#Cause I've been doing so much lately whoa

[desultory-novice]

Sir Uther walks up to Noir Fontaine with purpose, having his usual happy-go-lucky smile and perky attitude. It was a surprise to see yet another human in this tournament ...well, atleast human-like. He instinctively reaches out for a handshake, eyes locked on Noir's face.

"Are you human?! MY~! I only ever saw the other one named Jade! Unlike her, you seem to be named after a color in french! Do tell, are there still any left of your species? Or are you all nearly extinct? Do you also have a history with Dark Matter in particular? I have so many questions~!! ☆"

His crystal eyes twinkle in delight, this truly was an opportunity to gain so much useful knowledge!

"Oh! And that entity, Zero as well! Does she exist in your world?"

"Hi! Wow! You're big! Bigger than I thought you round guys got!" 

Noir greets you with a boyish smile, though... ...He does not accept the handshake.

"You look like one of those Galactic Soldier Alliance people! I wrote fanfic about you! I can't let you read it because it's really cringe, but that's only cause when I was young I dreamed of being a hero, so...if you're ever recruiting, let me know maybe?! I'm not all that strong... but I'm passionate and have a strong sense of justice and somehow, I've got a lot of experience handling situations where all the evidence you killed anyone is gone because their bodies just disperse into matter once they're dead enough and the snow hides all the blood!"

[cw: mild body horror below]

"...What was I saying? Oh, yeah! I'm human! Whoa, there's another human here too? I should've figured that out, huh? I feel like I've been in a daze since I got here (or maybe even longer than that) and have been having a really hard time paying attention to stuff till lately when it all started coming back into my head REALLY FAST!"

"?! Do you speak French?! My mom taught my sister and me a little French and Japanese, cause of our ancestry, (what's my dad? I don't know! Maybe he's French-Japanese too?!) though we mostly speak Global at home. My name's supposed to be in Global but it's pretty cool that it means something in French too. 'Dark.' Sometimes I wonder if I was named after my hair? Though my sister's is the same color, pretty much, so that couldn't be it. Probably a coincidence?"

"Speaking of, my sister's human too and she's still around! We're separated right now, but my little brother's with her! (He's Dark Matter, since you brought it up! Yeah, he's adopted, but he's my little brother and if anyone says anything mean about him, I'll ****** them!) They're surrounded by friends too, so I don't worry!"

"It was really hard to get off the planet last time I was there, and it was getting pre~tty cold and people who got left outside tended to disappear till next year when you could find them again thawing out on the road but it's hard to imagine we've just gone extinct! I mean, the people from the New World had to have gone somewhere!"

"Hmm? Z...e...?"

"...r...." "...o...!?"

"M-muh...M-Mas..." "...pl...ea... ey...e...c-can....t... "...bre...athe...."

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Noir clutches his throat. The dark, burn-like cracks on his skin that had been easy to ignore till now seem to crawl up, to his chin and beyond. A thick metal collar around his neck, barely visible between his gloved hands, hums with a dark violet glow before he passes out.

Elsewhere, an otherwise unremarkable looking sword in the stolen stash of a small Dark Matter begins to vibrate, seeking its host.

@kirbyoctournament

PS: Wisp belongs to @moonsharkss and while he's still in the lead this round, it's close, so if you want to give him a vote...!

(Help I forgot his hands!)

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Noir's Field Trip Masterpost

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AN: Welp, add another one to Sir Uther's body count/list of crimes...

So, I still have some "Cheerful" (...although more like his brains have been scrambled) Noir asks to answer/send out that I'll get to when I have time (writing him is a bit exhausting tbh... ) but I have gone ahead and drawn this to "progress" back to the main tourney story! (You didn't think he could stay this way forever, did you?)

TLDR, We're back to regular Noir (...or whatever other AU hijinks happen to come his way that affect him in some manner?! Magic anons...???) but if you wished to interact with or send another question to Noir explicitly during his short lived cheerful phase, lemme know! Though whether I get to it will depend on how I'm feeling ^^

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(...Fwiw, I'm pretty sure if he stayed this way for too long, the emotional cascade would eventually give him a full on mental breakdown as his refreshed, innocent psyche finally catches up with processing all the traumas that made up his life.)

[angelsanarchy]

What It Cost: Samuel Lafferty x Y/N Mini Series PRT 07

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Thing's were once peaceful and calm but the moment Brenda gave birth, thing's changed. Ammon died and the boys started trying to fight one another for the head of the family. Ron felt slighted by not being the first, obvious choice as the oldest. Robin and Samuel didn't want to lead in any fashion so they happily took the back seat to Dan's plans to move the family into a different direction.

Y/n wasn't sure if Samuel's decision was based on Dan's positive view of plural marriage or not but it felt strange to see him following behind Dan so blindly.

Brenda kept trying to pull Allen back from the family as they started faltering and the boys took that personally. Ruby stood next to Sara as they collected trash from the lunch service they provided while the others kept pumping out pamphlet's for the next gathering.

"Don't you think this is a bad plan? I mean I think-"

"That's your first problem! No one asked you what you thought. No one asked for you to speak. You have no business in any of these matters and if you were as smart as you pretend to be, you would mind your manners and keep your mouth shut." Samuel raised his voice at Brenda who looked as though she had just swallowed her tongue on the spot.

Y/n had never see Samuel so worked up before, let alone raising his voice at someone. Brenda was causing chaos in an already volatile situation and Y/n held a great fear that she would be punished for it if she kept pushing. Sara walked over to Samuel and pulled his hair from the tie he had it pulled back in and he smirked. It was an odd feeling knowing that her and Sara were both a bit worked up seeing Samuel asset his authority like that.

Y/n cleared her throat and took the trash upstairs after Brenda had left and started working on dishes. She hadn't heard Samuel following her but when she felt a hand grip her sides, she jumped, shattering the plate she had been holding in her hand.

"Whoa...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Samuel apologized as Y/n moved to clean up the shards of the plate.

"It's fine. I'm just a little jumpy today." Y/n explained and Samuel sighed.

"Yeah things are getting...tense to say the least." He crossed his arms over his chest and watched her carefully.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look today?" He smirked and Y/n blushed shaking her head.

"Samuel...thank you." Y/n lowered her tone and he realized what she was doing.

"Do not make your self scarce with me. What's wrong? Talk to me." Samuel put his hands on her hips and turned her towards him.

"We really shouldn't be seen like this. Sara is just downstairs and-

"And soon she'll know exactly how we plan to run our household. Dan is working with Prophet Onias and things will be different." Samuel stroked her face and she let out a deep breath.

"I'm sorry...I've just been feeling off lately with everything going on, I haven't been getting much sleep." Samuel held her cheek.

"Maybe you should go home for the day. I can come by tonight and put you to bed." He smiles hopeful.

"With the way I feel after witnessing that, you wouldn't just be putting me to bed" Y/n teased. Samuel's eyebrows went up before he turned the water off and pulled her hand to follow him towards the bathroom. She follows letting him lean her against the wall opposite the door and rummage around under her skirt.

"Mmmm what's got you so wet with sin my love?" Samuel asked running his fingertips over her slick pussy.

"I've never seen you take charge like that before. Raising your voice and putting someone in their place...it reminded me how strong you are...how incredibly brutal you can be....made me want to be punished." Y/n explained as he pressed his fingers inside of her.

"You're a walking sin sweetheart. You keep talking like that and I will have to punish you. Bend you over my knee tonight and spank you until you can't sit." Y/n moaned as he kept pulsating his finger inside of her. She reached down to feel the bulge in his pants and he hissed at the feeling.

"I want you so badly. I feel like I haven't had you inside me for ages." Y/n complains as Samuel kisses down her neck.

"I know, I know. We've been busy with all these shifts. I promise I will make more time for you." Samuel had already started unzipping his pants when the door to the bathroom opened.

"Sam..." Everything paused. It was Sara. Her eyes were wide as she looked between her husband and someone she thought was her friend half naked and wrapped up in one another. Y/n moved to quickly cover herself up as Sara's jaw tightened and she retreated from the room.

"Sara..." Samuel called out to her but she hadn't stopped. Samuel ran after her, leaving Y/n standing there in her own shame. She knew things were about to get really bad. All she could do was hope that she wasn't ousted from the family. She knew this would happen sooner or later but she wasn't ready for the fall out.

Y/n left the bathroom after what seemed like an hour to find Sara and Samuel sitting on the couch in the living room.

"Y/n...please come sit." Samuel patted the spot next to Sara and Y/n cautiously sat down.

"Sara and I just had a conversation and we would like to have you come stay with us next weekend. I think it's a great opportunity to really see how beautiful this union could be." Samuel had one hand on Sara's hand and the other on Y/n's knee.

"Um...as long as you're sure you're okay with that." Y/n muttered.

"Of course we are. It would be a delight to." Sara said with a fake smile. Samuel grinned and kissed his wife before kissing Y/n's hand and leaving the two women on the couch in an awkward silence.

Y/n wanted to apologize. She wanted to ask forgiveness, explain herself but the moment she went to breathe, Sara slapped her hard in the mouth.

"You are a whore and a wretched shrew of a woman. You will never be a Lafferty no matter how much you fornicate with my husband. I want you to remember one thing and one thing only..." Sara gripped Y/n's chin hard.

"You will never be his wife. You will be the whore who he uses for his sinful behavior and when the time comes, I'm sure you'll be passed around amongst the others as you should." Sara spat as she let go of Y/n's chin and got up from the couch. Y/n held her mouth with her hand and tried to hold back tears.

"Save your tears. You won't find any absolution with any of us." Sara glared one last time before leaving Y/n on the couch, tasting her own blood in her mouth from the strike.

Y/n knew this was the beginning of the end.

[giggly-squiggily]

Bunk Wars (Fire Force)

Heyo! It's my birthday (Nov.13)! *celebratory dance* I have a little tradition I do (mostly) every year here where I write something completely self indulgent to celebrate. This year...hasn't been fun, but today's gonna be a good day regardless! I hope y'all are having a good day today as well!

This year I bring you Fire Force! I've been rewatching it lately and just- I miss my blonde Knight King lols. Shinra and Arthur are a hoot, so I wanted to write for them again! I hope you like it :3

Summary: Shinra and Arthur fight over the top bunk every night cause OF COURSE they do.

Ever since Arthur came to Company 8; bedtime is no longer just that.

“I call top bunk!”

It’s war.

“The hell you are!” Shinra picked up his pace as he ran towards their room, neck and neck with the supposed knight king. If he were to be honest with himself; it really didn’t matter who got the top. Shinra slept in both; he didn’t have much of a preference.

But Arthur? Arthur always called top bunk- saying “A knight king needs a throne to look upon his people.” Shinra could have been nice and just let him have it, but that was too easy.

He liked to make Arthur work for it.

“GAH! Move over!” Shinra yelped when he was squished into the doorframe, Arthur trying to shoulder his way past. They were cheek to cheek, arm to arm, two thrashing bodies writhing to push through like two fish going upstream. “I got here first!”

“Says the devil himself! I got here first!” Arthur growled back, a centimeter closer. Shinra pushed forward and-

“Whoa!” Both boys yelped when they squeezed in, falling on their faces in the most unceremonious fashion. Shinra rubbed his face with a low groan as Arthur puffed his bangs up and away. “You good, knight king? No broken bones?”

“A devil worried for his opponent? A rare one you are.” Arthur sat up, rolling his neck. “I am unhurt- yourself?”

“I’ve been worse.” Shinra nodded. They sat like that for a second.

Then- “The top bunk is mine!” Arthur darted for the ladder, Shinra right beside him. “Back devil! I touched it first!”

“You son of a- that’s not how this works!” Shinra pulled at his shirt as Arthur tried to climb, keeping him within reach. “What kind of knight would you be if you didn’t duel for it properly?”

“Knight king! And….I suppose you’re right.” Arthur paused to consider. Shinra took his chance.

“Tricked ya!” Shinra pulled again, hoping the force of his yank would send Arthur flying off. But no- this son of a biscuit gripped tighter in preparation!

“Good try, Devil; but once a Knight King such as myself sees your tricks, he prepares!” Smug as ever, Arthur tsked as he reached for the next leg up the ladder, preparing to climb. “Good effort though.”

“Oh, so you think you seen all my tricks, huh?” Shinra kept one hand on his shirt while the other wormed towards his exposed ribs. “Did you forget about this one?”

“Please- what are you-EHEHE!” Arthur all but squeaked, ten fingers pressing into both sides of his ribcage at the same time. “Aehahhahahaha! No! Nohohoho faiahhahair! Dehehhevil!”

“That’s right- I AM a devil! And I’m gonna use all the dirty tricks in the book to reclaim MY throne!” Shinra snickered behind him as he carried on scribbling into his ribs, watching Athur crumble before him. “Come on, be a good knight and hand it over.”

“Knihihihihihight Kihihiihihing! Gehehehhet it rigihihih-Ehehehhahahhaha Shihihiihnra!” Those dastardly hands moved up to his upper ribs! One move more and he’d be getting the armpit ticking of a lifetime! “Stahhahap thahahaht! Doohohohohn’t tihiihhickle mehehehhehe!”

“Give me the top bunk then!” Shinra demanded. Arthur tried swatting him away with one hand, the other hanging on to the ladder. With another tug, he had the blonde on his feet once more. A second tug took him to the floor, Shinra straddling his waist as he carried on tickling that awful spot. “Make this easy for yourself, Arthur.”

“Nehehehehhehver! Aheahhahahhaha! This is nohoohohohohothing!” The blonde declared, shooting his hands out and grabbing Shinra’s sides. “Tahhahahke that!” He cried as Shinra spasmed and hooted.

“Oooohhoh no! You’re not doing tha-ahehahahhat! Stahahp NO!” Shinra tried to keep tickling, but Arthur was determined! With what little strength he had left, he pushed Shinra off of him with tickling fingers, pinching along his waist and lower ribs the way he knew would kill the other boy. “Ahahhhahahahrthuhuhuhuhur!”

“Oh, what’s wrong? What happened to your chanting, Devil? Don’t you WANT the top bunk?” Arthur teased, changing up his tickle style as he began kneading small circles into Shinra’s hips, making him kick and squeal. “Do you submit?”

“NEheehehehhehehhever! Aheahhhahahha I stihihihiihll gohohohot my oohohohohohoohown trihihihiihhicks!” Shinra reached out, going for the kill.

“EHEHE!” Arthur all but shrieked when his belly was jabbed, sending him falling back. Shinra quickly pounced, shoving Arthur’s shirt up with one hand. “NO! No don’t you dare, Devil! Don’t you dare-”

“I’m a devil-hero, thank you!” Shinra smirked before diving down, blowing a massive raspberry into Arthur’s belly. The blonde shrieked, arching beneath him before bursting into loud cackly laughter. “Do YOU submit, Knight king?”

“AHEHAHAHAHHAHA! NOHOHOHOOHO NOT THAHAHAHAHHT! AHEHHEHEHE DON’T BITE!” Arthur howled when Shinra mock-bit him, using the points of his teeth for maximum tickles. “AHEHAHAHHA OKAHAHAHKY OHHAHAKY TAKE THE BUNK! THAHHAKE THE BUNK!”

“Hm? You mean it?” Shinra smirked as he resurfaced, prodding along Arthur’s sides to keep him giggling. “Are you gonna give me the top bunk?”

“Yehahhahhahs! Yes, tahahhahake it! Ahehahahhahaa!” Arthur nodded frantically, easing as the tickles finally came to an end. “Yohohohou suck!”

“Not very chivalrous of you.” Shinra teased, laughing even harder when Arthur flicked him a rude gesture. “Man- I’m so glad we’re roommates!”

“You are?” Arthur seemed surprised by that, sitting up as Shinra got cozy in his reclaimed nest. “I thought you hated me?”

“When did I say I hated you?” Shinra blinked, equally surprised. “Sure, you can be a real pain in the ass, but that doesn’t mean I hate you. I’m glad we’re bunk mates.”

Arthur sat there, really taking it in. Then he hid in his bangs, smile wobbly.

“Of course- it’s annoying how loud you snore.” Shinra added, earning a shocked laugh from the other. “And let’s not even get started on how bad you smell when you fa-”

“SHUT UP!” Arthur threw his pillow at him, smacking Shinra dead in the face. Their original battle carried on- pillows flying and laughs bouncing off walls until Hinawa yelled “SHUT UP AND GO TO SLEEP” from down the hall.

Later that night, Shinra dared a peek over the edge of the bed, finding Arthur awake and staring up at the bed above him. “Hey…do you want the top bunk? I don’t mind trading.”

“Hm…nah. I like it down here.” Arthur snuggled further in his sheets, comfy. “We’ll see about tomorrow though.”

“Yeah. Definitely.” Shinra nodded, disappearing in his bed once more- a smile in his voice. “Goodnight, Knight King.”

“Goodnight, Devil hero.”

Thanks for reading!

[ofpineapplesanddawns]

Alien Day falls in Lesbian Visibility Week, so that means I need to write for the lesbian Crowlien au because we love monster women here. Even though this story technically takes place before Aziraphale mutates into an alien.

I just wanted to write a little soft fluff with them before shit happened. Even if there is mentioning of what happens post-alien encounter.

On with the fic!

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Crowley was grinning as she crossed through the ship's halls, looking for the medical wing. She had something hidden behind her back as she slipped past an irritated looking Furfur, nearly dropping it when he almost tripped her. "Whoa! Who pissed in your cornflakes?" She sniffed, giving him a look.

Furfur looked back at her, clucking his tongue. "Just the annoying, forgetful redhead who, once again, left me doing her job!"

Crowley blinked, then considered what he meant. "You went and fixed the issue with the lights in med bay?"

"Yes. Which your... wife kept trying to get you to fix!" He spat the word 'wife' out as if it tasted terrible. God, he was never going to get over Crowley rejecting him, is he? "Apparently she'd been trying to contact you all morning, and you didn't answer any of her calls."

"Was busy with that repair job Gabe's was bitchin' about at dinner last night, the one he told me I had to do first thing in the mornin', remember?" Crowley stuck out her tongue at him. "Anyway, I need to go and see my wife about something more important than the malfunctionin' lights in the keyboard of her computer! Ta~!"

She cackled and ran to Aziraphale's office, slapping the door button, watching it slide open.

Aziraphale was inside, typing away at her computer with just her index fingers. It's amazing how much of an old lady she could be, even at her age, it was so cute. She seemed so focused on whatever she typing that she hadn't noticed Crowley or the door opening.

Crowley chuckled softly, leaning against the door frame, waiting for her wife to finally notice.

In three... two...

"Oh! Darling!" Aziraphale looked up, smiling brightly. "I didn't hear you come in!"

"Course not, too busy doin' nerdy medical stuffy, eh?"

"Hush you." Aziraphale replied, then pouted. "Where were you? I've been trying to contact your communication device all morning! Did you forget to charge it again?"

"One, no, it was charged, remember? You saw me plug it in. Two, just call it a comm, angel, no one calls it a 'communication device'." Crowley moved from the door, hearing it shut behind her, hands still kept behind her back as she approached the desk.

"And I was fixin' that thing for the captain, cause if I didn't, you know he'd hound me for it all fuckin' day."

"Ah, that is true." Aziraphale said, then glanced to the side, trying to see what Crowley was hiding. "What's that?"

Crowley grinned. "Do you know what day it is?"

Aziraphale blinked owlishly behind those little glasses she wore when reading. "Tuesday?"

"Well, yes, but the date?"

"It's August..." She glanced at her calendar, then gasped. "It's my-!"

"Happy birthday!" Crowley shouted, holding out the yellow gift bag she had been trying to keep hidden.

Aziraphale stood up, looking so excited as she walked around the desk. "Oh, you clever snake, you didn't have to get me anything!"

"Too late, got it right before we left, so I clearly can't take it back! WAAAAYYYY past the thirty day return limit!"

The doctor laughed and kissed Crowley on the cheek before taking the bag, looking inside. "Oh, oh Crowley..." She pulled out a book, one that was clearly old, but in a very well-kept condition. "Is this...?"

"A first edition copy of Persuasion? Your favorite book? It might be."

"Darling, this is just... it's too much!"

"Nothing is too much for my wife, my favorite person, my beloved angel." Crowley smiled, holding her close, kissing her neck. "Do you like?"

Aziraphale set the book and bag on her desk, then leaned into the hold, kissing her right on the lips. "I love it. I love you. You make me so happy."

Crowley kissed her on the forehead. "Good, when you're happy, I'm happy. I love you too, angel."

--

Crowley looked at the pages in front of her, having paused mid-sentence in her reading aloud of the book. She heard the soft sounds of Aziraphale sleeping, felt the warm, moist breath through those terrifying teeth against her shirt where her wife was resting her head.

She grabbed for the bookmark nearby, slipping it into place, then closed the book. She looked at the cover, seeing the single word of the title. It was still in good condition, minus tiny tears from where Aziraphale had tried to grab it in her clawed hands.

It bothered her to not be able to hold her precious books anymore, but Crowley was there to do that, to help her enjoy them by reading the stories aloud. Granted, Crowley didn't often like the books Aziraphale enjoyed, some of them were so gloomy, but it made her wife happy, and that's what Crowley enjoyed most.

She sighed softly, setting the book aside, looking at bone-white locks of messy hair, at a face that seemed more like a skull than the cherubic face she was used to, but she still saw her wife there, that beautiful angel she married.

Things would never be like that birthday when Aziraphale got her book, when it had been such a good day, only for things to go to shit just two weeks later.

But that was alright, Crowley still had Aziraphale, even if she was a bit different than before. Her angel was happy, even like this, and that meant Crowley was happy.

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Something sweet, before all hell broke loose.

Also, yes, Crowley reads to Aziraphale now, it's so hard for her to do it herself.

Oh, I really like the idea that Furfur has feelings for Crowley, who has been married to Aziraphale for years. Sir, move on, you're never gonna get the girl. (Also, you die anyway, but still).

[lisutarid-a]

[Gakuen K] Munakata Reisi Route Translation

A yawn

LIST OF CHAPTERS

[Translation under the cut]

Saya: (A new semester starts today…)

Saya: (And yet, I stayed up late last night, so I feel a little sleep deprived…)

Saya: ( I'm about to yawn…)

Kukuri: Hey, good morning!

Saya: Kukuri-chan. Good morning…Fuaa…

Saya: Sorry. I just yawn.

Kukuri: It's fine. Did you stay up last night?

Saya: Uhm…I stayed up late watching TV.

Kukuri: Actually, I was up late too. I wasn't doing anything, but the next thing I knew it was 1:00 a.m.

Saya: Kukuri-chan too? I see. Then I feel a little relieved.

Kukuri: We both should be careful not to fall asleep during class~

Kukuri: Even if the summer vacation seems long, it was so short. Let's work hard in the new semester.

Saya: Uhm. Let's do it!

Saya: (Ah, I'm about to yawn again…I should be careful not to attract attention in class)

Claudia: And that's the end of today's homeroom.

Saya: (It's finally over…I wanted to sleep during the class so badly)

Saya: (Now, I need to go to the club activities)

Saya: Fuaa…

Saya: (I was so relieved when the class was over, that I started to feel sleepy again…)

Saya: Fuaaaa…

Munakata: Whoa, that's a big yawn.

Saya: M-Munakata-senpai!!!

Saya: (He saw me yawning…!)

Munakata: I thought I was going to be sucked in by your yawn.

Saya: S-Sorry…

Saya: (Lately I feel like senpai has been seeing me in awkward situations, like how I slept last night…)

Munakata: So what caused the yawn?

Saya: Eh?

Munakata: I've never seen you yawn so many times and look so sleepy, so I was wondering if there is a reason behind it.

Saya: (What should I say…)

Choice: I stayed up late ❤️

Saya: Actually, I stayed up late last night. That's why I feel sleepy all day today.

Munakata: I see, so that was the reason.

Saya: I knew the next day would be the start of a new semester, but…

Munakata: I'm not mad at you just because you're yawning, so you don't have to be so depressed.

Munakata: But probably best not to let other people see it.

Saya: Y-You are right…! I'll be careful.

Choice: It's just a coincidence

Saya: I just happened to yawn,I am not sleepy at all.

Munakata: …Really?

Saya: Yeah! Really.

Munakata: However, you look very sleepy, but is it really just a coincidence?

Saya: Actually, I was sleepy all day today because I stayed up late.

Munakata: …I see. So that was the reason.

Saya: By the way, did senpai have something to do in second grade class?

Munakata: Yeah. I was making a round to check the appearance and behavior of the students.

Munakata: It's a new semester, and many students seem to be relaxed.

Saya: That's right. Thank you for your hard work.

Munakata: I was heading toward the second grade classroom to make my round and the first thing I saw was you yawning.

Saya: …I'm really sorry about that.

Munakata: Fufu. Please take a good rest today. It's not good for your health when the rhythm of your life is disrupted.

Saya: Thank you.

Munakata: By the way, are you going to club activities now?

Saya: Yeah.

Munakata: I apologize for the inconvenience, but could you please tell everyone that I'll be a little late today because I have to make a round of the Student Council office?

Saya: Got it.

Munakata: Thank you very much.

Munakata: Ahh, Konohana-san. I forgot. Please come closer for a moment.

Saya: Yeah, what is it?

Saya: (Whoa…Senpai is so…close)

Munakata: You seems a bit off guard. I can't believe you're not alarmed when I get this close…

Saya: (W-What does it mean…)

Munakata: Also, your ribbon is bent.

Saya: Eh!

Munakata: --This should do it.

Saya: T-Thank you.

Munakata: No need. Well then, I'll see you in the club room.

Saya: Fuua…I got nervous…

Kukuri: Hoho…There's more between you two than meets the eye.

Saya: Huh, Kukuri-chan. What are you doing?

Kukuri: I just happened to forget something in the classroom, and when I came back, I saw you and Munakata-senpai sharing a nice moment, so I hid.

Saya: Nice? What do you mean?

Kukuri: Don't hide it, don't hide it. Tell me about it in detail next time.

Saya: But I don't have anything to tell you, you know?

Kukuri: Later, later! I won't tell anyone, okay?

Saya: I'm telling you, there's really nothing at all…!

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[ornii]

hii don’t want to overwhelm you but if your free i was thinking my bitter half? i’m VERY invested.

My Better Bitter Half, Part 5

“Visions? Past or present?”

(Y/n) stood across his sister that night, both their arms folded against each other as they stand on the balcony.

“Sometimes both, I can’t particularly comprehend what these mean, besides bad omens.” Wednesday said, and (Y/n) furrows his eyebrows.

“These visions, they’re brought upon by anything specific?”

“No, the slightest touch brings these visions upon me.” Wednesday replies, you lean forward a bit, and gently poke her forhead, she stares daggers at you. Almost like a snake ready to strike.

“Nothing?” You ask.

“…No.” She replies almost in a growl from your poking.

“I was just checking.” You protest, your attitude quickly softens and you look at her.

“But seriously, if these visions cause you any pain or discomfort, I’ll do what I can to alleviate them.” You say, Wednesdays eyes darted from down to up at yours, a bit uncomfortable by your kindness.

“..Thank you, (Y/n).” She responds and you smile, eventually you lean against the balcony and ponder.

“The man who died in that car crash this morning, you knew because of your vision.” You say and Wednesday nods.

“I foresaw his demise. It was quite thrilling.” She says, before he can ask another question, Enid enters the room and the twins are interrupted by her spotting them and approaching, and she first notices the cello

“How the hell did you get that oversized violin out the window?” She says.

“It’s a Cello you—“ Wednesday says before she can insult Enid properly, (Y/n) interrupts, smiling a bit more seeing her.

“She had a pair of extra hands, or three.” You say, as thing crawls up your shoulder.

“Whoa. Where's the rest of him?” She asks, peering around.

“It's one of the great Addams family mysteries.” You say, “But, I should get going, let the new roommates get to know each other.” You step past your sister to leave but she quickly gets back in your way.

“Do Not leave me with her.” She says, you only smoke and gently pat her head.

“Sorry Mi Hermana, I have a life outside of you.” You step past and leave with thing, letting Wednesday awkwardly there with Enid, the two watch the night sky and the howling of wolves distract them, a conversation piece.

“Why aren't you wolfing out?” Wednesdays asks.

“Because I can't.” Enid said, and shows her nails which extend. “It's all I got. My mom says some wolves are late bloomers, but I've been to the best Lycanologist. I had to fly to Milwaukee, would you believe it? Yeah, she says there's a chance I may never... you know.” Enid said sadly, almost on the verge of tears.

“What happens then?”

“I'd become a lone wolf.”

“Sounds perfect.” Wednesdays says, much to the anger of Enid.

“Are you kidding me? My life would be officially over. I'd be kicked out of my family pack with no prospect of finding a mate!”

“I'm failing to see the problem here.”

“I could die alone.”

“We all die alone, Enid.”

“You really suck at this. Cheering people up.” Enid said, tears forming in her eyes.

“Why are you crying?” Wednesday asks..

“Because I'm upset! Haven't you ever cried, or are you above that too?” Enid sharply says, Wednesday sees the emotional turmoil Enid is in and decides to try and be helpful.

“It was the week after Halloween. I was six years old. I took my pet scorpion, Nero, out for his afternoon stroll, and we were ambushed. They wondered what kind of freak would have a scorpion for a pet. Two of them held me down and made me watch...while the others ran Nero over until...It was snowing when I buried what was left of him. I cried my little black heart out. But tears don't fix anything.

So I vowed to never do it again.” Wednesday says, Enid wipes a tear from her face.

“What did (Y/n) do?” She asks.

“He burned all of their houses down…” Wednesday responds, “As annoying, egotistical and overbearing as he is, he truly does care for me.” She said, and Enid laughs a bit.

“He really does love you, he talked a lot about you when he first came here. We had weird siblings so we bonded over it.” Enid says,Your secret's safe with me. Still think you're weird as sh¡t, though.”

“The feeling is incredibly mutual…How would you like your single room back? You just need to show me how to use your computer.”

Inside (Y/n)’s dorm, he was finishing up reading a script for a play. Before his roommate, Ajax enters.

“Duuuuuuude.” He says though his high as a kite mentality. You close the script and then turn your attention towards him.

“Yes?” You ask.

“You gotta try these brownies.”

“And melt my brain cells? No thank you.” You reply, Ajax shrugs and eats one. He sits on his bed and begins to let his mouth wander.

“So… I was hanging with Enid right?”

“Yup.” You say coldly. While your feelings for Enid were, strong, intense and you wish you could confess to the heavens your adoration, but, it’s hard. And Ajax isn’t making it any easier.

“Like she’s great and all, like super cute but how do I know she’s like, the one?” He asks you, gripping the script harder you take a deep breath and force a smile.

“Ajax, as riveting at this conversation is, I think you should have it with Enid.”

“I would but she’s away.”

“…Away where?” You ask, fearing Wednesday has “Taken care” of Enid.

“To the festival at Jericho, she went with your sister.” Ajax said. For a moment you look relieved, until you realize the open area.

“… Shit.” You quickly stand up and rush to your coat. Quickly putting it on, Ajax turns to face you, oblivious to what’s going on.

“Where are you going?” He asks.

“Jericho, I’ll catch a shuttle..” you say and storm off to find your sister before she goes off the grid.

Getting shuttled to the carnival, you step out of the vehicle and quickly scan the area. You begin to walk though lines and crowds searching, it’s easy as Wednesday, much like you stood out too much in a place full of color. Your eyes quickly scan and spot the black and white raven, who’s following Rowan into the forest. You angrily follow, pushing past the gloomy forest and eventually reach them, before you can yell, you watch Wednesday be levitated into the air. Rowan’s eyes focus so, insanely toward her.

“You're the one who's in danger.” He said.

“What are you doing?” Wednesday was able to speak though her confinement.

“Saving everyone from you. I have to kill you. Girl in the picture. That's you.”

“You want to kill me because of some picture?”

“My mother drew that picture 25 years ago when she was a student at Nevermore. She was a powerful Seer. Told me about it before she died.”

“Rowan, put her down!” You yell, he turns his attention to you running at him full force. Rowan flexed his other hand, sending you flying back into a tree, your head hits and ricochets like a ball and you hit the ground. Hard unconscious.

“No! My mother said it was my destiny to stop these two if they ever came to Nevermore, because they will destroy the school and everyone in it.” Rowan says, he prepares to kill Wednesday, (Y/n) opens his eyes and sits up, he stands and walks towards Rowan, as the power of the other Addams twin is shown. He turns around as he sees his body, lying on the ground. He turns back and walks to Rowan. Ready to suffocate Wednesday, Rowan grins, until his arm begins to shake violently. Something is stopping him, his entire body begins to convulse and stiffen up, Wednesday falls and catches her breath. She looks at Rowan, and he smirks.

“Are you alright?” “Rowan” asks her, Wednesday stands up.

“Why are you concerned for my health? You were just trying to kill me.”

“No, Rowan was, your dear brother saved you, you’re welcome.” Rowan says, as Wednesday comes to the realization who he is.

“(Y/n)”

“Guilty as Charged, now care to explain to me why you’re trying to escape now—“ you ask, suddenly you turn left to get tackled out of Rowan’s body. You hit the Spiritual ground as you hear flesh being torn, screams and echoes of pain rip though the air. After crawling back to your body you lie down, and awaken once more. You’re immediately greeted by your sister, making sure you’re you.

“(Y/n)? (Y/n)?” She said, the concern in her voice was so, genuine. You sat up, holding your back, it seems slamming into that tree did more damage than you thought.

“Im here.” You say, a slight look of relief washes over her. You and Wednesdays look forward to see Rowan’s corpse, mangled and trashed with blood.

“Wednesday, what happened?” You ask, and she shows you this, page from a book. Of a witch, a pair, a Wizard and Witch together, seemingly facing an ongoing evil from what hellish land.

“…Your room.” You say, and Wednesday reluctantly agrees. The twins return back to Wednesdays dorm to analyze what information they have, the picture, and the arrest record of Their father, Gomez addams.

Suddenly, the Crystal Ball begins to cloud up, and Gomez and Morticia appear:

“Hello, my little black clouds, So tell us darling, how was your first week?” Gomez asks.

“Let's see. I narrowly avoided death twice, discovered that my father may be a murderer, learned that I could potentially destroy the school, and was mysteriously saved by a homicidal monster.” Wednesday thinks.

“As much as it pains me to admit, you were right, Mother. I think I'm going to love it here.” She says, and turns to you.

“So. No more plans to run away?”

“No brother, it seems we were destined to destroy this school… and I’d like to find out why.”

“Hm… well if it keeps you here, fine by me, let’s see what horrors this school has hidden.”

[alexaatla]

gothcleats as songs from each of the taylor swift (yes that one) album

im so sick in the head about them and i haven’t made a post about them in a while so here ya go

DEBUT-Our Song

starting out with a soft silly one first, also scarys a musician so this makes sense 😽

lyrics: “Our song is the slamming screen door

Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window

When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow

'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know

Our song is the way you laugh

The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"”

FEARLESS- The Way I Loved You

i know this song is about missing an ex and all, but in the context of gothcleats i want to interpret it like gothcleats in the “betrayal arc”

lyrics: “But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain

And it's 2 a.m. and I'm cursing your name

So in love that you act insane

And that's the way I loved you”

SPEAK NOW- The Story of Us

imo this is one of the most gothcleats songs of all time, again during the “betrayal arc” and it gives very big “enemies closer” vibes with being so close to each other but not knowing what to say. it’s also very much scarys POV

lyrics: “Oh, I'm scared to see the ending

Why are we pretending this is nothing?

I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how

I've never heard silence quite this loud

Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room

And we're not speaking and I'm dying to know

Is it killing you like it's killing me? Yeah

I don't know what to say since the twist of fate

When it all broke down

And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now”

RED- I Almost Do

ep 25 core and also after the betrayal el oh el

lyrics: “I bet

You think I either moved on or hate you

'Cause each time you reach out there's no reply

I bet

It never ever occurred to you

That I can't say "Hello" to you

And risk another goodbye

And I just wanna tell you

It takes everything in me not to call you

And I wish I could run to you

And I hope you know that every time I don't

I almost do

I almost do

Oh, we made quite a mess, babe

It's probably better off this way

And I confess, babe

In my dreams you're touching my face

And asking me if I wanna try again with you

And I almost do”

1989-Out Of The Woods

this song is being able to make it through something difficult together, which is what gothcleats had been doing this entire fucking time, they just want to be out of the woods

lyrics: “Looking at it now

Last December

(Last December)

We were built to fall apart

Then fall back together

(Back together)

Ooh, your necklace hanging from my neck

The night we couldn't quite forget

When we decided, we decided

To move the furniture so we could dance

Baby, like we stood a chance

Two paper airplanes flying, flying, flying

And I remember thinking

Are we out of the woods yet?”

AND

“Remember when you hit the brakes too soon?

Twenty stitches in a hospital room

When you started crying, baby, I did too

But when the sun came up, I was looking at you

Remember when we couldn't take the heat?

I walked out, I said "I'm setting you free"

But the monsters turned out to be just trees

When the sun came up you were looking at me”

(also “looking at it now/ last december/ we were built to fall apart/ and fall back together” december is i’m pretty sure around when ep 31 with the fireball/ “you can try to kill me but i wont hurt you” scenario would fall timeline wise)

REPUTATION- King Of My Heart

there’s not much reason to this song other than just the vibe reminds me of them and they deserve to be happy 🫶

lyrics: “Salute to me, I'm your American Queen

And you move to me like I'm a Motown beat

And we rule the kingdom inside my room

'Cause all the boys and their expensive cars

With their Range Rovers and their Jaguars

Never took me quite where you do

And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for

King of my heart, body and soul, ooh whoa”

AND

“Is this the end of all the endings?

My broken bones are mending

With all these nights we're spending

Up on the roof with a school girl crush

Drinking beer out of plastic cups

Say you fancy me, not fancy stuff

Baby, all at once, this is enough”

(honestly another good choice for this would’ve been dress and it might’ve fit better but I LOVE KOMH OKAY)

LOVER-The Archer

while a lot of the songs in lover are very soft and nice, and gothcleats well, isnt, The Archer i think shows scarys hesitancy to become close to link and the other teens, because people have left her continuously in the past. she doesn’t believe people should want to stay with her.

lyrics: “I've been the archer

I've been the prey

Screaming, who could ever leave me, darling?

But who could stay?

(I see right through me, I see right through me)

'Cause they see right through me

They see right through me

They see right through

Can you see right through me?

They see right through

They see right through me

I see right through me

I see right through me

All the king's horses, all the king's men

Couldn't put me together again

'Cause all of my enemies started out friends

Help me hold onto you”

FOLKLORE- exile

link defended scary for a lot of the things she did, despite her telling and proving to him that he shouldn’t have, he did. this song to me is directly after the death of tony pepperoni and realizing what she’s left him with.

lyrics: “And it took you five whole minutes

To pack us up and leave me with it

Holdin' all this love out here in the hall

I think I've seen this film before

And I didn't like the ending

You're not my homeland anymore

So what am I defending now?

You were my town

Now I'm in exile, seein' you out

I think I've seen this film before”

AND

“I can see you starin', honey

Like he's just your understudy

Like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me

Second, third, and hundredth chances

Balancin' on breaking branches

Those eyes add insult to injury”

EVERMORE- right where you left me

wow gothcleats angst goes hard in evermore and folklore. this song shows the moment frozen in time of either link saying “get the fuck out of my house scary”

lyrics: “Help, I'm still at the restaurant

Still sitting in a corner I haunt

Cross-legged in the dim light

They say, "What a sad sight"

I, I swear you could hear a hair pin drop

Right when I felt the moment stop

Glass shattered on the white cloth

Everybody moved on

I, I stayed there

Dust collected on my pinned-up hair

They expected me to find somewhere

Some perspective, but I sat and stared”

AND

“Did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen?

Time went on for everybody else, she won't know it

She's still 23 inside her fantasy

How it was supposed to be

Did you hear about the girl who lives in delusion?

Break-ups happen every day, you don't have to lose it

She's still 23 inside her fantasy

And you're sitting in front of me”

MIDNIGHTS- Midnight Rain

something something scary growing up with a general lack of love in her life while link has felt nothing but something something

lyrics: “My boy was a montage

A slow-motion, love potion

Jumping off things in the ocean

I broke his heart 'cause he was nice

He was sunshine, I was midnight rain

He wanted it comfortable

I wanted that pain

He wanted a bride

I was making my own name

Chasing that fame

He stayed the same

All of me changed like midnight”

honorable mentions!

-dress

-back to december

-you belong with me

-the lucky one (hear me ou-)

in conclusion, i love them and taylor swift, thank you and goodnight

[joannaliceevans-fanficblog]

You Will Find Me: Chapter 9.

Whoa it's been a hot minute since I wrote about these two! And sorry it's been a while! I had it in my drafts for long time, and I just wasn't happy with it...until now!

Also, this series almost coming to an end, with 4 more chapters left.

I know it's not one of biggest and popular series that I've written. But I love these two none the less, as it was one of my original OG fics.

Anyways, enough of me blabbing!

A big thanks to @hollybee8917 for betaing this!

Frank

It was late in the evening when Frank walked into the Inn. Beth was busy with the front desk, checking in the weekend guests. He looked around the lobby area, Sarah wasn’t anywhere in sight. Sighing, he headed to the restaurant and entered through the double doors. As he walked in, the whole place was in chaos due to the busy night. From there, he could see the bakery in full swing, and his beloved working. 

He noticed Sarah’s smile as she laughed with the bakers, helping them make some items. But it quickly disappeared when she looked up from piping whipped cream onto the fresh fruit cake, looking at him for a moment before returning to what she was doing.

Frank would have gone over to her, but he could tell she was still mad. So with one last sigh, he turned and left the Inn. As he gathered his luggage, a taxi came around, stopping to pick Frank up. As the taxi was driving out the driveway, for some reason, maybe hope, Frank turned around thinking that somehow Sarah had a change of heart and ran after him as in those romantic movies they would watch. Slowly though, the Inn was fading away from his sight as the driver continued on. Frank made one last attempt to call her but was sent straight to voicemail. He took a deep breath and left a voicemail.

“I hope we can figure things out and I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. We have been through so much together to just let it all go. I will wait for you to come back to me.”

**

The following morning, Frank arrived at his family home, his parent’s driver, Mr. Davis, pulled into their driveway and opened the car door once he’d parked and shut the engine off. Frank got out to see his mother was standing there.

“Where’s Sarah?” Evelyn asked as Frank walked up to the front. He sighed and looked toward his mother.

“Back at the Inn,” he said and walked into the house.

“Something happened, didn’t it?” Evelyn asked, knowing that something did indeed happen before her son came to see her.

Frank paused and turned around, “Nothing-“

“She’s starting to remember everything, am I correct?” Evelyn asked.

“Mother, I came here to help you, not to be interrogated” Frank said, changing the subject.

“I know that and I’m grateful, but you know, you can’t keep that a secret forever. From the beginning I’ve told you to be honest with her -“

“Mother, I can, I will keep it from her. I love her, and she’s-“

“But you’re being selfish. You know she belongs to someone else. You know that-“

“Cut it, mother!” Frank yelled and headed upstairs to his old bedroom.

“Franklin Adler, you can’t hide from this! The truth will eventually come out!” His mother yelled, as the door slammed shut.

**

Sarah

Beep

Beep

The annoying sound of her alarm clock blared in her ear. Moaning, Sarah rolled over, picked up her phone, and swiped the red button. Looking through one eye, the time read 3:30 am. Placing her phone down, Sarah kicked the sheets off and got up. The cold immediately hit her, and she grabbed her robe from the chair in front of her. She wrapped it around her, tying it nice and snug. Yawning once more, Sarah went to the bathroom to do her business.

As she got to the bottom of the stairs, Sarah headed to the bar to make her morning latte. She knew that she was still in her robe, in her nightgown and still looked like sleep had won the battle, but she didn’t care.

“You’re up early.” Sarah heard a familiar voice, causing her to turn around, Sarah smiled at Beth.

“Oh Beth, you know I’m always awake at this time.” Sarah said as she put the first two shots into her cup.

“That’s true, but honey, is everything okay? You seem upset.” Beth asked as she took a seat at the bar. Sarah thought for a moment, debating on if she should tell Betty.

“Frank and I argued last night,” Sarah said quietly. 

Beth looked at her, knowing that something else was going on, but at the same time knowing that Sarah wasn't ready to tell the rest. Before Sarah could respond, the front desk phone rang, and Beth left to answer it.

**

Nat

While Steve took advantage of the boat tours, Natasha was sitting down in the lobby working on research. The kind lady at the front desk told Steve that Frank was out for the rest of the week and that their tour guide would be Lewis.

As Nat stared at her computer screen, she looked out to see that the sun was out amid clear skies. Smiling, Nat closed her laptop, packed everything, and headed out. It was warm as Nat strolled, a familiar voice was heard. As she continued to walk, the voice sounded more like a cry. Nat wanted to ignore it but the more she walked, the louder it got. The moment she got closer, the more familiar it became.

The woman sat on the bench, wiping her eyes as she wrapped her arms around her tight hoping the pain would go away. Nat then took a seat on the bench next to her. Not wanting to intrude, Nat gave her time to collect herself.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t see you there.” Nat heard her say. Nat noticed that she was looking for a tissue when Nat grabbed a handkerchief in her purse and extended her hand to her. The woman tried to decline her offer, but Nat insisted.

“Thank you, you didn’t have to.” The woman said as she dabbed her eyes, and Nat smiled.

“It’s not a problem,” Nat said. The two sat in silence for a moment until Nat turned towards the woman.

“You seem to be alone; wanna join me for lunch?” Nat asked. The woman looked at her for a moment and smiled.

“I would like that, but I don’t even know who-“

“I’m Natasha. But my friends call me Nat.” The woman looked at her for a second.

“That’s a pretty name; I’m Sarah.” She said with a smile.

**

During the walk to the restaurant, Nat asked if she'd been there before, knowing she already knew the answer but needed to play dumb for a bit. Sarah told Nat she was the owner of the Inn. Nat gave a surprised look and apologized.

“Oh, don’t be sorry, Nat, I don’t expect people to know unless they see the website. But I do own this place with my fiancée.” Sarah said she led Nat inside. Nat then watched as she talked to the hostess, bringing them to the outside patio and looking over the beachside. It was a bit chilly, but luckily, the heater was on.

“I have to ask, but if it’s too personal, you don’t have-“

“How did I meet Frank? It’s fine, and I get that question a lot. But to answer your question, Frank saved me. I was involved in a serious car accident, he was driving by. My car was down in a ditch.” Sarah said quietly.

Nat looked at her in shock; then she noticed the scarring on her face. The more Nat looked at her, the more she knew that there was something more to this story. For her car to go down into the ditch? There had to be something that caused it to be that bad, not even Neal remembered what really happened.

“Anyways, enough sappiness; what are you in the mood for?” Sarah asked. Shaking her head, Nat smiled and picked up the menu.

“Well, last night, I had the Salmon Parcells. Oh, this looks good. The Spring Citrus Strawberry Salad.” Nat said. Sarah laughed as she too placed her menu down.

“My sous chef and I made that one. Do you like Feta Cheese?” Sarah asked, making Nat smiled.

“Of course, it reminds me of an old friend I had.” Nat said sadly, and Sarah looked at her.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Then-“

“No, it’s okay. She’s not gone. We just-she went missing, and I miss her dearly but I know she will come back.” Nat said, smiling through her pain.

**

Andy

Andy stepped out of the bathroom after a nice relaxing shower. He’d had a long night last night trying to find more information on his wife’s whereabouts. Even being a successful ADA, Andy couldn’t for the life of him figure out why he was at a dead end. Everything was leading him in circles. As he changed, Andy saw the black box on his side of the bed. He knew what it was, he’d placed it there the night he returned to this house. Now and then, he would take it out, and her memories would come flooding his mind.

He sat on the bed, letting everything sink in. Andy looked at the ring and placed it onto his left hand without thinking it out. The moment he had it on, he felt an instant connection: her voice, scent, everything.

“I’m coming, sweetheart,” Andy said out loud.

Beep

Beep

His phone rang, disturbing his thoughts. He placed the box down and grabbed his phone from his side table. Steve was on his screen, and Andy picked up right away.

Steve, what’s up? Anything new?

Andy, I do have news. And you’re not going to believe what I found.”

[e-m-p-error]

🎶

Send 🎶 and I will pick out a song from my playlist that I think would suit our muse’s dynamic

[ Valentino ]

Gonna go ahead and still do the how they currently are, a song for plotting, and a song Val listens to to think about him. I sure love making things Overcomplicated!

Song That Fits Them Currently:

Val keeps causing fights because he's scared of losing Vox, so he fights with him partially to push him away. Vox manages to get him to snap out of it pretty easily, but he's very good at crying and throwing a tantrum when things don't go his way.

What you crying about, baby? Are you getting lazy? Clear blue sky but it rains all the late fees Did you get the payment? We had an arrangement We don't wanna watch the news, we just read statements Yeah, do you wanna party? Malibu Barbie Are you gonna pack that shit up when it all comes tumbling down? Do you wanna party? Malibu Barbie Are you gonna pack that shit up when it all comes tumbling down?

So go and pitch your fit, no one gives a shit Better off if you just get over it

I'm going crazy Little tiny Hollywood baby Brand new Mercedes I've been at the crib going crazy Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa-oh

Song I Would Like To Plot For:

I REALLY WANT TO PLAY WITH THEM WHEN VAL TRIED TO KILL HIM. The scene is always so much fun to write and I love the idea that Vox's dicks are what saved him from getting murderlized.

I wait in intermission I remove inhibition I don't speak, nobody's listenin' It's not safe to seek the attention I won't sink, I won't wallow In this dream that I have borrowed So don't lead, I won't follow There's no sense in waiting for tomorrow

'Cause I'm hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow Hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow

I move in all directions I don't need any protection And this beast is interjecting And this soul can't help but connect it And I'm ill with all that I know 'Cause it shows what little I know I want sacred, I want final And I'm seeking it wherever I go

Song Valentino Listens To To Think Of Vox:

Val recornizes that his feelings for Vox are dangerous and he feels stupid for how much he loves him. He loves him so much that it hurts him sometimes. He hurts himself over it and it causes fights between them.

Hey, tell me what you want me to say You know I'm stupid for you Hey, can you come-a-come out and play? You know I'm stupid for you

I'm color-coding my moods, you're yellow, I'm natural blue Let's get together and be green like my insides At least I'll match your eyes, jealous and hypnotized Let's match our faces and be equally in love

Hey, tell me what you want me to say You know I'm stupid for you Hey, can you come-and-come out and play? You know I'm stupid for you

Let's trash our whole afternoon, reciting recycled news Until we melt and go back to your hotel room I'll be your new favorite tune, I'll be your black cloud by June But only when you miss the rain like I miss you

Just double dare me And I promise now That I'll stay It's not like you're married, but I still got carried away

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: September 18, 2020

Lyrics:

Yeah, yeah

I don't remember much about last night

Woke up on a couch sunrise

Saw the living room

Through these bloodshot eyes of mine

Cold sober

You didn't like that I come home late

4 a.m. but it's a Friday, babe

And I've been working hard

Can't you give me some space

'Stead of shouting out, "Oh my God"

Whoa, oh yeah

Whoa, oh yeah

I go out with some new friends

But it just makes me miss you more

More

I spend all my money drinking on my own, yeah

In this bar, just sat here staring at my phone

And I keep second-guessing where did I go wrong?

I know I'm proud

But I've had one too many

Come take me home

So now I'm the one that's crying

I didn't wanna call 'cause I didn't wanna fight

I swear that I was trying, yeah

But everybody falls when their head's a little high

And I've never meant to get so out my mind

With you playing cool, just pretending it's fine

Oh, we've been 'round, 'round, 'round this

Too many times before

Whoa, oh yeah

Whoa, oh yeah

I go out with some new friends

But it just makes me miss you more

More

I spend all my money drinking on my own, yeah

In this bar, just sat here staring at my phone

And I keep second-guessing where did I go wrong?

I know I'm proud

But I've had one too many

Come take me home

I don't know how lucky

How lucky I am, I am, I am, no

I guess sometimes I should give more of a damn

A damn, a damn about you

I don't know how lucky

How lucky I am, I am, I am, no

I know we're both stubborn

Push each other's buttons

I'd rather do it with you, but

I spend all my money drinking on my own, yeah

In this bar, just sat here staring at my phone

I spend all my money drinking on my own, yeah

In this bar, just sat here staring at my phone, yeah

And I keep second-guessing where did I go wrong?

I know I'm proud

But I've had one too many

Come take me home

Songwriter:

Come take me home

Yeah, I've had one too many

Mich Hansen / Daniel Davidsen / Peter Wallevik / Cleo Tighe / Boy Matthews

SongFacts:

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Wanted Plots (Sep-Oct)

whoa heyyyyyyyy it's been a hot second since i've done one of these apparently :joy:

I've got some prompts I'm interested in picking up on Selena this board! So, better late to post than never or something? I need my Fruit Ninja.

Old

fwuit ninja — sword +1

i'mma be honest part of the reason i want to do it so bad is cuz i'm proud of myself for making a prompt that got voted in :crylaugh: IC-WISE THO I think Selena would be one of the folks interested in cleaning up after all the mess is made; because like, wasteful. Could be made to participate in the games though if it is promised that she and whoever she's playing with will clean it all up afterwards. taken by: katarina ( @ephemeralove )

i'm a healer, but... — gauntlet +1

I think Selena is neat for the fact that she's a mage/staff user but is built like a physical fighter GWAHAHA (i saw this especially when working on her stats meta—get that hp growth gurl!!—but it's also partially a HC thing dw bout it:sparkles:) As such, she wouldn't be too disheartened if she had to fight without her tomes/any other conventional weapons! We need to be brutal? Whatever it takes :stare: taken by: ena ( @spinnerofhope )

investigating foul magic — reason +1

FAKE BOOK READER ALERT I actually have no familiarity with Dorian Gray haha I just think the prompt is neat! I think the idea of someone no longer being the person you devoted yourself to would also be really interesting for Selena to interact with as a third-party, even if her only prior experience with the topic is in a platonic sense. Also, as someone with a degree of experience with magic, she'd want to lend her skill to resolving the mystery and fixing the situation however she can. taken by: linhardt ( @warpaway )

caring for the helpless — faith +1

Selena doesn't expect herself to be a parent anytime soon (or possibly ever? Don't worry about it), but she still thinks being able to work with/care for kids is an important skill to have! Maybe not like this. She still wants to try though!!! taken by: tethys ( @stepsahead )

New

control yourself (or don't) — faith +1

TIL sacred stones has the berserk staff :joy: Selena may or may not have a faint familiarity with it, but the moment she realizes how dangerous it is, she's going to step in and try to control its magic. Whether she or her partner ends up getting berserk'd doesn't really matter to me, though you might want to be lightning-proof if it's Selena :crylaugh: taken by: ephraim ( @heliacalrisings )

children...... — any +1

I'm imagining Selena to be interacting with the babified muse, and in this instance, I'm mostly interested in this prompt for people Selena has already interacted with before (though they need not be complete interactions; just enough that she can recognize them and have a sense of who they are in modern-day)! Selena as the babified also works, but your muse ought to be prepared for a child who is not too much different from how she is at present :joy: Mostly looking at a contrast between who you are now and who you used to be. taken by: m!alear ( @alyration )

Aside from the ones I've listed above, she's also interested in the old authority and old any+ prompts (with a vague sense of comparing customer service to knighthood), the heavy armor prompt (with an idea of the unrelenting cold and what it can do to people), and both flying prompts (with no proper ideas right now), but I'd ask anyone who asks for those to have an idea beforehand or be prepared to hash something out, 'cause I don't have enough formulated to come up with a proper thread call for them fdnsjkfn

Oh, and of course! I'm always down to thread non-mission board stuff, just hmu! DMs are preferred for easier tracking, but pings in plotting work; and for the dash-bound, I'm also cool with IMs for the same reason as DMs! Thank you all kindly :saluting_face::sparkles:

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Hey! If you haven't read Sam's origin story, or the follow up(s) please click these links to catch up and not be confused. Thanks so much, and enjoy this neat little AU statement for late Season one.

Statement one: Bound by Fate

Statement two: Regarding Sam Robinson

Supplemental: By Martin

[We open in the staff break room, with Sam's voices becoming more audible as we walk in, Tim's also audible. As their voices become clear, we hear the following]

T: Alright well, Good seeing you as always, A nice little treat to have you stop in and see me at work, But uh, I'd better get back to it before the big boss comes down and tells me to. I'll see you later Babe, enjoy the coffee for me!

[We hear tims footsteps, and the sound of someone sipping on coffee, and then abruptly Elias and Tim Collide.]

T: Whoa, Sorry there Elias, don't worry I'm not slacking off on the job. Just taking my break, as scheduled.

E: I'm not concerned about your work ethic, Tim. I just.. wanted a cup of coffee. That's all.

T: Well, alright then. I'm off. Don't be too mean to Sam, yeah? They've had a rough go of it.

E: I'm sure they have. No, don't worry. I'm just paying a visit for coffee and a little conversation, and then it's back to my paperwork. Lots of paperwork when you're the boss, you know.

[We hear tim's footsteps getting gradually quieter as Elias talks about the details of his job. He enter the room with Sam Robinson, and their voices desynchronize for a moment, showing clearly the three seperate tones.]

S: *laughs softly* Well, well, Well! I was wondering when you'd show. I don't find myself to be the patient type these days, you know.

E: Oh yes, I'm very well aware.. [sounds of a coffee being made, just a spoon hitting the cup for example] of your.. situation. I'm sure you're aware of that already, though. You're probably wondering why I'm here, in the first place.

S: Not really, I mean, I know what you do to those you deem a threat to your precious institute, So why wouldn't you -

[Elias laughs heartily]

E: You? A threat to my insitute? Hardly. You've sent many our way, and I.. thank you for it. No. You see, in this particular case I'm just taking an interest in my employee's lives. When I noticed Tim's.. Concentration had shifted at work, I decided to.. look into it a bit closer.

S: So that's what this is about? Hawaiian shirt? He's a good lay, but I fail to see what our relationship has to do with your job?

E: You changed your tattoos, and the best you could come up with to hide the fact was that they'd never been different in the first place? I mean really. Someone with your talents should surely have an intellect to back them.. It's causing his thoughts to be fuzzy. Making it harder to read him.

S: Ah. Now it all makes sense. So then, do you watch even when we're in the sack? [Their voice teasing, almost taunting but not quite crossing the line. Thoroughly amused. Elias sighs deeply]

E: Regrettably, on a few occassions I've caught a glimpse of what you two get up to. Frankly, I wish I could purge it from my mind, but seeing as I cannot, I've come to ask you, politely, to break things off with Tim. That particular problem has interefered with my own work on numerous occassions.

S: Sorry, but no.

E: Surely I misheard you, Could you -

S: I said, No, Elias, I will not end things with Tim. I recognize it's creating some.. obstacles for you, but believe me I've tried. The man is persistant, and persuasive, no doubt that's part of the reason you hired him - And that's precisely why I can't and won't break things off with Tim. I'm happy. He's happy. Just leave us be, and your precious institute will function the same as it always has. I'll stop making work visits and keep it more.. professional. Does that arrangement work for you?

E: As long as the two of you stop having sex in the supply closet, I don't really care if you stop in or not. What I care about is the discrepencies in your tattoos. Should you change them again, at least have the decency to inform me first, so I can remove the footage of the old ones & attempt to corrupt any old images.

S: The older images have been replaced with photoshopped copies, the only things needing a change would be your archives, Elias. Any and all video feeds of me have been removed, I do know a thing or two, you know. You should treat a fellow collegue with more respect.

E: Collegue? You do have a sense of humor about you, don't you. More like underling I don't have to pay.

[At this, Sam chuckles.]

S: Too right. Then I think I understand perfectly clear, and you shouldn't have to worry about good old Timothy any longer.

E: Good, I'm glad that's settled then. As a reward for your cooperation, have this. [We hear a cup being put down] I don't care for this particular blend. But I happen to know you'll like it. Take it as a token of good faith, and don't disappoint me.

[Sam begins to protest as written below, and Elias walks out briskly]

S: Or what, hmm? We both know you can't hurt me.. Not like you usually do. Oi, don't you walk away from me! Elias! [It goes quiet for a moment] ah well.. [sam takes a sip of the coffee] Damn, he really did make it just right.. not even I can do that. Maybe I should've shagged that one instead. No. Too much baggage with that old man.

[Recording ends]

[pesterloglog]

Horuss Zahhak, Meenah Peixes

Act 6, page 5398

HORUSS: 8=D < Respectfully, your Superlative Magnificency, I do not think that would be advisable.

MEENAH: whoa shocker of the centaury

#HORSE PUN #DIS GIRL #ON FIYA

HORUSS: 8=D < Of course, I will if you order me to without hesitation. But lately I've been attempting to canter down a trail of nonviolence.

HORUSS: 8=D < I've been saddled for so long with anger and hostility, and now my focus is on solving problems in ways that do not involve confrontation or physical STRENGTH.

#Soon I may even be able to say STRENGTH without shouting.

HORUSS: 8=D < Technology can solve so many problems, for instance. Do you have any idea how much energy is stored in sweat which may be released through its steam?

HORUSS: 8=D < Have you any clue as to the MIGHT of a quadrupedal automaton powered by raging currents of steam coursing through its e%quisite horizontal torso, and finally jetting through a perfect pair of metal nostrils? I could build as many as you like, my Empress.

MEENAH: um no think i will pass on taking an army of snorting horsebots with me

#unless you build those suckas out of gold

MEENAH: so thats all you do is build stupid shit that runs on your sweat now?

MEENAH: cause i could really use a guy with muscle

MEENAH: i dunno if you seen this skull dude but he is RIPP-ED

#kinda hot actually

HORUSS: 8=D < Oh no, that's far from my only preoccupation. I have also taken some time to perfect the art of humor.

HORUSS: 8=D < Would you like to hear a joke?

MEENAH: oh noes...

#fine

HORUSS: 8=D < A horse trots into a thirst shanty. His muscular shoulders slouched, his noble head hanging low.

HORUSS: 8=D < The dairyjerk observes that the great beast is clearly despondent, and asks:

HORUSS: 8=========D < Why the long face?

MEENAH: euurergh

MEENAH: zahhak god damn it i am royally orderin you to stop doing that face forever

HORUSS: 8=o < At once, my lady.

HORUSS: 8o < My formerly perky visage withdraws, while my fully erect posture shrivels at your regal disapproval.

HORUSS: (ಠ益ಠ;) < I shall henceforth emote in my customary manner, as such.

MEENAH: respect

[roci-wolf]

okay so. the album.

hehe i wrote all my thoughts and ranked the songs here~ if you’re interested

but yeah i agree with everything you said. hall of fame truly is THAT GIRL!! i love that song. it’s such a trip to listen to. and it’s the perfect intro to SKZ, not just the album

and s-class… i definitely see what you mean. i think when i first heard it i was like WHOA what’s going onnnnnn cause it was just very very interesting for them to switch genres like that. and i had a theory about it too but i also didn’t bother looking into it bc i got lazy AHHAHAHAHAH but yeah it’s such a great song

and honestly i didn’t really pay too much attention to FNF at first. and then i did and i was like…. amazed. cause i didn’t know they were singing about the nature lost during the fire in australia! i– like that really shocked me. i didn’t mention it when i first wrote my song impressions bc i was so focused on *cough* criticising certain songwriting *cough* 👀😂 but really when i realised i was completely floored. not just by the song but also by the fact that they made that song? like… chris and felix… man, it’s rare for people to love their home country this much, yknow? to write a song for it. they definitely didn’t have to. but they did, out of love. and i just… idk colour me impressed and touched, i suppose.

and yes chan expressing his thoughts and encouragement in youtiful was very heartwarming 💛 i do think it’s a beautiful song. like the melody is just… so calming. i just wish the lyrics were better jejdjdhshsjd (man i feel so mean. esp since he’s my bias and i’m sure he poured his heart into it but !!! i just– can’t HAHAHAHAH)

yesss, i read what you wrote about the songs and damn, i agree with everything... and i mean, EVERYTHING if yk what i mean... i'll get to that 👀

tbh hall of fame could easily be a marvel soundtrack and i think that's what makes me like it so so much kcjskdn

and yeah, i get what you mean with s-class! it really does sound plausible, idk if they did it with that in mind but i can see the vision and it fits sooo

yesss, it also took me a while to notice fnf, but after reading the lyrics and watching the mv as well, it gave me goosebumps. now, the songwriting... is definitely better than youtiful 🤣 and no, you are not mean, what you did is constructive criticism and you were honest so it's ok! i have the same thoughts, i just didn't say anything because i've seen some stays debate over it and i wanted to play it safe 😭 but don't worry bestie, i agree, it rlly isn't chan's best written song, but the act in itself is appreciated and it shows that they rlly do pay attention to what their fans say

and i am sure that chan would be very happy to read your opinion, because how else is an artist supposed to grow if they don't see their mistakes, right? anyway, it wasn't really a 'mistake', just a work that could have been chiseled a little more. but yeah, my point is, i'm sure he'd understand 🤣 and that he'd love you just as much regardless. and as you said, i think that more practice on his part would bring much better results from him. i've noticed him getting more confident and writing english lyrics more often lately so i'm sure we can look forward to some better full eng songs

i meaaan, connected is really enjoyable and it's written well according to it's genre soo 👀 i'm expectant for what else he has in store

[xynchronicity]

Felt the need to find some songs for Siren and/or The Others so...oop 👀 This is a long post btw... 😅

Siren:

Surface Pressure - Encanto

Pressure, like a drip, drip, drip that'll never stop, whoa Pressure that'll tip, tip, tip 'til you just go pop, whoa, oh, oh Give it to your sister, your sister's older Give her all the heavy things we can't shoulder Who am I if I can't run with the ball? If I fall to Pressure like a grip, grip, grip, and it won't let go, whoa Pressure like a tick, tick, tick 'til it's ready to blow, whoa, oh, oh Give it to your sister, your sister's stronger See if she can hang on a little longer Who am I if I can't carry it all? If I falter Under the surface I hide my nerves, and it worsens, I worry something is gonna hurt us Under the surface The ship doesn't swerve as it heard how big the iceberg is Under the surface I think about my purpose, can I somehow preserve this?

Towards Eternity

Everything you had fought for Slowly faded away in your hate If you could see her once more Would you tell her it's not too late? Follow your destiny Resting eternally Go to your destiny Sleeping eternally If you are caught in the final silence Do you see? You are there where you wanna be If you are caught in the dark and can't get out Listen now, you are lost, better take a bow

The Others:

Dream - Imagine Dragons

In the dark And I'm right on the middle mark I'm just in the tier of everything That rides below the surface And I watch from a distance seventeen And I'm short of the others dreams Of being golden and on top It's not what you painted in my head There's so much there instead of all the colors that I saw Oh, we all are living in a dream But life ain't what it seems Oh, everything's a mess And all these sorrows I have seen They lead me to believe That everything's a mess But I wanna dream I wanna dream Leave me to dream I know all your reasons To keep me from seeing Everything is actually a mess But now I am leaving All of us were only dreaming Everything is actually a mess

Both:

Unravel From Tokyo Ghoul

I look in the mirror and see but a stranger Our images are intertwined, but both of us are left behind Unbreakable, yet breakable Unstable, yet unshakable I won't let you be corrupted I'm slowly but surely fading away to nothing My twisted existence is surely something that I can't escape So please just turn away… I'd hate to harm you This life wasn't made for the weak and helpless And bringing you into this would be so senseless So all that I plead is you remember me as who I was before this Please don't forget me Please don't forget me, please don't forget me, oh don't forget me

Song of The Abyss - Aviators

I will shield you from the darkness When the walls around us quake I will hold back all the monsters Until my bones begin to break When I've lost I'll have to leave you And the tears, they'll fall like rain If I'm taken by the shadows I will spare you from the pain Foolishly I left the darkness creeping In this restless ruin my soul is bleeding I confess to you the dark Has taken me prisoner I am corrupt beyond any rescue I've forsaken my vow to protect you Oh, end these horrors Face the father of the sinister If the fight's over I will sacrifice my mind Just to know you'll still be breathing When the years have been unkind So continue on without me Guard my body and my flame Keep a watch over the wasteland When the world forgets my name

Never Enough

I'm trying to hold my breath Let it stay this way Can't let this moment end You set off a dream with me Getting louder now Can you hear it echoing? Take my hand Will you share this with me? 'Cause darling without you All the shine of a thousand spotlights All the stars we steal from the nightsky Will never be enough Never be enough Towers of gold are still too little These hands could hold the world but it'll Never be enough Never be enough For me Never, never Never, never Never, for me For me Never enough Never enough Never enough For me For me For me

Glassy Sky - Tokyo Ghoul

Glassy sky above As long as I'm alive, you will be part of me Glassy Sky - the cold, the broken pieces of me The mystery of it I recall Suddenly the truth will change the way we fall I didn't wanna hurt you, hope you know Empty promises, shattered dreams of love Sometimes I wonder what's beyond I tried many times to make it up to you Can somebody tell me what to do? I thought we're meant to be, but there's no looking back Time has already come The sun is gone - no more shadows Can't give up, I know, and this life goes on I'll be strong I'll be strong 'Til I see the end Inside I've been shaken, my sanity taken Our broken halves, they intertwine From once was yours and once was mine

Honorary mention for them both but mostly The Others:

Childish War

[tetsuwan-atom]

MUN GAME!

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