#hmmm ok i’ll save one

[mayoiayasep]

hypmic album time<3

[crybabycinna]

That Night (smut)

(Sugar mama Lin Beifong x sugar baby reader)

Minors go tf away!

Warnings: men being weird, fingering, drinking, degrading, fucking in a closet, fighting, lots of hickeys

Remember that party Asami invited you and Lin to? Yeah it’s party time!

I had a glass of champagne in my hand while I watched people dance around at Asami’s party. The more I drink my champagne the more I realize I should have just gotten a shot. I’m not the biggest champagne person but I try so hard to be it’s stupid. I got this itching feeling that someone was looking at me but before I could look around Mako came up to me. “Hey.” Mako said. “Hey.” I said back and gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek. “Have you seen Bolin?” Mako asked. “No I have not.” I said. “Damn, well you wanna take a shot with me?” He offered me a shot glass. “I’d love to.” I said as I took it.

We clinked glasses then tossed our shots back. The liquid burned for a second then the feeling subsided. “I gotta go find Bolin to make sure he’s not doing anything stupid. I’ll come back to check on you in a bit.” Mako said. “You don’t have to check up on me, I'm a big girl.” I told him. “Tell that to chief.” Mako said as he walked away. I shook my head. When I go out by myself Lin sometimes has Mako follow me around which he rather do then paperwork anyways but it’s not like I can’t take care of myself. I started getting that feeling again of someone watching me and it’s bugging me.

I need another shot. I walked off to the mini bar and ordered a shot of cactus juice and then after I took it I said fuck it and ordered another one. Before I could leave the bar some guy blocked my way. “Excuse me.” I said as I tried to get past him. “Why don’t you come dance with me?” The average height man asked. “Actually she’s my dance partner.” Asami said as she grabbed my hand and dragged me away towards the dance floor. “Thank you.” I said. “No problem now, dance with me.” Asami said. I laughed as she held my hand as we danced around each other and on each other.

“I’m surprised you can dance in this dress.” Asami said to me as I danced on her. “What do you mean?” I asked as I moved my hips. “The slits of your dress goes all the way up your thighs at any minute we could have a flash moment.” Asami teased. “Oh shut up I used the tape you invented to make sure this dress don’t move like that.” I laughed. “I’m glad it’s really working, I’m truly a genius.” Asami said. “Indeed you are.” I said. Once the song was over Asami went to go find Korra. I ran into Mako again. “Still no Bolin?” I asked. “He’s in the pool.” Mako told me.

“Oh also you are doing a shitty job at protecting me.” I teased him. “What happened? Are you ok?” Mako asked frantically and started looking over my body for bruises or scratches. I mean he might find a bruise or two because Lin likes to mark me up. “Did someone do this to you?” Mako asked as he poked at my shoulder blade. “That’s a hickey.” I told him. “Oh.” Mako said as he turned me around to face him. “Yeah me and your mom get frisky.” I said. “I don’t need to know about what you and the chief do.” Mako said and shivered in disgust.

I laughed. “Anyways what happened?” Mako asked. “Some dude blocked me from leaving the bar then Asami came to save me.” I said. “I saw you two on the dance floor, you don’t think chief will get mad?” Mako asked. “Why would she?” I asked. “Since she likes to leave marks on you like that and has me follow you around she seems a little possessive don’t you think?” Mako asked. “I suppose so, yes but I don’t think she’ll get upset over me dancing with Asami.” I said. “Anyways stay with me so you don’t get bothered.” Mako said.

Hmmm how about no. “Mako, look , there's a tall buff smart pretty girl over there.” I said and pointed in the opposite direction. “Where?” Mako asked and I took off. I went back to the dance floor. I’m not afraid to dance alone. Is it more fun to have someone to dance with yes but oh well I have to dance alone. As I was dancing I felt someone grab my waist and I wasn’t alarmed at first my brain thought it was Asami or Lin. “Where’s your dance partner?” The male voice asked. Oh hell no! I quickly moved away and turned around.

“Dude what the fuck?” I asked. “Just dance with me.” He said. “No.” I said and tried to walk away from him but he grabbed my wrist. “Hey! Get off.” I snapped and turned back to face him. “It’s just one dance.” He snapped back. Before I could raise my other hand to punch him I was pulled away and then the guy was put on the ground. “You ok?” Mako asked. “Yeah I’m fine.” I told Mako. “You sure?” Lin asked me. “I’m fine baby.” I said. “I’ll get him out of here.” Mako said and dragged him away. “Come with me.” Lin said and we walked off the dance floor. “Where are we going?” I asked.

“Since people wanna dance with my girl I’ll just have to remind them you belong to me.” Lin said. Oh no. Lin dragged me into a closet. She pushed me against the wall and started a passionate make out. Her coming to save me made me horny but now her shoving me into the closet has me even more excited. Anyone could come in and see us but I don’t care. I want them to know, I want them to see, I need them to know I’m her’s. I pulled away. “You gonna keep making out with me or are you gonna remind everyone who I belong to?” I asked. Lin immediately attacked my neck.

I leaned my head back so she could have more access to my neck. “Lin please more.” I begged her. “Don’t be an impatient brat.” Lin growled. “Please.” I begged. Lin turned me around and lifted up my dress. I wasn’t wearing any shorts, it was just a dark red thong with a heart chain under my long dress. Lin smacked my ass and I let out a moan. “Lin.” I whined. She nibbled on my ear and smacked my ass over and over. God this feels so good. Lin pulled down my panties and started to circle my clit. “You’re wet just from me spanking you?” Lin asked.

“Yes, I love when you spank me.” I whined. Lin turned me to face her and pulled down my dress to pull out my breast. She nipped my left nipple and I gasped. She was gonna leave marks all over my tits. “Lin please more.” I begged. Lin slipped two fingers inside of me stretching me out and my back arched. “Yes, more baby more.” I whined. She curled her fingers and did a come here motion. “Fuck keep doing that.” I moan out. “You’re all mine aren’t you?” Lin whispered in my ear. “Yes I’m all yours!” I cried out. Her fingers feel so good inside of me. “You’re sure?” Lin asked.

“Yes baby I’m yours.” I moaned. “I thought you’d be Asami’s the way you were dancing on her.” Lin growled and rubbed my clit with her other hand. “No Lin. I’m yours all fucking yours! I belong to you!” I cried out. I guess Mako was right. “That’s right you belong to me.” Lin said. My legs were shaking and ready to give out. “Oh god please chief I’m close.” I whined as I felt a familiar tightness building in my belly. “When you cum you better scream my name.” Lin commanded. I nodded my head and the closer I got to tipping over the edge I kept saying her name over and over again.

“Do you think you can take another finger?” Lin asked. My eyes widened. “I c-can try.” I said unsurely. “Good girl.” Lin said and I felt her add a third finger. I gripped Lin’s shoulders. “Fuck chief!” I cried out. “Your tight pussy is swallowing my fingers up so well baby girl.” Lin cooed. We’ve never done this before but it feels so fucking good and I can feel my juices leaking down my thighs. “I’m so close.” I told her. “Cum for me baby you can do it.” Lin said, pumping her fingers faster. “I’m all yours Lin, I belong to you, I’m yours. I don’t want anyone but you,” I grabbed Lin’s face so she could look at me as I declared her ownership over me.

I could tell her eyes were full of lust but there’s something else there but I had no time to decipher what it was because Lin smashed her lips against mine. Lin plunged her tongue in my mouth and I didn’t even put up a fight. I let her do whatever she wanted to me. As Lin slowly pulled away I felt light headed. “You’re right you’re mine, you belong to me, there will be no one that touches you the way I do.” Lin groaned. Her words pushed me over the edge. “Lin!” I cried out as I orgasmed.

Lin fingered me through as my whole body shook. “Fuck Beifong.” I sighed out. “You ok?” Lin asked. I nodded my head. “You sure?” Lin asked. “Yes baby I’m fine.” I said. “Good.” Lin said as she pulled out her fingers and I put them in my mouth. I sucked them clean for her. “Let’s get out of here.” Lin said. “No, I wanna keep dancing.” I whined. “One more dance then we go.” Lin said as she helped me put on my panties. “You fucked up the tape.” I sighed. “What do you mean?” Lin asked. “There was tape that I put on the strings of my panties to help keep my dress from moving all over the place.” I told her.

“You’ll be fine.” Lin said. I nodded and we exited the closet together. Before we made it all the way back to the party Lin stopped me. “What’s wrong?” I asked and turned to look at her. Lin opened her mouth but then stopped. “Where the hell have you two been? Are you ok?” Kya asked coming up to us. “I was a little shaken up about what happened earlier.” I said. “Aww Linny, look at you taking care of your girlfriend. How romantic.” Kya teased. “Kya don’t you have single woman to mingle with?” Lin asked. “No need to be hostile Linny, but are you really ok?” Kya asked me.

“Yes I’m fine.” I said. “Oh and by the way Mako got into a fight with that guy.” Kya said. “Is Mako ok?” I asked. “Of course he’s ok.” Lin said. “Lin knows her precious son can handle himself but yes he’s ok.” Kya said. Lin rolled her eyes. Kya’s eyes widened. “What?” I asked. “Y’all are nasty! All those hickeys.” Kya gasped. “Oh hush Kya.” Lin said. Kya and I laughed. I was happy that the hickeys were seen. This is what we wanted. We walked back to the party and I got to dance with Lin for a little bit. Lin ran her hands over my body as we danced.

[cookycherry]

Truth or Confession: Choi San One shot

*this gif is how I visualize he looks at Y/N over anything they do*

Pairing- San x reader

Genre- smut, some fluff,forest sex, fem!reader, established friendship, established friendship with group, friends to lovers

Warning-smut, forest sex, unprotected sex

Word count-2700

Summary-Your best friend Seonghwa invites you to a weekend of camping, which unfolds into confessions from your admirer.

It felt like summer break back in primary school.

A long weekend holiday in the great outdoors.

You were invited by your childhood friend Seonghwa who managed to keep you by his side through all of his crazy life ups and downs.

He becomes a trainee; you got your first after school job.

He debuts as part of one of the biggest up and coming idol groups; you graduate college.

For each one of your successes you both always texted each other to celebrate.

He always invited you as a sole VIP to any events to mingle with his band mates. As your presence became more welcomed and frequent, It was clear to you that one of Seonghwa’s new friends was very intrigued by you.

His name was San, and he always made sure to be the first to greet you when you were invited around.

So, when you got texted the invite for the weekend camping getaway you weren’t surprised and even were less surprised to be doted on by San.

For the past three days when it came to hiking, swimming or any friendly banter; San was right there by your side, very much like a puppy.

“San, will you stop bothering Y/N and help me with this campfire?” Seonghwa struggled to get the kindling to catch the flame while Yunho laughed.

San had taken it upon himself to assist the job that required very little help of setting up the s’mores.

“San, I really think you should go over there before Momma Hwa kills you.” Wooyoung rolled his eyes as he opened a bag of graham crackers.

San looked over his shoulder at the sad excuse for a campfire.

“I’ll save you a spot next to me when we make the s’mores.” You smiled at San and nodded your head in the direction he was being summoned.

San’s face lit up like the sun. “I’ll hold you to it.”

You watched how San sauntered over to help, taking in his muscular frame. He had let his black hair grow out a bit. The jeans he wore hugged his butt just right and the peach shirt he was wearing accentuated his sunny demeanor.

Looking at him this way made the butterflies in your stomach flutter.

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“So that’s how I ended up recording the same song about 1395 times.” Hongjoong laughed as he munched on the end of a s’more.

The air was light and flowed in a way you felt all the cares in the world were lifted off your shoulders.

You all had spent the evening well into the sunset laughing. It gave you peace that everyone was enjoying this freedom of being able to talk like they weren't celebrities, just normal guys you grew to know.

“So, y/n got any embarrassing stories of Seonghwa from your years growing up with him?” Mingi took a swig of soju as he playfully nudged Yeosang who was laughing up a storm.

You looked at Seonghwa who was red with panic and probably too much soju.

“I mean there was one time where he made us late to a joint family vacation cause he took an hour long shower!” You laughed while everyone began to rag on your pal.

“Oh oh! I have an idea. Let’s go around and play truth or dare.” Wooyoung had stood up taking charge.

A round of agreements.

The game then started and turned into a drinking game of sorts, eventually it got back to being San’s turn.

“Ok. San.” Hongjoong giggled while he tried to find the words for having San pick truth or dare. “Truth! Or Dareeee.” He wiggled his fingers in an attempt to be spooky.

San, who appeared to be holding his alcohol well, smiled. “Truth.”

The boys all ooohed and awed at the sudden bravery.

“Hmmm ok.” Hongjoong smiled as he bit his lip. “Do you or do you not have a crush on y/n?” Hongjoong giggled like a schoolgirl while everyone waited for the answer in hushed silence.

San inhaled deeply before turning to you. You were gripping your soju bottle until your hand was white knuckled. His face was solemn and his dark eyes studied your face.

“I think I’m in love with her.”

Hongjoong fell backwards off the tree stump he was perched on;Yeosang and Jongho ran to help their leader. Mingi and Yunho let out a cheer as if they were at a soccer match. Meanwhile Seonghwa and Wooyoung sat in complete drunken shock.

You sat taking this in.

No one had ever confessed their feelings for you, you thought of how in primary school you confessed and were turned down. You wouldn’t deny you didn’t have a crush on San mutually, you couldn’t believe someone famous and this handsome was this into you. You felt like you were in a drama on tv.

Your mouth opened and closed, unable to say anything.

“Well. I think it’s time for bed.” Seonghwa stood up, beginning to pick up around the campfire. “We have a boat rented for early tomorrow to be out on the water so we should get some rest.”

You watched as San went around picking up the trash, he was wandering his way further from the scene of his confession.

“San, lemme help !” You jogged over to him to offer any assistance.

The rest of his band mates were crawling into their respective tents. The moon was now peeking over top of the campground. A light chill was present now that you weren’t cradled by the warmth of a flame. You shivered and held your arms around your body. Your sweatshirt was doing little, especially when you were wearing shorts.

San noticed and walked over rubbing his warm hands on your shoulders, “Are you cold ? You really don’t have to help me pick this stuff up. I’m almost done anyways.” His voice was deep and warm. You caught the scent of his cologne.

Your teeth chattered as a gust of wind blew. “I want you to know that I like you too.” You held his gaze during your own confession. You felt his hands grip your shoulders more. A crack broke from his voice and he appeared to be starstruck.

You leaned over and kissed his dimple, grinning, “I’m sure we can find a way to get some alone time.” You pushed yourself against him to emphasize your point, it was now or never. Maybe it was the soju, the confession and the fact you hadn’t slept with anyone in three years ;everything building up to this moment. Your stomach went into a nosedive as you waited for his response.

He chuckled to himself, his beautiful dark eyes twinkling, “I think I would love nothing more than for that to happen.”

Your heart leapt to your throat.

Surveying quickly to see if anyone was roaming and would notice your sudden disappearance you grabbed San’s hand and led him into the forest opening. He followed quickly behind you as he held your hand. You then stopped in a clearing that was the perfect distance for you both to not be caught with what was about to happen. “San, are you sure?”

You looked up at him and ate up the attraction on his face he was holding all for you. You blushed, feeling your face heat up. Eagerly, you went in for the kiss, you connected your lips with San’s. His lips moved sweetly, gentle as they caressed your own, his hand coming up to cup your face and draw you closer. Taking San by surprise, you parted your lips defiantly, letting your tongue venture out to prod at his slightly parted mouth. His eyes flew open as you cupped his face and brought his lower lip between your teeth. San firmly grabbed your face, forcing you to look directly into his dark brown, almost ebony eyes, “Once this happens I really can’t hold back. I’d be the happiest man alive.”

You froze, suddenly feeling hot. Now was the time, your whisper was soft as a feather, “Of course.”

San’s demeanor changed completely then, the sweetness in his touch felt like hot brands on your skin, everything was replaced by this new man in front of you who you had only experienced as a boy striving for your attention. He lifted his head, holding his gaze was like lifting a heavy weight. There was so much withheld emotion and want in his eyes, you didn’t know what to do except kiss his waiting lips.

He immediately responded to your touch, moving you so that you were pressed against a firm tree. His lips tasted like passion and soju; every time he bit your bottom lip, you let out a small noise of appreciation. He was patient with you, letting you figure out what you liked and where it was you wanted to be touched. His hands roamed around your body like embers, but as soon as he let his hands slip under your shirt and brush across your hips and back, you lost it. His fingertips were rough against your fragile skin, warm as the sun.

You groaned when they traveled to your thighs, squeezing them tightly before releasing and then repeating again. San broke from the kiss to gaze at you in both amusement and amazement, he didn’t realize how satisfying it would be to finally hear your sounds of pleasure.

“San,” you whispered against his lips, loving the sensation when they brushed against his. It felt so intimate, so right.

He let out a groan, his hands coming up to grasp at your breasts through your shirt, pinching a hardened nipple which earned him a moan in appreciation. “You want me?”

You could only nod frantically when his hand traveled to your clothed core, rubbing you through the rough material of your jean shorts. Never had he seen you look so undone before and both of you were still fully clothed. You had the same thought at that moment, and tentatively reached for the hem of his shirt, you fiddled with it, not sure what to do.

He noticed your hesitation and slid his hands comfortingly over your own, helping you to pull his shirt off, “It’s your turn now.” His smile was warm and in that moment, you knew he was going to take care of you through this.

You allowed him to slip both your sweatshirt and bra off, feeling the brisk air more intensely. You felt a rush of happiness mixed with pride as you saw San’s eyes roving over your skin hungrily.

He then allowed himself to kiss all over your chest, his hands finding your hips and tugging you toward him rhythmically.

You let your hands slide into his raven hair, pulling at the tips as your hips rolled into him. You savored the way your jeans rubbed against your increasingly aroused core.

San’s voice rose an octave as your crotch slid against his hardened length, “Shit.” He began to pant, as you increased your speed, suddenly feeling frantic as you continued to remove yourself over his jeans.

Your clit throbbed, confusion and desperation coming together to form want, “San, please.”

He slowed your hips, making sure he had your full attention. He didn’t want to hurt you, your word was final. His voice was tender, “Are you sure you want this now? Tell me to stop and I will.”

You felt panic in the back of your throat for a second, but it wasn’t from fear, it was the thought of not having him tonight. “No, please,” you calmed yourself quickly, collecting your thoughts, “I want you.”

San nodded, his eyes darkening as he caressed your cheek, kissing you chastely before he began to unbuckle his belt. You felt your anticipation rise at each clink of metal, your hands going to the button and fly of your jeans as well. The two of you watched each other with bated breath, not wanting to miss what the other was doing.

Soon you both were completely bare to each other. You felt overloaded as you became aware of each place his skin was touching yours. It surprised you how warm San was against you. He suckled your neck, his hand drifting to your soaking center, his thumb making teasing circles on your clit.You cried out when he slipped a finger into you and he bit his lip at the sound, feeling himself grow hard.

You unconsciously moved your hips with the movement of his hand and you practically bucked into him when he pushed two more fingers into you, “San!”

He groaned, adoring the way you called his name out, “Who’s making you feel this way?” He increased the speed of his fingers, crooking them inside of you, and pressing down hard on your clit.

You were a mess. Feeling your eyes squeeze shut and hands balled into fists, you cried out, “Choi San.”

His fingers suddenly left you completely, making your eyes fly open in the absence of contact. You looked down to see that he was pumping his cock slowly, his eyes roving against your naked, wanting body. You watched with bated breath as his hand moved over himself, feeling yourself instinctively edge closer each time he let out a groan.

San licked his lips, looking forward to feeling you around him finally. “Are you ready for me?”

It took you a few moments to process his question as you were distracted with the way his hand was moving, you nodded.

He smirked deliciously, pushing you against the tree and lifting your leg for easy entry, planting his forearm by your head. He guided his cock to your entrance, rubbing your core teasingly, making you squirm in anticipation.You gasped as he pushed further in, you ran your fingers into his thick hair anchoring yourself and gasping loudly as he fully entered himself in you.

San let out the most satisfied moan you’d ever heard, his eyes squeezing shut as he struggled to control himself from pinning you down and fucking the shit out of you. You saw how much he was battling with himself and you whispered, “It’s okay, San. I can handle it.”

He began to roll his hips into you, collapsing into you with a moan as he gave into the feeling of your walls sliding around him. You moaned as well, relishing the feeling of his hot skin against your own, wrapping your raised leg around his hips to draw him closer. He buried his head into your neck, biting down on your shoulder occasionally when the pleasure became too much. His pace seemed to increase with each second, the slap of skin against skin filling the buzzing night air.

You felt bold in your passion and gasped out, “I wanna hear you, San.”

He groaned at your request, his thrusts become rougher, “Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” He tangled a hand in your hair, pulling it just enough to make you cry out in sheer bliss.

You could feel your thighs begin to spasm as your orgasm approached, a knot tightening in your stomach, your walls clenching, your clit throbbing as he applied just enough pressure.

You cried out, your climax slamming into you as San continued to thrust roughly into you, the rhythm of his hips becoming more sporadic. You felt his cock twitch inside of you, his pants becoming soft whimpers as he finally released messily inside you. You legs shook in over stimulation as your muscles continued to clench around him, he groaned breathlessly.

It took the both of you a few moments to collect yourself as you experienced each other’s highs, your breaths mixing together. San pulled out gently so as to not hurt you, before catching himself against the tree against you and drawing you into his chest.

You laughed, your cheeks flushed with happiness, “Worth the anticipation.”

He languidly brushed your hair, his eyes crinkling with a smile. “I think I gotta thank that stupid game.”

He kissed your cheek sweetly, “So where does this leave us?”

You blushed happily, pulling him in for a kiss, “Well, you can tell them tomorrow over breakfast.”

[linkito]

HI HELLO HI. dumping these here :3

🎨🌓🌿

THIS IS SO LATE LOL BUT—

🎨 favorite piece of fanart? link it!

Oh god. Oh geez. That’s so hard to judge. I’ll just judge it based on what’s saved on my phone.

Obviously I adore applestruda’s art, it’s always so stunning. This particular piece of Scar from sl has been my phone background since the finale. I absolutely love it.

Next is this piece by skimmeh of stareater au Scar and Grian who I ADORE. I love their Grian he is so creature and pesky. And this specific piece is just so cute. I love the hug under the jacket specifically, the clinginess of it. (it reminds me of how I hug my own bf lol)

And then this particular frame from doody and maruu’s ddvau — I am such a sucker for civilian Grian in this comic. Something about him having a regular, adorable, mundane crush on his coworker Scar amidst a literal superhero chaos au is just… so precious to me?? and this frame of him dreaming of being happy and in love is so— aughhhhh. I use this as my pfp in a few places. I love it.

and then of course general love to some of my other favorite artists like ange whose art always emotionally destroys me and looks so dang soft, plume whose art I just recently found and im obsessed with their expressions, and nox and jas for always spoiling us with desert duo every day and undoubtedly more artists too agdjdhdjfk

🌓 opinions on the watcher lore?

oh I love watcher lore. I specifically love when it’s not overt, when it’s sprinkled in and subtle. but I also love the overt stuff don’t get me wrong.

for personal headcanons, I usually imagine Grian as an escaped watcher-in-training with all of the evo members carrying their own sort of trauma related to watchers. BIG fan of everything Martyn does in the life series too. I literally cheer when the dramatic voice starts playing hehe

🌿 any favorite interpretations?

hmmm this is vague so I’m not sure exactly what it was meant to ask but…

One of my favorite things is the way time is interpreted in @lovesick-x-prince’s Nobody Feels Like You?? if that makes sense??

the fic takes place in third life and I believe it’s written like the events took place over the course of about a year? and the space between places is vast, takes several days to travel across the whole server. and minecraft mechanics are seamlessly worked in, with things like insta-breeding animals and inventory management being minecraft-adjacent but not strange at all. it’s a game but it’s also very realistic and brutal and intense and I seriously love it.

but it’s something about the time specifically, about it being so long, like a lifetime away from home (although they don’t remember home in this fic). I really like that.

And then on a completely unrelated note, I just generally love the headcanon of Grian, Pearl, and Jimmy being siblings. Not even necessarily blood-related, but found family, found flock. It fits them all really well.

ahem OK WOW THAT WAS LONG SORRY IT TOOK FOREVER TO REPLY LOL

[blackghostm2o]

Ok… I’ve watched Love Never Dies, the Australian version. Spoilers (if you even care)

The ending is horrible… It feels… Unfinished? Idk if that makes sense and I don’t even know how to explain it. Someone could probably say: “Yeah, That’s how an open ending works.” Ok, but it feels like the play should continue just a lil bit more…

Now… Idk if it’s just me misunderstanding, but at first didn’t Madame Giry say that she and Meg helped MISTER Y (pretty shitty name if you ask me, it would have been a lil better if they used the E to make it sound like Mystery and also allude to the name Erik) to go to the States, like saving him? Later Meg is being: “I’ve come here for him and restarted my own life for him and he doesn’t even care.” (Not really, but you get it).

Madame Giry idolising Mr. Y??? Meg loving Mr. Y (I hate this name, I’ll call him Phantom from now on). Idk… It really feels wrong, really random and out of character. Both of their relationship with the Phantom are strange, don’t like it. Also Meg KILLING CHRISTINE???? They were good friends, but ok… Let’s play the devil’s advocate and say that she went a bit crazy, why tf the Phantom was “Oh! But you are like a rough diamond! The BeAuTy UnDerNeAtH! But btw… Nobody can be like Christine.” DUDE!!! WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU!??! She has a gun and is jealous af rn! Mah… Needless death.

The characters have been butchered, not only the 2 Giry, but also Raoul and Christine.

I’m not a really big Raoul fan (I admit it), but I don’t think he could be a gambler, a raging alcoholic and a shitty father… Nah, that’s not Raoul. His main song is about he being a shitty person and you think “maybe he will get better” WRONG! He takes a bet with the Phantom (he’s a gambler so it checks out). That choke scene??? ,’:)

Christine loving the Phantom… Hmmm, not really in line with ALW poto. Her having sex with the Phantom… Don’t really like it. When would have happened? The ending of PotO wouldn’t make sense if they had sex before.

Another thing that really annoys me is him having a freak show. Even in ALW’s canon he was used as an attraction so why would he open a place like that and inflict to others what happened to him as a kid. I believe that he would burn down a place like that instead of opening one.

Some songs are good and really catchy, others are ok.

LND is basically ALW being the 1st Erikstine fan, that’s it.

[dindjarinandlysakane]

The Sweetest Taste | Chapter 7 - Trouble?

Din Djarin is happy on Nevarro. He has a home, a family, what more could he want? But when a woman turns up selling bread and cakes at his doorstep, how can he not fall in love? And how can he also stop her from getting hurt at the hands of her partner behind closed doors? Will the hero save the girl and get the girl? Warm and sweet fluff/romance/hurt/comfort fic.

Masterlist

Chapter 7 - Trouble?

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“Do you know someone by the name of Crix Val’shif?”

Din was stood inside the Chief Magistrate of Nevarro’s chambers.

He had come straight here since his run-in with the thug known as Crix on Lysa Kane’s doorstep, and he was still seething.

Grogu was happily sat on Karga’s tabletop helping himself to handfuls of poit-nuts, watching as his father paced nearby.

Greef Karga, who was sitting on a grand, high-backed chair in the centre of his large and imposing desk, cocked an eyebrow up towards Din.

“Doesn’t ring a bell,” he replied. “Why? Trouble?”

Din gave a huff, stopping in his tracks.

“I’ve just got a bad feeling about him,” he said in a low voice.

Karga was silent for a moment, eyeing Din.

“Anything to do with the lady I saw you escorting to the Bazaar earlier?” the Chief Magistrate said in an interested tone. At this, Grogu also gave a chirp.

But Din merely shot him a look, causing Karga to raise both hands either side of his head in defeat.

“Alright, alright,” Karga muttered, before lowering them and tapping away at his holographic datapad. “If you think this guy is bad news then I’ll trust your instincts.”

Din moved over to the desk and watched as Karga searched Crix’s name in the extensive database.

Grogu who had eaten his way through half a bowl of nuts, waddled over to Din, reaching for him.

His father of course obliged, lifting his son beneath his tiny arms and settling him against his chest with one gloved hand.

“Hmmm,” murmured Karga after a long moment or two.

“Anything?” Asked Din quickly. But Karga shook his head.

“Couple of bar fights but that’s it,” he said with a sigh. “Nothing notable.”

Din gritted his teeth together.

There had to be something on this guy.

“Want me to ask around?” Asked Karga. “See what I can find out?”

The masked Mandalorian gave a nod. 

“Thank you.”

…….

Five long days had passed since the incident on Lysa’s doorstep. And the Mandalorian had been on edge ever since.

Crix’ threats had meant very little to him, but the thuggish man’s foul attitude had not gone unnoticed. And neither had the bruise that marked Lysa’s, otherwise smooth, skin.

Din was almost certain he knew where that bruise had come from, but without any proof to back up his hunch, what could he do? Lysa had made it clear to Din that she hadn’t wanted him to intervene or interfere. And as much as Din wanted to rip Crix limb from limb for speaking to her the way he had, the Mandalorian had agreed so far to abide by her request.

But as the days had drifted by, Din had begun to grow concerned.

Lysa had promised a weekly delivery to his and Grogu’s cabin, but now it had been nine days since her last arrival here on her landspeeder.

Din had even put off going to chase after another bounty hunter job, in case he missed her.

But for her to not even turn up?

Din, who had been sat at the scrubbed wooden inside his small cabin cleaning a couple of spare engine parts from his Starfighter with a greasy rag, had been staring into space for at least a minute.

A deep frown line was pressed between his brows, obscured behind his beskar helmet.

Would he be an idiot for going to Lysa’s place just to check if things were ok?

Din knew he liked her…as a friend of course, that was all it was. But nevertheless, he could still be concerned about the welfare of a friend, couldn't he?

Din’s attention was drawn suddenly by Grogu hopping up onto his lap.

The Mandalorian shook himself quickly from his stupor.

“Hey buddy, you wanna head into the city with me?”

Grogu chirped, cocking his head to one side in interest.

“I wanna chase up our missing delivery,” Din explained, letting out a heavy sigh.

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Chapter 12: Luminance Fugue

Will paced the tiny prison cell, hands shaking in rage as he thought of Mathis holding Sage captive. He slammed a fist into the stone wall, ignoring the burst of pain in his knuckles. He had to get out of here. He had to save her.

“Psst…. Hey.” A voice of a man whispered from the barred window into the next-door cell. “Come to the window, we must talk. Stand on the toilet and you can reach the window.”

Will whipped around, surprised at the new voice. He was curious so he complied. Will stood up on the toilet seat and was able to see into the next cell. There was an older man tied to a chair. He could barely see the other man.

“There you are! Well…. welcome to this shitshow.” The other man greeted Will.

“Ok, so who are you?” Will demanded.

“Unfortunately, I run this place.” The other man replied with a deep wariness.

“That doesn’t seem to be working out too well for you.” Will deadpanned.

“Yes, well normally I’m on the other side of the bars. Name’s Franklin. I’m warden here at Blackrock.”

“Name’s Mackenzie. Franklin…what’s going on here?”

“Mathis and his gang of thugs are trying to break someone out of solitary. We’re still alive, for now, so they must need us for something. The power’s been out for days and nobody’s coming to help.”

“Sounds about right. Mathis took someone I care about from me; do you know where he’d keep someone?” Will asked, his heart pounded as he thought of Sage’s terrified face.

“Hmmm, maybe my old office, he’s claimed it as his. I heard…. the commotion earlier, did he take…. a pet of some sort from you?”

“No! She’s not a pet…. She’s a child.” Will hesitated before continuing, he remembered his promise to Sage about not telling others about her, but the damage had already been done. They needed allies. “Have you ever heard of borrowers? She’s a child, about three inches tall, but she’s no different from any other kid.”

“…. you know, I’ve had…. heard of them before. In old folk tales, it says they bring good luck or good fortune to those that show kindness to them. I hope you find her, but she’d most likely be kept in the warden’s office.”

“So…... Mathis, you know him?” Will asked, trying to gather more information and take his mind off his gut-wrenching worry over his tiny child.

“Oh yeah, we go way back. He was in for murder on the mainland about ten years ago. He did some time but got off on parole. He came back here for Donner.”

“Donner?”

“His son. Mathis is bad, but he’s old school bad, murder, larceny, and grand theft auto. But Donner……. he’s all that but worse.”

“So……not a good person.”

“Well, he’s looked up in BlackRock, isn’t he?” Franklin paused then continued. “Donner is evil to the core. There’s no redemption for guys like Donner. They should have been able to break him out by now. But something’s wrong. Or someone…. Has been getting in the way.”

Both men tense at the sounds of multiple footsteps echoing down the hall. Mackenzie scrambles down and stands in the middle of his cell. Just in time as Mathis and his men come into view. Mackenzie can only stand and watch as Mathis enters Franklin’s cell.

Mackenzie flinches as he hears Mathis interrogate Franklin. Mathis grows angry, especially when Franklin mentions Donner. In his anger Mathis starts to beat Franklin. Once Mathis has finished beating up the old Warden, he turns to two of his lackeys and orders them to patch the man up. “Heller! Vachon! Take care of this mess.”

Mathis glares at Mackenzie as he walks by.

Heller curses under his breath. “There’s no way I’m going out there again."

“Well, we’re out of medical supplies, one of us has to go out and fetch something.” Vachon replied.

“Why don’t you do it, I’m not messing with those wolves, they’ve gotten worse.”

“I went last time.”

“Well, if one of us doesn’t go, boss will kill us himself, he’s gotten more unstable.”

“I’ll do it.” Mackenzie piped up. Both convicts turn to him in surprise.

“And why would we let you out, you’d run and never come back.”

"The warden's dying," Will said flatly. "He needs medical attention, or he won't make it through the night. And plus, Mathis is holding my little girl hostage, I’ll be back."

Heller and Vachon exchanged glances. Finally, Heller jerked his head. "Go. But any funny business, and the girl pays the price."

Will grit his teeth. "Understood."

*******

The outdoor air was cold and bitter. Mackenzie was annoyed that Mathis’s thugs refused to give him his coat back, he’d have to look for a new one. He only had his sweater and basic clothing. They took everything he had from him. He’d have to collect some more stuff and stash it somewhere before he returned. He had to make plans for his future escape. The courtyard of the prison compound was relatively safe. But to get to the old infirmary, he’d have to step out into the outer fenced section. But there was danger lurking. A pack of hungry wolves stalked the outer and inner gates. He must be careful.

*****

Will’s pulse hammered in his ears as he navigated the dimly lit corridors of the prison infirmary. The infirmary, once sterile and ordered, was now a scene of chaos. Overturned gurneys and shattered glass crunched underfoot. His eyes swept over the baren shelves until they landed on a bulky emergency medkit, sealed and intact. Before he could grab it, he startled at a sound he was not expecting to hear.

*Ring* *Ring*

Mackenzie turns to the old phone on the wall in almost disbelief. He’s not sure how this works when nothing else has. Still in a state of disbelief he reaches out and picks up the phone.

“Who is this? And where are you calling me from?” Mackenzie asked into the phone.

An unknown female voice answers. “Somewhere safe. Look Mister Mackenzie, soon you’re going to have to figure out whose side you’re on in this little stalemate we have going on.”

“I don’t know anything about a stalemate. And I’m on my own side.”

“Well at least you’re honest.”

“Where are you and what do you want?” Mackenzie demanded.

“That question has a long answer. Right now, I’m safe from those prison assholes. But I cannot say the same for you.”

“Look, the prison warden…. he’s injured. I’m just trying to keep him alive and rescue someone that Mathis took from me.”

“So…. They let you out of the prison? Then they’re just going to let you back in?”

“Right.” Mackenzie replied realizing how unlikely that sounded.

“But you aren’t helping them?” The unknown called asked in clear skepticism.

“I’m not helping them.”

“Something about this situation…...about you…. doesn’t fit.”

“Look why don’t you tell me where you are and maybe I can help you.”

“Help me? The caller sounded amused. “Shit man, you can’t even help yourself.”

“Are you the one that’s messing up the convict’s plans?” Mackenzie asking, trying put puzzle pieces together.

“Maybe I am, maybe I’m not. Either way, I’m not telling you. How do I know you aren’t really one of Donner’s boys?”

“Donner…...so you know about him.”

“Wake up man. This is all about Donner. Don’t you get that? And I’m the only thing standing between that fucker rotting away in solitary and an evil man being unleashed on the rest of this hellhole.”

“Well, I hear the summers are nice here.” Mackenzie replied trying to lighten the mood.

“Take care of yourself, Mr. Mackenzie. Those wolves sound pretty hungry to me.” With that the call ended.

“Well, that was weird.” Mackenzie muttered to himself under his breath.

Back to his original task, Mackenzie grabbed the medkit and retraced his steps, each creak and groan of the building setting his nerves on edge. Will's mouth was dry, his breaths coming in short, ragged gasps as he pushed onward, driven by the singular thought of saving Franklin... and Sage.

The final stretch was a blur of shadow and adrenaline. Will pressed on, pushing his body beyond exhaustion, driven by the knowledge that with each second lost, the warden's breaths could be slipping away.

As sprinted across the open grounds toward the main prison building, the medkit clutched in his grasp, Will knew that the true test was just beginning.

****** “Yeah, you’d better get in there to see him.” Vachon told him as he searched him then lead him to Franklin’s cell.

The warden lay slumped against the chair he was tied to, his breathing shallow.

"Franklin," Will gasped, dropping to his knees beside the battered man, the emergency medkit springing open with a click.

"Stay with me," Will murmured, his fingers steady despite the quake of urgency that threatened to overtake him. He reached for an ampule of adrenaline, snapping the top with practiced ease. The needle plunged into Franklin's vein, a silent prayer accompanying the push of the plunger.

As the drug coursed through the warden’s body, Will wrapped a compression bandage tightly around the man's ribcage, stemming the tide of bruising that painted his skin in violent shades. Franklin's eyelids flickered—a subtle but promising sign.

"Good," Will whispered, more to himself than to the semi-conscious man before him. His hands moved with care, cleaning cuts, and applying antiseptic with the tenderness of a craftsman.

"Who the hell are you?" Franklin croaked, the words barely audible, laced with pain and gratitude.

“Relax, it’s me your neighbor from the other side of the wall.”

“Ah…. you.”

“I cleaned you up the best I could.”

“Thanks, you seem to know a fair bit of first aid.”

“Well…...I’m marr……I uh…. know a doctor.”

“We’d better hurry before the guards get back. There’s something I need to tell you about the prison.”

“I’m listening.”

“Solitary. It’s……. it’s on its own locking circuits. Separated from the rest of the prison. Mathis and his guys……haven’t figured that out yet.”

“But when they do?”

“When they do, they’ll get Donner out. I can’t figure it out, but someone is out there. Messing with the system.”

“I might have an idea of who it is.” Mackenzie admitted with a sigh.

“You see someone out there?”

“Not saw but I talked to someone on the phone.”

“Right! The old rotary phone system would still work.”

Before they could finish their conversation, clear signs that Mathis and his men where walking down the hallway towards their location.

With panic and urgency Mackenzie rushes back to his cell, so he’s not caught by Mathis. He makes it just in take as Mathis approaches the cells. Mathis stands before his cell and then reaches out and pushes his cell door open. Showing that it isn’t locked. Mathis turns to glare at his cronies.

“He……hey how’d that happen? Vachen said, trying to act surprised.

 “Wow! Yeah, must be glitchy.” Heller agreed. Trying to play it off.

Mathis chuckles as he enters Mackenzie’s cell. “These Idiots think I’m a fool, I know they were too chicken to take care of the warden themselves. And they sent you out into the cold to do their dirty work.”

“Where is Sage? Is she ok, is she hurt?” Mackenzie asked.

“Who’s Sage.” Mathis mocked.

“The tiny child you took from me.” Mackenzie glared. If his look could murder, Mathis would be dead ten times over.

“Oh! I remember…. your tiny pet.” Mathis reached into his pant pocket and pulled at the tiny wiggling form of Sage. Mathis held the tiny child in a tight fist. Not caring for the tiny girl’s comfort. Sage gave Will such a sad and pleading look, she stretched out her tiny arms to him, with a pleading desperate look on her tiny face. Mackenzie’s heart broke. Mathis' fingers closed around Sage's tiny form like a vice, his cruel eyes gleaming with malice.

"Please, Mathis," Mackenzie pleaded, desperation evident in his voice. "She's just a child! You have a child too, you must understand!"

Mathis sneered at him, tightening his grip on Sage. "This little rat ain't human," he spat out, disgust coloring his words. "And if you ever compare my son to this...this thing again, I'll rip her tiny limbs off." Sage sobbed in fear, her small body trembling in Mathis' merciless grip.

“Please let me hold her, she’s scared. I’ll do what you want, just please give her back to me.” Mackenzie begged, holding his palm out for the tiny child.

“Oh no. You want her back; you’ll have to earn that.” Mathis sneered, holding Sage up aloft and away from Mackenzie’s reach.

[kitcatttt]

So me and @loveandcorruption are thinking about dubbing TPC because BREABEAR CANNOT DUB TO SAVE HER LIFE- so here’s the first episode scripted! I’ll be reblogging this with a second script with some words and sentences changed

Episode 1:

Sun: *Yawn* …Hey everyone! Welcome to the world of Paradise! Today is the Tree of Life’s 4th anniversary! Which is where we will unleash a new hero to protect Paradise! Come on everyone! Gather around the Tree of Life! It’s time! Are you ready? …Here we are! Inside the cyan part of the tree! Isn’t this exciting? You will be the one to raise and aid our new hero!

Cube: I guess so…

Cube: Come one little guy…let’s go home.

Cube: *Yawn* …what’s wrong little guy? Can’t sleep?

Cube: I see now. You must’ve had a bad dream. It’s ok little one. None of it is real.

Cube: Hmm…! I guess that’s one way to go back to sleep…I hope he’s ok.

Sun: GOOD MORNING PARADISE! Todays weather will be very foggy! So be careful everyone okay?

Heli: *Sigh* … Great. When I actually needed to see.

Heli: What the! Is that a pink mountain!?

Heli: MONSTER!!!

Cube: Okay little guy. I don’t know what was with you last night… it’s clearly not a nightmare…So is there something you need to tell me?

Cube: I can’t understand you… is there another way you can talk to me?

Cyan: TA DAAAA!!!

Cube: Amazing! Is this what you truly look like?

Cyan: Yes it is! I use my first form to get around. But I’ll stay this way so you may be able to speak to me.

Cube: Great! So what were you trying to tell me last night?

Heli: MONSTER!!! MONSTER! EVERYBODY HIDE! WHERE’S OUR HERO!?

Cyan: OH NO IS IT COMING ALREADY?! Come on! Let’s find this monster before it’s too late!

Cube: Why do I have to come..?

Cyan: I need your help! Come on!

Cyan: Just as I thought. The seal the last hero used has weakened.

Cube: Sk what do we have to do to strengthen the seal?

Cyan: I need your help to sync me and the Tree of Life together so I can have enough power to strengthen the seal.

Cube: What!? How do I do that!?

Cyan: Do not worry. It is easy! Have your hands up like you are forming an upside down triangle!

Cube: …like this?

Cyan: Yes!

Cyan: It is finished!

Cube: That’s great! So…what now? Do you have to go since the monster’s sealed again?

Cyan: Not necessarily. A hero stays as long as their caretaker’s lifespan. How about you show me around?

Cube: Sure! You’ll love it here! Everyone is very friendly!

Cyan: Wonderful! Oh! I never got your name.

Cube: Oh right! My name’s Cube. What’s yours?

Cyan: Hahaha! I was born yesterday! I don’t have a name!

Cube: OH RIGHT! I was supposed to name you… I’m sorry..! Hmmm… I’ll name you… Cyan.

Cyan: Cyan? I LOVE IT!

Dub: What a bunch of idiots. They might’ve thought I’m sealed away for good. Perfect.

Dub: At this rate I’ll be able to reach the Tree of Life. While taking control of as many shapes as I can. I hope you’re ready little hero. I got a surprise for you.

Cube: I’ll show you everything I know about Paradise. Here are the shapes that lives in our part of Paradise. The one in the blue jacket is my childhood friend and the leader of these shapes. I’ll introduce you to him. Hey Lythorus!

Lythorus: Hey Cube!

Cube: Cyan, this is Lythorus! Lythorus, this is Cyan! He’s the hero from yesterday!

Lythorus: Oh shoot he got a lot larger than yesterday! Hey Cyan!

Cyan: Hello Lythorus. This is how I am able to speak to you!

Cube: We just resealed the monster that was about to take over Paradise again.

Lythorus: Well that’s great to hear! Don’t want to see the Pink Corruption again.

Cyan: The Pink Corruption? What is that exactly?

Cube: The Pink Corruption was uh…a virus created by that monster to take control of the shapes. The virus was very contagious. Just one touch from it can infect a shape in minutes.

Lythorus: Yeah. The last time the Pink Corruption came was when Cube and I were kids.

Cube: It was terrible. We’ve seen it infect so many shapes you have no idea…

Cyan: How did you all knew about the Pink Corruption?

Lythorus: Oh boy. Well… we saw a shape just started to sweat a lot. Then he started to turn pink! And started to spread it to anyone around him!

Lythorus: I THOUGHT YOU TWO SEALED THE MONSTER!

Cube: WE DID! DIDN’T WE CYAN!?

Cube: I guess not…D-don’t worry! I know a place we can hide from them!

Cyan: I do not understand…How did they get infected?

[driedupeyeballs]

🚗& 💯 for your fankids!

Due to the fact you didn’t specify which ones I will be rambling about all of them so. Have a seat ALSO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LOJG TO ANSWER

🚗 - “does your OC have a drivers license? Can they drive/operate any automobiles/machinery besides cars?”

Ok I was not expecting anyone to pick this I have like. Never thought of this??? Like I’ve never looked at my fankids and thought “hmmm. Which one of you is forklift certified?”- (Rico definitely owns a shirt that says “I’m forklift certified” but he’s not) After giving this a bit of thought I’ve come to a somewhat conclusion- I think most of my fankids can drive, Ik Zelda can’t bcuz she’s too scared to be outside in a light rain in case she somehow gets struck by lighting so there is no way in HELL she’s getting behind the wheel of a vehicle. And obviously my malleus kid can’t bcuz he’s uh. Blind- but he isn’t relevant bcuz I haven’t even drawn him yet- I’m sorry aihan 😔 Ember tho. Ember would get his license revoked for modifying a car so much that it’s no longer street legal. And I do not trust Shenzi driving bcuz she gets distracted so easily- we’d have to put her on medication 😭 but everyone else I think is good to go

💯 - “share three random facts about your OC that others may not know”

This one was interesting when it’s like. Any of them- I already answered this for Skye in my other post so I’ll limit this to my other kids tho

On the topic of ashengrotto kids tho, we all know Skye couldn’t be trusted around baby mers as a kid cuz they’d eat them. Akram sort of had the opposite issue?? He was terrified of anything that swam, especially eels. Which was pretty awkward for the first few years of his life, he was very anxious around the eel kids in their merforms and refused to go anywhere near the adult eel mers

Okay my basketball trio is something remarkable I swear- three completely different energies there. But Ember was actually briefly banned from playing real games cuz he kept using Moxie to cheat, he actually added a specific program in Moxie’s code to predict the other teams movements. He was thus banned from bringing any robots to basketball 😔 (I realize I haven’t talked abt moxie publicly- or Ember much for that matter. Moxie is a robot beetle that’s like a mini ortho, Ember built him and he just kinda hovers around him like Idia’s skull thingie)

Okay I have plenty of facts I could put here but I’m gonna opt for a mysterious little thing here; not one, but two of my fankids have indeed killed someone in their lifetime! Whether by accident or not! I will say one of them is my Malleus kid, (I rlly need to draw him he’s just the forgotten child), just cuz he has insanely powerful magic and as a kid he didn’t have great control of it. Unfortunately a random civilian found this out firsthand! The other one tho. That reveal I’ll probably save for when I drop all of her lore. Which will be soon! Cuz I plan on doing a lot more loredrops for these dudes soon!!

[3kiripima3]

Hi! I just saw your post about Hazbin match ups & I’ve never done this before so I hope I’ve included everything I needed to :D

. Gender Identity -> Gender Fluid

. Sexuality -> Bi

. Hobbies -> Ok so I have quite a few so first off I absolutely LOVE reading (bit of an understatement) but it’s a really bad habit of buying books that don’t fit anywhere, as for a specific genre of books I quote like murder mystery or dark (as in spooky, mystery etc) fantasy. Some of the books I own are how to kill your family, one of us is lying, hunger games, girl in pieces, good girls guide to murder, five survive, welsh poetry & to kill a mockingbird. Secondly I’m apart of the air cadets! I do not have a rank and I’m quite happy with just attending events and such and I’ve been having such a great time with them, another hobby of mine is baking (especially for my grandparents) their diabetic so I love trying to find receipted that don’t have as much sugar that they can have. And lastly I do horse riding, while I did stop for a while because of money issue I’m starting to get back into it and I’m hoping to start either show jumping or cross country.

. Interests -> Hmmm as for interests I’d probably say FNAF, hazbin of course and at the moment I’ve been getting back into Murder drones (especially after the 7th episode come out, I was so shocked) but I honestly don’t have many I treated as most of my time is taken up doing things like my hobbies (all though I do love to give places a good clean)

. Overview of personality -> umm I honestly don’t know what to say to describe myself, but based off what my friends are saying I’m quite sarcastic & quick witted with my answers, but I tend to be concerning in my sense of humour & my things, I’m somewhat on the neurodivergent spectrum but I don’t have a special interest I keep changing them a LOT (hence why I haven’t put much down for interests) and I think my friends start to get concerned when I become interested in things like needles and phlebotomy before changing to something like cannibalism (I find it fascinating what drives people to these things). Anyway I have been described as being quite a lovely person especially by family me members and I think it tends to show when I’m around people I don’t know much because I like to make a good impression of myself & not embarrass anyone or myself.

. Any character I don’t want to be paired with -> Husk (nothing against the man just not my type at all yk), Charlie & Vaggie (their such a cute couple and definitely prefer to keep them together and not get myself shipped with any of them)

. Anything extra -> idk if this helps but I honestly SUCK at using technology, like I can’t do it to save my life 😭, but I do like to have a good poke around on stuff like tv’s, laptops, sat navs, just to see if I can find anything out. Oh and I hugely look up to my grandad, anyone asks me and I’ll always say I’m a grandad’s girl he inspired me so much, he was in the navy & worked as an engineer. And I t think to do something like that for a good chunk of his life is so inspiring.

Anyway, hope I’ve written everything I need to, and have a good day/night xx

Hi! Thanks for the request! After some consideration, I think I'd pair you with…

Alastor!

I feel like you two would be practically perfect for each other.

I see Alastor as the type to also read a lot. I think he'd honestly have very similar taste in books to you. I could imagine him often recommending you books, albeit rather concerning ones.

With baking, I don't see Alastor being particularly fond of that. However, I view him as the type of person who likes to cook instead of bake. So, you'd likely both end up making different food at the same time and talking with each other.

Due to Alastor's nature, I don't think he'd exactly be interested in shows at all. Yet, I can see him listening quite avidly to any of your interests if you discuss them with him.

Alastor would appreciate your personality a bunch. As he himself is naturally quite sarcastic and quick-witted, he'd enjoy having a person like you who'd be able to reciprocate. Alastor would definitely not have any issue with concerning types of humour unless it involves anything sexual towards him.

I think Alastor would also love that you're able to make good impressions on people and be a lovely and polite person, as he values his reputation a certain amount and would rather not be around someone extremely brash in public.

Sucking at using technology wouldn't bother Alastor at all. He'd probably bond over the fact that you both struggle using technology.

Thanks for requesting! I hope this is good enough for you :)

[depressedhatakekakashi]

I'm in a bit of a rage. Therefore, what do you think would be the top 5 things that royally piss Kakashi off in GOS. And also, most rage inducing moments for Gai.

(I need to feel not alone in my all consuming fury)

Thank you for your time. Please have a cookie.

Do i need to fight someone for you? I’ll fight someone for you!

Ok, moments of pure, Unrestrained rage. Hmmm this is fun

Hatake Kakashi

We have obviously spoken of this before, but Gai’s first death causes such a break in Kakashi that he actually floods the world. Hashirama and Mito are scrambling to save mortals with the help of the other gods (though some gods are actively pushing mortals straight into danger, Like Hidan)

Second moment we have is of course Kakashi flooding the rich noble’s house after Soldier Gai’s death. It may seem like it’s just about Gai’s death, but it’s a whole lot of needless death Kakashi see’s that’s based off of greed and it infuriates him.

Kakashi would also hVe a moment of unrestrained, deadly rage, if anyone were to put any of his kids into danger. It’s part of why he’s given Leeway with turning Hiroki into a god. The options were ‘new god’ or ‘new flood’ and Hashirama will happily take the new god. There’s also an instance where one of the other gods could threaten or scare Nakano (orochimaru, Danzo, Hidan, Kakuzu) and would find themselves face to face with the god of storms ready to send them down to the depths of the underworld to keep his brother company. He does not care who they are or how strong they are, do not threaten or scare his daughter (he’s a girl dad)

During Gai’s teacher lifetime there was actually an attack on the village and a lot of people were burned. Needless to say the village already kinda knew the weird farmer Gai was dating was a god, but that god came out full force to wash those attackers away when he realized the village was under attack. It was storms for day’s and the only one’s who weren’t scared were the people from that little village because they knew Kakashi was protecting them.

He has most definitely lost his temper on Orochimaru a few times because they have a habit of trying to use Sasuke, and even though Kakashi and Sasuke have a rather strained bond Kakashi is still very protective of the kid he saved and turned into a god. He hates Kakuzu more than anyone but Orochimaru is a clear second.

Maito Gai

Once again the obvious moment when Kakashi dies in his mortal life. Gai’s rage was so raw that the dragon almost burst to life completely, and might have if Nakano hadn’t pulled up and tackle hugged her papa. Part of her reaction was to protect the village people and the gods themselves, but she also understood how her papa was feeling since she’d felt the same way when Kakashi died as a god.

There was definitely a moment as a dragon when his village was attacked that Gai felt a powerful protective rage that resulted in him burning down an army and flying all the way to the other village to burn their buildings down. Very good reason for people to not risk attacking that little village again.

As a mortal Gai once felt that sheer rage when he went to relax by the river only to find that all of the flower’s that grew by the riverside in the spring and summer had been torn up. He’s not sure why the destruction of those flower’s angered him so much, but it did and he spent weeks trying to find any seeds he could to regrow those flowers (and gathered a bunch of helpers in the cause)

During his prince lifetime he actually felt angry toward Kakashi for a short while. When he realized that Kakashi was no longer visiting him after his wedding he felt betrayed, abandoned and angry. He wondered if he had ever really meant anything to Kakashi. It’s only when he goes to the river and finds out the god of storms name from his wife that he realizes why Kakashi stopped visiting and lets go of that anger. He was grumpy for a week before that though.

[a-ladyman-in-waiting]

A Lady in Waiting (1)

[A story in the works]

I don’t know about you, but I think that some, if not all of us, want to be someone else. 

Especially in the realm of fantasy, where anyone could be as powerful as they could be.

But in this case, we just got to know the fellow before their transformation.

Otherwise, she’ll have no context.

Or us in that sense.

A Lady in Waiting

Chapter 1

“What a day.”

“I really want to buy something to eat”

“But I already ate, so why do I feel like buying snacks?”

“I traveled through whole crowds to get a limited edition Bakugan. That was the whole reason why I came here all this way for nothin, was to buy a special toy.”

The complainer over here is Brendon Rivera.

A college student, aged 22.

He often complained about stuff that happened to him.

Like the time he dropped a card onto a puddle of water.

[NOOOOO]

Or the time that he has to help out at work despite having no classes over the weekend.

[maaaaaaannnnnn]

Or the time that two buses passed by him.

[you absolute {beep-beep}, pieces of {beep}, {beep-beep}, I swear to lord I will {beep} {beep} {beeeeeep}.]

I’ll give him a pass for that. The bus system is a total mess.

Anyways, Brendon is walking around town moping about losing a toy that he didn’t need.

Until…he noticed a sign.

“Huh. That wasn’t there before.”

He takes a moment to read the sign.

Garage sale today. From 4/7 to 4/12.

Over on Gallon Road.

“Huh. A garage sale. Wonder if they have anything.”

This is where it began…ok maybe not.

It took Brendon five minutes to get there, mainly because he took his time walking.

But when he reached Gallon Road, he noticed a bunch of boxes, a couch, a few TVs, tables with several shirts, old big toys, shiny objects and oddly shaped objects.

“Huh.”

When he got closer, he saw a collection of toy cars, remote control cars, gold chain necklaces, even more shirts of different colors.

He also found lamps, vases, plates, a dark green couch with a patch of worn out red, a brown coat rack behind a pile of boxes and paintings.

“Oh dang.”

Then one object in particular caught his attention.

Two necklaces.

A pearl necklace fit for a lady.

And a necklace with a strange looking design, holding an egg-shaped white gem surrounded by six red gems.

Brendon found himself drawn to the large pearl.

He was bending over to get a closer look.

He developed an urge to buy them.

So he looked up and said,

“How much for these two?”

An elderly woman came over and told him,

“$120.34”

“Oh.”

[I mean…I was going to blow $250 on a limited edition Bakugan…]

“Ok”

[Welp, at least mom might like the pearl necklace.]

Brendon handed over 6 $20 bills, a quarter, and a dime, where he received a penny in return.

[I still have some money left over…but I better save it]

“Thanks!” Said Brendon.

“No problem!” The elderly woman chimed.

Brendon walked away with two pretty necklaces. An action that would change his life forever.

Now it begins.

It was a relatively uneventful evening at home.

After Brendon showed his mother the two necklaces, she was awestruck by the fancy necklaces and thanked him for the pearl necklace. Brendon put away his necklace to try on later because he has a lot that he should be doing.

Brendon helped with his sister’s homeworks (reluctantly I might add).

The family ate their dinner, took showers, and generally went to bed. However, Brendon decided to stay up a bit longer to check up on his necklace.

“Ok, let’s take a closer look.”

He picked up his necklace and studied it.

“Hmmm…oh dang…the white egg pearl is pretty big.”

“Like almost bigger than my thumb…”

“The shape of the gold looks like a fire fighter sign. There are 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 rubies.”

“They’re also egg shaped.”

“It’s pretty heavy for a necklace, so I probably shouldn’t run with this.”

Brendon put on the necklace and looked into the mirror.

“Hmmmm….”

“Mmm…”

“I guess it’s nice.”

“…mmmm”

“I uh…”

“Umm”

Brendon doesn’t have any idea of what he bought.

Seriously, he has no fashion sense.

“I’ll keep it on for now. I might have an idea later on”

“Such as a plan for pumpkin spice latte.”

“Like how much pumpkin sauce should you use to keep it sweet but not too sweet.”

“There’s a coffee shop down the road, but it’s pretty expensive. But they do have croissants and pan dulce.”

“Man I could go for some pan dulce, maybe I can get some when I come back or such.”

“But I really don’t want to bump into Renaldo.”

“He’s rude.”

“Like the time that he sprayed me with water and I then slipped and fell from trying to catch him.”

“Or the time that he bumped me while I was dribbling the ball. Making me fall down.”

“Or the time that he put gum in my hair and I got in trouble for punching him.”

“Just unfair.”

That was years ago, Brendon.

“Like I’m just still mad over this.”

“Like I just don’t like him.”

“I hate him, honestly.”

“I hate his little goofy face.”

“I hate how he gets attention from everyone.”

“I hate how he gets away with shit.”

“I just don’t. Want. To. See. Him.”

He covers his mouth. And looks around.

“Oh shoot. I must’ve been pretty loud.”

“Sorry guys.”

He walks into the kitchen and looks at himself in the mirror.

“I honestly don’t like how I look like. I mean I’m messy. I stink. I’m generally the face of gross things…I wish I looked pretty. Like a dragon lady, with sexy clothes, a long tail, beautiful wings, and a voice that everyone goes ’Mama Mia’…”

Brendon snickers to himself.

“hehehe”

Then he takes a deep breath.

“Besides, I’m always the “quiet one.” Like I have stuff I want to say as well. Like for example, I like leotards….shit no…anything except for what I draw.”

“Never mind, I’ll probably just never mention that at all.”

“I sound like a pervert.”

“Ignore the part about the dragon lady stuff…”

Brendon sighs.

Then he went to the kitchen to clean the table to make space to draw his character.

He set the sketchbook down, opened up to a blank page and picked up his pencil.

He then put on his headphones to listen to his playlist of random songs that he liked.

“Ok, time to draw Madeline.”

Brendon proceeded to draw his character.

He drew the figure (body), he drew an overall leotard shape, he marked where the gloves and thigh highs would end, then he hurriedly drew a tail with fins.

Brendon stopped for a moment…

He started thinking…

Then he made quick shapes for wings, then sketched the fingers, the horns, the hair…

Along the way, he made a few mistakes.

Then he erased them.

Then he drew them again, made a mistake and erased.

This was how he usually draws…

He sketches the long skirt. Gotta have cover, I suppose.

He sketches the top part…

A…boob window…and a choker…

Oh boy.

The gloves…they’re baggy around the shoulders and tight around the wrist…

And he gave her a…rose…on the waist…

And…oh my…he’s drawing a vine pattern around the skirt…

how…complicated…

Anyways, Brendon’s eyes began to grow heavy. He stood up from his seat and began to yawn and stretch.

His piece remains as a sketch…

Smudges, furry lines, an overly simple face on top of a detailed body.

A front facing figure, hands that may not remain the same, multiple fabric folds.

Need I go on?

“Alright, that’s enough…” Brendon muttered.

He packed up his sketchbook.

Packed it into his backpack.

Brushed his teeth and tongue.

He hates the taste.

Then he went to bed.

OK…Now it begins.

[cow-stealin-gal]

A Lady in Waiting

Chapter 1

[something I should’ve written long ago]

I don’t know about you, but I think that some, if not all of us, want to be someone else. 

Especially in the realm of fantasy, where anyone could be as powerful as they could be.

But in this case, a fellow is about to discover a secret that few have been offered.

Probably because she grown tired of all of the rejection. Whoops.

Chapter 1

“What a day.”

“I really want to buy something to eat”

“But I already ate, so why do I feel like buying snacks?”

“I traveled through whole crowds to get a limited edition Bakugan. That was the whole reason why I came here all this way for nothin, was to buy a special toy.”

The complainer over here is Brendon Rivera.

A college student, aged 22.

He often complained about stuff that happened to him.

Like the time he dropped a card onto a puddle of water.

[NOOOOO]

Or the time that he has to help out at work despite having no classes over the weekend.

[maaaaaaannnnnn]

Or the time that two buses passed by him.

[you absolute {beep-beep}, pieces of {beep}, {beep-beep}, I swear to lord I will {beep} {beep} {beeeeeep}.]

I’ll give him a pass for that. The bus system is a total mess.

Anyways, Brendon is walking around town moping about losing a toy that he didn’t need.

Until…he noticed a sign.

“Huh. That wasn’t there before.”

He takes a moment to read the sign.

Garage sale today. From 4/7 to 4/12.

Over on Gallon Road.

“Huh. A garage sale. Wonder if they have anything.”

This is where it began…ok maybe not.

It took Brendon five minutes to get there, mainly because he took his time walking.

But when he reached Gallon Road, he noticed a bunch of boxes, a couch, a few TVs, tables with several shirts, old big toys, shiny objects and oddly shaped objects.

“Huh.”

When he got closer, he saw a collection of toy cars, remote control cars, gold chain necklaces, even more shirts of different colors.

He also found lamps, vases, plates, a dark green couch with a patch of worn out red, a brown coat rack behind a pile of boxes and paintings.

“Oh dang.”

Then one object in particular caught his attention.

Two necklaces.

A pearl necklace fit for a lady.

And a necklace with a strange looking design, holding an egg-shaped white gem surrounded by six red gems.

Brendon found himself drawn to the large pearl.

He was bending over to get a closer look.

He developed an urge to buy them.

So he looked up and said,

“How much for these two?”

An elderly woman came over and told him,

“$120.34”

“Oh.”

[I mean…I was going to blow $250 on a limited edition Bakugan…]

“Ok”

[Welp, at least mom might like the pearl necklace.]

Brendon handed over 6 $20 bills, a quarter, and a dime, where he received a penny in return.

[I still have some money left over…but I better save it]

“Thanks!” Said Brendon.

“No problem!” The elderly woman chimed.

Brendon walked away with two pretty necklaces. An action that would change his life forever.

Now it begins.

It was a relatively uneventful evening at home.

After Brendon showed his mother the two necklaces, she was awestruck by the fancy necklaces and thanked him for the pearl necklace. As for the necklace that she que 

Brendon helped with his sister’s homeworks (reluctantly I might add).

The family ate their dinner, took showers, and generally went to bed. However, Brendon decided to stay up a bit longer to check up on his necklace.

“Ok, let’s take a closer look.”

He picked up his necklace and studied it.

“Hmmm…oh dang…the white egg pearl is pretty big.”

“Like almost bigger than my thumb…”

“The shape of the gold looks like a fire fighter sign. There are 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 rubies.”

“They’re also egg shaped.”

“It’s pretty heavy for a necklace, so I probably shouldn’t run with this.”

Brendon put on the necklace and looked into the mirror.

“Hmmmm….”

“Mmm…”

“I guess it’s nice.”

“…mmmm”

“I uh…”

“Umm”

Brendon doesn’t have any idea of what he bought.

Seriously, he has no fashion sense.

“I’ll keep it on for now. I might have an idea later on”

“Such as a plan for pumpkin spice latte.”

“Like how much pumpkin sauce should you use to keep it sweet but not too sweet.”

“There’s a coffee shop down the road, but it’s pretty expensive. But they do have croissants and pan dulce.”

“Man I could go for some pan dulce, maybe I can get some when I come back or such.”

“But I really don’t want to bump into Renaldo.”

“He’s rude.”

“Like the time that he sprayed me with water and I then slipped and fell from trying to catch him.”

“Or the time that he bumped me while I was dribbling the ball. Making me fall down.”

“Or the time that he put gum in my hair and I got in trouble for punching him.”

“Just unfair.”

That was years ago, Brendon.

“Like I’m just still mad over this.”

“Like I just don’t like him.”

“I hate him, honestly.”

“I hate his little goofy face.”

“I hate how he gets attention from everyone.”

“I hate how he gets away with shit.”

“I just don’t. Want. To. See. Him.”

He covers his mouth. And looks around.

“Oh shoot. I must’ve been pretty loud.”

“Sorry guys.”

He walks into the kitchen and looks at himself in the mirror.

“I honestly don’t like how I look like. I mean I’m messy. I stink. I’m generally the face of gross things…I wish I looked pretty. Like a dragon lady, with sexy clothes, a long tail, beautiful wings, and a voice that everyone goes ’Mama Mia’…”

Brendon snickers to himself.

“hehehe”

Then he takes a deep breath.

“Besides, I’m always the “quiet one.” Like I have stuff I want to say as well. Like for example, I like leotards….shit no…anything except for what I draw.”

“Never mind, I’ll probably just never mention that at all.”

“I sound like a pervert.”

“Ignore the part about the dragon lady stuff…”

Brendon sighs.

Then he went to the kitchen to clean the table to make space to draw his character.

He set the sketchbook down, opened up to a blank page and picked up his pencil.

He then put on his headphones to listen to his playlist of random songs that he liked.

“Ok, time to draw Madeline.”

Brendon proceeded to draw his character.

He drew the figure (body), he drew an overall leotard shape, he marked where the gloves and thigh highs would end, then he hurriedly drew a tail with fins.

Brendon stopped for a moment…

He started thinking…

Then he made quick shapes for wings, then sketched the fingers, the horns, the hair…

Along the way, he made a few mistakes.

Then he erased them.

Then he drew them again, made a mistake and erased.

This was how he usually draws…

He sketches the long skirt. Gotta have cover, I suppose.

He sketches the top part…

A…boob window…and a choker…

Oh boy.

The gloves…they’re baggy around the shoulders and tight around the wrist…

And he gave her a…rose…on the waist…

And…oh my…he’s drawing a vine pattern around the skirt…

how…complicated…

Anyways, Brendon’s eyes began to grow heavy. He stood up from his seat and began to yawn and stretch.

His piece remains as a sketch…

Smudges, furry lines, an overly simple face on top of a detailed body.

A front facing figure, hands that may not remain the same, multiple fabric folds.

Need I go on?

“Alright, that’s enough…” Brendon muttered.

He packed up his sketchbook.

Packed it into his backpack.

Brushed his teeth and tongue.

He hates the taste.

Then he went to bed.

OK…Now it begins.

[foxgloveinspace]

I was tagged by @patchmates (THANK YOU!!!)

• Name

Dakota or Fox (whichever one you find yourself calling me more is a ok! They are both my names for a reason lol)

• Pronouns

He/him

• Where do you call home?

uhhh… the inside of books lmao (15 min outside of small town nowheresville in MO usa: I don’t really like it here very much and I’d like to leave.)

• Favorite animal

Cats

• Cereal of choice

Honey Comb

•Are you visual, auditory, or kinesthetic learner?

Visual

• First pet

Hmmm, my sister had a dog, a mini dachshund I named Gilligan as a kid. I played with him the most since she worked, and so even though he was my sisters I think I spent the most time with him. Miss him all the time.

• Favorite scent

Coffee-Whisky from Bath & Body-Works. (I have the lotion but I like the cologne too)

I also like florals and citrus scents.

• Do you believe in astrology

Yes, sorta.

• How many playlists do you have on spotify/apple music?

Spotify?? Idk I save a bunch, Amazon music (my main cause my sister pays for it) I had about 80 last time I checked?? But I’ve been deleting some cause when you start getting so many the app starts breaking lol.

• Sharpies or highlighters?

Both?? I’m a stationary addict lol. Highlighters if I had to choose one.

• Song that makes you cry?

I don’t cry to songs a lot. Sad Christmas music usually gets to me.

• Song that makes you happy?

Eh, what can I say. ABBA makes me happy, lol.

•And finally, do you write/draw/create?

I write fanfic (trying to write an og novel but it’s not easy), and I draw chibis sometimes but I’m not the great at it. I also do yarn art (knitting and crocheting).

I’ll tag:

@thoseeyeslikefire @thelittlest-lynx @absentviolet @manletsexual @blue-lollipops-and-ice-clouds @bluesey-182 @wrath-of-medea and @ anyone who feels like doing this! (As always if I’ve tagged you and you don’t want to do this, no problem!!)

I knew I was forgetting someone, this is why I don’t do these right after waking up usually😭😭😭😭 @excelsior9173

• Name

• Pronouns

• Where do you call home?

• Favorite animal

• Cereal of choice

•Are you visual, auditory, or kinesthetic learner?

• First pet

• Favorite scent

• Do you believe in astrology

• How many playlists do you have on spotify/apple music?

• Sharpies or highlighters?

• Song that makes you cry?

• Song that makes you happy?

•And finally, do you write/draw/create?

[acaciasmith8]

BLOSC Acacia's Adventures The First Chapter: Chapter 4

(Flashback)

On the day on Elementary School, Amber Smith (AKA Acacia's Mom) quickly go speed walking in the hallway and saw a random kid got blood on the head in the nurse's office passing by. When she pass by the nurse's office she went to the principal's office.

Principal: oh good your here.

Amber saw Acacia with her hair messed up, crying, and hugging her sketchbook tightly.

Amber: has Acacia done something wrong?

Principal: your daughter has hit one of the students with her lunch box.

Amber: she did what?

She looked at Acacia and she didn't say a word or looked at her mother.

Amber: is there a reason why she did it?

Principal: well we talk to some other kids who's the witness of this mess. And they said that this kid who's been snatching her sketchbook that she's been drawing in the middle of lunch.

Amber looks at Acacia again, and still notice she's hugging her sketchbook very tightly.

Principal: I think it's best if your daughter will be suspended for the week. You and your daughter can go now Mrs Smith, I hope you'll help her for the week.

Amber went to Acacia reached in to Acacia hand and slowly hold on to it. When they walked through the hallway Acacia saw the the injured student 's parents yelling at the nurse and saying horrible things to Acacia. Her eyes wided and Burst into tears when her eyes turn red and fade to hazel.

(Flashback ended)

Star command

Acacia got zoned out and think of memories that she remembered. She blinked a few times and look around, she didn't remember how she got in star command. But she did remember that she was saved by Buzz Lightyear and his Space Ranger team. She looked around and noticed she's rapped around a blanket, sitting down. She saw Buzz Lightyear talking to his Commander, she looked down for a minute thinking, closing her hazel eyes, and open to red eyes! Acacia got up, still had the blanket wrapped around her, and walk towards Buzz and the Commander.

Acacia: Mr Lightyear? I wanted you to thank you for saving me from Zurg, but........ I want you to take me back.........

Buzz got shocked of what she says and look at the Commander silent.

After several minutes Acacia's in the Star Command medical bay sitting on a examining table. She waited for a minute and notice a doctor shows up.

Dr Mercury: hello miss Smith I am Dr Mercury and I'll be your doctor in star command for a while.

Acacia: I didn't ask Mr Lightyear to take me to a doctor! I ask him to take me back to Zurg.

Dr Mercury: I know, Mr Lightyear just told me about it before I came in. He just wanted to make sure your ok first.

Acacia got silent, and confused.

Dr Mercury: now, let start with your systems.

She use the ear temperature to put in Acacia's ear. When it got beeped she checked the number temperature.

Dr Mercury: hmmm, no fever, that's good.

She use the stethoscope to check her heartbeat. When she listens, her heart rate is normal. She puts the stethoscope away and get the blood pressure monitor. She put it on Acacia's arm, and pushed the thing to make it squeeze her arm. When she stops, she removes it.

Dr Mercury: blood pressure, normal, that's good as well. But there is a question, has your eyes always red?

Acacia: what? No! My eyes are hazel, it's always been.

Dr Mercury: hmm, I don't think you look carefully in the mirror.

She pulls her makeup mirror out of her pocket, opened it, and shows it to her. Acacia got surprised!

Acacia: I don't get it? I never had red eyes in my entire life!

Dr Mercury: I believe you, but I'm afraid I should check the X-ray. Now take your suit off and wear this gown.

Acacia listen to her and takes off the uniform. And Dr Mercury notice the claw marks on her arms and the handprint bruise on her wrist! Her eyes wided with horror and took a deep breath.

Dr Mercury: alright! Let's go.

They Went to the X-ray, Acacia lay down, and Dr Mercury uses the controls of the X-ray. When she uses it, the machine moves, and scan her whole body. When they're finished, Dr Mercury told Acacia to get in bed to have some rest, so she did.

Dr Mercury got out the medical bay and found Buzz Lightyear and his team waiting.

Buzz Lightyear: how is she? Is she anything controlling?

Dr Mercury: don't worry! Miss Smith is looks healthy and there is not trackers or control chips inside, but...........

Booster: what? What's wrong with Acacia.

Dr Mercury: I'm afraid that Miss Smith has what we call, Stockholm Syndrome.

Buzz, Booster, and Mira got shocked!

XR: Stockholm Syndrome?

Mira: It means she's falling in love with someone who is her kidnapper.

Booster: but I don't get it? Why would she have that?

Dr Mercury: it just happens whenever someone like her gets kidnapped. It's an unhealthy thing.

Buzz Lightyear: is there a way to get her Stockholm Syndrome out of here?

Dr Mercury: there is! I have an old friend who had Stockholm Syndrome, but she didn't have that until at the age of 15.

Dr Mercury pulls the card out of her pocket, and hand it to Buzz.

Dr Mercury: here's her card. Give it to Miss Smith until we figure out what to do. And there is something else I haven't showed Miss Smith yet. I need Buzz Lightyear and Commander Nebula to the briefing room immediately.

Buzz Lightyear: alright! You three keep and eye on Acacia. Make sure she hasn't done anything, and try cheering her up.

As Buzz and Dr Mercury left, the three rookies went in the bay and say Acacia laying in bed. Acacia notice them here and sat up.

Acacia: Booster?

Booster: I see you remember me.

Acacia: I've seen you come to my job every month.

Booster: I know, I just wanted to be sure. You remember my friends, Mira and XR right?

Acacia: XR maybe, Mira yes. Didn't you accidentally hit through the door when you got distracted by something?

Mira turned red or embarrassment!

Mira: I tried not too.

Booster: Buzz just wanted us to keep an eye on you so you wouldn't do anything bad.

Acacia: why would he think that?

XR: because this Dr Mercury told us you have Stockholm Syndrome.

Mira: XR SHUT UP!!!

Acacia: Stockholm Syndrome?

XR: yeah! Stockholm Syndrome. It means you have fa-

Booster tries to cover XR so he wouldn't say anything!

Booster: I'm sorry. What XR is saying is--

Acacia: oh no. I know what Stockholm Syndrome is, and I shouldn't be surprised..... The way I ask Buzz Lightyear like that, is a type of sign.

Booster: hey, don't worry about it. Buzz will figure out what to do and stop Zurg once and for all.

Briefing Room

Dr Mercury: so this, is a typical human skeleton I had scanned a few months back. And this is her chart, definitely a human skeleton but her bones has something on that looks like red roots rapped around her entire skull and bones. And it looks like it's been growing very slowly, maybe that could be the reason her eyes have been red right now.

The Commander try not to say anything but got himself sweating, shaking and his hands turned to a fist.

Buzz Lightyear: that's bad? Right?

Dr Mercury: well, it doesn't look like this Zurg is responsible for this. It seems to me that she gets that to one of her family that she's probably born with it like they have. Mr Lightyear, have you told someone at her work that she has a parent or a legal guardian?

Buzz Lightyear: yes I do! She has parents name Amber and Eliot Smith. Do you want to call them for questions?

Dr Mercury: yes, but not yet you should find a hiding place for Miss Smith so Zurg might not find her.

Medical Bay

Acacia and Team Lightyear have been hanging out for a while. But then Buzz Lightyear showed up.

Mira: Buzz! What did Dr Mercury say?

Buzz Lightyear: no time for that Mira, we need to Acacia out of here, Star Command is to risky to stay here.

Booster: what do you mean? I thought this'll be safe for her.

Buzz Lightyear: you may think that, but Zurg thinks this'll be the first place he'll look. We need to find a place where he would not expect.

Mira: well I can't take her to Tangea, my father would not like that. 

XR: Rhizome would be fitting for her, but Zurg would know there's no weapons in this planet.

Mira: what about Tradeworld?

Buzz Lightyear: no, there could be backstabbers somewhere.

Buzz and his team kept thinking, and booster thought of an idea.

Booster: I know a place where she can stay for a while!

Acacia looked at booster confused.

Jo-Ad 

Booster uses the Star Command shuttle to bring Acacia with him to his home planet called Jo-Ad. Before they went for a landing Acacia looked at the side window and looked at this land that looks like a farm, a village, and a big field. The Star Command shuttle has finally landed.

Booster: wait here Acacia, I'll be right back.

Booster got out of the shuttle, rush to his old house, and knock on the door. Acacia lean back to the chair waited patiently, until she notice another Jo-Adian is using a tractor on the field. He looks almost like Booster but he's orange, not red. 

When the orange Jo-Adian is busy driving the tractor, he caught his eye on Acacia. But little did he not know, there's a rock in a middle of the field! The tractor got tripped by the big rock and the orange Jo-Adian falls off the tractor! Acacia got shocked and got out of the shuttle and run to him.

Acacia: oh my gosh are you ok?

Orange Jo-Adian: yeah it's my fault, I didn't even see it there.

Acacia: no it's my fault! I got you distracted.

Acacia helps the orange Jo-Adian, and Booster and his parents notice them and ran to them.

Booster: Buster! Are you okay?

Buster: yeah! Don't worry about me. I notice you brought a new friend with you?

Booster: Acacia this is my oldest friend Buster, and these two are my parents. Everyone, this is Acacia Smith.

Mrs Munchapper: well it's nice to meet ya Miss Acacia, Boosty has told us about you. And you look prettier then I imagine.

Acacia: ummm thanks

Mr Munchapper: so, Booster? What was it that you were gonna say?

Booster: oh yeah! Maybe we should talk inside.

While they were inside of Booster's old house. Acacia's sitting on a big couch and eating some Bunzel Dumplings, and Booster, his old friend, and his parents are in a middle of a conversation on the other room.

Mrs Munchapper: oh my! That is awful! No wonder I notice a bruise on her wrist. 

Mr Munchapper: and I can't believe a monster like Zurg would do something terrible to an innocent person like Acacia.

Buster: is that you you bring her here?

Booster: yeah, this is all I can think of. I mean I could take her to Roswell, but I don't think Acacia's ready to know about those guys yet, even Becky.

Mrs Munchapper: oh we understand Boosty. We have the best hiding place for her in this house, and she is welcome to stay at our home.

Buster looks at Acacia, and notice she had a sad look.

Booster: thanks you guys! I better get back to Star Command, I gotta let Buzz know. And I'll call you tomorrow to check on ya to see how's she's doing.

Later that night

Buster left to go to his home. And Mrs Munchapper setting up the big couch as a bed for her.

Mrs Munchapper: it's not much, but I hope you'll be comfortable.

Acacia smiled

Acacia: I will ma'am! And thank you for letting me stay here.

Mrs Munchapper: oh sure, it's not a problem. I will see ya in the morning.

As Mrs Munchapper shut the lights out, and left. Acacia's smiles faded out, and lay down with a sigh. She looked at the ceiling and thinking about the red sky. She hates to think that she misses it.

And she misses him too.......

[childeproof]

on this post i’ll be answering the cat questions for childe! been thinking of him lately anyways, lol.

tabby cat : is your f/o snuggly? are you? if so, what are your favourite ways to cuddle?

yes to the first & second questions! we’re both pretty physically affectionate in general so snuggling & cuddling occurs often when we have down time together. idm whatever but childe has a preference for resting his head against my body (shoulder, chest, stomach, lap/thighs, etc) when we cuddle.

ginger cat : who is the most intelligent? who is the sensible one? or do you share one braincell?

we’re both smart & dumb in our own ways.. like we don’t share one brain cell, it’s not that type of vibe but where one of us fails the other excels, y’know? plus we’re the type of people that both enjoy learning new things regardless. verdict: neither of us are super smart but neither of us are super dumb.

calico cat : do you consider yourself lucky that you met your f/o? do they consider themselves lucky that they met you? why? 

my s/i for genshin (specifically the one that ends up with childe) is currently unnamed but the answer is NO. he does not consider himself lucky to have met childe, only because luck never had anything to do with their situation. they met during their youth while training in the fatui (childe went on to become a harbinger, my s/i was a high level grunt before faking his death to escape). it’s a bit of a sour memory for my s/i, them meeting. childe, however, definitely considers himself lucky to have met my s/i. he feels like a part of him that would’ve been lost was briefly saved by how kind my s/i was. that part of him died the moment my s/i left.

tuxedo cat : do you both prefer fancy dates where you dress up, or casual dates? 

childe prefers fancier dates because he likes to spend & he likes to show off, i prefer casual dates but i don’t mind being pampered. we usually just alternate date ideas!

black cat : do either of you like haunted houses? or does either of you get spooked? if so, how do you comfort your f/o / your f/o comfort you?

childe would like the haunted house, i would refuse to go. i think if i went in and someone scared me i’d whip around and punch them. instead of haunted houses we watch scary movies (easier to digest) and childe wraps his arm around me whenever something uncomfortable happens. i’m not scared of movie gore much, just jump scares!

white cat : are your f/o’s eyes particularly striking to you? in what way? do they find themselves captivated by yours, in turn? 

YES they are so interesting because they lack the sort of “light” that other people from his source have. childe’s eyes are like a deep, terrifying ocean. they remind me of deep sea exploration, the horrors of the unknown. they’re very captivating. childe only admires my eyes when we cuddle, he’s not particularly fascinated by them (and that’s ok!). he likes my glasses, however.

tortoiseshell cat : who has the worse temper? can you get snippy with each other?

childe has the worst temper especially when he can’t understand why i’m doing something. we both can get pretty snappy & heated when it comes to arguments, lol, but it’s something we’re working on. we try to hold hand when we argue because it’s a small reminder that we still love each other (and it helps to remind you not to say something you don’t really mean).

siamese cat : who is chattier/louder, you or your f/o?

childe.

persian cat : are you a high or low maintenance couple? who has the most rigorous grooming routine? do you help each other?

hmmm.. i would say low maintenance. i have the more rigorous grooming routine just bc it’s self care for me to put effort into myself & he doesn’t help bc i don’t want him to mess any of my stuff up! but he does call me cute afterwards ^_^

maine coon cat : are you a stay at home couple, or do you like going on trips together?

we love trips! my dream vacation with childe would probably be a cruise somewhere nice, i’ve been on cruises before and it’s AMAZING! he’d definitely enjoy it! sometimes he goes afk on the fatui & whisks me away on vacation suddenly :]

bengal cat : do either of you have a particular love for swimming? do you like to take baths or showers together?

childe can swim but he doesn’t do it as a hobby, i can swim (barely) so neither of us are really into it like that. we do bathe together from time to time just to save time & water. it can get romantic but most of the time we’re just doing our business and getting out.

sphinx cat : who prefers wearing sweaters the most? neither, both? do either of you knit? would you ever wear matching sweaters?

i don’t like the texture / feeling of most sweaters #autism so probably childe! i don’t knit, i sew. childe doesn’t knit but his mother does. we would not wear matching sweaters (again, texture issues), but we would wear matching tshirts (which are better anyways).