#IM NOT I JUST WANNA GO BACK TO RESTOCKING

[kazzykatt]

i can't believe job hunting is making me consider selling art

[felidthing]

i was trying to use that age post to try an gauge how old an alter is but due to not being a literal child in the meat world shes kinda contradictory. the youngest on that post is 4 anyway where they can understand language but she cant. so idk. she has very limited speech but i dont think its linked to her age i think thats just a limitation she has but she also cant understand language most of the time either. so idk. anyways thats my late night tjoughts

[yandereshingeki]

i got a 6 hour shift today and a 6 hour shift tomorrow, then a 7 hour shift on friday. goodnight everybody

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

SICKNESS COMFORT W/ LOGAN.

bc im a desperate, conniving attention seeking little sick bitch rn and im not sorry. I just miss and want him!!!!!

implied fem!reader, fluff. 742 words

Sickness bugs come and they go, but never do they get any easier. The migraines seeming to be more blinding than the last, the ringing in your ears sounding more prominent than the time before. It wasn’t a nice feeling by all means, and you found yourself constricted to the sickly comfort of your bed.

You were in the beginning stage of your bug. The dismissed aches and pains in your body now proving to be symptoms. The pressure behind your eyes you ignored for lack of sleep, lethargy you once again passed off as lack of sleep. 

But now, sitting at the edge of your bed in your towel with a bowl in your lap, your jittering ankle bobbing the sickness vessel, you knew it to be more than just ‘lack of sleep.’

“How’ya feelin’?” Logan asks as he steps into your room, voice quiet. 

You shrug, keeping your gaze cast down into the designated sick bowl, staring at the bubbly spit swirl at the bottom. It was gross really, but somehow it helped to not swallow it. 

“Did you wash?” he questions, referring to the bath he ran for you before heading out to the store. The errand of restocking your painkillers. 

He walks closer to you, placing the paper pharmacy bag on your nightstand before moving to sit beside you. He places the back of his hand over your forehead, gauging whether your temperature has grown any hotter since the last time he checked. 

“Yeah,” you say, the word barely audible. You would nod, but that would only make your head worse. “It didn’t help,” you anticipate his next question, answering before he even gets a chance to ask. 

He places his hand from your forehead to your shoulder, his grip light as looks over the side of your face. “You wanna get some rest?” he asks, the question almost rhetorical.

You hum, the sound a wordless attempt of answering without it being too strenuous.

Logan returns your hum with one of his own, though his is far deeper — far more soothing than what you offered him mere moments before. He stands from his seat beside you and heads to your dresser in search of something you could wear, something worn and old enough looking.

He fishes through your clothes until he finds something suitable, not wanting you to ruin something nice and pretty with spit or snot or vomit. He makes his way back over to you silently and takes the bowl from your hold, placing it on the floor beside your bed. Adjusting the tee in his hands, he finds the neck hole and places it over your head, carefully pushing it onto you.

You help him help you, extending your arms into the other two holes so he can roll it over you — your towel falling with the lift of your arms. Though, he doesn’t dare look down, instead keeping his eyes on you, on the dressing of you.

And once your top half is clothed, he bends to the knee in front of you and picks up your under foot. His hold just as careful as he rolls fluffy socks onto your feet — the pair he knew you loved most.

You look down to him, eyes flicking from your feet to his face, offering a soft, sweet, tired smile as thanks.

“Come on, sweet thing,” he stands, groaning faintly with the exertion on his forever old knees. 

He tugs on the covers, pulling back the corner to make an open triangle for you to get inside. You do as silently instructed, placing your head on the pillow, bringing your knees up slightly to keep warm. 

Logan tugs on the lamp chain, turning off the light as he moves to sit near you, parking a seat by your stomach — in the gap of your laid s-like position. Twisting in to look at you, he soothes over the covers, flattening them before moving to your face. His palm resting on your cheek as his thumb swipes across the skin beside your nose and under your eyes. 

His hand remains glued to your face as he practically caresses you to sleep, the delicate touch of something so rugged seeming to put your mind and body at ease. But he’ll be waiting there beside you all night in case you were to need him, listening to you sleep doing more for his body than his own sleep ever could.

⎯ ☆ ⎯

[nyanbin]

ღ infrunami — p.wb

10. papa's tteokbokkiria

꒰ EPISODE LENGTH ꒱ 3.1k words

꒰ AUTHOR’S NOTE ꒱ texts + tweets at the end! practically wrote a whole ass oneshot fic again cus im insane but theres more yn/wonbin interactions in this one i promise ^_^

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𖦹 JUN. 14 (YEAR 1, SPRING) — 5:48 PM

THE YEARLY SPRING FESTIVAL AT SM UNIVERSITY takes place right before the beginning of the finals period of the spring semester, acting as a moment of respite and fun for students before the inevitable days of rigorous studying. It was your first year attending the festival as a student at the university, but you had sometimes visited when you were in high school, oftentimes with Eunseok in tow, so you were already somewhat familiar with how it worked and what kinds of things you could do there.

Unfortunately, in your case, you haven’t yet been able to experience the festivities, because you’d headed straight to the tteokbokki stand as soon as you’d arrived. The festival had already  been in full swing by the time you had gotten there with Shotaro and Eunseok, on account of all of your last classes of the day being in a building on the other side of campus. But while you actually did have just a little bit of time to look around before your shift, the two boys were oddly eager to send you off, reasoning that you should get there early so that Seunghan wouldn’t get in trouble. (As if they actually cared that much if he did.)

So, here you were, standing under the canopy tent of the photography club’s tteokbokki booth, longingly watching the passersby and listening to the lively music that you could hear playing from every corner of the festival. The girls who were on shift before you had eagerly left as soon as they'd finished explaining everything you needed to know about running the booth, and you were still waiting on Sohee to get there, so you were ultimately left to your own devices.

In the short time since you had arrived, there hadn’t been any customers, which you figured was because most people were currently at the amphitheater nearby watching the music performances. Once those ended, though, you anticipated that there would be a lot more people coming by. As you looked around for something to keep yourself busy in the meantime, you noticed that there were only a few of the canned drinks that the booth was also selling left at the front, so you decided to start by restocking those.

While hunched over the cooler and rummaging for the drinks, you hear the rustle of the tent flap moving aside behind you and assume it’s Sohee who had finally come to help you on the shift. You turn around to greet him, cans gathered in your arms, but his name dies in your throat when you make eye contact with Wonbin instead, who freezes while still ducked halfway underneath the tent. A dry laugh escapes you, and you already feel the aggravation rewiring your brain as if seeing Wonbin’s face had flipped the on-switch.

“What are you doing here?” you snark, narrowing your eyes at Wonbin, who looks to be as taken aback as you are.

He hesitates before stepping inside all the way, glancing around and then back at you. He’s stood firm on the opposite side of the tent as he crosses his arms. “I could say the same for you. Didn’t take you to be much of a photographer.”

You scoff. “I’m not in this club. Seunghan asked me to fill in for him.” While turning away from him to finish restocking the drinks, you continue, “You know if you wanna buy something, you have to go in front of the counter, not behind it, right?” 

”I’m not here to buy something,” he snaps, quick to react to your condescending tone. “Sohee… asked me to come here…” 

You turn to look at him as he suddenly sighs, seeming to realize something as he runs a hand through his hair. “For what?” you ask incredulously. “To work here?”

At his slow, weary nod, it dawns on you, too: this was a set-up. 

Immediately wanting out of this situation, you debated whether or not to call the two instigators and tell them to get their asses over here, but you decided that it was no use. If they had planned this, there was no way Seunghan and Sohee would come back to relieve you of your jobs. You imagined the two of them were frolicking around the festival at this very moment, their phones conveniently on do not disturb.

Resigned, you shake your head in disbelief, turning around to close the cooler with a little more force than needed. “Those idiots…”

You plant your hands on your hips, chewing on your lip, now beginning to dread the next two hours you’d have to spend with the boy you had been at odds with the past few weeks. You glance sideways at the culprit, who was currently peering curiously at the trays of tteokbokki. Wonbin had still not stepped that much away from the other side of the tent, as if he would die if he came within a five-foot radius of you. (Which, in truth, was definitely possible.)

After massaging your temples with a deep exhale, you speak up first. “Listen, I’m sure you’re absolutely loving this situation as much as I am, but I don’t wanna make these next two hours harder than they need to be. So let’s just get through this without fucking anything up, okay?”

Wonbin thinks about your words for a moment with his tongue in his cheek, as if trying to find a way to sneak in a taunting remark, but he instead shrugs as he says, “Fine by me.”

Thus, the first half hour or so of your cruel and unusual punishment mostly consisted of the two of you trying your best to avoid the other in the small space of the canopy tent. Business was still slow, so much time was spent sitting in the folding chairs or idly stirring the tteokbokki, trying to pay no mind to the other person. The only time a word would come out of either of your mouths was when a customer stopped by, attitude all of a sudden all cheerful as if the hostility radiating off the both of you wasn’t evident moments before. 

Once the performances at the amphitheater ended, though, this determination to not work with each other only proved to be detrimental. As you had anticipated earlier, many of the people filing back into the festival after the performances were hungry and looking for something to eat, resulting in a rush of customers at the tteokbokki stand. 

At first, the two of you still refused to properly communicate with each other. But with the way you were each handling the customers on your own, one by one, it quickly became disorienting, as the two of you frantically moved around each other, often getting confused on who had paid already or who was still waiting for something. It was obvious the two of you weren’t gonna last long if you kept this up; so, in a hurry to make things more efficient, you grab Wonbin by the shoulders, pushing him in front of the box of money acting as the cash register.

“You take care of that,” you say while moving to place yourself in front of the trays of tteokbokki, “and I’ll take care of this.” You only look at him briefly, tilting your head as if to say ‘Understand?’, before returning your focus back to the customer in front of you. Wonbin opens his mouth to argue, but decides against it with a shake of his head when he looks back at the growing line of customers.

Eventually, with this system, the two of you seemed to fall into a certain rhythm. Wonbin would take the orders, relaying them to you, and you would serve the food. Every now and then, you would take turns to restock as needed. Simple as that. Unsurprisingly, the rush was infinitely easier to handle now that you and Wonbin were working with each other rather than against each other.

After about an hour into your shift, the constant stream of customers had finally died down and you could finally take a breather. You plopped down into one of the folding chairs while dabbing at the small beads of sweat forming on your forehead from having to stand around the simmering trays of tteokbokki for so long. You slouched into your seat, shutting your eyes and pulling at your collar for some ventilation.

“Here,” you hear a voice say from above you. You open one eye to see Wonbin standing above you, arm outstretched and holding an ice-cold bottle of water towards you. Your stare shifts between the bottle and his face, baffled, before sitting up and hesitantly taking the bottle into your hands.

“Thanks,” you mutter, before taking a nice, long swig. 

Wonbin leans his weight on the table next to him, taking a drink out of his own water bottle. He clears his throat before asking, “Do you notice when you do that voice? Or is it, like, subconscious?”

“What?” You narrow your eyes at him. “What voice?”

“Like a… a customer service voice? When you’re talking to them, your voice kinda like… goes up an octave.” With a sly smile, he begins to mimic your voice in falsetto, the pitch raising an extra note at the end of each sentence. 

“Ugh,” you groan, rolling your eyes at him. “You’re insufferable, you know that?”

“I mean, you suffered through it, didn’t you?”

“Oh, I suffered, alright.”

You expect him to bite back with another taunt, but he relents, just letting out a short, amused laugh, one corner of his mouth lifting in a toothy smirk. You huff, glancing off to the side while wrinkling your eyebrows in annoyance, but, for whatever reason, you realized you didn’t feel as vexed as you wanted to seem. 

Behind Wonbin, you notice a customer walking up to the table. You quickly stood up to go help her on your own, relieved to not have to entertain Wonbin’s antics anymore. 

The customer was an older lady who seemed to be a visitor from off-campus. Already quite used to it at this point, you quickly take her order (during which you realized Wonbin was right about your “customer service voice”) and hand her her food. But instead of leaving, the woman just stands there looking down into the cup with a frown. You raise your eyebrows slightly as she says, “Is this all you’re gonna give me?”

“Sorry?”

“Look, at how much you put in here!” She tilts the cup towards you, jabbing a pointer finger at it. “I could barely feed an ant with this!”

You sigh inwardly, your hopes of not having to deal with any irrational customers here having been dashed. “Sorry, ma’am, but this is the same amount we give everybody.” 

“Well, for the amount I paid, you should be giving more! What is this, huh? A scam?”

Wonbin had turned his attention to the commotion as soon as he heard the woman complain. He was off to the side busying himself with the supplies, glancing at you every now and then as the situation unfolded. When he notices it was only escalating, though, and the woman continues to raise her voice at you, Wonbin decides to step in. “We could get you a new serving, if you like?” he offers.

The woman angrily waves her hand in dismissal. “Just so you could, what, charge me extra for it? Do you think I’m stupid?!”

“There’s no need to yell…” he murmurs in response, earning him a sharp glare from the woman.  You nudge his leg with your foot, signaling to him that it was okay, you had this under control, but he just stays put where he is.

“Ma’am, no one’s trying to scam you here,” you say as softly as you can manage. “If you really don’t want us to replace it, we can give you a refund and you can leave.”

She scowls even more, and you thought if she kept this up the frown would be permanently etched onto her face. “Ugh, you young people are so rude nowadays! Here, just take it back!”

All of a sudden, the woman flings the cup of tteokbokki at you, its trajectory headed straight for the middle of your shirt. Wonbin is quick to react, though, and is able to pull you back by the arm before it hits you, causing the paper cup to fall to the ground instead. Unluckily, some of the sauce still manages to get on your jeans and your shoes, and you wince slightly when you feel its heat seep through your clothes.

The woman clicks her tongue in contempt, looking you guys up and down with another scowl. She then storms off, likely off to find another booth and terrorize the next poor unpaid college student working there.

Wonbin watches her go, then says, indignation lacing his voice, “Holy shit. What the hell was her problem?” He looks down at you, only to realize his hand is still clinging to your forearm. He hurriedly detaches himself from you, suddenly interested in the empty wall of the tent as he sheepishly scratches the nape of his neck.

His awkwardness goes unnoticed by you as you pinch at your jeans to inspect the stain. With a sigh, you say to Wonbin, completely deadpan, “Wow. You saved my life, thanks.”

“Yeah, whatever,” he laughs in response as he moves to the extra supplies to grab a clean towel, then dousing it with water from his bottle. When he turns back to you, you’re crouched by the spill on the ground, picking up the stray pieces of rice cake with a paper towel.

“Here,” he says, handing the damp towel to you to wipe the stain on your clothes. You thank him as you stand, watching him as he takes over cleaning the mess on the ground.

“You’re, uh, good though, right?” Wonbin continues.

“Yeah. It’s fine,” you answer with a shrug. “Though, I will say I’m kinda disappointed you didn’t fight her in my honor like a gentleman.”

“Did you want me to punch an old lady in the face or something?”

“C’mon, she wasn’t that old.”

Wonbin had finished cleaning and disposing of the mess, and was now leaning back on the table behind him, weight shifted to his arms, studying you as you continued fervently wiping on the stain on your jeans and shoes. With an amused huff, he replies, “God, do you seriously hate me so much that you’re siding with the lady who just threw tteokbokki in your face over me?”

You know he doesn’t mean it all too seriously, but his words have you contemplating these past few weeks in retrospect. He clearly didn’t know it, but, deep down, you knew there wasn’t a bone in your body that actually hated him. In fact, it was likely because, despite living (and fighting) with him for a while now, you still felt like you didn’t know him well enough to actually have it out for him. With this in mind, it occurred to you that this stupid scheme the other boys had planned had worked. And you’d hate to prove them right, but you resolved to swallow your pride and try to be mature for once.

After all, there’s one thing you (begrudgingly) knew to be true: Park Wonbin was still someone you wanted to know.

“Hey…” you begin, still mindlessly wiping at the stain, which at this point wasn’t going to get any less noticeable. “You know I don't actually hate you, right?”  Your admission catches Wonbin off-guard. He raises his eyebrows slightly, unsure of where this was leading. 

“Uh-huh…” he says skeptically.

“No, I’m being for real! Y’know, when I first met you guys at the café and I figured out you guys were gonna be my new roommates, the one thing I wanted was for you guys to like me. But you… you were just so distant, and cold, and mysterious, and—”

“Okay, okay. I get it,” Wonbin interjects, hands raised in surrender.

“I guess I just got frustrated because we didn’t immediately get along as well as I’d hoped, and it just sorta blew up in my face— in both our faces. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you… I’m sorry.”

Wonbin doesn’t respond at first, gaze directed downwards and his face expressionless as if he hadn’t heard a single word you’d said. You feel the heat rising to your cheeks in embarrassment, ready to take back your apology and replace it with another typically spiteful remark. But then he exhales, returning his gaze to you as he runs a hand through his hair.

“No, you— you shouldn’t apologize. It’s my fault. I was kind of a douchebag,” he admits, picking at his nails in uncertainty. “I shouldn’t have made you feel like the only way you could get through to me was by… y’know…” He waves his hand arbitrarily in place of having to describe the past few weeks of constant bickering and making passive-aggressive jabs at each other.

“I mean, it kinda worked, didn’t it? I feel like we exchanged more words in that argument we had yesterday over toothpaste than the entire first two weeks we knew each other.”

He lets out a hollow laugh. “Mm, guess it did.”

Amidst the bustle of people and the faint music heard from outside the booth, a silence settles between the two of you. It was a kind of silence you weren’t used to with Wonbin, so different from the typical tense, heavy silences you were often subjected to when you were alone with him. Nonetheless, the two of you basked in it as you watched people pass by, chattering and laughing amongst their friends. The sun was beginning to set, and the lampposts lined across the pavement were starting to flicker to life, bathing the festival in a soft, warm glow. It occurred to you that you still had a little under an hour to go stuck working at this booth, but, right now, it didn’t seem so bad.

Wonbin is the first to break the silence, saying, “I saw some people selling bingsu on the way here. I’ve practically been thinking about it this whole time.” He pauses to choose his next words carefully. “If you're not doing anything after this, do you maybe wanna… come with? When we’re done?”

You pretended to contemplate it for a little bit, tapping your finger on your chin. “Hmmm… sure,” you finally reply. “You’re buying, though.”

“Fine,” he yields. “But maybe you should get a change of clothes before we go. You sorta reek of tteokbokki.”

You push at his shoulder with an exasperated groan as the corners of his mouth lift to form a familiar teasing smile. “Oh, screw you, Wonbin.”

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꒰ AUTHOR’S NOTE ꒱ finally out of their blatantly despising each other era yayyyy 🥳 also for reference 25,000₩ is around 19$ and 2000₩ is around 1.50$ LOL

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Period Tracker

requested?: no pairing(s): kim mingyu x afab!gn!reader genre: fluff, mentions of sex (not full detail) warning(s): mentions of periods, reader is said to have periods, but there is no specific gender summary: 𝘯/𝘢 word count: 619 a/n: lemme know if you want a full fic with the last scenario;). im trying to get things done because i'm gonna take a small (yeah right) break bc im going to spain soon and i dont rlly wanna take my laptop over th border and i dont have word on my phone lol. either way, i will try my hardest to get things done before i go, i will be giving you updates as i go, telling you when i will be gone and when i will most likely be back yk. make sure to eat and drink something, love yas, mwah! part two is HERE

mingyu is like your little personal period tracker

like

you need to know when your period is and you reach for your phone?

no need

mingyu is there to save the day

he KNOWS when your ovulating

and he knows how to get under your skin while you are

(black compress shirt and grey sweats)

and it works

your surprised you’re not pregnant by now

the amount of times you have both fucked when you were ovulating

its unhealthy

but brilliant exercise

either way

a few days before your period, he gets tons of snacks

and i mean TONS

cupboard doors are practically falling off with how much he bought

he also restocks your period supplies

like tampons, pads pantie liners, etc

and painkillers

he also makes sure you’re comfortable when you are on your period

like

he makes sure you have all of your stuffed animals, blankets, etc

makes sure he massages your stomach

helps with your cramps

strokes your sides with his knuckles when you are falling asleep

runs you a hot bath with scented candles, bath bombs, bubbles and everything

sits with you in it aswell

washes your hair

he doesn’t let you move whatsoever

like

you need to get up to get some painkillers

don’t fear, mingyu will go get them for you

he will only let you get up to move if its to change your pad/tampon

literally never would piss you off either

he knows your limits yk

he’s very careful in what he says

a few days before your period, you started cramping. you were about to go grab your phone which you left in the kitchen. you were literally so close to tapping on the app that would track your period when a certain someone came up behind you.

“you’re gonna start in two days” you didn’t trust him initially, but since you then forgot which app you were going on your phone for, you nodded and walked away, heavily doubting that you would.

but here you were, two days later, waking up to the most excruciating cramps you had ever had. you looked down, and alone behold, your perfect white sheets were now stained red with your blood. you groaned and flopped back down into a lying position when the man himself, kim mingyu, came in with two plates, both filled with your favourite breakfast.

“i told you you would start today baby” he mused, handing you a plate, which you accepted with a mutter of a thanks.

a week later, your period had ended and you were close to ovulating, which mingyu always knew. the circles on the calander told you so. and here you were, just coming downstairs from what you would call the best nap of your life, when something caught your eye.

or rather, someone. he was stood in the corner of the kitchen, facing you. he didn’t look up from his phone as you entered, rubbing your eyes and yawning, until you turned to him.

“had a good nap?” he says over the top of his phone.

your jaw almost hit the floor, your eyes practically popping out of your sockets as you took him in. his hair was wet from the shower he must have had not long ago, when you were asleep. he was wearing a black compress shirt which showed off his thick muscly arms, which paired perfectly with his grey sweats. you just KNEW he had no boxers on underneath as you could see his length perfectly through the material. you groaned into your hands, he looked up from his phone and looked down at you.

“you can’t do that, i’m ovulating” you whine, mingyu just smirks.

“oh i know baby”

[base0h]

Hello,

Heard you’re looking for ideas so…

Here’s a crack one: The Straw hats working in a department store

Would they become employee of the month? Would they be fired immediately?

a/n - IM WHEEZING AT THIS— you are GENIUS bro holy crap 😭🫶 dude luffy would get fired so fast it’s insane— and imma just add everyone bc why not 😂

Warnings ⚠️ - MAJOR crack, multiple characters, I’m kinda dumb and might’ve forgotten people

they didn’t even make it past the interview 💀

.✩ kidd (tried killing the interviewer for asking him why he wanted to work there “I really am passionate about restocking— MF IM BROKE.”), buggy, bonney, paulie (did the same thing as kidd plus he parked in the manager’s parking spot)

literally within the first few seconds of the interview they’re hired | “My name is—“ “Can you start within the next few seconds?”

.✩ jimbei, koby, sabo, koala, izou, kaku, vivi

got fired the same day they started

.✩ luffy (ate the entire produce section and then asked the manager “is there more stuff in the back?”), corazon (he accidentally burnt the place down 😀), sanji (confessed his love and asked several female customers to marry him at his cash register), brook (asked for some poor random woman’s underwear 💀)

employee of the month every single month

.✩ jimbei, koby (old people always say how sweet he is to the manager bc he always helps them get the things they can’t reach 😭🫶), tashigi (kids hate her bc she catches them and scolds them if they take an extra candy/sticker from the cashier jar), vivi (accidentally gave herself this title when she’s the manager 💀)

the manager of the store

.✩ nami (steals money from the safe sometimes), aokiji (he literally never shows up to work on time and doesn’t give a shit what the employees do), akainu, fujitora, shanks (bro also does not care and comes to work hungover), dragon (has not shown up once since the interview), sengoku, garp, dadan, vivi, magellan

the sale sign flipper guy

.✩ zoro (if he manages to actually find his way to the store), bepo, ace, shachi, penguin, queen (you legit can’t miss him as you’re driving by 💀), yamato, oden, cat viper, bon clay, ivankov

they work solely in the back to avoid human interaction as much as possible

.✩ mihawk, law, smoker (he’s the guy that mans the big crane machine that moves huge boxes), hawkins, king, katakuri, smoker, lucci

they’re the CEOs of companies that are partners with the store and provide goods for the store to sell

.✩ crocodile (provides gut/immune supporting, healthy, all organic animal/pet food), doflamingo, kaido, big mom, whitebeard, moria (sells and produces copious amounts of Halloween costumes and other decorations)

actually decent employees

.✩ usopp, benn, x drake, robin, nojiko, baby 5, monet, vergo, franky, icebarg, bellamy (SHADOW FROM SK8 PLS TELL ME YALL SEE IT), hachi, killer

they start tweaking because they asked a customer how they were and they ignored them

.✩ shirahoshi (sobbing), bepo, sanji (asked a girl who had her headphones on), Uta (will get so pressed that they ignored her when in reality they just had headphones on)

they’re the reason why the store’s still in business | they’re basically the mascot

.✩ chopper, bepo, carrot, cat viper, dog storm

the dude everyone goes to for questions/help | “Idk go ask ___”

.✩ franky (has beef with cash register 4 bc it stops working for no reason only during his lunch break and never when he’s not doing anything), icebarg, kaku, usopp, lucci, jack, king, robin, jimbei

they’re the reason why no one likes to shop there | they have several weird allegations or felonies of some sort

.✩ trebol, caesar, diamante, dellinger, pica (he drives this mini car and always somehow fits inside it and takes up two spots in the parking lot), absalom, hogback (people have gone missing in the parking lot it’s scary), moria (would you wanna shop if you saw bro? Ik I wouldn’t 😭)

jobless for life ✌️

.✩ rayleigh (he slays idc), roger, yasopp

a/n - I think i forgot people but eh 💀 the one piece brainrot is so back 🙏

[ssparksflyy]

OMG BELLS REQS ARE OPEN AAAA

literally any kind of Leo x latina reader please cause im just in love with how you write him

ask and thou shall receive ༉‧₊˚.

leo valdez dating hcs! ✶ ࣪˖࿐ *

pairing: leo valdez x latina!reader warning(s): swearin + gringas this one aint for u pookies ♡♡ a/n: BRO. i had to rewrite this completely twice bcs i kept on forgetting to save it nd it would all delete 😭 also ty girlie ♡

leo valdez, certified loverboy

his lips gotta be surgically detached from you cause damn

this boy loves kissing u

big big fan of u wearing lipgloss/lipstick cause then it gets on his lips nd leaves him all heart eyes

its like his own lil trophy

nd hey it reminds the other girlies that hes taken !! not available !! go find someone else !!

so u best believe u do it w a SMIRK.

best dance partner to ever dance partner

his hands go all over u girl

but that usual firm grip on ur waist omfg 😵‍💫😵‍💫

also does not gaf if he feels like his legs r about to fall off, if u wanna keep dancing then dance he shall

only other people he would dance w are little kids who ask him to ♡

good asf with kids im afraid

he claims that its because their imaginations are still big, hence making it easier for him to actually enjoy having a conversation with them instead of like ... politics ( hes never had a convo about politics )

he so wouldve loved spending time with family if he had the chance :((

he so becomes besties w ur mama tho ♡♡

( if shes mortal ofc )

they instantly clicked when u introduced them to each other :))

ur mom loves how sweet he is nd how much he cares abt you ♡

you left for a second to go to the restroom nd came back to the comadres looking at baby pics

like ?? u left for 2 seconds ??

wdym hes already getting the family chisme shes just met this man ??

its that leo valdez charm or somethin

cause like if ur dads a mortal he also really likes him 😭

ofc hes gotta pull the whole overprotective dad bit first

but once they get talking he slowly gets more comfortable w him :))

he also appreciates how much he cares nd how he puts u first ♡♡

i feel like mortal parents would just care if they treat u right nd are loyal

or maybe they dont nd actually become stricter

....

who knows anyway back to repair boy

THE roses man

his fav flowers

he thinks it romantic its classy and hey who doesnt love a good red rose

he could spend days making you a bunch of metal flowers nd painting them nd make a bouquet

but he gives u a metal flower everyday !!

so u best believe for special occasions he buys u a big ol ramo of roses nd a cute lil plushie or somethin ♡

v cute v cute v that sould be me

u best believe when u move in together

oh yea. ur future is already planned out together

theres always something bomb for dinner

whether its homemade or ordered in, u eat good every night ♡

"but i cant cook!' dw pooks he can !!

he asked ur parent for ur fav homemade meals nd asked them to teach him how they make it :((

best believe u wake up to breakfast made every weekend

nd ofc all he asks for back is kisses ♡

im tellin u. an addict. cannot get enough. its not normal man

youve got a stash of candies in one of ur cabinets for whenever u crave themmm

constantly gotta restock up tho cause they do NOT last

u guys def talk crap in spanish

i mean obviously , who doesnt

but if u desperately need a gossip sesh but r like surrounded by ppl you whip out the spanish ykyk

sigh, i want a leo valdez ♡♡

a/n two: hope u enjoyed !! idk if these r kinda short but tbh im so sleepy nd havent had good sleep at all this week so im ending it here, have a good day/night !!

peace from manhattan,

percy jackson ♡

[gummydummy19]

His mothers eyes

Summary: Sy owns a hardware store across from your shop and the two of you have been flirting for months, but instead of just asking you out, Sy decides to play it a little dirty...

Warnings: fluff, jealous reader, Sy is a literal idiot.

A/N: This entire fic only happened because an American walked into the shop I work and called me Ma'am.

It was a pretty calm day at the shop. You had just finished restocking some of the gold bracelets and put your favourites in the window.

You looked at the new arrangement of jewellery content, when your stomach grumbled, making you look at the clock.

Another 30 minutes and then you could finally go home. You sighed as you could practically taste the Chinese take-away already. Reaching into your bag, you found the emergency cookie you had packed.

You moaned as you took a large bite, relishing the taste. It's not Chinese food, but it'll do for now. Hot girls always have dessert first, right?

'Afternoon', a deep voice pulled you out of your thoughts. 'That must be a damn good cookie if it has you moaning like that.'

You almost choked on your cookie right there.

Syverson.

For months now you had been drooling over him. He worked at the hardware store across the street. The first time you came in there you needed some small pliers for your jewellery. You were looking around the store like a lost puppy but refused to ask help because the feminist inside you didn't wanna end up with a man explaining you how a hammer works.

You saw Sy walking up to you and were about to send him on his way but when he said 'Is there anything I can help you with, ma'am' in that damn accent, you simply melted.

A couple days later, Sy stopped by your store, asking if you could take a few shackles out of his watch.

Ever since then you were each others most loyal customers. Everyone with eyes could see the chemistry between the two of you, but nothing ever really happend. Aside from shameless flirting that is.

He looked ridiculously good today. He was wearing a pair of scruffy dark jeans and what looked like a very old, red shirt. His trusted tool belt hanging loosely around his hips.

You quickly tried swallowing the big chunk of cookie you had in your mouth, cheeks already heating up in embarrassment.

'H-hi...uh...sowry!' you mumbled with a mouth full of cookie.

'Nah, don't worry, sugar. A girl's gotta eat, right?' He smirked at you.

That damn southern twang never failed to make you weak in the knees.

'Right...' you chuckled, clearing your throat, 'Anything I can help you with today, sir?' you teased, giving him the same greeting as always.

'Im looking for a nice pair of earrings, as a gift.' he said.

'Oh...' you tried not to sound too deflated, 'right, well, do you have anything in mind? Gold? Silver? Long? Short?' you rambled

'Gold, definitely gold.' he said 'Not too long but they can be a little dangly I guess.'

You nodded, barely listening to a word he said. Maybe he is just buying something for a friend?

'Something with Sapphire maybe? To match her eyes.' he added

Okay, definitely not just a friend. No man in the history of ever has bought just a friend “Sapphires to match her eyes”.

'Sapphires' you repeated, 'to match her eyes...right.'

'Right.' he said

'Right, let me go look what I have, I'll be right back!' you said with the fakest of smiles.

I mean you guys weren't even a thing, but you could have sworn you had a thing? A little thing? The two of you? Together? A vibe, if you will? Even if he wasn't into you, he must have noticed you were into him! Right? You thought you had made it pretty obvious...

You rushed back downstairs feeling a little pissed off. If this was his way of telling you he's not into you, that would be seriously messed up.

'What do you think about these, sir?' You asked with a little more sass than necessary.

If he was gonna treat you like any other jeweller, you were gonna treat him like any other costumer.

Sy had to use every ounce of self control in his body not to burst out laughing. God, you were so adorable when you're jealous.

'Would you mind trying them on for me?'

Oh, he did not.

'Excuse me?'

'You have the same hair colour, so I'd like to see what they look like on you.'

He. did. not.

It's not enough that he has to buy earrings for another woman specifically from you, now he's asking you to model them?!

'Sure.' you said dryly, putting on the earrings.

Sy looked at you and couldn't help but smile.

'Gorgeous.' He said, paying absolutely no attention to the earrings at all.

The way he was looking at you made your heart clench.

You'd heard about southern hospitality but, damn, did he have to look at you like that?

'Now I know for sure, they're gonna look great on her.'

and just like that, the moment was ruined again.

Your face dropped and you decided you had enough.

'Great. Paying with card today, sir?' You asked, taking off the earrings and putting them in the box.

He needed to get out.

'Yes ma'am.'

Oh he needed to get out now.

He scanned his card and as he looked up to thank you he noticed you were looking...sad

Feeling utterly humiliated, you were trying your best not to burst out into tears in front of him.

How could you have been so stupid, of course he's not into you, it's Sy!

Sy panicked immediately. This was so not his intention. He just wanted to tease you a bit. It's what you guys did, you know? Ugh, crap...

'There you go!' you huffed, faking a smile as you pushed the box over the counter.

'Thanks...I really think my mom is gonna love these.' He said, deciding it was way past time to put you out of your misery

'You know, Sy I really don't- wait what?'

'It's her birthday this weekend.'

'Your mom.'

'My mom.'

He looked at you with a guilty look in his eyes and you didn't know whether to kiss him or punch him square in the jaw.

'You did that on purpose didn't you?' You narrowed your eyes at him.

'You look really hot when you're jealous, you know that?'

'Oh, shut up.' you said before yanking him close by his collar and pressing your lips to his.

He groaned into the kiss, dropping the box on the floor and grabbing your face with both hands.

After what seemed like an eternity, you pulled away, pressing one last peck against his lips before opening your eyes and staring straight into his.

'Well I don't know your mother, but judging from those earrings, I'd say you have her eyes.'

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WHY DO I ACTUALLY LIKE THEM A LOT TOGETHER? JUST ME? okay......

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[dyke-pollinator]

Im in the mood for a story

Im a little drunk and im in the mood to share a story with yall of when I was out living in Nevada. This was back in 2017 or so.

This story requires some backstory so please indulge me.

I was a crew leader, managing a group of 4-9 people ranging from 18-23 ( I was 24 at the time). Part of that meant helping them integrate into the new location they moved to (Reno, Nevada) despite living out of my car at this time.

One of my crew members, who I will call Shawn, was...... Interesting to say the least. He was a pretty interesting person, but was definitely way too interested in falling in love while on this job.

So while he was out with some other members on their off week, he confessed his feelings for another crew member who turned him down. He proceeded to seriously harm himself. So now, on my crew, I had to manage that shit and make sure he wasn’t a risk to himself. Because of course this motherfucker was on my crew and technically my responsibility.

Everything was basically fine. Shawn and the other member barely interacted and we were learning a lot about how to cut down trees safely.

During one of our hitches (time in the field) where we were building cattle fences on the border of Utah, this bitch decided he wanted to go for a walk. So idk if you know what the middle of no where Utah looks like but its basically the same as this for 100 miles in every directions 

Barely any geographic features. Insanely easy to get lost. 

We had a rule where if you were gonna split off from the group,  you had to let the crew lead (me) know, and you had to explicitly say where you were gonna go. He decided he wanted cell phone signal one night, and told no one where he was going.

He got lost. In the middle of the desert. I need you to understand how horrifying that is. There’s nothing out there. You can walk for 200+ miles (350km) in any direction and find literally nothing. Especially on the Nevada / Utah border. 

By 8pm we were all wondering where he was till a random person was like “Oh he went that was looking for signal”. Like wtf? Excuse me? We searched in the direction he went for like 4 hours before we called emergency services & our organization that was gonna send out reinforcements to help us look.

We parked our giant truck on the top on the highest hill around us, with our high beems on, and blared on the horn all night, hoping that he was going to find his way back to us. He never did.

We spent 38 hours looking for this person, and since we all knew his history, we legitimately thought he was dead.\

The next day we had the whole BLM (Bureau of Land Management) looking for him. They were about to call in the fucking helicopters.

Now, this next part is gonna sound like some bullshit I just made up but I stg it is true. My dumbass forgot to restock the first aid kit. My co-lead got stung by a bee / wasp while we were doing a grid search, and for the first time in his life, he had a major allergic reaction that none of the leftover meds we had would take down.

So we had to take him into town (an approximately 15 mile drive on back roads) and I did it since I was one of the few that was allowed to drive our trucks.

This motherfucker, Shawn, literally stumbled across the road while I was driving my co-lead into to town. Idk how the fuck he found this road. Idk how the fuck his timing was absolutely perfect. But we found him. After 56 hours when all of us thought he was already dead.

We would have NEVER found him if not for this random happenstance. Some divine power wanted this kid alive I swear. Its some of the most insane shit I have ever experienced.

And here’s the kicker: THIS HAPPENED ON THE 3RD DAY OF AN 8 DAY PROJECT AND THEY MADE ALL OF US FINISH OUR WORK INCLUDING THE DUDE THAT WAS LAST FOR THAT LONG

The moral is never trust Non-profit organizations. They dont give a fuck about you. 

And if yall wanna head this story from Shawn’s perspective just lmk I am happy to share it.

[sunnyfoxsstuff]

Helloooooo! Im quite in the good mood seeing how Many liked chapter 4 as much as i did anyways imma hop onto chapter 5! >v<

Chapter 5: a start

Just a few day's had pass by however they hadnt really talked they mostly tried to clean the house since it was abandonned nobody had took Care of it for atleast the past year's, he xuan would build back what was broken while qingxuan would clean and help bringing what is needed to repair what was broken

Shi qingxuan was planning to get some more wood plank's from a nearby village some feet's away, dozed in his thought's he xuan came toward's the table putting a bowl of rice infront himself and infront shi qingxuan

HX:"what are you thinking about?" Sitting down looking at his overfilled bowl before starting to eat the rice

SQX:"huh? Oh, i thought that i should probably go at the village get some wood plank's, why? Do you wanna Come?" Takin his bowl and eating looking at the ghost king

Thinking about it he xuan continued silently eating not even looking away from his meal qingxuan got closer to he xuan after a little bit tilting his head "he xuuaaaaan! Answer me!" Exclaiming in a annoyed tone

He xuan sighed "fine i'll come we do need to restock food i dont wanna die from starvation" sayin lookin at the kitchen then at qingxuan that had sat back down with his arm's crossed

SQX:"we cant die from starvation even if we Can digest and taste the food we eat also you're the one that eat's a lot so you'll get the food's!" Putting his fist's against his thigh's

HX:"dont you dare waste money on robes or even jewelry even less make-up" he answered back finishing his bowl taking qingxuan bowl

SQX:"hey! I dont waste money, and that's my food!"

HX:"you werent eating it" eating the bowl of rice with a side smile

Qingxuan defeated and wasnt really hungry either didnt complain and let he xuan eat his bowl soon they washed their bowl's before going out walking toward's the little village shi qingxuan seemed happy smiling brightly just like when they used to go anywhere together however he xuan looked neutral but more like on his guard's

Once they arrived to the village they separated he xuan gave enough money to qingxuan so he Can buy the plank's and extra thing's if he wanted to

Qingxuan bought the plank's he wanted he wasnt strong enough to take them all at once though one of the fact's that had made the heavenly emperor make him the wind master, as such he went to where the food was getting selled to find he xuan

Finding a man dressed entirely black couldnt be that hard after all, but instead of being easy it felt like searching a needle in hay

Getting exhausted and putting too much on his bad leg he decided to take a break crossing his arm's angrily "if i find him i'll punch him." He exclaimed raising his head with a pouting face while some people passing by found him a bit odd to talk outloud alone

Not long after qingxuan felt a shadow over his head and openned his eye's seeing he xuan that had leaned above

HX:"who are you gonna punch?" Raising an eyebrow

SQX:"he xuan dont scare me like that! And i need your help with the plank's before i punch you" looking away still pouting

HX:"you Can still try to punch me but you're just a new defenseless Ghost that hasnt even tried out his spiritual power, anyway's let's get these plank's and go home i got the food." Holding the bag filled full with food and starting to walk toward's where the plank's merchant is supposed to be shi qingxuan followed right behind

When they got there he xuan took the plank's and looked behind when he was about to say something but noticed that shi qingxuan wasnt behind him anymore annoyed he went out of the village to make a portal array bringing everything he had to their house to then imediatly go back to search for him annoyed

While that shi qingxuan was looking at some accesories seeing a hair pin in the form of wave's

Old lady:"do you wish to buy it?"

SQX:"what? No i dont think i will"

Old lady:"such a pretty face deserve to have pretty accesories" she said smiling doing a grsture to ask qingxuan to lean his head which he did and she putted the hair pin in his hair

SQX:"you cant possibly just give it away!- i'll buy it-" getting stopped in his talking by the old lady that raised a hand infront his head

Old lady:"i gift it to you dont worry about it young man" smiling gently

SQX:"uh- alright well thank you lady!" Smiling back and bowing politely before walking away happy

He xuan was stomping mad in fact if now someone had to punch someone it would be him and his target would be obvious he even started asking people if they saw shi qingxuan around a little while even asking the same old lady that shi qingxuan had talked to After atleast an hour he finally Saw him from a far still looking at jewel's and all kind of thing's he'd typically find pretty rushing over and grabbing shi qingxuan arm

HX:"where were you?! I searched you everywhere and i told you not to buy jewel's its not necessary for now." Sounding more mad than neutral

Qingxuan laughed awkwardly "well i just thought i could take a look it doesnt hurt, i suppose i did forgot to tell you that i was going around here, im sorry" looking away smiling awkwardly

HX:"let's just go home" he rolled his eye's walking away "this time follow," letting qingxuan's arm go

With that they both got home and putted the food in the food storage and repaired the house more with the wood plank's

Imma stop here for tonight im quite tired and my creativity is running loow i think next chapter ill put some angst

[ahoneesan]

kebs game update - oct '24

jottin down where im at with the handful of games i consider myself, rightly or not, to be playin rn.

final fantasy 3 (ds) - very fun and well put together game! love the look, love the sound, love the weird double history of it (classic ff game obv, but also part of the prehistory of a strain of classic console rpg revivalism that eventually results in bravely default) but man i am not in the mood to grind rn. there can be something soothing about the structure of go to dungeon, make it a floor or two down, get nearly wiped by one too hard miniboss, teleport out, run back to town to heal and restock, repeat, but now is not the time for that. for me. also the job change waiting period or whatever can huff my shit.

death stranding - just picked this up, toolin around in ch2 but tryin not to get too hung up on stuff bc i know the game can sprawl if you let it. not a terrible game and not a terrible idea (walking simulator with Mechanics) but a little too esoteric for me at the moment. one of the things thats great about metal gear is its grounded in real world adjacent stakes (terrorists take over a nuke facility and you have to stop them) and fun characters (too obvious to list). DS so far has neither. im hopeful that ill get more invested as i go along but for now its a real "well huh how about this thing" feeling from me.

ffxiv - im actually taking a break from goin hard in this after the expac, just in time for me to miss the HEY A NEW PATCH IS COMING OUT festivities theyre throwing rn lol. was fun to grind for a while and im sure ill pick it up again outside of the obvious patch releases, but for now ill let my girl rest. and like, turn an island into an extractive robo capitalist utopia or whatever they fuck this shit is.

ffvii remake - good ass game but due to it being a collective play w me and the girls progress has been slow goin, which has dulled my enthusiasm for it. still obviously a great game, id like to finish the main story before monhun comes out but i did also just pick up DS soooooo we'll see!

system shock (remake) - I DO WANNA PLAY MORE OF THIS but the return stream needs to be splashy. by some definition of splashy. maybe in the next few weekends here i can spin it up again, along with more regular tomboy tuesday streams. lots of things i could tie into this, actually. here's hopin!

umineko - with ep8cast out its time to mosey on with the wrap up pods. unfortunately the GT squad is out of commission until one of us has a home to live in again, so it may be a bit before we can get to it. i'm hopeful to have one lower effort (but still very fun!) thing out before the end of the year.

thats everything as far as i can remember! not very interested in goin back to majora, would like to grab the new zeldy in time for holiday travel, and basically im in a sort of gaming stasis until monhun comes out next year and i vanish inside of there for a month or two. other games that are on my sort of immediate backlog: ffxvi, tomb raider 2010s trilogy, the rest of the ff's as i get to em, that new layton when (if) it comes out, maybe a dread replay, and i should pick up dmc again sometime. thanks for tuning in to this irregular check in.

[the1975attheirverybest]

How do you think matty would help his girl if she has a ED? Like notices suddenly how much she just doesn’t eat enough?

I’ve tagged this w a trigger warning but I’m gonna add another one up here just in case.

WARNING: Mentions of ED. disordered eating. Please read with caution.

I think it might depend on whether or not they’ve had the conversation before, the stage of their relationship, and how comfortable she is with him talking to her about it.

So, like, if he already knows / she’s already confided in him about her struggle, he wouldn’t hesitate to look after her. Whatever the plan she’s on is. I actually have a very close friend who’s struggled for years. It’s a long story but it’s very personal to me and I think it’s important to support people with EDs without judgement. I know that managing it looks different for everyone. But, let’s say for her, she normally has a schedule she sticks to. Like she does best when she knows it’s time for lunch and just does it. Or has a scheduled time for a snack through the day. So, Matty has kind of gotten used to it and maybe even helps her plan for it and checks in with her “going to the store. Can I get you anything? Something you can keep on hand for your snack time this week?” His not so subtle way to ensure she does eat like she’s meant to.

But then maybe one week, perhaps he’s been at the studio a lot lately which is why it’s been easier for her to slip up without him noticing, or maybe he’s just coming back from tour. He checks and sees that she hasn’t bothered to restock her little snack corner. Or maybe realizes that there’s not been anything in the fridge to indicate that she’s been eating / making much.

I think he’d wanna confront her about it, but really gently. Like maybe he sits her down one day “I wanna talk to you about something but I’m not sure if I’m supposed to….we can end this conversation if I’m doing it wrong. I really should’ve… maybe asked an expert before but anyway. It’s about food. Do I have your permission to bring it up?”

She immediately knows where this is going and she wants to say no. She knows that if she declined, he would totally respect it but he might start to worry in silence. Plus, she doesn’t really wanna say no cuz she’s afraid of being triggered. It’s more that she doesn’t want to have to deal with accountability. So, eventually, she says yes.

“Please tell me if I’m out of line, but…honey, I don’t think you’ve been eating much have you?”

She doesn’t say anything which tells him what he needs to know

“Can I….help somehow? Eat with you? Make you something? If you need to speak to your therapist or doctor, I can go with you. If you don’t want me going in, I’ll wait in the car. I’d you’d rather I come in and hold your hand, I will do it in a heartbeat.”

He can see her being uncomfortable and emotional which makes him unsure and emotional but he pushes through. “I know I’m not exactly the authority on this but I just know what you’re doing is threatening to your recovery. And….I can’t claim to love you and then sit by and watch you do this without doing something about it. Please tell me how I can help?”

Maybe he even tells her that with his own addiction recovery, he finds that when he does small things and begins to draw himself away from others, it usually leads to bigger lies and he has to be careful about it and seek help before he does something he’ll regret. “I know it’s not exactly the same thing, but….I guess im saying I’m my own kind of fucked up and I know how you feel. So, let me help please?”

[wolffofspades]

Upgrades

A fluff fic by Wolffofspades

The doors of the plex closed and locked behind the last customer signifying the end of a busy day. The time was 12:30a and the sound of tiny pitter pats echoed through the empty atrium as a tiny puppy made her way to the daycare, waving to everyone as she passed by Glamrock row and sliding down the rainbow slide into the daycare ball pit. Sun and moon were busy cleaning from todays play. Restocking the candies, putting art supplies in their respective compartments on the shelves and cleaning the tables of fingerprints from fingerprints and marker scribbles. They had just finished when they heard the familiar sound of rustling plastic rainbow balls in the ball pit. Sun excitedly ran to the edge of the ball pit to greet their handler as she crawled out of the pit, scooping her up in a hug.

“Welcome back sunshine! You know you could’ve just used the door. Or are you just being silly?” Sun asked excitedly, smugly raising his eyebrow

“I know I could’ve used the door but what’s the fun in that? You know I couldn’t resist doing something silly, shinesprite.” Wolff said, giving sun a kiss on his forehead, making him giggle. She then turned to moon. “Heya moonfall.”

“Evening starbrite~. You can never resist being a silly puppy can you?.” He said as he walked up to the two, giving his handler a scratch behind the ear and watched her tail start wagging

“Nope! Not unless you stop trying to tickle me any chance you get.”

“Oh wait. That reminds me.” He then starts scratching her neck. Wolff started giggling as she hid her neck in her shoulders, her tail wagging faster.

“Hehehehehey.” She giggled, her cheeks turning a shade of pink. Sun and moon chuckled as they watched the silly puppy. “A-anyway.” Wolff started, trying to compose herself. “Is Carma in her room? Her parts are ready for her upgrade.”

“We told her that but she didn’t wanna leave yet. She said she wanted to wait till her favorite puppy got here. She’s really taken a liking to you.” Sun explained.

“I’ll go tell her. You mind letting me down?” She asked. Sun let her down and she made her way to Carma’s room. Carma is wolffs personally designed animatronic. The plex wanted to add something for spring and she suggested a strawberry themed bot. They let Wolff come up with everything. From the clothes, design, personality and the name. She landed on the name “Carmarosa” and she was built for the spring season. Carma has her own set of merch only available for spring and only comes around at that time. The rest of the time, she hangs out with the staff and Glamrocks after hours or hangs out in her bed and occasionally helps out at the daycare during naptime. Some parts needed to be specially ordered so Carma had to use suns parts for the time being. Wolff peered her head into the room and saw Carma sitting on her bed, playing on her switch. Her bedroom was a soft pink with a strawberry rug on the floor, Her bed being just as soft colored with her comforter looking like a strawberry milk carton and strawberry pillows and themed squishmallows at the head of the bed, a few pink and green bean bag chairs scattered about, a computer set up, a tv with a shelf under for her switch dock and an assortment of games. Then there’s her merch wall. Pinboards with her pins and keychains hanging from thumbtacks. “Heya Carma. I’m here.”

Carma looked up from her game and her face lit up upon seeing her favorite puppy at her door. “There’s my pretty puppy! Come here!” She exclaimed excitedly as she opened her arms and caught the tiny puppy that jumped into her arms, kissing her puppy cheeks causing her to giggle.

“Gohohohod to see you tohohohoo.” Wolff giggled as the last kiss was planted “you ready for your upgrade? All your parts came in!” Her tail eagerly wagged.

“Yeah I’m ready to finally be completed. I feel half finished. Probably because I am.” Carma chuckled to herself. “Im not gonna lie to you fluffball, I am quite nervous. But I’m not scared. More like determined. I just wanted to see my pretty pup before I left.” She cupped her hands on Wolffs cheek and rubbed her ear with the other. Causing Wolff to squeal.

“Carma. M-my ears are sensitive remember?” She stuttered as her tail wagged

“I know. I just wanted to see that smile of yours. Ear rubs for good luck. Always.” She winked. “Wish me luck, honeyblossom.” She kissed Wolffs cheek one last time before getting up and walking out of the daycare to parts and service

It’d been an hour and Wolff was keeping an eye on the door, waiting for Carma to get back. Her hair was a bit of a mess from the tickle fight that recently broke out. Sun and moon both surrendered after Wolff found both of their worst spots and the victory went to her. The door opened up and a new and improved Carmarosa walked in guided by a parts and service worker. He then walked away once Carma dismissed him. Sun, moon and Wolff made their way over to her with eyes wide and jaw dropped. She had her shell repainted, given better freckles, eyes updated, her rays now have a leafier appearance, a large green fluffy tail wagged behind her and she bounced on her new dog legs. Her clothes even fitting better

“Hey guys! What do you think?” She asked, giving a spin, blushing bashfully

The other three started examining her closely. Sun took her hand to examine her hand beans. They were warm to the touch. Just like his and moons. Moon was examining her rays. They looked leafy and very soft. But also look like they can handle a chewing like suns rays. Wolff was getting a look at Carma’s casing. As she examined, she noticed how squishy it looked as curiosity made her give Carma’s sides a poke. Suddenly she jumped and yipped. Wolff gave a smug look to sun and moon. Then they all looked at Carma with the same smug look

“Aha. Looks like they put my tummy on a high setting. Wait why are you looking at me like that? W-what are you doing eep-!”

Carma was soon scooped up by moon and taken to nap time corner, gently plopping her down on his chair and Wolff straddling her lap. Carma suddenly knew what was about to happen as her cheeks started to blush a glowing green.

“Oh no no no. Puppy please. Don’t do this puppy. NAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAPPP.” Her pleas turned into giggling pleas as Wolff started tickling her tummy and sides. Wolff moved to the sides and back to the tummy. She then took a deep breath and blew a raspberry.

“***STAHAHAHAHAHAP. YOHOHOURE THE WOHOHOHOHORST!***” She hollered through giggles. Sun then started nibbling her leafy rays. At least his wasn’t being nibbled on this time. “NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHE RAHAHAHAHAHAYS! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE HAHAHAHAHA!” Her tail was wagging frantically and her paw stamped on the ground. Moon then noticed a little detail on her paw and caught it before it hit the floor.

“Now what do we have here~. Little Rosa has strawberry paws~” moon said as he plucked a feather from Wolffs wing. Carma’s paws indeed looked like strawberries. The bigger bean was red with gold glitter while her toe beans were a green. Moon then started brushing her beans with the feather, outlining them and getting just under the big one. Carma started to scream and giggle, trying desperately to free her poor paw from moons grasp.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHOON! THAHAHAHATS REHEHEHEHEALLY TIHIHIHIHICKLIHIHIHISH!” Her fans started to kick in as the trios merciless torment continued. “IM GOHOHOHONA OVERHEHEHEHEHEHEAT!”

The trio stopped their torment to give her a break as she breathed heavily and her fans whirred loudly while a few stray giggles bubbles from her, tail never ceased its wagging. Wolff gave Carma a kiss on the cheek. Moon grabbed some blankets and plushies for them to snuggle with as he walked away for his patrols. Sun and Wolff looked at the strawberry paw, squishing the beans softly and Carma giggling from her beans being touched. She then fell asleep as her energy was burned, sun and Wolff following suit. Snuggling closely as they both fell asleep under the stars

[eric-the-bmo]

Neighborhood Watch S2ep5: Open Wounds

A week after the session and I'm finally uploading the recap with bullet points, here we go:

[Summary: Ken tries to join the group /hj. The Cast fully reuintes at Emmett's. Markus gains an ally, while John tries to be a good friend. Song tries to clean up her place, and Louis goes on a rant.]

• Picking up a bit after where we left off: Ken tells Louis he's had the Sight ability ever since he was born, getting visions from touching objects and people— he says he's a psychic. Louis corrects him: Clairvoyant, actually. Ken's like "hm whatever psychic sounds cooler" • Ken shows Louis some drawings of monsters he's spotted, including one he calls the PantherHawk- it's the Hunter we killed in the Season One finale. Louis tries his best to explain what it was. • Louis elaborates, saying he and a group of others hunted down the kind of monster the PantherHawk was- Ken picks up on the "we" aspect, and asks if there was an official group, and if he can join— Louis said it was more of a neighborhood watch, finally dropping the title of the show after thirteen episodes. • Ken says the grocery store keeps restocking even though no one does that, according to Harold the bagger, and suggests its a ghost. Louis suggests it could be the fae– Jewel the Only Employee laughs over at the register– and tells Ken to see if the employees are doing anything like leaving offerings to the fae. • The cats all surround them in a semi-circle when its time for them to leave- Louis asks Ken if he thinks thats weird, and Ken's all "idk i thought they were trained to do that" (Louis: "keneth do you know how hard it is to train cats") • Some point in this conversation it was revealed Ken's lived in Greenville a few months before he got a house in the raffle- one of the places he stayed at was above the pizza place, after whoever lived there moved out (John and Shelby's old place!!! he lived where they lived!!!)

• Karen opens the door to see Markus, who sees the cop approaching and Really dones't wanna get arrested, because why else would a cop be walking over here? They push past her to run to Bob, and says they know where the monsters are; if they get arrested, Bob will never know where the monsters are. Markus uses a Luck point to successfully do this. • Bob tells Karen (whos being helpd up by their son aka the cop) the reason Markus ran her over was bc they were just excited about a camping trip he promised they would do together— Karen is confused bc they seemed to hate each other, and Markus is all "dude im not a kid, im 27," but the lie works. • (Turns out Markus wasnt going to get arrested anyway, since Bobby Jr was only heading over there to say hello since he was in the area) • Markus starts to head over to Emmett's house to speak to the AI inside. • Theres this whole bit about firefighters heading over and interviewing Song, and Louis being Flustered by them all and giving them giftbaskets. Song gathers a bag of stuff [aka, hidden weapons] that werent ruined from the explosion and plans to give them to Louis later, because where else would she store them? Her house is gone.

John and Clara are walking back to City Hall, where she asks if he'd like to grab dinner together- she's essentially asking him out on a date. John, however, knows Shelby wanted to try making him dinner to celebrate (and has never been asked out before so he's Oblivious), so he mentions this. Clara's "like oh yeah maybe your roommate can join us, if he's chill with it," John mentions his roommate is a girl, and Clara just goes "...oh." And like. Walks away.

Shelby shows up to pick up John and she looks so tired. John's like "hey bestie are you okay"

• Shelby tells John how she's just really focused on completing the Lego set she got earlier- the way she talks about it, like how Focused she is on getting it done, prompts the other players to theorize the Lego set is partially haunted or cursed by the dead son of the neighbor she got it from (I, meanwhile, assumed Shleby was just having an ADHD hyperfocus moment). John goes Protective Friend and convinces her to to go bed, also revealing her full name (Shelby Nicole Waters). There's a Bit about John not knowing if he has a middle name (he doesn't). • John learns Song's house exploded and he's like "it fucking what-" • He makes sure she gets to sleep, and after she does, he watches her for a few moments to make sure she's okay. Unlike the other times he's done this, he doesn't think about killing her this time.

• We all head to Emmett's— Louis chases Ken away when he tries to join us. When we get down there Markus tells John to quit his job, and Song is GLARING at the monster man, who's absolutely looking down at the floor, he Does Not want to look at her. • Louis goes on this Giant Rant to Emmett about how everything in this town is weird, have you noticed that? Like this town was made to keep all the weird stuff inside it. Literally nothing and no one about this town is normal. • Emmett says he knows this, and says he's spent years studying the town because of it. Wild. [as this is happening, John glances over at Song to make sure she's okay] • When Markus asks Emmett if he found out what the plastic was about, and Song is all "Oh I can explain that actually." She lies and says that some of her uh. Toys, got ruined in the explosion. [• We get very distracted for a moment because of this, both out-of and in-character] • We learn about the plants. Theyre venomous, highly adaptive, invasive, etc. They almost seem like Hunters, aka what John is, but as plants. • Markus tells everyone to meet them at their house since theyve got something to show the rest of the Cast. We split up. • Song and Louis hang out and the crooked's place as Song looks up a place to stay and gives him the weapons. Louis gets a message from Lestat, and heads over. • Going against a meaningful conversation he and Song had literally less than five minutes ago, Louis falls to Lestat's manipulations and lets the vampire feed upon him. • John is the only one to show up. Markus refuses to show him what they were gonna show the cast, bc then theyd have to show it twice and they dont wanna do that. John and Markus have a conversation that starts with him asking why they thought he didn't to be fixed. Markus tells John he's caring, strong- nothing's wrong with him, he just needs to work on self control. They end up becoming friends again, and John helps them feed their bugs. • When he gets home, he sees the partially-built Lego set on the kitchen counter, and feels the Urge to continue building it. He turns away, not wanting to interrupt Shelby's project– a Luck point is spent, and his Monstrous side will be worse when it emerges next.

Notes:

I FUCKED UP I LOCKED MYSELF OUT OF DATING CLARA NOOOO [John my beloved he's going to ask her what he did wrong next week (and then he's going to quit his job. bc really he Also really doesn't like the plant thing)]

JOHNS CANONICALLY THOUGHT ABOUT KILLING SHELBY BEFORE, WE STAY WINNING /hj

Something about how John feels guilty about almost killing Song and how he wants to make it up to her

That conversation where Song explained the plastic? I was like "GIRL REMEMBER YOUR GEAS ABOUT NOT TELLING US, YOU'LL D I E" and then she Lied, killing me instantly

John wanting to be a good friend to Shelby is continuously fucking up his life /JJJJ (I can't wait for him to go all Monstery again it'll be so so fun)

Louis takes a break during his rant to mention how he has No Idea how Markus has even survived this long, and everyone agrees that Markus is literally the most normal person in this group. There's great dramatic irony here, given how Markus is in fact Full of Bugs and made everyone forget about that

I didnt say anything about it in-game but hello? Markus? self-control??? John had avoided killing humans by eating forest animals for three years he was doing such a good job. why do you Think he's so torn up about hurting Song

LOUIS. LOUIS IM GOING TO KILL YOUR EX BOYFRIEND. God that scene was so. ougghughghghgjh. fucking christ

[thegeminisage]

ITS MY BIRTHDAY not really we celebrated today i am going to celebrate by playing the legend of zelda tears of the kingdom

brother asked me today why i always said it like that. struggled to explain that it was for the bit

my birthday treat should be more story and maybe it will be later this evening but i have like 45 minutes lol i'm gonna see if i can clean out my citadel seeds

even tho im scaaaaared cuz i know theres hands at the top

did one of my dumb eventide shrines lol. that one was kinda fun actually! first chance i've had in ~140 hours to use the fucking homing carts lol

this well has lava in it????

SDKFJGH THE DEATH MOUNTAIN MUSIC IS PLAYING. IN THE WELL.

just kidding i didnt get back to this until 1145pm so the story will have to wait i have v little time before i Gotta be in bed and the last time i tried to cram story in before bed i stayed up an extra hour and a half

eugh, monster forces at this bridge...i could avoid them and still get the korok seed but what the hell i guess

OH THERES GUYS HERE

ohhhh they can help me thank god...i tried to look it up to see if i was supposed to wait for them but no good. im glad i spotted them before i just dove in

i'm sure this will despawn my bike tho. smh

wow yeah it sure did despawn. rip. i only have 8 fans left before i ahve to go restock AGAINNNN

i wanna finish this area before bed but that means HANDS right before BED i am so scared :(

boy, the days when you had to climb this bad boy dodging guardians...i kind of hate that they had to make it scary in both games lol. feels unfair

the temple of time music plays here :(

ok. ascended thru the roof of this cave. hand time. im gonan climb something high straight away im not even waiting for them

I SEE THEM..........

they havent aggroed me. unfortunately bc i want them to despawn lol

got my korok seed. by accident i climbed right up to it. there's still a treasure chest here though...

either my brother or cathy, sorry, can't remember which, told me a bomb arrow + lynel bow would take of these quick. so i did that. and it did.

AND NOW. PHANTOM GANON IS HERE

WHY DID I DOOOO THAT

I CANT SEE HIM!!! i hear him and he shot at me but i cant find him to fight him!!!!!

AAAAAAAA HE'S LIKE TELEPORTING AFTER ME HELP CAN YOU LITERALLY NOT RUN FROM HIM

OH THIS ONE IS DIFFERENT...HE HAS A SPEAR

GOT HIS ASS???? man that wasn't too bad at all.......i have strong weapons lol. i guess that was the point in me stopping to deep dive

this whole thing has given me a false sense of hand confidence. easy - bomb arrows and just smack phantom ganon around! that does NOT make them less scary. hubris.

YES...............my fierce deity armor!!!!

victory!! now i have to sleep lol