#can't wait to see the island animated it's going to look so good i just know it

[zbdragons]

So this week's episode definitely render this meme obsolete

It already wasn't entirely accurate for manga readers but now even anime onlys cannot really use it anymore... This is the end of an era

[kaivenom]

Hi :) could you please do some benn beckman headcanons (nsfw and sfw) that man is too overlooked 😔

Dating Benn Beckman would include...

A/N: this IS the first time i write for this man so i hope i did It right. NSFW under the cut

Masterlist

SFW

Like the rest of his crew, he is a womanizer and likes drinking and parties but he is the calm one among that storm of people.

He prefers to be a little distanced from all the noise that his mates are doing, just like you, and that's what make you two coincide that night.

He was trying to light Up his cigarrette, failling, and you offered your lighter. Of course you've been observing this fine men for a couple of minutes but this was the time that he noticed you.

That led to a nice and fine conversation until the sunset (which is a lot), and then his crew mates went out and took him with them.

"I hope we meet again lady." He simply said with a grin while his captain pinched his ear.

From that day, he was thinking about you, it's difficult for him to have such a nice, calm and genuine conversation like he had with you.

So, he tried to subtly convince Shanks to come back to the island, once, and then twice and third times....

Not that the crew were annoyed at him, they loved the party, so they accepted everytime and everytime he spent all night outside the club with you.

He didn't quite realize he liked you, he just thought that you were the best company he has and since you aren't from the crew, he just has to get to your island... But nobody takes that way if it's not because It likes someone.

You on the other hand, liked him and your know It but you were waiting for him to ask you out or something because he is the one with the difficulties.

But he went oblivious for several months, the moment when he realized that he liked you was the most innapropiate moment.

Shanks invited everyone to a brothel and of course he won't say no to his captains orders, but when he was with the hooker, he couldn't stop thinking about you....wishing It was you, moaning like a teenager just at the thought of you, wanting you to be there and be real, to say "I love you" to him.

He didn't even finished and ordered the girl to go out, he sat on the bed, naked and with an existencial crisis. He did in fact imagined that type of situation with you but he thought It was his usual men thought of fucking every one but seeing It so vividly and wanting It so badly WITH YOU, not anyone else but you.

He sat there the whole night, remembering all the times he was with you and seeing that scenes with a different point of view now.

That morning he said to Shanks that he needed to go to the island, Shanks simply said "Finally". It's clear that everyone but Benn noticed the truth.

You were on your house and this big appeared with a sweaty look, flowers, chocolate, a card and a plushie of you favourite animal... Like he has been running for the last hour getting all that stuff.

"I am not too late, right?"

"Late for what?"

"For you." And he left everything on the entrance and kiss you.

Now you are offically dating which means you now have to get along with the crew and that makes him jelaous, cause he is, a lot (he says that he is a man and know what men thought when they see a pretty girl, and you are one of those).

He is also a really oblivious men at the emotional side, he hada rough time starting to understand your mood and your subtle messages but he compensates It with his memory for special dates and good gifts (cause he showers you in them).

You are sometimes insecure of him being a pirate and experienced men and you just being you, but he says that that thoughts are stupid and that he loves you no Matter what.

Temple and forehead kisses almost everytime, kissing you in the mouth IS something private cause he can't keep It pg, if he tastes your mouth he becomes an animal.

The type of men that obliges you to sit on his lap on social events.

You somehow becomes the mom and dad of the crew, and they joke about that a lot.

He has had a lot of relationships previously but nothing serious, so he is a little insecure about doing things well, so he tries to put all his efforts for you to see that he loves you.

At some point he wants to live with you and maybe form a family and two things can happen, he leaves the Red haired pirates (difficult but if he is really sure he can do It) or you join the crew (which IS more likely).

This can sound crazy but i just picture you both on one of the crew's parties but you two are laying far from the people, on a corner. And you are lazily sat on his lap, chatting and drinking and he just starts smoking and at some point he takes your mouth and pushed the smoke into your mouth... Probably with weed and not tabaco.

Less to say, his lips are sweet cause he tries to always eat gum before you both kiss (especially if you dont like tabaco)

NSFW

He is experienced, a lot, so you are always on a rollercoaster of orgasms.

That sometimes makes you insecure but he is such a calming pressence and has a special, really sexy, way to explain things that justs turns you on and relaxs you.

The first time he almost looked like he was afraid to hurt, like his mind was somewhere else and you were a little worried about It but he was reliving the moment at the brothel and was trying to recompose himself cause you are not a hook Up you are his dreamed one, he wants to love you and to make you feel loved, to treat you with love not lust.

You kissed him slowly and he Finally started to do something. Your first time was filled with love and pure adoration.

But then you started to feel like he was repressing himself and of course you aproached him, and he explained everything and you understand It obviously but you wanted him to be more rude with you so you make sure to make him saw that.

"If you love me so much, fuck me like you mean It"

And with that, with that confirmation, he transformed into a beast. Daddy/sir kink, a little choke play, biting, a little bondage, doggystle, creampie and even anal.

You loved every minute of It, how he grabbed your hair and pulled you to meet his chest while he groaned on your ear and slamed his hips onto yours with a slap, how he cums inside you and pushes his sperm back into your cunt if it's driping.

Once he got the aproval expect a lot of that, cause he is a little kinky bastard and even loving you the most, he also loves the idea of having you under him whimpering and squirming, asking for his cock.

One of the things he likes the most is having contact with you, so his hands are everywhere on your body, pressing and squeezing, roaming all over your body.

When he is lazy or tired or even a little mean, he lets you ride him. He is still on charge and you know It but you love to be on top... The way his eyes look at you with adoration, how he helps you sink on his cock, how he sucks your tits with every thrust.

Speaking of sucking, he really likes to eat your pussy like a starved men but he loves when you suck his cock, it's like his stress reliever, he just lays there and all his problems go away.

Aftercare Its really important to him, specially if you two have been on a specially rough sex session. He never had to worry about these things but now he has to hold someone, he has to cuddle after.... And he is grateful for that.

[zvtara-was-never-canon]

What do you think of people saying “Kataang had a downward spiral in book 3.”?

I saw that video called “get in losers we’re stanning zutara.”that claimed that, along with many other people who are anti Kataang.

"The people who ship the two characters that barely interacted the entire show and hated each other for 90% of it think Kataang not always agreeing means the ship is having a downwards spiral" And? Why should we care?

I genuinely don't see how anyone could think book 3 Kataang was bad. Literally my one criticism of it is the forced Ember Island drama that so clearly only existed because of that stupid rule of "Main couple can't get together until the last second of the last episode". There were so many sweet, meaningful and even ICONIC moments happen that season.

Aang staring at Katara in awe when he learns that she literally brought him back from the dead. Katara making it very clear through her talk with Hakoda that she doesn't WANT to separated from the people she loves (bringing closure to Aang's Guru conflict).

THE HEADBAND DANCE AFTER KATARA IS JEALOUS THAT AANG IS GETTING SO MUCH ATTENTION FROM OTHER GIRLS!!!!!!

Aang immediately crushing on the Painted Lady and helping Katara blow up a factory. "You're my forever girl." The kiss before the invasion and Katara cuddling up with him after it. Katara trusting Aang's instincts when he says he wants Zuko to teach him firebending but it only happening after she gave him the greenlight because her opinion is everything to him.

KATARA THREATENING TO MURDER ZUKO IF HE EVER HURTS AANG AGAIN!!!

Aang letting Katara take Appa, one of the last connections he has with his pacifist culture, on a mission to kill someone (which he fundamentally disagrees with) simply because she needs to go on that journey and he KNOWS Katara will eventually realize, on her own, that she's not killer. Katara explicitly telling Aang that she doesn't think of him as a little brother she has to take care of.

KATARA CHOOSING TO KISS AANG AND BE HIS GIRLFRIEND IN A SCENE DELIBERATELY ANIMATED TO LOOK LIKE A COUPLE KISSING AT THEIR WEDDING!!!!!!

If that's a downward spiral, what does a winning-streak look like? Them still being together in every other post-show material that came out through the years, and being confirmed to have spent decades married, and having kids and grandkids?

Oh wait, they did that too, my bad.

Seriously, even before I grew to like Kataang as a ship, I would have been OVERJOYED if some of my non-canon and/or non-endgame ships in literally ANYTHING got even HALF the good moments Kataang had in book 3. Downwards spiral my ass, motherfuckers are just jealous.

[honeyjars-sims]

Part 2 1.01 A Big Splash

It's a typical Saturday morning, and as usual, I slept in. As hard as it is to drag myself out of bed, I know I have things to do today, so into the shower I go.

While I'm getting ready, I can't help but reflect on my recent birthday. It's hard to believe how much has happened over my lifetime, or even just in the past 10 years. In a lot of ways, I still feel like that same kid who thought he knew everything but had so much to learn. If I could go back and tell him what was about to happen in his life, I don't think he'd believe me. Sometimes, I still don’t believe it.

As I head downstairs, I hear the familiar sound of Paul stirring something in a bowl and briefly wonder what he's making before chuckling to myself. I already know it's pancakes. It's always pancakes, but I can't complain about the predictability when I know they're going to be delicious. 

I make it downstairs and the girls are so busy helping that they don't even notice I've come down.

Well, Rachel is helping, at least. She has her own bowl and is standing on the footstool at the island stirring away. Chelsea, however, can't be trusted with anything that we plan to eat unless I'm there to supervise. Otherwise we run the risk of having a secret ingredient–toddler slobber or animal hair or whatever else has ended up on her grubby little hands. 

I sneak up behind her and give her a little tickle. She turns around. “Dada!” she squeals, as I scoop her up and give her a squeeze.

“Good morning, my loves,” I say.

“Dada, we’re making pancakes!” Rachel tells me, as though I should be surprised by this revelation. 

“I see that. I can’t wait to try them.” 

“What are you in the mood for this morning?” Paul asks me. “We’re out of bananas, but we have plenty of blueberries and strawberries.”

I come up behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist. “I'm in the mood for some of this,” I say, and he turns his head to meet my lips.

 “Lucky for you, there’s always plenty of that.”

Rachel and Paul finish the pancakes and we all scarf them down. It’s times like this when I wish we had more space. There’s not enough room for a dining table in our townhouse.

Chelsea insists she doesn’t need a high chair but can’t reach the barstools, so she ends up having most of her meals on the couch. Which is why the pillows smell like maple syrup and feel sticky.

Once we’ve finished breakfast, Rachel has a request. “Can we go to the splash pad? Please?

“Yeah, Dada, pwease?” Chelsea echoes. How can I say no to that?

The splash pad isn’t far but we have to drive, which means packing up everything we need and getting the kids secured in their seats. And of course, they want our dog Tucker to come with us.

Once we arrive, though, it’s worth all the effort. The girls love splashing around in the water...and yeah, so do Paul and I. 

“This was a good idea,” I tell Paul once we take a little break from the water.

“Yeah, it’s a beautiful day. We should do this more often, especially now that Chelsea’s getting older.”

“True, it’s a lot easier going out now that she’s not a baby anymore. Although…”

Paul sighs. “John,” he warns. He knows exactly what I’m hinting at.

“I’m just saying, she’s getting so big. I miss having a baby around.”

“So do I, but it would be much harder to have days like this with a newborn. Besides, we barely have space in the house for the four of us.”

“Exactly. We’re already outgrowing the house, so we might as well upgrade to something bigger and fill it with more babies.”

I gesture over to a lot across from the splash pad. “Look how close the Hopewell Commons expansion is. They have bigger units there. If we lived there we could just walk to the splash pad. Imagine how much the kids would love that.”

“Well, there has to be a unit available first,” Paul points out. “But I suppose we can let Gail and Ellie know we’re interested so they can let us know when something opens up.”

“Cool. So baby time?”

“I’m not saying no, but can we think about it a little more?”

“Yeah sure,” I agree. Sometimes Paul’s need to consider every possible angle before making a decision can be a bit frustrating, but I have to admit it’s helpful to have someone to reel me in sometimes. It’s a nice balance–a little chaotic, a little structured, and a lot of fun. 

Once again my thoughts turn to the past. Paul and I have been together for almost 10 years now. When I turned 20, I had no idea that my roommate would end up being my husband. That was certainly a year of discovery for me. And with a new home and a new baby possibly on the horizon, year 30 is shaping up to be quite an adventure as well. 

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[nevieatiny]

Loveleaf Town

Seonghwa x reader

Summary: You thought playing animal crossing with your boyfriend would be a cute experience, however you forgot that is Park SeongHwa who we're talking about, a maniac who will never let you hear the end of it after finding out about your little secret

Word count: 1,148

Genre: Pure fluff

author's note: Hi, for those who are not that familiar with animal crossing, a treasure island is a completely flat island that is filled with dropped items that you can take for free, you can only access this type of islands if you have a nintendo online subscription so some people consider this "cheating"

btw, if you play animal crossing let's be friends and visit each others island <3

Mi nintendo friend code is: SW-6709-7599-7760

and the dream address of my island is : DA-3239-5826-9743

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"why would you put a tree in there" he watched the screen while eating a bag of pop corn and putting his long legs on top of you

"park seonghwa i swear to god, if you keep questioning my design decisions i'll break up with you" at this point he just stared at you while furrowing his brows "you cannot take constructive criticism for sure" this time you pinched the skin of his leg between your fingers, only getting a high pitched yelp in response "i don't go to your ugly island to tell you what to do" "hey, what do you mean ugly?!"

and that's how your live has been lately after finally buying your own nintendo switch, yeah maybe he insisted a little, but after playing animal crossing on your boyfriend's console for a while you got exited to have your own island (and maybe making him cry on mario kart) but Park Seonghwa took this game way too seriously, his island had a perfectly symmetrical street, post lamps perfectly placed, he even had a mini mart and all the colors of the island combined perfectly, on the other hand your island was not as planned as his, some streets ended in weird ways, all the houses were decorated with different colors because for you it had to match with the villagers personality, there were flowers of different colors everywhere and blank spaces due to your lack of planning skills, but you were happy with your little island.

Now, on the other side "i'm just trying to help you, just look, that space is empty, you could make a little pound in there" "it's going to be an arcade" you couldn't see his face because if you did you will smack him for sure this time, but you could imagine due to the groan he let out "y/n, it's like a 4x4 space, how are you gonna fit an arcade in there?" "i'll figure out"

you managed to make him quiet for a few minutes after asking him to bring you a bowl of pop corn as well, he silently watched you re-decorate your room for a while, that's something he usually did, just watched you play as if it was the most fascinating thing on the world, you thought it was cute, after you purchased the game he insisted on connecting it to the tv so he could watch you play for the first time, and ever since that moment he would just seat with you on the couch to play, sometimes he would bring his own console to visit each other's islands or just to play together, you both agreed to just play animal crossing to be on good terms after you almost ripped each others heads playing overcooked the first time, if you thought that Gordon Ramsay was bad, you should meet chef Park Seonghwa.

"wait a minute" oh no, here it comes " that's a seasonal item, how do you have that?" you knew this moment would come sooner o later, maybe you should've tried to be a little bit more modest with your decorations "... are you cheating?" you dropped the controller on the couch while trying to reach his hand "i can explain" he just moved the bowl out of his way, moving his hand away from yours "no, save it, i can't even look at you right now" and after that he stood up, his head hanging low while heading to the bed room "seonghwa wait " you grabbed his arm, forcing him to face you, but he just avoided your gaze, you love this man but sometimes he took situations to a whole new level of drama "no, you're disgusting, i don't want to see you". this time he covered his face with his free hand fake crying "ok, that was too much" "was it?, im sorry love" immediately after that he gave you a soft kiss while grabbing your free hand "but you're still a cheater tho" you rolled your eyes after hearing that, letting your head hang backwards as a child would do while being scolded "hey don't roll your eyes at me" carefully he grabbed your chin to face him "it's just that i don't want to wait for the store items to change every day, i wanted to have cute things" "yes love, but that's part of the game, building your island little by little" this man and his stupid rules " that's boring tho" "don't ever say that again or I will break up with you"

After convincing him of how treasure islands were just a complement of your hard work (and agreeing to wash the dishes after dinner) he asked you on a "date" on his island, grabbing his own console he sat beside you again all giggly and happy "wait, you're not gonna wear that to our date right?" Park seonghwa you're lucky you're handsome and great in bed "what's wrong with my outfit?" you asked, looking at him directly and tilting your head to the side "it's just... y/n you're wearing socks with slippers and a pink safety glasses" yeah maybe it wasn't the most flattering but in your defense you were wearing comfortable clothes to be on your island "please go and change before coming to my island" "ahhh, ok, but i though you would love me no matter how i look" after he picked an outfit for you himself and making a few remarks of how cute your clothes was because it was all "stolen" from a treasure island, you returned to the airport to finally visit him.

He first gave you a tour (again) of his island, showing you the new outside cinema he builded after the last time you payed him a visit, he constantly had to ask you to follow him to show you around because you kept running away, once he got you to sit at the cafe he so well decorated he started to pretend to be a barista to make you a drink, this man was just a little girl playing with barbies a this point "i have a gift for you" you said while dropping an item to the floor " thanks love, i love this flowers, specially because i saw you taking it from my garden" even after that he changed to equip the flower and put it in his hair "ok, this is the real gift" your rolled your eyes, dropping the construction set, when you saw it you immediately thought of your boyfriend "it's not a Lego set, but it kinda looks like one" he seemed genuinely happy with his little gift "awww, thanks love, I feel like when thieves steal jewelry for their girlfriends" "Give it back" he just laughed, kissing the top or your head "actually, i want to build a Lego room so... how do treasure islands work?"

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UPTADE

Hi! thank you for all the love and support, currently i'm working on the next chapter of "Chasing shadows in water" but i've been having ideas here and there for short scenarios like this one in the meantime, believe it or not this man is not my main bias hahahahah

But anyways thank you for all the love you gave to "Mrs. Park?" and i'll continue to write to give you something to read and entertain yourself as i do while reading the work of other authors on this platform.

[rockethorse]

My scheduled bi-yearly rant about the absolute state of Sims money-gouging

Not to moan about everything all the time and at the end of the day I do enjoy parts of TS4, but I remember when TS3 came out I felt like many of those packs were a rip-off. TS3 Seasons in particular I considered a money-grab and that those features should have been rolled into the base game, since the only reason they weren't a part of TS2's basegame was for technical limitations. I cannot believe that I now look at the TS3 expansion packs and consider them good value.

There was no reason for Seasons to have been an expansion pack in TS4. The only reason "weather" was locked behind DLC is because 1) they were taking advantage of a precedence set when there actually were significant barriers to implementing weather, and 2) they know players will pay money for it because unsurprisingly having weather in a LIFE SIMULATOR completely changes the feel and play of the game.

I can't believe how blatant TS4 is about it. TS1 Unleashed introduced cats, dogs, and small animals. TS2 Pets expanded the customisation features and introduced big dogs. TS3 Pets continued all of that and introduced horses, a completely baller move I really respect. What did TS4 Pets include? Well, you see, there was no TS4 Pets, because they understood that carried a certain expectation about quality and building on previous installments. So that's why you can buy TS4 Cats and Dogs for cats and dogs, TS4 My First Pet Stuff for womrats, and then TS4 Horse Ranch for horses. They took the contents of one legacy pack and split it into three separate packs.

I just can't believe that I'm retroactively looking back on post-EA Sims 2 EPs and TS3 EPs and thinking "wow you actually got a lot of value for money". I remember thinking it was ridiculous and lazy how little CAS content you got with new EPs in TS3 - because they wanted you to buy store content - but I never thought they would do the same thing with gameplay. Sure, you were lucky to get a couple of hairstyles and a new shirt with World Adventures, but that's because they were focusing so hard on giving you three new worlds with completely different music and languages and foods and local myths & legends and tombs and money-making avenues like nectar and jewels etc. There is no equivalent to Vacation, Bon Voyage, or World Adventures for TS4. To get the same experience as just one of those packs, you'd have to buy like... Snowy Escape (AU$49.95), Jungle Adventure (AU$29.95), Outdoor Retreat (AU$29.95), and Island Living (AU$49.95).

I frequently see this being defended as TS4 taking inspiration from/"returning to" the simplicity of TS1, but not only is that kind of a terrible justification, since games should evolve as they grow, but it's not even true. TS1 Expansion Packs were often more streamlined compared to TS2 or TS3 which were more (if you'll pardon the expression) expansive, but that didn't mean the content wasn't there. TS2 BV and TS3 WA both offer three separate travel destinations, while TS1 Vacation only had Vacation Island, true. But that was just for player convenience. There were three distinct areas within that island that provided very different experiences, and TS4 basically split those areas up into separate expansion packs and made you pay for all of them separately. And because of that, the core gameplay that tied the original packs together often gets lost. If I'm not mistaken, there aren't hotels in TS4? If you want to "go on holiday", you have to rent out an entire house. I can't wait for them to introduce hotels and hotels alone in The Sims 4: Checking In (AU$59.95).

I know I'm beating a dead The Sims 4 Horse Ranch Expansion Pack (AU$59.95) by saying all of this. "TS4 is money-hungry and is charging more for less content!" is common knowledge at this point, but oh my God, it's so blatant. And there's no reason for it!! None!!! The only way forward would be if TS4 players all just agreed to stop paying any money for expansion packs but it's maddening how that just won't happen and people will continue to let themselves be taken advantage of. The people I'm most sad for are the people who actually like working on The Sims and who have so much creativity in them that gets squeezed to death by EA. There's literally no reason why they can't just be allowed to cram as much content as they can finish into expansion packs before they're released, because I promise you, the ideas are there, even if they're firing all the actual creative people at a breakneck speed. It's literally just some guy at the top crunching numbers in a calculator to see where he can save investors $0.53 cents a year to justify his six figure salary, and his math isn't even right.

I know I'm a TS2 blog so it might be surprising that I pay attention to/care about this but I've played and found ways to enjoy every installment of The Sims franchise that I could get my hands on. And I guess now it's coming back around with the re-release of TS1 and TS2. To be clear, I'm not even mad that they're charging money for them again. That's kind of expected. They never really technically gave them away in the first place, Ultimate Collection etc. was basically operating on the honour system ("I prommy I already own all these disks"), they just didn't care about enforcing it. But I can't believe the state they've released these games in. They had the opportunity AND THE ABILITY to actually make TS1 and TS2 Just Work on modern systems and they blew it. I think many of us would put money down simply for a stress-free installation and nothing else, and they couldn't even do that. And like... this isn't impossible. This is literally what their company does. Sure they're firing people for no reason wherever they can, but the people they do still have are capable of doing this. I just doubt they were given the time, resources, support, or even communication to make it happen.

I hope I meet the guy in charge some day because good lordt. anyway alright time to dive back into the pink soup

[neyswxrld]

butterflies in your chest

Wrecker x gn!reader

summary: Finally, you and Wrecker are able to take a long planned hike, which ends with a sweet picnic and some confessions!

warnings/vibe: established relationship, kisses, first time saying "i love you"

words: ~1770

a/n: happy bad batch eve! i just found this little oneshot and thought i could share it to calm our (my) nerves! i hope you enjoy it.

p.s.: english isn't my mother tongue, sorry for mistakes! also, i feel like my brain was a little afk during all of this. sorry for that, too!

"Blanket?"

"Check."

"Sunscreen?"

"Cheeks. And on my head. And your face."

"The food?"

"Everything in here."

"Good. Ready to go?"

"Ready when you are," Wrecker grins and holds his hand out for you to take.

Smiling, you reach forward and place your hand in his, walk up to him and stand on the tips of your toes, to give him a small kiss on his, still slightly creamy cheek.

You feel how his grin widens under your lips and how his hand tightens around yours for a few seconds.

"Okay, let's go," you say, and together you walk out of the door.

The weather is sunny and warm, but the slight breeze allows you to cool off a bit, protecting you from overheating.

It was a perfect day for your date.

It was planned for quite some time already. While you both were dreaming of some piece and quiet time to relax, with some snacks to share and cuddling atop a blanket, waiting for the incoming nightfall, you never actually had the time or capacities to do a picnic in the woods.

But since you've finally settled down on Pabu and everything calmed down a bit, you are finally able to do just what you've dreamed about for so long.

Even though there isn't a big forest on the island, you both are fine with going down to the beach or looking for another spectacular but comfortable place to lay out your blanket.

The walk is like a hike with an open ending, and only to be finished when you find your perfect place, so Wrecker and you are walking hand in hand through the streets and into some looser, wilder terrain. 

Even though Pabu has a high population, and you'll always find a small cottage with one or two residents, the island still provides incredible nature.

A small lake follows your path, left and right are some spectacular bushes and plants with the prettiest colors. Above and beneath you are some cliffs that contribute to the mountainous terrain and provide a place to live for many animals.

"Has Tech told you about those birds?" you ask Wrecker as you see one of the white-grayish animals gliding above your heads and entering a small opening on the cliff's side.

Wrecker looks down at you, some sweat sticking to his forehead, before he turns his head at where you're pointing at.

"Uh, bet he did, but I can't remember," he smiles sheepishly and scratches his neck, looking at you with his brown eyes.

"Do you want me to freshen up your memories?" you ask him, knowing that he hates being so forgetful.

"Of course," he nods and looks at you, ready for your incoming ramble.

Grinning, you start to tell him about the animal and some specialties about its beak that is strong enough to dig holes into stone walls. Wrecker listens carefully and asks some questions here and there, encouraging you to share the knowledge you had from his brother, mixed with some of your own research.

You even take a break for a few minutes and watch one of the birds that decided to start digging an entry with purposeful hits.

"Can't promise I'll keep all of that in my head, but you're always welcome to freshen up my memories," he exclaims, looking down at you happily.

"Oh, I will, no worries," you answer and smile back up at him, before starting to follow your path again.

The two of you walk for some more time, and you tell him different things about the various animals you can see or hear, encouraged by his excited looks, before you think you've finally found your place. 

It was the edge of a cliff again, but there were different kinds of flowers and plants, making the floor a colored but beautiful mess. You can perfectly see the ocean from here, and you'll know the sunset is going to be amazing. The place is also secluded, a little bit higher up, so no one will come and disturb you, you're sure of that.

Wrecker puts down his bag and fishes out the blanket, shaking it a little bit before putting it onto the floor, careful to place it somewhere without many flowers, as not to destroy them.

Excited, you jump onto the fabric and pull him down with you, getting at your bags to pull out the different foods you took with you.

"I'm so hungry," he rumbles, and a second later you hear his tummy do the same.

Laughing, you place a plate in his hand and start to unwrap your stuff even faster, silently agreeing with him.

You sit close to him, comfortably kneeling next to him and almost touching his legs, which he holds in a cross-legged stance.

"The hike was tiring," you say, and Wrecker nods, holding a slice of jogan fruit up to your face.

Excited, you take a bite and reach for one of them yourself to do the same with him.

"Sweet like you," Wrecker grins, his smile so genuine and pure that you believe him without a second thought.

"But not as sweet as you," you answer, playfully.

Together, you sit and eat for a while, talking, smiling, laughing. Enjoying the view, the food and the company. The sun is shining down on the two of you, warming you up, and almost reflects the happiness you feel at the moment.

When it starts to wander closer and closer to the edge where the ocean kisses the sky, the evening lightning turns darker, golden, red.

The clouds and the sky play a game of red, blue and orange, leaving you two in awe. It isn't the first sunset you've witnessed here on Pabu, but it is by far one of the most mesmerizing ones. Especially since Wrecker is sitting next to you, adding to the beauty of the moment.

You share some sweet kisses and touches, holding each other tightly. You never wanted to go back home again, if you would be able to stay here with him.

Even as the sun swaps with the moon, the sky turns dark, and the stars start to shine bright, you keep on holding each other.

You look at him from the side, observing how his features are illuminated by the silver light. His scar, the crook of his nose, his lips that are pulled up into a small, relaxed smirk, like so often when he's with you.

You could stare at him for hours, not ever getting enough of him.

His big hands affectionately glide over your back, and he draws small patterns with the tip of his fingers. Your thumb, lying on his stomach, does the same.

Suddenly overwhelmed with a few feelings, you snuggle up a little bit more, pressing yourself closer to him.

Shortly, he turns his head over, to look at you, before tugging you right into to his side.

Your chest feels weird, but not in a bad way. It is warm, almost hot, and you feel like there are thousands of little bugs walking in your chest. It tingles, and you wonder again, how so often, if those are the butterflies everyone is talking about. But instead of having them in your belly, they are in your chest.

While you keep looking at him, you enjoy the easy silence that settled between you.  You're only able to hear the sounds of the sea, some birds in the distance, and his even, deep breaths.

The atmosphere is relaxed, balanced. Just right. Like always, when you're with him.

And at this moment, where you lay next to each other, and you're getting lost in his presence, you decide that now is the time.

None of you said it before, being quite too shy or not ready yet.

But at this moment, you know you're ready. You want him to know how you feel. Even if he's not able to say it yet.

You want him to know.

You take all of your courage together, take a deep breath and say his name.

"Wrecker," you whisper into his ear, feeling how your heartbeat quickens and how your fingers start to tingle.

"Yeah?" he asks and turns his head slightly so he can look at you.

The moon illustrates his facial features, make them shine and glow in the right ankles, and underlines his beauty once more. His brown eyes shine with so much kindness and love. They're almost sparkling, and for a second, you lose yourself in them.

Your chest tightens a bit, but still not in a bad way. It feels like your heart skips a beat, and you suddenly feel warm all over your face. You're nervous, but at the same time, you realize again, just how happy you are and how much you want these three words to come out of your mouth.

You take a deep breath, try to calm your nerves a little bit and finally say those words for the first time.

"I love you," you smile and give him a light kiss on the cheek, just beneath his eye.

You know he won't react badly to your words, but you still can't look into his eyes for a second. So you decide for another kiss.

You feel how a grin spreads on his lips. Not able to control them, you feel how yours turn upwards, too.

Your hands are almost shaking because of all the tingling, but you feel how some of the tension you didn't know you were holding leaves your body.

You feel good.

"Hey, Cyare," he whispers, as soon as you separate and are able to look into his eyes again. His arms tighten around your body, and you're pressed closer to him once more. Not that you're complaining.

"What?" you ask back, paralleling his words from just a few seconds ago.

"I love you," he now fully grins, repeating your words, and presses his rough but gentle lips against your temple.

He pulls you close on top of his chest and turns onto his back at the same time, so you're laying on top of him now, able to see his face.

Grinning, he comes closer and repeats his kisses again and again, spreading them all over your face.

Giggling, you gently lay your hand on his jaw, feeling the light stubble beneath your fingertips and moving your thumb over it in a rhythmic movement.

You feel light, happy. Your smile is almost as big as your face.

"I love you," you whisper again, barely able to hear it yourself.

"I love you," Wrecker mimics.

Your lips touch.

You feel warm and comfortable. Loved.

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Giving him silent treatment

Pairing: Vinsmoke Sanji x [gender neutral] Reader Words: ~ 1 400 Summary: You end up giving Sanji a silence treatment after the latest events. Tags: Sanji is very boyfriend / But also very dramatic / Just a little lack of communication

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A/N: i feel. nervous about this. ooc, maybe?

• Sanji will notice it right away that you're a little different with him, not glancing at him whenever he is around nor making a comment about how his good dish tastes

• You even decide to go with Usopp, Luffy, Robin, Franky and Zoro when you stop at this new island instead of with Chopper, Nami and Sanji like the usual (Brook had stayed back to watch the ship

• You’re there watching Luffy get chased by a local animal while Franky and Usopp uselessly try to help him out—now you understand the reason they never get anything done��when you comment something about just helping them out at once

• At first, Zoro just hums in agreement as he was there along with Robin and you watching the three fools, but then he pauses and raises an eyebrow at you. "What are you doing here? Where is the shitty cook?"

• Your face twisted in a way Zoro decided not to ask any further

• You’re back at the ship and Sanji will ask where you were, met with no answer once again

• Maybe you're distracted? Busy with something else? So he will let you be for a while and later come by, more of testing the waters, asking you about what you were talking about with Robin or if stupid Marimo bothered you too much

• He will feel completely lost with you not answering and absolutely reduced to a shrimp size once you glare at him in a quiet acknowledgement of his presence because he needs to know you're aware of him and just not answering on purpose, otherwise he'd just be convinced you're distracted again

• Absolutely devastated. Will enter in collapse mode and go over every single little thing that he did because he can't handle (y/n)—his beloved (y/n)—stopping loving him under any circumstances, even more for something he may have done without conscience. He won't be able to live a single day without you giving him attention, he might as well die if you're never going to talk with him again—his mind does escalate that quickly

• Will be found obsession cooking for the next couple of hours because cooking helps him think and Luffy doesn't see any problem with it

• Later, he comes to you with your favorite dish and that lost puppy face when you're sitting at a table on Sunny's deck

• ...It’s hard to resist to it, but it's for the best, so you just send him a look before returning your attention to the sea and wait until he walks away so you can eat the dish he leaves on the table

• Okay, Sanji will give you a while longer, still trying to make up with you until the end of the day, but the fact he doesn't get any good night kiss nor good morning hug starts to drive him crazy

• Baby boy will fucking cry. He cries the same way he did when you were captured by Crocodile and then again by Enel, with this angst heavy in his chest with the sensation he will never again have you cuddling him to sleep or kiss your cheek when you sit on his lap or even receive an adoring look from you because he's just that insecure with finally getting a partner after many failed attempts

"(Y/n)?" You looked to the side to see Nami standing there; you were sitting at the same place as the previous day, messing with a book you fixed on the last island. She furrowed her eyebrows a little, scratching the back of her head. "Is everything alright?"

"...I would say so, kind of, why?"

"Well, you and Sanji seem a little... off, y'know." Nami pulled the other chair back to have a seat. "You weren't buying spices with him yesterday, he seemed pretty lost. Also, he is crying."

"He's what?" Your eyes widened at how she'd dropped the bomb with such casualty and no more explanation.

Nami nodded, crossing her arms over her chest. "Like, go talk with him! That's what I'm saying."

You cringed a little, sighing as you closed your book and leaned a little forward on the chair. Maybe giving him silent treatment wasn't the best way to deal with it in long-term; not only Nami had to approach the situation, but Sanji was fucking crying, also. Not that you weren't used to his dramatic behavior, but it was true it'd been a while since he last showed up and it usually wasn't a good sign if he was stuck in the galley like that.

"Take care." You slid your book to Nami with a sigh before you stood up and moved to go find Sanji.

The ingredients for whatever other dish Sanji was preparing received all the feelings he had supressed, being chopped quickly and with more force than needed while Sanji cried alone in the galley. You sighed at the sight, rolling your eyes half-heartedly before you closed the door behind yourself and approached him. Sanji looked over his shoulder and sniffled before he cried more.

"Hey, San, I—"

"I'm so sorry, my love, I don't know what I did, so maybe I'm not so worthy of your love anymore and..." He continued rambling without stopping chopping the vegetables.

You stood there for a moment, observing the mess he was in—you could ruin him just like that? Not like you wouldn't be desolated if you thought he happened to stop liking you, but knowing someone felt this way about you was quite different.

"Stop!" You grabbed him by the lapel of his blazer so he would finally stop what he was doing. "I never stopped loving you or anything, stop saying shit!"

Sanji blinked a couple of times and sniffled, looking at you. "Then what happened, mon amour? Every second without you feels like endless torture, I—"

"Sanji." You sighed, loosening your grip and playing a little with the fabric before you let your hands fall, fumbling with your thumbs at the lack of what to do under his confused gaze. "It's just that... You had..." Hell, it felt pathetic to say it out loud, to explain how your thoughts had twisted everything. "You promised me you would go with me to a clothing store as soon as we reached a new island, then you started making plans and didn't mention it. I thought you'd just not mention it to the others, but then asked Chopper and Nami to tag along as usual, and..." You paused to take a breath, swallowing dryly as your eyes followed along the buttons of his blazer. It would be shit if your voice started cracking and failing and got teary. "I got angry and frustrated, so I left because I didn't want to be rude to you because— because what if you didn't like me and everything I say doesn't matter? But then, what if you were just distracted and never noticed we had agreed on this little date thing? I didn't want to talk with you after that because what if I said the wrong thing? Did something I shouldn't just because I was angry and impulsive? I'm so sorry, I didn't want you to..." You sighed, shifting your weight, and motioned to him.

At first, Sanji didn’t know what to say, standing there with wide eyes. "No!" He mumbled, wrapping his arms around you to hug you close. "I didn't mean to make you feel like this! Didn't I tell you, my love?"

"Tell me what?"

Sanji blinked slowly as he looked at you then frowned, letting his gaze fall to the ground at the same moment his cheeks gained a red color—he didn’t really hug you anymore, more of just holding onto your sides with his hands balled into fists around your shirt. "I—I could swear I had told you to, um, wait until we got to a nicer island than the last one... There were many things to take care of, I could swear I had told you..." His eyes filled with tears again, and you hummed understandingly, wrapping your hands around his shoulders to hug him close and press a kiss to his head. "I—I didn’t want to m—make you feel that way—"

"Oh, no," you sighed as you cleaned his face, mentally cursing yourself. "No, c'mon, no need to sacrifice yourself at this, pretty boy, it happens!"

"But—"

The way you glared at him had Sanji falling quiet with a pout, making you grin before you pecked his lips in return.

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

[h8ani]

sky dearest!~~

might i submit a request for your event?!

#37 with one insufferable Hanma Shuji because i feel like he's suuuuch a good fit for that one 🤭

thanks and hugs and kisses xoxo 💜

Pairing: Hanma Shuji x Reader

Anime: Tokyo Revengers

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: mentions of the consumption of alcohol, slight cursing, nickname (pretty)

My first Hanma piece 🥹🥹 I hope you like this bby

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You didn't expect to leave your apartment today let alone go to a party. You enjoy the time alone you get when staying in bed on a Friday night, most people are out and about ready to take on the weekend but you'd simply rather order in while letting your blankets wrap you up in a makeshift burrito as you watch the latest comedy that Netflix recommended. Yet here you were walking into a party that Hina & her boyfriend Takemichi dragged you to.

You're grateful for her you really are, she's always the one that's able to bring you out of your blanket fort of solitude, especially as of late.

Walking into the party your ears immediately catch the bumping of the music that was playing, bass incredibly loud where you could feel it in your throat. There were quite a few people in the house as well, which you expected as it was a Sano hosting the party. The environment was lively, everyone having a smile on their face and clearly having a good time.

First thing you know you need to do when arriving is beelining for the kitchen. You smile once you catch a glimpse of the kitchen's island. Alcohol. You smile and quickly pour yourself a drink before hearing a shout come from the other room. "Truth or Dare! Everyone sit your asses down!" Internally, you want to shrivel up into a ball, externally, you take two large gulps of your drink. You think maybe if you stay in the kitchen no one would make you play.

"There you are!" Hina says.

Nevermind.

You feel her small yet surprisingly strong hands grab your arm and tug you out to the couch where Takemichi was sitting. As you sit you take another sip of your drink, eyes scanning everyone who's in the living room and who's sitting on the couches that have been moved in an uneven rectangular shape. You see some of your friends, some classmates and some people you have no idea who they even are. As you scan around everyone you let a small gasp escape, you almost miss him, but honestly how could you? From his looks he hasn't changed much. His demeanor is still evident in the way he's leaning back against the couch as he sits on the floor, his hair that's usually styled up is now flat against his head which was why you almost scanned right over him as you waited to play this damn party game.

You can't lie and say you didn't find him still annoyingly attractive still.

As your eyes land on him you feel your own palms clam up, your own breath leaving your lungs as you look at him.

The memories flooding back all at once.

7 months ago

“It’s too complicated and that’s all you’re gonna get outta me. I’m done (y/n).”

You stand there in the doorway of his room, arms crossed and feeling like a knife was just stabbed in your chest. You couldn’t help the stunned look on your face from showing, although he couldn’t bother to look over to see how his words have affected you. “So that’s it?” You breathe out.

“That’s what I said, didn't I? Just leave.”

“Shuji-”

“God dammit! I said leave! Get the fuck out!” He yells, voice echoing through the walls of his apartment. You couldn’t help the tears that welled up behind your eyes threatening to spill any second. You turn on your heels, feet moving as quickly as they could until you are out of his apartment.

The second the door clicks you could hear a flurry of curses along with glass breaking. The screams of frustration from inside eventually faded until you got far enough away.

A sigh escapes you as you think back on him, you still couldn’t understand what his reasoning was, he was good to you, he never screamed, never hurt you in any way until that very day.

His eyes lock with yours, a subtle softness to his features showed when the smile you knew all too well formed on his face. Immediately, you look away, face feeling hotter almost instantly at just the small amount of eye contact you had. You sip your drink, allowing the alcohol the course through your system and disregarding what just happened.

You feel a nudge to your right causing you to turn. “Hm, what?” You say to see multiple everyone’s eyes on you.

“Truth or dare?” You hear from across the way. You look and see Yuzuha smiling devilishly.

“Truth.” You say quickly. You’d rather be safe than sorry. You still remember the time Baji and Mikey had to go streaking as a cause of Yuzuha’s dare from the last party you went to. The images of their bare asses still burned in your memory. You sip on your drink as she thinks of her question, once again that same devilish smile appears on her face.

“Out of everyone you’ve hooked up with, who’s been the best in bed?

You choke on the liquid that you swallowed once hearing that, coughing hard as you look at her. “Dare, I said dare!” You cough again.

“No take backs! Answer the question!” Mikey yells from the side laughing.

You couldn’t help the way you glance at Hanma, his eyes as well as everyone else’s was on you. A smirk lying in his lips as if he knew the answer.

A little embarrassment you could take, but this was on another level. It’s one thing cracking jokes but talking about your sex life? You can barely talk to your best friend who knows everything about you without feeling like your face is on fire. You tug on your sleeve as you look away, thinking of what to say.

“Um, can’t really pick a favorite if I’ve been with only one person.”

“You’ve only slept with one person.” Yuzuha states more than questions. “Seriously.”

“Yup.” You end the conversation quickly taking the last bit of your drink down and looking at her. You see a confused expression on her face as if she was piecing together some puzzle.

“But weren’t you with…” You see her looking around the room until her eyes land on someone else. You follow her eyes until you see who she’s looking at and your blood pressure spikes once seeing others following her gaze.

“I’ve been with one person okay?” You say quickly and louder to gather everyone’s attention back on you. “So if that answers your question it’s my turn to ask.”

“But you didn’t-”

“Mikey, truth or dare?”

It shouldn’t have bothered you as much as it did, sure; you didn’t like being stared at or embarrassed but in all reality it wasn’t that bad, what you didn’t like was being put on the spot with him right there.

You grumble to yourself as you reach for the bottle of tequila, finger tips barely touching the bottle before it’s pulled away from your grasp. You whip your head around ready to snap at whoever took the alcohol from you when all the words die in your tongue.

“Hey pretty.” Hanma smiled down at you.

You look up at him, trying to form a coherent sentence but all that’s on your mind is the last time you saw him.

He was so dejected, so distant, so not him.

He was looking at you with gentle eyes, the kind that you were used to, the kind that you missed looking into.

“Hi…” you finally say. You take in how he was smiling down at you, as if nothing between you had changed.

God, did you miss him.

He takes the solo cup from your hand and fills your drink, handing it back once he is done topping it off.

“Thanks…” You take a sip of your drink instantly regretting it. You couldn’t hide the grimace on your face. “Oh god how strong did you make this?”

He chuckles and takes your cup from your hands, taking a swig of it. “Strong enough where I know you won’t want it anymore.”

You pout and reach back for it but he lifts the cup just out of your reach. Damn him and his unnecessary height.

“Shuji, give it back.”

“So I’m the best you’ve ever had huh?” You didn’t have to even look at him to know he had a smirk plastered on his face.

You don’t bother looking up at him, allowing a sigh to leave you as you grab another solo cup and remake your drink properly. You take your time making it, allowing him to wait as you stay silent and have the feeling of your stomach doing flips go away.

Hanma was never good whenever you gave him the silent treatment, always being reduced to a baby but would deny punch anyone if asked. He’d always say he was a sucker for you whenever you’d be upset with him. You truly were his weak spot.

“What do you want, Hanma?” You turn back looking at him and see the smirk slowly fall from his face.

“It’s Shuji.” He says seriously.

“What?”

“It’s Shuji to you. It’s always Shuji.”

You feel your heart in your chest, thumping louder as he looks at you. A small smile creeping up on your face. “Then what do you want, Shuji?”

“You look good tonight. Haven’t seen you out in awhile.”

You scrunch your face at that. Where’s he going with this?

“What are you-” you begin but are quickly cut off by his voice speaking again.

“I miss you ‘s all, miss you a lot actually but I know better.” He looks away taking another swig of his drink. “And ‘m not drunk, just saw you and ya know, I had to talk to you.”

You don’t say anything, you can’t, how could you? What can you say to someone who you knew still had the broken pieces to your heart that you so desperately tried fixing because of him. You watch him carefully, the way his eyes stay off you and try to focus on the other party goers, the way he continues to drink out of his cup and especially the way his body slowly inches closer all the while.

“You miss me?” He asks, eyes still elsewhere.

You pause. Did you miss him? Of course you did.

“What do you think, idiot?

His eyes flash to yours, a smile graces your lips seeing at how quickly he turned to look at you.

He was complicated, you knew that before you even got together with him in the first place. His lifestyle, how he doesn’t express his emotions in the best way possible, don’t even start on his communication skills, but what wasn’t complicated was your feelings for him. He was your first everything and feelings like that don’t disappear no matter how much time you take.

You feel his hand slip into yours as he tugs you along with him, both drinks tossed and discarded into the nearby trash. “Where are we going?” You can’t help but ask while weaving through everyone at the party.

“We’re leaving, you think you can tell me you miss me and I not do anything ‘bout that? Hell no.”

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Barbie as the Island Princess: First Thoughts

The intro gives me Little Mermaid vibes for some reason.

Man I know this is only five years from Rapunzel, but they really improved in the cgi! The designs look really pleasant!

Ok, the dolphins look a bit plasticy but still!

I’m glad they also have enough confidence to let the tale stand on it’s own without having to establish this is Barbie telling a story to her little sister.

Is it wrong that I’m shipping the peacock and panda? They feel like a middle aged/eldery gay couple and I love it.

Aww! Weeby was right! They totally are Barbie’s gay dads!

Yeesh… I do NOT like the elephant’s design. Why can I see her realistic human teeth? And those eyes!

Overall a very pleasant opening musical number that shows off the island.

Pleasant scene of Ro comforting Tikka during a nightmare.

This goodnight song is making my brain feel weepy.

I love how this is a male love interest who is full of life and isn’t afraid to be in touch with his feminine side. Love the bow on his ponytail.

I love how Antonio’s first instinct when approached by a crocodile is to risk reaching for a branch to put in its mouth.

OMIGOD SHE KNOWS THE ALLIGATORS NAMES!

I love how they go "aww" because they're sad they can't munch on him.

Wait a minute... one of the crocodiles is called Fang. Holy crap, this is the origin story of Jagged Stone’s pet!

I love how Azul found out he’s a prince and is immediately like “fuck this island, come on Sagi, let’s take Tikka and live it up!”

I'm loving the lyrics in this song about Ro being befuddled by Antonio's tech and clothes.

Gerard is a zaddy, not gonna lie.

I’m giggling like a fool at hearing Azul ranting and raving in peacockese.

I wonder if Barbie will try speaking to any of the land’s animals.

WTF is that thing the queen is holding? Is that a monkey or a very unfortunate looking baby?

The king looks pretty young, more like his late 20s instead of 40s. Honestly though, he’s really hot.

Aww, the royal monkey has a posh accent!

Queen Ariana is honestly not that bad looking at all. If I wasn’t gay, I’d find her kinda cute.

It’s nice that the rival love interest is actually a sweet girl. A good subversion of expectations.

The vocals of the villain song reminds me of ABBA. Which is always a good sign.

Great contrast between Ariana’s powerful belting and Luciana’s quiet tone.

Omigod I am loving Ariana’s lyrics in this song, diabolical and hilarious.

LOL AND HER RATS ARE DOING BACKUP CHOREOGRAPHY

Aww, the girls dressed Tikka up!

They really captured the awkward yet respectful dialogue between enforced couples with Antonio and Luciana.

The backing score for the ballroom dance is divine.

Get yourself a man who would abdicate from the throne just to be with you.

Ah, I see Tikka hid the letter, I assume due to attachment issues.

I feel like the Cheese song is kinda unneccessary. A few lines of dialogue would have got the message across.

I do find it kinda ridiculous that nobody can pick up on Ariana’s evil vibe.

Seems that traumatic events are the key to regaining Ro’s memories.

Dolphin ex Machina has arrived.

So this new queen is obviously Ro’s mom, right?

I feel like Ariana would’ve been smarter to not attempt poisoning Antonio and his family so that she can remain in her daughter’s good graces.

Luiciana saving Ro and proving her mother’s the criminal warms my heart.

Ok, I’m happy Ro and Antonio are together, but isn’t marriage rather quick?

Huh… the sudden reveal of Rosella being a princess all along kinda ruins the message of “Love doesn’t care about status”.

Overall, a massive step up from the previous films. The first two were decent flicks, but this one takes time to flesh out each and every character. Also the score was wonderful and I found the animation to be a pleasant upgrade. The ending was a bit of an ass-pull but a enjoyable film nonetheless. @artzychic27 @msweebyness @nerd-chocolate

[beifong-brainrot]

On my latest rewatch of sozin's comet part 3 at the begining when zuko talks with katara about aang i noticed that once he mentions him katara's eyes from serious face are narrowing down to make a more sad face. Furthermore after reading your post about "katara's trauma why she waited" i noticed even more scrumbs that support your post. Other then changing her grimace, zuko asks katara 2 quastions. "What if he doesn't have guts to take out my father" And "What if he loses". The second question triggeres katara to respond in panic that "aang won't lose". Here's the most interesting thing i saw on rewatch. Katara while completly ignoring zuko's first question adds that "he is going to comeback, he has to" while looking infront herself with focused face. And im sorry but zuko didn't even mention that he is concerned about aang returning to fight ozai, so katara just adds another sentence to her belief that aang is going to comeback ALIVE. This further adds to desparete "he has to" like its an obligation on aang's or universes part to not lose life because of unfinished business or just praying that aang is gonna be fine. My point is that it shows how concerned katara really is about only if aang's gonna be fine. Which explains kinda her hesitancy on her part in ember island players. She really is afraid of losing him again and it makes sense too when we look at how many deaths of people close to her she saw. Also It would be stupid to not asume that her holding for a moment dead body of her friend/possibly a new love wouldn't influence her behaviour to make closer bonds.

[Post anon is referencing]

Yeah, references to Katara's fear of losing Aang are sprinkled in throughout the show, though the aren't addressed full on, which is why I assume most people don't catch onto it. Which is a shame, and I wish it was explored more explicitly in the show because if you watch without noticing this crucial element, you could draw some very misguided conclusions.

I think it's very interesting to watch Katara's perspective of Aang and her approach to him as the Avatar shift through the series. I don't think Katara ever idealised Aang as the Avatar perse. But I think a lot of her relationship with Aang was her realising the strain it put on Aang. In the Storm, she learns how it impacted Aang's life and basically alienated him from his peers.

Throughout B1, we see Aang's role as the Avatar become second to his role as Katara's friend. To the point where in the first episode of B2; The Avatar State, Katara is actively encouraging Aang to shirk his duties in order to protect his mental state.

But I think it's at the end of B2, when Katara cradles the body of her friend who was killed, struck from behind that she realises that Aang being the Avatar may cause her to lose him.

Sure, they've been pursued by Zuko, Zhao and Azula, but bear in mind, Katara is still a kid and while she may be aware on a surface level of the danger, nothing's technically happened yet, so she may not fully register it. But now she has had a free trial run of grieving Aang and she doesn't want to feel it again. So she builds up some walls.

And we have more hints for this throughout B3. Her breaking down when Aang leaves, drawing those parallels to Hakoda, for example. Her immediately shooting down any possibilty of Aang losing to Ozai or getting hurt. She's not blindly idolising him, she is terrified of the idea of losing him and deflecting it because she's a kid who can't think about things that scare her on an existential level.

Another good example of this being her reaction to Aang kissing her furing the Day of the Black Sun.

Analysing Katara's expression after Aang kissed her, she isn't upset with the kiss perse. If she were, she'd most likely be animated with more furrowed eyebrows. Ryebrows raised like the way they are in the show usually denominate surprise (which she is in the first few frames) or sadness. Which matches the context very well. The way she looks at Aang and then averts her gaze with a grim expression, as if she wants to say something, but is still angled to be seemingly glancing at him? That could very easily be ready as Katara wanting to respond to Aang, but holding herself back because making your relationship tangible before a big battle is a very good way to lose your boyfriend before you eben get your first date.

And since.... certain people insist that Katara being drawn in this scene with more childike proportions was a concious choice by the creators and not just an outcome of animation studios switching around and certain mixups, let's look at it this way: Katara being drawn more childlike in this scene could highlight the inherent tragism of the image of two child soldiers kissing before a battle in which one or both of them may die

She doesn't smile, not because she's not happy with the kiss, but because the boy who kissed her is off to war. Like I would not be smiling either.

Katara's trauma around loss is so pften boiled down only to her mother, which while valid, is only half the truth, and I wish this aspect of Kataang was more noticed because it does hide in the details of the show.

[zorosangell]

⛥ﾟ・。 protector: chapter fourteen

synopsis: " you were supposed to stay a crewate, just another back to watch, " he tightened his hold, " i didn't even notice the change until i woke up one day and realized i'd take a bullet for you "

cw: violence, gore, fighting, mature themes, profanity, MAJOR/MINOR ANIME SPOILERS, follows the plot of the anime, slowww burn.

a/n: reposting from another account

"This is gonna be so fun!" Luffy happily exclaimed as the entire crew stood at the entrance of Loguetown, the birth and execution site of the original pirate king, Gol D. Roger.

"Every pirate heading to the Grand Line stops here to resupply. It has everything you could possibly need," Nami smiled.

"If that's the case, I'm gonna go on a shopping spree. I'll bet they have all sorts of stuff here," Usopp smirked.

"I'll be able to stock up on fresh produce. And fresh women," Sanji dreamily sighed, hearts visible in his eyes.

"I wonder if they have a swordsmith around here," Zoro stated, rubbing his chin.

"I thought you were broke," you teased, nudging him, "Ya gonna steal it?"

He rolled his eyes with a smile, shrugging you off.

"Well, I'm gonna go find where they kill people. I gotta see where the King of the Pirates was executed," Luffy smiled, running off, "YAHOOO!"

"Wait! We have to pick a meeting place!" Usopp shouted after him.

"Don't bother. He's not gonna listen. Let's just go our separate ways and meet up where we meet up," you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

"Just remember to keep your guard up. I heard this place is crawling with marines."

"I'm gonna ask you one last time, marine. Where. Is. Doflamingo?" you growled, the spikes of your mace dangerously close to the marine's neck.

"I told you! I have no idea who that is! I'm telling the truth! I swear! Please don't kill me! I got a wife and kid at home!" the man groveled, tears and snot pouring down his face.

You sighed, pulling back your mace and smacking up upside the head with the butt of it, knocking him out.

'That's the seventh one.'

"Good for nothin' marines," you spat, tucking your mace back into your hip sash before walking out the alleyway.

For the past hour, you had been interrogating every marine you could get your hands on, trying to find some information on the possible whereabouts of Doflamingo.

But so far, you've gotten nothing. 

'Of course these small fry aren't gonna know where a guy like him is. I gotta find a higher up, like a captain or a lieutenant or something.'

Just then, you ran into this guy, your thinking distracting you from where you were going.

"Watch where you're going, jer—Whoa," you stopped mid-sentence, looking up to see two cold, dark eyes staring down at you.

He had grayish hair, with no shirt, a white aviator, and two cigars hanging out his mouth, the smoke coming from them lingering to make a small cloud everywhere he went.

"You seemed to be very deep in thought," his gravely voice stated, his tone dripping in authority.

"Something you wanna share?"

You kept your face hard, maintaining firm eye contact the entire time.

"No, not really," you replied.

His eyes flicked to the mace at your waist, the gears in his head visibly turning.

You were quick to catch it.

"This is a pirate town, is it not? Can't be too careful," you answered.

"That might've been how it was in the past, but this island is under my protection now. And no pirate has made it out of here freely under my watch," the man assured, crossing his arms.

'Shit. I guess that's good to know.'

"May I ask just who the hell are you?" you cocked a brow, placing a hand on your hip.

He smirked, giving a small chuckle of amusement. 

"Smoker. Captain Smoker."

'Perfect.'

"Well, Smoker Captain Smoker, mind telling me where I can find a certain guy named Doflamingo?" you asked, leaning up against a nearby wall.

"Never heard of 'im," Smoker answered, truthfully, "And with a name like that he'd be hard to forget."

"For fuck's sake," you sighed, throwing your head back.

"Mind telling me what's your business with this Doflamingo guy?" he asked, cocking a brow.

"Yes, I do mind," you sharply dismissed.

"Fair enough," he nodded.

Smoker walked over to you, taking note of how tense you got, and leaned up against the same wall you were.

"With all that anger in your tone, sounds like you're tryna kill 'im."

You let out a weak chuckle, looking down at the ground with a tired smile. 

"Yeah, somethin' like that."

Smoker took in your sullen form, your distress making his heart ache for some reason.

He let out a quiet grunt, hopefully scaring away the feeling.

"Tell me the real reason why you're here. 'Cause I know for damn sure you're not a local, and you don't seem like the type to just be passing through a place like this."

You sighed, accepting the fact that he wasn't going to let up.

But in reality, you appreciated it. 

It reminded you of how you should keep your attitude.

Fatigue and exhaustion was for the weak. If you wanted to achieve your goal, you would have to be relentless in your resolve.

"I have a score to settle," you answered, standing up straight and turning to the man, your gaze sharp.

A large crack of thunder punctuated your sentence, but you stayed firm, not even flinching at the loud noise. 

"That's all I'll say."

Smoker smiled to himself, looking up at the sky to let out a long stream of smoke.

"Now if you'll excuse me, Smoker Captain Smoker," you smirked, looking at the man with a determined glint in your eye, "I have a couple of friends to meet up with."

Finishing your sentence with a wink, you unfurled your wings, using their power alone to propel you into the air.

The man's eyes went wide, both cigars falling out his mouth as he watched you grow distant.

But his disbelief was soon swapped with amusement, the pieces of the puzzle you gave him starting to fit together.

"Heh. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned," he muttered to himself, pulling off the wall and walking out the alley.

As you soared over the town, you could clearly see the dark, ominous storm clouds rolling in.

"Damn,  I gotta find the crew and fast," you cursed, scanning over the ground below to try and find any sign of your crewmates.

The crew's best chance of escape from this navy protected town would be to hightail it now, using the storm as cover.

"LISTEN! I'M THE MAN WHO'LL BE KING OF THE PIRATES!" the familiar voice of your captain echoed throughout the town.

'Shit.'

You soared down to where you heard his voice come from, only to see him pinned down to the top of the execution block, Buggy standing above him.

'SHIT!'

"Stop the execution! NOW!" Zoro and Sanji shouted, both of them standing at the entrance of the courtyard.

The crowd of people, Buggy's men, and Buggy himself, all stopped their chattering, turning their attention to the two of them.

You quickly landed next to them, drawing your mace upon landing. 

"Sanji! Zoro! (y/n)!" Luffy smiled at the sight of you three, "Hey, guys!"

"Zoro! (y/n)! Sorry, but you're a little bit too late!" Buggy sadistically smiled, winding up his sword.

"Take down the platform! I'm going for Buggy!" you exclaimed, quickly taking off.

"Right!" Zoro and Sanji agreed, running straight for it.

"Not even the great Zoro can stop me now! This is it for your captain!" Buggy cackled.

"You bastard! Get away from him!" you shouted, white, hot anger oozing from your tone.

You may not have the same goal as him, but Luffy was still your captain. And even though he was incredibly dense, you were not going to let a single person lay a finger on his head.

You pushed your wings harder, faster. 

You had to get there in time.

"Zoro! Sanji! (y/n)! Usopp! Nami!" Luffy shouted with a smile, getting all of your attention.

"I'm sorry, but... I'm dead."

'DAMMIT!'

Just as Buggy brought down the sword, a gigantic bolt of lightning struck the platform, bringing down the entire thing in a flaming heap.

And none other than your captain emerged from the rubble, picking up his hat from the ground.

"Hey, I'm still alive. That's nice," he laughed with a smile, soot covered but otherwise okay.

You landed next to Zoro and Sanji, who were just as shocked as everyone else.

"That had to be divine intervention," Sanji stated, lighting up another cigarette as Luffy walked over.

"Stop talking nonsense," Zoro rolled his eyes.

You ran up to Luffy, knocking him upside the head.

"You idiot! Don't scare me like that!" you exclaimed, eyebrows furrowed.

"Ouchie! I'm sorry," he pouted, rubbing the knot on his head.

"Look alive. Our troubles aren't over," Zoro chimed.

Just then, a gigantic horde of marines came flooding in from all sides, each one of them ready for battle.

They started off with the Buggy pirates, leaving the four of you to plan out your next move.

"It's only a matter of time before they come for us. We gotta move now," you stated quickly, hovering over the ground.

You grabbed Luffy and tossed him onto your back, grabbing Sanji and Zoro with your two free hands.

"Let's move!"

You darted straight into the air, zipping down the main road to get back to the Merry.

"(y/n)-swaaaaaaaan! You're so beautifully strong!" Sanji fawned.

"Shut up!" Zoro exclaimed.

"Roronoa Zoro!" a girl below you shouted, angry.

Zoro winced at the sound of her voice, looking down to confirm that it was her with a sigh.

"You need a drop off?" you asked, cocking a brow.

"Yeah," he nodded, gripping the handle of one of his swords.

"Alright. Don't die, swordsman," you smirked, shooting the man a wink.

He smirked right back, giving you a determined look, "You got it."

With that confirmation, you let him go, him landing on the cobblestone road below.

You weren't that high, after all.

"I swear if you hurt her, mosshead, I'll kick your ass," Sanji shouted.

With the drop in weight, you were able to pick up some speed, and managed to make it to the entrance of Loguetown in no time.

But, unluckily for you three, there was a familiar face blocking you.

Smoker Captain Smoker.

'Shit.'

"Strawhat!" he shouted, angry.

"You wanna handle this one?" you asked Luffy, slightly turning to look at him.

"Yuh-huh!" he cheesed, quickly nodding.

"Then hop off, already! You're slowin' me down," you exclaimed, a bullet from a nearby crowd of marines whizzing past your ear.

"Woohooo!" he shouted, jumping off your back and landing in front of Smoker.

"Looks like it's just you and me, (y/n)-swaaaaan!" Sanji smiled, happily wiggling in your grip.

"We're almost there, Sanji," you stated, squinting to see through the torrential downpour.

And a little ways away, you could see the Merry, and she was moving.

"There!" you exclaimed, pushing your wings once more, trying to get to the ship as quickly as possible.

"Nami-swaaaaaan!" Sanji loudly cooed as the two of you approached the Merry.

"Sanji! (y/n)!" Usopp smiled, leaning against the edge. 

"Where's the others?!" Nami shouted.

Sanji's expression changed in an instant, "Ugh, we'll pick them up later!"

You dropped the lovesick cook on deck before quickly turning around, hitting away the incoming cannonballs with your mace as if they were baseballs.

"Will you marines give it a rest!" you exclaimed, hitting one back at the rocks they were standing on.

Just as it exploded, a giant wall of abnormally strong wind came barreling towards the docks, blowing everyone and everything back.

Since you were in the air, you quickly slung to the mast to keep yourself from getting blown too far away.

"What the hell is this?!" you shouted, the wind loosening your death grip.

It was destroying everything, the cannons, the wharf, even a little bit of the buildings.

But just as swiftly as it started, it stopped, dropping you onto the deck headfirst.

"For fuck's sake," you cursed, rubbing the knot.

"(y/n)-swan! Are you alright?!" Sanji asked, frantically helping you up.

"I'm fine, really. Where are Luffy and Zoro?" You asked, looking around.

"Incoming!" Usopp shouted fearfully, pointing up at the sky.

You looked up to see Luffy and Zoro on a crash course straight for the Merry.

The two of them crashed right into the primary sail, rolling off it and falling into a heap on the deck.

"Glad to see the two of you are safe," Nami smiled.

"Watch where you're aiming, Luffy! You coulda hurt the Merry!" Usopp exclaimed.

"You alright, swordsman?" you smirked, crouching in front of the green-headed man.

He grumbled, rubbing his head, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Hey, look! A lighthouse!" Nami pointed, giddy.

"A lighthouse? Out here? Why?" Usopp asked, confused.

"It's one of the markers for the Grand Line. The entrance should be close by!" she answered.

"The entrance to the Grand Line is just up ahead," Luffy looked out into the distance, holding his hat in place.

"I think we should say something to mark the occasion," Sanji announced.

"Yeah!" everyone agreed

He rolled out one of your barrels of sake and placed his foot on top, tucking his hands into his pockets.

"I'm going to the Grand Line to find the All Blue."

Luffy did the same, still holding down his hat. 

"I'm gonna be... King of the Pirates!"

"The world's best swordsman," Zoro smirked, propping up his boot.

"I'm going so I can draw a map of the entire world," Nami smiled.

"I guess I'm going... to be a brave warrior of the sea!" Usopp exclaimed.

All eyes turned to you, expectantly.

It seems that now everyone realized you had never directly stated what was your purpose for going to the Grand Line.

Your face turned serious, and you propped your sandaled-foot up on the barrel.

"To find Doflamingo," you lied.

'To kill Doflamingo.'

Luffy's smile grew even wider as he looked down. 

"And now... to the Grand Line!"

And with the smash of your feet, the six of you made your entrance to the Grand Line official.

You all were proper crew mates, all heading to the same place to accomplish vastly different goals.

'No matter what it takes, I will kill Doflamingo.'

[frozenwolftemplar]

Flash Fiction Friday 3/28

Bit of a two-for-one today: my submission for this week's @flashfictionfridayofficial was inspired by today's apocalyptic prompt for @playerappreciationweek . Definitely something unlike anything I've written before, but I'm pretty happy with how it turned out (even though I legit freaked myself out writing it 🙃)

Note: I am aware this probably doesn't align with Player Week's rules, so no need to reblog; I just thought you'd like to know about it since it was inspired by one of the prompts :)

Title: The Plague

Fandom: Carmen Sandiego 2019

Rating: T

Warnings: Mentions of animal testing, including somewhat graphic descriptions of them suffering (good Lord what did I write...)

Word Count: 954

Carmen flashed her light around the stale-smelling room, taking in the decaying furnishings scattered about. A chalkboard covered in the gasping white smears of a hastily erased formula, rotting charts and diagrams drooping defeat on the walls, a handful of cages she forced her eyes not to linger on, and an array of beakers and flasks, clouded and cobwebbed, winking faintly from a table in the far corner.

A grimace twisted Carmen's face. She swore Ivy once had her watch a horror movie with this exact setting. Definitely not her favorite type of locale.

"Red?" Player's voice came through her comms, sweeping away thoughts of the harrowing happenings of Scalpel Two: Deadly Formula. "Found it yet?"

"Well, it certainly is a lab," she answered, carefully taking a step into the room. "Can't tell yet whether it was one of Bellum's- GASP!" She clapped a hand over her mouth as the other tightened reflexively on the light at the sight of a bug with way too many legs scuttling away from her foot and off into a corner.

Yup, really didn't like abandoned subterranean labs for settings.

"Any computers you can see?" Player asked, unconcerned as though she hadn't nearly cut his ear off with that gasp. "Storage devices? Ivy got that floppy disk reader up and running, so I can take pretty much anything now."

"You aren't going to ask what that was about?" Carmen couldn't help herself as she carefully started perusing the miscellany scattered about the room. "Considering all the horrifying things I could find in here?"

"Eh, that was your 'big bug' gasp." She could hear his shrug and teasing smirk. "Totally different from your 'something cool' gasp or your 'dead body' gasp. Oh, hey, speaking of: there aren't any in there, right?" An anxious note crept into his voice in spite of the light tone, and she heard him sitting straighter. "'Cause if there is-"

"Abort mission, I know." Carmen kept her tone carefully mild as approached a desk and picked up a legal pad and watched it crumble to disheartening nothing under her featherlight touch; panicking in the field was never good, and if she thought too long on that grim possibility…well.

It was hard to pick a 'worst' part of The Plague, but that was definitely the scariest: the way it lingered long after its victims succumbed, the tenacious little viruses lying in wait within the corpse, like a sniper in the brush, for an unsuspecting person to pass by. Then through some freak of evolution that the natural world knew better than to bestow they'd turn themselves airborne so the very oxygen the target breathed in became, invisibly, a horseman of death and the horrible, cruel cycle of infection, so fast and merciless it'd ravaged the world in mere weeks after its release, would begin again.

And 'cruel' really was the only word to describe it.

Dr. Bellum had only been in the earliest stages of her experiments in virology when she was growing up on the Island, but she'd still witnessed its effects and to this day the scenes still haunted her nightmares: lab rats and rabbits wasting away in cages, looking out balefully with eyes leaking pus, twitching and shivering their few patches of skin that hadn't turned white as it decayed on their bones, then crying out in horrible shrieks before dying in a spasmodic fit.

It was worse seeing people suffer from it.

"Really wish VILE hadn't decided to diversify into bioweapons," she muttered as she turned her attention to a notebook, the ghastly scenes still playing out in her mind's eye.

"Seconding that." Player's chair creaked, and she envisioned him resting his hand in his fist, thinking back to better times, when artifacts had been the target and the worst disease they ever encountered was the flu. A thoughtful silence drifted through her comms as she carefully leafed through the notebook, filled with- ridiculously- nothing but very poor doodles of cats wearing sunglasses (plus side: this was definitely one of Bellum's labs).

"You almost done in there?" He asked presently. An impatient request, but she softened at it all the same and started opening drawers a little faster. He always asked her that, and she always knew what he really meant. I don't want you catching this.

She got it; she was the same way about him.

And honestly, if it wasn't for the fact that no one else, per the news reports, knew what had caused the Mystery Virus, or that VILE was still actively trying to thwart efforts to find a cure (for reasons even Shadowsan couldn't divine), she'd probably consent to joining him holed up in the Team's bunker (as much as that would drive her stir-crazy). She'd seen what it was to die from this and knew she did not want it, for him or for-

"Aha!"

Player sat straighter at the shout that burst through his mic. "Red? Got something?"

With a grin, she lifted her light to shine on the CD-Rom she'd just pulled from a drawer, prismatic colors flashing brilliantly across its surface underneath a label of 'Virus Structure, Final Version.'

Not a cure, but one more piece to the puzzle.

"Just what the doctor ordered."

"Hey! I thought you made a team rule against cliched one-liners." His voice was laughing even as he lobbed a surface-level chide at her, knowing instantly what she was holding. "Special occasion. Fire up the CD-Rom reader, Player. We've-"

Her voice died.

"Red? Red, what is it?" Player's voice rose in pitch, a tremble quaking along the words. "What's in there with you?"

She swallowed hard, forcing her trembling fingers to not drop the CD.

Her light had just found the body,

(A/N: I will probably never revisit this AU in earnest; for anyone who wants to write more in it, feel free! All I ask is that proper credit is given and you not use AI to write it)

[hey-august]

That last post is basically one of the ways I differentiate OPLA vs Manganime Buggy in my head

Live action Buggy FUCKS and he continues to FUCK and he has some new bedfellow on basically every new island, then wakes up the next morning alone or his date already leaves in the night prior, sometimes because they went on their own sometimes because Buggy had already made it clear this was a sex only thing. Continues to stare at the ceiling for a good half hour and ignore how desperately lonely he feels. Keeps going with his sexual escapades and becomes more and more suave with his techniques and skills till “Casanova Clown” is just another name he can refer to himself as, another feather in his cap so to speak. Will be completely at his wits ends when he actually falls for someone tough, wether he gets to know someone over a longer time or he hits it off with someone and beds them immediately, if they STAY after the initial fun romp he doesn’t really know what to do because he didn’t ever really expect to ever get to that point.

Animanga Buggy is still waiting on his first proper kiss and gets nervous at the idea of even getting naked with someone. Oddly enough he’s not really self conscious about it for the most part, although he would get embarrassed if someone found out and mocked him for it, he’s still very self defensive after all. For the most part he doesn’t care about his virginal status that much, not when there’s treasure to be found and beers to be drunk and parties to be hold, so he’s actually happier than his live action counterpart in that regard. Will turn into an absolute mess when the chance of sex with someone he loves is actually on the table though. Type of man who’ll try to find a book on the subject and bullshit his way through without fessing up to anything. Fails upward because you easily figure out what’s going on but god if that’s not fucking endearing.

I love how this post is resonating with people!!

And I completely subscribe to what you have here, anon! 😤

To add on... OPLA Buggy is hot shit and knows how to wink and charm his way into anyone's pants. It was a flex at first - how quickly can he pick up someone, how many stands can one night hold, how many nights in a row can he end with someone new.

Once the novelty wore off, he didn't know what to do but stay committed to the bit. Keep sleeping around, keep up with that persona, keep burying his feelings in messy bedsheets that are empty at the end of the night.

It'll change one day and he won't handle it well. Buggy might try to push them away or think they're messing with him. But the right person will see through that tough, sexy exterior and break through to the soft and lonely clown who just wants to be held as he falls asleep.

With anime/manga Buggy, I think he might have had a few kisses throughout the years, but none of them came with fireworks. His foot didn't pop. He wasn't left breathless. They don't count, though, so he hasn't had his first real kiss.

Sometimes he feels weird when he sees happy couples. Or couples that bicker and make up. But whatever those sharp achy feelings are, they're easily pushed away when Buggy looks at the life he has. Would he really want to share all of his treasure with someone else? Of course not, that would be less for him. Obviously.

Those answers come so quickly that he doesn't need to think about the real answer - that he might want to share his life with the right person. And when that right person shows up, Buggy is at a complete loss. He is smitten. Head over heels. And heels over head, because he can't control himself. All of his eagerness and sincerity work out very very well for him.

[winterrrnight]

Hey! I love your work, Could you possibly write a Zach Maclaren x reader, where the reader searches for a roommate and she meets Zach and they start being roomies and like cute stuff happens and they end up together🫶🏻

thank you so so much for this gorgeous request! I can't even tell you how much I've always thought about it, I have so so many ideas for it, I am just struggling to put them all together in a good order, so it took me so so long to put it out, but, nevertheless, I hope you enjoy reading it!!

roomies (part I)

PAIRING: zach maclaren x gn!reader

SUMMARY: as your bills pile up and it starts to get lonely living in your apartment, you start your search for a roommate. little did you know, you will come across someone so much more than a roommate.

WARNINGS: none!

EDITH SPEAKS: this is finally out! probably one of my favorite requests I've ever had. this took me so long to write, and honestly, I'm still stuck at a certain part of it, so I decided to split it into parts. who knows, it may become a very amazing series <3

please please reblog if you enjoyed reading this! feedback is always so loved and appreciated <3

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You sigh as you put up one of your last flyers on a pole. It's been weeks since you started looking for a roommate who can move in with you in your apartment, but you've turned up with no luck. Whoever calls you up to be your roommate always has this one problem which is something you just can't handle.

One of the guys who called you up was a drummer, and as much as you love music, all the drumming throughout the day will not help you when you're trying to get some work done at home.

Another one is a complete party animal, and your will power isn't strong enough to wake up almost everyday to a mess of empty alcohol bottles around your house.

So you've made a tough but much needed decision: you will accept whichever person calls next to be your roommate.

Are you desperate? Extremely.

Will it affect you if the person has some qualities or hobbies which do not align with your own life? Of course.

But will it help you pay all your bills? Yes.

No more questions needed.

You come back to your apartment and find an envelope waiting for you in your mail. You open it up to see it's the updated electricity bill for the month. You've seen enough bills with an insane amount of zeroes at their bottom, and this one makes you realise if you don't get a roommate soon, you're going to be kicked out of this apartment.

You sit at your kitchen island, your forearms resting in front of you and your head slumped in your hands as you turn over the details of the current situation you're in over and over in your head. You don't exactly have the most high paying job which can allow you pay all your bills independently, leaving you with enough money for your university tuition and to feed yourself.

Your phone dings with a notification, and you look at it to see it's an unknown number. With hope heavy in your heart you open the text, and you're very glad to see it's someone asking about the apartment.

unknown number: please tell me you are still open to take roommates because I've been looking for an apartment for weeks and have had no luck. I promise I'm not weird.

You let out a small chuckle as you read the text.

you: yes it's still available. and it's okay I don't think you're weird I feel your desperation because same, I've been looking for a roommate for weeks.

You text this person a bit more, and you find out his name is Zach Maclaren and he's in the same university as yours, but you two have very different courses so you never saw each other on campus.

You both have set up to meet at a local coffee shop to get to know each other better, and you have been feeling a bit more excited than you should be. You saw his pictures and you definitely found him attractive. And if he helps you by being a perfect roommate, you might as well gain something more out of this whole situation.

You reach the coffee shop and just as you sit, Zach arrives. He comes up to you with a big smile on his face and even gives you a hug, encasing you completely in his warmth.

You definitely have trouble parting from him, seeing how perfectly your body fits within his, but you do and you both sit on the opposite seats of the table you chose.

"Are you coming from one of your soccer practices?" You ask, as you take a proper look at his outfit to find he's wearing a t shirt with shorts and some sports shoes.

"Yeah, I was worried the practice time might clash with our time to meet up, but thank god it didn't," he lets out a light laugh as you smile at him.

You decide to order all your food first, and then resume your conversations as you wait for it.

"You're telling me you love to cook?" You gasp and he laughs at your reaction.

"Yes," he says with a big grin on his face.

"That's actually so perfect, I mean, if you do move in with me, we can make a proper system of how one is mostly responsible for the cooking and the other for cleaning. It's actually going to relieve so much load off the both of us," you say, as you are served all your food.

Zach takes his coffee and takes in a big sip before speaking. "That is going to be great," he adds. "And we can do all the other stuff together, like grocery shopping or shopping for anything for around the house,"

You smile wide and nod at him, and you both start to eat the scones and croissants you got. A silence falls around you both for just a few minutes as you both eat, but it doesn't feel awkward, if anything, it feels so right. As if you're both meant to be sitting opposite to each other every single day while having your dinner.

You have clicked very quickly with him, and you're so grateful for that, because this might as well be the end of your long, tiring search of finding a roommate. All that is left is to get a approval from him, but you have a feeling he won't say no, because he seems very enthusiastic about it, just the way you are.

"So, what's the verdict? Would you love to move in with me?" You ask, your heart slightly beating faster.

"Of course I would love to! I have spent way too long trying to find a roommate and I don't think I want to continue to do that, but also you seem very nice and I think we would work perfectly together," he smiles at you. You immediately relax and let out a scream of happiness. You get up from your chair to give him another hug as you walk behind him, wrap your arms around his shoulders and gently squeeze them with happiness.

"Thank you Zach, thank you so much," you say as he laughs and gently holds onto your arms. You let go of him and sit back on your seat.

"There's one thing you need to help me with though," you say, and he looks at you expectantly, "so you see, about this month's rent..."

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You finally get the last box from Zach's car and bring it up to your apartment. You keep it on the floor right next to the others and let out a sigh of relief as you sit on your couch to rest.

Just a few minutes Zach comes up too after getting some other things from his car. Just a few days ago, you brought him to your place to allow him to look around and explore. There isn't much to explore, but you were glad when he was happy with his bedroom. But he there is one thing he isn't satisfied with: your kitchen.

"No, you just don't have all the stuff you'll need in here," he says as he walks to your kitchen with a box in his hand labelled as 'kitchen equipment' as you follow him, concerned about what he means when you don't have all the 'stuff'.

He sets the box on the kitchen island and opens it, and you peek over his shoulder to find equipment you only see in those fancy cooking videos on the internet; something you never even considered of buying.

"Whoa," you whisper, as you see him pull out atleast 10 different types of baking moulds. You pick one up and see it is in shape of a skull.

"And this comes in handy when. . ." you trail off, looking at him expectantly, but he's just ushering around your kitchen to keep all his stuff and also rearranging some of your own utilities.

"Halloween, duh," he adds, turning to you and taking the mould from your hands. He keeps it alongside his other moulds in one of your cabinets.

"Your spice drawer needs a lot of work, by the way," he comments, leaving the kitchen and getting started on organising his bedroom.

You huff at his unrequired comment and follow him to his bedroom to help him set up everything in there.

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You wake up to the sunlight entering through your curtains, lighting everything around you in a golden tint. Unlike the usual silence you hear each morning when you wake up, today you hear the sounds of pots and pans from the kitchen, something sizzling away on the stove and the string of the melody being sung by the one and only, Zach.

You go into the kitchen to see him with his bare back towards you as he flips a pancake (and your eyes wander over his back muscles flexing, but that isn't what's necessary right now) and places it in a plate of already piling pancakes next to him. They are perfectly round and golden, something you can never be so perfect at even if you tried too hard.

"Oh hey good morning," Zach says with a smile as he notices you have appeared by his side.

"Hey," you say with a yawn, your eyes still threatening to close. "Did you sleep well?"

"I did, actually, for some reason I thought it may take me some time to adjust to a whole different room and bed but I was very relaxed," he tells you. He piles the last pancake on top of the others and now fully turns around to face you.

"I don't think I've ever had such a lavish breakfast on my own before," you say as you take two plates and knives and forks and follow Zach to your kitchen island.

"Well, now I'm living with you, so it's lavish breakfasts, lunches, and dinners from now on," he grins. You break into a smile as he serves you some pancakes. You thank him and just as you take the first bite, you feel like you've been transported to heaven.

"Wow," you say, your eyes wide and your voice muffled. You never knew homemade pancakes could be this delectable. Zach smiles at your reaction and eats his own pancakes, both of you completely contented as you kick start your Sunday.

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You reach Zach's room with your vacuum cleaner; as per your system, you are responsible for all sorts of cleaning around that house and Zach for the cooking. You knock at his door and here a 'come in' and pull on the latch.

He's going through one of his drawers to get a t shirt while he stands with just a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair wet as drops drip down his neck. He swallow the huge lump in your throat as you close the door behind you.

"I'm just going to vacuum in here real quick," you clear your throat as you peel your eyes off his toned chest and focus on cleaning. The humming of your vacuum cleaner fills the air around you, and Zach goes back into his washroom to wear his clothes.

"Oh would you like to hit the grocery store with me? I noticed you're out of some vegetables and other stuff," he asks as he comes out of the washroom.

You nod at his words and quickly finish up the vacuuming of his room. Soon you both leave for the grocery store.

You take a cart and push it around the store as Zach brings items to put in the cart. You spot some items you have never even thought of adding to your food before. Zach is quick to pile up the cart.

"You know you're hundred percent responsible for all the food bills of our house," you say, half joking.

"Oh yes don't worry about that," he says seriously, as he bends down to a lower shelf to get some sort of special sauce.

When the cart is pretty much filled to the brim, you both reach the self check out station. You stand at the side and Zach starts to bill in all he has bought, and just as he said, every single penny for the groceries came out so his pocket.

When Zach has put all the bought items in the bags, you go ahead to pick one but he stops you.

"Don't worry about it, I'll handle it," he says, picking both of the clearly heavy bags with ease. You try to say something, but you realise quick that there actually isn't a point to say anything; what he wants his way, is going to happen his way.

You follow him out to his car.

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It's been just over a week since Zach moved in with you, and you've got to say, you've adjusted way too quickly than you thought you would. Every plan you make, every task you set, seems to always align perfectly with his own, which allows you both to do your own things in your own perfect harmony. He even helped you with your loading bills of the month, even though it was initially decided he would start taking his financial duties from the first of the upcoming month.

Every morning you wake up to the most perfect breakfast you can dream of, and Zach gets to come back from university to a spotless home. You both usually carpool and save a lot on gas money, which has started to make an effective change to your savings.

Zach's home cooked meals are out of this planet, and you don't remember what's the last time you ordered take-out. Everytime you crave something, Zach will make it at home, and you'll be left completely surprised with how it tastes even better than the take-out.

Zach loves to try new things almost each week, and you're now his personal taste tester (as he likes to call it), or his personal guinea pig (as you like to call it, because you think he's experimenting on you).

"You can so easily sneak poison into any of your dishes and bam, no one will ever know," you joke from your position in your living room, as Zach is in the kitchen whipping up something.

You hear him laugh from the kitchen, and you shake your head with a smile as you focus back on the book you're reading.

Suddenly he comes running out of the kitchen to you, with a ladle in his hand. Before you can question him about anything, he basically shoves it in your mouth.

"How is it? Too spicy? Too salty? I think it needs just a dash of cumin but I'm not sure if it needs cumin or maybe some, I don't know, paprika? Fenugreek seeds? I just, I cannot think-"

"It's perfect," you whisper, as you feel the earthy broth go down your throat, spreading the most beautiful symphony of flavors in your mouth.

Zach stops his rant and looks at you with his eyes wide. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, yes I am!" You say excitedly, as you get up and push him towards the kitchen. "This is absolutely perfect," you look at the pot full of the broth kept on a low simmer. You take the ladle from him and scoop some more broth from the pot and move it closer to him.

He gently sips onto it and closes his eyes for a moment. "It is perfect," he whispers, taking the ladle from you. You nod with a big grin on your face as you watch him add some coriander on top to garnish and close the lid.

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Sonic movie 3 spoilers (again, cause I got more to say)

I love that this movie just immediately goes to the prison break. Like this movie really said "we know your here for him, we're not gonna make you wait." XD

The entire break out scene is so good. The lighting, the stasis tube thing is cool, the animation of Shadows little sleepy twitches. The subtle build up to the fact he's waking up (cause if he's twitching, that means he'd be in REM sleep, a stasis should be deeper, right?) The heart monitor alerting the guards to him waking up. Then there's the scene of him leaving the island, where he races across the water, and maybe I'm just imagining it, but I SWEAR you can see a learning curve in his initial animation. Like it looks like he takes a moment to figure out how to race across the water, which makes sense cause he's never done that before. It's some subtle but good animation and I appreciate it.

I love that he isn't immediately on a revenge spree, he's just kind of unsure what to do with himself. Like he hates GUN certainly, but like, yeah, he should. I wouldn't advise someone to trust the people that attacked his home and killed his best friend. Dude has every right to be defensive, and it was FULLY GUN's idea to attack him in a highly populated area.

I like that Shadow wasn't really too intent on harming Sonic and the gang, he was mostly trying to avoid and prevent them from following. I also like Shadow not being really cocky and arrogant, cause frankly I'm not sure that ever fit his backstory.

I like that it was Gerald who put the revenge idea in his head-annnnd as I say that, I understand that it was a way of doing the memory alter thing but in a less complicated way. NICE. I love the little haunted house moment in mountain base, loved seeing ma boi Casper. XD

I love Super Sonic's fight with Shadow. I love love LOVE Shadow's super form being more white gold, I'm sure that's not new, but he's real pretty. XD It's also really funny cause like...he has no idea what's going on but just goes with it. He has no idea what the chaos emeralds are, has no idea why Sonic is gold now, no idea why he's now gold, but is still unfazed. He is the epitome of the John Mulaney bit; "This might as well happen today."

I love that Shadow just kind of wants Sonic to kill him. Some good character writing. He wants justice/revenge for Maria, but he also just wants the pain to end. He just wants it all to go away.

tHE LIVE AND LEARN MOMENT WAS GREAT. NO NOTES. JUST PERFECTION. (The little genuine smile Shadow gets is so nice. Oh my god. It was hype)

HE TOOK OF THE POWER CUFFS! IT WAS NEVER STATED, THEY JUST FULLY TRUSTED THE FANS TO UNDERSTAND(at least...i don't recall the power cuffs ever being explained in the movie...)

While part of me misses the whole "Gerald made Shadow to cure Maria" thing, it doesn't really take away from the movie, and it does make it easier to do a Black Arms story line in the future, if they wanted to. Like they left that door WIDE open.

I think the only thing in this movie that I wasn't sure I liked was Gerald...we didn't really get any scenes of him before the 50 year imprisonment, so I kept having to remind myself that he likely wasn't this weird 50 years ago. But I also know they had to make him weird cause it's fucking Jim Carrey. XD Regardless, I think it ever so slightly took away from the emotional impact of the Eclipse canon scheme, cause I can't take him seriously for even a second. I'm also not sure how I feel about Keanu Reeves voice acting...like, he suits Shadow, but ...sometimes it feels like it's lacking some emotion. But maybe that's just the intended direction? Idk, I'll have to watch it a second time before I can really make a judgment. Maybe I'm just not used to it. XD Regardless, it would be the fans fault and not Sega cause yall asked for Reeves XD

I CALLED THE END CREDIT SCENE! I KNEW IT WAS GONNA BE METAL SONIC! Eggman has had that quill thing forever, it's been established that his quills can power things, it only makes sense for Metal Sonic to appear.

I did not suspect MANY metal sonics however, or AMY!?! YOOOO??? Never have I been so hyped to see Amy XD

I had a blast at this movie X3