#i was already borrowing the suit and now im here

[pbnmj]

the itsv felicia that i totally made up in my mind continues to completely run my life and what i draw <3 i think her and ripeter should be besties actually :)

[jovialmoonprincess]

AU: Journey to Redemption (Part 2)

First Part. / The Winter Ball

Coriolanus Snow x Fem!reader 

Summary: Y/N, a young idealist in Panem, dreams of making a difference in a post-war society. As the winner of the prestigious Plinth Prize is about to be announced, a mysterious woman unveils a grim fate for Coriolanus Snow, Y/N's nemesis. Offered a chance to alter destiny, Y/N must navigate her conflicting emotions and intervene in pivotal moments to prevent Snow's descent into darkness. The story unfolds against the backdrop of complex relationships, past connections, and the challenges of a changing world, as Y/N grapples with the responsibility of shaping an unexpected destiny and challenging the very fabric of fate.

Word Count: 2k.

Warning(s): None, 15 yo Corio!! FLUFF FLUFF THE KIISS READ IT FOR THE KISS

A/N: First Fic EVER, dont be mean pls. Also Im not a english native speaker, sorry for any spelling errors. Just saw Songbirds and Snakes and Tom Blyth as President Snow is living rent free in my head! Feedback is appreciated! Comment to be tag in the next part" And REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!

Y/N was nervous. Attending parties wasn't something she was used to, especially in the Capitol. Her father always reminded her not to trust anyone, and distrust had become second nature to her. Tigris, her friend, had borrowed her a dress, even though her father could now afford to buy as many as she wanted. Tigris insisted she needed something special, something she had that would be perfect. When Y/N asked if Tigris was going to wear it, the answer was no; the dress wasn't hers and wouldn't fit, but it would look gorgeous on Y/N. Tigris, with her generous heart, always tried to cheer up Y/N when she cried out of fear and missed her friends from the districts. And surprisingly, Tigris never judged her, perhaps because she shared her own fears and people to care about.

Tigris understood when Y/N called suggesting a girls' night. It was a code for "my father is unbearable, only talks about war, and I want to stay away from him at least tonight." Tigris simply made a list of activities for them, from plucking eyebrows to watching romance movies on TV.

Y/N's dress was stunning, in a bright navy blue shade. And it was the first time she wore heels. Tigris also borrowed her the jewelry. Y/N walked with cautious steps, afraid that someone would look at her and discover she was an imposter. Even though she was part of the Capitol now, she didn't know how people would react.

After almost an hour of pretending to be invisible and enjoying the chocolate dessert on the table, people started leaving the dance floor. They got tired of dancing and were heading for the food, the only activity they seemed to practice. Y/N left the table to get some air; so many people were starting to tire her, even without talking to them yet. Outside, the scenery was beautiful, with a flower-filled garden, water mirrors, and something like an illuminated gazebo. She walked there; it was already night, and she wanted some fresh air. Looking at the night sky was comforting, something shared by everyone, regardless of their districts.

"Hey, this dress looks beautiful on you." She almost had a heart attack; it wasn't for anyone to notice her. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." It was Corio, Tigris's cousin, always kind when he saw her.

"Thank you, it was Tigris…" She couldn't finish the sentence.

"It was my mother's; my grandmother gave it to Tigris, but it suits you much better. Tigris likes things less… simple." A compliment, perhaps?

"Thank you, it's a really beautiful dress." She replied with a smile. Almost too beautiful that it doesn't suit me. She felt guilty for undoing the memory of the boy's mother.

"What are you doing here?" He asked. Y/N couldn't stop looking into his blue eyes; how could someone be so beautiful? It was almost painful.

"I came out to get some air; it was too hot inside." She replied.

"Just when I was about to invite you to dance?" He smiled; my God, he looked even more beautiful smiling. Y/N! What's happening to you?? He's from the Capitol. You shouldn't be getting involved with these people, at least not sincerely.

"Oh, I don't know how to dance." She lied; what if he leaves and forgets that she's wearing his mother's dress. Maybe that's why he's here; he must have confused his feelings. After all, why else would he approach her? Oh, maybe he just wants to be friends with his cousin's friend. Could be, right?

"I can teach you." He was already so close to her; she could feel her heart beating in her throat. "If you want…" He extended his hand to her, and Y/N took it. What harm could it do, after all?

The touch of their skins was electrifying. He placed a hand on her waist, and she breathed; it was as if there wasn't enough air between them. She didn't even realize she was holding her breath. The music could be heard clearly from there, as well as the sound of their feet on the wooden floor.

"Tigris talks a lot about you. I think you're the only friend she really likes. She feels at home with you." There was sincerity in his words.

"We have very similar stories; I also went hungry during the first rebellion." Corio was an intriguing character; Y/N didn't know what his real intentions were. He seemed like a good guy, even if he was closed off.

"I heard your father is sick, is it true?" He seemed slightly concerned. Y/N met Trigis first, because of their parents. They became good friends despite the age difference.

"Oh, yes, it seems that sometimes winning a battle doesn't mean winning the war. The battle ends, but life goes on, and problems still arise." She spoke with a sad and thoughtful voice.

"It's kind of unfair, isn't it?" He asked as they continued to dance slowly.

"What?"

"Having to worry about hunger while there are people inside who claim to be hungry all the time, even without knowing the real meaning." She didn't expect to hear that, at least not from him. Corio seemed quite comfortable among his friends.

"Yes, it's unfair." She replied seriously. "I wish I could change all of this."

"You know, people like you, me, and Tigris. We deserve more; we have to strive to reach the top." Corio was ambitious; anyone could see that.

"I think we're already at the top." Whether she liked it or not, feeling hungry in the Capitol was different from living in the outer districts. At least here, they had a chance to be heard if they spoke at the right time.

"This isn't the top, Y/N." She didn't know how much she needed to hear him say her name until he said it for the first time. "We're in the Capitol, but we're still not at the top."

"What would be the top for you, Corio?"

"Being president. It's the highest position; I'm sure that when I get there, I can really do something." The way he spoke was as if he wanted to improve the country's situation. To be a fair and democratic leader.

"Sorry about the dress; I didn't know it was your mother's." Y/N didn't want to ruin the moment by talking about politics. They would have better opportunities for that.

Tigris probably said something about Corio's mother, but Y/N's memory was terrible.

"It's been a while since she died, in my sister's birth." She could see a glimpse of pain in his eyes.

"I'm sorry."

"The dress looks beautiful on you; I'm glad my grandmother kept it." Y/N's heart skipped a beat.

"Thank you."

All was silent. All was still. But as they looked at each other's eyes, they heard the unmistakable clamor of their own hearts. Corio was getting closer to her, his lips so close to hers. It was like one of the movies she watched with Tigris.

When their lips touched, something ignited inside Y/N; it was as if nothing else existed. It was a feeling that, if cultivated, promised to become addictive, a sweet dependence that she wouldn't be in a hurry to overcome. His lips were soft, an irresistible invitation, and his touch was like a gentle caress, unhurried, as if he wanted to savor every moment of that unique moment. One of Corio's hands held Y/N's waist with care, while the other stroked her face gently and firmly, as if sealing a silent pact between them. The kiss was like a hot summer day in the middle of winter, a comforting surprise that transported her to a place where there was only the softness of Corio's lips and the delicate and firm touch of his hands.

It was a kiss that transcended time and space, a promise of something deeper and more intense that awaited on the horizon. Breaking the kiss, the gaze they exchanged contained the promise of a future that, at that moment, seemed full of exciting possibilities. The world around them may have continued in silence, but within them, the melody of that kiss would echo for a long time.

The first kiss was a revelation, a sublime experience that transcended circumstances. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to attribute part of this enchantment to the beauty of the setting, but above all to the even more dazzling figure of Coriolanus. At that moment, for the first time, Y/N felt truly beautiful, removed from the ruthless clutches of war. It was as if, for a brief moment, she found the calm before the storm.

Although she wanted to prolong the kiss, Y/N interrupted it, yielding to the inevitable need for a pause. Their gazes intertwined in silence, a communication deeper than any words could express. Coriolanus's eyes, an ocean of blue fascination, were irresistible, and Y/N felt submerged in the intensity of that gaze. Withdrawing gently, she sought refuge on a nearby bench, and Corio, in silence, took a seat beside her. Hesitation hung between them, neither daring to initiate the next exchange of words.

"Did you enjoy the chocolate dessert, didn't you?" Corio's soft voice broke the silence, eliciting a sincere laugh from Y/N. Had he noticed the taste of chocolate on her lips, or had he just watched her during the dance in the hall? The question lingered in the air, hovering between them, lacking the courage to be asked.

"I loved it," confessed Y/N, although she couldn't determine if she was talking about the dance, the dessert, or the kiss. Perhaps all the options were correct.

"You lied to me," accused the young Snow.

"What?" Y/N laughed again.

"You said you didn't know how to dance." The accusation came with a smile from Corio.

"Maybe," she replied, smiling.

Hours unfolded in deep conversations, a natural harmony between Y/N and Corio. Words flowed, laughter echoed, and the kiss, a magical moment that both chose to ignore, was never mentioned again. Corio, a dreamer aligned with Y/N's aspirations, revealed remarkable ambition and unwavering confidence. Meanwhile, Y/N still struggled with uncertainties about her destiny, eager to capture some of the determination radiating from Corio.

It was the ultimate moment when Y/N felt truly connected to Corio. At that moment, she sincerely believed that he was destined for an extraordinary future as a student in the Capitol. With the passage of time, that memory became nostalgic, a pearl of an irrecoverable past.

In present times, in the Capitol (4 years later)

Y/N, immersed in reverie, contemplated a photo taken with Tigris during the ball. After this glimpse of the past, resentment towards Corio increased. How could he get so close so quickly and distance himself just as fast? They could have continued. However, after that winter break that year, Snow didn't spend more than 5 seconds near her. Their interactions were limited to fights, but even so, Y/N couldn't ignore the boy's beauty.

A last dance preceded the Plinth Prize weekend. It would be an opportunity to meet Corio again, four years after that memorable kiss, in drastically altered circumstances. Y/N awaited eagerly, sometimes questioning her sanity, pondering if everything that woman had said would come true. Corio would graduate, go to university, meet someone, and find happiness. He wouldn't become a murderer, let alone a dictator.

Y/N couldn't help but notice that something had changed in Corio since that first kiss. The boy who was once dreamy and affable now exhibited a more closed-off side, as if a shadow had settled in his soul. Every word was measured, and his smiles were scarce, replaced by a serious and concerned expression.

Corio had become more abrupt, and the lightness that characterized his personality seemed to have been replaced by intense seriousness. Y/N noticed that he closed himself off, keeping a distance that didn't exist before. That touch of softness and charm, present in the boy who taught her to dance and gave her an unforgettable kiss, had turned into an aura of tension.

Y/N remembered one of their first fights.

In a classroom full of tension and academic expectations, the teacher announced with a firm voice, "For the next assignment, we'll have randomly assigned pairs." The students' gazes met, a mixture of anxiety and curiosity. Among them were Y/N and Corio, both already known for their rivalries and fierce competitions.

The draw took place, and fate decided that Y/N and Corio would be partners in the next academic endeavor. A wave of murmurs ran through the room, accompanied by intrigued looks directed at the two protagonists.

On a cold study afternoon in the library, Y/N was immersed in her books, tracing meticulous notes and underlining important passages. Corio, on the other hand, flipped through pages with a serious expression, focused on absorbing all available knowledge.

As the hours passed, tension grew. Each had their own approach to the task, and soon the differences became apparent. Y/N preferred to explore ideas and theories more broadly, while Corio delved into specific details, prioritizing accuracy.

"You need to focus, Y/N. These assignments will shape our academic future," said Corio, his tone a mixture of concern and impatience.

Y/N lifted her eyes from the books, facing Corio with a resistant expression. "I'm not disregarding the importance, Corio. I just believe that there are more ways to learn than simply burying yourself in books all the time."

Y/N's words hit Corio like a challenge, and his response came with an unexpected intensity. "Do you think you can afford not to dedicate yourself entirely to studies? The competition here is fierce, Y/N, and only the best succeed." The discussion unfolded, and sharp words flew between them like arrows. Y/N advocated the idea that university life should be more than just grades and rankings, while Corio insisted that the path to success was paved with tireless effort and dedication.

The tension reached its peak when Y/N, driven by frustration, accused Corio of having lost the ability to dream and live beyond academic expectations. Corio, in turn, responded with the accusation that Y/N was being naive and reckless about her future.

The argument, fueled by intense emotions and fundamental differences, echoed through the silent library, drawing curious glances from other students trying to focus on their own studies. As the inflamed words dissipated, Y/N and Corio stared at each other, aware that they had crossed a line separating their views, revealing the depth of the differences that now threatened the stability of their relationship. The ensuing silence was laden with resentment and the bitter feeling that something significant, beyond grades and books, was shattering between them.

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Just wanted to drop a quick note to say a massive thank you for all the love, likes, comments, and follows on my story. <3

Big virtual hugs and high-fives to each and every one of you. See you on Part III.

Taglist: @shari-berri @h-l-vlovesvintage @tea-bobba @daenerysqueenofhearts

Again: REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!!!

[twinktor-frankenstein]

Alright, here's a few!

• Ness sings/hums a lot, especially when doing tasks. Mostly random tunes or made up lyrics that relate to the task he's doing, but he will also get popular songs stuck in his brain from the Diner.

• Aside from the Diner job, he also has a true crime podcast where he will talk about his own theories.

• He also sometimes Babysits Abby. They're friendship bracelet buddies, they rope in Mike (and eventually Vanessa, when she wakes up)

• Speaking of Vanessa, I like to think she was somewhat of a regular at Sparky's. So Her & Ness are somewhat friendly or at least acquaintances. She'd try to make him stop being so curious about Freddy's, but it'd backfire into him being even more interested.

• He's a clothes Thief, even if mike's clothes fit a bit awkwardly.

• Ness is also the big spoon, and is just touchy-feely in general.

• He has random bits and pieces of old Freddy's merch, including some rare collectables.

• I think when/if he & Mike were to get married, he'd a wear a suit like Shane madej's, embroidered n decorated all pretty n colorful instead of a plain suit (reference: https://www.tumblr.com/ostensiblynone/735786663030210560/rosecutclothing-caf%C3%A9-brauer-floral-suit-for)

• Like his real Life counterpart and also Me because I love projecting™, He has arachnophobia :)

• He's a weird Food & Food combos enjoyer. Hawaiian Pizza, Fries & Ice cream, Peanut Butter and Bacon, that sorta stuff.

That's all I'm sharing for now, I wanna know your thoughts :)

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SORRY I HAVEN'T REPLIED, I've been meaning too things have just been a little hectic for me lately😭

I absolutely love the true crime podcast and him babysitting Abbie, it's cute to me that these have basically become fanon lol.

Also the thing about Vanessa trying to shut it down is so funny to me. She'd try to get him off the trail and he'd call her "Afton" so she knows its already far to late for that/hj

Him being the big spoon is so real too, I feel like he'd just initiate things a lot more than Mike does in general. He was definitely the first to ask about dating, I think I've said somewhere before that I feel like he'd say "I love you" a lot more than Mike does. I hc Mike would be more inclined to giving gifts/trinkets then going out of his way to complement Ness or cuddle him. He's the "I saw this cool looking scrap of metal on the side walk and thought of you" type, if Ness borrowed his clothes a lot I think regardless of how often he himself wore it he'd let Ness keep it.

Also im definitely of the believe that most of the things Ness eats are weird combos. He'll regularly encourage Mike and Abbie to eat full healthy meals and even cook for them, but when it comes to feeding himself he's running on one and a half lukewarm redbulls he found in his car and like a hand full of pretzels also found in his car. He's too busy pretending to be Fox Mulder to feed himself/hj

I'm strongly of the belief that Ness is feral lol

[asterssunzephyr]

TW // Mentioned/Referenced idealization of death later in the fic

Very out of character at that part but it goes back to being semi in character like. Quickly.

c!Shelby uses She/They/He pronouns here

The princess awoke to a loud crash at her front door and someone very loudly apologizing. Sighing, she got up and changed from her sleep clothes so she could find out who disturbed her sleeping; what time was it anyway? Looking at the clock on the wall, she figured it was almost time for her to get up anyway. With another sigh and fake smile plastered on her face, she descended down the stairs to the front of her castle.

"Good morning! Welcome to Glimmergrove, how may I help- Osiris! Are you okay?"

She hurried to the skeleton helper that laid on the ground with a frown, being a skeleton they could only really nod or use sign language. So, they resorted to a nod and looked at the person who was now stumbling over their words.

Katherine stood up, helped Osiris up, and turned to the culprit of knocking her friend onto the floor.

"Is there something I may help you with, or do you have anything to say to my friend here?"

She didn't care to look at their face, or outfit for a matter of fact, until they spoke.

"Princess! Oh i'm so so sorry im still learning how to land with this broom and I wasn't paying attention and I didnt mean to knock your friend over, which by the way, sorry again-"

The local, er- only witch, Shelby stopped talking the second she made eye contact with the princess. He felt their face’s heat up while stumbling over her words even more than she was.

"Oh! Shelby, hi! What brings you to GlimmerGrove?"

Her attitude did a full 180° upon seeing the witch she has, quite well in her opinion, acquainted herself with. Much to the disappointment of her parents; but who was Katherine Elizabeth, Princess of GlimmerGrove, if not a rebel to her parents rule? Exactly, no one.

"Ah- well- Dawn, Princess Gem's kingdom im sure youve been there, is holding a ball! She formally invited me, actually, hand delivering the invite to the Evermoore! Can you believe it? The sun princess, hand delivering something to me! ME! I thought she would've hated me and the evermoore but guess not! haha."

"Oh! Yes yes the annual sun and moon ball I believe? I attended often when I was younger but have become quite the busy bee.. Especially with all the monster slaying I've done recently."

She trusted Shelby, and she knew the Great Witch wouldn't tell her parents about her side hobby.

"So, did you come to inform me about the ball approaching and hand deliver my invite as well?"

She smiled, at the way the shorter flushed immediately at the implications of Katherine not knowing or having not received the invite.

"No! Yes? Uh- wait-.. I came to formally ask for you to uh.. be my date. Princess Gem had told me that the only way I can attend is with a date.."

"A new rule it seems.. Very well! I shall accompany you to the ball as your date. I formally accept."

The little wink she added at the end of her sentence probably didn't help the high Shelby already was on, as her face flushed more and caused the princess to smile.

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It was the day of the ball and all Shelby could not stop thinking of how he looked, if Katherine was okay with going as her date, or if Katherine would even be fine being seen with her after the ball.. Gods, He hoped they were at least presentable.

Sausage had let her borrow one of his suits for the ball; A nice, forest green suit with a purple dress shirt and a plain black tie; They wondered why he never wore it, but then again suits tended to not be casual wear like dresses.

Shrugging the thought off, she summoned her broom and took off; In the direction of Glimmergrove.

Upon arriving, He immediately hopped off her broom and called into the rather bare castle — It was a beautiful castle! She had to admit that of course, but there wasn't much decoration and if he ever had the chance; Well, Great Witch Shelby would change that if Katherine let her.

Speaking of Katherine, the witch believes They’ve never seen anyone prettier; Her date- Best friend! His best friend was in a beautiful dress and honestly? Shelby believed she was facing a goddess rather than a princess.

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Hearing her name called honestly scared Katherine, having not expected Shelby to be so early. Early? What time was it? Turning to the grandfather clock on the wall of her bedroom, she realized Shelby was actually on time and she was the one late.

Anxiety flowed through her veins as she stood and stared at the mirror; Her dress was floor length without her heels, a pretty light pink dress with green and purple flowers(A personal touch after buying the bland dress, she figured it was the least she could do.)

Grabbing some makeup, she gently patted the burn on her neck; She was curling her hair with a gift from Joel when she returned the Stratosphere. Unfortunately, she burned her neck with it when Shelby called out and startled her; Before the makeup could even touch her neck she put it down and decided that she could just cover it with her hair.

Quickly grabbing her white heels and slipping them on, she descended the stairs and came face to face with the witch — Well, almost face to face. They were down the empty corridor from one another, and wow. The suit that Shelby was in really complimented the golden eyes of the short witch.

Katherine didn't believe anything was wrong with Shelby's height, a mere 4 inch difference between the two; and she believed it to be absolutely adorable; But the way the sunset glowed behind the witch made her look ethereal, almost unreal. She loved it so much.

Perhaps a bit too much, perhaps she was in over her head. Perhaps, she would drown in admiration and infatuation; but honestly what a way to go? She would love to go in the way only Romeo and Juliet had, completely in love and infatuated with one another; Admiration pushing them to the end of their lives for the latter. She loved the idea, the idea of being so head over heels that you'd cover yourself in the blood of yourself and lover. Maybe, just maybe, Princess Katherine Elizabeth loved the idea of 'til death do us part' a bit too much as she stared at the witch.

Shaking her head, the princess plastered the smile she only had when seeing Shelby and quickly approached her.

"Good evening, Great Witch."

"Ah- Good Evening, Princess! You look beautiful.. I mean, you always look beautiful but- wow.."

A laugh, her own laugh she recognized it anywhere, following an even wider smile; Her freckles being much more noticeable with the blood rushing to her face from Shelby's compliment.

"I know what you mean, Shelby.. You look wonderful too. Much better than being covered in mud with your hair a mess."

A very teasing wink was added at the end of her sentence, watching the witch's face erupt into shades of red and a stuttering mess.

"I- you uh- we- We should get going! Yeah? So we can uh, make it before we're late?"

"Of course, after you?"

Watching the shorter nod and walking outside(presumably to summon her broom, which took a moment. We're all witches brooms so stubborn?). Soon after, the (4 inches.) taller woman followed behind and waited for an invite to be on the broom.

"Might wanna hold on tight, Princess. This ride can be a little rough with the winds and I don't want you to fall off."

A simple nod from Katherine, following the orders of her date and wrapping her arms around Shelby's waist.

"You don't mind this, right?"

Please, she could hear Shelby's heart racing with Katherine's hands around her waist.

"Yep! Just fine Princess! Now again, hold on tight."

At that, they took off and gods if it wasn't for Shelby's safety measures; Well, Katherine was sure she would've fallen off. On, what could be called instinct, the take off Katherine's grip around the shorter tightened and she laid her head on Shelby's shoulder; staring in front of them rather than looking down.

Now, Katherine wasn't afraid of heights(She refused to believe she was afraid of anything), but at such high speeds from the broom and the wind whistling in her ear? It was undeniable that she was scared, and if anything her grip on the witch was proof of such a statement.

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Coming to land in Dawn wasn't that bad, rather easily with all the roads leading to town square and the market, well. Typically it wasn't that bad, but with crowds of people in both places, Shelby opted on landing outside the kingdom gate. She figured it would be better anyway, easier to leave if Katherine wanted to do so early.

"Shall we?"

"We Shall."

Descending on foot into the busy kingdom actually proved to be a lot easier than when on a broom. They wondered if Gem was greeting people at the lighthouse, which now thinking about it, he probably should've used his broom to get over there.. but there was a bridge! so they can't complain too much.

"Great Witch Shelby, Princess Katherine! Wonderful to see the two of you here. Together?"

"Yes, actually! Shelby asked me to be her date after you invited her. It's wonderful to see you."

"Wonderful to see you as well Katherine. You go on in, I have to talk to Shelby about something."

Oh no. She knew what that meant, and It meant nothing good. Katherine leaving her alone with the rather intimidating sun princess (She heard how Gem was able to scare a god into giving her bees.) was not a very confident boosting situation.

Being pulled away from the entrance by the same princess who scared an 11'0 God was an experience to say the least.

"Uh- so- is this you saying you didn't mean to invite me and got me mixed up with someone else and that you hate me or?"

"Hate you? Why would I hate you? And I hand delivered that invite, who would I have confused the Great Witch Shelby with?"

Watching Gem shake her head with a smile on her face slightly got rid of Shelby's worry.

"Then uh.. what did you need to talk about?"

"Katherine is a great friend of mine, and I'm trusting you with her Shelby. Dont break her heart and we can stay allies."

"Yes Ma'am!"

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She couldn't hear what Gem and Shelby were talking about, and she couldn't see Shelby's face but something inside her sparked with jealousy as Gem smiled at her date, but Katherine knew Gem wouldn't do anything stupid enough to try and convince Shelby to ditch her (At least she hoped. She didn't wanna abandon the princess alliance over Shelby.), but all her fears dissipated when Shelby turned around and smiled at Katherine before heading over. Oh, okay. Well that's good, right?

The night was good, young, and she had Shelby as her date! Perfect, right? Almost perfect. Joey had come to her while Shelby was getting them honey-flavored drinks and soon opened his mouth; How he'll 'win her over' and 'be the pirate king that she needs' and all that drama.

Then Shelby came back, and she figured the only reason Joey shut up is because of how she smiled at the witch and got up to meet him halfway. Glancing back towards where she was sitting, She saw Sausage talking to him and saying something - Both the Eversea King and Sanctuary Guardian's face lighting up with blood. Whatever Sausage said formed a positive reaction from Joey since they were not immediately locked in battle.

"Think Sausage can calm Joey down better than anyone else."

"Seems so, huh?"

"With the Pirate distracted, may I have this dance m'lady?"

"Of course you may."

Hand in hand, Shelby led her to the dance floor - spinning her as soon as their feet hit the border; and that's how the night went, the two of them dancing together and taking everything the party had to offer. Genuinely, Katherine enjoyed the night she had.

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"Hey, Shelby? Can we detour? I don't really want to go home right now. I'm enjoying the night too much."

"Of course, where do you wanna go Princess?"

"As long as I'm with you, I don't care."

Slowing down as they came to a clearing right outside the evermoore; Sometimes she uses it to get the wood he needs for building, or the shroomlights from the nether woods. They had cleared out her work stuff and left it as is, a clearing. He figured she should've done something to decorate it; It was pretty, just looked almost as bland as Katherine's castle. Save for the fireflies perhaps, maybe they added decor with their glow.

"This place is beautiful, Shelby."

"Really? I think it's kinda bland but-"

"I promise, it's the perfect place to spend the rest of our night."

She didn't say much more, staring at the monster slayer/princess. Shelby wasn't too good at taking care of herself, so she figured Katherine especially wasn't with her dual identity as a princess and a monster slayer. She wondered what classifies a Witch as a Monster in Katherine's book — He also didn't want to find that out so keeping their mouth shut seemed the route to go here.

"Think you can dance without music, Princess?"

"I'm sure I can, Witch."

The smile that found its way onto Shelby's lip wasn't far from admiration, or love if one wanted to go that far and Shelby certainly didn't. The memory of what Katherine said a few months ago at the festival, right before the hermits had shown up, still acted as a fresh wound to her heart. Nonetheless, it didn't matter to him. Katherine had bigger problems than Shelby's heartache when hearing how the latter speaks about her; She had a curse to deal with! Which, yes, Shelby was working on and managed to get good progress on with the help of Tango. Honestly? She missed the blue haired boy who declared himself her apprentice. If anything, she missed the hermits' home more than her own; yet the hermits left a piece of them for the empires, The HermitTopia(Or, Hermit-agedon as he's heard Scar call it before.)

Turning her attention back to the princess, Shelby took her hand and pulled her closer; Sure, they had a height difference but who cares? Not they, not in this moment, not with the prettiest woman Shelby's ever met. Resting his hand on Katherine's waist, she took her other hand and gently held Katherine's; The two now in a proper dancing stance.

They moved in sync, Katherine following every move Shelby made while she made decisions on the spot. It wasn't hard to tell that they both have learned ballroom dancing; The Witch's Academy required it, and Katherine's parents likely did too. It didn't stop them however, their movements were far too graceful to be anything but perfect and surely if they had a crowd around them, people would be too stunned to speak.

Shelby was sure that Katherine was a goddess in disguise(she actually had the same idea about Princess Gemini!) and was sure he was just some pawn in the game of gods. They wouldn't care, as long as she was Katherine’s favorite pawn. Honestly, being anyone's favorite won over being the academy's least favorite.

Their dance soon came to an end, and they stood still for a moment; staring in each other's eyes before hesitantly backing away.

“Would you like to stay the night in the evermoore? I have a really cool place I just built that we can watch the stars on and then we can go inside to sleep.”

“Would it be alright with you if we went straight to sleep instead? After all the dancing, my feet are aching due to these heels.”

“You could've told me! I could have taken your heels for you!”

“It's fine! Really.”

With a sigh, Shelby simply nodded.

“Of course we can go to bed, mi vida.”

“Spanish? Has Sausage been teaching you?”

“Yeah.”

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The two made their way into Shelby’s room, and honestly Katherine forgot that Osiris and Mylo spoke often enough for Mylo to have clothes that fit her for the night. Katherine wondered if Mylo had an extra set of clothes for the other empires too or if she was an exception. She kinda wished she was an exception but knew she likely wasn't. Especially considering she wasn't the only one to have spent the night with Shelby; Sausage has frequent sleepovers in the evermoore(or.. wherever he wants. Free souls like his makes her envious.)

After changing into the clothes Mylo had given her, she sat on Shelby’s bed and smiled at the witch coming from the attic. She's never been up there, but she knew that's where Shelby kept her storage.

“Ready to sleep mi vida?”

Katherine couldn't even begin to explain what Shelby speaking Spanish did to her(spoiler: it's gay panic.)

“Yeah! Where do you-?”

“My bed is big enough for both of us, and Mylo if he wanted. He doesn't sleep- at least not near me? I think its cause he's from the nether-”

She knew she was red, sharing the same bed with someone she undoubtedly had a crush on? Plus! She was a cuddler! Ugh, how was she supposed to live in this world? Exactly, She couldn't! Well- No, she had to stay for Shelby. She realized a few weeks before the dance that she was romantically attracted to the witch, yet figured Shelby no longer felt that way due to how the festival went.. She had to thank Pearl and Impulse for knocking her into place with her feelings(How could someone that you've only known for two weeks be able to read your feelings better than you?).

“Kath, you okay? You're burning up.”

It wasn't until that statement, that Katherine realized two things:

Shelby’s hand was on her forehead

How close they were.

“Yeah! Yep! I’m good!. That sounds so unconvincing. I'm sorry..”

“No! No it's fine, really! Haha. I was really close there sorry-”

“We’ve been a lot closer tonight than just that, Shelby.”

“Yeah..”

They sat in silence for a second, Katherine feeling the bed dip next to her — Likely to indicate Shelby had sat down.

“..Can we talk? You don't have to, I can do the speaking..”

“Go on?”

“So.. uh… Remember what I said at the festival?...”

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Oh. That's what this was about. Of course he remembered, her heart shattered that day — Of course, They werent gonna go tell Katherine that; She knew how Katherine felt, and she was fine being friends because he has no reason to ask for anything more.

“Oh uh.. Yeah.. I do.”

“I.. I want to apologize for what I said.”

“What? Why? I'm not entitled to anything and if that stupid pirate-”

“Shelby.. Joey hasn't said anything. Remember when the hermits were here? For the month following the festival?.. Gods I should've said something sooner but-”

“Oh, yeah. Scott and Joel left days before us and the rest of us had to panic and nearly get trapped.”

“Shelby thats not the point- The point is, Pearl and Impulse made me realize that I’m really really fucking gay.”

“Oh- Wait did you just cuss?!”

“That's what you're worried about??? Shelby I'm literally in love with you and you're worried about me cussing???”

“YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH ME?!”

“I had a similar reaction when I realized, Now can I please kiss you?”

“Yes. Please kiss me.”

It was awkward, of course. After all, this is their first kiss and they weren't sure how to be good at it. Well, it was Shelby’s second kiss, but first with Katherine. Win-win in her book! Especially since they can now make Joey fully come to the understanding that Katherine isn't romantically interested in him. Triple win for the Great witch.

Kissing Katherine felt like everything Shelby’s ever wanted and more. Like heaven on earth, with how gentle they both were and how chaste the kisses were. He wanted more, they enjoyed kissing Katherine. It was perfect, she was perfect, this moment was perfect.

Until they heard a grunt and mumble, which caused both of them to pull from the kiss and Shelby took in how red Katherine was; He probably was no better. The two of them laughed, and they apologized to Mylo.

___________________________________________________________________

He felt hot, after killing Joey nothing felt right and then the sheriff came by and she killed him! They took their hat off and threw it on his porch, sitting on the steps soon after. What the hell was wrong with him.. Sighing, she picked her hat up and went inside – Mylo had picked Jimmy’s stuff up and set it all in a chest outside.

“Hey, Mylo, Im gonna take a nap on the couch.”

“ ‘ight. Let me know when you up, and ill fix some tea for ya.”

With a nod and a smile, Shelby flopped onto the bed. What was Katherine willing to think about what he’s done now? They've killed people! Ugh, rather than thinking about it, Shelby closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

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Katherine knew. She knew what happened, and honestly? She didnt care. Joey probably deserved, and she knew Jimmy wouldnt do much about her killing him – he may be the sheriff, but he wasnt a good one and he knew that too. So what, Shelby killed two people? There was likely good reasoning behind it.

While working on the interior of her castle when getting the buzz of the comms to let her know what her lover did was an.. Interesting.. Moment.

Now, Katherine was cleaning a broken pot from the fact she was surprised by the buzz communicator. She bit her lip and prevented herself from flying off to the evermoore and checking on Shelby. He was likely resting.. Or something.

For the rest of the day, she picked at her nails(normally painted and perfect), an old habit she hadnt done in years.

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Gods pray, what did they get themselves into too?

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I hope you like this:) Its also posted on ao3 under my request book which Im linking below:)

[tanushakyrano]

febuwhump day 16: semi-conscious

YES ITS NOT THE 16TH IM SO AWARE OF THIS..... writing the second half of this really sucked for some reason. words were not computing. but i got it done!

characters: Kayo, Alan

additional warnings: hypoxia (low oxygen)

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Alan was getting worried. 

It had been at least five minutes since he’d heard anything from Kayo. It wasn’t exactly unusual; the amount of times that she’d experienced ‘technical difficulties’ and gone dark on rescues was frankly ridiculous. Nine times out of ten, she was completely fine. 

It was the tenth time that worried him.

They’d split up to search for survivors. The space station they were on was large and sprawling, and the internal communication system was down which meant that figuring out where everyone was was just that much more difficult. Most of the crew had already been located, but there were a few names unaccounted for on the crew manifest. They’d agreed to split up to cover more ground quicker. Alan was beginning to think that that had been a mistake.

He turned a corner and suddenly his feet weren’t on the ground any more. It took him a minute to realise what the hell was going on. The station had been experiencing system-wide failures for a while now; lights were only on in about half of the areas he'd explored, and life support systems had given up the ghost a long time ago. Clearly the artificial gravity in some areas was failing entirely. He reached out for the wall, using the handrails to give him momentum as he pushed onwards.

A light flashed red over one of the doors as he passed. Alan glanced into the room that lay beyond, shrouded in darkness, then caught sight of the flashing message just above the locking mechanism: WARNING - HULL BREACH. Sure enough, he could just about make out the gash in the floor, the metal plating warped and jagged. He pushed himself onwards. The ball of anxiety that was pretty much a permanent resident in his chest tightened.

Every room Alan glanced into was completely empty even of other missing members of the crew. The silence - other than the occasional crackle of burnt-out circuits - was starting to unsettle him. He was intensely aware of the fact that the station was slowly tearing itself apart around him. They were on borrowed time.

A flash of teal behind one of the doors caught his eye. Alan made a beeline for it, slamming his hand into the locking mechanism until with a groan, the door slid partway open. It was difficult to get purchase in zero-gee, but he managed it, shouldering it open until the gap was large enough for him to squeeze through.

Oh. The gravity was back.

Alan was a little embarrassed to admit that it took him by surprise. As soon as enough of him was through the door, gravity tugged him determinedly downwards, and he fell unceremoniously to the ground. He banged his shin on the way down and cursed.

He quickly scrambled up, assessing the situation. Kayo was slumped in one corner, head resting against the wall, knees pulled halfway to her chest. She barely stirred at his entrance.

"Kayo? You okay?" He was at her side in an instant, noting her blue-tinged lips with alarm.

Slowly, her eyes opened.

"Alan…?"

"Hey. Hi." Alan tried to smile reassuringly. "Kayo, do you know what happened to you?"

"Circuit…blew." Her brow furrowed with concentration as she attempted to from a sentence. "Oxygen tank. Damaged."

A quick scan of her suit's system confirmed it. Oxygen levels were low and getting lower, thanks to microfractures along one side of her helmet. Alan took a deep breath and tried very hard not to freak out. His hand found hers and held it tightly. Whether it was to reassure Kayo or himself, he didn't know.

"Look, this station could blow any minute," he said, keeping the wobble out of his voice. "We gotta go. You're gonna have to help me out here, I can't carry you all the way. My noodle arms aren't built for this."

It was barely a joke, but Kayo still smiled weakly at it, struggling to push herself upright as Alan slung her arm over his neck and helped her to stand up. He was suddenly very grateful that the gravity had malfunctioned in the corridors outside; even though Kayo was trying her best to help, Alan was single-handedly supporting most of her body weight, and he wasn't sure he could make it back in time if he had to carry her the entire way back.

"M'sorry," Kayo murmured, head dropping against his shoulder. Her voice was so quiet, so…small, that Alan's throat constricted. It was so unlike her that it scared him.

"Hey, no, don't apologise. We're gonna be okay."

She didn't reply.

They headed towards the half-open door, one shuffling step at a time. Kayo could barely keep her eyes open. Alan made a mental note listen to Virgil next time when he stressed the importance of weightlifting in training. Already his shoulders were aching viciously.

The gap was too small to fit through. Alan glared at it as if it had caused him personal offence, slamming his fist into the button several times - as if that would somehow magically open all the way.

Surprisingly, it did.

Alan blinked. Maybe the infamous Tracy luck had decided to go on vacation for the day.

The switch from gravity to lack thereof was much less jarring when he was prepared for it. It also meant that they moved much more quickly, no longer weighed down by artificial forces. Before long, they were nearly back at Thunderbird Three, thudding to the ground again, Alan barely keeping his balance under the renewed burden of Kayo's weight.

"Can I get some help here?" he yelled out, hoping that one of the crew was in earshot. Sure enough, Clove - the one who'd helped them upon their arrival - came hurrying out, ducking under Kayo's other arm and lifting some of the weight off Alan's shoulders - literally.

"The last of the crew made it back while you were away," she informed him. That was good. It meant he could close the airlock for good once they were safely back in Three, make a breathable atmosphere for Kayo.

Three was in arm's reach now.

As soon as their feet crossed the threshold, he slammed the airlock shut, listening intently for the hiss of air that confirmed the establishment of the breathable atmosphere. Carefully, he reached for the clasps on either side of Kayo's helmet, easing it off her head. Clove hovered worriedly next to him.

It was a sign that he was stressed as hell when the sound of Kayo's shuddering inhale was enough to make him flinch violently. Her hand grasped his arm instinctively as her body tried to get much-needed oxygen back into her system.

"You're okay," he breathed, grasping her forearm back. "Thank fuck, you're okay."

"Yeah." Kayo tipped her head back, chest rising and falling steadily. She gave him a weak thumbs up. "Good…job, kid."

[just-rogi]

do you guys know that post about the glow in the dark stars that have been painted over in someones old childhood bedroom thats like, i hate when things are already poetry, because what more is there to say?

a few months ago i let my friend borrow a pair of shoes (hers were soaked through). it felt so significant then but i didnt have the ability to articulate why. last night i stayed over the same friends apartment, (like ive done a hundred times before) ((her very skiddish cat recognizes me now and will let me pet her)), and this morning she gave me a pair of her shoes to wear (i had worn cute red heels the night before, but they were not suited to the teachers union book fair we were attending together the next morning). and i dont know i cant write a poem that says anything half as significant as riding the train wearing your friends sneakers (size 8 1/2).

as if to say to me you can sleep on my couch any time. i have food the fridge i bought just for you because i knew you were coming over. your book is on my bedside table, im halfway through it. we joke-as you journal in the morning with your favorite pen-that if you die ill publish all your diaries for their value to anthropologists as a primary source, you say thats fine but i have to edit them, i laugh and agree. you ride home with me every day after work even though its out of my way. i know you get cold so i already laid out extra blankets on my pull out couch for you. my hair is tied up with your hair tie, and is kept out of my face while we work at the book fair the next morning directing small children. you sent me an email link with an article to canada geese today as a joke that we shared in my car- i will see it tomorrow morning and laugh. you left your shoes and phone, in my classroom over the weekend, but its ok, you can borrow mine- here take my charlie card for the train, i have seen you every day this week, and i will see you again on monday, and you will get your phone and your transit pass and your shoes but until then you can wear my shoes. im glad that my life is so intertwined with yours in such mundane ways. im glad that i am so known by you. how lucky we are that we're the same size shoe. but how do you explain to someone that size 8 1/2 creased black and white nike sneakers are a poem already when i wear them

[star-mum]

"I thought about asking for it to be set in the beginning of season 2 but alas we have a conjoined mind"

1) the fact that you used fucking "alas" actually made me snort

2) IT'S TRUE APPARENTLY. Like there has been so many times when you have just said what I was already thinking lmao

3) Maggots by Ashnikko fucking SLAPS YESSS

4) I put in the detail about him wearing his pants low on his hips with no shirt cause you said in the comments of another fic that it kills you. And tbh I love it too. Give me boys with dicks loose in their pants and no shirt over a fancy suit ANY. TIME.

5) how did I know you're big shirt little pants? Cause I am too. AALL. THE. TIME. Like literally right now. It's insanely comfy. And it would drive Jason and Gar clinically insane to see you just lounging around in little shorts especially if they rode up 👀👀👀

6) ALSO THE CAT yes I remembered the picture you showed me and I was like 🥰 cute let's include the kitty

KSKSKKS “alas” is something I use way too often for no fucking reason -> I truly am the Schimdt in my group (for shame)

I LOVE THAT I GET THE COMMENTARY ON MY COMMENTARY IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY !!!

I have no recollection of saying that KSKSKS but now I think it might’ve been on Steamy ??? Cause he wears like the towel like that right? Or No Way Home also maybe, probably (i have an awful memory)

I TO AM WEARING BIG SHIRT LITTLE PANTS RIGHT NOW !! It’s actually cold for once in a fucking lifetime here (rainy and cold = coffee + books weather how perfect for me) so Im wearing my favorite big shirt with long sleeves, that I pretend in my mind palace/my brain of brains is borrowed from my 💫 current favorite blorbo 💫 (as of now Gar, cause I think his clothes could possibly fit me if he buys them baggy, Jason is still a fucking twink for that to be possible)

[misscarolineshelby]

Spanked

Part Three: The Proposal

Pairing: Modern Tommy Shelby x Reader

Words: 1,045

Warning: None…This is only the beginning!

Original Blog: @queenshelby (this is just my backup account as I have been having Tumblr issues)

Two weeks later…

Your heart fluttered when you saw his name pop up in the lower right side of your computer screen.

Over the past two weeks, you had learned that you weren’t the only one at the firm whose breathing quickened when they saw a notification from him and rumours had it that, if he sent you an email himself, you would either be fired or there is a serious issue he required you to fix.

In the company, Thomas Shelby was certainly known for his bluntly worded feedback, demanding expectations, and his particular style of putting employees on the spot and, whilst many of the females in his company took a liking in him, they feared him at the same time.

You quickly opened your inbox and clicked on the email. It was short and straight to the point.

‘My office at 4 o’clock. Don’t be late’ it said, giving you no indication on what this was about.

You had never been to his office and asked Lizzie where it was. She confirmed that it was on the top floor of the building and you already dreaded going in there even after you had run into him in the building almost every day for the past two weeks and he had never said anything bad to you.

***

At 3.50pm, you grabbed a pen and your notebook, flipping to a fresh page. You began mentally preparing yourself to speak to him, wishing his email had given you any inclination as to what he might want so you could prepare yourself further.

You found him rather intimidating and stood up and smoothed down your outfit which was a navy-blue dress that fitted you quite well. It clung to your small figure and it was yet another dress you had borrowed from your roommate.

You straightened the tight blazer you wore over it and fiddled with the long necklace that sat on your chest.

Clutching your notebook against your chest, you quickly made your way to the elevator which took you to Tommy’s office.

***

You approached his partially opened office door. Taking a deep breath, you hurried up to it and knocked twice on the door.

‘Come in’ Tommy called out, not bothering to lift his head up to face you.

You stepped in and stood waiting at the table that separated you while he finished typing a sentence in an email. You surveyed the office. It was extremely neat and tidy. It was also perfectly fitted out. In one corner, there was a side board with a record player and expensive bottles of whiskey while, on the other side of the room, there were some large book shelves.

‘I looked at the charitable contributions made by my Michael Grey two days ago. Was that your idea?’ he asked and you nodded nervously.

‘Mr Shelby, I know it is a lot of money but the penalties imposed by the tax department would have been higher and, at least this way, you will be seen to provide essential services to the community’ you explained, justifying your report to Michael Grey who was one of the senior business advisors of Shelby Company Limited.

‘Well, according to my cousin, you saved the business 800,000 pounds’ Tommy then said while looking up at you for the first time and instructing you to take a seat.

You nodded shyly in response to his comment and sat down in one of the large arm chairs in front of his desk. By this point, you were fidgeting your hands and it was obvious to Tommy that you were nervous.

‘Now, I need you to develop a plan to deal with some more money coming in next week. I want all of it invested across our different businesses’ he said.

‘How much are we talking about Mr Shelby?’ you asked.

’27 million pounds’ he responded, causing you to gulp.

’27 million pounds? The forecasts I’ve been given don’t show this kind of money coming into the business as a lump sum during this quarter’ you said somewhat surprised.

‘That’s correct’ Tommy said, looking at you sternly.

‘It’s off the books and you want me to launder the money?’ you asked nervously, assuming that this is what he was referring to.

‘I don’t like to use this word, Love. Let’s just say, I want you to get creative’ he explained and you were surprised that he had just admitted to you that his company was, indeed, involved in some illegal operations.

‘What makes you think that I agree to this? I could just go to the police instead’ you said somewhat surprised and, just as you did, Tommy began to laugh.

‘You have a 70,000-pound debt Love. University degrees are expensive. If you get creative with the company’s accounts, you will be debt free in no time. Your name will not appear on any of the accounts and, if there is formal investigation, your identity will be protected’ Tommy explained and, after you took a moment to think about what he was offering you, you nodded.

‘I want 5 cents on every dollar laundered’ you stammered after having gathered all your confidence.

‘Love, we work in pounds here, eh. It’s 27 million pounds’ Tommy clarified and you nodded again, but this time with a smile.

‘Yes, but I won’t be laundering the money through your UK businesses. It will be done through some brand-new enterprises in the US, which I will set up slowly. Thereby, no connection can be made to Shelby Company Limited’ you explained, causing to Tommy to nod with approval.

‘Alright, 5 cents in the dollar it is Love’ Tommy smirked before asking you to put together a proposal for his consideration and prepare all of the necessary paperwork and forecasts by the end of the week.

You nodded again before standing up and thanking Tommy for his time. Then, you walked towards the door while holding on to your notepad which is when Tommy said something else.

‘Y/N’ he said and you turned around to face him.

‘Yes Mr Shelby?’ you asked nervously.

‘The dress suits you’ he complimented you, causing you to blush.

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[black-coffee-and-sugar]

Magical thinking indeed:

- im just over here feeling warm cuz lena really referred to kara's apartment as 'home'. lena truly looked like one partner stuck entertaining the friends alone because the other partner is running late and didn't give an excuse for why

- also kara flying in through the window sans the suit cuz everyone knows now. im living for this

- nia just jumping over the backrest of the couch. it's about time these people actually started acting like friends and i would like to point out that we didn't get to this until lena was back and finally a full member of the super friends. i know im beating a dead horse but we could've had this seasons ago

- i actually forgot about the voldemort/harry thing going on with nxyly and kara but that's honestly on me for always watching these episodes after 2 glasses of wine

- brainy wasn't in this episode because??? like what does he have going on outside of the tower? are him and nia even dating? did we really give his screentime to william and fucking mitch? this is the 3rd game night scene he hasn't been in and im not a fan

- andrea is so mean but like...it's william

- also this embedding william with the super friends thing is utter BULLSHIT. have you ever watched a show that literally has to force a character into scenes? nothing about william's involvement is ever organic and the problem is persisting all because of a contrived connection the writers want to forge between him, kara and the super friends

- alex n j'onn, the gatekeepers of kara's secret, the former blacksite clandestine agents actually agreed to this and WHY

- alex not protecting her identity WHY

- lena's identity and magic needs to be a secret and yet there lena is, eye fucking with kara in the middle of tower in front of william, god and my fucking salad

- honestly if william doesn't figure out who they all are, since they're doing a shit job hiding it, he's just plain stupid

- i get the impression that kara is still too terrified of lena getting directly involved. she doesn't want her on nxyly's radar at all

- esme!

- rainbow bracelet. kelly as guardian still wearing that shit like a proud mom hanging their kids art on the fridge. im soft

- the foster parents were suspect from minute one but the way that woman just pushed that small child outside to defend them. like...what kind of psycho does that? and more importantly why were they NOT ARRESTED?!?!

- 'lena broke my brain'. you know that line was 100% nicole and i thank her for her service. that was hilarious

- nxyly is the first supergirl villain ive enjoyed since S2 lillian

- lena is not amused by william. same girl same

- but credit where credit is due, his baking story for once actually had some relevance and gave lena her epiphany about her mom's spell

- kara offering to go get the flower or whatever for lena because it's dangerous and lena's little and she doesn't want her to get hurt. protective kara we love to see it

- william: you protect lena, supergirl

my dude, unneeded instruction.

- kara being all cocky is peak content. lena's little smile at kara's casual display of strength. SAME LENA SAME

- for a minute i thought kara totally killed that guy with the flicked bullet

- nia's spidey senses tingling at the lover's quarrel kara and lena are about to have.

- im surprised they didn't bring up the brain washing because that was definitely the moment where lena believed it was for the greater good and she was being manipulative and ruthless with her vampire shirt

- can we say GROWTH tho. i love that kara and lena can disagree without all this bullshit drama like before. secrets are OUT honesty is IN. they're communicating and expressing their fears and leaning on each other. this. this is what i want

- also have to point out that lena is kara's humanity. WE BEEN KNEW but that shit is canon now. so is kara being hopeful and happy around lena. and kara no longer feeling alone because lena is back. i can't believe im winning

- so so so last week lena says 'i believe in you' and now kara says it. before it was 'good luck' 'you too'. the way the writers avoid the explicit use of 'i love you' just makes it louder

- currently thinking about the 'i believe in a thing called love' episode and im already losing my mind

- lena and nia god i love them together. their scenes totally feel like genuine katie and nicole vibes.

- yo the stunt work was actually decent? dreamer's black widow style flip. the dansen banter while kicking ass. is...is this still supergirl? im not used to being fed like this

- dansen telepathy. they just agreed 'yep esme is the one'

- did veeta not say that there's a 'prescribed order to the totems'? so why are they now picking whichever totem they feel like?

- ngl the super friends have been the cause of literally all the city's major issues this entire season

- lena does the spell she didn't want to do because??? like that's not even me being a little shit i think i might have missed that cuz i don't understand the chain of events that led to her changing her mind when she was so adamantly against it

- these incompetent heroes continue their idoicy by letting william write this article WHY. they are not running on taxpayer dollars. they don't owe the public shit. they're actually breaking many laws as vigilantes and 'borrowing' satellites and god knows what else

- andrea has no journalistic integrity. or common decency. she's still hot tho

- william growing a pair. good for him but did he and apparently Andrea forget about the 'no competing' clause in the contracts?

- ending with supercorp domestic fluff 2 episodes in a row. bruh don't touch me

- lena: I'm not using my fingers

kara: I'm going to

this is the new 'i don't think about you while im doing it'

it's all so deliberate. they're SO LOUD

[sugar-quilled]

ron weasley x reader

request

a/n: i slipped from the topic a little bit, pretty sure what i wrote isn't teasing, and if you'd like me to change it just tell me :)

summary: While visiting Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, Ron's clothes get sucked into a machine. All of them, except for his boxers.

genre: comedy and (im not sure if this counts as fluff but) fluff

word count: 1.6k

pronouns: not used

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Diagon Alley was packed, as it always was at the start of a term. Underneath a beautifully clear sky, students were seen hurrying to purchase potion ingredients and new robes. Those that had already purchased the items on their Hogwarts list were seen crowding around a new and extremely flashy building.

The store front was painted in a shocking orange color, with a large figure standing inside a window and tipping his top hat to the surrounding crowd below. In neat, gold printing, the store was identified to be none other than Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes.

You entered through the door amongst other eager shoppers, and immediately heard a circus-like music, coupled with the chatter of about 50 people.

Shelves on shelves of brightly colored goods and at least 4 oddly built staircases met your eyes. Immediately to your left was a brightly colored display of candy. Your walked closer, and Fred and George Weasley popped out from a counter nearby.

"Taking a look at those nosebleed nougats are you, Y/N?"

"We've got samples over here if you like-"

"Just eat the red and you'll see the red!"

"And one bite of the other side will stop it just like that."

"And fever fudge!"

"There's only a bit of those puking pastilles left, clearly we're due for a restock, Fred."

"Well, Y/N, welcome to our shop and go enjoy yourself! Call us if you need any help and we'll be right by your side in a jiffy. Now come on, George, one kid over there looks mightily suspicious."

You smiled after the twins' backs, not even angry that they hadn't let you get a word in, when you spotted Ron Weasley taking a look at Headless Hats—now on sale for 1 galleon and 8 sickles! Your previous conversation (could you even call it a conversation?) with the twins immediately left your brain and you made your way over.

Ron had been a long time crush of yours. In fact, the two year anniversary of your feelings was yesterday, and you celebrated by having a whole-hearted sobbing fest while your friends stared awkwardly at each other and tried to console you. Not that your friendship wasn't something to be happy about, but Merlin you just wished you could hold his hand. Romantically. You didn't think Ron could ever like you, what with his being best friends with Hermione Granger who was both insanely smart and jaw-droppingly gorgeous.

"Ron! It's nice to see you!"

He immediately swung around and burst into a very toothy grin. "Y/N! It's nice to see you too! What's up?"

You smiled back. "Nothing much! Your brothers' shop is gorgeous! The, uhh, those nosebleed nougats are really fascinating. And you? How was your summer?"

Ron put a headless hat down and strode closer to you to check out a row of punching telescopes. "Quite uneventful, to be honest. But yeah this stuff they came up with? Have you seen the smart-answer quills? Blimey I'd never have to ask Hermione for help again! And those fainting fancies. Reckon Snape'll believe one of those?"

You laughed. "Are you planning to faint during a lecture? It's our N.E.W.T year, you'll need all the information you can get."

Just then, Fred and George appeared right behind you.

"Having a good conversation, Ron?" Fred said cheerfully, elbowing Ron in the ribs—"Ow, Fred leave us alone!"—"Do you two want to check out the back?"

"Just don't steal anything, Y/N," George winked.

"Unless that something is Ron's heart," Fred muttered. Or you thought he muttered. But the twins' expressions had been wiped blank so that you couldn't tell whether Fred had really said it, and Ron had busied himself in untangling two extendable ears, so whether he had blushed or hadn't, you also couldn't tell.

"Lead the way, George!" Fred chortled, and swept away.

"Alright then. Right this way, you two!"

George led you and Ron, whose mouth seemed to be clamped shut, weaving past shelves higher than you to a door at the very back of the store. A small plaque on the door said: "Weasleys Working: In Progress." He twisted open the door, and beckoned both of you in. Right in front of you was a huge lab and packaging station. You could see potions brewing to your right, and to your left, there were two witches packaging a box of puking pastilles.

"So," George started, "welcome to our work station! Y/N, you might have seen a big gray thing over there upon entrance." He pointed. You looked. "That is actually something we've just installed in and its a bit of muggle machinery. Michelle and Rosalyn over there," he nodded towards the two witches, "used to have to do all the wand work manually but this big old thing makes some parts automatic. Quite useful!"

You stared at the big metal machine. There was a sort of chute at one end, and a big pipe leading up and into the ceiling.

"Well, I'll leave you two to it, and Michelle and Rosalyn," he called, "would you mind helping me out in the main area? Fred's left to check on the upstairs, and there's too many people waiting in line for purchasing." George gave Ron a ginormous wink, and left the room. The door swung back and clicked to a close.

You walked over to the muggle machine, very aware of Ron trailing behind you.

"Blimey, that thing's big. What does it even do?"

"I don't know, it looks like something that deposits goods into this bin under it. I'm not really sure where the goods come from though."

Ron circled the massive thing twice, and the second time, he tripped over a wire. Thankfully, he managed to stand himself upright with one hand leaning on the machine.

You laughed at him, and he looked embarrassedly back with a forced chuckle.

Then there was a loud whirring noise, and as Ron turned around in fright, the thing began sucking.

You were wrong. It didn't deposit things. It took them to be deposited.

With a frantic yell and many grabs at a nearby table, Ron's clothes ripped off. The machine sent them rattling through the chute and the whirring noise came to a stop.

Well. Not all of his clothes.

Ron was left standing in a pair of heart adorned boxers. Red hearts.

He tried his best to cover himself, but seeing as he only had two hands and more than two things on display, it was quite difficult.

You realized that you were staring and quickly looked away.

Ron was carefully looking at anywhere but your face.

After quite a long time's silence, your croaked out, "nice boxers, uh... dude," while looking at the ceiling. A giggle escaped despite your attempts at keeping it in, and you were sure Ron's face now matched the color of his hair.

"If you tell this to Gred- I mean, Fred or Gor- George, I'll-" he started shakily, "I'll die."

Seeing as he wasn't threatening you and assuming this meant friendly conversation could be engaged, you stammered, "they really suit you. You know, the red and all. Although I'd suggest a green pair next time. Because of the color wheel and those two are compl-"

Ron had burst into shaky, suppressed laughter.

"Never- never mind my fashion choices, how the bloody hell am I supposed to get my clothes back?"

"Well I don't see why you want them back. I mean think of the ladies you'd get by walking down the street with this lovely attire. Maybe for accessories you can add a bit more red by eating a nosebleed nougat, I'm sure I saw a few when I entered."

Both of you were laughing now, but a yell of shock from upstairs made both of you jolt.

"Oh no, no, no," Ron muttered, darting his eyes around as if trying to find a hiding spot, "Fred's upstairs, he knows what I was wearing, oh no, no-"

The door swung open. Fred was standing in the doorway looking highly amused.

"Ron, I thought you said you'd never wear those! Aunty Muriel will be pleased her present wasn't a waste of money!" Fred exclaimed, striding into the room and circling Ron, who was shaking fiercely. "They do compliment your hair, maybe I'll have to borrow the pair one day."

You choked back a laugh, bursting a vein for sure, when Fred rounded on you.

"I didn't know you two were already on this level of your relationship. Looks like Ron here neglected to tell me some bits!" Fred said cheerfully, waving his wand so that Ron looked perfectly normal again, except that his entire face was now the same color as the hearts on the boxers underneath the normality.

"Well I daresay you two have looked around, I was up there nearly 10 minutes," Fred continued, gesturing towards the door, "and Y/N, regrettably we have no products that erase recent memories-"

"Shut up," Ron muttered, walking towards the door.

"-but the idea is certainly a brilliant one and I'll be sure to start developing it." Fred gave a hearty wink as both Ron and you had exited the room, and closed the door.

You looked at Ron. He looked back.

"Well you know I never said I wanted to erase that memory. You did look quite marvelous."

Ron laughed, though his face still looked like he supported the UK Quidditch team.

"You should really take my suggestion of that green pair, and I wouldn't mind seeing how that looks either."

Both of you doubled over in laughter.

"And," you choked, "a pair of shoes to match wouldn't hurt either, though I daresay you'd rather go barefoot? Shoes shouldn't be worn to bed, after all."

There were definitely tears coming out your eyes now, and the two of you stumbled drunkily, still shaking with laughter, out the shop and down the ever so full streets of Diagon Alley.

[bts-reveries]

expect the unexpected | 19

(images in between and in the end)

Jin had just picked up his two oldest and is now back in his office. It’s been a long day. Having Haneul alone with him was already a hard time but adding two more? He tried his best to maintain his composure as Yeonjun told him the rest of the schedule for today. 

“So right now we have all this paperwork to go through because it has to be sent out today, and then we have to go to a video shoot at 4:30pm. Jungkook should be here soon. Afterwards, when we get back, we have a meeting regarding the promotional photoshoots for the new drama, Save Me, with their Director, Producer, and the seven lead actors.” Yeonjun says. “I heard it’s really good. Kind of confusing actually when I saw the trailer. There’s this seven group of friends and they all make some sort of bad decision in their lives and they.. Well not all of them but I think some of them die? Then come back to life? I don’t know, but one of them is a time traveler I think..” Yeonjun trailed on, looking up as he thought back to the trailer.                              

Although, Jin wasn’t really listening. 

“Dad, what does this word mean?” Minseok asks, pointing to his book. 

“Daddy can we get ice cream in the cafeteria,” Soojin says, holding onto the door knob. 

“Carry meee,” Haneul whines, he’s standing by Jin’s leg, trying to climb onto his dad’s lap.

“Anyways,” Yeonjun says, going back on track. “It should be fun. They’ll be here around 6pm. Which, I understand, is around dinner time, but it was the only available time they had for a meeting. This drama was a big hit on webtoon. It’s good exposure for us for them to use our studio.” 

“Dad!” Minseok called, he’s now standing next to Jin. “Can you help me please? I don’t know this word.”

“DDDAAAAAADDDYY!” Soojin yells. “Can we please get ice cream!”

“Caaarryyy meeeeee!” Haneul screams, bursting into tears. 

Jin drops his head into his hands. “My head. Is going. To ex-plode.”

“Minseok, I’ll help you with your homework, come with me,” Yeonjun says, finally realizing how tired and stressed Jin was. Minseok glances at his dad before walking towards Yeonjun and grabbing onto his hand that he was holding out. Then Soojin came running to Jin’s side, where Minseok was just standing.

“Daddy you’re not listening to me,” Soojin frowns. Jin turns to the side and looks at her. His sweet, precious daughter. The one he can never say no to.

“Soojin it’s cold, you’re going to get sick if you eat ice cream,” Jin calmly says. “And you haven’t even done your homework yet. Go with Minseok and Uncle Yeonjun and do your homework with them.”

Soojin’s lip starts to quiver, “but I just want to eat a little bit. I can do my homework when I’m done…” 

“Soojin, daddy said no. Now go,” Jin says, turning to the side to pick up Haneul. He was still crying his eyes out. Soojin looked down, a big frown on her face and tears started running down her face. Jin was too busy wiping Haneul’s tears away and shushing him that he didn’t know Soojin was crying until he heard her sobbing when she walked away. 

“Soojin,” Jin called out. She didn’t answer, nor did she look back. “Soojinie,” Jin calls again. “Yah, Kim Soojin!”

“w-AHH!” Jin yells, the three, Yeonjun, Minseok, and Soojin all looked back at Jin when they heard him yell.

Yeonjun has never seen him so mad before. 

Jin puts down Haneul and stands up. 

Hot coffee dripped down his suit. His tie and white dress shirt was completely soaked. 

Jin puts both hands on his desk, leaning forward as he sighs. 

Haneul wasn’t done crying, flailing his hand around and started hitting things on the table, grabbing things, causing Jin’s cup of coffee to come flying at his chest. Not to mention, spilling all over the paperwork that had to be done.

“Sir, I have a sweatshirt you can borrow in my bag,” Yeonjun says, standing up immediately to grab his duffle bag. He usually worked out in the gym Jin had a whole floor of in his building. “You can change into it now so you don’t get all sticky,” he says, handing a white sweatshirt to Jin. Jin says a quiet thank you, grabbing the sweatshirt from Yeonjun and placing it on the back of his chair as he took off his blazer, his tie, and his white dress shirt. 

Haneul was still sniffling and he quickly ran to Yeonjun when he made eye contact with his dad. 

“Yeonjun,” Jin says. “Do you have the soft copy for these,” he says, pointing to the sticky mess on his table.

“Yes sir,” Yeonjun says, running over to get his laptop. “I’ll send them to you right now.” Jin sounded awfully calm right now, which scared the kids even more. Minseok was fidgeting with his book as he looked at his dad and Soojin was sitting next to him, playing with her hands. Haneul was standing by the couch, trying to hide. He would take small glances at his dad as he watched him clean up the mess he made.

“And also, we can’t cancel the meeting so just make sure our guests feel welcome when they come here for our meeting. I’ll connect from my laptop because we’ll be going home soon. I’ll continue my work there. You’re in charge here, make sure everyone is in that meeting and please have someone set up a TV in our boardroom so they can all see me when I connect. Umm, yeah, that’s all-- Oh, I won’t be there for the video shoot. We won’t get anything done and will only be a bother if I come with the kids so just go with Jungkook okay?”

“Okay sir.” 

“Kids pack your stuff, we’re going to leave in a bit,” Jin says, going back to cleaning his desk. The kids hurriedly grabbed their things, stuffing it into their backpacks.

Jin wasn’t mad often, but when he was…

He’s definitely scary.

-

“Hello everyone, first of all, thank you all for being here. I apologize that I couldn’t be there with you in person. I really wanted to be there but I am working as both CEO and dad tonight,” Jin says lightheartedly. He watches everyone smile through his laptop. “Second of all, I want to apologize beforehand. My three kids might pop up here and there and interrupt, but I talked to them before this and we should be okay. But just in case,” Jin says, raising his head to see if the kids are nearby. His office had clear doors for him to be able to see the kids.

“Okay, so it looks like the coast is clear,” Jin jokes, we can start our meeting now. Jin nods his head, gesturing for the first person to go ahead and start off the meeting. First they had to talk about the drama and it’s concept so they can have a feel of how they can take the photos. 

“Daddy,” Jin hears from the side. He shuts his eyes, taking a deep breath before moving his head out of frame to see Haneul peeking in the room. “I want to stay with you..” 

Jin mutes his mic before talking to Haneul. 

“Daddy’s in the meeting, can you please go to your brother and sister and wait until I’m done?”

Haneul shakes his head no, walking towards Jin. “I want to stay with youu~” He says, trying to climb onto Jin’s lap yet again.

Jin sighs, pulling Haneul up and placing him on his lap. 

“What do you think, Mr. Kim?” 

Jin’s eyes widened, unmuting himself. “I’m sorry, can you repeat that?”

The director laughs. “We’re thinking of doing one concept as school themed. Since the seven characters will be meeting at school in the drama. Would we be able to do that?”

“Yes, that sounds good. We have school props that we can use for the photoshoots, like desks and the blackboard. Yeonjun show them a picture that we have from a previous photoshoot where we did a school concept.”

“I don’t like that,” Haneul says, causing a few heads to look up. Jin looks down and shushes him. 

“It’s not for you to like,” he says.

-

As the meeting went on, Haneul got bored and began picking at things on the table. 

“Haneul please don’t touch anything,” Jin says, moving Haneul’s hand away from the table and holding onto them.

“What is it Mr. Kim?”

“Oh no sorry, I was talking to my son. Please,” Jin says, moving a hand to gesture to the camera. “Continue.”

After Jin lets go of Haneul’s hands, he immediately slams a hand on the keyboards, shutting it off.

“What did you do!” Jin yells. Trying to turn the laptop back on but it looks like it froze or something because it wasn’t turning on.

“I don’t want to be in the meeting,” Haneul says, watching Jin frantically trying to get his laptop to work. Jin sighs in annoyance, grabbing Haneul and putting him down next to him.

“Then why didn’t you stay with your siblings?” He says. “This is an important meeting Haneul, I was already supposed to be there in person and now I can’t even join--”

“I just want to play--”

“I’m speaking right now,” Jin says to him, turning to look him in the eye. 

“Okay,” Haneul answers quietly. 

“Is that right or not?”

“That’s right.”

“You did something wrong, do you agree?” 

Haneul nods, his lip beginning to quiver and his eyes starting to water. 

“Go stand in the corner, you’re in a time out,” Jin tells him, nodding to the corner of his office. Haneul burst into tears as he ran to the corner where his dad told him to go, holding his face in his hands.

“Stay there until I finish my meeting,” Jin tells him, returning back to his laptop. It still wasn’t turning on. 

Jin runs his hand through his hair, scratching the back of his head. He grabs his phone and texts Yeonjun.

“Haneul shut off my laptop and it’s not turning on. I’ll connect through my phone just give me a few minutes.”

-

expect the unexpected

♡ part nineteen: daddy said no ♡ 

pairings: ceo, dad!jin x interior designer, mom!reader

a/n: the part where jin says “im speaking right now” to “you did something wrong do you agree?” and everything in between was a real convo between him and yoongi when he kept talking while jin was talking😭 i’ll reblog this later with a link lol

edit: actually here it is: 0:39-0:44

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Suna being mistaken to be an Uber driver

Genre: crack!

Summary: You typed a wrong number (which is Suna’s) begging him to pick you up. He was annoyed thinking it was Atsumu pranking him at first. He decided to be your ‘uber driver’ because of your desperation. He enjoyed riling you up so he take advantage of you saying that you’ll pay him and his lunch not sexually 😳 but he kinda teased y/n and he insisted that it is a date then.

A/n: So this is my first time writing a fic so bear with me 🤧

You feel the blood in your body drained that your phone only have 4% left, forgetting to plug it in before you sleep last night.

You just ate lunch but due to the stress and excitement to an opportunity for a big shot job interview that you were waiting for in years you momentarily forgot about it while stress eating

now that you finally got the chance you don’t know if you’re going to make it there. You feel like you’re going to throw up with the anxiety you’re feeling now since you know you can’t have a second chance there.

You were already talking to an uber driver and you weren’t sure if they accepted

Panicking, you thought that you need to forget about your shyness and ask the person beside you to borrow their phone for a moment to talk to your driver.

But you typed the wrong digit at the last part as your phone automatically turned off and send a message begging to the person that you mistook to be your driver.

Suna was watching something on his TV finally having some rest from the exessive training the past few weeks. On these rare occasions he avoid getting drag by Atsumu to go to his brother’s resto.

But multiple notifications from an unknown number pops off spamming him. He checked just in case there’s an emergency only to be confused.

“Halo hehe I know it’s lunch time but please, my life depends on u, Please don’t cancel on me! I’ll pay extra!! And for ur lunch!”

“My phone died so I borrowed a phone from a stranger so please 🥺 don’t leave me hanging!”

“Where are you?😖😭”

I only have one chance for this interview and Im broke but I will LITERALLY GIVE ALL THE MONEY I HAVE LEFT IF U PICK ME UP 🤧”

He sighed having enough of Atsumu’s pranks so he ignored it. The messages stop for a moment

“Helo? :D”

“I’m sorry for bothering but you’re my only chance on this :(”

You waited for a reply but still none came. You teared up looking to the person you borrowed the phone from, but they just smiled and said that they are not in a rush, but still you see them looking on their wristwatch.

Suna being done messaged Atsumu to stop messing with him when he’s trying to take a break from hell

And Atsumu replied with “tf u talking about bro?”

“Stop spamming me with this Uber shit, I’m not gonna pick you up”

“The hell? I’m literally driving” and he send a video of him driving with Sakusa in the front sit with Bokuto and Hinata being chaotic at the back.

Suna did not replied and read the messages from the number

The owner of the phone politely asked for their phone back because they were about to leave. You asked for a moment tearing up so they let you be.

“Theyre rlly about to leave please reply if youre gonna cancel on me just so I could know if I’m just going to walk back home :’(”

“Sorry for spamming but I’m panicking right now, it’s wrong to just leave people hanging u know?😞”

Suna sighed not believing what he about to do picking up his car keys and heading out. he’s pissed but not heartless for seeing the desperation on your messages.

“Where are you?” Suna replied

You feel a sudden relief but still you heart is racing

“THANK GOD YOU REPLIED!!😭🤧”

“I’m here in (Address) :< ”

“Ok” Suna replied

“OK THANK YOU!🥺😩, Im gonna return the phone back so don’t reply”

“Btw I’m wearing a suit! And my name is y/n”

You returned the phone to the person saying thank you and sorry, you feel so lucky that this person beared with you. If they did not you’re probably going to spend a few months or so unemployed.

You’re lucky that Suna is near the place where you are but as for him? Not so lucky. He was contemplating on his way about why do he have to do this, regretting every second that he took pity. He could have been resting now.

You have no choice just to wait since your phone is dead, and only a few minutes of waiting an expensive looking car stops infront of you. You step back knowing that you’re blocking someones way in.

The window opened and the person inside called for your name, you were confused and you look around if someone heard, that maybe you only have the same name.

But he called again so you looked to see the person looking at you with an annoyed expression, so you pointed to yourself

Damn why do you have to look aggressive sir? You thought to yourself

“You’re y/n right?” You nodded then he said “get in”

You were shocked like who the hell is this man, are you getting kidnapped? And for many chances that this can happen, it needs to be this day? THE DAY OF YOUR MOST IMPORTANT JOB INTERVIEW

You were about to run before anything happens but he added “I’m the...uber driver” as he sighed looking more irritated, hand over at the back of his neck

You want to keep you mouth shut on the ride but it was your first time riding a car this expensive you can’t help to ask the attractive looking driver

He looks so big compared to your figure and he looks intimidating but you didn’t even hesitate to asked “Am I in a sort of kind of prank?” You were looking for cameras

Suna was dumbfounded with your question.

“You’re an uber driver driving around with this car?” Suna just looked at you but you weren’t looking astonised to the interior of the car

He shook his head. Then you speak again “oh wait...Am I gonna be charged more? Is this like a special service or something?!” You were saving up because you’re unemployed so you really need to be careful with your expenses so you panicked.

Suna looked at you then back to the road amused with your reaction “but then you said that you will literally give all your money if I pick you up”

You gulped “I did? I just said that I’ll pay extra and pay for your lunch” Suna looked at you raising an eyebrow

“Are you asking me out?”

You feel a heat creeping on your face. “No I am not. I just want to make up for my disturbance during your break”

“It’s ok, It’s a yes for me” he saw that you didn’t get what he mean so he cleared “I’ll go out with you”

Suna shamelessly look at you up and down you were shocked and immediately covered you body with your bag

Suna smirked feeling the urge to rile you up since you’re the one who put him into this situation

You were astounded that the driver really manage to say that to a passenger like is he not scared having a bad review for hitting on them? But you thought that maybe he really don’t mind. tots won’t decline a moment like this from this guy 👀

“Aren’t you gonna get fired for hitting on you passengers?”

“Why would I?”

“Uhm because it’s like inappropriate?” You said looking at him all scared you wanted to look normal but you can’t help it.

You beg yourself to look normal so you won’t provoke him becuase you are in a dangerous line here

you don’t even know if this person is really going to drop you off your destination.

Suna chuckled, not expecting how this day’s events will turn out like this, talking to this crazy passenger when he’s not even an Uber driver

After a moment, of you being a dumb bitch again, you asked “Is this like your side job? You know for extra income? Like what the hell do you need the extra income for? having this car and an iphone? And sure yeah you’re also wearing an apple watch” as you glanced to his wrist

“This is not a side job” Suna replied looking at the road with his elbow resting agaisnt the window with his head leaning on his knuckle while his other hand grips on the stirring wheel.

Suna was thinking about many ways to tease you without really crossing the line because he’s basically a stranger.

You saw him smirk which brings a flush in your cheeks affecting you in a way that you don’t want to feel

Remembering asking if this is a special service and he did not answer that. Having this expensive car for a pick up? A driver too hot that he can be a model if he chose to? Is this a new deal in uber? What the hell? You thought to yourself

adding things up your cheeks flushed red when Suna look at your side looking at you darkly with a serious smirk on his face

“So what special service do you want to try?”

“W-w..What?” Your face too red and your heart beating so fast feeling that you’re about to have a heart attack

“We’re still nowhere near you need to be, so decide now if you want to use the time you still have because this is a special offer you see”

You were confused stopping yourself to think about dirty thoughts but the red flush in your face won’t go away boosting Suna’s ego.

“Uhh.. no I’m fine thank you”

“You sure? That’s unfortunate because this might be your only chance”. You hear the playfull sound in his voice knowing that he is smirking you blushed once more but you have high spirits to defend yourself.

You need to clear your name. Embarrassed with the strange situation you thought you’re in to. So you muster all the courage you have left.

“I don’t go out paying guys, I can get a guy I want without bribe or something you know!”

“If that’s the case then why are you paying me?” He tried to stopped laughing just so he could look like he’s genuinely confused leaving a smirk in his face.

Now you think you’re right with your assumption 💀

“WOW! Excuse me sir! I will pay you because you’re my uber driver not because you’re some-“ you stopped not knowing what to say

“some?” Suna is waiting for you to continue raising you an eyebrow looking at you then back at the road

“some...” you shutdown.

“Some?”

“Stop asking me”

“I’m genuinely confused right now y/n” Suna said as you glared at him, thinking how smoothly he can say your name, when you’re here referring to him as ‘hot uber driver’

You decided to say it because you’re feeling that he will continue to bug you “somee...callboy”

Suna could not hold his laughter, so you freaked out not accepting that it might be your last word if you both died in an accident.

Caused of death? The driver laughed too hard when a passenger assumed he’s a callboy.

“Hey focus on the road!” You said hiding your face embarassed.

Suna is taking back his words a while ago that he regrets doing this, since he’s laughing his ass off at the moment.

“A callboy huh?” He smirked and laughed again

There’s something with his laughter that annoys you, but in a good way... but STILL it’s annoying because you know that this man is intentionally making fun of you 😡

“Stop!” Avoiding his gaze wanting to cry because of the embarrassment

“First you thought of me as your uber? And now I’m a callboy?” He is still laughing which annoys you more.

“What??...” You stared at him blankly and he stared back when he stopped over a stop light.

smirking at you while he slowly close the gap between you, a panic spreading all over you face.

“a-are-...you not my uber?” You asked, sweating profusely.

“I’m not”.

You started screaming wanting to go out of the car, you already open the door but the seatbelt stops you in your track

You did not pay for this! Sure he’s hot but what’s happening right now is not justifiable you’re too scared to be turned on with the events unravelling between you and this kidnapper

Suna laughed even more feeling little cramps in his stomach, he is definitely not a person who typically laughs like this but somehow you made him to be like this

“Hey! Hey! Wait! I’m just messing with you!” As he reach out to your elbows pulling you and asking you to close the door because the car behind you is getting restless.

“Dude wtf, I’ll make sure that you’ll get fired after this I swear to god!” You stated with an exasperated expression at him.

You were so scared and paranoid so you watch out where he’s bringing you.

“Ok so I’m really not your uber driver...” he watched you carefully and before you react he speaked “but you spammed a wrong number and begged me y/n so I took pity on you and decided to give you a good service” for a moment he looked genuine but his cocky smirk returned

“WHY DID YOU NOT TELL ME AT THE FIRST PLACE?!” you look at him with disbelief

“Because I just want this to be over plus...you’re hopeless.” He looked at you but you glared which only satisfied him

“I’m supposed to be resting today but someone decided for me to be their uber driver” he scoff

You’re pissed off at him for riling you up but there’s no denying that you’re in his debt so you avoid his gaze glaring at the sight outside

You notice that you’re already near. You’re annoyed but still thankfull to him

“I’ll pay you...” as you look at him still glaring but you did not want to meet his eyes “and your lunch” you finally said.

You see him wearing that annoying smirk but it makes your heart falter that annoys you more.

“Asking me out again huh?”

“I’m not”

“Uhm..ok? Whatever makes you sleep at night kitten” he chuckled

You blushed to the nickname “KITTEN? AND WHERE THE HELL DID THAT CAME FROM?”

“We’re practically dating now right? That’s called endearment kitten”

“You’re mad! I don’t even know your name!”

“Suna Rintarō but you can also call me daddy” he smirk and bit his lower lip which made you fluster but he only did it to stop himself for laughing at your reaction.

You didn’t even realized that you were already infront of you dream company.

“Ok I’ll wait for you down here, and I’ll decide where to eat since you’re begging to go out with me” he said seriously

This guy is really getting into my nerves you thought as you try to massage your temples

“You’re gonna have to wait for a while I think” you manage to say because you’re really thankfull for this man’s help. If it wasn’t for him you couldn’t have made it here.

“I’ll wait for you kitten, goodluck on your interview”

Your heart skipped and there’s no denying that your face looks like a tomato

“Kiss you goodluck?” Suna asked teasing you

“No, Suna” you glared at him as you walk out the door and as soon as you turn you back at him you can’t help to smile. You feel mad and flustered at the same time.

[savoies]

ill take the floor - patrick moynihan.

summary: only one bed trope.

word count: 1.3k.

warnings: maybe one bad word.

a/n: so here it is, one of the only tropes i have not written yet. hope you enjoy and of course thank you to caitee (@joelsfarabees ) for saying do it. this went through about four drafts so uhm enjoy! italicized and bolded is going back in time.

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Summer. Something everyone looked forward to. No more school. No more having to worry about loads of assignments and time to finally wind down and relax. For certain people that meant going on trips, going to the beach, or just staying home. But for the Moynihan family that meant renting up a beach house or cabin.

It happened every year. Having Patrick away at college and not having much free time, it was a nice way to spend some time together.

This year Patrick suggested somewhere up in the mountains where him and his buddies from Providence had gone for winter break earlier in the year. Apparently everyone else on the east coast had the same idea as him because as they made their arrangements only one cabin was up for grabs and they took it without much consideration.

In three days they would drive out three hours to their destination travel spot. So after much talk Patrick and his sister Ciara were in their living room helping their parents set everything up that needed to be taken care of.

"So Pat excited to see Y/N?" Ciara said as she looked up at her twin brother.

"Considering i haven't seen her in person this whole school year yeah im pretty excited." He smiled as he thought about seeing you again. He missed you even though you guys talked whenever you could.

"So are you gonna make a move on her this year?" Ciara said suggestively as she wiggled her eyebrows.

"I dont know what you are talking about." Patrick said as he placed the rest of his bags by the door.

"Oh I see the way you look at her." Ciara said.

You were a mutual friend. But over the years of knowing each other you grew closer to Patrick, maybe even developing a small crush on him along the way. They had invited you over to the cabin to catch up. You being away at college. Ciara knew about your crush on her brother and how her brother felt about you so she had made it her mission to get you guys to get closer on this trip. Or at least for one of you to make a move on the other.

Everyone arriving safely at the cabin except some bickering between the twin siblings.

The kids ansty to go see what the cabin had to offer. "Here go ahead." Mrs. Moynihan said as she handed them the keys and they rushed inside piling their bags in the corner of the living room.

After seeing what was behind each door all of you walked back to the living room and Mrs. Moynihan spoke up.

"2 per room, so choose wisely who your roommate for the week will be."

"I choose Casey." Ciara spoke up almost too quickly. "Sorry Pat you're a snorer and Y/N you stay up way too late, i need my beauty sleep." 

"Are you ok with this?" Patrick turned to face you.

"Yeah i'm good. I mean we are both adults sort of. Yeah we can handle it." You smiled at him and shot a glance at Ciara.

"So now that that's settled let's start dinner." Mrs. Moynihan said as she led you all to the kitchen.

~~~

All of you sat around the fireplace outside as you finished dinner. Roasting marshmallows and eating smores.

The adults then going inside and leaving you guys outside as you talked and stargazed.

"I think i'm gonna head inside im getting pretty tired." You said as you got up and said your goodnights.

"What Y/N going to sleep before any of us, that's a first." Ciara spoke up.

"Oh shut up." You said hitting her shoulder playfully. Pat jogging up to catch up to you as both of you headed to the farthest bedroom.

"What not wanting to get bombarded on your love life by your sisters?" You raised your eyebrows playfully at him.

"Like i have one." He laughed.

"Oh really hotshot pat doesn't have a love life, i highly doubt that." Both of you laughing about it and stepping in your bedroom.

After both of you changed you each stood on one side of the bed.

"So uhm i can take the floor." Patrick said as he grabbed the pillow.

"Pat I am not letting you sleep on the floor. Not like we haven't fallen asleep together on the couch before. It's fine." You said as both of you got under the covers turning your backs against each other.

~~~

A few days had passed and it seemed that every day that passed both you and Patrick got closer and closer each morning waking up in each other's arms, the first night being kind of awkward.

Waking up you didn't expect to have Patrick's arm around you, less likely as tightly as it was.

Not sure what to do if you should wake him up or not you laid there staring at the high ceiling until he finally stirred awake.

"Shit my bad." He said as he quickly removed his arm from around your waist and blushed, you missing his warmth as soon as he did so.

"Well why are you avoiding eye contact." Ciara said as both of you walked out of the room and walked separate ways.

Bringing you back to the present where everyone was eating breakfast getting ready to head out to the lake.

"Y/N hurry up cause Casey is still asleep." 

You quickly heading to change as Ciara basically pushed the cereal down your throat for you to hurry up.

You looking through all of your bags, the car, the living room, and lastly the bathroom and not finding your bathing suit.

"Oh no. Oh no this can't be happening." You said as you thought about if you packed it or not.

"What's up?" Moyni questioned as he saw your distressed look.

"My bathing suit. I think I forgot it at home." 

"Well why don't you ask Ciara. She always brings like five because according to her they all look different on her depending on the weather." Pat said as you shouted thank you and ran out of the bedroom. But not before taking in his figure as he sat on the edge of the bed with his swim trunks and sandals.

'Hey Ciara, I forgot my swimsuit. Can i borrow one please?" You said as she soon laid out all of the options out and you picked out the one that would make you feel less insecure.

"Isn't it a bit small." You said as you walked out and covered your chest.

"I think it's cute. And someone else seems to think so also." She said as Pat was already looking at you when you stepped out into the living room.

"Pat close your mouth, you'll catch flies." Ciara whispered to her brother.

Everyone out on the lake that day having fun until they were physically exhausted. Both you and Moyni every so often looking at each other and averting eye contact whenever Ciara or anyone else would look at you guys.

"You know the sexual tension earlier was just wow." Ciara told you as everyone headed to their rooms for bed.

"Oh shut up." 

"You know it's the truth."

~~~

As time to head home neared both of you pretended to be asleep and cuddled into eachothers arms more often.

The last morning at the cabin both of you woke up as you curled into Patrick's chest. "You know i can get used to this." He said.

"Well maybe we should do it more often." You said as you smiled at him. Maybe it was a good thing that Ciara had been planning this all along, since after that trip both of you finally actually did something about the mutual feelings.

[asterssunzephyr]

c!Shelby uses She/They/He pronouns here; contains ocs(theyre mobs>:) & I can explain why later)

The princess awoke to a loud crash at her front door and someone very loudly apologizing. Sighing, she got up and changed from her sleep clothes so she could find out who disturbed her sleeping; what time was it anyway? Looking at the clock on the wall, she figured it was almost time for her to get up anyway. With another sigh and fake smile plastered on her face, she descended down the stairs to the front of her castle.

"Good morning! Welcome to Glimmergrove, how may I help- Osiris! Are you okay?"

She hurried to the skeleton helper that laid on the ground with a frown, being a skeleton they could only really nod or use sign language. So, they resorted to a nod and looked at the person who was now stumbling over their words. Katherine stood up, helped Osiris up, and turned to the culprit of knocking her friend onto the floor.

"Is there something I may help you with, or do you have anything to say to my friend here?"

She didn't care to look at their face, or outfit for a matter of fact, until they spoke.

"Princess! Oh i'm so so sorry im still learning how to land with this broom and I wasn't paying attention and I didnt mean to knock your friend over, which by the way, sorry again-"

The local, er- only witch, Shelby stopped talking the second she made eye contact with the princess. He felt their face’s heat up while stumbling over her words even more than she was.

"Oh! Shelby, hi! What brings you to GlimmerGrove?"

Her attitude did a full 180° upon seeing the witch she has, quite well in her opinion, acquainted herself with. Much to the disappointment of her parents; but who was Katherine Elizabeth, Princess of GlimmerGrove, if not a rebel to her parents rule? Exactly, no one.

"Ah- well- Dawn, Princess Gem's kingdom im sure youve been there, is holding a ball! She formally invited me, actually, hand delivering the invite to the Evermoore! Can you believe it? The sun princess, hand delivering something to me! ME! I thought she would've hated me and the evermoore but guess not! haha."

"Oh! Yes yes the annual sun and moon ball I believe? I attended often when I was younger but have become quite the busy bee.. Especially with all the monster slaying I've done recently."

She trusted Shelby, and she knew the Great Witch wouldn't tell her parents about her side hobby.

"So, did you come to inform me about the ball approaching and hand deliver my invite as well?"

She smiled, at the way the shorter flushed immediately at the implications of Katherine not knowing or having not received the invite.

"No! Yes? Uh- wait-.. I came to formally ask for you to uh.. be my date. Princess Gem had told me that the only way I can attend is with a date.."

"A new rule it seems.. Very well! I shall accompany you to the ball as your date. I formally accept."

The little wink she added at the end of her sentence probably didn't help the high Shelby already was on, as her face flushed more and caused the princess to smile.

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It was the day of the ball and all Shelby could not stop thinking of how he looked, if Katherine was okay with going as her date, or if Katherine would even be fine being seen with her after the ball.. Gods, He hoped they were at least presentable.

Sausage had let her borrow one of his suits for the ball; A nice, forest green suit with a purple dress shirt and a plain black tie; They wondered why he never wore it, but then again suits tended to not be casual wear like dresses.

Shrugging the thought off, she summoned her broom and took off; In the direction of Glimmergrove.

Upon arriving, He immediately hopped off her broom and called into the rather bare castle — It was a beautiful castle! She had to admit that of course, but there wasn't much decoration and if he ever had the chance; Well, Great Witch Shelby would change that if Katherine let her.

Speaking of Katherine, the witch believes They’ve never seen anyone prettier; Her date- Best friend! His best friend was in a beautiful dress and honestly? Shelby believed she was facing a goddess rather than a princess.

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Hearing her name called honestly scared Katherine, having not expected Shelby to be so early. Early? What time was it? Turning to the grandfather clock on the wall of her bedroom, she realized Shelby was actually on time and she was the one late.

Anxiety flowed through her veins as she stood and stared at the mirror; Her dress was floor length without her heels, a pretty light pink dress with green and purple flowers(A personal touch after buying the bland dress, she figured it was the least she could do.)

Grabbing some makeup, she hovered the foundation pad over the burn on her neck; She was curling her hair with a gift from Joel when she returned the Stratosphere. Unfortunately, she burned her neck with it when Shelby called out and startled her; Before the makeup could even touch her neck she put it down and decided that she could just cover it with her hair.

Quickly grabbing her white heels and slipping them on, she descended the stairs and came face to face with the witch — Well, almost face to face. They were down the empty corridor from one another, and wow. The suit that Shelby was in really complimented the golden eyes of the short witch.

Katherine didn't believe anything was wrong with Shelby's height, a mere 4 inch difference between the two - and she believed it to be absolutely adorable -but the way the sunset glowed behind the witch made her look ethereal, almost unreal. She loved it so much.

Shaking her head, the princess plastered the smile she only had when seeing Shelby and quickly approached her.

"Good evening, Great Witch."

"Ah- Good Evening, Princess! You look beautiful.. I mean, you always look beautiful but- wow.."

A laugh, her own laugh she recognized it anywhere, following an even wider smile; Her freckles being much more noticeable with the blood rushing to her face from Shelby's compliment.

"I know what you mean, Shelby.. You look wonderful too. Much better than being covered in mud with your hair a mess."

A very teasing wink was added at the end of her sentence, watching the witch's face erupt into shades of red and a stuttering mess.

"I- you uh- we- We should get going! Yeah? So we can uh, make it before we're late?"

"Of course, after you?"

Watching the shorter nod and walking outside(presumably to summon her broom, which took a moment. We're all witches brooms so stubborn?). Soon after, the (4 inches.) taller woman followed behind and waited for an invite to be on the broom.

"Might wanna hold on tight, Princess. This ride can be a little rough with the winds and I don't want you to fall off."

A simple nod from Katherine, following the orders of her date and wrapping her arms around Shelby's waist.

"You don't mind this, right?"

Please, she could hear Shelby's heart racing with Katherine's hands around her waist.

"Yep! Just fine Princess! Now again, hold on tight."

At that, they took off and gods if it wasn't for Shelby's safety measures; Well, Katherine was sure she would've fallen off. On, what could be called instinct, the take off Katherine's grip around the shorter tightened and she laid her head on Shelby's shoulder; staring in front of them rather than looking down.

Now, Katherine wasn't afraid of heights(She refused to believe she was afraid of anything), but at such high speeds from the broom and the wind whistling in her ear? It was undeniable that she was scared, and if anything her grip on the witch was proof of such a statement.

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Coming to land in Dawn wasn't that bad, rather easily with all the roads leading to town square and the market, well. Typically it wasn't that bad, but with crowds of people in both places, Shelby opted on landing outside the kingdom gate. She figured it would be better anyway, easier to leave if Katherine wanted to do so early.

"Shall we?"

"We Shall."

Descending on foot into the busy kingdom actually proved to be a lot easier than when on a broom. They wondered if Gem was greeting people at the lighthouse, which now thinking about it, he probably should've used his broom to get over there.. but there was a bridge! so they can't complain too much.

"Great Witch Shelby, Princess Katherine! Wonderful to see the two of you here. Together?"

"Yes, actually! Shelby asked me to be her date after you invited her. It's wonderful to see you."

"Wonderful to see you as well Katherine. You go on in, I have to talk to Shelby about something."

Oh no. She knew what that meant, and It meant nothing good. Katherine leaving her alone with the rather intimidating sun princess (She heard how Gem was able to scare a god into giving her bees.) was not a very confident boosting situation.

Being pulled away from the entrance by the same princess who scared an 11'0 God was an experience to say the least.

"Uh- so- is this you saying you didn't mean to invite me and got me mixed up with someone else and that you hate me or?"

"Hate you? Why would I hate you? And I hand delivered that invite, who would I have confused the Great Witch Shelby with?"

Watching Gem shake her head with a smile on her face slightly got rid of Shelby's worry.

"Then uh.. what did you need to talk about?"

"Katherine is a great friend of mine, and I'm trusting you with her Shelby. Dont break her heart and we can stay allies."

"Yes Ma'am!"

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She couldn't hear what Gem and Shelby were talking about, and she couldn't see Shelby's face but something inside her sparked with jealousy as Gem smiled at her date, but Katherine knew Gem wouldn't do anything stupid enough to try and convince Shelby to ditch her (At least she hoped. She didn't wanna abandon the princess alliance over Shelby.), but all her fears dissipated when Shelby turned around and smiled at Katherine before heading over. Oh, okay. Well that's good, right?

The night was good, young, and she had Shelby as her date! Perfect, right? Almost perfect. Joey had come to her while Shelby was getting them honey-flavored drinks and soon opened his mouth; How he'll 'win her over' and 'be the pirate king that she needs' and all that drama.

Then Shelby came back, and she figured the only reason Joey shut up is because of how she smiled at the witch and got up to meet him halfway. Glancing back towards where she was sitting, She saw Sausage talking to him and saying something - Both the Eversea King and Sanctuary Guardian's face lighting up with blood. Whatever Sausage said formed a positive reaction from Joey since they were not immediately locked in battle.

"Think Sausage can calm Joey down better than anyone else."

"Seems so, huh?"

"With the Pirate distracted, may I have this dance m'lady?"

"Of course you may."

Hand in hand, Shelby led her to the dance floor - spinning her as soon as their feet hit the border; and that's how the night went, the two of them dancing together and taking everything the party had to offer. Genuinely, Katherine enjoyed the night she had.

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"Hey, Shelby? Can we detour? I don't really want to go home right now. I'm enjoying the night too much."

"Of course, where do you wanna go Princess?"

"As long as I'm with you, I don't care."

Slowing down as they came to a clearing right outside the evermoore; Sometimes she uses it to get the wood he needs for building, or the shroomlights from the nether woods. They had cleared out her work stuff and left it as is, a clearing. He figured she should've done something to decorate it; It was pretty, just looked almost as bland as Katherine's castle. Save for the fireflies perhaps, maybe they added decor with their glow.

"This place is beautiful, Shelby."

"Really? I think it's kinda bland but-"

"I promise, it's the perfect place to spend the rest of our night."

She didn't say much more, staring at the monster slayer/princess. Shelby wasn't too good at taking care of herself, so she figured Katherine especially wasn't with her dual identity as a princess and a monster slayer. She wondered what classifies a Witch as a Monster in Katherine's book — He also didn't want to find that out so keeping their mouth shut seemed the route to go here.

"Think you can dance without music, Princess?"

"I'm sure I can, Witch."

The smile that found its way onto Shelby's lip wasn't far from admiration, or love if one wanted to go that far and Shelby certainly didn't. The memory of what Katherine said a few months ago at the festival, right before the hermits had shown up, still acted as a fresh wound to her heart. Nonetheless, it didn't matter to him. Katherine had bigger problems than Shelby's heartache when hearing how the latter speaks about her; She had a curse to deal with! Which, yes, Shelby was working on and managed to get good progress on with the help of Tango. Honestly? She missed the blue haired boy who declared himself her apprentice. If anything, she missed the hermits' home more than her own; yet the hermits left a piece of them for the empires, The HermitTopia(Or, Hermit-agedon as he's heard Scar call it before.)

Turning her attention back to the princess, Shelby took her hand and pulled her closer; Sure, they had a height difference but who cares? Not they, not in this moment, not with the prettiest woman Shelby's ever met. Resting his hand on Katherine's waist, she took her other hand and gently held Katherine's; The two now in a proper dancing stance.

They moved in sync, Katherine following every move Shelby made while she made decisions on the spot. It wasn't hard to tell that they both have learned ballroom dancing; The Witch's Academy required it, and Katherine's parents likely did too. It didn't stop them however, their movements were far too graceful to be anything but perfect and surely if they had a crowd around them, people would be too stunned to speak.

Shelby was sure that Katherine was a goddess in disguise(she actually had the same idea about Princess Gemini!) and was sure he was just some pawn in the game of gods. They wouldn't care, as long as she was Katherine’s favorite pawn. Honestly, being anyone's favorite won over being the academy's least favorite.

Their dance soon came to an end, and they stood still for a moment; staring in each other's eyes before hesitantly backing away.

“Would you like to stay the night in the evermoore? I have a really cool place I just built that we can watch the stars on and then we can go inside to sleep.”

“Would it be alright with you if we went straight to sleep instead? After all the dancing, my feet are aching due to these heels.”

“You could've told me! I could have taken your heels for you!”

“It's fine! Really.”

With a sigh, Shelby simply nodded.

“Of course we can go to bed, mi vida.”

“Spanish? Has Sausage been teaching you?”

“Yeah.”

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The two made their way into Shelby’s room, and honestly Katherine forgot that Osiris and Mylo spoke often enough for Mylo to have clothes that fit her for the night. Katherine wondered if Mylo had an extra set of clothes for the other empires too or if she was an exception. She kinda wished she was an exception but knew she likely wasn't. Especially considering she wasn't the only one to have spent the night with Shelby; Sausage has frequent sleepovers in the evermoore(or.. wherever he wants. Free souls like his makes her envious.)

After changing into the clothes Mylo had given her, she sat on Shelby’s bed and smiled at the witch coming from the attic. She's never been up there, but she knew that's where Shelby kept her storage.

“Ready to sleep mi vida?”

Katherine couldn't even begin to explain what Shelby speaking Spanish did to her(spoiler: it's gay panic.)

“Yeah! Where do you-?”

“My bed is big enough for both of us, and Mylo if he wanted. He doesn't sleep- at least not near me? I think its cause he's from the nether-”

She knew she was red, sharing the same bed with someone she undoubtedly had a crush on? Plus! She was a cuddler! Ugh, how was she supposed to live in this world? Exactly, She couldn't! Well- No, she had to stay for Shelby. She realized a few weeks before the dance that she was romantically attracted to the witch, yet figured Shelby no longer felt that way due to how the festival went.. She had to thank Pearl and Impulse for knocking her into place with her feelings(How could someone that you've only known for two weeks be able to read your feelings better than you?).

“Kath, you okay? You're burning up.”

It wasn't until that statement, that Katherine realized two things:

Shelby’s hand was on her forehead

How close they were.

“Yeah! Yep! I’m good!. That sounds so unconvincing. I'm sorry..”

“No! No it's fine, really! Haha. I was really close there sorry-”

“We’ve been a lot closer tonight than just that, Shelby.”

“Yeah..”

They sat in silence for a second, Katherine feeling the bed dip next to her — Likely to indicate Shelby had sat down.

“..Can we talk? You don't have to, I can do the speaking..”

“Go on?”

“So.. uh… Remember what I said at the festival?...”

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Oh. That's what this was about. Of course he remembered, her heart shattered that day — Of course, They werent gonna go tell Katherine that; She knew how Katherine felt, and she was fine being friends because he has no reason to ask for anything more.

“Oh uh.. Yeah.. I do.”

“I.. I want to apologize for what I said.”

“What? Why? I'm not entitled to anything and if that stupid pirate-”

“Shelby.. Joey hasn't said anything. Remember when the hermits were here? For the month following the festival?.. Gods I should've said something sooner but-”

“Oh, yeah. Scott and Joel left days before us and the rest of us had to panic and nearly get trapped.”

“Shelby thats not the point- The point is, Pearl and Impulse made me realize that I’m really really fucking gay.”

“Oh- Wait did you just cuss?!”

“That's what you're worried about??? Shelby I'm literally in love with you and you're worried about me cussing???”

“YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH ME?!”

“I had a similar reaction when I realized, Now can I please kiss you?”

“Yes. Please kiss me.”

It was awkward, of course. After all, this is their first kiss and they weren't sure how to be good at it. Well, it was Shelby’s second kiss, but first with Katherine. Win-win in her book! Especially since they can now make Joey fully come to the understanding that Katherine isn't romantically interested in him. Triple win for the Great witch.

Kissing Katherine felt like everything Shelby’s ever wanted and more. Like heaven on earth, with how gentle they both were and how chaste the kisses were. He wanted more, they enjoyed kissing Katherine. It was perfect, she was perfect, this moment was perfect.

Until they heard a grunt and mumble, which caused both of them to pull from the kiss and Shelby took in how red Katherine was; He probably was no better.

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This, by itself, is a wip. Im continuing to work and it and who knows maybe tumblr gets to see the full version before ao3.

Anyway, Im Zephyr & I like to write the gays:D. Thinking the next post is gonna bc about the mobs or my headcanons for the esmp s1 & 2 members.

Eh, We can see what come first

[gloomyhearts]

That's life || Steve Harrington

Chapter ten

October 30, 1984

Y/N POV

Almost a year after Will went missing. The boy did recovery very well at least it looks like he did but this afternoon in the arcade changed my mind.

I started to work at the arcade three months after Will was back. My brother was happy but for him because I could give him coins to play.

So today after school Dustin and his friends wanted to meet at the arcade and Dustin wouldn't be him if he would have to search for some coins. He searched through the whole house including the shed.

"Dusti you're alright?"

"I totally am."

"Do I have to take you to the arcade?" He just nodded as he lifted the pillow from the sofa.

"Dustin Henderson what are you doing? you're scaring Mews" he walked over to the cat and excused himself.

"Dustin I can borrow you some" he turned to face me

"and you're saying this now after half an hour of my search?"

"You could have asked me but you didn't and it looked funny" I laughed and my mom too.

"Mo-om" he threw his arms in the air sighing.

"Dustin don't screw your pants." My mom's a real savage.

"Ready?" He nodded and walked out the door.

We drove to the arcade and I parked the car, "are you staying the whole time?" He nodded and I rolled my eyes, "you're stupid. Call me when something is wrong" he nodded and walked away from me.

Two hours into shift Nancy stormed into the arcade earning glances of the nerdy gamers.

"Nanc what's wrong?"

"There is this Halloween party and I want you to come" she was enthusiastic

"there's no way I'm going"

"please Billy's there too" Billy is the new boy at our school he almost hit me over with his car as I was walking to the entry and then he tried to flirt with me. Nancy thinks I have a little crush on him.

"Y/N please this will be fun. Steve could take you there" yeah Nancy and him are still together and it's still driving me crazy I don't want to be near the couple if I could

"but I promised Jonathan were going with our brothers on trick or treat."

"Jonathan is coming too"

"that's not typical for him. You sure?" Nancy only nodded.

"Y/N" I heard Dustin shout through the arcade. He came running towards me.

"Will is.. He is standing outside and we think he has an episode again."

"fuck" I came forth the counter and walked over to Will.

"call miss Byers" Dustin nodded and walked into the back.

"Will. Hey it's me Y/N I'm here. Everything is alright. You're not going to the other world again" I touched him slightly and he came back from wherever he was.

"Will you're good? Joyce is coming" he didn't say anything and just hugged me. I caresseshis back and whispe, "I'm here Will, it's okay." I noticed that he was shaking and lightly crying.

Five minutes later Joyce arrived at the arcade and thanked me for looking after Will.

"I'm so thankful you were here. Will really likes you. Thank you so much" she hugged me and went to their car.

"Y/N" Dustin walked over to me again.

"Do you know who's mad max?"

"I heard the new kid Billy called a red haired girl Maxime. Maybe her I don't know. I'm sorry Dusti"

"it's alright."

"Oh and Dustin. Only an hour to go buddy" he nodded and joined his friends again.

"I feel so bad for Will. He was such a lovely boy and now he's just scared" I forgot that Nancy was still here.

"Yeah I'm so sorry for the boy and his family" we stood there in silence.

"So you're coming?"

"I have no choice or?" She shook her head.

"Great. Call me when Steve arrives at yours" she nodded and left.

Ok so eventually I like Halloween but not with dozens of teenagers around me and alcohol. I always enjoyed to do trick or treat with my brother and his friends.

"The time is up Dusti time to go. The arcade is closing."

"Noooo I didn't revenge on mad max." He cried out as I drag him out to the car.

"That's so unfair."

"What? You can stay even a few minutes more than the others you should be grateful"

"I'm not because of mad max"

"you're such a stupid boy. Please shut up"

During the drive home we didn't talked that much and when we arrived Dustin ran into the house.

As i passed the bins I heard some hustle but I ignored it.

"Hey darling. How was work?"

"Great as everyday." She smiled and I sat down at the table to start dinner.

"Are you ready for Halloween Dustin?" He stopped eating and smiled as wide as he could.

"And you Y/N?"

"That's it. Nanc asked me to come to the Halloween party" Dustin and my mom widened their eyes.

"You're not coming with us?"

"No but Jon is, you're going to be alright" my mom calmed down after she heard they wouldn't be alone.

"I'm finished can I go upstairs?"

"Yeah honey. Good night" I gave her a quick cheek kiss and left.

When I arrived in my room Steve sat on my bed.

"Who allowed you to come in?"

"You?" He pointed to my window which wasn't closed at all.

"Idiot"

"Love you too dumbass" I sat down next to him and he lays his arm around me.

"How was work?"

"It was boring. I can't believe I took that offer"

"it's okay Y/N only a year and then you're almost off to college" I lay down on my bed and he was now laying next to me

"is this cheating?" I turn in his arms to face him.

"You and me laying here and talking?" I nodded, "when you think that this is cheating then you've got your answer."

"No I don't think so but everyone is interpreting different"

"so what would Nancy interpret as cheating? I mean she laid in the same bed with Jon a whole night and they talked. We are just laying here and talking I'm leaving soon if you want me to go"

"no stay, please. So you're going to the party as well?"

"You're coming?" I nodded, "that's great finally you're interacting with people in your age."

"Shut up" I slapped his chest, "you have to take me with you"

"in my car?" He laughed.

"Yeah Nancy said so"

"so she's now deciding over both our lives?"

"Looks like. Steve I'm so tired"

"do you want me to leave?" I couldn't even answer because I felt asleep on his chest.

Steve's pov

I was laying in her bed waiting for her to come upstairs after having dinner.

Today she worked the longer shift and hasn't really got a break. I'm feeling sorry for her because she's working her ass off and they are paying her like shit. Hopefully she's happy to see me.

"Hey there" I said as she entered the room still in her working clothes.

"Who allowed you to come in?"

"You?" I just pointed towards the window which she didn't closed at all.

"Idiot" she teased me.

"Love you too dumbass" she sat down next to me and I laid my arm around me.

"How was work?"

"It was boring. I can't believe I took that offer"

It was kinda hart to her y/ec full of tiredness, without the sparkle, "it's okay Y/N only a year and then you're almost off to college" She lays down on her bed and I was doing it like her.

"is this cheating?" She looked me in the eyes.

"You and me laying here and talking?" She nodded.

Why would she think over that

"When you think that this is cheating then you've got your answer."

"No I don't think so but everyone is interpreting different"

"so what would Nancy interpret as cheating? I mean she laid in the same bed with Jon a whole night and they talked. We are just laying here and talking I'm leaving soon if you want me to go"

"no stay, please. So you're going to the party as well?"

"You're coming?" She nodded

"that's great finally you're interacting with people in your age," I chuckled and her eyes lit up.

"Shut up" she hit my chest, "you have to take me with you"

"in my car?" I just laughed.

"Yeah Nancy said so"

"so she's now deciding over both our lives?"

"Looks like. Steve im tired"

"do you want me to leave?" She hadn't answered because she felt asleep on my chest.

I totally missed her. I have her back, finally. I won't loose her again I couldn't handle it. I think I love her.

October 31, 1984

Y/N POV

The next morning Steve wasn't there. Steve and I become closer again but I still feel the same towards him and I don't know if he knows. I'm scared that Nancy would assume that Steve would cheat on her with me because he isn't! We are friends!

Today was the day. The party. I hate to interact with others I don't know. I hate being around too much people.

"Dusti could you help me please" Maybe he has an idea what to wear.

"What's wrong?"

"Can you help me? I don't know what to wear," he rolled his eyes and opened my closet.

"Go as Sandy Olsson."

"From Grease? I'm too ugly Dustin"

"okay you're the totally opposite of ugly Y/N!"

"you're only saying this because I'm your sister."

"AAah" He sighed. "maybe a bit but only a quarter."

"Oh thanks Dusti but I don't have any clothes she has worn"

"of course," he went inside to have a better view. He threw a black leather pant into my face followed by a black crop top and a pink jacket.

"And you're taking moms black high heels."

"I'm not wearing heels!"

"of course you will. Please that would suit the outfit so good."

"fine," I sighed and walked to mom asking for her heels which she gave me. "Okay and now?"

"A bit make up," he opened the drawer and picked some utensils. "Great you can do this by yourself," i dragged him towards the door, "thank you Dustin. Love you."

"too," he left the room and I applied the make up.

Nancy called around eight o'clock telling me they would be here around twenty minutes later. I waited outside for the couple and hopped in as soon as they arrived.

Dustin left two hours before so Jonathan could join them for an hour and a half.

"And what do you show?" Nancy turned in her seat to look at me.

"Wait let me guess. A pink jacket. And the black clothes. Mm." She thought.

"She's Sandy Olsson Nancy."

"Steve I wanted to guess," she clapped her hand on his chest, in the raw view I saw him rolling his eyes

"I'm sorry," I smiled lightly.

We arrived to many already wasted teenagers, almost everybody held a red cup in his hand, swaying to the music.

"I'm getting drinks for ya Y/N," I nodded and she walked away.

"You're looking stunning Y/N," I felt heat in my cheeks.

"Mm thanks. You're not that bad yourself," Nancy came back with red cups.

"I'm not drinking Nanc I'm sorry" I put the cup on the counter next to me.

"Oh please only today. It's party time" she threw her hands in the air.

"Mm no thanks Nancy." We stepped on to the dance floor in the living room where everyone were when Billy and his friends including Tommy and Carol arrived.

"They are assholes," Steve muttered under his breath and focused on Nancy again who was drinking her fourth cup.

"Nancy I think that's enough" Steve tried to take the cup away but it spilled over her white blouse.

"Nanc.. I didn't want to. Nancy I'm sorry" she ran upstairs to the bathroom and he followed her leaving me alone in the fully living room.

"Y/N," I felt a tap on my shoulder and as I turned to face the person behind the voice I realized it was Jonathan.

"Jon you're not dressed," he turned a little bit around to show a bunnytail.

"Nice. I like it."

"Where are Steve and Nancy?"

"In the bathroom"

"couldn't they wait until home?"

"No ihhhr.. they're not doing it. Steve spilled Nancy's drink over her shirt"

"that's bad. How is the party"

"as an anti party person I hate it," we laughed when Nancy ran past us.

Jonathan began to walk after her and I wanted to do the same but someone grabbed my arm.

"Y/N can we talk?" I nodded and he lead me to the backdoor.

"What happened?"

"Nancy said that our relationship would be bullshit. That she doesn't love me. That it all is bullshit." A tear rolled over his cheek and I wiped it away.

"I'm so sorry Steve." I looked at him and saw his red eyes. As I saw him like that my heart began to hurt and a tear left my eye too. A strand of hair fall in his face and I pulled it behind his ear. A few moments later I hugged him and we stood like this a few minutes.

"You know Steve when someone is drunk they are saying the truth. Always. I'm not saying this because of you know. I'm saying it as your best friend I just want the best for you," I hugged him again and we drove to my house.

"You want to come in?" He nodded and locked his car.

"Thank you Henderson."

"You're welcome Harrington."

[7ven-devils]

A really long overanlysis of minecraft servers.

This will be my only warning, this shit is really long.

I promised this to @ivi-prism 2 weeks ago (hi, i am Svetla) but university said no and then i feel my notes were incomplete so i have to do more research.

So let's talk about anarchism and capitalism. As a future political scientist, really bugs me how the fandom and some content creators (im looking at you techno) misinterpret both theories.

Yeah this will be a overanalysis about the political, social and economic system of two minecraft servers. Why? Cause i like analysis things like this and finally i can solved what is the system of hermitcraft and thats make me happy.

Things to consider:

First im not native english speaker and im lazy so im not often write or talk in english so my typos can make Doc really proud.

Second i don't watch Dsmp i only know things about the server by the animatics, the constant information wich pop up here on tumblr, the crossover fanfics and the tiny vods that youtube insist play when i have activate automatic reproduction.

Third i tried to simplified this much as i can because this analysis i maded talking with my friends (also political scientists) and a former professor, so it got quite technical while i was writing it.

And finally don't take this seriously, I'm not trying to insult anyone, I only started this because the hermitfandom started saying that hermitcraft was capitalist and then everyone started comparing the Dsmp with hermitcraft saying anarchism vs capitalism, that's why the dsmp entered into this analysis.

Guys, seriously chaos isn't anarchism and "sucefully economic" isn't capitalism, even paid with "money" (diamonds in this case) isnt necessary capitalism.

First, mini glossary:

I understand a server like a Society/State (country) with Mr Weber definition. In really vague words a State is anyone that has a territory and has legal control of violence (the laws, no the abuse of authority).

I understand the private property as the hermits bases and/or shops (i suppose only base in dsmp? Idk)

I understand the mass production as the farms and resources.

Capitalism is a economic, politic and social theory, wich it considers private property essential and tends to monopolize the resources 'cause this it also considered private property.

Anarchy means "without government" it has its origin in the Ancient Greece. And Anarchism theory is just a society free from any political authority, but respecting the liberties of the others.

A Failed State is which one lose control of the legal violence, and can't provide the peace, essential human rights and the basics for a normal lifestyle to its people.

I think thats all the bored shit (i hope so). Now the interesting shit.

Why hermitcraft isnt capitalist?

Short answer, their idea of private property is not the same as capitalism has.

Long answer, even if they have their own stuff, they had a really strong sense of community and dont really care if someone take things from them.

We can see this in the beginning of season when Iskall take some mini blocks from Etho and he didn't really care (yeah, iskall "paid" him, but later i will explain this) or the multiple times Grian "borrow" things from Iskall and Mumbo in season 6 or Scar in season 7, the team ZIT constantly take things from each other and i can go on and on with examples, but the point here is this couldn't happen if they had a capitalist society because this would break the "private" part of private property and mass production.

Basically their friendship made so strong their sense of community that they are basically inmune to capitalism, Uncle Marx would be proud of them (not really, but would be funny). So they are communist? Nope, communist don't believe in private property and the hermits does.

But you just said-? I said they dont has the SAME idea of private property as capitalism does. They still have their bases, farms and shops, but for them their private property isnt sacred like in a capitalism system would be.

They're respect each other things because they appreciated the effort and values the time the person puts on their buildings and not only because doesn't belongs to them (and obviously cause theyre frends, but shush, this is a overanalysis, the obvious things doesn't have place here) i mean even for the shenanigans they are really polite and try to cause the least damage possible not because is not of them but because they valued the person.

Basically the famous honor code of hermitcraft.

What about the economic system and the shopping district?

Lets talk about the elephant in the room.

If Hermitcraft isnt a capitalist system, why they have a economic system based in diamonds?

Well, despite the exchange based in money for resources or services is a principal characteristic of capitalism, it isnt exclusive of that theory.

The money is a social consensus, cause barter has becomes obsolete and gold isnt cheap or infinite to use as payment. And basically, this is why we use money on this days (if you want to know the history of money ask to your trusted historian or Wikipedia).

What does this remind us? Yep, diamonds and iou's are a consensus too. When the 1.16 came out some hermits tried to change to netherite as payment and didn't suit, so they ignored it and continued with their current payment system.

And as much as Mr Smith likes to say that this is how the free market (and his stupid invisible hand) works, capitalism needs the monopoly of resources and people who works to pay for those resources.

But in Hermitcraft nobody really controlled the resources, anyone can go and collect their materials or made a farm. They just decided don't do it and go and buy it, because they save the time to go and collect for themselves, in other words they paid for the time.

Various hermits say they saved so much time go and buy the materials instead to collect themself or trade with the villagers (cause theyre the worst and all of us know it) thats why the barge and lookie lookie at my bookie are so profitable.

The shopping district it wasn't a thing before season 4, i dont really sure how it worked before, because i started watch in season six and sadly i have a boring adult life to saw the old seasons, but i assume it works in the same way that the trades the hermits does between them to accord a discount or a collab, and speak directly with the interested hermit or directly take it and pays what's considered it was fair, like iskall did with etho.

Like i said all what's happen in hermitcraft is a consensus, even the shopping district.

So yeah, that isnt a thing that would happen in a capitalism system, probably you would be dead, because "how are you dare to entered to my property", or in the jail, "because thats not yours".

So, what is hermitcraft?

For the surprise from much of you, Hermitcraft has an anarchist system.

What?! But their server is so peaceful, they don't steal from each other, they doesn't griefing, hows that possible?!

Well, the anarchism isn't really a violent political theory, at least in its beginning, actually anarchism is one of the most peaceful theories i studied, thats why i dont really thing it will worked in our society, but work in a server of 24 friends. Its too idealist.

I don't really study all of the thoughts corrents of anarchism because they are a lot. But the one we are interested is one of original thought corrent, The Mutualism, this in contrast with their cousin Communism doesn't believes the private property was something bad and considered like one of the rights from the individual, but different as capitalism because like i said before it wasn't sacred and communal things will exist to help others to start or recover.

Proudhon, one of it intellectuals, considered not paid for the work of the other it was a form to violate their liberties and feel horrofied with Marx when he said we have to abolish the private property.

The mutualists believes that each person should possess a means of production, either individually or collectively, and the products obtained would be trade in the market for the amount equivalent of their work.

This sound familiar, isnt it? Hermitcraft works in this way.

The thing with anarchism is they don't believes in a government over the people. And the hermits doesn't have one, yeah there's Scar being the mayor, but he isnt have a power over the rest and only is in charge of the "cowmercial district" even aquatown isn't part of his jurisdiction, his function is more of organization, like when we put a friend in charge to organizing part of a roadtrip.

It's the same with Xisuma figure, we all put him in a position of the admin of hermitcraft, but the truth is he isnt the only one with admin commands (but apparently some or all of them losed their admin status, at least in one of the last tango's streams, he hasnt it anymore) and various hermits said that he is more like an ambassador of them in the legal things of the server.

The hermits take all of they decisions in group and in the majority of things all of them needs to be agreed with the decision or they simple doesn't do it. And this is a characteristic of the mutualism because for them anyone are over the other.

And if you aren't already bored at this point and you put attention to what i wrote of the concept of private property in the mutualism, you would see it is practically the way hermitcraft works. They make their bases and farms, recolect resources and sell what they don't will use, buy mostly to save time and paid for the price what they considered fair. Yeah i know sometimes they do some farm specifically for one shop, but this is more "yeah, this is my thing" (Tango and Iron; Ren and wood) or a division of activities "if you do that, i do this".

The perfect utopia.

What about the Dsmp?

If you do it to here, congratulations.

So what about the Dsmp, i entered here because i want to read of them and the only thing i read was about hermitcraft.

Well, the Dsmp only entered in the equation because much of you said they were an anarchist server, but i see it more like a "failed state" and when i was talked with an exprofessor he agreed with me.

I know the term of failed state is controversial and is almost obsolete, but is the best way to describe the server and stop said it is anarchist.

So why failed state and not an anarchist state? Because they have a government (or apparently multiples) a failed one, but is there, if it were an anarchist server wouldn't have one.

Usually the failed states are known for being violent and volatile places in which ones their governments can't provides the basics to their people to live, normally are places with ethnics conflicts, civil wars, authoritarian governments or states in wars. The most common examples are Haití, Somalia or Syria.

And i am sure you can see the similarities with the Dsmp, so yeah, theyre chaotic but not anarchist.

The wars ruined the stability from the server, have a multiple sides and a megalomaniac for admin, but the goverment still there and they are fighting for the power wich wouldn't happen if the server were anarchist because anarchism don't believe the power should be possess for someone.

The server simply is failed state wich struggles under a violent fight for power.

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If you read this far, you're a hero and had my gratitude for read my useless thoughts. Maybe some day i do it other overanalysis of this servers. I hope you enjoyed and dont confused so much.

Thanks for read.

And if there are some angry economist with me for "misrepresent" the capitalist i am completely open to a debate, my only condition is it would be in chilean spanish ;)