#i guess i could put both but ehh

[becauseplot]

literally cannot work on my main fic bc i am afraid of getting a specific pair of character's dynamic/relationship wrong. try to open the google doc and i physically recoil. ough. i just wanna write my silly block men fanfic. 0(-(

[inupibaldspot]

Film through Shoko’s Lens

Pairing : Gojo Satoru x Reader

Note ₊˚⊹♡ : You’re looking through Shoko’s perspective:) clumsy!reader

Shoko grumbles as rubbles and specks of dust fly over, a tornado forming as a foreign force destroys the house. “He is going too far again…”

“I mean… He is a show off.” Geto, who had a smile on his face, hand shading his eyes which were squinted. The debris finally stopped flying and was now settling down. “I guess he is done. Let’s go.”

Shoko walks over to see Gojo peer over the ledge as the first thing he decided to do was squabble with Utahime, she could also see Mei Mei sitting on amongst the rubble. Mission complete.

She suddenly feels a force as she peers over to see you hold her hand, fingers intertwining and a wide smile on your face. Shoko smiles back as guides you near the rubble. “Utahime— you okay?”

“Shoko—!”Utahime gleamed at the fact her friend was also on this mission as she ran up the stairs and then pulled her into an embrace. “Never become like these two.”

Shoko could almost hurl imagining to be as egotistical and shameless as her two mentioned friends. “I won’t become scums like them.” Her eyes wander to you where Gojo was now standing next to.

She watches you saying something which makes Gojo grumble and him proceeding to pull on your cheeks as you complain.Utahime and Meimei had already left the vicinity now probably headed back to Jujutsu Tech. “You guys can go ahead. I need to do some shopping in town.” Shoko says.

Geto turns around and looks over to Shoko. “Oh alright.” She hears footsteps come closer to her. “I’ll come with you, Shoko—woah-” You smile at her while walking towards her , before almost tripping over nothing as if you have two left feet.

“Holy shit.” Shoko hears Gojo shouts before he is quickly beside you, propping you up straight in the air with his hands on your collar. “I’ll come along too then. y/n might get into an accident.”

Shoko shrugs. “Ehh—? Stop being so clingy Gojo.It’s pathetic.” She says as she takes a cigarette piece from her pocket, while Geto throws her his lighter. “I can take care of y/n just fine.”

You jump in, one hand in the air, made into a fist; the other hand on your hips. “I can take care of myself just fine!” You chirped.

“The fuck you mean, Shoko?” Gojo shouts back while Shoko huffs, lighting her cigarette both completely ignoring your earlier statement. You were incompetent in taking care of yourself! “The last time I let her out with you, she roamed around the park alone and got lost!”

“I needed to go pee. What was I supposed to do?!”

“They completely ignored me, Geto…” You cry as you hold onto the tall dark haired boy’s shirt comically making him laugh. Geto brings his hands up to your head as he tousles your hair.

He turns to the side to find Gojo fuming, stomping his legs on the ground while Shoko smokes, completely ignoring the other boy. “It was kinda funny how they make you seem like a kid who can’t go unsupervised.”

“Argh— Come on let’s go.” Shoko watches Gojo walk over and grabs your hand making you give him a confused look. The white haired boy doesn’t say anything, his hands feel as if they are burning and his heart seems to accelerate at an inhuman pace. He grumbled something Shoko could not hear before she watched you smile at him.

Shoko puts down the cigarette bud on the ground and stomp it under her feet before she follows the bunch. She noticed Gojo dig out a packet of gummy bears from his pocket and wave it infront of your face.

You gleam with excitement as you jump clapping your hands together as you wait for Gojo to open the packet of sweets. Gojo smiles before he brings it up to himself to feed you the sweets, and if Shoko was seeing it right she swears she sees your cheeks bloomed with the faintest shade of red, making Gojo take a step back with mouth slightly agape. How cute!

“Satoru, don’t feed y/n too much. She has been having dental problems.” Shoko hears Geto say, making her look in your direction; there was Gojo his head placed on top of your head nuzzling into you with his arms slinging from your shoulders cooing ‘how adorable you are.’

While you were there with your face grouchy over Gojo’s weight on you and your cheeks filled to the brim as if resembling a chipmunk. This made Shoko let out a quiet laugh as warmth spewed into her heart.

She is sure in due time, Gojo will finally win you over and are sure to date; if there is any indicator last night she found you both snuggled together under a blanket on the sofa of the common room, you asleep leaning into Gojo while he plays with your finger, face full of fondness.

Geto will become stronger with well deserved respect. She will also graduate and quickly become a doctor. When she is done, maybe Gojo and you will probably be living together somewhere with fingers intertwined yet— She doesn’t want this moment to end, a moment with all four of them as she then brings her phone up to her three friends already squabbling about something followed by a thud of you falling on the ground and Geto and Gojo shouting ‘y/n—! She passed out!’ and ‘call an ambulance!’

*click*

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[kombuuuu]

gwen romantic hcs or scenario please? 🥺🤲

Spidery Romance.

Gwen Stacy x Fem!Reader

another bunch of headcanons (and snippets, ur favs) with my favourite girl 🤍

GWENNBBBBB MMMWMAH HHHNG WEBEWEBWEEEHHHH

Gwen: Blue

You: Pink

Dad Stacy: Black

A cat..: Purple

mom friend this, mom friend that

how about just mommy?

is a HUGEE comfort roll in the realtionship

will do little things for you that you wouldn’t even realise

like keeping random containers because she knows you like them

jars 🫙 🤍‼️

she loves taking care of you, loves being who you go to for things

it makes her feel needed, which we know she struggles with

so she loves a partner who’s more co-dependent, like she is

“Baby?”

“Help.”

“Honey, what am I supposed to do with that?”

“Open it, please“ :(

“Oh, you sweet thing… What are you going to do with an empty pickle jar.”

“You’ve eaten all the pickles?”

“I’m… going to grow an ecosystem.”

ABSOLUTELY steals shit for you

she’s not rich, seeing as she doesn’t exacccctly live in her own universe

hey, star crossed lovers are multiversel..

so she steals

just nicks things from the mall she thinks you’ll like

little trinkets or anything small and shiny she can find

also cat figures

small, cute cats. she loves anything about them and will go out of her way to take em for you

(you think she just wants to deny the fact she loves the cats. or stealing)

your OWN little klepto cat

(you both love that game)

“Hey, Sweets.”

“Oh-! You’re home!”

“And I brought a cat.”

*gasp* “What breed !!”

“No clue, but look it’s tail moves.”

Will take you out to movie dates any time she can.

never really knew how to treat a lady so she takes notes from stupid eighties shows

will throw rocks at your window

or climb up the tree next to your house and break in even though she could just go thru the front door.

buys (steals) chocolates in heart shapes and roses to decorate your bed

it’s not even valentines she just wants too

don’t forget the candles and scented bath salts with a whole ass spa set up in your bathroom

“Baby? Wh—“

“[Name]! I missed you.”

“I missed you too, babe.”

“What are the flowers for?”

“Our anniversary’s not ‘til September.”

“Beautiful, we don’ need a reason. Just wanna appreciate you.”

smile and giggle like a little bitch? of course you will

Will eventually tell you about her spider woman endeavours

she’s guilty of hiding it from you

when you trust her so much

slipping out of your shared bed at night to go patrol feels

dirty.

She finally caved to her subconscious and spills it

you don’t freak out on her but she can tell you’re stressed

she tries to comfort you even when you have to opportunity to ruin her life

you could end it between the two of u right then and she’d forgive you

but not herself

“I’m spider-woman.”

“What?”

“The hero, [Name]. Well, vigilante I guess—“

“What the hell.”

“Baby, please. I know I should’ve told you sooner—“

“Do you know how much danger you’re in? Are you crazy? What happens if you get hurt and I’m not here? Fighting crime like that. Fighting villains.”

“I know, sweet girl, I know.”

she comforts you through it while you basically have an existential crisis in her name

you’re more scared she’s going to get hurt

or worse

than you are betrayed,

you can get why she kept this a secret

it takes you a couple week to hone down the worrying

gwen is hella patient with you 🫶

“I don’t like this. You’re putting yourself in harms way, and it’s careless,”

Guilty stare

“,But i’m not gonna stop you.”

“Thank you, [Name].”

“Please don’t die on me.”

“I won’t, baby.”

and when your finally calm you can kind of see the appeal in it

she convinces you to let her swing you around the city

and despite you both knowing you’re probably gonna pass the fuck out

you agree cause it’s cute

“Gwen.”

“Yeah baby?”

“I think—, maybe you don’t understand what I mean by ‘I don’t like heights’.”

“Wh— Oh.”

“What d’yu mean ‘Oh.’?!! You only just realised??”

“I come up here so often, it’s like a second thought!”

“It’s the fucking Empire state!”

“Ehh…”

She’ll take you nice places around brooklyn

mostly high up

to let you see the view

and to finally see you in it

she draws you any chance she gets

especially when she takes you to those places

shes been to em so often that she’s got muscle memory for the line to every building, but now she gets to trace the contour of your face around it too

will web you to the building if you ask

just so you won’t fall

“You know there’s not a single universe where I wouldn’t catch you, right.”

“There’s a first for everything,”

She snorts “Sugar—“

“I love you, Gwen. And trust you with my life. I do not, however trust wind.”

“Understandable, love you too.”

When you meet her dad he’s a little skeptical at first

only because you’re so nervous and he’s taught to be suspicious as a cop

but eventually he likes you, and you him

your both like old pals and it confuses gwen

he takes on a very fatherly position in your life

one you missed out on

gwen is ecstatic

the two people she loves the most in the world like each other

the stars aligned for her

she tells you about her struggles with him and is glad it doesn’t affect either of your relationships

“Do you treat my daughter well?”

“Dad, please.”

“Gwen, it’s okay. I’d like to think I am, sir.”

“Cause if you hurt my little girl, everything you do to her will feel a lot worse for you.”

“Dad!”

“I would never hurt your daughter Mr.Stacy, I love her. It’d be stupid of me to let her go.”

He smiled and clapped your back

*groan* “Why.”

she likes to keep you comfy

kinda has a thing for the housewife vibe

so she’s willing to do a lot for you

she’ll notice how empty it is in your house when she’s not there

it’s quiet and lonely

so totally for you (and not also her)

she’ll get you a cat

a small black american bobtail

she had found him while on patrol

saw a box left littered at the park and decided to pick it up

closer she got, more ‘mews’ she heard.

when she saw a short, stumpy looking kitten in the box

her heart melted

so obviously she took it

“For [Name].”

‘mew :3’

“Co-parenting practice.”

‘mmrp’

“God damn it.”

loves the cat with her whole heart

and so do you

you name it Peter

he’s adopted but he doesn’t need to know that

when he does something bad you threaten (emptily) to put him in back out in the street

“Go get a box, Peter. I’m gonna make your momma put you back where she found you.”

“He can’t understand you, baby.”

“Yes he can, look at how he’s looking at me!”

“See his face!? He’s so mocking me!”

:3

“Sure, baby.”

—

EEE 🤭🤭🤭

[mayon3sa]

: ̗̀➛ THRIFTY

Synopsis:Having to clutch up the last round of a game is frustrating. What’s even more frustrating is getting clipped by one of the team members from the other team because they died. What happens when said clip ends up going viral and people start laughing at how the dynamic between the two strangers is. Not only does it end up going viral but it also encourages new friendships to be made through it and maybe even more than just friendships.

THRIFTY : PATCH ONE ☁︎ USER BARBONIE273???

SERIES MASTERLIST ┊ ⋆ ┊V2: NAWT COOL(TBA)

Playing Valorant alone was always one of your biggest fears, even though you were a professional player and had enough experience to speak up for yourself you always fell victim to the what if thoughts during certain games. Spiraling down those thoughts always seemed impossible to let go of ; Lucky something always distracted you from venturing any further into those thoughts

Speak of the devil and he shall appear, just as you were starting to worry your phone rang making you stop what you were doing and picking up the incoming call

“Y/N hop on val i’m on stream right now girly” Jirous voice rang through your phone

“I’m setting up my stream wait, in the meantime join the discord vc”

“Girl hurry up”

“Damn bro stop rushing me i’m almost done i'm fixing my mic, I’ll join the discord when i finish up bye bye”

“Hurry up if not i’m not playing with you bye bye”

Just as you were done setting up your mic you joined the discord vc to see shindo and shinsou also on the call

“I thought you guys were streaming why are you on call” you questioned

“Ehh we got bored and decided to just chill in call and hear you guys play val” Shindo said

“50 bucks y/n throws this game” shinsou said

“Haha hilarious you asshole, you wanna talk about throwing games let's talk about your two week lose streak back to back”

“Alright bro you didn’t have to do all that, just say you’re pressed and move on i guess”

“When i see you shinso it’s on fucking sight bro, bring your boxing gloves hoe”

“Or what”

“Oh my god both of you shut up, Y/N join my party i already sent the invite”Jirous voice interrupted you and shinou’s bickering

After nearly 20 minutes of you and Jirou playing you guys were approaching the end of the game with one last match having to take place in order for you guys to win the game. Saying you were exhausted was an understatement so needing some fun in the game you held a poll on your chat asking what you should do for the last round and surprisingly majority voted to play pistol only as it would’ve been fun. And that’s exactly what you decided on doing

“We should all do eco this round, with light shields and classical pistols” You had said to your team's general voice chat

“I’m down i’m getting bored of this game either way” a girl said

“Yeah i’m also down why not” Another girl said

“I mean why not we could win this round so sure” yet another girl also agreeing with your idea

“Jirou play eco this round let’s win this last round with thrifty that would be funny as hell” You commed

“Sure”

Just as the round started you lurked around b site playing around with your raze kit and knife making markings along the walls 

“Y/N there’s someone around the corner i set up cypher traps but they have guardian one tap and you're done for” jirou commed

“Relax i have roomba with me we’ll be ight”

“Y/N says that and she’s always first to die with than damn robot” Shinso said 

“Shut the hell up bro if i miss my shots i’ll get a medium to put a hex on you”

“Girl shut up and shoot 2 of them are coming to sight” jirou commed

“Damn bro y’all on my ass i know, i got it”

As Y/N as holding down b site two enemies had entered site you used paint shells as decoy and shot two of the enemies

“2 down, i think some might be lurking mid jirou tell iso to hold mid”

“Iso IS holding down mid dumbass look at mini map”

“Well not anymore she’s dead go hold down mid i’ll rotate to a”

“Shindo do you ever think about like what if dress to impress ever added a serving cunt category like imagine someone dressed up as maddie from euphoria” shinso talked into mic

“No because honestly think about it that would make the game so much better, i NEED that category added”

“I got sage, our phoenix commed 2 in a Y/N let’s rotate”

“Bro our whole team just full on died it’s just us” jirou said as she was checking player starts

“We’re winning this with hopes and dreams bro”

“Trust, trust i’ve been practicing my aim i can clutch this watch” y/n said

Just as Y/N and jirou were holding down a sight the enemy teams yoru had teleported behind jirou, though it was a good strategy on their part jirou managed to kill them, leaving the round between the enemy chamber, you and jirou. You do have to say as smart as the chamber was for using decoys they weren’t smart enough to kill jirou, they weren’t smart enough to realized you had your ultimate so just in time when they peaked you managed to kill them

‘THRIFTY’ was all that was heard as the round ended

Not wanting to leave a sour taste on the other players you left a message you thought was nice and Whitty on general chat ‘no scope :P wp’ 

“Alright jirou i think i’m gonna hop off i need to take care of my hedgehog bye jirou bye stream I'll see you guys hopefully tomorrow at the same time as today stay safe and hydrated guys”

Meanwhile…

“I FUCKING LOST TO A RAZE WITH NO DAMN GUN HOW BRO HOW” was all that was heard through bakugos stream

“AND WHAT KIND OF NAMES IS BARBONIE273?”

“THIS HAS TO BE SOME JOKE THERE’S NO WAY BRO HOW”

Just as he managed to somewhat calm down from the anger of that match he cut the clip and uploaded the rest to twitter

A/N. AHHHHH i finally finished the first chapter im so exhausted ngl but yayyy

taglist.@twinnintwink , @sara4uuu , @captainshindo , [open just ask to be in it :))]

[fanaticbitchhh]

piercings and tattoos

dom!nikki x afab!reader x dom!tommy

as you can tell, i got lazy at the end 💀

warnings: p in v, mention of piercings and tattoos, mention of parties (its mötley crüe what do you expect?) threesome, blowjob

let me know if i missed any warnings!

lowercase intended!

you opened your eyes, the bright lights shining from the open curtains. you groaned, your head was pounding and you could barely remember anything from the night before. the only thing you could remember was the massive party the crüe had, the mass amount of jack you had drunk and the coke you had snorted had kept you going for most of the night.

you felt a pain on your back, a sharp one. it was like needles stabbing into your back. you got up, wiping your face with your hands and walking to a mirror. you gasped at the sight you saw. a tongue piercing, an eyebrow piercing and a septum piercing. how had you let this happen? you huffed once more before heading into the kitchen, grabbing 5 water bottles and some asprin.

you made your way upstairs slowly, careful not to trip up the stairs. you walk into tommys room, placing an asprin and a water bottle on his bedside table before walking to nikki’s and vince’s room and doing the same. sadly walking into vince’s room caused you to see him with 2 girls along with some trauma coming out of there.

you sat down in your bedroom, mindlessly strumming your guitar to take your mind off the pain in your lower back. after a while, you heard shuffling on the landing and you walk out of your room, expecting vince but seeing tommy instead.

“why’re you up so early?” you ask, since hes not normally up at this time.

“could ask you the same thing.” he groans, rubbing his eyes.

“im up early most of the time, you? ehh not so much” you say, smiling at him.

clearly we woke nikki up from this conversation as he came out of his room.

“can you shush tommy? you’re so loud.” he says, his voice raspy from just waking up, tommy puts his arms up in frustration at this.

you laugh at his reaction before frowning, the pain on my lower back starting to really hurt.

“can one of you check my back for me? it hurts like a bitch.” you ask, turning around and lifting my shirt up a bit at the back.

you hear the boys gasp and chuckle when they see your back.

“what? what is it?” you ask worridly.

“well, you got a tattoo last night.” nikki smiles, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

“what? seriously?” you ask, laughing a bit.

the two boys nod at this, chuckling. you rush downstairs, tripping on the last two steps and you check the mirror by the stairs. the tattoo was nice at first, it showing lightning coming from a heart that said ‘n+t’s bitch’. when you saw that you audibly gasped.

“nikki! tommy! what the fuck!” you yell, despite the headache, you were still frustrated.

“what’s up princess?” nikki smirks, knowing what you were freaking out about.

you blushed slightly at the nickname but you quickly brush it off.

“who took me to get this done?” you ask quickly.

“we both did sweetheart” tommy chimes in.

“who d’ya think picked out the design” nikki winks.

you groan quietly, looking to the other side of the room to avoid eye contact. that was cut short by nikki putting a finger under your chin and facing you towards him.

“we think its pretty hot anyway” he smirks.

“you do?” you ask, seeking confirmation.

“of course we do” tommy adds.

“thats good then, i guess i am your bitch” you joke, seeking a reaction out of them both.

tommy takes your hand leading you into his room, nikki following close behind and locking tommy’s bedroom door.

“yeah you are y/n. our bitch, understand?” nikki says, you gulp, nodding your head as you felt heat pooling between my legs.

“i need your words y/n.” he says sternly.

“yes! i understand nikki..” you say, looking up at nikki innocently.

“good girl.” he replies, smirking.

“now lets get this party started hmm?” tommy asks, silently asking for consent.

you nod, smiling at the two as they come closer. tommy leans in, kissing you sloppily while nikki runs his hands over your thighs. you break away the kiss when nikki taps your thighs.

“can i?” nikki asks, referring to the shorts you had on.

you nod, tommy pulling you back into a kiss while nikki pulled your shorts down. he parted your legs, giving himself more access. he kissed your clit before licking a strip through your slit, making you shudder and moan in tommy’s mouth. you gasped, throwing your head back as nikki started to tongue-fuck you, rubbing your clit with his thumb.

in the meantime, tommy took your shirt off as well as your bra, kneading your tits.

“dont stop tommy! s’good!” you moan, putting a hand in his hair and tugging it.

“didnt plan on it.” he mumbles.

you didnt even feel your orgasm building until you let go all over nikki’s face, moaning out in ecstasy. you catch your breath, breathing heavily and letting out a small mewl every now and then from nikki nipping at your thighs and tommy kissing your neck.

“you ready for the fun part?” tommy smirks, looking at you with excitement written all over his face.

“yes tommy” you reply, kissing his cheek.

nikki comes up from his spot between your thighs, as much as he loved it, he wanted to be inside you more than anything. tommy positions himself infront of you, taking his pants and shirt off while nikki does the same but behind you.

“now, get on your hands and knees pretty girl” nikki says, pressing on your back slightly with his warm hands, while you obey.

he lines himself up with your pussy, his tip running through your folds causing you to let out a loud moan of his name. tommy starts to jerk himself off a little before putting his cock infront of your lips, tapping them. you open your mouth, eager to taste him. you cant help but moan at the taste of him in your mouth.

before you could even start moving, tommy grabs your hair, guiding you up and down his cock. while nikki grips your hips, pushing himself into you, groaning slightly at the feeling.

“you’re so tight, s’ tight for me hmm?” he hums, slapping your ass when you dont answer.

you moan at the contact, lifting off of tommy’s cock to reply.

“yes nikki! tight just for you!” you moan out, before sucking tommy off again.

you feel the coil in your stomach get tighter, telling you that you were close.

“m’ so close” you mumble, muffled by tommy’s cock.

“think shes close nikki” tommy laughs, letting out a groan.

nikki starts to go faster at this, hitting your g-spot almost immediately. you can feel it become tighter.

“gonna cum!” you moan.

you cum, and shortly after tommy and nikki do too. your legs give out, causing you to collapse on tommy.

“m’ tired” you mumble, cuddling into tommy.

“i know, lets get you a bath and then you can sleep” tommy says, you agree wanting the two to take care of you.

they run you a nice bath, washing your hair and body for you. when you get out, they dry you, giving you one of nikkis shirts and tommy’s pajamas pants.

you leave the bathroom, wobbling but making it to the bed without falling completely. you smile as you feel the bed dip either side of you, the feeling of arms wrapping around you was enough to lull you to sleep.

[gh0stsp1d3r]

I know you probably have a lot on your head, but i need to ask you this ( i absolutely LOVE your writing style and everything<33)

If i could request Hobie x Chubby!Reader, also AFAB, mostly fluff, maybe with a little bit of angst (insecurities hit hard lately) something like that.

Also, if you decide to take the request, take your time, no rush hun (i'll wait as long as i'll have to).

-Take care<33

thank you sm love!! I’m glad you like it! Also whatever hobie says in this is 100% true. Listen to my boy guys

Stars

“You ready yet?” He yelled from outside, you were getting ready in his bathroom to go on a date.

“Give me a sec!” You shouted back, putting on your earrings, and stepping outside.

He turned at the sound of the door, smiling widely.

“You look great.” He said.

“So do you..” you said, smiling back.

“Alright, let’s go.” He said, when a portal suddenly appeared in front of you both.

“Hey guys!! You both look great, but could you watch mayday for a little? It’ll only be like for 2… or 4 hours.. I’m super busy with spiderman stuff and-“

“Well, we would but we’re just about to go on a date-“ you started.

“Great! I’ll pay you when I get back.” He said, handing you mayday, a bag, and quickly leaving.

You looked at Hobie who sighed and shook his head.

“Alright.. well… up to the roof we go!” He said, grabbing mayday and you looked at him in confusion.

“While we can’t have a date at the restaurant, it’s a nice night, we can reschedule. We’ll just have a date.. with mayday I guess.” He said.

You smiled at him “Alright. Cool with me.” The three of you going upstairs and onto the roof.

He put mayday down, as she crawled around the roof. You both sat down, looking at the stars.

Mayday came over to you both and sat down next to you both.

“There’s Sirius. And that’s Cassiopeia.” You pointed to them, showing mayday the stars and constellations.

Hobie smiled at you, and a thought appeared in his head.

It wouldn’t be so bad to have children of your own in the future.

A little after, Mayday fell asleep. You both got up and put her on the couch.

You and Hobie both sat at the dinner table now.

“Sorry I made you get ready for nothin’. You still look stunning though.”

“Ehh.. I don’t know..” you mumbled, messing with the end of your dress.

He looked at you. He knew you were insecure, he knew by the longing stares in the mirror, and when you looked at other people who you thought were pretty.

“Look at me.” He said.

You looked at him.

“Beauty standards are bullshit. We don’t listen to them, yeah? It’s stupid, and you’re so beautiful. Even if you can’t see it, you’re gorgeous. And I will murder anyone else who even thinks otherwise.”

You started to tear up at his speech, and laughing at the end. He wiped away your tears with a smile.

“I love you, alright?”

“I love you.” You kissed him.

“Aww. So cute.” Peters voice made you both jump, he was staring at you both with a smile.

“Peter!”

“How long have you been there?”

“Very long. Alright, I will grab mayday and see you two lovebirds later.” He said, grabbing the bag, then mayday and leaving:

You both laughed and smiled at the end of the day. He was right, there was no reason to think about something so small and silly when you have a great life ahead of you.

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[zippidi-dooda]

Overblot design ratings starting at the bottom

DISCLAIMER: everything is ranked higher than Leona cause his toes

7) Score: 6.5/10

I think this is self explanatory-put shoes one, cause 1: ew, dirty floor may step on a nail and 2: you got long nails, if you stub a toe, the nail will break or be pushed back into toe and it will hurt, though I will say I like the "tights" or ink covering the legs and ankle bangles. The stitched rags are a cool idea but compared to other designs, it doesn't exude fear or an aura of power. I like the upper half though, it suits you and I like how the fur across the shoulders represents Scar's mane. The hair and makeup is nice, but the makeup is lacking compared to others.

6) Score: 6.8/10

The makeup is amazing, love the addition of the crown->that plus the shell necklace are a lovely representation of Ursula. I was surprised and happy to see this ob transformation but it's kinda just a darker version of Azul's merform to me so lacking a bit of creativity, still like it though

5) Score: 7/10

Admittedly this design is very plain compared to even the two before him, but it gains bonus points for changing flame color based on emotion like Hades' hair, the hair here is also styled just like Hades' so if we think about it, someone could have literally blowed his hair out during the battle like happened to Hades, plus I like the mask, similar to the masks that light up when you talk which is fitting for Idia's chatacter

4) Score: 8.3/10

Shoes are freaking amazing, the snatched waist, the tight fitting ... uh skirt, dress (?), the dangly jewelry, amazing, love baggy-Jammi but Jamil needs to wear more slick clothes like this, black and blood red suit him, makeup is great, inky chin pubes are ehh, turban is a bit over the top but it represents Jafar when he first gets his power which is fitting and the medusa hair is also representative of Jafar's transformation and looking at Jafar's dialogue we now know that deep down Jamil loves puns which is great. Will say that although each character gets a skin tone alteration when the ob, I found Jamil's most apparent and he kinda just looks ashy, but still a great design

3) Score: 9.3/10

So when I first saw this, I hated his crown, sun, peacock headdress thing but seeing it more and more, it's kind of fitting, Vil is the only one who could rock something so "extra" (I mean that in a nice way, idk the right word for it), and if it represents a peacock it matches with the feathers on his legs, and I guess the claws do too. Honestly, I think this design was more inspired by the Evil Queen in Snow-white and the Huntsman (I may be wrong on that, don't quote me) but again, it is very fitting for Vil as a character. The subtle hints of red are nice, love the crown and the puffed sleeves and the dark veil. All of it is very grandiose and regal very queen, very Vil, but the dirty collar peaking out (and kinda the sleeve style) reminds me of Snow White which can be fitting for both the Queen and Vil because they both hate the one people praise but are always overshadowed by them, no matter what they do people will remember and connect them to the one they hate, even if they had succeeded in getting rid of them. The corset's okay, just shows that the rose has thornes, makeup's okay looks like his dorm crown and makeups nice but not much else

2) Score: 9.8/10

He is adorable. Should I be scared, yeah probably, but he looks like an edgy cupcake I love it. Has one of the best makeup designs, love that the crown stays but just becomes more deadly, love the choker, love the spiked collar, love the high boots, his heart is displayed for all to see, double belts are always a safe bet, the painted roses represent the queen how things went wrong, the thorny vines wrap around him showing how sharp his words can bite, and the cards hanging from him, dyed in black like him are a lovely addition to the ensemble because it represents how even when gone mad, the Queen's soldiers dutifully followed her orders and came to her defense which, if Ace hadn't done anything, would be exactly the case for all the Heartslabyul students when Riddle overblotted

1) Score: 10/10

I mean, come on now, look at him. I love the minty skin tone here its representative of Maleficent and really suits him. The cape shifting from purple to thorny green flames is also representative of Maleficent at the end of the film which I love, the crossing cage on his chest and under his skirt reminds me of the gates/windows/doors patterns of the time Sleeping Beauty is based in and we know he love architecture so points there, the style of the shoes/tights also look like the style if the time a little dorky but cute. He wears bangles and ink runs up his shoulders but I think it's interesting his arms and hands are mostly uncovered which is uncommon in almost all of the ob forms. The design of his corset is nice, don't really get the point of the belt tied in front but hey if it come down to it, grab and throw him over your should then sprint away, he'll be thrown off for a second but greatly angered afterward but hey distraction. The hair brushed back really seems to make him look more royal than he normally does which is nice and we can see his scales which are perfectly enhanced by the makeup outlining them. Now, I do like the green glowing between the plates of his tail but seeing the same pattern going on in his horns throws me off since I think I got too used to seeing his normal horns, his horns do look longer here but I'm not entirely sure that's true or if its just an optical illusion cause of the colors. Overall, the true extent of his strength and power are showcased clearly in this form which I think is great, and I see his cape is still dragging on the floor despite his height and the fact that he's floating so I need to see him walk down the stairs and swish his cape around like Mother Gothel

And that's it, what ranking would you give these Overblot forms? Which one would you wear?

[jennicatzies]

how does dying feel. Is it nothing, a sudden darkness, or do you bleed slowly, feeling every ounce of pain? Later, in the story, when Hamilton can 'switch' between the scene and the world, can he do it while getting shot? Or is he forced to endure the suffering? Does burr ever feel sorry for subjecting Hamilton to that? Or, more likely, does he ever stop feeling sorry?

Okayyyy some crispy questions in the mail 👁👁

It's gonna be quite the soup of text so uh. Open the read more for answers!

Before we talk about the technicalities of Dying, I wanna clear up how mortal injuries in general work in this story!

All "Scripted" injuries [like Lee getting shot, literally anyone getting shot] would only appear as bloody and bruised and stuff in "in universe [according to script]" view, while if one is stage aware or in the view of the stage, it wouldn't appear affected. Though whatever they see, if they get injured in script, they would feel it physically. So. Ouch.

So to answer the first question, I guess you could say you'd feel every bit of it until the script says otherwise. Or uh, if you die on the spot you just. Black out. Your consciousness gets shut off/you essentially get put to sleep — pray they shut it off entirely or you'll have to... stare into darkness for a bit in pain.

Second question! Does Hamilton get to avoid the pain? Weeeell,,,, he does have the option to flip to stage view at will if he tries, but as disclosed before, he would unfortunately still feel it. And considering it also affects how he feels physically, I believe he wouldn't have enough energy to flip to the stage, unless he does so during the melody-less monologue. Even then, the impact of the "shot" would most likely fuck up his workings, so he miiiight get a bit of an unpleasant flickering before finally setting into in universe view while he uh. dies. He'll feel being shot and be able to see himself bloodied for a bit. not fun!

Ultimately he's not... "actually" wounded though, as again the physical effects only apply to the in universe. And it should ease up nearing the end of tw3e. That's... good???

Third. Would Burr feel sorry?

Of. Of course he'd feel sorry— hell, he already does according to script. and after getting the knowledge that the pain is not entirely tied down to the script, he'd feel Worse. I like to think that Burr interrogated Hamilton on the details of this dknfkdrjkr

Does he ever stop feeling sorry?

Ehh. Ehhh. As long as Hamilton still feels pain he feels sorry. I imagine. But they both understand that's to be expected, so try not too get to caught up in that, we have a narrative to tamper with!

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Some replies! Mostly about weird dicks and ehh having kids I guess…

characharing asked:

''Is Ruggie's grandma packing?'' OF COURSE SHE IS, ANON, GILF RIGHTS

Yesss!! POWERFUL GRANDMAS OF TWST!!

Anonymous asked:

Somtimes i feel like when I leave this blog for a few days, idia gains like, 270 new kinks

Exactly, now imagine how Idia feels. Every new day should feel like a holiday, but he sure is struggling lol

Anonymous asked:

Yesss, Riddle gets to savor all the exotic dicks whether he likes it or not as the Queen intended. Wonder which one he'll like the most? I feel like Deuce might also join in but probably by accident

I am a romantic at heart, so I would assume that Riddle’s favourite one would be the long, supple and slippery eel one. It just sounds right. 😌 It’s also probably the most unpredictable because it moves, and Riddle hates unpredictability, so we get a perfect match.

Deuce would definitely join in by accident, and he would probably feel kind of guilty for enjoying the exotic dick so much… maybe because of how much adrenalin and panic he felt when he experienced knotting for the first time, but his body reacts very strongly to Jack now. And experiencing one of the tweels would feel so weird that it would actually fry his brain for a couple of hours…

Che’nya should visit NRC more often. For no reason in particular, he just should.

Anonymous asked:

On the topic of parents, I was asking myself who would be the most likely to raise a kid together in canon in the future, and I think that if Kalim has kids he will definitely rope in Jamil, no matter the kind of relationship they have. His life would be even more at risk as the head of the Asim, so I can imagine he would try to get someone he can trust to become the legal guardian of his child/children in case something happens to him, and we all know that there is no one he trusts as much as Jamil. "And when I'll die you'll take care of them" "When!?". I don't know, it's just kind of funny to think about how even without Kalim, Jamil would still be stuck with the kalimlings (who probably don't even get along with da-, I mean, uncle Jamil)

Oh there is absolutely no chance for Jamil to get away from nurturing another Kalim, even if the first Kalim hires 10 nannies for the kid. For the sake of protection too.

“When I’ll die” lol so ready to kick the bucket and leave Jamil with kalimlings…what a word 😭 Jamil’s entire life is Kalim. Even if Kalim is gone, Kalim is still there. Maybe Kalim will do what his father did and leave 30+ kalimlings behind just so uncle Jamil doesn’t get lonely.

Anonymous asked:

out of the twst cast, who do you think would selfishly ~baby trap~ their partner? like tbh i don’t see floyd as the type, if anything a baby would make him fuck off lol

Yeah, a baby would absolutely make Floyd fuck off lol Which is ironic, because while I don’t see Riddle as someone who would necessarily do it, he gets pretty unexpectedly unhinged sometimes… I don’t see it, but I don’t not see it if that makes sense. It wouldn’t be a premeditated decision; it’s more like a crime of passion. If he manages to make a baby with magic somehow… the chances are super low, but considering how unstable Floyd can make him, never zero lol

To answer your question properly, I can’t think of many options to be honest, but two characters who came to mind first would be Malleus and Azul. My reasoning for Malleus: lay an egg => demand attention.

And Azul would do anything to tie a person to himself if he needs to; a baby would bring a lot of unnecessary expenses, but if nothing else works, putting a bunch of eggs inside his lover’s body is always an option. Wow, both of them are egg related…

We are talking about the boys here, but I feel like even if Azul was a lady, he wouldn’t want to get pregnant herself. The world would hear the most menacing “I’ve already paid the surrogate, Idia-san” ever.

Ortho could do it in a yandere scenario, I think. Sebek and Kalim are also suuuuper not likely, but somehow more likely than the rest of the boys.

[ravetillyoucry]

PUPARIA

Chapter 4 - A Lot’s Gonna Change

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The two didn't expect leaving for lunch without their phones to be too big of an issue, but the near hundreds of missed calls seemed to say otherwise.

It was a miracle Hosah's shitty flip phone hadn't imploded by this point, as Jeanne had been endlessly spamming both his and Teddy's mobiles. This was never good. Jeanne was not the type to be the one to call anyone, meaning something had to be extremely urgent.

The ringing of the phone as the two now waited for Jeanne to pick up was painful to say the least. Waiting for an answer to just what their superior needed them for killed, Hosah's stomach churning as he anxiously stayed put in the assistant's pocket, knowing they'd probably have to leave again as soon as they'd gotten details on just what was going on.

"Thank god, I thought I'd never get ahold of you. I need you both over here, as quick as you can. I'll text you the address." The voice on the other side of the call was hard to make out, but even through the static, the panic in Jeanne's voice could be heard loud and clear. This was extremely out of character for him.

Teddy opened his mouth to inquire further, but the other line had already been put down and hung up before he'd gotten the chance to.

Jeanne must've had a lot of money to pay for so much phone credit. The address texted to them was one neither of the two recognised. It didn't seem to be a specific location or house, just a street name and a few directions following. Now they'd just have to catch a cab in the middle of the busy city. It'd be a hell of a lot easier if Jeanne hadn't worded his texts as if it was some sort of treasure hunt, Teddy wasn't sure what 'far down to the left' would even mean depending on where abouts the taxi dropped them off.

Eh, surely the police tape would make it easier to spot.

Neither of them had any idea what would be waiting for them when they arrived, but they didn't want to take any wild guesses that'd get their hopes up. It must've been something massive, and given the tone of their superiors voice, it was most definitely something tragic. Without failing to check whether Hosah was ready or not, the assistant began the mad dash to the scene of the crime.

Unfortunately, Hosah was it's certainly not ready. He'd never been in a car accident before, but he could assume this is pretty much how one would get whiplash. As the running slowed and Teddy got out into the streets, it was deemed safe to hang back out of the pocket to get some fresh air, and to hopefully avoid having to sit in his own throw up.

Chasing down a cab was tough enough, but dealing with an overly nosey and annoying driver was the hardest part. After multiple failed attempts at waving a taxi toward the detectives, Teddy was not going to let the one person that had stopped for him go without the two of them in that bright yellow car.

Like his life depended on it, the assistant jumped into the backseat, not even waiting to collect his breath. "Sir.. I need to get to.. Uh-"

The driver cut him off right as he was about to get to the most important part of the journey.

"Hey, hey, slow it down sancho. Where we going?" The man turned around, hand outstretched for the rookie detective to shake it.

The fuck? Teddy stared, dumbfounded for a moment. Deciding getting offended wasn't worth his one hope at getting to the scene quickly, he begrudgingly returned the handshake and repeated the address.

"Ehh, that's no house, not even a building. Fuck you going there for, ah?" At this point, he'd actually started driving, thank god.

Hesitant to answer truthfully, the backseat passenger decided to give a brief synopsis of all he knew, which in reality was nothing but the address.

"Work emergency."

The cabbie kept turning his head back, despite the road safety violations he was sure to be racking up in the process. He looked to be about middle aged, white european, probably Spanish given the rude nickname he'd assigned to Teddy. His thick moustache similar to a 70's indie rock star, with a denim baseball cap barely covering his already balding head of hair. Essentially, a look that resembled that of your average truck driver.

"Psh, what job do you do? Field inspector? Count one less grasshopper than yesterday? Aye, back in my day, we all did real jobs. I worked since I was ten years old yeah? Now look, society and all that. That computer, just destroyed all we knew." The man's rant was nonsensical and incomprehensible at best.

Teddy was already exhausted, "I'm a detective. There's been a murder there. I only just got the call, everyone else is already there."

That seemed to do the trick, as the man muttered a quiet 'Thank you for your service' before actually focusing on the road.

This guy must be allergic to silence or something.

"... So, murders huh? How'd you sleep at night?"

"Well, I didn't do them. I know I'm bringing them justice, that helps me sleep soundly." Hosah was kind of taken aback as he stayed silent in the pocket, he'd never heard Teddy speak to bluntly before. In all honesty , he didn't think the rookie had it in him.

The man just laughed, so hard as if it was the funniest thing he'd ever heard. "Ahhh I like you, I like you. Funny guy huh? You tell jokes? You're joke guy?" in all honesty, what he'd said really wasn't that funny at all, but as long as he got to his destination, Teddy couldn't really care less how his small talk went down.

Soon enough, the obnoxiously vibrant vehicle had long exited the blocks upon blocks of buildings, now cruising around the scarce outskirts of the city whilst Teddy kept his eyes peeled for any signs of his team. Thankfully, 'Best of Blur' CD blaring out from the radio seemed to keep taxi driver quiet for the time being.

Despite the next day being the first of September, it was unnecessarily hot out, so much so that Hosah desperately needed to poke his head out if he wanted to either keep his guts inside of him or stay conscious. He'd never been particularly good with warm weather, given it was snowing three quarters of the year back in his home town, and having a weak stomach on top of that was just a downright evil mix. If there truly was a God, it wanted nothing but to mess with Hosah just the littlest bit.

He'd never seen this part of the city, if you could even consider it that. Scarce buildings, lots of fields, something unheard of around these parts; and a particularly good part of town to hide a body or two. Even the goriest of scenes Jeanne didn't bat an eye at, which is what unsettled Hosah so much about earlier. This had to be mass devastation of some kind to shake his boss so badly.

The breeze blowing through the crack of the passenger window blew Hosah's hair back from his face, and he finally understood why dogs liked it so much. Although he was worried, the tiny man couldn't help but enjoy the sights out of the window and his short break from stuffy confinement within the pocket.

As a familiar hand crept upwards against his lower half, Hosah realised his freedom was short lived. Looking up at the giant, he pretending to just be fidgeting with his face- as Hosah did himself almost constantly, with a conveniently placed finger up toward his mouth as he made eye contact with the pocketed detective. Hosah's eyebrows furrowed, now he just wanted to yell out and bring the drivers attention to himself out of spite. He was sure Teddy was just looking out for his safety and whatnot, but it didnt piss him off any less.

Approaching a red light, Hosah took this as his opportunity to snoop out of the windows. Luckily for them, when he squinted into the distance, he could just make out a few out-of-place cars parked in a neat row by the side of the road. If this wasn't it, they were stranded and would have to survive off of dead grass for the rest of eternity. At this point, Hosah was elevated enough that his entire upper half poked out of the pocket, enough so that he must've caught the taxi driver's attention through the rear-view mirror.

"Hey- Hey!! You can't sneak another passenger in my car man, I don't care tiny or what, you pay the same fees." The guy got so worked up he didn't even realise the light turning green. Although Teddy was sure taxis were supposed to charge off of distance travelled and not passengers taken, he didn't want to get into a petty argument in front of his boss, whom he so desperately wanted to like him.

"Right, right, sorry, he's ah.. He's sick, passed out, didn't think to-"

"Whatever, I don't discriminate. I'll take anyone, as long as they're paying." Sure. Now Hosah really was feeling sick, being spoken about like he wasn't there right infront of his face was always an easy way to annoy him.

It was a good thing there was no one else around them taking this route, as they'd been sat at a green light for a minute at least before the taxi started going again. Approaching the aforementioned parked cars, familiar Honda Accord came into clear view, Jeanne's car!

"Think we've found your buddies," The driver slowed, passing by the taped area to get a good look at the scene of the crime. He turned and handed Teddy his business card "You call this number and you ask for Felix next time you need a ride, yeah? Twenty dollars, I give you discount 'cause I like you two."

Without arguing, Teddy took the card and gave him what he asked, insisting he should keep the change, mainly because he'd definitely be seeing Felix again in the near future if he couldn't find a car in the next twenty four hours. The two rushed to go and find Jeanne as Teddy uttered a few quick Thank you's on their way out.

It certainly looked like nothing from the outside. Just a whole bunch of police and detectives in an empty field. Hosah almost doubted the urgency of it all, until a familiar face appeared in-front of them.

"Fifteen bodies. Can you believe that? Fifteen? All in one plot, lined up shoulder to shoulder." Jeanne's voice shook as he described what all the officers were stood looking at.

The plot of land they'd all huddled around was way too small to fit even half of a regular sized body, they'd had to all been shifters.

Jeanne continued, seemingly unsure of what he was about to say, "The officers were just cruising around after someone had called talking about a suspicious guy walking around with a miniature shovel. Like, the flower planting kind, anyway, they caught him digging something up, and when they came out to ask him what was up, he ran." He could barely string along what he wanted to say, Hosah didn't think he'd ever seen him so stressed, or even showing so much emotion at all.

"There weren't any shifter paramedics available as soon as possible, the last of the bodies must've been killed.. I don't know, barely a few minutes before they'd spotted him. If you'd have been here when we got here, might've had a shot.. Nevermind. I- Yeah. Just, don't stress yourself out about it."

Oh. That guilty feeling rushed straight to Hosah's head, he couldn't tell if he could see, or hear, or even breathe. If he'd have been here. If none of the past week had ever happened, there could've been one less body. Hosah knew getting hung up on 'what ifs' was pointless, but it was the fact Jeanne had said it that cemented the thought into his mind. If he could've been here, he could've done something.

It certainly wouldn't have been the first time he'd taken the role of paramedic, and hell, he'd even been successful on the rare off chance, but that's what stung so badly about it all. Even if he gave it his all and failed, at least he had the fact he tried his hardest to cushion his fall. But he wasn't there, he couldn't have tried, and it was all too late now.

So clouded in his own guilt and selfishness, Hosah couldn't hear Teddy's pleas to just say something, anything. Anything that would tell him he was still, at least on a physical level, alive and well. The ringing in his ears was far too loud, and his vision far too blurred, even his heart in his throat prevented him from making a sound.

The tiny man blinked, snapping back into reality,

"Hosah, Hosah, hey-" Teddy's voice was panicked now, although there was no reason to be really, it's not like his boss could've died in the minute or so he spent wallowing in the pocket. "Hosah. You're crying."

"What? No, no I'm," he felt for his face, realising there were in fact tears streaming down his face. "Shit, ah, I am," Hosah had to laugh, or he'd probably start sobbing for real.

"He's wrong, you know. I took a look at the photos, and, looks to me like the fifteenth body bled to death. I- Well, I don't really wanna sit and describe it, but, you know," the assistant blabbered on, trying to find any minor detail that'd bring comfort to the disheveled man in his pocket. That didn't really matter to him, though, he didn't want to hear logic, he just wanted to drown in sorrow for a while.

-~-

The rest of the day was a blur. Hosah was all too caught up in his own head to really know what was going on around him. He sat once again on his assistants desk, pacing from one end of the paper to the other, reading body number #15's report until he could recite it from memory. Young girl, barely an adult, unidentified but matches description of a recently missing person.

He pulled his hair and scratched at his face, but that didn't change her fate. Teddy seemed to be right, upon close inspection to the pictures, there were decently wide piercings through the palms of both her hands. Hosah was no forensic pathologist, but that seemed enough to do the trick if left long enough. It made him sick to look at the pictures, whoever did this must've thought themselves to be some kind of artistically edgy try hard. Kneeled over the stack of files, notes and photographs, the detective scoffed to himself.

This wasn't artistic, this wasn't beautiful in any regard. None of these fifteen people had any interest in dying, they were just accessible and easy enough to use for whatever sick message this individual was trying to put out.

"Still looking over these?" The voice seemed to appear out of nowhere, making Hosah practically jump to his feet. Jeanne always had a way of emerging out of thin air when he'd least expect it.

He cleared his throat in an attempt to brush off his surprise, "Yeah, you know how it is."

The two sat in the quiet of the practically empty office for a few seconds. It had already gotten dark outside, and Teddy had wandered off to get coffee a good while ago by now.

"Mm, I'm sorry I told you , that, earlier. We were all stressed out, my brain went, I wasn't thinking straight. It's not your fault." Jeanne had leant down close to the surface of the cluttered desk.

The shrunken man just shrugged, too exhausted, both mentally and physically, to argue about it. "I get it. It's fine. I know not to get worked up about that kind of stuff." He lied, he really didn't know not to linger on the possibilities, what could've become of everyone he had the chance of saving.

"You might have a little body, but you have a big heart. Big, bleeding heart. You're empathetic, and you can't let this job take that away from you. You know, I wish I could feel like you seem to do." These kinds of sweet words meant a lot coming from someone Hosah had looked up to for so long.

Jeanne had always been the 'cool older cousin he so desperately wanted to be like when he grew up' type of figure. A mentor, someone that stuck up for him and helped him out. Honestly, the pair didn't really know much about each other and their pasts, but they didn't need to. They didn't even need to be anywhere near each other to know all it'd take was a call, and they'd be there.

The, lack of, response from Hosah seemed to make his superior nervous, "I worded that really weirdly, but you get what I'm talking about."

"Thanks. Don't overthink it, I get what you meant in the moment and I get what you're saying now." Well, he understood the sentiment at least. What he didn't really get was how one could feel in the same way as himself, was it not normal to experience every emotion as if it took over your entire body and mind? Weird. Hosah was aware he wasn't the most Average Joe, but he thought he at least had the same inner works that made up every human.

"Well," Jeanne stood to his full height, which wasn't too substantial, but still towered above Hosah's, "Don't be hanging around too late. I'm not sure Edward will appreciate it."

And just as quickly as he came, the illusive detective disappeared into the dimly lit maze of hallways. Although he could've sat and stared at the case file for another minute or so, staring at the empty space where Jeanne stood just a few moments ago seemed more productive. Besides, he worried if he stared back down, he'd fall straight to sleep right then and there.

Familiar footsteps approached, shaking Hosah's attention toward the opposite direction. Teddy was back with coffee and a singular bottle-cap. Eugh. The shifter knew all too well what this meant. Suddenly he felt as though he had been transported into the kinds of romance dramas his mom would watch back home, sweet and shy girl-next-door shrinks and is found by her dashing and mysterious boy crush, and only a true loves kiss can return her to normal. He wasn't actually sure how the two correlated, but it seemed to be a common enough trope to be laughable.

The assistants voice was hushed as he profusely apologised for taking so long, sitting back down in his seat and preparing a portion of the hot drink for Hosah.

"We're even now, you make me coffee, I make you one," Teddy wheeled his chair up closer, taking the first sip for himself.

Hosah couldn't tell if it was the sleep deprivation that made him laugh, or just the overall stupidity in the statement. Either way, he could use the caffeine. He'd already spent far too long trying to forget about the fact he'd let a few tears slip back earlier in the day, falling asleep on the commute home would be the ultimate loss of pride he had for himself, and any respect his assistant held for him.

Looking into the small sea of black coffee before him, the shifter realised just how disheveled he looked. Damn. Mental note taken, see a doctor immediately. Realising the fact he could barely keep his eyes open, Hosah took that as a sign he should probably drink up now too. There was just something about a bottle-cap full of coffee being so difficult to lift that was particularly embarrassing. Worried his shaky arms might slip, potentially ending up with a piping hot liquid burning at his skin, Hosah hurried to finish as quickly as possible. Luckily, partaking in such a mundane activity such as sharing a drink with a coworker didn't result in a disaster.

Focusing on something else in the room was a good idea. The tiny man's eyes nosied around his surroundings before landing on the digital clock to his right. God, almost ten o' clock already.

"We should head back now. It's getting late." Hosah stood to his full height, ready to be chauffeured via pocket all the way home. 

By now, he was very much tired of the pocket, and the subway station, and of his entire existence. The process of back and forth every day was getting increasingly boring. There was no fun in being cramped up in a stuffy coat all day.

Fortunately, the fact Hosah was slipping in and out of consciousness the whole way home made the journey much more bearable, although the falling feeling and the jolting awake so often became increasingly annoying after the third or fourth time.

He couldn't really care about dignity right now, just the fact he was able to sleep at all given the repeated mental beatings he'd received just in one day. This kind of job was bad for his health, high stress causes higher chances of being stuck at his shrunken height, or so that's what his doctor theorised. Most shifters had a cause for their shifting. Strong emotions, high stress situations, imbalance in hormones, underlying diseases, but Hosah, after years of bi-weekly checkups, had no excuse.

Hosah's shifting was a total mystery. There wasn't a single thing in the book he hadn't tried to get himself under control. Medication, therapy, monitoring his diet and his heart rate, hell, he'd even been hypnotised once, but his height changed were so sporadic, they couldn't be predicted in the slightest. In fact, the only commonality in it all was that stupid dream.

On the topic of dreaming, the pocket-sized detective was shrugged awake by the rustling of keys against the fabric of which he leaned against. Home at last.

A sudden urge to stay stiff had taken over the tiny body, although he was awake, something inside of him refused to let him move. Even when Teddy gave a little sing-song 'We're home' , the shifter couldn't find it in him to budge.

Despite the fact regular, fully conscious Hosah will hate himself for it in the future, current sleepy Hosah just wanted to be held and carried all the way to bed. This wasn't like him, being touched, no less by Teddy, was not something he particularly enjoyed, but here he was, heavy lidded and drowsily smiling to himself as the gentle fingers wrapped around his waist.

Still in his work clothes and boots, Teddy set down the tiny form down on his sheetless futon. In his best attempt to make a quick and seamless exit , Teddy could barely get out a ‘see you tomorrow’ before being confronted by the scene in front of him;

“Don’t go, please” If the Hosah with half of a mind could hear himself right now, he’d be immensely disappointed in what he’s become.

There was no way in the world Teddy could ever say no to that request.

He’d never felt his heart beat so fast as he awkwardly leant back to lay besides the impossibly small man lounging by the side of himself. Despite the fact he could definitely use the sleep, Teddy didn’t mind spending this time lying awake praying he didn’t accidentally roll over on-top of his co-worker.

Trying not to even make the slightest sound, Teddy twisted his body toward where Hosah lay. There he was, fast asleep surely enough. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen the man so peaceful, his eyebrow no longer furrowed as his body curled up, knees to his chest and arm folded the bottom of his face.

Teddy had secretly thought it many times before, but the man he’d carried around his pocket the last week was, in fact ,extremely beautiful. The first thing he’d noticed was Hosah’s big brown iris’ that made him look like a deer or something of the sort, then his high cheekbones and sharp jaw, now it was just how pretty he looked in such a serene state.

He was barely able to contain himself, his face from curling up into a smile as he watched the tiny chest rise and fall. That was another thing Teddy had found so beautiful about him, Hosah was just so small, the only thing he could think when he saw him this way was just how much the man looked like a little doll, the big eyes, the soft face despite having such sharp features, the detective just had an air of gracefulness that Teddy had only associated with the rococo style found in paintings.

For a moment, Teddy wondered what his boss would look like if he got an adequate amount of sleep and learnt how to shave properly. It already took a lot of will power to hold back from doing anything that could be humiliating or emasculating for the little guy. Such as, calling him things like that to his face. Teddy was just glad he was asleep so he didn’t have to witness just how badly his assistant was swooning over him. He’d already had to contain himself to an extortionate amount when Hosah had come up with such a cute nickname for him, now this was just too much to handle.

There had to be some kind of way to avoid getting these workplace crushes, but Teddy had already fallen too deep into it by now, and there was no shaking this one off it seemed.

[zylophie]

hihi! i’d like to request for a mafuyu x reader (can be either romantic or platonic) where the two are close childhood friends + they comfort and look out for each other

please feel free to ignore/delete this request! thank youuu

Childhood Friends

↳ Where reader and Mafuyu are close even when far.

♬ x/modmafuyu is typing...

↻Hello Anon~ This was a really cute request ehe, hopefully this writing is to your liking~ 𝅘𝅥𝅮

Just for context:

[e/c] - eye color

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■ Contents: Fluff [Platonic/Romantic]

► ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Mafuyu Asahina

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PIT PAT

PITTER PATTER

A young girl was seen walking through the rain without an umbrella. Raindrops splashing onto her shoulders and head as she continued walking down the street without any care.

'..I need to head home' The girl thought, however her body did not move as she continued to stood in the rain as more drops splash on her, leaving her completely soaked.

'.. What am I doing..' She tried to forcefully move her legs into the direction of where her 'home' is, her mother must be worried sick especially since it was pouring heavily that day.

Due to the girl's dismay, her legs did not want to follow her commands. As she stood in the rain, alone, pondering on what to do next.

Only to feel the splatter of the rain on her head and shoulders coming to a halt.

"..Mafuyu?"

Mafuyu then turned her head around to see who was calling her name. It was familiar and not at the same time, however the case, she needed to put her 'good girl' persona back up again.

As she turned, she saw a familiar [e/c] orbs staring at her with curiosity, before beaming into a smile.

"Mafuyu! It really is you.. It's been so long since I've seen you." As they went and hugged her.

..Only why did it feel so stiff and cold? As the other person let go of Mafuyu.

"Ah.. Uhm, sorry to say this, but.. Who are you?" As Mafuyu took another look at them. It felt so familiar yet so unfamiliar to her.

"Ehh?! Well I guess it's because we haven't seen each other in years. Take another guess~"

As Mafuyu looked closely inspecting every detail on this person. Looking at their silhouette and how they said they haven't seen each other in years, it only could be..

"[name]?" As Mafuyu looked a little hesitant before blurting out their name.

"Oh? Finally remember me?!" As the other person looked really content on Mafuyu getting it right.

"Ah, I didn't know you would be back [name]. You didn't really send me a text about it."

"I wanted to surprise you~ Though it took you some time to figure out who I was."

"Ahaha.. Sorry, how was your studies abroad?"

As [name] was about to respond to that question..

ZZT! ZZT!

"A..ah, sorry [name], give me a moment."

As Mafuyu took out her phone, she was a little hesitant on reading the message. Only to appear a little bit.. Terrified?

"Mafuyu? Are you alright?" [name] asked, looking concerned.

"Ah.. Yep! I'm fine.."

However before Mafuyu could reply she was on her way home, [name] gently gripped on her arm a little to prevent her from sending the message.

"I heard there was a nice cafe around here.. Mind showing me around? We could catch up in the meantime as well" giving Mafuyu a smile, although it felt reassuring to Mafuyu for some reason.

".. Sure. I could show you around and I would love to catch up as well" as Mafuyu put her phone away into her pocket, as she started walking. Only for [name] to grab her hand.

"..?"

"Ahaha, don't mind me, I get lost easily" [name] said. As they slowly began rubbing Mafuyu's hand as they walk.

Although Mafuyu doesn't realised it, she has gotten way too quiet for her 'good girl' persona and both were walking in comfortable silence.

⋘ At the cafe ⋙

"Here we are [name]. This is one of the best cafes I know around the area." Mafuyu said before stepping in with [name] following suit.

"Woah.. Its appearance on the inside is pretty cute."

"Hehe, probably because it is quite late already.."

Just as Mafuyu was about to leave the building, [name] grabbed her arm.

"I hope you don't mind but could we have a chat over some tea? I know it's late but I'll really like to talk with you since it has been years."

"...Sure" As they both went and sat near a table as [name] started ordering some items.

"How long will you be staying here [name]? Since you are studying overseas."

"Actually I'm back for good! I wanted to ask if it was alright if we could hang out more? Just like the olden days~!"

"Ah, I'd love t-"

BZZZT BZZZT

"..Give me a moment." As Mafuyu dug out her phone to read her messages. Her face was scrunched up a little before she could type out a reply, a hand was placed on top of her phone.

"I don't mean to be rude.. However, if it is fine. Could I answer the message?" You asked, hoping Mafuyu would comply.

Mafuyu nodded her head as she let go of her cellphone so you could take it over to your side.

---------------------Mom----------------------

Mom: Mafuyu? Are you coming home now?

Mafuyu: In a moment. I'm busy showing my friend around

Mom: Please hurry up, it's raining. I don't want you to catch a cold. You don't want to make mom worry, right?

Mom: ..Mafuyu?

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Just as [name] had expected. It was her mom, at least they could try and do something about it now.

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Mafuyu: Sorry, this is [name], do you remember me, Mrs Asahina?

Mom: Ah it's Mafuyu's friend who went overseas. I take that you're with Mafuyu now?

Mafuyu: Yep! She has been a great help with giving me a small tour.

Mafuyu: However, could I make a request?

Mom: Oh? What is it?

Mafuyu: Could you let Mafuyu come over to my place anytime? Since you know I studied overseas, I would be able to teach Mafuyu a lot of things regarding her academics!

Mom: Hmm.. What days would it be?

Mafuyu: I should be flexible anytime, it's mostly when Mafuyu is free! Also, I am going to go to prep school to get a medical degree in the future. I think this will be beneficial to Mafuyu.

Mom: Okay, I'll leave Mafuyu in your care.

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'It worked?!' [name] was a little surprised but was glad it worked out in the end. After years of studying overseas really paid off.

"Hey Mafuyu, you're coming to hang out with me at my place after school tomorrow~!"

"...?"

Romantic Ending - [Optional to read]

"Whew~ the food was really well made. We should come here more often Fuyu~!"

"..Fuyu?"

"It's just a little nickname I made up~ cute isn't it?!"

"..Mm I guess so"

"It's pretty late, you should get going now Fuyu, I'll see you tomorrow then"

"Ah right.. See you tomorrow [name]"

As Mafuyu smiled and waved [name] goodbye before turning around to walk home.

Bzzt bzzt!

This time the buzzing phone was not Mafuyu's but yours. You quickly open up to see your friend messaging you.

-----------------------Friend------------------------

Friend: How did the 'date' go?

[Name]: It went well! I got to see her again! ..and her smile.

Friend: I just don't get why you want to see her smile so badly to the point of sacrificing your dreams..

[Name]: It's because I love her..

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[creative-kny-fics]

Hello! Could you do

Switches: Sanemi, Nezuko, Tanjiro?

Sure! I dont see why not! (Sorry for the delay...I've been trying to move forward with other projects)

Switches: Sanemi Shinazugawa, Tanjiro Kamado and Nezuko Kamado

The Kamado siblings' mission seemed to be complicated. That mission? Well, let's let Giyuu explain it!

'Tomioka-San! Good morning... What's happening? You looks..'

'Hmm? Oh no! Calm down Tanjiro! It's just that I recently spoke to Shinazugawa, he seemed upset, not with me of course, but he asked me not to see him for the rest of the day to avoid any shouting or insults on his part', mhm, Sanemi had returned to being the same angry chihuahua always.

But don't worry, Nezuko and Tanjiro were definitely not going to let Shinazugawa be upset, so they went to his estate and knocked on the door insistently even though Shinazugawa had told them to leave from the first knock.

'Bloody hell! What part of what-?!'

'Sa-Sanemi!', Nezuko hugged Sanemi, it seemed he had no choice but to let them pass and apologize for the misunderstanding. 'Shinazugawa-San! We brought you ohagi! We passed by and wanted to come and say hello! How are you doing?'

'Good. And thank you, I guess... Sorry for yelling at you earlier, I wasn't in the mood', Sanemi apologized as Nezuko put her head on his lap and smiled.

Sanemi couldn't get angry with them, he wasn't capable after all, they were like his children now. 'Hmmm, why are you lying? I can smell that you are sad and angry. Has something happened?'

'No. Stop getting into my life Kamado', oh oh, I think Sanemi forgot that Nezuko can't stand it when someone talks bad to her older brother.

Sanemi still doesn't understand how, but Nezuko quickly started digging hard into his armpits. 'Don't talk like that about my brother!'

'Nezuko! Be careful! Shinazugawa can-', nope, Nezuko was going to accept the risks, but Sanemi was going to regret it, he would regret it

'Kahamahado gihirl! Why ahare yohou dohoing thahat?!'

'You treated my oni-chan badly! I'm not going to allow it! Tanjiro! Help me!', well, in that situation anyone would have doubted how Tanjiro could get his way as he could receive Sanemi's revenge.

But for his sister, Tanjiro accepts any risk and with a smile he sat behind Sanemi, finding a sweet spot that Tomioka had always told him about. 'KAHAHAMAHAHADO!! WHAHAHAT?! HOHOW?! GEHEHET OHOHOFF!!'

'Nezuko! Here!' 'Understood!'

Sanemi would definitely kill Tomioka for revealing that point. Nobody was supposed to know! But almost everyone knew it! Almost everyone knew that the space between Sanemi's armpits and ribs was a place that would make him scream and make him roll on the floor like a child.

However, he wasn't going to be able to do it, he wasn't planning on showing that childish side to both of them! It was humiliating!

'Hahaha! Shinazugawa-San! You... Are you rolling on the floor?'

'SHUHUHUT UHUHUP!! STAHAHAP!! YOHOU'RE GOHONNA REGREHEHET IHIHIT!! WHAHAHAT!? NOHOHO!! NEHEZUHUKO!! NOHOT THEHERE!', looks like Nezuko found another sweet spot hehehe.

Don't worry, Sanemi didn't get tickled for a long time, they both knew they had to stop when Sanemi started hiccuping and snorting.

'Nohohot a sihihingle word ahabohohut thihis...To anyohone...', they both laughed but promised that this would only remain between the 3 of them.

Mission accomplished! They had managed to make Sanemi's bad mood go away!

Now, next mission: Escape from Shinazugawa!

'And where do you think you're going?!', ehh, I think they couldn't accomplish that mission.

Sanemi quickly stood up and sat both brothers on his lap, tickling Tanjiro in his armpits and Nezuko in her waist.

'NOHOHO!! SAHAHENEHEMI-SAHAHAN!! NOHOT THERE!!' 'Ehehehe! Nohoho! Wahahait!! Eahahaha!!'

'You tickled me together! Now work together to free yourself!', well, let's hope that them manage to free yourself or that someone comes to their rescue

[deeptrashwitch]

Meeting and doodles (secondary timeline)

"Hey, Davey, are you free?" Samantha asked to his friend when he finished his photo session.

"Just finished, what do you need, Sammy?" David asked as he started to put down his camera.

"I have to go to a military base near here, I want you to come with me." She said with a shrug.

"A military- Why on earth did you need to go there?!"

"I need to go get something and to see someone."

"Ah, you're going to drool over the dude from last time? The block with a mask?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"David! Shut up!" Sam shouted all blushed.

"Seriously, Cohen, I don't understand what you saw in that guy, but I'll go anyway."

She just grumbled in response, but soon they were driving to the military base Sam needed to go. David, in the other hand, simply was drawing on his sketchbook surprisingly steady despite being on a moving car. He hummed while he draw, sometimes looking at the roads outside of Washington and doodling a bit of the trees and the river.

"So, a base near Washington, something I should know?" David asked without looking at Samantha

"We're going to the base where a Task Force is staying, a British one." Sam said with a hum.

"Okay, and why did you ask me to come?"

"Hmm? Oh, I wanted you to meet someone...and I'm the one that drives always."

"...Fair enough."

They arrived shortly after and the car was checked for anything that could be forbidden, and they had to wait for a while until they had permission to enter. When they hopped off the car, a man was already for them and Sam smiled warmly at him. David scoffed with a mocking smile when he noticed his friend expression, and simply looked at the man...he seemed decent and since Sam was happy, all good apparently. Also, he stayed aside while he saw how unconsciously the both of them went a bit soft talking to each other, especially the man as far as he can tell.

"Wow, I never expected to see the L.t like that." A man said arriving, which called David's attention.

"That's the Lieutenant of this place?" David asked surprised.

"Ehh, not of this base, but it's my Lieutenant." The man said with a shrug. "But what's a civilian doing here exactly?"

"I came with her." He said with a shrug, pointing at Samantha.

"So you're the one Ghost wanted me to meet?"

David raised an eyebrow. "Ghost?"

"His nickname." He said pointing at Ghost.

"Huh, a bit dramatic, huh?"

"The mask speaks for itself." The man joked, then extending his hand. "I guess that since they wanted us to meet, I should introduce myself. Sergeant John MacTavish, at your service, you can call me Soap."

David smiled and shook his hand. "David Cooper, pleasure to meet you, Sergeant."

Soon they looked where the other two were, just to notice they were already gone.

"...Seriously, Sammy?" David murmured with a sigh.

"Sammy?" John asked curious.

"Samantha, I call her Sammy, you get it."

"Ah, I see." He said with a chuckle. "Well, at least I know Ghost is pretty much responsable, so probably they just went to get something and talk."

"Then this goes for long, Sam speaks a lot."

"And Ghost's a good listener, so...we need to find something to do meanwhile."

David raised an eyebrow. "Don't you have duties or something?"

Soap nodded with a smirk. "That'd be the case, but I'm quick enough to finish everything correctly and quickly."

"I envy you, y'know?"

Then David sat against a wall to take out his sketchbook and start drawing the buildings, and Soap seemed interested in that. Soon he sat beside the civilian, peeking over the sketchbook with interest. David smiled and let him see, noticing John was also murmuring something.

"Something's wrong?" David asked.

"Ah, I was just wondering how long you've been drawing, you're really talented."

"Oh, well...I learned when I was young, then perfected it during college."

"Are you an artist?"

"I guess I qualify like it, I'm a photographer."

"That makes sense." Soap said, nodding. "Honestly, it's great to see it, it looks so realistic. Thanks for letting me look, by the way."

"You're welcome, and by the way, do you draw too? You seemed to be murmuring something about the style of my draws..."

John nodded with a smile. "I do draw as well, as a hobbie. I don't have exactly a title or anything, but I have talent."

"Nice." David said with a chuckle.

They started to speak a bit, at first on a friendly manner. Surprisingly, soon it kinda became flirty as they kept speaking for a while leaning against the wall. Especially David was focused on the Scottish man as he started a new doodle with calm. At some point, he smiled and looked at him.

"You could be a great model, y'know?" David said with a chuckle.

"What?" Soap asked confused.

"For real, you're quite handsome and you could make a great model for my photo shoots."

Soap blinked surprised and chuckled. "Well, that's quite the compliment, huh? But I have to decline."

"May I ask why?"

"Safety, mostly. There's no way I can make myself so notorious, it would put...many things of mine in danger." Soap explained with a bit of mistery.

"A family, I assume?"

"More like my life."

David sighed and nodded. "I see, I can't blame you...but it still a shame, you could've been quite popular."

"Haven't you thought of being the model yourself? You're a good-looking lad as well."

"I would, but someone has to take the pictures and I'll be damned if I have to leave my camera to someone else!"

Soap laughed, and then they saw how Sam and Ghost came outside again, which made them share a smirk. Anyway, David simply closed his sketchbook and stood up, offering his hand to help the Sergeant. Soon they were walking towards those two, still chatting among themselves. And when they were near enough, they could notice how Samantha and Ghost shared a knowing look for a second.

"Why the look to you dark knight, Sammy?" David asked with a side smile.

"No reason, Davey. But I assume you got along with the Sergeant?" She asked with calm.

"Quite," he said with a smirk, "have you enjoyed your private time with your Lieutenant?"

"Shut up, you idiot."

Meanwhile, Ghost looked at Soap with a raised eyebrow hidden behind his baclava. "Good chit chat, Johnny?"

"You can say that, L.t." Soap said with a shrug. "Interesting one, you know."

"The man or the chatting?"

"A bit of both, I guess."

Soon it was time for the two civilians to go away, so Samantha hugged slightly the Lieutenant while her friend chuckled on the background. On the other hand, Soap offered his hand to David with a smile.

"It was good to meet you."

David shook his hand with a charming smile. "Likewise, Soap, and hey! The offer of being my model still up!"

"I still refuse, but thanks for the offer." Soap said with a smirk. "You'll have to find someone else, bonnie."

"Bonnie?" David asked confused. "What does that mean?"

Samantha chimmed in. "He's calling you beautiful, you moron!"

"Oh...OH!" David exclaimed before laughing. "Sorry, sorry, my bad."

"Don't worry, anyway, see you around hopefully." Soap said with a chuckle.

"Why don't you call me instead?" David said as he extended a piece of paper with his number. "We can talk later, Sergeant~"

Then Samantha and him walked back to the car, and drove away in silence. For a while they said nothing before Sam side-eyed David a bit weirded out.

"What did I just witness before?" She asked.

"Me flirting with the Sergeant you and your boyfriend introduced me to." He said with a hum.

"No shit, Sherlock. I mean, why you looked like you found your muse?"

David just took out his sketchbook again and continued to work on the doodle he was making of Soap, smiling as he worked on his eyes. "No reason."

"I call bullshit."

"...Sammy."

"Yeah?"

"Shut up already."

[thewiglesswonder]

for the ask game:

protoform heist and story for viceglide and posthaste

(btw i love your ocs and would commit atrocities for posthaste)

One of my favorite carrier-creation duos! (and you're too kind, truly. <3)

Mae had always maintained that a bitlet's processor was the most ravenous thing for new information in the universe (aside from herself), and Viceglide was inclined to take her word for it.

When Posthaste had grown past the point of needing to be around them to drink in their ambient spark energy, that wasn't gonna stop them from bringing him around with them. He curled up in his sire's cockpit when she worked, and Viceglide, lacking such natural creation-holders as she, made do with this servos.

He had big red optics and pupils that flickered online nanokliks after waking up, which Viceglide guessed made sense, considering that he was trying to understand as much as possible about the mixed-up galaxy they'd shoved him into. He tried to make up for it by explaining things.

"Blaster," he enunciated, aiming with his right and balancing his creation on the other hip. "Shot," as he performed the action.

Posthaste's first vocalized word, beyond the beeps and clicks he'd come online making, was nothing particularly funny or egregious. It had been "creo," the bittten-off version of "creator" directed at them both, but it still didn't fail to make Viceglide's throat close up.

After that, armed with a semi-functioning vocalizer, Posthaste's curiosity had gotten a lot more pointed.

"How?" he asked one day, out of the blue. They were at target practice, and he sat with his legs dangling over the side of a crate.

"How what?" Viceglide asked, sinking a bullseye.

"Howidyou get me?"

Hm. Well, it was a pretty fair question. Hasty was the only little-little guy on the ship.

"We had to steal you," he said, turning around, "well. Half of you." Blam. It sounded like he'd hit the target.

His creation made a questioning little bweep, and tilted his head.

"We could make your spark— me and your sire, that is— but we didn't have this." Viceglide walked over fully, holstered, reached out, and Posthaste put his small servo in his. "Your frame. We had to go steal your protoform to get all of you."

"Steal?"

"Ehh..." how to explain this one, "take something that doesn't belong to you. We can get to the intricacies of how and from who and such later. But it was a wild heist, Autobots firing on us left and right—" He scooped Posthaste up with a spin, and his creation giggled, "I covered your sire as we fought our way to the holding bay, the clock was ticking, time was running out—!"

He lowered his face and puffed air through Posthaste's vents, earning a peal of laughter.

"We had to use all our tricks," he said, "but we got out with you."

[closedrop]

Okay now that I’ve thoroughly processed the ending of Crisis Core, I have some thoughts

- I’m kinda upset that I was wrong about what was gonna go down because honestly I would’ve found it really interesting to see like the mako reactor blow up(?) is that what happened in Gongaga? And then Zack have to see that happen or something. It’s alright though I can deal without it ig…

- I didn’t actually realize Genesis liked poetry (cough cough LOVELESS) when I got my first impression of him and said “he seems like he’s into poetry so that’s a plus” and then when I realized I was right that was really funny.

-Speaking of Genesis liking LOVELESS he HAS to have read that book more times than anyone else imaginable. It’s just not possible for anyone to have read LOVELESS more than he has. Simply impossible. You can’t do it.

- I am still a big fan of all the little details that cause the future in Crisis Core, like Aerith’s bow and her dress too, Zack’s limit break, Zack helping name 7th heaven. And even foreshadowing like LOVELESS, because especially in Act I where it says “Three friends go into battle. One gets captured, one flies away, and the one that is left becomes a hero.” (Even though the game touches on this a little where Rothy and Genny discuss it) it can clearly reflect onto the fates of Angeal, Genesis, and Sephiroth. Although Sephiroth in his and Genesis’ discussion of Act I says that Genesis is welcome to have the role of hero it is actually he who becomes the hero I believe? That or he’s the one who flies away. It’s unclear to me because there can be multiple interpretations but here’s my take basically. *Ahem*

Scenario 1: Rothy is the Hero because he’s the only one from the AGS that appears in FFVII so hence “the one that is left” and he’s known AS A HERO before he kinda goes mad and kills a bunch of people. And that makes Genesis the one who flies away, this could be evidenced by how he is a deserter who worked with Hollander to try and stop the degradation orrr something like that but yeah.

Scenario 2: Genny is the Hero because of how Sephiroth and Angeal both died technically (idk the lore is weird there, Sephiroth like died but then he came back to life in FFVII because he was preserved or something?? I forgot- anyways-) this makes him the one remaining though, and Rothy flies away, as in he dies I guess. And also in the cutscene where he gets thrown with the masamune or something I guess he kinda like willingly throws himself down there using his singular wing (iirc) so that could be interpreted as flying away.

And Angeal… ehh let’s not dwell on it and say “being captured” just means he like kinda was killed by Zack or something. Sorry this kinda turned into my interpretation of LOVELESS mb

- IIRC Genesis basically created the idea for Banora white apple juice? Which is insane to me because how did nobody think of this before him?? Like, what’s with this child inventing apple juice? Let’s go?? I guess??? Good on him???

- I literally watched Zack go through the stages of grief throughout the whole game like at first iirc was like whaaat? SOLDIER and Shinra wouldn’t do this, naaaaah. Then it was how could they do this??! And just cover it up too!?? For why! And after that it was, him like (iirc) begging Cissnei to let him and Cloud go on since they didn’t do nothing but escape from testing that Hojo was putting them through in those test tube thingies. After this Zack is all depressed (not like he wasn’t before but he is super depressed now) because he feels like one, he can’t save anyone, and two, like he’s just been living a lie (especially after finding out about Lazard’s betraying Shinra), after that he continues to be tested on what he believes in choosing to in the end not to back to Shinra and instead protect Cloud then finally accepting his fate and knowing that the price of freedom is steep (haha reference TvT) and goes in to fight that whole army I guess which he most likely knows is going to get him killed, but he fights anyway for his freedom. And yeah that’s the stages of grief. You got Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, “testing” apparently according to Google, and then acceptance.

- This game made me like Sephiroth “Rothy” Sephiroth a little bit more than FFVII did because I got to see the side of him that shows before he’s lost to the madness. It’s interesting especially when you realize he is how he is in FFVII because he’s found out what made him. Poor guy 😔

- The probability of the “Silver elite” Sephiroth fan club being run by any of Angeal, Sephiroth, or Genesis is really high, especially when you consider the fact that they have information that nobody outside of those people would have. And the “never before seen” photos of Sephiroth/“photos that only not your average fan” could see. That information being though, the part about the training room and how apparently they’d like shoot an apple off the head of one of em. (Thin k it was Rothy slicing an apple offa Genny’s head? IIRC?) if I recall, it was said that they would SNEAK to be in the training room. Implying that nobody else knew about it other than them. It’s either that or they were really bad at sneaking. But the mail from Silver Elite said something along the lines of them sneaking to the training room to use as their personal playground, and if I recall Sephiroth says something similar in his flashback, saying they’d like sneak to use it when the seconds are out. (Sorry repetitive but yeah) so either it’s run by one of them OR that chairperson is very good at getting interviews with them.

Yes I joined all the fan clubs what about it? I’m a dedicated fan of all of them. Or something like that.

Idk I probably have more thoughts but it’s late and I’m tired soooo that’s all I have for now

[cloudghoul32]

𝐀 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞- 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐈

Cardinal Copia x Female!Reader

A/N: I wrote this while listening to Through the Fire and Flames on repeat...

Summary: You were hungry one night and decided to grab a snack from the kitchen. Guess who you find there?

Word count: 1,33 words

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The hallways of the abbey were quiet at this hour. It was way past your usual bedtime, and you were tired, but you still wanted your snack from the kitchen.

You stepped into the kitchen, trying your best not to make any noise. The sound of your shoes against the cold, marble floor certainly didn't help you, though. Everything you did, you felt as if someone was watching you. You shrugged it off and tried your best not to think about it. You opened the fridge and saw a piece of pumpkin pie. You immediately grabbed it from the fridge and warmed it in the microwave, cringing at the beeping sound it made when it was done. You closed the microwave as fast as you could, hoping no one heard it.

Unfortunately, someone did hear you. You looked around before walking into the empty, dark dining room and placed the plate on the table. You sat down with a sigh, relieved you hadn't been caught. You began to peacefully eat your pie until you heard a noise coming from behind the door leading into the kitchen you were just in a few minutes ago. Your head snapped in that direction, your face turning slightly pale. Were you going to get in trouble? And what would your punishment be?

You didn't dare move. Your instincts told you to run away, hide, leave as fast as you could. But you didn't. It seemed like you were frozen in place. Then the door opened before you could decide what you could to do. You saw the Cardinal, looking just as confused as you probably did.

None of you said anything. There was an awkward tension between the two of you as you stared into each other's eyes, both a little bit terrified of what would happen next. Finally, you spoke up.

"Um... your dark eminence, I... I'm sorry, I just... um..." you tried and failed to find an excuse. You sighed. "Anyways, what are you doing here?" You knew you sounded really stupid, but you didn't want to explain to him. Copia seemed embarrassed all of a sudden. "Well, I, eh, I went to find something for... my rats." He looked at the pie on the table. "Are you going to eat that?" he asked. You smiled slightly. "Um... I don't know, I kind of lost my appetite. But you can have it," you said, offering it to him. The cardinal blushed profusely. "What? R-Really? Grazie, Sorella!" Copia took the plate and the spoon and started eating it. You didn't bother telling him you already put the spoon in your mouth. He didn't need to hear that, he was embarrassed enough.

"So why are you here again?" Copia said through mouthfuls. You chuckled softly. "It's a... a dumb reason, really, I just wanted something to eat." You looked down at your lap and fidgeted with your hands nervously. Copia smiled. "Me too. I didn't want to tell you because... because it's stupid. My rats have already eaten dinner." You looked at each other and burst out laughing. It was only when you realized how loud the two of you were being that you calmed down. "You know, we shouldn't even be here," you said. "So be quiet." Copia nodded. "I know. That's why I was surprised to see anyone else here. I was just going to grab a... ehh... whatever I found in the kitchen, but I saw your pie, and I couldn't help myself," he chuckled.

You and Copia spent about half an hour talking and laughing about things like best friends. You found out how easy it was to talk to him, and how comfortable he seemed to be around you.

That's when you remembered.

Terzo had said to you that in order for you to become at least good friends, he had to learn to grow comfortable with you. He was right. It already felt like Copia was your best friend or something. Ever since you joined the Clergy, people have tried to avoid you. They didn't like you for some reason. It frustrated you that you had no idea what you did, yet people acted as if you had some deep, dark secret that had leaked somehow and everyone knew now. But Copia was different. You thought he might be the nicest man in the entire ministry. Of course you had Terzo, but he was popular and practically everyone was friends with him.

"Really? I just found it in the fridge. I think it was the last slice," you said. "I have no idea whose it is." Both you and Copia started giggling at the thought of someone coming to the fridge, opening it, expecting their pie, and finding nothing. "Oh, you're a mischievous one, I see," Copia grinned, earning a smirk from you too.

Just then you heard footsteps coming from the hallway. Both you and Copia jumped up from your seats and ran from the kitchen, almost tripping over your own feet. Neither one of you wasted a second getting the hell out of there. Anything would be better than being caught disobeying the curfew.

Eventually you stopped running and reached your room. You sighed with relief, glad that no one saw you. Copia was out of breath too, and he was muttering something about needing to work out more or something.

"That was fun," you said. Copia groaned. "For you, maybe," he breathed, making you giggle.

Once he caught his breath, you said good night to him and closed the door. You were happy. You were happy that you made a friend. More specifically, your crush. Maybe one day our new friendship will turn into something else, you thought. Way in the far future.

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Copia nearly skipped to his room. His heart, too, was filled with joy and hope. It was hard for him to believe he had made a friend on his first day here. It had always been very difficult for people to like him, and when they did, they still usually didn't talk to him. But you! Oh, Y/N, you were a miracle to him. When he saw you in the kitchen, his heart leaped. He remembered you from your meeting in the morning when he arrived. How sweet you were, how adorable. He was in love.

"Cardinal."

The old man turned around to see Sister Imperator standing behind him, arms crossed, a stern look on her face. "Eh... Seestor! Hi! Hello!" He smiled and gulped nervously. Sister couldn't get mad at him for not following the rules and not leaving his room after 8:00 because he was new. Yes, he thought. I will say that if she asks me.

But Sister had something else on her mind. "Cardinal, I see that you've made a new friend. Sister Y/N, is that right?"

There was a pause before Copia said quietly, "Si, Sister. That's right." He couldn't bring himself to look her in the eyes. It had always been a problem for him, ever since he was a child. He had a hard time concentrating and looking at people directly when he was nervous. "She's very nice. She isn't... like other people. She treats me well." Copia hesitated to say the next part. If he told her about having a conversation with you earlier, Sister would know about him ignoring the curfew. He decided to say it anyways.

"And... ehm... I talked to her earlier." He finished with a small bow. "Well, I need to get going. Goodnight, Sister." He walked away a little faster than normal, feeling her stares burning on his back. Copia needed some rest. The day had been a long and tiring day for him, especially because he lost more than thirty minutes of sleep, and he usually didn't get much sleep at all. He hoped tomorrow would be better. Tomorrow, he decided, he was going to sit with you at breakfast and show you some of his rats afterwards.

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𖤐To be continuted𖤐