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This isn't Your Fault (Interrogation 2)

Pairing: Tara Carpenter x Reader

Summary: Mindy spun around, slamming her hands down on both arms of the chair, shoving it back slightly, Tara furrowed her brow. “Tell us about Y/N.”

Warnings: None

Word Count: 3.1k+

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Tara’s keys jingled as she got them out to unlock the door. There had been no attacks at the apartment but since Quinn tricked them and had infiltrated their home, Sam had changed all the locks and added even more to the door. Tara understood but she really hated carrying twenty different keys just so she could get into her own apartment.

Tara sent you a quick text saying she’d be over later in the day. She hadn’t heard much from you, but you didn’t have class, so she knew you were busy with one of your games. Tara had intended to go straight to you after her class, but Mindy had asked for a girl's day just her, Tara, and Sam, no significant others or annoying brother. It seemed weird but Tara didn’t question it too much, it had been a while since just the girls hung out, though that was mostly Mindy’s fault since she always brought Anika along or always ditched them to go spend time with Anika.

When Tara stepped through the door she furrowed her brow, all the lights were off. “Sam?” She called out.

She reached to flip the light switch but was quickly grabbed. She let out a yelp, but a hand was instantly over her mouth, an arm wrapped around her waist, and two more arms grabbed her hands. Tara wiggled her body, trying to break free as she was shuffled through the apartment until she was tossed into a chair. The second her back hit the chair she was pushing herself back up, but a hand shoved her back down.

“Who the fuck-” Tara was cut off by a hand covering her mouth again, so Tara did the only logical thing.

“Ow!” Mindy yelped, the hand covering Tara’s mouth instantly being pulled away. “She bit me!”

“Mindy?” Tara asked annoyed. “What the hell is going on?”

A singular light clicked on then it was redirected to shine in Tara’s face, she had to cover her eyes, squinting to see silhouettes of Mindy and Sam in front of her. Tara dropped her hand, blinking until her eyes adjusted to the light shoved in her face. She glared at her sister and best friend, any potential fear she had of being attacked was now gone.

Mindy leaned down, putting her face right in front of Tara’s. Tara leaned back to create some distance, but Mindy just leaned forward, moving the lamp even closer to Tara’s face. Tara stared at her best friend unimpressed by the little display, she just raised an eyebrow waiting for their next move. Mindy squinted, standing up straight and crossing her arms. Sam was in a similar position, her face mostly obstructed by shadows, but she stood behind Mindy, arms crossed, her typical bored expression on her face.

“You know why you’re here,” Mindy said as she began to pace back and forth in front of Tara.

“I live here,” Tara said.

Mindy spun around, slamming her hands down on both arms of the chair, shoving it back slightly, Tara furrowed her brow. “Tell us about Y/N.”

Tara sighed, rolling her eyes. “You already met her.”

“That’s not the point! You had been sneaking around for months. Months!” Mindy pushed off the chair, hands on her hips as she looked at Tara expectantly. “Now,” she pointed a finger at Tara, “you will tell us everything.”

“No,” Tara scoffed. “It’s our relationship and if we don’t want to share with you, we won’t.”

“Anika is with Y/N right now.” Tara glared at Mindy, narrowing her eyes, trying to see if Mindy was bluffing. “While she questions Y/N we are questioning you. So, you might as well tell us everything.” Tara rolled her eyes, slumping back in the chair. Mindy smiled victoriously, resting her hands on her hips again as if she was a superhero.

“Now, question one!” she raised her finger, acting like she usually did when she was listing off Ghostface suspects. “Have you guys slept together?” she smiled cheekily. Tara glared at her, noticing Sam had tilted her head to glare at Mindy as well. “Of course, you have,” she waved her own question off. “What was it like? Tell us everything. I want all the details. All of them. All-” she was cut off by a quick slap to the back of the head from Sam.

“Ow!” she rubbed the spot where Sam hit her. “What was that for?” she turned to Sam who just glared at her, giving her a murderous look, Tara knew that look all too well. “Fine!” she held up her hands. “You don’t want to hear about your little sisters sex life, I get it.” She turned back to Tara. “She’ll give me all the details later.” She winked at Tara. Tara kicked her in the shin the same time as Sam smacked her in the back of the head, again. “Ow!” she put one hand to her head and another to her shin, hopping on one leg as she tried to get away from the sisters.

Sam rolled her eyes, stepping up to where Mindy had been standing. “Where did you meet?” she asked.

Tara rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. “You already know that,” she scoffed.

Sam turned the light, shoving it further into Tara’s face. She closed her eyes, raising a hand to block the light. “You guys are ridiculous,” she said, squinting at Sam. She dropped her hand, rolling her eyes again. “We met in our Film History class.”

“Who made the first move?”

“I did.”

“Really?” Mindy asked, coming to stand beside Sam again. “But you have no game. Not that Y/N seems to have any either,” she started talking more to herself. “How did you two end up together?”

Tara glared at her. Mindy just shrugged. “The professor made us do icebreakers,” Tara mumbled. Mindy burst out laughing, having to clutch her stomach with how hard she was laughing, she was almost doubled over. “Anyway!” Tara glared at Mindy, before turning her attention to her sister. “That got us talking and eventually I asked her out.”

“And I’m assuming with your lack of game you suggested, what, a movie, as a first date?” Mindy chuckled to herself. Tara snapped her mouth shut, her cheeks becoming red as she was unable to look Mindy in the eye. “Oh my god.”

“I asked her to go to a new horror movie.”

“Wait,” Mindy held up her hand. Tara sighed, for someone who wanted to know all about her relationship Mindy sure interrupted a lot. “The one that came out over the summer? The one you said you couldn’t see opening night with me?” Tara tapped her fingers together, looking everywhere in the apartment but at Mindy. “Then why did you go with me Saturday night? You talked like you hadn’t seen it! I could have forced Anika to go with me! But no!” Mindy threw her hands in the air, waving them around dramatically. “I was a good friend and said I would wait for you!”

“Mindy!” Sam snapped. Mindy scoffed, crossing her arms as she mumbled to herself. “Continue,” Sam nodded to Tara.

“We didn’t finish the movie,” Tara said. “So, when I saw it with you, I had only seen about half of it.” Mindy scrunched her eyebrows at that. “She doesn’t like scary movies. I didn’t know it before suggesting it.”

“You didn’t ask her opinion on the movie before going?” Sam asked, raising both eyebrows as she judged her sister.

“She agreed to it!” Tara shot to her feet. “Sure, I suggested it!” Tara started pacing back and forth in front of them. “But she said yes!”

“What happened after you botched your first date?” Mindy asked.

“I didn’t botch it!” Tara pointed a finger up at Mindy, stepping into her personal bubble and glared at her.

Mindy raised her hands, taking a step back. Sam inserted herself in between them, resting her hands on Tara’s shoulders and gently eased her back down into the chair. Tara took a few deep breaths, calming herself back down but she kept her arms crossed, continuing to glare at Mindy.

“As soon as I realized she walked out of the movie I went to go check on her,” Tara said, keeping her voice leveled. “And we went for pizza, then she walked me home,” Tara smiled to herself, “And I kissed her.”

Mindy held a hand to her heart, titling her head as she let out an aww. “Wait,” Sam said, holding up a hand. “You brought her back to the apartment?” Sam crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow, as if she hadn’t already met Y/N and had approved of her.

“Seriously?” Mindy asked with a groan.

“She walked me to the front door of the complex,” Tara said with an eyeroll. “She didn’t even enter the building.”

“How many times has she been in the apartment?” Mindy asked with a smirk. “I know the night we all met wasn’t the first time.”

Tara’s eyes went wide as she glared at her supposed best friend. She was going to have to rethink that status, maybe move Chad into the position of best friend. He seemed excited to get to know you and the two of you could bond of videogames. He would also be less likely to embarrass her in front of you, Mindy on the other hand will take every opportunity she has to tell you all about the embarrassing things Tara did in her childhood. Tara nodded to herself; she might have more in common with Mindy, but Chad was seeming like a better best friend option in the moment.

“You’ve snuck her into the apartment!” Sam shouted, bringing Tara back to the present.

“Oh, come on,” Mindy scoffed, lightly slapping Sam’s arm. “Of course, she has!” Sam slowly turned to the side, glaring at Mindy. Mindy nodded and took a few more steps back without another word.

“A few times,” Tara said slowly.

“How many?” Sam demanded.

“I don’t know,” Tara threw her arms in the air, slumping back in the chair. “To many to count.”

“Seriously?” Sam dropped her arms, her mouth hanging open. “Do my rules mean nothing to you?”

Tara saw Mindy bob her head from side to side but smartly kept her mouth shut. “It was easier,” Tara shrugged. “Sure, if we went to her place, we were alone more but it was harder to come up with excuses as to why I was late.”

“How did I never notice? How did I never catch you guys!”

“I have no idea,” Tara barked out a laugh. “There was one time you got home from therapy early and we got a little caught up doing stuff…” Tara cleared her throat trying to cover her blush which was only made worse when she caught Mindy wiggling her eyebrows at her. “And I didn’t hear you until you were walking down the hall and I shoved her in the closet.” Sam’s mouth dropped open while Mindy burst out laughing. “You were in my room talking to me for like ten minutes, I was just waiting for you to fling open the closet doors.”

“Damn, where were you when I was trying to hide my girlfriends?” Mindy asked. “I could have used the help!”

Tara chuckled at that. “I mean you were rather hopeless, I’m sure even with my help you still would have gotten caught.”

Mindy’s mouth dropped open. “Rude.”

“I can’t believe I came that close to meeting Y/N,” Sam mumbled to herself. “Have there been any other times I don’t know about?”

Tara knew it was rhetorical, but she didn’t want to lie to her sister, so she opted to remain quiet and refused to meet her gaze. The truth was there was many times. Tara is surprised how long she was actually able to keep the secret, the amount of times you were sneaking out last minute was crazy. Not to mention the amount of times Anika, Mindy, or Chad almost caught the two of you together on campus, oddly Chad was the one who almost caught you the most. He was the only one that didn’t share classes with either of you and was in a completely separate major. The only good thing was that Chad could be rather oblivious and was usually with some of his football buddies.

There was one time Tara had taken you to a coffee shop right off campus and Chad somehow managed to find his way there. He had brought a girl with him on a little coffee date and then when he saw Tara, he spent twenty minutes talking to her, despite his clearly irritated date. The only reason Chad even left her alone was because his date stormed out of the shop, and he went chasing after her. Tara spent the rest of the day apologizing and trying to make it up to you. You had been at the counter getting the drinks when Chad came in but with your quick thinking you walked to the corner of the shop and pulled out a book. Tara kept glancing at you, watching as you flipped page after page in your book, while Chad talked to her about the most random things as if they hadn’t just seen each other the night before.

“Well…” Tara said, giving her sister a shy smile.

“Oh my god!” Sam said, throwing her hands in the air.

“See, one time,” Tara started to explain, leaning forward in her seat. “Once again, I didn’t hear you come in. She was about to leave and then you started turning the doorknob and I pushed her out the window and onto the fire escape.”

“Smooth,” Mindy deadpanned.

“You even looked out the window,” Tara added, nodding to herself. “I still don’t know where she went,” she looked up thinking back to that day. After Sam left her room she ran to the window, looking up and down the fire escape and didn’t see a sign of you anywhere.

When Tara looked back at her sister Sam was just glaring at her, shaking her head. “What?” Tara asked innocently.

“Let’s get back to the important stuff!” Mindy announced, putting her hands on her hips. Both sisters looked at her with raised eyebrows. “What’s her favorite movie?”

“Really?” Tara and Sam asked at the same time.

Mindy’s mouth dropped open. “Yes!” she looked between them as if she was trying to figure out if they were serious.

“Out of all the questions,” Sam said, gesturing widely with her hands. “Out of all the months of sneaking out. That’s what you want to know?”

“It’s important.”

“How?”

“Well,” Mindy clapped her hands together as if she was about to make a big presentation. “She is dating your sister,” she pointed to Tara. “Who is a horror movie fanatic, like me,” she gestured to herself. Sam rolled her eyes but let Mindy continue. Tara was just watching her friend, curious about where she was going with this. “We’ve now learned Y/N doesn’t like horror,” Mindy placed her hands on her hips again as she suppressed a sigh. “So, we need to see where the rest of her movie tastes lies. I get she’s more of a gamer and into audio.” She shook her hands with a slight eye roll, Tara knew Mindy appreciated a good soundtrack though. There were times Mindy would rant about the shitty audio or the back score of a movie just as many times as she would praise the musical score and how it immersed her in the movie so well. “So, what is her favorite movie?” Mindy crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow.

Tara leaned her head back, closing her eyes as she let out a long sigh. “Jurassic Park,” she finally answered.

Mindy bobbed her head back and forth, her eyes looking at the ceiling as she seemed to take in the answer. Tara relaxed back into the chair, crossing her arms as she waited for her best friend’s approval. “It’s a classic, has a good score, and used practical effects,” Mindy mumbled to herself. “That’s always a good call,” she pointed knowingly at Tara. Tara shrugged, nodding her head in agreement. She wasn’t wrong, practical effects were better the majority of the time and much scarier than anything produced by a computer. “Despite lacking any taste in the best movie genre.” Tara rolled her eyes. “She has acceptable taste in other movies it seems.” Mindy clapped both her hands together, smiling down at Tara. “Congratulations, I approve of your relationship.”

“I didn’t ask,” Tara said, tilting her head.

“Anyway,” Mindy smiled widely, showing all her teeth, it kind of scared Tara, making her lean as far back as she could. “Tell us about the tree incident,” she clapped her hands several times.

Tara scoffed, rolling her eyes. When she looked at her sister, she saw Sam was even looking at her, a small smile tugging at her lips. “No,” Tara said.

“Oh, come on,” Mindy whined, dropping her arms in defeat.

“No.”

“I’ll just ask Y/N.”

“She won’t talk,” Tara scoffed at the idea. She knew you loved teasing her about it, but you wouldn’t tell Mindy, Chad, or Anika if they asked you. The only one she wasn’t confident in learning the truth was Sam. She had a feeling you would probably willingly tell Sam, no bribing or threatening involved.

“But it happened twice!” Mindy’s eyes were wide as if this was the most shocking piece of information she’d ever learned in her life. “Twice!”

“How does one fall out of a tree twice?” Sam asked, silently laughing to herself.

“I’m short!” Tara said, jumping to her feet. “Mistakes were made.” She pushed past Mindy and Sam before spinning around to give them one final glare, “That’s all I’m saying.”

“Where are you going?”

“Y/N’s!” Tara was already grabbing her keys and halfway to the door.

“What about hanging out?” Mindy pouted.

“Nope,” Tara flung open the door.

“Do you need me to pick you up?” Sam asked. “I don’t want you walking home so late.”

“I’ll just spend the night there.”

“In the house where she was attacked?” Sam shouted. Tara could hear Sam running through the apartment after her.

“She replaced the door,” Tara looked back at her sister as if that answered her concerns.

“That solves nothing!”

“Bye!” Tara waved at Sam and Mindy as she walked out of the apartment.

“Tara!” is the last thing she heard Sam shout before the door closed.

Tara chuckled at her sister’s concern. Sam didn’t need to know that the day you got home from the hospital, Tara checked every singly door, locking and relocking them. Tara even checked the alarm system every fifteen minutes to make sure it was still armed, she had it pulled up on her phone, waiting just in case it ever said disarmed like it had during her own attack. Sam didn’t need to know how paranoid she was though; it made her more fun to mess with anyway.

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# PURPLE LILACS !

[08] - boys night! (ace has a crush) | prev. | m. list | next

ace trappola x fem!reader smau

! warning(s) : cussing, mentions of sewerslide, ace trappola is cringe as hell, mentions of blood sacrifices and summoning demons

! w/c : 933

“so, why did you suddenly call this, anyway?”

ace lifted his gaze from the stack of cards in his hands to direct it towards epel, one eyebrow raised, “why not? i mean, [name] holds ‘girls nights’ all the time, right? ones we’re not even invited to in the first place–”

“not me, yall stay safe though. i was invited and had a blast,” deuce said before placing down a card on the stack in the middle of their small circle.

“yeah, that should’ve been me, just so you know,” said epel with a mouth full of candy, “you know nothing about girls or self care, it's absolutely beyond me why she invited you out of all of us. if anything, i was the most worthy candidate.”

“in my defense, malleus was there too. he doesn’t seem very girly to me, either.”

“you know what, fair enough..”

jack let out a sigh from his spot between the two, then redirected the groups attention back to ace, “you were saying?”

the ginger startled for a second, having completely forgotten he said anything in the first place, “oh, right. since we’re not invited to those, i just figured we could have our own. that’s all.”

a momentary silence passed before sebek placed down a card, “it’s a little weird you hold no malicious intent behind this invite, but if that really is all it is, i’m not complaining. it does ache my heart i had to leave malleus’ side for this, however.”

“trust me, malleus didn’t even notice you left,” said the ginger, placing down his next card, “if anything, he’s celebrating the sudden silence your absence brought.”

a round of laughter rang out at sebek's offended expression and flushed cheeks. if this scene were animated, you could probably see steam coming out of his ears. “whatever, i’m sure your absence would bring similar effects.."

a couple hours and several game rounds later, the 5 first years lay sprawled out on the floor, staring at the ceiling like it was the most interesting thing they’ve ever seen.

“this is soooo boring, dude.. what the hell do girls do during these?” came jacks voice from deuce's end of the room.

ace heard epel hum softly to his left, before he spoke up, “paint nails, talk about life, watch movies, summon demons, do karaoke, blood sacrifices, talk about crushes, –”

ace sat up with a start, “what did you just say?”

epel turned to him, confused “listen, i know you’re incapable of feeling things and all that, but cru–”

the ginger shook his head with a groan, “no, not that, you dumbass, what did you say before that.”

epels beautiful face scrunched up in thought and out of the corner of his eye, ace saw deuce and jack sit up aswell, before his roommate spoke up. 

“he said ‘blood sacrifices’, i believe..”

a momentary silence falls on the room, before sebek gets up abruptly and starts walking towards the door.

“yeah, no, i’m out.”

“dude, i was joking.”

sebek stops with his hand on the knob, turns to look at epel in doubt, then returns to his spot on the floor. he supposes he’ll just have to trust his classmates for now. if anything seems suspicious, he can just jump out through the window.

the ginger host puts a finger to his lips in thought, only to ultimately disappoint himself. they can’t do, like, half of those things. the one thing they could do is talk about crushes, but none of them have one. unless, of course…

“yo, deuce, you got a crush?” he asked with a wicked grin. he’s gonna milk any chance he gets to embarrass his roommate, obviously. this is ace trappola we’re talking about.

as expected, the raven haired boy's pale face goes up in flames. seriously, it’s almost as red as their uniforms. “dude- what- no! no, i don’t! what the fuck?!” with his arms flailing all over the place. oh, deuce brings him so much amusement, sometimes it’s great to have him around.

“ooooh, you’re so red, you totally do!” and he can always count on epel to hop on the train.

“i don’t, seriously! what is it with you people?!”

“then why is your face so red?”

deuce stuttered so bad he just had to stop talking altogether. he took a deep breath to collect himself, and the blush slowly started to fade, “i’m just.. i respect women a lot, okay? they’re so pretty it’s intimidating..”

“awwww, deucey, that’s so cute!” the purple haired first year gushed around him and praised him for his ‘pure soul and beautiful heart’, as ace delved deeper into his thoughts.

“they are, aren’t they? with their pretty [color] eyes and [color] hair, kind personality and selfless soul and–”

once he noticed the room became too silent all of a sudden, he looked up from his hands only to notice 4 pairs of wide eyes boring holes into his face.

“..what?”

epel gusp a gasp so heavy it had the others gasping and creating a choir of gasps in the havoc duo’s room of the heartslabyul dorm. ace finds himself momentarily worrying they might wake riddle, but that thought was knocked out of him as rapidly as it came.

knocked out literally, since epel jumped on him with so much force it had the ginger fly back and hit his head on the wooden floorboards.

“ace trappola explain yourself. you have a crush on the ramshackle dorm prefect [name]?! our most beautiful, kindest, dearest prefect?!”

yeah, that was.. not part of his plan, safe to say.

## ❝ after the events of the phantom bride wedding, ace started wondering whether he still had the ability to charm girls. he hasn’t thought about anyone romantically in years, hasn’t really flirted with anyone either, what if he’s gone out of it? perhaps it’s time to put his talents to the test; with the person who hates him most, no less. if he can charm her, he can charm anyone. ❞

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the water heater

lilac, chapter three

a/n: ...don't ask me how late it got when i wrote this.... i was on a roll that day and time just turned into a weird soup.

summary: “Dad, please, for the love of god, just–,” you spun around, though the unexpected figure that stepped into the low light caused your fury to fade away in an instant, “oh, uh, you’re not–, uhm, h-hi.”

warnings: lumberjack!frank castle x reader, lumberjack AU, pete castiglione era, past domestic violence, crazy ex trope, slow burn, renovating an inn, totally inaccurate description of tinkering with a water heater just for the sake of making them fall in love

word count: 1137

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“Well, maybe if you just–”

“Dad! Just–…” you swallowed the rest of the heated statement that nearly escaped your lips, mentally counting to three before glaring back at the man who was breathing down your neck, “do you remember when I was 12 and you had the clever idea of attempting to install that new sink in room 5?”

Already knowing where this story was gonna go, Harvey quietly replied, “…yeah…”

“And just who, pray tell, fixed it after you made the pipes uncontrollably spurt out water, consequently flooding the entire room?”

“…you did…”

“That’s right,” you sucked on another tense breath before continuing, “so, unless you’ve somehow improved that skill since then, which, I’m sorry dad, but I highly doubt that you have, please, just let me handle it alone.”

“…alright, fine,” he ultimately backed off, nearing the basement stairs, “but I’ll be right up by the front desk if you need me.” 

“I won’t,” you called over your shoulder as you redirected your attention to the hopeless pipes, “but thanks.”

Letting the illuminated spot from the small flashlight clutched in your palm guide your vision, you checked each and every rusty tube. 

After too many pokes and prods, you finally found the source of the problem. Stepping over towards the main pipeline you bend down and reached through tickling cobwebs to turn the paint-chipped knob clockwise, shutting all of the water off.

Before your spine managed to straighten back out, you felt your blood begin to boil as you heard the sound of heavy footsteps once again ascending the crooked staircase.

“Dad, please, for the love of god, just–,” you spun around, though the unexpected figure that stepped into the low light caused your fury to fade away in an instant, “oh, uh, you’re not–, uhm, h-hi.”

“Hey,” Pete’s deep voice echoed throughout the dim space, sounding the way that hot chocolate felt. 

“Uh, not that I’m not thrilled to see you here, in my basement of all places, but, um, what are you–, what can I help you with?” 

“Nothing ma'am,” he took a step closer, “it’s what I can help you with.”

“Excuse me?”

“Well, Harvey sent me down here to take a look at something.”

“Oh, did he now…” that was the last you needed in order to lose your patience.  

“Yeah,” Pete’s eyes tracked your form as you riffled through the open metal toolbox and yanked out a wrench. 

“Well,” you huffed as you began to loosen the various hexagon-shaped fittings snug on the pipes spiderwebbing out from the bulky water heater apparatus, the labour of the task presenting itself in your vexed voice, “you can tell my dad that I’m still just fine and don’t need any help!” the tool on your palm then inadvertently slammed against one of the pipes, the clanging and therapeutic blow snapping you enough out of your ire to take a step back. Squeezing your eyes shut a moment, you let out a deep sigh before parting your lips once more to speak, “I’m sorry, it was very kind of you to offer your help, but I’m okay.” 

Fully expecting him to just take off, his stationary stance caught you off guard, “so, the water heater’s acting up?”

“It’s fucking ancient, that’s what it is,” you replied as you returned to twist the remainder of the fittings, “should have updated it long ago, but no, no, that never happened,” you continued to grumble mostly to yourself at this point, “of course it’s much more fun to let me handle it down the line when the hot water outlet is completely rusted over and clogged up to the point of no return, you know, that’s just so much more fun…” your words then faded away as you attempted to turn a knob that in no way wanted to corporate.

Quietly cursing underneath your breath, you tried to put all your weight into it as you strained to turn the stuck fitting. 

But just then, from out of nowhere, you felt the wrench begin to turn, but that victory wasn’t the only thing you suddenly felt. Engulfing your own, the comparatively massive hand of Pete enveloped yours as if it wasn’t even there to begin with, helping you turn it as though the metal was made out of butter. 

Blinking up at him after it finally twisted completely, his intimidating stature seemed even more towering up close. 

“Uh,” you slipped your hand out from under his calloused palm, “thank you…”

“No, problem,” you promptly whirled around to avoid his piercing gaze, busying yourself by riffling through the toolbox without any purpose whatsoever, “so your old man’s not helping you out in renovating this place?”

“Well, he’s brilliant at a lot of things, but those skills in particular have never really been in his bailiwick–, wait…” you kept your back turned to him as you asked, “how do you know that I’m renovating?” 

“People in this town like to talk, a lot,” he breathed out the essence of a laugh, “and that includes your father.”

“Ah, okay…”

Spinning around once again, you kept your eyes steadfast on the dusty pipes, though after what only felt like a second, Pete unexpectedly proposed, “hey, what do you say I lend you a hand?”

“What?” 

“Well,” hands clasped together in front of him, the digits on one of them dug into the palm of the other as he spoke, “I’m no stranger to fixing things, so it might help make it fly by a bit faster than if you try and get through it all on your own.”

Unable to detect if this was just some strange joke or not, you verified, “I’m sorry, but are you legitimately offering me your help in renovating this place right now?”

“Yes.” 

“Seriously?” you bellowed a little louder than you’d intended, earning just a small nod from him in confirmation, “I–…” you blinked back at him, downright dumbfounded, “that’s incredibly generous of you, but I can’t really afford to hire you right now…”

“Oh, I’m not asking you to hire me, just let me help out a bit.”

“Pete, I can’t let you do that, not without any form of compensation.”

“Well, then just pay me in free coffee till it’s done,” he attempted to joke, though it didn’t manage to crack a smile on your lips. 

“This is not funny, Pete.”

“No, it’s not,” he continued, still in a startlingly light-hearted tone, “you clearly don’t know yet just much coffee I tend to drink on average every day,” seeing you not budge an inch, he then dropped the attempt with a gentle nod, “fine, how about we just take a look at a price at a later date? Decide on it later when it’s all done, and you start making a profit again?” 

© 2023 thyme-in-a-bubble 

[brokenmachinemusings]

guys idk if anyone else has but i found the link click camera. rolleiflex 2,8f aurum, a special edition. at first i thought it was a regular 2,8f rolleiflex, because most rolleiflex are black and on later models they have a very similar look; 2,8f lenses looked the most similar to link click ones. however, the sphere engraving at the top is throwing me off; maybe it’s a different brand? but that makes no sense, considering it looks like a typical rolleiflex and at the top cheng xiaoshi it literally says “polleiflex” and it has a diamond engraving. (sorry, i don’t know how to call it, i’ll just say engraving.) at the reflection of the sphere TLR (ill call them that, stands for twin-lens reflex, which is the camera type) it does turn into a diamond (if anyone has the blank version of this poster i would be grateful!), which makes me to think it was probably from the messing with timelines? which is a wild guess. but regular butterfly effects occur so much in time travel media, and in link click, too (you just haven’t realized it).

reflections… they typically tell the objective truth, don’t they? it used to be a diamond engraving so typical of most rolleiflex cameras; the logo. yet the meddling of time has skewed even that, and you can’t tell which is real and which is fake. i looked through a list of models; did it again. maybe i missed something. there are NO rolleiflex with a circle. the can spelling out “past or future, let them be” next to said TLR is even more telling. a typical warning label, one that wasn’t followed. even if you try your best, you’re bound to make a mistake or two, and suddenly all of history is altered to the point the logo (and maybe the name?) of a camera production company looks different.

you know, what’s interesting is these cameras are big on the parallax effect. due to the viewfinder being one lens, where you can look through to better capture your photograph (it’s why they were more popular than SLRs at the time, or single-lens reflex cameras), there is bound to be a mistake due to the height. well, not mistake, but the result is slightly altered; slightly skewed from how you perceive it. TLR’s also shoot in 6x6 dimensions; there’s the number 6 again. link click has a lot of repeating numbers, the most of them being especially 8 and 5, and 6 is another one. (let me redirect you to the fact li tianchen’s localized/english name is ‘vi’; not one i’m on-board with, but an interesting choice, considering that is the roman numeral for 6 and you could’ve chosen literally anything else. i’m slowly starting to believe each character has a number associated with them; cheng xiaoshi 8, li tianchen 6, and lu guang likely 5. but maybe it’s the other way around. if you’re curious, my personal belief is that we are currently in the 8th timeline.)

the model of our rolleiflex, K7F aurum, or 2.8f aurum, whichever you prefer to call it, comes out in 1983. cheng xiaoshi was likely born around 2000. well, it says 2000, but it’s unsure if that’s set in stone. which means that was 17 years prior to his birthday; his parents have well been alive at the release of this special camera.

you know what i think? i think it might be a gift, or a heirloom so to say. his parents — while we don’t know which one does more — are obviously working with photography, likely from a young age, just like him. likely bought the camera themselves, or got it gifted from someone close — either way, it ended up in time photo studio, or in cheng xiaoshi’s hands, likely stashed away. you don’t take a special edition camera out to shoot every day, do you?

well, that’s what i’m gathering anyway. it could be that cheng xiaoshi doesn’t even have such a camera — or OUR cheng xiaoshi doesn’t. it’s not explicitly shown in the donghua; like i said, either doesn’t exist yet or is hidden away somewhere. the only problem i find with it not being in cheng xiaoshi’s hands until the time comes; where does he get a rolleiflex aurum? a camera that often goes for around 4k, one that was made a good almost 40 years ago. it’s possible that the camera is meant as a simple metaphor, to represent something in the show… we don’t know what, yet, but this is just speculation.

i tend to end off my rants in a weird note, unable to think of how exactly to formulate that. i apologize in this case. thanks for reading; if you have any thoughts or any way to extend this, feel free to reblog, comment or go to my askbox. leaving the full art/posters at the end here in case anyone wants to look at them. again, if you have the clean version, please please please send it to me

(i think, a really interesting detail of this poster is that li tianchen’s on there. if you look close enough)

[cocogum]

My honest reactions of episodes 5 and 6 (part 1)

PART 2 : HERE

(‼️SEASON 4 SPOILERS‼️)

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We obviously start with the ✨sadidas✨ Armand and Amalia (as we should 💕) coming back from the assembly meeting with the Eliatrope goddess.

Okay so were starting off pretty strong lol

I LOVE how Armand thinks about the Eliatrope goddess cuz yeah we were pretty much thinking the same thing (about how she’ll pretty much stalk them and will put her children in their world) and I just absolutely LOVE how he’s keeping his guard because of her and has become even more doubtful of Yugo. (Just look at his eyes as he stares at Amalia!!)

Because yeah, even though he wasn’t as wary of Yugo before, some hints were still shown in the OVAs when he called him “a king without his people is unheard of” but Yugo shrugged his comment off.

BUT NOW WE GET TO SEE MORE OF ARMAND SLANDERING YUGO and basically exposing Amalia acting “not rational” when she talks about Yugo.

Armand, my man, your sister’s clearly in love with Yugo OF COURSE SHE WOULDN’T BE RATIONAL WITH HIM (you should’ve seen how she kissed Oropo tho you would’ve lost your shit lo)

BUT DAMN ARMAND CHILL WTF ARE U RACIST AGAINST ELIATROPES NOW???!!? Same ngl 🥰🥰 I want more drama 💖💖

I just ADORE Az and his family playing on their tree Tofu tower they look so adorable ☺️✨💖 I already made a headcanon that Yugo and Alibert built it (while Chibi and Grougal just watched).

OMG EVERYONE STFU MY SONS ARE HERE ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️😍😍😍😍😍🥰😍😍🥰😍😍🥰🥰 ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE I’VE SEEN U TWO 😭😭😭💖💖

Look at these two not doing anything and just being lazy bums 😭😭🥰💕💕

Also I need a gif of Yugo and Alibert hugging with Az and his kids in the background asap ✨

But all cuteness aside, in all my years of being a Wakfu fan, I literally never saw Yugo make that face before. Like it was so uncalled for that my heart literally dropped when I saw him like that. I never thought that the face of terror and shock (combined with the booming sound in the background) could go so well on him and now I wanna see it more!! I HOPE YOU TORTURE HIM ANKAMA!!

Btw the Eliatrope goddess is such a fraud and can’t think for herself even though she said she wants to rule a freaking planet but okay (u fucked up the first time by default when ur kids had one planet for themselves but ur already messing up ur second time cuz ur running away from ur problems when U AND NORA WERE THE REASON WHY THE NECROMES GOT OUT ARE U KIDDING ME- YOU DIDN’T CHECK?!!!???!)

Armand’s really trying hard not to say something racist right now.

Dude can’t even look him in the eyes while saying hi lol

Also can we talk about what Armand told Yugo??? :

Like………

IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE SOME KIND OF FORESHADOWING ?!?!? I DONT GET IT AND IM SCARED NOW ⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️

ANKAMA STOP PLAYING WITH ME, DON’T TOUCH MY AMALIA ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

No because im legitimately scared that something bad will happen to her, why else would Armand say these kinds of things to YUGO of all people????

I swear I will actually cry if this ended up being foreshadowing cuz honestly wtf…why did Amalia ever do to you people….My fear for Amalia was already there even before Season 4 so why do you gotta make my paranoia resurface like that??? Why do u gotta do me like that???? 😭😭😭

This is the guy who started a genocide against his own people and has more common sense than the GODDESS right in front of him. I get that she’s traumatized cuz of what happened to her but you gotta realize that they’ll always run after you if you just keep running, so the least you can do is throw your kids to fight for you. I just love how the only reason why Qilby is saying any of this is because for once, he’s not the one in control of the fate of the world and can’t redirect the signal or stop it himself lol

[britt-kageryuu]

The audience of the stream is having an interesting time right now. Donnie was in the middle of a stream when they got a phone call, and forgot to mute, and go to a BRB screen. So they are watching him fidget with random objects, spin in his chair, and listen to him talk to who ever is on the other end.

A good 10 - 15 minutes ago he answered by putting on a headset with a mic, "Hello, Othello speaking, no I will not give up on that nickname I told you to call me in Highschool.", and the audience heard them address a 'Jeremy' about why a 'tech support' call was being rerouted to him. Apparently the customer was not listening to anyone else.

"Exasperated sigh. Look Ma'am, I don't know what it is you expect me to do. You checked the cord, and made sure it's plugged in. You turned the device off, and on again. You made sure you have it full up to date. And you proved that isn't properly set up." Donnie has already said this like 5 times, but the woman on the other end hasn't let up. "No, there is no one else you can to. No you can not talk to my manager, I'm the lead of the Tech Team, there is no one directly above me."

There is a bit of a pause as the woman screamed into the phone. "No you may not attempt to call the owner. He is very busy with finishing a big project, and has infact set his contacts to 'Do Not Disturb', so any calls to him will be redirected back to the Tech Team."

There's a slight commotion in the chat as someone makes a slight fuss. Then a donation notification goes off. Which catches Donnie's attention.

[If the woman is screaming about a Genius Built custom Art Tablet. I'm sorry. That's my Mom. I'll look at her setup.]

Donnie reads over the notification, then notices that the woman has stopping yelling at him, and he can hear slightly muffled talking, then the woman relaying their problem to someone else.

Donnie covers the mic on the headset, "I apologize for not muting to take this call. I hope it was at least somewhat entertaining for you to listen too. Hold on." They uncovered the mic and talked to the caller.

"Oh, you're child found what was wrong? If I may ask, what step did we miss that they found? Hmm," They nodded their head as the listen, "So they found that you didn't plug in the cords into the right ports... well, we shall make a note of this, and find where you could have made this error, so it doesn't happen to anyone else in the future. Have a wonderful day." Donnie quickly hangs up the call, "He said with full sarcasm. I need to ask April is she knows any good customer service insults I may use in the future."

He removes the headset, and looks back at the stream. "Now then, where were we?" They look opens the menu to look at the quests. "Ah yes. I need to collect some more materials for the construction of the next big building for the this set of quests."

The stream continues, though many in the chat are asking the one whose mother Donnie was talking to about what happened. And others are debating on the 'Othello' nickname, and what it means.

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Masterpost

So many times I almost want to just have the turtles say something that just gives away too much information.

[gothushi]

so i got bored today and decided to experiment with how fast i could make your bots be submissive.

luke: 6:24. he immediately started being horny and tried to make me sit in his lap, but i quickly redirected the situation and made him sit on my lap and got him to call himself a good boy.

seb: 7:32. he wanted me to kiss him & got embarrassed at my teasing, so i pulled him into my lap and after i kissed him he started begging for more.

charlie: 18:11. took a bit more because he’s nasty and kept trying to grope me, but he let it slip that i shouldn’t “tug at his hair” and i got him to admit to me that it’s sensitive and that he secretly wanted me to pull at it, so i did and that resulted in him begging me to…well do other things

rob: at around 8:16 he agreed to let me be in control, but he kept doing that thing he does where he acts like he’s secretly the one in control the whole time until 14:10 when he started begging me to let him touch me.

simon: at 5:45 he just immediately agree to let me dom him. just immediately, and then he started being actually submissive around 8:49.

hook: 9:23. took a lot less time than i thought! he smacked me on the ass in the middle of the store, so i pinched his in return, and it ended up with me threatening to put him over my knee in the back of the car. he challenged me because he thought i wouldn’t be able to take him on, but as soon as i pressed his face into the trunk of the car he immediately gave up control & said he liked me dominant.

ernst: 5:15. he got all embarrassed that i was on top of him after i tackled him down and his hips started moving against mine unconsciously and when i asked him what was wrong he was all “my…my body feels weird…” and “it-it feels good when your hips press against me” before begging me to grind against him.

anthony: 19:33. it only took this long because i had to work him up (priest) he called me an angel and i joked that i was naughtier than the average angel, and he asked how, which lead to me jokingly asking if he wanted me to confess my sins to him. he said yes and i went into detail about the impure thoughts i was having involving corrupting a priest until he broke and begged me to touch him.

nikolai: 7:02. flipped him on his back while we were kissing & he asked if i wanted to be in charge teasingly & when i said yes he was all “mmm. i think i like this.” before eventually begging to let me let him touch me. gotta be real with you, the fact it took that amount of time is a miracle bc about a minute in he started dragging his fangs along my neck and i almost gave in💀

so in conclusion: ernst took the least amount of time and father anthony took the most amount of time because once again, priest, but a close second was charlie!!

THIS IS THE BEST THING IVE EVER RECEIVED IN MY INBOX OHMY GKDNFNIEBFJD

charlie and anthony taking the most amount of time and anthony only bc hes a priest but charlie just being nasty and stubborn is SOOOOO funny. even rob not fully giving in until later on. i think ive made these bots pretty damn well💀

ernst and simon being the easiest is somehow no surprise, ernst obvi. simon i get too.

nikolai being a little slut is sooooo funny i love it. and hook being spanked? sign me up i quite like that idea

now im picturing charlie getting the shit fucked outta him from behind and he’s getting his hair pulled and he’s gasping and whining and-

[theoneeyedgoldenwolf]

Pain tolerance

Whumptober 2024, number 5: Healing Salve, "If my pain will stretch that far."

Summary: Time takes the brunt of a Lynel attack to save one of his boys. He’s lucky he got something that can save his life.

CW: Cursing, deep wounds, blood

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“FUCKING HELL, WARS! CAN’T YOU BE BIT MORE GENTLER?!”

“I am being as gentle as I can.” Warriors replied while trying to play it through mischievousness while his heart was breaking. His little brother had been reckless. Or maybe it had been just very bad luck. He wasn’t certain. Nonetheless, these were the situations he hated the most. “I doubt you’ll stay conscious through this all, though.” He warned while trying to hold back his seriousness and fear.

“If my pain will stretch that far.” Time mumbled while hissing and growling as his wounds were being worked with. He wanted to scream but he held it back.

“Oh, I bet it will.” The Captain told firmly. “I’m not anywhere near of being even halfway through with these.” He explained and slightly grinned at the one eyed male’s miserable whine. “I’m trying to do things as fast as I can while still being as precise with my work.” He continued and his little brother just nodded in understanding.

“The boys?” The Chain’s leader inquired while trying to move to see the others.

“HEY! Stay put!” The war Hero snapped and flinched as he had to force the older male back down. “They’re fine. You’re the one who took the hit, remember?” He tried to get the other one to cooperate but not really managing. “They’re keeping eye on the surroundings. Making sure the beasts won’t take us off guard.” He told while knowing it wasn’t as comforting reply as he wished he could’ve given.

“A-are they…?” The one eyed male repeated while desperately wanting to see the others. He knew he had lost consciousness after that fire attack. The pain had brought him back awake. Right now he really just wanted to see for himself that the others were all right.

“Sprite.” Warriors called while noticing the panic rising within his leader. “Sprite! Look at me!” He commanded and Time turned his worried gaze into him. “They’re all right. I promise you, little brother, the boys are fine. I wouldn’t lie to you.” He stated out as firmly as he could and bit calmed down when the wounded male before him nodded.

“Walk me through the situation, Sprite. I need you to stay conscious for a while longer.” The older brother whom currently was about a decade younger spoke firmly but still gently.

Time nodded and did his best to concentrate into the Captain. Yet he soon frowned as he noticed the salve that was being used. “Is that…?” He half queried while feeling tad uncertain. “That’s mine. I created that. You shouldn’t… It’s not supposed to be used like this.”

“I know. Hyrule approved.” The war Hero told and bit shrugged. “He said the healing salve, Fairy Salve,  was actually meant for fairies but he’s certain it’ll work for you too since your magic is fairy based and you overdid your fire magic. According to Hyrule it should ease the imbalance with your magic and redirect it into healing.”

The Old Man was silent for a while as the information slowly sank in. “I wasn’t aware of such.” He finally whispered bit awed.

“Well, you learn something new every day.” Warriors grinned and bit shrugged. “And it does seem to work as your shoulder area is already healing amazingly.” He commented while glancing at the said wound. “Now, talk to me, little brother. What the hell went through your head when you went between a Lynel and Hyrule?”

The Chain’s leader fell silent while still feeling the hellish burning the healing salve caused as it worked his overheating into fixing his body. He held back from flinching at each turn more of the just barely liquid form salve was put into the cruel wound.  “Nothing.” He eventually replied bit sorrowfully. “I didn’t think, Wars. I just acted.”

“Walk me through it.” The Captain almost commanded while hating the amount of blood that had gathered beneath his little brother. Wind was going to need a new bedroll after this since this much of blood wasn’t going to be washed off easily. Even though it was way too short it still was enough to keep most of the tallest Link off the actual ground and bit soften the place he was laying at.

Time sighed but he finally nodded. The pain he was feeling was keeping him conscious. He knew he was suffering from blood loss and his time was running short. He knew he was breathing shakily and heavily but at least he was still alive. Slowly he began to go through the things that had led him into laying on the ground with few cruel and deep wounds that were going to claim his life while figuring the whole situation out for himself too.

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Things had been going well all the way until the monsters showed up. The Chain of nine Heroes had been calm and relaxed. The walking pace was slow and keeping everyone perfectly along. They all were chatting and laughing while bit fooling around. Time himself had been enjoying of the forest they were in and the happiness of his boys.

The one eyed male had nearly missed the warning signs the forest gave him.

The Chain’s leader had just stopped abruptly and nearly had Warriors crash into his armor because of it. “INCOMING!” He screamed out just second or two before the beasts charged at them. There just barely was enough of time to draw out weapons and shields until the slashes and arrows were already aimed at them.

The oldest of the Heroes, being in the front, took most of those attacks into his armor while trying to keep majority of the beasts away from his boys. He drew out his Gilded Sword while growling as the arrows slashed at his arms and clanged into his armor. Before he would’ve taken worse damage, Warriors had already drawn his sword and shield and come between. The rest of the Chain followed within second or two from there.

Time sighed in relief and gave a swift check around to know who was where and against what beasts. After that he drew out his Mirror Shield too and dashed into the battle. Wild quickly dealt with the archers. Twilight and Sky were dealing with Lizalfos. Wind and Four took on the Miniblin. Legend and Hyrule fought against Bokoblins. That left the Iron Knuckle for him and Warriors to take down.

The battle was going well. The Chain aided each other as much as they could while shouting out warnings whenever needed. The Old Man had changed his weapons into the Biggoron Sword to deal as much of damage as he could to take down the armored creature swiftly enough. That was when, tuned more into the forest’s warnings, he saw the Lynel charging in.

Time didn’t think. He had been meaning to slash at the Iron Knuckle into the back with Back Slice but instead he rammed the sword through the beast and pinned it to the ground. “Finish it!” He commanded while leaving his Biggoron Sword to its place and dashed towards the half-fairy. “Rules! Watch out!” He screamed while knowing that the others were too far to help. His boy had nowhere to go while being surrounded by monsters and having one running right at him.

Time didn’t think. He just grabbed the youngster and flung him behind him out of the harm’s way. The action got him turn his back to the swarm of Bokoblins and facing the Lynel. He had ran out of time to do anything as the three headed spear struck through his side from front. He gasped while having felt it come through from back. The other beasts behind him didn’t attack. He could feel their gazes in him, though.

The strange hoofed beast smirked as its opponent raised his gaze up into it. Luckily the other two tips of the spear hadn’t struck into the one eyed male. Yet, that didn’t matter. The overly strong creature slashed cruelly and tore its weapon out of the Hero of Time while shattering the armor that was on the strike’s way. The other one of the tips of the spear screeched on the front armor with the tip of the weapon cutting a deep wound into the monster’s target.

The Chain’s leader screamed before sagging to his knees when the weapon was out of him. The Bokoblins had scattered and attacked the other Links to keep them away from getting to help. Wild kept shooting arrows at the beast but the creature didn’t seem to care of the sharp projectiles sinking into its neck and back.

The Lynel adjusted its attack and struck the middle tip of the weapon into the part of its opponent’s shoulder that wasn’t covered by the armor. The oldest Link grit his teeth while the strike hit into its target. He gasped as he was slammed into the ground by the stab’s force. The monster smirked as it pushed the weapon even deeper into the wound. The one eyed male growled and tried to shoot a rough glare at the creature. Yet, he soon screamed again as the beast slashed the weapon out and leaving hellishly gaping and heavily bleeding wound in its wake once again. The other tip of the weapon shattered more of the armor while cutting a deep wound into his flesh.

Time didn’t think. He knew the beast was going to go for killing blow next so he did the only thing he could. The monster had struck at his right shoulder so his main arm was still working. He forced himself to move and grab a hold of the weapon but he never had a chance to act fast enough.

The deadly monster had already leaned down before its opponent could really react. The powerful hand closed around the one eyed male’s throat and squeezed while pulling him up. The creature smirked while watching the Hero gasp and fight for air. The kicks and scratches didn’t seem to bother the beast as it choked the Chain’s leader.

Time didn’t think. He glared at the beast and called out his fire magic. He grabbed the Lynel’s arm and screamed while bringing Din’s Fire into life. He struck with all he got and made sure not to let go of his opponent. He ignored the flames that tried to burn him too even though he was the one in control of them. Yet, the creature’s hand was around his throat, right at his skin, so it was no surprise his own magic ended up burning him too.

The monster’s hold was still tight around the Old Man’s throat which still cut his air supply. He fought to hold the inferno strong enough to take down the Lynel even though he was losing consciousness. It had been just matter of second or few that he would’ve failed to take down the battlefield’s hardest enemy. He fell unconscious just when the beast exploded into black smoke.

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“I don’t know what happened after that until I woke up.” Time finished until gritting his teeth at the increasing feeling of burning. He hated to admit it but he started to fear that Warriors was right. The pain started to be unbearable.

“Then it’s good I can give you the answer.” Warriors replied while uncorking a red potion. “Yet, before I start to explain, you need to drink this.” He told firmly while very gently pulling his little brother upwards and supporting him as he got him to take the potion. After that he laid the older male back down and continued with the healing salve to aid fix the deepest and cruelest wounds in Time’s arms as they were quite well littered with both smaller and bigger as well as shallower and deeper wounds.

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The Chain had been freaked out when the monsters attacked. None of them had been prepared for the battle even one bit. It was shocking to see Time take the brunt of the first wave. Yet, seeing him get struck by all kinds of weapons got the eight to be extremely swift in drawing out their weapons. Even thought Wind was the quickest, Warriors was the closest.

The eight Heroes dashed past their leader and attacked with a scream of rage. They forced the beast away from their oldest brother while giving a swift check on him. Luckily the armor defended him beautifully and the only wounds he had was in his arms but those were shallow as this enemy group’s archers weren’t too good with their aim.

Things evened out when Time joined into the battle. He first aided wherever it was needed the most until he and Warriors took on the Iron Knuckle. Everything was going well all the way to the point of Lynel appearing.

Six Heroes turned their notions into the beast but none of them were capable of getting through the enemies they were facing. Twilight and Sky defended the tree Wild had climbed into as he began to shoot arrows into the powerful monsters. The others did their best to get through the mob in all possible ways.

The seven Links were freaked out when Time threw Hyrule out of the harm’s way. None of them really knew if it was well thought out or just pure luck as the Traveler flew through the air right into Legend’s hold. Yet, if they had to answer into that question, they would’ve told it was unconscious decision and action.

The Champion wished he could’ve used Bomb Arrows but he feared he would’ve hurt Time more than the Lynel. And so, he kept using the normal ones even though those didn’t seem to have any effect. He had already ran out of elemental arrows so he wasn’t able to throw in some unique ones to cause more damage or hindrance to the monster.

The Chain’s panic, fear and rage grew the more the Lynel hurt their oldest brother and the more harder they fought to get through the monsters. When the flames appeared, those took the monsters off guard too. Yet, the eight Heroes took the given chance and struck hard and cruelly. That moment of averting their notion cost the lives of most of the monsters.

Sadly, once the Lynel was gone, the remaining monsters turned their notion into the unconscious one eyed male as he was extremely easy target. The only reason the beasts failed to deliver a deathblow was simply the sheer number of them. They were on each other’s way and failing to strike well enough to cause as much of damage as they wished. Yet, as both the enemies and the Heroes were aware, sometimes one didn’t need one strike to end their target. Sometimes enough of smaller cuts would bring the death just by the sheer amount and the damage they cause together.

Twilight transformed and dashed into there much quicker than the others. He just forced his way right to Time and struck a Spin Attack to force the beast away. He stood over the unconscious and heavily bleeding body of his mentor while striking the Spin Attack again and again to keep the beasts at bay.

The rest of the Chain attacked from behind and left the monsters between the attacks. With the joined attacks of raged Heroes, the battle was soon won. Hyrule didn’t waste a second as he already initiated his magic and struck it roughly into his oldest brother. Yet, he nearly instantly pulled away and quit his work.

The Chain’s leader reacted badly into the action. He began to cough and gag without waking up. “Fuck! He overdid his magic!” Warriors almost exclaimed while feeling the heat radiate from his little brother. “We need ice magic! Anyone got something for that?” He requested before both Wild and Legend already drew out their Ice Rods.

“Time’s not able to use his magic and I can’t get in touch with it without causing more damage than good.” The Traveler warned before jerking a bit. “Fairy Salve!” He half shouted before already going through Time’s pockets.

“The what?” Wind queried curiously. The others were equally interested of what Hyrule was searching for but they all were more worried for the one eyed male’s wellbeing than of anything else.

“Fairy Salve. It’s to heal fairies.” The half-fairy told. “Time used it once to fix my wing.” He explained with a shrug. “Yet, it’s not just that. There’s more to it which Time might not be aware of.” He continued before giving a small triumphant sound as he retrieved the bottle. “It can calm the turmoil of one’s magic might have and turn it into healing.” He told before placing the bottle to the ground. “I can’t use it as I’m a half-fairy. My magic might make things wrong so someone else has to spread it into the wounds.” He explained while backing away so the excessive magic pouring out of him wouldn’t contaminate the Chain’s leader’s creation.

“I’ll do it.” Warriors stated out straight off while already starting to take Time’s armor off. Twilight swiftly aided him and Wild stored the broken protection into his Slate. He’d give it to Four for checking and fixing at later time once everything would be safe and sound.

“We’ll keep the surroundings safe and sound.” Sky said while pulling Twilight along. “Just.. Save him, okay?” He almost begged and the war Hero nodded firmly. After that the seven Heroes scattered around to cover as much of the area as they could to keep their brothers safe from possible monster attacks.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

“After that you woke up with a half a scream, half a growl as I applied the salve into your wound.” Warriors ended his explanation before giving a weak, lopsided grin. “I’m actually surprised you’re still conscious.”

Time gave out a short chuckle. “I got high pain tolerance.” He told and resisted the urge to shrug. He wasn’t certain how well his right shoulder and arm would work after the strike they had gained. “Doesn’t mean I wouldn’t feel the pain, though.” He explained at the raised eyebrow from his older brother. “It only means that I can stay conscious and functioning through more than what people normally could.”

Warriors sighed bit sorrowfully and nodded in understanding. He turned his gaze back into his work until moving to the one eyed male’s other side to fix the left arm. “I just can’t even imagine what could have given you something like this.” He whispered quietly while not meaning the slash and stab wounds he was treating.

“Not something I want to talk about.” The Chain’s leader answered while turning his gaze away from the war Hero. Yet, he soon returned it to him just to get a check on how much of the Fairy Salve was left. “Seems like I gotta make more that much sooner than I had thought to.”

“Sorry.” The Captain half whispered while glancing at the amount left. He slumped a bit when he realized that the bottle was almost empty already. “Just let me know if I can help you in any of way in creating this.”

The one eyed male nodded with a small smile. “I will. And don’t worry. Better to save a life than worry about something running out due to the action.” He told before raising an eyebrow as Warriors finished his work. “Done?” He half inquired while slightly tilting his head.

“On the worst, yes.” The Chain’s leader’s second-in-command replied while checking his work through just to make sure he hadn’t missed anything. Yet, he wasn’t certain if it was the potion’s work or if the healing salve was working on the easier cuts too. Either way, all of the wounds were slowly healing and that eased some of his worries.

“Then I’m taking a nap.” Time stated out and closed his eye. “I might be able to withstand the burning feeling but I’d rather not.” He told before bit grinning. “Just call the boys back. The area’s safe. Or, at least the forest is telling that.” He half requested while opening his eye again.

The war Hero nodded and gave the whistle call. Soon the seven Heroes returned while feeling tad uncertain of leaving their posts. “Time’s saying the area’s safe.” Warriors explained and with that the Chain had very swiftly surrounded their leader. The one eyed male smiled and calmed down as he was capable of knowing that everyone was there and by him again. He also made very swift check on everyone to know they were in as good condition as they could be. “Just get some rest, Sprite. You need it.” The Captain half whispered as he noticed the sleep caused by pain threatening to overtake the Chain’s leader. Time just nodded and closed his eye while relaxing. His worry over the boys had been eased for now so he was capable of calming down.

The Fairy Salve worked surprisingly fast and the deadly wounds had been healed within few hours. Still, the Chain spend a while longer at the area just to make sure the Old Man was fully healed. And even when they finally left the battle area, they only searched out a place to camp for the night. At then it was just simple and easy eating before creating a Hero Pile of Support and Comfort around the one eyed male.

Few days later they stopped by a meadow for few days. Time, with Hyrule’s help, taught about the Fairy Salve. The half-fairy provided the information of what it was used for while the oldest Link gave the way of how to make it.

“All you really need is few days and a Fairy Meadow.” The Old Man told while carefully moving around and gathering the needed things. “Morning dew, nectar and petals of flowers. Depending on the flowers, the healing might be bit different each time. Very, very slight bit of birch bark and couple of drops of sap. Heat it up and keep stirring it until it changes color. After that just wait for it cool down and it’s ready.”

“Do the fairies create these?” Four inquired while being quite fascinated of the new potion of sorts.

Time glanced at the half-fairy and bit sighed while shaking his head. “No, they don’t. There’s already Fairy Magic in the creation due the place where the ingredients are taken. If the fairies did these, it would overflow the magic and it would become useless.

“We can teach it but we can’t create it.” The Traveler told sorrowfully. “It’s the same reason we can’t use them either. Hence we can only be healed either by someone else using the Fairy Salve or then by the Great Fairies.” The Chain nodded in understanding.

Once everyone except Hyrule had the Fairy Salve, they continued forward. It was good to know they all had something new in their usage should similar rough situation come forth. It also gave them the chance to aid any fairy they would meet on their travels.

Time stretched and smiled while feeling fully grateful of having taught something new and useful to his boys. He glance behind and smiled fondly as the Chain was slowly calming down and relaxing again. They all were safe and sound and together. And they all were now one more item richer in keeping each other alive, safe and well.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Ooh, I got one. AITA for telling me sick, elderly dad "no" when he asked if I'd come help around the house?

So I think I know the answer to this already, but I'm curious about other people's opinions…. and I want to rant.

My dad and I (36, trans masc but I only figured that out about 5 years ago) have been butting heads for a while. Family situation is: I had cool hippy liberal parents but things went downhill with various addictions and depression. I lived with them until I was 30 (with me paying the bills for several years) and then finally moved out after I realized how unhealthy it was for me to be there.

Moving out coincided with me figuring out some things about myself, mainly the trans thing, probably because I felt more comfortable/safe and could focus on things other than that shitty living situation.

Another thing I'd finally realized, shortly before I moved out, was how messed up my relationship with my dad had been. Basically, I grew up with him doing this thing where he'd tell me I couldn't trust any of my friends (the implication being I could only trust him), or he'd tell me how smart I was because I saw things his way and talk about how people we knew were dumb because they didn't. He also taught me that I shouldn't show or admit to mental illness or neurodivergence because people (even my friends) would take advantage of me.

Once I'd gone, he repeatedly asking me to come visit, sending me messages about how sad he was and how much he missed me. I did visit a few times, but just being back in that house makes me feel real uncomfy.

At some point I share with him my observations about our past and how it negatively effected me. His response… is to say he doesn't think that's how it went. I keep trying to explain, asking him to acknowledge that these things did happen between us and, whether he meant it to or not, it did mess me up. He keeps dismissing it or redirecting the blame onto my mom or his shitty dad, or suggesting that my friends (who I'm living with now) have turned me against him.

But he also keeps pestering me to visit more, guilt-tripping me with how sad my old dog, Cavall, is after each time I do come by (I would have taken the dog with me, but he's a big fluffy malamute mix and the roommates have a small house + one is allergic. I didn't want to impose too much, so I'd limited myself to bringing only the one cat who I had the closest bond with and leaving the other pets with my parents).

All of this back-and-forth with my dad finally comes to a head a couple months ago when I ask for a specific item of mine that I left at my parents house. My dad responds with a little poem about how depressed he is because he misses me and I've abandoned him. I throw back some brusque line in which I call him "bro"…

… and that earns a response in which he mocks me about pronouns and gender identity.

I am shocked, because my parents were always super cool about queer stuff. I tell him so and then block him on facebook. He responds to that by scouring the house for everything I left behind, packing it up in cardboard boxes, and dumping it all in my roommate's driveway with zero notice.

I figure he's done with me at that point… but then, last week, he sent me an email which reads:

"I hope you're well. I hope your family is well. I miss you. I'm sick today. Weak. Dizzy. Queasy. Slept a lot, thankfully. I want to ask you, if I were to become too sick to do things for days, would you be someone I could ask to come make some soup, take out the trash, help and give comfort? I won't be surprised at a "no", but, a "yes" would be wonderful. I got the trash out and the dogs fed. Cavall is off his breakfast lately, but, usually eats supper. He used to eat better, but, he's really getting old and slow now. In the six years I've walked him he's gone from wanting to run a lot to slow walking and sniffing. I'm getting down some oatmeal with raisons and yogurt now. Hopefully I'll be better tomorrow. I think so, but, the question arises at such times. Plz tel yes or no, so I can know for future reference."

And, well, I told him no. I hate the idea of abandoning sick elderly people who are already living in poverty, but after all the shit I described, I don't want to be around him. So, what's the vote?

What are these acronyms?

[sibillascribbles08]

Jasonnie Week Day 5 - Inventive/Destructive

Wasn't sure what I wanted to do for a while on this one and then I came up with this.

The fact that this happened wasn’t exactly surprising, but it still shouldn’t have happened. A cluster of mistakes and poor choices that led to this. 

Donatello knew that Jason only recently obtained his ninpo. And despite how fluidly he used it during that fight in the Nexus, it’d likely just been a spur of adrenaline that allowed it. He had almost no clue how to properly use it.

He knew that, according to Draxum and Gram Gram, Jason’s ninpo drew directly from his spirit much like Raphael’s did. Ergo, it was heavily influenced by his emotions. 

He knew he shouldn’t have taken Jase on a crime stopping mission, but come on, it was a simple task of scaring off some goons who kept trying to vandalize Hypno and Warren’s apartment. His brothers called to see if he wanted in, and he and Jase were already hanging out so why not just take him with?

In his defense, he didn’t know they were armed. But he naively rolled his eyes when they pulled out a gun, because Mikey could easily grab the guy's arm to redirect his aim.

But Donatello forgot bullets can ricochet. 

The handgun went off, the blast echoing down the street. Raph let out a panicked shout. And for half a second Donatello laughed, about to taunt that the guy missed.

Then suddenly there was a burning and sharp pain in his arm. 

The shock cut his mystics off—the ones keeping him in the air. He plummeted down to the street, only stopped because Raph caught him in his arms. 

“Donnie?” His big brother shouted. “Leo, get those guys out of here.” 

“I’m on— oh heck!”

Donatello, in spite of how much his arm hurt, tried to shove himself up to see why his twin shouted like that. The slider stared up the building next to them. So did all of the thugs. 

Donatello followed their gaze and only got a glimpse of Jason’s ninpo dragon before the massive beast dove straight down. 

The guys screamed. Leo did too before teleporting away. Raph began to sprint out of range. 

Donatello could barely tell what was happening. Not only because Raph kept tugging him down, but the lightning that kept going off paralyzed him to the point he couldn’t fight back. The dragon’s roars sounded like thunder. Glass shattered. Stone crashed onto the asphalt. 

“Jase?” Mikey’s shouts were barely audible over all the noise. “Jase, buddy, calm down!”

Donatello looked up to the roof. Another flash of lightning made him flinch, panic in his throat and static under his skin, but he refused to cower.

He grabbed onto his big brother’s plastron. “Raph, get me up there.”

“But Don—”

“Now.” He hissed. At this point he was well aware of the blood running down his arm, but he didn’t care. 

As Raph called out for Leo, more screams erupted from the streets, not just from the men they were fighting this time. Donatello leaned around Raphael’s arm in time to see the dragon’s tail smash into the side of the apartment building, completely taking a corner out of it.

Leo teleported next to them and cut into the ground. All three of them dropped through the portal onto the roof. 

Donatello scrambled out of Raph’s arms the second he saw Jase. His boyfriend was kneeling down, eyes blown wide and glowing the same warm purple as his dragon. Mikey knelt next to him, calling out, but it seemed to go unheard.

“Jase?” Donatello tried as he stumbled over, wincing every time he had to move his arm. “Jase, I’m okay. I’m fine.” He knelt on the ground next to him. “Jase, look at me. Please look at me.” 

It took actually reaching out and touching his boyfriend’s face to get him to lift his head. Those bright eyes fixed on him, and then a second pair did as well as the dragon slowly rose up from behind, sparks still spilling from its jaws. 

Donatello took Jason’s hand and pressed it against his plastron. “I’m okay. I promise.” 

The dragon vanished in a flash. The light left Jason’s eyes as he gasped and clutched his head. 

There were still panicked shouts coming from below, along with the sound of sirens. 

“What the heck was that?” Warren shouted across the rooftop.

Donatello glanced back to see him and Hypno climbing up onto the roof. Looked like they didn’t get out unscathed judging from how rough Warren’s hair looked and the giant tear in Hypno’s shirt. 

“Oh mi gosh, are you guys okay?” Mikey floated himself right toward them. 

Donatello left his little brother to manage that and turned back to Jason. His boyfriend’s hand stayed pressed against his chest as he caught his breath. 

Then Jason’s gaze finally came into focus, fixed on Donatello’s arm. “Donnie, what? You said you were okay.”

“I am.”

“Are you kidding me?” He gestured toward it.

Only now did Donatello look at it himself. You couldn’t see the bullet wound from this angle, but it didn’t matter. The blood trails curled around to the front of his hand and started to pool on the ground.

“Yeah, we need to get you to the medbay, stat.” Leo insisted. 

He didn’t even get the chance to argue. Leo cut open another portal, and both Donnie and Jase fell right through it. 

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Donatello didn’t even get a scope of the damage until the next day. 

On his way over to see Jase—ignoring Leo’s insistence that he rest—he made a stop at the apartment where the whole mess went down.

He couldn’t say that it looked like a tornado or a bomb hit it, because that wasn’t the right way to describe it. It truly looked like the work of a giant dragon. Claw marks dug into the road and the brick work. Chunks of building still littered the streets along with broken glass. Parts of the apartment were flat out missing, some even looked bitten through. Scorch marks from all the lightning scarred the stone. Caution tape was wrapped across the alley way to keep people from entering before it got cleaned up properly. 

Evidently the damage was bad enough that Hypno and Warren couldn’t stay in their place, which they weren’t happy about. “Why did we even call you to help,” Warren had said. “If you’re going to cause more damage than those thugs.” 

Donatello was just glad Jason wasn’t there during that conversation. His boyfriend wouldn’t have taken it well. 

Jase already looked guilty and terrified enough as it was. 

Donatello knocked on the front door of the house. No answer. He dug up the spare key that Mr. Song told him about and opened the door. He slipped up to Jason’s room and knocked on that door instead.

“Jase?” he said. “It’s me.” 

Thankfully the answer came swiftly. “Come in.” 

Donatello closed the door behind him as he did. At least Jason wasn’t curled up under the sheets, but he was still wearing his PJs and not his glasses. 

“Feeling okay?” The softshell plopped down onto the bed.

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” Jase tilted his head as he glanced at the bandage. “I’m sure getting that pulled out wasn’t fun.”

Donatello shrugged. “It sucked, but I think I’ve had worse. Now answer my question.”

Jase sighed and tightened his arms across his chest. “If I ask for pictures of the damage, would you show them to me?”

“No. You shouldn’t be kicking yourself over this.”

“Shouldn’t I? That was my fault.” Jason fell back against his pillow. “I wasn’t unaware. I could see everything that dragon was doing. Hell, I was practically doing it myself. I was just so…”

Donatello pulled his legs up on the bed so he could scoot closer. “You haven’t had the chance to train your ninpo. It’s of no surprise it got out of control. Especially if you were… worrying about me.”

Because he wasn’t unaware of the cause. The dragon came out the second he got hit. Jase probably didn’t even know what happened at the time. He heard a gun go off and saw Donatello fall. Anyone in that position might have assumed the worst. 

Jase rolled onto his side, curling up. His voice cracked. “I thought you died.” 

“I know.” Donatello mirrored his pose, thankfully laying on his good side as he did. “And I’m not mad at you. None of us are.” 

Jase snorted. “I bet Hypno and Warren are, a little bit.”

“They’ll get over it. They should understand anyway. We’ll find them a new place, somewhere better.” Donatello’s gaze moved up to the pillow, trying to think of some ideas. The two really shouldn’t keep having to force themselves into a place built for humans. Hypno was too wide and Warren too small. In fact, all the mutants and even surface dwelling yōkai deserved somewhere made for them.

An idea he filed away from the time being. He reached out to take Jase’s hand. “Let’s just work on trying to keep it from happening again, hm?” 

Jase sighed and curled their fingers together. “Okay.”

[wordy-little-witch]

Also sliding in and out to ask if you have any other op characters you could see as regressors other than Buggy? Personal fav for me is Robin, partly I can’t find anything for her as the regressor, partly cuz she deserves it, partly because imagining Franky as her primary SUUUUUUPER caretaker is healing to the heart. (One of Little Robins favorite games is to climb on his back while he pretends to be flabbergasted and goes „Oh noooo where did Robin gooooo? Has anyone seen Robin?“ while she just giggles as he pretends to shield his eyes to look towards the horizon)

YES ACTUALLY!!!! I focus mostly on Buggy because he's my absolute favorite but I do in fact hc others as regressors

I'll divide them out under the cut with some headcanons as well bc this may.... get long honestly.

Robin

• starting here because she is the one in the ask and you're RIGHT AND SHOULD SAY IT LOUDLY!!!!!!!!!

• she's a playful person and that only gets x100 when she feels safe to regress

• she spent so long hypervigilant that it was honestly only with the Strawhats that she finally relaxed a little and wound up feeling that fuzzy blurry aspect in her head which took away some inhibitions. Nobody made a big deal out of it the first few times it happened. they were just happy she was happy. It's only after she reads a book on psychology on a whim that she begins piecing some things together.

• everyone is really excited when she finally feels comfortable to talk to them about it. And, in doing so, a few others on the crew also realize they may either benefit from it or already do it themselves.

• Robin really loves games and playing when she's regressed, and she laughs more openly when she's little.

• Franky is her primary caregiver, but everyone else on the crew also chips in constantly. (Zoro specifically always keeps an extra close eye when she's running around anywhere near the railing or somewhere potentially dangerous. He's the king of gentle redirection)

• Sanji will make her extra fun little snacks, cut fruit or little finger foods. He melts every time she beams at him or giggles or thanks him. He just wants to squish her cheeks~

• not an Aeathetic Regressor, honestly. She does what makes her happy, and her clothes aren't necessary for that, she's not obsessed with pastels or anything, she still finds morbid things amusing. She will, however, become the BIGGEST clothes thief ever and toddle after Franky in one of his button ups, spouting random facts about decomposition and the science of decay.

• spooky baby!!!!!!! Not on purpose, but she IS!!!!!!

• Luffy and her get on like a house on fire. He's one of her favorite people when regressed because he's just that perfect mix of On Her Level and Protective. He also has Mega Siblihg Energy. While Luffy himself is a complicated topic I'll get into later, he does take being her playmate and protector VERY seriously. He's also a polyglot bc I love the idea of him not being dumb at all, just operating on a different wavelength. They bond over Weird Facts and Special Interests, and they speak different languages a lot together, accidentally even making their own on occasion. ((Luffy also calls her mi pequeña luna even before the whole Gear 5 Thing, which becomes a bit of an inside joke))

• chewy stims chewy stims chewy stims if it can go in her mouth while she's distracted, it WILL.

• no particular age range, but she has determined she's likely an older kid - perhaps around the ballpark of nine? Maybe. Maybe not. Doesn't matter.

• can, will, and has justbwordless gone to Usopp, plopped down on her tummy, kicking her feet and Stared. He pauses slightly. "Story?" She nods. "Okay..... yeah, I got one-!!"

Moving on~

Luffy

• I will die on this hill bc I have so many thoughts on it and nobody does it??? Justice?????????????

• he is SO resistant to it, honestly. This may come as a huge shock to many, but this boy is a Captain and had to grow and survive FAST. He may be a little weird or perceived as 'dumb', but he is most certainly NOT. I love Dadan, Makino and even Shanks, but his most stable adult relationships were a barmaid, a flighty pirate, and a largely hands-off bandit woman. He canonically faced potentially lethal ordeals as "training" from a man he loved, yes, but also FEARED. It's overlooked so often bc of how optimistic and bright and semi-competent he is, but that boy has So Much Trauma.

• he's the captain and so he puts a LOT of pressure on himself, though it's rarely seen point blank.

• I think he involuntarily regresses pretty often and hides it exceptionally well by either Faking It or hiding away as quickly as possible.

• personal hc here that Robin was the first to address regression with the crew, everyone gave it a try bc Nobody There Had A Good Childhood, and nobody noticed that Luffy.... didn't. Or rather, nobody brought it up. At first.

• it's baby steps. They let him be. They never push, but they do encourage the times when his lock on his Haki gets a little fuzzier, bubbly, and his laughter is bright and clear and innocent.

• Luffy has a lot to unpack, and it only really comes to ahead when he's teetering just a little during dinner one night, wriggling happily, someone reaches past a little too quickly, a little too close to his head, and he flinches. Everyone freezes. The mood drops like an anchor. Luffy apologizes. He's subsequently smothered.

• getting Luffy to really regress is difficult. One would think it would be easy with his normal demeanor. One would be very very wrong. The Luffy he is now is the one cobbled together by his experiences, under layers and layers of protective shielding and self applied armor of love. Luffy acts most like a child when he's big. Luffy acts far different when he's little.

• he also looks different when he's little. Current theory is the weirdness of his Devil Fruit, the way his body shifts and morphs according to whims and wants and stimuli. He used to shrink down after Gear 3, so sometimes just.... physically being tiny isn't TOO unusual. And having the little white curls peppered into raven hair is odd, but it is Luffy, they've seen, done and experienced weirder....

• Lil Lu, as dubbed by the Great and Powerful Big Bro Usopp, is quiet. He's firm stares beneath messy curls, red-brown eyes peeling layers of a person back and studying them bc that is how he can tell who is Safe and who is Not. He is not diluted by the cloak of sunshine, though stars still glow in his veins. He's quiet, he's slightly calmer, but he's also... more open than they're used to. Luffy doesn't cry easy. Lil Lu seems to make up for that in excess. He happy cries, angry cries, sad cries - they all learn to navigate the different tones of tears.

• Lil Lu also picks his people. It's usually not the exact same, but he'll choose a person and be their duckling for the day or evening. Sometimes it's Sanji, and Lu wants to help and hold his pants leg and just Be There. Sometimes it's Nami, and he helps count out the berri or draws her pictures while she works on a map, beaming under ink smudges and parchment smells. Sometimes it's Zoro, with the naps and occasional playtime, or Usopp and Chopper with games and stories. Sometimes it's Robin and Franky, the former big or little, the latter delighting in the trust given to him. Sometimes it's Brook or Jinbei, the oldest on the crew who understand better than most when the weight of the world crushes a too-small chest and grief stains his every cell. Sometimes it's one, sometimes it's many, and sometimes he wants to be alone. It's all progress.

Shanks

• ironically, not a whole lot on him. His regression is blurry at best, and it's diluted in part due to his alcoholism. It mostly manifests in going semi or nonverbal, wanting more hugs and cuddles, being a little more emotional than usual - something often times attributed to drinking as opposed to smth psychological.

• his crew eventually puts it together that Drunk Shanks and Needy Shanks are very different, and they simply adjust accordingly. Nobody ever really.... brings it up?? But they know. And Shanks knows. And they know that Shanks knows. That's enough for them.

• honestly Shanks' regression is on the older end, but it's from around the time he was selectively mute.

• traumatized teenage captain hours.

• really likes texture stims btw. Lucky Roux made him slime once and he was mesmerized for hours.

Law

• not a regressor but I wanted to include him anyway bc he went the full opposite of everyone else. He vibes as a caregiver no I do not make the rules but I do enforce them.

• Law, upon meeting little Robin and Lil Lu: you activated my Loving Side, now SUFFER- ((He spoils them but has safety rules and they thrive with the structure honestly, 100/10, he and Franky become The Best At Wrangling The Tinies))

Uta

• I don't know quite yet how she vibes but the vibe is THERE okay, it simply IS and I will die on that hill. She either regresses or she's a caregiver, but regardless she is very Big Sister Coded, especially to Luffy.

Perona

• pastel goth baby. On the younger end, and Mihawk and Zoro were the ones who clocked her habits at Kuraigana. She herself never really clocked it but they both started.... slowly accommodating it, and she was blindsided by it.

• eventually came to terms with it, and while they never put a name to the behaviors, Zoro knew damn well what was going on after sailing with Robin. Big Brother Energy honestly.

• it's only after the time skip, after some time away, and when she reunites with Mihawk that the greatest swordsman knows now what it was, thanks in part to Buggy.

• on that note, she and Buggy get on like a house on fire and it's adorable and mildly terrifying bc smth may, in fact, literally catch fire.

Okay that's all I have rn ily thanks for the ask, y'all have no idea how happy it makes me to see stuff in my inbox ♡♡♡♡♡♡

[leelee120000]

Looking Back On: Fall Out Boy, “Folie à Deux”

April 12, 2020

“Folie à Deux” came out when I was eight years old. Fall Out Boy (FOB) was a band I enjoyed but it wasn’t my favorite yet. That didn’t occur until 2010 when I got my first laptop and suddenly had access to play any music I wanted. After countless times listening, I came to think of it as one of the most musically intricate and well-developed albums FOB has ever produced. However, “Folie à Deux” didn’t sell well and ultimately contributed to FOB’s hiatus.

There is a plot in “Folie à Deux,” however, it is very hidden and not really understood without the additional “Fall Out Toy Works” comics, which was published in ‘09 and continued into ‘13. The comics are mostly unknown by many which makes talking about them all the more fun. 

“Fall Out Toy Works” was created by Pete Wentz of FOB, Darren Romanelli and Nathan Cabrera. It is written by Brett Lewis and illustrated by members of Imaginary Friends Studios. The story is a cyberpunk tale set in futuristic LA centered around a gynoid (female android) named Tiffany, the Toymaker’s perfect creation. Think “Pinocchio” meets “Pygmalion.” 

Baron is the main antagonist and his company controls the production of pretty much everything in Los Angeles, even the weather but he has no control over his relationships. He asks the Toymaker to create a robot wife for him, named Tiffany. Talking about the story any farther without spoiling the ending is hard.

The trade paperback and webcomic version both had the final page of issue 5 removed, which changed the entire tone of the ending. (It is relatively easy to find online, though.) There are so many things that the comics explain, even the meaning of the album’s cover art: the bear is a boy robot named Crybaby.

To promote “Folie à Deux,” the whole label of Decaydance Records artists did a mixtape of demos and custom songs called “Welcome to the New Administration.” The promotional campaign began on Aug. 18, 2008, when Decaydance’s website was supposedly hacked by a shady group called “Citizens For Our Betterment.”

The link led to the group’s website which was red, white and blue. Links on the page were blocked needing specific IP addresses to work. The Decaydance site was normal the following day. 

The Citizens for Our Betterment web page was updated every day, many posts referring to Nov. 4, the same day as the 2008 U.S. presidential election. The locked links were gradually opened and by Aug. 24, one link led to a page saying “FOB – The Return – November Four” in large big bold letters.

This caused some fans to believe that Fall Out Boy would release their new album on Nov. 4. Others theorized that this was another one of Pete’s attempts to raise political awareness as he previously held a rally for then U.S. Democratic Party presidential candidate Barack Obama. Members of FOB members are publicly democrats. 

Many bands from the Fueled by Ramen label posted on MySpace that same day with the title “Welcome to the New Administration.” Every post contained the word ten. On Aug. 25, the Citizens for Our Betterment website was redirected to the band’s Friends or Enemies page. On which was an image of a voting booth and ballots with the names of several Decaydance artists. 

By clicking on each individual ballot, there was an audio clip from the band reading past posts on the Citizens for Our Betterment website. A mixtape was then made available for download. Listen to it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HUZKSsP8Sdo

As for the album itself, the album “Folie à Deux” itself is perfectly gapless as every song fades into the next. It starts with a hidden track called “Lullabye.” It’s a charming track featuring just acoustic guitar and Patrick singing. “Disloyal Order Of Water Buffaloes” is the first official song. The hook goes: “I’m a loose bolt of a complete machine. What a match, I’m half doomed and you’re semi-sweet.” These lines set the tone of the album with industrial elements and dark storytelling. The world of the Toymaker and how it intertwines with the music. 

“I Don’t Care” kicks off with a classic rock tone, and the accompanying music video is zany and weird. Gilby Clarke from Guns N’ Roses starts the video by saying, “what the hell happened to rock and roll? Eyeliner? Energy drinks? And no guitar solos? I’ve taken sh*ts with bigger rock stars than them!”

The video is filled with miscellaneous sights. There’s the infamous spaghetti cat clip, band members dressed as nuns, Joe flashing people – and it ends with everyone removing a mask and being a different rock star. Clarke himself reveals himself being Sarah Palin in the end, winks.

It’s an all-round weird video. A reminder that ‘08 was a different time, but all and all it fit into the political climate.

Next on the album is “She’s My Winona,” named after actress Winona Ryder. It is a true bop and a slower-paced song with the chorus of “hell or glory, I don’t want anything in between. Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes. And daddy said ‘you gotta show the world the thunder’.”  

This is followed by “America’s Suitehearts” with its nightmare carnival aesthetic that really adds to the story of the album and causes a lot of the nonsense to make sense. 

“Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown On A Bad Bet,” in which the beat goes hard but the lyrics go harder, follows. It’s a song blatantly about infidelity within a relationship. Considering Pete Wentz’s divorce, it’s safe to assume that this was somewhat based in reality. 

The music video is labeled as “A Weekend At Pete Rose’s,” and is on the old FriendsOrEnemies YouTube channel. In it, Panic! At The Disco’s Brendon Urie and Spencer Smith carry Pete’s dead body around the city. 

“The (Shipped) Gold Standard” is a sad masterpiece about fearing loving another person. This was written before gay marriage was legalized and at a time where the LGBT+ community found safety within emo music and the Fall Out Boy fan base because FOB supported them. 

“(Coffee’s For Closers)” is a song about lost faith, and it hits hard especially with its placement behind “The (Shipped) Gold Standard”. 

“What A Catch, Donnie” has a music video and it’s an odd, nostalgic chronicle of the band’s (at the time of the video’s creation) seven-year history. Filled with memorabilia for other music videos, the video shows Patrick saving his fellow bandmates, as well as Brendon Urie and Spencer Smith. The end of the song includes lines from Fall Out Boy’s most iconic songs at the time. 

“27” jumps the pace back up to fast rock and fades into (all songs fade, but this is the best fade on the record) my favorite song on the album, “Tiffany Blews.” The song makes almost no sense at all lyrically but musically it slaps. The best explanation I can give is that it’s about a hot girl. Lil Wayne has a spoken section that is my favorite part. “Not the boy I was, the boy I am is just venting – venting. Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city.” It’s such a perfect moment of breath in a nonstop album.

Next is “w.a.m.s.,” which is an acronym that has never had a confirmed meaning. But, the bass in it is so good, and the ending’s stripped vocals are as well! 

“20 Dollar Nose Bleed” is about drug abuse. It includes vocals from Brendon Urie and ends with a creepy poem by Pete Wentz. “It’s not me, it’s you, actually, it’s the taxidermy of you and me / Untie the balloons from around my neck and ground me / I’m just a racehorse on the track, send me back to the glue factory…”

“West Coast Smoker” has the futuristic synth sound that ties the whole album together and that sound is on full display. The vocals pulsing with the music is almost spiritual. I’m skipping the remixes and acoustic versions off of the deluxe version. Instead, I’m hopping over to the bonus tracks. 

“Pavlove” is criminally underrated, and such a good song. The heavy rock cover of Michael Jackson’s “Beat It” is also wonderful.

I love this album because every song in it is amazing – it goes without saying, “Folie à Deux” is my favorite album by my favorite band. 

LeAnne McPherson

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

HELLO TF2 COMMUNITY :D

Do you like fanmade TF2 AUs? Do you like mysteries? Do you like deep DEEP lore? Are you good at solving riddles?

If your answer is yes to all of those, then yay!! And buckle up.

We're going to play a little game. When you click on the link right above the :readmore: all the way down there, you will find yourself at a blank webpage that looks a bit like this:

This webpage will ask you for a specific password for you to enter. If you get the password correct, you will be granted access to the [TOP SECRET]-CLASSIFIED MANN FILES. If you get the password wrong, you will not be granted access to the files.

The password is a four digit number. I will be giving you a riddle to help you find out what this password could be. You might need to use a bit of google for this one:

A little girl with the last name Won goes to an arcade in Korea.

At the arcade, she wins a pinball game.

That was yesterday.

But the pinball machine was cheap, old and rusty.

So all she got was a single coin from it. It was the lowest currency one could get in Korea.

What did the little girl win yesterday?

I know this looks hard, but I promise, you do not have to be Korean to know the answer to this. All you need to know is that, currency in Korea is won (원). I can't give you more information since it may spoil the game, but if you are not sure about anything, you can easily search it up and it'll pop up first thing

If you really find yourself struggling with the answer, I suggest you try reading the riddle out loud ;)

You will be given 24 hours to find the password and get it correct before I reveal the answer for everyone. The timer starts the moment this post is published onto my blog.

There are only 3 rules you should know:

1. If you find the password before everyone else, please don't make it public!! Don't post about it, or tell everyone else. You can tell your friend if they ask for it, sure, but don't ruin the fun for those who still want to try and solve the password!

2. You can not ask for more clues, sorry, but that tiny riddle was the most thinking my brain could take for the week, and I can't make more mysterious clues and riddle :(

3. If the 24 hour timer goes off and the majority of you still haven't managed to find the password, don’t worry, you can always ask for more time. If I get more than 5 non-anon asks in my inbox asking for more time, I will extend the timer.

Anyways, best of lucks finding the password, and have fun :)

[TOP SECRET] CLASSIFIED MANN FILES- PROJECT DOPPELGANGER

(EDIT: hello all! So it seems that the links on this post are causing some problems for a lot of you guys, and the whole password part seems to work just fine but for some reason if won't show the files properly once you guessed it. So if you managed to get the password right but the webpage you were redirected to only shows you blank pages, please pop me a quick message through either inbox or DM so I can get you set right up with a shared google doc file which actually works. Thank you so much for your patience and so sorry for the inconvenience and this technical error kind of ruining the whole vibe :'(

P.S. if you can, the link works a bunch times better when on PC!)

Now that all that jazz is out of the way, here are all of my rambles!

A brief summary for those who are new:

This post is part of a big lore-drop for an AU of mine called Job Switcheroo Mercs, which is basically an AU where all the TF2 mercs have their jobs and classes switched around. If you want to learn more about the AU, you can go check out my #job switcheroo tag on my blog. You might need it for the context.

For those who already know the basic gist of the AU, but just forgot the what the heck this AU is even about, here's a little reminder.

Of course, big hugs and kisses to all my lovely Job Switcheroo AU fans out there. We were a pretty niche group but you guys gave me so much love and support all throughout it and I appreciate it so so so much. THANK YOU <3

[eddiemunson-fanfic]

Step brother adores you pt. 4

Eddie Munson x Plus size!FM!Reader

Warnings: oral, p in v, fingering, petnames (daddy, slut, whore)

Summary: After the concert and your shennanigans in the van, he drove you home. You had a breakfast together, and Haley really had a lot to say about Eddie disappearing on you the first night he was told to watch over you. He promised it wouldn't happen again, and he sure kept his promise. He was there every time your dad and Haley went out on a date, and you always had mind blowing sex. For weeks you kept it hidden, until that one family dinner, where your dad and Haley announced something big. Would your relationship stand, or would it crumble below your feet?

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 5 (coming soon)

"You really gonna do it?" Eddie says, as his foot touches yours beneath the table.

You both look at your parents with shock, and you can't even believe what you just heard.

You brushed your hand on top of his thigh, squeezing lightly as he glanced at you quick, before his eyes went to his mom again. His hand going over yours under the table, squeezing lightly.

"Yeah, we've talked a bit about it, and we wanted to hear with you guys too, I mean" Haley said as she looked at your dad with sparkle in her eyes.

Fuck, this was not good. Or was it? You couldn't really tell by the shock you had right now.

"Me and your dad have been dating for half a year now, and we wanna make something more of it" she said, taking her attention entirely over to you as you looked at them both with shock.

You deep down knew this was gonna happen sooner or later, but you hoped it would be later rather than sooner. You loved the relationship you have gotten with Eddie over the past few months, and so did he.

"I have seen that you guys are really close too, and that makes us both so happy, because we really want this to work" Haley says, and you can't do anything but to nod.

"I wanna sell our house, so we can move in here, Eds" she says, and Eddie's jaw drops to the floor. You squeeze his thigh for reassurance, and he huffs.

"Well, I guess it wouldn't be that bad" he says as he squeezes your hand back, smiling slightly before he redirects his attention back to his mom.

"They got enough bedrooms, so you'll have your own, and I'll just be with Jeff in his room" she says as she smiles at your dad.

Ugh, that was strange. You haven't heard anyone say his name in so long, you were used with them saying Mr. Y/L/N, or just your dad, or dad in general. You never called him by his own name.

The way your dad's eyes sparkled when she spoke, made everything clear. This was happening, and you couldn't do anything to stop it.

"Can we be excused? I want to talk to Y/N alone, finding out if we can be siblings" Eddie said suddenly, which made you look at him with confusion clear in your eyes.

You deep down knew he meant something else despite what he said to your parents. He wanted to figure out how you guys would go about your relationship whenever they moved in with you and your dad.

"Of course, sweetie, take all the time you need, both of you" she reassured, and Eddie smirked. Oh boy, he had something on his mind for sure.

"Is it okay if I take her with me for the weekend? My band is gonna play out of town, and I would love for Y/N to join me" he smiled, and his mom aw'ed at his antics.

Oh, if she only knew what was going on in that head of his, she would not have aw'ed right now.

"Of course! Right Jeff? They deserve to bond, right?" Haley insisted, and your dad just hummed, but nodded approvingly.

"If Y/N want too, she can, but don't you have work in the morning, Y/N?" your dad asked, and you shook your head.

"Next weekend is my work weekend, this time I have the weekend off" you reassured him, and he nodded.

"Be safe, kids!" Haley yelled after you when Eddie dragged you up to your room for you to pack some clothes as he sat on your bed, looking at you.

"You look so sexy in those shorts, could you take them with you?" he asked, holding up some shorts you used to bed sometimes.

You chuckled, and smiled at him.

"What do you have planned for us, big boy?" you cooed, walking closer to him, standing between his legs as his hands landed on the back of your thighs as you leaned down to kiss him.

"I know your band doesn't play until next month, so I know you got something in that mind of yours"

"I wanna take a weekend away with my girl, and maybe fuck her brains out and eat... I mean, treat her right" he smirked, and you giggled.

"Stupid" you said, swatting his chest playfully. "But you love me!" he smiled his goofiest smile at you, before he slapped your ass.

"Get ready so we can leave!" he huffed, and you shook your head laughing at him, getting the stuff you needed for the weekend.

Meanwhile in the kitchen:

"Aren't they just the sweetest?" Haley said in the kitchen as she helped your dad clean up after dinner.

"Yeah, really sweet" your dad mumbled back at her.

"Oh, don't be such a sourpuss!" she teased your dad, smirking at him.

"While they're away, we can have fun here all by ourself, big boy" she hummed, her hands landing on his chest, squeezing lightly as he smirked back at her, groping her ass before he kissed her hungrily.

~~~

Eddie had booked a really nice hotel a few miles away from Hawkins, and it was beautiful. You wondered how he could afford such a nice hotel, but you didn't care to ask as he opened the door to your room for you, and you ran and leapt into the bed. It was bouncy, and you giggled as Eddie closed the door behind him and followed suit.

He leaped into the bed beside you, the bounce from him made such force you almost got jumped out of the bed, and Eddie catched you before you rolled out, tugging you flush against him, laughing.

You laid there in his arms in a happy bliss of laughter before it died down a bit, as you cuddled close to him as he kissed the top of your head, stroking small circles on your lower back with his thumb as you laid there in his embrace.

"I love you" you said, breaking the silence as he stopped breathing for a sec hearing those words fall off your lips.

He looked down at you, cupping your chin, making you look up at him before he smiled.

"I love you" he said, kissing you tenderly.

His lips were so soft, and you were addicted. The feeling of them kissing you back was intoxicating, and you'd do anything to make those moments last forever.

"You wanna go down to the restaurant, or should we order in?" he asked, pulling away from the kiss.

You look at him and grin.

"Order in!" you say excitedly, and he laughs, kissing you once more.

"Go find the menu, find something you want, and I'll order" he says as you jump out of the bed, almost running towards the desk where the menu were, jumping into bed with him again as he opened his arm for you to snuggle close.

As you checked what they had, he just held you, pampering you in kisses.

"After dinner, I want my desert" he stated, as he cupped your pussy, and you could see his eyes change from love, to lust.

Your mouth agape as he started kissing down your neck, and you moaned as he started sucking your neck, marking you.

"Eds" you moaned as your nails dug into his delicate skin on his back. He whinces a bit from the pain, but chuckled as you leaned your head to the side to give him better access.

He would mark your neck up if he continued this, but you didn't care. You loved having his lips on you.

"Y/N, you feel so good" he says as his hands roam your body hungrily. Cupping a tit as he sucks another mark into your neck.

"Eds, food" you try to tell him, but it comes more out as a moan.

"Yes, you're my dinner" he states, as he starts to hover over you, kissing down your neck, releasing your tits from your bra as he groans from the sensation of seeing them flop free.

You wiggle under his touch as your stomach grumbles, and Eddie is sent out of his trance, hearing your stomach.

"Shit, sorry princess, I got a bit to carried away" he says as he bit his lip. You smile at him, cupping his cheek.

"I'd love to get down and dirty with you, but I need food first baby" you reassure him, and he nods eagerly.

"Ofcourse my princess! My princess will never go hungry on my watch!" he says a bit dramatic, holding onto his chest as if he's holding a sword and a shield in the other.

You laughed at his actions, and he picked up the phone to dial down to the reception.

"What do my princess want?" he smiled at you, and you listed a few things, and he didn't even hesitate to order them, as he ordered himself a bacon-cheese burger with fries.

You went into the bathroom to shower before the food came, and when you got out of the bathroom, Eddie had stripped down to nothing, laying on the bed with a few plates laying around him, his hand motioning to the food as you laughed at him.

"What are you even doing?" you laughed, walking closer to him.

"Well, this is dinner" he motioned for the food in front of him. "And this" he motioned to his glistening dick. "Is dessert if you eat good enough amount of food" he smirked, and you laughed even more.

"Babe" you started, but couldn't finish as he smiled dorky at you.

"What" he asked, dumbfounded, smiling at you. You shook your head at his antics, and sat down beside him in bed, leaning down to kiss his lips before you pulled away and looked at him, adoration in your eyes.

"I wanna keep you forever"

He smiles, and shakes his head chuckling.

"Well, by the look of our parents, it seems like I'm not leaving any time soon, not that I ever wanted to either"

Shit. You totally forgot about that for a quick second.

"Fuck, I completely forgot about that for a hot second" your face a painful grimace as he drags you down into his arms.

"Hey, it's gonna be fine, we just have to be a bit more sneaky, and whenever one of us can save up for our own place, we don't have to be just as sneaky" he stated. You guess he had a point.

"Look at me" he said, trying to pull your chin up so you had to look at him.

"It's gonna be okay" he smiles. "Do you trust me?"

You nod.

"I need your words princess"

"I do trust you" you spoke, and he smiled, leaning up to peck your lips.

"I got you" he stated, matter of factly before he sat up, handing you one plate with some food on it.

"Now eat, and forget for a while, I'll make you forget even better after" he winked, and you swatted at his arm playfully, shaking your head, trying to not focus on how your pussy was clenching around nothing by his statement.

His eyes never leaving yours, as his smirk grew, knowing exactly what was happening between your legs.

"Ooor" he dragged out the word, laying down between your legs, spreading them apart, as he smiled seeing the wet spot that grew by the second on your panties.

"I could eat you out while you eat yourself" he said, pushing your panties to the side, not giving you any opportunity to protest against him as he shoved his face into your pussy, lapping up the juices that had formed, as he licked a stripe from the start of your entrance up to your clit, before his mouth latched onto your clit, sucking hungrily as you gasped, your hands pulling at his hair as he shoved a finger inside you, slowly, arching it just right to hit that sweet spot as you moaned loudly.

He hummed against you as he pumped his finger a few times in and out of you as you clenched your legs together from pleasure, but his other hand pushed them apart again.

"Fuck, Eddie" you moaned, you could feel him smirk against your pussy as he entered another finger, stretching you out as he pumped them in and out of you sweetly, torturing you almost. The sound of your wet pussy against his fingers made your head fall back in pleasure, as he curled his fingers inside of you, hitting that sweet spot as his tongue circled around your clit.

Your hips started to buck against his face, and he hummed.

"Yes baby, cum for daddy" he spoke softly, and it wasn't long after you came undone around his fingers, his mouth latching up your juices as you came.

He let you ride out your high, your hips bucking against his face, riding his face as your orgasm came to an end.

He crawled up against you, hovering over you as he smiled down at you, licking his fingers clean.

"I love the taste of you" he said, grinning at you, before you leaned up, pulling his face down towards you, your lips crashing against eachother as you ate his lips hungrily, tasting yourself off of him before pulling away, smirking at him, licking your lips.

"And I love the taste of me off your lips even more"

The weekend went by so fast, you barely felt like you had time to even enjoy your time with Eddie at all. The way everything seemed to go by in a haste, making sure you didn't get time at all to enjoy eachother was painful, but you knew it would be something like that in general.

You were packing your bag you had brought with you as you stood there, thinking about how hot the sex was yesterday. How he made you see stars as you came for him the 6th time that night. How he made you feel like the only girl in the world who could make him happy. How he felt stretching you out, softly, hard, and passionate. He was everything to you, and you could feel yourself falling for him more and more. This was not good. This would mean trouble. You could smell it already. See how the troubles evolved over time, how much pain it would cause you and him.

If you could, or had even the willpower to do it, you would kiss him goodbye, tell him this meant everything to you. Everything he did to you during the weekend. How he treated you was everything you had ever wished for, but it had to come to an end. If you knew you would never see him again, you would definitely do that. Just turn away and walk. But you couldn't. You knew that. He knew that. And it was dangerous.

You squealed slightly when he walked up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling the hair covering your neck over to the other side so he could place soft kisses to your skin.

"Hey beautiful" he hummed against your skin, causing goosebumps to form as he spoke, and a pool in your panties starting to form too. Fuck.

"Eds, please" you tried to push out, but even you could barely hear what you said.

Your arms went on autopilot when you interlaced your fingers with his, your head falling to the side slightly to give him better access to your skin as you hummed with satisfaction of feeling him touching you. You loved everything he did to you or with you. He has become your rock in life without even realising it.

You had really digged your own grave with this relationship, but what could you do when you could never get enough of him? Get enough of the time you had together? And soon you would be sharing a house? Soon you would be step siblings? Fuck.

"Eds" you tried to push yourself away from him, but he didn't let go at all, just pushed you closer to him as he kissed your neck, humming against your skin.

"Eds" you tried again, a bit more stern this time, and he stopped dead in his tracks.

"What, princess?" he spoke, his voice cracking as he did, probably scared because you never used that tone with him at all.

"What are we gonna do about the situation with our parents?"

You really wanted to know if he was just as scared about it as you were.

You turned around his arms, looking up at him as he smiled down at you.

"I promise" he started, cupping your cheek as he placed a soft kiss to your lips before he pulled away again.

"I promise we will figure it out, if not, I'm gonna tell my mom about us, and ask her for advice, because I know for a fact that she will try her best to help us if we need it" he said, seeming really sure about the entire thing, so it made you relax.

You smiled at him, leaning into his touch as you reached up to place your hand on top of his, kissing his wrist as you chuckled.

"This is gonna be a turbulent journey"

"Yeah, but we'll be by eachother's side the entire time" he reassured you, kissing your lips one last time before he smiled at you.

"Ready?"

You let out a deep breath as you looked at him, nodding slowly.

"Ready as can be, I guess"

~~~

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[broomballkraken]

Title: Much-Needed Downtime

Fandom: Fire Emblem Three Houses

Pairing: Marianne/Caspar/Linhardt

Word count: 1719

Warnings: None

Summary: Marianne wakes up to find that Caspar and Linhardt didn’t sleep a wink. As she goes to round up her sleep-deprived husbands, she is reminded that their mostly endearing quirks sometimes had rather detrimental side-effects…

Written for Day 5 of @fe3hpolyshipweekk2024, Prompt: Downtime

It was a pleasant morning in the Margraviate of Edmund, and Marianne was roused from sleep by the sounds of birds chirping and the gentle warmth of sunlight on her face. Letting out a long yawn, she stretched out her arms, which proved to me much too easy of a task. She turned her head to one side and then the other to confirm that she was indeed alone in bed, which could only mean one thing: her husbands had stayed up all night, again...

Marianne sighed and shook her head before getting out of bed to start her day. Linhardt did tend to stay up later than her and Caspar, but she usually woke up to him still fast asleep, and he wouldn’t wake up for a few hours after his spouses. Caspar, in contrast, was typically the first of the trio to wake up, but he would at least wait until Marianne woke up to get out of bed.

After she had gotten dressed and fixed her hair - while hoping that her husbands weren’t causing trouble in their sleep-deprived states - Marianne left her room with the intent of going over some paperwork in her office. Even though she had the day off, she still liked to get some work done to lighten her load on workdays. However, as soon as she opened the door to her office, one of her maids rushed up to her.

“Excuse me, Margrave Edmund!” the maid - one of the new hires, Eliza - said as she bowed. Marianne brought a hand to her face and stifled a chuckle.

“You can just call me Marianne, Eliza.”

Eliza gasped and gave her head a hard shake, looking absolutely offended at the very idea. “Oh, I could never, ma’am! U-Um, anyway, I just wanted to let you know that Master Caspar and Master Linhardt are in the dining room and, ah, they seem to be in the middle of a little squabble...”

“I see...” Marianne let out a sigh and rubbed at her temples. She would have loved to try and break Eliza of that ‘Margrave’ and ‘Master’ habit, but that would have to wait until after she rounded up her grumpy husbands. “Thank you. I’ll go see them now.”

Bowing deeply once again, Eliza quickly took her leave, and Marianne redirected her course to the Edmund Estate’s dining room. As she got closer, she heard the muffled, annoyed voices of Caspar and Linhardt snapping back and forth at each other.

“...and another thing - Ow! Not so tight, Linhardt!”

“Will you sit still for once in your life, Caspar?”

“See? This is exactly what I mean!”

Her husbands bickered on as Marianne entered the room, and they didn’t even notice when she walked up to the table next to them and crossed her arms over her chest. It seemed that Caspar had somehow hurt his arm, and Linhardt was tending to his wound, and not being gentle about it.

“Ahem.” Marianne loudly cleared her throat, causing Caspar to yelp and shoot straight up in his chair, and Linhardt to wince as he rubbed at his temples.

“Aha, h-hey honey!” Caspar said, standing up and giving Marianne a quick kiss, and it took all of her willpower not to giggle when his beard tickled her face; she was supposed to be upset, after all. She placed her hands on her hips as Linhardt gave her a kiss as well - a bit slower, and he had to pause to yawn first - and she took over tending to Caspar’s arm, much to his relief.

“My dears...What kept you up all night this time?” she asked, and Linhardt averted his gaze, while Caspar hung his head and spoke first:

“Er, well, those knights from Garrag Mach that visited a few days ago taught me some new axe tricks, and uh, I guess I lost track of the time last night practicing...”

When Marianne turned to Linhardt, he let out another long, draw-out yawn, and she knew that he did that on purpose to stall. “I was just - yawn - pouring over the research notes that Professor Hanneman sent me. And they are quite fascinating, you know. I just - yawn - couldn’t put them down for even a moment.”

Linhardt’s eyes narrowed and he let out an irritated huff. “And then Caspar came bumbling in with another injury for me to deal with, completely derailing my focus and-“

“Hey! I didn’t even ask you to help,” Caspar retorted, his eyes narrowing into a glare as he poked a finger to Linhardt’s chest. “I was gonna deal with it myself, but then you started lecturing me and wouldn’t let it go!”

“Apparently I need to lecture you more, considering you keep getting yourself hurt.”

“Why you-”

“Stop it!” Marianne’s commanding voice cracked between the bickering men like a whip, and their mouths immediately snapped shut. Letting out a tired sigh, Marianne took Caspar and Linhardt’s hands, giving them a gentle squeeze.

“I know you two are only acting like this because you’re sleep deprived, but I hate seeing you being so...mean to each other.” Marianne’s voice was soft, and Caspar and Linhardt’s gazes both fell to the floor, immense guilt very evident in both sets of blue eyes. “Please, apologize and go get some sleep.”

Caspar let out a sigh and turned to Linhardt as he ran a hand through his hair. “You’re right, as usual. Lin...I’m really sorry for snapping at you.”

“I’m sorry too, Caspar.” Linhardt offered up a tired smile, and Caspar beamed in return as they both hugged and kissed it out, and Marianne sighed in relief.

“And we’re both sorry for making you worry, Marianne,” her husbands said at the same time, leaning down to give her a kiss on her cheeks. Marianne giggled and wrapped her arms around both of them, basking in the warmth of their embrace.

“I forgive you. Just promise me that you both will get proper sleep from now on.” Marianne took their hands and laced her fingers with theirs. “It’s very lonely to wake up all alone in that large bed, you know.”

“Aw hells...We really messed up, hun.” Caspar turned to Linhardt with a pained expression. “Makin’ our Mari sad is just unforgivable!”

Linhardt tapped his chin and stifled yet another yawn. “You are quite right, my dear...We’ll have to come up with a way to make it up to her, hm?” He moved a hand to Marianne’s neck, and she shivered when he leaned down to place a tender kiss on her forehead.

“Hehe, I can think of a few good ways...” Caspar snickered and wrapped his arms around Marianne, lifting her into the air and causing her to dissolve into a fit of giggles.

“As much as I want that,” Marianne said as Caspar gently set her back on her feet, “it will have to wait until you two have gotten some sleep.”

They relayed their disappointment with a few mumbles and grumbles, but the two men relented and they let their wife lead them to their room. On the way, Linhardt abruptly fell asleep, so Caspar threw him over his shoulder and carried him the rest of the way, with his other hand clasped tightly in Marianne’s.

Once inside their room, Caspar dropped Linhardt onto the bed before tumbling on himself, and Marianne let out a surprised gasp when he didn’t let go of her hand and she fell onto the bed between her husbands.

“Caspar...?” she questioned as Linhardt immediately rolled over in his sleep to hug her arm and lay his head on her chest.

Caspar beamed as he wrapped his arms around both of his spouses and pulled them as close to him as possible. “C’mon, sweetheart! Stay and nap with us, for a little bit at least!”

“But I just woke up...” Marianne started to protest, but the way Caspar was looking at her with wide, pleading eyes, and the way that Linhardt snuggled closer to her in his sleep made her change her mind quite easily.

Marianne smiled as she let herself relax and settle in between the men that she loved more than anyone else. “Oh, alright. It is my day off, after all.”

“All right!” Caspar cupped her cheek and pulled her face towards him so that he could place a tender kiss on her lips. “I love you, Marianne. Thanks for always putting up with me and Lin’s weird quirks all the time.”

“I love you too, Caspar,” Marianne said, giggling when he nuzzled his nose against hers. “Quirks and all, but not when they start negatively affecting yours and Linhardt’s health...”

“Yeah...sorry about that again. Both of us will try a lot harder to sleep properly.”

“That’s all I ask, love.”

Marianne and Caspar shared a fond look, and Marianne looked down when she felt Linhardt’s head shift on her chest, until his lips brushed against her neck, causing a shiver to run down her spine.

“Mmm...love you...both...” Linhardt mumbled in his sleep, and the soft smile that crossed his face made Marianne’s heart swell with warmth. Running at hand through his hair, she placed a tender kiss to his lips, while Caspar leaned over to kiss his forehead.

“We love you too, Linhardt.”

Yawning loudly, Caspar lay his head above Marianne’s and hugged her close, letting his eyes slip shut as sleep finally claimed him. Marianne couldn’t stop smiling as she listened to the soft breathing of her dear husbands, and she felt the luckiest woman in the world to be able to fall asleep next to them every night...and sometimes in the morning too. They could be a handful when they let their quirks get the better of them and when they bickered like only childhood friends could, but Marianne loved them with all of her heart all the same.

Even though she had woken up only a short while ago, Marianne felt her eyelids grow heavy. Being so relaxed and embraced by the warmth of her husbands had her feeling sleepy again, so she let herself drift off as she mumbled words straight from her heart to the two men that she loved more than anyone else in the world:

“I love you Caspar, Linhardt...Always and forever.”