#happy left over from a mini adventure I had

[earthchica]

Funny How Time Flies

terry richmond x black, fem!/plus size reader

summary: you are a shy, introverted person who wants to break out of your shell and experience fun at least once in your life. During a mutual friend's group trip, you meet Terry and have the best sex with him. Once the fun is over, will you and Terry stay in touch?

warnings: explicit smut (18+), light use of daddy, foul language, dirty talking, dom/sub, oral (f), pussy slaps, fingering, unprotected sex, nicknames (beautiful, baby, baby girl), words: (3k)

note: hey, I'm working on another mini-series, but this one is sweet, wholesome, and freaky! let me know your thoughts and if you want to be tagged in future parts. please enjoy!

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You’ve been shy and introverted your entire life, often feeling tired of this loneliness. Your daily routine typically consists of working, exercising, and returning home, which leaves little opportunity for social interaction or adventure.

While you go out when you want to, most of your time is spent at home with your loving dog. Despite that, you know something is missing—particularly, a boyfriend and a more vibrant social life.

The anxiety stemming from your shyness made it difficult for you to step outside your comfort zone. You want to seek more experiences beyond the walls of your home and be more outgoing.

When your friends Sasha and Maya invited you on a group trip, you accepted. They were surprised but happy and reassured you that you wouldn’t feel left out or awkward during the trip.

Sasha, in particular, couldn’t contain her excitement, as explained by her boyfriend, Bryce. He was bringing his old marine friend, Terry Richmond.

You met the girls at the airport and greeted them with hugs. Sasha explained that Bryce and Cameron needed to find Terry, which made you feel nervous. She told you a little about him, but ultimately, you would have to form your own opinion about him.

"Oh, here they come! Finally,” Sasha replied, gesturing towards three tall, fit men in the distance.

Bryce was a tall, dark-skinned man, while Cam was kind of brown-skinned since he was lighter than Bryce. Then your eyes led to him. Who must be Terry?

At that moment, you felt an undeniable spark of love at first sight. Terry was slightly taller than Bryce and Cam and had a lighter skin tone.

He was so handsome, with good hands, good lips, and, good god, a nice body!!! He was fine, and you wanna intertwine him.

"Good, made it back on time and found big dawg," Bryce nudged Terry on the arm, laughed, and then moved over to Sasha.

"Yeah, bro was at the wrong damn gate/terminal," Cam said, walking over to Maya and greeted her with a kiss on the forehead.

"My fault; it's been a minute since I've been at the damn airport; y'all know I don't travel a lot," Terry chuckled lightly as he caught you staring, prompting you to look away.

"Well, we're glad you found him. Now...um, Terry, I want you to meet someone," Maya said with a smile.

He raised his eyebrows curiously and she motioned towards you and introduced you to Terry by using your name.

“Hey, there!” He said, giving a polite wave, and you just stared at him. Everyone looked at you, awaiting your response, but nothing came out until Sasha nudged you.

“Hi,” you said, waving back with a small mile. You held his gaze for a moment, feeling a flutter of nerves in your stomach, before shyly turning your eyes away.

The flight to Cancun, Mexico, is currently boarding for its scheduled departure at 1 PM. Passengers are advised to have their boarding passes and identification ready and to proceed to the gate promptly.

"Okay, that's us. Who's ready to get Lit?" Maya clapped her hands, easing the awkwardness and creating a more hype vibe.

Sasha wrapped her arm around your shoulders playfully, giving you a knowing look through her sunglasses.

"Look at you, drooling all over Terry already; I told you he would be your type," She teased, and you playfully hit her arm.

Soon enough, you were all on the plane, and of course, you were sitting next to Terry. He was talking to you, but you felt so nervous that your responses were short.

You both had a lot in common: you were single, didn’t get out much, and were on this trip to have fun. You couldn’t believe that a handsome man like Terry wanted to talk to you despite your shyness.

Terry was eager to talk to you from the moment he first saw you. He felt a strong connection and wanted to get to know you better. He was really glad he decided to go on this trip because your sweet and shy nature made him want to break you out of your shell.

“You're kind of the shy and quiet type, huh?! I like that; some people say I'm reserved, so I guess I can relate,"

"You don't seem like it; you seem like an outgoing person." You look at him for a second. His captivating hazel-green eyes burn into yours, causing a flutter in your chest.

"Well, I sometimes can be both; I'm a little reserved when I don't know the person, but if I know you, I'm more open, I guess," Terry explained, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips.

"What makes me so different?" You asked in a playful tone, building some confidence.

Terry laughs and smirks, "I guess you're that special!"

You felt like your heart exploded the way he looked at you, obviously attracted to you. You just nodded, looking away, trying to hide your smile.

“Hey....come on, I was just getting used to hearing that pretty voice of yours,” Terry said, leaning in, and your breath hitched.

You and Terry chatted throughout the entire plane ride. Although you were still a bit shy, you found yourself being more talkative than before, which felt positive.

Perhaps Terry was just what you needed for this trip. Once your group arrived at the stunning villa, you marveled at its beautiful interior.

“Alright,” Maya announced, her enthusiasm infectious as she gathered everyone to discuss the week's activities. She carefully ensured everyone felt included and excited about them.

Maya suggested you all chill and settle into our bedrooms for the afternoon. You began rolling your heavy suitcase down the hall, its wheels clicking softly against the floor.

“Do you need a hand?” Terry asked, approaching with a friendly smile and ready to help you with your suitcase.

"Yeah, thanks." You said with a small smile, walking to your bedroom door and walking in.

"You can put it right there, " You said, pointing at the chair before you and indicating that he should place it there. Terry glanced at you curiously as if he were too nervous to ask a question.

A moment of silent communication passes between you. Terry stepped forward, closing the distance, and you felt your heart race.

You instinctively wanted to shy away, but you fought against the urge, reminding yourself to be brave.

“I hope this doesn’t sound too forward, but I would love to take you on a date tonight. I am drawn to you and want to crack your shy shell and see what’s inside. Of course, only if you want me to," He expressed with a hopeful smile.

“I would love that, Terry,” You said with a smile. Terry smiled back, gave you his number, and set the date plans.

He walked out, winking at you as he left the bedroom. You bit your lip and excitedly squealed, jumping dramatically onto the comfortable bed.

-

You told the girls about the date, and they were so excited that they went upstairs to your bedroom to help you out.

“I don’t think I can do this; it's been so long since i've been on a date, and all together, I'm shy as fuck” You said, getting your nerves up.

“Babe, it’s fine. You need this, and Terry is an amazing guy. We wouldn't have brought him on this trip if we didn't know he would be perfect for you.” Sasha says, ease your anxiety a lot more.

“Sasha is right; just have fun and let go, but not too much; you might get dicknotized,” Maya smiles playfully as she hands you a sexy yellow dress that catches the light beautifully.

"This will look amazing on you," She added, her eyes sparkling excitedly. As you slipped into the dress, your nerves faded, replaced by a sense of pride.

Maya's perfume filled the room as she sprayed on you; it had a familiar and comforting aroma.

Sasha, the fashionista, was styling your box braids and applying your makeup while you looked in the mirror.

"Remember," She said, glancing over her shoulder, "confidence is key. Just be yourself."

After saying bye to Sasha and Maya, you closed the door behind you and took a deep breath. You were walking downstairs and Terry stood there at the bottom, clearly waiting for you.

His eyes widened, taking in every detail. You couldn't help but giggle at his look of awe. He seemed captivated by your radiant beauty, his gaze lingering on your elegant curves.

“Wow, you look beautiful,” Terry said. You smiled and looked him over, noticing he was wearing a black button-up shirt and shorts.

"Thank you. Um..you look beautif-I mean handsome!" You cursed at yourself in your mind, feeling totally embarrassed, and Terry found it cute.

"Thanks! Are you ready?" Terry asked, holding his arm out with a smile and you happily accepted.

Both of you walk leisurely down the path, arm in arm while listening to the gentle sound of waves crashing against the shore accompanies you as you make your way to the charming ocean-view restaurant that overlooks the sparkling waters.

You and Terry walk inside, and the warm glow of the intimate setting welcomes you. You find a cozy table for two awaiting your arrival. Moments later, a friendly waiter approaches, ready to take your drink orders.

While waiting, Terry struck up a conversation that flowed effortlessly. His warm smile and engaging demeanor made it easy to share about yourself. With every exchanged joke and smile, you found yourself becoming more comfortable, as if he had a talent for bringing out the best in people.

His smooth charm was evident; he made you feel special and understood, gently encouraging you to step out of your shy little shell and embrace the moment because the air between you crackled with sexual tension, growing palpable by the minute.

The waiter approached your table, balancing a tray of drinks that shimmered in the dim light. He set them down before you with a polite smile. After taking your food orders, he left you both.

Terry, his eyes sparkling, leaned in closer, a playful grin spreading across his face.

“While we wait, how about we play a game of ‘Would you rather?’” Terry proposed, the excitement in his voice making the suggestion feel inviting.

"Okay," You replied, intrigued and ready to dive into the game.

“Okay, would you rather…” Terry started, propping his chin on his hand as he contemplated the question.

“Would you rather live deep in the ocean or explore the vastness of space?”

You paused for a moment, considering the options carefully. “Hmm, that’s a tough choice. But I think I would choose space,” You finally replied.

“Mmm, interesting! What makes you lean toward space?” Terry inquired, leaning forward with curiosity.

“I have always been interested in space and astronomy. If I could, I would be an astronaut, and the experience would be exciting,” You said, taking a sip of your wine.

"Wow, I would love to learn more about that, but it's your turn," Terry said, his eyes lighting up with curiosity and a warm smile spreading across his face. The "Would You Rather" game had been going for a while and had taken a slightly naughty turn.

Before long, the waiter arrives with both of your meals, setting them down on the table with a flourish. As the delightful aromas fill the air, you take a moment to appreciate the dishes before returning to Terry.

Intrigued by the connection you two are building, you changed the subject wanting to know about Terry's interests and experiences, eager to learn more about his passions.

Terry paused mid-sentence, his gaze falling on your necklace, which had come unhooked. With a gentle smile, he leaned in close and secured the clasp.

You found yourself momentarily lost in the warmth of his touch, savoring the soft caress against your dark brown skin, a delightful contrast that sent a shiver of warmth through you.

Terry pulled away, a smirk playing on his lips, and effortlessly transitioned back into talking as if nothing had happened. You couldn't help but notice his subtle game; it was working on you like a charm.

Your desire was intense, and your craving seemed to deepen with every word he spoke. You were utterly captivated, wanting him more than ever before.

After dinner, you both walk silently side by side on the beach. Your hands nearly touch until Terry grabs yours and holds it, making you smile.

You slowly look up at him, and you find that his eyes are already fixed on you.

"What?" You asked.

"Just admiring how gorgeous you are," Terry stopped you from walking by wrapping his arms around your plump waist.

You touched his chest, thinking you both would finally kiss. But Terry was teasing you again. He lifted you slightly, catching you off guard and causing you to drop your purse and heels.

“Oh my goodness, what are you doing, Terry?” You gasped, struggling to escape his firm hold on you.

“Let’s get in the water; I bet it’s cold,” He said, trying to pull you closer.

“No, Terry!” You squealed, quickly breaking free from his grasp and running away from him with your tongue sticking out.

“Hey!” he yelled, chasing after you. When he finally caught you, he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind and started tickling you.

You bounced up and down with laughter, trying to escape his grip. Just as Terry was about to say something, he accidentally tripped over something in the sand. Both of you fell together. You looked at him, and he looked at you.

You both laughed as Terry rolled off of you, pulling you onto his chest and kissing the top of your head, making your heart flutter. He eventually helped you out of the sand and retrieved your purse and heels.

Feeling a surge of confidence, you leaned in and pressed your lips against his, surprising him with the suddenness of your action. As you pulled back, a shy smile crept onto your face, and you turned your gaze to the side, feeling excitement and nervousness.

In an instant, Terry reached out, his fingers gently cupping your cheek, drawing your attention back to him. His eyes searched yours, a blend of sweetness and warmth reflected in them.

Then, without breaking his gaze, he leaned in closer, his lips brushing softly against yours as he kissed you, igniting a flutter of butterflies in your stomach.

You let out a muffled moan, feeling his hands gliding over your ass with a gentle yet teasing touch. Your breath caught in your throat, pulling away while feeling him firmly grasping it.

"Do you wanna continue this back at the villa?" Terry asked, his eyes darkened with desire as he looked down at you.

"Yes," you said, nodding firmly as you still held the gaze. Your voice remained steady, even as a whirlwind of emotions surged within you—excitement, desire, and a hint of nervousness mingled together.

-

Once stepped into the bedroom, Terry pressed you against the solid door. His lips met yours in a passionate, rough kiss, feeling an electric spark hit and made your heart race.

"I've been waiting to take this dress off you since I saw you in it," He murmured in your ear, running his hands down the bodice of your yellow dress.

"And it's just driving me wild," He whispered, which made you shiver.

"Well, take it off if you're brave enough," You spoke boldly, which made him smirk.

You gasped as he lifted you in his arms and carried you to the bed. You still couldn't get over the fact that he was so strong to pick you up, which was a turn-on for you.

He picked you down as both of you stood at the edge of the bed; he was kissing your neck, and his lips peppered on your dark-brown skin, pausing here and there to suck on the sensitive flesh.

His hand reached behind your back to find the zipper of your dress, pushing it down to your feet. You step out of it, and his hands touch your exposed breasts.

As you stood there, a wave of insecurity washed over you, causing you to shy away slightly. Just when you thought about retreating and hiding yourself, Terry stopped you. His gaze was steady and inviting, searching your eyes.

"You're beautiful, baby. Don't hide from me!" He whispers genuinely, making you feel warm inside. You kiss him as his hands grip your breasts.

You let out a soft moan, pulling away and popping his black button-up shirt open. You admired his abs and slid your fingers down his chest.

Terry shivered slightly at your touch; you had the same effect on him as he had on you. Both of you practically ripped each other's clothes. You gently laid yourself down as Terry hovered above you.

You pulled him down for another kiss as he cupped your right breast in his hand while his lips moved away from yours. His tongue dragged across the dark area of your areola.

"Such nice big tits, so good to suck," Terry growls and grabs both of your breasts with his hand, squeezing and sucking them, causing you to whimper.

"How does that feel, baby?" He asked, pulling away from sucking your nipples as his right hand traveled down to your wet folds, and circled them.

A loud moan escaped your lips, felt him push two fingers inside of you, prompting you to cover your mouth to avoid being heard by the others.

"Nah, baby girl, none of that. You have no idea how desperate I want to hear you moan for me. If you don’t let yourself make any sounds, I’ll have to find a way to draw them out."

"Yes-yes....ohhhh....It-it feels good....ahh......so good," You moaned, feeling him moved below and rested between your plump legs, glancing up at you. He spread them wide, getting a good look at your pussy.

"Mmmm, a pretty girl with a pretty pussy" He said before placing his hands on your legs and dragging his tongue between your wet folds.

"Yes....fuck....ahh fuck" You moaned, arching your back and grabbing your breasts as he repeated the action with more pressure, his tongue sliding against your bundle of nerves.

"Mmm, tastes so damn good, girl" His hands were holding your wide hips as he continued to suck and lick you dry, drawing desperate soft moans from your mouth. 

Terry buried deeper between your plump legs, which was driving you crazy. The pleasure you were feeling going through your body was so overwhelming.

"Ahh fuck, Terry fucking eat this pussy, mutherfucka" You moaned, and your fingers gently caressed his head, relishing the closeness of him.

Terry chuckles. "Mmm, there you go, keep talking nasty to me, baby. I see I'm bringing the best out of you, the freak in you," He said before resuming devouring your pussy.

Another loud moan escaped your lips as the pleasure built within you, clenching around his fingers while you felt yourself getting close.

"Are you gonna cum, beautiful?" He asked, moving up to look into your eyes and began to finger fuck you fast.

"Yes, Terry, oh shit.....fuck-fuck don't stop fuck." You cried, suddenly cumming hard, eyes rolling in the back of your head.

"Yeah, that's it, baby girl. Fucking cum for Daddy," Terry said, still fingering you and then smacking your pussy as wet gushing came out of you, causing you to cry.

"Shit, look at that, baby. And I did all that with my tongue and fingers; I can't wait to see how your pussy takes my dick" He said with a chuckle, licking his fingers, and you watched him coming down from your intense high.

You kissed him, slightly tasting yourself as he cupped your breast in his hand while your hand slid down his chest to his throbbing dick; you got a good look at it and gasped at it.

"Like what you see?" Terry whispered in your ear.

"Yes, it's so big," You moaned, moving your hand up and down his length as you kissed him again but deeply. A very deep moan came from his mouth when you got a little faster.

"Fuck, girl, I need you…" Terry said with a slight moan, which made you smile. He moved on top of you and slowly entered your folds, causing you to go bananas.

You were loving the fullness of his thickness inside of you as he began thrusting, drawing soft moans from you. Terry asked, looking down at you to see if it was good, but you nodded.

"Come on, baby. Don't get shy on me again; tell me how it feels?" He asked, his hands on your waist sliding down to grasp your wide hips, pulling you closer so he could bury himself deeper.

"Yes, Terry fuck me, fuck it feels good!" You moaned, wrapping your plump legs around his waist tighter, allowing a new, delicious angle that you both liked.

Your moans became louder and more frequent as his thrusts came faster but still as gently and passionately as ever.

"That's it, girl....let everyone know i'm fucking this pussy good, You like it, you like how I am fucking you" Terry moaned while his rhythm never stopped looking down at you with so much desire and lust;

"Oh yes, Daddy fuck me, it feels so good," You cried, looking up at him as he lifted your legs to his shoulders and pounding into you faster and harder but much more profound.

"Take that fucking dick like a good girl;" Terry growled, tightening his grip on your legs.

"....fuck are you about to cum, baby?" Terry moaned, feeling the warmth of your walls, clenched around him.

"Oh....yes, fuckfuckfuck..I'm-I'm cumming-" You moaned, digging your nails deep into his arms and scratching down.

"Fucking let it go, baby."

"AHHH!!" You screamed, coming hard again and Terry wasn't too far behind, cursing, pulling out; your legs immediately fell to his waist as his hot cum spurted all over your belly, making you slightly giggle.

"Shit," Terry cursed, lowered himself, and propped up on his left arm as his head buried in your neck.

He entirely collapsed on top of you, and you wrapped your arms around him. You slid your hand up and down his sweaty back while he gave you small, lazy kisses on your face and neck.

Terry rolls off you, and both of you calm down from your high. You bite your lip and turn to prop yourself up to look at him.

"That was—" You couldn't decide what word to use. It was beyond amazing, it was...

"Mind-blowing, yeah," He agreed, looking at you and lifting himself up to kiss you.

"Up for another round in the shower?"He asked, pulling away and caressing your hip.

"Yes!" Both of you smirked at each other and got out of bed to walk to the bathroom; Terry made you cum two more times that night.

[onlyhereforthestories]

Most Wonderful Time Of The Year (Leah Williamson x Reader)

Day 4! Anyone else think that decorating the tree is one of the best parts of the festive holiday?

As the holiday season approached Leah got more and more excited. You knew she loved the holiday but being as last year you had only been officially dating for about 3 months, she had dampened it down a little as to not overwhelm you. This year though you could tell she was fully comfortable sharing her excitement with you, something you were more than happy with.

Leah had insisted that this Christmas, you’d be decorating the tree together in her apartment. Last year you had left her house one evening and came back the next night to find her house transformed into a winter wonderland of sorts. This year however, she was going to make sure you were a part of her plans, being as you were a lot more involved with each other.

You could tell she’d been looking forward to it all week, she’d already picked up the perfect tree which has spent the last day dropping out. She had also spent an afternoon at the garden centre, bringing home boxes filled with ornaments, lights, and ribbons stating that as this was your first joint tree it had to be new things that you both would like.

Tonight, she’d even set up a holiday playlist so that while you decorated, the living room would be filled with soft, nostalgic carols. She pulled out a big box filled with ornaments, each one carefully wrapped in tissue paper. “I went a bit overboard,” she admitted, laughing as she took out a few of the shiny baubles. “I just couldn’t pick!”

“You went all out, huh?” you teased, grinning as she unwrapped a glittery red ornament and held it up for inspection. She rolled her eyes at you, a playful smile tugging at her lips, and handed you a few decorations to start with.

“Christmas isn’t for half assing a job, not that I ever do that anyway love. But this is like the best holiday of the year, you have to do it proper.” You couldn’t help the smile that took over your face at the excitement coming from the Lioness captain. Only offering her a slight hmmm of semi agreement, before you took the box of ornaments off of her.

As you both worked, Leah passed you ribbons, tinsel and ornaments, her eyes lighting up whenever you hung one up. Some of the decorations were traditional, tiny wooden reindeer, little stars, and glass bulbuls in classic red and gold. But Leah had also picked out a few quirky ones: a mini soccer ball, a tiny camera, and a little book with “Our Adventures” scribbled across it. You couldn’t help but laugh as she explained each one, her enthusiasm bubbling over as she shared the stories behind each choice.

“We obviously have to have a football one, its literally the only reason we are here now…”

“If I had a pound for every photo you took of me or a pretty view then id be richer than a men’s player…” You did mention her and a pretty view are one and the same which got your favourite pink cheeks and scoff reaction from her.

“This feels like the beginning of our adventures, and I saw that one and thought is was a fitting first Christmas together properly ornament. Much better than the cheesy actual ones act least.”

After a while, you noticed a small, lumpy bundle at the bottom of the box. Unwrapping it, you found an old, handmade ornament. It was a little star painted in Leah’s favourite colours and was a bit worn around the edges. “What’s this one?” you asked, holding it up.

Leah looked at it and smiled, a little sheepish. “I made it when I was a kid. It’s terrible, isn’t it?” She laughed, looking a bit embarrassed, but you could see the fondness in her eyes.

“It’s perfect,” you replied, giving her a warm smile as you carefully hung it in a prime spot near the top of the tree where everyone could see it with just a glance. She watched, her face softening as she took your hand and squeezed it gently.

After an hour or so, the tree was nearly complete, draped in lights and covered in the mix of classic and quirky ornaments Leah had chosen. You both stood back, admiring your work as she reached over to switch on the lights. “This is always the best part, the first light up. It’s just magic.” The tree glowed softly, casting the room in a warm, magical light. You couldn’t help but agree with her.

Leah wrapped her arms around you from behind, resting her chin on your shoulder as you both gazed at the finished tree. “It’s perfect,” she murmured, her voice warm in your ear. You leaned back into her, feeling her arms tighten around you in a quiet, contented hug.

She glanced over at the last item on the table, a silver star meant for the top of the tree. With a grin, she picked it up and handed it to you. “You want to do the honours?”

You nodded, feeling a spark of excitement as she lifted you up slightly, helping you reach the top of the tree. Carefully, you placed the star on the branch that stuck out at the top, and she set you back down, pulling you close once again as you both admired the final touch.

“Absolutely perfect,” she whispered, kissing your forehead softly. Her hand stayed at the small of your back, grounding you as you both took in the soft glow of the room.

After a moment, Leah grabbed a couple of candy canes from a nearby bowl, handing one to you before popping the other into her mouth, grinning as she let it dangle between her lips. She looked at you with that cheeky spark in her eye. “Come on, I can’t be the only one getting into the Christmas spirit,” she said, nudging you playfully.

You laughed, taking a bite of your candy cane and settling down beside her on the couch. She pulled a blanket over both of you, leaning against you as she pressed play on a classic Christmas movie that she’d queued up earlier. Together, you snuggled up, munching on candy canes, watching the lights twinkle on the tree, and laughing at the silly holiday scenes unfolding on the screen.

As the night came to and end, you tried to unwrap yourself from the cozy blanket covered position you and Leah had gotten into. The blonde didn’t let you; she tightened her hold on your waist and whispered into the calm night, “Thanks for making this the best Christmas.”

You smiled, reaching to take her hand that had settled on your stomach. “Thank you for letting me be part of it.”

With her hand in yours and the lights from the tree casting gentle shadows across the room, you felt like this was exactly where you were meant to be. It wasn’t just about the tree or the decorations, it was about being with Leah, sharing those little moments that you hoped would happen for years to come, and feeling perfectly at home in each other’s arms as the night settled around you.

[littlespacereader]

I haven’t regressed for a while because you know, life sometimes gets in the way. But I finally got a moment after class to have the rest of the evening off and just regress. At first I was worried I wouldn’t be able to regress after a stressful day at college. Then I literally was two second into a Blue’s Clues episode with Steve and suddenly I’m a baby😂 Steve just had the magic touch🥹💞

I felt inspired to write a cute fic with him and a little reader. I’m actually thinking of making a mini series of fics with a little reader in a kids show. What do you think? Would you guys like something like that? Let me know😄

So please enjoy another “side quest fic” I didn’t plan on writing😂💞

Looking for Blue’s Clues🐾

Caregiver!Steve Burns & GN Little!Reader

Tags - scavenger hunt, Steve is the most gentle and patient CG ever, hand holding, hugs

I held my head up high as I walked through the woods, stuffie in hand, backpack on my shoulders, wandering around on my own little adventure. I needed this, just some time away from the busy and hectic working world. I just needed some time outdoors to regress in peace.

And that’s what I did. All my supplies shoved into my backpack, my favorite stuffie in hand, I am ready to go! I started on a trail, following the winding trail through the thick woods. I’ve been on this trail before, it’s calm, quiet and peaceful. Perfect for a regression day.

As I kept walking I noticed something with my usual trail. The trail split into two pathways. One, the usual path, went right and down towards a river. But now there’s a left path, a path that’s never existed before. Maybe the parks department decided to make a new path for everyone?

There was something deep down inside of me that filled with excitement for the new adventure. I looked to my stuffie in hand, “What do you think (stuffie name)?”

Though they didn’t outright say it, I knew my stuffie wanted me to go forward towards the adventure.

“You’re so right! New trail it is!”

The path wasn’t very different than the other trail, though it did go deeper into the woods. But there was a clearing up ahead, I could see there was a colorful neighborhood with a yellow house.

A blue dog ran infront of me, stopping me in my tracks. She began talking to me before she skipped away. I smiled to myself, a blue dog?! That’s a first!

Suddenly out of the corner of my eyes I spotted something. On one of the tall trees next to me is a blue paw print. I walked over and looked at the print and smiled. Why would there be a blue paw print here? Did that dog leave it behind?

“A clue!”

I quickly turned around to be greeted by a man in a stripped green shirt. He smiled, happy to see me as if he knew me his whole life.

“You found a clue!”

“A clue?” I pointed to the blue print.

“A blue’s clue! Great job! You’re very smart.”

I couldn’t help but smile at the praise. “Thank you, but I wasn’t even trying.”

“You weren’t trying to find blue’s clue and you found it anyway? You’re better at this than me! Wow!” Again, the stranger glowed with praise.

“I’m Steve, it’s so nice to meet you.” He put his hand out to shake.

“I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you too.” I gladly shook his hand.

“Now that we have our first clue, we gotta put it in our handy dandy notebook!” Steve pulled out his notebook from his back pocket, popping the crayon out from the top and flipping to the first page.

He stood along side me so I could see what he was drawing. “So our first clue is a tree. We’ll start with two big lines for the trunk of the tree, then we’ll draw smaller lines on the top for the branches, then we’ll make this curly lines for the leafs at the top of the tree. There, a tree.” He looked up from his drawing to smile back at me.

“Our first clue is a tree. So what could Blue want to do tonight after dinner with…a tree?” He asked me.

I began thinking of all the possibilities a tree could mean. What does his dog want to do tonight? “Maybe she wants to play fetch with one of the branches of the tree?”

Steve hummed in agreement, “Good idea, maybe she does watch to play fetch. But we have to find the other clues to be sure.”

I nod my head in agreement but I can’t help but ask. “How many clues are there?”

“There are three clues. Once we find all three clues we sit in our thinking chair and think, think, think. Because when we use our minds, we take a step out of time and we can do anything that we want to do.” His smile is utterly contagious because I smile just as big as him.

“I’m really going to need your help to find the other two clues. Will you help me find them?”

“Yeah!” I practically jump saying.

“Really? Thank you! You’re the best! Now, this second clue must be around here somewhere…Lets go this way.” He hold his hand out to me as a silent offer.

I appreciate him not being pushy or just grabbing my hand. It was an invitation if I wanted it, so I took his hand in mine. Together we walked to the yellow house I saw earlier.

Steve opened the door and lead the way into his house. It’s beautiful with its peach tone wallpaper and big red chair in the living room.

“That’s the thinking chair,” Steve pointed out, “Once we’ve got all three clues we’ll sit there and think.”

Then it was off to the kitchen to further find a clue. Inside on the counter top is a family different spices.

“Y/N,” he squeezed my hand, “I’d like to introduce you to Mr. Salt and Mrs. Pepper and their children Cinnamon and Paprika.”

I couldn’t believe my eyes as the Salt and Pepper shaker waved and talked to me.

“Bonjour Y/N! Welcome to our home!” Mr. Salt waved.

“So wonderful to have you here.” Mrs. Pepper added.

“So nice to meet you both.” I smiled back.

But then my eyes caught it, across the kitchen on another counter top sat a bag of marshmallows. And on the bag? A big blue paw print!

“Steve! A clue! A clue!!” I squeezed his hand back and was jumping out and down.

“The flu? You don’t look sick to me. Here let me check.” He held his hand to my forehead. “No, you don’t have a temperature.”

I couldn’t help but giggle to Steve. “No! A clue! Over there!” I pointed to the paw print.

Steve gasped and quickly the two of us ran over to the bag of marshmallows. “So our second clue is…marshmallows. You know what we gotta do. We gotta put this clue in our handy dandy…”

“Notebook!”

“That’s right! Our notebook! Now, a marshmallow. We’ll make two round lines on the side and an oval on the top. At the bottom we’ll make half a circle to connect the sides. There! A marshmallow! But what could Blue want to do tonight after dinner with…a tree and a marshmallow?”

The two of us stopped and started to think about the clues. There were pretty different from one another. It would be hard to tell what they meant together.

“Maybe she wants to play fetch then eat some marshmallows?” I suggested.

Steve gasped and nodded his head, “Maybe! But I think we should find our last clue before we decide.” I nodded in agreement.

Mail time, mail time mmmmaaaaaiiilllll ttttiiimmmmeeee

“Oh! The mail is here!” Steve grabbed my hand and together we ran into the living room. Blue and him started dancing around happy for the mails arrival. After a minute I started to join in the fun.

“Here’s the mail, it never fails. It makes me want to wag my tail. When it comes I want to wail, MMMMMAAAAAIIIIILLLLL!!!”

Steve plopped down into his thinking chair and held his hand out for me to sit as well. “You’re more than welcome to sit on my lap or on the arm of the chair. Whichever is more comfortable for you Y/N.”

After a moment of consideration, I chose to sit on the arm of the chair next to Steve. The mailbox stretched into the room and over to our chair. “Mails here! Mails here!”

“Mailbox! I’d like you to meet my friend Y/N. Y/N, this is Mailbox.”

“It’s nice to meet you.” I smiled to the purple mailbox.

“It’s nice to meet you too! Infact this letter is for you.”

“It’s for me?”

“Yup! Here you go!” Mailbox opens his lid and Steve grabbed the letter for me.

“We just got a letter, we just got a letter, we just got a letter, wonder who it’s from.” He went to open the letter but paused and looked to me. “Y/N this is your mail. Would you rather open it or would you like me to?”

“Could you open and read it?” I asked a bit shy. But Steve brought me back to feeling comfortable with his warm smile and nod.

“Of course I can. Now let’s see, oh! It appears that this letter is from a (stuffie name here).”

I gasped and looked down at my stuffie. “It’s from (stuffie name here)?!”

“Uh-huh. That what it says. The letter goes,

Dear Y/N,

Thank you for always taking such great care of me. Thank you for always coming to me whenever you need extra love and comfort. Always know I will forever be with you even when you have to go to school or work. There’s always a piece of me inside of you just as there a piece of you inside of me.

Love you always,

(Stuffie name).”

Tears started to fall down from my eyes as I looked at my stuffie in hand. They looked back up at me with a smile and a wink.

“What a beautiful letter! Your stuffie is very grateful for you Y/N, just as I’m sure you are for them. Oh, I don’t think we were introduced. It’s nice to meet you (stuffie name).” Steve leaned over and shook the stuffie’s (hand, paw, fin, ect.)

“They said it’s nice to meet you too.” I add back to Steve, wiping the happy tears from my eyes.

“Are you okay?”

I hum in agreement. “My stuffie was just so nice.”

“They seem great! You’re perfectly matched because you’re great and they’re great too.” Steve smiled. “Now, would you like to take a moment here or would you like to go find the last clue?”

“The last clue!!”

“Alright!” He stood up and offered his hand again. I jumped off the chair and took his hand in mine again. “Off we go looking for clues…but ummm…where do you think we should go?”

I looked outside and saw the sunsetting. It might be nice to get some fresh air again. “Maybe outside?” I offered.

“Great idea! Follow me.” Steve led the way as we ventured back outside.

Outside we started to walk around the town. Steve showed me the eye doctor where Blue’s friend Magenta got her new glasses, then there was the present shop where his brother Joe works and another house down the block where his cousin Josh lives. The town seemed so nice and peaceful.

Since we didn’t see anymore of Blue’s clues we ventured back to Steve’s house and into the back yard. There it seemed all of his friends were handing out around a picnic blanket, tree and a fire pit. WAIT A MINUTE! THE FIRE PIT!

“Steve!! A clue!! Another clue!!” I pointed out again.

“Really?! Where?”

“There by the fire pit! The final clue!”

Steve gasped and looked at the fire pit. There, at the base of it was the clue.

“A clue!! Our final clue! And it’s on the fire pit. You know where we need to put this, in our handy dandy…”

“NOTEBOOK!”

Steve grabbed his notebook from his back pocket and began drawing. “So our last clue is…a fire pit. We’ll start by making a cylinder for the fire pit. Then spark points for the fire inside of it. There, a fire pit!”

He closed the notebook then looked at me just as excited. “We have all three clues! We have to sit in our-.”

“Think chair!!”

“Yes! Come on!”

The two of us raced back inside the house and over to the thinking chair. Steve sat in his usual spot and I opted for the arm of the chair again. Blue ran over and joined us, to see if we got it right.

“So now that we’re in our thinking chair, let’s think. So what could Blue want to do tonight after dinner? What’s our first clue?”

“A tree.”

“That’s right! A branch! Good job remembering. So our first clue is a branch. But what was our second?”

“Marshmallows!”

“You’re right it’s marshmallows! You have an amazing memory.” He smiled.

“Finally our last clue is a fire pit. So what could Blue want to do tonight after dinner, with a tree, marshmallows and a fire pit?”

The two of sat in the chair together and think, think, think. They did seem random at first but they meant to go together. Then suddenly it hit me!

“Steve! I’ve got it! I’ve got it!!”

“What is it Y/N?”

“Blue wants to use the wood from the tree to make a fire so that she can roast marshmallows!”

Steve’s face lights up to the idea. He looks to Blue who start jumping around the room happily. “You did it Y/N! You figure out Blue’s Clues!”

Steve jumps up and put his arms open to me. I immediately run into them, getting a big hug from him. “You are so smart! I am so proud of you!”

Tears build up in my eyes hearing the admission. He’s treated me so sweet for hardly knowing me. I haven’t felt this safe and happy in such a long time.

“Come on, let’s go outside and get ourselves a marshmallow.” Steve says as we break apart.

The two of us join the rest of the neighborhood outside to roast some marshmallows. There I meet Joe and Josh as well as the rest of the family including Magenta, Sidetable, and more.

I sat next to Steve as the evening turned to night. We looked up at the stars above as we ate our marshmallows.

“You know, you could stay if you wanted?” Steve said after a moment. I looked at him shocked at first. “It’s just that, you did such a good job finding all the clues. And Blue and I loved having you here. Plus, I could look after you and show you the rest of the town and-.”

He stopped himself. “Sorry, what I’m trying to say is. If you like to stay you’re more than welcome to. I’d love to have you here. And before you say anything, I don’t mind your regression. I’d love to help take care of you and maybe even possible be your Caregiver. So what do you think?”

I immediately began to tear up again. “I’d love to stay and I’d love to have you as my Caregiver.”

Steve’s nervousness turned immediately to happiness as he put his arms out again. I didn’t waste any time as I joined him in a hug.

“I’m so happy to hear that Y/N. I think you’re going to be the best person for this town. I couldn’t be more happy to have you here Y/N.” Steve added as we broke apart.

“I couldn’t be more happy to be here.” I smiled back.

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Leaving a mini offering for when you awaken - Thanks for chatting with me while work has been boring me to death :3

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Fae Wilds

Fabian flinched his hand away when Riz swatted at his fingers, the goblins hand connecting with his knuckles with a stinging crack since he wasn’t pulling his punches. Not anymore. The creature that had tried to hand Fabian a strange piece of fruit snarling at the goblin and earning a venomous hiss from the detective in response before it skuttled up the tree and out of sight into the canopy.

“Just because someone is handing you something doesn’t mean you have to take it.” Riz took a calming breath, rubbing at the bridge of his nose under his glasses before resettling them on his face properly. “In fact, put your hands in your pockets. Please.”

The goblin had needed to explain this to Fabian six times already but the Fae Wilds tended to make most people who weren’t native a little vague at the best of times. He wasn’t mad at his friend, not really, he was just kind of wishing he hadn’t let the half elf invite himself on this little mission in the name of ‘watching Riz’s back’ for him. Sure, adventuring with a partner was much more enjoyable than going solo like he usually did but gods was it stressful when he had to keep an eye on Fabian the entire time. If he’d known Fabians human heritage would cause this much of a handicap on his resistance to the confusing influence of this realm he wouldn’t have let him come at all.

This excursion wasn’t in relation to Fabians case anyway, the leads on that one having run dry a while ago, but Riz still had bills to pay and the half elf was fine with him taking other clients in the meantime. They were in the Fae Wilds searching for information, the detectives current client swearing that his daughter had run off with a member of some fairy court and wanting to know where they’d gone. When Riz had gone through his daughters things he’d had to agree, some of the items and letters she’d left behind faintly humming with traces of magic from this realm when he’d checked them over.

So here they were, just the two of them, trying to find someone they could get information out of without trading away something irreplaceable. Riz had gotten a few leads from some of the less dangerous creatures in the area and had been verifying some of it with another when he heard Fabian speaking with someone behind him. The goblin having to whirl around quickly to smack Fabian on the leg to stop him from saying his name to a beautiful, naked woman that looked like they were carved out of a still living tree. Riz narrowing his eyes and baring his teeth when they ran a flirty finger under Fabian’s chin before giggling and wandering away into the forest around them.

“Oh, sorry The Ball. You were trying to get my attention?” Fabian had stared wistfully after the retreating figure until they were impossible to spot among the foliage, the half elf making a choked noise when Riz reached up to grab him by the collar of his jacket and yank him down to the goblins eye level.

“Stop. Saying. Your. Name. and REALLY stop saying your FULL name. Even if they don’t want to steal it they can do some pretty horrible stuff to you if you’re not careful.”

“Ah. Right. Sorry. Force of habit.” Fabian grinned, happy to let the goblin manhandle him around if he wanted to even though it would be very easy to resist. It meant he got to look at his face up close, even if his brows were knitted together in a frown and his ears were pinned back in a way he knew meant he was upset or worried.

“Fuck, okay. I know you’re having issues remembering all this because of-“ Riz let go of his collar with one hand to gesture vaguely around the pair of them, indicating the fae wild at large. “-but it’s going to cause problems if you keep doing that. So. Give me your name.”

“Hmm? Okay, It’s…” The half elf frowned, his own ears drooping slightly while his eye darted, unfocused, from side to side as he tried to think. “I don’t… why can’t I remember?”

“Oh, good. Excellent. I still remember it so that worked.” Riz let go of his collar, pressing their foreheads together in a brief nuzzle before stepping way from him. “You gave me your name. I’ll give it back once we go home but at least I can keep it safe for you until we do. For now you’ll just have to go by… I dunno. Maximum Legend until we leave.”

Now that a creature of this realm had control of the half-elfs name hopefully it would have the duel effect of helping to clear his mind somewhat. Maximum Legend, for his part, was doing an excellent impression of a stunned fish. Mouth hanging open slightly as he stayed crouched in the position Riz had left him in.

“That’s…. what the fuck The Ball? How in the Nine Hells did you even do that?”

“I am a creature of many talents.”

The half-elf scoffed in response but didn’t argue, standing back up to his full height and following along behind Riz as he started walking again.

It's always a delight to chat with you, and it's one of my favourite things to do! Thank you for this gift. Here's a little something in return, pulled from some of our recent chats.

Maximum Legend—ugh, he couldn’t believe Riz was throwing that one drunken night on Leviathan in his face—kept a hand on the hilt of his blade as he stood back to back with Riz as several masked goblins surrounded them. They’d been on their way through a forest of trees as tall as skyscrapers with thick and colourful underbrush. Following their only lead regarding the location of Riz’s client’s daughter, Sarah. Up until they’d been ambushed, of course.

He’d been ready for a fight, but he felt Riz hesitate at the same time he did, thanks to giving their attackers a second look over. Rusty pitchforks, worn sickles, and recently repaired spears. Masks made up of ripped fabric and threadbare work clothes covered with patchwork leather armour. If they were bandits, they had only just started out, but something told them that these people weren’t even that.

Riz glanced at Maximum Legend to make sure they were on the same page before he called out to one of the goblins in Gukliak. Maximum could only follow parts of the back and forth that occurred. He could surmise that Riz had asked the troupe if they’d seen a Halfling girl running around with a member of one of the nearby Courts.

For a moment, the goblins looked shifty about it, but Riz… insisted that her father only wanted to know that she was safe and bring her home if she wasn’t. A bit of conferring between the troupe and another quick exchange with Riz before they lowered their weapons. Giving them both a nod to follow.

The troupe of goblins kept them close as they led them through the forest toward a small village by a winding creek. Small farms on the outskirts of it with farmers tending to strange beasts and even stranger crops. Little houses and shops were built into the massive ivied tree trunks or carved out of giant moss-covered boulders. A village square with a tall pole wrapped in colourful ribbons and flowers that goblin villagers pass by and congregate at to stare at him and Riz as they’re led deeper into the settlement.

Eventually they are led to a hollowed out giant tree stump where the missing daughter, Sarah, a young ravenhaired Halfling woman, sat in a garden of tall grass and wildflowers, playing a guitar for a hoard of young goblins. It was a sweet sight to watch for a moment or two. But sooner than later, one of the kits noticed their and their guides’ presences and a whirlwind of chaos erupted.

Sarah stopped strumming, sitting up alarmed as some of the kits raced towards a couple of the goblins who guided them here—their parents, obviously. While others, the ones on the older side stayed and began to swarm Sarah as if they could hide her with their bodies. And that is nothing to say of a matronly Goblin woman bursting out of the stump and rushing to put herself in front of Sarah and the kits as she hissed at the guides and the outsiders.

Maximum watched as Riz lowered his ears in submission to her obvious authority in this place as he began to speak to her slowly in Gukliak. At first, she wasn’t having it; not even some nudging from their guides was enough for her to let them come any closer. But luckily, Sarah was far more willing to humour them.

Slithering out of the pile of kits, she threw her guitar over her shoulder as she walked over to the Goblin matron to put a hand on her shoulder. Telling her that they most likely weren’t here on the Goblin King’s orders. She recognized their clothing; they were from her home plane. Here to rescue her. Sarah smiles at them and tells them that Drezza is just worried about her because she sees her stolen daughter in her, that’s all. She’s happy to talk to them and explain what happened to her.

You see, Sarah Timbersage had been having a really tough time at college, at her dead-end job and at home and… she’d met a guy. Handsome, almost too good-looking for words. Elven, she’d guessed at first, but he’d been light on the details. They’d exchanged letters, back and forth; old fashioned, but she’d liked it. He’d said that she could come live with him, that he’d take care of her, and she’d want for nothing…

As the fifth daughter of eight children, it was an enticing offer. Believable, too, he’d given her a beautiful necklace as if it were nothing. She hadn’t even realized she’d been enthralled until she was deep in the Feywild, within the Castle of the Goblin King. Who, she’d quickly realized, was only going to add her to a collection of “brides” he kept as a testament to his power. Including Drezza’s daughter, Pollina, though Sarah hadn't known that then. Only by pure luck did she manage to escape the fortress and disappear into the forest surrounding it.

Sarah doesn’t know how long she wandered, but one morning, after spending the night hidden in a rotted log, she was found by some of Drezza’s children. The sweet things had realized that she was not only hungry and thirsty, but also the mortal woman the Goblin King had sent scouts to find.

Now, you have to understand. Within the Goblin Court, you’d be hard-pressed to find a soul that actually revered or even liked their King. Hell, they hadn’t particularly liked their last dozen Kings! Might makes Right in the Court of Goblins, so one of the most popular ways for anyone to gain power is to kill a more powerful being than themselves and assume their title.

The worst thing is? It's an arcane issue. It doesn't matter if the courtiers and subjects of the Court despise whoever holds the title of Goblin King, no matter how this so-called King drags their Court’s reputation through the mud unless one of them can defeat him? There's nothing they can do to strip the Court-given powers from him. As much as they hated to admit it, the current Goblin King was very powerful.

And if the smoke signal from the outermost of the village's farms was correct, he was on his way here.

[aziraphales-library]

Y’all are awesome and I appreciate the hell out of this account! Any fics that are an attempt at a season 3? Preferably comedic ones! Thank you so much and keep up the amazing work! ❤️

Hello. We have a #good omens s3 speculation tag, so check that out. Here are more to add that have some kind of humour tag...

a place to be by kaiyen (NR)

In which Crowley moves back into his flat, Aziraphale has problems at work, and the Second Coming of Christ is but a stone's throw away. In the end, Crowley makes it to rolling green hills, leant against a stubbornly yellow Bentley. He remembers the first morning. He had slithered out of the ground not long before dawn, the dirt damp even before the first rain, the grass cool and crisp against his scales. And the sun had risen, jewels spilling across the great blue sky, warm and golden from the East. Crowley – Crawly, then – had wanted to follow it, had felt a great pull Eastwards. He went, too, until he found the ripe red fruit nestled amongst the lush green leaves and knew what they were for. It was luck, then, that the humans had left in the direction of the sunrise. Luck, or– ineffable. The sun rises over the South Downs, and Crowley finally wants to stay.

The Ineffable Shades of Gray (Good Omens Season 3) by altsernative (T)

After returning to Heaven, Aziraphale learns the Metatron's true intentions, finds himself disillusioned, and regrets his choice to leave Crowley, who has been working in the Temptations department. They reunite, and find themselves stopping the final war between Heaven and Hell and learning God and Satan's true intentions for the world and each other.

Demons are Forever by in_a_pickle (T)

After finallly finding the courage to tell his best friend his feelings, Crowley's dreams are shattered when Aziraphale once again chooses Heaven over happiness together. With ‘Great Plans’ afoot upstairs, Aziraphale discovers that the starring role he accepted comes with some unforeseen duties and that Crowley’s kiss has become something of a distraction. Crowley meanwhile is trying to come to terms with a broken heart and is trying to fathom why Heaven is so keen to have Aziraphale back in the fold. A mini adventure with our favourite group of two, written in case I get hit by a bus and never get to find out what happened next.

The Intended Effect by Esme_Abner (E)

A post-S2 fic that begins with a very sad Crowley and a conflicted Aziraphale and a surprisingly not-awful Jesus. It's all building toward our boys reconciling, because like everyone else, my heart is broken and I need to pick up the pieces somehow. And they might try to like save the world again, too.

(I just can't wait for) Season 3 Good Omens! by RCReveal (T)

After Season 2, I really needed to find out how Aziraphale and Crowley could get their reunion: a real reunion & not 'pretendy real'. They both have so much growing to do with neither of them, yet, being able to even say 'I love you' clearly to each other. Angel, what's going on? What kind of doublethink are you doing to still think that Heaven is the Good side & that you can't even admit to being friends? But you'll do anything to protect the World. Crowley, always planning on running. Sorry, but that won't work. If you had run at Armageddon there'd be no here to be in. But somehow, still a little seed of optimism. And wow! what you two can do together! Especially with a little help from old and new friends. So here's a story about averting the Second Coming with that great ensemble cast of characters in Heaven, Hell, and Whickber ST. Long set up, but then starts to speed up, kinda a wild ride from chapter 42 onto the end. This story is at about the same level of cursing, violence (well, maybe a little more Gaiman-esque), humor (definitely much more Terry Pratchett-esque) and romance as that of the second season.

There's a Special Place on Earth for Beings Like You by Kipje (T)

Set two years after Aziraphale leaves to become Supreme Archangel. It’s the Second Coming. Aziraphale is tasked with finding parents for the new Christ and returns to earth. He needs Crowley’s help, but the two haven’t spoken since the break-up. Crowley doesn’t want to forgive the angel, nor does he want to help out with the baby, but he finds it incredibly hard not to get involved. OR Aziraphale and Crowley raise the new Christ together; a girl named Eden. While they try to sort out their feelings and avert the apocalypse. Excerpt: Crowley had always assumed Aziraphale would want to run away with him in order to be together. He had never bothered to ask if there was a version where they would be an ‘us’ on earth. What was Aziraphale supposed to do once they arrived in the Alpha Centauri system. How would that even work with his book collection? Sure, Aziraphale had fallen in love with the demon – and it had taken him a while to be able to admit that – but he had also fallen in love with humanity, with earth. He had never planned on leaving. He knew earth would be no fun without his favourite wily serpent, but that did not mean he would be fine anywhere as long as Crowley was there. He had standards.

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☆ Day 03 : Blindfold

↬ [ Synopsis ] : Blindfolded adventures with Seonghwa, especially in the city of love, could turn out to be this pleasurable, something you never expected. So many firsts on this trip, from the veil to anal, both of your pleasures knew no limits.

Word Count : 2.8k Genre : Idol Au, Smut, Angst, a bit slice of life, light fluff. Pairing : Boyfriend! Seonghwa x F.Reader

WARNINGS : Pure smut(18+), a bit of a plot, oral (fem recieving), dom seonghwa, multiple orgasms, praise, pet names (baby, honey), making out, unprotected sex, restrained sense of sight, blindfold included, nipple play, anal sex.

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☆☆☆ NOTE : Day 3, Day 3, Day 3. Damn, I really got carried away with this! But I tried to perfect it as much as I could for you, ma chéries. I truly hope you enjoy this Parisian adventure with Seonghwa.

It had become a tradition for you and your boyfriend, Seonghwa, to take a mini vacation after every ATEEZ successful comeback. Even if it was just for a few days, you both always managed to carve out time for an intimate getaway, just the two of you. This tradition had been going strong for two years now, and this marked your sixth trip together.

This time, you chose Paris—the city of love.

Despite being in a relationship for over two years and being so deeply in love, you had never visited Paris together. The idea had simply never crossed your minds. So, as soon as you found a break in your busy schedules, you booked the trip in the blink of an eye, eager to experience the romance of Paris hand in hand.

It was the first day of your trip, although there wasn’t much of it left after landing at 5 in the evening. After checking into the hotel, settling in, and freshening up, you both decided to visit the Eiffel Tower—the ultimate spot for lovers. It was the perfect destination to kick off day one of your romantic getaway.

With the Eiffel Tower glowing above and the stars scattered across the night sky, you and Seonghwa stood close, soaking in the ambiance of Paris. He slipped his arm around your waist, pulling you a little closer. “You know” he murmured, voice soft but teasing, “this view is breathtaking, but it’s got nothing on you.”

You chuckled, leaning into him, your fingers playing with the edge of his coat. “Smooth, Hwa. It’s not Paris making you this charming, is it?”

He grinned, glancing down at you. “Maybe it’s a little bit of both. Paris, you… hard to say which one’s got me more captivated.”

He reached down to steal a quick kiss, and you met him halfway, tiptoeing to make your tiny form reach him.

“Well, I’ll take it. Just you, me, and the city of love... What else could I possibly want?” A playful spark lights up your eyes.

After soaking in the view, you both return to the hotel, too content and tired from the long plane ride to explore more that night. Room service arrives with a delicious meal, and you sit by the window, the lights of the city twinkling outside.

Between bites and laughter, Seonghwa raises his glass, a small smirk on his lips. “To us, and all the moments we’re going to steal for ourselves.”

You meet his gaze, lifting your glass with a knowing smile. “I’ll drink to that. Here’s to us, and whatever comes next.” You clink your glasses, your eyes meeting with a soft, playful spark.

As the night goes on, you curl up together, his arms wrapped tightly around you. Falling asleep with him beside you, you can't help but feel a mix of happiness and excitement for what the next day in Paris will bring.

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When morning arrives, the rain tapping against the window greets you instead of the nice, bright sunrise you had wished for. You wake up, rubbing your eyes, and see Seonghwa already awake, watching the downpour with a frown on his face. The city outside is now a blur of rain-soaked streets.

“Looks like we’re staying in today” Seonghwa says with a chuckle, turning to you, trying to seem as cheerful as possible so you won’t be disappointed.

He knows how much Paris means to you and the amount of time and sleepless nights you poured into crafting the perfect itinerary for this trip. You had even created a whole Notion page filled with cute cafés, couple’s dates and activities, foods to try, and more.

You groan playfully, a pout forming on your lips. “I was hoping to explore all those cute cafés.” You are bummed about not being able to explore everything on your list, but does it really matter when the best part of the trip is right here in front of you, your boyfriend? A cozy day lazing in with Hwa, with the rain as the ambiance, and in Paris no less, doesn’t sound so bad.

“Guess it's better to leave some things to spontaneity” you comment, not realizing how this is going to come back to bite you in the ass later.

Seonghwa slips back into bed beside you, pulling the blankets around both of you.

“Maybe it’s a sign to relax today. We’ll explore tomorrow.” Your head rests gently on his chest as he gives you a kiss on the forehead.

“Are you hungry? Should we order something?” he asks, checking that it’s almost time for breakfast.

“Yup, I wan—” you are cut short when Seonghwa’s phone goes off on the bedside table. Hongjoong’s name flashes on the screen, which is a bit surprising, given he would never disturb you two on your vacation unless it is extremely important. Is everything okay? you think to yourself as Hwa takes the call.

And there goes your boyfriend on a long call. It has been an hour and a half, to be exact, and you guys haven’t even had breakfast yet.

Twirling on the bed, you are bored, flipping through the food menu the hotel provided to see what you could order for brunch. Yup, breakfast time is over, and lunch is upon you. You occasionally check on Seonghwa between your rolls on the bed, seeing if he is done with his call. But neither is he finished with his call, nor can you find anything interesting to order. And seeing how heavily it is still pouring, going outside is definitely not an option.

As you roll from one side of the bed to the other, an idea strikes you: why not cook something? The spacious room comes with a luxurious kitchen, and the hotel can provide groceries. Excitedly, you get up to tell Seonghwa about your plan, but in your haste, you slip off the bed and land on your butt with a thud.

Seonghwa immediately gets up to help, but you wave him off, laughing. “I’m alright!” you assure him.

He gives you a concerned look, mouthing, “Are you sure?”

You flash a thumbs-up and a wide smile, which eases his worry a bit. With a small nod, he returns to his call.

You decide to cook up kimchi jjigae, which goes perfectly with the chilly weather outside, along with a crisp glass of chilled white wine provided by the hotel as your beverage of choice, and tanghulu for dessert. The hotel room comes with an assortment of fruits, so you decide to make use of that as well, especially since it is the only dessert you have somehow perfected, and Seonghwa loves it. So, why not?

An hour later, you are done with all the dishes, and the table is set. Hwa is finished with his call too. Apparently, it is a minor screw-up, but somehow it is fixed. As you both enjoy your brunch, Hwa is all praises for the dishes and also feels a bit apologetic since you had to do all this on your own.

“It’s alright, Hwa, no need to apologize. And thank you.” you reply with a bright smile.

“Hongjoong also apologized for calling us in the middle of the vacation,” he mentions, and you give a reassuring nod in response. That is definitely not necessary on Joong’s part since you understand their work. “He is also sending a gift for us,” he exclaims excitedly.

“Really?? What is it?” you eagerly ask.

“Don’t know. He said it will be a surprise” he replies.

Lazing around the whole afternoon, it is 7 in the evening when a knock on the door brings you back. Hwa attends the door and thanks the delivery staff before coming back with the gift Hongjoong sent. Excitedly, you unwrap the box to reveal a bottle of premium champagne and a scarlet cloth… a blindfold?

You blink at the contents of the box with confusion. “A blindfold?” You shoot Seonghwa a teasing glance. “I smell Wooyoung’s hands included in the blindfold” Hwa adds, remembering Woo is also in the room while Hongjoong is on call with him.

But was any of you complaining, though? Not at all.

“Do you want to try it?” you ask. “We’ve tried a lot of stuff, but never a blindfold, so…” you wait for his response, a red blush coating your cheeks.

“If you want to, then I’m down for it” he exclaims, a flirty smirk on his lips. You run to the full-length mirror to check how it would look on you. Meanwhile, Seonghwa closes the curtains and dims the lights to set the room up for a sensual evening and a long, memorable night.

Making his way to you, he stands behind you, taking a quick glance. The blindfold covers your eyes, and your lips are slightly parted, a sight so mouthwatering in front of him that it makes his dick twitch in his pants. Admiring the sight in front of him, a sigh leaves his lips as his hand snakes around your waist, pulling you back into his chest.

As you reach to take the blindfold off, his hands stop you gently, urging you to keep it on. The unspoken signal that he is now in control sends a shiver down your spine. His hands move messily but eagerly as he works to remove your clothes, his touch making it clear how turned on he is, ready to take you while stripping away your sense of sight.

His lips dip into your neck, leaving soft, teasing kisses as breathless moans slip from your lips, driving him crazy. Every brush of his mouth against your skin leaves you wanting more, while his hands wander, discarding each piece of clothing with increasing urgency.

He quickly gets rid of his own clothes, the sound of fabric hitting the floor registering in your haze of anticipation.

His hand finds yours, guiding you across the room as he leads you to the couch. You can’t see, but you feel everything — the steady tug of his hand, the subtle brush of his body against yours as he positions you. His grip tightens slightly, a silent promise that whatever comes next will be unforgettable.

“Ready, baby?” he asks softly. “Let me know if it’s too much.” he assures, his voice low and soothing.

Your hands grip the couch headrest, back arched, presenting yourself to him. His long fingers trail down your spine, slow and deliberate, sending shivers through you.

Reaching your soaked core, he teases you, fingers gliding over your slickness, rubbing slow circles. The pressure builds as his fingers work, sending waves of pleasure through you.

“Keep going, Hwa. Feels so good” you whimper, encouraging him. His touch pushes you to the edge, a welcome surprise on this trip, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Seonghwa’s fingers slip inside you without warning, drawing a whimpery yelp that quickly turns into moans as pleasure takes over. His fingers move skillfully, back and forth, while he leans over, biting softly into your shoulder. His pace quickens, and your body trembles under the relentless pleasure.

“You take me so well, baby. Ride them for me” he commands, his left hand fondling your breasts, occasionally pinching your hard nipples, sending jolts of electric pleasure through your entire body. Seonghwa’s unpredictability, the way his touches come with no pattern, always has you guessing and gasping, while the blindfold heightens every sensation.

You rock against his fingers, your body moving in rhythm with his, as he hits just the right spots, sending waves of unimaginable bliss through you. The pressure builds quickly, his quickened pace pushing you closer to the edge, ready to release yourself onto his waiting hand.

“Baby, stop.” he commands, halting you just as you are about to release on his fingers. A whiny whimper escapes your lips, denied the orgasm you so desperately crave. He pulls his fingers out, adding to your frustration.

Silence.

“Hwa?” you call, the quiet heightening the tension. Not being able to see him is equal parts agony and thrill, aching for release yet excited for whatever Seonghwa has planned next.

Just as you are about to move, his hungry tongue captures your pussy, flicking and licking your clit with fierce passion, making your knees weaken. His tongue works mercilessly, devouring your juices.

“Mmm” Hwa groans in pleasure, and it drives you wild not being able to see his gorgeous face or his lips coated with your slick.

“Hold on tight, baby. We don’t want you falling apart now, do we?” he teases, pausing between licks while his fingers resume their tender exploration of your dripping cunt. His insatiable hunger is evident in the way he devours you, his tongue working like magic.

“Hwa… oh my god, so fucking good” you cry out, your body jolting with each suck he takes of your drenched pussy. “One more, baby. I can’t get enough of your sweetnes” he murmurs, his words and mouth working in perfect harmony.

The intensity pushes you over the edge, and you come hard into his mouth.

He holds your legs, supporting you as your body trembles, unable to hold itself up. Seonghwa continues cleaning you up, his tongue licking you skillfully, leaving you breathless.

As his hands finally release your legs, you collapse onto the couch, your body still recovering from the overwhelming release you just experience.

What is Seonghwa going to do now?

The blindfold heightens your anticipation for every one of your boyfriend’s moves. Seonghwa always surprises you, and in this moment, everything feels amplified; what might seem ordinary when you can see becomes a thousand times more intense and pleasurable in your current state of restraint.

As you are deep in thought, Seonghwa’s hard dick makes contact with your asshole. He rubs his tip over your hole, leaving goosebumps across your entire body as you recover from the intense release you just had.

Oh, so he is going the anal route. You are still lost in your thoughts when he slams into you once; a swift thrust pushes his entire length into your ass, and a loud cry escapes your lips as his name leaves you, causing your entire body to tremble in shock.

Seonghwa, when left to his own control, is merciless, you realize.

“Hwa… oh damn, you feel so big” you gasp, relishing the fullness as he fills you to the brim. “Don’t just stay there—move, Hwa.” He pulls out just enough to tease before plunging back into you with a relentless thrust, igniting every nerve in your body.

Seonghwa moves with a new passion now, your walls squeezing his dick send his mind into a frenzy, making him feel like he is losing control as a sequence of “fucks” escapes his lips.

“Oh my god, baby, you take me so well. Made just for me” he says, fully in a state of bliss.

Seonghwa thrusts into you mercilessly, each thrust igniting a passionate fire in your entire being. The blindfold heightens your anticipation, amplifying every sensation as the sound of skin against skin fills the air with your whimpery moans.

“Faster, Hwa! Please” you plead, and he responds, quickening his pace, driving deeper inside you.

“God, you feel incredible” he moans, fingers gripping your hips, marking you with each thrust. As the pressure builds within you, the world outside fades away until it’s just the two of you lost in ecstasy.

“Come for me, baby. I want to feel you release around me” he begs, his voice dripping with lust.

Your body tightens, a scream escaping your lips as waves of pleasure crash over you.

Seonghwa rides out your orgasm, thrusting harder as you clench around him.

With one final thrust, he empties himself deep inside you, groaning your name in bliss.

This time, it hits Seonghwa harder as he gently pulls out of you and collapses on the couch with you lying on top of him.

You are fully lost in the feeling of ecstasy, not even realizing when he pulls out of you and settles beneath you.

The blindfold, soaked with tear stains, serves as proof of the unforgettable experience you had.

He gently removes the blindfold from your eyes, and as they adjust to the light, you try to figure out his face in the dimness. In the soft glow, the afterglow shines brighter, making Seonghwa feel giddy.

“Gotta thank Wooyoung for this wonderful red veil” you whisper, a teasing smile playing on your lips.

“Only Wooyoung? What about me, baby?” Seonghwa pouts, his voice dripping with playful frustration.

You lean closer, your breath warm against his skin. “Oh, I can’t forget my amazing boyfriend. You just turned this trip into a sensual dream I won’t forget. Paris will never be the same” you murmur, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, melting into him as you do.

~ ~ Chérie ☆ signin’ off

DISCLAIMER: This is totally fictional and not a real depiction of the ATEEZ members. It's all just for fun only so please don’t take anything seriously and keep the mood light around here.

© ShixCherie.

[the-broken-truth]

Last Meal - Jamil Viper [Yandere] [Female Yuu] [Mini-Series?]

Summary: After spending a year in Twisted Wonderland, Crowley finds a way to send Yuu back to her Original world; while she is happy with this news, a certain serpent servant is not. How does he cope? By making a very special meal - their last meal together.

[Notification: New Message from Jamil Viper 🐍]

Jamil Viper 🐍: I heard the news... Crowley found a way to send you back home, correct, Prefect.

Prefect: Yeah! I'll be able to head home tomorrow morning. I'm actually glad you texted, I wanted to take you for everything you've done for me, Jamil-senpai.

Jamil Viper 🐍: I see... What about Dinner?

Prefect: Dinner?

Jamil Viper 🐍: If tonight is going to be your last night in Wonderland, I would like to make dinner for you and we can talk one last time. I already prepared the food and I'm currently on my way to Ramshackle. Is that alright?

Prefect: Sure! I would love to have one last meal with you!

Jamil Viper 🐍: Yes... One Last Meal.

About 5 minutes after the last message was received, there was a knock on Ramshackle's Front Door. Yuu placed her phone in her pocket, left her room, walked down the stairs, and opened the front door to reveal Jamil Viper standing on the other side of the door with two large bags in his hands while dressed in his casual clothing, his signature hoodie on display for the Prefect of Ramshackle to see.

"Hello, Jamil-senpai!" Yuu said as she moved to the side to allow Jamil to walk in.

"Good evening, Prefect." Jamil said before looking around as if trying to find something, "Is Grim around?"

"No. Grim decided that he was going to head to Heartslabyul and stay with Ace and Deuce; it was kinda weird because it was as if he was hiding something." Yuu said as she closed the door behind her before walking over to Jamil, looking down at the bags in Jamil's hands. "What did you bring?"

"Some high-grade steaks and some other sides that would best compliment the steaks." Jamil looked into the eyes of the Prefect before smiling at her," This is going to be a lovely dinner. Just for the two of us."

Yuu looked into Jamil's eyes - an unknown emotion, mysterious but dangerous. Something within her was telling her that something was not right with Jamil, however, Yuu knew that Jamil was always a mysterious person and that could just be how he currently was since he wasn't too happy about Yuu leaving in the morning.

Jamil walked into the Dining Room and began to set the table after collecting plates and wine glasses from Ramshackle's Kitchen Cabinets; Jamil brought the crystal wine glasses with him. Yuu watched as Jamil placed the food on the plates before pulling her chair out for her, waiting for her to sit, and pushing her chair in before walking to the other side of the table and taking a seat. The two of them said a prayer to the Great Seven before they started eating while enjoying conversation about their past adventures.

After dinner, Jamil was washing the dishes while Yuu was enjoying the dessert that Jamil made for her: It was a Strawberry Parfait with whipped cream and some small fruits that resembled seeds; she felt like she had seen something like that before but she couldn't place her finger on it and ate the dessert before turning to Jamil who was placing a plate in the drying rack.

"Jamil-senpai, you don't have to wash the dishes; ya know?" Yuu asked.

"I just want to be a good guest. This is your dorm after all." Jamil said, not turning to face Yuu, but the tone in his voice was...different; she remembered that tone when she met him when he was hiding his true intentions.

"It won't matter in the morning... I'll be gone." Yuu said.

Jamil was silent for a while before he spoke again.

"Prefect... In your Original World, do you have any Mythology that originated in Greece that you are familiar with?" Jamil asked while he was drying a wine glass.

"Greek Mythology? I mean, they taught us some but I don't remember everything. Why?" Yuu asked.

"I am curious if your Mythology matches with our own." Jamil answered.

"Hmmm...." Yuu pondered for a moment before answering with the first thing that came to mind, "Oh, I remember this one rule: Do not eat food in the Underworld, otherwise you will not be able to leave! Oh, and avoid pomegranates unless you are offering them to Lord Hades!"

"I see... Your Knowledge is similar to our own in regards to the King of the Underworld, but there are a few...differences." Jamil said as he placed the glass on the drying rack; that was his last dish but he kept his back turned to Yuu for a moment, "Our myth is about food, but it's more about cooking it there."

"Huh?" Yuu questioned.

"Here is our myth: If you consume food that has been cooked in the Flames of the Underworld, regardless if you are in the Underworld or the Mortal Realm when you eat the food, you will die if you are not from a host of high power." Jamil explained, "However...if you consume pomegranate seeds before the effects of the tainted food take effect, you will survive but... your soul will be...reborn. Everything you once were will be erased and you shall be a new template; ready to be shaped. It is a painful process...painful but necessary."

"That's rather...brutal. Why are you telling me this?" Yuu asked.

Suddenly, Jamil's Phone started ringing; the Viper pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked to see who was calling before telling Yuu that he needed to take this before walking out of the kitchen, and out the front door to have his conversation in private.

Yuu sat there for a while when she felt a light tightness in her chest before using her fist to lightly hit her chest as if she was trying to bring up a burp, but a cough came up instead; she instinctively covered her mouth and violently coughed into it before removing her hand from her mouth and looked down at it - her eyes widened as her eyes landed on a crimson stain on her palm of her hand...

"Blood?" She questioned herself before she coughed once again, even worse this time, and her heart was hurting even worse; as if something was pulling her apart from the inside. She tried to stand up but her body suddenly felt weak as she fell to the ground, causing her phone to fly out of her loose pocket and slide across the floor.

Yuu continued to cough up blood, the pain getting worse and worse with each passing moment; she clenched her shirt over her heart as she looked at the door, she wanted to call out for Jamil but her voice was hurting; she couldn't speak. She looked around, her vision starting to blur when her eyes landed on her phone. She pushed through the pain and crawled to the device, she reached out for it, only for a tan and to reach down and pick up the phone before she could grab it. Her eyes landed on familiar tennis shoes as she weakly looked up and landed in the face of Jamil Viper, watching as he placed her phone in his hoodie pocket. Yuu attempted to speak through her blood-stained lips but Jamil knelt beside her and gently caressed her face while shushing her.

"I know. I know it hurts, My Diamond... It's so painful but necessary." Jamil whispered.

Yuu's eyes widened.

The story.

This pain.

Everything made sense: Jamil fed her food that had been cooked using the flames of the underworld.

She was dying...

"No, My Diamond, you are not dying; you are being reborn. Your dessert is making sure of that." Jamil said while smiling at her before gently holding her in his arms, not caring that her blood was getting on his hoodie.

"I never wanted to do this, none of us did, but we could not all you to turn to the world you came from; you belong here in Wonderland but you never understood that. You wanted to leave me and the world we were building together, but I couldn't allow that to happen. I need you, My Diamond, just as you need me." He gently kissed her forehead, "You will experience more pain in the coming days, but everything will be for your betterment, and once everything is said and done... We shall have our Happily Ever After. Rest, My Diamond, don't fight it... Let the rebirth happen and I shall be there to guide you."

With those words, the pain became too much for Yuu to bear and she slipped into an unconscious state of mind. Jamil looked at her body for a while before pulling his phone out of his pocket and dialing a number, putting it up to his ear.

"It's done. Prepare the room and get everyone together." Jamil said.

"Understood." The other persona said before hanging up.

Jamil looked at Yuu's face before pulling a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiping the blood from Yuu's lips, "Everything is going to be alright, My Diamond in the Rough; once everything is done, no one will be able to take you from me again...nor will you escape me. Everything will be as it is supposed to be." Once her face was clean, he placed a tender kiss on her lips, "I love you. I love you so much."

The front door opened and Jamil looked behind him at the eyes watching him. He lifted Yuu in his arms and carried her out of Ramshackle before the door slammed behind him, leaving the Prefect's Dorm in darkness.

[END?]

[brainrotbabe24]

Could I please make a request for Thorin's company reuniting with their love after Erebor is retaken? For the line of Durin you can can make a what if if you want 😢

Thank you for this request. It was fun writing mini-scenarios for each. 💖🤩

Side note: I love the Durin boys they are gonna be in part 2 hehe

Reuniting: Part 1

Balin: You wake to the sound of familiar boots in your living room. Adrenaline surging, you jump out of bed and down the stairs. Your heart drops when you only see Dwalin. Fearing the worst, you gasp. Making Dwaling look up. He smiles and moves out of the way, and in walks Balin. Balin looks up at you and smiles. "Oh, my heart…" you say, running to him. You hug him and whisper thank you’s and other quiet gratitudes in his ear. He holds you close and says, "I'm here now. I'm here." 

Dwalin: Dwalin saw you from afar; you were laughing at something your friends were saying. He smiled, loving how your face lit up. Then, your friend leaned in and whispered something to you. Your eyes snapped up, locking with Dwalin's. You dropped what you are doing and walked towards him. It's like a weight had lifted off Dwalin's shoulders as he took a step forward. He collapsed into your embrace, letting your smell envelope him. Dwalin didn’t let go. He couldn’t let go. He was finally home. 

Óin: You were out in the woods, harvesting mushrooms, herbs, and other supplies for the clinic. You had continued working in Oin's shop while he was gone. It was stressful, but you were counting down the days till you saw him again. As you tried to recall how long it had been since he left, you heard your name. You turned and saw him, exhaustion written all over his face. You rushed over to him, kissing his nose and cheeks; he held you close and kissed your arm rapidly. ( like Gomez would do, Lol) He couldn’t stop touching you. He needed to feel you, too feel that connection again. He ended up picking you up bridal style and carrying you home. "Harvesting can wait," he grunted. 

Glóin: You had heard the news of Erebor being reclaimed and expected Gloin any day now. It was his laugh you heard before anything else. You ran out of the house and saw him, a big smile on his face, his cheeks rosy. He dropped everything and opened his arms wide. "Come here,Y/N! " he called out, laughing. You giggled and ran to him. He wrapped his large arms around you, lifting you up and twirling you around. "Welcome home, Gloin!" you giggled.

Bifur: You were busy working at the tavern with a customer when you heard the front door open. "Please seat yourself. I'll be right with you," you called out over your shoulder. You smiled back at the customer when you suddenly heard someone speak in Khuzdul, behind you. You immediately turned and saw Bifur standing there. He nodded before looking at the ground. Overcome with joy, you hugged him. Still in his embrace, you looked into his eyes, noticing how deep and tired they were. Then it hit you, "You could have died!" you cried. Your face was filled with shock as you gently touched his face, eyeing his scars and missing ax. He squeezed your waist and finally spoke, "I've missed you so much," this time in plain language—not Khuzdul.

Bofur: Bofur left for the journey, saying, "This is the journey of a lifetime. I have to go". He was excited to go, but after the battle, he is more than ready to come home to you, with something important on his mind. He returns a few months later and sees you shopping in the market. Smiling, he sneaks up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing you. You yelp in surprise, before your expression melts into happiness once you see it is him. Bofur smiles, taking a step back and removing his hat. He clears his throat,"I've been thinking. This adventure made me realize you mean a lot to me. I need you in my life. S-so let's create some memories together, hm? Would you want to do that with me?". He fiddles with his hat before pulling out a courting bead. Bofur's heart flips when he sees you beam up at him and say yes.

Side note: I finally did some research and found out that beads are a way for dwarves to ask to court. 

Bombur: You stood in silence, watching as Thorn's company returned. You saw each member return to their loved one, saw their happiness and relief. But you felt guilty. Guilty for agreeing to let Bombur go. You thought you had betrayed him, and now you feared letting him go had killed him. Was it because you said yes that he was gone forever? But all worry faded when you saw an orange mop of hair bounce through the group. You saw his smile as he approached you, pulling you into a tight hug. "I'm sorry," you said. He shushed you and said, "You have nothing to be sorry for."

[themultiuniversal]

I think it's a shame that The Boy and The Heron was released under that name rather than the original Japanese title "How do you live?" because that's literally the theme and the core message of the film.

Like, I spent a good few hours after I finished watching it puzzling over the film's themes because at first glance it looked like it had a million different themes and most of them either didn't resolve by the end, happened only briefly, or appeared out of thin air in the last half of the film.

(Heavy spoilers under cut)

So the first part of the film discussed the effects of war, loss, and acceptance in typical ghibli fashion as Mahito lost his mother and struggled to move on past it. There's also a dash of classism, self-harm, and masculinity when Mahito went to the new school looking obviously like a rich kid, gets beat up for it, then hit himself with a rock in, what i assume, is either an attempt to not go school to avoid the other kids or to look to his father like he actually put up a fight and didnt just got away with light bruises in a misguided attempt to look tough/masculine.

In the second part he went into the tower world and there's the topic of death/life (with the warawara and the noble pelican), taboos, leaving a legacy behind (as the great granduncle wants to leave the world behind to Mahito and let him decide how to build it forward), self-worth (Mahito denying the offer and choosing to go back to the world because the scar was a sign of his "malice" which he thought could affect this new world), and plot thread of loss/acceptance is tied together as Mahito accepts Natsuko as his new mother and choose to return to the world.

And for the life of me I couldn't figure out how the whole thing ties together. It felt like there's a divide in the middle, around when Mahito found Natsuko then blacked out and met his great granduncle, where the films kind of shifts from one set of themes to another.

*mini aside*

(I also felt like the worldbuilding/settings kind of changed around here. Initially the world was an afterlife of sorts with dead people and warawara as reincarnated souls. Human visitors gets attacked by the pelicans unless guarded by the blue heron, a stand in for the reaper/boatman/charon who guides and guards souls to the underworld. Then at the end it turned into a world created by the great granduncle using the power of the stone, with the whole afterlife dealio just being discarded. Like, when the parakeets were first introduced they were at the blacksmith and it was implied they weren't meant to be there - so who occupied the blacksmith in the first place? The dead people? Were there other people there? I assume not since you need to get to the tower and there's the whole bit about the blue heron bringing you in so why would there be other people there? So who was in that house???)

(Also the parakeets were going to use himi to bargain for more power and stuff but the king just brought her up to the great granduncle, told him "yo, mahito did a taboo", then kinda left without asking anything before immediately sneaking back and destroying all the stones??? What was up with that???)

*end of aside*

Anyway, so I couldn't figure out how it all tied together until I remembered the original japanese name for the film.

"How do you live?"

And it clicked.

Mahito was struggling with that very question in the first part. His mother died. There's war. Life sucks. School sucks. How do you live?

And through all his adventures he kind of accepted all that and made peace with it. He made friends. He appreciated the people around them for who they are. He rejected his great granduncle's offer of a perfect world he can control in favour of the real world with all the people he loved, despite the war, the suffering, the evil, and everything. Himi rejected Mahito's offer of going to his time with him despite knowing her fate because she know that, regardless, she will have lived a happy life.

They answered the question - "How do you live?"

And it's a bloody shame that core context, that crux of the story, got changed in the English release.

[ludicix]

Drink till I'm drunk

This is a mini series of scenarios where the obey me brothers get drunk and Mc takes care of them.

*Pairing: Leviathan x reader *Genre: Fluff, Comfort

Is someone calling my name? You think to yourself. Initially, you were scared, of course you would be. You were alone in this big house with the only forms of protection being far away, probably drunk off their asses.

Your frightful thoughts were put to rest as a very wobbly Levi stubbled into the room. “I knew you would be here” you were in his room in his bathtub on devil-tok waiting for their return. It felt safe in his room, not to mention you had the privilege to use anything in here. “Well, I did tell you before you left I would be here, right?”

“Oh yeah,” he says with a giggle and flushed cheeks. His clothes look ransacked. His cardigan was falling off, his shirt halfway up his torso, his hair was messy and you could see his underwear since his pants were falling. It’s safe to say he had an eventful night with his brothers.

You stand from the tub and walk over to him. “How was it Levi,” you say, fixing his clothes out of habit. He wraps his arms around you and rests his head on your shoulder with the giddiest look on his face, he smelt of alcohol and heavy perfume. “I’m so happy baby” hearing this you could help but grin. It was such a rare thing to see all of them happily spending time together. An even rarer one to have Levi call you sweet nicknames without frothing from the mouth. 

“I love hearing about your adventures darling but you need to shower,” you say, pulling him so you could get his clothes off. 

“No, I don’t, you just wanna see me naked perv” He mumbles scrunching his face up as if he were a child preparing to throw a tantrum. “Takes on to know one,” You say softly as you guide him to the bath. He complies with you and allows you to bathe him.

*****

“Come on drink some water love” you both are now in his tub with you on top of him trying to get him to consume even the smallest drop of water. It's been like three minutes and he just won’t. 

“I am not a mere human my henry, I am much stronger, I can withstand my liquor”

He really talks a lot when he’s drunk even if it’s random bullshit.

“Levi stfu and drink the water,” you say through a laugh. “You love me,” He says with a smirk, he gets cocky too. “Yes I do very much but you wanna know what I would really love right now is for you to drink this fucking water,” 

He eventually caves in and drinks it.

As soon as he does he begins to get sleepy. You're both cuddled up under his blankets laying on the world's softest pillows slowly drifting off to sleep right as Levi mumbles something under his breath and begins to squeeze you tighter.

A/n: It was short I know. I'll try to make the others longer regardless I hope you enjoyed<3

Ludicix

[gingerjunhan]

Happy new years! I hope you have a great 2024! This is actually my first time requesting ever so... 😅

May I request Junhan teaching us how to play guitar but we fail miserably and it just ends in cuddles? I'm desperate for some more Junhan fluff.🥰

Also may i be your 🥥 anon?

☆彡 hi 🥥anon! I’m your first request ever? 🥹 OMGGGG welcome!!!!!! Sorry this took me so long to post, but I hope you enjoy it!

word count: 494 | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: frustration, they are so cute :(, not proofread, lmk if I missed something

“I don’t understand why it doesn’t sound right!” You huffed.

“You just need to press down on the strings harder, that’s all.”

Hyeongjun had been trying to help you learn an easy guitar song for the past half hour, and it’s been an adventure to say the least. You had started off with a twinkle of excitement in your eye as you asked Hyeongjun to help you, but now you were just getting angry.

“I’m pressing as hard as I can!” You looked at Hyeongjun who was sitting across from you on his mattress, and you could tell that he was finding all of this very amusing. He’s been very patient with you- because he’s been in this position before- but there were a few times that he had to bite back a laugh.

“Do you want my help?” He asked, gently reaching one of his hands towards yours to help you press down on the strings.

“No!” You protested, causing him to pull his hand back with a laugh. “I can do it!”

“Okay,” he chuckled. “Only if you’re sure.”

Despite your continued struggle, your effort was admirable. Your willingness to learn was one of the things that Hyeongjun loved most about you. He watched as you stared at the neck of the guitar, making sure your fingers were placed on the right fret of each string, pressing as hard as you could. You readjusted your pick in your other hand, and took a deep breath.

“Okay,” you looked up at him. “Watch this.” With confidence, you strummed down on the strings, emitting a sour sound from the instrument. You groaned in defeat as Hyeongjun finally failed at holding back his laughter. “That’s it!” You proclaimed, “I need a break.”

Hyeongjun gently took the guitar from you, getting up and putting it in its stand across the room. You flopped down on the bed, letting out a long, exaggerated sigh. Once again, Hyeongjun laughed as he made his way back over to you.

“It wasn’t that bad, was it?” He asked while crawling his way into your arms.

“No,” you sighed again. “It’s just frustrating. You make it look so easy.

He chuckled, “Practice makes perfect.” His hands moved soothingly up and down your back as you relaxed in his hold. There was a silence between you both for a moment before you pulled your left hand between the two of you.

“My fingers hurt.”

“Here,” Hyeongjun smiled. “Let me see.” He gently took your hand, glancing over your fingertips. He smirked to himself before gently giving each of your fingertips a light kiss. “Better?”

You blushed as you looked at him, unable to miss the playful look on his face. You buried your face into his chest and wrapped your arm around him again, trying to hide your blush from him. He moved one of his hands to your hair, gently combing it through his fingers.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

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[torque-witch]

Anywho I have definitely left everyone here out of my life over the last few months so here are some highlights of my big accomplishments/adventures recently.

Buffalo Oddities Expo - Aug 3/4

Because my husband got in a wreck a few weeks before, I was able to snag my Bumble BFF along for the ride to Buffalo AND DC, which was such a blessing. Two traveling disabled enby’s was difficult but so so easy at the same time and I am very grateful for them!

Buffalo as a city was super weird bc everything closed at 5 on the weekends (?) but it ended up being the best show record so far for me! And that helped a ton going into our next leg of the trip. We also found this super cute boba place that uses loose leaf tea, real honey and mini boba (but we really just wanted the bottles!). Also Buffalo hotels are super expensive??? We stayed at a Red Roof and it cost almost as much as our DC hotel that was leagues better??

Then we drove home and immediately left again the next day for DC for my first Kpop concert 😬🥹

I was having an absolutely terrible flare up from traveling and vertigo in the hotel, but a couple sets in to the concert I felt like all the pain and yucky feelings went away. This was a birthday present from April to myself as a kind of, “I’ll probably never be able to do this again” that I had to wait until August for. ATEEZ came into my life at a really hard point last year and they have been an inspiration to me to keep going, so it was really an amazing experience to see them in person. Idc how cringey that may seem, but music is healing and the crowd was at 100% the whole show. The rafters were BOUNCING.

Now did I feel awful all the way home? Yes. But truly it made me so happy and my friend had a lot of fun too (so much that they said they will pay for their tickets next time 😂).

So now, late August I also have a few things on the agenda.

1. Pittsburgh Oddities & Curiosities Expo at the David G Lawrence Convention Center Aug 24th and 25th. I think its $10 entry online or $15 at the door?

2. I got accepted into the GROTA Envisions magazine for my Hel Mary pieces! So I've been working on a new one that fits their requirements for the last month or so. Will update when that is available to the public!

I think that's really it for now, but I do have a lot of shows in October, which is to be expected. September, hopefully I can work on these areas that need help in my business. And, more art has already dropped!

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[alex-journal]

Hay Fever

Summary: y/n has hay fever for the first time, and it isn’t fun. Pronouns: They/them

The Straw Hat crew was sailing on the Grand Line, course set to the next island. The last one was a beautiful fall island, the weather got warmer, not as warm as the summer, and the wind brought a grassy smell. y/n sneezed, as the wind tickles their nose. “Did you catch a cold? I told you it wasn’t warm enough to swim in that lake!” Chopper scolded him like a worried mother - or as then overprotective doctor, that he was. y/n laugh, “Na, everything is fine. I don’t feel sick, just a sneeze.” “I'll make you a broth to boost your immune system. Better safe than sorry.” Sanji handed Chopper, y/n and Usopp their lunchtime snacks and tea. “I am fine, but thanks Sanji.” y/n was sure they weren’t sick but appreciated how much the others were worried about them.

-

The Straw Hat crew took two more days to reach the new Island, and y/n had to endure more teasing because of their sneezing. The Crew was sure they caught a cold, even tho y/n swore they felt fine and just have an itchy nose. As they reached the new Island, it made more sense, for y/n at least.

This one was a beautiful spring Island and everything was filled with life, and pollen. They were greeted by a beautiful scenery filled with blooming flowers and lush greener, birds sang a happy melody and the wind carried everything over to them.

Everyone was excited to explore the Island. Luffy was so eager, that Nami had to order him to help Franky to anchor before their Captain would just jump over on the Island before they were close enough to set over with the Mini-Mary. y/n wanted to explore the island too, but the Crew thought they had a cold, so they were on house arrest - or better ship arrest - and have to rest and keep an eye on the Sunny with Chopper and Zoro. Not the fun they had hoped, but Nami made it clear that there was no point in arguing with her. 

While the others explored the Island, the three were left on the Ship. Zoro took a nap, Chopper were in his Room preparing some Medicine and y/n stand on the deck not knowing what to do. Their eyes were heavy and watery, but y/n wasn’t tired. Even if they were tired, their itchy and runny nose made it impossible to rest. Combined with the couch, it felt wore than the last flu. y/n swore they weren’t sick, but this wasn’t normal and the first time they felt like this. y/n tried to ignore their discomfort. What ever this was, it wouldn't stop them from what ever they're going to do! But the only thing they could do was to sniff, sneezes and coughs - which annoyed Zoro. “I’m gonna get sick, just listening to you, Sniffles!” Usually nothing could wake up Zoro from his nap, nothing that wouldn’t threaten his life at least, but y/n concert seemed to be life-threatening if it kept Zoro from sleeping. “Sorry, Zoro…” y/n sniffed and waked away. y/n went inside and sat in front of the aquarium. It was a little bit better, the cough stopped and breathing was a little bit easier, even tho y/n had to breathe through their mouth. You only appreciate what you had when you don't have it anymore. “WE ARE BACK!!” Luffy announced in full volume. y/n looked tired as they stepped outside to great the adventurers. “Hey, did you find something cool?” y/n asked and sniffed again. “Look! I found a cool bug!” Luffy said and shoved a big purple flower in y/n face. They saw the blue shimmering bug, sitting in the center of the flower, but they also smelled the pollen the beetle kicked up as it rubbed its legs. Without a warning, y/n sneezed, and the only thing left was the stem in Luffy’s hand. The bug landed on the ground, the petals and pollen flew around and filled the air. y/n couldn’t apologies, because that flower set off a chain reaction of sneezes and y/n stumbled backwards. “Noooo! My bug!” Luffy cried out and tried to catch his shimmery friend so that y/n couldn’t step on him. The rest of the crew quickly noticed y/n struggling. Robin used her Devil Fruit Powers to catch them, before falling. “It seems you have a severe case of hay fever, y/n” Robin stated as y/n tried to stop sneezing. “My nose burns…” y/n wined as they finally could do more than sneezing and crying.

“You should stay inside and don’t come in contact with anything from this island.” Chopper advised, but it was difficult. The Crew tried to find a place for y/n to rest, but no matter where they went, they were still affected by the allergens on the island Everyone and everything had contact with the pollen, so even after a shower and cleaning, y/n had difficulties breathing. “I am sorry... That you lost your cool bug...” y/n sniffed as they sat beside Luffy in the aquarium bar. “Ah, don’t worry. Hope you feel better soon.” Luffy smiled.

- As they finally left the island, y/n started to feel better. Their symptoms slowly faded away, and they were able to enjoy the journey with their crewmates again.

Although they were disappointed that they couldn't explore the beautiful spring Island, they were happy to finally breathe freely again. Chopper made sure to do his research and take any necessary precautions to keep everyone healthy and safe next time, and prepared allergy medicine for every future adventure. Just in case, they encountered another spring-like island.

[lunawolfiefoxy]

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@kingdom-of-ethrior

This is my story blog. This is where the world of Ethrior lies. Here I will post a comic about a place called Ethrior, as I've said twice now. Let me give you an intro to the story:

Screams rent the air, creating a cacophony of pain and anguish. Feet pounded against the rocky path, swords clashed, blood splurged, making one’s stomach churn, cries of pain and cackling all added to the cloud of dissonance. Blood and bodies were everywhere around the mountain village, covering almost every surface. The screams and pounding died down, leaving only laughter and cheering. Arms, legs, hair, and torsos were grabbed. Scraping filled the space the screaming left, and thumping covered where pounding once was as they were gathered into a pile. A pile of bodies, blood, bows, arrows, and katanas sat in the middle of a crowd of murderers. The leader walked past the smallest, obscuring her view to the pile before her. He turned around, throwing his arms in the air, grinning madly, prompting an uproar of cheering from his clan. Then he turned back to the pile, pulling out a small object and blowing into it. From the other end of the round silver object a hot flame escaped, licking at the bodies hungrily. The golden light seems to attach itself to the pile, growing in mass and intensity. The blaze lit up the faces and bodies of those closest to it, watching with glee as the recently dead burned to ash. The crowd shouted and trilled, long tails slapping the ground in their excitement. The smallest one in the crowd pulled the cloak she wore tighter over her head. The pounding never ceased to her; the screams continued on. She could still hear the clashing swords and broken off cries. Turning away from the burning pile, she made her way out of the crowd, careful of flying tails that obscure her vision and feet that threaten to trample her. The dense crowd seemed to bring in more heat than the fire did behind her, and she found herself sweating as she searched for the end. It seemed to go on forever, but she did manage to find a break in the crowd. Holding herself from running, she made her way there, then to the path that led down the mountain. Her bare feet padded down the stone, getting cut by small rocks that lodged themselves in her soles. She passed by a pool of drying blood and raced into the trees at the bottom of the mountain. Pink leaves and white and tan bark blurred in her vision as she raced past, her chest heaving for much needed air. She couldn’t stop; stopping could lead to her death. As she fled, she turned her head to look at the mountain. She tripped over a rock that lay in her path and fell to her knees. A small, choked cough left her and she looked up. In front of her was where she knew the edge of the border was. Slowly, she began to crawl towards it, huffing and coughing as a stifled sob escaped her throat. Looking up into the sky, she found the moon, hanging high over the land like a lamp on a darkened street. Tears that she had been holding captive sprung into her eyes, and from her lips left a long cry, filled with anguish, fear, and regret.

This is the written prologue

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[popculturebuffet]

Morphin Time: A Boom Studios Mighty Morphin Power Rangers Retrospective: Issues 0 and 1 (Patreon Review for Brotoman.exe)

It's Morphin Time all you happy people! Yes folks it's time once again to launch another respective! And this time we're looking at a series i've only glanced at. Yes it's time to let the power protect us as we look at the BOOM Studios! Power Rangers Comics.

If your reading this post you probably DON'T need an introduction to the mighty morphin power rangers, but the short version for those of you who stumbled into this because you like kermit the frog, because you have good taste and deserve good things: Mighty Morphin Power Rangers is the first in the long running massively popular Power Rangers Franchise, a cheesy series that followed five 90's as hell saved by the bell looking teenagers with attitude who were picked by a blue tube man and his nerdy robot son to fight the evil sorceress rita replusa, who tube man zordon had left on the moon in a dumpster which astronauts found. Our heroes would spend the days with various teen shenanigans, fight a monster, then Rita would MAKE HER MONSTER GROW, they'd get in a super fighting robot using stock footage and the day would be saved. The teens also reguarly delt with bumbling dumbasses and everyone's faviorite characters bulk and skull. Rita eventually remembered she had a shiny power coin of her own, so she turned new kid and franchise icon Tommy Oliver into her own green ranger. After a dope as hell 5 parter, the rangers defeated their new counterpart, freed him and turned him to his side. There's a bunch more including peace confrences, australian cat women, failed kamen rider spinoffs, aliens, flying cars, robot ninjas, ooze men who aren't canon sadly, skydiving that also isn't canon, marriage being the greatest evil scheme of all, baby carraiges, many a cast change, and explosions. And that's just the first series, but for today's comic we really only need to get up to when Tommy joined as that's when this story began.

The comic came about during Boom's big mid 10's liscensing boom period, with tons of licenses from Adventure Time, Regular Show and Steven Universe, to Rocko and Rugrats, to John Fucking Carpenter himself co writing a Big Trouble in Little China comic. It was really the companies golden age as big hits like Giant Days were also out and about, though the companies mildly pivoted more towards the indies these days. Not a bad move given their backlog includes Giant Days, Once and Future and Lumberjanes. The former two are some of my faviorite comics period with Giant Days possibly being my faviorite comics run period, while the latter is something I badly want adapted but keeps getting jerked around in that regard.

BOOM is kinda the middle child of the big indies. Image is the big shadow looming over all, regularly churning out era defining comics like Invincible, Radiant Black (A comic I badly want to read from the same creator as this book and it's sister book go go power rangers), Saga (Which I haven't read but have heard good things) or the Wicket + The Divine, as well as smaller stone cold classics still close to my heart like Chew and Farmhand, with it now getting into lisensed work with the Energon Universe. IDW was at least for a long time ahead lisensing wise and tends to recover quickly there and still has both Sonic, which has had an impressive and healthy run and TMNT, which ran for 150 issues and has had nearly that many alongside it in mini series, crossovers, mini series for other continuities, and one shots and is about to relaunch next month, and Dark Horse which while fumbling for a bit has steadily rebounded becoming both a lisensing juggernaught once again. In contrast boom used to lean heavily on it's lisenses while allowing it to take risks on indie titles, oftne paying off with stuff like again Giant Days.

Still Power Rangers , likely like TMNT at IDW, provides a nice stable backbone overall, with this very book having ran for 8 years ending this year, and it being clear Hasbro isn't leaving BOOM. In addition to a long as hell main book, the series has had two diffrent companion series: GoGo Power Rangers, my personal faviorite, which covers the teams adventures just after getting their powers up to right before green with evil, and Mighty Morphin, which followed a second team I can't get into much but you've probably heard about. And that's not getting into the mini series, graphic novels, and other various power rangers spinoffs, alternate universe things, etc. Boom has been good to the franchise, this franchise has been good to him and despite wondering if the end of the mighty morphin series means the end of power rangers, it's clear the company has no signs of loosing their cash cow even after Saban sold it to Hasbro.

So that brings us to this series. The Boom Continuity is a soft reboot of the Mighty Morphin era: It's now set in modern day with modern fashion and Bulk and Skull naturally running a youtube channel, more on that later, but a lot of the event sof the show still happened. No word on if they fought the rapping pumpkin still but i'm inclined to go with "Yes". So the series picks up right after green with evil but dosen't take place in the same universe as the live action shows, something they seemed to bounce back and forth about for a bit before deciding "Nah".

They also decided to start right after green with evil instead of adapt it though I expect it's part an audience thing, most people picking it up or reading this various article know the broad strokes, and part simply wanting to tell their own stories, as that's more attractive to fans than an adaptation anyways.

So our series picks up with the team having a new member and decides to play with that a bit, with our first arc having Tommy adapting to being a ranger, having a tight knit friend group, and the voice of the woman who brainwashed him in his head voicing all his insecurities. So you know, high school. It leads into a larger arc with a big beastie, world destruction and an evil tommy I haven't read, having only read this first 6 issues and thought they were fine. I later read gogo in full and read through the necessary evil era by writer Ryan Parrot, so I haven't dove into this era of rangers that deeply. But now thanks to brotoman i'm going in deep, from the start to at least the massive shattered grid crossover. Wether we go on AFTER that... is up to him, but i'm fine wither way and curious to see if this series improves a bit in my eyes on a second look. So get out your morpher, shout tyransaurus or doot on a flute, however you prefer and let's look at MMPR #0 and #1

We start at 0. This was, as far as I can tell so they could release an issue before the proper run to hype the series up at conventions and such, something I can't blame them for: Power Rangers had had a history in comics, a marvel series at their height, a few others after, and most recently before this a few graphic novels by papercutz for samurai, mega force and mighty morphin itself. Nothing bad, but not really the big nostalgic rollout other franchises had had in comics and nothing aimed at older fans of the franchise like this, so they had every reason to hype it.

Picking mighty morphin was also a good call. It's what the public knows as power rangers, it has a simple enough setup to explore with some depth while stilll getting that nostalgia pop that makes money. I do hope they move on from it as while I like MMPR, I grew up with it and all the franchise has had a MASSIVE life after it I've discovered thanks to history of power rangers. MMPR isn't bad and some projects kinda HAVE to be this: launching in it was the right call as is the upcoming brawler rita's rewind, which I intend to buy as soon as it comes out, being set there as MMPR had a smorgasbord of games in the 16 bit era, I just think expanding a bit beyond one arc covering a team made up of legacy rangers and a few graphic novels isn't a bad idea and i'm glad ranger academy exists for that. At the very least i'm mistified they've only done the dream team concept once so far.

We begin the issue with the green ranger having.. killed everyone with Rita praising him and him willing to serve and please make it stop. '

Thankfully it does as this was all just a dream by one Tommy Oliver, the ranger among rangers. Jason asks what ya dreamin about bud but can't really get through to him, with Tommy deflecting it's just nervous it's his first day. And I do like the response a lot. It's one of the better scenes in these first two issues

It's simple but it really works for me and shows the sheer pressure they have. YOu may of also noticed rita. This isn't the real her but a voice in the back of tommy's head voicing all his doubts. I hear you tommy, my anxiety also resembles a witch. WOn't stop rhyming or talking about that bear and bird. It's exhausting.

I like this concept: That Tommy dosen't get over his guilt at what he did while mind controlled or his doubts easily and has trouble fitting into the gang: while Jason and Kimberly warmly welcome him, it's clear they already have a vibe going, with the gang being blindsided by a test they thought was next week. It's hard to crack in and Rita may be all of tommy's insecurities manifested as his greatest enemy.. but she has a point: do they even want him too. And as we'll find out next issue while most are open to it, one of them very much dosen't.

That said while I like this concept.. it has flaws. For one focusing so heavily on Tommy.. means the others don't really get to do much this issue, bantering a bit about Billy's push notification obession and setting up who they are for new readers, as well as hinting at Zack not liking tommy much, but otherwise it's mostly on tommy and most we get from him at least early on is he's a sad boy. I'm not saying he has no reason to be.. but it may of not been the best choice to do this story arc one. It would've been better to have some time to get to know our six, let tommy's unease and zack's tension build.. but instead at arc one tommy is at a pretty low point, and the story goes up to 10 right after this with a huge crisis. There isn't time for our characters to settle before the world gets flipped upside down.

Part of this is being spoiled by later series GoGo Power Rangers, with Ryan Parrot having a more relaxed take: There's an ongoing story to it, but it's more focused on fleshing out the five teenagers with attitude (minus Tommy as it takes place before Green with Evil). It's why his later run with necessary evil, while also starting with the rangers in a tight spot as it takes place just after the transfer of power and has team adjusting to three new recurits and tommy adjusting to leadership... flows better to me. It let the characters build so when it puts them in a tight spot, you feel more. Here it feels like Kyle Higgins has a LOT of plot he wants to get to so he lets the characters hurt a bit. We do get more character intreractoin next issue that helps a bit but i'm hoping this arc has more than I remember.

At class we get a talk about counter intellegence before i'ts morphin time: Rita has evil plans, as we see iwth a cutaway to her moon fortress which looks as cool as ever, and she sends Bullzer down.

And look I don't want to make this review "Oops all gripes".. but we have another problem right away: the monster design.

As you can see... Bullzer.. is really generic and trying to be scary. And i'm not against making a monster intimidating, tha'ts fine. But it dosen't look.. power rangers. I'm not asking the artists to imitate cheap rubber or have it be a skeleton with a fancy hat. I would prefer bones but I love skellingtons. I just do. But the monsters were creative. You had guys like my guy eye guy whose just made of eyes or pudgy pig whose a pig head in a roman soldier helmet. I mean sure looking thorugh a gallery of season 1 monsters there were duds

But even mr ticklesneezer, and yes that is his legal god given name, is at least creative being trini's childhood doll made into this abomination. They even had, to my shock a better looking gamera knockoff

Is he a tad goofier? Yes. Does he still have dope claws and the name shell shock. Yes. Im not saying you have to be as campy.. but it's weird to have no camp when the costumes and zords aren't changed. You didn't update the zords to look more realistic, thank god, why are the monsters suddenly trying to be more down to earth? I'm not asking for rapping pumpkins or pudgy pigs or that fucking elf, please for mr ticklesneezer's sake

But it put me off the book instantly that the first monster they fight and most they do , if my memory serves..a re just bland generic monsters. I like a good turtle boy, but this is just... trying too hard to be "ADULT" and "EDGIER". I"m not saying power rangers can't tackle complex topics but I am saying you can't forget that it's still power rangers

To contrast this I went to look up gogo's first monster and I do wish he was a tad campier too

But while Flog here is also generic.. he at least dosen't stick out as much like a sore thumb. He's still perhaps a bit too hyper realistic for this universe, but details like the simple mildly goofy name, the earring, the bhoots.. it feels like they put a bit more effort in. I get Bullzer is just a one off.. but so was most every other power rangers monster. The people at super sentai put hard work into these things.. most of the time and the people on saban's end had to come up with new names and gimmicks. Sometimes they were horrible ideas but it feels like more effort was put in. Hopefully this gets better.

The fight itself thoguh is neat as the team has to use strategy as gamera's angsty teenage son has thick armor, while Tomm'ys ptsd anxiety ghost rita causes him to freeze up at points. he's able to beat the monster, giving it a drill that will pierce the heavens.. but freezes when trying to save a bridge. Tommy blames it on technicals and Jason.. is a bit of a dick and blames it on tommy not following orders, as he rushedin at the start of a fight. Zordon tells them both to cut that shit out: Jason needs to help loop tommy in better and Tommy needs to ask for help. And they both need to prepare: while getting Tommy back from rita was a big victory, Rita is petty.. and her revenge is coming. Rather than possess a teenager struggling with his sexualityt hough her plan is instead to have Scorpia fish a crystal out of a river. A new era begins.

We then get a backup story that was in the back of my trade so I only read it as I wrote this, but boy it is fun: The Ongoing Adventures of Bulk and Skull. Since BOOM! knew who the real heroes were, we got this backup feature with our heroes in all their glory, written by gay icon Steve Orlando. Orlando's been easily one of my favoirite comics writers, currently writing the phenominal scarlet witch ongoing at marvel and formerly having reinvented midnighter at dc before taking on the justice league with his own nicely mismatched team.

It's a short two issue gag story as Bulk and Skull deal with Principal Caplan: Caplan is an excessively minor power rangers character who as far as I can tell mainly showed up to be a foil to our faviorite goofuses. It's still a nice deep cut and I love the joke about him having taken up glassblowing for the stress, made a scream jar and somehow filled it. "Screams have no mass! Your not supposed to fill it!". They use a large deli lunch order to escape and then try to hit on some girls unsuccessfully who are more intrested in the rangers. It's there Bulk gets a terrible idea: if girls like the power rangers, then they'll BECOME power rangers. A truly perfect bulk and skull shenanigan.

There's another backup that's beautfiully drawn, but i'll mostly skip as it's just a one off fight with goldar. Not bad at all, lot of fun, but not why we're here. Granted Bulk and Skull isn't either, but it's both a dedicated backup and a nice bit of levity after all the emo.

Speaking of which our proper first issue opens with the dynamic duo giving a recap of events up to the start of this series on their youtube channel RANGER STATION. Ranger Station is a fantastic concept: our doofy heroes always had some shenanigan or hustle going and later zeroed in on finding out who the rangers were... this just combines their two schticks perfectly. I love Skull interjecting, Bulk saying every episode is someone's first and their gateway to susbscribe which is how I approach my blog so, respect, and we have Skull plugging their premium content which would be on a patreon these days, just like the early days of this blog. My patreon is still active by the way and 5 dollar contributors get a 5 dollar review a month. If they can shill for themselves so can I.

They recap the events so far: how the power rangers came about when rita did, green with evil and now the shocking development from the 0 issue: The Green Ranger has joined the team. Bulk is naturally super pumped but asks the average citzen what they think. Some think due to the bridge mishap, Tommy's still evil, the first woman theya sk has the very valid point of wanting the rangers to you know, explain why the guy who tried to kill everyone is now on their side. And given the Rangers DO have the valid explination of "the person behind the monster sbrainwashed them"... yeah probably shoudl've done a press release. And one guy thinks it's too many colors. He later died of cardiac arrest when we got up to 8 ranger teams.

Bulk and Skull end up talking to tommy, who is awkard and Kim luckily is able to ward them off. Tommy plans to get some training in after school so Kim joins him to spend time with her crush then hopefully get a coffee date. Kim has game.

Issue 1 is step up in tone. I complained a lot and likely will again about the sries sometimes bleak tone... but this issue ballances the every day stuff better with the teenagers with attitude. Since Tommy isn't seeing PTSD Rita EVERY second, we get a chance to breathe, still feel him doubting himself and wallowing in self loathing, but not be strangled by it.

We then get Jason and Zack in class where an assholish teacher wakes Zack up from his nap and puts him in detention for it. Now you might say "Jake that's not exactly a dick move, he shouldn't sleep in class" and to that I say... captain beard has no idea WHY Zack did. He could have a job, of had an emergency. All Zack says is "I didn't get enough sleep", but given how stressful teenagers lives are, there's a LOT of reasons for that beyond "Ranger Stuff". I"m not saying it's good to sleep in class but i'm saying maybe talk to your student. And when Jason tries to stand up for him... he also gets detttention.

The rangers have lunch and break down their plans; Kim's hanging with tommy, Jason and Zack are in a dettention Zack boldy assumes he could get out of.. though then again I do have this pet theory that like zack morris he can freeze time because all zacks have that power, so maybe Jason jumped in too soon. Tommy tries to join in but they all gotta go, diffrent lunch periods. We then get Bulk interviewing Jason who stands up for Tommy.. but it's clear Zack's a bit more hesitant.

Meanwhile we go to Rita's Moon Castle, where she's working on her vauge evil plan: the mystery crystal what Scorpina dredged out of the river is charged a bit thanks to the bullzer but it needs more energy... apparnetly too much green energy can be dangerous too.

In class Jason clearly knows SOMETHING'S up with Zack and why he can't sleep no good, and tells zack he's ready to listen when he's ready to tell him. IT's a nice friendship moment. After Zack asks if Jason's SURRREEE all this okay. Jason admits that Zordon adding tommy to the team without asking them sucks.. but Zordon picked them. If he has faith in tommy, they have to trust that. I do like this tension, that adding someone who just attacked them, brainwashed or not isn't easy. I also like that, as we'll get later, ther'es more to Zack's issues than just being the token douche. His backstory behind this is still a TAD douchey but it's intresting.

Tommy and Kim are up next running a training sim. Unfortunately for them... it's a kobiashi maru bitch. The survivors their leading from some putties.. get lead straight into some and if they hadn't, they would've gotten squished. Tommy.. can't accept that and Kim sadly accepts she's not getting a date... but dosen't you know.. TELL him she's upset. "Sigh" Teen Angst, I do not like reliving it.

We end the issue with Tommy mopnig at home.. only for Scorpina to hav ea knife to this throat.

TO BE CONTINUED

We continue bulk and skulls antics before we go: the two race to the scene of a battle and accidently knock out a putty thinking he's a guy asking for directions. Good stuff. Bulk decides he can use this. He'll fight the thing for a raging crowd! or something.

So that ends our first look at boom and while I had a LOT to gripe about the first issue the second.. is much better. It feels like the characters have more room to breathe and thus get fleshed out. Granted issue 0 was just supposed to be a slow start.. but given there was a backup story thrown in there to fill the issue, it would've made more sense ot just.. do a full issue teaser since issue 0 still kicks off events. Still so far the series isn't bad and might be better than I remember. Either way this is going to be a long trip and I thank you all for coming with me. May the power protect you.

[thenightling]

My favorite "bad" horror movies

I am putting "bad" in quotation marks because good and bad cinema is in the eye of the beholder. In this case I'm using limited budget, film obscurity, or critical response to define "badness." Because they have become so mainstream (cult classics) I will not put Hocus Pocus or Hocus Pocus 2 on this list though I love them. I also won't have the TV mini-series Over the Garden Wall on the list because even though it has fallen into some obscurity, it does have a fair sized cult following. I actually considered putting Frank Langella's Dracula from 1979 on this list just because the original color-restored version is so hard to find and on most "Who is your favorite Dracula?" memes accidentally leave him off. But it was popular once, was a Broadway play, and was made by Universal studios. So it's probably not obscure enough for this list. And though it had a very limited theatrical release that was kind of suppressed I won't be putting Fright Night: Part 2 from 1989 on this list, despite my love for it. It was popular enough to spawn a comic book spin-off. Anyway, these are my favorite "bad" (I don't think of them as bad) movies. Be warned, I like a LOT of movies that many might consider bad so if you're surprised one isn't on this list it could be that I was oblivious to the fact that someone might consider that particular one bad.

13. Plan 9 from outer Space. I feel I probably shouldn't put this on the list since it's become so mainstream but this is probably the most well-known bad movie, from director Ed Wood. Aliens attempt to use controlled zombies to invade the world. An alternate choice for the 13 spot is Warm Bodies. I have a soft spot for this one. Many hated it out-of-hand as the zombie version of Twilight but actually R (the protagonist) is much smarter than Edward Cullen. Also it's one of the only Zombie Apocalypse movies I've ever seen with a happy ending.

12. Dracula: Sovereign of the damned. A badly dubbed Japanese anime based on Marvel's Tomb of Dracula comics but working around the fact that they didn't bother securing the rights to use the character Blade, The vampire Hunter. So imagine trying to compress the entirety of Tomb of Dracula into an hour and a half animated movie, and leaving out one of the main characters from those comics. It would be like if they adapted all of Neil Gaiman's The Sandman into a single badly-dubbed animated movie, and left Death of The Endless out. This one is a bit obscure but you can find it to watch on Youtube

11. The Halloween Tree. It's hard to call this a "bad" movie but it has, unfortunately become obscure. It actually won an Emmy. It's a made for TV animated movie. It has a gorgeous score and it's beautifully animated. It's narrated by the great Ray Bradbury and based on his novel, which was inspired by his disappointment in the "It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown." The plot is a group of trick or treaters go on a surreal adventure through time, learning the history of Halloween with their guide, Moundshroud (Death) and save the life of their dying friend, Joe Pipkin. 10. I, Frankenstein. Originally this was supposed to be set in the same continuity as Underworld but with a much lower budget and a much less sexy protagonist it didn't grab attention. Essentially it's The Frankenstein Monster and an army of righteous gargoyles vs. Demons. It's campy but I like campy. It gets points for using the novel as the backstory and then doing their own thing. Also Bill Nighy is a great villain. 9. Dario Argento's Dracula (Also briefly released as Dracula 3D). I lovingly nicknamed this one Mantis Drac because there's a scene where Dracula trans forms into a (bad CG) seven foot tall female praying mantis. He also (in a better effect) takes owl and wolf form. It's similar to the typical Hammer Dracula movie. It feels much older than it actually is. It has Rutger Hauer as Van Helsing and some of his behavior comes off as a bit random. 8. Demon Under Glass. This is a very low budget but well-written story of what happens when a vampire is held in captivity and studied. The writer of the film, Deborah Warner AKA D. L. Warner also wrote a novel with twice the plot length (the movie only tells half of the story). I liked this one so much that I and the writer became friends. I used to write for D. L. Warner. She helped me get published a few times, including a chapter in a text book on the Brontë Sisters. I did a chapter on how they influenced storylines in the 60s Gothic soap Dark Shadows. Sadly Deborah passed away a few years ago. I miss her.

7. The Bride. Released in 1985 this featured Clancy Brown as The Frankenstein monster and Sting as Baron Frankenstein. It was a loose, unofficial, sequel to Universal's Bride of Frankenstein (the actual sequel was Son of Frankenstein, followed by Ghost of Frankenstein, etc...) It feels a lot like a Hammer horror film and this was the first Frankenstein movie I had ever seen with a happy ending for The Creature. It was sweet. 6. Legend of Hell House (1973). Based on the novel Hell House by Richard Matheson, Legend of Hell House tells the story of paranormal investigators in a particularly evil house and theorizing about what is causing the haunting and why. Roddy McDowall plays someone who has previously survived the house. When I first watched this with my friend, Lorie, we both expected Roddy's character to die. I was so sure he'd die that I hoped his death wouldn't be too terrible. Imagine my surprise when his nerdish, passive, sweet character, became the hero of the story. It broke the story trope I was expecting and I was delighted by the positive subversion of my expectations. 5. The Shape of Water. Despite winning four of the biggest Oscar categories, there was a lot of whining afterward of "The movie nobody's even heard of won." And those who only had a vague idea of the plot called it the "Fish f--king movie." Essentially it's The Creature from the Black Lagoon with a mute woman lead character, and a happy ending for The Creature (who is revealed to be an Amazonian River God).

4. Frankenstein (2004 Hallmark TV mini-series). This one is NOT bad at all. it starred Luke Goss as The Creature, Alec Newman as Victor Frankenstein) and has the late Donald Sutherland and Captain Robert Walton. There was a different Frankenstein made in 2004 very loosely based on the Dean Koontz book series but that one was not enjoyable to me. This TV mini-series (which is sometimes sold on DVD as a movie) is the most faithful adaptation of the novel Frankenstein by Mary Shelley I have ever come across. It would be number 1 of this was my list of favorite Frankenstein movies. 3. Dark Prince: The True Story of Dracula. I don't consider this to be a bad movie at all but it's a lesser known movie and it was made for TV and kind of low budget. It is a very respectful retelling of the life story of the historic Prince Vlad III of Wallachia AKA Dracula. But it also implies he becomes the famous vampire after his death. It's good as a historic doc-drama and prequel to the classic horror story. 2. The invitation. (2022) I do NOT consider this a bad movie at all. In fact if I was doing a list of movies involving Dracula that aren't adaptations of the Bram Stoker Story (even loosely) I would probably put this at number one. I love The invitation. A young artist named Evie takes a DNA test and discovers she has family in England. I turns out, however that this family are minion of Count Dracula (going by the name Walter DeVill) and he's looking to replace a bride who killed herself. Try to find the unrated version. The PG-13 cut doesn't make clear that the bride who killed herself decapitated herself. In fact it's easy to mistakenly think she hung herself. 1. Monster Mash. The new asylum Mockbuster for Abigail deserves to be a cult classic. It has the feel of a Universal monster movie and yet it was only made a few months ago. I love this thing. Dracula's daughter is kidnapped by Frankenstein's Monster in an effort to lure Dracula into a trap. It turns out Dr. Frankenstein is dying and wants bits and pieces from all the classic monsters to make him a new, ultra-immortal body. The classic monsters must unite to stop Dr. Frankenstein from becoming a monster far worse than any of them. It's corny and predictable but delightfully fun.