#he is comfy with the girl squad for sure

[kaeyachi]

Mild spoilers for the TCG event

name choices, character design, character groupings, and grammatical errors are fuelling the trans/enby kaeya agenda. im thriving over this

[1whore1gang]

it’s the little things🤍

hey y’all! this is part 6!!

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sorry this took so long to get out to y’all, been working like crazy and had some writers block, BUT IM HERE TO FEED YALL

warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT

MDNI!!!

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You lay in your cot, your body aching from the long days of hard work. You had just gotten back from a shift, your phone ringing as your back hit the fabric. You had super shotty service, so a call coming throigh was a miracle.

“Hey baby, I hope you’re well.” You swiped to answer the call. It was your John.

“Hey honey, just tired as hell.” You chuckled a little as you laid on your side, placing your phone next to you.

“I know you don’t have much time to talk and need your rest but I wanted to not only hear your voice but let you know I met the babysitter today. She cleared the background check and she loves the boys.” You could hear his smile in his voice.

“That’s good.” You replied, your eyes closed as you felt your body relax to his voice.

“She’s young, 19. She’s a spritey thing, lots of energy. She’s bubbly and super great with the boys. Her name is Tia. I think she’ll be good for them, be able to keep up.” He sounded excited, and you were happy he’d found a girl you could trust to watch the boys.

“I’m glad babe, hopefully they don’t chase her away. How much is she charging? Is she staying on base?”

He chuckled, “I’m paying her so don’t you worry about the money doll, as for her, she’s staying in my room. I’m giving my room a deep clean and washing my sheets before I leave.”

“She’s sleeping in your bed?” You opened your eyes at this and propped yourself up on your elbow.

“Yeah, comfier than the couch.” He said it so casually, but it somewhat bothered you that some babysitter was sleeping in his bed before you were. Yes, you chose not to, but it still bothered you, the idea of a much younger woman sleeping in his sheets, using his room for herself. “Baby?”

His voice broke you out of your thoughts. “Yeah, but the couch isn’t too bad. I’ve been sleeping on it. I would prefer it over my current situation.” You heard John laugh a little.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be out there before you know it, I’ll make sure you stay comfy and get rested. Tia though-“ He continued to ramble on about how Tia did with the boys and what he thought of her. He spoke about how she’s coming again so he can give her a rundown on everything she’ll need to know, and make sure she doesn’t have any questions. He said he’s going to spend the day with her and the boys so she can get acquainted.

It bothered you a bit. You knew deep down it was nothing, John wouldn’t sleep with a 19 year old, nor would he cheat on you. Right?

“But, I’ll let you go my love, get some rest. I’ll see you in 4 days.” You big your goodbyes as he hung up.

You quickly fell into a deep sleep.

“Lieutenant! Get your ass up and get to your post!!” You woke up to Captain Snyder’s voice booming. “You’ve got 20 minutes until your shift, get moving.”

“Yes sir.” Your voice was hoarse as you arose from the rough cot and threw on the missing pieces of your uniform you didn’t sleep in. Your eyes were heavy as you hobbled to your post, taking the jeep to the embassy.

You noticed your soldiers were in a similar state? you were all starving and restless. Some soldiers had been sent home because of their sickness, being considered critical. You did your best not to push your squad, letting them take breaks and rest up, but more and more were falling ill, including yourself.

Unfortunately, being the leader, you weren’t allowed to go take a break or go rest up to feel healthy. You had to push through and manage, and that had caused you to become a shell of yourself. You had continued to lose weight, lose energy and motivation, even feeling i’ll yourself. You weren’t able to eat from lack of appetite, anything you ate came back up within an hour.

You felt like death, and you were scared for John to see you this way, but he was bringing backup to replace the soldiers who had been rushed to hospitals.

At night while you were watching transports, you dreamed of him getting off that plane, the way his arms would save you from the trouble you’d endured here.

The worst part of this mission though? Captain Snyders team was completely fine. They were all healthy, rested and none of them had fallen ill. They weren’t being pushed like your squad.

There was something fishy here and you couldn’t put your finger on it. You didn’t have the energy to even put thought into it.

You were so close to John’s arrival, only 36 hours until he arrived. You were on duty when you were checking someone into the embassy and you felt your field of vision turn black. You grabbed into Private Frag next to you as you felt yourself begin to collapse.

You woke up 32 hours later. Captain Snyder was in the med tent with you and the nurse. He looked pissed. “Lieutenant, nice of you to join us. What the hell were you thinking?! You have a crew to take care of!”

“I’m sorry sir, I haven’t been feeling myself lately.” Your voice came out so quietly, your voice lost somewhere.

“No excuses L.T. You’re here because I recommended you. Your commendable leadership in previous missions was what got you here. Your behavior on this mission has been unacceptable, and therefore you’ve been sentenced to 24 hour duty. You will watch the embassy starting tomorrow at noon, and finishing the following day at noon with no breaks.” You felt your breath catch, there was no way he expected you to do that in your condition. You could barely speak! Barely move!

“Sir, I don’t mean to talk back but-“

“Then don’t speak.” You felt the feeling of crying, but no tears came due to your dehydration. “You are allowed the rest of today to rest, but I want to see you well and alive tomorrow at noon at the embassy’s back entrance to begin your shift. Now, if you excuse me I have to go welcome to incoming squad and Captain Price.”

You sighed at his name, your John was here. You began to breath unevenly, emotion taking over you, but you were too tired to cry. “Sir, if I could just-“

“No Lieutenant. You will not speak any longer. You are to remain silent when I am in your presence. I do not want anymore inexcusable behavior from you and if there is, I will be forced to punish you accordingly.” He was stern as he threw his cap on and exited the tent.

You felt helpless as the nurse shushed you and began to administer more fluids into your IV and tried to give you some food.

A couple of hours later, you were up and walking. You were hardly doing it, but the nurse needed the bed for a soldier who had gotten a stomach parasite while in the desert. You were on your way back to your tent when you saw Captain Snyder.

His cocky smirk made your stomach sink. “Lieutenant! I see your back to your normal self!” He landed a hard pat to your shoulder, making you nearly topple over.

“Sir, please, I really need a couple of days to recover, I’m not well.” You looked up at him with your droopy, sunken in eyes.

He laughed. “You think I’m going to allow you that? I am your superior and you are going to listen to me. You answer to me and take orders from me. If I tell you you’re fine and to fulfill your 24 hour tomorrow, that’s what you do. Clear?”

“Captain, sir, please-“

“I said clear?!” His voice echoed as he shouted in your face, his grip tight on your upper arm.

“Sir-“

“I’m sorry.” You heard a cocky voice fill your ears. “What did you just say?” It was a voice that began to fill your soul with life.

“Captain Price.” Snyder kept his grip on you as he turned. “I was just telling my Lieutenant here-“

“Your Lieutenant?” John chuckled lowly as he slowly stepped closer, foot by foot.

“I am her Captain now, she takes her orders from me.” His grip tightened on you as he straightened himself to stand taller. You whimpered at the brusing grip of his fingers digging into your skin.

John’s laugh brought your eyes up to him. Your knees about gave out at the sight of him. He was in full uniform, his guns hanging from his hip, his boonie cap hanging low on his forehead. “Last time I checked Captain,” He spat the man’s title. “Her vest says 141, so does her file. That makes her my Lieutenant.” John cocked his head to the side as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“You are not apart of this mission Price.” Snyder kept his arm on you, almost like his bruises in your arm would claim you as his property.

“Get your hands off my officer before I lay mine on you.” John’s voice was a growl as he threatened Snyder. “Now.”

You felt the fingers dug into your arm slowly release as you wobbled, now standing on your own. You fully faced John, seeing him fully. His gaze softened at your state. “She will only ever take orders from me, her Captain. She will not take anything from your mouth. She is my Lieutenant, and will report to me and only me.” He gently grabbed you as he escorted you to your tent, leaving Captain Snyder speechless.

“Oh Y/N, my dear.” He set you on your cot, coming to sit with you, letting you lean against him. “What is happening here?”

You sniffled as you took in that homey scent of him. The sweet cologne mixed with cigar smoke. He was here, your John was here. “How’re the boys, I miss them.”

“Oh your voice-“ He began to draw circles into your back as he ran his hand through your hair, shushing you. “Don’t talk, save your energy to rest, love. I’m so sorry this is happening.”

You look up at him, staring into his eyes. “Kiss me.”

He doesn’t hesitate to follow your instructions. His lips meet yours briefly, yet the kiss was so full of love and care. “Darling…”

“John?” You said.

“Yes dear?”

“What was that out there?”

“What was what?” He cocked his head, raising his eyebrows as he stared down at you.

“Your Lieutenant?” You smirked, kissing him again.

“You are mine. That man has no right to talk to you that way. Only I can boss you around, only I can order you around. You’re mine.” His eyes darkened as he spoke, his voice a low growl.

“John?” You cooed.

“Yes Y/N?” His eyes were hooded as he looked at you.

“Make me yours.” John flinched forward to kiss you but quickly stopped. “John?”

“I don’t wanna break you. You’re so pretty and you don’t feel well.” His hand caressed your cheek.

“I don’t care, wreck me.”

John’s whole demeanor changed as he roughly captured your lips with his, his hands groping around your body, holding on tightly.

“Look at ya, all needy for me.” John’s voice ran shivers up your spine as his breath tickled against your neck.

His lips left marks all over your neck as he began to rid you of your shirt. “Lemme see ya-“

“John-“ His eyes met yours as you began to breath quicker in anticipation. He looked at you as you nodded and he quickly left you without a shirt or bra.

His hands massaged your breasts as his mouth took home on one of your nipples, sucking and playing with it. His gums of satisfaction caused sparks through your nerves. You let out a few quiet moans, and at that he made it his job to bring more out of you.

He loved that sound and wanted to drink it in, hearing it over and over. You put your hand in his hair as he continue to give your breasts attention, but you needed him elsewhere. You took his wrist in your other hand as you let it to your center. “John, please.” You begged.

His eyes were blown out as he looked up at you, practically ripping your pants off as he took his stance between your legs, his face inches from you. “You’re soaked baby.” Two of his fingers dragged through your folds. “All ready for me aren’t you?”

Those two fingers pressed inside of you, moving around, feeling the way you felt. John let out a moan at the feeling, beginning to scissor his fingers to stretch you out. “Gotta make you comfortable baby.” His fingers then pumped in and out of you slowly as his mouth latched into your clit.

You let out an unholy moan at the pressure. “John!” His name kept leaving your lips along with strings of curses.

“You gonna cum for me doll?” His voice had a hint of teasing to it, having you coming undone so quickly. “Do it, cum around my fingers, all over my mouth.”

And you did. His beard was coated with a glaze as he sat up and began to undo his belt. “Come here sweet thing.”

His thumb guided your chin as you sat up, mouth open and ready for him. “Mmm, that’s a sight.”

“I love you John.” You said with doe eyes, staring up at him from the edge of your cot.

“You’re gonna really love me in a minute baby.” He pulled his boxers down and freed his hard cock, it springing free in front of your eyes.

You stared as he pulled his pants all the way down and discarded his shirt. His cock was large, but it was beautiful. It had a vein running up the bottom of it, curving up slightly and his pink tip was shiny with precum. You licked your lips as your left hand rested on his thigh, your right wrapping around his base.

You heard his breath hitch at the contact and you looked up at him as you took him in your mouth, then locking a stripe up the bottom of his cock. “Fuck baby, yes.”

His hand came to dig into your hair to guide you along him, you sucking and pumping him to absolute ecstasy.

His groans were music to your ears. You continued to keep eye contact as he began to take control little by little. You felt his hand gently push against the back of your head as you took him deeper and deeper into your throat.

You could tell he wanted to fuck your mouth. You pulled off of him with a pop and brought his face close to yours. “John honey?”

“Yes?”

“Do it.” John let out the most gorgeous moan at your words as he stood back to his full height and tightly held your hair. He shoved his dick all the way to the back of your throat, causing a small gag to come out of you.

He was singing your praises as he stayed there. “That’s it baby, relax for me.” He spoke slowly, calmly.

Continuing to take deep breaths, your nose was buried in his hips until he moved, and he moved quickly. His pace was reckless and you could feel a bruise forming at the back of your mouth from his tip abusing it. The sounds and grunts coming out of him were dirty and it made you wet thinking about how his cock would feel inside of you.

Your hands squeezed his thighs as you felt him begin to stutter. “Fuck.”

He grabbed your shoulders as he lifted you up and bent you over the small desk in your tent, quickly shoving himself deep in your pussy. “So fucking tight, mm.”

He paused for a second, breathing through teeth. “Fuck baby, relax a little.”

His thumb rubbed your lower back as he felt you become more comfortable with his size. He bummed as he began to move, slow at first.

He grunted as his arms crossed, hands grabbing your hips to reinforce himself as his hips began to quickly snap against your ass. You were a moaning mess as his balls stimulated your clit. “Fuck! Yes!”

“Who do you belong to?” He said it between grunts and the question caused you to moan in response. “Who’s. Are. You.”

“Yours! I’m all yours John!!” You we’re shouting, the pleasure he was giving you was out of this world.

You felt the coil in your stomach tightening as he continued to plow into you. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” You said, your legs beginning to shake.

“Cum for me darling.” A couple more thrusts and you were a mess under him, your hips were beginning to ache and your legs were jelly.

“I’m close.” He growled lowly, grunts pouring from his mouth as his hips moved sloppily. “In or out?”

You couldn’t even respond as he continued to wreck your insides. “Baby, I need to know.”

“In.”

John released as soon as the word left your mouth, filling you up. His pulled his cock out and quickly shoved two fingers in you, keeping his cum from leaking out. “Look at how pretty you look all fucked out.”

“John…” Your voice made him switch immediately, removing his fingers and swooping you up in his arms as he put you on your cot.

“I’ll be right back, I promise.” John kissed your forehead, leaving the tent.

You laid in the afterglow waiting for him to return, and when he did you began to tear up. He walked in with your favorite pajama pants and one of his hoodies and a towel.

He was dressed in his pajamas as well. He cleaned you up, helping you into the clothes he brought you. “I couldn’t come see my girl and not bring her something from home when I leave.”

He laid down behind you, your back against his chest as he pulled your hair into two braids, out of your face. “I really do love you John.”

“I love you too, and don’t let Snyder get to you. I will take care of it okay? You will be here resting as long as you need before you’re healthy again. I won’t let him mistreat you anymore. You’re my girl.”

You turned to look up at him as he planted a long kiss on your lips. “I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again.”

You kissed him again before settling in against his chest. “Thank you…”

“Always my love.”

[stealingpotatoes]

Invitation to talk about Sayuri and Nymie?

:D CAN OF WORMS: OPENED!! i'll tell u abt how they got found as Jedi

ok so Sayuri is one of the students that doesn't rlly go home bc there isn't much to go back to. Basically her parents were Rebellion pilots (or one was a pilot the other a mechanic. kinda unsure) but were both killed in action against the Empire abt 3-4ABY ish. obvs the Rebellion couldn't look after a 7-8yo while fighting the Empire

so the remainder of the squad manage to get her back to her parents' home village/ where she was born. so having like Everything change all at once leaves her pretty ?? and gives her some serious trusting-her-environment issues. her coolgirl "i dont care" persona is very much a result of this bc she's worried abt getting too comfy in smthn. (which is at odds w the OTHER issue she got from this event which is "deathly afraid of flying" an issue not helped if Master "traffic laws are just guidelines" Skywalker is piloting. but she tries 2 act like shes fine)

this is gonna get kinda long so im gonna smack some unposted art here and then go into a readmore

anyway fast forwarding to when Sayuri's abt 13 (roughly 9aby) she's visiting her parent's old squadron on a New Republic bc they'd all come visit whenever she could and after the Empire's fall they did a lot more pick her up and fly her to a base to ALL see her. and they're like omg Sayuri you came at the PERFECT time bc this rlly amazing pilot war hero who's also some like. mystical whatever is here!! he's on his way to some magic place we heard. maybe u can meet him!! which sayuri meets w her usual whatever bc she's not that gassed abt war heroes.

very worth noting that the squad's probably all seen her move shit with her mind, but theyre like oh you know how it is with teenage girls. the "nobody knows what a jedi is" + "the empire existed for a decent bit of her childhood" thing has kept anyone from being like yeahh sayuri should like. talk to someone abt this.

anyway she goes along when the squad are like c'mon let's see if we can see him. ok the only way i can describe this is you know the spiderverse like... spidey-sense recognition thing? that's basically what happens LOL Luke and Sayuri both have a FORCE USER RECOGNISED?? moment and Luke then makes a beeline for her then realises oh shit tiny teenager not jedi. would you LIKE to be a jedi?? and sayuri who hates her village and is feeling the strongest emotional connection she's felt in forever w this stranger she met 2 seconds ago is like okay fuckin sure yeah. and woo jedi!!

i posted my unposted nymie art yesterday but likkeeee pretend theres some here <3

So Sayuri falls into the "one of the Jedi found them thru the force or by chance" category of students who get found. However Nymie very much falls into the second category, which is "CAN SOMEONE DEAL WITH THIS WEIRD SUPERPOWERED CHILD FOR US????"

So 2 things about Nymie: 1. like i've said before, she's from a very rich high class pantoran family. super stuck up, mostly raised by nannies & tutors, but somehow Nymie just didn't get the stuck-up genes like all her (4!!) siblings who are just obsessed w their social standing etc and is instead just :D all the time. 2. her proficiency ig is the living force esp in the 'good at connecting to animals' way (which I think means I legally need to draw her w Ezra).

so the former often led her to escaping her family's stuffy parties and galas or whatever (usually to whoever's house it is' garden or somewhere she wasnt meant to be) to find something interesting. usually a pet <3 one particular time when she was 9 she was following her Pet Sense but couldnt find anything in the house. so she kinda just reached out more and long story short thats how Nymie managed to call this hugemassive beast (i'd tell u what it was if i knew pantoran animals LOL) out of the nearby countryside to her. massively distressing for everyone, all these rich ppl were like "OH MY GOD I NEARLY DIED" (it didnt attack anyone). very funny exciting time for Nymie who was enjoying this new beastie friend til animal control showed up. saddening. everyone is confused bc HOW did that happen

a dude old (and cool) enough to have seen more than one jedi in their heyday (+ idk uni researcher knows his shit) noticed what happened w it going straight to Nymie and overheard her account and realised what happened and was like hi nymie's parents. i think u need to get into contact w the new republic bc thats a jedi right there (which they take and go oo social climbing. we have a jedi child people will think we're cooler. bc theyre assholes)

and yeah im losing steam now but luke shows up and she joins the academyyay!

[schrijverr]

Okay, straight Eddie Diaz, because - hear me out - trans woman Eddie Diaz.

Like it makes perfect sense in canon due to the fact that Eddie is repressed as hell, it can be about just sexuality, but I think adding in gender really adds to it. She does truly dream of having that traditional marriage with someone, she has just been casting herself in the wrong role, which makes it all the harder to figure out, because she is so sure that's what she wants, but it always feels wrong anyway.

It turns out, all the women she has dated felt wrong, because she wanted to be them not be with them. Plus, they never measured up as a parental figure, as a mother figure specifically, because Eddie wasn't comparing to what can be expected of an early stages potential step parent. Instead, she was comparing them to what she, Eddie, provides for Chris, and they could never be as good as a mom as her (but she didn't realize this).

((Also, Buck - bc yes, I am making this a little buddie - was able to fit into that step parent role, bc Eddie wasn't comparing him to herself, but let him organically grow into the role. Something Eddie doesn't realize until she unpacked a lot of stuff and realized her feelings for him aren't the platonic kind. She also realizes why she was so fuckign jealous of all his girlfriends, but always less bothered by his boyfriends.))

I feel like she'd be more masc (give me butch trans woman Eddie, please, fan artist out there, I'm on my little knees) and she struggles a lot with wanting to be a woman, but having 'masculine' interest and thus feeling like she can't be. Seeing Hen was both great for her and the cause of much confusion, bc she wanted what Hen had so bad, but also not entirely, because she isn't a lesbian and she had no clue what that meant when she first started working with the 118.

She has a hyper-masculine phase (mustache Eddie, why xp), really leaning into 'being a man' to run away from the feelings, because that is a mood. This isn't a great time for Eddie, because she does still like her masculine hobbies, as mentioned above, so it's confusing and she semi-gaslights herself into thinking she is imagining it. Until one day she shaves and is like, huh, I forgot how much I liked the clean shaven look and suddenly that triggers a whole set of revelations.

She keeps the short hair, but changes the shaping off it slightly so it softens her face more. She also is a jeans girly through and through, though comfy leggings definitely start making their way into the rotation after Maddie introduced her to them. Eddie does change the cut of her jeans slightly to be less tight at the crotch area, but she does like jeans that emphasize her butt, bc she has a great ass and that makes her feel good about herself. Overall, she isn't big on skirts, but wears dresses when there is an occasion.

Also, she has height dysphoria, which also upsets her, because all the heels look fun, she doesn't care that Hen claims they're the devil's shoes. ((Buck being taller makes Eddie so euphoric, before she realizes what is making her dysphoric exactly, she'd continuously be in his space, because he makes her feel a little shorter. When on dates, she sometimes can pull out heels and Buck will wear thicker soles so she can, sliding an arm around her waist and tucking her into his side so the dysphoria won't creep back in)).

She doesn't tell her parents at first, but she does tell her sisters, who are thrilled to have an all girls sibling squad now. They give her some of the heirloom jewelry they got, which Eddie missed out on, because she was still an egg at the time. She totally doesn't cry... Maybe a little.

Eddie is not a make up girl, however. She really tried to get into it, especially to cover the five-o'clock shadow, but it always looked weird and it isn't practical with her job. When they have a party, she'll put on some mascara and try with contour to add a little different shaping to her jaw and cheeks, but she never gets into it as much as she thought she would. She does not say no to getting manny paddies with Athena and May from time to time. Having nice nails is a great source of gender euphoria.

It was a little hard on Chris for Eddie to be mom too and Eddie had a whole crisis about what if this is repeating Kim, but in a different font and I am actually trying to replace Shannon? She has a lot of solo therapy and the two go to family therapy. Chris is never a dick about it, just a kid working through his trauma (don't be mean). When they have worked through it, Chris is her number one hype man, even though he's an awkward teen about it. His stumbling compliments are always her favorite and she carries them with her in her heart.

Anyway, just straight trans woman Eddie <3

[ddejavvu]

thinking about fucking dbf!hopper in the back of his car as he drowns reader in praise<33 maybe after he saved r from a shitty party bc he won’t hesitate to get his ass out of bed at 3am for r.

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

this post is 18+, minors dni.

You're lucky the back windows of Jim's squad car are tinted, because if anyone looked through them, you'd be in trouble. You're pretty sure that cops can only pull over into 'no parking' zones for legal emergencies, not to sit in the backseat and finger a girl's clit while she rides their dick.

Even if it's wrong, it feels fantastic. His thumb is large and rough, but its touch is gentle, pressing against your clit as his other hand rests against your waist.

"I'm so proud of you," He hums, bumping his nose against your cheek as you slump your face into his. It's screwed up in a barely-withheld whimper, and he kisses your top lip as you try biting the bottom one to keep quiet.

"You remembered my number and everything, you did exactly what you were supposed to."

"I was scared," You admit, grinding your hips impossibly downwards to drive his dick further into your cunt, wet and starting to contract, "I- I didn't know how I was gonna get home, 'cause my friend got drunk, and I didn't wanna ask any of the guys there, because-"

"That's good," He croons, "Boys your age only want one thing."

You don't bother pointing out the irony of his statement, because he smashes your lips into a kiss that prevents you from speaking. With one flick of his tongue against your bottom lip he increases the pressure he's holding against your clit, and a deep groan floods your mouth. Your accompanying whimper as your orgasm crests makes his dick twitch, but what really makes him bust is the way that your cunt convulses around him.

He's lucky you're on the pill, because nothing can ever come close to the way it feels to paint your insides with his cum. It's territorial and animalistic, and he furthers the feeling by nipping at your bottom lip. The way that you clench in response is purposeful, your cunt squeezing his cock like a vice.

"Shit," He groans, his lips spit-soaked as you try chasing him in a messy kiss when he breaks away. Your head slumps against his shoulder, lips ghosting over his neck as you mouth desperately at his sweat-beaded skin.

"I'm taking you home," He pants, landing a quick, affectionate pat to your ass, "Your dad'll lose his shit if he knows you were out this late, and El's sleeping over at a friend's for the night."

"Her bed is comfy," You recall, remembering the time you'd napped there during a board game-themed all-nighter that had only actually lasted until 2AM, "Thanks, Hop."

A deep chuckle shakes his chest and he runs his broad hand down your back, "No, honey, you're not sleeping in her bed. You're sleeping in mine."

[4ngeldusstt]

V A N I L L A P U D D I N G

A/N: my fave thing in the world is vanilla pudding, my brain somehow came up with this dumb ass situation, i hope you all like it!!

Warnings: mild swearing (the f word is said one time)

Word count: 951

The Special Operations Squad was now out on a mission, nothing major, just exterminate some titans that made it through the hole in the wall of Shiganshina, the soldiers regrouped on top of the wall expectant of Commander Erwin’s orders, once we all knew where and what we had to do we were dismissed, you were going to your assigned place until you heard commander calling out your last name stopping on your tracks and giving him your full attention “yes, commander Erwin?” Expecting maybe a change in your orders. “I’d like to inform you there’s vanilla pudding for dessert tonight.” A small smile creeped on his face as your eyes lit up, you loved pudding that was a fact, his attempt of motivating you a little more was successful. When we finished a mission that went as planned, the higher ups prepared us a feast of delicious foods and drinks to celebrate, Commander made sure to always add pudding, especially for you.

You were after Levi, an exceptional soldier, the only one that could match up Humanity’s Strongest Solider’s skills. Being younger, you and commander had a great relationship, he cared for you almost like a daughter. “I’ll make sure to give my best efforts in this mission, as always, I’ll give my heart, commander.” You said bringing your left first to your chest and lowering your head and lifting it up with a smile. “I don’t expect less from you, y/n.” He said after turning around and making his way to Hange, not before warning you to be careful and not put yourself in unnecessary situations.

“You’re going with me, brat. Let’s go.” Levi, who was quietly standing next to the commander, said to you. “Yes, Captain.” You both walked to the edge of the wall. It was always a pleasure to work hand in hand with Levi, you don’t get on his way and act as a good support for him, as same as he does for you when it’s needed. When both of you team up, it becomes an unstoppable titan killing duo. “You know what you gotta do, no need in over explaining. Let’s fucking do this, brat.” He said giving you a side smile, it was a known fact that Levi didn’t tolerate many people, but he did tolerate you, more than he would like, to be honest. “I’m already eager, come on.” At his signal both of you jumped off the wall, meaning the start of an amazing show for the ones in the walls that were lucky to see both of you in action.

Time skip

The mission was a success, the scouts already made it to the main headquarters, some of them already showered and in the main dinning hall eating and drinking like there’s no tomorrow, laughs, voices and chants could be heard from outside. You wanted to have a relaxing shower by yourself, so you had to wait until every girl showered leaving you to be the last in order to enjoy a little bit of peace. Once you were clean and dressed in comfy clothes you made your way to the dinning hall desiring to get some food in and fill your stomach finally. Walking to the food area to get a tray to collect your desired and delicious pudding, the one you thought about all day, said dessert was a reward that you worked so hard for. You stretched your arm your grasp the last one left, until someone also reached for it faster snatching it away from you.

The situation played in your head in slow motion, seeing the smiling young man walk away taking a spoonful of it humming in delight. You stood there, looking at your still out stretched hand, frozen in place not wanting to believe what just happened. You felt your eyes starting to water as you turned your head towards the lucky bastard that was eating your pudding. Slowly making your way back to your seat joining your friends at the table. Stray tears rolling down your cheeks as you ate, suddenly, a pudding was placed in front of you out of nowhere. Following the trail of the hand that left it there with your eyes until you saw a familiar man, “Levi” you whispered to yourself “I knew they were going to run out fast and I also knew you would be upset if you didn’t get one. So I made sure to secure one just in case, now stop crying brat.” He playfully rolled his eyes gaining a big grin from you as you gave him a small nod wiping your tears away with the back of your hand. “I know it’s dumb but it really makes me happy, thank you Levi, I really appreciate it.” You softly said looking down in embarrassment. “Hey brat, if it makes you happy it’s not dumb. You did a good job today, you deserve it.” He moved the small dish and placed it in front of you, before going back to his seat.

You did a small happy dance tasting the first bite, an obvious look of satisfaction on your face “this right here is the reason why I’m glad to be alive right now.” You said to your friends pointing down to the dessert with your spoon. Perceiving on the side of your eyes how Erwin, Levi and Hange laughed and smiled at your statement, turning to them you said “Thank you Commander for the pudding, tell the chef it’s delicious as always! And thank you again Captain, you made this girl very happy!” They nodded in response with a smirk.

This was gonna be a good, well deserved night for all of us.

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕊𝔼𝕂𝔸𝕀 𝔹𝕖𝕖 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: is the request open? *Peek. Oh it's open

Gotta request, about vocaloid reader and leaders pjsk. Hm platonic of course, well reader is born from leader feelings ex- (n25 is mafuyu). The reader have different personalities in each Sekai, you decide it.

Sankyuu

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ OMG YESSS! I kinda just did a self insert and did myself as Vocaloid in different SEKAI's since you didn't tell me any traits hihi Hopefully it's alright!!

*ੈ✩‧₊�� platonic

✧ since Leo/need is based on friends reuniting, in this SEKAI, I'd probably still be kinda similar to reality...

✧ I often have my little "comfy silence" moments while talking so I feel like I'd just be comfortable immideitly around everyone and be silent, but talk from time to time whenever I feel like it

"Mhm. That sounds good."

✧ as for relationships... I think Kagamine's would be huge energy to handle for me but I wouldn't mind it that much... though the best for me to just stay calm and enjoy the presence would be everyone else!

✧ not hating on Kagamine's ofc, just saying their energy would sometimes surprise me...

✧ but I feel like Luka and MAYBE MEIKO too would be kinda my role models~ They're just so elegant and hey! Who wouldn't want to be them?

✧ as for Leo/need... it's honestly pretty similar too...

✧ Saki would have me thinking of her in similar way like I think of Kagamine's

✧ rest would be my silent vibing companions~ Though with few differences!

✧ Shiho might think it's waste of time so it might be rare... But maybe with Ichika and Honami it'd be a bit more interesting!

✧ with Ichika it might be awkward at first but soon, it'd be comfortable silence

✧ while with Honami, I'd kinda look up to her too... she's so mother-like and it's honestly sweet

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✧ in MORE MORE JUMP! I feel like I would have backstage role...

✧ pls tell me it downst sound pick me but I admit, I have small stage fright so I'd much prefer to do something backstage!

✧ I really like sewing so I feel like I'd be specialist for stage outfits in that SEKAI!

✧ as for personality... since I'd be a designer, I think I might be really passionate about it and turn into stricter mode when it's about it

✧ normally I'd be pretty chill and comforting but when it comes to outfits? I want it to be the best! And I could keep someone for measurements and trys for even an hour if I'll have to

"I'm not done yet. This material doesn't stretch so easily so I need to take exact measurements to be sure you'll be able to breath, yet still be tight around your waist."

✧ leading to... relationships... I think I'd like each Vocaloid there but would get along especially well with KAITO since he's also more of a backstage person

✧ it's really just result of bonding behind curtains while others are performing

✧ as for MMJ members... Haruka would probably have the most common with me since she's a bit of an overworker too...

✧ maybe I'd be the Vocaloid helping or supporting her here? Who knows?

✧ I'd love Minori but I can't help but think she'd return outfits with holes or a bit damaged... I wouldn't be furious ofc but a little upset, maybe...

✧ as for Shizuku, I'd love her elegance! And I'd love Airi's tomboy self! So for both, I'd try to match outfits to those traits~

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✧ everyone's very passionate about singing and music in Vivid BAD SQUAD, so of course, I'd be no different!

✧ though I feel like I could be the overworker of this SEKAI a bit...

✧ I'd either sing whole day or sit around saying nothing because of throat pain from previous practice

✧ that also could be the reason why I'd get along most well with MEIKO! One reason may be that I absolutely LOVE coffee but other could be that when I have nothing better to do, I kinda insist to help her around cafe out of boredom!

"MEIKOOOOO I'm bored... Do you have any others or products to lay out on shelves?"

✧ I may look up to more badasses girls in this SEKAI like Miku, Rin and also An!

✧ Len and would be simply fun to hangout with and I'd also admire KAITO a little bit, since I wouldn't get what he's doing in that DJ station even a little bit but it looks cool!!

✧ as for Kohane and Toya, they'd be nice to hangout with when I'm feeling kinda calm~ I feel like I'd be turning my energy down a bit around them and just two myself relax~

✧ as for Akito... I'd have mixed feelings about him... from one side, he's very mature and his courage is admirable, but from the other side... his anger may be too evident sometimes for me...

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✧ everyone in Wonderlands x Showtime is so silly! And so I feel like my childish and creative self would show off here the most

✧ I feel like I'd have normal energy around people like Luka, KAITO and maybe Nene... But rest? Oh is be chaos~

✧ always running around, random dancing/singing, ideas for crazy stuff...

✧ I'd join the Rins&Lens troublemaker duo, that's for sure...

✧ and my ideas would often be on ones on Rui's level, but I wouldn't really think of danger that much so mine could be a bit reckless if anything...

"What if we make a volcano that shoots you up into the sky! And we can land on 4 legs like a cat! What do you mean that's not possible for us?!"

✧ as for relationships... I'd definitely get along the best with Miku, Rin, Len and a little bit with MEIKO too!

✧ with KAITO I'd also get along well but he's often then my ideas down so it may be a little bit of a switch for me to just not tell him about all my ideas and not spend as much time with me...

✧ I feel like I wouldn't mind Luka but she's mind me after I tried putting her in one of my ideas while she was asleep...

✧ as for other members... around Tsukasa and Emu I'd be living bomb of energy... and around Rui we'd be able to burn the world together... so don't let me close to him...

✧ with Nene I'd be a bit calmer, and I feel like I'd treat her to similar way I treat KAITO!

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✧ Nighrcord VS are usually on calmer side except KAITO kinda...

✧ so I feel like to math this level, my calmer side would show off more!

✧ I feel like I'd be the sleepyhead here, kinda like Luka in WxS, but I'd asleep just because I'd always be tired, no other reasons

✧ it may be a bit silly though because I'm pretty sure while walking through Empty SEKAI, I'd be randomly laying there like a log

"Time for afternoon nap... or is it morning... It's hard to tell time in here... Either way, I know it's time for a nap..."

✧ but when I'm somehow awake, my words still will be stretched and said tiredly but I'd definitely be honest and keep my answers short!

✧ honesty would definitely help with sharing my opinion on most situations but it may also be seen as blunt by some...

✧ I feel like Ena would mind it in particular, Mizuki and Mafuyu would just accept it and maybe Kanade would take my words to heart every now and then

✧ as for other VS... I'd be fine of Miku, Rin and Len because od how quiet and peaceful they are! Maybe of MEIKO too though I doubt I'd have many interactions with her because of how far she is most of the time

✧ as for Luka and KAITO... KAITO tends to be aggressive and I'd definitely mind that, while Luka is very teasing... so both would be a big no for me to hangout around

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[therealslimshakespeare]

Benny trying to talk himself down from all manner of suspicions about this girl who stares at him with stars in her eyes and touches his shoulders at any chance she can. It’s just him imagining things while bein’ touched starved, sure bud, sure

BYE THIS IS SO FUNNY I LOVE IT SO MUCH

First he had to overcome not being a weirdo (in his mind) over the fact Little Lu has sure grown up nice, has a degree and a swish to her walk that says she’s comfy in her shoes and her life, and then he’s gotta deal with being needed by her again which he’s dying to be needed by anyone from the old squad, then he has to deal with the fact she’s like a nugget of peace in a noisy world then he’s gotta deal with her brain and it’s not his fault smarts make him horny and then he’s gotta be normal about her endless comments and compliments about a startlingly physical amount of things!?

Anyway. Benny is going through it

[moonfurthetemmie]

So like. Supernova in the final girl finch ending.

I’m pretty sure we said that Delusion was going to be in rehab for a long fricken time. Like, maybe a lifetime. He’s immortal so he’ll be fine, but Slash, Byte, and Pluto will be released before him. Getting therapy and learning healthy coping mechanisms that aren’t murder is a lot faster than reworking your entire worldview and deconstructing a god complex that you’ve had for a literal century.

Buuuuut, they may be able to get him to a point where he can be released before he’s fully broken that down. Like, he’s gotta go to therapy a lot, but he can go about his life…we can’t really say ‘normally’ because Sparrow is in charge of JR now, but you get the idea. And by the time the Horror Squad is released, Delusion will probably have gotten it through his head that he fucked up severely, even if he doesn’t fully understand how in most cases.

Slash and Byte will probably be released before Pluto, but since they refuse to separate still they’re either all allowed to roam the rehab wing (and leave, with supervision) or they’re still all living in a comfy less cell-like room. They still need to come by for therapy once in a while, too.

At this point, Byte and Slash have more or less got their separation anxiety under control, and they’d be fine going off on their own. But they’re all still best friends, and more than that, Pluto’s still anxious about being split up, so they stick with him.

It would be pretty shitty to deny anyone visitors in rehab (assuming they’re not an active threat to the mental and emotional wellbeing of visitors). And they don’t really think Delusion’s likely to try and run off at this point. They probably have a place where people in rehab can hang out with visitors, or friends they have there. Delusion either gets to wear a max-strength magic suppressor cuff (more like a bracelet than handcuffs), or he has to wait for the people who work there to put a magic suppressing field generator in the room/area/whatever. For a number of reasons, including 1. His own safety, because he’s not okay, 2. The safety of anyone else who may be in there, and 3. He needs to learn how to have and process emotions again.

Once she and Byte make sure they can stay with Pluto (or Pluto stay with them. Whichever), one of the first things Slash does after being released is ask if she can see Delusion.

He’s surprised to hear that he has a visitor. He’s even more surprised to see that it’s Slash.

She, and their relationship, is one of the few things where he knows how he fucked up. But he’s still so happy to see her.

And she’s happy to see him too. They start to apologize for being shitty and/or a manipulative ass almost at the same time. Delusion forgives her immediately and Slasg has to gently, verbally smack him and tell him he really does not, and probably should not, forgive every shitty thing she’s done. Delusion doesn’t take it back, though.

They’re being very sweet and Slash tells him how stuff’s been going with them. And a ‘I was a dick before because I was still mad at myself for liking you at all. I’ve uh. I’ve gotten over that part now.’

Delusion is mostly quiet and just listens to her talk. He missed her. A lot. When Slash asks how he’s been doing, he’s…not really sure what to say. He feels like not much of anything has really happened, either. But he tells her he’s realized a few things.

She comes back on a fairly regular basis. Sometimes Byte comes, but usually only if Pluto’s doing rehab stuff.

Pluto doesn’t really want to see him right now, and honestly I think the people in rehab aren’t really sure if that’s a good idea. Pluto seems more annoyed with Delusion than anything, but…

Anyways. Slash comes to visit regularly. For a few weeks he doesn’t seem to be getting any better, but he slowly starts making more and more progress. She’s very proud of him. Gives him extra smooches. Then tells him he better not try to speed-run his recovery or she’s gonna kick his ass.

Pluto gets released a few months after his friends I think. And then the whole gang comes to visit Delusion. Pluto’s still kind of cold towards him, but he actually says why, and why he hasn’t come to visit before this.

TLDR he’s still pissed about Delusion wanting and trying to brainwash him and his friends. There were probably a million different ways to get them to stay in JR with him that didn’t involve that kind of manipulation, and that’s what Delusion chose?

Delusion’s still very happy he came, though, and Pluto softens up a little. Once Delusion agrees that it was pretty shitty of him.

Pluto’s still a little uneasy being left on his own, but not nearly as bad. Him wandering off is one thing, but being left behind, even if he said he didn’t want to come is another matter. They all are

[inklores]

domestic miguel headcanons that rot my brain <3

⁎⋆ miguel has definitely gone four days without eating once. whether it's a dismissive assertion that he is able to do so with his enhanced dna or is expected to sacrifice niceties as the leader of a sprawling spider society, he won't stop until he's finished his work for the day (or night). no doubt when jess finds out, she programs lyla to send her an alert when miguel misses more than one meal per day so she can personally grab him by the ear and demand he drinks some water.

⁎⋆ he likes stimulating games, when he has the time for it. chess + checkers with lyla as his partner (anybody else would be an easy win in his opinion), but he prefers other games more. newspaper sudoku, jigsaw puzzles, crosswords. anything that requires a bit of mental tinkering and keeps his brain busy.

⁎⋆ wears cozy slippers with his suit when he’s working after seeing how comfy peter b. looks. lyla has pictures.

⁎⋆ he adamantly takes his coffee black. anything lighter and it doesn't keep him roused the way he needs it to. he’s a keurig in a mug type of guy. definitely has a cup that reads “ok but first… coffee” on it.

⁎⋆ his love language is physical touch. miguel is a man of few words. he knows he comes off as uncaring and frigid. always task-oriented. never candid or emotional. his mind knows no bounds but his thoughts always tangle on his tongue. instead, he prefers little gestures. a gentle scrape of his knuckles against a shoulder, a hand on a shoulder, a pat on the back and a rare grunt of approval. i can see him doing that thing where he cups a waist when he has to get by.

⁎⋆ on the rare occasions he gets sick, this man turns into a CHILD. one, he's mad he can't work as efficiently. two, he hates feeling weak and vulnerable. he feels he has to compensate for his lapse in ability and over-works himself to the marrow, forcing lego spider-man to secretly plant an A/V bug in his residential unit that peter b. nicknamed "the baby monitor."

⁎⋆ he likes the soothing security of weighted blankets. after holding the multiverse together, it's nice to be held by something.

⁎⋆ he has chronic migraines and aches as a result of his photosensitivity. hence, some perpetual aggression sinking into his bones. it's why his laboratory is usually dark and his computer monitor displays a warm orange tint to reduce strain.

⁎⋆ he likes reading but doesn't always have time for it. he really likes periodicals and journals that most spider-people would find too boring to read, making him feel more intellectually superior.

⁎⋆ after jess disclosed her pregnancy, miguel began drafting plans for a daycare in hq. no heads-up, no formal dedication, just a casual renovation for a totally unprovoked child-caring facility. sure, it wasn't canonical for spiders to successfully start a family, but if they could... miguel knew firsthand that it had to be protected. for jess and her kid, and yes, peter b. and mayday. though he had a knack for charring some fried nerves, peter b. once inquired about the bizarre construction and upon finding out, he smiled, and never brought it up to miguel.

⁎⋆ he's such a present and absent dad to the younger members of his squad. yeah, he indulges pavitr in some vada pav and chai and weathers a verbose tangent about his latest save or his girlfriend but he also curls his lip at hobie's "screech" (AKA guitar riffs) and mutters about his piercings.

⁎⋆ he's really good at styling girls' hair. nothing too crazy, of course, but out of all the ponytails that swished around on the soccer field, gabriella's was always the most in-tact after a game. one mom even asked miguel if he could tie her daughter's hair similarly. he got so cocky after that.

⁎⋆ he goes to the strength & conditioning gym really early in the morning. like really early. people speculate that he’s nocturnal. but the gym is most likely empty then and miguel prefers that. he also works out to unwind, especially when he’s stressed tf out. and he’s always stressed, hence, big man bod.

⁎⋆ the spiderman 2099 burger was a birthday gag gift from peter b. but miguel secretly liked it so much, that it was no secret it stayed on the commissary menu.

⁎⋆ the first time his fangs extended after the spider gene splicing accident, he cut through his gum and lip and has a small scar there now.

⁎⋆ college age!miguel was so arrogant. girls thought it was charming but he was really, genuinely smart and had a job at alchemax already lined up before he graduated. he was probably popular. cocky, sarcastic, daddy-issues latino man with a big brain and big everything, c’mon.

⁎⋆ he snores really loud. he has those “dad sneezes” that sound like the whole house is coming down. with all those enhanced-hearing spiders, there have been rumors of a loose feral animal when miguel takes a nap or has allergies.

⁎⋆ when he’s not stressed and angry, miguel is tired and nerdy. he has a whole degree in genetics and worked as the head scientist at alchemax, i KNOW he is just as much of a dork as the other spiders.

⁎⋆ peter b. made fun of his airfoil cape once. “spider-man doesn’t wear a cape!” miguel still doesn’t forgive him and he def won’t forget it.

© danysclouds. — all rights reserved, writing belongs to gena.

[ask-the-sexyman-squad]

uh oh Sexyman Squad Sam needs you, time for the emergency group hug

Black Hat you better get your hat ass in there too >:(

Unfortunately, Black Hat had...business to take care of. But if she keeps crying like this, Alastor may need to take her to him...

She wasn't one for touch, especially when she's so angry. Nothing against Once, but she just needed time.

Bill is...Bill. However, he seemed ready to listen. She just wasn't ready at all...

Ghirahim was the one of the only people allowed to touch her hair. So he took it out of the ponytail to prevent any headaches...thoughtful yet shocking, coming from the Demon Lord.

Mordecai fully expected venting, ranting, anything, but he was met with silence...and that's when dread settled in. She was so lively, and seeing her so down killed him...perhaps he was getting sentimental...

She was like a daughter to them. DT wanted to keep her calm and comfy as much as possible, and seeing her tears hurt their heart. So a gentle head kiss. Familial through and through, and it seemed to work...kinda...

It was over for him when she started sobbing out "Daddy"...screaming and crying into his chest, Alastor allowed his grin to fade for the first time.

"...you're alright, honey...you're alright..."

He'd whisper: his adopted daughter was still in distress over a meager, pathetic anon. He didn't want to let her suffer like this...so he held her to his chest. He let her cry. He needed to, it wasn't healthy for her to suck it up. Laying on the floorboards in a private room, the only important thing to him was making sure his little girl was content and happy...even if he had to murder someone.

[ridiasfangirlings]

gaming tournament/game night non au homra vs scepter 4

This is definitely one of those post-ROK alliance bonding things, they decide to have a ‘friendly’ gaming night together (Munakata suggests they set up in Bar Homra and Kusanagi refuses because he knows full well this will not be friendly and he’s not subjecting his bar to this kind of mayhem). Imagine Munakata and Anna have been discussing ways to smooth over tensions between their clans, now that the Slate is gone they both think it would be best if they all lay their differences aside and start to get along more, especially since S4 is as busy as ever and having Homra to assist would be beneficial. Munakata naturally thinks about a game night first but he probably thinks of it a more low tech way, like what if we play mahjong and Candyland and do puzzles. Yata happens to be in the bar and overhears, snorting that only old guys play those kinds of games. Munakata is immediately intrigued and asks what manner of games Yata prefers, Yata is totally taken aback at having the Blue King suddenly all up in his personal space and he sputters out ‘y-you know, like video games…and stuff…’. Munakata’s glasses shine as he makes a note of this.

The next day Homra receives an invitation for a ‘fun and friendly game night,’ where they will all play video games to their heart’s content and engage in heart-pumping rivalry with S4. The Homra guys think it’s weird but also they’re all for it, Bandou is totally ready to finally get to shine. Kusanagi thinks it’s nice to see the boys so hyped, even if he’s not entirely sure that this whole thing is a good idea. Munakata’s chosen some kind of neutral ground, like an old unused government building that Fushimi gets to spend all week re-wiring so that they have the best wi-fi in the city. The S4 boys are more mixed on this idea than Homra, both because the more mature members of the squad are not exactly skilled in gaming (Enomoto is surprisingly pumped though, now it is his time to become the strongest glasses character at last) but also because they all have developed a deep seated level of anxiety whenever Captain mentions the word ‘bonding.’

Munakata does set everything up nicely though, he gets several gaming systems (imagine Bandou and Enomoto both fanboying over all these ancient game systems that Munakata somehow found, like this goes for thousands online where did you find it and Munakata is just smiling and sparkling. Enomoto feels sorry for the requisitions and budgeting departments) and there’s lots of comfy seats and refreshments. Anna’s come along as well and they all expect her to enjoy some calming games, like Benzai and Fujishima have already developed a wordless bond over Animal Crossing and Yata tries to steer her in that direction. Instead both Anna and Munakata end up playing some kind of super violent and bloody zombie apocalypse FPS, both very intent on the screen in wordless camaraderie, and the Homra alphabet boys quietly agree not to tell Kusanagi about what his little girl has been playing. Yata and Fushimi find some old game they played in middle school and Yata challenges Fushimi to a game, soon they’re yelling and trash talking at each other and the other Homra guys are throwing popcorn at Yata telling him to keep it down. Bandou and Enomoto immediately recognize each other as a comrade and eventually they decide to combine forces, together taking down everyone else in some melee-type game. Enomoto is even willing to recognize Bandou as a fellow glasses character despite the sunglasses, like an unexpected bond has now been formed and Munakata is very proud his bonding plan worked.

[gingeisafiteh]

The party| part 1

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Ive got invited to a party with my friend beth. She was an influencer and got invited to this influencer event. You was allowed to bring a plus one so she's bringing me. She was surprised she even got invited because she said she only has 263k followers on Instagram. I was shocked she'd even said that because 263k is amazing!!

She said it because of the fact that people that are meant to be there, are people with millions of followers. When I found that out, I thought fair enough. She is also nervous as fuck. To be honest, so am I! God knows who could be there!

For a while, I've had this crush on 'angry ginge'. Beth knows that as I go on and on and on about him everyday. When I ask her something, she goes, 'if it's about ginge again, don't bother, I've heard enough'. It makes me laugh but she ends up letting me tell her what I need to say. And yes, it was about ginge.. (again)..

We were on her bed, in our comfy pjs and a box of pizza with two diet cokes, talking with eachother, discussing who is meant to be at this party, as someone sent her this message. "So these people that are meant to be at this party is actually in this message and I'm SHOOK. I think you'll like who's going.." "Well show me then!!" "Alright, alright!"

The message read:

Hello, bethmitchell

The party guests so far are:

- the sidemen crew + their gfs as plus ones

- pieface23

- taysmcrr

- the beta squad crew

- angry ginge

- manrika

- specsgonzalez

- yung filly

- aitch

- nella rose

- danny aarons

- tennesse thresh

- kaci jay

That is all that is noted so far!

We are looking forward to seeing you!

~ the influencer event

"Oh my fucking god!!!" I say very enthusiasticly, practically shouting. "Oh my god I know!!" Beth replies. "It just so happens that I am good friends with most of the girls.." "Oh my god Beth!! You never told me that!!!" "Y/n I thought you knew!!" "No I didn't!!" We both laugh and act very giddy. "Eh y/n, your fella is there.. oooh.." I start to blush a bit. "But what if the plus one is a girl?.." "So what?! There will be plenty of fish in the sea when you get there! Don't worry!" I smile at her response. "Thanks Beth. I suppose that maybe he might bring his friend Fred from his united vlogs!" "Ayy, there we go! And if he does bring Fredhino, shoot your shot!!"

"Aw noo, I couldn't! I'll be too awkward for him!" "Y/n, are you taking the piss? No you're not too awkward!! You're stunning, kind, charming and funny! Way far from awkward!" I smile at Beth's words, knowing she was always there to lighten my mood. "Thanks again Beth, I love ya." "Love you too y/n!" Beth gives me the tightest hug in the world. I was used to them off her. She was a hugger for sure.

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End of Part 1

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Tiger Shark

Part 7: The Sail

Chapter 44

I wake up in a room that is definitely not 2138, or 2110, or 2109, or 2289, or 405. It’s also not my room at home in Four. Any of my homes in Four. The house from so long ago when I was so little I barely remember it, the old house on Mako’s street, the Victor’s Village house, Finnick’s house across the street. I can’t be sure it’s not my room in the house Finnick has built in his mind.

The door opens.

“Annie?”

“That’s me,” I rasp. How long has it been? I sound like I haven’t used my voice for a week.

The woman chuckles. “You must be feeling okay then. I just need to run a couple quick tests and ask you a few questions, and then we can get you moved to a real room.”

A real room? Is this not a real room? Maybe I am in Finnick’s imaginary house.

The woman begins examining the machine I am hooked up to. “Do you know where you are?”

“I was in the Capitol. Close to Snow’s mansion. Am I still in the Capitol?”

She doesn’t answer, just goes to her next question. “Who are you?”

I thought I already answered that. I frown. “Annie Cresta. Odair. Maybe I should change that. Legally. Or maybe it’s already done.”

She chuckles again but looks at me like she wants more of an answer.

I go on. “I won the Seventieth Hunger Games. They called me the Tiger Shark of Four. I was reaped for the Quarter Quell. We broke out and some of us went to Thirteen. Then we went to the Capitol to fight. Actually, we went to the Capitol because we were recognizable and pretty, so we were a good propo squad.” I trail off. Alvan and Cashmere are running from the lizard mutts. Boggs’s legs are blown across the block. Gloss paces endlessly. Where is Gloss?

The woman is checking my IV. “What’s the last thing you remember?”

I stare through the opposite wall.

When I finally speak, ten years or three seconds later, my voice is quiet. “The Capitol dropped parachutes. Bombed those kids, and then everyone who went to help them. And-” I sit straight up. “Where’s Cassia?”

The woman frowns, actually looking at me. “Who?”

“Cassia! Cassia Vickers! The little girl who was with us! Finnick and me! On the street!” Panic is rising in my chest. Cassia trusted us, and the first thing the rebels did was leave her? And now that I’m thinking about it, I don’t even know that this woman is with the rebels.

She shakes her head. “They only brought me you two.”

I swing my legs over the side of the bed.

“Whoa!” The woman grabs my shoulders, forcefully but gently. “Annie, you’re safe. I can’t have you running off yet. We haven’t even swept the whole mansion for traps yet.”

I feel like a netted fish. I am breathing too fast but still not getting enough air. My gaze darts from side to side, looking for an exit.

“Annie,” she says. “Annie, if you will wait for five minutes while I check in with the main doctor, then we can get you moved to your new room. Finnick will be there. I promise.”

I nod.

Promises, promises. Round and round we go, and either we’ll prove ourselves honorable, or we’ll prove ourselves liars, and all of it out of our control.

But five minutes later, the woman comes back in with a smile, unhooks my IV and the other machine, and leads me out into the hallway, all the way to the end, and up two flights of stairs. At the end of that hallway, she opens the last door on the right. There is a bed against the far wall, a very comfy looking chair in the corner, and a desk against the near wall. On the desk sits a box. Our box from Thirteen. Katniss’s mother is in the Capitol.

I turn around to say something to the woman, but she is already halfway back to the stairwell, and much closer is someone much more important.

“Finnick!”

I crash into him and he wraps me in a bone-crushing hug.

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No one seems to know where Cassia is. Katniss’s mother, who walked Finnick up to our room in Snow’s mansion, knows only that one of the medics who arrived after the second round of bombs recognized Finnick and me, laying unconscious where the force from the blast had knocked us against the building behind us. He and a few others brought us in. No one mentioned a little girl.

I add her to the list of people I have to mourn now that the war is over. Cassia, Prim, the Preps, Marius, Dalia, Titus, Boggs, Jackson, Homes, Mitchell, Castor, Pollux, Cashmere, Alvan.

Cressida and the Leegs come visit that afternoon. Leeg 2 and Gloss did indeed lose Katniss and Gale, but Leeg 2 realized they’d never find the rest of us, so she got Gloss to a safe spot and the two of them holed up the same way Finnick and I had with Cassia in the bakery.

Cressida tells us that our concern—which is a nice way of putting it—for Cassia has reached Plutarch’s ears. Plutarch knew Titus Vickers, so he’s concerned as well, and is using his connections to launch an under-the-table manhunt for Cassia.

She also tells us Katniss and Peeta were much closer to the bombs than we were. Both were badly burned, but the doctors say they have survived the worst of it and should pull through. The road to recovery will be long and painful though.

That almost makes me laugh. That’s just what being a victor is.

Since there is really nothing else they can do with us, the powers that be decide to put us up in Snow’s mansion until it is time for us to leave the Capitol. Finnick hates it because one hallway is set up exactly how he wanted to do part of our house, but now he can’t stomach the design.

“I hate it, Annie. I’m not building you a house that reminds me of him.”

I hate it because there aren’t enough people here. Johanna and Cecelia are still in Thirteen. Gloss is here, but his mind isn’t. He wanders aimlessly through the hallways. He hasn’t spoken since that day in the sewers. Cashmere isn’t here for her laugh to brighten the place. Alvan isn’t here to make her laugh anyway. Haymitch is drunk. Katniss and Peeta are still in the burn unit.

No one knows what to do with us while we wait. So we wait. We play cards. I draw a marble board and we use some chess pieces as marbles. Finnick still wins most of the time.

Johanna and Cecelia and Beetee arrive the next afternoon. Beetee attends lots of important meetings. The rest of us do not. We play half-hearted games of cards and catch each other up on life. The only good news anyone has, other than the war being over, is that Commander Paylor met Cecelia when she was getting off the hovercraft and told her that Mark and the kids all made it. They will be joining us in the Capitol in a few days, on a hovercraft scheduled to bring in more supplies from Thirteen that will stop in Eight along the way.

We spend the next morning wandering the mansion. I find myself in an office that looks vaguely familiar. It takes a long time to realize it’s because I’ve seen it on TV. This is Snow’s personal office.

I sit down at the desk, open one drawer after another, until, in the bottom left-hand drawer, I find seventy-five files. They are numbered, with 1 in the back and 74 in the front, and each has a name on it. I flip through them. 10 – Lucy Gray Baird, 11 – Mags Flanagan, 25 – Beauregard Farrier, 27 – Beck Sheer, 50 – Haymitch Abernathy, 65 – Finnick Odair, 67 – Augustus Braun, 69 – Megary Fallon, 70 – Annie Cresta, 71 – Johanna Mason, 74 – Katniss Everdeen & Peeta Mellark.

Cecelia, Gloss.

Mags, Alvan, Cashmere.

I pull out my file, remove the piece of paper from the envelope. There is a rose stamped at the bottom. At the top is typed my father’s name. Jade. Coral. Mags has been crossed out. So has Beck. And Megary and Augustus. And so has Finnick. I frown. Then I see the line through my name on the envelope. They crossed us off when they thought we were dead.

I grab Finnick’s next. His parents, Mags, me. All crossed off. It’s weird to see my own name marked to show that I can’t be used to threaten anyone to play nice anymore. Like it was weird to hear Caesar Flickerman talk about me in the past tense and see my Quarter Quell picture on Capitol TV like they would have showed in the arena if I died.

I stare at the stack of files.

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Johanna finds me surrounded by smashed vases and broken decorations. The files are scattered around the desk. I read them all. Gloss had two names in his: Cashmere and Augustus. Megary had over a dozen, all crossed off. Johanna had only her mother, also crossed off. I can’t explain it, but something about seeing the lists did more damage than the Hunger Games ever could have. The knowledge that after everything we went through, the Capitol was willing, prepared, to put us through more, just for their own selfish ends. How many people did Finnick sleep with to keep them from crossing my name off that list? How casually did they kill all fourteen people on Megary’s list, before deciding they just needed to kill her? And the real genius of the Quarter Quell finally hits me. Yes, it was about getting rid of Katniss and Peeta, but rebellion had been brewing among victors long before they joined our ranks. And all the people whose names were drawn were the loudest in their dissent. Johanna, Finnick, Beetee, Katniss. I, in my madness, who was of no real use to the Capitol, would serve their aims better by dying in the arena, so my name was drawn. Peeta, whose death would be useful to destroy Katniss, so his name was drawn. Haymitch volunteered, but I doubt the Capitol would have seen that as a huge loss. Those lists, those precious, horrible lists, weren’t enough, so they designed the perfect way to get rid of their most troublesome victors all at once.

Johanna picks up a few of the papers. “I guess you read them.”

I nod. “I’m sorry about your mom.”

“Me too.” She takes a deep breath. “Sometimes I wish I would have just done what they wanted. But I couldn’t have lived with myself. And that was never what she wanted me to do.” She flips through the papers. “I didn’t realize how many kids got reaped because they were on someone’s list.”

“Me neither.”

Merritt was on Alvan’s list, Cashmere on Gloss’s, Cally on three of Ten’s victors’ lists, and no doubt there are many more that I don’t know simply because their Games were too long ago or they died too early on for their names to find a permanent place in my memory.

Johanna sits down next to me. She is holding my list. “You know what this means though?” She points at my father, Jade, and Coral. “As far as the Capitol knew, and I imagine they were thorough, these three are still alive.”

Finnick slumps in. “Had to go get Gloss again,” he says. The doctors send him after Gloss when he starts wandering into places he shouldn’t. Gloss hasn’t been violent, he’s just a big guy, and the doctors found pretty quickly that he’ll listen to Finnick. “He was all the way…” Finnick trails off, looking at the destroyed décor on the floor and the scattered files, then looking at me. “So,” he says after a pause, “you’ve seen your list.”

I nod. “You were right.” The words are surprisingly hoarse, raspy with emotion. “It was one of the longer ones.” My voice cracks as I hold it up. “They hadn’t crossed off Dad. Or Coral and Jade. Maybe-” I haul in a breath. “Maybe they’re-”

“They’re alive,” Finnick says. “Snow is nothing if not thorough.”

Johanna nods. “He crossed you off based on video evidence. If they’re not crossed off, that means he didn’t even have flimsy proof they were dead. And you know he’d be watching.”

They’re right, of course. But I don’t want to get my hopes up. I know how Cecelia felt, all those weeks ago, in the hospital when she first got to Thirteen. She spent weeks not knowing about her family. And now the war is over and I still don’t know about mine.

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We have been there for another two days when we are sitting on a second-floor balcony, bundled in blankets against the frigid cold, watching the continued chaos of the very end of the war and the cleanup around the mansion. Johanna is in an appointment with her head doctor. Cecelia is waiting at the landing pad for Mark and the kids. Finnick and I are shivering in the cold, but can’t bear to go back inside. Inside is where the ghosts are. The ghosts and the lists.

The ground is pockmarked with small craters from the bombs. Pockmarked like our skin after the fog. Two people are staggering across the middle, just like Johanna hauling Nuts and Volts out of the jungle.

The jabberjays scream and the buffalo stampede.

Finnick leaps to his feet.

One of the people has fallen. The other tries to get them back up on their feet, then to pick them up and carry them, but they take two steps and collapse.

Finnick is moving.

I follow, trying to see what he sees, what is so important. I feel like I’m looking through thick morning fog and moving through chest-deep water.

“Let them through!” Finnick shouts.

I see now the dozen guards forming up in front of the two, who look about as threatening as Cassia Vickers.

I wonder what has happened to Cassia Vickers. If we’ll ever know. If the rebels got ahold of her and just killed her.

“Let them through!”

And then I see it. It’s like the fog has burned off and I can swim like a swordfish.

I pass Finnick, who is laughing as he bounds down the stairs that lead to the front garden. One of the guards steps into my path but I shove past him. I am the Tiger Shark.

I drop to my knees next to them, and I am laughing too as tears stream down my cheeks and I want to ask a million questions but all that comes out is “How?”

Cashmere smiles weakly, puts a hand on Alvan’s shoulder where he lays next to her, and slumps forward against me.

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Weird dream #2

Well i guess that first one wasnt weird. Pretty standard if you ask me. But it was the first time i ACTUALLY dreamed about interacting with Liam in a whileeee. Like a dream where we were talking and joking and i felt in love, and so attractd to him. Its been....what feels like months since any dreams like that. 

Anyone this one was actually weird. As i teased to, Alpha and Mk came to a party I was at. Initially this party was like in a college setting. Me returning to SC like normal and meeting all the youngins. There were these squad boys who were like obsessed with me. Wouldnt stop talking to me and stuff and they thought i was so cool. But literally it was euphoric in that ALL my friends were there. Like everyone who i truly love and trust in my life. Like from ancient spa, from new spa. It was so great I was ELATED. 

Having the best time. But was also in comfy clothes, felt a little ugly. Not completely but for sure not a bad bitch. And here comes fucking alpha walking in WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND. I was immediately so put off and uncomfortable, and insecure and taken back to this high school place of anxiety. Despite being surrounded with so many people that genuinely love me. Like isnt that so insane that he could make me feel so small again so quickly? 

Then things morphed into what felt like a family party. It was a party for Lia actually. And im like LOST on who invited them but im just pissed bc like what a buzzkill now i have to not get too drunk and dodge them all night. Like they had no friends here? so i dont know why i was worried about looking uncool, but for some reason when i looked at my room of friends i was afraid this would be the ONE moment they would neglect me or something. 

So i got nervous and went upstairs to take a breather in lias room. Mind you this is a family party, and i went there to escape, like bedrooms are off limits to random guests. The room also felt like a small attic. It was rlly tiny in there. So i go, Ia comes in and i start explaining to her like wtf?? my ex is downstairs and the girl who was in between us when we stopped talking. And she was like what? which one downstairs? And then she was like “is he the tall, (hot) one?” ANd i didnt even need to clarify. I was like yes the tall, blonde, hot ken looking guy thats him :/ 

THEN!! As we’re talking about him HE AND MK WALK IN THE ROOM.  And i didnt know if i should be like.....? gtfo but why did they feel comfortable doing that, who invited them, what the FUCK IS GOING ON. hOW DID you find me. 

And it turns out they were genuinely coming in to hangout....like make small talk. And im like this is the fucking twilight zone, does he think we’re friends? Like its a cramped room and he sat down on the floor right in front of me and tried talking to ia like they were buds man???? ;) 

And ia is outright ignoring him cause shes riding for me, but then i felt awkward and felt pressure to be fake. And it was so weird. 

Mk tried causally talking about good places to get ur nails done in town and trying to make conversation. And i felt so UNCOMFY. Like it felt like someone just came into my bedroom unannounced, when i thought the door was locked, and i wasnt decent, and i didnt even know they were coming over. 

So. fucking. odd. 

Why did i have a dream where alpha was trying to look hot and be friends :((

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Kamen Rider Amazons and Ultraman X Episode 7

Kamen Rider Amazons Episode 7

Will, this was such a fun slice of life sort of episode until the inevitable turn around at the end. It was really fun watching Haruka just hang around and train with the execution squad as some sort of family.

Of course when things are a bit happier, that means the heavier stuff come around and yeah, that was the plot involving the girl hanged on the power line. We did really see that happen and see Haruka's conviction challenged and crushed because he failed. Man.

Yeah, this was such a hard episode to check out.

Ultraman X Episode 7

On the other hand, this episode was yet another comfy time. Sure, there was an enemy that followed our prince showed up and threatened the Earth pretty classic Ultraman style and had X jump in the way of the monster's freezing ray.

Yeah, the continuous work of Xios putting their heart into everything was amazing and so was there inevitable kindness too. Plus all the team work and boosts of technology too which led to the saving of X too then everyone worked together too. How is this show so wholesome?

Can't wait or more.

So yeah, sorry for the delay if you are reading these posts. I have too many projects to work on.