#hopefully I'll be back like next week -fingers crossed-

[bronx-bomber87]

Hello lovely fandom! It’s tiiimmeeeee. I’m so ready for this premiere. This hiatus felt like the longest one yet. Probably cause they weren’t allowed to share literally anything for months and months. While I might still gripe we’re only getting 18 and 20 would’ve been better….I am psyched to be analyzing a new season ❤️

Changing these up to First impressions cause mini and I don’t get along in terms of brevity. Now imma try and be briefer since I’ll be doing a deep dive next summer. Hopefully in our next hiatus. *fingers crossed* The library still a turd for new gifs. So had to make all mine. Also I must have a new angle at my new place. So they came out not how I wanted lol But after a full day of work I was too tired to re-do them all. It's a miracle this is coming out with how tired I am haha Anyways bear with me and hopefully next weeks gifs are better ha Off we go!

7x01 The Shot.

Cool thanks recap. Not like we forgot the breakup that ruined us all…Would like to say someday that won't ruin me to watch, but that's a lie...Love that to leave the lineup for recaps now. Thanks.

It's the little things like them sitting next to each other in the swat car that make me so happy. Not gonna lie I was grinning like a damn fool just seeing them seated together. God I missed them. Straight giddy them working together in the field. It’s where they originated. It’s where they’re going to heal.

I love her directing him in the field. That snap of her fingers and he knows instantly what she needs and follows. That beautiful rhythm only they can achieve. Silent communication at it's finest folks. Mmm loving this. Lucy taking down a dude double her size and Tim coming in to help finish him off. Hot damn I love them in the field. Legit ship crack to me everyone. Look at those beautiful humans in motion above. I can't get enough.

Oooh lord T.O Tim *fans self* Mmm Can’t say haven’t missed him. I'll be real honest. Yum. Thank you Nolan for not undermining him while he sized them up. We would've had words sir. It probably shouldn't delight me watching him tear them apart, and yet here we are with me drooling over him. With zero regrets. Just nice to see him in his element after being knocked out of it last year. I shall enjoy this year for him I can already tell.

Ha! Bingo card hit. That's one square down. ‘Grey guides Lucy with her career.’ Yasss I’m a dork I know but you all knew this ha Grey pulling strings to get her to T.O. "Temp." I’m sure it’ll stick. He see’s what a good teacher and leader she is. Look at him jumping starting this for her. Nudging her in the right direction.

Lucy not being sure....Still battling with that UC identity and detective path. Some left over S6 bleh hanging around. I think Grey is setting her path and she has no idea how ‘not temporary’ this will be. At least IMO. I see her excelling at this and wanting to stay at it. Plus like Grey said it’ll strengthen her position should detective come back up. Also like to list the reasons why I think this will be good for her.

One it'll rebuild her confidence. Something we all know was shattered and then run over by s6. Second it'll give her a new purpose and clarity for her career. (Which is also a bingo square for me. Yes I'll be tallying mine all year lol) Now she has to accept being a FT one for it to apply but I think it will. Lastly it'll get rid of the pesky 'Chain of Command' issue for them later on. Because we don't want that again.

Tim enters the chat and he is a most welcome addition. The mini banter about her training. I'm here for it and I love love love it. Look at the flirty smirks on these idiots. Like breathing fresh air once again. The small smirks have me reeling. Gimme. Grey although has no time for this LOL Ushering their asses out. Just happy they can breathe the same air again and not have it be nuclear.

Then the real banter begins. I’ve missed them so much. I wanna cry. Tim instantly offering to give her tips. Is this one of his small doses? Possibly I think he would’ve offered this as an olive branch either way tbh. But I love seeing how eager he is to bond with her over this. Lucy’s so cute with her ‘ My rookie.’ Girl you’re gonna wanna stay a T.O. I already see it.

Lucy of course has her sassy answer locked and loaded for him. He answers right back. Goodness their banter is top tier. And woo another bingo card for me. Well this was not in my official bingo card. BUT I did say how if she ended up as a T.O. this season this would happen. In my 6x08 review said they would end up doing a bet over who trains a better rookie. And here we are. I'm enjoying my spoils and grinning like a happy fool. Which is nice after spending the second half of s6 being emotionally spent and destroyed.

Oh Lucy, like you could ever walk way from your man about a competitive bet of all things. This is how they’re gonna heal my friends. Going back to the beginning. To their roots. Where this rock solid bond was started. In the field. Along with some banter and fiery competition thrown in. This new dynamic has me so giddy I can’t even contain myself.

You can see how excited Tim is she’s going to be a T.O. With him. Flirting with her by offering this up. Moth to a flame with her in general. But this? Man is raring to go. Being a T.O and competition with his girl? He is beaming with excitement. Also probably knows this is a good way to further his cause of mending fences.

The goading of her oh my lord. It’s s4 all over again and I’m here for it. Except Tim is far more aware he’s in love with this woman. The straight teasing and flirting in front of the entire station. Welcome back. Oh my word I love sfm. His telling smirk is amazing. Reeling her back in slowly LOL

Nolan actually ignites more flirty flirts for them when he tells them about the ringer. Because classic John can't shut his yapper. I’ve truly missed this high grade goodness though. Lucy accusing him of hustling her haha Tim deescalates her like only he can with his strong logic. Saying it's actually harder that he has previous experience. He’s not wrong. First thing I thought about him when they said he had experience…Poor Seth called a virgin lmao

The rookies get assigned and we get jealous/protective Tim. Welcome back to our screens. You've been missed. *grabs ice water* This premiere is trying to kill me in the best way. I was here for the show. You tell that cocky little boy babe. I think someone else had one of the rookies flirts with Lucy in their bingo card. So you get that square ha The balls to do that in front of Tim. This kid has a death wish on wheels.

Ovary explosion at the way he barked at him though. Man is making me thirsty af. Also this kid is not a ringer in the least. I know what it’s like to de-program someone. It’s not easy. When I would get someone from another team (and terrible manager btw) I would spend the first 30 days just getting rid of the bad habits before I could begin to mold them. So ringer he is not....Lucy has a better shot with fresh meat tbh. Seth is far more impressionable. Hence her finishing line above.

Tim TEARS Texas a new one. Was kind of hoping he would. Nothing like a solid Tim T.O. rant. This kid needed it holy cow. Too damn cocky for a rookie even with experience. Makes it worse. Get em Tim! I’m enjoying this far too much. Haha Mmm. Sidelines his ass as he should. Maybe he can rejoin when his ego is in check.

This scene had me cackling. First off look at them both with crossed arms. I'm dying. Also Lying liars who lie LOL Both struggling a little bit with their rookies. It’s hilarious. Can’t ever admit fault of course. Very s4 vibes going on here I love it sfm.

Friggin Nolan has to be include himself...Listen John they checked the guest list for this work flirt convo. You're not on it sir. So needy this one. He actually didn't bug me much at all in this one. Probably the lack of Bailey....

Tim’s final T.O scene has me drooling holy hell. The jacket, the stern taking to, and telling them to suck less? I’m dying hahaha I loved how this was shot. Seeing the faces as Tim grills them both. Putting them in place. I love it sfm I'm so VERY excited for this season for him. If this was our look into it I am ready for more.

Oh my word, this final scene of theirs. If you don’t feel giddy, and a sense of promise for reconciliation from this interaction, I can't help you. LOL. I mean that in the nicest way haha I really do. The subtext running through this scene like a bullet train of hope. The moment begins with puppy dog Tim. Let’s take a second to contrast how he just was with the rookies earlier. To seeing his girl in the parking lot. That's the Lucy Chen effect.

That man is walking on air, and beaming his best ‘Lucy’ smile as he approaches her car, looking like a damn snack I wanna devour. I adore the swapping of stories. Giving each other shit but staying confident in their abilities to right their rookies ships as it were. Lucy saying ‘Tomorrow is another day.’ With Tim’s hopeful ‘Yes it is.’ Got me all in my damn feels. To me it’s a positive setup for the entire season. The low key flirty vibes here are glorious first and foremost. Second the flirting inside the promise with those two lines has me reeling.

The smiles they both convey just shows our babies are healing. Lucy is healing. She isn’t holding back with the positivity and flirting right back. There is this underlying UST too. But the most beautiful part is their talk about 'Tomorrow'. Tomorrow is another day for them to get one step closer to being who they once were. Only stronger. Tim’s 'Yes it is.' Is everything. His tone of voice, how he’s looking at her, and that determination to make something out of every day he gets with her. Driven to make tomorrow a day he inches one step closer to the promise he made in the elevator in 6x10. Oooh lord I’m excited for this season.

I said couple days ago how amped I was for this new dynamic. Them being T.O’s together and finding their way back in this fashion. It’s a fantastic and true to them way to do it. Couldn’t be more excited. The LOOKS everyone my god. The way he is pining after her. Doesn’t tear eyes away for a second as she pulls off. And our girl checks the mirror not once but TWICE.

Making eyes right back at him. This scene should excite the hell out of you. I’m scaling the walls right now haha This is as a very very promising opening episode for them. Little more proof they're going to make their way back. Won't be right away but it's coming. This is what I was longing for when we left off all those months ago.

For them to be in a better place to even start this healing. I’m so ready for this journey. I really am. Trusting the writers to do this at the right pace. So when it does happen and it will. We’re gonna be on cloud 9 x1000 Ooof lord that was good. They know how to close out an ep our ship. Watched promo for next ep. I’m vibrating with excitement.

The UST I feel from that little clip is the beauty of Eric and Melissa. This season gonna be incredible i feel it deep in my soul baha Now I’m excited we don’t have a break now that we’re here. As always thank you thank you thank you. To any and all who comments(love me to chat don’t be shy wanna theorize with you all) , like or reblog these. You have no idea how much it means to me. Also proud of myself for keeping this brief ish for me lol Below is my side notes feel free to comment on anything said in this or below till next week my lovely fandom :)

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Side notes non Chenford

No Bailey in a the premiere was already staring off with a win for me. Sorry Jenna but ya know lol sorta not….really…

Lieutenant Grey! So happy for him. Solid reasoning why he got it. Sucks he feels bad but I'm glad for him.

Lots of action off the bat hot damn. They said we'd have more and I loved it

Oooh loving Wes being assumed to the station. Welcome sir. Happy to have you and more Wopez moments to come.

Aaron went to north Hollywood someone had to lol Makes sense he would leave due to Blair. Also leaves the door open for him to return someday. Which makes my heart happy.

Poor Wes has to hear the recording of a man wanting to do things to his wife lol oh my lord. He’s legit having a meltdown about it hahah I sense some trouble for Wopez. Should be interesting season for them.

[witchydigit]

Okay, so I've been on mandated rest because I think I sprained my hand during practice, my knee could always use more rest, and now when I was supposed to start backy coworker gave me her kid's cold because she didn't want to mask at work. One of these days I'll actually get to return to my schedule, I stg 😭

[sisterdivinium]

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[deansbeer]

𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐒 SKIES & 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 TIES

000. PROLOGUE ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ִ ݁ ♡ .

✸ 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟓; the first time you and jensen met.

PAIRING. cowboy!jensen x female reader ꒱

SYNOPSIS. in a stormy december of '95, your world shifts when jensen arrives at your family's ranch. what starts with an awkward meeting becomes something unexpectedly sweet.

WARNING(S). awkward first meeting | subtle flirting | hand-holding | jealousy | mentions of small town gossip | unrequited feelings | peer pressuring parents (?) | ranch work | storm preparation | self-consciousness | social anxiety.

kari yaps. hiii there, i feel SO soso happy n giddy inside, seeing all of u as excited as i am for this new series !!!! i'll try my best to keep up w it, esp this upcoming week for xmas <3 & if it isnt finished by then, hopefully by new years it is. HOWEVER, if it isnt done once the new year rolls in, someone yell @ me, i give u full permission !!!!! im crossing my fingers, though. n e ways :) love yall smmm <3

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓. ୨ৎ 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘.

DECEMBER brought the kind of cold that made texas feel foreign. you weren't expecting company that morning, which explained your current state: sleep shorts, an old long sleeve baby tee that had seen better days, and crew socks that reached above your ankles. your hair was a mess, tangled from sleep, but you didn't care—until your dad's voice boomed through the house.

"honey, alan's boy is here to help with the storm prep!"

you froze, halfway through pouring your coffee. through the kitchen window, you caught sight of a red chevy pickup truck pulling up, and your stomach dropped. everyone knew alan ackles' son—jensen was practically dallas royalty when it came to ranch families.

"coming!" you called back, but it was too late. the screen door creaked open, and there he stood: tall, broad-shouldered, in worn jeans and boots, his green eyes catching yours immediately.

"jensen, this is my daughter," your dad said, clapping him on the shoulder. "sweetheart, this is jensen."

you wanted to die right there, especially when his lips curved into a slight smirk. "nice to meet you," he drawled, his voice deep and warm. "nice pajamas."

your face heats up in embarrassment. "i wasn't exactly expecting visitors at seven in the morning."

"storm's not gonna wait for proper attire, darlin'," your dad chuckled. "why don't you go get dressed? you're helping us today."

"what? dad, no—"

"actually," your mom chirped, appearing from nowhere like she always did when there was potential for embarrassment, "if you help today, we can hit the mall this afternoon."

you narrowed your eyes. "promise?"

"cross my heart."

yeah, you're never going to the mall.

twenty minutes later, properly dressed in jeans and boots, you found yourself trailing behind jensen and your dad toward the stables. the horses needed tending first—they were always priority during storms.

"beauty's been real fussy lately," your dad was saying. "might need extra attention."

"i can handle the horses," you offered quickly. anything to avoid more awkward interaction with jensen.

your dad nodded. "good idea. jensen and i'll check the fencing. don't forget to clean their areas too."

you watched them head off, relief flooding through you until beauty, your black mare, nudged your shoulder. "i know, girl," you muttered. "i'm a mess."

the next hour passed peacefully enough. most of the horses were being difficult—storm weather always made them antsy—but beauty kept them in line with warning neighs whenever they got too rowdy. you were halfway through brushing down the last horse when boots scuffed against the stable floor behind you.

"need any help?"

you jumped, spinning around to find jensen leaning against one of the stalls. "jesus, wear a bell or something."

he laughed, pushing off the frame and walking over. "your dad said to come check on you. more workers showed up to help with the heavy lifting."

"'m fine," you said quickly, turning back to the horse. "almost done."

"you sure? because that one looks about ready to bite."

as if on cue, the horse snapped its teeth, and you jerked back. jensen stepped forward, his chest brushing your back as he reached for the brush. "here," he murmured, his breath warm against your ear. "let me."

you stepped aside, watching as he effortlessly calmed the horse with a few gentle strokes. "show off."

"nah," he grinned. "just been doing this since i could walk. your ranch is different though. bigger than ours."

"yeah?" you leaned against the stable wall. "how so?"

and just like that, the awkwardness melted away. jensen told you about his family's ranch, about learning to ride before he could properly run, about the differences in how each ranch operated. by the time your dad called everyone in for dinner, you'd almost forgotten about your embarrassing first meeting.

your mom, ever the hostess, had prepared enough food to feed an army. neighbors started arriving, filling your house with chatter and laughter. you showered and changed, choosing a soft sweater and clean jeans, your hair finally tamed.

"movie time!" someone called after dinner, and suddenly the living room was full of kids your age, all piling onto couches to watch christmas reruns.

you tucked yourself into the corner of the couch, trying to take up as little space as possible. but then jensen sat next to you, his thigh pressing against yours despite the space on his other side. you tried to scoot away, give him room, but he just moved closer.

"cold?" he whispered, and before you could answer, his hand found yours.

your palm went instantly clammy. across the room, you caught daisy oliver's glare—everyone knew she had a thing for jensen, had been trying to catch his eye for months. you tried to pull away, but his fingers tightened.

"relax," he murmured, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. "this okay?"

you nodded, unable to form words, and spent the rest of the night hyper-aware of every small movement of his hand against yours.

the next morning, you hid in your room, avoiding the inevitable goodbye when his dad came to pick him up. you'd heard the rumors about him and daisy so holding his hand felt like crossing a line you hadn't meant to cross.

you didn't know then that jensen had never looked twice at her. didn't know that he had spend the whole ride home telling his dad about the girl in pajamas who'd caught his eye. didn't know that this was just the beginning.

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[seraphinitegames]

The Wayhaven Chronicles - Update 29/July/2024

Do you ever have one of those weeks where everything is unexpected?

Well, it was definitely one of those last week, lol!

I haven’t had access to my laptop since mid-week last week, which means all my reference, variable reference, plans and things are all inaccessible, as well as normal things like emails, etc.

But I always back-up Book Four on an SD card, which means luckily I still had that! So I’ve been able to work on the different unit scenes in what is becoming a seriously stonkingly beefy Chapter Three, just with some interesting notes to myself I need to go back and fill in.

Eg. "Oh, so close," Maaka jeers at his brother with a smile.

Tane glares at him [through what coloured eyes does he have?],

So that’s been an interesting way to write, hehe! :D But it at least means I can write even with my laptop out of commission for the moment!

I will have it again on Wednesday, but I won’t be diving in to fill in those moments quite then. Instead, I will be concentrating on polishing up and adding in anything from the readers for Chapter Two so that I can get the demo up on early access on Patreon hopefully for the weekend!

I know I’ve had 2 back I’d been waiting on, even without being able to access my emails, so hopefully the others will be back by Wednesday too! *fingers crossed*

Hope you all have an awesome week! Not long until the next update, so I'll talk to you all then <3

[luminescenttluna]

Genshin Fontaine soul mate au

Lyney

[y/n]'s request for a week off from work had finally been approved, they knew that their vacation was far overdue. A break away would be nice, maybe even a break away from liyue in general.. They liked their nation, but they never really actually gone anywhere so a change of things would be appreciated, maybe even an adventure.. they don't really want to go to inazuma, mondstat isn't really where they want to go either.. they're not really feeling like going to sumeru either... perhaps Fontaine? Yes, Fontaine sound like it would be fun.

[Y/n] never really bother to chase the red string that connected their finger to their soul mate's finger. They figured they would probably never meet them, not to mention, they just didn't have time to go out on a random goose chase. However today would be different, today they were going to go on an adventure. After all, why not? They're off for about a whole week so why stay at home when they have time to wonder around instead of stay in the confines of their home in Liyue? Fontaine sounds like it'd be interesting, those who travel from there always have interesting stories to tell, [y/n] was always fascinated by their stories after all; each and every story from an adventurer from Fontaine had a unique story to tell, who could blame them for trying to unearth their stories?

"ok... This is a first time actually leaving.. this should be everything that I'll need.." [y/n] mumbled to themselves. Then they noticed that their string led exactly where they wanted to go. Perhaps they could indulge themselves for once and follow the string though maybe they should use their map. They shrugged off the idea of following the string and pulled their map out and began their adventure. 

Now all that was left was to just head off for their adventure, they knew the would have to pass through Sumeru but they were not going to stop at Sumeru. [y/n] also knew that they would have to prepare to cross the desert, however they were unsure of how long of a journey it would be with the desert. Hopefully it wouldn't be too much of a hassle but [y/n] knew that it would be worth all the effort, from what they heard about Fontaine, [y/n] could tell that it was a beautiful nation. Now, they just needed to see it for themselves. With enough determination, they would be able to pull it off and see the beauty that Fontaine has to offer.

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Getting past the desert was more exhausting than what they had thought it would be but [y/n] managed to pull it off. When they go through it again, they'll be more prepared now that they know what to expect. They weren't too fond of the sand that just wouldn't stay out from their shoes but that was all over.. until they have to cross back again to go home. However, that's a worry for another time, now to focus on the present. Fontaine.

[y/n] walked the trail, pausing to admire the small animals and scenery. The waterfalls that they came across really left them breathless, the beautiful hues of blue, crystal water a shade of blue they never seen before. "so stunning.." They felt like a child lost in a candy store, everything was so beautiful, they knew that they would definitely use the scenery for their paintings. [y/n] continued to walk around, taking in everything that Fontaine had to offer. Then they spotted a rainbow rose, they crouched down next to it and closely observed the details in the petals for that would come in handy. Ideas for their next painting already coming to them. 

They got up, and continued their adventure. Their next destination was Fontaine city, they needed to know what it looked like, what the shops looked like, what everything looked like. That is when they realized that their string goes exactly to Fontaine. "So my soul mate must live in Fontaine.." [y/n] continued, although slightly curious as to what they soul mate looked like but their main focus at that moment was getting to Fontaine city.

Eventually, they arrived at their destination. "if only I remembered my camera I would have been able to take some photos for later.. oh well" and then they saw him. There he was, right there in front of them a little ways away but still right in front of them. Damn, he was stunning, they were in awe. [y/n] never thought that they would see someone so.. beautiful but there he was right in front of them. Then they noticed others around him, a girl helping him with the tricks he was performing; she had blonde hair as well and similar appearance to their soul mate. Then there was another person, shorter blonde hair that was lighter than the other two. 

[y/n] remained off to the side, not really wanting to be noticed, at least not right away. They wanted to continue to observe what was going on. The little magic show was something that they don't really get to see on the day to day basis so this was entirely new to them. "My, who do we have here? Charmed to meet you" Now he was directly in front of them. He bent down, lifted their hand, then pressed a gentle kiss to the top of their knuckles. [y/n] had no idea how to respond to the action that he displayed, they needed to say something but words just would not form at that moment.

"I am Lyney, the greatest magician of Teyvat." He said, now standing up straight. "I'm [y/n]" Finally, they were able to get the words out of their mouth. "so you're my soul mate" Lyney mused. "yeah..." Still not quite able to get over their shock, maybe they'll get to get to know each other more before they have to head back to Liyue. 

"How about we meet up at the café down the town tomorrow?" [y/n] was really quick to agree to Lyney's suggestion. Things will surely be more interesting in life now.

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Lynette

[y/n] was diving around the waters of Fontaine, collecting what they needed for their little experiment, to see how certain items acted when placed together. [y/n] prefers their solitude, they'd rather indulge in their hobbies and curiosities instead of socializing amongst the people, it also provides them more emotional control when they're off on their own. However, they're not against having someone to share their hobbies either. The possibilities of them having a soul mate is something that's never really crossed their mind either, I mean, if it happens then it happens but it wasn't all that much a concern to them. Besides; their world has always been in shades of black and white, they just figured it would remain like that.. little did they know...

[y/n] got out of the ocean and took their diver's helmet off, ready to get started with their little experiment. Placing their finds in their basket, they headed off to Fontaine. They wanted to look around before they headed home, after all there was always something to do. 

"-Come get your tickets! Come over here to but you tickets to Lyney's magic show!" 

huh? A magic show? how curious.. [y/n] walked over to the sell that was going on, intrigued by the idea of there being a magic show so soon. [y/n] never really went to one in the first place but perhaps this once wouldn't hurt? Shame that it's going to be in dull colors though, [y/n] would have loved to see what the colors that people speak so fondly of look like.. oh well maybe it'll happen. They then shrug the thought off as they purchase their ticket.

The show would start on a Tuesday that week at 5 in the afternoon. [y/n] began to look forward to the magic show.. they were not sure as to why but they could tell that it was going to be quite an experience.. who knows, maybe something completely unforgettable will happen? But anyways, now is time to PATENTLY wait though [y/n] has never really been all that good at containing their excitement which is why they never really let themselves fully experience it without it essentially being somewhat controlled but perhaps it will be alright this time.

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It's now the day of the magic show, [y/n] could barely contain their excitement. They were not sure why, but something was telling them that today was going to be the day.. what exactly did that mean? They had no idea. They're not against the idea of it either, they knew that today was going to be different.. now the question is, how exactly is it going to be different? well, they'd have to find out for themselves.

[y/n]'s seat was in the very front row as well, kind of ironic in a good way. They took their seat then began to 'patiently' wait for the show to start.

"Welcome everyone, I am the great magician Lyney and this is my dear sister and assistant Lynette!" [y/n] and Lynette looked at each other at the right time and everything exploded into color. Their worlds no longer the black and white that they once knew. [y/n] eye's were starting to hurt from how bright everything now was, everything is in so many different shades of colors, [y/n] never dared to even dream of their world being this bright and colorful.. they also quickly found themselves getting a little overwhelmed with how bright everything was.

Lynette was a little taken aback with how her world has suddenly burst into color though she was able to quickly adjust to the new situation. Lynette went back on autopilot mode and began helping Lyney with his tricks. She would have to inform Lyney later but right now, there is a show to perform and audiences to entertain.

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It was now 9 at night, [y/n] gave their applause as the curtains closed. The show was far beyond what they had expected to see.. They now knew what it feels like to see color, the overwhelming joy was a type of joy they had not experienced since they were a young child, one they didn't dare not to let go. Now they were curious.. would they get to meet their soul mate? They hoped so.

"excuse me [p/p], the twins would like to meet with you in the back" [y/n] was pulled out of their thoughts, they weren't really prepared for conversation but hopefully it's to get to know the person who literally brought color into their life. "Uh sure, lead the way." [y/n] proceeded to follow the mad to the changing rooms where Lyney and Lynette were at.

"My, so you're my dear sister's soul mate!" The magician exclaimed excitedly. "brother.." Lynette sighed while blowing the steam that came from her freshly made tea. "uh...yeah, I am" [y/n] never really anticipated this to happen at all, if they knew then they'd prepared for it. "sorry, I uh.." [y/n] trails off, not knowing what to say but fearing it to be considered rude to not say anything. Damn what to say? [y/n] didn't know but they needed to say something. Lynette took a sip of tea, completely unbothered.

[y/n] glanced over to Lynette, and admired how pretty she was... the urge to braid her ponytail suddenly came on but they shook it off right as soon as it appeared. [y/n] then looked over at Lyney, their words just wouldn't come out, it genuinely frustrated them. "So uh... you're Lyney and Lynette?" [y/n] inquired.. "that would be correct!" Lyney giggled while [y/n] awkwardly stood there, not knowing what else to say, they never been good at conversation.

Lynette cleared her throat to grab both Lyney's and [y/n]'s attention. "would you like some tea, it's quite calming." Lynette must have been able to tell that [y/n] was getting anxious. "yes please" [y/n] answered. Lynette brewed some more tea then handed it to [y/n]. "Do be careful, it's hot." [y/n] nodded. "thank you, Lynette" [y/n]'s heart was getting all fluttery, at this point they'd be convinced that they're having a panic attack but they weren't feeling panicky in the slightest bit.

perhaps, this will be the beginning to everything.. both [y/n] and Lynette looked forward to it.

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Freminet

[y/n] laid there in their bed dreaming about what their soul mate would be like, would they be shy? or maybe confident? perhaps sweet and caring? Would he be adorable? [y/n] bets they'll find their soul mate to be adorable. What would he look like? Would he have red hair? Maybe dark brown? or.. black? What about blonde? Would his eyes be brown? Or would they be light? Ooo what if they're green? Or blue! Would they have short hair or long hair? [y/n] wonders if they even have a soul mate, they hope they do.. They would love to meet them one day. Perhaps a nice drawing for the day.. [y/n] loved to draw on themselves although they were always told that they'd end up giving their soul mate lead poisoning, however they knew that their favorite markers were safe for being on skin so they continued drawing on their skin. Who knows, maybe they'll be able to meet their soul mate this way.

"What color for today.. Hmm..." [y/n] had trailed off, trying to decide on which color in their rainbow collection of sparkly markers to use today. "Ah! Blue! Blue it is today!" [y/n] grabbed the marker and began to draw on their thigh, they decided that a little scene with penguins would compliment the blue sparkly hue of the marker that they're using. "Just a touch here... Ah! Perfect!" their art was now complete. They sat there admiring the art the rested right up above their knee, and the way it sparkled added to it. Now that that's been done, all that's left now is to go take a stroll around or grab what they need, they're free for most of the day anyways so why not?

[y/n] checked to see if they needed to grab anything, whether it be art supplies, groceries, or basic hygiene products, turns out they were running low on paint so off they went to grab some paint. [y/n] wondered if they'd find some paint with some glitter, after all; little glitter never hurts anything. luckily their favorite art salesman is in Fontaine city this month, he does travel around Fontaine quite a bit trying to make a profit off of his supplies.

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"lets see... Yes! This is exactly what I was looking for!" [y/n] found the [f/c] paint AND it has sparkles! They purchased the paint they found then continued on their way after bidding the art salesman goodbye. They then came across a stall that had all kinds of snacks, ranging from all kinds of freshly baked goods. [y/n] browsed around before deciding on buying a loaf of bread. The brownies were really tempting but [y/n] knew that if they bought the brownies, they'd never make it home with the brownies so they bought the loaf of bread instead. There were so many shops in the city to visit, so many of different varieties, [y/n] wanted to visit each one.

[y/n] continued to browse around before deciding to go home so they could put away their new things. They placed their bread up then went to their art room and put their paints in the rainbow order that they have going on. "perfect" [y/n] muttered as they finished with their little order. They then start fixing themselves something to eat, perhaps [f/f] will do. They grab the ingredients to begin cooking.

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It was now late in the evening which was a perfect time for a stroll along side the beach and admire the scenery around it. Then [y/n] spotted him. He had the same exactly drawing on his thigh as they did with their thigh. He had short blonde hair with blue eyes. [y/n] thought he looked cute so they walked right up to him. "Hi! You must be my soul mate!" [y/n] paused, they didn't quite think that through and it honestly sounded better in their head but they decided to just roll with it. The blonde boy silently stood there not sure as to what to sat to such a bold statement. "uh..." He trailed off. [y/n] excitedly motioned at their leg, the drawing that was on their leg was also on him.

[So you're the one... who has been drawing these.." [y/n] eagerly nodded, overjoyed to have finally met their soul mate. It was the moment that they had finally dreamed of all their life since when they first learned what a soul mate was. "I did draw them! Oh how rude of me, my name is [y/n], you are?" "I am Freminet... pleasure to meet you [y/n]"

[y/n] thought that Freminet was adorable, they couldn't believe that he was their sole mate but they wouldn't have it any other way. "Do you want to get to know each other over dinner at a restaurant?" [y/n] quietly waited for an answer. 

"I would love to" Freminet agreed.

"great! How about we meet up at 5pm?"

"that sounds like a good idea"

Arlecchino

this one will be short as I'm unsure how to write for her.

[y/n] sat down next to Arleccino, [y/n] had traced the words that had already been said, almost as if they were reminiscing. "reminiscing again?" Arleccino hummed while she worked on some paperwork that she had. "What can I say? It's a fond memory~" [y/n] teased then nuzzled their head further into Arlecchino's warmth. [y/n] had always been a natural tease, but also a massive sweetheart. To be honest, [y/n] would probably also burn the world for their soul mate aka their partner without even a second thought.

'You do have an alluring aspect to you...'

'yeah, though I could say the same for you'

"I must admit myself that it is quite the fond memory" Arlecchino musses while [y/n] continues to lay there before nodding off. Arlecchino hums to herself as she glances at [y/n] who looked rather peaceful while in their slumber. "I suppose the paperwork can wait just this once." With that, she lifted [y/n] up, then carried them bridal style to their shared bedroom. She placed them on the bed before getting ready to leave.

"no... don't leave so soon..." [y/n] had their eyes half open but just mere seconds from falling back asleep. "alright, if that is what you wish for then I shall oblige in your request" With that, Arlecchino climbed into the bed next to [y/n]. [y/n] rested their head on her chest then fell asleep to the sound of her heartbeat acting as their personal little lullaby. Arlecchino ran her finger through [y/n]'s hair, quietly humming to herself, the setting itself was rather calming if she does say so herself. Arlecchino readjusted her arms into a more comfortable position before resting her eyes for a little nap, besides it's not like a small nap with her significant other is going to harm anything.

Furina

Furina sat in the living room in [y/n]'s lap, they were trying to decide what to do for the day but just couldn't make up their mind. "Maybe a stroll around town? although we've done that many times before.." [y/n] sighed, they really didn't where they wanted to go, at the same time though not really wanting to go anywhere in particular. Both ends of the red string connecting both Furina to [y/n], the exact way they met.

[y/n] followed the red string due to intense curiosity and that is how the came across Furina. [y/n] giggled as they remembered the shocked look of her face, it was an adorable expression that [y/n] will treasure. They gently grabbed Furina's chin and moved her face to where the could kiss her, flustering her in the prosses. "you are incredibly adorable, you know that?" Furina was flustered beyond words, the simple little action always flusters her. 

[y/n] lifts Furina up then stands up themselves, they didn't want their little cuddle session to end so soon. They carried her into the kitchen then placed her down next to them while Furina still had her arms wrapped around [y/n]. [y/n] grabbed the ingredients needed to bake a cake, they felt a little crafty, the type that baking would solve. 

"Ooo what are you making" [y/n] smiled at Furina's enthusiasm, finding it to be the cutest thing. "it's going to be a [f/f] cake with [f/c] icing" [y/n] grabbed the icing that they planned on using and placed it off to the side then prepared all the baking ingredients into the cake pan while trying to keep Furina from tasting the cake batter before it's done cooking. [y/n] then placed the cake into the oven then began waiting for it to finish baking.

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They cake was taken out of the over and placed on a spot to cool so [y/n] could decorate it. [y/n] looked at Furina then kissed the tip of her nose, watching the way her nose scrunched up at the display of affection. "I know I say this all the time but you are incredibly adorable, Furina~" [y/n] brushed a strand of hair away from Furina's face while Furina sported a light shade of red.

"No I am not!" Furina pouted while folding her arms across her chest, [y/n] let out a little snicker at the action displayed. "you are though, especially right now~" [y/n] opened the icing, swiped a some over her lips then started to decorate the cake.

Chlorinde

might be a little ooc

[y/n] has spent years longing for the possibility of meeting their soul mate, wondering who they could be. They kept rereading the sentence that's on their wrist, trying to decipher just who their soul mate could be. They wondered when they would meet their soul mate, would it be sooner or would it even happen at all? What does their soul mate even look like? What do they like doing in their spare time? Do they have a profession? [y/n] could never get the questions out of their mind

'you should really be more careful'

'woah..'

Regardless of how hard they tried, they just couldn't seem to get anywhere in regards of their soul mate. It was a never ending cycle, though they never really made an effort to stop the cycle. [y/n] gets up, gets dressed, then goes to take care of anything that they need to before heading out to Fontaine city.

"I need groceries, I've ran low." [y/n] muttered to themselves while on the trip to the city, all they really needed was some fruit, vegetables, herbs, and bread. "ah yes, this should do" They walked up to a shop that had all that they needed minus the bread then bought what they needed.

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While lost in thought; [y/n] continued walk around, not really paying attention to where they are going. Then the crashed into someone hard enough to knock them onto their ass. "sorry, I wasn't paying attention-" The woman standing before [y/n] was stunning, she was the definition of gorgeous that it rendered [y/n] speechless.

"You should really be more careful" Chlorinde extended a hand to help [y/n] up. [y/n] continued to sit there, not realizing the hand that's in front of their face. "woah..." was all [y/n] could muster... then it hit them both. they're each other's soul mates. [y/n] then saw the hand that was in front of their face and grabbed it and got up to their feet.

"so you're my soul mate.." [y/n] mustered, still in awe with how pretty Chlorinde was let alone that it was her who was [y/n]'s soul mate. "I guess I could say the same for you" Chlorinde, in just about the same amount of shock as [y/n] "I'm sorry... you're stunningly beautiful" [y/n] almost whispered but Chlorinde heard it perfectly clear. "Why thank you"

[y/n] picked their bags back up off of the ground, placing them back onto their arm. Clearly, today was the day that they got to meet their soul mate now they just need to get to know them.

"So uh, do you wanna get some tea when you're free and get to know each other?"

"that sounds like a wonderful idea."

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Tengen's legs carried him to the living room with such speed it startled everyone else inside. Only one person caught his interest however as f/c eyes turned to him surprised.

"YOU!!"

You jumped dropping the now empty paper bag as Tengen was suddenly looming over you with a focused, tense look in his eyes and his hands gently grabbed your cheeks.

"You're perfect. YOU'VE GOT TO BE MY NEXT MUSE!!"

The entire room was silent as everyone had turned to Tengen after hearing the yell he had put out. The only sounds to be heard was the TV still playing the comedy movie they had been watching and Suma and Mitsuri still chewing on the food you'd gifted them. They're cheeks both bloated out comically like a chipmunk as they did so.

...You blinked. "What?"

His smile was wide, bright, and lit up like a child who just discovered what Christmas was. "My muse!!" He clarified loudly before his hands proceeded to poke and pride your face turning it this way and that. "Those eyes! Those cheekbones! The color of your hair! It's exactly what I've been looking for! I just hadn't realized it until now!"

You closed one eye as his fingers pinched your cheek before shaking your head, hands coming up to bat his hands away from your face. "What are you talking about?"

"Paint you!" You blinked as he then grabbed your hands desperately holding them to his chest. "I want to paint you! I want you to model for my next painting!"

You blinked again quietly staring at his beaming expression before looking down at his chest where he pressed your hands against his biceps....A twinge of light embarrassed pink rushed to your face as f/c orbs looked away quickly. Don't remember that onsen scene. Do NOT think about the onsen incident-!!

"Well? Will you do it?!"

"U-Um...I-..Uh-"

Tengen hummed when a hand firmly grabbed onto his shoulder, looking around he came face to face with a wide smile and orange eyes. "I think you're coming on a little too strong, Ten." His eyes motioned to your flustered face. "Maybe wind back your enthusiasm a little bit."

"Kyo." Tengen looked at his boyfriend like he personally betrayed him. "You can't wait for perfection! Look at her!" One hand let go of your hand to motion to your face. "She's perfect! With a few weeks, I can paint her to look like a goddess-"

"A goddess that's going to make me late for my birthday party." Makio frowned at him. Arms crossed and foot tapping impatiently.

"She's right, Tengen. It'll be rude to make Makio's birthday about someone else." Rengoku agreed patting his boyfriend's back. "Besides Y/n should have a chance to decide whether or not she wants to pose for you. The choice is hers."

"Hmph!" You didn't think it'd be funny to see a six foot something man pout like a child, but Tengen pouted like a child. "Fine..But you'll think about it right?" He again smiled hopefully at you making you giggle despite yourself.

"I'll think about it but I make no promises."

"That's not a no!"

Makio groaned again before pushing her husband away from you. "Save it for after today. It's my day to shine."

There was a pause before Tengen smiled again but wider at Makio. "Of course. I didn't forget my Flamboyant wife's big day.~" Makio rolled her eyes but didn't stop him from picking up her hand and pressing kisses all the way up her arm until he kissed her forehead with a smile. "Do you want me to drive you to the mall, Baby?~"

"Nah. The bus is gonna be here any moment..." Tengen blinked as she was quick to press a kiss back to his lips. "But it's sweet of you to offer."

You giggled again as his face went a pink and he chuckled. "Well then you girls better get going. And don't worry about anything. Use my card to get whatever you want today."

"Just don't burn the house down while we're out. Mkay?"

Tengen grumbled. "I catch the stove on fire ONE time."

Despite it you giggled again at his antics, thankful for the help Kyojuro had given you. Making a mental note to thank him later you decided to bid your boyfriend good bye very quickly before your party was to depart. Following the group of girls out the door in time to catch the nine o'clock bus before it left with Tengen giving them all a good bye kids to their foreheads. His wives first followed by a giggling Mitsuri, the Kocho sisters, and then you bringing up the rest giving a wave good bye to the other men in the room before turning to say bye to Tengen- Only to suddenly freeze up as something pressed into your forehead that had everyone either gasping or freezing up as Tengen casually kissed your forehead.

Silence ensured for a little bit as everyone stood there, Tengen smiling away still.

"UZUI, YOU IDIOT!! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"

Tengen turned to Sanemi's sudden angry and horrified expression with confusion.. Before it suddenly dawned on him on what he had done. "Shit- IM SO SORRY!!" He immediately looked horrified by what he did. Holding up his hands. "I just-... I-It's something I always do so I didn't realize that I'd-....I-I didn't mean to I swear. I'll get you some disinfectant wipes if you want!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" It was your turn to hold up your hands to him in an attempt to calm him down. "It's ok. It was an accident, and I'm not mad. You wouldn't have been the first guy to kiss me and it's not like you had bad intentions so-.." He blinked as you reached out to gently push his hands back down to his sides. "Don't fret about it. Ok?"

"I-" He blinked looking at his hands again before back to you. "Ok?"

"UGH!! You both can apologize later! I want to leave NOW!" 

You helped as Makio firmly grabbed you by the arm and yanked you away towards the sidewalk along with everyone else with Mitsuri squealing and directing a hopeful smile to Tengen before they left. Again silence resumed between all the men before Gyomei's White orbs turned to Tengen.

"Did you just kiss my girlfriend?"

"I-IT WAS AN ACCIDENT I SWEAR!!"

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You were dragged out by Makio until Hinatsuru was nice enough to pry her off you after noticing that you were wincing in pain from how tightly she was gripping you. She muttered a quick apology when a few looks were given her way  but you decided to drop the subject.

"Are you ok?" Suma had noticed your wince and gingerly grasped your arm where you had rubbed it to help ward off the throbbing soreness of it all. Her hands touched your arm making you since and her flinch. "AH! SORRY!! SORRY!!"

"It's ok. It's not your fault."

She took that as permission to grab your arm again and rub it as a semi apology for what her wife did. "No. It's Makio's! She's so careless!"

"WHAT?!" Immediately the orange eyes woman whipped to you both. "DON'T GO STARTING ANYTHING AND BLAMING ME!!"

"But you did hurt her! You hurt her arm!"

"She's not dead you thick headed toad!!"

"Aaah!! Stop being mean to me! I'm only telling the truth!" You blinked as Suma clung onto you a bit tighter.

"That's enough both of you!" Hinatsuru sighed reaching out to rub her temples. "We're all going out to celebrate and have a good time, so let's not fight today. Y/N's not hurt and Makio just needs to be a little more careful next time."

"She shouldn't call her names either." This time there was a bigger pause as everyone turned to you, and the intense look you were giving Makio. "Apologize to Suma."

A record scratch went off in Makio's head as she just ..blinked. "Huh?"

"You heard me. You're her wife aren't you?" You scowled. "Married couples shouldn't call each other names like that. You could end up saying something that you might regret later, and to be honest with you Suma wasn't lying. The way you grabbed my arm did hurt. Do as Hinatsuru says and be more careful if you're going to just yank someone around like that." Your brow rose at the blue side woman still clinging to you. "You should apologize too."

"HUH?!"

"You shouldn't just throw blame or whine like that and start fights for no reason. That's just bad too. Couples are supposed to help each other and work it out." You smiled at the both of them. "Now both of you apologize and we can go have fun!"

Both didn't say anything looking so... shocked before Makio mumbled something quickly again and turned to quickly walk off with Suma quickly scurrying after yelling something about not getting to apologize. Everyone just continued to stare at you awestruck before Hinatsuru turned to you. 

"How did you do that?"

"I work at a daycare center. Kids break out in fights all the time over the pettiest things. It's all about diffusing the situation calmly," you explained pointing a finger up. "Besides, you looked tired dealing with them there."

Hinatsuru didn't know what to think of say as Mitsuri gushed more and gave her a hopeful look. Luckily the awkward silence was interrupted by the sounds of a bus coming down the road distracting you all from the moment and reminded you that it was still Makio's birthday and it was all about her today. 

And apparently she decided the first thing she wanted to do was go shopping at the mall. It was deja vu on your first outing with all of them all over again. Arriving at the mall, and following Makio to the first store she wanted to go to which was a clothing store. You didn't mind just browsing while everyone else looked around and tried on clothes. Kanae found a cute jacket she really liked and sometime during the try ons Suma popped out of one changing room with what you could only describe as an ugly Christmas sweater. It was a dark blue and tackily sparkly, with a giant reindeer head on the front looking crossed eyed and below the goofy googly eyed deer face was the bad pun of 'Rein-beer'. In short, Suma had thought the ugly Christmas sweater she wore was the best find ever.

"What do you think?!," she shouted proudly presenting it to you all. 

Everyone looked on with frowns of polite smiles except for Mitsuri who also gushed. "Aw! It's cute!"

"It's very...sparkly!," Kanae offered nicely with a smile. 

"It looks like crap," Makio bluntly added making Suma immediately pout as she rolled her eyes. "Seriously? All the cute sweaters in here and you pick THAT of all things?" Suma's pout only got worse almost like she was about to cry again.

"I like it!" Suma turned to you as you poked at the sparkly blue sleeves of her sweater. "I think it's pretty cute on you as far as ugly sweaters go." You cried to cheer her up with a smile.

Instead Suma only gave a surprised noise, face going a pink. "Y-Y-You think I'm cute?!"

"I-.." You rose a brow but shrugged. "Sure! The sweater certainly looks good on you! It even matches your pretty eyes!"

"MY EYES ARE PRETTY?!"

"Sure they are! You have the prettiest blue eyes I've seen on a girl!" Minus Giyuu's sister. Both Tomioka siblings had shining blue ocean eyes but you wanted to avoid anymore fights between the wives today so fit now you'd flattery her and hopefully stop anymore fights. Just like you did when fights broke out in the daycare. "Could you help me find a sweater too?"

"Y/n, you don't have to indulge her-"

"But I like ugly Christmas sweaters." Makio blinked at your genuine words. "It's all a part of the holiday fun just as much as decorating the Christmas tree or drinking eggnog. Also what's the point of watching all you shop if I don't buy anything?"

Makio and Hinatsuru blinked before looking at each other as Suma squealed in delight and quickly clutched onto your arm still pink faced. "THEY'RE OVER HERE!!" You were already being dragged off with a bouncing giddy Mitsuri behind you both. "There's a purple one that looks good with your hair!!"

In the end both you and Mitsuri also got ugly Christmas sweaters. Hers a guady pink with a cat in a Santa hat, the words 'Santa Paws' splayed on the sleeves. You found an over sized ugly moss green one in the clearance bin that had badly swen on Christmas lights with the text 'this holiday's lit' in the center. Makio groaned seeing the three of you proudly wearing the ugly beauties out of the shop as everyone else looked highly amused, especially Shinobu. 

Luckily your idea to deescalate the situation worked out and nothing else bad happened that day. Just doing what Makio wanted to do. Which was to simply go see a movie she picked out and visit the spa a little bit. Nothing too terrible for you. In fact you were kinda enjoying yourself just laying down in the comfy seat with what was called a mug mask over your face and cucumbers over your eyes. It was nice to just rest and relax for a while. Especially with all the work, cooking, projects, and other stressful things happening in your life. 

That was until Makio's phone rang.

Said woman didn't respond at first lying face down for a massage, but after a moment she groaned. "Hina, answer that."

Said pink eyed woman sighed and stopped the manicurist to reach into Makio's purse, pull out the ringing phone, and pressed the button. "Hello?"

You supposed she must've put it on speaker because everyone could hear what Obanai was saying. "Uh...Hi."

Hinatsuru blinked. "Oh. Hi, Iguro. What's up?"

"Uuhhh-" The man sounded nervous as he paused on the other side. "Everything's fine. Um..Wh-When are you guys coming back?"

"In an hour or so.." her brow suddenly rose in suspicion and concern. "Is everything ok?"

"YEP! PERFECTLY FINE!,'' he quickly squeaked out in a hurry. "Just making y-you girls dinner!"

"Oh that's nice... Who's cooking?"

"Sa-Sanemi?"

Hinatsuru's look suddenly paled. "Oh.. What's he cooking?"

"Chicken-"

He didn't get to finish saying what he was saying because what sounded like a miniature explosion partially muffled by the phone cascaded out causing your entire groups and even the spa workers to stop and stare at the phone in Hinatsuru's hand. You yourself sat up and removed one of the cucumber slices off your right eye to blink at the phone.

"Obi, what was that?"

"Uh...N-NOTHING! EVERYTHING'S UNDER CONTROL!! I'd just like this moment to announce tha- AH!!" Another similar like explosion sound went off in the background.

"OBI?!"

Instead of Obanai's voice you all heard a far away muffled Tengen yell out, "ALL OUR FOOD KEEPS BLOWING U-!!!"

Then his voice was cut out by another mini explosion followed by an ringing as the phone lost single leaving everyone just staring at the phone silently. Until you spoke up concerned.

"What was that?" 

Hinatsuru sighed. "Sanemi cooking."

"Should we like...go check on them?"

"No. This always happens when they let Sanemi cook. They'll be fine. Probably wanted to know when we'll be back so they can clean up in time."

You again blinked as Hinatsuru hung up and turned to Kanae for an answer to your question. "Does..this stuff happen all the time?"

She smiled sweetly. "More times than you know. Why do you think we always buy his ohagi instead of making it ourselves."

"You should've seen how their microwave looked when he tried to make everyone a candlelight dinner."

You...decided not to ask for anymore details and reluctantly laid back down to wait out the rest of your appointment there before you all would be heading back to have dinner and the rest of Makio's birthday party. You didn't really know what to expect on the long bus ride back, on the cold walk back towards Tengen's home, not when Makio opened up the door, and not when you all walked in and smelled the faint scents of smoke coming from the kitchen as you all saw the boys.

And you couldn't help but utter the words that fell from your shocked mouth. "What on earth happened to you guys?!"

The five men stood there looking all sorts disheveled. Hair sticking out in places, tired eyes, bits of food stains all over their ruffled clothes, and what looked like food dried sticking to various parts of their skin. The only one who smiled still was Kyojuro however everyone looked at an extremely angry and embarrassed Sanemi.

"Someone let Sanemi try roasting the chicken!," Obanai shouted angrily at the other white haired man, looking more angry than you've ever seen him before. "We had to throw everything away because it was either burnt or exploded everywhere! It took us all day to reclean everything and now thanks to Mr. Chief we got no dam food!"

"SHUT UP, OBANAI!! AT LEAST I DIDN'T FORGET TO NOT LET THE VEGETABLES OVER BOIL!!," Sanemi shouted back with a snarl. "YOU'RE LUCKY THE STOVETOP DIDN'T BLOW UP THE ENTIRE HOUSE!!"

"SAYS THE ONE WHO DID BLOW UP THE FOOD!!"

"Where's Tengen?" 

And just like that, everyone stopped. Freezing where they stood as your eyes curiously scanned over the room. All the men were there including Gyomei who had to duck to stand in the doorway leading into the kitchen area, but the second tallest man of the group was no where to be found. Was he still in the kitchen? Immediately the fighting stopped. Even Kyojuro's smile strained a little bit as each gave each other uncomfortable looks. The girls giving each other worried looks that confused you more.

"He was tired after all the cleaning," Gyomei eventually broke the silence. "He went upstairs to take a nap. I suggest we leave him be for a while. Why don't we get something to eat in the meantime?" He changed the subject which had you raising a brow again. "What does everyone want to eat?"

"Well...I was really looking forward to chicken."

"Y/n gave me some food this morning. I can share if that'll help."

"Why don't I just cook everyone something?" You offered already taking off your coat. "I can make something real quick for everyone to enjoy."

"Oi! We ain't gonna make you cook anything!"

"You're not making me." Already your hands were going to pin your hair back, making your way towards the kitchen. "Can you show me where you keep the aprons?"

Many eyes blinked as you pushed past the boys but Kyojuro pointed out a cabinet. "Far left cabinet, bottom drawer."

"Thanks!"

You found everything you needed in the pantry and fridge for one giant hotpot. That should be fast enough for everyone within a few hours for late dinner and at least everyone wouldn't be going hungry. 

The chopping of mushrooms, leaks, and potatoes were the only sounds accompanying you and the bubbling of the giant pot of beef broth on the stove behind you, already bubbling away with eggs, beef cuts, and some bacon strips. Soon the vegetables and noodles joined them all adding to the spices and delicious scent wafting through the air. You watched carefully as it slowly cooked over the few hours you spent in the kitchen. You didn't mind cooking for everyone but one thing concerned you. 

Tengen was still missing.

You poked your head out into the living room every so often but still saw no signs of the flashy man. Which was odd. Mei said he was napping..but something about this entire situation seemed rather off to you. He was fine when you left him that morning so you supposed he should still be fine now...but you still couldn't get the image of him out of your head. You SWORE you had walked in on him crying in the kitchen that morning. 

Was he ok? Maybe he had seasonal depression? Or his art block was making him really frustrated? Giyuu mentioned this wasn't the first time he's dealt with it but you were still worried over someone you'd consider a somewhat friend. F/c eyes stared up to the ceiling and listened carefully for any noises of movement, of someone coming down the steps but no such sound came. It was then that a choice was made.

Porcelain plates clinked gently as hands moved about, pulling out food from the steaming pot and onto the tray below. A quick cup of hot chocolate was poured into a cute red mug with snowflakes painted on the sides. The liquid in the cup wobbled as the tray turned and in the cook's arms was carried out of the kitchen back into an overcrowded living room. 

"Ok, Y/n!," Sanemi called from where he sat on the floor. "You done?"

You turned to him and just nodded somberly. "Yes. You all can go in and help yourselves." You held up the tray in your hands. "I'm going to take this to Tengen."

An immediately reaction was Sanemi freezing and everyone else turning their heads to you wide eyed if they hadn't already. However you were already turned and making your way towards the stairs. 

"Uh! H-Hey! You don't have to do that! You don't even know which room's his. Why don't one of us do it?!", Sanemi was quick to call after you. Standing up even and moving quickly towards the stairs.

You stopped on the middle of the stairway to look at him. "That's nice of you but I have something to tell him so it'd be more convenient for everyone if I just took it to him. Where's his bedroom?"

"I-.." Sanemi fumbled a bit which was unlike the brash man who never hesitated before. "It's.. literally the first door you see when you get up there. But I don't think-"

"Thanks, Sanemi!"

Without letting him finish that sentence, you turned and quickly bounded up the rest of the stairs shocking the other man into silence as your form disappeared around the corner where the stairs turned and slowly crept up to the second story of the home.

Dark. 

It was pretty dark being winter where the days got shorter and being so late in the evening now. The quietness stilled everything as F/c orbs blinked before straining in the darkness for any signs of the whereabouts of the tall white haired man. And they found something. The closest door near your form was cracked open slightly allowing golden light to shine between the cracks. Strange. Didn't Gyomei say Tengen was supposed to be napping? Why was he sleeping with the lights on? Maybe he just woke up? Hesitantly you glanced back at the staircase behind you.. before turning back around and starting forward.

Your quiet footfalls approached the door as you heard the quiet sounds of..shuffling? It sounded as though someone was just walking around mindlessly without a direction. What was he doing? You thought about maybe just leaving the food by the door and leaving, but curiosity got the better of you. Plus what if he didn't see the food and accidentally stepped in it? That'd be a mess. So you opted to balancing the tray in one arm before reaching out to knock on the door. The rapid knocking silenced the weird walking noise on the other side to a halt.

"Tengen? It's me," you gently called out after a few seconds without an answer. "I brought you some food."

Again there was silence on the other side again and you were thinking about getting Kyojuro to go in and check on him when a voice finally came out. "Come in."

The voice sounded tired, and blunt but it was in Tengen's voice so you took the chance to push the creaking door open with a foot. Blinking at the sudden change in light, your eyes slowly adjusted on the room and the man inside. The room was bigger than you expected for a bedroom with a massive King sized bed on the fair wall along with two dressers and a wardrobe nearby. Then you remembered that Tengen was married and had three wives, so of course they'd all share one massive bedroom. Other than the big furniture, you noticed more paintings against the walls. A still life of a random building and a mashup of random shapes and squiggly lines. However most of the walls were full of portraits. Not your boyfriend or your friends or boyfriend. 

There was at least ten portraits on the wall Tengen had his back to. All in various sizes and ages but there was no mistaking all the similarities in appearance to the white haired man sat down on the stool. Sure there was differences like ages, hair color, etc but they all had the same colored eyes.

Plum wine red.

Just like the man sat there staring down at the canvas he was facing. After taking a moment to oogle the paintings your eyes shifted back to the man painting only to realize that he hadn't looked up once from when you walked in. No smiles. No flirty comments. Just his blank face staring at the canvas in front of him. You couldn't see was he was doing behind the canvas but with the way his shoulder was moving he must've been painting something.

"I brought you some food." You held up the tray and smiled as those eyes glanced up at you. "It's beef tomoyami and I made you some hot chocolate to go with it. I hope you don't mind me using your kitchen."

He still stared at you before going back to his canvas. "It's fine." Your head looked back up to the paintings behind him. "You can leave it on the-"

"You have such beautiful painting skills." He flinched caught off guard by your stare past him. "They look so life like. Who are they? Are they your family? They look so much like you."

Again the silence between you both dragged on as a lump formed in his throat. Before he swallowed his pride with a strained smile. "Y-Yeah! Thanks for n-noticing. T-They're my ... brothers and sisters..n' parents."

"I didn't know you had siblings." Wow. Right brothers and sisters, and who you assumed were his parents being the older couple. And you thought Sanemi had a lot of siblings. "I bet they're great people!"

"Yeah...They were."

F/c eyes turned to him so fast and wide that he felt his chest tightened up. "Oh... I'm so sorry."

He shrugged. "Don't be. It happened years ago. I'm over it by now." He lowered his head more to hide behind the canvas.

You continued to stare at him. The implications of his words raising a heavy topic that you knew better than to push. But- "I lost my family too."  Pink strokes paused in their strides as eyes continued to hide away from your prying eyes. "...My dad passed away from an accident when I was really little and then my mom got really sick a couple years ago. So..I know how it feels."

No reaction. No words. 

You took that as your cue to leave, but before you did you quickly walked in and sat the tray down upon the bed gently. "Here. Be sure to eat something. Ok?" You turned to leave but paused... turning to give him a look. "Oh...By the way, do you remember when you asked to paint me?"

Comedically two plum red eyes popped up from over the canvas wide eyed. You might've giggled at the reaction.

"...Well I was thinking about it while I was out and I think that I'd like to be painted when I'm not so busy with work and classes." You then smiled once more and turned back to the doorway. "I'll leave you alone now. Sorry for bothering you with myself."

Plum eyes only watched wife eyed as you left, closing the door behind you with a click leaving him alone once more with nothing else but the blank eyes of the portraits. You didn't see Tengen after that until it was time for you to leave half an hour later. By then everyone else was already finished eating and packing up to go home for the night everyone had already left minus you, Gyomei, and Kyojuro. Kyojuro was going to drive yourself and Mei home but Suma grabbing your shoulders had stopped you in your tracks as her eyes were wide in gluttonous delight. Guess who Mitsuri told all about your cooking for everyone? Or more specifically where she had gotten all those desserts she'd already eaten that morning. Yes. Suma had stopped you for the sole purpose of begging you to bake her-

"-some more choco corners!," she squealed out practically drooling as she gave you sparkly eyes. "And maybe those famous pancakes and daifuku and- Wait. So you know how to make peach cobbler?"

"Lay off you glutton!," Makio tried and failed to release you from her hold. "She's gotta go home!"

"But there's no shame in me asking is there!?"

"Not when it's nearly midnight you-"

Makio stopped. Orange eyes blinked slowly before her head turned to look up at you. Suma blinking at the sudden change before she quickly did the same thing slowly looking at you like deer in headlights. You blinked staring back at them for three seconds to realize that..They weren't staring AT you. They were staring BEHIND you. Slowly you looked behind you too, and everything made sense once you saw who they were staring at. 

"Tengen."

Said flashy man was standing in the doorway leading upstairs (Again how did literally NO one hear him?). He was smiling softly, tiredly, maybe with a hint of sadness underneath but he was standing there nonetheless with a giant canvas held in his left hand. For a little bit no one spoke until he did.

"Sorry I'm late. Hope that doesn't spoil the party." Gingerly he stepped into the living room other hand rubbing his neck as he winced. "Also I-...Sorry for disappearing like that. Should've been down here celebrating you when I was moping around over stupid feelings."

It took your funny brain a few more moments he wasn't looking at you either but in front of you. Staring at a woman with orange eyes.

"Oh...Tengen." Makio dropped her hold on Suma to look up at him. "No. No-" She held up her hands to him. "That's not-..Your feelings aren't stupid."

"Well they shouldn't have prevented me from being with you today. I messed up on that, but I promise I'm gonna make it up to you-" He finally turned the canvas around and held it up to her. "-starting with this!" She blinked. Looking at him then at the painting before slowly reaching out for it. "Oh. Ah. Be careful there. It's still a little wet. Had to touch up a few leaves there."

You blinked and maybe it was rude, but with Suma you both leaned over to peek from the side at what he had painted on the canvas and found..A single grassy hill with a single cherry blossom tree sat a top it. A regular sunny blue sky and fluffy white clouds made up the rest of the background. It was beautiful but not exactly what you were expecting for him.

"A-Actually-" He turned away, hand covering half his face. Eyes looking everywhere but her or Suma or Hinatsuru. "I-It's mostly for you b-b-but it's kinda a present for all three of you."

You had no idea what he was on about but Suma did as realization slapped her face. "Hey. I remember that spot! We used to go there all the time after highschool remember?! We had picnics and used to watch the stars all the time and one time we found a kitty stuck in the tree and-..And.."

"That.." Makio's hands shook as she stared at the painting. Eyes shiny with water looking up as a bottom lip trembled. "W-Was the place when-..The first time you ever told me that.." Her sentences were getting broken off as she choked on her words. 

"I love you." Plum eyes turned back on her. "Even if I don't say it as much as I'd like too-"

Tengen did not get to finish that sentence. You let out a yelp of surprise as the canvas was shoved into your arms and a few blues flew past everyone. One moment Tengen was standing there, the next moment three blues were suddenly jumping him causing him to yell out, waving his arms out a bit before loosing his battle against three emotional women and falling backwards onto the floor with a loud 'OOF!'

"H-HEY!!" He struggled to sit up with Makio koala hugging his middle and his other two wives clinging onto his sides. Suma loudly crying into his shoulder. "THIS ISN'T THE TIME TO- N-NOT IN FRONT OF EVERYONE ELSE-"

Anything else he might've said was quickly swallowed up by the three pelting his face with him comedically reaching out to get away. Kyojuro laughed loudly behind you at all the antics watching in amusement as Tengen failed to get away from the women.

"Well it seems that his cabin fever has ended for now!"

And you were happy to agree with him.

[mikimakiboo]

Time Travelers AU - Chess and Feelings

Just so ya'll know I have like four to five tabs constantly opened just for the translations and historical info

And also I found a better site for Old Norse lmao so Horror won't be speaking in runes anymore hopefully unless I can't find translations and there is only runes available

Also I don't know how phrases are constructed in Old Norse so I just take the English and translate word by word

But yeah I'll make it work lmaoo

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Also I actually wanted to write more but it's taking long because I'm inexplicably tired so I decided to cut the part here so ya'll don't have to wait too long :') so yeah excuse the shortness

@ancha-aus pspspsps come here pspspsps

There was a V on today's date on the calendar. V for vacation. Dust had vacations this month, and he completely forgot about that. He should have guessed it, he usually never had a day off on a Saturday unless he was on vacation the next week, and vacations meant being paid less, which also meant he'll need to buy less to save more because the bills would be the same price, which also meant that what he was going to buy now would have to be his last spent of the month.

He had found an English to Old Norse dictionary on one of his town's bookstore website and if he bought it online now he could go get it from the store the next morning.

Dust was staring at his computer screen when he heard Horror sit next to him.

- Hvat ir sá ?

He asked, pointing to the screen. Dust wondered for a second if he was talking about the computer or the dictionary, having guessed that the viking asked what it was with his tone.

- It's, uh... to understand you ? Uh.. wait.

He went back on his other tab, and typed "to understand" before translating. "vita".

Horror nodded, he didn't know how an image was going to help Dust understand anything but he guessed it might be a sort of sacred thing that Dust could look at and receive answers, maybe it was from the gods ?

- You, uh.. wanna do something ?

Dust asked. Everyone was occupied: Cross was as usual guarding the door, Nightmare was reading a new book on the tablet, and Dust had found his old kaleidoscope he gave to Killer and that he hadn't let go off yet, the only one not doing anything was Horror.

Horror looked at him, and looked at the computer, waiting for Dust to translate. He didn't know what that thing was, but Dust could make it talk his language. Dust tried different words to have the best translation possible. "Tafl, háttr, tefla", "game, activity, play". Horror nodded and pointed at "game", he could play games, he was good at table games.

- Okay uhhhh wait a sec.

Dust went back on Google to look for the kind of games vikings used to play, and apparently they played chess, their own version of chess of course, it was called hnefatafl and was played by two people, fortunately the game became popular enough to be commercialized in Dust's time, which meant he could easily find the rules as well as apps to play.

- Okay wait, I'll grab my iPad it'll be easier than on the computer.

He said as he got up and quickly left to go in his room, looking through his nightstand to find his old iPad with a cracked screen. He turned it on and installed the app on his way back to the table where Horror was waiting for him. He put the tablet down on the table, between the two of them, with the rules on his computer.

Horror looked at it curiously, recognizing one of his favorite games, but finding the board quite weird. Was it how boards looked like at that time or was it another magical device of Dust that could replicate board games ?

- Oookay, so uh.. you have to touch the screen to make the pieces move.

Dust showed him by moving his first piece. Horror looked at it for a while before slowly pressing a finger on the screen and dragging it to where he wanted his piece to go, and to his surprise, it went there. He smiled as he looked at Dust, proud to be able to make the magical device follow his orders. Dust smiled back.

- Cool, so, uh, my turn I guess.. ?

He checked the rules again, and moved his piece. Horror moved his after him, and the two could soon enjoy a nice game of ancient chess, not aware that they were being watched.

Cross was looking at them, or more precisely he was looking at Dust, his words running in his head over and over again: Dust thought he was doing a good job, he smiled at him and told him he did good ! Was he proud ? He wanted him to be proud, he wanted to make someone proud for once, he knew he wasn't the best knight, he was too emotional, too anxious, he talked either too much or not enough, he was even one of the very few knights who didn't come for a noble family, so having someone tell him he did good and smile at him brought so much warmth in his soul. Dust was nice, he welcomed them in his house, made great efforts to communicate with all of them, he was so smart, and he didn't let himself succumb to panic or despair, he didn't think twice before making them come inside his house. He was impressive. Cross... admired him.

He wanted to talk to him but he didn't know how, as he had to stay by the door in case someone broke in and even then he shouldn't be distracted from his work by chatting, so he looked at him from afar, he watched him play some game with Horror. Horror seemed nice too, he looked strong but he wasn't aggressive, Cross could tell he perfectly controlled his strength, he was rather calm. He was warry of him at first, but the viking never showed any signs of being a threat. As for Killer... he couldn't quite tell what Killer wanted. The way the roman often looked at him with his big wide empty sockets always sent chills all along his spine, how he often checked his blades in the moonlight, but he didn't seem to want to attack and looked more curious about his surroundings than anything. Nightmare of course wasn't a threat, it was clear he was a noble and took too much care of his appearance to engage in a fight, and even so Cross wasn't even sure he knew how to fight, at least not in a real fight. None of them seemed dangerous, but Cross still had to be prepared, and so he couldn't lower his guard to go and talk to Dust even though he quite wanted to. He had to stay here and watch, that was his job, and hopefully if he did it good then Dust would smile at him again...

- Damn you're good.

Dust admitted to Horror, having lost three times in a row against him, but he still put on a good fight, he was really close to winning !

Horror smiled, Dust was a strong opponent, he liked playing with him, he liked the simple fact that he choose something from his culture, that he tried so hard to integrate him, he really was a nice guy. He gave him a pat on the shoulder, with much less strength than the previous night, he didn't want to launch him across the table after all.

They looked at each other for a minute before Dust got up.

- I, uh.. I'll make food, uhh... matr.. ?

He tried hesitantly before relaxing when seeing Horror smile and nod at him, he felt quite proud of himself for catching a few words.

- Cool, so uh.. I'll go.

He quickly went to the kitchen. He hated how awkward he sounded all the time, and it seemed to be stronger around Horror, probably because he couldn't use the vocal command with him and had to look on specific sites, so he actually had to search for the correct translations and he was always afraid he would say something totally incorrect or possibly rude, but so far Horror only smiled at him and gave him time to find his words... he really wanted to do good for him, to at least try to establish some amical bond with one of them, in case they would stay in his apartment for a while...

It would be good to have a friend in this mess.

Really good.

[kaypeace21]

I'm back (Announcement!) :D

Hey guys, I'm back! I got my 2nd degree and am studying for the national exams at the moment which will happen next month. I'll make a more formal 'announcement-post' about the future of this blog once I'm done with the exam.

But, the short version is I want to explore and analyze more shows/films . I've seen a few options I want to explore.

I've been watching 'interview with the vampire' and I'm obsessed! I have so many theories about the show, the characters, the unreliable narrators. I'm working on a HUGE video that will be posted here and on my youtube channel. Hopefully I can get it done before the s2 finale next Sunday (cross fingers). :) lol,I've been working on it for weeks , with my shitty imovie XD.

Hopefully some of you actually like the show. If you're a fan I think you'll be excited for it .

[roostersgirlfriendlovesf1]

i'll be home for christmas

bradley bradshaw x reader

prompt: bradley has been on a mission the past couple of weeks and as christmas approaches y/n becomes more lonely. she decorates their apartment as she awaits his return...

warnings: none, just cute ;)

an: hi guys!! this is my first post hope you love it! i will be taking requests for rooster or hangman and if you're intrested in f1 lando norris and charles leclerc! i def need ideas so please comment!

A cold breeze makes its way into the apartment as y/n attempts to hang the last string of lights on the tree. The sound of waves crashing on the shore almost drowned out the sound of Nat King Cole’s A Classic Christmas playlist. Y/n peaked out of the window, the sun was quickly setting. Bradley was set to arrive home any day now. Christmas was a holiday that they had not yet spent together over the past two years; Bradley was either on a mission or stuck having a late night on base.  She stepped down from the chair she was balancing on and poured herself a glass of wine. She had been slowly decorating more and more each night, hoping that she would be staying up late enough to greet Bradley when he came home. She never knew what his mood would be when he got home, but always tried to keep a smile. She had put on green, plaid pajama pants and a tighter black long sleeve. She heard the sound of giggles outside the balcony door. Y/n peeked out, seeing a family of three spending their Christmas Eve together. She grabbed a plate of cookies off of the counter, not wanting them to all go to waste as she could not eat them all. She slipped on a pair of uggs and walked downstairs. She waved politely. The family lived a couple apartments down. “Cookies?” 

The mom bent down. “Go get a cookie.” She tickled her daughter before the little girl shyly approached y/n. She grabbed a sugar cookie with red, green, and white sprinkles.

“Good choice!” y/n smiled before looking back up at the two adults. 

“Brad coming home soon?” The man asked.

“He said he would be home between December 20th and December 26th…” She sighed, “So hopefully in the next couple of days.”

“If you want to come over tomorrow we wouldn’t mind.” The woman smiled.

“It's alright.” y/n shook her head. “I just wanted to wish you all a Merry Christmas!” She bid them goodnight and let herself back into the lonely apartment. She shut the balcony door before taking a step back to appreciate the Christmas scene she had set for herself. A moment of appreciation quickly turned into a moment of loneliness. The room was dark except for the accent of faded-white Christmas lights and candles. She wanted her boyfriend with her. His perfect golden skin, infectious laugh, and comforting smell. She sat down at the piano he had and their first memories together flooded her mind. She had moved in with him a week after she convinced him to buy the piano. He knew he was in love as soon as she pointed out the piano. It had faded wood and the paint on the black keys had just about dissipated.

“This one is perfect.” She ran her fingers along the keys.

His heart dropped as he studied the piano. “This looks like the one my dad would play when we went out for food at this one diner…”

“Then you need it!” She smiled at him. “It's gotta be a sign.” All he could do was stare at it. She placed a hand on his shoulder, kissing his cheek. “I’m gonna go see how much I can negotiate the price.”

He watched her as she debated with the store owner. She waved Bradley over with an angsty look. “He agreed to lower it by 20%, think that's fine?” She crossed her arms.

“Yes.” He was determined to have the piano. “I’m going to be broke after this.”

“Christmas is coming up.” She declared. “So I’m obligated to put some money in for this.”

“No-”

“Yes.” She nodded. As she put their money together Bradley noticed her eyes latch onto a silver necklace with a red heart. He watched as she read the price, sighed, and then continued to count the money owed for the piano.

She was now slumped over it, attempting to find a tune. She set her wine glass on a side table and glared at the keys. They hadn’t been touched in weeks. The sound of laughter and singing hadn’t echoed off the walls in what felt like decades. She wished the piano could comfort her the way Bradley did. Tears filled her eyes, but had not yet fallen as she realized the Christmas songs playing on her speaker had stopped. She put on a new playlist before shuffling into she and Bradley’s bedroom searching for a sweater. She opened the closet door, grabbing a gray sweatshirt. She and Bradley’s separate sides of the closet had now just blended into one wardrobe. She pulled it over her head, prepared for another long night of finding a show to binge. Y/n grabbed a blanket and went to clean the Christmas plate she ate dinner on. Being alone made her envy the times she had to clean double the dishes. The sound of the sink running overpowered the sound of the front door unlatching. She set the plate down in the sink, sighing before blowing out a candle. Thump. A duffel bag landed on the floor and her attention was diverted. The tired eyes of a familiar pilot greeted her as she rushed herself into his arms. Her arms were wrapped around him tightly, one hand running through the hair on the back of his head. His arms caged around her waist as he kissed the side of her face, mustache tickling her. “Merry Christmas, baby.” He whispered in a tired, raspy voice. 

“Merry Christmas,” she breathed, pulling away to look at him with glassy eyes. “I’ve missed you.”

“I love what you’ve done with the place.” He let out a breathy laugh, obviously exhausted. “I couldn’t get you anything really nice, but I picked something up on the way home…” He placed his forehead against hers. 

She kissed him. “You didn’t need to get me anything.” He nodded, but retreated to his duffel bag, grabbing a green box from inside it. 

He placed it in her hands before bringing them down to hold her waist. “Nothing was really open this late, but-”

“Shhhhh….” She hushed him. She opened the box to find a sticker and a silver necklace.

“The sticker has the exact plane I fly on it, so that you can stick it on your phone case and look at it when you miss me. It was dumb, but it was at the 24/7 gas station.” She stayed silent, taking the necklace out. “Now that…” He cupped his hand around hers, taking the necklace into his own hand. “I’ve had for a while.” He hooked it around her neck. It was a simple necklace, but had a tiny red heart that fell right between her collarbone.

“Bradley…” Her voice caught. “Thank you.” She kissed him again. 

“God I’ve missed you.” He embraced her again.

[yaekiss]

Congratulations on the 400! If I'm not too late, may I send a #mailroom open letter to a yan!Albedo? Any gender neutral or feminine nickname would work and, if it so pleases you, a nsfw reply would be lovely.

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To my lovely Albedo,

How are you, love? Are you taking care of yourself while I'm away? As I sit here, working away in Inazuma City while I enjoy a sweet dessert, I cannot help but think of you... and your tendency to get swallowed up by your research when I'm not there to reel you back.

I was hoping that my business here would be done far faster than this. I suppose it isn't all bad, though. I can't say that I've ever been a social person, but people have been nothing but kind to me thus far. I may have even made a friend. But still, my heart belongs to you- and as such, no matter how I may enjoy my time, I can only eagerly await the moment I am able to return home.

I miss you dearly, my prince. I'll make sure to work even harder so that our time apart may be shortened by even a little bit. I can't to have you in my arms again, to feel the warmth of your embrace and know that everything is right with the world.

We both know that I could go on with the sweet words for pages and pages, so it's probably best that I stop here. Stay safe and take care of yourself, alright? I love you so, so much.

May my affections cross what feels like an eternity apart,

Your Wistful Lover

(Alongside the letter are various, shockingly well-preserved Inazuman sweets including Sakura Mochi and Dango milk, as well as a small pouch containing a handful of carefully-chosen Sakura Blooms. Lastly is an intricately designed silken blindfold, with its own little note attached that reads, "I had this custom made for you. I wanted to make one myself, but I couldn't find the time. Hopefully you like it anyway!")

꩜ Letter Content: Dom! GN! Reader x Yan! Sub! Albedo, no gendered terms for reader, Albedo calls you "my constant", mentions of blindfolds and a vibrator used on Albedo, unhealthy and obsessive relationship from Albedo, lmk if I missed anything ! ꩜ Delivery Notes: Albedo sure is a busy man to track down... I had to look for him all over Mondstadt since he was gathering quite a collection of alchemy ingredients. It was quite the staggering assortment too... I never understand what he's planning. ꩜ Wanna write a love letter yourself? Check out it out here!

Placed at your hotel doorstep is an innocuous package. It's decently sized, the box a lovely shade of pale indigo and shifting it slightly under the light shows an underlying iridescence hidden in the pigment.

Undoing the sturdy rope securing the lid down, you gain access to the contents within the box. You first retrieve a wondrous blooming bouquet of cecilias, wrapped in a sheer gauzy yellow fabric and tied with a teal satin ribbon. The petals are soft under your caress and for a moment, you reminisce about the first cecilia Albedo gifted to you after showcasing his alchemy.

Next, you fish out a cloth drawstring pouch. Peering into it, there's an assortment of all your favourite Mondstadt candies, enough to last you weeks. A little tag is attached to one of the strings, it reads: “In case you miss your usual sweet treats and need a boost of energy. ♡”

Unwrapping one, you pop it into your mouth before you pull out an envelope. The paper is smooth under your fingers and an impressive sketch of Dragonspine decorates the front. Flipping the envelope over, there's a wax seal, a cursive letter “A”, with flecks of gold dotted in it.

Carefully, you open it and obtain the parchment inside. His handwriting is a sight you've missed, from days spent watching him jot down his hypothesis and findings in his laboratory. Albedo's response to you reads:

“Replying to: My beloved constant.

Thank you for writing to me, my constant, I was growing somewhat nervous with your prolonged silence and I feared something unsavoury might have happened to you. As such, I am writing back to you to assure you that I've been doing alright as well. Though, I'm sure I would do a lot better with you by my side.

Next, I must thank you for the gifts you sent me. I shared the sweets with Klee and she has been pleading nonstop with me for more. Also, the sakura blooms were of high quality and proved immensely useful in my research. If you're willing, I can share my findings with you when you return, my constant.

Now, I can't help but ask what went through your mind, gifting me such a sly gift as a blindfold. What scene did you picture in your head? Was I blindfolded and tied up on your bed while begging for you to please touch me? Or perhaps I'm laid on my laboratory table, my sight obscured with the silk, pliant and willing as you drag a vibrator across my skin in an attempt to find my erogenous zones? Did you fantasise about muffling my moans with a kiss as you toyed with me? You should reenact it with me as soon as you get back, my constant, I feel as if I'm about to burst with how much I long for your embrace.

Ahem, getting back on track, I too have been working hard. (Fret not, I have not been overworking myself. I do not wish to worry you after all.) And I've made discoveries of my own and uncovered intriguing new possibilities whilst ruminating alone in my laboratory. I heard of the Inazuman archon's dedication to eternity.

Eternity... goes against natural orders, but lately, I have been finding myself relating to her obsession with such a concept. You might think it strange, my constant. However, I can understand how fearing the loss of someone close to you can affect your decisions, despite the morality of said actions.

You are golden in my eyes, unforgettable, and the time I spend with you feels like I'm the closest to unravelling the truth and meaning of this world. Is it my greed talking when I say that I want more time to uncover all of you, to understand the very fibre of your being, to see what has irreversibly drawn me to you and what makes you stay by my side? Maybe it is, but that is a question best saved for another day, my constant.

I shall end my letter here. I sincerely hope that the rest of your stay in Inazuma goes smoothly and safely, and that your return will be swift. I cannot wait to have you by my side once more, my constant. I love you so, so much as well.

Ever and eternally yours,

- Albedo -”

You fold the parchment and place it back into the envelope. One last item rests in the box. It's a handpainted painting of you, framed in an intricate wooden frame. Albedo captures your smile in the sunlight, the background featuring one of the picnics the both of you went on recently before you left for Inazuma.

However, you notice that one of the corners is a little wrinkled. Removing the backing of the frame to fix it, you discover another layer of canvas material behind that first painting. Gingerly, you peel it back to reveal a haunting portrait of the both of you. 

In dim lighting, you're seated on his laboratory table whilst he's knelt at your feet, his head resting on your lap. You almost don't recognise yourself. You're familiar with his art style but in this, you're ethereal to an eldritch degree... almost devoid of humanity. It's unnerving, to say the least. 

Perhaps Albedo's research has veered into more forbidden territories, challenging the principals of nature, all in the name of love. You muster one more look at the portrait.

A matching star rests delicately on your neck. In the bottom corner, he titles it “New birth.”

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[pinkytoothlesso11]

Annnd this marks the official end of Stricklake month 2024! Thanks again to @rexnanorum and @seekerofblades for helping me out with the graphics for each week, you really brought the month to life! And of course, huge thanks to everyone who participated! I'm still blown away by the amount of content, so it's likely I'll see hopefully most of you again for next year, fingers crossed!

As always please let me know of any errors to the post, and of late additions! The month may be over, but a couple days late submissions are still more than welcome!

🎉Week one🎉

Myth/Technology

15. Curse — @albentelisa

16. History Repeats Itself— Another badly timed Stricklake compilation: Downed Dragon — @toodrasticallydumb

Special mention:

17. Stricklander’s secret — @deerdrawingbook

Link to first roundup post is HERE.

🎉Week two🎉

Shipwrecked/Resort

15. Mystery of the Island — @albentelisa

16. Shipwreck/Resort — @littleladybaker

17. History Repeats Itself—Another badly timed Stricklake compilation: These Strangers like Me — @toodrasticallydumb

Link to second roundup post is HERE.

🎉Week three🎉

Sunlight/Moonlight

14. Moonlight — @littleladybaker

15. Sun/Moon — @ollie-alooffloof

Link to third roundup post is HERE.

🎉Week four🎉

Blood/Healing

13. Blood — @miniature-giant-space-degu

14. Mutual healing and martyrdom — @ollie-alooffloof

Special mention:

15. I Won't Say I'm in Love — @yavannah

16. Pie back time — @rexnanorum

Link to week four roundup post is HERE.

[ashintheairlikesnow]

🧑‍⚕️ for Chris! Cookie treat:

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CW: BBU, sickfic, ableism from Luke Petrus, general Luke Petrus warning, minor whump (OC is 17), brief implied noncon references

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"What the heck did you do now, Petrus?" The doctor - barely out of med school, still young and learning the twists and turns of the Facility's labyrinth of hallways - sighs. He's been here barely a year, and already learned that Luke Petrus has a reputation for quick turnarounds because he runs his trainees into the ground. Metaphorically speaking.

His trainees aren't generally allowed to actually run much of anywhere at all. Or get out of bed.

Petrus rolls his eyes, crossing his arms. "Nothing. He was being a little shit this morning, breaking all his rules. I checked and his forehead was hot, so I brought him in here."

"Well... at least you didn't OD him again."

"That was one time, and he should have been fine, it's not my fault his body metabolizes the drugs wrong-"

"Maybe don't use our freaking supplies without speaking to a doctor first to make sure next time?" Dr. Ross glances into the exam through through the window cut into the door.

The trainee lays on his back on the exam table, staring listlessly up towards the flickering florescent lights overhead. His hands are moving, constantly crushing the crinkling paper beneath him or touching himself at the throat, the collarbone, the stomach. He's humming, audible through the door. A toneless, tuneless ah ah ah ah through barely open lips.

"Okay, well. I'll take a look. Any specific complaints other than the fever?"

"Clammy as fuck, coughing, sneezing... all that shit. Complained about his food, earlier, and I know he knows better than that." Petrus narrows his eyes, and Dr. Ross tries not to feel a shiver down his own spine. "He better be burning hot enough to hallucinate or he is going to fucking regret talking shit to me about the food."

Dr. Ross pauses. "The food is pretty legendarily... um, crap, though," He points out. The look Petrus gives him is so derisive he can all but feel it eat into him like acid. "I'll take a look. Probably he'll need an overnight in the clinic."

"I only have a few weeks left to finish him up. So you get him able to take training tomorrow night, got it?"

"I can't promise-"

"This one is going to a personal friend of Karen Renford's," Petrus says in a low voice. "A personal. friend. Got it?"

Dr. Ross swallows, trying not to look unnerved. "Got it."

"Good. Message me once he's good to go back, I'm going to head home for a few hours. If he's faking this..."

"Handler Petrus. How exactly would he fake a fever?" Dr. Ross looks into the exam room again. The trainee is still humming, watching his own fingers as he moves them between himself and the light. His skin is pale, a little grayish. His freckles stand out like paint splatters all over his body.

"Wouldn't put it past him. Trainees figure out all kinds of shit. Get him better and get him to stop doing that... Shit with his hands, making those noises. Punish him if he keeps it up, it's part of his training plan."

"Hm," Dr. Ross says, noncommittal. "I'll send his test results over in a bit. Enjoy your time at home."

He steps inside just to end the conversation, walking idly over to a countertop, where he opens a cupboard above and pulls out a small canister of lollipops. "Hello, 223499."

The boy's voice cuts off like a radio. After a pause, he starts mumbling, too low for Dr. Ross to hear.

"... right. Well. Your handler says you're feeling under the weather. Mind if I take a look?"

The trainee turns his head then. He looks somewhere off to one side of the doctor, blinking a little dazedly. "... take a look?"

His voice is slow, sluggish, but each word is so carefully placed.

"Yes."

The trainee looks away again. Dr. Ross sighs and goes with it, checking his temperature. 101.7, not great, not the worst fever. Hopefully this won't be another flu like the last one. Pneumonia nearly killed three trainees that time. He checked ears, eyes - pupils reactive, ears clear - and then touched at the lymph nodes beneath his jaw. A little swollen.

"Okay. Next up, we need to take a quick look down your throat."

Another slow blink. The trainee seemed to suddenly tense up. "You... want my throat?"

"Uh, well-" Dr. Ross turns away to pick up a tongue depressor and the swab for the test. "Yes, we need to test you."

The paper on the exam table crinkles again. The boy hums, almost wistfully, and then goes silent.

When he turns around, Dr. Ross discovers the boy on his knees in a seamless Position Two, mouth wide open.

His green eyes are empty, somewhere far away.

Dr. Ross's face burns at the sight. His stomach turns sharply, and he has to clear his throat to try and cover the way bile rises. "Uh, n-no thank you-... I just need... you need to be tested for strep throat, Trainee, not that kind of-... back up on the table, please-"

The boy looks confused, in a faded sort of way, but follows orders. He manages to clamber back up, sitting this time, listing a little to one side, then the other. But he opens his mouth again, and Dr. Ross hurries through the test as fast as he can, trying not to think about how most people gag during the strep test, but the Romantics never do.

"Good, made it. Perfect. Now, does your throat hurt a lot today?"

"Yes, sir." The boy's voice is a little raspy, now that he's talking. "A... lot. Earlier, i... cried when my... handler-"

"Don't need to hear the end of that sentence!" Dr. Ross forces false charm and ease into his voice, plucking one of the lollipops at random from the jar. "Here, let me give you this. It tastes a little weird, but it'll numb your throat and keep you from coughing." He unwraps it and holds it out. The trainee blinks at him. He blinks back.

Then he realizes. "... oh. Do you have to be... do I have to..." He leans forward. The trainee opens his mouth obediently for Dr. Ross to place the lollipop inside. Only then does his mouth close.

"'ank 'oo, ir," The trainee says around a mouthful of fake sweetener and the numbing agent already going to work. His eyes are so sweet and so vivid, and he half-smiles around the treat.

"You're welcome, 223499. I'm going to go and do your strep test. I'll be back. You just relax, okay? You can sleep in a clinic bed and get a good night's sleep."

The boy's eyebrows furrow. "Is... is it night?"

"Oh right. We're not supposed to let you know, are we? Well... I don't think it can hurt... yeah, I'm on nights right now, 11 to 9. It's about one in the morning."

"Oh." The trainee lays slowly back down, on his side, closing his eyes as he works at the sucker. "... what, what does night... look, um, look like?"

Dr. Ross swallows.

He's a fucking coward, but he doesn't answer. He just leaves, and he doesn't let himself stop and look back.

He doesn't let himself think about a boy who can't remember the sky.

God, he only has a few weeks left on this residency and he just isn't sure he can make it.

[irlpinkiepie]

anyway update on what i've been up to, since it's been a year since i've posted anything at all and much longer than that since i've actually talked about my life in any detail on here:

still in cleveland! left my parents' a few months after i graduated to go live with friends from uni (sidenote, if you are in a position to do so? holy shit, move out from your parents', it is crazy worth it) and now those friends are partners! might be nice to move someplace else sometime if those partners are up for it, maybe somewhere on the northeast corridor? but as it stands i am fucking loving this city even if it does not quite fulfil my childhood expectation of 'hey i have lived in the same country for more than two years, that's kinda weird'

i have a job now! a like, actual full-time job, which is still wild given quite how long i kinda expected that that would be something i would never be able to manage on account of the Autism. turns out though that people will pay you to just look over spreadsheets and write documents for them? would that it were easier to find such a place which paid better and had a better work culture but, such as it is

speaking of partners actually, i am up to uh. five now! it turns out that i have an absurd amount of love in my heart and basically the only reason that number is not greater than five is because of the aforementioned having a full-time job and not really having the time in the day to have more partners than that. so cool to be the weird freaky polyamorous trans girl i always dreamed i would be though

oh yeah! bottom surgery! hopefully that's gonna be soon! i've got an appointment next week to get the last of my insurance letters, and then fingers crossed i can get a follow-up and make it happen sometime next year? have i talked about getting bottom surgery at all on here? well i am not going to go into too much detail on a sfw post but the gist is i found out that there was a way to do bottom surgery that let you have both and was like 'oh my god okay this perfectly captures the way i want my body to look' and immediately called up a surgeon's office to schedule a first appointment

chicken pet. need i say more

writing again! for the first time in a good long while, taking a story i wrote a couple years ago and pulling it out of the shared universe in which it originally resided so that i can do more of the things i wanted to with it. if you're one of the like, two or three people who knows what that story is from that description, i'll put the original back up once i'm finished with the rewrite and have a place to link it to people; i would like to have the chance to tell this story on my own terms, but i absolutely don't want it to be completely lost media

cycling! one of the perks of living in a big city it turns out is that it's actually easy to get to places and so i have been cycling a whole bunch just out of practicality, but it turns out that it's also just really fun to do? absolutely not a sport cyclist by any means, my bike is a $200 cruiser from target, but it's just so so nice to go outside and do things and perform physical activity

in short: i feel like life has been generally pretty darn great! and i am glad to be able to share that here with y'all

[seraphinitegames]

The Wayhaven Chronicles—Update 03/March/2023

We're getting soooo much closer to release, guys! Aahh! :D

This week was mostly social media days, which were really a relief to throw myself into. Had great fun writing the content for Patreon and getting lost in the lore of Wayhaven with asks!

Glad patrons have been having fun with the Spring scenario poll already—glad you guys are choosing them because I would seriously struggle to decide, hehe! ;D

We've also been continuing working on Book Three release content, which will be starting very soon because it's April next month! Can you believe it??? We really want to get the word out about Book Three and Wayhaven as we're hoping to build things from here on so as we can start some really exciting ideas in the future (which we'll go more into after Book Three, as that's the main focus right now, obviously, hehe :D).

I did sneakily get a bit more early planning in on Book Four and, well, along with a change in story, the villain is also getting a personality make-over, lol! I've had this antagonist in my head for soooo long but then a new form of them just popped into my head as I was driving home from the hospital one night, and it has seriously stuck. I can't imagine them any other way now!

For people asking if April 6th is still the release date for Book Three—it is as far as I'm aware! I haven't heard any different. Hosted Games handles the release and decides the date, so I'm just here with you guys with fingers-crossed that it sticks, especially as we've planned the run-up to release with content!

We just want to say again how grateful we are for all of your support, well-wishes, and patience during this tough time with our mum <3 She was taken in for a sudden operation on Tuesday and then Wednesday, and though it's going to be very slow, it really looks like we're on the recovery path now! Finally! It's been such a huge relief after so long. I'm actually writing this update from a table at the hospital waiting until visiting hours start so as I can go see her!

Next week will hopefully be the start of the release run-up stuff, some more not-so-sneaky Book Four planning, and maybe a last look over Book Three if Hosted Games can get the files back to me after their proof-reader (fingers crossed!).

Hope you all have the most fantastic weekend! We'll be offline as usual, but I'll update you all again next Friday <3

[icycoldninja]

Can I request a cute Reader x MGR Raiden fic? I adore this man and I wanted to indulge on this shit please 🙏🥹🥹

Ooooh yes!!! Here you go and enjoy!

Pretty (MGR! Raiden X Reader)

"There we go," You chuckled, smoothing out the sheet mask over Raiden's face. "Absolutely beautiful." Raiden sighed, lifting the hand mirror you'd set on the table and glancing at his reflection.

"...Y/N," He began, staring at the ridiculous animal-themed face mask plastered to his skin. "What made you think this was a good fit for me?"

"Aw, come on!" You giggled, throwing your arms out. "It's cute!"

"Cute isn't me," Raiden grumbled, setting down the mirror and folding his metal arms. "Besides, what's even the purpose of this thing? I only have skin on half my face."

"It's cute," You repeated, picking up a hairbrush. "Now, sit still." Raiden responded with a loud groan, but made no attempts to move or stop you. After reaching the back of the chair, you began brushing out his shiny blonde hair, taking your time to detangle each silky lock. Once you were done, you gathered his hair up into two bunches and tied them up into pigtails.

"What are you doing?" Raiden growled, as you clipped little pink bows onto the elastic hair ties.

"Making you look even cuter," You responded, tugging on his pigtails to make sure they were secure. "Alright, time for the nails." Raiden let out another exasperated groan and shifted his position, crossing his legs and frowning, though the frown was only half visible thanks to his metal chin.

"Do ya really gotta do this?" Raiden grumbled, eyeing you with skepticism.

"Yes!" You replied, snatching his metal hands and laying them out on the table. "You have beautiful long nails--it'd be a crime to not paint them!"

"Fine," Raiden mumbled, rolling his visible eye. "Just get it over with--and no glitter."

"Argh, but glitter looks the best," You protested, unscrewing the cap of a nail polish bottle.

"Ok..." Raiden agreed, reluctantly. "Just not too much, alright?"

"Don't worry, I'll keep it...moderate." You assured him, taking the nail polish brush and delicately brushed the liquid onto his nails. You worked quickly but carefully, taking great care not to get any polish on the sides of his fingers. You also made sure to paint his nails in dark colors, since he preferred those over bright pastels--though you would have liked to see him sporting neon pink talons.

"We done yet?" Raiden asked, after about 20 minutes. By now you were indeed finished; Raiden's titanium claws were now several different shades of red and indigo, complete with streaks of glitter.

"All done," You nodded, tightening the top on the nail polish bottle and grinning. "Now we can take the mask off, too." Raiden huffed a relieved sigh and leaned over for you to peel the sheet mask off. Though he had very little skin left on his face, what was there was now glowing. "You look great!" You exclaimed, beaming. With an expression reminiscent of an exhausted single mom, Raiden wearily lifted the hand mirror again and studied himself. He looked at his radiant skin, pigtailed hair, and saw his glistening nails wrapped around the mirror's handle.

"I look...pretty." He muttered slowly, as if the words were some sort of ancient spell. "I look...very pretty."

"You do," You agreed, nodding proudly at your handiwork.

"Thanks," Raiden said, his voice very low. "This was...nice."

"Would you maybe like to do it again sometime next week?" You asked, hopefully. "We could make this a weekly thing--next time you could do my nails too."

"Sounds good," Raiden acceded, shrugging. "Next week's good." And with that, he put the mirror down, stood up, gave you a quick kiss on the cheek, and hurried off, most likely to go admire himself secretly in front of the bathroom mirror.