#alrighty this covers it i guess

[babvc-au]

Alrighty Folks! The Time Has Finally Come!

Hopefully this is everything and i didn't miss any panels or doodles for this post, but here is almost everything about BABVC's comic sketches, wips, doodles, refs, and even scripts i never finished, plus more! Doodles and other art stuff will be added to the end of this post. (Due to how many wips i have and such, there will be multiple reblogs happening as i go through this so bare with me.)

So, did you want to know how BaBvc would have went? Here's your answer. (This will contain a mix of the script, old comic wips and context)

Now, well jump to where we left off in the comic with a smol refresher.

Scene 6 Nightmare:

It's dark and bendy is in a black like void. He hears voices.

"Why? You had a chance!" OB growls.

"Who's there!?" Bendy shouts.

"Why did you resist?" OB

"What?"

Bendy's eyes are suddenly covered by cold clawed hands. And he tries to pry them off.

"Why!?" OB

"What are you talking about?! Who are you!" Bendy growls trying to fight them off.

"Don't keep me waiting much longer" we see the claws retract and three tails around Bendy.

"I'm sick of waiting"

The last shot is of Bendy's demon cross eye.

“But, how…?”

He hears a yawn from Boris as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, “good morning, Bendy”

Boris blinks at Bendy’s hand and the bag, "You better not eat that so early in the morning, Bendy.” Boris scolded, ears pinned back.

“What? No, i wouldn't do that. But...” Bendy says, looking at the can thoughtfully. "Did you get some more after last night…?" He asked the tall wolf. Boris raised a brow at him, confused. 

"What do you mean?" He asked. "That's the same bag from last night when we went to the market right?" He asked. 

"Well yeah but, I lost it, remember?" Bendy said and looked up at his younger brother. Boris stares at him in confusion. "...You did?" He asked. 

Camera focuses on the can in his hand.

Scene 8:

Bendy and Boris enter Berry cafe and take a seat at a booth.

"So you honestly don't remember?" Bendy starts looking across the table to his younger brother.

"I really don't. I only remember us getting the stuff, and then after that, it's all blurry. Like I blacked out or something, and then it was morning." Boris replied. "Are you sure you didn't just imagine you lost it? Maybe it was a dream that you had last night." He points out.

"..." Bendy thinks, "Maybe you're right. I've been having weird dreams, and I guess it's possible." He says tiredly. "Though it really felt like I wasn't dreaming." He mumbled to himself.

Then Melody comes around shortly after and asks them what they would like to order. "Hello, welcome to Berry's Cafe. What would you - oh! It's you two, the usual then?" She smiles and lifts her paper and pen.

Bendy lifts his head and gives a small smile. "Ah, yeah, for me, at least. Boris?" He looks over expectantly for his order.

"Oh! um, what's the special today?"

"New York cheesecake drizzled in strawberries and syrup, it's so good!" she smiles and hugs her notepad dreamily.

Boris perks at that smiling "Guess I know what I'm getting now, (haha) and can I get a hot coco with that, thanks Melody."

"No problem! I'll put your order in right away." She nods and walks away allowing Bendy to see the other residents in the cafe. And surprisingly enough he sees someone familiar. His eyes widened a little, shocked.

(Isn't that-?)

Bendy looks at his right wrist and rubs it lightly.

(So it hadn't been a dream? I should probably thank him.)

Bendy stood, making Boris look at him. "Bendy?"

"I'll be back."

Bendy walks away and heads for the familiar person.

"Uh, Hey." he says. Catching Cupheads attention who opens his eyes. He looks a little confused and shocked to see Bendy for a moment.

"I wanted to say thanks for the other night you really helped me back there." Bendy says looking to the side awkwardly.

Cuphead says nothing for a minute. His shock turns to annoyance.

"Yeah, whatever, watch yourself, you're lucky I found you when I did." Cuphead says with a steady look. "Didn't your mom teach you not to walk around at night by yourself?"

"It's dangerous." He glares, narrowing his eyes.

Bendy furrows his brows at the semi aggressive tone. "Hey, I came to thank you, not get a lecture! And I wasn't by myself."

"..."

"Anyway like I said, thank you, seriously." Bendy frowned.

Cuphead stands up and looks down at Bendy, who looks up at him in return nervously as they stare at each other.

"Here you go sir, your order." Tostie says, giving Cuphead two drinks.

"Thanks," he says.

She walks away.

"There you are, Cuppy!" A new voice sounds in the cafe besides Bendy.

Mugs comes over and stands by his brother's side. Who gives him an exhausted look.

"Here." Cuphead hands him the second drink.

"Oh! Were you in the middle of something?" Mugs looks between Bendy and Cuphead.

Cuphead gives Bendy another glare.

"No. Let's go." He walks off, but Mugs falters and gives Bendy a nervous smile and a wave before he follows.

"Geez, what a jerk." (At least the other guy was nice) Bendy sweats but shrugs it off heading back to Boris.

"Was that someone you knew?"

"Uh, not exactly," Bendy says as he slides back into the booth.

It's silent for a moment before Boris speaks up.

"Bendy, listen, I know you're just as confused as I am, but you haven't told me a single thing about what happened last night, I was really worried about you."

"I know, I promise to tell you when I've made sense of it, ok? Just… give me some time."

Boris sighs, "...Ok"

Bendy looks away and out the window covered in fog with a thoughtful look. It starts to snow a little.

Scene 9

Cuphead glares ahead. (The hell? Did I not wipe his memory correctly? And what's with that weird smell?) He rubs his nose.

Mugman watches him, concerned. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Cuphead mutters. “I just need to go to the casino… again.”

Mugman frowns. “Huh? Why?”

“I’ll tell you later—unless you wanna come with me.”

Mugman hesitates, then nods. “Mmm… I’ll go with you.” Cuphead glances at him, his expression unreadable. Without another word, he keeps walking.

(Que this scene where they report to The Devil about Bendy being immune to memory wiping)

"Sir, I've come to report something." [Kneeling]

"What is it?"

"There's someone i met that's immune to memory wiping."

"..."

"Is that so..."

(Thus, The Devil orders Cuphead to keep an eye on Bendy and to report back if anything happens.)

Scene 12

Cuphead (bat form) climbs through the crack of the window in the kitchen. He hops to the ground and transforms back into his toon form. He dusts himself off and then looks up. Unexpectedly Bendy was in the doorway and saw everything.

(Que a funny nervous Bendy stares and throws a mug at Cuphead.)

Bendy runs to his couch and starts his spiel.

"What are you doing in my house!? Are you going to kill me!? You're a vampire! Aren't you supposed to stay out of houses unless you're invited!? Or something!?

"Huh?"

"Wait a minute, vampires have other weaknesses! I think I have a few things!"

Bendy runs out of the room, and Cuphead is left in confusion.

"Okay...this is weird." -sigh-

Bendy comes in and out with various "vampire deterrents"

"Garlic!?"

"No"

"A cross!?"

"Nope"

"A stake!?" (It's a twig)

"Na-da"

"Sunlight!?" (Its a flashlight.)

"Did you forget you saw me at the café?"

[icefox8155]

Ch 2: Unfamiliar Familiarity

Masterlist

Morning light streams through the thin curtains of your new apartment, its pale glow barely blocking the rays of the rising sun. You wake with a groan, your body feels heavy and a tab sore from yesterday’s panic and relocation. Your mind is still tired from a night of restless sleep, for a moment you thought that you were waking up from a bad dream but when the unfamiliar walls came into view and some unopened cardboard boxes made the hop of it was all just a dream, untrue.

You sit up and groan, feeling a faint headache come about, you swing your legs over the edge of the bed and stand slowly, the cold floor was an excellent wake up call and another stark reminder that this is not a dream. “Ack– ok, ok, should buy some slippers or thick socks when I go out next.” The walk to the kitchen was almost torture with the cold floors but somehow you made it though.

There was no coffee pot to be able to make coffee, nor any tea to be heated up… “Alrighty day two is already off to a bad start.” The next best thing to wake up the body is movement. You glance at the boxes, might as well get started unpacking. The forest few boxes hold basic household necessities, like kitchen cookware and utensils, shower stuff, and even some clothes that you recognize from your own closet. As soon as all that is put away the apartment doesn’t look as desolate. 

The next item on your mental checklist is the backpack you woke up with. In it had the lease agreement and utility bills, a wallet with some cash and a credit card, it also had the government-issued ID, showing you were now a citizen of South Korea. Your eyes narrowed as you took in the picture of you and your name, it looks as if your name was translated, altered ever so slightly. Is… is there perhaps a chance that there is another you? One that existed in this universe? Did… did you take the other’s place? Did they take yours in your world?

The thought makes your heart clench but a quick scroll from your phone showed no contacts of any kind, no friends or family. Your phone was wiped clean of any data used over the last couple of years… But why?

“I guess it really is just me.” you murmur, the phone screen shuts off and you are met with your reflection. Tiredness is what is seen but sadly not from sleep. Although, there is something off with your reflection, you note that your face is smoother than usual. You don’t think too hard about it since you just transport yourself to a fictional world, of course people will have better skin than the other world.

“Well, at least I’ll save money on skincare.” you say aloud while pocketing the phone. 

Before you could move onto a different task, your stomach growls loudly, a rude reminder that you had not eaten since yesterday. You groan and rub your head making a mental note of what food you have… Nothing, nothing at all, your pantry and fridge are empty. Well at least a good excuse to exit the building.

It feels like a bit of a chore to put on clothes for going out in and not old pajamas you found. You’ll also have to get some toothpaste while you are out. Maybe you should write a grocery list at this point. Clutching the wallet and apartment keys in your hand, you exit your apartment. An empty hallway is what greets you, you start walking down the stairs and a few minutes later, you find the streets just as busy as yesterday, it was nice in an odd way. That at least people will still be people.

You make your way to a small convenience store nearby. The bell over the door jingles as you enter, and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mixes with the sterile scent of cleaning supplies. As you peruse the aisles, you carefully select a pack of instant ramen, toothpaste, and a few other essentials that might help ground you in this bizarre new reality. 

At the register, your eyes wander to the magazine rack near the counter. There, staring back at you from a glossy cover, is Choi Jong-in—his steely gaze and confident smirk anchoring the headline: “Korea’s Top S-Rank Hunter Discusses Guild’s Future.” You are starting to not like his face. It's a familiar but unfamiliar face that keeps popping up whenever you go somewhere new. Which is everywhere, the man is well advertised.

The cashier is a young woman who goes the extra step to ask about your day and make actual conversation with you as she checks out your items. Normal human interaction does help brighten your mood. But the thought of the empty apartment is quick to bring it down again when you exit the store.

While retracing your steps back to the apartment, you notice a small group huddled around an old bulletin board attached to a lamppost. Curious and not wanting to go back just yet you go up and take a peak. The board is plastered with flyers and notices, all for hunters to help with clean ups or going on low level raids. It may be normal for the everyone else to see, but seeing flyers for entering dungeons was almost too much. Although none were higher than a low level C-Rank just the thought of entering one make your stomach churn. 

‘There’s no way I’m getting involved in that.’ you thought while stepping back and heading back towards the apartment building.

Yet, the awareness of your own helplessness lingers, a constant reminder that while you possess knowledge that could prove valuable, you have no awakening magic to protect yourself or others, just an ordinary human who somehow ended up in this dangerous, monster hunting world.

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Back in your apartment, you stand in the kitchen, staring at the unopened ramen package on the counter. Your appetite gone since seeing the flyers. Your gaze drifts to the key lying on the table and the slip of paper with an address scribbled in unfamiliar handwriting. Well its clear it wasn’t written by anyone you know, but something about it keeps drawing your eye to it. 

The neatness of the note makes you think it was typed and printed rather than written. But the slight smudge at the end tells you otherwise. The person or being who wrote this is probably the same one who brought you here. Not only that but set you up in an apartment and even got identification for you so that you could probably get a job sometime.

You definitely have it easier than other transmigrators… The situation still sucks though.

You groan and start prepping the food. Hoping that you can at least easily find a job soon. You don’t notice the faint sparkles that appeared around the food before fading.

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[ochoashusband]

Hey guys, I know it’s been quite a while since i’ve last posted. A lot has happened in the past year, but I feel like i’m in a place where I could start writing again.

“I love you”

Sanji x male! reader

WARNING: This contains graphic content, such as: naked bodies, sexual actions, sexual intentions. This is a SMUT one-shot.

“I love you.”

It was another ordinary day on the Going Merry, Luffy being an idiot like the others. You were all heading to an island not far from where you all were sailing. “I see the island up ahead, Nami!” Luffy shouted, pure excitement in his voice. You went into the kitchen, where Sanji, your boyfriend, was silently cooking up a meal.

“Hey Sanji,” Y/n my dear, what brings you in here?” He asks, still focused on the meal he’s preparing. “I uh.. There’s an island ahead, wondering if maybe we could..” Your voice trails off, it’s been a while since you and Sanji had last fucked. The ship hasn’t docked on an island for more than a day in the past week or two. “Hm? Wondering if we could what, y/n my dear?”

“I was wondering if maybe we could. You know. if we could do it?.. like have sex, I mean..?” Sanji stopped his meal preparations. His face was red, a blush creeping on his face. “Oh, my love,” He started, his eyes going up to face you, had giant hearts in them. “Of course, we can, y/n swan!! Anything for you, baby!”

His face was a strawberry red, blood threatening to come out of his nose. It was a little funny seeing how fast he’d crumble just by the mention of sex. “Ah, thank you Sanji love. I was a bit nervous about asking you.. but I’m glad you agreed.”

When the ship docked, the first thing you lovebirds did was go off on your own. Sanji made the excuse of “Looking around for cooking supplies” which frankly, nobody believed since his face was flushed. You two walked around for a bit, trying to find an inn or even a hotel.

“Oh y/n my sweet!!” You turned to look where he was staring. In the window of a store, there it was. A mannequin with pink laced panties, the waistband was accented with small pieces of purple cloth with a bow to the side. “Y/n my dear, these would look so good on you!!”

His face was red again, blush covering almost his entire face, and hands clapped together in awe. “Do you think so? I mean, I guess I could wear them for you, Sanji my love.” At those words, he immediately went into the small shop, purchased them, and came out skipping. “I can’t wait to see you in this y/n swan!!!”

A little farther from the shop, there was a large building. The words “Lovers Den” are implanted on the large sign in front of it. “Ah, I think this might be a hotel?” “Well let’s take a look!” You were the first to walk in, there was a desk to the side from where you opened. “Welcome to The Lovers Den, what a lovely couple you two are!” There was a small fragile lady, the receptionist. “Ah, thank you! I was wondering if this was a hotel?” “You’ve come to the right place!” She squeaked, “This hotel is a lovers' hotel, made for sweet couples like you!” Hmm, that’s odd. A hotel made for couples? You’ve never heard of that, but Sanji has. His eyes widened in surprise and then had this lustful look. “Perfect, I need a room now, please. Me and y/n haven’t had that much time alone, you see.” He answered rather quickly.

“Alrighty, eager aren’t we?” She said giggling, “Will this be for a night or two?”

“Just one night please, madam.” “You got it!” She hands us the key, the small badge on it says 142, which would be on the second floor. As you two start walking up the stairs, Sanji puts his hand around your waist, “Have you ever heard of a love hotel? I didn’t think they were real, I’ve never seen one in person before!” “What’s a love hotel?” You asked in confusion. “It’s a hotel, made for what we’re about to do!!”

“Oh.” A small blush started forming on your face. What type of things will be in the room? A hotel made for sex? What could they have in the rooms? It was a little nerve-racking, but you went along with his excitement. As you approached the room, which was just down the hall, you felt nervous. It’s been a while, you know?

Sanji put the keys in the door and opened it. Inside was a large bed, with red sheets and heart-shaped pillows. There wasn’t anything too odd about the place, other than the obvious bottle of lube and the pack of condoms on the nightstand. The room wasn’t small, but not too big either. As you two walked in, you looked down and took off your shoes, Sanji followed.

“It’s pretty cozy in here, isn’t it y/n?” “Oh yeah, I guess it is for this ‘Love Hotel’ thing.” Sanji set down the bag containing the panties and led you to the bed. He sat you down on the edge and sat next to you.

He immediately got to work, leaning in to kiss you. “Mmm, y/n.. you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this..” He said in between kisses. You could feel his boner on your thigh, it wasn’t too hard to not notice. He set you down on the pillows, still kissing you. Suddenly you flipped him over, the back of his head landing on the pillows. “Y/n dear? What’re you doing?” You didn’t respond, instead, you started kissing his neck, leaving bites and hickeys while doing so.

Your hands found the buttons on his shirt and started undoing them. “ugh.. y/n..” He whined. It was so cute how fast he could melt into your hands with just a simple few kisses. You started trailing kisses down his chest, one hand playing with his pretty pink nipple, and the other leaving note marks and hickeys on the other. “Angh.. mmmhh.. y/n.. you know I’m sensitive there, baby..” Sanjis face was beet red, his nose was threatening to leak out a little blood.

Your hands reached down to his waist, rubbing his small, soft sides up and down. “You’re so cute like this, Sanji,” You leaned down to kiss him, his whines being drowned out by the kiss. You start to unbutton his pants, then you stop. “Sanji my love, I have an idea,” “Mmm, what is it y/n swan?” You stop to take the look on his face.

His forehead was sweaty, his hair sticking to it. His eyes were half closed, looking at you. His cheeks were red from the blood flowing through them, tears almost threatening to fall out of his cheeks.

“What if you were to put on the panties, my dear?” His eyes widened, his nose leaking out a bit of blood. “M-me? Wear panties? I.. I guess I could.. only for you!!” He was hiding some of his face in his hand, embarrassed to admit he’d wear panties. It was a sweet sight, seeing him so embarrassed like this.

He got up, took the bag, and went into the bathroom to change. As he did, you took off your shirt and pants, leaving you only in your underwear and socks. As he stepped out, you stared at him. He was beautiful, the laced panties only covering his dick, but his tip was peaking out, leaking pre cum all over the panties. He was covering his face with his hands, which you could tell was red sweaty.

As he stepped closer, you reached up to his waist, looking up at him from the bed, “Oohh,” you sighed, “you look so amazing like this, love.” “Don’t say things like that while I’m dressed like this, y/n..” He gets on the bed and lays next to you. “Do you like it?..” He asks, “Do I like it? I love it, baby.” You reply in almost a purring voice.

You get on top of him again, trailing kisses over his torso and down to his waistline, where his leaking pretty dick is. He looks down at you, face covered in blush. “Please y/n.. please touch me..” He whines out, almost taking you by surprise. “Anything for you, Sanji dear..” The way you said his name, made him harder and harder, it was all he wanted to hear all day.

You slide your hand under the waistband of his panties, that weren’t concealing anything. His tip, bright pink, leaking pre all over your hand. You slowly rub your thumb over his tip, spreading the pre over and over again. “Y/nn.. don’t be a tease.. please baby..” You ignore his words, rubbing the underside of his dick, twitching for more. You finally wrap your palm over it, starting with a slow pace.

His whines are getting louder, his dick twitching more and more. You speed up your pace, sometimes stopping to spit on it as if the pre wasn’t enough already. “Agh.. ugh.. y/n.. dear, please.. hah.. keep going..” He says between your kisses. “Are you about to cum, baby?” His moans tell you everything you need to know. “I’m close..”

Suddenly, you stop. The pleasure he was given was stopped. He was so close, his tip was leaking so much. “y/n.. why’d you stop? I was so close!” He whines, his lips are quivering and he has droplets of sweat running down his forehead. “Your reaction is so cute, baby.” He whines at that. The name ‘baby’ always gets him so needy.

“I wanna make you cum another way, Sanji dear.” You take the panties and start sliding them down his thighs, the pre-smearing over them. “Lift your legs for me, baby,” He immediately does, as if a switch was set inside him. Like you’re his owner and he’s the pet. God, he looks so good like this, legs up in the air, panties to his thighs, and his hole, it looks like heaven. His light pink entrance, it’s all you can focus on. It looks so good like this, clenching down on nothing but air.

You slowly rub your thumb over it, teasing the entrance with your fingers. Slowly, you push the tip of your thumb into it, teasing him and hearing him whine. It turned you on so much, his whines and pleading. It reminded you of a puppy, so fragile.

Without hesitation, you drop your head to meet his pink hole. “A-ah y/n! what’re you doing..!” You stick your tongue out and lick his entrance, “O-oh fuck.. baby where did you learn to do this?..” you ignore him and kitten lick his entrance, not caring about the prodding hand reaching into your hair.

You slowly stuck your tongue inside his puckering hole, it was sweet. His moans made your dick twitch, the way he was saying your name felt surreal. “oh my love, you’re doing so good.. mngh please keep going like t-that..!” You play with his ass with your tongue, looking for his sweet spot. You press a spot in him that makes him let out a loud whine.

“Fuck.. right there please.. please y/n.. keep going..” “Anything you want, baby.”

His hole was wet, saliva all over his skin. It looked mesmerizing, the way his face contoured in pleasure. Sanji dragged his hand over his dick, playing with it. “Y/n.. please.. please let me cum.. I’m so close” He was stroking his dick faster with each second, his hole and dick twitching every so often. His pre was leaking all over his stomach, but it didn’t seem like either of you cared. “Cum for me baby, cum on my tongue..”

That was all he needed to hear, his dick spurting out his cum all over his stomach. “oh my god.. nghh..!” His whines just kept coming, his body shaking with ecstasy. “How did that feel baby?” You said reaching up to him, kissing him. “It felt good y/n love, but I want you to feel good too!” He was so sweet, thinking of you still after he came. “I know a way you can make me feel good,” Your smirk was all he needed, as he pulled the panties off and got spread his legs. His glimmering hole is exposed to you, presenting itself to its owner. “Oh? Bold aren’t we, Sanji dear?”

You slowly took off your boxers, revealing your hard dick. “mm.. it looks so big y/n..” Was he whining over just seeing it? He put his hand over his mouth, realizing he was drooling. Fuck, was he making you twitch. “please put it in baby. I need it so bad..!” God, he was making it so hard to not ravage him then and there, but you kept your composure and put the tip against his cute puckering hole.

“Do you want it, baby?” “Yes! y/n.. please I want it so bad.. don’t tease me..!” The tears in his eyes threatened to drop out. Slowly you started pushing into him. All the saliva from earlier made it easier to slip inside him. “Ooh..” He sighed, “I missed this. I missed you and your dick..” Fuck. Those words went straight to your dick, you could feel yourself twitching inside him. You leaned down and kissed him, putting your tongue on his bottom lip. As you’re both making out, he pulls away.

“Please move y/n dear..” You can’t get enough of him, the way he says your name like it’s the last thing he’s ever gonna say. God, it’s so cute how he’s whimpering, whining for it. It’s something you wish you could hear forever. You slowly pull your dick out, leaving just the tip in before slamming back in.

“Oh!.. Oh my god..! y/n..!” The way your dick goes in and out of his hole, fuck it’s hot. He’s so tight, so warm, so full of your dick. His arm over his mouth, face flushed, red, and tears streaming down his face, it’s all so much, so sweet, so intoxicating. It’s like he was made for you to breed. His whines, his moans, his whimpers, it’s all so adorable. It’s a sight you only get to see ever so often, and every time it’s amazing.

“My ass was made for you, y/n! All for you.. all of it, I’m yours..” Does he realize how loud he’s being? Screaming for you, for your dick, for more. You can feel your dick twitching, he just looks so good, fuck. You won’t be able to last long if he keeps this up. His waist, arching up off the bed, dick spurting out more pre cum, it’s all so much.

“You’re enjoying yourself aren’t you, baby?” He doesn’t reply, just moans in response. His hands take hold of yours, the other goes back on his dick. You’re gripping his waist so tight, it’s gonna leave some bruising tomorrow. He’s jerking himself off so fast, his hole is clenching, he’s about to cum again.

You can feel yourself get that feeling in your stomach, you’re about to cum too. And he knows that your dick twitching so much inside him gives it away. “Y/n.. let’s cum together..! please baby.. fuck.. I want your cum!..” That’s all you needed to hear, as your dick twitched and spurted cum in his hole. Sanji could feel your cum flowing inside, filling him up. “Fuck, Sanji.. you’re so tight.. hah..”

He’s whining with his tear-stained face, hand in yours and hand on his dick, cum all over his stomach. “I love you so much y/n..” “I love you too Sanji.”

I hope you guys liked it, It took a couple of days for me to get motivation and actually write it. I know it’s been a while and thank you to everyone who still comes back and reads my posts.

[lbibliophile-sw]

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Also on AO3 [710w] @ailesswhumptober - day 20: accidental de-aging, "I'm not qualified for this shit" @corrieweek - day 3: "you shouldn't be here"

Fox lets himself slump as he climbs into the covered Guard speeder, finally escaping the top-priority meeting on… whatever it was. Thorn and Thire were also there – a waste, of resources, honestly, thankfully Stone was able to escape – so they can catch him up on anything actually important. It’s not like the natborns listen to their advice half the time anyway.

“Hey Fox, are you ok? Only, you were quieter than usual in there.”

“’m fine, Thire. Just tired.”

And he is, down to his bones. The sort of tired that comes from a multi-day blackout mission that has him ‘waking up’ only to face the entirety of his usual gruelling double shift ahead of him. He wants nothing more than to collapse on his bunk for a solid six hours, but instead, he has meetings, and datawork backlog, and whatever else comes up… Just the mere thought is enough for him to remove his helmet and rub at his aching eyes.

“Trooper!” Fox stiffens reflexively at Thorn’s Command voice, despite having spent the past two years as the highest-ranked clone on-planet. “Why are you wearing Commander Fox’s armour?”

Fox blinks at him, struggling to push his sluggish brain into gear. Why… is he wearing… his armour? Because it’s his? And he’s on duty?

“Oh! Is Fox alright? I mean, obviously not, since he sent you in his place. But I’m assuming he’s with Zontal? Or wait, is he not all back yet after the blackout? It has been longer than usual so I guess that might be a struggle.”

What?

“I have to say, you did a pretty good job of copying his body language. Until you took the helmet off, I really did think that it was just Fox having an off day; most people wouldn’t have noticed anything at all! How would you feel about being on call for a repeat performance? Anything to get Fox to rest occasionally.”

“Thire!” Thorn finally forces his way through the babbling. “Just, shut up. And you’re going straight to bunk when we get back, your triple-shift is showing. Now, Trooper, sitrep. And your name.”

“Uh, Fox?” It shouldn’t sound like a question – his name is the one answer he does have right now – but shouldn’t they know it too?

“It’s ok, you don’t have to keep pretending here. We sweep the speeders for bugs, and we already know you’re covering for him, besides –”

“Thire, enough. Let the shiny speak.”

“I’m not a shiny.” Thorn snorts.

“Maybe not a shiny, then. But you still can’t be more than, what, eight? Nine at a stretch?”

“I’m thirteen. I’m Fox. And you’re being mean. If this is revenge for saving your shebs when you tried to block that Senator’s access because you thought she was her own daughter…”

“What did you just say? No, seriously, I made Fox swear to never tell anyone about that.”

“I keep telling you I am Fox. Why won’t you believe me?”

“Ok. Ok. So, not body doubles, but Force osik. Maybe.” Thorn rummages in his belt pouches as he mutters to himself, finally pulling out some sort of case with a bright metal finish. “Here. I’m having a hard time believing you, because this is what you look like right now.”

Fox takes the case, holding it up so the smooth surface shows his reflection. He twists it back and forwards just to make sure. He raises his free hand to trace the smooth skin of his forehead, his eyes, his cheeks, watching the movement in the improvised mirror.

“Thorn. Thorn, someone stole my face.”

Thire reaches back to awkwardly pat him on the knee.

“Look on the bright side, at least you still have your helmet. You keep it on most of the time anyway.”

“But it was my face!”

“Alrighty,” Thorn interrupts the impeding meltdown. He is in a speeder with three-quarters of Coruscant Guard Command, he should not be having flashbacks to Kamino and cadet-duty. “I’m driving us back to base. Then you two are going to go to sleep, while I have an adult conversation with Zontal to try and figure this out. Any further discussion can wait until after those steps are completed. Got it?”

“Yes sir.”

“Yes Thorn.”

[justcallmesakira]

sakiii sakii !!! may I request Nikolai going shopping with reader? helping her choose dresses and asking her to twirl for him every time she tries a new one <3 (he pays for everything or just steals it with his ability 😋)

"Kolya! I want that frilly dress over there right now!" you shouted to the man who was staring at a pinkish dress "Ah! coming, doll"

The man rushed over to you, afraid his ability might cause some attraction in the store.

You and nikolai planned to meet up today, it was the first time seeing him in normal clothes.

Oh and how shocked you were, how can a man who always wears jester clothes to entertain others look like a model in normal clothes.

"alrighty let's try it out" he chearfully pushes you in the dressing room with the dress.

You change and come out, tying the ribbon which came with the dress and twirled around. "What ya think?" you put your hand on your hips which was covered by a colourful tutu like skirt.

"How lovely my girlfriend is!" his loud and love filled voice could be heard through the whole store as he looked you up and down.

"here try this pretty red one with hello kitty prints on it!" gogol pushes another dress infront of you, only this time it looks much shorter than before.

"Um kolya! I can't put on the top, it's kindaaaa tight" you ask for help from the dressing room except before you can look back, his large body is already behind you pushing on the button on your chest.

"WOAH that was fast, almost as if you were watching me" you stated suspiciously as he only chuckles "hahaha come on dove, I just helped you! Plus this dress isn't too tight is it?"

Though you had your suspicions it was nikolai, when does he not lie?

"It is kind of you know? But it's cute I guess" you look at the mirror infront of you and catch a certain pair of gloves hands slowly entice the waistband of the skirt.

"Even if the dress is tight, I will ripping it off of you tonight anyways, love."

His voice whispers in your ear softly which instantly made you push him out of the room.

"wow, didn't knew you were that sensitive to my handsome voice!"

You only heaved a sigh before changing into your normal clothes, feeling a bit flustered at his actions and his hand movement.

You had tried a black maid dress which obviously was nikolai most favourite, another you tried was a parriot costume maybe he got too excited when he saw that.

But to say the least he definitely made you twirl, ALOT.

Both of you walk out of the store hands filled with shopping bags. "You payed for them right, nikolai?"

"uh-huh! Don't worry (name) even though I stole the money from the prime ministers vault at least I payed!" he skips to an icecream shop.

"I mean that's the least terrifying thing you can do i guess." you sigh again, used to his cray cray tactics.

"Hey let's get icecream for all the dresses you tried! It must be hard wasn't it!!" before you can say yes or no, he had already bought the icecream and handed it to you.

"Ooh thank you, nikolai. I told my friends that just because you peeled someone skin off and made them wear it upside down that doesn't mean you can be a great boyfriend!"

you cheerfully lick the strawberry flavored icecream as both of you walk towards the sun, forgetting about all the crazy and jail-worthy crimes both of you committed.

a/n: sorry this wasn't good asa💔

[sunoostripletriple]

the start k.s (smau)

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synopsis - > Y/N, on a whim, decides to prank text a random number. Little does she know, that fate has other plans. Instead of a stranger, her message lands in the inbox of Kim Sunoo, her favorite idol. What follows a whirlwind of unexpected conversations, shared interests, and perhaps the beginning of something beyond her wildest dreams. As their connections deepen, y/n finds herself drawn into Sunoo's world in ways she never imagined, navigating the complexities of fame, friendship, and maybe even love.

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23. Unknown

A few weeks have passed. Y/N has gotten even  busier as her exams are slowly creeping up. With most of her coworkers being University/College students, y/n gets even busier due to being short-staffed. As for Jaemin– the only grad student– he offered to  get more shifts to help lessen the burden on the poor girl’s shoulder. 

Today, being a Monday, really seems like the world is out to get the poor girl to rip her hair  out. Being short-staffed, Y/N has no choice but to alternate closing shifts with Jaemin. With most of the other employees’ shifts ending an hour before closing the cafe it gets pretty stressful for only one person to handle.

4pm

Y/N looks at the digital clock next to her table.

“Guess I'll have to head on over to the cafe now. Jaemin must be waiting for me.” She says as she starts gathering her stuff.

After walking for what felt like eternity, y/n finally reaches the cafe; only to be greeted by a long line of girls waiting outside. Y/n squeezes through the entrance along with tiny ‘sorries’ as the girls give her weird stares for walking past them. She doesn't give much thought about it, but as soon as she walks through the doors, she is hit by the most aromatic coffee beans that are being freshly brewed right at the counter.

Y/n walks over to the counter as she greets Jaemin with a smile.

“Hey, Jaem!” She greets him.

“Hey. Just finished your class?” He greets back as he pours the freshly brewed coffee on a small cup.

“Nah, I came from the library to study for a bit. Then I went home to do some more work and change of course.” the girl takes a breath before releasing a very long sigh.

Jaemin nods.

“How's work by the way?” Y/n asks, grabbing the apron under the cash register. 

“It’s a bit more hectic than before. The line won't stop flowing, it feels like we're inside Niagara Falls right now!” He exaggerates with a sigh.

“Okay, I'll take over now.” Y/n says as she starts looking at some of the  awaiting orders on the machine.

“Oh, I have a small favour just for you before you go. Can you cover the strawberries with cling wrap? Oh! And the whipped cream too, please and thank you.” You tell the boy as you point your pouty lips over to the fridge.

“Yes, madam.” Jaemin says playfully. 

Jaemin walks over to the kitchen as he does what you have told him to do.

Without you noticing, Jaemin sneakily takes a picture of you focusing on your own little task causing him to smile.

“I hope she'll listen and stop overworking herself.” Jaemin mumbles to himself. 

The boy then puts his phone in his pockets as he slowly walks over back to y/n.

“I'm done for the day, big boss. I'm taking my leave now.” He takes his hand out as he prepares for their very weird but entertaining handshake. 

“Alrighty then. You stay safe on your way home, it's quite windy outside.” Y/n says as they finish off their weird handshake.

“I'll be fine but you should stay safe later after closing up. If anything happens I'm always free so call me, alright?” The older boy says sternly.

“Sure thing grandpa. Now go. The customers are waiting for these delicious-” 

“Nutz.” Jaemin cuts her off

“HA.HA. very funny but no. It's my very yummy, and very delicious strawberry shortcake.” Y/n says.

“Anyways, I'll go now or else I'll end up staying till closing here.” Jaemin walks over to the door as he waves goodbye.

“Hey, y/n I can take over at the front to make the drinks and take the orders. You can stay in the kitchen to make the cakes if you like.” One of her fellow employees says to reassure the girl as they push her to the kitchen counter at the back.

“Oh.. okay then. Just let me know if it gets busy again outside, Danielle.”

“Will do.” The cute girl says.

Time skip [9pm]

It's closing hour and y/n is left alone to tend to the cafe. Danielle, her employee, had already left to go home even after offering to stay until later. Unfortunately, to no avail, she was forced to go home on time. 

“Bye, y/n see you on Wednesday again.” The girls wave goodbye to each other, as one walks out the door and the other cleans the table.

‘What a busy day for a Monday.’ You think to yourself.

It's almost 9:30pm as you finish cleaning the dishes. You start reminding the remaining customers that the cafe will be closing soon.

You briefly check your phone, only to be bombarded by notifications. A certain message catches your eyes.

“Unknown?” You read the contact name.

You ignore the name and go straight to text your friend Kacey.

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[salt-clangen]

Moon 4 part 3

Greenleaf

Alrighty so this is the final part of moon 4!

The first thing Wolfstar notices when she wakes is the throbbing in her ribs, the dull thump of her heart just agitating the injury. Her nose and throat felt stuffy and rough, she wondered if she’d get white cough soon. Despite sleeping till almost sun high, she didn’t feel rested.

Jade and Lynxkit had gotten up earlier, but had soothed her back to sleep when she tried to follow. Now that she was as awake as she’d get, she left the makeshift nest and stepped into the sun. Lynxkit was investigating some odd plants beside the twoleg nest, her earlier wariness gone to sate her curiosity.

Wolfstar stretched, slowly warming up her stiff muscles under the sun. She tried to remember the routine her and her siblings would do each morning before patrols, their mother guiding them through each movement. Taking time with it, she even rolled her neck like Ashenstep showed her, arching her paws to stretch the forgotten muscles in her feet.

When even her tail felt limber, she shook her pelt out and yawned. It quickly turned into a cough and she finally caught Lynxkit’s attention. The kit bounded to her, clutching fragrant herbs in her mouth.

“Look it!” Her words were muffled but excited. “In my dream Clouddawn showed me what to get!” She dropped the herbs in front of her leader.

“What am I looking at?” Wolfstar asked with a raspy voice, she nosed around the herbs but none of them seemed familiar.

“Bright eye and Tansy!” Lynxkit puffed her chest out with pride. “I still need to find lovage.”

“Wow, I haven’t heard of those herbs before. But I guess I wasn’t a cleric’s apprentice.” She smiled.

“These herbs grow best in two leg places,” Lynxkit explained proudly, chest puffed out. “So we won’t have them in our clan. I hope I can find catmint too! Sage and Jade said I can have as much as I want.”

As if on cue, the sisters strode around the corner talking quietly. Sage brightened when she saw Wolfstar awake.

“Oh darling, you’re up!” She trotted up and bumped heads with her. “How’re ya feeling? Do you need some more rest? Food?”

At the mention of food, Wolfstar’s stomach growled loudly. She flushed as the older molly laughed, beckoning Jade over with a wave of her tail.

“About that.” Jade started with a sigh. “I tried hunting but unfortunately we can’t trust the mice around here to be free of poison and I wasn’t able to catch any birds.”

“Oh.” Wolfstar tried not to seem disappointed.

“I know it’s not ideal for y’all clan cats and Jade doesn’t like it much either, but I have plenty of kibble you can eat.” Sage suggested. “I know it’s break your rules but I don’t think y’all can travel without a meal.”

Wolfstar had only been told stories of kittypet food from elders of her old clan. They said it was dry and tasted so bland that it sucked all the moisture outta your mouth. Not really something she wanted to try but she could see the hunger in Lynxkit’s eyes. Her own belly wasn’t feeling picky.

“Thank you for your help, any food right now would be amazing.” Wolfstar bumped against Sage’s shoulder affectionately.

Just as Sage started to get her food, the entrance to the nest opened and a twoleg with long hair poked its head out. Wolfstar jumped and yanked Lynxkit by the scruff to drag her back to the bush. Sage and Jade sat quietly, chirping little mewls up at the twoleg.

The twoleg made some noises of interest, looking at the bush where the two clan cats were poorly hidden. It reached out and patted Sage on the head, though when she reached for Jade the large she cat ducked away instead. The twoleg made rumbling noise and returned inside, leaving the entrance open.

“It’s alright yall!” Sage called out. “That’s my housefolk, Nora. She’s harmless.”

Wolfstar poked her head out, eyeing the entrance warily. She jerked back under cover when it opened again and Nora sat out several plates. She tsked at Sage and gave her a fond pet down the length of her back. Nora eyed the bush again, but returned inside and shut the entrance.

“Ooooooh look! We got the good stuff! Queen Kitty’s Chicken Entree!” Sage called out, tail up and wobbling. Wolfstar wanted to laugh at the silly name but Lynxkit’s growling stomach pushed them out of the brush.

She kept her eyes on the entrance as she cautiously approached, but the smell of the food was surprisingly appetizing. She glanced down, Jade was already eating off of her own plate, it was a mushed up meat smelling patty. Kinda like when she tried grubcakes at a gathering with a Honeyclan apprentice, but more wet than crispy.

Lynxkit watched and waited, so Wolfstar took the first bite. It wasn’t better than clams but it certainly wasn’t as awful as the stories made her think. Lynxkit sat and ate from her own plate, humming contently.

“Normally I only get the wet food at night, but I guess since she saw y’all she wanted to treat us.” Sage chirped before finally digging into the fourth plate.

They ate in relative quiet, Jade finished first, leaving a few mouthfuls left as she laid down and started grooming herself. She nudged the plate towards Lynxkit and Wolfstar, nodding at them.

“Eat up, kittens.” She smiled as the kit lunged forward to eat more. Wolfstar laughed allowing her friend to eat the extra food. Finishing her meal and licking her lips, she stretched again. Her chest still felt rough but the movement and heat lessened the tightness.

“Sage thank you again.” Wolfstar head bumped the tall she cat with a purr. “I don’t know how we could ever repay your kindness.” Sage giggled, bumping back against the younger cat.

“Don’t be silly! I’m more than happy to help.” She purred, giving Wolfstar a sisterly lick. “The only thing I’d ask is you help out the next cat that needs your help.” Lynxkit finished her food and Sage took the time to give her some licks as well.

“Alright, you lot ready to go?” Jade asked, shaking her coat out. “We got a late start but you should be home just after sunset.”

With Sage watching from the fence line, calling out encouragement, the trio set off again.

The patrol travelled slowly, taking time to veer off path to investigate the brush for herbs. Jade tucked in the bundled under her cloth scrap, though she called it a bandana when Wolfstar asked about it. They managed to find lovage and catnip, along with more bright eye. Lynxkit commented they would have to return for more in the future, Wolfstar weakly chuckled that it’d be awhile before that could happen.

As they walked, Wolfstar found herself more and more entrapped in her thoughts. The events of the past day was catching up to her, she was a leader. The leader, she was the leader of Saltclan. Of course she knew on some level that she was the clan’s leader, it didn’t feel real before now. Before it’d just been her and Lynxkit hiding away from Duskclan, taking refuge by the sea after being guided by starclan.

But now it was all so tangible, under the raspy breaths and sore muscles, she could feel the change in herself. It was so fast, literally over night she changed completely. She’d skipped being a warrior and a deputy, she’d drowned and died before being resurrected by her ancestor. She didn’t even have a chance to really process this, no one she could talk to about it.

“Yer awfully quiet there, kit.” Jade’s gruff voice broke her thoughts, Lynxkit was digging around under some grass. “Ya wanna talk?”

It was a couple moments before Wolfstar could actually gather her thoughts.

“I’m a leader now. I have nine lives, but I don’t know what I’m doing.” She admitted. “I knew going to the Moon spring was important but I didn’t think I would get nine lives.”

“You said you came from a different clan, yeah? So you have some idea of what’s expected.” Jade said.

“I don’t wanna be like Jaggedstar, she’s the reason we left.” Wolfstar didn’t want to admit that she was also her mother. “I know kinda what I have to do. I run the clan, I assign tasks, I patrol, I go to gatherings, I hold ceremonies.”

“That’s a long list.”

“It’s not even half of what I have to do.” She wanted to cry, Lynxkit returned empty pawed from her digging. Without a word she pressed into her friend’s side, purring so hard she shook them both.

“It’ll be good,” Lynxkit finally spoke. “Right now it’s just us, but soon there’ll be others to help. We’ll learn and grow together, I know we can do it.”

“I wish I could just hear that and relax but I just don’t know what to do next. Once we get home do I just keep hunting and cooking, barely scraping us by? What happens when the other clans find out about us?” She pressed her face into Lynxkit’s little mane.

“You said you were guided by your starclan. That means the other clans will have to accept you.” Jade said.

“Yeah, that’s true. They probably won’t like it, but we’ve set up our territory without anyone noticing so far. How much of a threat could we be?” Wolfstar chuckled. “Thank you.” She licked the top of Lynxkit’s head fondly.

Again the trio continued walking, conversation flowing easily now. And soon it turned to names.

“Alright so I know your name changes a couple times as you grow up, what would my name be if I was in your clan?” Jade asked.

“Umm I don’t know.” Wolfstar laughed.

“Well you should practice!” Lynxkit said. “You’ll be naming me one day and others too.”

Wolfstar hemmed and hawed for awhile, trying to think of something good.

“Well I guess I would name you Jadesight, since your eyes are green. Or Jadecall since you’re such a good speaker, you’d make a great mediator and mentor.” She finally offered.

“Hmmm not bad, I like how personal you made it.” Jade smiled.

“Ohhh what about me?” Lynxkit asked with big eyes.

“Nah uh you can’t sneak a peek at your name.” Wolfstars laugh turned to a cough, but it felt a little drier.

“Aw no fair.”

“What about my gramma?” Jade asked. “What’d you name her?”

“Hmmm so it couldn’t be Capri since that’s not a clan name.” Wolfstar said. “I think Patch something could be fitting. Like Patchtail or Chirp! That’d fit her too. She could be Chirpheart, since she’s so nice.”

“Ha! She’d love that, you’ll have to tell her.”

“Oh that’d be embarrassing.” Wolfstar waved her off, feeling flushed at the attention.

Finally Jade announce they were close, the heat was finally starting to wane and a slight breeze from the ocean met them. Lynxkit had grown tired so Jade carried her on her shoulders, the kit giggling about badger rides. Up ahead they could see the dead monster before they could see Capri. The wind picked up and she caught scent of clan cats.

“Hold on.” Jade had smelt it too, the group proceeded with caution, hoping the winds wouldn’t shift suddenly. “Do you recognize them?”

“No one specific,” Wolfstar scented the air again. “They’re from Oakclan. I’ve only met a few cats from there.”

“Better hope they don’t know you.” Jade warned. “We’re stuck between the thunderpath and the fence line, can’t go around them. Try not to talk too much.”

They entered the clearing surrounding the dead monster, Wolfstar fell behind Jade nervously, feeling more like a scared kit than a leader. But the larger molly took the lead, standing tall as she looked at the cats before them, chatting with Capri over a collection of goods.

Wolfstar looked over them, it was a pair of cats, obviously a mentor and apprentice based on their sizes. The adult was a tall, short haired tom with ginger fur and a basket around his neck. The younger cat was a long furred, brown tabby tom, with a soured expression on his face. The pair watched them approach, the ginger tom raised his tail in a brief, polite greeting.

“Ah Jade,” Capri called out, beckoning the trio forward with her pair. “We have some cats here from Oakclan looking to trade.”

Jade strode forward, Lynxkit still perched on her shoulder, she nodded to the pair. Wolfstar followed slowly behind her, eyeballing the clan cats. The young tom eyed her right back, eyes narrowed suspiciously, his companion nudged him hard and he averted his eyes.

“Names?” Jade asked coldly.

“Jade we’ve met plenty of times.” The adult laughed loudly, but it trailed off awkwardly as Jade just kept staring at him. He cleared his throat, seeming deflated. “I’m Brakentail and this is Shadowpaw.”

“Ok.” She let Lynxkit slide off of her, placing her in the dead monster’s belly. Wolfstar sat next to its large black paws.

“And who are these two?” Shadowpaw asked coolly. “Smell like kittypets.” Brackentail shoved him hard.

“Be polite!”

“You’re not my mentor,” The apprentice muttered. “It’s a fair question.” He got cuffed harshly on the ear again.

“That’s alright,” Wolfstar laughed nervously. “I’m uh Woof and this is… Licks.” She shot Lynxkit a sharp look, making sure she stayed quiet.

There was a long pause before anyone spoke again, though Shadowpaw seemed content with the answer, she guessed they must smell like kittypets after spending the night with Sage and sharing a meal.

“Yeah, Woof and… Licks here are new around here so I was giving them a tour.” Jade rubbed her eyes exasperated.

“Nice to meet you,” Brackentail said politely. “Have you learned about the clans yet?”

“Uh yeah Jade told us.” Wolfstar answered carefully.

“Well if you’re ever interested in joining, we’d be happy to have you in Oakclan.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“We could take you for a tour now if you’d like.”

“Thanks… I guess, but we’re ok, just visiting Capri.” She said, feeling a bit annoyed, she’d heard Oakclan was pushy but this was annoying. Lynxkit yawned, feeling tired from the long trip.

The conversation fell off from there, but Capri redirected them back to trading. The Oakclan cats had brought some pottery to exchange for some twoleg tarps. Wolfstar loafed akwardly, waiting for the pair to be done. Jade gave them a bowl of fresh water to sip from, after which Lynxkit curled up for a late afternoon nap.

Wolfstar felt exhausted, suppressing the frequent coughs that tried to rattled her chest, around the back of the monster she caught Jade placing the herbs they’d gathered in a small basket. Looking back at the trade discussion she caught Shadowpaw’s gaze, he was staring intently at her, she tried not to flinch away. Holding his stare, she tried to look as unassuming as possible, she even nodded at him politely.

His face didn’t change as she did, but his mentor asked him a question, drawing his attention back to the trade. The apprentice seemed annoyed at everything, the other cats, the trade, the conversations. She wondered what his role was. Probably not an artisan or mediator, he was likely a general warrior or perhaps a code keeper. If she hadn’t known better, she would’ve thought he was a Duskclan cat, dark thick fur, icy demeanor, and heavy build.

As the trade wrapped up, Wolfstar felt her eyes get heavy, she let out a hoarse cough. The pair of Oakclan cats eyed her warily, probably worried about greencough. Capri thanked the pair for their trade, Shadowpaw muttered under his breath but nodded politely anyways.

Jade hopped onto the roof of the dead monster to watch them leave. Finally she nodded to her gramma.

“Seems like y’all had a busy day huh?” Capri gestures towards the sleeping kit.

“Yeah, we got to the Moon spring and I’ve become the official leader of Saltclan.” Wolfstar said weakly, muscled turning to liquid as she rested.

“That’s a lotta responsibility for a young cat.” Capri said while digging around for a snack. “Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll do well. Ya seem like a capable cat.”

The compliment warmed and reassured her, but she still felt like she was missing something.

“Ya figure out what you’re gonna trade?” Capri asked, loafing beside her now.

“No clue, hadn’t thought about it.” She admitted. “We have black clay, we could trade with that.”

“Hmmm not bad, but Oakclan has the strongest paw on that racket.”

“Well… we have clams and other fish.”

“That’s a good idea, but I got plenty of loners and kittypets that bring in seafood. What’s unique to your clan?”

It felt like Capri was trying to lead her to the answer, but Wolfstar was too exhausted to think. With a sigh the elder cat went on.

“Duskclan trades herbs, oakclan trades crafts, Honeyclan trades honey.” At Wolfstars blank stare she continued. “What could Saltclan trade?”

Suddenly it felt like a spark reignited in her chest and Wolfstar sat up straighter.

“Oh! We could trade salt!”

“There ya go!”

“How would we get it? In Duskclan we made it out of coltsfoot and only rarely used it. The ocean water is salty, but how would we separate it?”

“Hmm don’t know, you’ll have to figure that out for ya self.” Capri laughed. “I’m just good at trades, I don’t know nothing about them inventions yall work on.”

“Thank you for the help.” Wolfstar smiled, it fet nice to have some sort of idea on what to do next. She only hoped Starclan could shine light on what else is expected of her.

Eventually the sun dipped down and Wolfstar had to carry a snoring Lynxkit home. Capri gave her a basket full of their herbs and a few strips of dried rabbit meat, before sending them off with a fond tail wave. Jade escorted them over the thunderpath again and gave them both head bumps as goodbye.

The walk home took a while and the tides were high so she had to straddle the cliffs edge, nearly crossing over into Honeyclan’s territory. The sight of the camp almost made Wolfstar cry. It was her camp, her clan.

She rested Lynxkit in her nest, tucked the basket of herbs away and quickly scarfed down a few strips of meat. Finally she returned to the nest, her limbs throbbing with every step and chest feeing worse than ever. But as she laid down and felt Lynxkit’s gentle snores beside her, she finally felt at ease.

It had been a quarter moon since her visit to the Moon spring and Wolfstar was feeling antsy. She’d resumed her regular tasks, hunting, cooking, and patrolling. But she felt a looming sense of malaise, like something was coming. Her chest slowly felt better, Lynxkit making her tea out of the lovage and bright eye.

No Starclan cats had visited her yet and her dreams had been dull and non prophetic if she even had any. So she busied herself with the many tasks it took to run the clan.

It was just before sun set when she set out to the training pools with Lynxkit. That was what they’d decided to call the cluster of tide pools on the far side of Rock falls. The past few days Wolfstar had supervised the young kits swimming lessons and usually managed to catch something to cook too.

“Wolfstar! Look!” Lynxkit dashed ahead of her, running towards a white hunched figure laying at the edge of the cliffs bordering Honeyclan. Wolfstar tried to stop her, but the kit was faster. They came upon a she cat, trembling and bleeding from her head.

“I-I left… I-she, she said.” The molly stuttered, eyes shaking rapidly. “My clan- I can’t.”

“Your clan?” Wolfstar stood in front of Lynxkit, eyes wide. “Who are you?”

“I can’t go,” The molly was crying now, blooding dripping into her eyes. “Back, back to them.”

“We have to help her.” Lynxkit tugged on Wolfstars tail, together they carried the vestibular cat back to camp.

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Wolfstar- white tabby molly with short fur, heather blue eyes, and a notch in her right ear. 10 moons. Saltclan, leader. Nervous, compassionate, oddly observant.

Lynxkit- blue point molly with long fur and blue eyes. 5 moons. Saltclan. Quiet, sweet, quick to help.

Capri- black and white molly with thick, short fur, green eyes, and a large scar covering the right side of her face. 136 moons. Loner, trader. Loving, shameless, excellent teacher.

Jade- red and cream trans molly with thick, medium fur and green eyes. 40 moons. Loner, trader. Cold, responsible, great kitsitter.

Sage- ginger and tan molly with thick short fur and green eyes. 40 moons. Kittypet. Playful, sincere, good teacher.

Brackentail- golden brown tom with sleek, short fur and yellow eyes. 19 moons. Oakclan, artisan. Bold, strict, good potter.

Shadowpaw- dark brown tabby tom with long fur and green eyes. 9 moons. Oakclan, warrior apprentice. Bloodthirsty, faithful, good swimmer.

Snowspeckle- white molly with short, soft fur, blue eyes, and cream freckles. ???. ???, ???. ???, ???, ???.

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[ofmdrecaps]

11/25-26/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR: Happy Belated Birthday Kristian!; Taika Waititi; Rachel House & David Fane; Joel Fry; Samson Kayo; Samba Schutte; Vico Ortiz; Anapela Polata'ivao; Guz Khan; Nat Torres; Damien Gerard; Fan Spotlight; Our Flag Means Fanfiction; Never Left Podcast; OFMD Spin the Bottle; Love Notes;

Also delayed due to Tumblr Blip, sorry all! I have some other great news though! The absolute sweetheart @lowrahh has volunteered to join my team to help get Alt Text added to the recaps! She's on the opposite side of the world so we may have some time syncing differences, but she's been helping me the last few days and it's been amazing! Thank you so much @lowrahh! Alrighty, on to the recap!

== Happy (Belated) Birthday Kristian! ==

Happy belated birthday to our dear Wee John-- Kristian Nairn! (11/25/2024) And guess what, he's on Bluesky now!

Source: Kristian Nairn's Instagram

Also, coming soon, is a new track by Kristian and MikeT! - Echo!

Source: Elliptical Sun Instagram

= Taika Waititi =

More interviews with Taika about Interior Chinatown! Silly things like "if you had an entrance song, what would it be?"

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Source: Interior Chinatown Hulu

= Rachel House & David Fane =

Rachel House, our Mary Reed, and our beloved Fang, David Fane were out at the Moana 2 Premiere in Australia! Moana 2 comes out in the US the 27th! Check it out if you can!

Source: ABC Pacific

Just some quick pics of our cast <3

Source: For Your Ref Pod

And David just being adorable.

Source: Awhimai Frasier Instagram

Source: Pere Yonce Instagram

And some silly interview questions at the premiere!

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= Joel Fry =

Our dear Frenchie is joining Ncuti Gatwa in the Doctor Who Christmas Special this year!

Source: Adopt Our Crew Bsky

= Samson Kayo =

Samson is going to be in the new Voltron cast along with several other amazing stars!

Source: Amazon MGM Studios and AdoptOurCrew Bsky. and Samson's instagram

= Vico Ortiz =

Our ever busy Jim Jimenez, Vico Ortiz is joining "Reckless Spirits", a short comedy film! There's a crowdfunding effort for getting it going! Any gifts made today through EOD on Thursday, November 28 will be DOUBLED by a match (up to $7,500). Wanna learn more or support it? Check out: https://bit.ly/reckless-giving

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Some love from a fan of one of Vico's voice acting works!

Source: Vico's Bsky

I believe this has been share before but Vico is out sharing things they've been tagged in so let's post it again! The audio version of Blood City Rollers by V.P. Anderson, Tatiana Hill, and featuring voicework by Vico! Check it out here!

Source: Vico's Bsky

= Samba Schutte =

One of the short films Samba starred in - Best Life - has been nominated for the LA Independent Film Channel Festival for 2024!

Source: Valerie and Chaney IG

= Anapela Polataivao =

In case you haven't cried today, here's Rachel House, sending love to Auntie! (Anapela Polata'ivao)

In other Tinā news, it'll be heading to the 2025 Palm Springs International Film Festival in the World Cinema Now section at select locations between Jan 4-10! To get tickets, visit the Palm Springs Site!

Source: Tinā the Film Instagram

= Guz Khan =

Guz is sending out some love to these bakers!

Source: Guz Khans IG stories

And here's Guz showing off in his sweet ride.

Source: Guz Khan's Threads

= Nat Torres =

Nat Torres, writer extraordinaire, always bringing a smile to our faces <3

Source: Nat's Instagram

= Damien Gerard =

As always, our Father Teach, aka Damien Gerard, one of the coolest cat dads on the web, loves to keep us busy with cat content!

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Our Flag Means Fanfiction =

New mini-episode of Our Flag Means Fanfiction is up! This time covering The "HighSchool Jukebox" Fics by @oatmilktruther! Read by BabyKraken! Check it out here!

Source: Our Flag Means Fanfiction Spotify.

= Never Left Podcast =

A new episode of Never Left is out on your favorite Podcast Platforms! This part 2 of the Flags set-- you can check it out on their linktr.ee!

Source: Never Left Podcast Instagram

= Seven_Sugars Spin the Bottle =

For those of you on Bluesky and Twitter, you may have seen this very fun post by Ashley (aka Seven_Sugars). It's a gif of our cast and a spinning bottle! You just screenshot the gif and it tells you who you get! (I got Lucius which is 100% awesome by me, call me Pete because I love that man). Wanna try it out? Visit Ashley's Bsky!

Source: Seven Sugars Bsky

== Love Notes ==

Hey lovelies! There's definitely been some reminders lately that this time of year isn't the best time for everyone. Remember to be kind to yourself and don't beat yourself up too much ok? Sometimes you do everything right. Sometimes you do your best, you bust your ass, and then shit goes horribly wrong the last second. Whether it's a draft on something fan related, or getting to work on time, or preparing a candid talk with someone or being careful driving on ice, and someone else hitting you from behind. Whatever it is-- life sometimes just does not cooperate with your expectations.

To top it off, that can be very hard if you've already been dealing with so much. It really can. It can seem like.. NOTHING goes right, and like everything is frustrating, and when your cup is already full of nonsense it just starts overflowing.

You know what the good news is? Your cup will slowly drain over time the kinder you are to yourself. Rest helps it drain, love helps it drain, comfort helps it drain so you can have more room for the next thing that happens. Right now it feels like too much because your body and your mind need a break, and you deserve a break. Winter time is normally meant for human beings and animals to hibernate! To recover with the seasons! But now we work all the time, and it can burn us out real fast. Take care of yourselves, take breaks, and if shit goes wrong, keep taking breaks, if you can, until it doesn't feel so hard anymore <3 I hope you all rest this week and have some self-care time off if you have it-- and if you don't, please be safe out there. Thinking of you.

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[austonwithan-o]

Summer Job- Trevor Zegras x Reader

After a certain boy walks into your hair salon. How could you say no to him asking you on a date? I mean customer satisfaction right?

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No warnings!

You had just recently moved to Bedford, NY to live with your grandparents. They offered for you to live with them during the summers when it was too expensive for you to fly back to Portland where your parents lived. Attending NYU completely on scholarship you didn’t have time for a job during the school year. You did cut hair on the side for some of your friends and they paid you some which covered some weekend excursions but nothing too crazy. Little did you know that side hustle would lead to you meeting the love of your life.

Sitting in your bed you scrolled through job listings, a lot of grocery stores, gas stations, target, fast food places were hiring but nothing really caught your eye. Annoyed you closed your laptop letting out a groan.

“I refuse to work at McDonald’s mom. I’m not coming home smelling like fries and grease and it’s a whole 40 minute drive from here! There’s literally nothing interesting here.” You were annoyed with the sparse selection of employment available and despite your obvious disappointment your mom let out a laugh much to your dismay.

“Honey I know you don’t wanna come home smelling like a fast food place but you’re gonna have to choose something. Plus it’s just for the summer! Just like what, 2 months? You can survive 2 months y/n or here maybe ask grandma and grandpa if they have any friends who have businesses. They know a lot of people around there.” Her voice rang through the speaker phone on your nightstand, it wasn’t a horrible idea, your grandparents did have a great reputation in the town and a lot of friends.

“Hmm you’re not wrong?” You said picking up your phone, “I’m gonna go talk to them it’s dinner time anyways.”

“Alright sweetie I love you! Have a goodnight and keep me updated on the job hunt.”

“Will do momma! Love you too!” Hanging up and making your way downstairs the smell of your grandmas food was heavenly. You loved it here.

“Oh perfect! I was just about to call you down!”

Your grandpa said pulling a chair out for you to sit. You smiled and thanked him as he pushed it in.

“So grandpa I was on the phone with mom, looking for jobs with her and I was wondering if you knew anyone who would be willing to hire me for the summer? I mean there’s fast food and restaurants and stuff but I just thought maybe you’d have more, I guess, connections around here?” Taking a bite of the chicken on your plate. There was a few seconds of silence before your grandma spoke.

“You know I actually do know someone who’s hiring but are you good with hair? My friend Carla has a hair studio 10 minutes into town and she’s looking for another employee.”

Bingo.

“I can cut hair! I have a little side hustle at school cutting hair for like $10. I mean I’m not professional but I’m definitely not bad at it. I can also style and dye hair too!” This was the perfect job you thought plus the tips would be great!

“Her name is Carla! I’m going in tomorrow to get my hair trimmed. I’ll introduce you to her, she’s such a sweet lady!” Your grandma said, “We will leave around 11? My appointment is at 11:15 and I like getting there a bit early.”

You agreed. After dinner you spent a few hours playing cards and chatting with your grandparents eventually heading up to your room.

You woke up around 10:30am a little tired from staying up watching hair tutorials refreshing your memory on how to cut hair but you didn’t need much reminding.

You showered, got dressed and ran downstairs grabbing the keys to your old Jeep.

“Grandma I’ll drive!” You exclaimed rushing out the door.

“Alrighty I’ll be there in a second.”

The drive was peaceful. Driving through the colorful country you couldn’t help but admire how nice and green everything around you was. Your thoughts were interrupted by your grandma.

“I don’t know if you watch hockey at all but Carla has a little bit of a celebrity customer you know.” She smiled, “I’ve met him before his name is Trevor Zegras. He’s a hockey player. I’m not sure which team but he’s a cutie. Maybe you’ll get to cut his hair.” She shot you a wink making you roll your eyes.

“Ah yes grandma I definitely need a hot hockey player boyfriend to distract me all summer.”

“He’s a very charming young man! I bet you two would hit it off!” You laughed at her statement. A relationship was definitely the last thing on your mind for the summer. Making friends? That would be fun but definitely no boyfriend.

“Grandma you know I don’t need a boyfriend. I mean especially since I would just be leaving to school in a few months.”

“You never know y/n! People come into your life for different reasons.”

You smiled at her words but it was true. You didn’t want a summer fling. It wasn’t your style. If you were gonna date someone it was going to be serious and having a hockey boyfriend was definitely not on your list of things you needed.

You arrived at the hair salon. The sign displayed on top read, “Bedford Village Hair Design” it was a cute little shop. You could see a few workers at their stations and a few customers in the chairs. You both walked in hearing the chime of the bells, “Alice! Good to see you! You’re a bit early but I’ll just get you started over here-“ the woman who you assumed to be Carla gave you a wide smile.

“And who might you be?” She asked pulling you into a hug.

“Carla this is my granddaughter y/n! She’s staying with me for the summer and I brought her here to introduce her to you! She’s looking for a summer job and I think she would be perfect for your salon!” She said as she sat down in the seat, you followed close behind the two, standing beside Carla.

“Well I definitely wouldn’t be apposed! Can you cut men’s hair? I have more and more male clients coming in and I need more help around here!” Carla spoke trimming away at your grandmas hair. She was definitely not new to this.

“Yes! I cut my guy friends hair all the time in school. It’s like a little side hustle so I can make some money during the year.” You explained.

“You know what that sounds great! If you want just swing by tomorrow let’s say around 9:30am and you can start if that’s okay with you? I have someone coming in at 9:45am who you can do. He’s very sweet.”

“That sounds awesome! Thank you so much!”

You waited in the corner for your grandma to be done her hair which took about 20 more minutes and with that you both left after.

The next morning you woke up throwing on a flowy floral dress trying to match the vibe of everyone’s outfits yesterday. You wanted to make a good first impression so you took your time with your hair and makeup. Rushing out the door it was 9:15 by the time you left luckily there’s never any traffic in the small town.

Walking inside the small business you were greeted by Carla and another worker Gracie. She was around Carla’s age and very very sweet as well.

“Hi you must be y/n!” She greeted you giving you a hug.

“Yes! It’s good to meet you?”

“Gracie! My name is Gracie! Well I’ll give you the heads up since you’re new I’m gonna let you take my regular client at 9:45 today. His name is Trevor! He’s very nice so don’t be intimidated and he will let you know how he wants his cut.” She said handing you an apron.

For some reason your heart dropped a bit but you didn’t know why. You hadn’t even met the guy let alone seen his face and already freaking out.

“Are you sure? I mean I can take someone else if you want-“

“Lovely don’t be silly! I insist don’t worry he won’t bite you! I’ll still be here I’ll just be organizing in the back and Carla will be in the front or back with me.” She said and with that the sound of the door opening and the bells jingling made you freeze in your place.

“Carla! Gracie! And new girl?” You shyly turned around to face him. His smiled was so bright and his eyes were so pretty. He walked over and gave Carla a hug all while scanning you up and down. He pulled away eventually giving you a firm handshake. His touch sending sparks up your arm, making butterflies form in your stomach.

Oh my God he was gorgeous.

“Trevor this is y/n! Y/n this is Trevor! She’s gonna be cutting your hair today Trevor.” Gracie said grabbing his hand. His eyes hadn’t left yours and you could sense the nervous energy radiating off of his tall figure. He ran a hand through his dirty blonde hair which fell perfectly back into place framing his chiseled features.

“Oh cool! I’ll get a buzzcut this time.” The two older women let out exaggerated gasps slapping his shoulder making him laugh.

“Hey I’m kidding! You know I’d never do that Carla.” You couldn’t help but laugh as well at their reaction. You were already loving this job and you’d been there for about 10 mins.

“Trevor the day you get a buzzcut is the day I officially quit my job.” She handed you a barbers gown and he followed your lead by sitting down in the chair letting you throw it over him securing it in the back. Your hands were shaking and he could feel it as you tied the back lightly brushing the back of his neck.

“Alright y/n let me know when you’re done, I’m going to help Gracie in the back. Trevor no buzzcuts.” She gave him another light slap on the shoulder and he shot her a wink. The two ladies walked off exchanged glances at the two of you.

“You can lean back and I’ll wash your hair first.” He followed your directions placing his head in the neck rest.

“I’ve been coming here for a long time and I’ve never seen you here or around here for that matter. Where you from?” Trevor asked looking at you. You refused to make eye contact with him because you knew you’d fold under his eye contact.

“I’m from Portland but I live here in the summer times and I go to school at NYU.” You explained as you massaged his scalp with the shampoo.

“Oh that’s sick! Yeah I live here during the summers but I’m in Cali most of the year.” He was very obviously enjoying you running your hands through his hair and you couldn’t deny. You did as well.

“My grandma comes here a lot. She said you play hockey huh? I didn’t know there were hockey teams in California.” You admitted almost feeling a bit stupid letting those words leave your mouth. Trevor grinning at your remark.

“It’s a weird place for ice hockey that’s for sure but yeah the Anaheim Ducks. I’m guessing you don’t watch hockey?”

“Not at all. I’m not huge into sports but I played volleyball in high school.” You rinsed his hair off then wrapped his hair up in a towel and motioned for him to move to the hair cutting seat. His height shocked you a bit more when he stood up letting you really observe him. You caught the smell of his cologne as he walked by sitting down in the chair. You couldn’t get enough of him but you were fighting the feelings.

“I’ll have to get you to watch a few games. It’s important if we’re friends you watch hockey or at least know how the game works.” He stated looking at you through the mirror making it harder to concentrate with his gaze.

“Also, keep the shape but just make it a bit shorter. It’s kind of hard to see now.” Trevor grabbed a front strand of his hair pulling it down his face to see how long it was.

“Oh so we’re friends now?” Teasing him a bit. You snipped away at his hair following his request. You couldn’t help but notice all the tattoos on his arms as well letting your eyes scan his features more.

“I mean I’m trusting you with my hair so of course we’re friends but let’s say I ask you out on a date. Would that make or break the friendship.” The question caught you off guard.

Y/n you just said you weren’t gonna date anyone. Tell him no.

“I mean I don’t see how a date could hurt the friendship. I’m free anytime past 4 when the salon closes.” You couldn’t believe you just said that. It was like you had no control.

“Perfect I’ll pick you up at 4 tonight. What you’re wearing is perfect.” You blushed at his comment. Finishing up his hair and blow drying it. He stood up and you shook the barber cape off. You did a pretty good job you couldn’t lie.

“You know I might have you cut my hair from now on beautiful.” He turned around to face you.

“I mean I charge more so if you’re fine with that I’m fine with that.” Joking obviously you walked over to the wall grabbing a broom to sweep up all the hair you cut off.

“Worth every penny. I’ll pick you up at 4 from here. Leave your car here and we’ll just take mine.” Carla came back to the front soon after.

“Yay no buzzcut! You did really well Y/n.” Carla gave you an encouraging pat on the shoulder.

Trevor made his way up to the front with Carla to pay while you cleaned up the hair on the floor.

“I’ll see you tonight y/n.” Winking at you he left the salon.

“I’m guessing you two hit it off huh?” Carla smirked.

“I mean I wouldn’t deny it.” You blushed at her comment making her laugh.

“He’s a great kid y/n. I wouldn’t let him near you if he wasn’t.” Carla smoothed out her apron retreating to the back again.

This was gonna be a very interesting summer and an even more interesting school year.

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Tbh idk how I feel about this one but oh well

[justroaminground]

heat of the moment (Sam Winchester x Reader)

summary: you have deep feelings for sam and there is this one point where everything just escalates. it ends in hot and rough sex.

warnings: NSFW, smut, 18+, rough language, getting physical, fluff, oral

Enjoy and if there are any requests feel free to leave them. Sorry for mistakes i am sure you get the point. ;) xx

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there are no words in the world to describe how you feel about sam. deep down you always felt so calm and safe around him. the feelings slowly but steady got stronger and without being aware he meant..too much? the topics you two had were always very casual and not very deep. just like the ones with dean. the three of you keep a close relationship and it can get emotional, but you tend to keep it light hearted. the hunting itself was serious enough. you've spent quite some time with the two of them now, but started to have very deep feelings for sam. there was no way for you to ever express them to him. love did and always will make things more complicated, so it seems only logical to simply keep them to yourself.

the three of you were sitting in the library of the bunker, reading one book after the other just to understand what lucifers next steps could be or what the heck the current occasions meant. your head pounded and you startet to squint your eyes from time to time, since it felt like your head was about to explode from getting too much information at once.

"ugh..guys i feel like my head is about to explode!" you grunted rushing your hands through your hair.

"literally have been doing this for ages, but I will never get used to it. so i get it pricess." dean sighed.

sam laughed and smirked like an idiot . "well not to be a know-it-all, but i for sure could do this for years! i guess, thank you to the almost started lawyer career!

"i would have loved to see you in a courtroom" you answered cheekily.

before sam was able to answer a cold breeze streaks your body and uncertain you spun around. Unfortunately too quick and knocked a glass from the table.

"Cas!" relieved seeing him a smiled formed on your lips.

castiel bit his lower lip and took a deep breath. "it confuses me how you guys don't get used to me" he stated in a monoton voice sighting.

you rolled your eyes laughing. trying to get up, without standing into the puddle, to clean the mess. you get pushed back down onto the chair and looked up at a warm smile from sam.

"let me get that for you" he pointed onto the mess on the floor and left the library.

insecure you nodded your head and got out of the space so he could clean it up.

"so?! do you have news or simply showed up to make us jump?!" dean pointed out and got up. he leaned at the side of the table and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

the two of them got into a heavy conversation about the latest news about lucifer pretty quick, but you couldn't really follow. your head still pounded like crazy. you made your way to the kitchen to get some painkillers.

before you got into the kitchen you walked past sam and gave him a little smile.

"everything alrighty?" he checked up on you and eyed you up and down.

you looked at him for a second and let the image of him standing there sink in. the hair falling down on his forehead and hung a bit onto his face. jaw clenched, eyes piercing through you. his broad shoulders and muscular body covered in a dark colored flannel. the strong arms and large hands holding the kitchen cloth. you swallowed hard, but played it cool of course.

"yeah course no worries, just can't see any books no more for today!" you turned your back to him, rubbed your forehead and made it into the kitchen. pressed your lips together and exhaled deeply as you heard him walking away slightly laughing.

"take your time this evening, we will stay at the bunker anyway!" he called back.

you took a pill against the evil pain and made your way out of the kitchen. hearing the three of them talking and you decided to head back to your room.

leaning the door shut, you let your clothes fall to the floor and made your way into your bathroom. since the bunker is so big, everyone of you has their own bathroom. thank god! you wouldn't want to share your bathroom with one of the guys.

dimming the lights in the bathroom you let the water fill up the tube and add your favorite scent. your eyes adjusted and relaxed to the relaxed mood. it has been ages since you took a bath, but need one so desperately. there just never seemed enough time to fully rest, so you always went with the showers. the past few months have been extra rough. not even sleep has gotten you out of the misery.

carefully you slipped into the warm water and let it hug your body. silently hissing and cursing over the pain it gave you when the water reached some wounds or sore spots. finally sitting in there you laid your hands around your body and just let the feeling of calmness sink in.

you may not be feeling the best, but enjoy every second around these guys. cas, dean and sam have been family to you every since. even though there were those feelings about sam you couldn't really get under control. staring at the ceiling your thoughts ran off. the silence was so loud in your head.

you just couldn't help, but think of sam again. how he was standing there. his tall and broad frame. his strong gaze, staring up and down at you with worry in his eyes. he was naturally such a warm hearted person and always made sure each and everyone is okey. taking a deep breath you allowed yourself to sink just a bit more into your thoughts about him.

in your head, you framed him one more time from head to toe. slowly your head falls to the side and you softly stroke along your arm. imagining how it would feel like to touch him. it wasn't like you never touched him, but just never in a deeper..sensual way.

you imagined the same situation from before in your hand. standing in front of him and laying your hand gently on his. softly stroking upwards to his forearm and stopping just above his elbow. feeling his warm skin through the flannel you moved even closer and rested your head on his chest. looking up at him, to make sure he is okey with what you were doing. feeling strong hands wrapping you up safely. you buried your face back into his chest and imagines it so strongly, it felt real.

a well known warmth flowed through you. feeling your body reacting very strong to these thoughts you tensed up, because it felt so wrong feeling all of these things and imagining those situations. getting completely lost in your daydream your body can no longer tell the difference between reality and thoughts.

with that you felt how you were getting aroused, pressing your legs against eachother, sitting up in the tube trying to knock logical thinking back into you mind. "get your shit together" mumbling to yourself you rubbed your eyes.

"AHA! chilling while we're doing the work?!" dean stormed into the bathroom without hesitation and looked at you with a bright smirk on his face.

"WHAT THE HELL DEAN?!" you cried out and some water splashed to the ground. you laughed a bit, but looked back up at him. "i need a break sorry, thought i'd take the night off"

"uh.. I'm sorry just wanted to scare you.." he admits while taking a few steps back. "yeah i get that no worries! sam just told me you weren't seeming okey. i wanted to check up on you."

considering the thoughts you just had, you feelt really uncomfortable. feeling caught in something very private. you were able to feel the heat burn in your checks and looked at dean hoping he would finally leave since scaring you already worked!

"everything is fine just..you know it has been rough" you assured him with a little nod and chewed on the inside of your cheek.

"may i?" he pointed to the bathtube edge.

"yeah sure" you confirmed to him.

settling down next to you he gave you a soft an warm look. you already knew what was about to come, but talks like this were needed here and there.

"sam and i grew up like this. it was always our destiny and it will always be. i told you this many times, but you do not have to do this. you have the choice of having a normal life.." his voice echoing calmly through the bathroom. looking straight in your eyes and making sure you really took in what he just told you.

"dean i choose to do this with both of you. i want to be here. you two are like family to me." trying to explain what is going on in your head you gave him a weak smile and shrugged your shoulders.

while smirking he looked down onto the floor and back at you. he placed a kiss on your forehead and nodded. "stubborn like a winchester."

letting out a laugh you slapped his shoulder and point to the door. "you need to go now! i need some rest from you two idiots! "

dean held up his hands in defense and made his way to the door. "never speak up against a woman" he left the bathroom and closed the door.

letting yourself fall back and sink down into the tube again. silence filled the room and you were able to hear sam and dean talking.

"did she say anything?" sam questioned dean.

"you listened why are you asking?!" dean stated laughing.

"that is not true!" sam defended himself and you laughed out silently. feeling flattered at the fact, sam is checking up on you through dean.

"well ask her yourself." dean insisted.

"dean you know damn well you're having a way better connection to here than i am. she would never open up to me like she does to you" sam explained to dean and you held your breath afraid of not being able to hear everything.

you never really thought about it, but he was right. you kind of kept yourself distanced from sam. being afraid you won't be able to control yourself. showing him too much how you feel about him. so keeping him at distance seemed like the right thing to do.

not wanting to think about all of that anymore you got up and finished the bath with a shower. stopping yourself from listening to the rest of the conversation. making yourself clear again why you are here, here were way more important things to do then to follow your stupid feelings. you pushed them aside like always and distracted yourself.

dressed in a fresh set of pj's you were getting ready for bed. before you left your room you were making sure the hallways are empty and sneaked into the kitchen. you went straight for the kettle to make yourself some goodnight tea. you got disturbed by the other winchester.

"gosh you're still up?" speaking into sam's direction you kept yourself bussy setting up the kettle.

"uh, yeah couldn't sleep yet" he confirmed without looking up from his laptop.

nodding your head, you got back to your kettle and waited until the water was boiling. while preparing your cup and tea you could feel his gaze on your back. you tried to shake it off, but the feeling just got very intense. looking over your shoulder to sam you were looking straight into his eyes.

"would you mind, making me one too?" he asked softly and pointed to the cups.

"course not!" you whispered softly back. kinda disappointed at the fact he was just staring, because he wanted something. you prepared his cup. noticing the teas are empty. you looked for them in the drawer not being able to find one more teabag.

"i think we need to get some. don't find any in here" you told him while searching in the other drawers.

"in the cupboard above the coffeemachine we still have some" sam explained and tipped on his laptop.

"oh right thanks" nodding your head you made your way to the coffeemachine. stretching up to the cupboard trying to reach the pack of teabags.

feeling a warm and strong body right behind yours you completely freez in shock. sam.

"let me get that for you." sam mumbled while reaching up to get them for you.

his body is pressed up against yours which made you grip onto the kitchencounter very aggressively. a wave of heat rolled over your body and you took deep breath. within seconds the body contact stopped and he stepped back handing them to you.

slightly dazed from what just happened you turn to him and took them.

"not everyone was granted to be that tall!" you laughed it off. trying to loosen up the tensed situation you turned to the kettle and took it off the heat.

with a laugh he settled back onto this chair and nods. "well it is curse and blessing" sam spoke up.

you're settling down on the chair in front of him and placed his cup next to his laptop.

"well I think being that tall is always a blessing"

"mhm..help me to understand that?"

"maybe i will find the right words after a good 8 hours of sleep" you laughed and leaned in your chair.

he kept his stupid smirk and looked back down to his laptop and licks his lower lip. you bite down hard onto your molars and followed with your gaze, how his tongue traced along his lower lip. getting to comfortable with watching him like that you nervously got up.

"so i see you're really bussy. don't wanna distract you. i will just head back to my room." bursting out a bit too insecure you pushed the chair back to the table and gave him a tired smile.

"you're not distracting me in any bad way.." he cleared his throat looking at you. "could need a smart head like yours, helping me with these cryptic texts." he pointed to his laptop and nods, pressing his lips together.

"love to solve a good mystery" you confidently talked back and took a seat right next to sam. taking a deep breath you pushed away all disturbing thoughts and settled into working mood.

hours passed by like minutes and you found yourself leaning against the wall sitting on the table and sam walked the kitchen up and down.

"Genesis 3:16 – To the woman he said, “I will make your pains in childbearing very severe;  with painful labor you will give birth to children. Your desire will be for your husband, and he will rule over you.” you repeat the text on the laptop and looked over to sam. "sounds pretty sadistic to me" you added while raising a eyebrow.

"I do not know by any means, why the devil quotes this from the bible and I hope we won't find out." sam let out a exhausted breath while walking towards the table.

"I think you need some rest now, well we do!" you told him while carefully sliding from the table.

"Yeah you're probably right.." sam nodded and smiled.

wanting to make your way to the door, sam grabbed your wrist and softly pulled you into a hug.

"sleep well" he whispers against your hair and you found yourself wrapping your arms around his torso. you buried your face in his chest and inhaled his scent. your body takes in every second, feeling him this close.

"heard you're very tired. take your time and rest." he whispered against your hair and stroke your back. giving yourself completely to him, you can already feel your body craving so much more.

"thank you sam, i will" looking up to him smiling and you buried your face into his chest once again. you left the kitchen heading back to your room. As soon as you got into your room you closed the door desperately.

"holy fuck" you whisper to yourself, locking the door and crawled into bed. at the end of the day you were just human, made of flesh, emotions and consciousness. feeling the need to satisfy yourself you strip your cloths off to the floor and relaxed into bed.

the heat in your body and especially between your legs made you weak. you needed to touch yourself, you had to satisfy your craving. it suddenly felt so hard controlling yourself around sam and you were finally able to give yourself away to those feelings.

your warm hands found their way along your body. stroking it and caring for it. goosebumps crossed your body and a quiet whimper left your lips. imagining those strong hands all over your body you felt your body tens up.

fingers made their way between your legs and fingertips gently stroke your sensitive spot. another quiet whimper left your mouth and your abdomen pressed needy against your fingers.

getting hungry for your orgasm. your thoughts got filthier and your hands rougher. your body winded from one position to the other and literally screamed for more. it was not just your body craving for more, but your soul was begging for more. pressing your face into a pillow you, hunting down your long awaited release. your sweaty body pressed into the mattress, twitching and messed up. you can already feel your walls clench around your fingers.

convulsively you moved two fingers in and out of your wet and heated tightness finding yourself half sitting by now. your head rested on your shoulder and your mouth falls open as you can already feel the heat overcoming you.

"i know now why lucifer quotes the bibel!" fully excited you heard sam knocking on your bedroom door.

full on scared you let out a unexpected scream and your orgasm just vanished. breathing heavy you looked around embarrassed trying to find something to cover up.

"are you okey?!" worried sam knocked one more time on the door and panic arises in your chest.

"sam you scared me! i-i was already asleep what the fuck!" unable to find the right words you stumbled what seems to sound right in this situation and you put you pj's back on.

still breathing heavy you opened up your bedroom door. with flustered cheeks you look up at him. sam stood there only wearing his pj's trousers, shirtless looking at you full on concerned.

"uhm..sure" he raised an eyebrow and eyed you from head to toe. "i didn't mean to..disturb i guess" he added while tracing every detail on your face with his gaze.

"oh shut up, get your ass in here and explain the quote now!" you distracted him from further guessing what you just did and moved back to your bed. cheeks were still burning red from what you just did and to be fair your body still felt kinda weak and your head dizzy.

"i think this can wait until tomorrow. for now you really just need some time off!" sam pointed at you and puts his hand onto his hips.

not really thinking, but just going after your instincts you allow yourself to let your eyes wander along his body. maybe a one time thing won't harm anyone? maybe you will finally realize it's just sex you're in need for and not sam? eyes slowly found their way back up to sam's and you find a very amused grin on his face. your cheeks turned red from zero to ten real quick and you just turned away. it's all or nothing right now right?! whatever you were done with holding it back and decided to let the tiger out.

"no need to be ashamed love. at the end of the day we're all just human." sam filled the silence with this low and soft voice. breaking the carousel of thoughts in your head.

having the strong desire to take control you take a deep breath and moved your body on the bed to the edge. ready to play the game he just started. you bit your lower lip, slightly tilted your head to the side and parted your lips to speak.

"not just, that you're disturbing me while i am enjoying my me-time." you paused to slowly undressing your pj's bottom, to leave you in a oversized shirt, fuzzy socks and a thong. "you dare to come in here with only your bottoms not even wearing a shirt?" sam's face get's from pretty confident to shocked real quick, but that just but's more gas into the fire for you. "how outraged of you to behave like that in front of a woman" taking the soft seam between your fingers and undress your shirt next, which leaves you in only your thong and fuzzy socks in front of him. exposing your body to him. "i am disappointed sammy." the last words leave your mouth as dirty whisper while observing every single facial muscle.

sam is not able to hide his lust in any way. his eyes darkened halfway through your show and his jaw so clenched sonhard, it must be hurting. his dark grey bottoms gave you a very good sight of how hard he got. his clearly visible boner pressing against his sweatpants "never thought that this much of kinky whore sleeps in you, y/n." never in all those years you have heard his voice so deep and raspy, sending shivers through your body. pressing together your tights you couldn't hide a naughty smirk.

"maybe the angels heard my dirty prayers and made them come true." you whispered and gently moved your hips on the bed.

"i don't think the angels work for demons." sam eyed you up and down and bites his lower lip. stroking his boner through his sweatpants he took one step closer to you.

"you're calling me a demon? how can such offending words leave your mouth?" fucking turned on you can't help, but started to stroke your boob with one hand. "i mean i know you're having a sweet spot for demons..sammy"

sam pressed his lips together and it was glas clear you just hit a very sensitive spot. his eyes got darker and it seemed like a switch got flicked. "you sure you wanna play like that? not sure if you can handle that." he turned and checked the hallway to see if dean was somewhere near. he closed the door and locked it, turning back to you.

every step he made you watched him closely. your heart pounded heavy against your chest and you felt tingling in your stomach. "oh..i don't think dean would like the way you're talking to me sammy." with a huge smirk on your face, you bit your lower lip and played with you nipple. a soft moan escaped your lips and your body craved his touch.

"fucking tease, you little whore." he stepped right in front of you and but his hand into your hair at the back of your head. rough but hot he pulls your head back and makes you look up at him. your heart jumped and you couldn't hold the excitement.

"i like your determination. remembers me of the good old days your soul burned in hell." you whispered and placed one hand on his upper stomach slowly making your way down to his waistband. giving him a dirty look while smirking.

he took your hand into his and pushed it aside. he leaned down to you and looked straight into your eyes. you watches his almost black eyes from lust and gazed at him with your purest innocent look. "he's still in here and i will let him play with you tonight. he will fuck the innocence out of this pretty body. "his low raspy voice made you shiver even more and your breath started shaking. he observed your needy body and placed a kiss on your jawline. placing more kisses along your neck. he let go of your hair and pulled you up. you wrapped your legs around his waist and your hands around his neck. crashing your lips hungrily against his. he bit softly onto your lower lip and deepened the kiss. heavy breathing filled the room and your craving got stronger.

"touch me and use me" you managed to plead against his lips and your pressed your chest against his.

"oh i will. i will fuck you like a whore. " he whispered harsh and placed you back onto the bed. he hovered above you and started kissing and softly biting your soft skin from your neck to your boobs. making your body arch up against his in need of his body. you pressed your thigh against his crotch feeling his hard member.

sam's hand roamed along your body and cared for every inch in need of his touch. he got up and took the back of your knees, pulling you to the edge of the bed.

"sit for me like a nice angel." he growled and got down onto his knees.

you sat up feeling weak and dizzy from all the hormones rushing through your body. "as long as you fuck me like the devil.." you sweetly talked back and supported yourself with your hands in the mattress.

he literally ripped off your thong and just threw it to the side. his hands push your thighs apart and his head buried between your legs. his warm breath and soft tongue made you explode on the inside and you couldn't help but let out a moan full of relish while gripping his hair.

"oh fuck sammy!" you moaned under your breath and pushed his head a bit more against your wet center.

his fingers grab hard onto your thighs and you could feel his tongue slipping into you, just teasing you as he pulled away and made you look at him.

"call me sammy one more time and you will regret it." he stated and got up.

Needing a moment to process what he just told you, you nooded quickly and watched him getting up.

"please let me taste you." you whimpered quietly at the loss of his touch and your facial features showed pure innocence. very turned on by this sam. he lays one hand onto your cheek and strokes over your lips with his thumb.

"you want to suck me cock little angel? then ask for it. be a good girl and ask for it like a decently angel. " sam commands while holding the very intense eye contact.

"l-let me suck you off sammy" not being able to help yourself, but tease him to the very edge.

his hand let's go of your cheek and lands on your cheek with a very dominated slap. your head falls to the side and a filthy smirk crosses your face. it hurt but just in the right ways. a sparkle lights up in your eyes and you looked back at him. his hand stroke over the cheek and to your throat, squeezing it slightly but just enough.

"on your knees. now." he hissed, lascivious eyes staring into your soul. he let go of your neck and pulled his sweatpants down. revealing his rock hard cock ready for you to take every inch of it.

you wasted no second and dropped to your knees. you took his cock into your hand and spit on it. stroking it a few times before you took him into your mouth. swirling your tongue around his tip and full on taking him inch by inch.

"that dirty little mouth!" sam breathed out and grabbed your hair. not just sucking him of but giving him a full on show by playing with yourself and moaning against his cock.

As you felt him twitching in your mouth you took him in even deeper gagging at his length, waiting desperately for him to come in your mouth.

without any warning he pulls you back and shakes his head. "No. you won't get me just yet." he pulled you up onto your feed and pushed you back onto the bed.

"p-please sam just..." not able to finish your sentence you looked up at him helpless gripping the bedsheets.

laying on top of you, he pushed your legs apart from each other with his hands and you let your head fall back to bed. closing your eyes and giving yourself away to sam and trust him with every inch of your body.

"look at me" he demanded. "i wanna see the hurt on your face, when you have to take it all in at once."

your eyes swung open and you looked up at him. your hands rested on his biceps and you wiggled your hips slightly. "fuck me sam!" you begged desperately. he pushed his full length into you and stopped for a minute. your eyes widened and you moaned out.

"fucking -" you clawed into his biceps and felt yourself stretch around him. "use me for whatever you want me.." you breathed out against his neck and sucked on his soft skin.

he started to thrust in and out of you. going faster at times and slowing down thrusting harder into you. with every thrust you felt yourself coming closer. your sight got dizzy and you clawened onto sam. taking him full in, feeling your craving being fulfilled. you felt so many feelings at once it overwhelmed you.

sams grip on your thighs got rougher and his thrust sloppier. "you're so tight, you feel so good my little angel" he moand raspy and moved one hand from your tight to your abdomen. his hand pushed softly down and with his cock he reached that one spot which pushed you over the edge.

"h-holy fuck i'm gonna cum sam" you cried out and he placed one hand onto your mouth.

"cum for me!" he moaned out and gave you very deep and hard thrusts. you rolled your eyes back and your head dropped back onto the bed. with shaking legs you pushed your pelvis up against him and your hands fell weak onto the bed.

he took your pelvis into his big hands and pushed himself a few more times into you. suddenly the time seems to stand still and your body tensed up. your mouth fell open and wave of energy flows through your body. moaning out his name, while your walls tightened around his thick cock you came and it felt like complete ecstasy.

sam pushed himself deep into you and let out a heavy moan. he supported himself with one hand onto the bed right besides your body and the other hand still on your pelvis.

"you drove me crazy, y/n" sam breathed exhausted and his hair hung onto his face.

you looked up at him feeling high and drunk from all of the feelings you just went through. "come here, please" your voice breaks and you try to reach up for him.

he pulls himself gently out of you and laid down besides you. his strong arms wrapped you up safely and hugged you. you pressed yourself against his body closing your eyes.

you gently stroke his chest and placed a kiss on it. "it may make things more complicated, but you don't know how much i craved for this.." without really think about it you confessed to him.

"we do not have do make it complicated. let's see where it leads us." he placed a kiss on your head and let go of you just a bit so he could look into your eyes. "i never knew you felt this way not the slightest bit. to be honest i thought you're into dean."

you laughed embarrassed against his chest and looked back up at him. "i was afraid of losing you and dean. i guess it was self protection?"

"well stop protecting yourself!" he laughed, hugging you closer again and you took a deep breath taking his scent in. you closed your eyes and fell asleep in his arms.

[dronebiscuitbat]

Give me a Reason: Chapter 12- "Petals"

Uzi sat on the park bench scrolling through songs on her phone, the air around her was warm and humid, summer seemed to come faster every year and this year was no different. It was marginally cooler in Copper, the valley it resided in shielding it from the sun's rays most of the day, but not by much.

The park itself was nothing special, a small playground in the middle with a few covered seating areas around it, she was just on the outskirts, sitting under a dogwood tree that was spitting it's big, pink flower petals out at everyone who passed it. She'd already had to pick several out of her hair.

And at exactly 6:30pm. A dark grey BMW pulled into the parking lot, and Uzi looked up at it before looking back down at her phone.

N:I'm here! Where are you?

Nvm! I see you!

Uzi blinked, looking back at the fancy BMW that had just pulled in and sighing, oh so N's family had money, money. That made a bit of sense, though she was a little surprised he'd never mentioned it before.

She stood up, dusting herself of and trying to look as presentable as possible, suddenly feeling a little self conscious in her tank top and (currently open) jacket.

A tall woman with long brown hair and gorgeous emerald green eyes stepped out of the sedan, doing a once over of the park before the passenger door opened and out stepped N. A hoodie and jeans despite the temperature. (Though it's not like she had room to talk)

N pointed at her excitedly, which made her freeze for a moment before awkwardly smiling. Stepping up towards them a bit warily.

“Um, heeey?” Oh fuck everything, she was so awkward. Someone please come rescue her from this conversation.

“Hey Uzi! This is Tessa! The chef of the food you like so much!” She winced, they hadn't shared lunch that often, but being put on the spot so suddenly made her heart speed up and breath get caught in her throat.

“Oh-uh, it's nice to meet you. I guess.” She curled in a bit on herself, feeling more out of place then ever. She felt her face getting warm despite her efforts to stop it.

“Oooh, N didn't tell me his ‘partner' was the girl he met on the first day.” She side eyed N, a smirk growing on her face as she turned to him.

“You didn't lie to mom to go on a date did you little bro~?” She teased, earning a squeek as N turned an impressive shade of cherry red, something that seemed to also spread to Uzi, as she looked down to hide her own fluster.

It wasn't a date! It was an exhibition to gather data! No romantic undertones at all! Nothing romantic about hunting for ghosts!

“Tessa!” N seethed, being the first time Uzi had seen him look genuinely upset since she'd known him. “Its-Its not a date! And I didn't lie! She is my project partner!” He defended, fidgeting his hands.

“Riiiight, alrighty then. It's nice to meet you too Uzi, N was right, you are very pretty.” Tessa winked at her, and Uzi felt whatever oxygen she had escape in a tiny gasp as N looked like he was about to perish on the spot.

“I'll be back at ten sharp. Have fun you two!” Tessa waved them off, chuckling to herself at the way she embarrassed her younger brother before hopping back in the car. N was still stuck ramrod straight, face redder then beetroot.

There was a moment of very tense silence, before N cleared his throat, trying to calm down a little.

“Ah-uh… don't mind her, she likes to embarrass me…” He explained, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly, smiling like a fool.

Uzi gave a half-laugh. “I-Its okay. She's your older sister, it's kinda her job right?” Her hands gripping onto the bottom fluff of her jacket as she also tried to coax the heat from her face.

Right. She just likes to embarrass him. He probably never said that about her…

“You are- you are though.” He murmured, looking down at his own feet to avoid looking anywhere near her.

Well that certainly didn't help calm her fluster.

“Oh… thank you?” She managed to get out before she had to look away, a dumb, smiley look on her face. She still didn't know how to take compliments, and this one made her heart feel all fluttery… for some reason.

“You have petals in your hair.” N said after a moment of awkwardly walking back to the bench she was at before. Pointing at the pink petals caught in her beanie and purple locks.

“Huh? Agh! Come on!” She shook her head and huffed, watching as a few petals floated down around her, crossing her arms.

“Uh… there's still… here.” He suddenly stepped incredibly close, hand brushing through her hair as he fished for the final stubborn flower, she almost wanted to yell at him for invading her personal space, instead all she could do was squeak and watch his arm like a mouse watching a cat.

The moment was over quickly. N pulling back with an intact pink flower in his hand, he was beaming, letting the flower float out of his hand and onto the ground gently.

“There! It really wanted to stay with you!” He giggled, fidgeting with his hands again.

Uzi blinked. Before figuratively slapping herself. Pulling herself put of whatever weird headspace she'd just fallen into and clearing her throat.

“T-thanks. Uh, you wanna start walking? The forest is thata-way.” She pointed forward through the park, past the fenced in area of it's well trimmed confines, the forest grew thick and untamed.

“Yeah! Let's go, I love doing anything!”

Next->

[twst-drabbles]

Malleus 14

Summary: It's winter and you're in the mood for burning stuff with Silver's pet Malleus.

(Fun fact, I used to set fire to stuff all the time when I was but a wee kiddo. I grew out of it. Now I just like to watch the fireplace burn wood.)

Malleus was like you own little mini flamethrower when winter comes with it's snow white embrace. For whatever reason, it seems Silver and the rest of the pets get a little antsy during this time of year, probably overwhelmed by the near pure silence of the part of woods they lives in.

They're so used to living with nature's noises that it has become a habit to basically camp up with you until the end of winter. Or at least until the animals start waking up once more for their usual activities.

All this to say that you like to goof off with Malleus by indulging in a hobby that you used to scare Crowley all the time with: burning stuff.

Not burning houses or causing any sustainable damage, you just make a nice fire pit in a patch of dirt in the backyard, put in some fuel and let Malleus blow green flames right into it.

"Hoho," you laughed as you watch old papers burn, real satisfied with how fast the flames took them, "Oh that's nice. Anything you want to throw in there, Hornton?"

You know his name but eh, you like being silly. Hornton, snuggled deeply into your puffy sleeves, poked out his head before retreating inside as soon as a snowflake landed on his nose. You can only see his horns resting on your wrist and an outline of his wings fluttering underneath your clothing.

"Yeah, I guess it is a bit too cold, huh?"

You heard a huff, but Malleus crawled out in his all his green teddy bear onesie glory. He kept his wings as close to his body as possible as he sat on your wrist. He peeked out at you, visibly brightened at the sight of you with his weird, almost too-wide smile, before pointing to a cardboard box that was once filled with mosquito nets.

"Alrighty," you said and kicked the box into the pit. But the fire didn't catch. It was snuffed out by the wind instead. "Uh-oh. Hornton, mind doing the honors?"

You're pretty sure Silver would be judging you if he saw you and Malleus doing this. Well, actually probably not. More that he'd give a gentle warning but it would feel like he's judging you in some way. Whether that's true or not, you don't want to ponder on that, so you like to burn things when no one is watching.

Well, no one except Malleus.

Malleus crawled back into your sleeve legs first until only his mouth was poking out. He opened up and you aimed at the pit like he was an arm canon. Malleus let loose a powerful torrent of green fire. It covered the entire pit and lit up the box no problem.

When he stopped, you can see his cheeks visibly flushed underneath that smattering of scales on his face. Even his eyes are starting to flutter close.

"Feeling sleepy, little guy?"

A little whiny chap of a noise, soft and quick.

You pulled your sleeve over him.

"Alright, get some sleep then."

You're satisfied with this for now. You can burn everything else tomorrow.

[ostrichmonkey-games]

FitD Settings and Unnamed Furry Crime Game and You

Alrighty, as promised, time to talk about Setting Stuff.

This is a post both about what the setting for (the still!) Unnamed Furry Crime Game is going to generally be like, and also a bit about settings in Forged in the Dark games in general. 

Okay so, let’s define Forged in the Dark games as ttrpgs that cover Blades in the Dark and any game that uses the same general engine and setup. Blades is the progenitor, and a lot of FitD stick relatively close to its formula (but not all, there’s plenty of room to poke around and rearrange things), and one of the more important elements, I think, is the “powder keg sandbox” setup.

In Blades, the players are underdog criminals doing underdog criminal things like causing problems on purpose. Those problems cascade, intersecting with the different factions/characters present in the setting, and usually then creating more and more problems for the players to deal with. That’s the powder keg sandbox — a relatively open setting, filled with kindling (factions/characters with conflicting and interesting goals and motivations), and then the players are dropped in the middle of it, and positioned in a way that no matter they do, they are going to be conflicting with at least some of those characters/factions, thereby igniting the kindling and making the whole thing explode in a blaze of fun. It’s great.  

So, in short, the purpose of a setting in a FitD game is to create that powder keg sandbox. It has to be filled with interesting characters/factions that are both compelling (to encourage players to interact with them) and conflicting with each other and players (so that when players interact with them, explosions happen!), while still providing enough purposeful space so that there’s room to be flexible as players start interacting with everything and changing the world around them. A good sandbox has plenty of room to play and dig around in, and then to make it a powder keg, just bury some sticks of dynamite in there and hand the players a bunch of lit matches. Boom.  

Now let’s talk about Unnamed Furry Crime Game (UFCG because I’m done typing all that out and I don’t want to think about coming up with an actual title right now). I don’t mind wearing my influences on my sleeves, and the biggest one here is Lackadaisy. I mean, the whole concept of the game was sparked when the animated pilot first released and I did a reread of the webcomic (pretty sure I first found it around 2009, which is wild to think about), and what’s more fun than a bunch of anthropomorphic animals doing crime things in a period setting? So, the initial spark for the game was Prohibition era Crime Time, but with furries (not just limited to cats, as a way to distance the game more from the initial inspiration and also because it’s fun). However, this was never going to be a purely historical game, it was (and still is!) going to be set in a fictional city in a fictional world — so more historically inspired than truly set. 

This was done to free myself from doing too much research (there’s still necessary research though), and also to give myself more creative freedom. From there, the premise started to turn into “What if the Prohibition hadn’t ended? What would that look like?”. And that’s still part of the core premise. So I guess, it’s a speculative alternate fictional history thing?

Freed from any truly historical restraints, I started tossing in other extras that could be fun. Like, what if airships/dirigibles were still in major use? Yeah, let's go for it. What if the city the game takes place in draws from classic Hollywood and noir? Yeah, let’s go for it (also at this time I had watched Babylon, which, not going to say was good, but the vibes are fun). What if I also pulled aesthetically from Gotham, specifically the Batman: The Animated Series version? Yes! Now we’ve got a setting of glitz and glamor and shady hard-boiled grit. Which is a great setup for Crime Time. 

Being less historically strict, also gives me more room for exaggeration and over-the-top-ness. I want UFCG to be characterful. I want there to be an emphasis on larger-than-life elements, both player characters and all the factions and NPCs. Especially in the case of the factions/NPCs, they need to be chunky and discrete blocks that are easy to instantly grab onto and pick up and play with. This loops back to filling your sandbox with cool things, and if the sandbox itself is cool, then that’s going to rub off on the stuff buried in the sand. More exaggerated components make for more flammable kindling. 

This is another reason having just a singular city-setting tends to work well for a FitD sandbox powder keg — a city is just naturally densely packed with stuff (now, the hard work will be writing all that stuff, but I’ll get to that bridge eventually). In a densely packed space, it’s also very easy to make everything connected to each other. Which means it’s going to be very difficult for players to make a move without impacting someone or something else! Again, boom. 

So then, why furries? Well like I already said, it’s fun. That in and of itself is enough reason, but also, I think it creates a useful level of abstraction that makes creating exaggerated characterful characters more easily. It’s easier to be a little more goofy without breaking things when you have a bunch of animal people running around. 

That’s the general gist and thought process behind the setting I’m assembling. There’s still most of it to actually write, but you do need a fun concept to make a fun setting, so it’ll get done as it needs to get done. 

I am still a little unsure of what I want to do for something weirder within the setting. Should magic be real? There’s plenty going on that it doesn’t feel super necessary. Or, what if magic is not real, but that doesn’t stop the existence of various occult-y factions/organizations from springing up, and maybe they think magic is real (or even leave it ambiguous). On the opposite end of the spectrum, what if I tossed in some dashes of retro-future-y superscience? Atomic Robo style maybe. Basically, I’m still exploring what the line is for pushing things too far. 

With all of that said, what is the text of the game going to provide in terms of setting? What I’m picturing is probably pretty similar to Blades, but maybe with less overall exposition and pulling the most useful setting-building stuff from various N/OSR stuff I like. You can convey a lot of setting information in relatively compact ways that also double as tools to use at the table (i.e. random tables, my best friends). The city will have various breakdowns on districts, notable locations, individuals, etc etc. Factions will have clear goals, conflicting with each other so as to create a web of Problems. Plenty of little miscellaneous details on “life in the city” to function as small nuggets of information and flavor. 

The hardest part will be striking the correct balance of information. You’ll need enough to feel comfortable playing in the setting, but not too much that it starts to feel like homework to run it. Figuring out what’s the correct amount of sand and all that. 

[miimo96]

Thoughts on TBHK Chapter 116

Well it looks like once again nobody reminded Me that a New chapter was out, First Things 1st I absolutely ADORE this Cover Card and judging from it, it looks like we may be focusing on yashiro again but considering how last Chapter's was misleading, I'm willing to bet otherwise and that we may be actually picking up from where we left off with baby Tsukasa and if This is really him, or just the Entity wearing his face; Other than that the Colors for this Cover are really Beautiful and I really love the font style they choose for this 1, even tho I still perfer the other one we got last chapter, man Summer's edition Really is looking like to be the Best ^^

Ah already with the creepynes I see, alrighty then I mean I guess Aside from this Gorgeous piece of artwork, I gotta have this thing Stare at me now huh, didnt expect Nightmare fuel to be on my To do list today, and in the beginning of chapter no less, Ok Wow aidairo Thanks looks like I'm not getting any sleep tonight ^^; Also is it jsut me or is it that everytime we get a Chapter for these 3, Something ALWAYS goes wrong, and ends Tragically in some way, because If that's the case then I'm really scared now, because i don't want anything Bad to happen, *sigh* I just hope aidairo goes easy on us and does nothing Too Major 🤞

Alright Ngl Kou came in clutch just now, 1st off mitsuba Why the hell would you even try listening to that thing, I mean you Literally just Saw that it isn't human, due the gapping HOLE it had in its face, plus didn't kou literally just explained to you that most Supernaturals are Dangerous, so why would the hell you even bother🤦‍♂️ Also is it me or is anyone elese getting odd vibes of Nanika from HXH from this Thing, because the fact that you literally have to obey his commands in oder to receive something in return is heavily reminding me of Nanikas powers from Hunter x Hunter

So If you weren't convicted before that this isn't Tsukasa but is just a lifeless husk, then you're sure as heck are Now because the fact that thing literally talked like how it did in the Red house arc, all but confirmed it for me, because evertime I see that style of text bubbles in the series, I Know for a fact that it's from that THING in someway, Also the fact that kou Literally just punched a child with No hesitation is hilarious to me🤣🤣🤣

Question: what is wrong with aidairo? Like I really feel like they wake up in the morning and go "*sigh*...... So How we gonna torment our readers today? ^^" Also it may just be me overthinking but the way he touched Kou's hand kinda reminded me of what happened with Aoi and her hand after being in the far shore, which makes me even more curious about this Entity...

Oh Well Nvm i guess, it looks like I was absolutely right about it being similar to Aoi's situation Lol, also I really Love how kou is completely nonchalant about this whole situation and is just unphased by his hand completely turning, i mean the way he just assesses everything and describes the situation really just shows how much experience he has in this timeline, I gotta say I love it ^^

Wait so that's what happened to the girls who summoned him? I just thought he made them disappear or turned them into sacrifices for the Entity, you're telling me He did That to them!? Oh nah this thing is Sick

It's just Hilarious to know that no matter what timeline they're in, Mitsuba will always hate Kou's earing 🤣🤣

Till this day Kou Still continues to prove to me why he is the Best character, like the dude was literally willing to be a Decoy in order for mitsuba to escape, While he lures away Tsukasa, like this probably the 2nd time I've said this but I Really love his character, especially when he does stuff like this, also I find it really strange that Tsukasa called out Hanako's name, even tho this isn't Tsukasa, but just a lifeless husk, So I'm really interested to know what direction they're talking with this, Because if this IS Tsukasa, then would that mean he still has some control, and isn't just a Puppet like before? hmmmmm 🤔(pending thoughts)

I really find it interesting that we get some information regarding yorishiro's, because up until this point, we've only just been given the understanding that they represent the item that the spirits cherish, and that by creating or destroying 1, you're able to lose control over the boundary that you inhabit, So seeing the actual process behind what goes into making or Qualifies as 1, is just Really interesting to me

Oh, well that's terrifying

Man I feel so bad for Mitsuba , like he's literally the only character that has probably gone through the most shit In this series and it's SO painful to me because C'mon cut the dude a break already, like it's already Bad enough that in the original timeline he was already dead, then he was turned into a doppelganger of himself, then he was dealing with his own issues regarding his identity crisis, and then he wanted his best friend/ boyfriend to kill him, So in the new timeline I was hoping that maybe he could finally get cut some slack, and maybe just maybe Not go through some shit, but alas, I guess not, Sry mitsuba, but maybe 1 day you'll have your chance to Shine tho😅😅

Awesome mitsuba finally get a Dub for once, even more Awesome the Students were able turn back to normal, should be a win right? So then why do I get the feeling something bad happened? Because that was Wayy too easy 😥

Omg please Don't tell me something Bad happened to Kou, Omg aidairo please Don't I'm begiging you, Kou is literally the Best character Please Don't this, No no no no 😰😰😰😰

NOOOO!!! 😭😭😭😭 Aidairo Why must you do this to Me!!! Damn it 1st JJK now this WHY!! actually Wait a minute, so if it can just move 1 body to a New one, then what does mean for Tsukasa, did he really just go back to normal, or is he just a lifeless husk lying in the hallway right now

1st off this looks Straight up Terrifying, Second of all PLEASE STOP THIS Aidairo I'm begiging you PLEASE, it looks like mitsuba is going to have to resort to Killing him if this continues, So begging you Lord please somebody Stop Him, I don't wanna see this character Die Please!!! Anybody

YES!!! I mean As much as I Hate this character I'm So happy that he's here right Now, THANK YOU GOD!!

This just made him go up a scale as 1 of my favorite characters Now thank you lord for sending us Teru because idk if was gonna be able to continue reading after this, That scene was Just Wow, I was literally scared for a second there, Omg Please Stop playing with my emotions Aidairo sensei please, I don't think I can take much more of this

Ok So it looks like I was Right about this being Not the same Tsukasa, because like i said before judging from the way he was talking, it really reminded me of the way it was in the red house, Especially from the way it was talking, Also could you please Stop beating on Kou for 1 second mitsuba, like i get that you love him and all and that were probably worried about having to Kill him, but for crying out loud the guy just got Shot by lightning for christ sake, so you could at least go easy on him, Second of all wait you're telling me that this Thing isn't even Dead after that and was just only weakened, Jesus how many more Chapters Do I gotta suffer with that Thing Before that THING is FINALLY Dead, Also i guess that pretty much Answers what I've been saying this entire time, That No matter what Timeline you make or whatever Strings you pull, it's pretty much inevitable that Tsukasa or eventually somebody will be the host for that thing, and judging from the way this chapter ended, it Looks like we might be in for something BIG Next chapter, especially now with that Thing on the Loose, idk whats about to happen, but I can guarantee you that I will be here to cover it, man this is really starting to feel like the final arc, and gotta say If it is I'm Not ready, but if this Truly is the end, then It's been sure 1 hell of a ride

[deedah]

I'm SOOO SORRY FOR NOT CHECKING UP ON YOU OR TALKING TO YOU! But may I please request! Thad meeting Roxy's parents?

(Not evil/clone Rex, the real one the good one-)

You can do this idea if you want! ↓↤

How Thad met them is that Roxy invited him over when her parents weren't home, and a small little make out session ruined because he parents came home!

[ FnFcLOAD//: Thad_POV ]

“Are you sure we’ll be ok..?” Thad asked as Roxy plumped onto her bed.

“Yes we’ll be fine! Plus, why not now when I already shooed F, JC and S away from our sleepover?” Roxy said as she sat back up to face the green eyed worker in the eyes.

“But-“ Thad got cut off.

“We’re doing it.” Roxy said plainly as she used her Solver to pick up Thad.

After Roxy and her crew crash landed onto Copper-9 from their home planet after fighting Cyn, Roxy had been if-y about using her Solver, but after they found out that Cyn was defeated by Uzi, she got more confident and started to use it again.

Thad was now floating in the middle of the air as Roxy pinned his arms to his sides.

Thad was then pulled onto the bed as Roxy let go of him.

“Now let’s get dirty..”

 * commence immoral make out session (lol) *

As they went in for a kiss, Roxy’s door flung wide open.

“Hey Bear! Wear ho-!” Roxy’s dad cut off as he saw Thad.

Roxy and Thad immediately jumped off each other and stood with their hands behind their backs, thankfully they stayed dressed.

“O-oh! Mom dad.. your back early!” Roxy said with a slight awkward laugh. “We we’re definitely not having an immoral make out session right then, not at all!!” Roxy said as she bumped Thad with her arm as he gave her parents a thumbs up.

“Alrighty then!” Roxy’s dad said as her mother grumbled and dug at her face with her fingertips.

“ W-well.. anyway! Mom, dad, this is Thad.. my uh-“ Roxy got cut off.

“One of her many friends beside the Disassembly Drones!” Thad said as he walked up and shook hands with them both.

“Oh! You mean the strange drones that work for the WDF!” Roxy’s mom said as she put a hand to her mouth and started to laugh a bit. “My my! Rex used to work for them a while ago before he got seriously injured and resigned. Glad to know that this generation is keeping the order!”

“Uh..” Thad said as he started to mess with his fingertips “we actually changed the name now. It’s now called the DRDF, Drone Rescue and Defence Force.”

“THATS SUCK A COOL NAME!” Roxy’s mother yelled a bit to loudly.

“Roxxane..” Roxy’s dad said to her as he walked up to Thad and took his hands.

He leaned into Thad’s hearing sensor as he whispered, “I approve, by the way.. maybe not so much Roxxane..”

Rex backed up as he held his wife’s hands. They turned around to leave as they saw a dissassembly drone looking down on them.

“Oh F?” Thad said as the parents looked at him. He also just noticed how F was only like a little more that a head taller than the worker drones. F had a strange ‘condition’, where her eyes were half burgundy red and it gradient-ed yellow on the bottom. She thinks that her eyes are like that because of her being one of the youngest Murder Drones, meaning a newer model plus bugs in her code.

“What’s wrong?” He asked

F crossed her covered arms and said, “We’ve caught walkie-talkie singles and their asking for help.

“Me and N are flying a pod with JC, Uzi, and V joining us. And Roxy,” F started to address the heterochromia worker, “S wants you to stay behind with her as y’all get the medical treatments together to help these drones.” F said with her country accent as she fixed her pilot hat, with a bow in the back, and told Thad to follow her through hand motions as she walked out.

“Well, since you kids have a job to do,” Roxxane said, “we’ll be on our way.” They walked up to Roxy and gave her both forehead kisses before they waved goodbye.

Once gone, Thad and Roxy stayed in complete silence for a while as Roxy finally spoke up.

“Well.. at least they didn’t see the worst of it..?” She said as she shrugged.

“Heh.. yeah I guess..” Thad agreed.

“By the way.. what did my dad tell you?” Roxy asked

“Oh! He said-“ Thad got cut off by a loud voice from outside of their apartment.

“THAD GET YOUR FLAT BUTT OUT HERE BEFORE I TEAR OFF AN ARM AND EAT IT!” F yelled at the top of her lungs.

Both Roxy and Thad jumped to the sound of F’s voice as Thad subconsciously started to walk.

“I uh.. will tell you when I get back..!” He whipped out the door but popped back in to say one last thing, “BYE!” 

he waved before he started to run towards the space pod with the others standing around it.

[ask-builderman]

".. Buildy? Are you.. Okay? " "do you need another batch of ice cream..?" ".. And.. Is that.. Hatred?" "wait.. I thought you both were the same person" "guess I was.. Wrong.... I think" "how are you..?" "yes.. I'm fine.. I hope you're okay! I'm just here.. Chilling in my little headspace as usual! I can take a picture!"

[they took a picture of their own location.. Simply cuz they want to]

[what a cute place! And.. Paula in color? That's adorable-]

[.. What's that in the background..]

[.. Looks like they noticed it..they tried to cover it up]

[.. It's back now.. The background is more.. Winky... What was that back there anyway.. And.. Paula's smiling.. Nervously]

"I hope you didn't notice! But everything is fine! If ya need anything, you can talk to me!"

"and if you're hungry.. I can bake you some apple pie or some brownies if you want..! +

"Gonna go question through question on this one--"

"I'm doing quite fine. I don't need more icecream but more would be nice. Yes it is Hatred, and we are technically the same entity. That's also fine if you stick around there!"

(/ooc I forgot if the color was pink or green for paula)

"Also I'm gonna be nice and not acknowledge whatever that was in the background, so alrighty then!"

"You also don't have to worry about baking anything, but that's up to you!"