#take this as an apology for taking so long to update

[yanderemommabean]

Hey It's been a while

First, I just want to apologize for being gone as long as I have. Things got to a heated point at home, and I had to postpone my move until August while facing some health concerns.

Im finally out of that god forsaken house. But it wasn't easy. They cornered me, and I cried for six hours trying to just hold on until the next day when I could go.

Im so so so fucking sorry I havent been able to be on here. I know you all must have been worried sick, and I should've at least made some update posts, but Ive been stressed as all hell in my new home trying to get insurance figured out so I can get insulin, trying to get a job for rent and Sammy's meds (he got diagnosed with heart worms, and im devastated at how long it's been going on so we're trying like hell to get him better, ive been up days in a row worried sick about it while waiting on job offers and its killing me).

I got to take Pixie, and she got checked out too and I havent heard anything, so that's good! I've been sick and trying to figure everything out, and was just not able to write like ive been wanting to. I had to leave behind one person i really didn't want to, who unfortunately is stuck with my family, and its also been eating at me.

I'm alive, just stressed and sick and trying to heal from abuse and the shock of not being yelled at for being sick and scared and making mistakes.

Again, Im so sorry you guys. I should have tried to update at all, I've just had so much going on and so much sickness. I am so grateful to have you guys at all, and the sweet messages you sent me made me smile when I finally logged in and read them.

I can't guarantee an everyday post like I usually used to do, but I'm going to try and at least be back more than I have been! I love you beans. I'm so sorry for the radio silence. Everything came to a fever pitch and has been nonstop trying to get settled in since I finally got away, which was the end of August. Before that, I was sick, unable to stand up without passing out, and barely eating because the abuse was so bad that staying in my room and starving was better than any interaction. I wont go into too much detail but the abuse was another large part I didn't want to post. Just bed rotting and hoping time would speed up to get me out of there.

Anyway, this was a terrible ramble, I'll hush, but thank you all so much for your messages, and im happy to be back! Even if just a bit at a time for now until im more settled in <3

Much love!

-Mommabean

[inniefulme]

you're so forgetful !

summary ; in which the skz members are your boyfriend and: you asked them to do something/had something to do but forgot to do it and now you're mad so now they try to apologize!

bf!skz x shorttempered!reader

notes ; my last post got WAY more attention than intended so now i am incredibly worried about finishing the actual thing fast.. here's a little something while you wait teehee (update: i forgot this app even existed WTFF i swear school has been busy please understand)

warnings ; swearing, some sexual jokes at bin and hyune's part but not tm, didn't exactly go throufh everything so might have some spelling/grammar mistakes so i apologize in advance !!!! reader isn't mentioned in the story, lmk if i miss anything <3

© inniefulme on tumblr. do not repost, remake, or steal.

bang chan

you probably asked him to defreeze the meat in the fridge when you left to buy groceries and other home needs but he forgot to because he was so engrossed on his computer and even had the time to go live for stays !!!! and he couldn't even take the meat out.. (ik what ur thinking)

you were definitely MAD because you wanted to have a nice dinner with him and you already planned everything out, it was already 10 pm when u got back too :( now you're ignoring him after you scolded him for forgetting

"y/n, please, i'm sorry. i swear i really did forget." is all he could say, he's too confused to think of what to say because he knew he messed up bad time when you're even rejecting his spoilers for the next come back like ??????

he'd be sitting in front of his computer thinking about what could possibly be a way to win you back, he even decided to go live again to ask stays. some said get you something you would like, or maybe just keep saying sorry.

he decided to do the next best thing, keep saying sorry of course!

"y/n, i'm really sorry. please forgive me, please, please?" he begs right in front of you kneeling down as u sat down on the couch completely ignoring his presence while you watched the tv.

he looked so sad at this point, ready to give up as he sat beside you. "i really am.." he pouted, leaning his head against your shoulder. you of course couldn't bare seeing him like that anymore and gave up, patting his head

"it's fine.. stop whining." you said, which chan immediately perked up hearing and looked up at you again. "are you sure? really?" he tries to get your confirmation first.

"yes.. don't worry." you replied, which made him sigh in relief as he placed your hand on his. "i really just, really am sorry. i won't let this happen again okay? even though it was about some meat in the fridge." you laughed, nodding. "promise?"

"promise." he kisses the back of your hand and smiled widely

lee know

genuinely i didn't know what he'd forget to do the most so i just thought of something dumb

and what dumb is it? you asked him to login to your game later so you don't lose you streak of course!

and he still forgot because he slept, woke up, played with the cats, eat and slept again probably

now you're pissed off because you were on your 143 streak and he ruined it :(

"oh come on it's just a game.." he makes up an excuse. "a game i spent hours on! don't you know how long it took to login that much and now you made me lose my streak?!" you crossed your arms, pouting

"you're overreacting, c'mere." he extends his hands out. "no, i'm mad." you looked away

"oh please, i'm not falling for that.." well i guess he did because you kept on ignoring him for 3 hours straight which made him go insane ngl not being able to touch you, especially when you're at home with him and still REFUSING physical contact

"okay fine, i'm sorry okay? please open the door, soonie wants to see you." he knocks on the door. "is it soonie or you're the one who wants to see me?" you asked

"both. now open up." he keeps on knocking and refusing to stop, which made you annoyed. "the door isn't even locked dumbass." you yelled out, which made him silent for a moment before opening the door

"could've told me before.." he rolls his eyes playfully, before getting in bed with you. "i really am sorry okay, don't ignore me like that ever again." he snuggles up with you as soonie joined in

"then don't do something like that again.." you groaned. "i promise, okay?" he assures you, holding you in his arms tight

changbin

here's an interesting one!

ahm.. something like lee know's maybe? he forgot to... do the laundry?????

that's all i could think of sorry

no bc u told him to do it like 4 hours ago while u had some work to do, you didn't even leave the house or anything but no now it's 10 pm and he still forgot womp womp

your favorite shirt is in the pile too and you were planning on wearing it tmrw when u and binnie go out :((((

"you could've set a reminder at least?!" you scolded him, which he just sat there in the couch crossing his arms feeling bad because he knew it was his fault

"i forgot to set one too.." he mutters, looking up at you. "you're too forgetful sometimes, it's bad!"

"it can't be helped okay!" changbin snaps back, before he pulled you onto his lap and groaned. "sorry. stop being so mad about it, you can find other shirts that could fit on you."

"but you said you loved that one the most.." you pouted. "you look good in anything, and i'll love you no matter. it doesn't make much of a difference." he says while running his hand through your hair "i just loved it because it compliments your body the most." he smirks

"hmph.." you whine, refusing to touch him in any sort of way despite already being on top of him. "come on, i said i'? sorry..?" he cups your cheeks, before playing with it for a while. "here, i'll let you buy something from my phone.. how about that?" your ears perk up, as you quickly take a glance at him. "promise?" you asked. "promise, bub."

you smiled, before wrapping your arms around his neck and hugged him. "thsnk you~" you cooed, as changbin laughs it off. "in one other condition.." he adds

"let me do anything to you tonight, eh?" he raises an eyebrow teasingly, which made you blush a bit but simply shrugged it off as you hit him playfully

"ow!" he pretends to be hurt, as you pouted. "i guess that's a yes, hm love?" he chuckles, pulling his phone out of his pocket

hyunjin

let's say he forgot it was your date today, except like teeny bit worse

you were already dressed up, did a bit of makeup and everything, only to see him lying on the couch with the remote on his hand, skimming through the channels on the tv

you were genuinely confused, thinking you got the date wrong or anything, but no, it really was today

"hyune? why aren't you ready yet?" you asked. "hm? where we going?" he looks up from the couch, sitting up as he looks at you for a moment, smilinf at your appearance. "you're kidding right? you said we have a date."

"date? when?" he tilts his head to the side. "i don't remember setting one for us, you're messing things up babe." that is, until his phone alarm rang with the title; 'date with y/n'

you would agree that if he simply forgot and just needed a reminder, he'd be off the hook. but even saying YOU were the one messing things up despite being the one planning the whole thing is just another story

"oh fuck.." he mutters as he looks at his phone. not only that, he set it 2 hours after the actual date, now you both missed your reservation. "hwang hyunjin. are you kidding me right now?" you cross your arms, clearly mad

"i'm sorry, i totally forgot.. i was just-"

"too busy with the damn tv? oh i can see that!" you cut him off, now scolding him. "now we missed the reservation!" you groaned, stomping yout feet towards your room..

"babe, look, i'm really sorry okay? i didn't mean to." hyunjin tries to apologize, standing behind you in front of the mirror while you removed your not-too-much-of-makeup-but-still-was-something makeup that took work

"pleasee? i can still make it up to you, we can go elsewhere." he wraps his arms around you from behind, resting hid chin on your shoulder

"anywhere you want, my treat, you don't even have to do anything but enjoy yourself, how about that?"

your furrowed eyebrows slowly went upwards, as you stared at him from the mirror. "anything..?"

"yes, love." he kisses your cheek. "anything." you contemplate it for a moment, before you sighed. "fine.. since we're still going."

"there we go, there's my lover." he giggles, pinching your cheek. "no need for you to wear any makeup or change, your perfect as you are. i'll be taking your clothes off later eitherway." he says laughing, running his hand through your hair

[thebramblewood]

Apologies if you've answered this before, but I was looking through your asks and couldn't find anything.

Do you have any advice on how you take such good screenshots of your game? You have such a knack for lighting, having variety of shots, and making them immersive.

This is so sweet. Thank you! 🥰

If I'm being honest, it's 90% vibes and gut feelings for me. I don’t have any formal background in filmmaking or photography, and everything I know is by sheer osmosis. There’s a lot of fancy terminology to describe why certain image compositions look better than others. I admire and respect anyone who purposefully keeps that in mind. But I am definitely not that person. I think I’ve watched enough film and TV, though, to subconsciously be doing the "right thing" - or at least what looks right to me.

That being said, I think the best way to improve is practice. If you spend enough time doing something you'll obviously get better at it, even if you don't realize it at first. So the most important thing is to give yourself the patience to grow and the freedom to experiment! At any rate, here are some things I've learned that will maybe be helpful to others.

Camera Tricks: We all know the camera in TS4 can be a little wonky at times. I use Buckley's camera mod. It hasn't been updated in eons but still works as far as I can tell. It gives you more freedom with movement, and I've found it especially helpful for getting shots that are lower to the ground.

Now that I've realized how sneakily useful first person camera can be, I also take advantage of that all the time. There's the trick of making your Sim look in a specific direction. (This works with poses and gameplay actions, by the way! For example, I used it to turn Caleb's head toward Lilith while he was trimming the bonsai tree.) There's the Dutch angle trick explained in this video. This is great for moments of disorientation and unease. I also just straight-up used first person camera to convey Helena's confusion upon waking after being turned.

Also, saved camera positions are your best friends. You can save up to five positions using CTRL+5-9. Then you just click the corresponding number to return to that position. I've used these for so many reasons. By taking two shots in the same position and Photoshopping them together, I've been able to edit Sims in (like Vlad below), fix accessory clashes (the book was in the hat category, so Lilith couldn't actually wear it at the same time as the towel on her head), and to pose Sims in open doorways (Helena had to walk through the door to open it for the Vatores, so I shot both halves separately).

Zoom: I love smashing that zoom button, whether it's zooming way in or way out. Zoomed out shots are perfect for establishing setting or as interstitial shots during a long conversation when you don't want to always focus on Sims' faces. They're also great for the draaama. Extreme close-ups are great for emphasizing emotion or a tiny but significant detail. Playing around with the extremes of zoom is one of the best ways to achieve shot variety!

Focus: I don't think Reshade is a necessity for good visual storytelling, but it does make certain things easier. I rely a lot on depth of field shaders to pull focus in shots. I like using cinematic depth of field especially in conversations to blur some characters while emphasizing others. I feel like this helps ground conversations because it reminds us there are multiple participants instead of always zeroing in on the speaker alone. Another way to play with focus is to allow the angle to mirror the emotions of the conversation. It's an older shot, but I always liked how Caleb seems to cower beneath Lilith's bat form here even though she's technically smaller. And in the recent conversation between Lilith and Helena, I kept the camera to Lilith's back to emphasize her vulnerability and discomfort and put the focus on Helena's reaction to it.

Framing/Angles: I do this by pure instinct, honestly, and have gotten better at getting it right on the first shot over time. I used to take half a dozen shots of the same pose from different angles and choose the best one. Nowadays, I'm quicker to commit and often take only one shot. I've learned that if something immediately tickles my brain, it's usually the way to go. I usually angle shots so that the characters aren't looking directly at camera, as it seems more natural that way. On the other hand, sometimes the direct to camera look can actually work in more confrontational or unsettling moments.

Environment: If I can help it, I don't do my own builds. In some ways, this is a disadvantage because I have to set up the scene within a space that wasn't specifically catered to it. On the other hand, it makes for fun little surprises, like the ability to peek in through a skylight or frame two characters within perfectly placed archways. I like using objects and structures to create interest when I can. I often don't discover things like this until I'm pulling the camera around and randomly happen upon them. I definitely recommend navigating all around to see what you've got to work with before committing to any specific angle. You might find one you didn't even think of!

Lighting: I do what I can with the game's lighting. I avoid placing ceiling lamps or at least turn the brightness down much lower, and I don't usually turn all the lights on in a room at once. I tend to change the color to one of the warmer golden hues to avoid a stark white that washes everything out. I always like when I can get some sources of light into frame because it adds a lot to the ambience. But I've also been using Relight on all of my posts lately. It's an addiction, and it truly makes all the difference. I'll use it to give light sources a stronger glow so they stand out more and also to create shadows on Sims' faces. It's also very good for flashlights and computer screen glow!

After having self-indulgently written all this, I'm not sure how much is usable advice versus rambling musings. I find it hard to give storytelling "tips" because so much of it feels innate and personal and hard to put into generalized terms. I also don't want to imply that every one of my shots is perfect or that there aren't a million other ways to go about achieving good results. But thank you to anyone who's made it this far, and I hope you found it worthwhile. 💕

[soaps-mohawk]

(i apologize in advance as this is probably gonna be long as hell. I love Price so my brain just honed in on him this latest chapter, sorry for the rant but i. am. invested.)

Since Price always has and always will be my favorite character in both canon and AUs, it breaks my heart (in a good way) to see him doubt his entire person. It almost feels like he could sit on the edge of the bed after yet another sleepless night, sigh and just go "i'm leaving the pack". Saying Simon can take over and that he never should have marked anyone, not even Kyle, because of his lifestyle and personality. Not sure if it's the same as canon in this fic, but Price has been a military man since he was a teen. He's not going to leave it, not even sure he can even if he wanted to and it has shaped him as a human. With him now being so experienced, (traumatized), mature and capable of cold hard logic, I could see him looking at the current situation and just going "this isn't working", identifying himself as the biggest reason for it not working and attempting to remove himself just as coldly as he would leave fatally wounded soldiers in the field or blowing up civilians (like in the 2019 game with the bomb hostage) because that's just what you have to do sometimes for the greater good. I could see him sitting down and having this talk with Simon over a cigar. Not sure how this AUs Simon would respond though, especially with the current situation..

A lot of focus is always on omegas (for understandable reasons) in omegaverse AUs when it comes to weakness, doubt and hurt because alphas are the strong providers and protectors with all the power, both physically and emotionally. It's nice to see fics where alphas aren't some indestructible machines that don't get affected when things happen. They're even more sensitive than omegas if you look at things close enough. Just look a little too long at their omega and they're ready to throw hands like immature teenagers.

All that to say; Even if it hurts, I'm always glad to see Price get some focus, especially as the packs leader. And always looking forward to updates!

I love long as hell asks, so bring it on!!!

Mhm mhm I agree with this 100%. John is such an interesting character to flesh out because he's totally committed to his job, even if it means sacrificing others. And now he's having to face that in this fic, not just with his team and pack, but also with 'mega. He's being hit with that reality right now. He has a lot of hard decisions to make. Does he continue with his lifestyle or does he leave the military? Does he leave the pack and live with that pain forever for the sake of doing what he's always done, or does he face the fact that his life has changed drastically and now he has to leave to take care of his pack and omega? That's a huge conflict for him in this part of the story, as well as the rest of the pack. His decision is going to change them forever, one way or another. They all have decisions to make, but they can't really do that without knowing what he's going to do.

I do 100% agree with that too. Alphas get portrayed as these big, tough people that have no emotion except provide and protect and they get watered down so much when really they'd be so emotional. Probably more-so than omegas at their core.

I love showing stuff from Price's POV. He has such a contrasting POV from 'mega and I think it's important to show kind of what's going through his head in different situations since there's so much that weighs on him and his decisions. It's also just fun to show other POVs besides 'mega's. I love exploring things from other perspectives.

[pezhead]

Displacement~

[fox-teeth]

Working on getting copies of Werewolf’s Lament ready for the next shop update.

Did you know fluorescent orange and mint riso inks are difficult to photograph? I’m learning the hard way!

[bloody-blades]

" I guess I can't just leave the poor guy behind like that. He might aswell just join us for a while. I guess I could take him to the place where he's suppose to be at right now as an apology, Though I will still apologize properly once he wakes up. "

" Though that's for later. I have a bigger problem at hand. I should get my hands on HIM first. "

" The Angel Of Death. That's what they call him. I know that he's here now. But I cant find him and that's the problem. For all I know he could already be causing trouble. Oh god. The Roses. The Civilians. What if he got his hands on them already. What if he- "

[ SKITTER SKITTER ] " Hm ? "

" Where.. Hold on. "

" I will be right back. Stay right here and don't move. I'm not letting them go towards that Cave. "

[ FEW MOMENTS LATER ]

" ( Hmmrm??... God.. Where.. Where am I now? ) "

" ( Wait. Am. Am I- ) "

" ( Oh. Oh My God. What. What? WHAT?? ) "

" ( OKAY. So you're telling me I woke up in some weird and new world after I got blinded by some random light from some random guy in the afterlife , Then that weird guy in a robe told me... About some random nonesense that I can't even fully remember now , THEN I got knocked out again by... SOMETHING?? And here I am now. ONTOP OF A HORSE?? WHAT??? ) "

" Ah , Seems like you finally woke up , That's good. Glad to have you back! Though I have to apologize for my strange and unprofessional introduction the first and second time we have met. From now on you may call me Horseman. That's atleast the name others have given me. I'll explain other things later but for now please take things slowly and get comfortable around here. ( By the way here , A napkin to wipe some of the blood away. ) "

[tennessoui]

(cradles your face gently in my hands) your productivity, especially in fandom spaces, is not a reflection of your worth or measure of your talent we should leave those thoughts in 2022

[ask-imaginary-dreamers]

Gwyn, I'm curious... since you're heading to such a holy place for lack of a better word, what is your opinion on gods? Any favorites from any legends you've heard?

“It is because of them we have the wonderful world we live in. Without them, there’d be no dreams, emotions, art, weather, or even any ground for us to stand on!”

All Gods’ play an important role in our Universe. But… I suppose you could say I have a particular interest in Fade.

Gwyn’s voice was a mere murmur as they said the name. Their paws slightly tense against the rocky ground. They’re quiet for a moment, before they suddenly shake their head and look back at Curce.

“Anyway, there’s still a while to the peak so… Since you all seem curious, would you like to hear some of the legends?”

[Send the name of one of the Gods in the inbox, and Gwyn will tell you the legend of their ascension]

@curce

[tortoisebore]

HEY update timeline info!

ik i’ve been sharing more snippets lately and that is because my life has finally quieted down a bit (i finished the two giant massive huge projects i’ve been working on at my job for the last two months! one was a poster w the most detailed illustration i’ve ever done! like i spent 20+ hours on that bitch! & the other was a 40-page magazine i art directed & designed by myself from scratch! and now they are both DONE and subsequently have taken on the role of being my biological children! AND i actually followed through & uploaded them both to my portfolio site in a timely fashion!) so now i have lots more creative energy to work on writing chapter 9 🕺🕺

no set date bc i don’t do those, but since it’s been a while i just wanted to update u that it’s coming along easier now! 💞💖💕💗💕💖💞

[delusinaldreamer19]

The word count going from 12k to 21k with one chapter is actually insane 💀.

But hey I mean story finished! Yey!

[wishbonegame]

Hi I have more misc questions:

Who are your favorite characters?

How many quests are in the game? Can you get to them all in one playthrough, or do you have to do multiple playthroughs?

What's Nikki's favorite dog breed?

What is the name of Tobias' cat?

Has Tobias always been this cranky?

And finally: how are all the adult characters so attractive??

Ooh, these are some fun ones!

Regarding favorites: It's honestly hard to say what my own favorite is at this point! I've been working on the game so long that my interest has cooled somewhat on some of my original favorites, and some characters who I had initially conceived of as "just filling an NPC role" wound up being a lot more fun than expected.

Sheriff Pilgrim was my original favorite (especially when he's interacting with Jack!) and I do still enjoy him, but I've found I enjoy writing for Sonny and Vincent quite a bit, too. Mike is also fun... and Morgan... and a bunch of others, depending on what mood I'm in. Our main writer @kwillow enjoys Mayor North and Em.

One of the nice things about Wishbone is that we have a similar writing approach to Bioware RPGs, where each character is somebody's baby. To make writing practical, we do have to write for whatever character needs writing for sometimes, but we do also have someone who's sort of the "captain" of each character (or at least major characters).

Regarding quests: The final quest count won't be known until later in development, but I've "stubbed out" quest log code for all planned quests so far, and the end of the quest log looks like this:

There are roughly 40 quests of various types fully implemented right now, so a bit less than half of planned quests have been implemented! That 109 number covers all the character quests, story quests, and other major quests, but I might add a few very small quests to add interest to slower portions of the game. It'll depend on how playtesting goes!

You won't be able to do every quest in a single playthrough because the story does split into Outlaw path and Lawful path eventually. Once you've made certain pivotal story choices, some characters will consider you to be on the enemy team and will no longer be willing to trust you (or, possibly, even talk to you at all!), and some story moments will force you to pick one of two characters to work with.

So you'll need a minimum of two playthroughs to do everything! Certain quests might also have more than one ending, depending on how you solve the task and who you work with. The game might not be as branchy as Fallout New Vegas or Baldur's Gate 3, but it is pretty dense!

Regarding Nikki's dog opinions:

She likes all dogs, really! She can go on at length about the pros and cons and various uses and quirks of any breed. She also thinks mutts are interesting. But she is most interested in "wilder" looking breeds, like her cattledog, Sirius!

Regarding Tobias's cat:

His name is Mr. Grumpus. Like his owner, he has permanent Resting Surly Cowboy face. He can often be found sleeping on the counter in the general store or wandering around town, though most townspeople know better than to bug him. He's not the friendliest to strangers!

Regarding Tobias's crankiness: He was always serious and standoffish and never the most popular or sociable person. However, it seems that he's gotten more sullen and gloomy since his mother's health started declining and he had to take over managing his family's general store. Being a cashier isn't really the life he dreamed of, and the stress of his family situation is getting to him. But maybe there's hope for things to improve...?

Regarding the characters being attractive: Ah, I'm glad you like 'em! I (and everyone else working on the project) love to design eccentrics and oddballs. I worry sometimes that we've gone too far catering to our own interests, rather than making something a wider audience would enjoy, so it's great to hear that they have appeal beyond our little niche! They're certainly not your typical "romanceable NPC" lineup, but we do hope that they find their target audience of people who want something more unconventional. :)

[somegirlontheinternet135]

✨🌟 "And so, I'm offering this simple phase. . ." 🌟✨

✨🌟 "To kids. . . From one to ninety-two. . ." 🌟✨

✨🌟 "And though, its been said, many times, many ways. . !"

🎄❄️Merry Christmas❄️🎄 To you. . .~

[farfromstrange]

So, I was planning on posting stuff today, but I was working on my English presentation and then when I had the time to actually get some words down, my friend called because she‘s not having such a good time being alive right now and I went on an impromptu movie date with her so she wouldn’t feel so alone, and it’s like 1am right now.

I have 2 chapters of Chaos Theory already done, but I haven’t finished editing them, so you might have to wait for that, too.

Just wanted to update you lovely people because I haven’t been very active today.

Have this as an apology…

[nehswritesstuffs]

banish every gaslight; let clarity shine - Part 7

Well, as I prep this, my backroom has officially been forced into changing into the new richtext version that doesn't like keyboard shortcuts so let's hope that this doesn't break anything too badly (bc I already broke it trying to put in a Read More ffs why this site).

Part 1 [FFN/AO3] - Part 2 [FFN/AO3] - Part 3 [FFN/AO3] - Part 4 [FFN/AO3] - Part 5 [FFN/AO3] - Part 6 [FFN/AO3]

Baby 5 makes a deal while Corazón and Law do not have a good time. [2365 words; AU where there is a Third Corazón, whose existence makes Law’s life hell]

When Baby 5 got to the top of the rope, Viola reached her hand out and hauled the other woman out herself. There was a huge commotion in the square, with citizens and toys alike panicking about not only the explosion that had gone off, but the fact that there were people coming out of a hole in the ground.

“We need to get to Antonia,” Baby 5 said quickly. “If we don’t get to her in time—!”

“It’s too late,” Viola replied. “The toys have reported that Antonia has already been left to dispose of Law. Doffy’s somewhere out there with the rest of the Elite Officers and we’ve got major trouble if we don’t shake this thing down.”

“…and how are we going to do that?”

“Oh! Hey! You must be the lady Viola was talking about!” Baby 5 looked and suddenly there was a teenager in a straw hat grinning in her face. “Hi! I’m Monkey D. Luffy, and I’m gonna be King of the Pirates!”

…a D…?!

“She said you knew Torao,” Luffy continued, “but that you also both work for Mingo? He doesn’t really seem like that good of a boss, is he?”

“You’re right, he’s not,” Baby 5 frowned. “Who is Torao…?”

“Oh, I can’t say Torao’s name, so it’s Torao now!” the boy beamed.

“Luffy is the one whose crew brought Law to Dressrosa; they are allies.” Baby 5 stared at Viola, then Luffy.

“This kid?”

“Apparently.”

“If you don’t like Mingo, why do you work for him?” Luffy wondered.

“…because, if I don’t someone close to me will be in danger,” Baby 5 replied. “Antonia and I grew up together—she’s like my sister.”

“Shishishi! Then she’s lucky to have a sister like you! Like I have my brothers!” The smile then faded from his face as he thought for a moment. “How come she and Torao hate each other so much? The way he made it sound when we were coming here was like they hated each other before they’d even met.”

“That’s the thing,” she said, “they don’t.” Luffy tilted his head and she shook hers. “That’s not my story to tell. We just have to get to them before she does something she’ll regret forever. Will you please help us?”

“If it means I get to kick Mingo’s ass, I don’t care what I gotta do first,” he grinned. Luffy then noticed the others who were coming up from the Scrap Heap. “Oh, hey, Cabbage! I didn’t know you were down there!”

“Straw Hat!” Cavendish gasped in disgust. “How did you escape the Coliseum?”

“Oh, it’s a long story, but I’m glad that I was able to get you guys out!”

“You what…?” King Riku marveled. “Don’t tell me it was you who caused the explosion!”

“Sort of…?” Luffy folded his arms and tilted his head. “I kind of redirected a bomb one of the military guys tossed at me before they became occupied…”

‘This guy’s a monster,’ Baby 5 thought. ‘He’s perfect.’

“If that’s the case, then do you want to help me get my sister back?” she grinned. His smile matched, then quickly surpassed hers.

“Yosh!”

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

The blade at Law’s cheek was uncomfortably close as he stared at Corazón, for once not knowing what to say. He had spent over a decade being the one with all the answers on the crew—the one who had at least five different plans before anything began to start let alone go sour—and this was new territory for him. His parents had been the only ones to have ever seen through all his plots as a child, and now that his mother was glaring back at him again after so long… it was disarming, to say the least.

“Answer me, Trafalgar,” Corazón hissed, pinning him tighter to the wall. She pulled the knife slightly and sliced a small slit on his jaw, the fresh pain stinging brightly against his other established aches. “Why is your face so familiar?”

Shit… he needed to think fast… what could he do to stall? To give him time? To get more information out of her? To get her to realize what was going on…?

“Can…” he exhaled heavily, “…can I ask you a question first? There’s something I need to know before I take your threat as seriously as you want.”

“Depends; what is it?”

“Do you ever feel like things don’t add up?” He shivered as her brows furrowed; fuck, he was not used to this. At all. His stomach felt like it was going to all come up at once and he had to swallow to hold it down. Licking his lips did nothing to wet them and his throat felt raw. “Do you feel like everything in your life makes sense or is something… off…?”

Corazón took the knife from Law’s face and put it back in its sheath. He was trembling as he stared at her, about ready to pass out from nerves alone. Seas… of all the people, it had to be Lami… it had to be his baby sister! She studied his face for a moment, as though looking for cracks in a mask, and frowned tightly.

“I have a recurring dream,” she said. “It’s the day my mother died, before Papa and I went to live with Uncle Doffy in Spider Miles.”

His breath hitched—memories?! How did she have fake memories?!

“We were sitting down to dinner when a bomb went through the living room wall and killed her. Papa ran with me far as he could—we didn’t bring anything with us. There was no time to pack, let alone bury her.” Corazón licked her lips as she stared at a bit of wall past Law’s shoulder. Fuck… how did she not notice they did that the exact same way? “There’s always something that seems… something that doesn’t quite fit.”

“What… is it…?”

“I don’t know; you were the one who asked me.” She then looked him dead-on, her expression steely. “What did it look like?”

“What…?”

“If you think you know so much, then what did the kitchen look like?” she repeated. “Don’t make me say it again.”

“Alright, fine,” he agreed. Law closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, trying to bring his memories back to a happier time without risking it having him break down further. He was already so out of his element, so overtaken by his emotions, that he didn’t know how long he was going to last. “Almost everything sparkled white, because of Amber Lead’s refined state favoring that color, but our kitchen had touches of deep, dark blue. It was the bluest blue, which was in the curtains and part of the tile pattern on the floor. The walls behind the counter had that blue as well—Flevance was actually famous for it before the Amber Lead, and…”

Corazón snarled and suddenly a punch cracked Law’s skull against the stone wall and smashed his nose at the same time. She let go and he sagged to the ground.

“Don’t fuck with me, Trafalgar,” she hissed. His vision was blurred and partially whited-out; fuck, he was not equipped to deal with head trauma of all things. She kicked him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.

“We always kept five chairs in the kitchen!” he gasped through the blood spurting from his nose and the ringing in his ears. “Sometimes Mom and Dad hosted visiting doctors and old colleagues—why would there be five chairs if there was three of you?! The extra one was always against the wall when we weren’t using it!”

She paused mid-kicking motion and thought. How many chairs were in their kitchen? It was easy to guess their kitchen was blue and white—lots of Northern homes had blue and white kitchens—and yet…

…there were five chairs in the kitchen, one off to the side and four at the table.

“You sat across from Dad,” he continued. “You needed two volumes of the old encyclopedia set to sit on in order to reach properly. The stove never lit unless one of our parents did this thing where they wiggled the knob while twisting it. You hit your head on an open cupboard door the day before your sixth birthday, splitting your right eyebrow open!”

Inhaling sharply, Corazón kicked Law in the stomach again.

“My mother died when I was five, you piece of shit!” She rolled him over onto his back and placed her foot on his shoulder, pressing down so hard he wrenched his eyes shut in pain. “That could not have happened because she was already gone. The world took both my parents before I was eight and Uncle Doffy promised me the world in return! None of this makes any sense!”

“What’s not making sense?!”

“Why do you know about my eyebrow?!” Law opened his eyes and looked up at her, seeing that there were tears in her eyes. “I always keep it covered with my mask or makeup! How the fuck do you know about that?!”

“I helped stitch it!” Silence settled between them, the only sounds being that of his heavy breathing and far-off fighting. His voice was quiet as he stared at her and asked, “How old are you…?”

“Twenty.”

“What… what did he do to you…?” he breathed. “He took your memories, he took your personality, he took two whole years of your life away…” He closed his eyes and tried to look away, attempting to hide his tears and grit teeth against the patio stone as he curled inward on himself.

Somehow Doflamingo knew this was going to happen. Law realized that this was just a sick joke by an even sicker man, who was ready to torture him long before he even put his plan into action… before he had considered becoming a Shichibukai to further his goals. His former boss, former groomer, former abuser, had done everything he couldn’t do to him, except to his little sister instead. He barely recognized her, and all for what…?

In the end, he was a bad brother, wasn’t he? Why didn’t he press further? Leave for his pirate career earlier? Pay closer attention? Out of all the doable things he’d promised his parents’ corpses, protecting Lami had been such a big one, and now… fuck… he was so tired. He couldn’t go on. Frankly, how could he? Law sighed in resignation and looked Corazón in the eyes.

“Go ahead. Kill me.”

“Wait, what…?” Corazón knelt down and stared at him, trying to understand. “You just spent so much time trying to get me to not kill you, and now you want to die?”

“I thought you were dead for so long, and now that you’re here, after all this time… that bastard won. He knows that I can’t live in a world with you like this, even if I avenge Cora-san.”

“Cora-san…? You mean…?”

“The Second Corazón, Donquixote Rosinante.” Huh… that didn’t make sense…

“…but why would you avenge Papa…?”

“…because he’s not your father; I keep trying to tell you, but you’re just as stubborn as when you were little. Cora-san helped save us and I think… I think he would have gone back for Bee and fled with the three of us if he survived long enough.”

Corazón gaped. “Bee…? You know Bee…?”

“I thought I did, but if you truly are like this, then I guess she just was another of Doflamingo’s pawns after all…”

“…which is something I’m beginning to rethink with each passing moment.” Law and Corazón both tensed as they realized they were being watched. Doflamingo hopped down from the roof and frowned at the youngsters. “Antonia, dear, why haven’t you drowned the rat?”

“Uncle Doffy, why don’t I remember him?” she asked. Corazón stood upright, staring him down with the ease that came from being his protege for a decade. “The things he’s saying… none of it adds up.”

“That is because he’s lying,” he replied. He stepped close enough to grab her face with one hand and tilt it up as though she were a petulant child. “After all this time, he’s still jealous that it was you I chose.”

“Don’t touch her!” Law shouted, his efforts to wriggle out of his cuffs renewed. “Get away from her!”

“You failed this test, Antonia,” Doflamingo said, ignoring Law. “Here I was thinking I could give you some more responsibility around here and instead you disappoint me.”

“Uncle Doffy, I…!”

“Now how am I going to punish you, hmm…?” He lifted her up so that he stood straight, her legs dangling as she tried to break free of his grip. “I have not had to punish my darling niece in oh so long… I don’t even know what’s age-appropriate these days…”

“Let me go!” Corazón demanded. She let out a burst of Haki, only for Doflamingo to unleash his, dropping her so as to give the full effect of his crushing, oppressive presence.

“Don’t think you’re going to get off easy, Corazón,” he sneered. “Now what are we going to do? No dessert for a week? Take away your toys?” He watched as she tried to get back on her feet and grinned at her struggling. “Ah, yes; I believe I’ll send you to your room for a time out. That will teach you to not be naughty and disobey…” He held out a hand and twitched his fingers, Corazón feeling her limbs jerk into place as he caught her in his web.

Oh no…

Just then, a shishishi was heard as something whizzed towards them, landing a punch on Donflamingo’s left side. The blond flew into a wall and the strings holding onto Corazón snapped.

“He’s not gonna stay down for long,” their rescuer grinned. Corazón stared in confusion, while Law…

“Strawhat-ya!” he snapped. “What the fuck are you doing?!”

“Her sister said I can’t beat up Mingo until I get you two to safety,” Luffy shrugged. He hefted Law under one arm, threw Antonia over his other shoulder, coiled his legs into springs, and jumped.

Holy fucking shit.

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Hey guys I’m back again to tell you I am still working on Funtime Mysteries. Yup, you thought it was dead and I was never going to continue it. Well no. 

I was quite busy with a lot of stuff going on and my motivation hasn’t been the best. And maybe a little bit of procrastination. How vile of me... Uhh anyways, Chapter 7 is going pretty good. Hopefully I can finish part 2 of this serious so I can work on part 3 (I was also hoping to do a new fan story that isn’t Funtime Mysteries related.. and Fnaf related. I got other ideas for a fan story form other series that want to try out). 

Update aside, been pretty busy juggling multiple projects at once that I forgot about my original story. Yeah I have an original story for a long time now that needs to be worked on. I’ll probably talk about later, but you can go to my other tumblr account for some details of it I guess.

https://www.tumblr.com/castleofbenevolence

I’ll let you guys know when Chapter 7 is posted. Have a nice day!