#but youk know

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people should use the troll quadrants for shipping more i think. It just makes things make sense (though that may be the fact im a troll so naturally itd make more sense to me). Hobie and Pavi are moirails. Pavi and Gayatri are matesprits. Hobie, Miles, Margo, and Gwen are matesprits. Clarrise and Percy are kismesis. Jason is Percy’s moirail and auspitice for him and Annabeth (specifically to keep Annabeth and Percy away from each pther so they don’t enter an unhealthy relationship)

[yourstargazing]

yeah well my mom learned how to gaslight gatekeep girlboss before it was cool

[twoidiotwriters1]

Chapter 9. Wallflowers

Summary: With each word that comes out of your mouth, Benedict feels more and more inclined to reach out and hold you. Masterlist Previous Chapter // Next Chapter Words: 2,384 Listen to: 'Bed Chem' -by Sabrina Carpenter A/N: They're horny your honor! -Danny

Benedict wasn't expecting to feel this nervous about escorting you, but he's doing his best to ignore it and greet you with a smile. However, said smile falters when you come down the steps in the loveliest sky-blue dress he's ever seen. He forgets he's supposed to help you until you're already there, and he almost stumbles over his feet to do so.

"Apologies, I forget myself," he offers you his hand awkwardly.

You smile. "Luckily for us, I didn't step on my skirt. It happens more often than you'd think," you say in a secretive manner, leaning into his side and making his heartbeat quicken. "Mr Bridgerton, I'd like to introduce you to my lovely friend, Miss Paula Weaver."

Your lady-in-waiting comes down the stairs a few steps behind you and bows, her eyes doing a quick appraisal of the man before her. Benedict smiles and curtsies. "Pleased to meet you," he says, then looks back at you, "I've heard splendid things about you, Miss Weaver."

"All merciful lies, no doubt," she says politely. You've never seen her smile at a man like she's doing now, and you narrow your eyes at her in playful warning.

"Shall we get going, then?" You ask Benedict.

"We shall. Miss Weaver, are you joining us?"

"Afraid so, Mr Bridgerton," she stands beside you. "Sorry to cloud on your clear sky."

"The more the merrier—and perhaps your princess will refrain from barking at me quite as much if one of her subjects is present to witness it," he adds teasingly. Paula holds back a laugh as you pinch Benedict's arm lightly.

"Your Royal Highness, allow me to introduce you to my family—my brothers, Colin and Gregory," he gestures at the two, both bow and eye you with interest. "My sisters, Eloise, Francesca, and you know Hyacinth."

You bow regally. "Pleased to meet you. I'm Y/N Deveraux."

There is a string of replies that mix with one another. Eloise has a look of suspicion on her face that you silently ask Benedict about, but he only smiles, as if he's used to those looks from the girl. 

"Princess, this is my mother, Violet Bridgerton," he steers you away from his meddling sister.

"It is a great honour having you visit us for the season, Your Royal Highness," the woman beams at you, and her voice sounds remarkably sincere.

"The honour is all mine. To be considered by your Queen and spend the winter in her lovely palace is something I don't look down upon," you reply with a gentle smile. 

That is about as much of a flawless speech as you'll manage to give being as nervous as you are, and so you reach for an appetizer. Sadly, your hand stretches more than it needs to and the small tower of pastries threatens to topple over. Thankfully, Paula keeps it upright and flashes a smile meant to be soothing.

"Apologies," you blush without meeting the Bridgerton's eyes.

Hyacinth is buzzing with excitement and she boldly grasps your arm, tugging you away from her family and guiding you to the balloon. "Come look, Y/N!"

You follow, glad to be pulled away from the crowd. Benedict tails you at a polite distance, wanting to give his youngest sister the chance to become closer friends with you. Gregory is not as generous and he confidently strides next to you, keeping his hands behind his back looking every bit the proper gentleman, though his puffed chest gives his youth away.

"How are you finding London so far, princess?" He asks with large amounts of dignity that make you want to giggle. 

"Youk now, Mr Bridgerton, I get that question a lot, but I'm yet to hear how London is finding me."

"If the city and I are anything alike, I'm sure it's finding you delightful," Hyacinth says, squeezing your arm affectionately.

"You're a joy to have around, as usual," you squeeze her arm back. "And I need you to meet my lovely friend, Paula," you turn to find her and Benedict in polite conversation. The moment she hears her name, however, she steps forward. "Yes, Your Majesty?"

"I want you to meet Hyacinth Bridgerton," you gesture at the girl clinging to your arm. "She's the loveliest lady I've met in a long time, perhaps since I met you."

"Is that so?" Paula smiles at the girl and bows. "Well, then it's a pleasure to be your acquaintance, Miss Bridgerton."

Hyacinth delights in the attention, unused to be seen and spoken to like an adult. She bows back and quickly starts a conversation with the girl, which Gregory takes full advantage of. "My sister is quite right, you know?" He says. "We all think you're a delight."

Benedict reaches out and closes his hand tightly around his brother's shoulder, pulling him back. "That's alright, Gregory."

"What? I'm only—"

"Go keep an eye on your sister and Miss Paula," he says, giving him a look.

Gregory's face flushes with offense but doesn't argue, excusing himself and walking ahead muttering something that's surely foul about his older brother. Benedict shakes his head, glancing at you bemusedly. "You must forgive my brother, he's at an age where he feels ready to be called man despite the baby fat clinging to his face."

You giggle, the noise making Benedict's insides go all fuzzy. "It is quite alright, my brothers went through it just the same—I reckon he needs to be put on the spot once or twice before he realizes waiting to be noticed is worth it."

"Is that how you felt while growing up?" He smiles. "Had your own embarrassing moments in the spotlight?"

"Oh, definitely. I continue to," you sigh. "I wish I could've stayed a wallflower forever. I don't think you believe me when I tell you I'm an expert at creating chaos."

Benedict shakes his head lightly, a soft smile on his face. "Having a lack of coordination hardly makes you bad to have around, Princess. It would've been a waste, having you hidden forever."

"You only say that because you haven't seen the extent of it," you brush it off humbly. "You think your younger siblings are a handful because they are restless and bold. I wish that were my issue. I should be categorized as a military weapon instead of a royal."

The man laughs with his whole body, his hand going up to cover his mouth a bit with the back of it, and you think he could easily hold your head in place with that hand, which causes you to shiver. Quickly, you look away and pretend to fix your skirt.

"You have a knack for words, Your Royal Highness," he says lightheartedly. "I don't believe for a second that you could ever be so terrible, but I do think you're a fun storyteller, no wonder you journal."

You blush. If only he knew what kind of thoughts you've been putting on paper for the last week... "I suppose I shouldn't taint your good opinion of me, those are rare."

With each word that comes out of your mouth, Benedict feels more and more inclined to reach out and hold you. He's never been the kind to offer such platonic comforts to strangers, usually saves the domestic affection for his family only, but you bring it out quite easily.

You also bring out a different kind of need each time you blush, each time you fight back without getting riled up, merely stating your ideas like a suggestion that perhaps the world has more than one way to be looked at, and he thinks you're just the same. You could be looked at as a princess or a woman, in fancy dresses or trousers, or whatever you wear under both...

He looks away from you, horrified by how close he was to slip into his lewd ways. His hand reaches and pulls on his cravat, feeling ten times warmer under the judging sun. He also feels the need to stay still and stop his trousers from creating a friction that could worsen his current state.

You pay him no mind as he lingers, walking forward to meet your new friends as they gaze and discuss the balloon. Benedict thinks that, with your maid and his siblings around, you won't be missing his presence, so he goes away to cool off.

It's been about fifteen minutes since you picked up your conversation with Benedict's siblings when the man abruptly pulls you out of it and enters the nearest tent.

"What is the—"

"We must stay here a minute," he lifts his hand to stop you from talking, pointedly looking outside at someone you can't see.

"What is the matter?" You ask anxiously. 

"I'm being hunted like a fox," he claims, scowling at something in the distance.

"Pardon?"

"The night we met—I mean the night we were officially introduced, I made the foolish mistake of dancing with an all-too-eager debutant in an attempt to escape you." He purses his lips. "I should've accepted my fate as it was, but now I have to deal with you and her."

You scoff. "You flatter me."

He looks at you apologetically. "I don't mean to insult you."

"Yet you keep doing it," you reply, though your words have no heat. "What is so wrong with this debutant?"

"We danced once and talked almost nothing, but now she and her mother search for any excuse to harass me at every event. You don't know how glad I am to have you."

"Well, now I feel a little less glad to have you," you reprimand him. "Why don't you talk to this girl and tell her the truth, that you never intended to marry her?"

He laughs, then realizes you mean it, and his smile vanishes. "Should I also hand over a gun to her mother and tell her she's got big feet?"

"Surely they wouldn't hold it against you? You only danced with her once!"

"My dear Princess, when you're a Bridgerton, dancing encourages advances from the marriage mart. I was stupid, allowed my panic to take over."

"Were you that afraid of me?" Your mood sours further with every word he says. "I don't recall hissing and throwing acid when we met at the park."

Benedict places a hand on your forearm. "You are perfectly lovely, but I tend to act on impulse and it gets me in trouble way too often, that's all I'm saying. Your Royal Highness, please stop coming for my throat—"

"I'm sorry but is this tent a balloon?" A woman speaks out loud. "Because you all are certainly filling it with air."

"Oh, lord have mercy..." Benedict winces, recognizing the voice without having to look up at the person.

"This man's ingenuity will drive forth practical progress. I came here to listen to someone who thinks differently, not to hear the familiar chorus of what cannot be done."

Your smile widens at the lady's words, slipping out of Benedict's grip and swiftly making your way over to the woman. "Well said!" You tell her once the men have settled and gone back to listening to the lecture. You lower your voice. "Are you familiar with this man's works?"

The older woman smiles amicably. "Not nearly enough, but I want to." Her eyes land on the person behind you and her smile shifts to something frailier. "Benedict."

"Tilley," Benedict smiles, but it's a stiff one. "I should've known you'd be here."

"I wish I could say the same, but you've always been more about... whims, rather than predictability."

It is quite an innocent comment, but you can tell it has a certain effect on Benedict, whose smile tightens. "You flatter me. I'm here escorting Princess Y/N Deveraux, she expressed an interest in meeting the mind behind today's exhibition and needed a companion for the day."

"Princess Y/N," the woman curtsies. "I apologize, I read you were visiting but I was yet to see you in person. I'm Lady Tilley Arnold. Are you enjoying London so far?"

"London has been very kind to me, thank you for asking," you curtsy back. "Are you friends with Mr Bridgerton?"

"She's an old acquaintance," Benedict admits, "met her at an art exhibition, she's always been open to sharing her opinion even when she shouldn't."

"Someone ought to be the voice of reason," the woman matches his tone, "especially when those around have no backbone."

You find yourself caught in the fire, eager to abandon it. You step forward and turn to keep facing them as you talk. "Well, you must have a lot to catch up on, so I'll take a walk around the exhibition and—"

You accidentally knock over the miniature balloon used for the lecture, you reach out and catch it squeezing the papier mache basket, leaving a prominent dent on the side. "I'm so sorry!" You blush, handing the balloon to his owner. "Please do let me know how much—"

"Your Highness!" Benedict approaches like a mother hen. "Are you alright?" He gestures at the aeronaut. "Beg you forgive us."

"I didn't mean to break it," you continue with embarrassment.

"He can fix it—you can, can't you?" Benedict asks demandingly. "I'll pay for it."

"No, I will!"

"Princess, don't be absurd."

"It was my fault!"

"No need to argue," the man stops you nervously after hearing you're a princess. "This isn't as expensive as it looks, Your Royal Highness, do not worry."

"The man says it's fine," Benedict guides you out of the spotlight. "We should let him be."

"But I–"

"Y/N," Benedict speaks your name in an urgent whisper, managing to silence you. "Whenever you commit an indiscretion, apologize once, then stop talking altogether."

You pout. "My mother always says that."

"So then why did you continue talking?"

"Because if I hadn't I would've cried," you blush furiously.

He eyes you, and you're drowning in your stress so much, that you completely miss the way his expression morphs into affectionate concern. "You're quite a handful..."

"I'm sorry," you say again, to which he responds with a laugh that makes you stop fretting.

"I don't think it's a bad thing," he reminds you. "You'll make these events far more entertaining for me. Embarrass yourself to your heart's desire, I'll be there to save you if needed."

You don't realize that's exactly what you've been wishing to hear until he says it, and you stare at him, the spark of mischief in the way he's looking at you tells you he's back to acting like he did at Hyde Park, and it makes you wish there were ivy walls nearby.

"Very well," you say softly. "I suppose that means you're agreeing to be my companion for the season?"

"Better yet, Miss Deveraux," his smile softens. "I'll be your friend."

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[barbiecarlo]

How would you rank the o'brien side kicks this year? (Youk bad) i might be missing one or two...

Youk

Merloni

Middlebrooks

Millar

oh fun question for me it'd go middlebrooks merloni millar youkilis

middlebrooks is really smart like clearly knows what he's talking about he LOVES the sox you know like he's got that little bit of homer in him but is still able to acknowledge how good other teams and players are he knows the league and he's personable? might be the word idk like it's always an engaging broadcast when he's on if that makes sense

merloni is a lot like middlebrooks but he gets a little too self depreciating at times for me on the broadcast i don't really listen to games on the radio so i don't know of he's like that there also but it's just off putting to me

millar is like way too stream of consciousness in his pxp he just rambles and rambles and rambles so it can get super annoying and he can say stupid ass shit

youkilis is well youkilis

i liked papelbon the two? three? times he was in the booth as a pxp guy he always asked really interesting questions to whoever else is in the booth as a pxp guy i like hearing from a pitcher's perspective but also he can say some stupid shit too

would love to know your order too!

[the-ellia-west]

Fantasy Names For Dummies

@fanntasy131 (You said you wanted it)

So... Y'all liked My Map Making For Dummies Post. Here I go again! I will Showcase Methods that work for me on each category,

1. Character 1st and Last names

2. Places (Rivers, canyons, mountains, cities, ect.)

3. Continents

4. Languages

Let's begin! So you want to know how to do Character names? Well you're in luck, because I have a few methods for you!

Method one: Keyboard smash like this - cehbfwgfveukshvg Then you will want to refine it a little to make it more pronounceable, examples include - cehfveukshvg or Ehbfwgveuk Next, you'll want to determine whether you want a long name or short names. For Long names use your keyboard smash and make it fully pronounceable (You can scramble the letters around if needed) - Ebveukhe (Eb-vey-youk-hey) For short names you'll just want to segment the keyboard smash and then refine those if you can't pronounce those - [Cehf Veuk shvg] turns into [Seph or Ceph] [Veuk or Veyuk] [Shyg or Shiveg]

Method two: Use a Fantasy name generator and smoosh names together until it sounds good. Examples Include - Bane, Soren, Redcap, Driscoll You'll want to take syllables and smoosh - [Barenso or Sorane] and [Redcoll or Drissca]

Method three: Modify existing names For example - Victor, Savannah, Sky Next you'll need to take your favorite syllables, sounds, or letters from each name - Vi, ah, Sk Play around with adding Vowels - Viahsk = Viask or Viohsik Continue modifying until you like the sound of it - Viask = Viasaki (A name of one of my characters)

For last names use one of these methods, or smoosh two words together like Silverthorne

Places: In nature

If you need places in nature, you can do Method one from above, or you can use this method: Take the describing words for the location and then what it is at the end - Big, deep, wide, water, scary, Ravine Then take letters from those words and shuffle them around - I, dep, ie, at, s, Ravine Now Moosh - Idepieats Ravine Edit it until you like - Idepiat Ravine

Places: Cities, buildings, ect.

If you need cities or buildings you can use any of the above methods, or this.

Specifically, Taverns in media and Irl usually have kind of weird names. For example: The Leaky Cauldron or Three broomsticks in Harry Potter If you want something like that, you just take an adjective - Wild, bright, golden Then take a noun, usually a thing or animal - Dragon, brush, dove Combine - Wild Dragon, Bright brush, Golden Dove (Golden Dove is an inn in my book)

You can use these combos for lots of restaurants, inns, stables, ect.

Languages: NO TIPS USE VULGERLANG! BY GOD IS IT HELPFUL - Use youtube to find how it works

[cel-aerion]

First Nights at Freddy's - Movie Soundtrack/Score in Order

Because I am a nerd and wanted to figure out for myself which songs appeared where, I have gone through and made a playlist of First Nights at Freddy's that combines the score and the soundtrack, and puts them in the order they appear. The playlist length seems excessive because some songs have only a portion played (e.g. "Hey-O!" is over a minute, but is only seen in the film for seven seconds; the track "Hiccups" includes the intro it had when it was in the individual "Web of Lies" video during the "Previously on..." bit, but that's absent here, etc), but as near as I can tell from listening while going through things, this is what I've come up with.

This does not include songs released on the soundtrack that do not seem to actually be in the movie, just because that's not what this playlist is for. (And I'm hoping I didn't just totally miss all of them being in here somehow??? I would feel very silly if I spent so long on this and then was just oblivious to a whole seven songs.)

Under the cut is the listing for where the songs appear in the movie.

1 - How It All Began - 0:04-0:38 2 - It's Him - 0:42-2:48 3 - Welcome to Fredbear's - 2:49-4:31 4 - Quirkiness Runs in the Family - 4:36-5:10 5 - Hey-O! - 5:12-5:19 6 - A Poor Investment - 5:20-6:25 7 - Ground Zero - 6:45-9:51/10:13-11:03/11:12-11:32 8 - So It Begins… - 11:37-12:29 9 - Calling for an Update - 12:32-13:30 10 - Between Jobs - 13:30-14:40 11 - Down the Rabbit Hole - 14:41-16:20 12 - Hiccups - 16:23-18:45 13 - Web of Lies - 18:46-22:38 14 - It's Been Seven Years - 23:00-23:34 15 - The New Server Manager - 23:34-25:21 16 - Sickly Sweet and Terrified - 25:23-26:43 17 - Open Bracket - 26:44-27:25 18 - Be Careful What You Wish For - 27:25-28:20 19 - You're the Boss - 28:21-29:31 *20 - ?? - 29:34-29:41 21 - Boxbound - 29:44-30:16 22 - Sketchy Business - 30:19-31:34 23 - Baby's Story - 31:38-32:51 24 - Dark Remains - 32:56-36:59 25 - Think Inside the Box - 37:03-37:34 26 - Spring Locks Tend to Fail - 37:34-39:19 27 - A Giant Freaking Rabbit - 39:20-41:41 28 - Superheroes - 41:43-42:25 29 - I Was Born Freddy - 42:30-43:56 30 - Robotic Fox - 43:56-44:56 31 - Act Natural - 44:57-46:06 32 - Pizza to Go - 46:07-46:30

33 - Setting Us Up the Bomb - 46:33-46:56 34 - Boneless Pizza - 46:57-47:37 35 - Off With His Hands - 47:39-48:20 36 - The Great Pizzescape - 48:21-49:23 37 - Two Miserable Monsters - 49:25-51:55 38 - Pan Stambush - 51:56-54:01 39 - Baby I Love Youk - 54:04-54:15 40 - Taxi Driver for a Bunch of Puppets - 54:16-55:56 41 - A Rabbit Out of Your Hat - 55:59-58:16 42 - Fear Is Like a Hammer - 58:17-1:00:30 43 - Shadows of Agony - 1:00:30-1:03:00 44 - Olly Olly Oxen-Free - 1:03:00-1:04:36 45 - Currently Running - 1:04:35-1:05:02 46 - You've Helped Enough - 1:05:03-1:06:06 47 - Returned to Sender - 1:06:08-1:07:09 48 - Freddy Fazburglar - 1:07:09-1:08:09 49 - Taking Back Fazbear's - 1:08:10-1:10:19 50 - Reunited - 1:10:22-1:10:52 51 - This Is My Restaurant - 1:10:54-1:12:19 52 - Saving Springtrap - 1:12:20-1:14:35 53 - Another Three Points - 1:14:37-1:15:08 54 - Who Here Wants a Harecut - 1:15:09-1:18:06 55 - Virus - 1:18:07-1:20:35 56 - The Battle for Fazbear's - 1:20:47-1:24:55 57 - We Thrive on Violence - 1:25:03-1:27:08 58 - Don't Wake the Baby - 1:27:12-1:29:28 59 - Ready to Retire - 1:29:33-1:31:29 60 - Extra Raisins - 1:31:43-1:33:06 61 - Afraid of the Dark - 1:33:07-1:34:18 62 - Baby I Loved You - 1:34:17-1:37:06 63 - Secret Scene - 1:37:06-1:37-44

*There is one sound cue, in the list as Track 20, that I cannot for the life of me figure where it's from. If anyone else knows, please let me know so I can keep from going insane trying to work it out.

[swiftsaltsweet]

The Hunt for Kyoshi: Chapter 6-Uninvited Guests

Characters: Rangi and Kyoshi (plus whoever appears in Rok)

Pairing: Rangshi

Summary:  

“What are we going to do?” She asked steely, still not looking up from the ground. She was ready to uphold her duty, or at least, what remained of it. “We need you to capture Kyoshi,” Jianzhu instructed. “Capture?” “Yes, we need to set an example of an Avatar murderer,” Jianzhu responded, oh so matter of factly again.

(Canon Divergent AU- “What if Rangi wasn’t there when Kyoshi ran away, and Rangi had to hunt her down?)

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A/N: I have up to chapter 13ish planned out…I think. I had event ideas in mind, but I didn’t know how they were going to solidify juuuust yet…..until now. Anyway, I think things are finally falling into place! Still not sure how many chapters total tho TT0TT) XD

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Rangi hopped off her ostrich horse, and bent down in the nearby grass. She ran her hand through the blades thoroughly, gathering as much of the object as she could, before pulling it out and looking at what she gathered.

Her fingers were laced with fluffy white strands of hair. Bison fur. She scowled, she must’ve just missed them, because it still felt warm. 

She balled her hand into a fist, and then slammed it into the ground with a small combustive force in frustration. Only using enough force to protect her hand from the earth but not hard enough to scare her steed away. 

She’d been traveling all night, and she was now on three nights of no sleep. This was usually the maximum limit she would push herself to, not that she was unable to go on for longer. However, the side effects of sleep deprivation tend to hit her hard around the three day mark, and it was usually more beneficial to rest than to keep pushing it. 

She inhaled sharply through her nose, and then made her way over to the ostrich horse, after rifling through some rucksacks she pulled out a map.

Youke Village. It was a pit stop village for travelers, it was located not far outside of Ba Sing Se, that would be her next stop. Best case scenario was that she got lucky and ran into Kyoshi. Worst case? Well, at least she’d get some rest. 

She put the map back into her main rucksack, and as she did she eyed Jianzhu’s seal. Maybe I should upgrade to an eel hound? They’re much faster. They were the second fastest animal in the world, only behind a sky bison. The issue was that they were very expensive, but Jianzhu had mentioned money wasn’t an issue, and it was why he gave her his seal. Thankfully, it should arrive fairly fast, considering she was near Ba Sing Se which had a local breeder. 

I’ll need to update him when I get to Youke. Jianzhu was probably anxious for an update, plus it’d be best to notify him of the hit his bank account was about to take. 

She mounted her steed and turned it northward towards Youke. 

“I’ll be honest, I thought you would’ve caught me by now,” a voice whispered teasingly into Rangi’s ear.

Rangi felt the hair on her neck stand up, and she whipped around, ready to throw a fireball in Kyoshi’s face. But there was nothing. Just her and her ostrich horse in some damned woods.

Rangi gasped a few deep breaths, and bit her swollen lip, fresh blood pooling into her mouth. Idiot! It’s just a hallucination! Nothing is here!

“Oh don’t say that, I’m always with you,” the hallucination purred next to her. Rangi whipped her arm out, sending a minor explosion the voice’s way. It spooked her steed, which caused it to gallop a few feet away. It clucked confused by the sudden attack, wondering if it needed to get ready to fight or flee. 

Breathing heavily, Rangi looked around, but there was still no one. She kicked her steed’s sides, commanding it to race down a northern path. 

“Why are you running from me?” It felt like the hallucination was behind her on her ostrich horse, her back leaning against Rangi’s. “You were just chasing after me so viciously, now you’re running away?”

“You aren’t here!” Rangi yelled into the dark forest, trying to disperse the hallucination. Not caring if she looked or sounded crazy. “The real Kyoshi is somewhere else! You aren’t real!”

“But I am,” it felt like the voice had turned, like it was gripping her shoulders from behind and talking directly into her ear. “I’ve been with you for nearly two years. You can’t get rid of me that easily, Rangi. Your duty be damned.”

Rangi clenched her teeth, trying her best to block the voice out. I need to get to the village. I need to get some rest before I lose it. 

She kept repeating the same two sentences, trying to drown out the persistent voice that followed her. 

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Rangi couldn’t get through the doors to her room fast enough. To onlookers, it probably looked like she was in a race with a dark spirit with how fast she moved. She might as well have been, the Kyoshi voice had remained persistent, but now it felt like other demeaning voices were joining in slowly but surely, just not as loud as Kyoshi’s. 

She approached the inn’s entrance counter, taking all her willpower not to stumble, and flashed Jianzhu’s seal. “I need a room, just for the night.”

The hostess was a petite woman dressed in upper middle class Earth Kingdom garb. She fanned herself with a high quality fan as she eyed the seal. After a moment, she folded up her fans and she took the seal from Rangi’s hand. “For how long?”

“Just the night,” Rangi repeated as evenly as she could. She was trying not to be impatient, but the Kyoshi hallucination was starting to manifest as wispy apparitions in the corner of her eyes. She was becoming more on edge the longer it took to find solace in sleep.

The hostess hummed, and took out a book and began writing down something or other. Very, very slowly. Rangi stood at attention, as stock still as she could manage. Attempting to lock her muscles in place, but they billowed and shuddered begging to relax. Just a little longer I just need to stay awake a little longer. 

The woman took the seal and lightly dabbed ink on it, before imprinting the book with it. “Aren’t you the same gal that was in Tu Zin the other day?”

Rangi furrowed her eyes, unsure why this woman wanted to know. “Why?”

“Just wondering, my sister sends me frequent letters via messenger hawk. She told me a pretty, but skittish, Fire Nation girl went to her stables to swap ostrich horses.” She unfolded her fan and fanned herself, but didn’t give Rangi the seal back. “And now here you are fitting that description. You’ve gone on quite the journey, it seems like you’re very far from home. Why’s that?”

Great, another nuisance to deal with. The woman just had to be talkative, she couldn’t just give Rangi the key to her room and let her sleep. But the woman still had the seal, she couldn’t blow up. 

Rangi pondered how to approach the situation. She’d already given Jianzhu’s seal, so the woman would know she’s connected to Jianzhu. Possibly even the Avatar. Even though Jianzhu had set up a cover of her going on vacation, her appearance and behavior would certainly not match that description. She’d need to lie, and make sure the lie was good enough to not incriminate nor interfere with Jianzhu. 

With how nosy this woman was, she could be linked to one of Jianzhu’s rivals. Or she could just be a chatty Auntie. Regardless, Rangi needed to be careful.

“My brother-in-law’s sister ran away from home, I’m attempting to fetch her. It’s a family emergency, you see.” The excuse she gave the drunk would work just fine. Jianzhu lied because he wanted to save face for his friend and her daughter’s family issues. Nothing out of the ordinary. 

“Aw, you could’ve just said you were trying to find your lost lover,” Kyoshi’s voice whispered into her ear teasingly, a phantom’s embrace spreading behind Rangi’s back and across her shoulders as the apparition hugged her from behind. “If you’re going to pretend, at least enjoy it a little.”

Rangi went ramrod straight, and kept her face as neutral as possible. It’s just your muscles spasming. It’s just your mind playing tricks on you. No one is there.

“Maybe it’s because she thought she didn’t have a chance with you?” a new, slightly deeper voice spoke. It sounded like it was coming from behind the hostess. The apparition hadn’t appeared yet, but it sounded like Yun. Rangi locked her jaw, ignoring how harsh the apparition’s words cut her, and tried her best to focus on the woman in front of her. 

The woman, however, cocked an eyebrow. “Your brother-in-law’s sister ran away?” She repeated. 

“Yes,” Rangi forced out. “Is something the matter?”

“No, no it’s just….” The woman trailed off and then fanned herself dramatically, causing Rangi’s eyebrow to twitch in annoyance. “Is that all?”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Oh, it’s just that, I was hoping for more! You Fire Nation lot are so quick and to the point, no embellishment! You don’t make great story tellers I tell you!”

Rangi could feel a vein in her head pulse as she clenched her jaw. Really? This woman was keeping Rangi from the sanctuary of a bed because she wanted gossip?! “My family business is none of your concern.” She said through gritted teeth.

Rangi folded her arms over the counter, both for support, and to see where the woman put the seal. She really couldn’t care less if she had to swipe her seal back and flee to Ba Sing Se for minor assault. At this rate, she figured she may be justified.

The woman fanned herself again, “Oh dear me! You are mistaken! I was just trying to see how I could help!”

Rangi’s irritation lessened just a little bit, the woman could be lying but if she was speaking the truth well….. There was no way for her to help a situation that didn’t exist. 

The woman pouted, “You see, I once had a brother-in-law who ran away once-”

Rangi’s forehead hit the counter as the woman droned on and on. It was official, Rangi was never going to escape the clutches of the gossiping Auntie from hell. 

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It was another grueling twenty minutes before the woman finally gave Rangi her seal back as well as a room key. Rangi booked it to the stables to finish unpacking her ostrich horse. Thankfully, she unpacked it in record time, wrote two letters (one in code to Jianzhu, and the other to a merchant), and sent the messenger hawks to the appropriate people. 

She put in a request for the inn attendants to wake her up at a certain time. She needed to check the town for signs of Kyoshi, and then head out as soon as possible to the next location if she had no leads.

When she got to her designated room, she practically ripped open the door and threw her belongings into the room haphazardly. Very unbecoming from someone in the Fire Nation military. 

She shut the door tight, then proceeded to quickly, but carefully, strip off her heirloom armor and placed it on a wall near her. She ignored the futon, it’d take too long to set up. She just settled herself down on the hard ground, not bothering to undo her hair. 

She looked over at the open window as she put one arm under her head. I should close tha-

She was unable to finish her thought before sleep took her.

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Rangi felt like a cat, basking in the warm sunlight coming through the open doors to her room. The doors lead out to a garden, and she could hear the creek rushing and animals making various sounds. She lazily rolled her head to the side then opened her eyes. Ah, I’m late. It looked like it was midday, but here she was still asleep. She would be reprimanded for that later. 

But uncharacteristically, she found she didn’t care. She was sleepy, warm, and in her comfy shift dress she liked to wear to bed. Plus she had a really nice pillow under her head. She nuzzled her cheek into the pillow and hummed contently.

“Did I wake you?” a voice whispered, followed by a soft, cool hand touching Rangi’s temple.

Rangi froze for a moment, her heart quickening and throat drying. After a few beats, she gathered the courage to look up. She was met with Kyoshi’s warm and tender gaze that was slightly creased with worry. She was dressed in her maid uniform, but her hair was undone and cascaded down and around her shoulders.

Oh, it’s a dream. Of course she’d be aware of what was going on, she couldn’t even escape into the sanctuary of her own dreams. Reality didn’t want to give her any sort of break it seemed. 

“No,” Rangi found herself rasping out, a lump forming in her throat. She only now realized the pillow her head was on was actually Kyoshi’s lap.

A small smile formed on Kyoshi’s lips as she traced the back of her right hand down Rangi’s temple, to her throat, and back up. Rangi couldn’t stop herself from leaning into the touch. 

“Don’t lie,” she chuckled softly. “You wanted me to sneak in here, but then here you are, already passed out. I thought there were things you wanted to do.” She bore a teasing smile as she said the last part.

OH. Rangi felt her heart quicken and eyes widened, and suddenly became very self-conscious how much leg her night dress might’ve been showing. It was one of those dreams. 

The ones Rangi craved and prayed for every night, only to wake up guilt ridden the next day. It was a pain she was happy to repeat and subject herself to, given if the fates or spirits allowed it. 

But this was different from the ones of the past two years, this was…..excruciating. It was evident from earlier her own brain was torturing her, but this was too far. This was down right malicious.

Because, even though Rangi knew it was wrong on so many levels now…… Even though she knew it went against her honor and duty. Even though it would be akin to spitting on Yun’s grave and memory. 

Rangi knew deep down she didn’t have the strength to refuse. 

“You can’t get rid of me that easily, Rangi. Your duty be damned,” the hallucination’s words from earlier echoed deep in Rangi’s skull. 

I know. She knew all too well, but the war raged inside her all the same.

She reached her left hand up and brushed a finger across Kyoshi’s cheek. “I’m sorry,” she murmured softly, tears welling up in her eyes. She meant it too, to so many people, real and fake. Alive and dead. Each transgression she made shattered her a little more inside, but her heart just wouldn’t stop making them.

Kyoshi took Rangi’s hand, entwined their fingers together, and cupped it to her cheek. Her worried look returned, “Wha-why are you sorry? Why are you crying?” She looked like she wanted to take Rangi’s pain away. Back then, that would’ve been true. She probably could’ve done it, before all this happened. 

Rangi closed her eyes, letting the tears stream down her cheeks. She could only respond with familiar sharp breaths, breaths she only made when she cried. 

Because I want this to be real! I don’t want to leave!

Kyoshi shifted Rangi’s hand, moving her face into it, and kissed her palm. Then responded as if she read Rangi’s mind, “Rangi, I won’t ever leave you.” 

Still sobbing, Rangi opened her eyes and looked at Kyoshi's beautifully freckled face.

I know, and that’s what scares me the most.

Rangi put weight onto her free forearm, and lifted her face up closer to Kyoshi. As she did, she stole her other hand back from Kyoshi, and then awkwardly grabbed the lapel of Kyoshi’s servant kimono and pulled her down. Kyoshi instantly responded by bending forward, tenderly cupping Rangi’s face with her hands.

Rangi closed her eyes in anticipation, ready to damn herself.

“Kyoshi,” she whispered just as she felt Kyoshi’s lips graze hers, and then fully encompassed them in an upside down kiss. Rangi let herself dip her toes into temptation and bliss, until she felt a painful blunt object skewer her in the left side. Kyoshi’s lips now muffling Rangi’s scream.

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Rangi gasped for air as she rolled onto her right side, clutching at her left side to feel at the wound. No moisture. So she hadn’t been stabbed. She quickly scrambled to her knees, trying to get her barring on her surroundings.

She was at the inn, in her room, it was dark out. The window was open. Damnit, I should’ve closed it! Moonlight was peaking through, and illuminated a good portion of the room.

A shuffling sound came from behind, and she whipped her head around her room. A leg pulled itself back into the shadow, away from where the moonlight was. Got you!

She quickly formed a torch in her hand to see who the intruder was before she determined how to strike.

They wore black, and were holding onto armfuls of scrolls. So many scrolls, they even had them stuffed into parts of their clothing, breaking some of the fancier scroll’s wooden holdings. She moved the torch upward, to see the face. They had their head covered with a hood, and a black mask over their mouth. But their wide, storm-gray eyes were very familiar to Rangi.

Oh! Was all Rangi could form in her mind. It was Kyoshi, she had snuck into Rangi’s room. And it wasn’t a dream.

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A/N: Well hey Rangi! Look at that! Your dream came true! ….kinda…. She may have short circuited tbh. u_u

I wonder what’s going to drive Rangi more insane first, the sleep deprived hallucinations, or chatty people. I’m thinking the latter. 

Anyway, Youke is apparently Chinese for “traveler,” yeah I know I was really digging deep for that name. 8U

[menheraamen]

heh. uh. uh. uh. hwhered u get that. i love ymy fictional wife thing in ur. in ur pinned. do u have the rtepmmplate for it i wanna make one. hah. i mean what who said htat.

NOT WHO YOU THINKI AM TRUST ME YOU DO NOT KNOW ME YOU DONT YOUVE NEVE EVEN MET ME CACTUALYLL. u definitely do not know me at all. because if u did and youk new my secret. well. heh.

runs away. throws up. dies.

IT WAS FROM A POST riliane can't find the original but.

Also I know who you are.

[optimistredsox]

13 July, KC @ BOS, 0-5, win

That's better. In fact, that was one of the most fun games of the year. That was due, in no small part, to Youk and Pap joining OB in the booth. They were so much fun to listen to. Pap is basically every bit the person you think he's going to be. Yeah, we didn't walk a lot and struck out quite a bit but I really can't complain. We beat a playoff rival, prevented the possibility of a sweep and introduced the possibility of a series win, we beat one of the best pitchers in all of baseball at the moment and there was some great baseball played. Played by us at least. Which is what I want to see, to be honest. Also, it was an afternoon game so I got to watch it live without staying up until three in the morning. So, what I am trying to say, is that there were a lot of bright sides.

Kutter Crawford (still his real name) attacked the strike zone again (85% strikes!!!) and threw a peach of a game. He went 7+ (didn't last an out in the eighth but I forgive him) and gave up 2 (should've been three but the umps called what should've been a hit an error) hits, one walk and struck out six. The fielding was strong behind him, too (that error call was bullshit) and they kept it clean. 85% strikes, man. That is awesome.

Zack Kelly had a bit of a hiccup in the ninth but kept the board clean, inheriting a runner and no outs in the eighth and locking shit down, immediately getting a double play and saving the day.

Dom Smith is playing great first base. I feel it is important to mention that. I know I have before, but as he's a veteran among a young and athletic crew, he needs to get the credit he deserves. He fielded brilliantly, making a grab on an amazing but slightly off-target throw from Raffy (Raffy's grab was amazing, and a lesser third baseman making that grab would've just settled for preventing extra bases) and keeping his foot on the bag in full extension to get the out. He also came up big at the plate. He went 2-for-4 with a run scored and 2 RBIs on a big hit in the bottom of the third that gave the Sox the breathing room they need. He played great today.

Raffy went two-for-four as well, with a ridiculous dinger off the top of the barrel of the bat that I don't even think he realised it was a homer at first. I don't think any of us did. As he passed Jason Varitek on the list of career homers with the Red Sox, it was Varitek that put the homer medal on Raffy's neck when he got back to the dugout, which was really cool. Also he played third base great (unjustly charged with an error on what should've been a hit) and his first hit of the game was one of the few that went into left field. A very small dip (not a slump) seemed a distant memory by the end of the game.

Jarren Duran went 2-for-4 with a ridiculous bunt straight to the pitcher that he turned into a single by being fast as fuck. He also then was thrown out trying to steal second just after that but it was still impressive.

Reese McGuire also bunted successfully, caught a good game, knocked in the first run of the game and went 2-for-4.

Masa Yoshida got a hit and scored a run.

Wilyer Abreu, still trying a bit too hard at the plate, managed to go 1-for-4 with a RBI and a run scored anyway.

Ceddanne Rafaela went 0fer but played great short again, including making a leaping grab above second to make a remarkable out. He's distilling into one hell of a player. Not his best plate day though.

We won that game and it felt good.

We're back in sole possession of the third wild card spot.

We can win this fucking series and go to the All Star game feeling totally fucking awesome. Let's fucking go.

[ashenhallow]

youk now what nobone everyy told mde inbeignign drunk school? how NICE it feels to just move aropind seriously it's so much fun to just MKAE MOVEMTNS FOR THE FUN OF IT yall are evither hiding ut fromm me or dont know what YOURE MISSING

[imagineanime2022]

Curry Rice

Chuya Nakahara X Fem!Reader Osamu Dazai (Platonic) X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 711

Requested: Anon

Request: Original Request

Oda’s birthday was coming up, you knew that he liked Curry Rice and decided that you could try cooking it for him but as it turned out you could only cook cup noodles and Dazai literally created poison whenever he was near a cooking apparatus of any kind.

That was why you were standing next to Dazai who was about to get Chuya to help you “youk one I don’t think anyone can cook Curry Rice we should just give up.” Dazai said overly loudly. “What are you cooking that for?” He asked, “You could just buy it.” “No, it was supposed to be for someone’s birthday, we can't just buy it.” You muttered. “If you're telling us to buy it then that must mean that you can’t cook it either.” Dazai said with a smirk on his face. “Yes I can, doesn't mean that I have to show you.” Chuya muttered. “So you can’t do it.” Dazai teased. “I know what you're doing but you're not coming to my house to cook.” Chuya argued. “We can all go to my place.” You suggested. “Fine, I’ll teach you.” Chuya muttered.

Later that day, you all went back to your apartment, which looked a little bit like it came out of a horror movie, the first thing to draw Chuya’s attention was the shrine you had for Mori, in the bedroom, that could be seen from any part of the house. “That’s creepy.” Chuya muttered. “I’m just dedicated to the cause.” You shrugged with a smile on your face and Chuya rolled his eyes as he walked into the kitchen to see if you had everything that you needed. “You don’t have everything that you need.” He said as he wrote a list of things that you needed. “Someone needs to go and get this stuff.” “I’ll go, you guys wait here.” You told them as you took the list and headed off to the shop. “Have you ever been here before?” Chuya asked as he looked at Dazai who was leaning against the kitchen counter. “Just to hang out and play games, why?” He asked, he watched as Chuya's face changed and he smiled as he recognised a look of jealousy. “You have weird taste in women, you know.” “Yeah like yours is any better.” Chuya glared at him, before they could launch into a full argument they heard the door open and you walked back in with the ingredients, Chuya looked over what you bought, two of the ingredients were wrong but he could still work with them so he didn’t bother saying anything about it. “You two need to help.” “I’m only here to taste.” Dazai said and you looked at him, he put his hand out to signal playing rock, paper, scissors to see who would help Chuya. You lost and so you washed your hands and stepped forward to help. The cooking was going well, you were less chaotic when you were with Chuya but the trouble came when you Chuya reached for a pot, though he was too short to succeed you grabbed it for him instead. “Thank you.” He said with a blush. “Chuya your cheeks are red, are you okay? Are you blushing?” Dazai teased. “Shut up Dazai.” Chuya glared at him as they started throwing insults back and forth. “You two are like an old married couple.” You said. “I’d marry Chuya if it meant that I never had to do house work ever again, he’s the perfect housewife.” Dazai smirked. “Like I’d ever marry you.” Chuya argued as you just giggled at them.

You were just about finished with the curry rice when Dazai leaned over and added something, before either of you could ask what he was doing there was a loud explosion and when the smoke cleared the kitchen was completely destroyed and most of the apartment was smoke damaged as well. You fell to the floor dramatically as you looked at your ruined shrine. “My shrine!” You cried. “Shouldn’t you be worried about paying for damages?” Chuya asked, you just cried harder as Dazai patted you on the shoulder. “I can’t believe he ruined your apartment.” He sighed. “What!?” Chuya asked as they started arguing again over your crying.

Request Here!!

[meangirlcoded]

thank you @babyrooster a thousand kisses to you

rules: tag 10 (or less) people you want to get to know better  

relationship status: aggressively single and unable to realize when someone’s flirting with me unless they’re literally saying i am flirting with youTM favorite colors: pink, teal, green, and blue song tuck in my head: that’s the way everyday goes, everytime we have no control, if the sky is pink and white, if the ground is black and yellow three favorite foods: ox tails (only my mom can make them properly), jae youk bokeum with an egg, plain bagel lox cream cheese (only from one bagel place in jersey) last song I listened to: incredibles theme song dream trip: i want to go to indonesia so i can pet an elephant. i don’t care where really i just want to see an elephant up close last thing(s) I googled: an influencers LTK tagging: @gothko @gay-flyboys @omgitsorion @memequeme @holypowell @enthyrea @slowwshoww

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[t4tdestiel]

Im just aebsina . A lesbian. Bela TALBOT. Youk know . I'm a dyke

[witch-cow-stuff]

Just Sometimes

Sometimes i wanna be a wirter. Just creating things out of wierd dreams an fantasy i have floding my mind.

Smetimes i wanna be someone famous that people look up to.

Sometimes i just wanna be nobody to everybody just something small sitting in the background of people minds.

Sometimes i think that everything i do is wong and nobody tells me just to see me fall.

So how does life work, how do we say no to stuff that we heard every day of our life.

How can we go our own way without support from other.

And why can´t we give the right support to everybody how needs it.

Why is the pressure still so high even when they say they underdstand,

How can you be on the edge of bursting into tears but still akt like youk know what comes next.

Next in Life, in the next year,month, hour even secends of a life you cant imation.

just how ???

maybe someday

[optimistredsox]

9 June, BOS @ NYY, 3-2, Win

This is going to come as a shock to all of you readers out there, but I fucking love beating the Yankees in the Bronx. There’s nothing quite like it in the universe (though I’m hoping the start Betelgeuse goes supernova in my lifetime, because in terms of cool unique things in the universe, a visible supernova, though nothing to do with baseball, would be amazing to witness... if it were to happen and coincide with the Sox kicking the shit out of the Yankees in the Bronx, all the better). For it to come in the first game of a series that follows a string of incredibly “meh” series from the Sox is that much better. There were some oddities - Masa Yoshida didn’t have a hit and neither did Adam Duvall on his first game back from the IL (that o-fer night dropped his average to .417 and OPS to 1.432... LOL). Did we make an error? Yes (A rare Connor Wong error). One of those Yankees runs was unearned. Our fielding isn’t the greatest in the world, tbh. Which makes me sad. I miss 2010, with Pedey at 2nd before he broke his foot, Youk at first and the mighty Adrian Beltre at third. We didn’t have a whole bunch of errors that summer. But that was thirteen years ago and while I like a reminisce as much as the next guy, it doesn’t really lend itself to, you know, moving forward. Let’s focus on the now. And right now I like to feel I totally called Raffy’s dinger last night in that I said he was due, and almost as though he heard me, he totally hit a dinger in the sixth. But I’m getting ahead of myself. There are plenty of bright sides and though I am chuffed I predicted Raffy hitting a dinger sometime in the near future, it’s not really the point of all of us being here.

Whitlock had a solid start. He scattered 7 hits over six and a third, struck out six and walked one. He gave up a dinger. It happens. And another run scored on his watch but it wasn’t his fault (and the other run was technically under Pivetta’s watch but because the runner was Whitlock’s... nevermind, you folks understand how baseball works). It wasn’t a groundbreaking start but it was solid and to be honest, I want all the solid starts I can get.

The bullpen allowed one inherited runner to score but that was it. Jansen allowed two hits, giving Red Sox fans all over the world aneurysms, but he didn’t let it get to him and got the save. 

Raffy Devers went two for four with a dinger and two runs scored. Really hope this is the beginning of him doing this shit all the time like we all know he’s capable of.

Kiké Hernandez, dropped to ninth in the lineup, hit a dinger that turned out to be the game winner. Thanks Kiké. And thank you for keeping frosted tips alive. You don’t get enough credit for that.

Tristan Casas went 2-for-3 and knocked in the only non-dinger run the Sox had last night. His average continues to creep upwards. 

Dugie had a couple of hits as did Justin Turner.

We won!

We beat the Yankees when we did that winning!

We no longer have a losing record!

The Rays and Toronto both lost too!

This is as good a time as any to begin the climb out of the cellar!