#Oh no we aren't in fire that's a song and not my thoughts

[nolan-chance-fortnite]

You shouldn't have two lovers

It's very complicated kissing two mouths 🎶

[amourdivine]

୨ ♡ ୧︰ WHOSE MIND ARE YOU ON?   ઉ   PAC.

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HOW TO CHOOSE YOUR PILE.  take a few deep breaths and look at each picture separately. see which one brings you to a feeling, a place or a memory. take your time and feel free to come back to it later!

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୨୧ PILE ONE

ace of pentacles ✧ the tower ✧ two of wands

Oh, this is someone whom you've had a huge falling out with. The aftermath has left both of you scarred, the foundation of your connection has crumbled, but both of you still check up on one another. For one half of this pile, this is purely platonic, like an ex friend or co-worker. For the other half, this was a friends with benefit situation... feelings made things even messier and the two of you got caught up in a thunderstorm.

Regardless, this person holds so much love and so much hatred inside their heart. They're so angry, but they miss you so much. They look at your old photos, reminisce on old memories. I just saw a best friend necklace in my mind's eye. They want to talk to you, but in that exact same second, they are reminded that things aren't that way anymore. It pains them, it ails them.

They likely write about you in the form of poetry, maybe journaling. They listen to songs about you, maybe even watch or read tarot readings in the hopes of finding closure. I genuinely don't think this person means any harm towards you, you're just both incredibly hurt by one another and I think distance has done you well so far. The waters need to calm down before the two of you can talk again, feelings need to be addressed and processed before you can cross paths.

This person misses you so badly, but I think the thought of this connection still brings up a lot of triggers to the surface. You may have some harsh aspects in synastry that create this tension or perhaps the two of you are fire signs. Sort of like a harsh Mars and Pluto aspect, but take it how it resonates. For your sake, it's important you address the feelings you have for this person (be it rage, hatred or love) so you don't feel trapped by this situation.

channeled messages and signs: best friend, betrayal, 10 of swords, "how could you?", "i stay up thinking of you", pinky promises, bikes, red sweater, october, insecure, competitive, jealous, leo, pick me, saturn, 333, 7, "you were mine".

୨୧ PILE TWO

the world ✧ the sun ✧ three of cups

Ah, this is someone who's away from you physically, but not emotionally. They love you so much. It's possible they have traveled for work or study temporarily, but they can't wait to come home to you, to be in your arms. It feels a mix of platonic and romantic energy, so please take it how it resonates. It could be someone who hasn't confessed their feelings to you verbally, but I think it's pretty darn obvious.

Either way, you make this person so happy, so giddy, so full of hope and love. You remind them that there are better times ahead and I think there's something about your smell, your embrace or smile that this person adores. You inspire them in so many ways, there's literally no one like you in this world. You're their favorite - and I think it's a mutual feeling here.

If this is someone whom you've met online, they're so eager to meet you. They probably daydream about it, they're taking active steps towards it too. They hope for ice cream-filled days under the sun and walking with you in the park. I feel very idyllic, it's wholesome and adventurous at the same time.

You bring a sense of courage and strength in this person, I think you're their "energy booster" in a way, either through your words or just who you are in general. You give this person a bit of a sweet, but fun adrenaline rush. They're so excited by the thought of you.

channeled messages and signs: cottagecore, wifey, strawberries, hot pink, neon green, astronomy, lauv, riding shotgun, roadtrip, plane flights, concert tickets, airports, "baby blue", kpop, "bestie", "bae".

୨୧ PILE THREE

ten of cups ✧ six of pentacles ✧ seven of swords (clarified by the two of cups)

This is someone well established and hardworking, someone who seems quite happy on the surface. They live in a shiny world, a perfect world. At least that's what it looks like on the surface.

This person is married and may have children already. You work with them, or under them. However happy or well-meaning this person may seem towards you, they are secretly very, very attracted to you. They want something more than professional or platonic with you, but they're keeping it under wraps right now.

I can't help but feel icky, like this person wants to have it all and that means going behind their partner's back in order to have you. I don't think they would ever come right and clean about this to anyone in this situation. You're like a shiny object this person wants to collect for themselves, but it's not like they'd care for you in any capacity. I Want it All by Arctic Monkeys started playing in my head. I think this is probably this person's view towards the world.

The Eight of Cups is at the back of the deck - be sure to not engage with this person emotionally, or any more than you already have. They're not honest about their feelings or intentions and it shows in the way they're sneaking around, while their partner's blissfully ignorant about it. Cheater, fuckboy energy!

channeled messages and signs: black and white, indie pop, millenial, 1989, 1990, power dynamics, chief, corporate nightmare, suits, fanfiction, beard, "don't look back", the fray, melancholia.

୨୧ PILE FOUR

five of cups ✧ seven of wands ✧ knight of swords

Whoever this is, I feel a more childish, impulsive energy. I don't know if this person is still in your life, but chances are they regret something they did or said to you. They're mourning your connection for the time being. I think you pulled away from them over a boundary they crossed or you stood your ground and they weren't expecting it. The friction here may not have been grand, but it was enough to make them feel guilty, regretful and even ashamed.

They're looking back on their actions and they're wishing they had a do-over. For some reason, I feel like this person is younger than you or just less experienced. They have a "younger sibling" feel to them, someone who's still a page. You were a source of stability and comfort to them, I think they still look up to you in some way, because I feel that they're ashamed over disappointing you.

However, as sad as it is, it doesn't seem like the end of your connection, for most of you. If this is a family member, like a cousin or sibling, chances are you'll both need to let this "marinate" and come back to talk about it later. They want to talk it out with you regardless, so it's not as definite as it may have seemed before. Even if you do have your guard up towards this person and vice-versa, give this connection a chance. I honestly feel like there's still a lot of love and admiration left between the two of you.

channeled messages and signs: "i wish you were here", victory, number 7, stubborn, "i'm the older one!", nitpicky, play-fighting, gossip, lullabies, bedtime stories, "i was trying to protect you", defensiveness, muddy waters, family portraits, petty, blocked.

୨୧ PILE FIVE

queen of pentacles ✧ the star ✧ five of pentacles ✧ three of wands

This is a motherly person. They could be an actual mother, an aunt, a grandma, or simply someone who embodies these nurturing traits, almost to the point of being a little overbearing. It can also be a "mom friend", someone who cares for others by giving them gifts. They're well established and might give unsolicited advice in regards to career, finances or relationships, but they mean well.

The reason why you're on this person's mind is because they're wishing you well. Maybe you suffered a loss recently, or you've been depressed and this person is hoping you can recover soon. I think you may have distanced yourself from others, but this person wants to help you. Still, they're waiting on you to reach out to them.

It's possible they've sent you flowers or "get well soon" texts and cards. I don't know why I get the feeling you were or are sick, struggling in some type of visible way and that's why they're worried. Maybe to you it doesn't seem like a big deal, but since this person is more experienced, they know how to deal with certain things and they really want to help you.

They might have offered you to stay at their place, or maybe have cooked you soup. I get very lovely, nurturing feelings from this pile. They wish you well and hope you can cheer up soon! For some, this is a person from your home country? You may be studying or working abroad and this mother figure wants you to take care of yourself. Aw!

channeled messages and signs: south korea, china, "i'm fine! i promise", subway, skip and loafer, exam season, 555, big city, hometown, missing the train, "i'm running late", overprotective, homemade meals, flu season, childhood movies, growing up, middle age crisis.

୨୧ PILE SIX

eight of cups ✧ eight of wands ✧ ten of swords ✧ the sun

This is such a back and forth energy, pile six. I won't lie, it feels difficult but exciting... but also really difficult? This person has been in and out of your life multiple times. You fight and then get back to each other. Then you fight again, going round and round.

It's interesting because The Sun is here, so you do make each other very happy, but you also make each other very miserable. I think this dynamic moved very fast unexpectedly. There's lots of attraction, but also lots of heartbreak. It could be a friends with benefits situation, maybe an ex you can't get over. I also heard "sneaky link" and the messages feel quite 18+, if you get what I mean.

You see, you enjoy this person's presence very much. Even when they tease you. And you've hurt each other many times, but I think you can't stop coming back to one another. There's this strange, unbreakable bond, but it's also a connection that triggers the both of you a lot and could've turned quite toxic.

This is the only pile where I had to pull more than four cards to channel the messages and I got the Queen of Wands. I think both of you are drawn to each other like moths to a flame, but there's some maturing needed if this connection is meant to progress. I didn't include advice in the previous pile, but the High Priestess came out for you as advice. So make sure to tune in to your emotions, your needs and how this person is engaging with you. Is this something truly fulfilling for you? How are you being called to step up your boundaries, your words and your actions? Connect to what you truly desire for yourself.

channeled messages and signs: "in my feels", drake songs, coquette aesthetic, water by tyla, pink hat, y2k, black girl magic, it girl, jennie kim, long hair, neon lights, freeze, nail art, "know your worth", boss, "cheer up buttercup", "you're so high maintenance", work crush, toxic by britney spears.

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[chaosology]

bad idea, right?

— Sam Kerr x reader

based off Olivia Rodrigo's new song | masterlist

warnings: steamy, allusions to sexy times. it's a small fic, sorry! i feel it isn't very good quality lol

Haven't heard from you in a couple of months, but I'm out right now and I'm all fucked up

Your drink was spilling all over your hand as you stumbled through the crowds, pulling your friend's hands as they yelled over the music. There was no doubt about your intentions tonight. Sam was fresh on your mind and your friends were sick of you crawling back to her, with Robin going as far to call you a "slutty, lovesick puppy".

She wasn't wrong. Time after time you would wake up in her bed after agreeing to call it off, memories of the night before (and earlier that morning, let's be real) fresh in your head. They made you promise that tonight you'd quote "fuck it out" with someone else, as long as you didn't call her. You were about 80% sure it was doable, after all you hadn't spoken with her in a few days anyway.

The drink sloshes in your cup as you throw your hands up. Strangers are dancing up on you and you throw the cute girl across from you a wink. She's moving closer towards you as the song changes, her hands beginning to snake around your neck. As soon as you close your eyes and relax into it, they're gone.

"Damn, didn't know you were taken for the night."

You shoot her a confused look, and she motions over your shoulder at a figure standing by the door.

Fuck.

Sam's there. Right there - in the club where you're supposed to be finding a fling. She's leaning against the door frame, her arms crossed over her chest. She's got an almost amused, cocky look on her face as she stares you down. Her eyebrows raise as she nods, is she giving you her "blessing" to continue? Screw her.

"Don't worry about that." You whisper in the girl's ear, leaning down to bury your face in her neck. In what feels like an instant, you're being pulled away. There's no time to even utter an apology as you find yourself on the other end of the floor.

The lights are casting a purple glow over her face as she looks down at you. The tune of Troye Sivan's "Rush" is loud in your ears as you meet her gaze, a defiant look in you're eye.

"You really thought you'd get away with that?"

"Oh please, aren't we broken up Sam? Pretty sure it was you who initiated it."

"I wasn't the one at my door last week, begging for it." She fires back.

All resolve you had fizzled away as you looked quickly for your friends. Robin was making out with a guy at the bar and Georgie was nowhere to be seen. Perfect.

Her hands are on your hips in an instant, pulling your lower half into her. Your swaying your hips, hands moving to her neck as her chest presses against her back. She's murmuring in your ear and you pray the music is too loud for anyone to overhear. She kisses your neck, her hands running up and down your body as she sways with you. Tangling your hands in her hair, you bring her in for a kiss.

She grabs your thigh, lifting the leg to wrap around her waist as she deepens the kiss. You can't find it in you to care that you're going back to her once again, falling back into that same pattern you came hear to break.

And I told my friends I was asleep, but I never said where or in whose sheets

"Should we get out of here, baby?"

You only nod, letting her know you're off to let your friends know . You tap Robin on the shoulder.

"Fuck, I completely forgot about my lecture tomorrow. I've gotta be up early, I'll let you know when I'm home." A complete lie.

You're glad Sam is out of her line of sight otherwise you'd be in for it. She gives you a hug and you pray to God she doesn't notice your now smudged lipstick. As soon as you're in the taxi, Sam's hand is on your thigh and giving it a squeeze as she winks at you.

Maybe next time, you think. One more time with Sam can't hurt, right?

[seeds-and-sins]

Light My Fire - Part Eight

Pairing: Ben "Soldier Boy" x Reader

Rating: M (Crude Language, Curse Words, Sexism, minor references to sex, WARNING: talks about death and self-harm)

Description: Phoenix tries to rectify the missing pieces within herself, but she struggles to figure out how.

Tagged: @tonixe@chernayawidow , @deans-spinster-witchs-favorites, @ophennie@virgoelf-blog , @my-obsession-spn, @capricxnt @demodemo909 @boywivlove

Song: Gypsy - Fleetwood Mac

"FUCK!" Homelander yelled, the tv remote broke in his closed fist. One of the flat screen televisions in the meeting room was set to channel 8 and Starlight was all over the news. Her little video had gone viral, her resignation given, Homelander thrown under the bus, this was all out war. Homelander was fuming, Ashley was gnawing her nails down to the skin, the Deep was posted at one of the chairs around the table, Agnes was sitting a few seats down from him sipping on a cup of coffee.

And you were standing there, arms crossed, staring blankly at the screen.

You were so tired. Physically, mentally, and emotionally drained from everything. Just from living really.

When was the last time you slept again?

"Okay!" Ashley squealed, "We'll fix this. We'll fix this. Please. Oh my god! Fuck!" Your eyes slid shut, her panicking died in your ears, the world silenced for a moment.

"Phoenix!" Your eyes shot open, Homelander was staring at you with a look of desperation plastered on his face. "What do we do?" Your hands tightened around your biceps and your teeth dug into your bottom lip. What do we do? More importantly, what should be done?

"We don't have time to worry about Starlight." Your voice came out hoarse, in a low whisper. The room fell quiet. "She has a loyal fan base, but they aren't as loyal as our people. I wouldn't worry about her." Homelander nodded virgorously, licking his lips. The desperation in his boyish eyes faded and what replaced it was a sharp coldness.

"You're right. We've got to find Soldier Boy."

"But we need to make a statement!" Ashley's shrill made you roll your eyes.

"Go take a fuckin' Xanax, Ashley!" You commanded, holding up an admonishing finger. Ashley's lips shut with a resounding pop and she straightened, fear crawled up her spine and glued her to the floor. "I'll talk. I know how to charm a crowd. It'll put this off until we can get shit under control." Your command came out more as a question, Homelander's jaw flicked from side to side before he nodded. "Come on Agnes." The older woman rose from the table without protest, following after your quick strides with a waddle of her own.

...

"Good Evening!" You crowned your fingers and propped them up on the podium. "I appreciate you all being here for this impromptu press conference. Given the situation, I'm sure you know there are a few things that Vought needs to address."

"Where's Homelander?" A journalist shouted from the crowd, flapping his hand above the sea of heads to get Phoenix's attention.

"Homelander is off handling more important matters." The crowd broke out in shouted questions and mixed words, journalists reaching over eachother as they attempted to flag you down. You begrudgingly pointed at a woman in the front row.

"Isn't this important? Starlight has resigned? What is the future of the Seven? Why are you up there when you're not even on the team?" It went silent as everyone waited for a response, or rather, a staccato of responses to answer a staccato of questions. You paused, thought about the significance of your next words, what they would mean. You found a camera and stared into it.

"I want to make myself very clear..." Your voice penetrated the air, the room was thick with the tone that every syllable carried. "Starlight isn't a priority. Everyday Homelander, I, and many other heroes are trying to keep you all safe. We fought overseas so that the super villain threat could be contained. I underestimated the enemy and now the super villain threat is here. Us heroes need to be doing our jobs, not starting petty battles over social media. If Starlight wants to play her games and spread her lies, slander us, she is welcome to do so. But Homelander and I are going to focus on what is important: your safety, your lives."

An intense stillness blanketed the crowd, a few camera flashes. One journalist had the gull to raise their hand, when no one else would, not after a speech like that.

"What are your thoughts on the deathes of the TNT twins? Your former colleagues?"

Good. I'm glad they're dead.

"And your friend? Crimson Countess?" Your head tilted to the other voice, you swallowed and looked down at your fingers.

"Countess wasn't my friend, and neither were the Twins." You shook your head. "Not anymore at least. Not when they turned their backs on..." You paused. Me. -- Ben. "On you. The people. Some of the strongest heroes I knew for their time, and only Noir and I remain. The others worried about their luxury condos, their ratings, movie deals, royalties. None of them cared about what really matters. I don't mourn them. I don't think I ever will."

"But what of Soldier Boy? You were there when he died, did you mourn him?"

"I-" You had to take a deep breath, the emotions that swelled in you had nearly knocked you off your feet. You cleared your throat and held back tears. "I did. I do."

Soldier Boy was still dead to you.

"Soldier Boy died so that all of us could live."

...

 🎶 So I'm back to the velvet underground.  🎶 

 🎶 Back to the floor that I love... 🎶 

Three Xanax, two blunts-going on three-and half a bottle of whiskey later, you found yourself laying on your bed in a mess of comforter and pillows. Your suit was discarded somewhere, leaving you down to nothing but your underwear. And you were just laying there, staring up at the ceiling as you smoked from a blunt and sipped from a bronze filled glass. Your record player sung in the background, mellowing out your already distant mood.

 🎶 To a room with some lace and paper flowers 🎶 

 🎶 Back to the gypsy that I was 🎶 

 🎶 To the gypsy that I was... 🎶 

What did you have?

John?

He kept you around as an extension of himself rather than as someone he cared for. You were the arms of his authority, fingers curled around your enemies with a vice grip. In reverse, he was a reflection of you in many ways, uncaring, erratic, impulsive. You knew he didn't care about you. Not truly. You weren't sure he was capable of it. Maybe with some admiration, some approval, but love was a distant thought in John's head. He only ever craved it from others. And you were more than able to provide in the past, giving pieces of yourself to John without a second thought. Now you had no more pieces left to give.

 🎶 And it all comes down to you. 🎶 

 🎶 And you know that it does when. 🎶 

 🎶 Lightening strikes maybe once maybe twice. 🎶 

Your fans?

You would rather burn them all alive, throw them in a furnace and walk away. They didn't love you. They loved the image of yourself that you fronted, but they didn't know you.

 🎶 Oh and it lights up the night. 🎶 

 🎶 And you see your gypsy (ohh, ohh) 🎶 

 🎶 You see your gypsy. 🎶 

You?

That was all you had. Herodom was a quiet life, a lonely one. But it was never about saving people or doing some good in the world. As much as Starlight thought she was making a difference, the world would never change. There would always be criminals. There would always be greedy politicans and corrupt agents of the law. The world was cold and callous and it never retreated.

And you had nothing.

You were a victim of the chaos. Vought took you in, molded you into something vile and morbid, tossed you around in a bag of salt, and hurled you into the world for their own profit.

You were an experiment.

Your lips wrapped around the end of your blunt and you took a drag. Smoke flowed from your nostrils, it floated up toward the high ceiling and you watched it swirl until it faded completely.

Your head drooped to the side and your face wrinkled as if you were about to cry, before you suppressed that urge.

 🎶 To the gypsy that remains. 🎶 

 🎶 Faces freedom, with a little fear. 🎶 

 🎶 I have no fear, and have only love. 🎶 

 🎶 And if I was a child and the child was enough. 🎶 

 🎶 Enough for me to love. 🎶 

 🎶 Enough to love. 🎶 

Through a blurry haze, your half lidded eyes spotted a figure at the open double doors leading into your bedroom. You shifted a little, squinted, then slowly sat upright.

"Ben?"

He was dressed in his full suit, arms straight at his sides.

"Hello, hot stuff." He answered casually, stepping closer. He sent you a boyish smile that reminded you of his older self, all cocky, all confident, all play, no work.

"What are you-" The blunt dropped from your hand, hitting the marble floor. "What are you doing here?" His eyes darted down your body, hovering over your naked torso a little longer than necessary before raising back to your face.

"You didn't need me?" You dropped your head, a firm hand cupped on your jaw, the touch burned into your skin and your gaze was being directed back to Ben. He felt so real. He felt solid. He felt tangible.

 🎶 She is dancing away from you now (Oooh). 🎶 

 🎶 She was just a wish, she was just a wish (ooh, ooh). 🎶 

 🎶 And her memory is all that is left for you now. 🎶 

"Am I hallucinating?" Your palms rested gently on his chest, Ben's thumb scaled your cheek and he sighed.

"No."

 🎶 You see you're a gypsy. 🎶 

"This is a dream, sweetheart."

"Of course it is," You sniffled.

"You wouldn't be able to hallucinate, even if you wanted." Another voice chimed and when you glanced over, it was Vogelbaum. "Your body can't sustain the affects of foreign substances long enough for that to happen." He was in a bloodied labcoat and his words were slightly muffled through a gas mask. Your expression lit up with panic and your head was being yanked back by Soldier Boy's hand.

"Don't pay attention to that piece of shit." Soldier Boy drew you closer with his other hand at your hip. "Just look at me."

"Why is this happening? Why am I dreaming about this?" You whispered, Ben's hand moved to cradle the back of your head.

"Because I'm the answer." You blinked at him, then tiredly moved into his body. Your arms wrapped around him and you hugged him. Ben enveloped you in return, his strong and bulky arms holding you close...

"You even smell real."

"That's what happens when you smoke a lot of dope."

"Also, the cannabis you were smoking no doubt contained traces of LSD." Vogelbaum again. You squeezed your eyes shut and Soldier Boy grunted when your arms tightened around him.

"Can he just shut up for fucks sake?" Soldier Boy inhaled deeply and he exhaled with a sigh.

"You want my advice?"

"Not really." He grabbed your shoulders and drew you away at arm's length.

"Sometimes you gotta take life by the balls, kid." You blinked at him, your head sinking toward your chest. Soldier Boy rolled his eyes before grabbing under your chin and lifting your head again. "Remember back in the day. We didn't let anybody get in our way. We owned this fuckin' place."

"Oh no." You breathed, your palms rose to your cheeks and Soldier Boy relinquished his hold on you so you could pace away from him. "It's happening. This is it. I'm having the worst mental breakdown of my life. I'm going to destroy the world."

"Only in theory." Vogelbaum piped in again, "Theoretically your body can reach temperatures bordering that of the sun and in that instance-" Soldier Boy's shield came hurtling toward him out of nowhere. The Scientist disappeared in a puff of smoke before the metal could touch him.

"I hate that guy." Soldier Boy's head tilted as he considered you. "Listen..." He emphasized with raised hands. "The only person who understands you right now is me." He stepped toward you, and you hunched in on yourself in defeat."You have me. I'm your answer."

"You're also a figment of my imagination."

"Nah, honey, I'm out there. I'm alive. Come find me."

"You want me dead out there." Soldier Boy's lips quirked up in a handsome smirk and he shook his head.

"But, sweetheart, I don't."

...

When your eyes opened, they opened slowly, the blunt had burnt out in your bed sheet and your body was sprawled out across the bed in all different directions. You blinked at the ceiling, thinking about your dream, thinking about him. The thought left a gross taste in your mouth, your stomach jumped and a weight settled in your chest.

Gosh, you wanted to die sometimes, didn't you?

What was this? What were you doing here?

Why don't you just leave and give all this up? Just like you always wanted.

Because you can't.

You were tired.

It took a few minutes of blank staring before you rose from your bed and travelled out of your room.

"God help me!" You heard a voice exclaim as you entered into the living room. It was Agnes. She made an effort to cover her gaze from your nude figure. And after all these years, she still hadn't gotten used to your ways. You squinted at her, stumbling toward the onset of the kitchen.

"What are you doing here? I told you to leave." Agnes nervously clenched and unclenched her fingers, finally lowering her hand to look at you. Your eyes connected, Agnus' wrinkles creased with a furrowed brow, with concern.

"Homelander wanted me to stay. He's worried about you." You groaned, pouring yourself another glass of whiskey and downing it back with a wince.

"I'm fine."

"You don't look fine." You poured the next glass, sipping from it as you held Agnus' expectant gaze.

"John just wants to make sure I'm on his side." You replied in a dull tone, hunching over the countertop.

"Are you?" You didn't respond. Not immediately. Your eyes flitted around the penthouse and you took in the expanse of space that had been your home for decades.

"Maybe I don't want to be on a side anymore, Agnes." You placed your glass down and stalked over to a wall that held various photos and movie posters and memories from the old days. You scanned each photo, as you had hundreds of times, with a trained eye.

"Please. Tell me what's wrong."

"Everything I do, it doesn't matter." Your eyes paused on a familiar face, and you felt a sadness engulf the entirety of your heart.

He was so good to you. Always trying to comfort you. Always at your side when you needed him.

"Do ya'maybe want to talk about it?"

"No."

You would go find him. That was final. You were sure of it. Screw everyone else. This man. He would be the one you went to. He was the one you needed. He would tell you what you needed to do and he would be genuine. Above all. He would be genuine.

"I'm heading out for a little bit, Agnes. Alone." You took quick steps toward your room.

"Wait, wh-where are you going? Homelander told me to watch you." You didn't respond, turning to close the double doors into your bedroom. At the last glimpse between the cracks, you saw her plop onto the couch with exasperation.

[eveandtheturtles]

Dating Advice

Ship: Leo X Reader

A/N: Leo can't catch a break it seems lol I am going to continue bully him for a lil bit more. With the help of his fam ;)

Tagging: @madammuffins @turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch

Anyone else want in let me know!

Recently Leo has been a bit antsy. A bit more... jumpy? But only in the presence of one person.

April noted his behaviour as you left the lair and immediately pulled him aside.

"Okay, spill." She sat him down in the kitchen and gave him her best 'big sis time' look.

"I- don't know what you mean," he said slowly, clearing his throat and looking away. "Now if you excuse me-" he started getting up.

"Sit," she ordered and he sat back down. "Come on Leo," she softened her tone. "I want to help."

He sighed heavily and tapped his finger over the table. "Fine," he sighed, finally giving in. "It's- well,... How do you ask somebody out? Asking for a friend."

April smiled and was about to answer when as if summoned Mikey popped up behind them.

"Who is asking who out?" He asked.

"No one!" Leo tried to stop the train from crashing but too late.

"I think Leo likes your new friend a little more than 'just friends'," April informed him.

"That's nothing new." Suddenly Donnie spoke up from the coffee spot. He had crawled out of his science cave to inject more caffeine in his blood stream. "You aren't that hard to read Leo," he added seeing the shocked face of his brother.

"Can we stop with the bullying?" The blue masked turtled sighed.

"Who are we bullying?" Raph asked as he emerged freshly post work out with a towel around his neck.

"Leo." All three replied.

The terrapin in question sighed again leaning his head down and rubbing a spot on his forehead. He could feel the headache coming.

"Oh, really?" Raph grinned. "What about?"

"He wants to ask Sweetness out," Mikey informed him.

"I never said I want to! It's for a friend!" Leo protested.

"Really? What is his name?" April asked with a wide grin.

Leo opened and closed his mouth. He then made an undignified noise and slid lower in his chair.

"That's what I thought," she said smugly.

"Bro, you could like make a song for her, chicks are into this kinda thing, right?" Mikey looked at April.

She made an 'eh' face. "Depends."

"Or a poem." Raph placed one hand on Leo's shoulder. "I got one for you bro."

"Don't." Leo glared at him.

"Roses are read, violets are blue." Raph ignored him and continued. "Guess what, my bed has place for two."

"Good one!" Mikey snickered. "How about - twinkle, twinkle little star, we can do it in the car."

The two hollered with laughter, even April had to bite her lips not to join them. Leo was suffering.

"Mikey, if you get anywhere near the turtle tank with that intent I will cut you off the WiFi for life and set your hover board on fire," Donnie spoke up.

"Yes, sir!" Mikey immediately sobered up. Donnie threats were no laughing matter.

"Thank you!" Leo called out, hoping the torment was over. He was wrong.

"That being said -," Donnie took a sip of his coffee and cleared his throat.

"Oh, no." Leo sunk further down.

"Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream," purple terrapin sang. "Merrily, merrily, I can make you scream."

"Oh, my god," Leo groaned. "You are my family, but you are all terrible, you dicks."

"Eh, you love us," April patted his hand.

"Hey guys," you re-entered the lair. "I forgot my bag." You took the scene in and frowned. "Is something wrong?"

Suddenly all the eyes were on Leo and he just wanted to disappear.

"Nope," he jumped out of the chair. "Everything is peachy! Let me walk you home." He rushed to your side and threw a death glare at his snickering family.

You were very confused as Leo escorted you out.

"What was that all about?" You asked. "It looked like you guys were having an intervention," you joked.

"It was nothing, they just thought they were being funny," he huffed.

"Were they giving you shit because you haven't asked me out yet?" You smirked, giving him a side eye.

Leo felt like a scratch record. "What?" He blinked at you, stopping abruptly.

"You aren't that hard to read Leo." You took his hand. "Also I was listening to the whole thing for quite a while. The sewers do carry sounds well."

His heart was about to jump out of his chest. "And um, do you, would you mind if I did?"

"Nope, so come on, shoot your shot." You nudged him gently.

"Alright," he took a deep breath in. Here it goes. He will not mess it up. "Do you take out game?"

Fuck.

"I mean - Will you check me out? No!" He pinched the bridge oh his snout.

You tried so hard not to laugh.

"I can do this," he said probably more to himself than you. "Will you. Go with me. To the Knicks game this Saturday?"

You giggled and stood up on your tip toes giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Yes, with pleasure."

"Great!!" He smiled brightly. "I can pick you up at 6?"

"Sounds perfect. See you then." You gave his hand a squeeze and exited the sewers. A smile never leaving your face.

Once you were gone he fist pumped, excited. You said yes! That was such a relief! He felt so good he was going to clean the dojo!

Figuring out how to prevent his brothers from going to the game was future Leo problem.

[emiko-matsui]

Can't you hear that scratching? There's something at the door. The wind has picked us up now and we're hanging in the air as you grip me like an animal that you're about to spear. "Be good to me," I whisper. You say "What?" and I say "Nothing, dear." // I make shipwrecks out of my dress and the door below it splinters and the creature creeps inside. We fall into each other and the scratching grows so loud because that unwanted animal wants nothing more than to get out.

I've never seen a diamond in the flesh, I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies, and I'm not proud of my address, in this torn up town there's no postcode envy. But every song is like gold teeth, grey goose, tripping in the bathroom, blood stains, ball gowns, trashing the hotel rooms.

Take me away into the night, out of the hum of the streetlights and into the forest. I'll do whatever you say to me in the dark, scared I'll be torn apart by a wolf in a mask of a familiar name.

If you go out beyond those trees your palms will sweat, you'll nock your knees, and the creatures you'll encounter there will gobble you up for good. There's dangers lurking just outside, but no need to be terrified, this simple advice can be applied: never go into the woods! Wolves and bears will eat you there—they'll drag you to their den.

This town is dying—why are they like this? God keeps on lying and they try to hide it. They're setting fire to the churches tonight, the shadows dance on the wall waiting for the answers to their call.

I ate dinner with beasts, crinkled hands, and red cheeks looking at my body like it's food. // Burn the witch alive, drink our dirty water, be prepared for the Mississippi slaughter.

Blood was spilt along this road and you cannot wash it white with snow. Everything here is built on bones. // Visions you don't want to see, hide your face from prophecy. A soldier not from woman born will come for you, you have been warned.

To all things housed in her silence nature offers a violence. The bear that keeps to his own line, the wolf that seeks his own kind. // The ground walked here is a wonder. It never ceases to hunger. All things nature has given she takes back from the living.

Come and get some, skinning the children for a war drum put in the front of the table selling bombs and guns. It's quicker and easier to eat your young. // It's a kindness, highness, crumbs enough for everyone. Old and young are welcome to the meal. Honey, I'm making sure the table's done.

Now I'm considered ugly from every angle, you're the only beauty I don't want to strangle. Can't you hear me crying out for guidance? // There's no sympathetic victims anywhere. There's blood in my hair.

Oh, girl, your story's all wrong and your dream will be a nightmare before too long. // When the sirens wailed and the bombs fell we ran from the schoolyard and into hell, and what we could've been time will never tell.

You with the dark curls, you with the watercolour eyes, you who bares all your teeth in every smile. He says, "I can always hear you sing, I wanna hear you speak to me," while a stranger braids my hair back out on the streets. // As sharp and serious as a pistol in the eye, my heart is full of swords.

Marrow made a wife of Eve, but no one gave up a rib for me or mine. My heart did expose to the elements calloused and untouched by man's design. Oh, my ugly organs... // The dark doesn't frighten me, I chose to close my eyes. It is mine, it is mine.

Embarrassed by her anger she slept amidst the rocks and as dreamland came to take her it seemed the moon began to talk. It said, "Oh, my little nothing, I am jealous of your voice for though the tides obey my orders, know my orders aren't my choice."

I don't want your half-baked sympathy. When did it save those in need? Still, I thought that angels did exist, but now I hope they plan to end it quick because Friday is black for me. Only my ashes will see the sea.

Which wolf wins? I guess it really depends, you just gotta wait and see which one's appetite is the biggest. Turns out I'm living in a horror film where I'm both the killer and the final girl. // Everyone is a bad guy and there's no way to know who's the worst. Karma's gonna come for all of us and I hope, I hope, I just hope she comes for you first.

You know how folks are afraid of the wolf? If you really stop and think, throughout time, between a wolf and a shepherd, who do you think has killed more sheep?

Please picture me in the weeds before I learned civility, I used to scream ferociously any time I wanted. // Though I can't recall your face I've still got love for you. Pack your dolls and a sweater, we'll move to India forever. Passed down like folk songs, our love lasts so long...

I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam. I know it's true that visions are seldom what they seem, but if I know you I know what you'll do—you'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream.

Once I was lost in the woods. I saw a girl in a hood and she told me I should stick to the path, wolves will plot behind your back. // Soon she was out of my sight, her red hood a phantom in the night, and that's when I saw the wolves appear (but they filled me with ease and not with fear). So I went into the night shedding the skin of my old life as I got deeper and deeper within (and I howled at the moon and at the wind).

ylfa snorgelsson | farewell wanderlust, the amazing devil // royals, lorde // candles, daughter // never go into the woods, the cog is dead // everyone's dying (grandma's drunk again), roe kapara // us and pigs, isella // built on bones, emily scott robinson // blood in the snow, hozier // eat your young, hozier // we will commit wolf murder, of montreal // grandmother song, vienna teng // dear arkansas daughter, lady lamb // ribs, the crane wives // oh my little nothing, kyle stibbs // black friday, angela giarratana // you first, paramore // the saint of lost causes, justin townes earle // seven, taylor swift // once upon a dream, lana del rey // lost in the woods, honey magpie

[airandyeah]

By The Beach Merman Nanami X Reader pt.4

My Masterlist for more chapters Warnings: Nanami has legs now, he can breath air too. Miscommunications, awkward screaming, weird feelings, drugs and alcohol, cursing... Naked Nanami but it's not in a sexual way.

Y/N's side/3rd person: Being an influencer... Is still in fact, hard. However, being active on socials get's you listening to plenty of music. So here Y/N was, listening to Providence by Poor Man's Poison It was a song that spoke volumes for her as an influencer... The hate she received. Men of power telling lies Shifty hands and thirsty eyes And they can smell your fear like blood That's what the entire world was. The internet, the regular people, the politicians... Every single one of them. The hate commentors only seemed to worsen when Y/N came back online. Oh, my weary soul We've met your kind before Set fire to us all It was infuriating. This, her feeling insane for seeing a.... merman. She did some digging, realizing he was in fact a merman, but these creatures aren't real... At least they aren't supposed to be. Right? Feed the rich and kill the poor Turn out the lights and just ignore What's going on outside She went and grabbed a bottle of new alcohol, a decent bottle of scotch. As she took a sip she felt the liquor soothe her soul. Oh, my her weary soul ~~~ A few hours later Her music had auto turned off a few minutes ago yet she didn't move to turn it back on. She was sitting at her kitchens island, drinking a second glass of scotch, already taking at least 4 of her pills... BANG The noise almost made her fall out of the chair- BANG She got up and stumbled to the back sliding door, the one leading her to the beach but rather than the beach... "OH MY GAWD THAT'S A NAKED FUCKING MAN!!!", she yelled. Standing there was a buff blond man, completely naked as the day he was born. The man screams back, imitating her initial scream, causing her to scream again. They scream for what has to be 5 minutes before they calm down and she yanks the sliding door open and pulls him inside. "WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU COME FROM?!" before anything else she finally inspected him. IT WAS HIM, that merman! "AND DIDN'T YOU HAVE A TAIL LAST TIME WE MET???!!!!" she continues to yell, realizing she needed to tone it down as he covered his ears. She expected an answer and got back nothing but a blank look. He couldn't understand. Just perfect. Y/N motions to his legs, noticing again that he is awkwardly naked... The man nods at the gesture and makes a gesture like "no", so he just no longer had a tail? Well duh. "Uhm... Stay here", she gestures to the spot he stands and makes a motion like telling a dog to 'stay' and runs to grab something to cover his nudity. She comes back a few minutes later with a pair of men's drawstring pajama pants and hands them to him while he looks at them in confusion. She takes the waistband of her shorts and makes a pulling upwards motion, then grabs the openings by her thighs, trying to show him how to wear the pants. After about 15 minutes of awkward fiddling he got them on and secured, now he was just shirtless. Better. Now. Time to figure out how to communicate. ~~~ Stopping there, thoughts???

~~~~ Tags (You can request to be tagged, if you didn't want to be, let me know please) @kiel-luvsripples

[generalpalacefishgoop]

Interesting Richarlyson, Pomme, and qBad lore lines regarding qForever and/or @v@ or others (23 Dec 2023)

(not full transcript, just some i thought were interesting, also I'm not changing their typos on their signs n such)

with qPhil and qBad:

Richas :"Dad DID took a medicine but NOT this one" (Happy Pills)

Richas :"Tio Phil 0_0 it IS a medicine but…it is not taking effect. I knew it but, well, the only thing I can do is try to…ask help for someone but who knows where they are."

Richas :"Don't worry tios 0_0 killing him does nothing cause it won't do much now. If anything happen, it will be to me sO DON'T WORRY >:D WE CAN FIX HIM"

with qBad: after sending Pomme away for a moment:

Richas :"so they spoke about bad forever right? Take care of Pom and Dapper tio, I will take care of him dad is far gone, don't try to save him this is not a matter of a pill anymore 0_0 well KKKKKKKKKKKKKK NEITHER I DO KNOW LIFE IS CONFUSING"

Bad asking if "taking care" of him meant killing him

Richas : "KKKKKKKKKKK no tio nah nuh yuh"

Even if the pills aren't working, shouldn't there be some way to fix him?

Richas :"I mean there always is but…do we know how? I can ask tio but do you even know about a certain "dark cucurucho""

"That's the thing tio This is our only hint, for this, it's not a mather of sving him, but keeping dad alive I mean, he might be a danger to me but he is still my dad and better me than the others no? 0_0"

Nonono! what about nobody?

Richas :"thATS WHY KKKK YOURE A LITTLE GOSSIPER and you like dad forever a lot so I don't want tio to be stepping on landmines"

What about working together?

Richas :"Tio again 0_0 KKKKKKKKKKK again, he is far gone, idk how bad it was before Well, if that wakes dad up >:D"

"I mean yeah tio rn the only thing he would propose to in this state is satan so this is how bad it is"

Bad proposing different sleeping arrangements

Richas :"he don't want to kill me now tio 0_0 BUT at least not for today KKKKKK"

"i mean he shot tallulah so KKKKKKKKKKKKKKK But dw 0_0 I just want to say because tio, put energy on pom and dappe >:D"

Bad expresses concern towards Richas

Richas : "KKKKKKKKKKK I am a smart eggie tio, dw and honestly 0_0 it's dad, I will be fine either way, did anyone ever hurt and egg like this before?

qBad :"If you die Richas, I will crawl down and grab your soul and drag it back from the underworld myself, ok Richas? You are forbidden from dying, understood?"

Richas :"WAIT NOW I KINDA WANNA DIE JUST TO GIVE TIO THE WORK"

"if dad die pull him back for me, please"

qBad :"I will do my best Richas, I'll try"

Goes to look for Pomme, caught Pomme just staring a little too close at fire

Pomme :"hey :D"

qBad :"hmm…what are you up to?"

Pomme :"Nothing, dw"

qBad :"Oh. ok. Well if it was nothing, i won't worry about it because if it was something….you would say something…"

Pomme :"Just feeling a bit sad Just a bit worried of not being trust worthy"

qBad :"It's not that Pomme. It's Richas…he's concerned about you and so he doesn't want to tell you something because he doesn't want you to worry that's basically it"

Pomme :"Why? He doesn't need to be worried about me"

Richas :"KKKKKKKKKKKKKKK I have secrets with pom too"

"no no Pome 0_0 it's about dad forever"

Pomme :"I mean… I don't know, today has just been a lot I wasn't planning on keeping it a secret from you"

"It's more… of an idea than a secret But I'm not sure we should say anything about it "for now""

Richas :"BUT I can say hope you're fine pom 0_0 dw, take care of tio bad too cause he abuses his poor totems"

Pomme :"dw, I made it my duty to keep him alive like I kept you alive for 3 months you muffinhead"

Richas :"CALLATE KKKKKKK"

Bad starts singing a "we will keep Richas alive" song

Pomme :"A miracle tbh"

"Okay that song was comforting pfft and funny :') <3"

"I'm just… I just want to try my best, you know"

Bad gives words of encouragement

Pomme :"Today was honestly awful, I saw him SHOT my siblings and I couldn't hit him, because >I know< it would've make things worse"

qBad :"Yeah, I think you did the right thing Pomme, the way you handled that situation, I think you handled it very well. And I am very proud of you."

Pomme :"I was angry at him and I felt powerless and I hate this I hate this I hate this feeling, I always feel powerless things keep happening to us and I CANT defend them no matter how hard I try to train and have the best gear I'll break at some point, I can't tank it forever no pun intended"

Bad ensures her that she has people who love her for her to lean on

Pomme :"Dad everytime it happens when you are not here when our parents aren't here"

Richas :"I MEAN MINE WAS KKKKKKKKKKKKKK"

Pomme :"yeah, AND he was targetting richas I just made sure to be the LAST ONE to warp, to leave no one behind, besides Richas and what I did was waiting in front of RIchas' stasis enderpearland I WAS READY to activate it I GOT SO SCARED."

Richas :"KKKKKK Pom, thank you for those splash potions TAKING 20 BULLETS HURT A LOT KKKKKKKKKK"

Pomme :"I KNOW I WAS SO FREAKING MAD. I WAS JUST PRETENDING TO BUILD FOR HIM BUT KEPT LOOKING AT THE SIDE I had my freaking tomb digger ready to hit him to give y'all time to warp away At least Dapper taught me well"

Richas :"our goat sleeper"

qBad :"Let's go yeah! See, Pomme, what you just described is a perfect example of literally ALL of us together, have been able to help lift each other up, help make each other stronger. Your brother, Dapper, helped give you the skills you needed to be tough, he gave you knowledge and tools that could help you in this situation. Richas helped provide you with levity while you're out in the wilderness to help you have the motivation to stay alive yourself, right? Instead of doing it alone, you had this goofball to keep you company, right? Everybody in our life can help lift us up in some way, shape or form. What's interesting about burdens, Pomme, is the burdens that we help carry for others feel lighter to us because we're helping them and the burdens others help carry with us, feel lighter to them as well so when two people help carry each other's burdens where they can, it actually makes the weight lighter for both of them and that's what we're trying to do with you and that's what you're doing with us Pomme. You're shouldering a burden which is making it easier on your siblings, it's making it easier on everyone else, you know what that's called, Pomme? It's called love. That's when you love your family so much and you love your friends that you're willing to sacrifice to help them because you love them and you care about them, okay? So, you don't need to worry cuz we love you too, Pomme and we're going to keep you safe and hopefully you can help keep us safe and I just want to let you know we do appreciate it."

Pomme :"I will keep you safe, I would do anything so you all are safe

literally anything"

group hug

[starlitprism]

Prepping for a Tabletop Game: Who Should Do It?

So some of you are probably reading the title and going "... the game master or whatever. They should prep. Obviously." And generally speaking, that's correct. Unless they are an absolutely kickass improv type who has enough confidence to set something important on fire because you "know what you are doing" you're probably going to want to prep!

Now, much like some of the other stuff I have written, I am not here to advocate for one thing over another but I do want to talk about my own habits that may or may almost certainly not be unique. If you want a quick and easy "what do you mean" check out this little post for an example. Plus it's funny

So yeah, I prep for games even as a player. Sometimes it means bringing music for specific scenes or making up mechanics for party games or more. Oftentimes it means sitting down with my character playlist before games, finding the song to fit my characters mood, and blasting it before session to get me in the zone. This is all prep in a way.

So how else do I prep when I am not GMing?

Oh that's simple!

I just... oh wait I had a whole post on this. Ok maybe not so simple.

You can consult your GM, talk through changes as your character develops. Keep them updated on where they are at (this is very important, btw, when you tell your GM to "make you bleed" as I have found out repeatedly). Other things you can do is talk about character direction, the character's mindset, and possible pitfalls due to that mindset. These are ALL a form of prep and you don't even necessarily need to tell your GM; especially if they aren't interested in engaging like that. Some aren't. Some are busy. Me though? GM or player, that's my jam.

I have been engaging in such a way because my most recent character is kind of extreme in her reactions. Her feelings are big both in a positive and a negative sense and they can tend to overwhelm her and her thought processes which means, sometimes, I consult with my GM to come up with ideas on how to steer her towards the rest of the group instead of away. Towards ummm... shall we say a productive outllet for that energy.

Now some of you might go "or you could just make the harmonious choice anyway regardless of what she would do" and to those who can do this, I applaud you. I cannot.

This might be an autistic thing where not being true to the character just makes me feel like I am not playing them anymore. By which I mean that is exactly what I feel and therefore such choices are actively unpleasant to make. I know I am getting caught up in the details and the specifics because that is just how I work. However, that doesn't mean my solution is just wallow in the "problem." Because I see this conflicts not as a problem but an opportunity.

It's the "yes and-" portion of the bit so to speak. And insofar, despite playing a character who started very abrasive and disconnected, it's ABSOLUTELY ROCKED to play her because of this attention to detail and conversations about the character. Thank you @trishyeves for your constant amazingness as my GM. Little shoutout. We've never come up on a problem that was so impossible that we couldn't come up with a solution. Not once. Problems and disconnects are opportunities for narrative!

So for those of you who read this I am most curious to hear how you all prep either as a GM but especially as a player. HELL, if you got some fun stories involving the same please share that as well!

But anyway, who should prep? My personal favorite answer is anyone who feels up for it and wants to. Creating is very rewarding and every time we do it, it's a step towards bettering our own understanding of our process. PLUS, it make sit ways easier on the GM if they working with you. Every step of this refines it, sharpens it, and allows you to better figure out how to create something amazing. And not to harp on an old point, but when you work with your GM or your players, you start refining your ability to understand what others are thinking and where they are coming from.

And for me? Favorite part of collaborative storytelling

[forbidding-souda]

Hello! @tinieprince here! I just reblogged two of your headcanon posts about korekiyo with a partner who age regresses and I absolutely adore them!! I was wondering if you’d be willing to share some other thoughts on that? He’s just so comforting and I think he’d be the perfect fit for someone who’s in littlespace! He’s the number one person to go to for bedtime stories I can sense it! (I have honestly fallen asleep listening to a compilaton of him talking because wow he has the most soothing voice)

Shinguuji Korekiyo with a S/O in little space

i'm gonna combine a little bit of the stuff I already talked about with new things bc those fics were from like 4 years ago but they're still fire so here you go darling @tinieprince

-Mod Souda

❤ Obvious one first: gifts!

❤ Gifts from all over. His home is filled with artifacts and yours will be, too. You get toys from multiple cultures, especially baby dolls and things along that sort. He absolutely loves getting shit for you, he thinks about you all the time when he's gone. He will never stop spoiling you even if you ask him to stop. He will never stop. EVER!

❤ ^ And you get homemade blankets from many countries.

❤ He probably already knows what little space is / recognized it before you had to tell him.

❤ ^ And he isn't unnerved by it at all. Of course he's not. He knows everything about humanity, so he knows why people go into little space too.

❤ He loves it when he's reading in bed and you'll curl up next to him. Or even better, when you beg for attention. He'll happily put his book down and hold you into his arms.

❤ Oooooo imagine he has deer teeth rattles and things like that. And lullabies in many languages. I love him srry

❤ He will kiss your forehead for all of eternity.

❤ ^ Even if it's just through the zipper.

❤ His voice is soft and comforting, aaaaaa imagine him holding you in his lap and singing to you.

❤ He doesn't get annoyed by kid shows at all. And if you like coloring books be ready for him to lock in and color alongside you.

❤ ^ "Little one" as a pet name. "How marvelous that looks, little one."

❤ He'll always be okay with putting some work aside to be able to spend time with you. He loves working, but he loves you more. And his work won't get sad or disheartened if he's away from it for too long.

❤ If you aren't feeling good physically, as in sneezing or coughing or having a sore throat, he does not gaf he'll still be all up in your space cooing and you and comforting you. He will rock you in his lap if you let him.

❤ Imagine he does the catepillar thing where he wraps an entire blanket around you and folds it under but then he just goes "this is what they do to corpses before they bury them" and you're like damn LMFAO.

❤ Omfg you should a pacifier that matches the color of his mask.

❤ He's good at playing pretend or playing with dolls. Will probably get one of those big doll houses and then say it's for you (he wanted it too). Normal barbies mixed with scary homemade dolls.

❤ Will dress you and bathe you depending on your regression age.

❤ More than happy to feed you too.

❤ If you babble then he's going to respond as if he understands. "Fascinating, my love." / "Oh really? And what shall we do about it?" / "Beautiful, oh how beautiful you are."

❤ Will sing you songs from his childhood. You get to learn so much about his younger years from the stories he will tell.

❤ His bedtime stories are sometimes crazy as fuck tho ngl when he's not reading out of a book he's gonna loredrop about the Song Dynasty.

❤ "Go to sleep, little one. Let me tell you about the london beer flood."

❤ Any woman that makes fun of you is a goner sorrryyy had to add this one.

[lemonmaid]

Imagine bassist Shoko

Fem reader, pick me friend. This does NOT contain lyrics, I kinda cringe at song fics.

Imagine going to a sad bar on the edge of town with your friend and meeting a super hot bassist.

"This place looks like a dumpster fire...." You cringed, "and smells like one".

Your friend rolled her eyes, "Listen I understand but there's this band-"

"Oh god".

"Just shush!!! Listen, I went here on a date with a guy and these guys were playing and they aren't that bad! To be honest the singer is kinda cute-".

"So we are supporting a small band based on their looks?".

"No! They are acually really good!!".

"What's their name then?".

"....".

You sighed. Not want to argue anymore but also grimacing at the disgusting outer outside interior. "I'm sorry (Friend's name) but this literally looks like we are about to be sold meth".

Your friend rolled her eyes before opening the door to the bar. Now, it wasn't so bad, the stairs down into the small basement; there was a small bar in the corner, then a "stage" on the otherside of the wall.

"There's my number one fan!".

You both turn around to see a tall white haired man, he was... hot but there was a vibe that gave 'I will literally suck you dry, mentally and physically'. You smiled awkwardly, while your friend gave the guy a crushing hug.

"Of course!!! I told you I wouldn't a miss a show silly! I lovvvvveeeee y'alls single Satoruuuuu~".

'Gross' you thought.

"Ah first name basis already? Wow this was is different Satoru".

You made eye contact with a longed hair, pierced face man. He gave you a small smile then re focus his attention to Satoru.

Your friend made a face, "oh of course we are on a first name basis!!! He said the next song he'll write will be about me!".

Satoru rubbed his neck, giving his friend a cheeky smile while he in return was given an eyebrowed look.

"What's our next song about?".

Coming down the stairs with equipment in hand, was a beautiful, brown headed and brown eyed woman. Now, you were the type to be into people that were in a band but Jesus, talk about a tall glass of water.

Satoru laughed, "oh you thinking and throwing some ideas around..... thanks for grabbing the stuff Shoko!".

Shoko nodded, she then made her way towards the stage.

You kinda looked around, noticing how empty everything was, "uhhh I thought this was a concert or a performanc".

Suguru and Satoru stared at you, before Suguru coughing, "oh.... we are just planning on rehearsing tonight, SOMEONE, can't figure out an "adjective"...".

Satoru dramatically sighed, "it's a form of ART, this takes time.... Greece wasn't made in a day".

"But it was almost destroyed in a day" You mumbled.

You heard Shoko snickered behind you, your face turned a small hint of red.

Suguru stared at you and your friend, "So.... you wanna help us set up..... and give us a feedback?".

(Friend's name)'s eyes light up and immediately grab Satoru's guitar and bringing it to the stage leaving, three boxes to Suguru.

Shoko sighed but smiled softly at you while you help grabbed the cording and speakers, "let me guess... you were dragged to this?"..

You chuckled, "how could you tell?".

"You look fed up".

You looked back at your friend who was hanging off Satoru's arm, "kinda, I was expecting a show.... not being techie, but can't complain".

Shoko hummed, "Well" looking at your friend, "Let's hope she lasts".

You raised your eyebrow, "what do you mean?".

"Satoru is a slut".

If you could spit out water, you would. Your jaw dropped, "I mean... I got the vibe but I didn't-".

"Oh yeah no, his 'art' is just tickling other people's chords while he can barley raise his".

You started laughing.

"Do you really think... that guy can write a song? You should thank his ghostwriter Suguru".

You laughed harder.

"What are you two ladies talking about?"..

Satoru came up behind both of you, wrapping his arms between you, "can I know what's so funny?".

Shoko rolled her eyes, "thinking about taking a smoke break, you in....sorry I never got your name?"

"(Name)".

Shoko hummed, "Well (Name)... help me find a lighter in the van?".

Going outside, Shoko opens the back door of the van, inviting you inside.

The inside wasn't what you were expecting, it was an older model for sure, seating around the windows, red rugging, alot of red.

"Cozy".

She hummed. Grabbing a ciggerate and flickering the lighter a few times before lighting. She offers you a ciggerate but you polity decline. "Sorry I don't smoke-".

"Don't apologize... it's a bad habit".

The silence between the two of you was awkward, well for at least on your end.

You awkwardly laughed, "the outer exterior of the van doesn't do the inside justice".

"What's wrong with my van?".

"Oh no! I didn't mean it like that!"

Shoko laughed, "I'm kidding, I know it's a shit box, Satoru found it on Facebook and nagged me and Suguru to buy pitch in and buy it... fucker is a nepo baby....".

"Now that you mention it, he doesn't seem like the singing type-".

"Oh god, he can't sing, but he and Suguru can yell... to be honest, I think your friend and others just come to see Satoru and his looks. "

The silence was comforting now, Shoko gets out of the van, "Welp, I'm bored. Let's see what those freaks have been doing". She grabs your hand, helping you out of the van.

Before you and Shoko enter the bar, she puts her lighter in your hand, "You should come to practice more often, kinda nice not being the only girl."

A/N I might make a part 2 tbh, I lovvvveeee Shoko ♡♡

[flowers-of-io]

Legacy First [the Bray family fanmix]

Listen on Spotify

//song list and lore under the cut//

Queen of Peace – Florence + the Machine

I understand you're angry with me. I would be too, if I'd watched my father come so close to salvation, only to die the way he did. Believe me-the groans and snaps of his exobody tearing itself apart haunt me almost as profoundly as the things we said over his deathbed. [...] But what I am working on here could have saved him. Could save him still.

His only son Cut down but the battle won Oh, what is it worth

Moons of Jupiter – Freezepop

“Europa has relit the fire in my soul; one that even its freezing winds cannot chill.”

I think you are the moons of Jupiter I think there's something hiding underneath the ice

Nice to Meet Me – Zack Hemsey

The K1 artifact promised me an offering. A gateway to the secret of immortality. I call it Clarity. It is waiting on Europa.

And I feel like I got a gun Like I've been changed more ways than one And this whole world has just begun

Kingdom Fall – Claire Wyndham

“Agatha, clearly we have not found our solution. I'll leave this, hm, mess in your incapable hands. Don't ever bring me up to witness an event like this again. Disgusting.”

Nothing here is shining Shining like it should

Her Father In The Pool – The National

“That's your son's quote,” she snapped. “You know, I've seen the video of his final days. That naked, white exo, just paramuscle and soft membrane, writhing in its cradle. When you were done with him, he looked like nothing more than a slug, Clovis. A twisted, limbless giblet. Did you 'support and nurture' him while you tortured him to death?”

Mistakes – PHILDEL

I know how much you've lied It's too much to discuss numbers I know how much I've let slide

Numbers – Daughter

Fine. I’m coming. […] If you tell the family I’m sick, I’ll never speak to you again. I won’t even let you treat me. You’ll have to watch, helpless, as your own granddaughter falls victim to your mistakes. I hope you’re still someone capable of being troubled by that.

You’d better make me better

Organs – Of Monsters And Men

“I activate this... and it all goes away. [sniffles] Cheers to that.”

And I cough up my lungs Because they remind me of how it all went wrong But I leave in my heart Because I don't want to stay in the dark

Rabbit Heart – Florence + the Machine

She’s done it. My girl has transubstantiated. My legacy is safe. […] The scan was flawless, and of course, fatally toxic. My granddaughter’s human form died on the table 14 hours later.

And Midas is king, and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight

Destroy Everything You Touch – Unwoman

“Of course you dreamt about killing us. Your grandfather made you this way. And he kills everything he touches.” 

Destroy everything you touch today Destroy me this way Anything that may desert you So it cannot hurt you

Over Cold Shoulders – Eliza Rickman

“The memory bank you just slipped in your pocket. That belonged to Elisabeth-1.”

You come in here looking for more And oh, you take all you can fit in your arms When you walk out the door

Make Up Your Mind – Florence + the Machine

If I do not survive the construction and delivery of this weapon, I ask that you share the news of my death with Ana and Willa so they can make proper goodbyes. I do this for them. Not for you. Pray for grace, Grandfather.

And although the axe is heavy It just sits in my hands

Landfill – Daughter

“You’ve always been my favorite, Elisabeth. Please…”

Wipe away your tear stains Thought you said you didn’t feel pain

Which Witch – Florence + the Machine

“Perhaps our legacy should be burnt to the ground,” she says

And it’s my whole heart While tried and tested, it’s mine

Legacy – Unwoman

The new Elisabeth has no mouth or nose. She did not consider them necessary. She'll see. But somehow, I could still see the wonder in her eyes as she leaned over me. “You're my grandfather,” she seemed to say. “Aren't you?”

The End Of Love – Florence + the Machine

“Legacy first… Elisabeth,” he says.

We were a family pulled from a flood You tore the floorboards up And let the river rush in

Tomorrow – Daughter

Repeating myself over and over, hoping something will change, but I know it's coming. Blood and betrayal.

But don't bring tomorrow 'Cause I already know I'll lose you

Lament – Destiny 2: Beyond Light OST

There was a world where we were a happy family. This isn't it. We both know it.

[blueesnow]

(6/6) Kotobuki Reiji's Private Story [Utapri Live Emotion]

Ch 1: (unlocked if you reached intimacy lvl 6 with Reiji)

-TV Station's Hallway- Reiji: Kouhai-chan! Talk about a coincidence, did you have work on this location too? Haruka: Kotobuki-senpai! Thank you for your hard work. I've just finished with my work and decided to go home just now. Reiji: Really? I'm also done with my work. Somehow it kinda feels like fate, don't you think~♪ Reiji: That's right, if you're free right now can I take a little bit of your time? Onii-san will take you to a very good place☆ -VIP Room- Haruka: Um…Kotobuki-senpai, why are we here…? Reiji: Why you ask, because we came here to eat aren't we. Remember the upcoming CM that I was supposed to take a part of, you're the one in charge of the music, right? Reiji: So basically this is my way of thanks in advance☆ Once again thank you for accepting the request even though it was on such a short notice. Haruka: …Don't tell me the job that I take this time was thanks to Kotobuki-senpai's recommendation? Reiji: Correct~! Actually the composer that was originally chosen by the client suddenly cancelled y'know. Reiji: So one of the staff asked me whether I know any other good composer for the replacement. Reiji: The answer is obviously yes 'cuz there's only one person that came to mind☆ The songs that you made always resonate within my heart, so I'm sure it'll turn out good. Reiji: In conclusion, this meal is my way of showing my gratitude. I'd be happy if you could accept it without any hesitation. Haruka: So that's how it is… Thank you very much. Haruka: (Although I'm still a little bit hesitant, hearing that made me happy. But is it okay for me to receive all of this…?) Reiji: Your shoulders are all stiff, relax won't you. You don't have to be so on guard 'cuz there's only you and I in this room.

Ch 2: (unlocked if you reached intimacy lvl 11 with Reiji)

-VIP Room- Reiji: It's time to dig in~ …Mm, that's delicious! I've ordered a lot so you can choose which one you like Kouhai-chan. Haruka: Oh, thank you. Um… either one looks delicious I'm troubled to which one to to eat… Reiji: Well then how about this pincho? It's cute and easy to eat right. Here, let me feed you, say ah~☆ (choices) <I can eat it by myself…!> Haruka: It's okay, I can eat it by myself…! *noms* *chews* Reiji: Fufu, your cheeks looks like a squirrel. Seeing you eating like that made me want to try it too. Reiji: Well then let's take one. …Mm, it's delicious. This one is pretty good too. <It's embarrassing> Haruka: I-It's embarrassing, so I'm going to eat it by myself. *noms* …Mmm, it's really delicious! Reiji: A~aa, I've been rejected. Rei-chan is sad~ Reiji: …Just kidding, Rei-chan is hardly one to give up, so I'm just going to look out for the next opportunity☆ Here, eat the other one too. (back to story) Haruka: Well then, thanks for the food. …Mm, this one is also tasty! Reiji: I'm really glad that I called you out earlier today. I've been wanting to have a nice chat with you just the two of us like this. Reiji: I'm even more fired up than usual for this upcoming CM. I mean the one who write the song will be you after all. Reiji: Not to mention there's also a location shooting in UK too♪ It's my favorite country you see, so I've been looking forward for it ever since. Haruka: I'm sure it'll turn out into a fun shoot. Though speaking about UK, the thing that immediately came to my mind first is…probably British Rock. Reiji: Oh, I also like that one too. Other than rock, I also have CDs with various genres, such as country or jazz music. Haruka: Really!? Um, if you don't mind may I borrow it sometime? I'd like to use it as a reference while I'm writing songs. Reiji: Oh, it's perfectly okay~ I'll bring it over next time and hand it to you☆ You can go ahead and use them as references! Reiji: …As I thought, Kouhai-chan really do love music huh.

Ch 3: (unlocked if you reached intimacy lvl 21 with Reiji)

-VIP Room- Reiji: To think you were so hesitant just a while ago during mealtime, but now you became much more assertive once you're in work mode. Haruka: I-I'm so sorry, I got way too excited. Reiji: It's perfectly OK☆ Being able to honestly express that you like what you like is a wonderful thing. Reiji: I'm sure there was once a time when I was as pure as you are~ I wonder just where exactly did I lose it? Haruka: That's not true. Kotobuki-senpai looked so much bright and happy when he was talking about U.K earlier, and I think it's so wonderfull! Reiji: Eh, really? To think that you complimented me, I'm getting embarrassed~☆ Reiji: I have always been attracted to UK's culture and fashion you see. Reiji: So I always tends to choose a Union Jack pattern for my belongings. Look, just like this keychain. Haruka: Wow, it looks great…! Looks like you'll be able to buy more new things on your next job location. Reiji: That's right, I'd love to see a lot of things but… Unfortunately I don't think I'll have much time for shopping this time. Reiji: If you want to properly enjoy the charms of UK, as I thought you should just go there by yourself on a private trip. Reiji: There's also lot of places that I want to explore on my own pace too. Shall we go there together and have fun just the two of us? Haruka: Eh…!? Reiji: Whoa wait a minute, you look way too surprised! I'm just kidding. Right now I have to do my best on the CM job☆ Reiji: Thanks for today, I had a lot of fun thanks to you. Let's go out for a meal again together!

Ch 4: (unlocked if you reached intimacy lvl 31 with Reiji)

-Radio Station- Reiji: Good morning~! Wait, Kouhai-chan!? What are you doing here today? Haruka: Good morning! Actually one of the people that I had a meeting with today was actually a staff member from this radio station. Haruka: When I was talking about Kotobuki-senpai, they invited me out to come here to take a look. Reiji: Hmm~? You bad girl, to think that you were trying to make a rumour and gossiping about me right behind my back. Haruka: A rumour, that's not it! It's just that… Reiji: Oh no~, is it something that you can't talk to me? Is it about how unremarkable I am despite my long career in the　entertainment industry or the fact that I'm loud…? Haruka: Eh, I never thought of that before! What we were talking about was… (choices) <About how amazing Senpai is!> Haruka: I got so passionate talking about how amazing Senpai is! Reiji: Heh~ So that's how it is. Rei-chan's impressed! Reiji: To think you can be that passionate when talking about me, can you tell me what part of me that's amazing in your eyes? <All of them are all compliments> Haruka: They were all nothing but compliments. As soon as we talked about it I can't seem to stop. Reiji: That much? Now I'm suddenly curious about the contents of it~ Reiji: Please tell me, Kouhai-chan. Just how do I look like in your eyes? (back to story) Haruka: That's… it's embarrassing to talk about it right in front of the person himself. Reiji: Eh, don't be cold like that☆ Come on, it'll be easier if we just talk it out quickly, right~? Interviewer: Everyone, we're going to start the recording meeting now. Please gather round! Reiji: What a shame, looks like it's time over. …Oh well, let's do our best for today, shall we. Reiji: I'm going to work hard even more so that I could get more compliments from you♪ Speaking is one of my forte after all, look forward to it okay!

Ch 5: (unlocked if you reached intimacy lvl 41 with Reiji)

-Radio Station- Reiji: Dear listeners, hustle muscle~! I'll be your main radio host for today, Kotobuki Reiji☆ Haruka: (The recording has started…! What kind of show will it turn out to be) Reiji: We've received a lot of letters asking for life advice this time. Starting from our very first letter with radio name, "Mijuku Tamago"-san. Reiji: "I want to invite my crush to go out, but I'm afraid to get rejected. If it's Rei-chan, then what would you do in my place?" Haruka: (Looks like everyone have a lot of worries. What would Kotobuki-senpai reply…) Reiji: Yeah, I get you~ Love is something that tends to make us look like a scaredy cat. Reiji: I'd probably going to make a lot of excuses so that I wouldn't get rejected. Like inviting them in regarding of works, or maybe as a thanks or something☆ Reiji: Having a tactics in love is a must. It's okay to cheat just a little, right? I hope your feelings will reach them someday! Reiji: Now, on to the next person~! With radio name, "Rei-chan Love Girl"-san. Reiji: Thank you, My girl! *kiss* Now on to your worries~ …Hmm. Reiji: "My head is so full of Rei-chan that I can't seem to concentrate on anything. I even keep making a mistake during my job. What do you think I should do?" Reiji: I'm happy to hear that you're always thinking of me 24/7. But making a mistake during work is painful, isn't it. Reiji: I also don't want to make you suffering. To me, as long as my fans stay smiling is already one of my happiness. Reiji: Even if you don't force yourself to try to remember me, I will always be in your heart. And that's why please treasure yourself more dearly. Reiji: Now then, who's next~?

Ch 6: (unlocked if you reached intimacy lvl 51 with Reiji)

-Radio Station- Reiji: Dear listeners, did you have a good time? That'll be it for today. See you again☆ Reiji: …Thank you very much! I'll be in your care for the next time as well! - Haruka: Kotobuki-senpai, thank you for all of your hard work. The recording really went successfully…! Reiji: Thanks, Kouhai-chan! Looks like you enjoyed it too. Haruka: Yes! I was especially touched during your response to all of the letters asking for life advice. Haruka: It's as if you shared the pain as well with the senders, and how you give so much comforting words to them… Haruka: Now I really understand why you were loved so much by your fans, Kotobuki-senpai. Reiji: Understand why I was loved, huh. Then, Kouhai-chan…have you fallen for me now? Haruka: Yes, I really and helplessly fallen in love with Kotobuki-senpai's speaking ability! Reiji: Whoa—! As expected, Kouhai-chan is so blinding~! But, thanks for the compliment☆ Reiji: Since you can't use facial expression or movement during radio, you need the ability to convey your feelings and thoughts through words. Reiji: That's why I always try to be more aware of the listener's presence and speak as if they're right next to me. Reiji: And because you were here today, somehow I felt much more closer to all of my fans. Thank you. Haruka: Likewise. I also managed to see a new side of Kotobuki-senpai for today, and that really made my day. Reiji: If it's like that, then you're welcome to come and check me out on my job again. I'm going to show you a lot of my different sides.

[blackwolfstabs]

songs & lyrics that resonate with Laura Franco

towards Jacob Sullivan

Grenade - Bruno Mars

gave you all I had, and you tossed it in the trash. you tossed it in the trash, you did. to give me all your love is all i ever asked. ⦁ you know I'd do anything for you. I would go through all this pain, take a bullet straight through my brain. yes, I would die for you, baby. but you won't do the same. ⦁ if my body was on fire, you'd watch me burn down in flames. you said you loved me, you're a liar.

2. Mr. Perfectly Fine - Taylor Swift

// literally the entire song

3. Where It Ends - Bailey Zimmerman

then you told me that you don't love me no more. you're the last thing that I thought I'd lose, all I ever wanted was to be loved by you. ⦁ you're the best thing that ever happened to me. you showed me what true love shouldn't be. I found myself the second I gave up on us.

It Ain't Your Place - Ashley Cooke

// the entire song

4. 10 Things I Hate About You - Leah Kate

// again... the entire song

5. Over For You - Morgan Evans

you don't have to stay, no, but can I say before you go? I would've searched the whole world over for you, took a flight through the night to be that shoulder for you. I would've let go, if you wanted me to. how many times did you say you loved me when it wasn't true? ⦁ what do you tell your parents? what do you tell yourself? was it something I was missing? or is there someone else? ⦁ maybe someday, I'll be okay, but right now, I don't know... you used to tell me everything, and that's what hurts the most. it would be easier if I hated you, but I still miss the person that I thought I knew. ⦁ I'm just wondering, how long has it been over? I'm still wondering... how long has it been over for you?

6. All Too Well - Taylor Swift

maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much, but maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up. running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well. and you call me up again, just to break me like a promise. so casually cruel in the name of being honest. I'm a crumpled-up piece of paper lying here, 'cause I remember it all, all, all too well. ⦁ 'cause there we are again, when I loved you so, back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known.

7. Better Man - Taylor's Version

I know I'm probably better off on my own than loving a man who didn't know what he had when he had it. and I see the permanent damage you did to me. never again, I just wish I could forget when it was magic. ⦁ push my love away, like it was some kind of loaded gun. oh, you never thought I'd run. ⦁ I hold onto this pride, because these days, it's all I have. and I gave to you my best, and we both know you can't say that. ⦁ I wish you were a better man. I wonder what we would've become, if you were a better man. we might still be in love, if you were a better man. you would've been the one, if you were a better man.

8. Look What You Made Me Do - Taylor Swift

I don't like your little games, don't like your tilted stage. the role you made me play of the fool. ⦁ I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time. ⦁ I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined. ⦁ I'll be the actress starring in your bad dream. ⦁ I'm sorry, the old Taylor can't come to the phone right now. Why? Oh, 'cause she's dead.

thank you to @thornedclover for letting me take this idea of hers and make one for Laura!

here's her original post of Anora Mikheeva's version ♡

these, ofc aren't all the songs + lyrics i could put with this character but people lose interest at some point, so i tried to put the ones that hit hard.

i plan on doing more of these in the future, especially one for Sam and another for Laura but towards Monster 🥰

[bewilderedbunny]

Line cook Eddie part 3!

Hi friends! I was not expecting to write this so soon after part 2, but I'm rolling with it. Hope you enjoy it!! 💖 (the word counter I used says this is 666 words, thought that was cute) Flirty fluff, light sexual innuendo, cursing, sort of a bit of angst but not really. Eddie x fem!reader but feel free to switch the pronouns if you'd like ☺️ I had to include ABBA in this because I am a Mamma Mia! fan first and a human being second.

Credit to @delishlydelightfuldividers for the divider 💕

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4

During a morning shift, a middle-aged man comes into the diner. He's a bit quiet but polite. He has his "please and thank yous" down pat. You check up on him during his meal and ask how everything is.

"Wonderful, my compliments to the chef." he says.

You smile and say, "He'll be so excited to hear that."

The older man looks up at you and says, "I would mention to him to cut back on the salt a bit. He has done a number on my blood pressure enough as it is." as he says that you feel an arm wrap around your shoulder.

"Hey pops. Was my girl good to you?"

You realize this must be Wayne, Eddie doesn't talk about him often but when he does it's with adoration.

"She was great. It's good to put a face to the name since you're always talkin' 'bout her."

Eddie laughs, a little too loud and you giggle at the pink on his cheeks.

One day during your break you step outside to get some fresh air. You can hear Eddie talking to someone near the dumpster.

"You like that, sweetheart? Look at you. You're just the cutest thing I've ever seen." Your heart aches, aren't you supposed to be the cutest thing he's ever seen? You know he's a big flirt with everyone, but you thought you were special. You quietly creep around the corner and when you finally see him you want to cry. He's squatted behind the dumpster feeding chicken to a scruffy little cat while rubbing its back. It's not even scraps from a customer's meal, this son of a bitch cooked a chicken breast for a kitten who, upon further inspection, reminds you of Wayne with its greyish fur and blue eyes.

He walks you to your car after your shift. He started doing it one night the two of you were working and hasn't stopped. Even when you're leaving before him, he walks you out and then goes back inside.

"I'm in a band, y'know?" He says, drying silverware. He's facing you and has his hip pressed against the counter.

"Oh yeah? An ABBA cover band?" You joke.

"How'd you guess? We do a cover of "Chiquitita" that'll knock your socks off."

You stop rinsing cutlery and look at him.

"I know you're kidding, but I love that song."

"Yeah?" He says, turning away from you. He's known it's your favorite for weeks. You were humming throughout your shift once and he spent the following day at the record store trying to figure out what song it was. He eventually went up to an employee and hummed it to them until they could help him find it. He bought the goddamn ABBA record.

You lightly flick him with water and he acts like you've just waterboarded him, stumbling around and gasping for breath. He reaches toward the faucet and flicks you back, he throws more water than you had and you gasp, "You're getting me wet!" His eyes get huge and he starts to giggle. When you realize why you giggle right along with him.

You come in for your dinner shift one day and notice a stack of papers at the register. You pick one up and see a sketch of a fire-breathing dragon. The dragon is guarding various food items like pancakes, milkshakes, burgers, and fries. All of the papers are copies of this drawing and next to the stack, there is an old box of crayons. You ask your coworker what this is, and she says Eddie brought them in this morning to give kids something to entertain themselves with while they wait for their food. You can't wait to hand them out and you save any colored in pages for the next time you have a shift together so you can show him what a hit they were.

Thanks for reading 🥞💖

[faterpresources]

Sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-Mᴀɴ : Aᴄʀᴏss ᴛʜᴇ Sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-Vᴇʀsᴇ (2023) - Pᴀʀᴛ 1

A collection of random lines compiled from the Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023) Feel free to change the pronouns in order to better suit the parts involved.

❝ Is the song over? ❞

❝ Will you adopt me? ❞

❝ I don't feel grown up. ❞

❝ God, I need a raise. ❞

❝ You hit me with a bagel! ❞

❝ I've hit a lot of different villains with a lot of different food! ❞

❝ Do you speak Italian? ❞

❝ I am basically an adult! ❞

❝ You don't even have a driver's license! ❞

❝ We saved the multiverse! ❞

❝ I'm telling ya, I can feel it. ❞

❝ Okay. Knock yourself out. ❞

❝ I'm going to rob your face! ❞

❝ Just breathe. We got you. ❞

❝ Great. Is this your goose? ❞

❝ I don't know how to fix this. ❞

❝ I'm from another dimension. ❞

❝ Everything's gonna be okay. ❞

❝ You leave... everybody leaves. ❞

❝ I've leveled up my whole thing! ❞

❝ I can hear you being quiet, ___. ❞

❝ Oh, wow. Is this curry powder? ❞

❝ This should be simple enough. ❞

❝ I just saved a bunch of people! ❞

❝ For you, it's just a Tuesday night. ❞

❝ I'm not your guy/girl in the chair. ❞

❝ I think they look great, I dunno. ❞

❝ Sir, please! Just let me rob you! ❞

❝ This job is so dumb sometimes! ❞

❝ Okay, let's do this one last time. ❞

❝ Is this... that... dangerous mask? ❞

❝ Did you order the cake for tonight? ❞

❝ We're talking about it, aren't we? ❞

❝ He/She's really corny. But so hot! ❞

❝ Having a story at all seems gross. ❞

❝ He/She... kicked his/her own butt. ❞

❝ How's the manhunt for me going? ❞

❝ You don't look like a good guy/girl! ❞

❝ Branding was never my strong suit.❞

❝ Let's do things differently this time. ❞

❝ Hey, where'd the goose come from? ❞

❝ Maybe he/she didn't have a choice. ❞

❝ We'll say I'm a scientist. I was. I am! ❞

❝ I'm going to put my head in that hole. ❞

❝ Can't have your cake and eat it, too. ❞

❝ Unless you bake two cakes! ❞

❝ Uh... I don't wanna argue about this. ❞

❝ Alright, no politics at the dinner table. ❞

❝ I didn't wanna hurt him/her. But I did. ❞

❝ Well... why are you saying it like that? ❞

❝ I thought I knew the rest, but...I didn't. ❞

❝ How long have you been lying to me? ❞

❝ I really would've come to see you sooner. ❞

❝ Who laughs in the middle of a fight? ❞

❝ You think you know the rest. You don't. ❞

❝ What? How many of these did you take? ❞

❝ Hey, don't try to wow me with big words. ❞

❝ We're gonna need all the help we can get. ❞

❝ I'm just trying to lighten the mood, y'know...? ❞

❝ So, you want me to handle this one, or...? ❞

❝ I don't think I want this costume anymore. ❞

❝ Yeah, I don't know what any of that means. ❞

❝ Well, screaming their name usually works. ❞

❝ You're just gonna have to shut up and trust- ❞

❝ That's your story! Now, just stick to the script. ❞

❝ Ohh, I'll take the mic. No more mics for you. ❞

❝ Yeah, I'm smiling like it's a joke, but it's true. ❞

❝ What cursed world have you brought me to? ❞

❝ I never really made another friend, after that. ❞

❝ Who are you running around with, anyway? ❞

❝ What'd you call me? You realize I'm right here. ❞

❝ Ohh, this here is why nobody likes us, man. ❞

❝ Why would anyone be scared to talk to me?! ❞

❝ Hey, it's New York. Everyone's got their thing. ❞

❝ Never did come up with a cool name for that... ❞

❝ I joined it so I could hit my feelings with sticks! ❞

❝ I'm just... a really emotionally intelligent guy/girl. ❞

❝ Why wear a mask if you've got nothing to hide? ❞

❝ Nothing is more important than management. ❞

❝ I'm sorry, who exactly are you supposed to be? ❞

❝ Your costume's too tight in the back, by the way! ❞

❝ Oh, yeah. That sounds like a really good fake job. ❞

❝ You're in this to help people, right? Right? So am I! ❞

❝ Bad guy/girl? He/She's barely a villain of the week! ❞

❝ Sounds like he maybe shouldn't practice medicine. ❞

❝ You know, it really is always so great to talk to you. ❞

❝ I didn't join a band so I could talk about my feelings! ❞

❝ What do you mean I don't know that? I do know that. ❞

❝ Take a good look at my great fire from my backpack! ❞

❝ The power of the multiverse in the palm of my hand. ❞

❝ How much longer can I keep lying about who really I am? ❞

❝ Which is it? Hands in the air, or get down on the ground? ❞

❝ Dude/girl, you don't hang out, and you don't wanna talk... ❞

❝ It's really fun cleaning up your shocking mess, by the way. ❞

❝ I mean... how many people can you talk to about this stuff? ❞

❝ I was actually considered handsome, by scientist standards. ❞

❝ It was inconsiderate and super rude! ...And a little cocky... oof! ❞

❝ I wouldn't play with fire, dude/girl, you're kind of made of paper! ❞

❝ Can't you just act like a regular super villain so I can catch you? ❞

❝ Yo, if you don't tell someone what's going on you're gonna snap.  ❞

❝ He/She hasn't always had it easy. And he/she's not the only one. ❞

❝ You're acting like weird stuff like this happens to you all the time. ❞

❝ I lead an elite strike force dedicated to the security of the multiverse. ❞

❝ I always wanted to be in a band. Guess I just never found the right one. ❞

❝ Can we focus on the big fire-breathing threat to time and space, please?! ❞

❝ I've never robbed anybody in my life, please don't make this a bad experience for me! ❞

❝ Can you stop talking about your holes? You're making everyone uncomfortable over here. ❞

❝ I mean, it's more of a meta-commentary on what we call art, but it's... it...it's also...art? ❞

❝ Look, there is a big flying turkey from the renaissance I have to bring to justice, so if you don't mind. ❞

❝ Now I'm stuck putting everybody back where they belong before all of time and space collapses! ❞

❝ You left a hole wide enough for guys/girls like him/her to randomly get shot into the wrong dimension! ❞