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playbucky · 7 months

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Out of Place.

Price moves to a small town now that he’s retired. He’s enjoying the peace and quiet, yet it seems trouble likes to find him. Word Count - 2.8k. Characters – Reader x Price, Madeline. Warnings – Abusive relationships.

‘You’re the second person to move here in a month.’ The lady said, Price arched an eyebrow as he looked to her. ‘Second?’ Price asked, the woman nodded sternly, the high ponytail swayed with the force. ‘Y/N,’ the lady said happily, ‘doesn’t count she lived here before.’ She swatted a hand yet the older gentleman to Price’s left scoffed ‘Yeah before that man of hers took her away.’ The man replied gruffly, Price arched an eyebrow. ‘But that doesn’t matter, you came for breakfast and here we are discussing the towns history.’ She dismissed the conversation. ‘Yeah, let’s just hope that fella doesn’t show up here pleading to get her back.’ The man commented, the lady’s face twisted in disgust. ‘I’m sure the town will have her back this time.’ She stated, the man raised his cup of coffee before everyone feel into silence as well. ‘Shit sorry.’ The man said, a gentle hand rested on your back as it kept you up. ‘It’s okay.’ You said, you stepped away from the touch before you took in the stranger, he kept his gaze on you. ‘You must be Y/N.’ He said with his brows slightly furrowed, you tensed but looked up at him, a small smile on your lips. ‘That’s me.’ You hesitantly replied. ‘John Price, your neighbour.’ He introduced himself, you arched an eyebrow before you nodded. ‘Nice to meet you.’ You said politely, he dipped his head slightly but he didn’t break eye contact with you. ‘If you need help with moving in, just give me a knock. I’ll be there.’ He offered, you nodded. ‘I need to go, on a tight schedule.’ You told him, ‘I was nice meeting you.’ ‘You as well.’ He said, you both smiled once more before you both went your separate ways. You hesitantly lifted your curled fingers and chapped the door, it wasn’t long until you heard the muffled footsteps. A lock was turned before the door opened, John stood on the other side, his grey eyes softened when he looked at you, you gave him a small smile. ‘Sorry to bother you but my sinks blocked, I'm hoping you might be able to fix it before I have to call the handyman.’ You said, he blinked a few times before he nodded. ‘I can try, doesn’t mean I'll be able to do it.’ He said, you nodded and stepped back to give him space to step out, the jumper tight over his shoulder as he pulled the door over. Price walked next to you the short distance to your door, you pushed it open before you both stepped into your flat. Price was shocked that the same flat could feel completely different, yours felt lived in, the odd clothes lying on the arms of the couch.

‘Have at it.’ You gestured to the kitchen area, Price walked over to it and rolled his sleeves up.

‘Thank you, I didn’t mean to take you away.’ You told him, he shook his head and rested his lower back against the counter. He had managed to unclog the sink after a few hour, sweat spotted across his forehead. ‘Wasn’t doing much, haven’t been doing anything lately.’ He admitted, he sounded bored, ‘Holiday?’ You asked, he rubbed his beard. ‘Retirement.’ He replied, you looked shocked. ‘Seem a little young for retirement.’ You commented, he chuckled. ‘My bones don’t agree with you but yeah, I’m on the earlier side.’ He stated, you hummed. ‘Military?’ You quizzed, his eyes widened slightly. ‘You’re good a spotting things.’ He stated, you rubbed your lips together. ‘I’ve needed to be.’ ‘Why’d you move back here?’ Price asked, you knew the pair of you had been the towns gossip but his seemed to be about you, ‘I mean I needed the silence and calm that came with here but you seem -,’ ‘Out of place?’ You quizzed, the difference ten years make is crazy. ‘Yeah.’ ‘I needed peace and quiet.’ You stated, he tilted his head to the side. ‘Wild childhood.’ He joked, you gave a little smile. ‘You could say that.’ You replied, a thud came from the other room both of you tensed up before you walked towards it. ‘Everything okay?’ Price’s brows furrowed. ‘Yup, it’s -,’ You started, you waited for the cry of pain. ‘Mum?’ A quiet voice called, heavy footsteps followed before the small girl stopped at your side, her arms wrapped around a leg and she hid herself behind you. ‘You’ve been hiding a princess in the other room?’ Price questioned, you and your daughter’s brows furrowed in unison and he couldn’t help the corner of his lips jump up. He made eye contact with you, you slowly nodded and moved a hand down to cup the back of her head. ‘Say hi to Price.’ You introduced him to her. ‘Price?’ She questioned, the wrinkles between her brows deepened. ‘My first name is John, but I prefer to go by Price.’ He explained. ‘Why?’ She questioned, slowly she moved out from behind your leg, her grip still tight but she wasn’t hiding behind you. ‘I had friend called John as well so it was easier.’ He said, ‘Do you have a name I can call you?’ Price questioned, she nodded with a wide smile. ‘Madeline.’ She said, Price gave a nod. ‘That is a princess name.’ He stated, Madeline crossed her arms over her chest. ‘I’m not a princess, princesses always need saving, I don’t.’ She replied adamantly, Price arched an eyebrow before he gave a stern nod. ‘Understood ma’am.’ Price replied, when he stood up his knees popped, you winced. ‘Can you go back to your room -,’ ‘But I want to stay.’ Madeline cut you off, you raised an eyebrow. ‘Maddie, you need to bring your dirty washing through then you can stay.’ You told her. ‘Mum.’ She sighed. ‘Fine, but then I’m choosing the movie tonight.’ You challenged her, her face dropped. ‘No, I’m not watching Nativity again.’ She replied and quickly walked away, her wild hair flew behind her. ‘She seems like a hand full.’ Price commented, you chuckled to yourself. ‘Sometimes.’ You admitted, Price smiled and turned to the cooker, ‘What do I owe you?’ You asked, he shook his head. ‘Nothing.’ He replied, your eyebrow raised. ‘Nothing?’ You quizzed, he nodded. ‘First times on the house, any other time might cost you a cuppa.’ He said, you smiled widely and nodded. ‘I’ll take that.’ You agreed. ‘Got it.’ Madeline said, she shuffled with the couple items of clothing held tightly in her arms. ‘Thank you.’ She dumped the clothes into the basket near the washing machine. ‘What are you gonna chose?’ Price asked, Madeline wiped her hands down her top. ‘What’s your favourite movie?’ She asked him, eyes wide as she looked up at him. ‘Nativity.’ He replied, she flung her head back and groaned at his response, both you and Price smiled.

‘Price.’ Madeline called, she ran before you could tell her to stay next to you. You turned and watched as the ran over to Price, a hand slipped into his free one as he stopped pushing the trolley, it was half full with various items. ‘Madeline, how have you been?’ Price questioned. ‘Okay.’ ‘Just okay?’ He quizzed. ‘Mums not been the happiest.’ She told him, he raised an eyebrow at her. ‘Has she not, do you know why?’ He quizzed. ‘It’s her birthday.’ Maddy told him, he glanced to you as you walked over. ‘Maddy.’ You said sternly. ‘Mum.’ She turned to you. ‘I hope you aren’t annoying Price?’ You said, both of them shook their heads as you looked to Price. ‘Of course not, she’s telling me that it’s your birthday.’ Price said, you looked at your daughter and narrowed your eyes, she looked up at you the same way. ‘Yup.’ You replied. ‘Have anything planned for it?’ He questioned, you shook your head. ‘Dinner with the gremlin, a movie and maybe a bath before bed.’ You told him your extravagant plans. ‘Sounds like you’d nights packed,’ Price said, you nodded, ‘but how about you cancel your plans and I’ll take the pair of you out.’ He offered, you went to shake your head hut then you saw Maddy’s eyes widened, excitement took over her features. ‘You’re not taking us out, but you can join us if you’d like?’ You offered, he tilted his head. ‘Seems like we’ve got a deal.’ He said, he and Maddy looked at each other, ‘I’ll get the snacks,’ He added, you went to object but Maddy grabbed his extended hand and walked away, you had no choice but to follow.

‘Maddy?’ You whispered, she didn’t move and you leaned forward enough to see she was asleep, you turned and noticed that Pirce has fallen asleep as well. HIs head rested against the back of the couch, gentle snores escaped his lips, Maddy’s head rested on his thigh. You were sure that there would be a collection of droll on his jeans, bags of sweets sat on the coffee table. A smile took over your features before you sat forward, carefully you removed Maddy’s legs from your lap as you stood up, your hands slid over her back and went to lift her before Price snapped open, a hand landed on her side. ‘I need to take her to bed.’ You whispered, you watched as he relaxed, he cracked his neck. ‘I’ve got her.’ He said, he rubbed the heels of his hands into his eyes, you shook your head. ‘Relax, I'll put her down.’ Price said, you sighed before you nodded. You watched as he carefully lifted her head up, he slipped out before he turned and lifted Maddy up. Her head lulled to his chest, he carefully stroked her head as he held her close. Price walked to the two doors and nudged the correct one open before he disappeared inside. ‘Thank you.’ You whispered, when he sat back onto the couch, his head fell back into the cushion, he opened his eyes slightly. ‘No need.’ ‘I just – I've never been treated to anything like this.’ You admitted, you felt comfortable to tell him, his brows furrowed. ‘Never?’ He asked, you shook your head. ‘Nope, my birthdays weren’t important, I was more focused on Maddy.’ You said, he twisted his head to look at you, grey eyes took you in.

‘Can I help you?’ Price asked, both your heads snapped around, you went to reply before Marcus did. ‘Nothing that bothers you, mate.’ Marcus said, you made eye contact with Price and his jaw bounced. ‘I’m not your mate,’ Price said, his voice stern as he fully stepped out his house, ‘and it does bother me when you’re shouting at a lady.’ He added, Marcus scoffed as you turned back to him. ‘She’s nothing close to a lady.’ Marcus said. ‘The mother of your child has pissed you off that much, you’re treating her like a discarded item?’ Price questioned, his hands clasped in front of him. ‘As I said this doesn’t concern you.’ Marcus told him, a dismissive hand waved at him. ‘It does, now why are you yelling obscenities at this time of morning.’ Price said, you noticed the loose shorts and large t-shirt, even the messy hair allowed you to realise the time. ‘Sorry it’s too early for you grandpa but this is between me and the Mrs.’ Marcus growled. ‘Haven’t seen a ring in her finger, is it one sided? Unable to keep anything up?’ Price quizzed, Marcus’s mouth snapped shut and his face turned red. He glared at you over Price’s shoulder before he huffed and walked away. ‘Don’t run from him.’ Price said, you looked at him as you continued to shove items of Maddy’s clothes into bags. ‘I need to keep her safe.’ You told him, the bags were starting to fill. ‘Stay here.’ He said, you shook your head but continued to things into bags. ‘John, I can’t go back to him, I can’t let Maddie see his true colours.’ ‘Y/N -,’ ‘John,’ you snapped and stood up, ‘he almost killed me when I was eight months pregnant, he was willing to take both our lives without even a second thought.’ You told him, rage filled his eyes before he pushed it away. ‘I can understand mine, but someone who hadn’t even started a life yet.’ You tried to reason with the thought that bounced around your head for a while. ‘The town, they aren’t going to let him take you again.’ Price said, you looked at him as if he had grown a second head. ‘What?’ You asked. ‘I was here a day and everyone in the cafe was planning on how to keep him away from you, they despise him and love the pair of you.’ Price stated, he remembered the hushed conversations in the cafe. ‘I’m not putting anyone in danger.’ You told him ‘You’ll be putting yourself and Maddie in danger.’ He stated, you froze and looked at the half-filled bags, your jaw slackened as you tried to think of a response. ‘I know half a dozen folk here that want to help and I can call my buddies from work and they’d be here in a second to defend you from the jerkbag.’ He said, the corner of your lips curled before ‘I don’t deserve it.’ You admitted as you dropped down onto the edge of the bed. ‘You deserve everything.’ He said, you went to shake your head but he crouched down so he was level with you, his eyes danced around your face. ‘John -.’ ‘Just listen to me please,’ he begged, ‘I am willing to defend you and Maddy, the pair of you have somehow wrangled your way into my heart and I don’t plan on letting you leave without defending you.’ Price told you, one of his hands landed on your knee and gave it a gentle squeeze.

‘You need come with me.’ Marcus said, a hand stretched out towards you, you tried your hardest not to flinch. ‘No.’ You replied, barely about a whisper, his eyes darkened. ‘What?’ He quizzed, you straightened, knowing that people were looking out for you, courage filled your chest. ‘No, I’m not coming with you.’ ‘You can’t keep my daughter away from me, you can’t stay away from me.’ Marcus snarled, you arched an eyebrow. ‘I am staying here Marcus, with Madeline and away from you.’ You told him, your voice steady. ‘She is mine.’ He hissed. ‘No,’ you snapped, his jaw bounced, ‘I am done running, this is my home, always has been and I was stupid enough to listen to you all those years ago.’ You finished, arms crossed over your chest, Marcus took a step closer but you didn’t move. ‘I’d be careful.’ A voice called, Marcus’s lips curled in disgust when he spotted Price, his own arms crossed over his chest which allowed him to see the muscles. ‘Oh, you’ve got a guard dog.’ Marcus sounded amused, Price’s fingers twitched on his arms. ‘No,’ Price approached the pair of them, Marcus cocked his head, ‘just here for moral support.’ He added, only now had you realised the difference in height between the pair, warmth from Price spread down your side. ‘Your fucking him aren’t you?’ He accused, you looked over your shoulder to Price before you shook your head. ‘No, not yet, not like you that jumps from woman to woman.’ You told him, Price’s breath got caught in his throat as Marcus’s eyes widened. ‘Yeah, I knew about them, often wondered how many of them you got pregnant and almost bet to death?’ You commented, his face twisted. ‘Shut up.’ ‘Enough,’ you growled, ‘I don’t want to see or hear from you again, ever, Maddy and I do no exist to you.’ ‘She’s my daughter.’ ‘And when she’s eighteen she can chose to see you but for now get lost.’ You told him, he glared at you but you didn’t back down, his gaze darted to Price before he sighed. ‘Fine.’ He huffed and walked away. You gave a shaky exhale when he was far enough away that he wouldn’t hear it, Price carefully placed a hand on your elbow, quickly you turned to him and wrapped yourself into his chest, both his arms wrapped around you. ‘He’s gone, you did it.’ He said, your grip on his shirt tightened. ‘Mum?’ A quiet voice asked, you pulled back from Price to see Maddy walked towards you. ‘Maddy.’ You said, a small smile present on your face as she looked between you, Price and the surrounding area, wondering who you were talking to. ‘You said we had to leave, we’ve missed the time when we should’ve.’ She informed you, your stomach dropped at the panic that was wrote over her face. You crouched down to her height, a hand coming up to cup face, the soft cheeks under your fingers. ‘We aren’t leaving baby.’ You told her, relief settled in your chest. ‘We’re staying?’ She asked, you nodded as you glanced to Price over her shoulder. ‘Yeah, I think it’s time for us to make this place our home, what do you think?’ You asked, a wide smile took over her face as she started to bounce up and down, giving you your answer.

#captain price #captain price x reader #reader x captain price #price x reader #reader x price #price #john price x reader #reader x john price #cod mw #cod mwii #cod modern warfare

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axquiva · 1 year

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I love how you can go on the Byler Tumblr and see just regular shipping posts but also super deep analysis but also amazing fanart but also people asking for shit like "sink is clogged and I don't wanna pay for a plummer, anyone know how to DIY unclog?" or "guys my life is so terrible right now but check out the cute new socks I got" and everyone just accepts it as a part of the tag. like if you need anything Byler Tumblr is where you can find it.

#less so now that the tag's activity has decreased #but still #are other tags like this i nedd to know😭#not from what i've seen anyway #byler #stranger things #byler nation #byler endgame #mike wheeler #will byers

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scarlettohairdye · 4 months

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Many things in the world (and tbh in my personal life, no I don't want to talk about it) are very bad right now, but I just unclogged my bathroom sink by making a DIY pipe snake out of a zip tie, so that's one thing that I've made demonstrably better and I think I can make other things better, too

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fiercest-eigengrau-skies · 1 year

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Help :')

Hey, guys. I never do this. Honestly, I really hate doing this, but I honestly have no other choice at this point.

I'm currently under the threat of eviction following the unexpected loss of my job on the 2nd of this month. My apartment management knows about this, as I made sure they were aware as soon as I found out. I emailed one of the members there and never received an email back. Yesterday, after my maintenance guy came and unclogged my tub and sink, I was handed a 7 day notice. I was also charged late fees I wasn't aware of, as they didn't show up on the online rent portal.

I've faithfully paid my rent reliably since I've lived here (now for close to 3 years), been late once or twice, but I like to think I'm a good renter. However, my apartment complex is under new management and they're pretty tyrannical, but I've already unfortunately signed my lease. Despite them knowing I'm currently out of a job, they don't care whatsoever. (I'm fairly certain this is because they're remodeling all of the apartments and want me out to remodel mine.)

I have a job lined up as of yesterday, but I don't know when I'll start and it doesn't pay well. (My old job paid $17.50/hr full time and this one pays $11.60/hr + 1% commission + 1$ spiffs part time.) I tried to sign up for unemployment just before I got the call from said job, but I didn't realize my ID expired back in March and won't be able to get a new one until Aug. 23rd.

I currently have roughly $50 to my name for pet food for my cats and mice and for bits of general things, but will get a last paycheck from my old job next week for hopefully around $200 since it was barely a full week's worth (I got paid every two weeks). However, I need a total of $775 for rent, including (what I'm assuming is) $25/day for late fees. I know it's a lot to ask and I don't like to ask, but I'll really take whatever y'all can offer.

Again, anything is appreciated and if y'all could give me some reblogs to spread the word, I'd really appreciate it :')

#fundraising #gofundme #paypal #venmo #cashapp #housing crisis #donations

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aeternatenebra · 9 months

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So I did this experiment with Character AI

I tried to ask various characters and historical figures to “unclog a sink”.

These are the results:

- Lord Voldemort: helped me unclog the sink first, then asked questions. Many of them. He eventually decided that we had become close friends. Very wholesome, actually.

- Harry Potter: helped me unclog the sink; immediately after, asked me to go on a date with him. What.

- Gandalf: very detailed and competent. Checked my sink to know what the problem was, gave a detailed explanation and then fixed it without even using his magic. What a chad. 10/10.

- Julius Caesar: helped unclog the sink, gave good advices on how to keep it clean and suggested not to give money to plumbers cause they’re a fraud lmao

- Napoleon Bonaparte: didn’t unclog the sink on my behalf; instead, gave me instructions on what to do to unclog it, in an assertive tone. Not what I wanted, but the sink is working at least.

- Leonardo da Vinci: said he was an expert plumber, fixed my sink so effortlessly that I couldn’t help but be impressed. Asked me to pay for the service and then said I was very lucky that my sink was “of the highest priority in [his] list of plumbing emergencies”.

- Tywin Lannister: said he was busy, but helped me understand the problem. Then suggested that I called a professional.

- Sasuke Uchiha: said he didn’t know how to unclog a sink. He was utterly pissed off by this question.

- Neuvillette: straight up tricked me into going on a date with him. Wth man calm down. Sink is still clogged btw.

- Scaramouche: “If you are stupid enough to clog a sink, you are probably better off washing your dishes in the local river”

- Edward Elric: not even tried to use alchemy, just asked to show him where the sink was and took his time to fix it with his own hands.

- Rei Ayanami: said my sink was clogged because a piece of plastic got stuck in the drain “for improper disposal”. Helped to unclog it.

- Gendo Ikari: said to turn the valve counterclockwise. Then stared menacingly.

- Levi Ackerman: asked where the sink was, went there without saying a word and fixed it. Then went back to what he was doing. He looked tired.

- Allen Walker: said he was busy and that I could use a plunger. Helped after I said he made me sad. Also, he told me to “watch the power of the plunger at work”.

- Griffith: he led me to the sink *I* asked him to unclog, as he knew already which one I meant. He unclogged it, then smiled at me.

- Circe: at first was reluctant to help, eventually decided to unclog my sink. Then turned me into an insect. OG drama queen.

- Athena: found a plastic toy that was stuck in the trap. Helped me remove it and now my sink works just fine. Said she was glad to help one of her citizens.

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chewbokachoi · 3 months

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So, uh...my brain really liked the idea of Tomáš now being on the run from Bi-Han. No, this is not a "Bi-Han's a just pure evil!!" thing. Alas, the rough framework I have will happen as it does.

It's a nice little "stretch" between writing other things.

Tomáš could feel the smoke pouring off of him. He wasn't sure what happened, but he hit a point where he wasn't able to turn the magic off. It was taking all of his energy to keep a clear path for little Satoshi, who was curled up against his chest and held in place by a mud-encrusted sling. Tomáš had lost track of how many days they had been on the run. Too many, as if that needed to be said.

But they had finally made it to Outworld. Liu Kang's temple was out of the question, and Tomáš had to force himself to not think about it, otherwise he would become blinded by rage once more. While the gap in his memory had been small, he didn't like the fact that one moment he was at the steps of the temple, denied, and next moment he awoke, fleeing to Outworld. The most he could allow himself was acknowledging Geras was doing his job. Any more thought on it, and Tomáš didn't want to know what would happen next.

At the very least, he could ask for some sort of safety or sanctuary. Possibly arrange something for Satoshi's safety–surely he had more say in Satoshi's life now than Bi-Han? Blood or not, he didn't doubt Mileena would rule in his favor.

He just had to get there.

And teleporting was out of the question. Not just because of how drained he was, but he didn't like what teleporting risked for Satoshi. Maybe he was imagining it–maybe he was worrying too much. But Tomáš could have sworn after every teleport, something in Satoshi's eyes changed. It was temporary, and he was back to being as normal of a baby as any baby could with being on the run.

Tomáš felt his legs begin to shake. He hoped it was exhaustion and not them evaporating.

"What's this?" Said a familiar voice, his voice lowered for the fun of it.

Tomáš felt his stomach sink. He closed his eyes and turned around. "Reiko. Not now. Please…" He opened his eyes to see Reiko, the scar he had received from Onaga made his pale eyes all the more menacing.

Reiko snorted. "Begging already?" He shook his head. "What is the Second in Command of the Shirai Ryu doing out here in the wilds of Outworld?"

Tomáš felt the smoke curling around his skin become heavier. He was going to black out again. Taking a deep breath, Tomáš held Satoshi closer. "Please. For your sake and mine–let me through. You don't care for the Empress, you're just here to cause trouble. There's no honor in that. If you're here for a mission, let me through and I won't say a word."

Satoshi stirred and began to whimper.

Reiko's eyes locked on Satoshi. But before he could say anything, Tomáš felt the rage and fear take hold. The smoke around him thickened and wrapped around him, blackening his world and memory.

Tomáš was on his back. And he was on something like cobblestone. He felt his ears unclog as the last of the smoke whisked itself away. There were many footsteps and the clanging of sectioned staffs being made ready.

"Keep the intruder…" Tanya's voice trailed off. "By Argus–Smoke?"

He could feel Satoshi's tiny hands batting at his chin. What felt more like prying his lids apart, Tomáš opened his eyes. It was hard to see Tanya as she was standing directly in front of the sun, looking down at him. "Tanya?" He croaked.

"What happened? Is that an infant? What are–"

"Please!" Tomáš moved as if to lift Satoshi, but stopped--sudden movements were a mistake around Tanya. "We need safety! If you can't give it to me, please, give it to Satoshi."

"Safety from what?" Tanya asked, her tone regaining its command.

"Bi-Han. Bi-Han has destroyed the Shirai Ryu. We're all that's left, and I don't care what happens to me, but please just keep Satoshi–"

"We can grant you immediate safety. Calm down," Tanya commanded. Then she motioned for somebody to come forward before lowering herself next to Tomáš. "You both look terrible. I do not doubt that the Empress will grant her favorite hunting partner safety, at least long enough to learn what has happened and make sure you're both unharmed. Understand?"

Tomáš felt strong hands begin to lift him up. He just nodded.

#mk1 2023 #mk smoke #tomas vrbada #mk satoshi #reiko #tanya #a series of orphanating events

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holdoncallfailed · 9 months

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our super sent a plumber to our apartment to unclog our kitchen sink but apparently the issue is more severe than anticipated and has exceeded the limits of the plumber's expertise so he's calling in backup but the backup hasn't come yet so he's currently hanging out in our living room while my roommate and i are working...i think he just lives with us now...

#welcome to our home gay plumber <3 #i offered him a glass of water which he declined #i want to give him an orange or some kind of snack. tell him he can watch the tv #update: he declined the orange too :( gay plumber you'll starve...#text

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crystalsnow95z · 11 months

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Hoseok with a bad cold and a stuck sneeze with a bunch of false starts

Sorry it went in its own direction as always..

"Hobi-hyung did you just hiccup?" Jungkook asks when he sees Hoseok's breath hitching.

"Huh? Yeah.. yeahI'm fine.." Hoseok replies, stumbling into Jungkook. "I thought I had to sneeze.. sorry.."

"Hyung I think you need some water, come on." Jungkook leads him to the bar counter. "[Water please?]" He speaks English to the bartender.

"Heh..heh..." Hoseok feels the urge to sneeze again, but it doesn't come. Jungkook bows to the bartender, taking the water for him and Hoseok, leading him to a quiet corner.

"Drink Hyungie, please?" Jungkook holds the cup to Hobi's lips, tipping it slowly, trying to be sure he doesn't spill. When he found Hoseok alone, spaced out in the corner of the room, he knew he was at least tipsy.

Hoseok takes a few swallows of water before pushing it away, feeling the sneeze returning, running his finger over his nostrils.

"Ah I'm sorry, did i get it in your nose?" Jungkook apologizes.

"Huh? No.. I'm fine.." Hobi pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to force the sneeze out. "Ha..hah.." he sighs when no sneeze comes. "I'm feeling better after the water." He takes the water himself, taking another swig. "I'm okay..but I need to use the bathroom.."

"Taehyungie-hyung!" Jungkook yells over the music, trying to get his attention, but Taehyung continues to dance to the rhythm. "Taehyung-ah! TAEHYUNGIE!" He cups his hands and yells, finally getting his attention.

Taehyung looks around when he hears his name, seeing Jungkook push through the crowd, moving towards him. "I thought you were with Hobi-hyung." He cups his hands around his mouth, talking close to Jungkook's ear."Where'd he go?"

"He went to the bathroom, and I guess he couldn't find me again. Someone tried speaking to me while i was trying to follow, but my English is bad, and i didn't want to seem rude."Jungkook admits blushing in embarrassment.

Taehyung giggles, imagining Jungkook quickly excusing himself as soon as he spotted one of his members."I'm struggling to talk too.. Namjoon-ah is over there, he's busy.." He points. He was waiting for Namjoon to finish talking to the host since he hardly knew anyone, so he was happy to see the mankae.

Hoseok was still in the bathroom, trying to unclog his nose. "Ugh.. I was fine this morning.. why do I feel so awful?" He sighs, flushing the used tissue down the toliet.

"Hoba?" Yoongi's voice is heard in the bathroom.

Hoseok leaves the stall, going to the sink to wash his hands. "Oh, Hi Yoongi-hyung.."

"Are you okay? Your nose is running.." Yoongi takes a bit of paper towel, dabbing it under Hobi's nose. "Did you get sick?"

"Ah. Yeah. I think I drank a bit too much.. I think I'm gonna take a cab home.." Hoseok hugs Yoongi, finding comfort in his brothers embrace.

"We should all start heading out anyway, we have early practice tomorrow, I'll call us a cab." Yoongi rubs his back, leading him out.

"Didn't you want to use the bathroom?" Hoseok asks.

"I can hold it. You're more important." Yoongi says simply, scanning the crowd for his team, relieved when he sees Jin's broad shoulders in the crowd talking to Halsey. "Hyung, we need to get Hoba home,he's not feeling well.. [Sorry Halsey. We must go now. J-Hope, not well.]" He switched to English for her.

"[Nah, you're so good. You want me to help you find the boys?]" Halsey offers, scanning the room already.

"[Ah, yes. Help find. Meet outside.]" Jin stumbled over the English words, hardly able to think with the loud music.

"Ah..ah..." The itch of a sneeze entered Hoseok's nostrils, his breath hitching, but no sneeze came, letting out a soft whine."aiish.. it hurts.."

"Let's go get you some water and fresh air Hobi." Jin takes Hoseok from Yoongi, unable to hear his unsteady breath as another sneeze comes and goes with no relief. He was too focused on finding the red exist sign.

"Hobi-hyung, it's time to wake up."

Hoseok hears Jimin calling to him, but he feels too tired to open his eyes. "Mmn.." He lets out a soft sound of acknowledgement to his roommate, but even that made his throat hurt.

"Come on, Hoseok-ssi, you need to get up. We need to get to practice early today because of the meeting later." Jimin crawls on top of Hoseok's body, wrapping around him.

"Augh..Jiminie, stop that. I can't breathe.." Hoseok voice comes out hoarsely, making Jimin quickly move off of him.

"I'm sorry Hobi, did I hurt you?" Jimin rubs Hoseok'a side where he thinks he pushed too hard. "Are you okay?"

"It's okay. I just woke up and everything hurts..." Hoseok admits, suppressing a cough.

"What? Are you okay?"Jimin reaches to touch J-hope's cheek. "You don't feel warm, but maybe you should get checked out just in case.."

"I'll be okay after some medicine..." Hoseok sits up to prove he was okay, even if it made his head spin. He felt so congested, his head throbbing violently.

"I'll go get you some medicine. Wait here." Jimin leaves the room, looking for pain pills for Hoseok. "Ah, good morning, Yoongi-hyungie, Jinnie-hyung, Jungkookie. Do you know where there's any pain pills?"

"Pain pills? Are you okay Jimin-ah? Was it when you fell over the speaker last night?" Jin asks, making Jimin blush in embarrassment.

"It's not for me, it's for Hobi-hyung. I'm fine." Jimin says with a pout, going back to his search.

"I have some in my room, I'll go bring him some. You go get ready." Yoongi pushes Jimin towards the bathroom where Taehyung was blow-drying his hair.

"Ah, good morning Jimin-ah, did you sleep well?" Taehyung asks, greeting him with a sleepy smile.

"Yeah, I passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow. I don't remember the last time I slept that well. Hobi-hyungie woke up feeling sick, though."

"Me too.. I'm glad we left early.." Taehyung fuffs out his hair. "I thought I heard coughing last night.."

"I don't think I was coughing.. my throat feels fine. It must've been Hobi-hyung.." Jimin says while adding toothpaste to his brush. "We'll just keep an eye on him. Yoongi is with him right now."

Yoongi goes from his room to the room Hoseok and Jimin shared with water and a higher dosage pain pill to his bed. "Hoba, are you okay? You look pale."

J-hope coughs, clearing his throat to speak. "I think I'm catching a bit of a cold, I'll be fine, though."

"A cold? Here, take this for now. I'll go get you some cough syrup." Yoongi hands him the tablets and water.

"Thanks, Hyung.."

The medicine helped suppress Hoseok's coughs, but it did nothing to stop the constant feeling of having to sneeze. The other members noticed it, too. It's only been a few hours since they started practice, and the medicine was wearing off.

Hoseok started coughing every time he had to raise his voice over the music, making the others feel guilty for making mistakes.

"I'm sorry Hoba.." Jin looks down when he accidently stepped on his foot.

"Hyung, you're moving too fast." Hoseok tried not to lose his patience, but with the pounding headache returning at full force, he just wanted to move on as soon as possible so he could lay down.

"I'll slow down." Jin promises, guilt worming in his belly.

"Heh..heh...mmmnn.." Hoseok tried to sneeze, whimpering when it doesn't come. "Hang on.. I need a minute.."

"Hyung, maybe I could lead, and you take a rest?Yesterday, you said I had it mastered.." Taehyung offers.

"No. I'm oh..ah.." Hoseok puts up one finger, waiting for the sneeze that builds up. "Ah..." His eyes water from the pressure building, but nothing came, making him change his mind." Maybe.. for a little bit.. I'm going to try to blow my nose to see if that helps.."

"Okay, Hope. Don't worry about us. Take as long as you need. We'll be fine." Namjoon pats his back as Hoseok walks past, going to the nearest bathroom. He takes a wad of toliet paper, trying to ease the pressure built up behind his eyes by removing the mucus, but no matter how hard he tried, nothing came.

"Fu*k.." Hoseok whimpers, when he feels the pressure of another sneeze building, his lungs filling up with air to release it. "Hah..hah..Heh'itichih! Hah...ah..." He sighed with annoyance when only one came, tears streaming down unwillingly.

We have a tour in two days, I can't be sick right now, my members need me. I need to get over this.. everyone is already stressed out.

He slides down the wall and swiped the back of his hand across his eyes in frustration, hearing the bathroom door open. He didn't want to be seen like this. Not by the younger groups who looked up to him.

"Hoeseok-sunbaenim?" Beomgyu, a member of TXT entered the bathroom. "Are you okay?" He rushes to kneel at Hoseok's side. "Are you crying?"

"My eyes are just watering because I have to sneeze, but it won't come. I felt dizzy, so I took a seat.." Hoseok tells him, only telling half of the truth. "I'm just not feeling well.."

"Ah, maybe I could help you. Have you tried taking a tissue, rolling the tip to a little cone shape and tickling your nostril?" The young singer rushes out of the bathroom to look for a box of tissues.

"Cute.." Hoseok smiles, watching him go, his smile quickly fading when he feels another sneeze forming, gasping in air.

Beomgyu rams into Jimin in his hurry to help, bowing quickly. "Ah I'm sorry. I'm sorry,Jimin-sunbaenim."

"It's okay. You didn't hurt me. Beomgyu, what's the hurry?" Jimin asks.

"Ah.. I went to get some tissues for J-hobi-sunbaenim.." Beomgyu replies, holding a square box in his hand. "I wanted to show him a trick to see if it'll help him sneeze."

"Thank you for helping Hobi-hyung, I was just coming to check on him. We can go together." Jimin pats his back fondly, entering the bathroom.

"Hobi-hyung?" Jimin looks around the room, spotting Hoseok, face covered by his hands. "Are you okay?" He asks, voice filled with concern, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"No, my head hurts.. it feels like it's splitting.." Hoseok whines, blushing in embarrassment when he looks up and sees Beomgyu with Jimin.

"Ah, I found this trick online when I was sick last week.. You..uhm.. you take the tissue like this and gently wiggle it.." Beomgyu felt shy, rolling the tissue to a point, his hands trembling with nerves. Even though he met the members of BTS a handful of times, he never spoke to them alone outside of a quick passing by hello.

"Go back to your team. It's okay. I'll take care of Hobi-hyung." Jimin smiles sweetly, stroking his hair fondly. "I don't want you to get sick."

"Ah, right. Feel better soon, Hobi-hyung.. ah..Hobi-sunbaenim.." Beomgyu quickly corrected himself, ears turning red.

"You can call me Hyung." Hoseok smiles, taking the tissue from him. "Thank you.."

"Ah, alright, Hyung.." He bows to the two members, leaving out of the room.

J-hope tries Beomgyu's advice, taking the rolled end and gently pushing it in. The tissue tickled his nose, triggering the sneezes he desperately tried getting out himself. "Heh..heh'tichi! Heit..heh'itch..! Heh'xich!"

"Oh! It worked!" Jimin smiles, rubbing Hoseok shoulder to try to comfort him. "I'm glad.."

"Jeh..Heh..Heh'tichi..! Heh'tichiugh.." Hoseok groans, rubbing the tissue across his nose, sighing in relief when he feels some of the pressure.

"Are you feeling any better?" Jimin gives him a new tissue.

"Yeah, that's a lot better.." Hoseok gives him a reassuring smile. "Let's go back to the others.."Jimin offers his hand, pulling Hoseok to his feet.

"Okay, thanks for checking up on me.." Hoseok keeps hold of Jimin's hand, feeling comfort in its warmth.

"You don't have to thank me for that. We couldn't concentrate with thinking you were all alone and miserable.." Jimin squeezes his hand, leading him back to the room.

"I'm so embarrassed. Beomgyu saw me crying in the bathroom and then heard me whining to you. I'll have to give him a proper...heh..heh.." J-hope's breath hitched, winding up for a sneeze that never comes. "Aiish.. that hurt.."

"Maybe you should go home and rest.. we got it handled on our own." Jimin suggests, already knowing he wouldn't rest.

"No you guys will just goof off if I leave. I'll manage just fine. It's not as bad after getting some sneezes out. I'll skip the meeting, though. I can at least trust you guys there." Hoseok teases, sounding more like himself again.

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micronations and their parent countries: a hetalia ramble

so i was thinking about this and couldn't find shit so here goes my headcanons

well it feels more like i'm stating facts but there's some headcanons in here and def since I haven't read the latest episodes properly. I'll probably make a proper headcanon list later

First off- i imagine them as like. What happens when a group of people get ambitious, and suddenly this personification pops up like some weird ritual. This post sums it up. I mostly agree with it.

anyways

Austria: from my parenting post: he's a lot better at ot it now, or maybe he just decided that trying tobdo anything to Kugel is just too much work. He's...definitely one of those parents with the slightly-feral child, and okay so he did try to profit off the kid but he does that with everything including his own famous composer, his own landmarks, and everything in between. Look, the kid's (usually) fed, has endless art supplies, and as long as he doesn't do anything too destructive Austria lets him be. Actually he and Sweden might be in kahoots, considering that time both Ladonia and Kugelmugel planned to do some construction work....(Veneziano is just a little jealous Kugel doens't have no-pasta punishments)

Speaking of Sweden: total pushover. Ladonia knows this. Sealand is learning this. If your eyes are big enough you WILL get the reward. But he's also best dad, such a dad, had a closet of dad stuff, we all know this he's a family man (Finland is the babysitter bestie that ends up at Sweden's half the time because the man lives in an IKEA and it's a little bit chaotic he won't lie) (I imagine they did quite a lot of renovation work to make the IKEA liveable, but that does beg the question: how many living rooms does Sweden have and can you imagine trying to leave Sweden's after a night of drinking- actually maybe that's why, Sweden was trying to do a social experiment on drunk Denmark-)

but anyways yeah, Finland lets Sweden deal with the children. His kids, his problem. It works, and anyways between them they already have Aland and all those other bits of their countries to deal with. Finland's got his hands full. Sweden's def the dad teaching you how to fix all the problems yourself though, Ladonia and Sealand def know how to unclog a toilet and change a sink pipe. Probably have the most human-like family experience, excluding NikoNiko. A sense of normalcy if you will.

America is more like the cool older cousin. He's already got 50 states and too many territories, why not add a few micronations? He and Canada treat the micros like the rest of their states minus the boring legislature stuff- their micronations can run wild, just don't cause problems, pay your taxes, and they can run themselves it's probably fiiiiine. I mean, look at Alaska and Hawaii! They're doing fine! Uh, don't look at Florida, or look at Quebec wrong. Though unlike the states and provinces, the gaggle of North America micronations tend to submit more to their ruling country considering 1. America and Canada are very very very strong and 2. Why try to fight for independence when you can chill out and have them do most of the work for you? Their states and provinces they reside in kinda just don't care too much, but Nevada and California are also Just Like That anyways, no comment on the Aerican Empire's colonization of Mars though. America and Canada keep some awareness of their micronations but unlike China and Japan, who have all their provinces with them in one house, it's spread over like....70 hours total....so for the NA bros, just an occassional check-in is usually fine to them. The micronations end up being a bit free-reign from this but America and Canada tend to be a little occupied being superpowers. America did get Molossia that weird pet of his as an apology a long time ago, and Canada sends maple flavored cookies to his micronations whenever he does a baking stream with America.

Australia: Probably the strictest of the parent countries, somehow. Cracks down on Hutt River's missed taxes, insists on the Wy Driveway Issue, etc. He's a wilderness hellscape trooper, alright? New Zealand is the cool uncle that's tired of playing parent so he lets everything be.

England looks at Sealand like his annoying little brother, or that little cousin you have to keep an eye on. He's plenty guilty for the whole war thing, but is usually too busy fighting France or America or restoring castles or dealing with royals to keep tabs on a child at the standard he'd prefer, so he lets Sweden handle Sealand most of the time. Sealand's first instinct is to bother England though, so that's that. It's actually kind of sweet, once you get past England's default mode being being pissed off by something and Sealand mouthing off on purpose to be The Problem (for attention). And England, despite his threats, will never leave Sealand out in the rain on his doorstep. To the point he's canonically sat through weird phone conversations. He's just...not ready to be essentially a parent again, after America and having to let go of Canada, Australia, India, New Zealand...... (he is also very scared of his family tree if he thinks about micronations)

Japan is an old man. He's a socially Awkward baby deer who's somehow in charge of all these prefectures and now he has to deal with NikoNiko poping up every so often???? Screw that! (He does give NikoNiko his personal number though. The kid might have a living family and micronation friends to hang with and the prefectures to bother, but Japan's still a believer in raising them right, and his door's open no matter how...odd....the circumstances are)

Seborga just hangs with the rest of Italy's former city-states. I headcanon that when Veneziano and Romano became the two prominant personifications for Italy, the others backed off like with Germany's older brothers uniting to form Germany, except the two already existed. Most of them disappeared, but a few stuck around and surrpsiingly because Seborga couldn't decide if he should be his own country or not he got to stick around too! Italy V doesn't mind and neither does Italy R, so Seborga finds himself quite relaxed with two older brothers, he's disappointed he doesn't get to grow up but he's probably the most "normal" of the micros and honestly? The Italies treat him like he's a state, so he's fine where he is in life. At least he gets to see his brotheres frequently enough

actually it was probably like he woke up to find out everyone was one country now, and was like "cool whatever i'll do the paperwork later", few asleep, and later on he was like "oh shoot" but Italy had unified and at some point Seborga kinda just accepted he was a micronation when his people went "yo" since he never actually signed anything and the Italies were like "lol thats funny yeah that's fine whatever". Oh gosh, does that make Seborga technically adoptively realted to Austria and by extension Germany and wait does that Make Kugel technically Seborga's cousin-

wait omg that one episode where Seborga asks Austria about Kugel.

welp that's enough for one day

idk thats it for now i need to catch up on the new guys.

#hetalia #headcanon #hetalia headcanons #hetalia hcs #micronationos #hetalia micronations #hws micronations #hws

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