#anyway this new book isn't too long and i can finish it within 2 days if i try hard enough

[cinammonelles]

Complete the 4 novels you're currently reading ❌❌❌

Start yet another novel because it seemed intriguing ✅✅✅

[dreamwriter]

Freedom!!!

This is hardly related to my writing journey, but also kinda sorta? Or maybe I just want another topic so I can make a separate post to make up for over a year of inactivity here xD

So I've been reading this book (not gonna name it, but it's a classic) for the past... 2-3 years LMAO. It was part of the reading list for one of my uni classes but I never actually read it back then (hehe). During our move to a new apartment, there was barely anything set up in my room: no computer and no books EXCEPT this novel because it was packed separately with my uni stuff. Boredom and guilt (from never having read the book for class back then) plus the realisation that I could hardly call myself a literature major if I didn't read it made me pick it up.

And thus began a many-year-journey of torture that quite literally killed the reader in me and wiped one of my biggest hobbies right out of my life.

Reading has always been my greatest hobby and I'd always been a bookworm. The librarians at all my schools knew me, and I was rarely ever seen without a novel in my hand between classes. I could spend entire school holidays cooped up in my room reading because that's how much I loved it.

But it is no exaggeration when I say I hated this book so much that it literally made me distance myself from my hobby for years, even after I'd gotten a hold of new books I wanted to read. I told myself I wasn't allowed to read anything else until I finished this one, thinking that it'd be motivation enough for me to finish it quickly, however much I disliked it. But the result was that I just stopped reading altogether.

If I thought about reading, it had to be that book. And since I didn't wanna read that book, then I may as well not read at all. And so days turned to weeks turned to months turned to years, and the girl who adored the world of books all her life barely read more than a few short chapters in 2-3 years because she idiotically locked herself into this miserable spiral.

The book isn't even objectively bad. I'm aware that it's a huge classic. But on a personal level, I just did not enjoy it one bit no matter how hard I tried.

However, over the last two days, I grit my teeth and blasted through the remaining 60% of the book. No, it did not get good later on! xD I still very much disliked every chapter I forced myself to read, but I knew I had to get through it if I wanted to read all the new novels I'd bought during my recent trip back to Australia.

And as of today? I AM FREE. AT LONG LAST.

The relief and joy I felt when I finally closed that book and placed it onto my shelf (forever! D:<)... and the sheer happiness as I immediately reached for a book that I wanted to read.

And with a book that I actually want to read? I'm reading again! I spent the afternoon and evening reading alone in my room, just like old times! I've missed the smell of the paper, the excitement of stepping into a new world, and the momentum of turning a new page ;___;

It really feels like I've resurrected a huge part of what made me who I am. Rediscovering a hobby and rekindling my love for reading has washed away the guilt and sadness I've felt for the past two years every time I said that reading was my hobby but then remembered shamefully that I couldn't even finish a short novel.

But now it's finally over!!!

I've found the reader in me again, and with that, my love for the magical worlds that can only be found within the pages of a novel.

Does this relate to my writing journey? Not really LOL this blog is dreamwriter not dreamreader. But I'm hoping that rediscovering the joys of reading will help me rediscover some of my passion for writing, too.

Anyway, this post is more like a long ramble or a diary entry. But this is significant enough to me that I want to put it somewhere, and what better place to choose than the place where I document my own journey of creating stories that can hopefully also bring joy to fellow bookworms out there? ^^

[nfumbewalk]

Proj #163.190

Burn, baby, burn!

This is about my book project. I'm sure ppl know that I broke the law and my offense code was 163.190 in the State of Oregon vs. (My name).

I have two titles and I don't know which ones better. Can you all help me? I have:

"Muerteria: A Deathly Path," OR

"Muerteria: A Deathly Practice."

Pls comment about which one you like better or perhaps: Give me a better one & you'll get credit & a copy of the book!

It isn't urgent! The finishing time is roughly early 2026, could be sooner. If ANY of you know a good occult publisher NOT like haughty and scholarly outfits such as Scarlet Imprint or places similar, pls tell me!!

Reason? I'm smart enough and know some big words but it means nothing at all. Just because you can wax your talk intelligently doesn't mean your message is effective in the real world nor does it mean its powerful.

My message is going somewhere. Every person I know personally - friends or just passing - wants to know MORE about Muerteria. They are not just being nice. I get a little flabbergasted, especially if its a stranger! Its happened - a couple of doctors (shrink and internist) took me aside and asked serious technical questions, but nothing about therapeutics on my behalf. Which was weird.

Ppl really do get the wrong idea about necromancy, but really who doesn't? Everything is technically labeled wrong. Every practice with the muertos is called necromancy. But it really just means divination by means of the dead. That's the Greek suffix, -mancy. I am pretty good with breaking down Greek words because I was in medicine. I find it fun! Now, another one is necrosophy, or the wisdom or knowledge of the dead. Another great Greek suffix, -sophy. Damn, I love those!

So, really, using a Ouija board IS necromancy by definition. Muertera/o/ists can use them, but they must go through a cleansing process and spend five days with your muertos grave dirt on it. Then, a ritual process known as Taruc Danae, which requires special ingredients that are gathered only once a year. If the Ouija board is new, it needs a basic smudging and anointing with a blessing oil, sacred to Muerteria. We only use Common Sage, not White, in Muerteria. The reasons are boundless. Don't make me post them! I'm part Native American and it ruffles my feathers. Ugh!

Anyway, Muerteria has some dark practices but sorry - no conventional sex and drugs. There are human bones used, but obtained legally. Human cremains are used too, if you own them. Muertera/o/ists do absolutely nothing illegal that has to do with the muerto's body or anything of that sort. No desecration of graves, mausoleum's or anything of that kind! You don't have to practice "black" magic, or any magic at all in this practice.

The only thing that is required is having a muerto that you have a pact with. "Honoring the muertos" is nothing in itself. You need the power exchange with a dead person. There's no maybe's or sort of, no long bout of "testing the water." There IS such a thing as being a student! But if you don't get it within 1 1/2 to maybe 2 years (stretching it!), then perhaps Muerteria isn't for you - at the moment. Study hard and try later. And yes, there are tests.

My attitude may be snarky, kinda rude, and irreverent sometimes, but there are much worse that I've seen and known personally. In the Demon/Satanic community in particular. I'm quite soft in comparison and I do NOT curse in my books, especially the "F" word on the first page?!! I just looked at a Kindle sample, saw that, looked no further, then trashed the sample! Yes, we're all adults (not necessarily) but not all of us speak like trash. And I don't want to see it in an "respected author's" book on the occult!

So, done for now. Pls comment on my book title! I'd appreciate it ten thousand fold!

M.M. 💖💀💖

[tyrorexdmzapp]

CGI OC characters I'd like to share, and more deets

For this post, I've decided to return to a project I was doing a VERY long time ago then suspended for a while. It's one I have recently considered fully returning to...after certain storybook plumber projects are complete.

This project, Kenta & Sayuri, was one meant to be a fanmade Nintendo crossover story of sorts, like a more comedic/farcical and more vocabulary-diverse take on Kingdom Hearts. While it's previous incarnation was more liberal in crossover characters, the KaS incarnation reined/reins it in to prioritizing Nintendo, with some third parties and even more limited fourth parties.

I intended it to be 2D, but...that would have taken too long, and I simply do not have that skill back then or even at the moment. I also planned far ahead with the project...very very far ahead...inhumanly far ahead. As a result, it became overwhelming, and it was eventually shelved so I could focus on Mario Story Fruit Shake.

This brings me to the gist of this post. Thanks to my recent improvements in 3D, and to both take a small break from Fruit Shake or TOK Retold while re-energizing myself to finish them before the next PM game is announced, I decided to make 3D models for some key characters, leading me to consider doing at least one OG-only project in this style.

Here's two good guys and two bad guys now:

KENTA ZAPP- The main hero, of a world that has none. Kenta tries so hard to be the hero with his electric fists and inspired by others to that end, even if he gets little respect for it. He must get that responsibility from someone important...

SAYURI- Kenta's sidekick, and a Terravern. Beneath Sayuri's endless appetite and fiery breath is an endless loyalty and moments of simple yet smart wisdom for his pal. They're practically bros!

LORD DREADSKULL- The main villain, and leader of the Skull Strikers. He may look imposing, but Dreadskull is a bit of a jovial bumbling goof in his baddery. He's got a lot of bad and wicked plans- maybe one will actually stick in the future.

TAIKA- Dreadskull's easily annoyed sidekick, and a Floraid-Punkernik (flower-pumpkin person). Taika's white pumpkin head is a rarity, making him a slight outcast and all the more justification to join with Dreadskull...at least at first. Watch out for his electro-pumpkin bombs, regardless!

Hopefully, I can make more KaS original characters in 3D. There are indeed some I have made in 3D yet haven't shown yet. Their time will come.

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While I wish to revisit this project in its original intended form one day and even had desired to do it "by the book", several developments over the years complicate the matter.

First, the fact several video game franchises (Nintendo and third party) and one other intended for this project have their movie rights with big studios, combined with learning that one Nintendo franchise in particular important to this story isn't as immediately accessible to it even going by the games alone (coughpokemoncough), makes it a Herculean tough sell for KaS' All-Star version to happen and keep online in a meaningful way unofficially. As the news article mantra and comments more or less go, "Nintendo hates you” or “Nintendo ninjas in 3…2…1��”

Also, Nintendo games and many works in general make fun of themselves anyways within the last decade. As a result, a parodic take on Nintendo series would be pretty redundant, even if only telling self-lampooning jokes Nintendo games would never do.

Last, I've lost contact with certain key people, and have not heard from them in a very long time. As a result, even in an OG-only story, some characters would have to be replaced or reworked anyways. There are actually some new OCs I've conceptualized recently that did not exist in any form in the very-long-ago incarnation of KaS.

...BUT. On the other hand, outright fear of being destroyed or denied is ultimately letting fear control oneself, and that's never pleasant. I'm also not getting any younger, either (in fact, no-one is...). So perhaps I could do the limitless X-over version regardless of the consequences, either as just a story-only fantopic with some images (like the Paper Mario fantopics) or something more, after the Paper Mario projects, a certain "silver parachute", and an OG-only fully "complete" story further establishing these OCs and their world. ...ahhhh, isn't juggling multiple projects just peachy?

...Plus, who knows? Perhaps a Mario Story fantopic I make without a waiver could feature these guys in an unexpected "bonus" way, as one of a few small tasters...

[mimzy-writing-online]

I hope this question isn't too stupid, but you're one of my favorite writing blogs so I'll give it a shot. I want to write a FanFic based on the 1971 version of Willy Wonka. I wanted the story to tell Violet Beauregarde's story, the one that turns into a blueberry. However, I have SOME questions as I'm fairly new to FanFic. 1). Am I better off focusing on each kid's perspective, going back and forth? Or is it good to narrow my focus one one character? 2). Can I give them a character arch, li

(2/3) like Violet's really mean in school but she becomes kind after her experience at the factory. Is that too cliche or predictable? 3). Why does she try waddling away after her blueberry transformation and the Oompa Loompas are singing/dancing around her? They're trying to help her, and I don't really get why she'd do something like that. 4). What are tips to better understand the characters I want to flesh out? I guess it circles back to the last question, understanding their psyche. Yikes

(3/3)  Yikes! Super sorry this ask is long. And I'm even more sorry if my questions were lame or you've covered them before. :P. I can overthink at times, ESPECIALLY when it comes to my writing. I'm such a perfectionist storyteller, it's not even funny. I hope my questions aren't bothering you. You're one of my favorite writing blogs, so I figured I could come to you. I apologize in advance for wasting your time. You DO NOT have to reply at all if you don't want to. :P Thanks, have a great week

First and foremost: this is not a stupid question, you are not wasting my time at all. This is actually a rare treat for my blog because I don’t get many asks that don’t involve blindness, though I usually know better how to answer those than I do other questions. So, here we go:

Are you better off focusing on each kid’s perspective, going back and forth? Or is it better to narrow your focus onto one character?

The general rule of writing is to simplify. If two background characters serve a similar purpose, just combine the characters, for example. Slimming down extra scenes that don’t contribute to plot or character development.

However, that advice is meant for people publishing novels, working within an overflowing industry, dependant on sales and royalties. They have to meet whatever industry standards are, like word count or POV types. They have to find someone willing to take them on as a client because they love that book.

Fanfiction is not bound by such nonsense. Fanfiction is a beautifully lawless land where capitalism cannot influence it. What defines what you do with fanfiction is if you enjoy reading it, and if you have the steam to continue a long project.

Some people easily write 200,000k fics within a matter of weeks or months (or in my case, just once, two years). Some people work best with short fics. Both (and everything in between) are wonderful.

So, how much steam do you have for this project? How long do you think you can carry it and still finish it? Because that defines how big you should plan to make this project. If you don’t think you can write a long fic, then maybe just stick to one character.

A compromise between the two is to focus primarily on one character, and examine the other characters more briefly. This could be done in just a single POV chapter, or a handful. This could be done with the characters connecting and seeing the side character through your main character’s eyes, seeing how they’ve changed.

There’s no wrong answer. This fic is for your enjoyment primarily. No matter what you write, it will appeal to at least a few people, if not crowds. But your fun comes first, both literally and figuratively. Write for you, write to explore the story for yourself.

Can you give them a character arc like Violet’s where she becomes kinder after her experiences in the factory? Is that too cliche or predictable?

I wouldn’t call it predictable, because I’d expect everyone to go into completely different directions because they were all such unique and individual people before they entered the factory, and they were foiled by their own quirks.

Violet was mean and fake, she was demanding. I don’t know how much I want to speculate on the plotline you have going for her, how you’ll develop her to make her want to be more kind.

But I would love to speculate on the others.

Agustus Gloop? 

I feel like his experience in the chocolate river and almost drowning would make it hard to enjoy chocolate ever again. I think it would be a long time before he had any sweets. Also, because of his weight, I imagine there’s got to be some body-image issues hiding under the surface. I’d also put money on him being bullied, and him acting out against the students who bully him and because of his size he is more intimidating, but that doesn’t stop people from saying things behind his back.

I imagine the chocolate thing is a form of self-comfort. Maybe he turns to other foods to over-eat with to cope. Maybe eventually he figures out that this isn’t helping him. Does he try to replace unhealthy foods with healthier ones? (idk, I have a personal turn off on getting into the concept of dieting, so I’m not going to dig in much there).

I’d like to see him learn to love himself, develop some body neutrality, that his body doesn’t define who he is or what his worth is. That he becomes okay with who he is as he grows up. People who are happy and comfortable with themselves are generally nicer and easier going than people who aren’t. Maybe with some self-love, he’ll be kinder to others.

Veruca Salt?

Okay, I have a confession. My brain thought of her when discussing Violet. I haven’t seen either of the films in years.

Well, let’s thank Wikipedia everyone, the greatest gift of the internet.

Veruca does come across as a spoiled brat. Her parents shower her in material objects, which might mean something. I have a close friend who hates people buying things for him or giving him gifts that cost money. This has to do with a parent buying him things out of guilt after episodes of emotional abuse. I asked him a while back what he wanted for his birthday (I meant baked goods, I bake or cook special meals as birthday gifts for my friends. A has asked for chocolate chip cookies for three birthdays in a row now. Several friends ask for cookies for Christmas). Anyway, my friend had a panic attack and couldn’t respond until an hour later.

Maybe there’s something to that.

What does she think about money as she grows up? Does her love language continue to be gifts? I think it might one day be quality time. Maybe it is now. It’s common for rich parents to be absent and barely spend time with their kids because of work and extravagant social lives that sort of money gives them access to, meaning they barely have time in the day to spend with their kids. Maybe gifts are the only way she can make sure her parents still care, the only way she can get their attention? 

Mike Teavee?

Apparently in the movie credits his last name is spelled Teevee. But I’m obsessed with tea (and this is the point where I remember my tea and wonder if I’ve let it go cold because I got too focused. Nope, it’s still there). So it’s Teavee here.

Wikipedia describes him as a young boy who only watches TV, nothing but TV. He’s especially interested in cowboys and Western films. He comes across as a know-it-all. He’s easily annoyed but gets along with others.

Anyone have a guess at where I’m going with this?

Mike is neurodivergent. I mean, that’s my new headcanon. I lean towards ADHD because that’s what I project, but like everything else, his interpretation is in the eye of the beholder. Every viewer sees something different in him.

Some common ADHD (and autism) experiences beyond having a specific interest is how others react to your special interest. You get used to people getting bored when you talk about your interest for the thousandth time, but it’s still important to you, but not to someone whose opinion matters to you. RSD is probably common.

Wikipedia says he’s described as lazy in the books? Common ADHD “symptom,” or rather something that outside viewers label as laziness. Really, he just doesn’t have the motivation to do any of those other things.

And Charlie?

Did anyone think I wouldn’t have any thoughts on Charlie, our hero and protagonist?

Oh no, I have thoughts. Charlie goes to great lengths to set his family up comfortably, he becomes generous with his money. He also knows nothing about running a factory. I’m hoping Willy Wonka gives him some help there. But I bet adult Charlie is a stressed-out workaholic who tries to do everything and thinks he has something to prove, that he’s not just some random lucky child, that he can do this. Charlie totally gets a work-related anxiety disorder.

Those are my thoughts. I still think giving them Violet’s arc isn’t cliche or predictable, but rather completely different from what you think would happen to all those kids.

I mean, maybe a few of them are still little jerks in their adult lives. There’s no one road to grow up on, even if you’re four strangers who shared a similar traumatic experience.

Why does she try waddling away after her blueberry transformation and the Oompa Loompas are singing/dancing around her? They're trying to help her, and I don't really get why she'd do something like that.

They strange looking short men she’s literally never talked to, never seen or heard of before today, who’s already taken away two children by this point, all while singing a song about what terrible children they were.

And she’s scared because her body is doing something strange and scary and awful. She’s scared. She doesn’t know what to do. What will happen if these strange men take her away? She doesn’t know what happened to the other kids.

And they’re not really communicating they want to help, just singing cheerfully about how awful children are.

What are tips to better understand the characters I want to flesh out? I guess it circles back to the last question, understanding their psyche.

A lot of it is just watching real-life people and wondering why they are the way they are. Listening to their reasoning and what they tell you about who they are and where they come from.

I know people who grew up like Agustus with using over-eating as a way to self-comfort, and the bullying they experienced. I know that if a kid was physically bigger than his bullies, maybe he’d fight them to make them stop and leave him alone. People who go through that journey of learning that their body doesn’t define who they are, accepting it because it is theirs and it takes care of them.

(Which reminds me of a post I like that pops around here and there, that positive body image should be about more than how “sexy” your curves make you look. A person shouldn’t have to be sexy to be treated like a person. A person shouldn’t have to be sexy at all if they don’t want to, especially not all the time, and especially not a child. And there are a lot of obese children in the world who don’t have any positive body image messages designed for them)

I learned what my friend’s love languages are and why they have them and what they mean. Which is why I have that theory for Veruca.

Mike is just self-projection and listening to other neurodivergent people when they describe their life experiences or listening to their theories when they say a character is neurodivergent too.

I won’t lie, my theory on Charlie is based entirely on the Avatar: the Last Airbender fandom’s common head-canon that Zuko becomes a workaholic after he becomes Firelord. There might be some canon material in the comics that supports that, but I’ve never seen it. I think Zuko and Charlie have a similar vibe and that those three years Zuko struggled, and Charlie’s entire life before the factory make them both feel like they need to be perfect and do everything right to prove they deserve the job they’re given and that their backgrounds don’t define their worth.

Thank you so much for your ask anon!

And again, you are not a bother. I enjoyed digging into this movie I’d never thought in depth about until tonight. And you’re not alone, lots of writers are overthinkers and perfectionists. You are in good company. Our writing and fanfiction community welcomes and loves you <3

And thank you for your kind words! I’m so happy that you love my blog so much <3 It made my day to read that

Take care anon, and good luck in your writing :)

[reading-hub]

Dandy And The Jet 🚀 [3] To Boobies, Baby!

- Space Dandy x reader -

[part 2]

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The digital transmission hidden underneath your jacket that was made by Bea so it was easy to update on the mission with Admiral Perry. You were explaining the events that were leading up to today, from that one-sided crazy bar fight, being able to escape said bar fight, having the opportunity to escape with Dandy's crew inside the "Aloha Oe" to now.

“So, you’ve already made your way to his inner circle?”

You hid within the hallways, luckily nobody hadn't woken up yet. Although that little wheeled robot named QT had this obsession with cleaning early, so your not exactly in the clearing yet...

"Yes, I have. His crew was surprisingly welcoming despite them being alien hunters.." You responded, remembering your last experience with some alien hunters in the past...

"I don't care about them! What about the target, how's is he taking in your presence? Has he suspected anything about you since your arrival?" Admiral was obviously cautious about you being found out in a short time. You rolled your eyes slightly.

You sighed and answered. "Well, he was questioning my position when I took the wheel, but nothing really about me.” Admiral sighed in relief, guess that's good news?

"Very well, just keep pursuing on the target at all times, don't let him slip through your fingers. We're so close yet so far." The burning skeleton commanded. "I will, sir." You agreed, transmission ended.

"Hello miss [f/n]!" You jumped slightly, turning around to see the little robot QT and his broom. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry! Did I startle you?" QT said in a worried tone. The robot really was the sweetest.

"Don't worry, er, I was just looking around the ship..." You smiled looking at the inter-galactic gears and such.

Now that I mentioned it, this ship is pretty huge, this must've cost a fortune, maybe Dandy is a successful alien hunter after all if he was able to afford such a ship and all...

You shrugged it off and looked at QT. "So uh, you clean up around the ship when everybody's asleep?" You asked, continuing the conversation with the little robot.

"I clean up anyway, even if everyone's awake or not." Saying in their autotuned voice, which is a bit adorable. "I really like cleaning," QT said simply.

"That's one hell of a favorite thing to do. I rarely ever hear someone say that sentence, ever." You chuckled a little. "So anyway, what exactly is the schedule around here?" You asked, changing the subject.

"Schedule?" QT said confused. "Oooh!" The male robots autotune sang in harmony. "To be quite honest, there really isn't one." They shrugged, your eyes quirked a little in surprise and confusion. "The only real mundane place that Dandy likes to go to most of the time is a place called Boobies," QT answered.

"Boobies?" Your whole facade went full-on confusion with what the innocent robot said so casually. "Yeah, it's this restaurant that Dandy really likes going to a lot but the paycheck is more than what we normally have so its tough for Dandy to accept when we don't have enough to go." The robot explained.

Huffing a little in response, "Judging by the name of this restaurant, I can tell why Dandy would like going there." Both QT and You laughed right after.

"Geez, you giggling pre-teens woke me up." Looks like your quality conversation with QT is over thanks to a grumpy pompadour. Speaking of pompadour, Dandy was hiding his hair using his blanket that he dragged along the floor without a care.

"Now if you excuse me, girlies, I gotta take a shower. This hair ain't gonna fix itself!" Dandy boasted proudly as if you were gonna swoon over him right when he gets out.

"We should probably check and see if Meow is awake, though I highly doubt it," QT grumbled as we walked to the main room of the ship. "How long does it usually take for everyone to be awake by?" You asked jokingly. "I'd say around 02:00 in standard time," QT answered quickly, looking at his watch that miraculously appears out of nowhere!

"It's nine-forty." You questioned immediately. “How long does it take for Dandy to finish up in there?" The robot rolled his screen eyes thinking of Dandy's precious timing.

"I'd say two hours, one if today's a lucky day." QT hoped.

"Dang." Was all you could say to that. The guys that you use to know hated when a woman took too long getting ready and didn't really care for their hair products. Needless to say, this Dandy guy was something else and nobody you’ve met before.

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After talking with QT for two hours or so, you both sat at the dining table, if you call it that. You can easily tell by the crew that they didn't seem the type to eat breakfast together in a table.

QT was nice enough to make you a single cup of coffee. Luckily he was able to find some coffee beans after looking up and down in the cabinets. Wasn't a lot but you could manage either way. You wondered if he was able to have any human-like food?

You both shared a few things, like past stories. QT shared a lot about the past adventures him and Dandy have been through. A booby monster, plant people, and said something about zombies but I kinda lost track since all them were just bat-shit crazy all on their own.

You on the other hand only shared ones that were pretty tame when compared to theirs. Warning the robot that your adventures aren't really exciting to tell compared to what they told.

QT seemed interested with what you told him anyway, but you also didn’t want to overshare too much.

"What are you guys talking about?" The yawning came from Meow who was shuffling his feet, he must be still tired even though he's slept longer than the rest of us combined.

"[F/n] has been telling me about her adventures.” The robot said with glee, you couldn't help but smile in embarrassment when QT showed some exciting interest in your stories. "Whoa really?" Meow was obviously interested. All you could do was shrug in embarrassment.

It has been a while since people actually listen to what I had to say...

Meow just asked upon millions of questions each time you telling more and more details of the time you able to hold your own against the likes of humanoid monsters and crazy ex’s throughout the galaxy.

"Does that mean you know some close combat?" QT asked politely. "Yeah, and a bit of gun firing as well," You replied.

"So are you like some kind of superhero?" Meow smiled and pulled out his phone. “I'm not even close to a superhero."

True, you really weren’t . You were basically the big, bad, villain's accomplice, you know the ones where they trick the good guys into thinking that she's one of them now and then double-crosses them saying how "I am not who you think I am!" And then they laugh evilly.

The sad truth is that I don't think I can laugh evil.

"Is Dandy out of the shower yet? I really need to use the restroom." You said, obviously frustrated. QT grumbled, "Eh, probably putting his hair gel right about now..." You didn’t care, You just stood up and just tell Dandy to step out real quick so that you can go!

Storming off back to the hallway where you had that transmission call with Admiral and then that talk to QT later on.

Stopping your tracks, you noticed that the bathroom door had a small crack open. You could only guess Dandy got out and is probably changing back in his room? You hoped, otherwise he's gonna think you’re peeping on him, which he'll probably find flattering, you however were not intending on that.

Slowly walking towards the steamthat was seeping through the cracked door, Lights full white, You were hoping he forgot to turn off when he left...shit!

Peering through and - goddammit! - he's there! Oh well, at least he has a towel on, even if that towel is low cut and will probably fall off easily...fuck!

He was drying up his hair with another towel. The towel was off from his head, and you got a clear view of his shaggy natural hair!

Your eyes went full surprised. He really wasn't that bad looking without the hair gel, You certainly didn’t understand why he has to hide it...

Oh well.

You felt as though you were peeping a little too long.. you just booked it outta there! Maybe you should hold your bladder until he actually leaves the bathroom next time...

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Sprinting back to the lounge, you know what you’ll just call it that since you refuse to call it a "dining room" or a "kitchen".

Meow and QT were still hanging around where you last talked to them. "That was quick," Meow said in surprise. You took a few breaths and replied, "Yeah, turns out I didn't really need to go." You said in relief.

A few minutes later, a wild Dandy appears behind you! "You're finally out of the shower?" You said in a bored tone. "You know if you wanted to take a shower with me, you could've asked?" He suggested slyly. Sadly, he had his pompadour back, kinda wishing to see his hair down. QT decided to change the subject.

"Nevermind that, where are we going, Dandy?"

Dandy's attention was at the robot. "To boobies, baby!" He boasted proudly. "Boobies, you mean that ‘breastaurant’ that QT was telling me about?" I jumped in with air quotes.

Dandy's face freaked a little. "QT, YOU TOLD HER ABOUT BOOBIES!?"

"Don't pin it on them, since I agreed to be apart of this crew, I was probably gonna find out anyway, no use of hiding it.." You said in defense. "She's got ya there, man.” Meow commented on the sideline.

All Dandy could do was have his lips curl, pouting like a child because you had a point.

"Alright, just don't take the fun out of Boobies for me, ok?" Dandy whined slightly at me. You shrugged it off, "Don't plan on it."

"Hey QT, how much we got for Boobies?" He called out to the robot. "Hm, probably enough. But Dandy, I thought we were going to spend this money for--" QT was cut from his words by Dandy.

"Nevermind that QT, we could always just hunt for a rare alien and get double the money back!"

Something tells me that this is just gonna be one those days...you know, the ones where shit gets fucked and it could've been avoided by just listening and following the obvious from earlier.

Yeah...those...

The four of you have arrived at Boobies. You really didn’t have an expectation of what this breastrant would look like, but seeing it right in front of your very eyes, it hit the nail on head.

You weren’t one to judge. We all have our guilty pleasures in life. Some like eating a bag of chips on a slow day, some like the smell of a certain candle that keeps them at ease, and some like a ditzy waitress who dresses little to the imagination to take their order while also small talk to on a daily basis.

You took a seat between QT and Meow, Dandy sat across from you. Small tension was between you and Dandy for a full two minutes. Dandy obviously not a fan of you being at Boobies with them. You couldn’t care less what he thought about you at that time, you just wanted to eat something, pay half of the check, possibly tip the waitress, and go back to the ship.

Before it can be anymore silent—

“Hey boys, how are we doing today?” You looked up, only to see a young blonde waitress, eyes looked as if full of innocence. She was quite pretty, you admit to yourself. “Oh my, I’m sorry, and how you today, miss?” Her wide eyes immediately directed towards you. Her tone was that of surprise and joy. Possibly because of how rare it is to have female customers here, you guess.

“I’m okay, thank you though.” You replied, smiling faintly at the blonde. “Yeah, we’re good today, too.” Dandy said after, his palm holding his jaw in boredom. The blonde beamed happily. “Dandy, who is she? Is she a new friend of yours?” She egged him on. Obviously curious about who you were. You’d think that this waitress is close friends with Dandy, given how easily she’s able to hold a conversation with him.

“No Honey, me and crew met her yesterday.” He explained, smirking with confidence. “Although an initiation of the Space crew in the talks.” In talks? You could’ve sworn he agreed to you being apart of the crew the first day you two met. You looked at him sideways, just what is he trying to get at?

“An initiation? That must be so fun! When is it??” Honey looked at him with answers. Dandy slumped on the booth, smug as all hell. He’s gonna get punched so bad when we get back to the ship. “Actually, initiation starts today.” He boasted.

“It is?” Honey asked excited.

“It is?” You reiterated sarcastically, wondering where this was going.

“It is.” Dandy conceded.

Before Dandy could be anymore proud of himself of having you put in a tight situation, hook line and sinker...

“Since when did we propose for an initiation for future crew members?” QT popped up with a sudden question out of nowhere. “We didn’t have one for Meow now that I think about it...” the robot added, while Dandy’s eyes widen, nervously.

“It’s a new thing I made up!” Dandy interjected. “I forgot to tell you and Meow about..” he explained, hoping the damn robot keeps thier mouth shut. “Okaaay, what’s the first stage of initiation then?” QT asked after.

Meow looked up from his phone, seeing what was unfolding right in front of him.

Dandy could only grind his teeth, thinking of one on the top of his head and try not to look stupid. Than, a light switched on his head!

“[f/n], our lovely new recruit here has to pay for the check.” Douche. That was all that popped in your head soon after.

Well, I have space skeleton demi-god and a pimp gorilla looking over me like vultures, I’m being labeled as a last resort plan to capturing Dandy, and being apart of his crew is the only shot I can get to getting closer to finishing my mission. No pressure.

Ok Dandy, I’ll play along.

“Well, if it’s what I have to do, than so be it.” You agreed, getting a little too confident.

“Alright!” Dandy rubbed his hands together in anticipation. This was too fun for him.

The food orders were now final.

Dandy made it easier by just having you pay for the ‘Captain’s Meal’, aka Dandy and yourself. Meow just ordered for soup and a soda, QT just wanted some juice. You wondered if the robot could actually consume foods...

Your order was that of a space meat fillet that you thought looked good on the menu and your choice of two sides.

However, Dandy knew he had you by his finger and went all out. Two large chucks of meat, topped with chili, cheese, a ramen bowl, and a slushee that was most likely child size.

He looked as smug and pampered as they came at that moment. The food came in.

Meow’s and QT ‘s came first since their orders were small and simple. Your’s came second. Dandy’s was last, the meal was so huge that Honey needed another waitress to help her bring it to the table.

You rolled your eyes at how Dandy was making a big deal out of this.

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Meow and QT were done with thier orders a long time ago. You just finished your own meal. Dandy on the other hand, still had halfway to go. I guess Dandy didn’t think though how big of an order his was compared to everyone else.

“You’re not gonna finish that.” Meow commented as he was scrolling his phone. He pouted his lip in response. “Nope, I’m not gonna give in to the temptation of losing.” Dandy replied, hiding away the worry.

“Losing what? I’m the one paying for your meal.” You said suddenly. “How about we just ask to box it for to-go.” You suggested. You honestly felt a little bad. He looked like a small boy who feels bad for not finishing his dinner. It was honestly kinda cute at this state.

Wait what?

“Fine!” He gave in, crossing his arms in the process. You perked up at the waitress who was walking past your table, and asked if they’re was a to-go box for a meal like Dandy’s.

Honey came in with the check, the total of Dandy’s meal itself was almost 300 yen, your own meal was around 30. Luckily, you secretly tapped Honey’s shoulder and gave the ditzy blonde a coupon for Boobies when Dandy wasn’t looking. You knew holding onto that coupon would benefit you one day.

The crew got their things together before heading out. Dandy begrudgingly holding onto his box that had his meal.

It was already midnight by the time you guys came out of the breastaurant. All of got into ship, one by one. All tired from eating. Seeing how exhausted you looked, Dandy took the liberty of stirring the ship with QT tonight. How nice.

Guess him being nice was just a thank you for putting up with him today at Boobies.

Before you could relax your eyes, Dandy shouted out:

“Whoops, forgot to get gas!” He nervously smiled through his teeth.

“ARGGHHH!!!” You, Meow, and QT loudly responded.