#IM SO HAP OUT WITH HOW IT TURNED OUT

[sockdooe]

Yay!!!!! I finally finished my sketchbook!!!!!!

obv I had to draw some shance but more specifically @chiliger shance au with mer!shiro and Avion!lance :))))

[theood]

Idk. Sorry once again all I do is complain complain complain whine and complain I'm so fucking unhappy with everything in my life and I just straight up don't see the way out ever being available to me. I have wasted every year of my life since first grade

[cultofdixon]

A little pain with your pleasure

Daryl Dixon • She/Her Pronouns • Adrenaline is a crazy natural drug and you’re driving them crazy with how calm you are • SFW/Small Angst • TW: Stab wounds

Requested by: Anon

“What you got there?”

Glenn’s voice not only startled the poor guy but even cut through Daryl’s thoughts that he forgot for a split second what he had in his hand.

“A Walkman. Found one on a past run”

“Oh, neat. Did you find some cassettes for it? I think there’s like a box of them in the warden’s office but those could also be confessional tapes and I don’t think I wanna know about why a prisoner ended up in prison”

“Me neither. It’s for Y/N. I found some cassettes with it when I found it. Queen, Elton John,…I think there was a Micheal Jackson one. I don’t know.” Daryl scratches the side of his face as he thought about another cassette before shrugging it off. “It was broken when I found it and Sasha helped me fix it for her.”

“Well ain’t that awful sweet of you” Glenn smirks bringing himself to sit across from him on the picnic table. Daryl instantly glaring at the man knowing where he could be going. “I wanna be there when you give it to her. I know she’ll be super excited getting that from you”

“The fuck you mean by that?” Daryl snapped slightly as Glenn shrugged with a smirk. “Speaking of Y/N. Have you seen her?”

“I was actually gonna ask you the same thing. She said if she decided on a 3-Day run that she would help me with the south fence repair when she came back” Glenn sighs running his hand through his hair. “Think she’s out for a week?”

“Mm. Better not. She promised me she’d help with the snares”

“Oh she promised you but didn’t promise me? Obviously she likes a certain someone more than me” He really didn’t catch the hint that Daryl hated the teasing and the glare made him realize he should stop before he’s tossed into a walker. “Okay fine. Mind helping me with the fence and I’ll help you with the snares”

Daryl sighs, nodding picking up the Walkman and going to put it away before helping Glenn with the fence.

After a while, the fence was done, and the two split into the nearby woods to check the snares at a faster pace compared to doing it together. Even if Daryl would’ve spent hours in the woods if it meant being with Y/N.

Daryl made his way toward the snares closer to the front gates, liking to go from the furthest to the closest snares so he could head right in when he’s done. But he was also going to check Glenn’s work on setting up the traps back up. He suddenly halted when he heard footsteps, causing him to ready his crossbow for a walker but relaxed when the bloodied dirty figure came into view.

“Jesus Christ”

“What?” Y/N laughs nervously. “Is there something on my face?”

“Yeah blood and dirt” Daryl scoffs bringing himself close, resting his hand on her cheek brushing off some of the dirt from her cheek. “The fuck happen on your run?”

“Oh that’s a great story so—-“

“Y/N!” Glenn shouted her name while also making it clear of his presence coming up behind Daryl and eventually to his side. “What took you so long getting back?!”

“Well it’s uh a short story—-“

“Glenn I just asked them about the run. Did yea finish the snares on your side?”

“Yeah I did, now Y/N?”

“Yeah…how was the run?”

“Well I got stabbed in the back” Her expression tensed watching the two start their lines of questioning. But every chance she tried to correct she kept getting cut off.

“What do you mean you got stabbed in the back?”

“Let me start with how it hap—“

“Where is this guy? I thought you went on the run alone”

“I did go alone Im trying—-“

“This guy is dead meat if he tries to come after yea. Plenty of fighters here” Daryl stated as Glenn nods in agreement.

“Who would turn on you? Maybe it was—-“

“SHUT UP!” Y/N shouted, resulting in a wince that definitely confused the two. But her face returned to the discomfort it had before running into Daryl. “I got literally stabbed in the damn back” she turned to show the two the knife that was embedded deep in her shoulder.

No more words were said. All Daryl did was smack Glenn forcing him in the direction of the gates to get them opened. Y/N frowns watching him bring himself to her back to feel around the wound before, without warning, rip her flannel open and forced her to take it off.

“You owe me!”

“Just wait til we get inside. Hershel is gonna want to see it and he’s gonna have to cut your shirt anyway”

“Doesn’t mean you had to rip my favorite flannel!” Y/N shouted as Daryl watched her back tense and the knife shift.

“Stop shouting and let’s get yea inside” Daryl scoffs taking her pack from her and directing her back to the prison.

While Hershel stitched her up, Y/N was telling them the story of how it happened. How this stranger that passed the 3 questions decided to just turn on her and try to kill her for her stuff. It wasn’t a pretty scene and given how Y/N felt about killing people, she was only late in her return because she didn’t want to come back feeling the way that she did. That part she didn’t tell them. She just fibbed by saying she lost the car she had. After being patched up, Y/N made her way back to her cell in need of clean clothes and a shirt that isn’t in pieces.

“Hey”

Y/N stopped right before her cell to acknowledge Daryl. “Hey”

“Your back feelin’ any better?”

“Having stitches suck” She laughs it off, no longer wincing from her back. “Maybe next time I’ll bring you on the run”

“I’ll keep yea safe” Daryl murmurs, leaning against the metal doors as Y/N brought herself close leaning with him.

“Next time the knife will be in your back” She jokes receiving a breathy chuckle in response. “You know I’m kidding…I’ll always have your back out there Dar” she whispers as she brought her lips to his cheek keeping her hand planted on his chest. “Thanks for worrying about me”

Before she pulled away too far, Daryl gently grabbed her waist pulling her into him. He admired her features for a moment then planted his lips firmly onto hers. Y/N was taken back but relaxed almost instantly, bringing her arms around his neck keeping him close.

When they parted, Daryl pulled away a little while taking the torn shirt from her hands.

“I’ve got a surprise for yea. But I also have a shirt…we just. Need to go to my cell for both”

Y/N couldn’t contain her smile as she took his free hand. “Lead the way Dixon”

[squerlly]

flames of desire chapter 7: setting it off

Alastor x (f! bunny reader) -NSFW-TW: mentions of rape

your POV:

"cmon relax I can make you enjoy my company in more ways then one~" with the snap of his finger the girls that were once at his side were gone, and it was me, him, and the background noise of the club "so what is a cutie like you doing here alone" "I-I was with angel..." "angel is here? well ill deal with that later, for now~" snaking one of hands on my thighs he inches closer under my dress, using his other hand to take a puff of his pipe, he blows the pink smoke in my face, drool dripping on the corners of his mouth "how about we have some fun yes~?" "wait-" my words are trailed off as I start to feel dizzy, I feel light like I could be blown away by the slightest breath, my body begins to feel hot, really hot "w-what did you do to me...." "oh nothing you wont enjoy" being laid down on the seat my head spins and his hands lift my dress "no- stop!" "don't fight it I know you want to~" no I'm not going to let this happed, come on y/n snap out of it!!, grabbing his hands I push him off "No I wont" frustrated he yanks me forward pinning me, my chest pressed against the seat "damn you stubborn bitch!" "NO get off of me!!!" after a while of struggling somebody pulls me up, everything went silent, no people just music. opening my eyes there's a hand around my waist, looking up its Alastor?! what the hell is he doing here!!

Alastors POV:

when my shadow informed me that valentino was at the club and with her I rushed there, were the fuck was angel, why isn't he with her!!! barging in the club everybody moves out of my way as I storm past the crowd seeing valentino on her. I rush to grab her up pulling her dress back down "valentino, I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut this short" "alastor, what are you doing here!" valentino said through gritted teeth, I tried my best not rip all four of his arms off right then and now, maybe later...."I'm afraid your messing with something that's mine" "uh huh ho does this little conejita have a contract with you" "no but that doesn't give you permission to touch her without permission!" "if she doesn't belong to you, then she free game~" "you wont dare if you value your life!" by now my patients is running thin "I'm taking her and if you ever lay a finger on her you will never see that finger again!!" picking her up I walk of with her in my arms, the poor thing was shaking and she smells of alcohol, surly drunk "this isn't over Alastor I will get her eventually!!!!" ignoring Valentinos yelling I head out of the club, outside was a very panicked angel.

your POV:

I have a terrible headache, I'm cold and I cant think straight what the fuck is happening, being carried I look up at Alastor he looked pissed, angry, the static radiating off of him was loud but he was gentle, like he was holding a piece of glass. angel ran over "Y/N!! there you are, iv been looking every wear for ya!! what happened" as angel reached out to touch me Alastor pulled back "angel you said valentino wasn't supposed to be there" "he wasn't h-he was supposed to be filming with the others back at-" "well he wasn't, and because of your carelessness valentino got his hands on y/n" angel turning his attention to me "he didn't hurt ya did he, y/n are you alright!?" "no angel I'm-" "he almost did, I'm taking her back, this will never happen again"

back at the hotel we walked through he doors, Charlie and vaggie waiting for us "Y/N!!! oh my Satan are you ok, we saw Al running out of the doors in a hurry" how did he know I was in trouble..."I'm alright Charlie I promise" "what happened!" "unfortunately valentino was at the club and angel lacking in supervision lost her, letting valentino take his chance" "Voy a matarlo! (im gonna fucking kill him)" "I got there just in time" "thankfully she's ok, you guys are ok..." "I'm gonna...I'm gonna go change"

walking out of the lobby Alastor follows close behind me "what are you doing.." "making sure you get back to your room" "why" "do I need a reason?" "no but can you explain how the hell you knew I was in trouble!" he pauses for a moment stopping in the hallways by my door "I was watching you.." "why are you stalking me" "because angel is carless and I was just being cautious!" "ok but you didn't have to be so mean to angel he was just-" "just what!?, explain to me my dear what do you think would have happened if I wasn't watching you, angel couldn't saved you because he was to busy fooling around" "why do you care!" "what do you mean why do I care" "the radio demon a mercy less overlord who was known for his broadcasted carnage over hell, heartless, and terrifying so why... why are you so concerned for me, I mean nothing to you, you follow me around give me weird looks, vaggie told me about you, told me to stay away..." "I don't know, I don't understand why..." looking up his smile is almost none existent, his eyes are dark as he look at me, the radio static in his voice was gone, just his plane old voice "I though my interest was just playful amusement, to toy around a bit, but the more I know about you, your smile your laugh that dress, it irks me, this feeling... I-I don't know what you did!" "Alastor-" "I would kill a demon for even looking at you funny!, I never cared about some lowly sinner...but I care about you, you have me rapped around your little finger and you don't even know it" all this time I though he wanted to kill me, even eat me or something but I never realized "Alastor.." I huff out a small laugh "what's so funny..." "I didn't put a spell on you, or curse you, or anything" grabbing his hand "this is all you and its completely normal" bringing my hand up to cup his cheek he leans in to the touch "don't look at me like that, you did something and I know it.." he mutters as I lean in closer, hunching over he leans in breaking the distance into a soft kiss pulling me closer. once I pulled away, looking at him I smile "I don't think I will ever understand this feeling but...I will try my best to show you how I feel" bringing my hand to his lips he places a soft kiss "goodnight my dear and get some much needed rest~" "goodnight Alastor"

I hope you enjoyed and I love you guys so much for the love and support have a wonderful day/night!!!

-squerlly

@pooplyface1423 @strippezzz

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[myussytastelikeapple]

❣︎”Why are you looking at me like that”❣︎

-Warnings-Thoughts of sex Switch!Mike-

Category-Fluff,Kinda smutty

!MINORS DNI!

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So it was just a normal day at home,And mike came in while you were cooking dinner.“Hey babe“He said you reponded with a quiet “hey baby“ but more focused on not trying to burn yourself.

“Whatcha cooking“ he asked “Spaghetti” you shrugged “Abby’s favorite?”He asked”Yep” you said with a chuckle “You should go check on her she’s been in there for like.. two hours not wanting to come out for anything”You said, mike sigh’s “I’ll go see”he walked off. You went to get ice for some water but someone misplaced there RED Hawaiian Punch (Abby) and it spilled all over your clothes. “Shit”

you said closing the fridge door and turning off the knobs. Last thing you wanted is to burn down the house. you walked off to the the room you and mike shared ever since you moved in.and mike was already sitting in there with you. took off your shirt, also as your pants that’s when He paused for an moment then

countined on with what he was doing. Because thats not the first time he say you like that, “What happed baby?“ he asked “Abby misplaced her juice in the fridge when i opened it,it fell on me and got everywhere“ You look down you sigh “even on my bra..“ you reach behind yourself unclamping your bra taking it off your arms. You heard mike suck in a breath. You smirk “baby?” You say “Y-yea?” He says back “Can I use one of your shirts?” You say while facing him, he quickly looks down looking back up at you.”O-of course”

he gets up to grab u one.he grabs an oversided hoodie, and hand it to you. “Thank you love!“ you hug him a hug tits out and all, he groaned,

and went to go sit back down and adjusting his pants still staring at you.. and your body. oh how he wishes he could throw you on the bed and shove his cock into you, but abby was here. She would of heard you guys so he keep his composure and stayed quiet.

He glared at you because he knew you were playing with him. You purposly poking your ass out in the air for him too see. He groan fixing his pants once more and,You put a new pair of PJ pants on. You purposely throw his hoodie to the side, and put on another shirt.

He glared at you, knowing he couldn’t do anything because abby but if she wasnt he would have ripped the clothes off your body and fuck you like there's no tomorrow. you giggled. “Cmon our food is gonna get cold! and Why are you looking at me like that?“ you say he chuckles “i think you know why“

You giggle e to yourself. As your walking through the door mike stops you. “tomorrow when Abby's gone your so done for love.. im going to ruin you..“ he whispers in your ear, your face flushes immediately. But then abby came out. “Im hungry is the food ready yet?“ he looks at you two “Y-yep its done l-lets go eat its gonna get cold!“

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-Authors note-This is my first time writing so don’t judge me😭also this is based off my recent post. love you all💕 THANK YOU FOR READDINGGG❤️

[ravennaortiz]

Ok Sis.... My man Hap!!! 6,8,13,17,18,30,32 with angst with happy ending. Baby Happy on the way and he freaks out at first! He would be the bestest Daddy ever!!

Alright daddy happy( get ya mind out of the gutter lol) with angst and a happy ending? I believe I can whip up some magic for ya!

Prompts

6. Are you afraid of me?

8. Your drunk. No im not

13. I promise

17. I love you

18. Go slow

30. I need you

32. Your mine

Life

Happy stared down at the pregnancy test on the table for a moment before simply walking out of the house and riding off into the night. You laughed at yourself as tears streamed down your cheeks. How could you have been so stupid to have expected any other reaction from him? You two had not been together long and what more could you expect from an outlaw biker? Tossing the test away you locked up the house and made your way to your bedroom where you collapsed into a sobbing mess.

***

A month later you were stepping out of the bathroom after your shower when a figure rose from the bed in the dark. "Shh, just me" slurred Happy as you screamed and he turned the light on. Heart pounding you just stared at him thinking your mind was playing tricks on you. "What are you doing here?" you asked as you clutched the towel around you as tight as possible with your distended belly. "Are you afraid of me?" questioned Happy his eyes boring into you as he ignored your question.

"What?" you questioned as he put his hands in his head. "I don't want you to be afraid of me" he stated sadly as he kept his gaze on the ground. "I mean breaking in unannounced is a reasonable reason for me to have been frightened but I'm not afraid of you" you replied a bit of annoyance in your voice. Who was he to want to be comforted after running away? He stood up and made his way to you the smell of alcohol made your stomach churn as you put your arms out.

"Your drunk Hap" you stated as you gagged some. Happy stumbled back slightly. "No I'm not" he pouted as he frowned at you. "Are you okay?" he asked watching you run back to the bathroom and dry heave. "I'm sensitive to odors and you reek like a brewery to me" you replied. "I'm sorry. I can shower if that is okay?' replied Happy as fought the urge to pull you into his arms.

By the time Happy had showered you were sound asleep. Watching you sleep so peacefully he kicked himself for having missed out on so much time. He moved to his kutte and retrieved the tiny black box he had bought a week ago and put it on your nightstand. He then grabbed a pillow from the bed and made himself cozy on the floor. He hadn't yet earned the right to be in your bed like he hadn't fucked up majorly. Until you invited him back the floor was good enough for him.

***

You awoke the next morning to sunlight filtering through the blinds. You stretched as you sat up and shook your head when you saw Happy asleep on the floor. Looking to your nightstand to grab your phone to check the time your eyes caught on a small black box. Your heart pounded and your breath caught in your throat as you reached for it. Opening it tears well in your eyes as you found a simple silver band with a tiny heart shaped diamond set in it.

You hadn't realized you were crying until Happy spoke. "Was supposed to bring you joy not tears" he stated as he looked up at you. "Its beautiful" you murmured as you turned your eyes to him. I promise to never leave you and to always cherish you. I love you so much and I can't live in this world if your not in it or apart of my life" stated Happy as he moved to kneel at your feet with his hands on your thighs.

"I love you too Happy" you murmured as you caressed his cheek before trying to lean forward to kiss him. Your bump stopped you making you both laugh softly. "Here" murmured Happy as he moved to the bed and kissed you deeply as he pushed you back down on the bed. You moaned as he moved his mouth to the sensitive spot on your neck where he bit down before giving it a soothing lick. "Going to go slow with you baby girl. Show you how badly I need you and make sure you know you are mine forever" he whispered as he trailed his fingers down your sides as he carefully grinded against you.

***

"Mr. Lowman, would you like to hold your little girl?" asked the nurse as she held your beautiful tiny daughter in her arms. "I'm... a little nervous" replied Happy as he chuckled and held out shaky arms. "Your going to be fine. Just tuck her close, support her head" murmured the nurse as she helped him take her.

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[avatarl0v3r]

My People Are Very Dear to me

NeteyamxFem!Metkayina!Reader

Requested:no

Index: Reader is Tisreya’s bestfriend and the readers parents and Tisreya’s parents thought it would be good for Ao’nung and the reader to mate for the clans sake but the reader is in love with Neteyam

(p.s Neteyam doesn’t die) This means talking to the Tulkun

A few months back your parents had a talk with Reya’s and came back and told you that you were to be betroth to Ao’nung you hated the decision you didnt want to mate with someone with there being no love involved you rather mate for love than for your family’s approval or anyone’s for that matter “It’s for your own good Y/n” you we’re getting angry at this point “Why should I have to marry someone that you picked instead of me picking” you raised you voice both your parents sighed “It’s for the people you are a strong warrior with you at Ao’nungs side you will be wonderful leaders” you had given up you loved your people and willing to anything for their well being ‘It’s for the people’ you had to keep telling yourself.

When the Sully family first arrived at Awa’atlu you and Tisreya arrived at the same time since you were already swimming with your ilu’s when you seen the strange animals and the horns signaled someone as arrived which made everyone come to the shoreline.

When you had arrived sliding off your ilu after Tisreya making eye contact with Neteyam once out the water and showing them to where they stayed.

You even helped Reya teach them to breath properly under the water Reya helping Lo’ak you helping Neteyam which eventually turned into a friendship.

Hanging out everyday, him letting you ride his Ikran with him, you taking him to your favorite places.

You were doing your chores like normal when the horn sounded Jake can out the hut seeing what was happing when you ran passed when you herd Tisreya say the Tulkun were back “Y/n” you stopped “Yes?” he looked around “What’s going on” you smiled “The Tulkun are back home,” you looked over and explained quickly “every Metkayina is bonded with a Tulkun which are our Soul sister or brother” you said the smile never leaving your face Neteyam notice and smiled.

Tisreya had found you “There you are come Lula is looking and asking for you” You followed her waving goodbye Neteyam waving back before you landed in the water and same to Lula.

You smiled upon seeing your soul sister “Y/n” “Lula” you said smiling “I met a boy but im not sure what to do because the last time i told you i was betrothed to Ao’nung but i feel nothing towards him and i feel something for the boy i’ve met” You looked down feeling somewhat ashamed knowing your duty to the people "I'd say go with the boy you've met he brings a smile to you face whenever you mention him I would rather see you happy with someone you love rather than miserable with someone just for the sake of the people" you smiled and hugged her and continued talking to her about many other things.

A little bit later Neteyam was on his ilu swimming around everyone looking at all the Tulkun he noticed you talking to your Tulkun Lula and smiling he left you alone with her seeing how happy you were with her and swam and found Kiri and Tuk.

A few months later the Tulkun had to leave due to what was happening, and no one wanted another Tulkun to die and before they left you introduced Neteyam to Lula and Lula to Neteyam which made Lula make her opinion on what you should do even more strong.

The outcast had bonded with Lo'ak and he wanted to warn him you, Reya, Kiri, Tuk, and Neteyam all went with him and found he was marked for death with as much force as possible you got the marker off him "Y/n" you turn to Neteyam looking at him fear in your eyes "Stay close" you got on the ilu with him, and you both swam swiftly through the waters eventually you were caught along with Neteyam, Tuk, and Lo'ak the man told jake that he was to come out alone if he wanted you all back safe.

So many things happened everything was a blur the only thing on your mind was Neteyam bleeding out in front of you due to being shot Lo'ak was applying pressure on the wound "Neteyam please stay with us please" you said franticly hoping you wouldnt lose the boy you've grown to love Jake had some cloth on him and wrapped Neteyam up and told you to get to the village so Ronal could work on him. You called you ilu and got on him with Neteyam holding on to him tightly you got back to the village and had help from other people getting him into a hut.

"Ronal please help him" you begged her tears flooding your eyes "Ill do what i can." Hours semmed to pass until she walked out telling you he's fine but will need time to recover you ran into the room hugging him tightly happy hes alive and still with you "Neteyam please dont do that again."

Neteyam had fully healed within a month to which he was with you again away from the village "Y/n i need to tell you something" you smiled at him "What is it" he put his hand on the back of his neck "I think im in love with you" your eyes widened at this "I do to but if i betray you and just go through with the plan for me to be mated with Ao'nung i betray myself If i betray him... I betray my people my people are very dear to me" he looks at you "Dearer than me and your own happiness?"

"No...no, not dearer than you or my happiness"

Im so sorry for this being all over the place im going to go back a edit it and make changes i’m also not sure why’s it all together like that I also hate the way i wrote it but if you guys want a part two let me know <3

[coavill]

You’re The Reason

Bucky Barnes Fluff Drabble

• pairing : Bucky Barnes x Reader

• warnings : NO usage of Y/N, gender neutral? could be…, petname (doll)

• inspired by the song :

Tossing and turning, you have been trying to sleep since God knows when… 4 hours ago?…

That was it, you’ve had enough. With a loud huff, you got up from bed, turning on the dim lights beside you to give enough lighting for you to walk out of your room. Glancing at the clock, your eyes widens. It was 3AM.

You walked out of your not-so-comfortable-right-now bedroom and entered the compound’s kitchen. Your heart dropped when you saw a figure leaning on the counter, only to be greeted with his blue eyes gleaming in the dark.

“Bucky?”

He stared broodingly, until he realized that it was just you. You turned a few lights on, dimming the room, and that’s when you saw Bucky clearly. He was holding a glass of Tony’s obviously expensive whiskey. His body was sweaty, with slightly shaky breath. You felt so sorry for him, he has always had these nightmares of times when he was held hostage by HYDRA. It was traumatic, for sure. He would give everything to not have those nightmares ever again.

“What are you doing here? It’s 3 in the morning..” He furrowed his brows. It’s not usual for you to stay up this late.

“Can’t sleep.. You?”

“Yeah, me too”

“Nightmares?” You asked, feeling worried.

“Mhm” He answered with a slight nod.

There was a delicate moment of silence for a while, before you took some tissues and about to wipe the remaining sweat he had.

“Can i?” You asked before getting the answer of him nodding. You knew it was weird to treat him like this, but you just felt the need to do so. You felt the eagerness to help him just a little bit.

Oh God, how he stared at you the whole time.. You would have him right there and right now. You’ve always found him attractive, ever since you joined the Avengers. But you never had the boldness to approach him since he just never talks to anyone unless it’s essential.

“Thanks..” A small mumble came out of his mouth.

Shoot, there we go. Another silence moment passes by. You both didn’t know what to talk about, until you casually said “Y’know, those kind of drinks are bad for you. I know you drink them a lot”

“Yeah, I know” He answered coldly and took another sip of the whiskey.

Ugh, you knew he has always been this cold. But tonight you just wanted him to talk normally, excitedly like what people do. You quickly brushed off the thoughts and said

“Just, don’t drink ‘em too much”

He stared at the wall or whatever and did not reply, not a single word.

You finally gave up and you were about to go back to your bedroom, when you suddenly felt a grip on your wrist.

“Hey..”

You looked at him with a questioning look. He didn’t say anything and just put his glass of whiskey on the counter. You didn’t have time to think about what the next thing that would happen.

He placed his metal arm on your waist, the other on the nape of your neck. He pulled you in and kissed you delicately. The sensation of your lips touching, you couldn’t process what was happening but the blood rushing all over your face. He felt no reply from you and was starting to panic, but you then gave the feedback he wanted. You placed both of your hands on his shoulder, tiptoeing, closing your eyes to enjoy what you two have wanted for so long. Time passed and you both pulled back.

“Are you using a strawberry lip balm?”

You totally didn’t expect that to be the first thing Bucky said.

“Yeah, why?”

“Your lips, they taste so sweet”

Totally, you were sure you are as red as a tomato right now. You hid your face and refused to even give a glance at him.

“Hey, look at me” He placed his finger on your chin and turned your face to look at him.

“Doll..”

He took a deep breath before continuing,

“Im sorry, i’ve wanted to do this for so long. It was the first glance of you. I fell in love with you at first sight. I understand if you’re clearly not happy about it and… I’m sorry i kissed you just now, if you want to avoid me it’s totally okay-“

You realized that he was shaking. You quickly put your hands on both of his cheeks and kissed him once more.

Woah, how it felt like the stars were surrounding you two. It’s like a dream come true..

“Bucky.. I love you too. Ever since i laid my eyes on you for the first time. But i wasn’t brave enough to approach you. You gave me the intimidating vibe, y’know?” I chuckled

His eyes were suddenly awake, not sleepy anymore. It’s like the world has turned 180 degrees against him. He hugged you and buried his face on your neck, he felt safe with you, and he would give everything to be with you just for a moment. At last, he was glad that he was given that moment.

“So…?” You teased.

“I’ll stop drinking, if you want me to” He answered.

“No, silly. I meant it as in ‘So, are we together now?’” A chuckle came out from you.

“Yeah, of course” He exclaimed like it was the most obvious thing. Before he continued,

“But i mean it though, I’ll stop drinking, for you” He grinned sheepishly.

You smiled and answered

“Don’t do it for me, but rather do it for yourself, Buck”

“But doing it for myself is doing it for you, because you’re the missing part of me” He said with a smug face.

“Cheesy guy” you laughed, before he carried you to the couch, to do God knows what.

[cybertron-after-dark]

YEAH im loving the little bits of cybertron lore!!! Boulder dropped that cybertron doesnt have seasons and i was like WRITE THAT DOWN WRITE THAT DOWN!!!

YOU. YOU UNDERSTAND. Literally the second I heard that line I ASCENDED. The IMPLICATIONS. Imagine when fall hits and Boulder sees the leaves turning color for the first time, and he gets terrified that the trees are sick. Or Blades picking up thad it's getting colder and the days are getting shorter, and without the context that that just Happens, that seems like full-on apocalyptic levels of "something is deeply wrong." Is the sun going out?? Is earth's axis in and of itself unstable? IS THIS WORLD GOING TO BE AS UNINHABITABLE AS CYBERTRON???

Of course, Cody would explain it to the bots, and they'd calm down. Boulder would probably even get excited to see earth as it cycles through changes in the weather, such a foreign concept, so fascinating.

But then imagine bots that DON'T necessarily have an entirely amicable human connection to ask about it experiencing that for the first time. Not to go "but think of the ramifications this has on tfp" once again, but I'm just currently imagining team prime Experiencing Earth Weather and it's tendency to Get Weird with like zero context. Maybe it's before they make proper contact with humans, or maybe Fowler really just isn't around that often and seasons changing weren't part of the basic "welcome to earth" brochure the government probably handed them so they don't get to ask him what the hap is fuckening until they're already kind of bracing for another end times situation.

God just. The tiny details about cybertronians and how they must be experiencing earth for the first time and what their home was like got me FUCKED UP!!!!

[pedroshotwifey]

Christmas Countdown Day 7 - Christmas Lights

Mess Up

Pairing: Husband!Jack Daniels x Pregnant!Wife!Reader

Word count: 1.6k

Tags/Warnings: no use of y/n, established relationship, angst, past family trauma (not with Jack), hurt/comfort, communication, healthy relationship, Jack is the best husband, anxious reader, fluffiest fluff I've ever written, preggo reader, forehead kisses, gentle giant jack, stuff im forgetting

Summary: Jack comforts you after you spiral into past traumas. Aka: Jack being a good husband.

A/N: This fic was supposed to contain filthy smut with a different pedge boy, but wifey had a sad day so...here we are 🫠 Also, seven consistent days?? What?? Go Wifey!!

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You look at the stack of plastic boxes piled up in the middle of the living room. A mixture of gray, purple, and transparent blue bins filled with various ornaments, wall decor, and table accessories. A pile of black trash bags filled with garland lays hap-hazardly next to them. Jack must have gotten them down from the attic before he left for work this morning. 

You had asked him the day before to do that for you. Usually, you could do so yourself, but considering you’re eight months pregnant, you figured it probably wasn’t the best idea–not that Jack would ever have let you do it anyway. 

It’s been a bit boring around the house lately since Jack’s been working extra hours. He’s been insistent on putting a bit more work in so the two of you can fatten up your savings account for when the baby gets here. That way, as he says, there will be more opportunity for him to stay home with you after you give birth. 

He’s so thoughtful, always thinking ahead about what’s best for you and the baby in the long run. You have no idea how you got so lucky.

You smile to yourself, shaking your head as you go to pry the lid off of the bin at the top of the stack. A small sticky note sits on top of it, and you smile as you immediately recognize the handwriting. 

Should be home early today. I Love you little Mama, have a good day. 

P.S.: Don’t overwork yourself!

- Your Jackie

You smile giddily as you stare at the loopy writing, full of love. 

*** 

You have most of the decor up within a few hours; all that’s left is decorating the tree. 

You pick up a strand of lights out of a gray bin and look up at the tip of the tree with a scowl. You hate putting the first strand up alone. When Jack’s here, you always make him do it since he’s a good bit taller than you. 

You look around the room, trying to find something you can use to step on or lift the lights up. Your eyes land on a chair in the dining room. Perfect.

You drag the chair over the base of the tree and take a step back, making sure it’s lined up with where you need to be. There’s no way you’re climbing up onto that thing just for it to be in the wrong spot. 

It looks about right.

With a little grunt work–and a lot of maneuvering around your massive belly–you manage to get your knees on the seat, and from there, you stand up the rest of the way. You smile proudly as you look at the top of the tree, which is now only a couple inches taller than you. You feel almost rebellious, as stupid as that may sound. 

You reach up and begin to loop the first bit around the top. Just as you get it secured, you hear a faint jingling sound coming from the front hall. Your face lights up. Your husband is home.

Maybe you’ll make him do this part afterall. Your arms ache and you’re already almost out of breath from holding them up above you for so long. Letting them down, you balance the rest of the strand down on empty branches so it won’t fall.

“I’m home, darlin’, " Jack calls as he steps through the door. 

“I’m in here,” you call back excitedly. You can’t wait for him to see what you’ve spent your day doing. 

You turn around in the chair and face toward the living room entrance, waiting for him so you can see his reaction. He steps into the room and you smile widely at him, only to be confused when his mouth drops open just slightly. He looks upset, and your stomach drops. 

“Hey!” He barks quickly. “Wh-what the hell do you think you’re goddamn doin’?” He suddenly bolts toward you and lifts you by your underarms to bring you to the floor. You’re back on your feet before you can even register what happened. 

You’re taken aback at his loud tone and rushed actions, a small hurt settling deep in your chest before you can stop it. You look up at him with a frown, disappointed in yourself for making him unhappy, for making him use a tone like that in the first place. He never raises his voice at you.

Your eyes are watering even though you’re still confused, your lip quivering as you look ashamedly up at him. Does he not like the decorations? Were you supposed to wait until he got home to start? Did you mess up?

He looks almost angry, and the thought is enough to send a pang of panic and regret throughout your entire body. You messed up. You messed up, you messed up.

You’re suddenly set back to your teenage years again. Back to feeling tiny and pathetic as people tell you how annoying you are, how you can’t ever do anything right, how you’re nothing more than a childish inconvenience. 

You see your father, ignoring you as usual, only talking to you to complain about something or another. Your mother, drunk, ready to spill her nightly sob-story because she’s the only one allowed to have one. Your grandma, telling you to stop being such a crybaby because she doesn’t understand that you hurt and you just want a break.

You see yourself, forced to take it all, bottle it up, and never complain. Back to having to act happy for the sake of others, but not too happy, because then you’re on everyone’s nerves. Back to trying your hardest through it all to be patient, understanding, and kind, because if you’re anything less than that, you’re a spoiled brat.

Back to feeling worthless, hating yourself, messing up.

You open your mouth to say something–you’re not sure what–but all that comes out is a pathetic blubber as your tears spill over. 

Jack’s eyes widen as he realizes what he’s done. 

“Oh, no, no, no, no,” he says, holding you close to him. “I’m so sorry baby, you know I didn’t mean to snap at you,” you can hear the shame in his voice, but all you can think is I did this, it’s my fault, I messed up.

His arms are wrapped tightly around you as you sob into his chest. 

All of your emotions feel heightened with your pregnancy, and thinking about your childhood was finally the thing to set you off. Jack is well acquainted with your past, but you still wish he didn’t have to see you breaking down over it like this. 

You know that he didn’t mean it, and that’s why you’re so frustrated with yourself. He’s never treated you like that. Never has, never will. You take in a few shuddering breaths as you think about that fact.

He rubs soothing circles on your back and mutters genuine little sorry’s and uplifting praises to you as you try to reign it all in. After a moment, your breath starts to even out and your tears stop flowing so aggressively. You hold onto him but lean back so you can look into his eyes, full of concern. 

“‘M sorry,” you say quietly, still feeling a wave of shame. He tuts and softly shakes his head at you before smoothing your hair down. 

He kneels down on one knee in front of you and takes his stetson off before sliding both of his hands up to cup your cheeks. His brows are furrowed and he has a look of sincerity that makes your heart skip a beat. 

“No, baby,” he says, looking at you adoringly. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’a raised my voice at you just ‘cause I got scared. You ain’t got nothin’ to be sorry ‘bout, sweet thing.” he assures you sincerely. “You jus’ need to be a little more careful now is all.” 

 “Tha’s my baby in there,” he reminds you, nodding to your stomach. “’s very important to me to know that both of my girls are safe while I’m gone.” 

You muster up a smile and nod at him, appreciating that he’s taking the time to make sure you know what he’s thinking. He smiles warmly back at you. 

“I am sorry, though, I don’t know what I was thinking,” you apologize through the lump still partially lodged in your throat. You avoid eye contact as you say it, but you know he can see right through you–can see exactly where your head is stuck right now. 

“I swear you didn’t mess up, baby. You’re doing everything right. My perfect girl. You know that?” he asks, lifting his brows to emphasize his point. 

You sniffle a bit and nod at him. You don’t know how your love for him continues to grow so much every day. 

“I really ain't mad at you, angel, I’ll never be mad at you.” He smiles wider at you and strokes your cheek with his thumb.

You nod at him again, leaning into his hand. 

He sits up just enough to plant a delicate kiss on your forehead, and then on your lips, lingering there as if he could pour all of his love into you through such an action. When he pulls back, you have a genuine smile on your face.

“Alright, pretty little Mama,” he says, letting a hint of humor into his tone. “Let’s get the rest of them lights up for ya.”

***

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Link to prompt list

[jams-sims]

So its clear thar whatever Felix told everyone wasn't the complete truth. Its implied between Susan and Charlies (charlies turning out to be a tester and a engieer like Susan or at the very least a test dummy for the animatorics.)

That they both feel like the shit he said was not 100% true. Charles brings it up first, he says their something fishy about it. Susan basically says she done with the whole companys BUT agrees. (Something weird) but she wants NOTHING to do with the accident or the company at this point. Right after she gets fucking mollywooped by Bon.

But the real part im trying to firgure out is which part did Felix lie about.

Felix keeping the bunny toy that Rosemary asked for is insane, He tossed their fucking shoes and backpack into a river.

So did he lie and say the kids went missing after the fucking crash? Because if that the lie he went with no wonder Jack came to Felix house. Thats bullshit!? An how did he get away with that??? He buried those kids and then out the fucking Cyber buileding on top of their graves. How did they not report that shit-

Accident or not a missing kids report should have been filed. Unless something unhinged happed like oooh the car fell into the water and I was the only one to crawl out. The kids are presumed dead and the case closed. Like i'm trying to wrap my head around what the fuck did Felix say not to get his ass beat im that room.

[syscultureis]

Plural culture is I just dont get it...why do endos want to be this? and why do people think others want or are faking all of this? Plural culture is I cant LIKE anything anymore. Plural culture is even if im ACTIVLY TRYING to not split and to ignore it all and just keep on keeping on and pretend my system isnt there I STILL split. I cant sit down and enjoy my day because my brain will take SOMETHING, ANYTHING, NOT EVEN A PERSON SOMETIMES and if I got enjoyment or even suffering out of it then its just THERE now and a part of me is missing. Plural culture is missing parts of yourself, loosing a skill or talent you loved that shaped who you were, forgetting the faces and voices of your loves ones, getting your memories rewriten for you, blinking and missing days or sometimes years. And thats just MY experience as host! Others in my system having to live their lives in the backseat, never being able to have one of their own or feeling like their hole point of existence is to make me happy or make sure we dont die. Sometimes I see how tired and drained the protectors are, how strung out the care takers are, the gatekeepers putting on a brave face for the good of the system to make us feel like maybe at least ONE of us has SOME kind of control only to find out that even they dont know everything or have control over it all. I see alters who are dating in our system wish and beg for a body just so they can hold hands like normal. Or others still who have had relationships outside the system wish they had a body independent of this one to go and be with who they want and do whatever they want. Its NOT all suffering and disorder yes of course and thats so very valid but like...even the most well adjusted systems deal with flashbacks, triggers, panic attacks I mean for fuck sake its not just some fun game or even a coping skill! Id RATHER NOT split or disassociate to be able to cope! Honestly id MUCH RATHER do things myself then switch but unfortunately I simply CANT no matter how much I want to! I HATE how low our split tolerance is because SPLITTING ISNT FUCKING FUN even when its painless! Even when its so subtle you dont notice! Because you loose something, a memory, your feelings, your sense of self gets rocked off its balance and honestly sometimes not knowing a split happed is WORSE cause youll just randomly start feeling like your not you anymore with no explanation as to why! Its so frustrating to see a bunch of people emulate the "fun parts" of my disorder and then when I get RIGHTFULY upset and say "hey its not like that it actually kinda sucks" they turn around and emotionally manipulate a group of people who are NUTORIOUS for not being believed by saying "Well because no one believes you then you should believe me because everyone has a different brain so actually I say that you dont need to be traumatized and have any of the bad shit your talking about and I get to have all the cool parts of it and your trying to oppress me by not letting me in your spaces" like???? Okay, so sorry for the rant and talking about endos and systemcorse and all. Sometimes it just all seems so ridiculous to me. When I see people say "real systems arnt hurt by people faking DID" and like??? no??? dont fucking speak for me???? Like yes stop fakeclaiming but like no dont say endos arnt "real systems problem" like I guess in practice sure but no and also BIG NO cause enods directly HAVE caused me problems so no, fuck that.

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[totheadhdgodsletmebe]

It would be really interesting if Alain’s Malamar was once James’s Inkay.

Like some other team rocket grunt messed up, or some higher up, in team rocket saw it as too weak and left his Inkay in Kalos without James knowing

Alain finds the poor thing, while doing some work for the professor, but Inkay wanted nothing to do with him, cause it still wanted to be James pokemon (and it also recognized Alain as someone who it fought)

The poor thing kept looking and looking but still it couldn’t find Team Rocket at all. It got more and more hurt as it looked. One of Alain’s pokemon ends up find them, and convinces them to stay with them. Probably his Bisharp (Idk why but i feel like they are really sweet for some reason).

Inkay goes through the whole emotional process, of believe it has been abandoned and that it was left behind because it wasn’t good enough. It stops taking care of its self and eating, while it’s in this head space. Alain and the rest of sycamore Lab try’s to take care of it.

Talking to them, Alain is able to convince Inkay that is much more than its trainer and that it is not its fault for being left behind. It’s not its fault that it was tricked into believing that the other person cared for them, and that still wanting the person to care for you is ok. Yes, you have to realize that they didn’t care for you, but still having good feelings and thoughts about that person is also ok. Alain was there to help them move past that, so they can be something other than a team rocket pokemon.

Suffice to say, Inkay lets Alain catch them. Inkay before was a pretty strong pokemon on its own before, so it took to fighting really quickly. Having a friend/Role model in Bisharp in was also good for it setting into Alains team.

Clemont’s and Bonnie probably also recognize them as a Team rocket pokemon. Inkay feels guilty for all of what happened, but it’s forgiven really quickly. I could see it being friends with Clem’s Chespin, a lot because they both have a sweet tooth. Macaron thieves at heart.

Well, it evolves eventually because it is never shown in the anime how it evolves. The only thing I can imagine is, Inkay being like “Im ready sir” Alain just grab them and turn them upside down. Then boom their’s your Malamar. There was also probably something else, going on when it evolves, like fighting Neo Team Flare members.

Through out all of this sadly James just thinks his pokemon is having the time of it life with somewhere in a Team rocket base.

When Alain was fighting in the World Coronation series, Team Rocket could just swear that he had at some point seen Malamar but didn’t know where. But during the Masters 8 competition James realizes that is his pokemon and is so proud of them but confused of how Malamar got here.

At some point James confronts Alain on how he has his pokemon. Alain isn’t having any of it, his Bisharp isn’t either. Malamar is torn a bit, because it happy to see James but still doesn’t know how to feel about its old trainer. Team Rocket are at this point hell bent on getting Malamar back, or at least talking to them. So they keep getting in fights.

Ash gets involved somehow and becomes the mediator between them, because A. He is confused, because James keeps calling Alain a kidnapper B. Team Rocket steal pokemon for living but they do not tend to abuse or abandon those pokemon. He gets them to tell both their sides of the story. James feels so bad for what happed, and is actually really grateful for Alain taking care of his pokemon. Alain is just happy that Malamar doesn’t have to think it was abandoned by choice anymore.

He also kinda lays out that if Malamar wants to go back to being James pokemon it can. But James thinks that Malamar can do more with Alain than it could do with him. Eventually they both deicide with their Pokémon’s agreement that, they will stay with Alain but James can come to visit when he wanted. Also Because Ash is a Champion now he can sigh in legal documents, so Alain agrees to in the case of his death. Malamar would go to James. Yes, they sighed a custody agreement for their Pokemon. Like it was a chid of divorce.

[moonlight-sonata99]

Because Of You

Howzer x reader

Valentines Day special

A/n: HELLA LATE but uh wanted to post something before it ended, so why not howzer?mf needs love❤️ This is part 2 to the previous one! Btw not proofread but I'll reread tmr❤️❤️

Prompts: 

“I dont know if i could bring myself to speak it...”

“For years i have yearned for you, in secrecy and in silence.”

It had been a while since you rescued Captain Howzer from Ryloth, It took him some getting used to “Civilian”Life if you can call constantly being on the run as a jedi-well..your not even sure if you call yourself a jedi anymore. But back on the topic at hand. After saving Howzer it was most reasonable that you lay low for a while. It meant mostly doing small jobs on planets that were far far away. Most of Howzer’s men stayed behind and helped and you came to see them as family of sorts.

And some found other path’s, they were teary goodbyes. Howzer was saddened by this,but knew his men decided for themselves now in this new world. Speaking of,,,

“Howzer?” you opened your eyes feeling his presence besides you as you meditated.

“Sorry i-”

“theres no need..what is it?did you detect something on the scanner?” you inquired looking up at him as he shook his head.

“Sit” you said patting the floor next to you. The captain seemed surprised at the gesture and sat next to you hesitantly. He was always like this. It seemed (To you) that he would never get used to you, a jedi who used to a general. as someone to be comfortable around,  You breathed in and closed your eyes once again. It was hard to focus with howzer around if you were being honest, as time went on you came to understand your feelings more and more.

Its been long since you first met on ryloth supporting the twi’leks wher eyou first laid you eyes on the clone captain, like any trooper you were courteous and aided them in battle. you spent months on ryloth you got to know the captain and became more fond of him.

“Fond”

if you can call thinking about him for long periods..”Fond.”

“i wanted to talk you about something,” the man besides you interrupted you though as you kept your eyes closed.

“What is it?” you asked turning your head toward him.

“I..” he trailed off, Now curious you opened your eyes again. “I recently got in contact with the group who helped get the Syndulla’s off ryloth..” he explained looking down “they helped me get into contact with Captain rex, hes helping other clones..i want to help him.” 

ah...you heart dropped at the realiation that it meant him leaving.

“you...want?” you repeated as he nodded a bit confused 

“Yes” he replied as if he was waiting for your confirmation.

“Howzer... you dont need to ask for my permission” you added observing how his shoulder lowered and he breathed out.

‘i..keep forgetting.” he admitted sheepishly with a smile.You chuckled and feigned a smile.

“Its alright, i assumed you will take some of the guys with you?” you asked gesturing to the men snoring in the cots.

“Yes, i’ve already spoken to them” howzer said placing his hand on his knees.

“I see, so when will you be leaving?” you questioned placing a hand on the floor,as howzer placed a hand behind his neck. sensing his uncertainness you gave him a reassuring smile.

sighing howzer looked into our eyes 

“Tomorrow night.” he stated, Your eyes widened, seeing your shock howzer continued.

“We already cleaned up the ship for you, and finished up the remaining jobs” he reassured. Out of the initial shock you shook your head,

‘No..its not that i dont mind that i-” you said sputtering and clearing your throat,

“i dont mind..but do you intend on staying for long?” you ask feeling a weight on your chest. The captain looked away in thought.

“Im...not sure.” he admitted.

“Ah...well it was a pleasure being with you howzer” you admitted looking down, “I mean it” 

“Likewise..[name]’ you ears perked at the mention of your name, it was not often he said your name, you wondered why. but he never did. regardless..him saying it now made you happier than how you previously felt.

He slowly made his way up,and made his way to the barracks. But...he stopped?

your breathe hitched, somewhat hoping he would walk back your way. but howzer stood still, seeming hesitant.but ultimately made his way back to the cot’s.

You let your head tilt downwards obviously disappointed.

millions of thoughts raced through your mind as you thought about the captain who had been apart of your life since ryloth. Apart of you felt lost,

On one hand, You knew you couldn't keep him here. Asking would just be selfish. on the other...You wanted to spend more time with him, its selfish yes.. all that time you spent thinking about the captain after the battle of ryloth..and you got your wish.

 standing up you crash into someone

“Im so- howzer?” you ask confused

“Sorry- i was headed back to the cockpit” he stuttered

“O-oh” you mumbled you two stood there

“look i..” he continued but stopped then shifted his gaze to the men around you two who were sleeping. taking your hand he lead you to the cockpit closing the doors he made his way to the seat you following suit.

“What is it?”you mumble looking at him as he shifted with finger fingers before looking at you.

"“I dont know if i could bring myself to speak it...” he mumbled shifting his gaze back down.

You observed him for a bit before sitting straight. You had no idea where this confidence came from, but looking at your surroundings.

"This is where you asked me" you blurted out reminiscing.

"What?"

"That day, when I broke you out. Do you remember what you asked me?" You question him tilting your head.

"Asked me..?" He repeated as you nodded your head.

Howzer looked at you in thought recalling everything.

Then it clicked.

" I asked you if...the only reason you came was to help" he breathed out as you nodded once again.

"Yes." You replied turning your gaze out the window, " I lied."

"What do you mean?" He asked his heart beginning to race.

"I-" you stopped yourself and glanced at him. Then turned your gaze back to the window.

"Well not really i-i did go back to help but I was... " you stuttered out your cheeks turning warm. " I went back for you." You blurted turning away.

Howzer's eyes widened and his heart raced even faster at your admission. He felt...relieved.

You let out a sigh of embarrassment "when I first met you, as you know I was a jedi, but...ever since then I somewhat question some of my teachings." You said fidgeting with your clothes. "Then I came to ryloith and met you, after that I...I spent my years thinking...and i think For years i have yearned for you, in secrecy and in silence. When I heard about ryloth..and everything I thought of you." You admitting looking at him and then looking down.

Howzer stood in complete shock, yes the person that he himself thought he could never have. Stood in front of him. Right when he was about to do it. You being a jedi made him believe that his feelings would have not been reciprocated.

Slowly he reached for you hand, "i...me to." He mumbled his cheeks burning as you looked at him in surprise at his confession. You looked at you now intertwined hands.

"But what about...?"

"We can work it out." He cut you off as you lifted your gaze to him. You gave him a soft smile.

"It doesn't have to be for a long time...I'll be back before you know it." He reassured looking at you.

"Alright.."you replied nodding andholding his hand closer to your heart.

"Until then..lets-" you mumbled

"Enjoy the time we have together?"

"Yes."

[lightgriffinsect]

happy 1 year anniversary to fnf vs radi muzix medley

the friend of my friend is my enemy

(Friday Night Funkin')

Words: 2058

Summary:

"Yeah, so uh, it's not just gonna be us here," Void casually brings it up with the two of them over coffee. "Oh?" Sumire's gaze snaps up eagerly. They're still getting used to being in the same room as their idol on a regular basis. Void doesn't blame him. Who wouldn't be, when it's A.C. Void? "Oh?" Radi also glances up at him, much less enthused. Ugh. He could try to show a little cheer. "Mhm. I have another, uh, friend coming. He's a psychic." "Ooh! What's his name?" Sumire is really eager. "Psychic."

Posted on 24th September in honor of Muzix Medley's 1 year anniversary. Hap annivers to Radi and Lofie!

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Psi:

btw did you remember to tell radi and sumire

Void:

Oh right

Oops

Psi:

void.

Void:

LOOK MAN IM SORRY

IM A VERY BUSY GUY

I'll tell them now

they'll be chill dw

And if u already know they're here why r u worried

Psi:

yeah i bet

because they don't know about me

Void:

THEY WILL

Bro relax it'll be great

Sumire loves ppl

Psi:

don't call me bro

and uh

radi exists too

and you know how much he likes people like me

especially me

Void:

No one says we have to tell him

Psi:

he's going to think dd was playing the long game

and that you were complicit

and he'll probably try to kill you

and me

but sure i like this

Void:

Keyword TRY

And he knows I would never coop with DD

Cmon u can't back out now cousin

Psi:

technically cousin i could

Void:

Dude no Accretions are hard to find

And how will u get back without a chauffeur

Psi:

i can drive

unlike some people

but fine

Void:

I should cancel you

Psi:

can't have air conditioner void caught up in public family drama tho

Void:

DONT CALL ME THAT

But fine. Sure.

Psi:

thanks for sparing me cousin

now go spoil the plot twist to radi and sumire

don't want to give them a heart attack

Void:

Okok fine bye

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"Yeah, so uh, it's not just gonna be us here," Void casually brings it up with the two of them over coffee.

"Oh?" Sumire's gaze snaps up eagerly. They're still getting used to being in the same room as their idol on a regular basis. Void doesn't blame him. Who wouldn't be, when it's A.C. Void?

"Oh?" Radi also glances up at him, much less enthused. Ugh. He could try to show a little cheer.

"Mhm. I have another, uh, friend coming. He's a psychic."

"Ooh! What's his name?" Sumire is really eager.

"Psychic."

"Ooh."

"And you didn't tell us this before?" Radi scowls faintly.

"I mean, I think you can handle it," Void can't help sniping back. "He's fine. He doesn't bite. You've gotta relax, man."

“I know, I’m sorry, I just…” Radi gives a little sigh. “You know I’m not very good with new people. I just wish you had let us know sooner so I could feel…more prepared.”

Void raises a brow.

“But I’m sure you know him best, so I’m willing to let it go,” Radi adds hastily.

“Great!” Void claps once, letting the grin overtake his face once more. “Thank you, Radi.”

“How’d you guys meet?” Sumire prods, ignoring his coffee now, all too intrigued by Void’s little info drop. This is why he never tells anyone anything about his social life. Blegh.

“We were…uhm. We were at the same music event thing. A couple years back now, I think.” Truth. Kind of. They might’ve gotten off on a better foot from the beginning if Psi hadn’t been clinging to his beloved Dearests, Void recalls with a bitter smile.

“Oh, he makes music?” If there’s one thing Void would change about Sumire, it’s their habit of getting way too invested in other people’s business. Always the same with fans-turned-friends. Starts out endearing, flattering, among a sea of annoying faceless supporters. Ends up just another one of them.

“I mean...yeah.” Half-truth. Void angles for more of a well duh, fool tone rather than the initial I dunno, I’m just bluffing about his life so you guys don’t panic.

It’s not even a bluff, technically. Psychic can sing. Irritatingly well, in fact, and it’s a miracle Void’s managed to get even that much out of him. He’s still trying to get the guy to spill his big secret; how he beat the little blue brat in a song battle.

“That’s great!” Sumire, clueless as ever, practically jumps for joy. “We’ve all got that in common, so this should be fun!”

“Exactly.” Void smiles. Fun.

He and Psi better not regret this.

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Radi probably shouldn’t have let it go so easily.

The front door swings open, a cold breeze sweeping through, as a well-dressed young flamehead nonchalantly lets himself in, to a whoop from Void.

He’s taller than Radi expected. And more purple. If they weren’t so obviously two separate species, Radi might have assumed Psychic and Void were somehow related. Fourth cousins, or something like that.

Although, Radi’s not entirely sure what he had been expecting. Someone more…stereotypical? Someone tiny, lugging around crystals and amulets with the scent of burning incense trailing behind? Someone who’d likely speak in crypts and vague allusions?

Psychic is none of those things. As he greets Void and turns piercing magenta eyes on the two friends-turned-outsiders, Radi can’t help but feel like this man knows him.

He resists the urge to step protectively in front of his friend. It’s a little silly, he knows, Psychic is barely Sumire’s height, but something in his confident stance, the way he surveys Radi with cold, newfound interest, is more intimidating than it should be.

He should have known better, really. A.C. Void is not one to make friends with a stereotype.

Psychic doesn’t extend a hand. Neither does Radi. They just sort of not-glare at each other while Void not-glares at both of them to Get Along Before He Blows Apart This Entire Star System.

Psychic speaks first. “Well, hi. You must be Radi and Sumire.” His voice, low and smooth, echoes throughout Radi’s mind. Not a voice. Telepathy?

“And you’re Psychic, right? It’s great to meet you!” Sumire pipes up before Radi can say anything. Their sunny-side-up attitude is his only source of reassurance right now, that he’s not alone.

Psychic blinks, his shoulders easing. “That’s right. Pleased to meet you as well.” His gaze flicks between the two of them, eyes narrowing as they land on Radi. “Void’s already told me a bit about you two.” He knows how to be civil. He knows how to lie. Okay, Radi notes.

Void, far too self-absorbed to talk about anyone else, now and forever, herds them away from the door and down the hall. "You guys need to help me peer pressure Psi into revealing his big secret."

Big secret? Radi can believe that. Psychic has been watching him too intently for too long now.

"He beat Boyfriend-dot-freakin’-XML in a rap battle." Void makes a face, does a little flourish. Oh. That. "And he's gonna tell us how he did it. Right, Radi?"

You are not dragging me into your weird spat with that kid, Radi wants to retort. The problem was never he beat me in a rap battle. The problem was he wouldn't leave me alone and what if Lofie finds out where I’ve been because of him. He can't trust anyone, after all. Except his baby sister. And she can't be that for him anymore.

Void doesn't get it. As always.

“Right,” Radi presses his lips together. “Psychic, Void mentioned that you make music.”

“Ooh, yeah, right!” Sumire jumps in enthusiastically. “Is that like what you do for a living, or is it just a hobby?”

Psychic stiffens, giving Void a side scowl. Does he not want anyone knowing he sings? That’s a heavy contrast, isn’t it, given Psychic is supposed to be friends with A.C. Void? “Sometimes,” he relents, almost tentatively. “It’s only a hobby, not really something I do very often. My real interests lie elsewhere.” He avoids looking at any of them.

“What else are you into?” Sumire encourages.

"I like to read,” Psychic answers immediately, like it’s a default response. “Classics, mostly. And mysteries. What about you?”

“I don’t read a lot,” Sumire admits, “but I like manga! Usually I just listen to music and hang out with Radi.”

"Mhm.” Psychic glances back at Radi and Void before resuming conversation with them. He seems to be taking kindly to their constant stream of questions. At least Radi’s friend should be okay.

Void flashes a too-blinding grin at him. “I told you he doesn’t bite.”

“Yeah, I got it.” Radi manages a small, conciliatory smile. “You were right.”

Psychic doesn’t seem particularly fazed by the... Voidness of this house. He treats it with a sort of familiarity, like he’s accustomed to the grandeur, the almost arrogance of it all. It makes Radi wonder what background he comes from, how he got so used to being friends with someone like…well…

Void’s nice enough, but there’s a sharpness to him Radi has never entirely been able to shake off. It’s been there since their first song onstage together. A pointed focus not on their friendship, not on his fans, but on something else entirely. Radi still hasn’t figured out what it could be, what drives Void to be so…what he is.

The most prominent thing about Psychic is his stare. Even as he’s talking to Sumire and Void about books and music, every once in a while his intense gaze will snap back to Radi, as if trying to catch him off guard and see into his mind. He’s been regarding him with unnerving confidence, as if he knows something Radi doesn’t and wouldn’t hesitate to use that to his advantage. Radi swallows.

He could never be like Void, like Psychic, with their cool gazes and smug demeanors and the sparks of unearthly power in their eyes.

“So, Psychic, you’re from Earth, right?” Sumire is saying. “I live there too! Which area are you from?”

“I’ve been living in Newgrounds City for most of my life,” Psychic responds casually. He doesn’t confirm whether he’s actually from Earth, Radi notes.

Sumire stops dead. “Really? That’s insane, so have I! How have we not met already?”

“It’s a large area,” Void points out quickly. “And I think he’s in a different part of the city than you guys. It’s, uh, it’s not that surprising, honestly.”

“Obviously,” Psychic mutters. “I don’t actually go out that much either. I’m usually too busy for that.”

“What do you do?” Radi knits his brows. How much can he find out about this man before Psychic catches on?

Psychic and Void exchange an uncomfortable look. They were planning something beforehand, he realizes. But before Radi can say anything, Psychic starts, “There’s this family whose business I help…manage. It’s good pay.” His tone makes it clear that’s all he’s saying.

“And part of that includes beating Boyfriend-dot-freakin’-XML in a song battle?” Radi can’t resist. “Or does that count as a hobby?”

“Radi—” Void and Sumire yelp at the same time.

“No, no, it’s okay.” Amusement gleams in Psychic’s eyes. “Both.”

“Both?”

“Yes.” Psychic doesn’t elaborate.

“Well, do you ever plan to explain how you managed that?” Radi tries. He’s trying. Void can’t say he’s not trying.

"Nope."

“Well.” Radi turns to Void. “I have done all I can do.”

“Oh, come on!” Void bursts out. “You hate him just as much as I do, why aren’t you gonna do this for us?!”

“Because it’s more complicated than that,” Psychic sighs.

“How can it possibly be more complicated—“

“Guys,” Sumire interrupts pleadingly. “That’s enough. You can fight about Boyfriend later. Can’t we talk about something else?”

The way Psychic and Void both glower at him, Radi hopes Sumire hasn’t sealed his own fate.

“...Fine,” Void yields. He turns to Psychic. “But if you keep holding out, I might actually cancel you.”

“Uh-huh.” Psychic scoffs. “‘Course you would, cousin.” Cousin? The absolute can of worms that is this pair’s relationship.

“Come on, already.” Sumire rolls their eyes, dragging Void into the kitchen. “Let’s get a snack! Let’s watch a movie or something! Psychic, do you like Marvel?”

"I hate Marvel.”

Void brightens. “That’s perfect, actually! We can make fun of the bad storylines together! And talk about how much better I could do as a director!”

“Exactly!” Sumire cheers.

"That…actually does sound fun,” Psychic admits. “Okay.”

“Okay,” Radi echoes. Maybe he can gauge Psychic’s true intentions better if they spend more time doing casual stuff like this. Maybe it will be fun and Radi has just been paranoid this whole time. Maybe he’s been reading too deeply into Psychic’s mannerisms, the numbing cold in his eyes every time they meet Radi’s.

Probably not, but it’s a soothing idea to think about. He holds on to it anyway.

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[literal-insanity]

I made and Au for the Amazing digital circus.

Au inspired by a video made by Akuma Demon

Here is the link to the video: https://youtu.be/XPiOlM9tHEE?si=6SnpMFGhDkyaJgds

This Au is called one’s a crowd.

Basicly here is how it started, jax was being himself like usual, he was a jackass, espeshily to gangle, and zooble had had enough, they hold jax by the neck and shoved him through a exit door near by, keep in mind, so far only pomni went inside the exit door, and the others know nothing about it, including jax. So when pomni saw this happing she tried to stop zooble, because she knew that jax could get lost in there. But pomni failed. Once jax was inside, zooble closed the door, that was when pomni explain how it’s like in the exit door, and how it just leads to the void.

As jax got up, he laughed, “heh, vary funny guys, don’t have to be so emotional!” Jax open the door he was thrown into, but it just led to a hallway with another exit door, just like what happen to pomni. I also headcannon that the exit door, is it’s own digital world, and time works differently there, it could be an hour in the exit door world, but In the circus it was only a few minutes. Time gose faster in the exit door world, and you can physically feel time change without having to look at the clock on the wall.

So jax spent 3 hours running in circles, getting more scared the more he got lost, the more alone he felt. Then he found a door with a white light showing under the door, it was something knew so it should be safe right? No. It led to the void, max floated a few steps forward. “T-this isn’t the circus…” he sighed, he looked back, the door started to phase away, jax stares in horror. Soon he starts going crazy as the stress was too much, laughing at himself, at how unlucky he is, how he is so screwed, he messed up to much.

“Heh isn’t this just amazing!? I MEAN IM PROBABLY MISSING IN THE REAL WORLD AND NOW MISSING HERE! AINT THAT ŠÔMËTHÏÑG!?” Jax gitched out as he fell to his knees, still laughing like a maniac, he starts to abstract, as the black glitchy ink starts to come from his back, once he notice the black ink and colorful eyes on his arm he started to laugh harder, “AHAHAHAAA! THIS IS JUST GREAT AIN’T IT? GOD THIS HURTS SO MUCH AHAHHAAA!” He laughs as he gets engolfs, and puffs up, fully turned into an abstract, never will be able to return…right?

Caine gets an notification on his watch, about someone in the void, he heads over quickly, seeing the abstracted Jax. He heads back to the circus to ask about it, it seems as the others sort of forgot about him, they seemed to be having more fun then Usual, once Caine heard what happen he teleported the abstracted jax into the bunker. Of course like always the abstracted knocked on the trap door, before giving up. Pomni felt so bad, but raga tha made sure pomni knew it was really zoobles fault, who dosen’t even feel that bad. We go back to the abstracted jax, the monster seems to look around, it’s breathing became steady. Caine explain, that the void dosen’t like traces of people stuck in it, and most of the abstracted was stuck to the cubes, so he had to restart the world, like he did when pomni and ragatha glitched out thanks to the abstracted in the pilot.

Once he did the abstracted jax shrunk. And all of a sudden less aggressive knocks where at the bunkers door. The others think it’s just the abstracteds trying to escape, but Caine knew that the abstracteds never knock again once they fist got stuck in the bunker, and the knocks were less aggressive and big, as if something not as strong was doing the knocking. Can unlocked the bunker and open it slightly. A yellow handed glove came out, “j-jax?” Pomni ask, as she recognizes the glove. What was heard next was jax voice. “Ugh, my head..” as he climbed out, Caine made sure to quickly lock and close the bunker door. Jax forgot everything that happen, or atleast forgot about finding the void and abstracting. All he knew was that he was trapped in the exit door world. But something was different, his appearance changed. (The photo above)

Basically jax has to deal with knew things not even Caine has seen before. Jax black spot will frizz up when he was made, and when he is scared or nervous, the black spot spreads and he turns into an abstract, only able to turn back to normal, or his new form when he calms down. And he hears theses voices, which is the mind of the abstract speaking, telling him to do what abstracts normally do, destroy others destroy the circus and such, this could cause jax to black out, and end up realizing he hurted others and practically almost destroy the circus, his mind doing what the voices Ask, just so they could shut up. It’s not like he necessarily feels bad, about hurting others, but it’s annoying how others have to lock him away or tie him up, and he just wake up tied up, or locked in his room.

I’m running out of battery so I will try to explain more later, let me know if you want more post about this Au

And I hope you like it!

Have a nice day