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[niinnyu]

Her.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Eri Reader x Straw Hats Part 15

Someone close to me asked me for the next part of this- I hope you all enjoy!

-The new ship was so big!! You could run around all day and still keep finding new stuff no matter where you looked, be it the new aquarium to the massive new kitchen and dining room, even Nami’s grove looked new, despite it still being the same thing as before.

-Franky soaked up your praise, he could listen to you gushing about the ship he built and never get bored of hearing about it, something he gloated to the others- playfully teasing them.

-You were in the galley, eating some apple slices in the shape of bunnies that Sanji had made for you when Zoro called out on the overhead page about a barrel in the water.

-It was fished out and everyone was curious as what it could be, as Nami said it was an offering to the sea, but instead of snacks and drinks, a bright red light shot up, shooting into the sky.

-You fell back, looking up in shock as the loud sound had scared you, instantly running to Robin who kneeled, holding you close as you trembled lightly.

-Nami then shouted for everyone to make evasive maneuvers, as she sensed an incoming storm and as the wind picked up, Franky used it as an opportunity to show off to you again, a huge set of paddlewheels, the Soldier Dock Channel 0, and the crew made their escape.

-As the sky darkened, thick fog covering the sky, turning it basically into nighttime, Nami said that you were all in a place called the Florian Triangle.

-You remembered Kokoro talking to your big brother about that, apparently it was a place where ships and crews went missing, and was regarded as a dark and evil place.

-Usopp and Chopper both screamed, as Usopp hadn’t been around to hear about this, while Chopper was terrified as they ran to their room, looking for things to banish evil spirits.

-You tugged on Robin’s hand lightly, “What’s a spirit?” she smiled down at you, patting you head, “The souls of dead people.” Instantly many, Nami, Sanji, and Usopp, were yelling at her, telling her not to scare you.

-Someone singing then filled the air and everyone froze, looking around, trying to figure out where it was coming from before a massive ship, one that dwarfed Sunny by quite a lot, crept up the side of the ship.

-Eyes all went up and your eyes widened in more awe rather than fear, seeing a skeleton with an afro looking down at everyone, or at least you believed he was looking at you- as he had no eyes.

-Luffy immediately wanted to explore and go see that skeleton, while others were quickly panicking and in the end, everyone was going to draw lots to see who would go.

-You tugged on Zoro’s pants as everyone reached for one, “I can’t reach!” he ruffled your hair lightly with his free hand, “You’re not going Y/N.” you pouted up to him, giving him puppy dog eyes, something Usopp taught you, “Aww- please~” he put his hand over your face, hiding it as he wouldn’t be able to resist.

-You watched from the safety of the Sunny as Luffy, Sanji, and Nami all boarded the ship.

-Only minutes later you were staring up at this super tall skeleton who greeted everyone warmly, introducing himself as Brook, and much to most everyone’s horror, Luffy announced that Brook joined the crew.

-Brook felt your eyes and he kneeled down, “Hello there, young lady, may I have the pleasure of knowing your name?” Nami was ready to throttle him if he were to ask to see your panties, but calmed, only until she panicked, seeing you grab his hand, holding it with both of yours, sparkly-eyed, “I’ve never met a skeleton before!”

-Usopp and Chopper were panicking that you seemed to like Brook, asking him questions and Brook couldn’t help but smile, on the side, feeling touched by your curiosity and seeing that you weren’t afraid of him.

-Brook was stunned when you reached up, cupping his bony cheeks, “Does it hurt, being a skeleton? Do you want me to heal you?” Sanji, Robin, Luffy, and Nami all immediately shouted, “NO!” surprising you.

-Brook was stunned silent, hearing your offer before he took your hands in his own, and you felt like he was smiling down at you, “Thank you Y/N- but I am content with the way I am. I can’t make skull jokes if I’m not a skeleton after all yo-ho-ho!!”

-Brook joined you all for dinner and he told everyone his tale about how he became a living skeleton, and what had happened when his shadow and his reflection had been stolen.

-When you ran outside, following the others after a ghost appeared, which scared Brook, your eyes went wide, finding the ship entrapped in a massive floating fortress called Thriller Bark.

-Once again, you had been told that you were to stay on the ship, as your family didn’t want you to be put at risk, as you watched Nami, Usopp, and Chopper going off on the Mini Merry, before you nearly fell as something was pulling the ship closer to the island in the center of the fortress.

-As the ship made it to a dock, you weren’t prepared for it to be in a giant spider web, and you saw the Mini Merry, but there was nobody in it, scaring you as you hugged Luffy’s leg, wanting to know where they were, “I’m scared big brother.”

-Luffy just beamed down at you, reaching a hand down, “Don’t worry Y/N- we’ll be fine!” you knew that Luffy always told you the truth and you nodded, no longer feeling as scared.

-Walking through this unknown and scary looking island, you held onto Luffy’s hand, moving to Sanji when Luffy tried to push a zombie back down into his grave, telling him to get back in his hole.

-There were so many zombies, ones that had big wounds, but they didn’t seem to be bothered, they weren’t in pain as the zombies were quickly defeated.

-You then spotted more ghosts, like the ones that appeared on the ship and you were scared, seeing them floating through Luffy, Franky, and Zoro, causing them to fall to their knees, immediately depressed.

-You tensed, freezing in fear as one of the ghosts flew through you and everything froze as nothing happened. You wiggled your hands, looking up at the confused ghosts who tilted their heads to the side and you did the same.

-You giggled as they all flew at you, rushing though you and like before, nothing happened as Luffy was soon back to normal, finding the effect from these ghosts only temporary.

-Sanji picked you up as the ghosts flew off, you waving goodbye to them, “Bye-bye ghosts!” and he was curious while Zoro poked your cheek lightly, “Why didn’t the ghosts affect Y/N? Is she too young?” nobody had an answer.

-When you all came across a human man, he begged Luffy to get his and the others their shadows back, which would put all the zombies back to sleep, and a Warlord of the Sea, Gecko Moria, was the thief.

-Luffy agreed to do so, wanting to help these people, as he would also be helping Brook, who was nowhere to be seen, and if Brook was to join, he needed his shadow back so he could be out in the sunshine.

-Elsewhere, in Dr. Hogback’s tower, the ghosts all entered, looking panicked as they went to their master, telling them about the child and she was curious, “A kid? You all didn’t affect her?” this made her curious before she headed downstairs, searching out Moria to tell him this bit of information.

-The zombie generals were scary, but seeing Luffy in a suit of armor was amazing- he was like the knight in shining armor in your picture books!

-Robin and Franky took you and ran, getting away from the area, so Luffy could go wild, so he didn’t risk hurting you and you hugged Robin around her neck, your eyes clenched closed as you were now getting scared again.

-As the three of you were cornered by the generals that managed to escape Luffy, Franky smashed the bridge you were all on and Robin tossed you to Franky, “Wings!” your eyes went huge, seeing her hands turning into a set of massive wings as Franky held you close before sending out his Strong Right to grab the ledge.

-Tararan was quickly back on the attack and Franky set you down and you ran and hid while Robin and Franky began to fight this spider like zombie.

-You gasped out, “Mama!” and Robin turned, crying out as she was captured by spider mice, trapping her in webbing and as Franky tried to help, he got pinned and stuck in the webbing as well.

-You were trembling in fear, watching from behind a low wall, scared, before you heard, “Yo-ho-ho~ yo-ho-ho-ho~” the song was beautifully haunting, your eyes going wide as your tears slowly calmed before Brook appeared.

-You smiled, seeing Brook easily take care of Tararan before freeing Robin and Franky as the spider mice all fled. You ran out, “Brook!” the skeleton turned, hearing your voice and he was stunned as he kneeled when you leapt into his arms, your little arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.

-Tears welled in his eye sockets, feeling the warmth of your embrace as Robin came over, “Are you all right Y/N?” you nodded, before Brook explained that Hogback collects the bodies of people and then brings them back to life with Moria’s powers, with the ability to steal shadows, putting the zombies under his control, but there was one thing Brook knew that worked to release the shadows from the zombies, salt.

-You laid low for a while, until something seemed to rock the whole massive ship, something massive and your eyes widened, seeing a giant climbing to the top of the mast, declaring that he would be the Pirate King.

-Your eyes widened, easily able to recognize the personality, just like some of the zombies you came across that acted like other people, “Luffy?!” Franky and Robin were shocked, looking up at this massive giant body of Oars, stunned that you were able to tell that this was Luffy!

-As the three of you were running towards the massive body, seeing Usopp and Chopper there, an invisible hand shot out and grabbed you, making you cry out.

-Robin turned, unable to see who was holding you as you seemed to be disappearing, vanishing out of their sight as your eyes were wide in fear, scared, “Mama!!”

-Instantly everyone was panicking, seeing that you were gone, and when Robin told Usopp, and after he found the sleeping bodies of Zoro, Sanji, and Luffy on the ship, as they had their shadows taken, he instantly shouted, “Y/N’s been taken!!” this instantly had them up and they were quickly rushing in

-You were safe, after Absolom had taken you, with you passing out in the process, in Perona’s room, sleeping soundly, after a zombie took you there, after Usopp made her faint with his trick attack, unaware that you had been brought there moments after he left.

Hogback had nearly come unglued, hearing that these pirates were the Straw Hats, and the child Perona told him about was you!

-They just needed to get rid of the Straw Hats and they would be able to experiment and research as they pleased

-When he first heard about you, hearing the government’s want of you, he knew that there was something special about you- and he was determined to figure out what, the same went for Moria, who was curious on what made you so special.

-You’re not sure how much time had passed, but you were woken up by a princess… a princess?! Your eyes went wide, seeing Perona who told you that something was attacking the island, and that she was going to escape and take you with her, planning on taking Sunny.

-The zombies loaded up all the treasure and food onto Sunny and you heard footsteps as a large, bear shaped zombie was holding you, keeping you from running around but not hurting you.

-You saw a large man, whom Perona introduced as Bartholomew Kuma, another Warlord of the Sea, and he asked Perona if she worked with Moria, trying to make her escape, she told him no and your eyes went wide, seeing that he made her disappear.

-Nami ran onto the ship, “Y/N!” you gasped, the zombie letting you go as the two of you ran to each other, leaping into her arms as you broke down, crying loudly.

-Kuma just stared at the two of you as Nami shifted, ready to defend you, before he turned and walked off, leaving the two of you with the zombies on the ship, who looked panicked, before they all leapt into the sea, running from Nami who had a bag of salt, freeing the shadows.

-Nami swallowed, knowing that she needed to get back to the others to help her against Oars, but she didn’t want to leave you alone, fighting with herself on what to do before an explosion from the battle captured her attention.

-Nami swept you into her arms and pushed you into the galley, “Stay here Y/N!” you panicked, trying to keep ahold of her as she ran out, locking the door behind her as you beat on the door, “Don’t leave! Nami!!”

-You broke down, crying heavily, not knowing what was happening with your family, as you tried to get out, but you weren’t strong enough to get out by yourself. Your hands started to bleed from your pounding on the door, desperate to get out, not wanting to be locked away again, even if it was to keep you safe.

-Your powers flared as you hit the door once more, covering the door and you seemed to reverse the door, as it splintered and broke, returning to pieces of cut wood, giving you your freedom and you ran back onto Thriller Bark.

-You heard explosions, the sounds of fighting all around you, but you couldn’t seem to find your way to the fight, wanting to help in any way that you could and lucky you, a massive fist broke a wall some ways behind you, giving you an opening straight to the fight.

-You saw everyone injured, fighting hard and your eyes went wide, seeing Luffy looking different, his skin now purple-ish in color, looking almost like a zombie and tears welled, “Luffy!!”

-His head shot over, seeing you and Moria, inside Oars’ body, saw you too as the massive hand went down to grab you, “There you are!” you froze, seeing this hand coming towards you and instantly, you were stunned, seeing Luffy easily punching it away from you.

-Sanji shouted at you to hide, not wanting you to be captured and you did as you were told, hiding behind a wall, unable to get close to anyone to help heal them.

-You collapsed to your rear after the long fight, sighing in relief before you ran out, running to Nami who hugged you tightly as you sobbed into her chest, hearing her apologize for locking you away.

-The following day was a day of celebration, now that all of the shadows had been freed, including Brook’s and now he was free to be out in the sun as much as he wanted, which made you smile.

-You were stunned to learn that Brook was part of the crew that knew your friend, the whale Laboon, and you smiled up at Brook as he had you in his lap, “Laboon is still waiting! We promised to go see him too!”

-Brook hugged you close, sobbing quietly, learning that the whale he promised all those years ago was still waiting, thanking you for making him so happy.

-As you enjoyed listening to Brook playing along with Usopp, you were unaware that Ace was in danger, as Luffy kept it from you, not wanting you to worry, after seeing Ace’s Vivre Card burning, knowing Ace could handle himself.

-On the other side of the ship, Robin, Chopper, Luffy, Sanji, and Nami were talking about what had happened on Thriller Bark, with Perona’s ghosts which affected everyone else. Robin glanced over at you, seeing you smiling brightly at Brook, “It affected everyone, no matter the age. The only thing I can think of is… much like Usopp, who is always negative, Y/N was unaffected because she’s felt worse.” Eyes narrowed, in both anger and worry, worried for you and angry at whoever put you through what hell you went through.

-You couldn’t wait for your next adventure!

[babygirl-riley]

My Future

“Can’t you hear me…I’m not coming home.”

The solo mission that turned both yours and Simon’s life around.

Warnings: angst, fluff, swearing, blood, violence

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The heartbeat. Thumping. At first it was fast then slowly it became more like a white noise. You leaned against the tree as you watched the snow slowly. The white was beautiful as it surrounded the trees, animals eventually came around after the shooting ended. It was like a painting. Instead you ruined it.

The white around you was more crimson red. Formed around the area you were seated at. You were surrounded, it was suppose to be a scouting mission. Before you warned Laswell about the Russians being stationed at the base that they were led too. Gun shots rang out.

“Shit Bravo 0-9 I’ve been compromised.” You cursed as you dodged as much bullets as you could.

You felt the hit, felt the bullet getting lodged into your arm. It made you fall from the force from it. As you got up your leg went. You panted as you turned shooting your gun hitting a couple of men, they fell cursing the land red. “Bravo 0-9 how copy?” Laswell asked sorry behind her voice.

You grumbled as you got up, trying to get further away from the site. “Copy.” You whispered hissing at the pain.

“What’s your status?”

You inhaled deeply before feeling the same pain from the shoulder and leg. Instead hitting square in the middle of your back. “Fuck!” You yelled smacking into the ground.

You felt nauseated once your face felt the cold sinking into your cheek. Fuck. Fuck. You heard the footsteps crunching closer. You heard the Russian language blaring through their radios. You waited until they came closer having your pistol out, shooting both.

You laid against the tree trying to get yourself to get up. You had to find shelter sooner rather than later. You had to stop the bleeding, needed to get warm. It was getting dark as well, you could get eaten or worse found.

You hissed as you looked over at your radio. Fuck. Busted. You inhaled deeply finally getting up, you held your side feeling the warmth seeping in your hand. It was freezing, you were getting more and more tired. What if no one finds you? You had to leave clues for the team. If they come to you.

You found your med kit and made a quick bandages for all the areas. You hoped that this would hold until helped arrived. At least you would hope they would. You looked around the bodies licking up ammo and knives then headed in your way.

You eventually attempted to carve 141 on trees. Hoping to god they would find it. Find you. You weren’t ready to die. You thought you would have doing this job. Now you couldn’t. Not since you and Simon. Not since you found your future. Your happiness.

“Ya shouldn’ go alone.” Simon mumbled watching you pack a small bag.

“It’s only a couple of days Si, it won’t be bad.” You answered stuffing more clothing in your small bag. “Plus it’s just observing a couple of fumbling idiots far away. Nothing will happen.”

Simon didn’t like the answer you knew that, just how silent he went you knew. He sighed. “You never know if they know you will be there.”

You looked over at him, he want looking at you, arms folded, staring at the blank wall. “No I don’t, we just can’t think like that Si,” He shuffled his face back to you, you knew that look like the back of your hand. He gave it to rookies that knew the answer to a question when they didn’t answer it correctly. You chuckled sighed. “Simon worst case alright? If they know, I will fight like a bat out of hell. You know I don’t go down easy.”

He hummed and walked over to you lifting his mask up to his nose, ghosting over your lips. “If I have to come and save ya, I will beat you myself.”

You smiled and rolled your eyes before giving him a peck. “Yes sir.”

Don’t go down easy alright. You scoffed out loud from that memory. You couldn’t believe that you said that, you jinxed it. Your blood not staying inside you, not following that one order. You were going to die here. Alone.

You tumbled, you sighed and grunted as you hit the snow. It was cold but felt so nice from the heat coming off of you. You laid there for a moment, before scooting yourself up against a tree. You’re going to die right here. Hearing your heartbeat thump too hard to hear anything else. “I don’t want to die yet.” You whispered feeling tears prick your eyes.

You looked up to watch small specks of white falling and hitting the ground around you. It was beautiful, the green peaking through the white. It was like being in a painting. You had to stay focus if you couldn’t move at least stay wake. You inhaled deeply feeling your lip quiver.

“Maybe just a little shut eye,” Yoh felt your eyes growing heavy. You placed your hand on one of the bandages, crimson seeping through. “Damn it.”

That’s when it hit you, the crimson around you was forming bigger and seeping through the white. Like a plague. You inhaled deeply. Fuck. “Just a small shut eye.” You mumbled letting the darkness take over.

You thought you died until you felt a small push cause you to snap awake. You groaned, eyes not wanting to open. “Cap I found her!” The Scottish accent boomed in your ears.

“So-Soap?” You croaked finally opening your eyes, the shine of a light made you snap your eyes shut.

“Fucking hell yer alive!” Soap said cheering laughing as well. “Bravo team she is breathing barely! Lots of blood loss. We gotta get her out of her pronto.”

You looked over at Soap, pleading not to move. You were stiff. Cold. Yet you felt nothing. Not until a warmth soaked through you. Looking down you saw he placed small packs of heating pads on you. Soap looked up as he also was finding the wounds and wrapping them again once blood oozed out.

“Y/n,” You smiled, that voice. That deep beautiful voice. “Hey. Hey look at up love.”

You slowly turned your head the other way noticing Simon placing his gun down looking over at Soap. Soap frowned and shook his head. “Simon.” You whispered.

He was frozen in spot. Soap basically told him you might not make it. He scanned your body most likely has frostbite. Blood was stained everywhere. Your skin paler than normal. Cracked lips. Glossy eyes.

“No talking right now,” He answered starting to pull things out of his kit. “We gotta get ya safe yeah?”

“‘M serious love,” He followed you as you went into the bathroom. “I will beat your arse.”

You chuckled. “Simon I have done this time and time again. It’s like another day on the beach.”

Simon didn’t have a good feeling about this one. Something was off. The intel didn’t look right. Not at least to him. It could be cause yes you were going alone. Yes he didn’t want you hurt. Price warned him before talking to you about the mission. He wanted to go with you but couldn’t. You were the best for this mission.

“I will be home.” You said kissing his cheek. “Then we can go drink whiskey in the city.”

You coughed blood spurting on your lips. “That’s not good.” You whispered leaning your head back.

“No look at me Sargent,” Simon ordered having your eyes flutter to him. God please if there is one have her make it. “Remember we talked about that dog.”

You smirked. “Si,” You coughed again swallowing deeply. “Don’t coy.”

Soap snapped his eyes at his lieutenant. He even knew that Ghost was distracting you from the reality that was setting in. Simon couldn’t think of it. No denying it until you took that final breath. You’ll be fine. He couldn’t loose you. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever.

Simon went on about the dog, you mentioned on getting a puppy since both of you agreed on no kids. A puppy would be a start. Being together would be a start. The future would be the start. You knew your future was ending here. You could feel yourself fading. You were in the snow too long. Blood loss. You had no future. He did though. So you let him ramble as you gripped into his sleeve while he worked.

Simon ignored the stare of you and Soap. Deep down he knew. Right now it’s the dog and blood he has to handle. His mind racing on what the future will hold for both of you. It was always something to talk about between the two of you.

The future was always talked about what to do about it and go about it. Never did he think that it would be you bleeding out in the snow. In front of him. Watching his future becoming more dark each small breath you took. Until your hand released his jacket. That his future took a different route than yours.

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Looped Sun 15

Loop #451

Mumbo wasn't sure about trying out Double Life, especially in a null loop like this one...but Grian had asked and he wasn't able to say no. So there he was, ready to see how this would go down.

TangoTek was blown up by a creeper.

Solidaritygaming died.

Mumbo didn't expect Tango to die the same way so he had to assume they were unawake this time around. It had been a while since they looped together now that he tought about it. Oh well.

Skizz: Hey man!

Mumbo: O-oh! You are here too?

Skizz: Sure thing!

Mumbo: O-oh...have you found your soulmate yet mate?

Skizz: No, have you?

Mumbo: ... Not really. Do you think...?

Skizz: No hurt in checking! Come on dude, punch me!

Mumbo: Oh pants! Uh... here you go?

Turns out they were soulmates, guess it made sense since the other pairs seemed to be the same.

Mumbo: I see skeletons!

Skizz: I'm on them!

Mumbo: Try not to die please?

Skizz: What's up!? What's up!?

Mumbo: O-oh I'll help!! Wait for me!

Well, they didn't win...not that he expected them to. It was lots of fun though.

Loop #453

Pearl had loved her first Avatar the last airbender loop, Katara had been a great teacher and she still used waterbending often... She didn't like this specific Avatar loop though, mostly because she was stuck as a fish.She got it of course, moon spirit, PearleascentMoon, sge wasn't stupid... but still being a fish in small small pond while swimming in literal circles is mind numbing.

Then of course came the general who tried to kill her, which was rude by the way, and she had to deal with him...fortunately chaos magic still worked as a fish.

Loop #457

Grian: And that's Uno.

Jimmy: No! No! You can't let him win.

Tango: I got nothing...

Mumbo: M-me neither. Scott?

Scott: ...Pearl? ... I'm sorry, +4.

Pearl: Don't worry mate, I got you. +4.

Grian: What!? Noo! Pearl why!?!

Jimmy: And It's my turn!

Grian: Ok, what if we traded?

Pearl: Go on.

Grian: I'll give you one of the red properties so you can get the monopoly if you give me that one.

Pearl: So you can get a monopoly too?

Grian: It's a win-win.

Pearl: ... Sure. Here you go.

Grian: I hate this. I hate life.

Mumbo: O-oh!

Scott: Look at the bright side.

Grian: What bright side?

Scott: Jimmy is sucking so bad.

Grian: You what, you are right. The game of life is my favorite now.

Jimmy: Wha- hey.

Tango: I mea ... He's not lyificating.

Jimmy: Rancher, you too? Betrayal!

Mumbo: Oh ...ok... Before blank all we had was blank.

Pearl: Ooh a double.

Scott: I have an idea but I also hate it.

Jimmy: I ...don't like this game...

Tango: Well, here goes nothing.

Mumbo: Ok let's see... Before s-sexy pillow fights all we had was gladiator fights? I don't get it...

Pearl: Yeah that was just boring.

Grian: Listen, I had 0. Absolutely 0 good cards.

Jimmy: I like this one a lot better.

Grian: Timmy ... Timmy this is not a game, It's Mumbo's tarot card.

Jimmy: I stand with what I said. So what did I get?

Mumbo: Oh! That's the... that's the fool.

Jimmy: Nice! ... What does it mean?

Mumbo: Youth... and luck...it depends.

Loop #459 (part 1)

Jimmy: Uh, were are we?

Tango: It looks like a dungeon entrance?

Jimmy: Well, I got that.

Scott: Oh fuck I know what loop this is. This is bad.

Tango: You do?

Scott: This is fear and hunger.

Jimmy: ... Oh...I heard about it. The very non pg one?

Tango: Are the two of you going to share.

Scott: This... We can do this, It's not a null loop or anything. It should be doable.

Scott: It's...really dark. Darker then the game.

Tango: I can have my flame hair on, it might help.

Jimmy: Or I could do the sun incantation? Make my hair glow.

Scott: No, no. You need to sing for it to work, we can't risk your throat getting tired too early on.

Jimmy: ...Alright.

Tango: Aren't you like a god of order Scott? Can't you do anything to help?

Scott: Not really, my divinity here is really diminished for some reason. Probably the influence of the old gods.

Jimmy: Wait I hear a voice!

Tango: Uh!? Where!?

Jimmy: It's...

Jimmy enveloped himself with a thin layer of Listener magic.

Jimmy: That way!

Tango: What-

Scott: Since when are you a Listener?

Jimmy: Pretty early on in my loops, it happens sometimes. Oh, I hear it again. It sounds young!

Tango: A door?

Jimmy: We obviously need to get to other side!

Scott: Let me try something.

And in a flash of blue Scott is gone... A few seconds later the door opens with Scott behind it.

Scott: The tesseract still works.

Jimmy: Is that a little girl?

Tango: Why is she in a cage? Scott?

Scott: ... It's complicated...just help me get her out.

Tango: The cage doesn't look too hard to breakificate. Just pull a bit and uh... It's harder then it looks. I'm going to melt it-

Scott: And risk molten metal getting on the girl?

Tango: Point... I'll just use an axe.

Jimmy: Hello there! Who are you?

Girl: ...

Jimmy: Right uh... I'll introduce myself first if you want.

Girl: ...

Jimmy: Right, I'm Jimmy, that's Tango and that is Scott.

Girl: ...

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red light-woosan

 

     

pairing- dancer! woosan x chubby POC ! reader summary: You go out to a club with your friends and find yourself in a 0-100 situation.

      Walking into any club can make you extremely nervous. But this one for some reason, made my stomach do weird things. As I walked in, trailing behind my friend Livia, I started to notice the red lights coming from down the hall, in the direction we were going. As we entered the main area, I quickly looked around liking to know what my surroundings always looked like. As I look around more and more, I start to notice some of the men are dressed alike. They were all dressed in ripped loose pants and no shirt. The red lights around made their bodies look Godly.

            No wonder Livia chose this one.

            “Aren’t they so hot?!” Livia yells next to you. I pull my eyes away from the beautiful men and looked at her nodding. I don’t say anything because this whole situation makes me so nervous, and I didn’t want to sound stupid. I continue to look trying to find a safe spot I can go so I don’t feel in the way of the entrance.

            Livia had mentioned that this club had a no foreigner rule, so everyone that walked past me took a long look. And I mean they didn’t even try to hide the fact that they were staring. But being in Korea as a thicker POC, it’s expected.

            We walk further inside, and I notice that all the men are dancing with pretty girls in pretty dresses.

            “They are the dancers here! They are supposed to just walk up to anyone and ask them to dance.” Livia yells over the music. That’s actually a good idea since a lot of the clubs have people just standing around. But I also couldn’t imagine dancing for hours on end.

            I couldn’t help but to notice how all the guys were dancing with smaller and pretty women. I’m not insecure, but things like that makes me a little sad because there’s no chance any of them are willing to dance with me. I’m bigger and not Korean. I don’t feed into my insecurities though. If they don’t want to dance with me then its their loss, not mine.         

            I head to the bar as my friend heads to the dance floor wanting to dance right away. She fits perfectly in with the crowds. A daunting thought in the back of my mind makes me think that I would take up most of the space so why even attempt to go down there. I’ll probably be the only one not dancing with someone. But that’s the thing, I don’t need anyone to have fun and I knew Livia had my back and would drop any guy to help me out, she’s done it before. There were also times where I had to push her back because I didn’t want her dropping everything when I’m a little down.

I ordered the strongest drink and continued to look around. There are regular lights here at the bar. The red lights are mainly on the dance floor, so it was much easier to see around me. As I look around, I notice so many pretty women, and I stare in awe. The men were also drop dead gorgeous.

            I’ve gotten used to being the bigger girl here. For the first 6 months of living here. It did hurt a bit when everyone seemed to go after Livia more. But she fit the beauty standard, especially since she is half Korean herself.  I’m black and white. A thick girl, standing at (height) and (weight). I wore it well, at least I thought I did until I got here.

            After about a year here, I was used to how they treated me. Concluded that I’m not here for love, I’m here to experience Korea itself, and to enjoy myself. I started to go to the gym more as well, makes me feel better overall.

 I sipped on my drink when I got it, enjoying the sight of Livia dancing with all types of people. I laugh when she pushes another dancer for one of the shirtless guys.

            On the far side of the room, the floor rises a bit and there was a metal fence along it, allowing people to lean over and watch the dancers. I couldn’t help but notice two shirtless guys leaning against each other and staring in my direction.

My heart starts to beat fast, there’s no way they are looking at me. I look around and see other girls standing next to me at the bar, either ordering a drink or trying to get their man to get them one. I sigh finishing my drink, I turn around and order another one. I start to wonder when I would get the balls to stand up and go dance with Livia.

            I peek over at the two guys again. They are now leaning over the railing. Its like they noticed me looking there way again because at the same time they both look up in my direction. My eyes widen and I quickly turn back around as if I got caught doing something that I wasn’t supposed to be doing.

Dammit, I think to myself. Now they know I was looking there way. Fuck it, I peek again. I could hardly tell them apart other than one being slightly taller than the other and the body was built slightly different. The red lights are not helping. They both look like they have black hair, brushed back with some strands in front of their faces. One runs his hand up into his hair, pushing some back.

            The taller one looks over to the person who walked up to him and talks to them. I noticed he had a half up and half down style. He then gets pulled away. I quickly look away when the bartender slams the drink down next to me and moves on to the next order. I grabbed it and held the straw against the ice so I could drink it all at once. I set the cup down and look back over seeing neither of the men. Damn, they were a nice sight to see.

            I looked back down to look for Livia, but I couldn’t see her due to there being so many people. But I did peep at her white dress amongst the crowd, allowing me to calm down a bit. I don’t want to be left here alone.

            I think that I want to just chill here at the bar until Livia is ready to go. Maybe another night I will feel more comfortable. I order another shot wanting to get a little more wasted.  

            See, I don’t mind being a bigger girl. In fact, I love my body. But other people’s eyes and thoughts on my body practically shove me back into the insecure locker I was trying to desperately get out of my whole life.

            Like I thought, the shot made me feel great. I spun around in my seat to maybe get a look for Livia again and maybe join her, but someone was blocking my view. It was a shirtless guy, and he kind of looked like the one you were looking at earlier across the room. His hands were tucked in his front pockets, he slowly tilts his head while keeping eye contact with you. I suddenly get really confused and look around and even behind me (Even though there was only a bartender behind me and helping someone else.) He slowly walks up and stands in front of me. His thighs hit my knees as I sat in the bar stool. I couldn't help but to think that if I opened my legs a little, he could fit right between.

            Oh! Maybe he wanted a drink. I slowly try and move around him, but his eyes never leave me.

            “Sorry, Ill get out of your way…” I mumbled, hoping that he would get the hint and move back a little so I could leave without bumping into him accidentally. But his hand reaches out and stops me. I pause and look down at his huge pale hand caressing my arm.

            “You’re not in my way.” He leans in and whispers in my ear. Maybe he said it normally, the club is loud, and I can’t really hear anything over the sound of my rapidly beating heart. Little did you know, you were making his heartbeat extremely fast too. He doesn’t drink, and this is his job, meaning he rarely gets nervous. He’s confident in himself.

            “Why aren’t you dancing?” He asks me with a little smile. I just shrug my shoulders, not really knowing how to answer him. He grabs both of your hands in his and he rubs his thumbs across the top. I can’t help but stare at our hands together. He slowly brings one of my hands up and my eyes follow. He slowly leaves a kiss on top of my fingers smiling at the fact that our eyes are now connected. His lips leave a warm touch, making my heartbeat faster.

            “A pretty girl like you must be waiting for someone to ask her, mhm?” He says smoothly. I really had a hard time saying anything. His eyes were so sharp, his skin so smooth. His gaze hurts, so I quickly look away.

            He suddenly brings both of my hands up and lays them flat against his chest. One hand feels the pounding of his heart and the other one feels the warmth of his chest. His heart starts beating faster as his hands push my hands down, to trail against the hard muscles on his torso. I couldn’t help myself but bend my fingers at the tips and allow my nails to scratch him along the way. Making him flinch and lean into me. I squeeze my thighs at his reaction.

            “Fuck,” He whimpers in my ear. Now my heart is beating out of my chest. I feel his breathing calm down a bit. “Dance with me. Please dance with me. I want-no. I need to feel you against me while we dance.” He pleads in my ear. Two thoughts come up. In America there is these people called fat fuckers or chubby chasers. Who simply wants you because you’re a BBW. Now I may be thick but I’m not extremely fat. But to Koreans, shit I could be. But the second thought is saying fuck it. This god of a man is standing in front of you, leaning into you. Take the fucking dance. So, I nod my head and take his hand as he pulls me in for a dance.

            We make it to the dance floor and get swallowed into it, now it feels like I’m in the middle of it. I’m not too sure what to do now that I’m under the watch of this beautiful shirtless man. The song ‘Stay Ready’ by Jhene Aiko comes on, and it makes you smile. A good song I can just vibe too.

I’m not too sure how to impress people, I like to be myself and hope that does the job. The alcohol that I drank earlier is running through my system. I look over at the male in front of me and he smiles softly at me and backs up a bit giving me room to do my thing. He starts sways to the music.

            I bring my hands around and move my body to the beat of the song. Swaying to the rhythm, my hands follow the curves of my body. I close my eyes to feel the music through the floor. My butt is moving a little more, my neck moving my head in slow circles. I lean my head back and run my hand around my neck really feeling myself. They lead into my hair, my full body now enjoying the song. I open my eyes and look at the man. He stopped moving and his eyes seemed darker than before. The red light of the club is not helping any. He bites his lower lip and grabs my hand spinning me around. I instantly bend over and grind my ass against him. I can’t help but smile and I feel both of his hands suddenly grab ahold of me and he pushes into me harder. I lean up and his hands take the chance to feel me up even more. I pushed myself away from him and continued dancing in front of him, knowing that he was extremely turned on because I felt the same exact way.

Kendricks part just ended and that’s when I feel hands on my waist. They pull me into a hard body. My eyes pop back open to see the guy lean into my ear and whisper. “God, you’re so fucking hot.” I could feel his hard on as we danced against each other. Our eyes never leave each other’s. Noses bumping against each other’s, lips almost touching.  

As the transition of the song comes on and suddenly another set of hands grabs ahold of me and pulls me away from the body I was against. I spun around and then held onto. I look up at a man that was slightly taller and notice him from earlier. His hands trailing from my hips and going up.

            “Hi gorgeous.” He mumbles against my skin as he leaves open mouth kisses against my skin. That’s when I realized that maybe they were really looking at me before!

            “Hi…” I let out breathlessly. One of his hands lowers itself and lets my hips sway to the song. I soon feel the other guy come back and close me into a shirtless man sandwich.

            The next song is ‘Get You’ By Daniel Caesar and Kali Uchis. I thought we were done dancing, but they kept their hold on me. The taller one with the bun holds on to my lower waist and his head leans against mine, our ears almost touching. While the lower one tucks his arms around my waist, just below my breasts and leans his head against my back. Our body moves slowly and in sync to the song. The male behind me, his hands keep moving everywhere and squeezing. He thrusts into my ass every now and then.

            The taller one keeps leaving random kisses on my forehead and cheeks and neck. Everywhere he can reach but my lips. It makes me think that maybe they do this with chosen girls, and maybe lips are off limits. They certainly know how to make a girl feel special. The taller one continues to softly sing into my ear as we sway.

            The music becomes foggy as I get deeper in my thoughts.

            The shorter man, (He is still much taller than me. Two inches maybe?) He lets go and moves letting the cooler air hit my back. I’m already missing his body heat. I thought he was just going to leave but he walked around and stand next to the guy in front of me. He pries one of his hands off me and he join in wrapping both of his hands around me and the other guy. Now that I’m seeing both guys in front of me and side by side. Red light or not, I couldn’t deny how fucking gorgeous they are.

            “I’m sorry, I might get fired for this, but I can’t help myself.” The shorter one says and brings the arm that was wrapped around the other guy up and grabs the back of my neck and brings his face to mine. His lips crush mine. I feel him groan against me and they both squeeze me in closer. At this point he was in the middle now and the taller man was blocking anyone from really seeing.

            “San…” The taller one says in a warning voice. I went to break away, but he kept me in place. He leaves a couple more kisses on my lips.

            I’m honestly in shock. This is such an out of body experience. I lose any words that come to mind.

            “We have to go now but I hope to see you again.” The taller one says and leans in and leaves a slow and long kiss on my cheek and gives my ass another small squeeze. “San importunely cut our time here with you short.” He glares at the shorter one. You realized why he was kissing everywhere else so much.

            “I’m Wooyoung by the way.” He smiles and drags San away.

[upon-a-starry-night]

Number Neighbors Pt.3

Natasha Romanoff x Fem! Reader

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Pt2

Word Count: 1k

Summary: When you catch sight of the newest trend going around you know you’re all but bound to at least try it, it was harmless anyway. What could possibly stem from something so little?

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You and Nat began texting regularly back and forth every day, despite her initial hesitance to talk to a stranger it seemed like maybe she was beginning to open up to you, and it was safe to say she was on your mind 24/7- which after one too many glasses of wine and rom-coms lead you to pick up your phone and send her a text you were far too drunk to think over

               Nat🔪

Y/n🍦:

Heyyy segg-c ;)

The response wasn’t immediate although you could see she had viewed your message, you pouted at her lack of reply and sloppily typed out another message. You were relying solely on auto-correct to convey your emotions

Y/n🍦:

Don’t ignore m3 :(

Nat🔪:

Sorry-

What’s up?

Y/n🍦:

I’m lonely

How cme no one un New York wants to date me?

Nat🔪: 

Maybe because people in New York suck?

Y/n🍦:

I want to agree but technically I live in New York 

which means your saying that I suck

Nat🔪: 

You're*

And I mean

-If the shoe fits

Y/n🍦: 

Shhh my brain can’t think grammar right now

>:0 

Currently sobbing and not because of the Rom-coms

Nat🔪:

I’m kidding

You only wear Duck socks anyway

Y/n🍦: 

Stalker! 

How did you know I was wearing them?

Nat🔪: 

Well last time you were watching TV you were wearing them

I just guessed

Y/n🍦: 

I don’t believe you

I knew you were an FBI agent!

Nat🔪:

You got me.

Surprise

Y/n🍦:

 wait really?!

Nat🔪: 

Yep, I’m actually right outside your window

You, being in the drunken excited state that you were in, immediately dropped your phone on the couch and ran to the window, searching for signs of anyone but the local crackhead on the streets. Much to your dismay, no one was there

Meanwhile, Nat was silently praising herself for getting you to believe her story, but it was obvious you were probably under the influence of some sort of substance and despite you being a total stranger you were remotely interesting and she could humor herself a bit longer.

                        Nat🔪

Y/n🍦: 

You’re mean

Nat🔪:

Just so you know I’m laughing so hard right now

Y/n🍦: 

I don’t tolerate liars in the sacred house of Y/n

Nat🔪:

I didn’t know you were a religious figure

Y/n🍦: 

well when you look as hot as I do…

People can’t help but worship you

Nat🔪:

Understandable

I’m sure you look great

 Although your cheeks were already red from alcohol consumption, you were sure that if you had any friends they would point out the noticeable blush on your face

Y/n🍦: 

Thanks ;) 

 I’m sure you look great too

Nat🔪:

Yep

People are falling over themselves as I sit in my Pajama pants and Tank top

Nat looked up at the sound of someone entering the living room. Clint, surprised that someone else was in the room, tripped over his own feet and fell straight onto the floor, Nat chuckled to herself while Clint just groaned. Huh, guess she was right. 

“What are you doing awake Nat?” Clint stood and rubbed the back of his neck, stretching his now-aching muscles

“I could ask you the same thing” Nat shot back

“I’m just getting a snack,” He explained, opening the fridge and taking out some leftover pasta that Wanda had made, Nat lifted her brow in a silent question but Clint just shrugged and grabbed a fork

“Whatever, fine, don’t tell me I didn’t even want to know” He mumbled as he walked back to the elevator to go to his room

Nat decided her room would probably be a more appropriate space for privacy and left the living room for the solace of her bed

She knew she could look you up and find out who you were in seconds but it was nice to finally talk to someone new who wasn’t a target for a mission. And you were actually pretty fun to talk to. Maybe she’d just take a peek in the morning. For now, she was reveling in the moment.

                      Y/n🍦:

Y/n🍦: 

What kind of pajama pants?

Was the question Y/n had sent, along with a picture of her own pants, which had rainbows all over them. She laughed to herself, haha gay. 

She needed to drink less next time.

Nat🔪: 

Wow.

Nothing as interesting as those

Nat debated sending a picture of her plain gray pajama pants and after what felt like ten minutes of internal struggle, finally snapped a quick photo and sent it

Y/n🍦:

Booooo! Gray

You know a person's pajama pants say

A lot about their personality

Nat🔪:

I’m offended

Y/n🍦:

Good, you should be.

I’m offended too

Offended that you’d even consider buying pants so boring

Nat🔪:

What’s wrong with gray?

It’s a great neutral color

Y/n🍦: 

Is that what you want your personality to be Nat

Gray?

Nat🔪:

Well what would you suggest I wear then 

Miss Rainbow pants?

Y/n🍦:

Rainclouds

Since you’re so grumpy all the time

Nat🔪:

You’re really pushing your luck

Might just have to delete your number now

Y/n🍦: 

No!

I thought we were friends

Nat🔪:

Strangers

Y/n🍦:

Strange friends.

Nat🔪:

Don’t you have a job or something? 

How come you’re always up so late?

You should sleep

Y/n🍦:

Don’t You have a job??

Maybe you should go to sleep

Nat🔪:

I’m trying but this crazy stranger keeps

Texting me all night and keeping me awake

Y/n🍦: 

They sound like a great person

You two should definitely meet

Nat🔪:

Goodnight Y/n.

Y/n🍦:

:( fine

Good night Nat, good luck sleeping in your Gray bed

Nat scrolled up and checked the picture that she sent, confirming that her bedspread was in fact, not in the photo

Nat🔪:

How’d you know it was gray?

Y/n🍦:

 like I said-

A person’s pajama pants say a lot about them

Nat just shook her head as she shut off her phone, a smile on her face, You really were something. The more she talked to you the harder she found it to stop texting you.

Pt.4

-I had a random number invite me to a birthday party not too long ago. What’s your weirdest random number story?~ Starry

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[graspingremlinhands]

So @milk-powrit asked me to draft why I didn't like GxK, to which I decide to oblige.

DISCLAIMER: Those are my personal opinions; of a fan of Monsterverse since 2014 and a nobody with any competence in analyzing media, save some common sense and maybe rudimentals??

Also I already hugely disliked Godzilla vs Kong so my discontent had a part in how I enjoyed the movie.

To conclude English is not my first langauge and even in my langauge, debate is not one of my strenght.

Spoilers alert; so skip or I kindly suggest to block the tag: Godzilla x Kong spoiler.

Let's start with the first thing: I don't enjoy how the tone of the movie shifted so drastically from Kotm to GvsK.

In this post, a youtube user explained better than me why the shifting tone felt like a downgrade. If in Godzilla (2014) Godzilla was introduced by hearing his foot stomping on the ground. It was heavy, massive, it reverbered on the glass of the airport. It felt natural, realistic. How a creature that BIG would move in the real world.

As the user said Realistic =/= Seriousness. Godzilla can be goofy. But Monsterverse!Goji was estabilished in a setting, that was the real world.

In both GvsK and in GxK Godzilla does not feels natural. Was necessary for Godzilla to evolve, to be more nimble, when already in GvsK was already moving in a way unnatural?

Or pulling the 0 gravity fight? What purpose had the evolution, if in the end it was not even necessary. Had really improved his fighting skills? They were the same, on earth and in the hollow earth.

2 reason: I've seen around posts about how media litteracy has gone bad; in some ways about people can no longer sospend their belief and calls anything a plot-hole.

But I think that one thing is suspending the belief but another is the director of the movie making the plot moving from point A to point B without telling the audience how.

For example: Suspension of belief: They had the Beast Glove ready to use, because Monarch was already working on it ✅

But why Jia is the chosen one of the day? How the Iwi in hollow earth knew of Skull island? How the shard to control Shimo works? Why Godzilla would respond to the distress call of the people who fought against him? Why Mothra has a connection to the iwi, in particular. Since in Kong: skull island there's no reference to her? How Jia flew back on Earth with Mothra, without dying for the gravitational pull?.

Not everything has to be the viewer's guess that's what I'm saying.

3 point: Shimo and Skar King are as much wasted potential as it was MechaGodzilla was in GvsK.

Skar is menacing yes, has the ability and dexterity of a formidable foe. He's vile and disgusting, oppressing his clan (let's call it that) and he's even an abusive father. All of these things: but as a villain he's really that dangerous?

He was introduced as this terrible tyrant, a danger to the world. And he wasn't even trying to go on Earth; he went up by accident basically. Because the Iwi had to play with gravity. Or should I believe him, forcing his subordinate moving rocks was to build a staircase to the upside?

And Shimo, sweet girl. She looks so horrible. Her white scales don't blend in for anything. Like she was photoshopped last minute. Her powers do damage I see. But her being presented as one or The first Titan do actually mean something to the plot, to the character? Or a simple red-herring to made her more interesting than she actually is?

Because at the end of the day SHE IS A PET!!

"Oh Kong now has found a mate, so cute". My brothers on earth, she goes on four, is used as a mount the all time and she kept panting the whole time. That's a pet, the old dog you have to force inside when it snows.

It was pretty disappointing.

Last but not least the reason I personally dislike Wingard take on the Monsterverse, which is the point you could probably throw away all my arguments, compelling or not because it's really a ME issue, who don't think no one'd agree and I don't blame anybody for it.

I HATE HOW WINGARD DECIDED TO PORTRAY GODZILLA.

I don't hold nothing over him for having Kong as his favorite. That's personal taste, I respect it.

But when it comes to at the expense of the other protagonist, it rubs me so in the wrong way.

On this point I don't know if I want to discuss it further, but boy I do have to complain on this topic.

To summarize I'm mad Godzilla doesn't get to have the same introspection and grace is allowed to Kong, knowing he can to (if you read the Dominion comic. But since they are only distributed in the US not many does. OR should care about it. Cause I'm first a supporter of the idea that if a media is not capable to give all the informations in like the Movie, you the audience should not have to pay for more. So basically the Novelitation are cool but also a scam)

That's all I had to say about it.

Hoping any of this uphere is comprehensible. If in the end I only sound like a rambling idiot I accept it. This movie is too stupid to be too mad about it.

I'll just ignore it

[4imhry]

#love struck!!

soccercap!jake x fem!reader

SYPNOSIS: you left your phone under your desk :) with your mind flooded with negative thoughts and your anxious level rising hastily, your self consciousness dropped to 0 and being an idiot you are, you decided to run across the football field where the players were training before a thud was enough to send you flopped on the ground. your undying crush for the so called soccer captain, sim jake since your freshman year smouldered when he came to your rescue.

GENRE: fluff,angst,comfort!

FEATURING: yeonjuntxt!, hyunjinstraykids!, hyeinnewjeans!

WORDCOUNT: 5.5 k words

“WHAT IF IT GOT STOLEN?!”

you grunted in frustration, hair ruffled and you didn’t care you didn’t look at your best condition right now. was the last of school before summer break and all the students were too excited, leaping on their feet as they got out of their classes including you—causing your most beloved item got left behind.

of course, you headed back to school at 5pm, with puffy eyes and red nose from crying out worry.

“don’t worry too much about it, y/n.” hyein your best friend made a decision to accompany you. “we’re the last ones to get out of class, remember? there’s no one else except us.” she rubbed the small space on your back in attempt to comfort you. her face soften when you gave her a small nodd.

you’re aware of how you look like but you didn’t care. you knew how the soccer jocks training around at this hour however you didn’t do much effort of dressing to impress because your mind was focused on retrieving your phone back.

based on information you gathered from your friends, they were just like what the students kept gossiping about, collecting girls left and right. besides, you didn’t have a crush on any of them. right?

with your cat beanie on and a white cardigan as an outerwear , a white T-shirt underneath paired with a brown plaid pants. you lazily dragged your feet on the ground, sighing at the fact your class was located across soccer field, which made it far from any other classes.

“the cat beanie looks so cute on you omg I bet the footballers will cooed over you.” hyein nudged her shoulder against yours, a wide grin plastered on her lips. “especially jake–”

“excuse me maam. that’s an old story. I don’t have a crush on him anymore.” you formed your lips into a thin line, your voice straining a bit.

“you don’t. but what if he still does?” hyein teased even further, wiggling her eyebrows. she knew your crush for the soccer captain didn’t die too easily.

“he kissed you during your first year of highschool, and I WITNESSED IT.” she crossed her arms as she wore a smug expression.

“it was accidental. can you please not–”

“how can it be accidental when he literally pulled you for a kiss in the library–HEY!”

you grunted and you headed towards the soccer field where the soccer players were training. it’s the only shortcut to your classroom you knew since it was located across the field.

“Y/N WHAT THE FUCK ARE U DOING.” you acted out of your mind recklessly,ignored hyein’s shout and pick up your pace, running pass the boys who had their eyes on you, wandering why a girl sprinted across the field rather than use the corridor.

but what you’re not expecting was something hit your head with a hard impact it instantly made you fell and weakly flopped on the ground, spraining your ankle in process. you barely moved your ankle but a light movement was enough to make you wince in pain. your glanced at the cat beanie which flew off your head and it was out of reach for you to take hold of it.

just then, you heard footsteps approaching you, some of them kept muttering “are you alright?” “are you okay?” and some of them cussed out the person who accidentally threw the ball at a girl. “does she look like a goal to you?” “you’re going to be at the bench next time.” “bruh, can’t you kick straight?”

familiar faces began swarming you and you sighed at the fact you got them diverted their attention to you instead of continue training and pretend like nothing happened. the others already retreated and resumed their training but jake’s best friends, jay and sunghoon stayed.

jay and sunghoon kept ruffling your head here and there, showering you with comforting words as if it can ease the pain.

“y/n? are you alright?” you recognised that voice. he jogged towards you and crouched. the honey like voice kept ringing in your ears. he immediately inspected how worse your injury was. his attention then went to your face, scanning your reaction when he carefully wrap his finger around your ankle.

you whimpered from the pain suddenly pricking against your skin. his face instantly fell. he was quick to guess that this wasn’t just a light sprained ankle. he put a strand of your hair behind yor ear to take a glimpse of your face properly.

you could feel his gaze on you and you felt intimidated when he kept staring at you face for a good minute. “this is nothing. I should get going.” you grabbed his wrist and put it on his lap before it gets to touch your forehead, his eyes flickered to you, whose eyes kept avoiding at him when he was directly in-front of you.

“this is nothing?” he sternly repeated your words in disbelief.

“what do you mean? this is bad. like really bad.” you could see his jaw twitch for a sec as he turned his head to the person who did this to you. you had no reason why he was so worked up over a bruise.

jay and sunghoon exchange a knowing look to each other with a mischievous smile.

“sir, may I bring her to the infirmary real quick?” his coach nodded as a sign of approval. jake turned to you with his puppy like smile and a slight tilt of his head. you have no idea what he was hinting about until he slipped his arm around your waist and another under your knee causing you to let out a small gasp.

you cussed under your breath, hiding at the crook of his neck, flustered by the boy’s sudden action. jake chuckled at the way you act. “cute.” you thought you misheard things so you shrugged it off. blood rushing to your cheeks as you can feel the way his sweat on his body kept you close to his body, his skin came in contact with yours.

“uh..” your eyes fell on the cat beanie which was not too far from jake’s feet. he followed the trail of your vision and effortlessly picked it up despite holding you. the thought of his strong bulky arms wrapped around your body drove you insane. he handed it to you and you were quick to snatch it from his grasp.

jay and sunghoon hollered at the two of you and the other chaotic guys you recognised which were yeonjun and hyunjin joined them, adding more chaos before both of you disappeared from their sight.

hyein watched as the scene unfolded before her and cupped her mouth before letting out a shriek of joy. oh boy, as a devoted fanfic reader, she was thrilled for her best friend’s behalf.

you tap on his shoulder multiple times, signaling him to put you down. “there’s no need for you to do this, jake.” you whispered. he turned his head to your direction, causing you to look nowhere but his eyes.

“hm?” he bit on his lip, his voice coming out softer than you thought. the latter was trying to prevent a smile from forming. how he loved the way his name rolled off your tongue. it made him felt giddy on the inside.

“I said put me down, jake. this is embarrassing.” you almost stammered on your words due to the close proximity with the soccer captain.

“what if I don’t want to?” he smirked, pleased with how his gesture still had an impact on you.

you huffed in frustration for having to deal with him like this. first, your goal to retrieve your phone is delayed because of this gentleman’s sweet gesture which made your unfortunate undying crush for him smouldered even more. second, he made an entrance into your life again by showing you a simple gesture that melts you in milliseconds and carry you in a bridal style?

it’s fucking sim jaeyun. you folded for him for again for the second time in your life in which you thought would never happen again.

“put.me.down.please.” you added more pressure on your words, not breaking the eye contact, starting to get annoyed but it seems like jake finds you adorable looking all grumpy like this. he chuckled at the way you act. you began to wonder what was amusing about this whole situation.

he playfully shake his head. you just want to retrieve your goddamn phone.

his charming smile never wore off. it annoyed you so much because made your heart wants to leap out of your chest. his eyes then averted to the cat beanie you had tightly in your grasp.

you noticed where he looked at and clutched it even tighter. you rolled your eyes, pink tint crept up to your cheeks at the thought of him finding you childish for wearing such a thing however jake founded it rather endearing.

you sighed in defeat when he showed no sign of putting you down anytime soon and let him carried you to the infirmary room. his man strength combined with his longtime experience playing soccer is no match for you.

he carefully put you down on a countertop near the window. he stood between your dangling legs, took an ice pack from the freezer (?), took a clean handkerchief and wrapped around it before pressing it lightly on your ankle.

you shut your eyes at the cold feeling hitting your skin but then you open your eyes when the cold feeling disappeared. you watched him grabbed the nearest chair and placed the chair in front you before settled down on it. “put both of your legs on the countertop.”

you do as what he has told. you blushed at the thought of being in here, alone with the school’s hottest jock, your childhood crush and your first love, Jake sim and here he was, taking care of your well being at the moment, occasionally stealing glances at you.

after a long silence, he spoke up. “what’s with the rush, y/n? why did you run across the soccer field out of nowhere?” a subtle smile appeared on his charming features, reminiscing the way you sprinted across the field and (cutely) flopped onto the ground.

there’s a hint of hesitation in your voice, afraid it would came out sounding dumb. “i…i was just going to retrieve my phone. I left it under the desk.” you fear about a person with a high status like him would assume things with the statement you stated for instance, being too clumsy with things and forgetful.

“it seems like my y/n is still clumsy with things.” he mumbled, and you blushed furiously at the endearment. it wasn’t like he did it on purpose. it was just how he called your name in third person whenever he mentioned about you to others back then or even infrequently, labeled you that way whenever he compliments you.

he got stick to it and eventually became a habit.

“my y/n can build a huge sandcastle!” he bragged about her to the kids next to them, slung an arm around your shoulder and also step a side abit to give them a view of the sandcastle you just made at 7.

“my y/n is a great baker!” he complimented you infront of his friends before popping the cookie into his mouth. his friends groaned again when he complimented you for the 127364738382th times of the day and you who settled a seat beside him during recess was having the time of your life, seeing them faking a nap, puking and etc. both of you were 8.

“my y/n said this blue pyjama suits me.” your mother and jake’s mother cooed at Jake’s words and diverted their attention you who was blushing madly the whole time. at 9, you had a sleepover at jake’s countless of times.

“my y/n is so pretty, isn’t she?” he said, stating it loudly to the boy next to him, knowing sunghoon has a small crush on you. you were cutting your cake, flashing smiles to the people surrounding you to take pictures at 10.

“you should tuck this flower carefully into your hair like this.” he muttered. “cute.” jake leaded you to a flower shop after you got back from school, pricked a flower and placed it behind your ear. at 11, your heart somehow started to feel this weird, tingly feeling whenever he was around.

“y/n! I bought your favourite ice cream!” you sprinted downstairs, engulfing in a bear hug before taking the ice cream from his head. “h-hi.” a slight tint crept up his cheeks, flustered by your sudden gesture. at 12, jake realised he didn’t liked you. he loved you.

“oh.fuck.” he smacked his forehead, remembering all the classroom’s doors will be locked by the security by 7pm. he fished out his phone and glanced at the time. you squinted your eyes, not being able to decipher what he was trying to do, his eyes focused on the screen and his fingers seemed busy typing swiftly.

you watched the way a few strands of his hair simply fell onto his head breathtakingly with a slight movement. it made him look more captivating than he was before. he ran through his hair with his fingers and observed it the way it softly flopped. so pretty.

he averted his attention back to you as he slipped his phone back into his pocket, catching your gaze intensely staring at him. he giggled a little at your hilarious attempt to hide your urge to stare. your eyes immediately found the cream coloured concrete interesting.

“i asked sunghoon to get it for you.” he began, picked up the ice pack and lightly pressed it on your ankle.

“ there’s no need—”

he took his hand out, signalling you to stop resisting his help. “you wanna go walk to class with that sprained ankle? you would get home by tomorrow.” he strictly added.

“fine.” you bite the inside of your cheek. you don’t want to argue with him any further.

“anyways, how’s everyone doing?” he referred to your parents, one of his habits to ask about whenever he initiated a conversation since both of you practically grew up together.

your eyes widen a bit. reminiscing to how close both of you before it happened.

just like how it was.

“everyone is doing fine.” a smile tugged at your lips. “how about your parents?”

“everyone is doing great i guess.”

“how about layla?”

at the mention of his beloved dog, his lips formed into a wide smile. “she’s doing great too.”

again, silence filled the room and you didn’t want to do anything other than letting the ground swallow you whole because being in a room with a guy you had your accidental kiss 4 years ago guaranteed was not one of your best moments.

both of you did talk to each other at a certain occasion for instance family dinner, birthday party, etc. and that was it. except there’s no more late night walks or playing board games together. it was as if both you cut ties after the scenario happened.

he kept throwing glances at you but you made it seem like you were unbothered, eyes fixed on the view before you whereas you’re screaming internally for all of this to end soon. was there something on your face? is he secretly judging you for being clusmy?

jake couldn’t get enough of you actually. he was dying to finish what he started that day but seeing the way you avoided him caused him to lack courage from explaining himself. 2 years after, he decided to talk to you but as always, you avoided him—even just a mere eye contact.

and now, he wasn’t going to let the opportunity slipped that easily.

“why do you keep avoiding me?” your breath hitched at the sudden change of topic. you can feel the atmosphere change as well, suddenly heavy and tense.

“avoiding you.” you let out a forced laugh. “what do you mean?”

“you know what I mean, y/n.” it barely sounded like a whisper but it was loud enough for you to hear, sending chills down to your spine.

“tell me why you avoided me ever since the kiss happened.”

“huh?”

“why did you pretended like nothing happened? why wouldn’t you even talk to me? why…” he bit his lip, afraid he came out too desperate. “why you acted like there’s nothing happen between us?”

your lips instinctively parted at his words, realisation begin to hit you. does that mean your overthinking and the tears you let out after all these years were just nothing but a waste? does that mean your heart which strongly yearns for him every time you laid your eyes on him weren’t just one sided?

it’s as if jake can read your expression, he added, “the kiss.” he got up from his chair, your eyes fell onto his feet sluggishly approaching you. you hastily curled up, pulling your knees to your chest.

“it wasn’t just a kiss. it’s a kiss which meant.” a grin made its way to his ethereal features. “I reciprocated your feelings, y/n.” he whispered, his fingers brushed away the strands of your hair that cover your eyes.

he knew. he knew about your feelings for him, it’s just in his bold nature made him confess to you that way. therefore, he thought the sudden gesture scared you away. not long after that day, he learned from your friends you thought he was in some kind of bet.

his involvement in school higher authorities, top notch grades sold that off to you. he was kind of hurt when you thought of him as the typical jock who make people below their level as some kind of joke.

he wasn’t like that and he didn’t like it.

“no, you don’t,” your eyes averted from his, fidgeting with your fingers. he inched closer to you, his hand went to your cheek, softly caressing it. you words resisted him yet you melted at his touch.

your tensed body loosen up and your hand hesitantly went to stroke his tenderly. a small smile tugged on his lips when your eyes met his again.

he missed you. missed being this close to you. missed being intimate with you. it’s insane how a simple gesture from you was enough to make him go insane.

“yes, i do.” he muttered, jake’s eyes not leaving yours.

multiple knocks caught you and jake’s attention, breaking the heavy atmosphere building up in the confined space. you laid your eyes on sunghoon who gulped at the sight both of you being close to each other.

the pale skinned boy cleared his throat and handed your phone to jake before excusing himself. “I told hyein to not wait for you because I assumed jake will be taking you home.” jake gave his mate a pat on the shoulder as a sign of gratitude and sunghoon returned him a brief grin.

sunghoon knew his best friend’s complexion so well, he decided to take one step ahead.

everything was going too fast for you. jake carried you to the infirmary room, voiced out his heartfelt confession and sunghoon just announced he told your bestfriend to leave because he assumed jake would be taking you home later on? unbelievable.

you mumbled what the hell in disbelief as you watch jake walked towards you, the infamous puppy like smile spread on his face, handing out your phone to you.“thank you.” a slight skin contact sending sparks, it pricks through your whole body, it made you want to dart out from this room but a part of you wanted to stay in here, with him, letting out your deepest desire you have been wanting to speak out every since that day.

“you’re welcome.” he took a strand of your hair, twirled it around his finger. you let out a sharp breath. you can’t stand being around this man for too long, it weakens you.

“why so tense? it’s just me, y/n.” he mumbled, kissing the strands of it, his gaze piercing yours.

“i have never been this close to you for so long.” you let your legs fell beside him. “it’s awkward for me to do so.” your voice came out softer.

“but i,m still the same person you’re friends with over these years, the one you had your countless sleepovers with almost every night.” it sent you into a fit of giggles and jake laughed, in the midst of it, his heart were throbbing painfully knowing that you were still the person he used to know.

“remember when your mom always brought us warm cookies and milk to your room before we go to bed?it’s sweet just the way I like it.” you moaned at the thought, reminiscing the good times when both of you giggled when his mom came into jake’s bedroom with a tray of cookies and two glasses of milk with a huge smile.

“oh my god you still remember that? i thought you would have forgotten about it.” jake pouted which enough to melt all your worries away.

“how can I forget about that, you idiot?” you playfully punched his forearm and it tensed instinctively when you hit, causing you to widen your eyes.

“whatthefucksimjaeyun.” you breathed out, a sweet laughed erupted from his lips.

“working on my sleeper build so I can impress you and it seems like i have done a great job.” the corner of his lips curled up into a smirk. “i impressed you did i?”

“that’s just my reflex. don’t get your hopes up. i knew you’re muscly under this jersey but i have gotten used to the jocks antics of being fit from all those laps and gym session all of you were doing–”

“you’re so cute when you ramble.” he blurted out, cutting you off. from his point of view, you were indeed the cutest person alive, with that boop-able nose, that plump pink lips and the doe eyes he loved getting loss in, he just wanted to cuddle up with you and get under the covers, watching old rom coms like both of you used to.

“pardon?” he shake his head, his hair moving cutely with light movements. you resisted the urge to hug him right then and there.

“by the way, just saying that I still use the mug you gave me.” he stand beside you, with another arm on the countertop, balancing his posture while his eyes seem to be lost in yours a few hours ago.

“what mug?” you were genuinely confused, not being able to recall the memory.

“your favourite mug, silly.” he booped your nose adoringly. “the one you gave me for my birthday.”

“no way. you still use it?” you looked at him in disbelief, pint tint crept to your cheeks at this newly received information. your crush still use the mug you gave him as a present 5 years ago. not gonna lie, your heart was gonna burst at the thought he adore you as much as you do.

“daily.” he replied smugly as if it was the most difficult thing to be achieved in the world.

“no way.”

“yes way.” he wiggled his eyebrows playfully.

“that was so embarrassing.” you sheepishly buried your face in your palms. “i should smack the heck out of the twelve year old me because who would give their friend a second handed mug as a gift.” you grunted at the memory, wanting to erase every second of it from your brain.

“i,m sorry, jaeyun.” he got taken aback when you used his other name, meaning you meant what you said earlier. he waved his hands infront of you in denial.

“no apologies. I appreciate the mug a lot.” his laugh tickling your ears. “it reminds me of you during our detachment. well, it kind of helps me with my longing to be near you.”

he took the cat beanie which unknowingly slipped from your grasp beside you, and placed it on your head. giving it a light pat, smoothen its placement on your head and took a step back to observed you in awe.

he sighed in acknowledgment at how deep he is in love with the person before him.

“somehow, it made me like you even more.”

“like me even more?” you teased, leaning towards him, close enough for your noses to nuzzle against the other. you had no idea where the confidence come from but his confessions made you become bolder.

he hummed in response, his doe eyes glinted as he stare into yours.

a chuckle erupted from your pretty lips and that was all it took for him to lurch forward, smoothly wrapping his hand around your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck. your face were blushing furiously from his sudden gesture.

“jake…” you gradually wrapped your arm around his neck, feeling comfort and warmth spreading to your whole body when his body collide with yours.

“why are you so fucking dense when you were younger? can you just screw into that little head of yours of the fact that I like you.” he murmured, his breath fanning your neck. “so much.”

you were about too burst from being overwhelmed. jake was always this soft with you, protective and loving with you but you never experienced this more intimate and clingy side of him before.

“I don’t know. i guess i am way too dense back then.”your hand traveled to his hair, running your hands through his brown strands and he let out a hum, finally feeling some sense of peace and relief when he got to engulf the girl he had been longing for in a hug.

“or I,m just too afraid to be rejected.” you confessed. “everyone basically got heart eyes for you since we enrolled into primary, jaeyun.” you eyes roamed elsewhere, not daring to look into his piercing gaze who can read you through like a book.

“that’s why i stick to the safe zone. i decided to be your friend. nothing more. nothing else.” you smiled weakly. jake’s eyes soften brought his hand to your face and cup it, caressing your redden cheeks softly when he noticed your eyes getting teary. he has no idea you had bundled up a lot of your worries and concerns you had from the unrequited love without knowing the feeling is mutual all along.

“and I thought i would rather be your best mate forever because my love for you is one sided.”

a tear prickled from your left eye. “i,m not risking to ruin our friendship because I love you so much. i can’t handle the thought of not seeing your presence ever again when you eventually learned your best friend loves you.” tears began streaming down your face, you hastily unwrapped your arms from his neck, losing the strength to look at his face as you bawled your eyes out.

jake wiped your tears with his thumbs delicately, his heart breaking watching the person he absolutely adore cry her heart out.

“i,m too dumb for thinking that kiss was all apart of a stupid bet.” you scoffed at yourself for thinking such a thing. it can’t be helped when your bestfriend is an attractive young man. therefore, assuming he had a higher standards of his own to have a particular someone to be his significant other.

“your speculations turned out to be false, love.” he wiped your tear-stained face lovingly. jake being a lover boy he is, find you at an angelic looking state even when you ugly cried before him. runny nose, puffy eyes, your eyes glistening with tears which resembled crystals defining your beauty even more.

“I,m sorry, jaeyun.” you felt your throat closing up. he founded himself sobbing internally when you mentioned his other name. usually used in an excruciating situation for instance, the current position.

“don’t apologise, sweetheart. it’s my fault for not explaining myself a day after that. I shouldn’t have let you doubt about it.” he whispered, his eyes darting all over your face, imprinting in his brain how ethereal you looked right now.

“i-i..” you hiccuped between your sentences. he pulled you into his embrace again in a attempt to comfort you, sensing you had another breakdown coming soon. he went to bury his head in your neck, humming softly and whispered sweet nothings to calm you down which eventually worked.

“shh..” he looked close to tears yet he held himself back from breaking down as well since he knew it would be resulting you crying even harder.

you pulled yourself from his embrace, pinching his cheeks cheekily before placing a chaste kiss on his plump lips, “i love you.”

his heart almost stopped upon hearing the word came out from your lips. it leave the boy speechless, a wide grin spread on his features soon after.

“i love you more.” only god knows how much his heart swelled hearing those three simple words from you. he was beyond happy.

he can’t wait to treat you like a gentleman he is, pampering you in kisses, cuddles and give his full attention to you 24/7. he was that whipped for you. you clearly had no idea you’re the only hes willing spend to look at with love-struck looking eyes.

he brought both of your hands into his, squeezing it before stroke it gently with his thumbs. “you don’t know how happy you made me.” he smiled like there was no tomorrow and you chuckled at the effect you had on him.

“enough with this rom coms shit, jake sim.” a tall boy appeared, his voice purposely high pitched to annoy the team captain.” it’s 6:55pm already. you don’t want to spend the night here, don’t you?” yeonjun teased, the corner of his lips tugged with a smirk, his arm slung around one of his teammate, jay.

both of you looked at each other before letting out a light chuckle. “don’t you see you’re disturbing something here, choi yeonjun. you don’t want to be at the bench for the whole season, don’t you?” jake taunted with a mischievous smile.

“right. i heard hyunjin called for me.” he turned around, instinctively detached his arm from jay’s shoulder and sprinted to the other direction. jay shake his head at the boy’s behavior and ran after him, picking up his face before disappearing from your sight.

“sorry. they have always been like this.” jake awkwardly scratched his head.

“nah, I will get used to that.” you clicked your tongue.

“hmm, what now?” he once again took your hand into his, entwining it together because he just loved the feeling of your palm against his.

“how about taking me home?” you tilted your head cutely, making him almost melt at the sight. he cooed before fixing the cat beanie on your head.

“sure but how about we stopped by at the cafe down the road to celebrate.” he baby talked.

“celebrate? for what?” you furrowed your eyebrows. he smirked cockily, placing a long soft kiss on your lips before pulling away. he then said something which you wasn’t expecting at all.

“you’re my girlfriend now. shouldn’t we celebrate that?”

[almoststedytimetravel]

After finally finishing Raincode I kinda want to just get my thoughts on the game out; going chapter by chapter because holy shit it's a lot and I have so many thoughts.

Spoilers under the cut

Chapter 0

Looking back this case was a really solid start and really help set the tone and how ruthless Amaterasu corp is. Fake Zilch was a great killer though in hind sight there are a few plot holes. Specifically with the Zilch homunculi we find in the factory and him being on the train he would be exposed to sunlight. Though with the limited size to the windows and Zilch's clothes covering most of his body I can buy him not having stepped in direct sunlight.

Also the Doyleist vs. Watsonian reason for the bodies being burned is pretty interesting. Zilch needed to make Aphex look unrecognisable and Kodaka needed there to be no large amount of blood to be spilled so as to not tip the player off about the pink blood. Simple mystery that does a good job introducing the game mechanics.

Also shows how early everything is being set up, with Yuma's blood on the door being red.

Chapter 1

First off Helara, excellent companion. What's her gender? Detective. What's in her pants? A picture of a cat. Do you want to know what's not in her pants? the 5,000,000 shien you owe her. Her ability is pretty interesting and I love how its mechanics are incorporated into solving the mystery, with the tipped over paint can.

Certain locked rooms were easier to solve than others. Personally I found the gallery room the most difficult to do and it's the only one I actively needed the game to spell out for me.

I like how each murder pretty well telegraphs how each room was done and how it eliminates each church goer.

I was able to call the gallery murder being a copy cat. I think what tipped me off was the paintings being used instead of the dolls.

In this case I saw the first corpse and thought "Wow, so glad the wacky Danganrompa bright pink blood has been brought back! I guess the blood being red was just to show it had dried, or a mistake that slipped through."

...

"Does she know?"

Chapter 2

Kurumi you will always be famous, to me. God speed to you and the sequel that was set up for you at the end. "I may be immortal but I'm not that patient." Iconic. Same voice actor as Framme fire emblem. I love her.

Generally I don't tend to like the token pervert characters but Desuhiko has the cringefail charm that I love. Khoi Dao gives an excellent performance and really made me like Desuhiko in spite of my dislike of his archetype.

Now the case itself was really good. Kurune, Yoshiko, and Waruna all working together to kill Karen because she killed Aiko and got away with it was excellent. You can really see Kodaka is enjoying not being bound by the restrictions of the killing game. (Almost) Every mystery in this game could not have been pulled off in a Danganrompa style killing game, it's really great.

The ending of this case where we kill three high school students did leave a bad taste in my mouth and I had to put the game down for about a week. Though at least it did feel like something of a mercy kill.

Chapter 3

As usual chapter three is the worst one. Easily the weakest case and it's not even a close. The murder method feels like one that could be done in a killing game, like they needed filler so they pulled out a draft of a case where Asahina was the culprit and tweaked it a little bit to fit the setting.

It does not help that it is really poorly paced (Ironic considering the abilities of your companion) running around planting the bombs, then immediately going to diffuse them with a zero escape style mini game, combined with the fuck ton of qte's in this chapter made it really tedious.

Icardi was the worst culprit with the worst motive and the two peace keepers from this chapter were so forgettable that I don't remember their names.

Sucks even harder that his plan would have never worked since he would have left Kanai ward and immediately gone berserk.

Fubuki was easily the bright spot in this case. Her powers being so broken and that being what helped her get into Kanai ward in the first place was pretty interesting. her knowing that her powers are a crutch and what she thinks gives her value on the team was very interesting. I loved her clashing with Shinigami in the labyrinth, carrying this chapter on her god damn shoulders.

Chapter 4

Crying in the club about this one. Yakou you're my sad little meow meow who did everything wrong.

Yakou tanking the poison gas and relying on the detectives' fortes to get past the security and into the doctor's lab was such an inspired choice. I pretty quickly deduced that the killer had just face tanked the gas. Of course because Yakou was already at deaths door I began to go into the denial stage. Telling myself that the gas needed half an hour to take effect but the security logs said the system was turned off an hour prior to Yuma obtaining the logs.

Vivia going after Yuma with a box cutter in the mystery labyrinth as Yakou was just unresponsive behind them... I'm surprised I was able to see my switch screen through all of the tears.

I thought I couldn't hate Yomi more after what he did to Electro. I was wrong. Seeing Vivia get angry at Yomi when we were released from the labyrinth. He should have shanked Yomi with the box cutter.

Chapter 5

Another chapter with whack ass pacing though it is a final case so that's pretty common.

Should've known the bodies were fake were Halara supposedly dies second when it would obviously be Vivia. (Desuhiko is still dying first). Coalescence being used to mimic the handwriting of the other master detectives was pretty neat and while being something we weren't shown it makes sense as something it can do.

The pink blood. Oh boy the pink blood. I don't think I'm ever going to shut up about this. Yuma yelling "Blood being pink is obviously strange!" left me staring at the screen, slack jawed. What a twist that could only hit with the three Danganrompa behind it. So excellent, I'll forgive all this cases' pacing issues on that twist alone.

Getting chased through the abandoned village by past victims and culprits was really frightening. Waruna, Kurune, and Yoshiko jumping Kurumi was really horrific. Fink the Slaughter artist being dead felt a little anti-climactic. Yakou giving Yuma the disk was a really great moment.

Shinigami's goodbye was really emotional. I loved her very unserious attitude so her being serious, telling Yuma how much he means to her was really good.

over all a solid 7.5/10. Without chapter three, 9/10. really good game.

[blueskittlesart]

Your thoughts on the phantom thief’s costumes?

oh this should be fun!! i included akechi and sumire also because i love talking so the more the better

joker: solid 9/10. easy to remember and draw which i appreciate. not a lot of color variation except for the red gloves, which i actually like ON HIM but i generally dislike the bright primary colored gloves as a common motif among all the thieves because i think it hinders most of their designs, with joker being the one exception.

ryuji: 8/10. harder to remember than joker's but i also don't draw him that much. again not much color variation but like. they're thieves. that's normal and makes sense. i love the metal spinal cord detailing on the back of his jacket!! my only real problem with it is the yellow gloves and red scarf. i think if the gloves HAD to be yellow then the scarf should have also been yellow to match, because since they're so similar in terms of saturation they end up fighting for attention.

ann: 0/10 god i hate this outfit. i literally cant stand it it's so god awful. the fact that they put a 16 year old girl in a skintight cat bodysuit with a boob window is one thing but like. they couldnt even make it look good. the pink gloves clash with the monotone red of the rest of the outfit. the boots are ugly and don't match the aesthetic of the catsuit. the zippers on the suit are clearly meant to add visual interest but just look stupid and impractical. NOT TO MENTION she breaks the theme of a primarily black outfit that (most of) the rest of them have going despite her codename being panther, a BLACK CAT??? why is it red. if i could kill the designers of this outift i would

yusuke: 6/10. would be infinitely better if it was a shirt and pants instead of a bodysuit. also the giant sleeves look stupid as hell <3 once again the bright blue gloves suck ass but at least they're SLIGHTLY brought in to the rest of the design with the blue stripes on the belt. honestly i think it would be better if they just ditched the gloves and made the belt stripes red to keep with the kitsune mask aesthetic but whatever. it could be way worse ig

makoto: 8/10. her mask is ugly let's get that out of the way first. sorry queen its the truth </3 aside from that i think she's got one of the better designs of the thieves. very cohesive aesthetic and it's almost exclusively black but doesn't lose detail (the silver metal accents help with this and are a very nice touch!) she's one of the few that doesn't suffer from the glove problem because her gloves are gray but if it were me i might have made them black. overall solid design

futaba: 7/10. one of the more practical designs which i think is cool! she's got arm and kneepads and pockets on her thighs which i think is very on-brand for a support character like her. she also keeps some aspects of her real-world fashion sense like her legwarmers and big platform shoes which is cool!! her color palette could be a liiiiitle bit more cohesive, she's got both gold and silver metal accents which throws me off a bit and the red of her goggle lenses ends up looking somewhat out of place with the rest of her green accents. she doesn't suffer from the glove problem though despite her gloves being bright neon green, i think because that same green is used just enough in other parts of her design that the gloves blend in more as an accent color.

haru: 10/10. my favorite design in the game BY FAR. she's got such a cool and cohesive aesthetic going. the pink accents are noticeable but don't overpower the black enough to make her look out of place with the other thieves, and the frilliness and puffiness of it also reminds me of her real-world fashion sense! she unfortunately is probably the biggest victim of the glove problem. the purple gloves absolutely destroy an otherwise beautiful color scheme and distract from all the beautiful details of her outfit because they just look SO out of place. i don't hate them enough to dock her points but if they were just. black. or pink even. then she would be completely perfect

pre-reveal akechi: 10/10. ok i laughed out loud when i first saw this because it looks fucking stupid and i recognize that objectively it looks fucking stupid. but from both a design and lore standpoint its. good. it is genuinely very good. it's got a cohesive color scheme and aesthetic which visually places him opposite joker--he is white with red and gold accents in direct contrast to joker's black with red and silver accents. certain aspects of his design seem to deliberately parallel joker's--the v-shaped buttons on his coat are an obvious imitation of the v-shaped accents on joker's waistcoat, the cuffs on his sleeves look just like joker's, the v-cut of his cape is reminiscent of the slit in the back of joker's coat, etc etc. even his gloves (which have to be spotlighted because ive done it for everyone else) are a parallel to joker's--white against red cuffs as opposed to red against black cuffs. from a design standpoint everything about this design is SCREAMING at you that akechi is a direct parallel of joker, and it's done very well imo. from a lore standpoint i can't help but wonder if he made these decisions deliberately, as some sort of challenge to joker or something, since he's the only character who mentions putting actual thought into their outfit.

post-reveal akechi: 3/10. i don't want to be mean but this was a huge downgrade. it's got some good things going for it--the mask is cool, and definitely better than the ugly shit he was wearing before, and the way certain aspects become almost corrupted, like the cape and belt, is a cool touch. however i think a lot of what i praised his pre-reveal design for made things difficult for the designers of this outfit. so much of white knight akechi seems deliberately designed to mirror joker, to be the white to joker's black. so when the designers had to do a dark version of akechi, they ended up backed into a corner, because simply turning akechi's old design black would leave him looking far too similar to joker, who, crucially, he is rejecting completely in order to attain this form in the first place. what the designers settled on was an evil candycane, which. well. i think we could maybe have done a little better. i think leaning into the prince thing might have helped--going from a prince of justice to a prince of darkness, keeping that aesthetic but twisting it into something more disney-villain-esque. at the very least he needs to not be wearing a striped bodysuit. please. im sympathetic to the problems the designers must have faced with this one but im SURE there's a solution that isn't a skintight purple monstrosity.

sumire: 5/10. sigh. this one is hard for me. because if i look at it objectively i think that her design is GOOD. like it's cohesive, it's pretty, the elements fit together, etc etc. but i can't get past the fact that they just straight up made her female joker. like the poor girl can't even get her own outfit. i know she's the love interest but COME ON can we give her a little more agency here PLEASE. the leotard is the only thing that feels definitively like HER because gymnastics and everything else just kind of feels like a genderbent joker cosplay to me. for every other character in this game their thief costume's aesthetic can be related somehow back to them as a character--their motivations, their innermost desires, their personality, SOMETHING. sumire just. gets none of that. she gets to be Joker's Girlfriend. and yeah maybe you could make the case that she like doesn't know who she is or whatever and that's why she defaults to him but it still feels CHEAP. she doesn't even get her own glove color. EVERY OTHER CHARACTER IN THE GAME has a uniquely ugly glove color except sumire who has to share with joker because she is his girlfriend. ugh

[astralfandoms]

Another Poll!!

Okay, so since "drawing a scene from the fic" won, I'm making a poll to help me start on which ones pjojfap

I'm putting the excerpts down below the cut that way it's obvious which places it is but yeah!! vote!! >:3c

Chapter 1

“But what if you can’t? Then what are we going to do if you mess it up?” Beau snapped, stomping her foot in frustration.

“I’m not going to mess it up.” Gianna snapped back, slamming her hands on the keyboard in frustration as she shoots an angry glare at her sibling.

“Then why did it even mess up in the first place? You must’ve done something wrong about charting our course back!”

“At least I’m the one who actually tries learning how to pilot this ship!” Gianna growled angrily.

“GUYS!” Timmy shouted, making both of their attentions snap over to their cousin.

He was pointing at the screen, which now displayed a new message.

INPUT ACCEPTED. EJECTION SEQUENCE STARTED.

Chapter 1…2!

DID YOU REALLY THINK YOU COULD CHANGE MY NARRATIVE WITHOUT ME KNOWING?

…

To be honest?

No.

But, that doesn’t matter.

I’m not going to let you ruin things again.

Chapter 2

And anything that Gianna had been thinking was thrown out of her head upon looking at the girl. She had beautiful blonde hair that looked like waves of honey, golden eyes that glittered like gold, and a dazzling smile. She wore a red cloak that was fastened with a golden coin, a salmon shirt, red brown pants, teal boots, and purple gloves.

Chapter 2…2!

However, her attention was briefly grabbed by this feeling of eyes burning into the back of her head.

But, when she turned around, there was nobody there other than the residents on the island milling about, doing their normal schedules.

Shaking her head and deciding that it was just some sort of paranoia, Gianna jogged to catch up with her cousin and Ally, though she couldn’t quite shake the feeling that someone or something was watching her.

Chapter 3

“What are you doing here?” the masculine voice from before growled from behind the three of them.

Beau turned around slowly and nearly dropped RUMBi as she was face to face with a very familiar face.

Someone who she had never seen in the flesh herself, and only had heard stories about.

Someone who shared her cousin’s black hair with a widow peak and ice blue eyes.

That person being Alphonse Capone, Timmy’s other biological father and her Uncle Tim’s ex-fiancé.

And, from the look on his face, he was pissed at her.

Chapter 4

“Why don’t you come with us? Because, if we’re going to plan on something against them, we need somewhere safe and secure and why not relax a little before we do that?” Gianna suggested cheerfully.

Ally hesitated, before nodding as she took stars hand.

“Sure, why not?”

She tried to ignore the look that Timmy gave her, because if looks could kill, she would be dead tenfold.

Chapter 5

“It’ is wonderful hearing you listen to reason. But first…” The being drawled, shining brighter.

In the blink of an eye, the being was right in front of Felicity, grabbing soft by the throat and lifting her into the air, causing soft to scrabble against the tight grip.

“We need to make sure this one doesn’t talk.” Break said with a hiss to breaks words.

There was a sudden jolt of electricity through softs body before soft’s passed out, the last thing that soft saw being Alphonse’s horrified face.

Chapter 6

“I don’t know, okay! Why are you making such a big deal out of this?!” Gianna bit back, stamping her foot.

“Because you’re acting as if some random girl you met is more important than your own family!”

The words came spilling out of his mouth before he could stop them, making Gianna gasp. Stars surprise quickly turned into rage as she huffed and sat down abruptly. And that was the final straw as Timmy grabbed his jacket and made sure the teleporter badge was secured onto the zipper. He glared over at Gianna, who looked surprised.

Chapter 6…2!

“He is?” the goon, Emil, asked, brows furrowing in confusion as blue glanced from one to the other.

“He is. I was just showing him around but he ended up going ahead of me to see the HQ. Isn’t that right?” the girl replied calmly, putting an arm around Timmy’s shoulders and looking down at him casually.

“Yeah! That’s why I was wanting to head inside! Because I assumed I would be allowed in, my bad.” Timmy laughed off, internally freaking out about how easy this was.

Chapter 6…3!

However, before Beau could clarify, there was the loud sound of doors slamming open, causing the entire lobby to go silent, including even RUMBI and J4N1-T0R. Timmy turned around and saw that, standing in the doorway opposite of where he had come in, was none other than his biological father.

And he did not look happy.

[itsmajel]

I posted 1,456 times in 2022

That's 146 more posts than 2021!

72 posts created (5%)

1,384 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@ruffboijuliaburnsides

@letmetellyouaboutmyfeels

@yetanotherobsessivereader

@comebackcas

@thelittleblackfox

I tagged 162 of my posts in 2022

#0 - 30 posts

#buddie - 44 posts

#majel arts - 29 posts

#fic rec - 25 posts

#911 fox - 22 posts

#911 fanart - 21 posts

#majel reads - 20 posts

#buddie fanart - 16 posts

#self promo - 16 posts

#because look i made this! - 16 posts

Longest Tag: 120 characters

#nowadays if the post does not have pictures i am usually confused at least 3/4 of it until ive figured out who its about

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Remember that shirtless firefighter calendar from season 2 that Eddie and Buck didn’t get into?

Yeah, me too.

Anyone else bummed we didn’t get to see their entries because damn we should have?

Yeah, me too.

Fortunately I remembered I can in fact draw and cast them both for 2022. I know I already drew Eddie once but I felt like I could do even better now and also I just can’t stop myself and really why should I?! So here we go again:

Eddie’s second entry to the LAFD Calendar 2022. Buck had no input in this pose, but it has him hot under the collar anyway. Enough to have him shelling out 18 bucks for a calendar he already owns. Again, it’s for charity and Evan Buckley is a charitable guy.

See reblogs for links to Buck’s and Eddie’s other entries and TK’s and Carlos‘ entries to the Austin first responder calendar 2022.

[Image description: The artwork shows a man—Eddie Diaz—posing shirtless. One neon yellow and silver suspender is visible, draped over his left shoulder and secured to the waistband of his dark pants. The thumb of his left hand is hooked in the black clasp of the suspender, resting on his hip. The red band of the right suspender is just about visible, undone and hanging down by his right hip. A smattering of chest hair lines Eddie’s naked chest, as well as a happy trail disappearing into his pants. A tattoo in Spanish can partially be seen wrapped around his left forearm, the words ‘la mente y’ just about visible. The background is a turquoise hue with streaks of white through it. The artwork was done digitally.]

202 notes - Posted August 20, 2022

#4

“Did you know you produce enough saliva in a year to fill two bathtubs?”

“Are you seriously giving me facts about saliva right now?”

“What? It’s interesting and sort of relevant and -”

“Buck, just shut up and kiss me okay?”

Smiling Buck closed the space and did just that. He kissed Eddie and it felt like fireworks exploded in his chest. Bursting with colour and light and warmth and something that felt an awful lot like happiness...

* * * *

I’m finally back with some Buddie art and this one is dedicated to all the magic, fireworks going off, world stopping, world changing first kisses in fanfic. I love them and Buck and Eddie deserve one. So this is my attempt to visualize that special moment. It’s also the first Buddie kiss I drew way back in …. May. Yes that’s how long it took me to post this even though I’ve been posting my art chronologically (the pride month art being the exception). So yeah please stay tuned for more to come. 

See reblogs for links to more Buddie art by me and the taglist.

[Image description: The artwork shows two men kissing in the foreground—one taller blond (Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley) on the right, and one shorter brunet (Eddie Diaz) on the left. Both men’s eyes are closed. Eddie is heavily stubbled, wearing a maroon T-shirt and Buck is wearing a grey T-shirt with his signature birthmark visible around his left eyebrow. They are backlit by a bursting lens flare. The background is a soft, baby blue hue, with a myriad of coloured confetti decorating the image. The artwork was done digitally.]

263 notes - Posted September 30, 2022

#3

A Buddie sticker design I did for my lovely and beloved friend @octoberobserver who complained there wasn’t enough Buddie merch out there.

I am personally holding her responsible for a) getting me into this mess by making me binge watch season 1 - 4 of this silly litte show and even worse b) delivering the epiphany that Eddie is in fact hot guy from Step Up 4.

For once I have not crawled willingly into this dumpster but been forcefully shoved. Anyway hi 911 Buddie folks, I love it here!

330 notes - Posted April 27, 2022

#2

“Dad, come on! Buck wants to take a picture of us!”

“Yes Eddie come on, I want to take a picture of us!”

“Of course you do, don’t you have a million of them already?”

“Yeah, but one can never have enough pictures of one's favourite Diaz boys. Also I have a feeling this is gonna be a good one!”

* * * *

I’ve been promising some Buddie family art and deliver I shall. Here’s Buck’s favorite playground selfie of the three of them. Eddie teases him for having it as his phone background but it gives him a little happy flutter in his stomach whenever he looks at it so he doesn’t mind. Especially when he finds a copy stuck on Eddie's fridge a few days later.

[Image description: The artwork shows two men in the foreground—one blond (Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley) and one brunet (Eddie Diaz) standing either side of a young brunet child wearing glasses (Christopher Diaz). Everyone is smiling brightly at the camera that is being held up by Buck, posing in front of the outline of a playground. Buck, on the left side of the frame, is wearing a red shirt with a white T-shirt peeking through underneath. Christopher, in the middle, is wearing a light blue shirt while Eddie, on the right, is wearing a darker blue T-shirt. In the background, a bright, clear blue sky can be seen behind the outline of the playground. The artwork was done digitally. ]

366 notes - Posted August 28, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Happy Pride month everyone! Here are Buck and Eddie celebrating the day and proudly showing the world that they are, in fact, more than buddies! ❤️ 🌈 

[Image description: Artwork shows two men—one a taller blond (Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley) and the other, a shorter brunet (Eddie Diaz) kissing. On the left—Buck is wearing a black T-Shirt. He is holding up a bisexual flag (pink, purple and blue striped) in the air with his left hand. On the right—Eddie is wearing a grey T-Shirt. He is holding up the gay flag (rainbow striped) in the air with his right hand. Both men are wearing pride wristbands and their faces are painted with a pride flag, one on Buck’s right cheek, and one on Eddie’s left. Their eyes are closed and smile lines are visible. The background shows a bright blue sky, with fluffy clouds, while multicoloured confetti rains down over the entire image. The artwork was done digitally.]

916 notes - Posted June 7, 2022

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[macaroni-rascal]

Now for the pairs. Valentina and Max are really testing me because they have some gorgeous lifts and movement ability, but my god, some of those other elements really had me clenching. I don't understand why he was in a plain black tee here except maybe he's mourning their unfulfilled potential.

This British team has some of the scariest throws I've seen in my life, and they aren't improving. And for that very reason, like the Crafoords, them skating to Survivor of all things when they're clearly dying out there is a painful viewing experience. They need to seriously send them abroad to more experienced coaches, I worry about this girl.

Italians - same thing. Her costume is hella confusing, I don't get the twin buns, and her top looked like it was on the edge of a wardrobe malfunction the entire time. Him skating in a bulletproof vest was probably a good call given where this event is being held, but also a stark reminder of the state of the world rn, and I need my skating to be escapism. 0 stars.

US teams - cute dresses for the girls but kinda off-the-rack looking? The sparkly snowflake on Chelsea's shoulder needs to be higher up. Why were the boys skating in pajamas, though? I feel like nobody hates pair boys more than skating costume designers.

Okay, my stomach was all knots for the final two teams because within me are two wolves - one that wants the world for Annika and Robert and the other that wants the world for Lia and Trennt. I actually really liked Lia's dress, the detailing really elevated it, and she looked ready for primetime. The thing about Trennt's top - I understand what they were going for but there's no point putting him in the upper part of a tunic if he's not in a skirt as well. His shirt is essentially based on an undergarment and it looks matronly on such a built guy. They had a perfect opportunity to put him in an armor-esque gold tanktop and they didn't take it, it would've given them the extra 2 points in PCS that they needed to come out on top here, but I'm not mad about the result, God is helping them to get to the GPF this year. Also, how tf did they learn salchows all of a sudden this year? Is this Michael's doing? If it is, it's the least he could do after we supported his klutzy tush all those years.

Annika is a ray of sunshine, which is why I don't understand why the lower half of her body suit is black. It could be really gorg if the red continued all the way down. Also the mesh on her stomach ends a little too low for comfort. However, it's not as egregious as Rob's halter top with the Scott Moir PYC rhinestones along the seams when they should've been sprinkled across the shoulders, but I digress. Happy for the teams on this podium because they earned this and none of them have any political power whatsoever. That said, it's looking like Lestat is gonna coast to the world title this year and honestly? Good for her.

A PAIRS ONE? Fasionista nonny, you spoil us.

"Him skating in a bulletproof vest was probably a good call given where this event is being held."

You can't be out here saying things like this when they are the funniest things in the entire world while also making me want to sob for days. Damn. The Italians costume truly made no sense, that gap between her pants and her skate was all I watch the entire program.

I agree about the Germans and the Canadians, I want good things for them both, Trennt needs to be in a gold tank top, and Annika's body suit needs to be reworked -- that harsh red to black doesn't work, it cuts her line.

A wonderful read! Are you going to watch Women and Men as well?

[milkytheholy1]

Everything Ends: Part 9

A/N: sorry for this being a little late, I was watching Turtles Forever for the first time and it's given me some great ideas for future fics. Stay tuned for some very cool things to come!

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Inside the Turtle Tank

"Hull integrity 4%. Breach imminent. Good luck." Came the robotic amalgamation of Donnie's voice as it mocked the two younger brothers through the Turtle Tank's speakers.

The duo were wrapped in each other's arms, embracing the panted breaths and nervous sweats as the countdown continued to tick. The doors to the tank were shaking violently, no doubt due to the monsters that surrounded them.

The red blaring lights served as a reminder and warning that danger was only one step away from them. When the voice reached Mikey's ears, he relaxed a little, huffing out a calming breath "Good, we have an imminent amount of time."

Donnie was too scared to give his usual snark and eye roll, instead flicking his gaze to every possible entrance that could be breached, "Imminent means soon, Mikey." he seethed out through clenched teeth. At the news, Mikey's expression dropped back into that of fear.

The box turtle stared down at his hands, sniffing back the whisps of death that threatened to clutch his soul. Shaking his head, he swivelled away from Donnie's comforting embrace and moved to stand by the Turtle Tank door; a very panicked Donnie watching him with wide eyes.

"Don't worry," he smoothed out, stretching his arms out in front of him. Mikey flexed his fingers as he took in a breath, "I'll save us with my mystic hands!" he began to feel a tingly sensation, but nothing came from it. Mikey kept straining himself, Donnie was sure a vein would pop at some point.

Deciding enough was enough, Donatello placed a sympathetic hand onto his younger brother, a silent way of telling him to stop. Mikey looked back to his hands, clutching his fists together while more tears started to pool, "Maybe Casey was wrong about me."

"About you? Never. P-perhaps you just haven't, errrrr, unlocked it yet. Yep, uh huh, that's what I'm going with." Donnie tried to reason, using video game logic to further prove his point. Mikey turned into Donnie, hugging him tightly. Although Donnie wasn't much of a hugger, he couldn't deny that the comfort of his brother in their final moments wasn't something he would refuse upon.

The crashing and thrashing above them became louder and more violent as the two cried. They crouched in the middle of the Tank, neither one brave enough to fight. Was the air getting thinner in here or was it just Donatello going light-headed?

A powerful scream halted the two brothers, the clanging from above stopped for now. It seemed as though the creature's attention was drawn to something else. The mood had changed significantly, and the atmosphere had gone eerily quiet, which couldn't have been good.

"Hull integrity at 0%, it was nice knowing you." Donnie wanted to curse out the damn thing, why did he have to make his AI so snarky; even if it did have a great voice.

Once the movement of the tank's doors caught the attention of the brothers, they wept aloud. The light from outside was too bright, too artificial as it seeped into the lowering cracks, this looked like it was truly the end.

"This is it, Donnie." Mikey whispered, "WE'RE GONNA DIE!" he screamed out, rapturing Donnie's eardrums. The two squeezed their eyes shut as the light finally embraced them and-

"Knock, knock!" came a friendly voice, one of which they recognised greatly. Mikey blinked his eyes open, seeing an all too familiar silhouette, "April?" he questioned.

Said teen braced a hand against her hip, winking at the pair as they fell out of each other's arms, "Anyone order a rescue?" she quipped. From the ramp's side, a krangified creature leapt at April, but you were faster. Running towards her with speeds that would have made even Draxum jealous, you threw some of those nasty blue vials at the monster, "I got it!"

The creature screamed in pain, collapsing to the side while it's skin burned away. The boys watched it with disgusted faces, Donnie holding a palm to his mouth while his face went to a deeper shade of green, "Boom goes the herbicide!" April cheered, high-fiving you.

You and April threw a few more vials at the vines encasing the Turtle Tank, stepping away as it ungracefully dropped the thing to the ground. Mikey was the first to bolt out and hug you, lifting you in the air and squeezing you ever so tight.

"(Y/N)! I'm so glad you guys are here, you saved us!" he cried. Mikey had managed to drag April, Splinter and Donnie into the embrace, all of you enjoying and relishing in the warmth of family; even if Donnie struggled against the hold, "Uncomfortable with emotion."

Once you all pulled away, Splinter did a head count, he had already lost one son he wasn't about to lose three more. Miming his words, Splinter pointed to each of his children, "Purple, Orange, April, (Y/N), Blue, Fut-" he stopped when he counted the two missing spaces, "Wait a minute, where is Blue and Future Boy?"

Mikey gulped, pointing a shaky hand towards the tunnel of doom, "Somewhere in there..." he murmured out. You felt a shudder run up your spine, man, you did not want to have to go in there at any cost. Maybe it was because it looked scary as hell or maybe it was because you knew that he was in there and that meant having to confront...this whole situation.

Voices echoed and cackled from down the way, "Faster! They're this way, I can smell them." the third sister bellowed out. You shared a worried glance with April, who was equally looking back at you with the same level of fear, "Crap, she found us!" April harshly whispered.

"I thought we lost her two tunnels back," you whispered back, Mikey butted his head into your conversation, "Why are we whispering?"

You three separated, the commotion from behind you getting louder, "We must move, now!" Splinter ordered, pointing towards the tunnel's opening. Swallowing down your pride and a little bit of vomit, you followed the others on shaky legs.

Who knows, maybe meeting Leonardo wouldn't be so bad? I mean, all that happened was a very significant break-up. Yes indeedy, what could go wrong?

[kitchenisking]

September Fic Rec😜

Yo, Yo, Yo! Back to school! Too all the parents that might have a little more time, here's a rec! and too all the student that need a get away from school, here's a rec!🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️ Happy Reading you guys!❤️

And You Say You're Alone by bi_leigh_bi - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 30314, sterek)

Between the kanima, the Argents, and Peter's untimely return from the dead, everything has fallen apart. Stiles and Derek try to put their lives back together once the crisis has passed. Stiles deals with the aftermath of being tortured, and the distance growing between he and Scott. Derek attempts to become a stronger alpha and keep his pack safe, and that includes Stiles.

The Well of Living Waters by kalpurna - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 3022, sterek)

King Derek takes a consort.

a year in sleepovers by sarcasticfishes - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 3370, sterek)

The first time Stiles ended up in Derek’s bed was New Year’s Eve. He was seventeen, a little drunk, and he begged.

as if he were the sun by impossiblespark - (Rating: T, Words: 9202, sterek)

“Scott, I told you, I’m- oh.” Stiles cuts himself off when he opens his eyes and turns to find Derek standing by his open window, brows furrowed dangerously, jaw clenched, nostrils flaring.

His breath catches painfully somewhere in his throat. 

He winces almost imperceptibly as he struggles to sit up. Derek still catches it, and his eyes flash red.

His fucking life.

Thrill (like white-hot wire) by raisesomehale - (Rating: Mature, Words: 4291, sterek)

Stiles made the decision that Derek was his new best friend (and that he'll one day marry him) the day he shared his dinosaur chicken nuggets with him.

Lap Magnet by Prairie_Grass - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 30765, sterek)

Wherein an ill-advised floral arrangement leads to a whole new definition of obliviousness, accidental mate-bonds, and far more sex and tropes than one fic really needs.

or 

Five times Derek and Stiles didn’t notice how close they were (literally) and then a whole bunch of times when they did...

Like Heaven Catching Lighting byweathervaanes - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 41519, sterek)

Prince Stiles of Cor has always known, somewhere in the back of his mind, that he was never truly going to marry for love. Fighting it has only made it worse. Now, presented with a choice between two children of the Hale family of Ignis, Derek and Cora, he must make the decision to determine who will rule by his side. If only it were that simple.

-0-

“Tell me,” he says, taking a drink. “If your sister does accept me as her husband, would you be pleased for her fortune or yours?”

Derek sets down the pitcher and moves further into the room, removing his vest and setting it over a chair. “I don’t believe that’s a fair question. If she finds happiness in your kingdom, by your side, of course I’ll be pleased for her.”

“And relieved, I imagine.”

Derek turns, arms crossed over his chest. “Would you be?”

Tonight, the foxes hunt the hounds. byTheBeastsWrite (orphan_account) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 21096, sterek)

Stiles always knew finding a mate would be hard for him. He's not bright and beautiful like Lydia, or stong like Danny or adorable like Scott. 

He was just Stiles, fox kid with ADHD who loved to draw. 

Derek Hale was everything, popular, strong, smart and gorgeous.

They get put together on an English assignment and it doesn't go at all like Stiles expects.

I Will Meet You In The Woods bydylan_blaze_nightstars - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 6983, sterek)

Derek goes running as a wolf in the forest, he just wasn't expecting to meet a curious fox who seems to know who he is.

Gathering Hearts by neil4god - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 2050, sterek)

Derek brought this on himself, he brought the alpha's here and now they're all trying to worm their way into Stiles' affection and even worse, his pants! Screw diplomatic relations, screw tradition, he should have cancelled the whole thing and kept Stiles to himself. Not that Stiles was his or even wanted to be his, right?

[mallowdarling]

Down the Rabbit Hole - An Obey Me fan story!

Hey guy, so, erm... I've decided I'll tell this story in a written format. It's been quite the while since I last wrote something for the purpose of posting it, so my polishing skills might not be serving </3 I'll get back on it after some time.

I do hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 0 - Earlier that day.

The alarm went off as the clock marked 6:30 a.m. Mallow rubbed her temples while holding in a yawn, lamenting that she would have to go out so early in the morning. She got up and made her way to the bathroom, ignoring her growling stomach for the time being. She would get breakfast on her way there later. 

The outfit picked for the day was smart: a plain, black leotard with a set of bell bottom, ginger pants and her favorite T-strap heels. She looked in the mirror dissatisfied at how her short hair was going in so many different directions at once, and grabbed a comb to untangle all the knots in the merlot red strands. Once that was done, she got a small handful of gel and passed it on all the locks to keep them in place throughout the day. After checking her phone and seeing the time skipped to 7:15 a.m, she placed any objects she deemed necessary in her bag and headed straight to the exit, turning off all the light switches found in the way.

Upon unlocking and opening the door she noticed an envelope attached, with a single piece of tape, on it, right at her eye level. Weird! Whatever happened to using the mailbox? She grabbed it and turned it around, looking for the information of the sender, but there was nothing there except for her own name in the “To” section, the only hint of identification from them being a red wax seal, with a single ‘D’ serving as its mark, on the front that kept the paper closed.

She opened it carefully and took the letter hidden inside it on hands. There it was written, in quite the beautiful calligraphy:

 

"Congratulations! 

We are pleased to inform you have been selected to enter the Royal Academy of Diavolo.

Please sign this letter to confirm you have received it.

We are looking forward to welcoming you as part of our new exchange program.

Yours sincerely

Diavolo"

 

There was a blank space below the text, waiting for her signature to serve at its filling content. Was that an advertisement of some sort?

Oh, well.

She crumpled the papers, threw them on a trash bin inside her apartment, closed the door and went downstairs.

On the first floor, Pietro, her neighbor, was waiting for her while finishing his dark blond curls in front of a mirror placed in the middle of the hallway.

– Ah! Buongiorno, Mallow! – The man exclaimed, taking his attention away from his reflection to look at her.

– Buongiorno.

– Had a good night of sleep?

– You know the answer.

The remark got an awkward giggle out of him. As she approached the mirror herself and stood besides him, he looked back to his image on the object to carry on what he was doing, but without breaking the small talk:

– So, what are the plans for today?

– Office job interview. 

– Oh… – Both sighed – Not selling your art anymore?

She paused for a moment, holding the lipstick she was applying a bit far from her lips. The guy couldn't tell, given his focus on something else, but she looked a bit defeated for a moment before replying, dryly:

– Not if it doesn't cover the bills.

She walked away to the front door and he catched up to her, after taking some seconds to notice she was already leaving. 

– Well, then… Good luck, Mal! And have a nice day!!

– Thank you… You too!

They exchanged this last bit of dialog before going in their own directions, him with his relaxed and slow steps, and her with her determined, rushed strides. 

 

* * *

Mallow was always aware of her surroundings, paying discreet attention to anything happening near her. This wasn't the case that day, though, as anyone who walked past her on the sidewalk could tell she was inside her own mind. The cause of her distraction was an odd dream she has been having every night for the past month or so. It was disconnected and nonsensical: a bunch of different voices and faces she didn't recognize, clinging onto her, calling for her, on a dark hall she had never seen before. They were suffocating her. It sent a shiver down her spine just to remember it. It worsened her insomnia and gave her a hard time to both fall and stay asleep throughout the night. “I wasn't supposed to be so tired today.” She thought. “Hopefully, this won't get in my way”, to which she would try to assure it wouldn't with a good, full cup of black coffee.

As she turned around a corner, on a very quiet street, she spotted a shadow in the corner of her eyes, running behind a building's tall walls straight into what could only be an alley. It wouldn't be something she'd pay much mind to normally, but that same shiver went through her entire body once again. Not even a minute after, another shadow passed by her feet, running abnormally fast, and went right into the same alley. This time she made out a rounded shape out of it. Could that be a cat?

Opting to go back to her own path, not really interested in figuring that mystery out, she only took a couple of steps before feeling a strong wind hit her hair, as if something had just flown right at her head and missed her face by very few centimeters. That could not be a cat! A bird, then…? The woman tried hard to ignore it and leave, she really did! But there was an urge that moved her own feet for her, with way too much certainty, as if aimed for a decided location.

Mallow walked back, entered the alley and saw… nothing. There was nothing. Only some dumpsters filled to the brim with trash, and it smelled horribly. “This again. I won't stop seeing things until I get a quality night of rest. I will have to go straight to bed when I get home!”

She was about to get out of there, until she heard giggles. Birds do not giggle. A wave of discomfort struck her instantly, along with an overwhelming pressure that froze her in place. As she turned around, she finally got a glimpse of what was causing her distraught: six tiny, pitch-black, horned creatures, bouncing around and smiling at her with sets of dangerously sharp teeth. They all had a glow around them, each in a different color.

– Wha... What are… Where did these…?!

The red-headed thought of five different actions to take, but didn't go through with any. She was scared, yes. What were those things?! But she was also intrigued. What were those things?

– Ah, finally! We were starting to think nothing would get your attention. – One of those things, the blue one, spoke before the others could.

– It speaks?! – The ‘little beasts’ all showed annoyance with the human's interjection.

– Of course we speak! – The yellow one snapped back – Now, ya ready to go?

She was dumbfounded. Her mind working at miles per hour in hopes of deciphering what was going on. It was completely instinctive when she asked:

– Go… where?

– Didn't you read the letter we sent you? – The orange one was snarky with its response

“Letter? That letter?? They sent that??? They can send letters?!?!?!”

– Oh well, so be it. – The blue spoke again – You can't say we didn't warn you. Come on now, we're going to be late!

With a sudden shaking, cracks formed on the ground and ripped a hole open on the surface, making Mallow flitch and backtrack in fear of… whatever that was about. The “thingies” jumped right into it one by one with no second thought, until it was the sixth one's, the one who glowed red, turn. It stopped to look at the motionless woman with dull eyes, waiting for her to do something, to which she responded with a puzzled stare.

– Aren't you coming? – It asked after two minutes of eye contact.

– No!? – She replied with quite the speed. Unfortunately, she didn't have much of a choice, it seemed. 

The creature grabbed her hand on its small “paws” that had an unexpected strong grip to them, and dragged her down into that opening. 

Mallow screamed, not having been quick enough to run away, for someone to come help her. But nobody heard. Nobody came. 

And so she fell, and kept on falling for what felt like eternity. The hole under her just looked like it got longer with every meter she descended. It didn't really feel like a fall, though, it was completely abnormal. After a while she got used to it. So much so that, freakishly, she almost wasn't scared anymore. Seeing how those tiny beings falling with her were playing around, very excited to “get there”, as they were chanting to one another, calmed her a little, assuming they wouldn't be so happy if there was something terrible awaiting for her.

But then...

...she hit the ground. 

The beginning;

I decided this year would be the year I finally worked on something big with Mallow. I've had her lore completed and my whole storyline for this game just sitting in my head for 2 years now, so it's only fair I make it happen now that we're starting a new journey of 366 days.

I'm not used to making comics but I'm happy with how this one turned out. Hope you guys appreciate it <3