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teruthecreator · 3 years ago

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sweet surprises

lord forgive me for the cringe i’m about to post. i fully blame this post and this post for planting the seeds of berdley having a crush on kris in my brain. also shouts out to izel for listening to me go insane at 3 AM about this.

anyways, here’s a thing.

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Excitement is in the air.

Unlike the usual calm monotony of life at school, things recently have been quite...electric. Not because of the portal to the Dark World hidden behind the door of the closet, or the adventures had by a select group of students through the portal in the Librarby a few days ago. No, this isn’t about that.

This is about the Sadie Hawkman’s Dance. The once-a-year phenomenon where the school puts on its best interpretation of a formal dance for the incredibly small number of students who attend class. Students buzz in excitement for the event, preparing their most formal outfits and getting ready to dazzle their friends and fellow classmates with their dramatic entrances into the auditorium.

And, of course, there’s the all important ritual of asking someone to the dance.

There’s already been a few proposals made this week. Jockington rolled into class like a hula hoop and asked Catti to be his “best bro” for the dance, to which she happily agreed. (And by that, I mean she looked up from her phone, smiled, said not a single word, and went back to typing.) Temmie loudly announced to the class that she would be taking her egg, which was somehow...embarrassed that she mentioned it. And, of course, Noelle finally managed to work up enough courage to ask Susie to the dance. It was done in an incredible display of candy canes that spelled out the phrase: “CAN(E) YOU BE MY DATE TO THE DANCE?” Unfortunately, Susie was about halfway through scarfing the display down before she realized what it said. She then began choking on one of the candy canes out of disbelief, which wound her in the nurse for the rest of the day. But, when she could speak again, she very quietly agreed to Noelle’s proposal (and, if you happened to be a fly on the wall in that room, you could hear a tail thump rhythmically against the doctor’s bench as she did so).

Kris was pleased with everything. They were happy to see their friends so happy together. A long time coming, if you asked them. And they’d be just as happy attending the dance solo, since they’ll undoubtedly be dragged along by Susie. They’d never gone to the dance before--never had a reason to, truth be told. But with their newfound friends, they may just enjoy being a wingman for the night.

...Speaking of wingmen, Berdly will probably be going solo as well. Unsurprising, but Kris makes a mental note to ensure the bird will be in attendance. As much as he is kind of a lot sometimes, he’s their friend. And Kris is going to make sure all of their friends are having fun at that dance!

They walk into class thinking of this (surprisingly early, for a change), which is why they almost miss the massive display sitting boldly atop their desk. They freeze the instant it catches their eye and, for a second, they almost believe it isn’t real. Like some leftover thoughts of the Dark World lingering in their vision. But, after wiping their eyes and seeing that it’s still there, they decide to approach and...investigate.

The display is expertly crafted by someone who clearly knows their way around a glue gun. It is a heart-shaped arch that is decorated with a myriad of printed illustrations of Super Smashing Fighters Melee characters, all having cut-outs to hold different bars of chocolate. There are also numerous origami hearts glued around the characters on the arch, in colors spanning across the rainbow. The arch is painted in swirls of blues, pinks, and reds and covered with a border of glitter that sprinkles onto the desk when Kris reaches out to pluck a chocolate bar from its perch. On the desk itself is a big origami heart that says “TO KRIS” in gold calligraphy. It is by far one of the coolest, nicest, cheesiest things Kris has ever seen.

They look up from the display to see if anyone else is seeing this shit, and that’s when it all clicks.

Because sitting at the front of the classroom, fidgeting way more than normal, is Berdly. He keeps interlocking his ankles underneath his desk before unlocking them and kicking the air, turning around every half-second or so to try and catch Kris’s reaction. From the brief moments Kris can see the front of him, they notice he’s not in his usual white collared shirt and black khaki shorts. Instead, his shirt is buttoned all the way up, with a nice blue bowtie tied around his neck. He also traded out his khaki shorts for a pair of dress pants that look to be a tad too long for his legs. He keeps reaching up to smooth out the feathers on his head, which immediately stick back up from stress.

Now, Kris may be a straight B student, but they’re not stupid. Context clues are a very good thing, and all signs point to Berdly as the culprit of this public display of...affection?

Beyond Berdly is Ms. Alphys at her desk, who shoots Kris a look of deep understanding and maybe...guilt? She looks at Berdly for a split second and shrugs her shoulders, indicating he was probably in here long before she was and so she had no way of stopping him from leaving it there.

Kris looks back down at the display and picks up the large origami heart. As they begin to unfold it, they see a sprawling letter written in the same flashy calligraphy. Kris squints at the letters--they’re dyslexic, so everything kind of just looks like spaghetti on paper. Still, they’re able to make out the largely printed question of “WILL YOU GO TO THE DANCE WITH ME?” with no issue.

Huh, guess they won’t be going to the dance alone after all…? It’s a little confusing as to why Berdly would want to go with them, though. Like, they’ve hung out a little bit--usually whenever Berdly wanted a “worthy rival” to play video games with, he would come over and Kris would whoop his ass for a few hours. And, of course, there were the recent events in the Cyber World; but Kris is pretty sure them and Susie had thoroughly convinced Noelle and Berdley that that was all a dream. So, why them?

They’re lost in this train of thought for so long that they don’t even notice the other kids enter the room until they suddenly hear:

“Yo, Kris???????? What the heck is this thing????” Susie’s voice doesn’t startle them, but it is loud enough to get them to look up. Susie is standing next to their desk, looking at the display with genuine amazement thinly masked by disgust. She’s also loud enough to basically stop the whole class (who were all muttering amongst themselves about it anyway), which gives Kris only a second to gaze around the room before--

SLAM!

The door to the classroom slams shut, leaving one seat unoccupied.

Berdley’s.

“This thing’s got chocolate on it????” Susie continues to marvel at the display while Kris looks at the door, frowning. They feel...bad. It isn’t Berdley’s fault for trying to fit in with the other kids' proposals; he admitted to feeling like he needs to do more just to stand out enough for people to acknowledge him back in the Dark World. And this thing is really...thoughtful! The characters are all ones Kris typically mains, or ones they know Berdley mains, which means he remembers things about Kris. And the chocolate is a given, but it is nice to be able to stock their personal snack stash with some fancy stuff. Ultimately, it’s very sweet, and Kris can’t help but feel a little guilty for not saying anything immediately.

They turn and lock eyes with Ms. Alphys, who looks extremely out-of-depth with this situation. She makes a number of gestures from them to the door in a flustered way of saying I have absolutely no idea what the hell is going on please help me Kris I know I’m asking a lot of you but I don’t know how to deal with teenage angst I’m like thirty-five. They sigh, standing up and walking past Susie (but not before giving her a stare that warns her if a single chocolate bar is gone that they will be holding that over her until the day she dies) and following Berdly out the door.

It doesn’t take Kris very long to follow the trail of labored breathing to where Berdley is--in the abandoned classroom, hyperventilating as he teeters on a breakdown. Luckily, when Kris opens the door, it seems to put a halt to his spiralling because he just kind of...freezes. Like a deer caught in headlights. Or a Berdley caught in Kris-lights. Kris takes this moment to let the door shut behind them, trapping the two in here. Together.

“U-Uhhhhh, hi--he--Um. H-Hello, K-Kris…” Berdly attempts to put on his usual bravado, but his voice betrays him brutally by squeaking and cracking on every syllable. Kris can’t help the smile that comes to their face.

“Uh, hey,” they reply with a wave. Berdley continues to stand there and stare (almost like he wasn’t expecting Kris to care enough to follow him) before the present circumstances return to his mind and he begins breathing hard again.

“I-I-I-I, uh...I was. Um. J-Just, uh. G-Getting some fresh air! Y-Yes! The classroom can be s-so stuffy sometimes, I’m sure y-you--you, uh...you agree?” Berdley makes a valiant attempt at hiding his panic, which Kris almost takes pity on. But they don’t think the monster will feel any better if they just pretend what happened back there never happened.

“Yeah. I liked the display.” Kris says simply. Berdley stands stock-straight at that, looking even worse for wear in the “being normal and completely cool” department.

“O-Oh??????? That ol’ thing????? I, um--well I just--y-you see, I--uh. Um,” You can really hear the gears in his head turning as he attempts to come up with an excuse. “I-I-I just thought you w-would appreciate the craftsmanship of!!! A t-true artisan, such as myself!!! So, I!!! M-Made it!!! COMPLETELY PLATONICALLY, OF COURSE!!!! I-I would never imply that my intentions w-were anything other than for bro-sies, i--You didn’t read that whole card, did you?”

“I can’t read,” They mean this as a joke, but they can see Berdley seriously consider this for a second too long. “Dude, I’m dsylexic. I can’t really read cursive…” Berdley freezes up once more, which makes Kris realize they haven’t really projected that as loudly as they might’ve thought.

“Oh! Right! How could I forget! That you’re! Dsylexic!” Berdley’s smile is stapled to his face as he begins to rhythmically knock on his head. “And I! Wrote! That! Entire! Note! In! Cursive! Which! You! Can’t! Read!!!” Kris steps forward in an attempt to keep Berdley from bashing his own skull in, but that only makes Berdley more tense, so they take a step back. “I-I just--The note isn’t important! None of it’s important actually can we forget this interaction ever happened okay? Okay yes that’s great have a wonderful day Kris I will be returning home to sitinmyroomandneverreturntothecorporealrealmalrightgoodbyeforeverKris--” He attempts to sidestep around Kris and out the door, but is very easily intercepted.

“Stop.” Kris grabs him by the shoulders, which seems to shut him up for a second. “Can you just tell me what’s wrong?” Berdley gapes at them as his face steadily grows redder, which makes Kris feel as if there’s something on their face. But he quickly shakes it off, going from completely neurotic to...dejected.

“I just…” He starts, trailing off immediately. “You deserve to have a big proposal, same as everyone else. I-I see you in the back of the class, just...watching. And I, uh, felt it was time to...give you the spotlight! But that was silly of me, wasn’t it?” He looks off to the side at the floor, smiling sadly. “After all, who’d want to go to the dance with me…? I-I’m alone every year, standing in the background. Just kind of...taking it all in...and th-thinking about how it’d be...nice to be a part of it. But that’s...not probable. It was just nice to think about taking you to the dance because you’re--well, you’re nice to me, and you’re funny, and you actually listen to me when I’m talking, an-and you’re a good person and an incredible gaming legend...but I shouldn’t have put it all on you in front of everyone...I’m. I’m sorry, Kris.” He won’t make eye contact with the human, but Kris can still see the tears collecting in his eyes.

“Berdley, that’s stupid.” Kris says, which Berdley cringes at, “Why wouldn’t I wanna go with you?” That part is...not what Berdley was expecting. He looks up at Kris, unsure of where to go from here.

“U-Um…? Because of all the previously stated things? Like me being a complete loser who nobody likes?”

“I like you,” Kris replies immediately, leaving Berdley’s feathers sticking straight up as he flusters. “And I like your display. It’s...really sweet.”

“E-Even if you can’t read the note?” Berdley’s voice cracks.

“I mean, I could read the: WILL YOU GO WITH ME TO THE DANCE part, so, like. Yeah.” Kris shrugs. “Plus, you got me chocolate. Nice chocolate. Nobody...gets me things like that.” They smile, a light dusting of blush across their face. “I’ll go with you.” Berdley’s entire body seizes up for the third time, eyes wide and mouth agape.

“W-W-w-W-w-w-w-w-W-W-W-w-w-w-Wh-Wha-wh-w-w-wha-wha-w-wh-Wh-Wha-wh-Wha-wha-w-w-W-W-W--” Berdley continues to struggle with the word “what” for a solid minute and a half before he’s finally about to manage a: “What?!” Kris can’t help but laugh.

“I said that, Berdley,” at this, they move their grip from his shoulders to his hands, “I will go to the Sadie Hawkman’s dance with you.”

The circuits in Berdley’s brain struggle with this frequency for an extended moment before his face erupts in the giddiest smile Kris has ever seen the bird monster sport. He even begins to jump up and down, taking Kris along with him, as he cackles. It is a surprisingly cute display that Kris finds themselves blushing a bit at. It’s nice to be this...cared about.

“I-I--We have to start thinking of outfits immediately!” Berdley blurts out, returning to their usual demeanor. “I was thinking of some complimentary color schemes on the way to school today which I will be happy to show you at lunchtime. I’m also a master with a sewing machine, so if you are unable to procure an outfit that meets the color requirements, I would be delighted to take your measurements and--w-wait, don’t read into that phrasing, I just m-meant that I could make an outfit for you! B-But I’d need your measurements, and--Oh, goodness, hasn’t class started already, Kris?! We should head back, but--” He looks from the door to Kris and back again a few times before finally settling on something.

“I’lltalktoyouaboutthislaterseeyouinclassKris!!!!!” He says this right before he gives Kris a solitary peck on the cheek before bolting out of the abandoned classroom, leaving Kris blinking at the Berdley-shaped cloud he left behind. Their hand gently grazes the spot on their cheek--luckily not actually pecked by his beak, but more of a quick-kiss kind of peck--and feel their heart skip a beat.

Huh.

That’s...different.

They elect to not dwell on that feeling any longer and head back to class. They have to make sure Susie hasn’t eaten all of the chocolate on that display.

They wouldn’t want to make Berdley go through the trouble of re-proposing just so they could rightfully claim their other sweet surprise.

#deltarune #deltarune chapter 2 #kris/berdley #kris dreemurr #kris deltarune #berdley deltarune #ignorance cloud on #LORD FORGIVE ME FOR BEING CRINGE ON MAIN. I JUST LIKE THINKING THOUGHTS #LISTEN..........I JUST THINK ITD BE FUNNY. IF KRIS HAD THIS PATHETIC GAMER ALL HEART EYES OVER THEM #also the dance aspect is based on one of the posters you can see inside the school. i am Pretty sure that is what its called #if i was off by like a similar-sounding word i need everyone to do me a favor and pretend im right bc this is cringe enough already #i edited this ONCE at 3 AM last night. i am doing no more than that #anyways here u go izel enjoy ur food.

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lady-lycany · 3 years ago

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Today I want to talk about something different than I usually do, cuz I think that it could help some people out there, just as it helped me a lot... (could be a bit more to read tho)

Have you ever heard the term "Tulpa"? if not, please take your time and research it, if you're interested in what I'm about to tell... Tulpas are basically "Imaginary friends" but- it's a little different... It's like creating ghosts over a longer period of time... It's not like "imagine" that someone's there, but more like feeling the presence, smelling them, hearing them and seeing them more clearly in front of your inner eye... Giving them their own personality, their own thoughts... They're not really controllable, they're their own beings...

I heard the term Tulpa for the first time from an internet friend, and after hearing his explanation, I just realized, that I already created three by accident... I don't want to talk too much about the first one... I mean, I guess we all were in that phase, where we were in love with some kind of character- That happened to me when I was 12... Since that day, I always imagined that he would be with me, 24/7 and somehow turned him into my Tulpa... That thing went on for over 5 years, and to keep a long story short- with the "help" of an old friend of mine, she kinda destroyed everything I build up and made him disappear... This was a really hard time for me and I got strongly depressed about not being able to see, hear and feel him around me anymore... I felt like a part of myself left me, since the connection was pretty strong... What I want to tell with that story- If you should decide to create your own Tulpa, or maybe already did, and realizing it after reading my text, be very careful with creating a partner... If you want to do it, be aware that they have feelings too and that you can ruin your mental health with losing them... Or, you will lose total interest in finding a partner in the real world, cuz everything will feel like betraying/cheating...

If you want to create something, that can go on forever without any problems, create a best friend, maybe a talking pet or a family member... There are less problems with that, but many many awesome things... Now to come to my second created Tulpas... They're also already existing characters, but such side characters, that they only appeared on one manga page without a text or anything, but were kind of the main characters in a musical- I'm talking about Eric Slingby & Alan Humphries from the 2010 musical of Kuroshitsuji... Idk what exactly it was, but when I watched the musical (I think it was between 2015-2016) I felt like I would already know these for quite some time... And through an online rpg Eric became my brother and Alan my brother in law... (Eric is not really my bro but was a family friend and helped with raising me, so he's basically like my older brother... I have a way stronger connection to him, cuz Alan came later into our life) And I cannot explain H O W glad I am to have these two in my life... I think I started to turn them into Tulpas, cuz I always was afraid of losing my grandparents and these two also have some similarities with them in their characteristics... But not only do they help me with my fear of losing people (Cuz I know, no matter how many people will leave my life, these two will always stay with me) but in so so many other situations... No matter if they helped me with learning for school, taking me home from work/school, listening to my problems, giving advices I never would come up with myself, cheering me up if everything else sucks, and and and... I could call out so many more things I'm greatful for... For real it's a good thing, that I can't lose them, cuz If I could, I would never be the same person again... I don't even have to have them around me 24/7 (they live in a different house than I do so basically I'm only there to visit them or the other way around) It's enough to know that if I need them they'll be there for me <3

I know that some people will maybe think that this is cringe or childish but for real, whatever helps to stay happy, shouldn't be judged... And that's why I talk about... I think especially in these challenging times, there are probably many people out there, who could need someone who won't leave or hurt them...

If I should talk about this topic again, maybe explain how I created them or something, feel free to tell me, if you're interested in it and research about it, if you have problems with creating them on your own... :3

#tulpa #tulpamancy #always alone #eric slingby #alan humphries #self help #help #feeling alone #imagine #imaginary

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blackhakumen · 4 years ago

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Mini Fanfic #694: Cool Off (Super Smash Bros Ultimate)

10:12 a.m. at a Sidewalks of Smash Town.......

Daisy: (Huffing and Puffing While Wiping the Swear Off her Forehead) ('WHEW') Two and half hour of jogging around the other side of the town and I'm already on fire today! (Turns Around) Don'tcha think so, Weegie?.... Luigi?

Luigi: (Slowly and Exhaustedly Catches Up to Daisy While Catching his Breathing) Yeah....('Pants' 'Pants') On fire.....('Pants' 'Pants') today...('Pants' 'Pants') (Stops Walking, Place his hand on the Top of his Hip, and Continues Catching Breath) Mamma Mia, that was intense.....

Daisy: Oh sweetie. (Makes her Way to her Man) Are you okay?

Luigi: Yeah....('Pants') Don't worry! ('Pants') Just need to...('Pants') Catch a breather is all....('Pants') (Finally Wipe the Sweat off his Forehead) ('Whew')

Daisy: ('Sighs in a Bit of Relief') Alright. I think that's it for our exercising today.

Luigi: (Eyes a Bit Widened in Genuine Surprised) Wait. Really? You sure you wanna stop now?

Daisy: (Smiles Softly) Yeah. We worked out asses off since 8 in the morning. So I think we deserve some R&R for the rest of day. Don't you think?

Luigi: (Slowly but Surely Nodded in Agreement) Yeah. I mean, If you're really okay with doing this.

Daisy: (Smiles Brightly) I'm positive. Now let's head back home.

Luigi: Sure th-IINGGG!? (Immediately Gets Picked Up in Daisy's Arms)

Daisy: (Manged to Bridal Carry Luigi with No Problem) I gotcha, sweetie!~

Luigi: (Immediately Starts Blushing While Being Surprised at the Same Time) D-D-Daisy! W-W-What are you doing?

Daisy: (Giggles Softly at How Cute Luigi is Being in her Arms) I'm about to carry you back home, silly~ Your legs must've been tired out by now. So why not?

Luigi: That's really sweet of you do this for me and all, but....(Starts Getting a Little Worried) Are you sure you'll be alright carrying me all the way back home? I don't wanna slow you down or any-

Daisy: (Place her Finger on Luigi's Lip) Upupup. I don't want you to worry about all of that, babe. Just let me do this for you right now and we'll be just fine. (Gives Luigi a Big, Loving Kiss on the Cheek) ('Mmmmwah'~)

Luigi: (Giggles Ticklishly by Daisy's Kiss While his Blush Turns Bright Red) Daisy!~ I'm sweaty!~

Daisy: (Immediately Puts on a Playful Smirk on her Face) I don't care. I'm sweaty too and you hear me complain. And besides...(Finally Begins to Walk Back to the Mansion with Luigi in her Arms) I wanted to kiss that cute cheeks of yours so badly that I just couldn't help myself~

Luigi: (Chuck Lightly) Of course you couldn't~

Daisy: Hey!~ Don't get sassy with me, mister!~ Remember who's carrying your cute butt home~

Luigi: Yes, dear~

Few Minutes Later, Back at the Smash Mansion's......

Luigi: (Sighs Relaxingly While Sitting on the Living Room's Sofa) Home at last....

Samus: Hey there, champ. (Ruffles the top of Luigi's Head While Sitting Down Next to Him) How was your morning jog with your princess went?

Luigi: Tiring. But pretty good all things considered. Daisy carried me all the way room and everything.

Samus: (Chuckles Lightly) Damn. Really? I'm impressed. Where is she anyways?

Luigi: In the kitchen getting the both us cold bottle of water. (Smiles Softly) She's amazing, isn't she?

Samus: (Nodded in Agreement) Yeah. For a goofball.

Luigi: (Chuckles Lightly) Yeah. But that's one of the million reasons why I love her after all.

Samus: (Place her Hand on Luigi's Head While Giving him a Small Frown on her Face) Hey. Don't think like that, alright?

Luigi: Huh? (Gives Samus a Bit of a Confused Look on his Face) What are you talking about?

Samus: I know that look in your eyes and the tone of your voice. You were thinking about how Daisy's too good for you and all that crap, am I right?

Luigi: What? N-No way! I would never-

Samus: (Gives Luigi a Big Sisterly Like Glare) Luigi.....Be honest.

Luigi: ('Sighs in Defeat') Okay fine....You caught me.... But could you really blame me for thinking like that though? I-I mean, She's strong, outgoing, beautiful and I'm just....(Looks Down on the Frown in a bit of Sadness) Plain ole me. The Player Two, Mario's scaredy cat of a sidekick, Green Ma-

Samus: (Place Both her Hands on Luigi's Shoulders) Luigi, do I really need to give you a million reasons how amazing you are and why almost everyone of us in this mansion love you to pieces? Because trust me, I can do for you right now if I want to-

Luigi: (Immediately Looks Back Up at Samus While Waving his Hands) Nononono! I-It's okay! You don't need to do all of that for me. I know you guys see me more than all of those things.

Samus: Then stop putting yourself down like that and be more proud of you are and what you've accomplished so far, you got that?

Luigi: Yes, ma'am. Also I love you guys too.

Samus: (Smiles Softly) Good. And also, you really don't need to worry if you're being good enough for Daisy or not. You know that girl loves you more the world itself, right? I grantee you that she would literally do anything to prove it to you.

?????: I could've told that.

Luigi gets startled once he and Samus sees Daisy spending right beside the doorway with a bit of a worried and disappointed frown on her face.

Luigi: Daisy!? H-How long were you standing there?

Daisy: Oh not for too long. (Slowly Makes her Way to her Man) I just so happen to came over here when I heard Sammy over there said that you think that I'm too good for you, which I know for a fact that it's false beyond belief.

Luigi: (Immediately Starts Feeling Sad and Guilty) I'm so sorry, Daisy. I never meant to think that way. I was so focused on how amazing you truly are me that....the thought itself just came along with it. (Looks Down at the Ground in Shame) I hope you can forgive me......

Daisy: (Gently Place Both of her Hands on Luigi's Cheeks and Makes him Face Her) Only if you promise me that you will never think that way again. (Kiss the top of Luigi's Forehead) Okay?

Luigi: (Pulls Daisy into a Loving Hug) I promise. I'm sorry I made you upset.

Daisy: (Happily Hugs Luigi Back) You never made me upset, sweetie. I promise you. Just know I'll always love you for how brave, caring, and loving you really are from the bottom of my heart.

Luigi: Is there anyway I can do to make it up you, dear?

Daisy: (A Smirk Immediately Creeps up on her Face) As a matter of fact....(Pulls Away from Her and Luigi's Embrace) I already thought of a perfect way to make it up to me~

Luigi: Really? What is it?

Daisy: (Clears her Throat Before Pointing at Luigi in a Princess like Manner) Luigi! As your princess, I hereby order you to give me love and cuddles for the rest the day, starting right now!~

Luigi: (Stares at Daisy for a Few Seconds Before Chuckling Lightly and Genuinely) But we just came back from jogging~

Daisy: (Seductively Place Both of her Hands Back at Luigi's Cheeks Once Face) And like I said, babe, I don't give a damn~ (Was About to Give Luigi a Loving Kiss on the Lips Until.....)

Samus: (Snaps her Finger to get the Couple's Attention) Yeah, well, I for one, do, little miss princess. If you two are planning to cuddle for the rest of day, you're gonna have to hit the showers first.

Daisy: (Pouts at Samus) But Sammmmmmy-

Samus: (Immediately Gives the Couple a Piercing yet Sisterly like Glare) Now....

Daisy: ('Uggggh') Fiiiiiiiiiine. We'll go upstairs..... (Grab a Hold of Luigi's Hand and Pick him Up From the Sofa) C'mon, sweetie. Let's hit the showers! (Makes her Way to the Stairs With Luigi Following her)

Luigi: Oh! Uhh O-Okay. (Turns to Samus) We'll be back in a few, Samus!

Samus: Take your time!

Luigi/Daisy: 'Kay!

Samus: (Takes One More at the Couple Climbing Up the Stairs Together with a Soft Smile on her Face) ('Heh') I love those lovestruck dorks. (Picks up a magazine right beside her and begins to read it.)

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#super smash ultimate #luigi #daisy #samus aran #cute romance #lots and lots of fluff here #daisy loves luigi #samus is best big sis #a bit of hurt/comfort #Luigi's a precious bean

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resilientdolan · 4 years ago

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Drown (G.D) - part 12

A/N: IM SO SOFT FOR THESE 2 WTF, also the smut is badly written, bear with me pls bc smut ain’t my thing.

Word-count: 2k+

Summary: Grayson gathered up his courage and asked his Bumblebee to go to the prom with him, and ended up spending some private time at the beach.

T/W: a dash of smut (RLLY JUST A DASH)

Tags: @bingexdolan @grantsairforce @prettyboydolan @kyaaawritings @3ooda97 @baby-grayson @ryxgrantdolan @foxglovedolan @evergreendolan @goldenndolan @nikesbailey @soledadgray @sosweetgrethan @twinfinitydolan @333dolans

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“Hahah, so that’s what happened?,” A light giggle comes out of Bianca’s lips as she listens to Grayson speaking through the phone.

“Yeah! Like Isla tried to talk to me once again, but Ethan was like— ‘leave my brother alone’,” the other person talking with her replies, as a light chuckle escapes him. In fact, her giggle is lowkey contagious, it makes him laugh.

“Well, you do deserve someone better,” Bianca lips form into a smile, though she knows that he can’t see her smiling. It’s been 3 months since the night Grayson saved her from the abusive monster named Declan Hayes, and ever since that night where he promised her that he’d never leave, their bond grew even stronger than before. They haven’t said anything about making things official, but they’re definitely more than bestfriends. Everyone knows that.

“Fuck yes,” he replies briefly. Bianca remains silent as her mind wonders.

What if the better one for Grayson is her?

“Bianca?,” Grayson calls for her name, breaking the silence between them.

“Yeah?”

“Nothing, just making sure you’re still up. Or are you falling asleep?,” he guesses. It’s not a secret for him that Bianca is a fast-sleeper. She falls asleep easily anywhere, anytime.

Bianca take a quick glance at the clock on her nightstand, with her hand rubbing her eye. It’s 2 minutes to 12 am, luckily tomorrow’s Saturday. “I’m still up, a little sleepy, though, but I’ll be fine,” she mumbles sleepily.

Grayson’s smiles grow a little wider as he listens to her sleepy voice. He knew it. His mind wanders, thinking about sleepy Bianca laying in her bed, struggling to keep her eyes open to talk to him. God, she’s the cutest.

Grayson glances over at Ethan, who’s laying on his bed with his phone in his hand, scrolling down through his messages to text Mabel, the girl that he has been talking to for the past 2 months. It’s obvious that Ethan’s so into her that he stays up late lately only to text her, or sometimes to talk to her through the phone. His other hand is grabbing 2 prom tickets, obviously for him and Mabel.

One crazy idea comes into his mind out of nowhere.

“B—Bianca?!,” Grayson pretends to stutter as he calls for the girl one more time. Bianca, who’s slowly falling asleep on the other line, quickly opens her eyes the moment Grayson calls her name.

“Gray? Are you okay?,” Bianca frowns.

It works. Grayson smiles to himself as he goes on with his own scenario.

“I—I need you to save me,” he tries to hold himself back from laughing. He can clearly picture her sitting on the edge of her bed, wondering about what’s happening with him.

“Grayson?”

“Bianca, s—save me...”

“Save you from what?”

“From...”

“From what?! Grayson, what’s happening?!,” Bianca nearly cries. He really got her good.

Feeling bad for scaring her, Grayson takes a deep breath, leaving her wondering in complete silence.

“Grayson are you there?!,” Bianca yells once again.

“I—I’m here, so... I—I need you to save me from...”

“Tell me,” she whispers, her voice is shaky.

“... Save me from going to the prom alone, Bumblebee, please? Will you?,” Grayson tries to speak in the calmest way as he can.

Another silence.

“... Fuck you, Gray. Fuck. You.” Grayson can hear her grunting on the other line. Hearing her grunts got him bursting into endless laughter.

“You scared me! The fuck, Grayson?,” a deep sigh comes out of Bianca’s lips as she throws herself back onto the mattress.

“Look, hey, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, but I mean it,” Grayson coos. He feels bad for giving her panic attack. “Bianca, baby, will you?,” he asks once again.

“Grayson, say sike right now,” Bianca sinks her teeth into ther lower lip, though deep inside, she thinks she’s about to melt.

“Bianca Reine, my Bumblebee, will you save me from going to the prom alone?,” he repeats once again.

“Grayson?,” this time, Bianca calls for his name.

“Yeah?,” he replies, pretty anxious about her reaction.

“You know— I don’t want to be rude, but prom isn’t really my thing...,” Bianca sighs once again.

“Oh...,” The smile on his face slowly fades away as he listens to her answer. “So, you’re not—“

“... unless I’m going with you, Grapeson,” Bianca quickly cuts him off, followed with a light giggle.

Grayson’s smile quickly makes its way back to his face, and even grows wider than before. “Now sleep, Bumblebee, I know you’re tired, and it’s late for you,” he says.

“You know me way too well sometimes,” Bianca yawns. “I’ll talk to you once I’m up, yeah?,” she tucks herself in as she speaks.

“Goodnight, Bumblebee,” Grayson whispers. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Grapeson,” the sleepy girl replies.

Grayson waits for her to hung up in silence, but “night, Grapeson” isn’t the one that he gets. Instead of a goodnight, the only thing he gets in return is the sound of her soft snore. She fell asleep before she even got the chance to end the phone call.

“I love you, Bumblebee, I really do,” Grayson whispers once again, hoping his own sleeping beauty hears him in her sleep.

———————————————————————

“You look beautiful, Bumblebee. You really do,” for the millionth time, Grayson says it once again. His hand is rested on Bianca’s cheek as he keeps his gaze on hers, admiring the beauty sitting beside her.

There sits Bianca, wearing her light blue spaghetti strap mermaid dress, on the passenger seat of Grayson’s Porsche. Her dark locks that she usually ties into a messy bun, doesn’t make any appearance tonight. She got her hair waterfall-braided, which makes her looks completely different tonight.

Here they are sitting in Grayson’s Porsche, at the beach, once again. The place where they confessed their feelings for each other that night. They left the prom an hour ago, like— who cares about prom night as long as you got your favorite person with you?

Bianca’s cheeks turn pinkish as Grayson compliments her once again. Her hand makes its way up to the top of his head to toy with his short hair. “And Grapeson in a suit? You look so, um...,” Bianca pauses for a while, struggling to find the right word.

“Hot?,” Grayson teasingly whispers in her ear as a sly smirk comes across his lips.

Bianca spats his hand away from her cheek as she laughs. “Ew, Grapeson,” she shakes her head.

“What? You don’t want to admit it?,” he gives her a cute pout as he pretend to be sad.

“Okay, okay, maybe a bit,” Bianca squints her eyes as she replies, thinking about the possible reaction that he might give.

“A bit? You do know that your skill in lying is so damn bad, right?,” Grayson arches his brow just right before he starts to attack her face with soft kisses. Both of his arms are now wrapped around her waist to prevent her from escaping.

“Graaaaay, it tickes,” she tries to pull away, but Grayson notices her attempt that he tightens his arms around her. “Okay, okay, yeah, you’re hot, now let me go, please?,” she begs. So Grayson stops as soon as he gently pecks her lips as the final kiss.

“Can’t help myself, you look like an angel, Bumblebee,” he snickers, replied with a giggle from Bianca.

Grayson’s phone beeps, and he quickly pulls it out of his pocket to check for the notifications. It’s Ethan.

E: “bro, where ya at?”

G: “the beach”

E: “at what time did you leave? smh you didn’t tell me”

G: “an hour ago?? sorry, needa little time with my Bumblebee away from the crowd”

E: “‘my Bumblebee’? i see what you did there 👀”

G: “shut up”

“Gray?,” Bianca calls for his name.

“Yeah?,” Grayson quickly answers, but his fingers are still busy typing the message.

“Grayson?,” she calls once again. This time? Grayson puts his phone down to shift his attention back to her, but as soon as his gaze meets hers, his lips part into an o.

There sits Bianca, with her dress straps down, trying to reach her back to unzip her dress. “Can you help me with this?,” she looks up at him innocently.

“Bianca, w—what are you—“

“Um...,” she pauses, her cheeks are redder than before. “I heard that some people be— you know—,” she speaks nervously.

Grayson sinks his teeth into his lower lip to hold himself back from laughing as he tries his best to pay attention to her explanation.

“They have— y—you know—,” Bianca stutters once again.

“I thought you’re not ready for that? The last time that piece of shit asked you to do it with him, you cried, and you told me that you’re not even ready,” Grayson hums.

“No! No! It’s... different. Wait— you don’t want to?,” she frowns.

“I didn’t say that, I’m just making sure, Bumblebee. The last time we talked about this, you told me you ain’t ready,” he shakes his head. “Or maybe you want to save your virginity for marriage?,” he teases her once again.

“No, it’s just— I want this night to be remembered, Gray. I want it to be special, and—“

“Okay,” he quickly cuts her off as he takes his suit jacket off. Then his hands quickly move up to untie his tie, and throws it to the backseat.

Bianca bites her lower lip as she watches him doing so. In a quick motion, Grayson pulls her onto his lap, and rests both of his hands on each side of her waist.

God, he’s having an angel on his lap, and that angel is Bianca Reine; his Bumblebee.

Bianca awkwardly rests her palms on his cheeks, cupping them lovingly as she rests her forehead against his. Grayson emits a light chuckle as a reaction before he adds, “Bumblebee, it’s okay, it ain’t a fucking Biology exam, calm down, don’t be nervous.”

“J—just go slow, okay? Grayson, this is my fir—“

“Shh, hey,” Grayson coos as he takes her hand in his, gently drawing circular pattern on the back of her hand to calm her down. “I’d spend the rest of my night with you. Chill, we have a lot of time,” he whispers, just right before he attaches his lips onto the skin of her neck to nibble on it gently.

“G—Gray...,” a light moan escapes Bianca’s lips as she tilts her head aside for a bit to give him more access.

Grayson hums softly as his hands quickly makes their way to the back of her dress to unzip it. As soon as it’s completely unzipped, Bianca pushes it down until it reaches the level of her waist, leaving her upper body exposed to her bestfriend. Grayson continues to suck on the skin of her neck, but this time he moves his hands back to her fore part. He gently cups her breast as he continues to tease her.

“S—shit,” she whines. Grayson gently brushes the pad of his thumb across her perky nipple as he pulls away, to find her sitting on his lap with her upper body fully exposed.

“Jesus Christ, Bianca,” he mumbles. “You look so fucking perfect.”

“You think so?,” Bianca whispers, her hands making its way to his chest to unbutton his shirt.

“You have no idea how much I’ve thought about having you like this with me,” Grayson move his hands up to rest them on each side of her neck. “You have no idea, Bumblebee.”

“I trust you more than Declan, Gray. That’s why I’m yours tonight,” Bianca nods as she eagerly yanks his shirt off.

“You trust me?,” he smiles for a bit.

“I trust you, with everything that I have,” Bianca nods once again.

Grayson smiles and pulls her in to plant a passionate kiss onto her lips, and she eagerly returns the kiss. As soon as they break the kiss, Bianca glances down at him, with a thin smile on her lips.

“Make love to me, Grayson. I want this night to be remembered, forever.”

“Gladly, my Bumblebee.”

#grayson dolan #douche!gray #grayson blurb #grayson dolan fic #highschool!gray #tgabs'write #grayson dolan x oc

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confinedinthisflesh · 4 years ago

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11x04 rewatch reactions by remmie

👀 spoilers ahead 👀

warning i am in pain, more irritable, and not completely mentally here so take these reactions and any posts after this with a grain of salt

- freddie is so cute!!

- love that the preview is the first scene

- btw what lady?? who moved in to the house after tony??

- "i spy, you shoot" 😦 wow

- god i know i'm more irritated rn but i really just don't care about carl again

- ohmygod franny no! djsjfkd is that a normal experience for young children? cutting their hair by themselves? i mean i gave myself bangs by essentially shaving the front of my part. it seems normal.

- oh god gallagher relations

- oh my god stop with carl please

- oh wow ian felt that

- fjsjdjd LOVE THAT IAN IS WATCHING BATMAN DJSJDJDDJDJ

- WJAJDJAJFIS WHY IS IT SO ZOOMED IN- HE LOOKS LIKE THAT FISHEYE FILTER MEME SJSJDDJSK I CAN'T LAUGH

- frank you used to sleep in your vomit and piss- while i hate terry with a burning pit of firey hell- you are also unhygienic and shitty as fuck

- okay wow they really are trying to make terry and frank do the homer ned fighting

- AWW UNCLE MICKEY MOMENT

- ooooooo sandy made a point!!!

- mickey your family is awful see through it please (therapy would help 😉)

- what is this shit? no? TAM TAM????

- the antiacid tablets in the back

- mickey you're going to give your husband a stroke ohmygod

- wow once again amy vs gemma stuff again 😔😔😔 when will gemma have rights

- oh wow they really put the flag in there, shameless people who work on the show why did you choose to do th at especially with trying to make this "battle" just a neighborly haha battle thing (i don't make sense when in pain)

- okay the pain meds have kicked in, debbie did you just kick out your girlfriend?? i mean she was never invited to move in but??? you never kicked her out before???

- HEY IAN AND MICKEY PUT ON YOUR MASKS????!!!!?????

- okay at least mickey can see it- oh wow ian looked too proud of himself

- AJAJSJSIDDJ SJSJDJEJSSJD DNDSKKDDKDJDJSDJSJSJDJSFJSJ THE SJSJDJSJDKSF SMIRK AND THE "MICK!"

- oh wow carl's past is haunting him 😐

- EWWWWW NO GROSS STOP IT BAD VIBES BAD VIBES

- wow okay please go back to the lip and tami scene, this is fucked

- bro if the gallaghers all move out into a new house i might cry harder at the end of the season

- kev made a good point i hate that i laughed

- debbie you did not put your ginger kid in a blonde wig 😐

- wait you went to his house?? excuse me??

- a h okay teacher who groomed tami, fun, so much fun haha 😐😐

- hey british shit is good leave it be

- oh my wow milkoviches are just that name

- oh wow debbie's "don't do this to me", hey debbie your kid doesn't owe you shit

- SHSJJDJS ohmygod, badass walk though

- ohmygod kev

- ABAJAJDJAJFJAKD IAN HOLDING BACK MICKEY- i lauGHED and almost dislodged my gauze

- ... tami... tami... ohmygod tami... 😦 you were groomed and taken advantage of...

- can y'all keep a consistent mask policy please- ohmygod debbie that's not what she means by privilege

- the amount of new milkoviches they have now my god

- frank. 😐

- oh wow someone really wrote this script

- that's a lot of weed

- oh my god lip can you please like report him?? to someone??

- okay y'all both went too far with calling each other out please stop please just listen to what your kids actually want

- the fact ian let mickey answer that

- also w o w a grand?!?

- PLEASE REPORT HIM! PLEASE!

- okay good speech but i could tell they were just gonna announce the winner

- wow okay didn't need to picture that

- OH HELL NO

- wow okay tami i love you you just did your own therapy

- THANK YOU LIP- now go report him!

- see why can't carl be robin hood esque

- ew ew ew ew

good episode i think, can't wait to see how and where exactly the security thing goes

#shameless #shameless s11 #shameless spoilers #spoilers

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sephythespooky · 4 years ago

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reader insert: back in black mesa

PART 2

Passport acquired, but what now?

words under cut

“Here,” Tommy gently pressed the document into your hand. “Show this to Benrey. I’ll handle e-everything else.” Seeing how pale your lips were, he frowned, then hugged you tight. “It’ll be o-okay, friend. W-we’re the science team! We can do any-anything!”

Reluctant, you stepped out of the hug when Tommy released you and held out your passport at Benrey, whose bright eyes hadn’t left you since you picked it up. “yo, man....that seriously you? you look, uh....look a bit shit in that photo, not gonna lie.”

You look at the photo and snort. It’s your school photo from years ago, the one you hated most. “Yeah, yeah I do.”

Agreement, that was something you knew Benrey didn’t get a lot of from Gordon. But he seemed to like it, grinning with his razors before gently shaking Dr. Coomer out of the repetition of what you now realize was the Wikipedia article for lockers. “old man, like, i get it, but we gotta, uh, gotta do stuff now.”

The white haired scientist shook his head, turning to you and lighting up, “HELLO PLAYER!” He called, then seemed confused. “I should know your name. Why don’t I? Hm...”

Tommy interjected as Benrey began circling you, tilting his helmet this way and that as he analyzed your form, “Dr. Coomer, w-we don’t know them yet. We’re supposed to be waiting for Mr. Freeman!”

“yo, feetman? where’d he go?” Benrey asked, suddenly more interested in what Tommy had to say than in you.

You watched as Dr. Coomer looked between them, then snapped his fingers, “Oh! that’s what I’ve been wanting to say! HELLO GORDON!” He grins, then slumps a bit, “Oh...but he’s not here. I still have to give him his interest playcoins.”

“Dr. Coomer?” you ask softly, almost afraid to speak up, “How did I end up here? Gordon finished the game. You guys should still be with him, but now you’re with me?”

The older gentleman chuckled, “Not to worry, Not-Gordon, we will figure this out. I do love a good puzzle! Let’s get Bubby and have a good ol’ chat about it.”

“least i don’t have to watch you. like i did him. you’ve got your passport,” Benrey still pushes you ahead of him and you squeak, rushing forward to hold onto Tommy’s sleeve.

Tommy moves so you can hold hands, and he swings his arm a bit, sunny smile in place, “We’ll be careful with you, I-I promise! Nobody will be doing any OSHA violations with me on the-the case!”

His presence was comforting, even if you were more than aware of his lack of gun-safety training. But there weren’t guns right now. At least besides the ones you could access.

The closer you get to the test chamber, the more tense you get, so you yelp when Benrey TELEPORTS in front of you and stands in the doorway, “dudes...these are the guys. i told you about them. not thinking about....about anything besides froot loops.”

The basic guards are unaffected, and the door opens behind Benrey with no other fanfare. Dr. Coomer laughs, “Well, I do love sugary cereal with colorful mascots. I prefer Frosted Flakes, though.”

“you would, old, old grampa man.” and then he’s gone, running ahead of you with that cackle that shook a nervous laugh out of you when it used to make you happy.

“Um...would...would petting Sunkist help you? He’s a good boy, and I-I always feel better when I pet him,” Tommy offers and you nod before he can even finish. Sunkist is immortal, and well trained. You’d pet the dang JPEG but you have a feeling things will be different for you in here.

“Okay. I’ll call for him once we find Bubby,” you’re getting close to his room, you think, but being so very near the test chamber is enough to make you jitter.

Your group enters the room with many scientists and you hear Bubby, “GOOD GRIEF! Not only are you late, but you brought an entourage. What kind of bastard are you?”

The yelling makes you flinch, and Dr. Coomer says helpfully as he takes hold of Bubby around the waist, pinning his arms, “Hello! We’re here to fetch you for a confab. We have to figure out how we help our new friend here and then get back to Gordon.”

“Gordon?” Bubby questions, his struggles against Coomer slowing until he’s finally released. “Wait. That’s right! Then why are you wandering around with that fucking idiot Benrey?!”

“bro, not cool.” Benrey hides behind you and blows a raspberry at Bubby. “came here tryin’ to be a great cool and you’re being mean. dr. mean man.”

“I live mean, and you tried to kill me! And everyone else!” Bubby huffs, waving his arms around and fire glinting off the tips of his fingers. “Someone explain this to me!”

Tommy takes a deep breath before he speaks, “Bubby, I know it was scary, but Benrey’s our friend. He only acted weird on Xen because it amplifies negative emotions. That’s why we felt so afraid and hopeless, otherwise it’d be pretty funny for Benrey to be so big, right? And, and fun to jump around like Moonshoes!”

“He has a point, Bubby.” Coomer takes a seat, and you follow suit, even if Benrey does leave and go sit on top of one of the other scientists who, for some reason, are not paying attention to your group. “I would have loved to see how my Power Legs did with the low gravity.”

“Well...I guess a little murder between friends isn’t that big a deal. And we didn’t die so we’re good for now. Maybe,” Bubby makes the hand sign for ‘i’m watching you’ toward Benrey, who is too busy tea bagging the scientist in mid-air to notice.

“Have,” Tommy looks at you hopefully, “Have you seen Mr. Freeman since my birthday party? Dr. Coomer tried to send him a message, but we’re not sure if he received it.”

“I have,” you say, closing your eyes to try and relax yourself, “Gordon Freeman is a streamer on Justin TV, like I am. I actually was...streaming myself doing this!”

“Good for him, he lived his dumb dream,” says Bubby.

“you’re streaming this, friend?” Benrey hops off the scientist and shuffles over, “you ever stream heavenly sword?”

“I haven’t yet,” you admit, “but I only heard of it through you talking about it to Gordon, so it took me a while to get hold of the game. I was planning on doing that next week.”

“nice,” the guard flops on the ground, just spread out all over. “m’gonna take a nap now. it’s boring without feetman here to bug. no offence, bro, but you’re too nice.”

“None taken,” you huff, very cautiously giving a pat to his helmet. You get a chuckle out of it.

“I hate to admit it,” Bubby isn’t looking at any of you, picking at the sole of his shoe, “but Gordon’s at least somewhat competent a leader.”

Tommy raised his hand, and Coomer gave him a nod to continue, “Mister....Mister Freeman might know what to do so we can get our friend out of here. But how do we tell him we-we need help? Oh,” he remembered something, then called out “SUNKIST!!!”

A woofing came, and you were suddenly bowled over by a large golden retriever.

“Good dog! Sunkist, you should let our friend up and sit with them. They’re, they’re very nervous.” Tommy giggled sweetly as Sunkist backed up and let you right yourself before laying his big head in your lap. You gently rub your hand down from his head to his shoulders, finally glad for your ability to touch things here. Even through your gloves, you felt how soft Sunkist’s fur was, how warm and strong the body beneath. Tommy had been more than right that Sunkist would make you feel better, and you murmur soft nonsense to the sweet pup.

“Can,” you’re nervous as you begin, “Can I ask why the other scientists don’t seem to notice us? They didn’t seem to really interact with Gordon, or you guys either.”

“I don’t know,” Bubby says as he waves a hand at the folks near the computer in the corner, “Somehow we’ve woken up and have some personality. These goons are dull as dishwater and twice as boring.”

“guuuuuuuuys,” Benrey whines loudly, “unless you know something about games or how to talk to freeman, i don’t caaaaare.” You pat his helmet again, getting a grumpy hurmph and a heavy hand falling on your knee.

“Why are you asking me? I don’t know! It’s not like I have his phone number!” Bubby snaps in response.

Dr. Coomer said with a perk of his head, “Our friend is a streamer, though. Does that mean you and Gordon work in the same department?”

“N-no,” you giggle a bit at the idea. “We all work in our own homes, or in office spaces we rent with others in small groups. Gordon has no idea I exist. He’s far too popular to bother with me.” But an idea comes as you speak and feel the steady, gentle weight of Sunkist on your lap, “But maybe my chat could go raid him? He might be streaming now and if they would go talk to him about this....maybe he’d listen?”

The team nods, and Tommy questions, “Didn’t you say you were streaming before you came here? M-maybe they’re still listening!”

“Might as well try,” you take a deep breath, “Guys in the chat, if you can hear me, go find Gordon Freeman on here. Message him, donate, do anything you can to get his attention on this stream! We need his help or....or I might never get out of here.”

You could only hope that your words got through...and that Gordon was in a mood to listen.

#hlvrai #reader insert #tommy coolatta #benrey #dr. coomer #bubby #sunkist

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crackimagines · 5 years ago

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Ashe and Child!Byleth Support

Child!Byleth Post Masterlist here!

Sorry to keep ya waiting on this, anon and @alizardjae! I got your good boi’s right here!

And for the top ask, it’s not going to be exactly that premise, but I WILL promise you some big brother Ashe!

Thanks for the ask you two, I hope you enjoy!

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(Ashe) "Whew...I'm beat! I didn't expect to be helping that child find his mother for so long...Oh well, what matters is that we found her in the end! Though...I can't help but feel like I've forgotten something."

(Byleth) "Ashe, there you are."

(Ashe) "P-Professor!"

(Byleth) "You were supposed to be helping out in the dining hall about an hour ago, where have you been?"

(Ashe) "Oh, that's right! I am so sorry sir! I was helping a child who lost his mother and I lost track of time! I didn't think it would've taken me that long!"

(Byleth) sigh "I see...I'll let it slide this one time considering how hard you usually work, but why did you not hand him to one of the guards and be done with it?"

(Ashe) "Well...He was crying with no one actually helping him out so I couldn't help but make sure to take care of him myself."

(Byleth) "That definitely sounds like you, Ashe. You have younger siblings, right?"

(Ashe) "Two, yes. I'm the oldest out of the three of us."

(Byleth) "I suppose that's why you took the time to help him out personally...No matter. While it's very admirable of you to help someone out, please consider your other responsibilities before you charge into something again. That is all, please help out whatever the dining staff needs."

(Ashe) "...U-Understood, professor."

(Byleth) "Oh, there's Ashe. Who's he talking to...? A child and a woman..."

(Ashe) "Huh? Oh um, I appreciate you coming up here, but really it was no trouble helping you out!"

(Woman) "Nonsense, my son told me you were the only one to come to his aid! If something were to happen to him, I wouldn't know what to do!"

(Byleth) "Guess that answers my question of who they are...Ashe looks like he's blushing a bit. Heh."

(Woman) "I'm afraid I don't have much, but please have this!"

(Ashe) "A pouch of gold?! There's quite a lot in it, I-I couldn't!"

(Kid) "It's okay mister! We talked about it!"

(Byleth) "Looks like I should step in...Excuse me-"

(Woman) "Oh hello, dear!"

(Byleth) "Don't yo-AHEM! My name is Byleth, and I am Ashe's professor."

(Kid) "Whaaaat?! No way, you look like the same age as me, and you're a teacher?!"

(Woman) "Are you really?"

(Ashe) "Y-Yes, he's my professor, despite how young he looks! But anyways, was there something you needed, sir?"

(Byleth) "I was actually here to talk to the mother. Students aren't usually allowed to take direct payments from citizens like this."

(Woman) "O-Oh, then do I need to giv-"

(Byleth) "No worries ma'am, he doesn't need any kind of payment."

(Ashe) "He's right, your thanks is good enough! You should keep that money for your son."

(Woman) "W-Well...if you insist. Thank you, again!"

(Kid) "Thank you mister!"

...

(Ashe) "Whew...thanks for helping me out with that professor! I think they would've just forced the money onto me!"

(Byleth) "No problem Ashe."

(Byleth) "Ah, there you are Ashe."

(Ashe) "Hello, professor. Did you need something?"

(Byleth) "Just to talk is all...You're a good kid, you know that?"'

(Ashe) "Haha...I don't know about tha-...Wait, kid? I'm older than you though!"

(Byleth) "Meh. Anyways, I do mean it. Seeing you interact with that kid and mother made me realize something. Remember what I said about considering your other responsibilities before going headfirst into another problem?"

(Ashe) "I do."

(Byleth) "I realized that it was rude of me to say that. Seeing how happy they were that you helped out, and how the mother said no one else was there, you really did consider the other problems that day. You chose to help someone in need."

(Ashe) "Don't worry about what you said, if anything you're right about me forgetting the other stuff once I'm in the moment. Honestly, I can't really help but feel like I need to help the people who need it..."

(Byleth) "Like kids?"

(Ashe) "Yes. Sometimes though, I feel like it might get me in a little bit of trouble."

(Byleth) "With how nice you are? I say more than a little bit. You could be taken advantage of."

(Ashe) "Well...I'd rather take the chance and get burned a little rather than risk a life of someone so little."

(Byleth) "...Ha...!"

(Ashe) "The tiny professor laughing at...me. Huh, not sure if I should feel offended or proud of that."

(Byleth) "Sorry, I wasn't laughing at you. That's just...proving my earlier point. You're a good kid, always looking out for the little ones, no matter who they are."

(Ashe) "Well I can't really help myself...To be honest, I sometimes feel like wanting to help you out! Though uh...I don't think you need one considering I've seen you decapitate several bandits...at once..."

(Byleth) "Yeah, don't expect me to call you big bro or anything...Though, I appreciate it nevertheless."

(Ashe) "Of course! We always look after our tiny professor like you're our little brother!"

(Byleth) "Ugh, Mercedes and Annette are a terrible influence on you..."

#child!byleth #byleth #ashe duran #blue lions #fe3h #fe16 #fire emblem three houses imagines #fire emblem three houses headcanons

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jadedjxsung · 4 years ago

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written ship

“If ur ok w it can I request a romantic ship bc idk I’m just genuinely curious HHAHAHA,,, Idk how to explain how I look BUT I have long brown hair w bangs, light skin medj big eyes, I have lips leaning towards the plumper side and am 5’3 and a half HHAHAHA. (( if you want I can send a picture if that doesn’t help you !!! )) As for my personality I’m rlly friendly and understanding !!! I’ve been told I am rlly good at listening and understanding both sides when there’s an argument, and I’m quite outgoing depending on my mood,,, mostly outgoing though !!! I’m quite hot tempered but I can control it. I am the type of person to think a lot and I need to rant to someone about it,,, and I also want to be able to be like a some sort of emotional pillar for some people bc a lot of ppl tell em I’m good at like listening, giving advice and empathizing w problems and such,,, but I care a lot,,, to the point where I get affected by every little thing,,, basically I’m hella sensitive but I’m trying to work on it hehehe. Idk if this is true or false but I’ll add it in anyway bc it MUGHT be helpful,,, im told I’m like a white puppy ???? Like I’m told I’m like rlly pure and naive and somewhat energetic HHAHAHA,,, bc I always manage to make my friends soft for me or make em talk to me about their struggles naturally. I would say I’m open minded, and bro I literally can’t get mad at anyone ???? Bc I’m scared they’ll get hurt but when something gets too far I’ll try to tell em as nice as possible and to try to not make it look like it’s completely their fault, bc I think that in most situations there’s usually two part of the story so yeah HHAHAHA,,, like I just rlly try to find what the person did good yk hHAHAH,,, my mom has also told me I’m too nice and I try too hard to find the good in ppl to the point where I kinda forget about myself but rlly im working on that. Tbh im the sort of person to think A LOT A LOT and get myself into stupid things bc I think it’ll be fun and I do it w good intention in mind but then I just end up getting myself into some small drama and I get stressed and ofc I know it’s my fault bc I got myself into it but after that I’ve gotten sooo so paranoid I always think I’m doing something wrong but like I know I didn’t like at the back of my head but I still apologize first. As for my interests I rlly like dancing, sports in general,,, drawing, music, and working out for some reason HHAHAHA,,, one of my favorite things to do is to just go out for a drive and listen to chill music bc like idk o just find it soooo relaxing !!!! And I like going on walks like on a beach especially when it’s cold and windy Bc it’s rlly refreshing !!! Like I just like staying on a balcony w a nice view w wind just BLOWING yk. Tbh if I were in a relationship o would want it to be like walking in beaches and filming each other’s memories yk bc I just find that so so so fun esp when you compile it and look back at it I’m the future !!!! I would also love to have like a dog in the future of adopt one or own one w my future s/o bc one, Ive never had a dog but always wanted one and two, it just seems like soooo much fun 🥰. Like I would also LOVE to binge watch a drama w my future s/o or just w friends and family yk bc NGL binge watching a drama is soooo much fun especially when you have people around. I also as I’ve said rlly enjoy singing dancing and drawing,,, especially drawing !!! At times I can be a big crackhead bc I randomly think of weird questions at random times of the day HHAHAHA and when I ask someone they kinda ask if I’m okay But rlly it just COMES to me ya know. Like one time I thought,,, “would I rather eat curry that tastes like poop or poop that tastes like curry” KSBAJA,,, I rlly like hugging ppl ??? Idk why ???? I also have a tendency to brush ppls hair JSBSJA,,, I really I’m a big softie w a lot and of crackgead energy HHAHAHA,,, I also rlly like to bake and cook bc it’s therapeutic sometimes and at times I just feel so PROFESSIONAL IABJA wow ok HHAHAHA,,, ok this is LONG but I hope you found it helpful !!!”

wow! this is very long haha, but indeed very helpful!

i ship you with…

hyunjin!

okayokayokay so

hyunjin has said that his ideal type is someone who can “listen to my worries well and can empathize to them as if it’s their own worries.”

so you would get along very well!

also you both like dancing so that’s a big plus. bonus points if you already know a lot of skz’s choreography and if hyunjin’s practicing by himself you sometimes join in for funsies and end up dancing like crackheads lmao

next point: kkami.

like you’ll just be looking after kkami for the day, and you were taking a nap with kkami on your couch

and hyunjin enters your house quietly because he wanted to surprise you

and he looks into the living room to see you asleep on the couch, kkami curled up beside you.

by this point you wake up, but continue to pretend sleeping. you hear hyunjin whisper shout “kkami!”

kkami stays beside you, not moving at all. this occurs for about two minutes before you open your eyes and just watch as hyunjin literally is doing his best to get kkami to go to him. he stands up and pouts, then sees you’re awake and goes over to where you’re lying down on the couch.

“kkami loves you more than he loves me” [cue more pouting]

“aww come here baby, it’s okay because i love you and i know he does too. he just doesn’t show it.” you move over and then all three of you end up napping on your couch for a few hours while you run your hands through his quite excellent hair (especially the hair he has now aajkhfskd) :’) w h o l e s o m e

i think you’d be really good in arguments - you sound like a good mediator and i think being able to see his perspective will help you in sorting out the issue and coming to an agreement/solution. he’s so soft for you though so he can’t be mad at your for long, especially when you never get mad at him. i think that it’s good but also being too empathetic is definitely going to be your downfall sometimes.

tbh i think most of your arguments would probably be based around whatever dramas you’re watching - though these are more of the joking kind of arguments rather than like a fight argument. like whether x character’s redemption arc was actually good or not, or even just little things like what happens in each episode, or oddly specific things like whether x character’s favourite coffee is an americano or a latte. (my friends and i do this with sherlock lmao we argue about it a lot, anyway i digress)

you guys will have drama marathons at least once a month. lots of snacks, blankets, pillows, and cuddles.

your random questions always make him laugh, you know the one where his eyes crinkle and stuff :)

thank you for requesting @hyungenes i hope you are well and stay safe! :)

(also the alternate endings to heather are taking so long because i’ve written about half of each and kinda didn’t know where they were going. i’ll finish them soon though, hopefully!)

#hyungenes #stray kids ships #stray kids ship #skz ship #stray kids matchup #stray kids matchups #skz matchup #submission #hwang hyunjin #skz hyunjin #stray kids hyunjin #hyunjin

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dcarhcarts · 6 years ago

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This.....is the 1000th post on this blog, and I definitely waited until that could be true to post it, and that’s honestly? Very fitting. Seriously, you guys are a m a z i n g and I have literally never done a milestone before so I can’t tell you what it’s supposed to look like?? But we’ve somehow Miraculously (tm) managed to reach 100 followers and - anyway, this is going to be me very unprofessionally gushing about everyone because....I love you all and you’re all amazing aaaaaa. I’m??? Literally so blessed to have made friends and write with all of you. Y’all with multiple blogs, I’m only tagging once so I don’t spam your feed ok? And - as usual, this is going to get Long, because everything I do gets Long apparently. I tried to do it chronologically but IDK how well it worked oops.

THE LOVES OF MY LIFE, THE SUN IN MY EYES, MY MOON AND STARS

@ccrrupticn / D!!!! you are?? literally the reason I made this blog?? Without you, this thing would n o t mcfreaking exist omg!! You’re such an amazing writer (seriously, you manage so many muses and you give them all such distinct voices??? witchcraft???) and also so ???ridiculously kind! I love gushing to you about our Kids and you’re honestly A Saint (tm) for dealing with all of my blog construction/life related breakdowns, my crazy crossover headcanons and crashing into your inbox rambling about musicals <3 I miss talking to you so hmu whenever you come back if you want!!

@personnages / Lynna!! You’re like an Actual Angel. I think you were the first person!! who talked to me?? And You were So Nice and Welcoming that you literally soothed half of my fears coming into rpc like immediately?? You basically helped me figure out how diminutives work and you’re responsible for me adding at least 3 of my muses and I cannot tell you how much I love you and every time you pop onto my dash/feed/discord/etc, it just makes me happy inside <3 Definitely 100000% will follow you to every blog (if you’ll have me lmao) regardless of fandom!! i’m super excited about all of our ship/friendship roulettes and you’re just an absolute joy to talk to.

@nikolacvnas / LYDIA goodness you are a W O N D E R. Probably the best? Historically based blog I’ve ever encountered, and definitely one of my favorite parts of the Anastasia rpc!! The care and research and attention to detail that goes into your portrayals are a s t o n i s h i n g? Your Tatya is divine, your Maria is So Lovely and I Cry For Joy that you write Dima honestly. I’d been eyeing your blog for a little bit before I made my own - and I was honestly a little scared of you when we started cause you are a GODDESS and I am a potato, but then we talked??? and you’re hilarious and a ridiculously kind person and I love you? And of course, I love your dog (the cutest in the universe).

@mythostold / LESLIE~ Different blog, same story~ Man, I’ve been following you since maybe day two of this blog being active? No matter which fandom you end up in and which muse you write, you have such!! good!!! takes!!! For one, I love reading your meta posts??? Like you’re just so incredibly passionate about your muses?? And your writing style is so good aaaaaaa it’s so atmospheric. And on top of all of that - you’re??? such a sweet and incredible??? person??? And I love talking to you boo <3

@lifeawoke / NAT BBYSWEET <3 <3 <3 I have told the story of how I did a victory dance when you followed me to d e a t h probably but it’s t r u e your writing is amazing and your blog is amazing and y o u are amazing! You are the Natasha to my Sonya, and literally every time you send me a musing I’m like immediate-goofy-grin-heart-eyes???? It’s honestly a crime we don’t have more threads but like you’re an absolute joy to talk to and meme with and I adore you/your portrayal of beautiful bratty Natasha even if she drives my Sonya up the wall <3 You are Definitely the Funny Mutual lololol I crack up so much talking to you <3

@valianceearned / CARP you’re an amazing person/writer and holy h e c k am I impressed by your OCs!! They’re all so well thought out and developed? Your bios are so detailed and so much love and care is put into all of your characters. And your writing is so Lovely and it’s also very aesthetically lovely like holy heck the amount of work you put into both the content and the formatting? I am agog, I am aghast!!

@gearsandlevers / Callie!!!!! YOU ROUND ALL THE CORNERS I STRAIGHTEN THE CURVES!! love your kids so much. Your Violet is a delightfully clever and likeable kid, your Evan might have literally walked off the stage two seconds ago, and you’ve put so much thought into your cinnabon stoner Henry. Your dialogue is amazing and I love our headcanon sessions lobbing ideas back and forth with you!!

@spareisms / HEY MAGGIE GUESS WHAT YOU’RE WORTH MELTING FOR!! You’re like the sweetest person alive??? How are you an Actual Real Life Disney Princess?? Your Anna is so well characterized and multi layered and I love how she an be so flawed but so brave and just how human she is. I’m very excited for your Anne Shirley too!! You’re a great writer (and a super sweet person aaaa) and I love you!!

@gcneralvaganov / Deanna, I have just one question: How? Have we only known each other for like 2 months???? It feels like my dash would literally be incomplete without you?? You play such deeply complex and incredibly flawed muses with such a great depth of respect and humanity. I love all of our AUs (we.....probably have a dozen by now), our long fix-canon tangents, and....look the inevitable conclusion to this whole thing is that we should....basically just write Anastasia tbh??? You’re incredibly funny and kind and talented and I’m so glad I yeeted myself into your IMs that first time 2 months ago! I love you, I love your muses, (Dima and Anya love their Dumb Boyfriend), and I love writing with you!

@ncvaflows / ALEXA YOU ABSOLUTE LEGEND YOU. You??? Unlocked Ultimate AU Mode Ro and it’s like I c a n ‘ t stop?? First off, I cannot believe we literally own the same books and like the same barbie movies. How are we not literally the same person?? (Maybe w e ’ r e Anneliese and Erika lmao). Honestly from day 1 you’ve been so welcoming and lovely and I’m so glad we crashed into each other’s IMs yelling at top volume about random ya lit/movies/aus!! I adore literally all of your OCs (is everyone a b s o l u t e l y sure they’re not canon??? hmmmmm a Mystery)???? In the words of Li Shang, “You WRITE GOOD????” Anyway you’re amazing and I love you <3

WHILE IT’S DEFINITELY MY FAULT FOR BEING AN ANXIOUS BEAN WE REALLY NEED TO TALK MORE OFTEN CAUSE I LOVE YOU

@curtainrisen / Rebekah, dude, you’re a wonder. Your muses??? So diverse, and your voices for them? Super on the nose and amazing. I love your Helene and how human she is, and I really gotta toss more of my kids at you (Super excited for Duke!!). You’re real chill to meme with and I love talking/writing with you!!

@heartlosttravelers / Tor!! I love that you stan Raoul de Chagny So Hard ( the pure cinnamon roll boy deserves it honestly) and you’re super cool and great to talk to! All your muses are a m a z i n g and I always love the read when you pop up on my dash!

@damerusse / Marie!! You’re hella chill. Your memes???? 10000000% actually legendary. Meming with you cracks me The Heck Up. Lily is forever the puppy dealer, that is all, thank you, gnight. Ok for real though - your Lily is pretty Legendary too and you really got all that Spark and Fire right down. You’re amazing, and I love stalking your threads on my dash!

@lionhvrted / Fortune, my buddy my pal, we really be Out Here making Jane Austen plots even m o r e rom-com. Like. How did we manage that??? We might be literally magical lmao. We don’t have a ton of stuff going on at the moment but I love our dumb pining kids and I love the justice and humanity you give to your Caroline, and Fitzy loves his (future) wife.

@guvernantka / P R U E I already love our Exasperated Big Sis / Annoying Lil Sis / LITERALLY WHO EVEN ARE YOU YOU SMELLY DUMBASS LIL BRO IN LAW dynamic. You have the Best Sense of Humor (tm) and I’m always catching you when it’s like 12 in the morning here so I’m always cracking up silently in bed trying not to wake my roommies up.

@anastcsie / I LOVE OUR ANGRY SMOL AND DIRTY TOL YOUNG-BUT-OLD MARRIED COUPLE AND THEIR OLDEST DAUGHTER NAMED MARIA ALREADY. I love your Anya and how feisty and fiery she is (Dima, needless to say, loves his wife) and I love how chill (and hilarious!!) you are as a person. We do have a tendency to turn into angst monsters 24/7 but honestly that’s half the fun!!

@asundrop / Polly!!!! ok so I know we haven’t really done anything w/ Raps (yet muahaha) BUT b o y was I hella excited when I found someone willing to yell about CDrama with me??? Thank you for being the Eternally Stoic/Always Annoyed Ancient God to my Tiny Dumb Fox Princess?? I love them and I love you (you’re hella cool) so there!

@moretreasurewithin / KAAAATE goodness it’s only been a couple of days but I’m So Comfortable talking to you already? You’re just honestly really amazingly kind and I love screaming about Anastasia with you. We gotta get more going but I love your Dima and Maria Already (tm) and I love your sense of humor (here’s to torturing Dima with ties!!) and I can’t wait to get to know you better!

@annastrxng / AAAA somehow I managed to chat with you and then?? We never got anything going and it’s definitely mostly my fault cause of that High Anxiety (and also the fact that I got Immediately Busy) but you are literally So Nice and The Most Understanding and super great to talk to!! I hope we get something going in the future!!

@soulcrossed / ROSE we have the same name I keep forgetting this lmao BUT ANYWAY. All your muses?? Amazing. You gotta throw more of them at me. Your Sophie?? Are you Actually Diana Wynn Jones in disguise?? I love our crazy au/headcanon sessions and I love/hate that you’re The Worst Enabler and I’m inevitably going to end up with the other two Hatter sisters on this blog lmao.

I HAVEN’T TALKED TO YOU TON YET BUT HI!!! YOU SEEM CHILL!!

@alonecour / @steeledstark / @professor-of-predators / @sclskinn / @dulcettc / @volaticoux / @frxncaise / @argelfrasterr / @i-wrote-myway / @zharptiitsa / @villainsfall / @anyaromanovarp / @agoodandloyalrussian / @aliquisinter

AND EVERY ONE OF Y’ALL AMAZING PEOPLE OUT THERE I’M ADMIRING SILENTLY FROM AFAR EVEN NOW BECAUSE I CHICKENED OUT OF TAGGING YOU LAST MINUTE CAUSE WHAT IF YOU’RE LIKE “LMAO WHO IS THIS WEIRDO TAGGING ME??” (p.s. this is 100000% permission to slide into my IMs/like a plotting call/etc. I honestly think y’all are hella cool and probably love you already)

#follow forever #( milestone )#( ooc ) ✵ ~ CHANDELIERS AND CAVIAR ~ /#((................you know i made more friends than i thought i would coming into rpc as an anxious smol))#((I LOVE YOU ALL YOU'RE ALL AMAZING))#((thanks for putting up w/ me & my Super Anxious Self))#((ok i'm just gonna post this before i forget and reblog something and miss the 1000th post))

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master-sass-blast · 6 years ago

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The Greatest Pumpkin There Ever Was.

What? Early update?

Yes, so that it comes out on Halloween. Thus, the next fic will be out next Friday.

Also, NaNoWriMo starts tomorrow and I’m participating! I think I might have enough Piotr fics stockpiled to get me through, but if there’s an extra shitty one towards the end it’s because I didn’t and I had to write one while doing NaNo.

So, uh, yeah.

Summary: You carve pumpkins for the first time, first with the students at Xavier’s, then with the X-Force.

Pairings: Piotr Rasputin x Reader.

(highkey this is kinda shitty but IT MADE ME HAPPY SO SHUT UP)

(also please murder my askbox with headcanons ideas nothing would make me happier. no, i’m not kidding.)

“Okay, so --theoretically--how many pumpkins can I get?”

You’re standing in the middle of a pumpkin patch, eyeing the selection of giant orange gourds around you.

Granted, you’re there to get pumpkins for the students at Xavier’s --and for the X-Force, at Wade’s insistence--but you still want to carve as many pumpkins for yourself as possible.

Piotr, your boyfriend, simply crosses his arms over his chest and shakes his head. “We have to be able to fit them in car, myshka,” he says with a chuckle. “And we have to keep it affordable.”

“So, what, that’s like twenty? Thirty? Come on give me a number here.”

“And how, exactly, do you plan on carving thirty pumpkins?”

“With a knife. Duh.”

He laughs and shakes his head again. “You can have two to yourself.”

You gape. “Two? How am I supposed to enjoy myself with just two pumpkins?”

“Take it from someone who has done this before,” Piotr says as he picks up an absurdly large pumpkin with an equally absurd amount of ease. “It’s more work than you think.”

You fake-pout but start picking out pumpkins anyway. “I’m not entirely sure I believe you, but alright.”

As always, at Xavier’s, students come first.

White plastic folding tables are assembled en masse on the massive back lawn and covered with old newspapers. Garbage cans are lined with bags and set at the ends of every table. Seats are placed around the tables and pumpkins are set in front of each seat. Sharpie markers litter the table, and teachers are out in abundance to help the younger kids with the actual carving process.

You grin as you watch the kids scramble for a seat and start drawing faces on the surfaces of the gourds. “I gotta admit, this is pretty amazing.”

Piotr nods, briefly stopping his efforts in helping Sasha and Katya to grin up at you. “We take care of our kids here.”

“Have you ever carved a pumpkin before, Miss Y/N?” Timothy asks as he draws a fanged face onto the surface of his pumpkin with the utmost of concentration.

“I haven’t,” you admit. “This’ll be my first year doing it.”

“How have you not carved a pumpkin before? Everyone carves pumpkins.”

“Nyet,” Sasha pipes up as she and her sister work on their pumpkin together. “Western Halloween is banned back home.”

“Okay, but Miss Y/N is American. She didn’t grow up in one of the orphanages. She should’ve carved pumpkins before this.”

You purse your lips together as Piotr starts lecturing Timothy on politeness and diverse experiences. “My parents didn’t let me do stuff like this growing up.”

“Well, that’s dumb.” He looks up at you and grins. “You should do one with us!”

The other students cheer and start begging you to join them.

“I don’t know,” you say over the chorus of ‘please’s and ‘you should’s. “I’m supposed to help you guys...”

“Pumpkin time!” Timothy chants, banging his fists against the table. “Pumpkin time! Pumpkin time!”

Soon enough, the rest of the students are caught up in the excitement, pounding on the tables and making the spoons and knives with plastic orange handles skitter everywhere.

“Enough!” Piotr shouts, just loud enough to pierce through the din, when he has to dodge a knife that would’ve hit his face. “Calm down, please.” He smiles fondly at you, then says “I will get pumpkin for Miss Y/N.”

You can’t help but smile as the kids cheer as Piotr heads inside, then cheer louder when he reemerges with a pumpkin in tow. I love it here.

You’re in the middle of making yourself a sandwich when Wade sprints into the kitchen and slams a massive pumpkin on the counter.

“It’s pumpkin carving time!”

“We already did that, Douchepool,” Ellie deadpans from the next room over. “Two days ago.”

“Okay, but that was for the students!” Wade whines. “This is for team bonding!”

“I am not spending another hour to carve a fucking useless gourd that will rot to shit in two weeks.”

“Language, NTW,” Piotr admonishes as he lays old newspaper pieces on the table. “And you already agreed to do this.”

“We could do one together!” Yukio says, batting her eyelashes at her girlfriend until she relents.

“Fine.”

“Excellent! Glad we’re all settled! Now, we just need the stabbing implements!”

You nearly choke on your sandwich as Wade pulls out his katanas and sets them next to his pumpkin. “Are you serious?”

“They’re swords! They’re literally meant to slice things!”

“No,” Piotr interjects, frustration evident on his face. “Absolutely not. That would be incredibly dangerous!”

You lean back against the counter and continue eating your sandwich. This is gonna take a while.

Fifteen minutes later.

Pumpkins: Ready.

Sandwich: Gone.

Argument: Still going.

You lean in next to Ellie as you watch Piotr and Wade argue. “Chips on who’s winning?”

“Neena’s already bet on Wade,” Ellie says as she films the fight on her phone. “No one else is willing to go against her.”

You snort. “Fair enough.”

“Give me one good reason, Long John Silver, why I can’t use my katanas to carve my pumpkins! One!”

“It’s dangerous.”

“Newsflash! Knives are dangerous too! I’ve stabbed more than enough people to prove that!” Then, while your boyfriend’s distracted by trying to breathe through the aneurysm Wade’s undoubtedly giving him, Wade takes the opportunity to stab one of his katanas through a pumpkin, effectively claiming it as his. “Oh, would you look at that! You’re too late to stop me!”

Piotr visibly rolls his eyes and counts to ten, then points at Nathan. “If he hurts himself, you’re cleaning it up.”

Nathan smirks. “So, standard operating procedures, then.”

You grin as Piotr mutters something in Russian under his breath. “Isn’t it always?”

Halfway into the designing process you’re struck by an idea. A wonderful idea. A devious idea. A potentially horrible idea.

You wait until Piotr’s very intensely occupied by the process of working on the design for his own pumpkin --he’s still in the drawing stage, ever the perfectionist--then slip your phone out of your pocket.

You: If you can carve a dick into your pumpkin without Piotr noticing, I’ll buy you a pizza.

Bro: W da money i gave u, rite?

You: Do you want the pizza or not?

Bro: Hells yeah! Prepare 2 fork it over!!!

You stifle a giggle and slip your phone back into your pocket just as Piotr looks up. Oh, this is gonna be good.

Watching Wade continually escalate his methods of keeping Piotr --or just about anyone other than Nate--from seeing his pumpkin is one of the best things you’ve ever witnessed in your whole life.

He starts cornering himself off on the table, away from everyone else. He gives various excuses when asked about the sudden secrecy, ranging from his pumpkin being “shy” to him suddenly having developed an allergy to sharing close quarters with other people.

You can tell Piotr’s starting to get suspicious of Wade when the merc claims that his pumpkin --which he’s named Dick, not subtle at all, Wade--needs to remain unseen until the very end for very specific and obscure religious reasons, so you slip out your phone again.

You: Dude!!! You’re supposed to be doing this as a secret, not as a performance act!!!

Bro: Hey, u nvr said how i had 2 do this in da 1st place XP dont critik da master itz r00d.

You: You know no one texts like that anymore, right?

Bro: fuk u

In the end --somehow--Wade manages to avoid getting caught. You all carry your pumpkins outside to arrange them with the pumpkins carved by the students and pose for picture after picture with them.

Russel is declared the unanimous winner for his brilliant ‘skull-surrounded-by-flames’ design, which the teen absolutely does not --read as absolutely does--preen over.

“You did very excellent job with this,” Piotr praises the pyrokinetic adolescent. “The dimensions on the skull are very good; the flames look very realistic as well.”

“Mad Ghost Rider vibes, dude,” Wade adds. “So cool.”

As you head inside, your phone vibrates in your pocket.

Bro: U owe me a pizza!!!1!

You: Congrats, man. Piotr’s gonna kick your ass when he goes outside tomorrow and sees the LITERAL PENIS carved in a pumpkin.

Bro: >:O U trolled me!

You: Succkkkkkeeeerrrrrr.

Unfortunately for Wade, he doesn’t even get until tomorrow.

You’re snuggled up with Piotr on the rec room couch, admiring the pictures you’d taken earlier, when it happens.

He breaks off mid-sentence and stares at the screen of your phone. He blinks, does a double-take, and peers closer, almost disbelieving. His mouth pulls into a grimace and he growls, kisses the top of your head, and lurches off the couch. “Wade!”

You laugh --then outright cackle when you take a closer look at the picture and realize that you missed something earlier as well.

Sitting right next to Wade’s penis pumpkin, aimed directly at the camera, is a pumpkin with a hand flipping the bird and the words “Fuck the man” carved into it.

It’s Nathan’s pumpkin, no less.

You wipe tears away from your eyes and twist around on the couch so you can watch Piotr rant about appropriateness while Wade argues back and Nathan watches the merc with fondness in his eyes and a smirk on his lips.

It’s official. Pumpkin carving is the best.

#sass writes #piotr rasputin x reader #colossus x reader #piotr rasputin imagine #colossus imagine #nathan summers x wade wilson #cablepool #negasonic x yukio #ellie phimister x yukio #happy halloween everyone #i'm salty over the fact that i didn't get to carve a pumpkin this year #so salty #pure fluff #nothing but fluff #and a little fuckery #wade carves a penis on his pumpkin because you dare him to #x men fanfiction #deadpool fanfiction

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classicjdiesandgoestohell · 3 years ago

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something that has been bothering me sooo much lately is how dysphoric i feel around nick literally terrible i haven't felt this dysphoric in yeaaaarrrrrssssss. theres some post on my instagram from december about having fucking dysphoria dreams do u realize how ridiculous that is???? Literally have dreams for weeks on end about dysphoria??????? crazy, especially bc dreams are always super relevant for me. they are not abstract at all, they are straight up what is happening and what ive been feeling lately.

june does not make this feel any better at all way worse i feel so bad. my girlfriend bought me a binder for christmas but i mostly just wore it at the house (idk why, its not like i Don't want to be flat when i leave the house, i just always seemed to forget when i needed to leave) to feel better at myself. (actually as i type this i realize it's because s lot of my dysphoria is more, self inflicted than other ppl percieving me. I have the worst dissociation ever I don't process that when I leave the house, there is a physical body that people are perceiving so i don't particularly care what i look like). ANYWAYS long story short i started wearing my binder to school bc i want to make sure that i can handle wearing it for the full 8-10 hours, instead of taking it off after a few. I have also been observing which shirts i look the flattest in so that i can wear those ones to see him. yea. obviously they're all sweaters/heavier clothes which won't work well with the heat but never! In my life! Have I let heat stopped me from wearing clothes!

i also wanted to try a new hair dye colour bc ive had blonde & pink for over a year now )i still love it, don't get me wrong i am just curious what other colours id like) but like i am scared it'll suck and i won't be able to get my hair back to something good by the time i see him. if i dyed it within the next week it'd Maybe be faded enough to redye it b4 the trip??? But I don't know how fast green fades compared to the pink i always do. Way slower im pretty sure.

i also really want to Cut my hair and get a shorter haircut but again i am so scared it'll look bad. ivr had the same length for also over a year and i like it, it's safe. but this post is DYSPHORIA THEMED i think it's too ambiguous. i think my face is too feminine for it to ever look male on me, even if it could for other people. i want to go shorter but if it grows out badly im ending it!!!!!!! it'd be better to do it now (i was planning to cut my hair Tonight) but if i cut it badly, ill have 1-2 more weeks left of school w a terrible haircut.....but if i cut it after that, it might not be able to grow out enough to look ok b4 nick? UGH I don't know bro idk what my final decision will be. i need to make it fucking fast though. maybe ill have my sister help me make the decision & cut it so that it'll be better. the issue is I have very very straight hair so i hate shorter hair styles bc if i don't brush it or if i go more than 3 days w/o showering, it gets so flat i look so fucking bad

Ohghhhhhhh this reminds me i have terrible eating disorder related hair loss. I started recovery mid-march, and my friend said it took him about 3 months for his hair to start being healthy & grow back again and that's around the time i see nick. but it could take longer for me. that's another reason i don't want to cut my hair, because j did used to have shorter hair and it looked fine. It was never flat or anything even w/o brushing, but now i have much less hair on my head. and it is not the healthiest hair.. so im scared how it'd look shorter

I'm talking a lot about cutting & dyeing it when most likely I'd just end up keeping the same haircut anyways!

yea just o haven't had a cis person in my life in YEARS all my friends either came out ss trans or they got cut off for other reasons so there is just none except like...my dad but he does not count. Honorary lgbt. especially a cis person i am dating....? It feels so bad literally so much anxiety all the time i already hate talking caus my voice so in person i wonder how often i will want to just opt out of the situation and not exist. god i hate it bc i am soo excited for everything else i want to be there so badly but i just hate that i must have a physical form and he has to see it. i haven't really been dysphoric for a long time (bc, no cis people in my life, got more comfortable in myself, came out irl) but it just. ugh. Yeah. i feel so guilty for kind of dreading that part of seeing him because i feel like i Should be totally excited but i am also so anxious. And also that's the whole point? is to see him and for him to see me. and know that i have a body i am real i have a face and i amna whole person and he is also. So it's like oh you're planning this whole elaborate thing only to dread likr...the main part of it. It'll probably be fine tho, i find i am much less aware of things in the moment and i won't even notice especially if i am having a good time. maybe the worry will be there when im trying to sleep, or in awkward spaces where i am suddenly aware of myself and my body and where i am. i love him and trust him tho so it'll be ok.

That is my post thank you for posting!

#lucky strike #whew!#purgatory

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mowseries · 6 years ago

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Allies Obstruct

=INTRO B: COLLAPSING PEACE=

((Courtesy of @codedhopes & @super-tired-robot))

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{June 20th, 20XX}

[The Mighty Numbers had spent months abroad.]

“-Whines- Won’t this dumb car go any faaaaaasterrrrr?”

“Not in traffic, it won’t, and you know it.”

[But now, at last, they were home.]

“Hey, is someone gonna wake snipebro up, or—“

“Ah’ AM awake, ya bunch a’ yappers…”

“Temper, Eight! Don’t get snappy at your sister!”

[They’d gone out to tournaments time and time again, but the saying held true: “there’s no place like home.” It was always a relief to come back… and this time, more than usual.

After a near solid month of time in recovery dodging questions from the press, INTERPOL, MI6, VIN, and other agencies, everyone was ready to be back in their own beds and eating a home-cooked meal.]

“EEEYYYYY I CAN SEE OUR HOUSE FROM HERE!”

“No duh, planebrain! It’s one of the taller buildings in the city!”

[Unfortunately, being cooped up in airplane rides for the past few days and then cramped into a travel vehicle had left them a bit…

…restless.]

Avi: I mean I can see the front door now! :D -Freedommmmmmm—-

Pyro: Don’t open up the roof— No flying out of the car—

Avi: D^: But—but awwwww, come onnnn! It’s right over theeeerrrrrre— only a little hover awayyy…

Bat: We return home as a unit, Six, not in pieces!

Mic: Give Six break. -W- Happy to be home.

Avi: YEEAAAHHH it’s so good to be home—gosh I can’t WAIT to get back to my radio tower—

Cryo: I’m sure you have some ICE stories to tell the viewers, kyaha~

Shade: -Growls at the pun-

Avi: DON’T YOU KNOW IT—

Pyro: Inside voice, Avi.

Avi: —buuuuut it’s too bad I can’t explain what happened…. Did we, uh, ever decide on a story of what to say if they asked about Toby?

Dyna: -Haughty hairflick- Juszzzt szzay that I fried that naszzty biker to a core. Completely true, after all. They can aszzzume the reszzt. -Sparks briefly-

Shade: -Flinches at this- (Ugh, can ya not while we’re cramped in the car, Sis…)

[The smallest of the Mighty Numbers was distracted, pressing his face against the window. It was good to be home: to see the familiar sights, to be where he belonged…

…Well, at least when it came to his family. He wasn’t much of a fighter, so he always felt out of place. Especially considering Pyro had him benched for the time being…]

Beck: (I hope she’s okay…. There weren’t any more “accidents,” so she kept her promise, but…)

Brand: …Are you okay there, otouto?

Beck: ! O-oh, yeah, I, uh…

Beck: I-I was just thinking about Tobias. He… he was really out of it for a while, huh…

Avi: -Thumbs up- Don’t you worry about Toby, bro! He’s up and running now, and he’ll be right as rain! That’s what Doc C said, at any rate…

Pyro: … When did you talk to Mikhail? -Confused-

Avi: Oh, just the other day! He was asking about the watch, actually, but I didn’t exactly have the instructions…

Bat: Watch?

Mic: Birthday present. Missed birthday, Shade sent present. E|

Shade: Mnnrgh. …Glad it got through.

Cryo: -Poooookes at her little brother with her nozzle arm-

Shade: | [

[The sniper remained in a grumpy mood as they finally pulled into the parking lot of Sanda Enterprises.]

Avi: WOOOOOOOO WE’RE HOME

Cryo: LAST ONE IN’S A FROZEN PUDDLE

Shade: Will y’all shut it fer just two minutes—

Cryo: Oh, stop being such a wash-out, Shadey!

Shade: Ain’t in the mood fer puns—‘m gonna go sleep through Sunday, thank yew—

Pyro: -Grabs him by the shoulder before he vanishes, keeping a firm grip- Oh no you aren’t. You’re carrying in your luggage, same as everyone else.

Shade: -Grumpy data- -Grumbles about something under his breath-

Pyro: What was that? | /

Shade: …Ah’ said, all that work an’ this is the thanks Ah’ get…

Cryo: Quit being a drama llama, Shadebro! We’re home now! -Grabs at luggage, gimme-

Dyna: Ugh, I’m too fabulouszz for thiszz. -Grinning, obviously not 100% serious- Earthbro iszz more than capable of carrying in everybody’szz luggage, right~?

Mic: OWO

Shade: …What she said—

Pyro: Enough, you two. <_<

Shade: … -Nah Imma go nap an’ ya can’t stop me— -

Pyro: -Not if my grip has anything to say about it-

Cryo: -Flings herself at Pyro, eager to get in on the conflict- FIGHT ME—

Brand: Cryo—! Now’s not the time!

Shade: Fer Xel’s sake, just give it a rest—

Avi: EYYYYY good one—

[The sniper had reached the end of his patience.]

Shade: -DAMMIT Ah’ did NOT mean t’ pun—- Avi, Ah’ swear if there’s one more pun outta yew…

“You want a hand with that? BJ”

Shade: !

[The commotion stopped momentarily, with the sniper looking down in surprise.]

[Sure enough, there he was: the one and only songbird. He was grinning up at his taller friend, giving off unfiltered gleeful data.

And just like that—]

Shade: -nEVERMIND, NAP CAN WAIT— -

[Cardinal laughed and gave his friend a proper hug. He didn’t even care that he was letting someone that close to him, or that he was showing such a strong sign of friendship.]

[It had been a long two months since they had last seen one another, and it had felt like ages. The old prototype Robot Master had done a lot of waiting in his time, but very rarely had he ever felt the sense of separation so poignantly.

He’d made an effort to drown out his sorrows by keeping busy, and had much to tell them… but that could wait.

For now, he was happy just to see his best friend alive and well again.]

Beck: Cardinal! :DDD You’re here!

[He ran in for a hug, and Cardinal pulled him in. Each of the three of them seemed to be savoring the moment.]

Bat: What are you doing here, Private? It’s 0400 local!

Cardinal: -Gleeful pings as he messes with Shade, the latter using him as an armrest- I had to come in person, Major! I failed to be up in time to see you off—it took all my self-control not to meet up with you at the airport in New York, instead!

Brand: That would have raised more questions, yes. -.-; Might I suggest that we continue this inside?

Shade: If you say so, ya stick-in-the-mud. B]

Cardinal: B]

[He broke into chuckles at that, though, shoving Shade off before going over to pick up his bags.]

Pyro: -Oh, you were being serious—- There’s no need for that, Cardinal. You’re our guest. Shade can carry his own bags in. ¬_¬

Cardinal: Nah, it’s fine— watch this!

[Cardinal used SUPER ARM!]

[And just like that, he’d grabbed all of Shade’s luggage effortlessly. Bat gave a whistle of appreciation.]

Cryo: NICE, Looks like he LIFTS, bros—

Cardinal: -Laughs- It does come in handy! C’mon, let’s head inside.

[Once all the Mighties were inside, the luggage was put to the side and everyone headed for the kitchen. It may be 4AM local, but they were still suffering from jet lag: it was about lunchtime in London. Even though he was a bit worn out from the travels, Pyro set about to preparing a proper meal for the family.

There was the usual chaos around the kitchen as Cardinal also prepared some coffee for himself and Countershade. When the prototype sat down, however… he immediately became subject to questioning.]

Avi: So what have you been up to, Cards? Got any new songs for us?

Cardinal: Ha, I wish… -Something of an empty half-smirk as he slides a mug of coffee over to Shade- It’s all run together a bit for me, actually. It… hasn’t been easy, to be honest.

Brand: …? What do you mean?

[Shade sipped at his coffee silently as his friend explained himself.

Despite the distance and the time difference—not to mention the risk on Cardinal’s end—the songbird had kept in touch with him and buzzed in every so often. So he was in the know on most of it.]

Cardinal: Well…

Cardinal: When days don’t have any specific value of importance assigned to them, multiple days of memory that are much the same usually cause identical cross-reference creation redundancy, and it becomes difficult to differentiate one day from another. It all becomes a blur….

Brand: …That’s not the only reason, is it.

Cardinal: Heh.

[He gave something of a wry grin, leaning against the table. The data he gave off was subtly more tired than before… and just as tense.]

Cardinal: You noticed, huh? Not much gets by you.

Beck: Nii-san is really good at that!

Cardinal: -Long sip of coffee- Yeah… I’ll admit that we didn’t take it very well at all, first. And me most of all.

Avi: Aw, we missed you too, buddy!

Bat: You seem to have held up well, soldier. You’re being too hard on yourself, as usual!

Cardinal: -Shakes his head- I was upset. I stayed Offline for a while, and then, well…

Cardinal: Tried to busy myself in work. Had to… do something, just keep moving forward. -Looks off into the distance- Figured we should make progress with repairs… needed certain resources. We had to go out and raid a lot for them: it really was rather hard.

Pyro: That would explain that one series of alerts we got…

Cardinal: Yeah, they’d brought more firepower than I had bargained for. I made it out alright, but I wouldn’t want any of you to go to such places, that’s for sure. There wasn’t much to find as it was.

Beck: Sorry I wasn’t there to help…

[Cardinal grinned and patted Beck’s shoulder.]

Cardinal: Nah, we really just needed more of specific metals, and any source of certain energies we could find. I got my hands on more E-tanks—which is good, but there still aren’t very many. Siamini’s been trying, but we haven’t made that breakthrough just yet. He thinks he might be getting close, having run the search on the database for months now.

Cryo: Uuugh, don’t tell me it was all work and no play! -Pbbbtth-

Cardinal: Sorry there, Ice Queen, but without you guys around, we didn’t have many people to play with, to be honest. Snow was often off doing his own thing, but he’s the only one who really gets out and about.

Dyna: Well, we’ll fix that now that we’re baaack~

Mic: Why need special metals? ?W? Ones Mic and Felix mine not enough?

Cardinal: -Gives a relaxed sigh, running his fingers through his hair- …Well, we needed to get samples from stuff related to the Second Generation. The only place that has that is that one old lab that’s been completely trashed several times over. It was time for us to strip that place to the bone anyway, before— well, before what happened… would happen.

Cardinal: Only it DID happen.

Bat: You’re referring to the WMD that got pointed at you?

Cardinal: -Grim expression- Mmm… it was more than that. There was… someone a bit like Mic, and definitely someone like Avi… though we were shot at long-range from someone like you, Major. The compound was destroyed.

Pyro: -Places some bacon aside- But no one was injured, right?

Cardinal: Most everyone got out of there in time, but I had to draw them off. Needless to say, that place won’t be offering up any more resources, and that’s one mainframe down. Luckily we have the one in the Meadow—and here, since the two are synched.

Cardinal: Though—it would still be putting you in danger to use your mainframe for our own devices. -Looks up- We don’t want to subject you to that if it can be helped.

Shade: -Puts his coffee down- M’ sure Dad would be fahn lettin’ ya use the mainframe if y’all really needed to, Cards.

Beck: Yeah! We’ll all help! ouo

Cardinal: Heh…. Thanks, but… -Trails off- …

Cardinal: …Well, at least we got some important data and schematics.

Brand: … -Raises an eyebrow- Such as?

Cardinal: I know what you’re thinking, Brand, but we didn’t find anything related to Shadow in there. Sorry.

[The Xel ninja said nothing, but it wasn’t hard to see (by his VISIBLY mildly unamused expression) that he was slightly disappointed to hear this.]

Shade: -Quiet ping of sympathy to his older brother- Ya woulda thought that somethin’ like that’d be in there.

Cardinal: You'd think a lot of things would be in there, but I’m pretty sure that Wily must have kept stuff like that written down on notepads, not stored in the RMD.

Beck: Why?

Cardinal: He lost things that were really important to him due to serious problems with the database once, you know—and he always was really, REALLY old school.

Cardinal: -Leans back in his chair a bit- Maybe it WAS in there once, but—y’know, it’s been a long time since the end of the Gamma incident. (Like, what… nine months or so?) He’s had time to delete that stuff, and he was really adamant about making sure Shadow was… quote-unquote taken care of, if you catch my drift.

[Brand clenched the knife he was holding a bit harder at this.]

Avi: -Aaaaaand distraction time—- So… what WERE you able to get?

Cardinal: Good question, Avs; we haven’t reviewed it in full as of yet. I think it was retrieval of the blueprints for the Second Generation, at least. I know that I went out and managed to get my hands on 020’s data.

Shade: -Nice-

Pyro: -Hopeful data- That’s the boxer, correct?

Cardinal: Yup.

Bat: Ha! Good work, soldier! No man left behind!

Beck: That must have been awfully scary, though! ono

Cardinal: -Grins- Well, it wasn’t easy! And yeah, it was a pretty big risk. But hopefully it’ll be worth it, in the long run.

[His smile fades.]

Cardinal: Tobias, though…

[The murmur of conversation died down at that. Avi fidgeted.]

Avi: Mikhail said he was okay, right…?

Cardinal: He’s… he’s alright.

[The Robot Master in question had been Offline for quite some time following the scene in the sands. And what a scene it had been…]

-=-=-=-=-=-=-

SKLLLKTTKRRRSHHHLLLRRRKKT—

[Oil and cooling fluids spattered all over Bladeblaster’s hands and weapon, as if they were blood….]

-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Cardinal: We never did explain what happened, did we…

[He presses a hand to his face and yawns.]

Cardinal: Well, maybe Mikhail can explain it tomorrow or something.

Beck: What is there to explain? :c He’s… he’s okay, right?

Cardinal: Yeah. He was asleep for a while, but that’s pretty common for any Robot Master after they get sent Offline in a traumatic fashion. Especially if they blame themselves. That data is really difficult to process, you know.

Dyna: -Awww, Tobyyyy…-

Beck: Sorry we couldn’t help out. D:

Cardinal: You guys had your own worries. We pulled through alright.

Cardinal: Besides, you’ve done a lot of good work with those molds you made for us! The new coolant systems make all the difference in the heat of battle.

Shade: -Snorts into his coffee despite himself-

Avi: EEEEYYY nice one :^D

[Cardinal gave a brief soft laugh.]

Cardinal: It’s good to be like… like this again.

Cryo: SOOOOooooo… now that you're home… what do you want to do next?

Brand: Something that doesn't end up in the headlines. -~-;;

Cardinal: -Laughs at this-

Shade: -Devilish grin, worth it-

Pyro: Are you kidding, Seven? I swear those two could go out for groceries and end up in trouble.

[The two in question snicker at this.]

Brand: -Mildly annoyed glare at Cardinal-

Cardinal: -Amused- You really need to chill out, Sev.

Cardinal: You should try meditation, I hear it works wonders~

Shade: -Almost chokes on his coffee at this-

[Brand narrowed his eyes coldly at his younger brother as the cowboy coughed briefly, grinning as he sat shaking in silent laughter.]

Shade: -Error X04: srs not found, BWAHAHA-

Cardinal: -Just gives a cheeky grin- ~~~

Bat: We could deploy him to Kalos. Maybe some training there will get him to clean up his act!

Shade: -Aw, not you too, bro— Ah’ trusted ya…-

Cardinal: -Laughs a little- Actually, that's not that bad of an idea, Major. I taught Baron some new tricks by utilizing the moves he has in expressive ways.

Pyro: >_>;

Cardinal: Don’t suppose you can come with?

Shade: -Pings and sighs, nostalgic about their previous adventures- Ah’d love to, but—

Pyro: -Brings pancakes over to the table- We have a match tomorrow morning. We have to rest, I’m afraid.

Cardinal: Aw, come onnn…. Not even for half an hour?

Brand: Cardinal, the last time you and Shade went there, you got chased by a swarm of BEES. -____-;;

Shade: -Pokes at the songbird sharply- Ah' still blame yew—

Cardinal: That was BARON'S idea, not mine!

Pyro: Alright, alright! Settle down!

Shade: -Fine, fine…-

[Everyone started chowing down as Pyro divvied out the food.]

Cardinal: I’m just glad you guys are back. We really missed you.

Shade: S’ good to be back. B]

Avi: By the way, did our gifts ever reach you guys—

Cardinal: -Cutting designs into his pancakes- Yeah, and Mikhail was very happy you all got him the watch. Just one thing, though…

Shade: Hmm?

Cardinal: …You didn't include any instructions, so you're going to have to show him how it works.

Shade: Ah, right—there are several functions, heh…

Mic: -Going through an entire stack of pancakes all to himself- How is Felix?

Cardinal: -Smile fades- …Sick.

Brand: … -Concerned- Sick?

Cardinal: Yeah.

Beck: What happened? D:

Cardinal: As he would put it, “It’s A Long Story”…. Something to do with visions and high energy things. That's what Piers said, anyway.

Dyna: Who iszzz that, again?

Cardinal: Mmm. That would be the captain from Lemuria; he’s Felix’s best friend. He came over to help monitor Felix after he fell ill. Echo probably asked him to do so.

Bat: Any idea as to what caused it? That man is as sturdy as they get. Haven’t ever heard of him being under the weather since we’ve known him.

[Cardinal lowered his utensils for a moment, frowning.]

Cardinal: He was doing research into what might have happened with those stupid crosses, from what I understand. B/

Pyro: Mmmnnngh…

Mic: :c Mic not get it. Felix not a ‘bot?

Cardinal: He was researching something similar from his world. Pretty dangerous material, from what I understand. He was either careless or else underestimated the potency he could reach by refining the material…

Beck: But he’ll be okay, right? D:

Cardinal: …

Cardinal: -Slowly- He’s bounced back from worse before. He’ll be fine.

Beck: -Whew…-

Cardinal: Enough about us, though. What about you guys? We barely got to see any of the matches—

Avi: NOT TO WORRY, we recorded everything in HD! :^D

Cardinal: Fair enough, but. Tell me about England. -Pours syrup onto more pancakes, only to find Beck had taken most of the syrup already- Tell me about what it was like for you guys.

Shade: Hmm…

Shade: It was… rainy.

Cardinal: -Snrk-

Cryo: -Flails- We’ve been there before, you know! Came back champs, natch. Those guys couldn’t hold a candle or a hose to the team SUPREME!

Brandish: The teams were very good. They were simply outmatched, that is all. I’m sure Speedy would have enjoyed seeing some of them… were you really unable to watch any of the matches?

Cardinal: We picked up a few radio broadcasts, but the only one we got to see was the last one. And we all know how THAT went…

Shade: Tsk… real shame. ‘least Avi got the content t’ show after the fact…

Cardinal: Oh, dude, I’d love to marathon watch the whooooole thing. B]

Bat: For your analysis program?

Cardinal: -Smirks- Maaaybe.

Pyro: Heh.

Dyna: -Points and cackles- Don’t think you can pull a faszzzt one on uszz, Card-i-nalll~! Analyszzisz didn’t help them much, after all~

Cardinal: -Amused- Fair enough point.

[Shade twitched an amused smile, before privately pinging his friend.]

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: You’ve got more to say, don’t you?

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: >Let’s just say that you haven’t seen what I can really do when I’m serious.

[His grin faded after a moment, and he gave off tired data again.]

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > …Though… I hope you never have to…

[Shade used what was left of his right arm to swish his cloak a little, brushing it against the short prototype. This served to distract him out of the grim cross-references of recent battles—not matches, but true clashes of machines of war.]

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: S’ok. Things will be fine now.

Cardinal: -Blinks a little bit, coming out of his private thoughts to Avi’s ongoing description of the lunch with the Queen- …

Cardinal: … -Decides to zone back out, focusing on his breakfast-

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > What about you, Shade? Did… did we make things rather hard for you?

Shade: …

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: …The whole thing was a mess. S’ not y’all’s fault. Got hammered pretty hard with demands from just about every agency you can think of, all wantin’ answers for what Bladeblaster was up to…

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > …And how Tobias got past security?

Shade: | / -Sighs and nods-

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > Geez, that sounds rough. What were they expecting, that just because you guys were both assassins that you knew what he was up to?

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: Mnn. Somethin’ like that, I guess. More like they expected me specifically t’ have been keepin’ an eye on him… since he was a competitive threat and not publicly on good terms…

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > …

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: Ah’ know, right?

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > Man… if they were that hard on you, I can only imagine what they put Jack through…

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: Nah, don’t worry ‘bout him. Kate’s got his case.

[Cardinal smiled softly at that.

“Kate”—also known as Shade’s distaff counterpart—had developed a fast friendship with the unfortunate CherryDyn fighter. It came as little surprise that she had managed to find a backdoor to the system that allowed her to protect the still-recovering victim.]

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: >How’d she manage to pull that off?

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: Heh heh… God only knows; haven’t had a chance t’ compare notes yet. She was real careful about not being seen communicating with us much. She kept a tight patrol ‘round the hospital when she wasn’t actin’ as his case handler. She even wrote a report to submit to the CAL: managed to take off with some of my blank documents while I was nappin’ r’ somethang, y’know.

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: >Well, as long as she’s looking out for him. I’ve got a bad feeling about what could happen to him now…. He surely knows too much, and as for his boss…

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: Rumor has it that he’s dead.

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > …

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > What?

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: Kate thinks it’s a cover story. Kinda inclined t’ believe her.

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > …

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > -MnnnNNNnng-

Cardinal: -Pokes at his pancakes, deciding to change to subject-

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > How… how bad was it, with them asking about Tobias?

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: Eh. That was the easy part. Just said that he wasn’t a Xelbot I’d ever seen in the ring before, must be some fan a’ Dyna’s. B]

[Cardinal grins at that, biting down onto his fork.]

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > Nice. Technical, misleading truths are my absolute favorite.

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: Heh. Figured you’d get a kick outta that. Thankfully, they really didn’t press the point, ‘cause they were havin’ trouble finding him in any of the databases to begin with… making it even less likely that a star family like us would know him.

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: >Yeah… thanks for putting him as an Industrial. He really isn’t developed for Combat.

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: Maybe not, but—

Shade: -Whistle of appreciation-

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: After seein’ him in action, can’t say he wouldn’t fit in.

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > You could say he—

[MNN-008 to DLN-000] //: Aw c’mon, don’t—

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > —punched BB’s lights out—

Shade: -Snickers and thwacks Cardinal with his cape-

Cardinal: -CHEEKIEST GRIN-

Pyro: What’s going on down there?

Cardinal: Oh, nothing~

Shade: Just enjoyin’ a jest, heh heh…

[The two share a laugh, and Pyro lets the matter drop. It was good to see Shade back in a good mood again, and neither were out causing trouble, after all—at least, not yet.]

Pyro: (I don’t doubt that they’ll find plenty of mischief to do as time goes on.) -Shakes his head slightly- (Truly as “thick as thieves”, those two….)

[Cardinal, for his part, seemed to slip back into a weary melancholy. He’d stopped just short of finishing off his pancakes.]

Shade: …? Oi—you full, or…?

Cardinal: Hmm?

[He looked up, coming out of his thoughts. His eyes glowed slightly brighter for a moment before they dulled again: though it was hard to tell behind his sunglasses.]

Cardinal: Oh, I…

Cardinal: -Looks down at his plate- …I guess it’s more that I don’t want to leave.

Cryo: What’s THAT got to do with breakfast?

Cardinal: Well… you guys said you have a match tomorrow, and you’ll have to sleep most of the day to truly rest while readjusting your internal clocks to fix jet lag…

Cardinal: -Clearly reluctant- I really should get out of your way.

Brand: Nonsense.

Beck: We do have to rest up, but! Maybe Dad will let us have a sleepover!

Cardinal: -Looks up hopefully- You think so?

Bat: Affirmative, provided you don’t cause any trouble.

Cardinal: -Gives a slight smile at that- I’ve just returned from active combat, sir. Led my men in battle and brought us all home alive. I have enough thrills from the enemies at my heels; right now I just want some peace and quiet before they carry out the brunt of the storm.

Shade: … (Haven’t seen him like this in a long time. Gotta be something I can do t’ help keep him outta that sea of hopelessness…)

Shade: -Gets a sudden idea- !

Shade: -Slowly grins- Gee. That’s too bad.

Cardinal: -Looks up- I’m sorry, Shade. I’m just really tired right now. You know how that is.

Shade: Yeah.

Shade: Was just thinkin’ maybe…

Shade: Maybe after spendin’ the night, y’ could come to watch the match tomorrow?

Cardinal: !

[The others immediately chimed in.]

Mic: -Deep PING of approval- ^W^ As Digger say, “yes good!”

Bat: Solid idea!

Beck: Yeah! That would be great!

Avi: Now why didn’t I think of that?

Dyna: Yee, you’ll get to szzee a FABULOUS diszzplay!

Brand: You really ARE overdue to see a match in person…

Cryo: Hell yeah, [glitches]! Watch us totally DOMINATE those losers!

Pyro: We’d love to have you come. Why don’t you go ask?

Cardinal: -Warm smile- …Thanks, guys. You’re the best.

[Beck beamed as the prototype wandered off to go find the Doctors. Best friends, reunited! What a wonderful thing!]

Beck: -Hums a little, licking syrup off his plate while Pyro isn’t looking- (I can’t slip away tonight, but maybe tomorrow I can go see her, too…. I should see if I can get extra Xel ready for her. Maybe I could say it’s stuff for the molds…)

Beck: (I really hope she's been doing well since I left—I know! I'll make a nice gift for her too, maybe add some chocolate—a gift basket! That'll cheer her up. And maybe…)

Beck: (Maybe after the match, I can finally talk to her about some important things…)

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assholemurphy · 6 years ago

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so i forgot rafiki had a thing tonight (some video game thing the comp club puts on every semester, i wanna go to one but like, too many nerds, too many gross ‘nice guys’, etc) so i didn’t get kidnapped tonight, so my friends and i (minus rafiki, but plus gg, who is new and fucking great) hung out and ate cake. and we made a podcast (that will probs never be uploaded until we get enough common sense between us to have a solid fucking plan of what we want to do besides make bad jokes) which was great until somehow we got on the topic of trans ppl and pb and i got into an argument abt it (guess who’s on what side) and i can’t even remember how it was brought up??? but i’ve told him countless times i don’t want to argue abt lgbtq+ issues bc he’s a dumbass (like, he’s a great fucking guy, an absolute amazing human being, but he’s got misguided views and just generally doesn’t try to understand when i say stuff regarding lgbtq+ stuff) which just fucking spiraled into a p heated argument and i ended up crying bc i do that. i’ve got a lot of trauma regarding bdays and other family holidays and arguing tonight just made it so much worse, which sucks bc it was a rly nice day before that, like, i actually enjoyed it so much that when i was supposed to blow out my candles, i couldn’t think of a single wish so goldilocks blew them out for me, it was great. i’ve never been unable to think of something i want to wish for before, but like, being in theatre/finding my place in the world, finding the self confidence necessary to have sex with ppl when i feel like it (i’ve got two guys currently that wanna fuck me, but one of them sends up MAJOR warning signals so i’m probs not gonna fuck him, plus 1 maybe 2 girls that wanna fuck, it’s great, i love this shit, makes me feel good abt myself), having an apartment so i don’t have to live on campus/go home every break, and having some of the most amazing friends in the world, i couldn’t think of anything i rly wanted in that moment. i’ve got them, that enough for me, ya know? but then the argument started (and it wasn’t like the previous one we’d had abt communism vs. capitalism we’d had while the cake was baking bc that one evened out p quickly and we actually talked instead of just talking over each other) and everything went to shit. he threw his phone at me to make me read a source he’d found and i just kinda broke bc i’ve had things thrown at me all my life and even tho he said he didn’t do it in anger, it felt like it was, so i got pissed off and told him if he did it again, i’d hurt him (i’m a v angry person and i can get incredibly violent when i feel threatened or when i’m triggered back into a place where that kind of thing was the only thing keeping me alive) and so it just got worse and then he said something abt me thinking he was a horrible person and i called him a dumbass (bc that is the farthest thing from what i think, i don’t think i’ve met a better person ever, even if some of his views suck) and then i just kinda broke and hugged him and told him that he was stupid for even thinking i’d ever think that (i’m p sure i just called him a dumbass again and told him what i rly thought of him) and then things calmed down and it turned into a ‘hey, jackass (me), fix yourself, you absolute fuckwit’ talk, which we have often and things were worked out. he’s also the greatest person to hug bc while he is tiny, i trust him completely and therefore feel v safe when he’s touching me, unlike how i am with literally ever other person on the planet, and he’s the perfect height for me to put my head on his shoulder and yes, it’s nice, you should all get yourself a pretty boy, so he can make you cry and do all the exact wrong things at the wrong time and then fix them all completely by hugging you and telling you to straighten your shit out. it’s great. i could do without the first part, but like, i’ll take it. so things are fine now, i think. i hope.

but apparently most ppl in the theatre dept think i have a crush on him which is????? no???? wtf????? can a chick and a dude not be friends w/o ppl thinking this? must i be reserved and cold towards everybody in my life? am i not allowed to have a best friend that i’d kill for and trust explicitly and feel safe enough with to be the caring person i actually am underneath all my trauma? it’s fucking annoying and it bothers me so damn much. but he won’t tell me who keeps saying it and just kind of implies the whole theatre and i just, ugh, no. if i was gonna have a crush on a victory bro, it certainly wouldn’t be him. no offense to him or anything, i love the guy, but like, he’s too sweet and gentle and shit for my tastes. his brother on the other hand, well, eh, okay, this is more of a ‘if i had to pick or die’ kinda thing, bc i just can’t see myself wanting to date either one, tbh. i love them both, they mean the world to me, but they’re just friends. well, no, they’re my family, actually. but to date??? nope. but i have no idea what to do to make the dept not think this. no fucking idea. i just don’t like the idea of them thinking i’m pining after him when i’m decidedly not. the guy means the world to me and i’d fucking kill for him, hell, i’d die for him (and i don’t say that lightly), but just, no romo, dude. but w/e, i guess. let the masses think what they will, he’s perfectly aware i don’t have a crush on him and that’s all that matters (bc if those fucks made him think i did and caused our relationship to get weird, i’d kick all their asses one by one).

so i’ll probs be getting kidnapped by rafiki tomorrow night. then i’ll get drunk. but i’m also seeing my mom tomorrow after the show which will be nice (mainly bc i am broke and require a trip to walmart, mainly for soda, monster, and cigarettes, plus i need to go by the bank and put $20 on my card so i can pay the internet bill). i say nice. i mean ‘i hope it’s not painful’ but when it’s usually just us and not the rest of my family, too, then things are generally p chill. we’ll see how that works out.

i’ve got to be up at like, 11a, 12p at the latest tomorrow for the show bc call time is 12:30p (the show is at 2p, but i’ve got to sweep/mop the theatre and shit bc that’s my job as an asm, then i’ll have like 45 min to wait up in the booth with gg and pb (and eventually goldilocks) so it’ll be alright. but for right now, i’m gonna try to write a bit so i don’t fall asleep with my emotions running so high, bc if i do, the chances of me having night terrors increases tenfold. so, a bit of writing and then sleep by like 6:30a. i’ve been surviving off of 4/5 hours of sleep this week, so i’ll be fine on that much. i’ve got monster. i’ll survive. (i could survive just abt anything with enough caffeine, nicotine, and adderall, not even kidding.)

so, i’m off to write a bit. hopefully i can get at least part of the (incredibly fucking long, jfc, what the hell am i doing with my life) smut scene written tonight.

#text #iz says stuff #i'm so tired but i can't sleep just yet #gotta let my emotions level out a bit #otherwise it's bad news bears for my dreams #i don't want to wake up terrified or something #i mean there's always a chance i won't #but there's an even greater chance that i will #so i'm not risking it

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