#LIKE I SAID I WILL BE THINKING ABOUT THIS ALL DAY AAAHHHHH

[robinsnest2111]

wondering who would be the first to cave and put his hands all over the old man in the afterlife au..... 👀

imo it'd be either Tommy with his limitless enthusiasm, or Vince seeing an opportunity to get one up on Tommy and Nikki :P

Nikki would probably still be too hung up on what happened in the living world and miss his chance while Tommy and Vince are already all over Mick lmao

[daintylovers]

thinking of calling stiles or thomas pretty which leads to the most hot teeth clashing make out session with then leads to the most passionate sex ever..

i don't know what i'm on tonight leave me alone ..

aaahhhhh i know its been so long but I'm really feeling stiles rn-

you guys are already making out on his bed when you whisper the words- god, you're so pretty, baby

and goddamn if he hadn't already had a raging boner, he definitely would have after that. everything about those five simple words had him gasping for air. the breathy tone with which it was said, almost like you were mid-moan. or how you were the first person to ever call him pretty. it has him pulling himself away from you, grasping your cheeks in his hands to really be able to look into your eyes.

in typical stilinski fashion, he says- do you really think I'm pretty?

you can smell the underlying insecurity in his words. what if you were just saying that to keep things all hot? what if you didn't mean it?

of course, i think you're pretty. are you crazy? god, every time i look at you i have to manually force myself to breathe. you're the prettiest person I've ever seen, and i get to look at myself in the mirror every day.

that last bit pulls a giggle from his lips. he's grinning like a dork, which only adds to your love for him.

he dives back into your kisses, tongues lapping at each other. and when he realizes he may not be winning that fight, he moves to kiss along your jaw, pulling pretty noises from your lips. his hands move up and down your waist, pushing the fabric of your shirt up higher every time, until you eventually get the hint and take the damn thing off.

his hands are pawing at your breasts but he moves further down quickly. unbuttoning your jeans and pulling them down, he has you kick them off the rest of the way.

not fully expecting to get to this point today, but happy to do so nonetheless you apologize for the pink cotton panties you are wearing. they have a little bow at the center and stiles is practically drooling at it.

he slowly pulls them off, reveling at the slick that sticks to the fabric. slightly nervous, your head is facing the ceiling as his breath fans across your center. he makes sure you aren't paying attention before he pockets the underwear- for, later purposes.

stiles specialize in kitten licks to your clit that have you squirming and gripping the sheets for dear life. you don't want to grind into his face but it seems like he wants that with the feathery touches.

but he's in one of those moods to prolong things. take his time. what a sap.

you let him continue his motions for a few more minutes. he adds a finger, pumping in and out at a steady rhythm. but it's not enough. you need more.

so, as gently as you can, you push him away from your core.

whats wrong? are you okay?

you answer him with a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips. you hands travel down to palm him through his pants. which is completely unfair, why is he not naked?

you begin unbuttoning his pants before just telling him to take the jeans off himself.

he's quick to respond, tugging them off and throwing them behind him. then he completes the job by doing the same with his boxers.

you look at him for a moment, taking him in with all his glory. his swollen lips, chest panting up and down, and his dick, head coated in pre-cum.

you both lock eyes and go for it, teeth practically gnashing together at the speed with which you throw yourselves to each other. you have one hand snaking down to start rubbing him, and he pulls away once again. breathing heavy with eyelids practically closed. he whimpers and pleads for more. just a little bit more.

so you push him onto his back, straddling his hips, quick to line him up and sink yourself onto him. he moans on impact, so loud that if his dad were home, you both would have been fucked.

he doesn't hesitate to start bucking up into you, barely giving you the chance to sink up and down at your own pace. its a play for power as he moves his fingers down to circle around your clit, finally pressing firmly enough. he speeds up his motions and it has you falling onto his chest.

stiles smiles at this, happy to have won this fight. he flips you onto your back before pistoning into you at an almost relentless pace. you both are groaning in each other's ears and in no time, he has you seeing stars. once he feels you tighten around him, he pulls out at record speed, spilling onto your lower stomach, if he had waited a second longer, he would have done it inside of you, and you would have murdered him.

he collapses beside you, taking a few moments before getting up to get a towel and some clothes.

he comes back to clean up, but there's still something on his mind- did you mean it?

you don't catch on, still in a blissful haze, so he tries again- do you actually think I'm pretty?

you laugh a little through your words- oh my god stiles, are you serious? i just let you fuck the daylights out of me and you don't think i think your pretty?

yeah, sorry. it's stupid-

no, stiles it's not stupid- its just, i don't know a better way to say this other than saying that of course your pretty because i wouldn't fuck someone who wasn't pretty.

and that, oddly enough, has his ego soaring to the skies. because, yeah, he is pretty and he gets to have sex with you anytime he wants. well, as long as you also want to have sex at that point.

A/N: I wanted to keep his personality still a little goofy and awkward- so i hope it worked lol :)

[babyhatesreality]

Hey!!! I loved your lates fic here

But I’m not sure how to think about Steve.

Would he still give her time out bc he thinks she is lying about something daddy said when she is telling the truth?

Imagine she gets in a little argument with another little one and the other one is telling her Papa that she said something mean/ a no no word. Would he believe his little one? Bc I don’t think so ☹️

AAAHHHHH I HAVE HAD THIS IDEA IN MY HEAD SINCE DAY ONE SO THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME THE CHANCE TO WRITE IT!!! <3

Listen to your Little

Pairing: Daddy! Stucky x little f!reader

Warnings: DDLG (SSC), f! reader, reader is named but name scarcely used, pet names, language, anxiety, mentions of past emotional upheaval, someone tells lies, mistrust, baby gets unfairly punished, mean Papa, mean Daddy, angst, fluffity fluff fluff fluff, everything gets worked out in the end because I always need a happy ending.

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A/N- this takes place about 2 weeks after you've moved in with Stucky, when you're still- unbeknowst to you- in your probationary period with SHIELD.

You were excited- and nervous- but mostly excited! It was your first play date with Wanda and Pietro since moving in with your daddies. You'd all met before of course, at the big welcome-to-the-family party, and gotten along famously. But this was the first time you were going over to Aunt Natasha's and Uncle Bruce's apartment to play. You and Wanda had bonded over your mutual love of Care Bears and My Little Ponies, and you were super excited to see her collection and play ponies again. You were nervous about Pietro, though. He wasn't exactly mean to you, but he didn't like that Wanda paid more attention to you than to him when you both were together. He also didn't like that you and Peter got so close, so quickly.

"C'mon, none of that now," Bucky said gently, pulling your fingers out of your mouth as he bounced you in his arms. The three of you were making your way to the elevator to go to the Banner/Romanoff floor. Bucky had noticed that you were a little hesitant when you'd left the apartment, so he had immediately scooped you up to snuggle you on the way. You had started chewing on your fingers, a sign that he'd only recently learned meant that you were feeling distress. "I don't want you to bite your fingers off. That's MY job," he teased, before pretending to eat your fingers playfully. You squealed and giggled for a moment, but eventually laid your head on his shoulder with a tiny sigh.

"What's the matter, Lovebug?" Steve asked, leaning into your view point and rubbing your back soothingly. "Are you feeling okay?" He looked around as they stepped into the elevator. He knew that SHIELD was watching their every move, and if something was wrong with you, by god he was going to figure it out in a heartbeat. He kept patting you, but you didn't speak until the doors to the elevator had closed.

"What if....what if dey don't like me?" you said, just loud enough for them to hear it.

"Wanda and Pietro?" Steve asked in surprise. "They already like you, angel. Remember how you and Wanda were playing that you were the little ponies just two nights ago?"

"MY little ponies," you corrected, your head popping up to make sure your Papa understood the very important difference in wording. He smiled.

"Sorry, MY little ponies," he said, booping you on the nose. "You two had so much fun that you fell asleep before you could finish telling us all about it, remember?" He and Bucky shared a private smirk; that had been the night they had discovered that letting you tell your own stories at bedtime was a bad idea. You had literally not stopped talking during your bath, pajamas, and being tucked into their bed. They found it so cute that they couldn't bear to stop you, but you'd continued for a good hour past bedtime until your exhausted body overcame your brain and you'd fallen asleep mid-sentence.

That hadn't gone over terribly well with the review board. They understood that Steve and Bucky hadn't wanted to stifle you, but they were concerned that not adhering to a strict schedule, no matter what, might set a bad precedent. From then on, Steve and Bucky had been fastidious about your bedtime routine. They weren't risking anything that could potentially 'set a bad precedent' and get you taken away from them.

You didn't know any of that of course- all you knew was that you were feeing a little anxious about the visit. When you didn't answer Steve right away, he continued trying to help you through this. "Tell you what, Katie Cat," he said, grinning when you smiled softly at the special nickname. "If you feel icky, or if something is bothering you, you can tell me or Daddy, and we'll all come back home. Okay?"

"Don't wanna spoil your fun..." you mumbled into Bucky's shoulder. Bucky and Steve locked eyes for a moment. They had prepared for things like this. In all of the time the three of you had spent together before this, you'd been very honest about your issues with abandonment and self-worth, and how it all tied into your need to regress. You were scared to death to do anything that might make your new and already-beloved daddies mad or upset, no matter how little it seemed.

"Baby, this time is for you, okay?" Steve said reassuringly. "We just want you to have fun with your new little friends. Daddy and I see Aunt Natasha and Uncle Bruce all the time, so if you need to leave, you're not spoiling anything. Everyone will understand, and no one will be mad. Okay?"

"Otay," you whispered back, a shy smile on your face. Bucky pressed a kiss into your hair.

"That's our girl," he said, nuzzling the top of your head with his cheek. "Do you want a paci so you don't chew on your fingers again?"

You shook your head. "No, tank you," you said politely, making them both melt. "Gonna be a big girl." You leaned back and looked at Bucky, tilting your head. If you were gonna be a big girl, you really should be walking by yourself...."Big girl later," you decided, then nuzzled back into the safety of Daddy's shoulder, making him chuckle.

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An hour later, you wondered what on earth you'd been nervous about. Wanda, Pietro, and you were currently playing the most fabulous game of Chutes and Ladders ever. The three of you had started the playdate with exploring their playroom. You were in absolute awe of the colorful and joyous chaos, and they had delighted in showing you everything. Then came the games. You hadn't played such a raucous, noisy version of Chutes and Ladders in so long and it was a blast. You were also apparently really good at it, as you placed your token on the winning block for the second time in a row.

"Wow! You are SO good at this game, Katie!" Wanda cheered, leaning over to give you a high five. "Here, high five Buttons now," she instructed, holding up her favorite teddy. You giggled and gently high fived his paw, making her laugh.

"That's not fair, that you won two games in a row," Pietro interjected suddenly into your joy. You quickly dropped your hand, feeling awkward. Pietro had been fine, if not a little quiet, when you won the first time, but it seemed like two times was his limit. You started feeling that little prickle of anxiety that you had when you were coming here.

"You're just jealous that she won and you LOST," Wanda said, sticking her tongue out. Pietro jumped up, enraged at his sister.

"I'm gonna tell Mommy that you stuck your tongue out!" he announced triumphantly.

"Then I'M gonna tell her that you're being mean to us and you'll get a time out," Wanda shot back, glaring at her brother. Pietro scowled at her, but sat back down.

"We're gonna play again and this time I'M gonna win," he grumbled.

"We don't hafta play dis game," you said hesitantly. "We can play something else. Whachu wanna play?" You bit your lip- you didn't want to lose your new friends on your very first playdate.

"This and I'm gonna win," he declared. You exchanged a quick look with Wanda, who shrugged and put her piece back at the starting block. Not wanting to rock the boat anymore than you accidentally already had, you quietly put your piece back at the beginning too.

You subtly tried to flick the spinner so you'd land on the lower numbers, but Wanda caught on immediately. "No, you gotta do it right. I want you to win again!" she said, making you retake your turn. You sighed and flicked, and of course, landed on a square that gave you a huge ladder up.

"You cheated!" Pietro said, pointing at Wanda after he realized how far ahead this made you in the game. "You made her go again and that's cheating!"

"Nuh-uh!" Wanda said hotly. "You're trying to cheat 'cause you wanna win."

"You're a big ol' dumbbell!" Pietro yelled at her. Your anxiety suddenly turned to anger at his exclamation. You knew that name calling was absolutely not allowed from any of you. On top of that, Pietro was just being mean. No one messed with your friends!

"Please stop being mean," you said, pushing yourself up to stand on your knees. You weren't quite brave enough to stand all the way up, but you definitely couldn't stay seated when your friend was being called names. Pietro's eyes narrowed at you menacingly.

"What did you say?" he said, almost daring you to say it again.

"I said please stop being mean!" you said, louder than you intended. Before you could even take a breath, Pietro zoomed out of the room. You looked at Wanda, startled. "Wha' happened?" you asked nervously. You knew that the twins weren't supposed to use their powers when they weren't on missions, so something bad obviously just happened for him to break the rules like that.

Just then, you heard loud steps pounding down the hallway. "Kaitlyn!" Papa scolded loudly as he came around the corner and into the room. You hadn't heard that tone from him before. You sat back down in shock, staring at him with wide eyes. What did you do for him to use your full name like that? "Pietro said that you were calling him names," he accused you, his hands on his hips and fire in his eyes.

"Wh-wha'? No, I didn't," you stammered, your mind spinning as you tried to figure out what was happening.

"No, Uncle Steve, she-" Wanda piped up. But Steve held up a hand to her.

"Not now, sweetie," he said, his tone just a touch softer, before he turned his glare back to you. You felt yourself shrinking down, feeling even littler than normal. "What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?" Steve scolded, his blue eyes narrowing at you.

"Papa, I didn' say nuffin' bad-"

"You know better than to call names, little girl," he said, almost as if you hadn't spoken. "There is no excuse for that kind of behavior. You don't treat your friends like that, and you don't call names, EVER."

"But-"

"But nothing. Come here, right now," he said, pointing to his feet. Scared to death, you shut your mouth and scrambled to get up and stand at his feet. "You're getting a time out," Steve said angrily, putting his hand on your back and ushering you out of the playroom.

You desperately wanted a chance to defend yourself, to ask why Papa believed that you would be so naughty. You looked up at him and inhaled as if to speak, but he immediately pointed a finger in your face. "Hush," he scolded. "Not one word." You obediently shut your mouth and tried to keep the tears from falling.

Steve led you to an empty corner in the dining room where he, Bucky, and Natasha had been sitting and chatting. Natasha and Bucky were nowhere to be seen, though. Steve made sure your nose was firmly in the corner before sitting down in the chair closest to you. "Now you think about what you've done, and when your time out it over, you're going to apologize to Pietro." It took everything within you not to make a sound or turn around at this injustice, but the fear of making Papa even angrier kept you in your place. You knew that you were not to move or make a sound in time out unless you wanted a longer one, so you kept yourself still.

Just then, you heard footsteps approaching. "Oh no," Bucky said when he saw you. "What did she do?" he asked Steve. You could hear the touch of steel in his tone, making you even more frightened.

"She called Pietro a name while they were playing their game," Steve responded, his own voice still tight with anger. "I let her know that is completely unacceptable, and she'll be apologizing when it's all over."

"Name calling?" Bucky said incredulously. He knew you had a mischievous streak a mile wide, but you had never been anything other than sweet and playful. He would never have thought you capable of that in a million years. His mind was blown at his sweet little angel being that mean.

"Apparently, they were playing a game, and when Pietro said something about wanting to win this round, she called him a 'dumb meanie-head'."

"What?!" Bucky yelled as you trembled in the corner. "Oh, she's writing lines tonight too. We are NOT letting her get away with this kind of behavior." Your insides quaked- now they were both against you and you hadn't even done anything.

"Hang on," Aunt Natasha said suddenly. "What exactly did Pietro say?" she questioned her oldest friend.

"He sped in here very upset-"

"He used his powers?"

"Yes. I don't think he meant to be bad, he was just worked up," Steve explained. You tensed up in the corner at Papa making excuses for Pietro, but still not defending you. Unbeknownst to you, Natasha noticed.

"Hmmm," she said, pressing her lips together as she thought. "Just out of curiosity, did Wanda say anything?" You couldn't see it from your viewpoint of the two walls, but the rest of the room saw Steve blush, slightly.

"Well, she tried to say something, but I...didn't let her," he said, a tad bit sheepishly. "I didn't want her to try to lie to get Katie out of trouble. We...can't take any chances right now. We need to make sure that we're...providing a healthy environment with boundaries and rules. We're not taking any chances. Not with our little girl."

Natasha knew exactly what Steve meant and that his heart was in the right place, but she also realized that you didn't fully understand all the larger implications at play here. And she knew her twins well enough to know that there was probably a lot more to the story.

"I hear you," Natasha said. "And I understand. But...just indulge me for a moment." She waited to get the nod from both Steve and Bucky before calling down the hallway. "Wanda? Pietro? Come into the dining room, please."

You tried your hardest not to fidget, but this was the worst. Your new friend and your now-mortal enemy were going to see you in trouble, and that was so embarrassing you started to silently cry again, biting down on your lip to not make a sound. You heard two pairs of feet shuffle in, but then the silence was shattered by your defender.

"No, that's not fair!" Wanda shrieked, pointing at you still stuck in the corner. "Katie didn't even do anything!!" At that, the room exploded into accusations and soothing words and frustration and anxiety, until finally Natasha made herself heard over everyone.

"Alright, ALRIGHT!" she shouted everyone down. "Wanda, tell me what happened." Pietro made a sound of indignation, but was quickly silenced. "You'll get your chance, Pietro. But Wanda is going first."

Much to your relief, Wanda quickly told the story of what actually happened, emphasizing that you had NOT called Pietro a name- you'd simply said that he was being mean. "Which he WAS," she finished sulkily, glaring at him.

A horrible, sinking feeling was settling into the pit of Steve's stomach. "Pietro, you told me that she called you a dumb meanie-head," he said, trying to keep his voice from shaking at the amount of damage he might have just done.

"It's what she MEANT," Pietro replied hotly after stammering for a moment, caught in his lie.

"NO IT'S NOT!" Wanda shrieked, outraged on your behalf. Pietro immediately started yelling back. Natasha quickly broke the argument up as Steve and Bucky both spun towards you.

"Oh my god, angel, I am so sorry," Steve said, his eyes brimming with tears. When you didn't make a move, his heart stopped for a second before he realized- he hadn't given you permission to leave the corner yet. You were being his good little girl, as always. "Lovebug, please come out of the corner. You should never have been in there and Papa is so very sorry."

You turned to him but couldn't look him in the eye. You didn't want him to see the tears that were still streaming down your face. But there was no way that he could have missed them. In an instant, he was crushing you to his chest, dropping kiss after kiss on top of your head in between apology after apology. "I am so sorry I didn't give you a chance to tell your side of the story, baby. Papa was very, very naughty today."

Bucky reached out and rubbed the parts of your back that he could touch, as you were still firmly held in Steve's arms. "And I'm sorry too, that I just jumped to conclusions," Bucky apologized as well. As someone who'd lost his own voice for years, he felt doubly guilty at taking away yours. "I will never do that again baby, I promise. Okay?" He moved in a little closer, exchanging a worried look with Steve when you didn't answer. "Angel?" he said softly. "Can you talk to me and Papa please?"

You finally turned your tear-stained face up to Steve. "I wann'ed to be a good girl today," you finally sobbed out. "Was I bad?" You were still too little to fully understand everything that had happened, but you were feeling some awful big feels.

"No Angel, you weren't bad at all," Steve said, feeling lower than shit. "You were very good to try to stand up for your friend, and I'm very very sorry that I didn't listen when you tried to tell me what happened. You are my good baby and you always will be." Steve expected you to yank yourself out of his arms and his life forever for his colossal fuck up, but the exact opposite happened instead.

You threw your arms around his neck and squeezed as hard as you could. You were so relieved that you hadn't been bad, and that things seemed to be getting back to normal, that all you could do was hold on to your Papa for dear life.

Natasha had let Pietro have his say while you and your daddies had been making up, but once he realized he was caught, he begrudgingly admitted that he had lied. He said that he'd been mad that he hadn't won and waited until Natasha wasn't near Uncle Steve to tattle. Natasha sent Pietro to his room promptly with the promise of a "long talk tonight with me and Daddy". She let Wanda worm her way into Steve's arms to hug you too. Wanda declared you the forever winner of Chutes and Ladders.

Steve and Bucky were both looking at Natasha, panic screaming in their eyes. What on earth was the board going to do with this? Would this be enough for them to take you away from them? However, Natasha smiled. "I got this," she said lovingly to her friends. She knew exactly how to manage this one with that damn board....

Later that night, Steve and Bucky each presented you with a piece of paper, in which they both had written "I will listen to my little girl" one hundred times each. Steve did two hundred, out of sheer guilt for putting you in time out on top of everything else. Your giggle at their self-induced punishments and the subsequent snuggle session started to make everything look a lot brighter.

The next morning, you were back to your normal happy-go-lucky self, thrilled with being babysat by Kate for the day. You had given your daddies big hugs and kisses before they left, promising to be good. Steve and Bucky, still feeling the residual pangs of guilt, made their way to their only meeting of the day, but one that they were very much ready for.

Natasha smiled as they closed the conference room door behind them. "Welcome gentlemen," she said, slightly teasing as they both took their seats sheepishly. "Welcome to 'Listening to your Little, 101'."

[bigdreamerpeach]

Some Beachfun in a other way

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Story request for @dollytraiter07

Lets go!

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It was a warm and wonderful day. The smiling critters wanna do some funny games but its to Hot outside

" Oh my , i'm melting guys!".

" its really Hot outside."

All of them eating ice cream or drinks something, but its not really working. Then Dogday gets an idea.

" hey , how about we all go the the beach and play somw water games."

" Sound great dogday!"

" sweet we all meet us on catnaps house."

After a while they all in swimsuits and waiting i Front of catnaps house. They also have somw water balls , swim noodles and some Snacks.

All going down to the beach.

Well.. Bubba was the first one in the water.

" Guys , the water is wonderful! Come on in!"

" We coming!"

With this all of the other smiling critters runs into the water, having a lot of fun and splash each other wet with water.

Hoppy was the one who attack kickinchicken and dogday in the water. Both are more wet as the others.

" we need a revenge bro. She get us really quit."

" Yeah you right but what can we do, she is strong."

As kickinchicken said that he hears bubba laughing. Bobby and craftycorn starts tickling him, this gives kickinchicken the great idea for a revenge

" hmmmmm i may have a idea..."

" what , watching bubba gets tickled like crazy?"

" no no no , we can tickle hoppy."

" huh?? Is she even ticklish??."

" Yeah..mostly on her sides, belly and hips, her armpits are a good spot too."

" Okay then ...lets do it !."

Both are planing how they do it ,Kickinchicken has then the perfect plan.

" Oh i know , you go behind her and hold her arms and i do the tickling ..because i have feathers."

" Okay Sound good."

Hoppy was meanwhile playing Ball with Picky. Before she can ask dogday grabs her arms and hold them above her head.

" Hey , let go dogday!".

" Nope."

Hoppy trys th get free but dogdays grip was stronger as the though. Kickinchicken walks up to them.grinning.

" revenge hoppy~." Kickin said as he wiggles his Fingers

Gosh no thinks hoppy, only kickinchicken knows this about her ...how ticklish she was.. she know she needs to get free but....

" AAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!KICKINCHICKEN!!! STOP STOP STOOHOHOOP!!!! AAAHHHHH!!!!EEEEEKKK!!!!NOHOHOHOH!!!! "

Dogday was surprised, kickinchicken not even really starts and she was laughing already. It was funny

" Heheheheheh , tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle ~ take this Hops, thats what you get."

Hoppy laughs so loud, even the other hear her and they never see hoppy was laughing like this, it was funny and cute at the time

Kickinchicken tickles hoppy for some few minutes as she gives in

" OKAY OKAY!!! I GIVE I GIHIHIHIHVE!!!! PLEASE PLEEHEHASE STOP!!!!

Kickinchicken stops tickling him and dogday let go of her arms, she catch her breath

" Oh..my ...thanks for stoping , i though i gonna die..."

" this was just a little revenge heheheh."

Hoppy chuckles

" hehehhe , you right guys".

The rest of the day others are poking hoppy sometimes. Now they know something about her to make her laughs with her heart

Hoppys sweety laughter was music in her friends ears

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There we go !!

Enjoy!!!

[evilcokito]

Coco dearie how are you??

I just saw some things here and here as always.......haha hmmm...Lila....hn...hn....................hn Tell us more dearie, tell ussss mooooreee!!!?? With Saaammmmm........ hn magical item.... I imagine them in Howl's moving castle's castle.....definitely...everything eevrywhere....to be rebuilt...or repair.... You know that rooooom.

Take care!!!!

Hope you don't mind I animated your little dearie!!!

Wanted to make smoke....buuuut........xD I have so little time

TAKE CARE!!!

CCCCAAAASSSSS HOW ARE YOU IM SO HAPPY TO READ YOUUUU AAAHHHHH- HOPE EVERYTHING IS WELL AND YOU ARE VERY WELL DRINKING CHAMPAGNE- VIODVNFDJOUVNUJOVF MOVES- I LOVE- HOW DO YOU DO THAT I LOVE HIM SO MUCH THANKKKK YOUUUU AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH- dancee danceeeeee- ITS SO CUTE CASSS LOVE IT... LILLAAAA- SO PERFECT MUA MUA.

Tell me , Tell me~~ Tell tell tell tell Tell me~~

ok… actually I did all this in self-contained short stories. Like those annoying novels where OBVIOUSLY SOMETHING IS HAPPENING BETWEEN THEM but we will never know (I like that suffering). Wrote context here, but in reality the stories are the drawing with the paragraph on the side.

Sam is neutral with Lila, and Lila with Sam. They are like co-workers who help each other to make money: colleagues. Call them friends, however Lila playfully flirts with Sam's Shadow. Says that Shadow is incapable of retaining his emotions compared to Sam the shadow is tsundere is a reflection that he cannot control, the most sincere and true part of himself. The shadow usually hides from Lila.

Lila cuts them hair ALL THE TIME ALL THE DAYS they hair is very short and messy for that. Thinks someone put some kind of curse or there is some kind of magic potion in the drink The shadows at night secretly cut a little of Lila's hair to confess. Sam knows about this problem, but doesn't know that it's his shadows who do that. As Lila rightly said: he doesn't fully control the shadows.

How dare you mention Sam + Howl again. Last time I almost died really. Really [plays the soundtrack]

" There youre sweetheart, sorry im late "

NOOOOOOOOOOO-

Lila has a room like Howl's with objects thrown everywhere, some broken, some not. Takes Sam when they have to look for something specific. They take hours there.

[lokissweater]

NICOLE. MY QUEEN I CANT THANK YOU ENOUGH :((<3 you are so gifted and talented, you are so so absolutely amazing and sweet i just adore you so much. YOU DID NOT DISAPPOINT. you gave a full course 5 star meal and i ate it ALL, once again. i’ve read fanfiction for years but when i said that your mlb megumi series takes #1 spot, i MEAN IT SO SO GENUINELY. LIKE LITERALLY THERES NOT A DAY WHERE I DONT THINK OF YOU OR MLB MEGUMI. i even love when you get questions about mlb megumi and feed us with some little info and things he does for reader.<3 your words are so amazingly put together and the way you describe things makes its so easy to imagine what’s actually going on in the story. i’ve read literally almost everything you’ve wrote and i’ve adored and appreciated every single work of yours. you are so amazing i mean that so so much. ALSOOOOO could u please please do a thanksgiving or christmas one when the time comes?! i absolutely love holiday specials!!!<3 and as always, please take care of yourself. we love and support you always and whenever you need a break, i promise you we understand!! ☺️you deserve the absolute world and to be happy forever. i love you so much queen 💝💘💖💕

YOUUUU AREEEE MAAAKINGGG MEEEE CRYYYY AND CHEW ON MY PILLOW AND ROCK ON THE FLOOR YOU ARE SUCH A BLESSING TO ME MAAANNNN !!!

i ACTUALLY cannot thank you enough for sticking around my little blog and reading what i have to share and for just being SOOO SWEEETTT AAAHHHHH your words mean so much to me my love !!!! ���🥹🥹 MWAH MWAH MWAAAAAHHHH

i feel so honored that you love mlb!megumi SNIIIFFFF that series is SOSOSO special to me and what brought a lot of you to my works and i will forever be grateful for gumi and his batting <3333

AND YESSS YOU SMART THING I WAS PLANNING ON DOING JUST THIS !! holiday specials are like CRACK to me you guys will definitely be getting more specials coming up soon !!! 💕💕💕

I LOVE YOU AND I LOVE YOU with my ENTIRE being thank you so much 🥹🥹💕💕 PLEEAASSEE take care of yourself or i will rot MWAAHHH <333

[minniepetals]

I didnt know there was a new chapter so i immediately read it AAAHHHHH

I want more 😭 i have a lot of questions and i need answers 🥲 what will happen if bangtan knew about yoongi's past... what happened to mc? how long will it take for her to heal??? and im freaking out because yoongi and mc are kinda similar... very secretive people and been through a lot of trauma :((( its nice that she trusted him and yoongi made sure he wont break that trust 😭 i lowkey want bangtan to make an effort to find out what happened to mc so they can understand her more but yeah they have a point... i cant wait for the next chapter because where is this leading??? I need more 🥲

Anyway, thank you for the update! I really love cmar and I'm so happy you're back and updating it again! Thank you so much! I'm looking forward to the next chapter!

-🌺

thank you so much bub!! regarding the questions: the boys will surely come around to knowing since they kinda know yoongi's somehow associated with the vipers (in some way shape or form) and there's a low chance they'll react badly. our girl went through a series of physical torture so it'll take some time for her to heal. there will be a brief description of what happens to her body when she wakes up and sees herself -- i didn't go too into details with it though. also yes! yoongi and y/n are very similar to one another. i think it'd be really cool if i wrote a scene where yoongi does gets angry and for y/n because out of all the boys, he's a composed man who doesn't get easily triggered so..just imagine it oop-. he's a good man overall, and even back in chapter one when their relationship was falling apart, yoongi didn't actively engage in verbally tormenting y/n, though his absence and silence most definitely had hurt her a lot.

of the boys, there are three quiet men who prefers their silence, all of them having chosen to be that way mostly due to how they were raised as children. these boys are yoongi, taehyung, and jungkook. perhaps i'll elaborate it further in the series itself but basically:

with yoongi, there's already a bit of context with him. he grew up being silenced and invisible so he's used to be quiet for the most part. he's a sincere man but does have a difficult time expressing his emotions (he's good at showing his lovers that he cares for them though, yoongi's kinda like a word of affirmation type of guy, ironically) -- emotions like the flawed part of being a human: anger, upset, sadness, etc.

we got a little bit of taehyung during the london arc. he's a hacker so he's mostly holed up in his lab and prefers not to socialize with the human population, so he's the type to be silent and observant rather than joining in the crowd and conversing. he's not someone who will feel the need to fill up the silence of a room and for the most part when he's with y/n (back when they were still together), they were always comfortable in their silence together. the two of them kinda just knows what's on the other's mind without having to say a thing

as with jungkook, there's not much around him just yet but if you look back at the flashback with the boys' pov (chapter 16), there was something jin said to namjoon during one of their disputes, saying "jungkook has gone completely silent" and that indicated a bit of his relationship with y/n, it being the fact that he was more open and talkative when y/n was around. you'll come to see in future chapters that y/n and jungkook relied on each other a lot back in the days. he loved her mostly through actions but always tried his best to speak up and change for the better for her, and when y/n left their life, it took some time to have jungkook coming back from being so silent.

there's only been one chapter to sum up the feelings of the boys and how the divorce of namjoon and y/n affected them but all in all, it most definitely hurt them in more than one way.

sorry i went on a whole rant omg, this is too long, but maybe you enjoyed reading a bit of context around three particular boys 😭

[localgardenweed]

About to lose my shit over my shitty Algebra teacher cause i think he’s the devil incarnate cause he doesn’t respect kid’s 504 plans, there is this kid who may not always show up to class on time for some reason im not sure why but they try their best to catch up and work hard and they asked to send over and take the recent test they missed in a certain classroom and he was like “No you cant, you have to show up tomorrow in here to take it” when literally in their 504 plan says they can take it in that room no one can force them to take it in their classroom, but DOES HE CARE??? NOOOOOO. I think he was just trying to be tough or smth god knows what cause he has a huge ass power complex like dear god dude we get it you were a army guy but is yelling at teens really what you wanna do to feel that high of power again?? The kid then complained to the school and he got a ass whooping but sadly not fired and then the next day was pissed as hell and took it out on all of us 😍

he doesn’t care to actually help students at all, he just gives up on them if they don’t understand the first or barely the second time and tells em to basically fuck off and find someone else to explain it and i get it teaching is hard you might not be able to get everyone to understand BUT ITS LITERALLY HIS GO TO RESPONSE WHEN YOU DONT UNDERSTAND SMTH IN HIS SHITTY RAPID FIRE EXPLANATION WHEN HE JUST JUMPS FROM THING TO THING WITH NO VISUAL OR EVEN SENSE CAUSE WTF HOW DID YOU GET THAT ANSWER HELLO?? SLOW DOWN?? We were going over the study guide and he started doing a question and then realized half way it was “too hard” to do on the board so he gave up and kept going to the next question and a kid at my table who didn’t do that part pf the study guide cause they dont know how asked “Can you go over that please i don’t understand it” and his response was “im not going over it just to fill it in” and the kid said “im not asking to just fill it in im asking cause I DONT KNOW HOW TO DO IT” and guess what. HE DIDNT DO IT HE JUST IGNORED THEM AND KEPT GOING. YOUR STUDENT IS ASKING FOR HELP AND YOU AINT DOING SHIT. HELLO??? AND THIS ISNT THE FIRST TOME HE ALWAYS PULL THIS SHIT ALL THE TIME, GOD FORBID YOU ASK A QUESTION MORE THAN ONCE THATS TOK SCARY AAAHHHHH.

I hope all his classes fails and they fire his ass cause omg there has never been anything positive said about this man that isn’t from favorites/people who already are godly at math. The average student who’s had him HATES HIM.

Im really debating like cussing him out Thursday after my final cause i cant just walk away and act like it was a okay class no he needs to get fucking humbled at least see what he does is harmful and shitty and douchey. I dont care if i get in trouble im not gonna go down like this so many kids in that class have struggled cause of his ass not doing his job. And sure some of there are rowdy and sure some are a bit off task but that doesn’t give you the right to abandon them. If i ever kicked my own bucket he would be 5 of my 13 reasons why.

[maletofujoshi]

i don’t know how to answer here. i think the crux of it is “what power do the bonds of individuals have in the face of time” and like… what can be said about that?

the house of human companionship was established in secret. the words exchanged between two friends are now remembered by no one. but is there still something of them that lasts? maybe an impression of those words was left in the interactions those friends had with others- interactions that gave way to culture, leading to more words exchanged in secret among others- love is extended to others, and things are shared, and the system is not a closed loop. so does the house of human companionship flourish? is it continuously built as time sweeps away at the foundations? are new foundations built over echoes of old foundations? certainly eons have passed since words were shared in secret, but now the covenant between men extends wider than ever, though in many ways it is closed. it is not just time that tears at what was built, people create walls and new forms of hatred every day. but the house was strengthened. but still, it’s hard to imagine that time will not eventually sweep the whole of it, an entropic end, leaving only impressions for those able to recognize them. the words spoken in secret were lost, more words will be spoken, more will be lost. the house exists in a state of being diminished, being strengthened, and being swept away. but time and the passing of it are also what allow the house to be created. An ambiguity exists in the answers, with two options to state that the house was swept away. Maybe it was, but maybe it’s all new houses, all new covenants, forming a scaffold in its place. That will too be swept away. Though, in a time it was strengthened… AAAHHHHH

[kopivie]

That idea about him losing a wing… ouch. I love it. It’s perfect. The added angst could really work considered his old master as Aphrodite, because in the original myth, despite Aphrodite being angry at Eros for disobeying her, she still loves him, but in Xiao’s case… there’s no motherly warmth to be found. His punishment is cruel and hard, with no sentiment or guilt behind it.

And then the reader still loves and accepts Xiao despite him being mutilated (which potentially has made him think himself unworthy of their love) and aaahhhhh the potential for hurt/comfort is strong here.

About the whole cliff deal… this might not be the best idea, but maybe it has something to do with Osial? As in, that’s who they’re originally fated to marry, and he could be some sea god who lingers around Liyue and occasionally terrorises inhabitants by the shore with floods and stuff. to slightly mix in another myth (Perseus and Medusa), maybe the reader was meant to be either a sort of offering to him—not to be eaten or anything like in P&M, but… appease him, which is a bit yucky—or to try and slay him, which despite their prowess, is practically a death sentence considering they are only mortal at the end of the day.

Regardless of which it is, Xiao would come in before it’s too late, either just taking them away or fighting Osial for (or with?) them, but maybe not before they’ve experienced their own share of angst and trauma (possibly near-death experiences, betrayal at how they were just left to their fate after hearing the prophecy without their loved ones making any attempt to change it, loneliness depending on how long they were there for, and so forth. Hell, to stray from the original, maybe they lost a friend/ family member/ etc. to a flood caused by Osial before, and now confronting him themselves is traumatic and painful to think about.) I like the idea of him being the one who carries them on the wind himself, but Venti could also potentially work if we want to stick closer to that little detail of the myth.

I think some liberty can be taken with the sisters’ characters, considering the reader obviously isn’t playable or has any canonical relationships to other characters, but if playable characters could be given those roles, it would probably be the most… engaging to work with, I guess, rather than conjuring up OCs solely for this purpose. The only problem is that all the Liyue cast is too nice to be jealous like the sisters are…

Also, the thing about the old god’s hatred arising from jealousy because they see themselves in the reader? Amazing.

-🎻 anon

the way i get flashes of scenes that could be written for this au... my thoughts are a little non-linear as a response, but bear with me! god i love this au so bad.

the idea of xiao swooping in to save the reader at the last moment is a good idea! like you said, adding that layer of complexity via trauma at the hands of osial is so good. throughout the fight, you have moments where you freeze or go limp when you otherwise would not. you wonder if the fear that you're suppressing is even a fraction of what your loved one felt before osial killed them.

to add another layer, maybe that loved one was the "offering" before you? and then of course you get chosen to be the offering by pure chance, but what are the odds of you being in their shoes next? you try to fight osial for revenge, but the grief that you kept locked away overtakes you and then xiao comes to your rescue when you physically cannot fight anymore.

(maybe he literally swoops in? with one golden wing and the other a fractured skeletal mess?)

the thought of the god having no remorse for mutilating xiao's wing is so heartless yet so.. WOW. i was thinking about it like... a twisted view of motherhood (or parenthood).

"i'm hurting you because i love you." or "you're always so obedient, so because you've disobeyed, i have the right to hurt you this way." or "this hurts me more than it hurts you. i gave you these wings; i gave you my trust, and now i have to take it away. look what you've made me do."

the point i'm trying to make is that xiao is held hostage literally and emotionally/mentally in this toxic relationship with this volatile god. and so when you, the reader, come into his life, you expose him to real love.

real, unshakeable love. the kind that isn't built on appearances, but built on mutual trust and understanding. eros is passionate, physical, and dare i say superficial love. but you teach him pragma — enduring love.

let me.. shift gears before i write an impromptu thing.

the sisters can probably just be close friends who voice their worries. their concerns are welcome and come from a good place, but it probably comes across the wrong way and causes the misunderstanding that sends xiao away from you.

and about that misunderstanding... the way we've been describing the reader thus far makes them incredibly unlikely to try and kill xiao in his sleep and reveal his identity by accident. i have no idea how that would happen.

because in the myth, that's what sends psyche on her trials and blah blah blah, big reunion at the end and they live happily ever after.

if this fic gets written (and i sincerely hope it does — i'm more than open to co-writing this with you!), it'd probably be a longer one. that is, if you want to touch on all parts of the plot. not adhere to it per se, but just.. touch on it. cause the rest is creative freedom :D

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

I JUST FINISHED EPISODE EIGHT AND AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

I LOVED IT SOOOOO MUCH 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰!!!!

OKAY FIRST OF ALL ISAAACCCCC MY BOYYY 🥰🥰🥰😭❤️❤️. He's been going through it but AAAHHHHH HE GRABBED THE ASEXUAL BOOK!!! I am so proud of him 🥰🥰🥰 though sir did you steal that- anyway he is in fact the most adorable ever and I love him with my whole heart 🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️❤️ <3333 :)) :DD!!! He <33.

TAO AND ELLE ARE SO ADORABLEEE!!!! AND ELLE'S GOING TO LAMBERT :'DDD!!! AND ALSO THEY'RE OFFICIALLY BOYFRIEND AND GIRLFRIEND!!!!!! WHOOOOO :'DDDD 🥳🥳🥳🎉🎊!!! AND WHEN THEY FIRST SAW EACH OTHER FOR PROM 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ STOP I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 🥰. Also their dancing SLAYED like yes they were holding up the dance floor out there 😌 (I think one of them said something like that to one of them but if not eh I still say it lol). And their pictures 🥰🥰. So cute <3. Also poor Tao trying to read her dad xD. But yeah love them so much <3333.

MY TEACHERSSSS!!!! MY TEACHER BABEYSSSS!!!! MR. AJAYI AND MR. FAROUK :'DDDDD!!!! I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 😭😭😭❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰. ALSO THE SCENE OF THE COUCH (SINGH?) TELLING HIM TO INVITE HIM SLFJGHDKHLS LOVELY. Speaking of though is every teacher at this school gay xD. Like I don't mind it at all but xD- anyway they are in fact THE most adorable <333. Also SO glad they're slightly more functional than our teenagers (though tbh who knows if it's because they're adults) and didn't just go "oh yeah :')" about it being something they shouldn't have done lol. But AAHHHH he invited him out :'D and AAAHHHHHH they're so cute 🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️😭❤️❤️. Good crying, lol <3. I love them your honor :)).

IMOGENNN :OOO??! MY GIRL!! ARE YOU CRUSHING ON SAHAR?? :DDD?? Either way love you girl happy for you over all 🥰🥰🥰. Hope you do find someone if you want though :)) ❤️❤️❤️🥰. Love her <3.

Also I know we barely saw her but Tori always so hard 😌😌😌. As always, lol xD. I love her so much <333. Just- HER <333 🥰🥰❤️😭. Good tears xD :)).

TARA AND DARCY MY BABES 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️. POOR TARA THE WHOLE DAY WAITING FOR DARCY AND WORRYING ABOUT HER 😭😭😭💔❤️. AND POOR DARCY OF COURSE ALONE AND LITERALLY SLEEPING AT A PARK 😭😭😭😭💔💔❤️. But then her finally showing up :')). BUT TARA HAVING GONE TO FIND HER 😭😭😭❤️❤️. I cry because they love each other so much and she wanted to make sure Darcy was okay but also because they missed each other xd. And VJEUANDPK DARCY'S MOMMMM- I AM READY TO KILL AND MAIM THANK YOU <3333. READY TO MURDER HER!! <3333. Poor Darcy 😭❤️. But their conversation :')). I feel so bad for her 😭 honey she LOVES you, no matter what <333. You're going through a lot and I'm sure this new part of your life (for her) is gonna take some getting used to but you love each other and you can always count on each other :')). And AAAHHHHH ALL THOSE "I LOVE YOU"S 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️😭😭❤️. GOOD CRYING DON'T WORRY :'DDD. Y'ALL I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰. T h e m <333.

CHARLIE AND NICK ARE MY BABEYS THANK YOU VERY MUCH <33333!!!! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 🥰🥰🥰😭😭❤️❤️. Good crying :')). AAAHHHHHHHHH NICK LIKE FULLY TOTALLY CAME OUT :'DDDD!!! I LOVE HIM ❤️❤️❤️❤️😭🥰. AND S T O P CHARLIE'S REACTION :'DDDD. Listen I love them all so much <333. All came to my mind for that sentence and it's true so we're rolling with it. But seriously them finally getting to be Out, like do whatever 🥰🥰🥰🥰. I'm so happy for them :')) <33. And then them deciding to leave xDD. Honestly slay lol. At least they went for a bit, that's good enough for me LOL xD.

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH ALL OF THEM AT THEIR OWN LITTLE PERSONAL PROM :'DDDD!! Like together I mean lol. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰. THEY WERE ALL SO CUTE 🥰🥰🥰. And tbh that looks like so much fun :DD. I do wish Tara and Darcy got to have a chance to be at prom together for a little while but eh yaknow :DD. This was so adorable so I'll be fine 🥰🥰 xD. Also AWW all their goodbye hugs 🥰🥰❤️. I love them all so much <333 😭🥰❤️❤️🥰.

Had to put that before the sad stuff lol xD. Now, back to Nick and Charlie 🥰. First of all that rugby camp story is adorable and hilarious 🥰 xD, and my boys are so adorable 🥰🥰. Now xd 😭. Seeing (hearing) more of Charlie's backstory was so good and SO heartbreaking 😭💔❤️. And speaking of, Nick talking to Tao was so sad and so good <333. And the same goes for his talk with Tara - it was leading up to this all episode :') 😭❤️. And it seriously was amazing. Like I haven't mentioned this so far but the ACTING!!! Y'all the acting from everyone, in this entire show (as in always) is AMAZING!! Just stunning, absolutely phenomenal. Anyway, I did know the basics of Charlie's backstory, just stuff I've found out (like form tumblr or tiktok), but seeing it portrayed in the show is just heartbreaking. It's done so well but I just feel so bad for my boy 😭😭😭😭😭😭💔💔❤️❤️❤️. And Nick supporting him <3333. It's just- FLAWLESS 😭, I LOVE THEM <3333!! AND THEN- AAAHHHHHH!!!! ALMOST AN I LOVE YOU!!!! AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!

Their goodbye :')) stop they're so cute <333. Also I found it fun that they were mismatched, like Charlie looked formal form the bottom half and Nick looked formal for the top half lol xD. Anyway 🥰. I love them so much <33. Also tell me why I was so stressed xD. Like I was like "please don't be a bad cliffhanger please don't be a bad cliffhanger" xD. Out here like "CHARLIE WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING PLEASE" XDD. You just can't take any chances lol 😭 xDD. But then AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!! I knew he wasn't gonna send it especially since I was pretty sure there would be a cliffhanger but still AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I HAD HOPE XDDD!! STILL THOUGH AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰😭😭❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰!!! I'M NOT OKAY <3333.

I seriously loved this episode, and this entire season, SO much :'))). I'm sure I'll have more to say so I'll either edit this or make more posts lol, but right now, I'm just so happy <333. It was so good, I loved it so much :)). Also, I managed to watch the entire show in less than 12 hours, which included doing several other things xDD. So, slay for me lol XD.

Oh, and as I joked to my mom, THE COUPLES!! ALL THE COUPLES!! SO MANY COUPLES LOL!! And even just relationship plots like with Isaac xD! I love them all though don't get me wrong lol <333. I was just post episode 6 talking to my mom like "and then even the TEACHERS got together" XDD. I love them all, seriously <3333 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️.

What an amazing episode, and an amazing season :). They all had such great growth, and I loved everyone's individual storylines :')). Heartstopper is just genuinely such a beautiful story - or like, a billion (okay like a dozen lol) beautiful stories wrapped up in one :')). It's so crazy to me that this can exist, that I get to see something this beautiful and sweet and silly and queer :'D. I love it so much, and I'm so grateful <333.

Thank you so much to the cast and creators, y'all rock :)). It's amazing, congratulations and spectacular job 🥰🥰🥰❤️.

I love this show so much y'all :'D.

AH okay :')). It's just past midnight and I wanna go reblog some posts lol, so I'll finish this up :D.

AND THAT'S THE END OF HEARTSTOPPER SEASON 2!!! SEE Y'ALL NEXT TIME :'D 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥰🥰❤️!!!!!

[jellostories]

AJ the Very Whimsical, Ch. 1: Spooks n' Stuff

To my parents and grandpa

One day, AJ was out playing hopscotch when she was suddenly approached by an orange-eyed ghost.

"Hello, AJ," said the ghost.

"Sacrebleu!" AJ gasped, jumping back. "Who are you? And how do you know my name?"

"Oh, I know more than that," the ghost said with a chuckle. "Like, for example, I know that this morning you asked your mother what the hangy-downy thing at the back of the throat was."

AJ shuffled her feet. "Yeah, she wouldn't tell me, though..."

"Well, I can help you find the answer you seek. All you have to do is—"

But AJ's eyes had grown glassy. "Can I call you 'Daisy'? You look like a 'Daisy'."

"What!?" the ghost sputtered. "'No! I'm a guy, and besides, that's completely—"

"I know someone from school named Daisy," AJ said, oblivious to the ghost's dismay. "She goes by Flower, though, and she's pretty good at the cello."

"Daisy" was completely rattled. "For the love of Pete, girl, could we please just focus on—"

But AJ had already gone back to playing hopscotch, humming "Need Somebody to Love."

Daisy sighed. "Now I know how The Boogeyman feels..."

~~~~

After roughly half an hour of redirecting, Daisy finally convinced AJ to stick a popsicle stick down her mom's throat to find out what the hangy-downy thing was.

~~~~

Later that night...

AJ, in her pink turtle pajamas, waited until her mother was asleep. Then, she snuck down to the TV room where Blaze was conked out on the couch.

Trembling, AJ slowly moved her Popsicle stick toward her mother's mouth. But just four inches away, she burst into tears.

Daisy materialized in front of AJ, exasperated. "Good gravy, girl!" he exclaimed. "Even Jason the Werewolf has more brains and guts than you!"

"Wh-Wh-Who's – hic – th-th-that?" AJ choked out between sobs.

"Oh, c'mon!" Daisy said, his patience wearing thin. "Surely you must've heard about werewolves at school!"

"My name's – hic – AJ, not – hic – Shirley."

Daisy let out a howl of rage, his orange eyes flashing. "THAT'S IT!" he roared. "THAT'S THE LAST STRAW! I'M TAKING YOU TO WHERE THE SUN DON'T SHINE!"

"Seattle?" AJ hiccupped.

"SHUT UP!" Daisy yelled.

With a swipe, the specter cut AJ's leg, making her cry out. Then, he picked her up and raised her to his mouth.

"Goodbye, Angel K. Arquette, Jr.!"

Just as Daisy was about to attack AJ, Surly shell-spun into the room and threw a bucket of Anti-Spirit Oranges™ at the ghost. Daisy howled in agony and dropped AJ, who picked up her turtle and ran into the bathroom, screaming.

This proved futile, of course, as Daisy just phased right through the door.

“You idiots! Why the dickens would you think a locked door could stop a ghost!? Wrack your freakin’ brains, if you even have any!”

AJ and Surly screamed as AJ ran into the storage closet. Blaze stirred slightly. "No, not that one, Ollie, the blue is my favorite..." she moaned.

Eventually, Daisy cornered AJ and Surly. "You have irked me for the last time, AJ," he growled. "Now it is time for you to die."

"Ok, but could I at least kiss a boy first?" AJ requested.

"Oh, for the love of Pete, SHUT UP!" yelled Daisy.

The ghost sliced at the air and accidentally cut open a crate of oranges, spraying himself with juice.

"AAAHHHHH!!! MOMMY!" he screamed as he melted into a pool of ectoplasm.

The screams woke up AJ's mother, who, upon seeing the mess, took her straight to bed.

~~~~

The next morning...

AJ woke up and went to the kitchen where her mom was eating waffles.

"Bon matin, AJ," she said.

AJ, still half-asleep, muttered, "Mmm, bon matin, Mommy."

AJ went to the cupboard, and Blaze looked up and noticed a hole in her pajama bottoms.

"Angel Kallie Arquette, Jr.!!" Blaze gasped.

AJ flinched. "Ou-Oui, Mommy?" she squeaked.

"YOU ARE A LADY! WHY ARE YOU EXPOSING YOUR UNDERPANTS!?"

AJ blushed and poured her cereal quickly, sitting down to hide her panties.

Blaze, hysterical, began to sob. "THIS IS ALL MY FAULT! I AM A FAILURE AS A MOTHER! MY DAUGHTER HAS YET TO CLIMB THE LADDER OF LADYHOOD THANKS TO ME! AJ, GOD, OLLIE — SI’L VOUS PLAIT, FORGIVE ME!"

Blaze stormed out of the kitchen, revealing a hole in her tank top that exposed a pimple on her back.

AJ started eating, her face still red, not noticing the orange-eyed ghost snickering in the window behind her.

[autobot-ratchet]

MTMTE 20-22

MTMTE 20

aww Ratch, no, don't let Pharma get you down... I mean I don't blame him, Pharma set this up to be as psychologically damaging to Ratchet as possible, but it sucks to see it working

Cyclonus being able to use a great sword is still so good

right, I forgot that Magnus lured Rodimus to Luna-1 to get Tyrest to straighten him out. He didn't quite mean for all this to happen, but yeah he is why we're here

lol Pharma's only here bc Tyrest needed a test subject for the killswitch lmaoooooooo

man. Shame Getaway turned out to be such a dick because he's almost kinda cool and charming in his intro scene lmAO I mean I know that's the point, he didn't really plan his mutiny from the start, it was Megatron being put on the ship that really made him do it (and maybe a little bit of personal resentment for Rodimus) but like. You could've been cool, man lmAO especially if someone as cool as Skids could be his partner like the possibility could've been there

oof, First Aid getting spicy with Ratchet... I mean he's got a point, and Ratchet agrees with him but man. So fraught........

“He doesn't anything. He's dead. That's the point.” god I agree so much with First Aid on this one. Like, I guess I understand why people would think that killing someone who does a lot of harm makes you just as bad, the weight of a life on your conscience weighs heavy no matter what, but like. If you kill Pharma, he will no longer be able to hurt anyone and y'all are not going to carry on his murderous legacy or whatever, it's fine lmAO

god. Fuck Star Saber lmAO

I love how much brainfuckery goes on in these comics, it's so fascinating

It's also fascinating to see these little glimpses of Cybertronians everywhere else being affected by the killswitch, seeing some other examples of cold constructed bots

MTMTE 21

hell yeah Tailgate, get his ass

HELL YEAH MINIMUS, GET HIS ASS

HELL FUCKIN YEAH CYCLONUS, GET HIS BITCH ASS!!!!!!!!

I know Cyclonus gets to bisect this bitch later in the story but. He should've been allowed to kill Star Saber right then and there lmAO you know Star Saber took him being warped away to be divine intervention or some shit

yeah I'm definitely right about Pharma doubling down on the villain act out of guilt, him not being able to go through the portal practically confirms it. And Skids can... at least he gets to feel that here, it still fucks me up immensely that once he fully remembers his repressed trauma, it makes him feel so much guilt that it kills him... BUT that day is not today, he can still have this right now

Oh, First Aid... like I said, it still weighs heavy no matter what........

I remember seeing a post about this a long time ago, but man Rodimus and Magnus truly do see each other at their worst in this arc. I love it lmAO

fuck I wish I could remember exactly what it is that Skids is speaking to here lmfAO I remember it being revealed at the end of Lost Light, but I do not remember what it actually is, I gotta remember this bit so I can better understand once I get there

love this little fake-out of Cyclonus fantasizing about pushing Whirl into the smelting pool, it's so funny lmAO just “ha ha jk”

love that Tailgate used the knowledge he gained from Magnus's grueling lessons to save the crew lmAO

I've said it before and I'll say it again because it still hits exactly as hard, this fucking page where Cyclonus stabs Tailgate with his great sword, giving him a piece of his own spark, is one of the most romantic things I've ever seen lmfAO god..... the way Cyclonus lowers his head against the sword's hilt, the way Tailgate feebly reaches up for him, the intertwining of violence and vulnerability, both physical and emotional, fuuuUUUUUCK

aaahhhhh, Cyclonus is all fixed up, including the replacement horn Tailgate made for him, and Magnus respects him and welcomes him onto the crew for real.... nndhgasfkdfgns

oh that's right, it's time for another bit of prose

Rodimus finally starting to get his act together... you love to see it but damn did we have to go through some shit to get here

gfhjdsk Minimus being like “you look like you're about to fall apart” and Roddy being like “I'm fine. *piece of his arm falls off* ...Well I'm not bugging Ratchet about it now”

everybody working together to find a cure for Tailgate... even when they find cures for a bunch of other infamous diseases, they're just like “aw that's nice” and set it aside because the one for Tailgate is more important, auwwghdfhHGSDFHWUH

oh yeah, this is where we figure out that Fort Max is leaving the Lost Light to stay on Luna-1 lmAO I remember not reading these little bits of prose the first time around because I didn't realize they weren't just more fan messages so I was just like “man we haven't seen Fort Max in a while”

I do like that it was never Rodimus's plan to make Drift take the fall, Drift insisted, mostly because he always knew this was going to be his role in the Overlord project. Honestly the whole Overlord situation is so fucked, it's hard to blame any one person involved, save for Prowl lmfAO like truly everyone made the wrong decision simply by getting involved in the first place, but Prowl absolutely pressed specific buttons in Rodimus to get him to agree, everything went according to his plan up until Chromedome accidentally let him know that Megatron was alive.

“I won't let you do this for me.” “I'm not doing it for you. I'm doing it for everyone else.” like I fuckin SAID, it's all about the quest, it's all about the vision he got. Sure, Drift likes Rodimus, this isn't a case of him just putting up with him for the sake of the quest, but it is a case of him putting up with the consequences of Rodimus's actions for the sake of the quest. Also, I'm realizing I might have the nature of Drift's vision wrong, I thought the end goal of the quest was to restore Cybertron, but Drift's saying they need to find the knights in order to combat some kind of impending threat. I mean I know that it's the end boss of the story, but I didn't realize that Drift knew about said end boss, I thought he had a vision of Cybertron being restored lmAO I was just straight up incorrect. I was under the impression that the vision that got the quest started in the first place was one of the Knights and Cyberutopia making general life better for everyone and the vision he gets after the Dying of the Light was the one about the end boss but no, he appears to already know about the end boss. And this is why we do a little rereading lmfAO I do not remember specific details like this

love that Swerve got to use his metallurgist skills to help save Tailgate, we stan a multitalented king

also Love Ratchet having to help Minimus put the Magnus armor back on lmfAO love that he ended up putting his foot in his mouth when Minimus asked about the other Magnuses, makes me feel better for making him fuck up talking to Drift in the fic I wrote

aww I forgot this is where Red Alert wakes back up too, damn I just missed out on a bunch of important plot shit during my first readthrough lmfAO oops

ah right, we have to go back to Cybertron and get involved with Barber's writing again lmAO but not quite yet, we get one more issue before that

MTMTE 22

I remember reading somewhere that the scene that Magnus removed from Rewind's film was of him dancing around in his office, which is just. God Rewind would thrive on TikTok lmfAO

I do not know what this second thing Magnus censored is lmfAO

I like that once Cybertronians and Stentarians meet they immediately start trying to one-up each other, starting with “my war lasted longer”

everyone responding to the question “Are you happy” is so good, what an excellent question to be able to ask your characters as a writer

eyyyy Thunderclash time, god this dude is so funny, I love how much of a mary sue he is, completely unironically I enjoy it so much lmAO

Rodimus is so fucking jealous it is hysterical lmAO and Thunderclash is so perfect that he just takes all of Roddy's passive aggressive jabs at face value and answers with a sincerity that just makes everyone admire him more I fucking love their dynamic it is pure gold

Swerve doesn't even know he just used god as a baseball bat. Deadass I can't stop thinking about that, every single bit of this comic with Rung in it has just got me like “that's straight up god”

aww man I forgot that Skids tried to show Rewind's film to the Circle of Light and they all hated it, that's such a bummer

“I have this theory that we're the Knights of Cybertron.” “I think Drift's right, in a way. This has never been about the knights. It's about us.” Drift continues to be correct about the quest. Okay maybe not like. Completely correct he's more abstractly correct and Rung is more literally correct but wHATEVER I GOTTA HYPE UP MY BOY

[flareforthedramatics]

Post-Debut Nerves

Sooooo this is my first fanfiction since Dec 2022, and what better way to break this writer's block than to write about the new cutie that is Shiori! I love her sm~ anywho just an idea that came to me the other day that I wanted to quickly write, so enjoy <3

Not beta-read, I just wrote and posted it because that's how I roll aaahhhhh

Link to Ao3 version

"...and I hope you enjoyed today's first stream! Until next time, that's all for now." 

Shiori then clicked stop stream on her OBS and breathed a sigh of relief. Debut stream: complete! 

After a few minutes, she realized how hungry she actually was. Chuckling to herself, Shiori got up and walked to the kitchen to grab something to eat. She opened her fridge and stared at the contents, wondering what she should eat. Grabbing a pair of dull scissors, she picked up the leftover sushi from the other day. 

As she ate, Shiori remembered chat’s reaction to her telling them she eats with scissors. She found it amusing at their bafflement. ‘Reminds me of what kids at school used to say when they found that out.’ she thought to herself. Upon remembering this however, she began remembering what usually followed with that. Mean comments, kids not wanting to play with her, weird looks, teachers shrugging when she complained to them, and many more that she did not want to remember right now. 

Suddenly, Shiori felt a surge of panic at the next thought that entered her head. ‘What if the same thing happens with streaming, but on a bigger scale??’ She tried to calm herself down at the thought, but the panic already set in. Tears filled her eyes. She couldn’t go back to what it was like in school. She didn't know if she could handle it if millions of people would treat her like that. ‘They’ll think I’m a freak…I already know it. I shouldn’t have said any of that during my debut…’ 

She looked down at her plate and saw two pieces of sushi left. Not feeling hungry anymore, she threw them out and decided to just go to bed. Slowly, Shiori worked her way to her bed to change into her PJs.  As she got ready for bed however, she suddenly heard her phone buzzing...loudly. Curious, she picked it up and noticed it was her Twitter Notifications going crazy. Unlocking her phone, she opened Twitter and checked the notifications. What she saw caused her to burst into tears.

Love. So much love from everyone. From viewers praising her for the strong debut, to fellow Hololivers welcoming and congratulating her, and even Vtubers from other agencies welcoming her to the space. She scrolled through her notifications, reading as many replies and @ mentions she could. What baffled her was that people said they loved her because of her quirks and “weird” habits, and not despite them. Everything that Shiori was scared of being rejected for were the reasons people loved her.

Shiori let her tears fall as she processed everything going on. She never dreamed that she would receive this much love and support despite showing how “weird” she truly was. 

Drying off the tears, Shiori shut her phone off and laid down in her bed. She knew that she had to give this her all now that this many people were already a fan of her. Smiling to herself, the last thought she had before drifting off to sleep was ‘I will give them everything they want, as a thank you for accepting me for who I am’.

[sarayoon]

Sara couldn't help but chuckle at Max's comment. She had, in fact, had given him some kimchi, which, Hanbin spent a long time whining about it being too spicy. Plus, it'd given him a stomachache, too. Unlike many judged her to be, she could be a horrible mother sometimes, especially since most things, she learned the hard way. "Take him to your place for a weekend and have him eat spicy food, then tell me how did that go." The brunette teased, sticking her tongue out at Max in a playful way. "Teokkbokki are rice cakes." Sara explained as she busied herself with the meat. "We usually have them in spicy sauce because they're very bland. But whenever I make it for him," She said, motioning her head towards the little boy, far too entertained with his lettuce wrap to pay much attention. "I don't add a lot of gochuchang."

When Max mentioned serving himself, Sara chuckled. "Oh! Of course you can serve yourself!" Sara bit softly on her bottom lip. Maybe she should've explained what it meant to serve someone else? If she did it now, would it seem weird? "That's not helping out, though." Because, as much as she loved trying to be a good host, she also wasn't going to sit there and serve him all through the day. That reminded her far too much of the type of wife Junho's mother wanted her to be, and that was definitely not Sara. That's why she also wanted for Hanbin to let Max do things by himself. "Work has been okay. We're preparing to receive a new itinerant exhibition, so it's been all about re-reading paperwork and getting everything ready." She said as she took the well-done meat from the grill and placed the meat plate in the center of the table, then adding more meat to the grill. "Woah... a tattoo both at a wedding? That sounds so rad! They'll be all temporary, right?" She assumed, given the fact the artists wouldn't have time to sanitize everything in between a tattoo and another.

Once Hanbin had fed his hyung, he made sure to make another lettuce wrap and offered it to his mother. "Eomma, aaahhhhh!" Sara chuckled, asking him to walk around the table and give it to her. When he did just that, she smiled, humming in pleasure as her little one returned to his spot right beside Max. "Hanbin-ah. 많이 먹어." Eat a lot. She said in Korean as she gestured for her son to eat with the invisible spoon she was holding and watched with a smile as the little boy nodded, then dug into his rice bowl to eat. "Hyung! 많이 먹어!" He repeated his mother's words, taking one piece of his meat pile and placing it in Max's rice bowl, too. And before Max could interject, Sara smiled at him. "You know... in our culture it's a traditional way to show respect and generosity to serve food to someone else." And keeping traditions alive when she lived in such a diverse family like her own, sometimes was hard. "I didn't think it would've bothered you earlier. I should've said something then." But at least now, she was explaining. "I'm so sorry if that bothered you. But really... eat." Sara smiled, motioning her hands towards his food. "I'll just keep adding more meat as we eat."

Sara took a few bites of her own food, downing it with the soju placed in front of her, sharing her attention between the five-year old in front of her and the grill. / @max-cortez

He knew little of being a parental figure, though it was something he'd wanted more than anything else after finding out that he and Chey had been expecting before their loss. Perhaps he could have learned, but the gentle correction offered by Sara was all too much proof that he wasn't solid fatherly material. "Right. See, I would have let him give it a go. Have to build up that spicy tolerance somehow," he half teased through a silly look down at Bin. Max gave his best effort at echoing what she'd said, but he fell short mid-way through, a nervous flush riding to his cheeks in the form of scarlet blotches settling beneath his cheekbones. "What's that?"

The playful swat caused his outstretched arm to retreat back to his lap. His head fell to the side as he shot the woman a look of amused disbelief. "Really? But you went through so much effort to prepare everything. I think that the least I can do is serve myself, but, if you insist," he trailed off, accepting defeat. He'd eat, but he wouldn't touch his food until Sara had sat down to start on hers. However, he absolutely would scoop of the alcohol she'd only just sat before him. "Thank you," he beamed beneath the brim as he lifted it to his lips for a long drink and warm reminder of what they'd shared at the campfire.

"It's good. My boss actually just offered me a little extra money this month. I guess someone asked him if he'd set up for tattooing at their wedding reception and he asked if I could help him out." In between explaining, he offered yet another round of quiet gratitude as his plate began to fill up. "How about you? Staying busy?"

Lips had parted to respond, but before he got a chance, Bin had started his own go of making a lettuce wrap for him. Max watched in silence, offering a smile and nod in the few instances that the child looked up to ensure that he was still watching. It was a much better job than he could have done and once Bin was finished, Max ruffled the top of his hair and peered up at Sara. "He's helping me out, it's no problem." He gave her a genuine smile that reassured her of this. "Now, think you can settle in and enjoy some food with the two of us?"

@sarayoon

[dixonlvr-online]

Cookie revelations

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader, Carol Peletier x Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Cookies! Realizing feelings! AAAHHHHH

Genre: Fluff

A/N: Even though Daryl isn't technically in this, I still loved writing it so so much.

Blood, guts, and gore. Flour, sugar, and butter. Two very different pictures, both evidence of a crime scene.

Where you currently stood was the latter scenario: in the kitchen, surrounded by a mess of your own making. Daryl had gone off with Aaron on a recruiting trip a few days prior, and since your shift at the guard tower wasn’t until later, you were bored.

It was weird, having the time to get bored. Your group had only joined Alexandria a couple of weeks ago, so you were still adjusting. Not constantly moving, or worrying about food and water, was great for your physical health. Your mental health, however, was taking a decline.

You wiped your forehead with your sleeve, groaning when you realized it was covered in flour. You’d had the bright idea to bake cookies to fill the time. Carol had inspired you with her cookies at the party, and reminded you how much you loved baking in your old life. Unfortunately, you had always relied on a detailed recipe and proper ingredients.

You’d gone to the pantry to gather ingredients earlier that day, but Olivia had explained the rationing system and you’d had to make do with some substitutions. You’d heard the possibility of substituting applesauce for eggs, so you’d grabbed that. Except now, you had no idea what to do with it.

You stared down at your bowl of mix. It was way too watery, and somehow, it was yellow. You didn’t even want to know how that happened. You sighed, leaned into the counter. If only Daryl were here to see this. He’d have a field day, you thought.

The creak of the front door sounded, followed by footsteps. In walked Carol, hand raised in greeting until she saw the mess in front of her. You watched her bite her lip, holding back a smile, before she couldn’t take it anymore and laughed.

You fake scowled at her in response, but even you couldn’t help but laugh along with her. You must be a ridiculous sight, all covered in flour and milk and whatever else you’d managed to spill. 

Carol wiped a tear from her eye. “Wow. I didn’t think I’d see this today,” she laughed. You gave her a sheepish smile.

“It’s been a long time, okay? I’m out of practice,” you said. Carol walked over and peered into your mixing bowl. She took a moment to survey your setup as well, nodding her head in approval at the ingredients you’d chosen.

“You’ve got the right idea. You bake much before?” she asked. You nodded, though it lacked conviction.

“I used to, a little. It was a hobby more than anything. I never got good enough to be…off book,” you explained, gesturing to the mess as if it were evident.

Carol smiled. “Well, I’m sure we can fix this. Let’s see what we’ve got…” Carol got to work grabbing ingredients and adding them to the mix. She explained what she was doing as she went, giving you some helpful tips while you listened intently. Finally, the cookies were mixed, scooped, and in the oven, a timer set to go off when they were done.

“So,” Carol chimed, washing her hands, “what’s the occasion? Or did you just feel like baking cookies?” You smiled.

“Honestly, I just don’t know what to do with myself. I have guard duty, sure, but only for part of the day. I feel useless the rest of the time,” you said, exasperation creeping into your voice.

Carol nodded in understanding. “Yeah, I’ve been feeling that way too. The sweet old lady act gets you far, but it also gives you nothing to do. Why do you think I’ve been trying so many new recipes?” she mused, taking a seat beside you.

You sighed. “I wish I was out there with Daryl. At least then I’d be doing something useful. It was so…simple, out there. I mean, it was hard, but we only had one task: survive. Here, back in the ‘real world,’ everything’s so complicated,” you said, anxiously picking at your fingernails as you spoke.

Carol listened, nodding along. You could tell she understood what you were saying, could feel the difference like you could. The surprising toll it took on you was eating away at her too. She reached for your hand.

“This type of living is overly complicated, yes, but we have to remember some things. One, these people don’t know what it’s like out there. They’re weak,” she said, “and we’ve gone through a lot more than they have. It makes sense for us to be bored, to feel useless. We’re being forced to adapt to their way of living.”

You smiled at her, nodding as she spoke. You didn’t like to join in with Rick and Carol when they diminished these people’s experiences, but you couldn’t help but agree with some of their sentiments. These people had no idea what life was like out there, the hardships you’d faced. It was hard to connect with people who could never understand.

“Here’s the most important thing,” Carol continued. “We’re still here, alive, and we get to be here, within a civilization. That comes with responsibilities, yes, but also choices. We can choose who we want to be here. Who we want to be with. What we can do.”

You furrowed your brows, her words sinking in and forcing your thoughts inward. Who did you want to be? Who did you want to be with? How could you know these things about yourself when you’d been moving day-to-day for so long?

You thought back to the prison, the last time you were all “safe” and “within a civilization.” All the time you’d spent there, hunting in the woods, keeping watch in the tower, laughing around the bonfire. And who’d been beside you the whole time.

“Carol,” you interrupted, “when are Daryl and Aaron supposed to get back?” Carol grinned, instantly getting your meaning. She turned to read the clock on the wall behind her.

“They should be back any time now, actually,” she said. You smiled, squeezed her hand, and stood up.

“I’ll see you later, okay? We can taste test the cookies this evening,” you called, already at the front door. You didn’t wait for a response, just took off down the road.

There, at the gate, was Daryl Dixon, riding in on his motorcycle. Your best friend since the prison, the person you’d spent countless hours talking and laughing with, the man you’d come to love more than anything.

If this was your life now, then so be it. If you were given choices, you knew which path to take.

He was your choice. Who you wanted to be. Who you wanted to be with. Daryl was your answer to everything.