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ahjustroza · 4 years ago

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Do you have any hcs abt Last Legacy modern au?

Sorry for the wait! I just write very slow 🥺😭 btw I am still writing other requests! I'll post them as soon as I finish writing ✨😌😏 And YES I still take requests😏😏😏

Lol btw I haven't played the catboy Felix tale yet but found his delicious CG. Also, there might be typos etc. My dyslexia was a hoe for the last couple of days (･_･

Last Legacy Modern Au Headcanons

Sage

Lmao the first time you went to his place you faced with an ancient-looking old computer that he found in a garage sale

"It still works"

"Sage with its monitor alone you can heat your entire house in winter"

"Aye, but I don't have to use that to get heated if you catch my drift."

Let me give you a concept: thrift store dates

You took him to a thrift store once and thought it might be fun

But at the moment you entered the store Sage found a damn fake fur jacket and gold sunglasses

He will buy anything with a famous brand logo and say it is original and is an antique

But he'll only do that to annoy people

Mostly.

Sage cares about his looks but doesn't go crazy about it

Before dating you he just lived his life like a street kid like in cyberpunk 2077

Sage and Tulsi grew up in slums and then Sage got an apartment so that Tulsi could grow up in a safe environment

He didn't go to college but made sure that Tulsi did

Sage basically works as a mercenary in the modern au as well

He travels a lot and has to disappear for a looong long time

Tulsi is used to it but you aren't

Once you two are in a relationship and he feels ready to settle down he might get a job closeby to your shared house

You made him realize that he needs his family around him

And now he is not alone to carry all the burden by himself

He knows that if he can't make it in time you will be there to help out Tulsi or take care of all the work for him

He feels lighter around you

Also, he makes many people jealous on the streets lol

Whenever you two are on a date no one can believe that you, a literal divine being, could look at a Boku no pico catboy maid-sama man like him.

He is also jealous of you

But never possessive

He likes to send you out of context memes in the worst possible times ever

Like you got Luigi and Mario animations, doing the waltz, with the Britney Spears' Toxic song during the busiest hour of your shift

He also texted "This us"

The audacity

Sage would also LOVE video games

Especially Final Fantasy games

But he suck at playing them so he makes you play instead

And he'll give instructions too

"I saw a checkpoint in the other room babe,"

"Love, I gotta run away from the boss right now."

"It's not the boss, bosses have their boss rooms. This is an obstacle"

Sage also suck at filing taxes

So good luck with that

I can see Sage having PTSD treatments because of his traumatized childhood and the life he had to live until now after settling down with you

You convinced him to go to therapy and Tulsi backed you up

So he will take medications every day

At first, you had to remind him a lot, but then he just made it an addiction and now doesn't need reminders

He was never happier and finally had a taste of a healthy and caring relationship with you

He is also not so terrible with putting the IKEA furniture together.

Felix

He got expelled from Harvard.

Then his rich father had to convince the headmaster to reconsider the decision and Felix ended up with suspension instead smh

Felix's grades are great but he has disciplinary issues

I can see him majoring in criminal justice and mortuary science

Or maybe just mortuary science

Escell was very disappointed in him.

He is also famous for dating with the valedictorian among Harvard graduates

Then they broke up and you yeeted yourself in his life

Or he yeeted himself to your arms

He literally dramatically fell one day and you happened to be close to catch him

Then the Titanic music played in the background with the slow summer rain fell down to your heads

You are hot so he was flustered

Like he internally screamed when he fell in your arms

Or shall I say fell in love?

You two then started as friends since not too later he found out that he might actually have a chance with you after you mentioned your love of video games and romance books

After starting to date he confessed that he has an AO3 account asddgf

Rime was a burden too

He was the one who broke Felix's heart

But still wanted him to only love him and him alone

Then you were like

"Hoe listen to me..."

Rime hot

But no

Felix cried until morning the day you fist fought Rime in the grocery store parking lot

AAHGDHFA

Scylla secretly approved your determination that day and watched the fight afar

Escell got drunk and Florian came home the day after for everyone's explanations

The deeper your relationship got the more a part of his family you become

I mean every Friday it was now a routine that Felix and you attended family dinner

No one even asks anymore they just put your plate down and Escell hides his most expensive wine bottles from everyone

Felix is not good to live in his own house though

He always lived with someone in the house so he wasn't alone

Ever.

When you moved into the same house with him Felix was relieved

You two will be emos together and watch fifty shades of grey movies during the quarantine

Please ask Felix if he thinks the movie is interesting, he will avoid you all day long

Then become a blanket burrito at night lmao

Oh btw he might tell you random facts about mortuary

Like you are in the shower and he comes in to brush his teeth

Then he'll tell you a fact you didn't have to know then leave

"Truly fascinating, if you ask me."

He is also the type to text you from the other side of the room

Or call you from the other room to ask you if you can bring him something to eat

Felix would also love to go to the farmers' market too

"Finally some quality food."

Whenever you two go on a vacation together

lmao someone ALWAYS takes his hand and reads his palm

Only to be ended up getting scolded and getting a proper palm reading from Felix

Anisa

Call her and ask if she wants drive tru

"Love, it is thREE IN THE MORNING, I have work tomorrow-"

"So two? Or nah?"

"Get a coffee."

Actually, she wants a cookie but won't admit it

She knows you'll get her a cookie

You always get her a cookie with coffee

Anisa might be a great investigator if you ask me

If not a detective or a police chief or lieutenant

But I think she would work in law enforcement

Or she might also start her own company and rise as well

Unlike Sage and Felix, Anisa will not live in the same house with you before she decides to settle down for good

It's not because she doesn't want you around her

But because she is always at work and doesn't want to leave everything to you to handle at home

But she is always with you on her day offs

Will call you once a day at least

Text you during her breaks or whenever she can

If you can show up at her workplace during the lunch break she will take you to the nearest coffee shop

"Their coffee is not nearly as good as yours, but among other shops, this is the most drinkable one."

She will spoil you during your dates!

She likes to see you smile and will do anything for you to have a good time with her

So expect sweets, movie nights, amusement park dates, or just traveling during both of your yearly week/month offs/breaks

She won't admit it but likes it when you try to match your clothes with hers

She will know your favorite everythings lol

Take her to a dinner date and she will be so happy and feel spoiled

She will let you paint her nails

Let you get all the hot water in the shower

Will let you wear her clothes

Pillow fights are allowed every now and then

When she gets sick she'll try to power through but likes it when you baby her

Whenever you get sick she will try to not fuss over you but every 15 minutes she'll ask to take you to see a doctor

She is a cereal gal

You might have to drag her to bed many nights because she will take work at home

Oh my god, do play dungeons and dragons with her

If you visited somewhere she has never been she will ask a lot of questions about your trip

Likes to binge a tv series you two found online

Also enjoys just silent but comfortable moments with you

When you read your book she will gaze at you

All heart eyes

Will put her favorite picture of you two as her profile picture in her social media accounts

Will like your every post

ALWAYS TEXTS BACK TO YOU. ALWAYS.

Never leaves you on read/seen

She will either give you a proper text or just let you know that she is busy at the moment

Also if you come home later than her she will ask if you want her to prepare anything special you want for dinner

otherwise, she'll do dishes that you both like anyway

If she is late, she'll call you to ask if you need anything from the grocery store, etc.

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eurofox · 2 years ago

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twitter impression

Looking more at twitter recently and so many accounts fall into these categories:

Father of 3. Patriot. Christ is king. Hunting enthusiast. Against liberalism in all its forms. Anti-woke. Cringe quote from Socrates, Tolkien or that stupid 'Weak men create hard times...' one.

On the other side, it’s more like this:

Pagan/spiritual demisexual *mental illness list* BLM. Pronouns. Eco activist. Anime reference. TRANS WOMEN ARE WOMEN. Gun control now. DNI list

Then you have the terminally online alt right trads, usually with descriptions along these lines for younger ones:

alpha, tradcath or orthodox, Vidya game enjoyer, death 2 jews, based anti-feminist, anti-degenerate. Manosphere term, loves Elon, gymgoer Kill all groomers (but wants girls to marry as young as possible), avatar is either a nude little anime girl, Pepe or old art/statue/chad wojak.

And for the older one alt right fash types:

Jungian or some philosophical position. Pretentious quote. Link to podcast or youtube or blog. Regular posts on whether or not women are capable of higher thought, if doctors/teachers are all evil and corrupt, why gay people are all secret peadophiles and how gynocentric society is ruining masculinity or some BS

Lastly are viral meme accounts that usually have a black person in the profile, get hundreds of thousands of notes despite being fairly recent accounts and post the same tweet word for word every few days about 'not dreaming of labour ' or basic relationship posts like 'when y'all get to the handholding in public stage 😩😍🥴👌👍🔥💯💯' or ancient recycled Tumblr jokes.

I think that site has as many bots as people claim because so many people just seem cookie cutter. At least on Tumblr the nonsense seems organic. Most of it seems very American focused and the Us VS them attitude is way worse than anything I’ve seen here.

There are people that aren’t in any of these groups but these ones seem to dominate from what I saw. I know there’s an algorithm at work but not sure how it affects things

I'm gonna have a look a little longer but think I'll delete soon, definitely rots the brain. Anything good will be filtered here.

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mousemilf · 3 years ago

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The Babdook, Evil Dead, Cabin in the Woods (for da ask me :))

omg thank u... ask me... did u mean meme silly. ily <3

the babadook: have you ever felt like you were being watched? well yeah. yes. a lot.

evil dead: have you ever woken something sinister? you already know this omg ive told u abt this... u want me to reveal this on main i suppose i will. for you. well basically in 2017 i made a little drawing on ****, a few weeks later received the 10 of swords in the mail w my depop order and i was like theres a connection here and i collaged them into this drawing

and well basically i had just moved into my first apartment that week, which was a scary attic from the 20s that had been converted into a studio apartment. i had my little stairwell where there was a landing in the middle w a set of stairs leading to my door, and another set that led down and then had been walled off when the house was renovated into apartments. this will come up later. so i had just moved in there and suddenly i come down w an awful fever, and water starts giving me a rash. i had other people test it to see if it was the water in the apartment but no i would just break out in full body hives anytime i showered or anything. weird right! so obviously im like this is some kind of entity attacking me. obviously right. and then one night my touch lamp starts turning off and on by itself and im hearing a woman laughing and i was like omg its her from the painting shes in there. and thats kind of when it started up. she would torment me and knock things off my shelves at night and mess w the lights. basically anything bad that happened to me was her fault in my eyes like if i lost something i was like its her dark magics aaaaaah! this is also when the whole anorexia thing started back up and i kind of saw her as like my co-conspirator in that. i was like nobody gets me but my haunted painting. pretty soon i moved her down to the aforementioned spooky alcove in my stairwell so she could have her own space and some of the more tangible haunting things like the lights stopped. i would leave her offerings like food and stuff but the thing is i couldnt go down those stairs to clean it up so i would just throw stuff down there and let it rot. a couple times i caught a cockroach in a jar and left it to die in the alcove for her. sometimes she would ask for specific things like if i made cookies she'd want one. i partitioned it off w caution tape so no one could go in her space. i hung a self-portrait across from her to keep an eye on her and she kept knocking it down (probably just bad tape but u know how it is with psychosis.) the thing is, you had to pass her to get into my apartment. so whenever i had anyone over the first thing they saw when they opened my door was my fucked up little shrine and i knew it was embarrassing so i didnt really have people over often after this started. by the time i moved out 3 years later, i wasnt hearing her anymore and did not interact w her very often but i still couldnt remove my shrine when i left but i still got my whole security deposit back anyway bcs bobby is pretty valid as far as landlords go and he probably felt kind of bad for me. anyway. im still not sure how much was psychosis and how much of it was an actual entity bcs other people witnessed the lights thing and said they felt "evil energy" from her. but yeah that was my ultimate crazy bitch moment pretty much. but you knew this already my love.

cabin in the woods: where do you spend your holidays? do your friends go with you? usually with family. matts family did big holiday parties w extended family and im really missing those.. my family doesnt rly do a ton for the holidays its usually just my immediate family but i still like it :-)

thank you my dear. sorry for being mental health on main btw. ilysm

#<3<3 #akizuke #ic

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sorio99 · 3 years ago

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Deltarune Chapter 2: Live Thoughts

So, since the new chapter of Deltarune came out, I've played it all the way through, so, here are my thoughts as I had them. Basically a live-blog, but, not live anymore, I wrote these in my notes app before.

NOTE: Obviously there are going to be ALL THE SPOILERS for Deltarune Chapter 2 in this, as well as Chapter 1. Reader discretion is advised.

Wow, okay, so I was wrong about it being immediately explained.

Various descriptions have changed, and I’m not sure if it’s because of the change to a new game, or the one to a new chapter.

I feel like Berdly is definitely a m’lady guy.

Okay, so, we’re not skipping class this time.

I really wish we could call Toriel and tell her we’re gonna be late again, but I couldn’t see an option for that. Maybe Kris told her on the ride to school.

Okay, so, Noelle is definitely adorable, and a huge lesbian.

Susie seems lovestruck too, kinda.

SHE HAD CHALK, AND SHE DIDN’T TELL ALPHYS BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT SHE AND SUSIE COULD GO GET IT TOGETHER OH MY GOD

Okay, honestly wasn’t expecting the closet to work again.

Fricking LOVE the new transition.

Okay, so, Ralsei knows about, the real world? How, why, and what?

Oh, that, makes, a little sense? But also, if we hadn’t brought the toys over to the closet then, would they all be, dead?

AND WHAT IS RALSEI IN THIS CONTEXT?!?!

Okay, but I love the new town.

Holy shit, save points have storage, AND a spare list? Hell yeah.

So, we’re all level 2 now. I guess they moved from EXP based (or, execution point based?) to Milestone.

Love the basement for bad guys, with K. Round standing guard.

Bitch said “Child abusers live in Hamster Cage”.

Wait, he uses the hamster wheel?

I don’t know if I believe the king about his “bluff” or not. I think not, but, I don’t know.

I can see the “Susie moves to Ralsei’s castle to escape her abusive home” fic already.

RALSEI GAVE KRIS A TRASHCAN, AND SAID IT WAS FOR THE MANUAL IF HE GIVES US ANOTHER ONE OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY MY SWEET FLUFFY BOY

And of course, the moss call-back.

Oh god, Susie just said “My own room, huh.” and my heart is ready to shatter.

This girl has one actual food item in her fridge, and it’s just salsa

Oh, scratch that, there’s ice, crumbs, and jawbreakers in there too?

Oh, okay, Ralsei did give her actual food.

Entering Lancer’s room gives the cartoon Splat sound effect from Chapter 1, and his bedroom is identical to Chapter 1.

Perfect.

And the sound effect, plays in reverse when leaving? Okay.

So, explore until we’re ready to leave, huh? Seems, suspicious.

Oh my god, I just realized, the LightCandy is literally the chalk Noelle gave Susie. What the fuck.

So, for giving the Top back his cake, we get regenerating SpinCake that heals everyone for 140. Nice.

Battle challenges, huh? This should be interesting.

So, we can get a ClubsSandwich, $100, or…Jigsaw Joe’s entire life savings. Okay.

Aw, Clover has separate heads in their dialogue box!

Just realized this “dojo” also has their bed. Odd.

Alright, let’s take these challenges!

Oh, so if we act with Kris, than spare with Ralsei or Susie…got it!

He has a mercy meter. There’s a mercy meter now. I love this.

Oh, of course his life savings is exactly one dollar.

I can already tell the Graze challenges are gonna be the biggest bitches.

Okay, so, being able to rematch bosses, with different gimmicks and attacks, but based on the same logic? Always amazing.

I love the little cut-ins from the other characters with certain lines, like Susie and Lancer revealing “for a price” means zero dollars.

“Cookie and Wife”?

The Blacksmith runs a bakery where he can fuse items…okay.

Imma get a Silver Card.

What the fuck, Mr. Society?

Okay, so, we’re “leaving” through the way we came in, so “surely” we’re going back “home” to the “real world” and our “family”. Sure.

LANCER was added to your key items.

Oh was he now?

And so was Rouxls, “even though no one wanted that.”

Oh, we, actually went back to the light world. Huh. Actually wasn’t expecting that.

Jack of Spades, and the Rules Card. Makes sense.

Still LV 1 here, thankfully. No murder yet.

Okay, thankfully I can call Toriel now.

…Undyne, what the fuck?

Also? This, car horn music, I guess? Is, um…interesting.

Oh, the, computer lab. Where Toby was in Chapter 1. Okay. Makes sense.

“Guess this means we can’t start our project.” I’d say the biggest obstacle is more that we have no clue what the hell this project is supposed to be.

Hmm, we could use the computer at my house, or we could have a fun Toby Fox adventure…

My house!

I knew Susie wouldn’t allow it, also, you always wanna jump in big pits? That’s, worrying.

Computer lab time!

So, computer themed, maybe?

Rouxls jumped out, apparently. According to Lancer.

Okay, this build up is creepy, where’s the fluffy boy?!

Who is SHE?!

Was

Was that Noelle’s chatter sound?

Asking for help?

OH MY GOD

ITS THE REINDEER LESBIAN

SHES BEEN TAKEN

NOOOO

And, I suppose, this must be, our queen.

Q5U4EX7YY2E9N. Sure. I’ll stick with Queen, yeah.

Oh, she’s a computer! That…that’s probably not, great?

Oh, those plugs are bad, brainwashers. Okay.

Okay, they’re both tired…but Ralsei isn’t here. Fuck.

Aiming at moving targets is hard.

2 Werewires spared, only 4 to go, I guess!

RALSEI IS BACK, YAY!

Fun Gang, back together, working to save Susie’s soon-to-be-girlfriend!

Rhythm game to start a new bumping song. Nice.

Might live blog less from here, since, you know, the game is starting proper.

God, I love Deltarune’s look and sound, it’s so clean? And expressive, and AAAGH, I just love it!

I love angry Ralsei.

First lose control laughing moment: Kris and Susie squishing Ralsei like a toothpaste tube, to play an arcade game.

Did, did I just play Punch-Out inside an Undertale?

Curing computer viruses with Syringes…sure.

Sweet is the rhythm guy! Nice to meet you, Sweet! You and Toby are great at this music thing.

Hey, Susie can act now! Awesome!

Ralsei too, because of bullying! Yay!

Now the whole gang’s dancing!

(This is where I took my first real break, to process stuff and relax, and also to sleep)

In between thought: it’s kinda interesting that, in Chapter 1, Susie basically had to be forced to care about Kris, Ralsei, and Susie, but as soon as Noelle is in the slightest bit of danger, she’s immediately like, “We have to save her or die trying”, huh?

“Reverse diss-tracks, where the vocalist puts themselves down and praises Queen…or noise music.” That’s some, interesting taste in music.

“All our songs are only 4 seconds long!” Damn, so you’re, like, Vine musicians?

So, the Knight is opening alternate fountains, that create dark worlds out of, more mundane places? Interesting…

So, someone new is leading the rebels. This, can’t go well.

Smorgasbord 2.

Oooh, a TP raising Item! Nice!

Oh, the guy who was already working for Queen is a Werewire now. Okay.

66 up arrows. Hmmm, I wonder if I can retry at some point…

Oh boy. Here’s the queens…wait what?

Oh my god.

Go kart time.

Noelle, you traitor! How could you!

Oh, okay. Berdly I believe more.

Also, “beloved”.

I love how Queen apparently didn’t even ask him.

“Light Nerds” Good one, Queen.

That’s one weird Check for Berdly.

Berdly, for God’s sakes, Noelle is a lesbian, you idiot.

You know, given this villain rant, I think I hate Berdly more than I do King. And I’ve dealt with both bullies AND abusive dads.

Oh god, Roller Coaster Tycoon murder (also Berdly is dead)

Garbage! Saved by it again.

Oh, this place looks glitchy.

Also, Susie, you’re not the king of the trash pile. You’re QUEEN of the trash pile.

Oh god, please don’t tell me she’s dying.

Okay, good, she just needed fluffy boy hug.

Fork in the path, advantageous to split up, huh? But there’s three of us, and, two paths probably.

Okay, I can either go with the Fluffy boy who might secretly be evil, or the mean girl who might get lesbian scenes…hmmm…

I’m flipping a coin.

Okay, Ralsei it is!

Oh, Susie is upset at me getting to pick.

Oh, they’re going together.

Oh, this can’t be good.

If I had a nickel for every indie game with a cat themed metropolis on my pc, I’d have two nickels. You can finish the meme.

I swear I just saw Noelle on the right. Something big in the streets, hmmmm…

Okay, definitely saw Noelle that time. Shame the Poppups, popped up.

…I get it, Toby, but I’m still mad.

Blocked 10 ads…okay, I still love this game.

God, I’m already missing my party members.

Okay, so I still have Lancer, but, I’m really hoping Noelle listens to reason, because Lancer is, not.

Oh god no, don’t fight me now Queen. And please don’t join me.

Alright, nobody likes Berdly. Figured.

God they’re so dumb.

“G-got any room for another truce?” Noelle, I would do a No Mercy run for you, of course I’m going to help you.

I can’t believe “No Triple Trucies” is even an option.

Yay! Noelle in party!

“LV1 Snowcaster. Might be able to use some cool moves.” She’s got Heal Prayer, a more powerful (but more expensive) Pacify, and a damaging Ice move for only 16% TP.

I love her.

I don’t know what a sugarplum is myself, actually.

Noelle, you have a one track mind, and I like it.

Lancer, she’s not a cream, and we’re not making her a bad guy.

Oh, and she’s scared of mice, I love it!

Ah, she’s never been in battle before, let’s see how this goes.

See? That wasn’t so bad, Noelle.

Oh, she’s a natural!

“Needles aren’t scary…” Tell that to anyone under 20, Noelle.

Also, “subtle” pro-Vax message?

Oh my god, I just love her animations.

So, the virus and the syringe are fighting…hm…

Okay, so, first, Noelle’s defend animation, also perfect.

Second, so Ambyu-lance’s bullets block and destroy Virovirokun’s…hmm…

Have I mentioned how much I love Noelle? This funky little Christmas Lesbian can do no wrong.

Oh my god, she can’t even confidently say we’re friends, and hearing Kris say it makes her happy, I love her so much.

Okay, so, Queen drinks Battery Acid. Makes sense for a computer.

Kris is so done with this shit, I can tell.

I am both scared of and loving Queen.

Oh Jesus Christ Berdly what the fuck is that.

That is not greatness that is…I don’t know. I’m pretty sure even tumblr isn’t horny for you, Berdly.

Christ, he’s gonna break Queen by being an idiot and then he’ll be the Chapter boss.

Her eyes say lying. Of course.

“I Did Not Know You Had… Nipples” that’s, a good point.

…Berdly, you disturb me.

Second lost control laughing moment: Noelle’s cardboard robot face, and Queen just saying “Wow Cool Face”

Lancer, what is the “illusory nipple technique”?

Oh, of course the music bots built the statue. Berdly would never do manual labor.

Oh, and, they built the next “big” thing…hmmmm…

Why are we, flavors of tea???

Okay, that should be all the werewires for now.

The, clothing store, sold me, a useless mannequin, for $300. Of course.

I am going to touch the cheese.

Maus!

Cheese maze, purposely ruined to spare more Mices.

Hmm, Berdly talks about Noelle’s crush. $20 says he actually thinks it’s him, or maybe Kris at a stretch.

Noelle is now immune to mice! Yay!

Oh, CD Bagel, Seedy Bagel, just got that.

Okay, sacrifice pacifist run to kill Berdly…I’m tempted.

Uh, Berdly, Noelle just one shot both your allies. I’m not alone, you are.

Jokes on you, buddy, I’ve been dodging A+ for years!

“(He hit me in the face with a tornado…)” Yes, Noelle, and I have papercuts on my eyelids. He do be an asshole.

Oh good, they both made Battery Acid Pies. Now we’re in a car together. Perfect. This is exactly how I wanted things to go.

Potassium

Who is this trash man?

Spamton, huh. Oh boy.

Oh god, this song has lyrics.

Oh joy, a mini boss on my own. Just what I wanted.

Oh, new game over screen! Nice.

Anyways, I hate this guy.

Okay, just one more deal, I think. I wonder what’s next.

I’m not giving you my credit card info, dude.

Oh damnit, 1% more.

Okay, I’m very scared now.

Oh, I lost $51. That’s, fair.

Okay, back in the car.

Oh my god, Queen loves Noelle too. Perfect.

Lancer took the mixtape! Nice!

Oh, he ate it…nice!

DECEMB…

Oh god she’s a little kid.

December.

I’m so sorry, Noelle. I really hope you’re going to be okay. We’ll figure out what to do.

Queen, why does everything you have explode?

Now the prize is on my head.

Susie and Ralsei! You’re back!

She can slightly heal me now…cool!

And she taught him Sarcasm. I love them all so much.

Uh, Susie! You can have it!

Okay, so, now Susie is both gay for Noelle, and suspicious of her. Amazing.

And Noelle is turned on by the threat of being killed. Have I mentioned I love these dorks?

The gang’s all here!

Uh, just got past fireworks, and, where’s Noelle?

Oh, okay. She was just watching Fireworks.

Oooo, catching mice minigame!

Oooo, more elaborate but simpler to control mice minigame!

Oooo, bucket hole!

Also, nice gay Noelle moment noted.

Oh no, please don’t take the perfect girl away from us!

Okay, so, I don’t like Berdly, but, Acid river? Bit much…

Oh, okay. He was never in danger. I hate both of you. GIVE US BACK NOELLE

GOD DAMNIT NOT THE CAGE AGAIN.

Oh, great, now we’re captured too. Except possibly Ralsei.

She only plays mobile games. Burn her.

For once Berdly is correct.

Queen, you are dumb.

Is that the super Mario world fade?

I don’t, next question.

No looking at my Search history!

Oh, hey, we can chat in here.

LANCER TIME!

YES I MISSED YOU YOU DOPE

Lancer, never say Pants hole again, and never say you were inside it either.

Lancer, do you still not know our name?!

So this is how they lampshade the tutorial-Toriel thing, huh?

Oh no, Lancer, please don’t die in here.

Um, are there rooms for all the kids at school?

Asriel…

Puzzle time!

Plot twist: Susie is not Susan.

Berdly is dumb.

Admittedly, I did brute force that second one a bit…

Okay, now Susie has outsmarted both me AND Berdly. This is sad.

Oh god, he’s gonna cry now.

Oh, my god, that’s what December meant. That’s why Berdly cares about Noelle. That’s why…oh god.

Oh wow, Susie’s a gamer. This is incredible Lore.

Oh wow, first Lancer’s face returns, now Berdly is Anime. I love this game.

Oh my god, Ralsei in a tux. I love him.

Alright, so, Lancer needs to go back to Castle Town, and we need to get the heck to Noelle. I hope Berdly’s plan actually works…

Aw, I wanted him to stay tuxedo…

Color Cafe, huh?

Oh god, Rouxls came here. I am terrified.

I love this hype manor song!

Toby Fox, why is there so much 3D Shenanigans in this 2D Top Down RPG???

Note: from here, I end up going to the secret of this chapter. Do not read if you don’t want to be spoiled on that plotline. Skip to where I say Pancake Batter.

Okay, I’m going back, and I’m gonna find this third blue check mark.

Okay, found it, now to get back to the guy…

Yay, fireworks, again!

East treasure’s hallway leading to Basement on 1F…

Oh dear.

So there’s a secret here after all…where is…

Found it!

Okay, how to open this lock, now…hm.

Well, one thing was in the field, so, maybe in the city?

Oh Jesus it’s Spamton.

$28, not a penny more.

KeyGen, huh…

If this is as hard as Jevil, I’m gonna be pissed.

Oh, great, just Kris going in. Again. Fantastic.

Oh what the fuck.

Oh Jesus Christ I hate this build up.

Oh, and I died on the elevator. That’s fun.

Okay, so I hate this elevator. A lot.

Okay! Took like six tries, but I made it past the elevator! Now, let’s see what’s waiting for me…

EmptyDisk…hmmmmmmmm…

Maybe take that back to Scamton or whoever?

…Ralsei, Susie, what are you two doing?

Okay, trash man, you better like this.

Oh Jesus Christ.

Okay, this is not what I expected to follow Jevil’s lead. But, let’s see what happens when I turn this disk in.

Oh, nothing happened. Sure it did. Just gonna walk away then…

Oh, wouldn’t you know it, something happened!

Okay, so big puppet robot man. This is terrifying.

THANK YOU SUSIE!

Roller coaster boss! Again! Oh good!

YELLOW SOUL!

Can’t write notes, gotta kill.

Spamton, oh my god. And it’s Neo’s outfit. How the fuck did I not realize before?

Im terrified, let’s GOOOOOO!

Holy shit is that the Undertale Game Over message??????

Many tries later

Okay, I think it’s actually Ralsei and Susie talking…

Quitting the game so they can get their healing items out of storage and buy some good ones extra later

Okay, third turn, and I’ve only been hit once! Granted, it did almost 50 damage to Susie, but, still, doing better this time!

Even more death later

Did he just, attack himself?

Is he surrendering?

I…I did it! I did it in one sitting! Minus quitting so I could grab healing items that did more than 40 HP!

Oh, he killed him by freeing him…….okay.

Dealmaker, huh? Let’s see what this bad boy is…

+4 defense, +5 magic (even on Kris?), and $+30%…”and…?”

Okay, Ralsei, you get that, Susie get’s Jevilstail, and I get many questions.

Alright, now back to the actual plot!

Oh…Kris has goosebumps, and Susie’s asking if they’re okay…no. I’m saying no.

I love these two so much. Now let’s save the adorable lesbian.

Pancake Batter. Alright, we’re good.

Sorry, Noelle, got distracted.

Mouse wheel!

Tasque manager helped!

Man, this room is big and empty, with an odd exit door and screens on the north wall. Hmmmm…

Toby!

Thank you annoying dog!

Okay, I still love this music. Just wanted to say that. Anyways, PROGRESS!

We’re tea covered now. Except Susie. She’s tea filled.

Oh god, I don’t trust Berdly with Susie.

God, Knight teased.

Duck ride with Fluffy Boy.

Okay, so, puzzle time, methonk.

High Five!

More duck ride!

Ralsei, do you wanna do the kissy?

Oh boy.

Oh jeez.

Oh damn.

Rouxls.

Ralsei, you read my mind.

Oh Jesus it’s the tank from the first game.

Okay, so, we, take houses? Okay.

I can’t believe some people thought this dork was Gaster.

Wow, I beat him in like 3 and a half turns because I blocked him in.

Another God Dammit because SOMEONE didn’t pay attention to what happened to Lancer.

His head is still blue…

Hey, Camera! Peace signs and hugs!

Mostly hugs.

Yay, more Susie and Noelle time!

Oh my god, my heart is breaking.

Okay, I love these adorable girls.

Oh boy, this is, weird.

“Point and hearts come out” or “Eat moss”. The choice of a generation.

Fair point, Susie.

She likes scary things, huh.

Kinky

Have I mentioned how much I love these two? Because I do.

Susie and Noelle are best girls ever, no objections.

Oh good, Berdly, don’t ruin this completely, okay?

I fucking knew it.

Noelle, you’re going to kill him, and that’s okay with me.

Susie, stop squishing him like toothpaste!

Oh boy, I get big “final boss” energy right now…

Werewerewire?!

Okay, so I just stole from Noelle’s room.

Okay, boss time.

Shit, I should’ve healed up.

Okay, so, I died, but, I can fix that!

So, this boss is calling back to how the town’s internet has gone out, a fact I didn’t even learn until watching other content last night when I should have been sleeping, because I forgot to talk to Alphys during the brief chance I had.

Also, now both she and Ralsei have made reference to the real world outside…hmmmm…

So I guess the plot is about Google search being evil…yeah that checks out.

Bitch, did you just funny runny way?

Hmm, I’d say 50/50 odds of him being a drama Queen vs. him trying to trick Susie into caring about him.

Yep, he’s trying to score a kiss. Berdly…get a job.

Alright, let’s save Noelle, and possibly the whole town.

The “Roaring” Knight?

Oh god, the determination…who is this Knight, what is going on, and how involved are we?

Wait wait wait wait wait wait WAIT

When she described the Knight making more darkness, she said they took their blade, and showed an image of a knife. Was…was this…

HOLY SHIT IS KRIS’S NIGHT SELF THE KNIGHT?!?!

Oh. It was a giant robot. Not a statue.

Susie’s dancing!

Oh yeah, he can fly.

Resistance! Yay!

Okay, so, we sentai up in this bitch.

I wonder how the hell this story would go if we didn’t go pacifist then? Because in Chapter 1, all that really changed was how the boss was defeated in the cutscene, and like a couple details later. This is, a lot more than that.

Okay, so, three rounds of HP, punch out for her turns, just keep attacking. Got it.

Two rounds down, one to go!

Yes, eat your own Baseball, bitch!

Oh, suicide attack. Well it was just a robot.

Oh. She still has us.

Oh fuck the robot is Noelle’s mom. Fuck.

Okay, so, Queen is dead.

Oh fuck, don’t take over the world with darkness all of you, please.

The Roaring?

Oh fuck, new legend lore.

Titans, Fountains, enveloping the land in devastation. Oh jeez.

Lost eternally in an endless night…that’s not paradise. That’s hell.

QUEEN IS ALIVE?!?! AND DIDN’T KNOW ANY OF THAT?!?!

Thank you, Susie!

Okay, that’s a good ending for a second chapter, it’s dark fountain time!

Susie, please don’t turn evil.

…

And, we’re in the computer lab!

Wait, Ms. Boom? Does, does Gerson have a daughter, or wife?

Lost control laughing #3: this

I love this game so much. Time to explore town again.

Okay, Alphys does crush on Undyne still, at least.

Oops, I just let all the prisoner dogs out.

Awww, Undyne likes Alphys too!

Napstablook, I love you.

Oh shit, Asgore used to be a pig?

Oh god, this Rudy storyline is gonna be depressing all the way through, huh?

Susie, can we steal the tower of the gods?

Hey, we can actually go back to Ralsei’s dark world?!

Okay, this is gonna be interesting.

Oh thank god, we can save in the epilogue now, cool.

Oh cool, King and Queen together.

Oh my god he calls her Queenie Beanie. I love this.

So, a card and a computer fucked to make Lancer, who is a card. Okay.

Okay, so Lancer DOES know Kris’s name! Just not Ralsei’s!

New battle challenges! Yes!

Might save “Ch. 2 All-stars” for another time, though…

Perfection is the mannequin reaction.

Oh my god there’s a dedicated room for listening to music I love this

Alright, time to skedaddle back to the real world.

Okay, so Alvin is Gerson’s son, and he’s depressed. Fun.

Oh, MK and Snowy are by the creepy bunker. That’s…fun.

Okay, so, Susie scared them off after they insulted Kris, because Kris said something about the bunker…hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…

Hey, Nice Cream Guy is one of the Ice-E’s employees! Nice!

Ah, PizzaPants. Never change.

Oh hey, it’s the little guy, who’s clone is a Gaster follower. And the bird guy’s still in the library, and the donut guy is still in his car…

Hey, Catty and Bratty are becoming friends again! Cool!

Omg, Sans’s store is open. Do I…go in?

Hell yes I do!

Okay, so, Grillby’s music still, but, different interior. Interesting…

Sans, a day and 2 years in this game are not equivalent. It’s a day and 3 years.

The trousle grows further away.

Oh jeez Susie’s been drinking the milk. Oh god.

Cool, Susie’s seeing Onion too!

Oh, never mind.

A song is coming from deep under the water…either Shyren is involved, or this is gonna take a turn.

See you, Su-

Oh! Hey mom! Meet Susie!

Pie for all!

Oh my god, Susie, my heart is breaking.

Okay, so Alphys and Toriel know about the chalk. That, kinda makes Susie thinking she’d get expelled for it, really depressing.

Okay, so, Toriel and Susie are gonna make Pie together, that’s cool. Still, pretty worried about, Kris.

Uh, I just ran the sink, and, uh…

WHAT THE FUCK

OKAY SO MY SOUL IS UNDER THE SINK, KRIS WHAT ARE YOU DOING WHY IS IT BLACK OUT THE WINDOW WHERE ARE YOU GOING

WHAT THE FUCK

…so we get a cute scene with Susie and Toriel, then Susie asks where Kris is and…they do this sometimes?

I’m very concerned.

Okay, Toriel is concerned too, enough to say “hell”. Even Susie is shocked.

Okay, so, they’re coming back, uh, okay, this isn’t good, right?

Stopped the faucet, opened the drawer, and…we’re back?!

Kris what the fuck are you doing

And why couldn’t we find Asgore in the town?

Okay, so, we’re all sleeping in the living room. I, guess tomorrow’s the weekend, probably? I don’t know?

Susie, doesn’t have caring parents, I guess?

Oh god, Susie wants them to come to our world, but, Lancer is a playing card, he can’t…I don’t know. I’ll say it’s “far-fetched”.

There’s a festival, apparently. This seems…suspicious.

I’d take Ralsei, so you could take Noelle.

She’s asleep.

That, might not be good, in this context.

Okay, so, we’re asleep too, I think?

Oh god, Toriel’s tires are slashed, that can not be good, in any way.

Okay, night time, Toriel and Susie are asleep…now what are you doing, Kris?

That, knife…

Okay, so, yep, they’re the Knight, and they just opened Darkness in their living room. This is, not, good. And, the tv’s on, and the door’s unlocked…

What the fuck is happening?

Ending credits song sounds, techno? Is this more of Don’t Forget? Or a remix? I hear the lyrics at least.

“To be continued in Chapter 3” OH IT BETTER BE, TOBY

So, yeah, that's Deltarune Chapter 2. In conclusion: this explains nothing, raises 120% more questions, and overall is still an incredible, wonderful game. I also like how each Chapter so far has been almost as long as a full play through of Undertale, and yet we're still somehow only 2 sevenths of the way through. Oh yeah, did I not mention? After completing it, it brought me to a chapter select with SEVEN DIFFERENT CHAPTERS, only two of which were available. So, you know. THAT'S FUN!

In actual conclusion, please play this game, it's free, it's amazing, and also buy the soundtrack on Bandcamp so Toby can make some kinda living.

#deltarune #deltarune spoilers #deltarune chapter 2 #deltarune chapter two #deltarune chapter two spoilers #deltarune liveblog #shut up sorio #I have so many more thoughts #just give them a while to coalesce into something coherent

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idjitlili · 4 years ago

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Hey,my names korg

THorin x reader

Summary:Imagine being Bilbo's adopted younger human sister ,accompanying the company on their quest only to trip for the dude with dwayne Johnson for a heart.

Word count:1100+

Okay ,so you weren't blood related to the Baggins' ;plus there was a bit or large height difference due to the fact you were human,however the love for your family was still there. As a babe you had been found on the road ,by Belladonna took ,your adoptive mother ,she had been in the forest collectiong acorns for cookies. When she had discovered you on the floor screaming ,blood spashed all over you ,from your biological parents. Therefore that is how you ended up with the Baggins ,obviously there was an over 30 year age differences with your brother,but he was still young for a hobbit.

Yet Bilbo ended up raising you mostly due to Bungo dying ,when Bilbo was 36, then your mother Belladonna when he was 44,you did remember them just your mother more as you were so young at your fathers death. Due to Bilbo raising you in your preteens and forward ,you had gained his sarcastic manner , other than that you were not much like him you liked to venture into the forest like you were on an adventure ,Bilbo didnt like the thought of leaving home. You also liked to collect stones,you didn't have the throwing skills such as hobbits had ,stones were so beautiful not to collect. You liked cooking with your brother ,you especially liked potatoes,which led you to this moment.

You had been round Hamfast Gamgee's garden , he grew the best potatoes in the shire ,so you had went there with gold to pick out the best ones. It only took you all day,on the way home you had basically skipped the whole way with a basket of potatoes in your arms ,slamming the door open then shut.

"Bilbo! I've got the most excellent POTATOES for tomorrows supper!" you had emphasised the potatoes aas you hung your coat up only to see there were other coats ,other than Bilbos,you hadn't been excepted guests.. you had rushed into the sitting room,only to see a bunch of male short,well mostly short people at the dinner table,they had stared at you as you stared back. " Bilbo?" you had spoke quietly,still holding the basket tightly,however you couldn't help but notice the male with majestic wavy hair ,and ocean eyes ,he was handsome damn he must have a good bod.

Soon enough your brother had popped out behind the hamdsome haired guy ,waving. "Mister BOggins has a lass! and one thats double his height!" the beardless male had cheered ,you had scoffed at his remark. "that's my brother dickward,also it's Baggins,we don't live in a bog ,we live in Bag end." you had snarled ,tapping your head with your pointer finger like that more you know meme. "feisty ," he had whispered back you had turned around heading to the kitchen ,only for Bilbo to follow after you.

You had placed the basket next to the sink ,before turning to face Bilbo with your hands on your hips ,with a blunt facial expression. "what on earth is going on brother?"your brother had walked over to next to you to eye the potatoes humming in response those were some golden taters."the wizard wants me to go on an adventure." soon as you heard that you had heard that word you had basically sprinted back into the over crowded room panting. "OI, I want in." the majestic one had raised an eyebrow at you ,the wizard had smug smile on his face while others looked you in disbelief and shock.

"ah,MIss y/n Baggins, you probably do not remember me but I am Gandalf -""I do mister Gandalf you have the best fireworks in middle earth,please I want to see elves and mountains Ga ndalf MOUNTAINs." you had spoke with desperate plead. "and why should we bring a human ,a woman no less." damn his voice was sexy too,yet stern. His eyes piercing ito you like a needle during blood test. "what does my brother have that I do not ,mister?" and that was basically it ,you were in due to Bilbo fainting and being like no thank you sherlock I'll have a cuppa and some biscuits please, yet he was not impressed that you were coming ,infact you hadn't told him ,you had forced everyone to keep quiet about.

When Bilbo had awoke and saw your shoes and backpack and shoes were gone along with many of other things ,he did not hesistate to rush to join the company to protect you,he didn't stop himself from telling you this was a bad idea and you should have asked him to go first.In which that caused a big argument that all the company saw and watched in silence.

"You know what ,I don't give a fuck ,if you want me to go home too bloody bad, ma used to tell me about how there was a time when you didn't have a stick up your bloody butt!" the company had watched in shock as you roared at your brother , you were never someone to raise your voice ,you were an introvet. BIlbo's face now bubbled with again,clenching hi fists as he took a step closer to you.

"NOW you listen here,I am ONLY trying to protect you,THERES no need for insults" Step close.

"bullshit!"Another step,

"Bull true!" and another .

"how was Benedicts buns last week,I bet the were nicely clenched for yo-" Plus another ,you had leant down to the hobbit so you were face to face,blood shot ,fuming the steam coming out your ears.

"oh like I dont hear you at night to those fiction-""ENOUGH" Thorin had shouted ,like a lion defending its young,pulling you away from BIlbo gently.

"OI,don't touch my sister!" Bilbo had began shouting again,he didn't like THorin touching you nor anyone else,Thorin had quickly let go of you,awkwardly too.

"Y/n will be accompanying us now ,Bilbo. Its too dangerous to send her back alone." that was it ,Thorin had defended you,thats when you had began developing a huge crush for the king.The cpm[any were shocked again at their king,they didn't know why he had stuck up for you and said you couldnt back,forcing you to stay,as Thorin didn't like Bilbo much at all.

Little did you know the first time ,Thorin,had set eyes on you he was lovestuck ,he had found his one.

Part 2? sorry this is short,my cousin is staying so thats stressful,plus whole day of shopping today,im really shattered.

#thorin x reader #thorin x you #thorin imagine #thorin oakenshield #thorin the dwarf #thorin x y/n #thorin imagines #the hobbit x reader #the hobbit imagine #the hobbit #the hobbit x y/n #the hobbit x you #the hobbit imagines #hobbit imagines #hobbit imagine #hobbit x reader #hobbit x you #hobbit x y/n

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translightyagami · 4 years ago

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for the horror fic prompt thing.... maybe lawlight with #9 and #47? 👀

horror fic prompt meme

9. Came Back Wrong + 47. Rituals

“Hello, Light.” L’s eye slid to the left. A gentle nudging finger pressed the wandering eyeball back into its socket. “I was right, wasn’t I?”

“Yes. But don’t be weird about it.” Light wiped the lingering eyeball gunk on his jeans before putting his hand on L’s knee. “You were just born again. How does it feel? Are you happy?”

They sat in a circle woven out of willow branches, held together by a twine woven out of, well, L wasn’t sure. When he tried to peer closer, his eyes felt loose again and Light gripped his knee, worry giving him thin lips. Other things surrounded them like blood, bone, and Panda brand cookies. L took one of the cookies and popped it in his mouth - which worked just fine along with his teeth and tongue. All that was off was the metallic aftertaste of pastry touched by bodily fluid.

“I’m not happy,” L said. “But I’m right. I’m content. Why am I here?”

“I brought you back to life,” Light said. “It wasn’t easy.”

“Are you fishing for a thanks?”

“No. I just want you to know it wasn’t easy, so that you’ll understand.” A distance fogged over Light’s eyes and L saw how his jaw had both strengthened and sharpened. This was a different Light. L wobbled, thinking about that jaw, and his eye rolled out again; seemed like he was a different L as well.

“I’ve got it.” Light caught the eye in his cupped palm, bringing it to his chest like a baby. “That’s not your blood, by the way.”

“Didn’t think it was, but,” L smiled against his better judgement, “that’s always good to know.”

“I had to smash another man’s skull in to make room for you.” On his knees, Light crawled until he was face-to-face with L. His breath blew over the cool, undead angles of L’s lips and nose. With one motion, he put the eye back in its home. “Do you want to know his name? Do you want to know how I brought you back to life? Do you want to know why?”

“I want to know why my eye keeps falling out.” L licked his lips; he tasted Light’s breath. “But nothing else does.”

“Eye for an eye, maybe,” Light laughed. His sleeves had mahogany stains grown vine-like up toward his shoulders; his hands were red on the palms - blooming with exertion. “Actually, I don’t know why I said that. Can’t you just ask the questions I can answer?”

Settling his hands together into a steeple, L shrugged. “Ha,” he said. “No.”

“Did you miss me while you were dead?”

“I didn’t do anything.” L stared at Light, eyes wide and unblinking. “When I was dead, it was like a long sleep. Now I’m awake again. Did you think there was an afterlife for you to escape to?”

Eyebrows knitted together, Light looked away. His body was a knot of muscles in a way L didn’t remember - sinew and fat smoothing what used to be youthful, flexible bone into a real body. A white button up (well, white and dried-blood-red) and dark slacks echoed what little L recalled of Soichiro’s dress, but the dark tie with its little sliver clip was entirely the same studiously stylish young man who killed L years before. How many years? It occurred to L that he had no idea how long he’d been dead.

“How old are you, Light?”

“Twenty-three.” Light glanced up through his bangs, brown eyes still shadowed by an adult kind of weariness. “I’m turning twenty four soon.”

“Did you know how old I am?” L waited for an answer and took Light’s laugh as one. “I’m twenty five. Or I think I’m twenty five, give or take the dead years.”

“Those don’t count.” Light was quiet after he spoke. Twitches and half started words made his mouth dance; L studied that pink jumping line on Light’s face, interested and alert. In his observation, he missed their closeness and didn’t expect their next destination - his mouth. Light pressed to L’s lips with a sort of slow, careful pressure that let him coax them apart.

Their kiss was passionate though not furious. Somehow, L always thought a kiss from a killer would be furious; this was a kiss warm on his cold mouth, gentle on his sharp features. He took hold of Light by the waist, pulling him in to straddle L’s lap with one knee on either side of his hips. The movement jostled them both and L’s eye, once more, popped out of its socket. It rolled onto the floor and to the edge of the willow branch circle.

“Don’t you need that?” Light panted into the hungry mouth on his.

“In a minute,” L said. “I’ve been dead for five years. Let me have this minute.”

#death note #my fic #lawlight #i had a grander idea but that didn't come out right at all #so when i just went for the more romantic thing...#then the story flowed out better #so yes not v scary...more kissy lol #mercurialmagic

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darkwingsnark · 5 years ago

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FIC WRITER MEME

Tagged by @prince-luffy

AO3 name: DarkwingSnark

Fandoms: ...SEE, I’m in lots of fandoms. Or at least, I’ve written for them during hyper-fixation periods. Let’s see what AO3 says...

Batman: The Animated Series (20)

Batman - All Media Types (7)

Wander Over Yonder (Cartoon) (6)

DuckTales (Cartoon 1987) (5)

Penn Zero: Part-Time Hero (5)

Penguins of Madagascar (3)

James and the Giant Peach - Roald Dahl (3)

Darkwing Duck (Cartoon 1991) (3)

Disney - All Media Types (3)

Dan Vs. (2)

Milo Murphy's Law (2)

Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja (1)

The Batman (Cartoon) (1)

Lady and the Tramp (1955) (1)

Looney Tunes | Merrie Melodies (1)

Winnie-the-Pooh - All Media Types (1)

Alice in Wonderland (1951) (1)

Gummi Bears (TV) (1)

Winnie-the-Pooh (Disney) (1)

.... Honestly, I feel like there’s more that this list isn’t covering. Like Phineas and Ferb isn’t here and I wrote for that show too. And many of these can be simplified and condensed because they belong to similar fics.

Tropes: Depends on the fic. But as a whole, tend to write Romantic Comedies with a lot of slow burn. Mostly because... struggle is funny. People being dumdums and oblivious to the obvious is funny. Aaaaand also because it allows the episodic quality of shenanigans to occur.

Number of fics: Up and posted on AO3? 53. Does not include stuff on FF.net or that’s sitting in google docs begging to be finished.

Fic I spent the most time on: Not sure how to read this. Does it mean active man hours? Or does stuff like having a hiatus in-between count? Because TECHNICALLY ‘Real Value’ was started in high school, and I didn’t rewrite it and carry on the series (with Moonie) until many years later. There are also fics like ‘Growing Love’ or ‘Priorities’ that took a lot of time to do research. Like learning how to build a lawn mower so I could have a character believably break it apart for repairs.

....God I do a lot of research that doesn’t go into the actual fics. Because all I need, really, in the confidence of what I’m doing to be the character and describe an action here or there.

Fic I spent the least time on: Probably something drabble related? Or maybe the fic I did that was just me venting out emotions because I was feeling guilty? ‘A Mother’s Intuition’ was written and posted within a couple of hours.

Longest fic: Complicated. The longest thing written is technically an RP, NOT a story. (Different, trust me.) ‘What Happens in Gotham’ has a word count of 207,413. But fic wise at 89,022 word would be ‘The Constant Gardener’ .

Runner up being ‘Priorities’ at little over 87k.

Shortest fic: Drabbles? Uh, let’s see.. Probably from ‘Beauty and Your Worth’, as i think one was literally a paragraph long. ... Speaking of Gummi Bears, I wonder if I still have my notes on the GruffiGusto fic I wanted to write. Something to look into.

Most hits: Apparently ‘Fallen Hard’ at 5354

Most kudos: Also ‘Fallen Hard’ at 518. There... were more fans of Milo Murphy’s Law than I realised.

Most comment threads: ‘Fallen Hard’, 193 comments. ‘What Happens in Gotham’ following at 185.

Most bookmarks: .... that’s something people care about? I hardly ever bookmark things, since I read it in one go. But... I can look?

Ah.... ‘Fallen Hard’. 63

Total word count: 971,833 Oh hey! Almost a million. That’s something to celebrate.

Favorite fic I wrote: 'Knights of Dobenshire’. Hands down. (With ‘Heart of the Cards’ being very close.) I like writing road trip styled stories. It allows many things to happen within the narrative. BUT, ‘Knights of Dobenshire’ wins because it was such a satisfying conclusion of this build up, you know? Scrooge is finally no longer just putting up with the relationship with Fenton, but fully embracing it. That surprise feeling that hits him when he realizes, dear lord, he IS attracted to Fenton beyond affection.

It hits me more than a mutual pining because there I KNOW they will get together. But here? While writing with Moonie? I DIDN’T KNOW! I was worried in the end we’d have to write another fic to finally reach that step. Scrooge is stubborn and does what he wants, let me tell ya.

Fic you want to rewrite/expand on: 'Fallen Hard’, ‘Season of Miracles’, ‘Going with the Flow’, pretty much anything that isn’t complete. BUT, not posted, I really want to get back to more of the stories planned in the McCrack series. It was a ship I kinda made from the ground up, with nobody caring about it in the beginning. So it feels very important to see that series through.

Share a bit of a WIP or a story idea you’re planning on:

... Actually, I can share something from 'Donald’s Party (Working Title)’. @swampy-tiefling and I started. Just the first scene to get you guys hooked.

Donald took a deep breath of air from the doorway of the house and sighed, once again pleased to find himself at his home away from home. Traveling the seas and exploring the world with the navy were its own rewards, he supposed, but there would never be anything quite like the countryside-- the middle aged mallard having practically been raised on Grandma Duck’s farm. Donald Duck was happy to be on shore-- his naval carrier being docked for the week in Duckburg as they replenished supplies and took care of whatever repairs that were needed. Whatever excuse his bosses wanted to use were fine by him, he was just happy to not be scrubbing decks for a change!

That didn’t, however, mean he was able to rest and relax-- as the duck was startled out of his thoughts as somebody bumped into him. That somebody was his grandmother as she came to, just having caught her plate of cookies before they fell.

“My land, Donald! What in the world are you doing hiding here when you should be meetin’ and greetin’ the guests?”

Donald ignored the woman’s soft glare as he waved her off, using his other hand to steal a cookie in the process. Stuffing it in his mouth, he murmured out a response.

“Phooey, they’re just relatives.”

“Even more of a reason to go out and talk to them.” Before the sailor could argue, Grandma Duck placed the plate of treats into his hands. “And put these out on the snack table while you’re at it. Poor Fethry is looking peckish.”

Donald rolled his eyes, but otherwise did as he was told. Wasn’t it just like life to make him work at his own welcome home party? Walking towards the open yard where the party was taking place, it didn’t take long to reach the table, where his cousins were already gathered around as they chat.

This instantly caught the attention of the lankier duck, his gaze zoning in as he smiled widely towards Donald in greeting.

“Well if it ain’t the guest of honor, with snacks to boot!” Fethry leaned closer, his red hat wobbling with him as he continued to inquire. “Say, cuz, ya wouldn’t happen to know if these are gluten free, would ya?”

Donald gave him an unimpressed look.

“You’re not going on another crazy diet, are ya?” Though, in all honesty, he was more worried his looney cousin might try to drag him along-- and after months of eating nothing but mush, he would NOT miss out on his first chance to pig out on actual home cooked meals.

"Not crazy at all, actually!" Fethry grinned that goofy grin. "See, it's all right here; Gluten Free; It's the Way to Be' !" he shoved a rather lengthy-looking hard cover book in Donald's face. Donald had no choice but to stare at it, the words all blurring together from its close proximity to his eyes. The offending object remained there for only a second, however, before it was yanked back, the nutty mallard already busy flipping through it.

"Let's see, here, there's a fascinating chapter I think you should-- Don?"

Phew, that had been close. Donald was still in sneaking away mode, and jumped and yelped when he was tapped on the shoulder. Oh no. He'd been caught, after all. He slowly turned, with a forced, toothy grin, to face his fate.

A wave of relief washed over him when he saw his girlfriend, Daisy, smiling sweetly at him, instead.

“And where do you think you’re sneaking off to, Mister? You’ve been gone for so long, and here we are, with you haven’t even given me a kiss ‘hello’ yet.”

Now there was something Donald didn’t mind doing, as his girlfriend leaned in her face for her reward. Wrapping his arms around her, he planted the biggest of smooches to her temple.

“Gaww, I’m sorry Daisy. I really did miss you.”

This earned him a soft smile, as it was Daisy’s turn to kiss him on the forehead.

“And I missed you, hun. Now, tell me… why WERE you sneaking around?”

“Grandma put me on entertainment duty.”

“Well, “ his girlfriend began, “it IS your party, after all. They came to see you, seems fair to me.” This made the sailor groan as she looked at him unsympathetically. Rolling her eyes, the reporter sarcastically patted her boyfriend in comfort. “There there. Now don’t go sneaking off for real, the boys will be arriving soon. And Grandma tells me Uncle Scrooge will be bringing along a special guest.”

“Special guest?” Donald asked incredulously. “Like who?” This caused Daisy’s eyes to glimmer all the more in mischief, a look that told him that she knew something he didn’t know. And that something was big news, if he was reading her right.

“Oh, nobody TOO special, I suppose,” Daisy was stalling, and it was driving Donald up the wall. The duck woman continued her teasing. “Nobody except your uncle’s new date friend.”

"Date friend?" Donald practically exclaimed, prompting Daisy's grin to grow all the more smug.

"Yep! You've missed quite a bit since you've been away, you know."

"No kidding...well I'll be..." Donald was shaking his head, but he was smiling. Uncle Scrooge, dating, at his age... it was nothing short of a miracle. It was about time, too!

"Meanwhile, why don't you go say hi to the rest of the guests? I know it's hard..." she rolled her eyes. "but at least make an effort, okay? Thanks, hun!"

Donald's heart fluttered as she smooched his cheek, and left. He glanced out over the yard, and saw quite a few familiar faces; Gus, Ludwig, Gladstone... heck, even Gyro Gearloose had shown up!

He sighed, but this one wasn't a sigh of pure despair. It did feel nice to be home, surrounded by people who most likely cared, and his nephews were even going to show up soon. Not to mention, he'd get to tease his uncle for finally taking his advice on the whole dating thing.

That alone gave Donald the pep in his step he needed as he threw himself back into the party-- where he knew his crazed family would be waiting for him.

#long post #fanfiction #snark life #disney ducks #mccrack #meme

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boyfriend-cal · 5 years ago

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Rumor - Calum Hood

Note: guess what!! another song fic lol. ps, take a look at my masterlist to see my works in progress that are coming soon!

Description: One night getting a little too close to Calum, and the whole town is buzzing about your possible relationship. Based on the song Rumor by Lee Brice.

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Your forehead is pressed into Calums neck. You can feel his pulse, it’s quick but even. His arms are wrapped tightly around your waist, and your chests were pressed together. It felt like the two of you were in your own bubble.

Calum had been around your whole life. Your moms were close, but he’d always kind of been in the background. That was until the two of you fell into the same group at the local community college after high school. There was only one place to hang out in the town, so you and your friends had adopted it as your own.

It’d only been one semester into school, but you’d consider Cal, your best friend. At first, it was a little weird. Do you talk to him like you’ve known him your whole life and ignore the fact that you were never close friends, or do you keep your distance? The progress was slow. It went from stealing glances across the table to remembering what the other's favorite drink was and ordering when one of you was late. It quickly turned into never sitting with one person between you and usually riding together to the bar. You even had a shared playlist on Calum’s Spotify that was a mix of songs you liked and songs he liked, so you never had to argue.

It should’ve seemed weird to be so close to him right now. After knowing each other so long but never being physically intimate, it should’ve felt uncomfortable, but it was the exact opposite. You could barely hear his heart beating over the slow song pumping loudly onto the dance floor. You weren’t sure if your other friends were dancing too because you didn’t want to focus on anything else.

Dancing with Calum wasn’t new, but being this close and slow dancing was. Sometimes when there was a line dance that called for partners, he’d agree to be yours, but it wasn’t often. Most of the time, the boys sat back and watched. You liked that about your group, everyone was always looking out for one another.

The music starts to fade, and you lift your chin to look at Calum. It makes you realize just how close you are because you’re not sure that you noticed the stubble that’s started to grow on his chin before. The bar is dimly lit, but his brown eyes have a golden glow to them. While you’re holding eye contact, you open your mouth to say something, but you’re interrupted.

A massive hand lands on Calums shoulder. Cal turns his head, not wholly pulling apart from you yet. The other three boys of the group are standing there, looking between the two of you. Aaron, the most outgoing of the group, motions his hand to point at both of you. “Could y’all get any closer? The song ended.”

You cough as you step away from Calum, taking your hands off of him. Without looking at him, you spin on your heels to find the girls. They’re sitting at your usual table. The guys shuffle to the edge of the dance floor when people begin dancing again, but the four of you stay at the table. Its the first time the eight of you hadn’t sat together since the time Ashley and Carter hooked up and made things awkward.

“They’re teasing him about dancing with you, so they’re not going to come over here. Have to prove their manliness and whatnot.” Ashley rolls her eyes. The other two agree. Ashley, Grace, and Kate had been your friends for the longest. Carter, Aaron, Nick, and Calum had only somewhat recently joined the group.

“Of course they are. They’re dickheads.” You roll your eyes and take another sip of your beer.

“So... are you going to tell us why the two of you looked so cozy or what?” Grace asks. Grace and Nick were an item, but Grace was one of those people that loved love. She was always looking for boyfriends for the other three of you. Ashley is a firecracker, so that seemed like an impossible task for her. Kate was a quiet, shy girl, and you fell somewhere in the middle.

“Oh, so y’all can tease me about it like they are him?” You joke. “I don’t know. It was nothing probably. People had started to disperse when the slow song came on, and I don’t think I had noticed I was going to be alone, but he did. He’s my best friend, so he’s good at things like that.”

Collectively, they all three take a drink, and it seems suspiciously like a real-life version of a meme. You brush it off. It really wasn’t any different than anything Calum had done for you before. Sure, you almost had a moment, right there at the end, but it was cut off, and nothing happened.

It was already getting late, and the party at the bar hadn’t been as lively as it usually was. Nick parts from the boys and comes over to ask if Grace was ready to leave. Ashley and Kate excused themselves after that. “Are you sure you don’t want to ride home with us? Aaron doesn’t look like he wants to leave any time soon, and Calum will wait on him.”

Ashley gets in your personal space to look you in the eyes and make sure you’re okay. You aren’t sure why everyone is making a big deal out of it.

“Yeah, I always ride home with Calum.” Besides, Carter can watch Aaron if Calum is ready to go.

She nods, and the two girls go to tell the boys they’re leaving. You kick your feet up into the seat and wait for Calum to say to you he’s ready. It’s only about five minutes before he taps your feet.

“You ready?” He stands at the end of the booth, shoulder broad and dimples showing.

“Are you sure you are? I don’t mind sitting here.” Calum usually likes to shut the place down. He doesn’t ever drink too much, but he loved watching as people filtered out the later it got. Cal always says the atmosphere is unique and nothing like anything else.

“I can’t have the prettiest girl in the bar waiting on me. Let’s go.” Calum flicks his head towards the door, and your cheeks heat up at his compliment. His hand stretches out to yours, and you scoot out of the booth with his help.

His hand stays on your back as you walk out to his car. The few people left are locals that you recognize, so you nod and smile politely. The parking lot has a yellow haze from the old street lights towering over. Only a handful of cars are left. Suddenly, Calum’s hand is in yours, and he’s spinning you around like you’re still on the dance floor. Your shoes scuff against the gravel, but your smile couldn’t be any bigger.

“Alright prince charming, take me home.” You tease.

“Your carriage awaits.” Calum teases right back, opening the passenger door of his Range Rover.

You don’t notice anything out of particular at first. Monday, three days after slow dancing with Calum, you’re getting your hair done, and your stylist keeps eyeing your phone over your shoulder. The girls were trying to make plans for the weekend because school was out on Friday for a candle lighting your town always did right before the New Year.

“So, how are you and Calum?” You’re a little too busy on your phone to notice that she grouped you together instead of asking about you individually.

“Oh, he’s a goof, like always. Makes things interesting.” You’re not really paying attention to the conversation, so she stops asking.

Then, on Tuesday, you’re at the grocery store. There’s only one in town. You needed ingredients to make a dessert for the event that weekend. The store was empty save for a couple of your mom's friends and the cashier, but everyone seemed to be looking at you.

At the checkout, the sweet old lady scanned your items and bagged them for you. “Where’s Calum today?”

Because you and Calum had known each other your whole lives and recently had been seen everywhere together, it wasn’t completely unordinary for people to ask you about him. Calum was reserved, as much as you could be in a small town like yours, so if someone wanted information, they usually asked you.

“Uhm... I think it’s a cleanup day at the college so he might be there. I’m sure I’ll see him later.” You shrugged again and left with a smile. It was a little strange that you’d been asked about him two days in a row, but maybe because his birthday was soon, they were all planning something.

On Wednesday, when your baking attempt turned into multiple fails, you entered the local bakery to order an assortment of pastries to be picked up on Friday.

Mrs. Mary, owner of Mary’s Sweets N’ Treats, greets you by calling your name and smiling. Her place is packed because Wednesday was the day the town elders gathered here to hold their meetings. “Hi, Mary. Can I order three dozen assorted pastries for the lantern lighting and ball this weekend? I’ll come to pick them up on Friday around 12.”

“For sure, Hon! I’ll have them ready. Oh, and I have something else for you.” she scribbles something that looks like chicken scratch on her order pad and then whisks away into the back room.

When she emerges, she has a small box with a bow on top. “Make sure to give these to Calum for me, okay? And tell him to share.”

As you take the box from her hands, she winks at you, and you nod slowly. Calum comes in here to get coffee every morning, couldn’t he get them himself? “Will do. Should I pay for the cookies now or later?”

“Later is fine, dear. See you soon.” She moves on to another customer, and you’re still looking at the little box, wondering why she needed to give it to you.

For Calum, it was obvious on Monday morning what was happening. He stopped in at Mary’s to get his morning Americano before school. He never saw you on Monday’s because he had early classes and yours were in the afternoon. Even though school was out, you weren’t an early riser like he was.

Everyone in the small bakery turned to look at him. Mary hadn’t said anything as she handed him his coffee and to-go bag with his typical pastry. He paid and walked outside. The vibe of the small room was giving him a weird feeling.

Calum opens his bag and sees two sweets. One is his usual, and the other is your favorite. Before he crosses the street, he glances back through the window of the bakery, and Mary is already waving at him. She didn’t have to say anything. He knew what she meant.

He spent the whole day trying to figure out if it would’ve been their friend group or the locals at the bar that started this rumor. He also wondered if anyone had said anything to you about it.

On Tuesday, he was at the college in the commons area getting something to eat for lunch. The school was on a break, but they had these quarterly volunteer days that he always showed up for. A professor passed him waiting in line and seemed to do a double-take. “Y/N didn’t come with you today?”

Calum looked around, not to figure out of the man was talking to him, but to see if anyone here even remotely looked like Y/N. Not that cleaning up was strictly a man's job, but there weren’t usually any girls on campus during these days. “Nah, not today. Maybe next time.”

It was a ridiculous question, but all Calum thought was that he hoped people weren't as blatant to you about it. He wanted his own shot.

On Wednesday, Calum was leaving the antique store. His mom had been searching for a specific teapot to complete their kitchen set but to no avail. Even the owner had hinted multiple times that he should pick out something for his new girlfriend, so he left with a very fragile and not that antique-looking glass galaxy rose. Calum sees you standing outside of the bakery, small box in hand, and a confused look on your face.

Your attention is caught by someone calling your name across the street. Since your town was small, there was a square or quad area, and all of the shops littered the outside. Except for the bar, it was on your way out of town.

Calum is standing in the middle of the square waving to you. There were people already setting up strings of fairy lights for this weekend. You look before you cross the street and then make your way over. You’re relieved to see him, maybe he knows why everyone's been asking about him.

“Hey, the weirdest thing happened. Mary said these were for you.”

“Do you want to go to lunch? And also, this was forced on me as a gift for you.”

You both speak at the same time and then burst into laughter right after. You’re each holding boxes out to each other.

“Not that I didn’t want to get you a gift, it was just weird.” Calum stutters a little bit, but you wave him off.

“Lunch sounds great. How about Chinese?”

You two settle down in a booth by a window in the Wok Shop. People are still staring. Most of them are at least familiar to you if you can’t call them by name.

“It’s been so weird this past couple of days.” You sigh. Calum tries to decide if you really don’t know what’s going on or if you’re trying to be funny.

“There’s a rumor going around. Everyone in town is going crazy because they think we’re together now.” Calum takes a big bite right after he speaks, so he doesn’t have to say anything else and can gauge your reaction.

“Is this because we danced together the other night? The girls were giving me a hard time about it. Why can’t we dance together? These people have nothing to do.” You laugh. Calum laughs too.

“You know, I could just stand up and tell them all they’re crazy. We could shut it down before it goes any further.” Calum opens his palm and motions around the room.

You suddenly have a lack of words. Before this very second, you considered the dance to be nothing. You hadn’t even thought you had feelings for Calum until the possibility of you two being anything was threatened to disappear.

“Or...” Calum leans closer over the table. “You could plant one on me right here, and we’ll really give them something to talk about.”

Did he want you to kiss him? Did you want to? You did. You’d partly always wondered what it would be like. All you could think about currently is the way his arms felt around you on Friday night. The turn this conversation took wasn’t something your heart had been prepared for.

You can’t decide if it's fortunate or unfortunate that the loud shrill of his phone ringing makes you jump apart from him. You hadn’t even realized you’d leaned in. “Sorry I should answer this.”

You dismiss him with a nod as he stands up and walks to the door. A deep sigh leaves your lips, followed by a harsh inhale of air. What the hell just happened? Were you actually going to kiss him?

Both of your plates are pretty much empty, so you get up and pay the bill. You grab his jacket and box of treats before meeting him outside. “I think I’m going to go, I’ll see you at the ball on Friday.”

For just a second, he pulls the phone away from his ear to listen to you. He looks like he’s thinking about saying something, but he doesn’t. Calum takes his jacket and box from you and lets you go.

“Come on, Y/N. Quit saying no to every dress I show you.” Ashley groans and puts back yet another dress into her closet.

“I don’t even want to go. Calum and I actually had a moment, at least I think, and now I don’t know if I want to see him.” You fall back onto her bed, where Grace and Kate are already laying.

“Wait, you what?” All three of them look at you. Maybe you hadn’t told them yet. You’d been trying to figure out if you had actually wanted to kiss him before you said anything. The conclusion was that you did. You really did, but what was going to happen if you did?

So you tell them what happened. At first, it was playful, but then he suggested kissing, and it’s like your hormones went haywire. You weren’t a twelve-year-old boy going through puberty, but that’s what it felt like.

“Then you one hundred percent have to go tonight. You left before he could come back, which means you don’t know what could’ve happened!” Grace sits up excitedly.

“Can you imagine anything prettier? All of the lanterns glowing and making everything look softer. It’s literally like a fairytale.” She babbles.

“Okay, Miss. Storybook. The most important part is that you look hot.” Ashley pulls out another dress. It’s hard to believe she has so many. It’s a bright-colored, tight fitted dress. It’s too much.

Your nose scrunch makes her scream into her closet. “I hate letting you borrow clothes.”

Eventually, she pulls out a pretty baby blue dress. In classic Ashley style, it has a low cut front, but the rest of it is actually okay. The whole thing is lace, featuring long sleeves that are perfect for the chilly weather. The top has sparkling beads that disperse as you get to the bottom of the dress. It’s ideal for the occasion, and breathtaking. You’ve never even seen Ashley wear it.

“A dress isn’t even that important, I don’t know what I’m going to say to him. What if he doesn’t bring it up? I don’t want to be the first one. God. He’s my best friend, I’m not going. We aren’t doing this.” You scrub your hand over your face.

“So let’s pretend that we’re all going to go with that. What happens next? You ignore your best friend forever? The worst thing he can say is that he doesn’t feel that way, then what did you lose? Maybe your pride is bruised, but it’ll get better, and you two can be friends. I think we all know that’s not going to happen, he’s totally in love with you.” Kate shoves the dress into your hands and points to the bathroom to tell you to get dressed.

“No more protesting. We have to have time to curl your hair, so put it on.” Ashley pulls you off the bed and pushes you into the next room. Sometimes, you didn’t like your best friends.

The whole ride there, you think about what kind of approach you want to go with. Do you want to act dumb? Do you want to say something straight forward off the bat? Should you let him say something first?

When you arrive, it’s moments before the actual lantern lighting part. The four of you quickly grab your own and join in on the fun. The sun has just set, so the sky still has a faint glow. Grace was right about the way the square glows. It’s beautiful.

You’re taking turns snapping pictures of each other holding lights to make it look more Instagram worthy when Grace bumps your arm. Confused, you look away from the phone in your hand, and the other two posing in front of it. All four of you look, and Calum isn’t too far away. He’s already looking at you.

Calum is wearing a black suit and tie. His smile is small, but it’s very present. You don’t pay attention to who you hand the phone to because you suddenly know exactly what you want to say to him. You vaguely hear the girls behind you hollering and cheering you on.

Finally, you get within arms reach of Calum. Your first instinct is to hug him, so you do. Your arms are wrapped around him before he can blink and they’re tighter than they’ve ever been. Calum starts talking when you start pulling away. “Y/N I realized that what I said earlier probably made you un-“

“Let’s make it true.” You blurt, cutting him off completely. Calums eyebrows scrunch in confusion.

“What?”

“The rumor. Let’s make it true. It doesn’t have to just be a rumor, and I’m hoping you don’t think so because I really don’t want it to be.” You’re a little breathless just from the buildup of the situation. You’d been thinking about this for two days now.

You realize you’re close again. He’s holding you by the elbows as if he thought you’d run away after you hugged him. Calum side glances, but you can only look at him.

“So, how about that kiss now?” He looks back at you and actually giggles.

Calum lifts one of his hands to cup your cheek as he pulls you in for a kiss. His lips are warm and soft despite it being winter. For a split second, you worry that yours might be chapped, but then you remind yourself to focus. This is happening, even if you didn’t know it was something you wanted until recently.

Both of your eyes are wide as you pull away to look at each other. “I can’t believe we’ve never done that before.”

Calum laughs as your response and gently sets his forehead against yours. He’s about to say something else, but people around you start cheering. They’re full out jumping up and down just because you two are finally together. You pull away from Calum when your cheeks start to heat up.

“Everyone happy now?” Calum jokes. More cheers erupt.

Your small hometown was occasionally annoying, but you had them to thank for giving you the best thing that’s ever happened to you.

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cannibal-wings · 4 years ago

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Meat Cute and/or That’s a Human Person?

Oh baby! Someone’s asking about some original work! I’m really glad it’s Meat Cute because this is the story I’m doing for NaNoWriMo this year and I’m really excited about it. The whole idea came from me thinking up the pun around the trope “meet cute”. The most basic idea is that its a horror/comedy/romance about a guy who moves to a quiet forest town that worships a giant cube of meat that tells them how to live their lives. There he meets a local man who tells him that it was “destiny” they met and that he’s so excited to finally meet him. (note: the meat cube here didn’t predict this, this isn’t a “fated lovers” story, he just got his fortune read once or looked at a cookie and decided this was his One True Fate) Of course our main character doesn’t buy a single thing about the town and tries to uncover the secrets of the Meat Cube while also trying not to get murdered by the town. Think like, the subtle horror that’s treated as normal in Welcome To Night Vale. Its more of that feel than like say, Silent Hill. I’m keeping things pretty vague here because like I said, this is my NaNoWriMo project and I kinda want to use it as either a self pub novella or as a pitch to a publishing house.

That’s a Human Person is going under a cut because I have actual fic snippets I can share.

Ok so first off, you have to know a little about mirelurks in the Fallout world. Now, mirelurks are basically mutated crabs. They look like this, depending on the game you’re playing:

Pretty standard enemy for coastal areas.

But Tye, I hear you say, what do these have to do with that meme? These are clearly crabs. And not, Bill Wurtz voice, “a human person”. Enter, the Mirelurk King. Now, when I first started playing Fallout games, I started with Fallout 4, in which they looked like this:

Ok, not bad, I’m a certified monster fucker so like, its pretty human shaped huh? I mean it’s feral as all hell, and clearly an animal, but hey, it’s got some person attributes going on.

Then I played Fallout 3....

When I first saw these guys in game, I paused and started messaging my friend because that’s a fucking human person. Canonically the game says, no Tye, that is not a human person, that is a fish/crab monster that is also bipedal. But look here, I cannot be fooled. That’s a person. Or, at least, person like. Person enough for me to start developing advanced headcanons about a population of sapient mirelurk “kings”. I use quotes there because in this universe the term is human made and doesn’t denote the actual sex or gender of the creature in question. There are female mirelurk kings in this AU.

So, as my mind often does when I come across human enough monsters that appear to have a society, I start to expand on it and create wild headcanons. As I did here. I started to think about a population of escaped mirelurk kings that were used as research stock who are sapient and looking for a new home. They travel following rivers and streams, and are chased from area to area across the remains of the United States until they finally settle in a sea cave located under the ocean waves.

As my mind also does with Fallout, I discuss these things with my two close Fallout friends. One of which has an OC, Edward, that I frequently use in story ideas. Ed in this story is from this population of mirelurk kings, only he was found as a baby by a sweet old couple who raised him as their own in a bathtub and pond outside their hut. So he learned human language and mannerisms, unaware of the culture he is separated from. (His parents were killed before he hatched from an egg, having been separated from the main group during their search for a new home.)

Eventually he discovers his people and all that good stuff and has to choose between living with them, or living with the small group of humans who accept him. For visualization sake, imagine he looks like a cross between the two, upright, but with more fins and frills for emoting.

Here’s a bit from the WIP file since I actually did start writing this a few years ago:

Ed was frozen in fear and awe. The creatures that came up out of the ocean looked just like him, not like the other mirelurk kings, not like Nate or the people of Vault 120, these looked just like him. And they were holding spears.

The weapons were primitive but he knew that didn't matter. A spear was a spear and he knew it could skewer him all the same. He looked around anxiously but there was no one nearby who could offer any help.

They drew closer to him and started making fast clicking and chirping sounds. The closer they got the more energetic the sounds. They pointed and flared their gills and fins before reaching Ed who backed up in confusion and fear.

The other mirelurks stopped and made more clicking noises and chirped. They could tell Ed was uneasy and one of them dropped a spear and tried again, this time chirping softly.

“I-I’m sorry I don't understand what you're saying.”

The two gave each other a long glance before nodding. (He does not speak our language, but the language of the humans.)

(He is clearly our lost Brother though. The Elders will know what to do with him. Some speak his tongue, they can explain.)

(But what if he's a human aligned? He could put the whole nest in danger!)

(True but he is family. He must be given a chance. You know as well as I that our laws forbid killing one another. Besides, you felt the same hope and happiness I did when you saw him. Think of the family, think of the Elders. They will be overjoyed by his presence.)

(What if it's not him?)

(It's him. You can't fake our scent markers and color patterns.) The one who put down the spear approached Ed again calmly. (Please do not be frightened. You must have lived an awfully lonely life. We will take you Home.)

(He can't understand you.)

(Hush.) He hissed at his companion then regretted it when he saw Ed shy away. He tried again, making his voice as soothing as possible. (We are here to help, come with us.)

His companion made motions towards the ocean. And they started to walk into the waters. (Come on, come with us.) They motioned again but Ed stayed deathly still.

Ed didn't know what they wanted from him. He kept babbling that he didn't understand them over and over but it didn't work. Now they were gesturing at him and the open ocean. Did they want him to follow? He wasn't so sure he wanted to follow. One of them walked out of the water and reached for Ed’s hand. He jerked it away reflexively but the other mirelurk didn't give up. He reached again, slowly, and Ed let him grab his arm. The other mirelurk was soft and gentle and felt just like he did. When he pulled Ed hesitated but took a step forward anyway.

It wasn't until he was completely submerged underwater that his panic reaction started to kick in. He was being pulled further and further from shore by two creatures he had never met, who he couldn't communicate with and he would soon be on his own if something bad happened.

But surely if these creatures wanted to kill him they would have done it up on the shore. He followed them, noticing that they swam far differently than he did. They moved their bodies in a fashion similar to dolphins. Ed tried to mimic it but struggled, so he went back to swimming how he learned. He became acutely aware that he was probably swimming like a human.

They traveled further and further down into the ocean, where the waters became dark and murky. Mankind's treatment of planet earth didn't leave the sea in favorable conditions and even two hundred years later it was still struggling to come back. Ed noticed that the spearheads had begun to glow a soft blue in the darkness, then he noticed anklets and other jewelry start to give off the same glow. He wondered what it meant but had no way to ask underwater.

They traveled along the seabed for what seemed like hours. Normally Ed would be exhausted after swimming for so long but he felt even more energized than normal. This was new, this was exciting and he even though he was scared he kept on going.

There were more things that glowed the further down they went. Plants dotted the seafloor with oranges, reds and blues while animals fluoresced in purples, greens and yellows. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the colors. Ed wondered if life had this glow before the bombs, or if this was new, caused by the radiation.

A grouping of brightly glowing blue plants marked an opening to a tunnel. The two mirelurks headed in it's direction. Ed followed cautiously behind. The plants seemed like moss, but underwater and they clung to the rocky surface of the tunnel entrance. Once inside more of the moss lit the interior allowing them to see completely.

The mirelurks didn't slow and kept their pace which caused Ed to stop gawking and swim faster to keep up. There were different branching paths in the tunnel, some more brightly lit than others but his escorts only moved straight ahead. Eventually the tunnel curved upwards and opened up into a pool.

When Ed’s face cautiously surfaced he was stunned by what he saw. A huge cave opened up around him, with a ceiling so high it was difficult to see. The pool they were in covered a large amount of one side and he spotted dozens of other mirelurks swimming around. Some were sitting on ledges, letting their feet skim the water while others played and splashed.

Ed was so overwhelmed he forgot to tread water and fell back under the surface. He blinked several times to try to focus and came up once more. His escorts had swam to the opposite end if the pool and were climbing out using a grand carved staircase. Edward hurried to follow. The stones were warm to the touch and he did not shiver when he exited the water.

He looked around with wide eyes at the sight before him. There were grand natural columns that held up the cavern ceiling, they were ringed with glowing mushrooms and moss. All around were groups of these mushrooms, they lit the walls and the ground in a soft blue and white glow.

And there were mirelurks everywhere. At least sixty in his immediate field of view. They came in many different sizes but they all looked like him. Nearly all of them were the same color and had similar markings. And all of them went silent as he climbed the last step.

It was so quiet Ed could hear the water dripping off of his body and the stalactites. He didn't know what to do, suddenly there were too many eyes on him and nowhere to hide. It was like he was a child being gawked at all over again. He didn't know if he should run or stay so he ended up shaking instead.

Then slowly there was a rise in chatter. A few of the bigger mirelurks started clicking, and then one by one they flared their gills and fins and started chirping. More and more voices joined in until the cave was roaring with voices.

Ed wanted to scream at them to stop, to be quiet. He didn't understand any of it and he knew he was moments away from crying. Then, it was as if someone had read his mind. A larger, older mirelurk appeared from the crowd. They had a dull glow that emanated from their eyes, fins and gills. (Silence! The newcomer is overwhelmed.) They turned their attention to Edward and said softly in the new silence, (welcome my lost child, you are Home now.)

One of his escorts stepped forward. (Elder he does not speak our language but that of man.)

(I see.) “Then this must be very overwhelming for you.”

Ed didn't know what to say, even when he could finally understand something. He looked from face to face and tried to place the emotion that was surging through the room.

“Don't be afraid. It's all right. The others just got excited. You are more than you know to us.”

Finally, Ed asked, “What does that mean? What is this place?”

“This is Home and your parents were part of our family. You are one of us. This is your ancestry, your blood. We are you and you are us.”

“We were a wandering people, child,” the old Lurk said to Ed. “Our history as old as the bombs. We came from far across the Land. We swam up rivers and nested along lakes, every so often we let the Big Water carry us someplace new. Our Family, like all our people came from the far side of the Land, only we never took to the Big Water. We followed a mighty river on our path away from the humans. All was good for a long, long time. But our numbers soon grew too big, humans were growing bolder, and stronger, and more scared than ever. We knew we couldn't keep wandering. We needed a home.”

“How do you know all this? Were you there?”

The elder laughed. “No child, I am old, but not that old. Our history was oral, passed down through the generations. Now we keep a written record, I will show you the tablets later.”

“There's written language?” Ed asked, surprised.

“Hush child, I am telling you the story of our people. We decided that we must find a permanent home, a place to rest our fins and grow strong families. We settled on a large lake. The fish were plentiful, plants abundant, and the creatures of the Land big and stupid. We could build strong nests and warm dens to outlast even the cold bite of snow. And we were happy.”

“What happened?” Ed asked. “Why are we here now and not there?”

“Humans happened child. Just like our feral cousins from across the Land who were driven from their caves we too were forced from our home.” The elder watched as Ed instinctively bared his teeth and hissed. “I must make this clear my child, we do not blame the humans for the humans were only doing what comes natural to them. As we hunt and grow and spread so do they. When we are frightened we emit our Power, they fire bullets. It is not anyone's fault, it is nature. The humans came and we left. Our Power is no match for the bullets and we did not want to die. We were a wandering people once, so we wandered again.”

“During that time your mother was heavy with eggs. We all knew she would not make the journey before needing to nest. It happened one day, she needed to nest desperately and your father stayed with her. We all would have stayed as well but our numbers were too great. They picked a small pond with clean water and we helped make them comfortable. We gave them food and cloth and kept them in our thoughts. During our journey we left signs for them, they said they would follow to our new home after the babies were of traveling age. So we left them notes and marks on trees. We hid supplies and wrote on cave walls. When we reached this place and made it our Home we hoped they would come. Many, many, full moons had passed and we knew something had gone wrong. When your family didn't show up for half a season we knew they had died. There was no way of knowing just how many eggs your mother was carrying but we mourned them all. The loss of a family runs deep with us and we felt the pain as strongly as if it were our own. We mourned your passing for another half season and moved on. So you can imagine all our shock and joy when many, many, seasons later you arrived. You cannot understand the joy we feel together, because all was not lost. You were not lost, and now my child, you are here where you belong.”

Ed didn't know how to feel about that. This cave was amazing, and he couldn't deny the instinctive kinship he felt towards his kind. But he was raised in a different world and they all knew that as well. “How did you pick this place? I've never heard of mirelurk kings living in caves.”

“That is because we are not mirelurk kings. Humans call all of us by that name but our family came from waters different from these. We are similar, yes. We share the same Power, and look alike but we are from across the Land. In those times we often chose caves as our Home, before we wandered. But competition with our more animal like brothers and sisters drove us to start a new life. Caves feel like Home so when we found this one we knew it was meant to be.”

“How come we are different? How come we have Homes and families and language?”

“Our cousins the kings and our brothers and sisters back across the Land have families too child. They care for each other the same as us. Only we have more complex feeling and thought. We do not know for sure our origin but it was passed down that we came from Humans. Our Elders talked of a great escape from a mighty prison. They spoke of a world of white and buzzing, where the sun was stored in tubes on the cave ceiling and humans controlled their families. When the great escape happened we branched off into the world. Some let the Big Water take them to places new. Others stayed close and others still started to wander. Perhaps our cousins here are descendants of those who went bravely into the Big Water. Or maybe they had their own great escape from somewhere. We are not sure.”

And that’s really as far as I got, RIP. Maybe someday I’ll pick this back up and finish fleshing out their culture and world. As a parting gift, here’s some concept art from Fallout 4 of the mirelurk kings showing them as being more upright like their earlier counterparts.

#Anonymous #Fallout 4 #I guess I'll tag it with the fandom lmao #sorry fallout 4 fandom all i am capable of writing is mutation and monster fic

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smileyoongle · 6 years ago

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Idol BTS! Doing a live together

Requested by @twiwwo

I hope you like it.... sorry for the delay. Took me long enough to complete this. Let's get it....

Kim Seokjin:

You pushed the door open with your hip while trying to balance the plates of food in your hand. Your boyfriend, Jin, wasn't feeling very good so you offered to take care of him. You narrowed your eyes when you saw him doing a live. A few minutes ago, he was lying in bed while complaining about how he was probably gonna die. Setting the food down, you sighed and turned to leave without a word when he grabbed your hand to stop you. "So my beloved Y/N is here and like I said she's gonna be joining me in today's EATJIN!" He announced as he pulled you to sit beside him. You gawked at him but you weren't really surprised. This was typical of him to do. And it wasn't like you hadn't joined his live before. You smiled and turned to the screen, greeting all the viewers. "So let's get to it then. Just a little warning though, Y/N's a terrible cook so if I seem a little out of it, please forgive me." He said, picking up the chopsticks, his comment making you gasp. "Excuse me?! You know what, I'm a terrible cook, right? Then maybe you should make your own food." You glared at him and placed your hands on your hips. Jin suppressed a smile from etching itself into his face. He absolutely loved teasing you. It was the most fascinating thing to him. But before he could snap back into reality, he saw you leaving the room with the food. He let out a small whine and grabbed the phone before chasing after you. The half of the live consisted of him convincing you that you made even better food than him and you wrapping up the live due to Jin falling asleep on camera.

Kim Namjoon:

You stole a glance at Namjoon, who was busy doing a live about his new studio, while you tried to fix the figurine he had broken. Smiling, you shook your head and continued to join the broken pieces again. It made you really happy to see how content he looked when he talked on his lives. Getting deeply engrossed in putting together the last detached piece, you didn't notice that your boyfriend had now pointed the camera at you. Namjoon let out a low chuckle before mumbling 'cute' when he saw the way you, involuntarily, stuck your tongue out. You let out a squeal as soon as you fixed the figurine, before clamping a hand over your mouth. You looked at Namjoon to see him laughing while the live stream displayed everything you just did. "How long have you been recording me?" You whined and hid your face with your hands. Moving from the chair to the couch where you sat, Namjoon pulled your hands and wrapped an arm around your shoulder. He leaned his cheek against yours. "Everyone, say hi to this saviour beside me. She saves things from the danger of being damaged by me." He said, making you laugh. The comments were filled with how adorable both of you were. In an awful attempt to give you a hug, Namjoon let the phone slip from his hands. You both stared at the cracked screen while the fans wondered what caused the sudden disruption. "Not again..." You mumbled as you shut your eyes before walking out of the studio, leaving Namjoon to figure out how to deal with this.

Min Yoongi:

Yoongi was doing a live while you baked cookies in the kitchen. Music was heard through the speaker placed on top of the counter. You started dancing while gathering all the ingredients in one place. Yoongi stood leaning on the counter while he showed his fans what you were up to. He let out a low laugh making you turn around immediately. You widened your eyes while he walked towards you. "This is what the person you all, so desperately, wanted to see was doing." He said to the live stream. You lightly hit his shoulder and went back to making your cookies. Yoongi placed the phone on the counter so that you both were visible. Soon the kitchen was a mess while both of you baked the cookies together. You mixed the ingredients while Yoongi handed them to you one by one. Finally, you put the cookies in the oven and sat down on the floor. Yoongi grabbed the phone and you both talked to the fans until the cookies finished baking. You took the tray out and tried to cool down one cookie. "Review time!" You grinned at the screen and took a bite. Instantly, you grimaced and stared at the cookie. "What is it?" Yoongi asked, taking the cookie from you and taking a bite. He coughed and made a face similar to yours. "I think I handed you the salt instead of the sugar." He concluded causing the fans to send millions of laughing emojis. Not wanting to waste the cookies, you both packed them nicely and decided to give them to the members. This live was by far the best live that you and Yoongi did. "The next live will be the reaction of the members to these awful cookies so stay tuned!" Yoongi announced, throwing up his signature gang signs, sending you into fits of laughter.

Jung Hoseok:

Hoseok was doing his usual 'Hope on the street' practice. He told you that he needed a partner for this and you agreed to help him. What you didn't know was that he was going to live stream the practice. You suddenly didn't like this idea anymore, his fans had only seen you in photos but today they would see you on live and this made you nervous. "Y/N, I promise they're gonna love you!" Hoseok said while he held your hand. When the live started, you pretended that there was no one watching you. And soon enough, you were laughing hysterically as you danced with Hoseok. He was still teaching you the dance. When you two got tired, you proceeded to take a break. You answered a couple of fan questions before going back to dance. Hoseok was busy showing his adorable dimples when you screamed. The camera almost slipped out of his hands but he caught it on time. "What's wrong?" He asked, moving towards you while the comment section was filled with panic. You squealed and ran back to your boyfriend. "There's a freaking cockroach near the speakers." You said, covering your face with your hands. Trying to be brave in front of you, Hoseok gulped and walked towards the speakers. You watched him carefully, bugs creeped the hell out of you. Your eyes widened when Hoseok gasped and took quick steps back to you, stumbling in the process and falling flat on his face. "You didn't mention that it could fly!" He complained. The camera faced the ceiling before you picked it up while laughing. It was funny, how could you not laugh? The rest of the live, you and Hoseok sat in the corner of the practice room while calling someone to help get rid of the little creature. Everyone had a good laugh whenever they saw this live.

Park Jimin:

"Please stay warm. It's really cold outside." Jimin said, looking at the camera while reading some of the comments. He stepped outside of his house and saw you kneeling on the ground. Making his way towards you, he turned the camera so that everyone watching the live could get a glimpse of what Jimin was so mesmerized with. Suddenly you jumped and let out a 'YAY' which made Jimin flinch a little. Only when he saw the smile on your face, he relaxed. You placed the head of the snowman on its body and stepped away to look at it properly. Not noticing your boyfriend, you scanned around for any rocks that you could use as the eyes. Jimin placed a finger on his lips and looked at the camera, taking slow steps closer to you. He bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, throwing it at you as you squealed on feeling the cool substance on your neck. You turned around to see Jimin laughing, narrowing your eyes at him. "Game on!" You yelled and gathered snow to throw it back at him. For the next hour, Jimin ran around with the phone while you chased him. The live was certainly entertaining as all the people watching were already separated into teams based on who they support. Getting tired, Jimin stopped running and faced you, seeing the huge lump of snow you held. As you swung your arm towards him, he ended up falling before the snow could even hit him. You gasped, not because your boyfriend fell but because he fell on the snowman you made. Rushing towards him, you moved aside the snow and took the phone to avoid any damage to it. "Look what he did!" You complained to watching armys. While you were busy being mad at Jimin, he pulled you to lay beside him on the cold snow. You pushed his hands away as he attempted to tickle you, the giggles falling from your mouth while the viewers got very interesting angles of your face, good enough to make new memes. Finally giving up, Jimin lay on top of you, his cheek next to yours. The fans gave very hearty reactions although there were some hateful comments. The live ended with the two of you going back inside the warmth of your house.

Kim Taehyung:

You and Taehyung were the crazy but perfect couple. So here you were, in the middle of the night, ready to blast your favourite songs in a karaoke booth. Taehyung started a live on his phone and placed it in the corner of the room, making sure that both of you were visible. You had been in taehyung's lives before and the fans were very fond of you. You held the mic as Taehyung chose the song. You let out a loud laugh when you heard the beats to "I am the Best" by 2NE1. In a few minutes, the two of you were singing as if your life depended on it. As usual, Taehyung went into his karaoke mode which consisted of him dancing in the most hilarious ways possible. You moved closer to the phone to read some comments. One of the viewers enquired about taehyung's rainbow wig. You held taehyung's hand and pulled him to you while pointing at the comment. He narrowed his eyes and thought for a minute. Suddenly he gave his boxy grin and went away while you shrugged at the camera. Taehyung came back, sporting your green scarf on his head. "Not rainbow but it works!" He grinned, taking your hand and going to choose the next song. The live went on for a pretty long time and two of you didn't look like you were gonna stop anytime soon. After watching Taehyung rap to cypher, you decided it was probably enough for the night. You both gathered your things and left to go home but ended up getting distracted on the way by an arcade. Taehyung held the phone up and placed his other hand on your shoulder, dragging you into the arcade. "It ain't over yet!" He said, striking his signature V pose. The live went on as the viewers watched you both beat each other's scores in the colourful arcade until the sun rose on the horizon.

Jeon Jungkook:

It was April fools day and Jungkook had been thinking of pranks to scare you. It had become a tradition and you had managed to come up with the best prank every single time. Jungkook sighed and started a live, regardless of whether he was gonna prank you or not. It had been a week since you and Jungkook had bought a car and you were currently out buying groceries. The bell rang, your arrival being announced by loud sobs coming from outside. Jungkook ran to the door and saw you crying, holding the steering wheel of the car in your hand. His expression was so hilarious, you really wanted to laugh. You dropped the steering wheel and hugged him, crying into his shirt. The fans were going berserk, they already figured this was a prank. "They sold us a fake car. I was pulling into the driveway when the steering wheel just came out, kook." You mumbled, sniffling to add more effect. Slowly Jungkook wrapped an arm around you, trying to understand how you managed to damage a new car. His eyes fell on the screen of the phone, reading a comment which stated that this was a prank for sure. He smiled evilly and pulled away from you. "If it's already broken then why not do it nicely?" He said, making you confused. He handed you the phone and went inside the house. "What is going on?" You asked the viewers. Before you could read the answers, Jungkook came back with a bat in his hand. He grabbed your hand and smiled at you, dragging you to the car. He raised the bat in his hand, ready to strike the windshield. "No, Jungkook! It was a prank!" You yelled and held his hand. At first, he gave you a serious glance but soon burst out laughing. You rolled your eyes. "You knew." You said, looking at the screen. Jungkook took the phone from you, still laughing. "I love you all!" He winked at the camera. You jumped on his back as he carried you inside the house. "There's always a next time." You shrugged, trying to look unbothered. Jungkook chuckled and set you on the couch, laying down on your stomach. A good half an hour later of conversing with the fans, you suddenly gasped. Pushing Jungkook off of you, you ran outside. Jungkook groaned, rubbing his elbow. "What happened?!" He yelled behind you. He heard the front door open as he stared at the live. "There was ice-cream in the grocery bag!" You answered, continuing your rescue mission while Jungkook shook his head and laughed.

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bunidrops · 5 years ago

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was dragged into this by @lumarinara smh

what was your last...

drink - milk

phonecall - like three hours ago

text message - "thank u lunachan" in response to luna giving me this to copy 😔

song you listened to - Providence by Poor Man's Poison (SUCH a bop)

time you cried - like an hour ago lmao

have you ever....

dated someone twice - technically yeah

been cheated on - no but god said he loves me and he loves everyone :(

lost someone special - twice.

been depressed - still am babey B)

gotten drunk and thrown up - no im also baby

in this year, have you...

made a new friend - I have aye

fallen out of love/fallen out of a crush - nah :')

laughed until you cried - i do often, most recently because of this stupid fucking meme

met someone who changed you - since it's march no but im vERY different from who I was last year because of some ppl

found out who your true friends were - i guess???

kissed someone on your facebook list - who uses facebook its 2020

general...

how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life - none because whO TF HAS FACEBOOK IN 202—

do you want to change your name - desperately

do you have any pets - N e d

what did you do for your last birthday - we went to a restaurant for like an hour then I was dragged to go grocery shopping it suc

what time do you wake up - either 10am or 2pm (both by force)

what were you doing at midnight last night - phone call with bf

what's something you can't wait for - to get new glasses i cant see shit with my old prescription

when was the last time you saw your mom - like 10 minutes ago

what are you listening to right now - i want you by mitski

have you ever met a person name tom - yeah two people (but both were nicknames)

what's your blood type - how does one know their blood type we

releationship status? - taken >:')

what's something that gets on your nerves - when people cant hear me / don't understand what i said ok i gey it I can't speak correctly leave me alone

zodiac sign - cancer

pronouns - i prefer they/them but since people don't like that she/her works too

fav tv show: supernatural!!!

tattoos - no but i want a whole arm of them one day

right or left handed - i usually use my left but im actually ambidextrous :D

first...

surgery - not had one YET but i need to get one soon because of some tooth issue (yaaay)

piercing - nope

best friend - this girl named Estefania in elementary, first day of school i was like I LIKE UR SHOES YOU'RE MY FRIEND NOW and she was like OK HELL YEAH and did the same to like 9 other people (i used to have a lot of best friends in elementary bruh i was so social)

sport - tennis

vacation - never been on one

pair of trainers - what the fuck are those

right now...

eating - old cookies

drinking- m i l k

i'm about to - watch an episode of hermitcraft

listening to - i want you by mitski i just SAID—

waiting for - tomorrow ig

want kids - ew NO

get married - fuck ye

career - what do i want to be or...? cause rn my only job is being a bitch

which is better...

hugs or kisses - hugs

lips or eyes - eyes they so pretty

shorter or taller - shorter cause short people are adorable (not dominant on any level)

older or younger - older ppl are typically less annoying ngl

romantic or spontaneous - spontaneous let's take a bath in orbeez

nice arms or nice stomach - nice stomach

sensitive or loud - sensitive, I don't like noise much

hook up or relationship - relationship

trouble maker or hesitant - hesitant pls calm down

have you ever...

kissed a stranger - no

drank hard liquor - no

sex on the first date - NO GODDAMNIT I AM A GOOD CHRISTIAN BOY

broken someone's heart - I really hope not

had your heart broken - too often im w e a k

been arrested - nO I AM A GOOD—

cried when someone died - no

fallen for a friend - yeaaaah it sucks sometime

do you believe in...

yourself - not really tbh

miracles - no

love at first sight - also no

santa claus - yeah i saw him n my mom fuck

kiss on the first date - kinda gay but ok ig

angels - @candyecloud exists so yes

i tag: @alexussy

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chanceuseladynoire · 5 years ago

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Snow Angel

I started posting my fourth work. You can read it on AO3 here.

Rating:General Audiences

Category: F/M

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Relationship: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug

Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Alya Césaire, Nino Lahiffe, Sabine Cheng, Tom Dupain, Alix Kubdel | Bunnyx, Tikki, Plagg

Additional Tags: Time Shenanigans, aged-up, Fluff, Angst, Kidnapping, Searching, Getting help from unlikely places, Adrien has gone a little crazy, Adrien is in denial, lost kitty, Bunnyx _really _needs to get a lock for her burrow, Miraculous Wish, Relationship Advice, Worried Friends and Family, Season 3 Spoilers, Chat Blanc Episode Spoilers - Freeform

Summary: Where is Marinette? It is a popular question this morning and Adrien is starting to worry. The 17-year-old lycée student (and teen heart-throb supermodel) can't do anything about it, but perhaps a certain cat-themed superhero can pick up her trail.

*Warning: Season 3 Spoilers Ahead*

Chapter 1: Missing

Adrien dropped his school bag next to his usual desk, took his seat, and waited for class to start. He scrolled through his calendar on his phone. Only three photoshoots this week, and the regular piano, fencing and Chinese practices. A chemistry quiz today, history paper due on Friday. It was actually shaping up to be a pretty light week. He might be able to sneak in a few more patrols with Ladybug.

Or perhaps get Marinette to slip one of Paris’ favorite heroes a few cookies on her balcony. Either option sounded fine to him.

Speaking of Marinette, where was she? Class was going to start in two minutes. She’d been making a special effort to squeak into class five minutes before the final bell since starting their second year of lycée and no longer having the luxury of living across the street from school. She probably overslept again.

The seconds ticked by. The bell rang. The history class started. The desk next to Adrien remained empty.

He didn’t start to worry until class ended and there was still no sign of the bluenette. Adrien hoped she wasn’t ill. She had seemed fine yesterday.

He could text her and ask if she was okay, but he felt that might be overstepping. Besides, he didn’t want to disturb her if she was feeling unwell. He decided to try the next best thing to messaging Marinette directly.

[Adrien] Hey. Have you heard from Marinette this morning? She wasn’t in class.

A reply popped up almost instantly.

[Alya] I haven’t. Give me a sec.

Adrien pocketed his phone and walked down the hall to his calculous class. He set his phone on his desk and unpacked his tablet and stylus. The phone’s screen lit up a minute before the bell rang.

[Alya] She’s not answering her phone. I’ll try the bakery next.

[Adrien] Thanks. Class is about to start. I’ll check back in with you later.

Adrien pushed the budding sense of unease away as the teacher began lecturing about integrals.

With his math class over, Adrien once again packed up to move to classical world literature. They were studying Shakespeare’s sonnets. He was gleaning so much glorious material for Chat Noir to use later. It was almost better than his Sunday night ritual of scouring the internet for new cat puns and memes. Almost.

Adrien did his best not to bump into anyone on the stairs as he headed down to his next classroom with his attention focused on his phone.

He had received six new texts and a missed call in the last hour.

[Alya] I talked to Sabine. She hasn’t seen Marinette since last night.

[Alya] She assumed that she just missed her leaving this morning.

[Alya] Mari still isn’t answering her phone.

[Alya] She wasn’t in our French class last period.

[Alya] Let me know when you see her. Okay?

That uneasy feeling from earlier had lodged itself in the pit of his stomach and was growing.

He typed a quick promise to Alya that he would notify her when he saw their friend.

The missed call and sixth text were from Mme. Cheng.

Adrien rounded the last step and stopped out of the flow of traffic before opening the text. The squirming feeling in his gut was getting worse.

[Mama Cheng] Have you seen Marinette this morning? Alya just called and no one seems to have seen her since last night. Tom and I are starting to worry.

Adrien failed to notice his foot tapping out a nervous staccato against the floor tiles.

[Adrien] I haven’t seen her this morning either. I will have her call you the minute I do.

He pressed ‘send,’ hoping that his optimism in stating ‘when’ not ‘if’ he sees Marinette was not unfounded. He didn’t want to start thinking that way.

He stood there, staring at his phone, trying to decide what to do, as the halls emptied and the next period of classes began. He felt Plagg start nudging his hip from inside his book bag. It was the final push he needed.

Adrien hurriedly stopped by the school nurse and told her that he wasn’t feeling well and asked to be excused from his classes for the rest of the day.

The nurse took one look at his pale face and agreed to let the rest of his teachers know of his absence. Having a reputation for being a model student had its advantages.

Adrien walked out the front doors of the school as quickly as he could without drawing attention to himself. As soon as he had the freedom of the pavement outside, he ran to the shadows of the nearest alleyway.

Usually Plagg talked to Adrien from wherever he was lounging at the time, but as soon as they were hidden from view, the kwami of destruction phased through the bag and floated at eye level. His tail was flicking back and forth agitatedly. He crossed his stubby arms over his chest and narrowed his toxic green eyes at his holder.

“Well, what are you waiting for? An engraved invitation?” Plagg drawled exasperatedly, but Adrien could read the subtext after four years of partnership. His kwami was worried.

He finally had a name for that feeling crawling its way up from his stomach and grasping at his throat now. Fear. It was definitely fear.

“Plagg, claws out!”

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Five minutes later Chat Noir landed on Marinette’s balcony with a soft flump.

Nothing looked out of place, but something... wasn’t quite right. Chat couldn’t quite put his claw on it just yet.

He moved the information to the back of his mind to let his subconscious work out whatever it was. His attention turned to the skylight hatch leading to his friend’s bedroom. He eased the door open and poked his head inside.

Still nothing seemed amiss. Her bed was unmade (not uncommon with how quickly she usually needed to leave for school after hitting snooze on her alarm four times). Bits of pink fabric were strewn across her sewing desk and pinned to the dress form in the corner. Pictures of her friends were taped to the walls. It all looked perfectly normal for her room.

Chat Noir dropped onto the loft, careful to land next to the bed to keep his boots from dirtying her bedding. That’s when it hit him—the thing that was out of place.

There was an unfamiliar scent in Marinette’s room.

He sniffed around the bed. It smelled mostly of pleasant things that he associated with the young designer, like vanilla and sugar. Underneath the comforting scents was another, unfamiliar one.

Chat Noir wasn’t quite sure how to describe it. It smelled... cold. It was like the sharp sting of ice on a bitterly cold day when the wind bites at your ears and nose and burns your cheeks with snowflakes like shards of glass. The scent stood out in sharp contrast to Marinette who smelled like everything warm and comforting.

He took a few minutes to sniff around the rest of her room. He didn’t pick up the foreign scent anywhere except near the bed. He did find Marinette’s phone under her bed. It was on silent and the battery was nearly dead. She had forty-six missed calls and messages. Chat was willing to bet that most of them were from Alya.

He left the phone where it was and pulled himself back up to the balcony.

The icy scent was on the edge of the hatch door. He also smelled it on one of the many potted plants surrounding Marinette’s oasis. Whoever it was must have brushed against the leaves.

The intruder had entered through the skylight from the balcony, just as Chat Noir had.

A string of events started taking shape in his mind. He didn’t like where they led.

A stranger had come to Marinette’s balcony, let themselves into her room, and taken the girl from her bed.

Someone had kidnapped Marinette.

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Chat Noir spent the rest of the afternoon sniffing around rooftops near the Dupain-Cheng bakery in an ever expanding radius. From time to time he dropped to ground level as well, but that didn’t seem right for some reason and he inevitably returned to the roofs.

After a few hours, he got lucky. (No one was more surprised than him since good luck was not his forte.)

Someone in a building to the south had left a pool towel hanging out to dry on a balcony railing. A brush of odor on the colorful material matched the one locked in Chat’s scent memory.

He continued searching to the south. He had never put so much effort into tracking before. Why hadn’t he thought to practice before now?

An hour later, he found his next clue. He followed the scent along a straight line of roofs at a full run on all fours. Chat’s mind presented him with two pieces of information as his claws dug into the roof tiles and his legs propelled him forward.

First, the scent was getting harder to follow as more time passed. Second, Chat knew of only three groups who took routes like this. None were great options.

He slid to a stop at the end of the roof line and stood easily on the edge. His breathing was labored and he could feel his heart thumping rapidly in his chest. Anxiety and exertion were flooding his system with adrenaline. Chat’s tail twitched behind him just as Plagg’s had before transforming that afternoon. A low growl slipped past his clenched teeth.

He’d lost the trail.

Chat needed help. He opened the map feature on his baton and searched for Ladybug’s icon. She wasn’t there. It was a long shot anyway. They usually weren’t transformed this time of day unless there was an Akuma attack. Fortunately he hadn’t had to deal with one of those today. Chat could only handle one crisis at a time.

He switched his baton to phone mode and called his partner. It went to voicemail.

“Ladybug, I’ve got a bit of a situation here. Do you remember Marinette Dupain-Cheng? I think she may be a friend of yours, but that’s not important right now.”

He did his best to keep the strain out of his voice. Ladybug didn’t want an update on his emotional state. She only wanted cold, hard facts.

“Look, I think she’s been kidnapped. No one has seen her all day. I went by her house to check if I could find anything and picked up an unfamiliar scent. I’m tracking it south through the fifth arrondissement right now. And, LB, I’m tracking it across the roofs. We might be looking at an akuma or sentimonster, though it’s been pretty quiet for one of Hawkmoth’s games. There’s a possibility it might be a—another miraculous holder.”

He paused for a moment to let that sink in.

“Anyway, call me when you get this. I’m going to keep looking. Bye.”

Chat Noir ended the call and continued his pursuit.

Frustration outweighed his anxiety hours later as the sun started to set beyond the Paris skyline. He hadn’t been able to pick up the trail again. He tracked it as far as he could, but he lost it.

He groaned as he slid down a brick wall protruding from the roof he was currently on. He sat on the plaster and released his transformation. A crackle of bright green energy washed over his body and Plagg sprang from the ring. Adrien handed him a piece of Camembert before the grumpy little cat could ask.

“How’s it going, kid?” Plagg asked, then tossed the chunk of smelly cheese in the air and swallowed it whole. Normally with him it was eat first, ask questions later.

“I lost the trail.” Adrien thunked his head against the bricks behind him. The small pain this caused was a slight comfort in the face of Adrien’s disgust with his tracking skills.

“I know, kid. But, honestly, you did great. It wasn’t an easy scent to find. I’m impressed that you were able to follow it this far.”

If Plagg was trying to comfort him and willingly handing out compliments, it really was the end of days.

Adrien appraised his old friend. “You’re really worried about her, aren’t you.” It wasn’t a question.

Plagg stared off to the south. Adrien was sure the little glutton had heard him, but was declining to comment.

Plagg had always seemed partial to Marinette. Adrien didn’t know why. His kwami had never met the girl, but he did seem to bring her up more than Adrien’s other friends.

“Let’s go, kid. There’s nothing more we can do tonight, and I’m sure Pantsuit is wondering where you are by now.”

Adrien pushed himself to his feet. He had no idea what he was going to tell Nathalie, but he didn’t really care right now. Maybe he would do something crazy and try telling her the truth that one of his friends was missing and he had been out all day looking for her. Telling Nathalie the truth. He scoffed. There was a concept.

“Plagg, claws out.”

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