#gonna make a berry later 2 test it out

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I was in a mood about how being a broke kid never actually leaves you and despite the fact I'm almost 40, I still deal with behaviors that stem directly from that, but then it got depressing, so this is my technique for making berries last longer/prepping them for freezing:

Buy them cheap in bulk when they're on sale. Kroger's got them for $7/3 packs right now, which is right about the price point I want them for. These are probably going to be pretty long in the tooth, so plan to prep them right away. You can also do this with stone fruit (peaches, plums, etc).

Wash the berries right away, then cut off any nasty bits. If there is any mold at all, throw the whole berry away, do not try to save it. If it's just that they're bruised or a little withered, those are salvageable. You don't have to look at them and you don't have to feel the slightly unpleasant squish; it'll be cooked. For strawberries, give them a rough chop at this point. If it makes you feel better, rinse them again.

Transfer to a small saucepan. You absolutely do not want to be able to see the bottom of the pan. If they're pretty juicy, you can just let them go, but if they're drier (blueberries), start by adding about 1/4-1/2 cup water. You also need to add sugar at this point. You want regular white sugar. Add 1-2 tablespoons now.

At this point if you want any additions, here they go. Orange flower water can add flavor; you can also use lemon or lime juice (helps preserve color) or citrus zest (remove before packing). With strawberries, I find that a splash of gin really opens up the flavor, but that's optional. Remember that you can always put stuff in later, but you can't take stuff out.

Cook the berries, covered, on the stove over low heat. It takes way longer than you think, so add water if they're not breaking down into a sauce. I usually do 20 minute intervals. Anything in a small saucepan can bubble over really quickly, so don't go out of earshot. If you intend to freeze them for smoothies, cook them for less time; if you want to make a desert sauce, cook them for longer.

Cook them until your heart says that they're done. I cannot make that call for you. Please know that firmer berries just won't break down. If you want a smooth blueberry sauce, it's more steps.

Once the berries are at the consistency you want, it's time for the coating the back of a spoon test. If you've never done this, take a room temperature metal spoon and swirl it around (you should have a lot of liquid at this point). Pull it out, wait a few seconds, then draw a line across the spoon with the pad of your finger. If that line remains there, congrats, you're done. If it's too wet, turn up the heat, push the berries to the sides of the pan to reveal as much of the juice as possible, and add sugar a teaspoon at a time to create a reduction.

Remove the berries from the heat and let them rest until cool. If you want a smooth pureed sauce, drop them into a food processor, with the optional step of straining out the solids afterwards. If you want a fruit preparation that's good for dropping into yogurt, oatmeal, etc, put it in a tupperware and stick it in the fridge. If you want it frozen so you can put it straight into a blender, put it in a, and I cannot stress this enough, cheap tupperware and whack it in the freezer.

Is all this worth it? I'm paying $2.33 for 16 oz of fresh blueberries and a 16 oz bag of frozen blueberries is $4.99, so, unequivocally yes, even if the fresh berries are regular price ($3.29). Once you know this technique, it's maybe 20 minutes to set it up if you have just the worst berries, then it's something you just leave on the stove to do its thing. You also know exactly what's in it, unlike any jarred fruit sauce you're gonna buy. I don't typically mix kinds of berries if I'm starting from fruit I bought for purpose? But I often do if it's just that I looked in my fridge and went "shit, those berries were so expensive and they're gonna go off."

Please use this knowledge for your berry purposes. Couple scoops of frozen berries, couple tablespoons of yogurt, drizzle of honey, splash of milk, a little ice, optional protein powder, blend it up and you've got a treat.

[kusagrasskusa]

Heyyy could i get some d'vorah x female reader hcs??? I love bug wife sm but theres no fanfiction abt her

Ahhh my gosh yes!!!! If I’m gonna be honest D’Vorah is my least favorite character of all Mortal Kombat characters, but that doesn’t mean I dislike her. Actually she’s pretty fucking epic and a cool character to write about. Tbh I’m really REALLY happy with this request since I’m also the type who simps over characters who aren’t popular enough to get a lot of fanfics about them if any XD

So thank you so very much!!!!! I hope this is to your liking! I kinda suck at hc since I alway add story so if I don’t do enough of hcs, lemme know so I can make a part two!!

And also, I’m gonna be posting a really sad request later today… I had to step back from that because it broke my heart 😭 So if ya’ll like Raiden.. stay tuned ;)

This was made by Fezat1 on Deviantart :)

D’Vorah (bug wife) X Female! Reader - Headcannons

So let’s say lovely, beautiful Y/N is um A fugitive

But on her way to escaping her prison, she got hungry and ate some berries out of desperation. Of course she wasn’t as desperate as she was whenever she was trying to escape from a giant fucking web in the middle of Outworld.

But whenever the Queen D’Vorah discovered the girl, my my.. She was so cute! Pulling on the web, crying, begging for dear life 🥰🥰❤️ Why, it made the queen almost not wanna kill her! But instead to savor each drop of blood she tastes because it’s not very often you see someone as cute as this one

Oh but in the end… She couldn’t even do that. Something compelled her to free you, but in return.. You must “stay” for a “little bit” which this sexy bug mama deserved, right?

I feel like D’Vorah wouldn’t be very good at showing expression. Bugs don’t mate for life save for cockroaches and termites, and so her need to stay with you feels more like a need the way food is a need, rather than as love. But of course that’s just the way her bug mind interprets it because whenever a bug bite you and you had a bad reaction, her way expression love was by killing it

I think it’s safe to say you’d never had lice or ticks or anything again. Weird

A lot of people around the world don’t eat bugs or scorpions or anything (me neither cause f that) but you gotta get used to it sometimes. Maybe even road kill or something like that. Idk but whenever you were so disgusted you figured you’d put your culinary skills to the test… Bug wife decided you’re gonna have your own role in the colony. To cook.

D’Vorah would 1000%% use her back things for cuddles. Imagine you guys argue and are avoiding each other, but during bed time, she just like… Slips one of those things around you. Don’t say shit or else she’s taking it away and sleeping with the larva instead.

Tbh, without making this NSFW, I feel like D’Vorah would be SO PROUD to show off her body. She already does all the way anyways and don’t expect her to cover up. Girl knows she got them curves and muscles to show

She would love to play with your curves too! Like trace them with her finger, even if not in a NSFW way, just because she appreciates a feminine body. She’d look at your eyelashes, curves, chest, legs and everything that makes you a woman with so much appreciation.

If your not a curvey or thicc queen, guess what? Your a sticc queen in her eyes, love. Too bad so sad! She’d still be as touchy regardless because you know what? Those features are what makes her yours, and you hers ❤️

She’d be very protective over you…….. unless

If she finds out you’re hanging upside down, slowly being swallowed up by a giant unearthly worm, imagine her being like, “Aww, hehe, this one is not food even if she looks so delicious”

Let Erron Black eye you for literally 2 seconds. You might not even notice but your warrior wife is gonna be by your side, glaring at the gunslinger. Let that self-serving leech talk to you, and I promise it’ll be his last conversation ever (aside from a “I’m sorry”)

She would be so touchy. I mean, the bugs all crawl on each other and stuff so if you don’t like touchy, you’ll have to deal with him.

You use her back things as a carrier sometimes

Kisses with her are Cute.

Imagine you one day just lean down and are like “Mwa!” She just looks up at you with an unchanged face in absolute confusion

And so you’ll tease her with it pretty often. Like just random, jump scare kisses to the cheek or forehead or lips

D’Vorah tries to jump scare kiss you back but her lips don’t know what the fuck they are ding the first like 3839749837 times

or not until you grab her wrist and counter attack kiss her back before her mind can even register what happens

She loves her kisses 🥰

Sleepy time, imagine both her arms around you, one leg on top of you, her head on you, and her other leg on your side. She is the embodiment of a ‘cuddle bug’

“Babe, I’m gonna teach you to say ‘I love you’” “This one does not feel love. But this one feels like it would be too evil to feast upon your flesh and blood” “…you’re getting better at it!!!!!”

I love you is the toughest thing to her. Like her body will physically not form the words. Her brain will not form the words. But guess what? Whenever you say it without getting a response back, she feels so happy you have no idea

Being new to the whole mating for life thing (though she would just call it “long term attraction”) means it’ll be hard for her to understand some relationship normalities. Whenever she threatens to consume you or spit acid at you, you just grab her hand softly and watch as her face changed. How it calms down instantly and her body untended. How her face looks so innocent like a lost puppy.

“Now you shut up,” you say, smiling stupidly knowing you just made her thunderstorm of anger turn into a hurricane

She is cold blooded so lemme tell you.. You being hot under the Outworld sun is PERFECT. Your body is just 100 degrees but imagine that being like how clothes feel after they get out of the dryer to her. She LOVES IT

If you wear soft or puffy clothes, maybe yarn, you become so so soft to her! She might nibble on the wool sometimes but she knows you love how cute she can look

She’ll play with your hair pretty often for a past time

She’ll let you ride on her sometimes- just don’t move too much

[sweetestberryofthebunch]

hi berry my love!!!! how are ya? it's question time <3 tell me a story about yourself. any story, from any time—yesterday, when you were four years old, middle school, anything. don’t focus on making it interesting or cool, just tell me something that feels nice to talk about!! is there an old friend you miss? a sledding hill you used to go to? what was the last meal you made? tell me something, but be sure to add details!!

Alright you asked for it so let me tell you the time i accidentally walked into a military zone in Italy!

I must have been like 15, maybe 16 and would go on vacation to Italy every summer (without family). That time i went camping with a few friends. Now I don’t sleep too well with many people around, so i was usually the first to wake up first. That time, i decided to go down to the beach (which was like ten minutes from our camp) and go on a “small walk”. Now listen, i love Italy, it wasn’t too hot that day and the water was super shallow, so i took my shoes off, walked like ankle deep into the water and just started walking in one direction.

And like, listen, it was so beautiful, okay? It was super early, so it wasn’t boiling hot yet but still sunny, and there were no people at all, not even beach bars or anything, just nature. I remember i walked past herding cows and ponies, and a dead sea turtle. Now the fact that it was dead was obviously sad but seeing one was definitely fascinating. I walked for like 2 hours at least, it was almost midday when i suddenly saw someone wave at me and walk towards me.

And by someone i mean a hunk of a guy in full camouflage with a fucking gun 😭 i was so confused lmao. Luckily i speak broken enough Italian to ask what the fuck he was doing there and he was like girl what the fuck are YOU doing here? This is a military zone and they’re preparing for test shootings.

Turns out because i was walking in the water, i missed the sign that said to walk no further completely, and in classic Italian fashion, there were of course no fences or anything stopping people from going further.

Luckily the guy was nice, i think he was just as confused as i was and walked me back to the sign, telling me not to come back 😂

So i just walked back to our camp. I got there in the afternoon and my friends were like where the fuck were you? And i was just like guys You’re not gonna believe this.

I later looked for my route on a map, cause i felt like a military zone this close to a trailerpark was kind of dangerous. Wellll turns out it wasn’t close at all, i had just walked like 12 km, i don’t know what that is in miles. But yeah, not to be a disgusting introvert but that was definitely the best part of that summer, i loved my little hike, including the run in with the military guy, he was actually super nice and i like to think he was at least a little impressed by me, since the trailerpark was quite far and the next village even further 😌

[minasweep]

had to crawl thru hell and back for this mod podge u better work bitch (endearing)

[capygarden]

Sims in Bloom Legacy Challenge for TS3 (◕ᴗ◕✿)

Hello! I really liked playing this legacy challenge in TS4 but found it wasn’t converted to TS3, so I decided to do it myself hehe. Granted I didn’t look that thoroughly (...hehe...) so I do apologise if this has already been converted before! It’s not an exact copy, of course - there are things TS3 doesn’t have that TS4 has and vice versa, but I tried my best to stay true to the original TS4 rules, with a little bit of my own flair sprinkled in hehe. I am play testing this right now, so if there are any problems with this please let me know!

NOTE: As I’m still playtesting this, the rules are subject to change. Obviously if it’s too late to max a skill/complete a rule I added afterwards, you’re not obligated to do it! Sometimes the ideas don’t come to you until way later, and unfortunately I only have one brain cell :’)

Original TS4 rules can be found here. All credits go to @a-sims-garden for the original, I just converted it! ✿

GENERAL RULES

Complete the assigned aspiration and skills for each generation - career is optional if you have completed the aspiration and vice versa, You can complete both if you’re up to it!

There are two colours associated with every generation. These may be used for genetics (berry/banilla), or just clothes and house decor if that isn’t your kinda thing!

This was part of the rules of the original challenge but honestly I’m gonna ignore it, but if you want the extra challenge, here you go: Start each generation with a small house/apartment and 1000 simoleons. If you want to make the challenge harder, you can start each generation on an empty lot with 0 simoleons (rags to riches style!)

Play on any lifespan you wish, but short is not recommended. (I personally play on normal, long if I’m feeling edgy)

For some gens, there are only three to four traits assigned; the rest will be up to you!

I would love to see gameplay of this in TS3! If you want, @ me or use #s3ib or #Sims3InBloom (hehehehe) (◕ ɔ ◕✿)

Gen 1: Daisy (white, yellow)

Gardening has always been your passion. Owning a large, healthy garden is all you’ve ever wanted in life, even if your nails constantly have soil under them and you have so many broken pots you’ve lost count. However, as with many things, gardening also requires a pretty good grasp on the technical, science-y side of things! You find both to be rewarding - best of both worlds, right? You sit and wonder what your family will grow to do, and hope that they will flourish just as beautifully as your garden has. This is the start of your family legacy!

Aspiration: The Perfect Garden

Traits: Eco-Friendly, Clumsy, Loves the Outdoors, Green Thumb, Loner

Career: Gardening

Skills: Gardening, Science (for a PlantSim)

Try not to buy ingredients from the fridge/grocery store often - grow your own produce, go fishing, etc. 

Grow a PlantSim baby

Grow 5 perfect plants

Marry a Sim who shares the ‘Loves the Outdoors’ Trait

Gen 2: Buttercup (yellow, green)

From a young age you’ve always loved animals of all kinds, but you’ve always had a special connection with cats. You spent your childhood playing in your parents’ garden, bonding with stray cats that would wander onto the lot. As a teen you were gifted a laptop for your birthday and you spent most of your time attached to it, always playing video games. As an adult, your love for both video games and cats persisted. While you want to raise a child with love and care like you were, ‘romance’ and ‘marriage’ aren’t things you’re really interested in.

Aspiration: The Cat Herder

Traits: Cat Person, Unflirty, Computer Whiz, Genius

Career: Medicine (pretend you’re a vet)

Skills: Logic, Handiness

Be part of the Nerd social group. Reach the highest level if you can.

Always own at least 3-4 cats - adopting strays is highly recommended!

Never get into a relationship or marry (you can attempt to date for fun but they never work out)

Adopt at least 1 child

Gen 3: Lavender (lilac, dark purple)

You were adopted by your loving parent into a small family, and so you’ve never been much of a people person. Keeping to yourself in your room you discovered your love of inventing, and of course playing your beloved violin. You spend a lot of time on your inventions because every single one has to be perfect!

Aspiration: Monster Maker

Traits: Loner, Perfectionist, Eccentric, Virtuoso

Career: Inventor

Skills: Inventing, Violin (or any instrument you have)

Be part of the Ballet Club as a child and Music Club as a teen, where you pick up violin

Be BFFs with a pet as a child and/or teen

Only have one best friend as a child/teen, and eventually fall in love and marry them

Have a very cluttered house filled with your little inventions - and when you have kids, make all their toys!

Have very high relationships with your entire family and maintain them

 Gen 4: Rose (red, black)

Growing up surrounded by clutter made you crave a brand new scenery, so when you aged up you moved to the big city of Bridgeport to get away from your old home. You crave connection with others, unlike your fairly introverted parent, and so seek to forge many relationships through the wonderful medium of social media!

Aspiration: Super Popular

Traits: Schmoozer, Artistic, Athletic

Career: Blogger (+ any of your choosing bc my dumb ass only just realised this isn’t an actual ts3 career)

Skills: Charisma, Social Networking

Move to Bridgeport (or any city with apartments) and live in an apartment or penthouse for the entirety of your adulthood

Master the social networking skill

Meet your future spouse using the SimFinder app

Have at least 5 best friends (preferably met through online dating/SimFinder)

Gen 5: Forget-me-not (light blue, yellow)

There’s just something satisfying about knowing all eyes are on you. You were born to be in the spotlight; from a young age, you showed great talent in the performing arts! You dream of becoming famous, attending celebrity parties, and owning a large spotless house! But, of course, fame comes at a great cost - if it means you’ll be famous, you’ll even sacrifice the relationship you have with your children...

Aspiration: Superstar Actor

Traits: Commitment Issues, Natural Born Performer, Neat, Perfectionist

Career: Film (Actor Branch)

Skills: Charisma, any music skill 

Be part of the Music Club as a teen

Marry a Shy Sim

When you become a 3-star celebrity, throw a party at least once a week

When you become a 4-star celebrity, divorce your current partner and marry a co-worker

Become a 5-star celebrity

Have a poor relationship with your child/children

 Gen 6: Sakura/cherry blossom (pink, brown)

Witnessing your parents’ troubled marriage, knowing your world could be turned upside down any day…you vowed to never let your children suffer through the same childhood you did, and marry someone you genuinely loved. You spent a lot of time with your pet dog as a child, a distraction from the troubles at home and the constant hovering presence of the paparazzi. You dreamed of a quiet life without fame and fortune, growing old with the one you love.

Aspiration: Surrounded by Family

Traits: Dog Person, Hopeless Romantic, Neurotic, Nurturing

Career: Culinary

Skills: Cooking, Painting

Marry your first love

Always own a dog - have high relationships with all dogs you own

Go on a date at least once a week

Paint a painting for every room of your house

Have a mix of biological and adopted children (your decision to consider adopted children as heir or not!)

Gen 7: Tulip (orange, red)

You’re a wine connoisseur - you love all things nectar, and can tell good wine from bad with just a look. How, at your young age? Uhh… next question! Good nectar begins with good grapes. So you move out into the countryside to live in the middle of nowhere, determined to start a nectar collection all nectar enthusiasts would die for.

Aspiration: Bottomless Nectar Cellar

Traits: Vegetarian, Good, Snob

Career: None

Skills: Nectar Making, Handiness

Join the Scouts as a child

Move to a “rural” town - up to you which one, not really sure if any TS3 EPs comes with a rural town like Henford-on-Bagley lol (I believe Riverview is kind of a rural-ish town?)

Do not get a job

Earn money by selling nectar, and maybe some of your produce!

 Gen 8: Lily (white, green)

As a child you had an overactive imagination and were obsessed with the supernatural. However, even as an adult, this fascination with the arcane hasn’t waned. Determined to prove that your efforts to investigate supernaturals won’t be fruitless, you move to notoriously spooky Moonlight Falls in search of concrete answers.

Aspiration: Mystic Healer

Traits: Bookworm, Insane, Genius, Supernatural Fan

Career: None - sell your elixirs!

Skills: Logic, Alchemy

Be turned into a witch as soon as you move to Moonlight Falls

Earn money by selling your elixirs at the consignment store - you can have part time jobs but they never really work out

Live in Moonlight Falls your whole adult life

Have at least 1 friend of each supernatural species

Marry a werewolf, who helps you find ingredients for alchemy ;)

 Gen 9: Pansy (purple, yellow)

You were surrounded by trees for your entire childhood, and so you’ve always craved a change of scenery. You’ve never seen the ocean, until you spontaneously decide to move to the far off land of Isla Paradiso! Relaxing on the sand, immersed in island culture, partying till the sun comes up - what could be better? 

Aspiration: Grand Explorer

Traits: Lazy, Loves to Swim, Virtuoso, Party Animal

Career: Self-Employed Diver - but don’t work that often!

Skills: Guitar, Diving

Live on a houseboat

Fall in love with a merperson, but wait until you’re an elder to marry them

Host a party (pool party in summer, juice kegger...whatever floats your boat! pun intended) at least once a week

Earn some extra cash by playing for tips

 Gen 10: Hydrangea (dark blue, pink)

While your parent was content with spending all day relaxing on the beach, you’ve always had larger ambitions. The quaint island life is not for you, so as soon as you can you apply for university to build a reputable career for yourself. However, you’ve always found joy in things other people may think are childish, which may distract you from your career from time to time. You dream of living in a large house filled with love and family.

Aspiration: Mansion Baron

Traits: Ambitious, Family Oriented, Childish, Workaholic

Career: Any

Skills: Writing, Charisma 

Graduate University and earn the necessary degree for your career

Marry a sim who also has the Childish trait

Have at least 4 children

Help your children with homework as much as possible (or all the time!) 

[OPTIONAL] Gen 11: Death flower (dark red, white)

You’ve always known you were different from everyone else. Your siblings were always nice to you and had ambitions to do good in the world, but you were born with no such morals. You hear legends of powerful vampires, with inhuman strength and living for multiple lifetimes. You want that power, and will stop at nothing to get it.

Aspiration: Emperor of Evil

Traits: Evil, Kleptomaniac, Snob, Brooding

Career: Criminal

Skills: Mixology

Narrowly escape death twice. Have a loved one (the only one you love and who understands you #emo) revive you using a magic lamp!

After you die the first time, search high and low for a death flower. This can be obtained through various means...

Get turned into a vampire after your second time dying - fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me!

Always drink from sims, never plasma

Turn at least 5 sims into vampires

That’s all folks! Let me know how you go~ ✿

Last Edit: 18 November 2022 (changed gen 6 LTW)

[advena87]

Lambert and Aiden on the Path

Putting aside my Kaer Morhen shenanigans series, I have repeatedly imagined the dynamics between Lambert and Aiden on the Path. You know how these two met and what it was like before they realized they were more than just friends. I think Lambert would be the surly one who wouldn’t like to bond, and Aiden, on the other hand, would be the energetic and friendly one. Of course, together, these two morons would be masters of mayhem and get into trouble more often than a toddler left alone at the zoo.

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Lambert: Listen, smartass-

Aiden: Please, call me Aiden.

Lambert: I'd really rather not. If I named you, I could get attached.

***

Lambert: You’re kind of annoying.

Aiden: Kind of? Kind of??? Excuse me. Excuse you. I am fully annoying. I am very annoying. There’s nothing half-assed half-hearted “kind of” about it.

***

Aiden: So what’s the plan ?

Lambert: I thought you were the one with the plan.

Aiden: Nope, I’m the one with enthusiasm.

*later*

Lambert: As far as plans go, this is not a good one.

Aiden: Lambert, this was your plan.

Lambert: I didn’t think you’d actually say yes!

Aiden: I’m the one with enthusiasm, remember? There are many things that I will agree to and most of them will not have logical justification.

***

Lambert: You’ve been hallucinating all day after eating these wild berries and now you lick something you found stuck to the floor?!

Aiden: I have a natural curiosity.

***

Lambert: I’m gonna need a human skull and I can't have you ask any questions why.

Aiden: Only if you also don't ask why--

Aiden, pulls out 7 pristine human skulls: Take your pick.

Lambert:

Aiden:

Lambert: This one is fine.

***

Lambert: What are all these dead bodies doing here?!

Aiden: Not much.

Lambert: …

Aiden: But, listen, I’m not a murderer.

Lambert: ...

Aiden: Okay, technically, I am. Not even technically. Literally. But I refuse to be defined by the times I murdered people.

Lambert: You think you can just bully people, but you can’t. It’s not okay. I’m the bully around here. Ask anyone.

Aiden: Oh.

Aiden: So you're mad because I'm a competition, not because I killed all these people?

Aiden: We'll be such a great team.

***

Lambert: Just letting you know, if we die I blame you.

Aiden: I know.

Lambert: None of this would have happened if you'd just gone to the Inn like I told you.

Aiden: If I'd gone to the Inn, you would be in jail right now.

Lambert: Well, jail is a big improvement over my current prospect of soon to be murdered!

***

Lambert: You know, when I first met you I thought you were a real bitch.

Aiden: What changed your mind?

Lambert: Oh, I still think you’re a bitch. I’ve just grown to like that about you.

Aiden: Are you this rude to all your friends?

Lambert: Yes, don’t think you’re special.

A voice from off: But he was.

***

*Lambert has miraculously survived leshen attack*

Aiden: But you were... How did...

Lambert: 'Cause I'm a badass, princess!

Aiden, chuckling: You're "a badass princess"?

Lambert: What? No, no, no. There's a comma. You know, I'm a badass, comma, prince-

Aiden: Yeah. Yeah, whatever you say... princess.

***

Aiden: Just let me take you TO HEALER-

Lambert: Oh, I’m sorry, is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it, pretty boy.

Aiden: Wait, you think I'm pretty?

Lambert, blushing: Yes, pretty annoying!

***

Aiden: Truth or dare?

Lambert: Truth.

Aiden: I dare you to kiss me.

Lambert, leaning in for a kiss: You better believe I’m not here to lose!

Lambert, stops: Hold on.

Lambert: What the fuck, I didn't even choose dare.

Aiden to himself: Damn, and it was so close!

***

Lambert, mentally: Wait, is he into me? Quick, make a bad joke and see if he laughs.

Lambert, aloud: Did you hear the one about the skeleton who couldn't go to the party? He had no body to go with!

Aiden, laughs: That's really funny.

Lambert: ...

Lambert, mentally: Well, that's not a fair test. That joke's hilarious.

***

Lambert: Step 1, be straight.

Aiden: *walks by*

Lambert: Failed step 1.

***

Aiden, jokingly: You’re not allowed to fall in love with me.

Lambert, seriously: Won’t be a problem.

Lambert, a weeks later: THERE’S A PROBLEM.

Aiden: Aww, you poor thing.

Lambert: Don’t bring my financial status into this.

***

Aiden: I’ve been dropping him the most insanely obvious hints for over six months now. No response.

Lambert: Wow. He sound stupid.

Aiden: But he isn’t. He is smart actually. Just dense.

Lambert: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”

Aiden: I guess you’re right. Hey Lambert, I love you.

Lambert: See! Just say that!

Aiden: Holy fucking shit.

Lambert: If that flies over his head then sorry, Aiden, but he is too dumb for you.

Aiden: Lambert…

* the same night, Lambert suddenly realizing that Aiden was talking about him all the time. *

Lambert: OMFG, I am such an idiot!

Aiden:

Lambert:

Aiden:

Lambert:

Aiden: If you're waiting for me to disagree with you, it's gonna be long night.

***

Aiden: *kisses Lambert before he goes into a life or death situation*

Lambert: Hot diggity dog!

Lambert: Oh no! The first thing I said after Aiden kissed me is “hot diggity dog”.

Lambert: You know what? It’s my honest reaction and I stand by it.

***

Lambert, on his relationship with Aiden: I was in the friend zone, and before I knew what was happening, he pulled me into the romance zone! It was like quick sand!

***

Lambert: Rubbing alcohol is for outside injuries.

Lambert: Drinking it is for inside injuries.

Aiden, softly: Babe, no–

 ***

Innkeeper: I can't believe you broke the bed last night. Must have been crazy!

*Last night*

Aiden: I bet you can't jump and touch the ceiling.

Lambert: Fucking watch me.

***

*after leaving the inn*

Lambert: Thanks for paying the bill for dinner.

Aiden: But... I thought you did?

Lambert:

Aiden:

Lambert: Well I guess we won’t be going to that place ever again

***

Villain: Now that we’ve captured you, we’re going to call your boyfriend.

Aiden: Please don’t.

Villain: Beggin will get you nothing!

Aiden: You don’t understand. He’s going to cause a massive scene. I’m trying to save both of us a lot of trouble here.

***

Lambert, wakes up: Wait... Where am I?

Aiden, sarcastically: In heaven

Lambert: Oh.

Lambert: ...

Lambert: Didn’t think you’d be here.

Aiden: Honestly, fuck you.

Lambert: We can do that in heaven?

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Here is Part 2

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[owvinea]

don't forget to be polite | 1/3

notes: hewwo hewwo another phil&techno fic,, are we rlly surprised. anyway have a funky hybrid headcanon thing ig. 1/3 chapters word count: 1242 ao3 link

part 2

Supply trips to the Nether weren’t uncommon.

Sure, their little cabin houses held double chests upon double chests of supplies, deeming them probably one of the richest people in the world, but a supply check never hurt, did it? They couldn’t afford to lack ingredients now, couldn’t afford to be missing anything crucial that could cost them greatly.

So when Phil noticed their ghast tear supply lacking, he hadn’t hesitated to drag Techno to the hot dimension by his arm, cape, tusks or ears if he had to. They weren’t going to have a drop in supplies, not if the avian could help it.

And the trip has turned out to go smoothly, without much trouble. Well, little to no trouble.

It really was a blessing and big advantage to be traveling with Techno. Phil almost felt like he was cheating life when they walked past a hoard of piglins eyeing their full netherite sets sharply, taking the lack of gold as a warning sign. But one of them made a questioning, wary huff, scarred ear full of earrings flicking this way and that, and all it took was for Techno to make the exact same sound back, except more friendly and reassuring.

It was almost magic. They all lost interest, turning around to get back to their own hobbies and whatever it was they were doing before the two of them slammed into the red island floors.

And, well.

Given the fact Phil has had many embarrassing near-death experiences with piglins too wary about his lack of golden protection, the way the crowd almost parted for them made him smile triumphantly.

“Thanks for savin’ us back there,” Phil threw it out there with a hesitant smile, their heavy boots clinging against the netherrack that grew soft red moss all over it. The lava flowing around them left a hot feeling on his skin, almost similar to sun if it wasn’t so intimidating. “What’d you say to ‘em?”

The question left Techno confused, eyebrows quirking up in confusion as his tail caught a stray piece of netherrack, forcing the piglin to take the thing into his hands softly and dig the rock out of the soft fur. “I jus’ said hello. They greeted me first, it’d have been rude not to greet ‘em back.”

Ah. Beans.

-

It wasn’t until much later that it clicked, when they were finally setting up camp and Phil was trying his hardest to get a fire going that the two were approached by a lonesome animal. As the flames crackled to life, a little stray cat poked its head through the bushes and inched closer to the warmth, hackles raised.

Phil smiled at the sight, wings swiftly folding against his back to make himself seem smaller. Orange light framed his hand as he reached out to let the cat sniff his fingers. The little feline pushed its nose against the pale skin, snout wet and cold, until it hissed and skittishly ran to tangle around Techno’s legs.

A frown grew on Phil’s face as Techno’s chuckles grew louder. “Of course it’s gonna like you more.”

He paused the sharpening of his sword to look down at the cat, piglin ears flicking as he crouched and let his tail sway curiously. The feline sat down and stared back into his eyes, ears pressed flat against its head.

The cat meowed.

Techno didn’t hesitate to make his own “meow”, ear flicking in Phil’s direction as the man burst into laughter.

“D’ya just greet every single creature?”

“The cat greeted me first- it’d be rude- Philza- Phil! Stop laughing!”

-

Almost experimentally, Phil decides to ask Ranboo for a quick favor. The boy was a hybrid himself, and with the boy’s admirable ability to also befriend most animals on sight, Phil asked him to let a fox visit the tundra. Just for a little, no need to tame it or give it home, but just… for science.

It’s a cute little thing, fur as white as Steve’s, eyes holding barely any thoughts as the little fox munches on some berries Ranboo dropped off as well. Techno doesn’t understand, looks at Phil like he’s grown a head or two. “Are we keepin’ it? I thought we already had enough pets in the cabin?”

And then the cute little thing meets Techno’s glance, and lets out a little squeak, bordering a cheerful yip.

And to Phil’s lung-killing amusement, Techno repeats it right back with his own tone before resuming. “It’ll get crowded-”

Phil is very well losing his shit.

“Oh my- Phil, is this about the greet thing again- it’d be rude not to greet back- shut up!”

Phil is gonna die.

-

His little experiment continues its trek as he decides to test the limits, bit by bit.

Maybe, in another time, decades ago where Techno’s stare was hard and cold and he still flinched whenever Phil passed behind him, out of sight, he’d consider this… experimentation a little out of hand. Even a little rude, perhaps.

But it’s just lighthearted fun now, and Techno’s his old friend of many, many years. The piglin survived death and a half, he could surely handle a little fun from his old friend.

And so, right the next morning, Phil interrupted Techno’s rushed breakfast of bread and butter to pull him into the bee farm, claiming an emergency.

“Did they die?” Techno questions as Phil pulls open the door, rushing the both of them into the warm room. “Got poisoned? Queen died? What’s wrong?”

Phil stayed silent, watching as the piglin hurriedly checked the hives and machines. Bees flew around him and settled in his hair, let down and a little messy as he just woke up not too long ago, buzzing. He absentmindedly hissed back, the noise imitating the buzzing of the little yellow creatures around him as he poked around the nests to ensure their safety. “They seem just fine to me, Phil. Phil? Phil, why are you laughing, what-”

-

The next part of his experiment is unplanned.

Really, Phil hadn’t planned for it to progress this far, but it happens before he can even realise it.

It’s just a simple hunt for shipwrecks, temples, anything they can get their hands on. Techno has been itching for a totem of undying for a while now, the absence of one constantly putting him on edge. A mansion wouldn’t be a bad find either.

Of course, it’s not uncommon for them to get sidetracked. Techno had a big tendency to get distracted and forget the task at hand, and Phil simply loved him too much to pull him away from the exciting, short-lived tasks.

So here they were, exploring a deep ravine.

And, like, it’s not that Phil disliked running into endermen, they were just a pain to deal with.

As soon as the deep ender rumble echoes through the cave, Phil’s feathers ruffle and his wings are ready to carry him away.

That is, until Techno repeats the noise and moves on.

Phil watches him mine some lapis, mouth opened in a question he didn’t know.

“This should be enough lapis for now,” Techno turns to him, holding out the stacks of lapis until he sees the expression on Phil’s face. “Phil?”

“How the fuck did you mimic an enderman?”

“Ender and piglin are pretty close in pronunciation. It’s really not that hard. ‘nyway, the lapis-”

“-what the fuck, what the fuck-”

“-the lapis, Phil!”

[sing-against-the-sky]

Poems, Prayers and Promises

🏜🌒🌾

Summary: cowboy/ homestead AU soft!Jake Kiszka fic that is entirely self indulgent. Slowish burn hurt/comfort.

Warnings: Blood and injury trigger warning.

Notes: tried formatting this in tumblr a few times but it still looks weird to me lol. So fuck it I’m posting anyway. I’ve written more if anyone is interested in it ♥️

Thank you @ageofsewingmachine for your help😊

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There was someone beating on her door. She startled and jumped out of her chair, the book in her lap tumbling to the ground, Kip barked and stared at the door. She stepped to the hearth and quickly tugged the shotgun off where it sat on the mantle. The sun had been down for an hour at least, there should be no one at her door.

The banging came again.

And a voice.

It was loud enough to understand clearly but she could hear it was strained. “Please. I’m sorry to intrude on your home. My horse threw me down three miles back towards the gorge. I saw your light after the sun had set and thanked my stars. I’m hurt worse than I thought...” His voice trailed off for a moment, she could hear him breathing hard.

She stepped towards the door and put a hand on the lock bar. She looked at Kip again at her feet. He stood alert looking at the door, but his hackles hadn’t risen at the sound of the man’s voice. She took it as a good sign and spoke loud enough to be heard through the door. “Are you armed traveller?”

She could hear the relief in his voice when he spoke again. “Yes ma’am. But my rifle and ammo are on my horse. She’s at the trough by the tree. I have a knife but you can hold onto it for me.” His answer more than satisfied her.

She propped the shotgun on the wall and pushed the lock bar out of place.

The stranger practically fell into her home and she caught him by the shoulders. He wasn’t much taller than her and she was able to keep him on his feet. He held his left side with his hand, blood making his dusty blue shirt dark between his long fingers. She used his momentum to get him the two steps to the chair and turned to quickly close the door. Kip sniffed the man’s fingers but stayed close to her skirts.

When she turned back the man was leaning on the chair and offering his hunting knife and sheath to her with his unbloodied hand. He looked at her from under the brim of his hat as she took it. “You’re kind to take a stranger in at night ma’am. I’m in your debt”

She slid the sheathed knife into her big petticoat pocket and moved to get her shoulder under his arm as he started sliding down the back of the chair. “Don’t thank me yet, traveller. I haven’t fixed that hole in you yet.” He let out a small chuckle, which quickly turned to a pained cough. His face was close to hers as she moved him to sit on the couch across from the fire and his breath stirred the strands of hair around her face. It smelled like juniper berries.

He lay back, breathing harder now and roughly pulled the hat from his head. His long brown hair fell across the pillows she had embroidered in the dark snowy months of last winter. The red birds in the corners echoing the red blood streaked on his hands.

She knelt beside him to inspect his wound. He looked at her over his high cheekbones without lifting his head up. “I’m sorry if I bleed on your nice furniture ma’am”

She tisked her tongue at him “You’ll be a lot sorrier if I have to move your dead body out of here. Just focus on breathing deep. Lemme see what happened” The corners of his lips almost smiled before he grimaced in pain as she lifted his hand off his bloody side and pulled the sticky shirt out of the way. He had been holding a now soaked kerchief to the wound. She was almost relieved when she saw it wasn’t a bullet hole seeping blood. There was a deep gash just above his left hipbone, bits of wood still clinging to the edges and two big splinters still in him. It was ringed by a deep purple bruise that stretched up his side. She quickly assessed the wound and placed the kerchief back over it, putting his hand back on top. “Keep good pressure on it, like you were before. I’ll be right back” He nodded his chin at her as she stood went to gather supplies.

She was back in a few short minutes with a basin of water, clean strips of cloth and a big glass jug half full of a clear liquid. She moved the kerosene lamp from the side table it had been on and set it next to her.

Her hands were steady when she sowed up her ripped work clothes or helped bring a new lamb into the world, she hoped they would be with a man, bloody and in pain, at the end of her fingers.

She held the glass jug out to him. “Sorry if it’s not your taste. I make it myself. But it’ll do the trick. I’m going to put this blanket under you so you’ll need to sit up for just a moment.” He nodded again as he took the jug from her and took a deep swig. He sucked air hard through his teeth and handed it back. She bent over him as he rolled a little to the side and quickly tucked the blanket under his back. When he lay back she could see the kerchief under his hand was totally soaked.

Now was the time to act.

She knelt again, looking over him. She met his eyes and she could see sweat beading on his forehead and the pain lacing across his face. It didn’t look right on that face. She knew it would get worse before it could get better.

“Are you ready? I have to clean it and tie it tight. You’ve already bled a lot and it needs to stop.” He nodded again and she could see him stealing himself.

“Can I have another drink before you start?” His voice came out raspy, like it caught in his throat. She handed him the jug and pulled the kerchief from off her neck to hand him as well.

“Bite down on this. And yell if you need to. It’s gonna hurt like a son of a bitch” He bunched it up and put the fabric between her teeth. His deep brown eyes locked on hers and he nodded for her to begin. She lifted his hand off the bloody wound and got to work.

An hour later she was putting the red-stained rags in a bucket and quietly cleaning up her makeshift surgery. He was asleep now, he had fainted from pain when she pulled the last big splinter from his side, but his breathing was steady and she had got the bleeding to stop. A bandage was wrapped tight around his middle, but he still wore his dirty shirt, pushed up under his arms. She softly undid the last few buttons so he could easily slip out of it if he wanted. She stood and decided to take his boots off before seeing to his horse and settling in for the night.

You can tell a lot about a man from his boots. His were were a light tan leather, simple and quality, but well worn. There were flecks of river mud on them and the silky seed pods of canyon grass still clung in places. She liked what the boots told her about the stranger in her home. He had been honest since he got here. She could feel the weight of his knife against her leg. She looked at his sleeping face once more before she and Kip slipped outside to take the strangers horse to the barn.

🌙 2

The sky was just turning the dusty purple of dawn when he opened his eyes. It took him a moment to remember where he was. He was under a soft wool blanket with pillows holding up his head. The piercing pain in his side took no time reminding him of the night before. He looked around, his eyes falling on the woman across from him almost immediately. She was sleeping in the chair by the fire, her faced cradled in her hand, propped up under her chin. Her hair was messy and the morning light made the stray hairs glow like a halo around her head. There was a finger smudge of his blood across her cheek. He wasn’t quite sure she was real. He lay there quietly for a moment, just breathing slowly through the pain in his side, not wanting to wake her. Movement caught his eye as the dog laying at her feet shifted and stretched. It was lean and medium-sized, its coat a dusty yellow, with little folded ears. It blinked its dark eyes at him as it sat up. When he looked back up at the woman’s face she was looking back at him.

“Glad to see you made it through the night”

He smiled at her. “Glad I did too. You did fine work fixing me up. I can’t thank you enough ma’am.”

She waved her hand dismissively. “You don’t have to keep calling me ma’am. I don’t like blushing three times a conversation. My name is Ida”

His smile widened. “It’s nice to meet you Ida. I’m Jacob.”

She smiled back at him. “How’s your side?” He shifted his torso a bit, testing, and grimaced as the pain shot through him. “Hurts”

Her lips pursed in a tight line and she stood and came across the room to him. She gently flipped the blanket down and looked at the bandages. There was one small circle of blood showing through the white strips. She seemed relatively pleased. “I’ll need to change these in a few more hours. And I don’t think you’ll be off this couch for a few more days.” He nodded and offered her kerchief back. She shook her head and pushed his fingers closed around it. “Yours was ruined. I have others I can use. Keep it.” Her fingers were soft on his. She looked over his makeshift cot. “I wish I could move you but it’ll make you bleed again so we won’t risk it til we have to. But if you get a fever you’re going to the bed.” She deftly leaned over him and gave a few subtle knocks on the carved wood of the back of the couch. He smiled to himself, watching her. Her skirts brushed his bare shoulder. They smelled like lavender soap and hay dust. In a moment she was turning away again, on her way to whatever task was next. He lay back into the pillows. Lady Luck had smiled at him when he saw this house’s light, glimmering in the night.

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When Ida came back in from morning chores Jacob was asleep again. His face was pale under his tan. She softly touched his forehead with her hand as she passed. He wasn’t burning. But he wasn’t cool either. Her brow creased with worry. She had to be prepared in case of the worst. She had to be prepared for anything. She went to make more bandages. All she could do was be ready. And hope those warm brown eyes kept opening to look up at her.

[randomly-talented]

Okay, okay, I'm not really good at making sentences work the way I want them but I'll try to convey my thoughts and emotions over the characters from Bug Fables after completing the game last night at 2:00 ish in the morning (I was weak and there no way I was gonna stop with all the stuff that was going on at the end. I'm the type of player that plays till a good stopping point) that being said there will be spoilers from here on down so you've been warned!

But really it's such a beautiful experience and i highly recommend going in blind to any new player.

Okay, on to the point. I know many people have decided on their favorite of the team and I'm not here to say "oh they're the best and you're wrong!" NOPE I'm not doing that I am trying to say is "they're all the best and you're so right to care for one but let's love them all". Each character has their own ideals and their own goals when we first meet them.

Vi (Violet) a bee who has essentially runaway from home after burning the bridges between her family and her "mother" the queen to become an explorer. An occupation that (based off context clues) is the last thing a bee does for a living. And this is emphasized with all other bugs that explore being not only bigger than her but NOT bees. And biologically...it makes sense! A bee, is to collect pollen and nectar for the hive and produce honey (which Vi use to do with her job at the factory) and biologically bees do avoid fighting since their only way of attacking is with their stinger. But unlike the other black and yellow bugs, a bee's stinger is a one use thing. After it's used, it remains in the creature the bee attacked and from the bee's body it takes their organs with it. (If I remember that correctly. It's been a while since I looked up why bee's die after stinging someone). But you understand the concern that other bees in Vi's life have for her becoming an explorer. But that isn't the only thing the Vi dealt with before becoming and explorer, she had to deal with many of her friends and family badmouth her dreams and guilt her from trying to accomplish them. As Vi said to her sister when they were trying to resolve their fight, "But if I can say something, you were mean to me too! I had dreams and you stomped over them! I'm doing great! I've gone to many places and beat up huge monsters! If...if you had any faith in me I could've done it sooner!" Even her desire of money is so that she can live how she wants without anyone telling her how to live. And it's a strong desire due to the fact that Vi is always trying to strike a deal or not spend their savings on expensive wants, shown through her reluctance to buy the green ranger toy, or her utter shock to the 400 berries flower toy she forked the money for. (Something that shocked Leif and Kabbu due to the fact that Vi just spent 400 berries on a toy for someone else)

Kabbu a beetle (who specific species I don't know) who is the definition of an honorable bug. Going out of his way to help others and if it weren't for Vi he'd do it for free. Which would essentially leave him homeless once that is said and done. Who through the majority of the game he's the voice of reason, passion, and inspiration. (With a skill "Pep Talk" he's able to revive a fainted teammate). And who wishes to create a team of explorers to call his own. I will say that Kabbu was precious. I loved how the only reason Vi and Leif got anything done or didn't do a crime, the chaotic duo that they are, was because of Kabbu and how his hesitance was enough to keep Vi and Leif from upsetting him further. But I do want to say that I found it odd how willing he was to behave that way. When I was playing through the festival I found it so weird how Kabbu was okay with not participating at all. Until I realized that I personally do that too. Kabbu was happy as long as his teammates were having fun. (Until you learn of his old teammates, who were trying to go to bugaria by going through the swamplands and perished to the Beast by holding it off while Kabbu ran away) Kabbu who after surviving the Beast alone had to make more than half of the journey to the Ant Kingdom alone, through a desert filled with monsters, some which he couldn't attack by himself due to their burrow ability, and bandits, with some bandits flying to high for him to do anything but run from. The entire time being alone to fester in the guilt that he essentially "abandoned" his teammates to die at the hands of the beast and how easy the desert would be if his teammates were there to help him. (Not only that but if I remember correctly Kabbu's old teammates were more experienced than Kabbu himself, which added to the guilt "if I was stronger they would still be around") And now the festival wasn't as happy as it was led to appear. Kabbu is okay with letting his teammates have fun because he doesn't "need" to have fun. Vi and Leif are placeholders for his old teammates during this event. If they can have fun one more time, I can truly be happy. I will keep them safe and happy unlike my old teammates. I will do all within my power to make sure my teammates are happy and safe. Because I didn't the first time and I won't make that same mistake. That is why when we collectively reach the grasslands Kabbu comes to the decision that he's strong enough to avenge his fallen teammates by defeating the Beast. Alone if he must.

Leif a moth (with the ability to control ice that they generate within their body) who is found after Kabbu and Vi stumble into the deeps of Snake mouth cave. And when they're awakened from their "nap" Leif has no idea that time has essentially changed. Now the Ant Kingdom has grown, their queen is no longer in charge but their daughter. And things aren't as peaceful as they use to be, the wasps and termites have cut ties with the ant kingdom, there are bandits left and right, and now there is need for a prison when in the past there was no such need. All of the bugs that Leif once knew are no more except Rebecca who is too aged to fully remember them. (If that's her name, I honestly was never too sure...) And it wasn't till later in the story that Leif is shocked to realize that one of the family's in the residential areas looks just like they're wife Muse. And that is when you realize that Leif was stripped from they're family. And thus leads to Leif working harder in finding out what exactly happened in that cave and when we do it's heartbreaking. Apparently Snake mouth cave was home to a civilization of roach scientists who were trying to recreate an equivalent to the eternal sapling by experimenting with cordyceps and bugs that the roaches lured to the cave with the promise of an artifact that would lead to the everlasting sapling. That is why there was a trap door as you open the door to the "treasure" of Snake mouth cave and further beyond that "treasure" was another door were bugs were inhumanely experimented on in some sick experiment as the roaches looked for purpose. (It's only super concerning that the majority of zombified bugs happen to be small ants, bees of the "smaller" variety, and green beetles of the "larger" variety. (Creepily enough they looked like Vi and Kabbu and I really hope that Leif's old teammates weren't some variety of those bugs cuz that would be super upsetting.) There, Leif learns that they were once dead, and that they're not even them, they were a sentient cordyceps that "failed" the roaches test and possessed a dead bug, Leif, who was most likely ambushed with his team and left behind by said team least they all lose their lives. Only for Leif to be subjected to experiments in order to become the next immortal, a purpose for the roaches to live for. And unluckily (luckily??) survived the experiments once a cordyceps housed itself within them in a symbiotic relationship. And with Kabbu and Vi's help, comes to accept that they have always been the same bug from the beginning till now and onwards. Now that they realize that even though they are part cordyceps part moth it doesn't mean they have really changed from the bug they use to be when it came to they're family. Which gave them the courage to meet the present version of their family and be accepted with open arms (it was touching and I cried).

But that's just it. Vi, Kabbu, and Leif; Team Snakemouth are the best team, because they had each other. And even though they each had their own personalities and their pasts that laid heavy within each of their minds. Team Snakemouth supported itself, and was open to itself (some a bit more than others). They keep their secrets within the team, they backed each other up, they tease each other, they beat anyone fight anyone that insults one of them (How dare you insult us! Insult one you insult all!). Because they aren't just one, they are a team, a family, friends. A success, is all their success. A failure, is all their failure. One's happiness, is all their happiness. And ones sadness, is all their sadness. And it was their team that saved Bugaria from the wasp King. And we loved them all.

[pecherlecriture]

just another day while quarantine

warnings: smut

hello, hope you likes this one shot, English is not my first language so I'm sorry if there's any mistakes

the fucking gift istg.

"fuck baby" harry said when he saw you walk with two new glasses full of some expensive liquor harry had bought in some country you couldn't remember the name. you just smiled and sit down next to him, to the point you were basically on top of him, his arms pull you closer and he kiss you.

"i'm very drunk" you say and you can hear him giggle a little bit.

"me too darlin" the dimples on his cheeks making its way. "but I'm not gonna lie this little cocktail look very interestin". you laughed, it was just a mojito with some berries on top (what an expensive liquor am I right)

you started to drink your mojito as well, something you were really grateful for was being able to spend quarantine with harry, you both have been dating for a while, but haven't been sure about the moving together step. but having spend this weeks together have show you both it was the right thing to do.

quarantine has been fun for the most part since both of you have little to no work to do, harry did write a little bit every day, trying to keep an schedule and it keeps his head flowing, or at least that was he says, you don't mind, actually you love when he pick up his guitar and start gong hard on it.

talking about going hard on it , you two have been fucking like rabbits, both of you get bored pretty quickly while watching a movie and neither of you find something better to do than make each other feel good.

memories of the days before flow through your mind, the way he would choke you while he pound you from behind, the way he always want to make sure you are wet and ready for him so he makes you cum at least once with his mouth, he really loved eating you out, he says he wouldn't mind spending all day between you sweet legs.

you feel yourself getting wet just by the though of it, you move your legs so you can make some friction and harry notices you are zoned out.

"y'there babygirl?" he say with his beautiful raspy voice and you can feel yourself get even more wet if possible.

"yeah, just thinking about you" you answer and start playing with his hair, he pulls his head back at your touch and moans very slowly, not trying to be sexual it was just from the pleasure of your hand on his hair, but you couldn't help but get hornier at the sound.

"whatcha' thinkin about" he asks and looks back at you and you just blush a little bit taking a sip of your drink. "oh..."he says "those types of thoughts,huh then I wanna know even more what ya were thinkin about" he smirks and pulls you on top of him.

you bite your lip and grind your hips onto his, a wave of pleasure goes through your body and you can't help but moan

"y'baby yeh like that?" he whispers on your lips, you just nod and he pulls your hair throwing your head back.

"y'just can't get enough righ baby?" he ask and bites your neck slowly and you whimper loudly. "y'just can't get enough of my cock isn't babygirl?" he practically growls against you neck kissing it leaving marks behind.

"yes baby, I fucking love your cock" you moan grinding your hips once again but your actions don't last long, he keeps your hips still holding them tightly

"nuh uh darlin', yeh get what I give you, I'm in charge aren't I?" he smirks and pulls you under him. His mouth finally comes in contact with yours and you moan happily, his kisses were addictive, they tested so good and his lips were the softest. he pulls back and take his shirt off, you take a good look at him and bite your lip when you notice his hard dick through his gray sweatpants,the littler fucker , you hear him laugh slightly and you look innocently at him.

"yeh like what you see?" he ask and you nood.

"yes daddy I fucking love it" you say and pull your tits together biting your lip and he curses.

"god I fucking love yeh" he takes your shirt off leaving you only on your wet panties. "can see how wet yeh are for me darlin" he touch the wet patch on your panties making eye contact with you making everything so much more intimate "fuckin soaked" he says and dip his head down to your pussy.

"gonna let me have a good taste righ baby? you gonna let daddy take what he wants?" he ask pulling your panties to the side, you don't answer because your were way to focused on his face looking directly into you pretty pussy, he notices and spit in your clit

"fuck" you scream

"i'm pretty sure I asked you somethin little one" he enters one finger to your tight hole.

"f-fuck daddy, what was it?" you ask and he laughs pounding his finger faster than before. you start moaning harder and you were feeling incredible "another finger daddy please" you beg and he do as you ask.

"yeh are making my whole hand fucking wet darlin, I bet I will you slip righ in won't I?" he adds yet another finger and start pounding harder making you throw your head back and moan

"fucking spectacular" he whisper and pulls his head down finally taking a good taste of you.

"shit h" you scream and your hand went straight to his hair pulling it slightly, he doesn't even flinch, to busy eating you out, to busy having the meal of his life.

"baby please" you beg "please I need you inside, or at least let me have a taste of you too" you whimper and you can feel him saying something while his tongue was to busy being inside of you. he pulls away and throw his pants down, obviously he wasn't using boxers so you got an amazing view of his impressive cock, completely hard, red on the tip and leaking precum. it looked fucking amazing and you couldn't wait to have a good taste and feel it hard inside you. he pulls your underwear down and kiss you one more time before he finally slides in.

"ff-fuckk darlin, so bloody tight" he moans "and so wet fo me"

you can feel yourself getting wetter by the second if possible. the bare feeling of having harry's cock inside you was already an amazing experience, and yet he manages to making feel even better

"shit daddy I can feel you so deep in my tummy" harry moans after hearing you say that and start moving his hips, he started pounding to yo like an animal right away, you could feel him everywhere, he was so so deep and you loved every second of it. you could feel his balls hitting you with an amazing rhythm and let not even mention his fucking moans, literal heaven.

"yeh like it darlin? yeh like it when I fuck y'hard huh?" his hand grips your neck hard, making you loose a little bit of air "such a good girl fo me" he murmurs against your body and grabs one of your breast and start licking it like it was his first meal after years

"fuck harry yes!"you scream and can feel your throat getting irritated by your loud moans but you couldn't care, not right now at least.

"come here little one" he pulls you closer to him making your chest touch "you drive me mad darlin" he moans against your mouth and you can help but smile.

"i love you" you say and kiss him hard, his right hand grabs your hair and his left grabs your ass and smack it a few times.

"fuck baby keep going please" you beg and he starts pounding onto you even harder, you could feel the knot on your stomach growing making your toes curl and you scratch Harry's back making him groan loudly.

"yeh gonna cum baby?" he ask with a sweet innocent voice even though his action were quite the opposite.

"f-fuck harry, yes, shit please make me cum baby" you two make eye contact and everything feels even more intimate "please h" you beg once more and he closes his eyes for a second and you can see a little smirk forming on his precious lips.

he pulls you against the bed once again having your back against the mattress and he holds your right hand with his and his left one go straight to your clit playing with it. You feel the knot about to snap and you scratch his back screaming his name

"yessss, fuck baby , oh my god" you can feel tears forming on your eyes from the pleasure. harry was completely concentrated and making you and himself cum, he was really close, your pussy just feels so amazing around him and he wants to stay inside of it forever.

he holds your face with his right hand and kisses you with so much passion, you feel the knot let go and you throw your head back in pleasure and harry swears you are the most beautiful girl in the whole fucking world, you were his muse and he couldn't get enough of you.

"s-shit darlin" he moans once more and you feel him pull out and cum on your tummy and you moan at the feel of it, you loved the moments both of you were able to be this vulnerable around each other.

"damn daddy" you giggle slightly and he can't help but giggle as well

"I fuckin love you"he says looking at you and gives you a kiss. he stands up and go to the bathroom giving you a good view of his perfect little ass, you bite your lips and seconds later he comes back with a wet towel to clean you up, he does it slowly and you can't stop looking at him.

"whatcha thinkin?" he ask throwing the towel away and you smile "just looking at you and thinking how beautiful you are" he looks at you with adoration and you can see his little dimple making it's way.

he kisses you and pulls you closer to him, resting your head on his chest and you started to draw with your fingers his tattoos.

"i think i'm no longer drunk" he blurres out after some minutes of comfortable silence and you both laugh

"yeah me too" you look at the table beside your bed and you see its 2:47am, you were a little sleepy if being honest and you could feel harry already falling asleep. You pull yourself away from him chest and rest your head besides his, having a perfect view of his beautiful face. you couldn't be lucky you think to yourself and give his nose a little kiss before trying to fall asleep yourself.

Hii! how you been?🖤 hope you liked my first harry fanfic, in tried to make it different by trying to write the accent bc i've seen people to that n I liked it so I really hope u too🤧

Don't forget you can follow me here, I post shots about tom h, timothée c, and harry as well. You can request if you like, I would appreciated. Take care, see you soon.🦕

[thatsbucknasty]

she used to be mine (ii) waitress au

summary: Inspired by the broadway musical. Y/N Beck is a pie baking force to be reckoned with. She’s pregnant with her lazy ass husband, Quentin Beck’s baby. As everything around her turns upside down, Doctor James Buchanan Barnes charms his way into her life. pairing: Y/N x Bucky tags are open c:

this is a short chapter but we get to meet Bucky!

chapter 2: what baking can do

I’ve had one week to think about this. I was raised by very religious parents, and don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of those pricks who want to decide over women’s bodies. I just, I wouldn’t do it myself, you know? I always wanted to be a mother, just not to Quentin’s baby. It’s confusing, I know. Leaving him sounds easy to an outsider but he’s all I have.

My mom died when I was 16 and my drunk dad left town with his new wife two years later. We got married six months after graduation and I didn’t get to go to college but he wrote songs about me and I really thought his band was gonna make it big. I believed in his talent. It’s been ten years. I was on the pill all these years and it never failed. One drunk night and that stupid red dress, that’s all it took. But it’s time to move on and be practical. I won’t leave Quentin. That’s not on my short term plans. All I can do for now is work my ass off, save some money for this baby and go see a doctor.

Doctor Lily Perkins likes my pies. It’s gonna be delicious. I’ll make something sweet with berries just for her. 

Rolling the dough for the crust is my favourite part. I remember how my mom would hide in the kitchen when my dad was drunk. She would turn the bitter days into sweet red velvet cookies and strawberry milkshakes. She taught me everything I know, from cracking eggs one-handedly to whisking stiff peaks of italian meringue. But rolling the dough for the first cherry pie I ever made, is my favourite memory of hers and mine.

“Careful, you don’t want the sugar gnomes to come eat your nose at night”. She says nonchalantly while smearing powder sugar on my nose.

“Hey! I’m trying to work here!” I yell in between giggles.

Tonight I took an extra shift to start my Baby Savings. That means baking 12 pies that need to be ready for tomorrow morning and another one to take with me on my first doctor’s appointment after work. I haven’t told Quentin yet. But let’s not think about that right now,

Let’s focus on doctor Perkin’s pie. It needs to be perfect. The right amount of sugar can make a dull day brighter, too much and it messes the whole taste experience. I think blueberry base, whipped cream and marshmallows on top will be nice. Maybe some chocolate drizzle? She’ll love it.

-

I remember coming here with my mom when I was seven. I had a bad case of chickenpox. It looks exactly the same. Light blue walls with ABC’s wallpaper on the nurse’s desk wall. She said on the phone her name was Maria. I’ve been waiting for fifteen minutes because a crying five year old won’t take his shots. It’s okay though, I’m not in a rush but the doctor’s office isn’t my favorite place to be. Reminds me of the countless appointments with my mother.

“Mrs. Beck? The doctor will see you now”. Maria calls me and I go inside to an empty office.

“The doctor will be here in a minute, please change into this robe and hop on the exam table, you can leave your clothes on the stool right there”. Her eyes never leave her phone. “Good luck!” She finally looks at me and smiles before leaving me to change.

-

“Sorry for the wait, Mrs. Y/N Bell, my wife just called. We, um… nevermind. It was a long call, you know how it is”. What's happening? Who’s this man?

“It says here you got some blood work done and are here for the results”. He’s looking at the medical chart in his hands. Who’s this man and where’s doctor Perkins?

“You brought a pie? My goodness, I’ve only been in this town for a couple weeks now but the hospitality of the people keeps blowing my mind. I’m from Chicago, you know? Never in a million years I’d expect a patient to bring me pie! Sorry, I’m talking too much,tell me,  how are you Mrs. Bell?” Finally, he shuts up and turns to face me. The most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen almost make me forget how mad at him I am. God, he’s really, really tall. And that jawline. Just, wow.

“It’s Beck, not Bell”, I say clearly irritated, “but you can call me Y/N. And who are you? I was expecting Doctor Lily Perkins. I brought this pie for her actually”.

“Oh, silly me! Forgot the introductions. I’m Doctor James Barnes, but you can call me Bucky.” He shakes my hand and I get a whiff of his sweet and musky cologne. He stares at me. For an awkward amount of time. God I hate this much eye contact, look away! 

“Doctor Perkins is actually retired now. I came to this town to replace her. Amazing woman isn’t she? She actually taught a class when I was in colle- sorry, I’m talking too much again”.

“Yes you are. I mean, it’s okay. But you don’t understand, Lily Perkins delivered me, she’s been my family’s doctor all my life. I really trust her”. I’m almost yelling at this man, but this can’t be happening. My eyes are watering and my emotions are all over the place. Why are his lips so rosy? Did he eat all the kid’s lollipops before I got here?

“Well, maybe you can really trust me?” He does a little dance with his shoulders and if I wasn’t so mad at him for not being Doctor Perkins, I’d think he was adorable.

“I don’t know. I guess I can try”, he lights up. “But it won’t be easy!”

“Yes! Yes! Thank you, I promise you won’t regret this. Now, tell me, what brings you here?

“Well, I think I might be pregnant”.

“Oh! How nice, nice, nice. Er, congrats!” He nervously averts his eyes to his medical chart once again and his ears are red, what’s wrong with this doctor?

“Thank you, but I don’t want this baby”.

“Oh well, in that case I can refer you to the doctor who can take care of the ab-”

“No, no, no. I mean, I’m having this baby, I’m just not thrilled by the circumstances so if you could just, not congratulate me or make a big deal out of it. That’d be nice, thanks”. I cross my arms and look into his eyes, searching for judgement but it isn’t there.

“Do not make a big deal out of it. Got it!”

“Excuse me, Doctor Barnes? Mrs. Beck’s blood test results are here”. Maria chimes in.

“Well then, uncongrats! You are pregnant” He says awkwardly trying to cheer me up. It’s gonna take some time to get used to this doctor’s antics but at least he is being nice?

“Un-thank you.” I deadpan.

“Okay... Let’s see this baby, please lie down Mrs. Beck”.

-

“Do you have any questions? Diet? What to do or don’t do, exercise, sex?” Did he just, giggle?

“I don’t really do any of those things”.

“Neither do I, sis!” Maria calls from the door. She’s been there all this time?

“Well, in that case, Maria will give you a list of foods you can’t have and I want to see you back here in four weeks, alright?”

“Perfect… Um, Doctor Barnes?”

He looks at me, with those big blue eyes.

“I think you should have this pie or it’ll go to waste”.

“That’s really nice of you, Y/N. I’ve actually quit sugar, but um, I wouldn’t want it to go to waste either, it looks delicious.”

“Well, what’s life without a little sweetness from time to time? I promise you’ll find it worth cheating on your diet”.

I think I just made my doctor blush. 

-

chapter 3: when he sees me

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[hockeysweetheart]

My thoughts while reading The ballad of song birds and Snakes...   ( I’ll be refering Coriolanus to Snow in this because I am not about to write that name who know how many times) ( Please note Many many spoilers ahead)

How  do I say these names... Flips through the book yeah I’m screwed.. 

Trigis is Snow’s Older Cousin Didn’t see that coming 

What’s this... Am I actually Feeling sorry and bad for snow... ( lets see how long this lasts for)

Point 2 seconds  a little upset you have to mentor Lucy gray from District 12 then your over it once she shows her vaule... 

Lucy Gray  wow you sure know how to make an entrence.  I like you... 

Is she the first winner from District 12?  

Did that really happen... 

Roses on the roof really... 

Okay  that was kinda sweet (  showing up to the train station with the rose) 

Wait what it’s not the luxury that is seen in the other books.They are treated like well zoo animals.  anywhere outside of the zoo ( before a certain point they are in handcuffs  also they are literally all in the same cage at the zoo and people can visit them too) ( Not fed/ mot trained basically they go into the arena as they look and wear the same clothes too)  (( I am doing this in one big point so then I don’t do like 50 points on this) 

No wonder there is a law  “No fighting with the other tributes before the games start”  

Who the actual **** is this Dean Guy... 

Okay thats sweet Snow is actually trying to make Lucy Stand a chance....  Whats this Snow is actual kinda sweet what are you  doing to me.. 

Sejanus Is feeding them too... 

Okay the Picnic was kinda sweet.. 

He knows Marcus... Oh wait I forgot hes from District 2 

Well that escalated Quickly... 

How didn’t these games get cancled...  I said this to myself about 10 times... 

Okay you did what to that girl because she told a lie...

Dr Gaul I have so many questions but frankly I am scared for your answer..

Okay Kids lets go on a field trip  where you will die in a few days.. 

What is this arena... 

Boom....  

How is this guy on the loose... 

Then I realized the games haven’t even started yet...

About the public humlationn really  you treated them bad enough... but now the dead... ughhh 

Okay Snow is being sweet again. Why am I blushing.. 

Okay I am convinced this Lucy Gray is related to Katniss somehow... 

SUGAR COOKIES PEETA MELLARK....

Okay that was sweet for Trigis to help out for the interview cleaning her dress and making sure lucy was washed up a bit... 

Is it that hard to find a gutair.... 

It’s not over until the Mockingjay sings... 

Lucy Grays Interview  wow.. BRAVO BRAVO..

Wait a second. Snow you didn’t just say that You own Lucy Gray.... Just because  her interview was amazing... and she’s a bigger shot then you... Takes a sip of a drink... Well I should of seen this  coming.. 

Okay its okay to let Lucy Gray cheat in the games But when Katniss pulls out those berries its like oh hell no... 

Now I see why they check the Tokens from home befroe they are approved for the arena.. 

She really kissed you and we were about to whitness a makeout session... ( I almost yelled get a room) 

Now the games are gonna beggin actually  I was like is this a false start..  

Oh its Happening...  

Whats the point of throwing Marcus pretty much dead in like that... 

Who is Lucky Flickerman  and this guy with the camera in there faces...

What in the actual were those Parachute gifts...  

Guess there are no trackers on them... 

How in the hell. Did  Sejanus get in the arena... Why are you making Snow go and get him... Grow some and get in there your self...  I just defended Snow whats wrong with me... 

Snow actually Killed a tribute... what the....

Why is guy from 11 Making a morgue.... 

Laughing a little  when other tributes grab the gifts 

Oh a little Jealous of Lucy Gray and her District partner 

Okay did I really just read the words STAR CROSSED LOVERS.. your killing me here..

OH wait.... Okay that was kinda sweet.. What the mentor for the male of District 12 did to save Lucy... 

Well that Alliance is over... 

Rat Poison.... 

District 11 your no fool... 

So let me get this you can only send gifts if you can see them where the hell are all the cameras... 

Really messing with the snakes so they don’t attack Lucy... ugh... so you can win the prize to pay your way... Pops another bottle  

Lucy Gray looks like this snake whisper.... 

This morgue is weird... 

I like my town with a little drop of Poison...  

How the hell did she Poison that pond... 

Well Lucy gray is the winner... ( As expected..) 

Oh shit now Snow is in trouble...  

And how in the hell he got approved to be a peacekeepr in district 12... 

Okay it is kinda sweet he is going after someone he loves...

Snow  one step in District 12.. Oh my god air nature get me outta here... Me rolls eyes.... 

Thank god  Sejanus is here. 

Are you are you coming to the tree... 

Snow sees one Mockingjay and is like Oh hell no...  Me Katniss Everdeen .... 

Maybe once he sees Lucy he will change   

The only Days free is Sunday .... 

The Hob really... 

trading  Sejanus Ma’s goods... 

Hmmm they are kinda looking like the peacekeepers from 12 around Katniss’s time... Kinda chill.. 

Okay Maude Ivory shes cute.. The Covey Love them.. 

When you think oh they are finally going to meet face to face again Bam... Billy Tate and Mayfair Lipp ruin it..  ‘

You really went to the bakery...  HELLO DARKNESS MY OLD FRIEND.. 

During this point I thought Snow you have seen how food  doesn’t come by really good here....WHY HAVEN’T YOU FED THEM BETTER IN THE 65 DAMN YEARS.. .

Really  from the seam...  ( Starts to make a list of every possbile place that Belongs to Katniss Everdeen) 

Not only does Snow Find Lucy Gray in the medow ( Deep in the meadow) But with a goat too...    ( adds it to my list)   and shes Sing the song she wrote the hanging tree...  adds to my list....

And now they start making out/ Which basically almost ends up in make out session every single time they meet up..  ( Now i was okay with this since I am sucker for a love story)

Did Lucy Live in the same house as Katniss did....  

Snow also realized real fast how the Districts don’t watch the games too much...

Billy whats his last name and   Sejanus hmmm  Hiding a map but wait Snow saw it... That could of happened smoother...

Snow has this plan to Kill the mockingjay.... ( Sweetheart that didn’t work 65 years later).... 

They go to the lake in the woods on a sunday no less... damn 3 things to add oh my god Katniss everdeen list... 

Snow literally 2 seconds into the woods oh hell no... ROLLS EYES... 

Now your swimming in the lake and in the “house” Keeps writing down)...   and the Deep in the meadow song is sung... I am going to need a bigger piece of paper.. 

Finds Katniss plants... now at this point i am not surprised... 

Gets approval to Kill the Mockingjays because they care me BIG WOOF....

Trapping the jabberjays... why is snow so interested... Oh shit the scientist knows me.. 

Sees Lucy again at singing at the hobb but he has a little before the show if you know what I mean.. then he notices Sejanus  sneaks out ( which he clames he was going to the bathroom... which was  a lie) 

Maude Ivory is Wearing a buttercup dress... whats next Primrose  is gonna make an apperence... 

Snow really looking threw  Sejanus stuff... ( I was so like hes gonna take the money and run) 

Sejanus oh my dear Sejanus He played you like a fool ... He recorderd the whole damn thing... at least he cannot get worse then that... your kinda like the idiot in those movies that lays out the whole evil plot to someone to only 10 seconds later get caught for it....

What the actual BEEEP happened in that shed.. Please let this be the first and last gun Snow ever gets his hands on... 

The fact that Maude Ivory found the bodies is not okay... 

The gossip at the BASE is gold.. 

At least snow felt Guilt for his killings... 

are you are you coming to the tree 

Well  Sejanus Sorry to see you go..

Now a little make out session at the commarders party when the Covey sings...  She really wrote a song for him okay thats kinda sweet.. 

Now  Lucy asks Snow to run away with her.... ( Writes this down) And he says yes... he literally didn’t make it five miles...  but then he found out he passed a test the day of but attemps to run away with Lucy... but....  

Before this tho Snow sends all of  Sejanus Money to trigis ( oh yeah i forgot to add basically they are loosing there place) 

Now in the Woods...

5 seconds in snow is like oh hell no....

Lucy Figures out that Snow is the reason  Sejanus is dead... 

Lucy  says shes gonna get katniss plants and then she get the hell outta there this is after Snow finds the murder wepons... 

Snow gets bitten by a snake... ( Sips wine) 

Who in the hell Let Coriolanus Snow touch a gun...   he is shooting left and right... 

Lucy Grey GAME ON.... ARE YOU ARE YOU COMING TO THE TREE.... and then bam gone...

My reaction to those events was what the actual hell did i read there.. Oh it gets better... 

So snow makes it back thinking hes gonna die from a non poisnous snake bite... and hes outta district 12.. But back to the captiol to where Dr Gaul said you passed the test...  

Now here is the part I literally almost threw my book... 

When Snow used  Sejanus Parents to his full advantage... never telling them oh he is the reason there one and only son is dead.. and Basically the parents “Adopt snow..” pay for his schooling now, makes sure he is well fed and dressed..” I was beyond pissed at this point...  

So now my last point Snow said the games must go on which duhh ( since we meet Katniss everdeen ) and that they will be better and everyone must watch... and more twists and turns in it...

[xhaotixaesthetica]

Direwolf!Chan (Hyrbid AU!Chan)

Starlink Intergalactic Navigator 

Author's Note: Finally got around to writing some of the personal stuff I wanted to write for this blog! I don’t have any requests as of my wrtiting this on Dec. 2, 2019 so feel free to request right now! Also note that I obviously don’t know anything about Chan’s siblings or his family so I had to make a lot of stuff up for the headcanon, this doesn’t reflect their actual personalities cause idk them. ALSO PLEASE TAKE NOTE:  these are so long that I’m going to make a separate headcanon for all of the members that’s about dating hybrid SKZ, so we’re not going over that right now, this is just about them as general hybrids. It’s gonna be a big polyship thing tho cause other wise i’d have like 9 different versions of the reader)

Trigger Warning: mentions of death, depression, self-hatred, insomnia, and themes of mental illness 

Genre: fluff, with bits of angst 

Word-Count: 3.3K+ 

You are in: the Amalgam Star System 

YES HYBRID AU!CHAN

Lezzgetit

Chan is pretty rare in a multitude of ways

for one he’s a wolf hybrid

wolf hybrids are very rare and hard to get right

the pups usually come out with lots of birth defects and rarely make it past two weeks

and not only is he a wolf, he’s a DIREWOLF

Direwolves are like the superhuman monster version of wolves, the same in looks but generally 3X the size with incredible strength and speed

They are also considered feral, dangerous, savage beasts

In all countries except 6, it is illegal to breed direwolves. Direwolves and Direwolf shifters are to be killed on sight or brought to the government for testing/genital neutralization surgery.

Because of these restrictions, any direwolf or direwolf shifter you find is likely to be a wildling

That’s what Chan is

Chan was born deep in the woods to a human father and a direwolf mother. Both cared for and doted on their son extensively. Whenever food was low, they gave it to Chan. Whenever it was cold, they’d cuddle up to their son to protect him from the elements

Then they gave had a daughter named Hannah and a son named Lucas.

Their parents were surprised to see that Chan, instead of having the normal jealousy an only child gets when they have to share their attention with new siblings, actually grew quite protective over his brother and sister

That was when they knew Chan was an alpha. Being an alpha direwolf means that if Chan were to ever get caught by the government, he would not receive a quick death or be allowed to live as human — after an invasive neutering.

No, he would be kept in captivity all his life in a government facility, subjected to torturous experiments.

They knew that protecting their children was more important then than ever.

From a young age, Chan’s mother taught Chan to hunt. While Chan’s father taught them survival skills like recognizing poisonous plants, starting fires, tracking, trapping, cleaning wounds, and properly cooking things, their mother taught them how to fight, how to use weapons, how to shift and fight in their wolf form, and how to fight as a group to maximize protection.

Their family lived in hiding but they were all happy.

Each of the kids had different talents. Chan was extremely good at hunting animals, defending the house, and protecting his family, as well as cooking anything anyone brought home. Surprisingly, he was also pretty good at taming animals, in his human form at least.

Hannah was adept at identifying poisonous things, gathering roots and berries, and setting traps. Lucas was good at medicine, growing things, starting fires.

So the kids made the household pretty damn efficient.

Fast forward to when Chan’s thirteen and that’s when things take a turn for the worse

Chan saw footprints in the earth, footprints that were obviously from a large person with a heavy stride and big hunting boots.

The whole family was on high alert for a week. The knew a hunter had probably spotted them and ratted them out.

Chan, Hannah, and their mother could have ran, they could shift into their wolf forms and survive on rabbits and other things.

But his father was a human and Lucas hadn’t really learned how to control his shift yet. They wouldn’t survive that kind of life in hiding and if they left them at the house, they’d be killed for harboring direwolf shifters.

So, as they expected, the government showed up at their house days later.

It was...bad

Chan’s dad went down and his mom told him to take his siblings and run, leave his parents behind so he could protect Lucas and Hannah.

And reluctantly, he did just that

They didn’t last long

Chan tried his best, he really did, but Hannah and Lucas didn’t really stand a chance

They were younger than him, their wolf forms less developed, Hannah didn’t have the stamina he did and Lucas barely had a wolf form at all

Chan barely escaped with his life

He was....distraught to say the least

He felt that it was all his fault, he was supposed to protect their family and now they were all dead and he was still alive

Alpha shifters are known to be the defenders, which was why his family counted on him so much for that. He felt that he failed as an Alpha, as a son, and as an older brother and he’d never forgive himself for that

Now cut to you

Your parents were hybrids rights activists

They acquired Woojin when he was a baby from a circus after his mother died from maltreatments from the circus

They fostered Woojin for a bit before he was adopted by your mother’s friend

Then, later on, they had you

You and Woojin grew up side by side as best friends

And when you were thirteen, a year after Chan’s family was slaughtered, Woojin burst into your parent's house looking frantic and terrified and carrying Chan on his back

Chan was in pretty bad shape, dark circles under his eyes, underfed, giant claw marks and bruises on him

Your parents were pretty distraught, they couldn’t think of who could have done this to a person, much less a kid that young.

You all cleaned his wounds and took care of him.

Woojin looked extremely apprehensive the entire time

When you all finished with Chan, Woojin grabbed your mother’s arm and said, “Don’t tell anyone about him. No one can know. And never be in a room alone with him.”

And before anyone could ask questions, he left

Woojin didn’t ever get too close to Chan, never visited him when he was unconscious, and got very upset whenever you or your parents went in a room alone with him to take care of him

But he still wouldn’t say what was making him so apprehensive of Chan

“It’s not my business to tell.”

But you didn’t pay Woojin any attention skjsksj

You grew very attached to Chan

It took two weeks of intensive care from you and your family for him to wake up

During those two weeks, you all obviously didn’t know Chan’s name, and you called him Angel Boy because you thought he was very pretty

You’d always make sure his IV drip was proper, check on him all the time, sit with him, and read him stories and talk to him and shit

Chan won’t admit it until years later, but your voice really helped him during that time, sometimes he can still remember it

That year he spent alone and on the run, terrified, paranoid, wallowing in loneliness, depression, self-hatred, and survivor’s guilt really took its toll on him so to hear someone being so kind and caring for him helped him wake up a lot quicker

Even though Chan was exposed to lots of love and happiness in his childhood, it only took that one day for him to realize that the world hates him for what he is and the few humans he met in that year by himself only served to reinforce that

He didn’t think anyone would ever care about him again :(

When Chan wakes up, Woojin absolutely refuses to even go down the hallway he’s in

You and your family are ecstatic but a bit worried because Chan doesn’t really do anything once he wakes up

He doesn’t ask who you are or why he’s there, doesn’t ask if you’re going to hurt him, he really seems like he doesn’t care

You thought that that would make Woojin ease up on him, but if anything that seemed to make him distrust Chan more

Direwolves had even more enhanced senses than other hybrids so it wasn’t hard for Chan to hear you and Woojin’s frequent arguments about him

Woojin kept saying that Chan was dangerous, he wouldn’t say why, but he seemed to be fairly certain that Chan would eviscerate you and your family in your sleep or something

You argued that you’d been alone with Chan plenty of times and he’d never shown a tendency toward violence for anything, much less people

Chan didn’t want to be a burden and he certainly didn’t want to cause a rift between you and your best friend

So one night he tried to leave your house

He didn’t really have a plan, he was in an unfamiliar place and the last thing he wanted was to be caught by the government

But you’d been so nice to him and he really liked you and he was terrified to ruin your life the way he thinks he ruined his family’s

He was so emotionally upheaved that night that even though he had amazing senses, he didn’t hear you get out of bed

You were going in the kitchen for a midnight snack when you saw him about to go out of the front door

You ran up behind him and hugged him around the middle before you knew what you were doing

Chan froze, surprised to say the least

“Please don’t go. You don’t have anywhere to go and I don’t want you to get hurt. Please stay.”

Stay

You wanted him to stay

The next thing you knew Chan burst into tears

He cried for a loooongg time

You both just sat on the sofa with him sobbing in your arms and holding you like you would disappear

Chan got better after that

He still didn’t talk, but he got out of bed now. He did chores around the house and helped with your homework

yes his father actually taught him school things lmao

i go to school boi

your parents were amazed at the change in him

Chan didn’t really smile that much or have a lot of facial expressions at all

And if you ever passed by his room at night, you’d probably hear him crying

Plus sleep didn’t come easily at all to him, his case of insomnia was quite severe

But baby steps

Even though Chan didn’t walk, you and your family certainly talked to him

You always included him in the conversation and you could tell he was listening

Woojin still didn’t want to be around Chan

Chan would stay out of whatever room Woojin was in. He knew that Woojin was aware of what he was and that he was terrified of him, so he gave him space

Whenever Chan would stray too close to Woojin, he would freeze and stop talking, the hair on the back of his neck raised, and he wouldn’t relax until Chan got farther away from him

You had no clue why he was acting like this

Woojin was a grizzly bear hybrid, damn near an apex predator, and he acted like a mouse whenever he saw Chan

A year passed, you’re now 14 and Chan’s 15, and one night, Chan was sitting in the kitchen unable to sleep

That night, sleep happened to be eluding you as well so you decided to join him

That night was the first time you ever heard Chan talk

And it was about his family

He told you every single thing he ever knew about his parents and his siblings. About the way they were raised and how funny Hannah was and how much he liked looking at the stars with his mom

When your parents came down for work, Chan was still talking

They didn’t go to work that day and you didn’t go to school

You all sat with Chan and listen to him talk about his life

He didn’t mention anything about what he was, that was a bit too much for him

And he didn’t mention anything about what happened to his family, but judging from how much he loved them and the fact that they weren’t with him now, you all knew something terrible happened to them

That conversation was exactly what Chan needed

It felt so good to talk about his family, to tell someone about them

And even though that didn’t take away his survivor’s guilt at all, he felt a lot better

And he was talking now, he didn’t cry as much, and he slept more :)

He was slowly, very slowly, going through some kind of recovery

Chan is very thankful to you and your family for saving him

And even to Woojin, because even though he thinks Woojin hates him, he knows that Woojin was the one who saved him and brought him there in the first place

Because of this Chan grew quite overprotective of all of you

He always cooked, made you healthy but still somehow delicious food, helped where he could with your homework, did chores, made you and your parents packed lunches with cute notes in them, even throwing extra snacks in yours and telling you to give it to Woojin who would always blush when you gave them to him

Even though he’d been so cold at the beginning, he was so loving and thoughtful, and sweet that even Woojin was finding it hard to be scared around him anymore

He still didn’t let Chan too close and he was still observably wary of him, but they could at least be in the same room and carry a conversation now

wow, we stan character development

Chan eventually enrolls in school with you and Woojin

Your parents are some chaotic good, law-breaking ass activists, and managed to secure some fake records and papers and stuff for Chan

You, looking at the very convincing documents: “Uh, how did you guys get this?”

One of your parents says, “Email” while the other simultaneously says, “Triangle” and then they both start glaring at each other

The other kids at school are kind of scared of Chan at first tbh

In multiple videos of SKZ, some of the members say other trainees were scared of him and he didn’t talk to people and I find that so hard to believe but yet at the same time.....i can totally see it

He has an expressionless face and just stalks around the halls in his all-black but at the same time he’s intimidatingly gorgeous, not to mention he glares at anyone that he thinks is mistreating you and Woojin and he’s serious af about his schoolwork

But he’s also really sweet and kind and helps people with homework, helps people talk to their crushes, and beats up bullies

He becomes pretty popular very quickly

He joins the swim team and is a fucking beast, bringing home medal after medal

He gets high grades in AP classes and tutors a bunch of people and all the teacher’s love him and he’d kind of surprised because wow he’s happy and life is going good

Woojin is already pretty popular cause he’s hot af and has blessed the school choir with his godly voice

And you’re best friends with him and now also best friends with the hot new swim team captain and everyone’s like WHAT IS THEIR SECRET

You have a shit ton of girls constantly coming @ u asking how to confess to Woojin and you’re like??? as if i have a fucking clue cause i like them too bitch tf

But THATS FOR ANOTHER HEADCANON (these are so long that I’m going to make a separate headcanon for all of the members that’s about dating hybrid SKZ, so we’re not going over that right now, this is just about them as general hybrids)

Another year goes past, you’re 15 and Chan’s 16 and Woojin is pretty comfy with Chan by this point

This is also when you and Woojin are just now learning of Chan’s birthday

“WHAT THE HELL CHRIS? WHY DIDN’T YOU FUCKING SAY SOMETHING?!”

“I don’t know, I guess I just forgot.”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU FORGOT, WHAT THE F U C K!”

Unfortunately, his bday has already passed but you, Woojin, your parents, and Chan’s parents all decide to throw him a bday party anyway

So Chan gets home after swim practice one day, and he’s v pouty and salty about the fact that you and Woojin didn’t wait for him to walk him home

But then he walks in and sees all the party decorations and food and cake and you’re all standing there smiling at him, all so loving and caring that he can’t stop himself

“I’m a direwolf hybrid”

For a few seconds, Chan doesn’t even process what he’s said

It’s silent immediately

You and Woojin’s parents have their jaws dropped and you’re confused as hell

Woojin just looks really really sad

And Chan doesn’t know what do to

He loves all of you, you’re like his family. He already lost one, he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to take losing another one

He doesn’t want you to be afraid of him, doesn’t want you to turn him in, or kick him out

But he doesn’t want to leave you either

He knows that your parents and Woojin’s are hybrid rights activists and instilled those values into you and Woojin but he feels that that’s different

Chan doesn’t have a cute little tail or ears on his head. And, unlike most hybrids, he can full-on change into the animal he’s mixed with. He’s more like a werewolf, an ancient monster, than a hybrid like Woojin

And Chan doesn’t know what else to do so he runs

He sprints out of the door at a speed that you’ve never seen before

And even though you’d previously thought direwolves and their subsequent hybrids were just a fairy tale monster to scare kids, you instantly believe him

You also don’t give two single shits

Because you love Chan, you care about him and he’s your best friend. You know how good of a person he is and yeah, you’ve heard about how dangerous direwolves are but you trust Chan and you know he would never hurt you

You all go out and look for him but you know it’s pretty much a lost cause. The city is big and Chan was raised to be able to hide and survive if you wanted, you guys don’t have a chance of finding him if he doesn’t want you to

You just have to trust that he’ll come back

You guys don’t see a trace of Chan for two days

During this time, Woojin reveals that this was something he knew from the moment he saved Chan. He could smell it in his scent, very similar to a wolf hybrid’s but with a trace of something else a lot more powerful. It was the reason he was so terrified and mistrusting of him

He feels really guilty about how he treated Chan at first, feeling like it was his fault that Chan was convinced you’d all hate him now

Because he knows Chan’s aware that he knew and he thinks he’s the one that scared him so much about revealing that

Even though you’re, admittedly, a little miffed at him, you understand and you can see how much he’s beating himself about it now

You both especially start freaking out when you connect the dots and realize that that's what must have happened to Chan’s family. They were hunted and he blames himself

When Chan finally comes back, he’s surprised to get tackled in hugs, you’re all crying and talking about how worried you were about him and how you thought you’d never see him again

And he sees that you all still love him and this doesn’t really change anything

Chan didn’t think he missed his wolf form that much until you all take a trip out to the woods one day and he can finally shift again

he’s entirely too massive to be going into his wolf form in the house

and you and Woojin are just amused as shit watching this absolutely massive apex predator frolicking around in the grass, chasing you all and nipping at your heels, laying around with his tongue hanging out of his mouth

And you two are like wow we would really die for this thing

But it’s ok cause Chan would die for yall too 

The Amalgam Star System 

Starlink Intergalactic Navigator 

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Emberblade official bio

Designation: Emberblade

Former name: ashblade(past-formerly),Cinderblade(present-formerly)

Nickname:emby,berry,Em,Emy,Cindy/indy

Age: late 20’s

Gender: (Mech, Femme)

Status: (Single, Taken)single-taken

Appearance:

- Dark purple & blue with teal & yellow truck

2nd:

-dark blue/navy blue & pale gold truck

Size: 7’0 ft

Alt Mode: customize petro-built truck & jet(windblades jet alt-mode)

Armor colors:

Primary:purple(formerly),dark/Navy blue(currently)

Secondary:blue(formerly),pale gold(currently)

Accents:teal & blue

Speed Limits:

- 145

Weapon(s):

- scythes,saber swords,Spears,bare servos,

Universe: (G1, Animated, Prime, RID,Beast wars, Beast Machines, Armada, Energon, Cybertron, Bayverse,TF machinimas/combiner wars,power of the primes,war of Cybertron,IDW,Cyberverse)

-G1,animated,Prime-RID,TF machinimas/combiner wars,war of Cybertron,power of the primes,movieverse,cyberverse,IDW,

Sparkmate:Optimus prime

Sexuality:BI

Faction: (Autobot, Deceptcion, Neutral, Own creation)

-Autobot neutral 

Role:

Movieverse:espionage-leader,animated:scientist & inventor,Prime-RID:leader,scientist,inventor,POTP:chosen/ascendant of solus prime,IDW:vigilante leader & a cityspeaking oracle from Caminus,TF CV:(same as prime-RID),G1:Scientist,inventor & medic

Primary Class Function: scientist & inventor,leader

Secondary Class Function: espionage,medic

Subroutine Function: scout

Personality:

- crazy,perky,playful,kind,cunning,empathetic,intelligent,mild-tempered(don't test her),protective,mature,stern yet gentle,calm & patient(also never test it...)

Background story: 

she was once died as a science experiment from another timeline & reborn in Cybertron,she tries not to let herself be centered of attention & try to live like the rest of Cybertronian normally,however it was an avoidable as she ends up meeting alpha Trion then Orion pax,she became orion’s crazy amica endura.

{becoming orion’s amica endura}

-She was only known as Ashblades & stayed at iacon,she lives in a apartment when she was given a place to stay,skyfire was a jet who had let her stay on his complex for. While,she starts exploring iacon, she got interested when she saw they also had arts-based as well & she always had Fond of arts,so she decided to get herself a supply & digital art pads,for days she had done this,until she crossed path with Orion by accident,there where their friendship blossoms.

{meeting megatronus in kaon} 

-She met him when she goes to one of his matches,after the match is over,she goes to get his autograph for Orion,but she ends up running into some mech’s(2) who ends up flirting & harassing her,Megatronus heard noise,he thought she was in trouble but he ends seeing her beat down the last mech with her pedes,she grumbles until she sees him,both end up feeling awkward but she did get the autograph however it ends with her,being invited by him to his matches,leading up to her with Orion being friends with megatronus. 

{Orion becoming a prime & the start of the war}

-She had gone with megatronus & Orion to the council about megatronus ideal prospect to be heard,unfortunately it turns out he plans anarchy against them,however Orion had given his own ideals leading to the council being moved by his words,chosen as a prime & had megatronus start the war,both she & orion-now as Optimus-are in trouble.

{meeting Optimus & the humans} 

-When the evacuation of Cybertron happens,she got evacuate earlier than before by accident,that Optimus thought she was dead since he can't feel her bond,fast forward years later,they met again when she saved the humans(jack,Miko,& Raf) from some vehicons,the three only know her as neutral Cybertronian,none had told the autobots about her until she revealed herself when she saved Miko from her reckless behavior again,she & Optimus had a lot of catching up to do.

Strengths:

- her friends & family,her confidence,her mind

Weakness:

- her spark,herself her past,her nightmares,being hated,being ignored for too long,her self-esteem.

Abilities:

-telepathy,precognition & recognition,telekinesis, weapon summoning, Enhanced strength & speed,combat skills,teleportation,Telekinesis,weapon & soul manipulation,Enhanced intelligent.

Fighting style:

-Panzer kunst,Krav Maga,aikido,Brazilian jiu Jitsu,jeet kune do

Strength-10

Intelligence-9

Speed-10

Endurance-9

Rank-8

Courage-9

Firepower-10

Skill-10

Teamwork-9

Cooperation-9

Armor-9

Charisma-9

Dexterity-10

Stamina-10

Constitution-9

Wisdom-10

Family:

- Vita(creator),unknown parents(deceased)

Sparklings:

-Orpheus,Orion,bluewing

Friends:

- Orion pax/Optimus prime(amica/conjunx),ratchet(close friend),Skyfire,megatron,Dion pax/Ultra magnus, hot rod/rodimus prime,drift & wing(amica endura),eris,nightingale,pyra magna,elita-1,chromia & windblade, starscream,bumblebee(close friends),arcee,bulkhead,jazz(friends)

Enemies: 

Tfp

-megatron,arachnid,M.E.C.H/silas,nemesis prime (formerly)

Bayverse 

-Sentinel prime(formerly),KSI(formerly),astinger & savoy(currently/deceased),lockdown(deceased),Quintessons & Quintessa(unknown),nemesis prime(formerly)

Tfa

-Sentinel minor(refuse to acknowledge as a prime),council 

Tf G1 

-Quintessons,

Favorite Quotes to says:

-“it doesn't matter if you are in different Factions,I choose to help them because friend or foe,we are still Cybertronians,children of primus Themsleves”

2nd bio:bayverse 

Transformers 

{before TF1,meeting bumblebee}

-she first met him when he came down to earth,she was already hiding there & seeing his signal was an accident,she wants to avoid meeting him,but she did end up meeting him in the end,afterwards she decided to join bumblebee on finding the glasses,she became close friends with him for a long time,until she met Sam,mikaela & the rest of the Autobots.

Aftermath of TF1 

-after the battle,she took the piece of the all spark from megatron’s chest,she kept it hidden & she was offered by Optimus to join to come with them,not only she protected Sam but she also saved jazz life,not long after she asked to join,she became an Autobot neutral,she now stayed at the N.E.S.T base with the Autobots & start a new life there,it took time but she grew closer with them,especially the leader himself.

ROTF 

-when she & the others found out about the fallen,they decided to deal with it,leaving into more surprising aspects,when Optimus died,it broke her but she kept it in & decided to help Sam & the others get the matrix to Optimus,she protected Sam from megatron’s blast by shielding him but both end up getting hurt,only for Sam to meet the primes,after he gone back from passing out,he manage to revive Optimus,despite her major wounds she still ends up fighting along side with the others,then after the battle she pass out. 

Aftermath of ROFT 

-she woke up on the medbay with bumblebee,Sam & Optimus,she understood bumblebee & Sam,but surprised to see Optimus as well,the 4 end up talked about what happened,with Optimus thanking her & sam’s help,she was surprised & asked why? She understood Sam,but why her?,it turns out because of her protecting sam despite he passed out,suffered minor injuries,he was able to get to revive Optimus thanks to her,she brushed it off & said that is ok,she still didn't do much anyway,afterwards things gone off nicely but she & Sam grew closer,along with the certain leader as well.

DOTM 

-after what happened,they rescued sentinel prime,they found out her made deal with megaton,but thanks to the orcale pendant,they manage to upper hand him before he can hurt anyone else,leaving Ironhide alive,they put him on stasis cuffs to make sure he will not escape,but Shockwave manage got to him & took the information by brutal force,leaving sentinel sacred,he ends up joining their sides,with the help thanks to ratchet,Optimus,& herself,they were able to defeat megatron.

Aftermath DOTM 

-after the battle they stayed a few weeks before leaving,William found out that the pendant had warned them about Autobots & Decepticons no-all Cybertronians destruction,when the day the world broke their alliagance with them,before the government could even announce this,they already had left & gone into hiding.

AOE

-when they found out drift,crosshair & Hound are out there,she,Optimus,& bumblebee decided to go,leaving Sentinel & ratchet in charge of their hideout,they send a message that they will be gone a few months,inches months they too had gone into hiding as well,they end up meeting casualties,Optimus still end up meeting the Yeager family,everything had gone the same except the KSI,had most Decepticons & minimum of Autobots,while the others remain alive & are in the hiding,Optimus still end up leaving but left the leadership role to Emberblade & Bumblebee.

Aftermath of AOE 

-after he left,Emberblade told bumblebee to call the others while she asked crosshair & drift to help her bring the Dinobot back to their hiding place,metroplex,a hidden city for all Cybertronians-a like,once they brought them back,she replayed the message that Optimus told her to the others & help them with the dinobots while she & other two left.

TF the last knight 

-After a year.Optimus was gone,she & the others take refuge on a scrap yard with cade & his new companions Isabela & sqeeks,they end up meeting new Cybertronians,however they had a ran in with the TRF,ending with meeting sir Edmundo,hot rod,Cogman & Viviane,finding out about quintessa arrival on earth with Cybertron,the Knights of Cybertron & fighting nemesis prime & megatron-who now resurfaced once more,with the help of the others,they won the battle but.Something surrounds a mystery of earth itself.

Aftermath of TF the last knight 

-all of them had gone back to metroplex,they decided to stay longer before departing back to Cybertron,but among those years,a surprising twist shocked them finding out that Ember & Optimus are gonna have a 2nd sparkling,it turns out they start courting each other after the Egypt incident,& sparkbonded after the Chicago incident,they had their 1st sparkling back in metroplex,before they met Hound, drift, & crosshair 

Other: (other things about the character)

-she is my main TFverse oc

-She was an old oc who is shipped with Optimus prime 

-A cyber Esper,also came from the colony planet Caminus,

-Same past as my main oc,Reine but goes differently 

-this is TF(all media) X undertale crossover

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She belongs to me-

All Transformers media belongs to Hasbro's & the aligned continuities

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Complete Timeline of “Back to the Future”

The entire trilogy takes place over the course of about two weeks from Marty McFly’s perspective, two days for an outside observer in 1985.  We are given specific dates and times, often minute-by-minute, so we can piece together a complete timeline with time stamps.  All times are in PST (Pacific Standard).

Part 1

Friday, October 25, 1985, 8:18 AM PST: The first movie begins with shots of Doc’s clocks and his automated breakfast machine.  The clocks actually say 7:53, but we soon learn they are 25 minutes slow.  We are soon introduced to Marty McFly, who accidentally overloads Doc’s giant amp around 8:23 or 8:24

Friday, October 25, 1985, 8:25 AM: Doc’s clocks all strike 8:00, and Marty realizes he is late for school.  The thing is, he’s wearing a watch in this scene, and moreover he must have woken up to an alarm set on his bedroom clock, so how does he NOT know what time it actually is?  Moving on; cue the “Power of Love” skateboarding-behind-cars sequence.  Marty and Jennifer sneak into school too late, and Mr. Strickland gives him another tardy slip and the whole “slacker” spiel.  “The future’s gonna change,” Marty says.

Friday, October 25, 1985, afternoon: after school, Marty’s band, the Pinheads, audition for the big dance.  A real square of a teacher tells them to stop playing because they’re just too darn loud; I did not know who Huey Lewis was when I first saw this movie, so I didn’t realize this was a celebrity cameo meant to be a joke, I just figured he was a stuffy old man who isn’t with the times.  Either way, Marty is dejected, but Jennifer tells him to send in his audition tape to the record company anyway.  Marty ogles a new 4x4 truck, “Save the Clock Tower!” he gets a flier, Jennifer’s dad picks her up to take her to her grandma’s house.

Friday, October 25, 1985, evening: Marty returns home to find the car totaled (there goes his date at the lake with Jennifer).  We are introduced to Biff and the McFly family.  One awkward family dinner and a ton of exposition later, and we learn everything we need to know about George and Lorraine’s first meeting back in 1955; Lorraine’s dad hit George with his car, and it was love at first sight.

Saturday, October 26, 1985, 12:28 AM: Doc calls Marty, tells him to swing by his lab and pick up his camera before meeting him at Twin Pines Mall at 1:15.

Saturday, October 26, 1985, 1:15 AM: Marty arrives at Twin Pines Mall just as the clock ticks over to 1:16.  The next few minutes are thoroughly documented.  Doc emerges from his van in a souped up Delorean DMC-12.

1:18 AM: Doc begins his spiel for the camera, giving the date, time, and location of Temporal Experiment Number 1.

1:19 AM: “Einstein’s clock is in precise synchronization with my control watch.” He remote controls the Delorean to the opposite end of the parking lot and floors it towards him and Marty.

1:20:00 AM: At exactly one-twenty and zero seconds, the world’s first Temporal Displacement occurs, Marty thinks the Delorean explodes, but it actually just made a jump into the future, “one minute into the future to be exact.”  Doc had nerves of steel to test it for the first time by driving it straight at him.

1:21:00 AM: Exactly one minute later, the Delorean reappears covered in ice, a special effect that the filmmakers stop using because it became impractical to coat the car with ice every time it travels through time.  Some ice is always visible, but never to this extent again.

1:22 AM: Doc opens the Delorean to discover Einstein is perfectly fine; to him, the trip was instantaneous.  The experiment was a complete success!  Doc prepares for his historic journey as the first human to travel through time; he plans to go forward 25 years, later amended to 30 because it’s a nice round number.

1:34 AM: Doc is shot to death by Libyan terrorists because he used the plutonium they stole to build the time machine instead of the bomb they wanted (the less we think about the implications, the better).

Saturday, October 26, 1985, 1:35 AM: Marty flees from the terrorists in the Delorean, accidentally turns on the time circuits and blasts himself back to 1955.

Saturday, November 5, 1955, 6:15 AM: Marty arrives on Peabody farm, is mistaken for an alien and shot at.  He drives away, accidentally running over one of the twin pines in the process.  The exact time is not shown on screen except for the 6 (the last two digits are obscured), but the DVD menu says 6:15 so I’m sticking with it.  The Delorean breaks down shortly after, and he hides it behind the Lyon Estates billboard.  He walks into town, “Hill Valley 2 Miles.”

Saturday. November 5, 1955, 8:29: “Mr. Sandman” sequence, Marty walks around courtyard square, dazed and confused.  It took him over two hours to drive from the mall to his house and then walk 2 miles into town, so of course he’s confused.  The clock tower chimes 8:30, the first time Marty’s ever heard it go off.  He enters Lou’s Cafe to find Doc’s address in the phone book, and encounters a young George and Biff.  George bikes away, and Marty gives chase.  Shortly after, George falls out of a tree while peeping on Lorraine like a creep, and is almost hit by her dad’s car; Marty pushes him out of the way, taking his place in the timeline.  He hits his head and is knocked out.

“Almost 9 hours” later (so around 6-ish PM): Marty awakens in young Lorraine’s bedroom.  She has the hots for him, Florence Nightingale style.  He has dinner with the Baines family soon after, though the clock behind Lorraine’s parents says it’s 8:35.  He leaves after his mom grabs his thigh (ew), and goes to find Doc at his mansion before he burned it down for the insurance money (this is never stated on screen, but the implication is clear).  Doc doesn’t believe he’s from the future until he recounts the story about the wet toilet and the flux capacitor (it makes sense in context).  Doc deduces that Marty messed up the timeline by interfering with his parent’s first meeting, so they have to find a way to get them back together.

Monday, November 7, 1955, morning: The date is never given, but we can assume Doc and Marty wanted to scope out the school as soon as possible, so Monday it is.  Marty tries to introduce George to Lorraine, but she would rather introduce herself to him (ew)

November 7, lunchtime: Marty talks to George in the cafeteria, and almost gets into a fight with Biff after he assaults Lorraine.

November 7, afternoon: George goes home after school with Marty in tow, “why are you following me?”  George tells him that he’s not ready to ask Lorraine out, and that nobody on this planet can change his mind.

Tuesday, November 8, 1955, 1:23 AM: Marty dresses in his radiation suit and visits George, pretending to be “Darth Vader, an extraterrestrial from the planet Vulcan.”  He threatens to melt George’s brain with more Van Halen tapes if he doesn’t ask Lorraine to the dance.  Mission accomplished.

November 8, afternoon: George skipped school that day, having overslept because “Darth Vader” knocked him out with chloroform (in a deleted scene).  Marty encourages him to go into Lou’s Cafe and tell Lorraine that he is her density- I mean destiny.  All goes well until Biff shows up; Marty gets into a fight followed by a chase through courtyard square where he accidentally introduces the town to the concept of skateboarding.  Biff crashes into a manure truck, doing $300 damage to his car.  Later that day, Doc and Marty go over the plan to go Back to the Future TM (the model is so crude, it’s not even to scale or painted).  Lorraine followed Marty to Doc’s house and asks him to ask her to the dance.  He reluctantly accepts.

Wednesday, November 9, afternoon: Marty and George go over their plan for the dance.  Marty will “take advantage” of his mom (ew), and George will come to her rescue.  This date isn’t given either, but we can assume it is the next day because they were wearing different clothes and I don’t think Marty would wait more than a day to go over his plan (time is of the essence).

Saturday, November 12, 1955, 7:55 PM: Doc sets up the “weather experiment” in courtyard square, Marty writes him a letter warning him of the terrorists (he doesn’t go into detail, he just says “you will be shot by terrorists.”  Doc must be very surprised at what shenanigans his future self will get into).

8:59 PM: George is at the dance, dancing like a dork, and Marty and Lorraine arrive in Doc’s car.  Marty is nervous as hell because he doesn’t want to feel up his own mom, but Lorraine is down to clown (ew).  She kisses him, but is grossed out because he’s like her brother or something.  Biff and his stooges pull him out of the car and throw him in the Starlighters’ trunk; Biff begins assaulting Lorraine.

9:00 PM: George goes out to fake-confront Marty, only to real-confront Biff.  He finally manages to stand up for himself and the woman he loves, knocking Biff out with one punch. Hooray!

9:31 PM: Doc checks four different watches to deduce that Marty is running late (they’re cutting it close).  Marvin Berry sliced his hand open helping break Marty out of his trunk, so Marty takes over on guitar.  Earth Angel, George and Lorraine kiss, the timeline is restored, Johnny B Goode, “your kids are gonna love it.”  Marty leaves George and Lorraine on good terms and heads out to courtyard square.

9:55 PM: Doc checks three more watches, and Marty arrives just in time, having changed back into his “life preserver” vest.  The plan begins to unfurl.

9:56:38 PM exactly: Doc says the lightning bolt is 7 minutes and 22 seconds away, which strikes at exactly 10:04.  Doc finds the latter and rips it up.

9:58 PM: a branch falls on the wire, disconnecting it.  Doc climbs the clock tower with a rope so he can pull it back up.

9:59 PM: the clock ticks at runtime 1:34:41, Doc emerges from the top of the tower and pulls up the plug.

10:00 PM: the clock ticks at runtime 1:35:30 (this minute was 49 seconds long), Marty tries to tell Doc about the terrorists, but he has to get going because time is running out.

10:01 PM: the clock ticks at runtime 1:36:09 (this one was 39 seconds), Marty drives to the end of the runway and resets the time circuits to give him 11 extra minutes to warn Doc (only 11? you’re cutting it close as is, Marty).  Doc slips on the clock’s facade, almost dropping the plug.

10:02 PM: the clock ticks at runtime 1:38:00 (111 seconds), the Delorean won’t start, the alarm goes off, everything is going wrong.  Marty slams his head in desperation and the engine kicks to life (Doc’s calculations were wrong; he told Marty to floor it when the alarm went off, but he started a few seconds late and still made it.  If he had floored it on time, he would have been several seconds too early and hit the wire before the lightning struck).

10:03 PM: the clock ticks at runtime 1:39:50 (110 seconds), Doc plugs in one end of the wire, which unplugs the other end.  Marty is almost there, so Doc ziplines down to the ground and runs over to the lamppost [note; the Delorean’s time circuits read 10:03 before the clock tower ticks over to 10:03]

Saturday, November 12, 1955, 10:04 PM: the clock ticks at runtime 1:40:38 (48 seconds).  Lightning strikes the clock tower just as the Delorean hits the wire, sending Marty Back to the Future TM.

Saturday, October 26, 1985, 1:24 AM: the Delorean rematerializes in courtyard square, crashing into the movie theater, but otherwise intact.  The engine gives out before Marty can head to the mall, and the terrorists drive past him.  He gives chase on foot, but doesn’t make it in time. [Note: a digital clock on courtyard square says it was 1:23 when Marty arrived, ticking over to 1:24 after he emerges from the Delorean.  The Delorean’s time circuits are consistently a minute ahead]

1:33 AM: Marty arrives at Lone Pine Mall just in time to see the terrorists gun Doc down. He sees himself jump into the Delorean at 1:34, and blast into the past after a short chase.  The terrorists crash into a photo kiosk and the van rolls over, presumably killing them (we never see the van hit the ground, we just see it start tipping, but the camera cuts away and we never see them emerge and try to collect Doc’s body).  Doc is in fact alive, having taped Marty’s latter back together and worn a bullet proof vest, the first of several in the series.  Doc takes Marty home, then travels 30 years into the future, “look me up when you get there.”

Saturday, October 26, 1985, 10:28 AM: Marty’s alarm goes off, “Back in Time” by Huey Lewis plays on the radio.  Marty thinks the past week was just a bad dream until he discovers new furniture and successful family members.  Lorraine is no longer an alcoholic, George is an author, David works at an office instead of Burger King, and Linda is a trendy socialite.  Biff has become the neutered family gopher, cleaning their cars and kowtowing to George’s commands.  He gives Marty the keys to his truck, the 4x4 he was ogling earlier with Jennifer.

10:30-ish: Marty reunites with Jennifer, “you’re acting like you haven’t seen me in a week,” “I haven’t.”  They kiss, at which point Doc returns from the future with a warning, “you’ve got to come back with me,” “where?” “Back to the Future TM.”  Where they’re going, they don’t need roads; the Delorean flies away, roll credits.

The first movie was never intended to have sequels.  It ended on a cliffhanger as a joke, “the adventures continue,” and it wasn’t until four years later that they decided to film Parts 2 and 3 back-to-back to round out the story.

In real time, Part 1 takes place over 1 day, 2 hours, 12 minutes

Friday, October 25, 1985 8:18 AM to Saturday, October 26, 1985, 10:30 AM

For Marty, it takes place over 8 days, 18 hours, 11 minutes

Friday, October 25, 1985, 8:18 AM to Saturday, October 26, 1985, 1:34 AM (17 hours, 16 minutes)

Saturday, November 5, 1955, 6:15 AM to Saturday, November 12, 1955, 10:04 PM (7 days, 15 hours, 49 minutes)

Saturday, October 26, 1985, 1:24 AM to Saturday, October 26, 1985, 10:30 AM (9 hours, 6 minutes)

Part 2:

https://somethingusefulfromflorida.tumblr.com/post/189335688766/complete-timeline-of-back-to-the-future

Part 3:

https://somethingusefulfromflorida.tumblr.com/post/189337316891/complete-timeline-of-back-to-the-future

[jofabray]

Playing with (a little) Fire

TAGGING: DJ Berry (@submissivedjberry) & Jo Fabray

DATE: July 2

SUMMARY: Fire cupping and cuddles

Jo

They had negotiated the scene, as they always did, but it would be a lie for Jo to say that her nerves weren’t jangling a little.  What they were going to try was something that had the potential for harm, moreso than anything they’d tried before, and the thought of causing DJ any unintentional injury was enough to make her feel a little bit ill.  But she tried to be confident - in herself, in her planning, and in DJ.  After all, if the submissive felt even the slightest bit untoward then she could safeword and it would all immediately come to an end.  And if it went well, it was a hundred points for them both - nothing to sneeze at.  So she swallowed her worries and smiled brightly at DJ as she grew near; they had the tent to themselves, and they didn’t have to worry about bystanders or anything blowing in from their surroundings.

DJ

When it had been announced that they could receive a hundred points for doing a scene while on the camping trip, DJ had been ecstatic. Her hope was to rack up as many points as possible, as quickly as possible, so that the rest of her time spent at the institute could be figuring out who she was as a submissive, what kind of dominant she wanted, and fostering whatever claim she may wind up in. She did, however, get a little nervous at the mention of fire or heat needing to be incorporated. DJ knew immediately that the only way she would be doing it was if she was able to do it with Jo; or a non-sexual scene with her brother. When Jo had agreed, she had been relieved; though still a bit nervous. But she trusted the woman to take care of her. DJ had spent time relaxing until the time they were set to meet. Returning to the tent, she smiled at Jo in return. She removed her clothing, as previously ordered and then knelt down.

Jo

It always amazed her, the trust that DJ could hand her.  And yes, it was a basic tenet of the System that they lived under, but Jo always worried about being worthy of that trust.  It was a primal thing, to hand over control of one’s own well-being to another, and more powerful than a lot of people seemed to think.  But Jo would do her best, as she always did, to honor that gift.  “You look beautiful today, sweetheart.”  Her hand reached out to play gently with dark hair.  “I know we’ve talked this scene out, but let’s go through it one more time.”

She gestured to the small massage table she���d set up, and the supplies next to it.  “What we’re going to try today is something called fire cupping.  It can be done in several ways, but because I’m a novice we’re going to take the safest route.  That involves heating the glass of each cup and pressing it against your skin to create a vacuum.  Your skin will be drawn slightly into the cup, and when it’s removed a mark will be left behind.  From what my research says, it’s meant to be very relaxing.”

Jo took a breath.  “That said, there is an element of risk to this scene.  So I would like to remind you that your safeword is both available and sacrosanct when you’re with me.  Should this scene at any point become the slightest bit uncomfortable, use your safeword and we’ll reevaluate.  Don’t wait to see if it gets better, alert me as soon as you can.”  She nodded.  “And if you’re comfortable with all of that, please remind me of your limits and safeword, then climb up onto the table and lie facedown.”

DJ

The touch of Jo's hand against her head caused her to sigh as comfort washed over her. Her words also caused a blush to form on her cheeks and she looked down. "Thank you, Miss. You look very beautiful yourself." Blonde hair, sun kissed skin, Jo looked like an absolute vision and DJ couldn't believe how lucky she was to have the Domme want to spend so much time with her. She didn't fully understand it, but she also wasn't going to argue against it. As long as Jo wanted to spend time with her, DJ would oblige her.

DJ listened as the Domme explained the scene once again. Jo would keep her safe and Jo would listen to her safeword if she needed to use it. That much she knew was true, but hearing it from Jo in that moment made everything that much more comfortable and made her even more confident in the scene that they were about to do. It was her first time doing anything like it, and while nervous, she was intrigued. 

The submissive reminded the Domme of her limits and safeword. The scene wouldn't be touching any existing limits, but it never hurt to be clear. She moved to lay down face first on the table, doing her best to keep her breathing steady.

Jo

“Thank you, darlin’.”  There hadn’t been a shortage of people who’d called her that in her young life, most of whom wanted nothing more from it than a way into her pants, but there was sincerity in DJ that there’d never been in any of those people.  The submissive was honest and forthright, and it was one of the many reasons that she enjoyed her company so much.  “That’s a good girl,” she murmured, taking a position beside the bed and carefully sweeping DJ’s blonde hair over one shoulder and away from her back.  “Nice and steady for me.  Y’all are going to be taken good care of, I promise you.”

The first cup was the one that made her the most nervous.  She’d tried the procedure out once on her own leg to test the sensation, but it was different when someone else’s safety was on the line.  Jo had gone the safest route for their first attempt, one that didn’t involve fire directly on the skin, but that didn’t mean it was without risk.  “I’m gonna heat the first cup now.  I’ve got a nice controlled little flame over here, and we’re gonna set this glass cup in it to let it get nice and hot.”  Her voice was calm, nearly melodic as she tried to make sure that DJ was aware of everything going on around her.

“I think we’re ready,” she announced a few moments later, testing the temperature of the glass with her finger.  “Now, this is goin’ to smart just a little at first and then feel kinda funny as it pulls your skin up and into the cup.  Long as that’s all you feel, we’ll be alright.  Gonna put it right between your shoulder blades.”  With a gloved hand, Jo carefully pressed the hot cup to DJ’s skin to form a tight seal.

DJ

She smiled when Jo thanked her for the compliment. It really wasn’t anything that DJ felt she should be thanked for. It was just the truth. Jo was beautiful. And DJ was lucky that she got to see her in such a light; and she was also lucky that she had seen her in situations before this. Jo was a special person and DJ was shocked that more people didn’t seem to see that. Even if part of her was selfishly glad that she could take up so much of the Domme’s time.

“I know I will be, Miss Jo. I trust you. Very much. And I have my safe word handy if I need it.” She was speaking the words to reassure Jo just as much as it was to reassure herself. Reminding the Domme that she trusted her and that she knew that she could use her safe word would hopefully help the Domme enjoy the scene as well, instead of only worrying about what could go wrong. Of course, she wanted Jo to be safe, but she wanted her to have a little bit of fun as well.

Her eyes fell shut as she relaxed into the table, breathing out slowly. It was nice, that Jo was explaining everything. It helped her feel more at ease, knowing exactly what was going on. This was her first experience with something like this and so it was reducing some of the worry. She jolted just slightly as the cup was pushed into her skin, the heat being something new and definitely an odd sensation. She breathed through the newness and then spoke up, “It feels okay, Miss.”

Jo

It was odd to watch the cup on someone besides herself - it was a fascinating process, and as it pulled DJ’s skin inside of the glass Jo waited to make sure that it was both sealed and not burning.  Fortunately DJ was communicative, and as she got reassurance it allowed her to observe with less worry that she’d done something wrong.  Perhaps by the end of the scene she’d discover some confidence with the flame and be able to do the cupping without further worry that she might be causing damage.

“Good girl,” she smiled.  “It looks really neat.  I’ll get a picture for y’all before we’re done here, so that you can see for yourself.”  Reaching over, she laid the second cup in the flames.  “We’re gonna do a straight line down your back, or as straight as I can make it.  When they do this for massages they go all over, but I don’t think we need to be quite that excessive with it.”  As the fire heated the tent Jo stripped off her top and remained in the bikini top she wore underneath - bright blue, tied behind her neck.

“How’s it feelin’ now that it’s been there for a minute, sweetheart?  Still all good?”  She knew DJ would have alerted her otherwise, but it was still a good thing for a Dominant to ask.  “And are ya ready to try a second one?”  The flames didn’t take long to heat the glass, and they wouldn’t have to wait for too much time between cups - certainly a plus.

DJ

“I’m glad you’re liking the way that it looks. It would be a shame if there was nothing in this for you at all.” DJ expressed, biting down gently on her bottom lip. “A straight line down my back sounds good to me. Can we get a photo with all of the cups on and then a photo of what it looks like when you’ve removed all the cups, please, Miss?” DJ questioned, thinking that seeing the different photos would be pretty cool afterwards. “It still feels okay, Miss. Better even. I don’t really know how to describe the feeling, but it’s not bad. It’s relaxing for sure. I could probably fall asleep if you kept on with this for a while.” The first press of the cup against the skin was a shock, but even that would probably lessen with time, now that she somewhat knew what to expect from the experience. 

Jo

Jo raised an eyebrow, despite DJ not being able to see her.  “Sweetheart, I’m spending time with you.  There’s always somethin’ in it for me.”  The submissive’s question was a good one, and she was glad that one of them had thought of it.  “We can absolutely do that, darlin’.  I’ll take a bunch, just to make sure we get some good ones.”  Jo listened carefully as DJ described what she was feeling, glad that she sounded calm and relaxed.  “Maybe don’t fall asleep till we’re done,” she teased gently.  “But it’s nice that you’re feelin’ so good.  Deep breath in for me and we’ll add another.”  Jo raised the cup from the flame and set it down in line with the first, pressing hard to seal it.

DJ

She giggled softly when Jo said that she shouldn’t fall asleep until they were done. “Does that mean I get to fall asleep after we’re done? Do I get cuddles? Maybe some kisses? I’ve been feeling very neglected with those two things this entire day, Miss.” DJ expressed, her voice as animated as she could make it, laying on her stomach, and without being able to look at Jo. She breathed in deeply as ordered, the touch of the cup being much less of a shock now that she knew what to expect, even if there was still the pinch feeling that went along with it. “How many cups do you think it will take to go along my back, Miss?”

Jo

Clucking her tongue, Jo shook her head.  “Neglected?  Well, we absolutely can’t have that.  There will have to be many cuddles and kisses when we’re done here, and then you can enjoy a well-earned nap - I’m sure you’re going to need it.”  DJ’s soft complaints were adorable, and if she hadn’t already been planning on cuddles and kisses she would have changed her mind right then.  The second cup did its work, and Jo kept a careful eye on it.  “I’d say four or five, depending how low we want to go with it.  I’m spacing them out a little generously, at least the first time, so I don’t end up heating too much of the same skin.”

DJ

“Thank you, Miss. My lips and body will be ready for you whenever we have completed this scene.” She said, giggling and feeling the butterflies in her stomach erupt yet again. She was doing her best to stay still and not move too often or too much, not wanting to do anything that would ruin the work and effort that Jo was putting into the cupping. “Okay, Miss. That sounds good. I’m in no rush to be anywhere.” The rest of this day was set aside for Jo and Jo alone. If they ended up doing something later, awesome, but if this and cuddling was all they did for the entire day, DJ would be a happy girl. 

Jo

It truly wasn’t fair how cute DJ was.  With years to go at the Institute, at minimum, there was no reason for them to rush anything - but Jo would have been hard pressed to find anyone she’d vibed with quite as much as she had with DJ.  Making friends, much less scene partners, had been particularly challenging for her since her arrival in Lima, and whatever progress she had made was wiped clean by the ugly, cruel torture on the night of the Wide that had put her off of doing anything Dominant for a long while.  But DJ had been there, helping put her back together and then being willing to do more.

“Oh, I don’t know if you’re ready for me,” Jo teased softly.  “But I promise your lips and your body will enjoy it.”  She ran fingers through DJ’s hair as the next cup heated, playing idly with the dark locks.  “Kisses, cuddles, a short nap, and then we can see what’s going on today.  I didn’t really look at the agenda, I have to confess, because I was more concerned with this scene - and you.”

DJ

She sighed contentedly as fingers ran through her hair. Was there anything as soothing as having fingers stroke through one’s hair? She didn’t think so. Her entire body felt like it would melt into the table if Jo wasn’t careful. And the whole not falling asleep thing was going to be extremely difficult if Jo kept doing what she was doing. Luckily, the Domme was at least talking to her throughout the scene so that she didn’t start to drift off when she had been told not to.

“I’m always ready for you, Miss. My lips and body miss yours the minute that I’m away from you.” Maybe it was being away from campus, maybe it was feeling so relaxed, or maybe it was just Jo herself, but she felt so good that she didn’t even realize just how honest she was being at that moment. “Sounds perfect, Miss. As long as I’m with you today, I’m happy.”

Jo

For a moment she was grateful that DJ was looking down and not up, because the sweet things that she was saying were enough to bring some wetness to her eyes - not quite tears, but not far away.  “I hope you know that feeling’s very much mutual.”  If they were going to be honest then she’d lay her cards on the table as well.  “Sometimes I feel like I monopolize too much of your time, but I enjoy your company far too much to go without it for long.”  Bending down slightly, she pressed her lips to the top of DJ’s head.  “Deep breath in,” she warned before adding the next cup.

“I feel the same way, sweetheart.  I’m sure there’ll be a lot of fun things going on around here, but if today ends up just being you and I cuddled in a blanket around the fire that’d be just fine with me.  In fact, darlin’, in a lot of ways that’d be even better as far as I’m concerned.”  Her fingers resumed their path through DJ’s hair as they waited once again.

DJ

DJ furrowed her eyebrows slightly when Jo spoke up, but she was glad that she was being honest. “I like when you take my time. Please don’t stop.” DJ said softly, worried that Jo would pull back. She breathed in one again as Jo told her to, wincing just a bit as the cup was added, before her body relaxed into the feeling. The pinch and the warmth were lulling her into a sort of trance and she didn’t ever want to leave that moment.

Hearing that Jo thought that simply spending time cuddled up with her would be a better way to spend the day than whatever the school had planned, made DJ feel incredibly special. She didn’t know what she had done to deserve such sweetness from Jo, but she was grateful for it. “I’d be happy to spend the day just cuddling with you too, Miss. I just like spending time with you.” She breathed out, eyes closed as she enjoyed every bit of attention that Jo was offering her. DJ had never been one for the spotlight, but she liked being the center of Jo’s attention.

Jo

“As long as you want me to, sweetheart, I won’t stop.  You’ve got my word on that.”  It would take some direct words from DJ before Jo would ever stop spending time with her.  “I just like to make sure that y’all have the chance to spread your wings and learn, whether that’s with me or someone else.  I just prefer when it’s me,” she admitted, watching DJ’s skin as it was pulled into the cup.  “Last one’s in the fire now, and then we’ll just let those sit for a while before we take ‘em off.”  The ritualistic aspect of the whole thing was calming and peaceful, and Jo was content to revel in it.

Her fingers worked through DJ’s hair a bit more, and she leaned down to place a kiss on the top of her head - the admission that she was as happy to spend the day with Jo as Jo was to spend it with her needed some acknowledgement, after all, something beyond words.  “I feel the same way, darlin’.  I think that’s what we’ll do for aftercare, then - you and me, a big blanket, and a chair by the fire.  For as long as you want to sit.  And we’ll get some food and water, of course, I’m sure you’ll need that.”

DJ 

"I spend some time with other people, Miss." DJ promised, voice just a bit slurred as she let herself drift into the floaty feeling that surrounded her. The continuous motions of a cup pressing into her skin and then Jo's fingers running through her hair were meditative in an odd way, and she was happy to just drift into whatever she was feeling. "Just like when it's you too. You're my favorite."

As lips pressed to her head, her lips curled upwards slightly. The way she felt around this woman was dangerous, it was still so early; but she felt safe and warm, content and happy, excited and looking forward to every moment that they spent together. DJ didn't know what that meant about the future, but for now, she just wanted to spend as much time with Jo as possible.

Jo

She took careful note of the way that DJ’s voice slurred, glad to let her sink into herself but always aware that she needed to be much more careful to take care of her submissive in that state.  Jo prided herself, above all, on ensuring the safety of anyone that she was with.  “You’re my favorite too, sweetheart, so that’s very nice to hear.”  Maybe she shouldn’t have been admitting that, but Jo honestly didn’t care what other Dominants did or what the school expected, she was going to be honest with her feelings.

“Last cup, darlin’, here we go.”  This time she was more careful than ever, watching for any hitch in DJ’s breathing or posture that might indicate she was in distress that went unvoiced because she had sunk deeply.  “Beautiful,” she smiled once it had settled into place.  “How are you feeling, gorgeous girl?”

DJ

Butterflies erupted in her stomach when Jo said that she was her favorite. That was so nice to hear and was a welcomed idea. "I like you. Like so much." DJ breathed out, being a bit more honest than she would have been in another state of mind. She was open in that moment. Usually, she tried her best to keep certain thoughts to herself; she was cautious.

She hummed as the final cup was pressed against her skin, feeling a warmth wash over her as Jo called her gorgeous. It was such a small thing, but something so comforting and sweet at the same time. "I feel good, Miss." She uttered, still slightly slurring but nothing to be too worried about. "Real good." She breathed out slowly and then blinked her eyes open so that she could look at Jo for just a second before her eyes fell shut again.

Jo

Jo’s heart did a funny little leap in her chest, and she brushed DJ’s hair away from her face so that she could kiss the girl’s cheek.  “I like you too, Dalia-Joy.  Really a lot - you’re very special to me.”  She couldn’t be sure how much of the conversation would remain with the submissive when she came back to herself, but it wasn’t going to stop her from saying it all the same.  Using her full name was a conscious choice, something that Jo hoped might drill into her just how serious she was.

“That’s good, sweetheart.  If that changes at all, just let me know.  We’re going to leave those there for a minute or two and then take ‘em off, and we can see the nice marks we’ve left on y’all.”  Seeing those gorgeous eyes made her flush, but she didn’t take her eyes off of DJ for a moment.  Jo stroked her hair, hummed softly, and just let the submissive enjoy the moment until it was time to pull the cups free.  Before she removed the first one, Jo took a few pictures as DJ had requested.  With that done, they came off with small pops, leaving red circles down DJ’s back.

“Let me just get a couple more pictures, sweetheart, and we’ll get y’all up and movin’.  Still good?”

DJ

The kiss to her cheek sent shocks through her system. The simple fact that Jo had kissed her in that state, even just a cheek kiss, feeling like it was the beginning and end of everything. Like it was the only feeling that mattered. If DJ had been a bit more coherent that feeling might have scared her, or at least would have made her nervous. But as it was, DJ leaned into that feeling. Leaned into wanting to do or be whatever Jo wanted. The use of her full name struck a chord within her and her bottom lip trembled slightly. It felt like a big deal, a huge moment.

She had no idea how long they had been doing this and had no idea how long she rested there once all of the cups had been placed on her back. It could have been seconds, it could have been hours, and DJ wouldn't have minded, just happy to be there doing and feeling exactly what she was doing. As Jo began to remove the cups, she hummed softly.

"Feels good." She breathed out slowly.

Jo

Truthfully, Jo hadn’t been much of a Domme in a lot of her time at the Institute.  But DJ’s trust, and her submission, made her feel much closer to what she was meant to be becoming.  There was no doubt in her mind that the brunette had sunk deeply into subspace, and it was an immensely powerful - and humbling - feeling.  This was the most that anyone could give of themselves to someone else, perhaps deeper even than love, and she took it as a sacred responsibility.  It wouldn’t be abused, nor would she ever allow DJ to come to any harm in that state or any other so long as it was in her control.

“You were such a good girl for me,” she promised, pulling up a chair beside the table so that she could relax but still be able to reach out and touch.  “So incredibly good.  I’m very proud of ya’ll.  We’re going to sit now, nice and quiet for a bit, until you come back to yourself.  When you’re ready, you let me know and we’ll get you a snack and somethin’ to drink - but there’s no rush.  Be where you are, be how you’re feelin’, and when you’re ready I’m right here.  I’ve got ya.”

DJ

The praise was something she was enjoying and grateful for. It made her feel even better than she already felt. To know that she had made Jo proud was one of the best things ever. She hoped she could continue doing that. "I'll be a good girl." She breathed.

If she was being honest, most of the words that Jo was speaking were going right over her head. She couldn't quite grasp their meaning, but the gentleness to Jo's voice at least was enough to keep her calm and know that everything was okay. She reached out as best as she could to grab Jo's hand, breathing out slowly. "Got me." She replied, the only words that had actually stuck in her mind. Because they were true...even if Jo meant it in a different way than DJ did. The connection she felt with Jo was something she wanted to foster and build upon.

Jo

“You’re always a good girl,” Jo promised.  “My good girl.”  That was a dangerous phrase, a dangerous way of thinking, but she couldn’t help but say it all the same.  She wanted that.  Whatever it meant going forward.  “I’ve got you,” she promised again, squeezing the hand that DJ had taken as gently as possible.  “Right here with me, for as long as you want.”  She knew her words might not be important, but tone definitely was - and so hers stayed soft, and warm.

She couldn’t help an admiring smile as she looked the girl over.  The red marks on her back were loud and pronounced, but they’d fade like a good hickey and be gone soon enough - and until then, Jo could know that DJ was carrying a reminder of her all the while.  “You’re so beautiful when you’re in deep,” she murmured.  “Perfectly submissive for me.  Let yourself float, sweetheart, for as long as y’all can.”

DJ

Hearing Jo call her hers had her heart fluttering, her stomach flipping, and every part of her yearning to hear those words again. "Yours." She breathed out slowly, a smile forming on her lips. She hadn't been expecting to hear that from the Domme, but she absolutely wasn't going to complain about it whatsoever. It helped her feel more comfortable and confident in letting the feels she had grow. She brought Jo's hand closer, under her chin, sighing softly in content.

She was glad that Jo thought that she looked beautiful in that moment. She was so comfortable and she felt so good. She was happy, safe, at ease. Nothing in that moment felt wrong. It all felt right. "Miss Jo." She said quietly, just feeling the need to say the Domme's name. 

Jo

“Mine,” she confirmed.  Only time would tell what that meant, but Jo was content to let thing happen in their own time.  The knowledge, the words, made her happy and warmed her from the inside out, and that was enough to tell her that it was real and true.  It was incredibly cute that DJ was resting her head on Jo’s hand, and she was very happy to leave it there for her for as long as she’d like.  The Institute liked to teach about scenes, about how they were the ultimate expression of D/s life.  But to Jo this moment was better.  In the afterglow, with a submissive who’d given all of herself and was content to be cared for without question or pause.  That meant more than a scene any day. “Right here, sweetheart,” she promised.  “Right here with you, Dalia-Joy.  I’m not going anywhere.”

DJ 

She didn't know how much time had passed as she lay there. All she cared about was the floaty feeling and knowing Jo was there. Eventually though, she began to drift out of the afterglow of the scene, nuzzling into Jo's hand before blinking her eyes open. "Hi." She said, smile widening slightly as she saw the blonde seated beside her. She was so happy in that moment, excited for the future that could be ahead of them if things kept going in the direction that they were.

Jo

Contently, easily, Jo sat there as DJ bathed in the afterglow and began to slowly come back up from the depths of subspace.  “Hello, darlin’.  Welcome back.”  She leaned in for a proper kiss, taking her time and enjoying every moment of it.  “You look so lovely.  How are you feelin’?  Need a drink, a snack, anything?”  Whatever DJ might need in that moment, Jo was happy to provide it.

DJ

Being called 'darlin', though she knew it wasn't really a special nickname, felt really good. She loved every time Jo spoke that pet name into the air and it was directed at her. She also loved every time those lips pressed against her own. She let Jo control the kiss, humming softly into the feeling. She really never wanted it to end. When Jo pulled away, she furrowed her brows. "Water, please?"

Jo

“Water, I can do,” she promised with another quick kiss.  There was a cooler in the tent, filled to the brim with ice and all sorts of legal beverages, and the bottles of water were easy to find.  She took one and cracked it open, offering it carefully to DJ.  “Take small sips, okay, gorgeous?  Gotta be a little careful and see how y’all are feelin’.”  They were still very much in the aftercare portion of events, and Jo was dedicated to taking care of her submissive.  “Those marks look really good.  I’d love to try that again someday, maybe with more cups?”

DJ

"Thank you." She brought the water to her lips, slowly like Jo had been sure to tell her. She didn't want to overwhelm herself and she wanted to keep being good for the Domme. "I'd like that, Miss." DJ agreed, bringing the water bottle back to her lips for another sip. "Can I see the pictures please?"

Jo

“Good girl, just like that.”  The last thing she’d want to have happen was for DJ to make herself sick.  “We’ll definitely make it happen then, I promise.”  There were a lot of scenes they might have to make happen now, as they learned new things in class and found new ways to indulge in D/s, but they had no shortage of time.  “Certainly, and good girl for asking so nicely.”  She swung her chair around a little to sit comfortably beside DJ and held up her phone, scrolling through the many that she’d taken - first with the cups, and then without.  “Looks pretty, doesn’t it?”

DJ 

She was carefully drinking much of the water, wanting to ensure that she kept herself hydrated. "I'm glad, Miss. I am excited to scene more with you." DJ expressed. "It looks really pretty. I'm excited to see what else we can do with it." DJ expressed, leaning closer to rest her forehead against the Domme's neck. "Do I get cuddles now, Miss Jo?" The submissive questioned, still keeping a firm grip on the bottle of water. 

Jo

While she still kept an eye on the submissive, Jo was happy with how aftercare was proceeding.  She didn’t see any signs of drip, and DJ was alert and communicative.  “I’m excited for that too, darlin’.  We’ll make a regular habit of it, because I wanna make sure we’re both learning more about what each other likes.  There are other ways to do the cupping, which I’d love try out with y’all sometime.”  The question made her smile, and she squeezed DJ’s hand.  “If you’re ready for cuddles, gorgeous, then cuddles you shall have.  C’mon down off the table, and let’s go find a comfortable spot.”

DJ

She eased herself off of the table carefully, keeping herself close to the Domme in case she felt a bit dizzy. She seemed okay, but she definitely wasn't ready to go and run a marathon or anything remotely athletic. She was more than content to know that Jo didn't mind if all they did for the rest of the day was snuggle. "Where you go, I'll follow." She was speaking about where they would go sit, but the implications were greater.

Jo

There was a phrase that could be read in a lot of ways.  And fortunately, there were none of them that Jo didn’t like.  The fact that DJ was willing to follow, in any context, made her feel powerful in a way that very few things had before.  “That’s my girl.”  She grabbed a fluffy towel from her bed and wrapped it around DJ, tucking it tightly to be sure it wouldn’t come loose, and gestured to the tent flap.  “I’m thinking one of those nice comfy chairs by the fire.  I’ll sit in, and you can snuggle up in my lap.”

DJ 

As the blanket was wrapped around her, she hummed softly and contently. She still felt so safe and so cared for and she knew that she had nothing to worry about with Jo. That the only thing that she had to worry about was the Domme connecting with someone else. And even if that happened, hopefully Jo would be open to keeping the connection with DJ as well. But she didn't want to think about that when it wasn't currently an issue. She followed Jo over to the fire and waited for Jo to sit before she curled into the Domme. DJ was tall but with Jo she still felt like she fit.

Jo

Once DJ was safely settled in her lap, Jo felt as if the universe was perfectly aligned.  The fire crackled, leaving them both warm and toasty, DJ’s soft weight felt perfect against her, and she found there was nothing more she could ask for in that moment.  “If you need anything, just let me know.  I might close my eyes for a little, but I’m here and I’m listenin’.  Just very, very comfy.”