#they started carrying them again here. mustard

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Broccoli Bites - Cheese

[rhaenzokla]

I NEED PART TWO OF MEET CUTE PLEASEEEE

Here you go, my love!

Meet-Cute P2

Nobara, Toge, and Maki x reader (separately)

Summary: how you first met

CW: Yuuji appearance and GN reader in Nobara’s; reader sees curses and tiny bit of angst if you squint in Toge’s; Maki saves reader from near death and mentions reader has a dead brother.

A/N: can do a pt 3 if requested. Will be the last part so please send who you’d like to see last. Might do 4 instead of just 3 next time too.

Nobara Kugisaki

Kugisaki was enjoying her day out today. Yuuji had gone to a movie that she had no interest in seeing, and Megumi went home as soon as he could.

She made her way down the street, bags in hand as she was window shopping, trying to find any other shop to look in before she heads home.

She was interrupted as she jolted forward, bags dropping all around her, the air caught from her lungs as she was caught off guard. She whips her head around, about to lay into whoever the hell just made her drop her new items.

But she’s left speechless as she catches your (e/c) gaze, soft and apologetic. “Oh my goodness, are you okay? I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you there. Are you okay?” You reach a hand out to her to help her up as the other starts reaching for her bags.

“Uh- y-yeah. I’m okay. Just scared me a bit is all.” Her voice is soft compared to her usual brash one. She stands up and starts to collect her bags with you.

“I’ve got it! This is my fault anyways.” You say, picking up the rest of her bags before she could.

“Can I help you walk the rest of the way? It’s the least I could do after knocking you on your ass like that.” You let out a small chuckle, hoping your blush wasn’t evident.

She thinks on it for a moment. You can’t come back to JJT, but you could walk her to Ijichi’s car. She smiles and nods. “I think that’s a fitting punishment for dropping my new merchandise.”

You can tell she’s relaxed and you chuckle again, letting her take the lead. “I live in a private dorm, so my driver will pick me up down the road here.”

You two settle on the bench, waiting for her ride, talking about what she bought and what we had seen on the shopping street.

Your conversation was interrupted when a familiar voice cut you off. “Kugisaki!!… and (y/n)? What are you doing here?” Yuuji smiles as he comes closer to the two of you, reaching how hand out to shake as a sign of familiarity.

“I accidentally knocked Nobara over while she was shopping. I thought I could walk her to her stop and carry her bags for her as an apology.” Just as you were explaining, Ijichi pulled up to you three.

“Wh-who is this?” The nerdy looking driver asks as he rolls his window down.

“An old friend from middle school. They bumped into Kugisaki while we were out. They were just making sure she made it here safe while we waited on you.” Itadori explains as you put the bags into the car for her as well.

“Sorry for earlier. Maybe I’ll see you around?” You look at her hopeful.

She nods and blushes slightly, hoping you couldn’t see, but you definitely did. “Maybe we can go shopping together sometime.”

She gets in the car along side Itadori as you wave the two off. Happy you saw an old friend, and made a new one.

…you didn’t get her number… SHIT!!

Kugusaki realised this at the same time. “Itadori! Do you have their number? We were too busy talking, we forgot to exchange them!”

Yuuji chuckles and pulls out his phone to send her your number. He knows there’s something there, and he’ll make sure Kugisaki has the opportunity to be happy.

Toge Inumaki

Panda had stayed home this time around to enjoy some time with his dad, while Toge and Maki decided to venture out for the day.

They were both surprised to see someone sitting on the bench a few feet away, swatting at something… something that looked like a fly curse.

They closed in on you to investigate further. “Mustard leaf*.” Maki nods in confirmation as she approaches you.

“Are you alright?” She asks simply. Leaving it open in case it was something else you were swatting at.

You panicked. “I’m not crazy! I know crazy people say that but there’s something flying around me and it won’t leave me alone.”

She hums and moves you closer to Inumaki, who in turn puts you behind him, showing you they would help. Maki easily kills the fly curse and comes to you. “You’re not crazy. I promise. If you come with us, we might be able to help you better understand what that was and why you’re not crazy.”

She’s a bit intimidating, to be honest. You eyes trail to the boy who had put you behind him for anything he had to say. What was happening?

“Salmon*.” You’re a bit confused as to what he means, but somehow you know it means something good. Maybe they can help. Maybe they can be the ones to take me seriously. Maybe they can make me feel sane again.

Maki Zenin

Maki always enjoyed hiking in the woods just beyond the JJT grounds. Something about them just gave her a peace that didn’t come in Tengen’s territory.

She had been out here for an hour already, just enjoying the sounds of nature. The birds chirping in the trees, the water hitting the banks of the river down the path, the smell of freshly kicked up dirt wafts to her nose as she hears a faint scream.

Her instincts hit before she can think straight, her legs running towards the sound, readying for anything that might be up the way.

She sees you, hanging onto a branch, over a cliff. The tree is hanging on by its roots. It must’ve collapsed under you. She’s careful of her footing as she comes to your aid.

You’re stunned at someone else being way out here, but thankful. You immediately take her hand when she reaches it out and she pulls you up.

You catch your breath against her chest after she pulls you two away from the edge.

“Are you alright? Are you hurt?” She asks softly and she lets you cling to her. She can’t imagine how scary that was for you.

“I’m okay. Thank you for saving me. I would’ve been a goner if you hadn’t been here.” You smile at her and pull away, giving you both some space.

“What were you doing out here by yourself anyways?” She asks, concerned.

You hum in thought before answering honestly. “My brother is buried out here. I come and talk to him once a year on his birthday. I guess nature has weathered down more of the land that I thought.” You look to your feet.

She hums and asks to accompany you to his grave if you’ll have her. You take her with you in silence. She gives you space by going up the hill when you make it to the grave.

You enjoy your time talking with your brother and call for her when you’re ready.

“Now to get back to society without hanging off a cliff.” She smiles teasingly at you as you both make your way down the path.

You exchange stories of the good and bad with your brother while she does the same with her twin sister.

At the end of the walk when the trail ends, you turn to her.

“Could I possibly get your number? Y’know, so I can pay you back somehow for saving me back there.” You blush lightly and look at your feet again, awaiting her response.

She quietly pulls out her phone and hands it to you after typing the contact name “(y/n)🌴”. You chuckle and put your number in.

You head your separate ways as you get a text.

XXX-XXX-XXXX

What are you doing tomorrow night?

©️RhaenZokla

Hope you enjoyed!

Thank you for reading!

[layla4567]

Shoot

TVA!Loki x Fem!reader

Summary: ⚠️Takes place in the events of ep 5 of Loki⚠️ (with a twist). After the loom explodes and the TVA workers return to their original timelines, Loki must reunite the band back. Warnings: No proofread, fluffy Loki x reader interaction

Word count: 5k A/N: Despite being a Loki x reader, I was tempted to make Loki and Mobius flirt in the scene where they are chatting in Don/Mobius' house xd

New Jersey 2002

You stopped in the middle of the city near a square to photograph the buildings. The golden light of the sun reflected on the glass windows and acted as a mirror where the blue sky and some passing clouds were reflected. The golden hour, always the perfect and ideal time for photographers like you. You crouched down to get a wider shot of the tall building, you shot your camera a few times from different positions until you were satisfied with your work, you stood up and admired the photos with a smile. The square was full of people walking their dogs or children playing with balls or hide and seek, smiling you decided to go closer to see if you could photograph some people in motion.

The TVA

When the blinding white light began to dissipate, Loki slowly opened his eyes, fearing that he would hurt his eyesight. With his body tense and breathing somewhat nervously, the Asgardian god remained frozen in place trying to process what had happened. With his eyes he looked around the place without moving his head, and he realized that something was missing, too much silence. Slowly his body started moving again and he scanned the entire place, he was alone. His friends had disappeared, including Sylvie, except for him for some strange reason. Scared and confused, he began to walk through the facilities and corridors of the TVA, nothing and no one. Loki went to the pie's room, the war room, even O.B's office but he found nothing, it seemed that the place had been abandoned decades ago. Now more desperate to be alone, he ran through the corridors again until a strong pain followed by a familiar jolt made him stop abruptly, his body was mercilessly torn from space-time to be returned a second later to the interrogation room.

"THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING AGAIN!!"-he growled like a beast

Loki continued timeslipping relentlessly and faster than before to places he didn't know and to others that were familiar or had been before. An eighties McDonalds, outside the window of a jetski shop, etc. Until I return to the TVA again. With a strong and violent shake followed by a hairflip Loki groaned in pain.

"I need to find the others, right now.."-he gasped tired

California 1994

A man with glasses and a small build dressed in a mustard-colored jacket walked through the aisles of the bookstore carrying a heavy hardcover book in his hands. When he arrived with the receptionist, he gave her the book to pay for it.

"The Zartan contingent.. I don't think I've ever seen this one before"

"It's really good! he's one of the greats. I read everything he does!"

"Hmm, I'll have to check it out"-said the woman not very convinced

"I'd hurry. There's only a few left on the shelf"

The woman ran the barcode reader through the book but it didn't seem to work, the receptionist frowned while the little man looked around nervously.

"How weird, It's not reading the barcode"

"I can give you cash, I don't need a receipt ot anything"-he hastened to say, taking his wallet out of his pocket.

"Yeah but I have to ring it up or..."

She interrupted him by opening the book to see the flap where the author's photo was visible, then frowning, she looked at the man again.

"Are you buying your own book?"

A plump woman with short hair approached with a tired expression towards where the two of them were.

"You.."

Then he grabbed five more books with the same name and handed them to Doug.

"I told you to stop putting your sci-fi books on our shelves"-she sighed

"Sciene fiction is a well-respected and thought-provoking genre.."

"Nobody buys it here"

The amateur writer regretfully grabbed his books and walked slowly to the exit of the bookstore, and when some books slipped from his hands, no one had the decency to help him. Doug headed to his "super secret lair" as he liked to call it, it consisted of an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, it had been empty for years and no one had ever come to try to clean it or give it a new use. Still feeling discouraged, the man with glasses closed the iron door with bolts and went to the center of the large room to type something into his computer. When he turned around to leave his books piled on the floor, he could barely walk a few steps when a tall figure dressed in a brown jacket and pants appeared out of nowhere in front of him, making him scream and fall backwards as he dropped the books from his hands. It was Loki

Loki searched the place and then looked at it confused but there was no time to waste, he wasn't sure when he would start timesplipping again.

"What I'm about to tell you is going to be hard to believe"

Loki tried to speak calmly and with slow movements so as not to scare the person he knew as O.B, but the man lying on the ground seemed more surprised, fascinated than scared. Doug stood up slowly and cautiously, blinking and swallowing nervously but still looking at Loki.

"So it's true…"

"What?"

"Of course I believe you, It's a dream come true..!"-he started to smile

"I think I wouldn't be understanding you"

Doug (or O.B) grabbed a Rubik's cube and sat on a table surrounded by his books stacked like towers of Babel.

"One of my character has come to life and needs my help!"

Loki approached a whiteboard full of notes, they looked like ideas for books. There were names and possible endings and plot twists. Suddenly he grabbed a book and read the title.

"The sons of Yoren? are you a writer?"

"Yes! of science fiction!"

"I'm doomed..."

Loki grabbed his head walking around the factory trying to come up with a plan B since apparently that man couldn't help him.

"Well actually it's just a hobby, my job is to teach theoretical physics at Caltech"

"Wait, so you're a scientist as well?"

"Yes, at least until I can be a full-time writer."

"Yeah yeah, of course. Could you help me now?"

"Yeah, What exactly do you have to do?"

Loki explained to him without giving many details that he had to return to the moment before the explosion, where everything had gone to hell. I clearly spoke to him about the loom but without revealing its use.

"Ok so you time-traveled in a place that has no time right?"

"Right"

"But that's impossible"

"I know but.."

"You're travelling to a place that doesn't exist anymore, It's equally impossible and therefore It's something you might be able to do"

"That's not sound like science"

"But it's sound like fiction"

Loki looked at him as if he had been told a bad joke, to which Doug sighed and told him to sit on a bench next to him.

"You neeed to control your timeslipping"

"But I can't just decide where I'm going to appear, it's random"

"Even so, you ending up exactly in the places where the people you are looking for are, you are evolving, now you are not only moving through time but also through space. You are like an improved version of those tempads"

"You say it like it's a good thing.."

The man with glasses thought for a moment, pursing his lips.

"Listen, for science there is always a what and a how, but in fiction it's about a why, now, why do you want to go back?"

"Why do I want to go back? I'll tell you, if I don't go back to before everything collapsed, there will be nothing left. I need to save the TVA."

"Good, focus on that why and try to control your timeslipping"

"You mean, right now?"

"Yeah, why not?"

Loki, a little hesitantly, stood up in front of Doug and took a deep breath, opening his arms and looking at the horizon, trying to concentrate.

"Remember, you want to save the TVA."

Loki closed his eyes and exhaled through his mouth, then pushed his chest forward slightly but nothing happened. He tried several times, raised his arms, jumped in place, spun as if he were dancing and moved his arms in circles as if it were a windmill but nothing worked. He stopped breathing hard and combing his hair back.

"This is not working.."

"But it has to"

Doug or O.B got up from the seat and went to get a cup and several pens, he handed the cup to Loki and held all the pens in his hand.

"We get the band back together"-then he placed all the pens inside the cup

"This doesn't look very scientific"

"You said every one of your friends has a temporal aura, right?"

"Yes"

"Well, that's means a group of people would have a collective aura unique to that moment in time. If we can get everyone together in one place, you can read that aura and it will be like coordinates"

"So if I collect all the temporal auras, can I return to that moment?"-Loki said hopefully.

"No!"-He responded smiling.

"W-why not??"

"Because we don't have one of those tempads you told me about"

"But you can build one right?"

"How? It would take me decades to learn all that knowledge."

Suddenly Loki remembered something and took out of his jacket the TVA manual that he had saved before timeslipping, he handed it to O.B.

"What's this?"

"It is a guidebook with everything you need to know, you wrote it"

"So I finally wrote a bestseller!"

"Well, yeah sort of. How about we get to work and-"

At that moment Loki started timeslipping again and disappeared from O.B's sight, throwing the cup with the pens on the floor.

Oklahoma 1982

Sylvie left the McDonalds with a paper bag in one hand and the keys to her truck in the other, it was a beautiful starry night. She left the bag of food to the side near the back of the vehicle. Suddenly a sound made her turn around and when she did she saw Loki standing in front of her.

"This is gonna sound strange, I know you don't know who I am"

“Loki, what are you talking about?”-she said confused

"Wait, do you still remember me?”

"Yes, why wouldn't I?"-She said as if it were something obvious and looking at Loki as if he were a poor stupid guy who doesn't understand anything.

"Well because no one else remembers me, their lives were reset."

"I know, I was there."

Loki was even more confused and slowly approached her trying to check if he had heard correctly.

"I'm sorry but this was not how I imagined it would happen"

"What did you expect then?"

She couldn't say anything else because Loki returned to timeslipping in front of her, she saw how his body stretched and deformed for a few seconds until it returned to normal.

"Ok why don't we sit down and chat for a while, it seems like you need it"

Sylvie grabbed her bag of food and sat in the back of the truck and then pointed to her side for Loki to do the same. He sighed and sat next to her, clasping his hands in an attitude of defeat.

"I need you to help me bring them back..."-he started slowly

"There's no chance I'm doing that"-She laughed nasally

"And why not?"

"Because they are where they belong, living their lives. It's what they should have done from the beginning"

"But that wasn't what they wanted, Mobius liked being in the TVA, he said he didn't want to live any other life other than that."

"Oh yeah? And guess who put them in the TVA in the first place, that's right, He who remains. Mobius said that because he didn't know anything else other than the TVA."-She said grabbing a mcnugget and putting it in her mouth.

"I think you are not understanding the seriousness of the matter, if they do not return to the TVA everything will collapse"

She rolled her eyes irritably, looking away indifferently, Loki frowned.

"Don't you care?"-Sylvie shrugged her shoulders- "Of course not, you're so selfish"

"And? If I want something it's being selfish, so yes I am, what's wrong with wanting to live, huh?"

Loki was reaching the limit of his patience and turned his body a little to face her more.

"What life are you talking about? I'm telling you that even if they don't want to, they have to come back if not everything would disappear, I saw it Sylvie! I saw how the TVA began to fall apart, don't you understand? The TVA is a necessary evil"

She huffed boredly as if someone was giving her a spiel about good manners. Loki poked his cheek with his tongue, shaking his head and looking at the McDonald's, annoyed by her defeatist attitude. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw how the large yellow "M" of the building's logo began to transform into thin spaghetti that disappeared into the air. Alarmed, Loki hit Sylvie's shoulder and pointed towards the sign. She turned her head and dropped the bag of food, the "M" had completely disappeared and now the roof of the building was beginning to disappear as well.

"We have to get out of here"-She said worriedly and jumped out of the truck.

"Oh now you believe me?"-Loki said ironically.

Sylvie ignored his comment and took out her tempad, with a quick touch she opened a time door.

"Come on"

She was about to go through the door when Loki quickly grabbed her arm, causing her to walk away angrily.

"We must find the others first"

"Fine, but quickly. This place disappears very fast"

The McDonald's had almost completely disappeared while the trees and bushes were dissolving into threads that rose towards the sky. They both crossed the door without thinking twice, leaving behind the empty and black place.

Ohio 2022

"Ok guys we have a new rule and that is any toy found outside your room is gonna clasified as garbage!"

The gray-haired man dressed in a white shirt and a blue vest began to gather toys that were lying in the yard of his house. Suddenly he stepped on a toy soldier that seemed to have melted in part of his body.

"Is he burnt?"-He grabbed it and sighed- "Yup he's burnt, how did he get burnt?"

Then he saw his son sitting on his back holding something in his hands, he seemed to hide it so that his father wouldn't see it.

"Kevin who gave you the matches?"

"I stole' em"-He simply said with a mischievous smile.

"You have to return them right now"

Kevin smiled even more and ran away ready to do more mischief while his father called him uselessly, his other son, Sean, approached from behind curious to know where the voices were coming from.

"Ugh Sean please, go get him, hurry! If you do I will give you a puppy"

"And a snake?"

"That's negotiable, come on, go"

Meanwhile near Mobius/Don's house a time door opened and Sylvie and Loki passed through it. Only they know the several attempts it took them to find Mobius. Loki saw him from afar and for a moment hesitated whether to go talk to him or not, she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

"You better hurry before it's too late"

Loki looked at her with a worried expression.

"But you have to come with me"

"What? Why me?"

"Because I need your help to enchant him, he needs to see his memories"

"If you say so.."

Loki and Sylvie headed determinedly towards where his friend's variant was.

"Hello.."

Loki looked at Sylvie to introduce herself as well, nudging her.

"Hi"-she sighed

"Hello, do I know you?"

"No, well yes but not yet… but you will! I mean.."

Sylvie rolled her eyes irritated by Loki's attitude, he looked like a teenager.

"You have to go back to the TVA, I can't believe I said that."-She said that last thing quietly.

"Don't you mean ATV's? Because we have plenty and I could sell you one."

"No actually the TVA is an important thing because, well uhm.."

Loki gave Sylvie a quick glance with his eyebrows slightly raised giving her the green light for her to use her magic on him. She wasted no time and approaching Mobius placed her hand on his arm. Sylvie's hand flashed with an emerald glow while Mobius's temples glowed the same color. He closed his eyes in a grimace of pain. When she moved her hand away Don's look was different, he opened his eyes in surprise and looked around lost.

"Mobius..?"-Loki said cautiously as he slowly approached

"Loki, where am I?"

Loki sighed in relief, holding back tears of happiness while Sylvie smiled with her hands on her hips, proud of her work.

"Mobius listen to me, what is the last thing you remember?"

"I remember we were all together at the TVA and then the loom exploded and…and…I don't know, I don't remember anymore."-He blinked in confusion.

"Perfect, I promise I'll explain everything to you later, but first we have to find the others."

Loki was about to take his friend by the arm when a time door opened and O.B came out with a large, more rustic and rudimentary tempad. Loki looked at Sylvie asking with his eyes if she had opened the time door but she shook her head.

"How did you build the tempad so quickly?"-Loki asked

"Well I don't know if 19 months is fast, I had to move when I lost my job and my wife left me"

"Do you want me to enchant him too?"-she said, completely ignoring what O.B. just said.

"We don't have time, Mobius, why don't you go change first? I'm sure you'll find clothes just like mine at your house."

Mobius, who now remembered everything, went into action and a few minutes later he returned with a uniform almost exactly like Loki's. Without wasting time everyone including O.B programmed the new coordinates to visit the other person, and Loki knew it would be hard. In a flash everyone passed through the time door

New Jersey 2002

The four of them arrived at a street with little traffic, there were no people or cars watching which was a good thing because anyone who had seen them leaving through an orange holographic door would have fainted. Loki looked everywhere trying to find you.

"Are you sure these are the correct coordinates?"-He asked O.B

"That's what the tempad says, and I'm sure I configured it correctly"

"Let's go then"-Loki clapped his hands and sighed.

With the god of mischief at the head leading the group, they all walked through streets. People looked at them confused, thinking they were actors in costumes, or crazy. Soon they arrived at a square with people

"Ok, what do you think if we split up? Loki and I will go one way and Sylvie and O.B will go the other."

They all agreed and each one went one way. Mobius and Loki walked through a large part of the park with their hands in their pockets. Mobius seemed calmer but Loki was restless, what would he say to you when he saw you? Could he resist the pain of knowing that you don't remember him?. Suddenly Mobius pulled him out of his thoughts by pointing to a woman sitting on a bench with a camera, it was you. Loki felt his breathing increase and they both headed towards where you were.

You sat on a bench in the square with your camera ready to shoot once again, cautiously you photographed some children running around with fun or loving couples hugging and rubbing their noses like Eskimos. You sighed excitedly, you always wanted to find your better half and live happily ever after like in fairy tales, but that wouldn't happen, in this bustling city no one would want a serious relationship and you were also always busy with your photography work, which It wasn't a bad thing but sometimes it took you away from other things. You brought your camera back to your face to continue photographing your surroundings when with the lens you saw a tall, handsome man walking towards where you were, he was accompanied by a man shorter than him with gray hair. They were both dressed in brown jackets and pants which made you think that perhaps they worked in the same company, or were they lawyers perhaps?

The two men approached you and you slowly lowered the camera. Loki studied you up and down when he was close to you, but the gray-haired man looked into your eyes, smiling. Loki noticed that you looked very different from your TVA uniform, you were now wearing flared jeans with a pink three-quarter sleeve blouse and your hair was styled in two sewn braids. Loki's gaze pierced yours and made you feel uncomfortable, slowly you got up from the seat and clearing your throat you asked

"Hi, can I help you with something?"

You only looked at the mustachioed man because you couldn't stand the penetrating but beautiful gaze of the black-haired man, his ocean-colored eyes had a look between sad and anxious and seemed shiny. Even so, you looked at him quickly out of the corner of your eye from time to time.

"Yes, we need to talk to you, can we walk for a while?"-Mobius said since Loki did not decide to speak.

You said yes with a shrug and stood in the middle while the two men followed behind you. You noticed that the tall man continued to look at you with pity and continued to make you uncomfortable, but damn, his face was so beautiful that he looked like a scared and lost puppy, to hide it you hung the camera around your neck.

"Well? What do you want to talk about?"

This time Mobius gently nudged Loki to make him say something.

"Well I know what I'm about to say will sound strange but you don't belong here."

Mobius looked at him angrily, that was definitely not the way to start a conversation.

"Really? Because I'm pretty sure I was born here in New Jersey."-You laughed sarcastically.

"No, I don't mean that, what I mean is… I…-"

Loki wanted to continue talking but the moment you looked at him with your beautiful eyes he felt lost and fell silent. Mobius rolled his eyes and helped him.

"What my silly friend means is that you were actually somewhere else but you don't remember it. A place called the TVA."

Loki frowned, grimacing, and turned to look at him, opening his arms.

"Ok maybe that sounded better in my head"

Far from getting angry, you looked at them both for a few seconds and then burst out laughing.

"Alright that's the craziest thing I've ever heard in my life, you two look like the men in black."

"What? men in black?"-Loki asked confused

"Oh I love that movie!"-Mobius smiled

You were about to add something else when a short man with glasses accompanied by a blonde woman appeared behind the men you were talking to. The little man seemed nice and was holding a strange thing in his hands while the woman looked like she hadn't smiled in decades. She had a certain charm although that horrible old-fashioned hairstyle did not flatter her at all.

"I finally find you!"-Sylvie said, approaching with long steps.

"Will you excuse us for a second?"-Mobius said to you

The two men approached the woman although she only spoke to the tall guy in whispers, they seemed to have known each other for a long time and you didn't know why that bothered you, as if a thorn had stuck in your heart.

"So? Do you want me to check her memories or not?"-she whispered

"I don't think she'll let you get close, let me try to convince her without having to use your powers."

"I hope you know what you're doing."

Loki and Mobius returned to where you were waiting, sighing boredly.

"Ok where were we?"

"You were telling me that I belong to something called the TVA and blah blah blah" - you said making a circular motion with your hand and before one of them could speak you interrupted them - "Are you sure you don't want my services?"

"Services?"-Loki asked

In response you pointed to the camera hanging around your neck.

"No, we-"

"Actually, yeah! We were looking for a professional photographer."

Loki looked confused at his friend and he winked at him knowingly.

"Well you would have started there, follow me, my house is near"

Before following you, Loki grumbled to Mobius.

"What are you doing? We have to take her to the TVA."

"I know, I know but this way we have an alibi otherwise it will be impossible to convince her, remember how distrustful and stubborn she was, in this timeline it must be the same. In fact, it reminds me of someone."

"Hey!"-Loki said offended, because it was clear that Mobius was talking about him

"You go with her, I'll wait with Sylvie and O.B."

Loki nodded and ran nervously to your side, adjusting his hair and the lapels of his jacket.

"Your friend isn't coming with you?"

"No, in fact he has other things to do first."-he said downplaying

After a long time of walking in silence with Loki giving you quick glances, the two of you arrived at a nice house with a wooden fence painted white, at the entrance there were rose bushes that Loki stopped to see, you turned to look at him and you smiled. When you opened the door you invited him in. Inside was the kitchen, your house seemed small but everything felt so warm, and not only because of the brownish color of the walls or the soft yellowish light of the sun that wafted through the curtains of the windows but everything felt comfortable. and familiar, perhaps it was because everything had your presence intact in it.

"Sorry for not offering you anything to drink, my refrigerator is a little empty."

"Don't worry, I'm fine"-Loki said, looking around the place.

"Follow me, my portfolio is in my bedroom"

Loki followed you slowly, feeling a little uncomfortable knowing your bedroom since he considered it an intimate place. And as soon as he entered your bedroom again he felt that warm feeling like a mother's hug. In front of him there was a window with a balcony and long translucent curtains that reached the floor, your double bed was practically in the middle of the room and a desk with a lamp was in front of the bed. Loki approached the walls, they were full of photographs and paintings, most of them were polaroid photos, some of you but almost all of them were about nature or animals. You walked over to the desk to grab the portfolio and handed it to him.

"Here, this is my job."-you smiled

Loki grabbed the portfolio with smooth, elegant movements as if he were afraid of breaking it. You sat at your desk and took your camera to discreetly take a photo of him. Loki ran his fingers through the pages admiring the photos, you knew how to use lights and shadows to your advantage as well as angles. Your wide repertoire denoted your great talent. Suddenly Loki felt a noise and looked at you, you slowly lowered the camera, biting your lips in embarrassment, he had heard the sound of your camera going off.

"Sorry, you just have a pretty side profile."

Loki smiled sideways and you approached him to show him the photo, the light from the window was shining in front of him and making him look like an angel fallen from heaven. You smiled proud of your work and then looked at him. They both stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds that seemed like hours. After a while, Loki wet his lips and swallowing, he asked you.

"You really don't remember me?"

"Should I?"

"Yes.."

You stayed silent, looking at him with a frown, trying to remember his face. His soft features, his gentle blue eyes piercing your soul, the wrinkle on his forehead when he raised his eyebrows in a worried gesture. Something about him told you that you had seen him before, a face like his was not common and would be difficult to forget, even so, you weren't sure if you had seen him in a dream or in reality. Everything was a confusing haze right now in your mind

"I'm not sure but… I feel like I've seen you before…"

Loki raised his eyebrows a little hopefully, he looked down and saw your hands, he slowly brushed your fingers and took your hand gently, intertwining his fingers with yours, you gasped softly.

"How does this feel? Do you remember this?"

The warmth of his hand felt good, the soft caress of his fingers felt good, and familiar.

"Maybe.."

Loki continued slowly raising his hand from your elbow to your shoulder, he placed it delicately on your cheek and caressed your face with his thumb.

"And this? What can you tell me about this?"

You sighed, closing your eyes and took his wrist to deepen the caresses, within your being something told you that this was not the first time someone touched you like that, with divine elegance and grace. No, it wasn't the first time HE caressed you.

"I think so…"

Loki placed his other hand on your other cheek and brought his face closer, carefully observing your reaction, ready to move away at the slightest sign of discomfort, but that signal never came, your eyes looked at him with calm tenderness, inviting him to make the next move. Finally Loki connected his lips with yours in a sweet kiss. Unconsciously you raised your arms and with your fingers you intertwined and combed Loki's curls like you used to do, like you used to do? since when did you know that? You didn't care because now you felt complete. Loki put his hands on your back, bringing you closer to his body and deepening the kiss. You were both exploring each other's mouths, and God knew you didn't want to break away from the kiss but a word crossed your mind and took up the whole place.

"..L-Loki..?"

Loki raised his eyebrows, furrowing them in the center, and a wide smile crossed his lips as his eyes watered.

"Now you remember me"

"I still have gaps in my head, but I remember few things, they are more sensations than anything else. I remember feeling your warm touch, I remember moments like this"

Loki laughed shyly, feeling relieved, maybe you didn't remember him completely but you saying his name was better than nothing. Loki bumped his forehead against yours, he was fully aware that he needed to hurry back to the TVA but he wanted so badly to stay here like this with you.

"But, you know, maybe I need another kiss to remember better."

Loki laughed at your mischievous attitude and granted your wish, kissing you passionately. There would be time to tell Sylvie that enchant you and save the loom.

[sunpinktulip]

okay you said sent bkdk ideas & BET

1. The climax of she-ra w/ catra’s “dont you get it? I love you, i always have! So please, just this once, STAY!” speech and I actually can’t decide if it’s katsuki begging an unconscious deku to wake up or izuku begging an unconscious kacchan to wake up. But either way.

2. Bakusquad singing She’s In Love from the little mermaid stage show — again can’t decide if it’s about katsuki or deku (with the other one as flounder who is Most Upset about Ariel being in love w someone) (only this time it’s themself that is the love interest) (I have both sets of lyrics divided up and available upon request)

3. Say the Word from the mad ones (sorry yes I’m a theatre kid mb). That’s all. I’m tentatively working on an animatic but I can’t draw

4. Bksquad singing fixer upper from frozen. Bakugou is Kristoff & Deku is Anna obviously. I haven’t thought any further at all so just spitballing here but kirishima sven todoroki Elsa (obviously) aaaaand idk for hans. I feel like shindo yo would be the popular pick for a fake love interest?

5. Bakugou singing Granger Danger from a very potter musical.

6. Okay this is actually kiribaku but you by dodie, bkdk were fwb but deku caught feelings & bakugou starts dating kirishima

7. Atalanta (Greek myth) au — bk was raised by wolves/bears/dragons probably, then gets hunted by a king (mitsuki) who recognises him as his (her) son and takes him back to be prince. Tells him he has to get married, he says okay but Only someone who can beat me in a fight (in the myth it’s a foot race) and if they lose they die. Deku gets help from all might and wins (in the myth aphrodite gives the winner golden apples which distract atalanta, not sure how this would play out in this ver)

8. Howl’s Moving Castle au (book ver). Controversially, I have deku as howl, katsuki as Sophie & sentient OFA as calcifer. I can and Will back this up. (Kaminari as Martha/youngest sister who wants to marry rich and be a mom) & Uraraka as Lettie (middle sister who wants to be rich off her own hard work) (I actually have the whole cast planned out)

9. I’m currently writing a Carrie au. Deku is Carrie obvs. Katsuki is both Sue and Tommy, w Kiri coming in for some of Tommy’s advice giving moments. Decided Toga can be Chris and originally I had aged down!Dabi as Billy at a friend’s request but not 100% sure. Considered switching to mustard but like. We know nothing about him.

10. Barely fleshed out but I’ve seen a bunch of parallel universe swapping quirk fics where fantasy!bkdk or future!bkdk get swapped to the canon verse, including at least one w pregnant izuku and. Pregnant katsuki gets swapped to the canon verse because I think it’s WAY funnier

Okay I’m done now sorry

These were A LOT and as a uni student I don't have the time to do all/organise all in one post (but I will draw if more people insist on the asks (please submit your ideas separetly, it's a lot easier for my little pea brain)

BUT, i will give my piece about the songs, since I included them in my BKDK playlist

2. She's in Love - I see it as bkdk friends talking about Deku's (Ariel) clear crush while an oblivious Bakugou (Flounder) has barely been able to tell Izuku is in love and it's annoyed about it because he thinks it's not him (it is tho)

3. Say the Word - This is such a Katsuki-coded song about his feelings, it actually hurts me inside

4. Fixer Upper - Submitter's suggestion is good, BUT HAVE YOU CONSIDERED: Fantasy AU BKDK, where Kiri is the weredragon and Shouto is a prince and I would suggest Toga Himiko (my daughter) for Hans (would change some more of the story tbh, but that's the OG plan)

5. Granger Danger - COUNTERPOINT: Fem!BKDK in a ball, bkg is Draco, dk is Ron and they're talking about each other

6. What if She from Dodie but it's Izuku's POV cause he is enamoured by Katsuki buthas no clue what the other feels

Anyway, feel free to send more asks now !! I'll promise I'll get back to them, I just took a long break because of personal shit, but I'm back stronger than ever

[suzieb-fit]

I don't run. Nope.

But every now and then some crazy part of me says "hey, let's go for a run!!".

Erm.. ..ok?

Just 3 miles in 30 minutes. That will do, thank you very much.

To be fair, I very rarely actually RUN. I'd mostly call it jogging. Interspersed with very short fast walk intervals, and the occasional faster "run" pace.

When I got home, simply out of interest, I checked for ketones around 90 minutes after breaking my 40hr bulletproof fast. The result was around halfway along the scale.

(4 mmol/L, 40 mg/dL).

Now, I know the pee sticks aren't entirely accurate, but until I switch over to the new "closed loop" automated insulin pod system, that's good enough for now. I'll be getting a new blood sugar/ketone finger prick monitor too.

But anyway, I just thought it was cool that I was figuratively AND literally running on ketones!

Thank you, I'll be here all night....please tip your waitress....

Been a busy afternoon out and about, so I got my exercise in this morning.

This is day four peanut free. And day two on the steroid nasal spray and antihistamines.

The mucus thing is still there, but tolerable.

Then I had this huge plate of meat and veggies. Butter and a dollop of dijon mustard.

Almost as soon as I'd finished.....boom. Big flare up.

I'm actually starting to wonder if my fella is right. It's nothing I'm eating. It's just eating in general. So that's a fabulous thought.

Can't do much about that.

Anyway, I'll carry on as I am for now.

Wait for the recommended few weeks of treatment.

If there's a significant improvement, I'll add the peanuts back in. If it goes bad again, I'll come off them again.

Until then, I won't know if it's the treatment or the lack of nuts that's helped.

Ha, look at me. Actually thinking there might be an improvement after countless treatments, dietary restrictions, buying hypoallergenic pillows etc.

Oh well. Have to keep trying.

[indiekidsau]

Halloween Special- This is Halloween

Here it is! I’ve been wanting to write a HUGE Halloween Special for Indie Kids since I started this project! Now that I’ve introduced enough characters and we’ve gotten far enough in the story to have such a special chapter!

Also in case anyone was gonna ask, yes this chapter will take place between Chapter 21 and what was originally Chapter 22 (now Chapter 23).

Big thanks to @gigilefache and @mun-auroralore for being my beta readers!

Hope you enjoy and hope you all had a wonderful Halloween!

It was a chilly Halloween night, and the kids at the Indie School were getting their costumes ready before heading on over to Cooking Cat’s house for a Halloween Party.

At Cuphead and Mugman’s house, Miss Chalice was getting her costume ready, and she decided to go as a masked mystery hero. Or maybe she was a villain….

Her costume consisted of a blue and purple cape with a butterfly stitched on the front of the cape, and she wore a purple butterfly masquerade mask.

“Aha! Now the Masked Butterfly is ready to party!” Miss Chalice beamed. 

Since she got her invite to Mu’s party, the young chalice was excited to go as she’d never been invited to any parties, so she wanted to make this a night to remember. What better way to celebrate than by getting all dressed up for a Halloween party?

Though looking at her costume again, she felt something was missing. Maybe more glitter, a change of shoes… with a snap of her fingers she figured out what it was.

Miss Chalice went into her ghost form and laughed seeing her spectral costume. “Okay, now I’m the Phantom Butterfly!” Miss Chalice beamed.

Soon a knock was heard at the door. 

“Chalice! Are you ready yet?” Cuphead asked.

“Our costumes are ready!” Mugman yelled.

“Coming!” Miss Chalice called out. She opened the door and frowned seeing Cuphead and Mugman’s costumes.

Cuphead was dressed as a bottle of ketchup, while Mugman was dressed up as a bottle of mustard.

“What in the world are those costumes?” Miss Chalice asked.

“What will it be, Chalice?” Cuphead asked, “Mustard or ketchup?”

The cup bros started laughing, as Miss Chalice glared at them for being silly. They kept laughing, until Mugman saw that their friend wasn’t chuckling. 

Mugman nudged his brother to make him stop laughing, but he continued until Mugman gave him another nudge. This time, harder.

“Ow! Mugs!” Cuphead shouted.

Mugman pointed to Miss Chalice glaring at them, which made Cuphead let out a nervous chuckle, calming down.

“S-Sorry Chalice,” Cuphead said.

Miss Chalice giggled. “That’s alright. I figured you would wear something spooky for Halloween?” she asked.

“Well we did, originally,” Cuphead replied, “but I figured it would be fun to dress up silly for Halloween, too.”

“Well, as long as you're happy,” Miss Chalice said. “I’ve updated my costume to make it a little more spookier.”

“Doesn’t everyone know you're a ghost?” Mugman asked.

Miss Chalice nodded. “Plus I got a few tricks up my sleeves!” she sang.

“Oh no,” Cuphead and Mugman said at the same time.

“Relax fellas,” Miss Chalice reassured them, “I’m not gonna go too far. Just a few pranks here and there. No one will get hurt.”

Miss Chalice floated towards the front door and opened it, letting her friends leave before her.

“Let’s hope no one gets hurt,” Mugman whispered to his brother.

Cuphead just shrugged it off as the three made their way to the costume party.

As the trio walked along, a rustle in the bushes made Mugman flinch and slowly turn towards the bushes.

However, instead of a jumpscare, it was just Hat and Bow walking out as normal. Mugman was relieved to see it was just his friends.

For Halloween, Hat decided to dress as a cat criminal. Her costume consisted of a pair of purple cat ears, a face mask with cat whiskers and a mouth on it, a purple and yellow jacket, purple pants, and purple and white sneakers. She also carried a baseball bat.

Bow decided to go as a witch for Halloween. Her costume consisted of a black dress with a purple belt and collar. She wore striped purple socks, black boots, and a purple and black witch’s hat. 

“Oh, it’s just you girls,” Mugman sighed in relief.

Bow giggled. “Hi, Cup Bros and Chalice!” She beamed.

The cups waved at their friends.

“Let me guess: ketchup, mustard, and a phantom?” Hat Kid asked.

“Correct!” the three replied.

Hat and Bow giggled. “Well, you three wanna walk with us?” Hat Kid asked.

The cup trio nodded and joined Hat and Bow at the Halloween Party. As they walked- or floated in Miss Chalice’s case, Cuphead noticed that they were not with their teacher, Mr. Prince.

“Hey, didn’t you two say you're going with your teacher?” Cuphead asked.

“We were, but Mr. Prince said he’s gonna be busy for Halloween,” Hat Kid explained.

“He said something about a project he was working on,” Bow Kid added.

“Aww, that’s a shame,” Miss Chalice replied.

Hat Kid shrugged. “It’s not a big deal. I understand, he’s a teacher and didn’t want to party with us, kids.”

Cuphead thought about it and nodded, “You're right about that,” he added.

Hat Kid gave a soft chuckle, but quickly froze and stopped everyone. She sensed something was wrong.

“What’s wrong, Hat?” Bow Kid asked.

“Trouble is brewing,” Hat Kid replied. She looked around the area and smirked as she saw a red tail sticking out of a tall tree. She walked over to the tree with her arms crossed. “Nice try, Michael, you can come out now. No reason trying to scare us.”

“DAMN IT!” Michael yelled, appearing from behind the tree.

For Michael’s costume, he wore a dark blue pirate costume with an eye patch and a pair of fox ears and a tail.

Soon, Evan and Elizabeth came out from behind the tree dressed in their costumes.

Evan wore a black vest over a golden long-sleeved dress shirt, black pants, black dress shoes, a dark blue top hat, and a pair of golden bear ears.

Elizabeth wore a red princess dress, with red dress shoes, and had her hair tied in pigtails with green ribbons.

“I told you she’d find us,” Elizabeth said, giving Hat Kid a small glare.

Hat Kid replied with a smug smile.

“Yeah, but how did you know I was there?” Micahel asked.

“For starters, Halloween is a holiday where you scare as many kids as you can, and second, I can just sense you're around,” Hat Kid explained.

Michael felt weirded out that Hat Kid was able to sense him and his tricks from a mile away. Then again, Hat wasn’t a normal human, so it made sense. Still, it freaked him out that she was able to do this.

“Well, since you guys are here, wanna join us?” Miss Chalice asked.

Michael shrugged. “Why not?”

The Afton Siblings joined the crew as they continued their way to Mu’s house. As they walked, Michael noticed that Miss Chalice was in her ghost form.

“Uh, why are you in ghost mode?” Michael asked.

Miss Chalice leaned in and whispered, “I plan on doing some innocent tricks at the Halloween party.”

Michael’s eyes widened, as his interest piqued. A smirk formed on his face, getting an idea. “Do you need a partner for this?” he asked.

“Sorry, I always go solo,” Miss Chalice replied.

Michael groaned and rolled his eyes.

Soon, the group made it to Mu’s house and saw the party going on inside. Hat smiled and ran straight to Mu’s door and knocked on it.

Wasn’t long until Aubrey- dressed as a werewolf, came to the door. 

“You came!” she beamed.

“Yep!” Cuphead replied.

“Well, come on in and enjoy the party!” Aubrey beamed as she stepped aside to let the group in. 

The group went inside to see everyone having fun and dancing to some Halloween music. During the party, Mu- dressed as an assassin- smiled and excused herself from Timmy- dressed as a robot- to meet with her friends.

“Hey guys!” Mu beamed as she ran up to the group, giving Hat Kid a hug.

Hat Kid chuckled as she hugged her friend back.

“Glad you all made it!” Mu exclaimed.

“Yeah! Thanks for inviting us!” Bow exclaimed.

Hat, Bow, and Elizabeth ran off with Mu and joined Timmy to talk and have fun.

“Well, I’m gonna have my share of fun! See ya!” Miss Chalice beamed as she went invisible, only her costume is still visable.

Cuphead and Mugman looked at one another. Both knowing this plot wasn’t gonna end well, they decided to follow and keep an eye on Miss Chalice.

The brothers followed Miss Chalice to where Sunny, Monika, Boris, and Bendy were bobbing for apples. Sunny was dressed as a mummy, Monika was dressed as a bat, Bendy was a ghost, and Boris was dressed as a vampire. 

It was Boris’s turn and he was ready to grab an apple from the barrel. However, the apple kept on moving away from Boris. 

“Come on.” Boris paused as he tried to grab the apple. “Tricky little apples, aren’t ya?”

Bendy gasped for air as he grabbed two apples in his mouth. The demon picked up his costume and put it back on as he ate the apple.

Boris tried again, but the apple kept on moving on its own.

Cuphead and Mugman knew this was Miss Chalice’s doing. However, Cuphead had to hold in his laugh seeing the toon wolf trying to grab the apple. Mugman elbowed him to stop laughing.

Boris then dived into the barrel and grabbed the apple, causing a huge splash and getting the three wet.

“Boris!” Monika shouted.

“Got it!” Boris beamed. His ears dropped seeing the trio, dripping wet as they glared at the wolf.

Miss Chalice floated away and made herself visible, snickering as she pranked her first set of suckers. “One trick down, many more to go!” She made herself invisible again as she looked for more victims to scare.

As she looked around, Miss Chalice found another set of victims to prank. That being, Kel, Basil, and Alice talking near the food table.

Kel was dressed as a zombie basketball player, Basil was dressed as the Mad Hatter and Alice was dressed as Alice from Alice in Wonderland.

Miss Chalice hid behind the table as she grabbed a pack of Pop Rocks and poured it into the punch bowl.

Basil took notice of the bubbling punch and tapped Kel on the shoulder. 

“What’s wrong, Basil?” Kel asked.

“Uh… the punch is bubbling,” Basil replied.

Kel and Alice looked at the punch to see it fizzing. Kel took a cup and used the ladle to pour in some of the fizzy punch and drank it. His eyes widened as a big goofy smile appeared on his face.

“I knew it! Mu spiked the punch again!” Basil yelled.

“And it’s delicious!” Kel yelled as he got himself another cup of the fizzy punch. “YAHOO! Try some!”

Basil and Alice looked at each other and took a cup of the punch. The two took a sip and realized the punch was a lot sweeter than usual, almost like candy.

Alice’s eyes widened like Kel’s, while Basil didn’t feel anything. 

“This is amazing!” she cried.

“I know!” Kel yelled. He then looked at Mincy, dressed as a wolf, and went to hand her a cup of the candy punch, “Mincy! You have to try this!”

Basil sighed as Sunny and Monika walked over to him. “Do you guys sense something weird about Mu’s party this year?” Basil asked.

“Other than us getting wet, Alice going on a sugar rush, and Kel being… well Kel times ten, then no,” Monika replied.

Basil nodded, taking note of this situation. “Looks like we got a prankster on our hands.” 

The second he said that, Bendy walked by, his eyes gaze on the punch bowl.

Basil, Sunny, and Monika looked at the demon, then looked at each other then back at the demon.

Bendy poured himself a cup of punch, but the stares from the trio made him uncomfortable. 

“Look, if you guys wanted some, you could’ve just asked,” Bendy stated.

“Uh… Bendy, you probably shouldn’t drink that,” Basil warned.

Bendy then turned to Kel and Alice- who were being party animals on the dance floor. He remembered seeing the two drinking the punch, and wondered if this was the cause of it.

Ignoring the warning, the demon drank the punch- and his eyes widened at the taste.

“And he drank it,” Basil sighed.

“YAHOO!” Bendy cheered and whistled, before dashing off.

“Looks like it's just us three finding out who is doing this,” Basil said.

Quickly, Miss Chalice left underneath the table and decided to hide for a bit. She made herself visible and danced along to cover her tracks.

“Ahem!”

Miss Chalice turned to see Cuphead and Mugman glaring at her, to which she replied with a sheepish smile.

“Come on Chalice, take it easy on the pranks,” Mugman said.

“Yeah, but by the way, can I have what you put in the punch?” Cuphead asked.

“Cup!” Mugman yelled, turning to his brother.

“What? Just asking.”

“Guys, guys, relax!” Miss Chalice reassured her friends. “I promise I won’t go that far!”

Cuphead and Mugman gave her an unimpressed look as they pointed to Alice, Bendy, and Kel going sugar-crazy over the drink she made. Most of the kids had to step back with how wild they were acting.

Miss Chalice gave a nervous chuckle. “Guess that drink gave them a kick, after all.”

Seeing that her friends weren’t easing up, she sighed in defeat. “Alright, alright, no more pranks. Let’s just have some fun.”

Cuphead and Mugman smiled. “Perfect!” Mugman beamed. “Come on, let’s hit the dance floor!”

The cup siblings went off to dance with Miss Chalice following behind. What they didn’t notice was that Chalice crossed her fingers, as she had one last prank before the Halloween party ended.

Inside her cape, she had a bag of powder that- when mixed with liquid- can turn into foam. Miss Chalice looked around to find something that held liquids, and stumbled upon a fountain. A smirk grew on her face as she sneaked away from her friends and made her way to the fountain.

Miss Chalice looked around, hoping no one saw her as she ripped open the packet. She was ready to pour the powder in- 

-until she felt a hand on her shoulder. 

She let out a shriek and dropped the entire packet into the water.

“Gotcha!” Monika exclaimed. 

Soon, Basil and Sunny appeared, disappointed at what Chalice had done.

Miss Chalice gave a nervous chuckle. “Hi guys, what up?” she asked.

“What’s up? Uh… your pranks,” Basil replied.

Miss Chalice groaned as she rolled her eyes. “Come on you three. It’s Halloween, I was just having some fun!” she explained.

Seconds later, the whole fountain started pouring foam out of itself. 

Everyone screamed as they tried to escape the foam to keep it from messing with their costumes. 

Luckily, Sunny was near the off switch, and turned it off.

Everyone started to calm down, but the foam still lingered on the floor. They turned to Miss Chalice, who let out a sigh.

“Guess I went a little too far with this prank. Sorry guys,” Miss Chalice apologized. She released herself from Monika’s grasp. “If you want me to leave, I’ll do that.” 

The chalice was ready to leave- but felt a hand on her shoulder. 

She looked up to see it was Mu.

“Don’t leave yet,” Mu said. “You didn’t hurt anyone, plus this party was missing a few scares.”

“Really? You loved my pranks?” Miss Chalice asked.

Mu nodded in reply.

“Well, not really,” Alice groaned as she rubbed her head. The sugar rush she just had went down, which left her with a headache. 

However, Kel and Bendy came from behind Alice and were fine. “Though it was harmless enough.”

Miss Chalice smiled.

“Plus it was fun!” Bendy beamed. He then leaned in and whispered to Miss Chalice, “Uh, think you can give me tips on your pranks?”

“After the party.” Miss Chalice replied, whispering and giving a wink.

“Deal.”

Soon, everyone continued to party and have fun, ignoring the foam on the ground. Sunny turned the fountain back on, and with how long the foam substance had been in the water, it dissolved, leaving little bubbles in the fountain.

“Well Cuphead, looks like Chalice’s pranks did some good for this party,” Mugman said.

“See bro, I told you not to worry,” Cuphead replied, putting his arm around his younger brother.

“You didn’t tell me not to worry, you were the one worried,” Mugman replied.

“Just don’t ruin the moment.”

Mugman sighed. “Alright.”

With that, it was a rockin 'Halloween Party!

[brothersgrim]

@perditos || from [x] (it won't let me cut the post lmao)

She’s okay. She’s here. She's alive. It’s a mantra that keeps repeating in his head, over and over and over. She’s okay. She’s here. She’s alive. It’s all that’s really keeping him together right now, and even that is a generous phrasing. There’s a mechanical quality to the way he moves around the kitchen. Stiff, careful. No sudden movements. If you asked, he’d say he was doing it for her. He didn’t want to startle her. He had to be sure he didn’t pluck at any still-tight nerves. And maybe, just maybe, that was a part of it. But maybe, just maybe, he was doing it for him, too. Force of habit. 

It’s a sandwich that he finds himself making. Rye bread, spread with butter, slices of turkey breast and roast beef, pickles, mustard, mayo, tomatoes, salt, pepper, swiss cheese. A few grains of salt get on the counter and they stand out to him like a beacon. Grating. Glaring. Gnawing. He dusts them into the sink and pretends that’s good enough. That nobody would notice.

The knife bites into the bread, meat, vegetables, cheese, easily. Slices through so smoothly. So smoothly. As smoothly as if it were– He blinks, grits his teeth. No. Don’t think about that. It’s over. It’s all over. (Everything is over. Paul is dead. It’s only just started to sink in recently, and it still makes his head spin when he thinks about it.) 

“It’s fine.” He says, tossing the knife into the sink. It clatters a bit too loud, a bit too metallic. He tenses his jaw and turns away. Just ignore it. Focus on her. “You had business to take care of. We all did.” … It’s a way to put it, at least.

Business. It’s an easier term to digest. And yes, in a way, there had been business for him to attend to. Things he had to catch up on. Paperwork, orders, meetings, the Yard… It had kept him busy. Kept him distracted. Maybe it wasn’t the best strategy, sure, but it had worked for him well enough so far. Shove it down, bottle it up, carry on. Life didn’t slow down just because you were hurting. Life didn’t give you a break just because you were tired. Suck it up. Press it down. 

She asks her question - the one he knew was coming - and stops.

Sighs. 

“He’s-” Almost says ‘he’s fine’. The lie he’s used time and time again for the both of them. People pry into their business too much. People try to exploit any trace of weakness or vulnerability they could find. And while Xion had never done that - would never do that - old habits died harder than he did. But she deserves to know the truth if any of them want to move past this. So he sighs, brow furrowed and lips pressed into a line. 

“He’s still not talking.” He says, setting the plate down in front of her. “I don’t think he will be for a while.” The floorboards creak under his weight as he moves towards the fridge. He needs a drink. He’d offer her one - she probably needs it, too - but she’s far too young. Too young to drink, and too young to have been through all she had. The world didn’t care about her age. He did. He and Kane, they hadn’t gotten a childhood, really - once, they’d had one, but Kane didn’t remember it anymore, and Taker– Well. It was complicated. Xion was in the opposite scenario. She’d had a rough start, to put it beyond mildly, but had a chance to be a kid now. 

A chance he had taken from her. 

“But he’ll come around, if you give him time.” 

[princessconsuela120]

❃FEZCO❃

Chapter fourteen: Never Felt So Alone —❃

Series masterlist

Chapter Warnings: foul language, mentions of drugs, everything with teotfw and with euphoria

Authors note: I imagine this song playing while fezco gets beat up, so just imagine it with me.

—❃

“Alyssa, what are we going to do? Are we still going to your dad's?”

“We should probably eat something.”

Alyssa had started being weird with me.

“It was a present from my grandma. The knife.”

“What's it for?”

“Business.”

“Could you be anymore vague? Who carries a hunting knife around with them, Fezco?

I realized that she was scared of me. That felt kind of unfair. I'd been her protector.

—

“Fezco?” She asked softly, but I didn’t answer.

I decided to put on a calmer, more relaxed demeanor…to reassure Alyssa.

“You okay?” She asked me, and I shook myself out of my daydream.

“What?” I asked, and she gave me a questioning look.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” 

It didn't work. In fact I think I made it worse.

“What's the matter?” I asked next, making Alyssa snap.

“The matter, Fez, is that last night, you fucking murdered someone. And every time I try to close my eyes, or think about anything, anything else, all I can see is his face… and his neck, and you stabbing him.” She explained, lowering herself to talk to me better so no one would here.

“Thanks.” I said to our waitress, a kind smile on my face as I did.

“Do you want mustard, too?” She asked, not realizing the pressing matter we were discussing.

“On chips?”

“Some people like it.”

“Alyssa?” I tried again, going to reach for her hand before she snapped at me.

“I don't want to hold your hand. I'm going to the toilet.” 

I sat for about half an hour until I realized that Alyssa had left. That was the day I learned that silence is really loud. Deafening. I think maybe I spent my whole life trying to avoid silence. When you have silence, it's hard to keep stuff out. It's all there. And you can't get rid of it. I used to be able to get rid of things, banish them. But I knew, after that day...it wouldn't be so easy anymore.

“You all right?” One of the guys in the group asked, noticing the nervous look on my face as I approached them.

“Do you want to hit me?”

“Are you okay?”

“Please, will you beat me up?”

“I'll pay you.”

And so they did, they beat me up. Because I wanted to feel something, something other than the fear of kissing her. And I realized something; I was never Alyssa's protector…she was mine.

[cannibalisticdespair]

🔥

Hmmm, no prompt this time.

Claims of immorality without material harm to point to are bullshit and originate in religious thought. Now, this does also include "they have every intent to do material harm and just haven't done it yet", ala Nazis, but the immorality is still coming from the material harm being done. If someone has no intent to do material harm and has not done material harm, you can't justifiably label it immoral. The only "immorality" present is that you don't like it, and that's a fucking stupid barometer of morality. That's why every group that tries to promote some concept must invent some objective universal arbiter of morality who doesn't like it. And when they don't, they just resort to "but it might cause material harm at some point!" And that's even dumber, tbh.

Like, what couldn't cause material harm? Reality is fucking weird. Here's an example:

Tandey, a native of Warwickshire, took part in the First Battle of Ypres in October 1914 and the Battle of the Somme in 1916, where he was wounded in the leg. After being discharged from the hospital, he was transferred to the 9th Battalion in France and was wounded again during the Third Battle of Ypres at Passchendaele in the summer of 1917. From July to October 1918, Tandey served with the 5th Duke of Wellington Regiment; it was during this time that he took part in the successful British capture of Marcoing, for which he earned a Victoria Cross for “conspicuous bravery.” As Tandey later told sources, during the final moments of that battle, as the German troops were in retreat, a wounded German soldier entered Tandey’s line of fire. “I took aim but couldn’t shoot a wounded man,” Tandey remembered, “so I let him go.” The German soldier nodded in thanks, and disappeared. Though sources do not exist to prove the exact whereabouts of Adolf Hitler on that day in 1918, an intriguing link emerged to suggest that he was in fact the soldier Tandey spared. A photograph that appeared in London newspapers of Tandey carrying a wounded soldier at Ypres in 1914 was later portrayed on canvas in a painting by the Italian artist Fortunino Matania glorifying the Allied war effort. As the story goes, when British Prime Minister Neville Chamberlain traveled to Germany in 1938 to engage Hitler in a last-ditch effort to avoid another war in Europe, he was taken by the führer to his new country retreat in Bavaria. There, Hitler showed Chamberlain his copy of the Matania painting, commenting, “That’s the man who nearly shot me.” The authenticity of the Tandey-Hitler encounter remains in dispute, though evidence does suggest that Hitler had a reproduction of the Matania painting as early as 1937—a strange acquisition for a man who had been furious and devastated by the German defeat at Allied hands in the Great War. Twice decorated as a soldier, Hitler was temporarily blinded by a mustard gas attack in Belgium in October 1918 and was in a military hospital in Pacewalk, Germany, when he received news of the German surrender. The experiences of battle—first glory and ultimately disillusion and despondence—would color the rest of Hitler’s life and career, as he admitted in 1941, after leading his country into another devastating conflict: “When I returned from the War, I brought back home with me my experiences at the front; out of them I built my National Socialist community.”

So, if you accept this as true, not shooting a wounded man in the back could cause genocide. Should we start shooting the wounded in the back, just on the off chance they end up being Hitler? Reality is fucking weird, you can't predict the outcome of things.

Hey, anyone's abusers ever get stopped from committing suicide before they did that abuse? I mean, yes, obviously, that's just a statistical certainty. So blindly stopping people from committing suicide could lead to someone being abused. Does that make it bad? No. Obviously not! You can't predict what's going to lead to material harm! If someone hasn't done it and is not expressing the intent of doing it, you can't try to preemptively strike on the possibility that it could happen because of a thing, because if you try to actually follow that logic to any conclusion, it completely implodes in a massive ball of fire as you try to weigh whether you might save someone's life only for them to go on to abuse someone later on.

[steveezekiel]

THE PROPHETIC PRAYER 2

29 O EARTH, EARTH, EARTH! LISTEN TO THIS MESSAGE FROM THE LORD! 30 This is what the Lord says: ‘LET THE RECORD SHOW THAT THIS MAN JEHOIACHIN WAS CHILDLESS. He is a failure, for none of his children will succeed him on the throne of David to rule over Judah.’" Jeremiah 22:29–30 (NLT)

In addition, there are other things that are also important If you want to walk in power—If you want your words to be weighty and be honoured and carried out in the spirit realm. I. Fasting and praying should also be part of your life. The Disciples of Jesus were marvelled when Jesus with ease cast a demon out which they had had problem in casting out, and He told this when they asked Him: 18 AND JESUS REBUKED THE DEMON, AND IT CAME OUT OF HIM; And the CHILD WAS CURED FROM THAT VERY HOUR. 19 Then the disciples came to Jesus privately and said, “Why COULD WE NOT CAST IT OUT?” 20 So Jesus said to them, “BECAUSE OF YOUR UNBELIEF; FOR assuredly, I say to YOU, IF YOU HAVE FAITH AS A MUSTARD SEED, YOU WILL SAY TO THIS MOUNTAIN, ‘MOVE FROM HERE TO THERE,’ And IT WILL MOVE; AND NOTHING WILL BE IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU. 21 HOWEVER, THIS KIND DOES NOT GO OUT EXCEPT BY PRAYER AND FASTING"" (Matthew 17:18-21 NKJV).

Jesus mentioned lack of faith as one of the reasons why the Disciples could not cast the demon out, and subsequently said without prayer and fasting such a demon cannot be cast out.

In some situations, especially the cases being monitored by the forces of darkness, fasting would be required to be added with your prayers before you can dislodge whatever demon behind the problem and get the results needed.

Anyone can speak an empty word, but such would equally get an empty result. Some have criticized fasting, because they find it difficult to discipline their flesh to do it; they indulge their flesh.

But Jesus unequivocally told His Disciples that If they wanted results, If they wanted to perform the kind of feat; an exploit, a noteworthy act, or derring-do, which He did by driving out the demon, they should pay attention to fasting and praying (Matthew 17:21; Mark 9:29).

II. Another thing that should be considered is, Submission to the authorities under which you are (Matthew 8:5-10,13; Luke 7:2-10).

The centurion whose servant was sick said Jesus would not need to come to his house, that He should just speak a Word, that he knows the importance of Authority—whatever said by Jesus would be done, made manifest in the life of his servant at home.

Your words would be weighty and be with authority If you walk or do things under the authority of Jesus Christ, and those who are His delegates.

If you walk in blatant rebellion to God's Word and the authority of those whom you are meant to submit to, your words would be made ineffective—cause to fall to the ground: "NOW SAMUEL GREW; And THE LORD WAS WITH HIM AND HE LET NONE OF HIS WORDS FAIL [to be fulfilled]" (1 Samuel 3:19 Amps).

What is being said or talked about here was when Samuel was still serving under Eli. God has started using him, revealing things to him, even when Eli could no longer hear from God; but Samuel did not allow pride and was still submissive to Eli (1 Samuel 3:15-18).

When some young people gotten to know that they had little anointing, God has started using them, they become proud and those who are ahead of them in the Ministry work would no longer mean anything to them again, or deserve their respects and honour.

When you submitted to no Authority, you would not be in Authority. To be in authority, you have to be under Authority: 8 BUT the officer Said, “Lord, I am not worthy to have you come into my home. Just say the word from where you are, and my servant will be healed. 9 I KNOW THIS BECAUSE I AM UNDER THE AUTHORITY OF MY SUPERIOR OFFICERS, AND I HAVE AUTHORITY OVER MY SOLDIERS. I ONLY NEED TO SAY, ‘GO,’ And THEY GO, or ‘COME,’ and THEY COME. AND IF I SAY TO MY SLAVES, ‘DO THIS,’ THEY DO IT"" (Matthew 8:8,9 NLT).

If I may ask you, under whose Authority are you? Are you submissive to the authority of God, and that of His servant, under which you are?

Pride would make your words ineffective, because the devil understands this principle. God would not work with a rebellious person.

The authority being talked about could be; a woman who ought to submit to the authority of her husband (Ephesians 5:22; Colossians 3:18; 1 Peter 3:1,2); Or a young minister under his or her senior Pastor (1 Thessalonians 5:12,13; Hebrews 13:7,17); Or an individual Believer under his or her Boss (Colossians 4:1; 1 Timothy 61; Titus 2:9,10; 1 Peter 2:13-15,18).

Remember, the centurion said he also was under his superior officers' Authority (Matthew 8:9); And had those who are under his own authority as well (Matthew 8:9).

Rebellion and pride would hinder or limit your ability to exercise Authority: 12 AND WE URGE YOU, BRETHREN, TO RECOGNIZE THOSE WHO LABOUR AMONG YOU, AND ARE OVER YOU IN THE LORD AND ADMONISH [instruct or warn or teach] YOU, 13 And TO ESTEEM THEM VERY HIGHLY IN LOVE FOR THEIR WORK'S SAKE. Be at peace among yourselves. 14 NOW WE EXALT YOU, BRETHREN, WARN THOSE WHO ARE UNRULY [insubordinate or idle]…" (1 Thessalonians 5:12-14 NKJV).

You will not fail in Jesus' name.

Whatever is contrary to your health is rebuked and rooted up in Jesus' name.

Healing is a bread for the children of God, and since you belongs to God, you are healed of that ailment in your body in the mighty name of Jesus Christ.

And the Affliction will never rise again in the mighty name of Jesus Christ. Peace! TO BE CONTINUED

[coachrivero]

Tulane season recap/ bye week

Oooh we are (almost) halfway there

Here we are… Man time sure does fly since those agonizing summer months counting down T minus how many weekends until we get football back. It’s nice to once again be in the thick of things. I know this is where everyone expected us to be but still I remember the days when Tulane would normally be eliminated from contending for anything at this point. I’m glad things are different now. May Tulane be relevant forever. From this day until the end of days.

When the season started it looked like the Wave didn’t miss a beat from last year’s Cotton Bowl team. South Alabama is no USC (and has definitely lost some luster recently) but they are solid enough that many were picking them to win the Sun Belt, and some people including Scott Van Pelt picked to beat us. That obviously didn’t happen as Tulane brought the fireworks in a 20 point rout that really wasn’t that close. Michael Pratt was sensational, shredding USA’s secondary completing 14-15 passes for 294 yards and 4 touchdowns, with the only blemish a dropped pass that should have been another touchdown. Tulane’s defense was incredible as well stifling one of the better offenses in the FBS allowing only 17 points and forcing 5 turnovers. We were firing on all cylinders… but sometimes in life adversity will happen. Late in the 4th quarter while Tulane was in the process of salting the game away, Pratt suffered a left knee injury. This big win came at a steep price of losing the services of our superstar QB (also lost emerging star LB Corey Platt to an Achilles injury earlier in the game). A lot of speculation can go into the why was Michael Pratt in there and the what ifs, the play-calling, and so forth. I won’t really get into that. It just sucks to have lost Pratt right before the biggest home game in 40 years and the toughest game on the schedule where we couldn’t afford to lose him.

It turns out Tulane really is a damn good football team. We lost Tyjae Spears and a lot from last year, plus we haven’t been playing as well as we could have, but we do have a solid nucleus of talented players and great coaches. The Ole Miss game was a loss. I’m not going to spin it into a moral victory, but I was encouraged with how we competed with them. We have the horses to play with one of the better teams in the SEC even without our senior NFL prospect Quarterback. It was unfortunate to squander that opportunity to get a statement win but it wasn’t the most disappointing thing I’ve ever seen as a Tulane fan. I was just eager to kick the shit out of Southern Miss and get the bell back, and so was Tulane. Not much to be said except we scored 3 Touchdowns and USM kicked one field goal. Nice relaxing game for Southern Miss’s band the Pride of Mississippi. They didn’t have to play the fight song except for a couple of times when the team ran out on the field and the Alma mater at the end. Do kind of feel bad for Will Hall though, he’s a good dude. He recruited Pratt and was a big part of changing the culture here and helping Tulane turn things around. I think he’s trying but the USM job is a lot tougher nowadays than people realize. Good news is they can’t afford to fire him so he’s at least got another season.

FCS Nicholls State was kind of blah. It wasn’t the best performance but we did win and got to ease Michael Pratt back into things. Kai Horton did OK filling in for Pratt IMO, but the drop off there is significant. I would have liked to see more development with Cobra Kai being in this system for 3 years but he’s been serviceable and I am thankful for his victories over Houston last year and of course the mustard buzzards this year. Game ball definitely goes to the defense for carrying us. Few college football teams have a better 1-2 combination of cover corners than Jairius Monroe and Lance Robinson. There are so many good players in this defense I could go on forever naming them all. I check under my bed at night for Patrick Jenkins because he is a monster. Devean Deal is also a force. Jesus Machado is Dorian Williams 2.0 a tackling machine. I hope Grubbs is healthy going forward. Despanie is so good and Jared Small has been a pleasant surprise in the LB group. If I missed anyone it’s because again there’s an abundance of talent in this unit. Defensively Tulane is a problem.

UAB at first glance was disappointing being in a dogfight with a 1-3 football team, but I like the resolve of this group. After falling into a 20-7 hole, Tulane outscored the upset-minded visitors 28-3 to go 1-0 in the American Conference. The first half reminded me a lot of my younger days as a Tulane football fan. Losing at home to a CUSA team… terrible officiating… my dad yelling at opposing fans. The only thing that was missing was being in a 65 degree climate-controlled indoor stadium with 1,000 people in attendance. Turns out this is not 2010, we were not in the Dome, and Tulane did not fold in the football game. I do give UAB credit they had the perfect game plan, they utilized quick passes and had some success moving the ball. However, Tulane put the clamps on in the second half, with Makhi Hughes further separating himself as RB1. I like that Duda Barnes still returned to the football game even after a costly fumble. It shows the staff has faith in him choosing not to cast him down into the Iverson Celestine fumblitis gallows. Michael Pratt threw an absolute dime to Lawrence Keys on 4th and 9 for a 32 yard touchdown to put the game on ice with 47 seconds. That was *chefs kiss* very nice. It was cool to see the reappearance of Alex Bauman who hadn’t really been featured since the ending of the Cotton Bowl. I need to also give Jaquan Jackson and Chris Brazzell the credit they deserve for being so dependable in the passing game. Adding speed threat Yulkeith Brown to the mix as well should help open up the offense too.

In conclusion, we are right where we need to be. We beat the teams we were favored against and dropped the one game that ultimately doesn’t hurt us that much (except for dropping like 30 spots out of the top 25). LSU can basically give up 1,000 yards of offense to Old Piss and still be ranked but what the fuck ever. Anyhow, I think Tulane might have lost a bit of its edge from last year. Part of this is natural regression that was honestly to be expected after the best season in school history (or second best depending on your personal preference), and Pratt not being 100% healthy. It’s also very possible that the best is yet to come. Make no mistake though it is still AAC Championship and New Year’s 6 or bust.  The recipe is still there: Explosive offense, salty defense, and very solid dependable special teams. Truthfully, the special teams are the unsung heroes of Tulane. We are one of the most efficient College football programs in terms of special teams and it shows up on Saturdays. We don’t talk about them enough, but they will be critical for our chances to win at Memphis. That… and not fumbling the ball.

Anyhow, thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed. I think the bye week came at the perfect time. Get everyone healthy with all team goals still very much attainable. I’m ready to kick back and enjoy my stress free football weekend!

Roll Wave! 🌊

[gaykarstaagforever]

Honey Mustard and Faendal taking a breather at White River Watch.

The bandits were all low level so it wasn't hard. I even kept Ulfr the Blind alive.

The problem was, when I got up to the summit to fight Hajvarr Iron-Hand, hired goons also spawned in. They aggro'd on Hajvarr first and helped with that, but then they just beat me to death with hammers.

Upon reload, they weren't there, so I killed Hajvarr. But then the thugs just were there? I don't know where they spawned from.

They were still heavily armed and armored. But I Legolas'd onto the surrounding mountainside and they couldn't figure out how to get up there, so me and Faendal just ground them down over like 2 minutes.

I started this playthru callously murdering Anise for her alchemy basement and cool robe, so

I couldn't carry all the loot from the summit. So I fast-traveled back to Riverwood, unloaded, then fast-traveled back to White River Watch, because the stupid summit doesn't have its own location. No problem, it is marked as cleared now.

I go inside and I guess Ulfr is in the middle of an orgy or something, because there are two bandit women who immediately attack me. I guess "cleared" is a relative term, Todd. They're low level again so highly susceptible to lightning. Unfortunately so is Ulfr, who insisted on not getting out of the way. I mean he is blind so that might be mostly on me, I admit it.

Back up on the summit, all of the bodies and their expensive armor had despawned, but their expensive weapons were still laying where they fell. The bodies inside the cave were all still there, but I guess the summit is the actual open world, so this is a memory-saving thing...? Thanks again, Todd.

From here I went back to Riverwood, then to Bleak Falls Barrow, where drauger and swinging axe traps killed me like 4 times. But that normally happens to me there anyway because I'm impatient and lazy about using the oil traps.

The final Undead Drauger boss was an HP tank but Faendal aggro'd it with the mace I gave him so I just wore it down with lightning while Faendal got pinned against the Word Wall and screamed.

This is the only reason you're here, Keebler.

[obeythebutler]

Okayy I got excited when I saw that its exactly 7pm ist, and I would like to request about the demon brothers knowing the mc before they came to devildom like the mc summoned them before and continued to summon them to keep them company by giving them something....... I'm sorry if I got the time wrong you can just ignore it

MC Knows The Brothers Before Coming To The Devildom!

LUCIFER

Mustard Oil and salt indeed does wonders...huh? Because now MC is summoning Lucifer over and over again, and the demon wishes he knew when it was happening!

For context: Lucifer has been summoned in his pajamas, while brushing his teeth and while eating.

But he's enjoying it. Like a barnacle that sticks, Lucifer won't admit you've grown on him. He starts looking forward to you summoning him, which is evident by the fiftieth sigh while looking at the giant clock.

A pact with the Morningstar is no small deal. He's a very powerful being, and allowing someone to have control over him is something Lucifer won't allow.

(but a certain wizard won't stop trying)

So you just gotta keep summoning him.

He finds himself looking forward to your summons, and Lucifer seems to be meticulously prepared with a gift for you.

And when you finally come to the Devildom, Lucifer is ecstatic.

MAMMON

He doesn't understand why you gotta go freeze your credit card.

But that has summoned the demon, and now he has the number of your card memorized. No need to carry your card now, for Mammon knows it by heart.

His visits to the human world are either due to witches or the child, but now he's got another reason to be summoned—you.

And slowly, the demon finds a friend in you. From schemes to ramblings, you hear it all, and gradually Mammon starts clinging to you, greedy for your attention.

His brothers have started wondering why Mammon keeps staring off into space, as he waits for your summons. They always make his day better.

Word spreads around of Mammon being summoned by a human regularly, and Lucifer interrogates him, but seeing the smile on his face at the mention of your name, the eldest loosens the hold on his strictness for a moment.

When you finally come to the Devildom, Mammon runs to the Council Room on hearing your voice.

LEVIATHAN

Washed away sandcastles and the sea, and Levi is here.

The demon was irritated at first. His episode was going on and he's missing it! Six, seven, eight nine seconds and now—

But when the meetings grew frequent, and when the demon catches himself wanting to tell you about the new episode of this anime going around, finds himself carrying two pairs of switches and a picture of Ruri-Chan,

Finds himself wanting to tell you things going on his life, Leviathan finds a friend in you.

Someone who'll listen to him.

The watchlist for human world anime in his devilflix account is a long one, and why does Levi smile and perk up at the mentions of the human world?!

When Levi sees the human exchange student, man has to do a double-take, and now you're in his arms and he's blushing but excited.

SATAN

This human's latin is atrocious....

Man flinches when he hears you recite the words, and now you're in the middle of a Latin class by Satan himself.

But he keeps finding himself on your table or on the floor or on the porcelain throne and he wonders where he went wrong...

With those tutoring sessions and long talks, Satan starts looking forward to your next summon, where he'll lightly scold you for the botched words but sit down and help all the same.

The blonde demon is in a happy mood these days. The house's inhabitants have started wondering whether he's plotting something or genuinely happy...and the latter is a very scary notion....

When you stand in the Council Room, Satan is shocked, rooted to the ground before smiling. His eyes are soft, and he's introducing himself to you, again.

ASMODEUS

Whatever that was in that shampoo wasn't meant to be applied to one's hair because he's standing there and he's a mess!! He hadn't even taken the ten necessary pictures for the morning wake up and now he's here!

And then he sees your surprise expression of "Holy shit it worked what do to there's a demon here—"

The shampoo bottle gets thrown out first when Asmodeus tries reading the label. Move over love, he's going to recommend some products that will have a much, much better effect!

And then you keep summoning him, and while it's surprising, it's a good thing the demon comes prepared, flaunting his beauty!

Over time, you both grow close, joking and messing around like old friends. His charm doesn't work on you, and so Asmodeus gives up and wait...is this love in his heart??? Love, in this demon's heart?? More likely than you think!

When you finally come to the Devildom, man jumps on you in a surprise hug.

BEELZEBUB

Beelzebub might be summoned easily, but there's no guarantee that he's going to stay. Once the food is consumed, he's gone, unless you have a whole array of dishes to tempt the Avatar of Gluttony.

The first summoning is short. But as time passes, Beel gets acquainted with you. Likes and dislikes, favourite foods, the ingredients you hate, the demon gets to know it all.

He tells you about his brothers—of sloth and wrath, of lust and envy, of greed and pride. Down to the very last details, he finds himself protecting you.

The brothers wonder why Beel carries around snacks with him in a bag. It's not the first time, but it's the longest time the demon has gone without eating them immediately.

They're for you to try.

And when you come to the Devildom, he's right there to hug you.

BELPHEGHOR

For someone who is the most difficult to summon, the method is the easiest.

Cowboi bonks his head on the table as he falls flat on his behind, and Belpheghor doesn't appreciate the sudden head trauma.

He's got half a mind to amuse himself for a while, and the other to go back to sleep, purpose and all be damned. And there's this burning hatred towards humans too—

But seeing how sleepy this being is, you give him a pillow and let him knock himself out. Belpheghor is asleep, but not for long. Did this human just give him a pillow and let him sleep?? Why??

And after being summoned more times than he can count, Belpheghor gives up and accepts his fate. Lets you into his heart and slowly talks, pokes you playfully and allows you to sleep on his lap.

BONUS:

"I'm a human whose been trapped by Lucifer. You must help me escape, you're my only hope. Won't you help me—"

"Wouldn't you like to know, weather boy?"

[irinaseverinka]

Update Mod "Realistic Cooking" Version 3.0

DOWNLOAD HERE

Literally, we had to rebuild the entire mod from scratch🤪 and change a lot of settings to add more compatibility with other mods, as well as make it simpler and easier to use. It took longer than we expected, but it was worth it! We strongly recommend everyone to upgrade to this version, as it is more stable and convenient! If you still only thought to try our mod- it's time to do it😜!

What was added:

🌟 New products for the store - ketchup, mustard and ready-made sauces

🌟 A new recipe for making dough at home (find in the refrigerator menu "Homemade" - "Ingredients" if you have EP "Get to Work", since you need level 3 baking skills)

🌟 New recipes from the EP "The High School Years" - Hamburger Slider, Meatball Tamale Bites, Tortilla Wrapped Dog, Churros, Rainbow Brownies and Acai Bowl

🌟 The new recipe "Crackers with caviar" from the EP"Get Famous" is now available in the restaurant and refrigerator menu, and not only for stars from level 3 in the bar

🌟 All our custom recipes are now in the refrigerator menu

🌟A download with the 2nd version for products from the mod has been added to all our custom recipes, where you can use both all our products and products of other authors

What has been fixed:

🔨Food packages are now stacked in a pile to take up less space in your Sim's luggage and refrigerator

🔨All products for sale have different carrying animation

🔨The products in the sim's luggage are now sorted correctly for drinks and food

🔨All product names have been changed for easier search and sorting. Now boxes, packages, bottles will be indicated AFTER the name of the product itself after the comma. And new descriptions have also been added to more clearly reflect for which recipes they can be used, whether they contain small portions, how much and what quality

🔨Sims will no longer take foods such as chocolates, chips, crackers or bread as leftovers (while a plate of bread can be taken in the Quick Snacks section). They will still take yogurt, cottage cheese and sausage, but it will not have such a high priority over other food as before. Sims will prefer cooked food over snacks again! It's time for them to start eating more properly😜!

🔨The reaction to lactose for recipes corresponds to whether the dairy product is included there or not. And you will also see more accurate hints in the description of the recipes

🔨Delivery will not be available if there is no internet at the lot

🔨Cheeses can now be bought individually, not just in packages

🔨The mod is assembled in such a way that you can combine it with any other mod without any conflicts when installing only part of the files

🔨Files in folders now have not only the extension number, but also its name, so that it is easier for you to determine which packages to install and which to remove

Additionally📔:

🔑 If you install the Littlemssam "Transfer Inventory" mod, you will be able to put all the products from your luggage into the refrigerator and back with one button

🔑 Our mod is compatible with the SCCO mod, and is also assembled in such a way that you can install only our products and delivery without using any overrides of EA files and combine it with any other mod

Separate information for those who want to use RCM with SCCO at the same time:

At the moment, this only works one way - you can install any SCCO functions and any of our files, except what is in the "EA Override" folder (that is, not our version of EA recipes, prices for vegetables-fruits-fish EA, as well as the test recipe), if you decide to use both mods are together.

Or you can wait for an update from the author of Srslysims (as far as I know, it will be soon) in order to use them together fully and get the opportunity to choose to install any functions from different mods. We will write the installation instructions as soon as it comes out.

At the same time, all our products now contain SCCO tags, which means you can use products from both mods for recipes. As well as products of other authors that include these tags, for example, products of authors Brazenlotus, Oni and others

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[grailfinders]

Happy Birthday Mash Kyrielight!

July 25th is our dear Kouhai's birthday! To celebrate, we're going to take a second to celebrate everything Mash. We're taking a look back at our Mash builds so far, and checking to see if they cut the mustard compared to the OG. Check it out below the cut! You can also check out her D&D build here, her PF2E build here, and her FGO build here!

We're just gonna keep this little competition simple; we're judging the Mashes based on three categories: how good can they fight, how good can they tank, and how good they are at delivering exposition to their senpai!

Without any further ado, here we go!

We'll start off with the clear loser of the physicality section, DND!Mash. Her shield only does 1d4 damage, she never gets more than 16 strength, and while dumping her constitution is great to thematically show her growth as the game progresses, it's terrible for, y'know, playing the game. PF2E!Mash is slightly better, with higher damage and more mobility, but there's simply no way either of them could hope to keep up with FGO!Mash. She's a servant, a walking army, she can send people flying with a flick! Maybe if we did an Exalted build, but D&D and Pathfinder aren't really equipped to make Servant-tier servants.

As for tanking- it's FGO!Mash, I'm not even going to insult you by dragging it out. DND!Mash struggles to force opponents to target her, though she has good direct defense, PF2E!Mash can cover the entire team easily with tons of reactions, but like. FGO!Mash is the game-defining tank. While other 1st-year servants got strengthenings, Mash had to be nerfed and she's still good. If you want to survive a long fight, you bring Mash, no questions asked.

Finally, we've got exposition. Once again, D&D!Mash is at the bottom. Know Your Enemy is just about the only expositing feature she has, and it takes a minute of hanging out with someone to work. So basically, it doesn't work if you're actually in a fight. Maybe it's just because this Mash was the first build we did that she's coming in last every time. Maybe we should make an Ortinax version... Anyway, FGO!Mash knows a lot from books, but she's carried in this category a lot by Da Vinci and Romani. Since her exposition had to be baked into her kit, PF2E!Mash actually wins out this time, with a silly amount of features to find and figure out things so she can loredump for Guda.

[oh-for-fic-sake]

Superman's Dishcloth

A small cute headcannon thats been sitting on my tablet?

Summary: some people use pick up lines to get a womans number, henry uses a crochet lesson.

Warnings: Fluff?

Your fingers twisted the yarn around the hook automatically looping and pulling untill you made another double crochet stitch that the pattern required.

To be honest you wasnt paying that much attention as you worked your project, which was stupid really because you were making a new pattern, a bobble popcorn style head band.

You couldnt concentrate for two reasons

One. You were on a goddamned plane soaring across the Atlantic ocean. And if things went tits up you cant swim.

And two? You were seated next to none oher then mr henry cavill himself.

Not that you made a thing about it or even dared to look at him.

He he was watching you, eyes frowning as your fingers twisted the yarn into an intricate looking yet fairly simple pattern.

Youhad to stifle a laugh as his fingers twitched tryig to follow the moves and figure out what you were doing.

You growled missing count again. One, two, three three, skip three. A crochet, half double crochet, two double crochet in one stitch then skip three stitches and repeat untill the end.

Normally youd have no problems but your audience was putting you off.

You dropped the project in your lap as you miscounted again and realised you had to undo the last twelve stitches otherwise you'd be a set out on the end.

You closed your eyes grunting before slipping the hook out and began to tug the working yarn slowly before pinching it and slipping the hook into the loop catching it before it all unraveled.

"Why'd you undo it?" You jumped a little as the huge man beside you spoke up after watching you quietly since take off.

"Huh?... oh i misscounted i skipped four instead of three so it'd be out of line on the end and curl round..."

"How'd you know?" He frowned now leaning over even more curious then before.

You chewed your lip trying not to freak out as he peered over your little project.

"Err well i just counted the stiches i had left on the row, see i was up to here and there was five left not six, so i pulled it taught to spot the odd one out" you explained pulling more yarn through so you could point out the stitches to him with the hook.

"It looks complicated, you twist it so many times?" He said as your fingers began moving once more creating the repetitive pattern.

"Yeah... its not too difficult, Im doing a few different stitches is all, once you know a single crochet stitch and a chain stitch your good to go" You muttered with a smile.

"I doubt its that simple" he replied trying to keep up with watching your fingers guiding the hook jthought the piece making the fabric grow.

"It really is, here you see the little v on top?" You said slowing deciding to show him just how simple it was.

"Yeah?" He hummed quietly watching keenly.

"Thats the row before, so you slip your hook under both strands like this and loop your yarn over then pull through under that v so you have one loop on your hook" you said moving slowly and loosened the stitch with a light wiggle so he could see properly.

"Then loop the yarn over again so you have two loops, and pull the second one through the first... and thats a single crochet stitch" You explained showing him slowly.

"So you make lots of tiny loops and pull them through one another and it some how becomes fabric?" He asked fascinated by it, watching as you began to work on the next stitch.

"Yeah pretty much"

"But that one you pulled the wool over before you did anything at all?" You paused impressed he had noticed the slight difference... he had been watchkn that closely?

"So that was a half double, when you do a half double or double you yarn over first, then you just keep yarning over and pulling through until your left with one loop on the hook" you tried explaining as simply as you could.

"... it still sounds hard" he uttered still focusing on your hands that had been creating stitches.

"Honestly its not, i taught myself in about an hour and a half? Here try it? I've got extra yarn in my carry on if you want to give it a go?" You offered and instantly flushed you did not just offer to teach superman how to crochet like a fucking granny!

Before you could take it back and apologise he beamed.

"Really? That would be fun, i've never tried anything like this before" he said eagerly.

"Err yeah sure lemme just get you started, i'll give you a 5 hook... here" you said surprized digging about pulling the small ergonomic crochet hook out and some mustard yellow yarn.

"So you start with a slipknot... and then a few chain stitches" you began guiding him through it slowly teaching him the steps.

"So do you always crochet on long flights?" He asked pokeing his tongue out as he tried concentrating on the stitches he was doing.

"Yeah, im not good with confined spaces... especially confide spaces that are a good few miles in the air over the open ocean" you chuckled nervously chaining a stitch then turning begining your next row.

"Honestly im not either, usually i have kal- my dog but... not this time... this is good though, its helping take my mind off it thank you" he said sincerly.

"Dont mention it"

"Oh... i think ive done it wrong?" He said andnheld it out to you, you prodded it and to be honest you were impressed, it was neat, not a dropped stitch in sight... just a few loose stitches here and there, but he was finding a good tension.

"No, thats not wrong... just your tension thats all it comes with practice" you said handing it back to him.

"Tension?" He said making you pause. Oh yeah, he wouldnt knpw what that is yet.

"Yeah, how tight you hold the yarn and hook determies how tight your stitches are... mines pretty bad, i have to always use a size bigger hook" you expalined simply

"Really?"

"Yep, i do it too tight- even snapped a metal hook in my hand before" you chuckled remebering the way the hook had just... snapped mid project.

"Wow that sounds painfull?" He huffed eeingnyour hand curiously as if expecting you to snap a hook then and there.

"Yeah, i will admit i was frustrated with the project so it probably didnt help" you chuckled sheepishly.

"Frustrated? Was it complicated like that one?" He asked nodding to your growing head band.

"No, i kept loosing count on a pattern of 78 stitches" you said trying to wave it off but in actual fact that project had been murder.

"So what are you making?" He finally asked eyeingnyour work that had grown wider.

"A little headband, and hopefully i will widen it at the ears to keep em warm" you giggled wrapping it around pinchingnthe ends together proudly presenting it to him.

He grinned and looked down at his little square fiddling with it.

"And im making a... mess?" He laughed holding up the uneven square cheeks tinted pink when you giggled again.

"... Dishcloth?" You offered prodding it gently.

"Perfect, im making a dishcloth!" He bellowed nodding proud of his new diy dish cloth.

"I'm henry by the way. But from the way you were shaking in your seat im guessing you knew?" He finally introduced himself holding out a hand.

You smiled shyly and took it shakingnhands trying not to fawn over how huge hot and soft the palm was.

"Yeah... sorry i was nervous and you probably dont want to be bugged. Im y/n" you tried explaining nervously but he chuckled.

"I wouldnt mind being bugged by such a cutie~" he uttered quietly smirking at you tipping his head down a little too make sure you heard him despite his voice being quiet.

"Oh stop it" you flushed quickly looking down at your headband noticing your stitches werent as even as they could have been, but it couldnt be helped you had handsome distraction.

A very distracting handsome distraction.

"Its true. Besides i think it was me bugging you... and i have managed to plunder through your wool" he grinned sheepishly holding up his little dishcloth.

"Its fine, it not expensive, this is left over yarn from other projects" you waved him off. It was true ou had lots of odd ends and half skeins of woll from other projects.

"Well still i appreciate it, i hate flying" he said sincerly.

"Well now you have something to practice. Youll leave the plane with a new skill to stick on your cv" you added with a grin nudging him playfully.

"Indeed... And perhaps i can leave the p,ane with err...maybe your number to? You know to replace the wool and erm swap err instructions?" He said nervously jumbling his words.

You paused and looked at him shocked blinking. Did he just?

You blinked again watching as his face grew red and he chuckled nerously plucking at the woll on his dishcloth.

"Well i suppose every student needs to be able to contact theor teacher~ and these instructions are called patterns" you smiled to him nodding slowly.

"Right right i knew that of course they're patterns" he chuckled grinning ear to ear relived you hadnt turned him down.

"Well we have a good few hours, perhaps a few more lessons for my little student?" You teased picking up the pattern to show him some of the abbreviations. Mostly to try and concentrate on somthing other then the fact superman had just asked for your number... and was taking crochet lessons.

"Of course" he said excited eyes glittering with glee whilst looking at the small page.