robinburrow- Miss you two!❤️

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April 9, 2023

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cincybengalsupdates- Joe and Sam at the UFC fight with Bosa and others. Meanwhile their wives stayed back at the beach rental with some other Bengals WAGS! Good lookin group!

comments:

shiestysbae- JOSEPH STOP WITH THE GRAY JEANS😭 Y/n girl pls throw them away

bengals- Our faves!

yourusername- @shiestysbae- I've tried. Trust me.

cincybengalsupdates-UPDATE! Joe was just seen with a girl at an after party in Miami...and it's not Y/n😬

emhubbard- @cincybengalsupdates when it actually is her though😬 let's not make up rumors please and thanks!

cincybengalsupdates- @emhubbard Never tried to make any rumors! sources told me it was another girl

kaylabradshaw- Sources are clearly WRONG! Just met Joe and he was with Y/n...they're both so sweet!🥰

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April 23, 2023

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bengalsbabe- more of Joe at the LSU spring game💜💛

comments:

jb9lover- i am 99% sure him and Y/n broke up. she's posted and he hasn't liked her photos. plus, why isn't she there with him?

joeburrowfan- @jb9lover GOD I HOPE YOU'RE RIGHT

bengalsbabe- @jb9lover @joeburrowfan i actually really like Y/n!🥰 she makes joe happy and she's seems very sweet. i think instead of tearing her down for being with him, we should be hyping her up. you cant love joe and hate on his girlfriend just for being with him🤷‍♀️

yourusername- Love this pic! thank you for your kind words @bengalsbabe❤️

bengalsbabe- @yourusername of course queen🥰

susieevans- omg how cute!!

haleighbroucher- Y/n, pls give him a baby rn. we need dad Joe🥹

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April 24, 2023

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yourusername and itsmemacee- A little behind the scenes of our summer collection photoshoot✨

comments:

itsmemacee- So much fun!!

emhubbard- I cant wait for those sets in the second slide to be released!

joeyb_9- Proud bf moment. I miss you

erinandrews- Beautiful, ladies!😍

loganwilsonlb- Macee baby...you look gorgeous as always🥵❤️

bengalsbabe- this is why Y/n wasn't at the LSU game for anybody wondering😙

body_by_hollyyy- YESSSS!!🫶

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May 2, 2023

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bengals- Who wore it better?👀

comments:

yourusername- ME

shiestysbae- dammit. the GRAY JEANS😭 but Y/n fs

jb9lover- JOE😍

bakermayfield- JOE😍

itsmemacee- The only correct answer is Y/n

y/njoestan- she's wearing his necklace🥹

nfl- The king and queen of the North👑

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May 6, 2023

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joeyb_9- Stagecoach '23

comments:

joeburrowismydaddy_9- joe posting on instagram AND being social? that's a first. WE LOVE IT

evanmcpherson- COACH AT STAGECOACH!?

yourusername- still can't believe zac came with us

samhubbard- Best way to end the offseason!

lahjay10_- @samhubbard the fuck you mean? we still got like a month (i ain't showing up unless it's mandatory idc)

bengals- Stagecoach w coach😎

zactaylor- Thanks for having me! Made me feel like I was 25 all over again😂

lanalang- this is why the bengals are the best team in the nfl

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May 10, 2023

@yourusername Instagram story

story replies:

joeyb_9 reposted second slide:

joeyb_9- My girl

burrowupdates reposted story:

burrowupdates - Joe and Y/n are in Arizona for a quick vacation before OTA's! Y/n grew up around Phoenix so I assume that's why they are there.

y/njoestan reposted second slide:

y/njoestan- MOM AND DAD🥹❤️

yourmomsusername reposted story:

yourmomsusername- My baby girl!!! Cant wait to meet you Joseph!!!!🥳

May 11, 2023

@joeyb_9 Instagram story

story replies:

yourusername reposted story:

yourusername- 🤍🤍

jb9lover reposted story:

jb9lover- i take back anything i've ever said about their relationship. i'm so glad he's so active on social media now. thanks Y/n🫶

May 15, 2023

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joeburrowfan- Joe today🥵

comments:

joeyblova- HOLY SHIT😩

bengals- QB1 lookin' good😍

shiestyswifey- i just KNOW Y/n is going feral right now over these just like we are.

yourusername- @shiestyswifey Oh trust me, I am

joefan9- The king and queen of cincinnati definitely gettin' it on when he gets home👀

shiestysbae- @joefan9 EW😭 id rather not think about them getting nasty

joeburrowfan- @joefan9 @shiestysbae cincinnati? more like cincinNASTY

itsmemacee- Please tell me you're seeing these comments😂😂 @yourusername

yourusername- @itsmemacee Yep😂 showing Joe as we speak

shiestysbae- @yourusername NOOOO OMFG

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July 17, 2023

@yourusername Instagram story

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emhubbard reposted story:

emhubbard- Awww, Taylor's new bestie🐾

shiestysbae reposted story:

shiestysbae- what are the odds she chews up your gray jeans @joeyb_9

y/njoestan reposted story:

y/njoestan- she's adorable!! what's next, a baby?!👀

itsmemacee reposted story:

itsmemacee- brb crying. bean burrow🥹

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hi loves!!

doing a "double update" for all of you because i've been slacking with updates, so you all deserve this because of how patient you've been with me. i appreciate it so much🤍

but omg i had so much fun with chapter! these instagram chapters are always so fun to write. instead of writing just one moment or one vacation from yours and Joes off-season adventures, i decided to do a bunch of "posts" to show them all off :)

i hope you all enjoyed this chapter! the next chapter is full of surprises👀 (any guesses on what they could be?)

only three more left of this series ! i cant believe it.

thank you all so much for your love and support with this book. every like, reblog, comment and view means so much to me!🥰

tags: @jackharloww @ilovejoeburroww @dandelionwrites8 @ijustcrypretty @sinners-98-world @a-moment-captured @stainednailpolishremover @spooky-stoner @xoxokiaraaxoxo @kkrenae @hallecarey1 @jordyn14

[blitz0hno]

Why I'm Voting Inno Mikoto even tho He Definitely Did It

or should I say DID i-*🏏smacked*

TL;DR like many I do not believe a word John says, but I also don't think he has the entire truth. Meanwhile Mikoto's amnesia is near undoubtable. With two unreliable narrators and solid evidence of self-defense, I think we need more before declaring him guilty.

I'm here to be Mikoto's lawyer cuz John ily but you suck at it 😭

Now onto why I'm voting Inno:

Mikoto isn't lying when he says he doesn't remember murdering those people, at least not entirely. The memory is in his subconscious, but he can't even remember the faces of his victims because they were both so out of it.

I believe what we see in MeMe is safe to assume to be his first. The first mannequin smashed onscreen is this one:

That looks like a damn FNAF jumpscare lmao this tells me that his baseball hobby probably saved him from getting jumped at that train station, but it came at a heavy price.

That's where John comes in. To handle the feelings that undoubtedly came with taking a life and having to hide the evidence.

Generally in DID alter's memories fall into one of 3 categories (my observations of myself and other systems):

That event happened. These are all the details. I feel nothing about it.

That event happened and I remember everything I felt like it was seconds ago, but I couldn't tell you specifics

That event happened??

The latter two can safely be assigned to John and Bokukoto. The first one is what we're missing.

I saw someone point out how the train could symbolize that he can never go back (credit urself in the tags if u see this it was a good one) to before he killed.

That brings me to our final scene.

Remember how John split to handle the feelings of that stressor? The feeling of unsafety, pure adrenaline, and righteous anger at the attacker is a horrific thing, but once you experience it you change. In order for an alter to handle the reality of something, it must be accepted somehow. John's way of accepting it is not remembering their faces, only his expressions and actions. That's probably why he's so aggressive; constant fight-or-flight mode.

Mikoto (Bokukoto), like with whatever happened to him in early childhood to cause DID, is unable to accept these realities because doing so would shatter his world (it turns out constant fight-or-flight isn't great for your social life).

So about John's statement that he didn't know any of the victims even though he totally did, at least a little;

John is reading the room and there it is: unsafety, pure adrenaline, and righteous anger at the attacker. That's all he needs to feel to know that it's time to protect Mikoto.

That's not the face and mannerisms of a man who bashes skulls in for kicks. This shit was personal.

I can't tell if it's one or two victims in the second clip here, but I strongly believe they had something to do with his work. His subconscious is really harping on how much his boss got on him and how stressed it made him. Something happened that pushed them over the edge. You don't call your mom after you kill for fun (or maybe you do idk). You call your mom when you know you're fucked.

John initiated the second killing but I don't think he was the only one making a conscious decision. That said, I don't have enough details to condemn Mikoto to another unforgiven verdict.

So, where will we find that info? Well remember RGB Mikoto/Trikoto theory (kudos to whoever coined those too)? Well when I broke down the compartmentalization earlier I hinted that there's a strong chance that SOMEONE remembers every detail, but feels nothing and lays dormant.

Good old green Mikoto, the only one we haven't seen speak yet the one who's given us the most detail so far (via MeMe).

Even if not and Bokukoto remembers more than he's letting on/gets in contact with John, the crime itself isn't unforgivable beyond a shadow of a doubt yet even with multiple victims. His reasons are still cloudy.

Also I like him

[findafight]

Okay - not typically a fan of either ship, but the idea of Nancy being the gf that Steve and Robin share is hilarious to me for some reason? idk, I can just see Nancy tentatively agreeing to this and just being more and more baffled at the state of the relationship. Like, she’s not unhappy, but it’s just - she can’t really wrap her around it? It all seems so easy in a way that makes her wary and start second-guessing everything. Except therapy’s made her conscious of these kind of patterns and she’s trying to work out if this is what’s actually happening, or if she’s just getting in her head about it -

Meanwhile Steve and Robin are just vibing, debating over whether or not they should get matching tattoos (Robin wants them to get the same thing, like a little bird with a crown, or two halves of a matching set. Steve wants them to get something that alludes to an obscure inside reference, like each others’ middle names or something).

Whatever the state of affairs between the three of them, my headcanon is that Nancy is perpetually low-key baffled at Steve and Robin’s relationship. They do in fact have boundaries in their friendship, but they’re never where she expects them to be. Comments about Steve’s parents? Over the line. Robin following him into the bathroom and locking the door behind them so they can continue their argument? Apparently his only complaint is that they have to stop doing this at other people’s houses, Rob, people are gonna think we’re weird. They both react with over the top disgust at the idea of anyone suggesting that there’s anything romantic or sexual between them, but one time Robin was paranoid that she might have found a lump on her breast and called on *Steve* for a second opinion?

And like, with the best will in the world, she’s talked to Robin. Robin’s *very* intelligent. What do her and Steve have to talk about. To say nothing of all this stuff that Robin knows about Steve that Nancy had no clue about?

Omg. Yeah I could see this also being fueled by a desire to confuse the hell out of literally everyone (including herself) for Nancy. Like, she likes Steve and since they rekindled their relationship obviously Robin has been tagging along, and Nancy has realized that she isn't as annoying as she thought, especially when Steve's there to be a little comedy duo with her. And she's pretty so that's a bonus.

But Nancy's also bamboozled because sometimes Steve and Robin act more like an old married couple than her and Steve, who've actually been together for a while! Or her and Robin who do like to debate together! And I love her seeing herself start to maybe self sabotage and reigning that in, noticing that she's got a good thing here even if she herself doesn't understand that (and maybe stobin's general stobinness helps her realize that sometimes...things don't have to make sense to her) and working to make sure it stays good.

I think Robin and Steve's general tomfoolery dynamic would be a bit of a shock for Nancy, who Robin has pretty deep and mildly intellectual discussions with or Steve who talks about the future with such surety while staring up at the stars, and then they come together and immediately give each other raspberries on the cheek and giggle. The boundaries are incomprehensible to her. She knows they're there but she cannot figure out rhyme nor reason. Steve and Robin are pack bathroom trip people, but then Robin gets shy if Nancy wants to come along too. But they all make each other feel safe.

I suppose it could be really interesting and silly haha

[emometalhead]

@only-a-heartbeat-away left an open tag, so I'm taking advantage of that. Thanks, Harlow! 🖤

1. Do you make your bed?

Yes! I do it every day. It helps me feel productive, because at minimum I complete one task every day.

2. Favorite number?

23! There's lots of 2s and 3s in my life.

3. If you could go back to school, would you?

Maybe. I have been considering getting a Masters Degree for years, but I'm not sure I'll ever actually do it. I can't afford it right now, and I'm not sure I'll have the time later in life. If this means like go back in time to middle/high school, then the answer is absolutely not.

4. Can you parallel park?

I have literally never tried, so I'm going to say no. I drive a big vehicle lol. I think it would be too risky!

5. Do you think aliens are real?

Not really. It's one of those things where I'm not going to argue with someone about it, but it doesn't seem that likely to me. At least not like humanoid or intelligent lifeforms. Maybe there's like bacterias and things. Idk.

6. Can you drive a manual car?

No. Nor do I ever intend to learn. Driving is stressful enough as it is, and I've never even been inside of a manual vehicle.

7. Guilty pleasure?

I don't feel guilt regarding my interests.

8. Tattoos?

I do not have any, nor do I think I will ever get any. I am too afraid of needles and worried about the permanency.

9. Favorite color?

Pink!! 🩷

10. Favorite type of music?

Rock and metal! I'm not getting into subgenres for this lol.

11. Do you like puzzles?

I do!! Sometimes they hurt my wrists, so I can't work on them for long. I find them really enjoyable though!! My mom and I used to do puzzles all the time, and I think we should get back into that habit.

12. Any phobias?

Heights!! Elevators. Banana sl*gs.

13. Favorite childhood sport?

I very much did not participate in sports as a child lol.

14. Do you talk to yourself?

I do! Mostly in my head. Occasionally when I'm alone, I'll speak my thoughts out loud. Generally I just converse mentally though.

15. Tea or coffee?

Coffee. Only because I drink it more often though. It's actually really funny, because I hate the taste of coffee. I won't drink it unless it's practically the color of the creamer. Meanwhile I looooove black tea. I just don't drink it as frequently though.

16. First thing you wanted to be when you grew up?

Stay at home mom. Or a teacher.

17. What movies do you adore?

This is difficult!! There's a lot of movies I love, but I'm also more of a television person. Some movies that I watch like at least once a year are Mean Girls, Scooby Doo (2002), and The Boys in the Band (2020).

Tagging: @awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands @day-trippin-dreamer

[blackjackkent]

Followup conversation with Shadowheart, post-All-of-That-Nonsense.

"My parents. I saw them, spoke to them... and let them go. It's... it's more than I can take in just now. Give me a night, to try and get my head together."

OK, so not really a conversation, just a line, but still. Poor Shadowheart. :( Jennifer English does a tremendous job with these moments where Shadowheart's really conflicted or upset; she gets this little catch in her voice that makes me want to pick her (Shadowheart, that is, though maybe Jennifer English too, idk) up and take her somewhere safe where she won't have to make that sound anymore.

Hector feels really terrible about the whole business, and there are a lot of layers as to why.

a) Shadowheart is upset, and Shadowheart is his friend and sorta-kinda-protege(?) and does not deserve all the shit that Shar has put her through. b) Shadowheart has met and lost her parents simultaneously. Hector has never known his and can't decide if that's better or worse, because there was still something oddly compelling about the expression of pride that her father gave her before he died. c) Hector has met Shar in the "flesh", spoken to her directly - the precise manifestation of everything he was trained to fight against. (And meanwhile, his own goddess has never once spoken to him directly.) d) On some level, even though Shadowheart is free of the curse, this feels like Shar has won simply by the amount of pain she has caused Shadowheart. e) According to the dogma Hector was raised with, it should be considered a victory for Selune instead! She has two new martyrs! Shar's curse has been thwarted! But he can take no satisfaction in that because of what it did to his friend in the process.

Let's get the fuck out of here. Quick glance around the room first.

The only thing of major significance in here is the Mirror of Loss at the back of the room, which presumably was the mirror used to steal away Shadowheart's memories repeatedly:

Narrator: A huge, polished disc looms before you. A mirror - one used by the Sharrans to plunder memories from the minds of others.

"This feels familiar to me somehow. I'm sure I've stood before this mirror before... many times, perhaps..."

Interestingly, one of the options here is a Selunite-specific one to pray to the mirror. I'm not sure why anyone, least of all Hector, would think this would do anything positive, but sure, why not:

[SELUNE][RELIGION] Offer a prayer to the mirror.

We get disadvantage on this because Hector is Selunite, apparently, and it's a DC25 check.

LOL. I could try and spend inspiration on this but honestly this makes more sense under the circumstances.

Narrator: Your prayers fade away into the nothingness of the mirror, unacknowledged.

Sad Hector face! D:

OK, I am actually curious what happens if we succeed this, so backing up, casting Enhance Ability on Hector, and savescumming like crazy.

Narrator: You feel a presence, dark and ancient. It approves of your fealty.

OK, that's not the kind of prayer I thought Hector was offering based on the [SELUNITE] tag, lol. RELOAD.

We also have the option here to offer memories to the mirror; @zenjestrr tells me this would give us a +2 to any attribute, even going over the normal cap of 20. But Hector, obviously, is not going to touch that with a ten-foot pole.

I think we're done with this place. Let's GTFO.

[itzpris15634]

S O

Exams are coming up. Instead of studying, I wrote some silly thoughts I’ve had about my LPS humanizations. Because that’s more fun!

Disclaimer, these are just my personal perceptions of them- feel free to disagree on anything.

Oh, and. Since a couple of these mention their appearances, here’s a link to the post i made with their designs: https://www.tumblr.com/itzpris15634/735150326041247744/first-time-posting-on-this-account-here-we

Ready? Let’s go!

-First, let’s mention their sexualities. Sunil is pansexual, Zoe is bisexual, Pepper is also bisexual (with a preference for women), Penny is asexual and heteromantic, Vinnie is also bi (with a preference for men), Minka is aroace, and Russell is demisexual.

-All their colored hair is all natural. They just live in a world where human hair colors varies a whole lot more.

-Musical instruments? Ooh, yes! The ones that are most into music are Sunil, Penny, and Zoe. Zoe sings (pff, duh-) Sunil can play guitar- both electric and acoustic, but he prefers electric since it sounds cooler. Penny is learning piano. As for the others? Vinnie did drumming back in high school (he and Sunil would even play together sometimes) but he doesn’t as much now. Minka likes the smaller, portable instruments- idk how to describe it, lol. The stuff like triangles, maracas, tambourines… Meanwhile Pepper and Russell just aren’t into playing music that much, but will cheer the others on.

-Russell’s canines are a little sharper and longer than normal. The others like to joke that he’s a vampire because of it.

-Penny has a collection of stuffed animals. Her favorite is a blue-purple panda (which is literally just the actual panda Penny Ling from the show lol-)

-Minka has a fascination for bugs. Going out and observing them, collecting them, studying them- girly just finds bugs interesting.

-Contrasting with Sunil- he has a big big fear of bugs. And Pepper loves to exploit that fear. Most of the time its just playful scares involving plastic bug toys. Or pretending a bug is on his neck or something. While to her, his reactions are funny, he doesn’t think the same.

-In terms of money, Zoe is the most well off among everyone. Her parents are super rich and have spoiled her throughout life. So she does the same to her friends. She’ll just buy them extravagant, expensive gifts out of nowhere. Of course, everyone is friends with her beyond that, but it’s a neat little bonus.

-Pepper is super particular about smell. She owns several different perfumes, colognes, deodorants, sanitizers… Which one she picks depends on her mood for the day.

-Oh hey, more Pepper. When she gets nervous, she’ll sweat. A lot. Kinda adds onto the previous headcanon listing; she’ll use all this stuff to hide the odor. Sometimes she’ll go overboard though, and mix up different clashing scents together. so it becomes kinda strong and overwhelming.

-Vinnie can be super indecisive. Say for example, going to a restaurant. If he’s already been there many times before and already knows his favorite, then perfect! He’ll just go with that. But when it comes to new places… oh boy. He’ll take frickin’ forever to decide. So he’ll usually tag someone along to pick for him in cases like that (usually Sunil). He’ll probably end up liking it anyway.

-Minka wears crocs, right? And you can put lil jibbitz on crocs, right? Well, each jibbit on her crocs represents each of her friends- a banana for herself, a book for russell, a sparkly magic wand for Sunil, the same flower Pepper wears on her suspenders, a bow for Penny, a microphone for Zoe, and the same gecko foot print on Vinnie’s jacket.

Aaaaaand that’s about all I’ve got for now! Should I do more? Maybe even with more characters. Blythe? The other (humanized) pets? Do tell.

[missmagooglie]

As much as I am looking forward to the teased 3rd Wheel Eddie plotline we might be getting in season 8, what I really want is a completely reciprocal "Buck and Eddie Can’t Be Normal About Each Other" plot with Tommy stuck in the middle.

Like, Tommy is a healthy and well adjusted adult who looks at Buck and Eddie and goes "these two have a pre-existing dynamic that I am not always going to be part of, and that's OK."

Meanwhile, he and Buck are trying to plan a date, and Eddie’s like "ooh! I've been meaning to try that place! Mind if I tag along?" And Buck and Tommy are like "yeah, sure. It's just dinner, it's not like he’s inviting himself to bed with us afterwards" (unless.... 👀) which is how Buck and Tommy's 3 month anniversary dinner becomes Buck and Tommy and Eddie trying a new restaurant together.

But it's not one sided, because BUCK can't be normal about his boyfriend and his.... Eddie being friends, either. Tommy and Eddie have all these shared interests, but Buck keeps inviting himself along like "You guys are watching a fight together? I can bring beer!" And Tommy and Eddie are like "Sure, Buck. We'd love to have you watch with us. No, we totally don't mind pausing mid-hit to explain the rules of UFC fighting to you" and "we'd never want to exclude you! You're our boyfriend and best friend respectively!"

And, idk, maybe there's like a team hangout and Buck and Eddie wander away from the conversation for a moment to get another round, leaving Tommy with Chim and Hen, who give him the old "so......... how are things with Buck?" And Tommy's like "Great! Evan's great! And it's been cool getting to know Eddie, too. I just think maybe I should be doing a better job of getting to know them both... separately?" And Chim and Hen laugh and are like, "yeah, they don't come that way" "they're like those rescue dogs with bonded pair - do not separate written in bold on their profiles" "these models are not sold separately"

[mcytersroleplayinghomoeroticsex]

Title: I'm a Dad!

Rating: General Audiences

Category:M/M

Fandom(s): HermitcraftSMP

Relationships: Mumbo Jumbo/Grian/GoodTimesWithScar

Characters: Original Charachters, Mumbo Jumbo, Grian, GoodTimesWithScar

Additional Tags: kidfic, fluff, insecurities, idk what othe tags to add, beta'd by the Author, Stella Goodtimes

Languages: English

Wordcount: 1,149 words

Summary: Mumbo's insecure about the fact that he's not Stella's biological father

Author's notes: Still new to writing, whatdya think?

Mumbo was currently feeding Stella, but she was not cooperating, pushing away the spoon he was guiding towards her mouth. "No Stella, you have to eat this," Stella made a look of disgust at the spoon, before flailing her arms, accidentally knocking the spoon out of Mumbo's hands.

Mumbo sighed, meanwhile, Stella started giggling and babbling at this. "Welp, let's try this again," Mumbo took another spoon and scooped some of the food in her bowl, "Here comes the aeroplane," Mumbo once again guided the spoon to her mouth, and this time, she opened her mouth, eating the food he gave her.

While he was feeding her, a voice talked in his mind. "Why are you taking care of her?" It asked. "She's not even your daughter". Mumbo ignored that thought and finished feeding Stella. Once he was done, he grabbed the spoons and bowl and placed them in the sink. After wiping the mess on Stella, getting a giggle out of her, he lifted her out of her highchair and carried her to her room.

Entering the room, he placed her on the ground, her already crawling around and picking up a few toys to play with. At the doorway, Mumbo smiled at her before closing the door, checking the baby cam on his phone before looking at the time, it read 5:15 pm.

"Huh, I guess I should start on dinner, maybe some steak with roasted veggies on the side, extra veggies for me," Mumbo thought. He then went into the pantry to get some ingredients, potatoes, carrots, onions...

As he was grabbing the ingredients, Mumbo's thoughts wandered off to the voice in his head. Logically he shouldn't be hearing it out but while he was preparing the vegetables, it called to him.

"Why should you take care of that kid, it's not even your child," It said,

"But she is my child," Mumbo replied

"But your not even her dad, you're just someone her parents keep to take care of her,"

"I am not!" Mumbo said out loud, before blushing and looking around making sure no one heard him.

The voice kept pestering him. The voice tells him that she'll stop calling him dad once she finds out he's not related to her, even saying that she'll hate him once she finds out.

All of this is going on as he lays the chopped veggies on a few baking trays, seasoning them and putting them in the oven. Going to the stovetop, he set a pan and added some butter, thyme and minced onion before laying down one of the now-defrosted steaks.

At least with having to pay attention to the steaks, he didn't have to hear his thoughts for a while. The first steak was for Grian, he cooked it rare as Grian liked it while the other was cooked medium rare, for Scar's palate. Mumbo meanwhile doesn't really eat meat, as ironic that was given that he's a vampire. While he's fine with drinking blood, he's not too keen on eating meat. (except maybe his husb-)

He quickly checked the baby cam, seeing as Stella's fine he continued what he was previously doing. As he was finishing Scar's steak, he heard the doorbell ring, a set of keys jingling before the door opened. "We're home!" Mumbo heard Scar call out. He can hear them taking off their shoes, Grian going up the stairs, while Scar walked towards the kitchen.

Mumbo quickly placed the steaks on their plates, grabbing a pair of oven mitts and grabbed the trays of vegetables out of the oven. Scar then came into the kitchen.

"Ooh, what's cooking?"

Scar asked while Mumbo was scooping the vegetables into the plates, placing extra in his, he answers Scar,

"Oh, just some steak and roasted vegetables,"

"Sounds delicious" Scar replied.

Grian came down from upstairs, seeming to have changed into some sweats and his red jumper.

"Oh I'm starving, can we eat now?"

Grian asked. Mumbo chuckled, placing down the plates on the dinner table, "Of course!" Mumbo said as he placed gave them a knife and fork. Scar sat beside him and Mumbo sat opposite of Scar, the three of them digging into the meal.

While they were eating, Grian noticed that Mumbo seemed a bit anxious about something, wanting to know what was making him feel that way, he asked,

"So, Mumbo, you seem a bit uneasy, what's wrong?".

Mumbo was about to put a piece of potato in his mouth before he stopped after he heard Grian's question.

"Uhh" Mumbo looked at the clock, it telling that it was 6:50 pm "Oh, it's almost time for Stella to have dinner, I-I'll bring her here in just a moment, I'll be right back," Mumbo said before quickly going to her room.

Grian looked at Mumbo run past him, before he turned towards Scar, him noticing the eyes on him before looking up. "Can you go ask him what's wrong please?" Grian asked Scar, him placing the utensils on his plate before getting up towards Stella's room. Grian sighed, appetite now lost, before also deciding to silently follow Scar.

Mumbo was currently with Stella, sitting next to her, watching her play. While he did say he was going to bring her to the kitchen, he's actually just wanting to hide from answering Grian's question, not wanting to do it now.

He then heard a knock on the door before Scar entered. Stella, noticing Scar, started crawling towards him, babbling nonsense. Scar picked her up into his arms.

"See, that kid doesn't even want to be with you, she just wants to be with her actual parents" Mumbo frowned at that, and looked away from Scar. Scar noticed his shift in demeanour, "Mumbo, what's wrong?"

Mumbo, no longer able to hold what's bothering him much longer, then told him everything, that he's been having intrusive thoughts about him not being Stella's father because they're both not related, that she'll hate him once she finds out, and that they're just using him as her caretaker.

Grian was just outside of Stella's room, eavesdropping on the conversation. At that, he went into the room,

"Mumbo, we're not using you, and you're also still her father, even if you both aren't related.

Mumbo was about to reply when Stella started to make grabby hands at Mumbo, babbling something. Scar lowered her to the ground as she crawled towards Mumbo.

"Ma-bo"

"I think she's trying to say her first words!" said Mumbo

"Mam-bo"

"Mumbo?"

"Mam-bo!"

"Mumbo!"

Stella giggled

"Her first word was Mumbo!" Mumbo said, excitedly.

"Welp, Looks like we know who's gonna be the favourite" Grian said, in mock dismay

"Aww not fair!" Scar said, in mock upset.

"See Mumbo, ya don't have to worry about her hating you, she's already taken a liking to you," Grian said,

"I guess you're right," said Mumbo.

[lemonduckisnowawake]

So a while back @floorbacon0621 was talking about a hallmark movie where a woman body hijacked a rich lady but then realized all she wanted was family for Christmas.

Cue @emarynn going "eh, sounds boring" and me going "WELL CHALLENGE ACCEPTED."

The below is the result, transcribed (copy/pasted) from Discord because I realized I wanted it somewhere I could find before it got buried (it's already been buried actually) from all our chatter....which means I need a new tag for my personal writing stuff. BUT ANYWAY

Woman- gets isekaid into rich lady ML - rich guy whom rich lady is engaged to Rich lady - gets isekaid into woman

Plot: rich lady sees this sad and hectic ADHD family that is just NOT managing holidays well and is giving stress upon stress to each other and is like "all right, imma straighten you all out cause i'm a doctor" and actually starts helping the woman's family cope. Woman's family is like "woah, daughter, college in the city really has changed you. maybe this was a good idea after all." Meanwhile, woman is not at ALL happy to be in rich lady's body and is annoyed with rich guy who is doing his uttermost to scare off rich lady to break off the engagement, but woman isn't gonna do that cause this isn't her life - and rich guy is confused cause it was about to succeed, so what the heck? Woman wasn't really looking forward to the holidays cause her family is SO chaotic and it drives her nuts, and she guesses that this is a great way to escape but…they were expecting her and she still LOVES them, so she's gonna check. Unfortunately, before she can do anything, she's pulled into rich people christmas stuff with rich guy as her confused date. She finds all the bluster and pomp way too annoying and almost worse than her family's chaos but, again, not her life so she doesn't say anything. She likes the food thought, but everything is so fake that it just pricks at her even more until she can't take it and just….leaves the party at one point to hide.

Rich guy comes after her and they have an emotional moment or idk, which now confuses HER cause where was the rude guy? To which he admits he was trying to break up the engagement cause there's someone he loves who is not as wealthy and thought the best way was to act mean. To which the woman, in utter bafflement, is like, "Dude. It's a free country. Just…..break it off? You're over the age? Is there like any formal contract?" "Uh…no" "??????????? Then why don't you just break it off?" "They'll disown me. I don't have any job experience!" "??? Are you serious? You're in training to be the CEO? And you have a college degree? Just….use that to get a job???" "Oh…." "Uh huh." Anyway, cue woman accidentally making things better without even meaning to in her comedic shenanigans to just CALL HOME and see how everyone's doing, interspersed with cuts from rich girl who is having a blast organizing everything but thinks she should probably find a way to get back to her body cause being an heiress is great.

Anyway, blah blah blah, magic of Christmas, switcheroo goes back to normal after they meet and tell them all the happenstances ("you broke off my engagement?" "NO! He broke off his engagement with YOU! I didn't say I'd accept or anything! And you actually made my family functional?" "Yeah, being a psych and med student is great" "…..i hate rich people" ":DDD") End movie