#and they went okie! sure! :D

[cowboy-robooty]

got desperate asf for some non-shitty heta fanfiction and said fuck it ill read the gerame fanfic cuz the author did make some good shit before (even tho i know it wont be THAT good since ill need to manually edit in my brain alfred as feliciano instead and make a whole extra unspoken lore to explain why feliciano is so ooc).... BUT LORD. IM CHEWING GLASS. IM CHEWING GLASS SO FUCKING HARD RIGHT NOW. BECAUSE GIRL ITALY EXISTS IN THIS FIC AND OH MY GODDDD I HATE IT HERE I HATE IT LUDWIG STAY AWAY FROM THAT MAN STAY AWAY FROM THAT EVIL DEMENTED VILE MAN AAAAHHAUHWUSUDJJS STAY WITH FELICIA PLEASEEE PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! LIKE STRAIGHT UP HE DONT EVEN LIKE ALFRED BRUH AND ALFRED DONT EVEN LIKE HIM. ill admit the set up is good (its like a 1950s au and the reason why i trust this author is a whole nother can of worms that i put in my drafts maybe ill drop it later) BUT I CANT EVEN CARE OR TRY TO CARE ABOUT ALFRED X LUDWIG BC FELICIA IS RIGHT THEREE AND THIS AUTHOR GETS THEIR RELATIONSHIP TOGETHER TOO. SHES LITERALLY LIGHT OF HIS LAIF MAKES HIM HAPPY IS SWEET AND NICE TO HIM TUGS HIM DOWN AND RUBS THEIR NOSES TOGETHER LIKE MOTHERFUCKER THATS TRUE. THAT HAPPENED IN REAL LIFE I SAW IT. SO WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU WRITING THIS INTO A DAMN LUDWIG X ALFRED FANFIC IM CHEWING GLASSSSSS!!!! BC I KNOW FELICIA X LUDWIG WONT HAPPEN I HATE THIS STUPID BAKA LIFE I HATE IT HERE RAAAGJWJSIIEKDODKDKDKXKDKZKKS RAGE RAGE RAGE

so far its a genuinely good fic tho with some nice character development and being able to take a "real life universe" spin on heta characters which i find can rarely be done well! id rec it to any ameger fanheads out there!

peace and pascal! <- (im sorry im lying. im lying. tw lies. no peace only pascal. sorry i lied on main. its a good fic thats true. but i want the earth to explode. feels like im shoving my dick in an anthill)

[ruanais]

->—☆ CONGRATULATIONS ON JOINING ‘THE VICTIMS OF [NAME] CLUB’!

ORDER-☆ made by anon: Oh okie then let it just be Sonetto with a s/o who purposely breaks spaghetti infront of her

☆-RECIPE: it never helped that you were rather…sadistic in a humorous way. Every other day, you’d be terrorising almost everyone you know. And of course. You started getting bored…so why not target your dearest Sonetto?

FROSTING-☆ crack, fluff again!! Yay!!, reader meaning a mean ass bitch, sonetto having a breakdown :(, reader basically terrorising everyone she knows lol. A office au? Lowkey??

GOD WERE YOU BORED. Ugh..you’ve already seen all their reactions! What else could you do…maybe find a new person? There’s no one though…and you did…aha!

your gaze landed on a certain ginger haired girl. In short: your lover! She would never expect it coming from you right?-

“I know that look.” Sonetto grimaced. “Who are you gonna scare this time?” You-

“ehhh..maybe Vertin!” You answered happily, “gonna go out real quick to buy something. I’ll be back soon!” You skipped to where she was and gave her a quick smooch on the cheek and off you went to the store!

After arriving back, you went ahead to the kitchen and readied everything. Now, for the final move.

“darling! Can you come into the kitchen to help me? I need to break this pack of spaghetti! It’s too long!-“

“THE FUCK?!?!??”

…oh. It took quicker than expected and because of her screaming, you…broke the spaghetti in half.

“ehe~“ “DON’T-DON’T ‘ehe’ ME YOU-!” Sonetto freaked out, rushing towards where you were and grabbing the spaghetti. “Oh-oh my days oh my good lord..please forgive me incompetence..” was what she uttered before turning to you.

“[name]! How-how could you do that?!????” She sobbed. She was fucking sobbing. “L-love, thats actually only-“ you tried to explain, waving your hands around.

“Don’t explain! I know what you did to these poor, poor spaghetti that could have been marvellous pasta!!” She said, cutting you off. “Love. Sonetto. Darling.” “Oh my days!..how could you?!?!” “Love. That’s fake. It’s just plastic thingys.”

now she was quiet.

“….huh?”

you chuckled awkwardly. “That was a prank lovely!” You cooed, squeezing her cheeks in your hands as she stared blankly at you. “Congratulations! You have finally join the Victims of-OW!”

Ah. She’s hitting you now. Full force. Sure gonna leave some bruises later.

“how punches could hits again you?!??” She was crying even more now. “I was so so so scared!!!” “D-darling..you know I would never treat your beloved spaghetti like that!”

actually. You never even expected her to cry. All cause of spaghetti being snapped in half.

“aww..don’t cry! It’s okay!” You tried to comfort her while stroking her back. “There, there. Everything is okay. That was fake.”

‘Damn. I thought she wouldn’t be THIS freaked out…’ you thought, as you kissed her forehead.

“now. Let’s go out for some spaghetti shall we? Sonetto?” You ended the embrace and reached for her hand to drag her to your favourite restaurant.

“youre- hic! lucky..I love hic! You..” “yes. Yes I am. The luckiest person in the whole wide universe.” You agreed, bumping her shoulder.

“but. Congratulations on being the LAST member to join Victims of [Name]’s Club darling!”

Rua’s extra notes: yes, reader WAS supposed to crack the spaghetti but she was so suprised by sonetto’s behaviour she did it off timing (; - ; )

@ruanais2023 do not translate or repost without permission please!

reblogs are very appreciated!!

[shortstrawberry]

uhhh can u write a one shot of wlw Yandere who has kidnapped submissive reader. And uhhh can you throw in a little bondage and sadomaso pls

Okie dokie, anon.

Now, you have not clarified which character you want as yandere, so I have went off and made a OC. Hope you enjoy it.

TW: Dubious consent, kidnapping, violence, bondage

Okay, just almost there.

You took another deep breath and doubled your efforts to rub your rope-bound wrists against the rough wooden surface of the nearby bed. You have been doing this tiring process for almost a hour now, your bare arms bearing scratch marks and rashes as evidence. Any minute now, and you should be free.

But what then? The room you are locked in is still locked. The room is also in basement, so there are no windows. Then there is the question of your captor--

The door of your prison clicked open, and you shoved yourself away from the bed, your eyes whirling at the direction of the sound in panic.

There, stood your kidnapper. A tall woman dressed in black chef's uniform, a direct contrast to her flowing platinum blonde locks of hair. Her eyes stood out as well, their shade greener then moss on old walls of New York.

The baseline is this: your kidnaper is a beautiful woman, whom you would have considered way out of your league and would have been happy to date. You even had a crush on this woman, regularly going to her butcher and pastry shop even if your groceries are stocked. You went there just to see her smile at you.

What went wrong, you lamented as you looked at the blue eyes that used to be so warm. They are now staring at you with such coldness that you felt a shiver go up your spine.

You should have known better. Yes, this woman made the sweetest French pastries, but she also knew how to carve a cow six ways to Sunday. You only focused on her sweet, warm side. You completely missed out on the knife she was holding behind her back all along.

Like she is holding one right now, brandishing it slowly as she approached you. As the sound of her clacking heels got closer and louder, so did your anxiety.

"We d-don't have to do this." You slowly pleaded, your voice cracking in between.

"I-If this is about money--"

"It never was, mon chéri!" The blonde woman sneered at you, her slight French accent lilting in her words. God, how much you loved that accent. Now it sounds like a threat.

Or maybe its the fact that the woman was now face to face, kneeling down in front of you and pressing her knife against your throat. If she puts in even the slightest of pressure, you feel surely bleed.

You gulped. Usually, the baker, or boulanger, as she preferred to be called, was never this violent. Since the first day you were kidnapped, she had brought you nothing but gifts. She even fed you with her own hands. But that's mostly because your hands are tied all the damn time.

Maybe she gets a kick out of that. You being in her complete control.

And she is showing that control over you right now.

"Are you saying that I am poor? That I went through all of this just because of your money? Please! I know that you have been separated from your rich mommy and daddy since last two years! You are nothing but a college student who is trying to make ends meet!"

The butcher's eyes flashed at you.

"I don't want your money! I want you."

The knife pressed closer, and you feel it cut slightly into your skin. You cried out in pain as the cut let out droplets of blood. But then, your kidnapper leaned down, licking and sucking at the wound she herself made.

You cried out again, but this time, there was a hint of desire in your voice. You cursed yourself for not being able to control your feelings for your kidnapper. For not being able to separate the before and now. She is no longer that same sweet woman who used to slip macarons in your bag.

"You made me do this. You stopped coming to ze shop!" The blonde woman growled out, her accent slipping. She started to now bite at your neck, marking you harshly as you writhed against her.

"I waited and waited, but you didn't come! When I finally looked for you, do you know what I found?"

She pulled at your hair hard, biting at the soft skin of your throat. You trembled, in fear or pleasure, you cannot decipher.

"You were on a date with some bimbo! She couldn't even show a single interest in what you were saying! While here I was, reading books on constellations because you love the damn stars!"

She pressed you against the wall, the ropes burning against your wrists. You swear you see stars behind your eyes, even if you try to push her away.

But it is no use. Your kidnapper's patience has finally ran out.

"So I have had enough of being the nice woman! Of being sweet and patient! Because you clearly like to be hurt like the little masochist you are!"

You somehow manage to get a few words in, even if you are now gasping for your breath.

"L-Listen! T-That date was to forget you! I d-didn't think you would ever like me!"

It was a last ditch effort to get through your kidnapper. Maybe admitting your past feelings will make her let you go? Would it at least make her softer in treatment?

No, none of that happened. Instead, the woman gave a loud, angry growl her eyes now flashing dangerously.

You gulped as the woman brought up her knife again at you.

"You absolute dunce. I loved you all along and you never knew!?"

She laid the tip of the knife against the skin of your collarbone, and you gulped.

"Maybe I should write my name on you to make you realise just how much I LOVE YOU!"

[sleepyboy-stuff]

hiii-!!! :3 saw your post about Logan requests and was thinkin' about (CG) Logan who gets up in the night (like in X2) and he sees reader regressed whilst watching TV or something and he looks after them for a bit, maybe convinces reader to go to sleep and helps settle them???

hope you're having an amazing day/evening/night!!! feel free to ignore this idea!!!

-🧸🌷(hope it's oki that I went anon, was a bit nervous 😅)

ollo!! thank you so much for your request, and its totally okay that you sent it on anon, i dont mind at all!! youre super sweet :]

anyways, uh, heres what i wrote! im super nervous to post this but, i hope you like it :D

It was late into the night-- probably around 2am, you guessed, but you didn't bother checking the clock. Most residents of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters were fast asleep, and normally you were too. But tonight, you lay wide awake in your nest of blankets and pillows, hugging your favorite plushie and sucking on a pacifier as all sorts of thoughts ran through your mind.

Most prominent in your head was an overwhelming feeling of loneliness. This always happened when you were little; if you were alone for longer than 15 minutes, The Sadness started creeping in, and there was nothing you could do to stop it. Usually you could distract yourself, by coloring or playing games on your phone or something, but tonight you were practically drowning in it.

Your heart ached for someone, anyone, to come and comfort you, but you knew nobody would. Especially not the person you really wanted: Logan.

You considered going to his room and waking him up, but you knew you couldn't do that. He wasn't the most strict caregiver, but he did have one very harsh rule: you can't bother him when he's sleeping, and you can't sleep with him. You knew it was because of his nightmares, but still, you missed him.

Tears were welling up in your eyes. You didn't know how long you'd just been sitting there, but suddenly, you decided you'd had enough of it. You sat up and wiped the tears away with your sleeve, shuffling out of bed with your plushie in tow.

And that was how you ended up here in the common room, watching Spongebob Squarepants on the big TV (with your plushie sitting next to you), giggling to yourself.

You were drawn into the cartoon, happy to finally get away from your feelings. So distracted, you didn't even notice the figure that appeared behind you.

"You're up late."

You squeaked in surprise, your head whipping around to find none other than Logan leaning up against the doorway, one eyebrows raised.

You stared at him with wide eyes, not knowing what to say.

He walked over to the couch, sitting down next to you with a huff. "What're you doing up, kid?"

You hesitantly took your pacifier out of your mouth to speak. "Couldn' sleep."

He grunted. "Yeah, me neither."

"Nightmares?"

"Yeah."

You wrapped your arms around his torso, resting your head on his shoulder. It was a bit of an awkward angle, coming at him from the side, but you made it work. "'m sorry."

"It's alright, kid. It's not like it's your fault," he said, resting his hand on your back.

You snuck your pacifier back into your mouth, but you didn't let Logan go, snuggling into him instead. He was always warm, and warm felt so cozy. He's even better than a blankie, you thought, as his hand started moving up and down along your back. It was a comforting touch.

You tried to pay attention to the show, but pretty soon your eyelids started drooping; finally, you were falling asleep. And Logan noticed.

"Hey, maybe it's time we head back to bed, huh?" He patted your back and pulled himself away from you, standing up.

You began to whine at the loss of warmth, looking up at him with sad eyes. He only stared down at you with lidded eyes, not falling for your puppy-dog look. 

You pulled your pacifier out. "Can I sleep with you..?" You knew his answer would be no, but you asked anyways.

Logan took a moment to think. "... Sure, you can."

Your eyes widened. "Really?!"

"Yeah. Just as long as you don't move around too much."

You felt a smile dawn on your face, and you popped your pacifier back in your mouth before you jumped up into his arms. He held you up easily, and you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"There we go," he murmured, walking out of the room. The TV was still on, but neither of you really cared.

Eventually, the two of you ended up in Logan's room. He gingerly set you down on his bed, and you pulled back the covers, crawling underneath them. He slid in beside you, pulling the blanket over your bodies before sliding his arms around you. You cuddled close together, and the room lapsed into silence, no noise except for the sounds of soft breathing.

In the end, you did fall asleep, secure in Logan's arms. But what you didn't know is that Logan never fully fell asleep himself. He laid awake the rest of the night, watching over you, keeping his little safe.

[milkb0nny]

okie dokie i gotta request a sam x fem!reader where shes sams age but hits it off with dean? (strictly platonic between d+r) shes just a lot of fun at a karaoke bar or something? or maybe she beats dean in a game of pool(up to you) but just her flirting till she gets to sam and then she actually enjoys talking to him, they spend the night chatting about everything and anything. (maybe she invites him over to her place but like for a movie cuz dean took some blonde chick back to their motel??) idk up to you❤

Pumpkin Soup

Sam Winchester x fem!reader

Summary: While you spent a lovely night at a karaoke bar, playing truth or dare with some people your age, you got to know Dean Winchester. His funny attitude immediately captivated you, wanting you to become closer friends to the chaotic, hot-headed man. Though after a few drinks and games, his brother joined the group. Sam had previously investigated in a current case, decided to enjoy himself afterwards though. That was the moment you met a man who went beyond your expectations. The gentle charm of Sam trapped you in. In order to learn more about Sam, you accepted his offer to cook pumpkin soup at his current place. However, Dean wouldn’t come along the two of you, as he enjoyed the company of another woman. You didn’t mind though…

Note: Thank you for your request! I’m all in for Sam requests, as I really love him a lot. This idea is absolutely wholesome and I decided to throw some autumn vibes into it. After all, it’s October and I love pumpkins. :)

Warnings: implied sexual activity of Dean, reader thinking abt uncomfortable men back in her past

word count: …

As the karaoke bar pulsed with energy on that memorable Friday night, little did you know that a game of truth or dare would lead you to meet two extraordinary men, each with their own captivating charm. You never thought that a harmless party evening could change your life, and especially your view on two specific men.

You had joined a group of people, some of them went to the same college as you and with others you were already familiar. You’re for sure not a mere party girl, but you enjoyed the company of many happy people around you. It wasn’t the alcohol you loved to consume when you went out - it was the exciting thrill of meeting new people who could make your life way more colorful. In all honesty, among all the positive experiences, you crossed paths with uncomfortable men as well. Luckily, this night you got spared with the overly pushy men and instead got blessed by a kind and enthusiastic man.

During a traditional, spirited game of truth or dare, you were more or less forced to flirt with him. Surely, the stranger was handsome, but you didn’t feel any sparkling or tingling sensations while teasing the male. All in all, the atmosphere was electric, filled with a lot of laughter and buzzing music. After about half an hour of people telling others their most embarrassing moments of their lives and participating in surprisingly stupid dares, you decided to grasp some hair. The karaoke bar had a balcony, where you headed with a tequila in your hand. During your hunt for oxygen, a familiar deep voice rang through your ears.

“Hello there, beautiful,” he chimed in, delivering a flirtatious remark that drew a grin from you as you leaned casually on the balcony fence.

“What’s up? Haven’t you got enough of me?” you teased, keeping a watchful eye on him. For a brief moment, you feared he might become pushy, but your concerns were swiftly dispelled by his response.

Dean's striking green eyes traveled up and down your face, revealing a hint of genuine concern that softened his usually confident features.

“No, I haven’t. But in all honesty, I got a little worried since you left the group without telling anyone. Not that anything happens to you”, he replied softly, keeping a respectful distance between you. You were taken aback by his genuine worry, and it made you feel a bit self-conscious, prompting you to avert your gaze from his as you tried to hide your flustered face.

“You don’t have to, I can take care of myself,” you responded, and despite the seemingly cold statement, Dean understood that you valued your independence.

Again, his low voice met your ears, “Your name was y/n, right? You’re hella funny!” Dean changed the topic, offering some comic relief and lightening the atmosphere between you. You quickly picked up on his cues, expressing how his humor had brightened your evening. Your conversation with Dean flowed naturally, and you found his humor and carefree attitude irresistibly magnetic. He had the kind of infectious charisma that could turn any gathering into a wild adventure. Dean Winchester was a captivating mix of chill, cocky, and respectful of boundaries, and it was a rare pleasure to engage in a conversation with no underlying sexual tension. The man’s name was Dean Winchester.

After the private and endearing chat, both of you rejoined the group, which was now deep into the revelry fueled by alcohol and other substances. As the night wore on, a new figure entered the scene, a tall, handsome brunette who immediately gravitated toward you and Dean. He seemed slightly out of place amidst the intoxicated chaos, yet he appeared to find a measure of enjoyment in the surroundings. You quickly learned he was none other than Dean's brother, Sam Winchester. Sam had been previously engrossed in investigating a perplexing case, but now he had decided to take a break and enjoy the evening's festivities. Though he wasn't usually the party type, he occasionally sought a change of pace.

Meeting Sam, you quickly realized he was unlike what you had expected. In stark contrast to his hot-headed and impulsive brother, Sam exuded a gentle charm that immediately captivated you. He spoke thoughtfully, using intriguing vocabulary, and while he seemed a bit reserved and addressed Dean more often, you sensed a hint of shyness in him. His deep, expressive eyes held a sense of mystery, and his warm smile made you feel at ease. Sam was an entirely different kind of captivating, and you couldn't help but want to get to know him better.

„Do you want a drink?“ you inquired, hoping to initiate a connection between the two of you. Dean, ever the flirt, immediately picked up on your subtle intentions and moved on to a new companion who seemed to enjoy his playful company—a blonde woman with a delightful sense of humor. Sam's gaze now lingered on you for a few moments longer than before.

„Sure, I‘m in,“ he replied, a soft smile laced over his lips. You were really beautiful which is why he couldn‘t help but admire your facial features. To Sam, you appeared utterly stunning, surpassing every other woman he had ever come across.

The two of you made your way to the bar, and he ordered his usual: a beer. As you reached for your wallet to pay for your drinks, the courteous man was a step ahead, already covering the tab for both of you. Caught pleasantly off guard, you flashed him a grateful smile. „Thanks. I‘m y/n!“

„My pleasure, call me Sam,“ he inquired, straightening his posture. „Seems like you get along quite well with my brother.“

„Yeah, though he comes off like he only wants that one thing, haha,“ you joked, met by a soft chuckle from Sam‘s side. The corners of his lips curved up as you spoke, and the warmth of his smile sent a swarm of butterflies fluttering in your stomach. Sam was undeniably handsome

Sam picked his brother up again, replying to your statement, „I get what you mean. He occupies the room more enough when we have to share one.“ he admitted, a hint of amusement in his tone.

„Oh, are you like travelers or something?“ You asked, curious about his life. Sam owned such a special charm that you rarely had met in your life, especially in men. His impeccable manners and pure kindness, devoid of ulterior motives, were refreshingly genuine. You couldn't help but feel drawn to him.

„You could say that, yeah. We’re usually on the road for quite some time and finish a job here and there. Similar to freelancers.“

Sam explained, and your eyes widened with excitement. Traveling and exploring new places was a goal you shared, and the idea of their adventurous lifestyle piqued your curiosity. „Woah, that’s cool. Do you see a lot of exciting stuff on the road?“

While he had indeed witnessed many thrilling experiences—some he wished he hadn't—there were times when he longed for a quieter existence. „Uh, yeah. I appreciate staying at a place for a little longer too though, I must say it can get very tiring.“

„Oh, that’s sad to hear,“ you sympathized. Your mind was struck on Sam and he very much seemed like he enjoyed your conversation. The hours passed as you shared funny stories from your past, confessing to your middle school clumsiness while Sam regaled you with amusing anecdotes about Dean. Sharing embarrassing secrets fostered a connection between you two. Somehow you wanted to stay in his company. You started to love his awkwardness little by little.

Unexpectedly, he suggested you both head back to his place to cook pumpkin soup—a proposition you found both intriguing and charming. It was a far cry from the typical advances you'd encountered in the past, and you couldn't resist the chance to spend more time with this enigmatic man. Unfortunately, Dean stopped by, the lovely woman in his arms.

„Well, who do we have here?“ Dean quipped, grinning at Sam. "I'll be taking this wonderful lady with me tonight, just so you know."

„No, Dean. You can‘t always ignore that I share that room too-,“ Sam began to protest before Dean cut him off with a smirk.

„Sure I can.“ He replied, leaving the karaoke bar accompanied by the woman.

Sam sighed, his offer thwarted by his older brother once again. "I'm sorry, I have to—" he started to explain. But this time, your cheerful voice interjected.

„No worries. We can head to my place. I‘m sure you’ll love it there.“ You invited the tall man to your place. You were touched by his charming smile in response. He nodded and stood up, thanking the bartender for his excellent service before following you.

The evening turned into a relaxing, cozy night with a man you never thought could exist so perfectly. The gentle charm of Sam and the promise of getting to know him on a more personal level made you momentarily forget about Dean's absence. There was something undeniably intriguing about the Winchester brothers, and you were eager to explore the depths of Sam's persona, all while cooking a warm and comforting meal together.

Finally, about 3am in the morning, you shared your usual lonely living room with Sam, eating the most delicious pumpkin soup you ever had.

[saruman-the-silly]

If its okie, some extra sweet fluffy copia with a pudgy fem.reader? ( or gn, if that's easier >w< )

HELL YEAH I gotta say, Copia would absolutely love a bigger girl, have you seen this mans ass?? He would worship the ground you walk on like 24/7

I know this probably wasn't what you had in mind but I hope you don't mind the direction I went with it (Idk why I thought of writing this hehe) but I made him propose to you and I made it extra fluffy and sappy, so hehe :D enjoy!

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Copia slammed the giant book on his desk shut, looking at the clock. His work was done for the day and he was free to see you, finally. He missed you, your smile, your laughter and your beautiful eyes he could get lost in for hours.

..Today was also the day he would finally propose to you, after being together for 3 years. Time does fly, when you're spending it with the most beautiful woman in all existence, Copia thought to himself.

Copia opened the ring box and looked at it fondly. He shook his head, clearing his thoughts and decided to text you.

"Amore, are you done with your work? I would like to take you out for dinner tonight, if that's okay. We could go to your favourite restaurant at 7?"

He put the phone down, but instantly got a reply.

"Yeah, that sounds fun! I would kill for some food right now 😫, I'll take a quick shower and meet you there!"

Copia sent a short but sweet reply, and smiled to himself. His amore was just too sweet to him, the old man he was. He sighed, rubbing his eyes and got up to find something appropriate to wear.

He looked at the ring one last time, making sure it shone brightly and put the box back in his pocket.

Meanwhile, you were getting in the shower and thought about Copia. Oh, how you loved your sweet, awkward and handsome Copia. Your thoughts trailed back to your first meeting..

When you first met him you were sure he would not take any interest in you, with you being a bigger girl. You weren't skinny like the other Sisters, so you thought he would just do what any other Sibling would do: be polite and leave it at that.

You were walking down a hallway, carrying some translated texts for Primo, and you bumped into someone. And the texts flew. Everywhere.

"Oh nononono, I am so sorry, sorella, I did not watch where I was going-" The cardinal fumbled, gathering the texts, but he froze when he made eye contact with you. You blushed under his intense gaze, and smiled nervously.

"It's okay, but thanks anyway." He still couldn't stop staring at you. You waved a hand in front of his face.

"Helloo? Cardinal?" Copia blinked rapidly and blushed.

"I am sorry I was just distracted by your beautiful eyes, le mie scuse sorella." He got up and took your hand, gently placing a kiss on it.

Your first meeting was straight out of a movie, and the whole relationship that bloomed from it proved to be even better. You shook your head, rinsing the left over conditioner off and got out of the shover.

You decided to keep your outfit simple today, only putting on some mascara and a red lip with your favourite red dress. Soon it was time to go, and you arrived at the restaurant, looking for Copia.

Copia was feeling a bit nervous, fidgeting with his gloves. He felt the little square box in his pocket and sighed, looking around for you. And there you were.

You looked like a goddess. The red dress showed all of your curved perfectly and Copia was sure he was dreaming. This woman, this perfect woman, was his. He scrambled up from his chair, greeting you with a kiss on the hand.

"Amore, you look absolutely divine tonight." Copia shamelessly checked you out right then and there, making you blush.

"Oh stop it, you don't look too bad yourself," you smiled and straightened his collar. He grinned, before pulling up a chair for you.

You sat down and ordered your food, talking each others day and how it went. You noticed Copia looked a bit more nervous than usual, but you shrugged it off, maybe he was just a bit anxious.

After you had finished your food, paid for it and you got up from the table, Copia said: "Let's take a walk now, I know a beautiful place nearby."

You happily agreed and took his arm, letting him lead you outside. You strolled along the small path, chatting happily. Copia's eyes seemed to glow under the autumn sunset, and you found yourself getting lost in his mismatched gaze once again.

"...Amore? Are you in there?" Copia laughed, waving a hand in front of your face. You blinked and shook your head, "Yeah? You were saying?"

Copia grinned, making his dimples more prominent. "I was saying how gorgeous you look tonight, mia amata." You smirked, and slowly brought your hands around his neck, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "Not as gorgeous as you, Copia." You whispered in his ear, making his breath stutter. You pulled back, kissed him on the nose and laughed at his face. Copia smiled fondly, and took your hand, leading you up to a small pond.

"Wow, this is so pretty! Why haven't I seen this place before, it looks so beautiful with all the autumn colours and-" You admired aloud, before turning back to Copia, who was kneeling down on one knee before you. Your hands flew to your mouth and you gasped.

"Il mio amore, il mio cuore, la mia vita. I cannot describe all the things I feel when you are with me. You have made me the happiest man on earth, from the moment I first bumped into you. I was a lonely man, but you changed that. You made me see the worth in myself.

In turn, you gave me the honour of getting to know you, inside and out." Copia got the tiny box out of his pocket, and opened it to reveal a beautiful engagement ring.

"I honestly do not know what my life would be without you, amore," He smiled, eyes shining. "So, will you make me the happiest man on earth and marry me?"

You had started crying some time during his little speech and you answered: "Yes! Yes, a million times yes!" Copia gave a relieved laugh, and shakily put the ring on your finger.

When he got up, you embraced him tightly, hugging him while crying. He held onto you tightly, burying his face in your hair. When you pulled back, you cupped his face in your hands and kissed him fiercely, pouring all the love you had for him into the kiss.

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I tried to make it extra fluffy and romantic, hope you enjoy! <3

[salem-the-moons-child]

Where am i?

salem had a intresting day yesterday after trying to find a way to see her pai.. ended up on a strange ... island resort? this.. cant get weirder surely. A familiar face is there.. and of course salem cant escape sculk that takes over other peoples bodies. it was a good day though (unlike today but oops_ Welcome to starfruit little moon god. dont stick around. ft star starrwatcherr of the qblrsmp pumpkin isles

transcript of the conversation between salem and jelli and appie: SALEM: so i was trying to find my pai and i found a weird island instead, and there was a sculk person.. like sculk that was alive, and they took me to see their friend starlight, but turns out their friend wasnt them and was actually sculk that, took over a dogs body??? cause the dog ated the sculk. Anyway eventually the sculk let go of the dog and sol, an imp, gave starlight a flesh body/creature for it to take over??, and there was actually two dog people. cause it turns out everyone on that island was dead or smth??? and star starrwatcherr of the qblrsmp pumpkin isles was there. JELLI: ....u sure you didnt dream this? :,D SALEM: WAS NOT A DREAM. star thought it was a dream though so unless i, accidentally went into star starwatcherrs dream then.. JELLI: could you do that? SALEM: maybe??? i mean i dont know star that well, and there was a ghost bat kid. and and uhhh yeah. i left. but star says hi! APPIE: :0 salem goes so many cool places. glads dogs okie n glad see star :D SALEM: so strange.. but might go back sometime to show star pictures of people ive seen.. you know. from back home JELLI: glad u had fun then! it all sound very excited and strange (shows picture of star starrwatcherr from the qblrsmp pumpkin isles now on starfruit island smp) JELLI: so.. is dead now?

a good day though

[jennyanypenny]

Soo heard ya seen the georgetown palace production of cats with the female munk kinda curious on ur thoughts on whats the production like?

It was fun :o3 Im forgetting stuff already, but I do know that seeing it changed my opinions on Skimbleshanks.

Using this ask as an excuse to write down a summary for myself (not in exact song order uhhh)

Starting numbers were good. Don’t have much to say, but seeing it live and kinda close is def different from seeing 5 pixel bootlegs!! These cats are people sized!! Also you could hear the noise when they pounced on the floor. I think some of that had to do with how small the theatre was. Also Vickys solo was mostly on a pole. I thought that they wouldn’t keep the sensuality of her parts but they did!

The Old Gumbie Cat number was soo good. But that was expected from the best song in the musical. Ive already praised Munku’s actress so :o3 .The gumbie trio sounded wonderful!! But during their part they did stuff with sticks and it was definitely a bit too loud.. The guys were the mice instead of the girl kits. They made a cute little shawl for Jenny out of rope that she wore throughout the show. Rumpel and Mungo may or may not have stolen it later. The beetles tattoo was very good! I think ive already mentioned it but Munkus led most of it. Jenny did lead some of it tho. She also came in inside of a shoe-car?? Oversized light up sneaker that she was riding. Supports my hc that these cats are 3 centimeters tall.

Oki so I missed some of The RTT because im lame and I can never watch this number without looking away for a bit. Anyways, the actor was funny as hell. Made silly faces through the show. Sillabub had a “I ❤️ Tugger” cardboard sign. Very important. Bomba and Tugger were def very close. Munkus and Tugger hung out a lot too! He got a lil crown during the number from his fangirls :3 . The end bit went on for some time but it made me giggle from what I remember so it was good 👍

Bustopher Jones sounded very nice. Very jolly. Wasn’t the full song I think. Some of the cats didn’t seem to like him which lame 🙄!! (Misto and Skimble were very exited tho!). Jenny still had the crush and got a flower at the end¿. (im forgetting stuff already) Also Bustopher Jones existed outside of his song! Win for Bustopher fans everywhere.

Mungo and Rumpel were trying to be funny I think?? But a lot of it came of like those parodies of Cats. Yknow, the ones were the cat role isnt taken seriously and its like “hahah, hairballs”. Was not a fan. Hated it actually. Maybe I just hate fun idk. They were also in front being silly wayy to much. During multiple numbers. There was some dialogue at the start of their song, them asking if it was safe to come out yet instead of the usual Rumpel laughs. The two actually being scared of Mac isnt something I usually interpret, but mmm has u thinking.

Augh during one of the Scares (not sure which one) they (Deme starts and cats join in) say (not truly sing) a part of Macavity, emphasizing the hypnotizing part (foreshadowing💥). Took away some of the mystery but it didnt bother me that much. They could have made it sound better tho 😭

The Jellicle Ball choreo was a bit disappointing, but I don’t remember much uhh. The music was good tho. Misto lifted Victoria btw, if any of the 3 mistoria shippers see this.

GLAMOUR CAT REPRISE!! GLAMOUR CAT REPRISE HOW I LOVE YOU! After it I think it was just Grizz and Sillabub was there watching her from up high in the set. I dont remember if Old D stayed, but he might have.

Moments of Happiness was good I rlly liked Old Ds voice. Victoria and Jemima had a little dance at the end although this could have also happened before/during the Jellicle Ball.

Gus the Theatre cat was wonderful <33 . Such a great Jelly. One of my favorites (although I already have a lot of favorite Jellys :’3). She was sweet and her voice was nice. The number was def a bit less sad and more funny. Mmm something cute is that like 4 cats worked to place and fluff up a pillow on the hat¿ Gus sat on.

Macavity fight was very cool. There wasn’t the reveal bit. He just came in ready to fight. Demeter fought quite a bit. All the other cats (apart from Munkus [who got their ass beat like usual] and Deme) who hit Mac were all played by male actors. Munk did recover and finish it off tho (I think). Deme was also kitnapped. Definitely a suprise! There was this box they were sliding around and stuff and Mac escaped by going inside with her in it after hypnotizing her. They really played into that part. I somehow missed Old Deuteronomy being kitnapped before all this idk how.

Speaking of Macavity I loved Demeters voice. She was really good. I knew Macavity was gonna be good when I heard her in the opening number 🙏. Bomba had a deeper voice and I rlly liked the playfulness the actress brought to her. Ermm I dont remember much else.

SKIMBLESHANKS THE RAILWAY CAT was awesom. Actor was very expressive. Bustopher appears during this song. There was a bit where mungo/rumpel stole Bustophers’ watch, skimble caught them, and then Bustopher came back to get it and found skimbol with it. ‘,:-\ . Very silly I liked that part. There was also like 2 seconds of tap dancing I swear. Instant bonus points. Everybody loves Skimbleshanks for good reasons and I finally understood why.

Magical Mr Mistoffelees was fun! Its always such a happy joyful song! The Conjuring Turns!!! Holy moly. Its another experience to actually be there clapping. He first conjured up Deme at the very start and then Old Deuteronomy. They hugged a lot <33. Mr. Mistoffelees was very kittenish in this production. It was cute :o3

Memory sounded good I will not deny this! But the acting. It wasnt that emotional.. which is what I mainly like about Memory. She mostly just sung towards the audience. You didn’t really get the feeling she was angry/sad/regretful and desperate.

Grizzabella ascended on a boat. The one that is on the right of the stage in the pic.

Another number my mind was changed on is Addressing of Cats. I think I mentioned it being a least fave in a ask game and yeagh. This is why Growltiger beat it for least fave song. Very awesome. A cat is not a dog.

I enjoyed it! Genuinely never thought I would see it in person until I was much older but I was proved wrong! Also the Cats brainrot was stronger in the weeks leading up to it. (good thing)

According to my mom my dumbass missed when they went through the aisles :’( . I only saw Misto bringing Old D in his arrival. Fave performers where the ones who played Munkus, Jelly, Gus, Old D, Deme and Tugger.

[buccini555]

𝐈 𝐥♡𝐯𝐞 𝐮 𝐬𝐨 - 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

✰ x r e a d e r !

✰ 𝑭𝒕. 𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒊 𝑯𝒂𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒆

✰ You don't feel worthy of your boyfriend's love and attention because of your imposter syndrome, but your boyfriend does everything he can to help you get over it.

Even though Hajime Kokonoi belongs to one of the most dangerous criminal organizations in the city, he unexpectedly became the best boyfriend you could have, but even if you feel a great love for that delinquent and the boy feels the same for you, strangely you don't feel worthy of receiving all that love and being treated in such an affectionate way, maybe it's your self-esteem problem or lack of confidence in yourself, although you can't believe that someone as important as Kokonoi actually has feelings for someone just like you, Hajime at all times tries to convince you how smart, beautiful you are, among thousands of other qualities that he never allowed himself to mention.

That night, like every other night, you went to meet your boyfriend, Kokonoi wanted to take you for a short walk, but even though you were excited and even though you were extremely well dressed, you didn't feel well at all, however, I didn't want to ruin your night with any more complaints about yourself, even though things have been difficult for you lately.

As soon as the tallest one laid eyes on you, he opened a smile and then rushed to give you the hug he had been waiting all day to give you, as soon as he approached you, he couldn't help but notice your face. discouraged, even though he knew you were happy.

— What there was? Are you feeling well, dear?

He questioned as he gave you a tight hug, your boyfriend clearly knew something was wrong, Kokonoi knew you better than anyone else, he knew about your imposter syndrome, but as soon as he realized your condition, he committed to doing it everything in their power to help her.

— I-I'm not feeling well… That's all.

You hugged him even more willingly, confessing the reason for your momentary discouragement.

— Do you want to go home?

The boy questioned gently stroking his hair.

— I don't want to ruin our date...

You felt even sadder, sincerely believing you had ruined that night.

— Can we have a date at home, hmm?

— ... You sure?

— Sure! I want you to enjoy the night.

You smiled relieved that your boyfriend understood you, so he held your hand and took you to the car, driving back to your house.

— Oh! I almost forgot...

Kokonoi exclaimed as soon as she arrived at her residence.

— Hmm? Did you forget something?

You questioned him, getting out of the car and opening the door of your house.

— Wait for me in the living room, okay?

— Oh, oky...

While waiting, you enter your house, finally feeling better for having returned, the comfort you felt is clear, despite being relieved, you felt guilty believing that you would have ruined your boyfriend's night, knowing how much he enjoyed it to take you to exotic places and of course, you loved it all, but you didn't feel like you fit in those places.

— What are you thinking?

Hajime enters through the door, sitting next to her on the sofa.

— I ruined your night...

— Honey, don't say that.

— But...

— I brought you something to try to cheer you up..."

You were in total silence, Kokonoi took a small box out of his pocket and handed it to you, still without saying a word, you were faced with the most beautiful ring you had ever seen in your entire existence.

— I hope you like.

He looked apprehensive, not sure if you would like the present or not.

— How beautiful! I loved it but... I don't deserve all this.

You were radiant, but soon your glow faded, that feeling of insignificance took over you and you just can't accept that beautiful treat.

— Of course you deserve it!"

Your boyfriend hugs you again, trying to make you feel even better.

— Are you sure?

You look away, holding back the tears that wanted to roll down your face, clearly you wanted to accept that gift, but for some reason you didn't feel worthy.

— You're the only one who deserves it, that's still little!

— Koko...

Again, silence fills the room.

—... You're the only person who stayed by my side, aren't you?" You... You didn't deserve to end up falling in love with a criminal.

— Hey, I would never leave you…I don't care that you…are a criminal.

— So what's the problem anyway?

— I'm afraid you'll end up giving up on us! And I... I don't think I deserve you, you know?

— I would never do that! And I really wanted you to see yourself the way I do...

— H-how do you see me?"

— You're the most incredible person I've ever met, I never get tired of telling you that, you know that, don't you?

— Koko?

— Yes...

— I... I'll get better, okay?" But... Don't give up on me until then.

— I wouldn't give up on you even if I wanted to."

—...?

You looked at the boy, surprised by his words.

— I would never allow myself to make the fucking mistake of losing the love of my life and I would never forgive myself if I left you.

In all the time you've been together, you've never seen Hajime behave like that, after feeling insufficient for a long time, after those few words, something inside you changed, your heart finally opened and for the first time in your life, you felt important.

As much as that bad feeling just didn't disappear, that boy finally made you realize how important you are, Hajime would never give up on you, no matter if you were extremely happy or at rock bottom, he was always there, respecting you all your limitations, being as understandable as possible, in that moment, you finally experienced what true love is.

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Credit: left parking garage photo by photographer Akira Asakura - unknown

"Jeez these are heavy.." you mumbled as you threw your things to the back of your cream coloured car. Sighing, you paused and rested your hands on the trunk of your vehicle, reminiscing the past.

After Thanos snapped his fingers, your life changed for the better and for the worse. The world changed for the worse and for the better.

After half's of earth's population was brought back, you've moved to a different country, learned a different language.

You wanted to restart. A clean plate. Let's just say your past life wasn't something to share with everyone. You've done things you've regret in hopes of making it better. You got no one. Your parents died during Thanos first attack on New York in 2011. You were only 11 years old when you witnessed your home being blown up with you and them still inside. You survived but your parents weren't so lucky.

It was nearly 10pm and you just closed up for the night. Everyday is the same but you don't mind it, really, Korea looks pretty at night.

Clapping your hand together to brush off any leftover dirt from your palms, slamming the back door of your car shut before you heard a small click sound, telling you that it was locked.

Reaching into your pocket to fetched your keys but only to found yourself stopping after hearing a slight disturbance coming from behind you.

Out of curiosity, you turned around, scanning the nearly empty parking garage and found nothing. Your eyes scan every grey concrete, the cracks in the wall, and for any newly parked cars.

But it was just you in the nearly empty parking garage.

You were the one who locked up, so no one should even be here this late at night. That, or people are working a night shift.

"Hm..." you thought long and hard about going to check it out but you brushed it off thinking is a squirrel. If not that, just your paranoia. Wouldn't be the first time.

In-till you heard it again only this time, it was closer.

Just as you were about to open your car door you suddenly stopped with your fingers inches away for your cars handle, fingers just glazing against it, feeling your body tensed up.

"Oh god!" You screamed, brushing your hands over your coats pockets.

"I forget my earphones in my locker." You groaned, throwing your head back and locked your car and headed straight for the elevator.

You walked a couple of steps across the parking garage too retrieve your ten dollar earphones. But with each step, you felt...off. As if someone was watching your every move.

Out of habit, you stopped walking and turned around to scan your surroundings.

Nothing. Just distant traffic coming from a close highway.

Your loose olive coat brushed against your hands as you turned to every sound that hit your eardrum.

Nothing.

"She's went back downstairs, Yunho, just in case San fails, get ready,"

A voice said in the brown haired male's earpiece. The tall male sat on a long sun chair, waiting for further instructions for about an hour.

"Okie dokie!" He said, popping out his coca-cola flavoured lollipop from his lips and smiled at the view font of him.

He let out a chuckled before aggressively putting down his rather large case on the roof of the apartment building; opening the case revealing a JTF2 Sniper.

He squealed.

"...my baby..." he said, bring his hand across the cold metal, caressing the scope to the sniper itself that had a big 'baby' printed in white spray paint on the body of the gun.

"Let's do this..." he muttered, taking each piece from the case and assembled it together; making sure that the magazine was fully loaded and seated the gun on the bipod.

After doing so, he set up his sniper rifle on the edge of the building, pointing the nozzle at lit up parking garage.

"I'm in position, I got the target in view, tell me when I should take the shot," Yunho said through his earpiece.

He watched you- three buildings away - through his sniper's scope. Your tall yet small figure walk skittishly to the elevator. You wore a large white t-shirt under your long olive coat with black baggy pants and white shoes. An everyday outfit in Korea.

He know from the way you looked - your skin, eye shape, nose, your quivering l/c lips *to your f/c - if you wear one - hajib* that you were foreign to the country.

"You're pretty," he mumbled trying to place his target on your head. He scans your worried with a mix of concern-face before checking you out, his finger slowly caressing the trigger.

"...God, I'll hate to ruin that cheap white shirt of yours..." he watched you double check your environment as you arrive to the elevator and pushed down on the button, waiting patiently for the ride.

Once you heard the small ding, you stepped inside too retrieve your ten dollar earphones. "...I didn't hear the shot..." Hongjoong spoke through Yunho's earpiece.

After watching your every moving, Yunho lowered his gun and rises his hand to his earpiece.

"Target out of sight...I'm not clear to take the shot," he paused, removing his eye from the scope and relaxes his shoulders. "Shit...!" Hongjoong cursed.

You smiled softly while staring at your earphones that wasn't- thankfully- stolen. The elevator made a high bell sound before opening the door and immediately your eyes wondered to the only living thing in the elevator, a tall male. Close to your height, a little bit taller.

They had a long black leather coat on with a rocking ruby turtleneck. He wore a eyelet decor buckle belt with long grey dress pants. His jaw was sharp along with his facial features. You didn't say anything before you stepped in but not before glancing at his name tag that had a company's name on it, in fact, it was a company close to the shop you worked at.

You stepped in and reached for the button for your floor number but to your surprise, there wasn't any other button glowing, showing that the man behind you wasn't going anywhere. He didn't get off at the stop you got on, so you had to ask.

"Um...ajeossi, where are you getting off?" You looked up at him for an answer. But you didn't get one.

Instead, his gaze slowly turned to you and only looked into your e/c eyes than to your feet and up back to your eyes.

"...."

"...O..k..." You nodded awkwardly and clicked on your floor to where your car is. Now you know why they used to put music in elevators just to ease the tension. The waiting time was awkward and you can feel his gaze from behind you, creating a hole through your head.

Finally the bell rings and you got off at your appropriate floor. But still, the man didn't get off. You thought you saw a ghost cause he wasn't simply getting off and just stood there. At the last second, you turned at face him one last time but your heart skipped a beat when you did just that.

He smiled at you.

Revealing his dimples and threw you a small wave, tilting his head back. But just when the elevator doors were about to close, his mood, era and expression drops.

For some reason the atmosphere got dark and intense. And soon his attractive smile formed into a hard glare.

"The heck..." you mumbled. Parting your lips before taking out your lip boom from your small fanny pack to moist them. But before you could take a step or apply any lip-boom on your l/c lips your phone ringed, playing your annoying ringtone.

"Who's calling me now..." you argued to yourself, putting away your boom and taking out your phone from your waist bag.

'...unknown...' it read.

"Scam..." you mumbled and put it back to where it was before. Trying again, to took your boom out again and began to slowly walk to your car.

It ringed again.

You groan as your boom was just an inch away for your slightly chapped lips.

This time, you answered.

"Look, this better be good-"

"You're F/N (M/N) L/n, right?" A dangerously deep male voice asked you over your phone in Korean. He sounded out of breath and of you listen closely you could hear the sound if aggressive wind being hit over and over again; like a chopper, nearly muffling out their voice. If it wasn't for their voice being deep, you couldn't have heard them.

You paused and tried to registered what the heck just came out of your phone's speaker.

"Yes...-"

"Listen to me carefully or you'll die." You felt your heart drop. You farrowed your eyebrows. "Huh!" your palms sweated while you began to fiddled with your lip-booms' label.

Your lips quivered and you began to blink faster than you usually do.

"What....What is this!?" You asked nearly screaming at the man on the phone. It was nearly 10:30 pm now and you're tired as heck. You got work tomorrow too. You started to get impatient and you just got enough of it.

"Ma'am or sir- whatever they call you, I'm too tired to be told this- this-"

"Your phone number is 026*******, your social security number is 82**01-23**678, you live in a apartment in Sangam on World cup buk-ro 60-gil-" at the moment- after he named your apartment name he went on to your best friends names to your dogs' former owner.

"I know more about you know about yourself, so listen."

Your heart dropped and you were unable to pick it up. You sweated buckets while your head was pounding. You were stunned. "O-ok you made your point...Ma'am..." you cut them off, stuffing your lipboom away in your bag and took out your inhaler instead.

You took a breath.

"Listen to me carefully..."

You took another breath.

"Don't go to the elevators or any exits, understand?" You paused.

"Elevator...?" You mumbled.

Now you were scared.

Earlier today you felt that you were being watched. From you bring at the cash register to you being at the back designing donuts. The weird noises. The sudden overly dressed man in the rusted elevator, it kinda made sense.

Slowly turning around to face the closed sliver metal doors.

"Second, they are people coming after you thinking you are a drug lord...." “A what lord…?” “How could this happen….” You heard him muttering to himself. You spaced out, your eyes wondering to the top of the elevator. Slowly lowering your phone from your ear, you watched the the lights at the top of the elevator light sit on your level.

It never moved.

Flashback:

Two days before F/N L/N Attempted Assassination.

"FUCK!" The woman cursed, slammed her fist onto the table. She cursed, trying to keep her anger at a minimum.

The other workers has stopped typing, searching or what not and instead now bowing their heads. Some fidget with their fingers while some watch their general, waiting for further instructions.

"But the mission was successful?"

"Yes ma'am." The agent answered formally.

Her breathing hitched. 'No it wasn't, if it was, they would've be here!' She failed. She thought it makes her no different from the general their trying to erase from existence.

"Keep calm." She mumbled.

Everyone shifted in their seat and if not in one, squirmed uncomfortably on their feet.

She promised them a happy life after all General Dreykov rooms were erased off of the face of the earth. But than again, she can't guarantee their safety out in action. She can only do some much till she's cut off.

"Ma'am-"

Her sudden loud scream filled with stress cut her companion off. And not a second after the woman in the black leather coat punched the screen hard resulting her pale fist piercing straight through it.

She wasn't sad anymore, she was mad.

Angry that she was unable to do something as two agents or even friends went up in flames as she was sipping her coffee in the staff room that morning.

"Everyone goes home," was the last thing she said to them. A total lie.

After removing her pale fist from the broken computer screen - not caring if it was bleeding - she wipes her now pink face with her sleeve, pinching her nose and ran her fingers down her pink cheeks.

It was quiet in the headquarters. The general is a having a break down. Many people don't know how to feel. Some don't even know who the group of agents were, they just punch in numbers, coordinates and assign missions.

The boys stood there along with the other workers. Waiting. This wasn't the first time anyway. Many people die happy, many die sad or angry. It's life. A sad reality.

But as others would say, ‘move on.’

"...God..." she mumbled. "What the next mission?" she yelled, grabbing a hold of the rallying, her sliver rings made contact with metal supporter.

"We’ll um…" he deep cold voice answered the woman.

"Soobin!" She yelled at one of the worker who almost choked and immediately stopped drinking his coffee, tapped his computer's keyboard with a loud click. The other workers sprung back into action, typing on the computer to pull up the next file.

The large blue LED globe in the centre of the research hall spins till it created a landmark on Korea; a spot just outside of Seoul. A second after an ID popped up. The photo glitches revealing a foreign female.

"This..." she started, pointing to the large ID on the screen.

"Is your next target." She said, assembling the next temporary squad.

Hongjoong’s heavy boots made a satisfying sound as he walks on the roof of the headquarters. His orange coloured hair blow in the heavy wind, despite knowing that he's not allowed up there in the first place. Keeping his balance, he walks slowly to the figure who was slouching.

Both males were still in their uniforms. Fully loaded guns with sharp knifes resting in there harness against their torso, hips, and thighs.

"You good?" He asked is junior, Wooyoung who was now playing with his small pocket knife. Putting his finger through the hole at the bottom of the knife's handle, spinning it around his finger.

"No." He coldly answered his senior. Hongjoong doesn't really know how to comfort people after a lost. He told himself to never get to close to someone cause he'll never know when they'll disappear. He knows their likely going to die in his hands here than out there in the world.

He was about to say something but was cut off by a beep coming from his wrist. He brought up his wrist to see a flashing red light and wasted no time tapping on it.

"New squad: 4-X Jeong Yunho, Choi San, Kim Hongjoong, and Jung Wooyoung; this is your new mission, 4 days from now. This is your new target. This is an assassination mission. If we can’t find them, we kill their drug lord, it will fuel the others to come out."

He hummed, "assassination mission..." Hongjoong mumbled, beginning to read the description. Taking a breath, he looking past his caller and straight to the young black haired male who has now stopped playing with his small pocket knife and looked at his hologram-watch.

"Another one already?..." Wooyoung sighed. "Come on," he murmured before getting up on his feet, walking passed him to the meeting lobby.

NOTES

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❌ - F/N thought the male in the elevator was handsome

❌ - San was eyeing F/n. He liked her coat

Translation

아저씨 ajeossi Translations of Mister

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Links to parts: one two three four five

Summary:

Fate brought you and that purple-clad turtle together in the form of endless battles of code.You were a purple dragon recruit, and he was your target. He plays your games as you tease him with the slim possibility of victory.

You may just let him win if you are feeling particularly merciful.

Notes:

enemies to lovers (I think?); slow burn; takes place after the movie; reader is a villain

Word Count: 2632

If you’d prefer to read it on Ao3, here’s the link:

ᴄʏʙᴇʀʙᴜʟʟʏ [ʀɪꜱᴇ!ᴅᴏɴɴɪᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

Otherwise, enjoy!

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To Donnie’s surprise, you had, in fact, been quite literal in your proposal to play a game. The last thing he expected was the title screen of Mario Kart glitching its way onto his monitor. The little man with the red get-up and iconic mustache was all too reminiscent of his childhood. At the very least, this would be more enjoyable than typing endless strings of code for hours on end.

The menu for character selection opened up, and it didn’t take him terribly long to decide who to play as. That green turtle-esk character practically called to him. His opponent was quick to choose their character, as well. Toad…how fitting. You were a fungus whose spores had somehow taken root in his life, and you were now taking over in the worst way imaginable. Spreading. Sucking the life out of his innocent soul through your digital escapades.

Now, on top of that, you wanted him to entertain your sick little mind by racing you in Mario Kart. If you thought you could just beat him over and over again just because you were good at hacking, you were so wrong. At least you apparently had something to offer him if he won.

Donnie leaned back in his chair with a slight tilt of his head. What did you have to offer him? You had yet to clarify.

(11:08) Sir Von Ryan: So

(11:08) Anon: so?

(11:09) Sir Von Ryan: What exactly do I get if I win?

(11:09) Anon: well~

(11:09) Anon: we’ve got a few options to choose from, my dear

(11:10) Anon: a. i can just back off for a while. you can either use that time to chill or attempt to attack our servers. whatever floats your boat

(11:10) Anon: b. i can show you how to get around one of the major algorithms i’ve been using

(11:11) Anon: c. i can give you your blueprints back :)

(11:11) Sir Von Ryan: C!

(11:11) Sir Von Ryan: YOU MUST GIVE ME BACK MY BLUEPRINTS

Donnie had replied before he had even thoroughly thought out his options. Looking back, maybe the first offer would have been best, all things considered. Some time to actually sleep and eat and maybe go out on missions with his brothers again may be beneficial for his health, both mental and physical.

(11:11) Anon: okie dokie! no takesies backsies :P

He couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the childish response.

(11:12) Sir Von Ryan: Yeah, Yeah.

(11:12) Sir Von Ryan: Let’s just get on with it.

You couldn’t help but pout a bit at his lack of enthusiasm. Who wouldn’t be excited to tap into their inner child through a light-hearted game of Mario Kart? Maybe he just didn’t want to show it. The stoic type of you will. That had to be it!

The two of you went on to choose and put together the vehicles you’d each be using. Finally, it was time to begin.

(11:15) Anon: are you ready?!! :D

(11:15) Sir Von Ryan: Sure.

(11:15) Anon: :(

(11:15) Anon: okay…

(11:16) Anon: 3!

(11:16) Anon: 2!

(11:16) Anon: 1!

(11:17) Anon: GO!!!

Neither of you had been left in the dust as all the cars peeled out of the starting point. You quickly gained first with Donnie just a couple of cars behind you. Barely any time had passed before the first set of item boxes made its appearance. Luck was on your side as you got a banana peel. You wasted no time in placing it down, which promptly took out the Bowser that was hot on your tail. Donnie took the opportunity to decrease the distance between the two of you.

You could see the tip of his car at the bottom of your screen as you did your best to cut corners and be as efficient as possible with your driving. However, in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have disappeared completely. Maybe he got hit with a shell. You shrugged to yourself and pressed on.

A few seconds passed before you noticed the pretty little “1st” at the top of your screen changed to “2nd”, leaving you baffled. Nobody had passed you. In fact, other than Donnie, no one was even close to you. You also figured that Donnie had gotten bumped far enough behind that you wouldn’t have to worry about him.

You weren’t left wondering for too long as his car dropped in front of you. How could he have gotten ahead? You were certain you already knew about most of the shortcuts on each map. You couldn’t wrap your head around it…

It took you a second too long to react to the banana peel that was promptly placed right in front of you. You hit it and started to spin out, creating an unwelcome gap between the two of you.

You adjusted your grip on your controller as your nostrils flared.

“Oh, it is on,” you seethed.

Meanwhile, Donnie was laughing maniacally as he pushed on.

“That’s right, you menace! EAT MY PEEL!” he screamed at his monitor. He leaned back in his chair to return to his wild laughter as his legs kicked in the air. However, his excitement got the better of him as his right foot knocked over a cold mug of coffee that had been marinating on his desk for who knows how long.

“Shit!” Donnie hissed, scrambling forward to try and catch the cup before it fell and broke. He rummaged frantically around for any napkin or towel that may be lying in hopes to get the spill somewhat cleaned up. He ended up opting for a dirty hoodie, which he simply wiped across the mess before leaving it. He had to get back to this game.

His sudden halt just after taking first left you surprised. To your knowledge, he hadn’t gone off-road or gotten hit by anyone’s attack. In fact, on the mini-map, it looked like he wasn’t moving at all. You were left utterly puzzled.

Something was obviously wrong on his end, which left you feeling weird about continuing. The whole point of offering him this deal was so he could catch a break. If he was having an issue that prevented him from playing then what was the point? You decided to press on, but you couldn’t help but steal glances at the mini-map every few seconds to check on his status. If you ended up winning, you could always suggest playing for best 2-out-of-3 so that he had another chance.

By the time Donnie was able to turn his attention back to the match, he was all the way in 8th place… His heart dropped.

This was okay. This was fine. Donnie was totally not going to lose his mind.

He took a deep breath in as he got back into the groove of the race. This was still only the first lap. He still had a chance to catch up. He exhaled. This was not over.

It was easy enough for him to pass a few of the bots, getting him to fourth place by the end of the first lap. For the second lap, he took every shortcut in the book and resorted to more hostile tactics when needed. He wouldn’t hesitate to pelt anyone with turtle shells so long as they were in his way. By the end of that lap, he was back in second.

For a while, you were still nowhere in sight. However, after taking another shortcut to save himself more time, your character finally appeared over the horizon.

An evil grin stretched across his face. The last item box he got gave him a Bullet Bill.

“I am going to demolish you,” he growled and activated his item.

The distance between the two of you was gone before you could even process the fact that he was catching up. Your reaction time left something to be desired as he plowed right through you, sending you spinning off of the map.

After gasping and sputtering a few curses under your breath, a competitive grin appeared on your face. You gained control of your vehicle and made your way back onto the track, gradually building up speed. You only had a banana, which was useless unless you could get back in front of him.

Your initial intent on letting him win was forgotten as your competitive drive took over. In a few seconds, you were hot on his tail, trying your hardest to bump into one of his wheels to send him spinning. However, every time you inched to the side to get around him, he would find a way to avoid you.

Your body was growing tenser with each failed attempt, and your heart rate was increasing. The mini-map showed the finish line just around the corner, so you kept close to the inside curve in hopes that it would give you the slightest advantage you would need to pass Donnie and win. He had a similar idea though, and as you began coming up on his side, he veered into you, sending you flying.

“Fuck!” you cried. You could do nothing but wait for your character to stop spinning as you watched your opponent cross the finish line. You followed after him at a much slower pace. The game was over.

It took the turtle a moment to fully process what had just happened. He could only blink as he watched the winning screen play in front of him. His eyes widened, and the tips of his fingers covered his mouth as he began to smile.

Donnie’s desk chair was thrown back violently from the speed at which he stood up, hands raised high in the air. He couldn’t help but shriek out triumphant laughs as he began dancing around his room, shaking his booty every which way. Occasionally, he would trip over the forgotten trash and clothing that had built up on his floors, but he was quick to recover. The sweet smell of victory was too potent for him to be distracted by such frivolous things.

The guy was practically bouncing off the walls.

His sudden explosion of energy left him wheezing as he crawled his way back to his desk. With a maniacal grin on his face, he began typing to his opponent.

(11:31) Sir Von Ryan: HAHAHAH!!!

(11:31) Sir Von Ryan: TASTE THAT DEFEAT!!!

(11:31) Sir Von Ryan: TASTE IT!!

(11:31) Sir Von Ryan: I WAS PRACTICALLY IN LAST YET I STILL TRIUMPHED

(11:31) Sir Von Ryan: WHAT SAY YOU TO THAT, YOU VILLAIN

(11:32) Anon: shush it >:P

(11:32) Sir Von Ryan: Oh, yes. I am SURE you would love to brush your sorry excuse of a defeat under the rug. Now, wouldn’t you?

(11:32) Sir Von Ryan: Unfortunately for you, I shall not allow that!

(11:32) Anon: >:((((

(11:33) Anon: do you want your blueprints or not

(11:33) Sir Von Ryan: YES I DO

(11:33) Sir Von Ryan: RETURN THEM TO ME

He only had to wait a moment before a file popped up on his screen. Against his better judgment, he opened it right away. He was too eager to consider the possibility of it being a virus or some other type of malicious software. Lucky for him, you were true to your word. Within the file, he found every single blueprint that had been so savagely stolen from him.

He couldn’t help but tear up…

“My sweet, sweet babies!” he cried out. The monitor was quickly pulled into his embrace as he planted endless kisses on its screen.

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When the game ended, you sat frozen for a while. The loss made your heart feel a bit heavy. Usually, when you lost at games like these against your siblings, it was because you were letting them win. While you were intending on doing the same for Von Ryan, you were quickly forced to realize that you weren’t in that position of power when playing against him. He was far more skilled at games than you initially pegged him for. It was naive of you to assume that, just because you continuously bested him at code, you would be better in the area of gaming, as well.

Your attention was grabbed by several messages pinging from his end. It was evident that he was happy with himself as he rubbed your loss in your face. With a huff, you changed the subject back to his blueprints and sent them his way.

You released a long breath and slumped back in your seat, gaze still trained on your screen. What a pleasant surprise, you thought as a smile etched its way onto your cheeks. Not one of maliciousness or mischief, but of content. The way your heart raced during that game… It had been so long since you felt such an adrenaline rush. It made you eager to make another deal.

With a sigh, you finally turned off your PC and monitors and stood up. Due to your excessive LED décor, your shadow was constantly pivoting around you as you padded your way across the room. You glanced over to the wall of ceiling-to-floor windows, but all you could see were the reflections of the various neon signs and ambiance lighting you had hung all around your room.

With a huff, you threw yourself onto your bed and crawled into the center of it. You remained sitting up in a crisscrossed position as you opened your phone. With the click of a few buttons, your room went dark, and a new set of lights revealed themselves in front of you.

Your wall of windows framed the city of New York perfectly. You’ve tried more times than you can remember to count all the skyscrapers, but you would always end up losing track. Every night, the patterns of glowing windows differed. If Von Ryan really was the same Donnie as April’s friend, there was a chance that he was one of the thousand or so lights that helped to illuminate the city.

Your head fell to the side as you stared out at the man-made landscape. You hoped he was happy to have his designs back. You know that you would be if you were in his shoes. Despite going against the purple dragons in a way, you didn’t think that they would be too bothered. After all, so long as they had their copies of the blueprints, they would be able to proceed with their plans as they would if you hadn’t sent Donnie’s copies back to him. They would be none the wiser.

You leaned forward to get a better view of the streets. Your eyebrows knitted together as you took note of how few cars and people were out. You lived in a fairly busy area of Manhattan. Usually, those streets were far more crowded.

You checked the time on your phone and cringed. April had arranged plans with you early in the morning, and you should have been asleep already. Had everything really gone by that quickly?

You straightened out your legs and allowed your body to fall backward onto your mattress with a slight bounce. You tugged your covers completely over your head as you rolled onto your side and shut your eyes. However, after only a moment, you pulled the blanket back down just enough for you to peek over at your desk. Your eyes immediately landed on your monitor, and a soft smile adorned your lips.

You were right after all.

He was going to be quite the challenge for you.

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[spoiledleaff]

🌿✨ silly little sleep token bracelet giveaway!!✨🌿

hey, hello! :D this post is a give-away post!! i've never done one of these before so forgive me if the setup is a little funky, haha! :') but, anyways! i attended the nyc sleep token ritual at radio city music hall, and i made a massive amount of bracelets for it! :) i did the same thing when i went to see ghost last summer, but this time i unfortunately wasn't able to take the time to make sure i gave all of them away, so i have some extra bracelets left!! :D it feels a little weird to keep them for myself, haha! so this is where you might come in! >:)c

out of exactly 100 bracelets, i'm happy to report that i only have 9 bracelets left! 🌿✨ the 9 that i do have left consist of 2 bracelets for iii and 7 bracelets for iv! :)

these are the bracelets i'm offering up! :D but — since the circumstances for this giveaway are a little more unique, haha! — what are some rules for this? :0 well!

✿ this giveaway is aimed towards anyone and everyone who attended a ritual during the teeth of god tour! you don't have to have attended specifically the ritual at radio city music hall! :) however! please be aware that if i happen to receive multiple/more than one messages at a time, people who did attend the nyc ritual will receive priority/first picks. i don't mean to be rude to anyone! this is just because i also attended the nyc ritual :) i hope that makes sense! i won’t be asking for proof, but i also don’t expect this post to just magically blow up, haha! so i’m taking everybody’s word for this :)

✿ ideally, to give many people a chance to snag a bracelet, i would like to limit the amount of bracelets to one per person!

✿ i hope to mail the bracelets to people who would like one, so, needles to say, please be ready to offer up a valid mailing address where i can send the bracelets to! however, because i hope to mail these little guys, i'm afraid i'm also going to have to ask that this giveaway stays in the united states. ugh! i know, i know! i really wanted to extend this silly little thing to outside the usa, but i think it might be wiser for me personally — since it's my first time doing something like this — if i kept this to inside the usa. i'm so sorry to my dear friends in other parts of the world!! QAQ

✿ lastly, this giveaway is completely free!! :D however, i did have some lovely people ask if i wanted to take a 'tip' for various reasons and, even though i did say 'no', there were some kind people who really insisted i take a little something :') so! if you would like—though this is not at all necessary! i do have some additional means where people can send a small little tip if they might like to :)

✿ finally, please feel free to dm me if you're interested at all!! :D please include the aforementioned proof as well as if you have a preference for which bracelet you might like to receive! :D also please feel free to dm with any questions about the bracelets too! :) i know i don’t take the greatest pictures, haha! so if there’s one that catches your eye, please feel free to ask to see it up close! :D

oki-dokie! i think that's pretty much everything! :) haha! i've never done one of these before so i do apologize if this is very rambly//over explaining and whatnot :'D but! i had such a fun time making these bracelets, and an even bigger of a blast handing them out and meeting new people and experiencing the nyc ritual with everyone too :) thank you for reading!!! ♡♡ and thank you for participating if you so choose to!! :D

also, haha! if anyone was curious as to if you happened to meet me at the ritual, here’s a silly little fit pic featuring my housemate’s cat saying hello, haha! ♡

[alelelesimz]

totk 100% progress ramble :D a bit long

oki so for context i finished totk last july. by then i wasn't using any guides (other than some help in certain puzzles here and there :p) and by the time i beat ganondorf i was at 66.97%! sadly i didn't take any screenshots of how many koroks i had by then but what i know is that i had already maxed out my inventory so it was around 450 or something, not too bad i think.

after this i stopped playing for a few months and this month i got back to it. i started roaming around but then decided it was time to tackle the interactive map. of course i had already finished a big chunk of the game and i didn't really want to go korok by korok checking stuff on the map, so mind you it is not very accurate lol.

here's what i have right now

completion: 84.14%

main quests: 23/23 ✔

side adventures: 60/60 ✔

shrine quests: 31/31 ✔

side quests: 128/139

memories: 18/18 ✔

hyrule compedium: 449/509

recipes: 87/228 (i haven't even started with this, it's just what i randomly have lol)

energy cells: 8/8 batteries ✔

paraglider fabrics: 24/29

koroks: 717 (including the ones i've used for inventory)

wells: 56/58

locations, armor, other stuff like that i'll add later i can't be bothered rn. here's how my interactive map is going (not the one in-game, this is stuff that i have yet to check)

NOW LISTEN

the sky is basically done, i need to check a couple of islands bc i'm not entirely sure i have those chests or not, i still have to do the hebra labyrinth and i havent fought any of the three king gleeoks bc im a coward

the surface is where i'm going the hardest. like i said, there is actually much more stuff that i have already done but i haven't checked yet bc i have to go in game and see if i've done it or not, so keep that in mind.

as you can see i already tackled the entire east of the map. i need to go back to check on a couple of hinox and talus, some gleeok that i havent been brave enough to fight (even tho i literally know how to, they're not that bad really) and yes. i'm not fucking touching lynels or gloom hands unless i absolutely have to lmao.

i'm kinda going region by region, i started at akkala and went all the way down to faron. i'm thinking of going to hebra next since that's the area i've been ignoring the most for some reason, and the few shrines i have left are all in there! so yeah.

and as for the depths, lets just say i have barely touched this map, i have explored a lot but it is still the area i have done the least. idk i just dont like being completely lost and always scared lol. but i do have to go there cause im running low on zonaite from building hover bikes to help koroks lol. i'd also like some good weapons too that'd be nice

anyways that's it thanks for reading my rant 👍 here's a funny pic

[aew-kun-age-regression]

Heyyy can you maybe do a story where Melissa looks over little Scott and Stiles please? Thanks :D

Hiiii!!! Sorry this took a while but I'm actually quite proud of how it turned out now I've finally finished writing it 😂😅

"Babysitter? Parent."

Pairings: Caregiver!Melissa Mccall + Little!Scott Mccall+ Little!Stiles Stilinski.

Summary: How Melissa became a caregiver to two amazing boys. (And nap time)

Warnings: Talk of name calling, Scott and Stiles are brothers 😌❤️, Nicknames. (Sweetie, Mama, Scotty, Hun, Sweetheart)

‼️ THIS IS NOT NSFW ‼️

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Melissa was currently in an interesting situation to say the least. She was currently sat with Stiles laying in her lap gently sucking his thumb as he watched sensory videos on her phone; whilst Scott sat behind her, playing with her hair.

Now she couldn't say she was exactly surprised. She knew her son was a regressor.

He had told her after a particularly hard day at school where nothing had gone right; he kept getting in trouble and he was being consistently named called. When he had got home he had sat on the sofa and just cried.

Melissa had came home and saw her son sitting in the couch. (in the same position he had been in when he first arrived home)

She had instantly wrapped him in a tight hug.

Scott ended up regressing that night, severely comforted by his mother. The next morning the two had sat down and spoke about what had happened, causing Melissa to become his caregiver.

Now Stiles was a different situation. Melissa wasnt 100% sure that Stiles was a regressor originally. However after speaking to Scott about his own regression certain things that Stiles did had started to make sense. And so Scott spoke to Stiles (and Melissa) and now that is how she ended up watching the two trouble makers.

Stiles yawned quietly as Melissas hand found its way to Stiles's hair, playing with it gently.

"You can take a nap sweetie." She said gently, looking at him.

"Mkay mama.." Stiles mumbled quietly.

She smiled at the name.

"You okay Scotty??" She turned her head slightly to look at the boy behind her.

"Im good!!"

"Okay hun, well its nap time now.."

"Oki mum!!!"

A smile broke out on Melissas face as Scott runs off into his bedroom; as she follows slowly behind him, holding Stiles carefully in her arms.

Scott lays down and reaches his arms out for his mum.

"Just let me put Stiles down and ill give you a hug sweetheart" she whispered as she put the sleeping boy down on one side of the bed.

She went to go over to Scott to give him a hug however was slightly shocked to see him already hugging Stiles.

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Ohhhhh he wanted to hug Stiles.

She chickled quietly.

"Goodnight boys.." she said as Scott beginds to fall asleep.

[sunshine-overload]

[BSTS] Ran 20th Birthday 4* Card Story

cw: drinking, getting drunk

chapter 1 -starless hallway-

ran: Nee-chaaaan!

saki: Good work today, Ran-san.

ran: Hey hey, are ya free after this?

saki: I don’t have anything big lined up no… how come?

ran: It’s actually my birthday today, I’m 20!

saki: Oh wow, happy birthday!

ran: Thank ya! So ya see I was hopin’ to invite ya out on a date with me.

saki: A d-date!?

ran: There’s a store I’ve always been wantin’ to go to once I finally turned twenty. It would be lonely if I went all by myself, so please, Nee-chan!

saki: What kind of store is it?

ran: It’s a somewhat fancy lookin’ bar. Ah, it sells non-alcoholic drinks too don’t worry. So ya don’t have to drink with me if ya don’t wanna, I just wanna spend my birthday together with ya.

saki: I see, then if it’s alright with you I’d love to come along.

ran: Yay!

-ran runs really close and tugs at saki’s hand-

ran: Then let’s head over there right now! This way, this way!

saki: Wah, Ran-san! I’ll follow you either way so you don’t need to pull on my hand!

-time pass, alleyway, night time-

saki: (For some reason we seem to be heading really deep into this dark and narrow alley….?)

saki: U-um, Ran-san, are we going to the bar?

ran: Yep~ 

saki: Are you… sure this path is the right way?

ran: Yep yep. It’s a place I really like, so look forward to it!

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chapter 2 -fancy bar-

ran: We’re here~ Ta-daa!

saki: To think there was a store like this in that scary back alley.

ran: It’s pretty nice ain’t it?

saki: Hm…? It looks like we’re the only customers here right now.

ran: Heheh, I wanted to celebrate just the two of us, so I reserved the whole place out!

saki: You reserved the whole bar!?

ran: I asked the owner since this is a special occasion y’know. Once I told him that I wanted to celebrate becomin’ a legal adult he gave the ok. The owner here’s an acquaintance of mine, so don’t stress.

saki: You said it was ‘a store you wanted to visit’, so I had assumed it was somewhere you hadn’t been to before…

ran: It’s true though. I’ve never come here as a customer before. Anyways let’s not sweat the details, today’s my treat so go ahead n’ order whatever ya like! Bartender, gimme ya strongest drink!

saki: Wait what!? Ran-san, I don’t think it’s a good idea to start off with something like that—

ran: What? I’m an adult now, this much should be nothing. Alrightly, let’s cheers~!

-cg

ran: Nn~! This is my first time trying a tequila shot but it tastes pretty good~ It burns ya throat on the way down but I could keep drinkin’ ‘em no problem.

saki: Tequila has a high alcohol content, so it’s probably best not to have too many…

ran: It’s fine. I got salt to lick beforehand n’ a lime to nibble on afterwards.

saki: (That wasn’t what I meant the problem was…)

ran: Bartender, gimme another shot please!

-time pass-

ran: ……….Strange.

saki: Hm?

ran: I asked for somethin’ strong yet I ain’t feelin’ tipsy at ALL. The hecks goin’ on!? The scene was meant to be me getting all drunk n’ happy to the point Nee-chan schemes to take me back home with her!

saki: Schemes!? I wouldn’t do that! I swear it!

ran: I don’t understaaaand! (he bounces up and down) 

ran: Oi, Bartender! Is this water ya gave me, do ya not have anythin’ stronger!?

saki: (Is he drunk or not… I can’t tell!?)

ran: Godammit~ Is this the world tellin’ me I should jus’ be satisfied with the fact I got ta have ya all to myself for a while?….

saki: R-ran-san?

ran (frowning): ….Nee-chan. Are ya happy that I’m twenty? Will ya congratulate me?

saki: Of course, I’ll say it again then. Happy birthday, Ran-san.

ran (happy smile): Okie.

ran: Thank ya, I’ve gotten my energy back now! Allllrighty, let’s keep eatin’ and drinkin’ to our hearts content! An’ then, I’ll be countin’ on ya once I really do get drunk!

—end

*Twenty is the legal drinking age in Japan.

*This card came out in July 2021, so before other cards that feature ran drinking

*Nee-chan - ran’s nickname for saki meaning big sister, it can also be used to refer to young women 

[brick-a-doodle-do]

Alrighty make my brain work to remember who’s in the DC universe again lol. (I may get peeps names wrong)

Batman au

I love the idea of Tommy just being really clumsy but trying to help lol. Gives him love: by making him a crime fighter lol

Now we love good ol Gotham city. Who ideally would fit commissioner Gordon and his daughter Barbara? I’d love to think we’d get someone to fit batgirl here at some point lol.

And honestly I love the idea of Dream as like the Ridler but better. He’s really crafty and just word games! But like that could also be Quackity because again: mind games lol but he’s the joker. Idk these 2 villains could really be either character I think

Also is Techno like the standard Bruce Wayne in this with the tragic backstory and is a billion still? I wanna know his origins lol

And and and is Techno definitely batman or are you sticking with Technos boar theme lore wise? I’m curious :3

Okie thanks for answering 🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭❤️

AGHH thank you sm becky!! brainrot for this au is real and these are amazing :] (and dw it's been a while since i've been into batman. at least it's the easier dc universe and not whatever marvel has going on)

YES love him. i feel that kinda sums up part of his character cause techno just always says "why are you like this" when tommy is running around techno's house stealing stuff and breaking things LMAO

also wilbur himself has said tommy breaks everything he touches. so mini-giant tommy for the WIN

YES we do love a good ol crime infested gotham city >:)

hmm well i might make some changes with the significance of barbara in this au just to fit techno's character, especially with batman's attraction to her. also i want to play around with the whole c!techno being used as a weapon trait,,, i could technically have gordon be schlatt and barbara be tubbo, which would then solidify dream as superman,,,,

god damn it's hard mushing two fandoms together cause usually i just make a new setting for my aus but i have to keep traits from two characters :')

i could see tubbo as batgirl, kind of? just techno taking tubbo under his wing for a bit, like he did with tommy. this could also offer some clingyduo bonding. and some angst if i follow lore iykyk :3

and YEAH the riddler & the penguin are the two people i'd like to have figured out,,, i'm thinking maybe having jack be one of them, but i'm not entirely sure what c!jack is to c!techno and vice versa, but otherwise i wouldn't be opposed to it. jack i can see being the riddler,,,,, but YEAH i do like dream being them, but i think i'm going for superman being dream,,,

i'll need to pirate the batman movies at some point to refresh my memory because i can't keep relying on fandom wiki to help me 😭

techno does have the same backstory as batman pretty much. parents died in a similar fashion. the only different thing is how techno met phil,,,,

and as for his current self i'm not really sure how he got rich. bruce had like his whole company or smth i kinda forget,, anyway i'd say techno just worked really hard doing a lot of different stuff as a kid. maybe phil created minecraft and techno helped a LOT along the way and got a lot of the money from it 😭 both of those can be canon for now fjsdfj

after techno's parents died and he met phil n all, he went into a foster home but ran away from it pretty quickly just because he wanted to do things on his own. and besides, he had a tiny father-figure to help him, he'd be fine. like i said, he did a lot of neighborly chores and worked around the city with part-times to just get some stability,,\

i thought about it, but i'd say he's definitely batman for this au. don't worry i have another superhero au coming soon where he's more technoblade :D

thank you sm for the questions !! fun worldbuilding >:)