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And I'll Lie To You Forever (Just To Be Near You)

Francesco/Reader Drabble

TAGS Francesco/Reader, Francesco x Reader, purposefully lying, human!cars universe

Maybe, this was a mistake. The thought swirled through Francesco’s head as his tired, half-opened eyes stared down at your body; you laid in the bed next to him, soundly asleep and cuddled into his arms. Between the loose hair that fell in front of his view, Francesco watched as your chest peacefully rose up and down; how your face was at complete rest, features settled in their natural positions, a contrast of yesterday night. The sight of the duality of the person that is you, someone Francesco still can’t even begin to fathom is someone who is so real, made him slowly fall for you even more. His stiffened arms relaxed once more around your circled frame, pulling you ever so slightly closer. You fit into him like the missing puzzle piece he has been searching for. Yet, at the same time, a wave of guilt hit his head with a sickening sense of nausea. While you were the best thing that was currently in Francesco's life, you were also one big mistake that Francesco could no longer get himself out of. 

He wasn’t sure if it was due to your heritage, not having come from Italy, or if it was just your lack of interest in motorsports, but you had no idea who he was. You didn’t know that you were currently cuddled up in the arms of one of the most famous F1 drivers of all of Italy; that in his free time, Francesco didn’t work a normal 9-5 office job, selling something stupid like printers. You were left in the dark about his real job, and maybe it was for the better. At least that was what Francesco tried convincing himself as he looked back on the first date; your words still clear in his mind. . .

It was just past 8mp, the average time in which people would partake in dinner, and while Francesco would usually be having it with his mama right now, he wasn't; Instead, he was sat in a fancy restaurant, one in America he has been dying to try, with his breathtaking date across the table from him. He watched as you flipped through the menu of the restaurant. How you carefully analyzed your choices and mentally tabbed where they were located in the menu as you glanced over everything else; all while doing this with the softest smile that has ever grazed the Earth. Usually, Francesco believed that no one could match him in beauty; his ego often showing in the way he presented himself both off and on screen. Yet, you rivaled his long-going thought. You, Francesco knew were more beautiful or handsome. . .or anything, than him. And he accepted this, 100% without question or doubt. From the first moment he was allowed to lay eyes upon you. "So," Your voice cut through the small silence that laid between your table; it wasn't awkward, Francesco thanked, but more thoughtful. It was the usual silence that laid between two people on a first date who were deciding on what to eat. "This might sound cheesy, but if you had one thing you could devote your life to, what would it be?" Your smile crept into a smirk as you closed the menu and placed it down in front of you. Your fingers intertwined together, creating a soft net in which your chin rested upon, all the white your elbows supported your position by being placed on the table. While Francesco's first reaction would have been a quip, a witty remark about how a person with such high standards yourself would have such bad table manners, all he could do was snicker at you. He glanced up and down, a silent qup that he didn't dare to utter out; "I think I know what you like to devote your life to." His voice came out as playful, a little flirty. . .and still a little Francesco. Francesco watched as your eyebrows scrunched together, a gleam of playfulness in your eyes that he couldn't mistake for being the restaurant's light. You were entertaining him, he loved it, "Oh, is that so? Then, Angelo," Francesco was caught off guard for a moment, reeling in there new name that had been tossed into his face. "What am I devoted to in life?" You continued your sentence calmly, your voice bleeding into a playful tease as you shrugged your shoulders up a moment. Francesco hoped that you didn't notice his shocked face, how his eyes had widened slightly or how his pupils became smaller. He chocked back words to correct you, trying to continue on the conversation that currently happening between the two of you. He had forgotten all about the fake name, and subsequently the fake life, he had given you at the bar before the date; It had all but slipped his mind until now. He doesn't remember that night fully, only in dazed and flashed memories that slpped away from him a little too soon before he could process them. It almost felt like a dream, a day he had never actually experienced. Actually, he had even forgotten about this date until he saw the text you gave him (and subsequently scrolled back up through the dozens of texts the two of you had shared the night of.) He didn't know how to tell you he lied to your face. So, he guessed, he'd be having to play this role of a man named Angelo. Frm what Francesco could gather from his texts, 'Angelo' was a man much like Francesco himself; yet built around the key fact of one text you had sent him: "I'm not really into motorsports." That's what Angelo was framed around. Angelo, the fictional CEO of Franceso's sponsor. Angelo, the suave man who had captured your heart. Angelo, who was too much like Francesco yet. . .in whole, wasn't at all; all because the biggest part of Francesco that Angelo was missing was Francesco's love of racing.

"You seem like. . .you'd get a PhD in something related to marine animals. . .or how you have such outrageously awful table manners." Francesco quipped, snickering as it finally came out. He watched as your eyes glanced down at your elbows before you quickly retracted them. You placed your hands firmly on your lap, a slight flush dusting on your cheeks. Your reaction caused Francesco to chuckle, finding your actions more than adorable. For you, Francesco will be Angelo. He will be Angelo for as long as your heart burns for Angelo, and in turn burn for Francesco. . .even if it was just a little.

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[vanrougemoons]

“ Lilia is the type of guy who knows that your days are limited but still love you with all of his heart because even if it hurts when you leave he doesn’t want to regret anything. “

“ Lilia is the type of guy to sneakily leave gifts on your desk; popping in one minute while you’re not looking, place the gift, than jolly leave so when you turn back there’s just a gift there < 3 to remind you that he loves you. “

“ Lilia is the type of guy to spider man kiss you when he randomly pops up in front of you or behind you. “

“ Lilia is the type of guy to write you letters instead of text you. “

Ways to kill Claude's heart, speedrun edition. Lilia Vanrouge.

TEE I MIGHT CRY. /pos

[seareefer]

Hiiiiii

You should write for idia 👁👁 pleaseeee

-Salem

The fact you gave me a scene request on Discord and not here- Anyway, I guess I could write it for you as a peace offering Salem/lh. Sorry this took longer, I got assigned a paper in my English class half way through the week!

Idia growled, rubbing his forehead in frustration. He’d been having a fine time just playing this new combat based multiplayer shooter Ortho had recommended, that was until this one player joined his session. 

Usually he was all for high level players and hard matches, it gave him life some days to work so hard to just go crazy against players that were as skilled as him instead of some noobs. But today he was so drained for being forced to go outside his room he just wanted to bash some games and win easy this time.

But of course this player wouldn’t give up, if they weren’t defending the team flag Idia was practically have a shoot out with them in the middle of the map. Not to mention his own team wasn’t too good this session, they were currently losing over and over again.

With a sigh Idia stood up, ready to go visit the clubroom. Hopefully that would calm him down from getting owned so hard in this new game.

Walking into the now empty room he jumped out of his skin seeing the Ramshackle prefect there on their laptop. “Oh!... Hi Idia, how are you!” Trying to keep himself from shaking he slowly nodded his head before squeaking out “f....f-fine...”

Of course the one day he leaves his tablet in his room MC would be just chilling in one of his spaces. He was broken out of his panic though at the sound of the game he was playing just before coming. “Are....Are you p-playing COW?”

Taking a few minutes to answer, MC soon looked up from their game and smiled at him, “Yep! Ortho told me it was fun so I wanted to try it out!” With a soft hum Idia slowly moved behind MC to see their screen. Watching shortly he was thoroughly impressed. “Wow...You’re good...” Giggling softly and hoping he didn’t see their blush MC tried to keep playing while responding.

“Thanks! After this round I want me to share my profile so we can be friends and play together?” Standing up straight and covering his face Idia panicked again, “S-SUR-I mean... uh y-yeah if you want to.....” 

He couldn’t believe it, they wanted to play with him? They wanted to spend time with him? The sound of MC turning around in their chair prompted him to take out his phone to take a picture of their gamertag. As he raised the phone and focused he nearly chocked.

“Y-YOU’RE RAMPREF365!!?!” Idia almost dropped his phone after seeing the name on the screen. “Y-Yeah? Have we already played in a session before?” Opening and closing his mouth a few times Idia slowly composed himself. “MC....when we play together from now on....you’re on my team...” Blushing softly MC smiled and nodded, “Sure! I’d love to be on your team!”

“Yeah cuz I’m not getting owned like earlier by you ever again...”

“W-Wait what?”

Taglist: @idiasdiscordkittensposts @c3lestialstars @vanrougemoons @xoxowritingclub @a-mossball-with-a-pen @kaiyoschaos

Again I’m sorry this took so long to post school is slowly killing my free time lol. I hope you enjoyed your Idia content Salem, and hope you all enjoy it as well! Have a nice day and week everyone! &lt;3

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The Office

Feel free to ask about the case on our current hands

I will try my best to answer what I can

But certain details will be under protection and will not be disclosed

Cases

Case:Wedding Assassination: Unfinished

Case:The Children: Currently on going

Detective team: @cupids-chamber @sugar-shells @callimaria @xoxowritingclub @sunnyshineblaze @a-mossball-with-a-pen

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" Serving: Side Order "

CHAPTER 1 | PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT

The end of the beginning, Inkopolis Plaza is under an immediate evacuation notice due to the strange sightings of Octolings and Inklings; Deepcut broadcasted this warning, along with a warrant for another group associated with these Octoling and Inklings.

“ Splatsville, you lip sync and we drip ink, we’re Deep Cut and Anarchy Splatcast is live! ” The Television screens broadcasted Deepcut, after their short introduction, as residents of splitsville took a pause in their activities. They turned their attention over to one of the monitors, to the idols of Splatville; who had gone live sooner than they usually would in their 2-hour news cycle.

“ We have an important announcement to make, so listen up! ” Frye shouted, pointing at the camera as her other hand balled. There was a silent panic that the idols shared, a panic that began to slowly waver off from the television screens and cloud in the streets. Inklings and Octolings share a look of confusion, some of fright, as their idols quickly continued:

“ Ay! (That’s right!) ” Big Man nodded, allowing Shiver to quickly pick up on the news; they were the calmest out of the 3, the clearest choice to present the global news.

Though there was a hesitation they had to fight, “ There have been sightings of strangely colored Octolings and Inklings on the outskirts of Inkopolis Square; we are unaware of what they want, what they are doing, or who they might be working with. All Travel, other than leaving Inkopolis Square, has been banned to keep citizens safe. ”

The collective confusion, mixed with fright, slowly began to sink into the skin of Inklings and Octolings as horror and alarm; wide eye stares were shared between the masses outside, Turf wars and Anarchy battles were put on a pause at the sudden broadcasting. An alert to the citizens of the current news that could affect plans, moods, and most importantly lives. A broadcast that wasn’t just shown in Splitsville yet globally, as any other idol available had been busy with another task to promote this need for awareness.

“ There is no need for panic, ” Shiver continued, trying to keep as calm as they could while delivering such news, “ We employ everyone to be as aware as they can, to help everyone around you and help defuse this situation.

If you see a strange Inkling or Octoling, such as this one, ” Shiver gestured to the monitor that Big Man stood behind with their fan. Sister images appeared, two of an octoling and two of an inkling, each image holding an oddity of the person standing inside it; either them being purely white or their colors being heavily desaturated, like they were dragged through the mud before being washed off. “ If you see one, it is advised to run in the other direction. Do not approach or interact with them. They could be hostile, dangerous to the average Inkling or Octoling. ”

Shiver soon tapped their little wooden box with their fan, causing the image on the monitor to change once more. This time, a symbol not known to many appeared in front of a purely black screen. The symbol held a squid in the middle with two riffle-looking guns on either side, with the left riffle pointing to the right and the right rifle pointing to the left, crossing over each other. It was the symbol for Squidbeak.

The moment the symbol had been shown, agents from Squidbeak took a pause and glanced over at the nearest screen; their eyes slightly wide at the upcoming mention of their secret group.

Shiver hesitated, almost biting their tongue, as they chewed out, “ An unknown group of agents have been fighting these Octolings and Inklings from the sidelines. There is no known name for these heroic agents, all we know as that they go by numbers instead of names.” There was a sudden realization that rang from Agent 2, who stood next to 1, as they noticed something off by Shiver’s presentation. Not something, but multiple things.

First, it was the mention of their group in the first place; there had been no alert or consideration of telling Squidbeak beforehand of the announcement of their group. That is something unlike for Deep Cut to do, as even if they didn’t explicitly tell Squidbeak they would have mentioned it due to how much they chatted and how easily information can slip from their lips. Second, Frye and Big Man couldn’t face the camera as Shiver spoke, and at times Shiver would glance off themselves; there was something inside them that swirled and bashed in their minds, yelling at them that their actions were wrong. It was shown in the body posture and the silence.

“ I don’t like where this is going… ” 2 murmured to herself, her stare at the monitor turning into a glare; a question popping into her head and ‘What ifs’ growing like a storm that wouldn’t leave her alone until an answer was reached. Unlike 2, 1 beamed as she clasped her hands together, “ I love it! Our group is finally getting the recognition that it deserves. Gramps and Cap’t are going to be so proud. ” 2 gave 1 a side glance, though said nothing in return to her comment. Instead, she turned her attention back to the big screen, making sure that they were both hidden.

“ Agent 3, who also goes by Neo 3, the young inkling accompanied by their small fry that they have named ‘Little Buddy’, ” As Shiver began to read off names of the agents a picture of them was shown in the monitor, “ 4, an older inkling who’s status as a full member of the group is in question but is often seen carrying modified dualies. 8, an Inkopolis octoling residence who’s been seen working nights or shifts at Grizoco. Agent 7, a newer employment wise yet older age wise sealing. Lastly, their Captain, old Agent 3, who’s not been seen many times around Inkopolis or Splatville. ” As they finished reading the teleprompter in front of them, Shiver looked down at the ground; they were aware, as the other idols were, that said agents were most likely looking at them right now… and they couldn’t be more shameful of themselves.

“ Other agents may be working with those who are unknown. Police have not deemed them a threat, yet if you happen to see them they do employ you to report your sighting, so these agents can be questioned; They might have information on the current situation. ” Shiver paused, taking a moment to breathe after ratting out some of their friends and boss. Sitting next to Shiver, Frye could tell that they were hesitant to continue the splatcast.

In which Frye took over so they didn’t have to, “ Inkopolis Square is under an emergency evacuation order. All Octolings, Inklings, Jellyfish, and other sealings are being ordered to leave the Square at once and take refuge in another city for the time being. That’s all the news we have for Splitsville and Inkopolis, remain safe sealings. ”

There was no usual “Catch you later!” outro for the Splatcast, instead it ended with a bright red screen with the warning, “ All Inkopolis Square residents and citizens, please evacuate the city. ”, written in bold black letters under a warning symbol.

The silence was thick, needing more than a butter knife to be able to cut it, and was shared with all the cities as most sealings could only stare at the monitor; unsure what to do with themselves at this moment in time. It was like a hurricane, or a natural disaster, had been blasted in their face, saying their homes, cities, friends, and family were all in trouble and could possibly be destroyed; actually, it wasn't like that, it was exactly that minus the weather-aspect of all of this. They didn't fully know what was happening or what could happen.

Even the agents had stood still for a moment, none in current life-threatening danger, with wide eyes. They were all unsure what to think or what to do, what would happen to their group, themselves, or their fellow agents with this warrant out for them. They had been pushed between a rock and a hard place, surrounded in enemy ink with guns pointed at all sides of them. If they continued their job there would be a chance that they’d be taken in and questioned, if they didn’t… who knows what would happen to all the citizens of Inkopolis, Splatville, and the other surrounding cities.

“ We need to get to Cap’t and Gramps. ” 2 broke the choking silence, slowly turning her attention towards her sister; who just continued to stare at the bright red screen with small pupils, horror lacing her eyes and strangling her. All 1 could manage to do was nod before 2 took her hand and swiftly made their escape before they had been spotted by any unwanted, prying eyes.

As they left, 1 mustered all the courage she could to break the tight bonds of horror shackled around her to send an alert to all the Agent’s headset; alerted everyone to come back to Alterna for an urgent meeting or before the public or police saw them.

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" Serving: Side Order "

SUMMARY

Sometimes, it is up to the imagination to dictate what is reality; if you believe in a dream hard enough, wishing upon the stars to bring you said wish, the universe will always find a way to make that happen. Yet, the collective mass of one wish can outway the other wish, causing the other to be lost into time. “ CHAOS REIGNS! ” was chanted across Inkopolis Square as the results of the final splatfest- Chaos vs. Order- was announced for every Inkling and Octoling to hear. A collective mass cheered, a wish having been granted to those who had won… and a wish having been forgotten to those who had lost; Two wishes that had burned as brightly as the stars, one fell to Earth, and the other slowly died out… sitting in wait and longingly. A star that soon sparked away with a wish; a wish for order. A wish that was not the same at the start. A wish that was collected and cultivated, burning brighter than its sister star of chaos, causing events that could not be reversed… events which caused the destruction of reality, fiction, and time.

NOTES

Serving Side order is a fanfiction created by Tee (xoxowritingclub), influenced by Nintendo’s upcoming DLC for Splatoon 3: Side Order. A lot of things for this fanfiction are speculations for the story of Side Order, combining many theories (like ChaoticArcade’s on youtube) with my own. All characters and original story line of Splatoon, minus Agent 7 (the reader), are owned by Nintendo. Aspects of the storyline of Side Order are credited to their original owners.

CHAPTERS

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"Serving: Side Order"

CHATPER 2 | " Bay "

[O.Sci.L] " The others had been nothing short but failures, we need a new body. Find me a fresh one, a healthy one this time; make sure they can withstand the trails that will come ahead of them and don't fail me this time. "

[O.Sci.3] " Yes, sir. "

[O.Sci.L] " You don't know how much time we have. We need to prefect this. "

[O.Sci.3] " Understood. We'll acquire all the materials that you need. "

2 YEARS PRIOR, there was no need to consume yourself in harrow or alarm; with a vibrant city, colorful personalities, and joyous vibrations that echoed throughout everyone, there was no room sorrow. The sound of laughter rang in the air like a melody, chatter scattered throughout the streets, and friends played as though there would be no tomorrow. Competitions sprung in light-hearted manners as the jellyfish manning at the Deca Tower had no room for a lunch break with the constant rotation of Inklings and, the new, Octolings. Everything was right where it needed to be, it needed to change or forceful "fixing".

" They're heading in to the base, left field. "  Spoke an Octoling in a low voice, motioning towards left of the turf field, being stationed with a E-Liter at a eagle-eye advantage point. In a matter of seconds, the target had been disposed of by a teammate of theirs; who showed no remorse by beaming from pointed ear to the next, loving the feeling he gets from being in the middle of a turf war. After a while of uptight battles and competitions, he's finally been able to learn to let loose and enjoy battling a lot more. Though the team, as a whole, has not learned such a motive; being more so true with their leader—who has gotten better, yet still held a more than competitive nature. 

With a cackle, said Leader slid out of the opposing team's firing range allowing their younger Brother to jump out of the ink behind the team, landing the final blows to their back; effectively getting a "Wipe Out" on the opposing team. A silent cheer was shared between the Turf Team as they reclaimed as much land as possible; their feet never touching the enemy ink as all that was purple was covered with yellow. They paid no mind to the respawning team, who tried to rush forward yet had been quickly stopped by the blow of a whistle, dictating that the match was over and the score will be tallied to announce the winners.

Though every Octoling and Inkling standing on that field already knew who had won.

" Sorry, not sorry. " Sniggered the Leader, piercing the opponent's team leader with a glare. It was one of mockery, one that simply had disrespect written all over it. The Leader rolled their neck, cracking a few bones as they stretched up, " But this match is ours. Don't worry though, you and your 'teammates' were good enough practice for us! " The Octoling weaponized with an E-Liter walked over from their spot, just in time to hear the rambling of their Leader to the opposing team.

They couldn't help but glance to the side, shaking their head slightly; This is how it always seemed to go after a turf war match, epically ones that their team has clearly won. " Alright, that's enough.. " Noticing the rage stirring in the opponents, flaring up and spilling out as though flood gates were about to crack open against the pressure of an overflowing river. The Leader turned to one of their most trusted teammates, wrinkling their nose a little as their hands where placed on their hips. With a cock of an eyebrow up from the Octoling, the Leader scoffed a little.

They waved off the Octoling and the other team, dismissively, " Alright, alright! Just saying, this defeat is going to be more than crushing for them! " And with that, the Leader began to walk back towards their base; the Inkling using a Clashblaster, and their little Brother following in tow so the match could end. The Octoling glanced back over at opposing team, giving them a small wave before following after the rest of their team; yet the Octoling could tell that their attempt of pleasantries was not going to accepted in the way they had hoped—thanks to the Leader.

Judd and lil' Judd were quick to announce the winners of the turf war, the resulting being pulled up for both teams to see as soon as they got back to the Deca Tower. To no one's suprise, the opposing team had lost the Turf War match: 94.3% to 5.7%. It was blowing defeat to the other team's self-esteem while the winners celebrate their win rather loudly; the Leader crossed their arms and beamed, as their little Brother and the Clashblaster user started talking about a victory feast for their 27th win in a row against randoms in Turf War.

" I think we can go to that new café that just opened next to the Deca Tower! " Beamed the little Brother, causing the Clashblaster to shake his head; not agreeing with the more downscaled dining option for their feast. The Leader listened as the Clastblaster exclaimed how they should instead go to the Crust Bucker instead! This cause a scrunch of the nose by the younger Brother, yet before he could protest the Octoling stepped forward.

They were swift in doing so, " Hey, I'm going to sit this one out. I have to catch the next train to Splatsville; I need to help a friend move into their apartment. " The Octoling pointed their thumb towards the exist of the Deca Tower, hoping their team didn't mind their last-minute ditch of plans; after all, it's not like they purposefully made these plans to ditch any dinner plans with their team.

The younger Brother nodded, giving the Octoling a softer smile, remembering that the they had shared their plans with the team earlier in the day. " Have safe trip, Bay! We'll save you some of your favorites for when you get back! " The Clashblaster nodded, giving Bay a thumbs up and a toothy grin.

" Don't hurt yourself! " The Leader stated as their arms fell to their side and a joking glint was catch in their eyes. " The torment is only a few weeks away, we can't have our main-man not on the field with us. " Bay shook their head in response to their teammates responses, yet offered them a small smile. They waved the team off as they began to leave Deca Tower, knowing that the younger Brother and Clashblaster user were going to go back to their small tussle; slowly driving the Leader insane to the point where they make the final decision of going to the Crust Bucket. This always seemed to happen, though Bay always tries to make it up to the younger Brother by eating breakfast with him before matches.

" Hey, has anyone heard from Bay? " The younger Brother spoke up, walking over to the rest of the team with a drink in hand; he had been able to get his usual smoothie from the small café near the Deca Tower per usual, though had the strangest feeling about Bay that morning while waiting in the line. Maybe it was just him missing the E-Liter main, as they were always like an older sibling to him; yet for some reason, his brain was rather quick to dismiss that option of reason.

The Leader and Clashblaster main both turned to the younger Brother, a slight confusion shared between them as a single thought was shared. " I thought Bay was keeping communications with you. " The Leader quizzed, pointing at the younger Brother with a cock of his eyebrow. Though his questioning look was met with a simple shake from the younger Brother, as he had not heard a word from bay since the day they had left.

" I thought they were keeping in touch with you. " Gesturing towards the Leader, the Younger Brother frowned their eyebrows as concern began to dawn into their face. The Leader promptly shook their head in return, denying their younger Brother's assumption. They haven't heard anything from Bay either. 

The Clashblaster glanced between the two, " Well Bay defiantly wouldn't have contacted me!… I don't even know if they have my number. " He smiled a little, trying to bring some humor back into the group. Yet the Leader nor the younger Brother seemed to be amused with his comment; a comment in which usually would have gained the chuckle of the younger Brother or Bay. So he hushed for a moment, allowing the leader and younger Brother their moment to think about what Bay could be up to, and why they haven't contacted the group at all. 

They weren't leaving, the two knew that one for sure; They would have just outright told the rest of the group that instead of ghosting them. They were a direct person when it came to important matters, especially those that would have a grave impact on the stability of the team. This allowed any personal issues between a teammate and Bay or Bay quitting to be crossed out of the reason pool. The leader kept their eyes on their younger Brother, who was glancing off to the side with an anxious look as he knew this was not like Bay; leaving without a notice and disappearing off the face of the planet. 

" Maybe they got arrested!- " Started the Clashblaster again, but he was quickly hushed by an Off-The-Hook announcement; their original broadcasting had been playing in the background of the team's chatter for quite some time now, yet the team had ignored it up till this moment.

" A few days ago, an Inkopolis Square residence going by the name of 'Bay' has gone missing. " Marina, the second idol of Off-The-Hook, announced; a look of horror slowly swallowing her face as Pearl, who was sat in a beanbag chair next to Marina, stared at Marina with wide eyes; not expecting that their 'extra news segment' would be about reporting a missing Octoling. " Bay is a young Octoling, around the age of 18. She was hearing a white, rain-coat like coat paired with black leggings and white sneakers when she went missing. Bay's family claims that Bay was taking a train to Splatsville the day they disappeared; Camera footage from the Inkopolis Square Train Station shows footage of Bay boarding their train, yet eye witness states that they never saw them enter the train or get off at their supposed stop. If you have any information about Bay or their whereabouts, please report all information to the police at your convivence. Bay's family and friends hope to have them return back home safe and sound. "

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Let’s go music game!

1)Everybody want to rule the world- Tears for fears

2)Halls of Illusion- Insane Clown Posse

3)Real Gone- Sheryl Crow

4)Sonne- Rammstein

5)Devils Work- Freddie Dredd

6)Kill all predators- BANSHEE

7)Sandman- Metallica

8)Government hooker- Lady gaga

9)A horse with no name- America

10)Little dark age- MGMT

I have no idea who to tag lmao:

@xoxowritingclub @galaxyisnthere @youhavehitawall and anyone else who wants to do it ✨

music game!!

rules: shuffle your “on repeat” playlist from spotify/the music service of your choice and post the first 10 tracks.

thanks for the tag love!! @roosterbruiser

God Is A Woman by Ariana Grande

Ride With Me by Nelly

Ayo Technology by 50 Cent ft. Justin Timberlake and Timbaland

Devils In The Canyon by The Strike

I Ain't Worried by One Republic

Carry Out by Timbaland and Justin Timberlake

Demons by Hayley Kiyoko

Lavender Haze by Taylor Swift

Harper Valley PTA by Loretta Lynn

I'm Not Mad by Halsey

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How much different would Strip be if we knew him before he met Lynda and started racing? Would be be almost the same or would he be almost completely different??

I like to call this post.. STRIP WEATHER THROUGH THE AGES! /j He's... evolved a lot... like- a lot a lot. - Strip Weathers was the hot, new rookie that entered the track with more confidence and skill than the veterans at that time have seen in a long time; He was the talk around the track and the hot shot that everyone knew. - You knew him back when he was racing in local torments, running circles around the other competitors trying to build a name and brand for himself. You were his first supporter, and you were one of the people that made him believe that he would grow to be something big one day. He did, obviously, but you always used to punch him in the damn shoulder for saying shit like that. - Actually before he did racing he participated in Rodeo shows. That new Ranch style house he now lives in? That was his parents house before they passed it onto him. So he grew up was a kid knowing how to ride horses and handle cattle. - Honestly, let's just say Strip? He knew he was sexy southern boy in which girls would swoon over.. and he took advantage of it! He had a lot of talent for many things and entered in as many local contests that he could ( of course those that were in his field). This is how he started his racing carrier, in a little Local 100 lap race.. and HE LOVED IT. He, after getting the sponsorship of his parents, began racing in all the local racing in his town and the neighboring towns. He began racing, he began loving it, and he began winning! - It didn't take long before sponsors began to notice this new uprising rookie; It honestly didn't take long before he was signed with his first Sponsor. You couldn't be any more proud of him!- But let's just say he'd always tell you, " I knew they'd see I was as worthy as'a 5 star hour in'a rodeo show. I had no'oubt they would sign me. " - He was confident and he had the records to back it up, so no one could really back talk him. Other than you. You can back talk him all you want because you've probably known this man since you both were in dippers. He's always been a confident, fire-like guy who had you to try and keep him calm between all of his craziness. No one, when Strip calmed down, would ever believe you when you tell the crazy stories that you have of Strip when he's younger-- IT FUSTRATES YOU SO MUCH. - When he was a rookie, he did the 'all gas', 'no wheels' memo that Lighting does (Lighting had to learn about it from someone). He was probably fired from at least 2 sponsors because of this; having essentially 'thrown away' a few wins because his tire popped mid-race and he fell behind. You'd always tell him off for this, reminding him how dangerous it could be if he did this and crashed into a wall! He continued doing it. - That was, until he signed with Dinoco and got Rodger as a Pit Crew Chief. While he still did his crazy little stunts, he began to windle down on his whole 'all gas, no wheels' memo. Rodger was the only one who could start the process of hammering out Strip to be the man he is today; He was the only one with enough patience and mental strength to begin to do so. You usually where in his pits during a race, cheering him on, and would hear Rodger scolding him ever time he tried to leave without a tire change when he suggested it. A few handful of times he even sat in front of the car... and you were about sure Strip almost ran him over a few times. It was sometimes terrifying being friends with that crazy southern boy. - But he, despite being crazy, still had some chivalry in him. Key word, some. Would open your doors, pull you seat out, but still is a lil pain in your ass because he sometimes pulls the chair from under you when you try to sit. He was a little jokester. But he was Strip and sometimes he honestly made really good attempts to try and get you with the same joke. It was entertaining to watch.

- With Rodger's help, and Tex slowly becoming more involved with Strip's training and being there to support him, Strip slowly dwindled down to a man who had at least some common sense. But, the dramatic shift didn't fully start coming until Lynda came. When Lynda came, you swore that girl brought back a different man a few times... that was until he left and then he became his 'usual self' again;

" Strip Weathers what tricks are you playing on that poor women?! You asked with a nose scrunch, looking at your best friend. He was silently watching Lynda leave with a look that you could only describe at puppy love. Though, as soon as Lynda was out of the drive way (and your patience was almost right about up) he turned to you with a confused look.

" Don't know what'ya talkin' about, there. " Strip stated as he waved you off, jokingly of course, as he headed towards his family's kitchen. You had stayed in the Weather's resident, waiting for Strip to come back from his little date with Lynda to be able to talk to him all about it.

" OH! NO MISTER! You're not gaslighting me! I saw how you were with her. What the hell happen?!- " You pressed on, following Strip into the kitchen with a little huff. That was until he suddenly stopped in the middle of the kitchen, catching you off guard. He turned to look at you with a small smile and the softest glaze you've ever seen him wear..

" She's the one. "

- And from there, Strip started to calm down more in public. Of course, it wasn't a shift that happened over night, but with more of Lynda's influence and more time with team Dinoco he was shaped into the man that everyone now knows at 'Mr. The King'. A quite country boy who takes racing serious but still manages to have fun with it.

- When he was with Lynda, it was like that girl had worked miracles on him you didn't understand. But he still gaslights you sometimes, calming that something from your shared childhood didn't happen when it clearly did. in those moments, you still give him a back-handed slap upside the head like you used to and he'd laugh. He's still a little cheeky, but defiantly the Mr. Dinoco we now know and love-

- THAT'S UNTIL YOU GET THIS MAN BACK ON HIS RANCH DURING OFF-SEASONS. THAT MAN IS BACK TO SOME OF CHAOTIC LITTLE NATURES THAT YOU KNOW WAS STILL IN HIM. BUT THEN WHEN LIKE, OTHER RACERS LIKE LIGHTING AND BOBBY COME OVER WITH CAL, HE ACTS LIKE HE DOES ON THE TRACK.

- Sometimes you wish you never were his friend... that's a lie. He's fun to hang out with.. Just he knows how to hit nerves, especially with you. But, don't worry, because you can do it right back.

- Lynda is so sweet and FINALLY IS ONE OF THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO BELIEVE YOU WHEN YOU TELL HER HOW STRIP USED TO BE. He was always so confused when she believed you, but apparently she had seen the way Strip was during his old Rodeos and on TV when he was younger.. so that makes sense.

- In short summary, before racing and Lynda.. Strip was a little bogger of a human being /j- lil good looking southern boy who knew he was good looking and knew he had talent and flaunted both. But he wasn't crazy like Chick..

- God that's another can of worms... I FEEL LIKE STRIP AND CHICK USED TO BE FRIENDS WHEN THEY WERE YOUNGER IN THEIR RACING DAYS. BOTH HAD LEATHER JAKCETS WITH LITTLE JOKING ' SEE'YA LATER ' PATCHES ON THEM FOR EACH OTHER. IT WAS FUNNY... then Strip grew out of it and Chick didn't and they became enemies ever sense. It was a funny story progression.

- In all honesty, Strip probably had the biggest and long lasting puppy love phase for Lynda. She just made him so happy and he loved her so much. Always told you how he wanted to give her the world because she deserved that and so much more; and how he wanted the be the perfect man for her but didn't know how to- he was a dork.

I RANTED A LITTLE LMAOO I'M SO SORRY JUST- IT'S FUNNY TO THINK THAT THIS MAN, MR. THE KING, HAD A LEATHER JACKET PHASE /J

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[ He's the type of guy who... ]

[#]pairings . characters: Every character in TWST ( minus Ortho, Chen'ya, Grim, and the teachers ) [#]warnings . tags: [ X ] [#]synopsis: ' He's the type of guy who.. ' statements but for TWST characters. [#]note: some characters are more well-written than others due to experience and how much I've really dived into their character! Please take the things written here with a rain of salt as they might not be 100% in cannon. This was also just practice for me so I could become somewhat familiar with everyone's character! [#]@'s: @lazywrites @seareefer [#]requested by no one

[ Heartslabyul ] ; Riddle Rosehearts' is the type of guy who'd have a schedule that marks out things the two of you want to do together as partners: Ex., horseback riding during lunch for a picnic, playing checkers during tea time, writing together, making a tart, and the list goes on. He keeps this list to make sure that you both are timely and organized (and not breaking any rules) but also so he can keep track of the things you love to do < 3 ; Ace Trappola is the type of guy who'd ask you for a hug at some random point at time, but then trap you in said hug. Now you were in his arms and had no way to escape, he'd take his chance to give you a sly kiss on the lips. He just loves to see your flustered face! ; Deuce Spade is the type of guy who'd try and keep his 'old self' hidden away from you for as long as he can because he was ashamed of you knowing how he used to be; He was also scared that you might leave him because of it or thinking he was some sort of monster. But one day he slipped around you, thankfully not too bad, when someone had been pushing their boundaries with you. Deuce almost instantly apologized to you for acting like that ... but he soon grew flustered when you told him that you loved that side of him! ; Trey Clover is the type of guy who'd try and give you the world, or at least as much a he could. He's here for you 110%, as long as you're here for him as well. If you need someone to rant to in the dead of night, please text him! You're one of the only people who can bypass his silent/do not disturb mode and he'll wake up to comfort you! ; Cater Diamond is the type of guy who'd come to you first when he feels overly stressed or like he's about to crack any moment. You're maybe the only person who's seen the side of Cater that's behind his smile and bubbly personality...and he couldn't be happier that you accept him even when he's not his 'usual self'.

[ Savanaclaw ] ; Leona Kingscholar is the type of guy who'd slowly not be able to take naps unless you're in his arms, safe and sound; somewhat out of fear and agitation that someone may hurt you but also (deep down) out of fear that you might leave him. He'd probably have Rggie drag you over to where Leona is taking a nap just so you can be there to take the nap with him. BUUUT- sometimes he understand if you can't... you'll just have to make it up to him~ ; Jack Howl is the type of guy who'd totally buy a baby cactus sometime during your relationship (most likely around the 1-2 year mark) and state that the both of you are going to parent the cactus. You probably joked it was to show how strong the relationship between the two of you can be when you work together ... and he agreed. Damn you meant to fluster him but it didn't really work. ; Ruggie Bucchi is the type of guy who'd probably start a prank war with you despite having 'claiming' that he'd keep you out of all of his pranks. No one is safe from Ruggie's pranks, no one at all. So, now it's just an ongoing war between the two of you too and neither of you feel like losing.

[ Octavinelle ] ; Azul Ashengrotto is the type of guy who'd sometimes space out while he's doing work and end up thinking about you and how perfect you are. He ends up having to stop working for a moment to regain his composure, becoming a little flustered... but while he's calming down he takes this moment to write you little heartfelt notes and then leave them for you anywhere you might find them. He doesn't care when you see the letters, he only cares that you know he loves you and is constantly thinking about you. ; Jade Leech is the type of guy who'd put everything into your relationship, as long as you do so too!- So, in turn, this also means he'd totally sneak out your favorite dishes from the longue and bring them to you - completely free of charge!.. at least free of charge money wise, he's going to need his payment back in kisses. ; Floyd Leech is the type of guy who'd try and drag you into all of his shenanigans and be upset if you didn't agree to doing any of them with him. But if you do partake in his shenanigans he'd honestly love doing whatever he was doing to mess with others more because you're there doing it with him!

[ Scarabia ] ; Kalim Al-Asim is the type of guy who'd support you no matter what!- He'd be there to listen to you ramble about the newest hobby you just picked up or any theories you might have. Honestly, he's just a sweet, outgoing, loveable boy who'll probably also drag you into a lot of socializing situations (not on purpose) and then apologize to you for it. ; Jamil Viper is the type of guy who'd both be your husband and male housewife at the same time! He's slaying so hard in filling both roles!- Cooking you lunch, cuddling/spooning you, and just doing everything- ... But, seriously, all jokes aside, Jamil Viper is the type of guy who'd probably get up in the dead of night to go make you something you're craving; whether that's because of your period or just because you're just really craving that item. He wants you to be comfortable while around him.. and he's probably have had to cook for Kalim in the middle of night many times before.

[ Pomefiore ] ; Vil Schoenheir is the type of guy who'd not approve of you eating junk food, especially when you're eating such foods around him, and lightly scold you for putting such horrible toxins in your body. Though, at the same time, he'd help you cover up any pimples or stomach fat you might feel self conscious about. ; Epel Felmier is the type of guy who'd feel shy about doing lovey-dovey things and would then go to Rook and Vil for help...even if it is embarrassing. Though he'd then get recommended to write letters if he couldn't say the things he wanted to out loud and leave it on his s/o's desk. A little while after that suggestion.. Now you find a letter at your desk at least every other day, if not every day. Your heart warms up with every little note of his < 3 ; Rook Hunt is the type of guy who'd come up to you randomly, while you're talking with your friends, and smoothly tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. He'd then lean in and whisper something so very lovey-dovey (maybe a poem or maybe just a small simple phrase you know in French). He'll do this about at least twice a day just to make sure you remember you're loved and so very beautiful/handsome (inside and out)!

[ Ignihyde ] ; Idia Shroud is the type of guy who'd, even while in a high-stakes game, would let you sit on his lap and cuddle against him. He'd have his arms either over your shoulders or under them (depending on how you're hugging him) and be slightly flushed by your position. Though at the same time he'd feel so much more motivated to win his game because his number one supporter is there cheering him on!

[ Diasomnia ] ; Malleus Draconia is the type of guy who'd have you be the co-parent to his treasured Tamagotchi, Roaring Drago, once you two got into an official relationship. A lot of peaceful moments between you started to be with you cuddled up to Malleus as you guys took care of Roaring Drago. If Malleus couldn't take care of Roaring Drago, he would give you your shared child with 210% trust that you'd take care of Roaring Drago < 3 ; Lilia Vanrouge is the type of guy who'd, despite all the sneaky little pranks he plays, would definitely get sentimental at least once and write you a whole ass song... maybe he'd done it more times than he could admit. But don't worry, he'd play these songs for you anytime you so wish to hear them!! After all he's not one to be shy to show his love for you. ; Silver is the type of guy who'd text you to let you know when he's taking a nap and when he's awake, just so you know he's not dead somewhere. He's also the type of guy who'll somehow be the first to text you 'Goodnight, sweet dreams < 3' and 'Good morning'. ; Sebek Zigvolt is the type of guy who'd use his loud, booming voice when talking to (almost) everyone but you. He's not sure what it is about you but you bring out a much calmer side of him that allows him to turn down the volume of his voice.

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Hiii could I request Idia, Riddle and Floyd (and if that’s to much just Idia) with a fem!reader who is like deathly scared of thunder storms, and one night there’s a really bad one, please? Have a good day!

Omg please....I love Floyd so much. Also storms are set off my anxiety so bad this was very self-indulgent for me to write hehe. I hope this comes out as you like, you have a good day as well! Also baby eels are called elvers for Floyd’s section.

Idia Shroud

The plot twist with this one is he’d probably also be scared of thunder. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing! There can be a positive spin on ‘misery loves company’! His anxiety would probably be the cause for his distress for the loud noise the storms bring.

I think if you found solace in his room for a storm, you’d both just end up cuddled up on his bed under the covers. His normal nerves around you completely forgotten on his mission for company and comfort.

If you have a plushie or something you usually use to help comfort you the two of you would be sharing it. It’d be between you like a kid with their parents.

The two of you probably wouldn’t fall asleep easily since you’d both be so anxious but there’d definitely be a comforting silence between the loud booms. It’d be easier to fall asleep towards the end of the storm when there hasn’t been thunder for a while but you guys are still snuggled close together just in case. Waking up together would probably lead to Idia not being able to speak properly when seeing you for a few days.

Riddle Rosehearts

On a scale of 1-10 for comfort, I think riddle would be like 7. He’s definitely not deathly afraid like Idia but the really loud and bad thunder storms I think would just put him on edge a little bit. As a kid he might have been scared but if he needed to stay up to study and prepare for teachings with his mom he had to power through.

So though he doesn’t seek out comfort during the storms anymore they still have a slight effect on him. But not enough to not comfort you when you come to him during a storm. At first he’d probably just let you hide under the covers of his bed and he’d be off to the side reading or studying because he doesn’t have a lot of experience comforting people.

But after seeing that just hiding isn’t helping much he’d sit on the bed and hold your shaking hands under the covers. If it still wasn’t enough I think that’s when he’d cave in and cuddle you.

When you guys fall asleep towards the end of the storm he’s completely under the covers with you holding you close. Just don’t bring it up when you’re both awake.

Floyd Leech

Floyd is a 10, you don’t even have to ask him to cuddle. As soon as you make it to his room he’d picking you up and not letting you go. Despite his quick aid he would definitely tease you a bit, as he personally isn’t afraid of them.

As an elver Floyd would go near the surface during a lot of storms. He liked watching the ripples in the water, the lightshow from the lightning, and he loved the way thunder would make the water around him vibrate in a way.

Although he personally enjoyed them he could clearly tell you didn’t, and he never wanted to see his lil shrimpy upset! He’d cuddle you all night and talk your ear off about whatever topic came to his mind. He’d even tell you about stuff he and Jade did back home.

You’d probably fall asleep before him, which his fine by him because now he can cuddle you tighter without hearing complaints. When you guys wake up you’d have to bribe him hardcore to let you out of his grip, never do business with a greedy eel.

Can you tell I love Floyd? But I hope this was what you wanted, I enjoyed writing it so thank you for the request!

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hello !!! i love ur writing sm!! may i rq a jamil comfort drabble/fic where reader is insecure of the way they look and think he can do better?? tysm and have a good day ^_^

Oh shucks .//////. Also yes this is so cute please. I love a good malewife material character. I hope this came out to your liking, you have a good day too <3!!

Usually, the dorm kitchen was Jamil’s safe space. Kalim wasn’t allowed in it, none of the other dorm members ever used it. It was where he could think peacefully, even if he wasn’t cooking. But even his safe space couldn’t help lift his mood. A storm of sadness, jealousy, and anxiety brewed inside him, all because you’d been avoiding him for almost two weeks.

He wouldn’t label himself as clingy, but the avoidance had been obvious and every time you wouldn’t answer or would run away in the halls he felt a knife go deeper and deeper into his heart. What could he have possibly done to warrant this behaviour...?

Did you not like the last date? Was Crowley drowning you in work again? Were your friends causing trouble? Or... were you just tired of him?

He tried to keep his thoughts from wondering that way but, he couldn’t help it. He was a servant after all, he knew he’d be able to provide for you but maybe you wanted a life of more comfort? A life someone like Kalim... or even Leona could provide. 

With a deep sigh he stood up planning to find you the one place you couldn’t run.

A knock on your dorm door was exactly what’d you been fearing would happen when you started avoiding your boyfriend. Avoiding him out in the school grounds and not answering were easy, but he was only knocking to let you know you couldn’t run now and you knew it.

Wiping your tears you hurriedly put your journal away and tried to look as presentable as possible before he made his way to your room. But apparently weren’t fast enough.

You gasped as you watched your boyfriend open your door with a sad but determined face. A look that was immediately dropped when he saw the tears still coming out of your eyes. “My desert rose... what happened? Did someone hurt you?” As he spoke and came towards you all you could do was sniffle and cry more.

“J-Jamil... please lemme get cleaned up at least a little before you end it, I’m sorry...” At your statement Jamil looked shocked and confused before shaking his head and slowly taking you into his arms. “You idiot... I came here because I thought you wanted to end our relationship”

Burying your face in his chest you mumbled out, “I don’t know why you’re still putting up with me Jamil... You could find someone so much better...” Shaking his head, Jamil took your face into his hands. Wiping your tears he stared at you like you were the most precious gem in the world.

“My beautiful desert rose... You are the brightest star in my sky. I could never find someone as caring, and genuine as you. Whether your worries are for your looks or you as a person please... let me quell those lies in your head my love.”

Your tears just kept coming as you hid your face in his chest again. He combed his fingers through your hair as you slowly calmed yourself. Pulling away and looking at him with a small smile you spoke softly, “I love you too Jamil... I’d never want anyone other than you.”

Chuckling softly he kissed your cheek, “Now, no more running away... ok?” With a giggle you nodded as he led you to the common room. The rest of the night was spent cuddled in the security and safety you both offered each other, and eventually one of the best nights of sleep either of you had in a while.

AHHH-I’m sorry this took so long. I’ve been buried in school work and had my first programming assignment to do so I haven’t been on tumblr in a while. But I’m hoping to post more this week! Also I hope this came out to your liking, pat me on the back I almost got this out on Jamil’s birthday... BUT-Have a good day and good week everyone~!

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"The disinterested love interest"

"You've been hurt one too many times and now hold everyone at arms length. It gets lonely sometimes, but it's better this way. At least, that's what you tell yourself. Unfortunately, your parents think it's high time for you to be married. People see you as a puzzle to be solved, and you don't wanna be solved. You just wanna be understood. You don't wanna just be heard, you wanna be listened to. Now, your parents expected you to court this person they had chosen for you. But you didn't want someone chosen, you wanted to choose. Of course, they wouldn't have that, and you were introduced despite your objections. You hoped they wouldn't get attached, it would only lead to hurt."

Note: I just wanna choose my love help-

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so i made a quiz on what role you'd have in a period drama..

i worked somewhat hard on it so you should take it