#getting 2 different dates for when package will arrive

[maple-and-pie]

Package when??

[yourlocalxenomorph3]

why is it so fucking hard to find information on the logistics of international shipping

[host-club-hq]

Indeed: ~y/n's Promotion!~

➼ pairing: kyoya ootori x reader

➼ summary: A long awaited promotion, indeed...

➼ word count: 7.4k

➼ what to expect: "Compose yourself, y/n, smile y/n."

➼ warnings: teensy bit of angst if you squint

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➼ welcome to season 2 of Indeed! i thought we would start it off with a bang :)

"Oh... dear God." You gawk at the dress placed in your arms by Hikaru, glancing up at him for reassurance. "You're joking." It's more of a plea than a statement.

"C'mon, surely you knew our theme for today was service staff by now." Hikaru scoffs, shaking his head.

"Honestly, Senpai, you're our manager dating our director... how are you out of the loop?" Kaoru tsks with a sigh.

You crane your neck to glance at your aforementioned boyfriend behind you, your glare worth daggers, "This was your idea?"

Kyoya's eyes merely flit to you for a moment, returning to his laptop quickly, "You know me better than that, y/n. Whose idea do you think it was?"

Another quick turn of your head to Tamaki, the same glare present. He sweats nervously, "Those idiots told me you'd look good in a maid costume! It wasn't my idea!" He defends himself adamantly.

You grumble, "Too bad we can't stick Haruhi in this dress."

"We can after club hours." The twins smirk devilishly.

"Senpai." Haruhi whines.

"Sometimes I forget why I didn't just go to London." You drape your costume over the back of a chair, threading your fingers through your hair with a sigh.

"Because Kyoya-Senpai begged you to stay, remember?" Hikaru and Kaoru deadpan, appearing by your side once more.

You snort, "Oh, yeah. It was just Kyoya. Mhm." You cross your arms with a cocked brow.

"And I didn't beg. I asked." Kyoya pipes up, not bothering to meet your gazes when the three of you turn to him.

"You're delusional." You snicker, throwing him a knowing glance. He rolls his eyes, returning diligently to his work.

"Enough of your bickering. y/n, our guests are arriving soon- hurry up and put the dress on!" Tamaki whines, pushing you by your shoulders to the backroom.

"I don't understand why I have to wear everything that you wear! Can't I just wear black and white? I'm not even a host." You pout as Tamaki shuts the door behind you. You tear the dress from its packaging and begin stripping down.

"You wouldn't be-"

"-as cute that way, Senpai."

"I beg to differ." You grumble, stumbling as you slide the bodice of the dress up your torso. You, personally, think you'd look just as cute in black and white clothing, but you digress.

"Don't forget the headband!" You hear the door handle jiggle at Hikaru's voice.

"Ah! Don't you dare! Give me ten more seconds." You exclaim in a scolding tone.

"Back away from the door, Hikaru." Kyoya pipes up. Hikaru does as he's told, gulping. You nearly laugh.

"How do I look, Haru-chan?!" Honey tugs insistently at Haruhi's arm, forcing her eyes to fall upon himself and Mori dressed in their servant uniforms.

"You look great, Senpai." She nods with innocent eyes, straightening her own bow tie around her neck at the collar of her crisply white button-up shirt.

"Oh! Daddy's little girl looks so cute!" The telltale sound of Tamaki's fawning reaches your ear as you straighten the straps to your apron.

"Look at you in your tailcoat!" By the sound of Haruhi's groans, it sounds like he's smothering her.

You crack the door open and thrust your hand into open air, wriggling your fingers expectantly, "Where's the headband I must wear?" You groan.

"Come all the way out and get it." Kaoru teases.

"I don't have to wear it, you know-" Suddenly, the headband is placed in your palm and you snicker triumphantly.

"Thank you, boys." You chuckle, shutting the door promptly.

You slide the headband over the crown of your head and allow it to sit just behind your ears, straightening it the best you can and dusting off your apron before stepping out hesitantly.

You grumble, "This feels really demeaning." You pull at the ends of your dress, turning in a circle to get a look at yourself.

"Am I going to carry around a tray and do little poses?" You demonstrate your meaning by popping a leg up and holding a peace sign to your eye.

Your ears catch a light chuckle, twisting your neck to find Kyoya dressed in a black tailcoat tuxedo, straightening his clean, white gloves, shaking his head at you.

"Well, don't you look fancy." You snicker as he moves a gloved hands to his glasses to adjust them on his nose.

"That is the intention, yes." With a somewhat knowing smile, Kyoya peers down at you in your own costume.

"Alright, men!" Tamaki claps his hands to gain each host's attention, and he does so effectively.

"And women." He adds secondly, continuing on with a coy smile, "Our guests will be arriving soon. Now, it is important that we all play well into our roles as servants for our ladies today. Today, we not only charm our guests, but we will wait upon them as well!"

"Now you get to experience what I do everyday." You nudge Kyoya in the ribs, earning a scoff from him. "I doubt it'll be difficult," he replies with a coy expression.

"I never said it was difficult. But remember, I never said you'd like it, either." You tease mischievously, offering him a soft pat to his shoulder as you waltz off to take your position for opening.

And as the first guest of many arrives, the club is there to welcome them warmly in perfect poise, hands folded diligently with deep bows.

"Welcome." The usual chorus of voices reaches the ears of the first guest as they enter, earning a second chorus comprised of gasps and soft exclamations of awe.

You bow traditionally, "Welcome, ladies. May I ask who you would prefer to serve you this afternoon?" In your one hand, a notepad, and in the other, a pen, as you await their reply.

The guests snicker to themselves, flattered by your sudden attention. One of them speaks up. "Hikaru and Kaoru, please."

You smile and gesture with an open hand for the girls to follow you, "Very good, right this way, please." You bring them to their seats as if you were a hostess. That very word causes your heart to flutter excitedly, but it quickly dies down as you focus on your duties that are simply those of a maid.

You continue to seat guests at the respective tables for each host.

The more and more guests you escort to Kyoya's area, the more you become confused. Your romantic relationship is more than common knowledge ever since the twins couldn't keep their mouths shut about the whole stunt Kyoya pulled on the last day of the Ouran fair. You assumed more guests would be devastated by this knowledge, avoiding Kyoya as a host, but it seems his numbers are skyrocketing.

"Kyoya, tell us how you saved y/n again! It's so romantic!"

Kyoya nearly loses his composure at the sudden inquiries flying his way, slotting a hand behind his neck awkwardly, "Well, I hardly think you'd want to hear about that. I'd much rather talk about you."

"But Hikaru says you fell off the bridge! And you confessed your love to y/n all at the same time!"

You can't help the own rosy tint that falls over the apples of your cheeks at the notion that the guests know all about your private affairs. Well, not so private...

"That is true, yes..." At Kyoya's confession, the guests crowding him squeal, faint, and shake each other incessantly.

Both you and Kyoya had discussed the possible repercussions of being together publicly, and he mentioned that he wouldn't particularly mind if his guests seemed to dwindle off into smaller numbers. But currently, you're looking at an insane influx of patrons surrounding him.

"Did you really dance in the water? Did you kiss her?"

"Oh, I wish someone would do that for me!"

"I can't believe she was going to leave!"

You make a mental note to bash Hikaru's head in when you get the chance, a more cherry tint spreading across your cheeks and inching toward your ears.

"Welcome, ladies! Can I get you some tea?" Honey approaches his table with a tray full of steaming teacups, one for each customer. "Oh! You know what would go great with this tea? Some cake!" he says, brimming with excitement. Mori appears at his side with one arm folded behind his back, the other gracefully carrying a tray of cake slices at Honey's suggestion.

"Thanks, Honey!" A guest says, graciously accepting his offering. "Won't you stay and enjoy it with us?" she requests curiously.

"Well... okay! But only for a little bit, because then I have to go back to waiting on you pretty ladies!" Honey leaps onto the sofa beside his guests and promptly munches on a slice of cake offered to him by the guest adjacent to him.

Tamaki glances over his shoulder, excusing himself from his guests for a moment, throwing in an excuse — something along the lines of bringing them more refreshments.

"Hikaru, Kaoru!" He hisses in a whisper, snapping his fingers briefly. The twins slide into view at his beck and call, saluting their leader and mimicking his tone, "Yes, sir!"

"Gather the others and meet me in the back room! Make sure y/n doesn't see any of you." Tamaki implores, shooing them away.

"On it!" they eagerly reply, bolting off to grab the first host in sight. Hikaru and Kaoru sweep up Honey first, who hums in question as they scoop him up effortlessly. Mori follows soundlessly after that, head barely tilted curiously.

"Thank you, ladies, I- hey! What are you doing?!" Haruhi stammers, suddenly feeling Hikaru and Kaoru's arms looped under her own, dragging her on her heels away from her guests. The girls seated in Haruhi's area blink disorientedly as she's whisked away.

Just as the twins are even thinking about taking Kyoya with them by force, he raises a definitive gloved hand, "No need, I'm coming."

They comply immediately, nodding shortly and making their way to Tamaki's designated meeting place.

And suddenly, when you glance around aimlessly for a host... there are none in sight. In fact... they're all gone. Guests slowly get up from their seats across the room, making their way over to you with curious expressions.

"y/n? Where did Tamaki go?"

"Yeah, and Hikaru and Kaoru are missing!"

Your eyes grow wide as you stand speechless in the middle of a sea of guests, all tilting their heads in your direction with questioning eyes.

"Uh..." You murmur, unsure yourself as to where you boys have wandered off to... all... at the same time...

Odd.

Meanwhile, in another room, Tamaki throws his arms around Hikaru and Kaoru's shoulders on either side of him, forming a makeshift huddle as Mori and Kyoya remain standing upright, all the while participating in the discussion.

"Alright men, we need to think about this carefully," Tamaki begins.

"What exactly are we doing?" Haruhi glances to each host for an explanation, completely and hopelessly lost.

"Discussing the operation, of course." Kyoya vaguely mumbles.

"What operation? What's going on?" Haruhi looks to someone else for a clearer explanation.

"When we go back out there, we give y/n a run for her money! This operation is improv style- come up with whatever ridiculous request you can, and make sure she does it!" Tamaki whispers harshly, earning nods from his fellow hosts, who seem to be following along diligently.

Haruhi tilts her head, "Huh?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Alright, 'Operation: y/n's Host Trial' is a go!"

~y/n's Promotion!~

"Wait, what? We're making y/n-Senpai a host?" Haruhi asks with wide, incredulous eyes. Glancing to Kyoya's side profile, he gives nothing in return but a small, slowly forming smirk tugging at his lips.

"Hikaru, Kaoru: You know your jobs?" Tamaki inquires, pointing to the twins with a determined finger.

Kaoru shrugs, "Make y/n-Senpai-"

"-as busy as possible. We got it." Hikaru finishes, mirroring his brother's shrug.

Haruhi nearly pales, grimacing. When the twins are making someone busy, they're usually not doing it in a way that's particularly... tolerable.

"Are we sure that's a good idea?" Haruhi tries carefully, but no one seems to be listening. And if they are, they're intentionally ignoring her... which is definitely the case — Kyoya sees, hears, and knows all.

"Honey-Senpai?" Tamaki turns to Honey next, who salutes him immediately.

"Make y/n-chan take care of all of my problems!" He beams, contradicting his words.

"Kyoya, you are to-"

"Make sure y/n stays on task and doesn't get distracted." Kyoya adjusts his glasses, interjecting.

"By any means possible! Make y/n work!" Tamaki declares to the general group.

"By any means possible!" The hosts chorus back to him, save for Mori and Haruhi. They glance to each other apprehensively, exchanging concerned expressions.

"Mori-Senpai, I want you to keep a lookout for anything going wrong. Bring it to my attention immediately." Tamaki orders authoritatively.

Mori hums, but he doesn't necessarily agree... something seems off about this whole operation, and only he and Haruhi seem to be the ones who are not completely agreeing with everything Tamaki is saying.

"And Haruhi-" Tamaki begins optimistically.

"Look, Senpai, I don't know if I'm okay with working y/n-Senpai to the bone... she already does enough. Besides, hasn't she proved herself worthy to be a host already?" Haruhi implores, her expression quizzical.

"Nonsense! y/n has never actually hosted before. We need to see if she's up to the task!" Tamaki exclaims with an aura of dedication.

"... and to do that is to give her even more menial tasks than she already has?" Haruhi's shoulders slouch over in defeat when she realizes that Tamaki has absolutely no logic behind these trials... and the other hosts seem to be going along blindly. Which is... worrying.

"Senpai, I thought you were smarter than this." Haruhi grumbles, glancing up at Kyoya with an disgusted expression.

"I don't know what you mean by that. Besides, I don't see the harm in testing her a bit." Kyoya shrugs, not sparing her a glance.

"You realize that giving her hostly duties would be the way to do this? Not more errand girl duties? I don't even know why she still does those in the first place... she's our manager." Haruhi rubs her chin between her fingers in thought.

"She used to have a debt, remember? I just assume it's second nature to her by now to do all of those things." Kyoya proposes.

Haruhi hums thoughtfully, barely paying Kyoya any mind now.

As the two think out loud, chaos has been orchestrating among the trio of idiots with the addition of Honey.

"You all have your jobs, now get out there! We've been gone for way too long!" Tamaki ushers the twins out the door, followed by the rest of the hosts, and only two of them are starting to already rethink this horrible operation.

"There you guys are. What on earth were you thinking, all disappearing at once like that?" You huff, hands angrily on your hips as you approach them.

"Just discussing host things!" Tamaki assures, which doesn't make you feel any better in the slightest.

You raise a brow, irked. Rolling your eyes, you wave them off, "Whatever." You grumble.

Tamaki and Honey make discreet eye contact, and Tamaki nods subtly.

"Wah~! y/n-chan!" Honey wails, immediately gaining your attention.

"Senpai, what's wrong?" You appear to his table in the blink of an eye, brows furrowed in concern as his tearful eyes look up at you.

"I'm out of chocolate cake! Can you please get some more?" He hiccups, his hands drawn to his chest as he sniffles.

Your eyes fall on a perfectly full tier of strawberry and white cake, glancing back at Honey with an unsure expression, "But Honey-Senpai, you have plenty of cake right here-"

"But I want chocolate cake!!" He insists with a whine you rarely hear from him, especially in such an insignificant situation.

His guests chuckle nervously, offering you confused glances, and you return them with an apologetic smile.

"Alright, alright... I'll be right back."

You turn to head to the storage room, stealing a slight glance back at Honey as you go. It's common for Honey to act childish, that's his whole gimmick... but you rarely see him throw a tantrum like a true toddler. Maybe you shouldn't have given in, like a responsible mother wouldn't have. Well, a responsible mother wouldn't allow her child to eat as much cake as Honey does anyway, so that idea is long out the window by now.

Upon reaching the cabinets that store treats and sweets, you find that the host club is completely out of chocolate cake — not one slice to be seen.

You tilt your head. "Odd..." you say to yourself, quietly. You swear you'd seen an abundance of it just days before... Honey couldn't have possibly gone through that much chocolate cake in a few days... could he? Maybe you just need to stay more on top of things. No matter: you mark acquiring more chocolate cake on your mental to-do list and suppose that the academy's refectory will have to do.

You return to Honey, who looks hopeful at your arrival. You sigh, "I've got to run down to the refectory, our cupboards are barren of chocolate cake... I'll be right back."

Honey's eyes water, his prominent pout returning.

"I'm going now! I promise, I'll be right back." You swear.

And before Honey can burst into tears, which he looks like he's about to, you dash off, determined to reach the refectionary in record time... hoping that they either have chocolate cake on hand or that they can whip some up at lightning speed.

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With two armfuls of chocolate cake slices packaged in plastic, you push open the club doors and are immediately bombarded by a host.

"Where did you go? You were gone for quite a while." The not so melodic tone of your partner's voice reaches your ears, arms crossed.

"We ran out of chocolate cake and Honey-Senpai wants chocolate or nothing." You groan, adjusting your stature to better cradle the inconveniently shaped packaged cake slices.

"You still shouldn't leave us without warning, guests have been waiting for their refreshments." Kyoya follows close behind as you start your journey to the storage room.

You blink, surprised at his lack of understanding, "Kyoya, I was only gone for fifteen minutes, you can't pour tea yourself?" You try your hardest to laugh off the comment.

"It's not our job to pour tea."

You haven't heard him belittle your duties like that since he disregarded your debt... since before you were dating. But, before you can react, you're promptly whisked away.

"y/n, where have you been?" Tamaki circles behind you, pushing you by your shoulders to the back room, "Put those away and come out immediately, and bring the tea!"

You blink as Tamaki leaves you to the storage room, putting the cake slices in their rightful place in a sort of daze. The boys have scarcely ever been quite this urgent with you. Even if they are, they try their best to be as forgiving as possible if you're running a bit behind.

You arrange the pot of tea and matching cups on your familiar tray, hoisting it off the table and into your hands as you scurry out to meet Tamaki, who apparently so urgently needs you.

It seems as though every time you pass through a doorway, you're needed by a different host. This time, the twins are at your side in an instant the moment you enter the main room.

"Hey, Senpai, we need your opinion." Hikaru begins, both twins effectively blocking your path.

"Yeah, it's urgent." Kaoru nods with a seemingly forced intense expression.

"Um..." You grimace, fingers tightening around your tea tray, but you don't see the harm in humoring them only for a moment.

"What was it that we wanted to ask her again, Hikaru?" Kaoru inquires, fingers stroking his chin in thought. Hikaru mirrors his twin, humming.

"I can't remember, Kaoru... hm..."

"Guys, I really need to-"

"No, no! We'll only be a second, just give us some time to remember it." Hikaru interrupts you.

You sigh with exasperation, shoulders slouching as you semi-patiently wait for Hikaru and Kaoru to remember what they spontaneously needed your opinion for.

"y/n, what on earth are you doing? We needed that tea tray two minutes ago." Kyoya materializes at your side, checking his watch and beckoning you to follow him.

"Sorry, guys." You hastily apologize to the twins, following Kyoya at his heels.

"Here, Kyoya, can you bring this over? I really need to make sure Honey-Senpai has his-" You offer the tray up to Kyoya as you follow him, but he turns sharply and holds his hand out.

"Nonsense, I have my guests to attend to. I simply don't have the time." He informs you.

Your brows furrow, "Well, neither do I, Kyoya, that's why I'm asking you to do it. If I had the time, I'd-"

"I don't want to hear excuses. Deliver the tea, then attend to Honey-Senpai." Kyoya leaves you with that.

You're left bewildered at his choice of tone toward you, gawking in the direction he disappears in.

You inhale sharply and exhale just as quickly, shaking your head to yourself as you arrive at Tamaki's table, setting down the tea tray and adorning a bright smile, "Here's your tea ladies. Now, if you'll excuse me." You direct your glower in Tamaki's direction, putting a particular annoyed inflection on your words as you find him simply lounging on the sofa, surrounded by swooning guests. Tamaki grins sheepishly.

You turn on your heel to find Honey-Senpai, who seems to be having the time of his life entertaining his guests... until he catches your eye. Suddenly, he blinks in rapid procession and tears are streaming down his cheeks.

"y/n-chan, I need my chocolate cake!" He whimpers, arms flailing in a tantrum-like manner.

"Okay, just a second!" You call over your shoulder, rushing back to the storage room and throwing open the cabinets. You all but snatch a slice of chocolate cake... grabbing another for good measure, and dash out to tend to Honey's blubbering cries. Placing the slices in front of him, you anxiously await his reaction.

His sobbing subsides all too quickly, and he's left beaming up at you, "Thanks, y/n-chan!" And with that, he's devouring his sweets.

You exhale with an aura of relief, folding your hands before you, "Not a problem. Can I get anyone else anything? More sandwiches?"

Honey's guests shake their heads, smiling, "We're okay, y/n, thank you!" They beam politely. You nod and slip away.

But you don't get a moment to yourself for long before the sound of shattering glass catches your ears, silence falling over the room after a round of surprised gasps.

You turn to find Hikaru and Kaoru at the scene of the crime, both standing over a mess of what looks like two broken teacups... that seem to have fallen straight from their hands and onto the floor... at the same time...

"Whoops! Clumsy us!" They chorus, a certain undertone of mischief present in their voices.

"y/n, could you get that for us-?"

"- yeah, we've got other stuff to do." They link arms, sauntering away to attend to their guests who are just as confused as you are.

You groan all too loudly for Kyoya's liking, apparently, as you make your way over to the mess and start to gather the bigger pieces.

"Remember, y/n, compose yourself. You'll have to learn to be compliant with anything if you want to get anywhere." Kyoya reminds, carelessly scribbling in his notebook as you slave away on the floor over a pile of broken china.

"Compose yourself, y/n, smile y/n." You mock in a high pitched tone under your breath.

"I heard that." Kyoya lifts his eyes briefly from his half-written sentence to meet your sheepish eyes, your lips drawing into a thin line. Kyoya's unamused eyes bore into your soul.

"Heard what?" You don't give him a moment to answer as you're off to discard of the larger pieces of china, acquiring a broom and a dustpan for the smaller shards.

Watching from afar, Haruhi crosses her arms, "They can afford to break fine china. If I broke a saucer, I'd be paying it off for two weeks."

As you pass her slouching figure, you giggle, "Yeah, double standards, am I right?" You snicker, dumping the shards of china into the nearest waste bin. Haruhi beams.

After making sure your palms are clean of glass, you swipe a tired hand across your forehead, sighing in relief at the momentary break you receive.

The key word is momentary, and you're not even sure you can call it that, as you're leaping to attention when Honey wails deafeningly once more. You grimace at his volume, cautiously peering over your shoulder to see what could possibly be the matter now.

"y/n-chan, I spilled tea all over my pants! I need new ones!"

Surely enough, just as you arrive at his side, your eyes immediately fall on the dark stain covering his pant legs, still slowly growing. Luckily, you know Honey's tea has been sitting out long enough to have grown cold. Still, you cannot fathom how he would be comfortable in a pair of damp slacks.

"Did you pack an extra uniform, Senpai?" You question, tilting your head.

Meekly, Honey shakes his head no. You suppress the strong, strong urge to groan loudly, as that would only upset him further.

"And I suppose you want me to find you one?"

At your offer, Honey beams, "Yes please!"

You feel your eye twitch involuntarily, forcing a strained smile, "Sure thing..." You say through clenched teeth.

As you turn around and lose Honey's attention, you snatch a throw pillow from a nearby sofa and shove it over your mouth, muffling a loud, frustrated groan, stomping your foot.

You inhale deeply through your nose, quickly regaining your composure and putting the throw pillow back in its place. You clear your throat and dust yourself off before setting off on your new mission.

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The only solution you found for Honey's problem was nothing short of embarrassing... to say the least. You've managed to venture all the way to the primary school building, thoroughly out of breath and practically begging for one of the sensei's to lend you their spare pair of boy's uniform shorts that they keep around in case of the elementary students having accidents.

You return to the club with the fresh shorts slung over your arm, receiving immediate attention from Kyoya.

"Where did you run off to this time? You were gone for-"

"Give me one second, please, Kyoya, I'll never hear the end of this if I don't give these to Honey-Senpai now." You forcibly shove past him, leaving him to watch you approach the elder, feeling anxious at the new frustrated attitude you've adopted.

Cautiously, you gain Honey's attention by tapping on his shoulder. "Senpai, these are the only pants I could find you," you say, presenting him with the elementary school uniform shorts. Although they're small, you expect them to fit. And, well, they're dry.

You barely notice the way, Honey glances to Tamaki for approval, as he would be fine accepting the pair of shorts you are offering him, but his boss shakes his head discreetly, indicating that Honey must give you a reason to do something else.

He sniffles on que, "I'm not gonna wear little boy's shorts! I want my uniform pants!" He hiccups.

Truthfully, by now, the wet spot on Honey's pants is mostly dry, and you can't even see the liquid given that his slacks are black to begin with.

You sigh in exasperation, "There's really nothing else I can do. These are the only-"

"No!" Against his better judgement, Honey smacks the shorts out of your hands and to the floor. The room grows silent at his outburst and everyone is patiently awaiting the next choice of words from either of you.

"That's embarrassing, y/n-chan! I don't wanna wear elementary shorts!" He insists, brows furrowed.

Your teeth grind in a heavy effort to reel in your outrage, afraid you'll explode and say something you regret to the poor boy.

"Senpai," Your tone is wavering, eyes shut as you do your best to regain a steady composure. "Unless you want me to drive all the way to your house and personally select another pair of trousers from your closet and come back here, there is nothing else I can do for you."

Honey can sense the sheer frustration in your voice, so he doesn't say anything further. He's decided he's played too much of a part in this little game, and he doesn't think it's very fun anymore... someone else is going to have to step in.

And someone else does. Just as Tamaki is starting to realize that this little "trial" has gone too far, Hikaru opens his mouth.

"Come on, Senpai, isn't this your job?"

Even his brother's eyes grow wide, tugging on Hikaru's sleeve to tell him not to push you anymore, but Kaoru freezes while doing so as you turn around menacingly, your gaze tearing daggers through Hikaru as you fume.

"No, Hikaru, it is not my job to be your personal servant-"

"Don't you serve your dad all the time at home? Get to it, y/n, we don't have all day."

Your fury is replaced by absolute astonishment at Hikaru's choice of words paired with the insult of lacking an honorific.

"Hikaru!" Kaoru scolds with a gasp, seemingly pushing HIkaru's consciousness back into reality as he realizes what he's just said to you.

And that's when Tamaki realized this entire operation was a mistake, uncrossing his arms in a state of shock.

Haruhi's attention turns to Mori as he stands adjacent to her. His eyes are closed in disappointment, as if he knew something like this would happen.

With an indignant huff, your voice slightly breaking, you throw the elementary boy's shorts to the ground, as a loud smack! echoes through the silent room. You manage to suppress your tears as you storm past the onlookers and to the grand double doors, slamming them behind you and bolting down the hall.

Tamaki does his best to disperse the crowd, directing intrigued guests back to their tea and snacks with a polite smile. As the crowd dissipates, Tamaki throws a panicked expression in Hikaru's direction.

"When I said make y/n as busy as possible, I didn't mean make her busy crying!" Tamaki stomps his foot, fuming.

"I didn't mean to! I just wanted to make her mad!" Hikaru whines, feeling the immense weight of guilt pulling at his heart strings.

"She was already mad, you pushed her over into hurt." Haruhi pipes up, arms crossed. She could have guessed that this was exactly what would happen if you were pushed to your breaking point.

Hikaru hangs his head, ashamed of his words toward you as his heart pulses painfully. Kaoru clings comfortingly to his side. "Don't worry, I bet Senpai knows you didn't mean it," He assures. Hikaru only nods slightly.

"I didn't think she was gonna cry!" Honey cries, now bursting into genuine tears. Honey seeks Mori for comfort, lip trembling as his mind runs rampant with his intolerable behavior toward you. Mori places a still hand atop his head without a word.

"I think we'll have to move ahead with the plan a little early." Kyoya adjusts his glasses, taking hold of the reins of this operation.

"Tamaki, could you have the room ready by the time I get back? I'll go make sure she's alright." Kyoya tucks his notebook and pen away.

Tamaki nods, "Good idea, Kyoya. You heard the man, get to work." He orders, clapping his hands twice. The remaining hosts scurry away at his command.

As Kyoya withdraws from the clubroom, he has the slightest inclination as to where you might have run off to. Trusting his intuition, he sets off to the place he has in mind.

It's a bit of a longer walk, and Kyoya can't imagine that you ran all the way here, but his intuition was, indeed, correct. He nearly smiles fondly to himself when he finds you perched on the edge of a familiar fountain in your maid's uniform, knees drawn to your chest. Kyoya's chest aches painfully when you brush a stray tear from your cheek, sniffling quietly. He can barely hear you over the calming sound of trickling water flowing in the fountain.

Kyoya steps out from underneath the covered walkway and you notice him immediately.

"Oh." You straighten up, quickly wiping your damp cheeks and hoping your nose isn't too red. Luckily, your cheeks darken to the same rosy hue to match the tip of your nose.

"Want some company?" Kyoya offers gently. You nod wordlessly.

At your given consent, Kyoya sits on the ledge of the fountain beside you, craning his neck only slightly to peer over your shoulder as your back is turned to him.

"Are you alright?" He tilts his head.

You sigh, closing your eyes for a moment, "I know he didn't mean it, it's all part of some stupid charade you're all doing, but it still hurts."

If it wasn't for your last statement, Kyoya would have laughed. Of course you were aware of something going on, you're incredibly observant.

"I know. I'm not entirely sure where that came from, but it was unnecessary." Kyoya reaches out tentatively. His fingers gently caress your arm with an aura of hesitancy. He can't quite tell if you want him by your side or anywhere else.

Soon his uncertainty is settled, however, when you swivel your body and lean into him, still hugging your knees to your chest. Kyoya slithers a casual arm around your shoulders, holding you secure to his side.

"I don't want to go back in there," you say. Kyoya can practically hear the pout on your lips. He smiles softly.

"I think you'll be surprised." His optimistic tone brings your head up toward him to meet his eyes, looking hopeful.

"Promise?"

Kyoya knows without a doubt that what they have planned for you will raise your spirits in the most wonderful of ways. He angles his head to face you, eyes landing upon your expectant irises. The warmth in his heart spreads across his whole chest.

"Promise."

And when Kyoya promises something, you don't have a doubt in the world. A faint tint of red spreads across the apples of your cheeks, reaching the bridge of your nose when Kyoya places a gentle kiss just below your hairline.

You sigh quietly to yourself, hoisting yourself from the side of the fountain, "I better go and give Hikaru a chance to apologize anyway, I bet he's worrying himself sick." You tease, walking closely to Kyoya's side and nudging his shoulder.

Kyoya chuckles, "You know him all too well." He puts a simple, guiding hand to the small of your back.

"Well who do I have to thank for that, huh? Back in the day when you used to boss me around..." You quirk a brow, grumbling.

"Something good came out of it, right? I know they're a pain, but they certainly hold you in high regards." Kyoya says, moving to shove his hands in his pockets.

"Yeah, I sort of figured that after they staged an entire fight to get the chance to visit my house." You scoff, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

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You reach for the handle to the clubroom, but you're quickly stopped as Kyoya grabs it before you. You glance up at him with questioning eyes, hand poised mid air.

"Allow me." And with that, Kyoya pushes open the door. It creaks all too familiarly, and unexpectedly, you're flooded with a surge of rose petals.

You swat stray petals away from your line of sight, thoroughly confused: "We already opened for the day, what's with the theatrics?" You blink, realizing the room is shrouded in darkness.

"... are you guys just sitting here in the dark?" You squint. You turn to find Kyoya for an explanation, but he is nowhere to be seen.

The echoing thud of a spotlight switching on turns you around, and Tamaki is standing illuminated under a beam of light.

Lining a pathway toward him is an additional, less spectacular row of lights that flash from above. Hikaru, Kaoru, and Haruhi stand on one side in a row, and Kyoya, Mori, and Honey stand parallel from them. They all stand as if they're uniformed soldiers in their butler costumes, arms folded behind their back and eyes glued to you.

You blink, brows furrowed at their unusual formation. You haven't got anything planned... no special event or party that requires a dramatic entrance.

"y/n, would you please step forward?" Tamaki bows like a true prince would, one arm pressed to his chest and the other outstretched, head slightly angling up to glance at you.

Stunned to silence, your legs carry you to move closer to him, barely sparing each host an apprehensive glance on your way to the King.

You cannot even begin to fathom what is going on, a million ideas running through your head at a hundred miles an hour. Are you in trouble? Are they going to ask you to join a cult? Have they joined forces with the Black Magic Club and this is your initiation?

"You've proven yourself worthy against our trials, my dear." Tamaki announces in a royal tone.

"Trials?" You tilt your head to the side, looking curiously at the hosts around you.

"And so, I present you... with this." Tamaki looks to Kyoya a moment. Kyoya hands him a luxurious pillow, meant for ceremonies. Something is sitting a top it. It doesn't look too big, and it looks quite delicate.

When Tamaki is handed the pillow, he moves it into the light, lowering it to your level to reveal...

... a yellow rose?

"A rose?" You have to admit, it's quite beautiful, in perfect condition. However, you can't help but wonder what on earth he's giving it to you for... and in such a formal fashion.

"Your rose." Tamaki corrects in a gentle tone as if he were speaking to only you.

"My rose?" You parrot.

And then, it clicks.

Your rose.

Your rose.

The rose meant to represent you. To represent you as a host.

Your eyes tear from the beautiful flower to meet Tamaki's lilac irises, your lips parted in disbelief.

"Are you serious?" You absentmindedly take the rose with gentle fingers. The gorgeous pale yellow of its petals glisten under the sharp light above Tamaki's head.

"It's long overdue." Tamaki nods. He can't help but smile at your complete bewilderment.

With a cheek splitting grin, you let out a purely delighted laugh, surging forward and throwing your arms around Tamaki's neck, arms constricting tightly around him.

As surprised as Tamaki is at your reaction, his arms are quick to reciprocate, the warmth in his chest spreading to his lips as they smile fondly.

"Thank you." He hears you sniffle. He chuckles.

"It's wasn't my idea." As Tamaki gently lets you go, you know immediately who to look to.

Your gaze falls upon Kyoya's, already fixed on you with a soft simper.

He truly is a vision in his butler's tailcoat, arms tucked behind his back and eyes focused entirely on you with such an aura of adoration that it makes your heart pulse in the best of ways.

As you approach him, you can't wipe the smile from your lips, "You're really okay with this?"

Your consideration for his anxieties sets Kyoya even more at ease with his decision than he was before.

"Absolutely."

It's not necessarily the fact that you're becoming a host that excites you. Sure, it's a role you've longed for these past few years and you think you'd be an excellent candidate... but that's not the reason you're over the moon.

It would take only a bystander to realize how uncomfortable the notion of you becoming a host made Kyoya in the past. The idea of you catering romantically to anyone didn't exactly sit right with him, but that was when your combined futures were uncertain. That was before he knew the extent of your affection for him. It used to make him nervous to see you interact in such a way with others, but now...

Of course you're excited to become a host and explore the possibilities, but you're ten times more moved by the fact that you have gained such trust from Kyoya. A trust that exceeds his boundaries, a trust that allows him to put your ambitions above his anxieties.

And that is more important to you than anything he could have ever given you.

Such a notion brings a few tears to your eyes and your lip trembles in the slightest, a sound of appreciation caught in your throat as you reach toward him, hands cradling his jaw as you pull him down for a searing kiss. Although he hadn't expected it, Kyoya's hands quickly find their place caressing your waist, eyes slipping shut as he basks in the feeling of your lips pressed together.

Kyoya pulls back only just, gaining your attention and flicking his eyes behind you briefly, jerking his head in the same direction with a faint smile.

You turn to glance over your shoulder, making eye contact with the twins: particularly with Hikaru. He looks as though he might chew his lip off, eyes darting away from yours the moment he sees you looking at him. Kaoru nudges his shoulder a bit.

Kyoya turns you around by the waist and you take the initiative to make your way over to Hikaru.

Hikaru fidgets with his sleeve, "Senpai, I'm really sorry about-"

But as you lean up on the tips of your toes and peck his cheek, Hikaru's words catch in his throat, eyes growing wide as a flush spreads across his cheeks. He gulps as you flash him a charming smile.

"I know. Thank you." You nod, seemingly convincing Hikaru that you don't notice the profuse blush spreading to his ears.

"I'm sorry too, y/n-chan!" Honey exclaims, leaping into your arms. Although you have less than a few seconds to react, you quickly support his weight with ease, playfully grimacing as his hair tickles your cheek.

As you set Honey down, patting the top of his head, you glance around at the hosts surrounding you, "Who's going to do all of my chores now?" You inquire curiously.

"All of us." Mori declares, allowing the corner of his lips to twitch slightly upward when you turn to him with an appreciative smile.

"Yeah, we're all gonna chip in a little." Kaoru digs his fist into Hikaru's arm playfully, who rolls his eyes and rubs over the spot that Kaoru punched.

"It's the least we can do." Haruhi grins widely.

Tamaki sweeps in, taking you by the hand, "Without further ado, allow me to introduce our newest host type!"

Ever a lover of theatrical presentations, Tamaki turns you to face the rest of the hosts, bowing.

"The gentle type."

As your heart swells, gripping your yellow rose tightly between your fingers, the hosts erupt into applause.

"Does this mean Senpai has to flirt with our customers too?" Hikaru raises a brow.

"Guess we're gonna have more male patrons." Kaoru grumbles.

"Guys, your jealousy is showing." Haruhi deadpans, flashing you a knowing look. You return it with a smirk.

"Indeed." Kyoya teases, unable to suppress the smile spread across his lips.

"Now, y/n! Allow me to teach you everything I know about the art of hosting!" Tamaki takes you by the shoulder, casting his hand to the sky and starting on a monologue that you couldn't be paid to listen to in a million years.

Turning over your shoulders with a desperate call for help in your eyes, Kyoya merely shrugs. You roll your eyes.

"When talking to a customer, ask them questions about themselves! Everyone loves to talk about themselves-"

"Do they now?" You quirk an unamused brow. Tamaki completely overlooks your interjection.

You groan. It's going to be a long, long day...

🎵I run and run a thousand miles, and I am barely breathing. Only the fuel of a passionate heart keeps this body strong and moving forward.

Could it be I found a place to rest? How far until I’m OK?

Trees of the town reveal the time has come once again to shift our shade and colors. 🎵

🎵The world always changes around us but weakness will always remain;

Through all the pain, believe in who we are right here and now! 🎵

🎵Raise one hand to the sky; raise them both lift them high!!

And you’ll cut through the darkness make it go!

The time to start is now! And I can show you how.

Start with me, and the world will be even bigger than ever before. 🎵

♡Next time, on Indeed...♡

It's a certain someone's birthday who doesn't seem to share the same desire to celebrate it as much as everyone else...

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[chelemlem]

For the prompts: 5 times Oscar takes care of Lando and 1 time Lando takes care of him Back!

ty anon! hope u don't mind that i combined 2 prompts + made it LOVE ISLAND AU ↓ (why is this 1k)

"Watch your step," their driver says sharply, half a second before Lando's loafers slip on a particularly wet patch of earth climbing out the car.

"Cheers, mate," Lando says, heart thundering. Jesus. Fine way to start off his reality T.V career. Week one and out of the running 'cause he split his head open on some fucking rocks. 

Lando extracts his fingers from around the guy's bicep. Huh, not bad. He wasn’t trying to cop a feel, but.

"Anytime."

And he’s back to squinting at something on his digital notebook. Pale and rumpled, he looks out of place in the Majorca sunshine. There's a subtle furrow between his brows, like he’s got a long list of tasks to get through, and Lando’s just the first.

"That was close," George fusses, strategically sliding an arm around Lando's shoulder in a way that both highlights their height difference and show off his delts. One of those posh Cotswold types; harmless enough. Lando'd picked him for his first date because at the end of the day, they wanted the same thing—to win.

"Yeah, scary," Lando blinks up at him. Giggles for the cameras.

 

Lando's going to quit. 

Or like. Sue someone. He stares down at his pre-packaged meal, stomach turning. This was the one thing, the one thing he listed as part of his dietary restrictions, and still—

A shadow falls across his lap.

"Here," the PA from before says. Brown hair, thighs. Oscar?

Lando eyes the unmarked takeaway box hovering in front of him with suspicion. It smells okay. And anything's better than fish.

"Chicken rice," Oscar clarifies, handing him a spoon to match. "Thai okay?"

Oh. Lando gives him a smile, small but genuine. So someone did read the profile they made him write. Who would've thought?

Oscar clears his throat. "If you need anything else, just—I'll be over there."

He hightails it to where Luisa and the other girls are holding court around the firepit, sliding his headset back on as he goes. Nice arse too. 

Crew aren't allowed to speak to the islanders, if Max’s rudimentary Reddit trawl is to be believed, but whatever. Lando's not one for rules anyway.

He tucks into his chicken rice and tries to think of other things he needs. 

"There's a new bombshell arriving today," Oscar casually lets slip at mic-up. Quietly, under his breath.

The fuck? It's only been forty-eight hours since Nyck got here. Or maybe longer—who the fuck knows with the way time passes in the villa. There's nothing to do but tan and flirt, the sun setting on the same listless, lazy day forever. Forever. 

But more importantly—

"They hotter than me?"

Oscar's face does this put-upon little thing before sliding back to neutral. Instead of responding, he winds the mic pack around Lando's waist, bending down to secure it at his hips. 

Lando knows how to do it himself by now. Oscar knows Lando knows.

"By a fair bit, I reckon," he says finally, and escapes before Lando can call him a liar. 

"Also, you've got a terrible poker face. At least pretend to be touched when he surprises you with breakfast." 

"He made me eggs and toast, mate. Not exactly Michelin-star, is it?" Or chicken rice, for that matter.

Oscar sighs. "Next week's vote's going to the public. Just so you know."

Lando's not worried. He's survived this long—longer than Daniel, even, who won fan favourite, week two—so clearly there's something he's doing right.

He sort of wants out, anyway. He misses his phone. God, he misses sex. Everyone talks a big game, but when it actually comes down to it they're fucking, like, shy about doing it in front of the cameras. And the cameras are bleeding everywhere. Lando would know.

The only reprieve, or something like it, is—Oscar. 

He's not exactly forthcoming with chatter, but through the power of being cute and annoying, Lando learns a lot about him anyway. 

Like how he's a fan of the cricket. And he's got three sisters, none of whom give a fuck about the show. And how apparently being a former cub scout makes him some kind of authority on tying people up. 

"Just saying those knots seemed loose, is all." 

Lando feels a smirk coming on. "Watching, were you?" 

Oscar rolls his eyes. "I review the Hideaway footage to make sure it's fit for broadcast, yes."

"Kinky."

"Good job. Really defended my honour there." 

"Fuck off," Oscar says, surprisingly calm for someone with bruises trawling the side of their face.

"Dunno why you thought you could take him. He's got like two stone and six centimetres on you. And Charles heard he's done amateur boxing—"

"Got one decent one in there, at least?"

"Element of surprise, s'all it was."

Lando gives up with the bandages. He has no idea what he's doing—and his hands are shaking too much to be of any real use. Best leave it to medical.

"Oscar," he says, rubbing his eyes. His thumb comes away damp. Christ, this better not end up on telly. "The fuck were you thinking, mate." 

Oscar exhales long and hard. His voice is softer when he says: "Sorry. Wasn't really… thinking."

Lando punches his arm lightly—the good one.

"Next time, just. Ask me out normally, alright?"

"They're not firing me," Oscar's voice sounds stunned through the phone, coloured with relief. It's the most emotion Lando's ever heard out of him. Well, second most. "Did you—?"

"My agent said me and Carlos can call it quits two months after the finale," Lando interrupts. It's important, after all.

There's quiet over the line. He can hear Oscar breathing. In out, in out. 

"And what did you say?"

Lando leans forward, against the dash of his borrowed McLaren. The one he's being paid to drive around in, posting selfies with wine and roses in the passenger's. 

Runner's up is first loser and all that, but. It's still a pretty good deal.

"Told her I'll do two weeks." 

[bishie-haven]

After-party, Day 1!

Ugh, sorry, scheduling these is a nightmare

Day 2's content has arrived, and our after-party has begun! And I promised a similar, yet different outing to something I did last year, didn’t I?

Well…I’m ranking cards again.

BUT, this is going to be a bit of a change compared to 2023’s outing. Last year, I went with the entirety of Asmo’s card library and focused exclusively on the art that came on the tin. This year, a change is happening. As of writing this on May 16th, 2024, I have 93% of Nightbringer’s demon cards that include the fifth-born, almost the entire set! If you don’t believe me, here’s my Devilgram page of my collection:

With all Nightmare/event cards in my possession, I wanted to focus on something not many do when it comes to these lovely JPEGs: see how well their Devilgram stories hold up and if they’re a good reward for working your butt off in an event or squeezing every last DP or DV out of you for the gacha. I will be going on about the art as well, but I didn’t fully include it in the ranking because…well…I’ll admit it, picking which one I liked best would be like splitting hairs, almost impossible! Each one has its own perks and pros (and I will highlight that), how could a fan possibly choose?

Now unfortunately, I did say I only had 93% of the collection, 14 of 15 cards, to be exact. That sadly means I will not be taking the Chapter 21-40 UR+, Magic Compact, into account for the rankings. I will certainly make an update when the day comes and I get all those shards. Also, if for some reason we get a new card added before the week is up and I can get my hands on it in time, I’ll be doing a similar update as well.

But, enough wasting time!

(Also: Spoilers for EVERY Devilgram story ahead!!)

#14: A Gift for a Special Day (Birthday ‘23 UR)

I don’t really know how to word this…but I think this is the only Asmodeus card that rubs me the wrong way any time I even THINK about it. The entire thing revolves around you and Asmo going out on the town for his birthday, but he puts on this more suave and sophisticated persona in order for you to “see a different side of him”. I see a different side…and it feels absolutely wrong. I’m not saying I hate that he tries to be cool, the MC being escorted around, getting gifted a dinner outfit, and dancing to the slow notes of a piano, but the entire time it feels like I’m on a date with an alien masquerading as the demon. There’s a dialogue choice at the end that states “I miss the normal you”, and it couldn’t be more true. Later you find out through an unlockable chat that he asked Solomon (who later asks Diavolo) for help…channeling the suaveness of Lucifer.

Now I’ve started to grow on Luci more over the years, but even ignoring that he’s on the lower end of my favorites list, the circumstances surrounding the card did NOT help this statement gain any favor. Already following an event where we nearly lost an Asmo event SSR, this card was the result of them shedding the birthday event system for a year, using him as a guinea pig to test the new card gacha system before Luci’s birthday came a few weeks later, AND eliminating the birthday SSR that EVERY OTHER BROTHER (+ Simeon) got before this, the set still being incomplete to this day! It was arguably the lowest point of Solmare’s ignorance of the fifth (and that’s a WHOLE other can of worms I may dive into one day), and the fact they were pretty trying to package the eldest’s charm in the boy who LITERALLY has a charm power will unfortunately taint this card for me.

However, as I said before, the art on the card isn’t bad, quite good, even. Completing the pajama set of ‘22-23, the bare chest with the robe fits the mood (at least in a vacuum), and the celebration in the DF unlock is perfect for what he deserves ^^

#13: Choosing for You (Sleepwear/Halloween ‘23 SSR)

Now outside of that card, there’s elements to every story from this point that I like. This one…really is the definition of mid for me, though. Revolving around you being the model for nightwear Asmo got sent PR packages of to choose what he wears for a collaboration, the air of the story isn’t very eventful, but quite chill. We do get comments about our own ability to look good in any fashion and found out the demon can use photo shoots in his bathroom as peak procrastination, but outside of that it’s mainly banter between what can constitute as good pajamas and just trying to make a damn decision. And with the gift of said nightwear and a tease of a sleepover after the shoot (one of my favorite tropes ever), this story is what I would hand someone if they wanted bare-basic Asmo vibes in a story.

With the art, they managed to show off sleepwear in a bit better way than Birthday ‘23’s. The initial art showing off the multiple choices he has for you, and the DF unlock once again pulling a skin tease, but showing a lot more of his teasing and sensual nature along with it. Now THIS is the demon I know!

#12: Dancing*Cooking (Anniversary ‘24 UR+)

I am so torn on this card. When it comes to the story, it’s one unexpected for this character, but it really does work. Being in the overarching plot of planning a Devildom-wide party with everyone trying new things, Asmo is the caterer/menu planner and shows so much development in the vein of his consideration of others (wanting to take the entire realm into account when you tell him to do what he thinks is best and later including ALL THREE REALMS in the menu to truly let everyone have a taste of home)…I’m shoving this in anyone’s face when they say he only cares about himself. There are some questionable elements (in the form of being in a dance club with a bunch of pouting fish that we need to fawn over in order to effectively marinate their flesh…no I’m not kidding), but overall real cute.

Why I’m torn is because of the missed opportunities! They had good apron/chocolatier sets from Valentine’s ‘23 they could’ve used at least in passing on the models, and while I know there was a theme with the card stories…both the initial and DF unlock involves marching band outfits. As a former band geek and being in a marching band for 7 years, both the elements of that in the event story and the card images are the ultimate tease, why couldn’t you utilize them more?!

#11: The Magic Music Festival (Birthday ‘24 UR)

I know this is the most recent card (as of writing this), and it honestly hurts that this is still so low. It’s honestly not a bad story in a vacuum: you accompany Asmo on a photoshoot for a brand he’s an ambassador for and you use magic cards to choose a location, eventually ending in an unknown town where fairies and magic instruments (hmm…this sounds a bit familiar) give a spark of inspiration. The problem with it all…it’s good for an Asmo card…but not for an Asmo BIRTHDAY card. There’s very little focus on the fact that it’s his special day outside of the brothers pretty much announcing that they’re making a party for him and they want him out of the house, and while the story is nice and the reason it got as high as it did, it doesn’t really fit the situation much when put under a microscope. I know the story in the revamped birthday event kinda takes care of this, but still…

But what they DON’T slack on? The art in this card, DEAR LORD if I was ranking the art this year it would be in the top 5 BARE MINIMUM. I nearly screamed when I seen the DF unlock and I did NOT stop until I had that card in my hands! The detail with the demon form and kimono-style fusion was absolutely PERFECT! And the card-themed initial? Beautiful as well!

#10: Memories and Pale Shades (Seed SSR)

Now, ignoring the fact that we nearly didn’t get this card at ALL until we protested to the devs (again, another can of worms for another day), this card is another fitting of the word mid, but in a bit of a better way compared to Choosing for You. Instead of being in a setting we’re all used to (Asmo and his influencer nonsense), we’re at a traditional festival, wanting to use the petals of a human world cherry blossom tree to make souvenirs of our memories. Although it takes a while to actually MAKE something outside of the assistance of Solomon, it warms the crafter soul within me to spend some time like this with him. It’s very simplistic, but it’s very warm and cozy at the same time.

And the art fits this just perfectly. Each image, whether with a mitsurashi dango or the falling petals, encapsulates the feeling of the festival perfectly, and lets you ignore the circumstances behind the meta.

#9: Asmo, the Recluse?! (Ch. 1-20 UR+)

Getting into one of the four Nightbringer-exclusive cards, while it doesn’t do what the other two I’m going to talk about will, it is definitely an exploration into the Avatar of Lust…and honestly what he COULD have been. The whole plot revolves around you getting Asmo out of the room he’s holed himself in for multiple days so the others can ask about using his bathroom that Satan wrecked until repair. And while I wouldn’t need a reason if I knew he was hiding in his bedroom to try and find him, when you do get in there…what a sight. If there’s people who complain that Asmo is narcissistic and stuck on himself with what we see right now, show them this story. THIS IS WHAT IT COULD HAVE BEEN. Despite having to take multiple attempts to get him away from a perfume he pretty much hypnotized himself with, it’s hilarious and a great laugh away from the deep themes of NB. And even after coming to his senses, we still get an air of his current levels of egotism, still refusing to give bathroom access no matter what reasoning.

Also, this is him the whole time looking at that mirror. Fight me on this.

The art for this? Actually, it’s very similar to what we see in his initial UR in the OG game…and I love it! A shot of him with makeup in the initial, and a classic tub shot in the DF, how adorable!

#8: Asmo-Chan Overindulges (Fabulicious UR)

Geez I hate the name of that event…but aside from that, this story is really wholesome, in a sense of what the events entail. You’re Asmo’s +1 to a party for Devildom models, and from beginning to end we see how it plays out. I really appreciate some of the dialogue choices in this one, having moments of us feeling shy or out of place in a room full of perfection and Asmo every time pulling us back in and making us feel worthy of being by his side. In addition, a Mammon cameo and a montage of him socializing with other model acquaintances really illustrates how well known he is in this sector. But where there is a party, there is Demonus, and not too long after, a tipsy to wasted demon shows us he can make a fashion show anywhere and that he’s the jealous, emotional type when plastered. And with an ending in a private room to sober up and be intimate with each other, this is a comfort story for me, for sure.

The art definitely goes for the dual sides of his presenting self. The initial with him in a suit and looking confident as hell to the DF unlock showing a more flowing dress with an adorable expression? Best of both worlds!

Unfortunately, because of Tumblr’s stupid photo limit, I have to split this into two parts. But, the next one is coming ultra-soon!

[all-hail-the-witcher]

questionable government spies, but better written and 5 years late chapter 2: please don't scramble my eggs

back at it again :)

i got stuck in florida for 5 days and produced this

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words: 750 (short but its necessary)

edited: yes :)

warnings: kidnapping, threats, gangs

tags: @jack-kellys @ainti-pretty @boygirlctommy (let me know if you want to be tagged)

ch 1 | read it on ao3

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*24 hours earlier*

It was a normal day for Spot. Which should have been his first red flag. There were no normal days when you worked for The Anonymous. 

Which was why he really shouldn't have been surprised when between one second and the next he was getting knocked out and thrown in a van. 

Next thing he knew he was blinking his eyes open in a dim, dank room. One single lightbulb flickered annoyingly above him and thick rope dug into his wrists. Something chirped in the corner. Rats, most likely. Spot wasn’t sure if the higher ups in the gang simply had no money or just had a thing for shitty movie interrogation core rooms because believe it or not, this was not the first time that he had ended up in a room that looked like this. 

“Sean Patrick Conlon.” 

Fucking Christ. 

“Oscar if you wanted to talk to me you could have just asked like a normal person,” Spot sighed. “We work in the same building. There was really no need to pull out all the stops for me.”

Oscar stepped into the light, a sickly smile stretched across his stupid face. The hilt of the silver knife he was rolling between his hands clicked against his many gold rings. Spot resisted the urge to roll his eyes. 

“You know you shouldn’t talk to me like that,” Oscar grinned. “Not after everything I’ve done for you.” 

“I wasn’t aware that kidnapping me and tying me to a chair fell into that category” 

Faster than he could blink, Spot felt the tip of Oscar’s knife digging into his collar bone. He ground his teeth together so he wouldn’t flinch. It wouldn’t do him any favors. He waited for Oscar to make some kind of smart ass comment, but what he said instead was far more terrifying. 

“Why did you never tell any of us that you have a sister?” 

Spot’s blood went cold. He hadn’t seen Grace in years. She had been placed in a different foster home than he had been after their mom had dropped off of the face of the earth and he had never been able to find her again after he had aged out. After a few years he had come to accept the fact that she had likely been adopted by whatever family she had been placed with.

He fought to maintain his composure. “So what if I do?” 

Oscar was unfazed. “Grace Michaels. You know she’s living in the city? 42 West 64th street. She has a cat named Slippers. Her Amazon package is arriving today, she ordered a new 10 foot iphone charger. She left the house at 7:33am with her fiancée. Did you know she was getting married? I’m assuming he didn’t ask for your permission.” 

Spot narrowed his eyes. Straining against the rope would just make Oscar more annoyed. 

“His name is Patrick Cortes,” Oscar continued. “He proposed during their vacation two months ago in Italy. The date is already set for next November. She picked out her dress two weeks ago.” 

“What do you want with Grace?” Spot asked, fighting to keep a straight face. In a way, it was comforting to know that Grace was still alive and seemingly okay, but if Oscar was interested in her then that might not last for much longer. 

Oscar flipped his knife in his hands. “Tomorrow morning you are going to go to the FBI Headquarters in Times Square and you are going to turn yourself in. In exchange for your immunity you are going to offer to work with their agents in order to take down this organization. You will refuse to work with every agent except for Antonio Higgins. You will build trust with him and help him to infiltrate our organization. After one month you will double cross him, leading him to his death.”

“And why would I do that?” Spot had a sinking feeling that he already knew the answer. 

“Because it would be a shame if your sister was in a horrible accident before her wedding, don’t you think?” Oscar smirked. 

“You’re sick.” 

Oscar shrugged. “It’s not my plan. This one’s direct from the higher ups.” 

“Of course it is,” Spot muttered. “I’m assuming I have no choice?” 

“Not unless you want your roommate to find your head on his doorstep.” 

Spot tried to imagine Elmer opening the door of their apartment to his head in a cardboard box. Not a good mental image. Especially when Elmer thought that he worked as a security guard at a Hilton hotel. 

“Do I have to kill him?” Spot asked. That was his one remaining boundary. Over the years they had pushed him to do worse and worse things, but he had still remained firm in the fact that he didn't want to kill anyone.

“No,” Oscar said. “The higher ups have a plan for him.” Spot resisted the urge to shudder. Hopefully whoever this Antonio was was an asshole so that he didn't feel bad about leading him to what was surely to be a terrible and painful death.

It was a lose lose situation and as usual, the only way out was through. That was how things worked around here. And the worst part was, he was stuck here.

“So are you in?”

“Yeah.” Spot hated that he didn’t even hesitate. “I’m in.”

___

:O evil spot

ch3 will be long and incredible to make up for how short this one is

let me know what you think !!!

[agerefandomrambles]

Title: Letters

Word Count: 1240

Little! Tony, Clint, Bruce

Cg! Steve, Natasha

Warnings: none I think

Plot: Marvel Classification AU

The 6 Avengers are sat in an empty waiting room of varying states from total boredom to panic.

Clint is sitting in the leftmost seat near the door. He is on his phone furiously playing a game and pointedly ignoring his surroundings.

Bruce is sat on his right. He is writing calmly in his notebook, jotting down some equation, but his leg is bouncing under him.

Thor, who is sitting on the other side of Bruce, is chatting idly with Steve, who is sitting on Thor's right. Both men are sitting comfortably in their chairs.

Natasha is sitting next to Steve and she is sitting comfortably in her chair. She isn't actively distracting herself but she does spare a concerned glance every few seconds to Tony, who is sitting in the rightmost chair.

Tony is sitting upright in his chair and he is bouncing his leg while absent-mindedly biting his nails. He is staring blankly at the wall in front of him.

The 6 sit in relative silence for some time until the door opens. A doctor sticks her head out. "Clint Barton?" She calls.

Clint nervously stands up, wiping his hands on his pants as he gets up. He puts his phone into his pocket and follows the doctor inside.

His appointment goes quick and the doctor efficiently moves down the line of the Avengers.

The test is a fairly simple one, the classification officer (the doctor) asks that patient a few preliminary questions to determine where the patient is prone to and then takes their blood to test for DNA markers.

Before long, the 6 have all finished the test and are on the ride back home. They've all piled into Happy's limo and are heading back to the tower.

Tony's picked up a pamphlet on the way out and he's reading it on the drive.

"Oh come on Tony, that pamphlet is like... basic knowledge on classifications. Why are you reading that?" Steve teases lightly

"Yeah, I don't keep up to date with the latest news Rodgers. I wasn't planning on involving myself with any of this until the classification bill passed. Did you know that Washington was likely a little?" Tony replies.

Steve lets out a low chuckle. "Yes Tony, I looked up influential littles when the classification bill came into place."

Tony goes back to typing on his phone and Steve leans back to chat with Bruce about the upcoming SHEILD retreat.

They soon get back to the Stark Tower and they split ways to go to their separate floors. With the test done, everyone is significantly more relaxed.

The tower returns to relative peace and the following week is spent with the usual mischief and chaos of having a super soldier, a scientist with a large ulta-ego, 2 trained assassins, a god and a tech genius in one building.

It isn't until 6 small packages arrive in the mail a week later, addressed to each of them.

They gather in the living room, all clutching their respective letters. They arrange themselves in a circle and glance around at one another, no one daring to open their letter first.

Steve cracks the tension by opening his first. He carefully tears open the seal and pulls out the letter. It's small, roughly 10 x 15 cm. There is a red government stamp in the top right corner. The letter reads like this

"This letter is addressed to Captain Steven Rodgers,

This letter is sent on behalf of the Classification Department of the United States

We are sending you this letter to provide the results of the agere classification test you took on the 23rd of April 2016. The contents of this letter are official and you must NOT post any of the contents of this letter online.

There are 4 classifications: Little, Caregiver, Neutral and Flip. You can find more information on the different classifications on the official classification website.

Your Classification is CAREGIVER

Please contact your local testing agency if you feel there is a mistake"

Steve just leans back comfortably in his chair. He wears a small smile and is glancing around the room, clearly very relieved.

"And, to no one surprise, Captain Rodgers is a caregiver." Natasha chuckles, thumping him in the back. "Congrats Steve."

Steve just gives a soft smile back at her. "Thanks Nat... I feel good about this. I think we should forgo the tension though and open the rest of the letters at the same time"

The five other Avengers murmur agreements. Steve lays his letter out on the table, facing upright. The red of his classification is clearly visible. Everyone else opens their letters and lays them flat on the table.

Tony and Clint both open theirs without looking, placing them upside down, Natasha quickly following. Bruce quietly opens his and gently places it next to Natashas Thor is the last to open his because he struggles with the seal. Natasha gathers up the letters and hands them to Steve.

"I think you should read these." She says.

Steve takes the letters and thanks her. "Alright then, first envelope." He mutters, turning it over. He reads all 6 letters in complete silence before turning to the group.

"There are 3 littles..." He says quietly, shock written on his face.

"What?!" 5 voices cry at once, scrambling to get closer.

"That's impossible," Bruce says.

"Clearly not, look." Steve folds the names over and shows the group all 6 letters. Sure enough, there's 1 caregiver, 1 flip, 1 neutral and 3 littles.

"Well...? Who is it?" Natasha demands, a scary glint in her eye as she eyes the 6 envelopes.

"I think I can guess one of them..." Clint says quietly. When 4 pairs of curious eyes turn his way, he just blushes and points. They all turn around to look at Tony, who Clint was pointing at.

Instead of joining the outcry and rush, Tony just curled up into himself on the couch. He hugs his legs and stares back at everyone with wide watery eyes. "What?" he questions, completely oblivious to what is going on.

"Oh, buddy..." Steve coos, going up to Clint. "It's alright, I've got ya."

Tony attaches to Steve like a koala. He buries his head into Steve's shirt and mumbles something that none of them could quite catch before he starts sobbing.

"Damn it!" Steve swears. He comforts Tony by patting the top of his head before turning around. "Can someone call another careg-"

He cuts himself short as he takes in the site in front of him. Bruce and Clint are both clutching onto Natasha, who has gone still with panic written on her face. Thor is standing just off to the side of her, silently giggling.

"Alright маленькие, we're going to go get you all changed and then you're going to have a little nap while I петь колыбельную and us grown-ups are going to have a long talk" Natasha soothes. She picks up Clint and Bruce with surprising ease, carrying each crying kid in one arm.

"I've only got 2 arms, Rodgers, I'm going to need you to bring гений," Natasha says quietly while bouncing Bruce, who was already fast asleep in her arms.

Steve just nods mutely and carries Tony as he follows Natasha. Between the 2 of them, they get Clint Bruce and Tony down for a nap and they head back out to talk about what just happened.

[hashimada-week]

Sticker Merch FAQs

What are the merch items?

We will be offering 7 stickers and 1 wooden coaster.

When will the merch designs be revealed?

The designs were revealed on June 9th for our sneak peek day. See them, and our amazing artists, here.

How do I get the merch?

Participate in HashiMada Week and then fill out the merch form. 

HashiMada Week runs July 9-15 and we’ll accept late entries up to July 31st. See our prompt list here.

Each day you complete will earn you one sticker, completing all seven days will earn you the wooden coaster too!

Where is the form to fill out to get merch?

The form will open on July 9th, the first day of HashiMada Week and will be open until July 31st. A link will be added here when it opens. If you want merch you must fill out this form!

Do I have to pay to get this merch?  

Not if you participate in HashiMada Week and fill out the merch form. Our mod will cover cost of production and shipping for all participants as a gift back to the fandom!

However, if you don’t have time to make content or want sticker duplicates we will have a big cartel shop open from July 9th-31st. A link will be added here when it opens! If you are a participant buying duplicates, you will qualify for free shipping.

Is the merch being sold for profit? For charity? At production costs?

It is being sold at production costs! We’re doing our best to make the price as low as possible so you’re only paying to cover the material we have to buy to make it and then the cost to ship it out to you. 

If I draw/write one thing using 7 prompts will I get all the merch?

Unfortunately, no! As impressive as that is, we’re encouraging people to make multiple works in order to celebrate our ship and produce even more content, not cram everything together into as few works as possible.

The only exceptions to this will be: fics where each chapter is based on a different prompt, comics with different panels based on different prompts, or works exceptionally big and/or long enough that you think they should qualify. If you’re making one long work, please DM us/send us an ask to discuss details!

If I use multiple prompts from one day (ex. Day 1′s Old Age and Childhood Crush) but make separate works will this count as 2 days?

Yes! If you absolutely love the prompts of one specific day and want to make separate works based on them, it will count toward your total ‘days’.

Can I choose which stickers I want?

Yes! If you participate in the week but don’t finish seven days, you will be able to choose which sticker designs you’d like once you fill out the merch form.

Do you ship to Russia?

Yes, we do! 🥳

In addition, Russian buyers will have their own merch order form to fill out, since big cartel uses paypal and it’s currently unavailable in country.

I heard there’ll be a big cartel discount code for Ukrainian residents/refugees?

Yes! There will be. Ukrainian participants will automatically qualify for free cost and shipping, but anyone who wants to buy from the big cartel shop should DM us during the open shop period and we’ll provide you with a discount code!

Do I have to put my real name and address on the merch form?

US residents: You can put a pseudonym in place of your legal name (ex. Jane Smith), and whatever address you have access to.

Non-US residents: Yes. You must put your legal name and full address on the form so the package can pass through customs.

Who will see my name and address?

Only our mod @mira--mira​ (and the post office), once everything is shipped and has arrived, all records on our end will be destroyed.

Russians: Our mod and a Russian distributor (@chio-tyan) who’s worked on zine and merch shipping before. Due to the cost and difficulty of shipping to Russia, this is the only way to keep shipping prices down to offer free shipping to our Russian participants.

When will you mail the merch?

Our current plan is to ship everything in early September (date adjusted from early/mid August after the first stickers were made) as soon as everything has been produced. There will be an announcement when we start shipping and when we’ve finished and tracking numbers are sent out.

What if there’s a problem during shipping?

If you have any issue with lost/damaged packaging, please contact us and we’ll send you a replacement.

If your question hasn’t been answered, please send us a DM or ask!

Thank you and happy creating! 🍃🔥

[brokenmusicboxwolfe]

FFS, life can stop hurting for a bit, maybe a few hours!

Today I am miserable, in a lot of pain from four different things, the most incapacitating being that unhealing ankle wound that I have to wear the horrible ankle brace on. i have to walk, but I have reached the point just walking to Ryoga’s makes me cry, and I don’t cry at pain usually.

Then there is the hot water heater. It conked out. Or so I thought. So I pushed through the pain to investigate the really messy problem, messy since it burns kerosene with the resulting soot and it’s on the back porch in the corner the damn cats keep making a mess of.

I injured my finger in the process, my bad finger, the one I crushed and had taken a week to stop bleeding. It’s bleeding again.

Turns out, despite being absolutely sure I hadn’t run out, I ran out of kerosene. I wasted a ton of time investigating other things. Worse, now I have to figure out how despite rationing using the hot water heater down to 1 1/2 hrs a night I STILL ran out of kerosene weeks early.

Oh joy, I’ll have to boil water for washing dishes and showers.

Now I have to buy kerosene tomorrow, when I already had an extra long list including more stuff for bandaging the ankle that I will have to somehow hobble on to shop!

The dog medicine I get from Amazon was supposed to arrive last week, which is good since I ran out then. Well, except it didn’t come. it was split into two packages, one which Amazon is just sending now exactly one week after it’s original arrival date, the other UPS has held because they say the address is wrong.

Address wrong? My family have gotten stuff from Amazon at this address for 25 yrs and my family have been in this house for about 70!

So over the weekend I dealt with a ton of problems trying to get in touch with UPS (Amazon said go talk to them) and their website to “correct” the address. The address was fine.

Today they STILL were holding it, so I just spent another hour trying again to sort this out. I have no idea what the hell is going on!

The dogs need their meds. I have $40 invested in what hasn’t arrived, and obviously isn’t going to be refunded if it’s in limbo. This means I have to go out tomorrow and spend $50 more dollars, because it’s more expensive locally, which means for this month I will have spent $90 on the meds.

$90 out of this two week budget, plus the $80 for kerosene, plus $180 for dog feed, plus another $80 for other stuff for the dogs, plus $25for the stuff for bandages, plus $15 for stuff I need to deal with the grapes…Out of the $400 I have to spend that leaves, what for my groceries????

Oh.

Fuck.

Pamper myself the post master says. Take a day off to indulge myself. Go a whole day not thinking about any troubles she says. I’ve earned it she says.

Yeah, easy to say when you aren’t scrambling to get by, in constant pain, and no one to delegate anything to!

***sigh***

And now I have to bind my foot up again to go do something for the animals. Here’s hoping I don’t scare them too much with yowls of pain…

[agapi-kalyptei]

day 348, 2022

(wednesday i think)

Didn't take prescription meth today but still was more alert than most of the past 2 weeks. or, uh. most of the past 50 weeks.

D. either got up as late as I did, or was just chilling very quietly in the morning. I jumped into a meeting 7 minutes after getting up, then we hung out a bit more before waving her goodbye. Lunch was bread with some frozen grilled vegetables, after I spent 10 minutes removing onion.

Still haven't emailed my perearst. Still haven't booked psych/psych/physio. Still didn't get a haircut. My tDCS device arrived, promptly tested it out. The tDCS mode worked as expected. The tACS, which I never used before, made my vision flash even on the low 1mA current. If anything, I found it amusing. 10 years ago I'd probably freak out and start googling if I'm gonna die.

Still, it's notable. It's just 1mA. One milliampere! At only 10Hz! With 220V sockets, assuming dry skin and luck, you can hope to have 200kΩ between fingers on different hands. (Legally, however, you must calculate human bodies to have 2000 Ohm.) It's been a while since I've done basic math, but that's still 1 whole Ampere! At 50Hz! I'm really glad more and more devices run on 12V, which is considered safe.

And yet I want to repeat - 1mA of 10Hz alternating current, from a battery-powered device half the size of a mobile phone made my vision flash completely in an out. Electricity *is* terrifying. Made me think of the fake USB sticks hackers leave around the company parking lots that have a few condensers in them that brutally fry any computer unlucky enough to get plugged in.

~~~

I received my first free ERSO tickets today, directly from KT. How do I even describe it? Elated, validated, flattered, terrified? Something about it feels fundamentally wrong, like if somebody is hitting on you for 5 years straight, you're not going to just start dating them out of resignation, right? Like if I buy bread from one bakery for 5 years, they're not gonna go "you're a regular, here's free bread forever".

Let's say I bought in the ballpark of 200 ERSO tickets. Let's say piletilevi has zero commission and tax doesn't exist. That covers at best half a day of salaries! For a concert that they rehearsed a week for! Without any rent! Without paying the conductor or a soloist!

Like even if I pretend I'm doing ERSO some huge favor for recording them and editing their videos, even if I was paid by hour, with a wage much higher than musicians have, I still haven't done enough to cover salaries for one concert.

PACKAGE VI – 10 000 €

In addition to the previously mentioned • an exclusive chamber concert

I always thought about this highest tier of ERSO Friends club. Something about it terrifies me, and not just because I can imagine having a manic episode and spending my life savings on something, but because having paid private concerts feels wrong. Private concerts should by done by friends for friends. If I had to spend 10k on music, I'd just hand-pick a few of them and compose music for them, and carefully mic everyone. Pay them in cash. Make them feel appreciated and satisfied that maybe not everything is hopeless bs.

IDK I know that tier is meant for someone who has a business, two houses, 3 cars, and half a mill left on different bank accounts, and not for a part-time employed person with low impulse control.

What I'm saying, it's weird to get free tickets when the whole industry is one bad world event away from getting gutted in some budget meeting.

[charcherry-weekly]

Charcherry Weekly - Issue 217

Hello everyone, Mage of Light Nick Card here. The autumn rains have arrived to quench the parched soil. it's nice to listen to the rain when nothing else is happening. for now though, it's time for the news.

Justice Quest Update

Early this week, after a bout of foggy conditions, Rogue of Heart Charles had arrived in Shoreport. Soon after arriving, they managed to locate the stabbing victim in need of justice at the local tavern. Charles managed to settle the situation by offering the person in question by giving them 1000g worth of desertian gold bars. The assailant now owes Charles the amount instead, details likely to be decided later.

While still at the tavern, Charles encountered three voidco operatives, a wizard, a warlock, and a rogue. With the skilled work of a mysterious magical performer that was also present, all three were relieved of their contractual obligations to the cursed company. The pact-broken warlock is reportedly searching for a new patron, one that won't slowly convert her into a copy of the Page of Darkness. It is very possible that she has already made progress towards finding a new one, though further news on the matter is currently unknown.

Return of the Movie Night

Rather recently after Charles returned home from Plit, they proposed restarting movie night, this time using an online screen sharing service and the memo already designated for movie night. The first movie chosen was the Digimon movie, complete with all three parts (including the one that eventually became the basis for Summer Wars), the infamous Angela Anaconda short at the beginning, and an additional mini-movie that expanded upon the second part of the movie. Overall, the event was a rousing success, with good times all around, no weird time-y stuff like the group used to experience with Katie's movie setup, minimal organizational delays, and plenty of laughs at Tai's mom's interesting culinary practices (onion juice! jerky shakes! 2 bean salad!). The next date and movie selection has yet to be chosen, but it is certain that the quicker setup will make organizing another movie night much easier in the future.

New Laptop!

Earlier today, Heir of Hope Hazel Serket received a huge package in the mail. It turned out to have a great deal of electronic paraphernalia from a particular Skye instance who needed to offload a number of things for safe keeping. Inside of the package, there was a big stack of captchalogue cards, absolutely chock full of various computers from different past eras, electronics and power distribution equipment, countless manuals, and a fetch modus development suite. Reportedly, one of the computers in the pile is a high-end 2011 PowerPC InterTeck ThinkPad running miniOS. Hazel is very satisfied with the veritable treasure trove.

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This week’s known market stands in Desertia Town:

DTA train ticket stand

Katie’s potion stand (Not available to plitlanders due to regulations, available to all others however)

shinyjiggly pokesnacks stand (also has a Unity Village location!)

Brae's produce stall: - Potted vegetables - Jarred vegetables - Various jams

Herbalist shop - Leechwort (25 gp) - Nepenthe (400 gp) - Allnight (75 gp) - Merfolk’s Comb (750 gp) - Garlic (1 sp)

Scissors stand

Hammock stand

That should do it for this week. I think I've managed to get my stride back, though it took some irritation and recruitment to get back into the mix. I really need to step up my game on this, though its hard when I've got so many other obligations. At least the rain sounds nice. https://letssosl.boards.net/thread/454/charcherry-weekly-issue-217

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Comprehensive Cleaning Services

General House Cleaning

Our general cleaning services cover all the essential areas of your home. We dust, vacuum, mop, and sanitize all surfaces, making sure your living space is fresh and clean. Our standard package includes:

Dusting all surfaces

Vacuuming carpets and rugs

Mopping hard floors

Cleaning and sanitizing bathrooms and kitchens

Emptying trash bins

With Atlas Clean Living, you can rest assured that every nook and cranny will be spotless.

Deep Cleaning

Sometimes, your home needs more than just a surface clean. Our deep cleaning services go beyond the basics to target hidden dirt and grime. We pay special attention to areas that are often overlooked, such as:

Baseboards and trim

Inside cabinets and drawers

Under furniture

Window sills and tracks

Light fixtures

A deep clean is perfect for spring cleaning, preparing for a party, or after a renovation project.

Move-In/Move-Out Cleaning

Moving can be stressful, and the last thing you want to worry about is cleaning. Our move-in/move-out cleaning services ensure your old home is spotless for the next occupants, and your new home is ready for you to settle in. We handle:

Cleaning out cabinets and drawers

Scrubbing down appliances

Washing windows

Shampooing carpets

Removing any leftover debris

Leave the cleaning to us and focus on making your new house a home.

Specialized Cleaning Services

Post-Construction Cleaning

Construction projects can leave a mess. Our post-construction cleaning services are designed to handle the dust, debris, and leftover materials that come with renovations. We ensure your space is clean and safe for occupancy.

Eco-Friendly Cleaning

We care about your health and the environment. That's why we use eco-friendly cleaning products that are safe for your family and pets. Our green cleaning methods are just as effective as traditional cleaning products, without the harmful chemicals.

How It Works

Step 1: Schedule Your Cleaning

Getting started with Atlas Clean Living is easy. Call us at 818-381-4001 or visit our website to schedule your cleaning. Choose a date and time that works best for you.

Step 2: Customize Your Cleaning Plan

We understand that every home is different, so we offer customizable cleaning plans. During scheduling, specify any special requests or areas you want us to focus on.

Step 3: Enjoy Your Clean Home

On the day of your cleaning, our team will arrive on time and ready to work. Sit back, relax, and enjoy your spotless home!

FAQs

How often should I schedule cleaning services?

It depends on your needs and lifestyle. Many of our clients opt for weekly or bi-weekly cleanings, while others prefer monthly or one-time deep cleans.

Are your cleaning products safe for pets?

Yes, we use eco-friendly products that are safe for both pets and humans.

Do I need to be home during the cleaning?

No, you don't need to be home. Simply provide us with access instructions, and we'll take care of the rest.

Contact Us Today!

Ready to experience a cleaner home without the hassle? Contact Atlas Clean Living at 818-381-4001 to schedule your affordable house cleaning services in Thousand Oaks, CA. Our professional team is here to make your life easier and your home sparkling clean.

By choosing Atlas Clean Living, you're not just getting a clean home; you're gaining more time to do the things you love. Don't wait—call us now and discover the difference a professional cleaning service can make.

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Discover the Perfect Wedding Cars in Trivandrum: Making Your Big Day Extraordinary

Your wedding day is one of the most memorable moments of your life, and every detail counts when it comes to making it truly special. From the venue to the flowers, and of course, the transportation, everything plays a role in creating a magical experience. If you’re planning your wedding in Trivandrum, one of the key elements to consider is your choice of wedding cars. Here’s a guide to help you find the perfect Wedding cars in Trivandrum, ensuring that you arrive in style and elegance.

1. Choosing the Right Wedding Car

When selecting a wedding car, consider the theme and style of your wedding. Whether you envision a classic, vintage look or a sleek, modern touch, there are various options to match your preferences:

Classic Cars: If you're dreaming of a vintage-inspired wedding, classic cars like the Rolls-Royce or Bentley can add a touch of timeless elegance. These cars not only provide a luxurious ride but also make for stunning photo opportunities.

Luxury Sedans: For a modern and sophisticated touch, luxury sedans such as the Mercedes-Benz or Audi offer comfort and style. These vehicles are perfect for couples who want to make a statement while enjoying a smooth and stylish ride.

SUVs and Limousines: If you have a larger bridal party or want extra space, consider hiring an SUV or limousine. These options provide ample room and a touch of opulence, making them ideal for grand entrances and comfortable travel.

2. Booking Your Wedding Car in Trivandrum

Booking your wedding car in Trivandrum is a straightforward process, but it’s important to plan ahead to ensure availability and secure the best rates. Here are some tips for a smooth booking experience:

Start Early: Begin your search for wedding cars as soon as possible to avoid last-minute rush and ensure you get your preferred vehicle. Popular cars and dates can book up quickly, so it’s wise to reserve your car well in advance.

Check Reviews: Research different car rental companies in Trivandrum and read customer reviews to find a reliable provider. Look for companies with a good reputation for punctuality, vehicle condition, and customer service.

Visit in Person: If possible, visit the car rental company to see the vehicles in person. This allows you to inspect the condition of the cars and discuss your specific requirements with the staff.

Clarify Details: Confirm all details including the rental period, pricing, and any additional services. Ensure that you understand what’s included in the rental package, such as chauffeur services, decorations, or any other extras.

3. The Big Day: Making the Most of Your Wedding Car

On your wedding day, your car should be more than just a mode of transportation – it should be a part of the celebration. Here’s how to make the most of your wedding car:

Arrive Early: Plan to arrive at the venue a little earlier than scheduled to account for any unexpected delays and to ensure that everything runs smoothly.

Decorate with Style: Coordinate with your florist or decorator to add tasteful decorations to your wedding car. Fresh flowers, ribbons, or custom signage can enhance the car’s appearance and add a personal touch.

Capture the Moment: Make sure to have a photographer or videographer capture moments with the wedding car. These photos will be cherished memories that highlight the elegance and charm of your special day.

Comfort and Enjoyment: Ensure that the car is comfortable and equipped with any amenities you might need. Relax and enjoy the ride, as this is a moment to savor before the festivities begin.

4. Why Southgate Travels is Your Go-To Choice

For couples in Trivandrum looking for top-notch wedding car services, Southgate Travels offers an exceptional selection of vehicles tailored to your needs. With a reputation for reliability and luxury, Southgate Travels provides a range of classic, luxury, and modern cars to make your wedding day unforgettable. Their professional team ensures that your transportation is seamless, allowing you to focus on enjoying your special day.

In conclusion, the right wedding car can elevate your wedding experience and make a lasting impression. By choosing a car that reflects your style and planning ahead, you can ensure that your journey to the wedding venue is as memorable as the ceremony itself. Explore the options available in Trivandrum and make your wedding day truly exceptional with the perfect car from Southgate Travels.

For more information about wedding car rentals in Trivandrum, visit [Southgate Travels' website] or contact [contact information].

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Best Packers and Movers in Patna: Our Top Picks for 2024

Patna’s close ties to India have given rise to a society in which religion is paramount. Individuals travel from all over the world to Patna to make their inner calling manifest and to offer prayers.

All those who wish to integrate into the culture of Patna must be relocated by the packers and movers in Patna.

People are drawn to the city’s inviting atmosphere and choose to relocate there in search of serenity. Over the years, the packing and moving business has grown throughout India, especially in Patna, where packers and movers have adapted to new equipment and specialized moving methods that make relocation to Patna possible.

People may move to a different location in pursuit of employment, better chances, or family, but Shifting Bazar’s packers and movers have consistently shown themselves to be trustworthy in each and every instance.

How Can a Shifting Bazar Help You Plan Your Relocation?

Simply follow these steps to select the best service provider with us and move as soon as possible to the desired place.

Plan Ahead: Ascertain the dates for the packers’ and movers’ arrival and provide them with specific instructions regarding the delivery of your consignment.

Get in Touch With Us: — Making the decision to get in touch with Shifting Bazar to discover the packers and movers you need is the best option available. Get in touch with us a few weeks before to your anticipated shift so that we can provide you with a clear and reassuring estimate of the associated costs.

Accept and Form a Deal: Ensure that all the specifics are in agreement with the packers and movers you selected. Pay close attention to the provisions of the agreement, read them carefully, and reach a mutually agreeable agreement.

Why You Should Use Patna Home Shifting Services

It’s usually a good idea to seek professional assistance; Delhi’s packers and movers are a reliable example of the merchants that Shifting Bazar connects you with.

There are countless advantages to working with a professional for your cause, such as:

Reputable Services: Packing and moving, car transportation, and storage solutions are just a few of the services Shifting Bazar offers. These services have helped the company make a reputation for itself in the market. Veteran packers and movers in Patna are role models for their industry-leading dedication to job and relocation assistance.

1. Broad Distribution

We provide you a wide range of accessibility that is offered in several cities throughout the nation. Even in the most remote locations, the packers and movers are aware of how important it is to transport your package.

2. Reduce Expense

For those wishing to transfer with their home possessions safely packed, the packers and movers in Darshana are renowned for providing reasonably priced packing and moving services.

3. Adaptable Client Assistance

Our client service doesn’t stop until the relocation is over, and our packers and movers are experienced in handling any unanticipated issues that may come up when moving the packed household goods.

4. You’re covered by us

Shifting Bazar provides top-notch packers and movers in Gaya and other cities, along with insurance that covers any damages that may arise during the relocation of your packed household items.

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Flight Ticket Booking for Families: Making Travel Plans Stress-Free

Traveling with family can be both exciting and challenging, especially when it comes to booking flight tickets. From coordinating schedules to finding the best deals and ensuring everyone's needs are met, there's a lot to consider. However, with careful planning and the right approach, booking flight tickets for families can be made stress-free. In this article, we'll explore some tips and strategies to streamline the process and make your family travel experience smoother.

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1. Plan Ahead: One of the most effective ways to reduce stress when booking flight tickets for your family is to plan ahead. Start researching and booking tickets well in advance, ideally several months before your planned travel date. This allows you to take advantage of early bird discounts and ensures you have plenty of options to choose from.

2. Be Flexible with Dates and Times: Flexibility is key when it comes to finding the best deals on flight tickets for families. Consider traveling during off-peak times and be open to adjusting your travel dates if it means saving money. Being flexible with departure and arrival times can also help you find more affordable options.

3. Look for Family-Friendly Deals: Many airlines offer special deals and discounts for families traveling together. These may include discounted fares for children, family packages that bundle flights with accommodation or activities, or special perks like priority boarding or extra baggage allowance. Be sure to explore these options when booking your tickets.

4. Compare Prices: Don't settle for the first flight option you come across. Take the time to compare prices from different airlines and booking websites to ensure you're getting the best possible deal. Keep in mind that prices can vary depending on factors such as the time of booking, the day of the week, and the season.

5. Consider Layovers: While non-stop flights may be more convenient, they can also be more expensive, especially for families. Consider booking flights with layovers, as these are often cheaper. Just be sure to allow enough time between flights to avoid rushing with young children in tow.

6. Choose Family-Friendly Airlines: Some airlines are known for their family-friendly policies and amenities, such as in-flight entertainment for children, kid-friendly meals, and priority boarding for families with young children. Research airlines that cater to families and consider choosing one of these for your next trip.

7. Pack Wisely: When traveling with family, packing light may not always be an option. However, packing wisely can help you avoid excess baggage fees and make navigating the airport easier. Consider investing in lightweight luggage with plenty of compartments, and be sure to pack essential items such as snacks, entertainment, and comfort items for young children.

8. Book Seats Together: To ensure a stress-free travel experience, be sure to book seats together for your family members. Many airlines allow you to select seats at the time of booking, so take advantage of this option to keep your family grouped together during the flight.

9. Consider Travel Insurance: While no one likes to think about the worst-case scenario, having travel insurance can provide peace of mind when traveling with family. Look for a policy that offers coverage for things like trip cancellation, medical emergencies, and lost or delayed luggage.

10. Stay Organized: Finally, staying organized is key to making your family travel experience as stress-free as possible. Keep all your travel documents, including passports, tickets, and boarding passes, in one convenient location, and create a travel itinerary outlining your plans for each day of your trip.

By following these tips and strategies, you can make booking flight tickets for your family a breeze. With careful planning, flexibility, and attention to detail, you can ensure a smooth and stress-free travel experience for everyone involved.