#PUT ME BACK IN THE WALL HAHAHAHAHA

[coconut530]

BITTERSWEET REUNIONS

[explosionkatsu]

Just some random drabbles. Hahahahaha!

Bakugo x Singlemom Y/n

"I can't do this."

The love of your life said after you gave birth to your baby.

"W-what?" You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Why now? Why is he backing up now?

"I can't be a father. I don't know how to be a father. Fuck, we shouldn't have done this." He spouted. "I can't take care of that thing."

"This thing you're talking about is our child." You were now enraged. Angry tears streaming down your face as you stare in the man in front of you.

This was supposed to be a great moment. He, carrying your child in his arms while you gaze at them lovingly. But no. He was backing out.

The dream of having your own family was immediately shattered.

"W-why?" You asked. "Why now?"

He looked at you with frantic eyes as if he suddenly realized all his responsibilities. "I'm sorry."

The last word you heard from him before he finally left.

---

Several nurses came to your room when they suddenly heard you crying. Some pity you and some comfort you.

You don't know what to do, what to think.

Your tears continuously stream down your cheeks as you stare at what is supposed to be your little bundle of joy. But right now, as you gaze at your son's peaceful complexion, you are hurting. Everything reminded you of that asshole.

You remembered giving up as a hero when you met him. You remember him telling you how much he wanted a family with you.

All of it was a lie.

"Why.." You whispered. "Why does it have to be me.." You sobbed.

Some days passed like a blur. You were exhausted, depressed, and motionless. Whenever your child starts crying, you can't take him in your arms to rock him to sleep or feed him. You had to ring a nurse to assist you.

They were very understanding of your situation, though. They never complain or even ignore you. Some are comforting you, giving you your meal even though you never touched it. They were worrying about you.

Until you decided to tell him.

He's been there with you ever since high school. Sure, everyone didn't expect you two to be companions, but as of the moment, he's the only someone you have.

Gradually, you picked up your phone from the table beside you. Seeing how many missed calls and messages he left made you at least smile. You read a few of his messages before you click the call button and put it on speaker waiting for him to pick up.

---

An uneventful patrol is what is in his head as he walks around where he's positioned. People are greeting him which he nods in response. Some tried taking a picture with him but he refused to entertain them since he was on duty. He can't lose his concentration.

That was when his phone suddenly rang. If it's Eijiro, he'll sure hang up. But when he checked the caller ID, it was you. Instantly, he pressed the answer button and placed his phone next to his ear.

"The hell happened to you? Why haven't you answered my calls?" Katsuki spoke out while still keeping an eye around him.

Katsuki heard you chuckle on the other line.

"Hello to you too, Katsuki." You giggled.

"You didn't answer my question, dumbass." He tsked.

"I-i.."

Something's off and he knows it.

"What's wrong?" Almost instantly, Katsuki's voice went soft.

You didn't know how to tell him. Katsuki has always hated your ex ever since you guys started dating. He was even pointing out the red flags and yet you chose to ignore his advice.

"I- Katsuki.." You muttered, trying not to cry.

Katsuki was patient though.

"He left.."

After those words came out of your lips, Katsuki immediately asked for her location and ended the call.

There are other heroes around him. They can protect them. Right now, his top priority is you.

---

Once Katsuki reached the hospital, the receptionist was surprised by his sudden appearance. Part of them wanted to be a fan girl but right now, he looks like he's on a rush.

"Tell me Y/N L/N's room, now."

"Y-yes Mr. Dynamight."

---

When Katsuki swung the door, it opened too quickly causing it to hit the wall loudly.

"Y/n!?" He yelled.

But the view in front of him shut him up.

There you are, sitting on the hospital bed as you gaze outside the window, carrying a sleeping baby.

"You'll wake him up, you know." You giggled and turned your gaze to him.

"Where is he?" He growled and made his way towards you closing the poor door behind him.

Mentioning him suddenly made your smile drop and stare at your child.

"H-he.. Backed out.." You said as you gazed upon the peaceful sleeping child in your arms. "He left us."

"That motherfucker." Katsuki cussed. "I know he's a coward."

You chuckled sadly. "You've always warned me about him." You said. "I should've listened."

Katsuki didn't say anything. He dragged a chair and sat beside the hospital bed close to you.

"I should've believed in every word you said." You were now tearing up. "I should've-" You couldn't hold it back any longer and sob quietly. "I-i'm sorry, Katsuki.."

"Tsk." you heard him.

Standing up once again, Katsuki sat on your hospital bed this time and placed a palm on your cheek, wiping a tear with his thumb. "Dumbass." He said, staring at you. "Why are you apologizing? Didn't I tell you I will support you in all your decisions? Everything." He added.

You looked at him, still tearing up. You were so lucky you had someone like him.

Several minutes have passed until you finally calm down. Your head resting against his shoulder while he plays with your hair.

"I can be his father." he blurts out of nowhere which makes you pull back and stare at him in disbelief.

"What?" You were confused, okay?

"I want to be his father." Katsuki repeated with a blank face.

"K-katsuki. I-

"Look." Katsuki sighed. "I liked you for what? How many fucking years. Fuck, this isn't the right time for a confession, but hell. I- shit. I don't like you, I fucking love you, you idiot."

He was ranting while you were still processing what he said.

He loves you?

"Y-you love me?" You blinked.

"I said a lot of words and that's the only one you heard?"

[reikissu]

❥･• kaedehara kazuha and wanderer dating hcs.

a/n: might be ooc, i’ll try my best to edit it and make it more accurate to their character huhu

ꔛ genre: fluff, romance

ꔛ reader: gender neutral

ꔛ warnings: corny stuff, cursing

my, you're a lucky one to be the paramour of kaedehara kazuha.. because life is about to change.

he's swift as the wind, with just his way of words and voice.. he can make you turn flustered in a matter of minutes.

with just a call, you feel as if you're on cloud 9.

"dearest, may you come here?" "huh? uh sure...! (⌯❛௦❛⌯)" then he asks why your cheeks are red HAHA

his petnames for you are like a sweet flavor to his tongue, calling you out by using his petnames makes him feel warm.

he calls you dearest, dear and love. they vary in different days when he chooses one.

his love language is definitely gifts and physical touch, he loves writing poems and giving it to you, since you are his inspiration of the poems he gives to you.

and they turn out to be so romantic that you start giggling while reading it, after all.. it is all about you and he wrote it full-heartedly.

everytime it’s autumn, he would bring you to a cliff where the trees are in view, sitting next to you as you both behold the sight of the maple leaves flowing along with the wind.

he would take one leaf and put it behind your ear as an accessory, "you look beautiful, my love." he says as he gives a soft smile. 🤭

as i also mentioned, his other love language is physical touch. he likes to feel your soft skin against his, he'll kiss you, hug you, hold your hand.. anything that’s comfortable with you.

on certain occasions he would hold your hand, whenever you both are alone of course.. wouldn’t want anyone prying on your moments with kazuha, no?

he would share his experiences when he traveled with beidou or by himself, it would always have interesting events happening in them. so it’s very entertaining to listen to.

HE DEF KNOWS HOW TO SEW, because i hc that when tomo had rips on his clothes, kazuha would fix them. so kazuha would gift you handmade clothes, handkerchiefs, scarfs… you name it, and it will always be in your favorite color. “Ah, shit! My sleeve ripped!” “Mm? Oh, give me the top you’re currently wearing tomorrow, i will fix it.” “You know how to sew?” “Yes, my dear.” “Aw, thank you..” “You’re welcome :)”

sometimes when you both are in the mood to hangout on the ship, Captain Beidou always teases you both “Hey, hey.. no one told me the lovebirds would board the ship!” “Captain beidou…” you and the other crew mates just laugh it off.

you and Beidou would talk about Kazuha and tell stories, and she had one piece of advice for you. “Just come to me if Kazuha hurts you or did something wrong, i’ll teach that kid a lesson.” “Is that a threat, captain?” you laugh, kazuha mutters under his breath, leaning on the wall of the ship "Why would i ever do that to them.."

all jokes aside, having kazuha in your life is a blessing from the gods that you can never thank them enough for.

at first, wanderer wasn’t the sweetest boyfriend. But after learning about relationships and love.. he started showing how much he loves you.

after he regained his memories, he was back to his old, sassy and arrogant self. But that didn’t stop him from being soft around you.

in public, he’s the biggest asshole you’ll ever meet istg, but when alone with you, he just suddenly melts into your touch.

he’d let you play with his hair, cuddle with him or more. you’re one of the people he trusts and loves, so he doesn’t mind it. he likes being pampered and pampering you.

he doesn’t have a petname for you, he just calls you by your name. but if he’s feeling nice enough, he’ll call you babe.

“Babe, can you-“ “Huh? What did you call me? 🤩” “..Babe. Are you deaf?” “OH MY GOSH 🥹” then he’d just stare at you like “what’s so shocking about that?” HAHAHAHAHA

his love language would mainly be physical touch, but in my opinion his love languages would be all, depending on his mood.

he would make fun of you sometimes, if you trip he’d definitely laugh his ass off but will help you stand up, if you accidentally say something that is SO stupid he’ll literally never shut up about it.

he would try food or things that you like, so he’d understand your preferences. But if you like sweets, he’d have a hard time with it. he’d spend an hour just trying to swallow it, he hates it.

“What’s wrong? Do you not like dango?” “….No. I like dango.” (He’s about to puke.)

wanderer wasn’t very good at showing his love through physical touch, but he would give you soft yet quick kisses, it’s like cotton grazing on your lips. after a while, he would be able to kiss you more confidently without any hesitation in private.

he is slightly showy in public, just subtle hand and waist holding as you two walk through sumeru, eat somewhere, or do any activities outside. like stargazing, watching a play etc.

whenever he would see you eyeing something you want, he would click his tongue and say “Tsk, buy it yourself.” then later night he’s holding a bag with the item/food you wanted earlier… “Hm? Isn’t that the food/thing i wanted?” “…Yeah.” “I thought you told me to buy it myself?” “Shut up, i changed my mind.” (he will get absolutely pissed off and flustered if you tease him about it 😭)

he would help you in any way he can, cooking, laundry, blahblahblah. just anything, so he could take the weight off your shoulders. you’re a hardworking person in his eyes, and he admires that, and he’s willing to be one with you.

he would surprisingly like cuddling, but not the one with those type of cuddling where it turns into some steamy stuff. i have a gut feeling he would love chill and tender moments with you, like talking about past experiences and laughing together, watching a movie together, etc. he loves seeing you smile and laugh, it makes him feel warm inside.

would kill for you, if anyone tries to harm you, they’ll be buried 6 feet under for that. even though he acts hard to get, he loves and cares for you a lot. he does not give a single shit if you’re bigger and taller than him, he knows he’s capable of protecting you.

overall, his life with you is the happiest one he has ever had. wanderer loves you with all his heart.

© reikissu do not repost/steal any of my works and repost it on other platform/s. I do not own the characters i write for at all, reblogs are appreciated though ♡

[matrixbearer2024]

HELLO ITS ME 🥭Anon!!! I JUST HAD THE MOST BAZINGA IDEA EVER DJSHAJHDHJAF

So.... Hear me out..

Cuz like what if like ever since reader beat Vox at that videogame he started training practicing idk to prepare to beat reader again until reader goes to erm reverse heaven

So then reader brings it up and Vox gets pissy (as usual) but then she recommends multiplayer, like those games that have a storyline and bosses, so they try it out and it ends up being one of their pass-times

Then when they finally beat the final boss after like a billion attempts, reader gets a lil too hyped and like kisses vox all over the screen which of course causes him to blue screen like a love-sick-idiot-in-denial (official term for Vox being a river in Egypt) while reader is just bouncing off the walls unaware of what they did

(could be before or after they start dating though I think it'd be a lot cuter when they're still friends)

(P.S: remember to drink water and rest properly!) -🥭anon

Video Gaming, Competitive Raging

Vox x CollegeStudent!Reader

A/N: Heeeey! You're back 🥭 Anon! Nice to see you! Also yes, I love this idea lmao- it's not something I wouldn't put past Reader cuz they're just like that HAHAHAHAHA- the story itself is a little deviated from the prompt but the idea is the same XD- maybe after this I'll stop bullying these two and actually write a confession scene because damn they just runnin around in CIRCLES LMFAOOO. Send me ideas for how you want to confess to the Picturebox y'all cuz I'm kinda pulling blanks XD. Yes I'm saying Reader's gonna confess first, Vox would end up bluescreening in his attempt to even take initiative. I might write a few more interludes before the confession but yeah- I WANT THEM TO SMOOCH- SIKEEE NAH IT WON'T BE THAT EASY HAHAHAHAHAHA- But do pls send me ideas I am in a funk whdksjdjsksj-

A/N: Btw I'd imagine they're playing a game kinda like cuphead? Cuz that game was the fucking BANE of my existence when I played it. I didn't want to accept I was struggling and continued to play on the hardest difficulty right off the bat cuz I was so sure I could handle it HAHAHAHAHA.

No one at the hotel could've honestly expected whatever was going on to happen.

You and Vox were practically screaming at the TV screen in sheer rage while replaying a level in a game you'd both been stuck on for hours.

Charlie didn't know if this was slightly her fault or not for even suggesting game night.

Hell, nobody knew you'd invited the technology overlord until he showed up at the door and you simply pulled him inside as usual.

He was roped into most of the games you guys played-

Well, except for the trivia ones because you quickly pointed out he had the internet quite literally an extension of his mind.

So any niche fact or trivia that was asked- he could just search it up which was straight up cheating.

But everyone had severely underestimated just how competitive you and Vox could become as a duo.

From constantly teaming in the board games to immediately getting invested in the co-op video game that they switched to.

Charlie and Vaggie had leisurely enjoyed the game-

Angel and Husker didn't really play much and instead made jabs at each other's skill-

Alastor and Lucifer couldn't even get started with their confusion on the controls-

And you and Vox decided to play the game on the hardest difficulty because it didn't seem that bad in Charlie and Vaggie's playthrough.

Oh, it was that bad.

But the both of you refused to admit it and switch it back to the easier mode.

Vox and his huge ego, you and your pride as a gamer.

"You actually practiced ever since I beat you that one time??"

"Didn't I mention that I would? I'm getting that rematch eventually dollface."

"PFFT- Bro I didn't think you were serious!"

"Why you little-!"

Though, this was totally and entirely different from the PvP game you and Vox had played prior.

This game actually had a storyline and plot.

That neither of you gave enough of a rat's ass to pay attention to.

The hardest difficulty was pretty much just a consistent boss rush, and as if you weren't both always on low HP-

Someone was always dying every level.

"REZ ME! REZ ME YOU BASTARD!!"

"STOP FUCKING DYING AND I WON'T HAVE TO REZ YOU BITCH!!"

Admittedly, it was extremely entertaining to watch you both go up and down with your moods whenever anything happened.

Alastor couldn't for the life of him understand most of your gamer gibberish and slang though-

The rest of the gang had just taken seats on the couch behind you both and made silly bets on who would go wayside from frustration first.

Either from the level's sheer difficulty or the puzzles themselves that were a bit too convoluted for their own good.

"No- NO! Move that cube to the right!!"

"I- HUH?! THERE'S NO PATH ON THE RIGHT!"

"VOX YOUR OTHER RIGHT-"

"JUST SAY MY LEFT FOR FUCK'S SAKE-"

Everyone else was already starting to guess some mishaps that would happen from you two raging.

Like who would break a controller first-

Vox did, but there were thankfully a couple spares anyway and he'd just replace the broken one soon.

And who would get mad enough to break the TV.

Which in a hilarious twist of events- was actually you.

In one of your expletive filled episodes you threw your controller at the screen hard enough that it broke the screen and your controller.

Everyone kind of thought you and Vox would be done with the game after that.

But nope-

Come tomorrow there was a new VoxTech TV shipped to the hotel to replace the one you broke.

At first, it seemed like it was because Vox was simply being courteous-

Well Charlie thought that.

Everyone just guessed he wanted something in the hotel he could use to spy on everyone-

Still, the actual reason was somehow entirely disconnected from that.

"Egh. He sent over a new one."

Of course Alastor would notice the device and hate it's existence immediately.

"Aww! How nice of him!"

Charlie- bless her heart- she really only sees the best in people-

"Not really, I'd bet it's just so he can spy on us."

Hahaha- now that's a more realistic view from Vaggie.

"Wouldn't put it against him, especially after what he had pentious do before."

Angel still never forgot that, he sometimes even made jabs at Vox for it until now.

"Oh! It's here! Yo help me set this up!"

"Well, somebody's excited."

Husker just came over to check what the commotion was, he didn't realize what he was getting into though.

"No DUH. I've been wanting to finish that game with Vox!"

"Wait- what game? The one where you got so angry you broke the TV?!"

"Uhhh, yeah? What else?"

Your reply had everyone just dumbfounded.

Why would you subject yourself back to such clear torture-

Actually Alastor just found you going back to playing that game entertaining, especially after it was clear that it had sadistic levels of difficulty.

After that, the others would often catch you and the TV overlord continue your playthrough as a pastime-

Either online or when you were both physically there in the hotel lobby.

And every session was possibly just as explosive as the last.

Curses were hurled around, screaming, throwing things-

Angel couldn't help but realize just how similar you were to your flatscreen companion in this regard.

That or you both had spent enough time with each other that the habits and mannerisms of one bled into the other.

Vox definitely became more docile- and you...

Actually no one could tell if you were already that wild or not.

"FUUUUUCK!!! THIS STUPID BOSS JUST WON'T DIE!"

"I CANNOT WITH THESE ATTACK PATTERNS?! DID MASOCHISTS FUCKING DESIGN THIS SHIT?!"

The both of you didn't mellow out at all after any of your shared gaming sessions.

In fact, everyone mostly steered clear of you afterwards because of how snappy and irritable you were.

The only one who could put up with your grumpy sarcasm was Angel or Lucifer.

Alastor would often just come in to bother you more while you played-

Which would soon turn into both you and Vox absolutely screeching at him for throwing you both off when you were so close to winning.

Neither of you were close to the goal at all-

Which the radio demon could tell, and he found your fits absolutely hilarious.

Though eventually, after pouring so many painful hours into the game-

Both you and Vox predictably got better at it.

But that didn't stop either of you from getting stuck at the final boss level.

And that absolutely made both of you raging so much worse.

"I'M GOING TO COMMIT MASS FUCKING GENOCIDE IF WE DIE TO THIS BASTARD ONE MORE TIME I SWEAR TO GOD-"

"AND I'D GLADLY JOIN YOU DOLL! HOW THE FUCK WOULD ANYONE EVEN THINK OF MAKING THIS LEVEL?!"

You died again, but the retry button was once again slammed because both of you were stubborn.

Neither of you were willing to give up so easily, especially when the game's end was in sight.

So near but yet so far-

But that wouldn't stop you guys from trying.

Everyone else in the hotel was just waiting and watching to see what would happen next.

After all, it became so interesting to watch what you two would do next.

Eventually, Vox took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves while you somehow ended up with his hat on your head.

Common sense and sanity was starting to become a little less common when the game was taking up so much energy and focus.

It took another hour of frustrated screaming and cursing before you both eventually managed to beat the final boss.

And to say you two were over the moon was an understatement.

"WE BEAT IT! WE BEAT IT!!!"

"WE FINALLY FUCKING WON!"

You threw your arms around Vox as you both jumped up in place and shouted in excitement.

Your enthusiasm was so contagious it unintentionally spilled over to your overlord buddy.

The grins on your faces were so wide as you both just celebrated and cheered for a hot minute.

Vox completely lost himself when you finally let go and just ran around the lobby screaming.

Of course that winning high was searing through his circuits, it was well fucking deserved after all the painstaking effort he put in!

"FUCK YOU (Boss Name)! AHAHAHA! THIS IS BETTER THAN SEX!!"

Everyone, aside from you, gave him an odd look when he flipped off the TV screen and said that.

It was still displaying the victory menu even-

It was so unprompted and out of left field which made little to no sense even with context-

Not that anyone expected you or Vox to have any marbles left in your heads after that intense gaming session.

So imagine everyone's collective surprise when you suddenly tackled the taller TV overlord and peppered kisses all over his screen from joy.

You were just so pleased with yourself for finally beating the game that you didn't realize what you had done.

Especially when you quickly got up and started running around the room again too.

All that sudden affection from you spiked Vox's emotions almost immediately-

So it was expected that his screen very swiftly overheated and glitched.

And in no sooner than a few seconds, the man also bluescreened.

But you were too busy bouncing off the walls to even realize!

Everyone else just shared a laugh at how stupid the whole situation was.

But knowing how your relationship was with the TV overlord-

This kind of chaos wouldn't ever be a rare occurrence again with you two around.

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Thoughts on TBB 3x13: Into the Breach

SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT

Oh you know how excited I got during this one

Tantiss in the sun??? That's unusual

MOUSE DROID!

The kids are all so sad. This is heartbreaking 😭

This moment seems like a prime time to contact Echo just saying

*gasp* SHIP! PLEASE TELL ME THAT'S WHO I THINK IT IS

AAAAAAAAAHHHHH HE'S BACK!!!

Hunter and Echo's little handshake always makes me soft 🥰

"That hydro snake" glad to have you and your snark back, Echo

THE QUIRKED EYEBROW 😭 I missed him so much 🫶

Hahahahahaha Wrecker and Crosshair's joint "YES"

"Well you've been demoted" Echo is not putting up with Rampart's bs and I love him for that

I really miss Hunter's scarf this season. I wish he kept it 🥲

Also petition for Echo to get a Kama again!

Oooooh she sneaky

Not sure what she's going to do with one small stick but I trust her

THEY STRIPPED THE ARMOUR WTF

I mean it kinda looks like how it used to tbf but I got used to the paint 🥺

Hahahahaha I love that they didn't change the clothing underneath. They stripped the colour off their armour to be stealthy and yet are still walking around with brightly-coloured underclothing

Ugh the fact that Crosshair looks the closest to an Imperial like this makes me upset 😭

"I've missed this" Of course you have you smug bastard

"I don't think so" Echo really does not give a shit about Rampart and I don't blame him

Real subtle Hunter

"Err Captaining" WRECKER I FUCKING LOVE YOU

Thinking back to how Echo used to be the rule follower and would try and stop his batchmates from stepping out of line and now he's pushing around an ex-Vice Admiral while breaking into an imperial base to go and break Omega out of a highly-secure imperial lab. He's grown so much 🥺🫶

Noooooo I don't like that. Echo having to sneak onto a heavily guarded ship by himself stresses me out

"Wonderful. We're all going to die" Look, I may hate this man, but some of his line deliveries crack me up

You'd think the wall tiles in a top secret imperial lab would be more secure than that but okay

I'm not sure how Echo managed that slide roll thing off the top of the container but damn it was smooth af 🤩

HE WENT UP THE FUCKING DROID CHUTE 😭 THIS MAN I SWEAR TO GOD

Like that would be such a Fives plan and Echo has just embraced that chaos

Wrecker casually strolling off the ship with an imperial slung over his shoulder (while wearing his hat) 🤣

THIS EPISODE IS NOT GOOD FOR MY HEART RATE

THAT LANDING WAS TOO CLOSE FOR MY LIKING

New episode and I fucking loved this one! Still feel like we have a lot to wrap up in the last two episodes but there was a good balance of humour, action and tension

ALSO ECHO FINALLY CAME BACK!!! I missed him so much 🥺

[hell-drabbles]

Companion angst?!?!?!

Let's say companion is in a desolate place, no one around them. They unfortunately found themselves in battle with a few angels, the only weapon they fend them off with was their metal pole. By a stroke of luck, companion had managed to defeat them. Unfortunately, this cost them fatal injuries everywhere. Their body battered and bloody; while the battlefield, splattered with the blood of what they fought.

Without warning their body collapses to the cold, rough pavement. All of their strength had finally wavered in the end. All of their effort had been put into a cat-and-mouse chase of angels seeking out nothing but bloodlust. Had they been too careless? Too tough?

Sanguine blood seeps into the rocky surface which created a bit of feathering on the edges. The multitude of wounds on their body; the gashes; the bruises; all painful. They hiss as they try to shift into a more comfortable position, the pain rendering the motion detrimental. More scarlet blood flowed out of their opened wounds.

They sigh, resting their head on to the pavement wet with their blood.

Unable to move, the companion just lies there. They're too worn out. Too worn out to scream; too worn out to fight the pain seeping into their open wounds.

"It's better to die than be stuck in this place."

Ra-on would probably carry on with his life. Maybe he hadn't even noticed their disappearance. Ra-on was not a carefree man, but a careless boy. Was Solomon as ignorant as he was? The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, as they say.

All the devils in hell probably won't bat an eye either. After all, this companion was insignificant to Raon's story.

What about Minhyeok? Would he grieve, or would he get over it quickly?

"You're talking to yourself again." A mumble escapes their parted lips. Companion wheezes out a few hacks and coughs. Breathing felt like their lungs were trapped in an iron maiden. Constricting.

Whatever. Whatever. It's better to rest it off for now- or forever- if that's what God chooses.

(Hahahahaha! Oh how I adore any and all forms of angst. Though, since this is me we're talking about, I never really stop at just death when it comes to that. I'm a big ol' fan of the "fate worse than death" troupe. Dying is simply not enough for me, I need more! Also, no clue if any of this is accurate, but who cares? I write what I want.)

And in this drunken kissing party, some of the devils present whispered among themselves.

"I found blood," one said as he chugged a shot, "lots of it. Couldn't find a body though."

"Angel blood?" The other devil was tracing the veins in his partner's neck, but pulled back. He knew him too well. Anything he says was always worth something. Redundant comments about a common sight were not a part of him.

He asked 'angel blood,' but the answer wasn't going to be something he would like.

"No," This devil was hoping it would be just that. That he just found an unusual amount of angel blood streaking the walls and street. But no, of course not. He's always walking and always finding tragic things. A curse, really. "Human blood. Too much of it."

"And you're not telling anyone else?"

"…it's their blood. You know prideful they are. If… if they're somewhere, then I don't think they want to be publicly seen like that."

He and his partner got up and walked out without a word. It's not as if they went unnoticed. To have any devil walk out when they're all playing a game of who can make Ra-on pass out with a kiss, it was… strange.

Others would follow, but most would stay.

And, of course, Ra-on wouldn't notice either. How could he when he's distracted by all the matters of the flesh? Of the very thing he's been fantasizing and is now receiving? In his head, perhaps this was his reward for surviving for as long as he has? For living with this heavy burden upon him after all these years?

An existence as dull and mundane as his was bound to crave excitement. And certainly, Ra-on was selfishly thirsty for it.

He has freedom. Ra-on's narrative was finally, though temporarily, free of those judging eyes and hissing insults. He could indulge in everything and anything, even if what he's getting is just his ancestors leftovers.

Besides, to all that knew his companion, that knew them, they'll be back. Hurt and bloody, but they'll be back. To him, to many of the devils Ra-on's slept with, they cut a near invincible figure.

"They're like my pet hell bug Mimi!" Someone once laughed behind him, "I keep losing her and yet, she always comes back alright no matter how far away I am."

The devils are idiots but their hearts are pure.

They make bonds so easily. If it weren't for that, well, can anyone really hope to survive in Hell? Would the journey be as interesting if they weren't as open and gullible as they are?

The devils in the alleyway search for a person that is no longer there.

And the devils here keep the last human in Hell happy.

Of course, no one would turn their eyes to the window, where a transparent, iridescent feather falls. No one spots the figure sitting on the ledge.

The companion is lost. All that's left behind was a shallow, haloed husk.

[shadowpon]

“It was me, I told her to say that…” n said with a timid tone.

The shadowed human stared him down angrily, making n feel on edge.

“Sorry?” N added.

Slowly, the woman human sauntered over to him, still holding a disappointing glare. N backed up against a wall, pressing against it out of fear.

“I-if you want me to..umm..do more work then I’ll do it!” N called.

“You think you can go against my orders and demands?” The women asked angrily.

N gave a sheepish smile and giggle, waiting for the worst to happen.

“N-no ma’m I just think that it’s well…heh heh..” n giggled nervously, watching the women’s hand reach down towards him. “WELL I think that it’s wrong to put so much pressure on someone who did nothing wrong..”

“So you are against my orders and Demands?!” The woman scolded, aggressively prodding N’s side, as if showing aggression.

“W-Wait! I didn’t mehehehean that! Hahahaha” N cackled.

“And you think it’s funny?” The women protested.

“No! It’s just because you prided my side! I didn’t mean to laugh at you!” N tried holding back his giggling but a few managed to slip from his lips.

“AWWW!! N are you-“

“NO-“

The daughter of the woman started to admire aloud but N interrupted. The daughter then went over to N and started poking his side as if testing him.

“W-wahahahait! Don’t!”

The daughter ignored him and proceeded to aim for his sides and ribs. Scribbling over his sensor plates.

“HAHAHAHAHA, STOHOHOHOHOP HEHEHEHEHE!!”

“Awww n is a ticklish little bot~ so cute!!~” the daughter teased playfully.

“Stop this at once!” The women yelled.

The daughter kept her act on while talking.

“Come on mom, can’t you at least give a little fun for once?” The daughter pleaded.

“I SAID STOP!” The women demanded louder.

The daughter submitted and halted her tickling torment on N, who is now left in a melting giggling mess.

“Go and tie him outside! I don’t want him in my sight any longer!” The women added.

The daughter gave N an apologetic smile while poking his side for the last time.

“Sorry N..”

The daughter left, ashamed of herself. N was gonna pep talk her but was then grabbed by a guard and dragged all the way outside were he would rot.

(I know not a good ending but I still like this one a lot, I like that daughter honestly, one of favorite characters, still doesn’t beat N though lol. Hoped you loved or liked this!)

[maccreadysbaby]

can you torture tim drake for me please

… I have the ability, yes.

(I’m using the most popular age canon stuff to say that Tim is about 18 in this and Damian is robin, so, like 12 or 13. Which means Jason is around 21, and Dicks, like, 26? I’ve just integrated the Joker Jr thing into Tim’s time as robin for this piece.)

TW: major angst. vomiting. gore. mention of firearms. very vivid nightmare about m!rder.

Joker Jr.

(aka me forcing jason and tim to bond)

Tim was standing in a nasty, old, dark bathroom. He didn’t know why.

The whole thing was grey and smelled really moldy. The bathtub to his left was cracked, and the faucet looked like it’d fall off if he so much as breathed in its direction. The fabric curtain was laying in the floor, but the plastic one that stayed behind it was still hanging, covered with splotches of dark mold. The toilet was next to the tub, and the nasty yellowing tiles were cracking and broken near the base. The actual porcelain bowl was cracking as well. There was no water in it, but there was a line inside that indicated there once had been. The entire bowl was discolored like the floor tiles.

Tim was staring down into a nasty old sink, gripping the sides like there wasn’t probably four billion germs there. (There most definitely was.) He could hear the pipes beneath the basin dripping every once in a while.

He caught sight of his own feet — he was wearing sleek dress shoes. As his eyes took in his own appearance, an overwhelming sense of dread washed over him.

The dress shoes were paired with a plum purple suit, a green undershirt and a plum tie. All ironed and sleeked to perfection. Despite how dim the bathroom was, he could see the colors perfectly.

The bathroom got way stuffier. It felt like he was trying to breathe on top of Mount Everest — he was pulling in as much air as he could but it wasn’t doing anything. He tugged at his collar and tie with a trembling hand, and when it didn’t come loose, brought up another trembling hand. He wasn’t doing this, not again.

As fiddling with the tie and collar wasn’t working very well, he glanced up into the shattered mirror to get a better look so he could get this freaking thing off of him. So he could breathe.

His breathing promptly stopped.

Staring back at him was a contorted version of himself — not younger, like the had been the first time — but himself now. His face was painted a flaky white, with a familiar red around the mouth. His hair was slicked backwards, and green, not black. And his lips… they were pinned up into the most sinister, twisted smile. He wasn’t smiling. He even touched his face, he wasn’t smiling, but he was smiling in the mirror. Tim still hadn’t taken another breath.

“Hahahahahahahaha!”

Tim’s eyes shot to the closed door to his right, and the shrill, maniacal sound from the other side made him want to cry. He might’ve, if he could breathe. Which he still couldn’t.

“Hahahahaha!”

The sound was coming from behind him now. From what, the bathtub drain?

“Hahahahaha!”

He spun in circles. It was coming from everywhere. From the drains, the door, the broken vent on the ceiling, the faucets, the cracks in the walls, somewhere deep inside his own head.

His surroundings fizzled away into nothing more than a grey dust, replaced by a massive concrete room. The laughing stopped. Tim took a breath. Then he remembered he was still wearing the suit.

He did a three-sixty. There was a figure standing on the other end, and a bittersweet relief washed over him.

“Jason!” He exclaimed. Jason turned. He was in his full Red Hood get up. Tim staggered forward, toward his brother, tugging at the collar and tie that wouldn’t give. “Jason, help me. Get me out of this, please…”

Jason stepped forward, as if he considered helping, but stopped short when Tim felt a presence behind him. A hand found its way to his left palm, and it put something cold in it. “You know what to do. Heeheehee.”

Tim went ramrod stiff when he saw the gun shining in his hand.

“Heeheehee,”

When he looked up, they were all lined up next to Jason. Bruce, Dick, and even Damian, all suited up as Batman, Nightwing, and Robin. They were all staring at him strangely. Tim felt like he wasn’t in control of his own body anymore as he silently walked forward and held up the firearm to aim right at Bruce’s head.

He was screaming. Or he was trying to, at least, but sounds still wouldn’t come out of his mouth. He felt his eyes burn until they spilled over, the tears falling onto the concrete with cloudy white face paint mixed in. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t speak.

The Joker’s hand grabbed his own from somewhere behind him, assisting Tim by helping him squeeze the trigger.

BANG!

Thud.

The Joker carefully guided him down the line.

BANG!

Thud.

BANG!

Thud.

BANG!

Thud.

Tim really was crying now. Sobbing really, with snot and everything, but he still couldn’t move. He couldn’t speak. The Joker wiggled the gun out of the boy’s tense hand, rubbing a hand up and down the boy’s back tentatively.

“Good job,” He murmured sinisterly. Tim tried his best not to look at the pools of blood forming on the floor.

The Joker finally made his debut, sauntering in front of Tim with a massive, gut-churning smile on his face. He held the gun in one hand, caressing it carefully.

“Now that the big four are down for the count,” He chuckled maniacally. “Time for number five.”

Tim was staring down the barrel of the gun.

“Three-heehee!”

Tim thought he was gonna hurl.

“Two!”

He tried to move. He couldn’t. He really felt like he was gonna hurl.

“Who even counts to one anyways? Buh-bye!”

BANG!

Tim jerked back into the world of consciousness when a large clap of thunder melded with the sound of the handgun. He didn’t have time to get off the bed. He sat bolt-upright and tried to bring a hand to his mouth, but he wasn’t fast enough. The blood, the bangs, the fact that it was him behind the trigger… it was all too much. He hadn’t so much as got his feet on the floor before his body convulsed violently. He threw up all over the clean sheets and himself.

He was trembling, and crying, too, though he hadn’t considered that crying in a dream would mean he was actually crying. His breaths were forcing themselves in and out with a harsh violence.

The thunder cracked, and he almost threw up again.

He let his head fall down into his hands with a near-silent whine. He was in Wayne Manor, he reminded himself. The room was dark, but the bathroom light was on, shining on his queen bed and the desk to its left. The lightning kept illuminating the windows. He was in Wayne Manor. Bruce was in Wayne Manor. Damian was in Wayne Manor. They were all in Wayne Manor, alive. Dick was in Bludhaven. Jason was, well… wherever Jason went. They were alive.

And Tim was sitting in a puddle of vomit.

He exhaled shakily, glancing at the clock that sat on his bedside table. 4:31am.

Everyone was alive, he was alive, and he needed to clean this up before anyone saw.

He pushed himself off of the bed with wobbly legs, sniffing loudly as if he was demanding the tears to stop. It seemed to work. He turned on his lamp.

He made a task out of the sheets, mostly to distract himself. He pulled them off and folded them neatly as to contain whatever bile he could. There were no stains on the mattress. He chucked them in the laundry basket to be dealt with tomorrow.

Then he changed into more pajamas. Chucked the dirty ones into the basket, too.

Then he rinsed his mouth and brushed his teeth without glancing in the mirror. He made sure to shove that stupid brush into every crevice he could find, and he didn’t stop until his gums were bleeding from the effort.

He could deal with this by himself. He’d always dealt with nightmares by himself. After all, he only had them when he was little — they came less frequently since moving into the Manor, but even when they made a debut, he never made a fuss about it. He hated when people fussed.

Just as he was grabbing a clean pair of sheets from his closet, there was a knock on the door that made him flinch.

“You’re not dying in there, are you?”

When the hell had Jason invaded the Manor?

For some reason, his voice made Tim want to cry again. “M’fine!” He squeaked. It didn’t sound convincing in the slightest.

“Sure, sure. Because you’ve had a stable definition of that word in the past,”

Tim tossed the clean sheets at his bed. “You can go away now.”

“Not allowed to care about you anymore?”

“Not since you tried to kill me,” The words slip out before he can stop them. Really, he shouldn’t be holding that over Jason’s head anymore. They’d ended up at some kind of stalemate or another regarding that whole situation, but frankly, he was wondering how long it’d hold up.

After all, he’d just murdered Jason in his dream. Did that mean they were even now?

Hell, he hadn’t meant to think about that. The thunder cracked and he almost leaped out of his own skin.

“Are you sure you’re fine, squeaky-mcsqueakerton?”

He’d squeaked? God, he wanted to die.

“Yeah,” He replied, but it only came out as a whisper as he fumbled with the sheets. He wasn’t paying much attention and was pretty much just rolling them up more. “Yeah,” He repeated, louder.

He stood there for a solid thirty seconds trying to unravel those sheets, but they were being too stubborn. He felt the back of his eyes burning with frustration. The thunder clapped and he gave up on the sheets, deciding that sitting down in the floor was a better option.

CRACK!

He could’ve swore he smelled something metallic, like blood, and he could’ve swore the thunder sounded more like a gunshot than thunder. He heard a thud somewhere. He knew it was just in his mind. But did he?

He pulled his knees up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them.

CRACK!

Thud.

Heeheehee! Said something in the back of Tim’s head.

No. It was thunder.

CRACK!

Thud.

There was a gun in his hand and his dead family in front of him. Wasn’t he just in his room?

He was screaming again. Crying. But he wasn’t making any noise. He was in his bedroom and he knew that but he wasn’t actually in his bedroom because he was looking at his dead family and holding the gun-

“Jason, help me! Get me out of this! Please….” He shouted in his dream, just like he had the first time, but Red Hood was laying on the floor, lifeless. Why did he have to see it all again?

“What? Tim? Tim, get you out of what? Hey!”

Tim snapped back into reality when Jason slapped him in the face. Lightly, but hard enough to shake him. Jason was kneeling in front of him now, features hard and cold as always, but riddled with something else Tim couldn’t really place at the moment.

CRACK!

Thud.

“My dream, I… I can’t get out of it, I’m… I’m still in it-“ The thunder cracked again and he pressed his forehead between his knees. “Help me.”

“Touch something, Tim. Touch the floor or the bed or… something. Just touch something,” Jason’s somewhat distant voice echoed around in Tim’s head.

“It’s the thunder. I was fine but the thunder-“

“Just do what I say,”

Tim, indeed, did touch something. He reached for the closest and most available thing — Jason’s arm.

“Wh- okay. I guess that works…” He murmured. “You’re not in the dream anymore. You’re not. You’re awake.”

A moment of silence passed. “Open your eyes and look at me. Do you know where you are?”

Tim didn’t really get the memo about opening his eyes. “I… I’m… in my room.”

“In your room where?”

“In the Manor?”

“Yeah, the Manor,” Jason sucked in a breath, cursing lightly. Tim thought he heard him whisper ‘one hell of a dream’ but he didn’t really know.

“C’mon, read the posters on your wall. You can’t read if you’re in a dream.”

He didn’t really want to open his eyes. But he did.

He was sitting in the floor next to his bed. Crying, again, because life couldn’t just let him not humiliate himself in front of Jason.

Speaking of, Jason was still there, staring intently back at him. His hair was messy and bedraggled, the white tuft at the front hanging down toward his eyes. He was in a hoodie and sweatpants, his typical sleeping attire. They usually spat insults at one another when they were that close together — fake ones or some with a little venom — but neither of them did. Jason just kinda watched him, which got weird after a moment.

He glanced over to the left, at the Scream poster on his wall. He could read it. He dissected every word and read them all one letter at a time like a dyslexic kindergartener. The words were all there.

The thunder cracked, and he jumped.

“It’s just a storm outside,” Jason reassured. “Nothing else. We can even go open your window if you want to feel the rain.”

Why was Tim getting the feeling this wasn’t the first time Jason had talked someone back into reality?

“I think…” Tim drew in a shaky breath, turning to wipe his face on his shoulder. “I think I’m here now. I’m sorry.”

Jason creased his brow. “Huh?”

Tim realized he still had a hold on Jason’s hoodie, so he released it. “For bothering you. Didn’t mean for you to hear me. You can leave, I’m fine.”

Something else flashed across Jason’s face, but he stood up anyway, offering Tim a hand. He had an entire courtroom case with a lawyer and jury in his head before he decided to take it.

He stood up and immediately sat on his uncovered mattress. His brother hovered awkwardly.

“Y’know… sometimes it helps me if I sleep somewhere else,” Jason admitted, averting Tim’s gaze. “I was gonna go downstairs after I checked on you anyways. If you want to come.”

Tim stared at him, taking in every glint in his eyes, every shift in his expression.

“Only if you promise not to maim me again,”

For a moment, Jason was taken aback, and he didn’t really know how to properly respond until Tim let the corner of his mouth twitch up.

Jason sighed. “Dick.”

“Wrong brother,”

“Piss off,”

(They slept in the den, and Tim didn’t dream again.)

[skylolacreativespace]

Firey giggles

Summary: Kai was in a lee mood and Jay and Lloyd have an idea to help Kai with it.

This is an SFW tickle fanfic. If you don't like this sorta stuff you can scroll away 💜

A/N: I wanted to write because I felt like I was a bit rusty hehe hope you enjoy!

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It was a very peaceful day in the Monestery or more so you thought of that. In the living room the two elemental Masters Jay and Lloyd was having some playful arguments laying down on the sofa, from trains, to comics, forwarding to who's the better fighter, and more bantering - which didn't surprise the two of them, though it's not really is it?

And this my friends, is what's happening.

"I don't know if you know this Lloyd but Kai has been in a lee mood since yesterday" Jay lifted his legs and places them onto the table to be on and rested his chin on his arm. "And I think Kai wants tickles"

Lloyd being the youngest all he thought about was Mmm.. yeah that's true! Kai has been wanting tickles for a while now..

"I got it! Let's see if Kai can hold onto the wall while getting tickled! That can help his lee mood! I'm sure everything knew that but pretended not to know!" Lloyd laughed a little imagining Kai's laughing face and struggling to hold onto the wall and pretend to not be in a lee mood.

"Having tickles with this can make Kai really giggly which is what I want to see!" Jay giggled and hugged himself in excitement!

"Hahahahaha I told you! Who, wouldn't want to see Kai giggle his head off?" Lloyd bounced up and down on Jay's side.

"It's obvious Kai loves tickles too it's a win win!"

"Let's do it!" Jay raised his arm into a fist Lloyd doing the same.

"NINJAAAAAGO!" Jay and Lloyd said in unison as the two Elemental Masters turned to the left and Spinjitzu'd their way to be in the training course.

Lloyd went back to his room, as well as Jay.

Lloyd and Jay already texted the rest of the ninja apart from Kai what was going on.

Cole, Nya, Zane was at the kitchen being sat around the table. The three ninja saw the message of tickling Kai or poking him until both Lloyd and Jay came.

"Okay so all we have to do is tease Kai?" Cole smirked. And tilted his hand to empathise.

"Yes it appears we do." Zane replied to Cole and leaned against the wall.

"Hehehe Kai has been feeling lee recently huh?" Nya jumped up and down in excitement making Cole and Zane laugh.

"Hey what if Kai is still in a lee mood?" Cole asked in curiousity to Nya and Zane.

"If he is still, then this would be even better outcome!" Zane walked around the kitchen.

More over, Kai was putting in his room getting his red ninja outfit on and looked at himself with a proud grin. He looked awesome, as usual. Unfortunately... Was in a lee mood since this morning.

He walked into the kitchen and sat down next to Nya...well this was going to be a loooooong lunch of trying to be normal.

5 hours later, At the training area.

Kai and Cole was punching onto some dummies and it backlashed straight onto Cole's face which made Cole trip and fall - this made Kai laugh too much fo care as a good friend Kai is he helped Cole up with his hand, and Cole smiled at Kai being grateful.

"Hahahah, Cole you may be a strong ninja but I think you're too strong that you fell over" Kai chuckled at his own joke earning a annoyed stare from Cole and a bonus! Cole rolled his eyes at Kai and Kai giggled way more because of this.

"Oh, shut it Flamie." Cole blushed in embarrassed and calling Kai that nickname which is a name Cole uses when he is fond of Kai.

"Never Earthquake~ ehahahaha" Kai shook his head playful and clinged happily onto Cole. Cole poked Kai repeadtly to get him off this only made Kai giggle at the pokes. Which Cole gave up on pushing Kai away and so Cole just hugged Kai back.

"Kai we both know how ticklish you are." Cole giggled deviously and Kai laughed nervously.

Wait wait wait wait wait.. no way Cole would know he is in a lee mood right?! Kai thought.

"you're giggling at me poking you."

"whaaaaaat- me no?" Kai waved his hands around to say 'no' and chuckled cautiously.

Meanwhile, Nya was practicing her water abilities! She challenged the water through her hands and into the air creating a slippery yet magnetic tonardo like liquid. Nya saw Cole poking at Kai and so she occasionally poking at Kai as well making Kai jump again and giggle.

"What! Is it with you both poking me?!" Kai swinged himself away from Cole and Nya or at least trying to.

Zane on the other hand was on the training course jumping around on the wooden planks. Oh, and in this spinny rotational platform which did make him feel a bit dizzy yet Ninja never quit! After Zane was doing this he joined in on poking Kai.

Lloyd and Jay finally arrived at the training course and giggled mischievously at their idea. They both saw Cole and Kai teasing each other, Nya and Zane poking at Kai ..this! Was their time to strike...

Lloyd very innocently went behind Kai while Kai was combatting with Cole and Nya, plus Zane to stop them from poking.

Jay was beside Kai. Kai didn't see the green ninja or the blue ninja. He was too busy concentrating.

So, Lloyd tapped his palm on Kai's shoulder Jay patted Kai's arm, and Kai jumped and dropped his ninja stance and bursted into giggles as he was caught off guard.

"AH! LLOYD? JAAAAAY? HEHEHEHHEELLO..?" Kai giggled and brushed his hand over his shoulder to get the tingles away. He was too busy on stopping Nya, Cole & Zane to even notice Lloyd.

Cole, Nya, Zane laughed at Kai from getting jump scared and walked to be beside Jay.

"Heyo big brother Kaaaaaiii" Lloyd giggled cheekily at Kai and Kai raised his eyebrows in suspicion. And turned to glance at Jay who also had that same cheeky look. "we got a challenge~"

Cole, Nya, and Zane tried to look very normal pretending to have no idea. Kai moved back and fourth and darted his eyes to Cole, Nya and Zane being a bit suspicious.

"A challenge?" Kai asked being interested yet cautious. Cole, Nya and Zane was too quiet so Kai is a bit worried.

"yes! Kai!" Jay spoke instead of Lloyd and dragged Kai to the wall and pointed at it. And the confusion on Kai's face was priceless. Nya chuckled and followed Lloyd who was following Kai along with Cole. "The challenge is to see if you can hold onto the wall the longest you can!"

"Hahahaha! You bet I can do that! Easy!" Kai smirked thinking this was the most dumbest and easiest thing ever Jay has requested and he laughed confidently. Cole glanced at both Zane and Nya and Lloyd with this look of doubt.

"But" Jay paused, and stared at Kai and Kai stared back. "You'll be tickled throughout!"

The smirk and confident gaze on Kai's face quickly disappeared and was filled with blush he badly wanted those tickles deep down he didn't want to reveal that to any of the ninja little did he know. Kai quickly put his facade of confidence back on. Lloyd giggled to himself quietly, he knew his would happen.

"Oh suuuureeeee I-I-I can do that" Kai chuckled nervously to himself and walked towards the Monestery walls and placed himself on it and clinged onto the wall.

Zane looked over at what was going on and decided to tag along as well. Cole, Jay, Lloyd, Nya, Zane looked at each other playfully already discussing ideas internally.

"Um... guys?" Kai turned to face his friends with a nervous smile and wiggled slightly. "what are you all think-"

The plan was set!!

Before Kai could finish his sentence he squealed at the top of his lungs like a child and giggled uncontrollably - Jay clawed his hand on the hem on Kai's ninja outfit above his tummy. Nya wriggling her fingers over Kai's sides (which is deserved as a younger sibling) Zane shot ice from his hands to tickle Kai!

Cole raspberrying Kai's neck repeadtly and Lloyd spidering his hands all over Kai's back. Kai was in ticklish and stuck at the same time.

"HEEHHSEHY! STOHOHOOHOHOP!!!" Kai giggled like a child and kicked his legs forward to kick his younger sister of his sides. Kai was trying his hardest not to fall to the ground. "HAHAHAHAHA-"

"What? Thought you was too confident?" Nya laughed playfully and scribbled her hands on Kai's thighs because Kai was being a dummy and stubborn.

"NOHOHO!!" Kai laughed and shook his head at Nya's comment. Onto this, Cole crouched onto the ground and glided his palm and rubbed his palm on Kai's neck. This made Kai's giggles more bubbly. "EheheHahaha Cole gohoho AHAHAHAHWAY from my neck!!!"

"Never Flamie~" Cole took the chance to use Kai's own words against him and Kai blushed feeling flustered, he can hear his hands trying to grip onto the wall as much as it can in between giggles.

"Cmooonnnn Kai, all you have to do is let go and this will be all over" Zane tilted his head and smiled softly at the giggly red Ninja. Who kicked his legs at Zane in denial. Even if Kai was giggling he didn't want to lose the challenge.

"NOT A CHAHAHHAHANCE!" Kai blasted his fire element towards Zane for a reason and to Lloyd for no reason, Zane duck down to avoid the strike with ease. "HAHAHAHAH"

"hey!" Lloyd glanced at the fire being blasted towards that way. And because of that Lloyd jabbed Kai's right side with his tickly touch and Kai exploded in childish giggles. "That's not very nice!"

"HAHAAHAHHHHAHHHA" Kai jolted and shifted to the right, Kai can feel Lloyd's hand causing a tingly sensation all over his hips and sides. Kai genuinely loved the attention he was receiving. "IHIHIHIT..IT WAS DESHEHEHEHHESERVEED!!"

Lloyd and Zane stared at Kai with unamused faces. Deserved you say? Oh no no no lil red fire ninja. Kai stared back giggling away, with no regrets of saying it was deserved.

"Okaaaayyy Jay shoot lightning at Kai please." Zane said with an emotionless and playful voice, and Jay immediately sparked his element and sent little shocks all over Kai and Kai's giggles climbed the ladder and went out.

"EHEHHEHAHAHAHA ohaahahhahay ihihihi'm sohohorehehey not sohohorehehehehehy" Kai said, as he tried to dodge getting those tiny tiiiiiny shocks from Jay.

"That doesn't sound believeable you know" Lloyd sighed fondly at Kai and went back to tickling Kai's sides, Nya helping. "are you even trying to do the challenge?"

Kai laughed at Lloyd's explanation. Deep down. He knows he can hold or grip onto the wall for ages. Or fall down. He was enjoying the tickly attention too much and did not want it to end.

"unless you want us to tickle you." Lloyd turned his head to be Infront of Kai with the softest and gentle smile in his face.

How did Lloyd guess my thoughts?! Is it that obvious?! Kai was thinking to himself.

"Don't forget you was giggling every time we tickled you." Zane put an arm around Kai.

"Also, you didn't even tell us to stop!" Lloyd pointed at Kai happily, and calling him out.

"U-uhm Ehehehehe..." Kai giggled nervously not knowing how to act. He was caught in the act of putting on a facade of confidence. "mayhbehhehe..?"

"AWWWW!!" The 5 looked at Kai in awe. I mean...all of them loved it when Kai laughed. This was the whole point. To help Kai in his lee moods!

"S-stoooooooop..." Kai covered his face with his hands his face going red. "I just love tickles-"

"Oh we knew that already, you know it was kinda obvious you didn't want to fall down and loving tickles." Jay pointed at Kai doing his Jay things. Kai raised his eyebrows in surprise. Am I this easy to read?!

"W-well can you- continue?" Kai asked everyone quietly and took his hands off his face.

Cole, Lloyd, Jay, Nya, Zand nodded and happily went back to wrecked Kai as much as he wanted.

"ehehehe okahahahahhay AHAHAHA" Kai laughed joyfully and freely as his friends tickled him as much as he himself wanted.

"I have the best friends ever" Kai thought happily and softly.

[theleetoalerandalertoalee]

Day 6 - Chase

Kirara x Lynette

Enjoy<33

“Ah, Kirara. How are you?”

“Lynette! Here, it’s your package!”

“Thank you.”

“Of course, please leave a good review for Komaniya Express!”

Kirara smiles at Lynette and then looks back into her sack of packages, but the one she just delivered was the last one.

“Hm,” says the courier, “that was my last delivery for the day…”

“Oh, would you like to rest here in Fontaine for a bit, then?”

“I suppose so…my paw pads are a bit sore.”

Lynette sets the package aside, “I ordered this for Lyney. His birthday is soon and I’m afraid he’s forgotten about it, so this is going to be his gift.”

“Wow, that’s so thoughtful of you!”

“Thank you.”

“No problem!”

Lynette sits down on the edge of the Fountain of Lucine, gesturing for Kirara to join her.

The magician’s assistant sighs, closing her eyes and tilting her head towards the sun, “power-saving mode on.”

Kirara sits next to Lynette on the side of the fountain, rubbing her sore paw pads.

Lynette frowns, “they’re dry- no wonder it’s sore. Here, I have a cream that will help. It works on both paws and skin. ‘Father’ has it specially made.”

“Oh- aha- it’s fine, really.”

“I insist.”

“My paws are very sensitive, so I’d rather not.”

“You can’t continue delivering packages like this.”

“It’s nothing, really.”

Lynette sits up, “activating performance mode.”

“What?”

“It’s going to happen. It’s for the best.”

Kirara leaps from her seat, “no- nonono, it’s okay!”

Lynette stands up, slowly walking towards Kirara, “look, it’ll only take a second-”

Kirara runs off, and her two tails are straight upwards, acting as radars to detect any movement.

Lynette sighs, “you’re just like my older brother.”

The magician’s assistant gives chase and the race is on.

Kirara runs quicker, realizing that she has a third tail trailing behind her. Lynette is gaining quickly.

Kirara goes on all fours, desperate to put space between her and her chaser.

How was Lynette so fast?! Kirara just has to be faster. She hates having her paw pads touched, and she surely wasn’t going to surrender easily-

“Surprise!”

“Wah-?!”

Lynette suddenly jumps on Kirara, tackling her to the ground.

“Lynette-! Look, we can talk about this!”

Kirara’s tails are wagging violently as her ears swivel to the sound of the lid unscrewing to the cream.

“It’ll make you feel much better- just relax.”

“Okay…! Okay…”

Kirara takes a deep breath that immediately hitches when she feels Lynette’s cream- covered fingertips on her paw pads.

“Eep-! Wait-! Lyn- hahahahaha! Stop! they’re ticklish- hahahaha!”

“The cream will moisturize your paw pads so they won’t be as dried out, making them much less sore.”

Lynette’s fingertips go into the crevice between each paw pad and it drives Kirara up the wall. The courier tries in vain to escape, but Lynette is unstoppable in performance mode.

“N- nyahahaha! That’s enough-! Hahahaha!”

“This should suffice,” Lynette wipes off the remaining cream on Kirara’s twitching paws.

“Ah…hahahaha…is it over…?

“Yes,” Lynette gets off of Kirara.

The youkai giggles softly, wiggling her paws as the tingles from the attack slowly dissipate.

Lynette sits down beside Kirara, “power-saving mode.”

Kirara sighs and sits up, looking down at her paws that now look a thousand times better than before. Not to mention, they’re much less sore.

“Ah…hehe…thank you, Lynette…”

“No problem. I’m glad I could help.”

“Sorry for…running away…”

“It’s okay, cats usually will run from imminent danger.”

“Oh- really?”

“Yes, but I don’t mind.”

“Okay…good…well, thanks for looking out for me- even if I made it a bit difficult, heh.”

“‘Father’ always said to look after those you care about, and you are one of those people.”

“Aw, thank you! You’re one of those people for me, too!”

“It’s an honor, then.”

“You’re such a good friend.���

“You are, too. Thank you for the package, by the way, you were quicker than usual.”

“Hehe, that’s what you order when you ship with Komaniya Express~!”

[rinbowaman]

Heethans reaction to y/n calling her favorite male actor “hot” all day and screaming when he followed her back on insta??

I made this purely out of dialogue bc I thought it was fitting to show Heethan’s inner thoughts and his reaction. Enjoy!

You and Heeseung went to the movies. One of your favorite actors played the lead role, and he did so well, yet it was his looks and body that made you internally scream.

“oh my gosh! Doesn’t he look so handsome? They made him so badass in this film.”

………..

HIS Perspective :

‘……Im going to burn down every theater…I fucking swear….’

“Heeseung look! Oh my gosh I love it when he wears all black.”

‘really??….you beautiful dummy….I’m wearing all black….why the fuck is he so special? And knock off the swooning….’

…………

“My gosh wasn’t the movie good Heeseung? Did you like it?”

“….uh huh….”

“what scene was your favorite?”

“the part where the lead character died..”

………

“Really??? I hated that part….”

“I thought it was nice.”

‘I wish they would have made ghat part longer…’

“oh…gosh wasn’t he so handsome though?”

“Never crossed my mind…”

“why? How can you not find him so sexy?”

“Im a man who only finds one thing sexy in this entire universe, it ain’t some dude I just saw in a vampire flick…..”

“oh come on….you can still at least acknowledge he is good looking.”

“……doesn’t impress me.”

“okay we’ll then which man, by your standards, do you consider to be good looking? “

“I don’t know…probably Jake.”

“oh yeah…I agree. Jake is very handsome.”

‘WHAT THE FUCKING SHIT FUCKFUCK!!! What the fuck is wrong with her???!’

“on second thought…I think Ethan is actually better looking…”

“….what?”

“yeah don’t you like the way his eyes are dark and narrow and his smile is so nice?”

“Heeseung stop it hahahahaha. Ethan’s smile is far from nice…it can be a little scary..”

“I think that’s what makes him so handsome…YOU DO….THINK HE IS HANDSOME……RIGHT?…..”

“Uh….of course….you and Ethan are the most handsome.”

‘that’s what I fucking thought y/n….that’s what i fucking thought.’

……….

“What are you doing?”

“I want to see if the actor will accept my request on IG, I heard sometimes celebrities will add their fans back.

‘yeah right….those types of accounts are always managed by their staff and crew members of their agencies…what does she expect-“

“oh! He added me! And he responded to my message.”

‘KILL EVERYTHING!!!!!!! BRING ME HIS FACE RIGHT NOW ILL PUT IT THROUGH THE SHREDDER!!!’

“…………huh….that right?”

“yeah, see?”

“Hmm…let me take a closer look, can I see your phone?”

“here.”

“thanks pretty baby…” *throws phone into lake*

“Heeseung my phone!!! Why did-“

“COME HERE!”

*grabs you by the waist, swings you around and pins you against the wall.*

“what are you doing? What about my phone? I can’t believe you-“

“shuuuuuuuut….UP!”

“……….”

*he chuckles* “that’s better……”

*slowly unbuttons your shirt while his other hand pulls you in by the waist.*

“now…tell me how much you love it when I wear all black…..”

“I….love it when you wear all black.”

“don’t I look so handsome when I wear it? Hmm?”

“y…yes….”

“yes what?”

“Yes…..Ethan.”

“good girl. Also, what was your favorite part of the movie again? Didn’t you say it was when he bit on that girl? Didn’t you say it was…sexy?”

“I ….I mean that-“

“no-no…..I specifically recall you mentioning how much you LOVED that part….how hot it looked….didnt you?”

“…..y-yeah…”

“well tonight’s your lucky night. I’m here…all in black…I have a pretty girl in front of me…and for some odd reason….I just have this urge to bite down on something….. How fitting.”

*bites your neck. You squirm and help, you try to push him off but he nibbles your jawline and ears.*

“Ethan stop! Not in public.”

“Call me Dracula baby….you fucking like it. Did you say it was sexy? Hmm? What about here? And here? Oh let’s not forget here? Oh! There’s a spot. Now the other side.”

*bites, licks, nibbles.*

“you know what else was my favorite part babydoll?”

“……uh….ugh…..w-what?”

*grins sadistically and looks over to the side where a secluded, and dark area inside the park is located at*

“n-no….Ethan no….no!”

*pulls and drags you away*

Next Day

“oh y/n! There you are I’ve been-…….y/n….what the Hell happened to you?”

“N-nothing…..”

“but you’re covered in…are those bite marks?….”

“……...yeah.”

“from Ethan?” *h/n smirks*

………

“…….Dracula….”

authors note: oh poor you…..lol.

[watchingspnagain]

Rewatching Family Remains

Welcome to “If You Don’t Have Ghost Humans, Regular Humans Will Do: A Supernatural Rewatch Blog” with Lor and Mace!

 Up today, s4e11: Family Remains.

Dean is itchy-scratchy for a case, despite Sam’s protests that he’s exhausted and Dean should stop avoiding his feelings by running them ragged. Dean wins out when he finds them what looks like it should be a good old-fashioned haunted house. When they show up, the house appears to be for sale and empty, and after a quick look-see, they decide to do some research and come back later. In the meantime, the family who bought the house shows up to move in. Whoops. The boys think they’ve managed to convince the family of four plus dog and uncle to stay away (asbestos! Gas leak!), but Uncle Ted Knows Things About Houses and declares it safe. When they move in, things start to go bad. Sam and Dean come back, tell them it’s a ghost, and just about have them convinced when the ghost in question steps right across a salt line because—surprise! She’s actually a very alive feral child who’s been living in the walls. From there it gets gruesome and disturbing, with the family having to come together to save each other and Dean putting on an impressive display of channeling a lot of hell-guilt into needing to save everyone. (Shock.) Spoiler alert: yes, the dog dies.

 Below is a log of our real-time reactions as we watched. Remember that there may be spoilers for any part of SPN’s 15-season run here. Note also that the nature of our conversation is adult and thus it may contain adult language and themes.

 [and we begin:]

 Lor:

 oh precious freckled, teary green-eyed boy

   Mace:

 yep

 poor Sammy needs a week’s worth of sleep

Lor:

 he DOES

Sam is like if I'm this tired Dean must be dead

   Mace:

 yeah

   Lor:

 poor Sammy

   Mace:

 poor Bean

   Lor:

 haunted smaunted I want that porch

   Mace:

 HAHAHA YES

   “what?” “What?"

HAHAHA

   Lor:

 "what?" "what?”

YES

   Mace:

 CREEPY

   Lor:

 RIGHT?

 and I love the shot up at them

 it IS nice

   Mace:

 YES

 weird. I thought we’d already rewatched this one…

   Lor:

 I was just thinking that I feel like this is not where this episode belongs in the scheme of things

   Mace:

 HAHAHAHA of course you did

 Dean’s look at the girl when she says hooker sheets

   Lor:

 omg Dean's look at the daughter

 HAHAHAHA

   Mace:

 YES

   Lor:

 I love the little character things we often get from these one-off characters. like her handing the pictures out and then closing the screen door

she'll talk to them, but she ain’t coming out

   Mace:

 YES

   Lor:

 so, if I was moving into a new house, and some randos said they were from the county and then turns out they weren't, THAT is what would send me to a motel till I figured out what was up

   Mace:

 RIGHT?!

   Lor:

 and Danny is an idiot

   Mace:

 SNORK!!!!

 “really?” “No not really”

   Lor:

 "really?" "no not really"

   Mace:

 HAHAHA

   Lor:

 LOLOL

   Mace:

 Dammit, Danny

   Lor:

 yeah, butt out, TED

   Mace:

 HA

 maaaybe investigate this weird thing Danny is telling you a bit more?

   Lor:

 way to teach your kid that you believe what he tells you

 RIGHT?

   Mace:

 was the girl…licking her?

   Lor:

 I guess?

   Mace:

 okay. weird.

 I LOVE the border collie

   Lor:

 no, Buster, stay inside!

 YEP

   Mace:

 smartest member of that family, hands down

 DAMMIT. I just finished a book in which the dog died and I didn’t remember this. I CAN’T TAKE IT

   Lor:

 oh no!

I had kind of forgotten or I'da said!

 "what kind of ghost messes with a man's WHEELS"

   Mace:

 “what kind of ghost messes with a man’s WHEELS"

 HAHAHAHAHA

   Lor:

 YES

 Dean is so not in the mood for civilians

   Mace:

 LIKE SCOOBY DOO

 the head waggle back and forth omg

   Lor:

 oh he did NOT just call him Fonzie

   YES

   Mace:

 HAHAHA

 “yeah, about that"

   Lor:

 YES

  and that step over the line. SO CREEPY

   Mace:

 YES

 these eps with the actual people. THE SCARIEST

   Lor:

 YES

   Mace:

 “I’m telling you man. Humans"

   Lor:

 omg "psycho Nell" that is a DEEP CUT, Dean

   Mace:

 HAHAHA

   Lor:

 does anyone even remember that movie?

   Mace:

 apparently Dean does

   Lor:

 LOL

I love him

   Mace:

 YOU DO?!?!

   Lor:

 yeah, it took me awhile to come around, but I think he can stay

   Mace:

 snork!

 “every day"

oh Dean

   Lor:

 "you smell that?" "every day" omg, Dean, honey

   Mace:

 HAHAHA

   Lor:

 "well do you want to?" holds him

 "please nobody grab my leg"

   Mace:

 “please nobody grab my leg"

 HAHAHAHA

   Lor:

 YES

omg him putting his head in his hand and breathing for a second

   Mace:

 YES

   Lor:

 SERIOUSLY though, aside from just the "oh man, humans" of it, I think the ones where it's just humans are genuinely the creepiest in their presentation

   Mace:

 the complete lack of soundtrack for those few seconds is so powerful CRIPES

   Lor:

 YES

   Mace:

 ABSOLUTELY

they are always the most disturbing

   Lor:

 YEP

 "cause I had to carry him out"

"I couldn't get to him in time"

oh DEAN

   Mace:

 oooof

   Lor:

 how old is Suz? she still thinks bad things don't happen to good people?

   Mace:

yeah

   Lor:

 (I try to have sympathy for her bc this sucks for her, of course, but she bugs me)

   Mace:

 (yeah, I suspect she’s just in shock and still grieving and whatnot but she is annoying)

   Lor:

 "rent Juno, get over it"

   Mace:

 ooof

   Lor:

 "oh gross"

   Mace:

 YEP

   Lor:

 "humans, man"

   Mace:

 YES

   Lor:

 "like you know what hell's like"

   Mace:

 offsides, Dean

   Lor:

 okay, Dean, take a breath

YEP

let's not go all mean on your brother bc he hasn't been to hell

   Mace:

 ...yet

   Lor:

 HA!

   Mace:

 this poor girl

   Lor:

 right?

 oh Dean. it is not your personal responsibility to save every single person

   Mace:

 no, but he can save two by not letting this idiot go after his son

   Lor:

 HA! true

 oh JEEZ

I forgot there were two

   Mace:

 WHAT

I did too!!

   Lor:

 okay, Suz just went back up in my estimation a bit

   Mace:

 Ha! YES

 this family is gonna be screwed up for so long after this

   Lor:

 I bet the marriage counselor never thought of killing an attacking feral child as a way to strengthen their bond

 RIGHT?

   Mace:

 HAHAHAHA

   Lor:

 oh no he's off his food

   Mace:

 Dean’s not eating, he’s upset

 YES

   Lor:

 YES

 "I did it for the sheer pleasure" oooooof

   Mace:

 HOOOOOTTTTTT

   Lor:

 i just want to hold him and then carry him to therapy

   Mace:

 Dean, honey, you’re a complicated soul. you like saving people and you like torturing them. we all have facets. it’s all good.

   Lor:

 HAAAAAAHAHAHAHA

look, some people drink blood, some people torture people in hell for fun. it's fine. at least you're not your dad.

   Mace:

 YES

some call on alien hordes to attack NYC. it’s fine. it’s sexy, even.

 [after the episode ended:]

Lor:

 you know what else is cool about that ep? there's little hints that it's not a ghost. like Ted says it's not a ghost it's just some hillbilly chick (or something like that) and Dean yelling about what kind of ghost messes with a car like that.

 Mace:

 YEP

 Lor:

 and she never flickers. she LOOKS like ghosts we've seen, but she's always solid

   Mace:

 YES

I feel like there’s something there about Dean repeatedly saying, “Humans, man” as if he’s not one of them, but also he sees himself as a monster after the hell stuff, but also he’s clearly unhappy about not saving Ted and then killing the brother

I just can’t quite brain it together in a logical way

   Lor:

 oooo yes

   Mace:

 it’s possible that he thinks he’s the worst of both worlds, human and monster.

   Lor:

 oooooof

   Mace:

 and then Sammy is literally stuck between human and monster - poor aBeanination that he is

they both keep slipping off that tight rope both ways throughout the show

   Lor:

 YES

   Mace:

 and they pull to them people who blurr those lines all the time: Cas (fallen angel who wavers between human and not), Crowley, who can’t decide if he wants to be king of hell or just a regular human again…

   Lor:

 YAAAAS

   Lor:

 Benny

   Mace:

 BENNY

   Lor:

 Rowena

   Mace:

 well, Rowena knows what she is and has no issues with it, I think

   Lor:

 oh true!

   Mace:

 Bad Ass Bitch, is the technical term, I think. And she becomes queen of hell, so yeah, she sticks it

   Lor:

 I was thinking just being pulled to "dark" but that's not what you were saying

 YAAAAS

   Mace:

 yeah, the boys are a vortex for identity crisis in all forms

Outsiders Unite!!

   Lor:

 and Dean is always being pulled (or pushing himself) in two different directions. is he a badass or is he soft. is he the grunt or is he a genius who reads. is he into women or men

 YES

   Mace:

 exactly

   Lor:

 (it's both, babies, it's both)

   Mace:

 with Free Will come Free Boundaries, and with those come Grey Areas and Confusion

   Lor:

 YAAAAAS

[samijey]

I just keep thinking about Roman being all paranoid because he finds out Sami and Jey have been secretly meeting up and he's like you think you're smart. That you can fool me? That I cwouldn't know you guys are meeting up. Everyone is like 👀 like oh shit he knows, then he's like, "This is why im at the top I get a wiff of you trying to overthrow me. I'm 10 steps ahead of you. Then everyone is like ???? Because Roman is thinking 🤜👊🤛 and it was 🌈🌈 all along.

This message put me in the grave asfhkdlasfd - "Roman is thinking 🤜👊🤛 and it was 🌈🌈 all along" HAHAHAHAHA

IF ONLY WWE was actually consistent in the way they acknowledge the 4th wall, we might hope to see the Jey and Sami secret meetings get brought up in the story and I feel like that was definitely the plan at some point - Paul kept mentioning "watching the show at home" and even VERY pointedly teased that he (and by proxy Roman) knew about the "I acknowledge you" meeting when he told Jimmy there were things you could see at home that you couldn't see being there live. He also stated in a later episode of SD that Jimmy had been instructed by Roman to stay home and watch the show on TV (and this was another episode where Sami and Jey met backstage).

Unfortunately, I don't think we'll ever get a payoff on this aspect, since the timing now feels a bit off to make this reveal. HOWEVER, now that Roman is back (THANK GOD), I trust that the quality of the story might pick up again and who knows, maybe loose threads/plot holes like these will get addressed - the latest segment of Smackdown was a good start and I hope that soon enough we are having memorable moments every other week again!

[howlingday]

Setting - People scream as they flee downtown Vale. A war machine is on a rampage, destroying cars and smashing building walls. Inside, a madman cackles in his revelry as police are powerless to stop him.

Lisa: We are live here in downtown Vale, where the recently escaped convict and gang leader, Roman Torchwick is causing as of yet untold collateral damage, with an unknown number of civilians injured. Police are caught in a devastating warzone as they battle the criminal, who is inside what is confirmed to be a Paladin-class mechanized exoskelton. As the carnage continues, everyone's minds are focused on the singular question;

Lisa: Where is the Red Hero?!

Roman: AHAHAHAHAHA! Hello, people of Vale! Roman Torchwick is back, and bigger than ever! With that Little Red nuisance gone, I OWN this city, and not a damn one of you can stop me!

Terra: What should we do?

Saphron: What can we do? Our car has been destroyed, and we were lucky to be alive when the police showed up.

Terra: I know you don't like her, but... I really wish Red Streak would be here.

Saphron: (Sighs) I hate to say it, but I wish she was here, too.

Adrian: (Looks up at his cowering moms, Crawls through barricade holding a red cape)

Terra: Adrian? ADRIAN!

Saphron: NO! COME BACK!

Officer: Ma'am, you need to remain calm and stay behind the barricade!

Saphron: But that's my son out there!

Chief: HOLD YOUR FIRE!

Roman: Huh? Well, well, well! Look who it is! It's Little Red herself! And I guess she lost weight, huh? HAHAHAHAHA!

Terra: (Sobbing) THAT'S MY SON!

Saphron: (Sobbing) THAT'S MY BABY!

Adrian: (Ties on red cape, Glares at Roman)

Roman: Well, aren't you brave? Are you going to fight me yourself, Little Man? (Steps forward)

Adrian: (Puts up his fists)

Chief: (Feels something on his shoulder, Plucks off a rose petal)

Roman: (Stops, Scowls)

???: Hey... Red Hero...

Adrian: (Turns around, Pulls off hood)

Ruby: (Smiles)

Adrian: I knew you'd come back.

Ruby: (Chuckles) Sorry for the wait, and, uh, thanks for stepping in for me. You're very brave. (Crouches down) But right now, your moms need you to keep them safe okay? Just like your uncle would. Don't worry about Torchwick. I got him.

Adrian: (Nods, Runs back to his moms)

Crowd: (Cheers)

Ruby: Uh, excuse me, but could I borrow your megaphone?

Chief: Yeah, sure. Here.

Ruby: Thanks. (Clicks megaphone)

Roman: Oh, you're actually going to fight me now, Little Red?

Ruby: (Via megaphone) ON BEHALF THE GOOD PEOPLE OF VALE AND THE NOT SO GOOD PEOPLE OF THE ATLAS MILITARY, I REQUEST YOU STEP OUT OF THE MECH AND SURRENDER PEACEFUL WITH AS LITTLE CIGAR SMOKE AS POSSIBLE.

Roman: NEVER! YOU RUINED ME, SO NOW I'M GOING TO RUIN YOU! I'LL CRUSH YOU AND KILL YOU AND BLOW UP WHATEVER'S LEFT OF YOUR CORPSE!

Ruby: WAIT, YOU WANT ME TO COME OVER THERE SO YOU CAN KILL ME?

Roman: YES!

Ruby: WELL, I'D HATE TO DISAPPOINT YOU, TORCHIE! (Hands back megaphone, Sighs) Just another beautiful day in the greatest city in Remnant.

Roman: (Charges forward with Paladin, Launching all weapons at once)

Ruby: (Weaves around zooming projectiles, Smiling)

[danurso]

Ayaka: Err. . . .amber, may I talk to you for a moment?

Amber: Sure! Whatcha need?

Ayaka: Well, it's just that after I came here, I managed to see how close you and the traveler are, and how well your relationship works. You two confide everything to each other and can talk about any topic like it is no big deal.

Amber: *sheepishly* Do we now? I guess we just got used to each other after a while. Still, what do you need?

Ayaka: *fidgeting* well. . . .i. . . .need some *pink* r-relationship advice.

Amber: sure. Just ask away what you want to know.

Ayaka: How do you make it easier to talk to your partner? Ever since me and Thoma started dating, just talking about anything makes me really nervous.

Amber: Oh, that's normal. I was the same back then with aether *sheepishly* I ended up missing most of my shots because of how nervous I got whenever I went on commissions with him.

Ayaka: Then, how did you get so comfortable around him? Every time I stand near Thoma I feel like my heart is going to explode.

Amber: That's normal too. And i guess the best solution for that is time, me and aether have been together for a year now, so we're just used to each other at this point, But if you need something more immediate, you could try telling jokes.

Ayaka: Jokes?

Amber: yeah, something to make both of you laugh, it usually helps out a lot to clear the tension when you can't speak up normally.

Ayaka: but. . . .i-i don't really know how to make good jokes.

Amber: Oh that part is easy, just make a short story for the setup and finish with an unexpected punchline.

Ayaka: d-do i really need to do that!?

Amber: Of course, no joke is complete without a punchline.

Ayaka: but. . . .won't that make him mad?

Amber: I doubt it, normal people usually don't get angry with jokes.

Ayaka: then. . . .i'll try my best.

Amber: *thumbs up* I'll be rooting for you.

*Later on*

Thoma: *serves her tea* Here it is, my lady.

Ayaka: Thank you thoma. *Sips her tea.* . . . .

Thoma: *sits down as well* . . . .

Ayaka: . . . . .

Thoma: . . . . .

Ayaka: *pink* . . . . .

Thoma: *pink* . . . . .

Ayaka: Uuugh, this is so awkward. No, I got this, just gotta remember what Amber told me, everything is gonna be okay. . . .i still don't like this though. Thoma.

Thoma: Y-yes, my lady.

Ayaka: D-did you know that i-i really like the story of the loud duck?

Thoma: R-really? Why?

Ayaka: Because. . . . . .BECAUSE IT ALWAYS MAKES ME QUACK UP!!!

The line ended with her sending her fist full strength forward and colliding with Thoma's face, sending him flying back through the paper wall.

Ayaka: O-oh my god. *Rushes to him* i-i'm sorry! I was too nervous and put too much strength in it!

Thoma: *rubbing his cheek* Oww. . . .your strength never ceases to amaze me, my lady. Though, could I know what have i done to deserve that?

Ayaka: Was. . . .was that a bad joke? Did I do something wrong?

Thoma: What are you talking about my lady?

Ayaka: It's just. . . . *Pink* A friend told me that a good story set up followed by a strong punchline can make for great jokes. Did i do it wrong?

Thoma: Pfff. . . .hahahahaha.

Ayaka: *extremely confused* It. . . .it worked?

Thoma: Hahahaha! *Wipes a tear away* My lady, what do you think a punchline is?

Ayaka: Isn't it a line followed by a punch? Wait! Should I have punched first!?

Thoma: *chuckles* My lady, a punchline for a joke is a line that twists the story in an unexpected way and packs a figurative punch to finish off a joke, you don't really punch people during a punchline.

Ayaka: Oh. . . . . *red* I'm so sorry Thoma! I had no idea that-!

Thoma: It's okay, I get it. I got to laugh by the end so it still worked in a weird way.

Ayaka: Still. . . .

Thoma: But why the sudden interest in learning to make jokes?

Ayaka: I just. . . . *Fidgeting* I-i heard making jokes can help ease the tension and make it easier for two people to talk.

Thoma: Oh. . . .*pink* so that's why. I suppose that means I'm not the only one who becomes a mess trying to just act normally.

Ayaka: *Shakes head.* It's just. . . .whenever you're around i get anxious and self conscious about everything i do, i-i don't want to mess this up.

Thoma: Yeah I know the feeling. To be completely honest, I never really thought I had a chance with you my lady, so every day I feel like I'm stepping on eggshells, one misstep and it's all over.

Ayaka: That would never happen! My feelings aren't so shallow that one mistake would end it all.

Thoma: *smiles* Took the words right out of my mouth, my lady.

Ayaka: . . . .can you stop that?

Thoma: what?

Ayaka: *pink, looks away* What did you promise me you would do when it's just the two of us?

Thoma: R-right. I'm sorry my la- i mean, Ayaka.

Ayaka: *smiles*

Thoma: *pink* D-does hearing me say that makes you that happy?

Ayaka: Yes. I love the sound of your voice so hearing my name is quite pleasant.

Thoma: *red* . . . . .

Ayaka: *blush* I-i mean-! The sound of your voice is nice! Not you-! I-i mean-!

Thoma: It's okay. I-i get it.

Ayaka: *red, with steam coming from the top of her head* I-i'm sorry, for becoming such an embarrassing mess.

Thoma: It's fine. I-it's not like I'm doing any better.

Ayaka: But-

Thoma: Still. *Pink* I wanna try and be a better boyfriend, as best as i can.

Ayaka: *redder, feeling his hand on top of hers* I. . . .i will do my very best too.

???: Aww, Aren't you two the cutest?

Thoma/Ayaka: *flinch, looking at Yae and Ayato who stood at the doorway* Y-young master/My brother!?

Ayato: We were hoping to use the room to discuss matters, if you two lovebirds don't mind.

Both of them got red from head to toe and jumped several feet away from each other.

Thoma: Y-young master, w-we were just-!

Ayaka: How long have you been there!?

Ayato: Since Thoma came crashing through the wall. You seriously need to work on your jokes my sister.

Ayaka: *covering her bright red face* P-please excuse me! *Runs off*

Thoma: Aya-! I mean, my lady, wait! Please excuse me young master. *Goes after her*

Yae: Fufufu, innocent love is quite adorable, don't you think.

Ayato: It is for sure. Though I don't know if Thoma will survive if she keeps telling such jokes.

Yae: Well, I think it's quite charming.

Ayato: Do you now?

Yae: Yes.

Ayato: . . . . . .Did you know that once, two blind men-

Yae: *smiling* You try and finish that sentence and I'll smite you off of the face of this planet.

Ayato: *shrug* Well, i tried.

[primofate]

Oh. My. Archons.

I stayed up until 3am reading some of your Genshin Impact works last night and now I'm considering downing my third cup of coffee to keep my eyes open for work.

I have no regrets.

To put it crudely, your work is so darn amazing.

To put it in a more elegant manner, they're superb, astounding, and mind-reelingly immersive, on top of addictive.

It's been a long time since I cried from actual angst, but I was bawling when I read Death and Regrets series, and so I proceeded to read all the other angst pieces in your angst masterlist. Now, I can die happy and I won't have any regrets. Not the same can be said for the boys tho hahahahaha *smacks myself*

The AU series? Ex-fucking-quisite.

... Ahem. Please excuse my language.

I just can't help it, I freaking adore the Volleyball AU. Please. They're all so precious. I started off reading the Modern AU because the concept pulled me in, and Volleyball was the last AU I read because I was never a sportsperson... My primitive mortal brain did not realize I unintentionally saved the best for last.

By this point I have learned that whatever you write is liquid gold, and my insomnia has finally succumbed because I find myself feeling warm and happy and content, so with a patience that rivals Zhongli's accumulated 6000 years of wisdom he has taught himself from all his experiences, I locked my phone and went to sleep.

I can't for the life of me remember what I dreamt last night but I know it was Genshin-related and it made me feel very happy and giddy this morning when I woke up.

Safe to say as soon as work ends, I am 100% going back to binge on your work. Maybe even reread them. But for now, I wanted to drop in and leave this message, give you a virtual hug as a thank you, wish you a good day, and hope that this message somehow made your day just a little bit brighter, because you certainly made mine the brightest it's ever been this whole week.

PS. I'm so sorry for sending you a whole essay... My excitement might have gotten the better of me. Please don't be intimidated or feel obliged to reply!

PPS. Also I swear as soon as I get my paycheck this month, you'll see me on your Ko-Fi throwing my money your way and reading more of your work.

🌸

I'm sad that I couldn't get around to this ask until today. This is just...if there was a category for most touching messages this is one of those on top. The types that I could print and frame then hang it on my wall.

I love your narration of how I have just fucked up your sleep schedule, it's so detailed you could be a writer yourself! (lmao not kidding tho)

In all seriousness thank you and I'm glad you find some joy in binging my works! Hopefully in re-reading them too! :D