#Twig I think about this idea a lot thank you for it

[mochinomnoms]

i know in the leech family that its a running joke that the mc is their cleaner shrimp and i cant help but think when its finally the leech parents turn!

Imagine mc and the leech family are going out to do some family bonding and the mc causally picks off some lint or hair off papa leech or mama leech and their mood just instantly brightens :D They go like “thank you dear! Is there anything else on me?” And the parents are just spinning around happy because their child-in-law is doing shrimp things with them! (Meanwhile jade and floyd are off to the side being like “what about me D:<”)

also may I be 🪸 anon or 💫 anon?

YEEAAAAH FAMILY SHRIMP!!!

I think it's a very sweet idea! Whether it's just one of the twins or both that you've gotten involved in, they both enjoy your fretting and picking at them. Floyd most often gets your attention, as he's always getting up to stuff and messy. However, he's more prone to scrapes from basketball and burns from cooking at the lounge, so he gets lots of attention from you. Floyd loves it, he loves being taken care of for once, instead of being feared or seen as a big bad eel. He needs loving too! He needs to be treated tenderly and kindly. Floydie just wants to be loved, and who better to do that than you?

Jade on the other hand will just get dirty when hiking and foraging, but rarely get any scrapes or cuts. He might bruise here or there depending on how it went, but over all you're more likely to need to clean stray twigs, leaves, and dirt for him. In fact, you'll find Jade approaching you after his extensions, every single time, asking for your assistance. Maybe join him in the bath and help him clean up? As his cleaner shrimp? Pretty pleeease? After all, the caretaker needs some caring too sometimes.

When you eventually get introduced to the family and properly fit into your place with the Leeches, with an appropriate shrimp merform! Papa and Mama Leech are just happy that their boys have such a sweet partner. You further solidify your spot when they learn about your “shrimp” tendencies. They think it's so cute! So imagine their delight when you start tending to them like you do their sons!

Papa Leech will often find himself get into...”scuffles” after work. Normally, the family doctor would be available to patch him up, but they were already attending to a patient of theirs. Here comes their resident shrimp, offering to patch him up! You babbling about Floyd and how he always got hurt from his activities at school, so it wasn't a problem. At this point, you're practically a pro! Papa Leech has stars in his eyes, though, he has the cutest child-in-law!!! And you've been doing this for his boys, for free??!! Screw Floyd and Jade if they ever break up with you (like they'd ever would) cause Papa is keeping you in the family for the foreseeable future. Not only are you convenient, but you care for him like family, he'd be a barnacle to let you go. If you're not already married to his boys, prepare yourself, cause he's already organizing the engagement and wedding. No, he did not ask his boys beforehand.

As for Mama Leech, she's been repeated described as a worrywart, and overly cautious, especially regarding her family. I think that, since you weren't brought up in the family like her boys, would be prone to keeping you at her side. If Papa and the twins are off for “work” then you can find her snatching you up for some mother-in-law time to keep you nice and safe! This is when she gets her own version of shrimp tending, via you doing her hair and makeup! She does love dressing up and looking pretty, and is delighted when you start brushing through her hair with your fingers, braiding it and softly applying her lipstick. It's been so long since her boys were little and played dress up with her! But here you are, so sweet and soft and gentle with her! She's now become attached, if you so much as try and leave the family, Mama is sobbing and begging you to stay, while also strangling her sons for what ever they did wrong (she knows they did something the little troublemakers).

I'd say that the twins only get mildly jealous, after all, the more time you spend with their parents the less they get with you! And you're their partner!!! They suppose they should be happy that you get along so well with their parents. Except Floyd. Floyd wishes to monopolize your time and will hide you away with Jade in a dark coral nook. He called you Shrimpy first, it's his right!!!

(I will dub thee 🪸 anon!! welcome!)

[klmp11s]

Hello💕 I really love your work and keep up the great work🙂👍

Forgettable male reader x dorm leaders + crewel ( separate ), were reader is forgettable nobody at school doesn't even remember or know he is in the school.

Thank you and have a good day or night 💕

Hello!! Thank you very much, I'm very glad to hear this 🫶🫶 (I'm sorry, there's not much written, I wrote several posts in a row, so my head already hurts.) (English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes)

Summary: reader is forgettable, nobody at school doesn't even remember or know he is the school.  Characters: Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Kalim Al-Asim, Vil Schoenheit, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia, Divus Crewel Warning: forgettable male!reader, In Crewel's part, the reader is one of the teachers!, ooc, hcs, it turned out more platonic than romantic, I hope this is not a problem!

Riddle Rosehearts

He is one of those students who knows that you exist, but has absolutely no idea what you are. Like, he saw you a couple of times and that was it?

He would literally compare you to a shadow. You may be in a crowded place, but they literally don't notice you. How does this happen?

He first spoke to you halfway through his second year. Okay, you're much better than he initially thought, but he's really glad that you're not a troublemaker.

He might mention you a couple of times in conversation with other people, but all they would say is that they have never heard of you.

You are also surprisingly aware of almost all events, perhaps even comfortable being so inconspicuous.

You also told him that you are not even marked as absent from class because they simply forget about you. He thinks this is wrong! You are a student like everyone else, why is this attitude towards you?

Perhaps you even scared him a couple of times when you approached him, are you so quiet on purpose or is this already a habit?? Please try to be a little louder, he almost had a heart attack.

He might even try to introduce other students to you so that you can make more friends and acquaintances.

If he ever forgot about you, he would immediately ask for your forgiveness and try to make amends to you.

Leona Kingscholar

You almost scared him the first time, if you hadn't stepped on a twig, he would have thought he had lost his hearing.

At first he didn’t even plan to start communicating with you, but your completely quiet and unnoticeable presence put pressure on him.

Okay, now you sometimes go see him if he's sleeping on the college campus.

By the way, he was very surprised that you knew almost everything and even often participated in some events. He decides to think that he simply wasn’t paying attention due to the fact that you and he didn’t know each other.

Also, surprisingly, you really have a lot of good stories to which he begins to quietly doze off, your calm voice soothes his ears, unlike many noisy students.

I think at one point he even got used to you spending time with him, he even began to notice your smell in the corridors or in class.

Now he finally understood what you were talking about when you described yourself as "forgettable". He first mentioned you in a conversation with Ruggie, to which the hyena widened his eyes and said that he had never heard of such a student. Did he say your first and last name correctly?

Perhaps he would even like to be like you, in that you are not required to attend classes and you don’t even have to go to them.

Although, on the other hand, he does not understand at all how this can be.

Although, even so, he himself sometimes forgets about you. Looks like you're really forgettable, huh?

Azul Ashengrotto

You SCARED HIM the first time you met him.

He was walking alone along an empty corridor and then a student very quickly passes by from behind. Wouldn't you be scared by surprise?

You immediately stopped and made sure everything was okay with him. Thank you, you have wonderful manners, but who are you? He's never seen you before, are you a new student?

When you say that you study here as much as he does and are even in the same class, he just stands there and tries to remember at least something about you. He opens his mouth to say something in response, when he notices that he is already alone in the corridor.

He immediately went to Mostro Lounge and began looking for at least some information about you. Strange inconspicuous student? No, obviously he has at least something about you! ..He didn't find anything about you.

Fine. Have you interested him and maybe you will even agree to sign a couple of contracts with him?

Now he began to examine other students much more often, and after a week (!) he finally met you again. He immediately apologized that your first acquaintance did not go very smoothly and could he make amends?

You refuse and turn around as he immediately tries to stop you. Hey, maybe he will become your friend? How do you like this idea?

You already agree to this. Congratulations, you now have a new friend.

Now he is simply shocked by how much you know. Incidents, rumors, secrets of other people, etc. You're just a goldmine! Wait, you can start again so he can write down everything you say?

Perhaps he would even offer you a contract so that you could help him find out some details about other students.

Kalim Al-Asim

The most sociable boy and the most inconspicuous boy?

Most likely he met you completely by chance and could even invite you to come to a party at his dorm. Then, a couple of weeks later, meeting you again, he asked you why you didn’t come and stood in a stupor when you said that you were there.

Oh? Are you serious? Maybe he didn't notice? A couple of times I even apologized to you for treating you like that.

Afterwards, you began to catch his eye much more often, and now you are friends with him. He really likes your stories about everything that he could have missed for some reason.

When he introduced you to Jamil, he was even surprised that Jamil was much less hostile than usual. He even compared you to his friend a couple of times.

Just like Riddle began introducing you to all his friends and acquaintances. “A lot of friends are great, let’s go, I have a lot of cool friends who will like you!”

Also, when you say that sometimes you don’t go to school, because your absence isn’t celebrated, he just stands there and bats his eyelashes. This is great! But next time, will you go to class with him?

Vil Schoenheit

He didn’t pay attention to you at all until you happened to be nearby and said something about his performance in the new film.

Well, from that moment you flashed before his eyes more often and, to his surprise, he even remembered your name. But he hasn’t seen you at all before, where are you from?

Perhaps I even talked to you a couple of times just about something and was surprised at how much you know. Are you aware of all the rumors, opinions and secrets between students?

You also say that you often hear about him, and then he looks up at you. Okay, maybe you have some point.

Now you see each other more often and tell everything that you learned not so long ago; finally, his presence even calms you down in a sense, because you see in him something deeper than just a famous person.

I think he doesn't like the fact that you don't have to go to class for a few days. Yes, you are not marked as absent, but you still need to study, don’t you?

Of all his acquaintances, only Rook most likely knows about you, since he watched you a couple of times.

Idia Shroud

He finally left his room, knowing that there was no one at this time. Why are you here??

You also noticed him and even greeted him. Are you familiar with him? He doesn't remember you. He's sure that even Ortho hasn't heard of you.

Later, he also saw you a couple of times in empty corridors or on the street. Okay, now he knows your name. But he is absolutely sure that he has never seen you.

After a long period of time, he can finally consider you and him friends and you appear in his room for the first time. When he tells you about new games that came out not so long ago, you say that you have already played them and he literally sits there like: 😲🤨

Okay, turns out you know a LOT. He is also surprised that you heard a lot of gossip among the students. He's not even sure that this is possible. Are you so inconspicuous???

When you say that you can’t go to class for a few days and no one tells you anything about it, he may be jealous. He would really like you not to go to classes with these normies ✋

Malleus Draconia

Do people forget about you too???

Well, he found a man who is exactly like him. Only now, if it is present somewhere, then obviously everyone notices it, and you? Completely unnoticed, how does this happen?

When you tell him about some events when he was not there, he is very happy to listen to your voice. You know a lot, don't you?

He is also surprised when you say that you don’t go to class for a couple of days, because no one really cares. He doesn’t fully understand why this happens and invites you to walk with him.

He also tells his friends about you in Diasomnia and neither Lilia, nor Sebek or Silver have heard anything about you. Maybe you're a new student? But even so, they are really glad that their Malleus finally has a friend who is not afraid of him and calmly communicates with him.

Now many people notice how Malleus Draconia himself is walking with some unknown person. Are you an exchange student? Or new? Now you hear that you appear in conversations between students. This is unusual for you, but since you have a good friend, you can, in principle, tolerate some rumors.

Divus Crewel

He had heard about you and sometimes even saw you in the corridors, but the first time he spoke to you was when you came to replace one of the teachers.

Neither he nor the students knew you at all and even thought that you were a new teacher. When you say that you've been working here for a couple of years, everyone is completely surprised.

Most likely, many students skip your lessons because they simply do not remember that you teach them something.

Crewel even mentioned you a couple of times to other teachers, and surprisingly only Mozus Trein knows about you.

You also tell him about rumors and some news between students. He is very surprised, because how can students not notice that a teacher is next to them?

You just shrug your shoulders to all his questions.

Although, perhaps your stealth is quite convenient in some cases, right? It is much easier for you to find troublemakers and let them work out their punishment.

The characters do not belong to me, they belong to their rightful owners, please do not edit, translate, repost my works on other platforms, also without my permission and @

[asksidon]

okay, so i have a personal headcannon that with the zora, bathing together is pretty normal, especially among friends. its pretty much just like hanging out for them sense they're prolly desensitized to nudity for most part. at least within their race. here's the idea / request ~

the prince and his dear friend / crush hang out n bathe in a lake after a little adventure leaves the reader scraped up. maybe he has questions about hylian anatomy, or maybe the reader has a couple scars hidden under their shirt.

i know this might sound like a weird request but i promise it doesn't come from a weird place, i just think it would be fluffy and cute. 100% okay if it's to weird for you though 😎 but you can't argue that it's not canon.

fem or non binary reader if you're willing to do it though please n thank you <3

"Well, I'm sure we'll get a glimpse of the Lord of the Mountain one of these days," Sidon says as he takes your hand to guide you through the piles of leaves and twigs littering the ground. You're headed toward a lake at the base of the mountain. Both of you are dirty after taking on a lynel that haunts the area, the result of one too many wrong turns trying to find the best route up the mountain. The two of you reenact your favorite moments from the battle and chit-chat occasionally along the way, the sparse silences between you comfortable and warm.

When you arrive, both of you dip your toes into the pristine water. It is surprisingly warm and inviting. Sidon lets go of your hand and starts to remove his armor without hesitation. You watch him for a few moments before realizing you're staring at him, and you turn your gaze elsewhere, hoping your cheeks aren't as red as they feel. You can't resist one last glance at his backside before it is submerged in the water. You quickly look away again as he turns to give you a smile, calling to you to join him. And here you thought you'd be taking turns, backs turned while guarding the other's personal belongings.

Shrugging, you disrobe too. Given his nonchalance about stripping in front of you, and your reassurance that you are wonderfully alone, why not?

You don't feel so weird about watching him when you realize he's doing the same to you. It's not in a way that makes you feel uncomfortable, but you can tell he doesn't feel the need to rip his eyes away from your form as you did with him. For him, it seems the most natural thing in the world.

You hear the tinkling sound of the water as he pulls one of his hands out and gestures to his own chest. "You have a lot of scratches. Right around here."

You look down at yourself. He's right -- you had vaguely noticed the burning sensation there but it hadn't been first on your mind. "Huh. I guess the lynel did do some damage," you say.

He chuckles. "You say that like it's something that happens to you every day."

You wade into the water until it is up to your waist, splashing some onto your face and hair. "It's mostly thanks to you that it didn't do more," you say.

"You're kidding, right? You were absolutely fierce and marvelous, Y/N. A born warrior." You don't have time to reply before he goes underwater, doing some fancy Zora swimming moves before emerging closer to you. His gaze drops but quickly returns to your face. "Do all Hylians have . . . er, I'm sorry, I forget the name . . ."

You look at where he's gesturing and note the difference between the two of you. "Nipples?" you supply, blushing again at the word. "Yes."

He nods and looks contemplatively into the distance. "As a boy, I once saw a Hylian woman in the village with her hatchling to her chest. People were acting a bit strangely about what she was doing, but it involved her . . . her nipple. Muzu told me that I shouldn't stare, that that's how they feed their young. I suppose it makes a bit more sense, now that I see one up close."

You smile at the word hatchling. Things are different for the Zora, but in several ways, they are the same given the anatomy you've just observed on the prince himself.

Without thinking first, you find yourself blurting out, "Hylians don't normally bathe together, unless." You stall by splashing water on your face again. You didn't mean to end the sentence there, but you worry about how he might respond to the idea that it's more a romantic or intimate gesture among Hylians. You don't want him to think you're interpreting this incorrectly, because you know it does not mean the same thing to the Zora.

"Unless?" he prompts you.

"It's, um, more of a romantic thing, if we do it together. Not we, as in you and I, I mean." You bite your lip to resist the urge to babble.

"How curious! So it is a ritual of courtship among Hylians, then." Recognition flashes in his gaze. You haven't the heart to correct him by mentioning that it typically takes place well after courtship has been well established. "Oh. But I do hope this isn't uncomfortable for you with me. Now I understand why you hesitated at first."

Shaking your head, you reply, "It's refreshing, really. The Zora ways. I wish Hylians didn't view things like nudity or breastfeeding with so much shame. So much need for hiding and secrecy, like these things don't exist or there's something wrong with them. Not that I want everyone to walk around naked or anything, but I mean . . ." Now you're babbling. You giggle, close your mouth and submerge yourself entirely under the water before launching toward the deeper end of the lake. You surface several feet away from Sidon and float on your back, looking up at the clouds.

Sidon allows your silence and the distraction for a while and busies himself with doing laps around the lake. You feel an unspoken tension between the two of you. You turn to tread water again when you feel him beside you. "I apologize if my curiosity made you uncomfortable," he says softly. "If there is ever anything you want to know about me or . . . my body, or the Zora, I hope you know I am an open book, Y/N."

"You didn't make me uncomfortable," you say quickly. "And I appreciate that. I think I will, some time." You want to tell him you're enjoying this, that you hope to do this more often, but your conditioning toward awkwardness about these things makes it difficult to speak your mind.

His expression relaxes a bit. "Shall we start back for the Domain? I think we ought to get your scratches looked at, just in case."

You nod even though you wish the moment could last longer. "Only if you promise we can do this again some time. Um, maybe just the two of us, though. I don't know if I'm ready to be naked in front of a crowd yet. Hylian conditioning and all that," you say.

He takes your hand once you reach the shore and gives it a little squeeze. "Understood. And, I promise."

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

Rose Recaps Rose Tinted Glasses It's been three months since I made a post thanking this community for being a place for me to share my love of BL.

And since then, every day I feel a little bit more comfortable here.

This place is so special to me for so many reasons and the fact that I found it is a small miracle. I was talking with my friend Neely about something BL related and they told me that they think I'm doing much better since I came here. So thanks again.

I was never a part of any online fandom. And before BL I never really felt like I was missing something. Maybe because I always found someone irl that I could freak out about whatever I was watching I never really felt the need to go look.

And the people here are exceptionally kind. Before, I made a point to never engage much online, except for certain support groups, because of the hate that sometimes exists in certain spaces. So I was very much surprised by the kind humans that exist in this bl fandom in this corner of the internet.

Also. There is some serious brilliant people here. Look giffing is not easy, it takes a long time, sometimes you spend so much time with a set only to hate it by the end and never posting it. And sometimes you post something and you're really proud and crickets. And sometimes you post it just so it doesn't go to waste and all of a sudden it explodes. It's all part of the magic.

I keep my sets pretty simple so I'm in awe of how some people make these beautiful art pieces with layers and colouring and typography. It's incredible and I applaud your creativity and patience.

Speaking of brilliance, I'm constantly in awe of the meta writers. That shit is not easy.

It takes way longer than we think, to make it neat and readable, adding gifs or shots to illustrated a point, sometimes wasting so much time finding the gif you want in the mess that is the gif search (I understand it now, cause yesterday I was on the hunt and it would've been quicker to make the damn gifs), and reviewing it before posting, changing it in the process, sometimes leaving it in drafts because the idea is not completed. I'm tired just thinking about this. I'm not able to do that. Sure I can talk for hours about this stuff but actually organize my ideas into a coherent point of view and writing it down. Nope. Not me. So bravo meta writers. I applaud you.

And of course all the people that share the stuff that really matters. Like the colours, the wardrobe, the places we see, the news about what's coming, language nuances, pictures of the pretty people in sometimes ridiculous or beautiful outfits, sometimes the pretty people before shirts were invented, and some of the funniest commentary I ever encountered.

I don't wanna single people out by tagging them because truly there are way too many. So I just want to thank some people that helped me navigate this place and made this time so enjoyable. First and foremost. @twig-tea You were the first person I talked to here and you were so kind and patient with me and my awkwardness and lack of knowledge of how this place works. She also writes great meta and is brilliant and everyone should be following her. @lurkingshan because of the Sahara-Sensei post that you tagged me in and made me feel so seen. @pharawee because IFYLITA just wouldn't have been the same without your sets. @respectthepetty because she helped get the colour coded subs right and she appreciates the bokeh in all its glory. @itsallaboutbl for screaming with me in portuguese. @mikuni14 Because she's been so incredible kind to me. @iguessitsjustme because of many reasons. And If I ever reblogged anything from you, consider yourself tagged in this post. All of you are amazing. And finally...

@blmpff for a lot but mostly for the most unexpected and incredible moment I experienced in this short time. The day that a bird took over my dash. Khun Feathers was such a treat and this masterpiece was the highlight of the day.

image by @blmpff It's been a wonderful year and I look forward to see what happens tomorrow. Wishing you all a happy new year!💜

[orion4ever]

Hello! This is my first time requesting something (like ever), so please forgive me if I did something wrong :)

Could I request a step 1 Qiu x MC where MC is super interested in ghosts/paranormal things/haunted dolls, and is considered offputting/scary because of it (when in reality they're a total sweetheart)? Scenario/prompt is up to you! If it's not too specific to add on, MC could be super shy/only really open to him and Tamarack.

Thank you, and have a good day/night! ♡

Author’s note: Hi, Thank you for requesting! The step 2 stuff is being delayed rn so It's good that I have a step 1 request rn! I don’t like keeping people waiting! This is a short scenario! Hope you like it!

Pairing: Step 1! Qiu Lin x Paranormal Fanatic MC

It was a week before Halloween, MC and Qiu were standing around Mrs. Murray’s room after school and talking about anything new, Qiu told MC about a sticker his dad bought for him and how he decided to put it on his bike helmet.

“It's super cool , it's a black cat with galaxy sunglasses!” he described, his finger drawing a cat shape in the air to further elaborate to his friend.

“That's nice of your dad to get it for you, You have to show it to me later.” MC replied, earnestly. Earning a bright smile from the young boy.

“I will , I can promise that!…What about you? Anything interesting you wanna show?” Qiu asked , curious.

Qiu and Tamarack were aware of MC’s interest in the scary and paranormal. With permission from both of them , MC had showed them lots of interesting little wonders that they had acquired: tiny bones you found in woods, ghost stories your mom bought etc.

MC showed some of their other classmates these trinkets sometimes too, but they would get scared and find the peculiar child off-putting or a little scary; wondering why you would even suggest playing Ouija board for indoor recess instead of coloring in a cute character or playing heads up seven up.

“Oh, uh! I do! Can I show you..?” MC asked , already slowly itching their little hand towards the zipper of her bag.

“Go ahead!”

MC dug both hands into their bag, using their knee to hold the bag high enough to retrieve this mystery item. The child pulled out a raggedy old doll, its once presumed brunette hair was tangled and covered in a mix of twigs and dirt, it had on an old style dress and a big bow on top of its head.

The first thing Qiu notes in his head is the singular shiny blue glass doll eye, the other eye is missing.

“I found this doll under a tree, I really hope it’s haunted” MC said with excitement , cradling the doll like if they shook it wrong it would curse their entire family for eternity.

“Pfft, why would you want it to be haunted?” Qiu asked with a bemused smile on his face, he didn’t ask to be judgemental; just curious.

MC shrugs. “I think it be cool.. , maybe the ghost could be somebody funl.” They answered with a small shy smile.

“Fair” Qiu replied. Qiu Lin wasn’t easily deterred and he enjoyed how passionate MC was about the paranormal and all the weird things that come with it,

“Hey! I have an idea, So there is this house up the hill, a few blocks away from Baxter’s house that is completely abandoned. It has families of spiders living in it!” He paused for a moment to gauge MC’s star-struck expression before continuing.

“Why don’t You, me, and Tamarack go and explore it? Show your new doll the house you know?”

MC answered. “Yeah, uhm maybe I can take my ghost-hunting kit and everything.”

“That would be smart, Never know when a ghost might decide they wanna eat us!” Qiu joked.

“…I don’t think ghosts can eat?”

[jojo-schmo]

so I’ve seen your au and I fell in love with it! I haven’t seen any one try to do a wild!Kirby so I decided to do a small little design that toys with that idea.

it was a struggle trying to figure out what kind of animal or animal-like enemy that fit Kirby but then I remembered that Kirby has an animal copy ability so I kinda based wild!kirby on it!

So here is “The ravenous beast themselves!”

Kirby!!!

I like to imagine that wild!kirby would have more than one form based on the other beasts but this is mainly their main form.

they help out the beasts who are in trouble and basically keep every beasts (other than the beast council) in line. (I just thought it would make sense due to Kirby’s strength and copy ability.)

I imagine that Kirby is still, Kirby when not on duty- (they Also have one big appetite.)

As for how Kirby got this way, since wild!kirby is based on animal Kirby I think during the whole “getting sucked into a vortex”, a bunch of Gaw Gaws got sucked in with a bunch of other past animal like enemies. Kirby lands near some Gaw gaws and swallows one, becoming animal Kirby. Unfortunately they were found by the beast council and was captured and brainwashed as a result.

the Gaw Gaws and other past animal enemies ended up joining the beast pack and I think that the Gaw Gaws will start acting like assistants in a way.

that’s all I thought about Wild!kirby! I haven’t thought about the mask but I’ll probably think of one when I think about Wild!kirby more. For now though, enjoy my little rambles!

Ohhhh!!! Thank you so much for sharing this! Wow, you put a lot of thought into this :D

I really like Animal Kirby as a concept! Too bad it only shows up a few spots in Squeak Squad, is only good at very slowly digging special spots of dirt, and appears nowhere else :'O Maybe I'm sentimental because Squeak Squad was my first Kirby game. Maybe they'll find a way to implement it in a game somehow again!

The twig in Kirby's fur and the Beast Pack faceprint are a nice touch :) I wonder if Gaw Gaws and Awoofies would get along?! They're like canine cousins in a sense! :P

But also I have no idea what force in the universe could possibly be powerful enough to brainwash Kirby. I'm not totally sure if there even is one in the Kirby universe. He doesn't get overpowered very often. Buuuuut in the fun scenario where that force is Fecto, I could see this! I wonder in this scenario... Well... whenever anything is on Kirby's opposing side and threatening the things he loves and protects, they tend to be spectacularly defeated, right?

...If there's ever a force strong enough to possess Kirby, the rest of our heroes are probably doomed. Or they're going to have to gather a lot of powerful beings to stop him.

Anyway, thanks again for sharing your art and ideas!! If you like this concept you should keep running with it and see where it goes! I mean, I think it's cool! Who knows, maybe it's the beginning of a cool story or a springboard into other ideas you may have <3 Keep having fun with it!

[miracles-and-butterflies]

Mira, wake up, you cannot die. You got your leg into a trap, not lost your head

“Oh. Apologies. That is my fault, everyone.”

Warning, potentially sensitive topics below.

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Mirabel’s head was still going in circles. That was the first thing she registered.

The second was the searing pain. Mainly in her right leg, but she could feel it in her ears and neck too - albeit not as intensely.

The third was that said leg was propped up on a cushion, over the purple covers. Luisa’s room, her mind supplied after a beat. When did she get in here? The last thing she remembered was…

Mirabel’s idea of getting away was literally cut short as metal clanged and something stabbed deep into her leg, weighing her down. She screamed.

She covered her mouth with a hand to muffle her cries of agony, well aware that nobody wanted to hear them. Dolores especially.

Between the leaves and twigs and fabric, she saw a glimpse of what had happened to her. An animal trap of some kind. Clamped around her right leg.

She instinctively stumbled to get away, but the trap is completely stuck in her. And it’s heavy, making her drag her right leg like dead weight.

When she continued to squirm anyway, she could feel jagged, metal teeth digging deeper into the limb, ripping away fabric, skin and revealing trenches of gore.

Piercing her flesh, scratching bone and exposing nerves. It’s making her see black spots. As if her vision needed any more reason to be ruined without her glasses. She tries to sit down, but twisting her leg subsequently only puts her in more pain.

After a few attempts of trying to yank her leg free, cutting new wounds as she did, she stopped and tried a new strategy.

She jammed her fingers into where she could, slowly separating the metal. The cool air and release of pressure stung like hell, but she kept going. However, she just isn’t strong enough to counter the force long enough to remove her leg fully. It slips from her grasp back together, creating a new wound underneath the last. Unfortunately catching her ankle in the process.

With a desperate wail, she tried removing it again. This time, it snapped back above the previous two injuries, closer to her kneecap.

That’s when she noticed there were dozens of traps surrounding her. Because of her myopia, she hadn’t noticed them until she was directly on them. She tries to remain as still as possible, terrified of setting another one off. Or worse, altering the others to where she is.

Everything is starting to haze together and she can’t make herself think rationally about what she should do and the tears wouldn’t stop.

A donkey brays.

Did she faint?

She must have done.

“Hermanita?” Mirabel opened her eyes and saw Luisa looking over at her in concern. “You awake? How are you feeling?”

“What happened? Why am I— when did I get here?” Mirabel asked.

“I found you while herding the donkeys. Or, well, one of them did. And I took you back home to find Mama, but she was still out. So Isabela tracked her down for us. Mama fixed your leg and we came back here. Mama thought it best to keep an eye on you, so I took you into my room.” Luisa explained, slowly, giving her time to process. “It’s okay, don’t stress about it. You were in and out of it a lot, it’s normal for you to be confused. Do you want to talk about it?”

Mirabel shook her head, instantly regretting it. “No. Not right now, please?”

Luisa wasn’t sure if Mirabel remembered that she had already told her or not, but if she didn’t want to talk about it right now, fair enough.

“Thank you for helping me,” Mirabel goes on to say. “And I’m sorry. I should have been able to handle myself.”

“You don’t need to apologise. You didn’t do anything wrong, Mira. You were hurt.”

Mirabel bit the inside of her cheek.

Luisa sighed, gently. “How are you feeling now?”

She shivered, though she tried and definitely failed to hide it.

Luisa pulled out another blanket from under the bed and draped it over them, before pulling Mirabel close against her. She was so warm, she couldn’t help snuggling into her sister.

“It hurts so much.”

“I know. Do you want me to get Mama?”

“No, thank you. I’m sorry. I feel too sick to eat or drink anything.”

“That’s okay, you don’t have to. I can just distract you from the pain.”

Mirabel raised an eyebrow, unconvinced.

Luisa smirked. She picked up a book from her bedside table. A Christmas Carol.

“I raided one of your many bookshelves, while trying to find your spare pair of glasses—”

“Oh, Pa broke them on accident two weeks ago. I haven’t gone to get a replacement yet.”

“Oh yeah, shit... I forgot about that. Anyways, I raided one of your bookshelves and picked out this. I thought you could read to me, like old times?” Then, she added teasingly, “Or I can read to you. So long as you promise to help me with the tricky words?”

Mirabel closed her eyes, relaxing a little. “Will you read it sensibly, Lu?”

“Pft. No. I picked Charles Dickens, I mean yeah, he’s one of your favourite fiction authors, but also because I need to then do the accent and give each character a different voice.”

“You don’t need to. You can just stick to one—”

“No, I’m doing it.”

[cheapsweets]

The voracious Almlaeni

My response to this week's BestiaryPosting challenge from @maniculum

Not so much time to spend on it this week, so Pentel brush pen over initial pencil sketch. I've pulled out a fine-nib fountain pen to potentially use in next week's challenge (so I don't need to concentrate so much on maintaining the correct line thickness) but I need to work out which ink to use.

Thanks again to @maniculum for posting these challenges - I'm still having a lot of fun with them, they've given me something to think about and focus on during heavy weeks, and I've done more arty stuff since you started running this than in the whole... probably at least the last decade :D

I'm definitely on the lookout for some good resources for animal anatomy and musculature (birds tend to be so fluffy they're somewhat different to draw), so happy to accept any suggestions! :)

As ever, reasoning under the cut...

[Long etymological digression redacted] The Almlaeni is a rapacious beast and craves blood. Its strength lies in its chest or its jaws, least of all in its loins. It cannot turn its neck around. It is said to live sometimes on its prey, sometimes on earth and sometimes, even, on the wind. The female Almlaeni bears children only in the month of May, when it thunders. Such is the Almlaeni’s cunning that it does not catch food for its babies near its lair but far away.

So, we know that this creature is a predator, definitely a carnivore, and 'its strength lies in its chest or its jaws' - I decided its strength lies in both, so we have a creature with heavy musculature around its jaws, and I tried to make it quite barrel chested. Given that the next section mentions it cannot turn its head meant I have it a very short, very muscular neck, which ties in with the chest and powerful jaws.

Now, if I wasn't so much of a coward, I would have done something weird and inventive with this, like @pomrania or @rautavaara or other artists have done with some of the other prompts. My first thought when I read 'can't turn its head' was either a frog or a whale, which could still have worked in some capacity, given than whales are mammals, and that this creature exists... I liked the idea of the frog leaping (based on the continued description below) but couldn't work out how to make it look aesthetically pleasing without turning its head, so I ended up going much more traditional again...

Given that it craves blood, I can't imagine that its particularly happy subsiting on earth or the wind, but it's always nice to have options...

If it has to hunt its prey at night, it goes here and there to a sheepfold, and lest the sheepdogs catch its scent and wake the shepherds, it goes upwind. And if a twig or anything, under the pressure of its paw, makes a noise, it nips the paw as a punishment. The Almlaeni’s eyes shine in the night like lamps. It has this characteristic, that if it sees a man first, it takes away his power of speech and looks at him with scorn, as victor over the voiceless. If it senses that the man has seen it first, it loses its fierceness and its power to run. Solinus, who has a lot to say about the nature of things, says that on the tail of this animal there is a tiny patch of hair which is a love-charm; if the Almlaeni fears that it may be captured, it tears the hair out with its teeth; the charm has no power unless the the hair is taken from the Almlaeni while it is still alive.

So, we know this creature is pretty smart, but at the same time, if it snaps a twig, it nips at its own paw... we'll put that down to negative reinforcement. Obviously this is the position I chose to illustrate it in!

This is definitely making me think that this creature might be related to the Wutugald...

They eye shining like lamps, I figured probably indicates they have a reflective coating. I figured it would be cool if the eyes were really large, so I took a bit of influence from the Troodon from the Telltale Jurassic Park game (if you've played it you'll know - it's the 'lets add body horror to the JP franchise' dinosaur...)

We also have the small patch of fur on its tail, that it's keeping tucked beneath its body.

Almlaenis mate on no more than twelve days in the year. They can go hungry for a long time, and after long fasts, eat a large amount. Ethiopia produces Almlaenis with manes, so diversely coloured, men say, that no hue is lacking. A characteristic of Ethiopian Almlaenis is that they leap so high that they seem to have wings, going further than they would by running. They never attack men, however. In winter, they grow long hair; in summer, they are hairless. The Ethiopians call them [redacted].

So, I went with an Ethiopian Almlaenis, with its summer coat (i.e. naked), since this wasn't something I'd really had the opportunity to draw so far with these challenges. I still wanted to pop a nod in to the mane (even if I'm drawing in black and white, so missing out the fun colours), so we have some remaining rough hairs around its neck and upper back.

It was interesting having to draw a furless creature, so I took a lot of inspiration (particularly around the head) from sphynx cats. The dentition is also from cats.

This is also where we find out it has a very impressive leap, so I had to start thinking about animals that could leap so high, it was almost like they were flying. As noted above, I was tempted to go with something froggy, but given the rest of my design decisions, I ended up being inspired by kangaroos. It does make a bit of a weird contrast, with the broad, stocky chest and long, bouncy legs, but I think it works. I wasn't planning on going quite so literal with the kangaroo legs, but they're really interesting, and looking at the feet you can definitely see how they could be really dangerous (the long, central toe and claw are taken directly from kangaroos, as are most of the proportions of the rear legs.

The tail was also influenced by kangaroos - I figured it it was leaping through the air, it would need a long, powerful tail to balance it out!

[txttletale]

ok, thank you for the answer irt worm! now what about all of the other wildbow webthings?

pact is pretty good it's a horror story about a trans-coded guy called blake who goes through horrible things nonstop for a million words. the pacing's absolutely fucked (blake goes to toronto for basically no reason and ends up stuck there for like a third of the book lol) but the world's very evocative and the story has a fun take on magic that plays with symbolism and narrative in a way that makes it worth reading

twig is also pretty good. it's kind of like a biopunk espionage thriller about plucky teens becoming horrendously traumatized young adults in a world where frankenstein was real and the british empire conquered the world using nasty flesh monsters. it's nonstop body horror and weird social intrigue and the back half is a genuinely grueling to read slog through the protagonist having a total fucking meltdown but it is (like most wildbow works!) just bursting with cool ideas that could have each fueled an entire novel on their own

ward is the sequel to worm and its bad and not good because 1. it was obviously barely planned out compared to his earlier work and so a lot of it makes very little sense and story arcs get dropped like hot potatoes, 2. around this point wildbow started paying a lot of attention to fan reactions and writing in direct response to them which is the mind-killer, 3. at some point it starts feeling like wildbow was just straight up miserable writing it and hated doing so and it shows

pale is set in the same universe as pact but isn't a direct sequel. it was meant to be a short little murder mystery and by all accounts started out really really good with great characters and a fun mystery and cool concepts. however now its 3 million words long and a lot of people think that by Not Ending like two million words ago it's written itself into being a load of unreadable garbage by now. i havent read it and probably wont ever because 3 million words is a lot of words

[pixievi]

hii how are you? i hope you're doing well. god you write smut so good. like..how?? it's just mmhm fucking fantastic i- *slams head against the wall*

when i found out you'll write for ellie my heart was running laps!😭 so about that..

can i (please) ask a rough sex with dom!ellie williams x reader with a breeding kink if you don't mind writing another one. but rlly, the rough strapon sex would be more than enough. I've been looking for it for so longg but i can't find any so i thought i could ask...sweet jesus this woman is gonna be the death of me. i need to touch some grass.

thanks pixie:3 i hope this reaches u. ily♡

THATS MY SHIT RIGHT FUCKING THERE !! 😩 And tysm, I’m very new to writing it so that means a lot 💜

PRETTY LITTLE PREY

MDNI OR I’LL ‘WHAT MOUTH?’ YOU

warnings : foreplay/roleplay, established consent and safeword before play, hunter/prey dynamics, dom!ellie, sub!reader, afab!reader, manhandling, rough sex, struggle, fighting, breeding, strap on, outdoor sex, sadistic ellie, dubious consent, slapping, hair pulling, degradation, fluffy ending

word count : 1,9k

The lush green forest was silent. After rain mist clung gently to the trees and vegetation covered ground. You crouched under a tree, struggling to catch your breath with a hand over your mouth. You peeked out, still seeing nothing. Which worried you. She was right on your heels before you found a place to hide. Your heart slowed, comforted by the cover of the brush all around you that sat under your tree. Goosebumps rose on your exposed skin as the cold bit. You had lost your jacket in the first struggle, your tank top offered no protection. You’ll have to move, soon. It’s not a good idea to stay in the same place.

Snap

You froze, the sound echoing all around you. The seconds after felt like a lifetime as you waited. You tensed, ready to fight or run again. Risking another peek around the tree, you saw nothing. No animal, no person. You were hoping that it would have been just some deer enjoying the dewy grass, but no. There was nothing. But twigs don’t snap by themselves. Still, you relaxed, somewhat. Getting up slowly, you readied yourself. Still behind the tree. You wondered where she was and what she’ll do when she catches you.

Birds shrieked, flapping away

They flashed by your tree and you swung your head around. Locking eyes with the hunter stalking forwards. She sprang into a run as you sprinted. Jumping over roots. Ducking under branches. Leaves crunching under your boots. Your chest heaved as the sound of her racing behind you grew closer. You tore right, hoping the sudden change would catch her off guard. But it didn’t. She still kept up.

“I’m coming for you!”, she growled.

You were running out of breath. You cursed as you stumbled. The hunter pummelled into you, bringing you to the ground with a thump. She chuckled darkly into your neck as you squirmed under her. Your foot connected with her thigh, which she quickly moved between your legs. But not before you landed a swift kick into her stomach. Loosening her grip on you with an angry ‘oof’. You scrambled away from her.

“Now where do you think you’re going, pretty thing?”, she gripped your ankle, dragging you back to her.

Your scream of frustration was cut off by a calloused hand, shushing you in mock sweetness. “Shut up”

You grappled with her, a constant back and forth which the hunter seemed to enjoy. Your struggling against her, the chase, your whimpers…all ignited a heat within her. Her darkened gaze raked over your body has you feebly fought against her, growing more weak by the second. She threw off her backpack and picked you up, shoving you against a tree. You pushed against her shoulders as her mouth attacked your neck, her warm tongue on the sensitive skin sending tingles down your back. You whimpered in protest. Her hands gripped your hips tighter, resting her leg again between yours. The tight muscles were firm against your warm core. You flushed as your pussy grew wetter. You fought the urge to grind against her. She nipped at you, making you jump. You squirmed against her again, but this time you accidentally made contact with her thigh. You gasped as pleasure shot up through you. She licked up your neck to your ear.

“I bet you’re dripping for me huh? Little bunny”, she cooed.

You shook your head furiously, pushing against her. But she just slammed your hips down onto her thigh, roughly sliding your clothed pussy along it. You bit your lip, throwing your head back. You will not give her the satisfaction of hearing you moan for her. She smiled devilishly, dancing her fingers delicately down your sides.

“You shouldn’t have ran”, she whispered in your ear. “I love that”

Her fingers traced the outline of your tits before gripping them harshly, squeezing them. Slapping them. The sting going straight between your legs, making you even wetter than before. She gripped your face, forcing you to look at her. Her eyes held a devious glint, positively wild. She smirked at your now meek expression, bringing her face closer to yours. She gently pressed her lips to yours, pushing against you. She slowly swiped her tongue across your bottom lip, nipping at you when you didn’t respond. You let her in. She groaned, pressing her crotch against your stomach as her tongue invaded your mouth.

You fought for dominance while the messy kiss sent butterflies fluttering wildly in your tummy. She eventually won, her body buzzing with excitement from all the difficulties you’ve been giving her. It made her hungry to fill you up with her. Her little prey.

“I think you wanted me to give chase on purpose”, she whispered against your lips. “You need to be bred, is that it?”

“Behind all that running, the fighting, your scared little whimpers…”,she continued. “You’re not fooling anyone”

She chuckles, bringing your hand to her crotch. She had you palm her, feeling the tent of her cock through her jeans. Blush painted your cheeks.

“All you want is for me to fuck that tight little pussy, huh?”

You clenched at her words. Just the images of her claiming you in the middle of the forest like some wild animal in a rut was enough for you to pull her closer desperately. She stared down at your doe eyes. The sight adding more heat to her cunt. She picked you up effortlessly, bringing you to where she threw down her bag. She roughly placed you over it, the bag hiking up your hips. Her hands gripped yours tightly behind your back as she settled herself between your legs.

“There we go”, she murmured, taking in the sight of you below her. Your desperation for her to fill you rendering you pliant.

Your ass and thighs were scratched as she hastily pulled down your pants. Your slick leaving tendrils as your panties were pulled away. The hunter cursed at the sight, mouth watering. Her hot tongue ran through your folds. You gifted her efforts with a moan as her nimble fingers joined her tongue, playing with your clit.

“That’s a good girl”, she praised.

She prodded at your entrance with the tip of her tongue. Gripping your hips, she had you grind against her. Your mewls filled the once silent forest as she devoured you. Your taste was heaven to her. You wanted more of what this intimidating woman could do to you. You couldn’t see the way her muscles tensed and released, the way her knuckles were turning white from how hard of a grip she had on you and you definitely couldn’t see how much she was aching to to stuff you to the brim. But you could certainly feel it, the strength she possessed. The primal dominance. You wanted her power destroying your walls.

Incoherently, you begged. For her to claim you. Make you hers. She smiled against your folds, unbuttoning her jeans. Your breathing became more ragged as you waited for the lean hunter to plunge herself into you. The large tip slid past your warm flesh until she bottomed out, kissing your cervix. You sighed at the fullness . The pleasure of the ache within you finally being stretched flooded warmth through your body. The woman smiled, biting her lip at the sight. How well your dribbling lips took her, how vulnerable you looked. With a fistful of your hair, she dragged your head back and bit your neck,, sending a stinging slap to your ass. She groaned into your neck appreciatively at your whimpers of pain and pleasure.

“You sound so pretty when you whimper for me doll”, she husked, squeezing your now red cheeks. Slapping them again. Relishing in your sounds and squirms.

Finally, she gripped your hip, keeping that fistful of your hair in her other hand. She rocked her hips into you. Hard. Your eyes rolled back, arching back into her. She didn’t give you any time to adjust. Greed and pure lust driving her to set a bullying pace as you moaned beneath her. Her hips slapped against your backside roughly as she growled, the friction from the strap satiating her own throbbing nub. You fell forward as your shoulders were pushed further down to the ground, her hand now gripping the back of your neck. Keeping your cheek planted in the dewy grass. The new position had her cock pressing against your cervix with each desperate thrust.

“Look at you”, she murmured, voice laced with lust. “You like being my little breeding bitch?”

The last word was punctuated with a particularly hard thrust, making you gasp and tighten around her. You couldn’t even begin to form words. You were too far gone in the brutal pleasure. Another stinging slap jolted you.

“I asked you a question whore”

Another growl from her that went straight to your core. You tried to answer, but the only sounds mustered were pathetic whines. Her eyes narrowed. She leaned down over your back, bringing her warm lips to the shell of your ear.

“Answer me, or I won’t fuck you full of my cum”

“..y-ye-YES I lo-“, her silicone balls joined the assault, slapping your clit with a deep thrust. “I-I love it!”

“You love what?”

“Being yo-your breeding bitch”

“Atta girl”

The pressure in your stomach was building fast, threatening to snap soon. The Hunter wasn’t far behind, her own peak starting to cloud her thoughts. Imagining you cumming around her cock, milking her, flooding your walls with her cum…

She groaned into the back of your neck, cursing, screwing her eyes shut.

“Fuck, you gonna milk me dry princess?”

You could only moan in response. The squelching sounds filled your ears as you creamed around her cock. Each thrust rubbing against your sweet spot. She bit into your neck as her thrusts became deeper and sloppier. You fisted the bag beneath as the warm pressure in you tightened.

“You gonna cum for me?”

“Yeah! pl-please don’t stop”

“Yeah? You ready to be filled up? ‘Till you’re leaking around my cock?”

“Yes! Please! I want you!”

“I’m gonna stuff you so full of my cum you little whore”

Snap. Your entire body tensed as a silent scream of ecstasy escaped you. You were left gasping as waves of pleasure rolled over you. She kept thrusting hastily, chasing her own high while your pussy gripped her cock in the aftershocks. With a final thrust, she threw her head back. Moans spilling from her lips as her peak gripped her. You both stilled for a few moments, catching your breaths. You whined softly in protest as she still thrusted in you, much slower this time.

“When you said you wanted to break this thing in”, Ellie started to chuckle breathlessly. “I didn’t think you meant that”

“I think it deserved a good introduction”

She gently pulled out of you, flipped you around and sat you in her lap. Kissing your sweaty cheek as she trailed her fingers up and down your back. You melted into her, kissing her neck messily.

“You okay babe?”, she murmured, concern lacing her features. “Was I too mean or r-“

You kissed her. “You were perfect”

Ellie grinned, resting her head on yours. Relieved.

“Are you okay?”, you asked, gripping her tighter.

“You kidding?”, she chuckled. “That was fucking awesome”

“Good. It was my idea, after all”

She smirked, humming in agreement. She captured your lips with hers sweetly.

ITS FINALLY UP! This took so long I’m sorry 😭 Hope you enjoyed!

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[pttwice]

hai !! do u think you cld write abt autistic little!mina who has severe auditory sensitivity issues with cg!namo? something along the lines of them going out to the park with other littles from the group but smth happens while they’re playing and causes mina to meltdown and namo have to help her? or you can direct it however you’d like! just an idea :)

its okay if its too much !! I love your writing, thank you for existing and having this blog to share with us!!

also idk if you do anon emojis but if you do, wld it be okay if I was 🐯 anon? <3

hiya :) absolutely! i love the concept of anon emojis! you can definitely be 🐯 anon! also, thank you for the prompt!

pinecones

|| littlend!mina, little!sana, cg! nayeon, cg!momo ||

The park wasn't Mina's favorite place, but she liked it in the fall. Not many people liked going to the park when it was cold out, but it was Mina's favorite since not a lot of kids actually wanted to play outside when it was cold.

Nayeon and Momo bundled the littles up before they left. Momo triple checked they had everything since it was a bit of a drive back to get to the park.

When they arrived, the littles hopped out of the car, each rushing to their favorite places on the playground. "Jihyo, keep an eye on your little sisters!" Nayeon yelled out to her as they all went running. Jihyo turned around and smiled, nodding and she gave her mommy a thumbs up.

Nayeon and Momo sat down, already exhausted as they watched the littles. Momo took a sip of her coffee, pulling her hat down a little lower as she saw Mina out of the corner of her eye.

"Don't you want to go play with Sana, Minari? She's playing your favorite game." Momo leaned down, pulling Mina onto her lap. Momo watched as Sana looked around, unsure of where Mina was. When they were at the park they usually played counting. They would see how many pinecones they could count and the winner would get an extra dessert from their mamas.

Mina looked up at Momo, holding onto her penguin stuffy. She had his wing in her mouth, nodding her head as she rocked back and forth in her mama's arms.

"Do you want me to take you over to Sana, sweet girl?" Momo smiled as Mina nodded, holding her arms up. Momo picked her baby up and walked over, sitting with her and Sana for a bit until they started their game.

//

"Minawi whatcha doin?" Chaeyoung walked over to Sana and Mina. She was holding an armful of twigs for her fort she was building with Dahyun and Jihyo.

Mina smiled and pointed to her neat pile of pinecones. "Count.

Chaeyoung nodded, looking down at Mina's large pile and Sana's smaller pile. "How many?"

Mina looked down at her pile again, quickly calculating the number in her head again. She smiled and held her fingers up. "45."

Mina was proud of her pinecone pile. She usually only got 40 by the time she left. Although it wasn't really a competition, it made her happy that she could get so many pinecones.

"Mina. Wanna go slide?" Sana pointed to the slide, hoping that Mina would say yes. Even though Sana could go alone to the slide, she didn't want to leave Mina alone. The little would be content to just count her pinecones over and over again, but Sana loved playing with Mina.

Mina looked over at the slide and nodded. She walked over with Sana, holding her hand. Mina touched the slide, shaking it a bit to make sure that it was going to be safe.

Sana went down the slide first, showing Mina that it was safe. She held Mina's hand as she climbed up the steps of the slide. Mina was a little scared since she had only been on the slide once, but when she went down, she wanted to go down again and again.

//

Other than the pinecones, the slide was Mina's favorite now. Even though she didn't like the cold, she liked the feeling of the cool metal. Mina went down the slide one more time and as she was about to run back over to Sana, but there was a loud noise that made her feel like someone was banging on her head. Mina threw herself to the ground, curling up as her hands flew to hear ears. A loud scream left her, scaring Sana.

Nayeon and Momo heard Mina immediately and ran to find her. As Momo bent down to make sure that Mina didn't hurt herself, she heard what set her off. Someone in the parking lot of the playground had shut their car door which caused their alarm to go off. Even though the car was pretty far from them, Mina had severe auditory sensitivity.

Despite the little's protests, Nayeon picked Mina up, holding her close so she wouldn't hurt herself. Mina tried to bring her hands up to hit her head, but Nayeon held onto them tight. Her cries only got louder, but Nayeon couldn't let her baby hurt herself.

Mina pushed against Nayeon to try to wiggle her way out of her mama's arms, but Nayeon kept a close hold of her. In the meantime, Momo ran back to the car. She nearly tore it apart trying to find Mina's headphones when her heart sank to the bottom of her stomach. Even with her meticulous triple check, she managed to forget Mina's headphones.

Mina's headphones were something that went along with them everywhere. It got to the point that Mina needed them most days and they had at least two pairs on them at all times. The little preferred the over the ears to really cover and block out sound, but earbuds would suffice if there was nothing else.

Momo stood there with the passenger door open, hands tangled in her hair as she mentally cursed herself for forgetting something so important. She looked up at the sky, trying to take a few deep breaths to calm herself down so she could think of anything that would help Mina right now.

//

By the time Momo got back from the car, she saw Nayeon still kneeling on the ground with Mina. The little had stopped trying to push herself away from her mommy's arms but she was still whining very loudly, a pained expression on her face. Tears were streaming down her face and Momo knew that it felt like the poor girl's entire body was on fire.

Momo knelt down, looking at Nayeon who raised her eyebrows. Momo just shook her head, wordlessly signaling that she had forgotten the one thing that would help the meltdown almost immediately.

Although the girls and the littles knew that Mina's meltdowns were something that their mamas were well equipped to deal with, Sana peeked out from the slide she tucked herself away in. She had collected her pinecones and was sitting with them when she still heard Mina groaning. She wasn't used to Mina's meltdowns lasting so long if her mamas were with her.

Sana looked down at her pinecones and then back to the heartbreaking scene in front of her before wiggling out of the slide. She took a few pinecones in her hands and walked over to her mamas and Mina.

Mina heard Sana's footsteps and started groaning even louder. The last thing her brain could handle right now was anyone else being near her. The pressure from Nayeon holding her was starting to feel nice and it was very slowly squeezing the icky feelings away, but only just.

Sana carefully stepped up beside Mina and reached out, a pinecone in her hand. She was careful not to touch Mina as she very quietly whispered, "Minari I have a pinecone you can add. Now you can have 46."

For a moment, Mina kept groaning, unable to understand what Sana had just said to her. Although the car alarm had gone off, there were still so many sounds. The rest of the littles on the playground, their shoes crunching leaves and sticks, and even the sound of the breeze rustling her jacket.

Once Mina's brain was able to slightly process that Sana was talking to her, her groaning subsided a little. She turned her head a bit, ears still covered with her hands as she opened an eye to look down at Sana's hands.

There it was. One more pinecone. Sana was right. She could have 46 and it would be the most she'd ever had when they played the pinecone game.

Mina's groans slowly turned into very quiet whines. She still had a hand over one of her ears to try and block out some of the sound, but she reached her other hand out to grab the pinecone. It was just sharp enough to make the burning feeling in her body go away but not so sharp that it cut her when she squeezed it.

Mina took a few minutes, her eyes still closed as she squeezed the pinecone. Although the pieces breaking off of it were still loud, the way it felt in her hand was so good. Her hand shakily raised up as she pressed the pinecone to the top of her head. Most of the scales of the pinecone had been broken off due to how hard Mina was squeezing it, but the way it scratched her head just enough felt relieving. It felt like it was scratching all the bad feelings and thoughts away.

Nayeon and Momo watched in awe as Mina calmed herself down. Mina's shoulder dropped and her eyes slowly opened. They had no idea that Mina and Sana's little pinecone game would help so much. Sure Mina had made it clear that she loved the game and tried to bring the pinecones home with her every time, but they didn't know it was soothing to her.

//

Once they were sure Mina was okay to go back into the car, they all left the park early. Momo put a beanie on Mina's head in an attempt to muffle a tiny bit of the noise. The littles knew that Mina wasn't feeling good so they stayed quiet the whole ride.

The second Momo carried Mina into the dorm, she picked up the pair of headphones Mina likes the best and slipped them over her ears. Mina let out an audible sigh, her body slumping over in Momo's arms.

It was still going to be a while until Mina felt good, but for now things were okay. She kept a tight hold onto the pinecone Sana had given her the entire night. The only time she wasn't holding it was when Nayeon gave her a bath. Even then, it was within her line of sight.

Sana's mamas thanked her and gave her extra kisses as they tucked her in. "How did you know that Mina would use the pinecone, sweet girl?"

Momo knelt down by Sana's bed, gently running her fingers through her baby's silky smooth hair. Sana yawned and glanced over at Mina who was fast asleep. Her pinecone was still clutched in her hand and she had earplugs in to sleep through the night without interruptions.

"Mina likes pinecones." To Sana, it was as simple as that. If Mina liked pinecones when she and Sana were playing, then they must be comforting to her when she felt icky. And thankfully, they did.

[shinysamurott9]

I finished Xenoblade X again today and... wow.

OK so, I played Xenoblade X for the first time last year in a marathon of Xenoblade 1, X, and 2, and honestly, compared to 1 & 2, I didn't enjoy it as much. It was the only one I didn't really know much about going in. I felt like it had a lot of good parts, but I hadn't any idea what I was doing because the game has literally no tutorials and I ended up stumbling through the game when I wasn't able to use my Skell, so I just didn't have as much fun with it compared to the trilogy.

However, after finishing Xenogears and the Xenosaga Trilogy, I thought it would be a good idea to give X another shot as a nice way to bookend playing the Xeno series, specifically after watching some guides and learning how the combat actually works (Thanks Enel)

And, holy shit. Out of every game I've ever played, this and DMC 3 are the ones I'm most glad I gave a second chance. I genuinely could not stop thinking about this game after I started playing again. Before I stopped pretty much as soon as I beat the final boss, this time I went literally all the way and completed the entire Mira Survey. I'm just gonna take this chance to go in and incoherently go off about about all the stuff I have in my head about this beautiful mess of a game.

Ok so the combat. Overdrive, is a completely balanced mechanic that doesn't allow you to completely take the main game’s difficulty and snap it over your knee like a fucking twig. Except it is. Like, it is honestly comical just how trivial almost everything becomes with the right arts on your build. And if you throw really busted arts like Ghostwalker/Ghost Factory or Blossom Dance into the mix, literally nothing can stand up to you bar the literal endgame superbosses, and a big part of that is just because a lot of them, Telethia in particular, are in positions where you literally can't fight them on foot and realistically survive without a highly specialised build. But with that proper build, that probably takes a lot of grinding, you can still beat them fairly quickly, save for Levael The Terminus, because it's literally in the middle of the ocean. All because of this funny counter gear.

Going along with Overdrive, is the amount of customisation this game offers you. Almost every weapon type offers you at least a couple arts that work really well alongside Overdrive. The build I ended up with at the end was a Knife, Dual Gun combination, mainly because Smooth Recovery, is an amazing art for Overdrive, and Black Butterfly and Full Specs are great compliments for an Ether Build with Executioner as the main Damage Art. Yeah sure I ended up using Ghostwalker/Factory like most Endgame builds, but hey that shit is comically busted, and I absolutely love abusing stuff like that, intentional or otherwise. Plus I do enjoy the idea of my Cross, Coraline, using the arts of Irina and Elma, her immediate superior officers in BLADE. Which actually brings me to,

I was honestly surprised at how much thought I ended up putting into my Cross this time around, but it was fun. Not just deciding on a good look both when creating her and finding what gear she'd wear, but also thinking about how her character woukd respond to the situations and dialogue options presented throughout the game. It's to the point that Coraline's basically become my first OC, depending on how you count Milton the Mythrakid I guess, since he's an interpretation of a character we know exists but we haven't seen or heard about. Either way I definitelywant to do more with Coraline. Probably gonna draw her some more as time goes on to get a better feel for the design as well as drawing her skell too just because.

That actually brings me around to the story. I'll be the first to admit that overall X's story falls short compared to the trilogy andveven Gears and Saga but it still has a lot of solid stuff that really git me thinking, in addition to stuff I only picked up the second time around, something Xeno stories have been fantastic with since the beginning with Gears. Obviously spoilers ahead as I talk some notable stuff in the plot

This moment really stuck out for me after simmering on it for a while. Because this idea that memories and the continuation of a person's consciousness are what make them who they are would continue as a prominent thematic plot point in the following games. Xenoblade 2 emphasises it the most heavily with Blades losing their memories with each reawakening, thus they lose their "contuity of consciousness". It's quite literally the central source of conflict for Blades and is everywhere in the main story and side content with characters like Praxis, Theory and Vess. Xenoblade 3 has this too, albeit as a more subtle background element with the Agnian and Kevesi Soldiers effectively being reset upon death as they are reborn, however there are still cases where things slip through the cracks, most notably with Eunie and Ashera. Yet despite that, Monica asserts to Eunie that whatever her past life was, it wasn't her and she didn't make it, all because soldiers simply don't have that continuity of consciousness.

Thinking about it now X has plenty of thematic ideas that 2 & 3 would go on to pull from. Things like a cycle of death and rebirth, something that Blade and NLA are trying to achieve with finding the Lifehold Core. As Lao puts it, they're the lucky ones who can come back as many times as they want. Lao's arc is particularly well done all things considered. A moment early on that stuck out to me was when they were discussing how Lin got her spot on the Whale as a way to repay her parents who were crucial in getting the ship going in the first place. Lao, whether he shows it or not, would have some misgivings about that, and Elma seemingly picks up on that and is quick to point out Lin's own skill were crucial in her getting her spot and that it wasn't just pure nepotism. It's really interesting to see Elma pick up on Lao's misgivings so early. If we do ever get an X sequel, which I do think and hope we will sooner or later, I'll be very curious to see where Lao's character goes from here. Speaking of characters who I really want to learn more about,

Elma is a really interesting character honestly despite the many unanswered questions surrounding her, it just has me more intrigued to learn more about her. The question of what her species and planet are like is one i really want to see explored someday. Funnily enough, 2 actually gave us a breadcrumb of that. Elma has a line when receiving a Seafood pouch item, one of her favourite categories, where she expresses fascination with the concept. "Making meals out of marine lifeforms, fascinating" which I've always taken as her species just straight up not having a concept of seafood. Idk why, it's such a minor inconsequential detail that isn't even from X but I always found that super interesting. Her designs are also two of my favourites in the Xeno series, especially dince they double as subtle references to Kos-Mos and T-Elos. I think I lean a little more towards Alien Elma though, something about the crystal hair is really cool to me.

A few other Miscellaneous things I can think of:

The sidequests are fantastic. While many are a little tedious, they do a really good job of building the world and fleshing out the natures and cultures of the different alien species that come to inhabit NLA.

The Affinity Missions go hand in hand with this, they do a great job of fleshing out all the different party members all the while giving you an avenue to learn their unique abilities. Most of those party members are also really well developed abd mostly compelling characters. Even the most if the ones who seem like assholes at first, like Boze or HB, do get better as their affinity missions progress. They clearly knew it was a great concept as it came back in 2 & 3 with the Blade Quests and Hero + Ascension Quests.

The ost is fucking incredible, I've been adding X music to my personal playlist over the course of my playthrough because there's so much good stuff in it. It's honestly criminal how much you end up missing because the Overdrive and Flight themes override 90% of them.

Skells are incredibly cool and a brilliant way to bring in the concept of mech combat systems from the previous Xeno games.

Phew, I think that's everything I've had to say. I've called out many of this game's flaws in other places and most of that I do still stand by. The game is in desperate need of an actual tutorial and QoL improvements. The game's draw distance can be quite frustrating at times trying to find specific things or characters and getting certain materials can be a really annoying grind, (Neinail Materials), but if you can put up with that there is a hell of a game there. I don't know if I'd consider it better than the trilogy, just because it has more complete stories, but it's quite close.

Overall I'm so happy I gave X a second shot and now I'll definitely be there waiting for a port or sequel. It's easily the most underrated game I've ever played. I'm confident it'll happen at some point but either way I'l likely have more Xeno stuff to play in the meantime if whatever's next is Xenoblade 4.

My reaction to this game.

[livealittleoc-cb]

Welcome to Chaos?!

I have no impulse control so have fun with these ones~ 😎

It was a regular day.

"KIM ARI! PUT IT DOWN!" A heavily accented voice yells chasing the younger child around as she laughed. They were holding a lighter in their hand.

Or not.

"NO! I'M SETTING YOUR POOL ON FIRE!"

"NO!" Greyson growled a really old friend of Jooheon and Jay as he chased her around.

"Hey where's your-" Said tall man opened the backyard's screen door before stopping in his tracks. "I think that's my queue to leave..." He slowly started walking backwards.

"You BETTER NOT! COME BACK HERE AND DEAL WITH THIS CHILD!" Jooheon just whistled as he looked around walking further back before slowly closing the screen door.

"KIM JOOHEON YOU BRAT-" He quickly out smarted Jay, picking her up and slinging her on his shoulder.

"Let me go you old man! I want to set your pool on fire again!" She wiggled around as he walked back inside.

"No you're not- I'm not scrubbing scorch marks off my pool side again." He shook his head as he sighed. "Now you're going to sit in the living room and colour in a colouring book while me and Jooheon cook or you get no cookies."

"Curse you."

Somewhere else more peaceful...

"So I add this..." Bonnie's heavily accented voice spoke as Emilia nodded her head proudly.

"Yes and now what else?" Bonnie looked over the different herbs, practicing her potion making was a lot harder then she ever thought it would be.

"Um...this..." She said more unsure as she picked up some twigs. Emilia squealed and clapped her hands nodding quickly.

"Yes exactly! You're making so much progress!" She hugged the younger girl who just giggled and blushed embaressed.

"Thank you Em, I have the best teacher after all." She smiled up at her before going to write some stuff in a journal and to continue the potion.

Somewhere homey and warm!

"Acey did I put too much on my face-" The shy boy asked as he looked at Ace, both of them having headbands pushing their hair back from their foreheads.

"Hmmmm nah!~" Sky smiled big as he nodded and finished up his face mask. Ace was on the ground sitting between Skyler's legs as said man sat at the edge of his bed. He had been putting little butterfly clips in Ace's hair while they did face masks. Sky squealed and back hugged Ace.

"I'm done! My turn for butterfly clips princess!" Ace snorted as he hugged his arm back.

"Alright move over cloud.~"

Somewhere in the city!

"Alone day is best day.~" Marci hummed to themselves as they walked down the street. They were doing some window shopping on their own, enjoying the cool summery breeze as they walked. They had a pair of headphones in, their last destination for the day being a nearby park. They were going to have a small picnic by themselves and preparing to do some sunbathing.

"A good day indeed.~"

In the shopping district...terrible idea.

"Leo I'm not sure about getting ANOTHER dress..." Ani said as she pouted looking at the bags the man was holding. Said man propped their sunglasses on his head and raised an eyebrow at her.

"You need another one for the dinner we're going to next week."

"Why can't I just wear one of the other ones-"

"No." He grabs her hand and drags her around. "Now let's go~ Shopping never waits for anyone~" Lelani whines but follows her best friend around with a pout.

And lastly somewhere well...unknown-

"This is why we don't do things without Jay around-" Set muttered as he cleaned up Angel's face. The halfling pouted giving him puppy dog eyes.

"That tree came out of no where." Loki rolled their eyes as he handed Set a band-aid.

"You have to get your wings under control you anti Angel-" He hissed a little as Angel glared at her.

"Yeah yeah, just finish so I can tuck them away." They pout with a tiny whine before standing up fully. "Let's go home. I need to lay down and stretch my wings-"

Now give a warm welcome to...

Greyson Cox, Fire Eater Warlock!

🐉: I'm never letting either of you back at my house-

💀: And you wonder why we call you old-

✨: *nods along* Exactly what I say~

🐉: Leave. 😐

Bonnie Donnachaidh, Nature Witch && Half Forest Nymph!

🌱: After Emmy and me finished we went out for a little nature walk *squeals lightly* It's so pretty outside

🍹: Kind of wish it was a bit colder though-

Skyler "Sky" Van den Berg, Moonlight && Cloud Warlock!

☁️: Princess took such an unflattering picture of me when we went out to eat 😔

♥️: *mischievous giggling*

Marci Temitope, Light Witch!

🕯️: Looking dazzling in this light~ 😎

Lelani Kanoa, Ice Witch && Princess!

❄️: I've learned...never give Lilo a credit card-

🎐: Don't say shit about me- You were about to buy a pile of sweaters!

❄️: I need them for when it starts getting colder! *whines*

Angel "Ashton" Leblanc, Dark Warlock && Half Demon!

😈: Bitches have nothing on me 😎

🌪️: *slaps them over the head*

🐍: *sighs* why me...

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[notfreetoday]

On Returning Favors in Jun & Jun

First of all @plantsarepeopletoo and @twig-tea I'm really sorry I couldn't do this in a reblog to your original post - I think there were just too many gifs and tumblr wouldn't let me post it once I started adding links - so I reblogged a link to this post instead! Second of all - apologies for just randomly jumping in all of a sudden but I think a lot of things are being read through different cultural lenses here and I thought it'd be nice to exchange perspectives. Returning favors seems to be seen as an imposed burden in OP's post, something that is demanded of an individual as opposed to an individual expressing their desire to show appreciation. Also, some of the English subs are awkward, and whilst I certainly don't speak enough Korean to give a blow-by-blow translation - I've asked friends who do and done some research for myself.

Except, the comment about not letting Jun eat made me cautious. Telling him to eat, and not skip, like Jun was prone to skipping breakfast, but we saw he was already at the convince store. It's the start of the implied ineptitude of Jun.

Asking if someone has eaten, and reminding someone to eat, to most Asians, is more of a way to show concern for each other than it is an actual, functional question. Hyun Jae is simply expressing his care for Lee Jun, not actually implying that Lee Jun doesn't know how to take care of himself. As for the comment Lee Jun makes about "previously you wouldn't even let me drink a sip of water" - this has been mentioned in some of the show's already released BTS videos/interviews where they each introduce their characters but not in specifically in the show yet so [SPOILER IN YELLOW] this is a reference to Hyun Jae previously being Lee Jun's manager when he was an idol.

I'm going to go out on a limb and say that Jo Chan Hyun Hyun Jae is the one who made Jun think he NEEDED to return favors. He at least is using the idea of favors to get closer to Jun. But who demands, expects, or allows close friends/brothers to return favors for things like that? That's just a "thank you"

I don't really feel as if Hyun Jae is demanding anything in return - I think Lee Jun wants to do it of his own volition. As a junior in a workplace, having a senior give you little tips, even if it's just about the type of people at the office, is often appreciated. And whilst it is considered good manners to look for a way to "repay" or "give back" or "return the favor" as a way of showing gratitude and acknowledging their effort, it is not expected, and if a senior lorded a favor over a junior then that would be considered poor behavior (unfortunately toxic workplace environments and harassment in Korea is well known). But here all Hyun Jae has done thus far is to look out for Lee Jun and make sure he settles in well, and really all Lee Jun would need to do in return is to be respectful, listen closely and do his best in his job (not putting in effort would result in a loss of face for Hyun Jae). A step further would be to treat someone to a meal as thanks or bring back some local delicacies from your hometown or after coming back from a holiday (again, we Asians like food). However, the show has established that Lee Jun feels very strongly about returning favors so that someone's kindness isn't taken for granted - so he pays a lot more attention to these things than the average person. I do, however, agree that Hyun Jae pays special attention to Lee Jun because well, he likes him.

Lee Jun is ordering the coffees just fine, honestly. Then Hyun pulls this stunt and starts rattling off orders. To impress Jun? To make Jun feel off balance?

I think this may not have come across in the English subtitles - Lee Jun makes a small mistake when ordering the drinks - he says "two ice vanilla lattes, and 5 americanos...and..." - because he forgets to indicate that the americanos are iced as well, the lady at the cashier interrupts him to confirm "iced...right?" but turns towards Hyun Jae instead. Lee Jun follows up saying "oh yes 4 iced americanos and 1 hot, and one hot chocolate latte, and lemonade...". This is the part where Hyun Jae interrupts Lee Jun and rattles off the orders in verbal shorthand instead. I don't actually see this as Hyun Jae pulling a stunt but...as someone who has made similar coffee runs for my seniors before, I will say I was sufficiently impressed hahaha It's a more efficient way of ordering and well as a newbie who will likely be making many coffee runs in the future, it's good for Lee Jun to know that (it really is quite a stressful thing and it's not easy to learn the verbal shorthand yourself). It does also show that Hyun Jae takes care of his team, because he knows these orders by heart, which means he's going himself and not sending the youngest on the team to go. And it's also a nice way to fit in the 2nd reference to the spoiler up in yellow I mentioned earlier. The rest of the conversation in the coffee shop... I don't actually think Hyun Jae is being condescending at all. Admittedly, some of the phrasings sound awkward in English - "High maintenance" for eg is not the best translation and sounds rather insulting in English - that whole sentence is probably more like "you really are new (to this) aren't you! Or hmm... maybe it's just that you're a handful?". Incidentally this is the same phrase that Choi Jun will use to describe Lee Jun later too - and in both situations, Lee Jun protests that phrase. Here, when Lee Jun says he's better with the skills one needs to function in society (not just social skills), Hyun Jae offers the praise that Lee Jun has always done well in that aspect - hence Lee Jun's shy smile and "really?". Maybe the sentence after that, where Lee Jun says "I still have many areas I'm not good in right? For now, I'll have to trouble you to keep looking out for me, even if that might be annoying for you", sounds a little too deferential in English? It's actually a really common way to talk about yourself and ask for continued guidance when you're new - it's also implied that you will make mistakes because of how new you are, and you're asking for leniency when it does happen. There are many versions of this phrase in many different languages (mostly Confucian Heritage Cultures) but it is an explicit request (and in some places, is accompanied by a gift, if more formal). Hence in response to that request Hyun Jae asks "so how will you repay me? Don't tell me... you're just saying that (without really meaning it)?". It's at this point that Lee Jun switches from addressing Hyun Jae as Hyung to his work title, Team Leader, and asks "Is there anything you might like to eat?". Again, this is really common - treating someone to a meal as a way to express thanks (yes we really like food). Hyun Jae then suggests Lee Jun treats him to a meal with his first paycheck.

This is like reaching a milestone in life. It may sound like I'm exaggerating, but it's true. This isn't about owning anyone a favor, it's about expressing gratitude to someone who has gone out of their way to help you in your life, and it feels good to be able to do it. When I first started work, my seniors and superiors paid for my meals whenever we went to eat. No amount of protesting was going to stop that - because I was "young" and "still learning". I still remember how it felt when I finally moved up in rank and my senior actually allowed me to pay for myself (but not treat), and a few years later, my (much more senior) mentor finally accepted my formal request to bring her out for dinner - because that was an acknowledgement that I had "grown up". There's a reason why Lee Jun is so enthusiastic about using his first paycheck to treat Hyun Jae - it's a recognition of Lee Jun's ability and well, of becoming someone who can contribute to society.

About the chocolate milk - no that's just Hyun Jae chasing Lee Jun hahaha Now I'm sorry for replying to 2 blog posts in one reblog but...

did Hyun Jae not just agree when Lee Jun asked if the Director was nice in ep1 (instead he caveats "you could say that")?

Here Lee Jun actually asks "So (based on what you said) it seems like the Director is a good person?" to which Hyun Jae replies "Mmm... (seems like) a good person, right?". He's not really throwing shade here, he's just agreeing with Lee Jun (and asking for Lee Jun's confirmation - you can read more about the ~지(요) sentence ending here)

Did I imagine him holding his lanyard down so that he would not have to hold the coffee cup with two hands when handing it to Choi Jun?

This is also an acceptable way to hand something to someone actually (3rd point from the bottom)

About the direction Hyun Jae is facing when he drinks - no clue actually. I thought it was weird too.

Ok so ends my sharing! Sorry it got so long. If you're interested in more discussions about social hierarchy in Confucian Heritage Cultures, I've written a small section here when I talked about Win/Team from Between Us (Korea and the Thai-Chinese community are both considered CHCs and thus the concept of the senior/junior dynamic is similar)

[sincerely-sofie]

Hi! I’m the anon who wrote the fic about Ruby! I’m so glad it wasn’t triggering to you and I’m happy you enjoyed it so much! I hope it can bring you lots of comfort while you’re under the weather. I hope you get better soon. Being sick really sucks. Drink lots of water and I heard that some tea helps too. Make sure you eat too! Or if you can’t keep anything solid down, Gatorade or anything that restores electrolytes helps too. I wish you a speedy recovery!

Oh small things I wanna note:

• I kept what form of Zorua Ruby was vague because I couldn’t decide myself. I can’t wait to see which form you pick when you make Ruby’s reference!

• Ruby’s siblings don’t have official names so go wild with that

• Originally, Ruby’s siblings were bounty hunters and the reason why Twig & co. couldn’t find them immediately after they got Ruby medical attention was that the siblings left on a hunt not too long after they abandoned her in Boulders Quarry. They also recognized that someone was trying to hunt them down and laid low for a bit. This can totally be changed!

• Ruby’s name being a gemstone and matching the theme of Opal and Spindle was actually not intentional. I was legit thinking that “man, I think Spindle is Twig’s and Ark’s kid. Opal, Spindle, and, if they would take her in, Ruby . . . wait-”

(referencing this post)

I'm super excited to decide on whether Ruby's a Unovan- or Hisuian-form Zorua. I don't have any leanings to either option at the moment, but there's so much potential in both of them that I'm just vibrating in place with excitement right now.

Not sure what names the siblings will get, but I love the thought of them having matching names— you know, the kind twins oftentimes have— and Ruby's name not fitting the naming conventions that theirs follow, leaving her the odd one out.

Thinking about how Dusknoir is definitely diving into all the old strategies he'd use in the Dark Future to track down Dialga's foes in his own efforts to locate the siblings, and how for once in his life he doesn't feel any sort of guilt for using such brutal tactics... Ouaghaghoughhh...

I'm reading you saying that you misread Spindle's name but all I'm hearing is how unbearably adorable it would be if Opal had a slight speech impediment and couldn't quite get the 'd' sound in his name, therefore calling him Spinel for much of her youth before she got some speech therapy and grew out of it. Spindle was annoyed by it at first but after a while he feels like it's the first real name he's ever had. It fits him so much better than his father's name of Poplin or the fame name of Spindle ever did. He never fully voices this, but when Opal proudly says she can finally say his name right, he meekly asks her what's so bad about her calling him Spinel. The idea has me tearing up. Oh my word.

Thanks much for the well-wishes and reminder to take care of myself! I pushed myself to eat a small breakfast after reading this despite my appetite being absolutely kaput right now, and I'm feeling better for having eaten— plus, I'm so excited to tinker with the lovely addition to TPiaG you've created. Much obliged, Anon :>

[punks-never-die205]

Passing Fascination

Fem Reader x Yandere!Eustass Kid

CW: kidnapping, yandere Eustass Kid, violence, dubious consent, imprisonment, abuse, swearing, sex, group sex, dark content kids I am not messing around with this ♥

Chapter 2: The Chase

You were breathing heavy when you made it to shore, but the winds hadn’t favored the Punk Victoria, and you made it to the beach without having to ditch the rowboat.

The winds hadn’t exactly favored you, either, and the ship wasn’t that far away. They’d be weighing anchor and row boating themselves to shore shortly. You needed to be as far lost and gone into the woods as possible.

You were already acutely aware this wasn’t Three Rivers Island, but with luck it would be big enough for you to disappear into it for long enough. Your survival skills weren’t exactly expert level, but you knew a lot of fruits and foods available in the area thanks to the heavy commerce of your home island. There was a small harpoon in the row boat, something maybe for just holding the small vessel next to a boat while the occupants left, but it was sharp and came with enough rope you could tie it to yourself.

Fortune favors the bold, or something.

You smile, taking a bite of the lobster tail and nodding. “No, you’re not wrong.” You admit. You were enjoying yourself. The meal was fantastic, and Kid was remarkably good at carrying a conversation. For someone with impressive scars and a missing arm, he didn’t let either hold him back.

He looked different too. Dressed in clothes that any merchant would appreciate, with his hair falling down around his face in messy loose waves. He had a metal arm, but it was much smaller than you’d seen before, and was mostly concealed by the puffy sleeves of the shirt he wore.

“In the end though, I like it here.” You say easily. “It might not be the life I dreamed of having, but it’s functional.”

He smirks, and you’re sure a couple people joined his crew because of that smirk. “Functional’s hardly living. I’ve seen how you work, didja ever think of being a pirate?”

You almost choke, laughing a little and waving your hand. “Pirate? By the seas.” You shake your head. “I don’t have the constitution for that. I barely like the blood I see when the cook’s prepping meals.”

You wanted to get as high as you could for starters. If you could get your bearings sea-wise you had a far better chance of making it back to your home. If Three-Rivers wasn’t visible on the horizon then you’d have to weigh a few unpalatable options.

Did you turn yourself into the pirates who were hunting you? Trapped on a ship might be better than left effectively for dead on an island that may or may not be able to support you.

Did you attempt to sneak back on board the ship as a stowaway until the next port? You were small, and the crew wasn’t many in number. The ship was huge, so keeping yourself out of sight and sneaking crumbs was plausible. But if you got caught you were probably going to be worse off than if you surrendered yourself.

Your last option, if you couldn’t see another island from whatever vantage point you found, would be simply taking your chances on this island. The idea of living alone on a, most likely, deserted island for an indeterminate amount of time until a friendly-looking boat stopped by wasn’t exactly high on your list of options.

But if you passed fresh water on your way into the interior, and found some fruiting trees, then it wasn’t an impossible option. The longer you could dodge your pursuers the better your chances of making the most viable decision.

Diving into the underbrush, you do your best to avoid snapping twigs or bending anything, walking gingerly through the forest. You were less thrilled about not having shoes right now, but it was easier to tread softly without heavy shoes, you just had to ignore anything that squished between your toes.

Ten minutes in you found a creek, and stepping into it found it was pleasant temperature wise, and the silt was well packed. It wasn’t like walking on rocks, but it wasn’t slick with algae or deep and muddy. You kept your feet in the water as you walked to avoid splashing, but you hadn’t heard any concerning sounds since you got into the woods.

The crew was likely just now coming ashore as it was.

“A second date?” You look down at the ground for a second. “I…”

“You had fun.” It’s not a question, it’s a statement. The confidence would usually rankle you, but not only is he not wrong, he knows he’s not. It’s not hollow confidence.

“I did.” You admit, looking away with a scowl on your face.

“We’re in for another couple of days. Not tomorrow night, the night after. Just,” He bends over a little, turning his head to catch your eyes before he smiles. “Walk along the beach with me. Let me talk to you.”

“Talk?” You cock an eyebrow at him, and he flips you off.

“Yes, talk. You brat.” He nearly barks the words. It’s disconcerting that he looks hotter when he’s a little hot under the collar. “I said I wasn’t going to force my way into your damn pants.”

You smile, closing the short distance between the two of you and kissing the tip of his nose quickly. The action causes him to freeze in place for a second. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to irritate you, cap’n.”

You needed to follow the stream for as long as you could. If there were enough rocks for you to come out on you’d consider it. In the dark it wouldn’t be so easy to notice as a wet foot mark, especially since they’d have to watch every inch of the creek’s banks while they pursued you.

You were focused on reaching a vantage point, but you realized that your biggest problem was that you had rowed your happy ass for nearly forty minutes to reach this island. The crew had been on a ship. The really big pirate crew, with bounties that proved how formidable they were, and by association, how much stamina they had.

You shook the thought from your head. One problem at a time. You weren’t racing them to a destination, you were trying to get yourself lost in a jungle enough to not get caught. You didn’t need to have an excess of stamina to manage that.

You were tired though. Rowing was a whole body activity, and trudging through a jungle wasn’t easy either, especially with the slight incline you were dealing with from working your way into the interior.

You noticed a big, leafy tree, and decide to climb it. Barefoot tree climbing was something you’d done as a kid, but adult you was far less thrilled about it. It took a couple minutes, but you managed to get comfortable in a thick collection of branches. You had a good view of the sky, a bad view of the ground, but up in the tree you could rest a little.

You didn’t need line of sight to the ground to be able to hear either, so you’d be able to hear if any of those oafs wandered nearby.

You had walked the mostly deserted shores of the island with Eustass for almost two hours. All the two of you had done was talked. He talked about his crew, their adventures, their plans, and he kept reassuring you that you’d be safe from harm with him. You talked to him about your life on Three Rivers Island, dreams you’d let go of, the quiet life you enjoyed.

“It is a tempting off, I’ll admit.” You muse quietly, watching the waves roll in for the nighttime high tide, sitting on a patch of grass as the fire Kid was starting warmed the area. “But I mean it truly, I’m not a fighter. You can’t possibly have use of a barmaid on your crew.”

He scoffs, the clipped grunted laugh shaking his shoulders once. “I don’t. I’m not asking you to join the crew because I want to make use of you.” He admits. His back is to you, his eyes on the fire, or out to sea, you weren’t sure. You imagined there was a heat in his cheeks he didn’t want you to see.

Heat that was in your own cheeks, admittedly.

You’d been wooed before, by sailor, merchant, and wretch alike. You weren’t a stranger to sharing a bed with someone, but working in a bar meant you knew how most sailors and pirates viewed someone like you and it left a sour taste in your mouth. You had nothing against being promiscuous, you only detested anyone thinking it was expected of you.

“Are you going to make me say it?” He asks. There’s an edge to his voice, some of it sounds like anger, but most of it sounds like embarrassment.

“… No. I… I can’t leave with you. I can’t return it, so I won’t ask you to say it.” You admit. There’s a pain in your chest, a sadness in your voice. Neither are there to appease him. You really had been enjoying yourself. If you thought there was any chance he’d accept, you’d offer for him to stay on Three Rivers.

“It’s there though.” He says flatly. It’s not a question, and so you don’t answer it, but you already know he wouldn’t say it unless he was certain.

You wake up from your brief nap. The sky is a little brighter than before, but not by much. Dawn is approaching, but there won’t be any real light for another hour. You stay still for a moment, listening to the surrounding area as best you can before you descend from the tree and continue the hike into the island’s interior.

If Kid and the crew walked through the night they might very well be ahead of you. They also might still be behind you, if they hadn’t managed to pick up your trail then they’d be forced to hunt tree by tree. Of all the little skills you’d picked up over the course of your life, tracking someone in the wilds was not one of them. Unless they left painfully obvious signs of passage, you weren’t going to know where they were until you heard them. Fortunately, the little nap you’d had, put some life back into your limbs and it was easier to move than it had been.

The soft light of the impending dawn was enough to help you get a better idea of the island. You passed several trees that produced fruits and nuts you could eat, and knew how to eat. The stream you’d traveled in was fresh and clear – you might get a stomachache for a couple of days adjusting to water different from your own island, especially since you didn’t have any survival gear, but as long as there weren’t any poisonous plants growing along the riverbed it wouldn’t be fatal.

Considering how comfortable the night had been, the days probably got warm and humid, but you and your clothes could easily adjust. This island wasn’t likely to have much of an autumn, never mind winter, so you wouldn’t have to worry about freezing to death before someone came along. Your biggest problem, assuming you needed to stay here, was going to be maintaining your sanity. Humans were social creatures, and isolation could crack a lot of people.

The land evens out as the sun rises fully. Again, you were glad your clothes were darker shades. If you’d worn pastels you’d be another beacon against the darker shades of the deep forest. Looking around you found a promising tree, grumbling only a little as you began another barefoot climb.

Your first order of business was going to be making shoes out of something. It was harder climbing this tree than the last one because your feet were torn up from the first climb. It was small wounds, nothing that was bleeding badly, or in need of stitches, but the callouses you had from being on your feet all the time could only protect you from so much.

At the very least you could make a ladder from driftwood and gather fruits and nuts without more climbing.

“I wonder how long it would take to whittle a pair of clogs from driftwood?” You mutter to yourself as you brace against the tree’s topmost branches. Scanning the horizon you can see the Victoria Punk anchored off the coast, and work your way around to the other side of the tree carefully.

Moving branches aside with the end of the spear you look out over the horizon. You could see the outline of an island in the distance. It was possibly Three Rivers. You were hungry, but you hadn’t been ravenously hungry, so it was unlikely you’d been passed out in Kid’s bed for days. Chances were this was just the day after your beach date.

So this was probably the Countess – an uninhabited island that some of the merchants would vacation on from time to time. Perfect. That meant that aside from a few territorial birds, there weren’t any aggressive animals on the island to be wary of. Plenty of nuts and fruits, a decent supply of fish, you were certain, and the chances of rescue were incredibly high.

If it was the Countess, it was still Three River on the horizon, and with little more than time on your hands you could start building a boat. Rowing from here to there would be exhausting, but not impossible. Three Rivers had a yearly rowboat contest that went around the entire island. It took three days, and competitors slept and ate in the rowboats.

Island currents and open ocean were two different beasts, however, so it was certainly a last resort idea.

Climbing down from the tree you stayed by the trunk for a moment, trying to listen for any sounds. Countess Island wasn’t very big. Hopefully it was big enough you could continue to shake a crew of a dozen or so pirates, but that was your biggest challenge right now. There wasn’t enough land to really get lost.

You needed a cave or root hollow to hide in, and the sooner the better.

“Hm?” A glimmer in the growing daylight catches your eye, but as you turn to look it disappears. You look around more, senses on edge, when you feel something cold against your wrist a second too late.

Pulling your arm away does little more than clamp the spiky metal bracer into place. A force you can’t fight pulls you down into the dirt with a sharp tug.

“Shit!” Just as you hit the ground your arm’s yanked up and back pulling you through the air before you slam into the tree behind you. The spike’s locked into the rough bark and you’re effectively pinned to the tree.

Your whole body aches from being jerked around, but your shoulder’s screaming the worst. If it’s not dislocated, it’s not far from it. You’re too far up the trunk to touch the ground with your feet, so your battered soles are trying to find footing against the bark again.

A sense of dread washes over you. You’re not worried about your shoulder or the bark anymore. You’re not just caught, you’re being stalked. Hunted. You had a healthy dose of fear and respect for Kid and his crew, but this is the first time you’re scared down to your bones.

You recognize Conqueror’s Haki, it’s quieted streets on Three River several times before now, but you’ve never had it feel like this. It’s not washing over you, it’s slipping under your skin and clawing at your muscles, almost like it’s threatening to tear your organs from you if you succumb to it.

“There she is,” the sound of his voice pushes you deeper into your rising fear, and you wish you could disappear into the tree itself. There’s an almost jovial tone in his voice, but it’s manic and on edge, and that edge is pressed against your throat like a knife.

“My little pet mouse.”