#i know he needs training but i do what i can it's my grandma's dog and for the most part i never see him i live on the second floor

[lonely--seeker]

Going on a fucking walk with my (not mine) dog that I hate (I don't) from now on because at this point I'm not entirely sure whose emotional, physical and mental health depends on it.

I need to take a picture of him because he's gotten so much bigger than last time I showed him

[xbruised-peachx]

could i get some soft gromsko hcs 🥺 sorry i keep seeing ones where hes a misogynist (untagged so it triggers me from a past relationship) and i much prefer your interpretation where he's caring but still confident

Aww 🫂🫂🫂 I'm sorry Anon, I'm actually in the same boat as you, my bad relationship ended exactly a year ago so yeah.

Everyone's allowed to have their own interpretation and all that fun stuff but I absolutely agree, I can't see him like that. Talking to my Polish friends about it, it's just not his generation and it's a very tired trope of "misogynistic, loud slavic man" they are not too happy seeing. For me, it's almost a bit of an American trope that is "loud and boisterous=asshole", which I dislike as he has multiple lines IN GAME that shows him as caring and you know... nice (ex. Czasami trzeba się poświęcić dla innych (sometimes you must sacrifice yourself for others), You're not dying yet!, Trzymać się (hold on) the surgeon is coming, I was proud to fight with you!, I am your wingman, etc). Not to mention you know... HE'S A MEDIC or at the very least "extensive medical training" as stated in his bio.

So yeah, I'll happily give you some nice, loud and proudly in love Gromsko headcanons, Anon💚

Tags: fem!reader, pure tooth rotting fluff, alcohol mention for the last point

Gromsko always has his arm around you in public. He wants the world to know how lucky he is to have you. He still has some slight guilt in his head about showing PDA from getting glares from various babcias back home, but he can't help it when he sees you, beautiful eyes looking back at him with such adoration. He has to show it back somehow.

Often, he'll just settle for hand holding (before marriage? Scandalous) as you guys walk around. He'll watch you as you interact with employees, you asking for help as his thumb runs over your knuckles, running along the back of your hand. Even if you get nervous talking to employees, his touch reminds you he's right there if you need him, and that he's more than willing to help if needed.

You getting disrespected sets him off in a whole new way. Instantly, he'll step in front, asserting his height advantage he often has, looking down at them with contempt that they would even dare speak to you like that. "Want to repeat that?" His voice coming out as low and threatening, booming around the room. When they inevitably leave you both alone, his attention goes right back to you, gently cupping your face as you look up to him as he asks if you're okay. You smile and nod, telling him a soft thank you. You can practically see his heart melt as he looks back, eyes softening and a gentle smile on his face, taking your hand and continuing like nothing happened.

Though he learned some cooking from his grandma, he has fond memories of watching Robert Makłowicz with his mom during weekends, making the recipes for dinner. When he found out Makłowicz has a YouTube channel, the two of you went on a deep dive for hours, cuddling on the couch and him translating for you when he started laughing or just said something nice, and thought it'd be nice to share. He also showed a few older clips, particularly this one of him and a dog and now the two of you have the little inside joke going "EHEHEHEHE" at small, cute things.

He often cooks for you, even wanting to take care of you like that as well. He doesn't mind the help but he takes quite a bit of pride in his cooking. He loves when you come up behind and just hug him while he's at the stove. For him, that plus you smiling as you eat a meal from him is the greatest reward.

Every injury is an emergency to him, often taking huge precautions even for little things. The house is never out of band-aids or antibiotic ointment. Even stubbing your toe will have him running out of whatever room he's in, stopping what he's doing to make sure you're okay.

He is the best to have around during the time of the month. He'll make some good iron rich foods, but still get you whatever snacks you want. He may want to take care of you physically but he knows part of health is mental too, and that he can't force something on you when you are craving something else. He makes sure heating pads are ready along with a nice comfortable spot in bed. He isn't overbearing though, as he knows sometimes you just need space. He knows that when you need him, you'll let him know. Often you have fallen asleep, head in his lap with a heated stuffed animal hugged to your chest. He'll carry you to the much more comfortable bed with ease, watching you at peace with a smile on his own face as he'd go back, cleaning up any snack wrappers in the living room, turning off any electric heating pads that might have been left on. He may join you for a nap eventually, but he'll leave you at peace for now.

Being used to waking up for the military, he wakes up before you, and he really doesn't mind. The warm glow of the sun rising as your lips are parted, gently breathing. His arm around you, he can feel the gentle rise and fall, your heart beat calm against him. He could look at you like this for hours, going back in forth in his head questioning how he got so lucky but also not wanting to question it, instead to just enjoy this quiet morning. Birds chirping, he wants to get up and make some coffee for you but he doesn't want to leave you in this moment... not now or ever.

He loves animals... all of them. Often, if he sees a random animal in the street, he'll call out to it instinctively in Polish, often leaving a poor hedgehog stunned in the streets, unsure what to do about this giant heading towards them. He loves going to the shelter with you, seeing big dogs go from barking to wagging their tail, wanting to get out to play, and going to cat rooms to sit for a while, playing with all the cats, young and old. Old cats flock to him like no other and he always imitates their crispy meows. Seeing him hold a kitten that easy fits in his hands, curling up into a ball as he holds it against his broad chest, gently petting its head with two of his fingers... it warms your soul.

He is a very affectionate drunk. He'll be stumbling down the streets, goofy grin on his face as he hugged on you for balance. If any even breathes in your direction, positive or negative, he'll be calling out to them, "HEJ! To moja dziewczyna... GO!" (Hey, that's my girlfriend) You often end up apologizing to whoever it is, his slurred speech being the answer for why. When you get home he'll often just keep repeating how beautiful you are while snuggled in your chest for once. Looking up at you, you see that look of disbelief in his eyes, but quickly returning to just bliss as he remembers you belong to each other. Snoring like a bear buried deep, he knows absolute comfort knowing you'll be there for each other for the inevitable hangover the next morning.

[mellowwillowy]

Heat

Childe as a wolfie in heat with *Dom?* GN!reader

MDNI, (Pervy *maso* Childe) kinda nasty but idk (spits,blood maybe 2), uhm, feet, throat.

• Page 1 (Red Riding Hood)

• Page 3 (Taken Over)

"Stop humping yourself on my leg unless you want me to ask Grandma to punish you personally, Ajax"

Childe whimpers from your threat, he can't help the mating season, and with how irresistible you are, the confined thing inside his pant just won't stop twitching in need. Childe halts his movements for a while, your Grandma allows you to keep him as your lap dog but personal distaste is evident in her eyes. What if your Grandma finally had enough and decided to kick him out? He'd rather be feasted for dinner than forced to live without you!

"Pleashe, help mhe with ith"

With breathy whines, Childe looks up to you with his doe eyes, while he no longer humps himself on you, you can see how his thighs and tail move back and forth, probably trying to make some relief for his aching cock. His hands won't stop caressing your thigh while his mouth tries its best to catch your fingers. You sigh at his behavior before stepping the bulge on his pant, your right hand went to pull his head from rolling back while your left hand find its way into his mouth.

"You fucking dog, so what does it have to do with me if you are in heat huh?" The pressure on your foot increases with each word you throw at him, your sock is now wet from it. He came undone? Your right hand moves toward his jaw, bringing his face toward yours as you step his bulge even harder.

"How shameless, I wonder how will your pack view you after knowing that you'll always come just from me stepping this nasty thing?"

Childe's breath hitches from your words, his hands guiding your fingers to enter his mouth even deeper until it reaches the back of his throat. Childe squirms under you, and his thighs start working again despite your foot pressing on top of his bulge. It feels as though your ego has been crushed by this!

You pull his tongue out before biting it down, hard while your other hand bullies his ear. Childe squirms immediately, tasting his own blood suddenly with your foot pressed even harder against his bulge now. He can feel his second coming, the butterflies in his stomach fly freely as another white splotch goes through the fabric of his pants. Your toes curl around his 'still hard' bulge while a string of spittle falls from your tongue to his, a hint of red visible in the line. Childe knows better than to swallow it before you order him to do so, obediently he closes his mouth and dares not to swallow anything. Seeing how he has learned from his past mistakes, you kiss his forehead, licking away the sweat on it.

You walk toward the edge of your bed with Childe crawling on 4 toward you. Kneeling in front of you, you bring your foot to his lip, letting him kiss it over and over.

"Clean your mess up"

Childe looks up to you, eyes glinting with hesitation. Your fingers work their way to open his mouth wide, looking at your saliva and his pooling inside his mouth. You bring your hand in front of his mouth, gesturing for him to spit it out. As usual, Childe refuses to spit it out no matter how many times you've trained him to.

"Youh ghave theshe to me sho why shouldh I throwh it awayh"

"It's unsanitary, come on, spit it out"

Ah yes, it's unsanitary he thinks to himself. You won't stop going about it especially when he asks you to mark him... like a dog would to mark their territory. Childe pouts at you while his lip is still tightly sealed into a thin line. Your fingers immediately go to still his adam's apple, not allowing him to swallow it.

"Behave"

Childe hesitates for a while before shaking his head in disagreement again. The next thing you do had Childe gasps in surprise, your hand is circling over his neck now. Another warning as your nails digs inside him. Childe squirms again, torn between obeying you or keeping up with his fight. He doesn't want you to stop choking him but he also doesn't want to anger you, what if you finally have enough of him and decide to throw him away? Childe starts breathing through his mouth, his tongues rolling out and his eyes clouded by his own tears. He's chasing his own high again and you know that. You bite his tongue down again, giving him a final push before adding another splotch to his pant. Before he realizes it, the things inside his mouth have all trickled down from his chin, a poodle of yours and his visible on the floor. Childe brings his head down to clean it up before your foot raises his face by his chin,

"Don't, it's dirty. I haven't cleaned my room yet"

Childe nods as he makes a note mentally to clean the whole house up later. You gestured for him to take off your sock and so he did. His teeth pull the damp sock off your foot, he can see his cum on your foot. Initiatively, he licks it up, trying to please you. You only hum in response, not stopping or encouraging him to. Childe's hands start roaming over your thigh, his mouth working its way to suck your toes off. You on the other hand, are trying your best to not accidentally kick him away because of how it tickles you so much. By the end of the play, Childe has coated your whole foot with his own saliva, tasting every inch of it. His hands on your thighs however haven't stopped playing with them.

"You wanna get off so much huh? Not to mention how you love humping and playing with my thigh"

You bring both of your legs up toward the bed while gesturing for him to climb up. And he does, your hands taking off the confinement of his bulging shaft. You give it a few rubs before taking off everything until his bottom is completely revealed.

"Mmh, I won't let you enter me because you've been a bad boy" Childe immediately whines from it "but you can use my thighs to relieve yourself," you say as you clamp down his cock with both of your thighs. Childe groans from the sudden sensation of being wrapped by you. His hips immediately work diligently as his arm wraps both of your legs onto his shoulder, his other hand refraining from crashing your body with his weight. His face is only a few inches away from yours, his eyes locked with yours, he'll never grow sick staring into yours. Your hand works its way to unbutton his red shirt, your fingers playing with both of his hard nipples making his hips work even faster. Judging by how much he's been looking at you with need and a hint of adoration, you know he wants a kiss from you but is too scared to initiate one.

Childe jolts from how suddenly your lips crash into his, your tongue gesturing him to open up. He happily allows your tongue to roam inside his mouth with his tongue finding its way into yours. None of you break away from the kiss and it colors him amaze that you are not breathless yet. Childe's thighs start to spasm, a sign that he's close to his own climax as he pulls away from your kiss, his mouth wide agape as his eyes roll back. His tail swishing back and forth before his ears finally lay flat as another ribbon of white cum is shot, painting you with it.

His tail finds its way to wrap itself around your thigh while he crashes next to you, panting like a dog after reaching his climax. You wipe the sweat off his forehead before giving his ear a soft kiss, making one of them perks up in excitement.

You have to change now, with how he dirties your outfit that is. Childe whines from you sitting up on the bed, his tail immediately wags back and forth. You take his pant and wipes your foot with it before standing up.

"Is playtime over already?" Childe asks you, his eyes showing glints of disappointment.

"Grandma will be back with dinner soon, be a good boy and clean yourself up okay? You don't want me to lock you up in your cage again right?"

Childe frowns at it but doesn't make any further comments. He doesn't want to sleep in the cage tonight, he wouldn't mind it if the cage is placed inside your room but the fact that it's in the living room upsets him. He hates it when he has to be away from you!

Obediently, he picks everything up and stands next to you. You pat him in response, giving him another kiss on his cheek.

"Be a good boy and we'll do something about your heat after dinner"

And with that, Childe's ears and tail perk up in excitement again. Maybe you'll finally let him be inside of you? Or maybe you'll be inside of him? Oh he can't wait for it.

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OC's note

Grandma Zili : begone *sprays anti horny spray*

[verydeadaten]

Need

Yang: Ugh, Port's class was so boring.

Blake: If he goes on another tangent, I'll pull my ears out.

Ruby: I kinda like his stories. I wonder If I'll be able to tell stories like that when I'm older.

Weiss: Of course a child like you would like his tangents. You're so easily entertained.

Ruby: Hey!

Pyrrha: Um, excuse me.

Yang: Hey P-Money! What's up?

Pyrrha: I need to talk to Weiss... In private.

Yang: *looking at Weiss* Really?

Ruby: But we were gonna have BFFAF time after this!

Weiss: No we weren't. Where would you like to talk Pyrrha?

Pyrrha: There's an empty room.

Weiss: Lead the way!

As Weiss and Pyrrha walk away, Weiss looks back to both, seeing Yang and Blake both holding a thumbs up. After a bit of walking, they enter the empty classroom, with Pyrrha shutting the door behind them.

Weiss: So, what did you want to talk to me about?

Pyrrha: ...I need you...

Weiss:

Weiss: *thinking* Oh my gods. It's happening. IT'S HAPPENING!!!

Weiss: Pyrrha Nikos, the most beautiful (besides me), perfect (besides me), and strongest person in the whole world finally noticed me!

Pyrrha: I need you to....

Weiss: It was only a matter of time before she lost interest in that oaf, Arc. I knew it was only a passing fancy. How could anyone as wonderful as her? She deserves someone better, smarter, stronger.

Pyrrha: To t-teach...

Weiss: We'll get married in Argus, and I'll have Winter be my maid of honor. I'll make sure Father and Whitley aren't invited, and especially that ignorant fool, Arc, and my dolt of a leader, Ruby. It'll be perfect, and-

Pyrrha:

I NEED YOU TO TEACH ME HOW TO SING!!!

Weiss: E-e-e-excuse me?!

Pyrrha: I need you to teach me how to sing! You're the only singer I personally know, so please teach me!

Weiss: *utterly flabberghasted* WHY?

Pyrrha: Well...

Two weeks earlier...

Team JNPR where relaxing in their dorm after class. Pyrrha was reading a book. Ren was taking a nap, with Nora lying on his chest. Jaune was playing his guitar. He stopped suddenly, and looked up at his team.

Jaune: You guys wanna start a band?

Nora: *immediatly bolting up from Ren's chest* Can I play drums?

Jaune: Sure.

Nora: YES.

Ren: *woken up from his nap* What's happening?

Nora: Jaune wants us to start a band.

Ren: Oh. I guess I'll play bass then.

Jaune: You play bass?

Ren: No. But I know Nora's going to play drums. And you're going to play guitar. I'm alright with playing bass. It's dark, like my soul.

Nora: But Renny, you have the brightest soul out of all of us!

Ren: *smiles*

Jaune: Are you sure you want to play bass?

Ren: It's fine. I'm a quick learner, and I'm good with my fingers. *goes back to napping*

Jaune: Hmm, alright. What a bout you Pyrrha? Do you want to join the band?

Pyrrha: Y-Yes! Of course.

Jaune: What do you want to play?

Pyrrha: Um, I really don't know. I don't play any instruments.

Jaune: Really? Have you ever tried to play something? Try to get into music as a passing fancy?

Pyrrha: No. I was always so busy with training and studying, I never even thought of making music. My grandma played harp and flute, but she died when I was really little. She was the only really musical person I knew.

Jaune: Hmmm... I guess you can sing.

Pyrrha: W-W-W-WHAT?

Jaune: Yeah. I mean, your voice is already so beautiful.

Pyrrha: You think my voice is beautiful?

Jaune: Pyrrha, your voice is what the sunrise sounds like.

Pyrrha: Oh gods, he's so sweet! He looks so excited about this, I have to do it. I HAVE TO PROTECT THAT SMILE!

Pyrrha: *grinning* Alright Jaune, I'll sing for our band.

Jaune: YES! You're the best Pyr. I know this is going to be great. Lets have our first band practice next week, after we get the instruments, of course.

Pyrrha: Okay.

Nora: SIR YES SIR!

Ren: ZZZZzzzz...

Back to the present...

Pyrrha; And then next week we rehearsed, and I was terrible! I tried to sing White Dog but I just couldn't!

Pyrrha: *on the verge of tears* Ren and Nora where looking at me weird, and Jaune had this really fake smile on his face! He said " I think you did a pretty good job Pyrrha." I know he was lying to make me feel better.

Pyrrha: *sobbing* I couldn't protect that smile. I don't deserve him. He deserves a partner who can sing Banned In D.V. by Rad Brains without ripping out their vocal cords. Please Weiss, I'm begging you. I need to redeem myself in his eyes. Please. I'll even pay for the lessons, please. I need this. I've seen him writing songs, and they're so beautiful, and he wants ME to sing them. You have to understand.

Weiss:

Weiss: *sighs the deepest sigh humanly possible*

Weiss: *realizing that she'll never get any pyrussy* I'll teach you how to sing.

Pyrrha: Thank you, thank you so much. I could never thank you enough, thank you.

Weiss: *completely dead on the inside* It's fine.

Pyrrha: *crying tears of joy* Really Weiss. You don't know how important this is for me. You have my deepest thanks.

Weiss: *smiling through the pain* That's what friends are for!

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Colored words works on desktop know. Praise the lord. Here are the songs Pyrrha talks about btw.

[jesse-pinko]

ALASKA MIKE AND JESSE CONTENT. NOW!!!!!!!!!!!

Off the top of my head…

- Going off my own fic they go to Alaska together after Mike, who was injured instead of killed by Walter’s bullet, rescues Jesse from the compound after he basically stumbles on him months later while trying to track down Walt

- Mike knows it’s unwise for them to keep traveling together, much less settle down anywhere, but one night when they’re holed up in a motel and Jesse has just had a night terror and Mike has spent a good five minutes trying to convince the kid that they’re not even in New Mexico anymore and Jesse asks where they’re going and Mike says he isn’t sure yet- Jesse looks up at him, his eyes huge and lost and looking for anything concrete to anchor him to reality and asks if they could go to Alaska- well, Mike can’t think of anywhere else to go

- They live together at first because Jesse isn’t physically or emotionally in a place where he can take care of himself. The aftereffects of his night terrors can last for hours, which is confusing and terrifying, and could create situations in which he might feel he was justified in doing something drastic. Slowly, these become less frequent and for the most part less severe, he sees doctors and specialists (Mike is surprised that Jesse has the wherewithal or the knowledge to take charge of these appointments himself, and they end up discussing his Aunt Ginny and his interest in sports medicine) and he offers to move out, like he thinks Mike has just been putting up with him all this time. Mike agrees because he thinks it’s good for the kid to have his own space, but Jesse is surprised when Mike’s joke about being glad about getting some peace and quiet sounds even more doleful than he’d expected. The next time he calls Mike, Mike immediately asks him what’s wrong like a dad whose teenager just left for college

- When Jesse gets His Dog the one we all agree he has it’s because he picked it up as a stray on the side of the road while they were still living together and then he tries to hide the dog from Mike like a ten-year-old would from their parents and Mike is like. Do you think this is my first rodeo. I know you’re hiding some sort of animal from me. When did I say we could get a dog.

- Side tangent I’ve seen a lot of heated debates over the years as to what breed Jesse’s dog should be but I work with dogs so I have seniority over all of you and I’ll decide. I love huskies, I do, but Jesse has had enough crazy in his life without adding a husky to the mix. The right answer is Fat Old Lady Staffordshire Terrier, which is a Whole Other Breed, as the kids say. Every time I meet an old lady staffy it’s like meeting a spunky little grandma who goes to pride parades and hits rude people with her handbag. He needs that in his life

- Jesse started having seizures not long after his rescue, and even after it looks like he’s out of the woods they keep happening. He’s not allowed to drive, obviously, until they know the medication the doctor prescribed him works, and Mike is initially put off by him sulking about it when he’s the one who has to drive the kid everywhere after all. But Jesse is actually comfortable enough to open up to him about how it’s more about his fears around being stripped of agency and feeling trapped and they actually have like a genuine discussion about it it’s nice :)

- When Mike gets older and does eventually start having memory problems they essentially switch roles from when he first rescued Jesse from the compound… Jesse does exactly what Mike did when he isn’t understanding what’s happening in the present moment; trying to follow whatever his line of thinking is to a nonthreatening conclusion instead of trying to force a new reality on him, answering the same questions over again patiently, sometimes deflecting with something else he thinks might catch his attention or at least disrupt a distressing train of thought. Sometimes, Mike calls him Matty by mistake. If he doesn’t notice, Jesse doesn’t remark on it. Sometimes Mike will ask if he’s feeling alright, at random, like when they first got there and he was still in recovery, or will swear up and down that he’d come into the room because he heard Jesse calling for his help.

- Jesse’s kid gets them matching BFF bracelets from Claire’s that they have to wear at least once because if you don’t show enough gratitude for the presents kids give you it hurts their feelings :)

[quodekash]

ployphach phatchatorn thanawat. she's not in dangerous romance, but man is she pretty and gorgeous and perfect. let's all just think about her for a second.

okay now that that's out of the way, continuing episode 7 of dangerous romance

:( my boy

you silly little man kang, you need to know your limits

I know you wanted to be cool and to prove yourself by eating the spicy food (and also sailom definitely thought the raspy coughing sounds you were making from the spice were kinda sexy-sounding) but sometimes your own health and safety should be prioritised above impressing people

YES YES YES YES YES YES YESSSS

ITS GUYNAWA TIME BABEYYYYYY

AND HE IMMEDIATELY LOOKS RIGHT AT GUY BECAUSE OF COURSE THEYRE SITTING NEXT TO EACH OTHER (well, across the corner but its still technically next to him in my book)

my boy looks uncomfy

I can't tell if its bc of the bar setting or if its bc he's right next to his enemy/crush and his enemy/crush is staring directly at him in a way that says "I want to destroy you" but in a few different ways

HOLY FRICK JUST FRIKIN GRAB HIM AND TAKE HIM TO A RESTROOM AND SMOOCHY SMOOCH GRAB HIS FACE AND MAKE OUT

LMAO HE CALLED HIM NONG

I still dont know if they're going down the maxauto route or not, if its platonic or romantic, but either way their dynamic is incredible and I love it so much

👀

nO

LETS NOT

THAT IS A GROWN-ASS WOMAN

HE IS 17/18

AND HE IS ALSO QUEER AS HELL

SHE'S SO PRETTY BUT AAAAAAA NO

KANG

everybody say thank you kang

"thaaaank youuu kaaaaannngg"

GOUERBIGE4OUWBGSD

WAIT

OMG

OMG

OMG

GVIO3REHJDGPIOHVEJRPIOHJGPIOBEIRJHIOFGIOB9JERHIPO DJHOPFIGO[VBER[VFD[J

I think they're both aware of their feelings for each other but they're afraid of it/rejection and thus express those feelings through anger and I just can't wait for them to hate fuc

PFFT

WHAT IS IT WITH THIS EPISODE AND TELLING VERY-NOT-STRAIGHT CHARACTERS TO GO/BE STRAIGHT

AND "be straight with me" HONEY, HE CAN'T BE STRAIGHT AT ALL, AND HE CAN BE STRAIGHT THE LEAST WHEN HE'S WITH YOU

KISS

THEYRE CHALLENGING EACH OTHER

THEYRE SO FLIRTING

THEYRE SO IN LOVE

HOLY FRICK NUGGETS IM GOING INSANE

they cheersed

THEY CHEERSED THEIR CUPS

THEY DID THE CLINKY CLINK

I can't tell what he's thinking

it could be anywhere from "im so tired" to "he's so hot" to "man I wish I was that bottle rn" to just completely unimpressed

we all knew it would end like this

there was no other way it could've gone

(dear lord jesus please let them kiss in a moment)

HOLY FRICK

HOLY FRICK

I have such a severe case of side couple syndrome idk if you've noticed

im making strange noises

they're so important to me

ghibeisgdkhverbshdgbrehb

I feel like its important for everyone to know that im currently lying on my stomach looking at my laptop with my feet in the air kicking, but im also balancing my pillow on top of my feet because I do that sometimes, and im doing incredibly well at kicking my feet while not letting the pillow fall

GIVUERJDKBG

IM SMILING SO HARD

I LOVE THEM

oh he's recoiling

he has trauma we havent even begun to unpack yet

thinking back to the dog quote, where he implies his dad used harsh methods to "train" him, and he probably hit him a lot. the way he's yelling now, and the way kang is shrinking away in fear, keeping his voice low, avoiding eye contact, tells me this is bringing back a lot of repressed memories of pain and fear

that was... weirdly kind

I think he realised he had an audience, and he has a reputation of goodness to maintain for his election, and he needs to make sure he's still got a good eye from the public, and the public happens to contain kang's friends

but behind closed doors, the monster of pure anger that kang sees him as emerges from the shadows, leaking from all the dark corners of their mansion, and kang shuts himself off to not have to experience the horrors looming above him in the shape of his father

THEY ARE FRIENDS

CAPTAIN GRANDMA, LETS GOOOO

CAPITANO NONNA

YES okay so my thoughts were right

my thoughts were: the 'so we can go official now?' clip is gonna happen this episode

its gonna be kang's bravery in standing up for auto that makes sailom agree to let them be official

but I wasn't sure how that would happen this episode because I wasn't sure if there would be a soccer match this episode

BUT HERE IS PROOF so basically im amazing and im gonna be right and we should all appreciate me

...bRO

is this connection how hes gonna end up at kang's house to steal and commit crimes and perhaps shoot kang's dad @respectthepetty

WHY DO THEY LOOK LIKE THAT

WHY DO THEY LOOK LIKE THAT

HOLY FRICK

THATS RIDICULOUS

HOW ARE THEY GONNA MOVE IN THOSE CLOTHES, THE GUYS ARE IN FULL ASS SUITS

MAN I DONT LIKE THIS

THAT SUCKS

I THOUGHT MAYBE THE CHEERLEADING WAS ACTUALLY KIND OF GOOD IN THIS SHOW AND NOT TOXIC AND NOT EXPLOITATIVE OF WOMEN BUT APPARENTLY I WAS WRONG

anyway

oh

well- I feel slightly better about it now

okay they do look lovely and pimfah loves it and doesnt like feel uncomfortable so thats good

I just. you would think they would wear something less fancy for a... soccer game

ME

felt that

my emotions are stored in my eyes bro, whatever it is, its coming out in tears

GROUP HUGSSS I love group hugs

ITS BEEN TWO HOURS AND I HAVE FIFTEEN MINUTES LEFT OF THE EPISODE, LETS SEE HOW LONG IT TAKES ME TO WATCH 15 MINUTES (find out in the next post because I once again talked too much)

[vanosslirious]

BBS Dialogue Prompts #358

ʙʙꜱ ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ & ꜱᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀꜱ: [ 9 ]

VANOSSGAMING

You look like a bag of shit.

You're a short ass clown.

Why don't you come find out?

You look like a puppet.

Oh, are we gonna start like that, okay?

Ow, what the fuck, that's not fair!

Hold on, I wasn't ready!

Did that do anything at all?

Oh my God, I can't do this!

Are you guys seriously going to walk that slow?

I have to do everything for you guys, huh?

I had to use my superpower to walk across lava in the crack in the rock while you guys stand there.

Don't tell me to hurry!

Don't you use that tone of voice with me!

Just kidding…why am I on fire?

Is that close enough for you?

I should probably kill somebody along the way.

Yep, they know I'm here.

It's time to die.

I've trained long and hard for this.

NOGLA

He said it again!

I got a cooked salmon…I’m good.

That's how the riddle works, right?

I did four laps of this map and I haven't seen you.

I actually have no fucking clue, I have no clue.

Nice little throwback there.

How did you get banned already, bro?

Who's minding the dog?

I didn't get that on camera.

It's like a little competition.

TERRORISER

Maybe we come back with more people.

I'm so over this session already.

Well, if my teammate didn't leave me and vent'd away from me!

If anyone wants to acknowledge my existence.

You added absolutely nothing to this!

That's the new code.

I can't see, man.

You're fucking full of shit.

They don't know that we have a nuke.

I'm gonna test the snowball theory.

SILENTDROIDD

Oh, can we watch?

Slenderman's still there.

The lights are flickering and shit.

You're supposed to jump!

You just have to grab it, you know.

This game sucks, huh.

See you guys at the finish line, okay.

Freaking guy brought his freaking toy.

Okay…we need to get out of here.

Oh, damn, it's freaking dark.

SMII7Y

I think I’m going to kill you.

We’re super friendly here.

We could’ve been there if it weren’t for these meddling kids.

Welcome to the dark side.

Karma builds up, I respect it.

Neutral, I need to take him out.

What do you mean, you get them all the time.

I’m starting to feel something.

Who the hell are you to tell me to hurry up?

Maybe it should stop, my bad.

KRYOZ

I won't fall because I'm tough and strong.

Shout out to those four.

Well, yeah, I did it so you can get up easier.

I mean, that might stop ya.

Hey, if you don't jump, we'll give you free waffles.

Oh my God, he got fucked.

I got paid less.

Are you my son?

It's not mud, it's blood, you stupid bitch.

Mm, it went right through you.

GRIZZY

That's a fucking shark!

Your dreams are dead.

Why do you have so much ammo?

Why'd you come for me?

I keep grabbing you by accident.

What made you think that?

Okay, what the fuck is going on?

Is that a fucking shark?

Whatever dude, I fucking slipped.

I didn't mean to throw it at you.

BIGPUFFER

Can we suck off other vampire's?

Okay, let's fight 'em.

I might die before I get up here.

Our friend's drowning.

I'm being shot!

Get your balls out of my face, please.

I can't move on, I'm fucked!

Kill grandma for me.

Wait, she's almost dead.

Oh my God, there's so much blood in the kitchen.

BLARG

I don't know why I'm creeping like this.

Anyway, fella's, I gotta bounce.

Can you guys let me in, I'm in the backyard.

Good luck, fellas'.

Good, because I'm gonna kiss him.

Someone help a motherfucker, goddamn.

We got a 40$ start.

I'm in Minecraft!

Hold on, let me get a little closer!

I'm the last one left, boys!

[getvalentined]

Not trying to be a bother here, but I was wondering a few things about your post on the FS crew.

Do we know for certain Glenn only started gambling when his grandma went to the hospital? There's a line in the game that to me implied that it was a habit he actually learned from her.

Where was the info that Lucia trained him? Been trying to find that since last night honestly but maybe I'm just blind lmao. I know that they were cadets at the same time but I want to know if its true she trained him somehow.

Where did we learn they weren't actually friends? Glenn mentioned being able to acquire them because of the rumor of interpersonal relationships being prioritized and Matt mentioning that camaraderie is important for the mission implying at they all at least trust and are somewhat friends with each other.

What part was posturing? I didn't pick up on any of that honestly. Nor do I see why a trio that has known each other for roughly 4 years would need to do so (Original FS trailers show them meeting in 1998). But I could have easily missed things honestly.

Did they have something to do with Sephiroth being called in?? I don't remember them sending out the distress signal. I thought that was a call Shinra made all on its own since he had new mission orders.

Sorry I'm not trying to be a pain I just genuinely feel like I might've missed those somewhere or that I was bad at picking up any hints the game might've dropped. I can be pretty rough with missing that info and haven't found anyone else that's talked about them with this much detail yet.

I mean, my biggest issues with these characters are still the acceptance of genocide, suggested child murder, and excitedly declared intention to kill a dog, but I'll break the rest of it down because a lot of it is probably pretty easy to miss if you're not already feeling critical of the cast. (Hopefully those issues get called out somehow eventually, but they haven't yet, so I'd have a bad taste in my mouth over the characters just from that.)

Putting the explanation under the cut!

This isn't stated directly, because very little of this is—but Glenn's grandmother is already in the hospital, so apparently there was no hesitation to put her in there, and any initial costs were apparently covered. There's no mention of paying other bills for rent or anything else, so those were paid prior to her being hospitalized, but Glenn confirms that it's the gambling that used up any money he might have had. This isn't solid, but the timeline seemed pretty suspicious. (Glenn has a problem and needs to talk to someone about it.)

Glenn calls Lucia senpai! Further, I think Lucia is confirmed to have been team lead previously in EC? Either way, in the original battle royale she was the commanding officer, and is the one that handled training in the game's tutorial. She trained a lot of people, not just Glenn and Matt! (If you played the battle royale, she trained you too!)

I don't think they hate each other, but they're not really friends. We can go all the way back to the opening cutscene where Glenn threatens Matt with actual violence, and Matt's response is basically "Bet?" Add on Glenn using a nickname Matt hates over and over, and Matt stating repeatedly that he goes along with Glenn because he knows he has good intuition—not because he actually likes being around him or because he trusts him otherwise. This isn't a remotely friendly dynamic. When Glenn explains why he picked them for the mission, Lucia's response is to express frustration that Shinra now thinks she's his friend. Matt also expresses some confusion. Glenn says that he trusts them because they were in training together. When Sephiroth takes command, Matt and Lucia are 100% on board with cockblocking Glenn and straight up just ignore him when he talks shit, if not tell him to stop it altogether. They're friendly acquaintances, but they're clearly not as close as Glenn keeps implying.

Matt subtly suggested Glenn straight up kill Rosen immediately after meeting him. Lucia and Glenn both refer to Rhadorans as monsters. And yet (and yet!) when they come upon Sephiroth's massacre, they immediately start questioning his methods, Matt starts coming up with some excuse to have left them alive—this is a stark contrast to how they've behaved up until this point, a moment when everyone drops the bullshit and admits that this is wrong and they know it's wrong and they're just trying to be too cool to care, but they do care. This is the definition of posturing.

I didn't say they called Sephiroth in? What I said was reiterating Sephiroth's tirade/breakdown, when he explains that the way they operate is the reason that SOLDIERs like him have to exist in the first place. Because operatives like them posture and pretend, operatives like Sephiroth have to do the actual dirty work. Because the adults can't do what they're supposed to (see again: Sephiroth's breakdown) Sephiroth has to be the one to do the war crimes.

Hope this clears things up! I want to reiterate that in spite of all this, I do have hope for this cast and I am genuinely enjoying the story at this point. The first three chapters were a garbage experience, but I honestly loved the narrative and gameplay shift in Chapters 4 and 5.

[oceangirl24]

Incorrect Quotes

I started this yesterday and got hopelessly sidetracked doing it and never made a post.

Honestly, I'm glad now I didn't because I really needed the laugh tonight.

Onto the game.

@writingpotato07 tagged me for this. I am so thankful that you did. You have no idea how much this game has helped me.

Rules: Use this generator to generate incorrect quotes and tag people!

Tagging: @mikaharuka, @lena-hills @hylianjo @tsunderewatermelon

@bleepbloopbotz and anyone who wants to join in the laughs

What gets me about these is how accurate they were for the characters the majority of the time.

I chose my MCs: Jon and Audrey, and Jon, Shawn, and Audrey. There are so many good ones, but here are my favorites. And there are a lot!

Jon: Audrey and I are so close we even share a toothbrush. 

Audrey: We what?

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Audrey: *watching the squad's shenanigans with concern* Do you feel like this has gotten out of hand? 

Jon: I don't know. Feels normal enough for a group that's on 911's blocked callers list. 

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Jon: Audrey, can you help me? All of my clothes keep disappearing for some reason. 

Audrey, wearing a hoodie that's 5 times bigger than their size: Spooky. 

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Audrey: Is Shawn always like this when he loses?

Jon: Oh, yes. You should've been there for the Great Jenga Tantrum of 2015.

Shawn: You bumped that table and you know it!

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Audrey: Sometimes I like to place my hands on someone’s cheeks, look into their eyes... 

Audrey: ...And violently jerk their head until it snaps. 

Jon: ...That took an unexpected turn. 

Shawn: So did their neck. 

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Jon: So, Shawn is no longer allowed to take the trash out at night. 

Audrey: Why? 

Jon: Because I've caught him trying to train raccoons to fight five times in a row. 

Shawn, arms crossed and pouting: You'll be thanking me when the third raccoon battalion saves your ass. 

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Shawn: Is this your plan B? 

Jon: Technically, this is plan P. 

Shawn: Plan P? Is there a plan M? 

Jon: Yes, but I marry Audrey in plan M. 

Audrey: I like plan M. 

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Audrey: I really like Eminem. 

Shawn: I prefer skittles. 

Jon: She's talking about the rapper. 

Shawn: Why would she eat the wrapper? 

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Shawn: We’re playing Scrabble. It’s a nightmare. 

Audrey: Scrabble? Scrabble’s great. 

Shawn: Not when you’re playing with Jon, it’s not. He puts words like “ephemeral” and I put “dog.” 

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Shawn: You know what bothers me? Bats. Why can bats fly? 

Jon: Not again! 

Shawn: No. Seriously, who gave them the right? They're mammals! Mammals walk on land, no exceptions. 

Audrey: Just wait until you hear about whales. 

Shawn: What now? 

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Shawn: When will Ted himself...finally show up to the talk? 

Audrey: The final boss. 

Jon: You guys know TEDtalks stands for technology, entertainment, and design talks, right? 

Shawn: I will not let Ted hide behind these lies any longer! 

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Jon, at Audrey: Would you like to stay for dinner? 

Shawn, from the kitchen: Would you like to stay forever!?! 

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Shawn: Hey, Audrey you're smart, tell me what would happen if I chugged 3 gallons of chloroform. 

Audrey: Have you ever been to a mortuary? 

Shawn: Yea, my grandma lives there. 

Jon: That is the worst response to that question. 

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Audrey: Self-care is stuff like taking a bubble bath or putting on a lot of make up if you like that or taking a nice warm nap and stuff like that basically. 

Jon: Self-care is the burning heat when rage washes over you. self-care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists. self-care is the fear in your enemies' eyes. 

Shawn : Self-care is stealing someone's birthday cake just to eat the frosting. 

Jon: If you touch my birthday cake, I’ll make you eat your hands. 

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Rugrats, anyone???

Audrey: Jon, what are you doing?

Jon: Making chocolate pudding.

Audrey: It's four in the morning, why are you making chocolate pudding?

Jon: Because I've lost control of my life.

Jon: Here's your pudding, Shawn.

Shawn: Oh that's okay, I'm not hungry anymore.

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Shawn, to Audrey: …And I need you and Jon to help, and by "help" I mean "do everything."

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Audrey: I have a bad feeling about this…

Shawn: What do you mean?

Audrey: Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if you're going to get into trouble?

Shawn: No?

Jon: That actually explains so much.

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Shawn: I think we should have glow stick juice injected in our bones when we're born, so if we break our bones, we get a fun little surprise.

Jon: What's the surprise?

Audrey: Blood poisoning.

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Shawn: I don't like bugs. Jon, are you even listening to me? Jon: I seem to have misplaced my ant farm.

Shawn, at Audrey: MOOOOOM!

[master-of-fluff]

Bit of a rant

Istfg I just stepped in dog crap again because no one wants to train the dog or take it out long enough to crap or whatever it is that it needs and I'm so tired of it and so pissed both because of m poor sock and for the dog

Because I knew this would happen when my dumbass sister said she wanted a dog I freaking told my stupid parents not to get he damn dog.

she didn't take care of her rabbit and her guinea pigs so what in the hell made them think she'd take care of, train, and clean up after a dog?

Her? The same person who threw a crying screaming on the ground tantrum because my brother threw a damn 'party' in the same roblox server as her at the same time as her at fucking 11 years of age? The same intutled brat that throws a fit when asked to do any chores now at almost 13? And you thought this would be a good idea?

How can anyone be this stupid????

Oh and they wanna complain about her animal neglect now?

Where was this when she didnt wanna take care of the other pets anymore? Oh wait they probably didnt even notice because instead of being responsible parents and fixing the mistake of buying an animal for someone who wasnt ready for one like most parents would via taking the animal on as their own they just made their eldest, me, do it.

And i knew it was an especially bad idea since they didn't even bother to learn enough about those last three pets or this one, or any of our pets to know what they needed and then got sad when the dang rabbit and pigs died earlier then they should've even though i and my friend told them they need better cages and bedding but we were "just kids and they were adults so we didn't know better then them and what we were talking about" (wtf was my dad on when he said that he's literally never had a pet before cuz my grandma on that side is literally scared of animals)

And now that iv made it clear that I'm not going to be the one to do it again (I mean ofc ill take him out sometimes if asked I'm not gonna be cruel to the poor thing it didn't ask to be here anymore then I did but there's no way in fuck I'm gonna go out of my way to take care of it like I tried to with the others like iv been down this path quite a few times and I'm not going down it again) they have to deal with it and surprise, surprise! they like it just as much as raising their kids (barely tolerating it)

Istg I wanna give that dog to someone else that'll actually take care of it, hell even my sister wants to give it to someone that'll do a better job but my mom is like

"no we take time care of him fine and the toddlers are too attached to teddy it would hurt them" it'll hurt even more when we're all in the hospital for breathing in too much dog poop bacteria that's probably permanently imbedded into the carpet and then animal services or whatever take him by force since no one but me actually cleans it up and only if its in my room or a communal space like seriously I'm not cleaning it up if its in my brothers room istg that is as much my responsibility as the dog itself is my responsibility.

he should keep his door closed since he's lucky enough to both not have the dog's cage in his room and also have a door.

And you know what else? The easiest solution would be to fix the backyard fence and put in a doggy door - with a lock to keep the raccoons out ofc - but fat chance my dads gonna fix the fence or ask any of our family to do so, like literally you just have to fix the 2 gates not even the whole fence but that's apparently too hard so ig I'll have to figure that out myself after getting a job or whatever ffs

[eats-the-stars]

love the guy assigned to my case at the “help you get a job” program. i have exactly 2 modes. 1) procrastinating until the absolute last minute. And 2) guess I will complete months worth of work that is also due at the end of the year in exactly 3 days of non-stop effort. You can basically flip a coin as to which approach my brain will decide to take for any given task.

so yeah I have a job now. and my poor case manager dude is like “wait. no. that was so fast. it’s been one week. you did how many interviews? and you picked...this one. the one that is not like anything you have done before and also was not on the “jobs I think would work out for me” list that we made?”

and he was scrambling like “accommodations. training. oh god. um. do i need to talk to your employers?” and getting more anxious when I was like “no i think I have it covered.” like i am sorry bro but i know that my vibes in person are like “quiet forgetful autistic person who can pass for either a high school student or a grandma at any moment” and this does not inspire confidence, but I am actually pretty independent once someone gives me a little push to start a thing.

also...dude you have my job history. winter sports area general worker (concessions, ticket sales, renting ski/snowshoe equipment, managing cross-country trails, monitoring the tube hill, etc.). family restaurant hostess (basically every role in the place except a cook). person selling fireworks out of tent for all of July while also living in a smaller tent behind the shipping crate filled with things that go boom. call center customer service rep handling 4 different clients that range from crafts and home decor to incontinence products and super expensive furniture. freelance dog-sitting with clients ranging from “rich couple who wants me to let their elderly cockapoos out twice a day for $50 bucks a pop in a house with a basement theater” to “i’ll give you $10 a day to exercise and feed the 3 huskies in our small apartment also they can jump higher than you are tall and scream louder than you thought possible.” bro we added a whole “volunteer experience” section to my resume because I wrote grants and worked with an environmental group to restore native bluebirds to the community and volunteered at the community table and the animal shelter and the library. like i have done lots of things that are not really connected at all. someone says “hey do you think you could do this?” and I am suddenly living out of a tent for a month googling “what the fuck is a crossette?” i once ended up in Memphis for 2 months doing volunteer construction work in the aftermath of a hurricane because my cousin didn’t want to go alone and everyone was like “oh we know someone who goes with the flow so hard.”

so you better believe i told you “oh i don’t know, maybe a receptionist position would be nice” and then applied to every local job known to god and then a few extra and took the first one to say “cool can you start next week?” i know i did not give off “I will try anything at least once if you ask me fast and then go ‘great!’ before I can process what i agreed to” vibes while sitting in your office in my colorful leggings, grandma sweaters and animal hats while not making eye contact and talking about how lovely my nephew is and how much I enjoy quiet time alone and gardening and i struggle with a poor memory and navigating social interactions. but i know you proofread my resume my guy. you asked questions about all these things except the construction thing because i actually forgot to mention that actually which is good because then i might have had to mention the cult involvement that i wasn’t aware of until i was stuck on-site but it all worked out so no sweat. still, i am glad that he is concerned by my “out of the blue” spontaneity. it’s kind of his job to help people settle into jobs that they can handle, and I also know that I would realistically need more assistance from him if I wasn’t so good at adapting on the fly due to my bad habit of saying “sure, I can do that” to literally anything. also my new job is honestly pretty tame, so i am not sure what he is freaking out about. i should really not mention some of the other jobs i spontaneously applied for before accepting this one. like..my friend...i could be working in a bridal shop. i could be training to install and repair vending machines or decorating cakes or delivering medical equipment. i applied for a job that was literally “window production.” none of these are actually as wild as that time I spent 2 months with a religious cult doing manual labor and living out of an abandoned, half-destroyed school building because my cousin talked me into it. i had to watch a dramatic reenactment of the crucifixion of Jesus on my very first night that brought the whole gymnasium of strangers to wild, howling tears while I was awkwardly clapping my hands as my cousin sobbed incoherently into my shoulder. i once dog-sat a bluetick coonhound for 2 weeks in the dead of winter, and the snow if his yard was so high that he was able to jump the fence and book it down the street. i had to chase him through knee-high snow for over an hour before he stopped to sniff a bemused old lady long enough for me to catch him. i once had a customer at the restaurant rail at me for a good twenty minutes because she was absolutely sure that we did serve pineapple upside down cake and i was just withholding this dessert from her, specifically. the bar for “jobs I would apply for” is so low that I actually thought “well as long as nobody spits in my face, pukes on me consistently, or shanks me in the kidney again I could probably do anything.” although to be fair to my case manager i did not mention those things to him (except the pineapple upside down cake lady because I mention her all the time, i am still pissed off about that situation). also, my sister was actually the one to have a dog wake her up in the middle of the night only to puke directly into her mouth, but I watched it go down, so the psychic trauma of witnessing that still exists.

[briar-craft]

Pokemon Violet update

So it's been a few days since Violet and Scarlet came out, and a while after my first post, so here's an update to how I'm liking the game so far. Again, spoilers under the cut!

So, from having two or three gym badges and one titan pokemon down to now going onto the fifth gym, having two titan pokemon to go, and done one Team Star base a few things have changed.

While I still don't like how at first Arven just dumps the legendary on us like it was an unwanted dog when he could clearly see it was in some sort of condition, I must say I love his story now! I feel bad for his partner, and while the "upgrades" for Miraidon are nice, I'm now trying to go after the Titans to help him and his pokemon. I have had a lot of pets over the years, and so I know the pain and fear of seeing a companion being so weak and bleary eyed. It kind of reminds me of your rival in Black and White 2, with their Liepard/Purrloin being stolen, but it being more wholesome and fleshed out than just Oh they haven't seen each other in a while.

Nemona has grown more and more on me. Sure, characters like Hop and Hau encourage you, but the way Nemona cheers you on has a lot of charm in itself. She's not just "training" you to be her best rival or anything. She just really does want what's best for you, and getting to challenge you during gym courses is just a boon for her.

Now, again for the open world system. I have loved all of the previous games not just for the pokemon and story, but also the bits of lore that happens. Inside the towns there were buildings to explore, from hotels to other kinds of things for you and your pokemon. But for an open world game, since they were focusing on the wild areas more, I can understand not having as many buildings to just wander into. It would be interesting to see some more houses and such, but it's not that big of a deal to me because there is so much more to do outside that I'm not even thinking about stopping to see a random grandma and her pokemon rambling about tea or something.

The teachers of the school all are very fun characters in their own way. While we don't really need to take their classes, I decided to do so and it's really simple things you learn in the classes mostly, at least until midterms, I'm not sure about after yet. But then there's interactions you can have with them after classes. Like helping Mr. Suguaro not be pressured into having something he doesn't like, even if the kids didn't mean it that way, or seeing Ms. Dendra learning about something other than battling.

Another interesting feature I found was that daycares don't exist in the game anymore. Instead, you have to basically choose the two pokemon you want and have a picnic with them and the egg will appear in the basket. While it's an interesting (And kinda funny) concept, I myself like to build a living dex when the journey is done with and so having to stop and just fluff around for a while, hoping for an egg, it's kinda a downer for me.

And now, the Star bases. While i have only went against one so far, I can just imagine that the rest follow the same formula. It's an interesting way to include the new mechanic of auto battles, but what also got me was that, since I went after the Fire base first, the freaking car came alive?! Like I get that the pokemon is the engine, but it's still hilarious that you have to fight a "car" to win.

So overall, there's a mix of good and bad things, but that happens every generation. I'm not going to let that dampen my play of the game and I'll continue to have fun with it!

[unizzizizi]

Year 2022 - 2023

This 2 years for me, had some of the most tragic events in my life. Let's start with 2022, it all starts with my body which always collapse and after that first collapse. I have been always sick, like I was sick more frequently, maybe not everytime but you know that it became more frequent. My old strong body is now gone due to this, as a little heavy load of doing things can cause me to collapse, and it's a tragic for me since it stops me for doing some things. And while this happens to me, my cat is suffering from blood cancer, more specifically Leukaemia. Everyday I'm the one who feeds him his maintenance, and it is quite tiring as he is always resisting once he sees the syringe that I am holding. And I need to do it with 4-7 medicines everyday, I do it in the morning, afternoon and dinner, sometimes I need to do it even on dawn. I really love my cat that's why even if it's quite tiring, I don't give up as his life depended on me. But even after all that hard work and battles my cat fought, he died after almost 1 year of finding out that he has Leukaemia. But before my cat died, my childhood pets also died with 2 days gap with each other. Let's start with my older cat, he's the reason why my family loves cats now as he is the one who softened and open the heart of my family to pets. We are all shocked when suddenly we see him being so weaked, that's why even it's in middle of the night where all the vets are close, we rush him to emergency vet clinic. While I'm carrying him to his carrier, he looked at me and then meowed. After a few seconds he died in my arms.

While I am mourning with my childhood cat who is gone, after 2 days my childhood dog also died suddenly, they said it's because of old age as we have the same age. This year, we have a bird called Martie, I'm the one who takes care of it. I'm with him when he was still a baby so it considered me as its mom. I trained him to fly around and then comeback when I call it even we're out in the house. When I sing or there's music, it dances with me and sing. When suddenly, one afternoon while I'm watching my grandma, I checked on my bird to found it dead. It's so sudden that I collapsed. Now after a few months, my dachshund gave birth to five puppies which I'm the one who also takes care. One by one, each of them died and it makes my dog depressed that she doesn't wanna eat, drink or do anything at all. As this was happening, I decided that I should go to the vet with her and do a check up so I know what can i do for her. But sadly even after all the medications and everything, she really missed her puppies so she followed them on the paradise.

Now onto the year 2023, one day suddenly there's a news about my auntie, which I called Nanay Perla, she was there even when I was a child, a part of my fashion sense and humor comes from her. Now, the news that I found out is that she only has few months left to live, I was really shocked and devastated, I didn't believe it as she was a strong person. But sadly after a few months of fighting and being always back and forth, from hospital to house, house to hospital, she died. Now, this one is just recently. It happened this month. When my another childhood cat died due to old age and after a few days our another oldest dog which is also the most big one died suddenly. They said it's also because of old age, after all this events I'm doubting myself if I'm doing it right, it left me a traumatic experience.

[sweetlullabyebye]

I have... pondered, about Bullet Train, and came to the conclusion that the next movie (if next movie there is, otherwise that's what fanfic is for)

-should still be in a transport. Metro, bus, tram, elevator, telecabine (the thing for ski), cruise, i don't care, just gotta be on a transport that makes a few stops.

-should have the fruit twins. Otherwise I'm not watching and I know a lot of people are not watching. We need Tangerine and Lemon and that's a fact. They can even get other names if they want (not against the flower names, not against peanut butter and jelly, go ahead guys)

-should have a dog. Yes, a dog. I have decided that whatever transportation there is, there'll be a dog somewhere. We got a snake this time, give us the dog next. In fact, get John Wick next. Crossover of the century. Give us a dog. Please.

-should include random resurrections just for the heck of it.

-should have random items as weapons. I'm talking toasters, lamps, skis, milk crates, phone chargers, tourist guides, knitting needles. The chopsticks and water bottle in the movie were awesome, I need more of it.

-should have more grandmas. I think every action movie should have a grandma. She doesn't even need to do anything, really.

-should have all the characters, especially Tangerine, get messier and more bloody as it goes. Am not talking full gore, am talking sexy blood. And messy. Tangerine with curls has my heart and soul.

-should have Lemon finally telling us what train he is, and describe to us all the trains. I NEED to know what train I am and he is the only person I trust to tell me.

-should have the fruit twins doing common siblings activities and shenanigans -being competitive, finding ridiculous nicknames, having a "YES" "NO" "YES" "NO" argument, falling asleep on each other's shoulder, taking ridiculous pictures of the other, all that-

-that's my list of demands, if they are not done i shall cry myself to sleep and write fanfictions. Have an amazing day ^-^.

[justashthewriter]

hi! i love your writing sm! and from one bilingual to another, your english is so good 😩!!

i was wondering if i could request a fic where bakugous s/o has the habit of wondering off in stores.

like she’ll wonder off if something catches her eye in the store and then suddenly pop up to show him something cool she saw before disappearing again cause she saw something else.

sorry if that didn’t make sense 😅

~angel (is it okay if i sign off w this name?)

(ps hope you’re having a great day/night/evening!)

Look at this!

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader (F)

Genre: headcanons + imagine + bonus

Warnings/rating: fluff, a bit of crack fic, swearing

Summary: You often find cool things at the store, and Bakugou often grumble about it.

Notes: Awe, thank you angel! Of course, you can use that name. Also, I really love this prompt, hope you’ll like my writing. :)

Edit: Also, I’m writing this in a train, and when tf did we get there? :D

Edit2: There was a grandma with a baby waving! That was so sweet!

Edit3: There was a couple in the middle of nowhere on a walk and it was so cute! And also another couple with their dog, and I can’t, too much fluff today.

Words: 555 (hell yeah!)

I think Bakugou hates spending too much time in the store. He will write everything he needs and won’t take anything else.

Shopping longer became a thing for him after he started dating you. Not for too long, but I think he’ll spend a little more time when alone because he’ll see something that reminds him of you and will buy it (either for you or himself).

When shopping with you, he’ll spend as much time in the store as you want. Won’t question anything.

Secretly, he loves seeing you happy when you show him stuff, but will act as if it annoyed the shit outta him. Sometimes he buys the thing you showed him and gives it to you.

“It just reminded me of your annoying ass, idiot. No idea why I bought it for you.”

Don’t tease him in front of others, tho, he “won’t buy you anything anymore”. Give him a week, and he’ll come with another thing you said you want.

Now, imagine going to the store with him for the first time. So…

He could swear you were just there a few seconds ago, and now you’re gone. How could he not notice when you disappeared. And where the fuck did you even go?!

“Katsu!” he turned around and saw you holding a cup with a cat, “it’s so cute! Can we buy this for Aizawa sensei?”

Bakugou inhaled and looked at you with a death stare. He took the cup out of your hands and placed it in the cart.

“You’re so annoying sometimes, you know that?”

And puff. You weren’t there, again! C’mon, don’t do this to him, he just wants to shop in peace. As he was reaching for another thing, you appeared next to him with another thing. Poor boy almost had a heart attack.

“Look at this All Might Limited Cupcakes Set!” he couldn’t say no to yours puppy eyes.

And again, you were gone. He had enough and got everything he needed as quick as possible. When he was done, he looked for you and couldn’t find you. Is this some kind of quirk or what?

“Kats…” he interrupted you, “where have you been?! I looked through the whole store!”

Your smile fell and the look you gave him broke his heart. He didn’t want to yell at you, but you scared the hell outta him.

“Sorry,” you were looked on your shoes, “sometimes I just see something interesting and…”

Strong arms enveloped you, bringing you closer to the blonde. He kissed your forehead and stroked your hair.

“Sorry for yelling,” he whispered, “next time just tell me.”

You nodded, nuzzling closer to him: “I’m sorry, too. Should’ve told you before.”

Let’s just say you left with a few things you didn’t plan on buying.

Bonus:

“Sensei? Do you want a coffee?” you asked your teacher when he came to the kitchen.

He nodded, sitting on the chair. You took out the cup you bought with Bakugou and made him his drink. On your way to the table, you prayed he wouldn’t mind.

“Here!” you gave him the cup and left to hind behind the door.

Aizawa took a sip when he noticed it wasn’t his usual cup. A small smile appeared on his lips.

“These kids.”

Ash, 22.5.2022

[heresathreebee]

The One Where She Got A Dog

Yelena Belova X Reader

Summary: how Yelena became a dog mom Masterlist Part 2

Tags: E | 1.8k words | scary movie, winter, secret pasts, sapphic

AN: Black Widow movie really got me in my feelings about those characters, Yelena in particular. I havent watched The Thing in almost a year please look the other way if movie events are out of order.

Pretty Russian girls are not usually your type, but fuck if you weren't absolutely obsessed with this one. You laughed when she told you she was from Ohio.  She laughed when you said you were too. 

Aquavit and your grandma's biscuit recipe brought her into your cabin on the edge of the world where she admitted to you she had never seen John Carpenter's The Thing before. You turned it on just as the snow storm set in and wrapped up in your thickest blankets with her. You're trying not to get your hopes too high but she's not shy about asking you to scoot closer. 

"Skäl," you cheer just as the ominous opening credits end and they find the mysterious ship in the frozen wasteland of antarctica. 

"Have you ever been?," Yelena asked. 

You grimace at the strong taste of aquavit. It's like vodka but with caraway for 'flavor'. You look at her from the side and poor yourself a second shot. "Been…?" 

"There." She points at the screen. 

"I have actually," you admit in a way you hope is flat and uninteresting, "have you?" 

Yelena shook her head. It's possible she might think you're being sarcastic (you cross your fingers under the blanket and hope she does). She's smiling at you, thinking something (but still watching the screen with interest). 

She drops the subject until you have to pause the movie to pee. You unwrap yourself from the cocoon of blankets and as you stand she asks you another question. 

"What were you doing there? in Antarctica, I mean." 

You sigh and pretend to brush something off of your pants. "Science trip with my parents. Shitty vacation for me I'd rather be in the Bahamas." 

You resist the urge to look at her. After taking care of business, you come back just in time to put the biscuits in the oven. You hear Yelena lean into the kitchen archway as the floors creak immensely here. 

"No timer?," she asked. 

"No timer," you confirm. "I use the timer of my heart." 

Yelena scoffs. "Please don't burn them, I'm curious about these… what are they– pastries?" 

"Something like that." 

The two of you went back to the movie just as the gang on screen is trying to decipher who is human and who is not. You feel like something between you has changed and sadly not for the better. 

But she can't know. 

"I hate this part," you say, making absolutely no move to avert your gaze. 

Yelena is startled when the doctor's arms become trapped in the bear trap belly mouth of the "man" on the table. She quickly covers her eyes and giggles manically, slapping your chest for the vague and unhelpful warning. You realize she's not as close to you as before…

There's 20 minutes left of this movie and you haven't seen a single thing on screen. Yelena stopped asking you questions when you stopped being coherent with your answers. All you can think about is telling her. 

But you can't tell her. She would never understand. You barely understand and it's about you. 

"I lied." Your heart beats in your throat as you see her face you but you can't look at her directly for fear of losing your nerve. "About the science expedition? That's not why I was in Antarctica…" 

Yelena seems to wait for you to continue but… 

"Eh, no offense but, " you gesture with your hand, "I don't really know you like that." 

Yelena gave your reply a single nod. "I suppose that's fair." 

You can't help but fidget in your seat. "Idliketo" 

"What was that?" 

You cleared your throat. "I said… I said I'd like to. Know you like that, I mean…" 

Yelena gives you a smile. "I would like to know you like that, too." 

The movie ends, the biscuits are not burnt but buttery soft and golden brown, and the blizzard outside has subsided some. It's still going but at least it's not buffering the doors and windows like before. 

"How can you watch that film in a place like this?" Yelena cannot get enough of those biscuits, stuffing them in her mouth 2 at a time. "Does it make you paranoid?" 

"Yes it does," you say, putting your coat on, "I think that's what makes it so much scarier–  looking outside and being scared every person you come across ain't who they say they are. Sometimes its not a bad thing though... I think it is rather… poetic, too." 

Yelena's eyebrows furrow. "Where are you going?" 

You put on your boots and hope the duct tape stays on the hole you covered earlier. "Dogs are out in the shed. It's heated and they have food, but not for days and I'd rather have 'em in the house where I can take care of them." 

As you finished your sentence you reached for the door,  but stopped when you noticed Yelena getting dressed too. She gives you a nod as soon as her hood comes up, and you give this brave thing an appreciative once over. 

The snow that nearly all melted before is up to your knees now. Fresh, white, and fluffy. It muffles sound like the world's sidelong turning. The odd snowflake wafts lazily from the sky, but for the most part it's died down. You teach back and take Yelena's gloved hand to keep from staying too far apart. 

"You know I always wanted a dog," she said. She could have said it in a whisper from 100 yards away and you still would have heard her–  that is how eerily quiet it is. 

Yelena squeezes your hand and you squeeze back. She's probably remembering the movie. You try to distract her by saying, "Oh yeah? You can have one of mine then." 

Yelena laughs, then stops. "You serious?" 

"As a heart attack." You finally reach the door to the shed and unlatch the door. A chorus of barks begin and you charge forward to nudge them back to give Yelena space to come in as well. "I do some breeding up here–  just a side job. They're usually working dogs but they can be pets too." 

Buck licks your face from chin to forehead and you push him back. "Down, boy! Show some respect!" 

Yelena has two of the mongrels circling her, sniffing all her clothes and demanding to be pet. "That's Burt, Barney, and Bella. Buck's my stud, but these heathens are going to a farm. They've got sheep to watch." 

Yelena chuckles as her hands get covered in slobber. "I love them." 

They're almost grown, three quarters the height of their father. Buck didn't even look in Yelena's direction because he knows you give him treats. You take your scarf off as the heat of the shed threatens to smother you and search your pockets for jerky.  

"She's in there with the new puppies." You point to a darkened closet. "Don't get too close now, she's still a little protective." 

Yelena creeps closer. You see her look at you from the corner of her eye. Probably terrified by the morphing dog scene from the movie. You give her an encouraging smile and tell her where to find the light. It's a pull cord and it bathes the room in a warm golden yellow light. 

Yelena's heavy, controlled breathing turns into a coo. Mama dog is laying on her side watching the newcomer closely. There's a pup asleep in the nest of her legs, another chewing on the hay that litters the ground, and the last one is biting their mother's ear. Yelena looks back at you with an adorable pout on her lip. 

"So cute…" 

You chuckle and put your arm around her. Buck knows to steer clear of mama dog and slinks off. You make your guest walk closer with you to show mama she's got your confidence. 

"Yelena, this is Beyonce." Mama dog's ears perk at the sound of her name. "Beyonce, this is Yelena. Be nice." 

You reach down and scoop up the hay eating puppy at your feet. "This one's always hungry." 

You put the pup in her arms and scoop up the biter. "This one likes to play. All the time. Got more energy than the blue Energizer bunny actually." 

The pup in question is literally trying to wriggle out of your hands in its eagerness to climb you and eat your hair. 

"And that one sleeps a lot?" Yelena nodded her head at the last pup. 

"Pretty much." You put the writhing excited puppy down before it hurts itself and look up into the rafters. "And then there's the climber…" 

You both turn your heads when you hear a tiny bark. A cute little face stares down at you from the rafters and there's a feather stuck to its nose. You shake your head knowing this pup got it from ripping up pillows in another part of the dog house. 

"Better go get her," you said, not moving an inch to do so.  

Yelena sees your challenge and rises to it. As if trained to do exactly so, she assesses the wooden interior for foot and hand holds. You can see the wheels turning in her head as she calculates what will and won't support her weight. In the sweep of a single moment, she rises from the door and swings herself into the rafters using a build up a momentum to propel her fast in an upperward direction. She completes the climb and balances with ease, reaching out to collect the happy wagging miscreant from her mountain top, tucks her in her jacket and climbs a different way down. 

You stare at her. "Were you raised by trapeze artists?" 

Yelena laughs. "I thought everybody was." 

The pup is safe and happy and eager to explore its new friend. Yelena lets her lick, sniff, and scratch at her skin, her clothes, her hair. The pup catches Yelena with a tiny lick right on the tip of her nose and Yelena looks back at you with adoring eyes. 

You smile. "Got a name for her already don't you?" 

"Yes," Yelena whines, "no, are you sure about this? I should probably tell you I've never had a dog before…" 

"I can tell your good people," you reply. "And smart as a whip. You'll adapt, just call me if you ever need anything." 

~

Three weeks later you get a phone call from an unknown number. It's Yelena giving you an address and making you swear never to tell anybody about it. You don't have any friends so it's an easy secret to keep. 

You drive a few miles south and stumble upon a stationary trailer in the middle of nowhere, nothing but clearings and trees and sky. Actually very similar to your own home. 

The door opens and Yelena greets you with a beer and the pup under her arm, already almost a foot bigger than she was before. 

"Her name is Fanny." You both laugh yourselves hoarse and pile into the trailer to puppy proof the place.