#��—rayray’s everything nice

[ichigomis]

loses you in the mall and goes to the information desk to have your name announced and paged. once you do get there he breathes the biggest sigh of relief because he's "finally found you". the staff thought he was looking for his kid.

BOKUTO, terushima, hoshiumi, KAGEYAMA, tendō, OIKAWA, komori

[ishibishie]

i said i would maybe do this two weeks ago but i'm on a steven loving high and i saw a stupid post that was basically brainless bashing and hate in his tag so i'm here to fix this with steven love and ramble about the baby boy with a........

27 RANDOM STEVEN HEADCANONS POST!

uh cw for mentioning dead parents ig. there's a lot of dead parent stuff here sorry

- steven is asexual and aromantic. he discovered this a bit "late" when he was about 20 years old. despite his high profile in hoenn, he isn't very open about his sexuality and has only come out to a handful of close friends, the first being wallace. it was also wallace who gave him the black ring he wears.

- steven is half galarian on his mother's side. he would often visit the region with her before she died, and steven has very fond memories of watching gym matches: those battles are what inspired him to become a pokemon trainer along with his mother having been one herself in galar before she moved to hoenn. his favorite place in galar is wyndon city and he loves finding any excuse to hop aboard the trains scattered throughout the region to see all the unique scenery pass by and collect rare new stones for his collection.

- he adores space and astronomy! when he can't sleep he'll go outside and look at the stars until he eventually dozes off. this also led him to look into the mythology behind the constellations he sees, and he's had a few passionate conversations with cynthia about pokemon mythology.

- when nervous, steven tends to bite his nails. this has led to many scoldings and impromptu manicure sessions from wallace!

- his biggest fear is ghost type pokemon as he hates thinking about the concept of death. he also dislikes very strong thunderstorms, and being left alone for long amounts of time.

- as a result of his pampered childhood, steven is a bit of an attention seeker. he tends to get fussy and impatient when nobody acknowledges or listens to him. there was an isolated incident of steven throwing a pebble he had in his pocket at someone to make them pay attention when he was at his limit.

- likewise, he absolutely hates getting dirty when he's not caving. a single blemish of dirt on his nice clothes will drive him mad. he hates being disorganized and is a bit of a clean freak.

- he's a big contest fanboy! if a day off and a contest line up on the same day, expect to see steven somewhere in the audience cheering the coordinators on.

- steven and his father have a rocky relationship ever since his mother died. steven always wanted to become a pokemon trainer like his mother, but his father wanted him to take over the devon corporation one day. this unwanted pressure from his father ultimately led to steven running away from home to pursue his dreams when he was 14. now, they're still on speaking terms, but that's not to say steven looks forward to and enjoys their conversations. things only got worse when steven came out to his father and was brushed off as "going through a phase". despite everything, steven one day wishes to reconcile with his father and hopes that they can be as close as they were before his mother died.

- the one thing steven regrets most is never saying goodbye to his mother. the last thing he told her was "see you tomorrow!" before she died the very next day

- he met wallace during the time he ran away from home. the two met in lilycove city, where wallace was practicing for a contest and steven happened to be in the city. steven was intrigued by wallace's skills and ability to charm him with his pokemon. the first thing steven said to wallace was a compliment about his pokemon and the two decided to spend the day hanging out. they've been best friends ever since, and steven tends to see wallace as the big brother he never had and his main source of advice.

- he loves to write, whether it's journalling or taking notes about the rare stones he finds. however, he uses the same notebook for everything so his journal entries are often bordered by crammed-in notes about rocks. good luck reading anything, though: he has very small and cursive handwriting.

- steven is a disaster in the kitchen. the only thing he can make without any risk of burning his house down is a cup of tea.

- he's a big nature lover! in contrast to his sheltered life as the son of the ceo of a big business, he enjoys looking at flower gardens and finds any chance he can to lay down on a grassy hill and let the world move by without a care.

- he enjoys classical music and can play the flute!

- due to how he grew up without many real friends as a kid, steven tends to act a bit childish in personal social situations. he'll simply say whatever's on his mind without thinking twice and randomly cut in whenever someone else is speaking. not to mention he's terrible at holding eye contact. more "professional" conversations are where he shines as his parents taught him everything about etiquette.

- steven is polite to a fault: he usually has trouble telling people no and doesn't like to intrude on other people's conversations even if he was invited to such a conversation. it can make normal small talk awkward for both parties.

- his favorite place in hoenn is sootopolis city. he adores being surrounded by history while chatting with wallace at a local cafe, not to mention taking in the beautiful scenery at night.

- clear, sunny days are his favorites. when he travels to a colder region and gets caught in a sudden snowfall, he likes to watch it snow as it's an extreme rarity in hoenn.

- he loves to read and often wears a pair of reading glasses when he finds the time to open a book.

- steven carries a few special items with him wherever he goes: these include his key stone, the first gym badge he ever earned, an old pocket knife that belonged to his mother, and his mother's galar gym challenge league card.

- he's great at various card games. it's best to cut your losses if you make a bet with steven and he pulls out a deck of cards!

- it's easy to tell if steven is lying: he'll always rock back on his heels and bite his lower lip when doing so. using this knowledge is limited however, as steven doesn't tend to lie very often.

- his favorite food is galarian curry, especially the kind his mother used to make. he also enjoys sampling the cuisine from other regions, especially kalos. when it's time for dessert, he'll never pass up: he's got a bit of a sweet tooth!

- steven is a very laid-back person and hardly anything can really upset him. he tends to laugh off any embarrassing blunders he makes and will sometimes make small quips and jokes at his own expense. however, saying anything bad about the devon corporation will cause him to go on a profane offense, a bit ironic considering his odd and shaky relationship with the company.

- steven wears his jacket everywhere he goes. he's always complaining about being cold and it baffles everyone how he can keep wearing his blazer even in the dead heat of hoenn's summers. since he's always freezing, you can often find him at home wrapped in the fluffiest blanket he owns near the fire.

- even though he's champion of hoenn, steven still feels like he's working towards his initial dream of making his mother proud. he really only sees his championship title as one of many steps he still wants to take to live the life and dreams his mother hoped he would achieve!

(i copy pasted this from my phone notes so if the format is screwy, sorry!)

EDIT 8-30-21: yes i lowkey made this post to combat the people who are bashing on steven for getting a mega evolving rayquaza and posting this hate on his tag. it's fine to not like steven or how zinnia didn't get the mega rayray but for the love of god DON'T post hate in steven's tag! the people checking his tag are people who like him and we really don't appreciate you mindlessly calling our baby boy a racist bitch because you're salty. i'm sure you wouldn't like it if i went into zinnia's tag and posted "haha suck it side character" so. don't be a bitch. be considerate, okay?

[ruination-fangs]

Tales of Asteria, Chapter 4 Raven’s Scenario: Strands of the Truth Stages 1-3

I am still doing this. very very slowly

Stage 1: Dreams of Empty Space

Scene 1:

In a throne room, a nameless man pledges his sword to the king and the people. The man who appears to be the king recognizes him as a knight and protector of the throne.

Suddenly he finds himself on a battlefield, panting.

Nameless Man: Dammit... Why is this happening... And just when we were finally able to stand together...! We couldn't stop any of it..! Enemy soldiers: There's a survivor! Surround him and kill him! Nameless Man: ...Fine. I'll end it myself. This stupid war... all of it... in exchange for this life. *Shing* Nameless Man: ...Wait for me just a little longer. I'll be there soon. Haaaaaah....!

Raven: That was... ???: What's with you? What happened? You always look so sullen, Raven. Raven: You're...

Raven wakes up, and realizes it was a dream - an odd dream he keeps having lately. The person on the throne isn't Lazarus, but he doesn't know who it is. He's never seen a war like that, either, but it feels strangely real - especially the voice at the end. He can't recall where he's heard it before, or whether it was recently or a long time ago. Thinking about it makes him tired.

He notices that it's raining now. He has to go out to work on a case, but he doesn't want to end up with a cold. He wishes he could just quit, though he knows he can't.

There's a knock at the door. Assuming it’s a customer, he welcomes the guest in.

???: I'd say I'm sorry to intrude... but you sure don't look busy in here. Raven: My apologies, we... Oh, it's you. Claw: ...Yeah. Long time no see, Raven.

Scene 2:

Raven remarks that it's rare to see Claw there, to which Claw replies he has little reason to visit. Even so, he tells Raven not to look so sullen. It's the same words from Raven's dream, and Raven visibly reacts. When Claw notices, Raven says he's just disappointed because he thought he finally had a customer. Claw suggests he's more like a colleague, even though Raven describes himself as just as lousy old shopkeeper - ostensibly.

As expected, Claw came to ask about a fugitive. He wants to know if Raven has heard anything about a supposed accomplice of the person they're after. Raven guesses he means the "cool beauty" who disrupted the recent festival, and wonders why Claw is asking, because he heard that the White Lions were already on the trail. Claw explains that they lost the criminal when she fell off a cliff in the Gahram Mountains, and somehow there was no trace of her to be found at the bottom. It's no longer a straightforward case, and they're seeking information about the accomplice because they need a new clue.

Unfortunately, Raven has nothing to offer, though he's doing all he can to look into it. Claw gets snippy about how Raven isn't as good as he thought he was then, but Raven just remarks that it's rare to see him so tired. Claw points out that not only do they have someone on the run, the prime minister's sister was kidnapped, and apparently a new criminal showed up in the city yesterday. They can't search for all of them at the same time.

Raven wishes him good luck; that's the White Lions' jurisdiction, after all, not his. Exasperated, Claw requests that Raven let him know if he finds anything, and Raven agrees. He has a responsibility in this case too. Claw also offers a reward of a good meal for good info, which catches Raven's attention. He thanks Raven before he leaves.

Once he's gone, Raven thinks on the fact that he'd like to help the White Lions, but, things being what they are, it's out of the question right now. He apologizes to Claw and goes outside, where it's still raining. He'd rather stay inside, but he has to hurry and find the "target" before the White Lions' investigation drives them into hiding.

Stage 2: Frightened Girl in a Rainy City

Scene 1:

A young girl runs down a city street in the pouring rain. Her doll-like companion is worried she'll catch a cold, and when she pauses, a woman approaches, concerned. The woman insists the girl come to her house and dry off, but before they get there, they're stopped by a knight asking what's going on. Seeing that the knight is with the White Lions, the doll tells the girl to run. She apologizes and takes off.

Elsewhere, an information broker tells Raven about a girl wandering around in the rain, sticking to the back alleys. When a knight tried to speak to her, she got scared and ran away. Raven thanks the informant and leaves.

This is the only useful information he's gotten from asking around. Still, having met Velvet, he's pretty sure she wouldn't have left the chancellor's sister in the city. He doesn't know what Lady Lazarus is up to, but he's good at simply following along with whatever happens.

With no time to waste and no other leads, he decides to investigate the back alleys the informant mentioned.

When he gets there, he sees White Lions here and there, probably keeping an eye out for the escaped criminal. Suddenly the little girl appears, and Raven realizes she's the one the informant was talking about.

Scene 2:

Raven wants to talk to the girl, but she won't let him close to her. When Raven reassures her that she doesn't have to be scared - he's surprisingly gentlemanly for an old man - the floating doll tells him not to touch her. Raven is surprised, but he's not intending to follow them or anything. He just wants to talk. Still, the doll insists he stay away.

Suddenly the girl starts gasping for breath and staggering around. She says she's okay, but she immediately collapses and cries for help. Exasperated, Raven decides it'll cause problems if she dies, and picks her up. The doll stays quiet. Raven mutters that there certainly does seem to be something going on here, and it's turned into quite a mess.

Stage 3: The Pair at the Anything Agency

Scene 1:

Raven watches the girl sleep on the couch in his quarters. She's really out of it, but she doesn't seem to be hurt, just completely exhausted. Suddenly she starts groaning in her sleep as if she's having a bad dream.

???: Lady Lazarus... why... I didn't see... anything...

Her sleeptalking alarms Raven, but at that moment a voice screams "divine punishment!!" and a young woman bursts in.

???: Rayray! I thought you were better than this! Raven: Ow ow ow... What are you doing back so suddenly, little Norma? What did I do? Norma: What did you do!? How could you bring such an innocent girl back here!?

Raven insists she's misunderstood and he's just trying to help the girl. Norma is upset, both about their lack of work recently, and how Raven is always so cryptic. She believed better of him, and demands an explanation.

When Raven can finally get a word in, he tells her that he found the girl in the alleys. She seemed to be lost, and it was a sad sight, watching her running around in the pouring rain. So the gentlemanly old man who just so happened to be there brought her to shelter. Norma is skeptical, both of his story and his assertion that he would never lie to her.

While they're arguing, Teepo wakes up, and Norma freaks out about the talking doll. Raven says he was surprised too at first, though he tabled the issue because he had bigger problems to deal with. Elize is awake too now, and is alarmed when Norma and Raven notice her.

Scene 2:

Elize is silent. Raven is glad she's awake, but he would prefer she speak up. Norma tells him to be quiet and let her handle things.

Norma: Hello! I'm Norma Beatty. This guy with the messy hair is Raven. This is our agency, The Office of Beatty and Beatty. Raven: "The Office of Beatty and Beatty"? I don't remember agreeing to that. Seriously, Beatty and Beatty? Those are both your- Norma: So, what happened to you? Would you mind telling me? Raven: Wh- Don't ignore me!

The girl haltingly tells them that she’s a student, but she was running away because she got caught up in something scary. Raven mentions that while she was sleeping, she was very restless and muttered something about Lady Lazarus. He'd be willing to chalk it up to delirium, but she seemed terrified.

Elize doesn't respond. Norma chides Raven because whatever happened might be hard for her to talk about, and Raven shuts up again.

When Norma asks again, the girl says that since she couldn't go home, she stayed in the city. She remembers feeling overwhelmed, but nothing after that is clear. Raven informs her that she collapsed right in front of him. He uses her noncommittal affirmative as proof that what he told Norma was true, though Norma remains unconvinced. In any case, she doesn't think the girl is lying.

She then asks for the girl's name. She introduces herself as Elize Lutus, and her friend is Teepo. Norma immediately calls them Lil E and Teepon, and Raven explains that she gives nicknames to everyone she meets.

Raven asks Elize what she wants to do now, but Norma stops him and scolds him for letting Elize stay in her soaking wet clothes for so long. Even though he couldn’t change them himself, he could have called her for help. She decides they need to get Elize's clothes fixed up first, and they can talk after.

She shoos Raven out, and then suggests that he might as well go get them something to eat. Elize must be starving, and also, she is too. Raven suspects that's her real motivation, but he grudgingly goes. Watching them, Elize and Teepo comment that they seem like nice people.

Some time later, Norma gives Elize her dried out clothes back and asks how she's feeling. Elize says she’s much better, and she's sorry for making them feed her and everything. Norma doesn't want her to worry about it; of course she would help someone in need. (Even though Raven was the one who bought the food, he mutters.)

Norma then asks what she's going to do now. Elize wants to go back to her hometown, the city of Almeria. But that's pretty far away, and Raven has heard that recently monsters have been appearing on the roads between towns, so it’s too dangerous for Elize, even with Teepo. 

Nevertheless, Elize doesn't want to stay in the city. Raven then slyly suggests that it would be another story if she had an escort, and Norma praises him for having a good idea for once. This is exactly the kind of thing their business is for, after all.

They explain to a confused Elize that they'll go with her. They can't just kick her out and leave her by herself. When Elize confesses that she has no money to pay them, Norma just says they couldn't possibly take anything from her. (They can always bill the household instead! Raven tells her not to act like it's free, then.)

Norma wants to leave right away, until Teepo complains that she's being kind of pushy. She amends that they'll leave once Elize is ready. Elize says she's fine; she wants to hurry, if they can. With everything decided, they head out.

Raven lingers behind, wondering what they'll find.

[madamslayyy]

Log Cabin And A Brewing Fire VIII

Pairing: Nebraska Williams (Trevante Rhodes) x Reader

Warnings: This is a SLOW BURN FIC. I’m going at what I believe is a realistic place via my perception. I know y’all want some steam but this is SLOW BURN. Please checkout my Masterlist for other works if you’re looking for a little raunchiness.

A/N: To everyone I trolled yesterday, April Fools! (Except it’s not April) I’m definitely finishing this series, just had to make y’all sweat a little bit 😂😘 If you haven’t caught up on the previous chapters, check them out here via MY MASTERLIST.

Also I usually put this at the bottom of the Chapter but I don’t think people actually read that so I’m putting it here, if you want to be tagged, THIS POST will tell you how. Please don’t come to my inbox asking or leaving it on the chapters because I always forget to check and I feel so guilty leaving people out when they ask or accidentally ignoring them.

Anyway I’ve rambled long enough, love y’all and hope y’all enjoy this.

~*~

“Training Day again, Mr. Williams?” Nebraska’s students whined.

“It’s either that or run laps.” He grinned.

“It’s too cold to run laps. And it’s snowing outside. Aren’t there like... child labor laws or something?” One of his students asked.

“Could always make you guys run laps inside until 12:00. You all prefer that?” Nebraska grinned at the chorus of “No’s” coming from his class.

“Alright, Training Day it is,” Nebraska put on the film and retreated to his office. Today was the last day of school before Thanksgivings break. It was the Tuesday before the holiday and the students were only required to attend a “Half” day before being dismissed at noon.

You actually had the entire week off for the holiday and were planning on going to see your Aunt and Uncle this week. Nebraska has insisted you go on alone and enjoy your time with your family but you had refused.

“I’ll only go if you’re going. No one should be alone during the holidays.”

In these last couple of weeks Nebraska thought he’d been doing a pretty good job distancing himself from you. The two of you no longer slept in the same bed together, he was careful not to get too close to you when the two of you had to be around each other and even then he kept that to a minimal. The two of you rarely ever saw eachother and he was trying to keep it that way.

You, on the other hand, had a different idea. It seemed like the more he retreated, the more you would seek him out. You were determined not to let things get weird between the two of you. Nebraska wasn’t sure if it was out of pity that you were still being so nice to him after his screw up but he knew it only served to further his guilt.

Nebraska used the hour or so he had left to grade papers and before he knew it, the bell rang at noon and his students began filing out the classroom. He walked out his office to stop the movie and put up the equipment. That was one thing he actually did love about teaching the JROTC students, they were typically pretty well behaved. Nebraska was also sure it was because the other coach, Colonel McNeal, even in his old age, had put the fear of god in these kids.

Nebraska was almost through with his stack of papers he’d been grading and decided to finish it out before leaving so that was one less thing to grade during the break.

“Knock Knock,” Tonya peeped her head in through the door before coming in fully and taking a seat.

“Ah I thought you’d be halfway to St. Mary’s by now,” Nebraska chuckled. St. Mary’s was the elementary school her sons attended.

“Well the boys’ father have them today and tomorrow but Mama gets Thanksgiving,” she grinned, showing all thirty two of her nearly perfect teeth.

“Always good to get a little peace and quiet before the holidays,” Nebraska nodded.

“Amen to that. Which actually brings me to my next point. I know you’re new in town and single and I would hate for a nice guy such as yourself to be alone for Thanksgiving. What do you say to coming to my house for Thanksgiving? You could even stop by the night before, help me do a little Pre-dinner Turkey stuffing,” Tonya offered cheekily and Nebraska knew exactly where she was going with this. Again.

“Thanks for the... um... generous offer T, but I won’t be alone for the holidays, I have Y/N,” Nebraska said trying to let her down as gently as possible.

“Y/N? I didn’t know you two were so.... close,” Tonya said, her smile faltering.

“Yeah we’re driving down to see her Uncle. He was... actually still is... my Lieutenant. Anyway we’re just gonna stay with them for the holiday,” Nebraska smiled but the atmosphere was awkward. It was awkward every time he had to reject her but she was persistent to say the least.

“I see. Well I’ll get out of your hair. Gotta get going to the store before all of the good Turkeys are gone,” she laughed dryly before exiting his office.

“Enjoy your break, T,” he called as she made her hasty getaway.

~*~

Nebraska awoke with a start. He glanced over from his position in the passengers seat to see you, your eyes in deep concentration of the road ahead. He yawned and your face relaxed a bit from its focused contortion as you were made aware of his wakefulness.

“Morning sleeping beauty,” you chuckled. Nebraska glanced at the clock in the car and it read 12:34.

“That late huh?” He said sitting up.

“Yeah but the plus side is we’ll be there in half an hour.”

“I was out for that long? Sheesh,” Nebraska scoffed.

“Well you had been at work all day. I was snoozing the whole time.” You said in that melodic voice of yours. How were you this chipper even in the dead of night?

~*~

The two of you continued on the road until finally making it to your Uncle and Aunt’s home. It was well after 1 a.m. so you and Nebraska did your best to sneak in quietly. You were grateful they still kept a spare key in a potted plant just in case someone ever got locked out.

You and Nebraska creeped upstairs and made it to your room, it seemed, without being detected.

“Sheesh, I’m exhausted,” you said stretching out on your bed. Nebraska came in afterwards, carrying your luggage and his because he was still ever the gentleman.

“There’s a-“ Nebraska’s sentence was cut off by your bedroom door swinging open to reveal your Uncle carrying a steel baseball bat, eyes alert.

“Uncle RayRay!!!” You squealed jumping up to hug the man.

“Do you all have any idea what time it is? We weren’t expecting you to get here until Wednesday,” he croaked. He had clearly just woken up.

“It is Wednesday. And we wanted to get ahead of the traffic,” you pointed out.

“Well you nearly gave Mabel a heart attack. Williams, good to see you, boy. Let me show you to your room,” He said indicating for Nebraska to follow him.

“You as well, sir” Nebraska said, following your Uncle, his luggage in hand.

You had never really thought about it but you’d always just assumed Nebraska would stay in the same room as you, just like at home. Then it dawned on you, your Uncle had no idea how bad Nebraska’s sleeping patterns were. You thought maybe you should mention it but there was no way he’d willingly allow you and Nebraska in the same bed without a marriage certificate between you two. He was old fashioned that way.

So you reluctantly just resigned to your bed alone, the exhaustion from driving sending you immediately into slumber before you even had a chance to unpack.

~*~

The next morning you came downstairs to none other than your Aunt’s amazing home cooked breakfast. She was hovering over the stove still making Breakfast while Nebraska and your Uncle were seated at the table, already eating.

“So nobody was gonna wake me up?” You yawned, taking your seat next to Nebraska.

“Figured you’d be out til dinner the way you sleep,” your Aunt said putting down your breakfast in front of you. French toast, sunny side up eggs and her special fried hash browns. Your mouth began to salivate just looking at it.

“Thank you MaeMae,” you said, digging in. Breakfast carried on peacibly but you kept glancing over at Nebraska. He seemed tired, and quiet. Well he was always quiet but a little more than usual. Maybe he was a little uncomfortable here. The last time he saw his General, he had put a bullet through his brain. He never told you the reason why because you two never talked about it but you’d bet Raynard knew. And that’s probably what made it so awkward.

“Alright now Y/N I got a list here for you of things I need done today. I need you to run by the store and pick up some...” Your Aunt Mabel began naming off the various ingredients she still needed for Thanksgiving tomorrow and the other chores she’d assigned you for today. Even though you were an adult, she still believed in putting you to work.

“There. That shouldn’t be too tough,” she said finishing the list of tasks and handing it to you, “Maybe you could take that quiet fella with you, he’s pretty big, he can help you carry some of that stuff.”

“Oh Nebraska probably doesn’t wanna be bothered running errands with me,” you said shrugging off the notion.

“Sure I do,” Nebraska was on the other side of the kitchen leaning against the counter. Both you and your Aunt jumped in surprise, neither of you having heard him even enter the room.

“Good lord boy, anybody ever told you about sneaking up on an old woman! About to give me a heart attack,” Mae said clutching her chest.

~*~

��Why do we need so many flowers, again?” Nebraska asked as he watched the florist load bundle after bundle of fresh cut flowers into your car.

“Mae takes any holiday when family comes over serious. One time she ordered over 20 preplanted trees for Arbor Day. Ended up giving them away as party favors as everyone left.” You said smiling at the memory.

“So it’ll be pretty packed tomorrow, huh?” Tre said watching the florist load the last bundle into the car.

“You have no idea.”

~*~

You couldn’t sleep. You’d tried everything from drinking tea to counting sheep but your body just couldn’t seem to fall into restful bliss without a certain burly figure wrapped around you.

You’d thought about going to see what he was doing, if he was still up but you refrained, not wanting to bother him.

He’d been... weird about things since the camping trip, even tried sleeping in his own bed again but you’d eventually broke him down by acting as if nothing had changed. That was a lie though, everything had changed. Where you merely acknowledged his attractiveness before, you now ached at the sight of him. The mere thought of his lips, so soft and inviting, was enough to send you into a frenzy. When his hand was on your stomach you could practically feel the strength beneath his fingers. You often thought of his strength and stamina. Fantasized about it actually. Fantasized about him getting rough with you, throwing you around before returning to his default sweet nature, making up for it in every possible way.

You were interrupted mid-daydream (or night dream since it was a little past 11p.m.) by a round of small knocks at the door followed by Nebraska peeking his head in.

“You still up?” He asked. You nodded and he came all the way in, closing the door behind him and leaning against it.

“Mind if I join you?” He asked and you felt that familiar shimmer in your stomach as your insides intertwined.

“Of course,” you said a bit breathlessly. He crawled in next you and it was actually a bit... awkward.

“I missed you,” you quipped, interrupting the silence. A goofy grin instantly broke out across Nebraska’s face, which he tried to hide via scratching the back of his head and looking away.

“I, uh, gotta admit I feel the same,” now it was your turn to be bashful.

“Why are we acting like we never see each? Like we didn’t just spend the last two whole days together?” You giggled and Nebraska smirked.

“I guess this is..... different, you know.... more... physical....” he was staring at your lips and you unconsciously bit your lip in response. That seemed to break his trance and he glanced up, a look of guilt marring his perfect features.

“I should probably-,” he said shifting away from you to stand up.

“Nebraska please, don’t...go,” your arm was now wrapped around his chest in an attempt to keep him from leaving. He was so warm, the curls of his chest hair tickling your fingers. His muscles were tense, you could feel them flex beneath you.

“I need you...” you whispered and that’s when the dam broke between the two of you. Nebraska pivoted in your arms, crashing his lips to your own. This wasn’t the same kind of kiss as in the woods. This was something completely different; something hungry and desperate. You could feel him still holding back so you decided to go all in, returning the smooch tenfold, both hands leaving their position at his torso to cup his face.

“Y/N...” he moaned, you felt like you might pass out. His hands latched themselves to your hips, pulling you into his lap. Your hands shifted from his jaw to his shoulders in order to steady yourself, pulling him even closer, meeting his eagerness with your own.

“Take thi- shit,” he moaned as you perched your full weight onto his lap, his already awakened member there to greet you.

“Too much? Am I too heavy?” You asked, beginning to rise from his lap only to have him pull you back down.

“No, you’re perfect babygirl. More than perfect,” he began kissing down your neck, his teeth grazing against the base of your neck hard enough to bruise.

You were melting beneath his touch. He was so quiet and reserved in his daily life so to be succumbed to his passion in such a raw and unfiltered way made your head swim. You never thought a man of his beauty, candor, and strength would look twice at someone like you yet here he was, your touch alone powerful enough to leave him a moaning, whimpering figure of lust beneath you. It gave you a surge of confidence you’d never quite experienced in the bedroom before.

“Take this off,” Nebraska said tugging at your night shirt. That’s when you remembered you weren’t wearing a bra. Meaning you’d be completely exposed to him, pooch, rolls and all.

“Hey, it’s just us here, okay?” He said pecking your lips when he sensed your hesitation.

“O-okay. Can you get the light?” You nodded towards the lamp on you side desk next to your bed.

“As long as I’ve been dreaming about this moment? No way, I gotta see you,” Nebraska said biting his lips, his eyes gazing over you with pure karnal lust. Your stomach fluttered.

You took your shirt off and he was immediately in awe. He gently took one soft mound in his hand, plopping your already hardened nipple into his mouth. Your nails dug into his shoulders as his tongue swirled around the sensitive flesh. Nebraska smirked at your obvious arousal, the vision of his pristine white teeth against your brown areola was almost a work of art.

When he began to go for the other nipple you pushed him back gently, crawling off his lap but he swiftly pulled you back on.

“Where are you going?

“Shhh... just relax,” you said and he finally let you go, allowing you to maneuver yourself between his legs, pulling his boxers down. His swollen member sprang free of the fabric and for a second you thought you might be hallucinating. He was certainly bigger than any man you’d ever been with, and his girth definitely looked more delectable, the pigment from his shaft to his head all one even color that matched the ebony complexion of his skin.

“You were hiding... all this... this whole time?” Your eyes were fixated on his throbbing length.

“Didn’t think you would care either way,” Nebraska said in a breathy voice. You gazed into his brown eyes in utter disbelief before returning to the task at hand.

You kissed your way up his thighs slowly to tease him, dragging your nails lightly along the sensitive area. His dick jumped in excitement.

He was already leaking precum, the head glistening with his essence. You gripped his base and feathered kisses up his shaft, teasing his head with your tongue. The second you took his tip fully into your mouth, he shuddered, gripping the bedsheets for dear life.

“Relax, Braska, let me take care of you,” you said in what you hoped was a ‘sultry’ voice. It had been a while since you’d gave a man head and you were racking your brain, trying to make sure there wasn’t anything you forgot with the inexperience of time.

You slurped him from base to tip, taking your time to get it extremely wet so your hand could pump him easily. You made sure to spit on it just for extra measure and you swore you saw Nebraska’s eyes roll into the back of his head.

You took him into your mouth and immediately hollowed your cheeks, sucking his over sensitive tip while pumping his base. You alternated between this motions and deep throating him as far as you could take him, making quite the show of gagging on his incredible length. You traveled down further, making sure to not to forget his scrotum, sucking one half and then the other while your hands handled the main attraction.

Where Nebraska was tembling before, he was a blubbering mess now, moaning your name along with a string of curse words as he chased his own pleasure. He took one hand and brought it to the back of your head, guiding you back to his swollen tip. You knew he couldn’t keep his orgasm at bay for much longer so you switched into full concentration mode, paying close attention to what would get him over that edge. His hand on the back of your head was gripping you so tight, you thought he might snatch your headscarf off.

“Shit, Y/N, don’t stop. Please, baby, right there, right there,” he begged and you made sure to adhere to him. Right as he was about to explode in your mouth, he grabbed himself and took it out, opting instead to nut on your face. You graciously accepted his release , the warm essence coating your face. You couldn’t help but giggle as he smeared some of it across your lips with his head, tapping the semi-firm member against them.

“Where’d you learn how to do that?” Nebraska asked out of breath. You shrugged as you got up to go wash your face.

You’d were in the middle of wiping off his ‘gift’ when he followed right after you, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

“Nebraska, I gotta wash my face and brush my teeth,” you cooed, grabbing a clean face towel and your night routine face wash. Nebraska turned your head to the side, capturing your lips in one of the slowest, sloppiest kisses you’d ever experienced, emphasizing his tongues presence in your mouth as a ‘Thank You’. When Nebraska finally let your lips go he continued clinging to you, only unwrapping himself once so that he could clean off his own member.

Once the two of you were clean, you took to bed. Nebraska, in a position much similar to earlier, engulfed you in himself, peppering you with kisses until he fell asleep. You fell asleep soon after, still not a hundred percent sure if what had just transpired was real or a dream.

~*~

You woke up noticeably cold. And alone. You glanced over to the other side of the bed to find it empty. That wouldn’t be that unusual any other morning but then the events of last night came flooding back to you. You couldn’t believe how brazen you’d been with him last night and the embarrassment immediately came crushing in.

Also why wasn’t he here? There wasn’t a single sign he’d ever been here. Even back home it was unusual for Nebraska to just silently wake up and creep out like a thief in the night. He probably came to his senses about you last night, which is why he’d ran for the hills.

What more could he possibly want anyway? You’ve already sucked him off. He doesn’t need to entertain you anymore. He got what he came for.

You tried to shake the negative thoughts from your head as you hopped in the shower but they were incessant.

What if he was in a relationship with Tonya. You were so desperate for him last night, you hadn’t even thought to ask. What if you made him a cheater because you couldn’t control yourself around him and just had to jump at the chance to show him you could be a slut. What would he want with one of those anyway when he has a woman like Tonya waiting for him back home.

As you walked down stairs you saw Nebraska moving tables with your Aunt supervising. You couldn’t bare to make eye contact with either of them. It didn’t matter because Mabel heard you anyway

“Y/N! About time you woke up girl, I need you to run down to Annie Sinclair’s- you remember Miss Sinclair don’t you? I need you to runs down to her place and pick up the four Pecan Pies she was supposed to have delivered yesterday,” Mabel said scribbling down the address. You nodded and grabbed your keys, leaving without a word. You didn’t notice Nebraska’s intense eyes longingly look after you as you left.

~*~

By the time you returned back home with your Aunt’s pies, there were cars filling up the driveway and parked on the street out front.

You carried them in but the kitchen was full of different dishes, along with her cooking and you had no where to put them. You sat them down on the dining table and hoped that would suffice for now.

You wandered around looking for her, speaking to various extended family members. Almost everyone here was from her side of the family but they didn’t treat you any different.

“So how’s that museum going baby? What is it you do there again?” You great Aunt Lettie asked.

“Well actually I-“

“Y/N! Girl I been looking for you everywhere! Come on in here and help ya Auntie in the kitchen,” Mabel said thundering down the stairs. You said your condolences to Lettie then followed your Aunt into the kitchen.

You looked around as she began stirring something in a pot, “So what exactly was it that you needed help with?”

“Oh child, nothing. I just know how Lettie gets and she’ll talk your head off all day if you let her,” she chuckled, throwing on her Apron. You sighed in relief, sinking down in a chair for the first time in what felt like hours.

“Tired?” Mabel quipped.

“You have no idea,” you rubbed the side of your temples trying to alleviate a potential headache in its tracks.

“Maybe you wouldn’t be if you actually slept at night,” you felt your heart drop as your eyes flew open.

“Save it. I went to fetch that boy this morning so he could move some furniture around for me. Imagine my surprise to see not only his room empty but that he’d some how stumbled into yours. Better be glad it was me who drug him out of there and not your uncle.” She turned her attention away from stirring the pot to... well... stir the pot.

“There’s nothing going on between us... we just sleep next to each other. But we’re not... like that,” you averted your eyes. Wait, did she say she drug him out of your room this morning?

“Sell that tale to some other simpleton, I’ve seen the way you been eyeing that man. And more importantly, how he looks at you. That’s love, honey, clear as day,” Was it that obvious that your heart ached for him every time you were in a five feet radius of the man?

“I... I.... I didn’t mean for this to happen...”

“For what to happen? To fall for him harder than a piano with a paper parachute?” She didn’t need an answer, your face said it all. “Look, I don’t know exactly what you two got going on rattling around in those big, pretty heads of yours but what I do know is if there were ever two people who needed a little love, deserved a little love in their life, I’m looking at them.”

You felt like you could cry. You’d been so in denial about everything you felt for this man for so long that now faced with your own feelings, they almost threatened to overpower you.

“I- if he doesn’t feel the same, if this is one sided- I- I’ve never really felt this way about anyone before. If he rejects me, it’ll tear me apart. I can’t risk the heartache,”

“Child the world is full of heartache the same way it’s full of rejection. That’s just the nature of life. But one things for sure, nothing will ever come of the two of you skirting around each other like a pair of mice. You need to clear things up even if it doesn’t go according to your plan, which knowing you, you probably don’t even have one. Go talk to the man.” And that was that on her lecture. She turned around and resumed stirring whatever she was cooking on the stoveto, only glancing over her shoulder when she noticed you hadn’t moved.

“I meant now.”

~*~

“And that’s when I told him, ‘look, I don’t care if the god damn Marshal himself rides up on a golden chariot and declares the sanction with feathers flying straight out his ass, I’m not moving my platoon for nobody!’” The table Nebraska was currently sitting at burst into laughter and he cracked a smile to be polite but he didn’t have the slightest clue what the conversation was about. Didn’t really care to be honest. His mind was on one thing and one thing only, that thing of course being you.

It all still felt like a dream to him, he’d almost believe it was if he hadn’t woke up in your bed. Correction, somebody woke him up and it wasn’t you. One look at your Aunt’s face and he knew the jig was up.

“Come help me move some tables, big fella,” she said closing your door behind her. He pulled on his sweatpants which had still been discarded on the floor and followed behind her. He stopped quickly in his own room to grab a shirt. Thank god you’d had the mind to cover up after last night’s escapade. That would only make the situation look worse.

Nebraska was sure he was in for a lecture but the older woman continued on as if she’d seen nothing out of the ordinary, giving out various orders to get ready for the day. Preparation that was much needed by the way. In only a matter of hours the house was filled to the brim with more people than Nebraska could have possibly anticipated. But that was hardly a problem because that gave him ample opportunity to avoid you.

He didn’t know what was going through his mind last night but he had embarrassed himself beyond belief. Looking back, he wished he’d done so many things differently. He wished he had been man enough not to ejaculate so early. He wished he had took care of your pleasure first before obtaining his own. He wished he had thrown all the foreplay out the window and been inside you. When you came downstairs this morning and wouldn’t even look at him, he knew you regretted it. Of course you’d expected more out of him. He had expected more out of himself, but he promised himself if he ever got the opportunity for such intimacies with you again, he’d ravish you the way you deserved.

And oh did you deserve it and then some. The way your mouth had worked Nebraska last night, he could have died a happy man right then, right there. You sucked him off in a way he’d never been before, leaving him completely putty on your well-versed hands. You obviously must have had quite the experience in this area because you knew exactly what to do at every turn, getting him to his release faster than he could himself. Just the thought alone made him crave you, want to seek you out. It had been easier for him to deny his sexual urges for you when he had no point of reference but last night had only served to intensify his need to bed you. A need he’d probably never satisfy after his embrassing performance last night.

Nebraska realized he was completely lost to the conversation with the oldhead army men around him, friends of the Lieutenant no doubt, so he respectfully excused himself then went to head upstairs. He needed a moment to himself to collect his thoughts and stop obsessing over you. But it looked as if luck wasn’t on his side today.

As he began his ascension up the stairs you were coming down and suddenly, your eyes locked. You looked just as beautiful as ever, your mauve skirt and Jean button down accentuating your tempting chubby figure. His mind immediately went to the feel of your curves molding against his own physique, the memory of your delicious weight on his lap igniting a fire in him. He really needed to calm down.

“Hey...” you said in a voice he almost couldn’t hear.

“Hey,”

“Can, um, can we talk?” You asked tugging at the bottom of your skirt.

“Course,” Shit, Nebraska knew where this was going.

“Okay, um..... in here,” she tugged his arm and pulled him into the nearest bathroom, locking the door behind her.

“We need to talk about last night,” Nebraska’s blood went cold.

“I’m listening...”

“I didn’t mean to- That wasn’t my intention to- if you- I wasn’t trying to-“

“Save it, Y/N. Just forget it ever happened.” Nebraska couldn’t listen to this. He couldn’t hear how much you regret being with him. What easily was a night of utter perfection for him was nothing more than an impulsive mistake for you and that realization hurt too much to hear verbalized.

“Nebraska please just... let me talk. Even if you don’t care about what I have to say, at least let me say it. Please...,” your voice cracked and he could hear the tears you were fighting back in your voice. He thought about storming out to save himself from having to watch this breakdown but he knew him leaving would only cause you to burst into tears and he just couldn’t do that to you. So Nebraska resigned to leaning against the wall, arms folded across his chest, indicating to you that you had his full attention.

“Ok look. I- I don’t know the full nature of you and Tonya’s relationship but I’m not an idiot. I knew something was going on with you two but I still went after you anyway and I just want to apologize profusely for impeding on your relationship with her,” you took a breath, “but I feel I owe it to you, and to myself, to be honest about my... feelings the last few months. I- I’m not the most experienced with men. I often read into things way too much. I’m anxious to a fault. But either way, I somehow deluded myself into seeing your kindness and gentleman-like ways for something they weren’t. I- I began developing feeling for you when I shouldn’t have. And for that I apologize.... again.” You took another breath, swallowing this time.

“You’re a great guy. One of the best men I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. Last night... I don’t know what came over me. I’m usually not so aggressive, especially sexually, and I’m sorry for coming at you like some sort of deranged animal in heat. It wasn’t right and I promise you it’ll never happen again. I know all hope for the two of us being as close as we were is out the window. And I don’t blame you for that, by the way. It’s my fault and I take full responsibility. I just hope, that maybe, in time you’ll be able to forgive me and I can move on from feeling like this. I promise you I’ll get over it, I just need a little time but until then I was hoping we could at least remain friends. I know that’s a lot to ask but I don’t really think I could handle if things continued like this with you ignoring me completely. I know I’m probably being overly sensitive right now but it just... hurts....” you trailed off. Nebraska hadn’t said a word, his body frozen in that spot while his mind raced to process everything you’d just told him.

“Are you finished?” His voice was low, rugged.

“.... yeah, I guess I am,” he could hear the disappointment.

Nebraska walked up to you, cupping your jaw with hand as he captured your lips in his own. You eyes bulged out of your head in shock and for a second he though you were going to push him away.

“N-n-Nebraska I-“

“Shhhh. You got your chance to speak, now it’s my turn,” he returned to your lips, deepening the kiss. You moaned into his mouth as he lifted you onto the bathroom counter. His hands traveled under your skirt, gripping your thighs, undoubtedly his new favorite part of you. You let out a squeak of surprise when he suddenly pulled you flush against him.

“I’ve been agonizing over you since I met you. You think any man could be in proximity to all of this-“ he smacked your ass “and not want to break you in half? If you’re delusional then I’m in this fantasy right with you because I’ve been enamored with you for months. But you just seemed so disinterested I.... I couldn’t... I didn’t know...”

“Hey, it’s alright.” You cooed, cupping his face. He rest his forehead against your own, grateful for the intimacy.

“I just need you to know this isn’t one sided. You have nothing to apologize to me for, not now, not ever.” Nebraska wished he could say more. Wished he could articulate more coherently exactly how deep his feelings went for you. Wished he could express how you made him feel like he wasn’t such a monster, like he was worthy of his own personhood, even if he doubted it himself most times.

Nebraska opened his eyes to see you staring at his lips, the wanton look in your eyes making his cock throb. Yes he wanted to proclaim his undying love and affection for you but he also wanted to fuck you so good your pussy would need crutches the next day.

“C’mere,” he growled lowly and you almost bounced off the counter wrapping your arms around his neck to kiss him. He could appreciate his position of standing between your thighs however he knew realistically he couldn’t fuck you right here in the bathroom. Not with the house damn near filled to capacity. No, he’d have to show a little more restraint for your sake and his own.

“And, Y/N, about last night...,” Nebraska said breaking the kiss. You hummed in reply as you began trailing kisses down his neck.

“How did you expect to give head like that and not have a man fall in love with you?”

~*~

A/N: What y’all think? Told y’all I was gonna give y’all some action if you stuck with me 😘😘 I hope y’all liked this chapter because I actually worked harder on this one than any other chapter so far. As always please let me know what y’all think, it really helps me get ideas for the next chapter. 💕💕🥰

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Bubble Shit (The Borderlands Series, Part 9.)

Series description: Not many people had the chance to see a vault or to mean anything in the world of Pandora. Will a hardly built relationship in the loneliness of the desert would have the potential to change anything in the world of anarchy and chaos - or will the friends try to murder each other?

Part Summary: Along with landing on Eden-6, you actually had to go through the plan to know how many people you recruted and how much of a chance you might stand.

Warnings: A lot of guns, violence, reader is a tough badass - not a vault hunter tho. They’re badass and don’t give a fuck. And Scooter is a dumb bitch, as always.

Word count: 2 K

Tagging: @notaliteraltoad​ @mayacaroni​ (maybe you’ll like the series and you’ll stick around, I just thought you might wanna get notified!)

Series master list:  H E R E

In every meaning of the phrase, it was sir Hammerlock to the rescue. It also turned out that sir Hammerlock was the one who Scooter had contacted and the one who was willing to go with you on the suicidal mission along with his lifetime partner, Wainwright Jakobs - who turned out to run the whole Jakobs company alter. Which was exciting you - you were just too furious to show any emotion.

"Thank for savin' our asses back there. I couldn't exactly handle the landin'." - Janey smiled at the duo driving the car while the rest of you sat in the trunk pressed on each other. It was rather uncomfortable for everyone, but everyone shut up so you wouldn't start another conflict.

"No problem, miss Springs. Wainwright and I knew about your planned arrival and as soon as you weren't on the spot on time, we knew something went wrong. Excuse us for arriving as late as we did, it wasn't the simplest task to find you in here." - Sir Hammerlock answered nonchalantly and you looked at that dude with a furrow. It wasn't that you hated him, but you were too angry to even say thank you. Scooter was pressed up to your side and you tried to scoop away to Rayray's side without a stroke of luck. That gross son of a bitch was just pressed to you and you could say that it makes him extremely happy.

"No problem, Hammylock! How had ya been? Ages since I saw ya for the last time!" - Scooter yelled directly to your ear and you were just ready to strangle him to death when the nearest chance comes by. That guy was just a pain in your ass.

"It was rather difficult, Scooter if I might say. I had a hard time accommodating here on Eden-6, but the fauna gives me much more choices than the Pandora's did!" - Hammerlock's big, rosy lips curled into a happy smile and you almost melted under the look he gave to Wainwright. These men were in love, there was no doubt about it. And you were with love at their idea of love.

"I have a new girlfriend, see?!" - Scooter yelled all over the car and suddenly, you two were the main interest of everyone. You were his what? He said what? Your patience was wearing thin and Scooter seemed to just make himself sure he'll piss you off as soon as he can. - "Ya have a similar arm, that's super cool!" - Athena was just as confused as you were along with everyone else in the car. Exactly since when you became his girlfriend? Did you miss that? Was he assuming this based on the fact you two held hands for about ten minutes? Was Scooter actually five? You moaned in distress and bit your lip.

"I see. Nice to meet you, miss! My friend's friends are my friends!" - Hammerlock turned at you with a smile and offered you a handshake. He had the metallic hand on the same side as you did - on his left. - "By any chance, are you two distantly related?" - Hammerlock asked with a furrowed face and you almost choked at the question once again.

"I haven't met this dude until two weeks ago. We're not even friends." - You yelled back at Hammerlock and he raised his eyebrows in wonder.

"I see, miss!" - He answered after a short while. - " You're stepping up your game, Scooter." - Hammerlock told the man beside you with a wink, whatever that meant. The rest of your way was almost awkwardly quiet since anyone knew why the hell Scooter would say that you two are in fact in a relationship. That dude seemed to be an actual five-year-old not having only severe brain damage, but showing a case of schizophrenia with seeing and feeling things that weren't based in reality at fucking all.

"This is some bubble shit." - You muttered out when you were getting off of Wainwright's car and almost hissed at when Scooter offered you his palm. No. Last time you held his hand, because you were scared to death, he figured out that you're dating.

But the amazement over Wainwright Jakobs' mansion was something that made you forget about everything as you tried to look at the house. Is was huge. Like fucking huge. You heard stories about this house being the foundation for every Jakobs rifle, revolver, shotgun, and stuff like that ever made. You loved to use the guns since you found yourself on Pandora’s surface, so this was like a beautiful dream.

"Are you shitting me?" - You looked at Athena and she gave an unknowing look back. - "This is the goddamn Jakobs mansion. Every Pandorian cowboy’s dream." - You whispered.

"That's true, miss. It's always nice to meet someone whos interest in my family's business... In a good way. And may I say, I haven't seen this shotgun for a long time." - Wainwright took the shotgun from your back and he skillfully flipped it between his fingers. - "I think that we don't make these for more than fifteen years. A true ancient one." - He put it back on your back.

"You-you’re... That Jakobs? Like that gunman Jakobs?" - You stuttered out, following him inside as Hammerlock offered everyone food and something to drink before a long meeting you were scheduled to have.  

"As far as I am concerned, I think I am. I can show you some of my wares and maybe give you a good-luck gun, how does that sound?" - Wainwright smiled at both you and Athena entering the meeting hall by his side. You almost suffocated. That Jakobs was willing to give you one of his guns as a gift? This adventure was slowly looking better and better.

"You won't be going with us?" - Athena asked when she saw you being on the verge of screaming, laughing, crying, smiling, and freaking out.

"No, unfortunately, I have a family business I have to keep my eyes on, but Hammy will be accompanying your little party. He already contacted a lot of people, so you don't have to be alarmed, ladies." - The man smiled, yet you barely got a word from what he said. You were still drooling and having heart-eyes because of the offer you got. A Jakobs’ gun will be given to you as a good-luck gift. Oh, dear Buttstalion, this was your best day.

It was kinda funny seeing Rayray and Blindy not being accustomed to such a luxury - any member of your party was, but in fact, you at least were living like normal people. These bandits were living in Ham’s Creek, one of the creepiest looking assholes you've ever had seen. Hammerlock offered you plates of fresh vegetables and fruits, which almost made you cry since it felt like centuries since you saw normal food for the last time. All you were eating on Pandora was Skag bacon and home-made bread, sometimes you didn't eat at all and drank vodka only. And they even had some normal water and juice. That house was heaven and you didn't want to leave. Ever.

"Now that we’re in safety and everyone's here, we might go through the plan Scooter and I had put together, shall we?"  - Sir Hammerlock smiled at everyone and adjusted the monocle with the broken glass he wore.

"We know that the distress call - if you wanna call it like that, came from Athenas. For those who might not know, this place was and is inhabited by sirens. So we knew that Maya is there possibly, which is why I didn't contact her for our cause - I'm sure she already knows what's heading their way." - He told you and suddenly, pictures of Athenas’ landscape appeared everywhere around you. It was a beautiful place - which you hummed to Athena while stuffing your face with slices of carrot.

"I tried my best with calling Brick, just as you said, Scooter, but he is off to his own business, I guess. Unfortunately, he won't be able to reach us. However, mister Mordecai had answered my call and he has only one condition - nothing shall happen to his new pet friend on our adventure." - Hammerlock smiled and when you saw pictures of these men, your breath got stuck for a moment. Youve only heard stories about Vault Hunters, since you were a child. But these men looked dangerous and unpleasant, especially Mordecai with his bottle of alcohol, just... Just like you were looking all the fucking time.

"I contacted miss Tina next, and I am courageous enough to say that she is more than thrilled to accompany us on our journey since she was screaming something including the world's bomb, mothersuckaz, and blowing up." - Another picture was showed to you and holy fucking christ, that girl looked insane. And that wasn’t meant to be a compliment. She looked nuts.

"Next on the list was mister Zer0, Marcus and Torgue, miss Gaige, mister Krieg, and mister Axton yet neither of them answered the call. And... The last one came to volunteer herself. This young lady’s name is Fiona and according to her words, she is a con-artist of sorts, as far as I was able to understand." - Hammerlock looked at Scooter. His eyes opened up and you didn't know what on Earth should be your response. You didn't know anyone from the names you've just heard.

"Naturally, I thought about the route we will have to take and to calm miss..." - He pointed your way since he hadn't even know your name. - "We won't be taking a flight by a rocket since our Fast Travel system is working just fine. We shall take a small detour to... Uh... Boom Town as it is called, to pick up Tina and mister Mordecai. Miss Fiona told me that she will meet us in Athenas. In my opinion, ten people, especially as dangerous as miss Tina, are enough to make a difference on the battlefield." - Hammerlock told each of you honestly. That sounded like a plan that someone thought about.

"And the attack, Hammerlock? How do we plan to do that?" - Athena next to you asked. Hammerlock nodded and pointed his finger at her, showing you other landscapes from Athenas.

"You had to notice that this terrain isn't exactly the most pleasant to have the surprise factor on our side. We talked with Scooter about this." - Hammerlock nodded and Scooter stood up.

"Janey and Pickle were using a thingy called Stingray on Elphis and I tell ya, man, that thingy is cool as hell. So, I thought about playin’ with the engine and gravity sensors a bit, makin’ it fly much higher than before! And we might need a machine to, ya know, even make us the damn car on that planet since I don't think it's connected to the network." - Scooter told Athena, and it could be heard that he's an expert in this area, and Janey jumped into the conversation with her engineering and mechanic talents.

"In that case, we have to do somethin’ about the core and the coverin’, mate, because I'm worried that this will be our biggest problem. Elphis didn't have atmosphere and Athenas do." - She said seriously and you looked at Wainwright with your heart-eyes again. Scooter nodded and both of them left the room to work on the machinery. Everything seemed to be too real for you. Just too real.

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A BE 2517 (CE 1974) Pra Somdej Wat Suwannaram, Ayutthaya Province with Pithee Chatura Pitta Pornchai at Wat Rattanachai (Wat Cheen) in BE 2518 (CE 1975). A holy powder Buddha amulet blessed by Pithee Chatura Pitta Pornchai Ceremony held at Wat Rattanachai, Ayutthaya Province. Such ceremony invited the power and presence of Four Great Heavenly Kings, "Chaturmahārāja", or "Chaturmahārājikādeva". They are four Buddhist gods (Vaiśravaṇa of the north direction, Virūḍhaka of the south direction, Dhṛtarāṣṭra of the east direction, and Virūpākṣa of the west direction), which originates from the Indian version of Lokapalas, each of whom watches over one cardinal direction of the world. The Kings and their retinues stand guard to protect Trāyastriṃśa from another attack by the Asuras, which once threatened to destroy the realm of the devas.

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Phitee Chatura-pit-pornchai at Wat Rattanachai was held on June 1, BE 2518 and was attained by 16 Guru Monks, namely;

1)LP Guay of Wat Kositaram,

2)LP Toh of Wat Pradoo-chimplee

3)LP Nor of Wat Klang Tarua

4)LP Pare of Wat Pikulthong

5)LP Seng of Wat Ganlayanamit

6)LP Tinn of Wat Pa Rayrai

7)LP Yai of Wat Sagae

8)LP Prink of Wat Bodh Ghong Tanuu

9)LP Odd of Wat Ban Chaang

10)LP Wai of Wat Bang Saai

11)LP Naai of Wat Ban Jaeng

12)Pra Racha Suwanna Sophon of Wat Panang Cheung

13)LP Chalerm of Wat Pra Yatigaram

14)LP Huan of Wat Putthaisawan

15)LP Prong of Wat Khun Tip

16)LP Somboon of Wat Tam Kao Boonnak

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The Four Heavenly Kings are four Buddhist gods, which originates from the Indian version of Lokapalas, each of whom watches over one cardinal direction of the world. The Kings and their retinues stand guard to protect Trāyastriṃśa from another attack by the Asuras, which once threatened to destroy the realm of the devas. In the ancient language Sanskrit they are called the "Chaturmahārāja", or "Chaturmahārājikādeva": "Four Great Heavenly Kings" which are:-

1)Vaiśravaṇa of the north direction, king of yakṣas. The Chief of the four kings and protector of the north. He who hears everything. The chief of the four kings and protector of the north. He is the ruler of rain, he is often associated with the ancient Indian God of wealth, Kubera.

2)Virūḍhaka of the south direction, king of kumbhāṇḍas. King of the south and one who causes good growth of roots. He is the ruler of the wind and the protector of the Dharma and the southern continent.

3)Dhṛtarāṣṭra of the east direction, king of gandharvas. King of the east and God of music. He is harmonious and compassionate and protects all beings. Uses his music to convert others to Buddhism.

4)Virūpākṣa of the west direction, king of nāgas. King of the west and one who sees all. As the eye in the sky, he sees people who do not believe in Buddhism and converts them. His ancient name means "he who has broad objectives".

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BEST FOR: Wealth Fetching, Maha Larp (brings lucky wealth), Kaa Kaai Dee (helps tempt your customers to buy whatever you are selling, and it helps attract new customers and then keep them coming back, Maha Sanay (helps turn you to Prince Charming in the eyes of girls), Metta Maha Niyom (makes people around you love you, be nice to you, and willing to support you for anything), Klawklad Plodpai (helps push you away from all danger). Kongkraphan (makes you invulnerable to all weapon attack), and Maha-ut (stops gun from shooting at you)

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DIMENSION: 3.50 cm long / 2.20 cm widest / 0.80 cm thick

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[ichigomis]

Can u please do another haikyuu boys as ur big brothers!!🥺🥺🥺♡

HAIKYUU BOYS AS YOUR OLDER BROTHER

with: bokuto, oikawa, iwaizumi, kenma

notes: hiya nonnieee! chose these boys hope ur okay with that!! —gn neutral

part one - part two - part three

❊ BOKUTO

though he’s your older brother he feels more like a baby and the youngest to you and the rest of the family

waking him up in the morning is a pain, you literally have to drag him out of bed while he complains and throws a fit

just imagine dragging a whole 6'1, 78.3 kg man out of bed every day

it's a whole headache please and as the youngest sibling, you're always tasked to do this smh

but once he’s up, he’s up and the house fills with his chatters and laughter. it's actually a good thing because every morning is just full of (his) energy so everyone's always awake

asks to take a bite off your food when he sees you in the cafeteria every time

and his bites aren't even bites please he eats the whole thing

his phone is always on full volume and he will not turn it down even when you tell him 🤦 he'll be on his phone full blast until you angirly tell him to

then he'll sulk about it for the whole day and you have to apologize

will ask you where you're going and what time you're coming home before you go out and when you ask him why he'll ramble on about how "as your older brother i should know where you're going because if anything happens to you i'm responisble..."

and you just give in and tell him to shut him up

is actually the absoulte sweetest !

so in touch with his emotions and will be there for you even through bad times

you two once spent the whole night binge watching tear jerker movies just to "let it all out"

❊ OIKAWA

an absolute headache of a brother

leaves his things all over the house, "borrows" your things without asking, and showers for SO LONG

his fangirls come to you for advice and ask for tips on how to make your brother like them and it's kinda funny?

sometimes, just for the heck of it, you give them false information :D

and they’d come to you crying over how they got rejected by your brother like??

you give him an earful about it at home and he buys you food to make up for it ,,

but it’s so annoying and you’re so sick of people calling you "tooru oikawa’s younger sibling"

you've always had a crush on iwaizumi ever since you were younger because i mean come on 🤧

and he (for some reason) knows about this and non-stop teases you about it whether iwaizumi's around or not

but be (kind of) warned he is very protective that sometimes you have to ask him to back off

a classmate walked you home one day and he literally waited for you outside the house and glared at your classmate (they ran off without a word lmao)

but he respects and trusts you SO MUCH, but not much the people around you

you two have a little friendly competition over who your nephew likes more (and he’s currently winning ugh)

loses his glasses everywhere?? and for some reason you’re the first person he always asks

❊ IWAIZUMI

fills your water bottle for you every morning and personally hands it to you before you both leave so you won’t forget it

you may have caught him posing and flexing his muscles in front of the mirror once or twice

and you use that as leverage daily

once had to clean the couch but you wouldn’t move so he lifted the whole damn thing with you on it 😭

once caught you sneaking out at night and covered for you

but mygod he gave you a whole hour lecture about it when you got home

that being said he waited for you to get home even if it meant losing his precious sleep

and he always does this! making sure your safety is priority

bought you pepper spray and taught you basic self-defense moves when you’d start coming home later (i just know he’s amazing at self-defense)

cannot cook to save his life, will barge into your room to ask you to make him something from the kitchen

loves eating healthy so when you cook him instant ramen, he won't stop complaining and lecturing you about its sodium content

you had to learn how to make quick healthy snacks to get him to shut up

is always looking out for you!!

once skipped school and practice when you came down with a fever and he cooked you soup (it wasn't that bad) and monitored you the whole day

❊ KENMA

orders food in the middle of the night and always buys you something even though you don’t ask for it

will buy you those in-game purchases you were talking to him about like you'd just see it in your account one day

locks himself in his room most of the time so you have to drag him out for dinner or anything

lets you hang out in his room whenever you want as long as you don't distract him

sometimes you'd just come in his room to rant about your day while he's busy doing whatever

one time he was feeling pretty bored and asked you if you had anything fun to do

you suggested that you could bleach his hair and he just agreed

thus his current style was born, everyone (including your parents) were pretty surprised

kuroo LOVES you so much and you love him waaaaah

you’d text kuroo to get your brother out the house when he hasn’t seen sunlight in days and he’d immediately be ringing your doorbell

your parents keep telling you how little kenma prayed to have a younger sibling when he was younger !!

he keeps denying this but it's true and he's honestly so thankful he has you as a younger sibling 🥺

because he has someone to dump his house chores to :D

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[ichigomis]

sleeps at the kitchen table just to accompany you on your late-night study session. he's beyond tired and his body is aching for sleep, but he just can't leave you alone. he doesn't have it in him to go to sleep when you're up and awake, struggling and studying alone. the least he could do is keep you company, though he knows he can't do much.

osamu, BOKUTO, sugawara, KUROO, komori, semi, AKAASHI, hinata, tanaka, SUNA, konoha

[ichigomis]

would always (without fail) buy you and your mother flowers when he comes to visit. one time bought your father flowers too and now it's a whole thing

ushijima, OIKAWA, akaashi, kita, SUGAWARA, hirugami, YAMAGUCHI

[ichigomis]

Furniture Shopping | Bokuto, Sakusa, Ushi

summary: wherein you go furniture shopping with them. just some domestic-ish fluff :’)

a/n: this is my first hc + post omm! would love to hear ur thoughts! also, I did not realize how long these are woops-

Bokuto

Baby is so excited you asked him to go with you!

As you go into the store, he boasts about his vast knowledge of shelves.

Honestly, what’s there to know but ok

He just looked them up the night before, he’s just really excited

You both head over to the area for the shelves and look through the displays

you already know what type of shelf you want to get (thank you pinterest) so there wasn’t much to think about

But baby boy thinks otherwise

“Are you sure about that? Is it earthquake-proof?” he questions the attendant who came to help you get the shelf you spotted.

“Um, yes sir. It actually depends more on the installation-”

“So you’re saying this shelf itself isn’t?” he probes and you just honestly want to leave him there and run to the cashier.

You shyly smile at the attendant, “It’s alright, I’ll get this one.” you say pointing at the cute, wooden, Ikea-type shelf.

“But yyy/nnnnn~ is it termite proof? Has it been sealed with a weather sealer?” Bokuto faces the attendant once again and asks.

“Yes sir, it’s been-”

“Aaaah, what type of wood is this again? I saw that Pine, Cherry, Koa, or Padauk are best for shelves.”

“It’s Cherry, sir.”

“Good, good. What about its upkeep? What do we need to do about its-”

“Ko?”

“upkeep? It’d be a hassle to just replace it a year later. And-”

“Kotaro.”

“Plus- mhm? Yeah y/n?”

You give him a small smile and look over to the attendant, “we’re getting this one.”

“Yes ma’am,” he says and quickly (too quickly, actually) heads out to get the stock of the shelf you’ve finally chosen.

Bokuto frowns at you and slumps his body in front of you, “Was I being too noisy?”

You let out a hearty laugh and hug your very soft boyfriend, “I never think you’re too loud, Ko.”

Bokuto shakes in your embrace and matches your laughter

he’s overly energetic and enthusiastic at times, but that’s the reason you love him!

“Though, I think you were scaring that attendant just a little bit.” you point out as you pull away from his embrace.

He puts a thoughtful hand on his chin, “Hmm… I don’t think so...”

The attendant comes back with your shelf and assists you to the counter. Just before leaving the both of you at the checkout, Bokuto beams at him with a hearty thanks.

And you swear you saw that poor attendant jump at Bokuto’s loud voice.

You stifle your laugh as you see Bokuto realize what you’ve pointed out earlier

Baby boy’s all like 0_0

Sakusa

Expect to get nothing done, and it’s not because he doesn’t cooperate, in fact he’s into it way too much.

You were looking for a couch for your new apartment with Omi.

Hand in hand with masks on you both walk through the aisles of couches.

With pure curiosity and by slight instinct, you smooth your hands over the fabrics.

This earns you a wince from him as he wiggles the hand sanitizer towards your hands. You oblige and let him spray some after touching each couch.

After coming full circle, you decide it’s time to actually go and pick one and get out of there.

It’s easy right? Just pick one that you like the most and you’re done.

Wrong.

“This one looks nice! Plus it’ll look really nice with my flooring.” you smile touching the soft white fabric of the three seater couch you’ve eyed.

“It’ll be a hassle to clean, plus the dirt’s gonna always be visible.” Omi shakes his head and narrows his eyes on the couch. Well, he is right about that.

You huff and make your way to the other couch you’ve spotted.

“Alright, well, this one! It’s brown suede, the dust won’t be obvious plus it’s pretty easy to clean.” you beam at Omi, fully confident of your choice.

“The upkeep of this is pretty hard, y/n. I’d give it a good 2-3 years then it won’t look the same.” he eyes the couch then looks away.

Why is this man so hard to please

Naw, he just has a lot of preferences and he wants only the best for you :’)

You pout but keep your spirits up, you’ve taken note of almost 3 other couches you think you liked.

So, you drag Omi to each of them but to your surprise not, he stiffly critiques each couch not holding back even when an attendant comes and helps you.

“It has to be easy to clean and look clean most of the time. Also, the cushions should be easy to take out, what if you get crumbs all over it and can’t clean them without professional help? It will just be a hassle and…”

You tune him out and slump down on one of the display couches.

Omi notices that you’ve stopped listening to him and hovers in front of you (you will never catch him sitting on one of those display couches, never.)

“Am I being too much?” he asks quietly.

You frown and shake your head, “No, Omi. It’s just that- what you’re saying is right and- but… I just really need a couch.”

Omi looks at you softly and reaches out his hand.

He’s aware of how he can be too invested in some things and go overboard sometimes, but he just really wants you to get the perfect couch that will last you long and be worth your money.

Plus he knows he’ll be doing most of the cleaning so an easy to clean couch would be amazing.

“Alright, how about we head to the next store and this time I won’t say anything first?” he proposes squeezing your hand.

You look up at him and shake your head, “Nope, tell me all your opinions. I need and want to hear them.”

Omi smiles beneath his mask and nods

“But if I don’t find anything today, I’m gonna need to force you to go out with me again,” you smirk up at him.

Ushi

Curtain shopping with Toshi!!

You and Toshi were doing your daily cleaning when your curtain got caught in the vacuum and ripped?? (idk if that can actually happen but idk how you rip a curtain unintentionally? anyway)

Both of you were pretty clueless about curtains, it’s a piece of pretty fabric which you hang on the window, that’s all.

Well, surprise the curtain aisle in the department store was far more complicated than you both thought.

There were different types of fabric: cotton, linen, faux silk, velvet. The fabrics also determined the weight, amount of light coming in, and other details you both didn’t account for.

Maybe you should have just had your curtain sewn back together?

You look through the curtains available and furrow your eyebrows.

You look over to your boyfriend and slightly smile at how he has the same confused look as you.

“So, which one do we get?” you ask him tracing your hands on the pretty details of a soft brown cotton curtain in front of you.

“Mmm… maybe something similar to the one we already had?” he half answers and half asks.

You nod and look through the displayed curtains and surely enough you find something similar to the one you have at home.

You carefully pull the fabric out and beam at Toshi who gives a satisfied nod.

He then calls over one of the attendants and asks for the curtain to be wrapped.

“Oh, in what length sir?” the attendant asks.

Toshi looks at you and you just stare back at him.

They come in different lengths?? You guys are so screwed

“Um…” Toshi mumbles when you don’t say anything.

He extends his arms up above him, “about this long” he says nonchalantly.

You let out a small snort and hold your laughter in as you look at him moving his hands back and forth to explain the height of the curtains you want.

he’s so cute please

You both walk out of the store in triumph, you got your curtains!!!

Back home, Toshi puts the curtains on the rod and places it carefully on your window.

“Hmmm….” you hum.

“Hmmm….” he hums back.

“It’s too long,”

time to rip it to the proper length now

[ichigomis]

RAY I HAD AN IDEA AND I WAS WONDERING IF YOU COULD WRITE ABOUT IT PLEASE; HAIKYUU BOYS DATING SOMEONE WHO ✨SKATEBOARDS✨

suna rintarō

sneaks out after his training to catch you and your friends at the skateboard park. a proud little smirk adorns his features as he and the rest of the people in the park admire your own twist to the ollie. after you've had your time in the spotlight, he grabs a skateboard himself and joins you, just skating around and laughing as if you two were the only people in the park.

bokuto kōtarō

with his knee pads on, he begs you for the fifth time that night to teach him the trick you showed him the other day. you give in his little pout and instruct him on what his form should look like, and sure enough, he ends up groaning on the floor. he then decides to spend the rest of his night watching you, eyes sparkling with admiration and pure love, as you skate without a care in the world.

sakusa kiyoomi

his eyebrows furrow as he watches you fall on your butt for the third time that day. but all he can do is sigh as you shoot him a gleeful smile and a thumbs up. he patiently waits and watches you, a whole first aid kit beside him, as you skate around the park with your friends. you look back at him for a second and he sends you an ok sign. one day, you think to yourself, you will get this man on a skateboard.

[ichigomis]

hii. may i request travelling with some hq guys as kuroo, meian and hirugami? thx and i hope you are doing well! <3

what travelling with them is like,

kuroo tetsurō

will be dragging you around everywhere, non-stop. most probably does not follow an itinerary because he likes to be “spontaneous” and takes you to the more less-visited spots without the crowds, and they’re all so worth it. despite him not having much of a plan, he most definitely did his research beforehand so he knows where to eat, how to get around the city, and even learned the basics of the country's language. overall super fun to be with if you’re more on the adventure and let’s-get-lost-around-this-unfamiliar-city type!!!

destination: istanbul, turkey

meian shūgo

would never admit it but he absolutely loves spoiling you with everything. he’ll “naturally” come up to one of the expensive shops at champs-élysées and go around shopping for you. when you nudge him softly and whisper about how “it’s too expensive” he’ll only shake his head and say “doesn’t matter, you deserve it.” probably also booked a really romantic dinner down at the seine where you two are clinking champagne glasses, watching the paris lights glisten on the water. very romantic, thinks everything through down to the little details, and is definitely not afraid to spend that cash for and on you.

destination: paris, france

hirugami sachirō

he’s lived around mountains all his life so he would definitely want to see the beach and the ocean with you. most probably planned out your whole trip down to the last minute. he just wants things to be perfect and for the both of you to make the most of your trip. though once you two get to the resort and see your beautiful beachfront room, all plans go out the door and you two just spend the day just basking about the sun and bathing in the waters. he mingles with the locals, tries the local food (and loves it), and overall just super fun to be with! never a dull moment but he also knows when to take it slow and just watch the sunset sink into the oceans with you.

destination: phuket, thailand

notes: please this is the first time i'm writing for meian and i just can't get the thought that he really does spoil you a lot out of my mind,, so enjoy my hc of him taking you around paris literally flashing his credit card around shops bye

[ichigomis]

Hi 👉👈

Can I like make a request? For Omi? If you want, could it be fluff and after timeskip?

Whether you'll be able to do it or not, THANK YOU!

notes: okay so i had this in my drafts and your ask reminded me of it so here it is!!! i hope u like it <3 —fluff!

sakusa kiyoomi hates surprises.

be good or bad he tries to avoid them at all costs. surprises are something he can’t control, he hates the feeling of unknown outcomes and endings.

ever since he was a kid, he's avoided them the best he can. surprise quizzes, surprise birthday parties, surprise family trips. if he would somehow come up with some colorful excuse just to get himself out of those situations, and he would succeed almost every time.

but now he smiles, ever so softly, as you attack him with a back hug. he giggles as he sees you hiding behind the door, waiting for him to pass by. his face flushes as you show up unannounced in that pretty blue sweater he bought you. his heart races, and in a good way, as he gets a glimpse of you, waiting for him after practice.

sakusa kiyoomi hates surprises, but he can’t come to hate a certain surprise in his life and all the little surprises it brings — you.

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🍕—rayray’s everything nice (hcs and others)

🎐—rayray's recs

💌—rayray's mail

🪴—rayray’s games!

rayray babbles (me just... talking)

[themysteryofwriting]

Puppet!Ray Origins

TW: Child Death, Unsympathetic Patton, pretty much Fnaf stuff

If there was one thing Rachel liked doing, it was watching her Papa work.  He built so many interesting robots and they were all interesting to her.  She had gotten used to what they looked like so she was curious when he started building a new one.  

“What are you working on there Papa,” she asked him.

“Something to keep you safe while you’re hanging at Freddy’s,” her Papa said. “Though it should help the other kids too.  That way what happened to that poor kid Talyn won’t happen to anyone else.”

“It looks different than the ones you used for the other anima-anima,” Rachel’s eyes furrowed as she tried to remember how to say it.

Her Papa chuckled.  “Animatronics sweetheart, and that’s because it needs to be different as the others need to entertain, or make  while this one’s job is to protect.”

“It should be able to protect eeevveerrryyyooonnneee,” Rachel said with a grin.  

“Well I don’t think it will be able to protect everyone,” her Papa said with a chuckle, especially after Rachel pouted a little bit.  “How about we start with it protecting the kids, and expand from there.”

Rachel nodded vigorously.  “Then no one else will get hurt by evil people who hurt kids,” she said, grinning at her Papa.

Her Papa nodded.  “I want to make sure you can’t get hurt RayRay, not like the kids who have gone missing.  Promise me you’ll stay safe and not go off with anyone you don’t know.  I don’t want to lose you RayRay.”

Rachel noticed the serious look on her dad’s face.  He normally had a serious look on his face of course but this was different.  He almost looked worried.  And he was looking straight at her.  “I promise Papa”

Her Papa nodded and turned back to working on what he had started calling a security puppet, even taking her suggestions with how it would look.  He managed to finish it before the next time she went to Freddy’s.  Before they went in, they ran into Patton, who worked with Papa.

“Heya Logie,” Patton said, smiling at him.  “It’s nice to see you two again.”

One thing Rachel always noticed around Patton.  Even though she had fun playing with the twins, Dee and Virge while they were around, she always got a weird feeling around Patton.  She never really trusted him, but Papa did and that was more important than how she felt around him.  

“It’s nice to see you too, Patton,” Papa said as he set up the security puppet, having already let the person on shift know how it works.

“Did you make another animatronic for the restaurant,” Patton asked.

“This one’s different,” Papa said to Patton, Rachel having sat next to him and humming to herself as he worked.  “This one’s to make sure what happened to those other kids doesn’t happen to anyone else.”

Patton nodded and Rachel almost thought she saw a weird look on his face.  But that couldn’t be it right?  It must have been her imagination.

“Well see you later then LoLo,” Patton said before skipping off.  Well he didn’t actually skip off but he was cheerful enough that it was the best description.

“I will never understand that man,” Papa muttered as he continued setting things up.  

After a little bit, he finished.  “There, now it will help and kiddo wearing a coordinating bracelet,” Papa said, “Which reminds me, I have something to give you RayRay.”

“What is it, Papa,” Rachel asked him.

“Why don’t you close your eyes and I can show you,” Papa said.

Rachel gave her Papa a look before complying and feeling him snapping something around her wrist.  Rachel opened her eyes and saw a pretty purple bracelet around her wrist.  “Oooo.  It’s pretty Papa.”

“It’s how the puppet will be able to find you if something happens,” her Papa said.  “Promise me you won’t take it off while you’re here.” Rachel nodded.  “Of course I won’t take it off Papa.”

Her Papa nodded.  “Alright I need to work on some stuff while I’m here, go play a bit.”

Rachel nodded before she headed off to play.  And for the next few weeks, everything was fine.  After all, it wasn’t like Rachel noticed Patton watching the security puppet for weaknesses.  She couldn’t have known what Patton was planning.

The only time she noticed something was wrong when her papa was angrily talking to someone on the phone.  

He didn’t know she was there, she was sitting in a place where he couldn’t see her playing with some of her toys.

“What do you mean it was probably one of the security guards,” he angrily asked.  There was a bit of silence as the person on the other end spoke.  “Okay just don’t let any employees in that could have done it….yes I guess that does include me.  ...Just until the investigation is over.”

Rachel didn’t understand what the whole thing meant but she shrugged.  Though she had to admit, she was a little confused when Papa had their neighbor Isabel take her to the birthday party instead of going himself.

Maybe if he had gone himself he would have noticed when the box was placed on top of the one that held the puppet, keeping it into place.  Maybe Rachel would have gone with her papa instead of listening to him.

But there was no way to know what would have happened.  The party was almost over and kids were already leaving.  Rachel was waiting for their neighbor when she heard something.  She walked over to the door and peeked out.  What was that?  She didn’t realize the security puppet would have stopped her if it could get to her.

She heard the noise again and walked out to investigate.  It wasn’t that far from the door after all.  Someone would notice if something happened.  Rachel walked out and followed the sound a bit.

The second she found the source of the sound she felt the stomach clench.  What was Patton doing here?  And why had he been making that sound?

Patton smiled a sickeningly sweet smile at her. “I figured you’d be just like you father when it came to being curious.  Looks like I was right.”

Rachel took a step back before taking off running.  She just had to get get back to the diner before Patton could get to her.She almost made it to the door when she was hit on the back of the head and crumpled, the last thing she saw being the bracelet her Papa gave her.

Rachel didn’t know how long it had been before she gained awareness again.  She remebered sitting up and then hearing someone talk to her.

“Oh you’re...here,” she heard someone say before she turned to see a kid no more then a couple of years older then she was. “I’m Talyn, I’m- I was 8,” they said, introducing themselves.

Rachel was confused for a second before she remembered.  “You’re one of the missing kids,” she said.  “Papa made the puppet so no one else would go missing like you.”  The realization of what this meant hit Rachel like a truck.  The fact that she was talking meant one of two things.  Either Patton had kidnapped her and brought her to where Talyn was or… Rachel looked around.  They were still in the alleyway.  She was confused to see the security puppet but was less confused when she saw what was next to it.  “I’m dead, aren’t I?  That’s my body.”

Talyn nodded.  “You almost made it too, even you had taken off even a second earlier.”

“My Papa’s going to be heartbroken,” Rachel said sadly before realizing, “No one knows it was Patton.”

“Is that his name,” Talyn asked, “He was in a yellow bunny suit when he killed me.  He told me he knew where my dog that got run over was.”

“He’s going to keep killing,” Rachel said.  “No one’s going to be able to stop him. Unless...what if we could stop him?”

“What are you talking about….I don’t believe I ever got your name,” Talyn said with a slight chuckle.

“Rachel Heila,” Rachel said, “My dad built all the animatronics.”

Talyn nodded.  Their eyes seemed to widen a little bit at the fact that her Papa had built the animatronics.  “Well, what are you suggesting we do?”

“My papa built the puppet after you disappeared,” Rachel said, sitting down next to it.  It’s objective is to protect.  It was also helping at the gift counter, Papa knowing that the company wouldn’t want it if it’s only goal was to protect.  If we mixed that with a vengeance against someone, we might give the people he hurts a chance to fight back.  We might give you and anyone he ends up hurting a chance to fight back.”

“And how exactly would we do that,” Talyn asked her.  

“The puppet was designed to protect me in particular, it would only be right.  I could help you and any other souls get into the other animatronics.  We could hurt him like he hurt us.”

“Are you even going to remember any of this,” Talyn asked her.

“I don’t know, but Patton doesn’t deserve to get away with this.  I guess I’ll be seeing you Talyn.”

Talyn nodded.  “We’ll be in this together Ray.  Along with anyone else.”

Rachel nodded before concentrating and possessing the puppet.  One thought running through her mind above everything else.

Patton wouldn’t be getting away with this.

[suffering-and-happy-about-it]

Hold on, we’re coming (The Borderlands Series, Part 10.)

Series description: Not many people had the chance to see a vault or to mean anything in the world of Pandora. Will a hardly built relationship in the loneliness of the desert would have the potential to change anything in the world of anarchy and chaos - or will the friends try to murder each other?

Part Summary: Teaming up can be a good thing - unless your teammated are barely a useful piece of crap and more than half of them is not mentally in the best state

Warnings: A lot of guns, violence, reader is a tough badass - not a vault hunter tho. They’re badass and don’t give a fuck. And Scooter is a dumb bitch, as always.

Word count: 2 K

Tagging: @notaliteraltoad​

Series master list:  H E R E

You haven't seen, hear, or noticed Janey and Scooter the whole afternoon - which was the best thing that had happened to you over the last few weeks. As far as Hammerlock and Wainwright's hospitality went, they let you eat as much as you could, have a cup of a really strong coffee, and to have some sleep. It was painfully obvious that no-one won't have even a fucking nap during your time on Pandora and Athenas.

Wainwright was so nice that he gave each of some fresh clothes - but no matter how hard everyone tried, you were persistent with keeping the old, baggy sweatpants Rayray has decorated with the spraypaint earlier. You didn't know why, but you got a feeling of safety when you wore them. They were somehow familiar to you with their scent and everything.

Later that day, just minutes before you were about to take off from Eden-6 after picking Hammerlock, Wainwright did as he promised. A small package wrapped in what seemed like a tapestry torn off from a wall was put in front of you. And dearest Lord, weren't you just excited? Heart-eyes could be seen in your face as you sighed, thanking him with a smile. You barely smiled, but this... This was worthy of a smile.

When you opened it up, there was a fairly new silver revolver, ugh, the cravings of flowers on it were adorable. You sighed, having a total heart-eyes for the Jakobs man, touching the gun from all the angles you could. Yeah, you maybe couldn't shoot from revolvers for the deepest shit, but you weren't planning on telling Mr. Jakobs. This gun was too perfect.

"I call it the Wild Rose of Pandora. It's not that old, so it should be firing just good, miss." - Wainwright smiled and you got to the other item. To your surprise, it was an old Tediore shield. But it seemed to be working just fine. That made you look on Wainwright with a question. - "As I was informed, you're the only one who hadn't packed one, so I've searched a few of my wardrobes to find you one."

You opened your lips with surprise. Then you opened your eyes just as Scooter usually as you thought about your excuse. - "I was living in a pretty... Deep... Shithole... On Pandora. These were my neighbors, so you had the idea. We don't use shields there." - You smiled and attached the shield to some belt you were given as well because that shield would probably drag your sweatpants to your ankles.

It was a funny sight to look at the almost invisible glow that appeared on your skin. You didn't feel more protected or better in any way - that was when Athena took the revolver and shot at you, making you scream. You opened up your lips into a big O as you took the gun back and got her into your sight.

"Is everyone here fucking crazy? Am I the only fucking one reasonable?" - You yelled at Athena, making Ray and Blindy look at you. It seemed fun because you had Athena at your gunpoint, but the story couldn't be different.

"LOOK AT ALL THOSE CHICKEN!" - Ray shouted and jumped into the air with happiness. You looked at them, seeing how Blindy is chuckling at the view he was given. - "Ray! No! I'm not going to kill anyone! Why the fuck are you so keen on killing people?" - You asked and but the gun to a holder.

"If I might say, you seem to be the only one with an actual psychosis. I was just trying if its working and look at you, you're still standing and being a bitch to everyone." - Athena grinned, leaving you with Wainwright. For a moment, you just watched her back leaving before you noticed that Blindy and Ray still watching you as the second incarnation of Christ.

"What are you waiting for, fuckers? Should I start crying or... What?" - You asked coldly, making the boys leave you alone with Wainwright. That was when you got some proper heart-eyes again. - "Thank you for the gun and shield, it means much to me. I hope it's going to help in any way."

"Sure thing, miss. I hope that you will keep an eye on Hammerlock while I won't be there." - Wainwright smiled back at you and you simply nodded, making the promise sealed. You hoped that you won't have your ass blew or neck cut as soon as you get somewhere.

"Everyone ready?" - Athena asked the rest of the party, preparing to initiate the fast travel process. Everyone shut up when you walked to the machine first. Athena's hand on your arm stopped you from putting your palm there. - "Step aside and don't act like you know everything."

"What have I done to you? First, you shoot at me, then you tell me I'm acting like an asshole, let's just get done. I'm going to go first, you come after me. I can manage the jackasses on the other side." - You mumbled and pushed the palm off of you. Athena kept her eyes on you, but she stepped aside just as you looked on the others.

"Whatever happens on the other side, keep this asshole alive, because I'm not willing to have my head blown off my fucking body because hed die. Are we on the same wave here?" - You asked and when everyone nodded, you put your palm into the device. You didn't have too many chances to try Fast travel either - but boy oh boy, you preferred it when all the next travel devices you had were actual rockets.

You kinda forgot about the pull the machine had and about the small needles that the machinery stuck into your palm and forearm. You put your fingers together while the other looked at the machine pulling you in. Or that was how the others were seeing it - in reality, the machine was taking your DNA material from one place while it started recreating your body on the other side. It felt like proper tearing you apart.

When you gained consciousness in the final destination, you fell flat on your back; onto your whole fucking shotgun in its glory. You couldn't see for a fucking a step away from you, you didn't know what was happening - you only heard yourself screaming. - "Motherfucker! Is everyone on this fucking planet a psycho bitch?"

"Tina! Had you moved the Fast travel on the roof again?" - A tired, drunk voice asked someone. You heard a chuckle next to your head and someone had bowed down to you. It was a girl, who gripped your t-shirt and dragged you away since another of your friends started Fast travel.

"Because it's fun, Mordy! You should see this one! It was so cute when she fell on her back, I almost felt the spinal cords crackin', blood rushin', and bones flyin' out of her body!" - The lady yelled victoriously, having on a big smile. Without realizing, you scaredly pushed the gun into her face. The only thing she did was that she kicked it out of your palms.

"This one's reaaaally funny, Mordy, you should see her! She just pushed a revolver up ma face like she thinks that momma Tina is afraid of these child toys!" - She yelled at Mordy, which had probably saved your ass, because otherwise, Tina would've tied you up to a bomb, watching how high can your ass fly up into the sky. The man with the alcohol bottle came to you and put Tina's foot off of you. She was obviously offended by what he has done, but she chose just to put her forearms in front of her chest and to look at both of you with a furrow.

"That's the gal from Scooter, you psychotic ass." - Mordecai said to defend you, but that was all he could say before something just assaulted your face. You've had enough at that point. You were on the verge of completely shutting down mentally... And that wasn't flattering at all. Youve learned seconds after that the the thing was Talon, some birdy pet that obviously belonged to Mordecai.

You were saved - because at that moment both Janey and Athena fell flat on their backs too. - "See? That's what I mean, Mordy. They are little cutesy things just fallin' down from the motherhumpin' sky waitin' for me to grill them with some great sauce and eat them!" - Tina exclaimed and then she stopped, putting her hands on her hips. - "Why do I wanna eat cute stuff?"

"Fallin' from ten meters isn't cute at all!" - Janey huffed angrily, helping you on your feet. - "Yo guys need to better up your safety conditions or one day, there might die someone!" - She looked at both of them, checking up if you're alive - so, naturally, you shushed her off. You might have been out of breath, but you weren't dying. So far, so good.

"Okay, okay, miss rude temper problems, I'll put it somewhere on the ground so you people who can't handle a bit of fun won't die out of spine crack." - Tina rolled her eyes while Mordecai slowly approached you, both Janey and you, having a sorry look on his face. - "Since Brick left Boomtown to handle some other stuff, she's been like that. I swear that normally, she doesn't tell people she'll eat them the first time she sees them."

"Is fine, ma name's Janey and this gal is Y/N! Scooter has a thingy for her so she's kinda in the family business now!" - Janey explained happily and that was when Tina joined your conversation. She gripped your shoulders as both bandit boys fell down on their back, following each of you with being out of breath and almost dying. Before Tina could say something else, Ray was too quick with his word.

"THIS BITCH EMPTY. YEET!" - He yelled and from literal nowhere, Tina pulled of some kind of crazy Maliwan gun, pointing directly onto his freaking forehead. You furrowed, put your palms in front of yourself to clam her down a bit. - "He's with us and he cool, I swear, girl." - You mumbled, not realizing that you're standing directly under the Fast travel station spawning point. Tina rose her chin a bit, watching you standing there, then she smiled and put the Maliwan gun away.

"'ight, I believe you, Scooter's soon-to-be wedded wife. I love weddings! Mordy, tell her I love weddings! I love how everyone seems to be soooo happy until you show the bomb you got them for a present before it all blows up!" - She yelled maniacally. You wanted to defend yourself but at that moment, Scooters butt fell on you. You grunted, thinking something about killing someone, shooting in the air, or booming the whole fucking Boomtown. - "Look! Ya boyfriend is here! Oh, am I softenin' or is this extremely romantic?" - She bit her lip, leaning to look at you both. As soon as you were sure that Scooter is too alive, you basically threw him off your thighs.

This whole adventure was fucking you up mentally, not even speaking about your physical side. You wanted to sit down into the corner and cry. Once even Hammerlock made it there, you moved the Fast Travel station and started another part of your totally flawless plan - making your way to Athenas.