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writingoddess1125 · 1 year ago

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So I saw this fanart and got this idea! And after a gin and juice I wrote this. Enjoy!

Art does not belong to me! It says the artist is Flamingo_PinkArt on Twitter (If incorrect please tell me ;-;)

My Heart Breaks Pt. 1

Warning: Angst and some Fluff

Buggy X FemReader

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Part 2

"(Y/N) Why the hell are we here?" You heard Buggy groan next to you annoyed, Shanks nodding in agreement. You rolled your eyes at their protest of being in the circus tent with you.

"Cause I am the one who got us the tickets, 20000 berries and I want to see the circus" You chimed proudly as you watched your favorite act come out. The clowns, Buggy grimacing at the sight of them, You see this and lean against his shoulder.

"Aww is Buggy afraid of clowns?~" You chime earning a glare from him and a blush. Shanks Grinning at this as he poked his friend in a teasing manor.

"No I'm not afraid of damn clowns! They are just... kinda creepy" He grumbled as he watched the group of bubbly cheerful clowns.

It had been a year since Gol. D Roger's had died, it had been hard on all three of you. But you luckily had each other and were trying to save up scraps of berries to start your guys own crew. You were the thief of the trio, a skilled person in breaking and entering as well as treasure hunting. Buggy was an amazing navigator and sailor while Shanks was the amazing fighter and leader of your trio of teenage Pirates.

You giggle at Buggy face of disgust at the clowns, you knew the real reason he hated them- It was the noses. He was self conscious about it heavily and seeing the clowns with the fake noses made him feel like they were making fun of him. You gently rub his shoulder gently, a silent gesture to comfort him.

Once out of the show you sighed in delight at feeling the sun on your face. Hearing both teens walking behind you and bickering between the two of them.

"Let's get some food for our journey to Hile Hile Village" You suggest, walking to the small market next to the curious. The three of you had been using this little village by Hile Hile Island as a sort of base. The three of you were planning a big heist in order to get a massive score of 750,000 berries which could help getting a bigger boat and not the stolen two decer you guys currently shared. The only issue was that the village was controlled by a dictator like man, A Lieutenant for the Marines that ruled the island. He had made it his mission to murder every pirate who tried to come to the island, so this would be a very quick smash and grab. Fleeing the island immediately afterwards.

It was simple, mildly foolish but hopefully effective.

Once in the market Buggy got toiletries, Shanks got food and you got basic supplies. The three of you walking together till you saw a beauty stand and seeing a deep red lipstick sticking out.

"Ohh I love this color" You hummed in pride at the red lipstick color, both teenage boys groaning as you took your sweet old time in choosing the brightest of red.

"I see you like the color red?" Shanks teased you, earning a sarcastic laugh from you.

"Oh yes, The color red really gets me going" You laugh as you pick the color and grab a near by red and white bandana, wrapping it around your head like a fake bonnet.

"Besides I hear red is a sigh of submission, what does that say about you Shanks?~" His face fell at your words and Buggy snorted a laugh.

You tossed down some berries for the bandana and lipstick. Following the boys back to the boat while you all chatted and teases each other, however Buggy's eyes landing on you every now and then more specifically your red lips. Everyone knew he had a crush on you, hell you had a thing for him too but it seemed he judt refused to make a move! Even when you all were on Roger's ship he never made a move on you.

"Buggy it's your turn to make dinner!" Shanks chimed out earning a groan from Buggy. After dinner you made it to the top of the deck to get some fresh air. Feeling the wind on your face as Buggy sailed you all to Hile Hile Island.

"Hey, You holding up okay?" You called out as you went to Buggy's side. The blue haired teen not meeting your eyes.

"I'm fine.." He grumbled, he knew he was pouting about something. Sighing as you look up at the night sky.

"What are you pouting about Bugs? Hm?" You pressed once more, Hearing a sigh from him.

"You um.. seem to like red right? Listen I assume you like Shanks and all. I mean ago doesnt- but um"

You look at Buggy as he leaned against the wheel of the stolen boat, not meeting your gaze.

"You two would be good together..." He grumbles, you roll your eyes and step towards him grabbing his arm hard you yank him from his pouting position and slammed your lips onto his. His eyes wide as you kiss him and leaned into the kiss, his eyes drooping as he felt warmth from you and wrapped a arm around you in return. After a moment you pulled away and grinned up at his cherry red face and eyes that were in a daze.

"I hope that answers the question of who I like Buggy" You teased, drawing a silent nod from him. Smiling you step back from his grasp and give his hand a gentle squeeze.

"Good night Bugs" You call out before heading down to the Lower Deck of the boat to sleep leaving Buggy standing there still shocked- His face breaking out in a wide grin as he silently cheered and jumped excitedly. You giggling at shearing his footsteps as he jumped up and down in excitement.

The next morning when the three of you arrived at Hile Hile Island and at dawn started your heist of robbing a jewelry store. It went smoothly enough, not too hard till the surprise alarms went off and the three of you ran.

Running through the streets you held the bag of values in your hand, the boys having a good lead on you as they slipped through the crowds and laughed. It was such a adrenaline rush! The boys ran ahead of you turning a sharp corner and heading down, as you prepared to catch up to them a muscular forearm suddenly slam put hitting you.

The wind getting knocked out of your lungs as you felt the forearm smash into your chest, your head smacking into the cobblestone ground as you looked up. The infamous Lieutenant staring down at you with a sickening grin- your eyes widened as you realized.. you were fucked.

"We are gonna be rich! Haha! That ship is ours! Right (Y/N!?)" Buggy yelled out, Hearing Shanks cheer ahead of him. Not hearing your voice he started to slow down lookknv behind him seeing you were gone and his eyes widened, Shanks still on his adrenaline high stopped as well and turned to look to see the confused Buggy.

"Where is (Y/N)?" Buggy questioned, Shanks face falling as he realized this. The two boys meeting each other's gaze and began to rush through were they had run to try and find you, calling out your name. The boys running back to try and find you, as they made it to a backstreet they see you in the back of a Marine jail wagon being dragged away to the local prison. Buggy surged forward in wanting to Spring you free but Shanks grabbed his shoulder quickly.

To say this had turned into a total shit show for you. You had been tossed in the back of the Marine jail wagon, then brought to the local prison.

There you were thrown into a cell with a women who had even in hysterics. Begging for death for her actions instead of the life sentence she was given. Your mind was racing as you tried to think of ways to get out- watching as the Lieutenant walked to you with a smile.

"It's been a while since we had a Pirate here, it's good. We needed an execution tomorrow" He said with a evil smile at you. The color draining from your face at his words.

"What!? Not a trial! Or even a proper investigation!?" You screamed as you grab at the bars. The Marine laughed loudly in your face as he leaned down to your level.

"Little girl, I'm the judge, jury and executioner. Welcome to Hile Hile!" He chimed loudly before dismissing himself with a deep laugh leaving you alone with the sobbing women.

You sat there for a while, trying to figure out what to do. Having even spoken to the women who told you she had accidently fell asleep and her child drowned and was imprisoned for murder. Now sentenced to life in prison at Impel Down, even though she wanted to die for her actions. A completely over sentencing for a horrible accident but you figured that was just how this place was run.

Going up the the barred wi dows of your cell you look out over the village. Fear running through your system as the words the man said to you rang through your system. It wasn't till you saw your two friends running in the alley by your cell did it snap you from your thoughts. Clapping your hands quickly to catch your attention you saw both of them turn to you.

"(Y/N)!" Buggy called out, looking around wildly before detaching his torso and floating up to meet you grabbing at the bars to try and pull on them. You quickly shoo him to go back down.

"No, They will see you" You hissed at him and held his hand, He floated back down but kept his detached hand with you. A sinking feeling hitting your stomach as you smiled at the two boys who rambled out in panic talking about how they would break you out. Shanks was the first one to notice your silence and the sadness in your eyes.

"Guys.. I.. I love you two-" You said to them, both freezing at your words as dread fills their system.

"Hey don't be so glum! We will get you out okay?!"

You gave Buggy's hand a squeeze sniffling back tears as you kissed the back of his hand staining it with your lipstick and taking the bandana you had bought before from around your neck and tied it to his wrist.

"I promise it will be okay Buggy.. Ill be okay" You say in a shaky voice, trying to keep him calm. Releasing his hand which floated back to his wrist.

"I'll get you out of here (Y/N)! They won't hurt you I swear!" Buggy proclaimed, his mind racing with ideas to break you out. Rushing down the alleyway in order to begin plotting.

You looked at Shanks through the bars and gave him a watery smile, tears welling in your eyes.

"Shanks... Promise me- If I go... Buggy can't see it.. He should never see me that way okay? Dont try and break me out.. you guys can get killed" You begged, tears rolling down your cheeks as you saw Shanks own eyes well with tears and nod his head.

"I-I promise (Y/N)..." He stuttered out, looking ahead and running after Buggy finally. Knowing the task that laid before him-

The next day was the day of the public execution. Wanting to make a an example out of you as they prepare for you to be killed. The Lieutenant coming by the cell you shared with the woman, who was still in her mess of a state at being imprisoned for life.

"Ah a Pirate and a Murderer" He chuckled darkly at the two of you. You glaring back at him as he leered at you-

"Does it make you feel strong to kill a child?" You asked him, earning a glare from the male who slammed his hand against the bars.

"Your show time is in half an hour- pray" He hissed at you and tossed a prison uniform and cloth bag at your feet. You knew what this was for by the red that spotted the collars on both-

Buggy had been frantically gathering a plan for his rescue mission, Ignoring the oddly silent Shanks who had just been watching him. Buggy creating a flashy and dramatic escape plan to rescue (Y/N).

"Alright It's almost ready!" He said as he grabbed rope, knives and more. Shanks looking at Buggy and sighing.

"Buggy- We can't get her-" He started but Buggy glared hard at him.

"Yes we can- if we follow this plan I can get her!" Buggy screamed, Shanks clenching his fist as he glared at his friend.

"Buggy I'm not going to let you get yourself killed" He said evenly, a silent standoff starting before Buggy shot a punch using his devil fruit which landed right on Shanks cheek knocking the red head stumble back for just a moment before Buggy bolted, running off the boat and into the rain. Buggy hearing the sound of the crowd gathering at the main city court yard, Bolting towards the direction.

Shanks chased Buggy, sliding through the rain as he saw Buggy run like his life depended on it. Buggy turned a hard corner and slipped hard, his body slamming into an alleyway wall.

Shanks grabbed Buggy and held him against the wall with all his force keeping his limbs pinned, tears running down his own cheeks as he make sure Buggy didn't move from his spot. He knew Buggy couldn't use his Devil fruit abilities as well and his limbs couldn't get far enough to reach you or strong enough to push or kick him off.

"THEY ARE GOING TO KILL HER! WE CAN HELP HER!" Buggy screamed at Shanks as the red head held his friend down-

"Buggy they will kill you!... I-I promised... I-Im sorry" He croaked out- The sound of the crowd in the courtyard got louder and Buggy moved harshly.

'We are here to show that while Gol. D Roger's influence still stands! We will be the strong hand that brings it back!'

The echoing voice sounded through the city, Buggy screaming as he tried his hardest to fight against Shanks.

'A Thief and Pirate. This is the price to pay for crimes here in Hile Hile Town! Is Death!"

The crowd cheering before there was a click before it happened- Buggy's eyes went wide as he heard the massive sound of the guillotine slamming down. The fight leaving his body as he saw the birds fly up from were the courtyard was the sound scaring them from their refuge in the rain, and the sound of cheers from the courtyard from the public execution.

He didn't even feel the cold from the rain anymore, instead feeling the emotions he had turn into ice in his chest. Like his heart had been ripped from his very being and tossed into the deepest part of the sea.

Shanks still sobbing himself pulled away from Buggy knowing it had been done. His own body shivering from the cold as he wept looking at his brothers face, Buggy's eyes looking dull like that of a fishes.

"B-Buggy I'm sorry" Shanks managed to sob to his friend, Like a puppet Buggy moved to his feet barely able to stand as he felt his body was hollow and boots too heavy. His hair sticking to his skin as he felt the rain wash away his love for Shanks and you.

"..I will never forgive this betrayal Shanks... Just like (Y/N) you are dead to me..." Buggy croaked out his voice the softest it had ever sounded, not even meeting Shanks eyes as he turned and started to walk off to towards the courtyard.

Shanks standing there in the rain not saying a word as he let Buggy go, still crying himself. The blue haired teen walking to the courtyard were the crowd was filing out, having gotten their fill of bloodshed. Buggy walked to the empty courtyard and looked up seeing the Marines cleaning the mess, the rain helping to wash the blood from the blade used and the stage it rested on. One of the Marines loading a headless female body into a basket, wearing basic black and white stripped prison attire

Buggy fell to his knees, his eyes locked onto the blade that had taken you from his life- he reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out the red and white bandana you had given him, while wet from rain he put it to his head and tied it around his blue hair.

He would remember you... he would cherish the memory. His best friend, his first love... a girl who always smiled wearing too red of lipstick and loved the circus...

He would be the greatest at it all.... Just for you.

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goldstargloww · 1 year ago

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canary curse things. thinking about canary curse things

i'm hesitant to say the canary curse has been broken—what, no, of course it has been, jimmy died second instead of first, and the canary curse is all about dying first— okay hear me out i swear i make sense

my thought is that patterns can change. patterns aren't always static ones. just because something new happened this time around doesn't mean the pattern's been broken, it may have just changed its rules a bit.

joel had a pattern of having no true allies up until double or limited life, where it instead became a pattern of being isolated, for example

now, before we get into the canary curse specifically, let's talk about some other patterns

scott and martyn tend to drag themselves as well as their allies up the leaderboard. they both tend to outlive their allies. grian tends to kill his allies. ...i feel like i should put more here but that's all i can think of right now

now, the way i see it, is scott, martyn, and jimmy in particular all have some sort of weight to them. positive meaning they drag themselves and their allies up the leaderboard, negative meaning the opposite. scott and martyn have a positive weight, whereas jimmy has a negative one.

what i think's happened here is that martyn and jimmy's weights have tugged on each other, and as a result, martyn turned yellow and red first instead of much later on, and jimmy died second instead of first.

jimmy's pull is strong, i think, and so he tends to die first every time. just because he tends to die first every time doesn't make that a rule, though - it just makes it a pattern, one that's been broken. the pattern that hasn't been broken, though, is jimmy being one of the earliest to die, and jimmy dragging his allies down the leaderboard with him.

jimmy died first in 3rd life, and dragged scott down to 10th, and scott finally turned yellow right before jimmy died. jimmy died first in last life, and dragged mumbo down with him, and they were a similar color pretty much the whole time. jimmy died first in double life, and dragged tango down with him. jimmy died first in limited life, and joel died quickly after. jimmy died second in secret life, and dragged martyn's color down with him.

martyn, though, doesn't die yet, because of his positive weight. he's often tugged further up the leaderboard, and so while jimmy may drag his color down and martyn ends up first yellow and red, martyn still manages to stay afloat.

martyn is stubborn is the thing, lmao. he stays alive out of spite and just because he wants to, and so he does, and he makes sure he does. now that the stakes are higher and one wrong move could mean losing everything, he's being a lot more careful than he was earlier on.

and let me just reiterate for a second - he's stubborn. once he's got an idea, he's locked onto that idea until he gets it done or literally can't anymore. martyn will drive himself up the wall before he gives up on something and even then he'll need convincing or more likely a distraction. he didn't give up on ren in third life til he died and couldn't do anything anymore. he didn't give up on trying to kill scott in last life til he died and couldn't do anything anymore. he didn't give up on getting a diamond chestplate in secret life until he got it despite how much it cost him in the end. outside the life series, even, i'm rewatching rats right now- martyn will try to climb a wall over and over and over until he gets it or something gets in the way. he'll be texturing a model and complain to chat about how painful it is and still decide to spend the next hour and a half getting the damn thing done even though he should've logged off for bedtime 2 hours ago. (yes martyn i am calling you out, enjoy)

and so martyn doesn't die! he's yellow first, he's red first, and all other red names die, but martyn doesn't. because yeah, maybe he's impulsive, but he's in this for himself and himself alone and there's no way in hell he's dealing with a wither and a warden that's just killed three people. (he did try and steal the kill though. martyn do you remember what happened last time you tried to steal the kill, you fell into the void and died)

jimmy isn't as stubborn. jimmy's a lot more forgiving, a lot more lenient, and as much as he's being more aggressive this season, he's reckless about it and impulsive and his reputation isn't helping him here.

jimmy lets things happen to him. as upset as he might act about it, he never actually does anything about it, and it gets him killed. he's afraid to break the rules, he's afraid to make people uncomfortable or upset or hurt, he starts genuinely tearing up at the thought of pulling a bait and switch on skizz, and that's the kind of thing martyn does on a daily basis lmao

jimmy is forgiving and passive, martyn and scott don't forget so easily and aren't afraid to make people upset, grian's somewhere in between.

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midnight1nk · 5 days ago

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⭐️UPDATES ON GOOP!SMG4 WEBSITE

hey chat and goop!4 enthusiasts, since the Team teasing us may allude to something big, that means I have to get a move on my biggest project yet. I thought I should share with you guys how it looks so far! (and a need of help from you guys...)

I finally got the colors right :)

Now, some context: there is a lot of evidence and mystery surrounding IGBP, especially signs of it appearing in new episodes. As co-CEO of the Goop!4 theory (hey that's me :D), I have to do my part as a theorist.

"Why a website?"

I want it to be a sort of source for anyone to use. Theorists, artists, writers, you name it. As much as I try to stay organized with my little pieces of the theory scattered everywhere, it is tiring for me (and I can imagine for some people) to go through this confusing treasure map of links and know which piece goes first. Everything will all be in one place and it'll be easier for me to send updates if new evidence comes up. Plus, you can share it in your socials and friends!

As I said, it'll be a source and that means everything has and will be examined to the smallest detail. Besides, you are talking to a theorist who's willing to study the stars for this theory.

I'm dead serious. And I'll do it for us with honor.

"Why do you call it goop!4?"

Familiar with my theories or not, I theorized how the black goo and the red monster are two separate parasites that correlate both characterwise and plotwise to SMG4 and Mr Puzzles respectively. Y'know Venom-style, host and parasite symbiosis.

So if you saw me going crazy saying "puzzlevision 2" or "eye of ra" in my episode reviews, this is why.

I could've named it simply "goo!4" but it doesn't sound just as silly. Look at me in the eye and tell me 4 isn't a silly little guy.

Goop!4 just fits! (Also it's a nice nod to "Gooby4")

Obviously, since college is still a thing, this project would take time to finish. I'm getting there though. BUT I do need a bit of help from you guys. Here's basically what I have so far for the website:

wiki-like pages of everything you need to know about the black goo and the red monster (appearances, abilities, etc.)

connections between each parasite to its corresponding host

hidden design/motifs details in the parasites that relate to IGBP's overall themes

puzzlevision+ and how goop!4 might come back in a future arc

a google form where anyone can submit evidence for me to look over

(and the usual website stuff such as an updates and about page)

As it is for the fans, you guys can tell me what should be included in this list, anything that you want to know or info that could help other people. I am planning to make a discussion-base platform like a Tumblr community and/or a strawpage, let me know which one you prefer. Also, probably in the future, I'm going to need a few beta testers before the official launch.

Anyway, I do want to thank each and every one of you for being on this incredible journey so far. For hearing me out, for showing excitement. It's been a pleasure. Of course, I'll continue with the other content I do, but this passion project is what Ink is all about.

For that, my dear fellows, things are about to get î̵̤n̵͇̍t̷̤̓e̶̜̍r̶̻̾e̴̫͂s̶̐͜t̶̮̀ì̶̙n̴͂͜g̶͖͝

#smg4 #ink rambles #smg4 theory #smg4 its gotta be perfect #smg4 igbp #Goop!SMG4 #👁️

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sassykio4fun · 2 years ago

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Competition(Pt. 2)

Cocky!StreetRacer Tom Kaulitzx StreetRacer!FemReader

You sped down the road, street lamps reflecting off the concrete, wind wafting through your hair. Your red polished nails tapping against the leather wheel of your car to the beat of the music. Mind set on the competition on the way there.

Narrowing your eyes as the familiar view of the track, you set back your gas. Approaching the entrance, you're met with crowds of people spread out.

Groups of chatting girls by the bleachers. Onlookers are already seated, ready for the race. Racers showing off their cars to one another.

Sighing as you put your car in park, your eyes scanned over everyone, searching for the one in charge of the competition. You exited your car as you spotted him. "Georg!" You shouted, boot covered feet leading you towards him.

His head shot over to you, shouting your name back as he made his way over, meeting you halfway.

"You made it!" He smiled in relief, black clad arms pulling you in a side hug. "I almost thought you wouldn't make it."

Patting his back, you pulled away. "You thought wrong, there is no way I am letting that boy think he got the best of me." You let out a scoff, eyes scanning the crowd for said boy.

Georg chortled, "That's the spirit! Now keep that energy because he has only gotten cockier since your last race and you missing last week did not help it." He responded, an amused smile on his face.

The familiar voice of your friend cut in, "We'll see how cocky he is when my best friend finally beats his ass out there." You and Georg turn the approaching figure of Bill.

The tall male squeezes his slender arms around you, rocking you from side to side. "I missed you so much, I couldn't hear the end of it from Tom when you weren't here last race." You hear through his muffled voice against your head.

Georg nodded, "As I said, he's only gotten cockier, alright I need to get everyone seated. Good luck!" He called as he departed from you and Bill, making his way towards Gustav, needing help with the swarms of people.

You waved as you pulled away from Bill's tight embrace. "Bill, I've only been gone for a week." You let out a laugh, looking up at his excited expression.

His slender hands move up to grasp your shoulders. "I know, I just don't want you to give up so fast like all of the others, and I like having you around." He pushed his lips out, eyebrows furrowing in worry.

"I'm not going to give up just because of a couple losses, when have I ever given up?" You question. "And even if I didn't choose to race, I'd still be your friend Bill." You reassured him, shaking his arms.

A slow smile made its way on his face. "Good, because I wouldn't let you go anyways." He giggled the same time a loud roaring of a car could be heard near the entrance.

A sleek black car could be seen pulling into the entrance. Multiple seated eyes following the car at its entrance. The car belongs to no one other than the unbeatable Tom Kaulitz.

He put his car in park next to the Yellow ferrari. Chocolate colored eyes scanning for its driver as he stepped out. Spotting you from a distance in front of his brother, his tall figure weaved his way over.

Your eyes met his smug ones from a distance as he stopped just behind his brother.

Bill, wondering why you stopped mid sentence, turned, looking over his shoulder to spot his brother.

"Tom! You're a little late, aren't you? Bill asked his brother, "Everyones already getting seated." He pointed out, wide eyes moving to Georg and Gustav who were directing crowds to the bleachers.

The shorter twin only shrugged, shooting a glance to the shrinking crowd. "You're back, I thought you would have given up by now." Tom commented, eyes moving from the crowd to eye you.

"I bet you would love that, it would only mean you had competition off your back. I've got your nerves worked up huh?" You retorted, brushing your hair behind your shoulder.

Shaking his head, he snorted. "I don't have a thing to worry about, and the last races show that." He arrogantly stated.

Interjecting, Bill gave his twin a pointed look. "I wouldn't say you have nothing to worry about Tom, she was pretty close to you in said 'last races.'

"Close, but not close enough to beat me after what, three races together now?" He sarcastically questioned, pointed thumb and index finger coming up under his chin, head tilting towards the night sky.

"So what if you beat me three times before, this race just might cancel those three out, and you won't be seen as unbeatable then." You raised your eyebrows at him as he looked back down.

"That or it will mark your fourth loss." He snorted, taking in your annoyed features.

"We'll see, Kaulitz." You scoffed, brushing shoulders with him, trudging towards your bright car as you heard Georg calling all racers to the tracks.

"Yeah, we'll see about that." He spoke smugly, eyes moving down your figure as he followed right behind you.

Your warm hands squeezed the leather wheel as you watched Georg step back from Tom's window, making his way towards your own.

Reaching you, he set his arms on your window seal. "You got this! Think about Tom when you're out there, it might help you." He smirked, patting the hood of your car as he backed up, moving down the line of the other racers, in and out.

Hearing a honk to your right, you rolled your eyes, facing Tom's usual simper. "Yes?" You sighed out, lowering your passenger window.

"You hear that?" He shouted over the chaos, gloved hand moving up to his pierced ear.

Hearing the calls of his fangirls all the way from the bleachers cheering for him, you rolled your eyes. "You hear that?" You repeated his question, eyes widening dramatically, as you heard distant calls of your name.

Looking down the bleachers, you see a group of girls shouting your name, jumping up as they wildly waved at you.

"They're only going to get louder." You winked, returning their wave.

Raising an eyebrow, he looked at your group of girls. "Soon enough they'll be screaming for me." He laughed out loud.

"Doubt that." You responded, shaking your head as Georg made his way towards a strawberry blonde girl with flags in each hand.

Sitting up straight, you both glanced at each other through your opened windows. "Ready for round four?" He shouted over the crowd and rumbling cars.

"Ready than ever! Are you ready!?" You shouted back, emphasizing 'you'.

"I was born ready! I think I should be the one asking you that." He teased, mouthing curving into a smile.

Shaking your head, your lips twitched as the flag girl strutted her way to the checkered line, standing between the cars belonging to you and Tom.

Back straightening, you shot a quick 'Good luck' as you faced the tall woman through your windshield.

He nodded his head, "You too." He responded, head turning in front of him, rolling his shoulders back.

"Are you guys ready for the best race of your lives!?" The strawberry blonde could be heard hyping up the crowd.

"You're not loud enough!" The crowd's yelps and screeches could be heard as they leaped up. "Louder!"

The pigtailed girl smirked as she faced the cars behind the starting line. "Are all of my racers ready!?" Engines roared with the crowd's screams.

"Let's get this show on the road." She took a stand between the Ferrari and Porsche.

"Ready?"

You leaned back in your seat, taking a deep breath as you closed your fist against the cool black leather.

"Set!" Her arms raise with the flags.

Leather clad feet simultaneously pressing the gas and brake, your eyes locked on the flags.

"Go!"

Your foot slammed on the gas, shooting back in the leather seat at the action as your hair flew around your face.

Gray smoke filled the air, left in the wake of the race cars. The screams of the crowd only got louder as the cars advanced down the dark road.

Just in front of you was an inky black car, blending in with the dark road. Pressing on the gas, you neared the car.

Taking a sharp right just as Tom did, you cut in front of him.

Peering in your rearview mirror after a second, you see him coming up on your left. The sleek car closed in on you, directing you towards the gray barrier of the street.

Stepping on your gas, you attempted to slide past him, only for him to do the same, forcing you to slow down in order to avoid slamming into the barrier.

You groaned as he was ahead of you once again. Yanking your wheel to the left, you gained speed, catching up to him.

Both cars glided down the road beside one another, cutting corners left and right. The drivers becoming more frustrated when one would override the other.

From a distance you can see the finish line from afar, you narrowed your eyes as you glanced at Tom who wasn't far behind you. Puffing your cheeks, you stepped on the gas, eyes locked on the line.

Heart beating against your ribcage, you accelorated your yellow car, just feet away from the finish line. Tom's car flying past the line just behind you.

Your car slowed as you let out a shout of joy, clammy hands sliding down your wheel. Leaning back against your seat, you brought your palm to your chest, feeling your heart pulsating under your fingertips.

"Woah." You blurted out just as your door was ripped open. Cold arms indulge you as they yanked you from your car.

"I knew you could do it! I'm so proud of you!" Bill shouted gleefully, bouncing on his heels.

You hugged him tighter. "Thanks Bill." You giggled against him.

Hearing shouts closing in on you, you turned to people rushing your way.

"I have been rooting for you since your first race!"

"I can't believe you beat the Tom Kaulitz."

"You finally won!"

You hear throughout the crowd. Smiling, you thank them, pulling away from Bill.

"Excuse me." You see Georg push through the crowd surrounding you. "Congratulations, this is big, for everyone." He smiled, arms spread wide.

"I know, Mr. Unbeatable isn't so unbeatable now, is he?" You laughed out.

"Not anymore it seems." Georg patted your shoulder, handing you the winner's promised cash in an envelope.

"Thanks." You smiled, shoving the envelope in your leather pocket.

"No problem, you did real good out there." He praised you. "I want her at more of my races." He nodded at Bill as he made his way to Gustav who shot you a thumbs up, shouting, "Great job!"

Returning his thumbs up you searched through the crowd of people, looking for a certain boy. "Looking for Tom?" Bill questioned, giving you a knowing look.

"What's with the look, I wanna rub my victory in his face, like he did all those times." You voiced, giving Bill a pointed look.

"Right, well he's over there." His hands move to your arms, turning you Tom's way whose focus was already on you.

The lean boy was propped up against his car, cigarette between his lips. Clearing your throat, you decided to approach the dark dressed boy.

He dropped his cigarette to the gravel, putting it out with the bottom of his shoe as you stopped in front of him.

"What was it about you saying you had nothing to worry about?" You teased, arching an eyebrow.

"Luck must have been on your side today." He responded, shrugging his shoulders.

A bothered expression overcame your face. "You think this was lu-"

He interrupted you before you could finish your question. "Joking, I'm only joking." His hands up in the air as he let out an amused chuckle, taking in your flushed face.

"How funny you are." You responded, unamused as usual.

"Really though, congratulations, it's nice having a bit of change around here." He mumbled, shoving his hands in his baggy pants.

"Even if it means me beating you and taking your cash?" You teasingly questioned, stepping closer to him.

"Competition isn't too bad." He shrugged, head lowering, face close to yours. "And don't get too ahead of yourself now, this was just once." He lifted his index finger.

Grabbing his hand you shoved it down. "Well I'll just have to make it a second time then, huh?" You retorted, a smirk taking over your face.

"Yeah, let's make it a second time." He answered, eyes scanning your face as he tugged you close by his clenched hand.

You gulped, catching his eyes wandering. "Can't wait." You mumbled, parting as you heard Bill's voice.

Taking a step back, you listened as Bill went on about your win to Tom. "I told you she would beat you, whether it be sooner or later!"

Bill threw an arm on each of your shoulders as he dragged you two back towards the crowd. You and Tom share an amused smile over Bill's shoulder.

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bananayuyu · 1 year ago

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When We Were Young

Part 1

Pairing: Mingi x f reader x Yunho

Genre: fluff, smut

Word count: 5.7k

Summary: Sometimes sudden change is all for the best. Especially when you meet two new boys who change your life forever. You just couldn't help falling in love with them.

Warnings: smut, MDNI

A/n: I wrote this so so many months ago, when I was too scared to post publicly on here. It was the first full fic I ever wrote, thanks to the encouragement of my bestie. I've been editing it and trying to get it ready for posting and finally I just really feel like posting it. I hope you all enjoy! (and more smut in the next part for sure, sorry this is kind of a tease)

Read part 2 here!

Your childhood had been unremarkable.

Well, to you it had been. Both of your parents were academics and had been since you were born. You lived in a medium sized city, in a medium sized house; you were a good student, but not the best in your class. You had one close friend in school, and one on your dance team. Other than dance, you spent most of your time outside of school by yourself; you read and listened to music, and sometimes felt so worried at how much you enjoyed it all. You never pictured a spectacular life for yourself. You felt content with the small life you had for it was free of change, free of uncertainty. That all changed New Year's Day of your 14th year.

"Y/n, we're home!" your mother called from the front door. It was the early afternoon and your parent's had been gone for most of the day because of work. You found it surprising that they worked so often, but they seemed content enough so you didn't worry. You had spent the day chatting with your friends online and reading, which felt as good a way to welcome the new year as any. Upon hearing your mother's voice you put down your book and headed towards the kitchen.

"Y/n, we have some news for you. This might feel shocking but I promise you, it's good news. I'm sorry we couldn't tell you earlier, but it could have jeopardized everything. Here, sit," your mother said. She spoke more frantically than she usually did, though still with her steady and assuring tone. She pulled out a chair at your small dining table.

"What is it?" you asked. Your father still hadn't spoken, and was gathering ingredients for the soup he was making for dinner. Everything felt as normal as it always had. In no way were you prepared for what came next.

"Well, we're moving to Korea later this year. Your father and I both have been offered jobs there, and we've accepted them. We are both so excited for this opportunity but we know it will be a huge change for you. I hope we'll all enjoy it, though..." she trailed off at seeing your face, which instead of showing excitement, or anger, or any reaction at all stayed perfectly and unnaturally still.

For the first time in your life you couldn't believe the words coming from your mother's mouth. Your parents seemed content with their lives and you had always assumed they'd live in this house forever. Your mother's direct nature didn't surprise you, but you simply couldn't comprehend the words. They sounded wrong coming out of her mouth. You felt your heart rate rise and shook your head, trying desperately to come back to yourself. You felt faint for a moment, and then just confused. What would you do in Korea?

"What am I going to do there?" you asked, still staring off at the wall with a blank expression. Your father turned to look at you, confused as your mother was at your reaction.

"You'll go to school, like you do here," your mother started.

"Mom, I don't know Korean," you butted in. You began thinking of your school, your dance team, your room with it's pink LEDs and bookshelf of comfort, the small park a half mile away that you walked to anytime you wanted to hear the birds sing and watch the turtles in the pond sun themselves. Life was good here and it was all you had ever known. A sharp panic began to color your thoughts, and you didn't hear any of what your mother said next. You felt faint again, this time much more so.

"Y/n, did you hear me?"

You shook your head.

"It will be difficult, we know, but it would be best for you to study Korean over the next eight months. We won't leave until August, so that gives you plenty of time. You are a smart kid, I know you can make a lot of progress. And your Korean will improve there. We'd like to put you in a normal high school if possible. We don't want you falling behind of course."

You sat silently for a while. There wasn't any one thing that frightened you, just the fact that so much change would be coming.

It was a very strange eight months, stranger than any time of your life so far. Initially you felt panicked, but over the months felt a new feeling creeping in, one you weren't familiar with. You started dreaming of the future in Korea and wondering what experiences lie ahead. You knew you would miss home desperately, especially at first, but you also realized it could be a special place itself. As you started telling your classmates and teachers why you wouldn't be returning next year many of them reacted with awe. It gave you a jolt of excitement each time they did. 'My life is becoming interesting now' you thought, and it terrified you.

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The air was hot and sticky when you arrived in Korea in early August. You all had been expecting it. Your parents had prepared you for everything; they were the ones who helped you study Korean and remarkably all of you felt fairly comfortable now. Navigating the airport was relatively easy, and as you walked into your room of your new home, now a two bedroom apartment on the 10th floor, everything felt too easy. It wasn't until a few hours later that the jet lag hit you, and you passed out for nearly fourteen hours. You woke in the middle of the night and crept out to the kitchen to find a note from your mother.

'Y/n, we left you some food in the fridge, eat whatever you would like'

You ate and stared out the window, struggling to feel grounded.

Your first day of school in Korea was the scariest day of your life so far. Your parents had determined your Korean was good enough for you to be put in a regular school, and though you endlessly studied the expectations and etiquette you were terrified of being disrespectful or rude.

When you walked into your classroom everyone stared. One quick look confirmed your expectation that you were the only non-Korean kid in your class. Your heart sank, slightly; you worried you wouldn't be able to make a single friend. But as your eyes wandered back over the class a second time they caught on a girl who was smiling at you, not just staring. She had short black hair and wore glasses, and the look in her eye seemed rather mischevious to you, though her smile was innocent enough. You slightly bowed your head to her and she winked. You almost couldn't believe she had done it.

You greeted your teacher politely, and then she introduced you to the class. You hadn't known what to expect but it was very quick, and soon she was ushering you down a row towards an empty desk. Everything was a blur as you focused on understanding what she was saying. It wasn't until you reached your desk and sat down that you realized it was directly behind that girl who had winked at you. You stared at the back of her head, her neck, her shoulders. You realized she was quite tall, especially compared to you. As if she knew you were staring she suddenly turned around and smiled at you again. You almost jumped at her sudden movement, but managed to keep your face calm. She just smiled at you again, and then turned right around.

By the time lunch came your brain felt fuzzy and your body deflated. You hadn't paid attention to a single thing but what your teacher had spoken. As everyone began getting up for lunch the boy who sat to your right accidentally bumped into your desk slightly and you jumped.

"I am so sorry," he said as he turned around, still kneeling on the floor from searching for his fallen pencil. As he looked up you were struck by his face, his sharp nose and full lips, his long neck with a large Adam's apple that bobbed as he swallowed. He looked nervous about your reply. You felt so foggy that you didn't respond for a second.

"Introduce yourself Mingi, don't just stare at her," said the girl in front of you. She turned to you and said, "Hi, I'm Bitna. If you'd like to sit with us at lunch please do. I know it must be weird for you here, I hope not too bad. Luckily you get to sit at the back with us," she smiled at Mingi, "and can ignore everyone else as much as you'd like."

"Thank you," you replied to her, rather meekly.

"You really are so soft-spoken," she said. "Will you be joining us?"

"Oh, yes," you replied, and then, "I just don't want to be too loud on my first day."

"Sorry again," said Mingi, "I really didn't mean to bump your desk on your first day. I'm glad you'll be sitting with us."

"It's okay," you replied to him. As the three of you stood and began walking, you were struck by how tall they both were, especially Mingi. As you walked to the lunch room they were on either side of you, and you felt protected and safe even as you got several more uncomfortable stares in the hall.

"Is Yunho coming today?" Bitna asked Mingi.

"Yeah, he said he would be," he replied.

"Does he go here?" you asked, a bit confused.

"No, but he comes and has lunch with us a lot," Mingi said. "He's my best friend."

How unbelievably sweet, you thought. You had a bright feeling in your chest, even as you were exhausted.

When Yunho walked in the room you knew immediately it was him. They had said he was tall, but you would have probably used the words incredibly tall to describe him. He was lanky but walked confidently, and had the sweetest look on his face as he walked towards the table. He set down two cans of Coca Cola, for Mingi and Bitna, and then grabbed a third out of his bag.

Bitna introduced you to Yunho and he reached out his hand to shake yours. You were taken aback at how large his hand was and hesitated a moment.

"Isn't this how people greet each other in America? Sorry if I've gotten it wrong," he said.

"It is, I'm sorry!" you said, still staring at his hand which felt warm and soft surrounding yours. "I appreciate it." You looked up at him and for a second made eye contact. You felt almost lost in his face for a moment. You were having so many intense feelings today and it scared you, so you put it down to the muggy weather and nerves of your first day. Yunho cracked open the soda in his hand and then slid it over to you.

"Oh, you don't have to. Thank you though," you said, sliding it back towards him.

"Do you not like it?" he asked.

"I just feel a bit faint and overwhelmed, I don't know if sugar and caffeine will make that better," you replied.

"Have some of my water then," he said, and grabbed a water bottle from his bag and opened it for you.

"Are you sure?" you asked. His kindness, and Bitna and Mingi's too in inviting you to eat with them, felt too good to be true.

"We don't want you passing out on your first day," he said with a bright smile. "I seriously don't mind at all."

You were thankful and didn't wait another second in taking a sip. Over lunch you began to feel a bit better with the food and water in your system, and a break from having to focus. You listened to the three of them chat and again stared out the window, trying desperately to feel grounded. Remarkably, you sort of did, especially when you looked at the three of them. It was that day that you fell in love with each one of them. It was the way you would feel for a long time.

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The four of you became inseparable over that year, and again, remarkably, your life started to feel predictable again. You spent many nights at Bitna's house, where you would sleep over in her bed and stay up giggling about anything and everything. The boys would sometimes sleep over as well, though you noted that they never slept in the bed with you two. You were beginning to understand the world around you a bit better. They all asked you many questions about America and in turn you'd ask them about Korea. You began dancing at the same studio Mingi and Yunho were dancing at, and finally convinced Bitna to join you as well. The boys would tell you two about their dreams of being idols, and you and Bitna would tell them not to forget you when they became famous. They promised not to but you would giggle, not convinced. It was the start of three blissful years.

It wasn't until you were sixteen that you realized you were in love with all three of them, though when you looked back you knew it started the moment you met them. The feeling creeped up on you slowly, and had started within you before you could name it. Sleeping over with Bitna so often led to cuddling and secrets, and before you knew it you began to feel like she was your other half. You began to wish you could spend every waking minute with her. It wasn't objectively sexual or romantic; it almost felt even deeper than that. And with the boys, your thoughts wandered to places you hadn't expected it to. You thought of their hands, which you had developed an obsession with. You loved to give them hand massages and they always thanked you for it, never knowing where your mind was wandering to. You longed to feel their touch, anywhere they'd give it. By the time your attraction to them was plain to you it was quite strong, and nothing you did could lower the simmer. You knew you'd never do anything with them for fear of ruining the friendships, but it didn't bother you. The time you spent together was so good as it was. You just couldn't help that feeling you got between your legs when they teased you, or when you sat on Mingi's lap when you watched a movie, or when Yunho grabbed your hand every time you climbed the stairs to Bitna's front door.

It was now near the end of junior year; the four of you were seventeen. The Friday before the end of the semester was always a time to celebrate, so the four of you went to get ice cream cones and lay out at the small park by your school. Yunho was eating his chocolate cone and trying to tickle you, which you said you hated and secretly loved. He poked at a spot on your ribs and you involuntarily let out a small scream, causing the three of them to giggle. You turned toward him and shoved him slightly, accidentally making him smudge his chocolate ice cream across his lips and cheek. He fixed you with a look of contempt and you giggled.

"That's what you get," you said, rolling your eyes at him. He just kept staring at you.

"Here, I'm sorry," you leaned over, wiping the ice cream off his lips and face with your thumb. You then licked it off your finger with a slight mmm. The moment felt briefly electric, and then briefly awkward. You hadn't ever touched his face like that before and suddenly you couldn't stop thinking about his lips. His mind seemed to be whirling too and suddenly he sat up awkwardly and put his bag on his lap. You heard Bitna giggle behind you and Yunho fixed her with a glare.

"I need to use the restroom, will you come with me?" she asked you.

"Of course. Yunho can you hold my ice cream?" you asked and handed him your vanilla cone. He still hadn't uttered a word.

"Yunho is being weirdly quiet," you said once the two of you were out of earshot.

"I know, just wait," Bitna said, grabbing your hand and ushering you into the bathroom with her. Once you were inside, she grabbed both of your hands. "I need to tell you something."

You felt a bit worried, but kept silent. She breathed in sharply, and then let out a sigh.

"Yunho really likes you, you know," she started. It sounded like she wanted to say more but stopped herself.

"You mean he's attracted to me?" you asked, tired of waiting. "Just say what you want to say Bitna, please. I just want to know, I feel like you guys are keeping something from me."

"Well..." she stopped again. Then finally, "yes he is. And so is Mingi, actually."

"I don't believe you," you said.

"Yunho obviously is attracted to you, did you not see what you just did to him?" she hadn't raised her voice but there was an intensity about it.

"I know, I know, I just don't believe the thing about Mingi. Yunho makes more sense to me but..." you trailed off. It didn't seem real at all, it seemed far too good to be true. "You aren't messing with me, are you?"

"Not at all! Oh, why would you think that?" Bitna sounded actually concerned, and pulled you into a hug.

"It's just surprising, you know. I like them too. This is so strange," you replied.

"Yunho thought you already knew, and he thought you were messing with him on purpose. That's why he seemed upset," she explained.

The two of you talked some more and then headed back, not wanting the boys to start worrying. When you walked home you walked with Mingi and gave Yunho space. You felt bad, and didn't want to make it any worse for him. You'd never intended to have that affect on him, at least not consciously.

You'd also noticed Mingi's mood had seemed lower recently. You hadn't gotten as close to him as the other two over the past couple of years. He often was quiet for long periods, and seemed prone to feeling low and not wanting to socialize. Other times he seemed perfectly fine and was very energetic. But this time he'd been low for weeks, and you were worried.

When you reached Bitna's house her and Yunho sat on the front steps and said they wanted to stay outside for a while. You and Mingi headed into her room and sat on the carpet while leaning against her bed. Your head fell to his shoulder, feeling the exhaustion of the week of exams you'd all just had.

"Are you okay?" you asked. He was quiet for a long moment.

"Do I seem low?" he asked. You nodded. "There's something going on, with my family..."

He was silent for a while and you didn't press it. You simply took his hand in yours and held it to your lips, then to your cheek.

"I can't tell you anything, really, my mother would be so mad. But there is something terrible happening, with my father. It's going to be bad, really bad. And we can't tell anyone. I don't even know if I should have told you this." He sounded on the brink of tears. You rolled over onto his lap, resting your head on his chest. He leaned down and kissed your head and though the moment was sad, you felt yourself getting flustered. You still held his big, strong hand in yours and you kept staring at it as if mesmerized. The next thing you knew, Bitna and Yunho had come in the room.

"Everything all right?" Bitna asked, and hurried on over to join you two. Yunho joined last and soon the four of you were a big pile of bodies on the floor. Mingi cried out in discomfort and you all broke into giggles. They began to get up and before you did, you leaned in and whispered, "I won't tell anyone" in his ear. He squeezed your hand upon hearing you say it.

That night the boys slept over, and you and Bitna were extra giggly.

"Can you two please keep it down? I'm exhausted," Yunho said through a yawn, and you jumped down to give him a big hug and a pat on the head.

"I'm sorry you sleepy little baby," you mocked him, and he grabbed you and rolled on top of you, tickling you again. This time you couldn't fight back so you just laughed and laughed and begged him to stop.

"Okay, fine," he eventually relented, and started to let you go, but not before he saw the wet spot between your legs on your pajama shorts. It was your turn to be embarrassed and you jumped into bed, not saying anything. You couldn't stop thinking about the slight smirk you saw forming on his lips before you had bolted.

That night Bitna cuddled you, and as she wrapped her hands around your waist and grabbed you, your arousal started by Yunho's tickling kept growing. You couldn't help moving your hips around, trying to find any bit of relief from the neediness you felt.

"Are you not comfortable?" Bitna whispered in your ear, and her hot breathe on your neck and ear made the feeling even stronger.

"I'm fine," you said, as calmly as you could.

"No, you're not," she said. "Tell me."

"Bitna..." you couldn't bring yourself to say it. "I can't tell you," you finally squeaked out.

"I think I know what it is," she started, giving enough pause for you to stop her. But you didn't, you felt frozen in place. "Yunho made you horny, didn't he?"

All you could do was nod your head. A feeling of intensity washed over you, not quite shame or embarrassment, but at the same time lacking in confidence. You felt bad for being so turned on around the three of them when they were just trying to sleep.

"Don't be embarrassed," she said as she giggled. "I understand," she whispered to you, and you felt her grip around you tighten. Your head was spinning from everything she'd said, and you worried about Yunho's reaction. All you wanted was your three best friends to still be your three best friends the next morning.

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In the end your worrying was pointless, because everything between the four of you continued on as it had. Well, mostly as it had. It was now your final year of high school and the four of you were preparing for what laid beyond. The intensity of what Mingi and Yunho were pursuing became apparent, and Bitna too with her goals of attending college in the United States. You still didn't know what you wanted to do, and felt at times like every person around you was moving at ten times your speed. But you didn't mind it really, except for the fact that the three of them were busier than they ever had been. Your time together was less frequent but felt much more intense.

In January Bitna's family moved to Seattle for her to finish high school there, and the four of you stayed up all night walking the city and talking through every memory you could think of. You held her hand all night, never once leaving her side. You cried when she left for the airport in the early morning and Mingi and Yunho held you, keeping you from collapsing on the floor. Eventually Yunho picked you up and cradled you like a baby, carrying you home and placing you softly in your bed. They both tucked you in and kissed your cheeks, and tucked your hair behind your ear.

You'd never had a particularly close relationship with your parents, given how busy they always were. You didn't mind it generally, you enjoyed your alone time. But the tears rushing down your cheeks reminded you that you hadn't cried in front of another person in many years. You felt too vulnerable, and scared what the boys might say. You worried they would just start poking fun at you. But you couldn't have been more wrong.

"Our little baby..." said Mingi. "What will you do without your best friend?" His words were sweet but felt like whiplash. You felt excited by him calling you baby, and then crushed by the reminder of Bitna's departure. Your tears began falling swiftly, but you were too exhausted by that point to sob.

"We'll take care of her," Yunho said. He sounded so sure of himself. You felt strange feelings coursing through your body, but you put it down to not having slept all night.

"You promise?" you asked, struggling to form the words.

"Of course," they both answered. They both laid down on either side of you and looked at each other, as if contemplating a previous conversation they'd had.

"What?" you raised your head and asked, but your exhaustion was too great and your head fell onto your pillow again. You began dozing off, unable to keep yourself awake any longer. You swore you heard them both chuckling, but you couldn't be sure. You slept through the whole day, being woken at dinner time by your parents.

From that day on the only time you could see the two of them was at dance class on Sunday, and the few hours after dance class on Sunday evenings that they didn't have booked up with school or preparations for their auditions. With Bitna gone the three of you had taken to spending time at your place, since your parent's were often gone and didn't mind them being over anyway. You spent many of those nights watching movies in your room, the three of you sprawled on your bed. You sometimes called Bitna if you were able, and talked for hours. But usually, sadly, she was too busy or tired. The two boys had become your comfort.

Your attraction to them had not at all lessened, especially now with the long periods of separation you had from them. You saw Mingi at school sometimes but the two of you had very different schedules and he had taken to practicing during lunch. You missed those lunches desperately, and often found yourself daydreaming about the two of them. You usually sat outside now to get away from the other students. Your mind took you places far better than you thought it could, and sometimes you felt so embarrassed at what you thought about during lunch. But it made the school day bearable and was so much fun, you couldn't help but like it.

You thought about that night when Bitna had said, "Yunho made you horny, didn't he?" Was that what she said? And it was out loud, right? So many months had passed since she'd said it; you didn't trust your memory. They had both heard, right? It was never spoken of again, though. You wondered if you had made it up. You fantasized about them both coming up into Bitna's bed that night, touching and teasing you while she kissed you softly. Each time the ending was different, but your favorite, the one you often returned to, was Mingi fucking you from behind while Yunho fucked your mouth, gently enough not to entirely choke you but rough enough to make you gag. You couldn't believe the lewdness of your own mind; the image brought such pleasure to you that even sat still you felt like you might start coming.

Once or twice, on evenings when you had nothing to do at home by yourself, you took to writing about your fantasies in your personal notebook. You never wrote in it consistently, but kept it for the random times you needed to make notes or wanted to get your feelings out. You knew no one would ever read it, no one knew about it. And you needed somewhere to put your lustfull energy, for it was certainly not being satisfied any other way. You tried yourself to satiate your needs, but it just wasn't the same. You needed the two of them so badly, and you hadn't realized how badly until now, when they were busy and had full lives that had nothing to do with you.

You became bold and somewhat brash, spirred on by your intense feelings and the fact that your parents were out on a work trip for the next five days. Bitna had said they both liked you, but you doubted they wanted to do the intense sexual things you wanted. They both were so sweet and kind, and never had mentioned anything remotely sexual around you. But you didn't care anymore, you needed them. The next Sunday when the three of you returned to your house after dance class, you changed into your pajamas in front of them, not in your closet. At the sight of your naked body they both froze as if under a spell and you felt an electric thrill run through you right to your pussy. You put on a small, thin white tank top and very short shorts, which you had worn separately many times but never together. Life had become so much about school, and though you had your hobbies and a few aquaintances at school and dance to keep you entertained, you really just wanted to entertain your two favorite boys.

As you cooked up some dinner you felt them staring at your ass, and nearly started giggling to yourself with how giddy it made you. When you turned around and gave them your food, Mingi couldn't stop staring at your tits, and you couldn't help saying, "my eyes are up here, you know." Yunho started laughing and Mingi pinched your side, causing you to yelp and start running down the hall towards your room. He caught you quickly and picked you up, holding you hostage for a moment. "Don't wear that fucking top if you don't want us staring," he grumbled, rolling his eyes at you. The tension was building, you could feel the air in the room heating up. The boys both took off their shirts, as per usual, but this time you could see sweat beads forming on both of their chests and as they continued to stare at you their mouths hung open slightly as if they were panting. You kept looking between the two of them, squeezing your thighs together involuntarily. Something about the movement caused them to look at each other, again with knowing looks. The first time it happened you were sleep deprived and unsure, but this time you knew you saw it. What was going on? A bit of uncertainty tugged at your thoughts.

"You guys want to watch something now?'' you asked, saying the first thing that came to mind.

"If you want to, baby," Yunho said, and your pussy throbbed again. They only ever called you that when you were tired or sick or not feeling well, not in every day conversation. Did they know how horny that one word made you? You felt yourself getting needy at his words, and you didn't entirely understand why you felt suddenly small and happy. The feelings felt so right. You just looked at him, expectantly.

"Come on," he said, and he led you towards your bedroom by your waist, with Mingi following close behind. He sat you down on your bed and the two of them stood next to each other, looking down at you with crossed arms.

"What do you want?" he asked. You didn't know what he meant. You looked at him with confusion but didn't respond, feeling almost at ease in not speaking anymore. You felt so safe with the two of them.

"Baby, you're never going to get what you want if you don't ask for it," he said.

"We'll do anything for you, you know?" Mingi added. "We promised we'd take care of you, whatever you need. We know we've been very busy but we're here right now. What do you want?" You were silent again for a while but they kept silent too, just looking at you with adoration. The next thing you knew you were pulling your tank top over your head and flinging it on the ground. You kept looking between the two of them, again excited by the looks on their faces. You wiggled out of your shorts and panties and then sat on your knees, spreading your legs a bit for access.

You slid your hand down your torso to your core, slowly stroking down your slit with your middle finger. You were wetter than you had expected, which excited you immensely and you involuntarily let out a small moan. You slowly slid up and down, hitting your clit each time and causing your pussy to clench slightly. You began rubbing little circles over your clit, slightly faster now that you were fully relaxed. The feeling was electric, Yunho and Mingi unable to look away from your center as your pleasure continued to build. You felt hot and needy, and the position started to feel like hard work, but it was so worth it to see the looks on their faces. You kept circling your clit a bit faster, feeling a huge wave of pleasure wash over you. You shut your eyes and rode it out, not caring about the noises coming from your pussy and your mouth. As you came down you didn't feel completely satisfied, but it was the closest you had gotten. You slowly blinked your eyes open as you tried to control your breathing, and felt suddenly shocked and shameful about what you had just done. Why had they just stood there? you thought, worried that you had read their questioning wrong. Maybe Yunho thought you weren't feeling well, that's why he called you baby. You sat on your bed, legs spread, staring up at them with a look of concern on your face.

The moment stretched for far too long.

#ateez #ateez x reader #ateez yunho #ateez mingi #yungi

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darkrpfinders · 4 months ago

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Hiya! Sluggy here, I'm nonbinary, I'm about to be 23yo soon in a couple of months, I'm usually novella lit but at least ya getting long reply I can guarantee that, but I'm not about grammar because it would just stress me out and burn me out of I have to be more grammatically correct but I don't think it's too bad, but if you prefer grammar on point I would suggest probably ignoring this sorry.

Before I get to the meat of this ad, rules!

1 please be patient with me, I'm a very busy person so replies are slow but they're worth it, however if you want to chat about our characters, or the plot, or send memes def down for that, I am looking for a long term RP partner.

2. 3rd person only please!

3. Please give me something to work off of, not short replies that's only for my best friend to do lol

4. Be 18+ at least.

5. No ai!

And the warnings

I do enjoy NSFW in my roleplays, and I enjoy dark themes so please if you want to rp with me tell me your triggers so we can avoid them!

So two plots ideas I have! My muse, Sebastian, is a Mafia leader, he's dominant at times but a total flirt with a carefree attitude you almost forget he's ruthless.

Plot one.

(YM = your muse)

YM is the boss' personal physician, ym takes care of the carefree boss even if it pisses off your muse. Ripping stitches because he refuses to rest, not staying in bed when he's sick as a dog, and refusing to listen to doctor's orders? He's not an easy patient.

Probably why he went through several doctors, they all probably left because Sebastian was more trouble for what he's worth, which as much of a headache he is (like a head splitting migraine) he pays more than he probably should, 160.89k a day even when YM ain't even working, a place to stay, and anything ym could even think about needing were given to them, honestly it would be stupid to leave the infuriating man when the pay and benefits were too good.

YM was called up to the office, no surprise though news of the shoot out and a deal gone bad by police thinking they had the one up on the crazy man, ym was bound to be called up. Opening the door of rich mahogany ym step into the dark office hearing the young miss, Alice, screaming at her brother, “you idiot! An absolute idiot, what possessed you to see these people if you knew they were just undercover pigs!? You could have died!” She screamed, another common thing about working for Sebastian is he pissed everyone off for no true reason, even those who deeply care for the frustratingly complex man can't help but want to punch him, “Why didn't you just send the men to take care of it, tell Sebby, what excuse do you have for me now.” YM came closer to the couch the two were at, Sebastian has a few minor scratches and one gunshot wound that barley missed vital organs, he's shirtless so made it easy to get to work, ym smiled upon seeing his favorite doctor and moved a little closer to ym who sat on a footstool to start cleaning, fishing out what bullet was in there, and sewing up.

Sebastian pain tolerance was through the roof, and ym guess it makes sense since he's always getting hurt to the point it seems on purpose.

Feeling the deep chuckle from the man as the cuts were being cleaned, his deep rich voice carried out in the office always having the effect of drawing everyone around him closer, “My dear little sister, I can't just entrust every one of our men to take care of delicate matters such as this was, if they failed to get rid of them, I do have to get my hands dirty every once in awhile.” Was the same excuse, his perfectionism was almost an art form at this point, very meticulous and ruthless but ym never seen outside of the neat office and bedroom. Everything had it's place from books in their shelves all neatly organized by height and color, to the very pens he had on the dark oak desk off to the side.

Even his own bed, made by himself, was so neat and perfect it was almost unbelievable how careless he acts.

Alice huffs, annoyed even more. She turned away from him, curls twirl with her as the ten year old has just given up with this man, “ym, please, make it hurt as you fix him.” She said so sweetly to ym, always nice and was easily the better patient than her older brother, and even when she's sick it was a rare time Sebastian attitude shifted in ym presence, to a big worry wort. Sebastian snorts, “you don't mean it.”

Alice sticked out her tongue before leaving the room and ym alone with Sebastian who looks at them with that same stupid grin, “should I suspect you to tell me I'm an idiot too, or have you given up on me?” His voice was full of humor.

Plot two (inspired by the song I'm yours by Isabel LaRosa)

YM and Sebastian were thick as thieves as children, normally you couldn't find one without the other being close by, and the many times they played tricks with the staff to steal a sweet to share was countless!

One night years ago in the garden in Sebastian's backyard, watching the stars and Sebastian telling you each one of them and what constellation they belong to, that to this day ym can still point them out, a shooting star appears and Sebastian told ym to make a wish quick, they both made a wish before it left the sky. Sebastian turned his head towards ym with a smiled at ym that seemed to shine brighter than the sun, missing a tooth and all, “so, what cha wished for?” He asked, curious but ym waved him off saying “it won't come true if I told you” which earned a whine and a pout from the boy but he let it go and went back to pointing more stars.

But all good things ends, the next summer ym father brought the family in to inform the fallout with the Allen family and forbid them to ever talk to anyone of that family, the father especially talked to ym knowing that friendship would cause problems if not nipped in the butt now.

That night Sebastian snuck in ym room, he had tears in his eyes but he quickly dried them up once ym entered the room, rush to embrace ym that ym didn't hug back, Sebastian didn't care and once he pulled back he looked at ym with pleading eyes “we can keep it a secret right? I don't care that those stupid adults say, we made a promise to stay together no matter what!” He was looking for something to hold on to by ym gave him nothing but dread, “we were six, and it was just a dumb pinkie promise… you should leave.” Ym heart aches but had to follow their father's rules, Sebastian's world crashed around him, he shook his fluffy mess of white hair, “you're just saying that but I know you don't believe it, you're not even looking at me… please ym, don't do this, please.” The tears started up again as ym’s will was slowing slipping, but my had to their foot down as much as their heart aches, “I do mean it, I…” ym looked Sebastian in the eye, their fist clenched, “I was only friends with you because of our fathers, I never would have been friends with someone like you outside of that.” Ym lied through their teeth, it cut Sebastian as deep, but he got the message and slowly he backed off.

YM want nothing more than to rush and apologize but they froze watching him leave, as he turned to walk to the window, shoulders still shaking holding in the sobs he turned his head to look at ym with that same smile just sadder, “I'm sorry for wasting your time then…” and that night he left, and never seen again as much as ym yearned for it.

By teenhood the both of our muses hated each other, it was a hate that grew by the rumors and lies the fathers made no friendship could be salvaged, and once adulthood came around and both took over their family business, Sebastian losing everything but his baby sister, the two of them were enemies that hated each other more and more they did things to spite the other.

One night, a knock was heard at ym door, and only my was there so they got up to answer the door to the tall looming figure standing out in the, red eyes glaring daggers at ym. Trying to shut the door Sebastian grabbed it, almost broke it as he forced himself in, “I don't care what you send my way, but my sister!? That's to fucking far, what the hell is wrong with you!” He yelled, pointing his finger in ym chest, “this shit with us, not her. Don't do that again or I swear you won't have time to regret it once I'm done with you, got it?”

But thing is, as much as ym thought about doing that they couldn't take the last bit of family from Sebastian as easy as it could be, so they were very confused about why their number one enemy was doing here and threatening them.

This one is a childhood friend turned enemies turned friends then lovers

I rp mostly on discord, it's junespriince, please connect me there!

junespriince

#mafia rp #mafia roleplay #oc rp #oc roleplay #fandomless rp #fandomless roleplay #dark roleplay #dark rp #spicy

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novella-writers · 4 months ago

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Before I get to the meat of this ad, rules!

2. 3rd person only please!

3. Please give me something to work off of, not short replies that's only for my best friend to do lol

4. Be 18+ at least.

5. No ai!

And the warnings

I do enjoy NSFW in my roleplays, and I enjoy dark themes so please if you want to rp with me tell me your triggers so we can avoid them!

So two plots ideas I have! My muse, Sebastian, is a Mafia leader, he's dominant at times but a total flirt with a carefree attitude you almost forget he's ruthless.

Plot one.

(YM = your muse)

Sebastian pain tolerance was through the roof, and ym guess it makes sense since he's always getting hurt to the point it seems on purpose.

Even his own bed, made by himself, was so neat and perfect it was almost unbelievable how careless he acts.

Plot two (inspired by the song I'm yours by Isabel LaRosa)

This one is a childhood friend turned enemies turned friends then lovers

I rp mostly on discord, it's junespriince, please connect me there!

Message if interested!

#oc rp #fandomless rp

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idontknowanametouse · 7 months ago

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Miraculous Rewrite AU, chapter 2: Stoneheart

(mentions of child abuse, trauma and actual consequences for akuma)

When Adrien wakes up, the sky is red.

He sits and looks around. The sun has practically disappeared completely, but there is still color in the sky.

In the distance, he sees the Eiffel Tower and the partially destroyed Montparnasse Tower.

Standing up, he moves a little closer to the edge and looks at the streets. There isn't a single person as far as he can see, the only cars driving around being police ones. The houses also seem to have no people inside, several with empty garages, others with their doors open, as if the residents had run out in panic. In the distance, he can hear something almost similar to an echo:

“Evacuation protocol. Public emergency. This is not training. All citizens, leave the city. Repeating, all citizens, leave the city. Evacuation protocol. Public emergency…”

Adrien turns to Marinette, who is still sleeping, and pokes her:

-Marinette. Marinette. Hey, Marinette.

-Hmm…? – she murmurs, rubbing her eyes. For a second, she looks at Adrien without understanding what's going on, and then quickly stands up. - Puta merda! Where is he?!

-From the trail of destruction and the direction where the police and press cars are heading, I think the champ des mars.

Marinette looks at him, a look of defeat on her face.

-I will give up.

-…you think you failed.

-I really did. We spent hours off and look at all the damage that has been done!

-…I can't deny that… it really seems like this isn't going to work… not with us…

-Stop.

They both look in the direction of the voice. Plagg and Tikki, in their human forms, glare at them.

-Is it serious that you are going to give up because you made mistakes?

-Our mistakes cost several people their lives!!

-Child, I'm sorry, but… you can't save everyone. Not when there's a crazy person out there taking advantage of other people's feelings to cause destruction. You have as much guilt as the person inside that stone armor, which is to say, none.

-You are trying to save and help people! Even if you fail, it will never be your fault, understand?!

-We never make mistakes when it's about connections. Even when the person didn't accept it, we knew we still had it. You can quit if you want. We can find other people. But know that you were chosen for a reason.

There is a moment of silence. Then, suddenly, Tikki's form disappears and Marinette transforms.

-Marinette? – Adrien murmurs.

-Ladybug, actually. – and turns to him. - I have an idea. And I need you as my partner.

Suddenly, seeing that look on her sparks something again in Adrien. Something that sparked earlier when Plagg revealed himself. Something that hadn't been lit for years, until that day. And that compelled him to rise up and transform.

-What's the plan?

-I need four very long ropes, this inflatable mattress here – and they took the previously invoked talisman. – my yo-yo, the Eiffel Tower, your cataclysm and… sorry about that… your willingness to be caught in the hand of that thing.

-…I like your way of thinking, my lady. – and gave her a Cheshire smile.

-My lady?

-Yes.

-Stop that.

-What about Buggaboo?

-I'm going to punch you. Let's go. Are you in or not?

-Ladybug… I promise that I'm always in with your plans! – and gives her a thumbs up.

-…thanks. Now, let's get this shit done.

–

When the weapons are turned towards them, they both expected it. This way, they are faster, following a zigzag pattern until they are in a part of the Eiffel Tower out of the reach of the bullets. It is at that moment that Heart of Stone approaches, but, just as they are about to put the plan into action, the villain opens his mouth and a thousand black butterflies come out of it, gather on top of the Eiffel Tower and form a giant face.

-…was that in your plan? – mutters Chat.

-…no.

Things only get worse when a press helicopter approaches the giant head and it spoke.

-People of Paris, I am Hawk Moth.

-Hawk Moth? – they both murmur, still kinda schocked with the whole "butterfly-made talking head" thing.

-I'll only make this stop if you bring me the ladybug and cat miraculous. You two must turn yourself in, as you have already caused too much damage to this city.

-AH, VAI TOMAR NO CU!!!

Everyone's eyes – Hawk Moth's, Stoneheart's, Chat Noir's, the military's, the press', everyone who left's and everyone who stayed in Paris' – turn to the girl dressed as a ladybug in the center of the Eiffel Tower.

-DON’T TRY TO PRETEND TO BE INNOCENT!! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO CAUSED ALL THIS LÄ SHÎ!! YOU SENT THE AKUMA TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF AN INNOCENT PERSON SUFFERING AND CONTROL HIM TO BE A VILLAIN, AND IT'S OBVIOUSLY YOU THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERYTHING BAD THAT'S HAPPENING, FOR THE PEOPLE WHO GET HURT, AND FOR THOSE WHO DIED! IF THERE'S ONE THING I HATE IT'S A PIECE OF SHIT LIKE YOU ACTING LIKE YOU'RE INNOCENT! I AM LADYBUG AND MY PARTNER IS CHAT NOIR, THE NAMES OF THE PEOPLE WHO WILL MAKE YOU CAGAR NA CALÇA!! GO, GET OUT OF HERE, AND STOP DISTURBING MY PLAN!! SHOO, SHOO, SHOO!!!

With this last sentence, she throws the yo-yo towards the head, dispersing the butterflies and pulling the weapon back to herself.

-How rude! Let's get this over with, Stoneheart is already coming here! – Ladybug exclaims, making a slight pout and turning to Chat Noir. – Get up there, and do as we agreed!!

-Okay… okay… – he says, without realizing that, beneath the mask, there is a slight blush over his freckles.

As Ladybug said, Stoneheart starts climbing the Eiffel Tower, going after them, and Chat Noir hits him with his crutches to draw his attention. Both begin a chase up the tower, meanwhile, Ladybug ties the ropes to the ends of the inflated mattress and then ties the other ends to the string of her yo-yo, forming a complex geometric pattern of a string as she crosses it between the pillars of the Eiffel Tower.

As soon as he reaches the top, just before the villain does, Chat Noir activates his cataclysm (being very careful this time not to touch the wrong place) and destroys the tip of the tower. He quickly descends, jumping towards Stoneheart, who, surprised, grabs him, but also opens his left hand so that he can grab the part of the tower that falls over him.

With that, a small blackened paper ball falls down the tower, with Ladybug catching it in her hands and… well, there's no other way to put it. She tears apart the paper with her teeth.

A small butterfly emerges from the torn object. Initially dark, it almost immediately turns white, flying away. Black smoke surrounds the figure of Stoneheart, and Ladybug sees Ivan, falling through the bars of the Eiffel Tower.

Alarmed, she prays that her plan works, and is relieved to see her friend falling onto the mattress firmly tied to the string of their yo-yo. Just as planned, Chat Noir quickly descends the tower, sliding on his crutches. Ladybug already has the ropes that hold the mattress together in her hands, as if it were a little bundle. She asks:

-Are you ready?

-Yes, but they're going to come after us… and after him. – He points to the military forces and the police, who are getting closer and closer to the base of the tower.

-…Merda.

-Don't worry, I'll solve this.

-How?

-Just follow the plan and hold on to me, and it will be fine.

-…okay, I'll trust you.

-Hey! Dude! Hold on there!!

Ladybug, just as they agreed, hugs him, holding him tight, and Ivan, without understanding anything of what is happening, clings to the mattress.

Chat Noir feels something inside him, almost like an itch. Something that compels him. Something that somehow makes him sure of what to do.

Something similar to a black hole.

Ladybug, Ivan and a few others scream as a huge ball of darkness envelops them. They can't see anything inside, there's an absolute lack of light around them. Taking advantage of the gap, Chat Noir uses his crutches to get out of there quickly, then returning to the area of light and out of sight of the army. He doesn't stop until they reach a safe location, close to the school where it all started.

-…what was that? – Ladybug asks, her knees still shaking slightly.

-I… I don't know, I think I unlocked my other power? I just… thought about a black hole and out of nowhere, all the light disappeared… it must work like that. Kind of.

-Ah… – she turns to Ivan. – I… I mean, dude, are you okay?

-Hm… I think so, but… – he murmurs, looking at the floor. - …what happened? I can't remember…

-Oh… what's the last thing you recall?

-I… I received a call… about my mother and then… I had an anxiety attack, and… I only remember until that part.

-Hm… okay, ok, it's… sorry, I really don't know how to tell you this…

-We are heroes. – says Chat. – Okay, I think you already got that, but we showed up here in the city to fight a villain, called Hawk Moth. From what we know, he takes people's negative emotions and uses this to control them and turn them into villains. I'm… I'm really sorry that he did this to you.

Ivan seems to take a few seconds to process the information, and then his face changes. First, he appears to remember something. Then shock crosses his face. Finally, an expression of despair takes over him and he lowers his head, burying it in his hands.

-Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey. – calls Ladybug, trying to get his attention. – It wasn't your fault. You didn't do anything wrong, Hawk Moth is the only one to blame.

-But I… I… still… I… – his hands are shaking. – I saw… the damage, on the way… I did this… I… I can't fix this… everyone will know… that I was the monster who did this…

-You are not a monster. I don't know what you're going through, but I'm absolutely sure that you're not a monster. The only monster is Hawk Moth. Plus, we can fix everything, or at least a good part of it.

-…h-how?

She then takes the air mattress, deflates it, throws it up in the air and it turns into a billion ladybugs.

As if that weren't enough, the ladybugs spread and, wherever they go, structures are reassembled and injured people are healed. Not everything can be repaired, the few people who died do not return, but the repair is so impressive that it astounds everyone in the city and beyond.

-I call it Miraculous Ladybug. From what I understand, it quickly fixes everything that can be repaired by human hands.

-…that…is very impressive…

-Listen, we need to leave now. Will you be fine?

-…I think… so… – Ivan muttered.

-Are you sure? – he nodds. - Alright then. Take care of yourself.

The two heroes move away, climbing onto the roof of Marinette's house, close to where they left Ivan.

-I live here… – she yawns. – I'm going to go in and sleep while I wait for my parents, then I'll make up some excuse that I hid and went home and they were not here…

-Okay, I'll meet you tomorrow.

-Bye.

-Bye. -Wait! – and raised their fist. - Fist bump? He smiles, tired but happy, and touches his fist with hers. -Fist bump. And he leaves.

–

The next day, people are allowed to return to the city, but at school, it's possible to see that some are still hesitant to leave home, due to the absence of some students. Even before class starts, it is possible to feel the tension among the students, not only because of the situation itself, but also because it all started at that school.

Marinette arrives a little later than usual, but never actually late, and is faced with a crowd of reporters in front of the school. Before they can ask themself what is happening, they see the journalists walking away because of a red-haired figure. One she only met yesterday, but whose face is etched in her memory.

Her literature teacher and responsible for the class this year, Professor Bustier. And she looks like she's about to hit the reporters.

-IF I SEE ANY OF YOU AROUND HERE AGAIN OR OUTSIDE SCHOOL HARASSING A STUDENT, I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL CALL THE POLICE! SHOO, SHOO! GET OUT OF HERE!

Looking very reluctant, the reporters begin to walk away, and, turning to Ivan, the teacher asks:

-Ivan, are you okay?

He nods slightly and murmurs:

-…thanks.

-You don't need to thank me. Now, go inside, it won't be long until class starts.

He nods and starts to go inside, turning around a little later when he feels someone poking him. At first, he doesn't see who it is, until he looks down at Marinette.

-Ah. Hi, Mari.

-Hey. How are you?

-…I don't know.

-…you know it's not your fault, right?

-…I was told, but it's hard to believe.

-If you need to talk to someone, I'm here. Always.

-I know. You always have been. Thanks.

He walks away. Marinette sighs. She had never been the best at cheering people up, especially now when something nearly impossible had just occurred.

Today was probably the day Ivan spoke the least in his entire life, and it's not a small competition. When someone asked him something, he simply didn't answer and walked away. Last night, he dreamed about what happened. It was strange and confusing, many things were practically incomprehensible, but there was one thing he managed to remember very well.

When he appeared in the courtyard, many students looked at him in terror. And she was there.

Myléne.

He knew her struggles with fear. He knew how much she had severe anxiety that stopped her from doing many things. He knew how terrified she was in unfamiliar situations.

And he destroyed a wall in front of her while transformed into a giant stone monster.

She would never look him in the face again. And he didn't blame her for that, such was his certainty in his own guilt.

Well, at least, that's what he thought until she came after him in the middle of recess in the school's newly repaired basement (thanks to a bunch of magical ladybugs).

-Hey.

-…hey.

-Wanna talk?

-…you wanna?

-Of course, why wouldn't I want to?

-…it's just… yesterday… what happened…

-I wanted to talk about it, actually.

-…

-That heroine, Ladybug, said that Hawk Moth creates villains out of people's suffering.

-…did she… say that? I don't remember exactly.

-Yes, she did… how are you? Really.

-…really?

-Uhm.

-…scared.

-Something in specific?

-I think… scared of myself. – he swallows hard. – I was always afraid of hurting other people. Everyone was always afraid of me, so… I guess I started to be afraid of myself because of it? I think so. I think I always felt guilty about things I didn't do but could have done that made others fearful when they thought about me. Besides… there are… some things going on at home…

-You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.

-No, it's okay, I… – and swallows. – …my mother is not very good. I think… you already knew that. Yesterday, my neighbor called to tell me about something, and I was scared to go home, I had an anxiety attack and it ended up… happening… that…

-…I'm sorry that bastard used that against you. Yesterday, I wanted to tell you something, but all this mess happened and I couldn't… but… do you remember when you gave me that botton? You know, your favorite band's?

-I do, but why…?

-So, I… wanted to give you something of mine too, even more so after all this… here. – and, feeling her face heat up, she hands him something, pushing the small object into his closed hand.

Ivan opens his hand, without understanding, and feels his heart speed up and his face redden when he sees the small ring. It's handmade, carved from wood, and has a small pink paper flower glued on top.

-I… wanted… to tell you that you are very special to me and that I'm very happy that we became friends in sixth grade… and that I think I love you very much… and that… that… – she swallows and exclaims: – I WANT TO DATE YOU, DO YOU WANT TO DATE ME?!

-…Yes…

-W-what?!

-YES!! B-but… you… really didn't give up on it after yesterday?! B-because I would completely understand and…

-NO, YOU IDIOT!! – and immediately covered their mouth with their hands, in panic. - Sorry!!! Sorry, that was mean!! But that whole thing wasn't your fault, it never will be!!! And it changes in nothing how I feel about you, we can get through all this together, okay?! Let's… let's learn to deal with all these changes, which are really scary, together!!!

-…ok… I… can I hug you?

-Of course you can.

He hugged her gently, relieving himself of everything he had been feeling for a long, long time.

You don't have to act like you have a heart made of stone.

-I love you.

-I love you too.

Adrien and Marinette end up being the last ones to leave, at the end of class. Interestingly, as soon as they leave, it starts to rain.

-…oh.

-I have an umbrella. Do you want it?

-Oh? Oh no, you don't need to!!

-It's alright, no problem. I can buy another one, anyway.

-Ah, okay, then…

When Marinette takes the umbrella in her hands, however, it closes over them, trapping the two together.

-Ouch!

-Wait, let me try to open it!

-No, calm down!

-How do you do it?!

-Can you just press the button again?!

-I don't know, let me try!!

Fortunately, they soon manage to get out from under the umbrella. Suddenly, to Marinette's surprise, Adrien begins to have a fit of laughter.

In fact, it also makes her laugh a little. And the way his face, previously looking so expressionless, suddenly got bright, made her happy.

-I… – Adrien takes a deep breath to calm down, but continues smiling at her. – …I have to go, my best friend must be waiting.

-The… girl you entered the classroom with?

-Yeah. Chloé. She is like my sister. In fact, I think she's my only friend until yesterday, when Nino offered to be my friend too.

That was definitely like Nino.

-I can also be your friend.

-Really?

-Yeah. We're going to be superhero partners, so I think we kind of need to get along, right?

-OK. You're cool, I would like having you as a friend.

-Same.

-I'll see you tomorrow, my lady.

-Ha, ha, very funny. You are never stopping that?

-Never. – and sticks out his tongue at her, who reciprocate as Adrien walks away.

That umbrella somehow felt perfect in their hands. It was almost as if she couldn't let go of it anymore.

And chapter 2 is out! I'm trying to give some spotlight and kind of dive into all the teens, so I decided to make this one about Ivan and kind of about Myléne too, do you like it? Also, umbrella scene is here! Although, not how you may expect it...

Translation to Marinette swearing:

Lä shî - from what I could find, this is chinese for "shit". Correct me if I'm wrong.

Puta merda - holy shit in portuguese

Vai tomar no cu - go suck your own ass

Cagar na calça - shit your pants

Merda - shit

#miraculous ladybug #mlb rewrite #mlb au #writing #rewrite #canon rewrite #marinette dupain cheng #ladybug #chat noir #adrien agreste #adrien graham de vanily #ivan bruel #stoneheart #chapter 2

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pbandjesse · 2 years ago

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I do not know what but my leg is hurting very much. It started yesterday and it hasn't improved. Even with James trying to squeeze and massage it. Hopefully I just like twisted something weird and I'll be okay soon. Cause it's really uncomfortable.

But today was a nice day. And it's Jess's birthday! She finally joined me in being in her thirties. And she got the flowers we sent her! Poster above, they are shaped like a cat and we though they were hilarious.

I slept alright last night. And felt a little better this morning. James had loaded up the car already. I was slow to start. But got myself together and we headed out.

We beat the rain. But it would be on and off all day. And after we got breakfast James helped me set up my table.

The pavilion was all wet but Ann had worked hard on brushing the water away with the broom. But I wouldn't notice a new puddle showed up under my chair and the whole bottom of my dress got soaked and it kept sticking to my legs and it was cold and terrible. I would survive but only barely.

Callie was at the market today working for Helen. It was so fun having a friend there. And it wasn't a terrible day. I made my break even sale goal, but it was slow. The rain didn't help I'm sure. But there were good waves of people.

And I had fun. Sewing. People watching. Chatting with CJ. I had my two little friends come and I showed them how to sew and let them work on some of my keychain bears. I will be redoing them but it was fun to let them do it.

I did have a slightly stressful interaction with some kids who wanted to buy keychains and their parents said yes but then wanted me to change the pins to keychains and I did but then the kids changed their minds and had meltdowns about wanting pins still. There was a lot of screaming?? But it was fine. I am glad they liked my stuff.

It started storming really hard and it got really loud for a while. But it would calm down again. And as 1 came around we started packing up. And then it started raining again and I got all wet carrying everything to the car. Ah well. It wasn't to bad.

I went and said goodbye to James. And then I went home.

When I got back here I would collect my dried flowers and put some new ones in my books. Callie let me keep some that fell on the group. And had my leftover chipotle from last night.

I got changed and laid down. And would eventually fall asleep.

I woke up when James came in. I told them to wake me up for real when they got done in the shower. And I would take my time getting myself together. James had two podcasts to do today. And once I was up and dressed I left.

I drove out to joann's to buy yarn. They didn't have the colors I wanted but I got black and that's fine. I went to savers next and had a weird interaction when I asked to get by someone and they were really rude. They were blocking the whole aisle and I waited a little but they weren't moving so I asked politely to get by and they made a fuss backing up to make room and then said I should have gone down a different aisle??? No?? You don't own the whole store?? It out a bad taste in my mouth. I hadn't had my headphones in but I would put them on now because I didn't want to hear nasty people anymore.

I would end up finding two more skeins of yarn that were brand new and the brand I like. $3 a piece! So I was very pleased. And I found a little white towel rack (?) That was only $2 and I am going to use as camp and I was very pleased. And older lady, as I was leaving the store, told me it was a really cool find!

I checked out and went over to the goodwill. There I found a dress for the Ren fair. And had a nice conversation with the woman at the counter. She thought using the dress for the Ren fair was a great idea.

In the car I decided I wanted a pretzel. But the Towson mall was closing soon. So instead I drove out to white Marsh mall. And got a piece of pizza and a pretzel and walked around the mall for an hour. Smelling all the lotions at bath and body works. Looking at the jewelry and makeup at Claire's. Enjoying that goth fashion is back at hot topic. It was fun.

At 730 I went home. Getting back here at 8. As James was finishing their podcast. While they did that I played with making my Ren fair outfits. And soon would go and take a shower.

Me and James have been hanging out in bed since then. I am cozy and happy.

And tomorrow is the first day of camp!! I'm excited. I hope it's a good day and everything goes smoothly. Wish us luck. I love you all. Goodnight!!

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endekashi · 25 days ago

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人生最良の一本。

One of the best run of life.

畏怖の念を感じる程の大自然の中に入り込んで、少しの恐怖を乗り越えた先に、忘れられない体験をしてし��ったらそりゃもうあなた。

If you enter an awe-inspiring wilderness, overcome a little fear, and have an unforgettable experience, that's you.

本日はお一人様。先日の里山ロングツアーでいきなりロングハイクを体験したお客様。フロムUK。

先日に比べれば今日は楽勝ですね！ところが…。

One person today. A customer who suddenly experienced a long hike on a recent Satoyama long tour. From UK.

Compared to the other day, today was a piece of cake! However….

行きのリフトで板屋クラフトの松原さんに遭遇。このお客様を紹介してくれたのはラッピーの松本さんなんで、あと松澤ユキヤスさんに会えば白馬三大松コンプリートですね！頑張って！（なにを？）

I ran into Matsubara-san of Banya Craft on the lift on the way to the top. It was Mr. Matsumoto of Rappy who introduced me to this customer, so if he meet Matsuzawa Yukiyasu-san again, he will have completed the three great Hakuba Matsu! Good luck! (What?)

その松原さんの新作。うん○バスケット。

く、く、くだらね〜！でも最高！！

欲しい人はこちら。

This is Matsubara's new work. Poop Basket.

Damn, that's crap! But it's great!

If you want one, click here.

なかなかガスが抜けないので、ゲレンデを2本程滑ってから、ほんじゃ行きましょかー！！

風でパックされた雪は表面を踏み抜くとズブズブと沈む。あらら、こりゃあスノーシューにはなかなか厄介な雪ですな。

The gas was not letting up, so after a couple of runs on the slopes, it was time to go!

Wind-packed snow sinks when you step on the surface. Oh well, this snow is quite tricky for snowshoeing.

なかなかガスが抜けねえな〜。さみいな〜。太陽でないかな〜なんて歩いてると遂に！！

It's hard to get rid of gas. It's cold. As I was walking around hoping for the sun to come out, it finally did!

神々しい御山がお顔をお見せしてくださいましたよ。

The divine mountain showed us its face.

おっしゃ〜！！ほんじゃ張り切って頂いちゃいましょうかー！！

Yes! Let's get on with it!

最初のメロウな斜面は風に叩かれてましたが

The first mellow slopes were beating in the wind.

続くピッチから最高なほうていが待っていてくれましたー！！

The best snow was waiting for us from the following pitch!

生まれて初めて味わうスケール感。

A sense of scale he tasted for the first time in his life.

俺もお客さんに撮ってもらいました。

いやあ、仕事忘れちゃったよね。

I had a customer take a picture of me too.

Oh no, I forgot my job.

どうだった？と尋ねると、『人生最良の一本だった』と。ガイド冥利に尽きるお言葉をいただきました。

How was it? I asked him, 'It was one of the best run in my life.’

I am very happy to hear that as a guide.

さーて、なかなか手強い登り返ししますか。

Now, let's make the tough climb back up.

ちょうど、隣の斜面を滑っていたカラーのトネさんと遭遇。俺のガイドのお師匠さんです。ラッセル一緒に協力しようって事になりまして、変わりばんこ登りました。登りながら、トネさんと色々と世間話を。ああ、なんだか懐かしいなあ。カラーで働いてる時、一週間の反省会が終わった後、トネさんの井戸端会議が始まってなかなか帰してくれなかったなあ〜。まあ、面白かったけど。

Just then, I ran into Tone-san, a color sports who was skiing on the next slope. He was my guide master. We decided to cooperate in russelling together, so we climbed up the slope one after another. While climbing, I chatted with Tone-san about various things. Ah, how nostalgic. When I was working at Color sports, after the weekly review meeting was over, Tone-san's well-meeting started and he didn't let me go home. Well, it was fun.

図らずもおっ始まった、カラーとのコラボツアー。うちのお客さんは一番後ろを歩かせてもらって助かりました。

The collaboration tour with color sports, which started without a figure. Our guests were allowed to walk at the very back of the line, which was a big help.

休憩中、結構寒いなと思って気温測ってみると@1550m、1120hrsで-7.8℃。う〜んなかなか冷えてますね。

During the break, I thought it was pretty cold and measured the temperature @ 1550m, -7.8℃ at 1120hrs. It was quite cold.

登っていくと昨日の降雪中に起きたであろう雪崩が。

破断面は40cmくらいありそうです。サイズは1.5~2くらいでしょうか。

As we climbed up, we saw an avalanche that must have occurred during yesterday's snowfall.

The crown looks to be about 40cm. The size is about 1.5~2.

さて、我々はこの辺でトラバースします。トネさーんありがとうございました！

Now we will traverse this area. Thank you very much, Tone-san!

本当は大きくトラバースかまして隣の斜面にこんにちわしようと思ったんですが、思ったよりも雪が深く、どんどん落とされてしまいました。仕方ないので一本目と同じラインを滑ることに。

すんませーん！完全に俺の判断ミス！

I was going to make a big traverse and say hello to the next slope, but the snow was deeper than I expected and I kept getting dropped. I had no choice but to ski the same line as the first run.

Sorry! My bad judgment!

それでも下の方には全然いいところ残ってて楽しめました。

Still, there were still some totally nice places left at the bottom, and We enjoyed them.

いや〜ごめん。もっといい所連れていけたのに。と言うと「いや、パーフェクトデイだったよ」とのありがたいお言葉。

Oh no, I'm sorry. I could have taken you to a better place. I said, “No, it was a perfect day." Thank you for your kind words.

お客様が満足してるならそれに越したことはありませんね。

まだまだ、魅惑の斜面はいっぱいありますので、また行きましょう！

本日もお疲れ山でした！&おしょっ様でした！

If the guests are satisfied, so much the better.

There are still lots of fascinating slopes to go back to!

Thanks again for your hard work today

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joonebugg · 2 months ago

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Live Joonebugg Arcane reaction

Go watch Arcabe before reading further, it's really good

Spoilers under the cut

Episode 1

Kinda cool how Jayce used a smaller hammer initially and then Vi shows up with a giant hammer to help him. Idk if it was intentional but considering the care that's put I to the show I think it was

SHE BECAME A COP⁉️

Puppies :]

Episode 2

Tbh Jinx my fav, love manic pixie dream girls frfr (ik she's way more than that but you all get what I mean)

Yaaaa get it girlll

The poow smoke😭😭😭/pos

Omfg shut uppp nerddddd/j

Me when I'm high on that za (I've never been on that za ever)

WHO IS THAT BADDIE⁉️👅👅👅

HE'S ALIVE⁉️

Bro survived in the gelatinous cube

PURPLE GUY⁉️

Okay are these guys faggots or what?

THEY ARE‼️

Wait did I misinterpret partner orrrr?

EKKO!!!!!!!!

I love this stupid little gremlin guy, he so whimsical and jolly core

He so mischievous

That "Ekko" was lowkey rooted in hate

Need the flashing mushroom thing STAT

Killing that munchkin man with my lazer eyes

Bro is a fucking pussyyyyyy

That little kid so sillay

Episode 3

That rose is really pretty :]

God I love lesbians

Knew they were gonna fag it up

Love Lest, so cunty

"Oh, ball sockets"😭😭😭/vpos

Love Jinx's little decorations. You get it, whimsical girl!

Woahg

FUCK THE POLICE!!!!!!

Hello???

Pretty colors :]

NO WAY CAIT REALLY JUST SAID THAT

Eugenics core...☹️

Absolutely stunning visuals

What the hell is happening

Wait nvm I get it

HOLD THE PHONE

Episode 4

These songs are all bangerrrrssss

Dude this is actually so cute

BROOO😭😭😭/VPOS

So they're just targeting blue haired people now?

That bird mask person literally me

ISHA NOOOOOO!!!!!!

So they're just arresting little kids now too?

What is that creature?

I heart punks chat

THE OLD LADYYYYY😭😭/VPOS

Poor Isha☹️

Hello mama👅👅👅(that creature thing)

WAIT HOLY SHIT!!!!!!! VANDER!!!!!!!

Episode 5

Dude she is out of it

That lion mask EATS UP

This architecture is lovely

They need to start slap eachother like siblings do

ISHA☹️☹️☹️

Wahhhhh😢😢😢

WAHHHHHHHHH😭😭😭

WOAHG!!!

God I love this show

Duuuude.......

WAHHHHHHHH😭😭😭

HOLY MAMA👅👅👅HELLO BEAUTIFUL😻

Episode 6

Isha's little nod😭

Victor becoming a godlike entity was not on my 2024 bingo card

"He is worth the risk"😢😢😢

Bro like Jesus Christ if you kinda think about it

Sorry

The watercolor is lovely

No fucking way chat

Killing these guys with my super laser eyes if they hurt Viktor or anyone in this crazy ass cult he built

GRAHHHH I HATE PEOPLE IN POSITIONS OF POWER!!!!!!!

I LOVE YOU JINX I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU

YAY!!!!!! YAYAYAYAYYAYAYA

THINGS ARE GOING RIGHT YAY

My boy is OUT OF IT

WAHHHHHH😢😢😢

JAYCE WHAT THE FUCK

Oh goddddddd

☹️

SHOOTING JAYCE WITH MY SUPER LAZER EYES

ISHA WHAT ARE YOU DOING

ISHA NOOOO😭😭😭

Episode 7

YAY!!! EKKO

This is so epic...guh

Wait why the hell is this guy a twunk again?

Wait nvm I think I get it

Dear lort

Oh mine gott

THIS SONGGGGGG RAHHHHHH

Hear me out on those things chasing Jayce rn

Love that I only had one super serious thought and that was it

Jayce is going through the fucking ringer rn

How innovative!

God I absolutely adore this alternate timeline stuff

These subtitle actually suck ass omfg [sings french] spell out the words💀

Dear lort

Oh my goodness gracious

Episode 8

Holy shit she is gorgeous...guh

Mel😻

Nothing like chewing on ice at 1 AM binging the second season of Arcane right fellas?

Okay back to the original universe now

Jesus christ this thing has some insane power who gave this to him?

Oh my lort

Huh?

Hear me out on that thing Viktor is using to talk to Jayce

Like hey there mama👅👅👅come here often?

God damn her hair is so long

Oh emm gee

THEY'RE BEING DRAFTED⁉️

Sorry I'm being a tad bit silly rn

Getting freaky faggot style

WAIT THAT WAS A JOKE THAT WAS A JOKE I DIDN'T KNOW THEY WOULD GET FREAKY FAGGOT STYLE FOR REAL HOLY SHIT

SHE ATE HER OUT⁉️

Going from that scene to a serious scene was kinda crazy

VANDOR OH MY GOD

My guy☹️

NOOOOOOOOO😢😢😢

Episode 9

2016 gacha life ass song /pos

Istg I've been here for like hours never even checked how many episodes there are. I think there's 10

Idk

GUH...

I heart Maddie bro she a cutie patootie

I say while there is an active war going on

Thought that since episode one👅👅👅

Gorsh

WHAT THE FUCK MADDIE WHAT THE FUCK

☹️

JINX!!!!!!!!😝😝😝

Viktor☹️

Absolutely adore those porcelain mannequin looking things. They were animated immaculately

Grandparents kitty cate came in, her name is Ebony :] (like the black piano keys)

Oh my gah

God these visuals are beautiful

GET HIS ASS EKKO

This is so beautiful guys I'm actually crying

Goodness gracious

Guys I'm being g so serious when I say this brought me to tears

Oh my god it's over😢😢😢

#arcane #arcane spoilers #joonebugg rambles #tw f slur #tw suggestive #tw sex mention

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midnightwind · 3 months ago

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after putting in just over 80 hours into the game and doing as many side quests as the game let me (before A Choice changed things) I'm gonna just go off about the game

this will be Very Long

first up: I fucking love the majority of the game, like 2/3 or even 3/4 maybe is stellar, it's exactly what I wanted from a Dragon Age game! the new combat system was snappy, the spells all mostly felt unique (I have only played through once, on a mage) and being able to redo my build at any time without needing a special item or npc or room? Fantastic qol thank you so much, game team (same with the glamor system and character mirror being in the Lighthouse)

I liked getting to finally see Minrathos after basically waging a quiet war against the Venatori in it back in Inquisition and Neve was fun! I love my detective best friend (even if she'd probably heavily consider stabbing my Rook at the end of the day based on Choices) and I got to be a motherfucking Antivan Crow I have been dying to see more of that faction ever since I picked up my stray Zevran back in Origins

I have my own issues with the portrayal of the faction, but I get why they had to drop or quietly push the more negative aspects under the bed (even if it takes away a decent chunk of the spice imo) I'll dig into them later

Treviso was beautiful and sad, Arlathan stunning, Nevarra was such a cool 180 on area designs and culture, Rivain felt a little weaker comparatively but you get Taash a little late and we're stuck on a coast that is like all ruins and no city so kind of tracks, anyways the point is I like the glimpse into the world we got outside of Fereldan

I love our companions, it was so fun and delightful to hear the banter, the Origin specific comments they got, how they'd roam the Lighthouse to interact with each other, how they would update a silly little grocery list as the game progressed! I miss being able to run the usual party of Player + 3 allies, and I missed out on a lot of good banter I would have loved to see for it though (<is here for the characters first, story second, gameplay third)

this is the most polished DA we've ever gotten, it looks beautiful (fourth times the charm lmao) and I think it's fairly usual par for the course content wise, it's neither leagues better nor worse than any of the other games imo

but there's two glaring issues that has me wanting to chew through concrete

pacing and ineptitude

the game fucking Rushes you through quests, outside of the main story scenes all the character quests and moments are under 20 minutes (their core quest tending to be the 20 minutes, and most interactions being maybe 3 minutes of chatting and 10 minutes of running around) the amount of times I had a cutscene linger on the characters just staring at each other in silence for 10-20 seconds for no reason only to get pushed out the door after engaging with their little ! bubbles left such a bad taste in my mouth

now I did romance Lucanis, and he's the slow burn that goes so slow it's more like a hand warmer than a fire (I adore him and Spite and I wanted so much more content about them) so I am colored by that here as I've only done 1 play through so far .w. but he wasn't the only companion, or even story beat, that suffered from being abruptly cut off or left to the side

the main story has Ghilan'nain and Elgar'nan show up in the same location, the same fucking arena as the gang after you've ruined some pawn or plan from them and they just scowl at you and leave

they just disappear

and they do this So Often

after a certain point, you can't keep having the big bads, the culmination of evil and conflict, just following the gang actively ruining their bid for as if they're eating popcorn and telling us to do a flip and have it play off seriously or feel good

when we confront Ghilan'nain at Weisshaupt I was so fed up with the gods showing up and going nah we're fine, instead of just killing us right there and then which was only made worse as you head out to finally take them both down at the end of the game

you can't keep pulling the fake out in the exact same way on loop and changing next to nothing between the exchanges, it ruined the last stretch for me

they also just did nothing with Elgar'nan's powers he's this great tempter and dominator and he tries to tempt you (poorly) Once and then you break his influence and fuck off

what a waste of a god who could pull literal mind games on you, trap you in your worst nightmare, show you your allies falling one by one until you're alone and you break, just a colossal waste of such potential imo

which then plays into the constant ineptitude of the team throughout the game

you go out of your way to do their personal quests, to shore up their confidence and tie up loose ends so they can walk into a fight no one should expect to walk out of, and then it feels like it barely matters

I managed to max out all the factions (expect one...) so they barely needed help and watching Harding (sorry babygirl) die for no real reason because they refused to have the assassin strike while the enemy was distracted until after she died felt dogshit

Neve getting mirror-napped was terrifying though, that ruled and I felt awful for letting her do that (Bel would have also sucked tho, there was no winning)

but why are our characters, after the entire game of building up support, confidence, and abilities still like level 1 mooks in these fights with 0 new tactics? I get needing the stakes to still be high, but I was sweating bullets trying to coordinate who did what while keeping my baby boy Lucanis at my side (having Bel help the Crows felt So Incorrect and I was Terrified) but you have to let us win? sometimes?? maybe you can pull it off where you don't have Harding/Davrin die fighting Ghilan'nain, but I don't feel like I did anything wrong? did my saying "by any means necessary" Once truly cause that or is that just scripted?? I cannot tell you because none of my other decisions seemed to fucking matter outside of Neve not wanting to be in the party for the final fight because I let her city burn and got her kidnapped (not really, but my Rook was losing her mind when she was grabbed lol) I don't like feeling as if I have to sack one character I adore to set up stakes that have already been fairly well established by the decimation of the Wardens and Veil Jumpers (and Shadow Dragons/Crows) leading up to this point

I appreciate the attempt to give us real stakes, but it was such a sour experience for me, it shouldn't have come at the cost of the team feeling unable to do Anything Ever in these fights (esp as I decimated them in gameplay) ((I'm only like a little extra bitter about Lucanis just doing the same shit, getting caught, and having it feel like making peace with Spite meant nothing, too, that also is infuriating))

like honestly the gods were fucking boring once I reached them which feels bad to say?? not to mention I had a game breaking bug happen in my Ghilan'nain fight that forced me to reload (blight boils never became vulnerable... lol.....) leading into 2 different "this is the final push" fake outs and then we don't even use the red lyrium dagger?? the flaw it had from forging didn't matter??? Elgar'nan just decides to brawl us???? we spent so much time building up to him being crazy powerful and crushing his enemies and then we just slap fight (maybe the flaw was supposed to be a sign that the dagger wouldn't work and that's why he was just sitting in Minrathos idk they don't try to explain shit)

also also, the Blight was cured??? nothing on that, Neve just isn't blighted at the end okay and we don't get a proper world story breakdown of what happens after for the companions because I guess DLC is coming which also feels bad

it felt like the pacing and writing just jumped out the building the second we had to start prepping to actually take down the gods and I'm so disappointed by it

the character writing also seems to have suffered because of the Origin quest lines which.... sucks I won't lie, I love these people and I wanna learn more about them and get to know them, but knowing that a good third (it feels like) of their characterization is locked behind you playing as their faction.... that's rough

and no warning on the fact that grabbing both Lucanis and Davrin will lock you out of a whole city's merchants and faction super early in the game??? just punished for wanting the whole gang before you start doing quests? that fact alone makes me want to scrap my next two Rooks I already started playing because knowing I need to somehow buy out everything from vendors and gain rep with one faction as fast as possible feels Awful (you get that gear Later, right before the final fight where it won't matter that much so I'm putting on clown make up) it just turns the early game into a chore

part of this is my refusal to not just take the L with a whole city, but gear kind of fucking matters to how the game is played?? it feels so bad, man and I didn't even get to see what I missed out on with the Shadow Dragons for picking Treviso because I was a whopping 10 hours in, I had barely done anything

I dunno, I don't have a satisfying way to end this

the writing was fine outside of the gods just... I don't even know how to phrase it, they weren't good enemies, and the characters getting short changed or rushed A Lot before having their agency and work thrown out the window because we needed to spend 3 hours of endgame "really struggling" for the threat we'd established quite handily through the entire game up to that point

I like Veilguard, I'd say it's one of my favorite games, but the lead up to the end and your whole game hinging on maybe 3 major choices you make at the end sours it for me a lot

maybe as I play other routes, my disappointment will cool, but this game had the potential to be so much more than what it is

I hope people play it and have fun, but there's going to always be a note of dissatisfaction to me

also Antivan Crow rant: you can't just turn them into discount Batman dude, they torture and kill trainees and are Assassins lmao like I appreciate the attempt, but you can't just throw 3 games worth of reputation out the window like that

Spite should have had more influence and screen time, Lucanis should have had his own room like they planned, the companions in general should have gotten more time to be there and be present in all moments

thank you for letting my Origin matter, I'm glad I got to play an Antivan Crow mage who grew into her role and overcame her shortcomings that led to her joining Varric's team

and I super called Varric being dead the second he was stabbed

(also I clocked Illario instantly and was baffled from second one on how Ivenci was allowed to shit talk the Crows in front of 2 Talons without dying, can't believe they were left alive just to be a funny boss fight to cap off the Crow quests lmao)

edit: forgot to add in that the companion quest bosses were run down instantly and were all basically reskinned elites felt bad!! I barely knew anything about any of them!!! why did they feel like a rushed afterthought?

#alright I'm not going to reread all that right now but #those sure are my thoughts and I sure got more and more off track as I went lol #game is like a solid 6 or 7 outta 10 for me #DAV Posting

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bedroomsubmissive · 8 months ago

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Fantasy ll

Part 2

Suddenly, I realized she said we, and I remembered the pic that was sent to me. It was not this woman.

Who are you? You do not look like the woman in the pic that was sent to me.

Suddenly, from a distance, I hear another woman's voice. You're right, sir. The picture was of me. As she stepped into the blue light, I recognized her face. She was even more beautiful in person. She looked almost Asian but mixed somehow. Her skin was a light bronze color and so smooth and creamy looking. Her hair was thick and almost black, and it was pulled back into a high pony tail. She appeared tall but only because of the heels she was wearing. She was actually petite but seemed to be assertive and confident.

I am @#$#, and I can see you are pleased with what you see. I'm glad because we are going to be spending some very intimate time together. We are excited to have you here as our playmate.

Your playmate? We were supposed to meet at a club and get to know each other. I did not expect to be in this situation. Let me down from here this crazy!

Hmm, feisty! I like it. We want you to take deep breaths and relax. As my colleague said, we will take good care of you. Don't worry. Honestly, relax!

Before we start the evening do you need anything? Would you like something to drink or eat?

I want you to let me dowm so I can leave. This is illegal. I am being kidnapped and held against my will.

Hmm, I seem to remember our conversation when we were chatting. You described one of your fantasies to me. Then you agreed to meet with me. You inspired me, and now I want to thank you by making your fantasy a reality.

As she said these words, my inside voice said, "Oh shit." I knew now I was in for a hell of an evening if she really was role-playing the fantasy that I discussed with her. If I had known this woman was this wild, I wouldn't have confided in her.

Are you sure you don't want anything before we start the evening? Yes. I want to leave.

You will be free to leave in a few days when we are finished with you. A few days,are you crazy?

It's OK. Relax. You are our guest and our toy. Just know that whatever you want or need, just say it. Food drink even rest at some point. In-between all that, we have everything planned.

She looked over at her college, who was also very pretty. She was a little taller and slightly fuller bodied but still perfectly built. She looked Latino or Brazilian. "Let's start the evening.

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etes-secrecy-post · 1 year ago

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Hi, before I explain my post, I want to say something important.

• What you see my blog has become a major overhaul. And despite the changes, I decided that my 2nd account will be now my artwork blog with a secret twist.

⚠️NEW RULE! (W/ BIGGER TEXT!)⚠️

⚠️ SO PLEASE DO NOT SHARE MY 2nd ACCOUNT TO EVERYONE! THIS SECRECY BLOG OF MINE IS FOR CLOSES FRIENDS ONLY!⚠️

• AND FOR MY CLOSES FRIENDS, DON’T REBLOG IT. INSTEAD, JUST COPY MY LINK AND PASTE IT ON YOUR TUMBLR POST! JUST BE SURE THE IMAGE WILL BE REMOVED AND THE ONLY LEFT WAS THE TEXT.

⚠️ SHARING LINKS, LIKE POSTS, REBLOG POSTS, STEALING MY SNAPSHOT PHOTOS/RECORDED VIDEOS/ARTWORKS (a.k.a. ART THIEVES) OR PLAGIARIZING FROM UNKNOWN TUMBLR STRANGERS WILL IMMEDIATELY BE BLOCKED, RIGHT AWAY!⚠️

😡 WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT EVER LIKED & REBLOG MY SECRET POST! THIS IS FOR MY SECRET FRIENDS ONLY, NOT YOU! 😡

Okay? Capiche? Make sense? Good, now back to the post…↓

No #OnThisDay throwback post, only exclusive for super secret blog(s). But, I have this.

Title: Aace's Music Love

Hello, February. Aace Speedster 🐺🐶⭐ asked me to draw a comic based on his relationship story with May 🐰👊💥, a friend of the Speedsters Family. So, why not! 🙂 After all, "Valentine's Day" is coming up within few days. 💘💌 So, let Aace do the talking. The floor is yours. 😊

Aace 🐺🐶⭐: A thank yew (you), cweator (creator). 😊 And Paw-llo, everyone! 😄 I'm hewe (here) to show ya my welationship (relationship) story with May 🐰👊💥. So, hewe we goes! 😄

IMPORTANT NOTE: Despite how lazy person I am 😩🥱, I decided to make something different for the coloring. And that's inspiring a Game Boy color style. 🎮🖌️🙂

○○○○○○○📘Here's his story 📖○○○○○○○

Comic 1 & 2:

Aace 🐺🐶⭐: It was snowy day, and I saw May dwinking (drinking) her nice cup of cocoa, so I hide myself fwom (from) the bushes with my guitaw (guitar) gifted from her 😳🎸. I was vewy newvious (very nervous) and blush, so I decided to take a bweath (breath) for a moment, while I was wemembewing (remembering) some few music lessons via videyow tutowial (video tutorial).

Comic 3 to 5:

Aace 🐺🐶⭐: Aftew (after) my bweak (break) fwom the bushes, I wrise (rise) up & I begin to pway (play) my guitaw with a simple swipe; May heaws (hears) my music stwings (strings).

Comic 6 & 7:

Aace 🐺🐶⭐: May tuwn (turn) around her head, and she saw me waving, and then I intwoduced (introduced) to myself. May appweciates (appreciates) me holding a guitar that she gifted me from Chwistmas (Christmas).🎁🎸😄 With that, I must commenced my own musical note to impwess (impress) her. 😁 Even though, I'm not a fan of music, I'm only gewd (good) at auto mechanics and scientific stuff fwom my pawents (from my parents). 🤔

BTW: Me 🇵🇭: I uh... I draw a different version of his guitar compare to A-Pal's version, but let's pretend to be the same.

Comic 8 & 9:

Aace 🐺🐶⭐: I cwear (clear) up my thwoat (throat), tuning my guitaw befowe (guitar before) I sing my song while pwaying (playing) my guitaw as I can! 🎶🎸 I didn't see May's weactions (reactions) 😖, though. But, I pwedict (predict) that she's not impwessed my new talent. I guess?

Comic 10 & 11:

Aace 🐺🐶⭐: Suddenly, my guitaw stwings (guitar strings) snaps entiwely (entirely), unable to play it. 😨 Yeah, I was vewy shocked because I'm not built to song or pwaying musical instwuments (instruments). I told ya... 🙁

Comic 12 & 13:

Aace 🐺🐶⭐: On the pwus (plus) side, I was vewy good spiwit (spirit) from my inexpewience (inexperience) music, and May gave me a decent thumbs up fow (for) my effowt (effort). 😊👍 She offwered (offered) me a nice cup of cocoa fwom a hot cocoa stand, and then we chat to talk about related things, ouw pewsonality (our personality), and mowe (more) while looking at the beautiful scape on wintew (winter) season. 😋☕🍫

Aace 🐺🐶⭐: Looks like, I'll be sticking with my pewsonal (personal) skills rather than pwaying music, so I'm not gonna thwow (throw) my gift from her. I'll dispway it in my bedwoom as a wemembwance (remembrance).😉🎸 So yeah, that's the end of my stowy (story). Thanks fow listening! 🙂

And that's all for now, I'll be making more Aace 🐺🐶⭐X May 🐰👊💥 relationships, this Feb! 🙂💘💌

Aace Speedster (Chowder OC) - created by ME! May (Rabbit OC) - owned by @bryan360

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faggotisaacfloofs · 2 months ago

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Thank you for nudge! I havent been able to fix them more, I'm still really unhappy with how it is, and it has long way to go, but. Maybe can help show some options?

So to explain: first i am using sorta proloquo2go but inspired by proloquo. So the top 3 rows stay the same every page (except pop-up folders). I also started out with 2 verb pages, like proloquo has, one with more "vague" verbs and one with less vague verbs, which is how proloquo organizes. But. I can't understand that way of organizing. So I've changed it a lot. But I still have 2 verb tabs and haven't been able to merge them yet. I also have learned motor planning of a lot of them so I'm resistant to change it. Will probably at least put all the folders on both verb pages?

I also use pop-up folders and add related verbs. On big verbs like, Go, I use the secondary action feature, so it works as a regular button if I want or opens popup if I double tap. And all the buttons with bold borders open up the pop-ups (and the Very Bold outline means just regular folders)

Here is screen caps, all are described. If anyone is overwhelmed looking at image, I suggest read the description for breakdown on what is happening.

One thing to know is that I use color coding to help me. In general I use color based on part of speech, but for folders where all words are the same part of speech, I color code groups of similar words so I can find them easier. I have a really hard time with visual scanning so it helps me.

Let's start with Verbs 1 folder, which is on top bar and therefore always accessible in every folder (except popups).

ID: screenshot of proloquo2go AAC app, 8x14 grid. Page is Verbs 1 folder. They are loosely grouped based on connection and color coded. There are some verbs like may, should, keep, happen, might, cause, matter, that are all one color. There are blue verbs of sound, hear, listen, communicate, tell, say, speak. There are green verbs of learn, teach, practice, coach, read, write, type, spell, copy. There are several more groups of verbs including words like prefer, increase, expect, see, look. There are 4 subfolders of thinking, feeling, body, and telling.

ID: thinking folder, again grouped by similar words and color coded. Group of blue has understand, solve, answer, count, question. Green verbs of suppose, intend, plan, infer, promise, mean, identify, figure. Other groups include words of, believe, trust, pick, lie, disagree, obey, study, focus.

ID: feeling folder. Fewer words, loosely grouped, not all color coded. Words like tingle, taste, smell, hate, don't care, decline, celebrate, win, propose, marry, divorce, laugh, cry, sigh, offend.

ID: Body verbs. A very full folder, grouped and color coded. One group has, slide, fall, slip, trip. Another group has sit, stand, exercise, walk, rub, stomp, hop, jump. Another group of fyl, swim, climb. Another group fidget, rock, stim, knock, shake, rub. Many more groupings, with only 2 blank squares on the whole page.

Body verbs is a hard folder because there are So So So many body verbs. So I try to fit a lot on other pages, under other things like Move or Telling.

ID: telling verbs folder. There are fewer verbs here as a lot have been moved to the first verbs 1 page. There are grouped words again, including words like, dial, text, hang up, misspell, chat, meet, interrupt, remind, sing, yell, tease, swear, and more.

Okay then Action Words / Verbs 2 folder (always accessible on top bar)

ID: verbs 2 folder. Lots of the buttons have a bold outline, saying they open popup folders to related verbs. Another very full page with grouped words, color coded, and some subfolders for Water, Chores, Making, Body, and A-Z verbs. Some of the bolded pop-up verbs include make, bump, sort, roll, move, live, join, buy, build. Some other verbs on the page are open, close, protect, drop, lift, pick, put, take, play, work, stay, follow, eat, die, hide, break, cut, stretch, fit, pack, plug in, tap, swipe, charge.

Here are some examples of the popup folders. For popups I don't have the top 3 rows of core words. In them I also include the conjugations for the different forms of the word because I find the way proloquo2go does conjugation and word forms to be extremely confusing. Wish it just gave a list so I could pick the right one. So I have lots of popup folders with just conjugation for words I use a lot. But often include related words.

Here is popup folder for go:

ID: the popup does not have usual top 3 rows. Instead it has all forms of verb go, and related words with their forms as well. The related words are: drive, ride, walk, pass, fly, visit, roll (which is bolded and opens the roll popup folder), and travel. There are also some nouns related to the verb. So next to drive is driver, next to ride is rider, etc. The conjugation is ordered the same for each verb, and it goes for example, the verb to ride, is buttons in a row of, rider, rode, ride, rides, riding. In these folders only the present tense (ride, go, etc) has an icon, so it is easier to find. The conjugations just are text only.

Here is popup for move:

ID: this popup for move includes the related words of shake, vibrate, slide, climb, crawl, lift, rise, nudge, shift, reposition. All verbs have all their forms same as previous.

Here is the making subfolder:

ID: A regular folders with normal top 3 rows of core words and folders. This folder has grouped color coded words and includes: sew, weave, plant, build, dig, carve, cook, blend, mix, chop, fold, glue, dye, draw, take picture, decorate, form, and make bed, and many more. End ID.

Even just posting this i realize how inefficient it is, like verbs are repeated a lot. Practice is on both verb 1 and verb 2 page, for example. Climb is in move folder and in body folder. And definitely just lots of cleaning up and sorting still to do. But I have been successfully learning the motor planning for a lot of verbs so it is working to some extent. It takes me a long time to go through and group them and I can only do a little bit at a time, it's so overwhelming. They really need better verb organizing. I just don't know how to do it in a way to make sense to my brain.

Anyway hope this might help!

button-based AAC users how you all organize verbs other than A-Z folders or page of alphabetical words…

bc look at this page n process nothing read nothing other than overload cognitive. n this just words proloquo2go come with it not even words add myself

[id: symbol based AAC grid of 8x12 full of verbs, pink button with text on top picture on bottom. end id]

#aac #aac user #proloquo2go #p2go #described #isaacfloofs talk

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