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Fizzarolli x reader | black lace

chapter three ; glitter

When you first got the phone call from Ozzie's, you hadn't expected it. And you definitely weren't expecting the one to call you to actually be Fizzarolli. You told your manager at Loo Loo Land that you had to go home early because of an 'emergency'. He didn't care, so you left early anyway.

With the fact that you were going to be ON STAGE, NEXT TO FIZZ, you had to make sure that you looked good. Your hair was done up, makeup on point, and your outfit was sexy. Even if you were going to be changed into something else for the stage, you wanted to make sure that Fizz saw you in the hottest state you could possibly be in.

Your phone screen lit up, and you saw the text glowing on the lock screen.

[ UNKNOWN NUMBER ] :

— It's fizz. You here yet?

Your heart skipped a beat, and your excitement returned. He texted you. Fizzarolli fucking texted you!

You smile, bringing the phone up to your face and typed back,

TO: [ UNKNOWN NUMBER ]

— at the doors

The bright blue sign buzzed above you, shining the name of the man held responsible for the club. When you walked inside, it was loud. Glasses clinked together, demons and imps chat at their tables, and even some music was playing overhead. Your steps were timid, yet, there was a way that you held yourself, that still made you look confident.

Your gaze skipped across the room, until it landed right on Fizz. He was looking around the room, eyes curious. You came to realize that . . he didn't know what you looked like.

How the hell was he supposed to find you?

This left some ideas running through your mind, but you figured playing it cool would be best. As much as you wanted to run up to him, and tackle him to the floor in kisses, it wasn't ideal. He'd probably kick your ass out as fast as he could.

You put on the most confident smirk you can, and walked up to him with ease. Using a finger, you tap on his shoulder and hold back the excitement growing in the pit of your stomach. "How were you supposed to know who to look for, if you don't know what I look like~?" You tease, leaning over to his shoulder.

He turned around, first glancing to what touched his shoulder. After finding out it was a hand— his eyes quickly followed up your arm, and to your face, eyes widening. "Oh- - shit." He stumbled back one step, and while being wide eyed, checked you out. "You're the one I called in?"

You nod. The smile wasn't able to hold back any longer, and breaks through your little confidence act. He nods, giving you another look up and down. "Good choice on my end. You're gonna be getting us lots of attention tonight."

If you could have, you'd faint. You held yourself together, though, and laughed instead. "That 'a good thing?" You tease.

He smirks a bit, hand on his hip. "Oh yeah. Kid, I'm almost sorry I tossed out your application."

Shit. You weren't sure if you should feel flattered, or kind of mad about that. You shrug instead, thinking of a better comeback. "I am too."

He eases into a weaker smile, and nudges you to follow him. "So, what the hell are you doing working at Loo Loo Land? I went through your resume again tonight after fishing it out of the garbage, and . . yeah. Y'know, I'm still looking for the fucker that burned that place down."

You walk beside him, noticing as he picks up the pace through some of the crowd. The clientele was staring at you both.

He really didn't have to rub it in your face that he clearly didn't want to pick you for the job tonight. However, it was done, and he did. So that's all that mattered now.

"Oh, that place. Uh, I'm actually the tech for . . your robot double. Apparently the managers over there worked pretty fast to get the place back up and running. It was under construction for a while." It was almost embarrassing to admit it to him, but working on his double might come off as weird. You wished you could take it back, but it was too late.

Fizz almost tripped, catching your eye and frowning with a hint of concern. "What?" A short laugh breaks through his words, "So, you've got the experience with me, then, huh?" He snickers.

You decide to laugh along with him and nod. "I guess you could say that."

"Great, I'm sure you're already sick of seeing my face, then." He rolls his eyes playfully, and pushes open a door to the employee rooms for you. You sneak past him under his arm, and smile. "Pshh . . only a little bit." The smirk from over your shoulder caused him to tilt his head to the side and smile back. "I figured."

He guides you down the hallway, up to a room with his name on it. You glance it over once before he steps inside, nudging for you to follow. The door shuts behind you, and you take a quick look around. Different outfits, props, ash trays, and other objects, lay around the room in an organized fashion. It smells like cologne, and smoke.

You absolutely adore it.

"So, here's the deal." Fizzarolli snaps his fingers, and it brings you out of the trance you've been in. "You're going to be my show girl! I'm gonna throw flaming arrows at you, and you're going to do your best to not get hit."

Suddenly, your eyes widen a bit. "Really-?"

"It'll be a piece of cake, doll. Don't worry." His hand waves you off, arm ribbed and bending freely. Fizz turns his back to you, and digs through a cardboard box situated on the floor. You watch nervously as he pulls out an outfit similar to his. Except . . it was a two piece. You'd be sporting his colorful stripes, only it was a tight fitting, two piece, that showed lots of skin. Hot.

"Change into that, and you'll be good to go." He shoves it into your hands. When you felt his fingers touch yours, you ignore all the worry and focus on him instead.

"Okay, cool. Should I find a bathroom or—"

"This is a dressing room, honey. You're gonna have to get used to demons staring at your ass. I'm not looking, don't worry." You catch him rolling his eyes, facing away from you to work on something else.

'Wish you were.' You think to yourself.

You idle there for a quick moment, and bite your bottom lip. "Okay."

Stepping back a few feet, you look around in the darkness of the corner, and slip off your bottoms, holding up the new outfit you'd been chosen to wear. "So, aren't we supposed to practice the act or whatever?" You ask, slipping into the new cheeky shorts. You pull them up and over your hips, and button the high waist.

"Yeah, scratch that." Fizz looks himself over in the mirror, catching your gaze for a split second. Noticing your eyes, he looks away again. "Too many people got here early tonight. I wasn't expecting that to happen. You must be a bad luck charm."

That made something sink in the pit of your stomach, but you brush it off as just a joke. "Nah, I'm the best damn good luck charm you'll ever get." You smirk at his reflection in the mirror and begin to take your top off.

He shrugs, looking away again. "Call yourself what you want, I guess. At least you're doing good for my robot double. I mean, I've heard he's been in some pretty good shape now."

You smile to yourself, slipping the new uniform top on. It was a bit snug, but that was fine. You fix any wrinkles it had, and smooth out the material. "He's still pretty glitchy, I can't even lie." You look up from the shirt, and gaze at him through your sight in the mirror. "Allot of demons really like it though." Your shoulder shrugs. You meet him at the vanity, hanging your previous clothe pieces over a chair, and stand beside him in the mirror to look over your makeup, and of course, check out the new outfit on you.

Fizz watches curiously.

"Allot of them like my doubles, too. I make more money selling those things, than what Loo Loo Land makes." Fizz crosses his arms cross his chest. Having him watch you fix up your makeup felt weird, but in a good way. Part of you was still in total disbelief that this was even happening right now. And getting used to it would be an A-okay thing from now on.

"Freaks that they are. Robots can't be hot." He shakes his head through a little snort.

You turn to look at him, leaning a bit closer to his side. "They can when they look like you." Your smirk catches him off guard. Fizzarolli's eyes widen a bit, and he looks at you with a stiffened back. "I guess you're right. I am pretty hot." He relaxes, waving a hand to back up his statement.

Hot was a total understatement.

"I mean, you're not wrong." You look down at the counter of his vanity, and smile to yourself.

He was so much better in person. RoboFizz was nothing compared to him. The real deal.

"You can say that again, sweetheart." He chuckles to himself, turning his sight away from you, and back into the mirror. You'd gladly repeat it if you really had to.

You smile to yourself instead.

Fizzarolli takes a small container of glitter off of the vanity counter, and looks it over. "Here, slap some of this on. We gotta make you look stage ready." His finger dips in the dish, covering it in colors of silver and gold.

You turn to face him and he holds up a hand, the one free of makeup grabs your face, claws closing tight around your jaw. His other hand, fingers dipped with glitter, nears your eyes.

You hold as still as physically possible. Trying to settle the jittered breathing was the hardest part- - your pulse would easily give it away, if he could feel it, that you were flipping your shit over him.

"I thought I already was." You tease, snorting some laughter. He swipes a few fingers across your face and places the sparkling shimmer where he figured would look good. "Well yeah, but on stage you need to really glow." Fizz shrugs a shoulder. "Now hold still."

"Okay." You speak softly.

Concentration on his face, you blink innocently up at him as he puts a little force into the design on your skin. You gently closed your eyes as his hand travels up to your eyes. Swiping some glitter over your eyelids, he then dusts it on your cheekbones, and exposed chest, with one of the vanity makeup brushes.

"Alright, kid." He steps back, narrowing an eye with thought as you turn to look at yourself in the mirror. It was cute, and he was definitely right; it made your face pop allot more. You nod, smiling at him. "Cutee."

Fizzarolli nods, flicking his tail from behind. "Now, going over some things on your application . ." He shifts his view to the papers that had been sitting on the countertop. Your own gaze travels over to it.

There may have been a few little lies on that. Yes, you've had the experience of working at Loo Loo Land, and yeah, you helped out on stage before over there. But you've never done anything extravagant; like, have flaming arrows fly at you. You just really wanted the job.

"Mhm?" You look over his shoulder and catch his gaze again.

"Where else have you worked that's in the dancing industry?" He asks.

Thinking back, it had been a while, but you did have some stripping experience as one of your first jobs in hell. You needed some quick cash, and that was your answer.

"I worked for someone a while back in the lust ring. He owned a club." You shuffle back and try to forget the thoughts. "Uh, I did some private dancing there for a while."

Fizz must have noticed the discomfort in the features before pressing on, because you saw the way his face cringed for a brief moment. "Great! So, you can do pole tricks, right?"

You weren't exactly a master at it- - but it was easy enough for you to do again. A year long experience with it in the past, you'd be able to do it again without getting too many bruises this time.

"Yeah! Totally." You smile.

"Great, that's all we need." He pushes the papers back into the trashcan underneath the counter, and you watch them flutter down. Shifting your attention back to Fizz, he steps away from your side, and places his hands on his hips. "So, I'm gonna have you on the pole, and you're going to dance. When I shoot the arrows, you're going to dodge them. Easy enough, right?" He grins a bit. You nod. "Sure."

"Maybe I tell some jokes in between sessions, but whatever the audience wants more of." His hand rolls while talking, and you earn more interest. "Usually, they just want the sexy stuff."

You tilt your head to the side in interest. "Do you have any jokes written down?"

He stops at that question, and turns to you curiously. "Some . ." With brows slightly scrunched together, he gives what seems to be an uneasy smile. Maybe it was suspicion?

"You care about my jokes?"

You offer him a softer smile in turn, laughing lightly. Of course you cared about his jokes. Him starting our small as a little boy in the circus industry was what really caught your attention all of those years ago.

Just an IMP trying to make it. And he did.

"Well, yeah. They're the best part of your acts." It was all true, and you clearly meant it.

Fizzarolli nods silently, slowly. Just as he was to speak up again, there was a knock on the door. You turn your head and he slouches. "What is it?"

A little demon pops his head in, looking around the room. He spots you, then Fizz, and cringes. "Shit, sorry, am I interrupting something?"

You slowly turn to look at Fizz and catch his expression. It was neutral.

"No. What do you need?"

"Ozzie wanted me to wish you good luck. He said he's sorry about not being able to preform tonight, but there's another group coming out later to sing." The man steps in the doorway now, hands holding a clipboard.

Fizz nods along, thinking back. "What group?"

"It's Verosika Mayday. The audience is pretty excited about it." He says. Then, two eyes land on you, and smirk. "So, is this your new side piece?"

Oh shit. You really are working with the big boys now. You finally fucking made it! It took some time, but you're here! Now, all you have to do, is just stay calm, and don't get in the way, and—

"No." Fizz scrunches his face at the man. "Y/N's here for a one night stand-in. I needed someone to cover for Ozzie's act tonight."

The mood ended fast, and suddenly, your body shattered in your step.

That's all you were to him? Just . . a stand-in. oh.

"Sure . . well, I'll leave you to it, then!" The demon laughs, nudging Fizz in the arm, before turning on his heel and making his exit out the door. Fizz slams the door shut behind him, and rolls his eyes, turning back to you.

It was more than obvious that Fizzarolli didn't like the guy— or, well, demon. He lets out an irritable sigh and steps around your idling frame in the middle of the dressing room.

"Hey, sweetheart,"

You snap back to reality and turn to face him. "Yeah?"

"Let's get this show on the road."

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moon-alight · 8 months

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how do you think andteam would react to you being injured? thanks

Of course, Sorry for the wait 😘 (As you can see, I also changed the layout of everything. Hope nobody minds)

General Masterlist

&Team Masterlist

&Team Reaction to their s/o being injured

Warnings: Fluff, bit of angst, mild description of injuries

Word Count: 2042

-K

You were busy inside the kitchen of the dorms, ready to cook something nice for your sweet and hardworking boyfriend. He was out late with the members to prepare for a comeback which you didn't mind, you were used to his strange work hours by now.

With some music in the background, your hips swaying on 'Sorry' from Justin Bieber and an apple in your hand which you were peeling because you would make a small fruit salad as dessert, you felt happy. That is, until a sharp pain in your palm distracted you.

Looking down at the blood your heart dropped, not because you were hurt from accidentally cutting yourself, but because you knew your boyfriend. You went to hold the cut underneath the streaming water from the tap when the door opened and loud noise filled the room.

You heard Harua and Maki laugh about something Taki had said as they were all taking off their shoes before entering. Two strong arms wrapped around you from behind and warmth enveloped you. Kei obviously felt your body tensing against his own and frowned.

"Baby? What have you done?" He asked when he saw the cut in your palm.

"It's nothing, I was just being dumb." He took your hand in his and gently rubbed the back of your hand with his thumb.

"What am I gonna do with you?" He asked more to himself than to you.

"Kiss it better?" You asked to which he laughed and went to kiss your palm better.

-Fuma

Stressing over stupid little things was not unusual for you. Of course you'd be overreacting over something that had absolutely no impact on your life but you also did not want your new coworkers to think you were an idiot.

You had just had your first day at your new job and because you wanted to make a good impression, you might've accidentally knocked against the printer. The machine was okay but you ended up with a sprained ankle due to the fall.

Nobody laughed and instead two very sweet women helped you but you were embarrassed. Of course, nothing beats the fact that you had to somehow explain to your very caring boyfriend what had happened.

When you limped inside the dorms, he immediately could tell something was awfully wrong even though you tried to hide it.

"Honey?" Fuma asked and watched you make your way towards the couch slowly. "How was your first day at your new workplace?"

"Great! Amazing! Couldn't be better." You finally sat down and let out a sigh of relief because your ankle could finally rest.

"Hm." Fuma hummed and sat down next to you. "And now I want the truth, please."

"Alright, I fell, nothing too bad, just a sprained ankle."

"Well, you won't be walking the next few days." You stared at him with a deadpan look in your eyes. "What? You need to give it time to heal."

-Nicholas

He watched you walk towards the garbage can underneath the bookshelf inside his room and he also watched as you bend down to throw away some paper, came up and accidentally knocked your head straight against the wood of said shelf.

His first intention was to laugh it off because truth be told, it did look funny but when he saw the way you were obviously trying to hide how much it hurt you yet the tears bottled up in your eye, he knew it was not funny for you.

"Princess/Prince?" He asked carefully, getting up from his bed and walking over to you. "Are you okay?" You tried to hard not to cry because it would be very pathetic of you, but when the first tear fell, he coed at you and wrapped you up in a hug.

"It's okay." He whispered against your hair as he rubbed your head gently where you had hit the shelf. "My little clumsy duck--"

"Not funny." You muttered against him.

"I'm not laughing, princess/prince." Nicholas stated but couldn't help and smile. "I just need you to be a bit more careful next time." He cupped your cheeks in his hands and kissed your forehead. "Or your pretty little head might fall off one day."

-EJ

Sure when you were asked to help move the couch in the dorm, you agreed in a heart beat, mostly because it was your boyfriend who asked. The boys had a clear vision and it made a lot of sense in your head too.

The couch was too far in the front, they wanted to move it against the wall and had to move both the couch and the closet to do so. You had one hand on the back rest of the couch while the other rested on the armrest. When Yuma gave you the sign, you pushed forward with EJ and Jo.

When the couch hit the wall brutally because of the force you all had, one of your precious fingers got stuck between the couch and the wall which made you help before pulling it back. You looked down at the bleeding nail but were relieved it wasn't much worse.

"Oh my God!" Jo shrieked when he saw the slightest bit of blood. "I am so sorry!"

"You didn't do anything." You told him to which EJ chuckled and walked over to you. He took your hand in his to check the wound.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"No, it did when it got stuck but it's fine now." You assured him, which was the truth.

"I will still get it desinfected just in case." EJ muttered and dragged you towards the kitchen even though you said you didn't need it.

-Yuma

You were not a big fan of PE, especially when it was running but you decided to keep your own pace and it should be fine. Well, it was fine for about fourty minutes until you had to do sprints. Your friends were all just as annoyed as you were but you had to do it.

So, when you began to run and your foot got stuck underneath a treebranch, since you were outside for your tests, you fell to the ground. For a second you were disoriented, not sure what had happened but then you saw the branch behind you and it made sense.

"Are you okay?" Yuma asked, appearing by your side immediately. He took your hands gently and pulled you up from the ground. Your knees were hurt the most as they had caught your fall and unfortunately, you scraped them open.

"Yuma, how about you bring them to the school nurse?" Your teacher asked your boyfriend who immediately agreed and went to grab your bag. You walked with him inside the school as he held your hand tightly.

"I'm proud you didn't laugh." You commented to which he gasped dramatically.

"Why would I laugh? You are hurt!"

"Remember that time I knocked my head against the glass door because I thought it was open and you ended up wheezing?"

"That was different!" Yuma tried to defend himself. "You were laughing too! I would've never laughed if you were actually hurt. I love you too much for that."

"Can you repeat that, please?"

"Repeat what?"

-Jo

He really did not mean to, but it kind of just happened and he completely knocked himself up because of it. See, you two were just playing basketball -- for as much as you were able to play -- because Jo was obviously much better.

He had scored once more and picked up the ball. He told you it was your turn and thought you were paying attention so he threw it into your direction and accidentally hit your face. Now, it did not hurt too bad but the moment he saw your bleeding nose, he was panicking.

"I'm so, so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you! I would never do something like that on purpose--"

"Jo!"

"I swear! I am so so sorry! Please, yell if you want but don't leave me--"

"Jo! Listen to me, you dork!" He shut up once you actually raised your voice. You had to, he wouldn't listen otherwise so, you chuckled at him and continued in a softer tone. "My nose was already bleeding before you hit me with that ball."

"What? But, does it hurt? Why would your nose start bleeding?"

"It does that sometimes when the temperature drastically changes. I mean, it has been warm the previous months and today it is surprisingly chilly. Stop worrying."

"I'm still very sorry." Jo said and wrapped his arms around you tightly.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, believe me."

-Harua (I wonder what would happen if I forgot him XD)

The upcoming exams had you completely stressed. You wanted nothing more than to run away from all the trouble and spare yourself even more overthinking but you couldn't.

When you were stressed, you did a bunch of stupid and out-of-the ordinary stuff like accidentally snapping at your boyfriend who only tried to help.

You couldn't help but feel guilty so you arrived at the dorms to make it up to him. It was already dark and it had been raining outside. You quickly took your shoes off and walked down the hallway to the living room where you heard the tv. He sat on the couch alone.

You walked over, your foot accidentally slipped in a small puddle that someone had created and you fell to the ground. Harua was startled and looked over to see you. He frowned to himself in confusion.

"I wanted to apologize for snapping but I guess Karma was quick to punish my actions." You said with a groan. Harua stood up and walked over to you, he squatted down next to you.

"That puddle was Nicholas when he dropped his wet coat earlier." He told you and stroked a hand through your hair. "Apology accepted." He helped you stand up. "Are you hurt?"

"No, I'm fine." You assured him to which he nodded and made you sit next to him on the couch.

-Taki

He was teaching you some dance moves from their new coreography because you wanted him to. Taki had surprisingly much patience when it came to you and even supported you even though you knew you sucked. He was just glad he got to share this with you.

You had a small break and opened your waterbottle to take a sip as you explained something that had happened at school that day. Your free hand was moving along to punctuate your points when you accidentally hit it against the wall.

At first glance it didn't look that painful and Taki had chuckled at your clumsiness but when he saw your scraped knuckles and the blood, he stopped and turned serious immediately.

"Does it hurt?"

"Not much, just a slight sting."

"You have to be more careful." He told you and took your hand in his. "I cannot wrap you in bubblewrap but if I have to I might wrap everything around you."

"Hey! I'm not that bad!"

"Honestly, y/n, I think you might be worse."

-Maki

Maki was always supportive, even when you were going absolutely crazy. He loved dogs more than anything and luckily for him, so did you but when you got close to this beautiful little homeless chihuahua to pet him, he knew it was a bad idea.

You should've known that chihuahuas weren't going to warn you before biting but you were still surprised when he bit your finger. You yelped and stepped away from the dog to which you heard Maki sigh.

"Do not comment on it!" You warned him to which he chuckled. "I know I was stupid, I do not need a lecture."

"You know what? I would tell you 'I told you so' if I didn't love you so much." Maki said to which you smiled. "Regardless of that. . . I told you so." Your smile disappeared to which he laughed.

"Yeah, well, laugh about my misery! I might be in pain!" You complained to which he cooed at you.

"I'm sorry, I'll get you ice cream to cheer you up."

"Sounds good to me!"

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maguro13-2 · 23 days

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Gajeel : Since those guys are gone. Where are we going to hire a new one?

Touka : Hello, I'm here for the audition.

Gajeel : [To Touka] Ah great. Welcome, how are you feeling?

Touka : [To Gajeel] Feeling well.

Gajeel :[To Touka] You sure that I can trust a person who isn't a b*tch?

Juvia : [to Touka] I'm on to you, buddy. *Makes eye to eye contact*

Gajeel : [To Touka] So...Did you think that I needed someone like you that I trust the most. We still have our gig today since the original manga ended.

Touka : [To All] Here. Try these, they're magically delicious.

Gajeel : I'll try one...

Juvia : [To Touka] Wait a second...I smell something fishy going on, you want to controll us like one of your b*tches, so no means no! After The manga ended you wanted to do something for us all, so that you wanted to take over the world! I know why, you just wanted to make Natsu jealous over Lucy and then you had to play a cute innocent girl, you're a bad girl and you're in for hurl. That's why I decided to call the local authories to clean up your act.

Touka : [To Juvia] Oh who am I kidding? Fine! You wanna show what a bad girl can do? I'm shocked that I have a persona of being a cute girl, but I'm actually an evil mastermind who wanted to bring nothing but tyranny and violation!

Juvia : [To Touka] Or else what you lying sack of garbage? What are you going to do, take over the guild and become like a puppet on a strings in terms of "Mind Manipulation"?

Touka : [To Juvia] Gladly you asked for it. Oh I am making everyone like puppet on a strings and of course, I would be getting away with for the next 100 years. *Snaps finger like Switch click*

Juvia : Ha! You're doing the love language. That trick will not work on me. I am brain proof for--

Gajeel : HEEEEEELP!!! WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME!?! WE'RE BEING MIND RAPED!

Levy : My head! It hurts!

Juvia : [To Gajeel and Levy] Guys? What's the deal, you two? It sounds like that your minds are being--RAPED!?!

[Vitrification Fire by Michiru Yamane]

*the guild yelling in pain while being mind raped*

Juvia : Ehh, what's going on here?

Lisanna : My mind! My memories! Someone help!

Gajeel : I knew hiring someone was bad idea! It wasn't like this since the end of the original FT!

Juvia : This is new character thing from Mashima wasn't part of the deal!

Lisanna : GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!

Juvia : [To Touka] You monster! I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR THIS!!! I knew that you were that bad and I can't trust a manipulative whining b*tch you really think that you're a "cutesy wutesy" girl! But you're not, pal! And I have recorded everything to the police! It's over for you, villainous she-witch!

Touka : Oh-ho-ho! Now you're talking, you have been talking a lot of smack to me, but I make comebacks to make a puppet out of you. I'm certainly might get in hot water, but I ain't going to Witch prison in Boston like you do. And you will be a puppet on a strings to every being on the planet.

Juvia : Yeah, right! You're a bad omen and a negative influence, talk about being a wolf in sheep's clothing!

*gets restrained on the table*

Juvia : [To all] Guys! Let go! Let go! Get your hands off me! Guys it's me! Juvia! What are you doing!? Guys!

*the guild are still manipulated by Touka*

Juvia : Let them go! I don't want to be a villain again! I hate villains! Villains are mean and dark! And smell like bad cheese!

Lily mind controlled :[in a toned voice] I served the white mage as master.

Juvia : Oh my God. You can't be villains, not like this...snap out of it, you're the good guys!

*Gajeel and Levy are being mind controlled*

Juvia : [To Touka] I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, STUPID B*TCH! I HAD THE POTENTIAL TO BE WITH GRAY-SAMA, YOU HEAR ME!? I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL MERCIFULLY KILL YOU!!!

Touka : *holding a branding iron* Sorry to hear, BUT I OWN THIS JOINT, JUVIA LOCKSER! Hahahaha!

All : [chanting "Own You"]

Juvia : No, no, no...!

*STEAM HISSING*

Juvia : *Sonic EXE scream*

Gray : Juvia! Juvia! JUVIA!

*woke up from dream*

Juvia : Aaah! Gray-sama you're here! I knew that you would come back for me!

Gray : I heard the sudden realization of the screaming pain.

Juvia : It was horrible, I just found that this new girl name Touka is a bad person and she's using then like puppet on a strings. Don't you get it, she was looking for Natsu! And she is Ruining Fairy Tail! I knew hiring a new mage by Gajeel was a stupid idea! Please, you gotta help me Gray! With the world of Earth-land in vein, who's gonna make magic with us!? I cannot let Fairy Tail be ruined by that-that mage stealing manipulative cow! I want revenge on that mean bean for what she did to our pals!

Gray-sama : Calm down, Juvia! We found way to save our friends. mind manipulation is always being a puppet on a strings. Natsu did not or may not know about that crazy Touka lady.

Happy : Probably she's been making everyone the new "smack head Dave".

Gray-sama : Obviously, she turned everyone into the new "White Clad Dave".

Juvia : Count me in. *Holds out a cleaver*

*Menacingly*

Juvia : I'm willingly to have my revenge and I won't allow it.

Gray-sama : Yeah... let's save that for later.

Juvia : Let's go get our friends back.

Gray-sama : I agree.

*pulls out shades*

Juvia : I'm ready to kick some mage ass.

*puts shades on*

*cue Asdfmovie 2 Intro *

Juvia : WE ARE BACK BABY!

"GRUVIA BACK 2GETHER AGAIN!"

Juvia : Awesome!

#fairy tail #fairy tail 100 years quest #juvia lockser #gray fullbuster #touka #gajeel redfox #levy mcgarden #hiro mashima #jc staff #comedy #dark comedy #shounen #gruvia

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vanosslirious · 24 days

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BBS Dialogue Prompts #360

ʙʙꜱ ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛꜱ & ꜱᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀꜱ: [ 8 ]

SMII7Y

Sorry about this.

I had to make a decision.

Don’t tell him that.

That’s exactly what we need.

Yeah, what are you going to do from across the table, you little bitch?

Why would you do that you stupid bitch?

I've been bragging about it for the last twenty minutes.

Keep it on green and I'll buy you a big mac!

We were not prepared for that…neither were you.

You gonna take the risk?

Holy fuck, that guy just wiped two of you out.

I can hear him opening doors.

Let’s do it right this time.

Now you're throwing explosives at me, come on now.

There's a deadly tornado over there but we're gonna ignore it.

I think if we time it right, we'll do just fine.

Do you have something against me, why do you keep following me?

Oh, so I’m dying now?

Okay, I’m coming, where you at?

Woah, you teleported me?

TERRORISER

It pissed him off, and he's running straight for me.

Oh my God, he found it.

You're so close, you're so close!

How tall is he, is he three blocks tall?

Don't unplug me.

How does that not kill?

I fucked up.

What the fuck happened to me?

This looks so disturbing.

What did you do, mine was done.

BIGPUFFER

See you later, you little shit.

I'm going to bed, I'm going back to sleep.

You kids are insane.

Get off the bed!

It's clearly not flat.

Well, you're a bitch, cause what was that?

Come here, you little shit.

That was kind of nice.

Are you yelling at me, really?

I feel like, you lost every game now, I'm just putting it out there.

NOGLA

Did it get her?

Is anyone getting shot back there?

Is that better?

We should let him win.

I trust you to make the right decisions.

Am I missing out on a party?

Go up and kill that son of a bitch.

That was a good comeback.

That's a good one for you.

I think he's got it.

GRIZZY

Jesus, stop bullying me!

You are so ugly, it's crazy.

Oh shit, how did I get up here?

Why are you so fast?

What am I witnessing?

You are so creepy.

I feel so much better.

Do you want me to test it out?

You are suffering, bro.

Go ahead, talk shit again.

VANOSSGAMING

Come on, come at me!

Why are you here?

You can't touch me, I am a stealthy-sneaky-spider.

That was worth it, I gotta go, I gotta go now.

Wow, this is actually pretty cool.

It's very uncertain if there's more to this than just this room.

No, we're under attack!

There's a guy behind you, he's hitting you, please don't die.

We have to do this without him noticing.

Holy shit, look how much stuff you have.

BLARG

This was way too much power to give me.

Ow, I got hit by a horse.

I'm on the bridge, baby.

It was all too much for his little heart.

Why is everyone freaking out?

I am a Pelican.

I'm here to eat garbage and get hit by a car.

We are bashing through fences.

Hold on, I'll fuck it up, give me a moment.

There's bat's everywhere!!

SILENTDROIDD

Yeah, let's get out of here, fuck it.

You don't want to say that out loud.

No, that's me, I finished it.

I'm freakin' lost, man.

I think I have the passcode.

Ooo, no, I'm a spooky ghost.

I see a lever, what, I see two levers.

I'm out of ideas, guys.

No, no, I saw it.

I gotta watch it, I did not see what you're talking about.

#banana bus squad #vanoss crew #frouse #banana bus squad prompts #smii7y #the terroriser #bigpuffer #daithi de nogla #grizzy #vanossgaming #blargmyschnoople #silentdroidd #rpf #rpf prompts #bbs prompts #bbs dialogue prompts #text #words

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I'm super sad, disappointed and frustrated that I'm not gonna see many deafie/ASL fics/headcannons with Alastor because, well, ....the obvious. The whole radio thing.

There is ONE little ficlet someone posted here about a deaf oc that has a hypnotic siren voice they don't like using so they use ASL. I'm honestly impressed it exists but also sad because I haven't seen updates about it.. 👀

Present Mic wasn't my favorite character in MHA but omg I ate up Mic/deafie fics. LOVED those. Didn't know I needed deafie SO fics in my life before that.

I'm only hard of hearing so I don't feel like it's my place to make those fics (╥ᆺ╥；)

But also how would that even work.

If someone put me in the middle of Alastor and Vox's "which media is better " discourse of course I have no choice but to pick TV. Because then there's visual context and the possibilities of captions.

Which is where it gets personal for me because I can't stand audio. I always have audio off, it's overstimulating especially when half of it is just noise and nothing contextually relevant (like tiktoks). I don't ever listen to music because even if I can hear the words I also have audio processing disorder so even if its clear I still get garbled garbage. I need written words in front of me to fill in the blanks.

And I never listen to music unless I'm entirely alone or people know my attention is off limits. Because that 1 earbud renders me 100% deaf to the world. Completely unaware of sound. It's terribly inconvenient for everyone.

So I don't even know what I expect by putting one of those people next to the Radio Demon LOL

He doesn't strike me as someone who would learn ASL for anyone. They can't listen to his broadcast or even his own voice (which is like half his whole thing) so I see him having absolutely 0 interest if he can't get anything interesting out of those interactions.

I mean, maybe to place them by him as a specific annoyance. 🤔 a mini rival/enemy. A Vox knockoff. 🤣

"what is that noise" - "Shut up, your voice is annoying." - "Sorry I couldn't understand a word you said under that garbled mess." (It could be such fun 😗)

Bonus headcannon:

Can you imagine trying to have a conversation in sign language with Angel? He could have 3 convos going at once 🤭

I mean, I doubt he'd have the brain power to pull that off but the possibilities. 🤌

Imagine having a spicy conversation with Angel in front of Alastor and obviously he can distinguish some gestures (👉👌) but not have the full scope and yall are just giggling. I think it would irritate him to no end. 😈🤣

You know, THAT might be enough to get him interested in learning ASL

Just to have that moment to one day, out of the blue, respond with perfect ASL to their bullshit.

I love comebacks like that.

I can't decide which would be better: a whole thought out paragraph in response or something simple and concise like: "Never going to happen." And he just walks away.

But alas. I'm never gonna get it. 🙃

Argh why my favorite blorbo gotta be such a niche asshole? 🙄

#just rambling #hard of hearing #alastor headcanons #hoh #ssd #apd #audio processing disorder #deafie #asl #hazbin hotel headcanon

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struggle-but-its-all-ocean-floor · 7 months

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What did you think of lsf's easy?? I liked it! Though it's definitely jumping on the low-fi train that newjeans made trend, it's really different from their past title tracks and I liked the dancing. I wonder why they released on a monday - maybe a shift in focus to sk rather than spending much effort on the west for this album? Also I may be blind but I don't understand what about the mv was too inappropriate to be shown on kbs. I didn't think there was anything out of the ordinary about it

I'm finally answering asks!! I'm really sorry! I work until late and when I get home I only have time to wash and make dinner, eat, read fics for an hour, and then crash... I could've replied to you last weekend but I was still processing the comeback... Anyway, I really appreciate getting asks even if I don't respond quickly... Sorry.

I too was surprised they dropped Easy on a Monday. I wonder if that was strategic or a matter of logistics. Even if Easy's a Korean track, I'm sure they're still aiming for a Hot 100 debut and to grow in the West. Even groups who chart worse than LSF in the US drop music on Friday. Dunno...

I absolutely hate the music video. I had a pretty negative reaction to the song at first because the music video is so pretentious. LSF have become a mockery of their concept. The copying black aesthetics in the MV, the posing, the absolute randomness of the outfits, scenes, visuals. It was hot garbage. Their facial expressions don't help them look less ridiculous and pretentious, especially Yunjin. Regarding it being censored, I thought it was because of Sakura and Kazuha being in bed together, but I read it was actually the hair dryer in the tub?

I was disappointed that Easy was nothing like Good Bones, which was a pretty creative and bold trailer. It sticks out like a sore thumb in the album.

Easy's a great song. Right now I'd say it's my favorite LSF song. The choreo is good too. However, at this point I can't admit I don't like the group... I like their music, especially the title tracks, but I don't like their stage presence, their dance, their vocals, the image they project. Yunjin - and I'm sorry for being another Yunjin "hater" (not a hater, just not a fan) - annoys me with her exaggerated "I'm so hot and cool" facial expressions and mannerisms, and her voice is unpleasant to me; Eunchae is really young, I know, but her voice sounds flat and empty, she's stiff and looks scared on stage, and her dancing is awkward; Chaewon has a nice voice and stage presence, but she doesn't grab me in any way; Kazuha is a good dancer, with good facial expressions, and she's a decent singer (even without a good voice, she's versatile); and Sakura, who's my favorite member, can't sing and her stage presence isn't great.

Actually, on the topic of Sakura, they keep giving her the wrong lines. They try to give her easy lines because she's a bad singer, but it just makes her stand out even more, and some of the lines are so unnecessary the song would be better without them. She did so much better on Fearless and Antifragile - her stage presence was much better too. Now she just gives these empty smiles during her 1 second lines and it doesn't fit her at all. Sakura's fancams are actually the only LSF fancams that don't bore me, because she uses her head and shoulders really well, and she has nice subtle facial expressions - she's more dynamic and consistent than the others. Yet, on stage, she's the second most boring to watch after Eunchae. I think she could stand out a lot more if they knew how to utilize her, which they clearly don't. I just watched her debut Fearless fancam and her facial expressions were so much more natural there, and her lines didn't make her stand out in a bad way. Eunchae looked better in that fancam too.

Like I said, LSF have become slaves to their concept. At this point they're just caricatures.

Also, one more complaint, sorry! Their performances are pretty boring to me because they rarely sing. I'm honestly starting to hate kpop performances in general. I can't stand the non-singing. You have veteran groups (eg. Twice) who can't even sing without a very loud backtrack, and still skip most of their lines...

Anyway, the album itself is... okay. I don't really like LSF's bsides. They're generally soft which doesn't suit their weak vocals. Swan Song is nothing special, and neither is Smart. The choreos are meh too. We got so much might be my favorite bside in Easy. I think their best non-title track is probably Jewelry. That song is cool.

Anyway, sorry for the negative rant, I wanted to get it out of my chest... Thanks for the ask!

Edit: I just remembered something else I wanted to vent about. I see Redditors losing their shit over LSF's Easy encores, and they're all out of their minds, ffs. Haven't they heard their previous encores or any of their live vocals? LSF sounded pretty good in those encores. Sakura was pitchy and uncomfortable as always, but showed improvements, Kazuha sounded like the studio version, Eunchae sounded close to the studio version too, and Chaewon and Yunjin sounded good to me - I don't know why people are insisting Yunjin sounded off or worse than usual? They actually sounded better than in previous encores, but people are reacting like it was terrible. I mean, what were they expecting? You think Hybe uses so much autotune on them because they like autotune? They do, but they don't lather Jungkook's vocals in autotune, now do they? Still, it was a normal encore. I don't get the dogpiling on them over this.

#ask #le sserafim #reviews #text #thanks for the ask!#sorry for being so negative and taking so long hope you don't hate me

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Oblitus Part 42 Completed

Sweet Home Alabama,

Six Years Later...

A tall man walked along the road with a wide grin, passing by a few people who were giving him strange looks while several women couldn't help but stare at him admiring his striking looks, making their husbands and boyfriends jealous. He ignored them and took a winding path leading to a forest and continued to walk a dirt pathway. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled at a piece of paper that had directions and had a house address on it. He stuffed the paper back into his jacket when he saw a small house up within the distance. This was the place. He stopped at the door and brushed his brown hair, making sure it was neat and reached out and knocked with a shave and a hair tune. His eyes widen when he saw the door open and smiled. "Hel-!"

"Who are you?" He blinked in confusion and his eyes widen a little in surprise when he saw small boy stood in front of him as he answered the door. "Lo?" This wasn't who he was expecting.

"Did he get the wrong house? No. Charlie said that this was it. Who the hell is this kid?" Slam! The man blinked owlishly when he heard the door slam in his face. Did he just!? The little shit...The man could hear the boy's voice shouting and a woman's on the other side.

"Mom! There's a strange man at the door!"

"Aiden! I told you not to open the door by yourself!" The door opened back up again.

"I'm sorry about that. My son can be a little too curious for his own good." Her eyes widen in shock and so did the man's when their eyes met each other.

"A-Al!?" Anna sputtered in shock.

"Anna!?" Alastor shouted as well. Before Anna could say anything, Alastor quickly pulled her close to him, hugging her. Anna blinked in confusion, wondering how Alastor was here and why. She pushed away from him, only for Alastor to push her back to him, almost smothering her this time. "How are you here?"

"What do you think? Charlie. She managed to pull a few strings and here I am. But only for a day." Alastor told her.

"And you think you could just waltz back here and smile and act as if nothing happened?" Anna frowned.

"I understand that your mad-"

"Mad doesn't begin to cover it." She told him. "What the hell, Alastor!? You just toss me away like garbage without giving me a chance to say goodbye to everyone!" Alastor tuned her out as he stared at Anna as she continued on her rant. She hasn't changed a bit except for her personality. Instead of the scared, timid lost doe he had seen back at the hotel, she's become a little fierier and feistier.

"Are you even listening to me?" Alastor blinked, turning his head. "What?"

Anna sighed before she cracked a small smile and laughed a little. "You haven't changed at all. You're still an asshole."

Before Alastor could make a snide comeback a fireball suddenly shot out, nearly missing a strand of his hair by an inch. He saw the boy glaring at him as he narrowed his blue eyes at Alastor. "Get away from my mom!" Mom? So, she's a mother now. Charlie didn't say anything about another man in Anna's life. Anna quickly turned back.

"Aiden, wait!"

"I'm warning you! Let my mom, go!" The boy threatened Alastor. Alastor laughed.

"Ha ho! What do we have here? A little bluenose who thinks he's tough to take me on."

"We'll see, ass-"

"Aiden!" Anna pushed away from Alastor and walked over to him. Aiden's eyes widen after realizing he was in trouble. She grabbed his ear, pulling on it, making him yelp in pain. "Yowch!" Alastor smiled as he watched in amusement.

"What did I say about swearing! No more coffee for one week."

"But that's not-Ow!" Anna pinched a little harder. "Want to make two weeks?"

"I'm sorry! Mom, let go! You're gonna rip my ear off!" He shouted. Anna released her son's ear and Aiden rubbed it painfully, still glaring at Alastor, not taking his eyes off of him.

"Who is this guy?" He asked her.

"He's an old friend of mine." She paused when she told Aiden before turning back to Alastor. "Why don't you come in? There is a lot of things we need to talk about."

"Absolutely!" Alastor grinned before gesturing to the door. "Ladies, first!"

"You're not actually inviting him in?" Aiden questioned.

"Aiden, now." Anna warned him and pushed Aiden inside. Alastor followed behind them and she led them into the living room. Alastor looked around and frowned as soon as he saw a picture box in the corner of the room with a few dvds and vhs tapes messily stacked in a shelf beside it. "Don't you know that thing will rot your mind?"

"Aiden, loves his looney tunes and tom and jerry and only the classics. None of the remake stuff." She told him. "Maybe if you give it a chance, you might like it too?" She suggested before Alastor laughed cutting her off.

"Never going to happen."

Then Alastor saw several pictures sitting on the mantle of the fireplace of Anna when she was little with her parents then he saw her with her son. When he was a baby, taking his first steps, a birthday of him blowing out the candles on his cake. Then Alastor's eyes caught something strange as he examined a photo of her son hugging two handmade dolls with deerlike characteristics one that looked like Anna and one of him. Alastor pushed the suspicion aside for now and took a seat on the couch, next to Aiden who scooted away from him, crossing his arms.

"You've got a good throwing arm there but your aim's a little off." Alastor smirked at Aiden. "Where did you learn to do such magic like that?" Aiden didn't answer him, making Alastor twitch his eye in irritation. He was starting to lose his patience with this kid! Anna nodded as she looked at her son, telling him it was okay to answer. "You can tell him."

"I guess I had it forever. One day it just happened, and it nearly set the house on fire. I don't know why I can do it. I just can." Aiden told him, shrugging his shoulders.

"I think it's time you know the actual truth, Aiden." Anna told him. He blinked at the same time as Alastor, looking at her. "What?"

"This man here. He isn't just an old friend of mine. He is your father." She told him. Aiden's eyes widen and so did Alastor's.

"What!?" Aiden exclaimed. Alastor said nothing as if he was frozen, still trying process what Anna had revealed.

"Now that the cat's out of the bag. Why don't you two talk and get to know each other for a bit while I get dinner ready? I'm sure you two have a lot in common." Anna told them and walked away, heading to the kitchen to get started on dinner.

"No, mom, wait! Don't leave me here with him!" Aiden shouted, but she was gone. Alastor glanced over at Aiden, who still refused to look at him and the two continued to sit in silence. The more he stared the more Alastor saw Aiden's features in his. His brown thick untamed hair that was hard to manage, his skin was slightly in a lighter brown color than his, but he had Anna's blue eyes. Then Alastor noticed something move on the couch above him and Aiden and his eyes widen a little more when he saw a small dark shadow, leering at him and Alastor's shadow, silently judging them. What could they talk about to begin with? What did this kid even like? How about a good beating, son?

Alastor cringed at the thought. He was nothing like his dad and wasn't going to be. But he didn't know how to be a father. He wasn't even there when Aiden was born. What a great start...

"I'm going to my room." Alastor heard Aiden mumble and before Alastor could say anything he saw Aiden run up the stairs and the door slam as he went into his room, leaving Alastor alone in the living room. Anna came back, seeing Alastor alone on the couch.

"Where's Aiden?" She asked, concerned.

"The scamp ran." Alastor told her.

"Well, go get him then." Anna told him.

"We have nothing in common." He told her.

"You didn't even try." Anna frowned.

"Me? He wouldn't even talk or even look at me!" Alastor told her.

"Then snoop. It's what your good at." She told him.

"I don't snoop." Alastor dismissed.

"Um, yes you do." Anna repeated again, smiling. "Now, go up there." Alastor got up and turned towards the stairs and went up them. He figured the closed door, compared to the others that were opened was Aiden's room and slowly approached it and was now standing in front of the door. He was about to turn the knob and barge but stopped when he heard a noise coming from Aiden's room. It was music coming from the strings of a guitar. Alastor slowly opened the door and saw Aiden who was sitting on the floor. He didn't noticed Alastor or hear him come in as quietly listened in observing Aiden's room. There were a few drawings and sketches of animals, stuffed animals stacked on a shelf and on his bed, Alastor noticed familiar looking characters that were handmade dolls of everyone from the hotel. Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, Husk and Niffty, Lucifer and Lilith and sitting together were him and Anna. Alastor saw a small piano lying a few feet away from Aiden. He smiled and walked over to it.

Alastor tapped a key which made Aiden jump, startled. He now noticed Alastor was in room and frowned.

"Get out." Alastor ignored him and smirked.

"That was a lovely little tune. A little off key but-"

"Off key? I've been practicing for three years, old man. As if you could do better." Aiden retorted. Alastor's eye twitched a little at the insult.

"Let's see then. Try to keep up." Alastor replied and started to play a small tune on the piano. Aiden copied him as he played his guitar, keeping up with Alastor. Then Alastor started to go faster adding a little finesse and flair. He heard Aiden laugh and saw him smile. Alastor grinned and the two continued neither stopping, trying out match the other. Anna came in hearing the commotion and smiled seeing Alastor and Aiden were finally getting along with each other. Alastor saw her come in and smiled.

"Would you like a dance, my dear?"

"No, I just wanted to watch you two-" Alastor got up and ordered his shadow to continue playing the piano and walked over to her, grabbing Anna by her hands and started to dance with her.

"That's cheating!" Aiden shouted.

"No, it's not!" Alastor smiled and continued to dance with Anna. Aiden started to get tired, and his fingers were started to get sore from strumming for so long.

"Okay, you win. You're good." He spoke.

"Years of practice my, dear boy! But you're not so bad as well!" Alastor smiled. Aiden blinked at him and smiled back.

"Dinner's ready if you guys want to eat." Anna told them.

"What are we having?" Alastor asked her.

"What else? Jambalaya." Anna smiled. The three went back downstairs and ate dinner until their bellies were full.

"Just like mama used to make!" Alastor smiled.

"Mama?" Aiden asked him. Alastor blinked at him.

"My mother, silly boy! Your grandmother!" He smiled.

"Can I meet her?" Aiden asked him. Alastor paused and so did Anna, who looked at him, worried.

"Uh, it's not that easy." He told Aiden.

"Why not?" Aiden blinked.

"She's not with us anymore, sweetie." Anna told him. Aiden looked down sadly, knowing that she was dead.

"Oh, so she's gone, gone." Alastor scooted his chair and plucked Aiden out of his seat, putting him on his lap. "Now, now there's no need to be upset. I'm sure she would've loved you. I know that she would've loved Anna. You'll get to see her again someday, I'm sure of it."

"I can't wait!" Aiden smiled.

"But not yet." Anna smiled. Alastor looked at the clock in the kitchen and his eyes widen when he saw that it was already 11:30 pm. He only had 30 minutes left. He didn't want to leave them, but he had no choice. It was almost time.

"Dad? Is everything okay?" Aiden asked, breaking Alastor out of his thoughts.

"Everything is just fine. There is also another reason why I'm here." He told Anna. He snapped his fingers and Anna and Aiden saw the whole house began to transform, turning into a wooden cabin. There were several piles of luggage that plopped in the living room filled with Alastor's belongings, pictures. "I'm giving you my house and my belongings. You may do whatever want with them since I won't be needing them where I'm going." He told the two of them.

"Wait, what are you saying?" Anna frowned at him.

"Where are you going, dad?" Aiden asked, tugging Alastor's jacket.

"Heaven. My time is almost up." He told them. Anna blinked at him before she shook her head.

"I just got you back. You can't go." She pleased, almost crying. Aiden was still confused.

"What do you mean you're leaving? Why can't you stay?" He asked.

"There's a wonderful woman who's done a lot and managed to pull a few strings for me to be able to be here. But for only one day. I have to go."

"It's not fair." Anna sighed.

"I know. But I have no say in the matter. My time came a long time ago and I have to go back. The others are there as well." Alastor told her then reached into his jacket and pulled out a strange phone holding it out to Anna. "Charlie gave me this to give to you. Should you ever need to talk to her." Anna took it from him. Alastor sat Aiden down and walked to Anna, hugging her. "Can I see that smile one last time before I go?" He asked her. Anna nodded, grabbing his hands, holding them to her face and smiled. Alastor smiled and turned towards Aiden and walked over to him and bent down to his level.

"Do you think you can do you old man a favor and look after your mom? She's definitely going to need it, especially from the constant dangers she's always getting herself in."

"I don't get into trouble that much." Anna argued.

"Yes, you do." Alastor grinned.

"I can do that." Aiden told him.

"That's my boy. You're the one good thing that's ever come out of my life, besides your mother, of course." Alastor told him. The three saw the clock was now 12 am. Alastor hugged Aiden, who stared at him, still confused but hugged him back. Then Anna and Aiden's eyes widen when they saw Alastor was slowly fading away.

"Please don't go!" Anna screamed.

"Dad, please stay! I just got to know you!" Aiden shouted, crying as well. Alastor sadly smiled, watching the two of them trying not to cry.

"I love you both." He told them and he vanished.

Alastor blinked as he looked around, confused, seeing white and a large golden gate in front of him. Saint Peter was in front of him with a large book as he read from it, looking Alastor's name. "Andy? Allie? Al? Ah, Alastor Hazbin, there you are. Welcome to Heaven!" The gates opened and Alastor's eyes widen when he saw a woman standing in front of him.

"Mama?" He wasted no time and rushed over to her, hugging her. She hugged him back.

"Do you know how many years that I've waiting for you!? What took you so long, Alastor?" She smiled, warmly.

"It's a really long story." He told her.

"Well, you got time. You can tell me as you set up your new radio station here." She told him and the two walked inside. "I've been hearing quite the gossip about you for a couple of others. Something about a hotel and a woman named Anna?" Then she smiled. "Is she someone special in your life, Alastor? Did you actually meet "the one" you've always been talking about?"

"Yes, she is. And you got a grandson as well." Alastor smiled. Her eyes widened before she screamed happily.

"I'm a grandmother!?!"

"His name is Aiden. Maybe you'll get to see him someday." He told her.

#Alastor #hazbin hotel oc #hazbin hotel #read more #fanfiction #hazbin hotel alastor

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itwas50yearsagotoday · 1 year

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10/5/23: It was 50 years ago today, October 5th, 1973, Elton John released his seventh album Goodbye Yellow Brick Road. So I wrote already a paragraph about this record, but it got lost when my computer just decided to start screaming... not sure what happened, but I'm sure it's related to my refusal to upgrade to Windows II. Anywho, starting over, this record, a double-album, is certainly a top five best album of 1973... even most of the deep cuts are from at worst listenable to at best near classics. We'll start with the four U.S. Top 40 songs first, as I won't cover them by the time this blog is over... let's start with the #1 song 'Bennie and the Jets'... wow... I think at one point in my 1990s days of hating everything un-ironic, I did not like this song... but it drew me back in like Michael Corleone. Such a unique tune too, as it's pretty simple and kind of empty throughout... easy thumpy beat, random crowd noises, Elton on piano and organ... then he hits that falsetto 'BENNIE!"... I mean c'mon! Oh yeah, I was going to say that this album has aged very well... like there's nothing really embarrassing here (except maybe the title of a certain ska song we'll get to). After 'Bennie', the title track was huge too... kind of a ballad, but such a memorable tune... it would reach #2. Then we have the controversial pick... what I mean is, do we like the original 'Candle In the Wind' which kind of rocks a little, or, do we go with the in-concert 1988 version that became an MTV hit, OR, do we recognize the elephant in the room and go with the 1997 version that replaces MM with Princess Diana. Fuck all that, sorry. The original destroys the other ones, and fuck you if you think otherwise... that newer shit is sentimental garbage, and in a way taking advantage of an accidental death. Yes, I feel passionate about this, because 'Candle' fit MM just so well, and it was done so tastefully. My opinion, fine, but I'm mad that it's even an issue. The song would originally reach #6... you can look up the 'reboots'. Okay! And then the 'rockin' song on the record is 'Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting'... I can remember being a kid and getting EJ's first greatest hits on cassette and this song was probably, along with 'Rocket Man', the main reason I got it. I wore that cassette out... and at the same time, wore out my enthusiasm for 'Saturday', but it's making a comeback in my mind. It's totally a fun song, straight up. Now let's talk about the other bangers... opening up Sir Elton's magnum opus is the 11-minute short suite 'Funeral For a Friend / Love Lies Bleeding'... honestly it really doesn't get going until about five minutes in, although for those first five minutes it's like Elton invited EL&P over to play a ballad... still great! And the rest of the song just fucking rocks... I rarely heard this on KSHE but I did... that's the only way I could have possibly known it before hearing the record. Now there are songs on this album that I did not know prior to exploring... some early deep cuts are the very-1973 sounding 'Grey Seal'... not only is this my favorite track on both records, it is a second or third runner-up to my favorite EJ song... I mean it's like he kicked out EL&P and brought in Steely Dan. That's the only way I can describe it... it's polished, but still raw somehow. Same goes for 'All the Young Girls Love Alice'... a much darker-in-theme rocker, but no less powerful. Okay the only kinda dumb thing about this record is the terrible title 'Jamaica Jerk-Off'... really, Elton (or should I say really Bernie T.)...? It makes me further annoyed because the song is kinda cool! It's not some Zeppelin attempt at faux-reggae, it's actually just plain ol' ska... it's very cool! Okay, since this is a double-album let's run down the rest: 'The Ballad of Danny Bailey' and the last track 'Harmony' are both very good semi-ballads... the rest of the tracks scattered area all just fine, but are only slightly above filler. Overall, though, holy dogshit this is an outstanding record. LISTEN NOW!!

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midnightdevotion · 2 years

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Brothers Best Friend

Iceman x reader (wolfman's sister) callsign sunshine

Requested @nsvsbd

Warnings: um a sick punch? slider being a dick?

a/n: I am so sorry this took so long, i was up super late working on it and then wanted to make sure it wasn't garbage before posting, thank you for reading!!

Leo always had one rule for you, do not date his friends. It was a mutual rule you two had growing up together considering you were close in age. This rule only became more serious when you both went into the navy to become pilots.

It was never really a problem for you, you found most navy men obnoxious. Most of the time you were stationed away from each other anyway. So when you were both called back to top gun together you were elated. It had been 10 months since you'd last seen your brother.

You walk into the bar near base scanning the crowd for Leo. Spotting him by the bar you grin and make your way over to him.

"wolfie" you shout, you see his shoulders tense. He turns quickly.

"sunshine what are you doing here?" the shock on his face makes you laugh.

"what did you think they wouldn't call for me? we both know I'm the better sibling" He rolls his eyes at you, it's then that you notice the blonde and some giant laughing next to him.

"well hi there, I'm sunshine" Your sweet southern accent comes out thick in that moment.

"Im Iceman" the blonde grins at you, you can't help the passing thought that he is beautiful, and the disappointment that he's Leo's friend.

"I'm slider" You're tempted to ask if this man even fits in the planes.

It doesn't take you long to mesh in with your brother and his friends. Though you do sneak off every once in a while to catch up with old pilot friends of your own. The night ends quicker than you wanted it too, but you find yourself in bed thinking of beautiful blue eyes and smile that takes your breath away.

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It's been a week, and it has been one grueling torturous week. You finally have a day off and your idea of a good time is to sit your ass on the beach with adult drinks by yourself. You should have figured everyone else would've come to the beach too.

It's not long before none other than a giant man who has taken to getting on your nerves more than anyone else is blocking the sun from you.

"oh of course you are here" you groan

"oh don't lie to me, you know if i'm here so is ice"

"oh and why would I care about that?" you quirk up a brow at him and he just laughs.

"we both know you like him so let's not pretend." You glare at him. From the corner of your eye you see ice and leo walking up to you.

"Sunny! what are you doing here?" your brother seems genuinely happy that his favorite people are all here, and you feel so guilty that you caught stupid feelings for his friends. You can't do anything about it, your pact, your brother is more important than minor feelings.

You play this dance all day, you and ice get a moment to yourself and you tease sure, but there is no actual bite to your words. Slider corners you and irritates you about your feelings, those comebacks do in fact have a bite. Your brother comes back around and suddenly everyone is on their best behavior.

You should have realized Ice would notice this pattern too. What you don't realize about this pattern is that every time ice is with someone else he's asking about you.

"what is going on with you and slider?" it's a brief moment in the day where you two got a moment of peace, your brother and slider playing in the waves.

"what do you mean?"

"I mean he looks like a kid on christmas every time you talk but you look like you'd rather be six feet under?" You grumble something about how you would in fact rather be six feet under than talk to him.

"he just likes to get on my last nerve is all" and ice wouldn't admit it but he hates how often he sees you with slider, is there something going on with him?

Logically he thinks, there's no way, with everyone else you are so sassy and you mean every word, yet with him you are so sweet.

"If he's too much let me know, I can tell him to back off" he's nervous as to what slider is saying to you too, after slider figured out his crush on you he's been worried he would say something and make it weird.

"Don't worry, I can handle him" and you send a sweet smile his way, the kind that makes his heart pound a little faster and a smile take over his own face.

He didn't realize how true your words of taking care of yourself were though.

It was three days after your day off at the beach, you were in the locker room after a particularly brutal day. Slider, apparently never knowing when to back off continued to pester.

"hey shortcake, I dropped my bag can you grab it seeing as you're so close to the ground" you roll your eyes at him and shove past him.

"that's not very nice shortie" he mumbles. He also catches the way your jaw clenches. So he moves closer, resting his arm on your head.

"would you rather me tease you about your little crush on I-" and you are punching him the face right in front of everybody. A sickening crack sounds in the startlingly quiet room.

The shock on everyones face as blood drips from sliders nose is palpable. You shake your fist, knowing you will have a bruised hand tomorrow.

"fuck off slider" and with that you stalk out of the locker room. It's maybe ten minutes later than you get a knock on your room door. You open it, expecting to be berated by a commanding officer, and instead find ice, ironically holding ice out for you.

"figured your hand might need this?" you let out a disbelieving laugh.

"i just broke your friends nose and you're checking on me?" you swear you see the hint of a blush come up his cheeks.

"it was a killer punch, but slider will be fine" you quirk a brow at this.

"I mean you'll be fine too but... I just wanted to check on you, I know he's been an ass to you." You snort at that. You are use to jokes, usually about being a girl or being short or whatever else, but you don't want to be the brunt of school girl crush jokes for the rest of your time here and he was about to make that a reality. Of course you can't tell that to the man standing before you, seeing as he's the one you've got a school girl crush on.

Tom reaches for you hand to assess the damage done, his touch sending tingles up your arm and making your breath catch. Of course luck isn't on your side and he hears it.

"did I hurt you?" and there's panic behind his eyes, the way he's being so gentle with you has your heart pounding.

"I-uhm- no no you didn't" You see his shoulders relax slightly as he slowly starts pressing gently on your hand.

"It doesn't feel like anything's broken but it's gonna be tender for a few days" When he looks up at you, you realize how close you two had gotten, your hand still gently in his grasp.

You see his beautiful eyes flicker down to your lips. You can't really tell if your heart is beating faster or if it stopped all together. You feel like time freezes as you see him tilt his head, moving closer and closer to you.

"stop!" he pulls back abruptly.

"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." he looks embarrassed and hurt and you have to put him out of his misery.

"It's not that I don't want you to kiss me.... Leo and I have a pact. I can't date his friends and he can't date mine" you did not expect him to burst out laughing at this.

"Leo is the one that has been harassing me to make a move all week." Your mouth drops open.

"He what!" He laughs at the shock on your face before stepping closer to you again. His hand lands on your cheek in a gentle caress.

"does that mean I can kiss you now?" and all you can muster is a gentle nod.

It's safe to say Leo and Slider are childish little shits, but it lead to this and you wouldn't trade it for anything, not when his lips feel like everything you have ever dreamed of. It felt like you were home.

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don't fly away | 60s!elvis, time traveler!elvis(??) x reader (gender neutral reader i think)

summary: after holding off on watching his own biopic for so long, elvis finally decides he's ready to watch it with you.

warnings: mentions of his death, pills, tom parker ?? sorry if i'm missing anything!

word count: 2.7k

note: okay so. i was so nervous about posting this. i've never written reader insert fics and i haven't written in almost 3 years. i was worried this would be too much or too sad but it's been something i've been thinking about for the last few days so i wrote it and was like okaaayyy i might as well post it too. i'd love to write more for elvis in the future though! i just don't write smut cause i'm awful at it LOL. i promise it's not all sad. anyway. i'm terrible at writing endings and i'm also dyslexic so i apologize if anything sounds off or weird. it may be garbage but it's my garbage! some of what's mentioned may be out of place, not accurate, not make sense etc. so...my bad. i tried LMAO anyway pls be nice 2 me and enjoy y'all <3

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you still couldn't believe that you were dating THE elvis presley, especially in 2022. to this very day, you still don't understand how he made it here or why he's here but you still savor every moment you have with him regardless.

of course, you've had that conversation. you know, the one about his future. the one about tom parker, the hundreds of shows he'd play at the international in a short amount of time and of course, the pills. elvis was the one who asked you about it. he had just finished his comeback special and was getting ready to play vegas for the first time when he had fallen asleep one day and all of a sudden ended up in your world. he had no idea what was to come.

he refused to believe you when you told him what happened to him.

"there's no way, baby. you're lyin', tell me you're lyin' please." he took your hands, trembling. "who let me get that bad? my life can't just end that way. why did nobody help me?"

you frowned at him, holding his hands tightly. "elvis, you're here now. it's okay."

after calming him down, you changed the subject immediately. his eyes lit up when you brought up how much his music influenced the world. he almost begged you to take him to see an impersonator the moment you mentioned them. but you made sure to mention the number of biopics made on him and whose played him in movies and shows, so when you showed him a photo of austin butler in the same outfit that elvis once wore, he had to do a double take. "you sure that ain't me?"

you didn't really think you'd ever get to watch elvis with him. you showed him a couple clips and videos, and he was definitely amazed. he just wasn't sure if he was ready to sit down and watch something about his life, especially knowing how it ends.

so when he brought the movie up during lunch that day, you were surprised.

"i've been thinkin'....y'know about that movie." you looked up at him, putting your mug down on the table. "what movie?" you asked. "are you talking about elvis?"

he nodded, looking down at his hands. "yea, i-i know i said i'd watch it with you.....a-and trust me i wanna watch it." you put your hands over his. "i'm not forcing you to watch it. if you don't want to watch it, it's okay. just because it's about you doesn't mean you have to watch it."

"i know, i know. but i really thought about it, i uh...i think i'm ready. if that's okay with you." he looked up at you, a hint of fear in his eyes. he was nervous. he didn't know what to expect. you've told him nothing but good things about the movie, including the last 20-30 minutes which you mentioned can be hard to watch.

"okay. we can watch it tonight." you said, giving him a small smile. he smiled back at you, feeling good about his decision.

you knew he was scared, but even you were a little nervous yourself. was elvis going to cry? would he be able to finish it? it is a long movie, after all. but you had talked it up so much, you were afraid it wouldn't live up to his expectations. and you refused to admit that it was definitely a comfort movie of yours, again, minus the last 30 minutes. sometimes you just end the movie when it's at a good part, that's how you want to remember it. but it's different now since you have elvis. you could finish the ending and he would be right next to you.

later that night, you both sat next to each other on the couch, waiting for someone to hit play. the remote was in your hand, so obviously you would have to do it, but you were still unsure. “elvis, we don't have to do this.” you said, looking at the title page for the movie. “i know i don’t, but i want to.” he sighed. “and besides,” he looked at you, placing his hands on your face and turning your head towards him. “i have you. the best source of comfort i could ever ask for.” he placed a soft kiss to your lips and smiled. “i love you, you always know what's best for me. always lookin’ out for me.”

you swore you could cry at that very moment. you were so lucky, so grateful to have elvis in your life. when he first showed up at your doorstep, begging for any sort of help, you thought you were dreaming. he had a lot to learn, he couldn't believe half of the things you taught him. when he kissed you for the first time, it hit you that elvis was real. he was right in front of you, still as handsome as ever. he was all yours, just your little secret.

you smiled at him, nodding. “i just want you to be okay.” he sat back, putting his arm around you. “don't worry, baby. i’ll tell ya if it's too much. let's see who needs more comforting when it ends, you or me!” he laughed. “now c’mon. get on with it, let's watch it. i can't look at this title screen any longer.” you took a deep breath, in and out, and pressed play, the suspicious minds intro filling the room.

you kept glancing over at elvis to see if he was enjoying himself, which he definitely was. his eyes were glued to the screen during austin's entire louisiana hayride performance. you can’t count how many times “well, goddamn” has left his mouth.

“aw hell, they put that steve allen performance on here too? nobody needs to remember that!” he groaned.

and then of course, the trouble scene. he made you pause so he could explain what actually happened, which you already knew, but you let him have his moment anyway. the moment you hit play and austin started performing trouble, it took everything in you to stop yourself from squealing or crying. elvis looked over at you when austin got on his knees, shaking his head. “i don't know why you're actin’ like that. you've got the real thing right here!” you shushed him and he gasped, “nah, i know you ain’t shushin’ me! stop lookin’ at him like that!”

the scene with gladys was difficult for him. he had asked you to pause towards the end of the scene. elvis stared at the screen, bouncing his leg up and down and nervously chewing at his nails.

“are you okay?” you asked him. “i just need a minute.” he said quietly. you got closer to him, wrapping your arms around him tightly and burying your head in his shoulder. the scent of the soap he used from his shower earlier gave you a bit of comfort.

“i love you.” you said to him, softly.

you kissed him on the cheek and gave the knee he was shaking a slight squeeze. “we don’t have to finish it.” he shook his head, “no, no. i’m okay. i-i’m okay. let's keep going. thank you, baby.” he gave you a quick kiss as you hit play once again.

he warmed back up slowly, although he didnt say a word during the scene with him and priscilla in germany. you never really asked about her considering what would happen with them a few years later, which you also mentioned to him during the same conversation about his future.

that was the one problem you had with your relationship, you knew he was always with other women despite being with priscilla. but you being in a relationship with him now had to be different, right? you tried to not think about it much. you just wanted to enjoy every moment you had with elvis, and you hoped he felt the same way too. he didn't get out much anyway.

in another world, he was the king of rock and roll. in your world, he was just a guy on the street who looked and sounded like elvis, cause nobody was going to believe that he was magically alive. but of course to you, he was your best friend, your boyfriend and the most talented man to ever walk on this earth.

he was okay with your world, he liked the peace and quiet but most importantly he liked you.

he really enjoyed the viva las vegas mashup and the little montage about his movies and his memphis mafia. you rolled your eyes at some of his side comments regarding how he hated his movies, despite you telling him how much you loved them. except….well, there are a couple movies you'd never watch again.

“honey, i told ya, i am not gonna sit down and watch one of my movies with you. i don't wanna talk about em’ anymore!”

“elvis, it's 2022. do you realize how many people love and rewatch your movies?”

“y/n, i’d rather watch paint dry than watch those movies”

elvis was not prepared for the comeback special scene at all. it hadn't been that long since the special came out before he showed up in your life. you'd never seen him so excited, he couldn't believe what he was watching.

“well i'll be damned, he’s got the moves and everything down perfectly!” he shook his head in amazement. “even the suits, it's all perfect!”

you had a soft spot for if i can dream. prior to elvis being in your life, you would always listen to it after a bad day or after a panic attack. so when you first watched austin’s performance, you definitely shed a few tears in that theater. but you didn't expect to be crying after watching the same performance for the 10th time, especially next to elvis himself.

he glanced over at you, concerned. he reached for the remote and paused the movie. “are you cryin’?”

you turned your head the opposite way so he wouldn't see you wiping your tears. “no….why would i be crying?” you said, trying to sound as normal as possible.

you reached for the remote but your boyfriend moved his arm back, out of your reach. “this movie is halfway over and we've paused at least five goddamn times,” he joked. “d’ya need a minute?” you shook your head and waved your hand, signaling for him to press play. he used his hand to wipe your remaining tears away and gave you a quick kiss before resuming the movie.

then came the most frustrating half of the movie, when he starts playing at the international. elvis hadn't lived this part of his life yet, so you couldn't imagine how angry this part of the movie would make him.

you loved the suspicious minds performance, but watching tom write out deals with the owner of the hotel always left you fuming.

“i knew that man was up to no good, i just knew it! i shoulda fired him ages ago! i can’t believe he would lie to me like this. that bastard….” he muttered.

he continued to make various comments, especially asking you whether some things actually happened or not. such as him getting attacked on stage, him repeatedly asking you if the colonel really lied about who he was. the worst was when he'd ask you about the pills, you still couldn't handle talking to him about them.

he didn’t say a word when you watched priscilla leave him and neither did you. you kept glancing over at his face to look for any reaction, but all you could see was him gripping the edge of the couch. you knew he wanted to say something, but you left it at that.

it only got worse once it was him and priscilla talking about him getting help. at that point, you were both a little more separated from each other on the couch.

you could tell it was getting too much for elvis. his eyes were getting glossy and the hand resting on the couch was trembling. all you wanted to do was hold him but once again, you let him be.

then the headline came up on the screen.

he was definitely tearing up at this point. he noticed your eyes getting glossy too and reached for your hand, squeezing it tightly between the two of you.

it's almost over. you just needed to get through unchained melody and you would never have to watch this with elvis again. you don't even think you could ever watch this movie again by yourself either.

you were fine up until “....i’ll be coming home, wait for me…..” started playing through the tv, showing the transition from austin to the real elvis. you couldn't tell who was crying more, you or the man next to you.

he was in disbelief. there was no way his life could end just like that. seeing his name at the end was almost like a wake up call to him. what would happen if he ended up back in 1969 tomorrow? would he forget all of this? and what if he remembered? would he try and prevent all of this from happening? more importantly, would he forget you?

he was so caught up in his own thoughts, he didn't realize he was crying. he didn't realize you were next to him also crying. you were almost crying more than he was.

the credits finished rolling and it was back on the title screen for the movie. you both sat there in silence for a minute. you didn't want to look at him.

none of what you watched was new to you. you knew how the movie ended, you knew all the songs, all the lines but it was all different this time. you've grown so attached to this man over the years and now he's next to you and so madly in love with you.

you would pray every night, asking whatever god is out there to please let you wake up next to him the next day, to please not take him away from you.

at this point, you were the only one crying. elvis was beside you trying to calm down and collect his thoughts. he finally looked over at you with sadness in his eyes. “oh, baby…” you began to cry into your hands. he quickly got closer to you, pulling you in his arms and holding you tightly.

elvis felt like home. you felt safe in his arms like nothing could take you away from him.

he rubbed your back softly, moving his hand up and down. “it's okay. i’m here. ‘m not gonna let anything happen to you or us.” he pulled away from you, locking his eyes with your glossy ones.

“i need you to listen to me.” he took your hands and held them tightly. “i don’t know what's gonna happen tomorrow. i don’t know what's gonna happen in a week, a month, hell even next year. all i know is meeting you has changed me y/n. if i go back tomorrow, i pray that i remember you and this moment. but i believe god brought me here with you for a reason.”

you reached out and kissed him, savoring every second of him. you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling away yet not breaking eye contact. “i can’t let anything happen to you, you can't leave me. you just can't.” you sniffled. “elvis, i’ve never been so in love with someone in my entire life a-and i’m just so thankful to have you here in front of me. he smiled at you. “i know, baby. i know. everyday i thank the lord for bringing me here with you.”

the two of you kissed once again, this time with more passion. eventually he pulled away, laughing to himself.

“what are you laughing at?” you asked, slightly annoyed.

“all of this because of that…that austin kid.” he sat back and looked at you, shaking his head. “man, that movie really did somethin’ to us. now tell me, would you rather have me or austin?”

you paused for a minute, deep in thought. elvis frowned, “you gotta be kiddin’ me, really?” he asked. “well…..” you teased. he playfully threw the nearest pillow at you.

“c’mere.” he pulled you onto his lap, smiling and running his fingers through your hair. “listen baby, i’m gonna marry ya some day. ain't nothin’ gonna stop me. i got no pills and no tom parker to stop me from doin’ anything. and definitely no austin butler is gonna stop me either.” he placed a kiss on your cheek.

you chuckled, “let’s see who proposes to me first, then we’ll talk”

“good lord, i’ve never met anyone like you.” he said, shaking his head at you.

“well, i hope not.”

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noonachronicles · 3 years

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Hi! I believe I wrote the submission the previous anon mentioned, and while it was upsetting to see I do want to apologize if you felt I was "dictatorial" or if I creeped you out in any way (even though you said you didn’t mind the review). That was not my intention at all. I was merely excited to read something about my ults for the first time in years and it came at a time when sh!t was hitting the fan with Russia so the escapism was welcomed. (1/3)

I always figured authors preferred lengthier reviews that showed actual interest rather than a couple of emojis and "That was amazing!" but maybe I laid it on too thick even if I genuinely felt that way and wanted to praise your writing and discuss the story. You mentioned in your a/n that you weren't confident in this piece because you tried something new and I just wanted to reassure that it's a good story that's written well. You're a good writer and you deserve to know that. (2/3)

Sorry for the late reply to your actual response of my review though! I've been processing TOP's interview and the imminent group comeback so it's been a weird time on top of RL. Your explanation for the usage of "Tabi" makes total sense, especially if you don't use Korean honorifics in your fics! I'm sure I'm the only VIP it gave pause to so don't worry about it 😂 I still love the story and am very much looking forward to the next part! I'll try to be less wordy in my next review 😄❤️(3/3)

Please please please! Don’t worry, don’t apologize, there’s really no need. I loved the review. I genuinely appreciate it so much. Maybe it’s just me (although from what I’ve seen from other creators it’s definitely not) but there’s been a drop in content interaction. It’s hard to stay motivated to keep writing when it feels like you’re not doing it for anyone. And I knowww, I know “write/create a for yourself” and all that but still. It’s nice to know sometimes that you’re not total garbage at the thing you love to do the most lol. Please don’t ever feel like you have to hold back, especially with me. I appreciate everything people who take the time to read my stories have to say. You gave me a piece of your time by reading it, I don’t mind giving you my time in return.

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Do you know of any masterposts of things to do to cheer up. I got triggered by something earlier today and I'm struggling and I'm not in a place where "validating words" help

Hi anon. I’m sorry to hear you’re not having a great day. I don’t tend to usually operate as an advice blog (and am not planning to start), but I do also LOVE giving advice, and while I don’t have a masterpost, I think I have some tips that may help you out.

My go-to process when I need to make my brain switch emotional tracks from a state of distress is usually a combination of one or more of these three strategies:

1) I do a Five Things Countdown or other mental centering exercise.

You can find the instructions right here. Sometimes I replace the “one thing you can taste” observation with an affirmation that is counter to my feelings of distress, such as making myself list “one thing that made me smile this week” or “one thing I like about myself” or “one thing I am proud of about myself”.

Take your time, give each observation a few seconds to really sink in, and practice deep, measured breathing while you do so.

Going into a little mental descriptive detail about the objects you observe can also help it feel more concrete (ex: “I see a vase, it is blue with green spirals on it, and holds eight pink flowers and five white ones”), and really slow the world down and ground you to it.

2) I journal out my thoughts or how I am feeling.

I have an actual journal notebook for this, but you can also use the Notes app on your phone, a word doc, a random piece of paper, whatever. The most important thing is to not censor yourself and to simply unload this train of thought you can’t stop having into an external space, which helps process it.

Don’t let shame govern what you write during this exercise — nobody ever has to read these thoughts but you.

If you want, you can then symbolically dispose of the thoughts by ripping up the page, deleting the note, etc, if it makes you feel better. Can be very cathartic!

3) Finally, I put on some kind of audio or visual media which makes me laugh or smile.

This is the “cheer me up” stage. Sometimes I will just skip right to this step if I need an IMMEDIATE mood intervention. The audio/visual nature of this is important for me personally because I find it helps to choose something that is going to play itself out without needing any effort or active engagement on my part — I can just sit there and it happens.

My personal go-to’s for this purpose are upbeat music, standup comedy (especially old favourites that reliably make me laugh every time, like John Mulaney’s special The Comeback Kid, or his Salt & Pepper Diner bit), or my favourite top-tier side-splitting Vine compilations. You will know best what is funny to you personally, however I personally ALWAYS at least chuckle a little at this nonsense (cw: shouting).

The intent with this step is that now that you have centered yourself and processed your thoughts, you want to distract and kick-start your brain into moving on to a different emotional state. In my experience, laughter in particular is GREAT for that, because it creates all kinds of endorphins and it’s hard to think of anything else when laughing your ass off. If you decide to go with upbeat music, consider giving in to the urge to dance should it arise!

If you feel up to it, do some colouring, doodling, or some other kind of physical task while this is happening, to better engage your hands/body and the rest of your brain (cooking food and cleaning stuff is good for this, as are stim toys or physical exercise). Do this “audio-visual stimulation” step for as long as it takes to shift your mood or occupy your time until sleep.

Bonus item: having music on throughout the first two steps can really help to fill the space between your thoughts with something ongoing that has a set emotional tone. That tone can be whatever you feel like you need during this time (stuff that makes you sad, stuff that makes you happy, whatever!).

Anyway, I hope this helps, Anon! 💜

This is just my personal set of what I’ve found to be the most effective quick-intervention strategies. Followers, what do you use to shift yourself out of a crummy emotional state?

PS: When it comes to longer-term responses to Bad Days that are good to have in your back pocket, I’d like to talk a bit about my Baseline Recovery checklist that I made. However, that will make a long post even longer, so I will put that part under the cut for those who are interested.

This is a checklist that I made, which I activate on days when I realize that whatever plans I had for the day have been thrown off-track by one kind of depressive spiral or another. You know, the days where you just feel like a lethargic grimy slug, and realize you haven’t moved or looked up from your phone in six hours, and everything is Garbage but it feels like you can’t get out of that cycle bc you haven’t done any self-care all day? I call that fugue state “Slug Mode”. ADHD brain tricks me into it all the time, especially during the pandemic! Often enough that I decided to make an escape plan for it.

The Baseline Recovery list is designed to step-by-step build me back up to a semi-functional state, by starting with small, simple tasks which are also the most essential for my wellbeing, and then building towards more complex objectives. The goal is to “recover to a healthy baseline state”, hence the title.

Each step puts me in a better space to accomplish the step after it — for example, having water to drink allows me to take my meds, and eating literally anything will give me the energy to get up and do some basic personal hygiene. They build on top of each other like a pyramid.

Even if I only complete two or three steps before going back into Slug Mode, I will still be better off physically and mentally than when I hadn’t done any of the steps at all. That’s why I broke “hygiene” and “food” down into two levels — the first level of each one is very basic “survival mode” stuff, and is based on prioritizing fuel for my body and basic physical comfort/cleanliness, while the second levels are more energy-intensive and “optional”, but have long-term benefits. Even if I don’t manage to shower, brushing my teeth and taking a piss and wiping my face with a baby wipe are still important wins. And even if I don’t consume a single vegetable in this whole process, eating the Pringles from my bedside drawer will still give me more calories to fuel me than I had in my body before.

I also allow myself to skip Sleep, Healthy Food and Level 2 hygiene and go right to Make A Task List if this is the kind of day where time demands we speedrun things, or if I know that I am only going to have the energy for very very basic self-care today and will overwhelm myself by trying something harder. And that’s fine! The point of the list is to ease myself gradually back into the steps of existing. I give myself grace and I am patient with myself.

It doesn’t have to look like this, but I would recommend taking some time when you are in a “good” mental state and writing out a plan you can put into action when you need to bounce back from a bad day. Your list might include steps for mindfulness or emotion management, or anything else you find is any important part of getting your groove back. I have mine laminated and keep it on my bedside table, so that it’s within arm’s reach when I need it. Perhaps a pocket index card, or a note on your phone, might be a more useful format to you!

Trying to plan your way out of a bad mental state when you’re in the middle of it can feel like you’re Sisyphus pushing his boulder up the hill, only to have it roll back down on him. Having a plan ahead of time that you can put into action on autopilot with minimal effort is a lifesaver, would definitely recommend!

Again, I hope this was helpful to you, and I hope your day improves, or that tomorrow is better for you. 💜

#long post #asks #anon #self-care #mental health #depression #adhd adventures #most of these are strategies I learned from therapists or constructed myself using what I learned from the therapists #anyway i hope this very long post helps you out a bit!! and anyone else who needs it

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colaloli · 4 years

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A Rare Sight

It's Lico/Kasumi but doesn't necessarily need to be a romantic ship... I wrote this drabble 3am and forgot about it (but might as well post it lol)

It's in Kasumi POV. (Warning: Dumb fluff... and Lico Language)

What a rare sight. He's here. I opened the door to the reha room and found that this person who always ditches his job is right here with me today. Team B's Lico. Well, how should I describe him… He's good to look at with that solemn face… until he opens his mouth. How he consistently spit garbage from those lips has been like a charm on its own. As detestable as it sounds, once you get used to it, it just becomes like a cute running gag.

Today, our job is to clean up. He has his bucket of soapy water and a mop, but aside from that, no cleaning has progressed. Lico is quite busy… on his phone.

“Ah~ Isn't this a miracle~” I said as I approached him. “Lico is actually here to do his job~”

“Uwaah— what the hell, Kasumi! Every. Single. Time. You do that, it starts to get annoying! Can't you do something about that thin presence of yours? Honestly, it's gross” he said back. What a pleasant greeting.

“Ahaha, sorry~ I can't help it since I'm a mob character~” I said as I unpacked some cleaning materials. “But really, why are you here?” I may have not meant to say that out loud, in that condescending kind of tone at that, but there goes those words flying out of my mouth.

“Hahh??!!” as expected, that ticked Lico off. His sharp shriek pierced through my eardrums.

“Ahaha~ I mean, usually you skip work on shifts when we are together so I can't help but be amused that you showed up today~” I said in a cooing manner to avoid making him more pissed.

“Tch— shut up”

“Not like there will be any difference if you're here or not~” I muttered, but since it's just the two of us in here in the reha room, my voice is still audible.

“What do you mean by that? Are you saying that I can't do my job properly? Give me that rug!” he grabbed the rag in my hand and started wiping the mirrors.

Pfft— what an easy person. His mouth may be trash, but he isn't that bad. Well… he's bad, but compared to some other people in this place, Lico is just normal. At least, in this restaurant, he's not in the category of “possibly killed someone already”.

If he'd be in an otome game trope he's that. A narcissist playboy with (surprise— not really) a sad backstory. Only... his redemption arc seems to be still very, very far away.

“You know what, this silence is unbearable. I'm gonna take a break” Lico mumbled, tossing the rag to the bucket. It literally hasn't been five minutes. He pulled a chair, sat down and proceeded to fiddle with his phone. “Hey” he said after a short while, my cleaning progress already at seventy percent.

“Hmm?” I said without turning around to him.

“I don't really care that much but it's so bothersome and creepy” he began. Tsundere translator app: I'm curious about it. “What's with the bangs?”

“Ehh… It's only natural for a mob character though~” I played it off with my typical response. “That’s so mean to call it bothersome and creepy~”

“That's why— what's with the ‘mob chara’ this and that? Seriously, this store is full of weirdos but those I can ignore, but that suspicious hair is just— tch” Tsun tsun translation: I'M VERY CURIOUS ABOUT IT.

“Well… That's personal info” I flatly responded.

“Hmph, so you're running away through that, huh?” he said in his usual haughty tone. “Ah, I know. You're probably veryyyyyy ugly. Sickening. Unbearably hideous”

“Wah— no, I'd say my face is normal. Bland. Just mob character material” it almost got to me. This guy… it’s a talent to have that shit of a mouth. I almost slipped out of character...

“Ehhh then why are you hiding it for?” he taunted.

“I'm… just a mob chara~” Uwahh, he’s really pushing. Isn’t it better when he ditches work? That is peaceful compared to this. One huge pile of trash less to clean up.

“Hehh, so? What is it? Ah, dark bags worse that Heath's? That's right, you work in the daytime, too, so you probably have those, huh???” He continued to be 'Lico'.

“N-No, it's not—”

“Ahh, wrinkles? Right, you're an old man after all. Was time mean to you???”

“I'm still in my thirties…” I said with a sigh. “It's really not that. I told you already that it's just normal. Now—”

“If it isn't that—” suddenly, he strikes my bangs away from my eyes. Ah… I got careless. How did I let my guard down? This person’s obnoxiously terrible mouth actually got to me so bad that I let him have the opportunity to slap my mob character hairstyle away. “Hahh!” he yelled as if he's so victorious. He had that very pleased smirk as he looked at my exposed face. His expression slowly warps into a frustrated frown. I looked at him, waiting for what else can come out of that potty mouth, but Lico completely became quiet.

“... So?” I said after a while of awkward silence. “I told you, there's nothing special about it”

“....... WHAT THE FUCK” he finally spoke up. Really, this person’s mouth...

“Hey, if you have a problem with my face, I'll quickly cover it back right now. Sorry—”

“It's beautiful. So fucking beautiful, are you kidding me?! ‘Normal’ my ass!” Lico exclaimed.

“Ah… but it's just… normal” I said with a blank stare of awe. He is still being the Lico he is but he’s actually… complimenting me.

“Tch, you are so used to your pretty little face that it's normal, huh? Wow, this just makes it ten times more annoying. What a waste, hiding that with that dirty looking mop”

“Hey…” to be saying nice comments and being annoying at the same time is a talent in itself...

“I’ve always thought that it doesn't suit you to be in a team of beauties but it turns out you fit in just fine, huh”

“... Well thank you, I guess. That's a compliment, right? Am I right?”

“Of course it is! And it's from me! My judgement for appearances is superb. You should be reallyyyy thankful” he said proudly.

“Uwah, thanks” I said in a monotone. This person is really unbelievable… “Beautiful, huh… the truth is, I don't find my face unpleasant but to be called beautiful… M-Multiple times in a row at that. Now that it sank into my brain, that's really… embarrassing” my face began growing red and hot.

“Hahh?! Don't make it sound weird! How gross! You're making it seem like I'm interested in you or something!” Lico said back, his bright blush competing with mine.

“Well maybe you are? You were so curious on how I look like~” finally, I can fire comebacks at him.

“Eww, shut up! Give me that rag so we can finish this and I can leave!!”

“Ehh… fufu, you can just leave anytime you want though. For someone often ditching work, what's stopping you~?”

“Stop making me look like an evil person or like I'm staying here for you. Stupid! So annoying! Gross! I really hate you!”

“Ahaha~ Really, your mouth ruins it...”

“Hahh???!!!”

“...... Your beautiful face~”

#yea i write dumb things sometimes lol #there would be more licosumi interaction if lico didn't skip work #blackstar theater starless #bsts #blst #bsts lico #bsts kasumi #cola writes sometimes

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maguro13-2 · 2 months

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Shattered Hero Rekindled ~ Origins of the Ink Demon : Episode Maka Pt.18 ~

*Back in 2004 A.D."

*LUNAR BASE DIANA*

Usagi : Hello? Richard Osmond from Echo Night? It's me Usagi, I've comeback from the moon over a year now. Richard Osmond.

*suddenly, nobody is around*

Usagi : It's quiet. Too quiet. Is anybody here? Luna, Tuxedo Mask, Girls! Where is everybody? There's gotta be a way to find these people that isn't all alone, nothing but loneliness. Everyone who thought of living here is all gone. Was I strong enough to find those that aren't missing. Where can anyone be?

*Usagi searches everyone*

Usagi : Hello? Yoohoo! Ohayo! Are you awake!? There's no one here, nothing but loneliness, and silence. After fighting against evil back in Japan for over year how did this happened. Hmm?

*Usagi sees Sailor Pluto*

Usagi : Setsuna? What are you doing here? I mean, Sailor Pluto, thank goodness you are alright. Have you seen the others? I've been alone since everyone is not here at this facility.

Sailor Pluto : So, you've finally arrived this time, Sailor Moon.

Usagi : How did you know who I am?

Sailor Pluto : Haven't you figured it out yet, Sailor Moon? I discovered that humanity has thrown me away, into the cold reaches of this universe, our kind betrayed me, you know. Humankind told science someone little 9th body that is no a longer a world or even a planet, thinking I'm some kind of dwarf planet. Does humanity care about the other planets and not me, how come this year called 2006 would be the end for me? Are you saying that you wanted me to be thrown away, like I wanted to demoted. I thought that I, too, had been a superhero long enough I had enough this game of charades. How can humanity rejected me, Sailor Moon?!

Usagi : What are you saying?

Sailor Pluto : I'm talking about me as Sailor Pluto who wanted to save the galaxy as a sailor scout, but then scientists thought that I wanted to be demoted as the 9th guardian of the solar system. Humans like you thrown me away and treated me like garbage! That was their own fault. So that is why I couldn't take humanity's foolishness once and for all, after all, I'm still a superhero despite humanity calling me some kind of little person! Is humanity really just an arrogant species parasites like you all the time? I will not die, I will never lose, I despise all of mankind that treated me trash and it's you Sailor Moon. You tried to throw away my future, you have ruined everything for me!

[Echo Night - Beyond/Nebula OST : Track 4]

Usagi : What...What did you mean I've ruined everything for you. I didn't meant to do something like that! No, I wouldn't! My friends would never let you down? And I'm sorry that I thought that everyone think that you would be a dwarf

Sailor Pluto : Oh yeah? Then what did you expect this to prove it!?

Usagi : No...My friends!

*DBZ SFX : Surprise*

Rei : Usagi! We were wrong, all wrong! Setsuna has come and she brought these--

Heartless : Shut the f*ck up, b*tch! *kicks Rei in the stomach*

Rei : Ugh!

Heartless : Well, well, well. If it ain't the superheroes who turned their backs on their comrades, throwing them away like pieces of trash. You were the ones who made us led here to teach you superheroes a lesson about calling others names like Dwarf to the ones that you entrusted the most.

Minako : Okay! We confess! It's all of Humanity's fault! They told us that Pluto would no longer be one of us! Same goes to Usagi!

Usagi : Why...Why did I ever deserve this!?

Makoto : Please, don't! We'll do anything for ourselves! We promise that would never make you guys appear like this!

Usagi : Did I do something wrong? Did I make humanity be so...arrogant? How...How can I do such a thing? I...I did nothing wrong, I swear!

Heartless : *chuckles* I can't believe you just had to go and make their favorite get thrown away like that trash she isn't part of your group. What a bunch of p*ssies.

Heartless 2 : Yeah, a bunch of p*ssies you are. Superheroes have no right to treat their comrades like garbage. You have such a wonderful life on earth and kind of a klutz on your old days, good thing that we all brought these to teach you the simplest of reasons.

Heartless 3 : This is quite the end of you!

Heartless : So...Greatest Superhero of Japan. What will you do along with wretched supers that demand rightful respect on smothering humanity's face. Will you risk your life on apologizing this woman, or will you be punching my lights just to save your friends or humanity itself. ?

Usagi : *grunting+clenched fists*

Heartless : Well, I guess that you really know your place do you. I guess that we have no further use but to dispose your friends and all of humanity itself. When the galaxy is gone you won't be seeing your face around here in the universe, but don't worry, Earth will be fine as wine...with all of humanity gone from the place that shall be crept in the everlasting of purge of Darkness!

Rei : No! Please!

Ami : Help us, Usagi!

Makoto : What are you doing, Usagi!? Move it!

Minako : Please, Usagi! We...We didn't deserve this!

Usagi : Please, stop! I beg of you! No more!

Rei : We're sorry okay! We're sorry that we treated you trash! Just tell me how do we stop this madness!

Sailor Pluto : Revenge and payback, this is going to hurt you as well, Sailor Moon. I guess yours will have to do next.

Usagi : Wha-?

*gets restrained by the heartless*

Usagi : No, Pluto! Please forgive me what I've done! I confess! I confess! Please, what did we do wrong!?

Sailor Pluto : This hurts me more than it hurts you, Usagi. Just feel the pain and then your light shall never remained. It goes beddy bye to the ones who will fall into total...darkness.

Usagi : PLUTO!!! NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

*Usagi gets splashed*

Usagi : *coughs out* Huh?

*It is revealed that Usagi woke up from dream*

Sailor Mars : *holding the bucket* I told you that would wake her up.

Sailor Mercury : Usagi! Thank goodness you're okay.

Sailor Moon : Guys. What are you doing here? And why is Pluto here?

Sailor Pluto : I'm just right here, I heard with you screaming from your sleep.

Sailor Jupiter : I experienced that you had a horrible dream about Pluto's worrying. But not to worry, we won't let her down, she's still one of us.

Sailor Venus : Yeah!

Sailor Saturn : So why did even bother calling Sailor Pluto dwarf?

[Echo Night : Beyond/Nebula OST : Track 6]

Sailor Moon : It was horrible, those heartless, me treating Setsuna like she's some kind of space trash, if wasn't for humanity's own ideals, this would've easily infected her role as a superhero. Not to worry, all the heroes of Japan would easily keep our secret forever. So don't expect the media about Pluto's demotion.

Sailor Saturn : Of course. Although, I wonder if we figured that we died along with Tuxed Mask at the end 1990s.

Sailor Moon : But how are we alive? And how are we still at Earth's moon, this part of the Lunar Base, am I alone? No clue of where we are.

*Images flashing*

Sailor Moon : I get it. We died aboard on that shuttle to our trip to the moon and...there were supernatural entities called Ghosts. All of that was nothing but dark and coldness in the reaches of space. Since our author and creator thought that it was a good idea to end our tale, how did we ended up on the moon and have no where to live? What was our purpose on being in the first place.

Tuxedo Mask : It's been a while, Sailor Moon.

Sailor Moon : Oh, it's you.

Chibiusa : We've been looking for you.

[Echo Night: Beyond/Nebula OST : Track 13]

Sailor Moon : You guys...

Chibiusa : What's the matter? You feel kind a strange since Sailor Moon ended in 97. Do we look funny? I've been alone on the moon at this facility you in which you slumber for 9 years.

Tuxedo Mask : So the nice man in the space suit kept you and your friends safe for two years. Do not worry, I'm a copy of the original.

Sailor Moon : A copy?

Chibiusa : Of course, we're copies of the original. Both you and Mamoru are a part of your story. I'm Chibiusa.

Tuxedo : And I'm Tuxedo Mask.

Sailor Moon : So all of this time, I've been so glad to be alive. Are we all copies of the originals?

Kenneth Livingston : Perhaps that Claudia would understand who you really are, Sailor Moon.

Sailor Moon : Who are you?

Kenneth Livingston : I'm Kenneth, Kenneth Livignston, I am android replicate. And you are copies of the original heroes.

Sailor Moon : So what can we do since we don't know who we are?

Kenneth Livingston : Why don't ask Richard, he's the only survivor that has the ability to see ghosts. He'll guide you to see Claudia, his wedded wife. Remember, I memorize things on people who got involved with this facility has lost their lives. *walks off*

Sailor Moon : Richard? Hey, where you going? I forgot about who Richard is.

*scene changes*

Sailor Moon : It's so spooky that it's not even quiet. You guys though of survival horror?

Sailor Venus : Probably.

Sailor Moon : I guess that it's all fair shares. Since Chibiusa and Tuxedo Mask were copies of the originals, I wonder if how are we alive and what we're doing here at this facility on the Earth's moon.

*footsteps approaching*

Sailor Moon : Huh? Who's there? Okay, whoever you are. Mom, Dad, Shingo? Listen...If you're worrying about me, please tell your daughter, then I am a happy girl who is literally a klutz. But don't go crazy on me, I would never do such things! Don't come near me!

*Richard in his spacesuit appears*

Sailor Moon : Oh, it's only you. Richard Osmond.

Sailor Venus : So you're the guy who kept us safe from the evils. But the evils hadn't been shown their faces in about one year. I mean, we are on the moon and you are the survivor of that crashed shuttle. Heck, both our shuttles were destroyed before we even got to the moon.

Sailor Moon : Could you lead us to Claudia, the woman who was calling your name? Claudia...I thought so. That voice is from that I though I heard someone calling your name...Your Fiancee Claudia and you were a on space trip to the moon. Suddenly, while visiting there for your honeymoon...

*Richard's voice shifts in*

Richard Osmond's voice : ...There was an intense shock and roaring sound...a massive shock as the shuttled crashed onto the moon. That's all I remember...I'm slowly starting to come to...But I can't sense that Claudia is here anywhere...

Sailor Moon : And that is why you went alone to see everyone died, were we survivors of the crashed/ That shuttle we were in? We used to ride in a shuttle for our honeymoons. Eventually we all died and thought that we survived. But here we are, on the moon, two heroes that survived a crashed shuttle on the moon. And here we are.

Rei : Usagi...We must meet the ghost, she's been expecting us.

*Scene changes to the Observatory*

[Echo Night : Beyond/Nebula : Track 16]

Sailor Moon : Well...This is it. The Observatory.

Sailor Mercury : Kinda spooky around here.

Claudia : I was expected to see you all.

*Claudia's spirit appears*

"Claudia Selfer : Victim of the Crashed Shuttle*

Sailor Moon : Woah. You're, umm. Hi, uhh, ghost of Claudia. We are the Sailor Guardians and what did we know about it. How did we ended up on the moon.

Claudia : Ever since you left the world for a long time, all of you died in that horrible accident after your marriage. I found out that you and your friends were merely copies of the originals, not the real ones who died and even you, Sailor Moon.

Sailor Moon : Hold on, we're copies of the original and...me? But what happened to my original body? Who created us as Copies?

*images flashing*

Sailor Moon : ...The witch. Claudia about the witch, when our originals selves were on the shuttle back in 97, the one caused the crashed and killing us both was to believe the intense shock and roaring sound. Both us and Richard were passengers of the shuttles, we died when our shuttles went into accident, same goes to Richard and me that wounded up at the moon on the same time. So who created us as copies of the original?

Claudia : Drawcia. Drawcia was the one who created you after your original selves disappeared, the real and original Sailor Moon is gone.

*flashback*

Naoko Takeuchi : Oh, God! I lost everything, Sailor Moon is gone when they aboarding that shuttle, but she somehow survived after her shuttle exploded and crashed onto the moon by that faulty accident. But it was no accident I tell ya. So...to make a duplicate of my original superheroes group, I needed your help, Mrs. Drawcia. The Sailor Guardians have reached the end of their tale of making the marriage complete, and now my marriage will be finally at it this time, with Yu Yu Hakusho's author.

Drawcia : Of course, I will recreate the famous heroes that protected this planet for six years. Smiting the wicked, bringing the love and justice, Don't worry, they will return once I create the copies then you can meet your heroes in which you created.

Naoko Takeuchi : Oh thank you, kind lady.

Drawcia : It's Drawcia, Drawcia the sorceress. I do what it needs to be done.

*flashback end*

Sailor Moon : So I guess it's true, we're copies of the original Sailor Guardians that is us. We died on that shuttle, it turns out that the shuttle we were on was a death trap orchestrated by those heartless! Our shuttle crashed when they sabotage the shuttles, but Richard Osmond's shuttle was caused by the Red Stone to make it crashed onto the moon, setting the mysteries and events of Echo Night : Nbeula.

*Ding*

Sailor Moon : (to the viewers) Echo Night Beyond, it's the only From Software game that you really wanted to play, in space. (To Claudia) So now what do we do? We're stuck on the moon, two heroes that survived a crashed in the shuttle accident after our honeymoons. And we are completely surrounded with no wearing the space suits with video game and cartoon logic.

Sailor Mercury : Is there a way to fight back these heartless, Ghost of Claudia Selfer?

Sailor Mars : How do we get back on earth?

[Echo Night : Beyond/Nebula OST : Opening/Track 15]

Claudia : Revenge. The only way to fight back to save your world is bring vengeance to those who have died. The real ones may have their lives, but they are beyond this world and became the stars that they are. But you, copies of the originals are the only ones who can save this world from them. Besides, the only that I loved him as well, Goodbye and even you, Richard.

*Claudia's spirit leaves*

Sailor Moon : Claudia wait!....She's gone.

Sailor Jupiter : Not quite. Look. We found her body.

*Richard sees his dead wife Claudia*

Sailor Moon : She has been dead the entire time. Now that we're the only ones left that are copies of the originals, we'll do what is our to save this planet from evil and deterioration. I am the Moonlight that is the messanger of Love, so that is why, I always keep on fighting. But first what are we gonna do with the body of your wife?

*Richard carries Claudia's corpse*

*cues Echo Night Beyond True/Good Ending*

*Footsteps*

*Richard stops to see the portraits of him and Claudia*

*Richard's face is shown through his helmet*

*Richard resumes walking towards the coffin*

"From now on, things will be different here on the moon. It may have not been for isolation and lonliness, it it is a great place for us to that we like to call it home in our peaceful days."

*Richard puts a ring on Claudia's finger*

"Anything can be possible when we move on from the past and walk towards into the future. A truly moment that we would never forget those days. Sometimes that we need to live life the fullest*

*the coffin starts launching into space*

"With us turning over into a new leaf, no matter what the dangers lies within us, we must live on to carry out ourselves and look forward to achieving our goals. That's how we make a better tomorrow, for a brighter future."

"Thank you."

*Richard gazes upon the Earth*

*Scene goes pitch black then changes to a shore*

"Two years later"

*waves crashing+Seagulls squawking*

Sailor Moon: (sighs) It's good to be back on earth. Now that we're finally out of the moon, we can enjoy precious memories of our daily pasts. Ever since our original selves dies, we've been together like this, me a hero who that everybody knows, a hero to Japan, a hero to earth, and a hero to the universe.

Sailor Saturn : Sailor Moon...I expected your return to earth.

Sailor Moon : Sailor Saturn. Why are you here? It's because you were the only one alive back in 97 when the shuttle we were in was destroyed in accident. Do you remember anything back there?

Sailor Saturn : Well, I did remember. After that entity took over my body and became like this. If I was something like this, we did made it back to earth in 2004 when the enemy heartless were scattering like wildfire. Back then, you saved my life. And I remember who was controlling my body. Mistress 9, that space woman who served Pharaoh 90, but didn't we defeated those guys before we aboard that shuttle we were on?

Sailor Moon : It's their loss, but not long after our originals were shattered and I was the only one alive after my marriage with that Tuxedo Mask guy, so...

Sailor Saturn : So what?

Sailor Moon : So...Our original selves survived but we died during the shuttles crashed onto the moon. Apparently, Richard and Kenneth contacted Drawica while she creating her masterpiece art, Spectacular Space.

Sailor Saturn : It's Spectacle Space, not "Spectacular Space". Drawcia's the one that made us as copies of the original.

Sailor Moon : Certainly.

Sailor Mercury : Sailor Moon! Sailor Moon! Terrible News!

Sailor Moon : Guys what's all the mishaps?

Sailor Venus : We discovered that we have found out that someone made a nasty reunion for us.

Sailor Moon : A reunion? What reunion?

Sailor Mars : It's someone that wanted revenge for the likes of destroying you and therefor....wanted to take action on how we feel.

Sailor Jupiter : Yeah, a deal's a deal. Ain't now way that we super heroes would want to cheat on someone do we?

Sailor Moon : What? Why?

Sailor Mercury : You're gonna pretend that we didn't do it. We cheated death before?

Sailor Moon : If cheating death was literally that stupid, what makes you say that. Luckily, Sailor Saturn we'll do the cause. So, Saturn lead the way for us can we? It's time that we make our annual grudges against the forces of evil. So let's get out of retirement and do some friendly stuff in 2006. Come on, it'll be a fun year or probably a best and worst of all year.

[Echo Night : Beyond/Nebula OST : Track 10]

Sailor Saturn : ....

Sailor Moon : Uhh, Saturn? What's the matter with you? You look strange without saying a word. Do you have something on your mind? Or you have been hitting too much sauce again.

Hotaru/Sailor Saturn : Usagi!

*The real Sailor Saturn appears in front of them*

Sailor Moon : Huh? Saturn, what are you doing here?

Hotaru/Sailor Saturn : What are you fools doing!? Get away from her, all of you! That is not me!

Sailor Saturn (?) : *snickers evilly*

Sailor Moon : What the...?

Sailor Saturn (?) : I would've expected to see you again, Sailor Moon! It's so nice to be back on earth on my feet.

Sailor Moon : What the...? No, no it can't be...but we defeated you and Pharaoh 90. You're alive!

~ Level 17 : A Superhero's Redemption ~

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