#hiii it’s Easter

[achivement-unlocked]

I’m awake

[impala-dreamer]

*puts on a sexy bunny outfit and shakes my tail at you* 😘

[iovebarca]

hiii I love your fanfics!! Could I request one with gavi where he takes you to la feria de Sevilla. And she isn’t from Spain so he shows her around la Féria and teaches her how to dance and maybe also he is starstruck seeing her in the flamenco dress. Pleaseee

La Feria De Seville - Pablo Gavi

WC: 700+

warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, fluff!

Quick explanation of La Feria De Seville:

The Feria de Seville started in 1846 as a livestock fair. It was organized by two councillors, Basque José María Ybarra and Catalan Narciso Bonaplata. The fair was held at the Prado de San Sebastian, on the outskirts of the city. Over time, the festival evolved into the lively and colorful event that it is today.

The fair generally begins two weeks after the Semana Santa, or Easter Holy Week. It officially begins at midnight on Saturday, and runs 7 days, ending on the following Saturday

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As you step off the bustling streets of Seville, Spain, into the vibrant chaos of La Feria de Seville, Pablo takes your hand, his eyes sparkling with excitement. You can feel the energy pulsating through the air, the sound of flamenco music mingling with the chatter of the crowd. This is a world unlike any other, and Pablo is your guide.

"Welcome to La Feria, mi amor," he says, his voice warm with affection.

You follow Pablo through the maze of colorful tents and bustling crowds, your senses overwhelmed by the sights and sounds of the festival. Everywhere you look, there are people laughing, dancing, and indulging in the joy of the moment.

Pablo leads you to a clearing in the center of the fairgrounds, where a makeshift dance floor has been set up beneath a canopy of twinkling lights. Without hesitation, he pulls you into his arms, his movements fluid and confident as he guides you through the steps of the traditional Sevillanas dance.

At first, you stumble and falter, your feet awkward and unsure. But with Pablo's patient guidance, you soon find your rhythm, your body moving in harmony with his. Together, you whirl and spin across the dance floor, lost in the magic of the moment.

As the night wears on, Pablo takes you on a whirlwind tour of La Feria, introducing you to his friends and family, and sharing with you the rich history and traditions of the festival. You listen intently, hanging on his every word, captivated by the passion and pride in his voice.

Pablo's sister, Aurora, appears beside you with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "Come, mi amiga," she says, her voice filled with excitement. "I have something for you."

Curious, you follow Aurora through the throngs of people, until you reach a small tent adorned with colorful fabrics and sparkling trinkets. Inside, she rummages through a pile of dresses until she emerges triumphant, holding out a flamenco dress with a flourish.

"It's for you," Aurora declares, her smile infectious. "Try it on."

You hesitate, feeling a rush of nerves at the thought of wearing such a beautiful garment. But Aurora's encouragement is infectious, and before you know it, you find yourself slipping into the dress, the fabric cool against your skin as it cascades down your body in a riot of ruffles and lace.

As you step out of the dressing tent, Aurora's eyes widen in delight, her applause mingling with the cheers of the crowd. "You look stunning!" she exclaims, her voice ringing out over the music. "Like a true Sevillana!"

Pablo appears at your side, his gaze soft with admiration as he takes in the sight of you in the flamenco dress. "You are even more beautiful than I imagined," he whispers, his words sending a shiver down your spine.

As the night at La Feria de Sevilla begins to wind down, Pablo suggests taking a stroll along the banks of the Guadalquivir River. The air is filled with the sweet scent of orange blossoms, and the distant sound of music drifts through the night, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.

Hand in hand, you follow Pablo as he leads you away from the fairgrounds and towards the river, the cobblestone streets bathed in the soft glow of lanterns. The twinkling lights reflected in the waters of the Guadalquivir create a mesmerizing sight, casting a magical spell over the night.

As you walk, you share intimate conversations about your hopes, dreams, and aspirations, each word spoken with a tenderness that fills the air with warmth. Pablo listens attentively as you speak, his eyes fixed on yours with an intensity that makes your heart skip a beat.

With a tender smile, Pablo takes your hands in his, his gaze filled with warmth and affection.

"I love you," Pablo whispers, his voice barely more than a breath against your skin.

Tears well up in your eyes at his confession, overwhelmed by the depth of emotion in his words. Without hesitation, you throw your arms around him, pulling him close as you press your lips to his in a sweet, lingering kiss.

In that moment, surrounded by the magic of La Feria and the soft embrace of the night, you know that you have found something truly special—a love that transcends time and distance, a love that fills your heart to overflowing.

"I love you too, Pablo," you whisper against his lips, your voice filled with tenderness and joy. "More than words can say."

[miguelhugger2099]

Hiii, I’m in love with your writing it’s a comfort for me atp. Could you please do grumpy reader where she doesn’t talk to others a lot. That makes Miguel look like an extrovert (even though we both know that’s not true 😭). Happy Easter 🐣 and or any holiday you celebrate.

Two Peas in a Pod

c.....comfort,,,,, sad hamster meme the highest honor i could ever get omg thank you i really liked this ask because its basically me haha my friend actually told me ive gotten better at being more welcoming and "nice" and another friend would tell me that i could never mask my uncomfortableness if someone was bothering me LMFAO but as alwayyssssss i can rewrite this request for u if ur not satisfied :) Art: nellwhre17 on instagram

Spider-People were supposed to be funny and outgoing. It was in their canon to have some resemblance to the original quippy and humorous Spider-Man. If not outgoing then at least a little endearing and sweet.

So the Spider Society is a little thrown off when you’re introduced to the team by Miguel. Both of your arms are crossed, your face blank and looking over other Spiders with neutrality. 

“Here’s our new recruit. She’ll be working more with Margo and Lyla. Think of her as one of your superiors like myself or Jess or Peter B.” Miguel tilts his head at all the other Spiders. “That’s all. Dismissed.”

He turns to face back to his console, returning to work on new files Lyla had presented to him. Some Spiders stay to chat with you. They don’t notice the slight discomfort and annoyance in your face.

“Hey! My name is Peter M! I think we might be the same age!” One says, his mask squinting to look like he’s smiling.

“Have you gone on a mission yet? What Earth are you from?”

“Has Miguel explained The Canon to you yet? It’s a little overwhelming, I know.”

The commotion irks you a bit, the Spiders coming into your personal space so you shuffle away and your brows instinctively scrunch together. “No, I’m fine.” You mutter curtly. The others finally see the change in your demeanor and they awkwardly step back.

Miguel turns over to see the few Spiders around and barks at them to stop. “She’s still new to all this so don’t go around pestering her.” 

They smile wearily up at him then at you, whose face is still contorted a bit in a way that looks like you’re obviously still being bothered. 

They get the message and wave goodbye to you but not without feeling a chill down their spine at how cold you were. Maybe you were just shy. Everything is and always will be overwhelming around here with different variants of yourself. So, they believed in time you’d come around like the others.

You, in fact, did not come around. After weeks, months even, you still came in and left without a word. Get in and get out. You rarely engaged in conversation and if you were in a group, you’d keep to yourself. If someone tried to include you, you’d just say a few blunt words that didn’t move the conversation at all so there'd be an awkward standstill before moving on.

No matter what, no one knew anything else about you besides your name, you were a Spider-Woman and the name of your Earth.

Even the esteemed group of young SpiderLings couldn’t even get you to open up. Jess and Gwen had just come back from a mission, wanting to eat at the cafeteria before heading home. They had found seats beside Hobie and Pav who were just catching up together.

Pav had mentioned trying to talk to you once but his bright personality pushed you further and further away from him, your responses to his questions becoming more and more short and quick.

“I’ve never met such a complicated individual.” He pouts, crossing his arms on the table.

“Don’ bother me none. I don’ like someone tryin’ to bug me either.” Hobie scratches the back of his neck. 

“Would’ve thought they opened up by now.” Gwen brushed her hair out her face. “It’s like pulling teeth with her.”

“She just seems kinda grumpy sometimes…” Pav sighs resting his head in his arms. “Even more than Miguel which feels wrong.” 

“Yeah, at least Miguel snaps at you but she…kinda just sits there.” Gwen leans back with a weak smile. “Not really sure how to make conversation when she’s so quiet.”

“She just doesn’t feel like talking, guys. Go easy on her.” Jess rubs her temples. 

Their conversation is cut short when Miguel walks through the cafeteria, documents in hand and with you in tow. Speak of the Devil. 

“Jess, Gwen, I misremembered about giving you the reports of your last mission together. I also have the analysis for the next one on Earth—199B.” Miguel hands the reports to Jessica and she immediately skims through it. Gwen looks over her shoulder and gives you a smile.

“Hey, how’s it going?” She asks. 

You respond with a shrug and a nod. “Good.”

Gwen’s smile wavers, laughing nervously as the awkward silence. She expected some sort of greeting back. 

Miguel answers for you. “She’s been with me the whole day since Peter’s been busy at home.” Gwen looks to Miguel.

“And how about you, boss? Doin’—uh—doin’ good?”

Miguel sighs, crossing his arms. “Better now that Margo fixed what Hobie broke in the console room.”

Hobie tsks. “Did not. You’re jus’ blamin’ me ‘cause I’m the scapegoat around ‘ere. Tha’ it?” 

Miguel pulls up camera footage from his Gizmo, of Hobie pulling apart different motherboards and CPUs from the server and tucking them away in his pocket. “Is this not you?!”

Hobie squints at the footage and shrugs. “AI has truly come a long way, mate. Bettah check tha’ out.”

Gwen, Pav and Jessica laugh at the scene, giggling at the sheer anger on Miguel’s face and Hobies indifference. You watch with a soft smile up at Miguel but nothing else.

Miguel feels your hand on his forearm and he looks down at you. You nod your head to the side, signaling it’s time to go. He looks at the time on his watch and collects himself. 

“We’re gonna head out. Don’t bother us unless there’s an emergency and be alert for any sudden messages should I need to contact any of you for anomalies.” He turns and gives a small wave before leaving, you trailing behind him.

You don’t say much other than looking behind to give them a small nod and following beside Miguel.

The group watches as Miguel talks to you, relating information and talking your ear off about missions and the to-do for the day. You listen quietly, eyes held on his and nodding along.

They glance at each other and think they would’ve never seen a person more closed off than Miguel in their lifetime. Even less where it looks like he’s more talkative compared to you. What an odd pair. “I think she has opened up. Maybe just not with us.” Jess leans back with a smile.

[factual-fantasy]

24 asks!! :DD Thank you so much!! :}}

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@annathefenecfox

I haven't watched the episodes she's in yet.. but I love her color palette! She looks really sweet :}💚💙💛

@spinelfan11

They would run XD

@supersecretnerd

Woof, she looks like hello kitty! <XD What even is she? A squirrel..? Geez, if I ever add her to my AU, she will definitely be getting a full fur color make over- XDD

(Also thank you!! :DD)

@rubydraft (Comic in question)

YES YES! That was very much intentional! :DD And the answer lies in the fazbands!

The animatronics can scan the Fazbands and get any important information about the child they might need. Such as the child's name, age, and which parent they belong to.

The Fazbands also act as a proof of purchase. If the the animatronic scans a child and no fazband is detected, that child must be brought to an employee. As there is no current proof that the child has had their admission paid. Hence why Gregory has a red outline, he has no fazband!

The blue kids all have standard fazbands. As every kid is given when they enter the pizzaplex.

But if its your kids birthday, they are given a special fazband that has them show up differently in the animatronics scanners. This tells the animatronics that the golden kids are the birthday boys/girls! And they will address the child as such if they ever encounter them. :)

(Also there's an Easter egg in one of those panels that no ones pointed out yet.. 👀)

Oh yeah, there's a lot of em. :( But the animatronics don't have to worry about them. They have handlers to watch over them and keep angry Karen's/crowds away.

I haven't really figured out their whole schtick yet..

I think in the partial swap they haven't changed much. Although Monty is a kindler gentler Monty. With Foxy by his side he's simmered down some. And his theme is a little different than before.

Roxy I think is more of a recluse in the partial swap, like original Monty is.

As for the true swap.? I haven't really figured it all out yet. Thinking that Roxy is a golfer and Monty is a racer..? I haven't thought it all through yet <XD

@wolfie-777

Off the top of my head I have these two Minecraft wolf OCs that I made a while back :00 I cant remember any others if I happen to have them-

@itschrisboys

:D Thanks!

@wdillustration

XD I wont draw that today, but maybe sometime I'll draw him giving someone a big ol bear hug :)

@acedgola

:DD Hiii!! I use FireAlpaca! Its got some problems but at least its free! Its easy to learn but also has enough tools to be used by a professional! You can also animate with it if you have the patience to figure out how to use it XD

Overall, 7.5/10 would recommend FireAlpaca!

(Post in question)

I'm not a hardcore fan, but yes! I do love the little korbo :}} And those are some Kirby slippers I got for Christmas! :D

They're my artist hands! And I'm not sure what you mean.. 11 hands is a perfectly normal number of hands to have!

Right.?

I just imagined Glamrock Freddy having an imaginary friend that looks a lot like a purple/blue bunny.. :( 💔

@softkidlavender

My beautiful eyeballs have been known to lure people to my blog XDD (Also thank you! :DD)

@basementdregon101

:DD I'm glad you like it!! :}}}

@rockbott0m47

A fant. Its often mispronounced as "fart"

@ardent-38 (Comic in question)

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AND THANK YOU AGAIN!! I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY GOLDEN BOYS AND MY OCTONAUTS STUFF!! WAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! 😭💖💖💖

AAAA THANK YOU!! :DD I'm so glad you like them!! :}}}

@fizzy-stars

XD I'm glad you felt inspired by me to bring those OCs back! And I hope that bite tasted good XDD

<XD It'd be more like;

Classic Bonnie: "Dude, what happened to you?

Swap Bonnies: "😒......"

It's all fun and games until I emerge ominously in the background with a snowball the size of a car XD

Everyone starts looking through the cookies and trying to figure out which one they want. Meanwhile I push everyone aside and snag all the peanut butter ones XD

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Hiii can you do a headcanon with either of the haitani brothers or both of them in their easter outfit with reader. Anyways, have good/night thankyouu!!

Ok I wasn't totally sure if you meant just them in the outfits or if you meant the game versions of them in this event "the wonderland versions". So I went with the wonderland versions since that seemed more interesting!

They're both absolutely delighted with every time you try to leave but end up right back with them.

They love seeing you grow more tired, the hope on your face disappearing each time as this place slowly breaks you. To them it's almost like a game, how long until they accept their fate?

Rindou can't help but laugh at the face you pull the first time Ran offers you a tea party.

When you do eventually give up and agree to this "tea party" they fight over who you're going to sit next to. 

The tea tastes horrible (Ran has no idea what he's doing)

They want you to stay with them forever to never leave them

Both flirt with you in really weird ways, you don't even understand that what their saying is supposed to be flirting.

Ran thinks your easter clothes are cute and touches them a lot to "feel the fabric"

At one point they try to get you to tell them who's outfit you prefer (don't choose one or the other will just pout for hours)

If you do lose too much hope of ever escaping and get sad about being trapped here then they try to cheer you up. Ran tries to feed you some of the treats from the tea party and Rindou picks you some of the flowers around.

Ran calls you by pet names a lot "chick" "bunny" "baby"

They say you need to fight them but they refuse to actually hurt you, normally it ends with them play wrestling with you and pinning you down. Ran or Rindou then whispering in your ear that you "lost again". 

Rindou once put his hat over your head to "cheer you up"

Ran wants you to praise his baton and the way he's decorated it.

They find you entertaining, they've never met someone that they wanted to keep here so much.

[mrs-hwangh]

Oddinary - the new chapter

word count: 3,2k

warnings: slight angst

pairings: in this one not really

sypnosis: your life enters the stage where every day feels the same. It's an endless cycle that repeats itself day in day out until you come across a mysterious building. This encounter will change your life forever.

authors note: hiii! This is my first ever stray kids oneshot so please bear with me :'D This one here is also meant to be some kind of intro for my acc and for my works. A project is already in the works and you'll find the easter egg right here! This shall be proofread but we all make errors sooo..

Well then, I hope you enjoy this c:

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The city was as grey as ever.

Another boring day. Another boring walk. Another boring bus ride.

My life came to the point of an endless repeat. Re-living the same moments, tasks and actions everyday now.

How did my life become so grey?

Since when did the colors dissappear?

The once so vivid world became a place of raining days and a neverending madness.

Jobs as boring as ever, food losing it's unique taste and beauty, turning into a tasteless, quick produced mass so that the day could move on faster.

Growing up was supposed to be something young kids could look up for.

Instead it's just the beginning of an neverending cycle.

Here I am now, the dark sky hidden by countless of black clouds. Small droplets of rain filling the citys area while I was waiting at the bus station.

Another rainy day just like the rest of the month.

The cool wind breezed throughout the tall buildings. Trees sang their songs composed by their leafs. Birds started to flee and find some shelter from the cold change as I spotted my bus turning to the street and station I was waiting at.

The doors opened and the driver couldn't care less to see which person would enter his ride.

The metallic floor was covered by a black carpet. Seats looked as lifeless as ever while every passenger was concentrated on their phone.

There was one free seat next to the window.

And there was one single person who decided to look outside the glas of the said window rather then the one of a phones display.

As the driver closed the doors, the motors cries filled the room while the vehicle started it's journey to it's next destination.

Everything looked the same.

The same house layouts. The same lanterns. The same cars. The same colors.

grey.

The heavy loss of sleep was going to get me until my eyes catched the bright lights of a small building.

I looked around to find any sign showing me the name of the building but there was none to be found.

What was this?

There was a bus station, not a fancy or comfortable one but definetly one that did it's duty.

I pressed the stop button but the driver wouldn't stop. He didn't even seem to use the brakes. Was he ignoring me?

"Excuse me, I have to leave here!"

Our eyes locked as I catched his gaze on the mirror that was placed right above the entrance.

The vehicle stopped in it's track but something in me didn't want me to look away.

Everyone here didn't move a muscle since I entered the bus, not even looking my way when I entered.

Not even the driver.

The eye contact we were holding right now was the first human interaction I've got so far.

The doors finally opened and this was the sign to look away and continue my way to the unknown place.

The familiair cold breeze hit me the second I stepped on the ground.

But I felt a strange feeling.. as if someone was looking at me.

The doors closed behind me as I turned to look at the driver again but what I saw was something different.

The bus was empty but nobody form the passengers I saw earlier left with me nor where they out here.

What was going on?

The silhuette of the driver was still recognizable and I managed to get a glance on the mirror that was placed right above his head.

I was met with a pair of eyes I that didn't see earlier.

They were dark.. I know what I saw.

But why were they blue all of a sudden?

Why was his hair a bright shade of red?

A slight smirk formed at his lips as he started the engine and took off.

Was I hallucinating things now? The bus disappeared as it turned into some alley that wasn't visible from my position.

All that was left for me was to at least enter the building I saw because it was slowly getting cold out here.

And let me tell you one thing, it was bright.

The warmth of the light was something I forgot existed by now.

I found myself attached to it just like a moth to a source of light in the darkest night.

A sign on top of the entrance said 'Ordinary'.

What a strange name for this place.

This right here is everything but Ordinary, if anything it's standing out.

I decided to open the door since it seemed to be some kind of hotel.

The bell ringed once it hit the wooden door when I entered the building.

The furniture seemed to be quite normal as I walked by the small floor to reach the counter.

A heavy blow of the wind outside however closed the door as the second ring echoed through the hall.

The sudden sound made me shriek as I blinked once out of reflex and opened my eyes again to be greeted by something different.

The furniture as well as the buildings structure changed.

What was happening in here??

I felt by breath quicken when I heard some kind of jazz music starting to play from a room that was hidden from me.

My legs worked faster then my brain could process once they brought me towards the door to escape this place.

But it was locked.

Wasn't the place empty when I entered?

I looked outside the glas part of the door to find the bus station but there was none to be seen.

How..

The rain grew heavier as I stood there, paralyzed and terrified.

The ground outside formed small puddles that reflected the building.

One of them showed me the sign where the hotels name was written on it and even this changed.

What the hell was 'Oddinary' supposed to mean now?

A few moments passed until I decided to roam the place. There may be another door in here to lead me outside.

But my guess was wrong.

As I stepped in further into the building I was met by a dimly lit corridor. The lights flickered every second as I tried to understand where this was leading me to.

The flicker started to find it's rhythm until it stopped.

Darkness filled the room until the lights turned back on and I found a pair of eyes staring right into my soul.

"holy sh-!"

There was a guy with blue hair and a weird kind of glove covering his hand. He wore glases and held a book.

Not only did he suddenly appear but also a collection of high quality furniture.

The shock was still fresh but he looked at some kind of list and only nodded my way.

His concentration was then aimed at something else as he completely ignored me.

Okay...

I continued my way and heard the movement of the fabric he wore. He turned around-

What a strange guy.

My walk brought me to another room that was decorated by candles and various kinds of clocks.

Another shock run me over when a bird spawned out of one of them.

I stumbled back and soon another person was coming my way.

Or well..  the clocks way.

The anatomy was very muscular so I assumed that this was another men.

He wore a strange hat and run towards the clock to turn it off.

A smartwatch on his joint showed him an upcoming message when he turned around and saw me.

My presence didn't seem to faze him at all.

A judging glare was sent my way as he turned around again to strangely sit down and put on some eye drops.

Why does this place only get weirder with every second..

I decided that I saw enough and continued my search for an exit.

The corridor brought me to a staircase which was filled with countless of polaroid pictures.

These faces seemed to be oddly familiar..  the faces.. they were the busses passengers!

Why the hell are they here?

My thoughts were suddenly stopped by a bright flash. This was my third encounter today in here.

Another guy with his camera high.

The rest of the room was filled with equipment you'd find in a photo labor.

I stepped closer and he got a cake from one of the desks.

He took some steps closer to me and handed it over..  it's print left me speechless.

There was a childhood picture of me.. where did he get it..

Why don't I remember it being taken in the first place..?

"Who are y-"

My question was stopped when he handed me another Polaroid.

The one he just took.

I tried to grab it but he let it fall right before I got a grip on it and left the room.

"Rude"

I kneeled down to pick it up but as soon as I got it the room changed again.

Newspapers were gathered all around the floor and a bed was suddenly placed right before me.

Another guy was in here, lying on the bed with another one of the newspapers covering his face.

'Missing people'

That.. that was the guy from before..

I tried to take the paper but that seemed to wake him up.

He suddenly sat up and looked through the room.

I fell and couldn't crawl further back thanks to a desk.

Unlike the others he was coming right at me.

Goosebumps formed all around my body as he lowered his head next to mine.

All I could do was to look away, hoping that he wouldn't do anything to me.

Luckily my prayers were heard and he stepped back, lying back down and putting the paper on his face again.

I managed to calm down but something new catched my gaze.

There was my picture on the paper..  right where the other guy was just now.

'Missing people'...

What kind of black magic was this right now?

Did I fall asleep while I was on the bus?

That has to be it, nothing could explain this situation any better right now.. right??

But why did it feel so real? Why don't I remember falling asleep at all..

A cold light disrupted my train of thoughts and lured me to another staircase.

A wooden like structure decorated the wall next to me and the sound of moving fabric picked my senses.

I looked up and found yet another person.

He was different though.

A guy with vivid red hair holding an apple that was resembling the very same shade of red.

He was ready to bite it but as soon as he saw me he moved his arm down and stared right into me.

Those eyes.. I knew them from somewhere but from where..?

That gaze he held was dangerous.. I felt my fear growing and eating everything it found in me.

I know where I knew them from.

The driver.. the smirk.. the eyes..

It was him.

That guy lured me in here.

The ride wasn't an hallucination then.. it was real but where was the station?!

My breath grew heavier and I stormed down the remaining stairs to get away from that creep.

Just when I thought that I could jump down and sprint away, I was met with a squished can.

That thing flew right infront of me straight into the wall.

If I was just a milisecond faster.. I'd be dead..

I was terrified at this point as I looked to my right.

A new person holding a hockey bat.

He held another can and crushed it as if it was nothing, then he pointed the bat at me, lowering that thing and walking straight to me. The tremble started to get the best of me as he stood exactly where the crushed can had landed.

I looked down, trying to calm myself the best I can until he'd go away just like the ones before him.

And he did. Or in fact.. I disappeared.

Just like when I tried to get the polariod of me, I found myself once again in an empty corridor, lights flickering wildly as I finally lost the battle of my cool.

There was no escape and no matter who these guys are, I won't leave this place unharmed.

The pauses between the flickers grew bigger again. I wasn't just terrified at this point.. my fear reached levels beyond our understanding.

As if it couldn't get any better, another person spawned right infront of me.

There was a frame he was standing in.

The lights then closed again and he disappeared.

"What is this now.."

I stepped back, trying to find any support in that wall but as soon as the light went on again, he appeared again, closer.

This was the first yell that escaped my lips today, the flickers became faster and he continued to appear closer and closer each time the light went back on.

I was running at this point.

And there it was, an elevator.

I ran as fast as I could, maybe, just maybe that could save me from the madness in here.

My hand smashed the button to close the doors once I entered it and when I turned around I saw something new on the strangers torso.

A sign

'Hug me'

This was getting worse.

Since I didn't know on which floor I was, I didn't know which one to chose.

The first floor was locked and the others filled with psychopaths.

Just before I could push anything I was met by a new face.

This one however seemed to be kind.

His eyes didn't hold that hatred or that disgust.

They weren't kind, but they were softer.

I was captured by his freckles until I catched him moving his hand and pushing the highest floor by himself.

He gave me a lock and looked outside the window.

"Good luck"

Was all he said until he disappeared.

The elevator started to move itself upwards. There was a big window behind me showing the whole city from above.

And once again, the light flickered.

I tried to somehow calm myself down because everytime that happened it meant that someone new was here.

And yes, I was right.

I felt someone's hot breath on my neck.

Whoever it was was standing very close to me.

My heart pounded in my chest so hard that I heard each beat as if it was connected to any sound boxes.

"Do you want to be ODDINARY?"

I jumped at this, the voice was very cold and lacked of any warmth or sympathy.

You could basically hear the danger and that was what gave me the last shot.

My body started to tremble uncontrollably.

"Please.. I-I just want to get out of here"

Tears were starting to form at the brink of my eyes.

"Believe me, you will"

And with that he appeared right infront of me.

It was him, the guy from earlier.

His red hair.. the blue eyes.. he was smirking as he moved his arm and pushed me right against the window.

It broke and here I was, falling down.

I felt the cold wind enveloping me into it's unforgiving embrace. Fear was eating me whole but at the same time.. when did I ever feel this alive?

Was I supposed to feel this much at once?

My hands were trying to grab anything, anything to safe me from that fate.

But the only things in my reach were shards of shattered glass.

Aswell as the lock that the guy from earlier gave me.

I tried to look up, finding the elevator with the guy standing on top of it.

He was looking down on me, smirking.

Not long after he jumped aswell, diving into the fate that awaited me soon enough.

As soon as he jumped though I heard a small crack.

The lock.. it broke?

My mind wasn't able to process everything that happened at this moment, the only thing I was trying to do was to get ready for the merciless impact.

Which never came.

__________________________________________

I opened my eyes confused as to why I was still breathing.

My legs found their strength again and I stood up, recognizing a staircase in the deep end.

I walked to the spot and saw the eight men I met earlier.

Here they stood together, looking at me and then at the guy I saw the last.

He was looking at me but this time with a softer look.

Even if they stood there united, there was one blank space in the center.

I eventually realized that the spot was meant for me.

Their lingering gazes stressed me so I made my way to take the spot and what I saw made me speechless.

We were looking at the exact same spot I entered the building earlier, but the thing is that the said building is nowhere to be seen.

Not the station, not the building.

But what I was looking at was something completely different.

Yes I knew this place, the variant I was looking at right now however was empty.

"This right here will be filled with your experiences"

The guy I saw at the entrance spoke first.

"My experiences..?"

The clock obsessed guy continued the first ones work.

"The hotel will be the place we'll all be living, but this is your space to fill with anything you create or collect"

"And here's the first item already"

This time it was the red haired person who spoke.

I tried to focus to see what he was seeing and he indeed was right.

There were mirrors. Some broken ones.

Why were they there.. as if some mirrors would be of any help..

"The day will eventually come when you'll understand what's going on here"

This was the soft guy now.

"Tell me at least your names.. please"

"Of corse"

The guy with the list from earlier said and they all introduced their names.

Bangchan was the oldest one and the first I saw when I entered the building.

Han was the person who looked at me with that judge stare.. as if I hadn't any reason to do the same with that sick collection of his..

Changbin was the 'Hug me' obsessed one who scared me just enough to run into their last trap.

Hyunjin was the red haired and blue eyed one who pushed me off the elevator.

Seungmin was the guy with the Polaroids..  I still find it scary as to how he managed to get that childhood picture..

Lee Know was the guy who had the obsession with the cans.

Felix was the soft one and as I found out also the most kind hearted one. He was the one who was turned the most recent before I joined them for some reason.

And last but not least Yeongin. Their youngest member and the person who had his floor covered in newspapers.

But the most important thing for now is to understand what these items mean..

Mirrors.

[moonspirit]

Hiii i was wondering, will we ever have a scene in vbeow where armin COMPLETELY breaks down? Like, he’s cried before especially in the latest chapter, but what about a full on breakdown? I feel like ever since the beginning he’s been accumulating so much stress and anguish that he’s gonna burst sometime in the future..or soon. Idk, i feel like a Normal human being, especially him who’s kind of emotionally fragile, would absolutely go insane at some point in his position so… I can see him breakdown real bad

Heeeelllo anon~!

In regards to what you said here:

I feel like ever since the beginning he’s been accumulating so much stress and anguish that he’s gonna burst sometime in the future..or soon.

Yes! You're right! In fact there's an easter egg in one of the last 10 chapters (won't tell you which!) which is an indicator of yet more things to come :3 If you look carefully, you might find that something's been a little 'strange' or 'off' in the whole story. But this "something" is a good while away, so you're going to have to wait a bit.

Thank you so much for reading, I deeply appreciate it T^T

[nethhiri]

WAHHH WHAT THE HELL HOW HAVE I MISSED SO MUCH!!! anyway. gonna be binging and spamming your mfing comments luv yaaa. hehehehe uhh for da little face thing!! i am so absolutely not asking you to draw all these because duh but you know💁‍♀️ take it as inspiration perhaps. its fun to think ab either way

Zoro: 5A with Ether: 5B. its so on brand for them really tbh. is it the blood she's drooling over? is she hungry? or is it the bloodlust filled eyes? the muscles? the world may never know fr!

Kid and Shen with 2A and 2F. honestly it could go either way they're both little SHITS!! the raised hand! they want to kill each other sooo baddd.

Killer with 4A during like the middle chapters when Shen and Kid legitimately hated each other except did they reallyyyyy? he was so done with the mood swings i remember that. need to reread actually! loved that section

1C for Kid, Kil and Shen when the appropriate love interest is torturing someone all like 5D. freaks!! bonus my reaction to those scenes was always 3B

and thinking of ether with any of the cute happy faces is just fun idk. shes sooo baby i know she was like kind of bad but i literally want to give her a stuffed animal so. anyway.

Hiii ily sorry this took forever but there was lots of people and I wanted to honor all your requests since you show your love for my stories so much!!

There are some little details that are Easter eggs for upcoming chapters 😘. I hope you like !!

(Bonus me and hubs in the corner bc I was doing part of this on the plane and he wanted me to draw us lmao)

[mediawhorefics]

i dont know if you've already answered this question before, but what inspired you to write tts? was it a trip to scotland/lighthouse?or the isolation of the pandemic? or something else?

i personally believe both, since you've so beautifully crafted the backdrop of the story, i wonder if one could do that without a visit to the isles? a pandemic retreat to the scottish isles to bring out the best writer in you? and i kow this is assumptious of me since i dont even know where you are from haha.

i also dont really know if i want an answer to that tbh, cause in my head thats how this story was birthed, so if the reality is something different i'll probably ignore it and go believe my version of reality XD

but couldn't stop myself from asking the question regardless. haha.

hiii, that's a great question. i don't know if you actually want the answer, you don't seem too sure yourself dkjfvbjhdf but i'm happy to provide some context ? whether you choose to integrate it into your belief system after that is your decision lmao.

so, i actually wrote/published the story in 2019 before hs2 came out and before the pandemic. so i can't claim that as inspiration for the isolation in the story, though i do find it really interesting that for people who are reading it post-pandemic, it might resonate in completely different ways now.

in terms of the inspiration, it's a little mix of many things? it started as a prompt from an anon in my inbox and substance abuse wasn't necessarily a subject matter i wanted to touch upon, but the idea of a vague coastal b&b as an isolated retreat to heal spoke to me and i wrote a drabble outlining what kind of story i'd write with the prompt and where i would want to set it. i was living in scotland at the time (on a working holiday visa) and while it wasn't on one of those isolated islands in the north, i had done research on fair isle for a different writing project that ended up not happening so when the prompt appeared in my inbox, it was the first place i thought of to set that kind of story.

then people really liked the drabble and it snowballed from there. in many ways, it ended up being my love letter to the place where i was living and to my time there, filled with little easter eggs about my experience there that only i know about. and i think, living by myself in a foreign country at the time and being so so so so so in love with the place where i was living while being so far away from everyone that i knew best, i was really interested thematically in the idea of the differences between loneliness and solitude. and what they mean to me? cos i knew people over there, i had my little found family, but i was alone a lot and not unlike tts!louis, who is based on me in many ways lmao, i fucking loved it. and so, i think that's what sparked the themes of isolation in the story and how it can be a relief sometimes and painful other times and how can we deal with that/articulate that/etc.

so yeah, idk. it is a very personal story. just maybe not quite the way you thought haha.

also, anyone who knows me irl knows that i am obsessed with lighthouses. i have always been. my dream would be to live in a decommissioned lighthouse. so i gave that dream life to tts!louis.

[hauntedwizardmoment]

OKAY so: 2, 10, 11, 14, for any oc(s) you wish, but also, assuming you're taking asks about 'em, for jace's former party from blood and turpentine fic series bc I am legitimately obsessed with them and think about them daily

HIII oh my god this got so long i am so sorry but i got carried away:

2. What's something about your OC that people wouldn't expect just from looking at them?

Peregrine: he’s a theater kid! he wanted to be a bard soooo bad or at least multiclass a la Fabian but due to the [gestures at his neuroses around his masculinity] he never did. i think in terms of levels, he ended up a level 20 fighter until he did some paladin training as an adult that put him at like, a 17/3 split between fighter/paladin. in a kinder timeline he’d be doing community theater and taxes with jace. in blood and turpentine. well no spoilers for what im currently writing but it’s not that.   

Dagbert: out of everyone in the group hes the one thats into musicals unironically. and not even good musicals. like picture this massive goliath that’s taller than porter and just as broad, i think i have him as like 7 ft 1, and he just fucking loves Cats. he’s obsessed with fantasy andrew lloyd webber. has a jellicle-sona. 

Ysvelde: she’s somehow got even less of a solid grasp of her identity than jace does. part of it is that she’s an actress, part of it is that she’s never really lived for anything besides the approval of other people (first her mom, then her adventuring party). she has no idea who she is without the approval of others. if you put her in a room alone she’d start climbing the walls instead of sitting alone with her own thoughts. girl who is constantly experiencing The Dread but she covers it up with a winning smile + really cool artsy makeup. 

Aurora: [dan howell voice] one time she had a MESSY night out in [bastion city], kissed a GIRL, and SMOKED A CIGARETTE. no but seriously she has a secret wild side that she rarely lets out, especially as she gets more and more into fundamentalism and what she believes is sol’s true word, the very early beginnings of the harvestmen cult. during their first year adventuring, shes the one that suggested matching tramp stamps while they were all wasted. 

Invidia: she’s a romantic. she really does want her friends to find love. she’s at aurora and peregrine’s wedding as a bridesmaid, and when she realizes that jace and porter are serious about each other, she’s genuinely happy for him. underneath all the cattiness and jokes she’s so glad that everything “worked out” (woman who does not know jace is a dead man walking)

10. What's an AU that would be interesting to explore with your OC?

not to keep talking about this but my infidelity fic which is an au of blood and turpentine? i have so many dramatic scenes from it that i rotate in my head. when peregrine finds out that jace got promoted to vice principal and starts a huge fight about it. dagbert’s father’s funeral. invidia and ysvelde’s falling out. when peregrine finds out about jace’s affair and subsequently gets murdered by porter. aurora’s creepy midsommar-ass family hosting everyone for fantasy easter. 

11. What is your OC's weapon of choice? Have they ever actually used it?

Peregrine: a lance!! by the time he’s a full-time adventurer i’m sure it’s a magical weapon too, probably has like a +2 or something. hes definitely used it before love a martial class. 

Dagbert: his battle axe, absolutely has used it. he’s definitely got a magic weapon too, i think i call out in love’s never meant much to me that it has magic runes on it so yeah let’s call it the same level of magical as perry’s lance

Ysvelde: so she’s a college of eloquence bard and a fiend pact warlock, so i think she probably has a shortsword as a backup weapon but honestly that eldritch blast cantrip is getting her through most of her fights juuuust fine. 

Aurora: circle of life cleric, definitely has a crossbow that she’s used a couple times in a panic early on but she’s more a healer than anything. i picture her spiritual weapon (the cleric spell) as a scythe. 

Invidia: she’s a circle of the moon druid so i think she’d have a pair of broad claws that do some sick slashing damage, plus obviously her wild shape forms, and her animal companion (a wolf but for funsies ive flavored it as a husky named luna and she loves her so much, she treats her like a child, has little bows to put in her fur, etc. luna is fantasy instagram famous)

14. How does your OC want to be seen by other characters?

ohhhh this is sosososo juicy 

Peregrine: the true driving force in his life is to be seen as a protector, as a provider, as a good fighter and a good man. he will Freak Out if he perceives anything as getting in the way of that. especially if its his own actions that make him look weak or immoral in any way, i.e. sleeping with jace when he and aurora are on a break. 

Dagbert: truly. genuinely. from the bottom of his heart. he could not give less of a shit. he wants to be known as a goddamn professional, unlike the rest of these people, apparently. he’s out here trying to earn a fucking paycheck meanwhile everyone else in his party is ensnared in insane psychosexual drama. he’s angling to get a raise to buy out his ailing father’s construction business from him and let the man retire and this clownshow of a party is fucking it up for him.

Ysvelde: she’s not real unless youre clapping and cheering for her if you dont clap and cheer for her she’ll die. she lives and dies on the approval of an audience. she’s a star. but like for real she needs validation constantly, it doesnt matter where it comes from or how she gets it, she just needs to know that she’s getting a good grade in existing, something normal to want and possible to achieve. 

Aurora: her main thing is being right. she’s a cleric, she receives the divine word from sol, she’s his hand upon the world and she’ll spread his light to the darkest corners of spyre and consecrate it for him, make the world holy. she has her convictions and is firm in them, and she wants everyone to see her as a source of good and truth, both in battle and in spirituality. i think after a certain point she couldnt care less what her party thinks of her, she’s mainly looking for the approval of higher-ups in the church of sol to further solidify herself as a priestess and help shape the vision and direction of the church. 

Invidia: her and aurora butt heads a lot because she also is very into being correct, but in a way that is entirely divorced from divinity. instead, she wants other people to see her as observant to a scary degree. she wants you to know that she sees what you do, knows your habits inside and out, all your secrets, and is taking notes and filing them away for blackmail purposes. and when you slip up she WILL brag about predicting your downfall to your face. it’s why she and jace are the ivy-and-oisin of their party, they both love gossip and reveling in the misery of people they dont like. 

[promptthebear]

Hiii, could you please do Billy Russo “Stay there. I’m on my way.”? Fluff please. Thanks :)

Easter Askbox Event- Billy Russo x Reader Fluff

CW: Reader is 2nd person “you”, pronouns and gender for reader not mentioned but they menstruate and are wearing a skirt. Some mentions of canon typical violence.

A/N: Finally I managed to write something shorter for once! I think just shy of 500 words is the closest I’m going to get to a Drabble lol. Enjoy!

Billy was halfway home, when your custom ringtone started blaring through the car’s speakers. He glanced down at the touchscreen control pannel, his brows knit together with confusion and concern. Usually, if you needed to get ahold of him you’d just text or leave a message at Anvil’s front desk. A surprise phone call really could only mean one thing. You were in trouble.

Immediately, Billy’s mind jumped where it always did each time he thought of “you” and “trouble” in the same sentence.

Frank.

Somehow, Frank Castle had come back from the goddamn dead and was going to finally make him pay for all the shit he’d caused. The problem was, everyone knew Billy didn’t give a shit if he lived or died. He’d accepted long ago that if he didn’t put a bullet in his own skull, someone would happily do it for him and he’d made his peace with that.

You, however, were another matter entirely. The only thing you’d ever done “wrong” was fall for an evil, murdering bastard like him, and that wasn’t worth dying over, no matter what anyone else thought.

Gripping the steering wheel reflexively, Billy took a deep breath, and then tapped the button that would connect the call. There was an eerie, crackling silence on the other end that did nothing to melt the icy rock that had settled in his gut.

“Billy?”

There was a slight tremble to your voice, and it sounded thick, like you had been crying. It almost broke Billy’s heart, but at the same time he couldn’t help but feel a little relieved. Yes, you were upset, but it sounded like regular, run of the mill upset instead of “help I’m being held hostage by the ghosts of your past and they’re going to kill me” upset.

“Hey baby. You okay?”

“I’m-“ you made a choked noise, somewhere between a hiccup and a muffled sob “God, this is so stupid. I’m so sorry.”

“No, princess, you don’t need to be sorry. Whatever’s wrong, I’ll fix it okay? I just need you to tell me what happened.”

He could hear you taking a shaky breath, like you were trying to calm yourself before speaking. God, he hoped nobody had been stupid enough to try and hurt you. If anyone had, they’d be finding out what trying to talk with a slit throat was like before the day was over.

“It’s…my period.”

Billy bit back a sigh of relief.

“Yeah? Are your cramps bad or something?”

“No, I…well it came early, right? And I don’t have any tampons or anything and I bled through my skirt. I’m still at work, I’ve been hiding in the bathroom for the last fifteen minutes and…shit. I told you it was stupid”

It was all Billy could do not to laugh. It’s not that he found your predicament all that funny, but he was just so thankful this was something much simpler than his imagination had concocted he couldn’t help himself. He settled for a smile instead, hoping he sounded reassuring instead of mocking.

“Aw, babydoll. Do you want me to come get you?”

“Please? I need you”

Billy shifted the car into third gear, preparing to make a hairpin turn as the engine purred louder. If he went quickly, he could get home, get you a change of clothes and get to your office in under twenty minutes.

“Stay there. I’m on my way”

[animallover4000]

2, 9, 28 and 42 <3

Hiii august thank youuu!!!

2. Do you drink tea or coffee? How do you take it?

Hmmm I like both but I tend to only drink tea either when I'm sick or like if I'm in a teahouse or everyone else is drinking tea or smth. If I do I always add either honey or agave syrup to sweeten it and no milk. I do drink coffee but not a lot, I only drink it with lots of milk and sugar and usually something like caramel or vanilla syrup added (as you can see I like things sweet NOT bitter HAHA)

9. When is your birthday?

29th of november!

28. How are you, really?

I'm doing okay in general I think! I have a lotttt of college work that I'm procrastinating from and also very stressed about so that's kinda messing with my mood (besides the usual anxiety and anxious attachment struggles) but at least I'm on easter break right now so that's good!! Thank you for asking <3

42. Tag 5 of your favourite blogs

@suburbanlegnd

@weeping-in-the-willows

@cindereleanor

@andi-is-bored

@halucynator

@doyoujustnotwantto

Love you guysss <333

[lipglossanon]

Imagine stepdad! or dad!Leon spending whole morning at the kitchen and asking you to pass him the sugar from the top shelf as he's making the cheesecake batter. The shelf is high enough for you to stand on your toes to get it. As you raise your hand you can feel him ogling your ass in these tiny shorts you wear, maybe even he grabs one of your ass cheeks🤭 as soon as your mother leaves you end up making sweet sweet (literally sweet) love on the kitchen counter. For the rest of the day he keeps sneaking the french kisses and teases your thighs when your mother's not looking. Poor woman, she probably thinks you just have a very close bond hihi🤭🤭. It's the dream way to spend holidays.

Also happy Easter Lippie! I hope you're doing great.

~🐸 @froggy-anon

🐸 @froggy-anon hiii!!! 👋

Thank you!! And Happy late Easter!! I hope you had a good one!! 💜

Ahhh 🙈 (why am I getting sweet stepdad vibes from this??)

All day he keeps sneaking kisses and groping you when he can (cause aren’t you looking so cute in your little Easter outfit? 🤭). He’s just constantly teasing you 😩 and the mom is totally oblivious 👀 lol

[coeluvr]

HIIi, so I've been scrolling around here to get that lore and crumbles on a certain man who's name starts with a V... AND LIKE IM JUST HEARING THIS?? LOS- LUCERIS AND LANCELOT ARE TOGETHER?? HOW??? WHEN??? DID I MISS SOME EASTER EGG??? OR AM I JUST OVERTHINKING THEIR RELATIONSHIP???

Lmao I'm so dead right now I was like "Who tf is V 🤨" and then remembered our resident #2 RO 😭

And yes Lancelot and Luceris are together in some routes. ^^ You're not overthinking at all.

[keylovesstuff]

Hiii Everyone!!!

I've been around for years now and have never introduced myself. mainly cause I just choose to vibe and enjoy the posts people share, but first time for everything. You can just call me Key, I'm 24 and I go by she/her. I enjoy a variety of stuff from manwha, manga, anime, video game franchises, and just a bunch of other animated media you name its probably buried down in my blog somewhere. Every now and then I get motivation to create fanfiction. I have only written works the Dragonball and Super Mario fandom All my works are under the "Keep Reading". My DMs and askbox here is always open if you ever want to chat I apologize in advance if I come across as a bit awkward (socializing is not a strong suit of mine) or if it takes me a minute to reply (adulting and hobbies am I right?), otherwise I'm a pretty chill person. Thats about it!

One of these days I really want to change my Penname...But I've had it for years now and I'm way too attached to it lmao.

Super Mario Fics: So a lot of these are Princess Peach centric and I'm just crafting up an origin story and some other events following the 2023 film. The links take you to the tumblr post but I have included the AO3 and FFN (for reading preferences) links either in the original post itself or in the case of my earlier stuff in the reblogs.

Lost And Found

A Learning Opportunity (2 chapters on both AO3 and FFN. They are both on the same post here)

Thoughts Over Tea

Aftermath

Finding The Balance

Little Events (Finished)

Chapter 1: The Dark

Chapter 2: A Decision

Chapter 3: The Coronation

Chapter 4: Proposals

Chapter 5: Changes

Fics Inspired by others:

Villainess Peach and Bowser Jr. (Inspired by the Player One Luigi AU created by Tiny-Prom and Casual-Derg). Please make sure to their blog's and check it out.

Dragonball Fics: The first fandom I have ever written for (and by penname you could probably tell what I read mostly) I have only shared them on FFN and AO3 until now. I was just starting to write fanfiction with the first two so they might be kinda cringe I guess but that's 16 year old me for you haha. gonna embrace the cringe by sharing it on here anyways.

Tournament Day

The Prince Before The Day ( I am never gonna finish that one or go back to it lol)

Bulla's Easter Day

Even when I started making fics I'm still not sure what goes through my mind when it comes to the title or chapter titles its literally the first thing that comes to mind and nothing after that but we will get it one day for sure.

Here's Some WIPs (that's both written and not) you guys can look forward too from me. I'll remove them and add them under the appropriate fic tags once I post them:

Uncle Yamcha fic: It is currently three chapters. The first one is him and Trunks, second is Marron, and the third one is Bra/Bulla. I really want to think of one for him and Goten but nothing has come to my mind. I just think he's more close to Krillin and Bulma where he'd interact more with their kids and I can't think of a scenario for him and Goten or what they would even talk about but maybe something will come. (I've currently sent this off to my Beta for review but lemme know if you guys want to see the un-beta'd version I have on here cause I'm really forward to sharing it)

Untitled EOZ fic following after Goku leaves the Tournament grounds to train Uub. This one sits at about 8k words (not sure exactly cause I added a bunch of notes at the end for my beta to see where my thoughts were going with it all) anyways this one focuses mainly on Trunks, Goten, Marron, Pan, and Bra as really the older kids look forward to what may lie ahead. A lot of it is just me focusing on the dynamics they have with each other. When I saw that dlc for kakorat was going to be focused on that one that really makes me want to share this one. Again let me know if you want to see that.

Based on this Ask here you can already see that I've completed 4 out of my 5 ideas so that leaves the other ones and maybe more if I think of anything else. All of these will probably be added to my Little Events fic. a few little ideas not shared here but I've thought about and have some dialoge in mind but haven't fully created yet.

I want to do something where Mario and Haru interact I just think it'll be so neat.

Maybe something where I do my take on introducing Sarasland and Princess Daisy. Probably along the lines of Peach meeting Daisy for the first time.

I need to hop on the wholesome bros. content at some point and I know I wanna try my hand with Mia and Pio as a part of it.

I think thats it for now...I'll probably add more if I think of something as having somwhere to put it down no matter how small it is can be nice to look at and push me towards getting it done.