#everyone get an upsies

[npcdragonboi]

Bdubs: 💪🏽🟩 Heyy look who is free from the shackles of school for a few days~ is a me

[little-grey-dowitcher]

I DMed for my high school DND club for a while, most of my players told me it was their first campaign so I just ran Lost Mines of Phandelver just to get them in the swing of things before starting a proper campaign. One guy though was Definitely Not New and majorly enjoyed roleplaying his character, a gnome rogue. They get into the cave and manage to get spotted by the guard on the bridge, and the guard is trying to run away to go get reinforcements, and the Not New guy says “hey how high is the bridge?” I so naively assumed he was gonna try to shoot the guard, or cast a spell, oh how dumb I was, because after I responded “oh about ten feet” his next question was “ok how far could the Dragonborn barbarian throw me?” I asked the barbarian player what his strength stat was. It was 18. “Well assuming he rolls high, probably far enough.” And the rogue turns to the barbarian and says in just the deepest voice with a completely straight face: “Upsies. I. Want. Upsies.” And by God, he got Upsies.

[intravenous-paranoia]

"Hey man, you need to know i have actual issues and i can't keep friendships because i do not function like you and i don't miss people or feel the need to talk daily but communicate and i will try"

Everyone in my life: "hah, not to me, i am sooo different and i always communicate don't you worry!!!"

*issues arise*

*gets blocked after a whole bible of insults*

-.-

[3cremepie3]

"Upsy daisy"

Sypnopsis - Bachira pushes your body past normal limits taking a unusual role in the bedroom.

Warnings - Smut 18+, Bachira Meguru x fem reader, sub/ Dom dynamics, dirty talk, creampies, unprotected sex, squirting, overstimulation

a/n - This is my intro into the BL community I'm so happy! I love Bachira he's so adorable. I hope you enjoy remember my requests are open!

“If you keep going ill make a mess again.” You warned to no avail. This was you third orgasm and it was around that time your body finally lets itself go. But Bachira continued that infamous tongue that he liked to tease everyone with working your body.

There was nothing you could do but take the attack by his wet muscle. Your whole body tensed at the overstimulation except for your mind which felt empty. You thoughts filled with nothing but pleasure as he flicked your clit over and over.

The pile of spit and your cum was growing larger and larger against the bed sheets. You arched your back letting out a moan you were holding since you first held your breath. Bachira chuckled at your reaction his laugh sounding as sinister as the jokers in your fucked out state.

You soon knew that you would release something other then the sweet cream Bachira loved to lick out of your pulsating hole. You would spray all over his wide grin and he would look like not only the happiest but messiest boy in the world.

He didn't mind the change of aesthetic wanting to bring that affliction of so much pleasure it became impossible for your mind to keep up. “Y/n?? Babycakes you with me.” One of his free hands that wasn't the one squeezing your thighs to keep you grounded waved in your face.

He had to make sure his doll was still in this world so you could orgasm correctly. “Hello fuckface?” He plucked your forehead and stopped his actions. Your hands quickly interlocked with his black and yellow strands twisting so he could never escape.

Even without you verbally saying so he knew you were ready. Your body which used to reject his antics now rolled happily on his tongue. Your lips which used to glisten with drool from your pure stupidity now spewed love filled whispers.

“Love you so much Megu! You feel so good. Fuck yes right there. I don't think i cant take it anymore!” No, don't back away.” And you would shove his face that just wanted to inhale back into your eager heat. Your whines filled the air and if anyone were to walk past your dormitory they would know just what was happening.

Especially when that last nerve snapped in you pushing you to finish. Your trembling thighs smashed his head into your pussy until you felt him tap your thigh for mercy. Bachira felt as though he could stay in this position all day if he chose too. But today was one of those nights when he had to get inside of you.

Sex with Meguru was always fun. You guys stuck to your natural positions of him subbing and you doming. But something was different tonight. “Upsy daisy here we go!” He picked up your limp body so he could hold you in his arms. After so many orgasms you were under the assumption that he would bring you to take a warm bath. But those thoughts were broken as you felt his wide mushroom tip line up with your hungry hole.

“You can't claim you're tired when you're gripping me so nicely. I can see it in your eyes that you still want to go,” he claimed. You swore if you looked in the mirror you would probably see yourself fucked up with eyebags. But he always had a way at spotting hidden things almost as if he saw something different in you entirely.

His assumptions were always correct as you again felt worked up all over again. You looked down to the place where you and Bachira met. Down his abs and V line to the base of his cock which was covered in your slick. As he thrusted forward licking your ear and sending shockwaves through your body the sounds of your wetness filled the room.

Your heavy pants painted his back as you rested your thoughtless head on his shoulder. Each movement of his made your body jolt into his athletic build. Meguru thanked god that he built up all that muscle now he was able to pick up your body as though it was light as a feather. He kissed down your neck trying to distract you from the fact that he was about to nut in you.

All that waiting patiently got to him. “Been letting you feel good this whole time while I had to let my cock sit in my briefs basically drooling for ya’, it's unfair if i dont cum inside,” he pouted. Bachira was a spoiled brat so of course you let him have his way.

He painted your walls white and the fullness and sounds of the plap plap of your mixed fluids caused you to squirt. His cock jack hammering you while doing so allowed you to explode everywhere.

“Haha that's my good girl.” He let out that stupid face of his until it twisted into gentleness. He placed you down on the bed admiring his work. Your clit was still twitching cutely and your hole was fluttering out what he gave you. “”You were so amazing. I knew I could push you harder and harder. How about we see how many times you can cum from my creampies?”

“Looks like you can handle it. Your womb has more room for cum. Come on now, upsy daisy!”

[undreaming-fanfiction]

Ghosts

Written for @steddieangstyaugust, inspired by Dead Boy Detectives if you couldn't tell.

Steve should have seen it coming, really. Despite dating, driving the gang around, and being silly with Robin, he'd known for a long time he wouldn't live long enough to amount to anything. Everyone had plans, had a future. But Steve? He'd be lucky if he could give his imminent death a meaning.

Turns out, he couldn't. Or at least, not in the way he wanted.

It didn't matter if it was the guilt he'd been feeling ever since Eddie died and Max ended up brain dead, poor judgment, or simply wanting for the wait to already be over. Whatever the reason, he pulled "an Eddie" in August 1986. He didn't even ask, he just ran out as a distraction while the rest of his friends were trying to evacuate Max from the overran hospital. He got a few swings in, they got a few chomps. Then more than a few. In the end, he way lying on the ground, bleeding out, but his efforts didn't seem to matter. As soon as he took his last breath, the monsters just turned around and went back to Max's room. Steve didn't even have enough time to pray he'd bought them enough time.

"Oh shit. Stupid. So stupid."

Steve froze, or at least got startled. Which was something, you know, for a dead guy. If this was the voice of an angel welcoming him to the afterlife, it sure sounded like-

"Did I look this dumb when I died? I hope not. Why the fuck would you do that, Harrington, huh? Thought they no longer needed you? Can you imagine what it's going to do to Dustin when he finds out?"

Munson.

Steve opened his eyes and sat up. Nothing hurt. Weird.

What was even weirder? He came face to face with Edward Munson, recently deceased.

Eddie shrieked and fell back on his ass. He'd probably been crouching over Steve, but now he was splayed on the hospital floor, gaping at Steve as if he'd seen a-

Oh. Okay.

Steve turned around and grimaced. He was sitting in his own mangled corpse, which he wasn't too thrilled about. He sprung to his feet and, after giving his bloodied face one last look - they didn't get the hair, phew! - turned to Munson. "Fancy meeting you here. Are you, like, my afterlife welcoming comittee?"

Eddie made a vain effort to close his mouth. "Uh, no. Not really. I mean, there probably is someone coming to get you, but if you don't mind, I won't stick around for that. I don't think Death likes me very much, after I bolted on her."

Steve blinked in confusion. "Death…is a woman?"

"Oh yep. Very nice. Didn't even chase me when I freaked out and ran. Um. But you might want to wait for her. I will stick around for a bit longer." Even in death, Eddie hadn't changed. He pulled a strand of his hair in front of his face, and Steve wondered if he could chew on it, now that he was a ghost.

"But why? What is there to do?" Steve paused, thinking. "Wait. Is there something we can actually do? To help?"

That made Eddie laugh, although it was weak and incredulous. "Uh. Harrington. You've just died in like, a pretty painful and sadly heroic way, and your first thought is that you haven't done enough?"

"Doesn't feel like I have. Look," he said, offering Eddie a hand to pull him up, "if Death is coming, I'd rather not be here. Can we go and check on the others?" He wiggled his fingers at Eddie when he didn't respond.

The wiggle must have jolted Eddie's brain awake because he took Steve's hand. It was weird - he could feel the pressure where Eddie's hand met his, but there was no warmth, no texture. Possibly no pain, he thought. Useful.

"Right," Eddie cleared his throat. "Let's go. Just a bit of a warning - I think Will can see us. At least he looked very suspicious when I tried to sneak into your house when you all were staying there, and when I told him to just pretend he didn't notice anything, he nodded. So, uh. I guess he's special or something?"

They would learn quite a few things in their new existence. First of all, Will wasn't special. He just fit the criteria of "nearly died in the Upside Down or the newly merged realities", not just by being in danger, but being so close to death he almost didn't make it. Turns out, Hopper could see them too after his near death experience under the mall, and Hopper couldn't just be shushed.

Half-corporeal hugs were exchanged. Tears were shed, especially by Dustin and Robin. But they were all still together, for now. The danger was near and their grief had to wait.

By not quite so safe experimentation, Steve and Eddie found out that only two things could hurt them - other ghosts and iron. Luckily enough, none of the Upside Down creatures qualified as either. And so the party gained an invisible and indestructible vanguard - Eddie and Steve, both wielding their weapons of choice (Steve was overjoyed that he could just pick up his nail bat, and maybe that was a bit of a giveaway, seeing the bat floating towards the party with no body to hold it). They scouted ahead and reported back, either to Will and Hopper, or just by angrily scribbling in a notebook provided by Nancy. They couldn't sleep, so they would watch over the party in the night, allowing them the so much needed rest.

The months dragged on. Eleven kept her promise and saved Max, and when the pale redhead saw Eddie and Steve even with her damaged eyesight, no one was surprised. And as Upside Down crept further into their world, there were more injuries, more near death experiences, more tearful reunions. After being bitten by a demodog and almost bleeding out, Robin flung herself at Steve the second she could move and babbled about him being the absolute biggest idiot there ever was. He didn't dispute it, but hugged her tighter.

They were making progress. Still not enough to fix things, but they were getting there. And Steve's brain started another countdown to his and Eddie's potential second demise.

"Do you think we'll still be around, when the portal is closed?" he asked Eddie during one of their night vigils. "What if it's just the Upside Down that's keeping us here?"

Eddie, scribbling in a notebook, shrugged. "I don't know, and for the first time in my life - well, death - I don't have enough information to panic about that." He chewed on the pencil, meeting Steve's eyes with caution. "Might be nice though," he said slowly, "to stay. Do some more good, make sure everyone's safe. If you're in."

Steve laughed. "Wait. Are you, Eddie Munson, the mortal enemy of jocks, asking me to join you? Even when we're not neck deep in shit?"

"Mortal enemy…I mean, I lost the mortal part, and it felt so mundane to just keep the enemy. So yes, one position if Eddie Munson's afterlife has just opened up. Will Steven Harrington join me in it?"

Steve thought about it, and maybe he should have thought longer. Maybe he should have considered that eternity is a pretty long time, but his infrequent visits to the church taught him that heaven would mean being with his loved ones. He'd still be around if the party needed him. He'd see Robin off to college. And then, when everyone left…it would be just him and Eddie.

Him and Eddie. What a thought.

He winked at Eddie who, for a ghost, looked like he was sweating bullets. "Take me to the movies first, Munson, and I'm all yours." And then, even if he know neither of them would feel it, he covered Eddie's hand with his. He might have been imagining the gentle spark of warmth, but he decided it was real. He knew it was real.

Eddie smiled at him and interlaced his fingers with Steve's. "I can work with that, big boy."

And for the first time in so many years, the countdown in Steve's head stopped.

[mj0702]

The other Bronze – Pt. 20

“Keira... you okay?” Ingrid looks closely at her teammate who suddenly stopped eating.

They were out with the whole team in a small Restaurant in Barcelona – a get together if you liked. Ingrid noticed first that Keira stopped eating as she stared down at her phone and suddenly there were tears flowing. The Norwegian kept a close eye on the englishwoman seeing how much she missed young girl namely y/n Bronze.

It was unreal how you single handily turned the whole team spirit around in just a couple of weeks. Every single one of the blaugrana Team was a fan of you in some sort. Keira and Lucy obviously – they had the family connection. Alexia felt protective of you the second she laid eyes on you when you insulted that guy in the most filthy spanish someone could come up with – courtesy of her own girlfriend Mapí. For Mapí you were the little sister she never had – together with Pina and Patri the four of you meant indescribable trouble. Ingrid and Caro where a little more careful with you – both of them more on the calmer side they haven't had interacted with you much but what they saw made them see you in a different light. You were young, yes – but you also were determent and strong headed. Irene and Marta immediately adopted you guiding you a little from the background with gentle soft touches and encouraging words. Aitana was intimidated by you at first but the second you threw out catalan she wanted you near her all the time to see what else you could learn. Ona saw you as her girlfriends sister but also as a growing up young woman who needed her space and guidance at the same time. So it made everyones alarm bells scream seeing Keira cry. No one expected it to be happy tears.

Keira watched the video at least another four times before she handed her phone wordlessly to Lucy who looked at her confused

“Just watch it Lucy” the blonde sniffled smiling through her tears

“What am I watching?” your sister asked a little suspicious Ona already shuffling closer wanted to get a look as well

“For fuck sakes Bronze... just press play” Keira snapped at her ex who immediately pressed play with such a force she nearly threw the phone into the olives

It didn't even take two seconds for Lucy to realize what she's watching and she let the phone fall onto the table stunned

“It's not” Lucy looked at Keira shocked tears in her eyes

“What is going on??” now Mapí asked annoyed “... everyone is starting crying”

“Is everything okay?” Alexia asked getting a little concerned for her teammates

“Yeah... everything is better than okay” Keira smiled

“Then why is everyone crying?” Mapí asked confused

“Happy tears Maps... these are happy tears” Keira answered smiling

“Then why is everyone happy crying?” the tattooed girl asked getting even more confused

“Y/n picked up a ball... on her own” Lucy said her voice uncharacterically flat

“Lucy..” Keira immediately understood why your sister reacted that way

“... scuse me for a second.. I need some air” your sister already shoved her chair back nearly running out of the restaurant

“Go after her” Keira said to Ona “... she needs you now”

“What? Why? What happened” the young catalan asked confused

“Just... go” the blonde basically shoved Ona to go after Lucy who thankfully got the message and stumbled after her girlfriend

“Let's start where Ona left off... what happened?” Alexia asked and suddenly all the eyes were on Keira

“Georgia just send me a video of Bitsy playing with a football – on her own... she did upsies and tricks like she never stopped playing” Keira explained setting her phone up pressing play

Everyone looked mesmerized at the little screen – at you controlling the ball like no one they've ever seen

“This is...” Alexia was at loss for words “... I've never seen anything like this... ever”

“Told you the Nena is out of this world” Mapí announced proudly “Mi Nena”

“But... this is good right?” Ingrid asked looking at Keira

“It is...” the blonde nodded

“Then why is Lucy...” Caro asked looking at the restaurant door like Lucy would magically appear

“Three and a half years we waited for that... the amounts of fights we had because of it – because we weren't sure if we should give her a little push or not... you all saw what happened when Mapí caught her off guard...” the blonde started but got interrupted by Maps

“... I'm still very sorry” the tattooed woman said ashamed

“... it wasn't you fault Maps... but you all saw what happened.... and NOW... after three and a half years... she picks up a ball.. in Munich... at her girlfriends trainings ground...” Keira kept going

“Lucia is hurt” Alexia mumbled and Keira nodded

“But why? It's amazing that Nena plays again... Ale you have to talk to all them big people you know... we can't lose her to england... or worse... Madrid!!” Mapí said shocked her eyes wide

“María...” Ingrid started gently smiling a little “... lille venn can't play anymore remember?”

“But... she just did” the tattooed girl pointed at Keiras phone

“And neither Lucia nor Keira where there to experience it first hand” the norwegian said softly knowing her girlfriend didn't mean any harm she just... was slow sometimes.

“Oh... OH... that sucks... I'm sorry Keira” Mapí bursted out looking apologetic in Keiras direction

“It's okay Maps... I expected it to be honest... In Munich no one knows who she is...” the blonde said but Alexia, Ingrid, Irene and Marta didn't miss the hurt undertone in their teammates voice

“Can we do anything to help Luce?” the tattooed spaniard asked

“No... she needs to work through it on her own” the blonde shook her head

“Then why did you send Ona after her?” Ingrid wondered

“She's complex.. she needs to work on it on her own but at the same time she needs someone there... someone who she trust... who she can break in front” Keira said “... so... dessert anyone?”

And with this the topic of you picking up a ball was history. At least inside – outside was a different story

“Amor” Ona carefully tried to approach Lucy carefully

“No... I need... I need space... I need to breath” your sister said upset roaming the pavement in front of the restaurant

“Okay... I'll be just here if you need me” the young catalan said calmly pointing to one of the window sills sitting down on it

Lucy roamed for another 10 minutes before she suddenly stopped looking at Ona

“Three and a half years...” your sister blurted out “... three and a half years... I waited three and a half years...” before she started roaming again

Ona just kept quiet waited for her girlfriend to continue to rant and get it off her chest

“... and she has the AUDACITY to pick up a ball in Munich... MUNICH!!!” Lucy ranted angrily “... In front of Georgia Stanway!!”

“Lucy..” Ona said softly

“I was there... every step of the way... I held her when she had nightmares... I picked her up when she did more than her knees could handle and she fell.. I cooked for her even tho she never eaten more than a spoon full... I drove her to rehab sessions and picked her up... I took her to camp with me because I was scared she'd do something stupid if I leave her alone... where was Georgia all the time?” your sister just kept talking “... she was no where to be seen... and now she gets to be there when y/n decides to pick up a ball again... she gets to witness something Keira and I worked for three and a half years?”

“Lucy... amor” Ona tried again keeping her voice soft and calm

“She doesn't DESERVE it to witness that!!” Lucy exploded and Ona knew now was the time to interfere

“Amor... mi vida” the young catalan said her voice low as she pushed herself off the window sill going over to her girlfriend and just pulled Lucy into a hug

Just as she expected Lucy broke down crying the second she felt the arms of her girlfriend tighten around her shoulders

“It's just...” Lucy cried into Onas neck pulling her even closer

“I know... “ the catalan said softly “... but it looked like she didn't know Georgia was there”

“But why does G get to witness that? Why wasn't I there?” your sister hick-upped “I should've been there...”

“I don't think Georgia was meant to witness that...” Ona said her heart breaking a little bit when she heard her girlfriend crying into her shirt

“But she did” Lucy cried not knowing how to deal with the situation “She got to see it”

“Let us go home okay... lets just get some rest” the catalan whispered already pulling out her phone to text Alexia

“We can't... the team” your sister pulled back a little bit trying to contain her tears and sadness

“They'll understand...” Ona said softly “... let me just text Ale... they can take our stuff to and bring it to training tomorrow”

“Thank you” Lucy mumbled holding onto her girlfriend for dear life

Back in Munich you didn't have a clue of your sister breakdown – you were laying happily on your girlfriends couch. Maybe a little too happy.

“Baby... are you okay?” Georgia asked raising her eyebrow at you where you laid on top of her your head on her chest

“Sí” you giggled “muy bien... todo bien”

“Okay...” your girlfriend looked at you confused “... care to switch back to english?”

“No parlo anglès” you giggled pushing your nose against her chest

“Oh fuck me...” Georgia sighed out “... ehrm... wait... who do I know who speaks english AND spanish....”

“El castellà és una llengua bonica...i dones boniques” you giggled

“Tainara” your girlfriend suddenly exclaimed angling for her phone from the side table calling her teammate while you continued to giggle into her chest

“Yeah George?” Tainara answered the phone after the second ring

“Sorry to call you this late... but my... friend... something is not okay with her and she speaks something language I don't understand and... can you help?” Georgia rambled

“Sure... put her on.. I try to help” Gs teammate answered

“y/n... my teammate wants to talk to you” your girlfriend pushed her phone into your face for you to take it

“Hola... qui ets?” you asked wondering

“Oooookay... give me back to Georgia please... you understand english right?” Tainara said

“Sí...” you giggled handing the phone back to your girlfriend

“Yeah?” Georgia asked carefully

“That's spanish you muppet” the Brazilian woman said flatly

“And?” your girlfriend asked confused

“I'm from Brazil” her teammate exclaimed

“Again... and?” Georgia didn't understand what the problem was

“I don't speak spanish... I speak Portuguese” Tainara said a little offended

“Okay look... it kinda sounds the same to me” your girlfriend said ashamed “... so you can't help me?”

“No you asshat... and you owe me a big ass lunch for saying spanish and Portuguese sound the same” Tainara grumbled “... Ana is Colombian... they speak spanish”

“Thank you... god bless your Portuguese soul” Georgia sighed in relieve as she was about to hang up

“I'M FROM BRAZIL!!” you heard yelling from the phone as the call disconnected which caused a new round of giggles

“Hang in there Baby... I'm getting help” your girlfriend mumbled holding you closer to her calling another number

“Yeh?” a tired voice answered after some rings

“Ana? That you?” Georgia asked a little desperate

“Yes? You called me.. G.. if you interrupted my nap by accident” Ana said getting fed up already

“No no... my... friend... she speaks spanish even tho she doesn't speak spanish... I already called Tainara but she couldn't help... and I need help to understand her” your girlfriend rambled again

“Ay dios...” you heard from the phone and it made you perk up

“Uh... I think she understood that... here... talk to her and find out what's going on” Georgia immediately catched on your change of behaviour and once again pressed the phone into your hand

“Hola?” you asked giggling

“Hola chica... cómo estás?” Georgias teammate asked you

“Soy buena y tu?” you giggled

“Bien gracias... Entoces qué te pasa?” Ana asked trying to figure out what's wrong with you

“res per què?” you answered confused

“Puedes devlverme a G por favor?” the Colombian asked

“Sí cap problema” you smiled even tho Ana couldn't see it handing the phone back to your girlfriend

“And?” Georgia asked hopefully

“Yeah I can't help you...” her teammate said nonchalantly

“Why?? She speaks spanish.. you speak spanish... bam... help me” your girlfriend said lost

“I would help if that WAS spanish... that's catalan... I can understand bits of accents away from other spanish but catalan? no... sorry...” Ana said apologetic

“Ugh... fuck meeee...” Georgia whined “... you have any idea who I could call? I just want to know what's going on?”

“Ehrm... my best guess... someone from Catalonia?” the Colombian offered and started to chuckle

“Great help....” your girlfriend said flatly “... I don't know anyone from there”

“Isn't your best friend from Barcelona?” Ana mused

“KEIRA!!! YES!!!” Georgia exclaimed suddenly sitting up quickly which resulted in you getting squished into her torso “You're a godsend Ana... see you tomorrow... good nap!!”

Georgia quickly hung up the call immediately dialling Keiras number waiting nervously for her best friend to pick up

“Hey G...” Keira finally answered and Georgia could hear laughter and voices in the background

“Keiraaaaaa.... heeeeey...” your girlfriend greeted Keira sounding like a maniac

“Oh god... what happened? Is Bitsy okay? Are you okay? Are you both okay?” Keira immediately knew something was off her mind already painting the most worrying pictures

“Yeah yeah we're good... kinda” Georgia said quickly

“Kinda?” her best friend repeated confused

“Yeah you see... we're here... in Munich... on me couch...” your girlfriend started feeling you giggle against her stomach

“I hope for your sakes that you really are” Keira growled her alarm bells screaming “God save the King”

“We are... but... something is not right with y/n... she's all... giggle-y... and...” Georgia confessed embarrassed

“Aaaaand?” her best friend asked her patience low

“ShespeakingspanishandIdon'tunderstandherhelp” your girlfriend mumbled quickly

“Again?” Keira asked confused not knowing if she heard correctly

“For some reason she's speaking spanish and I don't... so... help? Please?” Georgias voice was high

“Why is she speaking spanish?” Keira asked confused

“I don't know... she just started speaking spanish out of nowhere and I tried to solve the problem by asking me teammates but apparently Portuguese is not spanish and even the one who apparently speaks spanish didn't understand spanish... useless the lot of them I tell ya” your girlfriend huffed “... so... help?”

“Oh god... why... why did you two find each other... I'm 27... I'm having GREY hair G... GREY!!!” Keira exclaimed upset

“It's not like anyone would notice between them ginger ones” Georgia shrugged her shoulders

“Georgia Marie Stanway!” her best friend scolded her “... ugh... just get Bitsy on the phone”

“Hey Baby... Keira...” and for a third time that night the phone was shoved in your face

“Sí?” you tried your hardest to sound as normal as possible knowing Keira would catch on and then you were in trouble

“Hey Bitsy... you alright?” Keira cooed sweetly

“Estic perfectamente bé... per què?” you answered honestly and a small snort made it out

“Oh dear jesus lord in heaven” you heard Keira huff “Alexia... mind doing me a favor?”

“What's the matter?” you heard the Barca capitana asked

“Here... your Cariño is on some kind of drug and now she speaks catalan... you are catalan... fix it...” Keira said as she passed the phone to her friend

“Holi Cariño?!” Alexia said a little confusion in her voice

You only squeaked before you threw the phone across the room – even in your current state you knew you were in SO much trouble if Alexia gets involved

“Hey... don't throw me phone!” Georgia exclaimed shocked

“Ho sento” you mumbled trying to push your face deeper into Georgias body hiding from the world

“Baby.... I don't understand you... I just want to help” your girlfriend begged you “... let me go so I can go get me phone?”

“No” you whined holding tighter onto Georgia

“Baby... please” G tried to pry your arms off her “... me phone”

“No necessities el teu phone” you mumbled but your grip loosened a little bit which Georgia used to pushed herself out under you quickly walking to pick up her phone

“Keira?” she asked hoping her friend didn't hung up

“No... Alexia” the other person answered

“Jesus fuck” Georgia sweared throwing her phone a little further away before running after it picking the phone up again “... ehrm... sorry... that was... quiet the surprise... big fan”

“Georgia sí?” Alexia asked trying to keep a clear head

“Yes... that's me” your girlfriend nodded even tho nobody could see it

“Okay... what's wrong with mi Cariño?” the spaniard asked still trying to figure out what is happening

“You mean y/n?” Georgia asked confused

“Yes... y/n... Bronze... the small Bronze” Alexia answered losing her patience already

“I... don't know... we were laying on the couch doing.... nothing.. and she started giggling and speaking spanish... I don't speak spanish... she doesn't speak spanish... so I need help... please” your girlfriend explained once again

“Okay... I can work with that... put me on speaker” the Barca capitana instructed

“Okay... sure... ehrm... wait...” Georgia said before pushing the speaker button “... you're on speaker, Miss Putellas”

“Hola Cariño” Ale said ignoring Georgias rambling

“Ale... Com estás?” you giggled

“Estic bé i tu?” the spaniard asked hearing you speaking catalan surprising her

“Sóc genial” you exclaimed happily

“Per què parles català?” Alexia smiled to herself

“Perquè puc” you grinned proudly “Digues bonmatí”

“Ah, doncs li hauria de dir a l'Aitana?” the blonde spaniard chuckled “... per què hauria de fer això”

“Aitana estarà orgullosa” you said wholeheartly

“Oh but I'm proud of you too....” Alexia said softly “... so tell me mi Cariño... why are you speaking catalan?”

“Ona taught me” you said like it was the most obvious thing on the world

“Ona?” the spaniard asked completely at loss

“Yes... the friendly spaniard” you nodded quickly

“And we're back with the nicknames” Alexia sighed “... want to tell me about your day Cariño?”

“Uh... didn't do anything special.. we had breakfast... VERY good Avo-toast... you spaniards could learn to make Avo-toasts... it's not that hard you know... it's avow.. and toast...” you started to recap your day getting distracted

“Cari.... after breakfast” Alexia stressed

“... oh yeah... we went to this garden... not the bad one where I'm not allowed to go anymore... the nice garden... babe... what's the nice garden called” you got distracted again

“... Englischer Garten... english garden” your girlfriend provided thankful you're speaking english again

“That one... you should come visit pretty spaniard” you giggled “... they have beautiful trees... cherry trees... and this little tent-thingy”

“Cari... focus” the blonde spaniard pressed

“uh... then we went for lunch... just a small one... I had....” you looked at Georgia for help again

“Wurstsalat” Georgia threw in

“... that... it's like sliced sausage with vinegar and onions and pickles and it's really good... oh and you eat it with bread” you giggled again

“Cariño por favor..” the Barca woman groaned

“... then we went home for a nap... and G overslept so we didn't have time for coffee because we had to take public transport to training... G lost her license you know – she drove like a cunt and got a nice picture of it... expensive picture” you just kept talking ignoring Alexias groaning and Georgias shocked face “... we made it to training and they had just a light session I got a bit bored and fell asleep... after training we went home and I cooked...”

“What did you cook Cari?” Alexia perked up

“Penne all'Amatriciana.... it's pasta with beef... or... vedella” you said proudly

“Hm... sounds delicious... how did you prepare the beef Cariño?” the spaniard suspected something specific

“You need to season the filet beforehand... just salt and a little bit of pepper” you started to explain happily and Alexia let you talk “... heat the frying pan to basically volcano and then throw the filet in there... fry fry fry... and than deglaze it with a good dash of red....”

“Red?” Alexia and Georgia asked at the same time

“Yes... don't worry... the alcohol goes all poof with the heat of the pan... no alcohol left in the meat... but it gives it some amazing flavour...” you waved off “... then you throw in the cooked pasta, some fresh tomatoes, basil and parmesan”

“Red wine?” the blonde spaniard clarified

“Sí” you said again

“I don't even have red wine in me flat” your girlfriend exclaimed shocked

“Stole it from Lucy.. she has a whole ass wine rack she didn't even noticed I packed it... got it through camp as well” you answered proudly

“Ay dios mio” you heard Alexia through the phone “Cariño... did you have a sip from the wine?”

“Maaaaaaybe a little” you sing songed

“Ay dios” the spaniard huffed out “how many sips did you have Cari?”

“Just a few” you grinned

“Georgia... look for that bottle” Alexia instructed and immediately sprinted into the kitchen “Cari... why did you take the red wine form Lucia”

“She doesn't need it... she didn't even know what she had there... it was a Vega Sicilia” you said getting upset

“That's a very good wine” the spaniard mused trying to keep you calm “... you have good taste Cari”

“Bottle is half empty” Georgia panted coming sprinting back in “you drank half a bottle of wine?”

“Nooooo...” you giggled “... I put some in the pan too... like... two dashes”

“Oh god...” your girlfriend whined “Miss Putellas...”

“You can call her pretty spaniard... she doesn't care” you interrupted grinning

“Please don't” Alexia exclaimed “Alexia is just fine”

“Please don't tell Keira y/n is drunk... I swore I look after her” Georgia begged

“I'm not drunk” you said seriously

“Cari... you are drunk... but some sleep will fix this, hm?” the blonde hummed

“But I'm not tired” you said confused

“Oh but you are... you told me” Alexia lied hoping you would fall for it

“Oooooh yeah... true... baby I'm tired... I'm going to bed okay” you nodded seriously tossing the phone at your girlfriend swaying in the general direction of the bedroom

“What... where.. huh?” your girlfriend watched as you made it through the open door face planting onto the bed

“You're welcome” Alexia said before she hung up

“Crazy... all of them are crazy” Georgia shook her head

“Ugh” you groaned next morning when you felt Georgias fingertips dance across your ribcage

“Morning drunky” your girlfriend chuckled behind you nuzzling into the back of your neck

“Not drunky” you mumbled closing your eyes again protecting them from the far to bright light in the room

“Oh you so were drunk” Georgia chuckled pressing a soft kiss to your neck

“Was not” you groaned again

“You spoke catalan” your girlfriend pointed out and THAT made you shoot up into a sitting position – which turned out not to be a good idea since you immediately got hit with nausea and headache.

“How do you know I spoke catalan... I don't even speak catalan” you looked at Georgia panicked

“Oh but you do... you had a whole ass conversation with Alexia Putellas...” your girlfriend said as she laid on her back her arms stretched above her head

“Alexia??” you screeched

“Look... I got worried... you were all giggly and strange and you spoke a language I didn't understand... I asked me teammates for help but even they couldn't help... so I called Keira..” your girlfriend explained

“Keira??” you screeched even higher

“Yeah... she couldn't help so she put Alexia on the phone.. she helped...” Georgia shrugged her shoulders sitting up now “... she even got you to go to bed”

“Oh fuck me G... that's bad... so SO bad” you whined

“Why... you had a little wine... geez when I was your age I literally tubed beer” your girlfriend said trying to calm you down

“Do you realize what Ale will do with me once I'm back in Barc... I'm simply never going back to Barcelona... easy...” you started to whine before you just had THE idea

“Yeah well... I don't think Lucy will let that happen” Georgia scratched the back of her neck embarrassed

“We just ignore her...” you looked pleadingly at the blonde

“I still have to play with her in the national team... and you have to go to camps too now since you signed a contract” your girlfriend pointed out killing your plan with her stupid logic

“Ah fuck” you groaned and let yourself fall backwards onto the bed again

“Baby.... it's not that bad....” Georgia tried again

“You wanna tell Lucy I got drunk on red wine?” you raised your eyebrow in challenge

“We just pay Keira and Alexia to never ever breath a word of that” your girlfriend quickly said seeing what you meant

“Mhm... thought so” you mumbled

“Okay... I have training this morning and fitness in the afternoon... you wanna join or stay here?” Georgia looked down at you

“I want to die.... that headache is going to kill me” you whined which made G chuckle

“I'll get you some water and paracetamol” your girlfriend said before pressing a kiss to your head and stood up

“And a bagel... I want a bagel... with bacon....” you yelled after her

When Georgia returned with the bottle of water and two pills you were dead asleep again

“Guess you won't join training then” the blonde mumbled smiling walking towards the bathroom to take her shower and get herself ready for the day

You woke up two hours later to a quiet flat. You groaned again rolling over to your other side seeing the water bottle and the pills laying on your nightstand.

“Every time I think I can't fall more for her she pulls some shit and I fall even harder” you mumble to yourself swallowing the pills with a large gulp of water

“Ugh... I hate pills” you shuddered but made it slowly out of bed dragging yourself into the kitchen where you found a post it on the coffeemashine and one on the fridge

“Press “an”... who the fuck is Ann?” you read loudly looking at the coffeemashine like it offended your whole family

“... oh... there... button... an...” you pressed the button and the machine started to come to life “.... oh cool...” you shrugged your shoulders

“... when all the lights are on... press “Kaffee”...” you read again looking for the right button

“uh... that thing can make Cappuccino” you said excited pressing on that button instead of Kaffee

The machine started to grind the beans – which did wonders for your headache – but THEN it made weird noises. Like it was dying.

“Oooooh no no no no no” you said in panic “... stop dying.... just coffee... you already started the coffee... just... put it in the cup... here... it's a nice cup... look... it's from here actually... it's a Bayern Munich cup... you like Munich right... you live here”

You spoke to the coffeemaker like it would actually answer you but it continued to make weird sounds so you decided to try a different approach

“If I now press Kaffee... will you stop dying... please?” you looked at the machine pleadingly before hitting the coffee button over and over again

“Please... stop dying... G will kill me if I kill you” you said desperately but it was no use

“Okay... we gonna approach that rationally... you had a good life... I'm gonna pull the plug now” you said and pulled the cable out of the socket with closed eyes – immediately the machine stopped “dying” and you sighed in relieve

“Okay... so no to coffee... new plan... get a shower... get ready... go coffee” you mumbled to yourself already leaving the kitchen for the bathroom

30 minutes later you checked your pockets if you have everything before pulling the door shut going down the stairs and step outside into the beautiful Munich sunshine. You had no clue where you were or where you needed to go so you just played eene meeny mooh and then turned right to follow the street. On the next occasion you turned right following an important looking sign hoping for some sightseeing. Again you followed the sign on the next traffic light as it pointed to the left. You took some pictures on your phone on the way being absolutely mesmerized by the buildings you passed in awe. You followed the road for some time until you discovered the next sign telling you to go left and suddenly you stood in front of a big building... with a lot of cars inside. It dawned on you - you just followed a Carpark sign. You were very disappointed at this point. So you decided to walk along the carpark building until you were back on a bigger road. You totally winged this Munich tour.

You followed the bigger road until you spotted a group of Asian people who looked like they were getting a city tour with a guide. So you decided to just go with that group since the guide apparently knew what she was doing. After some short stops at some buildings you were absolutely not interested in you found yourself at a place you reconized from being here with Georgia before – the Viktualienmarkt. It was a beautiful big market place where you could basically get everything. Fresh fruit and vegetables. Honey and Bee products. Wine (slight heave) and Beer. Good food. Nice people. Everything in one place. That also was the moment you realized you had no money on you. Which sucked big time since you got quite hungry with your exploring. You pulled out your phone to see five missed calls. When you pulled them calls up you saw two from your girlfriend, one from Keira, one from Lucy and one from an unknown number. So you decided to call your girlfriend back first and to your surprise she answered after the second ring. Which was VERY unusual for Georgia since you normally needed four tries to get her on the phone

“Baby.. where are you... I came home half an hour ago with you gone... are you okay?” your girlfriend spoke quickly and her voice showing her increased stress level

“I'm alright... I'm at the big market place...” you said confused

“Big market pla... love... where the fuck are you?” Georgia said even more confused that you were

“You know... where you took me when I visited the first time... where you can buy all that bee stuff in that little corner shop on the market” you tried to explain since you didn't want to make a fool out of yourself for pronouncing the places name wrong

“I have NO idea where you are... wait... look for someone nice and let me talk to them” your girlfriend tried so hard to figure out were you where

“Okay... wait” you looked around until you spotted someone familiar – it was the nice waitress from the breakfast place G took you to yesterday so you approached her carefully

“Ehrm... excuse me?” you lightly tapped her shoulder

“Ja?” the nice blonde turned around “Oh hi... I remember you... you had the two avocado toasts yesterday with your friends”

“Actually just one... the other one my friend ate before I could grab a bite... that bottomless bitch...” you said still a sore topic for you “... I... need help... could you please help...?”

“Dinara...” the woman offered smiling friendly “... and of course – what's the problem”

“I... got... kinda lost?” you said embarrassed holding your phone up “... me.. friend is on the phone but she's too thick to figure out where I am so can you please tell her..?”

“Oh my god of course” Dinara laughed as she took your phone “Hi? So your friend is at Viktualienmarkt just opposite Chicos Saftbar... at the golden chicken”

“Oh god thank you so much” you heard the relieved sigh of your girlfriend through your phone “I know you probably have better things to do but... could you maybe keep an eye on her... or chain her to one of the lampposts so she can't run off again? Either way is fine”

“Excuse me??” you exclaimed upset “... tying me to a post?? The fuck you think you are – you ain't Luce”

“Depends on how long you need to get here...” the blonde woman said amused at your outburst

“Half an hour max... I'm already on me way” Georgia said panting as she was jogging down the street to the next tramway

“Yeah I can do that... I'll take her to Café Schmalznudel” the nice helpfully blonde said still grinning at your behaviour since you retreated to grumble to yourself about getting tied up to a post

“Thank you so SO much” your girlfriend said as she got onto the tramway towards the city centre

“No problem...” Dinara smiled as she tugged on your sleeve so you would follow her “... I know how it is to get lost in Munich”

“Where we going? I'll have you know I have a lots of friends who will come looking for you if you murder me” you said but still walked after the blonde

“I was about to get you some coffee and some delicious pastry but since you accused me of being a murderer you can sit and watch me eat and have my coffee” the blonde said sweetly

“That's literally letting me starve... I didn't get coffee this morning because me gi... friend... friend decided to get a coffeemaker you need a fucking PhD for and then I got lost...” you deadpanned as the blonde woman shoved you into a small shop where it smelled deliciously

“Are you always this dark and twisted sarcastic?” Dinara asked interested

“Yes... got it from... I wanted to say my family but they're not like me... in terms of fun... they're all very humourless.. except for me sister... she has her moments... they're rare but she has them” you mused “... she's trying”

“Okay...” the blonde laughed “... what do you want... I recommend the Dampfnudel” she said as she pointed to one of the trays

“What's that?” you looked interested

“It's a yeast dough with a plum marmalade filling... very tasty” D explained “... or there we have Auszogne...”

“Uh.. I had that before... they're amazing” you looked at the pastry your mouth watering “I want them all”

“You literally will puke if you eat everything... so let's settle for one and you can come back with your friend another time” the blonde said

“Gibberish gibberish dare” you looked at her straight in the eye grumbling

“What?” the young woman looked at you confused

“It's... Swedish? Danish? Cold countryish for “you're mean”...” you said huffing a little

“Have it your way... I'm going to order now” the blonde shrugged her shoulders turning around to the guy behind the counter starting to order

“I take that yeast thingy” you interrupted from behind her

“Und eine Dampfnudel mit... what coffee?” the woman said half turning to you

“Do you guys know what a cappuccino is?” you asked carefully

“We're a European country and closer to Italy than the UK... yes we know what a cappuccino is” the woman said rolling her eyes “... und einen Cappuccino bitte”

20 minutes later your girlfriend bursted through the front door looking around panicked before she spotted you speed walking over

“What the hell were you thinking???” your girlfriend said panting

“I was thinking about getting a coffee” you looked at her confused

“I... I.. what?” Georgia looked at you in disbelieve “... coffee?”

“Yes... you know... that black liquid that brings you back to life” you chewed on your pastry as you heard your new friend snort beside you

“I have a perfectly fine coffeemaker at home” your girlfriend exclaimed

“Had... I think it dead” you looked at her innocently and G couldn't do anything than look at you flabbergasted

“So... as lovely as this interaction was... I need to get to work” Dinara suddenly exclaimed and stood up

“What do I owe you... wait... you paid for her stuff right?” Georgia started to ramble and rummaged through her pockets “... here... 50 Euros.... 10 for the food the rest for having to deal with her”

“No needs... she is a delight once she's fed and caffeinated” the blonde waitress laughed and pushed Georgias hand back denying the money

“No really... I can't thank you enough... god knows where she would've ended up” your girlfriend tried to give Dinara the money again

“It's okay... just... put one past Coll for the girls who look up to you” Dinara smiled winked and pushed past Georgia leaving the small place leaving Georgia behind looking confused

“You think she'll come back for the rest of her pastry?” you quipped up behind your girlfriend eyeing the piece interested

“Honestly Baby... what where you thinking? You don't know the City, you don't know the language you didn't even knew where you were” Georgia whisper yelled after she sat down opposite to you

“Look... you were gone when I woke up... I tried to make coffee the machine died... yes, I don't know the city or where I was... but I'm not five... and for the language barrier.. you don't speak german either” you said back your voice low “... you won't believe it Georgia Stanway but people speak english and I found out pretty quickly that the people here are actually pretty helpful if you just ask nicely and be polite”

“I know that... I got scared okay... I know you're not five... but I came home and you were gone and you didn't answer your phone...” your girlfriend said calmly and you saw how she tried to keep herself calm too

“I didn't hear it because it was on silent” you sneered back “What is the big deal?”

“The big deal is that I started to call hospitals because I thought someone knocked you out” Georgia said and you saw how she lost her patience

“G... I can look out for myself.. did it for years” you snapped at her

“Let's go home okay... we can talk about it but we're in public” your girlfriend sighed

But you wouldn't be a Bronze if you wouldn't have the treat of stubbornness

“YOU can go home... I'll use the credit card I stole from Lucy and buy myself a flight to....” you stopped thinking a second “... Manchester”

“Baby please...” Georgia pleaded trying to take your hand but you pulled it away

“No...” you sneered “... don't touch me”

“I won't let you run... and if you run I'll follow you” your girlfriend said her voice low “I can't let you run.. I love you”

Your head snapped up and you looked at her shocked

“You... never said that” you whispered out

“I love you... I got so so scared when I got home...” Georgia said carefully taking your hand and this time you let her “... I told you before I can't and don't want to imagine a world without you... so when you were gone I panicked”

“I'm sorry...” you mumbled “... but honestly it's your coffeemakers fault”

“You pressed another button didn't you” your girlfriend smirked

“It offered cappuccino” you defended yourself

“It can also make cappuccino... if you fill up the milk tank” Georgia said grinning

“I love you too” you mumbled as you let your girlfriend pull you out of the chair

“I know... if you didn't you would be at the airport already” Georgia pulled you into her side pressing a subtle kiss to your temple

“Baby??” you heard your girlfriend call from the kitchen

“Yeah?” you yelled back from the spot on the couch

“Pernille asked if we want to join them for dinner tonight?” Georgia said as she leans against the doorframe of the living room

“Yeah why not...” you said distracted “... what the hell am I watching? There are naked people.. it's freaking daytime”

“Would you be able to whip up a desert? I hate coming empty handed and wine isn't an option this time” your girlfriend asked already texting her teammate back “And what are you watching?”

“How the fuck should I know... I understand fuck all” you exclaimed pointing at the TV with the remote control in your hand

“Oh god... you found the trash TV channel...” Georgia groaned after she threw a quick look at the screen

“That isn't normal trash... that... offensive trash” you exclaimed watching how two police officers start a yelling match with two naked people “What they yelling about?”

“Erregung öffentlichen Ärgernisses...” your girlfriend said distracted still on the phone texting Pernille “... public outrage”

“Yeah I bet... I would be outraged if I see naked people buying a newspaper in broad daylight” you snorted and kept watching how the police officers tried to reason with the nakeys

“Didn't Ella and you once walked naked into Old Trafford?” Georgia asked looking at you expectantly

“THAT was a dare...” you pointed out tilting your head trying to make sense out of the scene that was displayed on screen

“Baby... about that desert” your girlfriend asked again

“Yes I'll whip something up” you said absent still not believing what you see on TV

“Thank you” Georgia pressed a kiss to your head as she walked passed “... I advice to change the show.. it's not getting better”

“It's kinda fascinating....” you said in awe

“No it's not.. it's trash TV” your girlfriend snorted as she started to pack for her afternoon fitness session “You're going to join in?”

“I'll join... but not in” you grinned “Just let me look how long the thingy takes I want to make for the wine replacement”

“I can bring wine... but you won't having any” Georgia grinned as she threw a second kit into her bag knowing fully well you're gonna join in at some point

“I would need about two hours... do we have that much time?” you looked up from your phone where you googled the receipt

“Sure... training ends around 5... I can get you an Uber so you can go home earlier and get a head start” your girlfriend shrugged her shoulders

“You won't let me use public right?” you asked hopefully

“Yeah no... even I get lost sometimes with all them trains and tramways and undergrounds and busses...” Georgia shook her head

“Can someone else drive me? Uber is always so awkward” you whined

“You can ask Alex... he should still be in doing... whatever managers do in their offices... maybe he can drive you” your girlfriend offered

“Sounds good” you grinned knowing exactly how you would get the Trainer to agree driving you back to Georgias apartment

Georgia was right of course. As soon as you walked into the locker room Jill pounced on you talking your ear off while making you promise you would join in the gym. You tried to get out of it by saying you didn't have anything gym appropriate as you get hit in the face by a shirt and some short. Your girlfriend grinned widely at you as you shot her a dirty look which made most of the team laugh. So you changed into the kit Georgia threw at you which resulted in G looking smug and Magda rolling her eyes

“What?” you grumbled at the swede

“Wearing her number? Want to make it anymore obvious?” Magda said her voice low

“She my friend and the only Lioness here... as well as the best friend of one of the women who raised me AND a good friend of my sister...” you answered automatically

“Knew that speech by heart do you?” the blonde swede grinned

“You know how often I had to say that to the newbies at Camp?” you rolled your eyes as you pulled some shoes on “... dear jesus... whose shoes are that?”

“Your... friends” Magda chuckled emphasizing the “friend”

“Bitch...” you grumbled before looking up at the swede “... what's your shoe size?”

“Ehrm... 40” the swede answered

“What's that in UK size?” you looked confused

“7” Pernille answered as she walked past have followed your conversation with half an ear

“Why do you guys have such hobbit feet?” you groaned looking around “Anyone shoes in 8.5?”

You were met with stunned silence. You looked for help at Pernille who looked at her teammates

“42/43 anyone?” the Danish asked into the round but was met with just head shakes “Sorry Søde... looks like you have to go barefoot”

“Barefoot my ass” you grumbled as you walked out of the room and straight into the managers office “Alex... what's your shoe size”

“Ehrm... 43” the norwegian Trainer answered bewildered

“Perfect... give me your shoes” you demanded and pointed at his NIKE Free Metcon5

“Excuse me?” the brown haired man looked at you

“You're players are annoying and now I have to go to the gym with them but they all have mini feet and I don't... so I need shoes... you have me size.. so give me your shoes” you explained

“What's the magic word?” the Norwegian grinned

“Please” you rolled your eyes annoyed

“See... not so hard...” he grinned as he threw his shoes over to you “oh by the way... Ingrid Engen says hi... you better not tell us Barca secrets or she sees herself in the position of taking actions against you you won't like”

“Pff.... Princess Norwegian is far to nice to do something...” you waved off as you pulled the shoes on

“Engen? Probably.... Graham-Hansen on the other side... wouldn't want to piss her off” the man smirked

“You know... if you want me to help you poke Barcas ego... you're not doing a good job in convincing me” you said tilting your head

“I want to win” the Norwegian said confident

“Against Barca?” you laughed out in disbelieve

“Yes...” he nodded curtly

“You know I'm not a bullshitter.... and you have a good team... but defeating Barca? They will have to have a REALLY bad day...” you said honestly tying the laces “... they have everything... Forwards who are constantly on fire... a blazing midfield... and don't get me started on the backline”

“You got the Lionesses to win against Spain” the man pointed out as he leaned back in his chair his white socks shining under his table

“And I have a contract with the Lionesses... I can't help you... officially” you said smirking slightly “... but if I by pure accident write down some plays and weak Barca links and lose them and you find them by chance...”

“Coincidence” the Norwegian shrugged smirking as well

“Pure accident....” you grinned “... I'll have it ready by tomorrow evening for losing it”

“I really have to keep hold of Stanway don't I?” the man laughed

“For as long as she's happy here...” you shrugged your shoulders before turning around leaving the office

“There she IIIISSSS” you heard Jill before you saw her

“And there she gooooeeesss” you mimicked her turning to leave again

“No no no no no Lieveheersbeestje” the dutch said quickly throwing her arm around your shoulders pulling you further into the gym

“Lie... what?” you looked at her disgusted

“Lieveheersbeestje... Ladybug” the young player smiled

“Ew... stop giving me Pet names... your my annoying soul sister” you pushed her of you

“Naaaaw.... love you too” the dutch sing songed and pulled you back against her

“Let go you annoying gouda-head” you said trying to push her away again

“Say that you love me too” Jill laughed holding on to you even tighter

“My Sister taught me not to lie..” you pushed harder even tho both of you were just messing “so I'm not saying this because it would be a big fat lie”

“You don't mean that” the dutch exclaimed shocked

“Pernille!!!!” you whined out as you spotted the Danish player “Jill is mean to me...”

“Jill...” the light blonde warned as she stretched her muscles

“I didn't do anything” the dutch defended herself

“She wanted me to lie... Lucy said if she ever catches me lying she cuts me feet off!” you immediately said accusingly

“Kids” Pernille warned now both of you before turning to her girlfriend “Which one do you want?”

“The small Bronze of course” Magda looked at Pernille like she lost her mind “I really don't understand that question”

“Just wanted to be polite” the Danish said rolling her eyes “Take your kid to the other side of the room... these two together won't be good”

“Come on Kid... we start over there” Magda pulled you out of Jills grip and to the other side of the gym

“I'm not your Kid” you looked confused but let the swede pull you along

“Now you are... or do you prefer Kiddo?” the blonde swede grinned “Or should I throw Swedish nicknames at you?”

“Can't you just be normal?” you looked bewildered

“Normal is boring... I'm fun” Magda grinned

“And old...” you mumbled

“Hey... I'm not old” the blonde exclaimed

“Oh sorry... you are experienced” you nodded with a shit eating grin

“Just... do your training” Magda pushed you towards the treadmill

“I... don't have a trainings plan” you said confused

“Then do whatever you fell like but please do something... Pernille is already looking over” the swede whisper yelled

“Uuuuhhh... someone is scared of her girlfriend” you teased the older player

“You want me to get her on your ass... I still can swap kids” Magda said grinning

“I... can't go on the treadmill...” you admitted a little ashamed

“Why not... it's not that hard... and you look fit enough to do it” the swede pushed you slightly

“No... I... physically can't...” you started to bite your lip looking up to find your girlfriend

“Would you please explain that?” Magda said carefully sensing that it was a very personal topic

“I have... knee issues” you said finally spotting your girlfriend on the bench press

“Okay...” the swede said softly “... want to do some arm work?”

“I can do push ups or pull ups” you said excited and grateful that Magda dropped the topic

“How many pull ups can you manage?” Magda grinned poking at your competitiveness

“More than you” you shot back

“Oh we're gonna see that” the blonde grinned already jumping up to grab the monkey bar

“Respect little Bronze...” Magda panted out next to you as both of you laid on the ground faces red and covered in sweat “... didn't think you had it in you”

“My sister is Lucy Bronze...” you panted back “... had to beat her in something”

“Are you two done being idiots?” Pernille asked appearing in your line of vision

“We're not idiots” the swede answered her girlfriend “... we had to settle an argument”

“Oh really...” the Danish said raising her eyebrows “... keeping everyone from training because you two do pull ups until you pass out... counts as being idiotic”

“I won” you weakly pointed out your breathing slowly getting back to normal

“Pff... you wish” the blonde swede next to you huffed

“Oh I won” you sat up quickly which turned out to be the wrong move as you began to sway

“Yes Søde you won” Pernille was immediately by your side steadying you with her legs

“She didn't.... you shouldn't lie to her” Magda exclaimed

“She won” the Danish said firmly throwing her girlfriend a look that probably could freeze hell

“Yes darling... she won... fair and square...” the swede quickly corrected herself and it made you snicker

“Alex is waiting for you?” the Danish looked down at you

“Uh yeah... he driving me home” you quickly said trying to stand up but your said it wasn't a good idea

“Stay down... let your body relax and let it come back from the torture you just put it through” Pernille said gently

“Don't have time for that” you answered trying to stand up again

“Oh but you gonna make time Søde...” the Danish smirked and you knew you better listen

“If G helps me... would you please let me go shower?” you asked carefully

“No... Georgia has to train” Pernille answered shortly “... I normally should train too but I can stay a little longer with Magda so I can afford a few minutes”

“We stay longer?” the blonde swede whined “Why?”

“Because you haven't done any of your training so far... you did pull ups....” the Danish answered strictly

“Aaaah maaaan” Magda huffed annoyed

“Your own fault... MY kid is already done with her training by the way... I win the better parent contest” Pernille grinned

“My kid is cooler and fitter” the swede shot back “Your kid is just annoying”

“HA!” you exclaimed happily “I think I can stand up now”

“Try” the Danish encouraged you and you finally got up without swaying “.... okay... off to the shower and you clock out before you leave”

“Yes mom” you rolled your eyes but quickly moved out of the way when Pernille tried to playfully kick your ass

15 minutes later you pushed your head through the door of the gym looking for Pernille

“Mom I'm gone...” you yelled in her direction finding her standing next to Magda who just did some leg press

“I expect you home for dinner” the Danish shot back without taking her eyes of her girlfriend

“Yes mother” you rolled your eyes

“That's “ja mor” for you brat” Pernille played along smiling slightly as she nudged Magda slightly with her foot against her girlfriends hip silently telling her to focus

“Yeah yeah... I'm off..” you pulled a face before disappearing again

“So... any tips for free?” Alex asked as soon you slided into his passenger seat

“You have to watch Aitana... this woman likes to work” you said as you put your seatbelt in place

“I already know that” the Norwegian rolled his eyes as he smoothly maneuvered the car through traffic “... want a little city tour?”

“I wish I could but I really have to get going on this stupid desert G promised Pernille for inviting us for dinner” you grumbled

“You got invited by Hardersson? Nice...” the trainer looked impressed

“Why you look so impressed?” you asked confused not understanding why he would be impressed by a dinner invitation

“You getting invited by our royal couple... impressive... you here now what... two days? Three?” Alex mused

“Three if you count arrival” you said “Royal couple?”

“You don't really follow social media don't you?” the Norwegian asked chuckling

“Not really no... being Lucy Bronzes sister does things.... the amount of thirst messages over my sisters hands or her thighs I received kinda put me off having a social media account... then there were threats... or inappropriate messages... oh yeah... and the messages that said they were happy I had three ACLs.... so no.. not really on social media” you said flatly

“The internet is a dangerous place...” the Trainer said calmly “... but also a good place you know... we as a Club can use it to keep in touch with the fans... we can rewatch games... players can basically promote themselves”

“I know... I never said it was bad... it wasn't just not a good place for me at the time” you said seriously

“But back to the original topic.. Hardersson is the royal couple...” Alex said

“I thought that was Beth and Viv...” you asked confused

“Here in Munich it's Pernille and Magda” the Norwegian smiled

“You're biased because Pernille is on your national team” you said shaking your head

“She's Danish....” the Trainer rolled his eyes “... I'm Norwegian and I don't train the NORWEAGIAN team”

“Danish... Norwegian... Sweden... all cold countries” you grumbled

“England isn't far off” Alex teased you

“We have rain... not cold” you huffed

“I went skiing in Glencoe last winter” the Norwegian chuckled finding immense entertainment in riling you up

“Glencoe is Scotland you fish eating...” you couldn't think off a good insult so you just huffed again

“We're here my token” he laughed as he pointed to the front door of the house where Georgia had her apartment in

“Thanks for the ride trainer” you tipped your head and got out of the car

“Don't forget to lose that paper tomorrow” he yelled after you and you threw a thumbs up at him

“Baby... I'm ho... shit that smells good... what is it?” Georgia yelled as she opened the door and got a little sniff of the pastry you made.

She walked into the kitchen but you weren't there. But she found the most delicious treat. Just as she was about to grab one from the baking tray you yelled from the bathroom

“If you touch them damn things Georgia Stanway I cut your fingers off”

“But you love my fingers!” your girlfriend yelled back in a teasing tone but retreated from the tray

“You still have a tongue I can use...” you deadpanned as you stepped out of the bathroom wearing a dark blue pantsuit with a silver necklace just putting in the matching earrings and light make-up

“True... but you li....” Georgia said but stopped midsentence and just stared at you

“What?” you asked seeing her staring at you

“You... this... you” your girlfriend rambled with wide eyes

“Do you need a restart?” you asked carefully and a little taken aback “... I can hit you if you need it”

“No.... you're just... you're beautiful.... so so beautiful” Georgia whispered

“Thank you” you said shyly your cheeks flushed as you bit your lip

“I think we should stay in....” your girlfriend pushed herself into your space towering a little over you

“No... I spend the last two hours making that desert... we go...” you said firmly pushing her back slightly “... go change... if we're late because of you...”

“Yeah... I'm already moving... no need to get mean woman” Georgia grumbled knowing exactly what you wanted to say

30 Minutes later you stood in front of a small house a little outside the city center with your basket full of deserts. Georgia took it upon herself to ring the doorbell – multiple times to annoy Magda – and was now waiting with a wide grin for the swede to open the door. And that she did. Magda opened the door saw a widely grinning Georgia Stanway with you behind her holding a basket. The swede eyed the basket and you offered it to her so she could take a better look

“I come brining gifts” you smirked as you saw the blonde lurking inside

Suddenly everything went very quickly. Georgia got pushed to the side so she nearly fell into the rose bushes you got grabbed and ungracefully pulled inside as Magda shut the door behind you with her foot

“Pernille... Pernille....” the swede excitedly yelled pulling you behind her further into the house “PERNILLE!!!”

“I'm in the same universe as you... stop screaming... what's the matter” the Danish came out of the – what you assume living room – looking annoyed “... hello dearest daughter of mine”

“Hi...” you said a little bit flustered and confused

“What's the matter Eriksson?” Pernille looked at her girlfriend who just pushed you in front of her with a wide grin

“Look...” she motioned to the basket

“Where's Georgia?” the Danish asked looking behind you two

“Don't know” Magda said getting more excited by the second “.... who cares... LOOK”

Finally Pernille took a look into the basket and bursted out laughing

“Can we keep her??” the blonde swede asked hopefully

“She's not a dog Magda” Pernille rolled her eyes

“But she made Kanelbullar!!” Magda pointed out taking the basket from your hands shoving it in her girlfriends face

“You are unbelievable Magda... no manners whatsoever” the Danish said annoyed as she made her way to the door to leave your girlfriend in

“I'm really sorry Georgia...” the blonde Dane said “... you have my permission to hit her”

“It's alright...” your girlfriend waved off “... I got threatened with cut off fingers if I'd touch them... she made them from scratch”

“Magda will guard her with her life now...” Pernille chuckled as she watched her girlfriend basically carrying you around and running circles around you asking you a million questions a second if you need anything

“That's okay...” Georgia smiled softly “.... she deserves to have more people in her corner”

“God Stanway... you really are in love” the blonde Dane chuckled

“Is that a bad thing when you look at her?” your girlfriend looked longing at you

“No... she's a treasure...” Pernille smiled as well watching how her girlfriend offered you even her Olympic medal in exchange for more Kanelbullar

[dearggntlereader]

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part 2?

[roseeeya]

daddy’s kid

warnings :: none

genre :: parent-child fluff

including :: g. tomioka | k. rengoku | s. shinazugawa | g. himejima | s. kocho | o. iguro | m. kanroji | m. tokito | t. uzui

synopsis :: the hashiras meet giyuu's adopted 8 y/o kid who is very much a daddy's kid

pairings :: giyuu tomioka x child reader

prologue

giyuu tomioka is a very quiet man. he rarely says anything and prefers only to speak when absolutely necessary. being the water pillar, no matter how undeserving he feels of it, is his position.

one faithful night, he was given a mission. he did as told and followes his kasugai crow to the location wherein he was to slay the demon. he finds that he was too late and that the entire village was in ruins. in a quick response to the situation, he slays the demon and looks around to see the damage done.

checking every house, he finds everyone slaughtered. everyone but you. he tries to assess your condition. looking around, he sees three bodies. a male, a woman and a girl.

he comes to you and crouches. “uhm. who are they to you, kid?” he asks, an awkward aura filling the room. to you, it seemed he didn't know what to do with a child. you weren't surprised. your parents didn't either.

“m-my parents..the other girl is my older sister...” you mutter. he comes in a little closer, making you flinch. “it’s okay. i- uh- i won’t hurt you.” his voice sounded so calm. like the tranquil lakes of your home. or the serenity of the sky at night.

still shocked at the situation, he ponders what to do with you. with what you witnessed, and at your age too, you may just end up like him. labeled as insane. that was something that won’t go away easily. he didn’t want you to go through it. “what’s your name?” he asks you.

“i’m [name]…who are you, sir?”

“I’m giyuu tomioka. would you like to come with me, [name]?”

your eyes widen at his question. was he being serious? he wanted to take you in? in the spur of the moment, you nod. though you felt as if you wouldn’t regret the decision.

months later, you had grown accustomed to giyuu tomioka. his presence in your life has drastically changed you. granted, the trauma of what you saw was still there, but you were happy with him. you called him dad, and he didn’t get angry with it. you could hug him and he wouldn’t push you away.

you sat out in the gardens of his estate, watching the sky, as a familiar bird swoops in and drops a letter onto the man beside you. “what’s that, dad?” you ask.

opening the letter, you peer over to your side to get a glimpse (one which he gladly gave you privilege to do). it seems to have been a while since he received a letter, so naturally he was curious. he reads the contents and his eyebrows rise. it seems that master ubuyashiki has discovered of your presence and existence in his life and has invited him to bring you to his estate to meet his colleagues. he was of course, conflicted if he should expose you to their…antics. would you grow to hate him like they did him?

on the day you were set to meet the rest of the hashiras, you walk into the ubuyashiki estate gardens with your father. you hid in his haori, slightly nervous because you hadn’t had contact with much people other than the people in the tomioka estate, and of course, tomioka himself.

peeking out of his haori, he softly urges you to say hello to the people in front of you.

“h-hello. i’m [name] tomioka. it’s- it’s nice to meet you..”

gyomei himejima

my mans wouldn’t see obv

but he would be able to hear what’s going on and put the dots together himself

either that or whoever’s beside him will update him with what’s happening

when you approach him he melts

like if he was ice cream, he’d be an entire puddle of it

because omg

a child walked up to him and that’s just so cute HAJSHAJS

“it’s very nice to meet you, [name]. i'm gyomei himejima.”

would 100% give u piggybacks

and you love it bc upsies or u don’t if you hate heights and say sorry about it

that or it wouldn’t happen bc he would’ve asked before carrying

“you have a very cute child, tomioka. bless your souls.”

pretty much a 10/10 with him

because who wouldn’t love gyomei?

uzui tengen

would drop

guy would have his jaw on the ground

because the quiet, reserved and boring one of them that’s his words not mine has a child?!??!?

yes. yes he does.

would probably be a little awkward with you

like not shy awkward

it’s the kind where he wouldn’t know what to do with you

it’s as if you’re an object he needs to figure out bc let’s be fr his expertise is women not children

he does care for your safety bc well- you’re a person

well he does admire the deed giyuu did

“that’s a very flamboyant deed, tomioka! and your child is er- flamboyant as well!”

yk that meme where a man carries their child by the ankle upside down?

yea, that’s the vibe between you and him

he doesn’t know what to do, help the poor man

like actually get him some much needed help

rengoku kyojuro

he has a little brother

ofc the man is great with kids

he sees you come right out of tomioka’s haori and he was quite shocked

of all the hashiras he never expected giyuu with a child

though he finds it admirable and adorable

sweet bby

would definitely eat with you

and try out different foods with you

you love him because he’s fun

also because he isn’t mean to giyuu

unlike other people that we will get on with later

he’s probably gonna be a good babysitter

sometimes he’s a little loud but it doesn’t bother you that much

tries to be quiet around you if you’re sensitive to sound

100/10 great man

giyuu likes him so you were more open to being with him rather than obanai.

mitsuri kanroji

squeel

this woman will squeel

no shame in it because

well, there’s an adorable child. who happens to be giyuu tomioka’s child.

put the words adorable and child in one sentence and she will go berserk

would be good with you as well!

you’re slightly shy because of her revealing clothes

bc giyuu taught you to look away in situations like that (we love a respectful king)

so you just learned not to look

and now you’re shy

mainly about the fact that her clothes show her ‘forbidden things’ as you called it

she would definitely try out food with you with rengoku

omg you’d admire her hair a lot because you’ve never seen anything like it

she loves how you haven’t been tainted by the beauty standards

big sister energy and we love that

and ofc giyumitsu friendship?? so she’s like the cool aunt or sister or whatever

muichiro tokito

is pretty neutral with you at first.

and this is after he regains his memories

but then you approach him with a smile on your face

and he’s reminded if himself years ago

so innocent and carefree

which ends up with him having a somewhat soft spot for you

you see him as an older brother because giyuu practically treats the guy as his kid

was still aloof so he let you play with his katana once during a hashira meeting

was scolded by giyuu and shinobu afterwards

it never happened again.

you like his company because he’s quiet but still manages to be amiable with you

you think that his aloof personality kinda reminds you of giyuu

and it’s comforting

god he might attempt to carry you

keywords: might and attempt

he might if he wasn’t tired and if he actually wasn’t tired, he would attempt to atleast twice

until he gives up

just cuties being cuties

iguro obanai

see, i sometimes despise this man but love him at the same time

but i really think he’d berate you your dad

the man lives off of messing with your father

what on earth makes you think he wouldn’t give you the exact same treatment?

if anything, the only reason he’ll end up being nice to you is because of mitsuri

she likes you and he likes her so conclusion:

he has to try to like you.

that, and also partially because mitsuri got frantic when you cried because of his snake.

we all love kabarumaru but there’s never enough works where he just scares the living daylights off of the reader

in the end, he would probably refrain from saying bad things about you

you, not your dad. he still despises your dad.

can you see it? how much i loathe his actions towards giyuu? <3

you don’t like him either, don’t worry. he just-

he’s mean to your dad and you’re such a daddy’s girl so why wouldn’t you?

at this point i’m projecting so i’ll stop this here-

sanemi shinazugawa

omg he doesn’t like you at first

keyword: at first.

he obviously doesn’t like how you are in any relation to giyuu

but then you trip in front of him and you cry

and somehow, he helps you.

he doesn’t know why

he just did

so now you follow him around when you visit because

he helped you

and so with that, he learned to adapt to your presence

less mean to giyuu because he saw how you absolutely despise obanai

like he just doesn’t wanna upset you???

he will project onto you

by project, i mean he will at one point see you as one of his dead siblings

please get the man some help

please

omg would let you draw on his scars

because you think they’re pretty

oh and you were wary of him at first

bc you thought he was as mean as obanai

jokes on u, he just really misunderstands giyuu’s words lmao

shinobu kocho

normal smiling kind of impression

is soft with you

like less offhanded remarks when you are nearby

would treat your wound when you fell in front of sanemi

is probably awkward when you cry

because she can handle wounds but crying children?

not exactly her forte

that was kanae’e thing, not hers.

no matter how much she tried to imitate kanae

crying children is not her thing

you absolutely adore her hair

especially the pretty purple tips

and her voice puts you to sleep sometimes

ofc giyuu does the ‘sleep from calm voice’ thing better than she does

but it works so whatever

would scold tengen because she just knows

she knows of the vibe you and him radiate

(yk, the guardian carrying a child by the ankle.)

is protective of you because

well you’re a child.

you didn’t deserve to witness what you did

[in1-nutshell]

Hello and how are you? I'm glad that we can request again but also hope you are doing well

So for my request. This is probably my first time, requesting Beast Wars, so been enjoying reading the Beast Wars, especially the 'Finding an Abandoned Sparkling' and it got me thinking of this request

Can you do Blackarachnia become a Mom to a sparkling?

Blackarachnia would take a lot of time to warm up to the kid. Also, this can take place before Blackarachnia joins the Maximal. I also imagine that the sparkling would take a lot of time warming up to Silverbolt because the baby thinks he's taking blackarachnia's time and/or love

Ty and take care!

The sparklings are back!

Hope you enjoy!

Blackarachnia with an abandoned sparkling

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Cybertronian reader

BW

The sparkling’s alt mode is a gecko.

The Predacon’s had recently acquired something new from their latest patrol.

Something Blackarachnia didn’t know about, something she needed to know about.

She thought that it was some sort of relic or more news about the Golden discs.

She was not expecting a sparkling, with a reptilian alt mode, nonetheless.

Why couldn't they be a spider?

The sparkling looks all around its new surroundings but stops seeing Blackarachnia.

They squeal and transform out of Inferno’s servos and waddles up to the spider and attempt to give her a hug.

“Beat it kid. I don’t do hugs.”--Blackarachnia

Blackarachnia pushes them away only to find them stuck on her servo.

“What in the Allspark!? Get off of me!”--Blackarachnia

Megatron smirks at this interaction.

“Thank you Blackarachnia for volunteering to take care of the newest recruit of the Predacon cause, yes.”--Megatron

“What?!”--Blackarachnia

“Why not? Look how attached they are already. Yes, you’ll do.”--Megatron

Megatron walks away before Blackarachnia can say anything else.

The sparkling happily swinging from her outstretched servo.

Blackarachnia thought this was a terrible idea.

She hates kids!

Yet the little fella was literally stuck to her side.

Curse those digits.

She did learn to live with the smaller shadow following her every move.

It was tolerable…

Despite openly saying she despised having the little one with her, Blackarachnia refused to have most Predacon’s babysit them.

Tarantulas and Megatron are at the top of her ‘Do not leave them alone at all cost’ list.

Blackarachnia kneeling in front of the sparkling.

“Okay kid, you’ll hold down the fort until I come back, okay?”--Blackarachnia

The sparkling hums in agreement.

Blackarachnia stands up and looks at Waspinator.

“Anything happens to them, there won’t be a CR Chamber that could put you back together. Am I clear?”--Blackarachnia

Waspinator gulps and nods in agreement.

The sparkling waddles up to Waspinator wanting upsies, which Waspinator happily complies.

The spider watches the two go back inside the ship.

Quickstrike walks up to her.

“Aw! C’mon Sugarbot! Why can’t I take care of the kiddo? You know you’ll need a strong and handsome mech to watch over them…”--Quickstrike

“Well Cowboy, in case you forgot, your also on patrol.”--Blackarachnia

“Oh yeah…”--Quickstrike

Blackarachnia had a small habit of doing some things without thinking about the consequences. Not with a lot of things, but some things.

For example, she didn’t think that playfully flirting with Silverbolt would mean anything in the future.

Yet, she had risked her life again and again for him.

Joining the Maximals on the spot was also something she had done on the spot.

Blackarachnia didn’t think much about it until after the battle reality had hit her harder than a missile or blast to the chassis.

Buddy, her sparkling, was still at the base.

She hadn’t told the Maximals this, mainly because her position in their ranks was already rocky as it is.

She didn’t want to know what could happen if she brought Buddy.

Everyone noticed in the next few days how tense Blackarachnia had become.

Like… she was worried about something… or someone…

It took a bit, but Blackarachnia finally relented and told the team about Buddy.

“Woah, woah, woah! You’re saying that you have a sparkling—”--Rattrap

“It’s technically not mine—”--Blackarachnia

“A sparkling in the Preds base.”--Cheetor

“Why didn’t you bring them with you?”--Rhinox

���It was kind of hard with space time was literally falling apart!... By the time I realized that they would be alone at the base we weren’t on the best terms…”--Blackarachnia

Silverbolt taking her servo.

“We’ll get your sparkling my love.”--Silverbolt

“What…?”--Blackarachnia

“You heard me, that sparkling could be in trouble and we could be their only hope! Who’s with me!”--Silverbolt

All the Maximals agree with the statement.

“All right then, we need to—”--Optimus

RING!

RING!

RING!

“That’s the proximity alarm!”--Rhinox

“Everyone to your stations!”--Optimus

Everyone gets to their stations while Rhinox and Optimus go to see who was there.

“Its Waspinator… and he’s holding something…”--Rhinox

Blackarachnia , Silverbolt and Optimus go out to confront Waspinator and…

“Buddy!”--Blackarachnia

The sparkling chirps seeing their Mama and detaches from Waspinator and waddles up to her hugging her pedes.

She kneels down and holds the sparkling close to her, for once, not minding the sticky digits on her frame.

“Wazzpinator take Gecko bot from Megatron. Wazzpinator don’t want to be Predacon.”--Waspinator

“You don’t want to be a Predacon?”--Optimus

“And how are we supposed to believe that?”--Blackarachnia

“Megatron don’t know Wazzpinator here… Megatron wanted Gecko bot to go to Tarantulas… Wazzpinator no trust Tarantulas.”--Waspinator

Blackarachnia tightens her grip on the sparkling a bit hearing her old lab partner’s name.

“… I say let’s give him a chance to prove himself.”--Blackarachnia

Silverbolt and Optimus look at Blackarachnia.

“Are you sure?”--Silverbolt

“Positive.”--Blackarachnia

Silverbolt tries to pet Buddy on the helm.

Buddy gives him a stink eye and hugs Blackarachnia harder.

“Looks like you got some competition Bolt.”--Blackarachnia

Silverbolt laughs at this fully confident he would worm his way into the sparkling’s spark faster than Blackarachnia.

Jokes on him, it takes longer to get the protective sparkling on their good side.

It’s up to Blackarachnia and Waspinator to get the two to bond.

[kcdrawns]

Incorrect WB Quotes part 4!

Part3

(i wanna thank everyone who has been liking and rebloging💙 now to the quotes!!)

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First years on the rooftop yapping while the 2nd years and Sugishita are helping umemiya with the garden

Kiryu: how sure are we those two are not related? *Points at kaji and sakura*

Sakura: What do you mean related? He is too damn loud! And an ass.

Nirei: Now that you say Kiryu.. i can see the similarities.. they are both anxious cat coded

Sakura: huh?? Cat? What are you talking abou-

Kiryu interrupts: I know right?! They are so similar, it's painful to watch them interact

Sakura: what do you mean painful?? And don't ignore me hey!!

Suo: Uhm they are similar but Sakura Kun is more green i would say

Nirei: I mean Kaji San is our senpai so i think it's normal! Besides Sakura San is the youngest in our class and somehow after its you Suo San.

Suo: oh my, really? How did you get that info?

Nirei: birthdays (A/N: Japanese school system regards age is a bit different, they start in April so Sakura turned 15, while for example Kiryu is going to turn 16)

Kiryu: That's our Nire

Kaji: Can you guys stop babbling and lend a hand? It's fucking annoying.

Nirei: Upsie...

𖥔 ݁ ˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁༉‧₊˚.. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁༉‧₊˚..𖥔 ݁ ˖ ✦ ‧₊˚𖥔

[shunin-gumis]

As Master Joe Wishes - Track 07

Seasonal Team Event - L4mps

Thank you Aca for handling this chapter!

Please note, there's a spoiler referencing Ryui and Toi's novels in this chapter.

Location: Manor

Toi: Have you passed the glasses around, everyone?

Location: Manor - Large Parlor

Nagi: Do I get the orange juice, or the apple juice? Or maybe I should try one of those fancy grape juices that rich people tend to have… Wait, does grape juice come in both red or white? 

Ryui: Oi, pick one already. Toi’s speaking. 

Toi: Uhm, not to be presumptuous, but I would like to take the lead for tonight’s toast.

Toi: Although it was short, these past few days spent with Master were truly special. I would like to wish her a happy life in Germany from now on. 

Everyone: Cheers!!!!!!

Daniel: Alright, let’s crack open this vintage wine.

Joe: Hold it right there, Daniel!

Joe: I would be glad if you are able to give me some upsies again. 

Daniel: Theere, Theere.

Joe: Bwahaha, I can fully see the top of everyone’s heads~

Toi: I also want some upsies.

Nagi: I too want some upsies through life.

Daniel: There’s no way I could manage that with either of you… Not to mention my poor back…

Yodaka: Now then, we can have alcohol after the mission starts. For tonight, shall we enjoy ourselves with some simple mocktails?

Ryui: Mocktails…It’s that non-alcoholic stuff, right? Lemme help.

Yodaka: Thank you. You’re considerate, just like an older brother. 

Ryui: Well…

Daniel: Aight, let’s play somethin’ I can do while laying back: the “airplane.” 

Joe: Bwahaha, this is so fun~!

Toi: That looks fun, it would be nice if both of us could do it as well. 

Netaro: I can shrink down you two into Joe-size, would you like for it to come true?

Toi: Eh, really?

Nagi: It’s better if you don’t If it’s Toi, I’m sure Ryui would carry you no matter how big or small you are. 

Yodaka: Here, this is for them, and shall we also make some for Samejima-san and the others?

Ryui: Yeah.

Ryui: Geez, it’s like they don’t have any care in the world.

Ryui: (Worst case scenario, I’m the only one who can protect Toi right now…)

Yodaka: I hope she can enjoy herself, at least for tonight….

Ryui: ?

Yodaka: From what I’ve heard, after crossing over to Germany, it seems like Joe will be put under strict management as a national treasure.

Ryui: “Management”....

Ryui: Ain’t that what the old man proposed from the start?

~~~(Flashback)

Daniel:  I have a lot I wanna say, but wouldn’t this all be solved if you just shut it in some bank’s safety box until D-day? Then you wouldn’t need us.

Joe: What on Earth are you saying! Even AI deserves basic rights~! I’ll have you know, our way of life is very similar to that of humans~!

~~~(flashback end)

Location: Manor - Large Parlor

Yodaka: I don’t know the exact details, but considering her net worth, it’s likely that she will be locked away behind a looming door. 

Ryui: Locked away…. Behind a looming door…

~~~(Flashback)

Toi: Ani-sama, help me… pleeeeeeaaase!!!!

~~~(flashback end)

Location: Manor - Large Parlor

Ryui: …..

Ryui: Isn’t there anything we can do about it?

She was all like even AI has rights or whatever. 

Yodaka: I wonder. Now that her owner has passed away and the situation with her ownership is ambiguous… They might not heed her own wishes in this case.

Ryui: ( “Ownership”... Fuck, it’s sickening how they treat things with a soul like they’re nothing.)

Yodaka: That’s why tonight might be her last chance to laugh and play around with us like this.  If we were to think like that, I can’t help but hope that nothing happens.

Ryui: You’ve…got a point.

Joe: Ryui! Where are you, Ryui~?!

Yodaka: I can handle the rest of the drinks myself, you should make your way to the lady now.

Ryui: Tch.

Joe: My servant, you’re finally here!

Ryui: Geez, no need to make my ears bleed. You wanna give me a hard time again?

Joe: Bring me to the sleeping chamber on the 2nd floor, right this instance!

Ryui: That’s all?

Joe: And don’t forget to bring me one of those candies you gathered. 

Ryui: Ah, that so? Hold on tight. 

Toi: Wah… A CG of Ani-sama carrying someone has been unlocked!  I need to see it in a first person POV next time!

Ryui: I always have time to do it for you, Toi, so just wait a bit.

Joe: Ufufu

Ryui: (Well… I guess I can let her have her way just for tonight.)

Location: Manor - Bedroom

Ryui: Here, this should be fine. Where'd you end up putting the candy?

Joe: I wonder where~ Let’s play together and find out!

Ryui: Haah? What’s up with that?

Ryui: I left Toi behind, so tell me where is it. I’ll get it for you.

Joe: …..

Joe: Hmph, fine then! Would you please open the window!

 Ryui: Huh? Geez, can’t be helped I guess. 

Joe: Right now, you must take that star and give it to me as a present!

Ryui: Huh?

Joe: You were able to remove the clouds before~!

Joe: It should be an easy victory for you to be able to grab that star~!

Ryui: Even if you tell me to get it right now, it’s impossible.

Joe: Isn’t your role as a valet to obey my every command!

Ryui: Guh

Ryui: (Just endure it, tonight’s the last day, this’ll be the end of it…)

Joe: Right now rather than the likes of Toi, it is Ryui’s duty to make me your top priority!

Ryui: “The likes of” Toi you say…?

Ryui: I decide to play-along with you, and this is what I get? 

Ryui: What? You think you own us or something?

Ryui: Just because you were owned and had no choice to do what exactly what you were told doesn’t give you the right to take out all your fucking issues on us.

Joe: …..

Ryui: …..

Ryui: (Crap, did I say too much?) 

Joe: I…

Joe: I already know that!

Ryui: …..

Joe: It’s not like I enjoyed being—

Joe: Kya!

Ryui: !?

Location: Manor - Large Parlor

Daniel: …!

Yodaka: A black-out? No, this is…

Nagi: Hm, I hear the sound of glass breaking…

Netaro: What’s going on, what’s going on?! Is this perhaps, an ambush?!

Netaro: I heard a sound from over there, onwards♪—

Toi: Please don’t leave me, Netaro-san….

Netaro: Hey Toi, I can’t move if you bind yourself to me like that.

Toi: *pants* I-I’m scared of *pants* the dark... 

Netaro: Hmm? Is this what they call hyperventilation~?

Nagi: Toi, calm down and breathe in slowly.

Toi: *panting and gasping*

Ryui: Toi, you okay?!

Toi: A-Ani-sama…

Ryui: Everything’s gonna be alright, I’m right here.

Ryui: I’ll never leave you alone in a place like that again…!

Toi: *gasping, panting* yeah…

Samejima: Is everyone all right?!

Hiramei: Is everyone here? Dontcha move! Brought in a light so I can check!

Samejima: Where’s Joe…?

Yodaka: Huh?

Samejima: Where’s Joe?!

Toi: Ani-sama…?

Ryui: Fucking hell…

Ryui: (All I could think about at the moment was Toi, I didn’t realize I left Joe behind…!)

[artzychic27]

Nath being a cute lil shortie and Marc being his tall boyfriend who picks him up when he wants cuddles.

Nathaniel: *Whines* Marc, acknowledge me.

Marc: *Bends down* Better?

Nathaniel: No.

Marc: *Hugs him* How about now?

Nathaniel: No.

Marc: … *Picks Nathaniel up and carries him bridal style* Is this better?

Nathaniel: Mhm.

—

Alix: So, anyway, Jalil starts… Hold on. *Props Nathaniel over her shoulder and walks away*

Kim: Where are you going?

Alix: He’s starting to get that needy look. If Marc doesn’t hug him him three minutes, it’s gonna be everyone’s problem.

—

*At a party*

Nathaniel: Marc, let’s go. This stress is bad for the baby.

Marc: What baby?

Nathaniel: Me. Now get me out of here.

Marc: Okay, c’mere. *Picks Nathaniel up* I’ll get you home and wrap you in every single blanket I can find. How does that sound?

Nathaniel: And your hoodie.

Marc: Nath-

Nathaniel: And your hoodie!

Marc: Okay.

—

Nathaniel: Marc, I want upsies.

Marc: I’ve got you. *Picks Nathaniel up*

Simon: *Sitting on Denise’s shoulders* Man, I’m glad we’re not overly clingy like that.

Denise: I know, right?

[justfangirlstuffs]

Touch prompt for @chaotikanvas

"How about 9. Listening to the other's heartbeat?"

Your night of fun goes completely sideways when the law decides to crash the party. Luckily the devil you're with has no intentions of letting you get caught.

@naffeclipse

Based off of the Syzygy in Dedication AU where Sun and Moon are Mob Bosses.

Wordcount: 1860

Part 2 (Read part 1 here)

“So this is what rock bottom feels like.”

One moment you were relaxing in the corner of a speakeasy chatting up a mob boss, the next moment the doorman rushed in alerting everyone that the cops were coming. The room erupted into chaos as bodies scattered like roaches when the lights get turned on. Before you could think about how you were going to get yourself out of this mess, Sun grabbed your hand and pulled you close as he began wading through the throngs of people. You turned your head and just as the first badge walked in, the lights all went out. Plunged into blinding darkness, the only points of light close by were Sun’s optics that only just illuminated his easy grin, like he was having the time of his life.

“Upsy-daisy, darling,” was the only warning you received before he scooped you up and carried you with him.

Instinctively you clung to him, not knowing where he was taking you except that you briefly felt an upward momentum as the first beams of flashlights began sweeping the room. It was impossible to know or even guess where Sun was taking you. Maybe he knew a secret escape route. However, that hope was dashed when he took you into a room, and before you knew it both of you were squeezed inside a wardrobe, the doors shutting you in with a decisive click.

The next few minutes had been nothing short of awkward as the two of you fenangled and jigsawed around each other with your elbows bumping him and his knees bumping you. Eventually, Sun had situated himself into a full chair pose against the wall of the wardrobe with you locked in between his knees, back pressed against the opposite wall.

Once again you were bemoaning your decision of ever thinking going out was a good idea. “So this is what rock bottom feels like,” you muttered.

—--

“Rude,” Sun commented, keeping his voice to a nearly imperceptible volume.

His optics dimly illuminated the space you both were trapped in. His arms were folded, one finger tapping near his elbow. He’d been having such a delightful evening. The business he and Moon had come for was going well, and he rather enjoyed the surprise of getting to spend some time with you that didn’t involve the professional setting of being your customer. Was he a little miffed the police had such incredibly ill timing? Obviously. But he wasn’t altogether displeased by the current circumstances. Clearly, you were.

“A ‘thank you’ would have sufficed.”

“And what would I be thanking you for, exactly?” you asked, glowering up at him. “Please enlighten me.”

“How about the fact I just plucked you out of a very sticky situation? Or that we cleaned up a mess that would have been life-ruining for you?” The favor for which they’d yet to cash in on, by the by. That day would come soon enough. “Or how about the fact we have been remarkably patient with you, more so than we’ve afforded anyone else?”

“Patient?” you repeated with a soft scoff. “I’ve given you my answer, but you both will not stop pushing. And you’re confused as to why I’m bothered when my back is literally and figuratively against a wall?”

Sun’s head tilted, his rays retracting in an inch or so to avoid scraping them against the wood. He took hold of your hips and pulled you away from said wall, closer to him. Your hands gripped his and, for a moment of discomforting uncertainty, he thought you might try to push his touch away. You didn’t. Your smaller fingers merely gripped between his as you stared up at him, not fearful of his intentions, but questioning of his motives.

“You might change your mind.” His thumbs found their way under the hem of your, circling over warm, soft skin. He delighted in the breathy little noise of surprise you made, your hands gripping his tighter, but still not pushing him away. It was moments like these that gave him the certainty he and Moon needed, that you were indeed theirs. You were just taking your time realizing that inevitability. As if they would let anyone else have you. “Can’t a criminal mastermind hope?”

You snorted softly. “I think mastermind might be a bit of a stretch.”

“Rude,” he repeated, giving your hips a soft squeeze in playful warning. “Must I give you a lesson in manners?”

Faintly he could hear heavy footfalls and shouting. It seemed the police were still going through and catching what few stragglers they could. Not that it would do them much good. The place would be reopened and resuming its business in a matter of weeks.

“Thank you,” you mumbled. “For… making sure the police didn’t find me.” Your eyes drifted downcast. “They’ve been by my place, you know. Asking questions.”

He was aware. After the incident, he and Moon had been keeping a close eye on your shop, having a few of their people monitoring who came and went. You’ve clearly been handling the situation fine, and the police had no reason to suspect you. They had made sure of that.

Your body shifted in his grasp, favoring one side over the other. “If… if the police find out…”

One of his hands caught you under the chin, gently forcing you to look him in the eye. Because he wanted to make one thing VERY clear. “That will not happen.”

For several moments you were silent. Then you gave the subtlest of nods. “Okay.” 

You believed him. Good. Because they would sooner burn the precinct to the ground than let you be taken away from them. His eyes drifted down to your shirt collar which hid the majority of your neck, but it couldn’t fully hide the evidence of bruises that were still healing. Curious, his hands reached out and began working to undo the top button of your dress shirt.

“S-Sun!” you hissed, your back bumping the wall in an adorable attempt to escape from him. “What are you-”

“Shh, not so loud, darling,” he sing-songed. “You’re gonna get us caught.”

He got the first couple of buttons undone, pulling the fabric aside to find the ribbons with the twin gold bells. You were still wearing them. There was an immense satisfaction seeing their bells around your neck, and that you chose to keep them in the very place they first tied them to you. You didn’t need to. They hadn’t specifically asked you to. Yet you did. It made his servos whir just a little bit faster, his rays momentarily shifting back and forth like a metronome.

“You’re still wearing them, I see,” he mused out loud.

You relaxed, shoulders slumping with a sigh, followed by a breathy laugh. “Well, yeah.” Your fingers brushed over them, as though checking to make sure they were safe and secure. “They seem important to you both.”

“Mm, it’s more accurate to say they are… irreplaceable.” Much like you.

“I’ll keep them safe then.”

“I know you will.” His finger softly tapped your collarbone. “Tell me, love. Were you afraid I would do something indecent?” Silence. His smile lengthened. “Or, perhaps… were you hoping for it?”

You scowled, glancing away from him. “You are unbelievable.”

“I’m not hearing a ‘no’.” It was just so much fun to tease you. Your reactions were always such a delight, and he never knew fully what to expect.

“Believe it or not, being accosted in a wardrobe is not my idea of a good time,” you muttered. “But no… I wasn’t worried. You’re a lot of things, but you’re not a creep.”

Not exactly a compliment, but he would take it. Your body shifted again, your brows tightly pinched together. Something was bothering you. You were leaning heavily against the wall now, fingernails digging against the wood.

“What’s the matter?” he asked.

“Nothing, I’m fine,” you said a little too quickly.

“Darling, I will tolerate a lot of things, but lying isn’t one of them.”

You huffed, one of your hands moving to rub over your knee. “It’s just my knee. It’s not doing too great.”

Sun sensed there was a story behind that, but given the circumstances, he doubted you would be terribly forthcoming about it. At least for the moment. So, he once more took hold of your hips and set you down to straddle one of his legs.

“Better?”

“Y-yeah… thanks.”

“If you’re looking to repay my generosity…”

“There it is,” you said, head tilting back with a sigh.

“At least let me finish,” he said with a chuckle. “It’s a very small ask, I assure you.”

“Fine, what is it then?”

“Do you trust me?”

“If THAT isn’t a loaded question.” He said nothing, merely waited. Your eyes met his, searching his gaze for a moment before sighing again. “With this… yes.”

Sun leaned down, pressing the corner of his face against your chest. The rays on that side of his head fully retracted so as not to hurt you. There, with his face rested against you, he could hear it. Your heartbeat. It fluttered wildly as he felt your body stiffen in his hold. He felt your chest rise and fall with your breaths, with him riding the gentle waves.

He’d heard stories of those finding comfort in the sound of another’s heartbeat, and he could understand the appeal. There was something calming in the steady rhythm, the pulse of life that drummed against his auditory processors. And the longer he rested there listening to the continuous drumming, the more he felt your body relax, and your heartbeat slow, though still fluttering a lovely dance he liked to believe was for him.

“Lovely,” he murmured.

Your hands carefully, almost shyly touched along the rays that were still extended. He didn’t mind one bit. He liked it when you touched him back, and not just because you were assessing for damages or fixing something that was broken.

“Is this your first time hearing a heartbeat?” you asked, your voice reverberating softly against his cheek.

“Yes,” he admitted. “No one’s ever let me get this close before.”

“You sure it isn’t the other way around?” you asked, the barest hint of tease in your words.

“Mm, touche,” he answered. “Maybe a bit of both.”

Sun stayed there. He would stay there until you said enough. He was… indulgent in that regard. There was even a moment he was certain your hands were pulling him closer or, at the very least, holding him in place against you. His arms wrapped around you, trapping you as you had him. Sun noticed for a few seconds the thumping rhythm increasing in speed and cadence. It sent a thrill of pleasure through him. He was doing that to you. What other things could he do to make your heart sing for him?

Before he could act on any of the ideas that popped into his mind, footsteps entered the room, causing you both to go very still. The footsteps grew closer, and moments later, the doors of the wardrobe were flung open.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

jjk chapter 267 spoilers under the cut !!

I AM HEREEEEE I’M LATE BUT I’M HERE. FOR THIS. FOR HER . I CRIED

i don’t have much to say abt this chapter other than!!!!!!!) i’m so hyped!!!!!!!!!!! i’m so happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!! don’t tell akutami i said this but i was genuinely losing faith :’) BUT SHE’S BACKK MY BABY’S BACK

i’m literally so in love with these pages btw………. she has never looked this good . she has never looked so Nobara . akutami outdid himself she looks so insane and cool and pretty and pdjdkfjkdjfk .

ALSO . THE OPP THING 😭😭😭 ICB SHE ACTUALLY SAID IT I’M SO??????? they’re so funny….. she’s so petty………… i’m just so so happy to see the gang back together again :’) nobara & todo and everyone appearing right when yuji needs them most…….. you are so loved little sunshine boy!!!!!!

BUTTT nobara aside (and i don’t say that lightly!!!)…… gojo crumbs 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

I LOVEEEEE HOW YOU CAN JUST TELL. YUUTA WITH HIS PUPPY POUT GOJO WITH HIS …. look. i can’t explain that look it’s just gojo. i love how you can tell it’s them and i love how light their dynamic feels :’) GOJO’S UPSY DAISY . i miss my man…..

this chapter was sooooo good all around …. i’m obviously still super sad that jjk is ending so soon but!!!!!!! i do have faith that these final chapters will be amazing …….. it was fun seeing utahime & gramps again :3 hoping praying begging for one last little glimmer of sashisu before it all ends . let me see shoko at least visit them at the airport…., those are her little babies…… she deserves to see them……….

WAITTTTT ALSO THIS !!!!!!! AAAAAAAAA

i love love loveeee this page sm and it also gives me sm hope for the ending :’) bc this has been a reoccuring theme for the entire manga since the very beginning ……… the cycle of love & hate and weakness & strength and people cursing each other………… and i love that only yuji and sukuna can end it because!!!! it started with them!!!!!!! it started with sukuna eating his weaker twin for survival and that created a standard for strength that only yuji can break by devouring sukuna in return <3 since he’s the offspring of the weaker, eaten twin….

idk it just . makes me insane!!!!! i love this manga :((( and i have a feeling i’ll love the ending. will never ever forgive akutami for robbing me of kenjaku and their potential but that’s my only real gripe… super excited for next chap <3333333 will be Extra careful not to get spoiled!!!!!! i’ll try my hardest!!!!!!!!!!!

[cuprohastes]

Lunch In Space

Part 1

Wherein we are introduced to two of our main characters, the perils of interspecies cafeterias and the alternate uses of dog jumpers, and the Narrator is too self-obsessed to introduce themselves properly

4am, in the vast darkness of space, the lightless void that's darker than the stygian depths.

Apart from the stars. They're actually pretty bright. Famously so come to think of it. Also all the lights on the station, so you can look at it and admire it and spot any fresh new exciting holes that have appeared.

And if you're on shift, like me, use those handly lights to find the cafeteria and very carefully pick through the offerings because believe me, while Yarrick won't kill you, your body will basically say 'What the heck?' and treat it like a nice big plate of Silicone jelly and you will be experiencing a whole new and exciting set of sensations, and hey, sometimes you just have to clutch the toilet seat and scream a bit: We've all been there.

So I get my nice human safe food, and an extra roll of purple stuff that's not bread but it might as well be, and relocate my heiny to the big table by the window, the one that's always a bit chilly which is why me and Atrix and Atrix are usually the only ones who sit there.

I mean Atrix does because she's comfortable with a little extra cooling, and Atrix is there because he's not driving, he's just along for the ride.

"Yo." I say to my good buddy, the giant purple kangaroo dinosaur. She gives me a Yo back and dual finger guns.

Atrix the pocket lizard sticks his snout out and makes grabby paws at the roll.

I slide it over to his wifey, the purple lizard woman with the colour changing face and a degree in Astromechanics (Also horticulture, Art History and apparently, Interspecies erotica).

"You're over feeding him." Big Atrix says. Small Atrix grakkles. He has opinions and he really wants that bun, but then again if he gets too fat he has to move out, change gender and start paying taxes.

I also know that Godzilla here always skimps on the husband food because she knows I'll swing by with a little something something for her pocket hubby.

"Yeah well, someone has to be the fun Aunt." I say cheerfully. You're always the Aunt with the Atrix, regardless of gender.

I settle in, to eat a lovely meal of... what appears to be chicken flavoured... it's... hmm. Well, it's chicken flavoured and guaranteed not to cause anything to go a funny colour and fall off. It actually tastes great, but I'd describe it as being yes, a thing.

"So," I say around the food flavoured... stuff, "Picked a good solid Traditional Human Name yet?". My friend bobs her head again: Practicing her human physical emotes.

-This should be good. Atrix are good people but they don't have spoken names. They have a word that means 'I'm gonna show you name' then they change their face colours like a cuttlefish. They literally just turn into another person for a moment: This drives most species nuts.

Humans find it hilarious. Atrix can see the funny side. Humans and Atrix get along a little too well for everyone else's comfort and That's The Way We Like It™️.

Big n' Purple thinks about it, then says, "I was thinking... Gondolier Dottirsdottir, or maybe Luminal Effervescence."

OK so the Atrix tend to go for names that are just really fun to say. hence the Secretary General of the Combined Human-Atrix Interstellar Survey, a really big female with as much or more gravitas as a class two black hole - a very serious pocket pal all 'round - being named Pingbing O'Candyfloss.

I consider it. "People will call you Gondy, or Lumy." I point out to her as she feeds purple... bread-y stuff... to the iguana-sized male that lives in her belly pouch. He grakkles at me. He's a sociable little guy, quite chatty, I just have no idea what he's saying. Gondy grackles back and he does Upsies arms.

"Gondy. Ahm-hum. That sounds good. Gondy." she says trying it on. I can see she's definitely enjoying the mouth sound.

She hauls her hubbins out of her pouch, which is covered by her overalls and a big apron flap so he can sleep or play games on her phone.

"Did you... put him in one of those dog jumpers?" I ask as she puts her guy on the table. He looks smug and shows off. It's a small, chihuahua sized Christmas sweater. It's currently May, or close enough. But I'm not going to harsh his mellow. The little dude's obviously stoked to be a fashionista.

Gondy bobs her head looking pleased. "I'm thinking he should be Raxyplank Magellan. Raxy's a cute name." she says.

Raxy looks up and says "Rax!" around a mouthful of hubby food. Well, I can't fault that. At least he gets a name he can say.

For an Atrix male, he's pretty adventurous - He'll talk to people and even come out and walk around if he can keep one eye on Gondy.

Traditionally, or "Back in the day" - Several tens of thousands of years ago, until an Atrix got big enough to be safe, there was a good chance that something would camper up and make a meal of them.

So they have a general resistance to being out in the open, where it's cold and there might be cool alien eagles or space-lizard foxes.

Luckily when they get big enough they develop pouches and to they pick a male out and carry them around for safety and to have someone to talk to and hold shiny rocks (I'm a bit fuzzy on the finer details), so you almost always see two Atrix, even if one of them is usually hiding.

And now Raxy is hanging out with us like a regular little dude and getting crumbs on his ugly Christmas sweater. It is in all ways a pretty nice moment.

Anyway that's about when the station blew up...

[the-himawari]

A3! Miyoshi Kazunari - Translation [SSR] MANKAI Feature (2/3)

*Please read disclaimer on blog

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Kazunari: (Sketching today was fun~.) …Hm? (The stars are super pretty tonight! The summer triangle is really visible too~.)* I’ll send it to Sumi! I wonder if I can get a good shot.

*click*

Kazunari: Mmm… it’s tough taking it with a phone~. I gotta look into how to shoot it! (Anyways, I’m gonna tell Sumi about it first thing once I get home. He might already know about it though.)

???: Kazu~!

Kazunari: Huh?

-pause-

Misumi: Up here! On top of the triangle roof!

Muku: Kazu-kuuun, welcome home!

Kumon: Welcome back!

-pause-

Kazunari: Sumi! You guys!

Misumi: Join us, Kazu~!

Kazunari: …

-pause-

Kazunari: Upsies… and oof! What a surprise. All of Summer troupe’s gathered on the rooftop!

Yuki: We ended up holding a summer triangle appreciation party as per Misumi’s suggestion.

Muku: It worked out perfectly since we also spotted you the moment you got home.

Kumon: Tah dah. We made sure to prepare onigiri too!

Misumi: The view is really pretty up here~!

Kazunari: I was just gazing up as I came home! It’s beautiful, isn’t it?

Tenma: By the way, Paul was chosen as the role for your spin-off, right?

Kazunari: Yep! I have a script meeting with Tsuzurun later!

Muku: Kazu-kun’s Paul was really dashing! I understand why the audience loves him so much.

Kumon: Yeah! I love Kazu-san’s Paul too!

Yuki: That reminds me, we’ve thought about their after stories before.

Kumon: Eh, you have!?

Misumi: You weren’t part of the theatre yet back then.

Kazunari: We talked about how Henry was actually a prince, and how Sky went off on an adventure to find the golden triangle!

Tenma: We totally just did whatever we wanted.

Kumon: Awesome! That sounds super fun!

Muku: Kazu-kun came up with a story where Paul joins the Sky Pirates.

Misumi: Yeah, that’s right!

Tenma: But we’re doing a spin-off this time, not a sequel, right? We can talk about that later.

Kumon: Aw~! Way to keep me in suspense, Tenma-san~!

Muku: I think an exchange between Paul and the Sky Pirates is a must though.

Misumi: It’d be fun if all the Sky Pirates and Paul could go wild and make lots of noise together!

Tenma: Even though it’s Paul’s spin-off, I’d like it if we could include some of Summer troupe’s typical comedy scenes.

Yuki: Even if they don’t become friends, we could show something like the pirates and navy joining forces.

Kumon: I wanna see Paul’s cool side!

Kazunari: I see, I see. Join forces… that’s true… I’ve got an image of what I wanna do after talking with you guys! Thanks!

Muku: I can’t wait to see what you come up with.

Misumi: ...Ah! A shooting star!

Tenma: Where?

Kumon: Wah! I gotta make a wish!

Kazunari: Me too, me too! Lemme think… I wish that Paul’s spin-off turns out well!

Yuki: Don’t you have to chant your wish three times for shooting stars?

Kazunari: Wait, what!? It’s too late for that!

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Kauznari: …And so, that’s the kinda story I want!

Tsuzuru: I see… in that case, it sounds like whole cast is going to appear.

Kazunari: Yep. Since we’re doing a long-awaited spin-off, I want everyone to take the stage!

Tsuzuru: That sounds just like you. I’ve also been itching to write a Paul fight scene like the one you just explained to me.

Kazunari: I’ll be expecting it! Thanks, fam!

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*The summer triangle is a constellation

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