#but now i can afford one on my own heheh

[bad-hobbit]

i bought a binder yall. its been almost 10 years dreaming of one. and i finally have the money to buy it.

[mint-yooxgi]

Until Your Lungs Give Out - Prologue

Yandere AU & Dystopian AU

Genre: Mature, Horror, Angst, Fluff, Slight Humour, Sci-fi, Dystopian

Pairing: Ateez X Reader

Words: 1,331

Warnings: Minor violence mentioned. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: I blame @anyamaris for feeding my ideas, and thus helping me create this. I plan for it to be almost a mix between Resident Evil dystopia (movies, specifically the third) and My Chemical Romance Danger Day's dystopia world. With robots! I really hope you all enjoy this little teaser hehehe As always, feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy~

Also, gentle reminder that I don’t do tag lists.

Mini Masterlist

The crackle of static sounds through your headpiece. The low hum of electricity surrounds you, what’s left of the city’s lights flickering above you as you race down the deserted streets. The heart of the city is a dangerous place, no matter how abandoned it might be. You’ll risk it any day of the week. 

You have to. There’s no other choice.

Long since has the world gone to shit. 

No, no major disease wiped out the planet. No virus that caused people to become the living dead, either. Humans are very much still alive, though their numbers dwindle every day, replaced by the Bots of Life, guaranteeing that people can never truly die. 

These androids are so lifelike, that you cannot easily tell the difference between them and humans unless you are looking for them. Emotions, memories, habits - they are all the same. 

Life Bots, another term for these machines, require a human host. Millions of underground facilities have been made to house the Sacrifices - unlawfully named, in your opinion - for the Bots of Life to thrive. All that’s needed is a specialized pod and a mind link, and humans never have to age again. They can live vicariously through their android counterparts, forever.

Great sale’s pitch! If humans actually got a choice in the matter… 

What’s left of humanity fight to survive, living in hidden suburbs and scraping to get by every day. Every Life Bot is programmed to deliver humans to their intended Sacrificial Pod, destroying what’s left of the living world.

No more hunger. No more strife, chaos, or pain. Only order, and peace.

All things which are easier said than done.

An interesting side effect early Life Bot integrators noticed was how suddenly, members of their family which had undergone the Sacrifice seemed to lose all previous autonomy. The Creator made sure to emphasize his ideals into the Bots of Life, nearly forcing every human associated with one to make the change. He wanted total control over every living human, holding their lives in the palms of his hand for his own gains.

Naturally, the humans rebelled.

War broke out, and now all that remains of the earth above sea level are wastelands. Deserts span more areas than they used to, cracked, dry earth giving way to dead zones not even the Life Bots dare to traverse.

Still, there are those unlucky enough to be forced to live above ground without any protection, unable to have afforded to buy their way into the luxurious underwater cities or air fortresses that had been massed produced for the majority of the upper class and wealthy in society. Those left behind are stranded, lest they be forced to become a Life Bot of their own.

That’s where you come in.

You are one of the last few survivors in this division who still remains on earth, fighting for the human’s survival. Looking out for the stranded is what you do best, and you’ve made taking down Life Bots look like it’s child’s play. Which is exactly why you’re racing to answer the distress call you’ve just received not even a mere five minutes ago. There seems to be one human in particular that keeps sticking his nose into trouble looking for spare parts and supplies. It’s starting to get on your nerves, for he also seems insistent to flirt with you every chance he gets.

Only this time, he’s not alone.

When you originally latched onto the signal, you heard at least three distinct voices calling for help. The noises in the background indicated a fight, so there had to at least have been two more people with them, holding off the Life Bots at the time. You just hope you make it before someone gets hurt. Or worse.

Revving the engine to your motorcycle, you pick up your speed. The distress call came from just around the corner two more blocks up, and from the littered corpses of Life Bots you can see lining the street, you know a fight has just taken place here not that long ago.

Rounding the corner, you skid to a halt.

The screeching of your tires on the asphalt draws the attention of the small group of about eight males that seems to be surrounded on all sides by a small hoard of twenty Life Bots. A few hold makeshift weapons, like broken pipes and a rusted crowbar, while two hold Laftas, specialized stun guns made for subduing the Bots of Life. One practically cowers on the ground amidst the circle of survivors, covering their ears and shaking uncontrollably as his friends surround him as best they can.

The moment you hop off of your bike, you notice a familiar male’s eyes light up, hope dancing on his features. A smile begins to stretch across his features.

A click of your helmet, and it retracts from your face, practically disappearing from sight.

“I told you she would come!” Wooyoung, your resident damsel in distress, and certified pain in your ass, cheers.

“Yeah, yeah,” the tall one with what appears to be a sniper riffle strapped to his back, rolls his eyes. “If we manage to get out of this alive, remind me to give you one of my chocolate bars from my hidden stash.”

The way Wooyoung’s eyes light up even further says it all.

“Can’t go one day without getting yourself into trouble, huh, Gopher?” There’s an almost teasing lilt to your voice despite the disappointed sigh you heave as you spring into action.

Drawing your katana from your back, you unholster your Lafta.

“Guilty.” He chuckles, shrugging lightly.

You get to work, slicing through the Bots of Life as if they were made of silk rather than metal. With your opposite hand, you manage to shoot every target you set your eyes upon, cleaning up this mess in no time. Once finished, you make a show of twirling your sword a few times before sheathing it, shoving your gun back into its holster with a firm thwack.

“There,” you send a firm nod in their direction. “Get yourselves someplace safe before more of them return. I don’t like making multiple pitstops for the same people in the same night.”

You turn around, moving back over towards your bike before a voice calling out to you from behind halts you in your tracks.

“Wait!” 

You spare the unfamiliar male a glance over your shoulder. He seems to have somewhat shaggy black hair, a black and red leather jacket covering his torso. A red birthmark rests beside his left eye.

“How can we ever repay you?”

You offer him a tight smile in return, noticing how more than just Wooyoung seems to be staring at you with wide eyes filled with awe.

“Keep yourselves out of trouble, and you won’t have to.”

The one crouched on the ground finally stands back to his feet. He rests a trembling hand on the shoulder of the male closest to him, who is also wearing a black and red leather jacket, but in a slightly different style.

“Really,” his voice comes out shaky, staring at you through thinly wired glasses. A tattered beige cardigan rests over his shoulders, a stark head of bright blue hair falling over his forehead and almost covering his eyes. “We should be able to do something.”

You huff slightly to yourself in amusement, finally crossing the last few steps to your motorcycle.

“Don’t worry about it.”

With a smooth movement, your leg is tossed over the seat, the engine revving to life. A click to your ear, and your helmet has rematerialized.

A final nod is sent their way before you’re racing back down the street, on the hunt for any more distress calls that might come your way for the night.

That is the last they see of you for two weeks, until your entire worlds come crashing down.

[sunsetcougar]

Eve’s Garden AU:

Angel, Husk, Niffty, and Alastor are all in the lobby when there’s a knock at the door.

Angel: Who do you reckon that is?

Husk: The girls probably forgot their keys and locked themselves out or something.

Angel: I thought we didn’t lock the front door.

Alastor goes to answer, swinging the door open with a grin that immediately becomes strained.

Cain, the moment the door is open: Hello! Ah, Alastor, I heard you decided to come back from your little vacation.

Alastor, unhappy: Greetings, I was not expecting to see you.

Cain, walking past Alastor and looking around the lobby: Mom saw the interview the Princess did and sent me to look around. You know, see if this place is actually legit or a joke.

Alastor: And why would your mother have an interest in a place like this? I imagine she’s already busy enough with her territory.

Cain: If this place is legit there’s quite a few souls she’d be interested in sending over.

Husk: Now why would an overlord as powerful as her want to risk losing any of her souls?

Cain: Losing a few wouldn’t be all that serious of a blow to her, and redeeming souls is right up her alley. So, where’s the Princess?

Alastor: She’s out right now.

Cain: I’ll wait then, get to know the rest of you. Hey Husk, pour me some whiskey, would you?

Husk: *grunts and does so*

Angel: So who are you anyway? I’ve never heard of you.

Cain: My name is Cain, I’m one of the overlords of The Garden. You’re Angel Dust, aren’t you?

Angel: That I am. I havta say, the wolfy look suits you. I might be willing to offer a discount to an overlord~

Cain: No thank you, I’m on a purely business venture. Plus I’m not sure your boss would take kindly to it.

Angel: Eh, worth a shot. So whys an overlord interested in redeeming souls? Seems a bit out of character.

Cain, taking a sip of his whiskey: My mother is unique. She only wants enough power to keep her people safe so she does own their souls, but if someone asks she’ll give theirs back no questions asked. Getting her people into paradise is something she didn’t think possible, but if it is she wants to do it.

Angel: Huh. Sounds too good to be true.

Cain: Yeah, we hear that a lot. Thinking of, Husk, how’s Alastor been treating you? Nothing that would warrant me bringing it to my brother’s attention, right?

Husk: No.

Cain: Lovely. I’m sure our resident stag would hate to lose another antler.

Alastor: *his static grows louder, hissing.*

Cain: *snarls right back.* Don’t forget your place, deer boy. *drinks the rest of his whiskey in one go.*

Niffty: Ooo, you’re a bad boy! Hehehe!

Cain: I suppose you could say that. So, when’s the Princess due to get back?

Husk: She and her girlfriend should be back any minute.

Charlie, right on cue as she struts in the door: We’re back! And we brought doughnuts! *spots Cain and gasps* Oh my goodness hi! I’m Charlie, welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! Are you interested in becoming a guest here?

Cain: *smiles at her enthusiasm.* I’m not, I don’t think redemption is possible for me.

Charlie: I believe anyone can be redeemed if they really want it!

Cain: *his easy grin falters for a moment.* I’m here on business. My mother sent me to look around this place and see if it’s legit. If it is, she has a few sinners to send your way.

Charlie: *practically has stars in her eyes.* Really?! Well then I should give you the grand tour! Come on! *grabs Cain’s hand and pulls him away talking a mile a minute.*

Alastor: *disappears into his shadows.*

Vaggie: *narrows her eye, watching Cain as Charlie shows him around the main room.* Who is he?

Angel: He said his name is Cain. Kind of ballsy to name yourself that, huh?

Husk: From what I know of him he’s earned the right to those balls. He’s old as fuck and touch as steel cause of it.

Vaggie: Is he trustworthy?

Husk: Fuck if I know. Next to no one knows anything about that family. I only know they’re old and powerful enough they can afford to be unknown.

Vaggie: So this is probably a trick.

Husk: Yep.

Niffty: *giggling before she scampers off.*

Angel: Well Niffty may chase him off, then we don’t have to worry.

Vaggie: Hm. *leaves to go follow the sound of Charlie’s enthusiastic tour of the kitchen.*

[khaleesiofalicante]

Dani i hope this isn't weird or anything but are you rich? 👀 i swear i am not looking for a sugar mommy

This is an interesting question.

I'd be categorized as rich in Sri Lanka (but not like SUPER rich) because I do have an above-average income - for my age. But that's mostly because I earn in USD and not local currency.

If I did the same thing and worked in a different country, say like Australia, I wouldn't be classified as rich. It's one of the reasons even though I can work from any country (because I work remotely) I work from my own because I can't afford the living expenses in another country with the money I earn.

Also, living comfortably is such an unsettling feeling for me because I grew up poor my whole life. I didn't have a single cent in my savings until 2021 and I lived from paycheck to paycheck. My life literally changed after I quit my job and started working independently. Best decision I've ever made!

But even now, I have no assets. I have no houses or vehicles. I have no one else to financially support me (my parents stopped financially supporting us when we were children oof and I don't have a spouse either). I have no insurance (from work).

So, let's say I get sick and need surgery or something. I'm pretty sure all the money I've saved in the last 3 years would be spent on a single procedure. That kind of thing is expensive here. Living in a country that is going through massive inflation is difficult - especially when you bear all the costs for your family (my mom and my aunt).

I don't why I ranted hehe. I don't talk about money to anyone, so lots of thoughts.

PS - Not sure if I'll be 'rich' next year because I've decided to quit one of my jobs (I have two now) so I can write my book :)

PPS - Currently not taking in any sugar baby applications because my next five year plan (the current one just started!) involves having a child and I need to save money for an actual baby hehehe.

[paingoes]

Destroyer - A Sentence of Sorts

(Masterlist)

(Content: mass death, alcohol, physical abuse, verbal abuse, guilt, self loathing, minor suicidal ideation, implied self harm)

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Delta read the death toll again. 2,367 was the beginner estimate. There was not as much outcry as there was about Lemuria, nor was there the same circus of gore. The fact that it was an attack on Nezu did little to comfort him. He didn’t care for the nuances. In him there was an almost childlike sensibility. He diligently added the new deaths to his personal count. In his half-asleep state, what felt like the great tragedy was not the number itself, but the fact that it could never be reduced. It was the math he was fixated on. It wasn’t fair.

He realized quickly after re-entering the Empire portal that it had been bifurcated between the two sides of the war. He also realized, to his shock, that he’d been grouped into Nezu’s side. He’d actually forgotten that he’d stolen the laptop from one of Nezu’s people. They must have been either dead or on vacation; no one else was ever active on any of the accounts. He had to re-configure a lot of the settings and passwords to regain access to the portal, no doubt indicating a massive security crisis on their side. He scanned the bulletin they’d posted. Saber rattling. In memoriam.

Empire could not afford this war. They’d already stretched themselves thin across the different fronts, practically at the height of their expansionism when the Emperor had died. They faced opposition from a host of recognized nations, as well as a new crop of organized resistance groups that existed solely to topple the whole thing. Empire still wasn’t weak, not by any stretch of the imagination. Its power structure was decentralized enough to survive the past months without anyone at the helm. But Paris and Nezu forcing Empire in half threatened to break the entire web into a whole spectrum of disjointed pieces.

Delta paused. Did he want that? He thought of it as a kind of apocalypse scenario, but he supposed it was technically in alignment with his own goals. With the civil war raging, Empire was planting the seeds of its own demise. But they were just seeds.

He looked back at the death toll. There’d be hell to pay before it finally broke apart. 

He posted the next leak to a new thread, quickly shutting out of the tab before he had time to see anyone’s reaction. He updated semi-regularly now, attaching both current plans and declassifying older files from the early days of Empire. The latter was more for his own curiosity than anything else. To him, it felt like a small act. He was used to the light shows, bold acts of destruction and slaughter. Working with intel was so much subtler; it was hard to trace any development back to something he had released. All he had were suspicions, really. Suspicions and a few messages.

katkittykat: ok rlly can i ask where ur getting this shit

katkittykat: whos ur connection hehehe :3

ndhakdvsnnd: nobody and i dont know what youre talking about

katkittykat: its a lil late to play coy yknow

katkittykat: u dont have 2 b scared of me!!! i want to help u

ndhakdvsnnd: shut up

katkittykat: wtf!!! rude >:3

katkittykat: pretend that face is frowning but its still a cat

katkittykat: wait i got it

katkittykat: /ᐠoᆽoᐟ \╭∩╮

sunspot: Hey thanks again for the leak !! Im sorry about kitty actually im sorry about both of us

sunspot: We arent trying to push you into anything really we are just curious about you

sunspot: Sorry if its stressing you out i would probably be stressed out too in your situation 

ndhakdvsnnd: you dont know fuck about my situation

sunspot: Yeah thats true! But I know youve been helping us a lot and we are kind of worried about you 

ndhakdvsnnd: who is we why do you keep saying we

ndhakdvsnnd: yes you are stressing me the fuck out thanks for acknowledging that

ndhakdvsnnd: didnt you say you were going to stop prying id really appreciate it if you did

sunspot: Fair enough! I havent been that upfront with you either so I guess i am not in a position to be asking so much. If you want to know what is happening on our end i will tell you and maybe that will help?

ndhakdvsnnd: okay

ndhakdvsnnd: not now

sunspot: Talk later?

ndhakdvsnnd: i have to go 

sunspot: Okay be careful then! 

ndhakdvsnnd: thanks

Delta exited out. He got other messages - many, many others - but none as annoyingly persistent as those two. He didn’t know why he kept talking to them. When they answered, it was bad. When they didn’t, it was even worse. He stepped away from the computer, badly needing a break. He wouldn’t get it, of course, not for more than five minutes. He needed to go see Paris.

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The bottle almost nailed him in the fucking head. Delta hissed, softly, his bright eyes flashing violently. 

“You’re late,” Paris let his head loll a little, a lazy smile quirking at his lips. Delta didn’t bother trying to defend himself. His vocal cords were still burnt out, rendering him mute for a time. He moved to the prince’s side, dropping into a kneel. Paris backhanded him before he’d even gotten all the way down. Eager today. Delta winced, immediately moving to touch the tender skin. He knew it had broken; Paris had blood on his ring. He grabbed Delta’s wrist before it could make contact and did not let go.

“Take your hair out,” He ordered. Oh. Delta had forgotten. Paris still didn’t let go of his wrist, so he had to remove the tie with one hand. He slipped it onto his wrist, letting his hair fall loosely down his back. 

“Let me see,” Paris said. Delta tilted his head a little, not understanding. After a minute, he offered Paris his other hand. Paris slid the hair tie off, doubling it over a few times to bind Delta’s wrists together. Delta let them fall in his lap. Not a particularly difficult restraint to get out of, but that didn’t matter. Delta knew better than to try it.

He didn’t understand why Paris had started calling him here again. Besides the little indiscretions with the laptop, he’d been on his best behavior. He had honestly been trying to make it easier on him, but it had no effect. Paris had been difficult before the accident. These days, he was impossible.

He was also tipsy, which was historically worse. Drunk enough to lose any inhibitions, but not drunk enough to let Delta get away with anything. It was a losing game. He was almost glad he couldn’t speak; at least he couldn’t say the wrong thing and send the prince off in a spiral. It was all too easy to do that now, but nobody paid for it the way Delta did.

“Why did you change?” 

That caught him off guard. Delta could’ve asked him the exact same thing, of course. But that wasn’t what bothered him. It was so unfair. Paris, who had all the social grace of a methed up honeybadger, could still read people without any apparent effort. Delta wilted a little bit under his gaze, a small pang of guilt striking him. He thought again about destroying the computer. He thought about it everyday. He bowed his head in apology. Not good enough, apparently. Paris kicked him onto his back. Unable to catch himself, he knocked his head into the carpet, wind knocked out from the blow. Paris had stood up.

“You think I can’t tell?” His voice was unsteady, pitchy, the way it had been ever since he got back. He was getting worked up, Delta could tell. He stifled a groan. This was going to be a long night.

“I was only out for a fucking month, what changed? Why is everyone acting like the show is over?”

Delta felt a sudden kick in his side. Paris gripped his collar. He was light; it was not hard to drag Delta off the ground, even unwillingly. Paris only did it half-way, throwing him back into the desk. Delta’s back slammed into it, again unable to catch himself. He bounced off it, back onto the ground. Slowly, he repositioned himself into a kneel, more muscle memory than conscious effort.

“You know all this could have been prevented if he just wrote a will. The old man thought he would never die. They pierced me right though the exact same place they got him, you know that? Just an inch from the heart. I didn’t ask for a civil war. It’s my birthright, I shouldn’t have to-“

Paris slapped him in the face, “Are you even listening? This is about you.”

Delta nodded, even though it clearly wasn’t. He knew Paris was just taking his anger out on him because he was there — because he couldn’t do anything about it. Delta accepted this with the kind of quiet resignation that only ever seemed to irritate the situation.

“Fucking stop!” The prince yelled. God, he was never happy. He circled behind Delta, landing a kick squarely on his shoulderblades. It sent him forward, onto his hands and knees. Before he could recover, Paris kicked him again in the side, with enough force that he fell flat onto the carpet. For some reason, the rug caught his eye. It was weaved of soft blue fiber. 

Delta thought of Lemuria — and of the ocean. Paris kicked him in the stomach, but he didn’t hear what he said. 2,367 dead, in addition to the 22,534 previous. They were all-star numbers. Paris knocked his leg out, forcing Delta flat on his back. He straddled his waist, which Delta admittedly found much harder to ignore. He winced as Paris’s hands wrapped around his throat, the one still too burnt for him to speak with. His collar gave off a little dryer spark; Paris cursed. Delta thought of all the lives he’d destroyed in the past months alone, the ones he’d never know, the count that would never go down. What kind of terror did they feel in their final moments? How badly did it burn? He didn’t fight as Paris beat him. Fair is fair. Even as the grip tightened, threatening to choke off his air, he didn’t resist it. It was right that he should die. It would be right if he died 25,000 times over.

Paris didn’t give him the satisfaction. His eyes had been burning above him, but they gradually turned to cinders, the pressure letting up. He didn’t look much calmer, but he did look exhausted. He was still injured. The beating might’ve taken more out of him than it did Delta. 

Delta couldn’t ask to be dismissed. He wouldn’t have. When Paris did throw him out, he felt a vague and numinous dissatisfaction. He was being punished for the wrong reasons. It wasn’t enough. In the hallway, he unbinded his own hands. He pulled the band back against his wrist, letting it snap hard against the skin. 

[piggy-ame]

Congrats on a year! And on accepting the fact that you're a true piggy 😌 to celebrate we should throw you a feast! Put all sorts of varying treats in front of you, pizza pasta burgers, cakes brownies ice cream, and watch as you wolf it all down like a good lil piggy!! If you need help we can all take turns feeding you🤭

thank you so much!!! joining tumblr was one of the best decisions i’ve made!! getting to meet so many feeders, FAs and feedees alike has been so fun and motivating for my own piggy journey!!

and yes a celebration stuffing is in order!!! i’m planning on buying some snacks for the occasion when i’m home tomorrow, in terms of fast food i might MIGHT get something to stuff myself with hehehe. your help in stuffing my piggy face would be so so nice hehehe

if anyone would actually like to help stuff me, now or in the future, my paypal is @piggyame

please don’t feel obligated to donate anything if you can’t afford to but any donation is greatly appreciated <3

here’s to an amazing year and hopefully many more pounds :333

[themulitipurposechannel]

Hello!

I LOVE your story!!! CJ having healing Ninpo is so genius and it’s making my brain run wild with possibilities!

Are there any tidbits you’d like to share about the au? Also could you possibly explain what happened with CJ aging due to Ninpo (in the latest update)?

(No need to answer any of the questions if you do not want to)

AWESOME COMIC, AWESOME STORY, AWESOME ART!!! I can’t wait to see more!!!

Hope you have a great day ^-^

BDJDHDHDHDHD Aww dude stop you have no idea how happy this makes me 😭 I’m so so so happy you love my au!! 💗💗💗 I love the concept of Casey with healing powers! He’s has a temper but I still think suits him so well given how protective he is as a person ahah!! And I’m so glad there are ppl out there who agree with me too! But Hehe yesss join me join me in my healer!Cj brain worms hehehe

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Hmm since you asked bout the aging(and that’s a little complicated) I’ll answer that first. So I can’t go into too much detail cuz that will spoilers for a comic and some other art that will explain everything! ..Maybe😂 But I will say this. Cj unlocked his Ninpo when he was 10 he was fine, he was aging normally. Till a certain incident happened when he was 11 and well.. we all know what happened next, freshly baked trauma and he aged a couple years forward overnight plus some extra long term injuries (that I will go into later).

The good news is that as long as he doesn’t push himself like that again he will be aging mostly linearly again? But the damage has alr been done 😅. But anyways, after the incident, he never pushed himself like that again. One, cuz the Hamato fam would never allow it and Two, cuz the recovery period is so long/bad (cuz Cj is no master and worse he’s a literal child unlike Mikey who was in his early 20s when the cursed Aging started) no one can afford for him to be knocked out of commission like that again. It makes him wayy too vulnerable.

Post-incident, at his worst he has only aged a few days forward but cuz that’s so small no one except Master Michelangelo (cuz he’s a mystic master and cuz he’s also in the same boat) can tell the difference. Plus it’s so negligible it doesn’t technically matter.

But long story short, pulling himself tgt from that incident physically and mentally loooonnng time haha. But as you can see even now it still leaves its scars haha and probably always will.

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As for any other tidbits? Oh gosh where do I start ? Ahh there is just so much to say! Ok update wise I’m actually working a PMV for Healer!Cj so if I go quiet for a while that’s why. Idk how long it’s gonna take but I’m excited to show some sneak peaks along the way lol. This is my first time doing something like this so here’s to hoping it goes well!

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Lore wise: although Cj does have a subway car in the lair. Once he gets more settled in he actually bounces around quite a bit. Boy was not meant to stay in one place for too long. While he does spent most of the week at the lair cuz the underground is familiar too him, he will spend 3-4 days crashing on the couch at April/Casey’s apartment. And on a rare blue moon he’ll give Draxum a heart attack 😂 by breaking into his apartment and sleeping on that old man’s couch. After a while it becomes their own little inside joke 😂. Draxum tries Cj-proof his apartment using mystic or otherwise and Cj makes it a point to still try and sneak in.

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And the surprise of no one. In this Au, Uncle Mi is Cj’s favourite uncle. Sometimes second pesudo dad. But mostly on accident by a very sleep deprived Cj.

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I have plans for P!Casey to eventually develop Ninpo a few years down the line. But I can’t think of any powers for her so if ya’ll got any suggestions pls fire away.

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And oh P!Leo is gonna permanently need a leg brace. Sometimes on rlly rlly bad days, he will need to use a crutch (not that he ever does cuz he’s wayy to stubborn) but you get the picture.

Raph’s eye is permanently gone, Donnie and his shell will heal but bro will have chronic back pain for life plus certain parts of his shell where the tendrils dug into the thickest are now numb cuz ya know, nerve damage from being literally ripped out the technodrone. Mikey will need to wear compression gloves but his shaking gets significantly better over time. So he draw but he still needs to every two months or so he can get pretty bad flareups which are jsut Oof.

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Good news is April is fine aside from a broken arm during the invasion that will heal. Splinter was surprisingly not that badly injured just a few pulled muscles here and there. And Cj is Obvi fine too aside from a minor concussion that he got prior to time traveling. Which to him was basically nothing. The reactions by everyone else was hilarious and a major culture shock for Cj. Turns out his apocalypse pain scale was drastically different to their normal not apocalypse pain scale.

It was hilarious the gang were like: “you’ve running around taking care of us a lot. Are you good?”

Cj: “yup all fine. Just a few bumps and scrapes”

8 Hours later..

Cj: “It looks like everyone’s settled? Great. I’ll go grab painkillers for my concussion now.”

Them: “I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WERE GOOD!?”

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Long story short no one escaped the failed invasion unscathed :’D but also whoops sorry for the long ramble 😅 this kidna got away for me 😂

[heartbinders]

Fingers, ever so gently, take hold of his chin. " One moment, dearest. " Ignis' gaze is as intense as ever as it slips down Prompto's face. So much so, that he may very well be counting every single, solitary freckle 'pon the photographer's skin. Nay, that shall be saved for another time when he has... the FULL model to visually appreciate, but his intent, this time, is merely to rid Prompto of the custard 'pon his lip. A swipe of steady finger rids him of most of it, but not all. Only right that the Advisor lean in, run a tongue 'long the edge of Prompto's lip, with a light suck to follow, and pull away with a grin for a job well done.

" You had something on your lip. Apologies for the intrusion. "

// Yes, he could have accomplished the same thing with a napkin, but that isn't the point of the prompt, now is it? :)

Fluster my guys. || @tenebriism

Another attempt at recreating the pastry from Tenebrae sees Prompto at Ignis's side in the kitchen to help. Ignis gets an extra pair of hands ( chef though the blond isn't, he can't mess up too badly if he has instructions to follow ). Prompto gets an excuse to spend some tender moments with Ignis. Both of them win.

Things are innocent enough until the pastries go into the oven, and in the time that they have nothing to do but wait, Ignis notices what Prompto fails to: the slight aftermath of a taste test for the filling. Oh, how detail-oriented Ignis is...with a penchant for neatness, too, of course.

It's already all Prompto can do not to melt just at the proximity, taking in the sharpness of those vivid emerald eyes from his place between thumb and forefinger. It's when Ignis gets this close that Prompto has to question how he landed this. When the finger swipes across and leaves his lip, he's foolish enough to think that'll be that, and starts to express his gratitude.

❝ Heheh, whoops. Tha-- !! ❞

It's brief, and yet it feels like Ignis takes all the time in the world making sure nothing remains of the custard. Wholly unprepared, Prompto gasps, his face positively burning as his lower lip is taken between Ignis's own. Perhaps it's a silent expression that they have time to kill until the pastries are done in the oven...and now they can afford to turn their attention to other things.

The moment they part, Ignis can observe the rosy-cheeked fruits of his labor. Prompto bites his lip right where his partner had just been, as if trying to taste the ghost of what was just there moments ago -- which wasn't just the filling.

❝ Babe, ❞ Prompto breathes, ❝ uh...I think you missed a spot. ❞

[airenyah]

get to know me ask game

considering i was tagged by 4 different people (@lurkingteapot, @recentadultburnout, @telomeke, @nongnaos -- thank you guys <3) in the last two-ish weeks i think it's about time i finally get to this. sorry i'm late dfkgkldfgkldf

RULES: bold the ones that are true and tag some people to do it.

APPEARANCE

Blonde hair // I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing [it's just so much more comfy lbr] // I have one or more piercings // I have at least one tattoo // I have dyed or highlighted my hair [i had red highlights as a child and i've gone blonde twice] // I have gotten plastic surgery // I have or had braces // I sunburn easily // I have freckles // I paint my nails [sort of -- i used to for quite a while bc it's the only thing stopping me from my horrible nail biting habit but unfortunately i got lazy during lockdowns and now i hardly paint them anymore] // I typically wear makeup // I don’t often smile // I am pleased with how I look // I prefer Nike to Adidas // I wear baseball hats backwards

HOBBIES AND TALENTS

I play a sport // I can play an instrument [i've played the violin on and off since i was 5 years old (currently at 3 years of lessons since my last break), i also played the piano from age 7 to 19 and the recorder from age 6 to 15 (that is soprano recorder, alto recorder, tenor recorder and even bass recorder for a semester or so)] // I am artistic [i'd say so... i mean i'm not the most talented person but i HAVE worked as a professional graphic designer for a year and a half and i sometimes make gifs (if you want to see them then search for the tag meine grafiken on my blog)] // I know more than one language [lmao i mean... i'm not a monolingual english speaker so... ok but in all seriousness: my native language is german/austrian dialect and obviously i know english. part of my family is italian so i know conversational italian as well (plus it's one of my working languages at uni). i can understand conversational norwegian and i'm slowly starting to understand more and more conversational thai (i'm at a point where i can watch a lot of shows without subtitles and understand the main plot, even if i miss some details) i had french in school and remember some basics (like how to introduce myself and some specific vocabulary like colours or numbers) and i've also looked into korean so i can read it and i know some basic grammar and a few words here and there] // I have won a trophy in some sort of competition // I can cook or bake without a recipe // I know how to swim [perks of being part italian means that unlike most austrians i actually learned how to swim in the mediterranean sea hehehe] // I enjoy writing [kinda?? i enjoyed writing stories in school but i never really write in my free time although sometimes i think i'd like to. but then when i sit down to do it i just never have any ideas and so i give up] // I can do origami // I prefer movies to tv shows // I can execute a perfect somersault // I enjoy singing [i went to an elementary school with a music focus which is why i played 3 instruments and my class was also a choir. i also took group singing lessons at the local music school in my teens. if i had the time and the money i'd get some solo singing lessons. i've considered looking into it for the coming winter semester] // I could survive in the wild on my own // I have read a new book series this year // I enjoy spending time with friends [i love them so much 🥺🥺🥺] // I travel during work or school breaks [i love traveling internationally when i can afford it. i also travel within austria sometimes, especially since they introduced the klimaticket which is a ticket that lets you use a whole bunch of public transports from trains to trams to busses all around austria. every few months i go visit my friend who studies in southern austria] // I can do a handstand

RELATIONSHIP

I am in a relationship // I have been single for over a year [i don't really care much for dating and relationships tbh] // I have a crush // I have a best friend who I’ve known for ten years [we met at summer camp 12 years ago and we're celebrating our 10 year anniversary of being best friends this winter -- hi @magsimags ily] // my parents are together [i don't understand how but somehow they've made it work for lthe past 30ish years idk] // I have dated my best friend // I am adopted // My crush has confessed to me // I have a long distance relationship // I am an only child // I give advice to my friends [i mean if it comes up or if they actively ask for it then sure] // I have made an online friend [a few actually, i've made quite a few online fandom friends and then i also have a few online language tandem friends] // I met up with someone I have met online [i've met up with a bunch of language tandem partners irl that i found online first. as for my tumblr mutuals, there are 4 in total that i've seen irl -- you know who you are <333]

AESTHETICS

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell // I have watched the sun rise [let me be clear, it was bc i pulled an all-nighter or was suffering from insomnia. NOT bc i'd voluntarily get up at an insane hour in the morning to watch the sun rise. plus in the winter it's a lot easier to watch the sun rise without meaning to bc if you happen to have class or work early in the morning you might actually get to see it rise while you're on your way there] // I enjoy rainy days // I have slept under the stars [one time during summer camp we spent the night on a field underneath the stars, it was very lovely] // I meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me [i like spring!! i like summer!! i like warmth!! chirping means it's spring or summer and warm!!!!] // I enjoy the smell of the beach [i spent a significant amount of time at the mediterranean sea when i was a child and i miss the sea so fucking much. unfortunately austria is a landlocked country] // I know what snow tastes like [it snows in the winter in austria, you can bet your ass i've eaten snow as a child] // I listen to music to fall asleep // I enjoy thunderstorms [only in the summer tho and when i'm safe and sound inside and it's not keeping me up in the middle of the night when i'm trying to sleep] // I enjoy cloud watching [kinda!! i mean the sky is so pretty like!!!!] // I have attended a bonfire [not big ones but we regularly had fires at summer camp] // I pay close attention to colors // I find mystery in the ocean [idk if i'd say i find mystery in the ocean but i sure find it fascinating] // I enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favorite season

MISCELLANEOUS

I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // I am the mom friend [around certain people i absolutely turn into the mom friend, but not around everyone so i won't make this red] // I live by a certain quote [yeah "wenn's passt, dann passt's". it's tricky to translate, something like "if it's a good fit, it'll work out". the literal meaning is "if it fits, it fits" or "if it works out, it works out"] // I like the smell of sharpies // I am involved in extracurricular activities // I enjoy Mexican food // I can drive a stick shift // I believe in true love // I make up scenarios to fall asleep [sometimes?????] // I sing in the shower // I wish I lived in a video game // I have a canopy above my bed // I am multiracial // I am a redhead // I own at least 3 dogs

since i'm late to the party i have absolutely no idea who's gotten tagged already so if you've done this already or don't want to do it at all feel free to ignore!!

tagging: @solo-silenzio @magsimags @newyearknwwme @killiru @gaym3bo1 @elnotwoods @swabianhotpocket @cornflowershade @gillianthecat

[yesyourstalker]

Neta: *snoring*.........mmmm.....*sigh*... morning

Ikkan: hehe... Good morning....

Neta: hmm... [Kiss].......*sigh*...............................

Ikkan:........................................... I have to go home today

Neta: nooooooooooo...... Please.... I won't let you

Ikkan: hehehe I'm sorry but I have to go back home...... Class starts this week winter break is over.

Neta: *humph* that not fair.... who's going to be with me when I'm cold?

Ikkan: What do you mean when you're cold?? you radiate heat! Gets to the point I had to sleep on the edge of the bed in the summer.

Neta: but who's going to keep you warm on these cold winter nights???!!! [Kisskisskisskisskisskisskiss]

Ikkan:hehehehe stop! I don't know?!!? I guess I just have to suffer until I come back. Hehehehehe

Neta: [kiss] inkky...mmmm. What do you want to do today?

Ikkan: hmmm I don't know Warabi wants me to help him look for an apartment. He already asked his parents and they allowed him to find something more expensive I'm just there to keep it reasonable.

Neta: boooooo No. I meant with me what do you want to do today with me!?

Ikkan: Cod you're such a baby hehehe [kiss] you can come with me....It'll be fun.... Look at some apartments.... after have a nice lunch... Maybe get some nice furniture.

Neta: you just want to redecorate my apartment!!!

Ikkan: Your couch is falling apart!!

Neta: who cares!!! we're going to get married and leave this place behind! We're going to move out of this place and your place!! We're going to get a nice house [kiss] with new stuff [kiss] you always wanted a nice sunroom. Right bab? [kiss] Maybe grow a garden? [Kiss] it has to be near a decent school for Cici [kiss] hmmm stop worrying about getting new stuff now. It'll last another 2 years.

Ikkan: Your bed frame is practically broken

Neta: and whose fault is that huh?

Ikkan: yours. You bought it broken

Neta:....... Well it was a good deal. Okay and at the time it wasn't that bad.

Ikkan: *ugh* shut up! You bought it at a yard sale 7 years ago. Get dressed. We're going to meet Warabi in the plaza.

Neta: uuuhhhhhh....*sigh* fine

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Warabi: so I was thinking something like this.

Neta: you don't need anything like that. You just need a practical apartment. Two bedrooms, two baths. What about this one?

Ikkan: this one's nice. Why are we going and see?

Warabi: this one I don't know..... Doesn't really look nice

Neta: well that's just the outside. You don't know what it's like inside. Come on let's go! Hey we read that there was a vacant apartment available? You would like to see it please.

Leasing agent: right this way

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Neta: see this one is nice. Nice kitchen. Two bedrooms on each side have your own privacy.

Warabi: I wanted something more........open... A little more spacious

Ikkan: that's fair. Okay, let's go to another complex.

Neta: He's going to choose the most expensive fucking one I know it

Ikkan: That's why we're here babe

Warabi: What about this one this is perfect!

Ikkan: Warabi...... That's too much

Neta: I mean there are three people going to live there, let's just check it out.

Ikkan: *sigh*

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Warabi: see this is nice. It's open. It's spacious The kitchen's bigger the three bedrooms downstairs with the loft upstairs. It's perfect

Neta: It's over your budget like way over your budget

Warabi: No it isn't. You pay me well enough for me to afford this.

Neta: I can't even afford this!

Warabi: I can just ask my parents for a small loan-

Neta: I'm going to stop you right there. Absolutely not! Your parents want you to live on your own without them and that's what you're going to do. You're going to find a reasonable place for three people. That means two bedrooms, two baths, one kitchen and one living space!

Warabi: what are you my dad?

Neta: do you want me to call your dad? I have your mom's number I can call her and put him on the phone right now if that's what you want?

Warabi:mmmm

Ikkan: let's go back to searching

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Ikkan: What about this one? This one's nice.

Warabi: I don't know

Neta: come on it's great. The bedrooms are kind of small but it makes up for the spacious kitchen and living space. Put a sectional in here a nice rug Maybe a dining table? I think this is good.

Warabi: What do you think mahi

Neta: I'm sorry who

Mahi: It's all right. I thought you wanted a loft though

Neta: uh hello Mahi, I hope there aren't any customers in there right now while you're FaceTiming us.

Mahi: no just that dead tied bitch.

Neta: hmm.

Mhai: this place is nice. What are the bed rooms look like?

Warabi: fucking shoe boxes

Mahi: oh...... next apartment

Neta: are you kidding me? This is a perfect size for you guys.

Warabi: next!!

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Neta: maybe we should start looking for houses

Ikkan: well we first need to know what area we're going to live in. I know you want something close to your new store, but I also need something near the school. I'm going to work at maybe 30 minutes away.

Neta: well depending on what school you pick I think we should be closer to that instead. You're going to be at an art school so I can enroll Cirrina in that school as well, make it easier and you know I don't mind traveling a little ways to work.

Ikkan: I really don't want to be in the suburbs I definitely don't want to be in one of those fancy places in the hills Everyone there is stuck up... I was thinking maybe buy some land and we can build a house

Neta: It's too much money

Ikkan: you forget my dad knows a lot about that type of stuff he has a lot of friends who are able to help too, so won't be that much. [Peck] I still have money from my squid squad days in savings. Money isn't an issue.

Neta: I don't want you to just spend your money on it. This is supposed to be together thing we buy it together

Ikkan: we'll figure it Hey, if I spend money on the exterior maybe you can spend money on the interior You're better doing that type of stuff .

Neta: I actually started an Inkterest bored. Just for the interior

Ikkan: Inkterest board...wow hehe

Neta: I was thinking something earthly. browns and grays [Kiss] maybe a place with a lot of windows and natural lighting. purple furniture to compliment the green of your plants.

Ikkan: ohhhh sounds interesting. I really want a kitchen island. With a built-in trash can.

Neta: yeah? I can make that happen I can make your dream kitchen.

Ikkan: really?

Neta: of course I am already looking at stuff like that refrigerator with the hidden door and that table top stove hehehe

Ikkan: the electric one?

Neta: of course not babe the gas one. I know what you like

Ikkan: mmmm you really do. [Kiss]

Warabi:...................................... We're at our next stop... Cod damn

Neta: [kiss]- huh oh home already?

Warabi: No, you have one more complex to look at.

Mahi: what happened?

Warabi: nothing they were being old and gross. Making out on a public train

Mahi: ew!

Ikkan: no we weren't

Neta: shut up! You two would be lucky if your relationship last long enough to get to be old and gross

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Neta: crableg capital?? Which building are we looking at because if it's my building I refuse?

Warabi: oh calm down we're looking at apartment D not even close to yours.

Neta: I say we go back to founder heights. That last apartment was nice

Warabi: that last apartment was horrible. It was small, dirty and way too close to the turf war map.

Neta: and this one isn't?! The map is right there! I can see my daughter play from my window sometime.

Mahi: you're just saying that because you don't want us to be neighbors!

Neta: that's exactly why I'm saying it! Pick another complex! Don't live near me!

Ikkan: I think this would be nice. The living area and the kitchen isn't as spacious as you want but it makes up for the loft upstairs. It's a one bedroom one bath.

Neta: baby!

Warabi: I call the loft!

Mahi: that's fine I want my privacy anyway.

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Ikkan: we can go to 'hth furniture company' after this. Maybe look around and also buy a bedframe.

Neta: I kinda want the low ones close to the floor, we can put the mattress on top of so we don't need a box spring.

Ikkan: that sounds nice. You think that'll be good for your back tho?

Neta: I don't think it'll be-

Warabi: BAJA!!! My boyfriend is here!

Baja: hi Warabi.... Hey guys.

Neta: hey Baja....... you got back from a mission or something?

Baja: Yeah We're trying to collect all the remaining zap fish left in octavio valley. Is this the apartment?

Warabi: yes! [Kiss kiss kiss] We're going to be living together! Like a couple!

Baja: oh okay..... I guess we go in now right?

Warabi: yes come on let's go look! Ugh I can't wait to decorate it with you!

Baja: ok

Neta: think they're kind of rushing this?

Ikkan: a little... Sorta like we did. Hehehe.

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Baja: wow! This place is nice. It's just the same apartment as Neta's apartment but empty.

Neta: since you're going to live in a replica of my place, you don't need to go to the real thing.

Warabi: What do you think? Mahi

Mahi: It's perfect and it's close to Neta's so we can bother him a lot easier now.

Neta: no No!

Ikkan: like you said, we're only going to be for a while and we get married we'll leave and they'll be out of our tentacles.

Neta: out of your tentacles I still have to work with these people. All right, let's go talk to the leasing agent and get you guys set up.

Warabi: yayyy.... Let's get something to eat. You guys said you were going to hth furniture company that's in the mall. We can meet up with Mahi.

Neta: yeah No you two. Go home and pack up your stuff and prepare for the move Go home. Both of you get lost! Go shoo bye.

Ikkan: hehehehehehehe

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Mahi ignored several customers while they were FaceTiming Warabi @fish-at-fish-fish-resort

[columbiancaviar]

i miss disneyland so much

long story short my family would go every four years growing up. last time i went was right after my wedding, because we had the trip planned then my husband and i decided to get married quickly

the last trip it was just my parents and sister

(inserting a read more bc i rambled sorry lol)

which is totally fine and i'm so glad they had fun, but damn it was hard not to feel left out

we're planning a trip for 2026 with all of us, my parents and sis, me, my husband, and my kid, but i just feel bittersweet that i had to miss probably the last "family" disney trip with us four and to know that i could have had a shorter period of time between trips but just couldn't afford it

i'm not even that into the disney movies but disneyland is just such a nostalgic happy place for me, i feel so light there

no worries about real life at all, you truly can just release everything and just have fun like a kid all day and collapse in a comfy hotel room at night.

that will be one perk of finally having my husband and kiddo come!

with my family we always got a room with 2 beds and a fold out day bed. parents got one bed, sister who had spinal fusion surgery gets the other bed, and i get the daybed.

but next time, it'll be same configuration but my husband and i each get our own queen bed and my kid gets the daybed hehehe

if i'm paying for the damn grand californian then i want an actual bed lol

sorry to ramble about this, i'll probably add a read more because i doubt anyone cares lol

but i'm high and it's late and im on my period (4 days after i ended my period already??) so i feel emotional and sappy

i'm just so excited for this trip, it's finally like an actual thing that we're planning and budgeting and saving for, and i finally get to show my husband all the stuff i've told him about so many times, all my fave spots, and my kid gets to see cars land (he is autistic and Tow Mater is his FAVE) and he gets to go on roller coasters which he loves and I'm just so excited to share the magic

ok that's all i'll shut up now

[ilovemylawyer]

I haven't been able to check ao3 in a FATTT minute and I was finally able to catch up on your fics 🙏 🙏 🙏 🙏 really good stuff, your writing is incredibly superb my friend...your birthday fic got me thinking, if Dongsoo had known about Doyoung's birthday in advance, what do you think he would've got him? If anything, since he could afford whatever he wants. Would he have planned something in advance? Or still let Doyoung decide what he wanted to do the day of???? And since you asked...what are your favorite Bae Na Ra YouTube videos? I got curious and had to go look for myself, he can act AND sing. I hope he gets cast in more dramas...

hihi!!!! thanks so much for reading+coming here!! u are so kind!!!!! i hope it was fun to catch up :D <3 always always more to come <3

GREAT QUESTION. so hard to answer tho. in my quick sdy bday fic i was going for smth like... 'its dy's bday, hds hasn't had the time to put any thought into it, and is comfortable doing (close to what he sees as) the bare minimum'... KIND OF. i enjoyed not giving him the time to actually think on it because that makes it MUCH simpler for him. much much easier. IF he was given lets say a month notice... gah... what would he do... i want to say activity/party wise it would still be pretty lowkey, even if only for dy's sake. i'd say he'd pour over choosing the perfect present than organizing a celebration. but wtf would he give to dy... my HEART wants to lean towards something nice and sentimental (like a ring) but i fear that is not at all realistic. if they're still going together in 10 years and dy has yet to buy a baseball team, ds might take the initiative and do that for him. earlier on though it would have to be something Nice and Sweet enough but not TOO perfect/intimate because ds' denial is such a huge piece of him. whatever dy gets though, literally even if its a rock from the ground or a coupon clipping, i think he would just be happy to be given something specially chosen out for him by ds...

A DS->DY PRESENT IS HARD. i am not sure if i have an answer to this that i can be satisfied with right now... for dy's 2025 birthday fic, i will aim to solve this...

and re: letting dy decide what to do. that was insanely fun to write. that in itself is part of ds' gift to him, and he is the one who suffers most from it. even tho it would make more sense to feel more at ease when things are out of your hands, hds has um 'control issues' major style and i loved making him suffer through some of the outing. i don't think dy understood that his leash being loosened was part of his present AT ALL tho. more like a punishment than anything. this is a reading (OF MY OWN INTERPRETATION OF MY OWN WRITING...) that requires a throughline of 'ds is what dy wants most in the world' ... so he would've been satisfied even just with his midnight handie... he already has everything he needs (han dongsoo...)...

(GIGGLES PROFUSELY) bae nara.... hehehe... thank u for indulging me i have had a handful of tabs of his open for weeks now...

i will start with my favorite. THIS is one of the clips of him from his performance as 'raptor' in a musical called 'it rains cats and dogs' in which he plays A DOG. yeah thats right. HE IS A DOG. he is styled exactly to my personal taste... all black... fingerless gloves... a long kind of janky coat... boots... a facial scar... he pets and is pet by his costar. his expression when he starts singing in this is... O_o....!!! i am just so thankful that there is visual moving evidence that this happened and i am grateful that my eyes have seen it.

THIS is a short clip of him thanking the audience after a performance of the evil dead musical he is in. he is covered in beautiful fake blood. his OOC/nonacting, but still-on-stage voice is so great to hear. but he has to turn away to cry (and scream) because he's so happy to be there... its a struggle and he takes a minute but he pulls of his farewell/thanks and he is just so great to. look at. the angle of this one is also spectacular.

HERE you can see him twirl around in a crazy fur coat+bandana(which you can also watch him tug down his face in the first few frames)... he has guns and once again fingerless gloves... heavy undereye makeup... just breathtaking...

speedrun: dance practice (for the musical kinky boots) in athletic kneehighs+heels .... shaking ass, laughing about feeling nauseous, talking way too fast ... drag ....

i was about to start linking just about every single video of him so i will cut myself off. he's just great. he's great in DP2, and i think it is really special and beautiful that his first ever onscreen role is a trans woman <3 he is going to be in the upcoming second season of 'weak hero class one' which i have not seen, but i will watch szn1 and 2 for him :] i really hope he continues to get offers for dramas, and i would DIE to see him in a movie one day.

one last spiel and then i'm done because i've been at this for over an hour and i have a hakyun movie waiting for me. i bring him up because he is relevant to what i am about to preach. starting off as a stage actor and becoming an onscreen actor gives you SUCH a major noticeable boost. you have to learn how to convince a living breathing audience that is watching you perform live before you're ever stuck in front of a camera, and most of my favorite actors made this theatre to screen transition. shin hakyun (HDS) was also originally stage trained, and it shows! it always shows! i love to DEATH a man who has gone from the stage to the screen and bae nara is no exception.

he is the perfectest choice in the whole world for ohjae <3 thank you bae nara for starring as slayer of the century in kdrama of the century evilive 악인전기. how could i ever repay you...?

[seongminiz]

omg screaming icb i forgot about woobin’s boobs yes pls his body😫 i’m such a whore for everyone in cravity plsplss

i hope u have fun seeing them!! i bought tickets for p1h recently cuz i’ve always liked their music but i never really followed that closely but they’re performing near me and tix are decent and now i’m so excited to deco my lightstick and put together my outfit hehehe kpop concerts are so much fun and i wish there were more of them near me,,, i also wish i had ppl to go with too though because i saw enha in new jersey last year (i live in canada) so i flew there all by myself to see them😭 and i’m gonna be seeing p1h by myself too :((( ik other ppl are just being more responsible with their money but i’m sad because my friends said they’d want to see p1h and they’re gonna be so close (literally in the same city as one of my friends) and they still don’t wanna go😭

omg i rambled so much. erm. thank you. do u have a bias in onlyoneof yet? and are u a lightstick person(sorry if this is a rly silly question) like are u gonna get their lightstick for the show? i always pretend idc about lightstick but then i’m like i neeeed it i need the little accessory and a little poca holder with my bias in it for the concert like idec if my seats are that good i just need to be the cutest stan there

i think i might’ve had too much caffeine this morning. i hope your day is going well!!<333

- 🧁 anon

the real question is who isnt a whore for cravity tbh

god i wish p1h came to my country 😭 they came to europe already but im trying to save up so the only groups im willing to travel for rn r cravity n maybe tbz since they r only having 2 dates in europe this yr but idk if i can afford paris or london bc they r both crazy expensive cities :( im used to going to concerts on my own too !! like for ooo im going with a friend but usually i just go alone n make friends while queueing lol

yes my bias in ooo is kyubin ! like the second i saw him i was like yep thats him thats my man now im in love with him

n tbh yeah i love lightsticks ! i have cravitys (bought it last yr for kpop lux in madrid but never used it bc it got delivered too late :')) n tbz's (bought it when i was in seoul n it was like ½ the price compared to europe) n i also have the rose's old acrylic lightstick from their 2nd europe tour !! idt i'll buy onlyoneof's tho i'll just bring cravitys since its similar enough n i wont be near the stage anyways lol but i get u bc once u buy one lightstick its a point of no return like now everytime i go to a concert i need something to wave in my hands or i'll go insane 😭😭😭

[roonyxx]

Invisible: Part 4

Summary: Still cooped up in her room, she only wants to see one person.

Warnings: angst, language, low-self esteem, fluff, history crap and time (lol doesn’t make any sense now does it? hehehe)

Pairing: Y/n, Castiel, Dean, Sam

Wordcount: 1274

A/N: OKAY, so this story is taking a life of it’s own and I have like zero idea what I am doing so this chapter, I love it and hate it lol. All typos are my bad woops (it are finals, give me a break lol) I hope y’all enjoy!

My Masterlist

Invisible Masterlist

You were curled up in your bed, blanket pulled up until under your eyes when you heard the knock.

You didn’t say anything but with a click your door was unlocked, you frowned and wanted to scream at whoever entered until you saw two blue eyes.

“Cas…” You sat up in bed and when he sat on the side of it and opened his arms you fell right into them.

He wrapped his arms around you, he moved to sit with his back against the headboard with you snuggled into his side.

You sighed deep. “Did Dean call you?”

“He did”

You sniffed again, feeling the tears well up at just the mention of his name.

“So you know what happened?”

“I know he knows how you feel about him and that he is very sorry.”

“Yeah, it’s not his fault, I shouldn’t be as hurt as I am over something I knew for years.”

Cas rubbed his hand over your back.

“I just… I had this iny tiny flicker of hope that maybe deep down he felt the same you know… but yeah, he doesn’t.” You scoffed and wiped at your eyes. “God why am I even crying? Love never works out for me… I should stop whining about it and get used to it.”

“You’ll find someone.”

“Yeah.” I don’t want someone, I want him.

You detangled yourself from him. “You don’t have to listen to me whine, I’m sure you have more important stuff to do.”

Cas tilted his head at you. “You are important.”

You chuckled, “More important than heaven?”

“Yes.”

“Why are you so kind to me?”

“Because you are my friend and I care deeply about you.”

You laid back down next to him, shoulders touching.

You chuckled remembering the first time you met.

“I never apologized to you.”

Cas frowned, “For what?”

“For when we first met, I tried to stab you.”

“Oh that, it’s fine, happens all the time.” He smiled at you and you looked into his eyes, staring a bit longer than what was considered normal.

You always shared a deep bond with Cas, he was a good friend and understood you better than anyone, you loved how he could be so smart and oblivious at the same time. How he could be all sweet and cute the one second and be totally terrifying the next. You often forgot he was an actual angel, how powerful he really was.

“Can you tell me one of your stories again?”

Cas chuckled, “I can, pick a time.”

“Uhhm what about, 1920! The roaring twenties!”

“Hm yes, it was as you probably know, a social and cultural peak in human history.”

“Yes. Is it true it was all about partying like in the Great Gatsby?”

“Partly yes, economic was at his height and people could afford more. But the patriotism of World War I also started back then.”

“Oh yeah, the war, must have been some busy years for heaven.”

“In a way it was.”

“Where were you back then?”

He looked up in thought. “I was here on earth, observing.”

“Just observing? You didn’t try to stop it?”

Cas shook his head. “No, we are under no circumstance allowed to interfere with big events, World War I is a fixed point in time.”

You frowned, “Fixed point in time?”

“Like you have to imagine time as a piece of thread, and it is pinned on a wall by thumbtacks, these fixed points are the thumbtacks and prevent them from falling off the wall. Any interference with a fixed point could make it possible for a time line to fall off and cease to exist.”

“Oh so if you would have helped in the war, this world wouldn’t exist anymore?”

“Time is something very complicated, I can’t begin to explain it, but in a way yes.”

You and Cas did this often, you asked for one of his stories if you wanted to get your mind off of something, he had a lived a million lives so he had endless stories. He had so much knowledge and he had gone through so much it amazed you.

“It must have been hard to observe all the pain in the world and not be allowed to do something about it.”

“Back then it was very easy, I didn’t see pain or sadness, I just saw what I had to do. I had much knowledge about everything, but nothing about human emotion. If I should do it again now, I don’t think I would be able too.”

“No?”

“No, ever since I have been human, I understand emotions and feel them, not as intense but I do feel.”

You patted his chest. “Yeah, you did have quite the character development.” You chuckled.

“I did, most because of you.”

“Me?”

“Yes, you make me look different at things, try to see the beauty in a flower instead of just looking at the molecules in it, you make me want to enjoy the little things in life, you make me more human.”

You blushed at his words. “Why want to be human, it totally sucks!” You joked at him.

“There is an awful lot of pain yes, but there is also happiness, the amazing taste of food, love, passion, sex, all things humans explore.”

“Yeah well not all humans get love, passion and sex…”

“Y/n…”

“Yeah I know, I’m sorry, just ignore my whining.”

Tears were welling up in your eyes again.

“You are not whining, you are hurt, it’s okay.”

You scoffed through your tears. “Guess your grace can’t fix a broken heart?”

“Sadly no, I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine.”

“It’s not Y/n, you don’t deserve this, you deserve to be loved.”

You put your head against his shoulder, “Do I?”

He frowned deep, he moved his hand to your face so he could look into your eyes.

“You do, don’t ever think you don’t deserve love.”

“I just” a sob broke through your chest, “I want him so bad it hurts Cas, I just want to be with him, every time I see him I fall in love all over again, how am I supposed to get over that?”

“Give it time, time heals everything and I will be here every second of the way.”

You clung to him.

“Thank you.”

He moved to look into your eyes again. “Dean is extremely sorry.”

“Of course he is, that man lives on guilt, I should apologize to him…”

“You don’t have to, it is not your fault you love him, you can’t help it.”

“Yeah and Dean can’t blame himself for not loving me back. I just… I wished he did, I wished so damn much he did.”

Cas wrapped his arms around you, rubbing your back and stroking your hair.

“This feeling, it will pass Y/n.”

“I don’t think it will Cas, I love him so much… and I just lost him, forever, I feel like he died.”

“I’m so sorry Y/n.”

You sat up again, sitting cross-legged toward Castiel.

“Can you stay here with me today? I feel like drowning and you are my life vest, but if you have more important stuff to do, it’s okay.”

“Nothing is more important to me than you, yes I will stay with you.” He gave you a kind smile.

“Thank you Cas.”

You laid back next to him and asked him to tell you another story.

Cas gladly obliged, he wrapped you into his arms again and enjoyed the feeling you gave him whenever you were close, it gave him a weird sensation in his stomach he quite didn’t understood.

[bigshotautos]

throws hands in the air I LOVE UR SPAMVIL CONTENT SO MUCH!!! Been literally scrolling and reading ur blog nonstop for like 2 hours now, god, they're fucking amazing. You just singlehandedly resurrected my love for Jevil and made it even bigger! I always saw him more of a naughty cat sort of way so at first it was a bit weird seeing ur interpretation of him but!!! He's so big and round!! Perfect for hugs 💖

They're in love ur honour!!

Okay uh, all the screaming aside u got any headcanons for if they met during Spam's big shot era? And how would other Addisons react to that scary clown, hehe. I saw you reblog a similar comic some time ago and wanted to hear ur thoughts on it basically

If it's not too much to ask of course!! Thank you so much for the brainrot and have a wonderful day!! 💕

hehehe thank you!!! i USED to draw him more implike in 2018 when chapter 1 dropped and at the beginning of chapter 2, but was very inspired by mossea's use of shape language to make him both rounder (friendly looking) and bigger (more imposing). stick him next to spamton who's much more delicate as a tiny puppet with sharp angles and much thinner proportions and he pops a lot more. he's not much taller they both just have interesting contrast. pictured below is a VERY sloppy height chart i didn't think would be touched by Internet but here it is.

The comic you're talking about is by foolishrat6 on twitter and on tumblr! they make some stunning art, premise of that comic is Jevil on the run from card kingdom becoming a fugitive in Cyber City. really really good stuff.

as for my own headcanons, i'll throw those under the cut.

At the moment, I'm between two potential meeting avenues during the big shot avenue but the end results are mostly the same. There's the likely canon scenario, where Spamton's already in contact with his mystery helper and through that contact meets the menagerie of other Corrupted Secret Bosses which, if the trend follows between chapter 1 and 2, will keep being referenced and built on by previous chapters. Through this, he meets Jevil during his stay in the mansion and starts somewhat of a one-sided rivalry with Spamton getting a complex over this clown who likes to dunk on him who he feels is grossly misusing and complacent with the power he has. Hence the petty act of lobbying against carousels as public transport. Jevil at some point gets locked up, Spamton sees it as a major W against clownery, but Jevil's still constantly running circles around his head for decades as his mental state deteriorates with his obsession with surpassing him and breaking free of 'the dark'.

BUT I like to entertain the idea of Spamton not being 'trusted' to meet his mystery caller (hence being in contact only over the phone, where Seam says that Jevil has met his mystery someone in person) and Jevil is sent as a physical intermediary between the two. At this point in the timeline, travel between Card Kingdom and Cyber City was sealed, and Jevil with his benefactor can enter any Dark World without suffering adverse effects, much like Ralsei.

Jevil would see Spamton as a VERY easy target with his ego quick to bruise and get funny reactions out of and is well aware that Spamton 1) can't fight back because he's physically much weaker 2) can't afford to lose him as a physical ambassador of his contact. He'd also find Spamton kind of pathetic, not impressed at all with the materialism, obsession with image, and overindulgence of the luxuries he was barred from as an everyday Addison. Meanwhile, Spamton's fucking HEATED about being assigned a clown as a babysitter and not being able to meet his contact in person, especially a clown that doesn't worship the ground he walks on and one that actively toys with him.

In this timeline, the addisons are already out of the picture and Spamton's already dealing with the effects of not trusting anyone. He's not ENTIRELY locked on the path of disregarding others entirely but he's fixed on it. Jevil likewise isn't entirely locked into his 'nothing matters' mentality but he's finding it cozy orchestrating the game for his mystery contact and feeling safe in his mentality that his whims are the only things he can count on.

This is very similar to most of my other first meeting scenarios, but I feel like Jevil would get bored of seeing the same low-hanging fruit reactions from Spamton over and over again, and see that Spamton is on a path similar to him and CAN become more than a fixed piece on the board, the way Jevil views himself in his freedom. Both Spamton and Jevil are very lonely, isolated, and could have been saved if someone had reached out to them. Except at this point in time it's already a little 'too late' and they've both got the hooks of fate dug into them with the mentalities they're constructing.

The angst potential is there but I also think there'd be good moments, like Spamton finding someone in person he sees worthwhile to spend money on and share experiences with in Cyber City, Jevil having his 'nothing matters' mentality upset by coming to care about the man beneath the flashy facade. They'd also be absolute menaces to everyone in the mansion during this time period Tasque Manager's got plenty reason to dislike Jevil LOL.

Personally I'm not sure if I'll explore a ton of this except some snapshots, but it's a lot of fun to think about!

[the-fiction-witch]

Sold

REAL LIFE  COUPLE TBS X READER RATING: SMUTTY

I wandered the woods as I always did on Thursdays walking through the tall trees, the long grass full of weeds, and heading down towards the river when I heard a noise that made me freeze up. Footsteps.

There were footsteps behind me, someone was following me. I took my knife from its holster waiting as I listened I could almost feel the air change as someone moved closer and closer before I flipped around holding a knife to whoever it was. But I found one at my own neck too.

"hehehe. Hi Tommy" she giggled pulling back her long cloak and it was y/n a girl I knew well, she lives out here in the forest and runs a small apothecary in town, being a forager and apothecary we have a close relationship with our businesses that and admittedly we where close outside of it too, we liked to walk in the woods and chat together ever since we were children, she stood in her tall brown boots and long purple dress her knife to my neck

"Hi y/n" I smiled dropping my own so she dropped hers too "what are you doing here?"

"Looking for lavender flowers for my new sleeping tonic," she says "I couldn't find any"

"ahh yeah... that might be my fault," I told her opening my bag and handing her a bunch of the lavender flowers I had already gathered

"Thanks, Here I found some up by the caves" she smiled getting some mushrooms from her bag,

"Thanks y/n," I smiled and as usual we walked together gathering the various things we needed before ending up as we always did, down by the river bank laid on the green grass  

"How much do you have now?"

"enough"

"Come on Tommy"

"No, I'm not telling you. who knows who's listening" I told her "I keep my savings for my own business"

"fine, boring." she smiled "did you want to head back?"

"No. not for a little while. It's Thursday you know what it's like"

"True, stupid auctions."

"You know what people are like, they always want more"

"I know. I saw Mr Langford at the last one"

"again?" I asked, "how many slaves do they need?"

"Who knows, I hate the stupid auctions it's always the little pretty things that make the most money, no one pays for the useful ones"

"what does it matter, it's not relevant to us what they all do"

"I suppose." she shrugs "don't you worry though?"

"about what?"

"Well... you're a very handsome boy Thomas"

"Am I?" I smirked

"Ohh. shut up." she says "You know what I mean" she laughs "maybe one day they'll pick you up and put you into an auction"

"why would they? I'm no use to anybody. I wouldn't be worth the trouble"

"I'm sure some pretty rich lady would like you, as a bed warmer, as a bath boy, something else like that"

"If a woman is willing to buy me she must be stupidly desperate"

"I suppose so."

"You might need to be worried"

"why?"

"You're smart. you're beautiful."

"I wouldn't be worth it. I wouldn't make anything. I'm not pretty enough"

"I think you are" I shrug

"Thats sweet Thomas. But you don't need to lie to me"

"why would I lie to you? what would be the point? you can just truth serum me anyway"

"I can" she giggled "I need to get back, got to open the shop for the afternoon rush"

"Yeah me too, come on I'll walk you back"

I finished up for the day locking up my little shop, I had been so busy with people requesting that I opened this morning, but then again it was fairly normal this time of year as people always want things before the harvest and winter to build up their storage I did my best not to look into the town square as it was a Thursday. So an auction was going on as always, They always do auctions, they would be selling young boys and girls to be sold off as slaves, whores and other workers. It seems strange but the rich people on the edge of town have towering houses and workshops constantly in need of hands to work, many parents who simply can't afford to feed their children give them up to the auctions to receive large sums of money that some more valuable people can make, some people even volunteer for the money that can be made for there families, Even if it was a known secret that the auctioneers where not only perverted and sadistic but also would find creative ways to.... fill the quota. They promised the town sixteen people to be sold each week, so as you can imagine some weeks they could be one or two people short. They had been known to go out in the woods, find people who lived out there or find people without parents and families to object and border like kidnap them for the auctions.  I tried not to think about it for a second I caught the apothecary shop across the square, locked up and the flowers outside now long dried and broken. The shop hadn't been open in over two weeks, I hadn't seen her for just as long I had even gone out to her little house and found she must have been out hunting for flowers, so I hadn't seen her at all.

I popped over to the little market stall selling some bread I handed him a coin so he nodded and I took a loaf of bread.

"And Sold!" The auctioneer spoke up making me look over as I walked towards the edge of the square to head home, "Next a very beautiful specimen" I looked up out of pure curiosity and I was shocked as they took the young girl away down the steps and they pulled through a very angry y/n, a rope around her neck, hands tied behind her back, she was screaming and trying to bite the auctioneers as they dragged her to the stage, her dress's skirts as they should be but the top of her dress ripped down and her bare breasts exposed, I mean... that was a pretty normal thing for the girls being sold to be naked or half-naked I was fairly used to seeing this in auctions but... I have to admit that even given the situation I couldn't help but look at her, I had long since dreamed about y/n and what was under her sweet little dresses. and now I saw I couldn't bear to even blink, she was clearly hurt her hair a mess, "she's a nice one, got a little fight but I'm sure the right owner could get her nice and submissive"

"FUCK YOU!" she screamed at them

"Nice beautiful hair, nice perky tits" He smirked folding her breast

"Get off me!"

"show her other assets" he smirked and the man who held the rope pulled up her dress much to her anger showing off her pussy, then turned her around still holding her dress so it exposed her bare ass the man dropped her dress and the auctioneer smirked "Beautiful" He smirked "I'm sure she'll be a perfect little plaything or a beautiful worker. and I will note she is without deflowering, shall we start the bidding"

immediately people showed interest, I didn't know what to do, if she went to one of these people I'll never see her again, and God only knows what they'll do to her. the bidding began to fizzle out and I noticed who it was who was winning, Lanos he runs the whore house on the edge of town I listened for how much they were bidding on her, and I had more than that in my savings, I couldn't let him win her. So I bid. soon enough after various bids it ended up a fight between Lanos and myself but the money I had in my savings I didn't worry about it, I wasn't going to let him win, or anyone else, I don't know what exactly I would do with y/n then again would I do anything or just let her go... then again, I would own her. and admittedly I couldn't stop looking at her but luckily he gave in

"Sold!" the Auctioneer yelled she screamed in a panic getting dragged away with the other sold people, I rushed to the auctioneer and he handed me a card with her number and how much I had to pay "pick her up tonight, you have five days to pay in full, Or she goes back to the auction" he explained and I nodded running home as fast as I could with the card in hand, I locked up my little house and got my savings out from the little hiding place I did have enough and even a little spare, I didn't live that I was going to lose so much of my savings but for y/n/ It's worth it. I had a bath and got dressed heading into town over to the large building where the auctioneers keep everything I noticed a couple of other people there for collecting people too, I handed over the card they gave me and it took him a second

"Yep, Fourteen get her out!"

I could hear arguing as they brought her through "Fine let me at him! let me at whoever it was! I'll bite his fucking dick off!" she screamed as she was brought in however she was blindfolded

"You got the cash?" He asks I nodded and handed over the money he counted it up and then nodded to the man, he brought her over taking off her blindfold and she was panicked but smiled as she saw me as it was  busy with other people here to pick up people I grabbed her hand and we rushed out the building going out into the dark empty square and heading out towards my little house

"what are you doing?" she giggled

"taking you home what does it look like"

"they'll know it wasn't you who bought me, Thomas."

"I did."

"what?"

"I did, Look," I told her showing her the card I still had "I bought you, I didn't want to think about the terrible things that would happen to you if you sold to someone else. so I bought you"

"For this much!" she yelled

"I had my savings, its no trouble"

"But it's so much"

"well, you're worth it. I told you'd, you'd sell high"

"Not this high"

"well I got into a bidding war with Lanos about you" I shrug

"I'll pay you back for this Thomas I promise," she says as we got back to my house

"you don't have to pay me back"

"But.. your savings."

"don't worry about it"

"Well I do"

"trust me, you don't have to pay me back. Its my savings my money I decide what I spend it on" I told her getting her a blanket to wrap herself up in given her still torn dress

"You're sure?"

"I'm sure"

"I was worried about you. I didn't know where you'd gone"

"they found me out in the woods, they wouldn't let me go"

"well you don't have to worry about that now"

"Guess I should head home"

"Well... I uhh I don't know if homes such a good idea"

"why not?" she giggled

"well they found you where once they could find you there again, and I might have been able to get you once I don't have the money to do it twice"

"So what exactly do you propose?" she asks

"well, you can stay here with me as long as you like, I can go over to yours in the morning and get you some of your nice dresses and things"

"That's sweet of you"

"well, I did buy you. I have to take care of you"

"Thank you Thomas. for everything. you didn't have to really, You didn't have to spend all your savings on me. But thank you so much for saving me" she smiled "I don't know how I can repay you for everything"

"You don't have to repay me-" "anything. anything at all"

"I- I can't"

"what?"

"I can't y/n." I told her "Look I really really like you, I've liked you forever. It's not fair for me to... take advantage of you like that"

"your so sweet" she smiled "Too sweet to be real" she smiled giving my cheek a kiss "I liked you too"

"You did?"

"Of course I did, I wouldn't mind staying here. for a good while"

"a good while?"

"A very good while" she smiled leaning in to kiss me but the moment our lips touched I pushed her back

"I don't want to take advantage of you. of this... situation."

"You won't" she smiled slipping the blanket away and pushing off the remains of her dress moving to sit on my lap "I love you"

"I love you too" I smiled holding her close, I pulled her to kiss me and she happily kissed back