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juice-plums · 2 years ago

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Joxter x Reader: So No Panties?

(angsty and smutty!!)

Panties can show through sleek,tight pants and thongs are so uncomfortable and itchy at times Y/n has no other decision than to not wear panties at all

Y/n wore her short dress she looks in her mirror and nods

“Yep no panties with this one it just shows off my body better” she strutted and posed her friend Moomin (papa btw) invited her to tea she couldn’t resist not going

it wasn’t too windy either it was hot and still

“Moomin!” Y/n shouted Moomin and Joxter slightly waved He’ll just stare with them icy blue cat eyes that he has other than that they were both each other one night but it was a one time thing or so she supposed

“Y/n hey thank you for coming” Moomin greeted hugging her Y/n liked Moomin he was really funny and sweet she could hang around him when she’s feeling down Joxter took a puff out of his pipe staring down at Y/n and Moomin hugging for a long time

Jealousy was arising in him He tapped his long claw against the table staring at his one night stand Y/n it was a stupid idea they were both drunk But Joxter had liked Y/n for the longest time and they finally did it together but ever since that night she has been acting weird around him like she has been avoiding him

“Joxter decided to come along Y/n I hope you don’t mind”

Y/n and Joxter stared at each other they felt the earth stop for a split second

“No I don’t mind-“

“So you’re doing secret Tea dates with Moomin now yeah?”

Joxter interrupted her Crossing his arms his hat was covering his face now Y/n huffs

“Yeah so what about it?”

“Oh I think it’s sweet….Keeping secrets running off with the next guy you see you are just lovely Y/n”

He gushed Y/n narrowed her eyes at Joxter she felt her blood rushing to her cheeks Moomin faked coughed to rub off the tension hearing the sarcasm in Joxters voice

“Y/n take a seat” Moomin offered the seat across from him Joxter was in between them Y/n sat down she wasn’t going to focus on that tomcat of a man it was all about Moomin and her

“How is the book I recommended to You? was it good?” Moomin started

“Oh yes I loved the part where she gets out of town and lives her life”

“I know right it hits me spiritually”

Moomin and Y/n laugh Joxter just sat there cringing look at him making her laugh that is suppose to be me making her laugh look at her, Her boobs jiggle with her every chuckle he remembers when they were in his face begging him to suck them

Her favorite tea came guess who ordered it for Her Joxter her lips wrapped around and tasted her favorite drink he bit his lower lip remembering her juicy lips wrapped around his Co-

“Hey Y/n I’m gonna run to the bathroom brb” Moomin says going to the restroom Leaving Y/n and Joxter alone

a awkward silence

“So you don’t wanna talk about it-“

“What is there to talk about Joxter we did it we had sex it was a Mistake”

Those words hit him straight to his heart he instantly stared at her in disbelief Joxter scoffs taking a long puff and blowing it out

“Say what you want about it but I made you Scream My name over and over you can’t deny it I made you feel like a fucking goddess”

Y/n cheeks were heating up Joxter actually did he made her crave him she wanted to have him everyday but she couldn’t it was a constant reminder Y/n couldn’t be so needy? if that’s even the word

“You looked fucking Gorgeous in that moonlight did it really mean nothing to you when you were begging for me to stay”

“Stop it”

“Because Y/n I never wanted that to end I was Pounding into your fat cunt until you were yelling your little safe word…..Molasses”

Joxter closely gotten up to her ear on that last part she couldn’t believe it she was speechless it had gotten her a wet down there too she did all those sinful things with Joxter! no wonder she felt so full

She turned her head to meet his face she leans in kissing his lips he grabs her face softly caressing her cheeks Y/n moans hugging into his chest Joxter holds her she never felt so safe in her life than to be kissing her tomcat they make out for awhile

“Okay guys I’m back” Moomin said taking a seat Y/n pushed Joxter vastly away into his seat covering her mouth they were both sweaty and guilty Moomin took looks at both of them and cheekily smiles

“I gotta go guys bye~” Moomin waves leaving

Joxter grabs Y/n’s hands taking her in the forest He pushes her against a tree and intensely started to make out with Her again Joxter moves his hands to her ass and starts to feel on her bum squeezing and squishing her soft ass

wait a minute…

“You’re not wearing any panties you naughty minx” He playfully scolded slapping her bum she moans feeling him lift up her dress he puts his hand to her pussy and massages her wet clit

“Goodness you’re wet must be from describing how you were yeah ohh look it’s so sleek”

She whimpers from the the pleasure his fingers were making messing with her clit He squeezed her tit with his other hand She presses her back against the tree spreading her legs Joxter smirks undoing his clothing showing his penis off

“Make me feel good” she moans pulling down her dress to expose her tits he removes his hand from her clit to mess with her boobs pinching her nipples she whimpers

“I can tell these tits missed me” He smirked then going in to suck on them she ruffles his hair letting him ravish her boobs he makes loud sucking sounds making her squirm with pleasure Then with one knee lifts her in the air the tree supporting her

Joxter the lowers her down his dick entering Y/n’s pussy

“Gahh!~ Oh Joxter!!~” She moans immediately tongue kissing him to conceal her loud lewd noises Joxter grins bouncing her up and down vastly on his cock She began to get more vocal her voice breaking into parts

“Ah!-Give me your babies Jox-ah!~” She yells burying his face in her tits Joxter he was in heaven being squished against Y/n and hearing her sinful remarks he had a death grip on her ass gash marks were noticeable

His tip kissing her cervix with every pound every bounce her back was going to be scratched up from the bark of the tree Y/n went brain dead only thinking about his cock vastly,rapidly pounding in her she was holding onto Joxter for dear life

“Yeah you love this ahhh!~ Here it comes baby” Joxter strains his balls slap against her ass

“Give it to me!~ Give it to meeee!~” she begs He gave some last few thrusts balls deep then slams her down cumming inside her cunt he loudly growls Y/n shuts her eyes feeling his seed flow into her filling up her womb Y/n messily french kisses Joxter as she whimpers cumming as well He twitches feeling her tighten his cock

They pant desperate for air

“your moans are Like a fucking melody to my ears” He says pulling out of her and putting her down Y/n sits on the ground her body still exposed his cum leaking out of her Joxter lays in her boobs She gave him a few head kisses he lovingly moans nuzzling her chest

“I love you” She whispers he jolts up staring at her eyes

“What did you say?” He was shocked hoping he didn’t hear incorrectly his heart beats out of his chest

“I love you…I’m sorry if I was avoiding you it’s just…I was unsure of what I was feeling and I don’t like things I don’t understand….I love you, I love you, I love you-“

Joxter cuts off her rambling with a sweet kiss

“I love you more…..also I can tell when you wear no panties” He teases laying back into her chest she playfully slaps his shoulder making them both laugh.

#moominvalley #moomin #joxter x reader #Joxter #smut #lemon

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cosmicgoddesswrites · 3 years ago

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imma just need a bit with cat burglar X Peter where Peter introduced y/n and Jude to his Aunt May.

Brb im crying in the club cuz this idea is super cute and also there's no gifs of tasm! spidey with Aunt May

It was hard to miss the way (Y/n)'s knee bounced nervously the entire ride to Aunt May's home. Peter also had to hold one of her hand's in his while the other gripped the steering wheel of his car, he knew if she didn't have one hand occupied she would pick at her nails.

She stared silently out the window while Jude chattered away in the backseat, admiring all of the houses they passed on the drive to Aunt May's. Once the car came to a stop, Jude practically glued himself to the car window.

"Is this the one?" He asked excitedly, already unbuckling his seatbelt.

"Yup! That's Aunt May's," Peter responded proudly as he turned off the car. He noticed (Y/n) made no move to unbuckle her seatbelt while she stared at the house. Peter bit his lip, then turned to look over his shoulder into the backseat at Jude. "Buddy, I gotta talk to mommy real quick. Earphones?"

Jude nodded and reluctantly put on his headphones, then relaxed back into his seat while Peter played The Strokes on the old iPod of his that he had gifted Jude.

Peter shifted his attention to (Y/n) and lightly squeezed her hand. "What's wrong...?"

(Y/n) hung her head and stared at her lap. "I'm nervous... I really want her to like me. I know she'll like Jude but I'm a different story..."

Peter's eyebrows furrowed, "She's going to love you...I've already told her pretty much everything about you- except for the job that we don't speak of, of course."

She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, "Most moms don't like their sons to be with women who already have children of their own..."

"My Aunt May isn't like that," Peter assured. He reached forward and gently cupped (Y/n)'s cheek so she would look at him. "Everything's gonna be fine... Lets go inside before she runs out here to see what's up, okay?"

(Y/n) pursed her lips and nodded, waving down Jude so he could take off his headphones. She clutched the cake box they had brought like her life depended on it, and once Aunt May had opened the door she thought she might drop it.

"Happy birthday, Aunt May!" Peter said, quickly stepping forward and giving his aunt a big hug.

The older woman laughed while returning his embrace, "Ohh thank you, Peter. It wouldn't be a proper birthday without my boy!" She pulled out of the hug and turned her attention to (Y/n) and Jude.

"Aunt May, this is Jude and (Y/n)-"

"Oh I know," May waved him off, "I've heard so much about you two already I feel like I already know you!" She smiled. May's eyes brightened as she took them both in. "Oh, so beautiful, the two of you."

Jude, who had been shuffling his feet nervously, now smiled shyly at May. "Happy birthday!" he greeted, causing May to visibly melt at how cute he was.

"Absolutely precious," she chuckled.

(Y/n) adjusted her hold on the cake, "Happy birthday, thank you so much for having us." (Y/n) said, hoping May wouldn't notice how her voice cracked.

May's smile didn't falter as her kind eye's met (Y/n)'s, the warmth of her gaze putting (Y/n) at ease. "It's my pleasure, I've been so eager to meet you both. Come inside and make yourselves comfortable!"

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After a pleasant dinner, Peter volunteered to wash the dishes while Jude and (Y/n) sat with May in the living room. Jude had been leaning against (Y/n)'s arm, practically falling asleep on her, while she and May flipped through old photo albums of Peter.

"This was his first time ever meeting Santa, and also one of my favorite baby photos of him," May giggled while pointing at the photo.

(Y/n) couldn't help but hold back her own giggles as she studied the picture. "He looks petrified!"

May nodded, "that was the best photo they got of him that day. In all the others he was screaming his little head off, Richard and Mary couldn't get him to stop until they got home."

May flipped to the next page, to photos of Peter's first birthday. On either side of him was a man and woman, who (Y/n) assumed were his parents.

"Is that Richard and Mary...?" (Y/n) asked, glancing between May and the photo.

The older woman nodded, "Peter looks just like them, huh? A perfect mix of the two..."

"No kidding," (Y/n) breathed, unable to take her eyes off the photo "Richard was Ben's brother, right?"

May sighed softly, "He was. The two were so close when they were young, once they got older... well, they had their own paths. Peter was what kept them together."

(Y/n) felt Jude shift so his head was in her lap, finally succumbing to sleep. She gently began stroking his head then looked back at the pictures. "He was lucky to have the two of you..." (Y/n) trailed off.

May glanced between the sleeping boy and (Y/n) before speaking, "Did you grow up with your parents?"

A sad smile tugged at (Y/n)'s lips and she shook her head. "It was just me and my mom... my dad didn't want to be in the picture, so my mom moved us to New York and raised me here."

"I can't imagine," May sighed, "Your mother must be a remarkable woman for raising such a wonderful daughter."

(Y/n) felt her heart swell and she tried to bite back her smile, "It wasn't easy... We definitely had our struggles, but it made us both stronger." She paused as Jude mumbled in his sleep, "It even kinda prepared me for Jude..."

May reached forward and rested a comforting hand on (Y/n)'s knee, "He's so lucky to have you, (Y/n)... and now he has Peter and I too."

(Y/n) couldn't help but smile as she rested her hand over May's, "Thank you... He adores you already, I can tell. He's never warmed up to someone so quickly, aside from Peter."

May chuckled and shifted her hand to stroke Jude's hair out of his face. "That makes me happier than you will ever know... I've been waiting so long for Peter to bring his own family home. Now he finally has."

Unbeknownst to the two, Peter was leaning against the doorframe of the living room, watching them talk and flip through the photo album while Jude slept soundly.

After more photo browsing, the three said their goodbyes, and Peter and (Y/n) wished Aunt May one last 'Happy Birthday' before carrying Jude to their car. Peter happened to glance back at the house after getting Jude buckled into the back seat. May stood on her front porch, pointing at her ring finger with an expectant smile.

Peter couldn't help but laugh at that before rushing to get in the car and drive off before (y/n) could see. After a year of Aunt May practically begging him to bring (Y/n) and Jude to meet her, Peter predicted she would start begging him to hurry and propose.

#tasm!peter x reader #tasm!peter parker x reader #tasm!peter parker #asks

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whatareyousearchingfordean · 4 years ago

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Happiness Continues

Part 3: 8 Weeks Pregnant

Summary: Jensen and his wife get their first glimpse of their growing baby.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Plus Size Reader

Word Count: 2.6K+

Warnings: Language, brief descriptions of internal ultrasound, pregnancy related emotions

Author’s Note: This part is a little shorter than the others, but that doesn’t mean it won’t leave its impact on the story. Thanks again to @emoryhemsworth for giving this a once over, love you babes. As always, I love to hear what you all thought. Reactions, theories, or just plain flailing, I love it all xoxo Alex

“Brb crying,” @emoryhemsworth

Catch up with the series masterlist and then check out Alexandra’s Library for more by yours truly!

There was absolutely nothing glamorous about being pregnant. Y/n now stood by that statement and if anyone tried to convince her otherwise, well, she might just stab them with a fork. That’s where she was at this point. Granted, she was still in her first trimester, but she was adamant about it sucking.

First of all, the baby wouldn’t let her eat a thing. She had figured out how to control the smells quickly. They still tended to make her stomach churn, but at least she could stave off the actual vomiting. Mostly, it was anytime there was a strong scent in her general vicinity; anything distinct enough for her to detect what it was could trigger something. Unfortunately for her, that included her husband’s cologne, a scent that happened to be both of their favorites. That was awkward when he walked out of their bedroom one morning all pressed and ready to go for the day, coming to hug his wife goodbye only to have her cringe and run away to the bathroom to lose the contents of her stomach.

For the past three weeks, though, she had been living on a diet of ginger ale, peppermint tea, and sugar-free hard candies. Her stomach would turn out just about anything else and, to be honest, its preferences for what it could handle changed daily and Y/n had given up trying. Every meal was a new adventure for her and the baby. Her hours of scouring the internet for something, anything, for her to eat were wasted. Their baby did not care for anything.

Hiding her symptoms was becoming increasingly easier, though. With it still being so early, and not having even seen a doctor yet, both her and Jensen were wary to tell anyone. Call them superstitious, but they didn’t want to jinx anything just yet. Besides, it was kind of nice basking in the news just the two of them. It reminded them of the start of their relationship, only this secret wouldn’t end in a fist to a jaw... hopefully. As far as they knew, no one was suspicious of anything in both their friends and family as well as coworkers in her office.

Y/n stood in their bedroom, the dawn light peering in through the curtains as she examined herself in the mirror. Lately, she had been sleeping like a cat, but today her anxiety was in full force. The woman had tossed and turned all night, finally deciding to crawl out of bed and jump into the shower when the sun first made its appearance over the horizon. It was no use trying to sleep anymore.

As she stood there, turned to one side, she ran a hand over her lower abdomen. If she cocked her head just right, she could have sworn she noticed the start of what would ultimately be a massive balloon in the middle of her stomach. Though, to be fair, she could also be imagining it. The mind sees what it wants to, right?

The sound of the sheets ruffling had her snapping her head around to her husband who still lay in bed. He stretched out his long limbs, the longer locks on the top of his head mussed from his night’s sleep. He blinked a few times as he woke, quick to take in the looming figure of his wife at the foot of the bed. A smirk graced his features as his eyes traveled up her bare legs, noticing all she had on was a pair of panties.

“Mmm, I’ll take this wake up call any day.” His voice was husky with sleep. His wife rolled her eyes but climbed up on the bed anyway, crawling into his waiting arms and laying against his bare chest.

Y/n sighed as she nuzzled into him, “I can barely go ten minutes without being either exhausted or needing to vomit, so unless you have some sort of The Exorcist fetish I don’t know about, then I’m gonna have to decline.”

“Ugh, god,” Jensen scrunched up his nose, pushing his wife away from him as he climbed from the bed. She laughed, chasing after him into their master bathroom. Y/n slipped her arms around his waist, pulling his back against her bare chest and placing a kiss between his shoulder blades. The pressure against her sore breasts was uncomfortable right now, but not unbearable. This one was her new least favorite symptom of pregnancy.

“You nervous about today?” He whispered, grabbing her hands with his own and threading their fingers together.

Y/n let out a huff of air, the action sending goosebumps across Jensen’s skin. Of course, he had picked up on her anxiety. “Yeah, and excited. I don’t know this kind of makes it all real, you know?”

“I do.” He pulled her hand up and kissed the back of her knuckles before releasing her. He turned around in her arms to lean in and press his lips against hers. Y/n leaned into her husband, taking full advantage of having him close to her.

Jensen pulled away, running his tongue over the swell of his lower lip and cocking his head. “Why do you taste like a bag of Warheads?”

“Oh, I woke up to my stomach rolling and the only thing I had within reach was the sour candies I bought last week. It actually helped a lot.” Y/n smiled sheepishly. If she thought about it long enough, she had eaten plenty of those candies to quell her stomach enough before she could even sit up in bed so it shouldn’t be surprising her husband could still taste them on her.

“I’m not gonna lie, I kind of like it.” He flashed her a grin that was all teeth before lunging to kiss her again. His wife laughed, shaking her head at all the boyish charm she had fallen in love with shining through so early in the morning. “Alright, I need to shower. Go, make yourself some tea, and try to eat something real for me.”

Y/n scrunched up her nose as he smiled at her. She didn’t want to eat, her already flimsy stomach on overdrive today, but for her husband, she would try, muttering an exaggerated ‘all right’ as he started the shower. The woman trudged her way back out to the bedroom, finishing getting dressed for the day in her comfiest sweats, before retreating to the kitchen to make herself some tea and buttered toast. It had been a week since she had tried toast, not willing to touch the stuff after the incident, so she hoped it was a safe bet.

As the kettle came to a boil and the toaster did its magic, Y/n looked out the large window onto their courtyard. The rising sun was casting elegant patterns against the white stucco of their house and dancing along the surface of the pool.

Y/n had scheduled the first appointment of the day with her doctor because she knew that she would be up early anyway. They still had time before they needed to leave their house, which Jensen would use to his advantage, taking extra time in the shower and getting dressed. Y/n on the other hand had already done that, so now she was trying to figure out something to occupy her mind until her husband made an appearance in the kitchen. When it seemed her breakfast was not going to make a reappearance, at least for now, she decided to put on some coffee for him and started the pan to make him an omelet.

Y/n was slipping the eggs onto a plate when Jensen made his appearance in the kitchen.

“You didn’t have to make me breakfast, I know how your stomach has been.” Jensen came up to her side and put his hand on the small of her back.

“I’m surprisingly okay this morning. Must be some sort of anxiety override.” She laughed as he kissed her cheek. Y/n grabbed him a fork as he turned to pour himself a cup of coffee. She slid the plate across the island as he sat down across from her.

“I was thinking,” Y/n spoke up from behind her mug of tea, “I mean, I know it’s still far too early, but I don’t want to find out the sex.”

“No?” Jensen quirked a brow at her, his mouth full of his breakfast, muffling the word on his tongue.

“There are few mysteries left in this world most days, and I just think this is one that would be exciting.”

“That’s fine with me.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, you aren’t wrong. Who cares about our baby’s genitals anyway?”

Y/n pursed her lips and bit back the emotion already bubbling up in her, instead, allowing herself to feel excited for now, “Then it’s settled.”

Jensen looked up at her then, a smile cracking on his face. He shook his head at the giddiness over taking his wife. With everything that she had been through lately, it was refreshing to see her truly smile again. He had missed that smile.

Jensen cleaned up the mess from her making his breakfast and the two were out the door to the doctor. The office was located in St. David’s North Austin Medical Center, over thirty minutes northeast of their home, depending on traffic. Y/n had been seeing Dr. Garcia as her gynecologist for years now, and she loved the woman and the attention she paid her patients.

The couple made their way inside the familiar building, checking in at the desk and waiting in the lobby for them to be called back. When the nurse came from them, she took Y/n’s weight, vitals, and asked the usual questions before giving her a cup for a urine sample. Once Y/n returned from the bathroom the nurse instructed her to get undressed from the waist down and cover herself with the provided blanket.

The room was silent as they waited for the doctor, neither of them quite sure what to say at the moment. There were too many questions that could only be answered by the doctor. Y/n had her eyes trained on the machine to her left when a knock came from the door before it opened. Jensen squeezed her hand as Dr. Garcia came in, a smile on her face.

“Y/n, it has been a while since I’ve seen you in here,” She noted as she pulled up her chart on the computer.

“Uh, yeah, that’s kind of why we are here now.” Y/n admitted, a sheepish smile on her face.

“Well, the urine sample you provided us confirms pregnancy.” Dr. Garcia continued to examine her chart, hitting some buttons in silence. “Looks based on the information provided, you are about eight weeks along now, which will give us an expected due date of February twenty-third, all of which I will confirm after an ultrasound. Tell me a little bit about how you are feeling.”

Y/n went into detail about her symptoms the past few weeks and the doctor gave her basic information on necessary diet changes as well as a prescription for a prenatal vitamin. She also handed over pamphlets to get the couple started.

“I’m going to do a vaginal ultrasound since the fetus is still small, take a few pictures, listen to the heartbeat, and then we will get you guys out here.” Y/n nodded, laying back on the exam table as the doctor pulled up the ultrasound machine and pulled up the footrest. She helped Y/n put her feet up in position.

“You’ll feel pressure,” Dr. Garcia talked Y/n through what she was doing, though it didn’t make the action any less uncomfortable. Jensen moved to stand near her head, never letting go of his grip on her hand. Both of them watched the screen with bated breath as the doctor searched for what was growing inside her. “Ah, there we go,”

A black spot made its way onto the otherwise white screen, in the center a small white bean-shaped figure. “That’s it?” Jensen asked, leaning in for a closer look.

“That’s it, and the little blip in the center there is its heartbeat.” Dr. Garcia pointed on the screen before taking a snapshot and starting her measurements. She hit a few more buttons and the rhythmic whoosh of the baby’s heart could be heard like a siren in the small room.

Jensen let out a small huff of air before he brushed away the hairs on Y/n’s forehead and placed a kiss there, his lips lingering for a second against her skin. There was no point in trying to hold back the tears anymore. The longer she stared at the screen, the more the realization of the fact that she had a tiny human growing inside of her began to take hold in her brain. Sure, she had known for a few weeks now, but not being able to see it on her body, finally having visual and audio proof had broken the dam in her head.

“I’ll print this picture and be right back. You can get dressed now.” Dr. Garcia smiled at the equally teary-eyed couple. Y/n finally broke her gaze from the computer to look up at her husband, her hand coming up to cup his jaw.

“Oh, Jay,” She sighed as she wiped away the tear that had fallen down his cheek with her thumb.

“I can’t believe this is really happening,” He breathed out, staring at his beautiful wife below him. There had been nights he dreamed about starting a family, the woman always a blurry figure in his mind. Now, with the actual woman staring back at him, he felt like his chest might explode. He loved her more than his own life, and he didn’t think it was possible to love a person more, but seeing this ultrasound had changed all that. There was enough room in his heart for someone else, and that was his child.

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Jensen dropped Y/n off at home before meeting Steve at the studio to work on their second album. His wife wanted to take a nap after not having gotten much sleep the night before, and he was more than happy to oblige her. If he was being honest, he would do anything for her right now as he continued to ride the high from their doctor’s appointment.

Y/n curled up on the couch with the television playing a soft jazz radio station and she fell asleep with ease. Most days, it felt like she slept better anywhere but her bed if her husband was not curled up next to her. The large king-sized mattress just felt too empty without him.

She woke up a few hours later, the sun now low in the sky. Y/n checked the time before cursing to herself and jumping out of the warm blanket she was curled up in. The trash would be coming their way soon, and in the excitement of the morning, she had forgotten to put it out. Slipping on a pair of sandals, she headed to the garage to grab the cans and drag them down the driveway. She pulled them to the end of the drive, making sure they would not be in her husband’s way when he returned.

Y/n pushed the recycling can to the side and something caught her eye. She squatted down, taking in the handful of used cigarette butts that were just barely visible against the stone of their driveway. A frown pursed her lips and she brushed the trash into the street before returning inside to find something to make for dinner.

Part 4: 12 Weeks Pregnant

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blackhakumen · 3 years ago

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Mini Fanfic #872: A Magical Duo (Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney)

7:23 p.m. at Outside of the Anything Wright Agency Apartment.......

'Door Open'

Trucy: (Smiles Brightly While Wearing a Kitty Cat Costume) Ready to get our Halloween Party on, Wocky-('GASPS')

Wocky: (Smiles Brightly While Wearing a Magician Costume) Hey, Truce! Nice costume.

Trucy: (Almost at a Loss of Words) Wocky.... Y-You're a Magician too!?

Wocky: ('Heh') I wish. It's just a costume I got from that Halloween store from across the streets. Though, I do remember bein' a fan of the whole magic shtick in general till I was bullied into not liking them anymore.

Trucy: (Immediately Starts Feeling Bad For Wocky) Oh you poor thing.....(Puts on a Pouty Look on her Face) I hate those stupid jerkfaces already.

Wocky: (Chuckles Lightly) Same! But that was like, what? A bunch of years ago? I was a little twerp back then.

Trucy: (Smiles Softly) I bet you were the most adorable little thing growing up!~

Wocky: (Shrugs) Eh. Ma did say I was cute as a button at the time. So there's that at least. (Smiles Brightly) And besides, I'm already dating the most beautiful magician in the world. So my magic dream isn't completely dead yet.

Trucy: (Heart Begins to Melt in Pure Happiness as She Pulls Wocky into a Loving Hug) I love you so much, Wocky~

Wocky: (Hugs His Girlfriend Back) Love you too, 'hon. So you're ready to get going?

Trucy: Hang on! Before we go anywhere, I need to go change first.

Wocky: (Raised an Eyebrow in Confusion) Really? What's wrong with the costume you got on now?

Trucy: Nothing. But since you're going as the magician, I figured I would be one too. (Eyes Begins to Sparkle in Excitement) We'll be the most magical duo of the party!~

Wocky: Nice. You're gonna wear the outfit you usually wear?

Trucy: Not quite. It'll be a little surprise. Mind waiting for me a little while longer again?

Wocky: Yeah. I don't mind. Take your time.

Trucy: (Squeals a Bit in Excitement) Eiiii!~ Thank you!~ (Kiss the Top of Wocky's Nose Before Quickly Going Back Inside the Apartment) BRB!~

'Door Close'

Wocky: ('Sighs a Bit Dreamingly') Ah man....The girl is something else entirely. I love that a lot.....Huh. Now that mentioned it....How DO these magicians are able to create magic so easily? 'Know it's secretive and everything, but it couldn't be too hard to master....right?

Wocky starts looking back and forth around his surroundings for a couple of seconds before he starts wiggling his fingers and spouts out.....

Wocky: ABRA KADAMBRA!

'Silence'

Wocky: Uh.....PRESTO!

'Silence'

Wocky: Ooh! I got it! Uhh....CHAKA LAKA BA-

Trucy: (From Inside the Apartment) Wocky-Kins!~

Wocky: Oh! (Immediately Returns to his Usual Posture) U-Uh...Yeah, babe!? You're done in there?

Trucy: Yep! (Opens the Door Wide Open While Wearing a Silver Magician Attire That Looks Almost the Same as her Usual One, and Doing Jazz Hands) Ta-da!~

Wocky: Huh. It looks pretty good. Is it like an upgrade to the original or somethin'?

Trucy: (Happily Nodded) Mmhmm. I actually wore this a few weeks ago on my last show. Which reminds me.....Wocky, would you like to be my one of my magical assistants someday?

Wocky: (Eyes Widened a Bit in Genuine Surprise) Wait. You.... actually want me to help you out with this whole magic gig? Wasn't 'Pollo your assistant at one point?

Trucy: Yeah. But now that he's been a lot more busy with work and Athena as of late, I kind of had to pick one of audiences to assist me on my recent shows. Plus, it would be so fun to have you aboard for the ride. Don'tcha think?

Wocky: Yeah, but....('Sigh') shit. Most of your shows I've seen are almost flawless. Last thing I wanna us to mess it all up.

Trucy: (Gently Grab Both of Wocky's Hands) Hey, you won't mess up out there. As long as the both of us starts practicing and rehearse every bit of routine until the main event arrives, I'm sure we'll do just fine. You just need to have more faith in yourself is all.

Wocky: (Nodded in Agreement) Yeah. You're right. I'll do my best not let you down.

Trucy: (Happily Hugs Wocky Again) You'll never let me down, dummy~ I promise you that we're in this together no matter what~

Wocky: (Smiles Softly) Yeah...Love you, Truce. I know I already told ya that, but-

Trucy: (Giggles Softly) I know, silly!~ I love you too. With all my heart.

@cyber-wildcat

@apollo-justice-for-all

@caleb13frede

@keyenuta

@26shann

@ma-lemons

@albion-93

@italian-love-cake

#ace attorney #trucy wright #wocky kitaki #apollo (mentioned)#athena cykes (mentioned)#cute romance #fluff #trucy x wocky #halloween month

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seacottons · 4 years ago

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this is a tumblr hug! send this to 10 of your favorite followers and don’t break the chain! ♡♡ (I love you more than I love cats my spongebob maniac/ coffee addict wifey)

more than cats? brb not gonna go cry or anything. i'll figure out why tumblr doesn't let me copy and paste this back in your inbox in the morning, but for now accept this heart in return <3

#latte fairy☕️#goofy goober asks

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mr-stjames-icon · 5 years ago

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@imcooperanderson

Too busy crying over Toy Story 3. BRB. Gonna go hug my Woody instead.

Is that what that was? I thought someone stepped on the cat. Which we are not keeping.

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subasekabang · 5 years ago

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Long Dream –Live Remix– (A Side)

Title: Long Dream –Live Remix– (A Side)

Rating: T

Word Count: 7598 total, 3758 this chapter

Characters: Coco, Joshua, Neku, Beat, OMC, OFC

Warnings: Major character death

Summary: Her Magnum Opus nears completion, and as her audience approaches, she hurriedly arranges one final rehearsal. Elaboration on a pet theory of mine, built out of Final Remix spoilers.

Every day streets are crowded with people

Every night streets are jammed with these noises

Things are so strange, are they real or a dream?

Where am I now, trapped in this city of illusion?

***

Neku surveyed his surroundings. It didn’t take him long to recognize them.

“This is Cat Street…”

“Yo, finally!” Beat said, running a few steps ahead. “We can get outta Shibuya from here! I’m so ready to be done with this crappy Game!”

Neku looked up the street, murmuring, “Unless the way ahead has been rearranged too…”

He tensed a bit as Coco stepped up behind him, the tiny Reaper saying, “No worries fam! See, the way ahead looks, like, totez clear! That super tough wall you guys just made it past must’ve been the last challenge!”

Neku’s eyes caught on the café just ahead. Even in this situation, it still sparked a very complicated emotion in his heart.

“Yo, whatchu waitin’ for,” Beat said, “an engaged invitation? Le’s go, man!”

Beat took off. Neku followed at a slower pace, saying, “Hold on! While we’re here, shouldn’t we ask Mr. H what’s going on?”

The other boy skidded to a halt. “Huh? You think the H-Man’s gonna tell us anything?”

“He might. We have time to spare—it can’t hurt to ask.”

Coco made a face as she walked up next to him. “Uuuuh, source? That guy, like, oozes bad vibes. You should totez just finish the Game! That’s all that matters, yeah?”

Neku shook his head. “I still want to know what’s going on. Out of the people who might actually know, Mr. H is the only one with an address. We might not get another chance.”

The Reaper rolled her eyes and shrugged. “I mean, I guess, but like, why risk it? The finish line is literally right in front of y’all—just cross it and end the Game. Then if you still wanna talk to Coffee Weirdo, just walk right back in and do it then! It’ll totez be less stressful once we’re off the clock!”

Beat nodded. “Yeah, man! We gotta get this over with either way. Plus we might get an explanation jus’ for winnin’! We’ll keep the H-Man as a back-up plan, aight?”

Neku crossed his arms. “I still feel like this would be less risky.”

“Aw c’mon!” Coco said, skipping down the sidewalk. “You srsly need to chill, Neku! Let’s just finish the Game already. Besidez…while we stand here chatting, the other Players are still fighting Noise and stuff. Like, uh, Shiki? Do it for her!”

“Right: Shiki and Rhyme is still out there, Phones!” Beat said. “We gotta end the Game now!”

With a sigh, Neku grumbled, “…Alright, I guess we shouldn’t keep them waiting. But soon as we’re done, I’m coming back to get answers.”

The three of them ran down Cat Street, with Coco trailing farther and farther behind. Eventually she came to a stop, and just watched the boys continue with a wide grin on her face.

“Ugh, finally,” she said to herself. “This pair was WAY more stubborn than the last, 7.8/10 too much effort.”

Neku noticed they had lost her just as he and Beat ran over the city limits. The next thing he noticed was pain. Intense, searing pain, like his entire body was on fire. Judging by the way Beat had toppled over on the ground, the same thing was happening to him. Neku fell to his knees as the agony worsened.

“What’s…happening…?!”

Coco slowly approached them, taking care to not actually cross the limits. “This is fine! All according to keikaku. Congratz on winning the Reaper’s Game: Expert Mode! Oh btw, keikaku means plan.”

Beat cried out suddenly. Black and red flames consumed him, burning brightly for a few seconds before vanishing, leaving not even ashes in their wake. Neku’s eyes widened in horror.

“What did you do to him?!” Neku demanded.

“Erased him, duh,” Coco said. “Though technically wasn’t me, actually my baby that did it.”

“What?!”

“He needs loads of food to grow up big and strong. I’ve tried, like, a gazillion different things, and the Soul of super tough Players like you two is what works the best by far! ty so much!”

The pain only grew. Neku screamed, doing all he could to endure it despite knowing he was failing.

Coco put a hand to her ear. “Mmmm whatcha say? Couldn’t make that out.”

It wasn’t long before the flames consumed Neku as well, and then he too was gone. Coco put her hands on her hips and smiled. The world around her shifted, wavering like a mirage until it all melted into one swirling void of bluish clouds. Before her spawned a massive creature: a tapir with purple skin and six tusks, yellow tattoo-like protrusions in the shape of flames erupting all across its form. Its red eyes focused squarely on Coco.

“Yay! Look at you, you absolute unit! You’re, like, so strong now you could body anyone!”

Coco threw herself onto the tapir’s trunk, hugging it tightly—the creature gave a guttural rumble in response. She could sense its power increasing, and giggled happily as she took a step back. The tapir lowered its head and nudged her gently.

“Okay, okay.”

Reaching up, she scratched the tapir’s trunk. It tilted its head and squeaked.

“Aw, who’s a good boy?”

Coco hopped up to the top of its head, lying down so she could reach far enough to scratch behind its ear. The tapir lifted its trunk and trumpeted happily, then floated up and down in place, jostling Coco only the smallest amount.

“Haha, very good, such cute, wow!”

Soon it settled down. Coco propped up her head with one hand, continuing to slowly pet the tapir with the other, and let out a long sigh.

“Tapez my dude, I’m, like, so glad I have you. ngl you’re kinda my bff.”

The tapir grunted, swinging its trunk slightly. Coco swayed along.

“I dunno when it’s going down…but I’mma make sure you get through it. You’re one of my peeps too now! So it’s a legit promise!”

Coco extended her pinky. The tapir inclined its head a little and flexed its claws.

“Oooooh right. Well, still totez binding lol.”

She pressed her face against the tapir’s skin, letting her eyes close.

“Aaaaaah, we’re almost there, Tapez. Should just need, like, another few rounds and you’ll be a prime example of the ideal Noise body! Though tbh if the next pair is as annoying as this one, totez just gonna yeet them straight into your stomach.”

Her phone chimed. She opened one eye to look at the screen, and then rolled onto her back and groaned loudly, kicking her legs about in frustration.

“Uuuugh for real? Fine, whatevs.” She paused to pet the tapir one more time. “Sorry Tapez, I gotta bounce. brb and then we’ll go find you some more treats!”

The tapir squeaked a farewell, and then Coco stood up and shut her eyes again. Focusing her power, she elevated her Vibe and reached out with her mind to feel for the world she wanted to travel to; after so many times, it was easy for her, and in mere seconds she had concrete beneath her feet. Opening her eyes, Coco looked up at the skyline of Shinjuku and smiled brightly.

I love my city tbh.

***

Feel the people, hear the voices

They are reaching out to catch you

Feel the rhythms, hear the noises

You are beating all the visions

***

Coco moved through the city at a slow pace. Shinjuku was a travel hub, a place that was purely transient for most: each moment was fleeting, but each brought something new, something different, and that everlasting tumultuous tide of life fascinated Coco in a way nothing ever had before. Each second was something wholly unique, and she never wanted to miss even one of them. She spun around on a corner, taking it all in, and just laughed to herself.

“Having fun, Atarashi?”

Her good mood was spoiled instantly. She grimaced over her shoulder to see Joshua standing there, looking every bit as smug as she remembered him.

“fml what are you even doing here Kiryu?” she asked, turning around and crossing her arms in a huff. “Can’t you, like, take a hint?”

“Nice to see you too.” He raised a hand to his chin. “Hm. I’m curious: why is it you hold onto your wings even in the RG?”

Gesturing to them, Coco said, “Aesthetic.”

“…And what aesthetic would that be, exactly?”

“fyi I’m headed to a super important meeting rn so unless you’re finally ready to fite me irl then I, like, don’t even want to hear it.”

Joshua chuckled and brushed aside a lock of hair, which only made him seem even more smug and made Coco even angrier. “Stimulating as that has the potential to be, we’d both be in quite a bit of trouble with the folks upstairs if we were to have a skirmish.”

“Oooooh good point,” she said as she turned away. ��And I bet you’re, like, already in hot water after the way you went off.”

“Nothing to worry about on that front. I’ve spoken with my Producer and he assures me the matter has been put to bed. Things in Shibuya will be staying the way they are.”

Coco spun around. “WTF?! You two are out of trouble just like that? I literally have no words!”

“Hm? Why, I would assume your Producer has been apprised of the details as well. Has he not passed them along to you yet?”

There was a short delay, and then Coco glanced aside and grumbled, “That must be why he sent me that txt…”

“I take it you’ve been too busy with your side project to stay on top of the paperwork.”

Coco locked eyes with Joshua. He was still smug, that would never change, but now there was a deadly undercurrent to his words that demanded Coco’s attention.

“tf are you even talking about?” Coco asked. “You really need to stay in your lane, Kiryu.”

“That’s rich, coming from you.”

“Explain.”

“Well for starters, I know you’ve been poking around my city.”

“omg! Tourism is a crime now?”

“Considering our circumstances I believe it falls more under ‘corporate espionage’.”

“It’s totez hilair to me that you consider the UG a corporation.”

“Setting that aside for the moment, there’s also the fact that you’ve been shirking your duties as Composer to jaunt off to an alarming number of parallel worlds as of late.”

Coco smirked. “Aw, u just jelly I can travel between worlds without needing to call an Uber to get back.”

Joshua shrugged. “I admit, it’s a skill I’ve yet to master—even my alternate selves seem to have difficulty with it. One came to call on me recently, you know. Said something about a bizarre Noise erasing two former Players in his world.”

Yawning loudly, Coco said, “Kiryu can I, like, get a tl;dr?”

Joshua’s face began to darken, the undercurrent gradually rising towards the surface. “Well Atarashi, it certainly sounds like you’ve been attacking alternate Shibuyas. If so, that’s something I believe qualifies as ‘in my lane’. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Coco cackled. “Pffft omg are u srs? I am DECEASED y’all, the guy who just tried to wipe his whole city is acting protective up in this bitch! lmaoooooo!”

Joshua stared hard at her. “Coco, do think for a moment: how do you suppose the Higher Plane would react to this news?”

“What, are you, like, planning to tell them? If you’ve got some proof then hmu.”

Joshua didn’t answer.

“lol that’s what I thought, smdh you better sit down Kiryu. Even if I were, like, messing with parallel worlds or whatevs, why would the Higher Plane even care? Angels from this world have no jurisdiction there. It’s free real estate.”

Slowly, Joshua nodded. “…Alright. Perhaps you have a point. Let’s leave the Higher Plane out of this hypothetical. The only one you need to be concerned with…is me.”

The air suddenly felt very heavy. Coco actually needed to remind herself to breathe, but she made sure her reaction wasn’t obvious.

“So, Atarashi. Explain to me why you’ve been killing Neku in so many parallel worlds. And, do try your best to make it a very good explanation.”

Coco brought her hands up to her face, twisting slightly away. “lololol I’m confused. Mad cuz I beat your record? Or want to make sure I don’t off this world’s copy of Edge Head before you can tell him he’s worthy of your grace? Honestly? I ship it.”

Joshua paused. “Neku himself isn’t the issue here. But if you’re making a move into my territory—“

“Yeah yeah yeah, cuz you care, like, SO much about your territory! I am SHOOK seeing you come in here acting like the authority on protecting your peeps! I could learn so much about my job from watching you!”

“I’m feeling a bit of déjà vu. I could have sworn I’ve already told you that a Composer’s job is simply to judge their people, and that it is only the existence and boundaries of their respective UG that require protection.”

Coco covered her mouth. “omg! Why would you say something so controversial yet so brave?” She dropped her hands and stuck out her tongue. “jk obv you’re full of it.”

“I don’t see why I should need to divulge my motivations to you of all people,” Joshua mumbled, “but if you must know…I was under the impression that Shibuya was not worth keeping around. Now that I’ve seen it still holds potential, I of course have every intention of preserving the seeds that I’ve sown.”

Coco scowled at him, but didn’t speak at first. Nearly a minute passed before she said, “Then tbh? I’m not your enemy.”

Joshua’s eyebrows went up.

“It’s, like, only a matter of time before a new kind of Game starts up Kiryu. Their Game. And I’m gonna be mad prepared when it does. If you had literally a single brain cell you’d totez be doing the same thing.”

By the time she was done, Joshua’s eyes had narrowed down to a suspicious glare. “Surely you’re not referring to the party I’m assuming?”

“Like, who else?”

Joshua stared down his nose at Coco as he considered his next move. Coco grunted, drew out her phone, and checked her messages.

“My, you truly are impossible to figure out,” Joshua sighed.

Coco gave her best Clearly Fake Smile and replied, “Because you’re an expert at that lol. I’m nothing compared to your galaxy brain.”

“I think I could do it if not for that absurd…shall we call it a dialect?”

“Uh, this is how people talk now? Hello? If you knew anything about people, then like, you’d already know that, but as always you have 0 friends so buh-bye.”

“…Hm. And, exactly how many friends do you have, Atarashi?”

Coco frowned.

Joshua turned. “But, alright. If this is some plan to deal with the Inferno, then I’ll drop the matter for now. But, one thing I’d like to make clear before I go.” He took one last glance back at her, eyes full of ice. “I will not tolerate any interference in this world’s Shibuya.”

He was off without another word. Coco suppressed the urge to shudder, turning back to her phone and mumbling half-formed syllables as she made herself look busy. She looked back up to be sure that he was gone, and then sighed and tucked her phone away, gazing over Shinjuku once more as she waited for the tension to leave her body. It was immediately replaced by joy.

“omg whoops. Rōjin is totez still waiting orz.”

***

Is it angels? Is it devils?

Whispering in my ears

Is it emotions? Is it illusions?

I need to be with you

***

Coco poked her head through the shrine’s gate. Looking up the path, she could see a bald, tan-skinned man with a stoic face sitting at the building’s entrance, his eyes already locked onto her. She flinched.

“Uuuuh what’s up gamers?” she blurted as she stumbled forward. “I know I’m, like, totez late, but I have a tru legit reason for it, get a load of this!”

The man was Seiji Rōjin, owner of the shrine and also Shinjuku’s Producer. He offered not a single word as Coco hurriedly explained her encounter with Joshua to him. When she was done, he nodded and closed his eyes; Coco looked around awkwardly for a few seconds, and then took a seat next to him.

“You must leave your Opus be,” he ultimately said.

Coco started. “Uh, excuse me? Abandon all my hard work just because that nerd doesn’t want me near his bf? I think the heck not!”

Rōjin opened his eyes to look at her.

“…Um? Something else?”

“The Higher Plane demands a Game.”

Coco blinked. Then she rolled back, digging her fingers into her scalp and shouting, “AAAAAAARGH, srsly?! I know I haven’t held a Game in, like, forev, but can’t they just let me handle thingz down here? Please say sike!”

Rōjin said nothing. As she accepted the reality of the situation, Coco’s heart sank.

“But…Tapez…” She groaned. “…Is, like, a teeny bit of faith in me too much to ask? They know I’ve got mad skillz! When you taught me how to make Tapez, you said I was one of only, like, three Composers whomst’ve ever been able to control Magnum Opus Noise—they should be totez impressed with me already!”

“The Higher Plane demands more of your position than mere talent,” Rōjin said. “It demands discipline.”

Coco pulled herself back into a sitting position. “I am, like, sooo disciplined! I legit wanted to tear Kiryu’s face off, but I didn’t!” She got back on her feet as she went on, “Like, sure, this is about Shinjuku, but the whole reason I’m working on Tapez is so he can protect my peeps! Making sure he’s bad enough to dunk on anyone is literally The Best Thing I can be doing rn! The Inferno is out there, you know, somewhere, and we dunno when they’re gonna throw hands! And now I have to take time out of my counterattack schedule to run some basic-ass Game?”

She whirled back to face Rōjin. He didn’t say anything. Coco stared at him for a few moments, realizing she was getting a headache.

“…heck. We don’t really have much of a choice, do we? If the Higher Plane wants a Game so bad, then like, we gotta pull together a Game. Tapez will just have to chill for a week I guess.”

Coco put a hand to her head as she trudged past Rōjin for the door.

“Ugh, lemme see, the Conductor obvs needs to show, and we should probably @ all the Officers too. idk who’s gonna be the GM this week but they—“

The pain in her head suddenly turned sharp. She paused mid-step.

“…they…”

Her vision blurred, then went dark. And then she saw Shinjuku again, but it was…different, somehow. As if viewed through some sort of filter. She saw the streets, the people, and then a glowing red symbol up in the sky—and then the streets were empty. Not a single soul was left in Shinjuku. No, not quite, next she saw one person: a girl who slowly walked forward with a blank look in her eyes. The girl stared straight ahead, but couldn’t see Coco. Still, she opened her mouth to speak.

“All that’s left in the world is me.”

Coco gasped as the shrine came back into focus. At first she was too surprised to make any sense of the event. But as she breathed, she processed it, and her eyes shot wide as pure dread came over her.

“Uh…a-ah…I…”

Rōjin stood, watching her with furrowed brow. Coco’s entire body shook as she turned to face him.

“I…I saw it again…!”

She jumped forward and grabbed Rōjin’s shirt.

“It was the same vision! You remember, right? From, like, WAY back when I first asked you about Magnum Opus Noise? I saw it again! Shinjuku was erased—it was an Inversion! I-I…” She looked down as tears started to form in her eyes. “I haven’t seen anything since that day…why now? Is…is the Inferno about to attack Shinjuku? Is that what this means?! Are we out of time?!”

She felt a hand on her head. Looking up, she saw Rōjin staring back at her, his face as calm and stoic as ever. Coco swallowed hard, and then exhaled slowly.

“R-Right…right.” She managed a chuckle. “Like, look at me, crying in the club like a little bitch! Thanks bunchez, Rōjin.”

She stepped away and wiped her eyes on her sleeve. Coco found herself looking up at the sky, as if to verify what she had seen hadn’t actually come true…at least, not yet. The same skyline greeted her. But this time, she just couldn’t feel happy about it. This time, it made her feel resolute. She turned back to Rōjin.

“Sorry fam. But I, like, can’t just sit on my ass and play a Game rn. The Higher Plane might not be convinced, but I just know the Inferno’s on their way to end my whole career, and I’m not about to take that.”

Rōjin paused. Then, with a single nod, he said, “Mood.”

Coco giggled. “omg, you’re, like, literally the worst!”

She left the shrine and made her way back up the street, thinking, Dunno how much more time I have to beef up Tapez. My boi’s totez strong, but I can’t be too careful, and probs don’t have much time for last minute boosts. I need to, like, think of how else I can improve his chances…

Her feet slowed, and she looked back at the shrine.

…Hm. I wonder what she would think?

Coco crossed her arms.

I mean, she’s gonna be totez disappointed there’s no Game. But like, she’s still my Conductor, yeah? If I can’t trust her to back me up, then who can I trust?

She turned and got moving again.

At the v least I gotta ask. Whatever it takes…my Shinjuku is going to survive.

***

Every day noises are killing these people

Every night noises are waiting for me but

Don’t run away, we’ve got no time left to fear

Where are you now, still it’s showing me illusions

#TWEWY #TWEWY Bang 2019 #The World Ends With You #Subarashiki Kono Sekai #World Ends With You #fanfic #submission

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augustheads · 5 years ago

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im gonna go hug my cat.... that song made me so sad and want hug her so brb

#kat speaks

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arcadiaoaksusedbooks · 5 years ago

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Two magical sisters texting, Part 1

Under readmore for length (sorry mobile users)

Nadia: Hey, Elisi! Just got your card! Thank you so much, it’s really funny and touching. Always thinking of you, your sister, Nadia.

Elisi: Hi, sis! Good to hear from you. Glad you got the card okay. How’s the store doing these days?

Nadia: Oh, can’t complain. Getting the usual crowds in now that school is winding down for the summer. Are you still a warden for the national parks? How has that been lately?

Elisi: Just for Noatak. It’s been fine, yet another decline in wildlife. The snow’s all melted, so we should be seeing birds and elk and all the usual suspects, but it’s been really quiet in the basin. Nothing that hasn’t happened before.

Nadia: Maybe noone’s come out of hibernation yet?

Elisi: We don’t have much that hibernates. Some rabbits, foxes, and weasels. Saw plenty of those at the first snow melt. And there’s tons of fish, plants and berries, so the ecosystem isn’t hurting any. So I know the herds didn’t move from lack of food.

Nadia: Hmm. Well, you’re the expert. If it’s happened before, then there shouldn’t be anything to worry about.

Elisi: Yep yep

Elisi: Did you get birthday wishes from anyone else?

Nadia: It’s still two weeks away, so no.

Nadia: How is the family doing?

Elisi: Great! Grandbaby hatched a month ago!

Nadia: Congradulations!

Elisi: ((picture of a newborn Krampus troll, fuzzy, black, yellow eyes open like a cat that just saw the red dot))

Nadia: So this is great x16 grandbaby?

Elisi: Eh, I don’t bother with that stuff anymore. It’s just a grandbaby from now on.

Nadia: Grannie!

Elisi: Shush

Nadia: Grannie, grannie, sixteen generations removed!

Elisi: Hey, it wasn’t that long! Stop making me feel old!

Nadia: Great

Elisi: Stop

Nadia: Great

Elisi: I’ll block your number

Nadia: Hee hee

Elisi: Anyway, pic was of Orsan. You really should come by and visit everyone before they forget you again.

Nadia: It’s been so long, I don’t think I know anyone at your house anymore.

Elisi: Fol is still here. He still remembers you.

Nadia: I remember Fol. Give him hugs and kisses for me.

Elisi: Will do

Elisi: Brb, gotta make dinner.

Nadia: Ah, so do I. Let’s chat later.

Elisi: Yep yep. Talk to you later.

(A day later)

Nadia: Hi, Elisi! You free?

Elisi: Sure. What’s up?

Nadia: One of my customers gave me a birthday present!

Elisi: Really? That’s cool. What’s the title?

Nadia: Actually, it’s a figurine they painted. It’s really well done; I didn’t think anyone in town painted sculptures at all.

Elisi: Oh, cool! So, is it going in your shop?

Nadia: Yep! Lemme take a picture.

Elisi: (laughing emoji face) Need me to tell you how?

Nadia: No, I got it. One sec.

Nadia: ((picture of a small statue, lined up next to three dictionaries for reference. It’s a four legged, furry animal with a fox-like face, bulging eyes, and two tiny antlers sticking from behind it’s mouse like ears. It has four clawed feet and a furry tail with a large bushel of fur at the very end. It’s colored in pinks and greens, and given a glossy sheen.))

Nadia: The eyes weird me out a little, but it looks like a fey creature. It’s very creative! What do you think?

(There’s no response from Elisi for five minutes.)

Nadia: Elisi? Are you there?

Elisi: That looks just like the small statues I’m finding around the park, and around town. Most of them are broken, but I recognize that head. Where did the kid say they found it?

Nadia: I didn’t ask. I just assumed they made it or bought it from a store.

Elisi: I found three broken ones around the park by the river. And when I came into town, I saw some kids playing with some intact ones. I ask where they got them, and they insisted they made them. Their grandpa had more.

Nadia: Maybe it’s a popular thing on the Internet? Alora knows about that kind of stuff.

Elisi: Maybe?

Elisi: If it is, someone’s littering, and I don’t tolerate that in my park.

Nadia: How were the ones you found painted as?

Elisi: They weren’t painted yet. They’re just rock. Still. Not appreciating this.

Nadia: Well, if my customer comes back, I’ll ask about it. I’m sure it’s a silly internet thing. I’ll ask Alora.

Elisi: Sure.

Elisi: And again, happy early birthday!

Nadia: Thank you!

(Same day)

Nadia: Hey, Alora, are you busy?

Alora: Not for my favorite sister. How’s you?

Nadia: Good. A customer gave me an early birthday present!

Alora: Wait. Birthday?

Alora: Shit. I forgot you changed it again. I’ll get you something.

Nadia: Aw, that’s okay.

Nadia: ((sends the picture of her statue))

Alora: (laughing while crying emoji) OMG WTF even IS that?

Nadia: You don’t know?

Alora: Nope. Why, what is it?

Nadia: One of the kids said they painted it for me. I showed it to Elisi and she said she’s finding these statues everywhere at work and in town.

Alora: Huh. Haven’t seen or heard of anything like that.

Alora: The colors are awful. Those buggy eyes are killing it for me.

Alora: Like someone tried to make a jackalope having never seen one before.

Alora: Or made the unholy baby of a jackalope and the word’s smallest furry Godzilla.

Alora: ...

Alora: This would probably meme up a storm in the right place.

Nadia: Okay, okay, I get it.

Alora: It’s like

Alora: Steward Little had sex with the Geiko gecko.

Nadia: STOP!

Alora: (laughing emoji) Okay, okay.

Nadia: It was a gift, so it’s still going in my shop.

Alora: Is it ceramic? The colors are too dull to be ceramic.

Nadia: No, it was heavy. I think it’s solid rock.

Alora: Huh. Actually, that’s a little weird. I’ve painted ceramics and sculptures in my day, and I can tell you that either one is time consuming. Sculptures, well, you gotta chip away the rock carefully to get the right shape. That level of detail probably took months! I mean, look at the fur! Is that all carved or a painting technique?

Nadia: Oh, it was all solid, not painted that way. So, that must have been carved too.

Alora: You said it was one of the kids? The school kids that’s in your store all the time?

Nadia: Yeah.

Alora: High school?

Nadia: Yes. Why?

Alora: That’s a lot of dedication and skill for a high schooler. Wouldn’t it be easier to make a ceramic figure? Than carve solid rock?

Nadia: Arcadia is a weird town. I wouldn’t put it past someone to make this a hobby. The kids here aren’t on such tight schedules as you might think.

Alora: Alright. But the thing is just ugly.

Alora: I’m gonna take a picture of it when I visit and put it on the internet. And make you internet famous.

Nadia: Ugly statue woman?

Alora: I can do better.

Alora: Frograt.

Nadia: It doesn’t look like a frog.

Alora: Dose eyes.

Alora: Frograt.

Nadia: It doesn’t look like a rat either.

Alora: Frograt.

Nadia: Oh, do whatever you like.

Alora: I’ll split the earnings with you.

Nadia: How much do memes make?

Alora: If you plan everything out carefully with copywrites, it’s a wealthy $0

Nadia: Oh you!

Alora: Seriously, I’ll come visit after summer, if you don’t come visit first.

Nadia: Sounds like a plan to me.

Alora: Which one?

Nadia: You coming to visit. I’m not really a beach person.

Alora: Fine, fine. I’ll swing by in Sept.

Nadia: Yes!

Alora: Gotta go, lots of beach stuff to do.

Nadia: Alright, I’ll talk to you later.

Alora: When you talk to Elisi again, let her know that I still wanna punch her in the face.

Nadia: What?! Why?!

Alora: It’s a running gag. Don’t worry. (laughing emoji)

Nadia: Oh, okay.

Nadia: Have a good one, Alora.

Alora: TTYL

(Two days later)

Alora: (sends a picture of a similar creature statue, curling in fear of something, uncolored)

Alora: Nadia

Nadia: What is that?

Alora: Found this and three others like it on the beach. We need to talk.

Nadia: Why? What’s wrong?

Alora: This is K-Spar.

Alora: This is a troll.

Nadia: That

Nadia: Doesn’t look like any troll I’ve seen before

Alora: You said Elisi saw a bunch like these at her park?

Nadia: Yes

Alora: Have you found any?

Nadia: No, just the one given to me.

Nadia: Is something going on?

Alora: I don’t have Elisi’s number. Can you give it to me so I can talk to her about this?

Nadia: Why?

Alora: Hunch.

Nadia: Okay. I’ll try to find any info I can on this.

Nadia: So these statues are tiny, dead trolls?

Alora: There’s no mistaking the texture. This one looks like it got a face full of sunlight.

Alora: Are you telling Mother War that she doesn’t know what a dead troll looks like?

Nadia: No, I just want to be certain.

Alora: Me too.

Alora: Calling Elisi now, thanks Nadia.

Nadia: I wish you well. I’ll try to research what I can. Talk to you soon.

#prose #Shard Sisters #The Noatak Horror

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WHY CAN I NEVER SLEEP WHEN I NEED TO SLEEEEEEP

aaa i’ve been really ill and i didnt get enough sleep yesterday and last week so i really need to take a good ol afternoon nap here i mean why the fuck did i even oversleep til 3pm?? i need to get back to sleep cos i’m still Totally Dying Here

but then AAAAAAAAAA I just got an email from the Re:Legend team!! that really cool game I kickstarted backed for like £700!! They’re opening the mailbox for people’s entries who bought the design a monster tier, and it doesnt say when the deadline is and AAAA I basically did nothing towards designing my monster since last august aaaaa i forgot about it cos there was such a long break between the kickstarter ending and now...

so like FUCK should I just buy a bunch of Monster Energy and try and blitz draw as fast as I can?? I’m already dizzy from sleep deprivation but i mean i cant get to sleep anyway now that im so excited for this!! I can be awake and tired and unable to draw good or i can be awake and buzzed as fuck and dying but DRAWING SWEET MONSTROS

also i also have to design an npc and a weapon aaaa and they say ‘make your anime you to have a place in the game!’ but like.. I literally cannot make a me cos yknow Gender. I don’t know if they’d accept a nonbinary character, or like.. if I’d have the same situation as poor Corlal from Summon Night and get turned male in the dub because ‘its easier’ >_> I just know that the game’s team was talking about how they probably won’t be able to give an answer on whether gay marriage options will be in the game until much later in development. They want to do it but gay marriage isn’t legalized yet in the country the game is being made in, and they’re being published by square enix so we also dunno how much impact they’d have on changing stuff in the game. So yeah I wanted to maybe just make a random npc to fit into the universe instead. But my first idea was ‘gay blacksmith man who loves you’ so EVIDENTELLY I AM NO GOOD AT THIS (i might put him in one of my own projects tho lol, he has a really cool tattoos! his personality is a bit too similar to Blair tho so maybe not in my big dating sim idea. Or maybe I could give blair his tattoos??) And then AAAA they already have a really cool grandpa that I cannot defeat :( look at this grandpa u guys

he’s the mayor and he’s cool and i am very excited to learn more about his personality and stuff cos he looks very silly! HE’S A VENTRILOQUIST WITH AN OWL AND HE ALSO LOOKS LIKE ONE

also this is my current fave of the revealed monsters

and this is my second fave

and this is my third fave

and these are all the cool weapon types and seriously I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT TO DESIGN AAA SHOULD I MAKE ONE OF EACH???

(also greatsword, dual blade, bow and magic staff which were the first revealed and don’t have a fancy splash image)

and just generally AAAAA dis game AAAA I dont wanna miss the deadline and not get a chance to leave a mark on it but also AAAA I don;t know how to draw like fifty things in a week and not have them look terrible and especially if i’m wasting half that week on recovering from illness! SO yeah FUCK U BRAIN AND GOOD HEALTHFULNESS i’m gonna go buy way too many energy drinks and Die

brb lol

...

OH OH OH ONE THING BEFORE I GO, DUH, OMG

here’s a refresher on my monster design so far its name is sombul and it is a sleepy peep WHICH IS IRONIC COS IM GONNA GO INSOMNIAC TO FINISH IT

not sure which colourscheme is better

possible idea if the backer monsters are allowed to have breedable colours/patterns like the regular monsters are

kinda shitty scribbles of a prevolution maybe??

cos the reason I’m so AAAA right now is that we have to have a three stage evo line and i don’t know what else to give it? I had a vague idea for a final form but no clue what to go in-between, so then i was thinking maybe this is the in-between and it has a baby form but i couldnt think of any designs that weren’t just the same thing but smaller T_T final form idea is like a big spoopy four armed ghost knight with an aesthetic similar to NiGHTS but buff? but it’d still be the same scaredy cat sleepy hug monster, it just evolved to look scary so people will leave it alone XD maybe name it Lucidfer or something else thats a pun on awake? or man i don’t know if I’d be allowed to make it a two stage evo??? or a branching one so its still three monsters but in a different order?? I may as well design all of these ideas and be like ‘pick whichever one fits the game best’, i guess? MAKE MORE WORK FOR YOURSELF, BUNNI, THATS A SMART IDEA

aaaa now i will go shove caffeine in my face and die brbrbrbbrbbbbb

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