#both of them are so aggressively pretty and i am WEAK

[empresskylo]

ೃ⁀➷ call of duty incorrect quotes

⋆｡°✩ all featuring gn!reader insert ⋆｡°✩ AUTHOR'S NOTE | hopefully these aren't cringey lol, i pulled most of them from pinterest. i just thought they'd be fun. let me know if you'd want to see more.

cod masterlist | main masterlist

soap: *bursts into the room, starts panicking* ghost: you: ghost: what happened? soap: no one died you: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER–

gaz: have you heard the joke about the gaslighter? soap: no... gaz: no, you definitely have. soap: no I haven't. gaz: you've literally heard it before. soap: no i haVEN'T gaz: yes you have soap: I DON'T KNOW IT?!? gaz: you're crazy, man. ghost: *hiding his smirk* you: *giggling beside ghost*

soap: I just fell– you: from heaven? soap: no, like I literally just fell– you: in love with me? soap: my fucKING ARM IS BROKEN you: okay, but do you think i'm pretty? be honest.

you: i sleep with a dagger under my pillow. gaz: weak. I sleep with a gun. ghost: you're both pathetic. you: oh?? and what do you sleep with? ghost: soap. you: *spits out drink*

you: what are you, 5? konig [snorts]: yeah, 5 heads taller than you. you: konig: konig: I'm sorry, please don't kill me.

you [on the phone]: uh... price? price [tired]: is the base on fire? you: well...no? price: then it's not an emergency price: *hangs up* gaz: WHAT DID HE SAY? you: he said it's not an emergency. soap [pinned under a cabinet that ghost and alejandro are trying to get off him]: HOW IS THIS NOT AN EMERGENCY

ghost: i invited you into the woods because I crave the most dangerous game. you and soap [both nodding]: knife monopoly. ghost: i was actually going to hunt you for sport but now i'm interested in whatever the fuck knife monopoly is.

ghost: *is carrying all the groceries* you: *holds out a hand to help* ghost: *aggressively moves all the groceries to one hand to hold your hand*

you: can you keep a secret? ghost: do you know anything about my life? you: no, i do not. good point.

[you and ghost texting] you: where are you? ghost: turn around ghost: no the other way ghost: wrong way again you: ghost, where exactly are you?? ghost: at base, but the thought of you turning aimlessly in circles amuses me.

soap: go big or go home! you [tears in your eyes]: i am begging you, soap. for once in your life, go home. please. just this once. go home. ghost: *nods in agreement* soap: i'm going big!

soap: hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers? you: peonies, why? soap: you: were you going to get me flowers? soap: you: soap: it's a possibility...

you: why are you smiling? price: what? can't I just be happy? soap: gaz tripped and fell in the parking lot.

ghost: i wish i could block people in real life. you: restraining order. soap: murder. gaz: jesus fucking chr–

you: so you don't have a thing for anyone at the moment? soap: well... i didn't say that. you: oh. what's she like then? soap: you're just gonna assume they're a 'she'? you: are they– you: are they not a girl? soap: *gay panic*

ghost: i made tea. you: i don't want tea. ghost: i didn't make tea for you. this is my tea. you: then why are you telling me? ghost: it's a conversation starter. soap [looking between you two, confused] you: that's not really a conversation starter. ghost: oh, it isn't? we're conversing, aren't we? checkmate. you [scoffing]: well it's a lousy one then. ghost: never said it wasn't. you: *looking at soap* soap: *looking at you*

price: what does 'take out' mean? alejandro: food. gaz: dating. soap: murder. you: it can mean all three if you're not a coward. ghost: soap: gaz: price: you: what?

ghost: look, i know you think my judgment is clouded because i like soap a little bit. you [holding ghost's notepad]: you doodled your wedding invitations. ghost: no, that's our joint tombstone. you: oh, right, my mistake.

konig: hello, welcome to our first debrief. konig: today we're talking about... you [whispering]: building loyalty. konig: killing royalty. you [under your breath]: oh my god.

ghost: i am a very bad person. very very bad person. i am a horrible person. soap: you: gaz: ghost: "no you're not, ghost! we still love you, ghost!"

[wonton4rang]

A strawberry for two !¡

pairing: bnd legal line X gn!reader

warnings: suggestive behaviour, kissing, making out, graphic description of touching, some smut. and I think that's about it.

summary: how would boynextdoor (legal line - everyone but woonhak) react when you ask them for a bite of their strawberry.

sungho; at first he would be normal, passing you a different strawberry from the plate until he notices the way you shyly pout and take it in slow motion, not wanting to show your disappointment with the outcome. but your boyfriend is a smart boy, he quickly picks up what you wanted: a bite of his strawberry. he laughs at your now pouty lips and the way the strawberry accommodates in your right cheek when you took it in your mouth, he grinned before taking another one and getting close to you, putting the strawberry in between his teeth and signaling your now shocked face to take a bite. which you eagerly did right away, he just laughed at your blushed cheeks when you pulled away after touching his lips. "If this is what you wanted you could've told me, baby. I am always willing to share my lips, and my strawberries with you" You certainly had the best boyfie :((

jaehyun; he would think he's misreading the situation. the fact that you are straddled in his lap, your hands in his shoulders and your eyes dark did not give him the enough assurance that you wanted what he thought you wanted. fun fact, you did. so when you felt that he was not going to do anything, you did it yourself, taking a strawberry with your fingers and pushing it pass his lips, the boy just attentively looking at you with pretty big eyes and cheeks flushed when you leaned forward and took half of the fruit from him, he took the other half and it did not take him two seconds to put a hand in the back of your neck and smack your lips together. he was sloppy, his tongue entering your mouth when you moaned at the aggressiveness he took you with. "y/n, you can't just make me feel hot like this, now we have a problem" he whispered to you, his face red and his voice so low and sweet because he was so ashamed of the boner you could feel under your clothed heat. spoiler: you guys fucked.

riwoo; I feel like he would understand but refuse to do so because he knows how he is, and he knows how you are, so sharing a strawberry like that was not going to do any good on him. yet here he was, both of your hands cupping his warm face, the tips of his ears slightly red and a smile on his lips that made his eyes turn into two little crescent moons. "you look so pretty, y/n" he would whisper before giving you a peck, the excitement building up when you hummed back and took the strawberry to place it on your lips. and damn was riwoo weak, he couldn't physically or mentally deny you anything so he just leaned forward and closed his eyes before taking a bite at the fruit, the acid flavor made him cringe and his own hands came up to hold your face. and trust me, the strawberry was long gone into the kiss y'all got into, hands touching everywhere and the little plate with the berries forgotten in the kitchen table while you guys cuddled and kissed in his bedroom :')

taesan; he might not be into it right away, he may look at you and raise his eyebrows up before asking "what's the point of that?" it's not that he wouldn't do it, he just doesn't understand the hype about it and that's fine!! cause babyboy is doing it regardless. and oh, let me tell you, he loved it. the way it felt so personal when you got close to him, the way he could feel your breath against his mouth, the way you took the berry into your lips and smiled shyly while chewing it. he is sooooo in love, and so hot. I don't think taesan is a highly sex drived person, I see him more into chatting quietly about your day, hugging in bed or even kissing softly with some background music, but when I tell you I see him going all out in you after this, I mean it. he would go crazy, your tinted lips making something on him twitch and his hands were already grabbing your face, a really messy make out session starting in the kitchen counter and finishing on his bed, your legs open and wrapped around his hips while he fucks you slowly yet so hard that you can barely feel your legs afterwards. "I kinda see the point now, y/n" he would whisper before kissing the side of your head and cuddle you until the next morning.

leehan; he's just a bitch. that's it. he knows he's hot, he knows what you like, he knows the whole drill with sharing a strawberry and he will not go easy on you. why would he? you are asking him to do something because you think your boyfriend is hot and you want some intimacy. I can tell that he would just grin, smiling shorty before licking his lips and chuckling when you stared at the action. "if you need some release you can tell me" but you refused, saying it was just something you saw in tiktok and that you wanted to try it, and well, he would've fucked you good if that was what you wanted but now that you said no to him he was just going to tease the shit out of you during your little "a strawberry for two" game. but no worries, he might show mercy on you and give you a nice and deep fuck. someday, eventually.

[igotanidea]

Walk down memory lane : AK!Jason Todd x fem!reader

Warnings: mention of self harm and suicidal thoughts.

You can find other AK!stories on point 4 here: Jason Todd masterlist

***

She was just so tired.

Tired of fighting, of keeping up that fucking hope, of carrying the excessive weight on her shoulders.

She just couldn’t anymore .

Maybe it was time to finally accept that Jason didn’t care about her. That he would never care again. Not in the same way he used to before all this shit hit them. Before Joker, Harley, Arkham…

But she still needed, wanted, craved his love.

But how long can a girl be strong and live in a delusion?

And for the first time in a year she started crying.

What Harley could not achieve, happened because of a boy. No amount of torture and mind games and tricks she was subject to in Arkham, not once broke her. But the indifference and cold treatment from her former boyfriend, the one who she still loved got her on her knees, sobbing and shaking on the bed in her little, cold Asylum cell.

He was right. She was completely alone, no one was coming to help her, safe her from that void that finally found a way straight to her heart. Nothing more than a playtoy, unlovable, weak, pathetic, developing a heavy case of Stockholm syndrome.

Poor girl hugged herself in a foul attempt to calm down, but it was for nothing. Tears were falling freely down her cheeks, turning her into a puddle of emotions she couldn’t hold back. It was like the old wound and the feeling of being used opened and uncovered all the layers she cut off before.

Some people call it trauma, but she couldn’t care less about the terminology.

Maybe it would be better to just end her own life right now just so she wouldn’t have to suffer through another day of such lousy existence. It was Arkham, she was pretty sure she would find something to help her execute her plan.

On shaking legs she stood up from the bed, moving towards the bathroom. The mirror that Jason broke violently after their last encounter was still not fixed and the sharp pieces of glass poked on every side.

Perfect.

Gathering all the strength she had left, she reached towards the splinter and pointed it towards her wrist, assessing the “best” place to cut……

***

She woke up feeling sore and in tremendous amount of pain like never before. Both of her wrists were patched up with the clean bandages and she wasn’t even in her own sweatbox. Honestly, she couldn’t for the love of God recognise the place where she was, until the familiar, slightly muffled voice threw her off her confused state and brought back to reality.

“WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?!” Jason hissed with unconcealed anger and she shivered. “WHAT WERE YOU TRYING TO DO!?” in a blink of an eye he was right next to her, grabbing her chin and forcing her eyes up.  

She was just completely silent, the tight grip of his fingers on her puffy, hurting cheeks causing a few more tears to flow down her eyes.

“I’m sorry…..” she whispered, slightly panicking. He was never supposed to find her, let alone to save her. And why did he? Was it only because he needed her for release in the future? “I’m sorry…..” her whole body shook violently.

“Y/N…….” her name in his mouth sounded almost sweet and the touch got far more gentle, sudden change in behaviour making her freeze. What was going on?

“I……” her mouth fell agape and it was impossible to say a word.

“Did you forget what I told you last time? You’re mine. You can’t just go and decide to hurt yourself this way. I cannot allow it.”

“Why?” she sobbed “it’s not like you care. I am just a reminder of the past, of all those lies you were fed by Batman and your family. Of someone you once were and could never be again.”

“Stop it!”

“Please, please, just let me go. Just let me finish it, please.” Her desperation and panic attack coming out in waves in the form of the aggressive tugging on the dressing, trying to reopen the stitched wounds and cuts. “I’ll do it myself. You won’t even have to lift a finger.”

“Stop it!’

“You can even watch it, I know you’ll enjoy the show. You wanted a show, didn’t you?”

“FOR FUCK’S SAKE STOP IT!” finally he managed to get a hold of her hands, pinning them down to her sides, precluding her from moving, even though she still struggled against his hold.  “Is that what you think of me? That I will enjoy that?”  she nodded shakily “fuck!”

“I’m sorry…..” she whimpered again. She was still here and he was now mad which could only equal to another punishment. And this time it was not going to be intimate. He could really hurt her at any time.

“Baby…..” he whispered, almost without thinking, closing his eyes “princess.”

“Wha….. what did you say?” her eyes grew wide. Did he really use those words or was it just an imagination?

Jason was completely inside his head now, memories flooding his brain like a fucking Niagara. He remembered the past. The moment, when while still being Robin, someone came after her, attacking her and almost eliminating her from the equation. He recalled the hours spend in the medical bay, watching her pale face and the heart rate monitor, praying to whatever entity was up there to bring her back to him. All those little heart attacks caused each time she took a sharp exhale. Falling asleep next to her bed, holding and caressing her cold hand, whispering pleas and promises to keep her safe in the future if she just woke up. Brushing up on how he felt when she finally opened her e/c eyes, looking at him with so much love and concern, asking if he was all right.

He remembered how she cared about him…..  And how he cared about her.

“Ja…. Jace?” she swallowed the lump in her throat, taking the risk to use his nickname, ready for another anger fit, but instead she met his honest gaze, so different from the one she was used to in his Arkham Knight version.

“Don’t ever do this again.” He gasped, brushing her cheek, putting a strand of hair behind her ear “you hear me?  Ever.”

“Jason?” he bottom lip trembled because of that sudden display of emotion from his part.

“Ever.” He emphasised.  “I don’t want to see you in pain.”

“Ok……”

“Anyone who hurt you deserve a punishment and that applies to you hurting yourself. Is that clear?”

“Anyone, but you?” she blurt without thinking and immediately covered her mouth in fear of the words that came out her mouth.

Jason tensed a bit, his muscles flexing but he didn’t move.

“Get some rest. Need you recovered soon. Big plans for you.” He just said and with one final look into her eyes left the room, leaving her completely speechless.

…..

[ippipo]

sukuna ryomen x reader - mafia au? idk but here's sum

Sukuna is the type to buy you expensive presents literally every week. He was a spend-thrift and it was batshit crazy how careless he was with money when it came to you. So you decided to take the matter into your own hands.

You told Sukuna that you'll tear every single clothing he buys you if he doesn't listen to you, to which he casually shrugged and said, "I could just buy you more." After many blackmailing attempts (who are you kidding? this man gets death threats and is attacked at least once every month), you decided to use your ace card.

You didn't talk to him for an entire day. It was pretty childish considering the fact that he was buying stuff only for you, but you recently heard that one of the three powerful mafia groups had gone bankrupt rendering them useless. It scared you because Sukuna's money saving ability was shit despite being the richest mafia ever.

After a few painful hours of knocking on your door, Sukuna was angry and punched a hole into the hard wood. Of course it didn't work, his knuckles started to hurt. That didn't matter to him though, he just wanted to know why you were ignoring him.

"Y/N.." he called out weakly, his voice bleeding with sadness. He had a bad day and he just wanted to be around you. Hearing his pitiful voice, your heart clenched. C'mon, it's not everyday you have one of the strongest people weak on their knees, begging. Seems like you were just as sadistic as the greatest mafia don himself.

You slowly unlocked the door and peered into his eyes, your eyes bearing rigidity that made his cock hard. You grabbed his hand and brought him to your shared bed, pushing him onto it and falling on him, earning a grunt.

You softly dragged your fingers on his palm, sometimes writing his name, sometimes writing your name. He pushed you off to the side gently and got up to undress himself down to just his boxers. He got on to the bed and grabbed you aggressively by your shoulder, pulling you back on top of him, your rightful position.

You bit his shoulder playfully as a payback for manhandling you to which he replied with a kiss on your forehead. "Say, why do you want me to stop buying you things so bad?" He questioned, his voice booming in the quietness of your room.

"Do you want me to tell you the truth?" You asked. "You are to answer my question, not question me back." He flicked your forehead, earning an 'ouch'. "You won't leave me after this?" You asked, ignoring his statement earlier. He looked at you with a deadpan expression.

"Darling, you fucking dumb bitch, I saw you mixing egg yolks with strawberry jam to make a volcano and I'm still with you." He stated. You muttered 'reasonable' before clearing your throat, preparing yourself for something you thought would embarrass you.

"Okay. So, um-" "Get to the point." He said impatiently. "Fine. The clothes you're getting me are the wrong size, they're smaller and I think I grew bigger than last time. I feel weird about myself because they used to fit me but now they're a little tight and uncomfortable and I feel insecure." You said without a break.

"W-" "And I heard some maids saying that three of your enemy gangs went bankrupt and I'm scared you'll waste all your money on things that I won't even use." You added. "First off, how dare you interrupt me." He said and paused.

"Secondly, what do you mean you feel insecure? If anything, I'm the one who was supposed to buy you clothes that fit you, not the ones smaller, it's my fault. And darling, you're a fucking goddess, I don't care if you got bigger, you look just fine to me." He pulled both your cheeks with his fingers and slapped them softly.

"Stop doing tha-" "I didn't marry you for something as stupid as looks, I married you because you're my weird cumslut who can't go a day without dick, plus, you're my wife, no way am I letting something so absurd bother you." He said with a smirk. You slapped his bare chest because of his choice of words, blushing profusely.

"Thirdly, who do you think made them go bankrupt?" You remained silent at that, assured and relieved. "So...you still like me?" You asked. He smacked your cheek and choked you, gently may I add. "Stop asking me stupid questions." He grumbled.

You giggled when his thumb ghosts over your neck, tickling you while his hand was around it. You take his hand that was around your neck and press kisses on his knuckles. He brought his hand to his lips and kissed the spots you kissed, a happy glint in his eye, as if you both actually kissed.

Sukuna doesn't look like it, but he is just happy if you were near him. Your presence is more than enough, a blessing, in fact. To him, you're not a prize, you're a gift, you're a prank gone right, you're his world. Aggressively, he loved you, he cherished you and he will keep on doing it till his last breath.

"I'm still offended you slapped me." You said, turning away when he tried to kiss you. He grabbed your chin and forcefully made you look towards him, to which you didn't object. He gently kissed your lips, capturing your heart and soul within a span of seconds.

A wordless assurance. He needed that to make sure he didn't actually hurt you, because he meant to slap softly, playfully, with pure love, not the kind of slap he was more acquainted with, thanks to his parents (who were dead by the way).

"It's just that..." You began, grabbing his attention though it was already on you. "I don't like the way I look?" It was more of a question than a confession, you were unsure of yourself. There were times you liked the way you looked, there were times you absolutely despised yourself.

It was complicated, your relationship with your body. When you thought you looked good, you didn't. When you thought you didn't look good, you didn't.

It was tough, especially when you're dating someone conventionally attractive. It makes you feel unworthy. That maybe someday he would find someone else. Maybe someone who looks prettier, has both, beauty and brawns.

Even though he treats you like a princess, showering you with his passionate fancy love, you still felt that he could do better. Choose someone better. That thought makes you feel like someone had cut your head and poured vomit inside you, bleaching your organs with vomit, an unshakeable feeling.

You didn't need to say a word though. Sukuna knew what you were thinking. Every thought, every whisper and every breath of yours was familiar to him. It was surprising how well he knew you. Perfect hands wrapped around a perfect waist, your waist. He didn't care how big it was.

He kissed you, aggressively. That's what you called your relationship, aggressive love, which was quite contrary to how he treated you because there was always a hidden gentleness under his aggressiveness. He knew where to draw the line though.

"I don't know why you don't want to believe me, so I might just have to fuck it into you." It was funny how he said it in a very serious tone, he was being serious. "Ryo, I was at a stupid party before coming home and my legs are dead from standing so much." You whined.

"Who says you have to work now? Let me handle your body." He whispered, licking a stripe on the back of your ear. A shiver of pleasure ran down your body, right to your cunt. Oh boy did you know what a night it was going to be.

[taehyuncult]

I KNOW you wanted taesan thoughts, but dry humping with riwoo OR OR JAE- I sjsjkskwnssiw (free to do whole hyung line because I can't help myself 😇)

pookie honestly it doesn’t matter who! i’m always here for anyone (or all-) from the legal line and i did in fact write abt all 5 of them here <3 (i am madly in love with riwoo so pls keep sending in asks abt him omg)

smut under the cut. mdni.

sungho: he might not get it at first, kinda being like ??? we could just have sex instead ?? but once you get going, he understands. you would rock your hips back and forth on his clothed cock, becoming increasingly aggressive due to the desperation. he would hold onto your hips, not guiding you as he wants to see you get off on your own. it’s almost hypnotic for him to see you in such a state; whining for him and he hasn’t even done anything except let you grind against him.

riwoo: angel boy here loves a good dry humping moment, he thinks it’s so fun that he’ll flash his pretty smile at you during it. he’ll hold you close, wrapping both his arms around you, wanting to feel your body against his (specifically your tits). his eyes would sparkle as he looks at you on top of him, as you grind your clothed cunt against his painfully hard cock. the whole thing is so hot to him because it makes you both so needy for each other that the sex that follows is usually so charged and intense. he’ll probably end up creaming his pants though because he can’t handle the pleasure :(

jaehyun: he’s so sensitive and desperate, it’s almost like dry humping is torturous for him. he’ll whine the entire time, groaning that it’s too much and that you should just touch him already. he’s so weak (in the best way) that he’ll probably end up begging for your pussy. the worst, though, is when he can feel your pussy throb through your clothes. he would literally grab your hips, not being able to take it anymore, and start fucking up into you as he pushes you down on his clothed cock. he’s a whore and we love him for it <3

taesan: MY MAN! i feel like he uses dry humping as a fun way to tease you. it feels good for both of you, but it’s not usually his first choice in terms of like sexual stuff?? it doesn’t rile him up to the same extent as the others, like he could get off, but he would rather see you fuck yourself on his thigh. he finds it to be so cute seeing you go so stupid from just his leg.

leehan: WHEW- i feel he could either really be into it or just be apathetic towards it. lowkey feel like he’d love it just because he finds it attractive how turned on you get from it. he’s definitely someone that gets off from seeing their partner feel good, so if you feel good then he’s having a good time himself. he’d let you do as you please, if you want him to have control then he’ll take it, guiding your hips to grind deeply on his cock. otherwise, you can use him to your heart’s content and he’s happy!

[solar-wing]

⚣ BatBro Incorrect Quotes: TikTok 🤳🏻

⚣⏰ A/N → Literally in the middle of brainstorming and writing the 100-follower Conner Kent fic, and this came to mind. If it's good or not, I'm sorry, I just had to get it out. Thank you for understanding.

⚣⏰ Summary → BatBro has introduced TikTok to the Wayne Family...

REBLOGS and replies are greatly appreciated, please! 💛

⚣ ENJOY 🤳🏻

BatBro: And if you let that motherfucker Shanon once, best believe they gonna Shenanigan.

Source: Mya Monaco

Cass: Is Being Gay An Illness?

Cass: Yes, it is. How come every time I kiss a girl, my stomach hurts?

Dick: Those are butterflies.

Cass: Well, they're gay too.

Source: Farha Khalidi

Stephanie: He is not the love of your life!

Stephanie: He is literally just a guy!!

Stephanie: HIT HIM WITH YOUR CAR!

Source: chrissy

Damian: Why do you hoes act like if yeen ain't in no relationship, you gon die? Y'all be weak in the knees. Stand up! STAND UP!

Source: Leezy V

*BatBro with Jason in his weekly therapy session*

Jason: I was silent, ummm...

BatBro👓: Were you silent, or were you silencedSST?

Jason: ...

Jason: The latter.

Source: Beni2.0

Dick: I'm sorry. Not everybody fits in the bad bitch JAN-RAH. IT'S A JAN-RAH. Not everybody fits on the RAS-STA.

Source: Ms.PressureCooker

White people chillen in their house:

*Silence*

Black people chillen in their house:

*Silence*

*Beep*

Duke: I don't know why, but I am offended.

*Beep*

Duke:😯

Source: shaelovve

*Damian chastises his siblings*

Damian: Stop acting like a fucking hooligan! I know your momma raised you in a barn, but around these parts, we have some decorum, okay.

Source: KHAENOTBAE

Jason: No! Hear me out!

Jason: Why would I write the two essays that I had due 38 minutes ago rather than catch up on my fanfiction?

Jason: A bitch can not be academically sound AND lonely!

Jason: I can't where–I can't wear both of those hats. I'm gonna read a fanfiction in 20,000 words or less by a 15-year-old named Sarah who likes Supernatural. I'm gonna do that.

Source: anania

*Tim hanging out with BatBro and Conner*

Tim: And I ain't never seen three pretty best friends.

Tim: It's always two of them motherfuckers gotta be gay.

BatBro:*screams*

Conner: cUt ThE cAMeRaS!

Source: reganladd

*Bruce tells Tim he needs to get more sleep*

Tim: Duh! DUUUUHHH!!! Okay, duuuuuhhh!

Tim: You. Stupid! FUCK!!!

Source: HRH Memes

Jason: Therapy isn't enough. I need to punch that bitch today. Tomorrow is never promised.

*Walks aggressively towards Bruce's office with Wii Sports fencing music playing*

Source: B. Lee

*BatBro threatening Conner forgetting the Kryptonian is bigger and stronger than him*

BatBro: How you gon snap my neck off? Bitch, you weigh 95 pounds. I'm 5'8 almost 200 pounds. You can't snap my muthafuckin neck off, bitch. You'll be dead by the time you think about snapping my neck off, bitch.

Source: KB AND KARLA

BatBro: It is OTOM🍂. *pose✨*

🐦:*squeak*

BatBro: ¡Callate!

BatBro: My husband is cutting the backyard. So I decided to bless him with my company, even though he DOES NOT deserve me.

*walks in Spanish*

BatBro: I HAVE ARRIVED! 👑

*Conner used to these antics but still looking confused*

*BatBro stands in glam while Conner continues mowing the lawn*

BatBro: Good job!

*glam*

BatBro: Yeah, that's enough.

Source: SHIADANNI

*arguing with BatBro*

Damian: Next time you fucking put your hands on me, I'ma fucking rip off your face, bitch!

Dick: What did he do?

Damian: CAUSE HE FUCKING PUSHED ME...

Source: Nikkibussy084

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[nugget-from-neptune]

Child MC with TWST dormleaders (ft. Leona)

Currently having Leona thoughts with a child mc so this will be based on him 😼😼 might do more if the people ask 🙈

PLATONIC ONLY

Leona + child MC (reader)

•Imagine Leona stuck on babysitting duty because Jack is busy with club activities and Ruggie is busy doing some chores and can't keep an eye on you so now you're stuck with an overgrown cat.

• I can see Leona just looking down at you with piercing emerald eyes all the while you're just staring up at him giggling with stars in your eyes. Only for Leona to scoff and to tell you to go play and not bother him, but instead you continue to mess around with him.

• The more time you spend messing around with him, the more louder his growls get as well as your giggles. Leona just can't stand kids and your are making his patience run thin. All the while he's thinking how he's stuck with a Cheka 2.0

• I can see Leona sitting you somewhere else telling you to stay there only for it to backfire and have you attached to his leg the second her turns around. He can only let out 1 big deep sigh before trying to get you detached from him

•Leona pushing you away from him when he wants to nap in the Botanical Garden and snapping at you when you keep trying to get close to him. Then he turns around and proceeds to go to sleep all the while you stare at his back with sad eyes :(.

•So you decide to leave him alone and go to a different spot in the Botanical Garden trying to sleep there only for you to get swept away by Ruggie. Man's tries his best to cheer you up and hearing you complain about Leona with small tears forming in you eyes. Ugh Ruggie gets a little weak and decides to take you with him :)

▪︎Once Leona finally awakens he instinctively looks for you since you are usually at his side or close by, only to not see you anywhere. So he starts looking for you only for you to not appear anywhere so now he starts to worry. Only for him to feel relieved to see you with Ruggie talking the Hyenas ear off.

•Ruggie who scoffs at Leona and makes passive aggressive comments at him for being rude to you. While you stare at Leona with big eyes from behind Ruggie. All the while Leona just endures it and decides to give u a half assed apology. Which you gladly accept and rush to hug his leg all happy.

Child MC: I love you Mr Leona :D

Leona: I am not old and I hate you.

Child MC: Love you too :)

•Leona who always listens to you're small rambles ever since he made the mistake of not listening to you. You didn't talk to him for a week straight always huffing at him and having a adorable pout on your face. Even refusing to let him hold you. Ruggie to the rescue to tell him what happened and decided to never do the same mistake again.

• Leona who gets low key jealous when you compliment another dorm leader. Always huffing when you compliment them and tell him how cool they are.

Child MC: Mr Vil is sooo cool and pretty. He even did my make up and my hair :D.

Leona: ...ok

Child MC: Ooooh they even told me I'm pretty and that I would make an excellent model. They even said they wanna make plans with me

Leona: OK but has he ever given you clothes and taken you out to go shopping for those plushies of yours? *scoffs* I think not-

Child MC: but they ha-

Leona: well I did it first so I'm clearly better

•Leona who feels a migraine forming when Cheka visits him and meets you. All he can hear is the praising from both of you and the begging from you two for him to play with yall.

Leona: fine I guess I will indulge you two and play

Cheka + MC: yippee :D

•Leona who always makes sure you are well fed and clothed. Always cursing the headmage when he sees you running around in your short little legs doing small errands while you clearly show you're tired.

Leona: stop whining you need to get some rest

Child MC: noooo I need to give these documents to Mr Divus from Mr Crowley

Leona: I will do it for you so stay here

Child MC: oh ok :)

•Leona who always lays on his side reading a book to you laying next to him. So whenever someone sees Leona on his side they can't see you unless they call your name out then you pop up like one of those lion cubs who lay next to their moms. 🥺

•Leona who is the "I don't care about you, but the minute you mention someone being mean to you they will personally hear from me and I will only indulge you for a little bit to show you I care" big brother figure.

☆Authors Note: sorry if Leona seems OOC just needed to get this out there 😫. Leona seems like the cool big bro type so I needed to indulge on this 😊

[kyouka-supremacy]

Hi!! Gin for the ask game?

Yay Gin!!!

Favorite thing about them: Oh man there's not much to talk about in canon outside of the oc I made from them. But I still think they're very cool!! I also find them felling affection for Ryuunosuke to be very sweet, they're the only character in the whole series together with Higuchi who's ever shown to genuinely care about him.

Least favorite thing about them: How they weren't given a personality outside of “Akutagawa's sister”. Like, I love Gin, but being honest, it's more of loving the character I built pretty much from scratch for them in my mind, because canon literally never gave them a personality. Also, I don't like the voice actor choice for them… I don't know if I'm being conservative with this, but I find that kind of hyperfemininity they're depicted having sometimes (their high-pitched voice, the onsen scene in Wan) pretty stereotypical, that taste of “all tough girls deep down actually want to be delicate and femminine” from old medias I don't really vibe with.

Favorite line:

This one, because it's funny, and specifically because it's a non-verbal line. I like the idea of Gin using their sword more than they use their mouth.

brOTP: Look, I'm weak for siblings dynamics. They're always my favourite thing. I don't remember ever having an hyperfixation that didn't include siblings dynamics. I love love love the Gin / Ryuunosuke relationship and could talk about them for days. ALSO the Black Lizard in general I've already talked about them here I care so much about them. I really like tachigin platonically too. And I like Gin's dynamics with Higuchi, I actually like them better platonically.

OTP: I dig everything tachigin, I really like them and the “I'm not who I say I am but you know me better than myself even though you don't know my true identity” deal they have going on. I also like the idea of Gin and Naomi 👀👀👀 talkative gf x gf who's never said a word their whole life. Also my personal crack ship Gin × Paula ThePromisedNeverland

nOTP: ... I don't really dig higu/gin. Higu/gin friends, please forgive me. I just think that starting dating the person your brother has repeatedly abused would be super awkward, and I don't think I really like the idea of Higuchi basically dating Ryuunosuke's sister as rebound guy. Also it's just a thing with me and not being a fan of vanilla / sugar spice and everything nice wlw ships. I do acknowledge they have their fair share of scenes together and that they're perfect to be interpreted romantically!! The latest volume 23 omake especially, it can perfectly be taken as romantic. It's just not something that does it for me, and tbh I like them better with having a kind of sisters dynamics, with Higuchi being this kind of very exuberant and silly self-assigned older sister and Gin who just likes her and enjoys hanging out with her.

Random headcanon: Oh boy, may I introduce you to my Gin brainrot. I really have so many ideas about them. Apart from what I've already mentioned, I really like the idea of them having selective mutism, especially as it's shown in Wan. I don't think they're someone to talk in general. The Akutagawas household must be death silent 24/7 lol.

Unpopular opinion: I just wish people would give them more flaws. I'ver read my fair share of Gin fics, and in all of them they're always this kind of sassy / funny / witty / pretty / confident / charismatic / overall perfect person. As result, I find them quite boring to read, and they particularly pale in comparison to Ryuunosuke; especially since at least for me it's his flaws that make him such a compelling character. I wish we'd extend some of his flaws to Gin too. They're bad at communication and expressing their feelings. They're aggressive and pessimistic. Idk, anything that makes them a little more human.

Song i associate with them: How To World Domination by Neru. Just the overall imaginary it evokes of two siblings close in age fighting together in a world that is both violent and war-ridden, and terribly domestic and mundane. The feeling of being lonely together. Them both fighting to become a better version of themselves, a kinder version of themselves, even, before my heart grows numb from the cold. This song really is one that always evokes the Akutagawa siblings in my mind whenever it comes on shuffle. Also, Re-education by Neru, for similar reasons.

Favorite picture of them:

Favourite panel from the manga:

Favourite illustration:

Favourite illustration in the anime art style:

Favourite Mayoi card: (Band Gin you will always be famous)

Send me a character?

[woodsfae]

B5 s03e12 Sic Transit Vir table of contents - previous chapter

A two month break isn't too bad compared to my seven month break last year, right? hah

Ivanova seems to be having a naked-at-work dream?? Lol, yes it was. I am actually amused that even in her dream the staff had the nerve to act like anything was out of the ordinary.

Vir checking out his future throne! Get it.

Was Vir also having a dream? Interesting way to open an episode, if so.

Londo having a totally normal reaction to having a bug buzzing around your apartment. Maybe going after a bug with a sword is actually good enrichment for him? I'm impressed that he got it.

"Do you know that you are smaller than I thought you were?"

LOL

Ah, Londo's second-greatest weakness, a beautiful Centauri woman. (his first greatest weakness is someone offering to commit war crimes to elevate his political standing.)

Awww, Sheridan and Delenn are so cute nowadays I can hardly stand it. Just…oozing adorableness at each other at all times.

VIR. You are an ambassador in your own right. Don't be so deferent to Londo!!! You are peers!!

Who tf arranged this marriage?? I hope Lyndisty is nice if they do get married. Ah, answered immediately. One of Vir's uncles, and Lyndisty's mother.

She seems nice. I tentatively like her. And it seems that Vir does, too!

"If you give me a chance, I promise you: when we cross beneath the swords and boughs…it will be for love."

I hope so!! I don't like it when bad things happen to Vir. He takes it like a champ but it's like watching someone kick a puppy.

"Do you think I'm pretty?" "Oh, deliriously! But I always associated delirium with fever. So…there you are."

Wow! I feel like that was definitely his first kiss.

"If kisses could kill, that one would have flattened several small towns."

Lyndisty is coming on SO strong it worries me that she's going to be nefarious. But Vir probably would need any partner to be much more….bold than he is.

Sheridan made Delenn a Minbari dish!

Not well it seems. Their courtship COULD be so rocky, but both of them are so determined to be genial it's actually so smooth!

Well Sheridan did say that nothing stays calm on B5 forever. What instigated this attack, though?! And Zack Allen, if you wanted the attacker to survive, maybe don't shoot them in the head??

Personal grudge against Vir seems…unlikely. And makes me way more suspicious of Lyndisty.

As horrified as Ivanova is to be asked what ladies like in bed, she's definitely a better option to ask than Londo, Vir is right.

Well now idk what Vir is talking about and also don't want to know! Keep that cursed Centauri sexcapades knowledge away from me please.

Delenn is wildly good at speaking indirectly but completely clearly. Wow! If she flirted with me like that I would simply perish.

All two thousand Narns that Vir got off Narn are dead! That's a hell of a motivation for a revenge killing. And the immediate cut to Lyndisty, again, makes me very suspicious of her.

FUCK YOU LONDO. ugh. gross fucker.

Ahhh, Vir faked killing them. Good for him! But maybe he faked their deaths too well, since there's assassins after him now. Vir has been doing so much good work, wow!!

FUCK YOU LONDO. why does he always have to be such a nasty, power-climbing, fascist dick?

"They're Narns, Captain, they don't need a reason for murder." goddamn shut up.

Lyndisty is a "nice" racist. It isn't their fault they're an inferior species, but their inferiority is justification to genocide them!

oh god.

not such a "nice" racist after all, though none of them are, really.

Wow B5 always goes hard. this is dark as fuck. Lyndisty helped murder entire Narnuan villages to "curb aggression," She might be one of the most gleefully murderous characters that's appeared on the show so far. Perhaps second only to that panacea episode with the war criminal.

Here's the puppy-kicking. Stop, Londo. Fuck.

Someone else to be sad for Vir about! No more vacation on Minbar, and emotionally attached to genocidal fascist who has personally murdered hundreds of Narns with her bare hands. Yikes.

And we never found out what happened to the Narn that Lyndisty captured! Hopefully he got free and then snuck into her shuttle back to Narn so Vir can be a widower. He'd get over it.

time for some arthuriana

[callsignpatron]

Knight in shining-whatever (Bradley Bradshaw x female!OC)

Please leave some ideas/requests below, I am having a ton of fun writing these but am looking for some good prompts, even ones for regular imagines/ non OC related prompts!

Summary: After having to eject during one of Mav's dogfights, Brandy sits in Penny's bar nursing a bruised ego and wondering how after everyone in the squadron came to visit her, Rooster managed to be the only one not to. That is, until he decides to take matters into his own hands, getting into a fight with Hangman at the bar for almost killing her, and then having to explain himself for never showing up to make sure she was okay.

Warnings: alcohol consumption, angst/fighting

Brandy sat at the bar, her sore muscles finding some relief as she leaned against the bar for support. That morning during Maverick's dogfight, Hangman left her and her RIO, well, hanging- as per usual. She got caught in turbulence, causing both engines to malfunction one at a time. She did everything by the book, but it was simply to far gone for an in air  fix, causing her and her wingman to have to eject. She fully understood that what happened wasn't really on her, but it didn't change the anxious feeling in her chest that felt like it weighed a ton. She lifted the cold beer to her cheek where a small bruise had formed, sighing as she closed her eyes. 

"You know, its very disconcerting when you drink beer." Brandy heard a soft voice behind her and cracked a smile despite not opening her eyes. She felt a chin plop down onto her shoulder before she leaned her head to the side against it. 

"I'm okay, Nat." she cooed back, opening her eyes and shooting her best friend, Nat, a reassuring glance. Natasha raised her head off the small blonde's shoulder and gave her a doubtful look as she slunk into the stool beside her, causing Brandy to huff with another smile. "It's just my head, I'm really fine. Little bit sore." she explained, leaning her head into her hand as she spoke to the other female pilot before taking another sip of beer. 

Brandy had a hard time with this type of stuff; she didn't love to be taken care of or fawned over too much, she felt like it made her look weak especially in a training situation. Which was why she was incredibly surprised that most of the pilots visited her once she got back to base to make sure she was okay. She appreciated it, she really did, but she just found it odd, especially knowing the competitive nature that had been going on between all of them during the training exercises. They were all slowly becoming family, and one she was grateful for at that. But it was also the exact reason that she couldn't understand why Bradley had not been one of those people to visit.

Nat had told her that when her plane went down and Maverick's worried tone for her to eject was heard over the small radio back in the hangar, Bradley had nearly lost his shit over the small pilot. Which brings her right back to wondering why she hadn't seen the boy all day. The two had shared many close moments over their past few weeks at TopGun preparing for what they could only describe as the incredibly insane low flying mission they were tasked with. So much so, that she assumed the two had pretty much started a relationship at this point; and yet, here she sat at the bar nursing a bruised ego with beer instead of being taken care of by probably the only person she would ever let. 

"No tequila for you tonight, Patron?" Hangman teased from behind her, Brandy's face taking on a slack faced, cold expression, putting her beer bottle down onto the counter a little too aggressively and with a grip that was just a little too tight. She could hear that stupid fucking grin on his face. 

"Brandy don't worry about it- Hangman would you shut up?" Nat tried to console her and beat off Hangman at the same time, standing up from the barstool she sat on. 

"I've decided a beer bottle would be easier to shove up your ass, Hangman." Brandy suddenly said, her face and voice both emotionless before taking another swig. This was really not what she needed to deal with right now. Any other time? Not really, but especially not now. Nat's jaw dropped slightly as she leaned her back onto the bar, most of the other pilots laughing in a chorus, and glanced down at the blonde pilot who refused to swivel around to look at Hangman. She couldn't hide the proud grin, making Brandy smile every so slightly despite the pain it caused in her cheekbone. 

"Is that any way to speak to someone who came to visit you-" 

"I didn't ask to see your fucking face of all people-" Brandy started to argue in an aggressive tone, her voice slightly raspy and fed up enough to spin herself around on the bar stool. There was a buzzed fire starting behind Brandy's eyes as she eyed the cocky pilot who really just seemed to be enjoying riling her up. 

"Brandy just leave it, there's no point in ending up with a broken hand too." Nat mumbled next to her, grabbing her arm and pulling her back down onto the bar stool that she didn't even realize she stood up from. Without taking her eyes off Hangman she pulled her arm free from Nat's grasp a little harsher than she meant to before swiveling back around to face the bar. Nat shook her head at Hangman before joining her best friend again whose head was already back in her hands. 

Just from the short exertion of energy, Brandy felt like someone had taken a screwdriver and shoved it through her orbital. The bruise on her cheek sent pulsing pains into her eye and she held the beer bottle up to her face again. The more she though about it, all she wanted to do was be with Bradley, maybe its even the reason she came to the bar in the first place, in hopes she'd find him in his usual spot. Would that have made her feel better or worse that he was drinking instead of making sure she was okay, she had no idea.

"Are you sure I can't get you a real ice pack for that?" Brandy looked up from her self-pitying internal conversation to be met with the kind eyes and smile of Penny. She shot back a grateful smile and shook her head as softly as she could without worsening the head ache. 

"I'm okay Penny, thanks." Brandy took a swig of the beer as Penny went back to wiping down the bar. She hadn't even realized that Bradley had walked in, although his eyes weren't trained in her direction anyways. Nat noticed first, grabbing onto Brandy's forearm tightly as she surveyed the way there seemed to be lasers coming out of his eyes that positioned themselves right at Hangman's back. Bradley's face held nothing but anger with a clenched jaw that was in stark contrast to his bright outfit consisting of his usual Hawaiian shirt and white tank top. 

"On second thought, we might need that ice-pack." Nat mumbled without taking her eyes off Bradley and slowly sliding off the bar stool. At this point, Brandy looked down at the grip Nat had on her forearm and then to her face where her eyes were wide but rest of her face clearly trying not to express alarm or worry Brandy. Brandy's eyebrows knit together slightly before she glanced over her shoulder right in time to see Bradley swing and sucker punch Hangman right in the jaw. 

"Oh you've gotta be kidding me." Brandy grimaced, her forehead meeting her forearm which was down on the bar top. Nat was already rushing over to the boys to break up the fight with the help of some of the other pilots who had come into the bar along with Hangman. Brandy lifted her head up with a huff before climbing down from the bar bench. the neon lights making her squint slightly from the migraine like pain. 

"Bradley-" Brandy started but he had already managed to hit Hangman again, making the small blonde roll her eyes before picking up her pace toward the scuffle. The low bun that her hair was in bounced slightly as her pace quickened before she managed to shove herself in between Bradley and Hangman, much to Nat's dismay. By the time she was able to separate the two slightly, her head was pounding and strands of her bangs hung in her face. 

"Bradley, back up!" she growled, pushing her hands into his chest much less forcefully than if she was fully recovered. For as light as it was, the small shove brought Bradley's attention away from Hangman and down to the small blonde pilot in front of him who looked just about as similar to a fire cracker. "Get outside." she added through clenched teeth and a point of her finger to the deck. Bradley's gaze rose back up to meet Hangman's who was leaning against a table with one hand, the other raised to his nose that was dripping blood. He hesitantly backed away toward the deck before turning on his heels and stomping outside somewhat like a child with Brandy following suit, steam coming off her skin and that nagging pain in her head throbbing with every step. 

"What are you, a fucking child? Huh-" Brandy started screaming once they were out on the deck, shoving Bradley in the chest with the same ill-produced shoves she used inside. "What the fuck was that you absolute fucking asshole- you- fuck!" she screamed, cursing word vomit after word vomit because it was really all her brain could muster with the remaining working braincells she had. She was fuming, this was really the first time she saw him today, and she's playing teacher for a schoolyard fight. 

"You done yet?" Bradley tested and immediately regretted the words, standing up straighter as Brandy's jaw opened slightly, anger filling behind her eyes until he was sure she was thinking of a million and one ways to make his plane crash the following day. 

"No where near fucking done Bradley- what the hell was that? Huh? I haven't seen you, all fucking day. I have seen everyone in this goddamn squadron except you until now, where you walk in here all guns-a-fucking-blazing, my knight in shining armor, goddamn bullshit to avenge me?" Bradley just took the screaming, surprised, honestly, that all that fury could come out of such a small person. But mostly, he just took it because he wasn't even really sure he had an answer for any of the questions she was asking. The truth was, he was fucking scared out of his mind when her plane went down. For a good few minutes he had no idea if she was dead or alive and he lost it. Mav had eventually found him forty minutes later to let him know she was alright, but Bradley had already nearly been in tears at that point. He felt like he needed to see her, because he just couldn't lose her in the same way he lost his dad, but the feelings that bubbled to his surface about the blonde pilot were equally as terrifying as losing her. And so, he waged an internal war in his head that lasted nearly the whole day, back and forth back and forth until the sun was down. The thing that didn't scare him, though, was giving Hangman a piece of his mind for almost killing her, and so that was what he decided to do.

"You walk in here a few weeks ago and fucking start something with me that I'm really not sure at this point you can finish being that I almost died and you couldn't get your ass up to make sure I was still breathing- like was it all a joke?! Making me fall in love with you like that again only for you to still be too goddamn scared? Are you a fucking child?!" Brandy kept word vomiting and finally Bradley was kick started back. 

"I-" he started in an angry tone but quickly lowered it, not really bringing himself to be able to yell at her. His mother taught him better than that. "I thought you were dead." he settled on, his face going red with embarrassment and about how stupid the statement sounded. You thought she was dead goddamnit you really are an idiot-

Brandy paused, her eyes narrowing as she knew that everyone was alerted that she was not, in fact, dead,  Bradley bracing himself for the criticism of his statement, "You thought I was dead?"

"Yes." he stuck with his story, playing as dumb as he could and praying it got him out of this unscathed. 

"So you came here, to punch Hangman for killing me? Did I get that correct?" Brandy spoke slow, her anger bubbling even further to the surface and wishing she could look away from those damn eyes she was in love with. 

"Yes, there are flowers in the car." he finished with a nod. Now that one, he told himself, not entirely a lie. Good job. 

Brandy moved a hand over her mouth as she began to pace back and forth. The silence was killing Bradley, but he really couldn't bring himself to speak as he watched her pace. It honestly broke his heart, to see the bruising on her face and on her arms, the way her skin looked too pale for the normal tan complexion she sported from days in the sun. All he wanted to do was hug her and roll her up in a blanket and take care of her-

"Okay, I knew you weren't dead-" he suddenly blurted.

"Wow, a fucking genius-"

"Would you let me finish?" he raised his voice slightly, leaning onto the railing of the deck and bringing his non injured hand up to his face, dragging his hand over his mouth. Brandy crossed her arms. "When I heard your plane go down over the radio I panicked. Mav found me, like, an hour later crying in my room because well- that's... how my dad died- ejected like that and I guess when I was listening to your voice panic over the radio and Mav's voice yelling too I just- I couldn't help but think that that's what it sounded like for my dad too. So, I knew you weren't dead but I felt like I couldn't tell what was real or not and if I walked into that hospital room and you weren't okay I don't think I could live with myself because you are literally all I have besides Mav and that's complicated-" 

"Rooster-" Brandy tried to interrupt him, guilt washing over her about how she yelled at him when all of this was purely done out of fear of what happened to his dad happening again. 

"I do have flowers- in-in my car that wasn't a lie I have flowers for you-" he continued to talk quickly, tears beginning to sting his eyes as the blonde walked over to him. Brandy sighed, gently picking up Roosters bloody hand off the railing of the deck and surveying the damage of it; her tiny hands gingerly probing around at the bones to make sure everything was okay. Her energy felt completely drained after the fighting, but even with the pain she was feeling, all she wanted to do really was comfort Bradley. 

"He wouldn't admit that he could have killed you." Bradley said through a slightly clenched jaw watching Brandy check out his hand. He thought about punching him again as he said that; how could he not understand the weight of that?

"Hangman is an idiot..." she mumbled refusing to let go of Bradley's hand but finally looking up at him. His brown orbs of eyes seemed to already be watching her intently, although looking much more hurt and worn down after the conversation. "And now he knows that very well thanks to you." she added with a small smile and gesture to his hand, making Bradley relax ever so slightly about the blonde being mad at him. 

"Hey I'm not..." Bradley started again suddenly, his good hand making its was to her waist where his fingers clung onto the belt loops of her jeans the way they normally did when they were out at the bar, his little way of saying she was with him. "I'm not playing games, this wasn't and isn't a joke to me. I'm... definitely falling for you too." he finished, regaining some of the confidence that she was used to seeing him with. Butterflies swarmed Brandy's stomach and chest at the words that she actually quite frankly forgot she had said earlier. 

"I'm sorry-"

"No you're not apologizing for this one," Bradley laughed slightly, Brandy smiling shamefully at her habit of apologizing for everything and moving her gaze to the ground until Bradley's injured hand nudged her chin up slightly so she looked back at him again. "I'm sorry that I didn't make it around to seeing you today because I was too caught up in my own head to go to you, and I'm sorry for being your knight in shining whatever punching Hangman for you-" Brandy rolled her eyes even though her smile grew, "And I would really just like to go home and take care of you. It's really hard to see you like this." his thumb grazed over the bruise lightly, but Brandy nudged her cheek into his hand enjoying to comfort until the slight wince of Bradley's face reminded her that was his bad hand. 

"Oh, fuck sorry." she said before her hand covered her mouth quickly, making both of them laugh. Brandy leaned her head forward onto Bradley's chest as they laughed, the arm not around her waist snaking its around around her shoulder. He kissed her  forehead softly, enjoying the smell of her soft perfume that always lingered around her after she was showered. 

"Can I actually go show you those flowers now? I am really proud of them." 

"Yes," Brandy laughed with a sigh, pulling away from Bradley slightly before allowing him to lead her to the car, his hand in her back pocket as they walked. "You need to let me look at that hand when we get home though."

"On second thought, why don't you stay here with Hangman-" he teased, only to received a jab to the ribs which he rightfully deserved, causing the two to laugh even more. 

[bunnieshoneys]

china, thoughts

nico rosberg please come to every race im so serious. hes so fucking funny and genuinely incredible to listen to, especially in quali when he was talking through the laps... god i love listening to him so much

sainz... sainz... at the risk of being biased (i dont like sainz very much, lol) i really need him to Stop! im getting a bit sick of him just consistently blaming everything but himself for performance issues and refusing outright to be a team player. Between the comments on the sprint, fighting leclerc way too hard considering it was in a sprint for one (1) point and leclerc was faster (and could have caught perez!) and considering that he was carrying damage there too! no reason to not let your teammate through at that point. then the comments on the grand prix start losing places to russell and implying it was leclerc's fault for defending against him the same way HE did yesterday? god. please. just own up to being slower. charles has had zero issues owning up to his mistakes and low performance in australia and japan (both quali issues caused partially by the DNA of the SF-24), so why can sainz not do it?

as an offshot to this, sainz crashed out in q2 of quali and it was HIS fault and the commentators/pundits have barely mentioned it???? even using it as an excuse to praise the team?? and the bias is insane. i can think of a few drivers who would be ripped to shreds for the same mistake. ultimately it didnt mean anything because he got the car going, but god.

alonso recieving three penalty points for his move on sainz in the sprint (deserved penalty, but very harsh) but stroll and magnussen committing war crimes on ricciardo and tsunoda and only recieving two??? um???? FIA????

ferrari in general was hugely underwhelming and benefitted from a shockingly bad strategy call from AM to go on the soft (alonso on the hard likely wouldve finished above sainz, at least). Mcl also benefitted.

mclaren was a LOT stronger than we thought! but i think this is likely as a result of ferrari looking weaker than expected as well, regardless, lando delivered a great drive and dotd deserved today!! (never trust lando when he says they'll be weak, hes a LIAR!)

ferrari again: seem to only work on the medium tyres right now. they have to be a bit more aggressive or hope for much hotter temps in miami because they've gone so far on the tyre deg that they can't heat the tyres or get them into the correct performance window particularly in cooler conditions

piastri has struggled all weekend with tyre deg and i still believe this is why norris is clearing him, but !! piastri was carrying SIGNIFICANT damage after the safety car incident involving RIC/PIA/ALO/STR, so he did a decent job limiting damage. he stayed incredibly calm and composed. great drive from him.

speaking of damage control, hamilton recovered very, very well. p18 to p9 isn't bad, and considering russell was only p6, probably not far off what he could've managed with a "normal" quali, so...eh. not where merc wanna be, but maybe if they wanna be higher they could build a better car /j

RB got SHAFTED today holy shit, and ricciardo was on to score points too... yikes. pretty costly but neither driver was at fault even remotely.

STROLL??? LOOK WHERE YOU'RE GOING? fucks sake man

hulkenberg points in a haas what the hell is a polar bear doing in arkansas texas (he defo deserves that chance at audi, he's criminally underrated, shitbox whisperer)

williams... im looking at you.. score points...

verstappen dunking like twenty seconds on his teammate..... bro

off track helmut marko did NOT stop yapping about sainz exposing all his contract talks LMAOO apparently RB do not want him for the money he wants, which after this weekend i can see why. hes horrible at being a no2 driver

anyway. onto miami. need a charles leclerc front row start or ill die from withdrawals. also desperately need imola to be HERE

things to look for in miami:

logan home race!

mclaren bringing upgrades

i think ferrari might be bringin some very minor things also

peace out bye

[everythoughtihave]

When Muggle Studies Met Potions.... Part 2

It pretty much did in your opinion. You sat there, wondering what to say to the man you just bumped into who made you weak at the knees in both a good and bad way. It was awkward, with professors engaged in conversation on either side of the both of you while you had to sit there in silence. The tension was thick enough to cut through, thick enough for everyone to see it surround you two. You couldn’t believe your sense when you realised it was Snape who tried to end the silence. He was not one for talking, let alone talking for the sake of talking. “How are you feeling after your little bump? I know the floor is awful to fall onto” He practically whispered while staring forwards out to the hall. He just wouldn’t look at you even when you replied, “I may get a bruise but it’s not like anyone would see it” You chuckled. Snape didn’t know what to say so you added, “Thank you for the concern, Professor Snape”. You had to admit, it was incredibly awkward. “It’s Severus, unless you want to sound like an annoying student” He replied. “Anyway, what was that infernal thing you were wearing when you were being careless in the hallway?” You thought about how you’d tell him what on earth phones and headphones were, but you had an idea. “After dinner, come to my classroom and I’ll happily show you how it works and tell you what it is?” You didn’t receive an answer, but you thought his curiosity had been piqued enough to warrant a visit from him. You didn’t poke for a response and just ate your dinner.

Once you’d finished you walked back to your office to tidy both the room and yourself up. You felt nervous, you didn’t want to be nervous. Yes, he was mysterious, yes, he was passive-aggressive, but you could not hide your desire to get to know him, and find his soft side. You started to mark some of the last papers in that pile you abandoned to go to dinner; if anything was going to distract you from the nerves and worry, you’d be stood up, and it’d be that. Just as you had finished the last essay, you heard the door open. He showed up. Why did he show up? You couldn’t help but think it; he hated your chosen field of interest and yet, here he was. “Oh, Severus, you came...” You half muttered to him. “You did tell me to come, Professor Y/L/N” he replied “And contrary to everyone’s gossiping and beliefs, I’m not that rude. I wouldn’t ignore an invite extended in kindness, to learn” he whispered, seemingly feeling somewhat hurt by his reputation. “If I am to call you Severus as to ‘not sound like an annoying student’, then you simply have to call me Y/N; I think it’s only fair,” you told the man who looked rather handsome in the candlelight. “If you insist” Severus hissed in his usual way. You smiled slightly and told him all about smartphones and headphones and what their purposes were, and you enjoyed teaching him.

After what was probably seen by Snape as a lecture, you put the headphones over his ears much to his dismay. You then got the phone and opened Spotify to play your favourite song; safe to say, it made him jump just a little bit, which you thought was quite cute. Once the song was over, he asked to look at the phone to see what other songs were on there; he wanted to see if there were any songs he knew, maybe some musicians from the wizarding world put their music on there or made muggle music too. You then told him “You can listen without the headphones, Severus, let the music play out the phone” He took the headphones off and gave them to you so you could do whatever it was you needed to do. A song starts playing through the phone and you turn it up, moving towards him you place the phone on a table and ask for his hand. You were feeling brave at this point and practically forced him to dance with you to the music. “Why are you dancing with me, Y/N?” Snape asked tentatively. “Why not?” You replied, already sad before hearing the answer. “No one ever wants to dance with me, no one here even likes me,” He whispered, clearly worried about the response “Everyone thinks I’m just mean, evil even, when I’m just too used to being alone”. You tightened the grip on his hand, wanting him to know that not everyone thought that. “I don’t think that, not everyone thinks that. Not really,” You said, trying to comfort him “In fact, I quite like you”.

He didn’t know how to react. He had never been on the receiving end of something like that. He wanted to say something but didn’t know what. He could tell his silence was making the situation even more uncomfortable. “I’m sorry, Severus, forget I said anything if that makes it easier” you shyly offered him. He liked being liked especially by someone like you. “No, I appreciate the sentiment and am glad I have at least one friend by the sounds of it” He thanked you. “I have always had a soft spot for you, your kindness, your naivety, you never let anyone feel alone or silly for anything” He admitted. You blushed, feeling embarrassed and nervous. “Right, well, thank you but it’s getting late so we should be going to bed so that we can be ready for our lessons tomorrow,” you said, trying to pack up. You tried to walk past Severus and he grabbed your arm to stop you, “At least let us finish this conversation at some point tomorrow?” he asked. “Okay,” you said, “but only if you bring me some food and butterbeer when you do”. Giggling, you walked away to your room ready to dream about your potential growing relationship with Severus Snape.

[apomaro-mellow]

The Bright Side S01E03: Brace Yourselves

S01E02

Steve was watching some mindless tv when El came through the front door, bags in hand from the mall.

"Someone was busy", Steve commented as she placed them right on the coffee table.

"I went to the mall!", she exclaimed, exuberant.

"Clearly. Whatjda get?"

"I got some shirts, some new scrunchies, I'm basically revamping my whole wardrobe. Max said I should've when we moved."

Steve nodded along as he watched her take more stuff out of bags. He noticed two new bracelets on her left wrist. And then another two on the other.

"New accessory?"

"Some guy at a kiosk was selling them. And I couldn't say no."

"You gotta be careful around those kiosk guys. They're ruthless", Steve said. "Remember when me and Robin worked at a keychain kiosk?"

El got a haunted look in her eyes. "I'd never seen her so aggressively nice. But they're cute right?"

"Yeah. Cute. Just make sure you avoid their eyes. We kiosk folk can smell weakness."

"Aren't you working at a gas station now?"

"Once a kiosk guy, always a kiosk guy."

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"You're still wearing that?", Max asked when El showed up to school with one of the four bracelets she had bought that weekend.

"I think it's a nice bracelet. And I don't have a ton of accessories."

"You know what that means? More mall time", Max decided.

"Hey El", Mike greeted. "Nice bracelet."

"Thanks", El blushed.

"Yeah, I really like the color, uh green."

"Smooth", Will rolled his eyes.

"Maybe I'll get more. They've got a ton of colors", El beamed.

"Cool", Mike said.

"Cool", she said.

"Okay, since we're all cool, how's about we get to class?", Lucas cut in before either one could trip over their words.

"I'm right behind you", Will said.

The bell rang and the whole group went into their classroom. El was determined to get more bracelets if Mike liked them so much.

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After school, Jim and Hopper were in the living room, taking some planks out of a box when Dustin, Mike, Lucas, and Will all walked in without even knocking.

"Hello children who don't live here", Jim greeted.

"Where's El? Didn't she walk home with you guys?", Steve asked.

"No, she said she was gonna stop by the mall before coming back", Dustin said as he made himself comfortable on the couch.

"What are you guys doing?", Mike asked.

"Putting together a shelf", Steve answered as he removed the last piece from the box.

Will's eyes narrowed a bit. "Is this because of what my mom said?"

"No/Yes", Jim and Steve both answered at the same time.

"Little Miss Byers seems to think I can't put together a shelf as good as this Bob guy", Jim said, basically contradicting himself.

"It is a pretty nice shelf", Will said. "Now Jonathan had a place for his camera stuff."

"Yeah, well I can beat that", Jim said.

"I don't know", Steve took out the instructions and began looking through it. "This looks...not easy. Where'd you get this thing?"

"New place. Ikea", Jim said as he grabbed one piece. "It's a shelf. I don't need instructions. Just hand me that other piece."

Steve did as he was told and Jim started to hammer away at the shelf parts.

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Meanwhile, El was by the kiosk again, looking at the different selection of rubber bracelets. Not only were there several colors, but many of them combined colors. She wondered what Mike liked other than green. Maybe he'd like blue? Or yellow?

"Please tell me you're not thinking about which one Mike would like", Max said, arms crossed.

"What if I am?"

"He's a boy. And boys don't notice when girls do things for them."

El's face screwed in thought. "Like that time you wore your hair in a ponytail and Lucas didn't say anything?"

"Exactly! I spent like ten minutes getting it just right only for him to not notice! I was in the bathroom forever!"

"10 minutes is forever?"

"It's long enough. And too long for a guy who doesn't notice details. Like Mike."

"Mike noticed today though. Maybe he'll notice a new one. And maybe bracelets can be my thing."

"They most certainly can", said the employee, waiting for the right moment to strike. "These kinds of bracelets can make a statement. But if you want something more versatile..."

Some time later, El came through the door, five bracelets on each wrist and a suspiciously large plastic bag in her hand. All eyes turned towards her.

"...Whatcha got there?", Steve asked.

"Just some...stuff. Whatcha got there?", she gestured to whatever Steve and Jim were doing.

"Building a shelf!", Jim shouted from underneath a pile of shelf pieces.

"You know, eventually", Steve added.

"Why are you guys here?", El asked the boys.

"Enjoying the show", Lucas answered.

"Also, we agreed to hang here after school", Dustin said.

Will nodded. "Yeah what took you so long?"

"I was getting more bracelets."

"Well, we gotta be getting home now", Mike said. "Good luck with the shelf?"

"I don't need luck I'm an expert craftsman", Jim said.

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The next morning, El jingled down the stairs, having evolved from rubber bracelets to beaded ones with charms.

"When Hopper said he needed to put a bell on you, I don't think that's what he meant", Steve said, already in the kitchen getting breakfast together.

"Where is he anyway?", El asked.

Steve pointed through the entryway towards the living room. El poked her head out and saw Jim sitting in his chair, staring pensively at an indescribable arrangement of wood that was supposed to be a shelf. El quietly went back into the kitchen.

"When did he get up?", she whispered.

"I don't think he went to sleep last night", Steve confessed.

El mouthed 'wow' and Steve nodded.

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Steve was in the middle of ringing up a customer while Robin restocked the candy.

"Okay, I've see another bag of Skittles I'm gonna puke the rainbow. Your turn to restock the shelves", she said.

"If I see another shelf I'm gonna puke. And it's not gonna be rainbows", Steve said.

"Your dad still hasn't finished the one he started. Hasn't it been days?"

Like on cue, the phone for the gas station rang. Steve answered it.

"Steve? Come home, I've had a breakthrough. But I need four hands for this."

Steve let out a sigh. "Four whole hands?"

"Today is the day this gets finished. I can feel it."

Jim hung up and Steve pinched the bridge of his nose as Robin walked over to the register.

"Uh, hey, isn't that your sister and her friends?"

Steve looked up to see El walking in the direction of home with another heavy looking back, bracelets up to her forearms and a few on her ankles as well. And if his eyes were deceiving him, some threaded friendship bracelets held her hair up. Steve held up a finger.

"One family member break down at a time."

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Steve was aching and tired and Jim was sweating and the shelf was nowhere near being done.

"What are we even building anymore? A bedframe? A tv stand? I can't remember."

"It's a shelf and it's getting done whether it likes it or not", Jim said, holding his hammer threateningly at the object.

"You guys are obsessed", El said from the couch. The bracelets now went up to her elbows, up her calves, and there were even some tied to her belt. Rubber, beaded, threaded, charms and all.

"El...has anyone told you about your bracelets?", Steve asked.

"Mike said he liked my green one."

"Which one?", Jim asked, looking at her like it was his first time seeing her.

"Ummm, it'sss...it's around here somewhere", El said as she looked up and down her arms, moving other bracelets out of the way.

"I think you could stand to lose a few", Steve said.

"But bracelets are my thing!"

"Is not-standing your thing too?", Jim asked.

"I can stand!" El suddenly got to her feet but with her equilibrium off, she teetered before falling back onto the couch. "Well! Can you stand? You've been up for nights trying to build that thing."

Jim immediately shot up to his feet only to just as immediately fall face first onto the ground.

"Steve?"

"Yeah, Hop?"

"I'm callin' it quits with this shelf."

"Okay."

"Steve?"

"Yeah, El?"

"I think I should call it quits with these bracelets."

"Okay."

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"You don't need to ask Mr. Bob to fix it", Jonathan said as he snapped pictures of the mess of pieces. "It's actually a pretty good commentary about progress at the expense of tradition."

"Uh, yeah. Either way, make sure he makes it over here. I want a shelf. Not art", Jim said, swirling his coffee around. "What's happening out there?", he asked, gesturing to the backyard.

"A holy ceremony", Jonathan said cryptically.

All of the kids stood around El and Erica Sinclair.

Lucas stood as an officiator. "Do you, El Hopper, agree to relinquish all ownership over these accessories and transfer all titles?"

"I do", El said.

"And do you, Erica Sinclair, promise to care for these bracelets, so long as they are in your possession?"

"I do", Erica replied.

"Then let the transfer be done", Lucas ordered.

El and Erica shook hands. Then El slid all the bracelets on that arm onto Erica's. She did the same to the other arm. And then pushed a cardboard box with the rest towards her.

"What're you even gonna do with all those?", Dustin asked.

"Turn a profit", Erica said as she picked up the box. "Girl scouts go crazy for these things."

Episode 4

[lilcindy]

Yandere Tolys Laurinaitis

Warning: obsessive behaviors, Poland is mentioned, mentions of wars, mentions of Word War II, historical events

Disclaimer: This can be cringe-worthy since this is the personification of a country, reduced to some anime trope, what I am indulging in can be harmful. Also, I go after comic events in the manga, not historical

━ A healthy relationship consists of two healthy individuals who acknowledge and accept responsibility for themselves, and Lithuania is a magnet for toxic ones.

━ His victim must be a nation, It takes a lot of time for Tolys to get used to someone, he's even willing to ignore the people who actually respect and appreciate him ( Estonia & Latvia) for his longer relationships.

━ Tries to be helpful to everyone, especially to his victim. Like helping them with legal issues, and giving them food and protection, If Lithuanian is not the official language of the Nation! darling, if we can say that, he will translate his most famous books, into their official language(s), which will be in vain since he never asked your permission in the first place. It doesn't matter, he LOVES helping/working for you.

━ As a yandere, Lithuania feels pretty threatened by his victim's independence, mainly due to a lack of security within himself, but doesn't really do anything about it. Finds it embarrassing to feel that way and he hates embarrassing stuff! ( attempts to restrict your choices many times)

━ He always overthinks his relationships with his obsession.

━ He is genuinely a kind person, unlike the average Yandere, he wouldn't wish to harm his love rivals. 

━ Too infatuated with his obsession that he can't see their flaws.

Before the partitions of the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth:  

━ He used to control Middle and Eastern Europe during the Middle Ages. He's a great leader and will always give you his best strategies. Since you're a Nation, he's not that overprotective despite being a Yandere but if you clearly are in danger, he won't hesitate to cut some throats.

 ━ It says that 'he used to be awesome before but he hasn't been blessed by his bosses'. I think Lithuania is willing to joke around, however, I don't think he will actively seek a romantic relationship with them. 

━ Why? He's born in the middle of a war, and as I said, he always overthinks his relationships with you, It may sound awful, but if you're not Poland, he will often hyperventilate when he puts scenarios in mind, where you and he had to war with each other.

━  Poland often calls him out for his obsession, calling it creepy, and weird as hell. Though,

After the partitions of the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth:  

━  The time when he was taken by Russia, well...he gets less time to be with you since Mother Russia overworks him to the point of exhaustion, Don't worry, he is Russia's favorite!

━  That is why Russia overworks him to the point of exhaustion. If You had bad blood with Russia in the past or currently, he will ask, in a forceful way, Lithuania to stop his yandere tenancies, after all, he is his property. ♡

━ If not, he still doesn't have time for you...he always sheers a tear while thinking about you. Lithuania will ask Poland for his news about you while drowning in alcohol. 

 ━ If you are also Russia's subordinate. He will always be concerned for you, like extremely, literally handed three handmade documents that tell how to please the Great Fearful Russia with being bullied.

━ While hesitated to cut some throats, since over time he developed a weak stomach, and couldn't handle the gore too much. 

Modern Days:

━ Now that Mother Russia is gone.  

━ If he was asked oh-so-aggressively by Russia to stop his obsession, he would immediately rush to your house, clean it, and cook for you, as I said before he loves working for you.

━ If you guys are both subordinates of Ivan, he will boldly ask you to get rid of stuff that reminds you of him. He will NOT insist if you rightly so refuse.

━ He has a better relationship with Poland, and this one doesn't approve of this relationship and constantly reminds Liet that his obsession isn't normal.

━ He will never let go of his unhealthy crush.

[butwhyduh]

I've finally got my liver back on track after being sock for months and besides smooth skin I've got my libido back.

Yay!

It got me like

How about a quickie with Tim before he has to leave for work in his suit attire.

Like yes very important and powerful businessman do me 🥵

Woop woop! Happy for you anon! I had some liver issues a few years ago and a big side effect was itching 😬 and I literally scratched bruises into my skin in my sleep. Anyways I got reply off topic lol but I am glad you’re feeling better

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I got an ask for Tim drake being a boob guy and so i put them together. Hope you don’t mind!

Tim felt he was pretty complicated in general. He wore about 15 hats as far as jobs. He was a vigilante and CEO of a company. But there is one area that Tim is simple. He likes boobs. That’s his thing.

Now most people think good boobs are only perky big rounds on porn stars. No. Tim likes all sizes and shapes and genders. But currently he had eyes only for a certain set.

In a soft thin light cotton sundress currently being worn by his girlfriend. You smiled up at him while looking beneath the bed for your shoe with one hand.

“What’s up?” You asked and he really had to compose himself at the slight jiggle as you pulled on a stuck heel. You caught Tim’s looking.

“Really? You’re going to be late,” you teased. Tim shrugged shamelessly.

“I’m kinda the boss,” he answered with a sly smile. “Wouldn’t be the first Wayne late for this reason.” Tim pulled you up and his hand slid to the small of your back. “I like this dress.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhmm yeah, definitely,” he answered while kissing your throat. He pulled the fabric up your thighs as your made quick work of unbuckling and unzipping his dress trousers. You pulled his shirt tail out with a frustrated huff.

“Too many layers,” you murmured while pulling his pants down. Tim laughed at your aggression. “Don’t laugh. I’ve been crawling the wall,” you said as you wrapped your fingers around his hardening cock. “But someone has been having board meetings all week. I’m about to board you at the meetings.”

“Oh shit,” Tim said amused. He pushed the straps of the sundress down to pull out your breasts. He bent to kiss and nip at them both.

“Timmy,” you finally whined, wanting him to move on to more. He turned to around and pushed on the small of your back gently until you leaned over bed. Tim slid the dress up to show your ass and he groaned when he could see no panties.

“Fuck babe,” Tim said before getting to work. He lined up and pushed in to your warm wet heat. He set a moderate pace while pulling you up to play with your tits.

“Faster,” you said, reaching under the dress to rub your clit. Tim’s hips snapped against yours quicker and you closed your eyes at the sensation. He thought the way your mouth made a little o when when you were close was so cute.

“Don’t stop,” you gasped as your hand sped up. Tim ducked his head in the hollow of your neck, kissing the skin as he breathed heavily. You made little gasps and moans before inhaling like you were going to hold your breath. You writhed and clenched around him as you came. Your legs felt weak as Tim held you steady. A few more snaps of his hips and you felt him cum as well. Tim pushed deeper and held you close for just a minute.

“Now I have to go to work when you’re home in my bed,” he groaned as he pulled out. You grinned at him.

“I mean, the boss can miss a day..”

“Don’t tease me like that. I can’t skip again,” he said, kissing you before fixing his clothes. You teased him one last time by wrapping a leg around his waist and kissing him soundly.

“When you get back.. I’m fucking ruining you,” you whispered in his ear. Tim gulped as he tightened his tie.

“Understood.”

[peace-coast-island]

Diary of a Junebug

Go with the flow like the autumn koi and swim away without a care in the world

I should strive to be more like the autumn koi in the Moonlit Choral Brook. They follow the rhythm of the river like it’s a dance, always moving forward. I wonder how the world looks from their point of view through the crystal clear water.

We’re in Sunburst Villa for a fishing tourney involving autumn koi obviously. They’re kinda like the village’s mascot, so it’s no exaggeration to say that they’re everywhere. I don’t mind, I think koi are pretty, especially the autumn koi with its warm and vibrant colors.

Along with the journey, there’s MellowCon, an anime convention where Alexi and Emma are attending. Of course, I got a couple signed prints from them, one of them having been commissioned from Cheyenne, who regretfully couldn’t make it. Luckily, the next convention Alexi’s going to is about half an hour away from where Cheyenne lives and they have plans to meet up with some old college friends during that weekend.

We’re also hanging out with Jamie and the Linnea Squad for some sightseeing. Jamie wanted to treat the Linnea Squad to a vacation when she found out an old friend and her traveling party was in the area, so she introduced them to us.

The fishing tourney has been fun in a chill, low-key kind of way. I always prefer events more of that pace than something big and extravagant. Sure, those can be fun, but they also can be draining. For me, fishing is about taking it easy, so it makes sense for it to be a low stakes kind of thing. It would be nice to catch lots of huge fish and get a nice trophy, but that’s not a priority for me. I’m just here for the cool sea creatures.

MellowCon was also fun, although it’s not really my scene, so I didn’t really spend a lot of time there. To be honest, I really only hung around Alexi and Emma because I’m not familiar with the other shows and games over there. Really, I only know a very small handful of characters they play, specifically from Pillars of Stone and Flame. Still, it was fun looking around and seeing all the art and cosplay.

At least I was able to get into the conversations revolving around Pillars. Along with Emma and Alexi, it seems like a lot of the English VAs really kicked off their careers with Pillars - and most of them happen to be fans of the game too. The new update’s coming next week with a new exploration area and story chapter, both which I’m hyped for.

Along with the excitement for the new update, we also talked a bit about that dev, the one who was memed in an interview for coming off as a snob — and rightfully so, to be honest. Apparently, she made a spectacle of herself in a podcast by being sort of passive aggressive towards the fanbase. From my understanding based on translations, she doesn’t like the criticism towards the writing, except she kinda blows it out of proportion.

I mean, I kinda get it, but at the same time those criticisms are usually valid. I got interested in Pillars for the story and exploration, and while I am invested, I find the writing to be uneven at times. In other words, when it’s good, it can be really good, but when it’s bad, it falls flat. At least, in my opinion, the story has improved a lot since the beginning, though pacing seems to be its weak spot.

The podcast also goes a bit into Constellation Matrix, which is another game produced by the same company as Pillars, and that was what prompted the dev’s rant as she worked on both. I don’t know too much about Constellation Matrix’s lore, but there’s a lot of comparisons made between the character Fury and Pillar’s October - who happens to be played by Emma - in terms of their character arcs being similar.

From the gist of it, Fury was a fan favorite, at least until the writers butchered her character arc so badly that she died an anticlimactic death. In other words, she was a well written character with a lot of potential to take the story in another direction. Fans speculated that the writers didn’t want to commit or something, so they decided to kill her off and then act like she never existed. Of course, fans protested and the phrase “offed like Fury” became a thing. Even the company and the devs poke fun at it occasionally.

I mean, imagine screwing up so badly that you sort of became a cultural phenomenon, like, damn. I can see the parallels between Fury and October, which are likely intentional, though I think I have faith in Pillars to not pull an “offed like Fury” with October. I mean, October’s second character story chapter’s coming out in the new update, so she’s not disappearing from the spotlight anytime soon. Really, the only thing I’m worried about at this point is the pacing, especially later on when the story begins to focus on other characters.

And on an unsurprising note, that dev isn’t a fan of “offed by Fury” and went off on a tangent on why it was necessary for Fury to die and people were too dense understand what it meant for the narrative or something. I didn’t understand most of it, but she seemed really defensive over that for some reason, which is what people are memeing over because it really is ridiculous.

Aside from hyping about Pillars, the biggest highlight of MellowCon for me was seeing Alexi and Emma with their fans. Both of them never imagined that they’d make it as voice actors, not with the way their families discouraged them from pursuing it. And now here they are, living the life they never imagined would be possible if they hadn’t taken the plunge. It really is amazing to see.

Alexi had a pleasant surprise when her brother showed up with his friends to support her. She mentioned that out of her family, she has a difficult relationship with her oldest brother and their father after the accident. The way she describes it, they see her as damaged goods, a traumatized amputee who should be ashamed to be alive. Sounds harsh, but that’s just the sad reality of how some people are.

While things are far from ideal between Alexi and her brother, at least they’re talking. It’s sad that they used to be close, only for him to pull away when she needed his support the most. She said the worst thing was that he was being dishonest, always making up excuses to justify treating her like she’s less of a person. And when her voice acting career took off, she felt that his “support” was purely superficial, as in he only cared when it benefitted him.

As for her father, not only he looks down on her, he also thinks that voice acting is not a real job. His response to her getting more recognition as a voice actor was basically along the lines of, “Do these people have anything better to do? Aren’t they tired of her yet?” How rude.

Alexi said she wasn’t super close to him as they didn’t really have a lot in common to begin with, but they got along pretty well back then. She described him as old fashioned, the kind of person who thinks that people should just develop a thick skin and get over it. Basically, although he’d never say it outright, he’s ashamed of having a disabled and mentally ill daughter.

By now, Alexi’s accepted that they’ll never see eye to eye. She admits that she can be difficult, though I don’t think that’s an excuse for him to cast her aside like that. Sounds like the kind of person where there’s just no winning with them. When you’re at your lowest, they make fun of you for being weak. And then when you stand up for yourself, they complain that you’re unreasonable and stuck up. Sometimes you just have to say “Fuck it, I’m not bending over backwards just to get your approval.” Alexi’s been through a lot of shit and she doesn’t have time to deal with people like that. Good for her!

Then we met up with Jamie and her friends, the Linnea Squad and Caerwyn’s adventuring party. Linnea and her comrades are still traveling with Jamie from time to time, mainly because they need a mentor figure to look up to. They’re still at large, so going off on their own isn’t the best option.

Linnea’s still trying to reason with Jet and Gabe, but it seems like her pleas go in one ear and out the other. There’s no point in forcing them to talk if they refuse to, so she has no choice but to let it go. She and the others are still hoping for a reconciliation, but knowing how stubborn and hardheaded their friend is, they’re gonna need a lot of patience before things settle down. As long as he’s not causing trouble, and potentially putting the rest of the squad at risk, Jamie advises that it’s best to leave him alone for now. Sounds like a tricky situation, though I think the squad’s handling it well.

As for Caerwyn, she’s an elf mage who’s adventuring with her apprentice mage Salka, and Kalle, a warrior from the Glacial Mountains. They were planning to travel further up north, but they encountered problems at the Hallowed Pass. There was another member, a healer mage they picked up during their travels who later parted ways not too long ago, right before the group headed towards the Hallowed Past.

The ordeal the party experienced over there caused a considerable setback, but since they’re not on a strict schedule, it’s not that big of a deal. Basically, there were a bunch of curses and monsters acting haywire to the point that the roads became inaccessible. Caerwyn said it was just their luck that their healer mage just left because he happened to have an innate immunity to some of those curses, which would’ve made cleaning up a lot more easier. Still, it wasn’t anything that Caerwyn couldn’t handle.

While Caerwyn and Salka took care of the curses and flying monsters, Kalle handled the beasts and whatever physical obstacles came their way. The whole cleanup took nearly four days and they succeeded in reopening those routes, a feat that Caerwyn said would be considered impossible for most mages and warriors. I don’t think she’s exaggerating, otherwise, I think Jamie would’ve called her out.

Those four days really tested their stamina, especially for Kalle, so they have to take it easy for a while before going back on the road. Since they have to cross the mountains and blizzard season is approaching, which can get deadly in these parts, the group figured that it’s not worth risking their necks out there. Along with overexertion, Kalle also sustained some injuries while fighting, so he had been on strict bed rest orders.

Caerwyn and Salka are almost fully recovered while he still has to take it slow. And of course, he’s gone a bit stir crazy from being in bed all the time, but at the same time too tired to really do anything. That can be a drag sometimes. At least he was well enough to join us on the tourney for a bit and catch some autumn koi.

Since there’s no way of knowing when’s the next time they’ll cross paths again, Jamie and Caerwyn have a lot of catching up to do. Jamie says Caerwyn doesn’t have the best sense of time because she has a long life, so Salka often has to keep her in line or else she’d be taking them on detour after detour. After all, she may have all the time in the world, but for us humans, we don’t really have that luxury.

Salka has explored the village in and out, so she’s become our tour guide. The three of them tend to do their own things when they’re staying somewhere for a while. Caerwyn likes to look for shops that sell magic stuff, according to her, shadier a place looks, the more likely you are to find some treasure. Jamie wasn’t exaggerating when she said that Caerwyn’s a walking tome on magic. While she’s off doing that, Salka’s exploring the shops and replenishing on supplies, and Kalle’s running around helping the locals out.

There’s a cafe that’s not too far from the tourney, so it’s become our hangout spot. Not only the pastries are good, they also have these cute autumn koi rice cakes for the occasion. It’s kinda become our thing to end the night with rice cakes, green tea, and a couple card games.

The nightlife is pretty active here, so Caerwyn and Salka have been using these game nights to seek out a new member to join their party. As their journey goes on, they realize that they need a healer, preferably a licensed medic. The guy who left, Emlyn, wasn’t a medic, but he was a mage who Caerwyn considers a genius. Not only he’s immune to most curses, which is considered unusual, he can easily heal ailments that are difficult for even the most experienced mages. And the worst part, according to Caerwyn, instead of putting his gifts to good use, he spent most of his life living with regrets. Based on her tone, I wonder if she’s speaking from experience.

Before going off their separate ways, Emlyn left a notebook on various spells and medicinal herbs for common ailments, which has been a godsend for them. While that alone has been helping them get by, Caerwyn’s open to recruiting a medic just to be safe. According to her and Jamie, those kinds of mages are considered to be very niche, which is why it’s hard for them to find one. Basically, mages aren’t very common, and licensed ones, especially in the medical field, are very few and far between. Emlyn happened to be a unique case, so their replacement has some big shoes to fill.

Well, like Caerwyn says, there’s no rush. It’s not healthy to live life burdened by worries and regrets. Sure, there are things that are outside your control, but don’t let that stop you from living. Although Caerwyn’s made a name for herself as a powerful mage, she says she can’t help but feel like she hasn’t done enough, which is why she’s on this adventure now, to take it slow and really get to know her companions before she inevitably outlives them like most of her friends.

After getting burned out with the incident at the pass, she said seeing the autumn koi swimming in the river reminded her why she and Salka set out on this journey in the first place. Instead of a definite endpoint, they’re just going with the flow like the koi, and they’re content with that. Even if you decide to stop moving, the currents will take you along anyway whether you like it or not, so you might as well let it carry you away. You’ll end up somewhere, and you have the choice of exploring your surroundings or just burying your head in the sand. Like I said before, sounds like Caerwyn’s speaking from experience.

It won’t be long before we all go our separate ways again. Jamie hopes it won’t be too long before she and Caerwyn cross paths again. There may be no guarantees, but considering how much Jamie travels, Caerwyn bets that they’ll meet up again in the future, and hopefully introduce her to their medic. From how Jamie, Salka, and Kalle talk about her, Caerwyn is an interesting figure, one who I really hope to meet again in the future if fate allows.

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