#im too much of a coward to actually. ask that question 2 Those Who Are Implicated In My Vulnerability but. god i feel like its selfish!!!!!!

[pepprs]

Being vulnerable is rarely easy because it gives someone else more potential to hurt you. but it is a step towards closeness as it builds trust and openness. You must want to be closer to this person! There’s nothing wrong with that, in fact it is so brave and honorable! you are trying to be known. I hope it works out and you feel more inner peace about it💗

anon reading me for filth moodboard i literally was abt to make a second post abt this exact thing and Here U Are 😔😔😔 RHIS IS RLY SWEET THOUGH THANK U

[lovclyboncs]

Everything I Wanted 2/2 (F!Reader x Todoroki)

soulmate Au! Where your soulmate tattoo appears on your wrist after you touch your soulmate for the first time.

F!reader x Todoroki

F!Reader x Bakugou (brotp)

Plot: the reader is Todoroki’s soulmate. Todoroki rejected reader because he thought he was in love with Momo and didn’t want to let fate dictate his life. Now the two of them have a conversation that was long over due.

Part one

Before getting on with the story I want to give a huge thanks to everyone who reblogged and liked part one, it means the world to me that there is people out there who enjoyed my writing, and a big thank you to @dillybuggg and to @power-house-fan12 for encouraging me to write another part sending so much love to you guys!!! 💗💗💗

“Someday?”

“Someday.”

"Todoroki-san, I met my soulmate."

"oh."

" I think we should come clean to our classmates, i really want to see where this goes"

Todoroki couldn’t blame her. They were foolish to think their puppy love could stand strong against fate.

Todoroki and Momo had been walking on eggshells around each other during their first year at UA. They were attracted to each other even though they weren’t each other’s destined partner. Trust them they checked, they had been so hopeful only for it to crumble when their left wrists were still void of black Ink even after they had their first kiss.

They had been laying low with their blossoming relationship until the fateful day Shoto and (y/n) first touched.

Shoto didn’t know what to think of (l/n). She didn’t stand out as a person or a hero in training, so when they were paired up on a project there seemed to be a never ending silence between them, with his lack of social skills and her lack of- well everything they didn’t even know where to begin. After a couple of awkward questions about what they wanted to do, they were able to get started, and he thought then that (l/n) wasn’t so bad, but when he dropped his pencil and they both reached for it, that’s when it all went south. He remembers the stinging feeling he felt on his wrist and couldn’t help flinching at the uncomfortable sensation.

He didn’t need to look at his wrists to know what had happened and he didn’t need to think twice before grabbing his things and giving a quiet excuse for his sudden need to be very far away from (l/n).

It wasn’t until he was locked away safely in his room that he dared look at his wrist, and there it was in bold black ink, in a surprisingly illegible yet legible font, how does someone achieve that? ‘(Y/n) (l/n)’.

He’s not quite sure how long he stared at it, but he knows that by the time he was able to organize his thoughts there were birds chirping out side welcoming the new day.

He had rejected her.

She had been okay with it.

He didn’t tell Momo who his soulmate was, but he did tell her that he didn’t want to continue hiding their relationship. What was stopping them from sharing their happiness with the rest of the class? Momo believed they would be looked down on for not waiting on their soulmates. It wasn’t common for people to date anyone who wasn’t their soulmate, it was even more uncommon to reject a soulmate, but look at him, he did it and he was perfectly fine- they were perfectly fine.

Momo was the one who came up with the idea to draw on their soulmate tattoos, unaware of the fact that there already was a name on Todoroki’s wrist, unaware of the pain she was causing to that other half.

Coming clean to their classmates had gone surprisingly well, and Todoroki wasn’t sure how he felt about that, about that fact that (y/n) didn’t yell or question him on the why.

Why had he lied?

Why had he covered her up like she was something not worth looking at?

Why did he rub his relationship in her face?

Why not give them a chance if he was gonna chase something temporary?

Instead she had looked him in the eyes and gifted him a soft smile.

After everyone had scattered around the common area after their announcement, Todoroki decided to sit outside and take a breather.

He couldn’t help but sigh.

Thinking back to the day he and (y/n) first touched, he wished he hadn’t been such a coward.

He wished he had given her a chance to speak, because looking back now he realized that he did all the talking, he called all the shots not giving her a say in the matter.

She followed his wishes and yet he can’t help but want to be selfish and take it all back.

He had been wrong to think she had been lacking anything because she was everything. She was perfect to him, for him.

He couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped him.

Fate had told him she was his, a gift from the universe to cherish and like a spoiled brat he threw it away, ruined it. ‘Seems to run in the family’, he thought bitterly.

(Y/n) (L/n) was everything he wanted and he didn’t deserve her.

The worst part was that the person who helped him realize that was the hotheaded blonde of 1-A (now 2-A).

He was the one who brought out the best in (y/n) or maybe the only one who had bothered to listen, who had bothered to truly see her.

Todoroki couldn’t help but resent him for it yet he was grateful, because without Bakugou pushing her to open up, he would have never realized that he had shut the door on something beautiful without opening it.

“Why are you out here? Curfew is in 20 minutes” he heard her soft voice.

He didn’t reply and he felt her sit beside him on the stairs.

And there was silence.

What could he possibly say now?

Im sorry? That seemed too shallow

“It’s okay you know?” She began.

He finally listened.

“I’ll be honest, it had hurt- you had hurt me when you shut me out without giving me a chance to prove myself worthy of being on your wrist. I questioned if it had been something I did, something I didn’t do, or if it had been my appearance that had caused you to utter those words. Bakugou told me that it shouldn’t be something I beat myself over, that if it had been me that you would have told me, but you didn’t. You just told me that your heart belonged to another”

She stopped and finally looked at him, and he at her.

“ Im sorry things between you two didn’t work out how you wanted them to-” she had began, but he didn’t let her finish.

“Don’t. It’s not your fault, it’s mine. I thought I knew what I wanted and if I’m being honest I think I just wanted to be able to choose at least one thing for myself.” He said without thinking, it was time he stopped hiding from the truth, the selfish truth he hid under his not so pure love for Momo.

“Ever since I was born I have been nothing but a tool for my father. The just right child with the just right quirk. I wasn’t allowed to spend time with my siblings, I wasn’t allowed to play, I wasn’t allowed to make my own decision. It was always my father, and then I found out I wasn’t able to choose who I wanted to be with because apparently fate did that, so I would question what it is that I got to decide for myself

because if fate and my father made the decisions then what was I left with? What part of my life was actually mines for the taking?” He looked at the ground unable to continue meeting her eyes.

“So even if it’s not enough I do apologize, (y/n), for thinking so selfishly that I didn’t take into consideration the fact that you didn’t choose me either and that I didn’t try to make it easier for the both of us” he said clenching his fist to keep some sort of anchor on his mess of emotions.

Todoroki felt a small hand (or at least smaller that his own) lay on top of his own.

“Maybe we’ve both been going about this the wrong way? So what if we have each other’s name on our wrist? that doesn’t mean we should get married next week” (y/n) said in an attempt to lighten his load, to let him know that he didn’t need to beat himself over it just like she didn’t need to.

“ let’s just start as friends and see how things go and then maybe someday who knows” she shrugged her shoulders casually and flashed him a smile.

Todoroki looked at her and she at him.

He relaxed his hand that was underneath her and let himself hold her hand.

“Someday?” He asked

“Someday” she grinned.

(Y/n) cleared her throat and held her hand out for a handshake making him raise an eyebrow

“Hi my name is (y/n) (l/n) let’s be friends”

“I’m Shoto Todoroki, and I would like that very much”

“ I’m Aizawa, the teacher and you two need to get to bed”

“Yes sir!”

[momoliee]

Hi....if you don't mind me asking, can I ask, who are your top 5 favorite TGCF characters? And why do you like them? Sorry if you've answered this question before....

Hi it’s totally fine!

[1. Mu Qing 2. Xie Lian 3. Pei Ming 4. Shi Qingxuan 5. He Xuan] [Honorary mentions : Hua Cheng and Quan Yizhen]

1. Mu Qing : born on the lower class side of an elitist, classist country, mu Qing had to work from a very young age to prove for his poor, sick mother. He’s had to endure the constant flaunting and bullying of the rich, endure being looked down upon and treated as dirt even tho those people weren’t much better than him in terms of cultivation or sword ability. Then he meets the crown prince and his body guard, and despite this guy being a filthy rich royalty, he still extends a kind hand, still treats him as an equal. It’s why for the first time, Mu Qing actually feels less, he feels inferior in terms of personality and wealth and capability and just, in terms of everything. Mu Qing then has to battle to incompatible emotions within him : jealousy and admiration. But mu Qing knows what’s right and what’s not, so he shoves the jealousy deep deep down cause Xie lian is his FRIEND, Xie lian is the guy who helped him. Yes they fall out, and it’s all mu qing’s fault for acting so cowardly, but not a day passes that he doesn’t spend it feeling guilty and horrible and hating his own existence for what he’s done. And when they meet again, he can’t confront him, can’t face him with what he’s done. So he acts like a little dick and picks on him. Helping him without telling anyone. You know, just being a tsundere. Their reconciliation is my favorite part, mu Qing admitting to all his thoughts and faults, and with all the vulnerability that he never allowed himself to ever expose, he reaches out a hand and asks to be his friend. Deep down hes a good guy, it’s just that he happens to be a prideful coward and an ass on the surface tho. (I can write a whole meta analysis on him but there are still 4 more characters so imma stop here)

2. Xie lian : I initially thought he was gonna be like, the stereotypical extremely nice and kind character who always smiles in the face or hardship and never complains. Basically the vanilla character that ive stopped liking a long long time ago. But he surprised me. Xie lian is an extremely three dimensional character who isn’t always kind or nice. Xie lian cries, complains, screams and yells, lashes out and WILL go full apeshit mode when hes driven to his limit. He will blame others for not seeing how hard he’s trying, but he will still continue to try anyway. He thought that kindness was the easiest choice to make, only to realize that kindness is the kind of choice that only matters when you still make it despite being UNABLE to afford making it. What does it mean to be rich and donate a small portion of your money compared to being poor and donating the only meal you managed to find to someone who is more in need. It’s why I love him. He’s a traumatized character through and through and him finally being allowed to heal is like a balm on my heart.

3. Pei ming : beloved manwhore, most precious slut of ours. The comic relief, hualian’s number one shipper and supporter and fan. Cleanest member of the heaven (besides fenqing). This man will have his fling then shower the woman with riches and make sure she’s well taken care of even if the sparks of desire have long since been extinguished. The most charming. Covering up for his friends no matter what. I just, I love him ok.

4. SQX : I’ve always found her/him extremely endearing and was always so so fond of him/her. She’s bubbly and kind and would always listen to you and never turn a deaf ear to a cry of help. But she wouldn’t complain, no matter what befell her she would take it without so much as a protest. The kind of friend everyone needs, especially Xie lian. The kind of sunshine energy that we all need some of tbh

5. He xuan : (this post is too long so im just shortening the metas bit by bit) extremely complex character, had everything taken from him, suffered some of the absolute worst trauma that he couldn’t recover from, and after being thoroughly emptied out, he filled himself up with revenge in order to keep going. Cause how else was he gonna keep going? Met someone who may or may not have made the years easier on him, only for said person to abandon him too. And after his revenge was complete, he went back to the initial emptiness, this pointlessness that dwells deep within him that he can’t get rid of. Idk I just find him very very tragic

Honorary mentions : Hua Cheng for obvious reasons and qyz because he’s the Goodest autistic boy who only ever wants to repay the people who were kind to him with 10x the kindness

[beomglocks]

unlikely allies ; txt x reader

part: one ,, next chapter / previous chapter

plot: when a zombie apocalypse breaks out in your town, you're forced to team up with a group of boys from very different social standards in your school.

genre: fluff, angst, horror i guess?, not really that scary but alright, some funny moments

w/c: 3.6K

warnings: blood, gruesome scenes (kind of really detailed), cursing, everyone hates each other, definitely some major injuries, zombies duh, everyone kinda pining for mc

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he sighs looking at the both of you. "if we wanna make it out of here alive...we're gonna have to fight."

silence. the room was engulfed in silence, save for the growling and moaning of the monsters outside the door. you and yeonjun stared wide-eyed at taehyun who was mirroring your expressions.

"excuse me what?" yeonjun blurted. "we don't even know what those things are and you wanna go out there and risk getting torn to shreds like the nurse? are you crazy?" all you could do was shake your head in fear. you were still shaken up from watching someone get eaten alive.

"s-she...i saw her get eaten and then she just s-stood up? she came back to life somehow?" you questioned out loud. the boys looked at you with fear in their eyes. yeonjun stared at your shaken state and frowned turning to taehyun. "see? if go out there we're gonna die!"

"well do you have any other suggestions? if we stay here we starve to death or something like that, it's better to go out looking for help and finding others before more of them corner us here!" taehyun was making a lot of points right now but going out there? where you just saw a woman die and come back to life? that would happen to you guys if you weren't prepared.

you tried to calm yourself by taking a deep breath, "ok i agree with taehyun...but we need to be really prepared. we may not be capable of murder at this moment but we can take them on enough to get away right?"

taehyun nods but yeonjun just paces around the room anxiously. "you guys are insane. i can't believe i'm gonna die here of all places." you and taehyun watch yeonjun tug at his blonde hair. he suddenly pauses. "i have an idea. what if we don't actually try to take them on." he looked at you both expectedly.

"what do you mean?" you asked. he rolled his eyes, "we could try to just trap them in here and make our escape." taehyun nods at yeonjun's vague plan, "i get what you mean. before we start though we should take some stuff with us. we got lucky that we're in the nurse's office, we can take stuff in case we get injured."

all three of you split up around the office to pick up anything that might be helpful. "its a good thing i brought my bookbag with me," taehyun chuckles dryly. you pack up all the stuff you grabbed and help him zip up the bag. "ok so here's how we'll go forward with the plan."

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yeonjun sighs shakily as he crouches behind the door. "this was my plan so why do i have to be the one to open the door?!" he angrily whispers to you. you're hiding behind the nurse's desk which is right beside the door, glaring at him, "just shut up and wait for taehyun's cue. if they hear you, we're screwed."

"will you two stop arguing. if anything i'm the one with the risker job," taehyun glares at you both. he's standing in the middle of the office, just a little bit away from the desk. "let's go over the plan just one more time so nothing unexpected happens," he's nervous and you can hear it in his voice. he's trying to act brave like earlier. yeonjun starts, "simple, i open the door letting the monsters in. they won't notice me since i'm crouched below the window." you sigh, continuing, "once the monsters come running in, i pull the stethoscope attached that chair other there as hard as i can. they'll trip over it sending them tumbling."

taehyun takes a deep breath, "and i'll be standing here as bait. once i see that they're both down, that should give me enough time to run out and shut the door on them." yeonjun bites his lip, "i hope this works...my heart is racing seriously."

since taehyun is now visible from the one lamp shining down on him, the monsters outside now have new adrenaline in them, viciously gnawing at the door's window. you don't realize it but you all take a deep breath.

"3″

"2″

"1!"

as soon as taehyun yells, yeonjun swings the door open. the zombies pretty much bum rush through it to get to taehyun as soon as a slither of it was cracked open, effectively managing to swing the door all the way to the wall. you watch it hit yeonjun's arm roughly and flinch. he tries to hold back a gasp and squeezes his eyes shut.

you turn your attention to your task and pull on the stethoscope. thankfully it's stretchy enough to cause the zombies to trip over it. they tumble over each other and skid across the floor. you get up to run out the door and pull yeonjun with you who's clutching his arm.

however, when you look back taehyun is not behind you, instead, he's scrambling to the nurse's closet. apparently you overestimated the recovery time of a simple stumble to the floor. they managed to get up quickly enough to chase after taehyun who thankfully was also quick enough to notice a flawed plan. "shit!" you yell out before you could think. the zombies turn their attention to you and yeonjun who are standing by the door.

they come running at you but you slam the door shut in their faces. great, now taehyun was in there and you both were out here. not to mention, he's the one with all the supplies.

"damn it!" yeonjun kicks the door in frustration. the zombies are tweaking out watching you both from inside the office. thankfully they don't notice the closet door slowly creep open.

taehyun sneaks out of the closet in a painfully slow manner, as to not get detected. he ducks behind the desk, holding his breath. he waits a moment before rising from his hiding spot and hurling a pack of unopened pens at where the cots are located. you watch the zombies whip their heads toward the sound and clamber in that direction. taehyun crawls out from behind the desk and runs toward the door. the lunch lady, who is behind the nurse, notices taehyun and runs toward him and at full blown speed.

your heart is pounding so fast, it genuinely feels like time is going in slow motion. the monster is only like a foot behind the red-haired boy. you throw the door open for taehyun and he launches himself like the outside hallway is home base. you and yeonjun once again slam the door closed on the zombie who face plants into it with a groan.

you let out a breath you didn't even know you were holding. sliding down to sit on the floor, you glance at taehyun. he's recovering from literally upper body diving out of the room but you figure he's fine since he's used to it from playing baseball so long. yeonjun seems fine too since he's not holding onto his arm anymore.

after a moment, you speak up, "are you ok?" it's not exactly a question directed at either of the two boys. you kind of are just asking yourself that but yeonjun answers anyways, "i think i'm ok, my arm is aching though. the door slammed on me pretty hard but im ok."

taehyun backs himself against the lockers opposite from you too. "i'm fine too." you examine him though you can't see him from the distance and the dimming hallway lights. his face is riddled in sweat and you can kind of see tears running down his face but he notices you staring and harshly wipes them away. he sighs letting his head rest on the lockers.

"i thought that would be easier...i thought i was gonna die back there. thanks for not leaving me," you feel like he means that so you make a noise of acknowledgment. yeonjun also nods at him but doesn't say anything.

it's dead silent in the hallway and you hope it's because the rest of the school is hiding not because they're dead. if you don't think of the circumstances you'd think it's somewhat peaceful.

taehyun breaks the silence, "what if there are other people in here in that same situation." he's not looking at you, he's looking into the abyss of darkness that is your school's hallway. once buzzing with students who you wished would shut the fuck up and move to their next class is now a ghost town. it's eerie and it leaves you with an unsettling feeling just thinking about what hides beyond the darkness.

"fuck no," yeonjun says. he's calm and you hope he doesn't lash out at what taehyun's suggesting. "taehyun..." you mumble. you don't want to say it out loud because you hate how it will sound. well, yeonjun says it for you, "did you hit your head on the way out. you almost died, dude! i know you're having some kind of epiphany about helping others and what not but think about this: those two zombie things aren't the only ones in this school. we could really die in here so we need to get o-"

"shut the fuck up!" taehyun spits. you can tell he's trying not to yell just in case there really are other zombies out here. "do you seriously only care about yourself? what if there really are other people waiting to be helped? we can't just leave them to die in this stupid ass school!" he gets up with some struggle, clutching his wrists again.

"look im not saying you have to help them but it would be really cool if you did...the more people that are alive the more likely we are to survive," with that he starts walking down into the darkness of the hallway. yeonjun scoffs and looks at you. you bite your lip. "i know it's risky...risking our lives for other people but i would feel like shit if i just let people die here while i run off like a coward."

yeonjun watches you run after taehyun. he's now left alone standing outside of the nurse's office. the zombies haven't quieted down and he wonders how much energy they have. he sighs dramatically, running after you both, "hey wait up!"

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"so where are we headed?" your school isn't that big but it isn't that small either. there are three floors in total but most of the important rooms are on the first floor where you guys are located. taehyun clears his throat, "i was thinking we should get some weapons just in case. the gym's locker room/storage closet is where the team's baseball bats are located, we should be fine against those things if we manage to snag the metal ones."

once he answers you the silence surrounds you three again. you had been walking quite slowly since you didn't know if you'd encounter another zombie soon. it would be better if you could see but the power in the lights seemed to have died out. the school really did feel scarier when the lights were off.

"isn't it still day time outside?" yeonjun randomly asks. now that you think about it, he's right. if you were thinking about the time you took yeonjun to the nurse's office it was around 2 pm. "wait you're right," taehyun stops and turns around. "it was last period when you guys got to the nurse's office."

"damn it, i left my phone in my bookbag," you mumble. you thought it would be a quick trip to the nurse's office so you left it back in the class. yeonjun pats himself down and grumbles, "mine must've fallen out of my pocket during the fight. man, i fucking hate soobin! if i ever see him again he's dead."

you ignore yeonjun and look at taehyun expectantly, "sorry mines dead. i was playing with it while i was waiting for the nurse to come back," he answers sheepishly. you sigh, "we could've called for help since it's not late we could've called our parents or better yet, the police."

"don't worry, i'm sure they'll worry that we aren't coming back from school yet," yeonjun reassures. "i had practice today and my mom doesn't know i broke my wrist so she won't be expecting me home until after practice so i don't think she'll be worried until then."

yeonjun suddenly grabs taehyun's arm. you look at him in alarm because that was really random. this boy has just been full of spontaneous actions lately. "if you had practice today doesn't that mean the team would've been gathered in the gym by now?" a look of realization hits taehyun but he masks it quickly. "they're capable... they wouldn't have been turned into zombies, i'm sure there are some survivors," he sounds like he's trying to convince himself more than you guys.

as you're growing closer to the gym though, taehyun doesn't tell you that he's the best player on the team. he doesn't tell you that none of his other teammates can properly wield a bat. yes, any idiot can hold a bat but to properly swing it for the hit to have an impact takes real practice, practice that his teammates just haven't mastered. he doesn't tell you that he really doesn't think anyone in that gym has survived.

"you hear that?" yeonjun whispers stepping closer to the gym doors. there it goes again, the unmistakable moaning and groaning of the zombies. the sounds are harsher and louder being that there seem to be a lot of people in the gym at once. "damn that must be the team," you mutter. "there's no way anyone in there survived."

"we-we have to try and find out," taehyun tries. you eye him. you really don't think you'll get out of this one alive but you don't tell him that.

"we can cause some kind of distraction like last time," yeonjun suggests. "yeahhh no, im not doing that ever again," taehyun deadpans. "i think he means like what you did with the pens. that seemed to work...i think they react a lot to loud sounds."

there's a moment of silence where you all are just thinking. "your phone!" you turn to taehyun. he raises an eyebrow at you, "it's dead y/n." you shake your head, "look since it's dead and you really won't be needing it, we can just throw it somewhere in the gym. the impact of the phone hitting the wall will alert the zombies and they'll move. then we can maneuver ourselves through the darkness of the gym into the storage room to see if anyone's in there!"

both boys are staring at you with a weird look in their eyes but none of them say what they're really thinking. "that's... actually not a bad idea. the gym is big so there's no way we'll run into one. and since it looks like the lights are off they won't see us if we keep close to the walls," taehyun reiterates.

"ok so let's just get this over with," yeonjun mutters. you look at yeonjun who's staring into the gym, "you didn't have to come with us." you don't wanna sound rude but if he's just gonna complain the whole time then you'd rather be with just taehyun. "yeah right as if i'd venture off on my own in a school full of flesh-eating monsters," he rolls his eyes. "plus i'm the one who comes up with all the good plans, you guys need me."

"whatever," taehyun answers dryly. he's already starting to open the door to the gym, telling you guys that that's your cue to shut up. walking behind yeonjun, who's behind taehyun, you all crouch in a stealthy manner. you wouldn't call yourself the most athletic person but damn, why are your thighs starting to hurt? yeonjun cranes his neck to look back at you and when he sees you struggling to keep up, he slows down.

"what the fuck are you doing?" he whisper-yells. you don't know if the zombies can hear him but that sounded quite loud to you. you glare at him when the groans in the gym increase slightly in volume. "my thighs hurt, just- just leave me alone and tell taehyun to throw the damn phone." you see yeonjun purse his lips but turn to taehyun, telling him to get on with the plan. taehyun looks over to you with confusion and ?concern? written all over his face and all you do is nod at him.

he gets up slightly from his crouched position on the ground, still kind of in a half squat. he lets out a breath, preparing himself to pitch his phone. you watch in awe as you see taehyun get in the zone. you know this is a serious moment and everything but he looks good when he's focused.his eyes are trained on where he's made a mental target to throw to. even in this weird setting of a gym full of zombies of his own teammates, you can see that his breathing is steady.  you wonder why you'd never been to any of the school's home baseball games when you realize that taehyun had somewhat of a cult following. right, just like yeonjun everyone liked him and you just figured it was for nothing or that he was overhyped but you can see why now.

drawing you out of your thoughts was the sound of taehyun's phone crashing against the gym's wall. at the moment in which you were daydreaming about him, he must've thrown it. "ok cmon we gotta hurry, that might not keep them that occupied," taehyun whispers. you turn to look at the zombies which, thankfully, fell for your trick. they were all gathered in the direction where taehyun had thrown his phone. you all rose from your crouched positions and ran the rest of the way to the gym's locker room.

once inside you all let out a breath. "i can't believe that worked," you sigh. "i'm glad it did," yeonjun also sighs. "ok let's go get those bats, once we have them then we might be safe," taehyun leads you both to where he knows they are. walking down the locker room's hallway is even creepier than walking down the normal hallway. there are no windows plus the lights are out so it's even darker in here. once again you're the behind yeonjun who's behind taehyun. you feel uncomfortable and almost feeling like there's an eerie presence behind you. you never liked to be last; the shiver you get through your spine from the mere thought of something following you was weird.

just then you whip your body around but you feel it before you see it. a zombie that must've been in the locker room before you got here hovering over you. you're not sure what happened but it must've flown at you hard enough to knock your body to the ground. it was snapping and snarling in your face trying to get a bite. your eyes were closed but all your other sensed were heightened and you could definitely hear yourself shrieking wildly. you weren't sure what taehyun and yeonjun were doing but you guessed they were standing and staring in shock and horror. you are surely gonna die here.

just then, the back of the zombie's skull was knocked in with so much force that it came out through the front, effectively landing on the upper half of your body and face. just like that, it was no longer trying to devour you, instead, slumping down onto you like a lifeless doll.

you wanted to throw up but you bit it back. you figured the image of you on the floor with blood and a bashed brain spilling out of a once alive human on you was enough. 

the body was thrown off you in an instant and there stood choi beomgyu looking over you with so much concern that you were scared you turned into a zombie and were about to suffer the same fate as the corpse next to you. "oh my god y/n," his eyebrows are furrowed and his mouth is agape. he kneels down to wipe the brain remnants off you but he does it hastily and not that gentle really. you flinch and he pauses, "s-sorry its just that...well i don't know. i didn't think anyone else was alive and then i see you but you're about to get eaten so i mean-." you cut him off with a shaky hand lifted when you realize he's rambling.

he wants to go in to hug you and shout for joy that thankfully his crush- i mean... thankfully you are alive but yeonjun steps in, "dude oh my god y/n, are you okay?" you don't turn around to look at him or taehyun because frankly, you're too shaken up to even stand.

"thank you beomgyu," you whisper the expression and you kind of hope it sounds spiteful towards the other two boys for not really doing anything to help. taehyun looks down and bites his lip and yeonjun just looks at you. beomgyu smiles lightly and helps you stand and when you turn around you see the other two boys flinch at what you look like.

you know you must look horrifying with blood all over you and you want to cry. not because you look absolutely disgusting in front of the two of the most popular boys at your school but because you almost died in front of them. you let out a sob and taehyun steps forward but beomgyu is already ahead of him. "oh y/n... it's ok. look," he wipes your face with his shirt and you feel even worse. "we're alive, you're alive, it's gonna be ok."

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Not what it seems - Part 2

Angel x Reader

Authors note: I apologize in advance for grammar mistakes

English isn’t my native language.

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Warning: swearing, heartbreak, violence

Words: 1.500

Next day

You barely got any sleep last night. You literally spent last night with crying and finding way to get Angel to sit down with you and listen to you but it seems impossible. You never felt so helpless before in your entire life. 

You’re still in your shared bedroom when you hear noises. Noises that are coming towards the bedroom and you know it’s Angel. You start to panic not knowing how he will react when he sees.

The door opens and there he is right in front of you. From what you can see he must have had a shitty night just like you did. His eyes are swollen and his hair is messy.

Angel freezes as soon as he sees you in the bedroom. 

’’I thought I was clear last night Y/n. Get the fuck out of here. I’m done! We are done! Do you want me to spell it out for you?’’

’’Wanna know what I want Angel? For you to listen to me. For you to sit down with me and listen. Just the way listened to the person who plated this idea in your head. That’s what I want. If you still want me gone after I said what I want to say I’ll pack my stuff and leave and never contact you again. If that’s what you want.’’ you say calmly hoping he will agree to what you’ve just said.

’’So start talking. The sooner you finish the sooner you’re out of here.’’ he says not looking at you.

’’Our relationship - what we have is not based on a bet Angel. Is based on two people loving each other. I never played you or fooled you. I dint know where you got that idea from but it’s not true baby you have to believe me. I love you Angel more than anything.

You know how Jessie has a thing for Gilly? That’s how we ended up at the clubhouse for the first time. I didn’t want to be there you know how shy I am and that I’m not a fan of large crowds but I chose to be there with her for moral support. 

They hit it off and we spent our girls nights out with you at the clubhouse instead of going to the bar downtown. That’s when I saw you Angel. I couldn’t take my eyes off you. You pretty much put a spell on me babe. The girls saw me struggle you know. It kinda hurt see al those girls all over you knowing that it never will be me. I mean I’m probably the shiest girl you’ll ever meet. I’m surprised I actually have friends to be honest. Anyway the girls tried to get me to go over to you and talk to you every time we went there but I was scared. Scared to talk to someone as handsome as you. I mean look at you, look at me and look at those women that were all over you.

I’m not as skinny or as beautiful as Vickys girls so I refused to go and talk to you. I was trying to save me from the rejection and the embarrassment. So the girls and I had this competition 

whoever empties the beer first gets to decide what the loser has to do. Jessie won and dared me to go over to you and talk to you because I was too much of a coward to do it myself. Everything what we build on from there was real do you hear me Angel? What we have IS real. I simply needed a little push to get out of my comfort zone. There was never a bet. I love you Angel  - more than anything. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me. I never felt like this with anyone before. Thank you for listening to me Angel. If you still want me to leave I’ll start packing now.’’ you end your monolog not daring to look at Angel. You’re too scared that he doesn’t believe you.

’’Y/n is - is that true’’ he asks calmly and you just nod still staring at the floor.

’’Look at me mi dulce - please sweetheart let me see those Y/e/c eyes.’’

You look up and see a pained expression on his face.

’’I’m sorry Y/n for treating you the way I did. I should have talked to you first before making up my mind. I promise you it will never happen again babygirl. I swear on moms gave. Come here’’ 

he says and holds his arms out for you. You get up from the bed and walk towards him gladly accepting his hug returning it gladly. You breath in his scent and start to relax. You didn’t think you were able to do it ever again. Angel kisses your head several times while rubbing your back.

’’I’m sorry baby. I feel the same way about you. With you I see it all. House, kids a wedding. You’re my end game Y/n. I’ll make you the next Mrs. Reyes. Not now but in the future If you want that.’’ he says and you’re surprised. 

Angel doesn’t talk about his feelings often but it’s so good to hear it. Good to hear he feels the same because you see it too with him.

’’I’m glad to hear that. You’re my end game Mr. Reyes. Y/n Reyes sounds good doesn’t it? Apology accepted and now stop apologizing please Angel. But I would like to now who plated that idea in you head.’’ you let go of him and take a step back so you could look at hime properly.

’’Don’t hit me for my dumbness but it was Maria’’ he says scratching his neck.

’’Wait a minute. Maria as in Vickys Maria that Maria?’’ you ask not believing this.

’’Yes why?’’

’’Sorry for my language but what a bitch. She was there that day. She knows what went down that day. You talk about actresses that was probably quite the act Angel. What a back stabber. She acts all nice with me and pulls a stunt like this. I swear she messed with the wrong girl.’’

’’Easy there little tiger.’’ Angel laughs.

’’Keep laughing Reyes keep laughing’’ you say and playfully slap him.

Later that night

It’s your weekly girls night and after talking to Vicky earlier today you know that Maria will be there too. Looks like today is your luck day.

You’re later than usual to make your great entrance. You came up with a plan and informed Angel and he agreed immediately.

Now you’re standing in front of the clubhouse and take one last deep breath.

’’Let the games begin’’ you say to yourself and walk in.

You see your girls at one table and your man along with Gilly, Coco and Ez on the other side of the clubhouse. And there she was - Maria was there eyeing Angel sitting on his lap. She’s right where you want her to be. You make your way over there everyone is clueless about what happened between you and Angel this morning their last update was last night which will make it more fun.

You approach Maria from behind grab her by her hair and pull her out of his lap. She screams in pain.

’’What is your problem Y/n’’ she says shocked. The others look at you shocked as well since everyone knows you as the shy introvert girl.

’’What is wrong with me? What is wrong with you Maria is the better question. You spread lies about me trying to mess with my relationship and dare to ask me what is wrong with me. You better get the fuck out of here and stay away from my man before I’ll make you bitch.’’ you are yelling by now. She looks at you with wide eyes realizing that she most likely messed with the wrong woman. Maria gets up from the floor and moves towards the door.

’’Oh and Maria’’ Vicky is now speaking up.

’’Don’t come back. There is no place for devious women like you.’’ she says with a firm voice.

’’But Vicky’’

’’No buts I don’t want to around my place anymore.’’ 

Maria leaves and and Jessie comes over to you with a beer handing it to you before sitting down on Gilly’s lap.

’’Y/n that was quit the show. I don’t know what this actually was about but damn girl that was awesome.’’

’’Thanks Jess’’ you say before sitting down on Angels lap and he wraps his arms around you right away.

’’That was better than I imagined my little fire cracker. Remind me not to mess with you mi dulce.’’ he says and kisses you.

’’Hello explanation please!’’ Ez now says.

So you start to fill them in on what happened this morning.

You spend the rest of the evening together at the clubhouse with Angel right where you belong.

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HELLO BESTIE I am currently having Ralbert Brainrot and you're the best person go come to for this, obviously,, so PLEASE share! I would like to hear about ufc albert or youtuber race, or dancing partners!! I love them smm

HI YES HELLO USING THIS AS AN EXCUSE TO WRITE UFC FIGHTER AL PART 2 THANKS BABES

i just witnessed a literal crime and i’m Feeling The Rage (boxing judges at mma events can catch these hands) so here is. my brain on anger.

also the first half of this is pretty fight-talk heavy but the second half is more al/ralbert central so message me/send me an ask if i don’t explain something well enough <3

here is the ask i sent to @we-are-inevitable (thanks jac i’m in love with you mwah) and here is part 1 for this au if you haven’t read that one yet !!

also,,,,, this is fairly obvious. but trigger warning for violence/physical fighting, as well as blood. (it’s a rough gig y’all fjdhdb) oh and swearing but that’s pretty much just me LMAO

here i am, bein mad and writing ralbert. therapy time with chandler ig

OK SO

this is after his debut. duh. continuation

i think he’s probably 5 fights in with 5 wins. he’s been running people through, especially with four full camps after a short notice start, and he’s never even seen a decision in the ufc

let’s just say the hype train is moving FAST and it’s moving LOUD

everyone has to have those people that watch their fights just to see them lose, on top of the majority male fan base that have to have a little bit of toxic masculinity and homophobia in there

so there’s A LOT of people that are waiting for him and his hype train to get derailed. but there’s also a fair amount of fans, so you win some you lose some (the way i would die to see this be a real fighter pls)

now albert’s not always the most confident guy, and he’s never been cocky, but none of this shit gets to him. he’s got his coaches, he’s got his friends and he’s got race behind him. he knows he’s got the skills, and he’s got his support system, so who gives a shit what a bunch of cowards on the internet have to say?

and then they put him against someone known for his grappling and stamina. and the “it’s a wrap for dasilva!” bandwagon starts. it happens every time a rising striker and early knockout artist fights a well known grappler with any semblance of later round power (even if al has a background in wrestling and has gone 5 rounds and won outside of the ufc. it’s a bandwagon for a reason)

and it’s not Upsetting, it’s not really getting into his head in any way that’ll make him do worse, but it’s kinda pissing him off. which is bad for his opponent

the last person on earth you want to be fighting is an annoyed albert dasilva who thinks he has something to prove

he works his ass off in camp, and the press tour is a self-assured albert vs. a loudmouth who thinks he’s hot shit cause a few people on twitter think he’ll sweep

and, to be completely honest? it’s starting to look that way 2 rounds in.

it’s a 5 round fight, co-main event on a big card, and so far all al’s opponent has done is pinned him to the cage and kept him there. a few strikes worth anything - at least enough make al’s cheek bleed, no takedowns, which would at least give him some activity, and so submission attempts, so he can’t even gain any ground that way. he’s just- Stuck. and if THIS is how he loses, he’s gonna be pissed

the bell for the second round sounds, and you can actually see al’s chest heaving on camera as he walks to his corner - not because he’s tired or out of breath, but because he’s MAD, and fuck if he’s not going to do something about it

not only that, but he can not only see race and jack standing up by the cage - plus race’s expression, which is slightly annoyed and super anxious, which hurts his chest to think about - but he can hear them too

jack is yelling profanities, as per usual. he doesn’t that regardless of how the fight is going, but it’s less encouraging when you’re the one losing.

race though,,,, race isn’t really yelling, he’s more talking to himself than anything, but he’s close enough to cage and al knows him well enough to figure out what he’s saying. and if the muttered almost-prayers while he paces back and forth weren’t enough, the shiny gold engagement ring on race’s hand definitely is

round 3,,,, let’s just say it goes a little differently than the first 2 had gone.

he opens with a spinning back kick, of all fucking things, and that truly sets the pace

he’s the taller guy by a few inches, like usual, which makes his arms longer. the only reason crushing his against the cage worked is cause the guy he’s fighting cuts weight like a wrestler, so he’s easily got 20 pounds on albert come fight night

but once he finds his rhythm and starts throwing, he starts connecting too. he manages to stay out of range of his opponent and stay his comfortable distance to start t-ing off

this isn’t a one punch power ending. this isn’t a beautiful head kick, or a giant knee, or even just a clean right hook.

this is albert, who’s arms are starting to feel the 3rd round a little bit, hitting this guy with everything he has cause he refuses to lose this fight.

i mean- everyone watched him get up at the start of the round with a set jaw and a scary determined glint in his eye. he’s not a person you fuck with, and he’s definitely not a person you publicly ridicule before being locked in a cage to fight with

the guy he’s fighting is absolutely battered, but he manages to survive until round 4. the first of the championship rounds, something al’s never seen in a ufc fight before, and it feels like the arena is holding its breath

so when al comes out and does the same thing as round 3 to better results - fight ending results - everyone’s a little shocked, honestly

the commentary team’s in disbelief, cause albert is NOT a slow starter, regardless of what this fight would tell you, and the fact he managed a win at all, let alone such a phenomenal one, is fucking astounding

he gets his hand raised, obviously, but the really interesting part is the post fight interview

“albert, man, what changed between round 2 and 3? what second gear did you find?”

“bro, i just— it was pissing me off, honestly. i don’t come in here to get pinned down for 25 minutes. and, y’know, my team gave me good advice. i had all the pieces, straight from the jump, someone just had to force me to put them in place…”

and then he looks over at race, who gives al one of those half grin, half smirks and winks at him, and al just chuckles to himself and finishes answering the question

“the thing that really forced my hand is race. i won’t get cheesy on you, but watching someone who loves and supports you through everything panic cause he’s scared for you - it’s a big motivator. everyone would figure out a lot more of my motivations if they went and watched race’s expressions back instead of whatever the hell i’m doing in here. he’s always been the brains, i’m just the brawn.”

and that’s a better answer than anyone was expecting, plus he’s just had the fight of a lifetime that’s probably earned him a title shot, so he’s done soon after that and gets to have his little in-cage celebration

he hugs his team and jack, who razzes him a little bit as per usual, and makes some dumb quip about going over tapes later like he’s a coach. and then comes race

he hugs him, all tender and cute and also very sweaty cause That’s How It Works, and the camera’s focused on him, so they can tell they’re whispering back and forth. but there’s no mics on them, so what’s said is missed entirely on the audience, but it’s their usual cheesy, in love mess

“congrats, baby. i’m proud of you.”

“oh please. it was 90% you anyway. i meant what i said, it wasn’t just for the cameras.”

“i know that. i’m gonna have to get you back somehow for telling everyone to go back and watch my awful anxious expression. i’ll think of something.”

“i’m sure you will, sweetheart.”

and then al does that awful, adorable lil nose bump thing, and then kisses race. and then jack covers his eyes and whines until they stop like the actual 12 year old boy he is inside

and then they leave the octagon, race and al holding hands, and al throws his arm over jack’s shoulder and shoves his head down and pushes him, cause even though he was just in a literal cage match he’s still a roughhousing teenager at heart

and he’s got interviews and press shit that separates him from his people, and he’s gotta slide that bulletproof mask back down over all the happy and in love shit he’s feeling so he can not smile like an idiot on camera constantly

but every once in awhile he’ll catch jack giving him the finger and laugh before returning it below view of the camera

or he’ll catch race’s eye from where he’s standing behind all the studio lights and do a little wave under the camera and return the wink from earlier, and the unbothered fighter facade will crack a little bit

but he’s not completely convinced that’s such a bad thing

GOD THIS POST IS SO MUCH LONGER THEN I MEANT IT TO BE IM SORRY

but Yeah. Them.

i love this au a helleva lot more than i should but that’s Fine cause i’ve got thoughts for days on it

[advena87]

Aiden & Lambert’s love story because we deserve more than one and we didn't get any (at least not in canon). Long Post!

check out also Kaer Morhen Shenanigans

Here is: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8 and Daily Lambert

also Keira & Lambert’s love story and… this.

I love playing with incorrect quotes. The ones below are already used a few times in Kaer Morhen shenanigans, but I modified and changed them, and added a lot of new ones.

So the idea is that young witchers from the griffin and cat schools come to Kaer Morhen - including Coen and Aiden. The purpose of the visit is for aspiring witchers to learn something from each other, and in fact it’s just an excuse to play with the idea of Lambert x Aiden. Of course, Lambert’s witcher brothers will try to help him with his crush, and they will not miss the opportunity to make fun of him.

The setting is like this because the idea that Geralt, Eskel and Berengar will be Lambert's wingmen is simply priceless. I know that this configuration had no right to happen in the canon, but the canon has hurt us more than once. That's why we always have to fix everything. And that's why Berengar appears in my posts. In my opinion he deserved it and you can't change my mind. And I think he and Lambert have so much in common that it's really a shame they never met in games. I think that they would have a beautiful dynamics of the oldest and youngest brother.

Anyway I hope you enjoy it! :)

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Aiden: Hi, I am-

Lambert, shaking his hand: Handsome.

Aiden: -Aiden. And you are?

Lambert: Apparently not as straight as I thought I was.

***

Lambert: Can I ask a dumb question?

Berengar: Better than anyone I know.

Lambert: Is it gay to think about your best mate in the shower?

Berengar: …

Geralt: …

Eskel: …

Lambert: Asking for a friend.

Berengar: …

Geralt: …

Eskel: …

Lambert: But now seriously: I’m not gay if I wanna date Aiden as like bros, right?

Geralt: I’m no expert but that does sound kinda gay.

Berengar: I’m an expert. That’s gay.

***

Lambert: I swing both ways.

Lambert: Violently. With a sword.

Lambert: Also, I’m bisexual.

Lambert: … promise you won’t tell anyone?

Berengar: Your secret is safe with me. I wasn’t even listening.

*later*

Eskel: The printer messed up the invitations. It was supposed to say “Lambert’ birthday”.

Geralt: What does it say instead?

Eskel: “Lambert’ bi”

Berengar: Well that could still work.

Geralt: Wait, what? No, Lambert is straight.

Berengar: Trust me, he isn’t. The only straight thing he is gonna do is that he is gonna go straight to hell.

Eskel: Wait, Berengar, isn’t this thing between Lambert and Aiden supposed to be a secret?

Berengar: Hardly. The only people who don’t know Lambert loves Aiden are Lambert and Aiden. And Geralt for some reason.

***

Eskel: You and Aiden seem very close.

Lambert: We're just friends.

Berengar: Oh please, we all know you're a heartbeat away from getting his name tattooed on your ass.

***

Lambert: You look nice, I want to kiss you.

Aiden: WHAT

Lambert: I SAID IF YOU DIED I WOULDN’T MISS YOU

Berengar, behind Lambert's back, mouthing to Aiden: LIES

***

*Aiden and Coen talking and laughing*

Lambert: *staring at them silently*

Eskel: You’re really quiet today, Lambert.

Lambert: Nobody plans a murder out loud.

***

Lambert: Why does this griffin dude keep talking to you?

Aiden: Lambert, we are friends.

Lambert: I know you two are friends but…

Aiden, deadpan: No, Lambert, I meant you and I are friends.

Lambert: Yeah, we’re friends, but I’d fuck you if you asked.

Aiden: What?

Lambert: What?

Berengar, eating popcorn: He said he’d fuck you if you asked.

***

Lambert: Fuck, Aiden, you look like hell!

Aiden: Yeah? I just got back.

Lambert: Dude, who hurt you?

Aiden: Do you want a list or something?

Lambert:

Lambert: *grabs sword* Actually, yes.

Aiden: No, wait, we can’t solve all our problems with murder.

Lambert: How about just this problem?

***

Lambert: I think I might have a crush on Aiden…

Berengar: Congratulations, you’re officially the last one to know.

Geralt: Aiden would never date a jerk like you.

Lambert: Fuck you, shouldn’t I be one of your best friends?

Gerelt: Yeah, which is how I know you’re a jerk.

Eskel: So what are you going to do?

Lambert: I don’t know, something dramatic I hope.

Berengar: Oh for fuck’s sake, just ask Aiden out! What’s the worst that could happen?

Lambert: Humiliation, embarrassment, fire, explosions, collisions, tears, nudity and death.

***

Aiden: Can you ride?

Lambert: *looks at Aiden up and down* Yes.

Aiden: I meant the horse, Lambert.

***

Lambert: How do I politely ask him to slam me against a wall and make out with me?

Geralt: Lambert, it’s four in the morning, if you want to make out with Aiden just do it quietly, I don’t care how you ask him!

*next day*

Aiden: *hands Lambert a water bottle*

Lambert: *drinking it* Thanks, what’s it for?

Aiden: Geralt says you get thirsty around me.

Lambert: *chokes on water*

***

Lambert, smirking: So when are you gonna go out with me?

Aiden, smiling back: I don’t know, when are you gonna ask me out?

Lambert, freaking out: uhhh....

*later that day*

Berengar: So you ran away like a fucking coward?

Lambert: I DIDNT EXPECT HIM TO FLIRT BACK!!

***

Eskel: Why are you ignoring Aiden?

Lambert: I’m playing hard to get.

Geralt: Why would you do that? You’re already hard to want.

***

Eskel: I shouldn’t be interfering in this but give him a chance. Lambert would throw himself in front of a speeding horse for you.

Aiden: Lambert would throw himself in front of a speeding horse for fun.

Eskel: Ok, point taken, but don’t worry, he grows on you.

Aiden: Oh, really?

Eskel:

Eskel: No, actually, he just gets worse.

***

Aiden: I’m having problems with Lambert.

Geralt: Problems like ‘his dead body won’t fit in your cupboard’ or problems like ‘you like him’?

Aiden: ...

Aiden: Problems like ‘I like him’.

Geralt: Too bad, I could have helped with the other one.

***

Aiden: I have 4 friends.

Eskel: But there are 5 of us. Me, Geralt, Berengar, Lambert and Coen.

Aiden: Lambert is my special idiot.

Aiden: That’s different.

***

Aiden: Lambert, look me in the eyes and be straight with me.

Lambert: So… Do I look at you? Or do I be straight? I can’t do both.

***

Lambert: I’m in love with you.

Aiden: That’s… a terrible idea.

Lambert: Yeah, I have a lot of those.

Aiden: ...

Aiden: Well then, let's try.

Lambert: Wait, does that mean you like me? For my personality?

Aiden: I know, I was surprised too.

***

Lambert and Aiden: *walk into the room together with happiness written on their faces*

Berengar: So who finally confessed?

Lambert: It was me, I made sure it was short and sweet.

Aiden: You yelled, “Listen here, you little shit, I have feelings for you and it’s about time you acknowledged them!” from the castle tower.

Lambert: It worked though.

Aiden: All in all, this may come as a surprise to you, but Lambert and I are dating now.

Geralt: Damn. Now I owe Eskel 20 crowns. You guys couldn’t have waited another week?

Lambert: Wait, what?

Eskel: You two just earned me 20 crowns is what, so thank you.

***

Aiden: When you're gay in your house with nobody else, you're homolone.

Lambert: When you're bi and there's nobody else around, you're biyourself.

Berengar: You're two morons.

***

Coen: So, you've already made friends with Eskel, Geralt and Berengar?

Aiden: Yeah.

Coen: Great, just a little advice - stay away from Lambert.

Aiden: ...

Aiden: Lambert is my boyfriend.

Coen: Oh...

Coen: Um...

Coen: So, what's he like?

Aiden: Have you ever met a human version of a headache?

***

Coen, pointing at Lambert: Is this guy bothering you?

Aiden: Yeah, but he’s my boyfriend, I signed up for this

***

Aiden: You’re annoying.

Lambert: But you love me >:3

Aiden: Doesn’t make you any less annoying.

***

Lambert: *spills water on his shirt* Oh, what have I done? Now my shirt is all see-through.

Geralt: *rolls his eyes* And so are you. I know what you’re doing.

AIden: So do I, but I am enjoying the show immensely.

***

Lambert: Did it hurt?

Aiden, rolling his eyes: When I fell from heaven?

Lambert: No.

Lambert: When you fell for me.

Aiden: ...

Aiden: Actually, yes. It’s hurts every day.

Berengar, from distance: BUUURN!

***

Coen: It’s so exhausting having a boyfriend! You’re lucky you don’t have one.

AIden: Actually, last time I checked I did have a boyfriend.

Coen: No, you have a Lambert. That’s not the same thing.

Aiden: What do you mean?

Coen: Well, he’s more like a puppy. Excitable, loud, always happy to see you, protective, and he bites anyone who threatens you.

Aiden: …

Aiden: Point taken.

***

Aiden: YOU’RE SO ANNOYING! I CANT BELIEVE IM DATING YOU!

Lambert: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! YOURE THE ONE WHO CHEATED!

Aiden: Because YOU cheated FIRST!

Lambert: YOU STUPID-

Eskel: I think we’re done playing gwent for tonight….

Geralt: Wait, no. I’m enjoying this.

Aiden: Don't you call me stupid!

Lambert: Okay, then how about 'bitch'?!

Aiden: Arrogant dick!

Lambert: Spoiled asshole!

Aiden: Fuck you!

Lambert: Fuck YOU!

Aiden: FUCK YOU!!!

Lambert: FUCK!!! YOU!!!

Aiden: ...

Aiden: My room, ten minutes.

Geralt: Okey... not what I expected.

Eskel: And we're done here.

***

Lambert: I have an idea, but I’m going to need your permission.

Aiden: Sudenly you need my permission? Why?

Lambert: Cause if I mess it up, I don’t want it to be just my fault.

Aiden: That sounds like a really risky and gay plan.

Lambert: So? You in?

Aiden: I thought it was an obvious answer.  

***

Aiden: I want to hear those three little words.

Lamber: I love you.

Aiden: Try again.

Lambert: Fine.

Lambert: I will behave.

Aiden: :)

***

Aiden: Close your eyes and hold out your hand.

Lambert: I played this game once with my brothers and got slimed by a toad.

Aiden: It’s not a toad.

***

Lambert: I didn’t raise you to be like this.

Aiden: You’re my boyfriend. You didn’t raise me at all.

Lambert: And yet you still call me daddy.

Aiden: Oh for the love of-

***

Eskel: I sleep with a knife under my pillow.

Geralt: Weak. I sleep with a sword under mine.

Lambert: You’re both pathetic.

Berengar: What killer weapon do you sleep with then, Mr. Badass?

Lambert, proud and confident: Aiden.

***

Aiden: The food's too hot, I can't eat it.

Lambert: You're too hot and I still eat you.

Berengar: It's family moments like these that we will never forget.

Geralt: With a good therapist, hopefully I will.

Eskel: I'm not hungry anymore.

Vesemir: One dinner. ONE NORMAL DINNER!!

***

Lambert: *phone starts ringing*

Eskel: *looks at who is calling*

Eskle, laughs: So you call Vesemir 'daddy'?

Lambert: *answers call and makes direct eye contact with Eskel*

Lambert: Hey, Aiden.

Eskel: *chokes on drink*

***

Geralt: Okay Lambert, truth or dare?

Lambert: Truth.

Geralt, smirking: Why did you get kicked out of the brothel?

Lambert, looking absolutely horrified: Oh no…

Aiden, whipping his head around so fast Eskel almost shits himself: You fucking what?!

Lambert: Look, you can’t be mad at me! I was just there, minding my own business-

Aiden: We both know that’s a load of crap, Lambert, you’re lying!

Lambert: Does this look like the face of a liar?

Aiden: You really don’t want to hear my thoughts on your face right now.

Lambert: Ok, you know what? Fuck you!

Aiden: Later. Now listen here, you little shit-

Geralt, laughing: Living my best life.

Eskel: Oh my God, Geralt, what did you do, they’re going to kill each other.

Geralt: This isn’t about them.

Aiden, siting on Lambert and beating crap out from him: Really Lambert, I expected better from you!

Lambert, rolling them and pinning Aiden to the ground: Then that’s your own fault! I’m not responsible for your expectations!

Aiden: Bite me!

Lambert: Where?

Aiden: ...

Lambert: So you going to take a swing? Or you just going to staring into my eyes?

Aiden: Hmm, what was that? I was busy staring into your eyes...

Labert: Oh you beautiful bastard! Just punch me already!

*Berengar enters room*

Berengar: What the fuck is going on here? Are they fighting or making out?

Eskel: At this point, I honestly can't tell.

*later*

Lambert: Eskel, how do I get revenge on Geralt?

Eskel: The best revenge is letting go and living your life to the fullest.

Lambert: …

Lambert: Berengar, how do I -

Berengar: Brick.

***

Aiden: How do you usually get out of these messes?

Lambert: I don’t, I just make an even bigger one that cancels the first one out.

Aiden: That sounds like a terrible plan.

Lambert: Oh, I’ve had worse.

***

Aiden: I’m fucking an idiot.

Eskel: Isn’t that grammatically wrong? Shouldn’t it be “I’m a fucking idiot”?

Aiden: No, I’m fucking an idiot.

Eskel: ???

Aiden, sighing: Ok, watch out.

Aiden: Yo, Lambert, are you high?

Lambert: What?

Aiden: High!

Lambert: Hello!

Aiden to Eskel, pointing to Lambert: That’s the idiot.

***

*witchers face complications during the contract. Lambert is abducted for the ransom*

Lambert, offended: You think I’m only worth 10.000 crowns?!

Kidnappers: What?

Lambert: Give me that *takes the megaphone*

Lambert: Make it 1 billion and we can think about it.

Aiden, from outside: LAMBERT SHUT THE FUCK UP!

***

Lambert: Okay, okay, what if I microwave a spoon? Steal some bees? Oh, oh, let's try to fuse corn and apples!

Aiden: What the fuck?

Aiden: Lambert, I asked you how we should spend our anniversary, I clearly do not remember requesting for ways to disappoint your family.

Lambert: Sorry, force of habit.

***

Lambert, drunk at 1AM: *in pajamas and blasting ABBA in his room* Gimmie gimmie gimmie my man after midnight! Won’t somebody help me-

Geralt in the other room: Aiden is dead. Get over it and go to bed! There’s your help.

Lambert: [drunken sobs]

.

[imaginexmeintheuniverse]

Resurgence

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Warnings: ANGST

A/N: okay so damn this has been in my wips for so long because i got a burst of inspo one day and i kept waiting to be in just the right groove to finish it and i finally did and holy cow so much angst... im thinking of doing a part 2 just to give a full resolution??? But idk let me know what you think!

The war has been over for a little over two years now. You've lost friends and family, but so has he— Draco Malfoy, that is.

You haven't seen him in person since the battle of Hogwarts. You didn't care to keep up with any gossip amongst peers and press either, preferring to spend your time grieving for your lost loved ones and trying to move forward. As much as you didn't care too much about keeping up with current affairs, whispers and hushed words about the platinum-haired heir found their way to you ears anyways.

Draco Malfoy, the boy who thought he had no choice— a title that would follow him for the rest of his life. Because the family defected, none of the Malfoys faced any charges. However, the Malfoy boy searches for a new home; a new life. One where he can rebuild himself and make his own choices.

The day he disappeared through the crowd of wizards cloaked in black, the day you lost so many friends and family, was the day you resolved to focus on being in the present and grieving what you lost, instead of torturing over what could have been.

You feel that right now, as you stroll down a rainy Diagon Alley after some errands and taking a small detour to check up on George. You could simply disapparate to avoid the increasing precipitation, but there's something about today that makes you want to take in every bit of mundane magic— without literal magic.

You had woken up to the sun shining through your windows making your sheets all bright and warm, an owl delivered a letter from each of your best friends, George actually smiled like he was getting back to managing mischief, and each drop of rain that falls on your skin is a reminder that you're alive— and you're happy to take it all in. Today is the first day since the war that you feel like everything is real and everything is going to be okay.

That is until you see something— err someone that makes you stop in your tracks and question if he's real. You almost drop your shopping bags in the puddle you're standing in. The fact that you're staring at him like a deer in headlights, or that the rain is soaking through your every layer of clothing, both become after thoughts as your eyes lock with his. You blink a few times, not knowing whether to trust your eyes.

It can't be.

The same face you've only seen in papers for the last year, stands a few meters in front of you, shielded from the down pour under a black umbrella that matches his usual perfectly pressed suit. He gives you a curt nod, but you stay frozen, taking in every detail of his being. His overall look is as put together as ever, but the dark rings under his eyes and the silver pools of his irises that seem to only contain the remains of shed tears, would tell a different story.

You feel as though someone has nailed your feet to the ground when he starts walking towards you. His pace slows the closer he gets until he comes to a stop a few steps from where you stand.

"Good evening, Y/N," His tone is formal, but it falters slightly with a tinge of discomfort.

You remain unresponsive, letting your eyes bore through him as he feels his breath shorten at the possibility that you can see right through him, and you always have.

"O-Oh, r-right, if I may—" He takes a step into your personal space to offer you coverage under his umbrella, but you flinch backwards, opting to stay in the cold showers. It's the only thing that feels real right now. Looking to the ground, he takes a deep breath, swallowing down whatever it is that seems to be inhibiting him. His eyes make their way back up to yours and you see pain. "Y/N, I would like to apologize- I-I'm sorry- f-for everything—"

"Oh, you're sorry?!" you cry out, your voice full of very real anger that covers up all the very real hurt inside you. After all these years of waiting for him to show some real emotion— you were rooting for him, hoping he would prove everyone wrong and show that he isn't just some cold-hearted snake, and you wanted nothing more than for him to acknowledge and apologize for all the shitty things he's done. Yet here he is, at your mercy, doing just that and it's not enough. "You can't honestly think that saying 'I'm sorry' will suddenly fix everything that's happened— everything you've done!"

Your sudden outburst startles him, and his eyes widen from the shock, but he's not surprised. He wants to make amends, but he also wasn't going into this expecting anything.

"I understand," he mumbles, keeping his head low.

For moment, the sound of raindrops falling on the cobblestone and pattering on the rooves is all that can be heard. To Draco, it's deafening, and not knowing what else to say or do, he gives you another curt nod before turning to leave.

"You coward!" You call after him, your feet never moving. He stops cold in his tracks and flinches as your familiar words sting him just as they did the last time you saw him. "Why do you always- fuck- wh-why don't you just stay and fight for once in your life?!"

You don't even know exactly what you mean by that in your conscious mind, or what you're really asking of him, although a part of you, deep down, must know. "All those years, you've hidden behind your father and that shite personality of yours- you-you have a choice- y-you always have a choice- w-why didn't you—" Your words become less and less articulate as your emotions completely take over and your left stumbling in your words. The rain might mask the tears you feel burn your cheeks in contrast to the cold droplets, but they can be heard clearly in every break in your voice. It isn't fair. "All those years— all those fucking years!"

His head turns first, locking eyes with you once again, before the rest of his body follows. He sees that same fire that's always been present in your eyes. He's always found it to be terrifying, but also incredibly beautiful.

"All those years," he repeats, starting in a small voice, gradually growing in volume as he steps closer to you. "I know I'm the biggest idiot on the face of the planet! You gave me endless chances to do better and I took you for granted, and I'm sorry- I'm so sorry for that—" He knows he deserves every harsh truth you just spat at him. You were always secretly there to support him, despite how terribly he always treated you and everyone you love— you tried to help him and what did he do in return? You've never backed down from him— or anything from that matter and it's something he both admires and envies deeply. How is he supposed to tell you all that now without sounding pathetic? "If there's anything I regret most in my life—"

His whole body comes to a stuttering stop only a step away from yours. Either of you could close the gap with a single stride, and yet, there seems to be an invisible barrier between the two of that always seems to appear the second you become too close.

Draco Malfoy hangs his head once again as he realizes that brave words weren't meant to come from his mouth. You continue to watch as platinum strands fall over his forhead to shield the weakness in his eyes. The barrier only seems to grow thicker as your owns words get caught in your throat and the two of you just stay there.

If anyone were around to witness this scene it would seem cinematic; almost romantic. A tall handsome man and his beloved caught in the rain who could take one step into the shelter of his umbrella. The warm light from the lamposts and shops reflects off of every wet surface creates a glowing atmosphere. A perfect reunion scene that would be. But that's not the case.

[zora-moyashi]

First

<---Prev   Next ---> Core

“I’m not a coward.” Killer hissed. Shatter opened a portal

ZM

"Than come on chicken!" She hops through the portal and lands right in front of shade.

Core

Shade jumped. “The hell?!” He hissed at Chara. “Chill out.” Error said with a sigh.

ZM

"Hello to you too shade" she rolls her eyes. "Error! Hello, I didn't get to talk last time. What have you been up to?" She goes over to shine and looks at her pet

Core

Skink has grown quite a bit, he was the same size as Shine “Well, Ink has been complaining on how her game has become dull and needs some ‘spicing up’” Error shrugged. “ Whatever that means.”

ZM

"nothing good I'm sure" she looks around. "Where is she?"

Core

“She left a bit ago, said she’ll be back soon.” Error replied. (2 turns)

ZM

"uh huh," she gets a chill thinking something is going to happen. She looks to shatter.

Core

Shatter seemed to have the same feeling as she looked around. 

ZM

sense she's right by shine all she does kinda go closer to her in a protective mannor

Core

The ground spiked up, hitting Shatter directly in her soulstone.

ZM

chara sees shatters soul stone break. "INK ALL OF YOUR STUPID IDEAS MEAN NOTHING AS LONG AS CAN RELOAD. SO THE JOKES ON YOU" she looks around for her

Core

Ink was on top of the roof. “Not if I overload your save file to now.” She said with a smirk as shatter turned to dust.

ZM

"Good luck trying you piece of sh**! Oh god I hate you! Void cult yeah right" chara climbs up to face her.

Ink paused for a moment. “Where did you learn that...”

ZM

"I thought you knew EVERYTHING." She sneers her eyes glowing

Core

“Not when I’ve been stuck here.”

ZM

"whatever I don't care about your excuses. I'm going to make you hurt, you're going to tell me about this cult. And then I'm bringing shatter back. " chara surrounded ink with red knives

Core

“I can bring her back, but not unless I get something in return.” Ink replied

ZM

"Like you need anything" the knives are right by her skin grazing her

Ink’s blood was black and reformed instantly into new skin. “Enterainment.”

ZM

"Maybe you should stop being a perv and mind your own business for once in your life" she makes the knifes cut back at her, they form jags more like a saw

She saws through inks arm only for it to slowly reform. "Error wanna help me out?"

Core

“Kid, I’ve tried, she doesn’t feel pain unless she gets burns.” Error said.

ZM

"Like, actual burns or chemical burns?"

Core

Ink signaled for Error to be quiet

ZM

"You can speak errz, she doesn't own you."

ZM

( did killer follow or is she still back at the other place)

Core

(She stayed back.) “Yeah but she can certainly kick my ass.” Error responded, remembering last time She got in the way of one of Ink’s games

(I am just now realizing how much Ink is like the other mother from coralline)

ZM

(Yeah that sounds about right) 'I'm surrounded by cowards.' She looks upset. 'Its around this time I wish I was bigger and or could teleport' she tries to tackle ink off the roof anyway with the use of orange magic

Below is a shallow lake so that would answer her question of water Resistance

Core

Ink turned to liquid, dodging.

ZM

chara checks ink

Core

(Endurance 10/10 Speed 9/10 Physical attack 1/10 Special attack 9.5/10 Physical Defense 7/10 Special Defense 9.5/ 10)

ZM

chara puts up a ring of fire around ink

Core

Ink looked at this. “Really?”

ZM

All I can picture is chara saying "go ride a rollercoaster" all angry like in that balloon shop video

ZM

"Just because you're op as fu** doesn't mean you have to make fun of me!" She waves her arms

Core

Ink looked at Chara before her eyes flared and the flames went out.

ZM

"You know, I say 'I hate you' a lot but for you I really mean it." She shoots forward and slashes into her ink that just moves out of the way. "Help me error damn it!"

Core

“Again, I know better than to do that.” Error said. “Yeah? But I don’t!” Shade hissed climbing up.

ZM

chara's pretty shocked that shade wants to help. "Well, ah gee. Thanks kid,"

Core

Ink turned to Shade, a slight glare on her face.

ZM

Chara wonders if she were to fuse with shade and then go back in time if she could revert it. 

Core

 Shade shot towards Ink, who turned to liquid to dodge.

ZM

chara goes in from the other side trying to leave her no where to go.

Ink went in between Chara’s legs and reformed behind her.

ZM

 Chara sighs. And turns to her. "Why did you do it. She's my friend, how is this fun to you!" she looks like she actually might cry.

Core

“Because, it’s illogical.”

ZM

"fun has NOTHING to do with logic. What world are you living in? Why hasn't the protesters of these world's come to destroy you? I've never been justice oriented but you don't deserve to live." She's been attacking her the whole time getting no where

Core

Ink grabbed Chara’s throat. “You can’t kill something that wasn’t truly alive to begin with.”

ZM

Chara struggles kicking and clawing at in not being able to breathe.

Core

Ink then dropped her, not going to kill Chara yet

ZM

Chara catches her breath rubbing her throat. She looks over to shade tiredly

Core

Shade was slipping off the roof.

ZM

she growls and looks up at ink. "What do you want."

Core

“I already told you, entertainment, you play my game, I bring your friend back.”

ZM

 she rolls her eyes and sits down loosing her balance "What does that entail?" She mummbles

Core

“You can continue your little journey, but...” she thought for a moment. “You are to kill all fusions.”

ZM

"That's stupid."

Core

“Think of it as a challenge, 18 fusions, for the eighteen pieces.”

ZM

She growls "That's nothing but a waste of life. Especially sense the fusions I've met aren't even hostile." She pulls up her save file "I'm not playing your game." She thinks of a few minutes ago and starts to try to jump back.

Core

Ink smiled. “I must say, I am impressed.”

ZM

She gives her a side glance as if telling her to go on

Core

“I’ll bring her back. In due time of course, but you do have my word on that.” Ink said.

ZM

"I take your promises as well as I take asy's as to say not at all. But I do want to know what you're impressed by? I'm groveling at your damn feet"

Core

“That you refused my offer, most versions of yourself jump at the idea of a mass genocide.” Ink said.

ZM

"Ah I see, I take pleasure in making those hurt who deserve it. I'm no sociopath. Like you." She puts a hand over the reset button. "See ya on the other side freak." She salutes and pushes it.

Core

She was when they came out of the portal. “I’m not a coward.” Killer hissed.

ZM

"So you say killz, so you say." She grabs shatter's hoodie stopping her from going in the portal

Core

Shatter flinched. “Woah what’s wrong?” “So now you know why I’m not going?” Killer said in a snarky tone

ZM

"You could say that. Okay let's make this simple." She pulls shatter all the way back. "Im going to say a quick bye to the kits, and you open the portal back up after I'm done alright? Just stay here. "

Core

“Ok, will do.” Shatter said, still confused. Ink watched from the roof. “You know, resets are such a pain, ruin so much planning.”

ZM

Chara's through the portal and it shut, she glares up at ink for a moment before saying "Don't talk to me." Putting up a hand and going over to shade

Core

“About time you came back!” He said.

ZM

"Yeeeeeah about that..." she rubs the back of her head trying to think how to say it. "The thing is we're planing on keeping you two with... well with error." She looks to error " you can baby sit right?" She says with pleading eyes

Core

“I have been... I’m not there mother, don’t wanna be either.” Error replies not looking up. “Come on Error. I think it will do you some good.” Ink added. “No way Ink, kits are grabby, and thanks to you, I can’t handle that.” Error hissed softly 

ZM

"I-... I don't even want to know what you mean by that." She shakes her head. "But thank you error, you're a life saver. I'll find. Someone else I guess."

Core

“Yeah, whatever.” (Yeah, ink hurt Error the last time she intervened in one of her games, so much so that Error has ptsd from it.)

ZM

he calls to shine. "Hey kid get over here!" Back to error. "You should get away from ink. She's nothing but a head ache and you know it"

Core

Shine ran on over. “Easy for you to say, you don’t have to clean up after her.” Error said

ZM

"Maybe if you stop giving her attention she'll take a hint that EVERYONE HATES HER" she turns to ink at the last word. She gives shine a hug when she makes it over.

Core

Shine actually started purring softly when she got hugged, extremely happy to have affection. “So? What if they do? Won’t change much.” Ink said

ZM

"Being liked is more enjoyable than anything in the multiverse. Of course you'll never know that." She pats shines head and walks over to where the portal was. "Shatter I'm ready!" She has no clue how shatter's powers work so she just yells and hopes she heard.

Core

Shatter opened the portal. Error looked to Ink, thinking.

ZM

"Bye error, think about it, kay?" She smiles and gets the kits through the portal and follows.

Core

Shine was still nervous about Killer. Shade happily greeted Tonic.

ZM

Tonic looked ecstatic to see them. Chara claps once and says. "So! The whole void cult, ink knows about it. Also ink killed shatter. I feel that keeping the kits with us is kinda awash now. No one's going to be safer or in more trouble if they stay." She shrugs. "Or we could drop them off with nightmare."

Core

“Night would eat them within a week, on purpose or not.” Killer said.

ZM

"Oh yeah I forgot her weird eating problem..." she clicks her tounge. "Well kids what's your opinions?"

Core

“Can we stay with you?” Shine asked “What about that laughing lady?”

ZM

"What the hell is laughing lady?"

Core

(LJ) “No she was creepy!” Shine whined, hiding behind Chara.

ZM

"Oh LJ? Yeah that's not a bad idea"

Core

“Thank you.” Shade said. Shine whined softly

ZM

"Have a better idea kiddo?" She looked behind her to shine. "You don't want to stay with us we're not nice."

Core

“Yes I do...” shine mumbled

ZM

"What is it?"

Core

“I wanna stay with you guys!” Shine spoke up

ZM

"Yeah I heard you the first time. But we're going to be running around killing big groups of cults. I kinda don't want you there for that. Nor would skink."

Core

“Take me with you please!” Shine whined

ZM

"Pfff, why?"

Core

“B-because....I dunno!” Shine whined louder, clearly annoying Killer.

ZM

Chara noticed and lead shine a couple paces away from the group "Listen shine, you deserve to grow up having fun. You don't want to see me and killer mess up the universe and practically brainwash others."

Core

“But-But you are fun!” Shine said 

ZM

"HA fun? yeah no kiddo, you'll have a lot more fun without us. plus you have skink! you'll be fine"

Core

“B-But...” shine stuttered.

ZM

chara looks at shine quietly and then sighs. "we'll come see you later. alright?" 

Core

“Promise?” Shine asked.

ZM

"ehh. sure. as long as i'm not dead by than or something." she shrugs

Core

Shine then hugged Chara. “Okay, as long as you come back.”

(yeah i'm not great either. i'm going to put a couple pics here and i can only do it one at a time so sorry! if you have other ideas for some moves for frisk do tell)

ZM

chara hugs back. "heh, that's funny i thought you guys didn't like me very much

Core

“Shade doesn’t.” Shine said.

ZM

"do you know why?" she lets go and starts to head back over to the group.

Core

“Something about ‘irresponsible jerk’?”

ZM

"the irresponsible jerk being me? i don't get it." she cocks her head."

(for color changes you could have kris and chara and the vessel you make at the beginning of deltarune DANG it would be so cool)

Core

“Me neither.” Shine said. “I said put me down!” Shade hissed at Killer who was holding him up by his foot.

ZM

"i leave you for one second killer" she sighs jokingly. "put him down."

Core

“Not until he apologizes.” Killer hissed. “Never!” Shade hissed back

ZM

"what he do?"

Core

“Called me a ‘blind psycho bitch’.” Killer hissed.

ZM

chara shrugs "i thought you had thicker skin than that killz"

Core

“Oh can it.” Killer hissed. Lifting Shade higher off the ground.

ZM

"let's get the kits out of here before killer does something dumb." she tells shatter.

Core

Shatter’s eyes glowed purple as she freed Shade from Killer’s grip

ZM

"know what hold up, i wanna take them to that island and test out something if that's good with you guys." she stretches and starts picking various plants and putting them in her pockets.

Core

“What island? The one where we fought?” Shatter asked.”

ZM

"nah, the one with the waterfall we were just at"

Core

“Got ya.” Shatter said, opening a portal.

ZM

they go through and chara instantly turns to tonic. "okay!" she sits on the floor infront of them. tonic blinks confused. chara pulls out all of the plants and lays them out. "that thing we read about you said you were a support thing so i wanna see what you can do with dumb materials like these." "okay?" tonic says

Core

Shatter watched, actually interested in the experiment. 

ZM

chara gives tonic a stalk of grass seed, tonic absorbed it into their paws. tonic turns a light green shade and chara makes a grumpy face. "i don't want simple healing! i want some kind of resistance to lava and crud. i know you can do that, it said so." she shoves a few more twords tonic that they take, most of them deepen the shade. leaves and weeds. when tonic got to a mushroom it was different, a bit of blue magic went to tonic's core and stayed seprate from the green. (i must sleep, bye)

Core

Shatter thought for a moment. Before summoning an egg. “Try this.”

tonic had a little sigh not exactly enjoying the little experiment. the egg gave an indigo shade that stayed in their paws.

Core

It was the egg of a lava lizard, an aquatic creature that would dive into lava pools and turn the molten rock into armor. Shatter senses that he was uncomfortable. “You ok?”

ZM

the indigo had a tint of purple to it, almost like it didn't know what color it should be. tonic nods to shatter. "that might be what i'm looking for" chara says. "give me your hand" she grabs tonic's hand

Core

Shatter, just to make sure nothing went horribly wrong, turned into a lava lizard and went into the stream

 chara took off tonic's hand as they held up their arm to not let the liquid out. chara went over to look how shatter was doing holding the potion ready to try it out.

Core

Shatter nodded, the molten rock warming up her scales

ZM

chara drinks the potion and tosses the hand back to tonic. chara's skin glowed purple for a second and she went into the water. she felt perfectly fine. "haha! yess!!" she went to swim down trying to find an opening to the volcano; 

Core

Shatter was swimming much faster than Chara, and allowed her to hold onto her tail.

 she held on and the two of them swam under finding a crack where warm water was coming out of chara let go and started to move away some of the rocks around it.

Core

There was an air bubble, she could hear someone talking. “You feeling better now? Good, you had me worried.”

ZM

she gives a questioning look to shatter and tries to go closer

Core

Shatter broke some of the rocks to allow Chara to surface

ZM

she makes it into the area and shakes her hair and clings to a rock to keep her up. the person who was talking probably noticed her instantly.

The person was facing away, petting a phoenix

ZM

 "hey you, what you doing in here?" she asks. climbing on the rock.

Core

 The person turned to Chara. “Oh I was just helping Rodon here heal.” She said with a smile

ZM

"why are there people everywhere? i swear like what? or stars, whatever." she hops across the rocks over to where neon is. she slides over and pokes the phoenix

Core

“Well, I’m no star,” She said (with a 😅 face). The Phoenix squawked and nipped Chara’s finger.

ZM

chara moved before it could bite her. "alright, what are you?" she looks intrigued.

Core

“Well, a carbon life form, but Ink kinda made the whole, ‘carbon life forms are soulless and evil’ thing seem universal, or I guess multiuniversal.” She replied

ZM

"cool! you're like that jerk! you can tell me how to torcher her!" her eyes sparkle. "error's too chicken to tell." tonic was looking down into the water with the kits and sees shatter resurface.

Core

Shatter shook off the water, turning back into herself. “Well, that’s pretty mean....” the person said. “I don’t even know who you are.”

ZM

"where'd chara go?" tonic's confused. "does it really matter who i am? everyone knows she deserves it."

Core

“She found a pacifist star to chat with, she’ll be fine.” Shatter said. “Well...she can’t really help being the way she is.” The woman said

ZM

chara shakes her head confused. "excuse me? she killed my friend to 'spice things up'. SHE CAN'T EVEN ENJOY a story so she's doing this for no reason. she's the worst thing in existence!"

Core

“Woah, woah, ok, ok. Sorry, I didn’t know that.” The woman said

ZM

"yeah," she folds her arms. "care to share now? i'd be quite grateful." tonic nods and looks to the kits. "do you want to try going in the water?" the bit of potion still off their arm no sure what to do with it.

Core

“Water, it burns carbon, it’s a chemical reaction, hydrogen burns carbon.” The person said. “Me!” Shine cheered.

ZM

tonic happily handed it over to shine. "i was actually thinking about that thank you. too bad she's so hard to pin down in anyway." she pauses. "is this phoenix yours?"

Core

Shine drank it. “Well, I can actually help on that.” The person said. “And no, rodon lives here.”

ZM

"woah really? you'll help? you just said you don't even know me."

Core

“Well, unlike Ink, I’m not soulless. It’s called sympathy.” The person said. “My name’s Neon by the way.”

ZM

"well damn, alright i won't complain. i'm chara." she kinda feels bad she didn't specifically say that her friend isn't dead anymore but... eh.

Core

Neon smiled and climbed out of the volcano, the lava not harming her

ZM

chara not willing to get burned to death doesn't risk going the way neon did and swims up the almost boiling water back to the rest of them. "guys! we've got help!"

Core

“Really?” Shade asked. Shine was splashing and playing in the water

ZM

"yeah she'll get around her soon i assume. she's a carbon 'star' just like ink and she said she'll help us break her."

Core

“And why should we trust her?” Killer hissed. “Because I’m not like Ink.” Neon said.

ZM

"you don't trust anyone killz. you're right we'll keep an eye on her but be positive! cool things could happen with her help"

Core

“I understand your mistrust, but don’t worry.” Neon smiled. Shine yelped and went out of the water as the potion wore off.

( here's a bad idea, swap ink that has too many emotions and has to drink acetone a lot to make them less extreme.) tonic went over to shine "are you alright?" chara nods. "yeah killer don't worry! okay so ink says she's always listening or whatever so the only way that i can even think of finding her is to specifically ask her to come here. so i'm asking. currently." she shrugs knowing it's not going to be that easy.

Core

“Burn...” shine whined. “Yeah not that easy.” Neon shrugged, “she doesn’t literally always watch, she listens to the creators, who are currently rambling about another version of Ink.”

ZM

"i can help you with that, no worries." tonic starts to heal her up ('they're currently rambling about another version of ink, lol i don't know why that's funny to me) "oh" chara says. "wait how do you know that?"

Core

Shine had burns on her legs. (Because it’s what we were doing) “I can hear them too.” Neon explained.

ZM

( that's what I mean! It shouldn't be funny! ) "uh huh... can you like... ask them to shove ink over to us?" Tonic fishes healing and shines legs feel better than ever.

Core

“You two heard Chara, are you gonna make it that easy?” Neon asked seemingly no one. (Which Ink? 😈) “My creator asks ‘which ink’” Neon sighed. “She never makes things easy.”

ZM

( Lol this is so weird, HI NEON) "... know what. I don't trust them at all maybe we should forget them." "You know which ink" she rolls her eyes

Core

“You’re creator calls my ability weird and says hi to me.” Neon explained. “Hello, Zora.” Shatter sighed. “Can I use you as a link to find Ink?”

ZM

Chara's just confused

Core

“Sure you can try.” Neon shrugged as Shatter’s eyes turned purple.

ZM

Tonic trots over to shatter

Core

(is that so?) “She’s at the marble ruins?” Shatter said with a questioning tone

ZM

tonic seems to know that place and looks at their watch thing which hasn't done anything resently

Core

Killer seemed suspicious. “Can’t be that easy.” “Lotus is there...” shatter sighed. “That sounds about right.” The watch was on Draco. 

ZM

Chara cocks her head. "Well let's go!"

Core

Shatter sighed and made a portal

Core

ZM

they get to the marble ruins where lotus is. chara slides up next to her and greets her. "hello! where's that jerk ink!"

Core

She slid next to a teen in a black cloak. “What the hell are you planning to prank us with this time?” Lotus asked in a bored tone. “Hey Lotus! There was some bu-.....” another chars yelled as they rounded the corner.

ZM

"ooo hey a me!" she hops up and down. "HI!"

Core

Lotus looked at them both, her eyes glowing. “Ok, that makes sense.” She said, before going back to tending to the plants. “Uhhhhh... ok, this is weird.” The other Chara said(let’s call him oc for now)

ZM

 "well get used to it, there's a lot more weird where i came from." tonic joins them and so do the kits "but sieriously. i assume you're lotus? shatter was talking about you and I NEED to see ink asap."

Core

“I know already, and I can’t detect ink, she has no soul. I can see people for what they truly are, and see how long they are supposed to live for.” Lotus explained, her voice lacking much emotion. OC huffed. “Yeah, it sucks because you have destroyed three of my hosts, THREE!”

ZM

"pff, sucks for you." turning her attention to lotus "yeah? that's pretty fancy... know what hold on-" chara goes and grabs killer's arm. "tell me about her if you'd be nice."

“Why just tell you when I can show you?” Lotus suggested with a sigh, her eyes glowing as a silhouette off a creature formed around Killer. Inside of that silhouette was one of a girl who seemed to be crying. Killer herself seemed in a trance when Lotus was doing this. “Another corrupted soul... so cool.” OC said with a smile. (Creature in picture)

ZM

"that's not 'cool' that's my friend ya jerk." she sighs. "is there anything i can do to help her?"

Core

“Well, see the lighter part, the girl? That’s her true self, it’s just hidden. She had done this to herself.” Lotus’s eyes stopped glowing, Killer shook her head as the silhouettes disappeared. “They are when ya get to see them fight, so gory.” OC smiled.

ZM

chara glares at oc "... i don't like you." she looks a lotus. "even if she did do this to herself can't i help?"

Core

“You won’t be the last.” OC smiled. “Well yes, there are some traditions to ‘cleanse’ a soul of such corruption, but that would change the person you know.” Lotus explained, before a familiar face showed up; Papercut. “Hey, Lotus, you have the new knife I left here?” She said, yawning like she had just gotten up.

ZM

chara wasn't thrilled to see papercut not wantting to get into a fight with her knowing she'd loose. "i don't want to just 'fix her' i want her to just feel better."

Core

“Have you asked her what she wants?” Lotus asked.

ZM

"i meannnn, not really?"

Core

Neon wandered off, catching Shade’s attention. Shine was nervous. “And I left your knife in that old shop, with the pink roses.” Lotus told Papercut. “Thanks.” Papercut said leaving

ZM

"well aren't you popular." she turns to killer. "well? what do you what?"

Core

“I’ve told you before, I’m fine like this.” Killer said. (A Corrupted shell can also be used to as a safety shell, it makes the host feel protected)

ZM

(got ya) chara stares her down. "i don't think i believe you."

Core

Shatter sighed, looking around. “Believe me or not, it doesn’t change how I feel.” Killer said bluntly.

ZM

chara clicks her tongue. "whatever." back to lotus. "so you said you don't know where ink is?"

Core

“I do.” Oc said, “I pranked her this morning.” He laughed. “It was awesome!”

ZM

"would ya show us?" tonic tapped her foot thinking she should follow neon and so she does that.

Core

Neon was looking around, walking into one of the ruins, “there you are.” She said, finding Ink. “Well I can’t leave until I heal, now can I?” Ink replied her wing was all burnt up, “She went into one of the buildings, I burnt up her whole wing, it was epic.” Oc smiled. (Oc is my headcanon of Chara btw)

ZM

(yee i was assuming that) tonic has the instant urge to heal ink but they refrain. "well damn i guess we better get going before she heals. why are you stronger than me! that's not fair!" she pushes oc forward wanting him to lead to the place

ZM

(you should tell me how oc looks >:3 )

Core

(Well He is after a Genocide timeline, he’s tall, slim build. Massey hair that almost covers his eyes, which are blood red.) Neon sighed. “Well, I can’t say you didn’t deserve it.” OC chuckled, leading them to some of the buildings, looking in each one.

ZM

chara follows, looking back at her group noticing two are gone. "shade where'd those two go?"

(dang it all. i don't even know this kid and i already picked a song for him)

ZM

(i take it back, he's toby)

(i don't know how to express how much i love your ink. she is gorgeous. in fact .... lol. i made a star that's infatuated with her and follows her around.)

Core

(Shine was the one who stayed, and he has a striped shirt with 2 or three stripes, and he is around 6’1” so tall boy.) Shine shook her head. “T-they followed Neon.” “I walk through a doorway and get water dunked on me, yeah I deserve that.” Ink replied “No, it’s a result for messing with this stories flow, your not linked to the creator like the rest of us, so you can affect the flow in ways she doesn’t like.” Neon explained (Actually in the church they talked about expectations, so maybe I should tell you mine about you?)

ZM

tonic nods accepting neon's explanation. chara groans. "well which way?"

Core

Shine pointed to the building.

ZM

chara goes to that building "ah there you all are!" ?? "why are you talking to her neon?"

Core

“Kept her from fleeing, did it not?

ZM

"suppose so." chara throws a knife at her other wing. tonic stepped aside not wanting to watch a torture session.

Core

Ink hissed at this, the wing raw and burnt from OC’s prank.

ZM

Chara throws some purple webs down wrapping Ink up "so so so. Do you feel guilty for any thing you've done?" Under her breath. "Dang it I'm starting to sound like sans"

Core

 “No, of course not, I cannot feel guilty in the first place.” Ink hissed, Shine whined slightlyz

ZM

She goes close to ink and summons an ax. "I'm going to MAKE you feel guilty. You're not above conciquences and I'm going to prove to you that exact fact." She slams the ax ink her leg

ZM

(Into her leg)

Core

“Not gonna happen.” Ink hissed breaking some of the webs and reaching to Chara, she just needed to consume some carbon to get back to full health

ZM

Chara growls and a starts attaking somewhat wildly and signals to tonic who shakes their head not wanting to do what chara asked them to before but after chara threw a knife at tonic as a warning they gave up and used about half of the liquid inside them to cover ink, it basically would react like water.

Core

Ink screeched at this, burning up.

ZM

"that's what you should feel like constantly! You deserve it!" This time as she couldn't move she cut off her boiling leg successfully.

Core

Ink grabbed Chara’s arm her hand almost bone. She pulled Chara in

ZM

Chara tried to form a knife but her magic is low so she trys to claw her hand away from ink

ZM

Around that time a glitchy portal appeared with a defending pop (get ready, template gets annoying, also ink knows template plenty well.)

Core

(Ok, gotcha.) Ink scratched Chara’s arm using the carbon in her blood to heal

ZM

Chara kicks her in the gut managing to get away as ink’s hand snapped off of her arm turning into ink and falling on the ground. Chara whines for someone to help her with ink. Neon, shatter, killer she doesn't care but she needs to get this done before she heals all the way

Core

Neon wasn’t completely okay with the idea, and actually wanted Ink to heal. Shatter felt similar, seeing this as going to far. Killer hated Ink, so gladly joined in with her knife.

ZM

The two of them work on that until chara gets hit in the head and falls to the floor, template was invisible and tried to nullify killer as well.

ZM

Chara tries to get up but passes out

Core

Killer went numb, backing up. Ink’s skeleton was made of diamond like material

ZM

"ink! Oh my god are you alright?!" Template kneels by her though he doesn't have anyway to heal her. "

Core

“I’ll be fine, just need carbon.” Ink said, digging up some carbon from the rocks, using it to remake her body. “Good to see your finally back.”

ZM

"Seems I can't leave you alone for a second anymore!" He growls at killer and tonic who were the closest. Tonic backed away to shatter. "What's wrong with you all?! Leave ink alone!"

Core

“Technically you have been gone for 7 months.” Ink replied. Killer shook off the numb, hissing back. “And why are you defending the squid?!”

ZM

"I cant keep track if time." To killer "Because she didn't do anything to you! She's my ma- my friend. She's my friend." (He was gonna say mate but they're not.)

Core

“Friend?” Killer started laughing

ZM

Template had blush roll over him as he's easily flustered. "Yes. Now get lost unless you want your soul stone shattered."

Chara slowly shook off the bludgeoning she just got and looked at the new star. Chara’s livid as ink is no longer basically only a skeleton. She splashes the water on the floor at ink and slides over to get another hit in. Template stomps down on charas hand and kicks her away to neon.

Core

“Is that a challenge?” Killer hissed before seeing Template attack Chara, she then lashed out, actually trying to bite him. Neon caught Chara, her palms burning at the water.

ZM

Template made killer's soul stone indigo and increased the gravity on her. She's pretty resilient to his attack as she's right by his neck as he guards himself with his arms he pulls at her hair with the arm not pushing her away.

Core

Killer landed a bite, the black dripping from her eyes getting into the wound as she released.

ZM

Chara shook her hand as it almost feels broken. She grimaces and gets away from neon noticing the burns. Template is very defencive but every move he makes he does get weaker. "Toxins. The way of the coward" he states and pulls her down to the ground deforming her soul a little.

Core

“No, the way of brain over brawn.” Killer hissed, resisting as much as she could

ZM

He rolls his eyes and the gravity gets stronger as his hatered slowly grows. "Are we going to have a problem or will you leave my friend alone?" The ground cracks under killer.

Core

“As long as you leave Chara alone...” Killer hissed, cracking under pressure

ZM

The pressure was released seemingly agreeing to killers demand. he went back over to ink and sat by her.

Core

Ink looked at Template. “You sure do know how to make situations interesting.”

ZM

he blushes and looks away shyly "Heheh, I try."

Core

Killer looked at Chara, “You ok?”

ZM

Chara lifted her hand to show killer, it was mangled and a purple shade. "That felt really good." She says sarcasticly.

It kinda flops over grossly. "I don't have enough dt. Someone wants make me a save star?"

Core

 “Sh*t, yeah I know that feeling.” Killer cringed. “Neon, can you repair it?” Killer asked. “Yes, yes of course.” Neon said, fixing the hand. “Although that variant may be troublesome.” Ink hissed softly.

ZM

Chara didn't like the feeling of the healing as her hand was pretty numb before and now the pain is in the main dealing she makes groans and bites her arm to keep her from screaming. "Do you mean the killer or chara variant?" He asks quietly.

Core

“I mean Neon.” Ink replied, watching her heal.

ZM

"...perhaps." he watches as well. " do you want to stay here to watch or do you want me to take you somewhere to heal? " "I can keep an eye on them if you like."

Core

“It would be appreciated if you keep watch while I heal.” Ink said to Template

ZM

He nods. "Will do." Chara snaps "ARE YOU DONE YET" as she holds back tears

Core

Ink turned into a liquid and fled. “And done. Sorry hands are complex...” Neon replied

ZM

Chara pulls her hand away as the pain stops. "It's fine.. thank you."

(Can I just say it's so precious how killer cares for chara ;u; what a good girl)

Core

(If she heard you say that...) “Ok, good. I was worried.”

ZM

( BUT SHE'S SO CUTE! SHE MUST KNOW!) she looks at neon not sure how to read her. "Why didn't you help just now with ink? And you shatter? You guys just stood there!"

Core

“Ink isn’t that much different than me, so it’s... unnerving to say the least.”

ZM

"What about you shatter?"

Core

“Honestly my reasoning is stupid, sorry.”

ZM

"I still wanna hear it."

Core

“Something told me not to.” Shatter explained

ZM

"... huh?" Chara doesn't get it at all. "You're kidding right?"

Core

“No, told you it was stupid.”

ZM

"What told you? I don't get it."

Core

“My gut.” Shatter said. “Always good to listen to that, Papercut said, coming over to see what was happening

ZM

"Well my gut tells me that my friends probably should have helped more than they did." She stands glancing to template. "Now we have to find her again." She looks to papercut, "not that I mind but I also kind of do, what do you want? Frankly you're creeping me out."

Core

“Nothing much, just waiting for Rotten to show up.” Papercut smiles.

ZM

"Uh-huh... Alright so here's the question for shatter and neon. If we find ink again will you help or not. We shouldn't waste our time with it if we'll just get a repeat of what just happened. I'd much rather level up with the kits."

Core

Neon shook her head. “I will.” Shatter nodded

ZM

"Kay~" she stands "i'ma go see if I can find lotus again. Killz would LJ or one of your other friends like to try out that cleansing ritchual or are they all happy how they are like you?"

Core

“Probably Nightmare.” Killer said.

ZM

"Cool. Shall we than?" She grins "maybe she'll give us something for our efforts. Like watching the kits haha." She looks around trying to find oc

Core

OC was sparing with Rurik. “Yeah, I can teleport us.” Killer said

ZM

"Thank you, you're a life saver Yuma." She grins and walks through the portal. Template followed like he said he would from a desent distance.

Core

Killer took them to Nightmare who was asleep again

ZM

"Nightmare!hey boss! We got some cool news!" She shouts up at her.

Core

Nightmare opened her eye. “Yeah? What’s up?” She yawned

ZM

Chara climbs the tree quickly and sits on a branch. "We met a star that can clear you from your corruption! How cool is that!"

Core

Nightmare sat up quickly. “What?”

ZM

"You heard me"

Core

“Where.” Nightmare said sternly

ZM

She looks back down. "Killer, doll, mind taking us back?" She hops down the tree.

Core

“I’m not a doll.” Killer said, before teleporting them all back

ZM

Chara snickers and they're back at lotus. "It's her, she'll help you."

ZM

Template is starting to get impatient, he wants to see if inks healing alright but he knows she'd be mad at him if he just left. So instead he taps his foot and draws in the sand with a stick.

Core

Nightmare went up to Lotus. “You really can help me get rid of... this?” Nightmare asked. Lotus nodded

ZM

(so i totally don't remember what nightmare said happened to her sister, want to remind me?) tonic hopped over interested to see the process

Core

(Well Dream helped save a human child from falling off a cliff, when the father saw this he thought Dream was trying to hurt the child and pushed her. Her impact on the rocks below broke her soul stone.) Lotus’s eyes glowed as she revealed Nightmare’s ‘true self’. Much like Killer, a corrupted shell, a sad center.

ZM

( well gee that's sad.) template is disturbed by the corruption and he kinda scowls in their direction

Core

Lotus then summoned her scythe, carvings of a rose vine was in the handle.

ZM

the watchers stay silent at the anticipation

Core

Lotus slashed through the corrupted shell, Nightmare’s coating cracked and fell off as pieces. Her real self had night black hair and deep violet eyes,

ZM

tonic takes some of the shell that was dropped. chara goes closer to night inspecting her. "how you feel boss?"

Core

Nightmare looked over, before looking at her hands, “a-amazing... I’m... me again.” She smiled

ZM

chara grins back happy that she's pleased. "pretty cool lotus. pretty cool indeed."

Core

Nightmare stretched back, hissing since there was still pain, but was still happy.

ZM

"where'd you learn how to do that?" she asks

Core

“Well, I’m a reaper, so I just reaped the corrupted part of the soul.” Lotus shrugged. 

ZM

"that's really strange. but hey i guess it works!"

ZM

"so night." she's obviously expecting nighmare to do what she asks. "sense we oh so kindly led you to this little reaper and now your feeling good how about you watch the kits?"

 “I can also control souls, including lost ones.” Lotus said

ZM

"oh yeah?" chara being herself instantly wants this power. she makes a scythe. it gets a black hue that radiates off it. simmilar to what lotus's had.

Core

Lotus’s scythe glowed a soft red. “The scythe isn’t the source of my power, kid.”

ZM

(idk if you missed it but chara asked night to baby sit the kits) "well duh." chara says. "ya gotta start somewhere. here let me see..." she spins it and tries to get the shade lotus's magic is.

Core

(Oh I did miss it, Nightmare accepted) “It’s all about the main slash, you need to use your entire upper body.” Lotus instructed

ZM

"similar to an ax i assume?" she does her best slash she could manage.

Core

“Not exactly, you curve more.” Lotus explained.

ZM

"curve more. got it." she holds the sythe back far behind her and leans into the swing. "hows that?" "not to disturb your lesson chara.. but shouldn't we go find ink?" tonic says as they absorb the shell.

Core

Neon thought for a moment, as if listening. (Skull lagoon, 😈) Shatter agreed with Tonic.

ZM

template didn't like the sound of that and instantly goes to the little cave behind a wall of vines that ink was resting in. "but this is fun!" she whines. she sighs "but you're right. this is time sensitive. let's go." she says unhappily. "you two are staying with nightmare." talking to the kits.

Core

“Ok!” Shine smiled. Ink was almost back to her full game. “They are at the skull lagoon.” Neon told the others

ZM

"you're handy." she says to neon. "glad you stuck around" template portaled a little bit away from ink as to not hurt her ears with the pop his portals make. he moves the vines away and is relived to see she's looking alright. "they're on their way. apparently the little agreement we had didn't last long."

Core

“That makes two of us.” Neon smiled. “It’s fine, the soil here is high in carbon,” Ink responded, absorbing just a bit more.

[mangotexts]

no, no one tagged me and yes i am still doing this because i can

1. It’s your birthday! What did you ask for and did you receive it?

I legit have a list of gifts I want and will hopefully buy for myself but usually I dont receive them and since my parents and my one friend are the only ones who buy me gifts the odds arent too high lol

2. What was the last song or album you listened to?

Ending EP by June go listen to PLT you cowards

3. What is your go to snack when you’re hungry or bored?

anything thats available for eating :)

4. What is your morning routine?

wake up, wash my face and brush my teeth, have breakfast, go back to bed

5. What mythical/cryptid creature would you be?

i honestly dont know but according to the buzzfeed quiz i did, im an elf or a dragon there were two different quizzes

6. How do you interact with someone that you don’t like?

i dont, and if i have to i usually make it pretty obvious i dont like them

7. How do you define a toxic person?

someone who doesnt act like who they actually are, like people who fake being nice. i also think people who act like they know everything are really toxic as well

8. Have you ever been to a concert or fanmeet type of event? If not, would you want to?

if a free mini concert organized by the cultural center counts then yes i have been to a snuper concert but nothing else :((

9. Do you believe in astrology? Why or why not?

i do!! but only the personality side of it and even then, i hate it when people blame their actions on their sign, i dont believe the daily readings and such tho, those are stupid

10. If you had only one sense (hearing, touch, sight, etc.), which would you want?

hearing, i can not live without music

11. Who is your favorite celebrity or idol?

im in love with more people than i can count this isnt a fair question

12. If you could talk to your favorite celebrity(s) for a limited time, what would you tell them?

that they made my life worth living and that they are so much more amazing than they think, i would tell them how much they impacted so many people’s lives and i would point out every single thing i like about them so they can learn to appreciate themselves as much as i do

13. I’m taking you out on a date and it’s your choice. Where are we going and what are we going to do?

arcade/amusement park we will have the most fun we’ve ever had in our lives alternatively take me out to stargazing and just softly play music because im a sucker for that

14. Do you like sweet or savory foods?

i like anything that is considered food but if i had to pick, sweet

15. Do you have any band merchandise or merchandise from any of your favorite artists? If so, what?

i have all ateez albums and i am 77% done with my ateez photocard collection i collect ot8 rip and i also have their fanclub kit, lightstick and two of their official hoodies

tagging my lovely moots @vvshere @barnesbabee @littlerainpoet @neocitybynight @lilhwahwa and anyone who wants to do it 💕

[jamesdeerest]

just let me in

PAIRING: sirius black x reader

REQUEST: anon asked “Hi can you write a Sirius one shot where he gets upset bc his gf is close to that boy with a perfect life and he feels so insecure, he feels that the dude is perfect for R (the kind of joyful, always laughing girl) and so he thinks he’s holding her with his problems and she notices smth is wrong but she thinks he doesn’t want to talk about it but then she sees he starts being colder and when she confronts him about it, it explodes in an angsty fight where he tells her everything and  when she understands she comforts him and it’s just fluffy and all Sorry if it’s really detailed... Thank you!💗”

WORD COUNT: 983

WARNINGS: its angstttt boi have u seen the titleee also innuendos and swearing, use of the word whore

NOTES: im slowly workin thru my requests and they will be open soooonn. also if i had to recommend a song for this it would be happier by bastille & marshmello aannghghg this is shorrttt

“Shut up, Michael!”

Sirius eyed the two of you from across the Great Hall, the two being Michael Woods, the most popular guy in the year, and you, who was laughing your head off. You, also Sirius’ girlfriend of six months. 

Remus nudged him, eyebrow raised. “Who pissed you off? You look like Snivellus.” Sirius gasped, shoving him. “How dare you, Moony?! I’ll have you know I actually wash.” Remus snorted. 

“Seriously though, mate, you alright? You look like you’re back in third year when you had your ‘broody Sirius’ phase.” Sirius rolled his eyes, grabbing a sausage off Remus’ plate. 

“Yeah, m’ fine. Just a bit tired.” Remus nodded, going back to his potatoes, as Sirius went back to staring over, frowning as he saw Michael hug you, before walking over. He smiled as you approached, pulling you onto his lap as you kissed his cheek. James rolled his eyes, retching. “Is that allowed? Is that allowed?” You grabbed a sausage and lobbed it at him, laughing when he caught it in his mouth. Sirius gasped. “Hey! That was my sausage!” James winked at him as he ate it, swallowing. “I’m sorry for eating your sausage, Siripoo. It’s just so tasty! Right, Y/N?”

“Oh piss off, James.” you said, leaning forward smirking. “Remember, we only talk about Siripoo’s sausage in private, Jamesy.” He nodded knowingly, whispering ‘later’ before becoming distracted as Lily sat next to him.

Sirius laughed. “You two are mental, you know?” You grinned, pecking his cheek. “We know.”

And that’s where it started to go wrong. Whenever Sirius saw you and Michael together, thoughts started running through his head- which wasn’t helped by the fact that some third-year asked him if you were still together. If he saw you by yourself, fear took over his mind: if he approached you, were you going to break up with him? He had heard people talking even before you and Sirius got together how ‘Y/N and Michael would be the cutest couple’. Thinking about it, he could picture you two together. You would be so much happier with him, wouldn’t you? No more late nights comforting Sirius over his fucking family issues, no more basically being his therapist, no more crying...

Sirius didn’t want to lose you, but he couldn’t keep being so selfish. And besides, it was basically happening anyways- he didn’t miss those longing glances. When was the last time he even saw you without Michael? Resentment swirled in him- sure, Sirius was a mess, but you could at least let him off easy, instead of going behind his back- who was he kidding. It was right in front of him. This wasn’t fair on him, or you. New determination sprung up in him, and he steeled himself for what was to come- what he had to do. For both of you.

For the next few days, Sirius tried to talk to you, but it was never the right moment. That Wednesday after classes, however, you approached him, a questioning look on your face.

“Hey Sirius, are you alright? I feel like we haven’t talked in ages.” you said, leaning into kiss him. He turned so your lips landed on his cheek, and you pulled back, shocked. “What’s wrong?” Sirius sighed, jaw clenched. “We need to talk. In private.” 

Your heart sank; that never meant well. You nodded, and followed him to the Gryffindor common room, heading up to his dorm. You sat down on his unmade bed, fisting the duvet. “What’s up?” 

Sirius laughed bitterly. “What’s up? I don’t know, why don’t you ask Michael.” 

You raised your eyebrows, looking at him in disbelief. “I’m sorry, what?”

Sirius smirked, his eyes cold. “I said, why don’t you ask Michael. I mean, you two seem to be awfully close, don’t you think?” Your mouth fell open in shock, before you composed yourself.

“Well, what do you think?” Sirius laughed again, pacing around the room. “What do I think, what do I think... let’s see.” He stopped. “I think you’re fucking him behind my back, and you’re too much of a coward to admit it. I think you’re a disgusting whore. Do you want me to continue?”

You gasped, indignation coursing through your veins. “How dare you?! Do you really think that low of me, that I’d do that? Is that what you think of me?!” 

Sirius stared challenging at you, silent. You scoffed, each harsh word another tear ready to fall. “Here’s what I think of you, Sirius Orion Black. I think you’re an insecure little boy who can’t accept that someone loves him. Well, congratulations! You pushed me away, when all I wanted was for you to let me in. I hope you’re happy, Sirius, I really do. God knows your parents will be, oh yes, they’ll be ecstatic that their son isn’t dating a fucking blood-traitor anymore. That’ll be a nice thing to tell them in the summer holidays, won’t it? Maybe you can stop being the family disappointment now.” 

You regretted the words as soon as you said them, Sirius’ piercing look of utter betrayal sending waves of self-loathing through you. Before you could take it back, Sirius swallowed and forced a grin, trying to mask the pain. “We can only hope. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to go tell Marlene that I’m finally single. Goodbye, L/N.” Your previous guilt was overwhelmed by hurt, sharpening your words. “Never talk to me again.”

“My pleasure.” Sirius spat, before turning and storming out, leaving you staring at the door, before sobs overtook you. You crumpled, clutching Sirius’ duvet to you, tears wracking your body. Finally, you fell asleep, your aching eyes closing. That was how Remus had found you, and he pulled a blanket over you, moving you to his bed and placing a bar of chocolate beside you. Maybe some things just weren’t meant to be.

 i think im gonna do a part 2, not sure though. lmk if u want one :) 

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Two

Edit: tumblr didnt post my edits from my original post (like you know when you save something as a draft and go oh wait there are some errors like no header and awkward phrasing lemme fix them) so im gonna repost this eventually but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Edit 2: tumblr sucks and never lets me put the thing so... This is for the anon who requested a fic of touch starved clark and conner with the prompts 'nobodys ever done that to me before' and 'i just want to be held' sorry it got angstier then i ment it to.... hope you like hurt comfort

Clark hovered awkwardly outside the door to conners room. He was nervous about seeing the teen with everything between them and what he wanted to ask him.

He took a breath. Conner almost certainly knew he was there already. But that didnt matter.

Ma always said that manners matter

He knocked.

From inside came a muffled, annoyed, and clipped

"What is it clark?"

Taking that as the best invitation he was going to get he opened the door and went in.

He looked at conner. The kid was on his bed, facedown on top of the covers like an angsty teen in a movie.

Clark thought he looked too small for the position he was in. Like he was waiting for some blow that was going to take a part of him with it to land... or like it already had and he was cradling a hole

Clark shook off the disturbing thought and steeled himself. He swiftly walked to Conner's bedside, and said, eloquently,

"Well. I... you see...... uh... lois- i mean to say..... uhh"

Lord this was already going to hell in a handbasket.

Conner turned his head enough to raise one eyebrow

"What the hell was that?"

He sat down a respectful distance away (as far away as he could) and tried again

"Hmm... you see i uhh- hmm you know how uhh.... things umm. Sometimes.... uhh"

Conner slowly turned his head the rest of the way to clark, confusion now written in every line in his body. great.

Clarks back bowed fast. Like his head gained 20 pounds in a half a second, his arms planted themselves on his knees and he gave up trying... he'd try again some other day. Maybe tomorrow. Or maybe lois should do it.... Kal-el you coward.

"I... i dont know, ive got nothing."

But now he was scrambling, he needed a reason for being here. And what came out was;

"Ma told me shes uhh, seen you acting in a... less than..... ideal...... kind of.... way.?"

"Wow."

"No yeah i heard it"

"That was some next level awkward," and there was some distinct venom in that voice shoot. "if its that hard to be around me then you can find the door. I certainly dont need your pity handouts anyway."

Well.... shit

"No thats not.... im.... i wanted to ask- uh... whats been bothering you..... sport."

He now had what bruces kids called The Awkward White Man Smile... great.

Suprisingly, Conner chuckled.

Maybe a small part of Clark's brain said its not hopeless?

"Right now? Your social skills."

Banter! He hung around batman! He could do banter.

"Aww man and here i was thinking i was handing out winning lines."

"Oh no, youve gone senile a little early, well... maybe not early... good thing you've got Kara."

There was a small smirk playing at conners lips and an actual opportunity. God was real and he loved Clark Kent.

"At least I know I have two good boys to pick me up after im down." He looked away fast.

Silence stretched on

.......

Awkwardly

Oh lord he messed up the moment

He presumed too much and their only friendly interaction in over a month is ruined

"Two?"

The voice Conner used was so painfully soft and small. Like it didnt dare to hope anymore and had stopped trying a long time ago.

Clark never was good at leaving voices like that alone. And he was always more comfortable when something needed doing anyways.

Superman courage steadied him enough to take a risk.

He reached out his hand, and ruffled Conner's hair, trailing his fingers down after to rest on the shoulder closest to him and said.

"I have two kids dont i?"

More silence

Conner was frozen beneath his fingertips

He panicked

Oh god

He had fucked it up

He had fucked up enough times that conner didn't want anything to do with him

Okay damage control

"That is...." Conner stiffened further "if i haven't been so horrible to my eldist that he doesnt want anything to do with me"

The silence was now so deep he could hear the dust motes brushing against everything

He heard a tiny sniffle

And then he telltale sound of tears hitting bedsheets.

His head whipped around, his glasses flew off somewhere into the room. He barely noticed.

Shocked, he started to speak but Conner cut him off before he could finish the first syllable.

"You know when i was in Hawaii i used to watch families. Specifically parents and children. I'd be so jealous of-"

Conner cut himself off.

"Nobody's ever- i mean...... parents do that to their kids.... the hair touching thing.... Nobody's ever-" his voice broke, he cleared it. "Nobody's ever even tried to touch my hair if we werent kissing."

He gave a pitiful, watery laugh and, after a breif, stunned, pause, started rambling about how "of course i get it cut, like, the barber touches it and stuff..."

And it all hit clark.

Somehow it had never occured to Clark, that even though Conner looked like he was so much older than Jon, he wasnt.

He wondered who raised him

Who fed him

Who hugged him through nightmares

Clarks heart broke

Because he was certain the answer to most of those kinds of questions was 'Conner' and none of them were "Kal-el" or "Clark Kent"

Clark turned a bit and ran his hand over Conner's back softly, cutting off his rambling and said in a voice that was somehoe warm but still felt guilty and mourning;

"What do you want? What can I do?"

Conner was stunned. Kal had never given him anything like this. So he kept talking to give his brain time to catch up.

"I don.... i- i used to watch families... in- in Hawaii, and I'd get jealous of the kids, that they got to have families. Got to have parents. I dont..."

Clark turned a little to properly face his son and grabbed his hand.

"What can i do Conner?"

One day ago Conner would have asked for a lot. To never see Kal again, the superman title, his spot in the JL, even some time with Jon. But now?

Conner shifted, he sat up as best he could. And guided Kals hand to the side of his face, through tear tracks, held it there for a second, and then slid it into his hair. All thr while leaning into it like it was the only support he needed.

"I just want to be held.... without expectations..... without titles or rules or anything in return."

Connor wouldnt meet his eyes, or look up from the bedspread during his request.

For the second time that day Clark's heart broke. But now he had something he could do.

He reached out with his other hand, guiding his son into his arms, and gently layed them down

He kept one hand on the back of Conner's head, stroking the strands there. And one hand on Conner's back slowly moving back and forth.

From the first point of contact, Conner's world narrowed to the hand Kal had put on him. And now, there was more. Now he was allowed to reach out. He wanted to get closer. To bury his face in Kals chest and curl up small. To let the world fall away around them. Until nothing existed but them. Holding each other forever.

Kal seemed to read his mind, and guided his head to tuck itself under his chin and pressed them closer together.

No promises, no strings, no obligations after.

He could leave whenever he wanted.

He wanted to stay forever.

Conner wondered breifly what was like to be held by a father. If it felt as nice as this. Like everything crashed in on him, but it was okay.

Maybe, he thought.

They had a maybe.

And this maybe was a lot of ground to stand on.

[y01te-moved]

001 for spider riders ?

anyways! yall know how it is w/me if i didn’t put this under the cut that. wouldnt be very fun but without further ado:

Favorite character: to absolutely no one’s surprise i have to go w/igneous for this one. I Just Think He’s Neat.

Least Favorite character: there is genuinely only 1 character i like full on hate and that is brade. absolute bastard man everything abt him sucks and i will die mad about that.

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): i dont feel too strongly abt most of these and its more like. yeah its ok BUT. igneous/magma, igneous/slate, beerain/lemin (which we are Not @’ing me for It Could Be That Deep also if i cannot find good wlw rep i Will make it), hunter/corona, …i like genuinely cant even think of a 5th one actually so thats that i guess.

Character I find most attractive: i joke abt being gay for igneous a lot but genuinely, magma is objectively the most attractive and if u think otherwise im sorry but you are blind

Character I would marry: this could be debatable but i think i have to go w/magma for this one also.

Character I would be best friends with: idk if this means like what actually would happen if i met the characters or what i would want personally but for both of those i would have to go w/corona.

a random thought: boy do i have a lot of these that i keep meaning to post about more but i never do!

anyways i guess i will say i appreciate the fact that hunter corona and igneous have matching primary colors not only with their hair but then also in the colors their shirts are tinted with… i honestly feel like it was just kind of coincidental or smth but I Just Think Its Neat.

An unpopular opinion: idk what the consensus on the novels is actually but basically. i am at all times thinking abt petra and i wish she didnt get left on read so much because like i understand that she doesnt exist in the anime even somewhat and didnt get a canon design for the novels BUT she was rlly interesting and i just wish more ppl like. Acknowledged her…

My Canon OTP: with what we r given canonically i feel like hunter/corona was meant to be endgame even tho they ended up highlighting And completely ignoring the main love triangle right at the very end which is just lame.

My Non-canon OTP: this, also to no one’s surprise, is igneous/magma…

Most Badass Character: i think anyone whos seen the show should be able to agree that this is stags. he is just absolutely off the shits but in a very respectable way which is just very epic of him.

Most Epic Villain: this is a tie between grasshop and beerain i think bc they are both very good but for like. almost entirely opposite reasons.

Pairing I am not a fan of: i found out some time after the last time i answered an ask w/a similar question that aqune/magma is like an actual real concept that At Least one person has genuinely put Out There and so im going with that for this one bc like. listen. if you’re shipping magma w/a woman you are just Incorrect and likewise if you’re shipping aqune w/a man you are also Incorrect and those are the rules. it just doesnt work! even with that opinion aside the canon does not set it up to have any sort of good dynamic besides like. being pretty okay friends post-canon i think.

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): technically could go in a lot of directions with this but i will just say i dont think igneous was written That Well actually, only bc they just like. had everything set in stone for him for the first half of the show and then for most of the second half they just kind of completely flip flopped a majority of his personality for a few gags here and there and then the moment episode..? i think its around 41 or 42? ends he just goes back to being the exact same way he was in the beginning of the show as if like any of the past several eps hadn’t even happened at all and i think its kinda lame. what im getting at here is that while i Can appreciate Some of it, it wasnt good writing it was just being inconsistent.

Favourite Friendship: ive said it before and ill say it again but magma and corona’s dynamic is very good and severely underappreciated i think. not even that its the most obvious thing but it is There and ppl r just cowards.

Character I most identify with: Not to sound like a kinnie but i have to be real here the main reason i have aqune listed as a cc is because of the fact that i do vibe a lot with her so i guess that is something

Character I wish I could be: Not To Sound Like A Kinnie Pt. 2 but if im not projecting onto aqune then i am projecting onto igneous usually so. :3c

[dilfsdotnet]

Yo you should answer all of these scene questions👀👀

:OOO

you think so lad???? shit dawg i was thinkin just a few at a time but if that what u want my dear nonnie i will supply

1. wats ur scene name?

i was thinkin maybe ‘gods mistake’ would be a good one but then. i found a way to make it both danganronpa related, and, even better, a fucking pun as well. ‘kamukura kamukura jasqueen’, or just ‘kamukura jasqueen’ for short is good k thxxx

2. describe ur dream outfit!

oooo gosh this ones trickyy!! there are so many good outfits out there, especially in the scene community!! but it’d have to have a few tiny elements of dr cosplay to add a lil of my dangan-weeb culture in there ofc! more specifically, id really love to get one of kazuichis jumpsuit and just wig out and add shit like this just because i could:

(id just rlly love going out in all those glowy/shiny things at night like all that haha..and yes the shoes would probably kill me/my fuckin feet if i tried to walk in them but shut up i love them theyre cute as fuck)

3. describe ur dream haircut!

oo another tricky one!! i do like my regular hair, and honestly id be lying if i said i didnt love ibuki’s hairdo too but id defs have to go with something like this!!

yaaaassss, so pretty and spikeeeey! maybe id dye my natural hair colour black and/or add some funky colours if i ever actually got this style down!

4. describe ur dream room!

i have a lot of ideas for dream bedrooms actually, but heres a visual image of one of them i found!!!

MIKU ROOM MIKU ROOM MIKU ROOM MIKU ROOM

(this specific idea arose mainly just for the aesthetic but i also find it super cute and a good environment to be in general hhhnnggg)

5. if u could make anything out of kandi, wat would u make?

oh you mean those colourful beads and bracelet things??? i love those man!!! theyre so visually appealing to me aaaaa…id probably just make a fuck-ton of those and most probably use the little letter beads to say random words/phrases like ‘aubergine’ and ‘despacito’ knowing my shitposter self lmaooo! id definitely make a sansmaeda themed one too thoo fr

6. wat would u write on ur shoez?

it’d probably range from things like a simple kaomoji doodle to something randum and stupid like ‘seesaw’ bc yes asjnd

7. wat kinda piercingz/tattooz do u hav/want?

i dont think i rlly want any real piercings (at least not atm) but id totally go for those fake stick-on gemstone lookin’ ones! and as for tattoos, i cant rlly see myself gettin one of those rn either, but id want something like a mario power-up, preferably the bell one/cat suit powerup!!! its my favorite powerup and its sooo cute!!!

8. fave genrez?

i dont rlly have a specific genre, i like most kinds of music, but i rlly like energetic music that i can dance tooo!!! >w

9. fave bandz?

im a big fan of gorillaz and botdf!!! i like p!atd as well but havent listened to it in a while.. gatta catch up loool

10. fave songz?

my favs alternate a lot, but atm im super into ‘slow dancing in the dark’ by joji!!! so much emotiooon quq…also rlly hooked on botdf and jefree star’s ‘sexting’ tooo lmaooo

11. fave lyricz?

‘The world keeps spinning Among this sinning Oh what a cruel and disgusting place The purest moonlight Is bloodied by plight And screaming resonants But somehow I know That it’s all for show The world will reveal it’s true beauty soon And we’ll all reach towards the moon ‘

its so deep but its from a fucking kaito momota fansong and i love that asnkjdnefe

12. hav u evr been to a concert?

not in a damn long while my lad,, rip australians not havin many artists they like from other countries tour there ;-;

13. do u wanna be in a band?

ive always thought thatd be pretty cool ngl!!! tourin around with ur bandmate friends, makin awesome fuckin tunes, people lovin u and ur music, just livin the dream in general,, nice

14. wats da best soda/energy drink flavour?

havent rlly had any as of rn  my lad so i wouldnt know :/

15. wat do u miss most abt old internet?

i loved that we could all just be ourselves and act like the kids we are inside without bein reprimanded at all.. it aint rlly that much of an issue for me but i still think itd be a lot nicer if it was like that again sometimes,,

16. wats da best old meme?

ooohhh there are so many i still miss man! numa numa ermagerd and doge still remind me of the glory days…when old animeme was good and you could still haz ur cheezburgers in peace. also rage comics! rage comics were good what happened

17. best place 2 buy clothez?

i dont think theres any hot topics in australia but if there is. i will hunt it down you hear me

18. wat r ur fave accessoriez?

OH THERES SO MANY GOOD ONES??? as i stated b4 i rly love kandi bracelets and other glowy/led things!!! also rlly love ties with cute and fun patterns and long colourful and/or ripped socks like ibuki’s too hehe

19. wats ur best tip fr ppl that just got into scenecore?

im not rlly the best at advice, but my main point would be-just hav fun here dudes!!! dont let anyone else bulli u abt it, we’re supportive people, u can talk to me or anyone else whos willin to listen an/or help for reassurance ofc

20. opinion on furbiez?

oOH MY GOD YES. FURBIES. MY BABIES I WANT 10 OF THESE CHILDREN…I ACTUALLY HAVE A FURBY HE LIKES SLEEPING IN HIS SPECIAL DRAWER AND HIS NAME IS TINGLE I ADORE HIM I’LL POST A OF PICTURE LATER MAYBE

21. opinion on funko popz?

i like em and ive seen lots at eb games, but i dont buy em much..i do have a megaman pop with a broken arm tho loool

22. wats ur fave pattern? (zebra/leopard print etc)

i looove a lot of patterns but not gonna lie im always a sucker for rainbow checkerboard patterns yknow hehe!

23. fave color combo?

i dont have one rlly…soooo many possible comboooos…cx

24. sumthing u liked as a kid dat u still like?

im still going on girlsgogames and recently, ive finally mastered sues beauty machine!!!! its so good and fun all of ya’ll should try it my dudeeees

25. wats ur most used emoticon? 0w0

as most of ya’ll probs alredy know i spam ‘:O’ a lot, but one of my bigger favs is actually ‘x3′ and my fav kaomoji is ‘ଘ(੭ˊ꒳​ˋ)੭✧’ (both of them are so kyooot >w

26. wats ur fav typin quirk?

i luv talkin like dis, but i dont rly do it that often loool…i awso wuv tawking in ‘owo’ speak wike dis >//w//>

27. do u wish ur fllwrz talked 2 u moar?

hellz yeaaa!!! i luv followr interaction my dudee! it makes me super happi when u all talk to me heehee! x3c

28. tag ur fave scene blawgz!

:O !!! oh gawd!!! i dont know many atm but heeereee!

@xxadam-antidotexx (op of the ask meme)

@glitchkichi (not sure if this counts but their stuff’s rlly cool >v

@otonashi-banana (scene boyf…wuv im more than anythin >///w///>

29. wat got u into scenecore?

i dont remember exactly how it happened but i’d always sorta wanted to go back to the glory days that was the old web and the scene era, and that, coupled with a bright, colourful aesthetic that i could really enjoy, drew me in like a moth to a neon colored flame ig looollll

30. how long hav u been scene?

i’ve only been officially apart of the community for about a few months now (at time of writing) i reckon so some things are still a lil new to me ig ^^;;

31. wats da best thing abt being scene?

the freedom of bein able to express myself 4 one thing, and its just so fun being so ‘out-there’ yknow???? it feels so great really

32. do u hav a fursona?

i…actually used to but ive moved on from the furry fandom and ive grown more attached to my human sona anyway sooo :/

33. r u in sum “cringy” fandomz?

YEA man!! i dont rlly think dr is inherently considered ‘cringey’ but undertale is and im in that one for sure!!! i also kinda technically never left the skylanders fandom(?) so theres that too ig??? oh yeah and who wants to let me draw my old moshi monsters characters COWARDS

34. do u liek plushiez?

YASSSS QUEEEN!!!! i have HEAPS of them in my room on my desk with my gonta shrine

35. do u liek stickerz?

also a big yaaassss from me dawggg!!! i love them and i love those ones that you stick on your fase like this!

its so cuuute!!!

36. do u hav a friendproject?

i dont, not at the moment a least, actually! didnt even know what it was til recently but it looks kewl haha

37. do u hav any other scene account?

well, i haz this one, and i also have an emowire account for shuichi if that counts!!

38. do u make art? (drawingz, blingeez, etc.)

YES!!! i love to draw and i also make blingee edits sometimes!!! ITS SO FUN XD !!!

39. wats da most scene thing? (anything!)

hmmm, weeell…i think the most stereotyped thing would be that kewl, suuuper big hair like this;

its really prettyyyy, and i love all that colouuur!!!

40. ask ur own randum question!!

hm, oh wowie, since the anon didnt specifically ask this one…POTATOES!!! X3

phew, finally done, that was a lot of typing! this was so fun to do though, so thank u nonnie!!! :3

[noobfics-btsblog]

Rain

Pairing- min yoongi & reader

genre-fluff (in my opinion)

a/n- this is an excerpt of a fanfic im currently working on. i posted this to showcase my writing in hopes people would be interested in seeing the whole story in the future.

also, still working on the title

...I didnt know why i was so nervous, we were just friends after all. at least thats what i try to convince myself of, but in the back of my mind i knew the truth. im not sure how it happened-well, thats not true either-, i knew exactly when my feelings shifted from a place of pure lust...to something...a bit more. 

it was some time last year. i was on my way out of the office and i noticed through the glass doors that it was raining outside. i knew it was on the forecast and i did have an umbrella, but i forgot it back in my studio. as i turned to retrieve my forgotten umbrella, i noticed something else- some one else- HER. She was leaning against the wall looking up at the sky, occasionally taking sips from the coffee she was holding, and...she was completely drenched. I walked over to the door not believing what i was seeing. why was she just standing there? i called out to her twice (barely poking my head out through the door) before she stirred from whatever deep thought she was in.

 “what are you doing?”

“oh sorry sir! Did you need something?”. at that time she had only been working with us for a few months and i was the only one she still called “sir” or “Mr.” mostly because i never gave her the ok to refer to me otherwise..call it a kink i guess. At that time she had been assigned to be a sort of personal assistant to me, and her being the professional she was, was concerned i might have been roaming around the building looking for her.

“No you idiot! What are you doing out here?”. she was younger than me by a year and i had gotten used to talking to her the way i talk to the rest of my dongsaengs and, also like the rest of my dongsaengs, she got on my nerves sometimes.

“um..just..enjoying the rain...” her eyes darted around her for a second before looking back at me.  As if it was so obvious and i was the stupid one for asking. i rolled my eyes and with a frustrated sigh i jogged over to her. she was a bit a ways from the entrance of the building so as i approached she she had a chance to return to her previous activity: leaning against the wall and contemplate the sky. i leaned on my shoulder against the wall next to her. i had my hands stuffed in my pockets and i coward and winced with each drop of water that hit me. 

“what i meant was: WHY are you out here? Normal people usually “enjoy” the rain without actually being in it”. she smiled and answered without looking at me,

“you dont like the rain?”

“i dont like getting wet” i answered very matter of fact, “i dont mind the rain itself..its just water after all. but no, i dont enjoy being cold and wet like you seem to”. she didnt answer right away, so i followed her gaze. it was raining pretty intensely, it was like someone had turned on the shower head over the city of Seoul. but the sky she was so interested in was typical of a rainy day: thick grey clouds and nothing else. when she spoke again i jumped a little.

“The rain gets a bad rap sometimes doesnt it?” it wasnt really a question for me so i stayed silent and let her continue. “it floods, seeps into buildings, and when the right things come together perfectly...you get a storm...leaving destruction and chaos...destruction.” I remember she spoke low and slow, that was the longest she had ever spoken to me, and she had my full attention as i stared down at her. “and during those times, we forget that it also brings life. its because the destruction is in your face..you can see evidence of it immediately. but todays rain might be growing next months grass, trees, or flowers. maybe a puddle today helps relive the thirst of a few stray animals. maybe it fills drought threatened lakes and rivers. we need the rain.” Then and now, what she said reminded me of that one saying that goes something like: people only notice your mistakes. i reflect on that from time to time..

“ that still doesnt answer why youre willingly getting caught in the rain.” she smiled and ticked her eyes at me.

“i like it” she shrugged “people sun bathe all the time...just to feel the rays of the sun..i want to FEEL the rain.” 

“its wet.. what else is there?” i was in fact interested. i had spent the last few months trying to figure her out and it was my first opportunity to find out what goes on in her mind..

“its not just the physical feeling..” she was annoyed then her usual tone with me..

“youve heard the saying ‘the calm before the storm’ its a real thing. the clouds start rolling in..they start thick and plush..and i dont really know how to describe it...its like world goes quiet. even when youre driving in it things seem more relaxed and quiet. and the smell..much better than the pollution and dust and whatever else we breath in all day long. but my favorite part is when it actually starts raining..” her words trailed off for moment “whats that thing called in music that helps keep the tempo?” i wasnt sure if she was really asking me or just talking to herself at that point. at that moment i wasnt sure if she even knew i was still there, but i answered anyway.

“metronome” she smiled at me

“metronome...thats what the rain sounds like. Did you know its sometimes used to hypnotize people- the metronome i mean- its supposed to help you concentrate on a particular rhythm and put you in like a sort of trance i guess. rain is like that.each drop of rain that falls against the concrete, or your window, or peoples umbrellas is like natures metronome putting you in a trance and clearing your mind of all the constant inner chatter.” her eyes had started to fade, growing distant, the way people do when they were thinking. in her case she was reliving a memory..

“there’s a powerful thing about sound and smells too that can bring up things in your mind you thought were left forgotten. like every time it rains and im in that “trance stage” i cant help but relive stuff from when i was young and-”

“you’re still young” i cut her off; she was only 23. she gave me a look

“when i was youngER” she corrected, “i guess what i mean is that feeling of being free. like when you're a child and you run around jumping in the puddles. getting muddy and dirty even though you knew your mom would get mad. you didn’t care because you were young and having fun.” she began to chuckle “and really anything can happen in the rain..and again sure, tragedy, like a car crash or whatever. but also a lot of wonderful moments...i mean thats why they put romantic rain scenes in movies right?” her eyes flashed me a glance..i swallowed. “and those scenes with teenagers sneaking out and getting into trouble and making bad decisions- actually there was this one time a few of us snuck into this apartment complex to hang out by the pool. it was a summer night and we were off school and we had a bunch of beer- one of my friends had a fake ID- and we just needed a place to drink where we wouldnt get caught and a friend suggested these old apartment complex he used to live in since he knew security was..well not good. anyway as the night went on, that ‘about to rain’ smell started to grown and all of a sudden it was pouring.” she smiled as her eyes started to grow distant, lost in the memory. “we all laughed and then one by one we started to jump into the pool fully clothed” she started to laugh again as was coming out of that memory. ”i think that was one of the best times i had with that group of friends. its like the rain had washed away all the..front..you know what i mean? like they each had their persona. what they want you to think they are like. always trying to pretend like they were something else. but when that rain came it washed away all the bullshit..sorry..” she flashed a worried glance at me and i waved it off. “anyway its like they were finally able to be themselves and just have fun instead of trying to act cool all the time. and the rest of the night we just had a ton of laughs and good conversation.”  she paused for a moment and i waited patiently as i myself was taking in everything she had said. “i guess all i mean is, to me, rain is more than just water from the sky. its not just weather. its life. its beauty and growth and smiles and laughter. some bad times, some good times..and some good con..versations..” she had turned to look at me as she pronounced that last word, letting her voice fall to nearly a whisper. She looked..surprised...and she had stiffened. She looked guarded as she held her coffee tight with both hands. At first i couldnt figure out what had caused her sudden change in attitude. Then her eyes flicked between my eyes and...i wasnt sure what..something lower on my face? my lips? why was she looking at my lips?

That’s when she let out a staggered breath and the smell of her coffee hit me. i was suddenly aware of how close to her face i was. I’m not sure when, but at some point, i had begun to lean into her as she had me mesmerized. i swallowed hard, blinked a few times, and straightened myself out turning away from her awkwardly- but not before i caught a glimpse of her blushing, looking down at her coffee smiling.  I couldn’t bring myself to do much else other than stand there fidgeting with my earring. After what seemed like the longest 2 seconds of my life passed, it was her who broke the silence.

“um..anyway, what are you doing out here sir?”. I turned to look at her, then down at myself, and i sighed as i let my head and shoulders drop. i hadn’t noticed until now, but i was as soaked as she was. i had a thin, black, long sleeve shirt that was clinging on to my skin and my jeans felt heavy with all the water they had soaked up. i went to rub my hair, my fringe was stuck to my forehead, it felt like i just got out the shower. i laughed a bit bitterly at myself. “what, what is it?” she asked. i looked at her and grinned.

“i was actually on my way out and saw it was raining...i was going to go back and get my umbrella but...” i let my sentence end there and just shrugged. 

“oh...oohh..”As she started to realize it was her fault i didn’t need the umbrella anymore, we both started to laugh. “I’m sorry sir i didn’t mean to keep you..ugh now look at you” i waived off her worry and just shrugged again.

“it’s only a little rain. come on, I’ll walk you home.” she smiled and nodded.

I dont remember what all was said on that short walk to her place, what i do remember though was how i felt. before that moment, all i wanted to know about her was how she would feel when i touched her, what her lips would feel like against mine, i wanted to explore all her body had to offer. But suddenly things were different now. As we walked along-and in between catching the other starring- i started to think differently. i wanted to know more about her. i wanted to explore her MIND. This person who i always called dumb or an idiot actually had me wanting to know more. What did she think about music? would we like the same songs? Does she like MY music? And the fact that her opinion of me mattered was different in itself. I wanted to know her opinion of a lot of stuff. i wanted to know what made her mind tick. what makes her mad? what makes her sad? whats her favorite food? can i take her to eat it? what makes her happy? i hoped it could be me..

[forgottenrealmsrp]

Hello, I am very new to DnD and I would really like some tips on how to play and roll for certain things (Im not too good with examples) etc. etc.

Howdy! Mod Nate here coming at you with some Tips for Beginners. There’s a hell of a lot to cover that I cannot fit into one post (because, let’s be honest, that would be a nightmare), but I will try my best. So, without further ado, hold onto your butts.

The Three R’s

I find there are three main aspects to remember (and master!) when starting off in DnD or other such TTRPG’s. You can sort them into three categories: 

Rules,

Rol(l/e)s, and

Roleplaying

Of course there are heaps of other things to consider in game, but for a beginner, it can get overwhelming very quickly, so we’ll just stick to the Three R’s for now.

Rules

What better thing for a game than rules! The first thing you hopefully would have done if you were gearing up for your first game is to get your hands on a Player’s Handbook (For DnD 5e), or your RPG’s respective rulebook. Hobby stores, book stores, libraries, even video game shops might stock a physical copy of our favourite WotC volumes, but you can also secure them online wherever you may find them. 

Once you have your grubby little goblin hands on a handbook, give it to a friend, and have them read it to you. If that gets too boring, have them explain the rules in detail - you’ll need a pen and a notebook! If that is too time-consuming or - more likely - you don’t actually have any friends, you’ll have to settle for a hurried and often last-minute explanation of the core mechanics of the game, the finer details of which will be left unaddressed until you get your creative spirit crushed by your mean Dungeon Master, or local rules lawyer. 

(Remember kids, if you aren’t sure of where to locate one of these “rules lawyers”, simply talk out loud about your homebrew weapon or Pathfinder game, and they will be sure to find you!)

In this fabled Player’s Handbook you will find a fun breakdown and walkthrough of the game’s races, classes, and backgrounds, all of which you will need to read through several times and then immediately forget. Only after you have asked yourself “Which Bard School is going to make Sildaar Hallwinter not a steaming pile of crap?” for the fifth time in 10 minutes, can you move on to “equipment” and “rules”. Make sure to read these thoroughly, because you’ll learn them pretty quickly after your party’s Paladin once again forgets how many d10s to roll. It’s two, Derek. You asked the exact same question last round. 

Idiot. 

Rol(l/e)s

Once you manage to wrap your head around the rules, you get to the meat of the sandwich - rol(l/e)s. Whoever came up with this idiotic word hybrid (me) needs to report to their editor (also me) and get his ass whooped (still me). 

Now, I know you’ve gotten this far and thought “Wait, Nate, that may have rhymed but you haven’t actually given any tips yet?!??!?!?!!/1!?!?!?!?1?!???????????”. To that, I say yes (or no?), I have(n’t?) given you tips for how to play and roll for certain things, because the biggest tip I have for you is coming right up.

Wait for it.

You cannot build a dragon’s tower without strong foundations. 

Meaning: Only once you have “mastered” the rules and basics of roleplaying (and rolling!) will you be able to spread your beautiful dragon wings and soar as a damn good DnD player. This doesn’t necessarily mean that you will have to learn and remember every single mechanic or rule in the book! Because that would be a nightmare and if you can do it, you will be God. No questions asked. But hey! People make mistakes, or remember things wrong, or guess incorrectly, or even make it up as they go along. Having the handbook or Dungeon Master’s Guide on hand for these occasions will save everyone’s sanity at least once, but knowing when to draw the line between fairness and fun will make everyone’s play a whole lot better. 

So! Now that you’ve become God, rolling and role-ing (not a word) are your new best friends. And you know who makes the best friends? DICE! Just google it and have fun, kids, but remember that you have to eat and sleep somewhere warm and cozy tonight, so try not to build your hoard of shiny forbidden snacks too quickly, now. All you will need for starters is your standard 7-dice set: d4, d6, d8, d10*, d12, and d20.

*The d10 often comes in pairs to act as a percentile dice. The die with the ten’s (00, 10, 20, 30, etc.) will act as the ten’s place, and the other die will act as the one’s place. So, if you roll a 60 and a 9, you get a really funny number. If you roll a 00 and a 0, that’s 100! If you roll a 00 and a 1, however, that’s a 1. You die in game and you die in real life. Goodbye.

The handbook will tell you all the dice you will need to roll in order to both run the game, and make your character! That’s right! Maths begins even before the game does. Even Death themself cannot escape the point-buy system. Just submit. 

Stats are fun. 

What do they mean? What do they do? Who even knows what Constitution does?! I certainly don’t! But that’s where you’re in luck, bucko.

This post is already long enough without getting to the good stuff, so I’ll keep it simple. 

Strength - a measure of how well you can do stuff with your muscles. Skills like Athletics (aaaaaaand nope just athletics, huh, really? No fish-lifting skill? Huh? Cowards) will benefit from having some damn good muscles. Also you can stab stuff real good.

Dexterity - a measure of how deft, nimble, and stealthy one can be. Contributes to skills like Acrobatics and Stealth, unsurprisingly. If you can move good, you can groove good. I’d add a skill for dancing if I were you, WotC. 

Constitution - I lied before when I said I had no idea what constitution does, but it was only partly a joke. Constitution contributes to skills like not dying, staying alive, and stopping being dead. Sometimes it determines how much health you have. Sometimes it means you can drink an entire frog. Don’t ask.

Intelligence - Are you a smart cookie? Can you learn languages fluently in a short span of time? Can you destroy scores of defenceless troops with a single pillar of flame? Can you read? Are you kept awake at night by their screams? Intelligence makes you good (or not) at skills like History, Religion, Arcana, and being a nerd. Oh wait. No one is good at being a nerd. Sorry nerdlord. Also, if your intelligence is under 10, you can’t read! Just like me.

Wisdom - Not the smartest cookie in the shed? Like to eat leaves? You and me both, kid! Wisdom is a measure of your STREET SMARTS! so you can throw those nasty pervert kobolds off their rhythm. Unfortunately, starting equipment does not include a money clip. It makes you good at eating dirt and walking through forests and stuff. Also I think you can pet dogs really well?

Charisma - If you’ve ever played a bard, you would know what this is. If you haven’t played a bard, it’s not too late! Quick! Choose a Warlock or a Cleric if you want a Charisma based build! Choose the entertainer background if you must! -sigh- but if you insist, charisma is a measure of how easily you can quite literally charm the pants off a dragon. Also, sometimes you can roast people really well?

Having high skills is all fine and dandy, but the next tier of DnD player character power is owning your low skills. Have low constitution? Your tiefling is sickly or has a weak stomach! Low intelligence? Your character can’t read or write! Low charisma? You cause every single npc interaction to end with you being punched in the face. There is colour and interest in every aspect of your character, so make sure to let your character sheet represent your character as well as you can!

But how do you determine these stats?

Looking in your class description, you will see under the ‘Quick Build’ section the recommended stat scores, backgrounds and/or spells for that character. These are NOT mandatory, but I find them to be a helpful guideline for how to keep your character functional and, well, alive. Stat scores themselves can be determined a few different ways: Point-buy (I have no idea how this works but it looks like a lot of maths and that’s homophobic, so); Cascading, and rolling. 

Cascading (or at least that’s my name for it, I have no other way to describe it) is where you take the values 15, 14, 13, 12, 10, and 8 and assign each to one of your stats. For example, before adding racial stat modifiers, I could assign my barbarian’s stats as follows:

STR: 15, DEX: 13, CON: 14, INT: 8, WIS: 10, CHA: 12.

I may have a character-based reason for assigning my barbarian a relatively adequate Charisma score. Maybe he was a particularly intimidating character, or perhaps his iron-will makes his Constitution a 14. Maybe he likes to dance. You could have a particularly burly mage with a strength score of 15, just because you feel like it. Maybe your cleric is part of team sweet-flips? Or your monk could study tomes night and day to get her Intelligence to a lofty 17 points post-modifiers. Balancing stat scores so that you don’t die is awesome, but having a change to shout “YOU DO NOT SEE GROG!” and win 9 times out of 10? Priceless.

Rolling your stats is perhaps the most widely-used way to determine stats, but to be safe, ask your DM (or get crafty if you’re the DM!) about their preferred method. It’s pretty simple: roll 4d6 (the six-sided dice four times), noting down each individual roll. After four rolls, you cross out the lowest roll, and add the remaining three. Repeat five more times and you have some good good stats, bro! Don’t forget to add your racial stat modifiers before you assign your stat scores! 

Modifiers seem pretty confusing as a newbie, but there is a handy table in the PHB to help you keep track. Alternatively, you could subtract 10 from your score, and then half what you have left, making sure to round down! A score of 19 would have a modifier of +4 (19 - 10 = 9/2 = 4.5 ≈ 4, rounding down). A score of 8 would have a modifier of -1 (8 - 10 = -2/2 = -1). Pretty simple, right?

So now I think I can finally address whatever the F*$# I mean by ‘Roles’. What the heck is a role? Do you mean roleplaying? No, dear reader, I do not. A ‘role’ is what I like to call your position in the party. Because yes, on the unlikely occasion that you do manage to wrangle a group of people willing (or able) to play DnD with you, you still have to play with other kids, Derek. That means that the typical balancing applies. You cannot just have a 7-person party filled entirely by bards. Or bees. Though I would prefer the bees. Who would want 7 bards? That sounds like the start of a bad joke. 

A good rule of thumb is to make sure you have enough bases covered in the traditional party makeup that you won’t die immediately, but you also don’t have to deal with 7 goddamn bards, Derek, I swear to God-

You’ll want someone to hit stuff, someone to get hit, someone to help those who get hit, and someone to hit things when you don’t want to get hit. This could be solved any number of ways. Get creative, go hog wild. But not buck wild, Derek. I will not have the “Seven Buskateers” at my table again, do you hear me?!

This brings us to the finale. I’ve been writing this post for half an hour, and we’re finally getting to the good stuff. Thanks for stick with me so far. How about dropping your favourite stardew valley bachelor/ette down in the replies if you’ve read this far? Mine’s Elliot, because he’s beautiful and I love him, just like I love you. :3

Roleplaying!

It’s in the title! The very mechanics of the game! So, the question you’re asking me is: “Nate, how the Flippity Doo Daa do you roleplay?????????” 

And I reply, “How are you making those noises with your mouth? Where am I?! Who are you? Why can I hear each individual question mark even though they shouldn’t have a place in the mortal coil? What are you?!”

And then I tell you about my favourite thing to tell my own players. 

The easiest character to play is one that exists. So? What does that mean???

It means that YOU, my dead, dear nerd, can’t just pull a self-insert every single dang game, Damn it Derek! No one LIKES YOU! GO HOME! You have this opportunity to think of a fun, unique concept, and roll with it. So, how can you create the next Taako, or Nott, or Yashee’rak or Caduceus? 

If you have a concept to work from, that’s great! If not, start from the ground up. Who is your character? What are their likes, dislikes, loves, hates, loyalties, vendettas? I often like to establish both a backstory and a goal for them to accomplish, the simpler the better, to get you on the right track. Perhaps a Neverwinter begger wishes to open their own tea shop in Ba Sing Se? A cursed child of an angel and a demon takes it upon themself to avenge their brother’s death? A simple farm girl falls in love and follows her princess Buttercup across Faerûn? You name it!

Some good questions to ask yourself about your characters personality could also include:

What would they kill for?

What would they die for?

What would they watch someone else die for?

What are some rumours your party members would have heard about your character?

What would they think of your favourite meme?

How do they treat their mum? How would they treat your mum?

Do they have any recurring nightmares? Why?

Etc. Etc. Think of them as a real being, with thoughts and feelings and hopes and dreams and fears! The more detailed you can get in theory might help in the long run. If you find yourself deviating from these details, however, don’t sweat! That’s a character’s natural development and progression as a character! In fact, if things don’t change as you play, you might have to have a look at your play style. Loosen up. No one is one emotion their entire lives. Characters lie! They hide things and change details and cheat and steal! But they also act kindly, even randomly, and change and grow. Encourage that. Let them grow. They (and your party members!) will thank you for it!

I think that’s all I have in me for now, and oh man there are so many more things I could mention. DMing in itself will have to wait for another day, of course, but I hope this helped! I’m going to die now.