#but the cheese is my sanctuary

[thatboxylady]

baby has discovered

s o f t b l a n k i e

and how to be

✨ C O M F Y ✨

[demonicimagery]

you ever get so fucking deep in a dungeon that you’re like. oh i came here for a reason! that wasn’t dying a thousand times to some hellish minions!

[incorrectbatfam]

Do the batfamily members ever get too into their undercover work? (Undercover in an office and theyre worried about spreadsheets, working in a warehouse and coming home complaining about missing parts)

Bruce: Status updates on your undercover missions. Dick, you first. What have you got down at the docks?

Dick: I haven't confirmed the Killer Croc sightings yet, but more importantly, our catch hasn't been measuring up to last year's. Tuna we're doing okay on, but the salmon population seems to be on the low end. I've contacted the Department of Wildlife and Fisheries but it'll be another 3-5 business days before they can come down and check it out.

Bruce: At least you're doing something to help. Jason?

Jason: Class was okay. I think the kids are warming up to me as their substitute while Mrs. Maloney is out on maternity leave. The average on the last vocabulary quiz was 83.53% so either I'm doing my job right or they need to be challenged. I'm worried about Tristan Lancy, though. He's normally a good student but his grades have been dropping recently and his parents don't seem like safe people to tell. I'll talk to him tomorrow and try to pair him up with a peer tutor if he needs it.

Bruce: Also see if he has any alternate contacts besides his parents. Tim, any updates at the chemical plant?

Tim: If by updates you mean OSHA violations, I could go on all week. We got a batch of new recruits today and they were just thrown into the work—no PPE, no safety training, nothing. This is what happens when you place production over employee well-being. I'm gonna file a complaint after this meeting. Also, I think the union will have something to say about the manager cutting people's lunch breaks short.

Bruce: I see. Damian? Please tell me you found something volunteering at the zoo.

Damian: Depends on how you define "found." While I have not obtained evidence of a mutant larvae black market, I did help some of the animals at the sanctuary make progress with their recovery. Bobo the monkey is healing from his broken arms and we're gradually getting him re-acclimated to climbing higher surfaces. Suzie the black bear was born a little prematurely but seems to be catching up to her peers in terms of growth. Lastly, we got a grant for additional wildcat research and enrichment. As an aside, we are having an educational seminar on European mountain goats this Friday at 3:30 and I expect all of you to be there.

Bruce: I'll put that on our calendars. Steph?

Steph: It's not really undercover work for me, just work. Anyway, yes the newest Batburger location is being used for money laundering. But I really need to vent about the customers for a sec. We don't open until 10 and at 9:30 this morning some moron was banging on our door demanding Jokerized cheese fries. Then right in the middle of the lunch rush, Janie got sick so I had to fill in as the cashier and it was hell. After that, I had to step in between a fight at the drive-thru because the customer claimed we only gave him nine pieces of his ten-piece Robin nuggets and tried to beat up the kid who took his order. And to top it all off, an entire high school hockey team came in five minutes before closing.

Bruce: Cass?

Cass, blowing balloons: Can't talk. Arranging bat mitzvah.

Bruce: Duke, you're my last hope.

Duke: Margie's bringing a peanut butter chocolate cake to the bake sale. I swiped her recipe and we can easily beat her. Her ganache is way too watery and just runs off the top of the cake, which isn't even leveled. She's also trying to do something with a raspberry filling that isn't working at all. It's like she couldn't decide on what to bring. The bake sale committee also asked if we can bring some apple pies because the original baker has to go out of town for a family emergency. I think we'll win if we bring them with some ice cream and a touch of caramel, even though this isn't a contest.

Bruce: Thank you. At least our most critical case has been taken care of.

Barbara: ...I'll save my book launch for later.

[virginsexgod69]

❝ Video Star — ✩❞

pairing (Season 7) Negan Smith x f!Reader

cw smut, unprotected p in v, slight humiliation, pussy slapping, bow jobs, name calling/ pet names, sex tapes, porn photography?

summary You and Negan have some fun with a digital camera you found on a run.

note ahh this is my first time writing for negan, so i hope it's okay... jdm is just tooo fine. i have wild thoughts whenever he's on screen 🫦

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"Smile!" you said before snapping the photo, taking Dwight off guard. The picture was blurry and unfocused and due to the flash, he was squinting and not even looking at the camera.

"The hell?" he questioned looking at you crazy. "It's a camera, duh. Found it on a run," you explained. He walked off in an annoyed huff leaving you wondering what crawled up his ass and died. You continued walking about the sanctuary taking pictures of unsuspecting people.

"Laura! Say cheese," you prompted the blonde woman as she approached you. She rolled her eyes and held her hand up to the camera, affectively ruining the picture.

"Negan wants to see you," she said. You turned off the camera and looped the strap around your wrist before heading toward his room. What is was he wanted, you had no clue. Your relationship with the man in charge was an odd one. Toeing the line between wife and solider, you had no clue where you stood. Sometimes he sent you on runs, other times he spoiled you with little treats so you wouldn't have to spend any of your points. Once, when he called you in to have a glass of 30 year old scotch with him, the two of you ended up fucking in a drunken haze which lead to regular hookups. You knocked on the door once you arrived and waited patiently for him to let you in, wondering what he wanted and hoping it was to hook up.

He opened the door, revealing him leaning against the door frame in his white t-shirt with Lucille in hand. You stood there nervously, not knowing what to say or what mood to expect from him.

"You just gonna stand there lookin' stupid or you gonna come in?" He asked. He had such a way with words. You stepped into the large room and let him lead you to the couch by the small of your back. You sat in the chair facing the couch he took a seat in.

"Got a little somethin' for ya," he said with a wolfish grin on his face. You relaxed a little as he seemed fairly happy.

"What is it?" you asked, excitement lacing your voice. He reached behind his back and tossed a ball of white fabric at you. You held it up and revealed it was a sheer, lace babydoll dress. Heat flooded your cheeks as you realized that he expected you to put it on.

"Um...could you look away while I change," you asked shyly.

"I've seen you naked, been inside you, but you don't want me to see you change?" he mocked.

"Neeegaan," you whined. He rolled his eyes with a sigh, but covered his eyes with his hand nonetheless. You made quick work of stripping off your clothes, including you underwear, and put on the sheer number. It was a bit small. It struggled to contain your breasts and stopped at your mid-upper thigh, but to Negan, it added to your sex appeal.

"Goddamn, baby. You look fuckin' hot!" He said as he admired you. It was so sheer it barely left anything to the imagination and the lacy parts made you look angelic.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer," you teased with newfound confidence brought on by Negan's words. Then you remembered your digital camera. "Here." You tossed the camera to him. He caught it and smirked when he realized what it was. A lustful look washed over his eyes as he turned the device on.

"On your knees," he ordered using his leader voice. You quickly and eagerly obeyed him, which only made his dick harden in his pants. He walked over to you and grabbed you jaw in a large hand, tilting it up to look at him before snapping a picture.

"Just look at you. My pretty little doll." And that's exactly what you felt like. His pretty little doll. His to dress and pose and fuck however he wants. It made you wet, giving him full control over you like this.

"Take those panties off." Your body was hot with lust and shame as you slid the moistening garment off your body.

"Get on all fours." You did so and he manually readjusted you to how he wanted. Your ass in the air and back arched with your chin rested on your arms crossed beneath you. The skirt of the dress slid up your body, exposing you to the cool air of the room. Negan snapped a few pictures of your face before moving behind you. You squeaked in shock when you felt his finger slide up and down your slit.

"Damn. So wet and I barely touched you." The humiliation of him taking pictures of your bare pussy only made you wetter. You got on your knees again and turned to face Negan.

"Let's make a sex tape," you suggested as you fiddled with his belt. His signature grin blossomed on his face and he looked down at you with lust filled, hazel eyes.

"Fuck yeah!" He started recording once you got his belt off and pulled his pants and boxers down just enough to free his hard cock. It sprang up, hitting his abdomen and revealing veins you could only see when he was erect. You took him in your hands, licking the precum off his sensitive tip before taking it in your mouth. You swirled your tongue around it while slowly stroking the rest with your hands.

"Quit your goddamn teasing and suck my dick," he impatiently demanded. You looked up into the camera with mischief laden eyes as you took the rest of him into your warm mouth, earning a guttural moan from the man. Your pussy fluttered at the sound. Eager to hear it again, you stopped teasing and picked up the pace. But it must not have been enough since Negan grabbed into your hair and began fucking your face at his own rapid pace, ignoring the way you gagged around his large member and the tears streaming down your pretty face.

"That's it. Takin' me so good doll." Your cunt throbbed at the praise. He was getting close, you could tell by the way he twitched inside your mouth. He groaned as he emptied his white hot load down your throat.

"You did so good baby," he praised as he wiped the tears off your face with his thumb. He helped you up off the floor before pushing you onto his bed.

"Show me that pretty little cunt of yours." He spread open your legs and zoomed the camera in on your soaked pussy. Your inner thighs were coated with your arousal, as well. He delivered a rough slap to your pussy, forcing a moan out of you.

"You like it when I hit you, huh?" You could hear the smirk in his voice as he did it again.

"Please Negan! Need you so bad," you begged from beneath him. He ignored your pleas and directed the camera to your breasts, which were barely contained by the babydoll. He pulled them out with little effort. He gave you the camera to hold while he focused his attention to them.

"Such pretty tits," he complimented before nipping your nipple. You squealed in shock and pleasure. He had never done that before, but you liked it. With a flattened tongue, he licked the nipple he bit, soothing it before taking it into his mouth. The scratch of his beard felt so good on your sensitive, bare breasts. He rolled the nipple that wasn't in his mouth between his thumb and pointer finger, causing you to squirm.

"Need you inside," you slurred. Negan pulled away from you r breast with a pop and took the camera back from you.He zoomed in on his own hard-again dick as he lined it up with your sopping hole. You were so wet he slid in effortlessly. You moaned in ecstasy as he finally put out that fire that was burning in you. He didn't hesitate as he started thrusting into you at a merciless pace. The leader couldn't decide if he wanted to focus the camera on the way your cunt swallowed him hole, the outline of his dick protruding through your stomach, your tits as they bounced in unison with his rapid thrusts, or your eyes rolling back in the head of your fucked out face. He zoomed out, capturing the beauty of it all.

"Such a good little fucktoy for me," he admonished. His words brought you closer to the edge as your walls clamped down on his cock.

"Negan 'm gnna," your own moan cut off your nonsensical, fucked babbles.

"So drunk on my cock," he grunted as he filled you with his seed, not waiting for you to reach your own peak. But he didn't have to since you came right after, arching off the bed. He pulled out and zoomed the camera in on your abused cunt. His cum slowly leaked out of your hole and onto the dark bed spread. That was the perfect place to end the video, he decided.

"Hot damn. Were you a porn star before the world went to shit?"

...

not proofread, sorry! thanks for reading! <3

i uploaded this from my phone, so sorry if it's a bit of a mess.

[fandomnerd9602]

Affirmation (🌶️)

Bambi!Wanda x Reader

Gif belongs to @percyderolo

It had been three months since the birth of yours and Wanda's little baby girl Natalie.

Life had settled into a nice little pattern of doing things. True you and your doe mate had lost sleep over the last few weeks due to Natalie crying at 3 in the morning but it was worth it.

The sanctuary officially was titled the Westview Hybrid Sanctuary. It was at Tony’s insistence that the place be officially named.

And with the birth of Natalie, your mate was placed on maternity leave from her office job at the Sanctuary. And so the job was filled for the last three months or so by a cat hybrid named Agatha Harkness. She was friendly and helpful around the office.

But Natasha had her suspicions. No one would cozy up that quickly to someone, especially you, without some motive. The air around Agatha was full of pheromones, not that you could tell.

Wanda could tell though. It started out as one lunch break visit to your office. Wanda brought little Natalie to see her poppa.

Agatha walked into the office with a bag of subway sandwiches. “Hey team” the cat hybrid smiled. “One pizza sub for Nat and one turkey and cheese for (Y/N)”

“Thanks” Natasha chimed, the hair on your wolf hybrid buddy’s neck was slightly raised.

“Hi there” Wanda spoke up, “I’m—“

“Wanda!” Agatha interrupted, “it is such an honor to meet you. You have been such an inspiration to me and a lot of the other hybrids!”

Wanda caught whiff of the pheromones practically oozing off of Agatha. She looked to you, a little suspicious. No one was gonna steal her detka from her.

“Well I gotta get back to my cubicle” Agatha said with a little smile before turning and leaving.

“Bringing you lunch,” Wanda’s tone dropped a little bit

“I gave her the subway card to go get us lunch” you shrugged, completely unaware.

Wanda simply smiles, hiding her feelings. Agatha was a little skinnier than her. Toned, fit, everything Wanda used to be before she had Natalie.

Natasha picked up on Wanda’s tone and guided her pal out of the office. “Don’t worry, Wanda,” the wolf intoned, “if Agatha tried anything I’ll rip her throat out”

“What if my detka doesn’t love me anymore?” Wanda’s mind wandered.

“Then make (Y/N) see that you haven’t changed.” Natasha’s tone became a little more commanding. “Put your detka in their place. You are strong, commanding, be sexy”

Sexy? An idea formed in Wanda’s brain. You would know who you really belonged to. Your doe was going to make sure you’d never forget.

Your work day came to an end. You walked past the courtyard to see Agatha chatting with another cat hybrid, she did have a thing for that particular one. You couldn’t help but smile. You wished her all the luck that she would find the same kind of happiness as you and Wanda.

You picked the boys up from school and made your way home. Made dinner for your little family. Watched TV. The nice little routine that you loved so much. You noticed the wheels in your mate’s head were turning. You tried to let her calculate whatever it was.

At the end of your evening, you tucked the boys in and turned off the lights. You saw your mate exit the nursery, dressed in only a bathrobe.

“Natalie’s down for the evening, detka” her eyes were darkened with desire. Her tone was dripping with lust. And with that she sauntered off to your bedroom.

You were practically a slave as you walked into your shared bedroom.

You were barely a step through your bedroom archway when she grabbed you and playfully shoved you to your bed.

“Wanda?” You chuckled. It was then you saw her serious tone.

“Who do you belong to, detka?” Her tone strong and commanding.

“You” you answered without a second’s hesitation.

“Are you sure?” She cocked an eyebrow at you, “I saw the way Agatha was around and I didn’t like it”

“Agatha is…”

Wanda silences you with a seductive shh. Her hands drifted to the tie of her robe. One yank and the knot came undone.

She took the edges of her robe and slowly pulled it off exposing her scarlet red set of lingerie. You hadn’t seen that in all its beauty for a couple months at least.

“I’m going to remind you who you belong to” she saunters over to you. She gets right between your legs and takes your face in her nimble fingers, “I’m in charge tonight”

“Yes my doe” is all you can say. She tugs at your shirt, you quickly pull it off. She tugs at your belt, kissing you fiercely.

She growls in your ear, “get these off”

You obey her. She pushes you gently onto the bed and straddles you, already grinding her hips into yours. A moan echoed through your lips, she put a hand over your mouth.

“We have to be quiet. The kids.” She gently chides, not even ceasing in her ravenous movements. A giggle escapes her lips.

You practically tore what she was wearing off, leaving her in all her untouched glory.

This was some new animalistic side of your mate. She galloped you, her eyes rolling backwards as you fell into a familiar rhythm and flow.

You missed this time with her. Being parents was amazing and all but you missed times like these: when you and your doe could be mates.

Little moans began escaping her lips, “d-detka”

She began turn over. You and her switched positions. You locked eyes with her, her more softer side reappearing. You gently took ahold of one of her antlers. Wanda giggled, she loved when you held one of her antlers.

You continued hitting every little spot that you knew would make her moan and cry in the best possible way.

She wrapped her legs around your waist, “don’t stop!”

The two of you went at it like you were wild mates again. Her cries mixed with yours. Her laughs entangled with yours as the two of you became one in the most spectacular, beautiful and profound of ways.

“I-I’m close!” She whines in your ears. You could feel the warmth and emotional energy building within you. “Yes! Yes!! Oh!! Oh!!!”

You kissed her softly, letting her moans be softened by your lips. You both hit it at the same time, your moans mixed in with hers as you tried to be sure the children wouldn’t have their sleep interrupted.

You pulled back and looked at her in amazement. You were sweaty and yet so satisfied. You could only look at each other in absolute amazement.

“Detka” she whispered.

You kissed her tenderly, “there will never be anyone else”

She looked at you in confusion for a split second, “and what of Agatha? She had pheromones all over her when you were-“

“She’s interested in another cat hybrid” you take her face gently in your hands. “Why would I look elsewhere? You. Are. Perfection. You are my love, my life, my doe, my everything. I love you Wanda so much.”

“I love you, so much” she cried as she pulled you into another series of gentle kisses.

Wanda giggles, “I suppose I didn’t have to be this forceful sexy goddess then”

“I like it” you chime.

“Really?” She giggles. “I might wanna keep it around.”

You and your doe share a laugh as you cuddle in one another’s arms. Nothing would ever make your eye wander from her. She was yours and you were all hers.

Tags @lifespectator @dudesweet17 @supercorpdanbeau @scarletquake-n7 @russianredassassin @revanshand @multi-fandom-enjoyer @olsenmyolsen @aloneodi @abimess @ab1nsur @softlymaximoff

[rafeandonlyrafe]

sfw masterlist (contains no smut but may still have mature themes, please heed any warnings!)

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keeping secrets social media au

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[amirasainz]

Hey sweetie, could you do more Kelly and max with reader please, reckon their underrated

FLUFF!!! Enjoy reading and let me now if you have some requests. I will take a short break from writing to focuse on my lasts exams. But afterwards, I'll write all of your requests.

-XoXo

No Part 2!!!

Sunset Serenade

Max Kelly and Amira had always been inseparable. Their love story was etched in the sands of time, and the beach was their sanctuary—a place where laughter danced with the waves and secrets whispered through the salty breeze.

The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the Amira Luxury Resort’s private beach. Max, with his sun-kissed hair and easy smile, spread a blanket on the sand. Kelly, her eyes the color of the Aegean Sea, unpacked a picnic basket filled with fresh fruit, cheese, and a bottle of chilled wine.

Amira, radiant in her sundress, twirled toward them. Her laughter echoed as she skipped across the sand, her feet leaving delicate imprints. Max and Kelly watched, hearts swelling, as she spun like a dervish, her joy contagious.

“Look at her,” Max whispered to Kelly. “She’s our sun, our moon, our everything.”

Kelly nodded, her fingers brushing against Max’s. “We’re lucky, you know. To have found each other and to share this paradise with Amira.”

As the sun dipped lower, they settled on the blanket, toes buried in the sand. Amira strummed a guitar, the notes blending with the rhythmic lapping of the waves. Kelly leaned against Max, her head on his shoulder, while Amira sat cross-legged, her eyes wandering towards the horizont.

“Sing for us, Schatje,” Max pleaded, his voice like a seashell pressed to her ear.

And so, Amira sang—an old spansih ballad of love and longing. Her voice carried across the beach, weaving through the palm trees and reaching the distant cliffs. Kelly hummed along, her eyes never leaving Amira’s face.

The sky transformed—a canvas of pastel hues. Pink melted into orange, and the sea mirrored the colors, as if the universe conspired to paint their love story. Amira’s fingers danced on the guitar strings, and Kelly’s heart swelled. She knew this moment was fleeting, yet it held eternity within its grasp.

After a while, Amira leaned against Kelly, her head resting on her chest. “Tell me a story,” she whispered.

Kelly glanced at Max, who nodded. “Once upon a time,” Kelly began, “there were three souls entwined by fate. Amira, the poet, sang of love. Max, the racer, painted sunsets. And I, the dreamer, wove their stories into constellations.”

Amira’s eyes sparkled. “What happened next?”

Max leaned in, his lips brushing Kelly’s temple. “They danced under the moon, their laughter echoing across the waves. And when the stars blinked awake, they made promises—of forever, of love that transcended time.”

Amira sighed, her fingers tracing patterns in the sand. “I want that,” she said softly.

“You have it,” Kelly whispered. “In every sunrise, every shared smile, every stolen kiss.”

As darkness settled, they huddled closer, wrapped in the cocoon of their love. Max hummed a lullaby, and Amira’s eyes fluttered shut. Kelly pressed her lips to Max’s, tasting salt and sweetness.

“Forever,” Max murmured against her mouth.

“Forever,” Kelly echoed.

And so, they sat—a trio of hearts, bound by love, watching the stars emerge one by one. The waves whispered secrets, and the moon painted silver trails on the water. Amira slept, her dreams filled with sunflowers and seashells.

As the night deepened, Max and Kelly held hands, their love a constellation in the vastness of the universe. They knew that tomorrow would bring new tides, but tonight—the beach, the music, and the magic—belonged to them.

And so, they stayed, under the star-studded sky, doting on Amira, their love story etched in the sands of time.

[tsukikonikushimi]

Avatar the Official Cookbook of Pandora (Recipe Masterlist)

I have finally gotten my hands on the cookbook. So there are four chapters, I will start posting them, but with what should i start?

Further down there's the list of recipes, if somone wants a specific one, write it down in the comments.

Omatikaya Offerings: (11/11) -> COMPLETED

1st Recipe -> OVUMSHROOM BURGER: Here

2nd Recipe -> FORAGED FRUITS BREAKFAST: Here

3rd Recipe -> HALLELUJAH MOUNTAIN CUPS: Here

4th Recipe -> WOODLAND MUSHROOM RAMEN: Here

5th Recipe -> PARADISE COCKTAIL: Here

6th Recipe -> TACO SURPRISE: Here

7th Recipe -> RAINFOREST SOURDOUGH TOAST: Here

8th Recipe -> GREEN SHAKSHUKA: Here

9th Recipe -> BOTANIST’S LUNCH BOWL: Here

10th Recipe -> HUNTERS’ TRAIL MIX: Here

11th Recipe -> HARMONY SALAD: Here (Poll for next week) NEW!!

TBA

RDA Rations: (13/14)

1st Recipe -> FRONTIER PANCAKES: Here

2nd Recipe -> WARRIOR "WINGS": Here

3rd Recipe -> HELL’S GATE CORNBREAD MUFFINS: Here

4th Recipe -> RDA CORN RIBS: Here

5th Recipe -> LOCKED AND LOADED TORTILLA CHIPS: Here

6th Recipe -> UNOBTANIUM ENERGY BITES: Here

7th Recipe -> BRIDGEHEAD CITY BURGER: Here

8th Recipe -> HYBRID MAC ‘N’ CHEESE: Here

9th Recipe -> SUPERCHARGED STEAK: Here

10th Recipe -> BASE CAMP BAKED PASTA: Here

11th Recipe -> COMMAND CENTER CHIPS AND DIP: Here

12th Recipe -> SKIPPER STEW: Here

13th Recipe -> INTERSTELLAR SOUP: Here

TBA

Metkayina Bounty: (8/14)

1st Recipe -> SMOKED TROUT ROLLS: Here

2nd Recipe -> ZESTY SEAWALL SKEWERS: Here

3rd Recipe -> NA’VI SUPER SMOOTHIE BOWL: Here

4th Recipe -> SPICY SQUID MORSELS: Here

5th Recipe -> SEA SHIMMER POKE BOWL: Here

6th Recipe -> REEF BITES: Here

7th Recipe -> SEAGRASS TOFU STACKS: Here

8th Recipe -> OCEAN ORZO: Here

TBA

Clan Feasts: (11/11) -> COMPLETED

1st Recipe -> HALLELUJAH CELEBRATION CAKE: Here

2nd Recipe -> LUMINESCENT ICE POPS: Here

3rd Recipe -> CHOCOLATE BARK OFFERING: Here

4th Recipe -> PANDORAN PARTY PLATTER: Here

5th Recipe -> BLUE SEAS TEAR-AND-SHARE GARLIC BREAD: Here

6th Recipe -> HOMETREE PLATTER: Here

7th Recipe -> PURPLE SKY COOKIES: Here

8th Recipe -> SWEET AND STICKY CHICKEN: Here

9th Recipe -> CELEBRATORY CLAN ROAST: Here

10th Recipe -> SANCTUARY STEW: Here

11th Recipe -> TOTEM DIP: Here

Omatikaya's recipes:

RDA's:

Metkayina's:

Clan's:

[skywalker1dream]

Title: New Beginnings

Note:It is short, if you want the part 2, I think I have it in drafts, hope you have a good day or night..and And don't forget to drink water [oh and I wrote this at 4 am] If you want me to write something, I am open for requests..

Summary: you visit retired Sebastian Vettel at his countryside home. Despite your secret romantic feelings for him, you cherish your deep friendship. The story ends with a toast to new beginnings and a promise to treasure your journey together.

Warnings:Unrequited Love, (anything else?) Use of nickname [Schatz]

Retired!Sebastian vettel x bestf!reader

The sun cast a golden hue over the sprawling German countryside as you drove up the winding road to the modest estate that Sebastian now called home. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of blooming wildflowers and freshly cut grass. It was a stark contrast to the bustling paddocks and roaring engines that had defined Sebastian's life for so many years.

Sebastian Vettel had retired from Formula 1. The announcement had shocked the motorsport world, but those close to him understood. After years of dedication, victories, and challenges, he had decided it was time to step back and focus on what truly mattered: family, passions beyond racing, and a life of simplicity.

You parked the car in front of the charming, ivy-covered house and took a moment to soak in the peaceful surroundings. This was Sebastian's sanctuary, a place where he could be himself, away from the limelight and pressures of the racing world.

As you stepped out of the car, Sebastian emerged from the house, his face breaking into a wide smile. He looked different now,more relaxed, happier. The stress lines had faded, replaced with a serene contentment.

"Schatz!" he called out, jogging down the steps to greet you. He enveloped you in a warm hug, the familiar scent of his cologne mixed with the earthy aroma of the countryside filling your senses.

"Hey, Seb," you replied, pulling back to look at him. "You look good. Retirement suits you."

He chuckled, a sound that always made your heart skip a beat. "Thanks. I've been keeping busy. Come on, let me show you around."

You followed him inside, where the interior of the house was just as inviting as the exterior. The decor was simple yet elegant, with personal touches that made it clear this was a home, not just a house. Photos of his family and his career adorned the walls, each one telling a story of its own.

Sebastian led you to the back patio, where a table was set up with a spread of fresh fruits, cheeses, and a bottle of his favorite wine. You both settled into comfortable chairs, the view of the rolling hills providing the perfect backdrop.

"So, how's life treating you?" you asked, pouring a glass of wine for each of you.

"It's been great," he said, leaning back in his chair. "I miss racing sometimes, but I'm happy. I've been spending a lot of time with the kids, working on my garden, and just... enjoying life."

You smiled, watching him talk about his new passions with the same enthusiasm he used to have for racing. "I'm really glad to hear that, Seb. You deserve it."

He looked at you, his eyes softening. "You know, Schatz, I couldn't have done any of this without your support. You've always been there for me, through the highs and lows. I can't thank you enough."

You felt a warm blush creeping up your cheeks. "It was my pleasure, Seb. You know I always believed in you."

He reached across the table, taking your hand in his. The touch was gentle, yet it sent a jolt of electricity through you. For years, you had harbored feelings for Sebastian, feelings you had never found the courage to confess. You cherished his friendship too much to risk losing it, so you kept your emotions buried deep within your heart.

"I don't just mean during my racing career. You've been my rock, my best friend. And now, I want you to be a part of this new chapter of my life.

Your heart swelled with emotion, but you managed to smile. "Seb, we've been through so much together. I wouldn't have it any other way. Best friends for life, right?"

"Best friends for life," he echoed, his smile brightening. He squeezed your hand, then let it go to raise his glass. "To new beginnings, and to us,always having each other's backs."

You clinked glasses, taking a sip of the crisp wine. It was a moment of pure contentment, surrounded by the beauty of the countryside and the warmth of Sebastian's friendship. The future was uncertain, but with your best friend by your side, you knew you could face anything together.

As the sun continued to set, casting long shadows and a soft glow over the landscape, you couldn't help but feel a pang of bittersweet longing. You would always love Sebastian, but for now, being his best friend was enough.

In that quiet moment, with laughter and dreams filling the air, you silently promised yourself that you would cherish every second of this new chapter. After all, life was about the journey, not the destination and with Sebastian by your side, the journey was sure to be extraordinary.

Hope you liked it, comment how it was (I don't bite I promise) and I have And I have a lot of drafts so if you want I can post it ;3

[visiosatanae]

Okay I saw this post from @writingjourney about Secondo taking in goats for the Ministry, and now all I can think about is the Ministry becoming a haven for most "unwanted" animals. Rats of course, but also snakes, bats, black cats, frogs, tarantulas, scorpions - all manner of animals that tend to be cast aside by the rest of society. The local town of course spreads whispers and rumors about it.

"They asked to purchase my injured nanny goat for a hefty sum. Poor thing will probably be used for some sort of ritual sacrifice, but she wouldn't have lasted long anyway."

The local pound and pet shop get to gossiping about all of the rats and black cats being adopted all at once and speculating on the horrible torment they're probably going through.

Meanwhile the Ministry is enjoying a stable farm life with fresh goat's milk and cheese on the daily. Primo's garden is regularly pollinated by the belfry bats, bees, and wasps. A whole room exists full of terrariums for the snakes, frogs, and arachnids. Copia has his own rat sanctuary and the cats are looked after by the Siblings. They are often found laying in the colored sunbeams shining through the stained glass windows of the library, or happily purring in a Sibling's lap as they read.

When any of them pass away, they are given a proper burial in their own section of the Ministry cemetery. There is a dedicated wall of framed pictures of passed animal friends and they are honored as former members of the Clergy.

[perfectsunlight]

(𝟔𝟗) - 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: none

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮

SIX MONTHS LATER

"come on, you're too slow," you playfully taunted jimin as she climbed up the familiar path to your secret garden. she shot you a mock glare, her lips curved into a mischievous grin that told you she was more than up for the challenge.

the sun hung lazily in the sky, casting a warm and golden hue over the picturesque landscape. the gentle breeze that danced through the summer air carried with it the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the faint rustling of leaves. as you walked side by side, the path beneath your feet seemed to echo the rhythm of your shared laughter.

the oak tree, majestic and ancient, stood as the sentinel of your hidden haven. its massive branches reached out like protective arms, creating a natural canopy that filtered the sunlight into a dappled mosaic on the ground. the flora surrounding the oak tree seemed to be in perfect harmony, a symphony of colors and shapes that painted the scene with vibrant life.

arriving at the heart of the secret garden, you spread out a soft blanket on the grass, its fabric soft against the ground. you had prepared an assortment of treats – sandwiches with freshly baked bread, a tray of fresh fruits, and a variety of cheeses that jimin loved. 

as you settled down, the atmosphere seemed to shift, carrying with it a sense of accomplishment and contentment. the garden's ambiance was serene, a sanctuary away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. you and your girlfriend exchanged a glance that spoke volumes – the culmination of months of hard work, the shared passion for music, and most of all, pure love and adoration for each other.

“what’s your favorite part of the song?” you asked the raven haired girl after taking a bite out of a strawberry. jimin’s black hair cascaded over her shoulders as she leaned forward to get closer to you. 

“easy,” she shrugged and took a sip from her can of soda. “the title.” your head tilted to the side and you gave her a small look of disbelief. “why the title? it’s just two words.”

“about you. about you, is about you.” the older girl said without missing a beat as she gave you a small smile. “it’s my favorite, because it is about you.”

you chuckled at jimin's playful response, a mixture of surprise and affection bubbling up within you. her ability to find depth and meaning in the simplest things never failed to amaze you. with a soft shake of your head, you gazed at her admiringly, realizing once again how lucky you were to have her in your life.

leaning in, you brushed a strand of her raven hair behind her ear, your fingers lingering against her skin for a moment longer than necessary. "well, i guess i can't argue with that," you replied, your voice carrying a warm undertone.

her cheeks flushed ever so slightly, her gaze meeting yours with a mixture of bashfulness and adoration. the air around you seemed to shimmer, a palpable connection of emotions and unspoken words that danced between you.

the aespa member reached next to her and plucked a small dandelion off the ground and placed it into your hair.

with a playful glint in her eyes and a mischievous smile, she carefully tucked the dandelion behind your ear. the simple act felt unexpectedly tender, a gesture that spoke volumes in its simplicity.

you blinked in surprise, feeling the delicate touches against your skin and the soft brush of her fingers. a surprised chuckle escaped your lips as you looked at her, your heart warming at the sweet and spontaneous gesture. "what's this for?" you asked, your voice soft and curious.

jimin's smile deepened, her gaze softening as she met your eyes. "it’s pretty," she replied, her tone gentle. "just like you."

you reached up to touch the dandelion, your fingers brushing against the delicate petals. the meaning behind the gesture was clear – a symbol of the love and memories you were creating together, a token of this tranquil haven that belonged only to the two of you.

the older girl gently brought your intertwined hands to her lips, kissing the back of your hand softly. her lips were warm and tender against your skin, sending a shiver of delight down your spine. the gesture was intimate, a silent reassurance of the emotions that flowed between you.

"i’m glad we’re putting the song out," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "making music with you is my second favorite thing in the world."

your heart swelled, her words weaving a tapestry of emotions that left you feeling both cherished and understood. 

"and what's your first favorite thing?" you inquired softly, your gaze fixed on her, waiting for her answer.

jimin's lips curved into a playful grin, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "well, that would be sitting here with you, sharing moments like this," she replied, her voice carrying a hint of playful teasing. "in our own little world."

a laugh escaped your lips, a pure and genuine expression of happiness. you leaned in, your lips brushing against her forehead in a tender gesture. "you know, i think that might just be my favorite thing too," you admitted, your voice filled with affection.

the two of you sat there, hands entwined, dandelion resting gently behind your ear, hearts connected in a melody of emotions. the summer air seemed to dance around you both, birds chirping and flying over the canopy.

as you looked at jimin, her presence illuminated by the soft daylight, you couldn’t help but feel like you wanted to do this for the rest of your life. just being here, with jimin.

“do you think they’ll like the song?” you whispered softly. your girlfriend practically gave herself whiplash from how fast she turned her head. “oh baby,” she chuckled and gave you a playful glare. “they’re going to love it.”

“chaewon likes it. yunjin, too.” 

the older girl looked your way with a small half smile, knowing the approval of her members meant far more than it may seem on the surface. especially huh yunjin’s.

“speaking of yunjin,” you added slowly as you raised an eyebrow at your girlfriend. “i saw you two in the living room this morning. did she say anything to you?” 

jimin popped her knuckles as she sat on your dorm’s couch waiting for you to finish getting ready. she arrived a little earlier than usual, just because she didn’t want to be late for your date. chaewon and sakura were still warming up and learning to trust to your girlfriend more, which was why the older girls didn’t allow jimin to wait with you inside your room.

“excuse me, may i use your restroom?” the raven haired girl asked politely. sakura nodded and pointed down one of the opposite hallways. “of course, you can use yunjin’s bathroom.”

she smiled gratefully at sakura's gesture and made her way down the indicated hallway to yunjin's bathroom. while using the restroom, jimin took a moment to compose herself. she was excited about the date with you, but there was a hint of nervousness too. 

it wasn't just about spending time with you; it was also about continuing to build a relationship with your members and showing them her trustworthiness. 

after a few moments, she exited the bathroom and nearly jumped out of her skin when she came face to face with yunjin. her nerves seemed to tighten as she stood before the other girl, her eyes widening as she tried to gather herself. the brief silence that hung in the air felt almost suffocating, amplifying her apprehension.

“oh. i’m sorry, i was just using your bathroom.” jimin stuttered, nervous to run into the girl you had been with before her. the american seemed just as surprised, but nonetheless she could see how nervous the other girl was. 

“no worries.” jennifer reassured, giving her a small half smile. she took in jimin’s appearance. the dark haired girl seemed a bit uncomfortable for obvious reasons. she had never spoken with her before this, and jimin couldn’t help but wonder if yunjin was going to take an axe to her head right then and there.

but she didn’t. instead, she asked a simple question.

“is she happy?”

jimin's gaze met yunjin's, finding a hint of curiosity and understanding in the older girl's eyes. the situation was fragile, but yunjin's question caught her off guard. 

the question reverberated in the aespa member’s mind, and she felt a rush of emotions. it was clear that yunjin was genuinely interested in your well-being, and jimin sensed an opportunity to bridge the gap between them. 

"yes, she is," jimin replied, her voice soft but certain. "i plan on keeping it that way, too.”

the taller girl nodded thoughtfully, seemingly satisfied with the other girl’s response. "good. she deserves it.”

jimin's heart swelled with a mixture of emotions as yunjin's approval and encouragement washed over her. the atmosphere in the hallway had shifted, the tension that had initially gripped the air slowly giving way to a more vulnerable exchange. 

yunjin's expression softened, and there was a hint of vulnerability in her gaze. "she never stopped loving you, you know." she added, a sad chuckle leaving her lips. “not even i could change that. i don’t think anyone could change that."

karina had a newfound respect for the older girl's willingness to admit her shortcomings. she was well aware of the mess you and yunjin had once called an almost-relationship. but jimin felt like yunjin deserved some praise for taking care of you.

“thank you.” the dark haired girl whispered, watching as jennifer’s eyes met hers. “for being there for her all those years.”

yunjin's lips curled into a bittersweet smile, a trace of sadness lingering in her eyes. "you're stepping into a world that's seen its share of ups and downs. but i can see that you genuinely care about her."

jimin nodded, her heart a mix of emotions - compassion, determination, and a profound sense of responsibility. "i do, with all my heart."

yunjin's expression softened even further, emotion hidden behind her eyes. she could see how much the idol loved you. and even if she couldn’t be the one you loved, she wanted to make sure you were taken care of. 

"take care of her."

jimin met yunjin's gaze with unwavering determination. it was a fire that rivaled her passion as a trainee all those years again. she knew what it felt like to lose you. and now she was going to make sure she would never let it happen again.

"i will. i promise."

as they stood there, the weight of their words hung in the air, a solemn pact between two individuals connected by their love for you. the hallway seemed to hold a hushed reverence, a space where past and present converged in a poignant moment of understanding.

with a final nod, yunjin turned to head back to the living area, leaving jimin standing there in the dim light.

jimin's eyes sparkled with mischief as she selected a plump strawberry, her fingers deftly picking it up. her smile was both mischievous and endearing, a reflection of her playful nature.

"no," she replied after swallowing, her gaze fixed on you, her lips curling into a teasing smile. "she didn't."

you raised an eyebrow, your expression a mixture of amusement and skepticism. jimin's response was intriguing, and there was a playful challenge in her eyes that you couldn't resist. you leaned forward slightly, your voice laced with mock suspicion. "oh, really? and why should i believe you?"

jimin's laughter was melodic, a sound that echoed in the intimate space between you. her playfulness was infectious, and despite your skeptical glare, her presence had a way of putting you at ease. she leaned in closer, her gaze locked onto yours with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine.

"because," she began, her voice dropping to a soft, conspiratorial whisper, "i have insider information."

your lips twitched into a half-smile, your skepticism momentarily waning. jimin's playful confidence was endearing, and you found yourself drawn into the charm of the moment. "insider information, huh? and where did you acquire such valuable intel?"

jimin's fingers brushed against yours as she reached across the table, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through your veins. her voice was a velvety purr as she leaned even closer, her lips dangerously close to your ear. "let's just say, a little birdie told me."

a genuine laugh bubbled up from deep within you, the tension from your initial skepticism giving way to genuine amusement. jimin's lightheartedness was infectious, and you couldn't help but be captivated by her playful antics.

"well," you conceded, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips, "if the little birdie said it, then i suppose i have no choice but to believe you."

jimin leaned back with a triumphant grin, her eyes dancing with victory. “exactly. you love me, therefore you have to trust me.”

your playful scowl quickly turned into an affectionate smile as you shook your head in mock defeat. her logic was both endearing and undeniable, and you couldn't help but be charmed by her playful persuasion.

"ah, so that's how it works, huh?" you quipped, your tone teasing as you leaned in a bit closer. "i see you've got a cunning strategy up your sleeve."

jimin's laughter rang through the air, a sound that warmed your heart and filled the space between you with a sense of lightness. her playful demeanor was infectious, and you found yourself falling deeper into the rhythm of the moment.

"of course," she replied with a wink, her fingers tracing circles on her glass as she maintained eye contact with you. "it's all part of my master plan."

you chuckled, your gaze locking onto hers as you marveled at the way her eyes sparkled with a mixture of playfulness and affection. 

"well, i must admit, your master plan seems to be working quite well," you admitted, your voice softening as you spoke. "i trust you, jimin."

jimin's triumphant grin softened into a tender smile, her eyes holding a depth of emotion that took your breath away. in that moment, it felt as if the world around you had faded away, leaving only the two of you in your own little bubble of intimacy.

"good," she replied, her voice a gentle whisper that seemed to linger in the air. "because i trust you too."

the words carried a weight that went beyond the playful banter, a vulnerability that spoke of the connection between you. 

jimin's movements were slow, deliberate, as if she was savoring every second of the unfolding moment. her eyes, those pools of warmth and affection, traced the contours of your face with a tenderness that sent shivers down your spine. the playfulness that had colored the evening had given way to a more profound intimacy, and you found yourself drawn into her gaze like a moth to a flame.

the older girl's breath was a whisper against your skin as she leaned in, her proximity igniting a fire of anticipation within you. time seemed to stand still as her eyes flickered from your lips to your eyes, the air between you charged with the affection you cared for one another. 

you had kissed jimin countless times before, but every time she was this close, you couldn't help but feel your heart race, as if experiencing the magic of that first kiss all over again.

her voice, a mere whisper, held a tremor of emotion that matched the rapid rhythm of your heart. "you trust me?" she asked, her words laced with a vulnerability that mirrored the depths of her feelings. the softness of her breath caressed your skin, the intoxicating scent of strawberries and cologne enveloping your senses, creating an intimacy that felt almost surreal.

in that moment, it was as if the world had faded away, leaving only the two of you in a cocoon of emotions and unspoken promises. the weight of her question hung between you, a thread that connected your hearts and souls in a way that words could never fully capture.

you met her gaze, your eyes locking onto hers with a mixture of affection and longing. the truth was undeniable, a beacon that guided your response. "yes," you whispered, your voice carrying a depth of emotion that echoed through the air. "i trust you, jimin."

a soft, genuine smile graced her lips, a beautiful testament to the shared understanding that existed between you. electricity surged between you two, almost completely palpable as the world seemed to blur and fade away with each inch jimin moved closer.

“do you love me?” the older girl whispered against your lips, still a hair away from touching. time seemed to stand still, your breath catching in your throat at the raw vulnerability of her question. it hung in the air, a fragile declaration that held the power to shift the course of your relationship. 

the gravity of her words was almost overwhelming, the intensity of the moment leaving you breathless. the truth was there, burning brightly in the depths of your heart. it was a truth that had grown steadily, nurtured by shared moments, whispered confidences, and the unbreakable bond that had formed between you. 

you met her gaze with unwavering intensity, your voice a soft and earnest whisper that carried the weight of your emotions. "yes," you replied, your voice barely audible, yet resounding with a profound sincerity. "i love you, jimin." 

as the words left your lips, the world seemed to hold its breath, the silence between you heavy with anticipation. and then, in a heartbeat that stretched into eternity, her lips finally met yours in a tender, electrifying kiss. it was a kiss that spoke of shared feelings, unspoken promises, and a love that had bloomed amidst the trials and triumphs of your journey together.

her hands moved to intertwine with yours across the picnic blanket, and you gave her hand a gentle squeeze. as the kiss lingered, a gentle breeze swept through, rustling the leaves of nearby trees and carrying with it a sense of serenity. it was as if nature itself was approving the scene before it.

when you finally pulled away, your foreheads rested against each other, your eyes locked in a gaze that spoke volumes. words didn’t need to be said between you two. jimin’s face said it all as she looked at you with pure adoration, and unyielding love.

you didn’t need jimin to tell you she loved you. you already knew. but she still said it anyway.

"i love you too, y/n.”

┊┊┊┊⋆ ✧　 　 · 　 ✧　✵ ┊┊┊☆ *　　 * ⋆ ┊┊★ * ┊┊* . *　✦ ┊☆ ° ✧　 　 · ★*

you and jimin met as trainees before she debuted, and you two never felt more in love. however, once she breaks up with you before her debut, you completely leave SM entertainment under the notion of needing a fresh start. you eventually debuted a few years later in le sserafim, where you met huh yunjin and have slowly started developing feelings for the idol. much to karina's dismay, she hates to see you have moved on, but deep in your own heart, you still can't help but feel as if maybe she has forgotten about you.

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[ 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 ]

[slashingdisneypasta]

Chucky Lee Ray x Reader || Drabble

Plot: When you come home from a really terrible date who definitely expects to be invited in, you do something Kinda Sneaky... and say you live with your brother and, oops! You forgot your key!!- and knock on the apartment next to yours, acting like this one is yours. Chucky's apartment.

Warnings: N/A.

Knock knock. No answer.

Knock knock knock. No answer.

Humming nervously, because why the hell why isn't he answering?? Please be home, Chucky, p l e a s e- "He must have his headphones on, the dumbass." You throw back to your date, Hank, rolling your eyes like 'brothers, huh?'.

"Hey, if you cant get it, you can always come back to my place?"

"Oh thats nice of you- " Knockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknock-

"Bro!" You exclaim in a loud, totally-fake greeting as soon as the door flies open and reveals Charles Lee Ray, looking as if you just woke him up, his hair in his dark eyes and a beer-stained, moth-eaten white t-shirt on that completely washes him out and makes him look like Samara Morgan (Sweet jesus, if you weren't so desperate to get away from Hank, you would be terrified of this nightmare look). His face twists into grumpy, tired confusion but before he can ask you what the hell you're talking about- you slip your arms around his waist and squeeze him in a hug. "Play along." Dear god, play along.

When you pull back, a hostage-smile pasted to your face standing there with Hank behind you looking bored and annoyed (And wearing a stained t-shirt of his own- under a date blazer), the cranky frown on his face upturns into a smirk. Oh~

You hope to god thats a good smirk and your annoying neighbour is not about to screw you.

Its not like Hank is dangerous, or t h r e a t e n i n g, at all- no. He's fine. But after 4 hours of talking about his fucking car, and The Big Bang Theory (How funny Howard Walowitz is in the first seasons and how misunderstood he is with women- jesus), and meeting his mother at the start-- you are DONE!!

DONE!! FINISHED!

You're up to hear with him and Chucky, as annoying and rude as he is, suddenly feels like a great alternative! At least if you went out with him tonight, you might've gotten a good buzz out of it. Hank took you to a Chuck E Cheese, and he didn't bring a flask.

When Chucky leans against the door and makes room for you to slip by, smirking dangerously at your date, you happily go into his apartment. You never wanted to get in there so bad, before. You never wanted to go in there, period, before today. But now it feels like sanctuary. "So... you're the guy that took out Y/N tonight."

Oh no- he's still talking. Why on earth is Chucky still talking-

"-Yeah thats him!" You cut in, before flashing Hank a bright smile and a waive. "I had a great time- bye Hank!" Please go. Please go. Please go now-

Before your date can leave and you can never see him again, Chucky stops him- and when you glance at his face, you can see an even broader, more mischievous smirk on him. Oh no. "Hold on there, man, wait. I gotta make sure you're alright, don't I??"

"No, bro, you don't." You say pointedly, making Chucky turn that nefarious, lascivious grin onto you for a moment.

"Hehe... I think I do."

Through grit teeth, you beseech him. "Fight the urge." Or, well- beg him. You're begging. You're absolutely begging.

Because wherever Chucky is going to take this, is not going to be good, especially with that evil twinkle in his pale blue eyes. "What kinda brother would I be if I didn't check him?"

"The best brother in the world."

"Ahhhhh... you're just sayin' that. Hey Hank- " When you both turn back to the hallway and see that Hank is, actually, gone-- you're equally baffled and relieved. Thank god, but... when did he leave??? Chucky, on the other hand, pouts. "Damn. ... Maybe he wasn't that into you."

While rolling your eyes, you catch sight of a black object plainly sticking out of Chucky's pyjama pants. "Or maybe he saw the gun tucked into your pants! Is that loaded!??"

"... no."

"No!??" That did not sound definitive!!

"Well yeah, of course it is. But here's the thing, doll. Guess what?" You're about to ask a put-out and huffy 'what?', when Chucky pulls the door to his apartment abruptly closed; standing far too close to you and looking at you in that lecherous Chucky-way that makes you feel so small and squirrelly. Wait- "Look at that?~ You're all mine, all of a sudden~ Hehe,"

As you stand there, half scared/half... something else, you wonder dumbly how and when did you lose control of this situation-

[incorrectbatfam]

If the batfam had tiktok what would they post? What would go the most viral?

Dick does duets where he remixes people who have bad takes. His most viewed one is turning Lex Luthor's corporate monologue into a dubstep track with beat drops every time Superman is mentioned. Equally popular is his mashup of Bruce's yawning with a Sam Smith song.

Jason makes cooking videos. The recipes are normal, but the voiceovers like, "today I'm making a realistic animal-themed vegan bento box 'cause I wanna torment my brother." His most popular video is of him shit-talking Batman while making a pot roast, but it gets deleted because he didn't say "unalive."

Tim does behind-the-scenes videos of his photoshoots where he makes it seem like a complex process with dimmed lights and glitter falling from a ceiling fan, then it cuts to a blurry iPhone pic of a pissed-off Jason with sparkly hair chasing him down a dark hallway.

Damian's is a mix of animal videos, art tutorials, Cheese Viking speedruns, and classical covers of anime intros. But his most popular one is recording his family's reaction to him saying the fuck-word for the first time. He also has a series where he asks people how babies are made to see whose response TikTok takes down first.

Duke posts subtle and wholesome pranks, like leaving Tooth Fairy money under the older batkids' pillows or gradually filling Kate's purse with Jolly Ranchers. His most popular series is when he slowly replaced Damian's furniture with increasingly smaller replicas until the 8th day when Damian finally notices.

Steph does a little bit of everything and often takes suggestions (re: dumb dares) from the comments. Her account started with her just sharing her favorite memes, but her most popular video is when she slept in a bathtub full of Mardi Gras necklaces after an audience poll.

Cass normally posts a mix of dance covers and sign language lessons, but occasionally there will be moments from her daily life that she captures at the right time. Her most viral video is at the grocery store when someone accidentally knocks a coconut onto the ground and she follows it as it rolls to the other end of the store.

Harper and Cullen do a lot of backyard science experiments where they take hypotheses from comments and test them out, like if they can cook steak with firecrackers or make a trampoline out of rubber bands. Their biggest project was turning an abandoned pool into a frog sanctuary.

Barbara keeps most of her daily videos private and her public ones are mainly book hauls, song recs, and computer tips. Her most popular video, even making news articles, is a video where she breaks down how planned obsolesce works and calling out big tech companies.

Bruce has a secret account that no one knows about. He doesn't post anything. He just lurks because he wants to be the first like and comment whenever his kids post.

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Sky Worldbuilding: Food in the Daylight Prairie

Once again time for another Sky Worldbuilding post! I’m going to talk about what food in each of the realms could look like, except for Isle (as I imagine it being a massive marketplace where you can find food from all over the realms)

Starting with Daylight Prairie!

Aside from Sanctuary Islands, most food in Daylight Prairie is vegetarian (I won’t be covering Sanctuary Islands in this post - I’m going to make a separate one about seafood, which will combine Treasure Reef and Sanctuary Islands). The skykids here have farms where they grow their crops or tend to light creatures.

Skykids here have a fondness for nice pottery - much of their food is cooked or served in beautifully painted and glazed clay containers (which are sold in many of the Cave’s shops). Speaking of pottery, skykids (both in Prairie and other places) usually cook food in tagines, which are basically special cooking pots that really preserve flavors and vitamins.

(This is what they look like, they come in a variety of patterns and I can imagine skykids decorating them with mantas or stars)

Skykids often make vegetable soups and use bread to soak up the excess liquid. Herbs are added to most cooked dishes for flavor. A soup or other saucy cooked dish usually makes up the main course of a meal in Daylight Prairie, with sides of fresh vegetables and fruits - salads, pickled veggies, or slices of fresh fruit. There’s usually a small desert after that, sweetened with honey from light creature bees.

This meal is usually eaten only at the end of the day - as skykids in my world eat to socialize and enjoy themselves, this is considered a time to gossip, tell your friends and family about your day, share stories, and relax. Usually, a few older skykids will prepare a big meal and invite their moths, friends, and family over. Skykids eat with their hands or chopsticks.

Snacks are occasionally eaten throughout the day - vendors will sell things like fruit cups, small bowls of noodles, cheese, or freshly baked samosas to the flocks of hungry moths following the older skykids (they don’t have the patience to wait for dinner).

Also manta milk exists. It’s used to make cheeses (which are often served as a side dish), butter, ice cream, and more.

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There is no logic that justifies Rhaenyra not getting captured in the sept. Alicent, even if she did feel guilty now and thinks Rhaenyra is the rightful queen, knows that holding Rhaenyra hostage IS the play that would prevent this war. It would mean armies would have less reason to go to battle if one of their war objectives (gods, those this war even HAVE objectives at this point?) was already accomplished.

But obviously, the writers want to tell doomed yuri but are forced to write around an existing IP to make that happen. SO here are some things they could have possibly done to have this scene make more sense:

Emphasize the fact that the sept operates under laws of sanctuary and Alicent deeply respects that, enough to let Rhaenyra go but with the promise to blockade all exits to King's Landing

Have both women arrange and agree to this meeting prior via an exchange of letters

Have Blood and/or Cheese still at large and have Rhaenyra offer up the names of Jaehaerys's killers as a token of remorse and a show of her magnanimity (but also as payment for her safety)

Have the blacks come up with the plan to abduct one of the royal family — Jaehaerys's death making them realize that it would have been better to take the boy as a hostage than have him killed. Mysaria tells them that the queen dowager is the only green they can reasonably spirit away from King's Landing. Rhaenyra volunteers to lead this mission since she believes Alicent will be more cooperative and put up less resistance if she sees Rhaenyra. Scene in the sept happens. Rhaenyra tries to convince Alicent that this elopement abduction is the best option they have to stay her sons' hand. Alicent pulls a 180 and points out they're on her turf, she has more men, what's to stop her from taking Rhaenyra hostage instead. Prince that was promised revelation yadda yadda yadda. Both sides cut their losses by letting the other go, too emotionally compromised and dumbstruck over the fact that BABIES DIED BECAUSE TOO MANY PEOPLE WERE NAMED AEGON. (If they borrow the plot point from the book that the two both named their sons Aegon as an extremely petty "MY son comes from the legitimate line of the Conqueror, no MY son—", this revelation would have been even more stupidly tragic and tragically stupid).

ALSO what did Rhaenyra tell Alicent that couldn't have told through a raven? This high-risk meeting could have been an email, Rhaenyra!

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Ok hear me out: once the crew gets to bauldurs gate they have mini funerals ala good place.

(part 1)

I'll give you a taster (+ my beautiful redeemed bhaalspawn):

Gale:

Gales "funeral" would be at a library. He would pile books together as a makeshift coffin and wear a bright pink night robe with fuzzy slippers and curlers in his hair, as well as a dusty pink eye mask. Everyone would be wearing some sort of robe, his flowers of choice for the event would be lilly of the valley.

"gale died doing what he loved, learning."

"some might say this would be the ultimate fate for gale"

He would interject, eating the cucumber on his eye, "I do not think the best outcome for me would be turning into an ilithid. But I must admit- it is fitting."

Later events would be a wine tasting and going shopping for new books.

Shadowheart:

I feel like hers would be a moonlight bonfire, lots of ring dancing and setting her old sharran armor on fire.

"I think-" karlach would start up "a lot of us would be dead if we didn't have our cleric. So shadowheart has earned her props.. not only is she reliable- she is resilient, she is strong."

"despite our quarrels, I am glad to fight with you. I have watched you bloom into a magnificent warrior, for what force? We will see soon enough. May your death be glorious." La'zel quipped.

Her flowers of choice would be night orchids. she would then insist on learning how to swim and manage a doggie paddle.

Karlach:

I feel like hers would be on the beach with a fruity drink in hand as she floats around in the water. The fish around her have probably boiled, which is more incentive for a fish fry.

Everyone gets like a back breaking hug. Lots of physical activities party games wise, be drunk and merry. Most likely people get a bit sunburnt and burnt burnt.

There is no speeches as Karlach is too busy expressing her gratitude about everyone else.

She gets withers to do limbo with her

Her choice of flower is sunflowers.

La'zel:

She would like to opt out of this. a simple "thank you la'zel, may you die horribly in battle. May your wounds bleed out and may you suffer immensely" will suffice.

(her choice of flower is snap dragons)

Jaheria:

Hers would be a touristy walk of bauldurs gate.

She talks about her life, a sense of oral history to pass onto others. The night ends with root veggies chips and cheese, and a generous donation to animal sanctuaries within the cities from the Harpers.

Her idea of fun is bastardizing the ballads that volo wrote via mad libs. Which immature humor ensues.

The mighty _____ o' noble _____ (noun *x2)

Found ___ and sent them back to ____ and ____ (noun, adj*x2)

She would rest in a fainting couch in a puddle of sun in the wildshape form of a big cat, tail swishing idily as people read off their bastardized poems.

Her choice of flowers are jasmine blooms.

Wyll:

His would be a picnic in the park, as people read their speeches to him in comfortable sun dresses and loose cotton clothing, he would hold a little bouquet of daisies resting on a soft gingham sheet with a crown of flowers.

He would insist of going to his favorite pastry shops in the city. Sweet wine, tarts and small cakes. A day of sweets to remember the sweetest person in the camp.

His whole funeral was about allowing everyone to experience the childhood he knew, which wasn't much, but was something he knew they needed.

The look of pure joy in everyone's faces was enough to sustain him for the rest of his days.

The goals were, teach karlach hopscotch, double dutch with Wynne, climb a tree with astarion, and show la'zel some human dances. The older people in the group were less inclined to indulge, taking the roll of the gossiping parents to the 20 something aged other members in the band.

The night ended with dances and fiddle music.

His choice of flowers are thistle blooms