#i need to shut up and go to sleep zzz

[hotwaterandmilk]

Questions are being taken until after episode 8 airs!

Thank goodness someone already asked about the necklace so I don't have to do it myself. I enjoyed all the questions about Kongming's headwear logistics and Maezono Keiji's shorts too.

A+ great show, great fandom, great thighs on Sekiguchi Mandy.

[bitchkay]

I need to stop talking to myself cus why tf am I pacing around my room at 3 am talking about some random fuck shit

I'm not even talking about anything either I'm literally telling a story to the invisible audience like

Going up to my mirror like it's my companion💀

"You know what I'm saying?" Yes tf I know what you're saying I hear your fucking thoughts bitch

[lume-nosity]

zzz

when you sleep on the same bed as them

ft: xiao, scaramouche, ganyu, yoimiya

style: fluff

notes: gn!reader, not proofread, use of you/your, minor dialogue is only on scaramouche’s part, can be perceived as modern or canon genshin verse, i forgor how to grammar

reblogs are appreciated!

adeptus xiao

while you’re sleeping, xiao was still up. he was thinking about a lot of things, but hearing your snores snapped him out of his thoughts.

he looked over his shoulder and saw you sleeping peacefully. the sight made him muster up the tiniest smile known to man.

he was admiring your resting state… for a little too long.

when he realized what he’s doing he instantly looked away and his cheeks tinted pink. he covered half of his face with the shared blanket as he was trying his best to calm down.

(he doesn’t, his heart is conflicted)

he started to close his eyes in an attempt to escape to the realm of dreams as a way to have him relax.

well, that was cut short real quick. because you decided to shuffle a bit and move your hand to touch xiao’s arm.

if there’s a deeper red color then that’s the color of xiao’s cheeks.

surprisingly, despite his disliking to physical contact, he stayed still.

he didn’t want to wake you or anything, so he lets you do as you wish despite the intense blush on his face.

for your sake and comfort, he (slowly) moved his hand to grab your hand and gently squeezed it.

this made you smile in your sleep and xiao lets out a huff of relief as his eyes were still closed.

maybe this isn’t so bad after all..

scaramouche

hearing you snore, he just gave you a soft kick to the leg. but that just made you snore a little louder. 

he sighed in annoyance as he moved to face you. he propped his elbow on his pillow and rested his head against his hand. he shook his head lightly. 

‘what am i going to do with you?’ he whispered.

but he has to admit, at first, he thought it was a waste of time to be acquainted with someone who would most likely leave him in the end much like the others.

but you didn’t. (because you aren’t like other people) you’re sleeping on the same bed as him.

and you’d need a reasonable amount of trust for something like this to happen.

when that thought came to mind, it did make him feel a little warm inside.

his eyes moved away from your sleeping figure to his free hand. he was observing it for a bit before he closed it.

he chuckled softly before choosing to lay down on his pillow and shuffled a bit to get comfortable. but he’s still facing you. he didn’t turn his back on you, because you didn’t turn your back on him. (this sounded cheesy i’m sorry)

with a low and quiet voice, he whispered:

‘sweet dreams.’

ganyu

unlike the other two, she’s actually sleeping with you.

she’s smiling in her sleep, because she finally gets to rest. (she deserves it)

until… you hugged her in your sleep.

ganyu’s eyes shot open as she turned her head to see you having a rather firm grip around her body.

her cheeks gradually grew red as she shifted a little to have you feel more comfortable in holding her. she didn’t seem to mind the touch somehow.

but this action made you snuggle closer to ganyu, your face coming into contact with ganyu’s soft and fluffy blue hair.

a squeak left ganyu’s mouth but she quickly covered her mouth with her free hand. she sighed in her hand before choosing to shut her eyes.

she thought it may be best for you to be as comfortable as you can whilst the both of you are sleeping on the same bed.

if you were to touch her horns, not only would she be more flustered than she is now, she’ll most likely cease to exist.

but you should consider yourself lucky for being well acquainted with her, because she will let you touch her horns. doesn’t matter if you’re sleeping or not.

she’s that comfortable with you. despite her bashfulness.

yoimiya

yoimiya is the only one where you and her are up just chilling on the same bed.

playing with plushies, building pillow forts, watching movies together, stuff like that.

she’s your go-to person when it comes to who you’re staying up with.

but when you start to become a little drowsy, she’ll open her arms and let you rest in her embrace. and vice versa.

she’s also the only one who’s confident with physical contact on this list. giving or receiving. (preferably giving)

and she will also sing lullabies to you as you rest in her arms. maybe rocking you back and forth as well.

a smile even crept on her face as she cooed at your sleeping face.

an: guys i wasn’t lying when i said i was blushing over my wip.. i was hiding my mouth in my hand as i was giggling like a little child. (idk if reading that made you give off the same reaction but whatever) i’m starting to have fun writing mini scenarios like this, because it’s cute and simple. i’ll likely write scenarios similar to these often <3

[schrodinger-swriter]

Hi, can you do Alastor D N Y Z?

D, N, Y, and Z for Alastor

I apologize to everyone for not writing as much. I know that I shouldn't have to apologize for taking the day to myself, but still, I can't help but feel a little... hmm... Maybe it's still the hype of being able to write and get my ideas out that's making me feel guilty for not working as much today?

Regardless, I hope you enjoy Anon! C:

DATES:

Alastor doesn't go on a lot of dates, but if he's not doing something and you offer to do something with him he will politely agree to do it. He's a lover of everything from his time, and according to the quick research I did of common dates from the 1920s, here are some ideas! Take him out to the movies, it's a safe choice and it'll leave you something to talk about after! Maybe the two of you can go to a bar afterwards, too.. He still maintains his manners throughout the night, as well.

NO:

Alastor is very protective of his privacy and secrets, and snooping around... trying to dig them up can cause a lot of problems very fast. Asking and theorizing is one thing, in fact he enjoys watching you try to come up with ideas. But the second you actually start prodding and searching.. he's going to shut that down fast. A break up is probably the greatest mercy he can give you, and that's assuming he decides to grant that.

YEARN:

He doesn't really yearn. He can cope very well when you're away from him. In fact, he doesn't need to cope. Yes, you still come up in his mind, but he's not going to stew over your absence.

ZZZ:

You almost never see this man sleep.. if at all. He goes to sleep after you, and he wakes up before you. You hardly ever see him in night time attire, either. The most you'll see is him taking off his coat and tie. You'd be considered lucky if you even see him start getting tired.

[yawujin]

Hello love your writing OMG 💜💜💜

Could you please write v3 boys x reader who snores

Ex: they're cuddling and shit it's so cute then reader starts snoring

*hope this isn't to little to go off of*

THXX DUDE <3

ofc anon <3 hope you enjoy this !!

request | v3 boys x a reader who snores

type | imagine , react , light hearted , non killing game , gender neutral reader

shuichi saihara ♡

it was very late into the night and shuichi just happened to wake up. "(Y/N)?" he whispers, wondering if you were awake still. he waits for a reply. when you don't say anything, he just wraps an arm around you lovingly. he usually wakes up in the middle of the night for no reason in particular. he tries to fall back asleep with you until he hears something...it's you. you're letting out small snores, your mouth slightly open. he watches you sleep, letting the soft noises lull him back into his dreams.

rantaro amami ♡

it was a long day of traveling with you at his side. when you two finally find a rest stop to spend the night at, you crash into the bed, falling asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow. later on into the early evening, rantaro wakes up to the sound of your snores. he's alright with it because he knew how exhausted you were...he pulls you closer to him and falls back asleep with you. you'll need all the rest you can get if you're going to explore more tomorrow.

K1B0/kiibo ♡

kiibo, being a robot, has a superior sense of hearing. so when he can hear your loud snores that night, he investigates it. he sees that you are in no trouble at all, and still very much asleep. didn't realize humans can snore that loud. he doesn't quite mind it though...as long as you can get a restful night, he's happy. scoots nearer to you in bed before shutting his eyes. "(Y/N), don't worry! your snores just mean you are getting good sleep!" he reassures you when you get teased about it the next morning.

korekiyo shinguji ♡

doesn't totally mind your snores, until they get louder and interrupt his sleep. he pulls you closer into his chest to muffle them. problem solved. caresses the top of your head which sometimes gets you to sleep without making any noise. "kehehe, there...goodnight darling." he speaks softly as you sleep there, enveloped in his arms.

kaito momota ♡

your snores are not a problem, it's his. his snores are much louder than your own, especially if yours are only light, soft snores. to remedy this, he asks you to be the big spoon, holding onto him while he faces away from you so you can bury your head and ears into the pillows. but ofc, his snores reverberate off the wall lmao

gonta gokuhara ♡

gonta is somewhere in between a heavy and light sleeper, it just depends on the night. sometimes, he doesn't even hear you snore, loud or otherwise. when he does wake up and hears you, though, he'll find it cute, allowing you to nuzzle your body and face into his own. very careful with you when you're this close. '(Y/N) look so cute asleep...' he'll think to himself

ryoma hoshi ♡

he can't lie, he finds it relaxing. enjoys taking naps with you lying flat on the bed, him in your lap resting his head on your thighs. he likes the domestic feel of it. he really wouldn't have it any other way.

kokichi ouma ♡

you two would be cuddling, kokichi enjoying it fully until..."Zzz Zzz". your snoring slighly startles him. he butts his head into your arm playfully but it wakes you up. he starts making fun of you and your snores. you shake your head, simply just rolling away to the other side of the bed. you try to go back to sleep. then, you feel kokichi tugging lightly on your shirt. "i didn't say to stop. come back." snickers to himself everytime you let out an especially loud snore

[the-s1lly-corner]

Fluff alphabet with LJ? D, H, N, O, P, Q, R, S, X, Z I'm not sure if you meant for us to pick the letters but… here XD <3

These letters w/ LJ!

Idk how to title the alphabet stuff so bare with me yall 😭😭

You can find the list for the alphabet a few posts down!

D (DATES)-

Carnival dates are a must, and he might be able to get away with being out and about given his clown appearance.. maybe... on the flip side exploring abandoned places.. particularly abandoned attractions! Dates tend to be a little wild given Jack's general nature so you don't really get bored with him

H (HARSH)-

Asides from basic relationship arguments/misunderstandings, Jack can get clingy. Which can lead to some. Conflicts. He was ditched by his best friend, of course he's going to have some issues regarding separation and jealousy

As much as I love him, I can't really see him being the one to apologize first, really the only times he would step up to try to mend the situation is if it's really negatively affecting things

N (NO)-

Long distance stuff is an instant deal breaker for him, or a partner who is away a lot of the time. Again, he's clingy and starving for attention/affection, that stuff is going to be a pass for him

O (ODDITY)-

Constantly giggling and making things into a joke 80% of the time. Other 20% is either pure bliss or something has him legitimately ticked off or sad. Noodle physics, he's constantly slinking around and he likes doing the smoke thing. Definitely tries to spook you as a joke every now and then. Manifests candy from no where. General clown activities

P (PET NAMES)-

He calls you stuff like: Doll, toots, gumdrop, sweet thing, sweet(insert word), schnookums

He likes being called: babes, honey, really any pet name is good for him

Q (QUESTION)-

A lot of the time he asks you if you're gonna leave. Again, abandonment issues are at play, also asks if you're having fun with him due to his original nature/purpose still being semi present

R (RISK)-

Doesn't totally 100% the fragility and mortality of people, assuming his partner is a human. Bounces between treating you like glass and going all out during games. Some hard boundaries and rules are going to need to be set to help him understand just how bad things can go wrong. He doesn't want to hurt you, honest, but when you're an 8 foot tall clown with ungodly strength things can get weird

S (SHH)-

Not many secrets, this man is like an open book and is BAD at keeping his mouth shut

X (XOXO)-

Surprisingly really good at reading you when you're upset; part of the "he was meant to take care of people originally" is still there somewhere. Can pick up on stuff that makes you upset or stressed and punts them (literally and figuratively)

Z (ZZZ)-

Doesn't need to sleep but loves sharing the bed with you! Coils his arms around you and holds you against his chest

Probably pretends to sleep and goes "honk shoo honk shoo" to make you smile

Very warm body also he can puff, fight me

[scholastic-dragon]

Could you write what the tmnt boys would be like/do on a rainy day with their s/o who loves rain and thunderstorms? I hope you have a great day!

As someone who dislikes rain and has a fear of thunderstorms....yes I will do this

Rainy Day

By themselves:

None of the guys like leaving the lair (unless it's super important) in rainy weather. It's cold, and the sewers water level rises and gets all over their pants (even more than normal) and they just end up soaked to the bone

So they stay home and relax until the rains over

Raph and Mikey sleep in and catch up on some much needed zzz's

I feel like Raph doesn't like thunderstorms, (he had a nightmare when he was a kid and got woken up by a loud stroke of thunder) so the first brother he sees he'll kinda stick to for the whole day.

They don't mind, everybody is in a really chill mood and Raph's nice company when he's not yelling

Leo doesn't like to stay in bed super late so he'll get up at his normal time and just meander around the lair until someone else gets up

Donnie will either go to bed, or sleep in. He takes rainy days as mental health days, he'll sleep, and eat (all three meals!) with his family and take a nice long shower or bath. It's one of the few days that he actually shuts his brain off.

Splinter still has them train but goes easy on them, simple stuff they've done and mastered a hundred times. (He does it so he can praise them and tell them how proud he is of them)

With an S/O

Their ideal rainy day would be waking up in bed snuggled up with you hearing the rain.

Mikey wants to watch movies with you, or if you feel like it, he'll dare you to try and beat his some of his favorite video game high scores.

Donnie will invite you to join him in his shower/bath. (Let him wash your hair, please, it's one of his favorite things)

Leo won't stay in bed all day, he feels unproductive if he does, but he still wants you by his side. He just wants to do mundane things. Brushing your teeth together, that sleepy small talk as you both get breakfast but have to be quiet so you don't wake anybody else up.

Mikey insists that you help him cook dinner, rain just makes him want to cook big meals. So he'll drag you to the kitchen and teach you how to make their favorite meal (it's probably Mac and cheese)

They have a giant family meal, they invite April, Casey, Vern, and the six of you sit around the living room and eat. (The dining table isn't big enough for all of them). (April, Casey, and Vern wouldn't come over if it was raining too hard, but the boys would make an effort to call April and just check in.

Depending on what season it is, they'll put on a movie that correlates to it. If it's October it'll be a spooky movie, or something supernatural, in late Novemebr and December its Christmas movies.

They'll argue a little bit on movies, but it all stops when Splinter comes in and reminds them of the Remote Rule. Whoever gets the remote first gets to pick the movie.

They'll turn down the jokes, and teasing, and sex jokes and comments when Splinters in the room. But without him its rare that all 4 of them will be quiet for the whole movie

After the movie they all bid each other goodnight and start getting ready for bed.

Donnie and Mikey turns off all their big lights and turn on fairy lights all around their room.

Raph and Leo are willing to do face masks, skin care, and or painting their nails if you want to

In the end it's just a chill day where the boys turn off their brains and do some self care and spend time with their family

tags: @turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch @strawberrycakeblog @mysticboombox

[amorest-viesse]

[Flower Fine Festival] - Junior 3★ Card Story Translation

Ft. Dino, Faith, Asch, Oscar, Ren, Nova, Marion

day dream

[Yellow West Living Room]

Junior: Ugh, I still don’t feel 100% back yet after all that lying around…

Dino: We didn’t do anything for that entire time after all, but there’s no need to rush. I’m sure it’ll all come back eventually.

Junior: Ughh… I don’t get how Keith is so fast on his feet when he’s always slacking off…

Dino: Well, Keith is a pretty strategic guy. By conserving his energy, he can maximize his efforts using the least amount of work possible.

Junior: That’s insane…

Junior: Well, whatever. I’ll just start off with some jogging to get back into it.

Dino: That sounds like fun. I’ll join you.

Junior: Hey Shitty DJ, if you’re free, you should join us.

Faith: Thanks, but no thanks. We just got done with sparring.

Junior: Huuh, you’re tired already? That’s lame as hell.

Faith: Yep, you got me. I’m just no match for you, Ochibi-chan.

Faith: Although… not even you could beat the pollen despite all that energy. I mean, you couldn’t even get up by yourself to take a shower.

Junior: Shaddup! I totally could!!

Faith: Mhmm, whatever you say.

Dino: I had an awfully hard time doing anything. It took everything I had to get to the venue when I tried to help out.

Junior: I tried to go too, but I just couldn’t do it.

Dino: Really? I thought you were resting in your room the whole time.

Junior: It sucks having to sit around and do nothing, so I wanted to help out where I could.

Junior: But whenever I’d try to go out, I’d somehow wake up in my bed again.

Dino: It must have taken all your strength just to leave.

Junior: I guess…

Faith: Now that you mention it, sometimes I’d come back to find you sleeping in your uniform.

Junior: I also had a couple of weird dreams around that time.

Dino: What do you mean by that?

Junior: Well there was one where I was saved by a lion that wouldn't shut up and just complained the whole time...

Dino: Ahaha, sounds like a picture book.

Junior: He wasn’t cute at all though. It felt kind of real actually the way he was roaring at me...

♡♥♡

[Helios Common Area]

Asch: Does this look like a bed to you!? Get up!

Junior: Hhhn…? A lion…?

Asch: What did you say to me!? You’ve got guts to be talkin’ back in your sleep!

Junior: Shut up… Just leave me alone…

Asch: To hell with that! You better get your ass in gear now!

Junior: …Zzz.

Asch: Hmph, did that substance do this to him? Pathetic.

Asch: Tch…

Oscar: Are you giving Junior a ride back to his room? That’s very kind of you, Asch.

Asch: Huh!? Oscar!?

Asch: Who said anything about me carrying him!? You take him!

Oscar: I can, but that’s what you were planning to do, wasn’t it?

Asch: Stop tryna chit-chat and just do it!

Junior: Hnn… I said shut up…

♡♥♡

[Yellow West Living Room]

Junior: And the dream ended with the bear following the lion’s orders and taking me out of the forest…

Dino: Wow, that’s just like a fairy-tale! ♪

Dino: Both the lion and the bear were pretty good guys, huh?

Faith: (...Is he talking about Asch and Oscar?)

Junior: The next day I tried again but somehow ended up back in my bed like before… That time I had a weird dream about getting lost in a dungeon.

Dino: A what?

Junior: A dungeon, like in some of the games I’ve seen Gray play.

Junior: Whoever was playing this one sucked at it though. We kept circling around the same place over and over again.

Faith: Going in circles, huh….

♡♥♡

[Helios Research Hallway]

Ren: …Doctor Nova? Huh…

Ren: Hey. That’s not a bed. Wake up.

Junior: Hnngh… Don’t wanna… Let me sleep…

Ren: …? Is this because of that substance Victor was talking about?

Ren: Fine then.

*[Lifts Junior up and walks off]*

♡♥♡

[Helios Corridor]

Ren: …I’m lost.

♡♥♡

[Yellow West Living Room]

Junior: We just kept going around and around for what seemed like forever until I finally woke up in my room.

Dino: That sounds like a nightmare to me. It must have been exhausting.

Faith: (Why do I get the feeling Ren was helping him out?)

Junior: I tried leaving my room three times and all three times I had weird dreams…

Dino: What happened the third time?

Junior: I can’t remember any details about that one, but for some reason I feel like I met God…

Dino: You saw God in your dream…? Was it like a message or…?

Junior: Umm, not exactly. I just remember being super happy when I woke up.

Faith: (Knowing Ochibi-chan, this “God” can only be…)

Faith: (Aha, better keep quiet. I won’t hear the end of it otherwise ♪)

♡♥♡

[Helios Corridor]

Nova: Marion, over he~re!

Marion: To think there’d be someone other than you passed out in the hall.

Nova: Ahaha, right? Junior has an excuse though unlike me; the pollen I told you about is affecting him.

Nova: Could I ask for your help, Marion? If I tried to take him back myself, these noodle arms and legs would give out in a second.

Marion: Understood. I’ll bring him back to his room.

Nova: Thanks Marion, you’re a lifesaver.

Junior: Hnngh… God…?

*[Marion lifts Junior on his back]*

Marion: Is he sleep-talking?

Nova: Haha, you look like a picture-perfect big brother right now.

Marion: Me? Well, I am the older one.

Junior: Hahh… This is heaven~...

[mydictionary-yume]

A3! Event Story | A Year of Romance with You - Chapter 4

(Contains very minor spoilers for A3! Act 12)

Sakuya: … Mmgh…

Citron: Zzzz… 

Sakuya: …

Sakuya: (At least he’s getting some sleep. I probably should, too, tomorrow’s a big day.)

Sakuya: …

Sakuya: (Still nothing.)

Sakuya: Sigh. 

Sakuya: (A bit of fresh air should help, right?)

Sakuya: …Feels nice. 

Sakuya: …!

Sakuya: Lu?!

Lucille: Saku?!

Sakuya: What are you doing here?! 

Lucille: Don’t worry about it! It’s a bit of a walk to your place, but it’s worth it! I’m glad you’re up!

Sakuya: …Haha. 

Lucille: Huh?

Sakuya: Some things never change, do they? 

Lucille: Listen, when it comes to us, I’m always gonna be chasing after you.

Sakuya: I…

Sakuya: Sigh. I love you too, then. 

Lucille: Hehe. 

Lucille: Oh! 

Sakuya: Hm?

Lucille: I can finally do this now!

Lucille: “Forsake your home and name, Julius! Don’t we have an even grander dream to share?!”

Sakuya: …! 

Sakuya: “I can’t. I can’t forsake my family.” 

Lucille: Hehe. 

Lucille: When you really think about it, this is kinda like that scene, isn’t it?

Sakuya: A little! Except we don’t have to go through what Romeo and Julius did. 

Lucille: True! But it is romantic, when you think about it. Someone sneaking out to get a peek at their lover, even if they might be asleep.

Sakuya: Yeah! I guess I’m kinda glad I couldn’t sleep.

Lucille: Same here. 

Sakuya: Wanna come in for a bit?

Lucille: I probably should, yeah. Thanks. 

Lucille: I don’t think this place will ever not be a little spooky at night. 

Sakuya: Really? It’s pretty homey, I think.

Lucille: Yeah, that’s ‘cause it is your home!

Sakuya: Okay, okay, you got me there!

Sakuya: Actually, you should probably stay the night, if you don’t mind. 

Lucille: Huh? You think?

Sakuya: Yeah, what with the time it’ll take you to get back and how late it is. 

Lucille: Well, I can’t turn down an offer like that from a boy so handsome. 

Sakuya: Shut up. 

Lucille: Make me.

Sakuya: Hmph.

Sakuya: *Chu!*

Sakuya: But that’s all you’re getting.

Lucille: Aww, fine. We both need sleep anyway.

Sakuya: Exactly. 

Lucille: Then I hope you don’t mind if I fall asleep right… *Yawn*... here…

Sakuya: Wait, that’s-! 

Lucille: Zzz…

Sakuya: Haah… Fine. We can sleep here. 

Sakuya: Zzz…

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[nexysworld]

NSFW Alphabet 🖤 GOW Heimdall (N-Z) 🖤

Read on AO3 🖤 Requests are Open 🖤 Read P1 Here

Summary: P2 of the NSFW Alphabet prompt for Heimdall. 

🖤 Tags: NSFW content below

N = No I don’t see Heimdall being into sharing. He’s like a toddler with a toy. You’re his, you don’t need anyone else’s help in the bedroom, and he certainly wouldn’t want to see anyone else’s thoughts about you. 

O = Oral I think he’d be skilled at giving, but I think he’d make you beg and earn it, otherwise you’re stuck with other methods of him getting you off. But when you are good and he gives you that treat…oh boy…. Him being him, I think his preference is definitely to receive. To lean back and watch as you struggle to pleasure him while he doesn’t have to do any work? What could be better? 

P = PaceDepends solely on his mood. If it’s a romantic session then he’d go with a decent pace, one that you’ll both enjoy. Bad mood? Expect a pounding. Wants to tease you? Painfully slow until you’re begging him for more stimulation.

Q = Quickies I don’t think he likes them too much, especially when you have Odin’s ravens skulking about most places. He also likes to take his time, but I could absolutely see him being convinced if he has some steam to blow, or you do. 

R = Risk Is anything really a risk to him? Except maybe you accidentally getting knocked up. I do think he’d experiment though, not with anything specific, but if a thought popped into his head he wouldn’t be ashamed for wanting to try it. 

S = Stamina I think since he’s a God he could go for quite a while compared to a mortal man. Not only does he last longer, but I see him being able to get it up again at least a few times until he’s really done.  

T = Toys Toys? Not necessarily dildos and things of that nature. I see him using accessories like collars, bindings, maybe something to spank you with, those kinds of items if he’s feeling in the mood.

U = Unfair  Heimdall is both the ultimate brat and brat tamer. I swear teasing is probably his favorite part. I don’t think he would see it as unfair, I mean you get to sleep with a God, the Scion of the Aseir, Herald of Ragnarok, you should be grateful for anything he gives you. He’ll also gladly remind you of this as well. 

V = Volume I definitely picture him with little grunts and moans. But ultimately I just don’t think he could shut up. Dirty talk, teasing, praises, etc. are what you’re most likely to hear the whole time. 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) I think the thought of breeding would turn him on. He doesn’t necessarily want kids or the responsibilities of dealing with them, but there are times where he would picture you with swollen tits and belly. The thought of everyone knowing that’s his child inside of you does it for him. In addition, I think sometimes he has thoughts that if he were to have kids, Odin would prefer them to his niece and nephews which gives him a little pride. 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) I think Heimdall is fit, but the lean muscular type. I think you’d yank off his tunic and be surprised at his abs and well sculpted form. He takes pride in his body and would never let it get less than what he considered perfect.

Y = Yearning I think that he can go a while in between sessions, but once he’s going you’re in for a long night. Ultimately like most things with Heimdall I think it completely depends on his mood. Z = Zzz I picture him letting you fall asleep first while he plays with your hair. He likes to watch your dreams as they flitter past your unconsciousness, like his own version of leaving the TV on while he falls asleep himself. It’s hard for him to shut out all the noise in his head, so it would definitely take a while.

[polyklok]

B, J, R smut and G. Y, Z fluff for Skwisgaar

G- Gentle

Tbh, Skwisgaar is a little mean. He likes to tease you and won’t bother to tread carefully when making fun. It’s all lighthearted. If you tell him he crossed a line, he’ll roll his eyes at you but he won’t do it again. Also, he reacts awkwardly to strong emotions; he’ll still pat your back and go “there, there” but he isn’t really sure what to do beyond that. He’ll get a bit better with time.

Physically? Uh, I wouldn’t really call it gentle. He’s still very new to physical contact that isn’t directly sexual, so all his hugs are weak, his kisses are hesitant, his cuddling is stiff. Again, he’s trying. He wants to be gentle and vulnerable but it will be a while until he can manage.

Y- Yuck

He doesn’t like when your overly insistent or pushy for him to open up, it has to happen naturally, otherwise it’ll have the opposite effect and he’ll shut down on you.

Now that I think about it, most of your relationship is going to be based around him trying to let you into his heart, bit by bit. It’s gonna take time and patience but it’s really worth it.

This one is silly, but I also thinks he hates the feeling of lip gloss. If you wear some, he’ll be personally offended and refuse to kiss you for the entire day, even if you wipe it off.

Z- Zzz

The lanky motherfucker is an absolute bed hog. He has a habit of spreading out all his long limbs and twisting into the weirdest positions. Before they lived in Mordhaus and he could get Klokateers to kick them out, all his one night stands would usually get smacked or kicked out of bed by flying body parts. Poor girls.

Nowadays, your best options is just to sleep on him. Congrats! You’ve been promoted to a weighted blanket. Seriously, just crawl up and wrap yourself around his torso, it’ll get him to be still somehow. He’ll insist that he doesn’t like it, but he always ends up folding in on you and laying his face against the top of your head.

B- Body Part

Do you even need to ask his favorite body part on him? No, you don’t. It’s his hands, obviously. They are his talent and the vessel for his soul. Whether they’re strumming at a guitar or deep inside of you, they are putting some work in to create a masterpiece. He’s perfect at finding all the right places to stroke, grope, pinch, and squeeze. No competition.

On you, he has a deep appreciation for your neck. It’s his favorite place to bite and nip at; it just looks so pretty covered in little love marks. He’s constantly going to be lifting your chin to get access to your beautiful neck.

J- Jack Off

He went years without ever masturbating on his own. Hundreds of people were always willing, why would he do the job himself?

Though, assuming you managed to tie him down and you’re now in a committed relationship, he realizes you can’t always keep up with his high sex drive, so he’s gone back to spending some alone time with his hand around his dick. You can always tell when he’s about to masturbate too; He’ll try to persuade you into the deed, you turn him down, he sighs, leaves the room, and then comes back with a slightly happier attitude. He’s never gonna jerk it alone whenever you’re willing to help him out.

It’s usually very quick and easy; He’s just relieving some pressure and it’s not like he has anyone else to impress. Honestly, it’s never a show. But part of him is always hoping you’ll walk in with a changed mind (and no clothing on).

R- Risk

In most cases, it isn’t a matter of what he’s willing to do, it’s what you’re willing to ask him. He is Skwisgaar Skwigelf, the Sex God. He could bend you over a table during a birthday party at the White House and spank you with a baseball glove signed by Bon Jovi and everyone would just be like, “Classic Skwis”

Of course, he doesn’t find those sorts of things to be the most romantic of scenarios so he won’t go for it. But as soon as you ask, he’s game.

Skwisgaar has his preferences, but he’s willing to try anything with you and will definitely do it again if you enjoy yourself.

His one and only “No.” to risks is pregnancy. You have to be on birth control, whether he uses condoms or not. It’s a deal breaker for him.

If anyone else has a request, refer back to here!

[doppotranslations]

Monthly △- First issue ~ Special Edition! Haunted House and Rumors of Aliens - Part 1

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Hypmic ARB in-game event story (Rei, Jakurai, Kuko)

Recording Link: https://youtu.be/GdW-6ei4FBQ (in case you wanna read along with the in-game voice lines and sound effects :D)

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Chapter 1

[At the temple]

Kuko: Zzz…Zzz…Zzz…Zzz…Zzz…Zzz… *turns over* Zzz…Zzz…Zzz…Zzz…Zzz…Zzz…

Kuko’s Dad: That’s bad karma! *hits him*

Kuko: Gueh! The hell are you doin’ you damn old man!!

Kuko’s Dad: How many times do I have to tell you not to sleep in the main hall!? You stupid brat!! *hits him*

Kuko: Gyah!! Guooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!! Kuko’s Dad: You have a visitor.

???: Hehe. Parent child relationships, am I right?

Kuko’s Dad: No, this is… something pretty embarrassing…

Kuko: Ah?

Rei: Yo!

Kuko: You are Osaka’s…

Kuko’s Dad: Now then, please enjoy your stay.

Rei: *enters* Pardon the intrusion.

Kuko: …What do you want?

Rei: Do you only get visited when someone needs something from you?

Kuko: You careless bastard… Rei: Ahahaha!!

Kuko: …Well, the hell you want?

Rei: Right! Thing is, if I’m being honest, there is one favor I would like to ask of you. Kuko: …a favor?

Rei: Actually, recently I’ve heard… this odd yet interesting story.

Kuko: Quit wastin’ my time and get to the point already!

Rei: Jeez, you’re so damn impatient. Come on, this is important and it could really interest you.

Kuko: And I am really busy. Rei: Busy napping, is that right?

Kuko: Shut the fuck up! I’m busy sleeping!

Rei: Alright, if you say so… I’ll get to the gist of it. There is a strange rumor going around about a house that no one who enters makes it out alive. Kuko: The hell is up with that…?

Rei: The story goes like this… A decade ago… There was a family of 3 who had something strange happen to them. It is unknown why, but the father suddenly went mad and murdered his wife and daughter. Kuko: That is a very sad story…

Rei: These days this kind of thing is pretty rare, isn’t it?

Kuko: That house is the one you mentioned earlier, isn’t it?

Rei: Yes. The wife who was murdered… Sayako’s curse is what kills those who enter, or so they say.

Kuko: I can see that. And you came to my place so that we can verify if that is true, right?

Rei: You’re right, that’s all there is to it. I imagine a monk like you is able to perform an exorcism or two.

Kuko: Right…

Rei: Good! Then it’s decided! We’re going to that house right away!

Kuko: No way, I don’t get it at all! Why the hell do you care so much about this whole thing!?

Rei: Actually, I researched and developed some devices that can take down ghosts.

Kuko: Huh?

Rei: I’m eager to test them out. Kuko: Then just go by yourself…

Rei: If by any chance I don’t manage to beat them myself, won’t I be screwed? I don’t want to die yet, you know?

Kuko: I refuse.

Rei: Hey hey, don’t say that. Do you really think you’ll reach enlightenment as a monk who’s afraid of a puny ghost?

Kuko: Tch… Fine, fine. I’ll come with if I really have to.

Rei: Hehe. That’s the spirit.

Kuko: So, where is this place?

Rei: In Shinjuku.

Chapter 2

[At a restaurant]

Jakurai’s Friend: Long time no see, Jakurai!

Jakurai: Yes, that’s right. Are you doing good… well, you probably aren’t if you had to see me… How are things going?

Jakurai’s Friend: Yeah… Well, it’s a bit…

Jakurai: …You seemed to be concerned about something when you called me today, were you not?

Jakurai’s Friend: Huh? As usual, you’re so perceptive it’s creeping me out.

Jakurai: Is that so? What’s the matter then?

Jakurai’s Friend: …what I’m about to say is probably gonna sound pretty crazy. Well, I can't deny that I laid my eyes on something I thought was really strange. Though, I know for sure that I am not crazy… Jakurai: …

Jakurai’s Friend: You know I work in real estate, right?

Jakurai: Yes, so I’ve heard. Is your company not doing great?

Jakurai’s Friend: Not at all, our sales go up every single year, I couldn’t possibly ask for better results.

Jakurai: Then what are you worried about?

Jakurai’s Friend: My company bought a psychologically affected property for cheap, since we tend to achieve the best results by selling properties we fully renovate.

Jakurai: Psychologically affected?

Jakurai’s Friend: Psychologically affected property… A property where a murder took place, or a suicide, or an accidental death, so-called stigmatized property.

Jakurai: I see… Well then what’s the problem with this stigmatized property?

Jakurai’s Friend: It’s a house that kills you upon entering it…

Jakurai: Eh…?

Jakurai’s Friend: It’s a house that kills you upon entering it… or so they say…

Jakurai: …

Jakurai’s Friend: I know it sounds completely absurd… still there were people interested in moving there of course… However, as more and more private viewings went on, both clients and employees alike started passing away one by one…

Jakurai: That can’t be… that is…

Jakurai’s Friend: *smashes table* IT’S ALL TRUE!!

Jakurai: Calm down…

Jakurai’s Friend: I’m sorry…

Jakurai: Maybe that property is…?

Jakurai’s Friend: Yeah, I’ve been inside one time… Jakurai: But, you’re alive, aren’t you…?

Jakurai’s Friend: I entered a few days ago. There was this woman…

Jakurai: Woman…?

Jakurai’s Friend: She had long hair, she appeared to be wearing a pure white dress…

Jakurai: I understand the situation, but what do you want me to do about it…? The issue at hand seems to be a paranormal phenomenon, which is something I don’t think I’d be able to help with…

Jakurai’s Friend: I see… If that’s what you think… then I’ll have to find someone else to rely on for this… I’m sorry about all this… you can forget it…

Jakurai: Wait.

Jakurai’s Friend: ……

Jakurai: If someone proved that entering that residence doesn’t kill them, will your fears about that place vanish?

Jakurai’s Friend: W-well… 

Jakurai: Then I’ll go inside that house, so that I can prove it to you.

[At the house]

Rei: There it is… from the outside it looks just like any plain old house.

Kuko: …! Rei: Mm, whaat? Did you get a cold sweat or somethin’?

Kuko: This place is bad news… No way in hell we goin’ in there…

Rei: Huh~? It doesn’t look like it to me… For times like these… *pulls out a weird device* Tadaa~! It’s my Spirit-o-Meter!

Kuko: Huh? What the fuck is that…

Rei: Oh it’s just a lil’ somethin’ I invented, it’s a machine that measures the power of the grudges of spirits. Switching it on will display the numerical value of their power-…seriously? It’s not picking up anything.

Kuko: If that gizmo is the real thing, then I must have misinterpreted my senses…

???: Oya, it’s you two…

Kuko and Rei: !?

Chapter 3

[At the house]

Jakurai: It sure is strange meeting you here, isn’t it?

Rei: Strange or not strange… What in the world are you doing here…

Jakurai: …I’m here to help out a friend-

Kuko: Fucking idiot! Dumbass! Do you even understand what kind of place you’re in?!

Jakurai: It’s a house that kills you upon entering it…

Kuko: ! If you knew then why the fuck did you enter?!

Jakurai: My friend is extremely afraid of entering this place. I thought that if I were to enter it safely, he could feel some relief over this.

Kuko: Tch… ain’t no way in hell this place is a fake!

Jakurai: Oh, you think so?

Rei: Hey, this really is a haunted house. The place is also extremely dangerous.

Jakurai: That can’t be…

Kuko: Yeah it can…  I was able to sense a negative energy that is probably what haunts this place.

Jakurai: That sounds nonscientific…

Kuko: If for some goddamn reason you don’t believe me and keep going, you’ll get yourself killed…

Jakurai: …

Rei: Oi, Harai…

Kuko: Yes… looks like that geezer will be joining us…

???: A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A…

Jakurai: A voice…?

Sayako: A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A!!!

Jakurai, Kuko, Rei: !?

Jakurai: W-what the…! What’s with that woman!?

Rei: For times like these, lil’ old me has developed just the thing…*pulls out a weird device* Tadaaa! The Ghost Vacuuminator~! This bad boy will suck in that ghost chick in no time~... Here goes nothin’!

Sayako: A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A!!!

Rei: Whaa… Looks like it’s not suckin’er up all the way in…

Sayako: A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A!!!

Kuko: Move! BEGONE!!!!!

Sayako: A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A!!!

Kuko: DISAPPEAR!!!!!!!!!!

Sayako: !!! *disappears*

Kuko: *pants*

Rei: Amazing! It’s over?

Kuko: Nope… That’ll only keep’er away for a while… It wasn’t a complete exorcism…

Rei: It got pretty dangerous once that thing came out…

Kuko: Yeah… That chick didn’t look like she wanted to listen at all…

Jakurai: It looks like you saved me… Thank you…

Kuko: …this ain��t the time to feel relieved. If this keeps going you’ll surely end up dead…

Jakurai: …

Rei: Ahaha! Super-Monk Harai-san will save Jinguji! If that’s the case lil’ old me will stick around too.

Kuko: Tch… I can’t guarantee I’ll do it, but I’ll try my best…

Jakurai: I’m saved…

Rei: Well, Kukoooo-saan, what do we do next?

Kuko: My power won’t be of any help against that thing… Goddamn the only choice I got left is borrowing my old man’s power…

Rei: Well, looks like your father will have to go on a lil’ business trip and come all the way from Nagoya. We better get some food and drinks then.

Jakurai: …well then, if it’s alright with you two, would you like to come over and stay at my house? I’d like to treat you to a meal.

Kuko: Is that really ok?

Jakurai: Allow me to do this much, please.

Chapter 4

[At a café]

Gentaro: I’m thinking perhaps my next manuscript should be occult themed. 

Editor: Ooh, that sounds great! I think Yumeno-sensei’s horror stories are sure to get many fans! However, that’s unusual, isn’t it?

Gentaro: It’s certainly a genre that I’m not too proficient at, thus I believe it would prove to be rather challenging.

Editor: That’s some superb ambition! I sure would love being your apprentice.

Gentaro: If that’s the case, hath thou ever experienced something that’s left thee utterly speechless?

Editor: Utterly speechless, huh… N-no… I’ve witnessed no such event… As you can see, I am a pretty boring man.

Gentaro: Thou ought not belittle yourself in such a manner.

Editor: Ahaha… don’t worry about it…

Gentaro: Hmm… If I am to write such fiction, then where shall I gather intel? Where shall my ghost spotting take place, I wonder? 

Editor: Ghost spotting, huh… Shibuya proved to be a wonderful inspiration for your previous work. 

Gentaro: Perhaps it could work well. Perhaps it could truly be something to spark some inspiration.

Editor: If that’s the case, then please steer clear of any places where trespassing is forbidden.

Gentaro: Certainly. I am a moderately honest and serious man after all.

Edito: Well, then, have fun with that. *leaves*

Gentaro: Now then… (The internet will surely prove useful in finding a place to spot ghosts, will it not?)

[Out in the city]

Jyushi: Yeah~, getting to perform in Shibuya sure is exciting, isn’t it~

Member A: Yeah, we’ve finally been invited to play outside of Nagoya.

Jyushi: Right!

Member B: Say, Jyushi, shall we celebrate our debut?

Jyushi: Ah~, sorry but I gotta say no! I gotta go somewhere real quick!

Member A: Just make sure you don’t follow any strangers-

Jyushi: I am not that much of a child…

[At a café]

Store clerk: Welcome! Oh it’s a new face, isn’t it?

Jyushi: Y-Yesh. A n-new face.

Store clerk: Well then, please follow me to your table.

Jyushi: …

[Time Skip]

Store clerk: Here’s a deluxe classic parfait. Enjoy!

Jyushi: It came, it came, it sure came~ The parfait I chose over celebrating with the guys~ I’ll eat it right away!

Gentaro: Umm… that is…

Jyushi: Omnomnomnomnomnomnomnom.

Gentaro: Let’s see… there are some interesting people around… *gets up and walks* Hello.

Jyushi: Eh? Ah, Shibuya’s writer guy!

Gentaro: Shall we sit together?

Jyushi: Y-yes… G-go ahead…

Gentaro: Such a coincidence, is it not?

Jyushi: Y-yeah… sure is…

Gentaro: ………

Jyushi: …U-uh. Did you need something?

Gentaro: Is it really a bother if I came with no request and just came to chat?

Jyushi: Eh, no way… But, I don’t really know you that well and all…

Gentaro: No need to worry about it, as I do have a proper request.

Jyushi: …What is it?

Gentaro: Let’s go ghost spotting together!

[the-himawari]

A3! Troupe Event Translation - Sunny Blanc (1/11)

*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi

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*door opens*

Guy: We’re home.

Hisoka: I’m beat…

Izumi: Welcome back! That’s a pretty bouquet you have there!

Azuma: Indeed it is. Why do you have those flowers?

Guy: A regular said they started a mobile flower shop recently, so they shared them with me. We discussed a lot before they opened for business, so it appears it was thanks for that.

Tsumugi: You aren’t going to display them in your store?

Guy: That thought did cross my mind. But I thought you would like them, Tsukioka.

Tsumugi: Sorry for going out of your way for me. I would drop by your store anytime to have a look as long as you let me know. Thank you though. I happened to buy a new flower vase recently, so I’ll arrange the flowers in that.

Izumi: I’m sure the lounge will brighten up if you display them here.

Homare: Mhm. Life with flowers adds a dash of colour. It is a wonderful thing. ….HA! A poem has come to me!

-pause-

Tsumugi: I suppose this area still doesn’t need any fertilizer… I’m glad both the tulips and the hyacinths look like they’re doing well.

Hisoka: *Nom*… *munch, munch*. How are the daffodils from before?

Tsumugi: The daffodils are growing well too. …Fufu. We’ve been doing things like this more often since our 8th performance.

Hisoka: Yeah. We were doing the opposite during that time.

Tsumugi: We were aiming to get to know each other for our roles as partners, after all.

Hisoka: *Yaaawn*… I’m sleepy…

Tsumugi: Your clothes will get soiled by the dirt if you sleep here. It would be better to sleep on the bench.

Hisoka: Mm… Zzz, zzz…

*dream starts*

August: These will dry by the afternoon in this weather. It’s nice and warm.

Hisoka: ?

August: Look, you can smell the nice scent of the sun from the sheets.

Hisoka: The scent of the sun… (It’s a nice and warm smell…)

August: It kind of makes you want to take a nap, doesn’t it? I guess I’ll catch some shut-eye too. Goodnight.

Hisoka: Goodnight…

*dream ends*

Hisoka: …Ngh.

Izumi: Hisoka-san? Great timing. I was just about to wake you—.

Hisoka: …I smell the sun.

Izumi: The sun? Ahh, you mean this laundry here?

Hisoka: (I had a nostalgic dream about August… Maybe it’s because I smelled this while I was asleep…)

Izumi: You have a happy look on your face.

Hisoka: …August appeared in my dream.

Izumi: Oh, I see. It must’ve been a pleasant dream.

Hisoka: (Back then, I thought I would remember such a happy moment for the rest of my life. But I totally forgot about it before I knew it…)

Izumi: You know, maybe August-san was nearby and came to check up on you…

Hisoka: …August?

Izumi: Maybe he was wondering if you’re doing your best as an actor, or… um, that was a bit insensitive of me to say, huh? I’m sorry.

Hisoka: It’s okay. That sounds like something August would think, so I’m sure that’s true. They way you and August think are similar…

Izumi: If possible, I would have loved to meet August-san too.

Hisoka: You guys could meet if you could enter my dreams…

Izumi: Ahaha, I guess so.

Hisoka: …Oh yeah, where’s Tsumugi?

Izumi: Ah, Tsumugi-san was the one who draped that blanket over you. He went back to his family’s home in a rush earlier. He said he would explain the situation later. But I’m a little worried since it’s rare to see Tsumugi-san in that sort of state.

Hisoka: I wonder if something happened…

Izumi: We’ll just have to wait for Tsumugi-san to contact us for the time being.

-pause-

*door opens*

Tsumugi: I’m home.

Izumi: Ah, welcome back! How did it go back home?

Tsumugi: So you see, I rushed home since got a call from my mom saying my grandmother’s health wasn’t doing well… But it was just a cold according to the results from the clinic. I went home without listening properly, so my mom was surprised and told me I was in too much of a hurry. My grandmother also said it wasn’t a big deal. But considering her age, we can’t let our guard down even though it’s a common cold… My mom has her job as a nurse, and my dad is working in another city, so I’m thinking I’ll go home for a few days to take care of her starting tomorrow. I’m so sorry. I know we’re supposed to discuss Winter troupe’s play around this time.

Izumi: Don’t even worry about that! Please stay by your grandmother’s side until she’s feeling better.

Tsumugi: Thank you. I will talk with the rest of Winter troupe too. —.

Izumi: A-are you alright?

Tsumugi: Ahaha… I just stumbled for a second.

*bumps*

Izumi: (Uh, and now he’s hit his head against the door… it looks like this has really shaken Tsumugi-san.) (I wonder if he’ll be alright taking care of his grandmother by himself…)

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[clocks-are-round]

Z = zzz’s (bed sharing/one bed) with simmons please :3

Red Team Sardines

“This has to be some kind of mistake.” Simmons stared at the singular bed in the hotel room.

“Huh? What’s wrong?” Grif tugged his suitcase in after him. Bumbling on its wheels, it loudly slapped the door frame and closing door in succession. Grif got it into the room with another strong tug from his deceptively muscular— Focus, Simmons!

Simmons cleared his throat. He gestured. “There’s only one bed.”

“There’s room for both of us. Just stay on your side.”

“You sprawl and… hug. In your sleep.”

“So?”

“Sarge has the other keycard.” No way did he want Sarge and Donut walking in on them like that.

“Point taken. I dunno, you could sleep on the floor?”

“I think I need to have a word with whoever’s in charge. I’m sure it was two twin beds. Why would Sarge book a single bed room when there are four of us?” Simmons noticed Grif eying the bed like an old friend. “Don’t get too comfortable, we’ll be in a new room soon.”

Simmons ran over a few possible conversations in his head. The lady at the desk was really pretty, and that was sure to trip him up. He needed to be prepared before he marched over and inevitably got flustered after a few words.

“Uh huh. Sure, Simmons.” Grif strolled over to one side of the bed, his bulky dingy suitcase sending Simmons’ perfectly shiny metallic one careening just as he took a step toward the door— Simmons yelped as his crotch sank too far into the suitcase handle. “Son of a bitch!”

Grif winced sympathetically. “Ooh, been there, buddy.”

“I don’t,” Simmons grimaced, “have as much feeling there since my surgery, but yeah. Not great.” Simmons staggered over to the other side of the bed and flopped onto his back.

“Sarge did something in the front too?”

“No! I mean— it doesn’t matter. Still hurts like a bitch.”

Grif flopped onto his back on his own side of the bed.

Simmons squeezed his eyes shut as he waited out the pain. He thought every curse word he could think of. “This wouldn’t have happened if you were more careful with your stupid suitcase,” Simmons fumed.

Grif lazily turned to meet Simmons’ eyes. Their faces were less than a foot apart. Grif raised his eyebrows. “What? You want me to kiss it better?”

Simmons’ face heated. He grabbed a pillow and whacked Grif. Simmons glanced at the door. It was still closed, at least.

“Yeah, yeah.” Grif pulled the pillow under his head. “There we go.” He sighed. “Much better.”

The door swung open, Sarge wearing his all-red hat, shirt, and shorts that made him look more like a fire hydrant than usual— Grif had pointed this out earlier; Simmons would never say that to Sarge’s face.

Sarge was holding his duffel bag. “Simmons. Grif. Sounds like there’s been a mix-up with the rooms.”

“No kidding,” Grif said, lounging comfortably while Simmons— who had bolted up the moment the handle turned— sat on the edge.

Donut dropped his obnoxiously pink sequined bag on the floor “Turns out we only got ONE room. Total!”

Simmons blinked. “What.”

“All the other rooms are full tonight, so I couldn’t get us another one. We’ll just have to sleep in a pile like a bunch of baby rabbits.”

“Aww I love baby bunnies!”

“I even asked them to check the back. No dice.”

Grif scooted up to a sit. “You asked them to check the back of the hotel for… what? More rooms they forgot to put on the shelves?”

“Sleepover time!” Donut ran into the room and hopped onto the bed.

Grif frowned. “Donut, if you steal the blanket from me tonight, I will smother you with a pillow in your sleep.”

“Woof. Someone’s tense. Ooh, anyone want a massage?”

Everyone groaned.

“Oh, don’t be shy you guys!”

——

Sarge prodded Grif’s arm. “Move your ass, Grif. I’m not gonna sleep on top of you and you sure as hell ain’t gonna sleep on top of me.”

Grif shifted position and crossed his arms as Sarge sidled in next to him. “How are we all supposed to fit in one bed?”

Sarge nodded his head over towards Grif. “Simmons, get over on the other side of Grif.”

“We’d be crammed so close to each other though.” Simmons tried not to think too much about that. A red face was the last thing he needed when he was already dealing with a bunch of stupid butterflies. What was he, gay? (Author's note: yes.)

“So?” Donut said, “It’s not like you’ve never touched each other. You two have slept together.”

“What??” Simmons and Grif both said. Simmons felt Grif tense as he did.

Grif quickly added, “I don’t know WHAT you’re talking about, Donut.”

“What?” Donut wiggled away from the edge of the bed, cramming Simmons closer to Grif. “Didn’t you share a bed last time we went on a Red Team vacation? You can sleep together one more night, jeez.”

Simmons’ mind had immediately jumped to the euphemism but this was Donut. He dropped innuendos constantly. It was best to try to ignore it.

“Somebody get the light,” Sarge said. “We start hunting Grif at the crack of dawn.”

Simmons elbowed Donut, who elbowed him back.

“The light,” Simmons hissed.

“Ohhhh.” Donut obliged.

“Can it be the crack of the afternoon?” Grif asked. “Also, can’t someone else be the victim first for once?”

“No, it’s alphabetical. You first, numbnuts.”

Grif grumbled. “Fine.” He rolled over. “Stupid alphabet.”

The room was now dark, but Simmons was extremely aware of the two men sardining him. Oh god there was so much body heat and so little space. He was going to wake up uncomfortable and sweaty. Or worse, nuzzling into Grif or Donut thinking they were a pillow in his sleep. But, counterpoint, he really didn’t want to sleep on the floor. He’d at least try to put up with it. At least for tonight.

A few minutes passed. Sarge had already started snoring.

“Wait, Donut’s D!”

“What about my D?”

“Everyone shut. Up.”

[lostinthemines]

Rage

Sorry this took me forever to post, but enjoy :)

The night had fallen extremely quickly.

It always seems to approach faster the further you travel away from the mushroom kingdom, he’d noticed. He’s not sure if it’s a symptom of being closer to Bowsers kingdom, which is covered by darkness, or just Mario’s mind constantly playing tricks on him whenever he gets to this point in his adventure. Either way, his exhaustion was definitely catching up to him as the moon started to rise. He knows that he has to rest soon, if he’s feeling it so are the others. He looks to his side and sees Luigi slowing down slightly, and Yoshi’s eyes are beginning to close. It had been a long day of travelling.

“Mario, it’s getting dark,” Luigi seems to read his mind, stopping in his tracks. “Bowser will have his army all around looking for us, I think we should stop for the night,” Mario knows his brother is right; he can feel how sore his feet are, he’s been practically dragging himself for the past couple hours. However, he still hesitates. Every minute they stop is a minute longer he’s away from Peach, a minute longer Bowser has her locked up doing god knows what to her. “You’re no good to Peach if you exhaust yourself.” Luigi adds for good measure, which seems to snap his brother out of his own head. He sighs to himself, Luigi’s right, as usual.

“Yeah.. okay.” Mario agrees reluctantly, retreating into the bush to find a place to set up for the night. Yoshi offers Mario a ride but he politely declines, the poor dinosaur is tired enough without having to lug Mario around. They all find a good spot to set up camp and get started on a fire. If any of Bowsers army found them, they’d deal with them. It was too cold not to have a fire tonight, it was a risk they’d have to take.

Yoshi is asleep in a matter of seconds, snoring quietly as the fire crackles in the darkness. The two brothers can practically see the zzz’s coming from Yoshi’s figure, he was absolutely exhausted. Mario watches Luigi’s eyes try to stay open, looking at him with concern. Luigi dismisses it immediately and Mario lays his head down, but doesn’t do much else. He doesn’t even look like he’s trying to sleep, he’s just staring up at the many stars littering the night sky.

“Are you at least going to try to sleep?” Luigi asks seriously. He can see the bags under his brothers eyes, he knows he hasn’t been sleeping well these past couple of nights. He’d tried to stay up and ensure his brother got even just a few hours of sleep, but mostly Luigi would just end up falling asleep himself.

“I can’t,” Mario admits. “I keep thinking about what he could be doing to her..” Mario trails off, turning to face his brother. “What if he’s going to..” He didn’t need to finish his sentence. His brother knew exactly what he was worrying about. This capture was a lot more serious than usual; Bowser had taken Peach out of pure anger this time and they all knew it. There’s no telling what he’ll do.

“He won’t,” Luigi replies sadly. “We’ll get there before anything happens, and I’ll be here every step of the way, Mario.” He assures. Mario smiles weakly at his brother, eyes growing heavy.

“Thank you.” Mario says quietly, going back to looking at the sky. Luigi turns on his side, shutting his eyes.

“Peach will need you to be at your best,” Luigi adds, just as a gentle reminder. “So if you can, try to get some sleep.” Mario just nods, and Luigi takes that as a win, he’s too tired now to argue. They’ve got a big day ahead of them and he knows Mario won’t stop until they reach the castle. Luigi wouldn’t either if he was in his shoes.

“I’ll try.” Mario replies, turning on his side and shutting his eyes tightly, trying to sleep. When he closes his eyes, all he can see is Peach’s face when she is grabbed; the scared eyes, the gloved hand reaching out, the yell of his name said in pure terror. Bowser had never come at them like this before. It shook Mario to his core.

He finally manages to fall asleep a few minutes later, tossing and turning the entire night.

✧ ✧ ✧

The last thing Mario wants to do is keep going. He’s so physically and mentally drained, he isn’t sure how much longer he can go on without needing to stop. He knows that’s not an option, he wouldn’t let himself even if he was dying, but he’s already looking forward to the next night time. He can tell Luigi and Yoshi are very much in the same boat, Yoshi has started to drag his tail along with him, and Luigi can feel his eyes closing even as he walks. All of them are determined to get to Bowser no matter what, so they are all pushing through it together.

Luigi’s noticed a significant change in Mario’s mood over the last day or so. He’s gotten quieter and more reserved, which he honestly expected. He’s surprised it had taken his brother this long for it to start affecting him so badly. He hasn’t really been speaking much either, and when he does it’s with a tone Luigi can’t place, which is the change he is taken aback by. Irritation, impatience, anger? Only Mario would know, but Luigi had never known him to get angry before. He was always calm and collected, the voice of reason, the one who fought but fought with compassion, not with anger. Anytime Mario would speak, Yoshi and Luigi would share a concerned glance, and make a mental note to keep an eye on him as they progressed in their adventure.

It takes the three another day and a half to reach Bowsers castle. By the time they arrive, the sun has gone down, which means it’s absolutely covered in guards from head to toe. Buzzy beetles and dry bones guard the courtyard entrance, pacing back and forth. Paragoombas and koopa paratroopas patrol the sky, eyes darting back and forth over the gate and towards the courtyard, looking for anything suspicious coming inside. Four koopa troopers guard the gate to the castle entrance, big spears in one hand. Mario looks to Luigi and Yoshi, trying to figure out how they get past all of these enemies without alerting Bowser to their presence.

“At least it’s nighttime,” Luigi is the first one to break the silence, looking around left and right. “Means we can sneak past them.”

“Yoshi, you might have to clear a path if we get caught,” Mario looks to his dinosaur friend, who looks determined. He’d do anything to get Peach back home safe. “Luigi, you be my eyes on the sky.” He starts. The three of them start to plot out a pathway to reach the entrance as fast and undetected as possible. Yoshi eats a buzzy beetle and spits him out, causing the shell to knock out a bunch of the other beetles, even a few dry bones. While the other dry bones hurry to help gather the scattered bones, the three make their way past them and into the entry. So far so good with the air enemies, they haven’t noticed a thing. Bowsers henchmen aren’t exactly the sharpest tools in the shed.

“How do we get past those two?!” Luigi whispers. “Yoshi can’t eat them, they’ve got spears!” The dinosaur in question feels his chest tighten at the thought of those spears piercing his stomach.

“I’ll go for the one of the left, you go for the right. Let’s try and get around them.” Mario suggests. Luigi nods, feeling a little scared but he braves it for his brother. He knows Mario needs him more than ever, and that’s a good motivator. The two approach the koopas from the side of the railing. Mario strikes first, jumping from the railing onto the koopa and yanking the spear from him. Luigi reacts quickly and knocks the second guard, making him retreat into his shell almost instantly.

“Some guard.” Luigi mumbles humorously. Luigi picks up the shell and tosses it in the air, causing it to fling far away from the door. The younger brother assumes the other koopa is taken care of, so he turns to face Mario, eyes widening. Mario has the koopa pinned down with the spear in his hand, pointing it directly towards the turtles throat.

“Where is she?!” Mario shouts, staring darkly into the koopas eyes. “Where is he keeping her?!” He’s not even giving the koopa time to respond before shouting another question at him.

“I-I don’t know! I'm sorry. I'm sorry! I just guard the door! I swear! I swear!” Mario doesn’t seem satisfied with this answer and stabs the spear into the ground next to them, causing the koopa to get up and quickly scramble away. Luigi is in brief shock for a moment, he’d never seen his brother so angry before. This was definitely taking a toll on him.

The three of them enter the castle and make their way through. It looks like most of the guards were set up around the perimeter, as there was barely any inside. They passed a few hammer bros and spinys, but besides that the castle was empty.

“It’s too quiet,” Mario mumbles, making Luigi look at him with concern. “I hope we find them.” He’s not sure if Mario is talking to him or himself at this point. They reach the throne room and Mario approaches the big double doors, grunting as he pushes them both open.

“We might need to split up,” Luigi looks around at the many different ways to go. “They could be anywhere.” Mario just nods, picking a direction and heading down it. Luigi and Yoshi share a glance before going their seperate ways. The pair were growing more concerned for Mario but they know he’s just worried about Peach. They were too.

Mario finds himself stuck in a maze. Every single room looks the same; the same patterns on the walls, the same ugly statues of Bowser, everything. The more rooms he passes the more angry he feels himself become. He’d tried so hard to be calm, to keep his cool until he found Peach, but he just couldn’t anymore. Bowser always kidnapped Peach, yes, but this was different. He had done this out of the cruelty of his heart. To hurt Mario, hurt Peach. It was all for a reason. Bowser wants to scare him, terrify him, and Mario hates that it’s working. He can feel his heart beating inside his chest in fear, every step forward he takes that doesn’t lead him anywhere just causes his chest to sting.

Eventually, he comes across an entryway, sighing in relief and rushing through the door. He can see chains on the floor and debris, as if construction had been done. Or a struggle, Mario thinks briefly, but he doesn’t let that thought linger. Refuses to, knowing that it’ll just make him more upset. As he continues to walk he smells something, following the scent instantly. It was fire, and not just any fire, Bowsers fire. It had a distinct smell and Mario knew it like the back of his hand at this point.

He finally reaches the end of the corridor, coming face to face with the reptile himself. Mario’s made his way to Bowsers throne room, and upon seeing the plumber enter his room, Bowser grins playfully.

“Mario!” Mario’s eyebrows furrow at him, making his grin even wider. “So nice of you to stop by.” Bowser looks to Mario, noticing a different kind of look on his face. He really must’ve pissed him off this time.

“Where is she?” Mario asks, cutting to the chase. He didn’t have time to entertain Bowser today. He never really did, but today was different. He needed to get to Peach immediately before anything worse happened to her.

“Somewhere in this castle,” Bowser replies casually, staring at him. “Surprised you haven’t found her already, especially under these circumstances. He laughs. “I’m disappointed in you, Mario. I made this maze just for you.”

Mario isn’t laughing. “I’ll kill you.” He spits, his hands balling into fists. Bowser looks at him for a moment before bursting into laughter, slapping his hand against his throne. This only makes Mario more mad, taking a step closer.

“Kill me?” Bowser challenges, not really thinking too much of the plumbers threat. He’d soon come to regret that. “I’d like to see you try.”

✧✧✧

Luigi feels like he hasn’t made any progress whatsoever. Every time he enters a new room he can’t recall if he’s already been in it or not. It’s all the same and it’s driving him crazy. He hopes the others are having better luck than him.

He eventually runs into Yoshi, sighing dejectedly. “We just went in a big circle, didn’t we?” Luigi realises out loud, raising his voice a little. Yoshi frowns at him, but the frown quickly disappears upon hearing a certain voice through the corridor.

“Luigi?” The voice calls, and the man is immediately alert. He looks down the hallway to the few rooms, wondering where the voice came from. He knew that voice anywhere.

“Peach? Where are you?” He shouts down the hallway, ushering Yoshi to help him check each room thoroughly.

“Down here!” She shouts, voice hoarse. She’s hoping her voice will lead them to her. She knew where she was, it was just getting Luigi to her that was the hard part. Bowser had hidden her pretty well, behind a secret wall that looked like every other room. She’d been helplessly waiting for what felt like hours, begging anyone to hear her or find her.

Luigi finally enters the room she’s in, following her voice cues perfectly. He presses his ear against the wall, finally realising it doesn’t feel like the other walls. He pushes against the wall and it slowly starts to turn to his amazement.

“Yoshi! Come help me with this.” He requests. Yoshi comes over and helps Luigi push the wall, finally turning it all the way to the side. Luigi puffs out a breath before entering the room, finally spotting the princess in her cage. Her eyes light up as soon as she sees Luigi’s face, a weak smile making its way onto her face.

“You found me,” Peach says in disbelief. She was so relieved to see him, even though she was hoping it would be Mario who would find her. “The key is behind that wall panel over there.” She points it out to the boys and Yoshi gets to work removing it. He grabs the key and unlocks the cage, allowing Peach to step out shakily. Before Luigi can say another word she’s embracing him tightly, and he quickly wraps his arms around her. Yoshi moves closer and joins in their little hug, making Peach smile.

“Thank you,” She whispers, and Luigi just hugs her tighter, letting her know it’s finally over, she’s finally safe. They pull away after a moment and Peach frowns, asking the dreaded question. “Where’s Mario?” She looks nervous as she asks this, playing with her hands.

“He went looking for you,” Luigi explains quickly, motioning Yoshi to give Peach a ride. Peach slowly sits on his shell, holding him tightly. She hopes she doesn’t weigh too much for him. “C’mon, we’ll take you to him. He’s probably found Bowser by now.”

“I can show you the way.” Peach offers. The three of them then head off down the hall with Peach’s directions, trying desperately to find Mario. They pass through many secret passageways, which makes Luigi wonder if Mario has actually found Bowser or if he is still stuck in the maze. They hear some commotion coming from the other side of the castle, so Luigi’s previous thought is instantly scrapped. They hear Bowser groaning and Peach grips Yoshi a little tighter, fearing the worst.

Nothing could have prepared them for what was around the corner.

Luigi is the first to turn the corner, stopping dead in his tracks for a brief moment. There stood his brother, gloves bloody and body heaving violently, staring down at Bowser with pure hatred in his eyes. Luigi had never seen him like this before. The reptile was on the floor, face bloody and bruised. Mario grabs him by one of his horns and lands another blow to his nose, causing Bowser to cry out in agony. It seemed like Mario had been at this for a while, judging by how bloody he was.

“Mario!” Luigi shouts, getting his attention. Yoshi has covered his eyes with both hands, not wanting to look at it anymore. Peach hops off Yoshi’s back, trying to get a look at what’s going on. She lets out a small gasp upon seeing the scene unfolding in front of her. She can practically see the steam coming from Mario’s body, he’s completely filled with rage. She’d never seen him like this before in her life, and it seemed like Luigi hadn’t either. “Mario! Stop!” He tries again, but it’s like his brother can no longer hear him, all he’s focused on is Bowser. Peach looks at Luigi before taking a step forward, trying to get as close to Mario as possible. She gets close enough that she can touch his shoulder from behind, causing him to jolt.

“Mario?..” Peach gets his attention softly. He finally gives up his attack on the now helpless reptile in front of him, turning around at the sound of her voice. His face doesn’t look angry anymore, in fact, she can notice a hint of sadness, and worry. It looked like his usual face again, there was none of those hostile flames in his eyes anymore. He was her Mario once again, no longer on autopilot.

“Peach?” He looks at her in disbelief, as if she’s just a figment of his imagination. She frowns, looking at him gently. “Are you okay?” He asks, because of course he does. He’s always thinking of her first.

“I’m okay,” She assures. She’d rather not tell him now, given the state he’s in. “We can go home.” Mario sighs shakily, suddenly feeling exhausted. He just nods, following behind her like a child that’s just gotten in trouble. All he wants to do is embrace Peach but he doesn’t want to get blood all over her, so he keeps his hands to himself as they exit the castle.

Bowser lets out a hoarse wheeze as they leave, but doesn’t make any effort to move from his position on the floor. Mario hates himself for not feeling bad, not even one bit.

✧✧✧

Once they return to the mushroom kingdom Luigi and Yoshi head off to their respective homes. Luigi wanted to stay with Peach until he was sure both her and Mario were okay, but the princess assured him that they’d be alright by themselves. It had been a long couple of days and they just wanted to settle down together. As much as Mario had concerned him he knew if anyone could talk to his brother about this, it was Peach, so he reluctantly said goodnight and headed off, looking back once more as he did so.

Mario enters the castle first, sitting down on the sofa and looking at his hands. He looks ashamed, like he can’t believe what he just did. Peach disappears into the bathroom to get a warm washer, sitting down beside Mario and giving him a gentle smile. His hands were shaking violently as he tried to figure out what to say to the woman in front of him.

“I’m sorry.” He whispers, not being able to form any other words. Peach frowns and takes hold of one of his hands, slowly taking off his glove. She then takes off the other one and places them on the coffee table. She’d clean it later, she wasn’t too worried about that right now. Mario shivers as the princess delicately takes his hands in hers, using the warm washer to clean off all the blood that has seeped through the material of his gloves. His knuckles were bloodied and split in many different places, he’d likely have bruises soon enough. Bowser isn’t exactly a smooth creature, so it only made sense Mario would have some cuts. It must’ve been extremely painful for him to hit Bowser but he’d kept going anyway, it showed what kind of mindset he was in. It’s like he wasn’t in control of himself for that period of time.

“I’ll be gentle,” Peach tells him, trying to reassure him. She continues to go over his hands with the washer, watching his face every couple of seconds to make sure he’s still okay with what she’s doing. He does wince a couple of times but otherwise keeps a straight face, biting the inside of his cheek. She wishes he didn’t think he had to be brave all the time. “I’m going to get some bandages.” She announces, getting up off the couch. Peach returns a few minutes later with some bandages; she always keeps a couple of first aid kits in the castle, as Mario always seems to be getting himself injured one way or another.

Mario watches as the princess delicately wraps his hands in the bandages, securing them with a bit of tape. He looks at her, hoping she’ll see how grateful he is. “Thank you.” He says quietly, praying that’s enough for now.

“Are you okay?” She asks him, sitting beside him. She really does want to know the truth now, he’d definitely been playing it off in front of his brother. Peach couldn’t believe the state of his hands and knuckles. He should be howling out in pain but he isn’t. Still trying to be brave.

Mario nods. “Yeah.. my hands sting, that’s about it,” He admits quietly, not wanting to worry her. “Did Bowser hurt you?” He asks seriously. Peach looks down for a moment.

“He grabbed me quite roughly, so I’ll have a couple of bruises on my arms,” Peach knows she can’t lie to him, he’ll see right through her. “He did throw me around a bit on the way to the castle and when he was locking me up too.” She admits nervously.

“Oh god,” Mario fears the worst, looking at her stomach instantly with wide eyes. “Are the twins-“

“They’re okay,” Peach assures quickly, and she watches his face soften in relief. “They’ll always be okay, they’ve got you as their father.” She smiles gently at him. Mario laughs weakly, shaking his head a little. Peach gently takes his bandaged hands and strokes them softly, making Mario lean his head on her shoulder. He knows he’s meant to be comforting her right now, but he can’t bring himself to move. He knows she’s mostly okay and the twins are okay, that’s enough for him right now.

“I love you,” Mario mumbles, closing his eyes. “All three of you.” Peach smiles to herself and runs a hand through his hair, encouraging him to get comfortable.

“We love you too,” Peach assures, kissing his head. “Now get some sleep.”

Mario doesn’t hesitate in the slightest.

[buggy-samaaa]

S/I Part 6

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A few days pass and I’m still too scared to sleep, everyone hates me so much. I’m completely dead inside because of my lack of sleep. I walk around like a zombie, and my eyes so puffy I can hardly see.

Me: G…Guhh…

Buggy: Yikes, what the hell? You look like death walking.

Me: Gghhh… so.  t i r e d *rubs eyes, somehow making them puffier* End me…

Buggy: Why haven’t you been sleeping?? Are you still scared of the crew?

Me: Not scared. Cautious. Guh

Buggy: *looks concerned* You seriously need to get some sleep. I’m worried :( *blanches and furrows his brows to hide his concern* >:( b-because now you won’t be able to draw people properly

Me: I’ll just… *yawn* say it’s a new act… “how much of you can I draw before I fall asleep”… *falls forward* Zzz

Buggy: Whoa! *catches me and stands me back up* Mo, go to bed.

Me: Nooo… They’re gonna prank me… Zzz *falls forward again*

Buggy: Gah! *catches me again, stands me up* They’re not gonna prank you! Go to sleep!

Me: *slaps my face to wake up* Huff, okay. Okay. But who’s gonna do my duties for the day?

Buggy: Don’t worry about that, just go, for fuck’s sake. You’re an eyesore. Literally. You should see your eyes right now. *pushes me to the crew’s quarters* I’m not leaving until you get into the hammock.

Me: *sighs* Alright, alright… *starts to lift off my shirt by the hem, to undress for bed*

Buggy: GAH! *turns away, blushing*

Me: Eheheheh gotcha. I’m not gonna undress. *puts shirt back down and climbs into my hammock* *yawns and curls up*

Buggy: *growls, still blushing* Don’t do that! I’m your captain!

Me: Sorry, haha. I’ll never undress again.

Buggy: No, stupid, you can undress, you just—

Me: Oh okay *starts to undress*

Buggy: GAH!! *turns away and blushes more*

Me: Eheheheh gotcha again

Buggy: GO TO SLEEP *slams door shut*

—

I sleep all day and night and wake up the next morning with a great idea. I run into Buggy in the galley during breakfast.

Me: Captain, do you have a minute?

Buggy: *chomping food* Yeah what

Me: I thought of a solution! A way for the crew and I to get along!

Buggy: *chomp, chomp* Let’s hear it

Me: I audition for everybody, to earn my place on the crew. And they decide if that audition is good enough.

Buggy: *swallows* What if they say no?

Me: That’s a risk I have to take, I guess.

Buggy: But… what if they say no, though?

Me: Than I’d be out of here.

Buggy: I don’t like this idea, I think I should be the one to decide whether you stay.

Me: If you did that, they’d find a way to say it was a mistake, or unfair, or that you just think I’m cute.

Buggy: *panicked* I DON’T THINK THAT

Me: Huh? You’ve literally called me cute before. You said, “you’re lucky you’re cute.”

Buggy: *still panicked* I DIDN’T S— I WAS— IT WAS A JOKE!!!

Me: Damn, okay, I get it.

Buggy: N-Not that you’re ugly!! You’re not! I just— gahhhh

Me: *sighs* Let’s get back to the matter at hand. Audition. Here are my thoughts: *I tell Buggy my ideas for the audition so he can tell me his opinions.*

Buggy: *steeples fingers in front of him* Okay, hear me out.

Me: Yeah?

Buggy: What if they say no

Me: *grabby hands as if I want to throttle him* *sighs and retreats* Look, to have *any* chance of getting along with this crew, I have to prove myself, and that means taking a big risk! That’s just the way it’s gotta be. Okay?

Buggy: *sinks in chair and crosses arms, pouting* …okay.

Me: THANK you. Alright. Good. I better go practice.

—

The next day, everyone’s been informed of my audition, happening that evening. It’s taking place on the deck, and I’m in the middle with my easel, surrounded by the crew.

Buggy: Ladies, gentleman, and the rest of ya, welcome to the OFFICIAL AUDITION for Mo’s place on the crew!

The crew: *scattered applause*

Buggy: *glares*

The crew: WOOO YEAH! *clapping eagerly*

Buggy: Tonight, they’ll be performing a feat unlike any other! Drawing a portrait in 30 seconds!

The crew: *murmur*

Buggy: And…! After only two seconds of seeing the subject!

The crew: *murmur, murmur*

Buggy: AND…! ~BLINDFOLDED…~

The crew: *murmur! murmur, murmur!*

Buggy: *excited that they sound impressed* *gives me a thumbs up*

Me: *gives him a shaky thumbs up back*

Buggy: Whooo will my finger land onnnn *spins around with his eyes closed, pointing* Eenie, meenie, miney… YOU! *opens eyes, finger has landed on Mohji* Get up there!

Mohji: *walks to the spotlight, which is in front of me*

My eyes are closed, so I don’t know that it’s Mohji yet. Buggy comes up behind me with a blindfold.

Buggy, whispering: You got this, peanut gallery.

Me: Phoo… here we go. *I open my eyes and look at Mohji, which Buggy counts out for 2 seconds, then he blindfolds me.*

Buggy: THIRTY! TWENTY-NINE! TWENTY-EIGHT! *directs the crew to continue counting down*

The crew: *continues the count*

Soon, the end of the countdown is reached. I remove my blindfold and see that I actually did pretty good! It’s a caricature, not a serious portrait, but it’s still fairly impressive, as everything is in the right place and it resembles Mohji. I look back at the crew with a nervous smile. But… no one’s applauding. I see that Buggy has motioned for silence.

Buggy: Now, for the moment of truth.*he moves his hands behind his back, where I can see his fingers are crossed for luck* Applaud if you want Mo to pass their audition. *his fingers cross a little tighter*

The crew: *hesitates… then… everyone applauds! Some a little half-heartedly, but still!*

Buggy: *turns to me and gives me a big grin and claps* Take a bow!

Me: *grins back* *bows*

That night, I’m no longer scared of sleeping in my own hammock. The crew isn’t quite buddy-buddy with me, but there is a lot less tension than before, and some even give me half-smiles when we pass each other.

—

The next week or so, Buggy and I have breakfast together, just to chat. It’s become a routine. Sometimes other crew members will join us at the table, but Buggy usually seems a little miffed when it’s not just me and him. I don’t really understand why that is, but other crew members think it’s obvious…

One night, I over hear them talking to one another in the crew’s quarters.

Vakky: We have to talk about it

Bets: About *what,* Vakky…

Vakky: You fucking know. You-know-who and the captain

Hewitt: *mimes drawing, looking curious*

Vakky: Yes, that person.

Hewitt: *nods and makes a lewd gesture, grinning*

Bets: Hewitt, shut up

Hewitt: *silent laughter*

Me: *listening intently, pretending to be asleep, wondering who “you-know-who” is*

Vakky: They are totally *also makes the lewd gesture*

Bets: I don’t want to hear about this…

Ji: What are you guys talking about?

Hewitt: *mimes drawing to represent me, then makes an illusion of removing her finger to represent Buggy, then makes the lewd gesture once more*

Ji: Oh, yeah, no shit

Bets: Can we stop??

Thatchko: Are you jealous or something?

Bets: No.

Yoya: She looks jealous to me. But the question is. which of them is she jealous of? *has a snide look*

Bets: Definitely neither of them. *turns around to go to sleep, angrily*

Thatchko: Kekeke. What’s y’all’s opinion of them being an item, anyway?

Hewitt: *so-so gesture*

Vakky: Cute.

Yoya: Weird.

Ji: Cute and weird.

Bets: Don’t give a shit

Thatchko: Well, I think it’s too predictable. Who else would the captain fall for other than his biggest fan?

Me: o_o

Ji: Haha, that’s true. We should have seen it coming a mile away. Especially when they asked for his autograph.

Me: O_O >_< *trying really hard to fall asleep because I don’t know how to handle the idea that Buggy, the hottest thing since sliced bread, could possibly like me back* *thoughts race through my head, of our dinner-and-a-show “not-date” where we pretended to be a couple, of our breakfasts together, of his support of me against his own crew, how nervous he was that the crew may not accept my audition, of sharing wine and butting heads and holding hands and blushing back and forth* *starts to hyperventilate*

Yoya: Do you guys hear that?

Me: *clasps hands over my mouth*

Bets: The sound of y’all continuing to talk even though people are trying to sleep? Was that what you heard?

Yoya: *sighs at her* Whatever, it stopped now. …Actually, yeah, I should hit the hay.

The rest of them: *mumbles of agreement* *they all go to sleep*

Me: *exhales shakily* *waits until I hear snoring, then gets out of my hammock and leaves the room to climb up to the crow’s nest where I can look at the night sky and think*

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In the crow’s nest, I cuddle up with a blanket and look at the stars, trying to clear my head. Then I hear walking on the deck below. I peek over the side out of curiosity and see that it’s Buggy, pacing and talking to himself.

Buggy: It’s simple. It’s so simple. All you have to do is say, “Want to go on a date?” That is all. End of story. *huffs out a short breath* You pretty much went on one before, even though it was a trade and not a real date, but you held hands! You’re, like, halfway there already! It’s not! Hard! *sighs* Then again, we were both drunk as shit… *holds head in his hands* Ggghh… *puts hands in front of him* Okay, here’s the plan. Tomorrow. Breakfast. I ask. They’ll say yes, obviously, and then it’s a done deal. *bites knuckles* …If I’m sure they’re gonna say yes… why am I so scared?? *stops biting, detaches one of his hands and points it at himself* Because you’re a shitty little coward! They probably don’t even like you back! *bites knuckles again* Damn, I have a point… *growls and scratches at his hair wildly* *exhales* *stops pacing and goes to his room*

Me: *blinks dazedly* The FUCK is happening tonight.