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[mama-ino]

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He'd not visited her. He simply was more present in the village, that's all.

It's not like he sought her out.

No. Not at all. She just happened to be the only adult competent of holding proper conversations with.

It's not like he was now standing in her doorway watching her gather her and the boy's washings.

"Look, I know why you've been around so much lately," she sighed. "He's a good kid. You should know that well enough," she lifted the basket.

"She is free to choose whom she spends -"

"Yeah, yeah, Papamaru," she smiled. "Rin really likes him, you know." While his features did not change, she saw the shift in his iridescent gaze. "Don't worry, I'll watch them while you're not around," her eyes smiled at him. "And if he does anything to hurt her, I'm sure Sango will even help teach her baby brother how a lady should be treated," she giggled softly.

He stared at her, "I see you have not fully integrated into wearing proper-"

"No," she scolded, "Don't you dare say something about my thermal dress! It's cold, and a kimono does not cut it in wintertime. I don't care about your 'proper' yadayada. It's not like I've access to- "

Before he registered the thought, he spoke, "Ask this one."

A nervous laugh escapes her after a moment, "No, that's a bit much."

He followed behind her to the river bed, the silence was heavy even for nighttime.

He grumbled in his thoughts, 'Let me be as clear as possible.' His fingers caught gently catching the obsidian strands, freezing her in her tracks. Her startled unblinking gaze slowly meeting his.

After a pregnant pause, she finally spoke nervously, "Do I stink?"

This was proving more difficult than he'd thought it would be...

[luci-in-trenchcoats]

Imagine…A Rainy Hunt

Pairing: Dean x reader

Dean’s hair was matted down, his collar pulled up and jacket zipped up to the top. You could see his breath as it crept out of his bright pink lips in short bursts, water droplets running down his cheeks and jaw.

You’d told him it was supposed to rain and get chilly but he was a big bad hunter that could take care of himself. The day quickly turned to evening as the Wendigo you’d been tracking slipped past you more than once and you knew you needed to wrap this case up and fast.

“Dean,” you said quietly. “We need a new plan.”

“Like what?” he whispered.

“Like bait,” you said, Dean looking at you before himself. “The faster we get this-“

“I know. Just don’t let the thing eat me.”

“Hey,” you said to Dean when you got back to baby. He’d gotten a bit more wet after the Wendigo chased him across a stream but the satisfaction of watching the thing burn up had kept him pretty happy on the walk to the car. “Want me to drive?”

He paused but nodded, handing you the keys, the car steaming up quickly as you blasted the heat on the way back to the motel. He was shivering by the time you got there, quickly peeling off his wet clothes and hopping in a scalding hot shower.

“Come here,” you said when he left the bathroom, wrapping his arms around himself to keep the heat in his skin. The motel room was warm but he was still cold as you pulled some tight thermals you kept in your duffel on him, Dean laughing as he looked at himself.

“What the hell did you dress me in, sweetheart?” he asked.

“It feels warmer, right?” you asked, Dean nodding as you sat him down on the bed. He hummed when you picked up his feet and pulled them up over your lap, giving them a massage as you felt his toes get some heat in them. Dean lay back on the bed, graciously taking a blanket you handed him. “Feeling better?”

“Yeah. Next time you say to wear a warm coat and a hat, I’m gonna listen,” he said.

“Good boy. Even if you do look adorable in your new jammies,” you said, Dean chuckling at you. “You should sleep, baby.”

“Only if you get in with me,” he said. You quickly changed, Dean scooting over and pressing his back to you once you got in. “Night, sweetheart.”

“You too, Dean.”

[crimsonscloud]

new version of my oc lore go brrr.

on the 12th hour of the first day of october 1989, 43 women around the world gave birth. this was unusual only in the fact that none of these women had been pregnant when the day began. sir reginald hargreeves, eccentric asshole billionaire and adventurer, resolved to locate and adopt as many of the children as possible. brad barrett was not one of them. (and later, he'd thank god for that.)

name: bradley barrett

nicknames: brad (preferred); walking glowstick (by five and lila); sparkler, starboy (by lila); number two (by marcus); pretty boy (by sparrow!ben); the pyromaniac (by jayme)

gender: male

date of birth: october 1, 1989

place of birth: belfast, northern ireland

hair color: dark brown

eye color: blue; gold (when using powers)

faceclaim: pascal langdale

occupation: artist

affiliation: the umbrella academy (unofficial)

relatives: erin barrett (mother)

biography (pre-canon + season one):

as a young woman living in belfast during "the troubles", erin barrett is not at all in the position to be raising a child. especially not one that she hadn't had the time to plan for. but as she rests on the floor of her apartment, a wailing baby--her son--in her arms, she cannot imagine giving him up for anything.

when a strange man called hargreeves arrives on her doorstep, asking to take her son, she slams the door in his face. it takes everything in her not to grab the monocle he's wearing and stab him in the eye with it.

what she does not know is that he has or will ask many other mothers the same question. what she fears is that soon the question might become a demand. brad spends his early years being moved about, half because of the political turmoil and half because erin is paranoid that hargreeves will come back.

(in the end, he gets seven children, and apparently that is enough for him. it does not stop erin from waking up with her heart in her throat, wondering if this will be the day she wakes to a silent house and her baby gone.)

in 2015, brad moves to an area near the city to attend art school. despite the extraordinary circumstances of their births, he meets allison hargreeves in a mundane place -- a coffee shop. one conversation turns to many. he learns that the man with the monocle his mother warned him about as a child is sir reginald hargreeves. most important, he gains a friend, and someone who can understand what it's like having grown up with superpowers.

three years later, as allison's marriage spirals into divorce, they begin to fight. she becomes distant. he lets her. as far as he can tell, they've both moved on with their lives.

so he's surprised when, seemingly out of nowhere one march day, he gets a phone call from her asking if they can talk. she tells that him hargreeves is dead, that she and her siblings have been asked to attend the funeral. she doesn't want to go alone.

while brad has little interest in attending the funeral of the man who almost stole him from his mother, something makes him go anyway. maybe it's a sense of nostalgia for a past friendship; maybe it's curiosity about the other children hargreeves stole; maybe you could even call it fate. (brad wouldn't.)

thanks to a pair of time-traveling assassins, a senior citizen in a child's body, and an impending apocalypse, his trip to the academy grounds is anything but short.

powers and abilities:

plasma manipulation: brad's core power. he can absorb thermal energy and convert it into superheated plasma.

dagger creation: brad can generate daggers made of solidified plasma. he can telekinetically guide them in a given direction or spin them around his body to deflect small projectiles. if he is stabbed by his own daggers, the energy is absorbed back into his body.

heat and light generation: brad can release stored energy as bright light and intense heat. he also has a high resistance to temperature extremes.

self healing: brad's body can heal itself if in the presence of a heat source, usually sunlight. the speed / extent depends on the amount of exposure.

superhuman sight: brad can see over greater distances and with better clarity than most, and to an extent in total darkness. he has the capability to see a person's life force / aura (and in the case of the other children born from the marigold + harlan, he can also see their marigold).

weaknesses:

darkness: brad's powers aren't infinite. spending too much time in dark areas with no access to light renders him powerless until he can recharge.

drugs: like the others, brad's powers can be subdued with drugs / alcohol. because he can self-heal, the effect is usually temporary provided he has enough energy to draw on.

emotions: being "supercharged" or using a lot of power for an extended period makes brad more prone to increased aggression or impulsiveness.

energy depletion: if brad released all of his stored energy at once, he'd pass out afterwards. holding onto large quantities of energy without immediately releasing it is also painful and physically draining.

limitations: there is an (as-yet undefined) upper limit to how much energy brad can absorb at once. if he went above this limit, his body would overheat and potentially explode.

other random facts:

a chaotic, sarcastic, many-layered-bracelets-wearing bisexual.

constantly carries a lighter, and flicks it on / off when he's stressed or just bored.

has been arrested for vandalism before.

like his original concept, brad has a bit of a drinking problem. his powers make it harder for him to actually feel intoxicated.

you know that scene from j.essica j.ones where trish sips a coffee and goes "this has alcohol in it" and jessica takes it and tells her "that's mine"? five or viktor and brad energy tbh.

he's fluent in english and irish, and also knows some phrases in latin.

he has submitted work to, and gotten into, galleries before. (do i know how this works? no.)

his body temperature is constantly warm. as a child he'd run around in the cold without a coat on; erin repeatedly told him not to do this because it increased the likelihood of him getting noticed. (did he listen? most of the time, no.)

he bleeds light when he's injured. like. his wounds glow and stuff. he still has regular blood it's just glowy. it's fascinating and also really painful if anybody other than him touches them until they heal.

his eyes also do the "reflects light in darkness" thing.

it's gonna take me ages to rewatch so i can actually write up his season two lore, but for now i'm thinking he lands in april 1963, seven months before the second apocalypse.

marcus mistakes him for the umbrellas' number two since he and viktor have kinda similar powers. nobody corrects him on it until luther is captured.

he absolutely has a scene at some point that's set to "supermassive black hole" by muse. is this important to know? no, but it's in my head.

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[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

When you get a chance/if it speaks to you. Could I request a drabble where batmom is like visibly sick and comes down to start patrol anyways and Bruce is just unwavering in “nope. You’re going to bed. I’ll take the night off to be there/care for you. The kids can handle it tonight”

"Woah," Dick said, watching you pull your gloves on, "Mom you don't look so good."

"I'm fine, baby bird," you tell him, brushing his concerns away gently. . You had 12 hours before the fever and the chills would become an actual issue. You never got sick but when you did, everything went to shit.

"Ma," Jason started, glancing hurriedly at Bruce. He knew you were sick. Your eyes were glassy and there was a fine sheen of sweat on your ashen skin. But he also knew you wouldn't stay down. Not if they were going out.

Alfred noticed the boys. The worry wrinkles on their foreheads- and it would be touching if they weren't so damnably inept. None of the children were quite as... protective of you as your oldest two. Dick because he'd grown up with you and Jason because you were kindred spirits. But it would take an act of god to keep you out of the field where your baby birds had all gone. So he coughed slightly, attracting Bruce's attention and nodding to where you were gently but firmly telling them to go get their gear and stop worrying about you.

Bruce grunted and sighed, "What-" he turned to follow Alfred's gaze and stopped, switching from being ready to break up an argument to a mild panic. Even from a distance you didn't look well. And it worried him.

It was a hard life. And you'd had a rougher start than almost any of them. And it was wearing on you. The mental and the physical. You were still Cavalry. Ruthless and efficient but. You were sick more often. Healing took longer and longer with every injury. "Alfred-"

"I'll alert you if you're needed, Sir," Alfred said, frown deepening when the boys walked away in defeat and you wavered slightly, gripping the back of a chair to steady yourself."

"Thank you," he said before crossing the floor. And gently taking the small pack you were strapping to your thigh.

"Sweetheart," he murmured, "let's put you to bed."

"I'm fine I just need to get moving-"

"You're not fine," he chuckled wryly, taking your hands to remove your gloves. "I can hear the rattle in your chest from here." He laid the gloves aside and squeezed your bare hands. They were warm. Too warm. And he hated to think about how much acetaminophen you'd taken to deal with the aches. Or worse, that you hadn't taken anything and you were just going to suffer.

"I just need to get-"

"To bed," he said softly, unzipping your jacket and leaving you in your pants and thermal. "You need to get to bed."

"Bruce."

"I'm pulling rank," Bruce said, stroking sweat-damp hair off your forehead gently. "Shower. Food. Bed. And tomorrow we're going to the Doctor."

"You won't know if I don't."

"I'm staying with you," he said, rubbing your arms when you shivered. "You need rest, antibiotics, and fluids."

"The kids-"

"Will be okay. Alfred and Babs will keep eyes on them and if they get in trouble I'll be there." He took your hair down gently and pulled you against his chest. "We need you back in fighting shape, Sweetheart. And if that means I tie you to the bed and force-feed you tea and soup with antibiotics crushed up in it then so be it."

"You can try it-"

"Not to be that guy beautiful," he hummed, "But I think I could take you right now."

[pintsizemama]

Favorite Christmas Movie

Day 10

Summary: You want to watch a movie with Joel.

Pairings: Joel Miller x You, Joel Miller x Female Reader

Fandom: The Last of Us

Rating: Mature

Warnings: grieving a child

Word Count: 667

A/N: My first Joel fic! I haven’t had much inspo for him, but I felt this was a perfect prompt for him.

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“You’re back!” You said excitedly as soon as Joel walked in the door. He was finally back from patrol.

“Hey, darlin’,” he said gruffly and kissed you on the head. He washed his hands in the kitchen and walked into the family room. He sat down heavily on the couch with a loud sigh. You joined him on the couch and grabbed the remote.

“So, I was thinking tonight we could watch my favorite Christmas movie,” you told him. “Jenny has a bunch of movies, and she just so happened to have my favorite!”

“I’m not really in the mood for a movie,” Joel said with a scowl.

“Oh,” you said quietly, your enthusiasm fading.

“I’m just gonna take a shower,” he said and stood up, his knees creaking.

“Ok,” you replied, not looking at him. You were disappointed, but not surprised. While you had a sunny disposition, Joel was a major grump. Joel stood next to you for a moment before leaving the room to take his shower. You swallowed the lump in your throat. You weren’t going to get emotional over this. He just wasn’t in the mood to watch a movie. It didn’t mean he was angry with you. You sighed and grabbed a blanket to snuggle with. You had hoped to cuddle with your boyfriend, but this would have to do. You pressed play and settled in to watch the film by yourself. You wouldn’t let his grumpiness ruin your love of this movie.

About fifteen minutes into the movie Joel emerged from the bathroom. His hair was still wet, and he was wearing light gray sweatpants, a black thermal long sleeved shirt, and thick white socks. Your attention turned from the movie for a moment to admire him. Pushing sixty and he was still hot as hell. You looked back at the movie. You could see him in your periphery still standing there.

“I can’t get up, Ralphie!” Randy cried on the tv. You couldn’t help but smile as the little boy rocked from side to side on the snow.

“You’re watching A Christmas Story?” Joel asked hoarsely. You looked up at him. His eyes were glossy.

“Yeah,” you replied. “It’s my favorite.” Joel made his way into the room and sat next to you. He swallowed audibly.

“It was Sarah’s favorite too,” he said quietly. Your heart dropped.

“I’m sorry,” you said reaching for the remote. “I had no idea. I’ll shut it off.”

“Don’t!” Joel’s hand darted out to stop you. You put the remote down and settled back into the couch. Joel watched the tv for a moment and then looked at you. “C’mere, pretty girl.” He opened his arms, and you gladly cuddled into him. “I’m sorry I was short with you earlier. Sometimes it’s hard for me to find joy in this time of the year. Sarah loved Christmas so much, and I hate that I don’t get to spend any more Christmases with her.” He took a deep breath. You snuggled closer, holding him tighter, trying to give him any comfort you could. “Walking out here and seeing this film on—the one she could never get enough of—well, I feel like she’s trying to tell me to find some of that joy again. Letting me know she’s still with me in some small way.”

Tears spilled over your eyelashes and down your cheeks. You loved this man with all your heart, and seeing him so open and vulnerable made your heart ache.

“We always watched this,” he continued. Every year when they would run it all day.”

“24 hours of a Christmas Story,” you said.

“Yeah,” he nodded.

“My family did too,” you said. “She is with you Joel. I’m sure of it.” Joel held you tighter. He clenched his jaw and nodded once. You didn’t want to push. Your big, brave man had opened up enough for one night.

“Wanna watch it with me?” You offered.

“I’d love to, baby girl,” he replied.

Day 11

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[alltimefail-sims]

Another updateeeeeee

I tweaked Brandi Broke and her sons: Dustin, Beau, and surprise baby boy you get when you load their household for the first time in the Sims 2 (I always named him Ricky).

I think I'm also going to upload their pink trailer home for you guys as well, that way you can just download everything and go right into game!

Some more info on the changes I made below the cut, if you're curious  ↓

My goal for Dustin was to make him look a little awkward: I wanted an Axe body spray and Monster Energy for breakfast kind of vibe, so I hope that was achieved. He is not using face wash, he is cranky and smokes weed in the bathroom lmao. As a tween playing TS2, I always thought Skip and Dustin looked a lot alike, and I wanted that likeness to read.

On the other hand, I wanted Beau to look like a perfect mix of Brandi and Skip (Beau was always my favorite, and I'm a chronic teen Dustin Broke hater I'm sorry lmao). I wanted there to be an even balance of whimsy, gentleness, and melancholy conveyed with Beau. Ricky has a dirty and haphazard look because I think he would be quite the daredevil. In TS2 he is the only child that favors Brandi the most (having her black hair) while having Skip's green eyes. I wanted both of the younger boys to look like they're wearing hand-me-downs that don't fit quite right (not pictured but Beau's shorts are too short, and Ricky's shirt is quite loose and hanging off of his thermal undershirt that matches Beau's socks which I imagine came in a set, but the shirt is too small for Beau now). I also wanted all the boys to have haircuts that look like Brandi is the one cutting their hair.

For Brandi I just opted to make minor tweaks to make her look more unique - the biggest change is the droopier doe-esque eyes, which I think suited her super well, and I updated her hair. Idk what it is about her but I just think she's sooooo pretty.

[feral-sock-boy]

TMNT

Info about my iteration tmnt:

Yoshi (Splinter) is from the hidden city, when he turned 25 he went to explore the world above. He gets himself into shit, finds a bunch of baby turtles with goop on them, and becomes a father (btw, bro comes from a pretty shitty household full of generational trauma).

He runs away to raise the turtles, and ends up finding a nice little space in the sewers, to which he builds them a home.

Donnie and Raph are twins both 16 with an hour age difference, Leo is the middle child at 15 and Mikey is the youngest at 14. Casey is a 16 year old transgender bitch and April is a 17 year old Girlflux KRAANG hybrid thing. O’neils mother really just banged a mushy alien thing that can shape-shift into anything in the universe.

Donnie:

Galapagos Tortoises

16 (oldest child, older than Raph by an hour)

Intersex, Biromantic, they/them

Has a dinosaur obsession, likes learning about the human body and other animals, like trains and machines, has probably had a couple lab rats and just didn't tell Yoshi (Splinter). Bro definitely knew.

Usually a bit too big for clothes, so he gets Raph to make most of them to make them bigger. Usually wears "baggy" pants (they ain't baggy on him), long sleeve thermals and flannels.

Raph:

Common Snapping Turtle

16 (second oldest, younger by an hour)

Bisexual, He/ Him

He likes sewing, knitting and painting. Has a massive collection of old magazines, comics, books and other random items because he has a hard to giving stuff up.

Has a little pet turtle named Slusher. He will fight you over food and will bite you if deserved.

Usually wears windbreaker pants, singlets and jackets.

Leo:

Painted Terrapin

15 (middle child)

Unlabelled, Trans Fem, She/Her She likes skating, finding cool bugs and watching si-fi movies. She's not really into horror movies, but can handle them. If you give her the chance she'll talk on and on about her interest in Galactic Heros (similar to space heros). She also really likes glitter.

She'll probably eat anything. Like. Anything.

Usually wears sweaters, leg warmers and tracksuit pants.

Mikey:

Spotted Turtle

14 (youngest)

Aromantic, Agender, usually just uses it/they

They're a very random person, and would probably eat anything and everything. They definitely collect hot wheels and all that stuff. Bro has a 2000s alt fashion mixed with little boy vibe to them, it think it's really cool. They like to express itself with bright colours.

Usually wears beanies, shorts, hand gloves, shirts and ties. Sometimes bracelets too.

Yoshi (Spliter):

Rat Yoki

41 (father of turtles)

Demisexual, He/Him

He's extremely new to parenting even now, has had no idea what he was doing from day one. He's not the best father but he tries. Watches soccer, dramas and soap operas. Gets all their from the thrift store or the bins. Has a bracelet that disguises him as human. Usually wears a band t-shirt and sweatpants or pyjama pants.

April O'Neil:

Part Indian, Part KRAANG

17 (friend of the turtles, has an older brother)

Sapphic, Girlflux (she/her, they/them, she/ they)

She can "shape-shift"into pretty anything as long as they can picture it. It's a defence mechanism of the KRAANG. It's basically camouflage. She's able to hide their ear tentacle things, which are usually used for hunting things down and connecting to other KRAANGs. She's a pretty good fighter, and usually uses a baseball bat. And she usually hides her KRAANG features.

They also play baseball. They moved from Michigan when she was 13. She's into filming, journalism and photography.

Usually wears long sleeves, jeans, converses, cardigans and her homemade necklaces and earrings.

Casey Jones:

Part Mexican, Part American.

16 (friend to turtles, oldest child of two)

Bisexual, Trans Masc (He/Him)

He's a bit of a trouble maker. Especially after he moved back in with his dad after his mother died. His dad had no idea he was trans, but didn't really care, cause he'd always wanted a son. He's a big hockey fan, watches and plays. Never misses practice or a game. He eventually becomes captain.

Born and raised in New York. He's lost a couple of teeth but he's all good. He's broken his nose twice, busted his lip, fractured he's knee, elbow and a couple of his fingers. Did get put on medical marijuana for a bit after he'd been bashed against the barrier, causing him to dislocate his shoulder. He's a pretty good skater, on and off the ice, and really enjoys it. Usually wears jeans, tops and/or singlets and boots.

Renet:

British

18 (friend and allie to the turtles)

Pansexual, Bigender (She/He)

She is a timestress trainee, and works part time at a clothing shop. He likes going to raves and concerts, and has a LOT of merch. She likes skating, surfing and road trips. Moved from Liverpool to New York to live with his grandparents. Very much in love with everyone she thinks is pretty and has an attractive personality. Usually wears tank tops, jackets, flared jeans and a gazelle indoor shoes.

Sunita:

Brazilian

17 (friends with the turtles)

Lesbian, she/her

She grew up with her dad and mother in brazil, until they got divorced, leading her to leave with her dad to live in New York with her dad's parents. Her dad meets Timothy's mother, and they hit it off, leading her to become step siblings with Timothy and his little brother. She's into swimming, sculpting and dancing. she goes to visit her mother every school holidays.

Usually wears lounge pants, shirts or tank tops, jackets, leg warmers and boots.

Timothy:

Korean

16 (friends with the turtles)

Omnisexual, he/him

He grew up with his mum and little brother in a farm house. They moved to New York when his mother gets a job. He's really into basketball, and is pretty good at it. He's kinda like Troy from High School Musical. But gayer and better. His mother met Sunita's dad, they hit it off and he and his little brother become step siblings with Sunita. He likes singing, basketball and books. He has nothing to do with his dad.

Usually wears cargo shorts, long sleeves, jackets and Nikes.

[sir-subpar]

Can we try? (Zuke x Purl-Hew drabble)

Below the cut! Also, what's their ship name? ZukeHew? Purlzuke? Idk

Summary: Zuke's relationship with romance is complicated, but he's goingg to try again. (More of a warm up oneshot this time. Might do Zuke x Zimelu next)

Author’s note: Rarepair time baby! I was originally going to do Rin x Zuke, as I’ve seen lot’s of cute media of it, but then I had an idea: What about a ship I haven’t seen yet? (It’s so rare, if it were a steak, it’d be mooing.. Either that, or I somehow just didn’t notice it before.)

Zuke's relationship with romance was… complicated.

He didn't dislike the idea of romance. Quite the opposite, really. He wanted to have a partner in life.

The thing is… he was afraid. His last relationship resulted in a bitter, fiery, frightening end.

He shivered at the thought, subconsciously running his hand through his hair. 

Needless to say, he didn't need a repeat of that.

After a while, he came to the conclusion that romance… probably wasn't for him. Even if he wanted it to be. He just gave up trying.

He met Mayday, his best friend, band partner, and roommate. He was glad he met her. 

She was a great friend to have, he felt comfortable around her. Safe. As they shared their love for Rock together. Eventually the idea of romance drifted away from him. He stopped thinking about it.

Then the revolution happened.

It started with Sayu's comment. While she was wrong about his feelings being for Mayday, she did have a point, in a way.

"Ba-bump! Ba-bump!"

"Ba-bump?"

"It means follow your heart Zuke!"

He started thinking about it again briefly, before Mayday refocused everyone on the fight at hand. The revolution continued to be a distraction for Zuke, Yinu and DK West took his mind off it, (even if his brother brought a whole different kind of baggage) it gave Zuke something to prioritize. Until they met 1010.

“Haters gonna hate. When we show up, we get the sexy mission done. You better put on your tactical thermal goggles, ‘cause we’re gonna bring the heat!”

Ugh. So cheezy. It was just like 1010 to say things like that. May fawning over them didn’t help. Neither did the factory constantly dropping more bots each time they broke one, making the whole ordeal last even longer. The whole situation was aggravating to Zuke. At the time, he didn’t get what so many people (including May) saw in these guys.

At the time.

After 1010, there was the battle he dreaded, more than he did Tatiana. 

Nadia.

He missed her. He respected her. He understood her. He loved her…

Then he feared her.

He ran from her. He hid from her. He fought her.

“There is no one… Not even him.”

He comforted her, but still kept her at arm’s length.

When the rock revolution ended, he and May went indie again. Eventually, they became friends with various members of NSR. He began talking with Eve again, even if it was a bit tense. He also found himself bonding with Sayu’s crew, as well as Yinu and her mother. May, of course, quickly got attached to 1010.

Speaking of 1010…

That was what all these thoughts accumulating were about. Zuke had a bit of a dilemma going on.

One of the 1010 members, while as flirty as the rest, had chosen a different target to show his affection to. While most of them focussed on Mayday, one chose Zuke. The blue-haired, sunglass-wearing, boy band android: Purl-Hew.

Yeah, he didn’t know why either.

Well, at first, he didn’t even realize that was the case. 

A tapping on the sewer cover brought Zike out of his nap on the couch. Grumbling for a bit, he climbed up the ladder and pried open for the unexpected guest. 

He had to squint as he was met with a bright blue light. A synthesized voice pierced into Zuke's ears.

"Why does something so beautifully radiant hide away in the sewers rather than gracing the world with your light?"

Zuke rolled his eyes, "Dude, May's not here, you can stop. She'll be back later, I'll tell her you stopped by."

Then he closed the sewer grate, and descended back into his home.

'Huh. Wonder why it was just one of them this time.. Don't they usually do things as a group?'

He figured it was just a weird, one time occurrence.

Then, weeks later it happened again.

The tapping, Zuke opening the grate. Purl-Hew humming out a cheesy pickup line, Zuke telling him that May wasn't home again, and him closing the grate.

Then again. 

And again.

And again.

It became almost a routine at some point.

Weeks of Purl-Hew randomly dropping by. Almost every time it was when Mayday happened to be out.

Another few days went by, and May had gone to see a movie. Originally they were going to see it together, but Zuke's back and legs started acting up and he wanted to stay home and rest.

May offered to stay and help him with anything he'd need, but he insisted he would be fine and she should go still. It took a bit of convincing, but she eventually agreed, on the condition that he'd call someone if he needed help.

So, once again he was alone at home, laying on the couch.

And the tapping happened again.

He let out a frustrated groan.

Reluctantly he pried himself from the couch slowly. If he was careful (and lucky) maybe he'd be able to climb the ladder without hurting himself too much.

The climb was slow and cautious, yet still sharply shot pain up his back as he moved.

He pushed the manhole cover aside, poking his head out into the world above.

Once again, Purl-Hew was back.

Before the android could say anything, Zuke let out an exasperated sigh, already preparing to close the sewer's entrance.

"Dude, again, May isn't here-"

"I know."

Purl-Hew's hand caught the metal cover, preventing Zuke from closing it.

Zuke froze.

"... What?"

"She took Eloni to the movies, so I knew she wouldn't be here. I want to see you." Purl-Hew stated, his tone making it seem like that was an obvious fact.

Zuke tried to read the robot's expression, but with him wearing his signature tinted glasses and his silicon lips pressed into a thin line, it was impossible to read him.

"I uh… why uh… why though?" Zuke quizzed.

The android, despite not needing to breathe, did so just so that he could let out a frustrated sigh.

His hands practice shit to Zuke's sides, hooking under his arms.

Just as fast as he grabbed him, he yanked him out of the sewer and held him above the ground.

Zuke's feet dangled over a foot above the ground. Stunned and shocked, he could barely utter a question before he was interrupted again.

Purl-Hew held Zuke close, almost slamming his lips into Zuke's with a firm but chaste kiss.

Zuke might have been human, but he felt like a computer program crashing. 

All thoughts left him, all he could do was look at the blue bot wide-eyed.

Purl-Hew pulled away, looking Zuke in the eyes.

"Does that answer your question?"

"I- I guess? I mean, yes? But also, why me? When did this," Zuke pointed at himself, "Become a draw for you?" 

The android's jaw dropped. "You're kidding, right?"

"Aren't you?"

"No!" He protested.

"Is it really that hard to believe that I find you attractive?"

Zuke paused, thinking of his response. Purl's tone sounded so genuine, despite his mechanical voice.

"I.. I'm just not used to this. It's not that I see myself as ugly, but I know I'm not anything too special. I'm just… me."  Zuke confessed, shrugging as best as he could in his position. He still was hovering over the ground in Purl-Hew's grasp.

Purl pulled him close, touching their foreheads together.

"I'm very drawn to you, Zuke. You're not only a good looking guy, but you're also loyal. Kind. You have a relaxing atmosphere I've grown to appreciate about you. I like you… I want to spend more time with you, I want to know more about you. Zuke.."

He pecked Zuke on the cheek.

"Will you go out with me? On a date?"

Zuke's heart jumped into his throat.

Could he date someone again? After all this time? Did he want to?

… He wasn't sure how to feel.

But..

He chewed the inside of his lip. Purl-Hew's been trying to get his attention for months, relatively politely too.

He too was putting himself out there. Flirting with someone who's shown zero reaction to it till now. Opening himself up, and letting him be in a vulnerable position.

Zuke took a breath.

"Okay, we can give it a try.."

"Wait- really!?" Purl-Hew's voice raised. Excitement bubbling to the surface, his cheeks glowed a brighter blue.

 

Zuke nodded, avoiding eye contact.

"Y-yeah.. Let's try it out.." 

In a matter of milliseconds, he was pulled into a hug.

"Thanks Zuke. You won't regret it~" 

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RWBY Oc Team

I've been on a rwby fix for the past few weeks for some reason so I took it upon myself to completely remake my OC team from over 4 years ago.

These characters are based on mythical creatures and thematic colors take after the colors that bamboo can be. While not completely accurate, bamboo can have blue-ish, yellow-ish and brown coloring and when they grow flowers, those flowers tend to have a pink color. And just to double down, the school they go to would have green uniforms, to really finish off the bamboo aesthetic.

Briar Begonia (her/she)

Color: Blush

Weapon: "Death Song" a flute/spear/sniper rifle

Semblance: Water transformation (can turn into water similar to Ruby turning into rose petals)

Myth: Kitsune (Japanese fox spirit)

The leader of team BMBU is an Arctic fox Faunus using the weapon of her fallen mother and was raised by her recently dead aunt. No one else knows who her father is, nor how he and her mother died when she was a baby. All anyone knows is that she got a scar on her eyelid from the event. Briar can tend to be spunky and puny but disassociates herself in art and fiction so much that she's starting to confuse it with how social things work in reality. Her fighting style is similar to a ninja/assassin; sneaky and evasive. She's not very good at hand-to-hand combat, so instead she perfected incapacitating her enemies like Ty Lee from atla. While she mainly wants to be a huntress because her mother was, it's also because she wants to find out what happened to both of her parents since they went MIA and whatever mission her mother went on is the only clue she has. She also has a locket with a picture of her mom in it to always remind her of what she's doing this for.

Maize Jonquil (she/her)

Color: Marigold

Weapon: "Angelic Quietus" a jetpack/wings of blades

Semblance: X-ray and thermal vision

Myth: Fallen Angel

From a rich family that's very well known for making and developing some of the best weaponry on Remnant and that family consisting of 2 parents, 2 older brothers and 1 older sister. They have a rare hereditary semblance: phantom wings that allow them to fly for short periods of time. Because Maize has a different semblance, she's kinda been ostracized by the public. This, along with the family business having a long history of harsh Faunus labor, has made it so that she's been trying to separate herself from the family name. While at the same time, basing her weapon on her family's semblance because of how she's been envious about it for most of her life. That and the fact that she does still loves them and her parents themselves are trying to make up for their family's past sins. All this culminating to her personality being that she acts all proud arrogant and even flirty when in reality, she's doing that to make up for her insecurities. Basically the depressed rich white boy trope 😆 I see her as the one on the team that's more troublesome and fucking things up. Back when she was a kid and trying to conform to rich society's standards, she had taken ballet classes. And although she hated them, she now uses those skills in her fighting style. Bonus; because she uses a very large weapon, she may be small but she's much stronger than she looks.

Basil Denim (she/her)

Color: Blue

Weapon: "Cutlass Arbalest" arm blades/bow and arrow

Semblance: Soundwaves (can create concussive blasts at body movement, usually through punching)

Myth: Werewolf

Born and raised in a town outside of the kingdoms, near the water, she's heavily tomboy and a little weird but she takes pride in being both. She's hardcore but is also very emotional and tries to be nice to everyone. But if you're rude to her or her friends, she will not hesitate to return the favor. She's super into music/DJing but because her semblance makes a lot of loud noise, she is really hearing impaired. So the headphones she wears also double as hearing aids. Basil has practically been training since birth to be a fighter, with both of her parents being huntsmen. They never pushed her to be one, but Basil herself wants to help people just like them. Her mother being a brawler and her dad being a bow user, of course both she and her older sister adapted a mix of the two. Unfortunately, her father is now DIA from a Grimm attack, which will later start the plot of her discovering that she has the ability to turn into a Grimm because her dad used to be part of this secret clan of people, called Lycan, who have this ability.

Uluru Mocha (they/them)

Color: Umber

Weapon: "Scorching Scourge" two fire swords/whips

Semblance: Reading and Manipulating emotions (not mind control (a little like Mantis in the MCU))

Myth: Siren

This one will have a little trigger warning***

Having been raised on a fishing boat, their family (consisting of a mother, an uncle and three cousins) were the best in the fishing business because they all consisted of water animal Faunus, Uluru being a shark. That was until the day a boat of human fishermen pulled up and beat them to a pulp for daring to 'fish in their waters and steal their job.' Thus going so far as to dismember Uluru by cutting of their back fin and severely hurting up the rest of the family in similar ways. They all eventually washed up on shore and were found by Basil and her family. Their mom and uncle were crippled and the cousins immediately left for Menagerie without even saying goodbye. Uncle eventually left to follow and find them but Uluru and their mom got help and were housed by Basil's family. So they and Basil have known each other since they were 12. It's because of this event that Uluru is very untrusting of people, often comes across as emotionless, and doesn't flaunt the fact that they are a Faunus. Though because they is a shark Faunus, they is literally cold blooded and needs to wear more clothes to stay warm. Hence why Uluru has a leather jacket and turtle neck, for those of you who understand how sweat inducing that would be otherwise.

This last bit is just a height comparison to give y'all an idea of what they all look like next to eachother

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my baby Copper is here. transcript, close up and additional info under the cut

Copper (9/20) he/it

Dr. Green's 1st creation

works w/ thermal energy (so HOT dude)

eyes are dysfunctional and leak hot liquid

wasn't supposed to be conscious

insane, batshit

copper, porcelain, gold, silver and rubber

Yeah so here's my boy Copper. He's a robot made by Dr. Green about 9 years before when the story happens, probably more actually- She made him when she was in her 20s.

He's the least pleasant creature to touch ever, one because he's hot as shit. Literally. I study literature and language so I'm prolly saying absolute bullshit but since he works with thermal energy (aka really hot, oil-like liquid) and he's made of metal, he's like. Scorching hot. His hair is also kinda like sandpaper, or glass perhaps, as Dr. Green made it out of whatever she could find. Don't try to touch it, you're gonna get cut. Copper's back and shoulders are eroded from its hair touching it.

He was supposed to be an assistant to Dr. Green, but malfunctioned a lot, so she tossed it aside (not even because she was an asshole, he was not supposed to be a person yknow). Except, he actually developed a sense of self and a grand total of two (2) emotions, hatred and happiness (terrible recipe).

The horror of this guy is that he has absolutely zero magic flowing in it. It's entirely working on malfunctioning algorithms Dr. Green put there, and she has no idea how he can exist the way he is.

At the time of the story's events, he's mostly running around causing chaos for his own amusement (not anything terrible but not really funny things either) and it plans on getting revenge on Dr. Green for tossing him aside by killing Purr and Green.

Funny random infos :

It is technically genderless, as Dr. Green didn't intend it to be a boy or a girl, and didn't put a sense of what gender is in its algorithm. He's aroace for the same reason, but understand innuendos and likes to tease people (especially given he hangs around in just pants generally).

He has pointy ears like powerless people.

He's the reason why Dr. Green wears her big ass goggles.

He moves a lot and avoids water to not get its joints stuck.

Mentally, it is in its twenties.

It's actually pretty naive, in the sense that he will believe whatever information you feed him, as long as it doesn't go against his own desire for revenge.

It's pretty much based on the song Brass Goggles by Steam Powered Giraffe (especially the bit starting from "How'd you like pumping lead through your veins")

It has a LOT of articulations in its face. Dr. Green was experimenting a lot when making him, leading to him being so malfunctioning.

id like yall to know there's like ten layers of paint and ink here

[matthewbw]

Can’t believe they make size 8 now. Kinda glad they didn’t when I was younger or I’d have these til my teens at night. My mom swore by Huggies for the longest time. It wasn’t until I soaked through one on a ski trip in high school on the ride home when I fell asleep that she changed her mind. Finally got Goodnites and felt so good to change myself like they were undies at night. Luckily I kept my ski pants on so no one saw. But when I got home my thermals underneath were soaked and smelled so my mom knew. Undressing is when she said what I had been waiting for, “Maybe it’s time for some bigger boy diapers.” Goodnites I asked and she nodded her head saying she’ll pick some up the next day when shopping. I said I was sorry I fell asleep on the bus home and the hot chocolate really did a number on me. But I was so happy to get out of baby diapers at night I barely whimpered. It had only been a couple years of being back in them at night but always so embarrassed. Like did the checkout person know they were for me. Fast forward to buying pull-ups for bigger kids and I’m sure they did but I didn’t care cuz I could change myself. Put it on before bed and tear it off in the morning without powder. Wearing and wetting at night wasn’t embarrassing cuz it was my secret. But my mom having to change me at that age was what got me. And I’ll never forget the Thanksgiving ride to grandmas just before that ski trip. The night before I was out at the football rally bonfire so stayed up late as a sophomore in HS. Got up early and super tired so my mom just changed me into a dry diaper. On the way there I fell asleep and wet again. So when we got to grandmas my mom was like I think we’re gonna stay in diapers today in case you fall asleep again. So she changed me at my grandmas and I was fine all day. Playing Mario Kart with my cousins. The ride home I dozed off and wet yet again. But we hit traffic and my mom was worried id leak. So once it cleared she pulled into a rest stop and changed me in the back seat. That’s where it really got to me. Strangers could see and all I could feel was the worst. A teen not a toddler being so vulnerable like that. Strangers granted but still. That’s when I wanted pull-ups so bad and asked but my mom just said they don’t work as well. She knew from potty training my sister few years earlier and a blowout in Target. I was like mom this is different. I’m not gonna have a blowout lol. She just said we’ll see then. But after the holidays and that massive leak it changed finally and I was so happy. Had they made bigger than 6 then it might have gone another way. Wasn’t about waist but hold. Like when I had to switch from Goodnites to Abenas in college. Goodnites still fit now and I wear for fun sometimes but always leak through them. Maybe I’ll try these for fun just for memories but I know how it’ll go. More laundry and then back to reality.

On your JFF do you have any videos of you putting yourself into those pampers size 8 diapers?

Why, what a wonderful idea!! Let me get right on that!

Ask and you shall receive!!

~ Video up now ~ 👆🏻👆🏻👆🏻

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Why did the boys who were trapped in the cave have to be sedated while being rescued? Is it not a bit excessive?

I scuba dive and I also cave. I’ve been diving for eight years now, gradually increasing the range and complexity of my Buffalo Bills Hawaiian Shirt. I’ve only been caving properly since November 2017 (though had done a little bit before), so I’m still pretty new (but I’ve been hooked on the sport!).

I’m not claustrophobic. I’m rational, logical and in good physical health. I love a challenge. However, Buffalo Bills Hawaiian Shirt Flower Pattern Beach Gift For Friend NFL Hawaiian Shirt are extreme environments. So let me share a story…

On my first-ever proper caving trip I found myself upside-down in a tight hole unable to move. The tunnel was in an L shape. I was told by the leader to enter headfirst at a particular angle, bend my body a particular way so my back was bent in a C shape then wriggle down to continue flat down the tunnel.

Extremely narrow tunnels like this are not unusual in caves, especially in the UK, and in the caves the boys were rescued from in Buffalo Bills Hawaiian Shirt Baby Yoda Star Wars Beach Gift For Friend NFL Hawaiian Shirt. Imagine something like this, but going headfirst.

I misjudged the entry angle and got stuck. I’m not ashamed to admit that I began panicking. I really didn’t like the position I’d gotten myself into. It was thoroughly uncomfortable, I couldn’t see anything up ahead of me except bare rock, and things got worse when my glasses fell off my face and clattered below me. (I now wear old-man librarian-style glasses that I don’t mind getting scratched and battered when caving with a cord to keep them on my face!)

I found my heart rate accelerated and I was suddenly extremely aware of all of my senses. I was simultaneously too hot and too cold. The winter was especially cold in the Buffalo Bills Hawaiian Shirt Christmas Gift For Football Lovers NFL Hawaiian Shirt at the time and I was wearing thermals under my caving oversuit (which doesn’t breathe very well). With all the physical exertion I was sweating profusely and felt myself overheating, but at the same time my fingers went numb as they were practically immersed in freezing cold water, and the moment I stopped all that sweat cooled my body to the point of shivering. My mouth was dry and I was desperate for a drink of water.

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