#I’m glad to finally draw this bad boy hehehe

[spliceyblues]

Hi!

I love your art so much!!!! I can’t describe it very well (I think I may have some sort of weird Synesthesia or something I stg because my ways of describing art are always SO WEIRD) but it just… it makes me think of slow wiggles and waves and also gives me the vibes of like… a sleazy bar from the era of mobsters that’s playing jazz but in a really good way????

I stg that’s a good thing I promise I love your art I told you I’m bad at describing how I feel about art. 😭

Anyway idk if you’re taking requests but if you’re open to it I’d love to see Leona in your style! I was going through all your twst art and I don’t think I saw him!

I think he’d do well with your slinky, smirk art and I SWEAR THESE ARE COMPLIMENTS I JUST CAN’T THINK OF ANYWAY ELSE TO DESCRIBE IT IT’S SO GOOD THOUGH I LOVE IT

KACNKSSKSJSKSOJWNDC THANK YOU SM I LOVE WHEN PPL DESCRIBE ART IN SUCH UNIQUE WAYS BC YALL ARE SO CREATIVE WITH COMPLIMENTS INJUST AAHHHHH TY SM 😭😭🤧🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💖💖💖💖💘💘💘💘💘💘 and yes ur right I haven’t drawn Leona and mostly bc I stress myself out in trying to draw such a beautiful man like him that my perfectionism kicks in and unmotivates me to draw and I have this habit of not drawing certain characters only bc I can’t draw the simplest of things bc I think about how they look too much for example when I draw Trey or Lilia, I always get stuck on their hair and they take me a while for me to get satisfied with but yeah it’s time I finally drew this lion man, I really do appreciate you looking thru the content it makes me happy knowing y’all love my artwork 🥹🥹🥹💕💕💕cannot thank you all enough

Here’s a colored doodle of Leona

[barrenclan]

WOOO NEW ISSUE!! i began reading this earlier, but couldn’t finish due to me rereading what i had just read and focusing on the pictures!!! so yeah, finally finished it, and GRRR GOOD ISSUE

first off, throws thrasher in the cootstorm pit too, they can share. no transphobic kitties allowed (obviously not literally, but i love how like.. natural it is? it’s just cormorantpaw’s life and what he’s been raised to think). egrettail should deck him

also egrettail!!!!!! favorite kitty therapist!!!! i assume maybe asphodelpaw asked about her being aroace, maybe brought on after daffodil was like “oh!! ur just like me and asphodelpw!!!” to pinepaw, and that made her think “wait am i into men even?” but. yeah. she just wants to help and she’s such a sweetie

SEVEN. SILVERS. SHE’S MADE IT!!! SHE’S IN AN ISSUE FR!! ULTIMATE ALLY INVENTED HRT TO SUPPORT EGRETTAIL. THE MOST BASED CAT EVER. I LOVE HER SHE’S JUST A LITTLE KITTY. I HOPE SHE’S OKAY. IM GONNA SAY IT METHINKS EGRET, HUSH PUPPY, AND SEVEN SILVERS R FOUND FAMILY JUST A COUPLE OF CHOSEN SIBS. UNLESS THIS IS A NO. SORRY IM EXCITED ABOUT SEVEN SILVERS

shoutout to cormorantpaw for getting his 2nd issue. kinda a crime that i only bring him up now but its ok. i love the goofy early cartoons titlecard image with the literal lovebug and him just thinking it over before going “oh fk im bi” and i love how egrettail was like “it seems like it to me, but it’s up to u” bc she can’t really like. force him to think he has a crush, something about that was really gentle- back to cormorantpaw!!! now he’s a blushy mess and i love him for it. also WHAT DO U HAVE TO DO BOY. WHAT IS YOUR ANGST

yes i know daffodilpaw was hardly here but she still gets her own section bc that’s my favorite community hc collection. cormorantpaw doesn’t seem to want to be involved romantically with her, saying how she’s nice but also noting how she doesn’t tend to listen to him (which doesn’t make daffy a bad person!! just something they gotta communicate as buddies) but also mentioning how she puts her paw on his, and also in the sleeping shot cormorantpaw is staring past daffodilpaw, who sleeps next to him, and at pinepaw. i’m just. babey noooo. break out of ur toxic mindset its okkk. unless u actually do like cormorantpaw then i’m. sorry. how did i make the daffodilpaw section the longest oops

rate this issue 5 mysterious end birds out of 5!!! thank u for another great issue :3

So sorry not answering this ask for awhile! All that trouble with my account hit at a bad time. I'm glad you liked the issue, though. :)

Egrettail had the patience of a saint for not beating the absolute shit out of Thrasher when they were in Defiance, and I'm certain she gave him what for on more than one occasion after Hush Puppy died.

Yes, she and Asphodelpaw may have had a conversation about similar realizations she was going through just like Cormorantpaw, heheh. We'll get there someday.

I was so excited to finally include Seven Silvers in an issue!! When I first created her character I wasn't planning on it, but she's just too fun not to use. Hell, I'm allowed to invent magic cat hormone therapy if I want to, who's gonna stop me. Seven, Hush Puppy, and Egret are any manner of close friends you like, and found family/siblings are as good a way as any.

The POVs from other characters are not going to be very common, since Pinepaw is the protagonist in the end, but it's always nice to dip back into Cormorantpaw's thick little skull. I was pretty pleased with myself for thinking of the rubberhose style joke with "lovebug", honestly. Don't worry about his angst, I'm sure it's nothing.

Good catch on everything with Daffodilpaw in this issue! It's something I did intentionally include, and did want to draw a comparison between Corm describing her as not really listening to him with Pinepaw always listening to what he says (which as you said, doesn't mean Daff is a bad person, just that she's got her own things to work out).

[cobaltusami]

Tropical Vacation pt. 2

Hey hi hello! This Is the last part for the day, I felt bad since the first one was so short and uneventful.

This one was funny to write, I liked writing Monokuma and Monomi's 'fight' scene xD

Characters In this part: Lee!Gundham, Lee!Kazuichi, Lee!Nagito, Ler!Nekomaru, Ler!Chiaki, Hajime, Fuyuhiko, Mahiru, Sonia, Hiyoko, Akane, Mikan, Peko

Words: 3,083

PT 1: [Click here], PT 2: [You are here.]

“KAZUICHI, I AM GOING TO DESTROY YOU!” Gundham yelled after his friend, chasing him down the beach in a full on sprint. The chase didn’t last very long though before Nekomaru quickly got In the middle of the two and held the breeder back.

“Easy Tanaka!” He barked. “What the hell Is going on?!”

“Yeah, Why are you so worked up? You guys sparrin’?” Akane asked..

“He’s trying to kill me!” Soda accused, pointing his finger at the angry boy in front of him.

“This fiend used some kind of powerful unseen force to send me flying into the water!” Gundham responded angrily. “You are lucky my Devas were not with me!”

Now that he mentioned It, Nekomaru did notice that Gundham was soaking wet.

“Easy dude! I was just playing around, I saw Sonia had your scarf and your zhu zhu pets!” Kazuichi retorted.

“THEY ARE NOT ZHU ZHU PETS!”

Nekomaru sighed in exasperation, why can’t It ever be something… normal with these two? “Y’know what, fine.” The larger student pushed both of them to the ground and proceeded to pin them both and tickle them. “If you’re gonna fight with each other… Then you’re gonna laugh with each other!”

Kazuichi shrieked as he felt his ribs being attacked, he cursed himself for not changing out of his swim attire back into his jumpsuit before launching Gundham into the water.

“NEHEHEHEKO NOHOHOHOHO!”

Gundham wasn’t much better off, Nekomaru was mercilessly tickling his exposed neck and collarbone. “FUAHAHAHAHAHA! F-FIEHEHEHEHEND STAHAHAHAP IHIHIT AT OHOHONCE!” He tried bringing his shoulders up to protect his neck but as soon as he would, Nekomaru would then attack his belly and hip, making his arms instinctively shoot back down to protect his body.

“Not until you two agree to stop fighting.”

“NOHOHOHO WAHAHAHAY! HEHEHE’S THE ONE WHO TRIHIHIHIED TO KILL ME!” Kazuichi cackled, flailing uselessly.

The Ultimate Team manager narrowed his eyes at the pinkette, he leaned down and blew a raspberry against his belly whilst vibrating his fingers into his ribcage.

Kazuichi exploded with screaming high pitched laughter, throwing his head back in the sand as he frantically shoved at Neko’s head and kicked at the sand.

He pulled back grinning then turned to Gundham, whose belly he was still tickling with his other hand. “Don’t think I forgot about you!” He teased, leaning down and blowing a raspberry against his neck.

Gundham burst into loud laughter, rivaling Kazuichi in volume. He tried to push Nekomaru away but this only seemed to encourage him, his other hand left Kazuichi giving him a chance to breathe and instead began poking at Gundham’s ribs and underarm teasingly.

He delivered another deadly raspberry to his sensitive neck, this time drawing a loud squeal followed by booming belly laughs. “GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!”

“Do you agree to stop fighting with Kazuichi?” Nekomaru asked, after a moment of no response he gifted him yet another raspberry.

“EEEAHAHAHAHAHAHA! FUAHAHAHAHAHA!” Tears were in the Supreme Overlord’s eyes from laughing so hard already.

“I’ll ask again, Are you gonna stop fighting?” He repeated, speeding up his tickles.

This time he was met with frantic nods. Nekomaru stopped tickling Gundham and turned back to Kazuichi. “Now, Will you stop fighting with Gundham?”

“As long as he doesn’t fight with me…” Kazuichi said nervously, sitting up.

“I don’t think that’ll be an issue, If he does, He knows what will happen to him!” Nekomaru laughed in amusement.

Gundham shakily sat up. “D-Do you also… vow… not to… push me Into anymore… water?” He panted.

“I dunno man, That’s kind of a hard one. The look on your face was hilarious!” Kazuichi grinned.

Nekomaru glanced at Gundham, upon seeing the somewhat downcast expression on his face he grabbed Kazuichi and held him down.

“ACK! Hey hey hey! What are you doing?!” He panicked.

“Promise you won’t throw him In anymore water.” He ordered.

“Okayokay! Jeez! I promise I won’t throw him In the water again!”

“And apologize to him.”

“What?!”

“You hurt his feelings, apologize for pushing him in the water.”

“No way! He didn’t apologize to me for chasing me!” Kazuichi fired back.

Nekomaru sighed. These damn kids never learn do they? “Gundham, C’mere.”

Gundham shuffled closer, looking questioningly at the larger student. “Yes?”

“There’s something I want you to do.” Nekomaru replied.

“What Is It, Fiend?”

“Hey, I don’t like where this is going…” Kazuichi squinted at Nekomaru, suspicious.

“Tickle him without mercy until he says he’s sorry.” The muscular student grinned at the horrified shriek that came from Kazuichi.

The Mechanic began frantically squirming, though he wasn’t able to move very much thanks to Nekomaru being freakishly strong. “Nononononono!” He didn’t much care for the dark look in Gundham’s eyes, nor the evil smile that followed.

Meanwhile further down the beach, the rest of the students were just chilling and enjoying the day. Or trying their best to.

“Are you sure we should not go check on Kazuichi and Gundham?” Sonia asked.

“Nah, I’m sure they’re fine.” Chiaki replied, building a sandcastle version of Princess Peach’s castle.

“Or one of them has finally killed the other and we’re going to have our first trial.” Hiyoko smirked. “I’m betting on Kazuichi being the dead person.”

Sonia looked horrified.

“Hiyoko!” Chiaki and Hajime chastised.

Mahiru approached the mischievous girl. “Okay, That’s a timeout.”

“What? But I--”

“Go sit on the steps!” she pointed to the steps leading to the beach, Hiyoko pouted and complied silently, crossing her arms as she sat down.

“Listen, I’m sure those two dumbasses are fine, Hiyoko’s just a bitch.” Hiko tried to reassure the blonde, Hajime tried not to laugh at that, but a chuckle slipped out. Mahiru wasn’t as amused.

“Hiko!”

“Where’s the lie?” Hajime whispered under his breath.

“Both of you get a timeout too.” Chiaki said as she stood up, she pointed to a second set of stairs. “Go sit until you can be nice.”

“Why? It’s--”

“I’m not going in fucking timeou--”

Chiaki squeezed Hajime’s side and poked at Fuyuhiko’s ribs, making them both immediately shut up. “Steps.”

They both complied, muttering under their breath as they sat down on the steps next to each other.

“You guys worried about Kazuichi and Gundham?” Akane asked, coming from the direction of said two students. “‘Cause they’re fine, Coach Nekomaru Is helpin’ them.”

Sonia let out a sigh of relief, her hand resting over her heart. “That Is good to hear, Gundham was quite mad when--”

She was cut off by a blood curdling scream that sounded vaguely like Kazuichi coming from the other side of the beach, followed by laughter. Sonia giggled. “I think I will go check on them anyway.” She said as she stood and walked off.

“Nekomaru Is wrecking them, Isn’t he?” Nagito asked amusedly.

“Oh totally.” Akane grinned. “I kinda forgot how vicious of a tickler he is, kind of makes me wanna challenge him to a tickle fight.”

“I think you’d lose.” Mahiru smiled in exasperation.

“For some reason, I get the impression that’s what she wants.” Hajime chuckled.

“Goodness! Whatever was that horrible scream?” Usami asked, appearing out of seemingly nowhere.

“Oh hey Usami.” Chiaki greeted the pink and white rabbit with a small smile. “It was the sound of Kazuichi getting tickled.”

Usami let out a small sigh of relief, then giggled. “Oh, That’s a relief. I am glad It was the sound of friendship, I thought for a moment that Monokuma had reappeared.”

“You rang?” Monokuma asked, suddenly next to her.

“Uwaaah! Where did you come from!?” Usami cried out in surprise.

“We could ask you the same thing…” Hajime said quietly.

“Wha? Has no one ever explained the bears and the bees to you?” Monokuma asked, tilting his head. “Alright I guess. Well, when two bears love each other very much--”

“Nooo! That is too mature for this audience!” Usami protested, putting her little hands on Monokuma to stop him.

“She does realize we’re not kids… Right?” Nagito whispered to Chiaki.

“For some reason, I don’t think she’s talking about us…” She whispered back.

Monokuma growled, his red eye flashing briefly before he shifted and threw all of his weight into his shoulder, promptly sending Usami flying from the force. “Keep your dirty pure hands to yourself, Monomi!”

“Uwaahh! It really hurts when you shoulder tackle me!” she cried, hitting the ground next to Chiaki.

“Anyways! I have an announcement for you Goody goody losers!” Monokuma said loudly as Nekomaru, Gundham, Kazuichi and Sonia all rejoined the group.

“Oh great, I get back just In time to listen to the homicidal tanuki.” Kazuichi frowned.

“For the last time, I am not a tanuki!” Monokuma snapped, raising his hand to threateningly show off his claws.

“He Is right, Children! Monokuma Is a bear, and--” Usami was cut off by Monokuma stomping over to kick her In the head.

“I don’t need your help!”

“Oogh! It hurts when you punt me too!” she sobbed, curling up in the sand. Chiaki got down on the ground next to her to comfort her.

Monokuma cleared his throat. “Now that Monomi Is done interrupting me, I have an announcement. As you know, I am the headmaster of Hope’s peak. That school, just like this island, Is currently full of students!”

“What?! There’s more than just us trapped by you?!” Kazuichi asked, shocked.

“Why are you telling us this?” Peko asked, crossing her arms.

“I’m glad you asked!” Monokuma bellowed. “Because, I think my students are starting to get depressed… So I think they might benefit from a change In scenery!”

“You don’t mean…” Hajime trailed off, nervous as to where this was going.

“Are you going to let those students out of the school??” Usami asked, surprised.

“Yup! Only for a while though, I wouldn’t want you all conspiring against me once you get acquainted with each other! I just hope those cold blooded killers can behave themselves for a few minutes...” Monokuma replied. “Puhuhu, Oops, did I say that out loud?”

“Acquainted with each other…?” Mahiru repeated. “You mean you’re…”

“You’re going to let them loose, Here!?” Kazuichi finished for her.

“You guessed It! Sharkboy Is today’s winner! Tell him what he’s won, Monomi!”

“W-What? What are you talking about n--”

Monokuma jumped into the air and elbow dropped the rabbit. “Nevermind! My joke Is ruined now, you’re so useless!”

“Uwah! It hurts when you elbow drop me!”

Hajime sighed at the scene before him. Is anything ever normal with these two?

After that, Monokuma left saying he had other business to attend to, After Usami had calmed down from getting a third strike from Monokuma she stood up and dusted herself off.

“What was he talking about? There aren’t really other students… Are there?” Mahiru asked apprehensively.

“No way, He’s clearly lying to us!” Kazuichi answered.

“There’s one way to find out…” Chiaki mumbled, looking at Usami. “Usami?”

“Y-Yes?”

“Was he telling the truth? Are there really more like us?” The pink haired girl asked softly.

Usami nervously looked away, stammering as she spoke. “W-Well, I don’t… i’m not…”

Chiaki frowned. “So It’s true. Is what he said about them true too?”

“N-No! I don’t… Think so…” Usami sighed softly, sitting on a beach towel. “Yes there Is more like you. I didn’t want to leave them, Please believe me! But I didn’t have time to grab any more of you before Monokuma showed up again.”

“Why didn’t you tell us before?!” Hajime snapped.

“Uwah!” Usami jumped In surprise, her ears drooping sadly. “I-I couldn’t! I felt too guilty and horrible for having to leave them behind! I can only imagine the horrors they’ve had to endure because of Monokuma.”

Chiaki gently petted the rabbit’s head. “It’s okay, It’s not your fault. It’s Monokuma’s fault.”

Usami sniffled, her ears perking back up. “Th-Thank you.” she cried. “But, I am at fault too. I should have fought him at that point, But I was scared and worried about what would happen to you all if I were to lose… I guess In the end It didn’t matter anyway.”

“So just to confirm, there’s a whole other group of students about to be released onto the island and we have no idea if they’re participating in the killing game or not...?” Mahiru asked quietly, fear prominent in her eyes.

Hiyoko got up and went over to her girlfriend, wrapping her arms around her to comfort her. “It’s okay, Mahiru! I won’t let them hurt you!”

Mahiru blushed. “I-I wasn’t scared!”

“I am afraid so.” Usami confirmed grimly, though the next moment… “However! This could be a very good thing too, Perhaps they are like you and refuse to play his game!” She suggested brightly.

Hajime felt a pit In his stomach, It took him a while to warm up to and trust the students trapped with him... he was definitely nervous and untrusting of this.

“Usami Is right!” Nagito spoke up. “We have to stay *Hopeful!”

Oh here we go…

“They are Hope’s peak academy students, after all! I’m sure they’re as reserved and strong willed as all of you Ultimate’s!” Nagito smiled, getting that look In his eyes again.

“Nagito…” Hajime said warningly, not wanting to listen to his speech again. “Remember what happened last time you droned on about Hope and Ultimates?”

“Oh, Right! Sorry, I guess even trash can be forgetful too, I’ll try to stop.” He smiled sympathetically at the Tsundere student.

“Stop calling yourself trash.” Chiaki frowned.

“But…” He stopped himself as Hajime and Chiaki both folded their arms and glared at him warningly. “O-Okay… Even though I am…--”

“Say It, and you’ll be sorry.” Chiaki puffed her cheeks in annoyance.

Nagito blinked, weighing his options. “Why are you so upset about me calling myself trash? I am trash. Do you get mad at everyone for speaking the truth?”

Unfortunately as he usually does, He chose incorrectly. Chiaki threw herself at the taller student, knocking him over into the sand. She then began squeezing his sides in rapid succession, avoiding his attempts to dislodge her hands quite easily.

“W-Wahahahahait! Chihihiaki!” Nagito squealed, trying to protect his sensitive sides from her merciless wrath.

“I warned you.” She deadpanned.

“Usami, Do you think we should be worried about these students?” Nekomaru asked over Nagito’s laughter.

“I don’t think so, I think we should welcome them with open arms! Who knows what horrors they’ve seen? We should treat them with kindness and love!” She answered.

“Then that’s good enough for me!” Neko grinned.

“Yes, I think It will be nice to make some new friends!” Sonia beamed, her eyes glittering happily.

“And who knows? Maybe there’ll be some cute girls In the class…” Teruteru said slyly.

“If you make any unsavory advancements towards the new mortals, I will put a curse so vile on you that even your future spawn will be cursed!” Gundham threatened, making Teruteru immediately shut up and shrink back with fear.

“I guess It doesn’t hurt to have some new friends…” Kazuichi reluctantly agreed with Sonia, no one was surprised.

“Ibuki thinks It’s a great idea! Maybe Ibuki will meet a musician to rock out with!” Ibuki’s eyes became starry at the prospect.

“Hey guys…?” Hajime spoke up hesitantly.

“Maybe there’ll be a gamer I can play with…” Chiaki smiled, still mercilessly tickling Nagito. “Or y’know… A therapist for Nagito…”

“Whyhyhy would a-ahahaha therapist wahahahaste their tihihime on sohohomeone lihihike mehehe?” Nagito laughed.

Chiaki narrowed her eyes at the Lucky student, attacking his belly with clawed hands. “You’re just asking for It, Aren’t you? Do you enjoy being tickled, Nagi?”

“NOHOHOHO!” he squealed, trying to curl In on himself.

“M-Maybe I-It won’t be s-so bad.” Mikan said hopefully. “I’m sure they a-are nice!”

Mahiru glared at Hiyoko, sensing she was about to say something unpleasant, The blonde girl immediately shut her mouth and snuggled more into Mahiru.

“Perhaps there will be someone who is knowledgeable with swords…” Wow, even Peko seemed enthusiastic about this-- well, as enthusiastic as Peko can be.

“Ooh! Maybe there’s someone strong I can fight with!” Akane’s face lit up excitedly.

“Guys? Aren’t you the least bit worried? What If they’re just like Monokuma said…?” Hajime asked.

“What’s to be worried about? If they step outta line, We can just beat ‘em up.” Akane grinned.

“We are NOT going to beat them up!” Nekomaru argued. “There are other ways of dealing with violent students than fighting!”

Akane put her hands on her hips and looked questioningly at Neko. “Oh yeah? Like what?”

Nekomaru glanced at Kazuichi and Gundham, who both seemed to blush at his gaze. “Things…” was his vague answer.

“I’m with Hajime on this one.” Fuyuhiko spoke up, standing up. “The thought of people we can’t trust coming on to the island makes me… kind of nervous.” he admitted.

Mahiru nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I agree too.”

“I’m kind of indifferent.” Hiyoko shrugged. “Maybe they won’t be as lame as you guys… but on the other hand, I don’t want Mahiru to be afraid.”

“I-I told you I’m not afraid!” The tsundere girl stuttered.

“It’ll be okay, guys.” Chiaki said softly, her tone contradicting her ruthless tickling. “As long as we stick together, We’ll be fine.”

“YEHEHEHEAH! WHAHAT SHE SAHAHAHAID!” Nagito cackled as she squeezed his hips. “YOUHUHU GUYS ARE ULTIMAHAHATES, THERE’S NOHOHOHOTHING YOU CAHAHAN’T HANDLE!”

“You’re an Ultimate too.” Chiaki reminded, pausing her ticklish attack. “And you’re valuable. Not trash.”

Nagito giggled tiredly as he caught his breath. “But compared to you guys… I’m not all that special…”

“Neko, He still hasn’t learned.” Chiaki called over her shoulder. Nekomaru sat down next to them and cracked his knuckles.

“I got this!” He chuckled, The next moment the air was filled with Nagito’s shrieking laughter as Chiaki and Neko proceeded to destroy the man with low self esteem.

Hajime was silent as he thought about the possibilities, It just wasn’t sitting right with him. But If Chiaki could look on the bright side… Maybe he was overreacting…?

He felt a hand rest on his back, looking to his left he saw Fuyu offer a brief reassuring smile, showing that he was just as nervous as Hajime but more worried about comforting him. Hajime faintly smiled back and put his arm around Fuyu’s shoulders, pulling the Yakuza into his side.

Mahiru gently punched Hajime’s shoulder affectionately. “It’ll be okay… We just gotta stick together like Chiaki said…”

Hajime sincerely hoped she was right about this…

[stimmypaw]

Stimmypaw reads Darkest Night! The fourth text post!

Back with these uh live reading comments! Remember those? yeah! I'm on the fourth book of Warrior Cats: A Vision of Shadows :D I read The Apprentice's Quest and Thunder and Shadow and Shattered Sky and now!! I'm here :D and boy did I have a time. Click read more to see it!

NEEDLETAIL?????????

Needletail???????????

What?????

OH???????

Wh THIS GUY IS TALKIN 2 DEAD PEOPLE????

HOW WHO IS THAT

OH MY GOD

These guys are weak and dumb skyclan is epic and sharing the territory with them is good, but of course sparkpelt isn't dealing well with change wink wink nudge wink nudge nudge huh???? (this is a nod to how I project into her and say shes autistic)

I am getting anxious for tinycloud SERIOUSLY how much longer until those kits??? Everyday you show up and its WOW my tummy ssure is HUGE AND BULGING I just Wonder Oh When They'll Be Born, probably pretty soon!!! :) and then they arent!!!! Birth dammit!!!

Cherryfall cut the sick and hurt cats some slack jeez youre Fine, youre not feeding half the forest and you have THREE medicine cats ready to help you if youre not feeling well

Bastard Cherryfall I hate you /lh

Dovewing and Tigerheart have relationship drama again. What is UP with those two I simply do not understand them

Watching Bramblestar trying to control this bizarre situation is actually funny he is so close to screaming "PLEASE dont be mad :c"

SOON WHEN???? JUST KIT THOSE KITTENS DAMMIT

Get her, Alderheart

They LITERALLY said something about sharing the territory, they were like "Stars have five points baby and we need those 5 clans togetherrrr" what else do these cats want??? I know its a big change but its necessary

Wait everyone shut up that cat is named Podlight this is so important to me

Dang these cats are really still struggling :c I wish they didnt blame each other

Harestar is so cool

What the FUCK mistystar????

God what a disaster of a gathering Starclan is gonna be so pissed everyone is doing the opposite of what they should

I was holding my breath oof

I hope thunderclan gives some territory too thats too small a space for Skyclan

Oh boy oh boy oh boy i am Anxious for these Kitties

Violetpaw is me having nightmares every night

Macgyver is a heavily gringue name and I have No Clue how to say it how the hell do you say it

Update its either Mick Guyver or Mac Guyver apparently

Its fun to see how different the sisters are from one another, I love them both

I also love their mom with the name identical to puddleshine wish I got to meet her

IM CRYING BRO........M...MDB.....NFBANN.....VIOLETPAW BELONGS MY DARLING MY DAUGHTER

Sadly Twigpaw is for gender binarism 😔 /j

Twigpaw is often in her thoughts and doesn't pay attention to anything around her and I love her for that

Bad news Finpaw is gonna lose his tail, good news I can draw his tail fin-shaped

Puddleshine surgeon moment!!!

I love Graystripe and Millie

And I love that being flirty is a part of Sparkpelt's personality, I don't know what Alderheart is talking about she's always been dandelion-headed

Ok this is epic, I’m glad we’re breaking gender roles in Warrior Cats my heart dropped when the books called Briarlight cr*ppled, that’s the thing they promised not to do anymore recently right? I’m not sure but, I could use some uh less ableism on my Warrior Cats, the series is old but the newer books should be better, so yeah, good modernize these cats babyyy

OH COOL Skyclan journey!!! Fun I hope they find someone :] also fuck Molewhisker and Cherryfall bastards.

Jayfeather is gonna miss Alderheart too much for him to leave hehehe

ALL of Starclan showed up just to call out Riverclan pahahah

oooo is shadowclan haunted?????

FINALLY TINYCLOUD IS KITTING YES GOD YES GO QUEEN GOOOO!!!!

I wonder why Twigpaw wants to stay behind, there has to be more than just the camp stuff

"I wish I were more positive like Twigpaw, but at least I'm just as scarred by the death of my loved ones as my dad :] I like being like him"

Violetpaw witnesses a car crash 😔 that was a bit messy what happened to those cars also why the hell was one of them smaller was it a bike??? Or ???? Idk what's up with it!!!

Needletail just happens to have slow-down turned on for her on the discord chat so she can only say like a few words each hour :/ why the hell is she here tho Violetpaw needs to get OVER your death!!!!

This short exchange has made me love Dewpaw

Also, I love Twigpaw, I still wonder why she stayed behind tho

Ahh, is it cus she feels too estranged from her family :c ? I wish her mom was around maybe that would help

Jee Twigpaw be a tad more empathic, I can see Twigpaw struggles with that sometimes

You can't cheer him up right now he's grieving, just find him on common ground, talk to him, don't try to make him happy just try to keep him company

Oh wow finpaw that's a dangerous thing to say I hope Twigpaw doesn't crumble under the pressure to never be sad because people like her because she's happy and her being sad would be bad

ALSO I JUST REMMEMBRERD UH TWIGPAW MENTIONED BRIARLIGHT BUT BERRYNOSE IS RIGHT THERE???? HE IS RIGHT HE DIDNT DIE OFF SCREEN IM SURE OF IT WAIY

BERRYNOSS IS RIGHT THERE I CHDCKED!!!! HE LOST HIS TAIL TOO AND HES A GREAT WARRIOR, TWIGPAW!!!! YOU SHOULD HAVE MENTIONED IT ITS MORE RELATABLE

Okay I'm glad they're getting along this is nice

Oh look twigpaw you Are like your father :] this is cute

Skyclan begins to fish competitively I'm glad

I like it when medicine cats bicker about their leader's behaviors ehheheh, Jayfeather talking about how weak Shadowclan is, Alderheart being annoyed at his father for wanting to stay silent, the others worried about the tensions this is all cheff the kisser

Jayfeather spitting the truths about how Starclan doesn't know shit, and he is very much one to speak

Puddleshine: Rowanstar stepped up the patrols :c

Leadstar: He has warriors enough for that?? Damn good for him

Dang poor Skyclan I hope they manage stuff better soon

Oooo the girls are fighting!!!

Alderheart starclan anxiety time dang

Sheep :]

Needletail :[

I'm sad Ravenpaw isn't here, this is a lovely reunion scene but knowing Barley will be alone when they all leave breaks my heart

Oh, maybe not, but if they stay I'll be sad also cus Skyclan needs its warriors

Aw man, Twigpaw is struggling :c

OUCH

I WANT SKYCLAN 2 SWIM THO......

Omg crimes

That sounds kinda possessive twigpaw!

DOVEWING?????

T

WhHAHAGAHAHA WHERE DID THAT COME FROM

omg tigerstar 2 real

Whats he gonna do to rowanstar???

ALRIGHT THATA OVER THEN PAHAHA

Aw, I'm glad they're having fun tho, and that twigpaw sees herself as skyclan

Alderheart, as he meets someone for the first time in a while: ARE YOU OKAY???

Blackstar protagonist moment

The medicine cats: our gods are toying with us again and destiny is uncertain

Leaders: I cannot DO this right now PLEASE leave and let me care for The Real Issues

Alderheart: YOU WILL hang out at my house Willowshine this isn't up for debate

Riverclan suffered enough and it's their turn to throw a tantrum about it, honestly good for them hsghahah

Alderheart asks his father to go on a quest to check people's feet

WHAT THR HELL IS A CANTANKEROUS

Alderheart and Willowpelt sitting there watching Shadowclan fight

This is really funny

HEWWO????

Puddleshine, in his eyes: help help

I love Skyclan

Ok this sounds like it's gonna be very very fun

Mission impossible: Escape From São Paulo

Oh, is Fallowfern deaf? That's so poggers omg I wanna see more of her

Edit: fallowfern is an elder that lost her hearing with age and retired after that happened :/ boring

I love leafstar so much

Juniperclaw: aren't you gonna punish her????

Leafstar: why

Juniperclaw: when I tell rowanstar he's gonna be pissed

Leafstar: don't tell him

Juniperclaw: the fuck is wrong with you and your clan??? Where is everyone???????

Leafstar: busy

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I don't trust abled people specially able-bodied people telling disabled people they just have to train harder and feeling sorry for yourself won't help.

But this is the closest to a positive message to disabled people we have ever had in warriors so I guess I'll take it but I want better

IVYPOOL!!!💖💖💖💖💕

Dang ivypool what a way to show someone you miss them hahaha

Twigpaw: uhhhh how's dovewing?

Ivypool: what do you mean did she do something illegal I'm sure she did

Ivypool is a seriously funny character WHY are you yelling at the young adult about your sisters illegal activities she doesn't know anything about it!!!!

Alderheart goes on an adventure

Feet inspector on the road!!!!

Jasper is so funny I love him

Omg what's he got against clan cats??? What's his sad backstory????

YEESSSS SPARKPELT MY LOVE 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💕💕💕💕💕💕💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💕💕💕

Sparkpelt your opinion sucks but I love you

I'm really really glad they had this moment this is really sweet, they hadn't talked for a while but this is genuine like, we hadn't had this sort of relationship in so long in the books with just, dialogue yknow??? THEYRE TALKING ABOUT THINGS

And the pause Sparkpelt takes between her speaking to fix what she's saying "I'm sorry for saving you :c no wait uhh not exactly but like" this is so good so natural so fun I love you sparkpelt

I get why she has a diferent opinion on Skyclan it's good for someone close to Alderheart to have a different mindset from him and for him to have someone like uh be opposites from him a lil yknow contrats his characteristics makes both siblings fun round and full of kitty do you get what I'm saying???

I love this

I love Sparkpelt, love her lil anxious moments, love her, love that she just wants to fool around with toms and enjoys Larksong but doesn't want to get serious you go girl

They wanted to write smart-ass they wanted to write smart-ass so bad

They're doing this in the rain?????

I'm quite certain Violetpaw is a young adult by this point its valid for her to go

Wh why did you let your cat out in the rain dude!!! When it comes back it's gonna dirty up the whole place it's wet out there!!!! And the cold is gonna get in the house!!!!!!!

I WAS HOLDING MY BREATH OH LORD

That was SO INTENSE AND SO FUNNY AND SO MUCH, IM SO GLAD SHE MADE IT I GOT SCARED

Oh this is so epic

That moment when your cat nearly dies and then it runs off and you go after it and then a bunch of other cats show up and start running with it

I hope Twigpaw can see the others soon

Glad to see her keeping her medicine cat knowledge ehehehe

???????

Sandynose I hate you you are so abled

Sandynose: I don't want my son to feel distanced from his peers so I'm distancing him from his peers

DOVEWING???

SANDYNOSE SHUT UP IM GOING TO KILL YOU ANS MURDER YOU

I'm so upset with Sandynose WHY isn't leafstar seeing this WHY DOESNG ANYONE SEE THIS SOMSONE PLEASE CONFORT AND LOVE MY CHILD TWIGPAW DOESNT DESERVE THIS

Angry sad upset why

Piscina

Thanks graystripe

Ok who's dying this time

Ok no one just a background cat got hurt he will survive otherwise it would be relevant

This was intense though what will happen now???

YES FINALLY

Oh this is lovely so good they're here!!! The rest of skyclan has arrived and we are all happy together

That dream felt good

NEEDLETAIL??? AGAIN

Where were you at!!!!

What!!!

Check this man's feet how many toes are there this could be good

What

Hegshahwha what the fuck is up with this guy

Okay I like him

Ohhh THATS tree

Change your name if you don't like it you sound trans already

Yeah nothing makes one smarter like dying

This is very fun I'm excited for more of whatever happening

Twigpaw :c

HIS SNIFFLES

Oh no

Hhhhnn I want Twigpaw to be happy so bad, I hate seeing her struggles

Sandynose you are so evil and very detested by me

You can and you SHOULD feel angry at Sandynose he SUCKS and he is being needlessly mean at you!!!!! There are much better ways to bring up the possibility that maybe you'd be happier with thunderclan!!! Fuck off Sandynose

Oh so Snowbush hasn't improved, maybe he will die?

Poor Alderheart

Oh fuck there he goes

Yeah

Aw man, rip to the background cat

That was a heavy death too

Aw, I was hoping the rest of Skyclan would show up before the gathering, maybe just after it???

I wonder what's going on in Shadowclan

TIGERHEARTS MISSING HUH???

The couple was kidnapped

HUH????

Oh my lord oh fuck

Can't anyone step up to lead why do they depend on Tigerheart so much???

Jesus christ

Alderheart kills his gods

This is so chaotic and funny I'm worried as hell for shadowclan but excited a lot is happening

HI TREE AGSGAHAH

Tawnypelt >:(

Puddleshine: WAIT DONT KICK HIM OUT, CHECK OUT HIS FREAKY FEET INSTEAD

Oh dear

Twigpaw :c

TWIGPAW :CCCC Man rememebr when I said I hope Twigpaw doesn't crumble under the pressure of being happy for others? yeah

GET OUT SANDYNOSE I DONT CARE YOURE BEING REASOMABLE FOR ONCE YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN LATER

:C

I'm so heartbroken for them

Uh pdhsgahab okay then

Bye finpaw

Wow that was easy for him

This is fun

I'm still sad as hell

Okay there's a lot going on right now wow

The owl scene was funny as hell to picture, this dramatic prophetic moment and the cats just "uuggh is that a prophecy??? Nooo"

Okay so

There's some shadowclan cats missing, considering the many sleekwhisker maps I'm sure she's up to no good but I have no clue what happened to the others and I hope they're okay

Wow! That was really something

Fantastic ending to a very good book its, definitely a different energy from the third but I'm really enjoying this I'm still excited as hell!!! I got worried things would get kinda bad from here but nope!!!! Very fun stuff for now this is very very good and I am enjoying it

This is definitely one of the most fun arcs I've read so far!!! The drama the stakes the little moments everything is tying together really well into a very fun story I'm enjoying a lot!

I worry for Twigpaw and hope for her happiness, and Violetshine too, hope her and Hawkwing deal well with missing her. Tree is being interesting. Alderheart wasn't much of a focus here but always fun to see him trying to solve the damn prophecy no leaders seem to care about. Mousewhisker was okay??? Lots of very fantastic turns for all events and uh let's see where this all goes next!!!

[jeong-uwu]

Sunflowers ~ Lee Jeno

Genre: Fluff, maybe???  Fem!reader x Tatto artist!Jeno

Word count: 1,2k

Warnings: Mentions of cheating (idk if that counts as a warning tho), none

a/n -  I’m so so so sorry for a late and possibly kinda bad update, school has been killing me, even though it’s like three weeks since the second semester started. Also, this is like one of my first long fics (It’s not even that long tho, lol), so I really hope it at least turned out decent! I’m sorry for the shitty end, heheh<33

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The doorbell to the little flower-shop rang, letting you know that a customer had arrived. Looking up you were met with the nervous eyes of none other than Jeno, the tattoo artist that had just started working at the parlour across the street.

“Oh, Jeno! What brings you here on this fine autumn day?”

He looked up, obviously startled by your voice. He fumbled with the sleeves of his hoodie and cleared his voice, ears tinted red.

“I was wondering if you could help me pick out some flowers for my girlfriend?“

“Of course, what’s the occasion?”

“We’re, uh, celebrating our one year anniversary.”

You found his nervousness sweet, and in all honestly you understood why he was nervous. Although you were single it was easy to see how much this meant to him.

“Okay then, champ. What does she like?”

---

The selection of flowers ended up taking quite some time. Jeno was meticulous and payed a lot of attention to the details of the arrangements. In the end you settled for a bouquet of red roses with lilies as fillers. Simple and elegant.

You had to admit that you were enjoying his company, and this flower-choosing session had really allowed you to get to know more about him. 

He had thanked you profoundly and left with a promise to update you on how the date went the next day.

As he was headed towards the door he paused, and his eyes lit up as he turned around, facing you.

“Oh, I almost forgot to ask you, What’s your favourite flower?” His eyes glinted mischeviously

You gave him a small smile.

“Sunflowers.”

---

You had grown quite close to the quiet tattoo artist across the street. Countless hours had been spent laying on the floor of his studio, listening to the calming sound of his pencil as he sketched up new ideas for tattoos while you did some research on your new hobbies. In the evening you’d sometimes hang out on the rooftop of your apartment complex, watching the stars 

You came to adore his small quirks, like how he’d always put way too much sugar in his coffee, or the way he’d give you small drawings of sunflowers to cheer you up when you were down. Come to think of it, you had slowly come to adore him.

That’s how you ended up here, a couple of months later. You had been in the kitchen, preparing a late night snack, when someone knocked on the door to your apartment.

You instantly knew who it was, as a familiar voice quietly called your name from the other side of the door.

When you finally got to the door, the sight that met you made you gasp. Jeno’s eyes were red and swollen, obviously from crying, and his hair and clothes were a mess.

You quickly ushered him into your small apartment, directing him towards the livingroom while you went to te kitchen to make him some hot chocolate.

Entering the livingroom again, you made sure that he was covered in blankets and comfortable before sitting down beside him on the couch.

“What happened?” Your voice was soft as you leaned into his side, providing as much comfort as you could.

You felt his body tremble as he let out a shaky sigh.

“She...” he paused, collecting himself, and stopping more tears from entering his vision.

“She cheated on me. My girlfriend cheated on me.” His strong façade crumbled right in front of you as tears filled his eyes and he sunk into your shoulder.

“Am I not good enough for her?” His voice was small when he asked. It made your heart ache.

You wrapped an arm around him, pulling him closer. 

“Don’t you ever think that, okay? You are so kind and clever, and funny. It’s her flaws and insecurities, her fault, not you. Never you”

You cupped his face, drying his tears. It broke you to see him like this. You had silently watched him being treated bad for the last month, beating yourself up and not knowing what to do. Deep down you were just glad that it was over. Jeno deserved so much better.

You embraced him, letting him cry on your shoulder, as you rocked him back and forth, planting a soft kiss on his head.

You stayed like this for the rest of the night. Holding your first love, and with each of his sobs you felt your heart break a little more.

---

It had been three years since the night Jeno came crying on your doorstep, and your friendship with him had only grown closer.

It was not unusual to find him in your flower-shop, helping out when he had time, or in your apartment at the strangest times. That’s why you weren’t suprised when you woke up to the sound of someone rummaging through your cupboards in the kitchen.

You jumped out of your bed and walked out of your room, not bothering to change out of your pajamas.

Entering the kitchen you found Jeno preparing breakfast for you by the stove. He looked up at you, cheeks tinting red when he noticed your bare legs.

“You’re here early.” Your hands found their way around his waist as you watched him prepare the eggs.

“Ah, yeah, I figured that I should thank you.” He eased into your embrace.

“Thank me?”

“Yes, just for everything you’ve done for me. I’d be lost without you.” He turned his head to catch your gaze, and squeezed one of your hands.

You smiled in return, pink dusting over your features.

“Need any help?” You picked up a spatula, prepared to help.

He laughed and shoved you away.

“Hey, I’m supposed to be treating you, not the other way around!”

You playfully rolled your eyes as he shoved you in the direction of the livingroom.

Dropping down on the couch you couldn’t help but smile at the boquet of flowers Jeno had left on the table. Sunflowers, your favourite.

When you got closer to the table, you noticed a small card tucked in between the flowers.

Picking it up you couldn’t help but admire the intricate drawings. It was obvious that Jeno had put a lot of time in to making the card.

When you opened the card Jeno’s elegant handwriting filled the page.

Y/n, you mean the world to me. Will you be my girlfriend?

You were at a loss for wors, unable to believe that this was happening.

You heard said boy clear his throat.

“So... What do you say?” He sounded so vulnerable, so different from the confident and cheery boy he usually was.

Turning around with a big smile you immediatedly threw yourself at the boy behind you, causing him to loose his balance and the both of you falling onto the couch.

You pressed a chaste kiss to his cheek that was now the attractive colour of a fire engine.

“Love, I’d feel honoured to be your girlfriend.”

[razorblade180]

Lasting Embers pt17: Bloody Sand

Jael:*twirling her new whistle* Die huh? Somebody is quick to the point; not even gonna say your motives.

M:Thought that would be obvious *cracks knuckles*

Jael:*staring at the figure in the far back* If I had to take a guess I’d say the only reason the lady is protected in the back is to act like a pretty little storage unit for powers. How’s it feel to be wanted only for your body? Self esteem must be low.

C:Oh I’m going to enjoy killing you. *eyes glow a blood red*

*grimm form a wide circle around Jael*

Jael:(That confirms it; I guess these are the cult members I’ve heard about. Explains why they would be looking for mom) *looks to her left* you seem pretty normal; no weird black veins or glowing eyes like your friends.

H:*crouching low* maybe not but trust me, I play rougher than both of them. *grips his machetes*

*wind howls*

Jael:(Well, looks like they aren’t just gonna let me run. Guess I got no choice) *slowly inhales, left arm resting on her sword*

H:Lady, are you sure you wanna do th-

Jael:*channels her semblance and blows the whistle.....hard.*

*a high pitched screech agonizes everything, forcing them to cover their ears. This whistle slightly cracks*

M:Agh! What kind of whistle.....!?

Jael:(Better move fast....) *flicks the tackle box up in the hair and kicks it at him*

M:*catches it* Hmph, foolish g- *box rattles*

Jael:Better hope that’s not your writing hand.

*box instantly drops to the ground, crushing his hand underneath it. A think black substance oozes from his hand as he shouts in pain*

Jael:(No aura?)

H:Master!!!! *dashes at Jael*

Jael:So that’s what the “M” stands for.... *quickly fires her sword off one of his blades then blocks the other with her sheath* thanks...

H:DON’T FUCK WITH ME! *sand pillars shoot up around them, transforming into a copy of his likeness*

Jael:*head butts him before jumping towards her blade* that’s unexpected.

*the both of them immediately go at it exchanging sword strikes. Jael rapidly countering each side slash with her own while taking shots at the sand clones*

Jael:(He’s pretty good)*side stepping him to thrust another attack into a clones head, causing it to crumble.*

H:*smirks as four more clones form as he hurls a blade* let’s see you weasel your way out of this one.

C:*eyes glow*, sending the pack of grimm to attack from all directions*

Jael:Alpha, you wanna do something? It’s your pack after all.

Alpha:.....*burrows away*

Jael:I guess I should’ve seen that coming.

H:You named a grimm?

Jael:Sigh, you see.... *knocks his sword through a clone and back at him.* I’m not very popular or social for that matter. *takes a breath and stomps her foot*

*all the grimm around her start to sink into the sand slowly*

H:*knees begin to buckle* What in the....my body, I can’t-

Jael:Move? Almost like there’s some sort of weight keeping you down? *running at him*

Master* writhing in pain* Gravity......she’s messing with gravity. Dust on her sword? *trying to move the box*

H:That...explains a lot.

Jael:Does it really though? *raising her hand*

H:*Rises in the air, his clones disappear* It’s her semblance!?

Jael:Scary right? *jumps above him and axe kicks him into the sand* Considering the punishment you’re able to take and your skills. The “H” is for huntsman? *floats him above the ground* I’m also guessing you have to make a clone on whatever your feet are one. Be glad I don’t just cut off your legs.

C:*shaking as she pulls out a pistol* You crazy bit-Jael’s blade flies by grazing her faces and also drawing a suspicious black blood from her.

Jael:H, M, C. The huntsman is just that, a huntsman. Used for his strength to protect the other two. Master is the kind I can’t seem to figure out, but it looks like he has things in common with you. *points to her* catalyst.....

Catalyst:*starts walking backwards slowly*

Jael:You get grimm unde control and then the Master command then freely because who would listen to a frail thing like you? *walking towards her*

Catalyst:Stay back!!!!

Jael:Or what? You’ve proven to me that those who control grimm severely reduce the aura to basically nothing. I’d start talking if I was you.

Master:Don’t you dare utter a word! Do you hear me!?

Jael:I’ll blind her......

........

Jael:You all heard me. I will blind her if nobody talks. I’d imagine sure that will make the grimm around here pretty restless and angry. Nothing likes being controlled.

Master:.....go right ahead

Catalyst:*flinching at his words* wha...what?

Master:You seem surprised. Your whole purpose is to aid then be discarded. Why would anyone do anything different?

Catalyst:......*drops to her knees*

Jael:........I guess you need friends more than I do. *raises her sword* tough luck.

Catalyst:WAIT! I’ll talk; I’ll do anything! He- *ground collapses beneath both of them*

Jael:*Stabs blade in the wall and hangs there*

Master:*eyes bright red* Oh how the weak break so easily. If you’re not willing to the limit... *finally frees his now deformed hand* then why do anything in life?

Jael:*looking down below*......... what kind of monster does this?

*a horde of dog like grimm maul the cult member below; biting her to the bone*

Master:*looking over the ledge* What else would you expect from the grimm?

Jael:I was talking about you. She fought for you and you killed her in cold blood. *clenching his fist* I’d expect more out of humanity, a team!!! Who are you to decide just how much someone is worth!? What they can *cough* what they can become.....? *cough*

Master:The way you speak makes it sound like you were bluffing about blinding her. Not like it matters now *points at her* try anything and I’ll shoot you point blank.

Jael:Look who’s bluffing now? You need me alive if you want the winter maiden pow-

*bang*

Master:.......

Jael:*aura flickers, a bright red bruise on her forehead forming as blood drips.* o...ow

Huntsman: *falls to the ground* What the hell do you think you’re doing!? You could’ve-

Master:If a maiden was in this type of situation then I would expect her to use magic. Yet here this girl dangles; bleeding and angry. We’ve been played.

Jael:*coughing* Guess the jig is up. Surprised you bought it for song.

Master:To think a kid not only made me kill a subordinate but crushed my hand. *cocks gun* can’t let that slide now can we?

Jael:*Smirks* That’s a good choice of words. Perfect I’d say hehehe....

Master:....what’s so funny? *glaring* you think this is funny!?

Jael:No it’s just you said slide. Like a sand slide....

Master:What?

Jael:My gravity semblance is pretty useful I’d say. It can make things float like your huntsman, or make things extremely heavy like the tackle box. Sometimes though you just need gravity to keep things together; like a sand wall with a sword wedged in it. Too bad all that ends with my aura.

Master:*looks at the sand below him moving*

Jael:I should be angrier about you shooting me in the face but I think I’ll let it slide... *pulls the sword out the wall*

*Sand wall falls apart, washing then both to the bottom of the pit with the grimm*

Master:*coughing up sand* You annoying little- *gasp*

Jael:*standing over him* I was bluffing about about eyes.... *slashes his eyes* but not yours...

Master:......*curls up in pain, jaw clenched shut* you......you insignificant little... *hears growling*

*grimm staring him down*

Jael:Looks like they’re still hungry. Did you know these grimm are known for their canines? That’s why they’re called White Fangs; one of the most hostile grimm around and they’ll attack just about anything. If only you had your catalyst to calm them.

Master:You’re deranged! They’ll attack you too if you don’t do something!

Jael:I’ll be just fine. Wild they may be, they respond to who’s in charge. *pats her leg*

*a hole opens up with Alpha laying in it*

Jael:There you are Alpha! I knew you wouldn’t just leave me. Can you get me out of here? *flicking her head up*

Alpha:*sits on his hind legs*

Jael:Good boy! *balances along the bone along his face*

Alpha:*launches her in the air by flicking his head up like a spring board*

Jael:*grabs a ledge* Thank you, also enjoy your midnight meal. It’s kinda rotten though of you ask me.

*grimm start digging around the walls to fill the hole*

Master:Wait! I’ll tell you anything you want! I can give you power, money, a position with us! Just please don’t-*dragged under the sand*

Jael:*completely ignored all of that* (Alright now I have one more to deal with when I pull myself up. Maybe he’ll just let me leave now that his boss is dead; if not then I’m in for an uphill fight. *grips blade tightly* Oh well, guess there’s no point in wasting time hanging. I’ll just try and catch him by surpri-

“Jael?”

Jael:Huh? *looks up* Auntie Illia?

Illia:*staring down at her with the huntsman’s body over here shoulder* I can’t believe your sister was right to worry. *tosses body into the pit*

Jael:She’s here isn’t she-ahhhh! *yanked up by a chain*

Sienna:*pulling her* How did I know somehow you’d find yourself wrapped up in this!!!!? What do you have to say for yourself?

Jael:Hey sis, how was your first mission?

Sienna:*ear twitches* Try again...

Jael:*cough* Lets not tell mom about this, I love you dearly, and please carry me home. My chest hurts a little and legs feel like jelly.

Sienna:.....Illia?

Illia:Go ahead, I’ll wrap things up here and report what happened. You’re both lucky I find both of you wonderful.

Sienna:What did I do!!!!?

Illia:You didn’t have to do anything. *walking to the airship* Good work today, get some rest. Also I’m telling your father about this when he gets back. *takes off*

Sienna and Jael:.......*slight panic attack* (we’re dead)

Sienna:*staring at Jael* What am I going to do with you?

Jael:You gonna yell at me again? *rubbing her forehead* I sort of have a headache at the moment.

Sienna:Don’t just rub- Ugh you’re hopeless *pulls out a rag and starts cleaning the wound* Why would you touch it when you’re hands are filthy? That’s how infections happen.

Jael:Ow! Hey, don’t be so rough.

Sienna:Don’t get shot in the face and we can avoid all of this. What would’ve happened if you had even a little less aura when it happened?

Jael:*shoulders slouch* Sorry..... I got careless.

Sienna:.....Anything else hurt? How’s your heart?

Jael:Chest is a little tight but I feel fine. I took meds before all this happened; that probably helped. *scanning the knicks and scratches on her sister* what happened to you?

Sienna:What do you mean what happened? I’m the one who dealt with the huntsman. Illia just carried him to the pit for me when she finally caught up. I....sort of jumped out the airship the moment we spotted you. *red*

Jael:You’re so extra......

Sienna:You better be thankful for it! A few more minutes and I might’ve been too late. Take off your kimono, it’s all dirty and has blood on it.

Jael:*doing as she told* I knew it was a good idea to have something under this. How did you know I was out here?

Sienna:I was minding my own business when I heard the worst and loudest sound in my life. Someone going to town on a stupid whistle.

Jael:You actually heard that huh? Didn’t think your ears were that good.

Sienna:*putting Jael on her back* My ears aren’t just for show. They’re just as good, if not better than Blake’s I think. I can’t tell you what has the better hearing between a black panther or a white tiger.

Jael:My money is on our high leader.

Sienna:*stops walking* Hey.....

Jael:I’m just joking sis.

Sienna:Not that, you okay? The intel we got said there was three intruders, but I only got to fight one. So I guess that means you....

Jael:One of them killed the other one. Then I ended up enabling his death so to speak. Guess that means I did sort of kill him though. *voice getting meeker*

Sienna:You, you want to talk about it. That’s pretty heavy stuff.

Jael:Maybe, not really sure, *yawns and leans into her back* don’t feel great about but...not torn up over it. Definitely don’t want to do it again.

Sienna:That’s good to hear. *marches on* can’t have an aspiring huntress wanting to kill for fun. If you need to talk about it, I’m here anytime. Get some rest okay?

Jael:Zzzzzzz

Sienna:*chuckles* Out like a light. Always making me worry, makes me feel like I’m the one with a heart problem.

[Belladonna Residents]

Illia:*barging into Blake’s study* I know you just got back but I have some important in- are you kidding me right now!? *turning pink*

*Blake setting on her desk topless as Sun leans over her about to bite her neck*

Blake:*blushing* Ah! You could’ve knocked!

Sun:*shaggier hair and actually wearing a orange tank top accompanied by a red open buttoned shirt. Just like Jaune he has two wedding rings around his neck, one has a moon while the other a sun* Hey Illia, Blake is back!

[blizzardtale]

How did you get idea for creating BLIZZARDTALE?

Heheh. Well, it all started about 2 years ago during winter vacation. I returned to my hometown to spend Christmas with my family. But like a big idiot, I had forgotten my drawing tablet back at my university. So I started drawing in my sketchbook again. (it was a little strange considering I haven’t drawn traditionally in a while but I adjusted fairly quickly)

While sketching in my room, I saw a hat hanging on one of my shelves. From the position I was in, the hat looked like it had ears. So I was like,”Lol, what if I put Sans in a cat hat?” And so: 

I drew this bad boy lol. At the time, I called it BlizzardCat Sans as a joke. (I didn’t start calling it blizzardtale until later)

The idea for the story came way later though. At the time, I had just gotten Clip Studio and was still learning it’s graphic novel features. I was also half way through log 1 of Cybertale (another au I created before Blizzardtale but is still in development) Cybertale was going to be a long and complex project. So I wanted to start smaller. I wanted to see if I could complete a smaller story first.

So one night, I wrote the entire story for Blizzardtale. My first draft was pretty rough. I’ve mentioned before that in the early parts of development, I wasn’t in the best state of mind. The original draft was far darker then the final product and I’m glad it never got to see the light of day. After I received help for my mental issues, I scrapped almost everything and wrote something way better. 

The concept stayed the same; what would happen if an au just ended without the inclusion of a human. From there, I just built up the world. 

I used to draw Bliz alot in my spare time. Many of my long time followers may remember how active I was before. Drawing Bliz was basically therapy for me. But now I don’t draw him as much anymore. I like to think it’s because I’ve gotten better. I donno. 

But yeah, Thats where the idea for Blizzardtale came from. It started out as a silly doodle and then became a legitimate au. ^^ Even though the main story has ended, I’ll still be expanding on it’s universe while working on Cybertale. I also gotta write an faq to keep things more organized heheh. ^^’    

[hysterialevi]

Legend pt. 2

Author’s note: Sorry about the long wait for this one. I got a bit stumped for a while, but it’s finally finished and I hope you enjoy the end result. Thanks for all your support, and as always, love you guys. Stay awesome.

From Bruce’s POV

WAYNE MANOR

THE NEXT MORNING

John let out an astonished gasp upon entering the manor, his jaw dropping open as he viewed the inside with an amazed expression.

“Wow, Bruce!” He exclaimed as he observed the chandeliers hanging above, craning his neck backwards. “I knew you were rich, but...but this...!”

John spread his arms out and twirled around like a top, laughing vigorously to himself.

“This is...INCREDIBLE! Hehehe!”

I smiled gently at the man, adoring his eccentric display of joy from a distance while he explored his new home. 

With the Agency and police constantly trying to arrest John, I agreed to let the man live with me for a while in hopes of protecting him. It was too risky to leave him alone during these times, and the last thing I wanted was for someone to catch him while I wasn’t looking.  

Aside from Alfred, John was all I had left. He was my closest friend, my partner in fighting crime, and one of the few people I knew I could trust for sure. He had been with me through thick and thin, and always had my back no matter what. I needed him by my side.

If Waller or anyone else wanted to take him away from me, they were going to have to put up a fight. And a damned good one.

“I’m glad you like the house, John,” I said, strolling up to him. “As much as I appreciate the solitude, I have to admit it does get lonely here sometimes. It’ll be nice having you around.”

John put a dramatic hand over his heart and wiped away a fake tear, tilting his head at me in a touched manner.

“You are truly the kindest man I’ve ever met, Brucie. I might just shed a tear.”

I grinned at that, slipping my hands into my pockets. “You’d be the first to say that in a while. I’ve almost forgotten the days when Gotham didn’t hate the Waynes. So, any idea where you want to sleep?”

The clown shrugged, slightly confused. “Um...in the bedroom...?”

A chuckle escaped me. “Well, yes, but which one? There are seven of them.”

John’s eyes popped open. “You have seven bedrooms?”

“Yeah,” I confirmed, “along with two kitchens, a library, a gymnasium, a basketball court, and a movie theater. And there’s obviously also the Batcave.”

The other man clapped happily and rubbed his hands together out of excitement, unable to contain himself.

“This is unreal, Bruce. It’s like I’m in paradise. I went from living in an abandoned subway station...to the fanciest manor in Gotham! Ah, it’s so nice having all this...space! Not to mention that Bane and Harley aren’t here to argue about nonsense all day long. We have to arrange a move night sometime! Tell me, are you more of a beef jerky or corn bites guy?” John shrugged. “Ah heck, I’ll just bring both! Hehe!”

“Just be sure to keep a low profile,” I reminded him. “The Agency can’t know you’re here. Otherwise, they’ll tear the place apart brick-by-brick, and take you back to Arkham. Or worse -- slap a collar on you like the rest of the Pact. If you ever want to leave the house, there’s a another exit through the Batcave that will draw much less attention than the front door. And try not to go out by yourself, got it? I wanna make sure you’re safe.”

John nodded, giving me a thumbs-up. “Got it!”

“Great. Now, why don’t you go set up your room?”

He smirked at me, picking up his bags. “Oh, I’ve been so excited for this moment, Brucie! Decorating my own room in Wayne Manor,” John sighed in satisfaction. “This is a dream come true. You and I -- we are gonna have so...much...fun!”

Hurrying up the elegant staircase with his belongings, John practically glided to his room as Alfred passed him on the way down, giving the clown a subtle gesture of acknowledgement before making his way to me. 

Despite the smile on the butler’s face and his straightened posture, I could still tell something wasn’t quite right, and as soon as John’s echoing cackle disappeared down the corridor, the old man broke his charade, voicing his concerns.

“I mean no disrespect towards your friend, Bruce,” he said lowly, “but are you sure it’s a good idea to have him stay here?”

Alfred and I wandered over to a more secluded corner of the manor, hoping to keep out of earshot while I explained the situation to him.

“I can’t just let John roam around Gotham by himself, Al. He’s not exactly the type of person to lay low, and the Agency’s been keeping an extremely close eye on him lately. One wrong move, and he’ll be behind bars. I have to watch him.”

The butler didn’t appear convinced. 

“...Well, perhaps that’s not such a bad thing,” he argued. “I know you care for him, but in the end, John is a criminal. And he must be brought to justice. We can’t ignore that, Bruce. Batman can’t.”

I paused for a moment, unable to deny that Alfred had a point. 

Crossing my arms, I checked to make sure John was still out of sight. 

“Look, I know John’s made mistakes--”

“--He’s murdered people.” Alfred corrected.

“--But...” I continued, “I don’t think he’s beyond saving. Not yet, anyways. You said it yourself, Alfred. He’s my friend. I can’t just give up on him and toss him in jail. He’s...he’s all I have left. I mean, Tiffany’s with the Agency, Lucius is gone, and now Waller’s threatening to take John away, too. I have to at least try to help him.”

Realizing that there was no way he was going to sway my mind, Alfred let out a defeated sigh and dropped the subject, evidently anxious about what would come in the future.

“...Very well, sir. I trust your decision, but please...proceed with caution. Soon, the time will come when you must choose which is more important: your friendship with John, or your duty as Batman -- and I don’t want your judgement to be hindered.”

I gave him an assuring nod, heading upstairs to check on my friend. 

“Don’t worry, Alfred. As much as I care about John, I’m not blind. If I think he’s fallen beyond repair, Batman will be the first one to step in. But he’ll be brought to justice the right way. I won’t let Waller lay a finger on him, no matter what happens.”

From Oswald’s POV

THE STACKED DECK

“The hunt for the Joker continues,” Jack Ryder reported, his voice barely audible over the rock music filling up the bar, “and the police are desperate to find any leads that could help them find the perpetrator. Fortunately for Gotham, the Joker seems to have gone underground recently and has even ‘vanished’ according to some. In the past few days, there have been no reports of any Joker-related crimes, and the green-haired clown hasn’t been spotted by anyone. Normally, a moment of peace such as this would be appreciated, but one can’t help wondering if the reason the Joker has disappeared...is he’s planning something bigger. But of course, we will keep all you viewers out there informed with any updates. I’m Jack Ryder, and you’re watching Gotham TV.”

I softly chuckled at the news and glanced downwards at my beer bottle, happily taking a sip as I watched the chaos unravel in Gotham’s news. At this point, I wasn’t even upset by all the mayhem slowly tearing down this city, and a part of me was even thrilled. 

I had learned enough about Gotham to know that its citizens were far from innocent, and the ones who were died ages ago. The only people who survived in this godforsaken place were men in suits, and those controlling them from the shadows. As far as I was concerned, Joker’s hell-raising rampage was nothing but some well-earned karma, and I couldn’t help but laugh. I only hoped that karma also hit Bruce Wayne.

I was still having difficulty imagining that billionaire pretty boy as Batman. Not only did the two of them act nothing alike, but they were also on complete opposite ends of the spectrum.

The Waynes hurt people; killed them, even. Anyone who was brave enough to oppose them got murdered or thrown in Arkham by Thomas...and yet, his son grew up to become a vigilante. Someone who fought against people like his father. Why?

Maybe this was Bruce’s way of making amends? Maybe he knew the truth about his dear, old dad all along, and wore the mask so he could do more good for the world without risking his reputation. Like he did when Joseph bullied me as a kid. 

Pft. I didn’t know whether to admire or condemn him. 

All I did know...was that I had to kill him. And quickly.

Ordering another drink, I suddenly sensed a presence walking up behind me as the bartender waltzed off, causing me to glance over my shoulder. 

Standing not too far away from me, there was a young woman dressed in a neat, grey blazer and high heels, and her brown hair had been tied into an elegant bun. She was equipped with an advanced pistol that hid just beneath her jacket, and in her hand, she held a clipboard. I guessed this woman must’ve been with the Agency. She had that...look.

“So you’re released from prison after an entire year on the inside,” she said, “...and this is the first place you visit? I...guess I see the appeal.”

I paid no mind to her comment.

“I was in Blackgate for quite a while, love. I’d say I deserve a drink.”

The woman stepped closer. “Just make sure you don’t overdo it. I need your senses to be alert.”

Putting the beer down for a moment, I gave her an irritated glare and casually stood up from my chair, approaching the agent.

“And just who the hell are you?” I questioned. “I’m working on assassinating Gotham’s favorite vigilante for you people, yet your lips remain tighter than the security at Blackgate. Can I get a code name, at the very least?”

Surprisingly, the woman reacted in a more-than-friendly manner and held out her hand, smiling warmly at me.

“Agent Iman Avesta,” she introduced. “You met my partner yesterday. Vernon Blake.” 

I didn’t return the handshake, and went back to my stool. 

“You can call me Oz,” I replied, “but I assume you know that already. The Agency seems to know a lot ‘bout me. So, what, you here to keep an eye on me?”

Avesta took a seat next to me. “Something like that. Waller just wants to make sure you don’t do anything too...rash. I’m sure you understand.”

I quirked a brow. “If she don’t trust me, then why’d she hire me to do the job?”

“Waller has absolute confidence in your skills,” the agent explained, “but that’s the extent of her trust. Not that I blame her. After all, you were associated with the Children of Arkham. It’d be foolish to let you act alone. It’s nothing personal, of course. The Director watches all her ‘allies’ very closely.”

I scoffed. “You mean like the Pact? I know they’re working for her.”

Avesta seemed impressed. “Well, well. Looks like we’re not the only ones who are good at learning secrets. Waller made a good choice, hiring you for the job. I look forward to accompanying you.”

Finishing my drink, I placed the empty bottle aside and turned to the agent.

“...And how exactly does Waller want me to approach this mission?” I asked. “Any rules I should know about? Any lines I can’t cross?”

Avesta shook her head. “Aside from deserting the mission itself, no. The Director has granted you full permission to do anything it takes to kill Batman. And she means anything.”

Slightly nodding in approval, I separated myself from the bar and prepared to leave, Avesta tagging along with me as we strolled outside.

“Well, all right then. If that’s the case, I think I know just what to do for our first step. But I’m gonna need your help finding someone.”

She appeared intrigued. “Oh, really? And who would that be?”

I smirked, eager to get down to business.

“...Ever heard of a man named Joseph Hunt?”

[oasisfound]

An Afternoon Haze Pg 3 Ch1 The sun was setting and darkness would soon be upon them. And still, he could see the wreckage behind him, too far to turn back, too close to be a decent distance. He closed his eyes, beginning to shake the uncertainty and guilt creeping in... “Come on now, we can't keep our eyes back there, we need to keep going- it was fun! No...don't say that. It still hurts too much” he shuddered and continued onwards. Dragging Ables makeshift sled as he pressed through the ever-deepening blizzard... he had been too afraid to check for a pulse in the last hour...two...three hours?...the sun was moving so swiftly perhaps it was just a few minutes. But his knees ached, now his head hurt...shut up shut up...you couldn't save them “STOP” looking down at his browning petals, he noticed his motion had been slowed so severely to the frost; it had crawled under his jacket and began stabbing through his flesh.He observed the frost..exquisite designs, scorched into his skin...and he started marching on once again. The sun had reached Paradises opening and was casting beams of golden, once hopeful light throughout the snow, Elliot closed his eyes, biting his lip hard...he couldn't block out the memories...he had to relive it, he had to…So... This is how it happened. It was the day we were going to make a point. We were going to speak out against the religious massacre. We were going to bomb the lower storeroom where our parents maintained all the artifacts. It was one bomb one small bomb. Its radius was tiny it wasn't anything it would've barely wiped out the artifacts. We double, triple checked, it even had glitter in it, it was supposed to coat the lower cellar in glitter and ash. But something else transpired.Think…Think…What went on just hours ago… “This one's going to be big. We’ll show them those stupid artifacts are just hurting the people around them” “Elliot I think you’re taking out some pent-up aggression on old collectibles…” “NAH. anyhow it is going to be fabulous. It’ll coat the whole lower cellar in glitter” “oh yeah perfect then they’ll know exactly who did it.” “A bit late I already set it up…” “You- what? Without me.” “I told you my plan, you’ll have no part in it Able, you’ve gotta keep up the perfect child look” “Where’s no perfect child look” “Good good, keep it up, they’ll never suspect us” KNOCK “yEllOW?”  From beyond the closet door came the ear wracking ring of Lady Elizabeth’s voice. Elliots Fiance. “I’ve been out on the balcony all day waiting for you! You just left me standing there looking like a complete fool. You made me look stupid. You hurt me AGAIN. You’re the absolute worst possible Fiance I've ever had that’s lived this long and HONESTLY. I can’t wait for you to bite the dust after all you’ve put me through.”  “Can we maybe put her in the basement-” “No. go talk to her Elliot. You really need to get it together, you know how her father is, keep this up and you won't make it past the first hour.” “Might be the preferable option…” “well would you rather take the pledge of chastity-” “NOPE!” Elliot kicked the door out, spinning around and taking her hand gently “I’m terribly sorry to have left you there, again, on purpose” “At least I'm trying to make this work, you’re a child.” “A child shouldn't be married off~” “Oh, whatever. Just dance with me and look pretty. You’ll be dead by sunrise” “Oooh, fun, I'm sure I will be.” And we danced and danced...and danced...it, was actually nice...I should’ve been kinder to her...I should've seen it from her side, how horrible it to be treated with such distance before death. We danced for hours and I was bored sick. I made it clear too, I hurt her, and at the time I didn't care...we talked so much about wanting each other dead, but she didn't deserve it… The banquet. “I could probably eat all of this in one bite” “Yeah, and it would be disgusting.” “Aaaooooommmmn” “Oh wow look at that, I was right, you’re a pig” “You’re jusht jealoush “  Able couldn’t stand looking at me, heheh… But what was he looking at...no, who. Taking a moment off himself he realized there was someone else in Ables vision, someone that caught his eye not just once but twice...and not in a good way. ...ah, an Ebonwood. Lady Elizabeth family, a father more likely...Able was watching him like a Hawke, probably covering my dumbass as always…Fast forward...who was in the gala, looking at creepy pictures of my uncle...someone id never really seen before, I didn't pay much attention then, but he feels so familiar...brown hair, dead eyes, pale skin, wheelchair...why do I know that? Ugh...whos next then... mom, dad…? “No no no, can’t do it, nope, they’re fine, they’re ok, they’ll catch up.” He started to shake again “This was supposed to help c-c’mon I get it I was an asshole, b-but I didn't cause this I didn’t I just lived I lived and others might've too so did Able, and all the ones with wings, that's like a lot of them, a lot of them lived, it wasn't me” His legs caved and he hit the snow. “N-no c’mon. C-c’mon they’ll be fine” He started to curl up “S-stop it body s-stop it, we need to keep g-going” He felt his eyes shut, flashes of his mother and father coming to the surface. “S-stop s-stop.” The sun was setting...and the frost creeping under his petals. “I can't make it on my own…” “I'm sorry…” his petals began to shift black, he felt the sludge creeping up his throat and down his eyes “Let go~” his petals flared into the sky, he was pulled up by his back and thrown onto his feet. A wave of black swept over the snow and an eye began to open on his forehead “FUCK. OFF.” Elliot punched the eye, sending himself backward, the eye squinted, and shut. “S-stay down.” he shivered, shutting his eyes, covered in freezing sweat, he squinted, looking into the distance...headlights...about six of them...scavengers. Elliot dragged himself to his feet, quivering as he raised a hand to the sky, a beam of light shooting up from the snow reflecting through the final of his shimmering gold petals, and creating a lance. Untying the cord from his waist he took a defensive stance...and watched...seven headlights...tinted green...a gang without a doubt… He stood his ground, prepared to fight. And as they arrived, circling, blaring their horns, flashing their lights. His ears dropped, he winced but stood tall...no idea where they were, his shaking was evident, becoming more violent as they laughed, his petals changing darker once more, he felt the sludge crawling up his legs. A silhouette made sharper before him, a woman, advancing gradually, reaching a hand out “a Zephline all the way out here? So you must know what transpired” “SH-SHUT IT” he raised his spear, and she pushed it aside with ease, she pressed her hand to his forehead. A wave of green shooting out from him as she pulled forth a necklace of emeralds. Grabbing him by his collar she lifted him up, looking to Able. “get that one too” The dark shot up to him like fractures in ice pitch-black arteries filling his skin, petals falling and skin turning white. The eye opened and two thorn horns jet out from his skull “oh that was a mistake bitch.” They dug their sharpened talons into her chest ripping out a chunk of flesh, she dropped them, tumbling to her knees, he kicked her down turning to the men who already had pulled the emeralds from Able. “heheh...back. The fuck. Off.”  He charged, ripping into the first man, while the other stabbed him in the side twice or thrice, sending him down clawing and punching, a third being stepped forth and pressed his hand to his forehead. And the last thing they could Manage was a gargled, defeated laugh.   “The afterlife feels funny…” Elliot opened his eyes, sitting in a field of turquoise, on a mountaintop overlooking hills and seas… “there’s no way I made into the elysian fields.” he looked around with a rising grimace “there's no way Able didn't.” he rubbed his head closing his eyes “no...this isn't okay at all, but wherever I am I'm not ready to wake up yet…” he sat down “so...ill wait till I'm ready to wake up…” and there he sat, playing with grass and blossoms, gradually beginning to sense the dull aches drawing him nearer to awareness. “Did you hear that? I think he said something” “He's just breathing Plant boy, dead people don’t breathe so be glad he's at least doing that.”   The scavenger muttered, putting on tea in her warn down tiny shack of a house, everything compressed to two rooms and dawning two windows with a skylight. She sat by the old wood stove, watching Elliot with narrowed eyes, bandaged, surrounded by warm embers with blankets stacked up, a few poorly put together tubes attached him to a DIY iv. Bandages wrapped around his chest and arms “the frostbites pretty bad, if he doesn't pull through in the next week I'm pulling the plug.” “no, no-no. I’ll pay you” she raised an eyebrow “with what? You’re a nobody”  ��you’re a mechanic right?”  “scaven-gggg you know what, yeah sure I'm a mechanic.”  “we’ll, I could help you out with your shop”  “pfff. What shop.”  “We could..make one?”  “I'm not making a shop to keep your brain-dead brother alive.” “then don't do it for him, do it because you want to! and ...also because I really need your help…” “fine~ but like I said. If it doesn't work in one week, he's out. And so are you” Able let out a relieved sigh, sinking back “This is doable”  “PFFT. hah. Sure.” She sat back, pouring tea into a can, and handing it to Able “calm before the storm I guess. Sip up” “no rest for the wicked…” “yeah whatever, so like, do we steam this vegetable or how do you hydrate it” “I could just stick his hand in some water and as long as he gets light he’ll be ok” “Your plants are so...weird. And kind of impressive, if I got cut and just needed some sunshine that’d be-but you plants are usually stuck up so nevermind~” “not all..” “said all.” “point taken, do you have any paper I could use? I have some ideas for your shop” “Already?” “my brother's life is on the line, I’ll be working at this until we get your shop up and flourishing.” “you don’t want to investigate how you got out there?” “what I don’t know can't hurt me, right now is what's important, and right now he’s losing time the less I work” “ok ok desperado.” she scoffed, handing him some paper and a charcoal pencil “thank you…” “uhuh.” she eyed him as he worked, sketching out blueprints and floor plans, signs and locations, he seemed to have a good idea on her inventory “I keep a keen eye out on everything...well...I feel like it's a habit anyways…” 

“is mind-reading also one?” Able bellowed out a deep, gentle laugh. “ I try not to do it too much” Her eyes widened “Ok ok not really, we can't read minds, I don’t think so anyway” “let’s hope not. For your sake.” Able moved Elliot's palm into a little dish of water, and opened a window over him, kissing his brow and heading outside to start demonstrating his ideas to the Scavenger, her back and front yard consisted of a junkyard that Able was determined to organize, build and prepare for selling spare parts and presenting his trash to treasures vehicle repair service.  Their distant voices brought a tiny smirk to Elliot's lips, sitting in this dull dark pain, listening to his brother work, so long as Able was in earshot, Elliot could count on him...and focus on this long patient recovery...hours of sitting, unable to even open his eyes. It was pure torture. But so long as he had Ables voice to guide him...He knew he could pull through on top.

[notyonarrative]

Chat was just Hungry! - MLB short story

Hi,  miraculous ladybug fandom! I’m back with another amateur fanfic, but this time it’s just some fluffy marichat! If you ever have any prompts for me, send them my way! Enjoy my little story below, and please like/reblog!

“Boy,” Chat Noir drawled, “These night patrols are really boring by yourself.”

He plopped down on the edge of a roof, propped his elbows on his knees, and placed the sides of his jaw in his hands.

“I know you can’t talk to me, Plagg, but I know that you can hear me. Sooo, I guess… Uh… “ he sighed. “I miss Ladybug.”

Chat and Ladybug had been doing nightly patrols for a while, and he had grown rather accustomed to her presence during them. However, tonight, his precious lady said that she was very busy with “personal matters” and had to take care of those instead of doing the patrol. He eagerly told her to get her own work done and that he would find a way to contact her should anything go amiss, but he didn’t realize how lonely and boring it was going to be without anyone to joke around with. It was a slow night in Paris, but luckily for him, a sudden rumbling in his stomach took his mind off his current situation.

“Well, Plagg, just so you know, I’m preeeetty hungry right now, so I’m thinking about getting food somewhere.” The cat began tapping his upper lip in contemplation. “But where can I go that won’t draw attention? No offense, but I don’t feel like turning back if you get me.”

He thought about it a moment longer before pondering aloud, “There might be one place…”

Marinette stretched her arms and yawned. She had been working on designs for a sudden competition all day long and had finally gotten comfortable with one of them. There were some finishing touches left, but she needed a break to refresh her mind. Before going down to her kitchen, she plopped on a new face mask she’d been dying to try. Apparently, it was supposed to reduce eyebags and dark lines, so it was shaped somewhat like a racoon mask.

“Hey Mom,” Marinette called as she bounded down the stairs, “are there any cakes up here by any chance? I might need a little sugar boost before I finish my design.”

Sabine turned and smiled at her daughter and replied, “No, but I can go grab one if you like. I’m sure you dad has some leftovers down in the bakery.”

“Oh, no, that’s fine! I can go get some myself. Thank you though, Mom!”

Marinette plodded down the rest of the stairs to the bakery. Cake, cake, cake, cake. There had to be something good left over from that day. She rounded a corner, and-

“UWAH!!”

She stumbled backward and barely caught herself on a counter behind her. Her heart rate sprung up so suddenly that she had to take a moment to breathe and regather herself. Normally, it was near impossible to hear what was going on in the bakery from the living room, but because she had shouted so loud, her father shuffled to the door between the two floors.

“Is everything okay down there?”

“Ye-Yeah, Papa! Everything is fine! I just, uhhhh, tripped over my own feet! Heheh!”

She heard her father chuckle. “Alright. Be careful.”

“Okay!” she called back while cautiously approaching the front door of the bakery.

There were two bright green eyes looking in at her. Was something bad going on?

“Hey, Chat Noir,” she said while awkwardly opening the door, “Is everything okay? Do you need me to, erm, do you need to, uh, do you need to find Ladybug?”

“What? No, um, actually,” he followed Marinette back inside the bakery, “I know that by your sign your family’s bakery is closed, but would you be able to spare a stray alley cat some food? I can pay, of course.”

Marinette laughed. “Are you serious?”

“Hey, not every alley cat is broke!”

Marinette covered her mouth before she laughed again. “No, not that, Chaton. I meant, did you really come to a bakery for an empty stomach?”

“Just so you know, this wasn’t my first choice-”

“Harsh.” “-but it was the only place I figured I could buy something without being mobbed by paparazzi or fans.”

She took a second to consider his reasoning.

“That’s fair.”

Chat casually leaned against one of the counters within the bakery and continued.

“I know this is inconvenient, but if it’s…”

He paused and leaned forward, squinting intently at her face. She furrowed her brow and leaned the opposite direction away from him. What was his problem?

“Hey, you… you remind me of something like that…”

“Wh-…?”

Marinette’s eyes popped open, and she swiped her mask clean off her face and nearly slam dunked it into the adjacent trash bin. So much for lessened eye bags and dark lines.

“I know! You looked like-”

“I’m not Ladybug!!”

“A racoon!”

She paused with her mouth agape and got hit with a pang of “whoops. I’m an idiot!” She tried to cover it up with loud, obnoxious nervous laughter that went a little overboard.

“Hahahaha! A RACOON!! Hahahah! You’re right, Chat! That’s exactly what I looked like! A racoon! Hahaha, you’re such a jokester, you kitty cat you! You crack me up…! Heh! Heheheh…! Heh……” She cleared her throat and clapped her hands together trying to change the subject. “So, what do you want?!”

“I can go! I didn’t mean to disturb you.”

“No, no, no. I meant what do you want to eat? I have all sorts of left over cakes and other foods in my kitchen upstairs.”

Chat’s shoulders relaxed and his ears pointed up at that.

“Well, if you insist, I will take whatever’s easiest.”

“Which means you’ll be eating cake with me, Chaton!”

He smirked.

“Whatever have I done for you to act like such a princess to me?”

Marinette busied herself with getting some left over cake for the two of them to share. She was glad her little goof up was brushed under the rug as easily as it had occurred and remained focused on the things in front of her while talking.

“Princess? I think you mean servant.”

“How so?”

“Here I am slaving away to get you food like a servant to a prince.”

“Oh?” Chat purred. “Did you just call me your Prince, by chance?”

Marinette spun around with two plates of cake in her hand.

“You wish, Kitty. Besides, don’t you have a Ladybug to fawn over?”

Chat Noir graciously took the plate of cake from Marinette’s hand and nodded at her as a silent sign of thanks.

“How could I when there’s such a perfectly perfect Princess in front of me?” Marinette lowered her face to hide her blushing.

“I guess you are a Prince in some ways,” she mumbled on impulse right before nervously shoveling large forkfuls of cake into her mouth.

A grinning Chat leaned closer trying to get a better look at her turned face. He was smiling too much to take a bite of his own cake.

“What was that, my lovely?”

Marinette turned more of her face and body and continued to nervously eat her piece of cake until it was nearly gone.

With a half-full mouth, she commanded, “Finish your cake and go back on patrol, Chaton.”

“Of course! But only because it’s a direct order from my Princess.”

[sidon-reader-support]

Hello I was wondering if you can do Sidon meeting his s/o's family

(Hehehe~ This one was fun~ You have a younger brother in this for the sake of content, hope that’s okay. His name is Bobby because I’m creative. Enjoy!~)

Meeting The Family

Word Count: 2509Warnings: Fluff, mentions of violence at the end, anxious thoughts

“Maybe this isn’t such a good idea,” you murmur coming to a stop in the middle of the Great Zora Bridge.

“Love we have been planning this visit for a month, it would be a shame to let all that effort go to waste,” Sidon replied as he also came to a halt letting his hand rest on your shoulder to give it a comforting squeeze. That one squeeze seemed to make that tense feeling coursing throughout your entire body release some stress but you still couldn’t shake all of it off. “Not to mention, it’s about time your family got to meet me.”

You let out a soft sigh and nod your head offering a timid smile knowing that he is right as always. You’ve been wanting to do this for so long though that didn’t make it any less nerve-wracking.

None of your family members have ever seen Sidon, they don’t even know his name! It was always something that you wanted to mention to them but every time you got so nervous that you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Now you are introducing your nine-foot Zora boyfriend who just so happens to be the Prince and future King of the entire Zora Domain. You have no idea how they are going to react when you finally break the news to them. You were still in shock about Sidon being yours, you could only imagine what they’ll say and everything that they say does not make you feel any better.

“Darling.” You snap out of your worried trance to look up at Sidon who is now kneeling in front of you a warm smile on his face when you meet eyes with him. “I fear that you may drown in all of your doubts and worries before we even reach the house, my pearl,” he said with an amused chuckle and you turn your head your cheeks flushing embarrassed.

“Sorry, I just can’t help but think about what they might say… I never told them who you are,” you confess as you fiddle with your clothing staring at the rocky mountains that outlined the river running beneath the bridge, anything to keep from meeting eyes with your lover.

Sidon is quiet for just a moment before standing up and dusting himself off before holding a hand out to you. “Then let’s make this a pleasant surprise,” he states confidently and you can’t help but smile a little as you take hold of his larger hand. “I will be right here, no matter what transpires today. Nothing they could say will make me reconsider my feelings for you.”

The confidence in his voice must be contagious because you’re sure that some of it sinks into your skin and chases your nerves away. You nod and he nods in return letting his fingers curly to gently grasp your hand so that the two of you may continue your journey to your childhood home.

Sidon seems endlessly curious about everything you pass by when you draw nearer to your home and start to recognize your surroundings. You cannot blame him; he has wanted to see the place that you grew up in ever since you mentioned it to him when you first started dating.

Back in the Zora Domain you had been surrounded by his childhood; King Dorephan and even some of the citizens would tell you all about the people he had grown up with, the places that he went, and all the things he used to do as a child. The King himself loved to tell you all kinds of stories the little rascal that Sidon used to be when he was young, much to Sidon’s disdain. Now he could see everything that influenced you to become the person that you are today.

However, as things become more familiar to you, your nerves slowly return crawling up from your feet and inching their way up your body. When you finally spot the small village, everything skyrockets and it’s almost impossible for you to move forward as your eyes fall upon the familiar building standing near the open grassy fields that is your home. It is a little far from the village square so that saves you the terror of having to walk straight through the center of town practically parading Sidon through the streets for everyone to see. Standing here though, just the walk to your old front door seems like such a daunting task.

“This was a bad idea, we should go,” you say pulling back on Sidon’s hand as you take a few steps back. Sidon, however, does not budge and his hand gives you another gentle squeeze of reassurance before he takes a small step forward ushering for you to do the same. For a brief moment, you remain frozen in place but then you meet his eyes and see the tenderness in his gaze your legs stop feeling like jelly and move forward to follow your guide.

How funny that the one who has never been here must lead the way to your house.

You point him in the right direction and although Sidon picks up the pace the walk to the door takes hours, or that’s what it feels like at least. Eventually, you make it there and you can already see someone peeking through the curtains of the house’s window. Climbing the stone steps, you take the lead and warn Sidon to be careful of his head considering how this house was not really built with someone of such a tall stature as his in mind. The Zora must bend over a little as a precaution releasing your hand in the process so as not to prevent you from rushing up the door fueled by some new energy. Probably excitement but mostly fear

Yeah, definitely fear.

You’re just about to knock on the door when it suddenly flings open and your brother’s form replaces it, standing in the archway looking up at you with a big smile. “You’re here!” He exclaims almost in disbelief though you knew that everyone had been informed that you would be coming today. You smile back at him and he just laughs before leaping up at you giving you only a second to react and catch him in your arms, hugging him close to your chest.

“You knuckle-head, you could’ve taken me out,” you scold though you can hear yourself laughing with him as he wraps his arms around your neck giggling giddily.

“Good,” he says looking up at you with that familiar mischievous glint in his eyes that you hadn’t realized you missed, “then you would have to stay here while you recover!” He replies smiling smugly like he’s proud of that fact.

You playfully scoff and let him slip to the ground so his feet can touch while one of your arm wraps around his neck while the other gives his head a thorough nuggie. “You little punk!” He squirms in your arm trying to wriggle his way out of your grasp.

You’re so caught up in your little punishment that you completely forget about Sidon’s presence until you hear him let out a deep chuckle and your attention as well as the attention of your brother is directed towards the Zora. “Oh please, don’t let my presence interrupt this happy reunion,” he says smiling at the two of you fondly. You laugh a little but release your brother regardless, letting your hands sit on his shoulders turning him to face Sidon.

“Who’re you?” Your brother asks rather rudely and you wonder if your parents told him why you were visiting or it may be that he just doesn’t realize Sidon is the one.

“Hey, be nice,” you scold, genuinely this time, clearing your throat before speaking again. “Um, Sidon this is my brother Bobby,” you say whilst gesturing towards your brother, “Bobby this is my… boyfriend Sidon,” you gesture back to Sidon who smiles and gives the young boy a friendly wave.

“So, you’re Bobby? My pearl, has told me much about you-!”

Bobby quickly cuts the Zora off when he puts his hands on either side of Sidon’s face surprising both of you. “This is the one who stole you away from me? I didn’t know you were into fish,” he huffs before storming back into the house leaving you both in stunned silence.

Well, that went as well as you had expected.

“B-Bobby, get back over here! I’m so sorry Sidon, I didn’t think that he would do something like that. He’s usually really nice to people,” you say as you hurry into the house after your brother, “Mom! Dad! I’m home,” you call out before turning back to the door waving for Sidon to come home glad that it isn’t too small for him to fit through.

“No, no dear it is fine. It was certainly a surprise but I would not say I didn’t expect a little negative response,” Sidon said as he entered the living room of the home looking around curiously having to bend down ever so slightly because there wasn’t quite enough head room.

“Oh, honey it’s so glad to finally see you,” your mom says greeting you with a warm hug that you happily reciprocate.

“It’s good to see you too,” You pull away from her and then give your dad an equally warm hug. It really did feel great to see them again especially after so long. Your dad pulls back and smiles at you before his eyes wander over to the other visitor in his home. “Oh,” you move closer to Sidon and take hold of his hand to help steady yourself. He gives you a gentle squeeze in return and you take a deep breath but Sidon speaks before you can even begin your introduction.

“My name is Sidon, Prince of the Zora, and lover of your wonderful child. It is a pleasure to meet you two.” He greets laying on that princely charm extra thick with a polite bow of his head.

Your parents both stare at him for a moment before their gazes shift to you as if wanting confirmation that what they have just been told is true, like the fact that you’re holding hands is not quite enough. A sheepish smile appears on your lips and you nod your head slowly. Both adults look at each other seeming to have a full conversation with just their gaze and each second of silence that ticks by just makes you more uneasy.

Finally, after what feels like forever, your mother breaks the silence and smiles at the two of you before saying, “Well Sidon, it is a pleasure to meet you too. I must say this is a surprise, we weren’t expecting someone like you,” those words make you freeze in place and for a second you think that she is going to react just like Bobby did. “We’ve never had a prince in our home before, honey you should’ve told me, I would’ve tidied up more.”

Sidon chuckles and shakes his head, “No everything is perfect, you take very good care of your home.”

Your mother smiles clearly flattered by such a sweet compliment but waves his compliment off. “Oh, you. Please have a seat, shall I get you anything? Water, lemonade, anything?”

Surprisingly, everything went up hill from there, better than you could’ve ever expected. You knew that your parents would be apprehensive about Sidon but that only seemed to last the first hour, after everyone sat down and got to talk over some of your mom’s homemade lemonade and cookies, they were practically just as in love with him as you were. Your mother loved how kind he was and definitely adored all the flattery that he threw her way so her initial worries about his rather intimidating demeanor were washed away with those. Your father seemed to like his respect and politeness that helped to reassure him that you were in safe hands.

Bobby, on the other hand, was a struggle.

For most of the visit he only observed the meeting, watching the group as they talked only occasionally coming closer to steal some lemonade or a cookie. He lurked in the far corners of the room or behind the couches the four of you were sitting on always staring daggers at the Zora intruding on his life. Eventually, you became fed up with Bobby’s refusal to even talk to Sidon, because everything was going so perfect why did he need to be so difficult? You were finally comfortable being with your parents and the Zora you didn’t want anyone else to be upset about this.

“Bobby, Sidon is not here to hurt anybody just come and meet him, he was really looking forward to meeting you.” You say turning your head to face the Hylian boy hiding behind the chair that you and the Zora were sitting on. Your brother only huffed in response and you rolled your eyes grabbing his shirt to keep him from leaving. “If you want to say something then say it, you punk.”

“I don’t want to say anything to him,” Bobby groans trying to pull away but your vice grip prevents him from escaping so he crosses his arms over his chest.Sidon beats you to the punch once again making an eager suggestion to the boy, “Perhaps you would feel better if you learned more about me, Bobby?” He smiled wide flashing his signature sharp-toothed smile.

The boy looked up and his eyes widened ceasing his efforts to escape in favor of staring at the Zora’s wide smile. “Whoa, how many teeth do you have?”Sidon grinned and you laugh softly as you let go of Bobby’s shirt knowing that he won’t leave while under Sidon’s charm. “Much more than any Hylian and each one is razor sharp for fighting and hunting, it is quite a vicious bite,” The Zora explained chomping at the air to show off his teeth to Bobby completely enraptured by the mention of fighting.

“Cool! Have you ever fought anybody? Did you get that scar from a fight? What happened? Was it bloody?”

“My friend, I have fought more enemies than I care to count. Funny that you should mention that, this scar is actually from one of my proudest and toughest battles. Now that one was bloody, you see, there was a village not too far from here…”

You shake your head with a soft laugh as Sidon tells his story, turning back to pick up your glass from the coffee table but stopped halfway when you noticed the look on your parents’ faces. Wary and concerned, clearly, they were not as impressed by Sidon’s battle story as Bobby was.

“But I didn’t stop there! Within the disgusting belly of the great beast I continued to fight piercing its flesh with my spear!”

You chuckle rather stiffly and then take a sheepish sip of your lemonade. At least they were bonding.

[briteboy]

yelling @ santi, i’m evil again (what else is new), SOME REALLY REALLY OLD ASKS, one GoT spoiler at the very bottom (beware)

*angrily slaps santi* GET YOUR SELF TOGETHER YAH POOP HEAD

Lou and Fiona deserve happiness pls let it happen ty

they do ;-; it will happen, don’t worry, no one suffers forever <3 i’ve actually been planning out lou’s story and i’m excited to actualize it hehe

I just read all of Santis story. Dear god, it is amazing. I cannot begin to describe how much I love it. I have been really sick lately and have such a hard time concentrating on anything for more than one second but I have not been able to look away from this story, not even when I re-read it for the third time. You are an amazing writer and I have fallen in love with every charachter you have introduced. I teared up so many times and my heart began beating fast, it was really an experience.

OH MY GOD ;___________; YOU READ IT THREE TIMES WHAATDOSOIGODFSKL holy shit thank you so much, i don’t even know what to say right now lmao ;-; i’m just kinda in awe that i was able to grab your attention like that and that you enjoyed it so much and just askjdjfsd THANK YOU i can’t say anything else but just thank you, people like you make this all worth it <3 

A case of the novembers is the kinda story you read and you just know its going to stick with you for awhile. Like ones day, you'll be long gone in the future, doing something totally different, older wiser, all that bullshit, and you'll just randomly remember what a bittersweet story it was.

OMFG ;___; holy heck asjdjnfkdkjs this really got me right in the heart lmao. that’s the kind of story it’s always been for me and seeing other people interpret it that way as well is just mind boggling, thank you <3 

You are evil. My poor heart hurts. ;______________;

you've ruined my life

Life hack: listen to the entire Hamilton soundtrack whilst working out at the gym. By the end of it, you'll have lost half your body weight due to sweating and crying at the same time (pls help this was such a bad decision)

OMG that’s me with grimes’ art angels lmao i go hord to kill v maim and venus fly

hamilton fans also go hord i respect it. learn more about history get swole killing two birds with one stone

Okay this is so fucking random but a while ago you did a post where you talked about perfect bby gianni saying that he spent a lot of time in introspection and like Thank you 'cause now I have a word to put on this thing I do when I try to figure why I feel certain things or what my relationship with people/random shit is and why and yeah I kind of understand myself a little better now so thx a lot!!! 😘😘😘 Also, you're great.

i think i was actually talking about santi (’cause that’s where we’re at right now, in that period of introspection for him heheh) but YES omg that makes me so happy ;-; it’s a good word lmao and i do the same thing, in fact i’m always trying to figure out my relationships with everything in order to understand myself more. that’s kinda why i’m so into astrology haha. i’m glad you finally got to pin down that feeling for yourself, it’s the best when that happens <3 YOU’RE GREAT TOO 💫

NOOOOOOOO MY FAVS THIS CAN'T... LOU.... SANTI PLS... THIS IS A RIOT 😭😭

let’s start protesting santi in the streets

Hi!! Umm I'm guessing you do but just in case, did you know there was a tear accessory? I think it's an eyeliner (cause you mentioned having to draw them yourself)

yeah i do! i mentioned the ones by s-club, i’ve used those a couple times. but i like drawing them myself because i feel like it’s weird to have the same single teardrop every time one of my characters cries (and we all know they’ve been crying a lot lately lmfao) if they didn’t cry often i probably wouldn’t feel compelled to draw the tears. but i don’t mind drawing them honestly, it’s kinda fun lmao. thanks for your consideration <3 

so im sitting here thinkin....... what if santi goes on this trip and coms back and lou is in a relationship!?!?!

👏santi👏get👏it👏together👏

HE’S TRYIN

i want to die

AAAH SOLE DEVELOPMENT BETWEEN CUTE DEVIL CHILD AND I ALMOST DIED TWICE TATOO MAN YES

I HAD TO READ THIS LIKE THREE TIMES TO UNDERSTAND IT LMFAOSDOJDKF BUT YES their relationship kills me the most ;__;

wait santi tried to kys :'(

WHERE U BEEN he did  :{

what font do u use in your histories?

arial!

hi u have a really pretty blog and I hope you have a good day

THIS IS SO SWEET I DON’T DESERVE IT ;-; I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY TOO HONEYBEE 🌻

nyooooooom

I WENT M.I.A FOR A LITTLE AND I COME BACK TO READ UP ON THE STORY AND HOW DARE YOU ASHDDJFKL

@teishajenaie on instagram looks like Rooney to me, idk if you'd agree but ??

i see it!! definitely in the eyes and nose. also sorry i answered this literally like 3 months later lmao

gooey by glass animals gives me santi vibes :) ive been listening to it on repeat (bc im tht bitch) and it was making me think of you and his story! c: i hope you dont mind me over here lmao anyway, im excited to see where it goes and real excited for a back story for lou!! <3 lots of love

omg haha that’s actually funny because i used it in that one scene of him tripping, although it’s like completely a gianni song to me (at least personality-wise, it’s even on his playlist on my character page) and noooo i don’t mind, i love that song and i love when people recommend me songs!! i have a whole bunch of recommendations in my inbox that i need to acknowledge omg. anyway I’M EXCITED THAT YOU’RE EXCITED, especially for lou’s story, it’s coming up reeeeeal soon <333

i feel so late to the party but i Just started reading your story like five minutes ago and im absolutely entranced by it already and i cant wait to catch up and finally understand what to heck is going on

this was sent literally forever ago when santi and molly were out there being wild in the desert lmao so i hope you caught up and everything. “entranced” omg that’s such a wonderful word i’m honored

i didnt think i could love you more but the fact that you watch arrested development makes me so happy. i cry. my boyfriend has a mr manager, bluths frozen bananas shirt thats literally my favorite thing ever.

OMGGG YES i watched it once forever ago and i need to re-watch it asap lmao. I’M PRETTY SURE I BOUGHT THAT SAME EXACT SHIRT FOR MY BROTHER FOR CHRISTMAS ONE YEAR

Just a biiig prank. Huge

this one is from so long ago i don’t remember the context but i laughed at loud when i read it. huge

i was playing with uncharted for the first time today and they said Navarro in it and i was like THATS MY BOI SANTIII

santi infiltrating everyone’s lives my bf played uncharted tho!! it looked cool. like indiana jones. i liked the marketplace part. a monkey stole his apple

Hi sunny! I really am in love with your story (even if it's tearing me apart at the moment) and just wanted to say you're cool Stay strong ma dude

HI THANK YOU <333 you’re also cool my dude and i’m sorry for tearing you apart (if it makes you feel any better this story tears me apart on a daily basis)

what packs and expansions do u have for ur game?

ummmmmm all of them except vintage glamour and fitness stuff. i wish i didn’t buy some of the stuff packs lmao but what can ya do i actually didn’t even get vampires or bowling or parenthood until like a month ago lmao i’m late to the party

Oh shit she's been dead hasn't she. Like this is all a drug or alcohol infused bender of mollys memory, she's probably never left. They're probably still at the hospital. I hope I fucking wrong but shit I also hope not. Poor santi

we’re so far past this but i just wanted to publish this anyway lmao it was a good theory! and this person was so sure of it it kinda made me wish it was true lol. sorry if that disappointed you but i’ll always remember this one in my sad sad heart 💔

how long did it take for you to make friends here? I started a simblr because I really like storytelling with my sims & I thought it'd be fun to meet people who enjoy that, too, especially since I don't have many friends irl...but I've been here for quite a few months now and it seems like no one even cares that I'm here....everyone I try to interact with pretty much ignores me after a message or two....I'm just feeling really discouraged about my presence here :/

I’M REALLY SORRY I DIDN’T ANSWER THIS SOONER ASKJDKJFSDKA (i’m sure it didn’t help the fact that you feel ignored, i really really hope you see this) but okay uhhhhhhh i only had acquaintances from 2015 up until like this year? then i started really becoming close with people. so it took a while lol, but i think everyone starts off slow because it’s mostly about the actual game we’re playing at first and then making friends just happens through that. don’t get discouraged, like i said it took a while for me. you really just need to reach out to the people you’d like to become friends with, reply to their posts, give your genuine thoughts, say something that’ll make their day...people notice that no matter what they have going on, i promise. i hope you’re still here and hanging in there. don’t get caught up in who’s talking to you or not talking to you, just do your thing, enjoy what you do, and people will notice you. <3

3. Hi so I just wanted to say that I love your story, I'm here for every update. I'm an s3 player I play s4 every once in awhile but s3 has my soul. I love Santi and I know he will be happy in the end, whether it's with Lou or not(hopefully it is tho) I only want him to be happy. I go through so many emotions in one post, like this is a tv drama and I can’t wait for the next episode. This is the end of my cut and paste. Have a nice day.❤️

HI HELLO <3 this is so sweet and i can’t believe you actually care about my story lmao thank you i’m glad you have faith in his happy ending, i don’t want anyone to think i genuinely like making my characters suffer lmao. i only do it to make the happy ending more satisfying. asjdfjksd comparing my stuff to film or tv always makes me so giddy so THANK YOU ily <333

"Suicide before you see this tear fall down my eyes" (Beyonce) reminds me of Molly's situation soooo muchhhh aaaahhhhh

OMG YES what a good connection. good song good connection yaeeahhh better call molly with the good hair

Ummmm... hello! I just read through your whole story with Santi and I'm like... holy fuck. Not only is your story wonderful, your editing is so good. I'm surprised I didn't shove my eyes up against my computer screen. Please continue making wonderful things and being great. Signing off 12:31 in the morning, I hope you have as much fun as you want to

“as much fun as you want to” omfgasdkngjd why did that make me laugh so much. don’t have too much fun, have the responsible amount of fun anyway HELLO thank you soooooO much ;-; pls don’t shove ur eyes up against the screen i’m almost positive that’s not good for them. but i appreciate this so much thank YOU for being great <3 signing off at 2:18 in the morning after ignoring this message for months now (i’m sorryyyyyyy) but um ily

HELLO??? I JUST READ A SERIOUS CASE OF NOVEMBER FOR THE FIRST TIME AND I'M LIKE CRYING???? y u do dis to me I hate you and love you at the same time

(I need to rant I'm sorry) My uncle is really positive towards the army and war and stuff like that and all day he's been going on about how it should be mandatory to serve in the military, especially for "little brat girls" like me? And it's stressing me out so much I want to cry :( The army and war is something that genuinely scares me and I don't want anything to do with it, but he's just going on and on! What should I do?

this is literally sooooooooo late and i feel so bad i’m sorry, i hope this still helps you out and i hope you see it tho okay. i’m pretty sure this was even before the trans military ban like whew idek what your uncle must think about that. tbh just ignore him, like i know it’s hurtful but like...what is his point in telling you this? i would’ve literally been like (sarcastically) “ok then sign me up” but i’m also a lil shit so that’s probably not the best thing to say. but really like the only thing he’s trying to do is feel powerful by means of expressing his militaristic (no pun intended) opinions to someone far younger than him. it’s so that he feels bigger and better than you (especially by calling you a brat). he’s a sad man and anyone who relies on the military, of all things, to shape a person probably doesn’t have a strong sense of self anyway. i love you okay, just ignore him, don’t let him stress you out <3

I'm a little high and it's late but I have a lot of courage now so I've been following you for a while and I just want to tell you how much I love your story! I have come across other places on tumblr who do this but none have captured me as this one did! You are amazing and I am in love with this story! Thanks fo being you! :)

ONMG YOU HAD TO BE HIGH TO SEND THIS LMAO that was me this weekend anyway thank you so much, it floors me every time anyone says these kinds of things to me and it never gets old ;-; you are so amazing ok <333

you can't possibly be offended by a homophobic joke in game of thrones, it's set in medieval times. they had several lgbt characters in it, it's not the show that's homophobic, it's the characters, which is accurate for that time period.

o i can and i will lmao i mean i get where you’re coming from but with that logic you could say it’s only accurate to put homophobic jokes in today’s media just because people are still homophobic in the time live in. i know it’s the characters, but you do understand that someone writes those characters, right? it’s bad writing. it’s lazy and pandering and because of that it’s offensive. idk if you know the exact dialogue i was referring to but it was so completely unnecessary lmfao. they could’ve made a million other jokes. regardless of how it offended me it was just BAD lmao

SPOILER BELOW OK DON’T SAY I DIDN’T WARN YA

@ I wanna watch GoT anon: don't. It's just so fucking bad. The definition of overhyped tbh (and btw, sunny, PLS HELP HE SCREWED HIS FUCKING AUNT WTH)

LMAO SOMEONE ACTUALLY AGREES WITH ME? wow bless u. it is definitely overhyped, like it was good at first but it’s been riding that hype through these past couple of seasons to disguise the bad writing. i understand being entertained by it, but i’m always surprised when people think it’s actually well written at this point...it’s so cringey and now thanks to the season finale this fanbase will be justifying incest. great!

OK MOVE ALONG NOW

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A Runaway’s Tale chapter 1

Chapter 1. The plane that was destined to go to Hong Kong was was nearly in the air. Jotaro and the others had seen Anne off, though Jotaro didn't show up until she was on the plane. The young runaway was so happy when she saw him. She looked back at him, planning to do so until the plane was out of sight. The plane flew into the air. Anne was still feeling very happy that Jotaro had came to see the plane depart. It went farther and farther away, Team Joestar was soon out of sight. The girl sat back in her seat as she stopped looking out the window. She remembers how of the team, Joseph and Jotaro had sorta been the nicest to her. Joseph was a grandfather who she had never really had. She'd never forget how good he was to her. Anne respected him and Jotaro on whom she had a crush. She had almost feared she wouldn't get to see him that one final time. She was thinking about her time with the team. Even though it may not have been mutual, she had liked being with them. She's feeling sad that she will most likely not see them again. She was grateful that they had given her money and tickets. What she would do when she is in Hong Kong is not planned out yet. The girl would have to cross that bridge when she gets there. She sorta knew the time length of a trip from India to Hong Kong. Plenty of time for the child to be able to leave herself to her thoughts. Anne sighed thinking to herself "I.. guess I wasn't able to do much to help them in their travels... I guess I was more a hindrance then a help.." She thinks back to the times where she burdened the others. One such moment was the situation with Z.Z., Anne then opens her eyes having closed them in thought. Anne says "Jotaro was right. It's better this way. He and the guys have their own journey. I am afraid that I will only get in the way." She remembers the reason why she left. It's her father he and pretty much always was a very distant man. Though him becoming distant really only happened after her mother left. Anne wondered if the team would've let her stay with them if she filled them in on some details, like why she ran away. Perhaps they would've or maybe not. It no longer mattered now. Her mind drifted back to her father, It was likely that he would not even be at the airport, heck she wondered if he even cared that she was gone. Did he even notice? She sighs "My father... He probably couldn't care less..." She looks down at her lap with a frown as the plane is flying. The young runaway felt happy that there were very few passengers here. She hoped to avoid drawing attention to herself. No one else on the plane is paying her mind, nor she them. Anne didn't mind that as she can keep to her own thoughts this way. She preferred this privacy. She has her hand on her hat that is on her lap. The plane continued on its way to Hong Kong. As time kept on passing, Anne laid back and put her cap on her head. She startled to close her eyes as she then started to fall asleep. Hours had passed upon hours. The plane soon has reached its destination entering Hong Kong airspace. Anne was working up by the pilot's voice over intercom. "We are now entering Hong Kong airspace. We shall be arriving at the airport shortly." The voice says. Anne sits up as she stretches her body, she also yawns as well. She waits for the plane to land. The plane lands down the runway at the airport. Anne feels the plane land. After the pilot tells everyone they can get up, the stewardess helps everyone to leave. Anne's the last one to go. She had no one to really look forward to seeing. Whether her father was there or not, most likely not as there was no way he was even contacted. Anne sighs as the stewardess walks to her. She says "Excuse me, young lady?" Anne snaps out of her thoughts, looking at the Stewardess after lifting the lid of her cap "Hmm?" "The other passengers have left. We need you to leave please." She says politely smiling. "Oh ok. Sorry about that. I got distracted." Anne says. "Would you like me to assist you?" The girl shakes her head "No thank you. I can do it myself." Anne then gets up, she makes her way out of the plane. It was darker outside as she went down the steps. The girl went inside the airport. She looks around at the people who are walking around. Some people notice her, they say nothing though. Anne just decides to walk around, working on a plan for herself. "I'll be alright a beautiful lady like me can always do anything she puts her mind to." She thinks to herself, smiling proudly. People are talking to each other. Families are hugging arrivals who they were waiting for. Anne watched some of these reunions, frowning and wiping away any tears that may form. She soon finds a group of unoccupied seats after walking around. She started to think about what she can do, she still has the money she was given. She didn't know what to do with it though. "Maybe I could use some of it to get myself something to eat." Anne said aloud to herself. Nothing else coming to mind, she gets up. The girl walks around keeping on the look out for a restaurant or something. She had her hands in her pockets. Elsewhere, on another flight that had just landed a boy is sitting a bored look in his face. He had just came back from a exhaustingly annoying excursion in Paris. He sighs, he left the plane with the other passengers when it lands. He politely declined the stewardess offer to help him exit the plane. He walks with a limp, using his cane with a gold handle. He is a boy around Anne's age with black hair and blue eyes, he's wearing a blue blazer that's buttoned and is wearing a white collared shirt underneath, black pants with a black belt and silver buckle underneath the jacket and black shoes with grey socks. He gets into the airport and says "At least now I'm back home in Hong Kong." He decides that he should make his way down to the baggage claim area. He looks around the place as he feels glad to be back, he'd see his aunt and uncle soon. He can't wait to get "that" period of time out of his mind. He was also kinda feeling hungry himself a little bit He says to himself "I wonder where William is?" As he walks towards a cafe he's familiar with, he catches sight of Anne from behind. He wonders if she's with anyone. The boy knows from experiences in his past that no child can really be too safe anywhere. He moves as quick as he can with his limp and cane. Anne hears the sound of the cane but doesn't look. She kinda thinks it may be an older man or something, Anne has a feeling he may be trying to get to her. He keeps coming. She turns around to see him, looking ready to defend herself but sees that it is not some older man but a boy around her age she lets her guard down. The boy stops as she looks at him and he looks at her. She seems kinda pretty to him as he sees her, the runaway girl thinks he looks good too, the boy feels like me made a bad first impression. He bows to her in apology "I'm sorry if I startled you or something Miss. I suppose I was just trying to help you, as well.. No place is too safe.." Anne goes over to him and says "No, no it's ok.. I guess I just thought you were like some older man because of that cane or something." The boy notices his cane and he just laughs it off when she says that and smiles "Hehehe. Yeah I guess. Anyway I suppose it's time that I introduce myself. My name is Jou Keskoe. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." Anne smiles at him and thinks he has a nice smile "Hello there my name is Anne. I'm pleased to meet ya too Jou." Jou smiles as he says to her "Are you hungry?" "You bet I am." "Maybe you and I can go to that cafe you were headed to. I happen to like it myself." Jou smiles. Anne says "That sounds cool. I hope that I will be able to pay for us both then." "Don't worry I can pay I have a good amount of money on me." Anne smiles but she wouldn't feel right letting him pay for her. She says to him "Thank you but I'll pay for us both. We just met and I don't want to take advantage of you like that." Jou says "You don't have to worry about that. I'd be happy to pay." Anne thinks for a second and says "How about we both pay together. Split the bill between us." "I'd like that. Thank you." Jou replies. "Don't mention it. That's what friends are for." Anne smiles at him. Jou smiles and nods as Anne holds his hand as they go to the cafe together. Jou himself was kinda surprised that she had offered to pay for the both of them. A lot of his "lady friends" who he had to meet often just expected for him to pay, and they were on similar or slightly higher social standings as he. There's something interesting about Anne he thought to himself. She had thought Jou was pretty interesting too, for some reason she felt very glad that she met the guy. Her first day back in Hong Kong and she had gotten herself a new friend. That's the end of Chapter 1. Please R&R.