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[clownprincehoeshi]

Parallel Hearts - Chapter 9

Synopsis: Never in your wildest dreams you imagined that you’ll meet your ult bias. Maybe you finally have your shot at love and happiness. Or not.

Pairing: fem reader x idol Jungkook fem reader x idol Mingyu fem reader x idol Hoshi

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Angst

Warnings: Kissing-Nudity-Sex 18+-Harrassment-Stalking-Death mentions-Cheating

Word count: 5681

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If you didn’t know before what you were feeling for Soonyoung, now you kind of do. That hug told you a lot. You had feelings for him, and these stupid feelings started creeping up here and there, without you realising.

You don’t know when it started or why. Maybe because he had such a soft and kind personality? Maybe because he was cute and fluffy like a teddy bear? And every time he smiled at you it made your day better?

You managed to pick yourself up and got that salad done. You all sat around the table outside, food and drinks all out and ready. You thought to taste some wine. Afterall, you were in a village filled with winery.

Being not such a big fan of wine meant you were not used to drink it so just one glass turned you into a talking smiley human.

It’s fine, you were among friends. Hana and Jun knew you very well. Then there was Vernon that would never judge or laugh at you. Joshua was completely drunk by now and Soonyoung seemed tipsy too, cheeks all red.

Now, maybe Seungkwan was the type to crack up some jokes, but he was too busy having fun.

Seungkwan: Ok, I have a proporsi…proprosi…porpo…shit. Let me try again. Pro po sit ion. There! Tonight is a night for deep conversations. We are among friends and I don’t know about you, but I would love to hear some touching stories and ideal from each of you. And maybe someone even has questions.

Joshua: I love this, Kwanie.

Seungkwan: Since I came up with the idea, I’ll start. I want to know what was the hardest moment of your life and what did you do to make it better.

Hana: Wow, that’s some deep shit there. The hardest moment for me was when my grandmother died. She practically raised me and I will never forget her. And I think you never heal from something like that, but with time, things get a little better and you cry less.

You try to show her some support by rubbing her back. You know the feeling of loosing someone close like that. It happened when you were in your home country few years back. You still think about that friend every single day. So yeah, it’s something that will always hurt.

Seungkwan: Ok, my hardest moment it’s similar. Everyone knows about my best friend and what happened. So….yeah, that was…really hard. I still struggle with the pain sometimes, but I have really good friends around me and my family. I know I am loved and it makes me feel safe.

Joshua: Yaaaah, this conversation while drunk hits different. Me next!! I think for me it was when I moved from the States. I didn’t know the language, the people, the culture. I was just a church boy that found himself in a foreign place. What about you, Hosh?

Hoshi: Ummm, there have been a few times when I had a really hard time. I can say that it’s hard to put one in front of the other because the contexts were very different. But for me, there were two moments. First one was when we first got hate from the public and antis. We were just kids and we didn’t deserve that much hate. I mean why would people be so mean? There is room for everybody. To tell us that we will never succeed. It made my blood boil. But we showed them. Look where we are now, there is no higher than this.

Vernon: And the second one?

Some of the guys were already prepared for what he was going to say, they knew it will be about his ex.

Hoshi: I mean…you know. Do I have to say it?

Seungkwan: Some of us don’t know, so yes. Not me, though, I know EVERYTHING!

Hoshi: It was when my at the time girlfriend cheated on me with one of my favourite idols. Caught them in bed. Something like that traumatises you for life. Really. I still have nightmares about it and I’m afraid of starting a new relationship. I think I better stay single.

Jun: Hosh, we talked about this before. You can’t expect that every future partner will act like that. For example, did you ever cheat?

Hoshi: No.

Jun: Then, Y/N here that was cheated on by an ex should think all guys cheat and never get involved with a guy again?

Hoshi: Someone cheated on you?

Hana: Yeah, silly. Your friend Mingyu.

Hoshi: I am sure he didn’t.

Hana: How can you know?

Hoshi: He’s one of the most genuine guys I know and I trust him, he would not lie to us.

Y/N: It doesn’t matter now, and yes, I have been cheated on, but by a guy you don’t know. It’s all in the past.

Hoshi: I want to know.

Joshua: Tell us, Y/N, we won’t judge. It’s a safe space and it stays between us.

Y/N: Sooo, I was 21 and we were together since I was 18. He was my first love, we met in college. I thought he was such a kind person, until I started to pay attention to the things my friends were telling me. I was just so blinded by love that I couldn’t see the big red flags. Turned out in our last year together he started a new relationship with a girl who used to be his best friend’s girlfriend.

Vernon: Shiiiieeeet, that’s so fucked up.

Y/N: And the way I found out it made me sick. We used to live together and when I got back to our shared apartment from a weekend of taking care of my sister, because she got very sick. I found long black hairs everywhere. All over the bedroom floor, in the toilet, even inside of one of my fucking t shirts. He gave her my t shirt, guys! My favourite t shirt with the picture of my dog on it.

Hoshi: Where does this guy lives?

Jun: What’s his name?

Y/N: It obviously still hurts knowing I was so disrespected and humiliated. Of course it still plays with my head whenever I meet someone new. So you can understand why I just couldn’t believe Mingyu and get back together. Yeah, maybe he didn’t cheat, maybe it was a trap for us to brake up, but for me, having such low trust, it’s a deal braker. The moment the guy I’m with makes me cry and hurtlike that and feel unsecure about our relationship, it’s done.

Seungkwan: Oh, now things are starting to make sense. I think you two could share your experience, since it’s similar. I never knew how is to be cheated on.

He said, pointing to Hoshi while looking at you.

Y/N: Jun, tell us yours.

Jun: It’s like Shua hyung. Leaving home for a foreign country. Man, it was so hard to communicate with the guys. They were very good to me though and I really feel loved. So all hardship paid off in the end.

Everyone looking at Vernon, waiting.

Vernon: Oh. My turn. For me, it’s not a specific moment that happened and that’s that. It’s something that keeps on happening and I find myself having the hardest times when it does. It’s when I see members having a tough time, whether they are sick, or exhausted, or just sad and depressed. Their mood is affecting me a lot and it’s really hard to help when it happens. Because you never know what are the right words or the right actions, you know.

Everyone looking at Vernon with heart eyes and nodding, like he said something amazing. Which he did, Vernon is a pretty mature and knowledgeable guy. We love him, we admire him and we need to protect him, ok?

Y/N: Noni, I feel really bad about all those weird ass fan calls you are getting. I wish I would slap some sense into those fans, you don’t deserve that.

Seungkwan: Remember when Mingyu just hang up to a fan that told him to show her his abs? That’s what we should do every time someone is rude or out of line like that.

Y/N: Yeeesss!!!!! And you should hire me as your bodyguard and I’ll slap some bitches.

Joshua: Really? That’s how much you love us?

In your drunken state, you didn’t realise that the next second you looked right into Soonyoung’s eyes while replying “yes”to Joshua.

When he blushed red, you realised what you did and moved your eyes from him.

Shit shit shit!

Hana: Juniiii! Did you know that I had the biggest crush on you?

You were just having a sip from your glass and hearing her, you spit that all out. Luckily, in the air and on yourself, not on someone else. You rushed to the bathroom, took your shirt off and tried to wash it as quick as you could.

Stupid wine! I knew I shouldn’t drink it.

You think you did a pretty decent job with getting the stains out and now you have to get out of the downstairs bathroom to go up to your bedroom and find a new shirt to wear.

Hurrying out the bathroom door into the hallway, your drunk mind had no time to intercept the person in front of you and you crashed right into them.

The crash was so fast and silly and it threw both of you to the floor, whining.

Y/N: Ooooowww, my butt!!!

Hoshi: What about mine? Don’t you watch where you’re going?

Y/N: Me? What about you? Were you going to enter the bathroom while I was still inside?

Hoshi: I didn’t know you were in there.

Y/N: What if I was naked?

Hoshi: Why would you be naked?

Y/N: Taking a shower is supposed to happen naked.

Hoshi: Well you are half naked.

Y/N: Uh?

And you look down. You’re indeed half naked, only shorts and a bra on. You forgot all about the wet shirt you had in your hand that went flying somewhere on the floor.

Y/N: Like you’re not enjoying the view. Huh!

Hoshi: Am not!

Y/N: You are, look how you’re still starring.

Hoshi: Not my fault, I’m just a guy and you’re…

Y/N: I’m what?

He gets up faster than Flash and walks past you, right into the bathroom.

Y/N: I’m what? I’m what?

Hoshi: Shut uuuup!

He panicked because he was this close to tell you “you’re beautiful”

Because why would you tell a woman she’s beautiful, she doesn’t need to know. Keep your feelings to yourself, make her wait. Let her wonder. Wait a while, let her think, let her want you. Let her find another guy, get married. Maybe then it’s the right time to tell her. right?

You’re such an idiot! He tells himself. For almost blowing up his cover or for not telling you? He’s not sure. Just like he’s not sure what to do about what he feels towards you.

Now he’s sitting on the bathroom door, back leaned on the door, mouth open and eyes wide. He thinks he needs to stop drinking. How is he supposed to manage this week with you around? Why did he come here? He could have stayed back at the hotel with the other guys.

15 minutes later he gets out and walks outside. Nobody’s there. He hears music on the beach so he starts walking slowly, passing the trees and bushes in his way.

All of you were dancing in the sand, under the Moon. The sea was calm and the breeze nice. He felt happy, so in that moment he decided that what’s done is done and he will try to enjoy the next few days, even if it will become harder and harder for him.

He joined in into your little dancing circle.

Of course, you needed to tease him now.

Y/N: Now Kwon Soonyoung, we know we’re mere peasants compared to your dancing skills, please don’t make us feel bad.

Hoshi: Ha! I’m not a meanie like you, would never do that.

Y/N: Oh, I’m a meanie now?

In a fraction of a second you take his bottle of water he was holding in his hand and you run towards the water. He starts running after you.

Hoshi: Yaaaahh!! Give me that? I need to get sober!

Y/N: Why? You’re more easy drunk.

You stop few steps into the water and turn to him.

Hoshi: Easy? I’m not easy!

Y/N: Yeah you are. If DK was here you would be kissy kissy.

Hoshi: Well that’s because it’s our thing when we drink. My lips are not cheap, you know. I don’t just kiss anyone.

You start putting your lips, making kissing faces.

Y/N: Who will you kiss tonight? Seungkwan? I know you like to get him angry and he would hate that.

He starts pacing to your direction, his eyes mad and face serious. He grabs your chin with one hand and plants a kiss right on your lips. A small, quick kiss. Didn’t really feel like a peck, because it was wet, hard and longer than one.

With his other hand he grabs his bottle then he turns around and walks to the others.

Hoshi: Is this answering your question?

And he left you there. Pouty and upset. Shocked. He left you with your thought. There is nothing to say to that, he left you speechless for the first time. Well, it’s the first time that he knows of.

He stops somewhere a few meters in his way and turns to you, almost like waiting for an answer. He had no idea where this courage came from. He really kissed you.

Hoshi: Tiger got you tongue?

He crosses his arms before his chest and looks at you, still waiting. He thinks you’re so cute flustered like that.

Then you start moving and walk to him.

Y/N: Why did you do that?

Hoshi: What did I do?

Y/N: This is not a game, Soonyoung. After that conversation we just had one hour ago? You pull this? You can’t just kiss me then act like nothing happened.

Hoshi: I needed to shut you up somehow, you kept being mean to me.

Y/N: So what, now you’re going to kiss me anytime I tease you?

Hoshi: I don’t know.

Y/N: Do you like me, or something? Because it’s giving crush.

Hoshi: Pfff, as if. It was just a peck and I got the reaction I wanted. Look at you all flustered.

You shake your head and walk away. You hear his footsteps in the back, this time he’s quiet.

You don’t stop walking, telling goodnight to the group and heading to your room.

Seungkwan: Ya, Hoshi! What did you do?

Hoshi: Nothing, I was just messing with her a little.

You go straight into the shower, taking a cold one and all you can think about, all you can see and feel is that kiss. Stupid Soonyoung!!!

You get into bed and minutes later Hana comes and lays next to you, pulling one leg over yours.

Hana: Pooks, what happened?

Y/N: Stupid Soonyoung kissed me.

Hana: Wha..when? why?

Y/N: When we were in the water. I was teasing him about kissing the guys when he’s drunk so I guess he took it as a challenge? I don’t know.

Hana: Didn’t you hit his nut sack again?

Y/N: Nah, I was just speechless and I was standing there like a fool. Then I scolded him for doing that and left.

Hana: What did he say?

Y/N: He was acting like it was nothing. Really, I don’t get this guy.

Hana: You think he was trying to get back at you for that kiss in front of Mingyu and JK?

Y/N: You know…that didn’t even cross my mind. But you might be onto something. Still, after the conversation we had, he goes and kisses me?

Hana: Well, babe, you’re both single and adults. Nobody is cheating anybody. But I have the best idea ever.

Y/N: Oh no, here comes the worst idea ever.

Hana: No, I’m serious, it’s so good you will think I’m the smartest person. Here it goes. What if.

Y/N: Yeah?

Hana: What if? And bare with me here. What if you play his game, but better.

Y/N: What the hell does that mean?

Hana: I feel like he’s playing here, wanting to see your reactions. Beat him at his own game. Play it, do crazy shit to get a reaction out of him, flirt. Like, heavy flirting. You know what I mean.

Y/N: Hana, you know I kinda like him, right?

Hana: So what?

Y/N: Like, I don’t want to hurt my own feelings. You know, starting to like him more from all the flirting and he rejects me.

Hana: Pleaaaase, it will be so fun. I promise, boo! If you want, I can give you the ideas on what exactly to do. He won’t know what it hit him. Look at me! If he isn’t in love after I’m done with him, you can do whatever you want, I will be your personal servant for the whole year.

Y/N: I will do it only because I don’t lose at games. You’re on, Kwon Hoshi!

At least you could sleep now, knowing he’s been challenging you with that kiss and you’re going to get back at him.

Next morning the plan was in motion. Hana helped you pick the sexiest swim suit and you wore it for breakfast, with just a thin unbuttoned shirt over it. He hasn’t seen you like this ever.

And when he lays eyes on you  while you’re coming down the stairs it all feels in slowmotion. Your long golden hair shining when you walked in front of the window right into the sunshine. A light breeze was blowing your shirt away, revealing your spectacular tanned body.

He thought you looked like a goddess. Walking slowly and sensual towards the kitchen, his eyes went to your thighs. Magnificent, he thought. He wanted to be squeezed by them. They looked so soft.

Eyes going up to your perfect waist that he wanted to grip and never let go, to your breasts that were barely covered by the swim suit bra. If he was never a boob guy, now he was. Your neck sensual and long. If only he could put his hand around it while thrusting into you.

And don’t even get him started with your lips. He loved them. So plump, soft and sweet. Now that he felt them he wanted more.

You reached the kitchen table where he was sitting and his mouth almost drooling, opened wide, made you chuckle.

Y/N: Soonyoung, are you feeling ok? Too much Sun for you here? What can I do to make you feel better?

You put your hand on his thigh and look at him with a cute pout.

He snaps out of it like your hand burned his leg.

Hoshi: Sorry, I just had too much to drink last night and I’m not feelings super.

Y/N: Did you eat yet? Want me to make you something?

Hoshi: I ate what Shua hyung made earlier.

Then you pat his head and leaned in a little to push your breasts together right in his face.

Y/N: Ok Soonyoungie, just tell me if you need anything.

All the guys were looking at each other lost, was clear you were teasing Hoshi and honestly, it was funny to them.

After you had something to eat, you saw the group outside around the pool and you signaled Hana that you’re going for another attack.

Hana: Girl! Already, a second attack? You trying to finish the poor boy?

Y/N: He started it, I’m going to finish it.

And like that you walked outside, slowly, moving your hips from side to side like a tease. You knew you will leave collateral damage in your path but it was war. You’re not weak.

Walking to stand in front of him on the other side of the pool, you drop your shirt and slowly sitting on the edge, dipping your feet in the water. At some point you lean forward to get some in your hands and splash it over your chest.

Droplets of cold water dropping down your sunbathed body, running down down to your belly and further into your bikinis.

Hoshi gulps loud, he fears the whole planet heard it. His throat feels dry like he just chewed a cactus and swallowed it.

He starts coughing agresively.

Noticing this and knowing it’s because of you, you raise the stakes. You look at Hana and nod and she immediately brings over some oil for tanning.

Since he drank some water to calm himself down, you took advantage and started to pour oil all over your barely covered body, massaging slowly and sensualy.

The worst thing for Hoshi was not that, but the way you locked your eyes with his while massaging yourself with the oil.

Jun knew already what was coming, Josh was quietly waiting, looking between you two, feeling the tension. Vernon was somewhere on a daybed sleeping. Again. Seungkwan was waiting for the drama like hot bread and Hana was trying not to die laughing.

You knew your acting skills were at a high level, in a funny way. But now you were trying to be more or the sexy side of acting.

So after you put oil all over your front side, you were pretending you couldn’t reach your back side so you grabed your little oil bottle and came to Hoshi.

Hoshi: Soonyoungie, help please?

Looking up at you with the bambiest eyes that ever bambied, he stopped breathing.

Hoshi: What?

You grabbed his hand to pull him up and he was just like a rag in your hold. He was just so weak and complient. He stood up and you handed him your oil.

He took without questioning any further; you turned your back to him.

He was like a lost puppy waiting for instructions.

Y/N: Come on, Soonie, the Sun will burn my skin. Are you scared?

Hoshi: Scared? Of what?

Y/N: I don’t know, you tell me.

 As soon as he heard scared, his competitive side came to life and he started to rub the fuck out of that oil on your body. When he finished with your back, he went down on your butt, being not very gentle with it.

You got a soft moan out of your mouth, could not figure out if it just happened or it was planned. You’ll tell your friends later it was planned 100%.

When he heard your little moan, he rolled his eyes so hard he could feel them on the back of his head. He felt tormented and tortured.

He felt getting hard under his shorts. He had half a brain to keep his oversized t shirt on, hiding his shameful hardon. He felt like a perv.

Then he had to kneel behind you to rub your legs too.  Just some 30 minutes ago he was thinking how would those thighs feel.

Well I’m dead already. Stop being such a pussy, you know she’s doing this on purpose. Keep your head up! No! Bad idea! Not right now, dummy, there’s that unbelievable ass up there. Keep your eyes to the ground and finish this quick. Mingyu, you idiot.

Hoshi: I need to wash the oil off my hands.

And he sprints to the bathroom upstairs where he can be sure nobody will bother him for the new minutes. The guy was beyond turned on. He hadn’t had sex in a few good months, they were on tour, he hasn’t  even had a passing friend with benefits since he can’t even remember.

Then it was this..thing he felt for you. Was it just lust? Just a horny guy who needs it bad?

As soon as he entered his bathroom, he locked the door, threw his clothes off, got under the cold shower and took care of that impossibly hard cock he had in his hand.

Thinking about how that hand also just touched your ass, your legs. Oh, he felt like such a big perv again. But he admitted he was weak for you.

He wasn’t usually like this. He was always drawn to feelings then came the lust and sex. He always needed some sort of connection with his partners to feel the need for sex.

But this? Now? He couldn’t describe, it felt animalistic almost. His hand up and down his thick leaking cock started to become faster and faster. He really needed to cum and calm himself down.

He thought this was the best orgasm ever, even better than when he had sex. What is he doing with his life? That’s not right.

You splayed yourself over a towel next to the pool. Hana was next to you, whispering in your ear about Hoshi.

Hana: I could bet that he went to jerk himself off. I just know it.

Joshua: Y/N, that with Soonyoung was fucking hilarious. Please do it again, I love watching him flustered.

Soonyoung appeared after a short while. He needed a cold cold shower too. He gave you a look, shaking his head, almost like wanting to say “you’re not playing fair, but it’s on”

He maybe be weak sometimes but he’s a fighter. He never gives up.

That same day at night it was time for your third and final attack of the day.

You baked some cake with chocolate and brought it to everyone to taste. The chocolate easily melted on the fingers when you took the small piece of cake with your hand.

You didn’t bring any utensils, exactly for this reason. Damn, Hana is such a menace sometimes, she has such crazy good ideas.

You hoped everyone will take the cake with their hands and it is like you suspected. You offered one to Hoshi, with a cute innocent smile on your face. If only he knew.

As soon as you saw his fingers covered in chocolate, you made a worried face.

Y/N: Oh no, you’ve gotten a bit dirty. Let me help.

And when you took his thumb and put it in your mouth to suck all that chocolate off, his legs melted. He forgot his own name.

With a shocked face he asked: What are you doing?

Y/N: Helping you clean up.

Hoshi: Aish, this girl.

He started smirking and pretending to scold you.

Hoshi: I had no idea you wanted me this much.

Y/N: I don’t, though. And I am not trying to do anything.

He leans closer to your face, locks ayes with you and runs his thumb over your lower lip, then puts it in his mouth.

Hoshi: You left some chocolate here. You’re welcome!

So he’s hitting back. Good, I would feel bad for having a weak opponent. I might like him even more now.

It went out like this the whole week. You did something, he did something. Every time you both got flustered. Your friends were getting tired of it, seeing the obvious tension between you too. And it was more of a sexual tension.

You two looked at each other like you wanted nothing more than to spend the next 24 hours in bed.

The last night before you had to go back in Barcelona, you decided to have a serious talk to him, because you felt overwhelmed. You felt like your heart would explode.

You knew it, you were in love. You didn’t want to be, you wanted to erase every single little feeling.

You were all walking to your wooden cabin in the woods where you spend the last 3 days. It was a narrow street that took to your place. Planning to hold him back to talk, you grabbed his wrist and just gave him a look.

He understood what you wanted and he took your hand telling you to follow him. He took you to a little hill where there was a big swing where you two sat, under a big jacaranda tree.

You both sat there in silence for a while, just enjoying the moment, knowing it doesn’t come often.

Hoshi: What am I going to do with you, huh?

Y/N: What’s that supposed to mean? Am I insufferable? You hate me yet?

Hoshi: Is that what you were trying? To make me hate you?

Y/N: Of course not.

Hoshi: Be honest. What were you trying to do?

Y/N: Ummm, getting back at you for that kiss.

Hoshi: I see, I see. So if I gave you a real proper kiss, you would try to stab be whenever you see me?

You giggle and push your shoulder into his.

Y/N: Soonyoungie, come oon.

He starts acting cute, calling you Y/Nie and touching your nose with his finger.

You stare at each other one minute too much.

Hoshi: What are we doing?

Y/N: I don’t know. You just annoy me so much.

Hoshi: Am I?

You nod, smiling cutely.

Hoshi: I thought I was one of your favourite people.

Y/N: My God, Soonie, what made you think that?

Hoshi: Hmm, you calling me those cute nicknames, for example. We have been teasing each other for months. And I am pretty sure we have gotten close. You know, it’s like my friendship with Kwan. It’s a love-hate relationship.

Y/N: Friendship.

You repeat.

 You look up at the night sky. He puts his hand over your hand that is placed on the bench of the swing. He smiles. You get up, not looking at him.

Y/N: We should head to the cabin, we’re leaving early in the morning.

He gets up too and grabs your wrists, standing so close.

Hoshi: You wanted to talk but you are not saying anything. Why do you keep running away when we’re having a serious conversation?

Y/N: Serious about what?

Hoshi: Our feelings. Don’t act like a little brat now, you know what I’m talking about and I think you owe me some answers.

Y/N: It’s not like you had some answers for me.

Hoshi: Did I hear any questions and I refused to answer?

Y/N: I… guess not.

Hoshi: So then stop being a brat and ask me. I’ll answer.

Y/N: Don’t treat me like I’m a baby, I’m just one year younger than you!

He pouts and cups your face with both his hands.

Hoshi: I like it when you get feisty and angry. Now you say something you like about me.

Y/N: I like…your silly jokes nobody laughs at, but you. I secretly find them so funny but I keep my laughter inside.

Hoshi: Wow, that’s mean. I like how you lose yourself in thoughts, it feels like you’re thinking about 1000 things all at once.

Y/N: I like how you’re actually really soft on the inside, even when you scream like a loonatic to make people think you’re dangerous.

Hoshi: Hey, I am dangerous!

Y/N: Not in the way you think you are.

Hoshi: Oh? Then In what way?

He gets even closer this time, his hands now falling from your face.

Y/N: You know, I can’t seem to figure out if you’re trying to kiss me or kill me, since you had your hands cupping my face for the last 5 minutes.

Hoshi: First your answer, then mine.

Y/N: You’re dangerous in the way you make girls fall for you for being too cute. Should be illegal.

Hoshi: Oh?

Y/N: Your answer?

 But he doesn’t answer. His hands fall on your neck, his thumbs rubbing your cheeks lovingly. His nose touching yours, his plush lips hovering over yours. You can feel his warm body glued to yours. It’s like you can feel his heartbeat. Or is it yours?

You don’t want to close your eyes, you want to see him. Those eyes that tricked you into falling in love again. Why did it have to be him? Why not a complete stranger? A random guy you met at work, on tour, even a tourist, a friend of a friend.

You whisper over his lips: What are you doing?

Hoshi: I really really really want to kiss you right now.

He said it.

You won’t go for the kiss and it seems he’s delaying the moment. He might still be playing with you. He might not even like you like that.

So you pull away just when his lips slightly touched yours.

Y/N: I can’t.

He looked at you with sad eyes, trying to understand what he did wrong.

Hoshi: Did I mess it up?

Y/N: No, I just can’t and shouldn’t.

Hoshi: Will you tell me why? Apart from the reason I already know about the past and not trusting men anymore? I won’t be a jackass and say that I’m different. All I can tell you is that I like you. I can’t tell you what the future will bring, if we are good for each other or not. Shit, I am scared too. I’ve never felt like this and I have absolutely no idea how to manage everything I am feeling.

Y/N: Soonyoung. I am so scared about everything. I don’t want a failed relationship anymore. I just want to be THAT someone to somebody, you know, not someone who’s left aside just in case the grass is greener on the other side. I don’t wanna feel like a second choice. I want to be wanted, completely, loved.

Hoshi: I want to give all that to you if you’ll let me.

Y/N: I don’t think I can, I’m sorry. Please, just let me go to my room.

He lets go of you and watches you slowly get further and further away. He just stands there, eyes filling with tears ready to burn his cheeks. Should  just give up? Is this the Universe telling me we would not work together? Why do I feel such a strong pull towards her then? Man, this sucks. Now what?

[yaut-jaknowit]

Carved Into Flesh

Pairings: We'ar-ow (Female Yautja) x Reader

Word Count: 3075

Summary: With your ex-mate challenged by the Monarch, he has no choice but to fight. With nowhere to go, you were rooted in your spot and forced to watch. To watch as this random female demolishes and wipes the floor with Dwainet, quite literally. He stands no chance against someone who holds themselves with such pride and confidence that leaked no falsehood. There’s a reason she is Monarch.

Author Note: Part three is here! Writing this new story is so much fun! I've had time to draw up a few more pictures of her as well. I'll have to post them later though, they're not finished yet.

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From her spot on the mat that’s slicken in blood that’s not hers, We’ar-ow begins to circle. Dwainet starts to mirror her actions. The same, safe distance continuous placed between their high strung bodies. Your eyes couldn’t look away from your ex-mate’s face. Between the young lines on his sculpted face, you read the worry. In those stony cold eyes that shone in the day and night, you saw his fear. Not for you. His gaze was far from yours; pinned on the hunk of pink scales in front of him. The one who initiated this. All for you.

You.

A meek human who fell in loved with another just to get heartbroken a year later.

Someone who was abandoned.

You. Out of everyone.

The Monarch wanted you.

She was willing to risk her hide to claim you.

The skin on your body pebbled with bumps, form shuttering. You swallowed thickly, eyes flickering between their two frames. The only stable thought on your mind was: who did you want to win? Your backstabber of a mate who left you for hole to bury his penis in. Or, the Monarch who without hesitance, pulled you under her wing. The one who wanted you.

It seemed like your mind was already made up. But your heart wasn’t there. Yet? Maybe.

Thoughts began to fill your mind. Thoughts of escape. The Monarch had powered. Does that po- a powerful, earthshattering roar interrupted your thoughts. Your whole body jumped. No one was paying you mind. No, they were focused as the battle finally began with a domineering start.

What you first saw once your eyes focus was a barreling force of Dwainet rushing We’ar-ow. He was done waiting for her to start this. A young blood mistake. With one step, We’ar-ow dodged his simple rush with her hands clasped behind her. The stance enraged the male Yautja all the more. His thick claws on his feet dug into the durable mat as he spun around to try again.

As the female Yautja danced around the bull like fight that Dwainet created, she let her eyes flick over to your meek form. The moment they landed on you, you felt a piercing gaze and looked at We’ar-ow. The fact she let her guard down enough to peer at you, it made your already unstable heart to pound fiercely in your chest.

All the while Dwainet believed she was distracted, he took the false opportunity to barrel at her once more. A tactic he should learn wasn’t going to work, no matter how much he tried. It was like that was the only move he knew. We’ar-ow scoffed at the thought.

With her eyes still on you, she sidestepped the fumbling idiot, arms finally twitching into movement. One muscular foot stuck as he raced past her. In that same instance, a blur of pink smashed into his back. The male was sent sprawling like an imblice onto his front. He slides a couple of feet before he was scrambling back to his feet.

The false confidence he once grasped onto drained from his body. An open book to be read. To everyone in this room.

Behind you, all around you, the room erupted with an uproar of thundering voices. The translator screeched out, trying to fulfil its job while being overwhelmed. You hissed from the high pitched sound and clawed at the device behind your ear. Former scars met your nails smooth and light colored.

Your nails caught something just below the skin, slightly tearing the skin but flipping something in the process. The screaming stopped, just the ringing in your ear and the roars of the surrounding Yautja.

Despite them all being wrapped into the fight, none stepped a foot closer. Something you took note of. A low, final hiss escaped your parted lips. The pain lingered but drawn away enough to refocused on the fight.

Things turned up two notches by the time you looked back at the mats. We’ar-ow still played with the young blood, drawing this out for what ever sick reason she had. But a new mark painted Dwainet’s right arm with neon green blood. A flesh wound by the way he dismissed it and still used the limb. If this was a human though, there wasn’t enough adrenaline in the human body to drown out that pain. You shook at the thought.

He was wounded. Blooded. Your broken heart still ached for him, not just for the pain he caused but the fact he was hurt. You worried at your bottom lip, ignoring the tangy taste of metal. Now, your eyes focused on Dwainet as he received another harsh blow from We’ar-ow.

Dwainet snarled out his agony as more blood pearled to cover the new wound. Your heart jumped into your throat then, tears pooling to the corner of your eyes. As much as you wanted to step in and stop this madness, you held no courage to even move a single muscle towards the brawling duo. All you wanted was everything to go back to normal. Back to yesterday morning when you woke up in your mate’s arms.

Titled as pet to his kind. To him, you were his lover, the one he shared his bed with. The one he would make love to me in all different kinds of ways. Here he was, fighting the Monarch.

Was this my fault? It resolved arou-stop it! I wildly shook my head to clear of my thoughts and narrowed down on the fight. There was a time and place wallow in my sorrows. Not when I’m surrounded by predators as meek prey. I steeled my nerves, pulled back my shoulders, and stared up at the two battling giants.

From this far into the one and only round, it was clear as a sunny day who was going to win. This morning, you knew. Deep in your bones, you knew. As much as your heart craved for the things to return to two days ago, this was life. You’ve come to learn the harshness it spat in your face and lived with the life given.

We’ar-ow had finally stepped up her game and officially joined in. Her lethal claws already have been used time and time again. Dwainet didn’t slow and let his new wound affect him too much. He kept the same war plan running and We’ar-ow grew bored.

When the young blood came at her, took the full brunt of the hit with pride. A pink hand snatched the male around his neck and smashed him into the mat. A choked cry rang in the tense room. The air forced out of his chest. Dwainet  gasped for his lung to fill but the hold she held on his throat stopped him.

Panic grew in his movements as all of his limbs kicked out to strike at her. Anything to get her off. For the fun of it, her hand released him. A foot was swiftly heading toward her head, aiming to knock the giant away.

For once, We’ar-ow showed off. Her thighs used their strength to spring her entire body up and off the ground. She leaned back in the air, arms out, and hand meeting the ground. Once more, she pushed off and came to land on her feet. The jutting movement from the usually calm Yautja stilled the room for only a moment.

Even though Dwainet had his back to you now, you could read him still. He had to be saying ‘oh, shit’ in his mind like a mantra. His entire body tense, either to run or meet his maker, you didn’t know this.

The female picked up her head to keep her pink chin level with the ground. That look in her orange eyes had you ready to bolt yourself. And it wasn’t even directed at you.

One moment, there stood the pink wall of muscle. The very next millisecond, Dwainet was promptly lifted into the air. All that kept him there was We’ar-ow hand connected to his exposed throat. One tense move of her hand, and he would be dead. The females stronger, bigger, more intelligent, and cool minded their male counterparts.

“Dwainet!” you called out without thinking. A trembling hand reaching towards the smaller Yautja.

Everyone’s eyes were on you. Everyone’s. At the very moment, you wanted the ground and swallow you whole. To take you far from this room.

Hiss and chittering filtered into the air. Shit, the translator. You reached behind your ear and swipe through the blood’s origin to feel that same switch. A flick of your nail had the thing back on.

Words of disgust and distain rang through the air like a cold, threatening wind. As if it was real, you shiver and drew back your hand. Clearly this was a huge mistake on your part. You had nowhere to run. As prey cornered by predators, your heart thundered in your ears, on the verge of jumping out of its bony cage. There was no place to even more to get away from any of them.

The mat was encased by Yautjas. Not an inch given, not inch of hope of freedom. Not like you could make it far if one gave chase.

Her eyes were pinned solely on you now, head cocked just slightly to the side. “Why speak his name?” The translator rumbled deep in your head. “Are you defending him?” You flinched when the device screeched halfway through.

You shook your head to rid of the pain before lifting it up to peer at her. The Yautja was a good twenty feet from me. But with the way her piercing gaze studied me, it felt like her skin was on me.  That’s when you found the ground a far better place to look at. No words came to me.

Hisses of displeasure had your skin spiking, mind screaming to run but no place to slip through. But a clip snarl quieted the area. “Pet, I asked a question.” Of course, she wanted you to answer. Of course. Of-fucking-course. You steeled your nerves and swallowed. Now to either speak truth or lie straight through my teeth.

“N-no.” You stopped yourself from cringe at how pathetic that sounded.

We’ar-ow scoffed, head tipping just enough to peer over her mandibles at you. For a moment, you thought this was her exposing her throat to Dwainet foolishly. The Yautja was too cowardly to react let alone know what she did. He was still kicking like a captured kitten in his hold. “Then tell me why you have interrupted.”

All just a demand. Just the Monarch commanding you. You took a shuttering breath that raked your torso. “Please, do-don’t hurt him. He’s le-learned his lesson.”

Bickering and snarky remarks throughout the crowd started. A thundering presence appeared next to you, starting you from the safety of the shy half circle of space given to you. Before the Yautja had a chance think of any harm towards you, a knife was embedded into the male’s shoulder. He hissed from the pain and was swift to back off.

“Don’t touch what’s not yours,” We’ar-ow’s voice entered your ear alongside the monotone of the translator. Then, her attention was returned straight to you. “He is dishonorable, though in a low crime, he has yet to learn true punishment for what he’s done. Oomans are foolish. You do not understand nor will you. You try to defend someone who has abandoned you despite taking responsibility for you. I’m curious.” It was a silent question. Another one.

More quiet talking caught your translator. Many were surprised that she was allowing a chance to speak, something a pet doesn’t have the right to do.

“I-I love him, okay?”

There was another uproar of displeasure but what you heard over all of it was Dwainet snarling… in disgust. “Nothing more than a pig.” That last word, the translator struggled to find a word for a moment. Your lips parted. There was nothing to stop the barrage of tears that started to pour down your cheeks. Nowhere to run.

A deafening roar shook the ground before the sound of skin slapping harshly met your ears. Your sight finally caught up to see what had happened. We’ar-ow had slammed the squirming male down to the mat with a death wrapped firmly around his neck. She snarled like a raging female. The first time you’ve seen her show emotion.

“You are dishonorable! No female will allow you to mate with them this season or any upcoming seasons for the time being. You hold no true heart of a warrior,” she barked, the words almost drowning out the translator. “Yield like the scum you are and I won’t cut off your penis.”

Fuck… Your eyes widened at the threat. The male pushed his thighs together as if that would stop her from fulfilling her mission. “Yield! I yield! You can have the damned thing!”

His words cut through you like his sharpest knife. He gave in, so easily. He called you ‘thing’. A thing. You hiccupped back a sob and cradled your hands to your chest. More hot tears stung at your eyes. A never ending cascade of your sorrow.

For a tick of a moment, you thought We’ar-ow was going to snap his neck after he yield. Something that didn’t need to be taught to know was completely dishonorable.

The pink Yautja released her hold completely and stepped away from the dishonorable male. Her steps light, calculated she beelined for her new prize. You. Her movements weren’t registering in your brain until you felt the hot breath fan over the top of your head. You snapped your head up to find her gaze upon your trembling form.

Before you had a chance to think, her hand held a strong grasp on the back of your neck. Next, with a sliver of strength, the Yautja had you pinned to the ground. Face down into the mat with neon blood smearing into your skin and new clothing. Your prey instinct drove you to fight, to kick, to bite, to scratch. Anything to get her off of you.

But she didn’t even flinch a single centimeter. She captured both of your arms then straddled your back, pinning both limbs to your side. You sobbed for escape and looked over at your ex-mate who has sat up. His eyes met you in a brief encounter before he looked away. Abandoning you all over again. He got up and slipped through the crowd.

Everyone was far too enraptured with what We’ar-ow was doing to do you than the male leaving with his tail between his legs.

The muscles in your neck grew too sore to hold up your head anymore. Your face pressed back into the slick mat, sobs wracking your body. “Stop it! Get off of me,” I demanded as if I had a place to do so. No matter that she had control of my upper body, I still fought. A deep instinct drove me. Maybe it be a prey instinct or not, I kicked my legs to the best of my ability. Nothing coming close to hitting her.

A hand lined with blacked tipped claws cleared the space at the juncture of where your neck meets your shoulders. You instantly froze. The threat of death so close with a lethal predator sitting on top of you. Yet, her four hundred pound body was relatively off me, letting me breath but not escape. “Wh-what are you doing?!”

Pain zapped at the spot cleared. A scream tore at your throat. Your efforts for escape double, muscles flexing and straining against ones thrice their size. You thrashed your head about, any efforts to get away. You felt her weight shift above you, long thin tresses scrapping over the skin on your back. “My pet does not writhe in pain! My pet is strong! Silence yourself and earn the title as my pet,” her voice harsh, close to your ear. Soft enough not many could listen but enough for your translator to pick up on.

You take her words in and bite harshly at your lip to silence any noises. While the white hot pain continued, it registered in the back of your mind that We’ar-ow was carving something. Straight into your skin.

The only thing you could not control was the tears. Which, We’ar-ow either didn’t notice or reprimand you about it as she continued. Then, her weight was lifted off of you but you did not move. Your skin far too hot for you, breaths labored as you tried to gather yourself internally.

“Come along, my pet,” We’ar-ow’s voice carried out in the quiet room. Your chest ached. You rolled onto your back and gaze upon the plain ceiling that made up this mothership. But, We’ar-ow didn’t give you a second chance. Her feet swiftly carried her towards the exit, acting as if she didn’t just best your ex-mate and carve something into your back. When you have the chance, you needed to see what she had done to you.

Right now, you needed to your ass off of this stupid mat.

Trembling limbs barely listened to you. One arm after another, you placed your palms on the ground and pushed, muscles straining. Next was drawing your knees up enough to get into a kneeling position. That allowed all the weight on your chest to slide right off. You finally were able to breathe fully.

Through the crowd that still hung around, you spotted your mate through the sea of people. Unlike any time you’ve seen him before, his gaze caused your entire body to shutter. Death. All you could see was death. Your gaze dropped swiftly to the floor. You struggled to get to your feet, but you made it.

With one last fleeting glance in his direction, you stumbled out of the sparring room. Blood coating your skin, some yours and not. One a bright, flashy green while the other dark in contrast. Red.

Like a good pet, you followed your master. The blockade of Yautjas spilt like the sea to Moses. You paid them no attention as you tried to reel everything back in. All you felt like is a hollow person of yourself after today’s events. Worse than yesterday. And you still didn’t have any clue to what was the next step in your new life.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18

[gilverrwrites]

Meet Cute Uglies

GN!Reader/Black Mask, ≈800 words >[Bruce | Dick | Jason]<

CWs: Swearing, implied threats of violence, mentions of: cheating & messy break ups, vandalism.

There’s a hostage situation taking place with Joker down at the peer, no cop is gonna care about a tiny bit of vandalism. At least, that’s what you tell yourself as you thread your keys through your fingers and ‘casually stroll’ across the street towards your ex’s car.

The lying POS had been cheating on you the whole relationship, sneaking around with the one co-worker he’s told you not to worry about, taking them on dates and fucking them in your shared bed when you were out of town. You’d wanted to keep the break-up amicable, if only to avoid the stress, but he’d been set on making it as messy as possible; airing your dirty laundry, trying to turn your friends and family against you, showing up at your work and causing problems until you snapped and told him that if you ever saw him again; you’d make him regret it.

It had been weeks since you’d last seen him, so you were pretty certain he’d gotten the message. Until today, when you’d spotted his car parked up outside your apartment building. You’d done a double take at first, but no, that was definitely his car. You could recognise it a mile away, a black 79 Mustang, it was a rarity in this day and age, his pride and joy, and it made a very satisfying CREEEAK noise as you dragged the tip of your key along the driver's side door. A sadistic sort of joy washes over you as you circle the vehicle twice over, destruction in your wake, but it’s not enough, not yet. You’re two letters into carving the word ‘CHEATER’ on the bonnet when a voice calls out to you, stopping you cold.

“What the fuck are you doing?” The voice does not belong to your ex. It’s angry, gravelly, Gothamite through and through, and kinda sexy, but you don’t turn to look at them. If it’s a cop, you’re already busted, and if it’s anybody else they should mind their own business.

“Keep walking.” You instruct as you continue on with your masterpiece.

“I don’t fucking think so.” The voice is closer now, you can sense the presence of its owner close behind you, close enough to touch you. Who the hell does this guy think he is?

“Didn’t anyone ever teach you the golden rule of Gotham?” You ask, making light work of the ‘A’. As you move on to the ‘T’ you wonder if you can make it look like a penis. “If you see something; No, you didn’t.”

“I think the only person that needs to be taught a lesson here, is you.” And then he grabs you, a firm, leather-clad hand clutching onto your upper arm and spinning you around to face him. Your keys clatter on the hood of the car.

“What the fuck is your prob- ” Your sentence is cut short as you comprehend who you’ve been arguing with, who currently has you locked in the palm of his hand. It’s an unseemly sigh up close, the mask, skull-shaped and pointy. Its expressionlessness only serves to strike more fear into your heart, but what the hell does Black Mask care about you vandalising your ex’s car for, it’s not like he hasn’t done worse things for less.

“My problem…” He jerks you closer, using your captured arm as leverage until you’re pressed against his chest, his mask inches from your face. Up close he smells like wood and smoke, like fine whisky. “is that’s my car.”

Shit. Shit shit shit.

“No.” It’s a stupid, instinctual response. Your brain is trying to deny your impending doom. If only the ground would open up and swallow you, that would probably be less painful than whatever he has planned. He nods, pointing at the license plate which you hadn’t checked in your moment of rage, and you struggle to peek at it over your shoulder. “I’m sorry?”

It’s a pathetic little squeak of an apology, a pointless plea for leniency that makes him laugh. “Oh, you’re sorry huh?”

“Yeah, see, I didn’t know it was your car. I thought it was my ex’s and he’s such a jerk and… you don’t care.” He neither confirms nor denies, he just continues holding you close. You can see steely eyes boring into you through the eye holes of his mask. “Are you gonna shoot me?”

He laughs again, realising your arm. Before you can make to leave, he presses forward, caging you between his body and the aesthetically destroyed car. Somehow the new position makes you feel just as trapped but more relaxed than the previous. “Haven’t decided yet.”

You’re not sure what he’s debating between, you’re not sure you want to know, but you ask anyway. “Why?”

“Been a long time since anyone had the guts to talk to me like that. It’s cute.” He’s nodding at you, or maybe to himself. “I’m kinda into it.”

[almacambiondaughterofsaleos]

If Smiling Friends Took Stolas As A Case

I was thinking both Charlie and Pim would be hired by Stolas to cheer him up, since they already have experience cheering up Satan they would go to him. However, I do think this is where instead of coddling Stolas like Helluva Boss' narrative does it instead calls out Stolas for being a pos with a self-pitying problem.

I think Pim would feel sorry for him at first and try to give him all the emotional support. Charlie goes along with it at first but still is annoyed at how whiney Stolas is and how much he likes to freaking sing like he's in a bad 90's Disney knock off. I do think when it gets to finding out about what he did to Blitzo I believe that is when Charlie just forgoes being soft and goes gives him more of a reality check.

Yes, they would find out he has issues with his marriage and suffers mental problems, but Charlie being who he is would point out that doesn't excuse the shit he did towards his supposed love interest and think he's a saint for calling off a deal he made in the first place and not realizing how he's not entitled for him to instantly forget all the shit he's done. Also when they find out about how he's neglected his daughter in favor of his booty call and to snap at his ex that would lose him even more sympathy.

Gosh, I could so see Stolas crying and crying about why are they not understanding how it's complex and why are they chastising someone who is a victim. Charlie would just snap back just because he's been victimized doesn't prevent him from being a predatory pos who has hurt people including Blitzo and his daughter. And he would chatter the notion he's a good father by asking what his daughter thought about him pursuing Blitzo despite his affair breaking the marriage. They don't care how Stolas supposedly stayed married for her sake after she was born he could have called the marriage off. He just made himself martyr because he has delusions of being a good person despite evidence to contrary.

I do think they would aim to help, but I do think they would also aim to give this pathetic bird a reality check so that he can't stop wallowing in self-pity and actually atone for his mistakes. And again the first thing is to not expect a reward for something you did in the first place, especially when they made someone feel used and degraded. And again stop failing his daughter just because she's a teen, you say you love her but always find a way to just make more mistakes. Seriously, Charlie would all or protect Octavia at all cost thing.

[fishsticksloser]

Rottmnt headcannon request: The boys reacting to a y/n who's had a good reputation their whole life, straight a's, all their teachers love them but in reality y/n is a little gremlin that's been waiting for the day the wrong person screws with them. And that day finally comes! Y/n goes to the boys ecstatic that they were in a fight (and with someone they didn't like no less), the turtles are tending to their already patched up wounds and bruises.

I'm projecting a bit as I was this kid in high school but alas I was never in a fight ;-;

Remember you don't have to do it if you don't want to <3

Gremlin!Reader

RotTMNT x gn!reader

Warnings: aged up, fluff, swearing, injuries, slight angst

A/N: you sound like a fucking joy... /pos I wish I hadn't been so anxious and shy in school. Reader is in college. Everyone headcannons that Leo is the medic, but I still believe it's Donnie... Yeah, bad bedside manners, but that's what the others are for

Donnie

"Don, you'll never believe this!"

Donatello spins around hearing you come in

Not expecting you to have bandaids and gauze taping you up

"What happened!?"

He drags you to med bay

You tell him about the fight you were in

"What the fuck were you thinking?"

You had already been patched up, but Donnie insisted that it wasn't done right,

Dabbing at the cut on your lip

"It was so cool!"

"You could've been seriously injured... I thought you were an A+ student."

"This doesn't change that."

"I never expected you to get in a fight..."

He finishes rebandaging you

"Don't do that shit again... Seriously, you could've gotten suspended, expelled, or worse..."

Leo

You come in, making your way to Leo's room

You plop onto the bed next to him, he's reading a comic

"Good day at school?"

He hadn't looked at you yet.

"Yeah, got an A on my last test and got into a fight... I won."

"Ex-fucking-scuse me?"

He tosses the comic and looks at you

He gently touches your bandages

"You got in a fight!? Are you okay?"

"Of course I'm okay. I won, didn't you hear that?"

"Why? You could've gotten really hurt."

"Relax, look. I'm perfectly fine."

You laugh, showing him that all your limbs worked

"This isn't funny. Seriously... God..."

Leo studies your bandages

"You're gonna start training... No excuses."

Mikey

"Hey!"

Mikey runs up to you as you walk around the lair, trying to find him

"W-What happened to you!?"

"I got in a fight, it was awesome!"

Mikey drags you to the med bay, calling for Donnie

You tell them what happened

Donnie patches you up, mumbling that you were crazy

Donnie leave and Mikey begins fussing

"Are you sure you're okay? Why didn't you call for us? You could've been really hurt..."

"But I'm okay!"

Mikey holds you, begging you to just keep focusing on your studies instead of fighting

Raph

"Raph! Raph!"

"Hey, ho—"

He freezes, seeing you all bandaged up

"What happened!?"

He drags you to med bay with Donnie, not letting you answer

"I got in a fight! I won, no contest!"

"Nothing's broken... I'll let you finish up."

Donnie leaves, Raph finishes bandaging you up.

"I can't believe you did this... Are you sure you're not in any pain? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine! Donnie said nothing broken."

"But it could've been! I thought you were focusing on school, not running around looking for a fight. Who was it? Where?"

"Of course not... They got what they deserved. I can take care of myself."

[pikachic]

Saw your tags, shaking your hand so so so hard. As always your taste is immaculate and your brain is huge.

My inability to be normal about the Froakie line (going strong since I was 13 and and only observing the pokémon franchise from the sidelines*) aside, I'm so obsessed with the bond phenomenon as a gimmick because it gives you so many opportunities for tinkering with character design - who the hell wouldn't want to be matchy matchy with their pokémon buddy? Plus there's an angle which I like to explore in my silly little daydreams: how deep does it go? Is it like drifting in Pacific Rim? Can you get telepathy out of it? A bleed-over effect of habits, memories, mannerisms? I have a whole goddamn pokémon journey novelisation of my Y run in my head with the battle bond included because it's just such a fascinating gimmick to tinker with.

(*I watched some of the original anime as a kid, had a brief dalliance with gen 4 games and anime and pokémon ranger, before being grabbed by the fucking throat by a cute little blue bubble froggy in 2013 and gradually dragged into the franchise proper. I only got a 3ds last year (2013-18 were a bit of a wild time for me and 18-22 were uni hell) but I swear to god the moment I opened pokémon Y and found my Froakie buddy looking at me I was fucking done for. So yeah, the Froakie line is, in fact, responsible for me getting into pokémon properly. Late, maybe, but better late than never!)

Given the fact that mechanic-wise it's a third ability, it could be argued to be genetic on the frog's side, but more of a potential/compatibility thing on the human side. If it's genetic, is it a result of higher empathy? Of a slightly less stable genetic makeup or a glitch of the evolution mechanism? How common is it? For all we know it could be more common but dormant, lacking a suitable trainer. According to that one drawing from the anime (ninja village, lore drop about the bond phenomenon) bonded Gren just looks like that (in addition to the Ash-Gren sprite in Sun/Moon retaining these features even away from Ash), so from a Watsonian perspective it seems that anime Gren just happened to meet a kid whose aesthetic matches his bonded form. That said, why not tweak it a bit? Why not see if the phenomenon also manifests in other pokémon? I'm still baffled that there's so little art of bonded trainer and 'mon duo because of all the character customisation you can do. One would think it's a fun idea to make drawing challenges etc of, like designing megas for random pokémon.

Also Gren should've beaten Alain's Charizard but they were saving up Ash's league win for his pen/ultimate seasons and this is a hill I'm ready to kill on. My Gren absolutely demolished Olympia's gym while 10 levels underleveled with just a night slash (not my fault then gen 6 gym leaders are pushovers) so a bonded, sufficiently trained Gren with a (game mechanic) affection boost and buff to water shuriken, a super effective STAB move it has high stats for, should've Deus Ex(yz) Machina'd the lizard into the ground.

Oops, got yapping. Anyways, now you're legally obligated to ramble about your favourite pokémon to me because I like listening to people ramble about their favourite pokémon.

*shakes your hand equally as hard* YESSSSSSS

I have SUCH a massive soft spot for the Pokémon and especially the Pokémon anime

I got X for Christmas when I was like 8 and it was my very first Pokémon game, I knew next to nothing about the game’s mechanics (and embarrassingly didn’t realize that the blue symbol next to my fennekin’s name meant that he was male and not that he was weak to water LMFAO)

(I eventually got better at the game)

(Kind of XD)

I would watch the English dub of the anime on weekends with my younger sister, and we watched the first season or two of XY together

I already knew about Ash Greninja when I started watching XYZ in my first year of middle school, so I was SO INCREDIBLY EXCITED when he appeared for the first time in episode 7

Pokémon XYZ and Ash Greninja then proceeded to take over my life for the next three years

The lore was great the animation was pure action eye candy and I thought it was all so fucking cool

Like. That scene on top of Prism tower?! With Lysandre and the mind control? PURE CINEMA

The first fanfiction I ever wrote was a fic where Greninja returns in Pokémon sun and moon, it’s still out there on the internet somewhere and the writing sure is. Something.

I also revisited X and did a replay of the game with froakie as my starter - I loved him so much

Also YESSS I love thinking about further implications of the bond phenomenon, I was and still kind of am so fascinated by it - I’m a sucker for this sort of power up that’s reliant on two separate characters and their dynamic with each other because of the potential for fun character development and also cool power ups

I love the idea of Ash and Greninja being slightly linked at all times, like occasionally one will feel a slight pulse of emotion from the other or they’ll briefly glimpse what the other is seeing, I’ve seen some fics where they can activate the Bond Phenomenon at any time and anywhere, which oftentimes led to Ash confusing/scaring the shit out of his friends, I saw a tumblr post somewhere about how Ash and Greninja’s mannerisms might leak into each other when the Phenomenon is active, there’s just so much potential in this concept and is it any wonder I was obsessed with it as a kid

SHOOT I ACCIDENTALLY HIT POST LMFAO

But yea POKEMON IS AWESOME AND I’D BE MORE THAN HAPPY TO SCREAM ABOUT IT WITH YOU POSI XD

Uhhh favorite pokemon - its probably Ceruledge right now, Greninja’s obviously great, and as a kid I loved Pikachu - it’s why my username is what it is lol

Here are some frogs for the road

[sparklywaistcoat]

Click the link for an interactive tool for creating a safety plan for leaving an abusive relationship. Below there's more information about leaving as well.

Although the tool itself is a good one, please use it with caution if you are in an abusive relationship. Abuse often escalates if the abuser finds out that you're thinking about leaving.

Don't leave printouts where your abuser can find them.

Use a device your abuser doesn't have access to, or else be sure your abuser can't open your computer or phone or tablet and clear your browsing history when you're done using this.

Commit what you need to to memory if you can't write it down safely.

I cannot stress enough how important it is never to give your significant other access to your phone or computer if you can at all help it.

You're not proving that you're trustworthy or that you love them by giving them access; you're giving them an opening to violate your privacy and, if they're abusive, a way to further control you.

(Pro tip: If your partner is demanding access to your phone and computer, that's a major red flag. Run.)

I also cannot stress enough that you should keep a bank account in your own name.

If you don't already have an account like this, please open one ASAP if you can do so safely. Joint accounts are fine and dandy, but you also need to be able to control your own money in case you have to get out.

(Pro tip: If your partner demands that you pool all your money into a joint account and gets mad if you want to open or keep your own separate account, that's a major red flag. Run.)

Things that I did when I was preparing to leave my relationship included:

secretly opening a post office box so that my abuser no longer had access to my mail

secretly ordering vital records for myself and my children and sending them to the PO box (birth certificates, marriage certificate)

secretly opening a safe deposit box at the bank for documents and other items I didn't want my abuser to have access to or to know about, especially once I hired an attorney to start divorce proceedings

secretly opening a storage unit where I kept suitcases with clothes for myself and my kids in case we had to leave suddenly (fortunately this never happened)

while I was still living with my abuser, only having phone conversations with my attorney and other necessary professionals when I was out of the house and in a place where I couldn't be overheard, and telling my attorney to never call me without an appointment

secretly opening an email account that my abuser didn't have the address to and using that for all my divorce correspondence and planning

when my abuser was out of the house, making copies of family financial records that my abuser had in his possession, and then hiding the copies where I was reasonably sure he wouldn't find them. (Do this if you are married or otherwise have joint assets because having those records makes it harder for your spouse/partner to hide assets or prevent you from getting your share. Also do spy shit like making sure you put everything back exactly as you found it. Be very, very careful if you choose to do this step, because if your abuser finds out it can escalate the situation. I was lucky that my ex wasn't particularly nosy, not least because he didn't think I had it in me to do that kind of thing. Your abuser may be different.)

keeping the non-emergency number for the police department and the contact info and addresses for battered women's shelters in my phone contacts

I was lucky that I had the money to be able to do things like open a PO box and rent a storage unit. If you can't afford these kinds of things, find a trusted friend or family member that you can send your mail to and store documents and other things with. Make sure that this is a friend or family member who agrees that you are in an abusive relationship; you don't want to enlist a flying monkey by mistake if you can help it.

Please, please, please be canny with this, and be safe.

[theselightsareblinding]

GMMTV 2024 part 2

As I expected, for me part 2 wasn't as satisfactory as part 1, almost everything I wanted I got in part 1 so there wasn't much left to impress me with. The only two series I'm actually very excited to watch are The heart killers and Us. I'm happy all the same, this event is always so fun to watch and there's plenty of series to look forward to.

These are all the series in order, the first one being the one I'm most excited about:

The Heart Killers: talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, etc. Once again GMMTV looked at my brain and decided to make exactly my ideal series. I was so excited watching the trailer the first time I couldn’t even understand what was happening but I saw Dunk finally being allowed to show us his gigantic biceps and I knew this show was made for me.

Us: this looks great, and this was only a mock trailer. I had hoped we get some more veteran actresses but the plot actually looks very cute and they seem to have great chemistry

Thame – Po: Heart That Skips a Beat: an interesting new couple, a compelling plot, it’s a solid win for me

Revamp: The undead story: they had me at vampires, plus Santa, also a must watch

Friendshit Forever: worst title of this lineup award. Mook and New as leads, they have me hooked already. The plot is kinda meh but it deserves a chance

The Ex-Morning: they gave KristSingto the exes to lovers and they kept talking about relinking flames through the entire trailer, and they were siping pink milk! I love GMMTV for this. Not a fan of the trope or the couple to be honest, but despite that the trailer felt compeling, and it will be very interesting to watch how they have grown as actors and how that affects their dynamic. Let’s see how the kissing goes tho

Sweet Tooth, Good Dentist: I love Mark and even though I prefer him with Neo he also has great chemistry with Ohm and I’m excited to see them work as a couple. But why dentists? I don’t think I can think of a more unappealing job for a romance lead. There are at least three series about dentists, WHY?? And the whole plot revolves around him and his job ???

Perfect 10 Liners: this was actually last in my head while I was watching the live but then I read that it’s 30 episodes long, 10 for each couple, not intertwined. So I’ll watch the PerthChimon one only, the plot seems cute at least. I’m not interested in ForceBook or JuniorMark enough to get through another two engineering students series.

Hide and Sis: best title of the lineup award. The trailer felt a bit off but I love a cast full of women so I’ll probably watch it. The plot could be interesting if done right.

Leap Day: I’ll probably watch too, if only for Gun in what looks to be a great role. I feel like both Pond and Dew have grown as actors so let's pray for that.

Scarlet Heart Thailand: I know what the original series is about and it’s not my cup of tea (period series, lots of drama) but the cast is a 9/10 (sorry but what is Win doing there) so if the trailer isn’t too offputting for me I’ll probably watch it.

Dark Dice: Gem and Prim and a bunch of kids I don’t know. Could be something, I’ll decide when the final trailer is out.

Ossan's Love Thailand: I usually love Thailand’s silly humour but not this time. I’m fond of Earth but kinda tired of him and his acting, I can’t help it. I didn’t even smile watching the whole trailer so probably not for me

Break Up Service: happy for Off but I don’t care about this.

[onemaebee]

wtf, 2023.

-grandpa has a little fall friday morning, my parents take donuts and coffee over to support my gma while she decides if he needs to go to the hospital. he's a little wobbly so yes. find out he has a brain bleed from a fall a couple weeks ago where he did hit his head, and in the whirlwind that follows he is put in a medical coma and does not wake up. he does wait until only my grandma is in the room before passing (my mom was urging gma to go to the bathroom and she refused, so my mama said fine i'll go and show you it's safe). we'd discovered he had prostate cancer that spread to the rest of him last month, and he's been rapidly going downhill with dementia for the last 15 years, but thankfully he wasn't mean but instead a big kid. he had no idea who we were but was happy vibing.

-my toddler had several laughing fits at what was later revealed to be key times. he was belly laughing to tears at nothing. he only did that when my grandpa made silly faces at him-- he loved all the small children and babies and they adored him, even if neither party had any idea who the other was, lol. the consensus is that grandpa's angel was checking in on his great grandkids and doing what he loved.

-rotavirus started ravaging the household sunday night. i have never done so much laundry. missed the funeral yesterday because it hit husband, and if i spread this to my gma or any of the babies i'd never forgive myself.

-i'm actually okay emotionally, so fucking thankful he's whole again because the old pictures really drove home how Not There he was.

-the completionist (youtuber) that we've watched for over a decade and donated to his charity for dementia research and victims… hasn't donated a cent. still no resolution on that, but it's upsetting.

-the polymega console we ordered in early 2021 is going to ship????

-still sick so no thanksgiving visit to gma's and canceled on bff M coming over (first thanksgiving since divorcing her pos toxic ex)

-bff K has a boyfriend for the first time at 42, and he treats her like mr. mae treats me, and after having been her confidante for the past 4+ years as she tried online dating this is the only guy i think could be The One she ends up with. god knows she deserves it.

-i finally nailed the chex mix recipe 8)

-these homemade mashed potatoes are going to be better than the bob evan's brand, which i didn't think was possible because that's already perfection

-i got to drop off mini pb pies to the kids' friends (whose parents are kind of my friends too now woah), sent one home with gma, gave one to bff M (promised her the whole feast but at least she gets an entire pie to herself, no judgement), and still have a whole big one to dig into later

-tomorrow i get to go start on christmas shopping which is my FAVORITE eeeeee i love giving, the looks of joy on their FACES is GREAT

-tomorrow we put up the tree and it's gonna be a lil nutty with a toddler around again but it'll also be super fun

-i've got. so much erasermic new stuff saved in my phone tabs that once i have the chance to breathe it'll be THERE and i know how much joy they bring me, it's so heartening to have that waiting for me <3

i'm not as active as i want to be, barely at all tbh, but i will be eventually. things just gotta calm tf down.

who knows what 2024 is gonna bring?

[splendidreads]

Evan Peters story for a friend

Just some general fluff. A POS boyfriend turned ex. Time period is the 1960s.

“You know ladies shouldn't go out at night! Especially not by themselves!” The loud words traveled through the house, just like they did almost every night. The one who was supposed to be listening to those words, however, didn’t listen at all. “I’m not going far, and it’s just down the street!” She shouted the words behind her as she went through the front door. She could hear the disgruntled mumbling of her mother as she closed the door behind her.

She was determined. Which was the usual for her, she was quite different from most women her age. Considering that most her age were already married off and were starting families.. Even though they were fresh out of High School. She wasn’t really interested in all that, she was trying to find her own way. She didn’t like women's role in society; and she’d be damned to conform to it. Angelica was the pretty woman's name, and she was on her way to meet some friends down at the park. It was half past nine o’clock, she was already late, she had to (of course) stay and do the nightly chores. She quickly tried to run down the street, letting her hair down from the horrible pins they had been in all day.

“There she is!” She heard her friends hollering at her, they were already laughing and having a good time.

“I'm here!” She finally caught up to them, chuckling a bit as she was out of breath.

“C’Mere babe,” Her boyfriend was quick to pull her to his chest, wrapping his arms around her.

She was about to melt into his arms before she noticed a very distinct smell.

“You’re drunk.” She stated, gently pushing away from him.

He knew that she hated his drinking habits, and as of late, his smoking habits. She wasn’t a prude or anything, but he was definitely an excessive drinker.

He and their friends began laughing, which made her even more uncomfortable and upset.

“Yeah, so what? We’ve been here an hour waiting for you. I got bored.” He laughed it off, shrugging his shoulders.

Angelica shook her head, her mind already working towards something. “But you know how uncomfortable it makes me..” She looked to all of their friends, the 4 of them just kind of ignoring the situation.

“I’m tired of you naggin’ on me.” He crossed his arms across his chest, and right then Angelica knew.

“Worry about nagging no longer. We’re done.” She spun on her heels, and tried to walk away, but a firm hand grabbed her arm.

“Excuse me? We’re not done until I say we are.” His voice deepened, his hand tight on her arm.

She tugged her arm out of his grasp, and snapped her head to look at him, “I don’t know who the hell you think you are, but you don’t control me. I make my own decisions, pig headed men like you do not.”

Everyone was listening now, they were all making remarks like ‘Ooohh!’, ‘Snap!’ and ‘She just told you!’. They were all quite unaware of the bystander sitting on a nearby bench with his book, silently listening in on the situation.

Evan was quite aware of Angelica’s boyfriend's bad habits, and he absolutely hated that she had stuck by him for so long. He was pretty surprised that she had, actually. None of her past boyfriends have ever made it this far. He had always silently watched on the sidelines, wishing that he could steal her away from the misogyny that was this town. His eyes flickered up when he heard the tone in their voices. He slowly stood up, adjusting his glasses, cautiously watching.

Angelica and her now ex boyfriend were staring, quite angrily, at each other. His chest was puffed up, as if he wanted to do something. Angie, even though she was a bit shorter than him, held her head high. She wasn’t about to let him bully her into staying in the relationship.

“Pig headed?” He huffed, his jaw clenched, “I am not.”

Angelica couldn’t hold back her laughter, “Really? You’re just an empty headed jock! I’ve been doing all of your homework, and I’m the ONLY reason you haven’t flunked out of school!”

Was that too much?

He snapped, raising his hand to strike her across the face, but someone's hand grabbed him by the arm. Everyone fell silent, their eyes moving towards the man standing between Angelica and the pig headed jock.

“Evan…” Angie whispered, her face softening as their eyes met.

“I think you and your crew need to leave.” Evan stood tall, his eyes piercing through the eyes of the pitiful excuse of a male.

“Or what?” He tried pulling his arm away from Evan, but Evan was much stronger than he anticipated. Evans' grip on him tightened, though he gently maneuvered Angie behind him, “I don’t think you want to find out, pretty boy. And, for the record, Angelica is correct. We all know that there aren’t any brain cells left in that head of yours.”

Angelica began laughing a bit, completely surprised by the witty words coming from Evans lips. All the friends were snickering behind them as well, the jock snapping his head and glaring at them as if to say ‘Shut it’. He looked to Evan, and drunkenly tried to take a swing at him with his other hand, missing entirely. Evan let go of him as he swung, making the man spin and fall on his face.

“Let’s go before he does anything else dumb.” Evan gave Angie a soft smile, putting his arm out for her to lead the way.

Angelica gave him a smile in return, and began walking. Her mind was everywhere, conflicting thoughts flooding her brain.

She had known Evan for what seems like forever. They had studied together many times over the years, simply hanging out and enjoying each other's company. She had never seen him like this though.. He was always quiet, and had his nose in his books. He never seemed the type of guy to be any kind of physical.. Especially up against someone on the soccer team.

They walked in silence for a moment, the sounds of the teens they left behind fading into the distance. Evan walked beside her silently, not wanting to disturb her. He was upset about what had just happened to her, and he had a bit of an adrenaline rush after standing up like that for her.. Like he had always wanted to do for her. There had been many boyfriends before this one that deserved to be knocked out of their socks. But it was never his place, and truthfully wasn't tonight either.

“Thank you.” Angelica said softly, her eyes on the ground as they continued walking.

Even looked at her, “Nothing to say thank you for.. I mean, the guy was obviously about to do something he shouldn't.. And I couldn't just let that happen to you.”

Angelica stopped walking for a moment, shaking her head softly as she tried to find the right words. Everything she had previously thought about him, had changed in a simple moment. What was she thinking? She couldn't really decipher everything that was racing through her mind, but she did know one thing for sure.

Evan stood there with her, the moon nearing its peak in the sky. He knew how he felt for her, he always had. But he never thought it was in the cards for them, he was never her type.. He truthfully thought that nothing would ever happen between them, simply because they were too different.

“I see you, Evan.. Like its the first time.” Her eyes finally looked up towards his hazel brown orbs, “I cant believe it took me this long to see you like this though, I feel pretty foolish actually..”

He wasn’t quite sure what she meant, so he stood there silently, just listening to her as she spoke to him. Her voice was soft and smooth, it had always been a comfort for him.

She took in a soft breath, admiring him for a moment.

How his emotions were expressed with his eyes, the skin wrinkling at the corners when he smiled.

The way his glasses framed his face, he was quite handsome, truly. She was only just now fully admitting that to herself.

The curls in his hair that cupped his ears, it was pretty cute.

Her mind just kept going, and eventually she couldnt contain her thoughts anymore.

“Evan I’m so sorry that it took me so long to see what was in front of me this whole time..” She gently placed a hand on his chest, a sad expression on her face.

He shook his head a bit, “What do you mean?”

She let out a soft chuckle, “You! You silly goose. You’ve been there for me.. For every breakup, every fight with my parents, everything in school… It’s always been you, and I can’t believe I was too blind to see..”

Evan took in a sharp breath, trying to process what she was saying. He couldn't help the grin that spread across his face. He moved his hand to rest on top of hers, and with his other hand, he gently tucked some of her hair behind one of her ears.

“I don’t mind.” He whispered softly, their bodies now facing each other.

She looked up to his eyes, searching them for a moment.

They were both thinking the same exact thing. Something that neither of them had allowed themselves to think, after all of these years.. Neither of them ever knew how the other felt.

Soon the gap between them closed, their lips gently coming together in a soft kiss.

The moon was high in the sky now, stars sparkly radiantly around it. The only other source of light was about half a block down, a street lamp. The air was quiet, only the sounds of birds in the trees saying goodnight were able to be heard.

Both of Angelica's hands were now placed on his chest, her eyes fluttering shut as if they were in a romance novel. She wasn’t aware of absolutely anything around them, the only thing that even occurred to her was him. Evans hand gently cupped her face, her soft warm skin sending chills through his body. His eyes had shut the moment their lips met, and he knew in that moment what he had been lying to himself about for so long… He loved her. He had known the feeling for years, but he never thought that this moment would ever exist. He kept trying to push that feeling back in fear of rejection and embarrassment. Her lips tasted as if she had snuck some extra chocolates after dinner, he knew she had done that often. The kiss was soft, sweet, and perfectly enjoyable. Angelica's mind had stopped racing for what seemed like the first time in forever, the only thing her mind was focused on was Evan. His lips were soft, and tasted like that strawberry chap-stick she had always seen him using.

But soon they both slowly began to break the kiss, him leaning down a bit to keep their foreheads pressed together.

They were silent, all you could hear was their soft breaths. It was beginning to get a bit chilly, and Evan knew that they should be getting home soon. But he didn’t want this wonderful moment with her to end.

“That was absolutely..” He began to tell her how much he enjoyed their kiss, but he couldn’t find the right words.

Angelica gave him a big grin, looking up into his eyes as they stood there holding each other. She let out a breathless chuckle, nodding her head in agreement before placing a hand at the back of his head. Her fingers quickly found that playing with his soft curls was rather comforting.

“It was absolutely perfect, Evan.”

Things had been quite different for Angelica since that night at the park. She kicked those so called friends to the curb, finally realizing how much they dragged her down. She was finally realizing her true self worth, her whole demeanor about life changing. She and Evan were closer than they had ever been, their friendship stronger than ever. It was never verbally spoken that they were in a relationship, they both thought of it as courting. Soft kisses were stolen in secret, hugs that lingered, fingers that entwined, though nothing more than that happened. Even though Evan wanted to pull her into his chest and kiss her every time they saw each other, he didn’t. But he was planning something..

Evan had started a new job a few months back, and was saving up almost every penny he earned. Other than buying things that he needed, every once in a while, he would get some thing for Angie. Whether it was some chocolate from her favorite candy shop, or they would go to the movie theater, or he would just surprise her with flowers. He hadn’t been spending much money at all recently, he had a goal in mind that kept him on his toes. And today, his plans were finally coming together.

Angelica was rushing through her chores tonight, having already gone to work for the day, trying to be ready for Evan by 8pm. Yesterday evening, he told her that he had special plans for them, and to wear her favorite dress. She intended to do just that, but also wanted to fix her hair and freshen her make up. She had no idea what the plan was, she just knew that Evan was pretty excited telling her about it. Which, of course, made her absolutely thrilled for their night.

The evening flew by pretty quickly for both of them, Angie and Evan, both paying very close attention to the time. Evan had purchased his first vehicle about a month ago, and took great pride in being able to take Angie wherever she wanted to go. It was 10 minutes till, and Evan made his way over to her house. Even though she only lived two houses down from him, he wanted to make sure he was on time. He wore a sage green dress shirt, dark grey slacks, and his shiniest black dress shoes. He had his matching grey suit jacket in the back seat. He parked the car right in front of the house, and got out with a bouquet of flowers. Angelica had just left her dress on, having done her hair and make up first. She took a look at her self in the mirror, nodding to herself. She was ready! Evan had walked up to the front door, and was greeted by Angelica‘s mother. she gave him a kiss on the cheek and a firm embrace, wishing him good luck. He entered the home, and waited downstairs for her. As soon as she came down the stairs, he couldn’t help the big grin on his face.

“You look absolutely beautiful, Ang.” He looked at her in awe.

She gave him a warm smile, coming up to him and straightening out the collar of his shirt, “And you look perfectly handsome, Evan.”

Evan gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead before handing her the bouquet; daisies, sunflowers and yellow roses. He loved the way her face lit up every time he gave her flowers, it gave him such a warm feeling. She held them to her nose, letting out a happy sigh as she smelled them.

“Oh I’ll take care of those! You two go enjoy your night.” Her mother quickly took the bouquet away, and ‘shooed’ them out the door.

The two chuckled a bit, and went to the car. Evan quickly rushed ahead of her to open the car door, giving her a sweet grin.

“So, do I get to know what we’re doing tonight?” She asked curiously, stepping into the car.

“Nope!” He chuckled a bit, closing her door then getting into the driver's seat. “You’ll know when we get there!”

The two asked each other about how their days went, just chit chatting as he drove them to their destination. The sun was down, the moon positioning itself over the city perfectly. As they approached the place, Angelica’s voice squealed out in joy.

“The pier? You’re taking me to the carnival?” She asked, the excitement in her voice making Evan smile.

“Only the most fun, exciting things for my favorite gal.” He responded to her as he parked the car.

She reached over as soon as the car was off, wrapping her arms around his neck. His arms responded immediately, wrapping around her. They sat there for a moment, eyes closed, simply holding each other.

But soon they made their way down the pier, the first stop being a delicious churro for Angelica. They were one of her favorites, and Evan knew this. He got an extra for her, so she could have it later.

“You really didn’t need to get me two…” Angelica said, giving him a smile.

He chuckled a bit, “You’ll want another one later.”

She looked at him for a moment, then let out a bit of a laugh, “Yeah I suppose you’re right!”

They continued going through the pier, stopping at a few games. Angelica had been able to figure each of them out, all the rigged games people could never quite win. Evan had soon become a bit of a pack mule, with all the prizes they had won. One of the carnival workers had given them a good sized bag to help, and everything actually fit into it. He didn’t mind though, for the priceless look of happiness on her face.. he would do absolutely anything.

They had come to the high striker game, and Evan fully intended on trying to win Angelica the biggest stuffed animal either of them had ever seen.

“Allllllright step right up young man!” The carnival worker waved Evan up to the game, handing him the big mallet to use.

Evan gave Angie a big smile, rolling up his shirt sleeves, earning him a sweet kiss on the cheek, “For good luck.” She said to him, the feeling of her kiss lingering on his skin.

He positioned himself, holding the mallet. He observed the game for a moment, trying to see if there were any signs of where the best place to hit the target was. He nodded to himself, the carnie man standing there with a smirk on his face. Evan raised the big mallet up in the air over his head, and swung down with every ounce of force in his body. The metallic ding of the bell was loud enough that it caught the attention of others on the pier, everyone gasping and beginning to cheer for him. When he finally looked up at the bell, Angelica had wrapped her arms around his waist jumping up and down.

“Oh my gosh!” She exclaimed, squeezing him tight.

The ball that went up to hit the bell, had broken the game. It was suck up under the bell, showing everyone there that Evan had indeed won the game. He was a bit baffled, but not as much as the carnie who was absolutely flabbergasted. The man stood there, mouth agape, his eyes going back and forth between Evan and the game.

“Whatever you want, take two.” The man said, just shaking his head in disbelief.

Evan gave Angie a big hug, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. He was pretty proud of himself, and had gotten a bit of an adrenaline rush from the excitement.

“Which ones do you want, beautiful?”

Angelica couldn’t help the blush that spread across her cheeks, hearing Evan compliment her. The night had been filled with sweet nothings whispered into each other's ears, loving hugs, and the absolute best quality time. She looked at all the stuffed animals, humming softly as she decided which ones she wanted.

“Those two. They’re perfect!” She pointed her finger up towards them, a big grin on her face.

Hung up next to each other were two big bunny’s. One was a light blue color, with green accents. The other was green, with matching light blue accents. They looked like the perfect pair. The carnie man got them down for her, handing them both to her. They were both about the length of her arm, a great hugging size. Angie looked up to Evan, a smile on her lips, a slight blush still on her cheeks.

“What do you think?” She asked curiously.

Evan looked at each bunny, a smile growing on his face, “They’re the perfect pair.. remind me of a few other people…” he chuckled a bit.

He still had to finish out his plan though, and it was beginning to get late. He looked around for a moment before sliding his hand down into hers, and gently leading her towards the last attraction for the night..

The Ferris wheel.

They made their way over, the crowd thinning out now, there wasn’t even a line for the Ferris wheel. As set their things down at the gate, Evan whispered something to the worker, the woman smiling happily and nodding her head. Evan held Angie’s hand as she stepped into the basket, making sure she got in safely. Once they were both settled into the seat, Angie snuggled up into him, closing her eyes. She was so happy when she was with him, nothing else really seemed to matter much anymore. Evan wrapped his arm around her, resting his chin on her head as the wheel began to move. He was starting to get a bit nervous, he could feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest. The wheel moved, their basket gently swaying as they were raised into the air.

“This has been a very lovely night Evan, thank you so so much.” Angelica looked up at him, her smile never faltering.

He gave her a sweet grin, “I’m glad that you’ve enjoyed it.. Uh, however, it’s not quite over yet…” With the hand that she couldn’t see, he reached into his pocket.

“What do you mean..?” Her eyebrows furrowed, looking at him.

He chuckled nervously, “Oh, uhm..” he was trying to pull something out of his pocket, but he fumbled a bit and it fell to the bottom of their basket. The box has opened itself when it fell, and Evan quickly tried to pick it back up, but it was too late. Angelica’s eyes widened, reaching the box before he could. They both sat back up, both silent for a moment. Was this what she thought it was? Inside the small box was a ring. It was gold, the metal of the band was braided, with three gems on the face. One bigger one, with a small one on either side of it.

“Evan….” She tried to say his name, but it came out as a whisper.

He felt his breath hitch in his throat, “W-Well now obviously this isn’t working out the way I wanted it to.. I, uh..”

The wheel slowly stopped, their basket resting at the top. They could see most of the city with how high up they were, the sky clear. The moon was shining bright, stars glimmering across the night sky.

He took in a deep breath, trying to collect himself so he could speak to her. He nodded to himself, then gently took her hand into his, the box in her hand.

“I wanted this to go much smoother than it is, but the show must go on.” He chuckled at himself a bit, Angie smiling at him. “Ang.. Gosh this harder than I thought..” they both chuckled a bit, Angie putting her other hand on his face, caressing his cheek with her thumb.

He let out a soft breath, “Angelica, we’ve known each other a long time. And in that time we’ve both had the amazing opportunity to watch each other grow into who we are today.. You’re an incredible woman, Ang. You’re so intelligent, you’re kind, creative, and so determined. You can do absolutely anything, and you know that.” He gave her a soft grin, pressing a kiss to the inside of her hand, “…the last few months have been really wonderful. We’ve both accomplished many things, proved others wrong, and have created some great memories together. I think that I’m ready for more memories.. Memories that we create together, and pass down to others to smile about. You’ve been a bright light in my life, Ang, you are the puzzle piece that finishes the puzzle of my life…” he was shaking a bit, taking the box from her hand to hold it up like he would if he was on one knee. “I saw this ring three months ago, when I took mothers necklace in to be fixed. When I saw it, I immediately knew what I wanted. I knew that I wanted to buy it, and ask you to marry me.. So, I bought it. I’ve been carrying this ring around with me this whole time, not sure how I should even attempt to ask you.” He chuckled at himself, licking his lips out of nerves, “This might not have gone the perfect way I wanted it to..”

“I don’t want perfect.” She interrupted him, giving him a gentle grin, tears lining her eyes. He began tearing up as well, sniffling a bit.

“Angelica, I’ve always known that you were meant to be in my life. But today, right now, I know exactly where in my life I want you.. and that’s by my side, forever and always, for me to love.”

He paused briefly, taking the ring out of the box, “Would you do me the most incredible honor, and marry me?”

Angie sat there, having listened to each of his words carefully. Everything he said made her heart swell, in the best way possible. A single tear finally managed to escape her eye as she began to nod furiously, “Oh Evan.. Yes! A million times yes!”

He let out a breathless chuckle, gently taking her hand and sliding the ring onto her finger. He looked at it for a moment, smiling. Both of them had huge grins plastered onto their faces, soft chuckled escaping past their lips. Neither of them really knew what to do next.. but he had a good idea. He put both of his hand on either side of her face, pulling them together, and pressing their lips firm against each other.

Fireworks. That’s what they both felt.

The kiss was deep, passionate, and full of pure love. The feeling of bliss was a complete understatement. Their lips finally parted, the two resting their foreheads together.

“I love you, Evan.” She whispered, their lips gently brushing together.

“I will love you forever, Angelica.”

[storiesofsvu]

thursday thots

Happy Thursday!

Okay… happy couple getting engaged right at the start of a cold open only for them to get immediately targeted?? Didn’t we do this on svu like two weeks ago.. ugh..

Also I JUST finished last week’s OC before this started and I’d like to say: jet, amazing, love her so much, her and Danielle absolutely CRUSHED their performances. I’m also salty murphy got away, and lowkey salty that Elliot stopped Ayanna from shooting him, because you cannot tell me that if he knew about lewis he would have murdered him with his own bare hands to get revenge for olivia….

ANYWAY, back to this week:

Listen… OC needs to get their shit together about how they’re running the show. I don’t mind doing the ONE perp over the ENTIRE season, but they only managed that with Wheatley, s2 was split between Elliot UC and the brotherhood, and s3 has somehow linked the whiney casino man into the murphy arc and that’s now over but also not really over, and it only spanned like, 3 episodes… like.. FIGURE IT OUT guys…

January 91… excuse me… I’m 99% sure Elliot started as a detective in 89… but why do I even THINK the writers, esp of different shows would bother to look into that kinda shit before scripting it…

Yeah I’m not here for this, I’ve already stopped paying attention. LOL

3d printed GUNS!?? Wtf….

This bruce guy is obsessed with jet. Like.. do not blame him, but LOVING the protective mama bear Ayanna giving him a death glare.

Yeah… did not care about that AT ALL.

Mothership:

I missed the very first start, just caught the part of shaw being frisked by uni’s. fucking oof.

“smells like he bathed in merlot”  “that bottle’s probably the murder weapon.” This girl has sass. Love her.

This uni comes to “apologize” to shaw ONLY because he’s up for detective and doesn’t want to risk that promotion?! Maybe you shouldn’t be a racist POS before you get to be detective. “the colour blue” yah go FUCK yourself….

I’M SORRY. Was I LISTENING CORRECTLY!?? Was that guy’s name Donnelly?!! Come ON.

 Okay… but are we actually ignoring the connection of the victim, his ex wife’s new bf who works with the perp?? Even if it was self defense there’s still something fishy going on…

I fucking KNEW IT!!! I KNEW IT!!! THE NEW BF SET HIM UP FUCKING CALLED IT.

Okay so it may not be the new bf, but there’s definitel still some kind of connection going on, im only half paying attention, y’all know this already lol.

Okay, overall, a decent good episode for once. Not enough sam but that’s always the case.

SVU time. Finally

Wow… what a fucking SAPPY start to the cold open jfc…

“who’re we interrogating?”  “you.”

Jesus. This is cold. Like how is this going to work out? What angle were they going with this story line? What is the POINT??

At least its giving octavio a good chance to show off his acting.

Honestly this episode is beautiful, heart wrenching but beautiful

More churlish!!!???? Tbh  I really like her, so I’m totally down if she joins the squad. And we already know she’s got more eps coming up thx to molly’s insta story…

“you’re 180 lbs of water in the shape of a man, you take the shape of whatever you’re poured into.” Olivia benson when did you become a profiler because you are spot on. Poor boy’s been through so much trauma he’ll do basically whatever to stay alive. He’s always wanted to do what’s right, to make good of the wrong’s he’s done in the past, let’s stick with that arc, okay? (also 180… cmon…)

Okay, overall, great episode. Now I wish we could get back to the full ensemble cast eps and cut this crap of not seeing someone for 2 weeks at a time. Ugh.

[rainninpain]

My boyfriend of four years cheated on me and thr only reason I ever found out was because he paid this female for sex it was a regular thing between them for several years before he met me. Ive been struggling for awhile with my mental health and was actually in the hospital when he fucked this bitch. He didn't pay her all of what he owed so she messaged me to tell me what they did and to tell me her youngest kid was his.

Before the revelation of cheating came about I handed him my phone one night so he could look something up, I was grooming my dog. He not only looked up what we needed he went to my texts messages and looked for messages between another ex bf and a former fiance. There were inappropriate messages from them talking about sex but there was never any acting on it as opposed to be actually physically got with this chick.

Anyhow for months and months he tried to find more and more ways to make me that bad guy when he crossed the physical line. I never denied those texts were inappropriate in a relationship, but he found ways to continuously find ways to read my emails and messages. First i locked the phone, than my tablet, than my car from when my phone was on blue tooth and than finally my smart watch.

I had been sexually assaulted and he didnt seem to care he pressured me more and more about how we werent habing sex and he needed intimacy and blah blah. He brought this shit up over and over for two years. I asked him repeatedly to table the conversation about our sex life and intimacy but he wouldnt.

Two weeks ago I called him out on the fact that he rarely listened to me when talking to him about anything. He didn't say anything. I asked him how often he was talking to the chick he fucked he said rarely. I already knew that was a lie but wanted him to be honest and he wasn't. Than i saw she was coming to town to visit whatever family she has here and i asked him and he lied again. He than got pissed off at me for telling him she couldnt come in our home nor was i going to allow him to take our vehicle to go see her and/or give her a ride. He laughed and called me dumb.

I asked what normal woman would be ok with their partner talking too and hanging out with the woman they cheated with?! He said probably none.

A week goes buy and I am no longer able to fight with him.about this but asked why he can't just be honest. The next night he sends me a text message, couldnt even tell me in person that he isnt in love with me and hasnt been and all this other fucked up shit. We just bought a $500,000 home and hes planning to move out and take the only car we have and leave me fucked. Tonight he tells me his pos alcoholic former bestfriend got his army disability money and he will be leaving even sooner cus the friend owes him $10,000. I asked if he told Josh we aren't together and he says yeah and wtf does it matter since Josh and I dont even speak anymore. I had to deal with Josh's shit for almost 2 years because of my bf. Josh is an alcoholic and caused so many issues.

This is not the first time Justin hurt me i nearly died in 2017 because of him and a friend bullying me. I NEVER should have trusted him again but I have bpd and didn't want to be alone and he promised he would never hurt me again and yet thats all he has done. My dad died 4 May 2021 and my mom 19 April 2022. So i have had nothing but fucked up shit for awhile now. Which is why my mind goes to the darkest and impulsive places. I hate life more and more everyday. My mom was my bestfriend and we were there for eachother and never abandoned. Now not only she is gone but my dad to and I am alone in this world because I trusted someone I shouldn't have. A pos like him. I should have known better....here i am alone in an expensive house with tons of pets a place I thought i would be happy because we bought it and got this specifically for my mom becauae it is handicap accessible but she died two months after moving in.

I truly no longer care about anyone and anything. The more I allow myself to feel things the more pain I end up in. I just want it all to stop. SI is on my mind constantly. The method I'd use so it would guarantee no coming back. The other times I called my doctor and she called 911.

I'm a fucking idiot and an absolute failure at everything. I can't even work because my mental health. I quit working after my first suicide attempt on 7 February 2016. That attempt was the worst of all and I wasn't expected to make it. Why I did I have no clue. I guess I was a puece of shit person in another life and this is KARMA or maybe its just karma for all the shit ive done my entire life.

I always want to help people and everything I ever did that was good never happened in other peoples eyes. I am the villain. I sacrificed half my life to take care of my addict sisters kids and yet my plder sister who actually did the fucked up shit before and after the kids mom died gets all the credit for everything I did. Thats an entire other situation but it all culminates to now and what I am dealing with. I don't know or understand why everyone hates me, why they abandon me, why the hurt me, what is wrong with me?!? I don't belong on this Earth. All I have is constant unbearable pain from loss, grief, depression, anxiety, sadness, trauma, ptsd, bpd, bipolar. What is the point in continuing to live this miserable life?! No one misses me. No one even talked to me at my mothers funeral.not even the other siblings!

[anon-8518]

Big City Re-EWE-s #2 – Not the Best GRAZE for Your Heart (“Be Still My BLEAT-ing Heart”)

If you want to know how this review series works, please read #0 first as I will explain how I rate these episodes:

I know I said that I won't be reviewing episodes in order of their number, but rather what I feel like reviewing, and that is still true. I felt like reviewing “Be Still My BLEAT-ing Heart” and it just so happens to come out after “In the BAA-ginning”.

With that out of the way, here is my review of “Be Still My BLEAT-ing Heart”!

The plot of this episode? Sheep falls in love with Swanky and tries to be with her but has a hard time doing so because Lady Richington, who is Swanky's owner, is a sheep-hater and keeps him away from Swanky. After some attempts by Sheep to see Swanky, Lady Richington calls General Specific so he can get rid of him. Also, something about General Specific's inexplicable memory lapses since the pilot.

Where do I start with this episode? I know, how about we address the elephant in the room, or rather poodle; Sheep and Swanky's relationship... Oh boy, I have a lot to say about it.

The main gripe I have with this element of the show, as well as being a major problem with the episode, is that Sheep and Swanky's relationship start out by the one thing that writers should never use if they want to create a romance that the viewers want to care about; Love at First Sight. I get it, I get it; Sheep in the Big City is not the type of series to be taken seriously, or at least to be taken as seriously like most shows, and has done far sillier stuff. That being said; there are important parts of the series that had a build-up and/or a good reason to exist. Sheep and Swanky's relationship maybe an important part but it doesn't have a build-up or reason. Sheep just falls in love with Swanky by simply seeing her, without the two getting to know each other or even just saying a hello, and they both decide to start off their relationship as love partners right then and there. The problem is that the audience doesn't have a reason to care about Sheep and Swanky's feelings for one another, other than Sheep feels alone in the Big City.

Getting ahead of myself, but there is a certain 10th episode that does deal with Sheep's loneliness problem and becoming connected with someone much better, which involves a certain sheep who is not an ex-agent. But that's an review for another day.

Starting off Sheep and Swanky's relationship using Love at First Sight is like introducing General Specific's desire to capture Sheep without him being needed for a sheep-powered ray-gun. It doesn't make sense because an explanation for it doesn't exist.

Here is a better way for Sheep and Swanky to form their relationship within the span of an episode (21-22 minutes); have Sheep and Swanky meet for the first time and get to know each other as just friends in Chapter 1, focus on how upset they are by the fact that they can't spend proper time together because of Lady Richington in Chapter 2 and build up their relationship from here, and have them finally fall in love in Chapter 3 after Swanky saves Sheep from General Specific and Lady Richington (the series does something similar with the last part, but by then Sheep and Swanky had already formed their relationship). Not only does it make Sheep and Swanky's relationship more natural and caring, but also makes the conflict between Sheep and Lady Richington more genuine and emotional... Speaking of Lady Richington.

Lady Richington makes her first official appearance in this episode. Oh boy (again), I also have a lot to say about her.

I understand that she exists as a major antagonist of the series, since having General Specific and his henchmen be the only ones can get tiring, but I despise her so much. Why? She doesn't have much of a personality or purpose. All she does is bash Sheep with her stainless steel wig and keep him away from Swanky, as well as just being snobbish. That is literally it. She's not funny most of the time, she doesn't have a reason to be a sheep-hater, and she doesn't even have any other character traits. It is just “ha ha, she is a snobbish sheep-hating woman”. At this point, she is a plot device, even more so than the show's actual plot device (ironically enough).

“Hello.” - The Plot Device

If Lady Richington was written off or replaced, it will make little impact to the series other than Sheep and Swanky's relationship, but even then there are plenty of ways to make an episode about that without involving Lady Richington. That's how bad and pointless Lady Richington is as a character, let alone a major one.

Despite all the negative stuff I've said so far, the episode is not all bad. There are some good things in this episode I can talk about. The main highlight of the episode are the jokes and skits.

I loved this small plot, but big joke, about General Specific's inexplicable memory lapses. It is a good way of showing to the viewers who hadn't watched the pilot of why General Specific and his henchmen want to capture Sheep, while not being out of place and matching with the series' style of humor.

“Private Public, I have this nefarious desire to capture that sheep but I can't remember why.” - General Specific

“Private Public, try to find me something for these inexplicable memory lapses I've been having.” - General Specific

The skit involving the Angry Scientist showing off his literal laser pens, otherwise known as Instrument of Evilness-ness-ness, on “The-You're-Too-Lazy-To-Get-Out-Of-Your-House-And-Go-Shopping Station” got a good laugh out of me because of the sudden and irrelevant comments that he makes and his responses to Betsy's mistakes regarding his products and, of course, his name.

“You know, at first they laughed at me! They said I was crazy to making these products! They also said I was fat, but I showed them! I successfully created my products and I slimmed down considerably-ness!” - The Angry Scientist

“The colors are not the point! It is the evil destructive-ness that you should be focusing on!” - The Angry Scientist

I also enjoyed the skit involving a Public Service Message from Some Guy, who take his job half-seriously, about the Inaudible Man and a dramatic re-enactment with the actor playing the criminal, Dirk, not being, well, inaudible about the role.

“There had been a rash of unsolved crimes in the Big City and we need YOUR help! OW! Darn it! That really hurt!” - Some Guy

“I am the Inaudible Man! I am now going to take this maiden's necklace! Oh, cruel fate!” - Dirk, playing the role of the Inaudible Man

Another thing I liked about the episode is the concept of General Specific and Lady Richington working together. Though not as epic as with Farmer John, it is interesting to see two characters, who both have a problem with Sheep, deciding to work together to deal with him. Unfortunately, the execution isn't that great as it just involves General Specific and his henchmen trying to capture Sheep with Lady Richington not doing anything to help, rephrasing my point about her being a useless character.

Overall, this episode is disappointing at most. The plot about Sheep and Swanky's relationship can been seen as problematic because of Love at First Sight being involved, Lady Richington being the annoying plot device just to keep Sheep away from Swanky, and the Secret Military Organization's involvement in the episode being underwhelming.

It is not the worst episode or even a bad one, and it does have some jokes and skits that might give you a good laugh, but it's not enough to give this episode a higher rating.

“Be Still My BLEAT-ing Heart” is just an alright episode with a lot of potential to be much better.

Final Score: C

Featured Quote:

“Well, don't just stand there!” - General Specific

[the-art-in-arthesia-is-loud]

I Don't Have A Name For The Story Yet But One Thing For Sure This Is For A School Assignment And This Is Just A Summary (Part 1)

long ass title 💀

anywaus school assignment story i don't have a titlw for yet. splitting this into parts bc i'm not actually done with it yet augh

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ok so basically it starts with a good ol intro for our protagonist; emira! she is a cake seller or smth. like a baker who sells in a bakery or whatever. you get it now right

ok let's get to the good part. she just so happen to be done with shopping for ingredients for a bunch of cakes and bread and pastries she'll sell but then oh wow!!!!!! the sky turned red and the wind is super strong oh my fucking god!!!!2!1!1!11!1! and then emira ran into some giant ass monster and nEARLY GOT HERSELF KILLED. YOU FUCKING DUMBASS.

dw she got saved by prince cedric tho <33333 no there is no canonical romance here if there is it's so so soooo not obvious but it's implied somewhat. it's just that the romance isn't between emimi and ced. anyways they talked for a bit and then emira brought up how they should do smth instead of hiding in some ugly ass cave forever

cedric then goes on thru a depression moment as he explains that he Does Not want to disobey his father by not listening to him and going outside to fight the monster himself and then cedric's friend andrew joins the conversation then tells him to just Shut The Fuck Up And Go Fuck It We Ball Already (emira joins in on that btw)

andrew then ends his super cool motivational speech with a very wonderful "i believe in you, cedric" and that made cedric super silent for some reason. now, this is where the very very veryyyy vague romance hints comes in. bc even if i obv made it Not obvious here, cedric and andrew do have some sort of.....chemistry with each other. off screen tho. not on screen. if it's on screen i'll get fried by the teacher /j

ugh....homos. /pos

anyways the three were going to go out of the cave to fight that bitchass monster but then cedric's dad came in. after so much begging and pleading the dad decided to let them go........with extra company

introduction of another character time!!!!!!! her name is mia and she's a royal guard :3 she's kinda like logos personality-wise; fucking emotionless and not so expressive. oo.

anyways timeskip to...iirc an hour later??? they're in some forest now and then they meet this witch named minori who is the most Cockiest Bitch Ever. i love her. she did Not want to come with the group to find and fucking kill the monster but then after awhile of arguing coaxing she decided to join them

YAYAYAYAYAYAYYYY THE GROUP'S GETTING BIGGER

two hours later they get lost in the forest like the little shits they are and then minori teleports them out of the forest and into emira's hometown—a village. they then go face to face with the monster from earlier but then some random ass voice came up from behind them and then it turns out.....

OH MY GOD THE VILLAIN IN THIS STORY; ALBERT?!?!?!?!?(_(4_!(4&!&(&!&(&

yea cedric knows albert actually. albert is cedric's bitchass ex the son of cedric's dad's enemy from the neighbouring kingdom. and that's where i finished off for now lol

[millersdayoff]

Sorry this is a long post. I'm leaving names and specific locations out. My friend’s ex [29] about a week ago posted on social media on how something that was done on accident, and she talked about how she was in previously in a dead end relationship and how the new relationship is in is how she was engaged to her current partner, moving to a new house out of state, getting a decently paid job, and said “I’m blessed” with two dogs and two cats. She was bragging on social media on how great things are now but the part that set me off was that fact that she said my friend [32] hated animals. He took care of all of those animals because she was a lazy POS. Context: These events happened in the span between 2015-2018. Time is out of order but I'm hoping I make sense. In February 2018, the ex went on a vacation and told my friend last minute she needs to go to the airport. The relationship was already falling apart at this point, but my friend did what it took to make her happy. She cheated on him with now her new fiancé. The fiancé was notorious for being mentally abusive with his previous girlfriend and also to the ex. He use to make fun of my friend's ex's weight and her tattoos. She cried once whenever the friend and fiancé had lunch together once and said “I don’t want to be around him ever again.” because the fiance bullied her so much. This is after she moved out of state in March 2018, but whenever she started shit with the fiancé, he would dip and leave her at their apartment alone to go hang out with friends. To show what kind of person her fiance is, there was also a constant joke that my friend's ex and fiancé would call my friend a Jew and if he was poisoned that he would just die because he wouldn’t buy a cure to stop the poison. Jumping to 2015-2017: My friend never had a lot of money because he paid rent, utilities, made her food, and also got her fast food if she begged for it. The only thing his ex paid at the time was a $50 gas bill in the house they've rented with two people together. The ex never took care of the animals she had ( she had a ferret and never cleaned the cage as she should have that she ended up selling away) and the cat litter she never cleaned either and my friend was the only one that cleaned it out. The ex also had bad spending habits and instantly blew her money on cosplays, special editions at GameStops, makeup, clothes, etc. She even wanted to marry my friend and talked about wanting to move out of state at one point. My friend said we can make it happen but you need to start saving your money also and being more responsible, he was also going to start saving money even more and was willingly to go move out of state with her. He would ask her on multiple occasions how much money you saved up and it led to fights as she didn’t give a straight answer. The only time she saved up enough money was when she moved out of state with her new boyfriend (fiance now but you get it). There was a moment before she moved that they rented a house that the ex, friend, and two other of the ex friends moved in together and the ex brought home an outside dog from her job at the time. The poor dog was scared and just ended up tearing everything in the house and was kept outside tied to a tree. My friend told her the dog needs to be in a rescue shelter as it’s cruel to keep an animal tied up. Th ex eventually agreed and the ex and roommate went south of their city to drop off the dog.

2015-2017 still: She begged my friend for a husky because they were watching GOTs at the time and huskies were popular. At the time, actors (Sophie Turner and Peter Dinklage I believe) from the show stressed to people please do not get huskies. My friend was hyper against it as she never took care of the animals she previously had. She thought “cute dog I want husky” without knowing anything about taking care of a wolf husky hybrid. My friend told her we can get another cat but you have to be responsible and take care of it. The ex agreed for a little while and got a cat she currently has now. Arguments would go back and forth on her wanting a husky. She would say something in the lines of "You never give me what I want". One day after work, the ex made an impulse decision and pulled a Craigslist ad for a white husky wolf hybrid for $200. My friend and the ex traveled part of the hometown for the dog to which she didn’t have the cash on hand so my friend ended up paying for the dog for her. He never got the $200 back from her by the way. My friend ended up taking care of the dog when they were dating at the time. My friend paid for his food, bed, vet bills, grooming bill, etc.

January 2018: She also didn’t want to go to my friend's family functions and even one time my friend's parents bought football tickets to a game for a team she liked and last minute she didn’t want to go even though she begged my friend to have his mom buy them for them and gave the excuse. "We never get to do nice dates out anymore and I want to do more stuff like this with you." Tickets were roughly $300.00.

February 2018: She took half of my friends stuff and moved out of state. One of the last arguments they had together she said she was going to beat herself up and call the policed and said to him “I will call the police beat myself up and said you r***d me” over a video game she tried taking that wasn’t hers. He gave in and just left the partner they lived in at the time. He came back to the apartment and broke up. They lived together so she had enough money to move out of the state. The situation with that was creepy too. She would use to want pity s*x from my friend and he would deny her advances or she would want to cuddle with him even though they’ve already broken up at that point. There was a point where she went up to him and said “I got my nipples pierced, do you want to play with them?” the friend would deny her request but she was almost dumbfounded that he would say no to her.

Mar 2018: The fiancé the ex is engaged to now use to beat up the husky hybrid before the ex got rid of the dog after one month having him whenever she moved out of state in. Whenever the ex and the fiancé were out of state, they both never took care of the dog as they. The ex called my friend and said if he wanted the dog he needed to pay $3300 to have him ship back home and she didn’t have money and my friend couldn’t take on the responsibility. The dog got given up for adoption after one month of having him whenever the ex moved out of state. The irony of this now is they got two dogs now. 2018?: I don't recall whenever this happened, but the cat the ex adopted got sick also and my friend saved one of her cats from potential death after the cat ate something she wasn’t supposed to.

Apr-Aug 2018: Whenever the ex moved out of state, my friend used to get the ex calls and the ex cried constantly on how everything wasn’t working out for. She would always say things like “I miss you, you’re the best companion I’ve ever had. My heart aches.” “I still have your jacket and it still smells like you” To which my friend would usually respond “I’ll help you with what I can but you made this decision yourself.” or just got weirded out by her, she was usually drunk most of the time but also needed someone to talk to. She even sent a keychain from a video to my friend for his birthday once and was like “happy birthday, I miss you greatly” and it just seemed desperate. Before her friend moved out of state with the ex and fiance, she given my friend a box of stuff that may of belong to him (to which none of it did so again seemed desperate to try to reconnect). One phone call in particular the ex called and said “I wish I had come to a place I can call home.” To which my ex responded “well where do you think your home is now because it’s not here.” referring to his apartment back in their hometown. To which the ex was in disbelief and started to cry. The calls eventually stopped roughly in Aug 2018. The last time the ex spoke to my friend it was back in Oct 2018 where she called him randomly at work. They had a disagreement over a utility bill that was under her name (he was paying for it but she wanted him to cancel it for her even though it was under her name). She may have sent an email to him at some point but he never responded at that point. Its been five years since they've last spoken to each other. I don't think he remembers her voice or what she looks like anymore.

I think what I'm going at this is I don't mess with people that think in their mind they were in the right when they know what they did. His friends know. His family knows. And especially he knows what an actual monster you and your fiance on. Continue to believe your own lies. What you your fiance did to that poor dog was unspeakable. My friend has been healing and is in a healthy relationship.

[fabseg-creator]

The last moment of Cerise before her disappearance:

He didn't let her the time to transform.

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One moment later, in Tinky Winkynos' spaceship...

Tinky Winkynos (acting as innocent child): "Hello my siblings. What's up with the new "playmate" ? 🌼"

Dipsy: "The subject from this planet you brought to us is... particular."

Tinky: "I see there are artefacts that are named "Miraculouses". (He holds the Butterfly Miraculous) That seems funny. 🌼"

Nooroo (worried): "Do you wanna go to the quest for the Ladybug and Cat Miraculouses you too."

Tinky (to Nooroo): Oh yeah ! That's so exciting. It's like the Treasure hunting my siblings played in my past life. 🌼"

Nooroo is uncomfortable about the strange purple visitor. The Mad Teletubby looks on his Black Order.

Tinky: "Bring me the playmate at my throne room."

Po: "It will be done, my Lord."

The "playmate" (who is none other than Cerise) is brought to the Mad Teletubby who is sat down on his throne. Forced to put her knees on the ground, she exprimes her anger, her rage and ger hate toward his abductor.

Cerise: "You ugly monster ! What have you done ?! Where the hell am I now ?! "

Tinky (amused): "I've taken you for bring you with me in my spaceship. I wanna play with everyone i want. I need conquer every universe I wish too but without knowning any resistance. I need a Deus ex Machina for accomplish all my dreams and it's in your universe the final soluce can be found. 🌼"

Let me go or I will dest... 🤬"

Tinky (becoming serious, intimidating, darker): "Shut up, Earthling girl ! 👿"

Cerise becomes silent because of the Mad Teletubby's words and listens him carefully. She has a bad feeling.

Tinky Winkynos: "My Black Order and I have analysed your mind. We already know your life. Your past. Your nature. Your crimes. Your lies. (He giggles) 😈"

Cerise: "Huh ?!"

Tinky: "You have a useful lot of informations about these Miraculous things and the wish to grant. You interest me, ----------*. 😈"

Cerise is shocked when Tinky has pronunced her real identity.

Tinky: "If I take these magical jewels, I will use that for grant my wish. By granting my wish, I will become victorious in each future conquest I will launch. No more defeat. No more failed invasion. No more Humiliation. I will win every war against each universe forever. Nobody in the Multiverse will stop me. 😈"

The Mad Teletubby takes a more darker tone.

Tinky: "Neither Demon Baby(1), nor spiders(2), nor Red-Black suited guy(3), nor galactic band(4) nor bats(5), nor girly creature(6), nor turtles(7), nor ghost hero(8), nor stupid animals(9) nor ginger-bearded god(10) and nor speed racers(11) will stop me anymore. (Devil laugh) 😈"

Cerise freezes at this moment. A unawaited hideous creature made his entrance on her homeworld and he is more dangerous than Ladybug and Marinette according to her. The Mad Teletubby had interrupted her personal plans but this monstrous being is terrifying her. She doesn't dare to speak to him. She is at his mercy.

Tinky suddenly looks on his prisoner. She is afraid hopeless and powerless.

Tinky (with a fully menacing face): "And now, I need your services for execute the plan: The Miraculous Invasion. 😈"

To be continued...

*Tinky is pronuncing the Cerise's real name.

Jack-Jack from The Incredibles

The Spider-Verse

Deadpool

Guardians of the Galaxy

Batman + Batman Family

Barbie

Ninja Turtles

Danny Phantom

Looney Tunes + My Little Pony

Chuck Norris

Fast and Furious

This scene happens in an alternate universe. It diverges from the Canon (after the episode Re-Creation). A parody too. Non-canon.

Miraculous belong to Zag Toon.

Tinky Winkynos: Conquest 35 (Miraculous/Lila Rossi Cerise (Chrysalis))

Tinky Winkynos makes his invasion against the Miraculous Universe. He's going to make his first victim at his arrival.

Tinky Winkynos VS Cerise

The Destroyer of franchises parallel universes VS the most evil mastermind girl of the world.

This poll is the part One of the Miraculous Invasion. It happens in Four parts.

PS: This Four-part Miraculous poll represents the Mad Teletubby's last invasion.

After that, the season One of Tinky Winkynos will be completed. I will try adapt previous polls into minicomic later.