#I want to spray them with an entire can of bug spray

[dusk-the-cat]

I actually chase Pilby around and pelt them with rocks when Mach isn’t looking

[bunnis-monsters]

🕸️Legend of the Drider🕸️

Bunni’s Monstertober Event(Oct1)

Male!Drider x Fem!Reader

Oct2

warnings: light web bondage, breeding, oviposition, possessive behavior, reader is a bit insecure about her body, body worship and praise

summary: You go on a trip, hoping to build your confidence before you go back to college. When you get trapped on a mountain during a storm, you realize a legend about spider people may be real when you encounter a horny one for yourself.

A/N: I don’t know much about college so don’t kill me if things are inaccurate 💗 also don’t expect all of the halloween posts to be this long, some will be short and some on the longer side >< also guess the inspo for this story in the comments…

my ko-fi if you’re feeling generous~

If you had known how your trip up a nearby mountain would end with you in the clutches of the spider creature you’d only heard of in legends, you would have stayed home that October day.

But you were bored, wanting to find some fun stuff to film and meet a cute stranger while you were at it. That’s why you packed your bag and left for the nearby tourist attractions.

First you walked through a big pumpkin patch, taking pictures with a 50 pound pumpkin. It wasn’t as impressive as some you had seen online, and you knew that wearing a burnt orange sweater while posing next to it would only bring on ridicule.

You weren’t thin, and if someone from your college saw that picture, you were sure they’d compare you to the pumpkin, saying it was your twin.

Well… you had never even really talked to a single in any of your classes. You weren’t the type that liked to socialize. Too many times had you been burned, finding out they were being your friends for a prank or had been talking about your body behind closed doors.

Part of you knew it wasn’t right to judge others before even meeting them. After all, it happened to you more times than you could count… but you were still too shy and insecure to take that first step into making new friends.

That’s why you took a bit of time off of college to try and build up your confidence. It was important to you, learning how to love yourself so you could truly love others.

Ever since you went through puberty you had been aching for someone to love you, to adore you with their entire being…

How would you even be able to believe them if you didn’t love yourself first?

So you laughed at the picture of you next to a pumpkin and placed it into your scrap book before packing it away in your backpack.

You repeated this at several tourist attractions, even finding the courage to speak to a few attractive men and women. It wasn’t as scary as you thought, they didn’t look at you with disgust or say anything mean. They simply spoke with you before giving a smile and going about their day.

‘Maybe there really isn’t anything to be afraid of after all?’

The last stop on your list was the Arachne Mountains, named after a certain legend surrounding the area.

“Huh… spider people have been sighted several times over the year, and there’s a reward for anyone that can catch them on camera…”

You squinted at the pamphlet in your hands, trying to read the small print at the bottom. “What does that say? It’s so small…”

With a shrug, you stuffed the pamphlet into your bag, pulling out the bug spray instead and spraying every bit of bare skin. Mosquitos just loved you, and you didn’t want to be itching the whole bus ride home.

As you walked up the mountain trail, you took many pictures, but mostly of the gorgeous scenery.

A vast forestry landscape spread out beneath you, and the mountain path winded through the forest. As you continued walking, the path worn down by several years of hikers began to become more overgrown and less accessible.

“Huh… doesn’t seem like anyone’s been this far up in a while…”

When you thought about it, the stand with all the pamphlets was abandoned and dusty, the window broken. You just assumed they didn’t have the budget to fix it… but now you were second guessing yourself.

And that’s when a storm hit. Earlier that day you had heard something about a thunderstorm on the radio, but it was supposed to be that night, not now!

“Shit!”

You ran through the rain, slipping on mud and losing your way. The rain was so thick you could barely see in front of you. Tree branches scraped against your sides and caught on your clothes, ripping your sweater and scraping you up.

By the time you were finally able to take shelter in a nearby cave, you were absolutely drenched and covered in scratches and scrapes.

You slid down to the ground, panting and taking off your sweater, now heavy with water. It plopped against the ground, and you reached into your backpack.

“Fuck…”

Your phone had no signal, and you wouldn’t be able to go down the mountain to call anyone until the storm died down.

You yelped, jumping up from your seat and backing away from the entrance to the cave when lightning struck close by.

This sent you further into the cave, nearly tripping on the uneven, rocky ground.

Most would expect a cave out in the middle of nowhere to be cold and damp, and smell of moss and dust. Surprisingly, the further you traveled inside, the more… “cozy” it seemed.

It smelled almost like cinnamon and felt pleasantly warm. This made your shivering die down, your soaked clothes forgotten at the entrance of the cave.

Little did you know, you were slowly being lured in deeper by the inviting warmth and pleasant smell…

The first sign that something was wrong was a skittering that could be heard further into the cave. The hair on your neck stood up, but you tried your best to reason with yourself.

‘It’s probably just some rat or bug…’

But as your phone battery went out and darkness enveloped you without your only source of light, the noise got louder as whatever was making it approached.

You yelped when something brushed against you, and tried to scream, but your mouth was covered and something sunk into your neck…

Darkness.

——————

When you awoke, you felt something warm yet sticky enveloping you, keeping you from freezing while trapping you in place.

You were barely awake when you heard a purr like sound coming from the dark corner of the cave. A man’s face was barely visible within the shadows.

He was handsome, his eyes a dark red and hair a soft blonde, almost platinum color. It seemed he had been the one to trap you there.

“Hello, my dear. You’re finally awake…”

As soon as you were fully conscious, you began to struggle against your bonds, finally looking down to see what was keeping you from breaking free.

“Are those… webs..?”

You felt almost faint, staring down at the whitish, substance wrapped around you. It looked like thick, velvety ropes, but they were so sticky that you knew that they couldn’t be.

“Indeed.”

The man began to move forward, the same skittering sound appearing once more. You looked on in horror as his lower half was revealed.

Below his torso was not a set of legs like a normal, no, it was the abdomen of a spider.

‘The legend… is true?’

You had been captured by one of the spider people of myth…

“You must be scared… you’re just a human girl after all, and I’ve taken you away.”

He reached out, caressing your soft cheek with his hand. “But do not fear, I’m not planning on eating you, little one.”

His hand traveled down your face to your shoulder, his fingers playing with one of your bra straps.

“Far from it…”

Your cheeks heated up as he easily cut through your bra, his eyes on your now bare breasts.

“I’m in need of a mate to carry my eggs… and you’re the only woman that’s traveled to this mountain in ages…”

He breathed against your neck, licking the bite mark he left there earlier. “God, I could hardly hold myself back the moment I saw you. Such a plump, perfect woman, you’ll carry my eggs well…”

You whines as his lower half creates more webs, keeping you suspended in air, but freeing your soft cunt.

Quickly, he tore off your panties as well, growling lowly at the sight of your pretty, fat pussy. “Oh, my little mate, already this wet? Perhaps this was fate, for me to be sent this angel from above…”

He plunged a finger into you, pressing against your gummy walls and stretching you out as one of his spider legs nudged against your sensitive clit, just enough to stimulate you and get you to cum all over his fingers.

“There we go… such a good girl…” he purred into your ear, beginning to stroke his monstrous cock. He drew out several orgasms from you, prepping your virgin hole for him.

Within seconds, you were lowered down, your hips hovering over his as he nudged the head of his cock against you.

“Gods, you’re so soft…”

He kneaded your fat belly and thighs, purring in delight. “You’ll make such a good mother… you’ve got child bearing hips, like you were just meant to carry my eggs…”

Soft nips and nibbles were left on your neck and breasts.

“Every ten years, us driders go out to find a mate that’s suitable for us. I am the last of our kind, so there are no females left for me…”

He smiled, beginning to push in.

“But you… are not just going to be the woman that carries my eggs. You’ll be my mate, and I’ll cherish you.”

It was uncomfortable and painful, the way his cock stretched you out. You gritted your teeth and he cooed, but wouldn’t allow you to close your legs, two of his spider legs kept your thighs apart so he could sink deeper into your fat cunt.

“Shh, shh… it’ll feel good soon, my love…”

And he was right, his cock stretched you in such a delicious way, hitting all the right spots and making you cry out in pleasure.

He mounted you, fucking into your needy cunt as he groaned into your ear. “Gonna take my eggs, okay? My sweet girl, you’ll be such a good mommy won’t you?”

Suddenly you felt something push into you. Was that…

He was cumming, eggs filling up your pussy and settling into your womb. Soon your belly would swell as the eggs grew and developed, but for now, you were tired…

He kissed along your shoulders and neck, nuzzling into. Slowly, he lowered you down from the webs, curling up with you in a dark corner of the cave.

“You’ll be pampered, well taken care of… never again will you worry about a single thing…”

As you began to drift off to sleep, you realized that this creature truly thought you were beautiful… it made you happy.

So you snuggled into him, too full of cum and eggs to really even try escaping. Why would you?

You were loved… you felt truly beautiful for the first time in your life.

“I’ll prepare a cabin soon, there’s plenty of abandoned ones nearby. Wouldn’t want my mate to be uncomfortable.”

The way he nuzzled into you was filled with such love and care. He must have been lonely, being the last of his species.

So you decided to stay… at least for now…

Want a part 2? Send me a kofi and ask for it~

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[sexy-monster-fucker]

Aromatic

Sex Pollen!Eddie Brock|Venom x Spider-Girl!Reader

Summary: After a failed fight with a local villain, Venom and the Reader find themselves overwhelmed by some gas that was sprayed on them.

CW: choking, oral f!receiving, p in v, creampie, breeding kink,

a/n: so sorry this took so long, I’ve been stressed out here lately! I’m leaving the villain ambiguous so you can decide who it is as you read :)

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Cold Autumn air cut through your suite like a knife. Swinging around the city as the sun went down, checking for any sign of mischief. Catching a glimpse of one of your partners in an alleyway. Deciding to check-in on him and see what was going on.

You crawled slowly down the wall behind him. Sneaking up to see if maybe there was something he was hiding.

"I know you're there," his deep voice rumbled in your ears.

Venom. An alien symbiote. Vigilante by night. Not entirely sure who his human vestige was underneath. Always curious, but never willing to ask.

You hopped off the wall with a sigh. Landing directly behind him, "Your senses are getting better."

"I can always smell you coming," he chuckled with a grin on his face. Your cheeks flushed under your mask. There always was a hint of flirtation between the two of you. You jokingly sniffed your armpit, “Do I really smell that bad?”

Venom scoffed, “Of course not.” A small sting of embarrassment on his tone. Like something deep inside him did not want to offend you.

You felt your senses go into overdrive. Whipping your head around in the direction you were being called to. Leading your gaze into the small view of the streets you had from the alleyway. Hearing the familiar laugh of the villain you had been tracking for weeks now.

“Come on,” you instructed him as you thwipped a web up, pulling yourself higher. Landing on top of the building surrounding you. Staring at the new machine they created. A giant vessel holding some colorful liquid on its back. Giant legs hoisting it up as it rampaged down the streets. Clamping down on cars and throwing them into buildings.

You and Venom diving down head first into the battle. Venom stopping the newly thrown car mid air before it struck a mother and her child. Your webs wrapping themselves around the arms of the machine, pulling and pinning them backwards. The villain shooting a dreadful look at you.

“So this is what you’ve been up to? Thought you were just scared to see me,” you mocked as you shot webs against the arms, pinning it to the ground.

“Pesky bug!” They shouted at you, fingers rapidly pressing buttons on the board of the machine. Watching as a canon extended from the back of it. Feeling your senses tingle every end of your nerves.

“VENOM! WATCH OUT!” You called out as you swung over to your partner. Attempting to shield him from whatever attack was coming from the villain. Your body moving without thinking to his defense.

Gas poured from the cone-shaped end. Surprising you that a missile of some kind didn’t fire out. Thick smog filled the entire street you were in. Fogging up your vision and burning your nose.

You both coughed as the dust coated the insides of your noses and throats.

"What the hell was that?!" Venom growled, noticing the villain had disappeared in front of you.

"I have no idea," you coughed out, "I don't feel any different. Not noticing any physical changes."

"Maybe it was just a distraction," Venom groaned frustrated that you had let them get away. Slamming his giant fist into the nearby concrete. Quiet cursed grumbled under his breath as he jumped back to the ground. You followed closely behind, shooting a web and sliding down it. Feeling a ting in your heart for him.

Walking over and flattening your hand against his back, “We’ll get them next time.”

The monster sighed.

Your chest jumped. The growl on his voice vibrating through your entire body. You swallowed heavy as you awkwardly removed your hand from him. His white eyes looking over his shoulder at you. Widening when they met yours.

“I’ve got to go,” Venom forced his head forward. Rushing off from you. Somewhere you were unsure of. An abrupt end to your nightly routine.

You headed home. Swinging along the large glass buildings in your city. Jumping down a hidden part of the alley next to your apartment. Grabbing your bag you had hid and changing clothes.

Your body went through the familiar motions as you walked up to your apartment. A haze around your vision, your mind somewhere else entirely. Unsure why you felt what you were, but focusing on the one thing that cleared up your fog.

Venom.

Your large alien partner in crime. Well— stopping crime. Ever since you had parted ways after your failed face off today, he was the only thing you could focus on. How gentle he always was with you, his deep voice, how effortlessly flirty he was with you during your endeavors, his tongue—

Oh God.

You felt every last vein in your body run hot. Tingling spreading from between your thighs throughout your body. Fumbling as you tried to get your key in the lock, hunching over at the deep sensation taking over your body. Your breath hitched in your throat.

- click -

Fuck, finally.

You stormed into your apartment. Arms wrapped around your chest. Your clothes feeling extra tight. Sweat bubbled along your body. You fanned yourself with your hands. Rushing into your kitchen to open the freezer. Cool air persisting your sudden sweats. Nothing was cooling you off.

You stumbled down your hallway as your core throbbed, an unspeakable feeling seizing your figure. Grabbing the box fan from the closet. Hurrying into the living room and plugging it in. Slumping against your couch directly in front of the fan. Growing agitated at the feeling swirling deep inside you. Unsure how to calm it.

A loud knock at your door made you sit completely up.

Why didn't your spider-sense warn you?

Walking over to look through the peephole. A man with a beard wearing a black leather jacket stood before your door. Not someone you had recognized before. Something inside you begged for you to open the door.

"Hello?"

The man awkwardly smiled at you. A hint of sweat on his forehead. "Uh- Yeah, hi," his eyes darted around the stairwell.

"Can I help you?"

"I think you can actually," he sighed, seeming like there was something he wanted to say. You could see his tongue moving around in his mouth as if he was feeling out the words before saying them.

Suddenly, black ooze began morphing around his arm. Quickly taking the shape of Venom's head in front of you. "We need to come in now," Venom insisted. Your body instinctively moved out of the way allowing them inside.

"How did you find where I live?"

"Do you feel it too?"

You blushed. Completely overtaken by the smell of him. The musky cologne mixed with the sweat on his skin. How his plump lips begged you to plant yours against them. The way his dark eyes stared into yours.

When you suddenly realized. He was feeling the same way you had been all afternoon. The deep burning inside you. The way your body ached and craved another. One that you could not put a finger on until now. It was him.

"Yes," you breathlessly said. Following close behind him.

"I told you so," Venom hissed in the man's face. He held up a hand, pushing him away from his face. "I'm Eddie by the way," he smiled at you, "We've kinda knew each other through some costumes before now." You returned his smile. Feeling a connection to him beyond understanding. Almost like you had known him forever.

“So— uh… guess we need to talk about this? It had to be whatever that psycho sprayed us with earlier. I’m not exactly sure what the side effects are, but I’ve been feeling—“

“Aroused?” Venom blatantly asked, embarrassing his human half. Eddie reached out attempting to cover Venom’s mouth. Pink decorating his cheeks at the aliens lack of social skills. Both of you sharing in your color filled facing.

“Sorry about him—“

“No— No I think he’s right,” you walked over to Eddie and Venom. Locking eyes with Eddie. Both of your bodies instinctively meeting each other. His hands splaying around your lower back, your arms wrapping around his neck. A warmth rising between you. Spreading throughout your body from where his hands met your skin.

“Have you been feeling it too, Eddie?”

His tongue came out to wet his lip. Dark eyes examining your face, pupils blown in lust. A sigh of a “yes” falling from him as he leaned in to plant his lips on yours. Tenderly you kissed back and forth. Tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Soft groans sharing between kisses. Taste of your shared saliva filling your senses.

Eddie’s kisses turned hungry. One hand roaming up your body to tangle in your hair, deepening your connected mouths. He led you backwards, the back of your legs hitting the couch. Bending as you sat back, Eddie’s arms pinned on either side of your head. Your lips parting as you stared at each other. Black pupils stared into yours. Feeling yourself grow lost in his presence. Needing him all over you.

“You smell delicious,” Venom’s deep voice huffed into your ear from behind. Turning your head to meet his gaze. Not even noticing he had crept up behind you while his host hovered over you. A tentacle of ooze wrapping around your neck and pinning you back against the couch. Ripping the air out of your lungs with his strength. Eddie’s lips kissed along your jawline, “Tell us if you want to stop.” You nodded in acknowledgment.

Your eyes squinted shut as their touches stimulated you. Eddie trailed down your body, knees hitting your floor. Fingers traced the waist of your shorts, playing with the elastic. Deep blue eyes stared up at your arched neck. Pressure left your neck as Venom retreated. Taking a deep breath that had been escaping you. Leaning your gaze forward to meet his eyes.

"May I?" Eddie hooked his finger around your waistband.

"Please-"

Eddie pulled your shorts down your legs. The sensation of his hands barely touching your skin sending shivers through you. He admired the darkened fabric of your panties as your core leaked for him. A goofy grin coming across his face. His hot breath fanned at your clothed entry. He leaned forward planting an open mouth kiss against you. Your hips lunged forward at the sudden contact. His hands gripped your thighs firmly holding you in place. "I'll make you feel good," he promised breathlessly. Eyes fixated on the faint image of your pussy in front of him. The smell of your arousal sending him over the edge. Animal like urges taking over. A strong hand ripped your panties off in one swipe. Eddie's brows raised in shock. Looking up at you with an awkward smile, a faint "sorry" escaping him.

Dipping in, his tongue swiping up your entrance. Your breath growing shaky, head falling onto the back of the couch. Trying your best to let him take control. Dying to grind into his face and ride his tongue. One of your hands tangled in his hair, lacing your fingers through it. A grunt vibrated through you when you pulled his hair a little harder than intended. One of his fingers circled your entrance, coating it in your juices before sliding it inside. Curving it with each slow and long thrust. Eddie's name a loud moan from you.

It rang in their ears. Venom inside Eddie's mind telling him to keep going until he had you a squirming mess. Fueling the fire that burned inside Eddie. His hard-on throbbing and begging to be inside you. Whatever had taken over the two of you stinging his skin. Your taste on his tongue turning him on even more.

Your orgasm was approaching at a rapid pace. Your legs were shaking with the magic Eddie worked on you. You were panting, eyes squinted shut in pure ecstasy. You felt Eddie rocking back and forth differently than before. Looking down to see him humping into your couch while still going down on you. Hot breath hitting your core as he continued sucking on your sensitive nub. Your eyes met, holding together. Eddie's brows contorted slightly, wanting nothing more than to be inside you. You could feel the coil inside you about to unwind. One more curve of Eddie's finger had it washing over you. A loud moan escaping you as you gripped his head for support. Forcing yourself further onto his face.

"That's it," Eddie cooed.

You sighed, your body relaxing into the sofa. Your hole still gripping around his finger post orgasm. Slowly, he removed his finger from you. Huffing as he rested his head against your quivering thigh, a wide grin on his face. Admiring how your chest rose and fell with every harsh breath you took. He held his finger up in front of his face staring at how your orgasm coated his finger. Pushing it between his lips and cleaning it off. Lingering in the taste of you.

"Eddie..."

"Yes?"

"Please, I need you to fuck me," you begged. He sighed heavily. Rising to his feet in front of you. Dropping his jacket from his shoulders, then pulling his shirt off. Undoing his belt and dropping it into the floor. Scooping you up into his arms effortlessly. Strength clearly from his symbiotic partner. "I thought you'd never ask," Eddie smiled at you, kissing your lips. Taking you down the hall where he assumed your bedroom was. Pretending the monster in his mind was not leading him to the area strongest of your scent. That's how Venom had taken him here to begin with. When they both were overcome with a desire they could not relieve themselves. The symbiote begged Eddie to allow him to go to you. You were what they desired.

Eddie sat you onto your feet, hands grazing up your sides as his forehead rested against yours. Lips locking with yours. Tongue exploring your mouth. Hands groped your chest. Pinching at your sensitive nipples through the fabric. Hands finding their way under your shirt, dancing up your back to the clasp of your bra. Fingers effortlessly undoing it. Pulling your shirt and bra off in one clean motion. Lips attaching to the soft skin of your chest. Sucking purple marks into them as his fingers rolled your nipples.

"Your skin is so soft," he moaned into you.

You moaned, grinding your knee into his erection. Hands circling his waist, dipping into the band of his jeans. Playing with his boxer-briefs underneath. Undoing the button and zipper. Hand delving down and wrapping around his thinly clothed cock. Eddie's hips rutted at your touch. Smiling into your skin.

Suddenly you felt yourself get thrown back onto your bed. Nude body on complete display for them. Eddie's wide eyes stared at you. Venom had grown impatient. Deciding he could no longer wait to be inside you.

"I want her now, Eddie," Venom growled in his face.

Eddie dropped his jeans and boxers. Hard cock springing free. You felt your mouth watering at the sight. Spreading your legs, inviting them in. That burn inside you igniting again. He stepped in front of you on the edge of the bed. Hand gripping his erection, pumping it. His brows furrowed, "Not what I need." His head tilted to the side as he eyed your body.

His toned body leaned on top of yours. Muscles flexing as he held himself up, other hand guiding himself at your entrance. Circling your folds with the tip. "Fuck, Eddie," you moaned. Forcing yourself down on him just enough to take his head in. Eddie groaned at the feeling, "Ah- Y/N, goddammit."

Eddie planted a strong kiss against yours lips as he sheathed himself inside you. Rolling his hips, allowing you to adjust to him. An instant relief overtaking you both. Exactly what you needed.

You felt ooze touching every inch of your body. Venom wrapped himself around you, wanting to feel as close to you as Eddie was. Stimulating your sensitive body, pinching at your hardened nipples, wrapping around your wrists and interlocking with your fingers. Far more intimate than you thought he was capable of. "Pretty thing," his voice boomed inside your ears.

Eddie continued his thrusts inside you. Face contorted at the relief he felt. Your insides cooling the burn he had been feeling. Walls coaxing him further inside you, practically sucking him in. Needing him all over you. Loving the attention Venom was giving you. The symbiote finding his way down to your clit. Circling it.

Your back arched. Moaning loudly at the feeling. Overstimulation taking over your senses. Losing yourself as Eddie's cock hit the spongey spot inside you that had you seeing stars. Breath hitching in your throat as your eyes rolled back into your head. Your cunt contorted around his member as they got you closer to your edge.

"I could fuck you forever," Eddie groaned as he leaned down closer to you. Lips tangling together as your wrapped your arms and legs around him. Pulling your bodies flush together. Venom spreading across both your bodies. Connecting you more than you had ever been with anyone else. You began meeting Eddie's thrusts with your own. Needing him to fill you up.

"Want us to breed you?" Venom licked his lips, "Dirty girl..."

You and Eddie's eyes locked. Lust blown pupils staring into each other. Both your mouths hung open, sharing the same air. He cocked an eyebrow at you, asking the same question that Venom had.

"Cum inside me, Eddie," you moaned, breath escaping you as he thrusted harder into you.

Hips snapped into you. Harsh and sloppy thrusts. Venom continued circling your sensitivity in an attempt to get you both to finish at the same time.

"Come on, Eddie," Venom snarled, "Fill her cunt up."

Eddie's face rested in the crook of your neck as he searched for both your highs. Grunting with each snap of his hips. "Yo-You have the per-perfect pussy," Eddie praised you as he felt your walls begin to tighten around him.

You came undone around him. Walls spasming around his cock. Pushing him over his own edge. Eddie shot hot up inside you, coating your walls with his seed. Pushing himself as deep inside you as he could get. His body twitched with each rope he shot into you. Lips kissing your skin.

Eddie slumped his body onto yours unable to remove himself from your warmth. Savoring the feeling of you wrapped around him. Your hands rubbed his back, nails scratching at his skin. Hesitantly, Eddie rolled off of you. Pulling himself out. The mixture of juices inside you spilling out. Venom forcing it all back inside you.

You rested against his chest. The fire inside you finally subsiding. Both of your chests heaved with deep breaths. Bodies having been worked.

"You can stay here," you sighed.

"We would love that," Eddie kissed your head.

~

[END]

// Thank you so much for reading! It feels so nice to return to the character who originally got me writing so much on this blog. I've missed these two so much. My inbox is always open for requests. If you want to be tagged in the future let me know! //

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[ohbo-ohno]

idk if any of you have peacock/have seen ads for their show "teacup" but i can't stop thinking of smth similar with ghost (entirely unedited)

like, you buy a house out in the middle of nowhere - maybe a cabin, just to get away from society a bit. and you say you won't stay for long, but then you get used to things, start enjoying the peace and quiet you get away from all other human life, and you just... stay.

and then one day you go outside, and there's a giant spray painted ring around your house - enough for you to walk a bit but not so much that you can reach your garden. and there's a man standing maybe fifteen feet past the line, wearing a mask that covers his face, but clearly just staring at you. he's massive, casts a shadow that crosses over the line, but almost unnaturally still.

he tells you that he won't cross the line, that everything past it is still yours and safe. but if you cross the line in any way, you're his. the fact that you won't last long without food from your garden isn't something that needs to be said, you're already taking stock of the food inside your pantry.

you'd gotten comfortable out here in the wilderness, with your garden producing everything you could want. you never got into canning - bought a book on it, but never even cracked the spine. it's so much work, and you were perfectly happy with going to the garden before dinner and throwing something together with what you could get.

but now you're stuck. you see the man outside your window sometimes, walking around and around and around the circle, never passing it. every room in your house has a window, and there are days where you feel like he's following you, every time you glance outside he's just there.

you don't see him at night. you have no idea where he goes - god knows if he ever sleeps, you're not sure if he's even human - but you can't see him in the dark. the light from your windows doesn't stretch to the line, and the moon isn't enough to make him visible. once the sun goes down, he's just gone.

that's what gives you the nerve to step outside one night, long after it's gotten dark. you're hardly breathing as you tip-toe towards the line, eyes trained on your poor neglected garden - it's been several days since he first arrived, and no one has tended to your poor food. you're not even sure what you'll be able to get, if he's really gone.

he seems to be, or at the very least you certainly can't see him when you stop right at the edge of the line and look around. your flashlight illuminates the edge of the forest as you scan the trees, the circle of light smaller than you'd like. there's nothing.

you stand there for several more minutes, just staring at the food only a few feet out of reach. there's plenty of food that you know has already gone to waste, but you're hoping, praying there's enough to fight off your hunger just a bit, just long enough that you can think past the ache in your stomach long enough to attempt a plan.

(you'd been unable to think the first 24 hours, a creature of panic and nothing more. by the time you'd calmed even a bit, you'd been so hungry you could hardly breathe, then gotten sucked back into your panic after one look at your barren pantry. why had you never bothered to save food?)

your first step over the line feels like a crime. you almost squeeze your eyes shut just to wait for something to happen, but you force yourself to keep your flashlight active, not letting your eyes settle as you scan the forest again and again.

each step feels like you're stepping on glass, heart in your throat. it's dead silent in a way you've come to know the forest never is. the only thing keeping you from darting back inside is the desperate, animal need to eat.

you fall to your knees at the edge of your garden, plucking as many cherry tomatoes from the vine as you can, shoveling them in your mouth without even checking for bugs. there's nothing here but you and then man in the forest.

they burst on your tongue, cold and juicy and tangy and delicious. you feel delirious, having gone more than three days without eating by this point. the tomatoes could be spoiling on the vine, dotted with rot, and you'd still savor them like they're nectar.

you drop your flashlight after the first mouthful, desperate to use two hands and grab as many of the fruits as possible. the light illuminate just a small section of the trees ahead of you, blades of grass casting high shadows.

you only notice how much you've lost focus when the flashlight flickers off next to you. you can't move for a moment, juice dripping down your chin, paralyzed at the thought that he's somehow snuck up on you, made it to your side and taken your only light.

but he's not by you, you're still alone. you can feel it acutely, some instinct at the back of your head saying predator near, hide but not screaming in the way it had on that first day, when you'd been closest to him.

still, you're on your feet in the next moment, fruit abandoned in the dirt as you sprint back to your cottage. your not far from the circle, just mere feet, but it feels like an insurmountable distance.

you can feel him, he's right there you know it. the forest is quiet, the only sound the crunch of grass beneath your feet and your heavy breaths, but you swear you can hear his voice echoing in your head. not an inch past that line, love. then you're mine.

it's not a surprise when you're tackled to the ground, not really. still, you scream, tomatoes already churning in your gut and bile gathering in your mouth. your nails claw desperately at the colored grass, so fucking close to your safe haven, your cage.

"got you," he hisses over your shoulder, so heavy over you that you can hardly get in a breath. you scream soundlessly, face contorted in tear as you break your nails in your desperate digging. "you're mine."

the lights from your cottage seem like hardly more than the flame at the end of a matchstick as you're dragged away, your strength nothing compared to his as you're taken further and further from the safe haven he'd allowed you. by the time you hit the tree line, you don't have the energy to even try to scream.

[ssahotchnerr]

girl dad aaron AMUSEMENT PARK EDITION!!!!!!!

he would spend all his money at the ring toss just to get his girl the prize she wants. he would hold her hand on the swings. he would give into her begging to go on the big drop ride. he would ride in her bumper car, whispering, “c’mon. let’s bump into mommy. it’ll be funny.” he would make sure to smear her in sunscreen. he would let her wear his sunglasses. he would buy her dippin dots and funnel cakes and cotton candy. he would carry her on his shoulders. he would get wet on the water rides with her. he would guarantee they get to sit in the back or front carts (it’s only appropriate to sit in the front on some rides. other rides, it’s only appropriate to sit in the back. he would know which ride requires the back seat and which requires the front because he’s asked around because he wants his girl to have the best experience on the rollercoasters she can.) he would pack so much water to make sure everyone stays hydrated (he’s also got a fanny pack. i don’t make the rules.) he would pose for the cameras with her on the rides (silly faces, bunny ears, kissing her cheek, etc.) and he would obviously buy them and hang them on the fridge until the entire fridge is covered in them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

aw aw awwww are you trying to make me cry?????? 😭💞💞💞

baby girl's his ride buddy of the day 🥹🥹🥹 it works out perfectly too. i feel like aaron's not too keen on rides - he gets nauseous easily and can only take so much 😭 whereas you're still okay - so you'll go on the more extreme rides with jack. as the two of you are doing that, aaron's on the more tame rides with baby girl, or standing on the sidelines with her in his arms, pointing out you and jack on the ride 🥰 and for the kiddie rides that don't fit an adult, jack happily goes on those with her hehe <3333 best big brother

aaron's hand is always in hers, she's in his arms, or in a stroller, just always accounted for. he's terrified she'll somehow wander away (although she knows not to) or he knows how easily someone could come swoop her up and take her far away (mosley lane 😭😭😭😭) and STOP the visual of her on his shoulders, in his sunglasses that are far too big for her, gripping onto his hair or his head as she chatters away - pointing out what she sees, what rides she wants to go on, what snacks smell yummy, or simply talking about anything <3333 sobbing

when it comes to the prizes, aaron's definitely paying way more than what that item probably cost to make, and knows it's 'lowkey' a waste of money 😭 but there's no price when it comes to baby girl's happiness, he'll do whatever it takes 🥰 the smile that forms on her face when she finally gets the plushie she wanted??? priceless and it's a memory they'll both hold onto forever - aaron takes full advantage of those type of memories 🥺

the bumper cars!!!!!!!!!!! the true highlight of the day 😭 aaron's with baby girl, you're with jack. hehe you peer over as aaron's sneakily whispering to her and eyeing the two of you👀, you know what he's scheming and tell jack the very same thing 🤭 "we gotta get dad and your sister". the laughs that erupt from both of them as they bump into each other 😭😭😭😭 it's contagious, you and aaron are equally as giddy and are loving every second of it 🥰 they even both insist on riding multiple times just to crash into each other LOL

and omg aaron's prepared and stacked for every scenario possible. extra clothes, shoes, socks are in the car (for each family member) for after the water rides. he packs dramamine, ibruprofen, bug spray. he also strategically plans out when to eat snacks or food - to prevent upset stomachs after eating and going on rides 🥴 he brings a tonnn of sunscreen and applies frequently. omg the four of you are pulled off to the side, drinking water and taking a break - you unscrew the top of a water bottle for jack, simply turn your head, and are met with aaron's hands on your face - applying sunscreen generously for you too 😭😭😭🫶🏻 he also brought hats for extra coverage - jack has a baseball cap, baby girl has a cute lil bucket hat 🥰

and AWWW the pictures 🥹🥹🥹 aaron's sure to get multiples too - one for the fridge, for baby girl's room (a pic of them on her bedside table 😭😭😭😭 especially useful when she misses him when he's gone on a case and she just wants her daddy🥺) and his office 😭<3333

as the four of you leave the amusement park when night falls, baby girl is absolutely zonked 😭 her face is smushed into aaron's neck, arms around his neck, maybe even drooling a bit, completely out. hehe so aaron veryyyy carefully places her into her carseat as to not wake her up 🥹 ugh she had the best day <333

[try-set-me-on-fire]

Tagged by @eddiebabygirldiaz for seven sentence Sunday! Here’s uhhhhh more than that from a buddietommy vacation threesome fic-

The day is hot enough that Buck is curled up like a bug on the dock between them. He’d stayed in the water longer than Tommy or Eddie had, and had swum out further than either of them, so when he’d crawled back up onto the old wood planks he’d chugged an entire water bottle and promptly passed out. Eddie glances down at his bare torso, just starting to get a little pink.

“Should probably get sunscreen on him again.”

Tommy snorts as he leans backwards, stretching out to grab the spray can. “And you’re worried you’ve forgotten how to be a dad.”

“Fuck off,” Eddie says as Buck, still asleep, makes a similar sound when Tommy mists him all over with cold sunscreen. “It’s been months, man, that’s so long for a kid, who knows what he’s even into now-”

“Minecraft, right?” Tommy says as he smooths his hand over a few places the sunscreen pooled on his boyfriend’s back. “Wasn’t he on a video call with you and Buck about it for like three hours on Friday? Something about- uh- command blocks?”

Eddie is mildly impressed Tommy remembers the word — maybe — because he certainly doesn’t. Buck had only been slightly better at following along than he had as they’d squinted at the probably impressive pixels on the laptop screen. “I don’t know, I just feel like…” Every morning, still, he wakes up and thinks he needs to get Chris’ breakfast started. Whole parts of his being are wired around taking care of his kid, but since he’s been gone Eddie has been trying — in fits and starts and most of the time guiltily — to figure out what the rest of him is for. It’s part of what got him into the whole mess in the first place, chasing after the dreams of a 19 year old who got those dreams from his parents. A nice wife (but they never liked her, did they) and a good job (but firefighting is too dangerous, isn’t it) and a picket fence (one closer to home, Eddie, you’ve gone too far away.) So he owed it to Chris, owed it to himself, to figure out what the fuck he actually wants, so he doesn’t keep twisting himself into knots and taking out everyone around him when the line breaks. He’s not sure he’s any closer to whatever that is — other than it’s unlikely to include a wife of any kind — but in the time he’s taken trying, what if other things got lost in the upheaval? “I keep thinking I’ll just- not remember to do something. Forget how field trip permissions slips work, or not know what shoe size he wears, or- I don’t know. Anything. I won’t pack his lunch and it won’t be the end of the world but he’ll be hungry that day.”

Tommy leans back on his palms and looks across at him, quiet and thoughtful for a few moments in that way he has, like he’s thinking through every possible response before he speaks. He is, maybe; he’d confessed to Eddie that he’d spoken too quickly when he was younger, is embarrassed about a lot of the dumb shit he’d said, so he tries to take his time with his words now. “Eddie. You took us up here this weekend to check and make sure this place is accessible to take your kid to this summer. And- I get that’s a big thing, a big gesture, and maybe you’re worried about messing up the small stuff, but… You’ve still got his favorite kind of jelly in the fridge that nobody else eats. You love him, and he knows that. You’re gonna do fine.” He shrugs. “And he’s almost fourteen, if you forget to hand him lunch he’s gonna let you know.”

Eddie huffs a small laugh. “Yeah, I guess he will.” He groans a little, shaking his head. “Fourteen years old, that’s fucking crazy. I don’t feel old enough for that to be true.”

Tommy rolls his neck so it audibly cracks. “Yeah, yeah, you whippersnapper.”

Eddie grins at him. “You feeling the exercise, old man? Need to go lay down?” He cackles and leans away as Tommy grabs the can and sprays a burst of sunscreen at him.

Between them Buck grunts at the commotion, and rolls towards Eddie. He presses his face into the meat of his bare side above his trunks, and wraps his long arms around his torso. Eddie glances up at Tommy, who just looks fondly amused. “Uh. Wrong guy, there, bud.”

Buck stills, and then pulls back a little to squint up at him. Eddie’s not particularly ticklish, but something like goosebump are shivering across the skin of his stomach where Buck’s forearm rests against him. He has to actively try not to shudder as Buck pulls back and rolls the other way, Eddie watching hypnotized as he gives Tommy the same treatment. Buck presses a little kiss onto Tommy’s hip, in the spot he had just been cuddled into on Eddie, and Eddie’s mouth goes dry.

Tommy lets out a little breath, and Eddie doesn’t think he’ll be able to use the sun as an excuse for how pink he’s gotten as his eyes snap up to the other man’s face. Except- he’d been expecting a raised eyebrow, a flat mouth, some visual indicator of disapproval, that this is one step Buckandeddie too far, that all the rest of their codependent lives have been fine, a platonic kind of care built over years of being there for each other through the worst of the worst, but now the uncomfortable answer to what Eddie wants, the uncomfortable answer he’s been trying to avoid because it's something he cannot have, has been found out and the messy insides of him will have once again ruined something good. But what he finds is a tiny little smile and heavy eyes that-

Well, they don’t look disapproving in the slightest.

“You guys hungry?” Buck mutters, words muffled by Tommy’s skin. “We should go start the grill.”

Tommy’s little smile gets wide and lazy, eyes still stuck on Eddie. “I could eat,” he says.

Tagging @iinryer @shitouttabuck @butchdiaz @chronicowboy @homerforsure @rewritetheending @bigfootsmom if you have anything you want to share!

[undeadcannibal]

I LOVED your post about how the Los Vaqueros squad would react about getting rid of cockroaches and bugs.

I was wondering if you could do another one like that but with task force 141.

You don't have to do this feel free to ignore this request!

Summary: How the 141 guys would react to having to get rid of cockroaches for you.

Genre: Headcanons, request(s) Characters featured: Price, Gaz, Ghost, and Soap

Warnings: Mentions of bug squishing, none!

A/N: Thank ya, Anon. I’m glad you enjoyed the post, hopefully you’ll enjoy this one as well! I have a lot of fun writing for the boys. :3 ( Gif credit: xxx )

Gaz―

When I tell you this man fucking h a t e s insects of all types...

He can’t stand them at all but knows sometimes he has no choice but to power through being around the worst of the worst.

When you two got together and you mentioned being unable to stand cockroaches, he’s screaming internally

Does not want to be the designated bug squisher but also will power through solely for you

He’ll complain about having to get rid of the cockroach or whatever the entire time but does manage to get it done

Absolutely does not like to think about the squashed bug in the trash, don’t mention it to him please, he’ll be forced to take it out and put in a new trash bag, does not feel bad at all about doing so.

Also demands a hug and/or a kiss after for a job well done, praise this man for being so brave please

Price―

He's not all that bothered by insects really.

Even though he's taking care of the bug problem for you, will absolutely live it up like he's your knight in shining armor over something so small.

Can totally see him asking for a kiss as a 'thank you' for dealing with the nasty thing.

When it comes to spiders though? He's the one that's running into another room for safety. I personally headcanon that he can't stand them and always exaggerates the size of the smallest spiders due to his fear of them.

Don't ask him to clear out any cobwebs or places that could have tons of them, he'll refuse unless armed with canisters of spray.

Ghost―

He's practically the designated bug dispatcher of the squad anyway with how unbothered he is by them all. So, when you're together and freaking out, he's already coming over to take care of the problem.

Only thing I see him absolutely refusing to deal with is snakes for personal reasons he refuses to disclose.

Still, he couldn't care less about getting rid of pests for you. Actually enjoys it because it makes him feel all the more useful and worthy of you, in an odd way.

Only thing he doesn't like is that they make you scream because it instantly puts him into high-alert and he's running, ready for anything, only to see you practically climbing the walls to escape a tiny thing like a cockroach.

Absolutely is one of those people that can handle most insects without a care in the world, cockroaches included. But, also doesn't care that much about them in the long run, so also seems like the type to like, flick them off of him if he sees anything on him or you.

Soap―

Lowkey just as disgusted with them but much like Graves, absolutely refuses to let you think something as tiny as a cockroach or something similar has him grossed out.

Even though he'll complain about it the entire time, he's quick to help out.

Disposes of it without a second thought, doesn't care about the whole "they're only crime was being small" schtick, he's killing the bastards.

Prefers grabbing something else to squish the poor bugger because he can't stand the feeling of it squishing, even through the barrier of a paper towel or something else.

[screamin-abt-haikyuu]

I dunno if you’ve done this yet but, how do you think the Karasuno boys would react to being asked to squish a spider for y/n??? Totally not because I have a huge fear of spiders and hate having to kill them myself 🥺😭

If they're all together, it's instant chaos.

People are running. Some running away from the spider, some towards. Tsukishima and Kageyama are watching everything unfold with a ❓over their head. Daichi is screaming at everyone to calm down.

Some are screeching and cowering in terror (you, Asahi, Yamaguchi and Yachi).

Noya, Suga and Tanaka are trying to catch it.

Suga wants to catch it to play with it.

Tanaka wants to squish it.

Noya wants to eat it.

This is why Asahi is screaming because he has seen this horror before.

In the end someone accidentally steps on it and ends the chaos.

I know you probably wanted individual reactions so I'm going to do that below:

Daichi:

Stays calm.

Uses a slipper to squish it.

The entire thing is over in 2 minutes.

Suga:

As I said before, he wants to play with it.

Lets it run over his hand until you're screaming at him to kill it.

He doesn't kill it, just lets it free in the garden/hallway/balcony.

Asahi:

You're screaming.

He's screaming.

The spider is screaming.

But he has the Mom friend override™️

So when he sees you're freaked out, he will step up.

No matter how terrified he also is

He will take a long broom or stick and try to shoo it away while you're using him as a human shield.

Doesn't have the heart to kill it so he'll just try and shoo it out of the apartment.

The entire process will take an hour.

Tanaka:

Trash talks the spider while he's trying to chase it around.

Tells it how much better he is and how he is going to get back at it for scaring you.

"You think you're so smart hiding behind the cabinet? Well, take that!" As he shoves a long stick behind.

Finally manages to get it in a place where he can step on it.

Does an evil revenge laugh after it's dead.

Noya:

Menace. Absolute chaos.

Furniture is flying, beds are shaking, glasses are breaking.

He's yelling and challenging it to a fight.

You're yelling at him to not eat it under any circumstance.

Doesn't manage to catch it in the end and the spider gets away.

You're both left cleaning an upside down apartment.

Ennoshita:

He's calm about it.

Tells you not to worry and to go to another room while he takes care of it.

Brings you a snack after and tells you you can rest easy.

Tsukishima:

Teases you (playfully) for being scared of such a tiny thing.

Says he'll take care of it.

Uses a bug spray and disposes of it.

Yamaguchi:

Doesn't have the heart to kill it.

He isn't necessarily afraid of it but spiders can be jumpy and unpredictable and he doesn't like that.

Uses a glass to capture it and then releases it into the wild.

Kageyama:

Throws a volleyball at it to squish it.

Takes a few tries but he manages it.

Texts Hinata gloating about how he squished a tiny spider accurately with his volleyball.

Hinata:

"Oh, y/n chan you're scared of spiders? Don't worry I got this."

He says while his legs are shaking.

Calls Tanaka and Nishinoya for advice and ends up getting a detailed strategy that lasts 5 business days.

While he is on the call, Natsu has picked the spider up.

Cue screaming.

He dives, snatches the spider and flings it outside the window.

Omg lmao this was so fun to imagine. Thank you for your ask! It's been so long since I've written anything and this was so refreshing. Hope you like it!!!

Masterlists

[ciaomarie]

Waiting on my AO3 invite. Here's a one shot Sydcarmy story. Canon compliant. Post season 2. Please excuse the grammar/spelling mistakes. I need season 3 to get here quickly!

Title: Won't You Be My Neighbor

It was her break and for the 89th time in the last three days Sydney reassessed the apartments within 15 minutes walking distance from The Bear. As CDC she no longer wanted to depend on the train should there be some kind of accident, strike, or weather event. There were three that she could afford on her own and many more options if she were willing to become a roommate. She wasn't. If inspiration for a recipe struck her at 2am she wanted to get up and cook if she wanted. She loved the freedom of walking around naked after a shower, picking out her clothes or getting a snack. Most of all she missed turning up her music and dancing like an inflatable tube man in private.

She had sent a message to each leasing office to schedule an appointment next Monday and two of the three had confirmed a 10a and 11a showing. It had been more than 48 hours since she messaged the third so she called. The leasing agent informed her that the specific unit she wanted was no longer available, but they had a gorgeous 2 bedroom for $3800 a month if she was interested. "Okay, now that's just two options" Sydney muttered after getting off the phone.

"Hey mija, what you looking at?" Tina asked sitting down to eat lunch.

"Just apartments. I finally have the funds to move" Sydney answered with a sigh.

"What's wrong? Aren't you happy to be getting out on your own?"

"Oh, yeah for sure. It's just I'm really picky"

"Well, it doesn't have to be forever. Just make sure to read the reviews. You don't want roaches or bed bugs".

"Oh, I can't stand bugs! My dad still has to kill them for me, but I better get a fly swatter and spray now that I'll be on my own soon."

Break was over and Sydney stood up to resume her duties. First she needed to talk to Natalie about the upcoming private party. A celebrity had reserved the entire restaurant next Thursday evening. The names of all staff members on duty that night had to be submitted ahead of time with signed NDAs. It was all happening so fast and The Bear's debt was likely to be paid less than a year after opening. First there had been a Grio article about her being a rising black chef. That led to Keith Lee, the TikTok restaurant reviewer, raving about his to-go order that included the T-Bone and the Michael cannoli. It went viral and suddenly, they were booked for the next three months with a waiting list. She was working harder than ever, getting paid pretty well, and she deserved a place of her own.

After talking to Natalie, she found Carmy working on her prep.

"Hey, thanks! I can take over that now if you want"

"Actually….it's done. I wanted to take you somewhere for like 30 minutes" he said finishing up and cleaning the station.

Sydney folded her arms, her eyebrows raised high.

"Okay, where are we going?"

"I know you've been looking for a place and I think know the perfect apartment for you. Just a 10 minute walk from here. The landlord gave me the key so I could show you today" Carmy said trying to sound casual, but a deep pink flush rose in his cheeks.

"Why is he being weird?" Sydney thought but simply said "Okay, that's dope."

The Chicago air was soft and warm, the clean sunlight making everything look new. Summer afternoons like this made you forgive the brutal winters here. Carmy directed Sydney when to turn left and right, but refused to tell her where exactly they were going. Soon they were standing in front of his building.

The reason for his weirdness was now perfectly clear to Sydney and she felt so flattered that she had to avoid looking at Carmy when she said "So, there's an open unit in your building?"

"Uh, yeah. The people who lived just above me moved and I, uh, thought you might want to see it".

The apartment was on the fourth floor. Carmy unlocked the door and let Sydney go in first. The walls were freshly painted in "Cloud White" and the oak hardwood floors creaked comfortably under their feet. The layout was the same as Carmy's apartment with plenty of windows to let in natural light and a shockingly large kitchen for a 1 bedroom place in Chicago. As Sydney inspected the appliances and bathroom, she decided that if the rent was going to eat up even half of her check it was worth it. She had always admired Carmy's spacious apartment and with her sense of style she could make hers, a cozy bohemian oasis filled with plants, wall art, and actual furniture (eventually).

Carmy had let her roam around in silence for a few minutes, muttering and emitting tiny sounds of joy to herself. When she met him in the living room again, he said trying not to grin too widely, "If you like it, it's already yours."

"How? I know places like this are snatched up fast" Sydney said her eyes finally able to meet his again.

"The landlords, they're a couple, and their 20th wedding anniversary is coming up. They want reservations at The Bear." Carmy explained, desperately hoping to sound nonchalant about it.

"Oh, that's nice work, Carmy."

Then Sydney squealed and cried "This is just what I wanted!!" and she flung her arms around his shoulders in a wild hug. Carmy commanded his body not to shudder as he hugged her back. She was just wearing a t-shirt and without her usual layers of clothing he felt her delicate frame, her slim shoulder blades imprinting on his fingers.

In a moment Sydney pulled back shly and let her arms fall to her sides, her face burning. She made a mental note: Hugging Carmy. Not a safe activity for those who want to cook along side him using sharp objects or sleep peacefully at night dreaming innocent thoughts.

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!" Sydney said taking another step back and making another turn around the room.

Carmy nodded and concentrated on not melting into the floorboards.

"You're okay with this? We already spend 60+ hours together at the restaurant every week and now I'd be in your building! And literally living on top of you."

"Yeah, well, I want you to. You deserve everything you want, Syd."

"Then I'll take it! Just a warning though. If you hear someone belting out Kpop and an occasional thud, that's just my weekly one woman concert, which will be over no later than 10pm. I'm not being murdered."

Carm was no longer unable to contain the width of his smile. This girl is so cute, his body physically ached. How would he get through service tonight?

With a happy shake of his head, he replied, "Thank you, for the heads up!"

With that Sydney marched towards the door and exclaimed "Take me to your landlord!"

Carmy floated behind her.

Cue: Maxwell's "Whenever, Wherever, Whatever"

[zadralien]

He wanted Dib to beg for his life.

Dib has become his life.

Ficlet under the cut.

“Fuck, Zim!” Dib reaches up to gingerly press his fingers to his nose and feels the thick blood pooling down past his mouth. “I swear to god, you fucking bug, if you’ve gone and broken my nose again I’ll-“

“-Shut up!” Zim shrieks, pak legs unfurling and clanking onto the concrete. He rises above Dib and encroaches slowly, legs clacking with each step. “You.. you worm! Do you have any idea what you could have done?”

“Dude, it was just some papers. I didn’t even read them for christ’s sake. They’re in Irken, you of all people should know I’m slow at translating that chicken scratch of yours.” Dib looks forlornly at the stack of crumpled papers a few feet away, scattered and likely marked with a spray of Dib’s blood. He turns back to look up at Zim when he snarls, reaching out a gloved claw to shove Dib back hard.

“They’re not for you, they’re Zim’s private papers!” Zim leans further over Dib, tongue curling and spitting flecks of saliva onto Dib’s face. Dib scrubs at his face, remembering how disrespectful spitting is considered in Irken culture. It burns a little.

“I don’t give a shit what they are. I didn’t even mean to touch them! I just wanted to put my crap down.” He meets Zim’s eyes. They’re a deep red and set in a foul expression. “I’m not interested in your secrets. You can keep those. It’s not like I don’t know everything anyway.”

Zim stiffens and Dib’s expression softens despite himself. He runs a tired hand through his hair and steels his gaze.

“You don’t really think I’m that big of an idiot, do you? You’ve just been quietly shoving your fat green head into my life over the last year and suddenly you save my life. I don’t know man, a guy spends his entire life trying to kill you and then just stops you from bleeding out some random Tuesday? That was weird.“ Dib shrugs, looking away briefly.

“That does not mean anything, Dib-worm. You were bleeding all over my base, it was disgusting. Zim had to stop it somehow.”

Dib shakes his head.

“It’s okay, Zim. I know we’re friends. I don’t know why, and I don’t care to know - but I know you’re lost and don’t know where to go. I know, and it’s okay. I’m lost too. We can be lost together. Your leaders, the Tallest -“.

“Don’t.” Zim grits out, quiet in a way Dib has never heard, didn’t know was possible. Physically, he begins trying to reach one hand out to soothe, to touch, to reassure. Mentally, he begs his sister to come collect his corpse once she realises what most likely happened to him. Damn it, he hopes she realises.

He isn’t that surprised when Zim lunges at him, but he wishes he’d had more time to brace before an Irken claw punches into his chest to grab at the material of his shirt. He wheezes a little.

“You do not know what you speak of, you pathetic slime! Do not mistake your loneliness for Zim’s. Zim doesn’t need you, Zim doesn’t need this dust bowl of a planet. One more fucking word and I’ll finish what that disgusting cryptid creature started last year.”

The human swear word sounds weird coming out of the alien’s mouth, but it’s not the first time. He’d only ever heard Zim swear once before - specifically when he got shredded by a cryptid in the woods and, in a blood-loss haze, made his way to Zim’s base to start bleeding out on his frenemies floor. He knows how hard it is to admit how miserable you are on the inside, especially to the people that matter most.

Well, he had made it this far.

“I know you Zim, and it’s okay.”

Zim’s quiet for a moment before he speaks, clenching his jaw.

“Beg.”

“What?”

“Zim told you, one more word. Now you beg for your pathetic life, you insolent worm.”

“I’m not going to - Zim, stop it. You know I’m right. I care about you too! It’s fine!”

Zim snarls, fist clenched, pak legs raising him to his full height. Dib’s heart drops when he sees one leg glint as it lifts itself behind Zim, preparing to strike.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. He might actually die today. Shit.

“Beg!”

“No!”

“Beg!”

Shit. The leg is calibrating.

“I’m all you have! Kill me and you’ll have nothing. You know it too!”

Zim stops. The leg pauses. His eyes are wide, frightened, conflicted. He chokes out a pained sound, continuing to clench and unclench his fist. He yanks Dib closer by the shirt still tangled in his fist. Dib breathes heavily.

“Beg Zim not to kill you.” His voice is raw, tired. His eyes roam over Dib’s face, carefully categorising and assessing. The stilted pak leg drops back to the ground.

Dib’s whole body un-tenses despite the proximity. The alien’s face turns slowly into a somewhat unreadable resignation.

Dib swallows the lump.

“Please.” He whispers quietly. Swaying, pressing forward.

“You fool.”

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Heyo not sure if you take requests but if you do, Bakusquad with an s/o absolutely terrified of bugs?

Ignore it if you don't take requests lmao have a good day anyway 😔

A request, yay! I very much love these and I hope you’re having a good day too my lovely x

BakuSquad: S/O with a Fear of Bugs

BakuSqaud x (Gender-neutral) reader

Characters: Bakugo, Kirishima, Kaminari, Sero & Ashido

Warnings: Fear of bugs, that’s literally it.

Description: Headcannons for each member of the BakuSquad if they had a s/o with a fear of bugs :)

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He’s kinda like wtf😐 He’s genuinely so confused. He’s seen you take down three villains double your size all at once, and you’re afraid of bugs?

Truth be told, he doesn’t really get it, but he’ll help you combat it all the same.

You can’t step out of the door without him checking if you’re wearing repellant and carrying your spare with you.

Similarly, since they were purchased, your air fresheners have never known a day that they were completely empty.

Katsuki was quite thorough in his research surrounding bug-repelling essential oils- which he restocks the air fresheners with and wears himself. It’s a safer alternative than standard alcohol-based sprays considering his quirk.

Plus, he always smells like peppermint or lavender, so you can’t complain.

If you do happen to have a creepy insect land on you, Katsuki will do everything in his power to subtly turn your attention to something else.

Assuming you still haven’t taken note of the situation, your saviour will eye the thing like he wants to kill it’s entire family for pulling such a stunt, before employing his expert skills and strategically brushing the bug off of you.

Real talk, Eijiro is almost as scared of bugs as you are. He can’t remember when it started or where his fear came from, but he’s not exactly proud of that part of himself.

It’s not very manly in his eyes. Although your fear is helping the red head overcome his own.

Where he would normally run in terror at the sight of a spider or similar spawn of the devil, he now has to plant his feet, ensuring he’s strong and courageous for you.

What kind of a man would he be if he didn’t protect you from harm after all?

Eijiro considers it extra insentive when you kiss his cheek, a reward for his bravery in the face of danger. Though he still breaths an enormous sigh of relief once the area is clear of all crawling or flying things.

With the two of you supporting each other, you can overcome most bug-related challenges easily enough.

But you both secretly still squirm when you even hear someone mention insects or other bug life.

Honestly? He laughs when you first tell him about your fear. But it’s not because he’s making fun of you, he’s just surprised.

He thinks it’s totally adorable actually, and he loves that you turn to him to protect you from all the nasty critters.

He doesn’t always feel like the most heroic person, despite his profession. But if he can help you with your fear, he might as well be All-Might himself.

Denki wears insect repellant whenever he’s around you so that the bugs definitely won’t come near you, even via him.

Although, he accidentally sprayed the repellant in his mouth one time and you thought you were going to have to call poison control.

After coughing for a few moments, with you panicking/ laughing at him, he was okay.

Then he wouldn’t stop rambling on about how companies should make flavoured bug sprays just in case people do ingest them?!🤨

In day to day life, you were unstoppable, but the electric blond was just overjoyed to be your hero, if only for a few minutes.

As much as he tries though, Denki has met his match in a few winged foes.

You only had to express your hatred and fear for creepy crawlers once to Hanta. The two of you never really spoke about it much beyond that, unless you bought it up.

At first you were worried by this, thinking that he thought less of you for your fear somehow.

But the truth was just the opposite.

He just accepted it in the blink of an eye without ever really thinking about it.

Why dwell on it? It’s who you are, and he loves you, and that means doing everything he can to help you along your journey, wherever you want to take it.

So his tape is basically fly paper right? You’d better believe that if there are bugs around, this man is acting out all of his web-shooting fantasies.

Any confirmed sightings near you, and that critter is suddenly whipped away before the little thing even knows what hit it.

Often you’d see tape flying before you had even realised there was a bug nearby.

He’s certainly efficient. It helps that he has a sixth sense for when you’re in danger, in any capacity. This apparently extended to the insect world too.

Mina acts like she’s a one-man protection squad.

She, nor you, especially wanted to harm the bugs, you just don’t want them anywhere near you. It’s like you can feel your skin crawling as they touch you, or even look at you. There’s just too many eyes there to be natural.

Mina puts on this ridiculous act of standing in front of you while you walk down the street to be ‘bug security.’

This mostly just involves her wearing some sunglasses and pretending to be your bodyguard, although sometimes you think she’s a little too dedicated to the job.

God forbid her and Denki get together with you around, you’d have no room to breathe in their canopy-like formation.

If by some miracle, a bug does evade the pink-haired girl and get anywhere near you, this woman will full-on sprint from the other side of the room, or the city quite frankly, to protect you.

Yeah, she’s a good one. She doesn’t once question your fear or call you silly names because of it either. She simply accepts it as her responsibility to stand between you and anything remotely bug-like for the rest of her life.

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plant care masterpost ⋆˚✿˖°

part 1 Types of Plants: plants come in all shapes and sizes and each plant has specific needs! so here's some quick tips to keep in mind while picking out a little plant friend!

a general rule of thumb when choosing a plant is considering how the plant thrives in it's natural habitat and providing that with your care, whether it's in a sunny spot in your window or in your garden outside. Succulents and Cacti need more sun and dry conditions than tropical plants that enjoy more wet and humid conditions. keep this in mind while growing many different types at once!

if growing plants in a terrarium make sure there is plenty of light and air circulation to prevent moisture buildup and rot. do not seal the plants inside! you'll want to be able to remove them in case they get sick.

all plants have unique grow-times and dormant periods. for example plants native to the northern hemisphere go dormant (hibernate) while plants in the southern hemisphere are growing, and vice-versa. plants in their peak grow-time require more water and care than dormant ones.

some tropical plants have very specific needs; like staghorns, orchids and air plants so I recommend researching those thoughroughly before getting one.

I don't have a lot of experience with trees, fruits and vegetables so I'm skipping those for now.

Watering: the amount of water a plant needs depends mostly on what type of plant it is and which climate it's in. remember that growing plants need more water and dormant plants need less!

plants only drink when they're awake! roots are most active during the daytime so water your plants in the morning, afternoon or evening. watering at night will cause too much water to sit in the pot and will rot the roots.

tropical plants are picky needy guys and enjoy very damp, humid, rainforest-like conditions. humidifiers help keep moisture in the air as well as routine misting with a waterbottle, just make sure there's proper ventilation so the plants aren't too wet for too long.

arid plants like succulents and cacti are pros at storing water and need less watering than other plants. (I water mine every 2 weeks. 3 weeks in the winter.)

no plant likes having wet feet! make sure your pots and containers have drainage holes to allow airflow to the roots and so excess water can escape.

it's always better to under water than to overwater! it's easier to save a dried-up plant than a rotten one. so if your plant seems sick it's better to hold off on watering it for a while.

most plants die from getting too much water! overwatering leads to rot, infections, mold, and even attracts bugs! it's a bad time! so only water your plants when the soil is dry and make sure there's proper drainage.

an overwatered plant will look sickly. it might turn yellow or pale, drop it's leaves, or be squishy to the touch. some plants like succulents or cacti may have swollen, cracked stems from absorbing too much water.

an underwatered plant will look droopy and the leaves will feel dry, crispy or wrinkled. water the plant throughroughly until water drains out of the bottom of the container and give it some time to recover. if your plant is severely dehydrated you might want to completely soak it, spraying the entire plant and putting the pot in a basin or tray of water so it can absorb water as needed.

Soil: the type of soil depends on the type of plant, but all plants require nutrients in order to grow. it's important to use well-draining soil and provide airflow to the roots.

typically you want soil that's a mix of organic matter and grit (like pumice or lava rock.) the organic matter provides nutrients while grit helps keep the soil loose so it doesn't compact and rot the roots while watering. (I've been using Bonsai Jack's gritty mix for years and I swear by the stuff.)

keep in mind that thick, organic soil holds water longer than a loose, gritty mix and takes longer to dry out so you should water your plants less. likewise, gritty mix drains faster and may require more watering, especially in the summer.

seedlings require more nutrients and have less developed roots so highly organic soils or coco coir works best. (more organic matter = more prone to rot though so be careful!)

worms are friends. like seriously. earthworms in your pots are a good thing! not only does it mean your soil is rich in nutrients plants love, but worm tunnels help create air pockets in the soil so your plant's roots can breathe easier and helps prevents rot. they won't hurt your plant at all and only eat decomposing matter. if you don't want them in your house though they'll do wonders for your garden!

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Decided to post the final chapter a day early! No Fun in Fungus chapter 5! I’ve submitted myself to @tmntaucompetition and the submissions close tomorrow if you wanted to submit this au as well! Thank you to everyone for supporting and reading!

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“What did we do!?” Leo shouts in confusion.

“I know there’s something you want to apologize for. Even if it’s not your fault.” Mikey insists.

Leo glances away then takes a breath and looks at Donnie.

“I’m sorry about S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N.”

“It seems Mikey can apparently tell the future now because I have no idea why you’d apologize for that.” Donnie deadpans.

“I sent him to go protect gram-gram. He was destroyed because of me.”

“He was destroyed because the Krang loves hurting our family and possessed our extra great grandfather. I’m just glad you didn’t try to do something stupid like face him alone. It would have been your parts I’d have to find scattered around.”

“But….Donnie, you loved S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. How are you not upset? You hate when I break your inventions, and he was way more than just an invention.”

“Are you kidding? You’re really asking me that? I can’t rebuild you! You are not easily replaceable, Leo! I know what I say and how we joke around but I thought that’s just what we did! Do you think I mean everything!? That I want you to be like gram-gram!? Like all the Hamato before us!? No! When I told you to sacrifice yourself to buy us time I said it because you like jokes! I-I didn’t say it so you could go jump into a portal to save the world! Screw the world! Screw all of it if it means I lose anyone!” Donnie ends up tearing up at the end.

Leo feels a lot of guilt creep up inside him. He was very aware about how being in the prison dimension and getting so hurt affected everyone.

At least he thought he was.

“I don’t think that, I’ve never thought that! You guys know I don’t just do this kind of stuff whenever, right?” Leo frantically looks between the three of them.

None of them can meet his gaze.

The guilt turns into a bit of hurt.

“Jeeze, you sacrifice yourself for the sake of the world once and suddenly you’re the craving death guy.” He deflects.

“Leo!” Mikey shouts, eyes starting to glow again.

“You’re joking now? Right at this moment? Am I hallucinating again? You can not be serious!” Donnie joins in on yelling.

Leo looks away from them, eyes landing on Raph.

He’s the only one who doesn’t get angry which surprises Leo. The anger was there at first, he could see it, then it flickered to something else.

Realization.

“You told us and I never thought you were bein serious.”

Donnie raises an eyebrow.

“Told us what exactly?”

“That he jokes to cope. You’re not telling jokes because you don’t care, you’re telling jokes because you’re afraid.”

Leo bites the inside of his cheek.

“I thought I was pretty obvious about it until you guys kept coming after me during the first Shredder situation. If I don’t joke, then I just stop moving and that leaves all of us without portals!”

“Why didn’t you just tell us? It sounds like you were scared the entire time!” Mikey frowns.

“Of course I was! He turned Draxum into a freaking raisin and almost killed dad! How could I not be scared!? What good would telling you I’m scared be? So you could do what? Actually, let me tell you exactly what you’d do. You’d do what you’ve been doing since Mikey rescued me and ignore everything just to make sure I’m okay. We didn’t have the time for that back then.”

“How often do you not tell us how you’re feeling just because it’s inconvenient or a detriment to the mission?” Donnie narrows his eyes.

“Have you considered how much I do say what I’m feeling only for you guys to say I’m being paranoid or messing around? Oh Leo, we should trust the weird spider lady. Leo, stop spraying the bugs to protect this guy from getting mutated. Who cares if we might get hurt during the mutant panic?”

Leo regrets his words as he sees the look of hurt on Raph’s face.

He sighs heavily.

“It’s not on you, big bro. The bigger problem is we kind of all ignore each other? I’m still afraid of bringing up the pizza puffs incident because I’m worried you’ll blow a blood vessel. Donnie got pretty mad about the pizza pigeon too. And then….” He trails off, remembering just how badly he messed up.

“Maybe that’s because we weren’t paying attention to your feelings then either.” Mikey says softly.

“No, what I did was all my fault. You and Donnie could have died.”

“You chose the wrong thing to do, but you were….really messed up, Leo. You didn’t even have much time after your panic attack. We should have taken over for you, or at least try to make you see you weren’t okay.”

“Then….I’m sorry that for as much as I talk, I don’t say what I need to say as much. I’ll try to do better, try to help us all do better.”

Mikey smiles brings him over, nuzzling his cheek against his.

“I suppose it’s my turn now. I am sorry for….a lot of things. I….know how I can be. While I have come to terms with the fact that there are parts of me that I should accept and never change, I do realize what you all put up with sometimes. I don’t always take care in focusing on what you all do for me, small things that can be taken for granted. I want you all to know that no matter what I say or do, I would still personally tear out the still beating heart of anything that comes after us. Then, I would put it on display as a warning.” Donnie says that last part nonchalantly.

There’s a few seconds of silence before Donnie is pulled into the collective hug.

The others are crying.

“Donnie, we love you too!” Mikey sobs.

“That was beautiful, Dee.” Raph sniffles.

“I’ve never heard you say something so emotional, kinda liking the mushy side.” Leo smiles through tears.

Donnie can’t help but tear up too.

He really did love his family more than anything.

Mikey soon lowers everyone down, the chains disappearing as well.

“Can Raph ask how you did all that now!?” Raph grips him by the shoulders.

“I….I don’t even really know. I just thought our family was going to fall apart and it just happened.” Mikey answers.

Donnie glances around.

“Your chains managed to get rid of a lot of the spores. I think the mushrooms must be weak to light like yours.”

Mikey’s eyes light up.

“I can make those things go away?”

“That’s my working theory, but…..I worry about your arms. I’m surprised that they aren’t hurt again now.“

“There is a pretty big difference between chains and opening up a portal to another dimension.” Leo comments, subtly checking over Mikey’s arms.

Mikey hums as he tries to think of a solution.

“Donnie, could you make a weapon?”

He makes a gun and hands it to him.

“Donnie!” Leo and Raph shout.

“Oh calm down, it’s just a dart gun.”

Mikey imbues the weapon with some of his ninpo.

“I need a mushroom to test it out on.”

Raph picks up Leo and Donnie in one arm and Mikey in another.

“Let’s find you one then.”

He carries them all off and together they carefully search for the mushrooms.

Eventually several start making their way towards them and Mikey shoots.

The bodies shrivel up almost right away at the ninpo dart stabbing them.

“Alright Mikey!” Leo cheers.

“If it’s his light that does it….then maybe these will work!” Donnie creates three UV light flashlights.

He hands two to Raph and Leo and wriggles out of Raph’s hold.

“Let’s make these mushrooms which they never evolved.”

The brothers start exterminating every single mushroom they come into contact with.

It feels nice to be able to take out the things that have been torturing them all night.

It’s almost cathartic. They couldn’t truly destroy the source of their fears, but they could waste some crappy mushrooms that triggered their PTSD.

“Do you think that was the last of them?” Raph questions after a lot of walking yielded no more mushrooms.

“When this kind of thing happens in movies, isn’t there usually one big version that controls the others?” Leo answers with his own question.

“I hate where you drew that conclusion from, but I hate that you’re right even more. My goggles picked up a much larger amount of mystic energy in one of the tunnels.” Donnie adds.

“Then we know what we gotta do. Those things aren’t going to hurt anymore people. Everyone on board?” Raph looks around.

Everyone nods with the same look of determination Raph has.

They grab their real weapons for good measure before heading down the tunnel Donnie got the reading from.

He and Mikey walked behind Raph who had Leo using his arm for assistance walking again.

Mikey can’t help but still feel a little afraid of the darkness they leave behind as they walk with their lights.

Donnie gently, purposefully bumps his hand against Mikey’s.

Mikey smiles a bit and holds his hand.

He smiles more when he notices Donnie’s tail wag.

After a good amount of walking, they come across the end of the tunnel that goes to a large opening.

Inside was a colony of the smaller mushrooms surrounding a humongous one.

“Let’s slice him up like he’s going on a pizza.” Raph readies his weapons.

The mushrooms start coming at them all’s

Leo opens up portals to send him and the others to different locations.

Raph mows down the mushrooms with his projection and Donnie supplies some clones with more UV lights.

Mikey jumps and flips around like crazy using mainly his legs as he shoots at the mushrooms. It’s freeing, not focusing on what he can’t do for once.

Donnie made grander, larger weapons with every launch of his ammunition. He let himself go all out. Therapeutic in its own way.

Leo may or may not be taking too much advantage of being able to use his portals again. They were useful in this chaotic fight sure, but it also meant a lot to be able to move around better.

This is the first fight they’ve had since the Krang and each of them felt like they got something back from it.

They keep fighting until the big mushroom finally ends up the same way as all the smaller ones.

The ones that were still alive also followed suit.

Now that the fight was over, they dragged themselves back to their home. It was entirely too late in the night and everything they went through was exhausting in its own right.

Mikey looks up at Raph, eyes almost closing, and makes grabby hands.

Raph feels his heart swell. It’s just like when they were kids.

He lifts him up, cradling him like he did Leo at the beginning of this whole situation.

Leo smiles tiredly at seeing them.

“Remember when you tried to convince me you were older and I said that all big brothers give piggy back rides? I can’t believe you and your big brain fell for that.”

Donnie considers this and suddenly stops right in front of him. When Leo almost falls over on him, Donnie takes the opportunity to get him on his shell.

“I am older.”

Leo rests his chin on Donnie’s head.

“Fine, just this once.”

Raph and Donnie carry their brothers to Raph’s room.

When Donnie, Mikey, and Leo are in the bed, Raph grabs his fluffiest possible blanket out of his collection and pulls it over all them after he’s wrapped himself around.

Donnie had his arm spread over Mikey and Leo who were cuddled up together.

Mikey also held Raph’s tight in his arms like it was the world’s most comfortable teddy bear.

They all drifted off to sleep, knowing that even if there were more nightmares, they’d deal with them.

None of them would ever be alone.

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[002-A12] If Love were to Disappear from the World

Summary — ✈︎ After Nanaki declared he wouldn’t watch the movie and left, Kaede chased after him. Kaede then suggested that they should rent bicycles.

Characters— ✈︎ Akuta, Nanaki, Ushio

Location: Beach in Shodoshima

Nanaki: …What is it? You followed me all the way out here. Weren’t you the one who said we had the entire afternoon to ourselves?

Kaede: That’s true, but…

(Nanaki-kun is acting really strangely, so it’s hard for me to just let him go on his own… Oh, that’s it!)

I wanted to know if you wanted to look around the island with me!

Nanaki: With you?

Kaede: Yeah! You know how that saying goes? “Good company makes for the best trips.” I also want to travel with you and deepen our friendship.

Nanaki: ……

Kaede: (He’s still hesitating… Just one more push…!

I wonder if I have something like an item I can use…)

Let’s rent bicycles and ride around! We could feel the breeze!

Kaede: (And afterwards…)

Akuta: Woohooo〜! It feels so good〜〜〜!

Cycling really is the best! You can go anywhere you want, and the wind feel so good〜!

Ushio: So even that idiot can like something like this. I’m impressed.

Nanaki: He probably can’t get a cold. [1]

Kaede: (When Nanaki-kun agreed, Akuta-kun suddenly came in saying, “I wanna go too!”)

(And when I asked Ushio-kun if he wanted to come cycling with us, he surprisingly gave his OK too…but.)

Nanaki: ……

Kaede: (His expression still looks a little stiff…)

Akuta: Hey hey hey Let’s play Shiritori [2]!

Did you guys know? I’m actually really good at Shiritori〜！

Ushio: How the hell would we know that? Use your common sense.

Kaede: Ah, then why don’t we do a positive Shiritori?

You’re only allowed to say words that are cheerful and uplifting.

Nanaki: ………

Akuta: Nice! I agree〜! I’ll start us out then!

Shiritori’s “ri”～！[3]

Nanaki: …… “Parting”.

Kaede: (That’s not positive at all…!)

T-T… “Tour”!

Ushio: Is this something I have to do too? Don’t include me as a player without even asking. It’s too much of a hassle. 

… “Yawn”.

Akuta: Eh, is yawn a positive word? It’s not right?

Ushio: Hah? Isn’t that subjective? 

It can be positive. Like that kinda refreshing yawn you give when you say “I’ll do my best today!” after you wake up. …… Yawns… Ah.

Kaede: (It looks like he’s yawning because he’s super bored, though…)

Akuta: I guess you can say that.

Then I’ll go with… “Hairdresser”!

I love the guy that I go to all the time! He’s super nice and fun to talk to!

Nanaki: … “Natural death”.

Kaede: “T-Tourist”!

Ushio: Speaking of being negative, hasn’t Panda been negative this whole time?

And Chief's only been talking about tourism.

Kaede: Panda?

Ushio: He has a pretty face, so he’s like a panda that’s only used to gather a crowd rather than something actually useful.

Anyways, I don’t see the point in continuing this. It’s only a waste of timeーー

Uwahpu!

Kaede: What’s wrong Ushio-kunーー Uwah?!

Akuta: DYAAAAAAH!

Kaede: Are you two okay!?

Akuta: Owww… ow ow ow…

Kaede: Did you guys get injured!?

Ushio: It… flew.

Kaede: Eh?

Ushio: There was a huge bug flying around that was over 5mm in size! I need to spray the bug spray! Let’s take a break!

Ushio: Hah… Hah… I never heard of bugs getting that big… I can’t stand them…! 

Kaede: (He keeps spraying around with bloodshot eyes…)

Akuta: Spray me too, spray me too〜.

Ushio: … I don’t want any bugs that go on Idiotake to come near me either. 

Fine, today can be a special exception.

Akuta: Yay!

Ushio: … You too.

Kaede: Wah, thank you!

Then, Nanaki-kun, you tooーー

Nanaki: ………

Kaede: (He put in earbuds… Is he in shutdown mode?

I wonder what happened…)

Do you know what happened to Nanaki-kun?

Ushio: Do you really think I would know?

Kaede: … Sorry.

Ushio: If you're going to apologize, then don’t ask in the first place.

Look, Idiotake is going off on his own again. Would you want him to get lost like he did before?

Kaede: You’re right…!

Hey, Akuta-kun! Wait up! Over there is no good!

Ushio: Now then…

Nanaki: ………

Ushio: ………

Nanaki: ……Sighs……

Ushio: (Uwahh… He’s just sighing loudly. Is he trying to get attention?)

(So what if they look a little bit alike?

No, it’s because they look alikeーー)

Nanaki: ………Sighs.

Ushio: Wow… Totally different vibe from his image.

Location: Angel Road in Shodoshima

Kaede: Wow, here’s the narrow path that leads to the island! 

It looks like we came at just the right time!

Akuta: What is it, What is it? Where is this〜? Huh, what island is that?

Kaede: This path that we’re on is called the Angel Road. The tides cause the path to disappear and reappear. If you come at the right time, you can use it to go to that island over there.

Nanaki: ………

Kaede: Angel Road is also known as the road where an angel comes to grant love. 

Tourist A: Interesting…

Kaede: It’s said that if you cross the pathway while holding hands with your partner, an angel will descend between you two and grant your wish. It’s a popular romantic tourist destination.

Tourist B: Eh really…?

Kaede: Then, you’ll reach the Hill of Promises. Once you climb it and reach the observation area, you can ring the “Bell of Happiness,” also known as the “Bell of Love”ーー

Tourist C: And then? And then??

Kaede: (Ah, huh…? Before I realized it, a bunch of tourists started surrounding us…)

Ushio: Maybe they think you’re a free tour guide or something? What’re you gonna do? At this rate, there’s going to be a panic.

Kaede: Sorry, it’s a habit of mine…!

Sorry, could I ask you guys to help me out?

We couldn’t just leave these people alone. Let’s show them our best hospitality…!

「OMOTENASHI BATTLE」

Kaede: Uu… I’m glad that… Everyone ended up pleased!

Everyone, thank you! Good work today!

Akuta: I’m a little tired y’knooow?

Kaede: But, we’re able to go to the island now since the Angel Road is here. Also, we’re able to see the Angel Route lights, which only get lit this late into the day, so I’m glad.

Akuta: Can I say one more thing～～～！？

THERE’S WAAAAAY TO MANY COUPLES!!!!

THERE’S TOO MANY PEOPLE HOLDING HANDS WITH EACH OTHER!!!!

Ushio: They look so stupid.

They’re getting wrapped up in a legend that has no proof whatsoever.

Akuta: I’M SOOOO JEALOUS!!! I WANNA HOLD HANDS TOO!!!

Ushio, hold my hand! Connect with me! We aren’t a couple, though!

Ushio: Hell no. Stay away from me. I feel like I’d catch your idiocy.

Akuta: Don’t say thaaat～～～！

My hand is craving yours, Ushio～！

Satisfy my・heart～～～！

Ah, there’s a huge bug on Ushio’s shoulder. A tropical one?

Ushio: HGYAAAAAAAAH!

Akuta: It’s ALLLL good! I’ll get it off of you, so hold stillーー

Ushio: Gh…! Don’t touch me!

Kaede: Ah! Ushio-kun, watch outーー

Akuta: Woow… Ushio turned into seaweed floating in the sea.

Hey here, I’ll help you out, so give me your hand. Then we can connect.

Ushio: You’re a stubborn one, aren’t you…

I hate it, so definitely not. And I hate seaweed too.

Kaede: (I’m glad I brought a towel just in case. 

And also…)

Nanaki-kun is really late huh.

I wonder where he wandered off to.

Akuta: He probably got swept up in the panic from earlier. I think I saw him getting washed away by a group of people near that island there〜.

Kaede: (Is he still on that other island!? In that case, I have to go back…!)

I’m sorry! You two go on ahead first!  

There are towels in my bag!

???: I really wanna see this movie! We should go to a cinema!

Nanaki: Yeah. Then why don’t we go this summer? 

An island would be really nice. It’d feel like a relaxing vacation.

???: Ohh, that sounds good! Then let’s go.

Don’t go making promises with anyone else, okay?

Nanaki: I wasn’t going to!

… I already decided to go with you.

Nanaki: There are a lot of seashell ema’s [4] hanging around here… They’re from a bunch of different couples.

……

(To hold hands with the person that you love… I wonder what that feels like.)

(To love a person so much, and have that person return your feelings… It’s like a miracle.)

(All of the people who wrote these emas made that miracle happen. …Something I wasn’t able to do.)

… I’m so jealous… It hurts.

(No matter how many times I think about it, it doesn’t make any sense. 

No matter how many times I ruminate over it, how many times I regret feeling like this…)

(No matter how many times I wished for it, it never came true.)

I’ll go back now. …Hm?

(Before I knew it, it got way darker than I thought it was. There’s no one else aroundーー …This is bad. I’m completely alone.)

I wonder if the road will end up getting blocked at this rate?

… Well, even if I can’t get home, I don’t even care anymore.

I’m so disgusted with myself. Haha.

Kaede: Nanaki-kuuun!

Nanaki: …… Huh?

Kaede: Nanaki-kun! Nanaki-kuーー Ah, there you are!

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I believe this is referencing the whole idiots can't catch colds thing? I’m actually not too sure on their exchange here. I’ll change it if I think it’s wrong.

Shiritori is a word chain ! Basically, you start by taking the end of Shiritori and using the last syllable, ri, as the beginning of the next word. The next person has to do the same with the word just said.

I was going to make the Shiritori game make sense in English, but some words are super specific that I don’t really have a substitute for, so I kept it as it is. Here’s how their words worked for the game if you’re interested! しりとり - Shiritori, 離別 - Ribetsu, ツアー - Tsuaa, あくび - Akubi, 美容師 - Biyoushi, 自然消滅 - Shizen shoumetsu, ツーリスト - Tsuurisuto

Emas are small plaques used to write wishes or prayers !

[1moremilgram-enjoyer]

I've been looking at all the MVs and decided to compile every explicit reference to the Milgram prison I could find in them, see if there's any pattern. Don't really know how meaningful it is but I find it interesting. Also, keep in mind it's very possible I'll miss some stuff, and I'll only point out visual references, not lyrics. (And also not the credits in all the videos, they all say Milgram obviously)

Undercover - Just the entire video, I don't think I need to add any examples. I'm not really going to take it into account for this, but it has all the references you could think of.

Weakness - Milgram logo on a perfume (?) bottle, at the beginning. Funnily enough, this is the only instance I could find of the logo itself beyond Undercover and the Es cameo in Backdraft. EDIT: Wrong, it’s also in Bring it On.

Umbilical - Song name + cover song (Sticky Bug) thumbnail in the background. The song name shows up in other scenes as well, but I won't put anything redundant here.

Bring it On - Song name, Milgram name drop, prisoner number. EDIT: And the logo on the upper left corner of the phone.

After Pain - N/A

Throw Down - N/A

Ai Nan Desu Yo - Song + Milgram name drop on the magazine pages (in the image Milgram is name dropped to the right of Mahiru's picture)

half - N/A

Magic - "Produced by Milgram" in the credits (in Hiragana). This is the only time Milgram is written in Japanese.

MeMe - "Milgram [...] card" is written in Milgram runes in the tarot cards. I don't know what the middle word is, but it's not tarot. This is the only time apart from Undercover where 'Milgram' is written in runes.

Harrow - N/A

AKAA - N/A

Tear Drop - Song name drop + cover (Vampire) thumbnail in the background. Also Umbilical name drop because of the 'umbilical' skirt, making it the only video to visually reference the previous song title. Yuno is the only character to have a reference to her cover songs in the main MVs, and she has it in both.

Backdraft - Prisoner + Es cameos, the latter implying the Milgram logo and runes also show up. The QR code in all the spray paint cans leads to the Judge website. There's also Milgram runes in the spray paint cans translating to "Pressure."

(Also noticing now the only prisoner whose entire prisoner tag can be seen in the graffiti, and therefore their prisoner number, is Amane. 0308 nation we stay winning)

It's Not my Fault - N/A

Triage - QR codes that I assume lead to the Judge website, but I can't easily check because there's no clear shot of them. Also Milgram runes in the graves.

I Love You - N/A

Cat - Milgram + song name drop + prisoner number in several spots.

The Purge March - N/A, sort of, since at one point March Leader Amane's shadow is framed to sorta look like Es, but nothing else.

If you want me to come to any conclusions, I'd say anything branded "Milgram" shows a degree of separation with reality, implying Milgram is more involved in bringing it to light than more direct memories. Fuuta's videogame, Mahiru's magazine, Magic and Cat as a whole, Mikoto's highly abstract and symbolic tarot cards. This is what separates, for example, Bring it On's title screen from Tear Drop's; Yuno's perception of reality is a bit more grounded than Fuuta's was in the first Trial. Meanwhile, the name "Milgram" doesn't show up in Backdraft (apart from possibly in Amane's tag), because Fuuta is a bit more realistic there, for example representing Killcheroy more like childishly than in Bring it On.

As for the other stuff, it's quite interesting Yuno is the only one to reference her covers, which can be interpreted in a few different ways. She's shown to be quite intelligent when it comes to some of the more supernatural elements of Milgram (see: "Am I really alive?"), so maybe that's hinting at some sort of higher awareness? Kind of? Sort of? Who knows.

Backdraft is the only video to show the other prisoners (more explicitly than Triage's "extract that fang" line), as well as Es. This fits Fuuta being highly concerned with others' perceptions of him, making him quite prone to peer pressure.

Muu is the only prisoner to have no reference to Milgram in either of her MVs so far, though Kotoko might join her when Deep Cover releases. Take that as you will, I don't know enough about Muu to come to a definitive conclusion.

Don't really know what to do about the QR codes. I guess Fuuta and Shidou both have asked for specific verdicts, but they're not the only ones, so.

Also don't know what else to do with most of this, this was more to put the observation out there. Take care!

[tumblingdownthefoxden]

"The Assistant and The Star"

Chapter 12: Caterpillar Goo

Bazeema opened the door to let her friends into her lady lair. “Woah! So this is where you sneak off to during Ceremonies.” Asha gawked at the custom decorations.

“Not enough to have access to a private garden? You needed another large space all to yourself?” Gabo teased with a smile. 

“I need sanctuary from mosquitos.” She said as she shut the door.

Altan arose from a pile of cushions with a yawn and waved to them.

“YOU!!” Gabo dashed onto the couch and grabbed Altan by the coat. “You absolute maniac! Do you have any idea of the situation you just put us in!” Altan stared with wide eyes and lilac hair before turning into a tortoise, retracting their head.

“You turn back into a human this instan- Aaak” Gabo gagged as Altan shot a spray of stardust into his mouth. Gabo coughed and wiped the last of the stardust from his tongue. “That is the last time that we are leaving you alone with Simon.”

“But he will be safe here.” Bazeema said.

“No! He’s not safe anywhere! There’s no way we can continue the operation! Everyone will be on the lookout for them! Or us.” 

Altan shifted back and clutched onto the cushions. 

“So what do we do with Altan? I don’t think we can keep them down here forever.” Dahlia pondered. 

“I could keep them in my home and the forest. Our operation never extended past the city so none of the lone houses or the Hamlet could recognize their disguise!”

“But they will recognize their unfamiliarity.” Gabo countered. “Word about the Traitor of Rosas combined with someone with very yellow hair will not end end well. You'd have to keep them in your house.” He peered at the star. “Probably stop using magic entirely.” 

Altan frowned and shook their head. “Please, Altan. Just stay in that body, no magic exercise, and walk everywhere with a head cover. You will pass as any other human.” Asha assured. 

Altan shook their head again, hair a blood orange. Telling a star to not use magic is like telling a sparrow not to chirp.

“Come on, Altan!” She pressured. “You can use magic at night. We can still finish my wish but we need to keep you safe from Magnifico first. Please? For me?”

Valentino hopped behind Altan and nudged their back with a stern bah. This wasn't the time to be stubborn. Altan breathed in and out of their nose with their hair turning yellow. “Fine.” Altan signed.

“Yes!”

It was dusk and Altan stayed in Asha's bag in his plush form until she got home. The last magic act for the day. Asha explained the situation to her family and would leave Altan in their care while she works. They were on board but there was a new ground rule. Altan needs to stay inside once the sun sets. It would seem weird if someone passing by saw them lying on the roof. It was harder to get Altan on board with that because he wanted the chance to talk to Evangeline and that couldn't happen if he was indoors.

The next morning, Asha hurried through her routine upon oversleeping. Sakina stood in the kitchen rinsing a few fruits as Asha dressed up Valentino for the day. “Don't forget this. Can't let you get sick like last time.” Sakina handed her a small basket with a few plums and grapes and a chunk of bread.

“Oh, thank you.” Asha took the basket and peered over to Altan as he laid asleep on the couch shrouded in a quilt.

“Are you sure you're able to look after them?”

“We’ll be fine Asha. I got a water bucket in case he gets too wild.” Sakina chuckled, glancing at Altan turning over.

Asha hugged her goodbye and sprinted out the door with Valentino.

It has only been 30 minutes since arriving at the castle and Asha had gone up and down the stairway bringing crates upon crates full of glass bottles into the Hollow. If that wasn't draining enough, she was now in the royal garden digging through the dirt. Magnifico had given her 3 sacks and told her to fill them up with live bugs.

Valentino went around the garden taking any beetle he saw into his mouth and dropping them into a bag. He went around a bush to find Bazeema replanting a tree sprout that was in a boot. “Oh hello Val. How are you doing today? Is Asha with you?”

Mouth full of caterpillars, Valentino nodded in greeting and walked back. Bazeema finished with her plant and followed him to where Asha knelt down on the floor with a bag of insects. She joined in on the bug collection.

“Lucky for you, there is a wasp nest we were trying to remove and these bags seem thick enough to hold them.” Bazeema said, tying up one bag “So why does the king need you to collect bugs?”

“I wish I knew.” Asha sighed as she scooped up 4 beetles and dropped them in the bag.

“Want to ask him?”

“Yeah, but I might not. ‘Why a sorcerer needs what a sorcerer needs is not your concern.’ At least that’s what Amaya told me on my first day.”

Asha found 3 centipedes and placed them in the bag. “If anything, this could be related to the next Wish ceremony.”

“Or finding the traitor?” Bazeema suggested.

“I pray it's not.”

The mid-day sun beamed down on the girls as they finally filled up all of the bags. Asha made her way up the castle stairs. Once down into the Hollow, she gently laid the bags on the floor and sat down against the wall. Before her was the black cauldron filled with a honey orange brew. She was too tired to ask what their objective was. She peered at Magnifico as he concentrated on a spell book. “Sir, is it alright with you if I took a break now please. I can’t feel my arms.”

“A break? Sure, go ahead.” Magnifico kept his eyes glued to what looked like an ancient grimoire. Taking her leave, she walked back up the stairs. It’s nice to lay down on the tile floor of the study.

Magnifico took one of the bags and walked to the cauldron. “Are you sure this plan will work?” He asked.

The camera switched to show the right side of his face with a green eye. “We’ve barely begun and you're doubting me?” Madok asked with Magnifico's voice.

The camera switches to his left side with a blue eye. “Well. Bugs aren’t really sufficient payment for a trapping spell, especially on a celestial power.”

“This is to weaken the star. We'll make something more potent to keep them captive later. For now, bugs will suffice.” He turned his head to the counter where the book stood open to a potion page.

“And when can you make the capture happen.”

“So much anxiety.” Madok teased. “I promised to teach you everything about stars. To give you back control. Sit back, fair one. We get there when we get there.” He turned the bag upside down over the cauldron and pulled off the binding string. Hundreds of bugs were released and screamed as they fell into the sizzling pot.

They mixed the elixir with a stick and it turned from orange to a deep purple. They gave a dark chuckle. “Perfect.”

“Now. To be sure it works...” They held up one hand. “This might sting.” Madok shoved his hand into the cauldron. Magnifico’s eye twitched and he retreated his hand with a shout, buckled down in pain. He looked at his hand, now black and blistered. “What was the purpose of that!?” Magnifico demanded, eyes now blue.

“It should do something worse to a star. Should give a regular human a rash. The best way to decipher who is what.” Madok lightly scratched his hand and looked to the tower of glass bottles. “We should have them caught by next week.”

Once all of the bottles were filled, Asha was called and brought crates of potions to the guards to be laid at the castle stage. An assembly was called soon after.

Asha and Amaya stood on either side of a blue-eyed Magnifico who watched the people gather with gloves on.

“Good day, Rosas. I hope that you are in fair spirits. There have been no reports of the traitor but I can sense the growing anxiety in the city.” The crowd mumbled to each other. “So I have taken it upon myself to provide you with arms to find and apprehend the traitor should you have a first-hand encounter with them.”

He held out his hand to his assistant. Asha handed Magnifico a potion bottle and he held it up to them. “This is an elixir that will not only expose this traitor in any disguise, but will weaken their power for several hours. I commend you all to carry one bottle on you and use it when you see fit. Apply it directly to the skin. If it causes a rash, they are innocent.”

The guards on stage called for the crowd to line up before the stage. They handed one bottle to each person before them and continued on until all of the potions were gone.

“And know this. To ensure that this traitor can’t try to run, I will be sending scouts to routinely search the forest and placing more knights around the city and on the docks to keep an eye out for them. Be not afraid of any threat that this traitor could pose. I will leave no place for them to hide. This assembly is dismissed.”

He turned to Asha to hand her bottle back and ask if she has the energy for another supply run as the Hollow storage was freshly depleted. She asked if she could do the run tomorrow as she was still exhausted from today.

As they spoke and the crowd dispersed, two people stood at the front of the stage fairly puzzled.

One of them being Sania Osman.

“So this is going to protect us and our wishes?” She asked a man before her.

“I get to give us a defense but this is an awfully large amount of work to capture one person.”

“Or three. I hear criminals work best in groups.”

“That’s true. But more guards to watch our every move?”

“And why is he bothered by someone granting wishes faster than him?” Sania asked.

“That’s what I’m wondering!” He exclaimed. “And now that I think about it, it's been over a year since I gave him my wish! Where is it!”

“Did you meet the rogue?”

“I hope I do before he catches him. Is their advice as good as they say?” He hardly whispered. Sania nodded.

They spoke loud enough for the King to overhear and become curious. Magnifico excused himself from Asha and turned his attention to their conversation. He walked before them on the stage.

“So do we still need Magnifico?”

Sania barked a laugh. “Magnifico Smagnifico! I could do his job with enough money.” Face unreadable, Magnifico slowly blinked, eyes now green.

At this point, the man noticed his stare and lost his smugness. “Uhh, Sany, maybe we should leave.”

“Oh don’t chicken out on me now love. What’s the King gonna do to us. He doesn’t have the guts to imprison his own people.” Magnifico tilted his head and pointed his staff at her, the head glowing green.

“Sania!” He urged, signaling her to shut up.

Sania rolled her eyes. “Let me guess, he's right behind me. I’m not gonna turn around. And again, what’s the worst he can d-” A large green hand grabbed her body. One finger covering her mouth and pulling above the stage, turning her to face the green eyed king.

“The worst I can do?” He asked. “Well I never considered it. Maybe you can help me. You do have a point, I don't like to use imprisonment.” Sania stared back with wide eyes.

“Leaving you in a dungeon with starving rats is underwhelming. But ants are fun. I’ve read about people being tied to trees and left to the mercy of venomous ants. Ants will bite if not sting at anything that isn't their fellow ant. If attacks from one ant is painful, I wonder what thousands of ants could do to a body. Care to volunteer and help me find out?” The hand tilted Sania slightly. Shaking, she shook her head. He smiled at her terror.

“Okay. Well, there are durable plants for you to play with. I know of a plant called bamboo that grows fast and can break through stone. It's stronger than stone! So how strong is it against bone? Trees are adaptable and if given no other choice, they will use blood and flesh as a nutrient source. Ain’t that fascinating!?” Sania looked sick to her stomach. Magnifico could only smile wider.

“Does that not intrigue you? You can experience first hand the ruthlessness of nature and if it has limits. Do not worry about your mortality. I will heal you after every plant and ant has had a chance to rip your body open.” Sania struggled and shook her head vigorously.

“No? That's a shame. I’d love to test these events on a live subject. I doubt that I can use my assistant so that leaves me with two options. Use a traitor who challenged my authority.” His smile fell away. “or an arrogant woman that thinks she can do my job.”

The finger moved away from her mouth. “Please… please, not me!” She said softly.

“Are you going to behave yourself?”

“Yes.”

“Yes… what?” He cocked a brow.

She casted her gaze down. “Yes, yo-”

“Look at me.” He demanded.

She slowly turned her gaze up. “Yes, your majesty. I am terribly sorry.”

He smiled. “Wonderful. Glad to have this conversation.” The green hand gently put her down and patted her head before disappearing. The pair ran off like death was after them. Magnifico watched them go with blue eyes, resisting the impulse to laugh.

Magnifico turned his head towards Amaya and Asha, both of them looking back in horror.

He signaled them to follow him inside.

He led them to the main hall before turning to them and seeing Amaya glaring at him. “Asha. You can do your run tomorrow but for now, I need you to go up to Hollow note down what is needed please.”

“I would love to sir but-”

“I'll answer your questions later. For now, I am needed for more urgent matters.”

“A-Alright.” Asha walked off and shut the doors behind her, leaving the monarchs to their business. “Judging by your face, you wanted to speak with me alone?”

“Magnus, what on Earth did you do to that woman!¿”

“Oh? Sania Osman? She was slandering my name and efforts to her peer. I only warned her to stop.”

“By grabbing and threatening her with torture!?”

“To disrespect me in my presence is a call for disciplinary actions.”

“I understand your stance but to scare your people will lower morale and they won't be as cooperative with you. We need to keep their faith in us alive.”

Magnifico stood quiet in consideration.

“Their faith in me is already dwindling. As is my faith in them. I need to catch this traitor and restore order as soon as possible. I love your sentimentality for our people but sometimes, faith isn't enough. If the people of Rosas want what is best for them, they will follow my orders and keep any ill mannered thoughts to themselves.”

“That doesn't explain your implications of considering to use Asha for those "experiments". We heard everything you said to her. Please don't tell me you plan to torture the traitor. You're above that!”

He laughed at that. He looked back at her with his eyes showing green, just for a second.

“It was a lie, Amaya! Something to keep Osman on her toes. I would never consider torturing my assistant. As for the traitor, what is to happen to them is still to be decided.” His hands shook as he spoke. He hid them behind his back.

Amaya noticed and only looked suspicious. “Mi rey, are you okay? You seem... off.”

He sighed and lost all sense amusement. “I'm tired of being provoked. A star could have been summoned. I have a traitor in the ranks. That is enough to worry about. I can't have our people get in the way of it.”

She nodded. “If you're only overworked, I can handle the civil affairs while you focus on the traitor's capture?”

His gaze softened. “You are too kind, mi reina. Thank you so much.”

A/N:

I FINALLY FINISHED!! I've been so excited to write Madok threatening someone so much. Initially they were going to talk about leaving Sania covered in honey and left to beetles when I researched bug related tortures and found a news article of people being tortured with venomous ants, which sounds more terrifying.

The next chapter will be shorter than standard. After that will have more starry involvement and resurfaced trauma.

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