#Yeah there's Penny crumb

[munsonsmixtapes]

As You Wish

Eddie Munson x fem!reader

summary: you and Eddie meet at Robin’s Halloween party and realize that you’re dressed up as a couple

based on this request!

Eddie was convinced that he didn’t believe in love at first sight, but the second you walked through the door to Robin’s apartment, he was beginning to think that his mind was changed.

You looked absolutely breathtaking in your Buttercup costume and he was realizing that you were the new friend that Robin had made at work. The one she had gabbed about endlessly, always wanting to make it clear to Eddie you were very pretty and very single.

That was always something that his friends told him and faster many failed dates, he had revoked all of their setting up privileges. But this time…this time maybe he’d let it slide.

He turned away from you when you approached the snack table where he and the other three in his group had been standing. He wanted to remain cool and mysterious even though he knew that he was nothing of the sort. Maybe then he wouldn’t have been chronically single.

“And who might you be?” You asked and Robin patted Eddie on the shoulder to let him know that you were speaking to him. He whipped around, knocking over the bowl of chips in front of him in the process and was grateful that a mask was covering most of his face because it hid his blush.

He was quick to drop to the floor to scoop the chips back into the bowl and was so focused on what he was doing that he hadn’t even been aware that anyone had been helping him until a hand brushed his.

Eddie looked up slowly to see your eyes looking into his, a warm smile on your lips. His gaze shifted to your hands to see m that they were full of chip crumbs that you were picking up from the floor and he was about to thank you, the words on the tip of his tongue, but you had somehow rendered the man who never shut up speechless.

“I-“ he started, but his mouth was now dry and he was suddenly very aware of how hot his costume was. Jesus, he really needed a glass of water.

“Yeah?” You asked, your voice so gentle and he appreciated that you were being so patient with him. A lot of women he had come across would have made fun of him, but you didn’t. You had even gone as far as helping him clean up the mess he had made.

“D-“ he cut himself off again, not entirely sure what he was trying to say. He was blowing his shot at getting a date without and he hadn’t even said anything yet.

You gathered the rest of the chips into the bowl and then stood, offering him your hand and he took it, letting you help to his feet.

“Well, look at that,” you smiled as you got the full view of his costume. “It seems we’ve somehow dressed up as a couple.” You let out a chuckle and Eddie swore it was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard.

Your words finally registered in his brain and he looked down at his costume before looking at yours, seeing that the two of you actually did look like a couple and that made him feel even more sweaty than he was previously. What were you doing to him?

“Guess it’s fate,” you added with a wink and the man thought he was going to die right there.

“G-guess so,” he was finally able to get out and your smile widened at his agreement. Robin had told you that he was cute and she had been right, at least, you thought she had been even though you couldn’t see most of his face. And you thought his clumsiness was adorable. Most men you had come across had been cocky or way too confident so it was refreshing to see someone who wasn’t.

And his costume was impressive, so close to the one that Westley had worn in the movie and you wondered how much he paid to have it made. Surely something custom like that had to cost a pretty penny. Yours had just come from items you already had in your closet and you were lucky just how accurate everything looked.

“I really love your costume,” you complimented and you watched what you could see of Eddie’s cheeks turn bright pink. “Where did you get it?”

“I um-I made it,” he replied, stepping closer to the table to grab his bottle of beer that he had left sitting there. He took a sip, watching your face the entire time, gauging your face for any negative reaction. How many times had he told a girl that he made his own cosplay costumes only to be met by grimaces? It was all so exhausting to try to put on a facade, to pretend to be someone else and he was tired of it. That was why he had stopped putting himself out there, why he decided that it was better to be by himself.

But your face lit up as soon as the words left his mouth, fascination written all over it and the man swore he was dreaming for a second.

“You made this?” You asked, your beautiful smile getting even brighter. “That’s fucking awesome!” You were now grinning and Eddie resisted the urge to clean out his ears or make you repeat yourself.

“I did,” he nodded, your smile feeling infectious as one spread across his own lips. “I um-“ he cut himself off, but then thought he should continue, deciding that you were a safe space for him. “I make costumes all the time. I love to cosplay.”

Now you were beginning to understand why Robin was trying to set the two of you up. Not only had she probably (definitely) known that you two were going to coincidentally dress up as a couple, but she also knew that you both were into cosplay.

“Me too!”

“Now you’re just pulling my leg.”

“No, seriously, I’ll have to show you my photo album sometime.” Sometime as in…were you setting up a date?

“Yeah,” he nodded. “I’d like that.”

“Good,” you nodded. “Do you want to get a drink-oh-you already have one.” Eddie took another sip of his beer and realized that the bottle was in fact empty.

“Empty,” he held up the bottle and you nodded, feeling a shy smile appear on your cheeks that were starting to burn.

“Let’s go, then,” you held your hand out and Eddie took it without hesitation, letting you lead him into the kitchen for another drink.

“As you wish,” he responded with a smile as he looked down at your entwined fingers, subconsciously letting the pad of his thumb rub along your knuckles gently as he followed you, wondering what the hell he had done to deserve you.

You spent the rest of the night side by side on Robin’s couch, drinking and laughing with the rest of the group. And when the party came to a close and the two of you went down to where you had parked, you exchanged numbers, deciding that maybe Robin did know what she was talking about in regards to setting the two of you up.

[vicsnook]

Good Luck, Babe! Pt. 3 | Jake Seresin x Reader

word count: 2407

warnings: arguing, accident, surprises, etc.

notes: Hello hello! I am reporting 🫡 with the latest part to my Good Luck, Babe! series and guess what!? It will be 4 parts instead! I’m sorry in advance for the ending besties but I promise I’ll make it worth your while. Hope you enjoy and thank you for all the love on my other fics 🫶🏼 Please don’t forget to like and reblog and comment if you want to be added to my tag list. Now without further ado…

** 3 months later **

I roll out of bed to the smell of bacon and a smile creeps onto my face. No one prepares you for how difficult pregnancy is, thankfully Jake manages to make it almost bearable. Making my way to the kitchen, I hear him humming a song and I can’t help the butterflies in my stomach that I still get everytime I see him.

“Good morning, babe!” he says, chipper as ever. I never could understand how someone could have so much energy so early in the morning.

“Morning,” I croak out, my voice raspy. I make my way to the breakfast bar and sit down as he’s placing the plate down in front of me then kisses my forehead and sits down across from me to read the newspaper.

I clear my throat. “Are you excited about today?” Jake looks up and folds his newspaper, placing it back down on the table. “Of course! Everyone is finally back and we will finally know what our little angel is going to be. Are you?”

I nod. “Yeah, just nervous to meet everyone. I only know Mickey and that didn’t end the greatest, remember?” He shrugs, “Baby that’s water under the bridge. The only thing we need to be worried about is making it to the Hard Deck on time.”

“I still can’t believe Penny is opening later and letting us use it for the gender reveal.” I reply, shaking my head. “She adores you and so does Maverick. Now go on and start getting ready.”

I brush the crumbs onto my plate and hand it to Jake then make the way back to my bedroom or technically our bedroom since he practically moved in 2 weeks after finding out about the baby. The boxes in the corner loom over me as I head to the bathroom. A part of me still wasn’t ready to leave the apartment behind but Jake wants to move us into a house with more room.

“I’m going to get the cake! Be back in a jiffy!” He shouts from the kitchen and I smile, excitement creeping up on me about what our baby will be.

-

We pull into the Hard Deck parking lot 10 minutes later than we were supposed to be here and anxiety is taking me over. I fidget with the hem of my dress as Jake rounds the car and opens my door while taking the cake from me and setting it on top of the car.

He stares down at me and pulls me in for a kiss. The nerves dissipating as I feel his tender lips on mine. “There’s nothing to worry about, honey, they’ll love you.” He whispers against my lips, pulling me into a hug. His scent calming me down even more.

He grabs the cake on one hand and my hand on the other and we make our way in. The place is decked out in pink and blue decorations and there’s 2 tables overflowing with presents. I can’t help my eyes watering as I look around at everything these people have done for me and the baby without even knowing me.

“Bagman! You didn’t tell me your girl was way out of your league.” Said the short female aviator who I assumed was Phoenix as she pulled me for a hug. “Thank you, I’m Y/N. You must be Phoenix.” I say.

“Yes ma’am but you can call me Nat.” I smile. “Will do.” The rest of the group made their way over to us and introductions went smoothly. Mickey was a little awkward but I shrugged it off not wanting to let anything ruin today.

The afternoon went smoothly as we played games and I got to know the rest of the group better. Nat and Bob being my favorites with Rooster not close behind.

“Y’all mind if I steal my girl for this dance?” Jake asks Nat and Bob, his hand sneaking around my shoulders. “Not at all.” Replies Nat as he whisks me to the dance floor.

“Everything going okay?” Jake asks, twirling me around. “Better than okay. Thank you for this.” I reply, setting my head on his chest as the song comes to an end.

He pulls me to the table with the cake and I feel the nerves start up again. “Let’s cut this cake, I can’t wait any longer, baby.”

Everyone gathers around the table as Jake hands me the knife. My hand shakes as I grab it but Jake steadies it with his as we cut the cake and pulled out the slice. Pink filles the inside and I can feel the happiness filling the room around us.

Jake picks me up as soon as we set the piece of cake down and pulls me into a hug. Tears streaming down my face as everyone cheers around us. It’s a girl! It’s a girl!

But the cheers are quickly interrupted by Rooster at the piano.“This one’s for y’all, thank you for making Bagman almost tolerable.” He says, eliciting a few chuckles from the people around us and beginning to play “You’re gonna miss this”.

The rest of the evening flies by as we dance, eat, and open what feels like a thousand presents. Talking with Penny I feel a twinge of melancholy for my sister, who no doubt would’ve been ecstatic about having a niece but I smile through it.

Mickey comes up and asks to talk to me and I agree, following him to one of the booths in the back like on our first date. Jake’s eyes burning on my back as I take a seat.

“Look, I’m really happy for you and Jake but I just need to get this off my chest okay.” His cheeks red as he waits for me to acknowledge that I’m okay with him telling me. I nod. “I didn’t want to ghost you, Y/N. Truth of the matter is I really liked you, hell I still do. But Hangman came up to me the day after our date and asked me to. I owed him a favor and he called it in. I should’ve just said no but I didn’t want to get on his bad side. I’m sorry.”

I feel nauseous as the words sink in. My head spins as I get up, heading for the bathroom. I stumble to it but Jake is on my side before I can walk in. “What is it, honey?” He asks, following me in.

A part of me feels flattered that Jake asked Mickey to ghost me because he wanted me for himself but the other reminds me that Jake ghosted me once he got me and I’m angry again. I wet my face, drying it with the paper towel Jake hands me.

His face is filled with concern but I’m so angry that I try to push past him to head back out to the bar. But of course he stands in front of the door blocking me in. “Move!” I growl, trying to push him off the door.

“Honey, stop! What happened?” He asks, holding my arms to his chest to stop me from trying to push him. “What happened? Mickey told me. You made him ghost me, for what Jake? So you could have me all for yourself then leave me high and dry?” I spat, hot tears spilling down my cheeks as I look into his stupid green eyes.

“Okay, I know I messed up but I couldn’t just let him have you. I knew you were meant to be mine from the moment that you put me in my place, baby. I should’ve told you sooner, I know but with the baby and all I just couldn’t find the right time.” He replies, his eyes pleading with mine to forgive him.

“That was for me to decide Jake! I’m not your property. You can’t just go around cashing in favors because you want something someone else has!” I yell back at him, my face hot with anger. He sighs and lets go of my arms.

“I know Y/N and I’m sorry. I should’ve gone about it differently but I’m not going to lie and say I wouldn’t do it all over again to get to where we are now. I have tried making up for everything the past few months and I have changed for the better and you can’t deny that. If you want to walk out the door and end things for something that happened months ago then be my guest.” He finished off, moving to the side and allowing me to reach for the door if I wanted.

My legs felt shaky as I took a step forward. Conflicted on what I should do. On one hand I wanted to forgive and forget so we could move on and continue with our lives but on the other I was so upset that he kept this from me and I couldn’t help but wonder what else he wasn’t telling me.

“Is that the only thing you were keeping from me?” I ask, ready to reach for the door if I don’t like his answer. He runs his hands through his hair and I can see frustration fill his features. “Yes, Y/N. You know that everytime you ask anything, I tell you. Not to mention you have access to my phone and computer as well.”

I sigh, knowing he’s right about that. My brain is telling me to run for the hills like I always do but my heart is yelling at me to forgive him for the sake of our daughter. I take a step backward and look him in the eye and my resolve to be upset dissolves and I know I forgive him before I even say it.

“I forgive you, Jake but if I find out you are keeping anything else from me, we’re done. You know that I have trust issues and I will not raise my daughter in a household with parents who cannot get along. Understood?” I say, hardly recognizing my own voice that sounds almost vicious.

He takes one step towards me and whispers “yes ma’am” before crashing his lips into mine. His hands running up my back while mine find purchase in his hair and he groans as I tug it. But before we can take things further we’re interrupted by a knock on the door.

“One sec!” I yell, turning to the mirror and fixing my hair while Jake does the same. The reality of where we were setting back in.

We leave shortly after, thanking everyone for everything. My phone dings as I get in the car and I see I’ve been added to a group chat called “Dagger Squad + the girls” and I smile as we head home.

-

A loud knock on the door awakens me and I look at my phone to see that it’s only 4AM. Jake is snoring soundly so I grab the gun in the night stand and slide on some shorts then make my way to the door.

Looking out the side window I see a car I could recognize anywhere, Mom’s. Taking a deep breath, I set the gun down on the coffee table and unlock the door.

She pulls me in for a hug before I can utter anything and I let myself melt in my arms. God, I had missed her so much. Pulling away she pats my belly and I know she knows and that she’s not here by accident.

Wordlessly she follows me in and I start the teapot. I’m terrified that she’s going to be upset at me for not telling her about her grandbaby. But when I head back to the couch I notice she’s holding a box labeled Mer’s baby clothes and I know she’s not upset.

“She would have wanted you to have this, darling,” Mom says, handing me the box and I let the tears fall as I grab it. “I miss her so much Mom, I wish she was here.” I choke out, while she holds me in her arms and rubs my back.

“I know baby, me too. I know you hadn’t told me yet because you were scared of my reaction but I want you to know that nothing has made me happier. I think your sister picked her just for you.” She whispered, as she rocked me the way she did when I was younger.

“How did you know I was pregnant and that it’s a girl?” I ask, pulling back and wiping my tears.

She smiled, “That handsome man standing at the end of the hallway called me yesterday and told me. As soon as we hung up, I grabbed Mer’s stuff and drove straight here.”

I turned to see Jake smiling at us then turning to the kitchen to grab the tea I forgot I was making. My heart felt like it could explode with happiness in this moment.

-

** 4 months later **

Jake had been on a mission the past 2 weeks and we were getting closer and closer to the due date. Worry started to fill me up when I didn’t hear from him

last night which was when he was due to start heading back to port. I waddled out of Nat’s apartment as she followed closely behind me and helped me into the car.

Maverick and Penny both lived a short drive from Nat’s thankfully and when we pulled into the driveway he was already out the door before the car was in Park. The somber look on his face immediately sending shivers down my spine as he made his way to my side of the car.

“Y/N, I was just headed over to your place. There’s no way to sugar coat this so I won’t even try. Jake’s jet was in an accident and he’s in a coma. I found out a few minutes ago. I’m so sorry.” His hands held mine as I felt my world come crashing down. The words accident and coma reverberating inside my head.

Nat and Mav’s voices were muffled as I tried to soak in my new reality. Jake was in a coma. My Jake was in a coma. Unfortunately, I was then snapped harshly back to reality by the one thing I wasn’t prepared yet for, my water breaking.

Fuck.

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[benjineedssleep]

more stardew valley headcanons but this time i'm feeling better (still brainrotting though)

pt 1!!!

this time there's more than just ass trio. i love ass trio so much though so they're still the majority here sorry not sorry SDFGSDFKJH

sam is a midnight snacker. he'll go into the fridge, pull out a slice of pizza/piece of fried chicken with his bare hands, and eat it right there, cold, with the fridge still open. jodi has yelled at him for doing this multiple times because he leaves crumbs behind and she ends up sweeping them up at the crack of dawn. bonus points: sebastian is horrified by this. abby doesn't do it, but she gets the appeal. she sites the number of times she's improperly microwaved leftovers and found the cold spots to be pretty alright.

sam sings in the shower. it's quiet, like thinking out loud, and usually it's one of his own songs. after conjuring up the riff to the best song he's ever written (in his own words) while in the shower, he's a firm believer showers are for deep thought. does he feel guilty about all the water he uses? yes, yes he does, but he helps his mom pay the bill to balance things out.

penny has the personality of fluttershy from mlp:fim and she's probably her favorite pony too. the show didn't exist when she was growing up, but since jas chooses to watch it during their schoolwork break time, she couldn't help but get invested. she secretly watches it at home and finds comfort knowing that fluttershy, another young adult, is doing just fine without changing her personality.

haley always needs to have something in her mouth. gum, lollipops, other hard candies... it's been a habit for the longest time and no matter how hard she tries to break it, per emily's request, she can't. the moment her gum runs dry or lollipop stick has been crushed to oblivion, she's replacing it.

while on the topic of haley, she uses pet names/terms of endearment for everyone, doesn't matter who you are. i'm talking, babe, bubs, sugar/sugarbug, you name it. if you're pissing her off, she'll often replace nice things with something like idiot, dickhead, and fuckass, the final two words being picked up from Abby.

sam is a really big cuddle bunny and when he and abby are taking up space in sebastian's room while he works, the two of them are probably cuddled up on the couch. if she's not carding her hands through his hair, she's braiding it. if she's not painting his nails, they're playing dumb finger games like chopsticks (which often end in sebastian yelling at them to stop yelling at each other). and! and!! if they're watching a scary movie, they're the type to end up holding each other in fear and start fighting over it, shoving each other to the other end of sebastian's couch. did i mention how much i love platonic intimacy??? oh, yeah. i did. in the last post. LOL--

sebastian's not big on touchy stuff and only lets abby do it because they've been friends since basically birth, but eventually let's sam in. it's often limited to letting him fall asleep on his shoulder, poke at him teasingly or, on occasion, hug him. if we go the sambastian route, sam definitely wiggles his way into sebastian's heart through touch. sebastian doesn't realize how far it's gotten until he sees sam and abby doing similar things and goes "oh... fuck-- we do that"

elaborating on my previous point about ass trio mom gossip, when caroline's too busy to join (again, if going the sambastian route), robin and jodi definitely start gossiping about their sons being 'close'. they don't particularly have a concept of not sharing their children's business as 'best friends tell each other everything' but it's still really cute because they're supportive moms.

on the hot topic of gossip, haley is worse than caroline and the moms. she will shamelessly eavesdrop, ask highly specific questions, and ambiguously talk to multiple parties about the same issue to get all perspectives. it's extremely manipulative, but it always ends up in her having the best advice. she's not an asshole though, she won't share any sensitive or personal information and pretend she doesn't know if it's brought up by another party. she's nosey, she's catty, but she has morals.

haley's gaydar goes crazy. she knows half the valley's queer and for most people, she clocked them before she even knew she was queer. it ended up being a 'well if everyone's queer, am i queer?' moment for her.

emily and abigail are two sides of the same coin, one is just more spiritual/religious than the other. a rarepair but i do think they could be friends.

another rare pair but i really do like sebastian and emily as friends. emily is very soft, very encouraging, and i think them hanging out would bring sebastian out of his shell a bit. she's also touchy like sam but in the 'oh i'm SO excited, i need to hug you RIGHT NOW' kind of way. like when meeting up to hang out or after finishing a sewing project together.

elaborating on the last point. sebastian is NOT good at sewing. he can do it! but he's not good at it. so that's probably how he and emily became friends in the first place.

okay i've rambled on for quite enough once again. i try to keep the headcanons i post a little ambiguous so they can go either way (unless explicitly stated) but sometimes i gotta be gay and throw in gay things, okay? i'm also a multishipper and rarepair enjoyer so those might sneak into these kinds of posts too. cause why not! might even throw in some things i don't 100% fuck with but understand (like poly ass trio) just for the hell of it. cause fuck it! we ball! thinking about my favorite characters is F U N :3

[siriuslysirius05]

Top Gun as Quotes in my Quote Book, Vol 5

Shit we’re on 5 already? Here have some dumbfuckery! (Shorter because I’m home from college for the summer and haven’t started working yet :/)

Maverick: “If I drop a crumb in my lap I’m doing it like a man.”

Iceman: “One second I won’t get to you.”

Goose: “It’s like a yodeler bootycall”

Slider: “I got a schlong that’s a foot long!”

Rooster: “That was a close shave. You know, like save? …No?”

Hangman: “IM FEELING FUCKING PATRIOTIC!”

Phoenix: “Do you want the sturgeon to fuck on your corpse?”

Bob: “Guys…this feels like the joys of the nuclear family. Expect we all like each other.”

Coyote: “I don’t lose until it happens.”

Fanboy: “French you fuck people! Wait…”

Payback: “Is he speaking American?”

Carole: “Is that a fucking turkey? I’m clearly sexier than that.”

Charlie: “YEAH! I LOVE LYING!”

Penny: “Day one of trying not to fuck that old man.”

Sorry it’s short fam see you in a month or two or three idk I need more quotes!

[dumskullexpress]

I don’t usually make these but uhhh

🍾🥤💥Madness Combat: Restaurant Etiquette Edition🔥🍔🍖

From order of best to worst.

AUDITOR

Physically incapable of leaving a mess

Orders most expensive meal available

Knows how to use a fork and knife

Wears a bib and a puts a napkin on their lap

Offers critique to the chef directly

Invests in the local business

Pays in full

Leaves a $100 tip

JEBUS

Orders something small but modest

Keeps cutlery neat and tidy on the table

Cleans up after himself

Compliments the chef, waiters, and dishwashers

Pays in full

Leaves a generous tip

SANFORD

Orders the spiciest option available

Chats up the waiter

Tries not to leave too much of a mess

Stacks the dirty plates

Has desert

Pays in full

Might leave a tip

DOC

Orders whatever looks good

On his phone most of the time

Not really involved with the restaurant staff

Wipes crumbs onto the floor

Pays in full

Doesn’t tip

DEIMOS

Orders the weirdest or grossest food on the menu

Stabs everything with a fork, spoons are for pussies

Chews with his mouth open

Smokes in the restaurant despite no-smoking signs

Trash EVERYWHERE

Didn’t bring his wallet

Pays in pennies, or forgets to pay entirely

Forgets to tip

TRICKY

Gets junk food

Uses his hands, completely ignoring the utensils

Screams at the staff

Staff is too terrified to oppose him

50/50 chance pays in Chuck-E-Cheese tokens or sets the restaurant on fire.

Murders a customer on the way out

Leaves a tip

and last but not least...

HANK

Doesn’t order, just grabs a random customer’s meal and swallows it whole

Doesn’t chew

Drinks directly from the soda dispenser

Smashes kid’s birthday cake

Shoots the waiter when asked to leave

Uses a hostage as a meat shield when law enforcement arrives

Throws a grenade into the kitchen

Massacre

Steals money from the register

Leaves

Doesn’t tip

Honorable mentions:

MAG Agent Torture

Accidentally squishes the waiter when ordering

Too big to fit inside

Has to order 20 different meals

Agency pays for damages

Church and Jorge

Orders biggest thing on the menu

“I’ll have what he’s having.”

Has a food fight

Leaves without paying

Phobos

Smites the waiter for addressing him as “sir” and not “god-emperor”

Won’t eat food that doesn’t meet his standards

Expects the entire restaurant (including customers) to kowtow before him

“What do you mean the meal isn’t free?! I demand to see this ‘MANAGER’ of yours.”

Gestalt

He fucking eats you

So yeah! Those are my silly restaurant hcs! :D

[rippeanuts1950-2000]

i hate u, i love u

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Chapter 2)

“YOU DID WHAT!?”

Laney winces at how loud Konnie is shouting. “I made a bet with Corey.” She repeats. It’s just her and Konnie at the lunch table as Kim is in the science labs checking her experiment with Carrie, and Larry just doesn’t have this lunch period. “Okay, but why?” Konnie stresses as she picks up her grilled cheese sandwich from her lunch tray. “If you guys win the battle of the bands, he leaves me alone.” Laney explains with a shrug as she digs around in her backpack for her lunch box. She finally finds it and pulls out a bag of chips. “But if we lose?” Laney deflates a little. “I have to rejoin Grojband for a month and if I enjoy being a part of the band again, I have to consider staying permanently.” She tacks on.

Konnie shakes her head. “Well this gives us more of a reason to win. But seriously, why did you think this was a good idea? You’re literally the brain cell of The Newmans, that’s why you’re our manager.” She points out. Laney opens her mouth to answer her but finds that she doesn’t know what to say. Like she knows the main reasons why she said yes, but in all honesty she paid attention to the pros instead of the cons. Why did that happen? Laney usually goes for the cons first instead of the pros.

“I-I don’t know. I guess I wasn’t thinking about what would happen if The Newmans lost. You guys wouldn’t leave me if I had to go back to Grojband, right?” The bag of chips Laney has been holding pops open and chip crumbs fall onto Konnie’s lunch tray. Fortunately the other girl doesn’t seem to care however and just organizes them into a little pile on her tray while she answers Laney’s question. “Of course not, Penny Lane. You’ve become an important part of our group since you’ve started hanging out with us. Even before you became our manager, you were important to the team.” Konnie assures her, using the nickname that the band gave to Laney when she first started hanging out with them to further prove her point.

Laney takes a deep breath, silently reminding herself to breathe evenly so that she doesn’t work herself into a panic attack. Though even if she did work herself into a panic attack, she’d be okay because she’s hanging with Konnie right now and Konnie knows how to calm her down the best. “Thanks Konnie.” Laney says, feeling a bit more assured. Konnie nods. “Girl, you know I always got your back.” As sweet as the sentiment is, it makes Laney laugh afterwards because Konnie is sprinkling chip crumbs from her plate into her mouth. Though Laney would probably do the same. “Hey, do you have work today?” Konnie asks once she’s swallowed some water.

“Yep, it’s gonna be a long shift too so I’ll be doing homework there.” Laney says with a sigh. “Well, me and the others are gonna stop by and visit you. We could do homework together if the shop’s not too busy.” Konnie suggests, making Laney smile even more. “Yeah, that sounds good. You guys ARE always a great buffer for Corey.” She says, popping some chips in her mouth. “Oh and let me know if they need to hire more people because I will try to get hired to keep you company.” Konnie adds, finishing off the grilled cheese. “You don’t have to do that but I’ll keep you posted.” Laney says with a laugh.

Out of all the Newmans, Laney was the closest to Konnie. After the big blow up between her and Grojband, which had happened at school with an audience of no less than thirty, Laney had run off to cry in a janitor's closet. Konnie was there when the blow up had happened so she chased after Laney and comforted her. The rest is pretty much history, with Laney being added into the Newman’s crew as their manager that week at lunch. Being as close as she is to Konnie also meant that she knew a lot more about Konnie than most people. Like her secret boyfriend.

“How are you and Kon doing by the way? He hasn't sent me cryptic emails on his burner account asking for date ideas in a while.” Laney asks, causing Konnie to blush. “Oh we’re good. Coming up on that one year, so he’s been trying to prove that he can plan the perfect date without your help.” She says, her eyes practically morphing into hearts. Kon was the only member of Grojband that Laney had a good relationship with to this day, so she very much approved of the relationship between Konnie and Kon. “Well as long as he's treating you well, I have no complaints.” Laney says with a grin and a shrug. She pulled out the last of the food in her lunch box.

“Want my cheese stick?”

*****

You know what sucks?

Writing lyrics and using your own inspiration instead of your sister’s. But Corey knows it must be done if he wants to get his thoughts out. This of course, means that he has to write yet another song about Laney that he’ll never perform. But getting the words out isn’t as easy as it sounds, no, no, no. If anything, he’s having more trouble than usual, what with the bet that’s gonna put Laney back in his life for a month, the fact that the Newmans are currently in his dad’s shop and have been here for the past two hours, oh and that shiny necklace in the display shelf Corey is writing on isn’t helping much either.

He should have known the Ewmans were coming when Lanes asked his dad if her friends could come to the shop and do homework with her. His dad said, yes, of course because Laney is his favorite employee and apparently she gets her work done or something. Which sucks because when Corey asks his dad if Kin and Kon can come hang out with him in the shop, he’s told “No, Corey, finish pricing the rare books section and organizing it by price.” To which Corey would like to say that it’s not his fault that they never get anything cool at the pawn shop, like instruments or boxes of mannequin heads.

Wait, what was he supposed to be doing again? Oh right! Writing lyrics. Here’s what he had so far, 

Am I the boy you dreamed of? Oh(might need to tone down the oh, don’t want people to think we’re too much of a boy band, if we ever played this)

Living in your subconscious, oh oh

Do you believe in love? Oh

And is it because of me?(i hope she still believes in love)

Yeah, if it's up to me

Am I the boy you dreamed of? Oh

Living in your subconscious, oh oh

Do you believe in love? Oh

And is it because of me?(once maybe, prob not anymore)

So not much, but soon it will hopefully become something. But he doubts that it will happen today, because once again, the Ewmans are in his general area of space, talking to his Lanes. Right now they were talking about some Disney Channel franchise that he knew Laney probably didn’t care less about and was only humoring the Ewmans in their conversation. That’s Lanes for ya, always so considerate and willing to listen to people talking about things she doe- “By the way, Laney, did you finish writing that song?” Carrie’s stupid voice really needs to stop interrupting his thoughts.

Hold on, Laney writes music now? Since when? “No, I still need to do the sad ex part. Angry ex is done though.” And she’s writing songs about heartbreak? Who broke her heart, Corey would like to know. “Care to share it?” Kim asks, her voice is less stupid than Carrie’s but it’s still stupid.

“Uh, sure.” Laney glances his way to make sure he’s not paying attention so Corey pretends to be doing something that doesn’t involve looking and paying attention to her. This seems to work as he can hear the rustling of paper and Laney says, “Larry could you read the highlighted part? It’s my favorite part. Also I’m thinking kind of like a slow piano part with this song if that makes sense. ” Corey hears the Ewmans agree and Larry begins to read the paper;

“Do you miss me like I miss you?

Fucked around and got attached to you

Friends can break your heart too

And I'm always tired but never of you

If I pulled a you on you, you wouldn't like that shit

I put this reel out, but you wouldn't bite that shit

I type a text but then I never mind that shit

I got these feelings but you never mind that shit

Oh, oh

Keep it on the low

You're still in love with me but your friends don't know.

And if I was you I would never let me go.”

Corey’s heart is pounding wildly. Did…Did Laney write this song about him? The Ewmans’ feedback falls flatly on his ears as he starts to scramble to figure this out. She did write that friends could break your heart, which did happen at least to him when they stopped being friends. And Lanes did used to always be tired but she also always listened to him and the others with as much attention as she could give them. She was right about how he would have felt if she did what he did to her. He would have hated it. He would have hated her. 

All the signs were saying that the song was about him with the only part being wrong that Kin and Kon didn’t know about his feelings. They did, and were most definitely tired of him ranting about how he missed his chance and that he wished he could take it all back. 

“We should sing that for battle of the bands!” Konnie says, pulling the brakes on Corey’s speeding thoughts. “If I can get it done in time, it’s hard trying to do the sad ex.” Lanes says and out of the corner of Corey’s eye he can see her putting paper into a blue folder. “Either way, that’s probably one of your best works, Penny Lane.” Larry says and Corey wants to yell at them to stop calling Laney Penny Lane because that is a stupid nickname even if he DOES like the Beatles sometimes.

But he doesn’t because last time he did that, Carrie threw a book at his head and told him that he doesn’t get to pick Laney’s nicknames. The book ended up breaking a shelf and Carrie had to work at the shop for a month to make up for it, so Corey would rather not have a repeat of that incident.

A ball of paper hits his face. “Riffin! What’s your band’s setlist?” Carrie asks and Corey has to fight the urge to vomit at the sight of Carrie’s face. “Uh for what?” Corey says when he realizes he doesn’t know what she’s talking about. “For the battle of the bands.” Carrie says with an eye roll. Corey scowls. “We’re not fully decided yet but we have agreed on 2 BEST FRIENDS, Old Me, and Monster.” He says. Sharing setlists is a thing he and Carrie do so that each band can do the opposite of what the other is doing. “Angry and rueful songs, huh? Guess we’re gonna have to do the opposite. Happy and content.” Carrie mumbles and Corey glances at the rest of the Ewmans and Lanes who are deep in thought. 

“Yeah that’s great, can I have my personal space back?” Corey snaps and Carrie rolls her eyes some more. He hopes that one day they get stuck in the back of her head. “Jeez, what crawled up your ass and died? I’m just making sure we don’t sound the same and no one is gonna confuse our bands again, literally nothing about that is out of the ordinary.” She says, raising an eyebrow. “Three reasons. One, I don’t like you. Two, I’ve had to listen to your stupid voice for the past two hours. Three, It’s almost six and you and your band are still here, distracting my coworker from doing her job.” He snaps, crumpling the paper in his hands.

Carrie scoffs. “One, I don’t like you either but at least I can be civil with you. Two, your voice is annoying to me but do I say anything? No, I don’t. And three, you’ve literally just sat there for the past two hours doing nothing while Laney has been doing homework, going over stock in the display case, and keeping a steady conversation with us. I don’t think you get an opinion on what she does. And anyway, we’re leaving soon.” Corey opens his mouth to argue but for once, Carrie is right. He hates it when she calls him out but when she’s right, ugh that is the worst!

Carrie smiles. “That’s what I thought.” She turns around and Corey just watches numbly as she and the rest of the Ewmans say their goodbyes to Lanes. He hated the Ewmans before everything that went down with Laney, but now that they took Laney from them he hates them even more.

Faintly he can hear the door close so he looks over at Laney and starts to take her in. She’s not paying attention to him, so he can stare for as long he wants. Earlier today when they made the bet he noticed that she hadn’t straightened her hair that morning so her normally straight hair was curly. Corey had always thought Laney looks pretty but when her hair is in its natural state, it just does something to him. It’s like he’s seeing her for the first time all over again. Her eyes are darting over the stock notebook and he truly finds it incredible how expressive they can be. No matter how stoic her face is, her eyes always give her away. Her freckles cover her face perfectly and Corey just wants to kiss each one of them, one by-

“Why are you staring at me like that?” Lanes’ voice interrupts his thoughts. Corey jerks back a bit, embarrassing himself further after being caught staring. “Just taking in your natural beauty.” He responds, which is true but he knows Laney just thinks he’s messing with her when he says stuff like that. “You look like a stalker.” She answers, checking something off the stock notebook. Laney’s not even looking at him, she just knows he’s staring. “You’re a piece of art, Penn. I need at least an hour to take you in.” Corey says, grinning mischievously.

Laney looks up from the notebook, her expression a bored one. “Did you get that pick up line off the internet again?” She asks and Corey blushes. He really hopes it doesn’t show. “Ouch, you wound me. That was a Riffin original.” He says and Laney throws a pencil at his head. “No wonder it was bad then.” She reaches the stock notebook out towards him. “I’m going to stock check in the back, finish this for me will you?” Corey takes the notebook from her and their fingers brush. Just like when they did the pinkie promise, her skin feels warm and electrifying. She disappears into the back room as Corey lingers on how her touch makes him feel.

He loves it.

Almost as much as he loves her.

And the second chapter is done! Sorry if the ending seems a little awkward I didn’t know how to finish it. As always, send me asks about this, I would to info dump for this!

[littlemisssquiggles]

So squiggles....we saw our boy. But at what cost?

Ahahaaaa not only that Key m’boi. Not only did we get our BOI at a cost but we also got what is the closest thing to a “Rosegarden crumb” outta RWBY V9 in this episode at a cost.

Miles and Kiersi who co-wrote this episode can both kiss my chocolate-coated ass for this scene!

How dare you?!

I mean, Miles did hint once upon a time that Ruby’s bond with Oscar is still being defined.

The fact that this is the second time that Neo has used Oscar’s form to break Ruby is meaningful.

I find it most curious that Neo knows of Oscar’s connection to Ruby. She must’ve seen their little moment at Schnee Manor back in V7 and put 2+2 together.

Jokes aside, this moment, as dark as it was meant something in the grand scheme of things.

Of all the people that Neo could’ve shown Ruby causing the death of, I find it interesting that was Oscar’s.

She could’ve shown her Weiss or Blake or Yang or even Jaune. Heck she could’ve even shown her Penny.

But the fact that it was Oscar means something.

I mean yeah sure, it makes sense for it to be Oscar since Oz was there before and Oscar is Oz’s successor.

But the fact that Neo knows that Oscar is important enough to Ruby to use his form in such a manner to break her. That’s what got me about that scene.

And what’s more interesting that this isn’t the first time Neo used a hurt Oscar to get to Ruby. Remember she used her tortured and battered form while they were fighting in the Void before ended up in the Ever After.

The point I’m trying to make is that this shows that Ruby values Oscar’s life. It highlights why she’s always been so protective of him in past seasons.

Oscar is another special person that Ruby has come to cherish. Someone who means a lot to her that she doesn’t want to lose.

Ruby doesn’t want to fail Oscar.

Oscar means something to Ruby and I feel like once the group returns to Remnant, the way Ruby looks at Oscar following her experience in the Ever After will be much different than before.

Not saying this will mean they’ll become lovers, making Rosegarden canon or anything like that.

I’m just saying, the dynamic between Ruby and Oscar could potentially change after this volume as a result of what Neo did to Ruby in the Ever After.

And let's not forget, we don't know what's going on in the Remnant right now. We don't know how much time has passed in Remnant while RWBYJ have been stuck in the Ever After.

We don't know how much time has passed between Oscar and the others learning that their allies probably died on the other side of the Portal.

Let me put something into perspective:

In the Ever After, Ruby saw Oscar die by her hands.

What if...back on Remnant, after Winter informs everyone of what happened in the Portal, Oscar blames himself for essentially causing Ruby's "death" since technically he was the one with the knowledge of the Staff and should've known better.

What if...Oscar ends up taking responsibility for all that happened to RWBYJ in the Portal and his feelings for Ruby will change as result of thinking he had lost her forever?

So it's a case where both Ruby and Oscar realize how much they mean to each other by believing for a period that had killed the other? If that makes sense?

Who knows? I could be very much wrong about this hunch. But that’s how I see it.

~LMS (2023)

[dollfxcx]

Penny at a picnic headcanons!!

(idc if it's a bit oc)

• offers to carry the picnic basket if it's heavy

• has an hard time spreading the blanket

• eventually gives up and drools angrily

• you manage to fix the blankey and he stares at you in misbelief

• "how come a human is better than me at something?"

"it's called independence"

"i'm indipendent"

"no you're not"

"i cleared the table yesterday"

"that's the bare minimum"

• is really excited to open the basket

• "can we open it?"

"can we just open it yet?"

"can we open it now??" *shakes on spot*

"now?"

• almost destroys the basket while opening it

• gets disappointed at seeing human food

• storms away

• gets back because he got bored

• refuses to try and eat human food

• eventually gives up

• likes raspberry marmalade

• his whole costume gets stained

• angry drooling

• steals all the bread to feed the ducks

• gets upset when the ducks swim away

• pouts and sits down violently crossing his arms

• lies down on the grass and stares at the clouds (he's been told they can look like animals and stuff)

• "that cloud looks like a dragon"

"what?"

"yeah look at that cloud"

"i only see a cloud, human"

"use your imagination"

"...." - "that's a really puffy cloud"

• throws small rocks at the kids who are passing by

• eventually ends up stealing your food

• wraps you in the picnic blanket like a burrito

• starts chasing after a kid and falls into the lake

• most likely eats a duck (has beef with them cuz they swam away when he threw crumbs at them)

• looks for daisies and makes you a necklace out of them

• tears up the grass when he gets bored

• sunbathes for a while (acts as if he were being burned alive)

• digs a hole in the ground and takes a nap

• doesn't want to go home (won't admit he had fun)

[requests open!!]

[penny-the-pissed-poltergeist]

Volume 2 Episode 3 rewatch thoughts.

.Ugh Jaune stop it she's not interested

.Spruce Willis? Did he star in Pine hard and Grass?... I will see myself out

.Do any of Port's classes have info of value? He's just boasting fire his ass. (Also fire him for the whole being into minors thing)

.Yang don't encourage him

.Hunter outfits! Some of Weiss and Yang's best looks and Ruby and Blake's are there too I guess.

.'I do this all the time... I climb tress all the time." Was him uh...following(?) Blake later a callback to this line, because I like neither that nor is line

.How did Sun explain what they were going to Neptune? "Yeah we are gonna wait next to a window so we can intrude on my crush's team's plan and join them, you have to cling to a wall BTW"

...Remember that time Kerry said he would wear Neptune as a skin suit just to be in the same room as Yang? Cause I do.

.With the past two episodes both having Whiterose (Or I guess at this point in the fandom Iceflower) crumbs I can't see Ruby clam jamming Weiss for no real reason as anything other then Ruby wanting Weiss for herself, Sorry not Sorry.

.Love Ruby sliding down the railing just because she can. Penny stop acting like chatgpt it's scaring me

.Weiss having to fake a smile :(

.OMNITRIX STOCK SFX DETECTED

.Penny having to say that her father isn't a bad guy is really not a good sign, I headcanon that Pietro was not really the best dad but almost losing Penny made him mellowed him out.

.Why do the new better Atlesian Knights need to have hand held weapons that make it possible to disarm them why the old ones didn't and had built in weapons?

.That one guard stopped a car which means basic guards do have aura unlocked

.If Ruby's semblance ignores weight and mass like they say later, how is Penny being heavy slowing her down? I'd say "checkmate liberals" as joke but that doesn't feel funny right now

.Anyone with strong Aura could have stopped that truck, why is everyone shocked and/or gawking at her doing that

.All robot girls are trans but we all already know that, You are a real girl Penny it's okay

[tricoufamily]

I'm so curious about your personal Bob x Diego lore. Like, I can't stop thinking about it. Their dynamics, sexualities, and what they end up doing in the future. Ahhhhhh!! It's giving me sims brainrot. Do you have anymore crumbs of lore for them you'd be willing to share? If not that's okay too. I just love how you world build your sims.

yaa!!!! storytime!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

bob went to college because of his mom. she wanted him to, and he didn't know what he wanted to do w his life so he just went. he was an undecided major until he became a business major just because. shrug. he was also in a co-ed dorm where he met eliza, but they didn't start dating until the year after college. they were friends though

diego was an art history major and he was doing all kinds of odd jobs. he had really good grades, so he got in to college free, and his biggest goal in life was to move to nyc. he hated his small shitty town, he hated his college, he hated everyone there, and so on.

but yes, diego's gay, he was in drag when they met, he was coming home from a bar and just went to the dining hall late at night still in drag whatever he was hungry. and bob was there, he'd been doing an all-nighter, and he hit on him. diego thought it was funny but he also thought bob was hot so. long story short, bob is bisexual, and he had to figure that out in a small town in the early 2000s rip buddy

they started dating for real eventually, and it was a good relationship. for the most part. by this is the fall standards, they're the best couple (the bar is in hell). diego does have some...manic pixie dream boy tendencies though, and he's hot-headed, so they would have arguments, and diego's mood could change at the drop of a hat, but they did love each other.

graduation was getting closer, and diego was trying to convince bob that the city will be great and they don't need to get married or have kids and they'll be young forever. and bob just wasn't budging. they knew the end was approaching long before it came.

they were fighting a lot leading up to the break up, but when it finally was time, it was very quiet. and sad. and defeated. they kissed one more time, and diego packed a suitcase that night and left for the city with barely anything.

now, diego is a successful art critic and knows a lot of artists and influencer types like penny pizzazz and even established celebrities. he's kind of like a socialite. when we reach the tiktok era, i'm sure he'll start doing stuff there and get a following. he gets sad and lonely sometimes.

bob and eliza own a catering company together that does pretty well. their marriage is. well it's bob and eliza. she'll get pregnant w iggy soon.

i think sometime after iggy is born they'd go on vacation and bob and diego would meet again. you all know the christmas song same old lang syne? yeah that

[bcyhoods]

yeah, some fandoms (especially the ones i’ve noticed you’re active in) are just filled with people who doesn’t know proper fanfic etiquette. all blank blogs who spam like and demand for part two’s in the comments like you are just a dancing monkey.

truly, it feels like i’m a beggar asking for pennies whenever i post😭 seeing the likes to reblogs to commentary ratio will always humble me. spam likes don’t really bother me, but it would feel so much better if a little feedback was sent my way or if they reblog my masterlist, or something yk. all i ask for are crumbs, dammit!!!

likes tell me nothing, but the fact that you saw it.

gonna start paying people to leave some feedback because this is getting silly

[soddinghelp-blog]

Striking Back

1899

Being a news girl who spends her days hawking newspapers on the dirty streets of Manhattan. You barely make enough to scrape by day to day. So, when your paper suppliers Pulitzer and Hurst decide to raise the buying price of newspaper bundles from 40 cents to 50 you decide to join the brewing strikes.

America x reader 

Chapter one.

The sun rose in the smoky hazy sky of Manhattan and Joey was curled up asleep on the steps of an old building. You let out a sigh of relief, you had been searching all night for him.

You gently shook his boney shoulder. Joey blinked open his eyes. “Hey. You have any food?” he asked hopefully. He had large brown eyes and dirty blonde hair. The clothes he wore were dirty and miles too big, Kid Blink’s old clothing that were too small for him. You ran your grimy fingers through tangled hair. You knew the answer was no, you had not a crumb on you. “I’ll... I’ll get you something. Just stay here” you promised.

Joey nodded dumbly and was asleep again. You rose unsteadily to your feet. You patted your pocket; you took comfort as you felt the shape of the rusty penknife against your palm. If you were lucky, you wouldn’t need to use it.

Ever since the strike started. You had no income, not a penny in your pocket for food or board. And as you said to Kid Blink last night. “If we don’t win this strike real soon, we all starve.” Kid Blink looked you, his face hardened. “Beg, borrow, steal. If we yield to this price hike we definitely will starve” You knew at 60 cents a bundle you need to sell 100 papers per day just to break even.

You had been pacing the streets for a while now, looking for a good target. Someone rich looking, someone who was naive enough to not flee at the sight of your grungy appearance. Someone-

Your ears pricked up as you heard a cheerful whistle, you turned to see a man striding along, dressed to the nines in Vicuña Wool and Japanese denim. He was swinging a Harrods bag.

Someone... like that...

He had a young face, a happy face, a face that looked like it had never seen hardship. Cheerful blue eyes framed with gold rimmed glasses. Oh yeah, this guy was a trust fund boy.

You eyed the Harrods bag. Whatever was in there could be sold and the money could buy some desperately needed bread. Your hand drifted down to your pocket, where the knife was. You weren’t gonna actually hurt the guy, just scare him. Still robbing people, even rich trust fund boys seemed wrong.

Joey’s gaunt face flashed through your mind, that put any hesitation out of your mind.

You stepped into his path, flicking out the blade, sunlight glinting off its wickedly sharp edge. “Hey. Nothing personal, just give me the bag” you said flatly. The carefree look had now fled his face replaced with startled confusion. It was only then you saw he was reaching for the gun holstered on his side, concealed under his jacket. You panicked. Throwing yourself forward onto him. You didn’t mean to, but your weight had driven the knife into his stomach. Taking advantage of his pain and shock you grabbed the Harrods bag with bloodied hands and scrambled to your feet.

---------  

You and Joey were sharing a fresh loaf of French bread in the alley when Kid Blink showed up. Kid Blink was a rough looking guy, all scarred up, with hard marble like blue eyes and brown hair that was chopped haphazardly. He wore an eye patch over one eye, he never spoke of how he lost his eye. Kid Blink face of the strike, the guy you don’t want to cross. He took one look at the fresh bread and said, “Who did you rob and what did you take?” his tone was steel, his glare was accusatory. It took a lot to of effort not to flinch away from that unforgiving gaze.

You shrugged trying to seem casual. “Some rich guy. Glasses, blue eyes, blonde hair. Probably six foot” You ignored the second part of the question. Kid Blink didn’t need to know everything.

He shoved you backwards, sending you stumbling. “YOU IDIOT. You robbed Pulitzer and Hurst’s top investor. Alfred Jones…” for a moment he seemed too furious to speak. “If he’s seen your face and knows you’re with the strike then You’ve just doomed us all.”

It was your turn to get angry. “ME?! I’m not the one drenching paper stands that don’t support us and burning delivery carts! YOU THINK HURST AND PULTIZER WILL BE HAPPY WITH THAT?!” you roared back, sauntering close to Kid Blink. Joey was watching both of you nervously, cheeks stuff with bread. “At least I didn’t STAB THE TOP INVESTOR” Kid Blink snapped. He then snatched the half-eaten bread out of your hands and stuffed it into his mouth. You sat down on an overturned crate.

“If you are right, and this guy was Jones.” You said slowly “He was the who suggested the price hike. He was never gonna be on our side to begin with….in fact… You should be thanking me for stabbing that sonvabitch”. Kid Blink rolled his eyes. “This isn’t the time for wise cracks. Still, we’ll see how this whole thing plays out in the press. Before we make any moves”

You startled, feeling confused. “Press?”

“Oh yeah, I can see the headline now “innocent man attacked by gutter rat””. He said smirking. You took off one shoe and hurled it at his head, Kid Blink ducked as it the wall behind him with a clack, “this gutter rat has given you dinner you stupid sot!” you shot back.

If there is demand this can be turned into a series.

[somanesazakiki]

Sometimes I think my theories and musings are like on the same level as creepypasta from like the 2000s or 2010s. "I'm 14 and this is deep" ass shit. You know those "Ash is in a coma" or "N is actually a Pokémon" theories that will get you jumped or have tomatoes thrown at you here? Yeah. They're exactly that and you know what fuck you I'm embracing it in the form of camp. It's what Masaki would want!

No but seriously given the craziness in recent games, my apophenia going crazy..

(Like how the last mention of him was in gen 7 as Lillie sought his help; Penny's, a hacker character, entire team consisting of Eeveelutions; probably way more things I could find if I sat down to play the games more)

.. I'm pretty sure the next Johto game is going to be batshit. If he's just kinda there and normal tho I'm gonna riot because all that buildup.... If he just turns to the player or camera and makes a shushing motion while smiling like :3 that would be enough for me tho LOL

Man I love how he tickles my denpa brain. Even if I'm just hallucinating crumbs and trying to lick them off the floor and just eating the tile at this point this is too funny for me to put down. I'm in so deep him being part of TR or doing time travel shenanigans to get his hands on Mewtwo would the least shocking thing about him.

Kind of weird how fandom on here just doesn't think about him like that though. The closest you get are people outside the Tumblr and fangirl sphere making ROM hacks where he's like an alcoholic. Or conspiracy theory musings. I need the fandom here to be blindsided by crazy Masaki so bad.

He's such an.. Empty character I guess that's the fun of it though. Even though the few things he's associated with are probably meaningful and significant, (Sonezaki, Osakan accent historically = trickster, Eevee a foxlike Pokémon and its many forms, transhumanism, Elder Fuji/fuji-iro/wisteria = immortality, etc) ultimately... He is just a Pokémon Maniac.

The guy at the Cerulean Pokémon Center said it best:

「マサキの ヤツ！ 珍しい ポケモンを 手に 入れる ためには…… あんな ことも こんな ことも 平気で するって 聞いたよ！」

"That Masaki guy! I heard in order to get his hands on unusual/rare Pokémon... He'll do all sorts of things!"

[rewiredthethirdblog]

Feel disoriented walking and very calm and relaxed about it oddly lol.. But this is it 2hrs in . its 2hrs 20mins in now..

So i just took the tiniest penny size of yhe cookie basically just 2 crumbs size worth and a beqa cheese stick. So yeah was pretty sure im coming down 10mins before lets see how. My body responds over yhe next hour. So far it seems noticeable mood lifting tho slowlyy. Also ordered pide n kebab from cheezy bite which will be here in 20mins

[braveclementine]

Secrets Are Out

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OCs, which consist of Penny Fury, Elizabeth Nelson, Elijah Chan, Katya Venice, Violetta Moscow, Lan Le, Josh, Trang Tien, Ahni Jallow, Mai Ito, and Ghaida Kashual as well as other OCs that will come up throughout the story.

It was a very drowsy sort of next morning. Elizabeth and Wanda sleepily made scrambled eggs, toast, bacon, and sausage. There was also fruit.

Penny felt rather tired, perhaps because they had all gone to sleep so late. She was resting with her head on Natasha's shoulder.

"What are we doing today?" Elizabeth asked as she set out plates, before taking a seat in her chair, stabbing a piece of sausage violently.

"I was thinking maybe we could go out somewhere." Steve said cautiously, looking around. "I don't know. Do something fun? The zoo or something like that."

"That sounds like fun!" Elizabeth said brightly.

"Sure Stevie." Penny and Tony said together.

"Let's do the Aquarium, it's going to be cold out." Trang shivered.

"It's cold?" Elizabeth asked, looking confused and Elijah chuckled.

"For the normal people Milady." Elijah grinned, sipping his tea.

"Oh right." Elizabeth said giggling. Violetta rolled her eyes and flicked crumbs at her.

"Oh, but I also need you to test out the new suit I made you." Trang said suddenly and Penny looked around until she realized that she was looking at Elizabeth.

"Why do I have a new suit?" Elizabeth asked in confusion. "My suit was fine."

"I'm hoping that I installed coms in it that won't disrupt when you use your water powers." Trang said. "But I need you to test it with me and Tony, maybe Rhodey and Sam as well."

"Yeah, of course I'll help out." Sam said, stretching as he finished off his last piece of bacon.

Suddenly, the elevator doors could be heard opening up down the hall and angry footsteps stomped towards them. Penny leaned to look around Pietro's shoulder and saw her father storming down the hallway.

"You couldn't keep your hands to yourselves for five minutes could you!" He snapped, tossing a newspaper that he had in his hands onto the table.

Pietro, of course, was the one who snatched it up first. Penny leaned around to look over his shoulder and saw a picture of Elizabeth sitting on Bucky's lap. The two of them were lip locked, both of them still in the attire they wore to the party last night. It showed Steve and Sam just standing there. And across the top in the bold headline was the words:

FROZALINE: THE AVENGERS UNDERCOVER SLUT?

"Oh fuck." Penny whispered.

"What?" Tony asked sharply.

Pietro slid the paper across to Tony, who scanned it, tossed the paper down, and immediately started to pull up the actual news. Slowly, the paper circulated around the table, while they found a channel to listen to.

J. Jameson was on the news, with photos up while the same headline on the newspaper ran down on the border of the news. Penny glanced quickly over at Elizabeth and saw that she looked blank, like it hadn't hit her yet. Bucky on the other hand, was red in the face with anger. Elijah's face was smooth, but his eyes were smoldering.

"Leaked photos from the Avengers tower shows that the world's mightiest superheroes are crossing forbidden lines." Jameson said dramatically. "These photos contain our valiant and pure-hearted Captain America, notorious playboy Tony Stark, and of course, the winter soldier who can't remember his name, much less what a soulmate is-"

Steve and Sam shot straight up and Penny was immediately rearing in defense. Tony's teeth snapped together angrily and all of the other avengers in the room showed similar reactions of anger.

"But," Jameson continued, "At least the deviancy that takes place behind closed doors-"

And here, different footage was shown. All of it was from last night as well. Natasha with Wanda, Violetta, Vision, Katya, and Lan. A photo showing Steve, Bucky, Sam, and Elizabeth heading up to their bedroom together. Another picture showing Tony and Trang kissing in the lab. Ahni, Mai, and Hope together.

"-it seems that certain superheroes feel the need to flaunt their whore-like behavior." Jameson sneered and the picture of Elizabeth sitting on Bucky's lap kissing him came up on screen again. Elizabeth sunk down in her seat a little. "Elizabeth Nelson, also known as Frozaline, has always portrayed herself as an innocent, Christian girl. However, evidence here shows that she sluts it up with the brain-washed, should be in the raft, soldier- right in front of their soulmates! Clearly, she doesn't care-"

The TV went dead as it melted into hot metal. Elijah closed his eyes as he attempted to cool down. "I'll buy a new one Tony."

"It's fine." Tony snapped, though not upset with Elijah. "How did they get those photos?"

"My fault." Elizabeth muttered, tearing the skin around her fingernails, not looking at any of them. "I did it right out in the open."

"Yeah, well, it's actually my fault." Bucky growled, glaring at her. "I'm the one who pulled you into that kiss. You weren't going to do it. It's on me."

"We all forgot." Steve sighed, putting a tight hand on Bucky's shoulder. Him and Sam were still burning with rage at Jameson's' comments about their soulmate.

"What do we do about it?" Stephen asked calmly. "We have options, what are they?"

Fury sighed, "There's been some talk about disbanding the Avengers. Some other talk about jailing certain Avengers-"

"They're not taking her." Elijah and Loki said together in deadpanned voices. Elijah flaming up and Loki's eyes flashing green.

"It won't be able to happen." Stephen assured them. "They can't jail anyone for crossing soulmate lines."

"You could press conference." Fury sighed. "Just come clean. I'm sure there'll be some support."

"I'll do the press conference." Elijah offered, still smoldering, "Besides, some of the photos are edited. I was standing there as well when James kissed Elizabeth. Not to mention, I was with the soldiers and Elizabeth when we went up to their room. Whoever took these pictures edited me out."

"But why?" Thor rumbled angrily.

"To make her look worse, right?" Natasha pointed out. "And to smear Steve, Bucky, and Sam."

"But why the soldiers? That doesn't make any sense." Bruce looked confused.

"Because." Elizabeth said absentmindedly, like she wasn't bothered by what was going on. "Tony's a playboy. If he crosses some lines, who cares? It's nothing new. Loki is always going to be a villain in their eyes no matter what. And with Pietro and the others, some of them don't have their soulmates, so they can't be blamed for crossing lines and Wanda was with Vision in the photo so clearly they were in agreement. But Steve? He's perfect. Literally Gods-Chosen, Americas best. If they can dirt his name, they'll do it."

Steve blushed slightly at her praise.

"But I still don't understand why they didn't try to make Elijah look bad." Pietro said.

"Because," Lan cut in, "If it looks like Elizabeth's soulmate isn't there, then it looks like she- and the soldiers- are going behind his back."

"You know you're not a slut, right?" Rhodey looked over at Elizabeth.

Elizabeth actually snickered, leaning back in her seat. Penny gave a start when she said, "Sure I am. I'm your guys' slut and I quite like my position so don't get rid of it."

Penny, Katya, and Natasha all giggled into their hands as all of the men- including Penny's dad- groaned lowly.

"You know." Tony growled, pushing the palms of his hands into his eyes, looking slightly frustrated, "It is really to early in the day to be getting horny Ice Cube. So watch it."

"Okay, but on a serious note," and here she blushed darkly and stared at the ceiling, "You're not going to stop calling me those names in bed, are you? Cause I really like them."

"Of course not doll." Steve said quickly. "Whatever you want."

"Great." Elizabeth said. "Then let's stop worrying about this stupidity. We had plans today. Who cares if they don't like that we're all together? That's none of their business anyways! We all love each other and no one is going to take that away from us."

Penny smiled and loved how everyone else smiled at her as well, agreeing. Elijah wrapped his arms around Elizabeth and kissed the side of her head. It struck Penny a little funny that Elizabeth had water powers but easily got fired up, and Elijah was the fire powers, but was always as cool as a cucumber. They were literally the definition of a perfect soulmate pair.

"Still," Fury crossed his arms over his chest, "Are you prepared for the backlash that will come from this decision of going public with a press conference?"

"Yes." Elizabeth said.

"What's new?" Katya yawned.

"We get backlash on every missions we go on." Clint shrugged his shoulders. "Who cares at this point?"

"Oh!" Elizabeth said happily. "This means I can change the last names on the kids too."

"To what?" Lan asked in confusion.

"Well Mateo can take the last name 'Heimdallson.'" Elijah said slowly. "And I'm assuming Rue's last name will now be Barnes?"

"Barnes-Roger." Elizabeth corrected.

"But she's only Bucky's kid." Steve said in confusion.

"Yeah, but that's your guys last name." Elizabeth waved her hand around.

"Actually. . . " Loki said slowly. "My mother and father had an idea."

Everyone looked at him and the pale God went slightly pink. He cleared his throat and said, "There is a ceremony on Asgard that would marry all of us and we would all take an agreed last name. Now, admittedly, this would literally marry all of us, even if we don't always interact with each other. So, Elizabeth, Ghaida, Trang, you guys would be married to the other girls as well. Of course, this doesn't mean that you would suddenly be attracted to them, we would all just have the same name."

There was silence in the kitchen for a moment. Penny looked around at all of her soulmates and the others that she interacted with. Everyone looked thoughtful.

"Um, what about Shuri and I?" T'Challa, who had been very quiet so far asked. "Or Pietro and Wanda?"

"It doesn't include siblings." Thor added. "It's a very intricate spell. It will bind soulmates together first in their pairs or groups, before adding in. But it recognizes siblings. Or, pirate, daughter and father bonds."

Fury cleared his throat, looking away and Penny went pink. Clint chuckled under his breath.

"Maybe we should have some time to think about this." Lan said, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Of course." Loki said. "The spell can only be done on Lunar New Years anyways, so we have time."

Penny felt a slight glow inside of her and she touched her stomach gently. The idea of them being a proper family in name gave her goosebumps.

"I should probably go ahead and address the people then." Elijah sighed, getting out of his seat.

Suddenly, Penny's fathers phone started to ring. She recognized her mother's ringtone and Fury picked it up. "Yes?"

He raised an eyebrow and eventually hung up. "Well, what do you know, Blonsky has been tracked down."

Penny froze. She felt a spike of fear, but not for herself. Shit, maybe she did have Stockholm syndrome. . . she didn't want them to go after her. She didn't want them to arrest him. Were they already going after him?

"Has a team been sent out yet?" Elizabeth asked cautiously and Penny was thankful for the ice superhero.

"Not yet." Fury said. "I'll probably make a team out of you all-"

"I'll go." Elizabeth said easily and they all looked at her.

"Um, absolutely not." T'Challa crossed his arms over his chest. "I can send the Dora Milaje after him."

Crap, they would probably kill them.

Wanda's eyes met Penny's and Penny glanced down at the table, hoping Wanda wasn't reading her mind.

"Oh come on." Elizabeth frowned, "I haven't been on a mission in what feels like forever. Besides, this will be an easy one. Besides, I know Australia like the back of my hand."

For some reason, Katya, Violetta, Ghaida, Trang, Ahni, and Elijah all flinched.

"I would feel much better if you never stepped foot in Australia ever again." Lan drawled.

Elizabeth scowled, "Nick."

Fury sighed, looking down at the ground. "Listen E, you're a brilliant Agent and-"

"Do not butter me up and then deny me this mission." Elizabeth sighed. "I'll take Penny with me. She's the one that deserves to go anyways."

Penny looked over at the girl and realized that Elizabeth knew exactly how Penny felt. Penny nodded, "Yeah, let's do it."

"I think you're both underestimating the opponent." Bruce said quickly. "He's not just a simple person, he's like me, but slightly more dangerous."

"And I can control you." Elizabeth pointed out, "We practiced before we left for Sri Lanka. We're fine! It's just another mission and I'm a superhero as much as any of you."

"Okay." Elijah said unexpectedly. "I agree."

And that seemed to be the final word.

"Very well then." Fury said, nodding once. "Then I want the two of you heading out to Australia in a few hours time."

"We'll be ready." Elizabeth nodded, standing up. "Coming Penny?"

"Yeah." Penny said quickly, and followed the ice girl out of the kitchen. The two of them headed up to Elizabeth's bedroom first and she watched as Elizabeth pulled out a black duffel bag and started to pack.

"Elizabeth, why me?"

Elizabeth smirked at her, "Oh, you'll see."

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Sam walked through the hallway of the fancy apartment complex, looking for the right door. They had let him in right away when they had seen who he was. He really hoped that the man he was looking for was home.

He stopped in front of suite A34 and knocked on the door, stepping to the side so that he couldn't be seen through the eyehole.

The door opened a moment later and J. Jameson stepped out and looked around. He straightened up and narrowed his eyes when he saw Sam standing there. "Mr. Wilson."

"It's actually Barnes-Rogers." Sam corrected harshly. "I changed my name when I got married. And I think we should talk. In private."

"So you came to threaten me just because I did a news report on your deranged soulmate." Jameson scoffed.

Sam stepped closer, moving so that both of them were inside his apartment and he closed the door behind him. He crossed his arms over his chest, watching the weaselly man back away from him.

"I'll call the police on you." Jameson sneered. "For breaking and entering."

"Technically I just entered." Sam snapped. "And I'm not here to hurt you. I'm only here to warn you. Bucky is a good man who had a crap life handed to him. It's not his fault that HYDRA kidnapped him, held him against his will, and brainwashed him so that he forgot who he was and his morals. The people he killed were never his fault. I'd like to see you be brainwashed and not follow what you're told. But he's free now. He's been free for years and he's never hurt anyone since he's been free. So what you need to do, is back. The fuck. Off."

Jameson drew himself to full height, "I have a right under the first amendment to a freedom of speech-"

"And I have a right by the law that I can sue you for defamation." Sam interrupted. "Not only are you smearing my soulmates name for things he can't control, you're also bad mouthing Elizabeth-"

"She's a slut."

Sam slammed his hand against the wooden table. "You should refrain from using words like that to describe the woman I love."

"She's not your soulmate."

"You'll hear very soon on the news that we Avengers are all together. Every single one of us except the straight ones. I'm sure Elijah, who happens to be Elizabeth's soulmate just so you know, will tell you all of our plans on the news. So the next time I see you report on the screen, you better keep your nasty opinions to yourself. Am I understood?"

"I promise that I will report the news as I see it." Jameson hissed. "And if I still see Elizabeth Nelson as a slut, then I'll say it. And there's nothing you can do about it."

Sam started to nod slowly and then his fist cracked out, punching the man across the jaw. Jameson shouted in pain, a hand flying up to cup his jaw.

"You just punched me!"

"Did I?" Sam asked in faux surprise. "See, words have consequences. Especially when people offend the people I love. You get the exclusive confession. I love my soulmates. I love Steve and Penny and yes, I fucking love Bucky Barnes. And you know what else? I love Elizabeth Nelson and I love Tony Stark and Loki and Thor and Clint. So the next time you report the news, remember that you need to offend every single superhero on the Avengers team. You need to offend the King of Wakanda and the Sorcerer Supreme and the King of Asgard and the King of the Jotuns. You need to offend all the heroes that keep you safe. Remember that."

And with that, Sam jerked open the door and stormed out of the building. And as he hit the fresh air, he relaxed, feeling much better.

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"Trang?" Tony asked uncertainly. She was looking at her laptop with earbuds in her ears, watching the news. The one specifically with her and him on the screen, their eyes closed and kissing. Her shoulders shook and he realized with horror that she was crying.

"Trang?" He asked louder, coming over to sit down next to her. She clicked off the video and pulled out the earbuds. She pulled her glasses off her face, putting them down on the small table and started to sob.

"Trang, what's wrong!" He asked, alarmed, pulling her into his arms.

Trang sniffled, wiping her face and then said, "I can't have children."

"What?" He whispered softly.

"I asked Ghaida if she knew why I wasn't getting pregnant." Trang swallowed, wiping her eyes again as they continued to leak. "And it's because of the birth control that I was on. It didn't just stop me from having children then, but it's going to stop me from having children for the rest of my life!"

Tony didn't know what to say, so he just kept rubbing his hand on her back. As much as the news saddened him, there were plenty of other girls that he could have children with. And besides, it wasn't like he only loved Trang because he wanted a child with her. He loved her no matter what.

"I'm so sorry Tony." Trang sobbed. "I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. I failed you."

"How were you supposed to know?" Tony asked softly, smoothing her face back. "How were you supposed to know that the medicine would affect you long term?"

"Elizabeth warned me." Trang hiccupped. "She told me not to go on it. She told me about studies that had been done. But I didn't want children then so I didn't care then if it affected me long term. And she always was saying things I thought were conspiracy theories so I ignored her. And now I'm paying for it!"

"Trang, look at me." Tony commanded softly, capturing her chin so that he could force her to stare into his eyes. "I never loved you because of children. I love you because of you. If you can't have kids, it doesn't change anything. Sure, am I little sad, yes, I'm not going to lie to you. But it's not the end of the world. It's not the end of our relationship. And it most certainly doesn't change my love for you."

He drew her down so that he could capture her lips with his. He made a mental note in the back of his head to ask Thor if he would be able to do anything to change Trang's status- just in case she still wanted to try if Thor could change it.

Trang relaxed against him, sniffling, and once she was alright again, she sat up.

"Hey, everything okay?" Stephen asked as he and Loki joined the two of them in the side living room.

Trang dissolved into quieter tears as Tony slowly explained what happened. Soon, Stephen and Loki were cuddling the two of them.

"It's okay princess." Loki kissed her forehead. "Everything is going to be okay."

"We love you sweets." Stephen murmured softly.

"I love you too." Trang whispered, snuggling into them, feeling the love and contentment surround her. And she felt comforted as she fell asleep. 

[roguelunatiic]

prompt 004 ; introductions.

as with many things in simon's life, he tried. he came up short, but he tried.

sitting cross-legged, 'borrowed' cigarette butt still smoking where it was crushed against the side of the silver offering bowl, simon looked up at the statue. serene. flowing. full of grace. a touch of mystery. how can a figure rendered so still, still evoke so many concepts? still provoke so many different thoughts?

something about being a goddess, he could only guess.

"so, I brought you something," he muttered; someone called him a mutterer, and they were somewhat right. a sheet of paper, once pristine, was set on the edge of the bowl. gravity made it slide further in. "never had one of these." he said, as he leaned over to look at it again. he'd spent some time on it, with his brand new kit and all its little tools and trinkets. inks and stamps and rollers, pens and impressions and mock-seals, all set to make fake things that looked real. this attempt, however, did not.

"thought about checkin out the children's home. once you age out, you're done, and I never had a reason to look back; they only would've had use for me if I had two bucks to rub together." and they'd take one of them, before asking politely for the other." curious, simon plucked the butt back up, and...yeah, just a stub. nothing left to smoke. with a tch, he pushed it down again. instead, with two fingers, he started indicating points across the sheet. "see, that-- I messed up the border. nobody's gonna buy that. then there, I put down you."

MOTHER'S MAIDEN NAME: SELENE.

"left the dad blank, figured you could fill it out yourself." it's not like he had any idea who the guy was. "what kinda men did you even like?" did the kind of men that selene used to make demigods line up with the kind of men simon used for car rides and warm nights? were they rich? poor? famous? unknown? "do I got brothers and sisters out there that I'm never gonna meet? just scattered us around, like fuckin bread crumbs. hoping the birds don't snatch us up." unlike the others, or much like them, simon fell into a pockmark. a gap in the concrete, catching only glimpses of light.

simon sniffed. to keep something back, or to break the silence of his thoughts, either way. "the home, shit, right. that's the second part." reaching behind himself, he grabbed an old, falling apart, sunbleached box. Easy Magic Kit in jaunty letters, yellow on red on blue, faded to pinks and pastels. with a rattle, the contents inside shifting, simon put it on the bowl. since it was too big, he picked the bowl up and put it on the old box, instead. "the home had this thing, around the holidays. got our sizes, asked us what we wanted. some kids shot for the moon." simon huffed, mostly at himself. pun not intended. "asked for games and consoles and shit. some asked for food, stuff for the house. I wanted to be easy. I wanted to be cheap. so I asked for magic shit." with a knuckle, he knocked the corner of the box. "never asked me what I wanted again for the years I was there. so, year after year, more magic kits. how-to's and magic for dummies and weighted dice. trick decks. this one's the third one I got. never opened it. had two before, and too many after to bother with it. kinda wished that one day, I'd get picked, and I'd be the one wrappin the box up for some kid we picked off a tree of names, paying back to the cycle that spat me out." his head tilted, his whole body leaning, as he did what he could to keep his voice flat and even. "never did, though. just, happy birthday, get the fuck out."

so he did.

"so I did."

either two things was a bad number, or he wanted a solid three, or he didn't want to leave it on that note. squirming one way, than the other, simon shoved his elbow back to get a hand into his pocket, trying to scoop everything out. one dollar bill. one quarter. one dime. one nickel. one penny. $1.41. the last mortal money he had to his name. "sacrifices, and shit." the crumpled bill dropped without a sound, and the coins rattled the metal bowl. "who I was, who I am, what I have left." he let the words come to him, as natural as anything else. "so I can get on with becoming who I'm gonna be. whoever the fuck that is."

despite the offering being made, the process technically complete, simon stayed there. maybe for a few hours, maybe for the rest of the night, but it's what felt...right. ever since that first night with the ambrosia, and the next ones avoiding everything simmering under his skin so he wouldn't get thrown out in front of the (maybe literal) wolves, simon spent a lot of time looking up at the moon. at selene, or something that was meant to be her. and that seemed like something people with moms did.

spending time with them.