#and im trying to b kind and roll with the punches but its so hard

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[runa-falls]

Ok so I've been playing with Mel's Mafia Jake AI and it got me thinking about what Miguel would be like for some reason??? Dude's half Irish so like, maybe he's a boss in the Irish mob. Maybe he took over for his dad and he kind of hates it (has always hated it) but there's really nothing else for him so what can be do? So he goes about his life, about his business, runs his side of things well. He's lonely at the top but he ignores it, doesn't think anyone else would understand the pressure that's on him...

Until he meets you.

It's some celebration (maybe St. Patrick's Day or something idk) and he sees you across the room/bar/whatever and you lock eyes and have A Moment™️ and he decides he has to talk to you. So he does and you hit it off from the get go. You're smart, witty, funny, sexy...just the whole package. He's basically in love, okay?

Then a boss (maybe a rival heheee 👀) from another city or section (or whatever idk how they divide the city up tbh lmao maybe I should've done more research 😭) comes up and he finds out: you're his wife/girlfriend and it's just like a punch in the gut for him. He's devastated. He's never ever wanted anything anyone else had that he couldn't take...until you. Youre kinda bummed too, you really enjoyed the time you spent with Miguel, and you (honestly) aren't a huge fan of your husband/boyfriend (maybe he's an idiot or just a dick idk).

But you guys keep running into each other, and the feelings between you keep growing, until the tension breaks and you hook up with him at another get together (he takes you against a wall, fast and hard, his hand over your mouth because you're moaning as he pushes inside, the stretch of him divine and he buries his face in your neck, his cock spearing in and out of your wet heat in sloppy, hard thrusts. You're both coming in minutes, his spend dripping out of you and down your legs. The sight is almost enough to make him take you again).

After, you both say it was a mistake, that you can't do this again, it won't end well. But neither of you can help it, sneaking off to meet up in random places so no one catches you (except that one time it happened in your bed 🫢). And and and.... yeah. 🫣

I'M SO. SORRY SO MUCH HAS HAPPENED TODAY

OK FIRST, EVERYONE CHECK OUT THIS FAN ART BY @darkfoxkirin -- the mafia!mig of MY DREAMS

PLS WHITNEY:

Maybe he took over for his dad and he kind of hates it (has always hated it) but there's really nothing else for him so what can be do? -> i could literally imagine him sitting on a throne, bored as fuck like 😒 damn this SUCKS lolll

He's lonely at the top -> PLEASE THIS IS GIVING THE MAN WHO HAS EVERYTHING BUT IT'S STILL NOT ENOUGH -- I NEED HIM AHH

you lock eyes and have A Moment™️ and he decides he has to talk to you. -> the moment™️ KILLS ME LOLL, but YES a love or lust at first sight (spoiler, its both). not only does he need to talk to you, he needs you.

But you guys keep running into each other...-> HEY THIS WHOLE PARAGRAPPH, YOU DIDN'T NEED TO DO ME LIKE THAT 0-0, IM MELTING BRUV -- AND THEY KEEP MEETING 🫠

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ok so imagine that he's getting pressured to marry someone because as the boss, he's expected to have an heir to keep the business in the family.

he agrees to meet up with some aristocratic women just to get his advisors off his ass. it's not like he's taking them home or anything, he's merely meeting them at one of the clubs he owns or getting some dinner.

of course, during one of these 'dates' he bumps into you and your husband.

looks like he's not the only one trying to keep a low profile during the affair.

even though your two gangs are rivals, your husband politely greets miguel (though anyone within a 5 mile radius can hear the venom that simmers below his words).

"Mr. O'Hara, what a surprise to see you here..." you roll your eyes at the dick measuring contest. men can be so --

"Likewise."

miguel doesn't even look at him, barely even acknowledges his existence with his murmured reply. he's too busy looking at you in your pretty dress and the necklace that sits against your chest. he gave you it a few weeks ago, the last time he could get you alone.

he tries to catch your eye but you're not looking back at him, you're looking at the girl who clings to his arm.

both of you barely register that your husband is still talking, eyes devouring the woman who's clearly confused by the tension in the restaurant.

"...and who is this lovely thing?"

"this? oh, this is m..." damn, he forgot. SHIT, he literally just read her file in the car before picking her up. this may not be a real date, but he's not a dick!

she saves him the embarrassment, "I'm Melissa, nice to meet you." she offers a hand, expecting a handshake, but your husband takes it for a kiss. gross. even melissa look weirded out.

"So you're finally out in the field again?"

miguel looks at you warily, but you've been avoiding his eyes during this whole interaction.

"You could say that."

"Good for you." your husband reaches out and holds your hands in his from across the small round table, "It's about time us bachelors settle down."

miguel's jaw clenches, watching how uncomfortable you are being touched by him. "Sure. Look it was great catching up, but me and Melinda have a table waiting."

[xgryffinwhore]

september nights

request:  i was wondering if you could write another soft bill smut? i don’t really have a specific plot in mind, we’re just really lacking content on tumblr rn :( in some really precarious place where they don’t want to get caught

warnings: soft smut, like i mean very soft.

word count: 2118

before your lips met bill denbrough’s, love was always, to say the least, a conundrum. lets be real for second, boys wasted your time, and you let them. only the cute ones of course. you are a hopeless romantic, drunk off of molly ringwald and john travolta films. you wanted any relationship you had to be just like the movies.

through your heart breaks, your best friends stood by you, your losers. eddie, richie, bev, stan, ben, and bill. for each tear you shed a punch was thrown to the man who caused it, they were protective over you. bill the most though, he always got so defensive when you were in the mix. all throughout middle & high school, bill has had to deal with every guy who even dares to think about breaking your heart.

“its not fair bill” you wailed into your pillow. he stroked your back and hushed you, his eyes welling with tears. “im never fucking good enough for any guy and its so fucking sad!” your complaints being cut off mid sentence by a choked out cry. “y-y/n. all of y-your boyfriend are i-idiots. anyone w-who would d-d-do this to you isnt w-worth your t-time. anyone w-would be the luckiest in the w-world to have y-you in their life” you picked your head up and looked at him with swollen lips and blood shot eyes “there no one out there for me bill, no one.” 

he bit his lip, fighting back any tears dripping from his eyes “they j-just dont see how p-pretty you are. how g-gentle and caring and s-s-sweet, and h-how your face c-can light up any room. theyre f-fucking idiots, and you d-deserve m-more.” you clearly thought he was being nice, because you could take a MOTHER FUCKING GOD DAMN hint, so you replied “i wish there was someone out there like you, for me, that thinks of me the way you do.” 

he furrowed his brows, tossing his head back and running his fingers furiously through his hair. “d-dammit y/n!” he cursed “cant you s-see what ive b-been trying to say? w-w-what ive been t-trying to say f-for the last f-five years!?!” your expression was bewildered, your brain was going a mile a minute trying to figure out what he meant. his frustration got the best of him, he got up and stormed out the door,  feeling embarrassed and stupid for trying to make you understand how he felt.

he was half way out your front door, fuming for his keys lodged deep into his front pocket; when suddenly:

“bill!”

his head turned at the call of his name, “y-y/n please i d-”

smack.

your lips locked with his, he rain pouring heavily outside. bills lips stilled at the contact, but this lasted briefly, he deepened this kiss by pulling you in to his abdomen by your mid back. your bunched the front of his base ball t shirt with your fists, and he did the same but with your hair.

the rest is basically history.

now six months later, and you couldnt have been happier. bill knew how to treat you, nights out twice a week (you always wanted to pay but bill insisted,) holding your hand to and from classes, he let you borrow have his varsity baseball jacket, which smelt just like him and was a little too big for you. 

when he would drop you off and your classes, he would always grab your hand and transfer a tiny piece of paper into your palm. when you got into class to unfold it, it was always a cute little message about his love for you. 

bill had it bad for you, everyone knew that, and you loved every minute of it. he met every and any standard you had, and exceeded your expectations. 

it was september, still warm enough in derry to wear shorts, so you and your friends thought of a last hurrah for the ending of the summery weather.

“camp out, its nearly perfect” Richie exclaimed. eddie rolled his eyes “like youve ever been near anything perfect toizer, do you even know what perfect means?” richie shoved eddie “yeah eddie i actually have. have you seen amanda’s tits?”

 you tuned out richie and eddies bickering as you’re boyfriend cleared his throat. “you g-gonna go?” he said into your ear, “only if you promise to wear bug spray bill, you know how bad-” he cut you off with a kiss, his mouth forming a small smile at how cute you were. “get a room, honestly” stan poked, pda wasn’t his favorite... “at least i h-have something to k-kiss aye s-stannie”

you arrived at the edge of the forest, parking your car at the last parking ish space. you walked toward the sounds of ben and richie fighting, and came to see that richie really went all out. three tents, sticks for a fire, and more snacks than anyone needed. 

you all spent the remanence of the daylight dancing in the light sky, sharing stories, and eating waaaay too many chips. it was dark now, you all huddled in a circle near the fire; making small talk and trying not to admit you were all very tired.

“ok folks, im off to bed” richie yawned “me stan eddie n’ mike will take the green tent, bev and ben in the red.” richie paused and smirked over at you and bill, you were tangled in his limbs, golfed in his navy blue pull over. “and uh- heh- billy boy and y/n in the yellow tent eh?” you could practically feel bills eye roll, god richie was so immature.

“w-we dont have to s-sleep in the s-s-same tent, i c-can ask ben if he’d s-switch” you look up at bill and reassure him “bill no- its not a big deal, right?” he tucks your hair behind your ear and kisses the side of your temple “c-course not.”

you both went into the tent, bill began to unroll the blankets you both had packed tightly into your bags. You both set up your makeshift bed, bill leaned against a pile of pillows while you hugged his side, your face buried in his neck. his smell was absolutely intoxicating; his skin had remanence of his milk and honey body wash, but it was slightly overpowered by wintergreen, clove, and his bourbon cologne. 

you were like this for around an hour, the orange crank-powered lantern being the only source of light. you switch positions though, you now laid your head on his lap, reading a magazine you stole from the hair salon. he watched your eyes scan every letter, when you read something funny you’d huff to yourself, and when something was intresting you stuck your tongue out from between your teeth. he adored you.

“d-dont stay up t-too late” he stroked your hair off your shoulder “we have t-to have you w-well r-r-rested.” you sat up from beside him, as he adjusted the pillows and took off his pull over, then his pants. he got under the covers and waited for you.

“nice donut boxers” you laughed. “s-shut up” he blushed and regreted not changing them when he had the chance. you turned around took off your shirt, you were shy about how you looked, but it was just bill. it was just bill. you heard his breath hitch, his eagerness radiating off his body onto yours. the air became tense as you unzipped your pants and threw them to the corner. you turned around, bills pupils growing until you were completely facing him.

“yeah i know. mine are boring” you laugh nervously, brushing your hair behind your ear and getting under the covers next to him. he didnt respond, he couldnt take his eyes off of you.you began to sit up again “i can go put back on-” “n-no!” he interrupts, his blush taking up his entire face.

“i j-j-just cant b-believe i g-get to see something s-so special” he gulped “s-so b-b-b-beautiful.”

you grabbed him by his shoulders and kissed him, hard. youve been with boys before, i mean youve dated plenty of people. but no one ever called your body special. hot, yeah. nice, yeah. beautiful, sure. but no one ever thought that it was special. 

bill was a kind boy, the most you two have ever done is get each other off with your hands, always clothed. bill never asked to see more, he felt lucky enough just to make you feel good, and that was enough for him. so when you felt the heat of his hands hovering over your body but not touching it, you new you’d have to call the shots tonight.

“bill,” you laid down “just touch me everywhere, please.” he crawled in between your legs, kneeling so that he could lean over your face “m-my pleasure.”

he traced your collar, leaving small, delicate, kisses to make up for what his fingers left behind as they trailed. he kissed the valley between your breasts, licking slow striped down your skin. he picked up your upper back a little and cocked his head to the side, you nodded and he unclipped your bra. he sat their with his mouth open, taking in the view. you blushed and muttered “hey, keep that mouth to good use.” he dipped down and sucked on your nipples, his mouth felt so good against your skin grazed with goosebumps. he was gingerly with his tongue, it was sexy, it was romantic. he kissed down your stomach, his fingers sweeping down your sides. you could see his member pressing against his boxers, the pressure made him wince every once in a while. his fingers met your panties and he hooked them. again, he looked up for permission, you nodded once again. 

he brought your underwear down your legs and off, looking back to see what he had relieved. he licked his lips, getting ready to please you more than he already did. but you felt bad, bill always gave gave and gave. “its ok, im ready right now.” bill looked up at you in shock, he wasnt expecting you’d want to go all the way. “y/n, y-youre sure?” you lean up and kiss his lips, swiping your tongue against his bottom lip “please.”

he pulled down his boxers eagerly, his member sprung out to hit his stomach. he lined up with you, checking once more that it was ok. then he pushed in, bottoming out. he felt bigger than you thought, of course he was well endowed, but he filled you up so well. you mewled, the pain and pleasure making a delicious feeling that made your toes curl.

he waited, but began slowly moving after a bit. he grunted, feeling you wrapped around him was something he’d never be able to get out of his head he thought to himself. he grunted “f-fuck this feels g-good’ he grunted, his breath becoming heavy and full of lust. with every stroke, you felt yourself get more and more lost in the bliss he made you feel. “youre making me feel so good  bill” you moan, the sound of his name coming out of your mouth driving him absolutely crazy. he speeds up, loving the view of your face contorting in pleasure and your body moving with his. 

he couldnt help but feel admiration to you, your hair formed a halo around your head, and the sweat that coated your skin made you glisten in the orange light. “im t-the luckiest in the world” he husks, holding your cheek. 

you felt the knot in your core coming undone, “bill im close” you strain, trying not to be too loud so you dont wake your friends. he moved your leg up to his shoulder, hitting you from a different, deeper angle. his fingers went to your clit, making you bite your had to stop you from screaming. “you l-look so p-pretty y/n, t-taking me s-so well. making y-you feel so good.” “so good bill” you repeat, drunken off his cock and fingers. 

without warning, you came came, your legs spazzing as you moaned “fuck bill” he followed, his hips stuttering, as he cried out into your shoulder. he pulled out and laid next to you, both of you breathing heavily and coming off your highs. 

“y/n” he looked at you “t-that was really j-just wow- thank y-you.” you kissed him, chaste and sweet “that was great yeah?” “it w-was perfect babe. t-thank you f-for t-that. i love you y-y/n.”

“i love you too bill.”

he sat up, his fingers dancing on your inner thigh.

“y/n?”

“yeah?”

“c-can we p-please do t-that again?”

[marvel-sluts]

please don't go.

request: Can I request prompts 3. Please don't go & 16. Enemies to lovers with Tom Holland? 😊 - @palna (sorry it won't let me tag you)

prompt list

pairing: Tom Holland x reader

warnings: swearing, emotional abuse, angst, fluff

summary: you worked with Tom on set and ever since the first day he hated you. one day he overhears a phone call between you and your Dad, making him feel horrible for how he treated you.

a/n: im planning on making a masterlist soon so look out for it! anyway, enjoy lovlies!

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you opened the door to your apartment after a hard day at work. flopping onto the sofa and turning on the TV, not really paying attention to the six o'clock news.

that bloody Holland kid thinks he has the right to make your life a living hell. from the moment you met him he hated you.

you walk into the room flashing a smile to the people in there. you had been chosen to play a part in the new spider man movie. having quite a few successful movies under your belt you were well known.

you went round shaking hands with people, each one of them greeting you with a small smile and a hello. that was until you reached a certain individual.

"hi, I'm y/n" you say holding out you hand.

he looked you up and down with a grimace and looked at your outstretched hand, taking it in his and shaking it roughly.

"Holland, Tom Holland."

the buzz of you phone wakes you from your trance and you looked down to see your best friends name flash on the screen.

you quickly answer the phone and her voice can be heard throughout the room.

"sorry to bother you like this y/n but can we go out tonight? I had a shit day at work and need someone to take my mind off of it." she said.

"you read my mind, where do you want to go?" you ask, relieved to have an excuse to leave the house.

"how about the bar down the road from your house?" she said.

"sure, let me get changed out of my clothes first."

"okay I will be at your house in half an hour." she said hanging up the phone.

you run up the stairs and put on a black skirt and a pink shirt, touching up your makeup from filming and pulling on a pair of boots.

a few minutes later b/f/n (best friends name) rings the doorbell of your apartment and you go to greet her.

you reached the bar and grabbed one of the only remaining tables.

"so, what made your day so shitty?" you asked taking a sip of your gin.

"just my dickhead of a manager. he has given me about 5 projects and is expecting them all done by next week." she sighs rolling her eyes at you.

you snort into your drink "like your gonna get all of that done in such a short amount of time." you say.

"I know right. anyway whats going on with you?" she asked, knowing something was up. "is it that Holland guy again? I swear to god I will punch his nose in if he's done anything to you." she said, knowing how much he bothers you.

"there is nothing that you can do. he just gets on my nerves. I don't know what his deal is with me." you say.

"what does he do?"

"glares at me alot, won't speak to me unless its to criticise what I'm doing and just overall makes my life miserable." you say with a sigh.

"and you dad...?" b/f/n asked.

"same as usual, he still hates me and continues to tell me how much of a failure I am." you say rolling your eyes. your dad was a dick, you and him had never gotten on.

"I know, you just have to ignore him. he just doesn't see how amazing you are." she said smiling at you.

"I guess..."

after a few hours of talking and forgetting your problems. b/f/n drove you home.

after getting undressed you collapsed on your bed, exhausted. falling asleep within seconds.

******

you woke up with a start and checked your phone. shit. you had slept through your alarm and you were going to be late for filming.

quickly pulling on clothes and fixing your hair and makeup you ran to your car and got to set only 15 minutes late.

"oh here she is, finally decided to show up did you?" came a chastising voice.

you sighed, knowing immediately who it was, choosing to ignore the comment you walked to your trailer.

the hair and makeup team quickly got to work on you, making you look amazing within minutes.

after throwing a quick thanks over your shoulder, you rushed to set and got told what scene they were filming and where to stand.

half an hour later you heard a "and cut, great job guys. go and get read for the next scene."

you quickly checked your script and realised that you were needed for the next scene, opting to go to your trailer and wait to be called.

suddenly your phone rang, making you jump. you picked it up before checking who it was, assuming it was b/f/n.

"oh you've finally decided to stop ignoring my calls have you?"

shit, it was your Dad. "hey dad, and for the record I wasn't ignoring them. I was working."

"yeah, what job again? that acting thing of yours? how many times y/n, thats not a job."

"okay" you whispered quietly, just wanting this to be over.

"your such a worthless bitch you know that? even your Mum thought that before she died. it was probably you who killed her. admit it y/n. you killed her." he said, trying to press your buttons.

"how many times Dad, the doctors said that she died of a heart attack. it wasn't me." you say.

"pfft, your just covering for yourself. how about you buy me a new house to make up for it?"

"Dad, I just bought you a new house, and a new car. surely you can't need anything bigger." you say, knowing he is just using you but feeling guilty for saying no nevertheless.

"well I want new house, maybe somewhere by the sea. or some big mansion." he said.

"but Dad i was planning on giving some of that money to charity and the rest was going to s/n (siblings name) school fund. so that they can go to a good school."

"fuck s/n, I want a new house. and if you don't then you really would be as fucking annoying as your mother. your no good for anything." he said, hanging up the phone.

a tear trickled down your face. you should have known all he wanted was a new house, new car. why not get a new fucking kid while he's at it. you bought him a new car last month and a new house the month before that, surely he doesn't need another one.

a knock was heard on the door of the trailer that you had accidentally left open. you spun around to see Tom, worry etched across his face. he walked into your trailer.

"hey y/n, are you okay?" he asked, putting a hand on your arm.

"get off of me" you say, shrugging him off. "why would you care anyway, you've had this grudge against me ever since I started here."

Tom's face fell. "I'm sorry y/n I didnt mean to treat you like that."

"then what did you mean to treat me like because it was pretty damn obvious that you hated me. everyone saw it." you said.

"it wasn't you." he said looking down shamefully.

"look if this is about what you overheard with my Dad, don't worry about it. don't tell anyone and continue treating me like shit." you say, turning away from him again.

"no y/n what I overheard made me feel really guilty for treating you how I did. what I did was wrong and it wasn't your fault for how I treated you." he said, grabbing you and forcing you to look at him.

"then why did you do that to me?" you asked, confused.

"just before we started filming me and my girlfriend had broken up, she was toxic and would hit me and scream at me." he said, tears clouding his vision. "the day we started filming was the day I ended it with her, so I wasn't in the best mood. but when you walked in I could of sworn it was her. your hair and eyes are similar but your face is completely different."

"so from a distance I looked like her?" you asked, beginning to put the peices together in your head.

"yes. you had such a kind personality, always caring about others and everyone else loved you. but I couldn't get it out of my head. I guess that's why I treated you so badly, because you looked so much like her."

"Tom you could have just said something, I would have understood." you say, looking at him.

"I know I'm sorry." he said. "how are you, what happened with your Dad?" he asked.

"he keeps asking for new stuff, I just bought him a new house but he wants another one, and he wants a new car when he has the newest model. but at the same time he's always telling me how worthless and stupid I am, and how this acting thing isn't a proper job." you say, "maybe I'm just being selfish."

"no y/n, your not being selfish. I heard what you wanted to put that money towards instead of buying him stuff that he doesn't need. a selfish person wouldn't give to charity and help with paying for s/n schooling."

"are you sure?" you asked, doubt seeping in.

"very sure." he said, "is there anything you need, I could say that you are ill or something, give you some time to think over what happened with your Dad?"

"no I'm okay." you say.

"how about you come round to mine after work, we could talk everything out."

"yeah okay, I'd like that."

******

after filming was over, you drove over to Tom's apartment. he answered the door quickly and let you in.

you sat down on his sofa and admired the little things he had "borrowed" from the sets of different movies.

"do you want a drink?" he called from the kitchen.

"can I have a f/d (favourite drink) please?" you call back.

"sure."

he came back in with your drink and a coke for him.

"look about what happened today with my Dad, I never meant for you to overhear that and I would appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone." you say, looking down at your drink.

"your secrets safe with me, and if you don't mind me saying. your Dad is a bit of a dick." he said, smiling kindly at you.

"tell me about it." you laughed. "he's been like that ever since I can remember, he's always favoured my siblings over me." you say bitterly.

"well don't tell them but I prefer you." Tom said, trying to cheer you up a bit. "and I'm glad I overheard that conversation, because it made me think about I had treated you. and I'm starting to think that there was maybe another reason I didn't like you." he said sheepishly.

"and whats that?" you ask.

"I kind of liked you. I still do. after what happened with my last relationship I was scared I guess but I don't want to fuck anything up. I really like you y/n, I never meant to treat you like I did but I was pushing you away so that I didn't fall further than I already have." he said, blushing furiously.

"well Tom, maybe I like you too. thats why it hurt so much when you were horrible to me." you say. "do you just like me because I look like her?"

"no no no, that's not it at all. I like you because you have this sort of aura around you, people love you and your so nice to people." he said. "I like you because of your personality, the fact that you look slightly like a toxic ex has nothing to do with it." he added as an afterthought.

"aura?" you asked, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion.

"yeah, people sort of want to protect the innocence you radiate. your aura makes everyone love you and it's how your smile brightens up a room and how you look when the sunlight hits your features." he said, gently placing his hand on your cheek, forcing you to look up at him.

"I'm sorry for how I treated you, and it's my fault, but maybe we can start again?" he asked.

"okay." you say smiling up at him. before pulling away from his hand and sticking out your own. "y/n y/l/n, nice to meet you." you say.

"Tom Holland, pleasure." he said shaking your hand.

you turned around as the shrill sound of your phone broke the brief silence, checking the called ID this time you saw Dad appear on the screen. you look over at Tom in fear, showing him the screen.

"answer him y/n, maybe he wants to apologise. and I'll be right here with you" Tom said, flashing you a reassuring smile.

"okay" you said picking up the phone and putting it on speaker so that Tom could hear better. motioning to him to be quiet, him nodding in response.

"hi Dad." the fear in your voice evident.

"how's the new house you were going to buy me coming along? don't forget I want a big one." he said.

"actually Dad, I've thought about it and I just bought you a new car and house. the money is going towards s/n schooling and charity. I don’t think that you need anything else." you say, smiling weakly at Tom who gave you a thumbs up. egging you on.

"I don't care what you think, I'm your parent and you should listen to me. you are such a selfish bitch I don't even know why I bothered with you." he spat down the phone. "you are just a waste of space and I don't know how you made all of this money, who would ever want to employ you?"

"Dad you're not guilt tripping me into buying anything for you like you did last time. I'm not doing it." you say, tears beginning to cloud your vision. Tom noticed this and put his hand on your leg gently. in order to calm you down.

"you're such a fucking bitch. I never want to see or hear you again." he spat, hanging up.

as soon as he had hung up the phone, tears started falling down your face. Tom reached up and wiped away some of your tears before pulling you into his chest.

"hey hey hey, it's okay calm down." he said kissing your forehead and pulling you back into his arms.

"he hates me and its all my fault." you choke out before collapsing into tears again.

"its not your fault, your Dad is just being selfish and is only using you for your money. don't listen to him." he said, stroking your hair to comfort you.

"do you want me to go and get you something? ice cream maybe?" Tom asked.

"no, please don't go. I need you." you say.

"okay, I'm right here love. don't worry I'm not going anywhere." he said.

eventually you fell asleep, with his arms around you and your head on his chest. before Tom drifted off he kissed your temple and whispered "I'm so sorry y/n, I love you."

[bokutosbestie2]

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

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The room grew silent after I smacked the boy. Kenma pulled my shoulder back as I waited for the boy to respond. " You little b- " He said as he holds his face with one hand. All of a sudden he was running towards me but Kenma grabbed his arm. " Touch her I dare you. " Kenma said seriously As the two boys, we glaring each other down Oikawa and the others came to see what was happening. As I stood there hiding behind Kenma. Akashi, Suga, Kuroo, and Bokuto moved in front of me. " Ok cat boy...what are you gonna do hit me too, " the blonde boy said with a grin. " Atsumu! Stop let it go " a boy who looked like him said. " No OSUMU no one touches me especially their kind. They disgust me with their filthy animals. " Atsumu said Once he finishes speaking Astumu threw a punch at Kenma. Which causes Kenma to let go of his wrist. " Now you have done it. " Kuroo said as he was ready to hit Atsumu. " AH, KENMA ARE YOU OK? " I yelled at him as I saw his check bleeding. " Yea I'm fine," he said in a monotone voice. " BS HE JUST HIT YOU, " Kuroo said Kuroo went up to Atsumu out of frustration " Touch any of us...  you and your little friends will be sorry " Kuroo said as he holds in his anger. " Shut up! You have no right of talking to me that way. " Atsumu said angrily. " ATSUMU STOP IT! " Oikawa punched him. " Damn WHO SIDE ARE YOU ON? " he yelled " This was ALL your DAMN FAULT YOUR THE ONE who INTERFERED WITH THAT THING. " Oikawa yelled. My heart dropped.. " that thing " I suddenly was angry. " Shittykawa GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! " Iwa said " Oh this just keeps getting better and better.. " Tendou said with a smirk. " Why are you laughing. " I said as the attention was now on me. " You stated this Bs. I saw you whispering something to Atsumu. " I say angrily " Oh Who me? " Tendou said playing dumb. " I don't know what's your problem but cut it out. Actually all of you, this is why we can't get along with one another. " I say yelling at all the monsters. " Bs it's you GUYS, all of you think you're so much better than us. " Atsumu yelled " I'm not wasting my breath on talking to any of you. I hope your happy about ruining every thing. " I said as I stormed out of the ballroom. " Y/N! " Suga said as he chased me down. " Screw this I'm out of here! Come on Guys!" Kuroo said Kenma, Akashi, and Bokuto followed him out the door.

As I walked out tears began to fall. Why I'm I crying? Was I crying the fact Oikawa called me " that thing ".

I was lost in thought until Suga taps on my shoulder. " What's wrong? Why are you crying?! " he said worriedly. At first, I was hesitant to tell him it was because Oikawa called me " that thing", but I decided to tell him. " Well remember when  Oikawa called me " that thing ". I said " YEA THAT WAS A TOTAL JERK MOVE! I THOUGHT YALL WERE DATING? " Suga said in shock. " NO! WE ARENT DATING " " Then WHY are YOU CRYING? If you " Don't like him " you shouldn't be crying. " he said as he raises an eyebrow. " I mean, I do like him but.. IDK IM CONFUSED SUGA! " I say frustrated. Suga sighed. Then all of sudden two tall figures were behind me and Suga. " Um y/n.. " the familiar voice said. " What do you want Oikawa... " I say irritated. " Um, can we have a moment Alone? " Oikawa asked both Suga and Iwa.

" Uh, sure we will just wait outside... " Suga said as Iwa followed him. " I'm sorry I didn't want to call you " that thing ". I just had pretended along with it." Oikawa said sadly. I turned around to look at him, I was still angry. " You know how much that hurt! " I say as tears ran down my face. I stood there with tears until Oikawa comes up to me kneels down on one knee as he reaches for my right hand. He stood there in the marriage proposal style. " I promise you till the day I die I will never call you that again. " I looked into his eyes.. he seemed serious about it. " Ok good. " I say as my nose gets stuffed up from all the crying.

This is Tendous pov earlier when y/n stormed out.

As everyone left the ballroom, I was stuck here with the others. " Good job Atsumu! " Osumu rolled his eyes at him. " You guys are a bunch of idiots. " Oikawa said mad. " Why do you sound so defensive? " Atsumu said " Yea why do you... " I grinned at Oikawa " Isn't this supposed to be a peace treaty sort of party?! " " Oikawa do you really think we will ever get along? " Osamu said laughing. " If you want my actually answer I do.  Now excuse me.. " Oikawa stormed out of the ballroom. "  Let me talk to some sense into him," Iwa said bowing down as he chased after Oikawa. " Hmmm, Atsumu you want to see where Oikawa is going? " I looked at him. " No, I don't care about that jerk. I'm leaving now come on Osamu. " Atsumu also left with Osamu. Everyone was leaving but I didn't.. I had a weird feeling about Oikawa. I leave the room but followed Oikawa's scent. Suddenly I hear talking, so I hid behind a statue. I peeked a little to only see Oikawa hugging the girl who slapped Atsumu. I knew he was hiding something but I didn't think it was going to be this big!! After seeing this sight I leave as quickly and silent. To tell the others of what sight I saw.

Now we are Back to Y/N pov after Oikawa apologized.

" See keep smiling like that " Oikawa touched my cheek as he stood up from being in one knee. " Should we go outside now? They have been out there for a while. " I say worried "Yea let's go see those crazies " Oikawa laughed. We left the palace and we see Suga talking to Iwa.

" OH, THEIR BACK! " Suga smirked " Yea we are! " I stick my tongue out at Suga. " SHITTYKAWA you TOOK AGES " Iwa yelled at Oikawa. " IWA-Chan YOU DONT NEED TO BE MEAN! " he pouts. " OH Y/N!! YOU HAVENT MET IWA-Chan properly!! " Oikawa said happily. " Ah, you must be the famous Y/N! " Iwa smiled at me. " Ah well nice to meet you again! Sorry for bumping into you in the ballroom. " I say smiling. " Ah, no need to worry it was an accident... My name is Iwaizumi Hajime but you can call me Iwa too! " he said with a big smile. Oh wow, he such a gentleman. " I guess you have met Suga but Oikawa you haven't met Suga!! " I say looking back at Oikawa. "Ah-So this is the boy y/n keeps talking about. "Suga laughed " Well Oikawa my name is Koshi Sugawara, but call me Suga," he said as he greeted Oikawa. " WELL PERFECT NICE MEETING YOU!! " Oikawa yelled. " So are you still down to come with me tonight! " Oikawa lifted his eyebrows. " Suga we will take good care of her we will make sure no one knows she is Angel! " Oikawa begged at Suga. " I trust you guys, it's up to Y/N! " Suga said looking at me. " Hey if your fine with me going then I'm going! " I tell Suga. " Don't worry Suga! We will bring back into one piece " Iwa said laughing. " Ok, then you guys should get going! I'm going to try to find Kuroo and the others to see if they're ok! They should be tho their strong Angels. " Suga said

" Ok, then Bye now!! I'll be back soon!! " I waved at Suga. The two boys also waved bye to Suga, We left the palace before we knew it we were walking to the river of gold.

" IWA-CHAN HOW DO YOU LIKE y/n SO FAR! " Oikawa said as he grabbed my arm.

" SHEEZ Oikawa you almost made me TRIP! " I yell at him.

" I like her already! She doesn't treat you like how the other girls on the other side treat you. " Iwa said laughing.

" OH, I WANNA HEAR THIS?! HOW ARE THE OTHER GIRLS?! "

" HE HAS A BUNCH OF CRAZY FANGIRLS BECAUSE HE IS THE PRINCE.  THEY ALL PRAISE HIM ITS SO FUNNY!! " Iwa chuckled as he spoke

" HAHA OIKAWA FANGIRLS?! " I also say laughing.

" AH, YOU GUYS ARE MEAN?! " Oikawa said

" YEAH WHATEVER SHITTYKAWA! "

" WHY ARE YOU SO VULGAR! "

As I saw these two bicker I couldn't help but smile. They were such good friends with one another.

" Ok, We are HERE AT THE BRIDGE~ "

" OIKAWA STOP YELLING YOU ARE GOING TO CATCH SOMEONES ATTENTION! " Iwa said as he whispered.

" Hey before we cross put your cloak on so they don't see your wings.. " Iwaizumi said

" Ok let me put it on. "

I put on the cloak... I was ready to go to see the other side.

" ALRIGHT, GUYS I'M READY!! " I say with excitement.

All three of us cross the bridge then we head towards the path to the other side.

As we pass through the forest I see a palace from afar. " Oh wow, that looks so pretty?! " I say with excitement.

"That's where I and IWA live... " Oikawa said proudly.

" Hey keep your Cloak on, We can't let anyone see you on this side, or else we are going to be in big trouble! " IWA said as he put the hoodie on my head.

" Oh ok! " I nod my head at Iwa.

" Ok, you guys wait here!! IMMA GET MATTSU AND MAKI " Oikawa said as he left us in the garden. It was just me and Iwaizumi.. There was a silence for a while until Iwaizumi broke it. " I'm surprised," he said. " Why are you surprised? " I said confused. " I haven't seen Oikawa trust someone else besides me in a long time," he said laughing " Oh? I- THAT'S A GOOD THING RIGHT? " Why a long time? I don't want to ask much. " Yes, it is! He was right you are special. The way you stood up for yourself at the party. Pretty impressive Princess! " He smirked at me. His smirked caught me off guard. " SHEEZ it was nothing, I was just standing up for What I believe! AND IF THEY DONT LIKE IT they can suck it up. " I say " Well don't worry I have the same beliefs as you but you saw how stubborn some of them were. Which is why it's so hard to change.. "  he said worriedly. " Well, first I'm glad you have the same beliefs as me. The second change is hard for many, it make take a while but we shouldn't stop trying because others don't like it. One day that change will grow on those who don't like it right now. Nothing lasts forever! Always remember that! " I smiled at Iwa, he seemed pretty shocked for some reason.

All of a sudden he started laughing.

" Oikawa is such a lucky guy. " he smiled at me.

Huh?!

Chapter 7

[channydraws]

Diamond and FellBro

It was one of these moments. Where the prince of monsters had returned to his normal form and all sorts of different events turn about as if timelines are making a big fucking joke out of his life. As if it wasn't bad enough his Chara wasn't who he thought it was and It wasn't bad enough certain events connected with insolent people that don't know how to take orders and now...

BASH!

The boss monster felt his body flying a few feet just for his back to make friends with the floor, his body making it hard to get back up. He heard the sounds of soft footsteps coming towards him. A “monster” wearing strange Gothic like clothing with a scarf and some sort of silly headband with horns. Her arms wrapping around some sort of book to hug it against her body. She looked worried about him as she looks down towards him.

“...Asriel, please... I don't want you to get hurt because of me...” She said with such a soft voice filled with hesitation.

Asriel growls as he snaps at her with anger. “Shut up! I can handle these bastards!” 

This caused the girl to let out a frighten eep as the Boss Monster looks at the two Royal Guardsmen with an intense look of anger. Burn marks can be shown on their armor.

Royal Guard 01 spoke up. “THE PRINCE'S PRETENDER WON'T LAST LONG Y-YOU VAMPIRE ON A DIET!  WITH 02 WITH ME YOU ARE AS WEAK AS ANY OTHER MONSTER!"

Pretender? These fools think they can get away calling him that.  Well, he's supposed to be dead... But that gives them no rights to call him as such. Still...  How did this all begin?  What started all of this...?

Oh, yes he remembers now. He first met this “monster”... No, only idiots would think she's a monster.  This HUMAN came upon him...

...No, She bumped into him as if she wasn't paying attention. It went just like this. 

While he was thinking about what to do next with his current predicament, he was walking in a set path. But, there was a moment of weakness where he closed his eyes and suddenly he felt something bumping into him and a soft feminine sound that was let out. He stomps his feet as he let out a growl as he was so rudely interrupted in his thoughts. His red eyes spotting a girl who had fallen on her rear as one of her hands rub the area gently to try to sooth the pain. Before he could even speak he heard that timid voice.

“I'm...S-sorry...!” She wasn't much of a speaker as even those two words was a quiet as a pathetic mouse.

Asriel took a step closer as he gets a better look at her.  Her strange black hair with ends that had shades of pink, red concern eyes looking back at him. A light red-like scarf and a black sweater where he can tell she had a plentiful size for her chest. Along with the remaining features of her outfit, the most concerning detail were those red horns... His gaze made her react and got her even more nervous. 

“...W-what are...you staring... at?”  She said as he watches one of her hands went to the horns that his eyes look upon.  

Course this made him bring up a question while his eyes narrow to glare at her. “What is a human like you doing here in the underground?” He spoke with a cold and uncaring voice. Although as the girl stood back up she answers his question.

“H-human where?” She said as she looks to both sides as if looking for one.  “...I don't see a human?”

The goat taps his feet on the ground as his eyes do not let go of her. “I'm talking about you, idiot.”

She points at herself trying to vain ignorance. “M-me? I'm not a...a  h-human...”

He tilts his head to one of his sides. “Oh? Tell me what kind of monster are you?”

“...A vampire on a diet?”

There was a pause from the Boss Monster, staring at her as if he felt insulted that she would think such a lie would work on him. Then he spoke up once again.

“Firstly, Monsters don't normally have blood. Second, you don't look like a fucking vampire. Third, do you really believe such a lie would fool anyone?”

“Well, I-”

“Do not answer that! I don't care. Pathetic...”

“...How did you-...”

“IM NOT A FUCKING IDIOT!” He shouted at her in anger causing her to step back a few and with a quiet nervous voice she responds...

“C-can you, m-maybe n-not...s-swear like so...?”

“...”  He lets out an annoyed sigh and as he reminds silent he heard her speak up once more.

“S-say... Um, A-are you... u-uh... related to that.... goat lady...?” She asked as the goat took notice of her body shivering as if she was scared.

“You mean my mother? Toriel...?”

“...Your m-mother...?  I-I mean, yeah...Toriel was her name... um... who are you?”

“....”  He crosses his arms as he stares upon the frightened human and then answers. “Asriel Dreemurr, Prince of the monsters.”

“Asriel Dreemurr?  B-but... A-Aren't you s-suppose to be..D...De...”

Bothered by her stuttering he finishes her words for her. “Dead, Yes. Normally you would have been welcomed by a pathetic coward flower. Those times have changed and I return to my normal form. I suppose you heard the deceitful tale.”

She nods her head. “W-wait, Deceitful?”

“Don't worry about it. Now, I'll ask again. What is a human doing her-”

He was interrupted as he heard a shout.

“02! SHE'S OVER THERE! THE ONE I TOLD YOU ABOUT!”

The boss monster heard the voice as the sound of heavy armor approaches them and the soft cry of the human who went to the Boss monster's side.  

“02! SEE! THERE'S THAT MONSTER! THAT VAMPIRE ON A DIET!

02 speaks as he saw what looks like Boss Monster with her. “.....Vampire...has a friend?”

“HEY, WHO ARE YOU?!”  01 said with a surprised tone.

Before he responded Asriel looks towards the human. “.......Really?”

She shrugs with a nervous smile. “...He believed me...I didn't know he had.... a friend...”

“...Stand back, I'll deal with this idiot.”

The Boss Monster step forward with a stomp as he turns to face them. “Royal Guards!  I, Asriel Dreemurr order you to stand back!”

01 and 02 look at each other. “THE  PRINCE?! THAT VAMPIRE IS WITH THE PRINCE?!"

“...Prince?.... no....  prince dead.... impostor....yes.”

The Boss Monster growls. “HOW DARE YOU!?”

“QUIET! WE WILL GET RID OF YOU AND THEN THAT W-WEAK VAMPIRE ON A DIET!"

Silently the human girl steps backwards as she quietly standby and watches.

As the guard's steps towards them, the Boss Monster throws a few fireballs at them which only left a few burn marks.  He took notice as the fireballs seem to have no effect besides save the burn marks. As he was thinking about what to do his eyes took notice of 01 charging towards him and getting a tackle on him causing his body to fly back a few feet.

And there he was laying down, his body refusing to move from the shock of being bash by such a large heavy armor clad monster, the human looking down at him worried about his well-being and hearing such words that will hurt his pride. His subjects to call him a pretender. Do they really want to die so badly? Fighting his body he slowly gets up and gets back on his feet.

“I told you to stand back, didn't I!? Idiot! I'll take care of it... Just watch or whatever I don't care!”

The Royal Guards watches as the pretender gets back up. “01... he back  up....team attack.”

“YES! PRETENDING TO BE THE DECEASED PRINCE IS DEATH!”

Asriel's eyes widen as 01's sword came at him forcing him to sidestep where 02 was ready to cut him in half although Asriel not underestimating them this time quickly dodges and counter attacks 02 with a large fireball that strikes at his armor. It may only have left a large burn mark but Asriel had a plan to deal with the royal guards. Although he felt a strong punch from 02 connecting. A hit across the face. Causing him to step away as 01 goes in for another tackle but this time Asriel throws a more potent fireball at 01's helmet causing him to struggle and forcing him to move the wrong way from where the prince was standing.

Although with 02 seeing his partner being attacked he closed into the Boss Monster and recklessly tried to slash at him with his large sword. With the recklessness, Asriel was able to predict its attacks and dodge efficiently.

While this was going on the “vampire on a diet” was making quiet gestures as if cheering on the Boss Monster hoping he will pull through and maybe believe if she cheers him on it will help him win. Asriel caught a glimpse of it as he was dodging 02's attack making the girl have a small blush as his gaze met her eyes. He rolls his eyes and got close enough to 01 where he lured 02 to accidentally strike at his partner's armor leaving a scar on it. Although the blade did not penetrate through it. It did cause a reaction from 02.

“You made me...  hit 01...!

“DUDE! IT'S OKAY!...”

“01...okay,... another.... team attack... let's kill him...”

Asriel found himself having one in front of him and one at his back with both of them pulling out their swords and attacking simultaneously and in perfect contrast to cover their blind spots making it difficult for him to dodge. With each dodge, he was able to pull he throws a fireball at one of them and switches back and forth with each dodge. Though he lets out a grunt as he felt the blade cutting into his sweater and making a wound on his arm,  then the side of his torso and the tip of 02's blade slashing at his forehead although he took notice of their team attack slowing down with each moment and with every fireball that hits. Though he wasn't expecting both of them to go right in for a punch striking at both his gut and his spine, then 02 throwing the goat towards the girl. The Boss Monster didn't allow himself to make friends with the floor this time and barely kept himself standing.

Asriel was taking deep breaths as the girl paused her cheering as she looks over. Asriel seemed to be in a bad spot. Her red eyes catching the wounds on him with his arm wiping on his forehead... Dust spilling out from wounds. If there was anything else she could do for him...- but as she thought about it she heard the boss monster speak. As she took another look at the guards who were standing side by side looking as exhausted as Asriel although something else seems wrong with them... were  they... sweating?”

02 spoke to the monster they believe was an impostor. “...You... Done?.... Time.... for you.... to die...”

“YEAH...  WE GOT YOU... NOW!!” 01 speech was delayed as if indicating how tired he was.

Asriel smirks as he lets out a sinister laugh that scared the girl. “You do? You both really are idiots...  I am disappointed that you two are EVEN part of the Royal Guard.”

“LIKE, WHAT ARE  YOU...TALKING ABOUT... WE GOT YOU ON LIKE...THE...ROPES!”

The boss monster points at them with a smile, and soon to the guard's surprise fireballs started to appear like magic near the Boss Monster. It was just a few than a few because many and then many became overwhelming and they were quite large.

“Fireballs...  more?.... so... what?”

“YEAH DUDE!  OUR ARMOR CAN ... WITHSTAND THE DAMAGE!”

“I know... But, surely you must have noticed it been getting rather hotter for you?”

“S-SO...”

Asriel lets out another laughter that this time scared the Royal Guards. “With the amount I have created and how potent they are. These fireballs will be enough to cause your armor to be your own personal oven that I'll compare the heat as if you were in the lava in hot lands. You'll both burn to death in an instant! HAHAHAHAHA~!”

This threat made the two guards hold onto each other's hand tightly as if scared for each other's life. What is this monster? How could he still be standing?  How could he be able to make all of those fireballs like their king... Are they really going to die here?

Quickly Asriel felt his uninjured arm being grabbed by one of the human's arm and which pull his arm against her chest to stop him. “A-Asriel, Y-you can't do that! Y-you can't...k-kill them!”

He felt the soft feel of her chest against his arm yet his focus reminds on the guards. “Why? They wanted to kill us. I think it makes sense to kill them.”

“D-DUDE!...UH... L-LIKE SORRY! WE'RE SORRY...!  r-RIGHT 02!?”

“...Yes... we …. sorry...  don't kill... us....”

“S-see, Asriel... t-they don't pose a threat a-anymore...!”

“...” Asriel stood silent for a moment and then let out a sigh. “...Both of you, leave before I change my mind.”

02 and 01 looks at each other. “LIKE, BYE! THANK YOU, VAMPIRE ON A  DIET!”

“... thank you... vampire...”

and with that, the guards retreated and soon was out of sight from the two of them. Once Asriel could not see them anymore his fireballs disappear.

“You make some good use after all...”

The girl looked surprised by the Boss Monster's words. “..H-huh?”

“...I'm saying you have use, Idiot! You made it so they would make sure they would surrender rather than fight to the death. As well, they are thankful to you. They shouldn't bother you anytime soon.”

“...you mean, you weren't...”

“...forget it.”

"...hmm....” She paused and then spoke a single world. “...Diamond...”

“What are you saying?”

“...Diamond... it's my... name.” she said as she holds his arm tightly against her chest as she kept hold of her book with her free hand.

He looks towards her with narrow eyes.  Looking down at her. “Idiotic name... Can you let go of me before I make you.”

“ ...ah...?” She looks down as she took notice of her holding onto his arm against her bosom. Making her slightly embarrassed. “...oh... s-sorry!” 

“...I don't-” He paused himself as he took notice of her book as she brings it back to her holding it with both arms. “...What is that?”

“This...  oh... my.......uh.......  sketchbook...”

“...You draw?”

“....I do, in my... free time...”

“Good for you. Diamond, idiot. You're staying with me.”

Her eyes widen with surprise as she heard his words. “W-why...?”

“Because you are so weak and helpless. If I allow someone to hurt you. It would reflect poorly on me...and I WILL NOT allow my pride to be diminished because I allow an idiotic human to be killed more so now people will know I defended you once and thinks we are friends.”

“uh...  um...” She looked nervous. Did he mean what he said or does he really care about her? Then again he sounded like he was  gonna let those guards live right?”

“...can I ask you..... something Asriel...?”

“You get this one question.”

“...okay uh... were you gonna let them go anyways...?”

He glares at her with narrow eyes and then turns to his side. “I'll only tell you this, Diamond. You can't solve problems by just being nice. That doesn't mean you can't show MERCY at the same time.  Does that work for you?”

She nods her head happily. He seems so tough but deep down Asriel was a good person in heart. Maybe he was raised to be so tough and he learns some lessons before she met him. Perhaps one day she would find out more about him “...Yes...  T-thank you, Asriel.”

He lets out a growl as a small blush was seen on his face. “Whatever! Idiot! Dumbass! Just come along with me and stay close! Can you at least follow that?!”

With a smile on her face and with a more joyful tone, she spoke up. “I can... just let me take care of those wounds. I can try to help... it's the.... least I can do...”

“...you're so annoying!  I can handle it...  But, you better fix up my sweater. You got it?!”

She then responds with a small giggle. “I got it.” 

With that Asriel and Diamond had their own little adventure together, what more may happen with the two of them. Well... those are stories for next time.

THE END!

(I-It's not like I wanted to P-pair up Diamond and Fellbro... B-baka!)

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Fellbro's secret harem has expanded-

Even though he calls them bakas.

[faintblueivy]

Alphabet of Shikatema

Ah, well, here’s a new Shikatema piece from me! I’ve been wanting to try this for them a while now. Hope you all like it!!!

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A – Affection

She knows that she’s never been efficient in showing affection. Yells of 'you idiot', punches of concern, and a tongue lashing of worry was all she could offer at times. But somehow he always sees past that, thanks her and tells her, “I’ll try not to repeat that.”

B – Bachelor

It’s unsettling when his photo and profile appears in a magazine in the list of most eligible bachelors in the five great nations. They talk about how he’s a war hero, a genius strategist and the head of prestigious Nara clan. He is very curious about what a particular Suna kunoichi thinks about this.

C – Cloud

Cloud watching was his favourite past time. But when her eyes flick across the vast expanse of blue above dotted with whiteness, she wonders when it became hers too.

D – Daughter

She’s is the daughter of her parents. But Shikamaru chokes on his tea when his mother gushes over how much she would love to have Temari as her daughter, a day too soon after their first meeting.

E – Exception

Temari doesn’t like to provide comfort or sugar-coat things. Well, she’s not very kind to men in general. Her brothers may be exceptions but it’s not soon enough when two other men join the list as well. One of them, she calls him her husband and other is the tiny crying child on her lap.

F – Fear

She understands the source of her fear when the Hokage tells her about Shikamaru's latest mission in a tight voice. And it haunts her till he’s in front of her. Pinned down. But alive.

G – Game

It’s a little weird to see a miniature version of himself, with sparkling green eyes, right across the tiny shoji board. It’s hard to explain the rules of the game to a child but the warmth that swells up in his chest at the scene makes him wonder if this is what his father had felt back then.

H – Hair

He’s exhausted and sleeping. And to be honest, Temari has always been quite curious about his hair. They way he ties it up makes him look like a pineapple head. She tries to imagine how he would look with his hair down though.

I – Idea

Strategies and plans flow to him when he concentrates enough. But when it comes to her, no matter how hard he tries, he has no idea how to even propose for a date on a nearby Ramen stand.

J – Journey

The journey between Suna and Konoha takes approximately three days. But when they travel together, the time ends up way too soon.

K – Kicked

Her loud gasp makes him drop the large sheaf of papers and files. He jumps over the mess, races to the kitchen. The alarm on his face is real when he finds her bending over with an arm over her womb. But she immediately looks up, her eyes shining with unveiled happiness and places his hand on her swollen belly. It takes a moment before Shikamaru’s louder gasp echoes throughout the house.

“He kicked!”

L – Light

The light of the candle flickers in the shrine dedicated to his father. His vision is hazy with tears as he extends the sleeping infant in his arms to show the photo of the man.

“Look dad, he’s…mine. Your grandkid. Mother named him Shikadai. Are you happy there? Cause I sure am.”

M – Mornings

Mornings with him are lazy. But should she be surprised?

N – Nights

There are nights when they find each other on the porch, trembling with the pain of having lost comrades and loved ones in the horrid war. But it makes them move forward solemnly towards the peace to preserve the future.

O – Older

“You know, I’m older than you are.”

Shikamaru tries to deduce where that came from. Her eyes are focused on somewhere beyond the sun they were supposed to be watching roll down. It takes him a moment before he responds.

“I know that. But you’re already too troublesome. I can’t imagine how troublesome would it be to deal with a younger version of yours.”

It is then her lovely laugh rings out in the meadow.

P – Perfection

He has always known that perfection is just an illusion. But when she wakes up in the morning, hair all dishevelled, eyes droopy and the sleeve of the night dress slipping down her shoulder feeding their infant son, it defines perfection for him.

Q – Quarrel

The first time they had a marital quarrel, he was kicked out of the house. And it was also the first time that she stepped out in midnight to drag him back home. It became a ritual somehow.

R – Rain

For having always lived in a desert enclosed land, Temari hadn’t witnessed torrential rain like this. So Shikamaru is stunned when he comes home to find his wife drenched to the bone, still out in the backyard, rainwater pelting against her skin, eyes closed and a genuine smile that spoke millions on her face.

And he swears that it is the most breath-taking sight in the world.

S – Sun

She talks about her mother sometimes, comparing her to the sun, telling him how the woman brightened up everyone’s lives around her and how the love was so much abundant in her heart. And the way her eyes shine as she talks, Shikamaru loves it all.

T – Trust

He trusted her blindly. Because she was the one to have seen him at his weakest, because she was the one to come to his aid and protect him when he needed someone strong.

U – Unforgettable

She watches him pray at his teachers’s gravestone regularly and often gathers up the courage to accompany him. She doesn’t stop him when he smokes only one particular day of the year and offers him her shoulder to cry upon because she understands there will always be some people and their memories in your life who would be unforgettable.

V – Valuable

Due to their position so up high in the social ladder of their respective villages - a lot of council members, socio-political experts and commoners believe their marriage to be just a treaty. And obviously, it irks them. But on their wedding day, the genuine way Gaara smiles and Kakashi's eyes crinkle beneath his mask and their friends tease them, they understand that the people closest to them have always considered their bond much more valuable than that.

W – Wishful

It’s her wishful thinking that he would wear their wedding ring always, if possible. But she never really expects him to wear it around his neck and show it off to the world.

X – Xylographs

Nara clan has a ritual of engraving the name of the head of the clan and their consort on the sacred wood tablets. Shikamaru feels his heart pound in his ears as the artist xylographs her name beside him.

Y – Yes

Her 'Yes' to his 'Will you marry me?' is an awkward kiss to stop him from embarrassing himself further because he’s such a bumbling mess that he eats half of what he wants to say and she had enough of waiting done.

Z – Zenith

Their love was always at it’s zenith. Shikadai knew it. Throughout the one-sided arguments, weird flirting and soft smiles their love stood undaunted. He places a flower between the two graves that stand beside each other and whispers a 'thank you' into the wind.

...

I wanted it to be a little deep and I hope I succeeded in catching glimpses of their life together. Aaaahhh, do share your thoughts me! Please?

[euphoriecs]

11/11/11 tag !!!

thank u sm for tagging me @yikescomma​, @buckaroowrites​ nd @yikeskimi​ !!!

rules: answer 11 questions, write your own 11, tag 11 people !

under the cut bc its a Lotta questions KSKSKSHK

yikescomma’s questions!!

1. what’s your favourite place to write?

oh this is ?? kind of a tough one bc i feel like i never Branched out in my spaces when it comes 2 being productive,, like a lot of my work is done in my bedroom just bc my desk is there and it’s the most convenient,,,, honestly im jus gonna say my favorite place to write would be from . my desk . bc it faces the window :-)

2. which character(s) from your wip(s) is your favourite?

since i only have wtsf confidently worked out ,, i’ll use those ocs !! but i think , quite Honestlie ,,, that wendy is my favorite character !! im rly in love with how she progresses as a person nd also she’s jsut . she gets it u know .

3. what are some inspirations for your wip(s)?

I TALKED ABT THIS BEFORE but b/ts’ hyyh series, my neighborhood, spring day by b/ts are a few inspirations for wtsf !!! 

4. how did you start writing?

my dad got me hooked on reading when i was really really young !! and being able to read abt all these huge worlds nd being given an opportunity 2 fall in love w them rly inspired me to want to write worlds of my own . plus , i watch a lot of different shows nd animes that feed into my daydreams nd sometimes im like ‘yo,,, that was a good daydream,,,,, time 2 story it’ .

5. which of your ocs is most difficult to write?

uHGHHGHGS ARTHUR ...... trying to capture this like . enigmatic feeling while keeping close 2 his reasons for acting That way is actually ,, rly hard?? hes a tough cookie 2 crack but i will crack it .

6. what aesthetic do you associate with your wip(s)?

for wtsf ,,, quiet towns , lonely beaches , sunset nd sunrise ,,, running through the streets ?? 

7. do you like planning?

YEA !! i see it more as like . being able to explore ur wip and what directions it can take nd its also jsut rly helpful to have a solid foundation .

8. what is your favourite quote from your wip(s)?

i pulled this from my drabbles but: “Slow down.” Wendy grabbed Arthur’s wrist, pulling him down to sit on the sand. “This world can’t keep up with you.”

9. do you like to listen to music while you write?

yes and no ?? im very particular to the kind of music im listening to nd more often than not, i write in complete silence ,,, but sometimes i’ll find a song that i feel rly fits the vibe of what im writing nd i just put it on repeat HGSHJK

10. what do you like most about your own writing?

i think i like the descriptive aspects of it ?? like how i describe places nd feelings ,,,, :-) !

11. what are/were/would be your ocs favourite subjects in school?

everyone except piper in wtsf is graduated from high school but ,, wendy liked english class the best bc it was fun nd she got good grades !! rafael definitely loved psychology nd took it at an ap level ,, arthur liked math nd chemistry .. chemistry he liked More bc he got 2 blow stuff up SKKSKSEH and piper likes world history!! tho shes not good at it . but she likes it!!

buckaroowrites’ questions!!

what is your favorite subgenre to write? to read?

i lov urban fantasy and low fantasy JGHDSHGJKS like its my favorite to write nd read bc like .. o heck ?? ghosts nd ghouls nd just overall supernatural stuff irl ?? that’s the way 2 go

if you had to be trapped on a desert island with any of your ocs, who would it be and why?

if i had 2 be trapped on a desert island ...... i’d probably choose rafael . honestlie he just seems like he always knows what’s up nd my chances of survival would increase w him JHGJKSJKS

what is your favorite medium to write?

definitely novels !! its a format i’ve pretty much grown up w and im more comfortable w this medium than any others GHSHJKS but i’d love to explore like ,, screenplays nd see where that takes me

who was your first oc?

HYLLY SHITTTT THIS BRINGS ME BACK SJHJHJGJKS i used to draw a lot back when i was younger nd so i had this oc JHJS his name was ian and he was meant for the maximum ride universe but he was a dumb dude who was 2% cat . nd he had an adopted sister ,, i forgot her name but she was part bird .

what was your first wip about?

world end club is supposed 2 be abt a group of teens who work together 2 take down a corporation that wants 2 essentially control the artificial island they live on thru engineered soldiers . ITS A CONCEPT ,, nd it requires a little Too Much for my one brain cell to think abt

thoughts on shakespeare?

uhhh no thots bc i never read his work in high school i jus know macbeth is cursed .... wow i rly dont know anything abt shakespeare huh .

poetry or prose?

o this is TOUGH i rly adore both .......... im gonna . im gonna go w prose . i lvoe poetry so much sometimes there are lines that just rly fucken punch u in the face but im gonna go w prose bc its familiar !!

would you ever co-write a story?

nO ..... i wouldnt b able 2 compromise i’d jus b like oH ACTUALLY SKSKKS MY IDEA’S DUMB LETS JUST DO URS 

write what you want to write or write what you want to read/watch?

oh . fuc .... i feel like its important to have a good balance of both but . honestlie im very partial to what i want to read/watch ..

do you like to write violence?

i dont Like 2 write it but its In My Wips !

what is your favorite trope?

oH ,, probably ‘fire forged friends’ or like . mutual pining ... i have too many favorite tropes nd somehow im gonna incorporate them all .

yikeskimi’s questions!!

Tell us about the main character(s) in your current WIP!

oKAY SO im gonna try to not make this too long SJKHJGS !! wendy is a very like . prickly character . shes like a cactus . nd she’s not too fond of letting ppl get close, but the ppl who do manage to get close to her are happie 2 learn she would actually die for them . loyalty is a Huge Huge part of her character, and she cares very deeply abt the people she calls family . shes also v sarcastic nd like . ‘open ur eyes dummy’ .

arthur is a kind of person who lives heavily on false pretenses . like he projects this image bc its an image that he can control nd he jsut Rolls w it , but hes actually someone who likes 2 tease his friends nd be friendly to them ,, hes got Issuez nd is very much the type of person to be like ‘o lol im ok :-)...’ nd prioritize the needs of others 

rafael is , in all honesty , just babey . he studied a lot during high school nd rly pushed himself beyond his limits bc he wants to be able 2 go 2 a good college on scholarship nd get a job 2 support his family , nd hes just ?? very responsible nd sweet but that can also manifest into him taking on more than he should nd burning out . 

piper is a very ,, honestlie kinda sad character kjHGJSJ she spends a lot of time just trying 2 appeal to other ppl bc she knows her interest in the supernatural make her a ‘weird’ person nd she wants to be able 2 have real friends ,, but when she learns 2 let go of this she’s very silly nd always making jokes During The Right time ..

Do you have an all time favorite OC? Tell us about them!

hMMMM i dont think i do ??? my memory of my ocs is rly bad JHSJ so more often than not i just ,, rip i dont remember them </3

If you could be best friends with one of your OCs, who would it be and why?

ms piper chaiyathan !!!! shes a very open nd kind individual nd i feel like our humor nd joking style would match V v v well !!!

Last line you’ve written in your WIP?

Wendy, unlike her brothers Adam and Nate, had inherited her father’s rough touch, and that made them both unwanted in the high stakes setting of a diner kitchen.

If you have a chosen title for your WIP, were there any titles you considered before it? And if not, what are some titles you’re thinking of?

when the sun falls went through SO many titles nd i actually have them all here: where the sun goes / fever dreams / above the sun / where the sun follows / the drowned sun ... as u can see the sun was smth i Needed .

What is an important element in the world your WIP takes place in?

uHHHH the supernatural element is . Very important but i cant be too specific about it but i will tell u it involves a dead tree on the beach .

Tell us an out of context spoiler.

arthur gets a cool new set of eyes.

Any power couples/ships in your WIP?

wendy nd arthur babey ,,,,,, bat nd molotov cocktail duo ,,,, last name central until the important moment nd THEN they use each other’s first names ..

Any music you like listening to while you write?

uHHHH specifically for wtsf i listen 2 a lot of hozier, lorde, conan gray, khalid nd halsey :-)

What would your main character(s) favorite song be?

oH okay i got this in the BAG ... wendy’s favorite song would Absolutely be work place by hozier or more than sorrow by a-lin ,,, arthur would definitely b listening 2 like . free spirit by khalid .. piper, since she p much spent all of middle school nd 2 years of high school in thailand ,, i think she’

Which character in your WIP could you relate to the most?

honestly? all of them !!! a lot of the characters in wtsf have little bits nd pieces of me bc thats how all my ocs come into existence nd theres no One character thats like “oh,,, das me”

and here are my 11 questions !!

Which one of your OCs do you think could survive a zombie apocalypse? Why?

What’s something you’ve been itching to write about?

Share the last paragraph you wrote!

Do you prefer coming up with plots or characters? Why?

Do you have any abandoned WIPs? Tell us about them!

What are some favorite themes/tropes to write about?

How do you get into the zone for writing?

Tell us a random fact for any of your OCs !!!

Are you someone who needs a visual for your WIPs?

What are some influences to your writing style?

If you had to be a character in one of your WIPs, which WIP would it be and what role would you play?

i’m gonna tag @babyreeds @holotones @alejandroistyping @noloumna @faerisms @omniawrites @aslanwrites @ashesconstellation @thegrievingyoung @glittcrpeach @syposium !!! no pressure to do it if u dont want to tho <3

[butteredsims-blog]

THE GAME OF LIFE LEGACY CHALLENGE!

So I created a little legacy challenge. I wanted to explore more of the expansion and stuff packs so some of these require more than the base game! Every generation has its own rules and goals, then on top of that each generation you will randomly roll for a “Bump in the road” AND a “Good Karma.” They are extra challenges you have to complete before the end of that generation! Its kind of like when you play ‘the game of life’ and you draw those random cards like “go to jail” or “Child goes to dentist, pay 500 dollars” you know like that! 

If you would like to find out more then please keep reading! If you play go ahead and tag me so I can see your stories and share this post around so we can see if anyone does it!! IT IS KIND OF LONG IM SORRY, SINCE ITS TEN GENERATIONS ITS KINDA HARD TO MAKE IT NOT LONG. 

GENERATION ONE

PICTURE PERFECT - - - Create your founder. You may also create a potential significant other in the same game, but they have to be on a separate lot. You may set them up in a house, and give them a job but you then must leave and go back to your founders gameplay. They have to meet by chance after that; if you dont organically meet them you must choose someone else you organically meet as your significant other. If you use a townie, you CAN give them a makeover but that is the only way you can use cheats; since I know everyone loves to make their sims pretty.

You may buy / download / build a tiny house for 10,000. Then use the testingcheats on cheat, and type in "money 1000". This will be your starting funds for your founder. You left home as a very young adult right after high school, ready to make your own life with just the small nestegg of 11,000 simoleons that your parent/guardian gave you as a graduation gift.

Now comes the fun part. It is time to start your legacy, this generation is going to be a little more laid back just to ease you into it. It is time to find a job! You may NOT use any cheats for promotions or money. You may sell things that you create/collect/grow or that you make from a hobby.

CAREERS: You may do any career you like, but keep in mind the other generations will have careers chosen by the challenge. So I would suggest doing something not in the later generations just to keep things spicy. You must make it to the end of the career before your heir of choice reaches young adult hood!

FAMILY & LOVE: It is time to find your one true love. In this generation you are only allowed ONE lover for your whole life. You must marry them, have children with them, and you may not divorce them at any point. Even if they start to hate each other later. (which would make a good simstory!) You must have 3 children, your favorite child may be the heir it is your choice for this generation.

CHILDREN: At least two of your children have to be at least B students in elementary school, and in high school. STUDY STUDY STUDY.

BUMP IN THE ROAD: Use the random dice/number generator website provided, roll a number 1-10. Find the number in the list below entitled "bump in the road" you must do this sometime in the generation before your heir becomes a young adult. You will do one for each generation.

GOOD KARMA: Same as bump in the road but you choose from the list provided called 'good karma'.

GENERATION TWO

THEY'RE THE WORST - - - You spent your whole life being perfect for your parents, and now you are just sick of it. You marry the worst person you can find, and you have ASSHOLE children with him. All except one, your youngest child which will become your heir. Unlike the other children they will make good grades, and always be the sweet behaved one.

CAREER: You happen to be in the criminal career and your worthless significant other is jobless and a sloppy couch potato. You must reach at least level 5 of this career before your heir (your youngest child) becomes a young adult and starts the next generation.

FAMILY & LOVE: Before you get married and have kids, you are having a real hard time finding the one. You are married at least twice in this generation and divorced at least once. You may have kids with your first spouse but your heir must from from your last spouse.

CHILDREN: All of your children except your youngest/heir have to make bad grades, act up, be rude, ect. Your youngest/heir must make at least a B or more in elementary and high school and is not allowed to have any boyfriend/girlfriend until they have reached young adult and begin the next generation.

BUMP IN THE ROAD: Use the random dice/number generator website provided, roll a number 1-10. Find the number in the list below entitled "bump in the road" you must do this sometime in the generation before your heir becomes a young adult. You will do one for each generation.

GOOD KARMA: Same as bump in the road but you choose from the list provided called 'good karma'.

GENERATION THREE

ECO FRIENDLY - - - For this generation you refuse to conform to the norm. You spend most of your time out doors, camping or growing crops on your land. I would say farm but SIMS HASN'T GIVEN US FARM ANIMALS YET. If you have seasons you must have a scarecrow and befriend it until it can finally come to life! Why? BECAUSE IT IS A COOL FEATURE. You may sell your crops for money. You may not have a washer or dryer, you have to wash your clothes in the washing tub. You are also a minimalist and prefer not to have tvs, radios, computer, ect. You must also have a cow plant, and it must eat at least two strangers! If not, I guess it's not a fail. Just for fun!

CAREER: You will be living off the land, in other words you will not have a regular job/career. You will make money by selling crops you grow, things you collected, or things you have crafted. Your spouse my have a regular job.

FAMILY & LOVE: You can get married or divorced as many times as you want, it is totally up to you. You can have a good relationship or a bad one depending on whatever you want to do for your generation.

CHILDREN: You must have at least two children, one will be more of the country/southern down home punch type while the other will be more scientific and very intelligent. The scientific child will be your heir, it does not matter if it is the youngest or the oldest. Your heir for this generation must be a male! You may have more than two children.

BUMP IN THE ROAD: Use the random dice/number generator website provided, roll a number 1-10. Find the number in the list below entitled "bump in the road" you must do this sometime in the generation before your heir becomes a young adult. You will do one for each generation.

GOOD KARMA: Same as bump in the road but you choose from the list provided called 'good karma'.

GENERATION FOUR

BUTT PROBING - - - All your child hood you loved the idea of technology, and reading books about it but your family was wildly against it. So your dream was to be a scientist and one day reach the alien world of Sixam! (Need GTW for this generation!) In this generation one of your main goals is to get abducted and impregnated by an alien. Thats right. We are bringing aliens into this shit. CAREER: Reach the end of the scientist career and max out the rocket ship skill. Your spouse my have any job. You must build a satellite to get abducted by aliens you may not use the cheat to get a satellite.

FAMILY & LOVE: You may marry. It would be more fun to marry an alien but that is up to you! Your spouse my have any job or none that is completely up to you.

CHILDREN: The alien baby will be your heir, no matter what gender it is. You may have other children and they may be human or adopted it is completely up to you. The heir must be a happy go lucky child that is bubbly and sweet while the other children are just normal or whatever you want them to be.

BUMP IN THE ROAD: Use the random dice/number generator website provided, roll a number 1-10. Find the number in the list below entitled "bump in the road" you must do this sometime in the generation before your heir becomes a young adult. You will do one for each generation.

GOOD KARMA: Same as bump in the road but you choose from the list provided called 'good karma'.

GENERATION FIVE

BAKERS DOZEN - - - It's time to get to cookin'! Your alien baby from your last generation is itchin' to start their own bakery and man do they love to cook. Savory & sweet. Try your hardest to make enough money to start your own little bakery. You also must max out all skills that are cooking, baking, gourmet cooking, ect. Every Sunday you have to have a family dinner cooking a gourmet meal and baking at least one desert.

CAREER: You can join the culinary career to make money until you have enough to start your own bakery then you must quit and make your money just from your bakery! You must have GTW for this generation.

FAMILY & LOVE: No rules when it comes to spouse, you can do whatever you want or marry who ever you want and get married or divorced as many times as you want. Though in my opinion since your sim for this generation is so happy and sweet they should be looking for 'the one' and probably only marry one person but thats just what I think!

CHILDREN: Must have at least one child. Your heir should be very brooding and dark, such as a loner or maybe even a borderline goth. He hates that his parent is so happy go lucky and they are more sinister than sweet. They can make good grades or not, it is up to you!

BUMP IN THE ROAD: Use the random dice/number generator website provided, roll a number 1-10. Find the number in the list below entitled "bump in the road" you must do this sometime in the generation before your heir becomes a young adult. You will do one for each generation.

GOOD KARMA: Same as bump in the road but you choose from the list provided called 'good karma'.

GENERATION SIX

THE LOVE BITE - - - That brooding baby is all grown up now, and man are they ready to move on with their life! They decided to settle down in a town called Forgotten Hollow. After years of searching the web as a loner teenager they have discovered that Forgotten Hollow is crawling in vampires, and they think the vampires are the only ones who will understand his achy heart and accept them for one of their own. Your life goal is to become the most powerful vampire around! (Must have Vampire expansion pack for this generation.)

CAREER: Career isn't very important in this generation, you can do whatever you like for money! Or you can be homeless for all I care and find yourself a rich vampire to shack up with. Sounds legit. Mmn.. Bill Compton... anyways!

FAMILY & LOVE: You find yourself falling in love with a neighborhood vampire, spending most of your time with them letting them feed on you because lets face it you are a weirdo. Eventually you convince them to change you into a vampire so you can finally become the powerful being you were meant to be!

CHILDREN: You can either have a child with the vampire while you are human or vampire. It depends on if you want your next generation to be vampire or not. If you become a vampire then have a baby with your vampire spouse it is 100% that you will have a vampire child. If you are human when doing so it is only 50% likely the baby will become a human this part is all up to your preference! Your heir must be male.

BUMP IN THE ROAD: Use the random dice/number generator website provided, roll a number 1-10. Find the number in the list below entitled "bump in the road" you must do this sometime in the generation before your heir becomes a young adult. You will do one for each generation.

GOOD KARMA: Same as bump in the road but you choose from the list provided called 'good karma'.

GENERATION SEVEN

STARVING ARTIST - - - You are the most creative sim on the block, and you know exactly how to channel your creativeness into making a profit. Wether you are just an insightful painter or a jack of all trades you are always working on something that will soon become a master piece, with the dream of selling art and becoming your own boss. Everything inspires you!

CAREER: You may not have a career or job. You may only do paintings or other hobbyist things to make money. Such as painting or sculpting. You may use other ways to make money on the side such as gardening, collecting ect.

FAMILY & LOVE: Because everything inspires you, you have multiple lovers. You have gotten a couple women pregnant already but you don't some very interested in raising them since you fall in and out of love every time you meet someone new. Eventually you find 'the one' and settle down and actually start a family.

CHILDREN: Your heir can be any gender, but it must be from the union of your marriage and not a love child from one of the women you knocked up in your 'stallion days'!

BUMP IN THE ROAD: Use the random dice/number generator website provided, roll a number 1-10. Find the number in the list below entitled "bump in the road" you must do this sometime in the generation before your heir becomes a young adult. You will do one for each generation.

GOOD KARMA: Same as bump in the road but you choose from the list provided called 'good karma'.

GENERATION EIGHT

DOCTOR DOLITTLE - - - This is for all my sims 4 pets lovers out there, and it was requested by my sister! You must have the pets expansion pack. Your father was a starving artist and he didn't make that much money but you want so much more for your family; and you also have a healthy obsession with animals. You must own at least one cat and one dog, challenging right? Knowing you wont ever make the money you can go out and get yourself a business loan so you can open your own vet clinic! You must maintain a successful vet clinic while keeping your family happy and having positive relationships with each family member and pet. Subtract 500 dollars every Friday from your family funds to pay back your loan until your heir reaches the age of teenager. For example if you have 1500 simoleons in your family funds you will type in the cheat 'money 1000' which will set your family funds to 500 simoleons less than what it was before you made your payment. WE KNOW LOANS CAN BE A KILLER! MAKE THAT MONEY!

FAMILY & LOVE: Must have at least two children but you may have as many as you like, your youngest child will be your heir you may not choose a child.

CHILDREN: Your heir can have any traits you want BUT they must have the family oriented trait!

BUMP IN THE ROAD: Use the random dice/number generator website provided, roll a number 1-10. Find the number in the list below entitled "bump in the road" you must do this sometime in the generation before your heir becomes a young adult. You will do one for each generation.

GOOD KARMA: Same as bump in the road but you choose from the list provided called 'good karma'.

GENERATION NINE

THE SINGLE PARENT - - - Did you know that there are approximately 13.7 million single parents in the U.S.? That number represents approximately 26% of children under 21 in the U.S. today. This generation is for all the kids like me that grew up with a single parent. Having the Parenthood expansion is helpful but not required! You will spend this generation supporting your child and doing as many things/activities with them that you possibly can.

CAREER: You may have any career you like, this part is completely up to you just keep in mind it needs to leave you enough time to spend with your child because that is the challenge after all is balancing work and family!

FAMILY & LOVE: This generation you will only have ONE child and you may not be married or dating. For story purposes you can marry, have a child, and then divorce but they have to move out!

CHILDREN: If you happen to have twins you can choose which one is your heir. You must have a full positive relationship with your child by the time they become a teenager and keep it that way into young adulthood.

BUMP IN THE ROAD: Use the random dice/number generator website provided, roll a number 1-10. Find the number in the list below entitled "bump in the road" you must do this sometime in the generation before your heir becomes a young adult. You will do one for each generation.

GOOD KARMA: Same as bump in the road but you choose from the list provided called 'good karma'.

GENERATION TEN

CONGRATS SIMMER!! - - - Wow you did it! That was a roller coaster huh? For this last generation you will be wrapping up this little adventure (unless you grew attached to the legacy, by all means keep going!) To reward you for even making it this far this generation is going to be whatever you want it to be! What have you been wanting to explore in the sims? What have you not done yet? Lets think outside the box. You still must do a bump in the road and a good karma!

BUMP IN THE ROAD: Use the random dice/number generator website provided, roll a number 1-10. Find the number in the list below entitled "bump in the road" you must do this sometime in the generation before your heir becomes a young adult. You will do one for each generation.

GOOD KARMA: Same as bump in the road but you choose from the list provided called 'good karma'.

BUMP IN THE ROAD

(If you get something that doesn't correlate correctly with your generational challenges, roll again!)

1: DEATH IN THE FAMILY: You must kill off someone in your family, not including your current heir/founder, and your future heir for that generation. You must do this before your heir reaches young adult hood. Number off your other family members (husband/wife, and other children) roll the random dice which will be linked at the bottom of the post. YOU MUST KILL OFF WHO EVER CORRELATES WITH THE RANDOM NUMBER YOU ROLLED. NO CHEATING. If you use this in generation one, and you kill off your significant other; you may not remarry.

2: UNEXPECTED EXPENSE: Uh oh, something went wrong. Wether it's an overdue bill, an unexpected traffic ticket, or a medical emergency; something always happens and we end up broke AGAIN. Subtract 800 simoleons from your family funds. Broke now? That sucks. Part of life.

3: WE'VE BEEN ROBBED!: Some low life broke into your house while you were gone! They took every piece of movable furniture. This excludes large kitchen appliances (fridge, stove, sink, dishwasher ect.) Bathroom furniture (sinks, shower/bath, toilets, ect.) everything else is completely gone. You must delete all the rest of your furniture but keep track of your funds before hand. After you have deleted the furniture type in the cheat 'money moneyamounthere' and replace the exact amount of money you had BEFORE you deleted all your furniture. For example if you had 500 simoleons before the furniture, but 1800 after deleting your furniture you will type in the cheat 'money 500'.

4: SLOW N' STEADY WINS THE DIVORCE: Things become stale in the bed, you start to fight more and more every day with your spouse. Slowly but surely you begin to resent each other. Make your sim and their spouse fight, argue, insult each other SLOWLY build up a negative relationship with them until it reaches enemy status and you are forced to divorce. As a slap in the face you are left with all of the kids, and once a week you must pay spousal support of 150 simoleons a week DON'T FORGET TO PAY OR THEY WILL COME TO COLLECT AND START A FIGHT! If you roll this and you are on GENERATION ONE, you must reroll. You may remarry.

5: DIPSHIT ADOPTION: Your druggy uncle just called from prison. He's at it again, and he got the life sentence. Guess what you get out of it? His devil spawn. You must adopt a toddler, try to get one with negative traits such as hotheaded, loner, slob, ect. Have either a negative relationship with the child, or a neutral one. Make them act out such as make messes, fail classes, skip school, start fights, ect. As they age up you cannot give them positive traits such as good, family oriented, neat, ect. This child may not be killed, you must keep it until your heir becomes of age and you move on to the next generation. SORRY.

6: UP IN FLAMES: Guess who left the stove on, thats right, it was you. You can either some how light your house on fire WITHOUT killing anyone, OR you can take the easy way out and bulldoze your entire lot. If you light your house on fire you must let it burn without putting it out; remember there are no firefighter NPCs in the sims 4. I don't know how much the fire spreads so thats on you guys. IF you just bulldoze your entire lot you may not give yourself any extra money, you must basically start over with whatever funds you have left, because obviously you didn't get home owners insurance, that bites. No family members die in the fire.

7: LETTING YOURSELF GO: So you got depressed, and you ate all the ice cream. Again. With cake. Needless to say, the pounds keep packin' on. You must gain weight. There are many ways in the game you can do so, you just have to look them up because I aint yo mama. You may not exercise. That's it. You're a liddol fluffy now and their ain't no goin' back. SORRY, THAT'S HOW THE COOKIE CRUMBLES. You may not roll again, don't be a pansy and just eat some cake. You thiccccc.

8: WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS: Nah I ain't talkin' about the weather. You're spouse left you, and it went surprisingly in your favor and he didn't take all your money! But now you are on the prowl lookin' for a new boo. You had a night out on the town and met yourself a tall drink of water who said they had a PHAT bank account. After falling in fake love to get their money one sad morning you wake up and that tall drink of water poured all over your already sad life by draining your bank account. You are left with nothing but whats in your NOT phat wallet. (300 simoleons) Shit happens bro, stop bein' a ho.  If you already have children you may add an extra 100 simoleons for each child you have. For example if you have 3 kids you will have 600 simoleons left in your family funds. If your generation requires you be married to the same person the whole time, roll again.

9: THE GAME OF LIFE: You just keep messing up don't cha? From here on out any time you're given a prompt for your career and the results effect you negatively, you have to take 100 simoleons out of your family funds. Sucks huh? maybe you shouldn't fuck around at work or get on your bosses bad side. Sorry buddy, get your shit in line!

10. NO BABIES 4 U: Want to have children of your own with your spouse? Too bad so sad. Any children you have must be adopted, no trying for a baby in that bush for you! They must be at the lowest age that is adoptable. No name changes, you may change their appearance (clothing, hair, accessories, ect.) but not race/skin-tone/facial features. (does not apply if you are in the first generation, roll again.)

GOOD KARMA

(If you get something that doesn't correlate correctly with your generational challenges, roll again!)

1: FOUND SOME CHEDDAR: Just walkin' down the street mindin' your own business, singin' your favorite song, you look down and what do you see? 100 simoleon bill! You look around and notice nobody is looking.. so what do you do? You grab that shit and run. CONGRATS!~

2: TO YOU, FROM THE STORK: As if you didn't have enough kids already, one night your spouse rolls over in bed and begs you to have yet another child with their crazy ass. And what do you say? SURE WHY NOT. You will add another child to the required amount of children for this generation. For example; if the generation requires you have three children, you must now have 4.

3: POT O' GOLD: Thanks family member i've never met! You just got a letter in the mail letting you know your great great great grand- whatever, just left you 10,000 simoleons in their will. LOOK AT YOU MOVIN' UP IN THE WORLD. Thanks whatever your name is!

4: EARLY RETIREMENT: WOW! Your boss must either really like you, or really want you out of the way. He/She just gave you enough money to retire early! Give your self 200,000 simoleons and quit yo job! (You must wait until atleast level 6 of your current career before you are eligible to cash dat phat check!) If the gernerational rules require you complete your profession you must roll again, SORRY BRUH.

5: FAMILY VACATION: The hustle and bustle of the town/city life is really grinding down your family. If you don't have two days off in a row, call in sick and take your family on a camping trip! Must stay at least one night. If you do not have outdoor retreat, just take a couple days off and spend some quality time with the fam bam.

6: ANGEL ADOPTION: Wow, the nest sure is gettin' empty. It's time to stock that shit back up. Adopt yourself another bundle of joy at the precious age of toddler. You must do this after all of your kids are grown to at least teen stage, no matter which child you chose for your heir THINK AGAIN. Because this liddol angel is now your only chance at a decent heir. You may give them a make over to look any way you want, and you may choose who you adopt. They cannot have negative traits, but they are the sweetest thing since great grammys cherry pie. Must have all A's in elementary and high school.

7: CHANGE OF PACE: Sometimes you just need new scenery. Your whole family came together and decided it was time to sell that house, and move to a new town! You must have a whole new house you may buy one or build one it is your choice. I suggest selling all your furniture from the previous house to put towards your new house!

8: ADOPT A FURBABY: Whether you already have a pet or not you must get another. You may adopt from your phone or computer, OR you may adopt a stray! Any breed or animal. BUT you may not change their gender, name, or appearance. Never fret, you may have more than one pet.

9: THE DEAN'S LIST: You must be either really smart, or really talented. Why? Because you were just awarded a scholarship to you college of choice. Using a cheat code at the beginning of your generation you may promote yourself TWICE at the beginning of your first career as if you had attended college and gotten a better starting position/salary. The cheat code is 'careers.promote careername' for example if you are an astronaut you will type in 'careers.promote astronaut' TWICE.

10: HIDDEN ADVENTURE: Okay i'm sorry kiddos, you are gonna have to do a little researching for this one! In this generation you have to uncover your towns hidden location/secret area. For example if you live on Oasis Springs the Forgotten Grotto has two different entrances that can only be accessed by Sims that have level 10 in the Handiness skill. The entrances can be found in Desert Bloom Park –far behind the park– and also down the cliff behind the Landgraab Mansion. A surprise awaits. They aren't hard to find if you google them and they are so interesting!

Let’s use the tag #LifeGameLegacy so I can see your liddol babies doing my challenge! You can find the random number generator here. 

[avengerofyourheart]

Flour Girl {2} (Bucky x reader AU)

Characters: reader, Bucky (Jimmy), Clint, Wanda.

Summary: Discovering the cute guy you just flirted with is the heir of a rival bakery, you suddenly find yourself running into him all over the city. Can your small boutique bakery compete? And how do you deal with the guy who seems determined to make your life a living hell? Luckily you’re distracted by a secret admirer…But who is he? (Inspired by “You’ve Got Mail”, Enemies to Lovers)

Warnings: none! Mild swearing?

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: Aahh!!! I’m so grateful and elated that you all loved part one!! This baking fic is kind of my heart and soul and I’m so glad you’re loving it and love the idea of it. There’s so much more to come and a lot of snarky banter mixed with sweetness! I love you all. Please let me know your thoughts! I love to hear from you!! :) 

<<Part One   Part Two   Part Three>> 

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The drive back to your bakery was a blur after your interactions with Clint and Jimmy. How could a regular morning take such a sharp turn for the worst? Parking in your designated spot in front of your building, you walked through the store front and offered a smile to a few customers being helped by Wanda. Setting down your coat and bag on the chair in your tiny back office where you did paperwork, you then rolled your shoulders and neck to release tension that had gathered there.

Somehow you had finished your morning baking, done your deliveries, discovered that the competition was moving into the neighborhood, and flirted badly with a cute guy who happened to work for the rival bakery. It wasn’t even 9am.

A deep breath and a few more stretches later, you decided to shake off this morning and get your hands in some some dough. That’s when you were most comfortable and in control, when you were baking. Tying an apron around your waist and washing your hands, you punched down the growing yeast dough one more time before dumping it out onto the floured wooden surface.

It all became muscle memory then, rolling out the dough and spreading your special cinnamon filling over the whole surface. Sprinkling a few chopped pecans on top, you then rolled the dough into one long log and began to cut the dough evenly before placing each roll on a cookie sheet. Your cinnamon rolls were one of our top sellers, so you made them fresh almost every day. You also received special orders where customers would asked for a dozen at a time.

You were just cleaning off your table when Wanda hollered back that she needed a few different types of cookies. Reaching into the two-door freezer, you placed the cookie dough balls on sheet pans and slid them into the oven. It was more efficient to make a large amount of dough at a time and freeze it to be baked fresh when needed.

Later you brought the cookies up front and Wanda restocked the case filled with baked goods. You checked that the self-serve coffee pots were filled and creamers were still cold. Restocking a few of the sweeteners, you then took one last look around, satisfied that everything was in its place.

“Wanda, I’ll be in the office if you need me,” you told the long-haired brunette.

“You got it, boss,” Wanda smiled.

Wanda had been with you from the very beginning. It had only been a year since you had turned in your business proposal and were approved for a loan, allowing you to open the bakery. Renting retail space in New York City was ridiculously expensive, but you did have one saving grace. Your landlord was willing to lower the rent slightly because it was also the building you lived in, up one floor. You had agreed to serve as superintendent, since he lived outside the city. It was a lot to take on with your business and also getting random calls in the middle of the night about broken thermostats and clogged toilets, but somehow you made it work.

You had just taken a seat in your office with coffee and a muffin when your phone chirped. Fishing it out of your apron, you saw a text message and swiped to open it.

Hey dillweed, you messed up our order again. That’s the third time this month, dude. Get back here and fix it.

B.

Staring down at your phone, you blinked a few times and read the words once more. Well, clearly that message wasn’t meant for you. Normally, you’d just ignore it, but it seemed important, so drafted a message and hit send.

Excuse me? I think you have the wrong number. I am not a dude. And what kind of insult is dillweed anyway?

FG

Three dots appeared as the other person was typing and seconds later another message arrived.

Oh, I’m sorry. I must have typed the number in wrong. My mistake. Sorry to bother you. Also dillweed is a perfectly acceptable insult, thank you very much.

B.

The response made you laugh. You were about to delete the messages and forget all about the exchange when you changed your mind and started typing. After this morning, you could use a little harmless entertainment.

FG: You typed in the number? What’re you, 90? If you know someone well enough to insult them, wouldn’t they be saved in your contacts?

A few more seconds later, you saw their response.

B: Well, Ms. Judge-y Stranger, if you must know, I have a bad track record with cell phones and rarely have them for long so I memorize most numbers or keep them in a notebook. Happy?

Another snort before you responded.

FG: Ecstatic. You’re right, I don’t know you at all and have no right to judge. It’s impressive that you can memorize numbers. My generation has completely lost the ability.

B: How do you know we’re not the same generation?

Grinning, you shot back a quick reply.

FG: You never refuted my claims that you were 90.

B: Oh. Well, I’m not. I’m 24, for your information. And you?

You hesitated then, unsure about telling a stranger anything about yourself. This was just harmless fun. After thinking a moment, you sent out a vague reply.

FG: I’m somewhere around there.

B: What’s your name?

That was a hard stop right there. Nope.

FG: I think that’s enough chatting with a random stranger for today. I’ll keep my personal info to myself, thank you.

B: Well, I might know more about you than you might think. I know you are not a dude and from the area code, I know you’re a New Yorker.

Huh. Well, he wasn’t wrong. Before you could reply another message appeared.

B: I’ve already offered more info than you have, but I’m a giver. I am, in fact, a dude and also a New Yorker. See? Not that difficult.

Another laugh escaped your lips. You then noticed the clock and felt foolish to spend so much precious time on this silly conversation, entertaining as it was.

FG: Well, dude. I have to get back to work. Nice chatting with you.

B: Oh? What do you do? Is FG your initials? Fiona Gale? Franny George?

You couldn’t help yourself and sent a laughing emoji with tears.

FG: Nice try. Later, dude.

Back at work, you couldn’t help but think about that absurd text conversation. It was probably just a one-time thing, but it definitely turned your whole day around. Pulling out the ingredients to make tart dough, you couldn’t help but hum to yourself. Thank you, dude.  

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Part 3>> 

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Oooooh, intrigue!!! Who’s this mysterious texter??  Also, cinnamon rolls. *drools* I’d apologize about making you all hungry, but I’m kind of not sorry. :D Mondays and Thursdays might just be days we all give up on our diets. ha!! Would you have texted back? Do you think she’s smart to keep her information to herself? Never can be too careful!! I hope you’re excited for part 3 on Monday!! I’d love to hear what you think of this chapter!! I adore you all. Thank you for reading. 

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[dat-one-gal]

Sweet Little Thought (LustBerry) Short Story

Another party..another lonely night. One where everyone avoids you like the plague just because of where you come from, look like.....and sometimes act like. Lust sighed as he put a smile on his face his eye-lights dull. He looked at the drink he had in his cup many would think it to be alcohol but...Lust actually hates the taste or even smell of the stuff. He stood in the corner other's quickly walking away from him or sometimes even running. Other's just never made eye contact with him. Lust forced himself not to cry as he swirled his drink around in his cup, thoughts swam around in his head as he spaced out. One thought stood out the most as well as a few others. Anger being in the top three...he had the right to be angry right?... He sighed and moved on from the thought. The rest being darker than he normally would have welcomed into his mind...but the blaring music the sound of laughter and....love filled the air. How come he wasn't allowed to love...and if he did why was it saw as 'fake' or even 'WrOnG' he could feel the tears trying to escape his eye sockets now. A lump in his throat, he quickly took a drink of his punch trying to wash away the feelings of sadness with it. The thoughts just kept coming along with the tears that tried to push there way out of his eye sockets but refused to let happen. He took a deep breath. It wasn't a bad idea....'Suicide'....right? He gripped his cup tightly and glared softly at the floor. No, he had no right to end his life. He had no right to smother out what was given to him just as he had no right to be angry or....even love for that matter. Lust looked up and was met by a pair of baby blue eyes looking up at him worriedly "Lust?" the soft voice rang in Lust's ears it seemed to cut through the music and loud voices echoing around the room. Lust's thoughts stopped as if frozen in time. "I..I ummm. Yes?" He stammered...Lust never studders or wastes a chance to 'flirt'.

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Yet another party it was fun. Never a lonely night at parties like this. everyone seems to talk to you and share a laugh with you. It's always nice to meet a new person. he walked around sometimes talking to people or serving them food and drinks he had on a plate held level with my head. he saw some people rushing away from a corner but he couldn't see who was in the corner or what rather. Someone...Red to be exact stopped abruptly in front of him "Blue?! Did you invite him?!!" Red chucked a thumb behind him anger written all over his face but it wasn't directed towards Blue that's for sure. He leaned to look pasted Red and tilted his head slightly as he saw purple, then when someone moved clearly startled Blue could see Lust. The look in his eye sent a shiver down his spine. He knows that look all too well... He then leaned back and put a hand on my hip and glared at Red "Yes? Do you have a problem with that?" Red gulped and shook his head "I-I was ju-just asking." He smiled nervously and Blue raised a bone brow he obviously didn't buy it but before he could say anything Red ran away not wanting to fall victim to Blue's anger. Blue sighed and slowly made his way over to Lust setting the plate he had in his hands on the table. Lust seemed to be lost in his thoughts and if you looked close enough you could see tears trying to push their way to the surface. Blue tensed up slightly he could feel his SOUL grow heavy just from the thought of what Lust could be thinking. Blue now stood in front of Lust his eye's glowed with worry as he looked up at the sad skeleton. "Lust?" Blue said softly he was sacred he had said it too softly but was shocked to see Lust rais he head and look at him "I..I ummm. Yes?" Lust studdered.

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Lust looked at the smaller who just seemed to get more worried as time ticked away. "Are...are you ok?" Blue asked gently looking Lust directly in the eye. Lust looked away from Blue not used to someone holding eye contact with him "Of course Baby Blue~!" Lust attempted to flirt but Blue knew what he was trying to do "I'm not stupid nor am I leaving." Lust looked a Blue a bit shocked Blue sighed and rolled his eyes before he grabbed Lust's hand and began to drag him to the front door. Many had a happy look on their faces as they thought Lust was being kicked out other's just scowled at Lust. Blue glared right back at those who scowled scaring them a bit, Blue suddenly opened the door and pushed Lust outside many began to laugh but everything stopped when Blue growled then slammed the door behind him going outside with Lust.

Everyone got quite as the music seemed to stop some looked around worriedly others seemed scared for Blue. Some moved to the living room window to see what was going on outside. many other's following their lead in watching what was going on.

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Blue slammed the door and Lust just stood and watched. He could really care less what Blue did or how he felt it wasn't much different to anyone else at least in Lust's eyes. Blue walked over to Lust his eyes shadowed by the darkness of the underground. Lust took a step back but was soon tackled into a hug by Blue, Lust stumbled but managed to keep his balance. "B-Blue?" Lust studdered a faint tint of blush on his face. Blue didn't say anything and just hugged Lust tighter "I'm sorry." Blue muttered Lust looked at Blue in confusion and worry "For what?" Lust asked slowly wrapping his arms around the smaller "For your misunderstood SOUL." Blue whispered, at those words Lust seemed to break down. The tears he had tried so desperately to stop seemed to ignore him and roll down his cheeks. "I....I don't-" Lust was cut off by Blue who shook his head "No...It's ok. Don't speak for a while. Just...let it out." Lust trembled "N-not here p-please." Blue let go of Lust and nodded. Blue grabbed Lust's hand and made his way down the stairs as he guided Lust to his hiding spot. Somewhere only Blue knew about somewhere Blue went to cry it all out or just think if he needed to. 

After a few minutes had passed Blue took a sharp turn making Lust gasp as he almost fell the slick ice under his purple boots causing him to almost lose his balance. Blue tugged Lust into a small but rather cozy spot tucked behind the trees and dimly lit up by fairy lights. Lust looked around a small smile on his face at the sight. Blue tugged on his hand as he sat down on the icy ground bring Lust down with him who sat next to him. Blue let go of Lust's hand. "You can let it all out here." Lust sighed and just looked down at his hand tiredly. "No...it's ok. I...don't need to cry anymore," he mumbled Blue sighed but nodded respecting his wishes. They sat in silence for a long while before Blue spoke up breaking the silence "You...you shouldn't worry about what others think of you." Blue said softly looking up at Lust. "I know...its just hard." Lust whispered Blue nodded in understanding "You look really tried." Lust chuckled dryly and nodded "Ya...I guess you could say im...bone-tried."Blue giggled softly. "Rest." Lust just shook his head "Nah...besides there's nowhere to rest." Blue shook his head a small smile on his face he tugged Lust down pulling the taller's head into his lap. Lust looked up at Blue raising a bone brow "Really?" Blue shrugged "Why not?" He giggled softly Lust sighed purple blush coating his cheeks he then closed his eyes trying his best to relax. He soon found himself drifting off into a peaceful sleep as Blue watched over him. Blue hummed softly as he looked up at the ceiling of the Underground. It was decorated in little gems that were said to shine like stars but nothing could ever be as beautiful compared to the real thing. Blue smiled as he looked down at the sleeping skeleton in his lap. He would beg to differ because he has found something beautiful and that is a love that couldn't compare to any other. The SOUL that stood out in the sleeping skeletons chest seemed to shine just as bright if not brighter. "Kindness is all you need. Sometimes it's the only thing we can give." Blue hummed out thinking aloud he smiled and waited for Lust to wake

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Those inside the house were quite as they watched what happened outside in shock Lust was crying...CRYING...Everyone watched as the two walked away after talking about something they couldn't hear. Classic opened the front door other' pouring out behind him to get a better look at the two walking away. Red sighed and looked at Classic then back at the two skeletons "So...anyone wanna guess what happened with...Lust?" Classic asked only to be greeted with silence "Ya...I thought so." Classic grumbled getting shocked and confused looks from everyone besides Red who understood Classic the best "Don't look at me like that." Classic growled out "You KNOW what you did so don't pretend like you DON'T" Classic shouted at them before sighing harshly and rubbing his temples "You all are insurable jerks." Classic mumbled the others looked ashamed Outer walked out to stand next to Classic "Sorry." He muttered Classic raised a brown brow "For?" He asked unamused "For what I did to Lust." Classic nodded "And who should we say that to?" Classic asked placing his hands on his hips "Lust." Outer muttered getting a nod of approval from Classic. Outer blushed slightly and sighed trying to hide the blush that was slowly taking over his face as Classic smiled at him before turning around to scold the others.

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Hours had passed and they still weren't back everyone was starting to get worried something had happened, but before they knew it they saw a blue and purple splotch of color slowly walking to them. Once the blue and purple splotch got closer it became clear, it was Lust carrying a sleeping Blue bridal style. Lust just walked past them ignoring them and into Blue's room a few moments passed and it seemed Lust wasn't planning on coming out anytime soon, but they seemed to be proven wrong when Lust walked out of the room closing the door softly behind him and was greeted by guilty face and a butt load of apologies from SOME Sans' others seemed not to care or just didn't speak. Lust sighed and excepted the apologies one after another those that had apologized were happy that he had accepted the apology. Classic watched smiling as he stood next to Lust who didn't seem to care much for Classic standing next to him. He could tell a lot of this was faked, some of it real, other's just didn't care enough to say sorry which Lust preferred. If you don't mean it, don't say it right? Well, that's what Lust lived by anyways. Lust just accepted everything they said before he walked away getting some punch and walking up to Blue's room and sat on the floor thinking about everything they had said to him while he waited for Blue to wake up.

This was going to be interesting.

[dailysarina]

The Sarina Project

Ok so I gotta put a little A/N at the start of this one beacuse I realized I have to make a litttttllllleee change to this story. Soz. Annyywaaayyyy... I’ve decided to change the POV from first person to third person, which I know is probably SUPER annoying for you but I promise this chapter would work better if it was not just from Karina’s POV. So I hope y’all are ready for some ~e p i c~ punk!Sarah thoughts ^-^

The Sarina Project

Chapter 18: I Hate My Freinds

“Are you sure your ready to do this?” Emily viciously inquired of DJ, who just happened to be sitting next to her. (A/N: Remember, Karina is NOT narrating this she is NOT HERE hehe ^-^)

“Are you kidding??? I’m literally James Bond,” DJ said, popping the p. “I’ve snuck into like 15 classrooms already this year.”

“OMG ME TOO!” Emily said back in response to DJ.

“Ya exactly we snuck into those classrooms together,” DJ unimpressedly said. They both laughed at Emily’s forgetfulness.

“Haha,” she laughed, giggling.

“Ok lets go,” DJ said, immediately jumping into a James Bond somersault and kicking the door to the classroom. Emily crept in behind him, her greenish, hazelish, slightly brown speckled balls of sight gazing over the cold, lifeless, OPPRESSIVE, torture seats... aka... DESKS. (A/N: hahahahhahaha I hate school sum1 halp plz 😭😂)

“There’s no one in here,” Emily said after about ten minutes observations.

“Wow it’s not like I can see the exact same classroom,” DJ sarcastically quipped back at her in such a tone that only DJ could recreate.

“Just get to the desk,” Emily said, deciding to suddenly use her gymnastics skills to backflip across the room and onto the teacher’s desk.

“Wow I, definitely good enough for the olympics if I can do that,” Emily said, obviously very very proud of her recent accomplishments. Ever since she was two days and fifteen hours and 32 minutes old, she had wanted to be an Olympic gymnast. Gymnastics was her LAIFE!! (A/N: Chipotle is laiiifffeee heh XD). DJ rolled his brown orbs he used for seeing almost every day back into his head at Emily’s showyoffiness and walked over to the same teachers desk Emily was standing on.

“I saw Mrs. Bersbedasukeon put the paper with our group project partners on the third drawer from the bottom on the right said,” DJ told Emily, DABBING and pointing toward the correct drawer. Emily pulled open the drawer and grabbed the single piece of paper sitting on there. A piece of paper that could change the life of ALL THE NAMES ON IT. This paper would be the most sacred thing Emily would touch in a long time.

“This piece of paper is so precious,” Emily hugged the paper to her chest while violently popping her p’s.

“Just switch the names!!!!,!!!!!!!” DJ annoyingly said, banging on the desk to gain Emily’s attention back. Emily nodded and started whiting out a few names on the paper with... WHITE OUT; which she had conveniently stashed in her coat pocket and had just pulled out for this specific reason.

(A/N: okiiii idk how to describe this next part because it always plays like a movie in my head... if that makes sense... IDK. But anyway I’m gonna write this next part like a script so it’s easier for y’all to understand. Remember dailysarina cares about her followers!!! ;))

Emily: *quickly runs white out over a few ^convenient^ names*

DJ: *rewrites the new group partners aS THEY SHOULD BE*

“Good. That’s good,” Emily said as DJ forged the teachers’ handwriting. Then the super sneaky spy duo (A/N: “Nice use of alliteration” -Mr. Scoggins, my English teacher haha jk I would DIE if he read this lol xD) left the classroom until the next day.

THE NEXT DAY............,,....

I enter through the doorway to my art class, brushing my newly dyed pink hair out of my eyes and adjusting my lilac colored flower crown. ‘I wonder if Sarah will notice my hair?’ I wonder. Wait. WHY DID I THINK THAT?? Ugh this is so annoying. Sarah is literally the scariest person I’ve ever seen and yet I am CONSTANTLY worried about what she thinks of me. What is up with that?? It probably just because I’m a weird person, and that’s what weird people do. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

“Ew your hair looks like a fairy threw up on it,” Sarah quipped at me the second I walked in the room, without even making eye contact. What the heck?!??,.! Why is she so MEAN? “You also look like that girl from LazyTown.” OH THAT’S IT.

“Yeah, well... you look like Susie from DELTARUNE!” I screamed back at her, crossing my arms in satisfaction. I can’t believe I actually stood up to her! She didn’t get mad and punch me in the face like I thought she would. She didn’t even yell another insult back at me. She just smiled a bit, and went back to drawing a skull and cross bones on her ripped jeans with eyeliner. I skip over to a giggling Emily and DJ, who were sitting at the table next to Sarah, and sit down, fluffing the skirt of my light pinkish salmon dress as I sit.

“What are you laughing about?” I say to my freinds, who seem to be cackling about something I don’t know about. Are they laughing at me?? I wouldn’t be surprised if they were, considering all my old friends at my old school started bullying me for being weird. UGH! WHy is being weird so hard in high school??

“Nooooiittththhhhhiiiiinnnnnnngggggggg............” the blonde haired girl and the brown eyed boy said in complete unison. Ok, that was creepy, I’m just going to ignore that.

“I will now read out the partners I’ve assigned for this art project y’all will be working on,” our teacher, Mrs. Bersbedasukeon yelled at us. I really hope I get a good partner that doesn’t make fun of my pink hair. And I rreeeeaaallllly hope I don’t get Sarah. ANYONE BUT SARAH.

“The first pair will be Karina and Sarah.”

...

...

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

“Ummm, can I please- but I am cut off by the rudest teacher to ever exist. She just goes on giving out partners like I don’t have a problem with mine. HOW RUDE IS THAT

“Ugghhhhhhh now our project is gonna be covered in rainbows and glitter and pink flowers, gross.” Sarah said, banding her head on the table. I feel like I’m about to cRY. THIS IS GONNA BE H O R R I B L E. why does all the horrible stuff always have to happen to me? My life sucks,

“Well have fun with you Project, you guys,” Emily quips sarcastically, popping the p, but I did NOT think it was funny. She gets to work with DJ, and that’s NOT FAIR. why can’t THEY work with Sarah???” At least they sort of l i k e her.

This is probably all their fault.

I hate them sooooooo much. :( 😭

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WHOOOAAAAAAAA CLIFFHANGERRRRRRRR!!! xD. Soz that this chapter was a little confusing but a lot of stuff that needed to happen so the story can finally pick up (I can’t believe I’ve written 18 chapters!!!) I honestly think this is the best thing I’ve ever written, but REMEMBER. I have NEVER written anything before this is my FIRST time trying fanfic and I really don’t want anyone to judge me. Don’t be r00d LOLOLOLOL.

On a different note........ my mom is FINALLY taking our family to Chicago and I’m literally going to be spending all week hunting for my two favorite people EEEEEEEEEE. I’m hoping to see them at least 7 times, maybe more? I mean I know what kind of places they like to eat at and where they hang out with people (don’t ask me how I know I’ll never tell hehehehe) so it shouldn’t be too hard to find them. By the end of the week they’re gonna LOVE ME! xD xD Anywayyyyy because of that I probably won’t be writing another chapter next week, but I will still be posting d a n k memes about our children! Dailysarina is signing off now hehe. Peace!!! ✌️

[kat-sucky]

Hello lovely~ Im cravin some angst so may i get a scenario w/ bakugous (ofc) S/O goes blind due to a villain ambush and they think its all there fault on why they went blind? They/them pronouns btw ~

Sure thing! Gooooosh I did a whole seven pages on this. The weather outside helped make this. I hope you like it! I made it to where the reader is a freshman B-Class student and Bakugou is in his second year serving as a mentor. I hope that’s alright.

The wind whipped your hair mercilessly as you awaited the go-ahead from your superiors. You were crouched down on the rooftop of a building adjacent from the headquarters of a medium-time drug lord, nicknamed Whoonga-Lord. Originally from South Africa to treat HIV and highly addictive as well as deadly, the drug whoonga had been introduced to Japan’s streets only a month ago. The drug was causing deaths en masse, and the Department of Illegal Substances had called in the heroes to take down Whoonga-Lord and his lackeys. The file handed to you to read was moderately long and detailed, mostly blueprints of the building and profiles on known accomplices of the drug lord residing in the structure not far from where you lingered. The mission had been graded amber, which meant moderately dangerous. You would have to exercise caution when confronting the lawbreakers.

Beside you was the explosive bomb boy Bakugou, also donned in his hero costume, a devious grin stretched across his masked visage. His teeth glinted in the dim lighting, and you vaguely wished you could have his confidence in this instance. It was your first real mission out, but Bakugou was already experienced with these drills.

You enviously eyed his obvious strength, wishing that you too were in 2-A, but you were only a year under him. As such, you had a habit of hanging around him in school during mixed lunches. At first you had started more of an annoyance, being an underclassman and all, but gradually he warmed up to your presence. He even allowed you to sit next to him for the thirty minutes lunch lasted, and that meant something to you, especially because you had a minor crush on the upperclassman. Yeah, minor.

So it was no wonder you were excited and terrified that he chose you to accompany him and a few pros on this mission.

“You nervous?” He asked in a taunting tone, giving you a look. The kind of look that said ‘wow, you’re a wuss.’

You frowned at him, shaking your head. “No. I’m just thinking.”

“Right. I bet you’re quaking in those shoes of yours.” He gibed, elbowing you in the side. “After all, you are pretty new to this. I wouldn’t be surprised if you fucked up and I had to save you.”

You could practically smell the smirk resting on his face, but you refused to acknowledge his comment by looking at him. Instead, your bright (color) eyes came to rest again on the faded brick of the drug headquarters.

Your quirk was the only reason you weren’t freaking out right now. Sure, you were adept at fighting and rather agile and flexible, but your true strength came with your wits and quirk. Your quirk wasn’t combative, but still completely useful and unique, though it lacked flashiness often portrayed by popular pros such as Endeavor or Mt. Lady.

Your quirk was Medusa’s Glare. No, you didn’t have snake hair, but you did have bright reptilian eyes in the almost neon shade of (color). Your pupils were catlike and slit, and your eyes had a membrane over them that could reflect light similar to a crocodile’s, and you could see exceptionally well in blackness. That wasn’t your quirk’s function though, just something you liked to brag about. Your quirk’s function was that when activated and making eye contact with someone else, you could paralyze them for up to a whole minute. It removed said someone’s senses along with being unable to move, but when you used it too much in a day you could get migraines.

Perhaps that’s why you were chosen for this mission, there would be many villains in need of good restraint and a jail cell. Having them paralyzed would quicken the process of delivering justice.

You weren’t supposed to be on the offense though. You were supposed to support and learn.

A buzz came through the ear pieces you were both wearing, it was the Department. “All clear. Move in. Be careful, young heroes.”

You inhaled slowly. This was it. Could it even be your debut? Your skin prickled softly as you were suddenly aware of how chilly it was outside, and how humid the impending rain had made it.

“Ready, pipsqueak?” Bakugou called to you, his crimson eyes searching to make contact with yours.

You nodded. It would be okay, you told yourself, you’re with Bakugou, he’s strong. He’s your friend. You can defend each other. It’ll be okay.

He raised a brow at your lack of vocalization and glanced away briefly. A few moments passed with him deliberating, and he spoke again, a little louder. He was trying to make himself sound bigger for your benefit. “Don’t worry. You’re with me, I’m not gonna let them get to you. What kind of hero lets villains prey on the weak, anyway?” He smirked. “Plus, I never lose.”

If anyone could be comforting and slightly infuriating at the same time, it was Bakugou. You weren’t surprised that he snuck in that insult. He was incapable of saying anything remotely nice or comforting on it’s own, it always had to be slightly if not completely degrading. But you knew him enough to know he didn’t mean it to make you feel worse. He just had a complicated language.

“Yeah,” You responded, “It’d be pretty bad if I let them pick on you, right?”

You turned his insult on him. You returned his slightly irritated look with a smirk that replicated his own from mere moments before.

He blew it off, rolling his eyes and shrugging his broad shoulders. “Whatever. Let’s head in. Don’t forget you’re mostly here to observe and support.”

He didn’t give you time to respond, and he hopped off the ledge and landed with a thud. Dust sprayed up around his feet, and you died a little inside. In a good way. You tried to imitate his landing, but you weren’t able to recreate the powerful cloud at your feet. In fact, your landing was much lighter than his, graceful. He gave you a knowing look, one that spoke volumes about how much he knew you wanted to be like him.

It was embarrassing how well he could read you sometimes.

But was it so wrong to want to be like your role model?

Gosh, what a piss poor taste in role models you had.

The both of you silently infiltrated the base, footsteps light on the linoleum tiles. The  main lights were all off, and your bright eyes reflected the dim rays coming from the windows, bless the existence of street lamps. You drew your goggles own over your face to hide the rebounding light, not wanting to give away your location to any possible guards. The air inside of the building was stale and smelled like a dusty schoolroom mixed with cigarette ash. It was disgusting, and Bakugou’s expression mirrored your own disdain for the scent.

You could feel your heartbeat in your ears. What would you encounter? So far, there hadn’t been any confrontation. It was… easy. Too easy?

You gave Bakugou another glance. He looked in his element, completely calm. His crimson eyes were slowly analyzing the rooms and hallway, taking it all in and cataloging it. He didn’t seem especially pleased that all the villains were away or sleeping. Perhaps hiding.

Then, suddenly, Bakugou grabbed your arm and pulled you back and out of the center of the hall. He gazed at the opposite end of the passage way, his intense glare angled at the intersection where two other hallways met the one the both of you were travelling. His arm snaked around to your midsection, and he moved you closer to the safety of the wall. You were torn between being a little flustered and being annoyed that he was moving you like a ragdoll. You could fight too! But… what was he sensing?

As if he could predict that you were about to ask him, his other hand clamped around your mouth, and he shook his head, a silent shush coming from him. Then, his hand dropped and his warm grip around you loosened, but he kept you more out of sight from whatever he was concealing you both from.

From the depths of the blackness, scaled tendrils shot out at you both. Not caught by surprise, Bakugou smoothly shoved you away and defended with a moderately large explosion against one of the tendrils. Blood sprayed from the wound dealt, and the numerous wiggling limbs withdrew. You blinked a few times, and tried activating your quirk and glancing around the dark rapidly. A squeal was heard, and the heavy sound of a large body dropping to the floor echoed around you. A soft breeze filled with particles swept past you, and you determined you had made eye contact with the villain.

Bakugou used the opportunity to advance and wrap capture tape around the frozen villain. It appeared that the villain’s quirk was the tendrils attached to his body.

“Nice move. Not bad for an extra.” Bakugou grunted, acknowledging your save.

“I’m not an extra.” You retorted. You weren’t really sure what he meant by that, but if anything you were the main bitch here.

Your small conversation was cut short at the arrival of three other opponents. One appeared to have a similar quirk to the one you just captured. The two others had something like a blade quirk, and one with claws.

Again, you felt tense as you geared up for another fight.

You activated your quirk as Bakugou launched an attack of his own, the both of you able to take out the clawed one and the bladed one. Bakugou spun around to face the larger tendril-man after delivering swift and hard punches to the weaker two, and you moved in with the restraints. You barely had enough time to secure the small victory as two tendrils shot out and were intercepted by explosions. You skidded back from the sheer force of the explosions, the two villains going flying into the wall.

Sheesh.

“Watch it!” You grumbled, lifting to your feet again. “You almost blew me away too.”

“Not my fault you’re weak.” Was his reply.

The villain sped forward with with surprising ability and evaded a punch from Bakugou’s smoking fists. You weren’t able to make eye contact either, so your quirk was moot and you fell back as the villain ran into you full force.

A kick met your cheek and you felt a pop come from the arch of your cheekbones. Another explosion boomed out, and the villain grunted as he was forced to put distance between himself and the raging blonde. Bakugou had used one of his gauntlets against the squid-like monstrous man.

“Based off of what I’ve seen, you have a paralyzing quirk.” The villain’s voice was gravelly, like he wasn’t used to speaking. “And the goggles you’re wearing must be to protect your eyes. Like Eraserhead, right?”

It was clear you were being spoken to, but you didn’t reply as you got back into fighting position. You made your own move against the villain, even though you weren’t supposed to be anything but support, and your fist connected with the villain’s face. The villain staggered back, and Bakugou grabbed his face and set off an explosion.

A tooth from the villain’s mouth hit your cheek, and the sheer brutality of Bakugou’s attack caught you off guard. That was frightening, you wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of it.

The villain twisted away, using the tendrils as a sacrifice to evade Bakugou’s boot. More blood sprayed across the walls as the explosions blasted away the soft skin of the tendrils.

“Don’t ignore me!” Bakugou hissed out, wiping some of the red liquid away from his eyes. “I’m what you should be focusing on right now.”

“But you aren’t my concern right now.” The villain spat out as thicker tendrils grabbed Bakugou by the ankle and sent him flying into the concrete wall. A sickening crack was heard as the wall crumbled from the impact, and you inhaled sharply. That wasn’t good.

Your distraction proved to be your downfall as the tendrils knocked you down next, feeling like punches to your midsection. Panicked, you swiped at the ropelike limbs, only able to minimally tear away at the skin of one. The rest pressed you to the ground roughly, and the pressure on you made it extremely difficult to inhale. As the villain stood over you, you activated your quirk again.

Immediately, a kick was delivered to your chin. “You aren’t going to get me. But those eyes of yours are proving to make this hard for me. You’ve taken down my men.”

“They were weak!” You exclaimed, though knowing the only reason the men were down was because of the teamwork you and Bakugou exhibited.

“Perhaps. But I think I need to do something about those eyes of yours.” A snakelike tendril trailed up your side, then your neck, and up your face until it came to rest on the goggles concealing your eyes. With a swift jerk, the goggles were taken off, revealing the top portion of your face and your (color) eyes.

A smile crept to the lips of the villain. “You have a pretty face. Too bad I have to maim it.”

Your eyes widened and you began to struggle harder in the grips on your enemy.

“Don’t you dare!” Bakugou called angrily, trying to pick himself up from the heap of rubble and blood he was in. He was battered so badly.

“Please don’t let him, Bakugou!” You cried out, the kick you sent out causing another tendril to pin down your legs with extra force. It couldn’t go this way. This was only an amber rank. You were here to learn. Your career couldn’t end like this! You weren’t even past the fourth week of first semester!

The smaller tendril hovered dangerously close to your eyes.

There was a large blast, multiple blasts, right as the tendril whipped across your eyes.

There was blood from you, and then from the villain.

You couldn’t see.

You couldn’t see at all.

The sheer amount of anger and desperation in the situation had given Bakugou the right amount of adrenaline and and motivation to pummel the villain into the ground with explosion after explosion. His arms cramped from the abuse of his quirk, he even used the sweat stored in his gauntlets in this final attack. Even as the villain lay motionless at his feet, coated in the pool of blood from both him and the enemy, he knew it was too late. It was his fault.

You had gotten hurt, permanently hurt, and he wasn’t able to win this time.

And you suffered for his loss.

[earthghoul-mp4]

Idk what am doing(Also Trigger warning !!Abuse, Self-harm mentions, Drug use and Self starvation!!)

Alright so context: These characters are the Alternate versions of two other characters which is why there reffered to as “Alter Siri, Alter Subaru, Alter Kou, Alter Rina, Alter Melon’ and ‘Alter Akai” Subaru, Kou and Melon are all vampires in theyre universe and all of the (except Alter Siri) are part of the Crimson rose’s mafia (I didnt come up with most of this stuff, This happened a while back when I had discord) Alter M(Melon) has been shown to have a crush on Alter R(Rina), Alter S and K(Subaru and Kou) are dating. No one really knows about Alter Siri. Alter A(Akai), Is a dick-head brother. He and Alter M are twins with her being the younger of the two. Alter A has always been abusive, physically and mentally. So Alter M’s trust issues and low esteem, stem from him. Alter M and Alter S, intentionally chose, not to bite Alter R or Alter K. (Even though both have been very adamant about them doing so-) Alter R is in fact a Demon- (Not really sure what kind though-) UHM- Oh yeah, Alter M and Alter A’s parents were murdered when they were very young and Alter A was thought to be dead as well. (WHICH HE WASNT) Alter R’s mother was killed by Alter R’s hand and Alter R’s sister also died. Alter S and Alter K have been trying to set up Alter M and Alter R because its painfully obvious they like each other. THE MAIN THINGS TO REMEMBER: Alter A is a dick, Alter M is SUPPOSED to feed off Alter R but refuses to do so, Alter S and Alter K are the chaotic duo of the four, and Alter Siri stays out of their bullshit at all costs. Alter M and Alter K both have ADHD

Alter R lay awake on her bed staring up the ceiling. The storm outside was making it pretty hard to sleep, so there wasn’t any point in trying. There was a quiet knock on her door and Alter R looks up to see Alter M  standing half-asleep in the doorway. “Cant sleep either, huh?” Alter M shook her head and walked over to Alter R. “Storms are always so pretty but they make too much noise..” Alter M  whines as she flops onto Alter R’s bed. “Sounds like you-” Alter R realized how that sounded, but apparently Alter M didn’t. “Nuh uh, I dont make nearly as much noise as Kou-chan, and Baru-chan” Alter R laughed a bit “I’ve always found that family dynamic you three have very interesting.” Alter M sits up “Whats that s’posed to mean?” Alter R smiled “It just means that you three never cease to confuse me, Especially you” Alter M folds her arms across her chest “What’s that supposed to mean?!” Alter R sighs “I just mean, Ive never understood you, Or any of you for that matter. I’m not good with people, and probably never will be” The storm outside seeed to die down some to the point where it was just rain and Alter M smiles. “What’s got you all smiley?” Alter M’s hands ball up into fists and shake a little “Hehe! The rain! Do you hear it?” The gentle pitter-patter of the rain on the roof had Alter M’s brain go nuts, and Alter R found it adorable “Yeah, I do. It is a nice sound, huh?” Alter M smiled widely and nodded happily. Alter R laughed “You find the strangest things amazing, Alter M” Alter M drew her face into an angry pout “Nuh-uh I dont.” Alter R looked at her skeptically “How many people do you know can go from crying to almost perfectly fine when given a frog plush?” Alter M didnt respond “Thats not fair! Buttons is the best comfort plushie!” Alter R laughed. Alter flopped backwards onto Alter R bed and turned over to face the wall. “Aw c’mon-” Alter shook her head “Nu!” Alter R took a minute to decide what to do. “Hmm...Hehe...” Alter R decided to pick up Alter M. It wasnt hard with how small Alter M is. “Put me dooown, meanie” Alter R sat Alter M in her lap “Better?” Alter M was not prepared for that “HHHHHH-” Alter R was kinda oblivious to Alter M’s crush on her since she felt like she didnt deserve to be loved so she hid her feelings for Alter M, and hoped they’d just go away. Alter M hid her face in the collar of her sweater “Thats not fair...” Alter R laughed a little “How?” Alter M turned away “Cuz!” “Pfft- “cuz” how?” Alter M flapped her arms quickly “Cuz because!” Alter R realized how tired Alter M looked “Hey...When’s the last time you slept?” Alter M didnt respond “Alter M...” Alter M shrugged “I dunno...two..three days ago?” Alter R sighed “Its not my fault! Trying to sleep is hard” Alter R knew how that was. There were countless nights where she couldn’t sleep at all even if she tried. “When’s the ast time you had any water?” Alter M drew a black once again “Alter M!” Alter  pulled her collar further over her face “I’m sorry!” Alter R sighs “Stay here, alright?” Alter M nodded. Alter R got up and walked down to the kitchen. “I shouldn’t be so hard on her, Its not her fault...But she’ll keep doing if someone doesn’t tell her other wise” Alter R sweared under her breath and folded her arms on the counter “Ri-chan...?” Alter R forgot Subarus and Kou’s room was down the hall from the kitchen “Hey Subaru..” Alter S walked over to her “You okay?” Alter R nodded “Yeah I’m fine, its super early though. You should get back to sleep.” Alter S just looked at her. “Yo hear yourself right? I should sleep? Whens the last time you had a full 8 hours of sleep, huh?” There wasnt an answer “Thats what I thought. Now what been keeping you up at night? Somethings bound to be wrong if you’re the one distraught” Alter R walked over to the fridge to get some waters “No ones distraught, alright?” Alter S knew better than that. “Then why is it that every night this week, without fail, You’ve been up in the middle of the night....For what?” Alter clenched her fist around one of the waters “For the last time...Its nothing!” Alter S let it go this time. “Just take of yourself, alright?” Alter R nodded and headed back upstairs. Alter S sighed and got a cup of ramen “She’s the one who worries me...She stretches herself thin for everyone else and just acts like she’s fine. I just wish she didnt keep everything bottled up. Both of them! Her and Mel-chan” 

Alter M had fallen asleep on the end of Alter R’s bed “I didn’t tell her she had to stay awake..” Alter R picked up her phone to check the time “Damn...Its already three- thirty..” Alter R threw one her extra blankets over Alter M. Alter just curled up underneath of it, “pfft- That’s not how you use a blanket” Alter M picked up her head “Hm...?” Alter M sat up sleepily and looked at her. “Nothing, Nothing. I didnt say anything” Alter M hugged Alter R “Oh- ok...?” Alter R was never really one for physical affection, shes only ever really let Alter M hug her, any physical contact really. “Hey...You can let go now..” Alter M only hugged her tighter and Alter R realized she had fallen asleep. “Ah...Jeez...” Alter R was too tired at this point to care, so  she just laid own with Alter M still hugging her. Around seven or so Kou came around to check on Alter R since she’s usually up by then. “Awww!” Alter R had held onto Alter M the whole night. Its not uncommon for Alter M to e hugging something especially when she’s asleep. Its more uncommon to see Alter R hugging anyone for long periods of time. “I dont think either of them have actually, slept, in a while” Kou walked off leaving Alter R and Alter M to sleep. Kou went to go get Subaru who had ultimately fallen alseep on the couch “Oiiii! Subaru.” Subaru rolled over off the couch “AGH- Shit!” Kou kicked him “SHHH- Ri-chan and Mel-chan are still sleeping” Subaru punched him “B!tch” Kou gasped dramatically “Ooo Ouch what a burn” Subaru just looked at him. Alter R stared down at them from the top of the stairs. They both knew they fucked up, Alter M appeared behind her looking half dead. “Im going back to bed...” Alter M turned on her heel and walked down to her room.  “Wait yall two was in the same room???” Alter R walked down the stairs “Uhm...Yeah?” Alter S nodded “Mhm...” Alter R just gave him a confused look and went to get a coffee “And your still sure you dont have feelings for her?” Not many things can catch Rina off guard...This however, Caught her very off-guard “Yes I’m sure!” Alter S and Alter K gave her a look like “Uh huh” “Yeah well your face just about as red as your eyes” Rina threw a spoon at him “You shut your mouth!” They both started laughing and Rina just sipped her coffee “I’m gonna kill you both in your sleep...” Alter M stomped out of room “If y’all don’t shut the fuck up, I will burn all of your clothes” Everyone just looked at her “Let this be a godammned warning” Rina just kinda looked at her “Uhm- Okay then...” “Kinda saw that oe coming she’s always pissed off about something- Its just easier to piss hernoff if shes tired” Alter M threw her shoe at him “Ya damn right” Rina laughed and so did Kou “Thats not funny that hurt!” Melon went to grab a redbull but Rina stopped her. “Eh?” Rina looked her dead in the eyes and just told her “No” Melon just kinda looked at her “Fine” and went to go sit down. Rina grabbed her wrist “Subaru, Kou...Out. Now” Subaru and Kou knew something was boutta happen but when Rina said something ya best listen. Both of them left the room. “What?” Rina leaned back against the counter “....” Melon was throughly confused “What did I do??” Rina looked up from her mug “Whens the last time you ate anything?” Melon looked away “That requires an answer...” Melon refused to meet Rina’s eyes “Alter M...” Melon simply walked outside and into the woods Rina followed her but from a distance. “Maybe she just need some air...?” Melon sat down in the middle of a clearing and just stayed there

                        (End of part one cuz Im Lazy \(030)/)

What should happen next???

[bloojayoolie]

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We sometimes come ound and drink with him but he refuses to leave the house -One night while he's sieeping, EB's fucked up sister C's faul, that's pretty much the main subject of t. 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[pinksweatergettingbetter]

warning, the following has mainly snarky (and possibly furious) opinions on Spirit of Justice. Reader discretion is advised.

alright. part two, here we go

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“she’s safe”

“I’m afraid you’ve lost me”

the words ‘maya’ and ‘safe’ do not go together in phoenix’s dictionary 

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...Phoenix’s phone has caller ID??

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ooh a phone vocal-blip. cute

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ok fuck you how is the Benefactor keeping tabs on them?? Did Atishon use his One Phone Call to report to headquarters or something???

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“I admit, I didn’t see that coming”

well spoilers guys I know who the benefactor is, and they have to be pretty fucking stupid not to know that a spirit medium is needed for this.

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“its your friendly neighbourhood dragon”

no dhurke, youre not cool enough to be spiderman.

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“you cant lay a hand on maya fey, and i mean literally”

>foreboding 

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[sighs deeply]

guys. just. fucking call edgeworth. he’s chief prosecutor of america and his sister is part of INTERPOL. call edgeworth and just. fix the fucking problem. right now.

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“No time to explain”

ggghhghghhghghgh

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...oh. there’s edgeworth

...............now watch him be completely fucking useless

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.......ARE YOU KIDDING ME

PHOENIX /DID/ CALL EDGEWORTH THE MOMENT MAYA WAS KIDNAPPED AND HE STILL WENT THROUGH HIS FUCKING “DUHHH BETTER DEFEND THIS OBVIOUS CRIMINAL” SHIT??

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oh edgeworth. you and your chartered planes.

whenever he does that i like to imagine he hired MJN air.

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Edgeworth...

A) Why are you letting Dhurke be involved? Just cut him out, send Franziska and Lang in with a team of guys and kick the shit out of the enemy

B) You don’t need to conceal someone on a charter jet. You chartered it. You can do whatever the fuck you want with it. Besides, Dhurke got into the country p easily, he can get out the same way.

C) Dhurke is a criminal. Depending on what he’s done as a rebel, he could be as guilty in your country as his home country. Why are you acting like he’s innocent? Aren't you kind of by-the-book?

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oh yeah and despite the fact that they’ve updated Phoenix’s sprite, Miles still looks like a frozen plank of wood. Thanks :\

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Apollo: Sorry Trucy, guess you have to hold all the unnecessary evidence and hold down the fort and be LEFT BEHIND FOR A CHANGE AAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

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oh. this is a really nice garden.

the drama theme is kinda harshing the mellow tho

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o hai rayfa

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um. what the fuck. that mask must make it pretty difficult to do shit pal

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Garan, whilst ordering her henchmen online: drama queen or king preferred 

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UR DIARRHOEA, GAH-RAHN

cool theme, love the use of the royal “we”. 

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“what about those guards over there”

“ohh, just prepared to fuck shit u–– iii mean help you haha.”

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yeahhh... I'm not buying her super calm “my husband is a kidnapper” attitude. 

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UIGSFILGFLIS DHURKE YOU FUCKING MORON

god he’s such a useless piece of shit. unless he’s trying to get taken so that he can be taken to... idk, wherever Maya is held in some sort of Gambit, he’s a real moron for just up and outing himself like that.

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BAAAAARBED HEAD. YOU HAVE SOME SPLAAAAAAAAININ TO DOOOO

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man why do they even give us other options if we can’t use them???

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“Dhurke... I sure hope he’s alright”

hey apollo wanna hear a secret

i dont 

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Phoenix externally: Patience, Apollo, patience.

Phoenix internally: we are so screwed at any moment the queen could be all “OFF WITH YOUR HEAD” and i’ll never see trucy or maya again jesus holy mother buddha help me

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i love that Garananana is kinda just chilling with them. You got more important shit to do, queenie. like being evil 

also open your goddamn mouth once in a while, sheesh

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Apollo: I hope no one gets hurt

The entire series of ace attorney as a whole: oh honey

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wait ... INGA HAD A RATTAIL?!

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ohhh yesss listen to those punches

why couldn’t they have animated it too ;w;

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phew. im glad Maya’s ok. 

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yeesh... poor Rayfa.

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i love that even apollo’s like “fuck dad, you didn't kill him, did you?????”

its a beautiful contrast to how adamant he was about Trucy not killing Manov. 

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um, soundtrack, now is not the time for Grand Revival. I know Edgeworth is on screen but the shit he’s saying is far, far from uplifting.

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“it seems prosecutor sahdmadhi has grown quite fond of her”

nooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

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“they’ve almost become a team of sorts”

ok so mark Ema down on the list of AJ characters who will never be seen again after this game.

fuck man i’d even take Klema over this 

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can you imagine if they'd split up Apollo/Phoenix  Edgeworth/Athena instead

i really wonder how Athena and Edgeworth would interact. Athena’s spunky enough to be a bit like Kay I suppose, so maybe similar to that.

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again, Kooraheen’s detention centre theme is really quite pretty

too bad i have to look at Dhurke’s face while listening to it

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...a tasty... hash house

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oh apollo’s up for that

well tbh if i was him i could use some hash after all this shit

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yEAH YOU TELL’IM APOLLO

SMARTEN THAT BASTARD UP

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god apollo he’s not worth it. i’d say leave the fucker to his fate but i guess it is important to find the real killer... sigh

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apparently queen Amara liked insensitive fuckbags with masculinity issues

oh well. to each their own.

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>:( don’t compare Dhurke’s story to Phoenix’s, Apollo 

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“you ran?! but why?!!”

oh i dunno, athena, maybe the fucking death penalty?????

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hang the fuck on

are you telling me that Dhurke started making trips to his shitty abandoned law office via sewer... while Apollo was still with him?!

Like what fucking reason would he have to drag him down there?! The place is an archive/resistance base, but Apollo and Sadmad lived in the mountains as children; why the fuck would he take his /kids/ into town at the risk of having them all arrested at once?!

WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM, DHURKE

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that orb better be a fucking laser or some shit cause I'm really tired of hearing about it 

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oh......... hi sadmad..................... what a pleasure to see you........... again................

just as fucking pleasant as ever

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i love that Dhurke is like “what happened to fighting the man, son??”

like even if he is a double agent he can’t very well just be like “psst I'm still on your side!!!!” in front of the fucking guard 

i hate that dhurke’s face is so placid during this too.

“Son, why did you betray me? Also how was the sports game?”

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“The Nahyuta you knew exists no more”

yeah sure sadblackworth, whatever you say

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oh well that was abrupt 

meh, onwards to the tomb

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“No, that’s the holy mother. She’s the one who brought spirit channeling to Khura’in”

oh so you mean Ami Fey.

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oh ema... i’ll miss you while youre off being Sadmad’s lapdog 

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“You mean His Ephemeral Holiness?”

Yes, Ema, fight it!!! Fight it!!!!!!

“But when he manages a smile and compliments my work, it’s hard to say no.”

...nuts. 

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wait what do you mean the defendant is someone you know

you met Dhurke like once a day ago 

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aw apollo took the locked-room-mystery words right out of my mouth. i love him so. why are they going to take him away?

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 alrihgt back to this shit after like a 3 month hiatus or something 

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i love how chill everyone is talking about Maya’s kidnapping 

“oh yeah he brought her here to the tomb so nobody would see. sensible thing to do. oh also maya almost died but i guess that’s nbd”

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casually opens a tomb

casually opens the sarcophagus hangings  

casually tries to open the sarcophagus when told there’s a mummy inside

apollo, you're contracting douche-itis from everyone else. this old family of yours is a bad influence.

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...we’re gonna yeet this sarcophagus arent we 

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i love that Amara’s just kinda. depicted standing there as she’s burned to death. i mean i guess theyre trying to preserve her beauty and dignity in death but it also makes her look like an idiot who didnt try to escape the flames. 

ooh i like that last one though

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pff thats a pretty well-equipped corpse line

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“Where’d the other three bullets go?”

“Maybe Dhurke ate them?”

if he did they'd better have a VERY good explanation 

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“the poor guy”

EMA

HE WAS HOLDING MAYA HOSTAGE

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“the cuffs of justice”

love it

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“just one of those traditions people do and they dont know the reason why”

“like rolling up your sleeves?”

“or your psychology, if we’re going there” HE FUCKING WENT THERE

OOOOOOOOOOO I LOVE YOU APOLLO

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“he said grape juice has something in it that helps you relax”

are we going into grape juice lore here

"Really? ...Um, are you sure he was talking about regular, plain old grape juice?”

Yes, actually, Athena. It’s canonical that it is /actual off-the-vine welsh’s good ol’ sippy cup grape juice/. It’s not a metaphor or a censoring for kids, it’s just juice.

Of course, this is written by the DDSOJ staff. And considering the intense, dark n’ gritty action makeover the series got, I wouldn’t put it past them to retcon the juice into the... “fermented variety”. thanks Athena.

Yayyy not only do they write shitty dads, but they have to retroactively en-shitten Phoenix as an alcoholic father. Gosh, I sure do love these guys.

(obviously this isn’t a dig at anyone who head canons gj as wine, there’s a difference between head canons and malicious retconning.)

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hmm interesting mechanic for this chair. i guess since you can’t stuff it in your inventory you cant do the ‘look all over’ thing. but on the other hand, they REALLY wanted to impress you with that hidden blood.

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Ema: [performs a blood test in 2 seconds] I didn’t get a match!

Well probably not in that time, babe

i have to commend them on the little cutscene though that was nice. 

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again, i guess Amara really liked emotionally stunted fuckwads

the devil horns are a bit much, though.

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oh damn.

thats a nice ass pendant 

...oh thats blood

well, it sets off the pink and gold quite nicely. and its a butterfly... seems like something Dahlia would wear

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“speak of the devil...”

speak of the devil indeed. hiiiiiii sadmad... its been a while.

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oh ok he didnt say anything 

also i find it funny that apollos like “Wait!! wait!! damnit, after him!”

and then you just. go back into the talk menu with Ema. bit of a moment killer, there.

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“why does everything have to be so difficult with you?”

cause hes a prosecutor, apollo. thats just how it is on this bitch of an earth 

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“the law is the law. placing personal feelings above it is beyond reprieve”

ah but placing religion above it is totally fine. gotcha yuts

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“And the winner is... prosecutor Sahdmadi!”

helpful, athena

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“it’s like he’s trying to cover something up with his pretty words!”

oh did you mean the inevitable reveal that he's actually a good guy and we have to forgive him for being a shitwad? 

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oh wow. that joke post about sadmad developing generalized anxiety was actually based on a legit thing that happened 

is it ok if i hate him even more for it? i mean how did he figure it out? he didn’t let apollo use it in court so where would he have gained the knowledge? unless he knows about Thalassa’s abilities...

...also, how /is/ he doing this? the way Perceive works isn’t just “i can sense that you’re uncomfortable”, it’s that people who can use it have extremely good eye-sight and see tiny little movements in other people. If they’re smart about it, they can tell that the movements mean the enemy is lying. Apollo just happens to get tense when he notices this, most likely because he’s kind of straining his eyes.

But then again that brings up the fact that his power would act up CONSTANTLY, either because EVERYBODY FIDGETS, or Apollo himself could just be stressed and making the bracelet squeeze on its own.

So thanks, SOJ. Not content with ruining Apollo’s canon, you’ve also got to ruin his cool lawyer power. Gosh, you’re just the gift that keeps on giving, aren’t you? 

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“Powerless in the face of the Holy Mother’s blessings”

SOJ team is now nicknamed the Holy Mother. Or possibly the Unholy Mother.

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“Looks like your power won’t work against Sadmadhi. Guess we’ll have to try something else.”

“Yeah, let’s ask Dhurke...”

Yeah. Because you obviously don’t have someone with you RIGHT NOW who ALSo has a special power. You dont even have TWO POEPLE with you with a special power. Guess we’d better talk to the man who birthed this shiteater.

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“I won against Mr. Wright”

yeah in a completely rigged trial where losing would be the worst option. thats not really something to brag about, you know.

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“...doomed to be reborn as something lower than a bug or a vegetable”

you heard it here first folks Sadmad hates sustaining agriculture and the bees.

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>Lang’s scrolls and dickfuckery

>Edgeworth’s by-the-bookishness

>Franziska’s catchphrase

>Blackquill’s backstory twist

These were the ingredients chosen to make the perfect prosecutor. But the SOJ writers accidentally added an extra ingredient to the concoction: BAD WRITING 

THUS UNINSPIRED ASSHOLE WAS BORN!

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apollo you don’t matter to anyone anymore youre getting the boot. do as your foster pop said when you were a drowning 5 y/o and suck those pussy baby tears back into your skull.

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welp thats it for part one of investigation day 2. now (i think) we’re headed over to the delicious pandering of Phoenix and Edgeworth, back together. Will it bring me solace despite being an obvious ratings grab?

good god, i hope so.

till next time.