#NOO I WISH I HAD MONEY

[woundliqour]

I wish peoples main gripes abt vaping weren't that its like. Idk not as cool as cigarettes, or oh noo it's so much more dangerous, or how dare you flavor it now kids want it, and had more to do with like. the shift from refillable rechargeable devices with juices sold at dif nicotine levels to support gradual cessation, to like. Can't remember the last time a smoke shop sold a new juice flavor, but they're looking at probably 30 new brands of disposable vapes w cobalt in every new flavor on earth. which end up littered all over the place half the time anyways. and you don't even save money with them longterm.. idk it makes me so mad

[semyla]

Birthday disaster

Tw: No romance 👎 face rashes, skin problem.

Summary: You work for Crocodile in Cross Guild, and it was your birthday, sadly you didn’t get to enjoy it because of certain clown with a red nose had pulled a nasty prank on you.

You woke up early, more early than usual actually. It was your birthday and you had everything ready to show that you were celebrating it. It made you feel good the breakfast you got that morning.

Everyone around you had wished you a happy birthday, even your boss Sir Crocodile said happy birthday, not directly, but in his own way giving you the afternoon free from work if you finish early and leaving you to go out and do whatever you want. It made you very happy, and more the gift that Buggy left you, a face cream you used that day.

Buggy, was like an annoying little brother to you. Rarely when you weren’t at work you would spend time with him, sometimes he would prank you.

This time he has gone very far with them.

That face cream was going to turn your face red, just like if you had painted over it. Buggy was giggling to his idea, it was the best birthday prank he could have give you. Later on he was going to give you a cake, probably smash it on your face on it, who knows, he just anticipated for that reaction of yours.

As the hours had gone by, you did your best to focus on your paperwork in hopes to finish early, excited on to what you could do in your special day, maybe go to a spa or go eat your favorite food or maybe buy the things you have been eyeing on, since you been saving a lot of spending money for today. Okey, you need to stop and focus on your work, otherwise you will never finish. You thought to yourself.

You look in the mirror and then you scream, making your boss almost drop his cigar. You furiously ran out of your shared office, leaving a Crocodile confuse of what must have happened. He was definitely going to yell at you for doing that.

“BUGGY!!!” You scream furiously approaching his room, making him fall off and hide.

“BUGGY!!! IM GOING TO KILL YOU!!!” You screamed furiously.

“BUGGY ANSWER ME!!!” You said spinning around the room searching for him, the rage and itchiness had you blind.

“BUGGY! YOU EAT SHITTING CLOWN WHERE ARE YOU!!” You scream again, and scratch your neck.

He saw your face and was mortified when he saw the skin rashes growing on your face. As you scratch your neck in desperation looking around for him.

“DAMN YOU CLOWN!!! I WILLL MUDER YOU!!!” You screaming left the room, in search for him.

Buggy was horrified and mortified, now he was in deep shit.

Buggy ran out of the room, in opposite direction from you in hope not to encounter you. It’s been minutes now in the hallways he encouters Galdino.

“Galdino have you seen Crocodile’s assisatan?!” Buggy asked scare and desperate.

“I just know they came out screaming from Crocodile’s office, they had rashes all over their face” Galdino responded.

“Face rashes?!” Buggy repeated shocked, even when he saw it with his own eyes he still couldn’t believe the rashes you had.

“Rashes or some type of acne. I don’t know, but they look horrible” Galdino responded.

Buggy’s face drop and then worries for what will happen to him start rising now.

“What’s the matter? Did you have to do something with it?” Galdino asked him, smirking already knowing the answer.

“I don’t know what went wrong they were suppose to turn red like face paint the scream was suppose to be a small birthdays prank, were they furious?” Buggy jaw had dropped and went back right at his face as he talked scare for his life.

“Furious? Furious is very little” Galdino said.

“They going to send me to the after life, im going to die!” Buggy whine in terror.

“Have you dig your grave yet?” Galdino asked touching his nose making a honk noise.

“Noo!” Buggy slap his hand away.

Buggy heard your screaming voice and went on running out, making Galdino crack a laugh.

Sadly, when you went to find Galdino on the hallway Buggy was long gone, Galdino not giving you too many details of where he went and giving you nasty looks. It’s been hours and your face itches now, you had to pull bold moves.

You entered the Mihawk’s room he was having tea with Perona when they both turn to look at you shocked, at least Mihawk kept his shock hidden.

“Where is that imbecile you two call ‘partner’!?!?” You said entering furiously.

Mihawk and Perona looked at you, both still in shock.

“What happen?” Mihawk asked calmly, putting his tea down after he gave a sip.

“He gifted me a face cream for my birthday and I used it this mornig” You responded.

“Gross… Happy birthday” Perona said, looking at you, gross out and shocked with her hands on her face.

“What could have gone wrong?” Perona asked.

“Why would have this gone right?! Where was my head at for trusting that stupid clown!” You said hysterically.

“That’s not suppose to happen with face creams“ Perona said standing up.

“Well then it happen!” You responded back desperate.

“I could try to help you, it seems to get very bad though” Perona said standing up and flying up to you.

“Then move! I can’t have my face to look like this! it’s itching my whole face and it’s going to my neck!” You said desperately scratching.

Perona was about to rushed out until Buggy burst in.

“MIHAWCK YOU HAVE TO-“ Buggy looks around all of you three.

You stop scratching and you look at Buggy furious.“MIHAWK! PLEASE HELP ME!” Buggy yelled entering the room.

“CROCODILE’S ASSISTANT IS AFTER… me..” He stop after he saw you, Perona and Mihawk and started screaming after you started running towards him at full speed.

“That smells very good, I need to get a spoon of that” Alvina said, looking around for a spoon after smelling the food one of the chef was cooking up, Mr. 1 had gone inside looking for something to drink.

Alvina scream at the sight of a bodiless hand giving her a spoon, alerting Mr. 1.

“SHHH!” A voice said, the a hand opened a cabinet showing Buggy’s head inside.a cabinet.

“What are you doing!?” Alvina asked Buggy.

Buggy’s body part had jump out of the kitchen cabinet and had come together to make him whole.

“They have their face full of rashes and they want to kill me! Haave you seen their face?” Buggy said, Alvina was confuse, but Mr. 1 had already know what had happened. Buggy said.

“Yes, I have, I dont want to say horrible, but they look very bad” Mr. 1 said in a calm manner.

“You don’t even have to mention it!” Buggy yelled.

“What?” Alvina asked, looking at Daz.

“I’ll explain it to you later” Mr. 1 responded, looking back at her.

“The cream was supposed to be a prank! The cream was supposed to be a prank to turn their face red like facepaint no full of rashes!”

“I can imagine what kind of stupidity you pulled on them, thankfully not me” Alvida said touching her face, imagining what he could have done to your face.

“I dont know what happen! Maybe they used the cream wrong or mixed it! or something! Pleasee the gods from above on the sky protect me!” Buggy begged.

“Hell no! You can protect yourself outside!” Alvina yelled.

“But where am I suppose to go?!” Buggy asked.

“Outside! Go! Now!” Alvida yelled ready to kick him out, but Buggy bails.

Alvina looks back to Mr. 1, she chuckles a little and he shakes his head on how crazy the situation was. The den den moshi shows up it was a call from Crocodile to Mr. 1.

“Daz, where did my asistant ran off to?” Crocodile

“Last time I saw them they were in Mihawk’s office, after that they were running after Buggy” Daz Bones responded.

Of course that clown can never be out of trouble, Crocodile thought to himself. I got no time to be fooling around, bring them to me” Croccodile said and Mr. 1 hanged up, now he was in search of you.

“Bring me that clown and my assistance at once” Crocodile said before hanging up.

After Crocodile put the den-den moshi down, Mihawk and Perona came in, Perona holding skin products.

“Mihawk, Perona” Crocodile said acknowledging they presence in his office.

“Do you have any knowledge of what is going on between your assistant and that clown?” Mihawk said, making Crocodile sight and light up a cigar.

“I can’t be dealing with this” Crocodile said, exhaling the smoke from his mouth.

There was silence for a moment, before a loud screaming and yelling was heard, Daz now had join the situation, calmly preventing you from sending Buggy to meet his own creator and a filed of flower.

You grab Buggy by his hair while you walked At Crocodile’s office everyone had gathered around, tracking you and Buggy to solve the issues that was going on.

“I don’t hire you to scream and shout or to be fooling around with clowns” Crocodile said to you, after you ran off like that.

“Im very sorry sir, it will never happen again, I promise” You said apologetic.

“And you..” Crocodile turned to a very beat up Buggy. “How many times I told you to leave my assistant alone with those stupid pranks?”

“I’m very sorry, I won’t pull anymore pranks anymore” Buggy whine as his body kneel on the floor and his head being on Crocodile’s desk.

Crocodile grabs Buggy’s hair and tosses his head back to his beaten up body. While Perona use face products to heal the rashes on your face.

“I don’t even know how to thank you enough, Perona. You are a live savior, you are even doing so much for the cross guild, unlike certain clown”

“No problem! Although you should go follow a skin care routine more often, or go to a spa, we can go to-“ Perona interrupted by you.

“Okey, I get it, it’s bad. How long will it heal?” You asked.

“A month” Perona crossing her arms, not liking about you interrupted her.

“A month!?!” You said, you just wanted to kill yourself right there and there.

“A month! So, don’t go around without any facial cream or skin route!” Perona pouted.

“Im going to kill myself, and before doing so, im going to drag you to hell with me, Buggy!” You said passive aggressively, turning to look at Buggy.

“How is this my fault?! How was I supposed to know the prank was going to go this wrong!” Buggy said getting up in your face.

“Are you for real? Are you seriously asking-“ You said painfully grabbing his nose.

“Quiet, you two. As a matter for right now, I need you both to stop fooling around and get back to work, you are falling behind and you need to get us more money, without surpassing the budget” Crocodile said, ordering both of you to get back to work.

“Yes sir” Buggy and you said in Unison.

That day you lost your free day because of what happened, not only that you were exhausted, thankfully you had done some work done you ran off to kill Buggy. After you finished, Buggy had came up to you later that day, he apologize and brought you a cupcake that you threw at his face, making you both even.

[dentiststoothfairy]

Okay, okay...how about a hc about a reader that just sacrifices everything??? Like...

You have not enough money? READER GIVES YOU ALL THEIR MONEY!

You and reader have barely eaten and there's only one plate of anything left? Oops, reader has already given you the plate.

In a match? Everyone got away except reader because they always sacrificed themself OOPS

I noticed that I always sacrifice myself for my friends, be it rl or in idv, it's always the same..ehehe

Could I wish for norton, orpheus, naib and emma for this? I'm afraid I don't know how many people you write for. If there are too many, you can leave some out

Ps. Love your writing style!! 💕

[ 🦷🎀 𝙰𝚠𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍! 𝙸'𝚖 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎. 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍! <𝟹 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝟹 𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝. 𝙸 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚜𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢! 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍!]

🍩 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 🍩 , 📖 𝐎𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐮𝐬 📖, 🟢 𝐍𝐚𝐢𝐛 𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐫 🟢 & 🌿 𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬 🌿

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒/𝐎

🍩 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 🍩

This guy grew up on the generosity of others. Being in the mines, it was pretty tough so everyone did what they could to make such a dull a little easier on each other.

Listen. He won't say no if you're coughing up money. Absolutely not... Donuts too? Okay damn-.. HEY! HE'S THE HARASSER! DON'T START TRYING TO PROTECT HIM-

He isn't the type of person for a charity case. He prefers to work hard to achieve what he wants. It not only, shows that he deserves it, but it's plenty refreshing when he actually earns it. So he's a little off put by your generosity at first...

Everytime you give him something. He clarifies "I'm not giving this back".

He's always dumbfounded by the "I know!" Response he got back. Sure, there was generosity... But you were either just.. Stupid or had no sense of value to anything. He just sort of... Questions your sanity a bit.

📖 𝐎𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐮𝐬 📖

Honestly, he finds it pretty damn endearing. He doesn't really need anything, but the way you just give anything up to anyone in need truly inspires him.

It's also a little concerning-. Like... You need to take care of yourself, please start putting yourself before other people. You're just as important as others.

He definitely feels bad everytime you're left on chair. You're the type of person to give the shirt of your back to someone in need, so how is it fair that you always get sent back?

He definitely gives back to you in some way. Maybe he slides you some of his own food when he's not hungry to make sure you're getting properly fed, or bodyblock you so you quite literally can't sacrifice yourself without wasting precious time and energy. Hehe, sneaky novelist.

🌿 𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬 🌿

This girl finds it a little funny that you're always getting sent back to the manor. It's not anything too bad.. It's just an instinct for you to throw yourself into danger so she can escape. It's pretty sweet..

She's also pretty self sacrificing herself. So you know that one picture where it's this couple being held at gun point and they keep going 'noo' to protect each other? Yeah that's you two.. It's all pretty light hearted though.

Does not forget to show you love for all the things you do for her. Flowers litter your room, attempted meals made by her showcase her appreciation and lots of affection. She truly does appreciate you.

She knows you can be pretty self sacrificial so she's often trying to help you out by disabling chairs before you can actually get chaired. This gives you a small opportunity to self heal and RUN.

🟢 𝐍𝐚𝐢𝐛 𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐫 🟢

Listen. He loves you. But oh my gOD. He does all of those rescues FOR NOTHING. CAN YOU AT LEAST TRY TO STAY OUT OF DANGER BECAUSE YOU ARE ON YOUR LAST CHAIR AND HE ABSOLUTELY WILL LEAVE YOU HERE.

He appreciates any food you give him. But, he will often half the food you do give to him. Like, if you slyly slip a loaf of bread suddenly onto his place, expect to enjoy half of it with him. He knows what it's like to go hungry and he doesn't want you to experience that.

No matter how many times you frustrate him to hell and back with your absolutely generosity and kindness, he can't help but admire that about you. The world is filled with assholes of every degree, you make this manor a little more tolerable.. Sometimes.

He can also be kind of self sacrificing due to his time in the army, so he will also do his best to make sure you're in tip top shape, but he will indulge in your kindness as some sort of guilty pleasure for the mercenary

[littlemspeachy]

I'll Sleep Later (Battinson x reader)

Summary: After the floods, you start taking care of people with your limited background in medicine. And one night Bruce walks in through your window.

Note: There's mentions of the reader wearing a bonnet and putting her braids into a ponytail, but outside of that reader looks is not mentioned. Also, sorry if this is a bit heavy, but it's Gotham and a massive flood occurred in a densely populated city.

Warnings: Medical Knowledge acquired from Greys Anatomy and Google. Arguing about the ethics of killing, cursing, mentions of drug overdoses, mentions of human trafficking, melatonin usage, mentions of bullet wounds and internal bleeding, drinking, mentions of people dying or dead.

Word Count: 3.8K

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You never knew why he came to you. You were no one, a nobody another working class body in a city where ultra rich people got wealthier. A part of you wished they got wealthier by just basic corporate exploitation. Underpaying workers and jacking up the prices of essential needs to rise profit margins. But nooo, it was through means of human trafficking and heavy drugs.

You lost your roommate due to those drugs. She was a dancer at one of the local clubs. It was good money, you used to bartend at the same place. Ran a token system so the men couldn't outright give girls drinks. They could claim it after their shift or just take the money if they didn't want the drinks. Unfortunately, a lot of men complained, and your job was gone.  

A part of you believed in the Riddler and what he was doing. They deserved to pay. Pay for their crimes and not just the monetary. But wiping out the city? Letting the disabled, elderly, and poor just be swept away into the rivers. Forcing the poor and working class to pay the already high insurance deductions to clean up his mess. If he was smart enough, he would've just assassinated those who he knew was responsible. But noo he had to think he was some sort of God bringing in the next big flood. Stupid. Your neighborhood was destroyed. Because you knew emergency medicine from training as a nurse before dropping out due to the rising cost of med school, you brought people in your home and became a small clinic. Stole from the local convenience stores and other houses that were abandoned for medical supplies and food. 

You took in small cats and dogs that came by your house. Young boys occasionally dropped someone off with medical supplied in exchange for some food. You barely got any sleep, making sure no one died. And luckily no one has. This was you and your life now. 

Which is why you were confused when he came through your window one night. You were attempting to get in a small nap before doing rounds on your patients. 

You stared at him and turned on a small light. Most of the water had receded but with you being so central the streets were still cold and wet. A foot of water still in the streets. Luckily the backup generators were held on the third floor, so two weeks after the flood you were able to use the electricity. But depending on the usage it goes out fast. Small lamp meant less electricity.

You internalized his helmet and ripped cape. "What do you want?" You asked cooly. 

"I need help." He whispered before beginning to fall sluggishly.  

You rushed towards him eyes wide. The last thing you wanted and needed was to operate on this man in your bed. Clean water was hard to come by in your part of time and the last thing you needed was dirty sheets. 

You dragged him carefully through your halls and into the guest room. Your last patient just left that morning, so the room was empty.

You internally cringed but turned on the main light so that you could see better. 

Blood pooling in his undershirt, making the black look wet and darker than usual. 

You took in a deep breath stilling yourself before walking over to your assorted medical cabinet and a cabinet full of vodka. You pulled a liter bottle of vodka and some gloves and scissors. 

A question on the tip of your tongue being cut off by the sound of a walkie-talkie. "Ayo (Y/N) we got an injury here should we bring them up?" A young male voice asked through a walkie talkie situated on a three-tier rolling cabinet next to the floor cabinets. 

You took a glance at the man on your bed before grabbing the walkie with your ungloved hand. "What the situation looking like?" 

"We got a potential drug overdose, a shallow breather, and one whose got a nasty wound." 

"Administer Naloxone to the drug overdose and bring in the nasty wound. Pick up any more supplies that you can find and ring the bell when you get in, we got a patient." 

"But what about the shallow breather." 

You let out a deep sigh. "It'll take around 20-30 minutes to bring anyone in unless your right at my door. They ain't gonna make it kid. I don't know what to tell you anymore." 

The line stayed quiet. You and the boy on the other line knew it was impossible to save everyone. Some days were better than others but, as time went on you knew you could only try to save those with the highest chance of living. And at the moment you didn't have any help. 

"Understood. We'll be back in 3o mins." 

You nodded in silent confirmation and sat the walkie down before going back to the situation at hand. 

"Ay, I need you to stay awake as long as physically possible." You said tapping his helmet lightly. 

You cut open the shirt too see three bullet holes and crazy bruising. Internal bleeding.

You laid your hands on his body and looked up at the ceiling before getting to work. You ran to your cupboards and pulled out some medical kits. A perk of the flooding was that the national guard was in and so your kids managed to steal medical supplies at night and at really busy times. 

You pulled out a tongue dampener and a numbing spray before walking over to the man. 

You pulled off a glove before taking off your bonnet and wrapping a braid around the rest to make a makeshift and tight ponytail before putting the glove back on. 

You grimaced slightly realizing what was about to occur. "Sorry, this isn't the most sanitary place. But based off of where the bruises and the bullets are you have some internal bleeding. I'm going to have to flip you slightly to make sure they didn't go through." You said softly, adrenaline kicking in. 

After loud groan and cutting through the rest of his shirt you noticed that the bullets didn't get through and that there were only punch marks on the back. You laid him back down and pushed him up enough to drink a shot. 

He looked at you, pupils blood shot and black surrounding his eyes slowly fading to reveal the white skin underneath. 

"Listen this is about to hurt, and alcohol works as a depressant." He nodded silently before you poured him a drink from an unmarked bottle. 

You passed him a shot glass before grabbing the tongue dampener and you bit back a small laugh while you watched the man almost throw up the liquid. 

You shrugged as his gave you a glare. "I'm sorry, that was moonshine. Not vodka." 

He laid back down and you sprayed the numbing spray on the first bullet before making a small cross over the first bullet and grabbing a pair of clamps to dig around and find the small piece of metal. Luckily that one wasn't that deep. Which was good for you but that means another one broke into something causing the bleed. 

You slowly took it out and dropped it into the trash before grabbing a suturing kit and sewing it shut. You ignored his groans and muffled screams while rolling your wrist and starting again. 

 You moved on to the next bullet and repeated the same steps. Spray,Cut, pull, sew. Unfortunately, like the other bullet, it was lodged right under the skin. Meaning the third one was deeper and lodged into something that was going to require much faster movements and quicker thinking. 

You let out a deep sigh before throwing down your supplies and ripping off your gloves. If the internal bleeding was due to it being lodged in the small intestine, then as soon as you cut it open blood was going to pour, and because you weren't an actual hospital you had no suction. So, the next best things were some tampons, a syringe, and some extra lap pads. You also dragged over a floor lamp with an LED light that you had before the flood for extra lighting. 

You sat the supplies down on him lap, before grabbing a new pair of gloves. "This is gonna hurt. I am so sorry but you're going to get lead poisoning if I leave this in you." 

He stared at you with blank eyes before nodding and grasping the side of the bed. You touched the massive bruise gently just to confirm that there was bleeding and when he let out a loud groan you knew you had to act fast. 

And acting fast you did. Stuffed in the lap pads and sucked all the lose blood that you could. Cursed to high hell and managed to do the best you could do with internal sutures and a tampon, closing him up and throwing your gloves and the bullet into the trash. 

You wiped the sweat off your head before roughly grabbing the bottle of moonshine and taking a deep swig. You collapsed in a corner trying to control your heartbeat before getting up and grabbing a big bandage and putting it on him. 

You took one last glance of him before leaving and going into the living room to deal with the people the young man over the walkie talkie picked up. 

The next time he came to you he wasn't injured, just with supplies. A lot of supplies. 

"What is this?" You asked watching him walk around your guest room and gently put away supplies. 

He stayed silence and brush past you on the way to your living room and to the kitchen before walking out of your house. 

A part of you wished he stayed, you could've asked him what he's doing here, how he's healing. But instead, it's just short words and more action. 

And that's how it was, for a while. Silent dropping of supplies and leaving without a word. A small note about updates on repairs. 

A part of you was deeply thankful, but another part was curious, almost too curious. So, you set up a small trap. Well not really a trap, you were just going to sit in your living room until he came. And come he did. 

He came in again, 4.30 am sharp. Bags of an assortment of things. He acknowledged you sitting on the couch and headed towards your guest room. 

"You can't go in there, someone there's some people grieving, and I want to leave them alone." You said to his back.  

He paused hand inches away from the door handle before dropping it back to his side. Silence filling the apartment before bootsteps made their way into your kitchen. 

"You need to get sleep, there's people out there that might need your help." He stated deadpanned. His voice rough and raspy sounding like it was the first time he used it all day. 

"Why did you come here that night. You're a hero to Gotham. You could've gone to anyone." You asked, eyes never moving from his dark figure. 

"I've listened to your conversations with the boy, Pedro, I knew you wouldn't ask questions. I know you still don't." He said still busying himself with the mix of supplies he brought. 

"I could've killed you." 

"Yet you didn't, you saved me. I healed. You have good hands; the scars are almost fully healed." He said voice softer. 

"You know some think it's your fault," You stated plainly. "Some think you caused it. You were working with the Riddler to get a name out for yourself." 

He stopped his movements and stared at you. He grit his teeth causing his jaw to flare but remained silent. "Do you believe that?" 

"No. But I do think you're hiding. No one around here has enough money to be walking around with that kind of armor. Because why would a crazy man be so obsessed over you? As far as I'm concern you've done no wrong. Except for not killing him." 

"Killing him and anyone else is not my job. It's not my position to do so." He responded.

"Oh, but he's in the position to do so. Why because he's angry at a couple of some dead rich couple?" You argued back, walking towards the bar counter in your kitchen. 

"He's mentally deranged, but ultimately he should be tried. It is not my judgement to decided that." 

"Oh, the same judges that have been bought out by the same fuckers in drug pushing and human trafficking. Get the fuck out of here." You said angrily. A part of you was happy that there was a kitchen island separating you two. 

"So do you agree with him?" He said slamming down a can of corn. His voice stayed even but the slam said otherwise. 

"No, I think he's some deranged lunatic white boy, who just like you are playing God, the only difference is one person is stupid enough to think that killing everyone was a great fucking solution and the other being some rich white boy believing in a system that put us in this situation in the first place! Do you know how many people have died in this house? That guest room belonged to my best friend that was killed because someone thought it would be funny to slip drugs into her drink. And now I-" You stopped quickly, your breath coming out in shudders and tears threatening to fall. 

You looked up at the ceiling to attempt to make the tears not fall. "She died due to the floods. We couldn't get to the Narcan in time, and she stopped breathing. We couldn't get her upstairs fast enough and I couldn't carry her and by the time I managed to get back downstairs her body was already under the water. We were supposed to make it, she was dancing to pay her way through nursing school. The only good thing about Gotham is the hospital, but it takes the most expensive schooling to get there. So no, I do wish that you killed him, I wished that you forced him to see all the suffering then forced him to drown the way many others did. You don't get to decide to kill hundreds if not thousands then get to see justice." You spat before angrily wiping the tears that came down your face. 

He stayed and stared at you before walking around the corner and doing something even unfamiliar to him and hugged you. It wasn't tight, it wasn't loose, but it was just enough. He gently grabbed a walkie talkie and a random bottle you had sitting by the door before leading you outside your apartment and up the stairs. A part of you wanted to protest but another part just didn't care anymore. So, you followed him up to the rooftop. The two of you walked to the center of the roof before sitting down. 

The brisk air filling your lungs and bones, the odd dark blue lighting up the sky and prepping for the day. 

Brue took off his cap and sat it on your shoulders before handing you the bottle.  You took it and glanced sideways at the man. 

"I can't I have people to deal with. Care never ends." You said shaking your head and placing the bottle down beside you. 

"You need to rest (Y/N). No one can heal that many people and stay sane or healthy." He said softly looking at you. Blue eyes somehow brighter in the light of the early morning. 

"And do you rest? Mr. Super-Hero," You asked back looking into his eyes, a battle of who would look away first commencing. "I see your eye bags, your bruises that have been there for weeks. You know if you rested properly, you would be able to heal faster." 

He continued looking into your eyes before breaking away. "Gotham never sleeps and neither do I." 

"Welp, I guess that makes two of us. Sick people don't stop being sick, and violence doesn't stop either." You said sarcastically. 

"It's not the violence anymore, it's just getting people to safety. The national guard has been clearing people out in dangerous areas. You would be a good help to them." He stated softly, his voice was so rough it dropped in and out of being a whisper. 

You shook your head in disagreement. "The national guard is just evacuating people. I help the people who can't access help. By the time the national guard rolls in, they would be dead." 

The two of you at in silence, the only thing heard is the gentle blowing of the early morning wind. 

Bruce pondered what to say to you. You were safe with your crew of rag tag teens running the streets and picking them up. Moving you, or recommending you move to the manor didn't make sense. He knew you would argue. You would've liked Celina he thinks. You were both strong, angry at the world. He was stupid to not see this all going on. What was the point of all this money, all the donations. Wasn't there someone in charge, someone to- Yes there was someone in charge. Him. He was Bruce Wayne. The last living Wayne member, if he cared this much, he could've checked and made sure everything was running smoothly. She was right. He was just another white guy that believed that the system could change, believed in the same systems that made Gotham this way. 

"I'm sorry." He admitted suddenly. Shocking the both of them. 

You frowned and looked over. "Sorry about what? What did you do." 

He let out a deep breath, a strange weight being lifted off his shoulders, a weird lightness in his heart he hadn't felt in years. 

"Do you really think I should've killed him." 

You moved your eyes to the sky. Thoughts swirling through your mind. You mouth opening and closing again. "No. I-" 

You chuckled at the strangeness of it all. "I would've probably beat the shit out of him. But you're not... You have a slight point. As angry as I am at all this, The guilt of knowing I have blood on my hands, that I'm no better. Not saying that killing can't be justified it very much can be. It's sometimes the only right thing you can do. But.. Killing some guy that honestly had nothing to do with her death. I wouldn't know what to do with myself." 

You stated to the sky. Your ego too high to look at him. 

"I don't sleep." 

You raised a brow at the admission not shocked at all. 

"I lied. I can't fall asleep. All I hear is crying and people looking for loved ones. I.. I only get a few hours a night. I haven't slept for more than 5 hours since the floods." 

"To be fair I usually pass out, I try to get sleep but it's never any good, too on guard." You admitted grabbing the bottle of vodka and twisting the cap off the bottle and taking a swig before passing it. 

He hesitated before taking several swallows. You looked at him amused. "Drink up babes, I got more than enough to go around." 

He winced and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. 

"I give you the supplies because I feel guilty. For so long I just assumed that everything was fine, and that this city was a dump because that's just what it was. But it's... everywhere.. And it's not just petty crime. It's everywhere." He gasped, a lump evident in his voice. 

You stared at him. Everything clicking into place. Bruce Wayne is Batman. huh.

"I wouldn't take Brue Wayne to be an optimist." You stated. 

He quickly whipped his head around, shock evident in his eyes. 

"I'm not stupid, who else would have enough money to be stomping around in that costume. Plus, all the wealthy people in Gotham are old. And you're obviously not. Plus, your parents got shot when you were younger and now you go around saving people." You said with a shrug. 

Bruce stared at you in pure shock and watched you roll your eyes. 

"I won't tell anyone. Not that anyone would believe me."  You said before chuckling and grabbing the bottle. 

"Stay," You whispered after two minutes of sitting in silence. "Just for the day. Eat something and I'll get some sleep meds for you, and you sleep. Take a shower and go sleep." 

"You need sleep, you actually care for people. You sleep, I can take care of people." 

"You can't take care of people looking like that." 

"Sleep with me." 

You stared at him with wide open eyes. Shock very evident. 

"I mean. In the sense that. I trust you, and I need someone I trust around me to feel comfortable sleeping. So, sleep with me. And before you argue, I've seen the streets before I came in, there's nothing going on out there, that Pedro can't handle." 

You closed and opened your mouth a couple times before his ask started to make sense. He was right, the walkie that he brought with him has stayed silent.

You nodded your head. "Sleep.. OK." 

You shrugged off his cape and stood up with a groan. Your legs cramped from siting on the cold concreate for so long. 

He followed your actions and headed back into the building. The heating warming up the building slightly. Bruce helped your guest bring their now deceased friend to Pedro before telling the young boy that you weren't taking anyone today and giving him the address for the coroner. The two of you watched the truck drive off before heading back inside. 

You gave him one of your oversized sweaters and a pair of pants that belonged to your father that you meant to tailor but never got around to before sending off to the shower.  Hotdogs, eggs, toast and a random fruit that hadn't gone bad was cooked. More food than usual but he was a grown man and you guessed he hadn't eaten in a white. You ate in silence before putting down two melatonin gummies in front of the man and going to take a shower. 

You locked your doors and turned down the volume of your walkie before slipping into bed next to him.

"Thank you." The two of you said at the same time before heading off to sleep. 

Anger and healing are non-linear and painful. But with goodnights sleep and a friend you trust, it's a bit easier. 

[bella-rose29]

episode 5 commentary - Death Is Coming

the usual warnings of swearing and lack of context, as well as a lot of comments on hands and arms and obviously spoilers for both the series and the books

girl has stare down with a skull in a jar

omg it's been so long since I watched and I forgot how pretty lockwood is

OMG HE ASKS IF SHE WANTS JUICE

WHAT IF THE JUICE IS ORANGE AND HAS BITS IN

lolllll George is shipping already and the episode only just started

Georgie needs more sleep

lockwood takes the Mum Stance

I always think that the DEPRAC van is a lego van bc it's yellow

ohhh you can really see how big the coat is on lockwood :(((

ooo nice detail with the lavender pin that he has

'wILL yOu cAN iT pAm'

hands

ugh Lockwood's so pretty

Georgie noo

'bobby Vernon will have been at it since dawn'

'alarming how quickly you got into character' (code for: I am completely in love with you')

careful Georgie that's a lot of blood

ew dead body

'I know him' YOU CAN SEE HOW UPSET HE IS BUT HE'S GONNA HIDE IT BC HE FEELS THE NEED TO BE STRONG ALL THE TIME

I JUST WANNA GIVE HIM A HUG

CAMERON CHAPMAN THE MAN YOU ARE HOW DO YOU DO THE MICRO EXPRESSIONS SO WELL

ohhh lockwood is trying so hard to not be upset and it breaks my heart :((( poor boy

✨swagger✨

I want an epic breakfast

'I hardly knew him' BOY DON'T-

wow she's a bitch let my boy do research

get away from Georgie you bitch

eeeeeee

'when am I not nice' Luce I hate to break it to you

Lucy that is very clearly a ghost and not a real baby

silly goose behaviour

'I did' QUEEN

'who's the latest slapper?' ICONIC

'oh wow, a female serial killer? aspirational, why don't you stick it on a t-shirt'

I love lockwood bc he makes sure the remains go to a good home AND Flo gets her money

ohhhh I just had a Thought! what if one of the reasons they made Joplin a woman was to draw parallels between her and Mary dulac??? one of the headlines on the papers is 'mystery madwoman: Bickerstaff connection?' so maybe they wanted to repeat the past but this time make the crazy one go too far and die? idk if that even makes sense but oh well

Georgie noooo

no leave him alone

let him go clean the oven and I'll be there to make him a tea

WIFE BEHAVIOUR

he can't even slice toast without being Extra

JONATHAN BESTIEEEEE

'a suicide note' Lucy honey have you noticed that your bf has a tendency for suicidal things

I really wish the bisto was in the background bc that would be hilarious

'I thought you'd be dead by now' NO LETS TAKE A MOMENT TO TALK ABOUT THIS

BECAUSE HE GOES FROM QUIRKING A LIL SMILE, TO LOOKING DOWN AND THE SMILE DISAPPEARING, TO INHALING AND SMILING EVEN WIDER BECAUSE HE KNOWS LUCY IS WATCHING HIM

give that boy some therapy for free

aw two nerds talking about mythology (I wish I was the other one)

also can we talk about the STAGING OF THIS SCENE??? BECAUSE JOPLIN HAS A MIRROR OVER HER LEFT SHOULDER AND GEORGE HAS ONE OVER HIS RIGHT

also George has the city lights behind him and Joplin just has the beige walls and I love that for some reason, maybe to show that George's life is bright and he's got life left in him whereas Joplin can only gain brightness from George bc she needs him for the mirror? idk if I'm explaining that right but oh well! also Joplin's mirror reflects the light behind George which is funky

just you wait for my next analysis of the show which is almost certainly gonna be on the use of mirrors lol

THE STAGING AGAIN

FILMING THEM IN THE MIRRORS

I LOVE THIS GHOST SHOW

'how did you meet Flo?' 'can't remember. ages ago' LOL HE'S HIDING THE FACT HE GOT HIS ASS BEATEN

ohhh the green lighting

'I'm not worried. are you?' well not when you say it like that

while I do love this show I am very sad we didn't see more of lockwood using disguises

of course he knows how to pick locks

I don't like it either Lucy dw

I love how jarringly innocent the stuffed bear is compared to the fact that they're in the warehouse of a family with a significantly traumatised boy

lockwood and kids <3

sack of potatoes

I cannot stop thinking about the fact that she must be dragging the Actual Cameron Chapman out by his feet

Georgie noooooo

idk why he's looking around bc he doesn't have his glasses on so he can't see shit

I shouldn't feel the way I do about lockwood regaining consciousness but the expressions- I just- hmm

'I'm a burglar, you should call the police' honey not one of your better lies

no bc why when I first watched this did I think that winkman was the same actor as Pekka Rollins

winkman: 'shall I draw some pretty pictures on your pretty little face'

lockwood: 'omg you think I'm pretty?? 🤭🥰'

ohhh I'm getting inspiration for a fic I started planning 👀

I can't imagine having to pretend you're being electrocuted like how do you know how to act that

I feel like something can be said about Leopold wearing red and mrs winkman (I forgot her first name WAIT ADELAIDE) also wearing red but idk what

omg hedgehogwood

winkman is actually so funny *points at lockwood* *puts hand over heart* 'ohhh' he's literally us

aw lockwood pls don't say that she's got more to live for than you :(((

omg Lucy tells Leopold to get out the way <333 she'll regret that :D

this couple loves setting fires

Georgie seriously how are you without your glasses rn

green light green light green light

funny looking bird you got there george

'total psychos' dude-

'I prefer to call it a noble sacrifice' NO I COULD WRITE AN ESSAY ABOUT IT

greeeeeeen lightssssss

'what is going on with you' Cameron Chapman Acts his Fucking Face Off

omg lockwood saw the knife and then looked out the door to see what was there

that's such an awful angle to be lying down

omg poor lockwood

the way he's sat in that final frame breaks my heart bc he's literally just had someone else die in his home :(((

wow what a depressing note to end on

[lainternet99]

ENTRY #21

I'm so tired..... tomorrow I have no school, though! I'm so happy!

Today I had two tests in a row: one for hebrew and one for german. I think I got around 70% for the hebrew, but I'm confident I landed myself a solid 95% for german. The teacher let me leave after completing the test and my friend gave me a dramatic shocked look! It was very funny and it gave me time to chill before french class.

French class came and we simply talked about a La Fontaine story we had to read and analyze. I must write a 250-word paragraph talking about one of the characters and how money affects their way of living. It's due on Thursday, I believe. I hope it is.

Today was my brother's 25th birthday, so I decided to bake a chocolate cake for him. I used the wrong type of flour; I used the kind needed to make bread! To fix it, I simply poured in lots of milk. I will say that the cake turned out to taste very good, but the slices kinda looked like a mix of protein bars and bricks. I printed the meme of Leonardo Di Caprio with the Snapchat caption that said "noo don't turn 25" and used toothpicks to stick it in the cake. My family laughed and my brother LOVED it. I'm very proud of myself; I achieved something incredible tonight and I wish to never forget it. I've put an image of it so you can see it in its full splendor.

RATE OF THE DAY: 10/10

—— lainternet99

[jennrypan]

Need money. I'd open commissions but my followers on Instagram are fucking useless.

They can't be assed to even reshare my shit so I know they won't bother to reply to commissions and noo.. Commenting "these look great!" Isn't actually fucking helpful. Thanks but don't comment if you're not interested 😐 or saying "I wish I had money" ..keep that to yourself fr. Or maybe reshare it..cuz cmon.

[crystalninjaphoenix]

MerMay 2024 Day Thirteen Whistleblowing

“I swear, at least one of these seals has to be a selkie,” Chase insisted, staring at the seals gathering on the rocks. “Right, guys?”

“I do not know enough about selkies to judge on that,” Schneep muttered. “Jackie? What are selkies like?”

“They can transform between seal and human form,” Jackie explained. “But in human form they have to carry around their pelts in the form of coats. And if someone takes it—usually a human, since they’d be on land—then they are compelled to, uh... follow them, I think. Or obey them?” He shook his head. “You can see why a lot of selkies tend to hide. I’m not even sure how many are still around, honestly.”

“Oh! Interesting.” Schneep nodded. “In that case, I doubt that they would be here, so close to the Institute full of humans.”

“Hmm. True.” Chase sighed. “I guess it’s just wishful thinking.” He turned to the side. “Let’s keep going.”

He’d been meeting up with the humans at the Institute of Marine Biology once a week for the past six weeks. Just so they can all keep up on the news about TridentCorp. This week, Jackie and Schneep were coming, too, wanting to stay up-to-date. The three of them swam up to the building where it hung out over the water. Chase grabbed onto the edge of the surrounding walkway and pulled himself up—and his expression immediately brightened. “Stacy!”

“Hey, Chase.” Stacy crouched closer to the water, smiling. “How have you been?”

“Good. I’ve missed you.”

Stacy laughed. “You saw me last week!” The two of them and the kids met up often, usually at the old closed-down dock where Chase had first revealed his merm nature to her. But she also often showed up for these meetings. Usually without the kids.

“Still missed you.” Chase smiled.

“Get a cave, you two,” Jackie muttered.

Chase shoved him slightly.

“What is new?” Schneep asked. “Ah... ‘wa-wat ez noo?’”

Stacy looked at him and smiled. “What’s new? Well, actually, we do have something.” She glanced back over her shoulder at the Institute building. “Roxy got an email from that doctor woman who helped us get you out, Chase.”

“Lise?” Chase perked up. “You guys reached out to her?”

“No, she reached out to us,” Stacy said, shaking her head. “Said that one of you guys told her about us? I assumed that was you, Chase, until she went on to say this merm had a green tail.”

The three merms glanced at each other. “Jack, maybe?” Jackie said.

“Jack cannot speak human, though,” Schneep pointed out. “How did he tell Lise to message the Institute of Marine Biology?”

The corner of Chase’s mouth twitched. “It probably took a long time.” He could imagine Jack trying to communicate with Lise through gesturing and emphasized whistles all too well. But Lise was a scientist of some sort, that probably meant she was smart enough to figure stuff out. “Stacy, did Lise say anything?”

Stacy nodded. “She explained that she knew we knew about merms—or as she called them, aquatic humanoids. And that she wanted to help us. She said that TridentCorp had some sort of plan to make money off of the existence of merms and she wanted to stop that.”

“A... plan?” Jackie repeated, worried. “What—I mean, ‘wat blan?’”

“What plan?” Stacy shrugged. “Apparently Lise doesn’t know specifically. But she knows that they’re willing to do a lot to find merms.”

Schneep shuddered and sank down farther into the water. Chase glanced at him sympathetically and then looked back at Stacy. “We have seen a lot more activity from them...” he said slowly. “Jackie, I told Stacy about that boat that got close to a village. Have you seen anything else since then?”

Jackie shook his head. “Nothing new... But. A few more boats got close to the village. Enough that the elders have started to move the whole school to a deeper settlement.”

“Are they going to be okay?” Schneep asked worriedly.

“Yeah.” Jackie nodded. “Last I checked, they were in the middle of the move.”

“I hope that TridentCorp doesn’t get there first,” Chase sighed. He looked back at Stacy. “TridentCorp has definitely had a couple close calls with merms. We’d be happy to help stop them. But... well, not much we can do while we’re stuck in the water.”

Stacy nodded. “Don’t worry guys.” She smiled. “We’ll do everything we can on our end. The Institute has a bunch of boats and equipment of its own. Right now, we’re focusing on protecting merms, right? If you guys can find some way to contact us, we can send people to help. We’ll eventually have to find some way to go on the offensive, though...”

“We can’t just go fight them?” Jackie asked.

“No, we can’t,” Chase said. “There are rules about fighting people randomly among humans. Stacy and the Institute could get in serious trouble with human governments. And TridentCorp hasn’t done anything wrong yet, by human laws.”

Schneep blinked, then sighed. “I suppose that if humans are not being hurt, humans will not care.”

“That’s not true, Schneep!” Chase insisted. “How can you say that when Stacy is right here?!”

“...that’s true,” Schneep said quietly. “I am sorry.” Jackie swam over and put a hand on his shoulder.

“Though that does give me an idea,” Chase mused, and turned back to Stacy. “Aren’t there laws about protecting ocean animals? Isn’t that why the Institute exists?”

Stacy nodded. “Conservation laws... There should be more of them, but they do exist, at least. Do you think we could use that, somehow?”

“Maybe,” Chase said. “I mean, we’re not ocean animals, but it could be a start.”

“I guess I’ll ask Roxy about some of those laws, then,” Stacy said. “If that’s alright with you guys.”

Chase, Jackie and Schneep glanced at each other. Then they all nodded. “Better safe than sorry,” Chase said.

[oasisdawn]

Burb's [1]

Sooo, here we are. With the Burbs. Pleasantview's most boring family. You might ask but what about the Oldies?? Well, at least Herb is a horn dog there and they don't live long.

Yeaaaaah, I dont know how to tell you this John but you and Jen has the same face. You ain't getting another kid. There are too may face 2's in this place already. Lucy is boring enough.

Sure you can do it though. I put Jen on birth control because she has dreams! She has ambitions. She doesn't have time for another kid.

Lucy ffs get the fuck out. What are you doing lmao xD

At least Jen got to find a job fast and John just took whatever. I think he had a wish for architecture, can't remember.

Ah the welcome wagon! And look who's here. Brandi 👀 She's got a lot of kids John, I mean I'm not saying cheat on your wife buuuut i would love the drama...

Let's teach this kid how to study

Yeah Jen's nose is smelling something foul...

They are sickeningly in love though ugh

He doesn't really care so he'd continue imo

Good job man. You guys can use the money i mean this is a trailer house after all

Loki lmao all the way from Strangetown to steal their paper xD get a job man seriously

Nice, Jennifer got promoted as well!

look who wants to be friends with Brandi

Not boring at all

I'd like you guys to know that Brandi has a secondary romance

I swear this is a clown car. And Beau wtf are you doing here. Well, that's Brandi's parenting for you

They are getting along well but so far no one crossed a boundary

She's ambitions she'd tell the boss

Oh noo, that's so unfair

Nothing a little boning cant fix i suppose

Meanwhile Lucy is talking to someone who is as exciting as herself. Consort

Well that's a pretty obvious mistake so he would rebuild

Alright, good job

And here he is. I really hate that animation family sims do when they come home waiting for someone to hug them when there are no kids around. Is there a mod that can stop it?

Anyways, we'll be continuing in the next post.

[2lovedddkaii]

Falling in love Killua

(sad version) Link to playlist to go with this writing --- https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0a9aVSv0kgczNkVNprKkyw?si=6e100768afc84c81 (chill/happy ver) https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0NrbdhDLliooiycG92Pbav?si=ee717720529942bf

Pov- You & killua, your close friend have been invited to the state fair by Gon, Leorio, and Kurapika. Looking at it you and killua have been friends for the longest it seems, Butttt you and Killua are notorious for flirting with each other recently.. but your "just" friends right??

"uhh sure ig " Killua says while struggling

"if he's going, then I'll go!" you say enthusiastically

".. well I would've dragged you along even if you said no" He said while rolling his eyes

"Pfft- like your strong enough"

"I know they didn't jus-"

"YOU WANNA BET "

"HELL YEAH" you yell as you run away

He goes after you without taking a second to think only to yell a "SEE YOU AT THE FAIR GON" that could only be heard if you present to witness the seen unfold, or at least paying attention.

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with that you and Killua start getting ready for the fair

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"y/n! you actually made it!", says Leorio

"Yeaaa.. " you said with an nervous smile as you scratched the back of your neck "y'know typical mothers having you do stuff last minute, might've had to do a couple chores to make it out here heh"

"ahh, I see maybe I should be your new mother" Leorio says with a laugh

"psst I wish" "oh um by the way where is killua??"

"ohh yea killua he's trying to win one of those bottle ring toss games he doesn't understand that its all rigged " Leorio says with a sigh while shaking his head (tell me killua wouldn't spend mad money on this game to end up annoyed and cursing like-)

"mmkay! thanks Leoria" "npp!" Leoria said shooting back a small yet warm smile

"YK HE WILL MAKE YOU PLAY SOME GAME WITH HIM OR GO ON A RIDE" that was the last you heard from him before you got lost in the crowd, you thought to yourself "yea, like that will happen pff"

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after you make it near all the stands and games its extremely loud

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"Y/N!!" you hear a familiar voice call your name

"0h, Kill I thought you were some some random creep for a second"

"HUH??? A CREEP WHERE!?!?"

"I- NOO I THOUGHT YOU WERE A CREEP" you yell due to the loudness around you

"DudEeEEeeE"

"uh- ANYWAYS WANNA DO THE KARAOKE BOOTH WITH MEE-?"

.. d_mnn Leo was right

"NAHHH, yk I'm good" your eyes dart around frantically for an excuse "....GON!! why don't you join him in some karaoke hmm!?"

"I already did it a long time ago!! c'mon y/n just one song wont hurt"

"PLEASEEEEEEEEEEE" the white hair blue eyed boy pleaded

he had a point one just one song wouldn't be the death of you

"fine, fine, but I pick the song!"

"ayy a win is a winn" , killua stated while leading you on to the stage (idk if it would be on a stage or a booth soo.. uh yea :) )

___________ killua request a song looking a lil to happy for your liking

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oh lord, I am going to hate this

*the beat drops*

(if your on spotify play the last song on the playlist if not imma leave this to you're imagination)

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you fell your face get hot, you instantly wonder what is wrong with you

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you start singing, as you feel your nerves rise you hear a familiar voice join you.

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as you sing you feel a hand interlock into yours, instant comfort washes over you. the feeling had a warm embrace

you finish the out the song not even noticing it had finished untill..

"you guys looked like you were bouta kiss or sum!" Kurapika joked

"haha, very funny" you say awkwardly

"uhh I need to go! brb killua heh"

"okayy.."

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you go to the bathroom, looking at yourself in the mirror . What the hell is wrong with me?, do I... like Killua?

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Knock, knock

Gon comes in, although he looks like he is rushing “A little fishy told me that someone is falling for Killua?” “HUH, I HAVENT EVEN TOLD ANY ONE THAT I LIKE HIM!” “So it’s true?” “Oh-“, YOU start rushing out of the bathroom “Hold on! ANOTHER fish told me that Killua likes a little someone named y/n.”

you stop in your tracks, look at Gon

“F_ck”

[deathly-toxins]

"Shibana, your attendance is almost nonexistent, your behaviour with both your classmates and fellow students is terrible and you ate just barely scraping by on grades. You are an extremely intelligent young man. You need only apply yourself and you can get into any university you wish. By extension, by doing so, your sister will follow suit. Don't you want the best for her? To... let me just read your 'job' aspiration. 'Get lots of money'... doing that starts here. Your sister can't have an easy time being a model if she doesn't have a brother she can fully depend on."

"Yeah.. and?" A slow brow raise came from Gyutaro, he was leaned back on the wall, hands stuffed into the pockets of his school slacks as he kind of just.. brushed off the guidance counselor.

"Ume's doin' great. She's got plenty of gigs lined up for her, and she ditches class with me. But I don't see you havin' her here.. with me.. also gettin' grilled." He snarled out those words. If anything, he'd probably get even MORE aggressive if his sister was here and they were talking that way about her.

If there was one thing the eldest Shabana was consistent with.. was protecting and uplifting his little sister.

"Besides, I'm doin' the bare minimum I need, who even cares? Trying to 'apply' yourself don't get anyone anywhere outside of a job where they just work you to death." Well he was rather punctual to art class, one of the.. only classes he made sure to attend.

The rest? He barely was there. He got the assignments, he did them, and that was that. He aced his exams, his actual assignments had some of the highest scores in his class.. sure..

It was just his participation that tanked his grades to just barely 'treading water'.

"And we get by just fine. Why you all suddenly 'ohhh noo' worried about us, huh?" His eyes snapped to the guidance counselor. He kept a lot of what he did after school a secret to all but his sister. He'd been working on programming, coding and building up his own projects on his free time. He'd sit to the side during her modeling shoots on his laptop, coding away. If anything, he had universities lined up for him already.

He wasn't really.. worried. And it showed.

"Maybe should be worried about the teachers constantly blowin' shit up around campus instead of what a couple of 'delinquents' are doin', eh?" Even if he thought Professor Uzui was a riot and a half.

[br1ghtestlight]

WATCHING THE NEW EPISODE for like 90% of it i was like this is cute im enjoying this :) and then the reveal that gene's friend stopped hanging out with HIM bcuz he was loud and annoying and not the other way around bcuz he was too embarassed to admit people don't like him and get annoyed by him omg that was TOO relatable For my autistic adhd ass to handle i had to pause for a moment

"he's loud, he can't really play music if we're being honest, and he has ABSOLUTELY no idea that everything he does is extremely aggrivating" gene baby noo :(

linda: i was even thinking i could sew somebody's wedding dress someday

gene: i cant wait :D

GENDERFLUID GENE FANS WIN AGAIN!!!!!

tbh i kinda wish they didn't buy linda's sewing machine the kids deserve to buy fun toys too and linda didn't do anything special to deserve it, i was hoping the kids could get their toys with the gift card and linda buys her sewing machine with real money :/

[merulast]

Overland to Tokyo Day 6

After an long and sleepless night feeling homesick, the day started as shitty as it could. The credit card was gone. I could not even believe that. Searched my whole stuff 3 times. Then even called at home. I just could remember that It took me an hard time to place the card on an secured place. One that is not together with other important things. Tuned out I found the most save place in the world: At home. On my desk. Great. Great….

It's about the moneys

This is not the 2000s anymore. Back then german debit cards worked on solid 60% of the would out of the box. Even on chinese ATMs. But that changed because the Maestro Network had been shut down and germans missed the train to create an solid alternative. 50% of the banks are now in the V-Pay network. The other half uses .. nothing at all? I mean they could just had fused with one of the other big networks of the world. But noo. Lets make our OWN payment network with blackjack and hookers. V-Pay works in aall EU nations plus Turkey and some others. Great. Not great.

So if you want to leave the EU, like I would do on this day. It's just a piece of plastic junk. Worthless. You need an credit card. I got myself an credit card for this reason. But I left it at home… Okay. Lets take an deep breath. Calculate how much I've got with me and how long I have to live from that. I need in in Georgia, Russia, Kazakhstan for sure. In china I could open an Alipay account and maybe transfer something over. But let expect it to not work. In Korea and Japan I expect my Google Wallet to work.

After long thoughts I decided to continue. Well knowing, that if I turn around now, I would probably never start over again.

Bus bus bus

I packed all my stuff. Gave mental middle fingers to many of the other people living in the hostel and headed to the Bus Central again. It's solid 40 minutes to walk. But full packed, its more than this. The good thing on the Bus station are the people on the counters. You tell them a city to go. They tell you a time and how much. Done. Burgas. Here we come! The Ticked was about 6€ and the tiny bus, that had not even my ticket checked, was old, rusty and ew. But did the job perfectly fine.

And again. So far nobody failed me. (too much) All the routes that I found on the internet exists and work on an solid base. Quality aside. For example nothing ever had Wifi - even thought they tell so on the internet. I don't even care for the excuses anyway. And the 'bus' entertainment had never been switched on once. You spend the time by watching the green landscape anyway.

Burgas

Did I said that Varna was pretty clean and wonderful? Well Burgas is licked! Hooly shit! The entire inner City is in a state where I wish that german towns would be like that all the time. Its amazing!

The Train Station and the Bus center are 20 meters apart from each other and both are hot af. The inner city starts just over the street like somebody actually spend time think things over! All the people there seemed to have an wonderful time and. Wow. Burgas. The hidden Gem. Too bad that I would have not too much time to spend it here.

After relaxing for one hour or two, having an meal and soaking some more money from my soon worthless piece of plastic, I started heading to the harbour. The company has GPS coordinates on his homepage, as well on all e-mails replies. They locate exactly to the position of the ship! It was already waiting.

BUT.

They do not point to the office where you have to pay and get the ticket itself. That office is about 400 meters more on the south. You cannot miss it. Its basically the only building that is not an harbour hall and has some furniture in front of it.

You can guess it. Yes. I walked the way twice. With all my stuff. I hate having stuff. Walking to far starts to become an repeating pattern. In my perfect world I would travel with nothing but my mobile phone and my two hurting feet alone.

The progress is too difficult to gasp. You find the left door (the very left one!) Wait in front of it as the sign tells you. They want the passport. Then they send you up to the first floor to pay for the ticked. No cards. Only Euro. Don't forget to show them your passport again. It could be that someone else loves to spend 200€ on you and that would be crazy! So they check it again. Then you walk back down, and get the ticket. The staff was very friendly, but stressed. No wonder. They have to take care about 1-2 meters of paperwork just besides you.

To my surprise I was allowed to to board right away, since I had no vehicle on me at all. I decided to do so. And even thought all the people expect from you that you know what to do and where to go, I was able to make it without much issues. In the end you are up and on board. Write you name into the list, ignore 'we are number one!' singings in your head, and go to the room. I took an default 4 bed's room. It's bigger than the 4 Beds on the train, and you have your own Bathroom with shower. So you could say its way above the quality of all the hostels. And, this time, I was lucky with the other people. They are bikers from France and nice guys :)

You even can hatch supper if you check in before 6pm. It was .. alot. Wow. The meals here are no joke. They might be not top notch quality. But they are solid and big. Pretty big.

Following the Schedule the ship should leave some when in the night, when everyone is on board. Deep in the night our last person joined the sleeping room. Babbeling something in german. And I remember that one of the french guys (Michele) was making pretty cartoonish stunts with the ladder, when he wanted to climb up to his bed ^^

So!

The whole day was 206€. Finally a sum that can give you something nice from lego. Eh? How about the 10274 Ghostbusters Ecto 1 ? Its around this price and hey. This car should worth as much as 3 nights on a ship including food and drinks!

[bliss-tastic]

Super boop

And also slightly evil boop

Muse ask game: all of the even numbers

Boop

Thank you for the ask, it took me some time haha

2. Muse song that sounds better live -

4. Fav Muse cover - It has to be Can't Take My Eyes Off You because that's my gf and my song. Also I love the Sign 'O Times one soooooo much, I used to rip it from youtube to put it in my ipod. Those were the times.

6. Fav Matt dance - TIRO shuffle takes the cake. I like all of the weird (iconic) ones.

8. Fav mime - All of them are golden but Dom ATE the Italian one 😎

10. Fav non-studio lyric - Matt swearing and especially him swearing and having to mumble the rest of the line because the swear didn't fit. Hilarious.

12. Fav Muse member tweet - Matt's "Dominique Howard" one. And him getting his ass beat by Dom for it. Yes Dom get his ass

14. Fav jam/riff - all of the drum and bass ones. I actually crave them. And they go so hard!!!

16. Fav Chris pic - EXCUSE ME

NO WAIT

NO WAIT

THIS ONE UGH

18. Fav merch - I have T2L flag as my piano cover and that is so beautifulll also i love the big print of all the artwork incl singles

THIS ONEEE i will hang it up in my home one day cause i don't wanna ruin the walls of this rental. Buuut I love it so much.

20. Fav live moment - Matt's intrusive thoughts getting the best of him. Him slapping Dom's ass is no.1 Him randomly serenading Dom with TIRO. Just sheer Matt insanity. Special shoutout Showbiz being played LIVE WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE

22. Fav guitar/bass riff /drum fill - I know Hysteria is very popular but i dieee every single time. The air feels fresher, my eyes feel clearer. Also Futurism yum

24. What's something you wish Muse did that they don't normally do - random pics. They are more private and i love that for them but I would die for the most random assortment of pics of them just popping on my feed at random times.

26. Fav Muse pop song - is Compliance a good answer?

28. Fav Muse piano/organ part - B&H!!!!

30. Fav Muse fanart - ALL OF THEM i love the art SO MUCH

32. Have you followed Matt's advice about not give a fuck if people think you're a pretentious wanker - nah bro i have ✨️anxiety✨️

34. Have you met any of the band - no 😭

36. Fav song to sing along to - lately it's been Verona but I love singing so all of them (yes even micro cuts)

38. Fav instrumental to play - Exo III my beloveddd

40. Fav live era - all of them for different reasons that could fill up essays.

42. Fav festival performance - one random one in Poland in 2016 because I WAS THERE and i got my semi-muser friend to take the 16h bus ride with me we had a blast

44. Would you block someone for posting too much Muse - never. Bring. It. On.

46. Best Muse fan community - as if anything could beat Museblr 😘

48. Have you ever taken part in old Muse easter eggs - there was this one thing during drones era but it was in main European cities and I live in bumfuck Estonia so I couldn't. So noo

50. Chris' curls or the legend of Pedro - I love both of them but curls for the win <3

52. Matt offered 50k£ for the first to go and perform shirtless, who? - Dom saw dollar signs when he said it so my money's on him

54. Mirror Manson or Glitterati - Glitterati was so iconic but let's let her rest. So Mirror Manson

56. Fav silly Muse video - the one where they all eat shit, it was just on my timeline a bit ago. Hi-la-ri-ous

58. Does the singer from Muse only have one tooth - TOOF

60. Fav Matt swearing in a song - all of them i love swearing it's so embedded in my vocabulary it's almost ruining my life. Swearing in Estonian (native), English (almost bloody native), Russian (broken but always gotta know the swears), Spanish (know un poco but like i said, gotta know the swears)

Again thank you so much for these!!! This was a laugh 😁

[iloveutoodeath]

i just woke up from the best dream ever 😝❣️ i was at an amusement park and as i was walking i found out there was gonna be a secret my chemical romance show at the carousel that’s inside the castle and i was able to get in!! i was maybe like 3 rows back from the carousel(which was the stage) and was standing center stage and the room we were in was tinyy. anyways the show started and it was so funnn the band and the crowd were so energetic. AND!!!! they played a new song!!! i wish i could remember it better but it was very upbeat, kind of vampire money rock n roll-y vibes, but DIFFERENT bc it had elements not typical of that kind of sound. there were prominent piano elements throughout and in the middle there was a piano solo but the piano was very soft and whimsical compared to the rest of the song but it still fit with the overall playfulness of the music lmaoo. and gerard’s vocals were so bright and playful too :’-) idk if any of that makes sense i honestly suck at describing music, but trust me it was a very fun song!!!!!!!! everyone went crazy over it. at one point during the show i actually locked eyes with gerard and i was smiling and dancing and he smiled and waved at me lmaooo.

after the show i was overjoyed walking out of the castle, i was still reeling from how fun the show had been and i couldn’t believe that i’d been so lucky to find out about it and that i could get in, and that they played a new song!! so i was walking along the outside castle walls heading to where the rest of my family was waiting for me when i spotted gerard standing in one of the castles balconies, greeting and talking to some fans on the ground below. it was a small group of people, and they were mostly waving at each other and thanking each other because he was slightly too high up for anyone to have a proper conversation. when the group left, i walked to the balcony and waved and thanked him for the show, and he laughed and waved and said thank you and made a heart sign with his hands and i was really touched and excited by that (i felt rly special because the previous group of people didn’t get heart signs LMAOO) so i gave him a heart sign too, and i was like jumping and smiling and laughing. idk it was a very sweet and silly moment, and after i waved again and left. when i later found my mom i was telling her about what happened and she was like woww he must have recognized you from the show and i was like 🤭noo u think so?? and she said yea he saw how much fun you were having LMAO anyways that made me so uncontrollably happy that i woke up

[oasisdawn]

[previous]

I got a few toys for Spot and a mouse.

I think he would speak his mind

awesome

I do not remember why I took this pic. Oh, it's because Spot is a loud eater! It is so adorable. He makes noises when he eats his kibble and it actually reminds me of a real life cat I knew xD

Since he had a woohoo wish, I invited over the best candidate.

Aww, Nervous got a crush!

Chester got a crush as well!

Time to pan the camera away xD

I got them into a date the next day and here they are pillow fighting.

They are having fun but sadly Chester was too tired and their wishes ran out.

Meanwhile, Spot is tripping xD

He'd definitely get help.

yep

Got a letter from Nervous!

He invited him over and they got to the couch immediately.

He is staying over.

It's snowing and a burgler!

There goes the couch

Luckily Chester has a cellphone so he was able to call the cops fast!

And there goes the TV

Chester doesn't look too bothered xD

Noo, the cop lost!

Yeah

He didn't even got money from insurance it's just gone

We are ending this round here as it is winter now. It started to snow in downtown first it seems! I would have liked to get Nervous to move in here but Chester is nowhere near there, yet.

See you on the next household!