#P-Tato

[emilysdiaryofficial]

♡♡♡

[bakedtato223]

drawing soul bounded pairs (2/7):

🚦Clock duo!!! :D

(and also redraw from when I first drew them) 🚦ORIGINAL DRAWING🚦

[p0is0n-is-th3-cur3]

me when my friend says I’m like an older sibling to them:

[ranas-twisted-wonderland]

@viperbunnies thank you for listening to my yurenamil nonsense, you are free to ramble about ozml if you so wish!!!

Me: I wanna talk abt my oc's :(((((((

Someone: *asks me abt my oc's*

Me:

Who?

[association-of-ideas]

Even More Batfam as Things My Family Has Said/Done:

Duke, holding up a picture of a Smurf on his phone: It's giving side profile.

Jason: What did I do to you?!

—

Steph, complaining about her haircut: I wanted it straight. This isn't straight! This is as straight as my boyfriend!

Tim: . . .

—

Steph, laughing: Ho-how do—how do you spell 'potato'?

Dick: P-O-A-P! . . . Poap? P-O-T-A-T-O-E? Poo-tato? I can spell 'bussy-ness,' but I can't spell 'potato'!

Steph, falls to the floor, crying w/ laughter: 'BUSSY-NESS'!

—

Tim, playing Dress to Impress: Where's my color? I'm waiting for it to give me some melanin, but there's none!

Duke, also playing: That's what your mom said when you were born.

—

(Texting)

Cass: I had a dream last night that I was being attacked, and to get away, I killed a man by ripping out his throat with my teeth.

Cass: He died immediately, and then I woke up.

Barbara: You're such a weird person 🫥🌀

Cass: There was so much blood. I could taste it.

—

Dick: Alfred! Can I drink the vinegar?

Alfred: No, you cannot do shots of vinegar.

Jason: Can I? I want to drink vinegar.

Dick: He just said I couldn't! What makes you think he'll let you?

Jason: Because he wants me more than you.

—

Jason, washing dishes: The creepy bad guy from Little Monsters feels like a child molester.

Steph, in a deep voice: I wanna touch ya.

Jason: What?!

Steph: That's what he'd sound like. Like, the voice inside his head. That's what he's thinking.

—

Tim: It's all fun and games until I start making fun of how weird the—owl?—man is!

Bernard, laughing: The—what?!

Tim: Mothman!

—

(Not technically Batfam, but I couldn't leave this out. This is a legitimate conversation I had with my mom after I told her I want to go to school in Chicago.)

Lois about Gotham: How are you planning on getting anywhere? You can't even drive yet!

Jon, torn between laughing and crying: I'll take the bus.

Lois, genuinely worried: Yeah? And what's gonna happen when your day's ruined because you got fired for not showing up to work on time because you got kidnapped at the bus stop?! Huh?!? What then?!

Jon, actually laughing/crying: Mom!

[h-didanart]

Doodle dump time y’all!

And it’s all Bloodmoon! (As always)

Starting off with the grief duo, Bloody and Harvest, and Original. You’ll get no context to this for some more time lol

And then Ruby and Vermillion but in a human form, cuz I think I wanted to map out their scars or something, they’re mostly from their time under Jigsaw’s control (which they don’t know much about) and from random scratches they got while hunting (which they also don’t know about)

And miscellaneous silliness from the main three and Original :3

And now we have Retired!Bloodmoon getting emotional over getting a flower, yes they ate it, no they didn’t know how else to deal with the emotions

And this is the not-awaited-at-all sequel to babysitter Retired!Bloodmoon babysitting the other Bloodmoons who got turned into Droplets (hi Tato!), they had to get some help though so they got Solar to help them, and along the way came KC

oh, and a totally canon thing that totally happened 100%, completely real (it isn’t, that was all a joke, though it’d be kinda cute if it were canon to them both)

You will not get context for this too soon (still need to draw like 2/3 of what I want for the intro to that au :P)

Yeah :P

[anbaisai]

I had a vision and a mission to create Mayu bonk

Also bonus faster version because I found it just as funny 😭

HEL P ME TATO AHHAHFHSDJFHSKJMSFDHDFS OH MY GOD YOU EVEN ANIMATED IT- AND THE SPED UP VERSION (extra rage) JFSDFKSDFKSD I'm crying the pure Menace in that unwavering :) smile, truly the magical girl of all time 😭😭

This is what happens when you put a girl through seven overblots for real 😭😭😭 She'll smack the blot out of you with her hammer magic wand if she has to, maybe even if she doesn't...

[xexyromero]

xexy sua linda me encontro extremamente chateada pq meu quase namorado terminou o nosso rolo da maneira mais seca e babaca possível (eu q tive q mandar msg pedindo p gnt se resolver) ent se vc pudesse fazer um headcanon dos meninos do cast ajudando a leitora a superar um término eu ficaria mto feliz 🙏

obg por td xexy vc eh a diva q alimenta esse fandom

wn: ai meu amor eu sinto muito que você passou por isso :( é ruim demias a gente ter que assumir pelos outros. espero que você esteja melhor, com outro rolo muito mais legal. um beijão <3

meninos do cast x leitora superando um término.

fem!reader headcanon

tw: término!

enzo:

vai te abraçar envolvendo seu corpo todinho nos braços dele, com muito cuidado, sussurrando palavras de conforto no estilo "você vai ficar bem" seguida de um sincero "eu prometo."

se coloca no lugar de ouvinte - pede que você desabafe e abra seu coração com ele.

claro, isso regado à uma deliciosa garrafa de vinho uruguaio que ele comprou especialmente para esse momento.

apesar de se chatear com a forma que você foi tratada, fica calado, concordando de leve com a cabeça.

limpa todas as suas lágrimas, mas não impede você de chorar em momento nenhum. quer que você fique a vontade. seus sentimentos são válidos.

agus:

chega de mansinho, com um abraço de urso e os olhos mais tristes que os seus. não aguenta te ver chorando e nem magoada.

fica PUTO com seu ex. de verdade. no nível de "se eu encontrar ele na rua, coitado."

(no off, se encontra ele na rua mesmo, não vai fazer nada - só olhar com a cara bem feia e te tirar de perto).

não larga do seu lado por nada no mundo - só se você pedir, né, claro. para ele a presença nesse momento é muito importante. não quer que você se sinta sozinha.

tenta te tirar de casa pra algum rolê leve - seja uma praia, uma cafeteria, um cinema. quer te ajudar a distrair, nem que seja um pouquinho.

fran:

é o primeiro a aparecer na sua casa assim que você diz que terminaram - não por interesse, mas por carinho. fica muito preocupado com você.

já chega na sua casa ligando a televisão no seu seriado favorito e traz consigo algumas guloseimas deliciosas pra vocês comerem e assistirem juntos.

te estimula a se cuidar, vestir uma roupa bonita, se maquiar. faz questão de frisar o quanto você é linda e o quanto se merece.

vai te escutar fazendo muita careta, injuriado com a forma que você foi tratada. bufa e suspira, mas tenta não tecer comentários. sabe que é a última coisa que você precisa no momento.

te enche de beijinhos, carinhos e naturalmente te faz rir, sem esforço.

matí:

contra todas as expectativas, matí é a pessoa mais gentil da face da terra com você assim que conta que terminou.

não vai esfregar nada na sua cara, nem fazer nenhum comentário desnecessário - pergunta se você precisa de ajuda, se ele pode ir te visitar, ficar um pouco junto.

tenta te distrair fazendo gracinha, brincando, implicando, mas sempre com muito tato pra não te magoar mais ainda.

vai na sua vibe - se você quiser sair pra beber e esquecer, sai com você e toma cuidado pra que não acabe bebendo demais. se quer ficar em casa afogando as mágoas em sorvete, vai fazer questão de deixar o ombro livre para você chorar.

é um amor e só sai de perto de você quando você finalmente adormece.

kuku:

apesar de ficar chateado com a situação, kuku é aquele homem mais velho vivido que sabe que você vai ficar bem e faz questão de deixar isso claro pra você. é só um momento ruim, não é uma vida ruim.

conversa com você contando as delisuões amorosas que ele mesmo já passou, as vezes que quebrou a cara, que foi traído, na esperança que alivie de alguma forma.

é de uma gentileza que só dele - vai te abraçar muito, com cuidado e com carinho.

faz questão de verificar as coisas na sua casa - lava a louça acumulada, dá um jeitinho na sala, passa uma vassourinha no seu quarto. vai te ajudar em coisas que tem medo que não consiga fazer sozinha nesse primeiro momento.

faz parte do grupo junto com as suas amigas mais próximas pra ficar dando notícias sobre você.

pipe:

pipe não sabe lidar contigo chorando ou muito magoada - ele fica totalmente sem saber o que dizer ou o que fazer. não é acostumado a ver uma pessoa tão forte como você se chatear tanto.

já que não sabe como agir, decide que o melhor a fazer é de ouvir em todos os sentidos - tanto de ser uma orelha amiga como de te cuidar a partir do que você pede.

te dá apoio de toda forma possível. quer ligar? ele segura sua m��o. quer chorar? ele vai atrás dos lencinhos. quer beijar? ele oferece os próprios lábios.

é brincadeira. mas, se você quiser, é verdade.

oferece cozinhar sua comida favorita só pra te ver mais animada e feliz.

[melobin]

eunseok reminds me of a sweet potato fry :p

LMFAO ??? okay but

tato

[badaziraphaletakes]

We want to hear your thoughts

Should we keep censoring words with asterisks?

For example: "P*tato" instead of "potato". (That's obviously not a word we would actually censor lol, but why include an emotionally-fraught word in this post when we don't need to.)

There are some arguments against it. It can cause problems with screen readers, and it means that blacklisting posts that contain the full word doesn't work (although if people remembered to tag the words in the content warnings then doing that wouldn't be necessary, sigh).

On the other hand:

Some people might want to read about the topic, but just don't want to have to see the word spelled out.

It's very painful to have to write (and read) certain words over and over and over again. Blogging about these kinds of topics is already emotionally exhausting. But it's important to talk about them. And, on a more selfish note, writing this blog has, oddly, been an emotional support for me (Mod X). It's gotten me through a really difficult few months and given me a sense of purpose during a time when I was struggling to find one. I don't want to post less, and if I stopped censoring words this way, I would have to.

I don't know if there's a good answer, but I'd like to hear people's perspectives.

Thank you!

[emilysdiaryofficial]

Kawaii potato is still the same tato ♡

[p0is0n-is-th3-cur3]

tato how dare you you knew (you didnt know) that i <3 starkid productions and now are blogging abt npmd... now i have 2 watch it i guess ughhhh /j

I’m hyperfixxating😍🥰😘

[physically-bloody-medibot]

What if I eat you like a baked potato? (Fork and knife)

I WOULD JUS-ST LIKE THE 'TATO P-PLEASE!!!

[kazooreal]

Ame no Niwa lyr + TL

this isn't a translation blog but i do translating in my free time, and it's almost always souma saitou. :P

everything about this song is extremely delicate and fragile and i love it. it came out today!!! yay!!

雨の庭 斉藤壮馬

ame no niwa - saitou souma

Garden of Rain - Souma Saitou

雨の庭

ame no niwa

Garden of rain

記憶は綻んで

kioku wa hokoronde

My memory is fraying[1]

腐っていく沈丁花

kusatteiku jinchouge

Like the rotting of winter daphnes

出口のない迷路

deguchi no nai meiro

In this maze without an exit.

わずかばかりでいい

wazuka bakari de ii

Just a little is fine,

この指に触れていて

kono yubi ni yureteite

Touch these fingers of mine

盲いた今なお

meshii ita ima nao

Even in my present blindness,

あなたを探してる

anata wo sagashiteru

I search for you.

雨がやんだら

ame ga yandara

When the rain stops

あなたはもう

anata ha mou

You are already

別のどこかへと

betsu no doko ka he to

To someplace different

いってしまう

itteshimau

Gone

だから今は

dakara ima ha

That’s why, now

あと少しだけは

ato sukoshi dake ha

Just for a little more

まなざしをとめないで

manazashi wo tomenaide

Don’t stop looking at me.

ゆらゆらめぐる

yurayura meguru

Swaying around

螺旋のような

rasen no you na

Like a spiral

絡まりあう

karamariau

Intertwining with each other

幾重もの縁は

ikue mono enishi ha

The edge of the layers is

離れたとても

hanareta totemo

Left far behind

また撚りあわさる

mata yoriawaseru

Twisting together once again

泡沫の逢瀬を

utakata no ouse wo

A rendezvous of foam

…

あなたといた

anata to ita

I was with you

あの時間は

ano jikan ha

At that time

たとえ刹那でも

tatoe setsuna demo

Even if for a moment

かなしかった

kanashikatta

I was sad

交わされない

kawaserarenai

It doesn’t need to be said

さよならはいらない

sayonara ha iranai

I don’t need a goodbye

泣かないで、ね？

nakanaide, ne?

Don’t cry, okay?

雨がやんだら

ame ga yandara

When the rain stops

あなたはもう

anata ha mou

You are already

別のどこかへと

betsu no doko ka he to

To someplace different

いってしまう

itteshimau

Gone

だから今は

dakara ima ha

That’s why, now

あと少しだけは

ato sukoshi dake ha

Just for a little more

まなざしをとめないで

manazashi wo tomenaide

Don’t stop looking at me

まだいかないで

mada ikanaide

Don’t go yet

TL notes:

[1] also ‘My memory is blooming’, as in, a flower

[petrolstationflowers]

New Simfornia Republic Army not for you? Why not try the Brotherhood of Simtanium instead, a Sims 3 flavoured version of Fallout: New Vegas' Brotherhood of Steel!

This is available from YA - Elder and can be joined via the Science Lab. You will start out in a general branch, which then splits at the Level 5 promotion point, where you can choose either the Paladin or Scribe branch.

No opportunities, uniforms, or books, and no carpool, so make sure to send your sims to work manually!

Please note if you want to use this, you must have Nraas Careers installed for it to show up!

Each branch has custom tones and skills, which I will list under the cut:

Base branch, levels 1 - 5:

Tones:

Tinker With Spare Parts (Inventing): There’s always scraps lying around. Why not see what you can come up with?

Catalogue Findings (Future Tech): Gadgets and gizmos are forever being dug out of the sand and brought back to base, and it’s very important to know how it works, what it does, and most importantly, how to turn it on.

Repair Equipment (Handiness): Yes, your job is to haul back technology, but you also need to keep order. Make sure your weapons and gear are all up to date.

Levels:

Aspirant - 10 simoleans p/h, 10:00 - 16:00, M-F

Description: Life isn’t the most fun in the wastes. Most of your days can be spent harvesting the least mutated tatos from the community gardens or sweeping giant cockroaches out from your house. On the weekends, you like to poke around the junkyard for something interesting to take apart, and that might be just what the Brotherhood of Simtanium is looking for…

Initiate - 30 simoleans p/h, 08:00 - 17:00, M-F

Description: Who knew that turning up at the local chapter’s bunker and refusing to leave would net you a job? You’re only training at the moment, but you’re one step closer to where you want to be, even if your daily routine consists of patrols of the town square and brewing coffee.

Squire - 37 simoleans p/h, 08:00 - 17:00, M-F

Description: It might only be a baby step, but it’s a step up nonetheless. You’ve been assigned to squire for one of the knights, which isn’t as romantic as the stories make it sound. You’ll need to get good at cleaning weapons, polishing Power Armour, all the while studying to make sure you’ll actually qualify for the knights when the time comes. Best get studying.

Knight - 45 simoleans p/h - 08:00 - 18:00, M-F

Description: Finally, a knight in gloriously chrome armour! Though you’ll be seeing some combat, what you’ll mostly be doing is making weapons for the troops and repairing the ones they break. You’ll need a steady hand and a little imagination before they’ll let you get your hands on the fun toys.

Journeyman Knight - 55 simoleans p/h - 08:00 - 18:00, M-F

Description: You’re finally taking your first tentative steps into the field, taking on more dangerous patrols and venturing further out in search of more interesting gadgets and gizmos. Still, at least the long walks give you time to think, because you’ll soon need to specialise – choose wisely!

Paladin branch:

Tones:

Attend Combat Training (Athletic): Your instructors run various workshops on different combat styles; keep yourself sharp by turning up every once in a while.

Maintain Gear (Handiness): It’s a harsh wasteland out there and a jammed gun or rusted chestplate could mean the end of you. Make sure your gear works properly before setting out!

Practise with Energy Weapons (Laser Rhythm-a-con): A strictly classified gun, known only as the laser harp to avoid civilian panic. You’ll need to perfect your “harp playing.”

Levels:

Paladin - 64 simoleans p/h, 09:00 - 19:00, S,U,W,T

Description: A Paladin is the Brotherhood of Simtanium’s shining star, someone civilians look up to and kids want to be when they grow up. Now that you’re done with your training you’ll finally be taught how to use Power Armour, and more importantly, the laser harp! Uh, rifle. Definitely a rifle.

Star Paladin - 85 simoleans p/h, 09:00 - 16:00, S,U,W,T

Description: Now you’re actually a big deal, and the higher ups are content to let you out alone and actually argue with them when you’re given a stupid assignment. Sure, it’s a little boring guarding Simberty Prime or casing warehouses in Lunar Lakes, but it sure beats making parts on a factory line!

Senior Paladin - 100 simoleans p/h, 10:00 - 17:00, S,U,W,T

Description: You’ve impressed your superiors enough to rise beyond the rank of Star; you’re shooting for the moon, maybe the whole universe! Keep working at it and you’ll be in line for Head Paladin soon enough; that is, if you’re up to the challenge.

Head Paladin - 150 simoleans p/h, 10:00 - 17:00, S,U,W,T

Description: You’re top of the food chain – at least, in the Paladin chapter. You’re in charge of the green recruits, making sure their training is up to scratch and who is to follow in your footsteps. You’ll need patience, and a lot of it.

Elder - 250 simoleans p/h, 11:00 - 18:00, M,W,F

Description: You finally get to have a say in how your local chapter is run; whether they like it or not, the Brotherhood of Simtanium has to answer to you. Be sure to wield your new power wisely, because while you might be a brotherhood, your rivals won’t care about family.

Scribe branch:

Tones:

Transcribe Manuals (Writing): What’s better than finding a shiny new piece of tech? Finding the manuals that come with it. Copy them up for posterity and ensure they don’t get lost to time.

Analyse Findings (Science): The knights drop reports off and it’s your job to try and work out what they say. Read the notes, pull out the facts, and put together a hypothesis as to whether you’ve found a microwave or a time machine.

Preserve Art (Painting): Entertainment is sparse in the wasteland; art from the old world is something to keep safe. Painstakingly restore, preserve, and replicate anything from ancient comics to portraits of royalty; all of it is valuable.

Levels:

Scribe Initiate - 40 simoleans p/h - 09:00 - 18:00 - M-F

Description: The path of scribe is one of blistered, ink-stained fingers, and eyestrain; truly, you’d need to be dedicated to make this the rest of your life. Shadow your coworkers and decide if this is truly what you want to do; otherwise, EverFresh Supermarket is always hiring…

Scribe - 50 simoleans p/h - 09:00 - 18:00 - M-F

Description: You’ve chosen your path and donned the robe; welcome to the role of Scribe! Instead of venturing outside, you’ll be tasked with preserving arts and literature of the old world – and yes, that includes Don Lothario’s badly written smut novels.

Senior Scribe - 75 simoleans p/h - 09:00 - 18:00 - M,T,W,U

Description: Less smut, more essays on ancient Shang Simlan plays! You’ve reached the rank of Senior Scribe, tasked with preserving the more delicate works previously thought lost to time. Historical accounts, festival records, political scandals, all must be kept for future generations lest war break out again.

Proctor - 100 simoleans p/h - 10:00 - 18:00 - M,W,F

Description: - Now you finally get to choose what you’re studying; the perfect time to cash in on your niche interests! Whether it’s nectar making manuals from Champs Le Sims or a dedicated archive of every film ever shown at the Wilsonoff Community Theatre, there’s no one to tell you otherwise. Hopefully there won’t be a revolt on your hands.

Head Scribe - 200 simoleans p/h - 10:00 - 18:00 - M,W,F

Description: You’ve mastered Sword, Shield, and Quill, you’ve picked the next Proctors; life is pretty good at the top. There’s a lot of meetings to be had and opinions to be swayed, but you get first dibs on any artefacts that come in and get to build your own private library for a little bit of peace and quiet!

Translations: I've included the English Strings in the file; if anyone is talented enough to translate, I would be incredibly grateful, so please let me know in the comments!

With thanks: To MissyHissy's career building tutorial! and the very kind folks over on MissyHissy's Job Centre Discord server for their patience and help.

[gamerwoo]

[Tales from the Pack] Soonyoung: Imperfect (Part Seven)

Characters: Soonyoung x female reader

Genre/warnings: werewolf au, fantasy, fluff with some minor angst in there, guns, mentions of sex but nothing explicitly happens, stealing

Word count: 2,000

Summary: Soonyoung has always been desperate to find his mate, often going out into town at night to fill the void of imprinting that he craves so much. Then suddenly, you (quite literally) appear in front of him. He’d always dreamed and fantasized about what having his mate would be like, but the reality is nothing like he expected.

a/n: things in bold are in english and whenever soonyoung says reader’s name it’s meant to be reader’s surname 

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The rules were simple, except they were very difficult for both you and Soonyoung. It was meant to test you, which you knew was good for you. Both of you had learned a decent amount, and now it was time to see what you retained -- if anything -- by going to the market for a 'test’.

Rule one: you can’t get an item off the shopping list unless you can name that item in the other language.

Rule two: you can’t help each other to cheat.

Rule three: Soonyoung cannot use his power against Kyung or Hansol to get what he wants.

“What’s this?” Hansol asked you as he held up a potato.

You stared at the vegetable like you were trying to make it move with your mind, “Uh... p-po...tato...?”

Soonyoung, however, pointed straight at it and excitedly exclaimed, “Tomato!”

Kyung shrugged with a, “Close enough,” and tossed a few into the bag hanging off her arm.

As the four of you walked through the market, Hansol asked, “What else do we need?”

“Next on the list is...” Kyung looked down at the paper before saying, “meat.”

Hansol then looked at you over his shoulder with a smirk, and your eyes widened.

“Can you ask for meat in Korean?” he wondered.

Your eyes looked up, as if you could roll them back to search for the answer in your brain, “Uh... Can I...h-have... Uh...pork belly?”

Despite your answer, he continued to look at you expectantly, an eyebrow raised.

“Please!” you quickly interjected.

Hansol nodded with a chuckle, “Good job. But no, we’re getting something else.”

Soonyoung frowned, “No pork belly?”

Your small group paused. You were near the outskirts of the market, but there seemed to be a series of canvas tarps with tables set up underneath them, almost like their own min-market. However, there were a bunch of large men wandering around the border, and they seemed to be eyeing the public who got too close.

“We need to go talk to the butcher,” Kyung explained. “Stay put, got it?”

As she said the last part, she looked intently between both you and Soonyoung.

“Talk to who?” you asked.

She smiled, “See, you’re picking things up quickly.”

And then her and Hansol left.

“That didn’t answer my question...” you mumbled.

“Butcher,” Soonyoung told you.

You looked back at him quizzically, unsure why he knew that word, but you didn’t say anything about it. Instead, you looked back to the mini-market that Hansol and Kyung had walked toward, getting stopped by one of the men on patrol.

“Is...that a...market?” you asked slowly.

“It’s called a black market,” he explained.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you looked at him, and he quickly tried to think of a way to simplify what ‘black market’ meant.

“It’s a market, but...” he paused to think again of the right word. “It’s bad. Illegal?”

Now it made sense. Of course the pack would get their meat from the black market. It was probably a hell of a lot cheaper, and they could probably trade things for it instead of stealing or using money.

“We could hunt for meat, but we might end up leading werewolf hunters to us,” Soonyoung explained. 

That also made sense. If they found a deer carcass torn to shreds, they’d obviously get suspicious. And it wasn’t like they could bring the thing home and then bury it in the backyard or something.

The two of you waited for a while, silently observing the black market from the outside. But then you realized you had to pee, and you started to get antsy.

“I’m gonna...find...the bathroom,” you told him.

He chuckled, but nodded.

After you left, Soonyoung continued to stand in the same spot. He couldn’t see Hansol or Kyung anymore, so he just watched the sketchy-looking venders under the tarps. It was pretty boring, though, so he eventually wandered over to a booth that was near the black market. It seemed to sell fake-looking jewelry for incredibly expensive prices, but he just needed something else to occupy his time and mind.

As he was browsing the jewelry that was laid out, he felt a tap on his shoulder as a male voice asked, “Excuse me?”

Soonyoung turned around and saw a...vaguely familiar face. He couldn’t quite place where he saw it though.

That is, until he saw the short girl standing timidly behind him, looking up at Soonyoung wide-eyed. Then the memories came flooding back. Going home with that girl -- he couldn’t even remember her name, honestly -- and being interrupted in the middle of their business by her boyfriend barging in, looking like steam was going to come out of his ears at any moment.

All Soonyoung could manage to say was, “Shit...”

The guy grabbed Soonyoung by the collar, turned him around, and threw him to the ground.

“So,” Soonyoung coughed as dirt kicked up around him, “I’ll take it you’re still upset.”

Soonyoung watched as the boyfriend pulled out a gun from a holster on his pants. His brown eyes widened as he stared into the short barrel of the gun.

“Okay...” Soonyoung began slowly, raising his hands as he slowly got to his feet, the gun following his every move, “let’s not do anything too rash. I get you’re mad, but--”

“You almost ruined my family!” the man shouted.

That’s when Soonyoung spotted the sparkle on the girl’s left ring finger.

Husband. He’s her husband.

“I swore to kill you then, and you got away,” he continued. “We must’ve crossed paths again for a reason, then.”

Soonyoung had to weigh his options quickly. On one hand, he could take this guy. He could shift and scare him shitless, but he’d give himself away. He could use his power, but that would also give him away. But it was give himself away or be shot.

On the other hand, he could handle a regular bullet, right? Unless it went straight between his eyes and killed him instantly, he’d probably survive. But being shot really didn’t sound like fun.

So...what was he supposed to do?

With a gasp, Soonyoung felt himself get yanked to the side before tumbling to the ground. A shot rang out, and Soonyoung squeezed his eyes shut, but all he felt was his back hit the ground and a weight on his stomach.

“Troublemaker,” he heard your voice say, and his eyes shot open to see you straddling him, both hands on his chest. “Right?”

He breathed out a, “Yeah,” as he tried to collect his thoughts and gather what the fuck had just happened.

“Where the hell did you go?!” the man shouted angrily, aiming his gun every which way.

Soonyoung had forgotten about your power, and now he felt like he could let out a sigh of relief knowing the man couldn’t see either of you, so you wouldn’t be in trouble, either.

“Come with me,” you instructed as you took one of his hands, keeping a firm grip to keep him invisible. “Don’t let go.”

You got up and helped him up before the two of you were taking off through the market, far away from the trouble Soonyoung got himself mixed up in. You noticed that seemed to be a habit of his, so maybe you’d have another task on your hands on top of learning how to communicate with your mate.

You had no idea where you were going, you were just running and giggling to yourselves as you weaved between bodies that couldn’t see you if you happened to graze or bump them. And Soonyoung was just following, loving to see this other side of you.

But you were suddenly tugged to a stop, being pulled over to a booth that had bread and cheese laid out, as well as some cured meats. You watched as Soonyoung kept his eyes trained on the vendor and the few people around as he wrapped a hand around a loaf of bread and slowly moved it to the end of the table before stuffing it into the canvas bag slung across your body.

“What’re you doing?” you asked him.

“We can’t...uh...pay for food,” he explained. Then he looked at you with a mischievous smirk. “So... Your power...help us...take.”

 “Ohhh,” you nodded slowly, understanding what he was getting at.

Jiung never taught you to steal. He always wanted to get things fair and square, so you never thought to use your power to steal anything.

...But you couldn’t say it was a bad idea.

-

“Are you kidding me?!” Kyung demanded when she entered the house.

“Uh-oh,” Junhui snickered from where him, you and Soonyoung, and other members of Soonyoung’s pack were gathered in the kitchen.

An angry-looking Kyung stormed into the kitchen, standing in the doorway as her eyes found you and Soonyoung sitting in kitchen chairs with Seungcheol and Jihoon standing in front of the two of you. Both of you looked like children being scolded by their parents, while the rest of your siblings looked on in amusement.

“We told you to stay put!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms out. “Then we hear gunshots, and you two are gone?! Christ, _____, I thought you died!”

“We knew you didn’t die,” Hansol sighed, putting a calming hand on his mate’s shoulder.

“Can you let the rest of us in on what’s happening?” Jihoon asked in an annoyed tone.

Kyung glared at him, “Don’t get an attitude with me.”

“Kyung and I went to get meat, and we left Soonyoung and _____ alone,” Hansol explained. “We heard a gunshot, so went to check on them, and they were both gone.”

“Gunshots?!” Seungcheol gasped, turning back to look down at you and Soonyoung with wide eyes.

“This is getting good,” Mingyu whispered to Seokmin.

Soonyoung frowned up at him, “Shut it.”

“Care to explain?” Jihoon questioned, looking straight at the second oldest alpha.

Soonyoung looked offended, demanding, “Why’re you only asking me?!”

“I highly doubt _____ would get into the kind of trouble where someone shoots at her.”

“Fair...” he muttered, and then shifted in his seat with a sigh. “Look, I ran into...this...girl, and her...husband--”

“Husband?!” Seungkwan repeated.

“Shh!” Jooyeon hissed. “It’s getting good.

Soonyoung rolled his eyes as he continued, “Her husband seemed to remember me and had some...unresolved emotions toward me.”

Seungcheol scoffed, “Rightfully so...”

“But _____ showed up before he could do anything, and we got away,” he concluded. “Nobody got hurt, and nobody was outed; I promise.”

The two alphas looked at you expectantly, and you guessed they wanted to know if Soonyoung was telling the truth. Honestly, you only understood a portion of what was said, but you figured you were better off saving yourself the trouble -- well, more of it -- and nodded eagerly.

Seungcheol sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, “And did the stealing come before or after this?”

“Stealing?” Kyung interjected.

“They brought home a feast,” Junhui laughed.

Maybe you and Soonyoung had gone a little overboard with your power, but you figured it was for a good cause. Soonyoung had a lot of mouths to feed, and you wanted to be helpful. Besides, it wasn’t like anyone got hurt.

Though, Jihoon did remind you that people definitely lost out on a lot of money, which made you feel guilty.

Kyung let out a deep sigh as she looked at the ground. Then she looked back up at you, her stare a mix of disappointment, but also something you couldn’t quite place. Almost like she couldn’t believe what you’d done.

Hansol, however, was very amused.

“Are you kidding me, _____?” your sister asked. “You can hardly speak to him, but he’s already being a bad influence on you!”

Soonyoung mostly understood what she said, and he giggled quietly to himself, “Troublemakers.”

You looked at him as smile formed on your face from his giggle, before looking back at Kyung with a shrug, “What can I say? He’s growing on me.”