#i could probably flesh out the rival groups more

[loosesodamarble]

The Fausts, Josele, and an Idol!AU

Inspired by @lyranova, here are my thoughts for Nacht, Morgen, and Josele in an Idol!AU.

Plus more...

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Morgen: An independent artist known for his love ballads and his deeply contemplative songs. Morgen was a former indie artist working with Nacht, known together as "Devil and Angel" (you can guess who was who). He plays piano for all the songs he writes and is known for being a skilled lyricist. The harmonies he writes are good too, but people tend to focus on his lyrics.

Nacht: One of the four members of the group MKC. He's the group's song composer. He's a vocalist and their main rapper. Used to sing with Morgen when they were indie singers "Devil and Angel." Played the guitar when he sang with Morgen and was the one behind their harmonies. It took Nacht a while to learn lyrical composition.

Josele: A member of the popular girl group 4EVER. She composes the songs, sings vocals, and is the one to perform any rap sections in the songs. Having learned fashion from her mother, Josele also assists in dressing 4EVER for music videos and concerts. She's known for regularly presenting a "starry night sky" aesthetic using white, blue, and black clothes and accessories.

Nacht, Morgen, and Josele are childhood friends. Morgen always had a fascination with music (particularly love songs) and got Nacht to join him in music making. Josele was their first fan and even helped them write some of their first songs. Nacht and Morgen slowly gained popularity thanks to their musical skills, their genuine fan interactions, and also a bit in part to their looks.

Things took a sour turn when Morgen went behind Nacht’s back and wrote a song entirely on his own to confess his love for Josele. She accepted Morgen's confession and even admitted her own feelings for him, leading them to starting a relationship. Feeling betrayed (by Morgen writing a song behind his back and for getting with Josele when Nacht also has feelings for her), Nacht split from Morgen though he couldn't bring himself to abandon music altogether.

Instead, Nacht trained to join an idol group, not feeling brave enough to have a solo career.

Meanwhile, Morgen did continue to sing as a soloist and officially signed with a record label.

Josele joined the idol world in an attempt to reach out to Nacht in some way since the brothers had grown distant with each other.

Somewhere along the way, Josele and Morgen got engaged, despite Josele's managers and agents telling her it would hurt her idol career.

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And now for the "plus more" I mentioned earlier.

MKC, the boy band that Nacht is a part of, has competition in the industry of course. Some of those bands (based on the dating sims I've played) include:

Barricade Heartz: Ichiya, Taiga, Shion, and Nayuta -Ichiya is the lead vocalist and rapper. -Taiga composes the music and is known for always recording the guitar part for the instrumentation of their songs. -Shion is the lyricist and the wardrobe coordinator. -Nayuta choreographs their dances. -Their formation was a business venture by the Tojo Family. -Hibari, the Tojo Family's heir, is working as the group's manager. -Kasuga, Hibari's butler, also serves as a coach for the boys.

LE CHANT: Misyr, Il, Ignis, and Canus -Misyr composes the group's songs all on his own. It's always been that way. -Il isn't the "face" of the band as it were, but he's their lead vocalist. -Ignis and Canus work together to choreograph dances. -Kaoru Rindo is their manager and a former solo artist himself. -LE CHANT got their start as a band from singing outside of coffee shops and cafes. -Their band name, LE CHANT, was inspired by the cafe where they really caught on as a group, Enchanté. So they went with a French name for their group. -Canus is shy about his face and so is always seen wearing a hood and mask when he performs.

Tokyo Spirits: Tomonari, Kunitaka, Genjuro, Yoichi, Kinji, Ohtaro -Tomonari is the main vocalist. -Kunitaka composes the songs with help from Kinji for lyrics. -Genjuro and Yoichi are in charge of choreography. -Yoichi and Ohtaro have a known rivalry over who is the better rapper. -Kinji is the one who sees to their visuals. -There was drama with people thinking Kunitaka (with his last name being Tojo) was a member of the Tojo Family connected to Barricade Heartz but it was proven to be a rumor. -A lot of the band's songs tell stories from the perspective of an object, such as the notebook of a struggling student or the necklace of a woman looking for love. -Kinji used to be an enka performer. No one knows why he switched to pop but they're not going to question it.

savior6: Adolphe, Yves, Scien, Lucas, Mathis, Ankou -Yves leads the group's vocals. -Adolphe and Ankou take turns composing the group's songs. -Mathis is the one who writes song lyrics. -Lucas choreographs their dances. -Scien is the one in charge of the group's visuals. -Ankou is a member of the group but he's inconsistent in his appearances and actually does more solo work. -This gives the other band members a bit of stress since "6" is in their group's name but there's not always six of them! -Many of the group's songs have dark, hopeless themes. Their most popular song is "Endless Despair."

RADIANCE: Vilio, Radie, Ion, Paschalia, Zafora -Vilio is the lead vocalist. -Radie is the one in charge of choreography. -Paschalia and Zafora work together to compose songs with Paschalia focusing on the harmonies while Zafora writes lyrics. -Ion is the main person to do rap portions of songs. -Jinnia is the group's manager and vocal coach. -Tifalia is the assistant manager but is working to take over completely for Jinnia. -Liyan auditioned to be in the group but didn't make the cut. However, he applied to be the group's social media manager and got that job (he got it to stay close in the event that someone else drops from the group).

love X malice: Aiji, Kei, Takeru, Mineo, Kageyuki -Aiji is the main vocalist and also the peacekeeper for the group. Literally, without them they'd be a mess. -Kei does a little bit of everything for the group and he's known for pulling off the most complicated dance moves. -Takeru composes the songs and also uses his tech skills to create special vocal effects in recordings. -Mineo raps and handles the group's visuals. -Kageyuki does the group's dance choreography. -The men aren't just idols. They also act in tv dramas. Funnily enough, they all acted in a crime drama before their idol group ever formed.

GANGSTAR: Gilbert, Dante, Nicola, Yang, Orlok -Gilbert is the lead vocalist and song composer. -Dante and Nicola together work on dance choreography. -Orlok takes over for rap sections in songs. It still surprises the group that he can rap. -Yang doesn't involve himself in much performance production too much, being more inclined to direct their business ventures. -Henri Lambert is the group's manager (and thus butts heads with Yang once in a while). -Rumor has it that all of them were in and out of youth detention centers growing up. -Dante and Nicola auditioned to be idols since their families have been in the entertainment business for generations. Nicola took to it well but Dante was anxious early on and fainted during his first live performance.

Code Realize: Arsene, Impey, Victor, Abraham, Saint, Herlock -Arsene is the main vocalist and a jack-of-all-trades, helping all the other band members in their jobs. -Impey and Abraham choreograph dances. -Victor oversees instrumentation for their songs. -Saint is the one who handle composing vocal harmonies. -Herlock is the brain behind song lyrics, currently at least. -Impey and Victor have been known to build devices to create special effects in live shows. -Herlock was a late addition to the group, having been a solo artist beforehand. -Cardia and Finis are the managers for the group.

Project Prince: Waltz, Fritz, Chevalier, Klaude, Rod -Waltz is the lead vocalist and comes up with a lot of the songs' concepts. -Fritz is considered weak when it comes to standard singing but actually excels in rapping. -Chevalier composes their songs based on Waltz's ideas. -Klaude coordinates the band's wardrobe for their performances. He also plays piano for recordings. -Rod choreographs their dances and leads vocals in numbers where Waltz isn't leading. -Waltz was part of a mixed girl and boy band called Wish-Grant. It consisted of him, Lucette, Mythros, and Loreah. -Fritz used to be Lucette's personal bodyguard when she was still performing. -Chevalier was a vocal coach and behind the scenes song writer but joined Project Prince upon Waltz's offer. -Klaude was a former solo artist but after a small scandal, he was in need of a way to rehabilitate his image and so joining a group where he wasn't the face of it was determined to be the best option. -Rod was a hired choreographer for Wish-Grant since none of their members were knowledgeable to do it themselves.

[ms-cartoon]

Hazbin Rewrite idea . . .

Thinking up some hazbin hotel rewrite ideas cuz the show needs it goddammit! And I wanna see what y'all think.

First of all, Hazbin needs more episodes besides just 8. Like-- I'd say probably 12-20 would be good just to flesh everything out instead of fast-pacing it, crumbling every single character into this one season, y'know, the usual Vivziepop error.

Instead of Adam and Lute being season 1's antagonists, the three Vees should've been the main villains. They can be one of those recurring groups of villains that show up in most episodes instead of every single one.

I don't think they should've been introduced in episode 2, we probably could've waited on that. I guess ep 3 or 4 could've been their first appearance.

I don't know what the Vees' goals are as the Hazbin crew's enemy. Vox and the other two try to come up with a way to keep Charlie from ever striking a deal with Alasor (a little late for that as far as the last two eps), but I don't know why it would be much of a problem for them if she does. I suppose since they're trying to take over hell, he would imagine Charlie (being the princess of hell and higher rank of an overlord) and Alastor (being one of the most powerful overlords of hell that rivals him of some sort) would be his main obstacles to achieving his goal. And somehow the two making a deal together would make it 10x worse for him. If that is the case then I guess I can see that.

But even if so, I don't see why the Vees would want to take over hell. What would possibly motivate them?? I mean-- they are already well-known by tons of folks and are very popular and wealthy. What exactly is taking over hell gonna change?

All in all, the show of course needed more episodes

The Vees should've been season 1's antagonist while the Angels could've been the finale. (I don't know what the Vees' goal could be or what could motivate them to achieve it, but anything better than what Viv had up her sleeve . . . which isn't much of anything as far as I know)

[bbgem329]

Where’s My Love?—Epilogue

Pairings—Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Summary

Two years ago, you and your husband built a life for your growing family at a safe camp during a world wide apocalypse. Everything is good until Bucky catches wind that a rival group is out to dominate the rest for their own gain.

What happens when, one day, the most capable men and your husband are out on a hunt when the camp is attacked? Will you be able to get your children and your heavily pregnant self to safety? Will Bucky find you before it’s too late?

Warnings

MINORS DNI!! 18+++. Language. Angst. Fluff. Soft!Bucky. Zombie Apocalypse.

NOTES

Sorry it’s such a short epilogue I just wanted to keep it short and sweet!!! Thanks sooo much for sticking with me and finishing this out. Your support and time mean soo much to me ❤️❤️❤️

Series Masterlist

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Bucky was sure he wouldn’t sleep a wink that night. The adrenaline pumping through his veins would never allow him to rest, at least not completely. He was too wound, too riled up—both body and mind.

Never had he felt fear like he did that night.

Never had he come so close to losing you. To losing his babies.

Becca.

His sweet baby girl.

He didn’t even want to imagine what would’ve happened if you hadn’t reacted as quick as you did. He couldn’t handle the thought.

If that thing had managed to sink his teeth into his sweet girl…

Bucky shook his head, pulling Becca tighter into his side before dipping down to pressing a kiss to top of her head. She didn’t stir, tucked perfectly in the crook of his arm with her head resting on his chest, completely out.

He took a minute to admire her—the pout in her lips, her long lashes fluttering just slightly across her chubby, rosy cheeks. She was practically on top of him, sweating and drooling, but he didn’t mind.

Not even a little.

She could stay there, in his arms, for the rest of his life if she wanted to.

After last night, he’d actually prefer that.

The sweetest little sigh had his eyes trailing to the other little girl snoozing on the left side of his chest and his heart nearly beat right out of his chest.

Natalie Rose Barnes.

The newest member of the Barnes family.

Despite her dramatic entrance into the world, she was the calmest baby he’d ever seen. The tiniest too.

He swore, Becca and Jamie weren’t this small.

She’d cried upon arrival—thank God, and she hadn’t cried since. A little whimper here and there, sure, but not a cry, cry. Not like the other two had that first night.

It was still early though.

She was only a few hours old.

The moment Natalie slipped into the world, and momma had passed the after birth, with Sam’s help, he finally brought his family home safely.

His best friend did what he could to entertain the kids, wash them up and change them into a pair of the pjs he’d had stored neatly in their new rooms, while Bucky took care of you and the babe.

Once you were cleaned, changed, and tucked into bed with the baby snoozing in the bassinet on his side of the new bed, he’d tracked down the rest of the clan and whisked Jamie and Becca off to bed with a promise to talk more tomorrow and the okay to use Jamie’s bed over his shoulder at Sam.

They’d figure it all out tomorrow. Make Sam his own room—his own space. Because there was absolutely no way he was letting his best friend go. Not when he’d finally got him back.

No. He didn’t have a choice.

Sam was stuck with them for life.

He just needed to be with his family tonight.

Needed to hold them in his arms and keep them close.

Thankfully, Sam understood that.

Bucky carefully leaned forward, nose brushing the soft, dark tuff atop Natalie’s little round head, inhaling her sweet baby scent. His large flesh hand rubbed gently over her blanket covered back.

She wasn’t his first, nor would she probably be his last but she was his and she was special all the same.

Another piece of his heart that would be walking around outside of his chest.

He could handle it though.

With you, he definitely could.

He turned his head in your direction, heart clenching as he took in the sight of you and Jamie wrapped up together. Your faces were squished together, cheek to cheek with his little arm wrapped tightly around your neck and his leg flung over your still swollen abdomen.

The boy had been beside himself with worry and there was no way he was going to leave your side anytime soon.

Not that he could judge, he wouldn’t be leaving it either.

Bucky couldn’t even begin to imagine what he went through, how scared he was. You were his absolute best friend and to see you in pain like that…

It devastated the little man.

But he’d handled it better than they could’ve imagined.

His sweet baby boy—always protecting his momma and his sisters. Putting on a brave face and staying strong.

Bucky stretched his metal arm out, cool fingers just barely brushing against his sons warm cheek. He couldn’t feel how soft the skin was because he could feel the heat–feel something and it was enough.

Jamie would be alright.

They all would.

He let his hand travel a little further, fingers combing gently through your hair. His bright eyes traveled over your face, the dim light of the lantern making your features look so soft and serene.

And all he could think was You’re so goddamn lucky.

You were dead to the world, completely oblivious to the world around you as you slept. But who wouldn’t be in your situation? You’d just walked literal miles in labor and then gave birth in the middle of the forest.

He always knew you would do anything to protect your kids. That you were an inherently strong mama bear but to see it–to actually witness it, firsthand, last night…

Bucky didn’t think it was possible, that there was no way he could fall more and more in love with you. But there you go, proving him wrong once again.

And he was so fucking lucky.

There was no one else, not a single fucking soul in this world, that he wanted by his side for the rest of his life.

Bucky Barnes never thought he would get his happy ending.

Not after what he went through during the war and everything with Hydra that followed.

Not after he and half the population disappeared from the face of this Earth and returned five years later during the Blip.

Not after Steve left him behind to return to the past for Peggy.

But then he met you.

And no matter what, as long as he had you and this family, and Sam, he would live his happy ever after.

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AND THEY ALL LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER WELL AS HAPPY AS SOMEONE CAN BE IN ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE…

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[laikaflash]

im so curious, ive been dying to ask you this:

which soulcalibur ships interest you the most? for the canon ones (lol the few that we have), what about them speak to you? for the noncanon ones, where is the potential for them in your eyes?

Okay, this is probably going to be a bit of a mess, but I'll try to keep it concise. Not jinxing it at all. Going off the top of my head... (drum roll)

Canon

Kilik/Xianghua: It's not for nothing that I summed this one up as "complicated, but dammit if I'm not there for the emotional roller-coaster" in this ask from a while back. I don't want to harp on why the way it ended in the old timeline makes sense to me, but again, I'm a sucker for star-crossed lovers. 'Tis better to have loved than to have lost than to never love at all, and all that... Also, I get the feeling that some overlook the fact that Kilik was raised in a Buddhist monastery as something that plays into his decisions.

Li Long/Chie: The accidental tragicomedy of "My girlfriend's a ninja?!", as I like to call it. Li Long started off as a hotheaded assassin who bit off more than he could chew while deep in enemy territory, and would've bled to death if Chie hadn't found him by chance. I like to imagine them gradually bonding as she nurses him back to health... all while hiding the fact that she and her father are fugitive ninjas, of course. (I've thought about these two a lot because I've had a fic languishing in my drive since 2020. Also, Chie's muteness gives me an excuse to practice describing a range of nonverbal cues for just about anything.) Long story short (pun not not intended), he went through hell and back for her... And it all worked out. Since he ends up in the ranks of the Fu-Ma clan during the pre-SC5 timeskip, I like to think he was a good adoptive dad to Natsu. He probably left the demon stuff to Chie and Taki, though.

Not canon (but I can always dream)

Siegfried/Salia: The Schwarzwind side-missions in Libra of Soul were my fuel, especially with Salia keeping the group together long after Siegfried ran off. ("Because without us, he would have no one to return to...") I think her feelings toward Siegfried were only mentioned in supplementary material before, so I was particularly happy about this part of the "Feelings Shared" side-mission:

Sounds like an open secret to me! (Pardon the uneven cropping.)

To me, Siegfried and Salia have the sort of dynamic that writes itself. Close friends, erstwhile partners-in-crime, leader and tactician... What was that line in Siegfried's SC4 prologue? Something about not letting anyone touch his heart?

(T_T)

To be fair, having a child born with latent Soul Edge energy would be a reasonable worry for him. That might be part of it.

Bonus: according to this relationship chart from New Legends of Projects Soul (page 118), Siegfried's mother sees Salia as "a nice girl, too good for her own son"!

(I'm probably showing more of that section than I need to.)

And now we enter my self-indulgence zone.

I've been playing around with a (very id-driven) Mitsurugi/Taki scenario and went into crackpot mode to flesh it out. It's an AU partly because I think it would take a lot for Mitsurugi to see Taki as something more than She-who-dares-get-in-my-way... Like, oh I don't know, him jumping at the chance to do some mercenary work, even if it means getting caught up in the Fu-Ma clan's business (and Taki watching him like a hawk the entire time). A fair trade for that shard of Soul Edge he picked up long ago? This is all supposed to diverge from some point after Mitsurugi returns to Japan too late for the Battle of Sekigahara (during the pre-SC5 timeskip). For now it's a bunch of notes and scenes clogging my phone's memo app.

There's just... something about a pair of rivals growing to trust each other enough to show their vulnerable sides, I'll say that much for now. Man, that was a lot of words for what started as my brain going NOW KISS.

Sorry this took two weeks. Thanks for asking!

[freshlybakedspiderbread]

Im not looking to write a novel worth of posts about this so lets just get through this real quick, a bunch of other reimu ship and relationships i didnt already cover in this post here, and my opinions on them:

Reimu/Suika: Like it a lot as a ship 😊🍺

Reimu/Eientei crew: friends with reisen, often annoyed with eirin and kaguya, and this is mostly based on the fact that theyre both red and white but... theres some interesting parallels to be had between reimu and mokou i think?!

Reimu/Aya: Also a lot of fun as a ship! 🐦‍⬛I admit a lot of reimu/youkai who intrudes on her shrine have somewhat interchangable dynamics, but theres just the littlest of nuaces that makes me appreciate each one differently...

Reimu/Yuuka: Yeah this is cute too! Honestly even though i dont reeeeally necessarily take pc98 lore into account (its a case by case basis for me), i do like the thought of yuuka having a 'history' with reimu, marisa and alice. ...even if reimu keeps forgetting people she hasnt seen in a while!

Reimu/Moriya Shrine folks: so Sanae is the obvious candidate for a bubbling rival kind of ship and i do like it as a friendly thing that can potentially become more intimate. Honestly i see reimu (and marisa) possibly taking on more of an unintentional mentor/senior role to sanae, and the actual target of reimu's ire in the rivalry between shrines is solely kanako!

Reimu/The other religuous groups: i think both byakuren and miko (and maybe most of their crews too) genuinely still believe they can one day recruit reimu onto their side 😅 but she's not having it!

Reimu/Kasen: eeeh, i do like their dynamic a lot and i can understand the appeal of it becoming more intimate, but i've never personally seen it like that myself. They're like family to me these days

Reimu/Akyuu: theres sooooo many really good and enticing parallels to be drawn betweem the hakurei shrine maiden and the child of miare, the expectations the duties the dread that all come with it, and how they find comfort in one another... Im into this one a lot! 😄

Reimu/Shinmyoumaru and Seija: im not actually invested in the actual romance of reimu and them but this is such a mess even before you take potential romantic feelings into consideration. web of complicated and conflicting feelings across all of them especially if you rope in Marisa too! 🤪

Reimu/Aunn: its like shipping a magical girl with her fairy mascot. Even if the mascot can take human form, its like... thats just a big talking teddy bear! You dont date one of those!

Reimu/...Misumaru? : unlikely but regardless of shipping, misumaru needs to appear more. She just showed up, dropped a bunch of lore and then left... Even Okina has been a little fleshed out since she did the same!

And probably a bunch of other stuff i could dedrege up from my mind on the spot but people can just ask me directly if they wish to hear my thoughts on reimu paired with random stage 2 boss.

[riseninsaturn]

oh??? pokemon au???? please take this ask as an opportunity to share more (if you'd like!) >_>

using this as an opportunity to actually flesh out some plot as opposed to me just kind of mindlessly thinking about it earlier-- i have a tendency to always make pokemon AUs regardless of the fandom i'm in because despite not playing many pokemon games im so obsessed with spending hours just looking at different pokemon types and moves and creatures, so.

i think plot wise we would have the classic Phoenix protagonist Edgeworth rival situation, Gregory can be the scientist father who dies at some point idk. Maya is one of the Water (? I feel like) trainers who starts accompanying Phoenix around, etc. you find out later that Edgeworth's adoptive sister, Franziska's, dad is one of the elite 4 who also doubles as Bad Guy Group-- Phoenix ends up defeating him, it ends platonic but over time they both grow up, Edgeworth goes to a different region to become a gym leader and/or scientist and Phoenix becomes a local gym leader (who eventually falls from grace somehow, idk something happens and he stops caring so much about putting up a good fight? idk)

I think w/ the Apollo and co cast we have more liberty to get funky with it since a lot of that earlier stuff is kind of following the generic plots of most PKMN games. TBH I cannot conceive of any real plot here and this is where I start to get more focused on just thinking about the types everyone has.

if i WERE to write a PKMN AU it'd be a few assorted ficlets in that universe or just one one-shot exploring it. I think that Ema is definitely a scientist interested in studying the PKMN who happens to kind of roam around the regions and keeps meeting up with Apollo, first coincidentally but at some point tries purposefully to hang out with him b/c friendship. Klavier is def a rival but I do think it'd be kind of interesting if he was a former Elite 4 or something alongside Kristoph? dunno but I do think that'd be cool.

it's late so I'm just going to kind of skim through a few websites but I want to put some genuine thought into this with different stats and strengths and locations etc, but just basic perspective on types & pokemon

Athena NEEDS an Audino. Then, either a Gallade or Medicham, because I think her having a Psychic + Fighting is very in character. I only think she keeps a few around-- I don't totally know her role yet in terms of this but her and Apollo are besties, naturally, and her and Simon are familial. (Note: Athena with a Mimikyu would be kind of iconic).

For characterization purposes SOMEONE needs an Absol. I think it would be cool if Klavier had one personally but I also could be on board with Edgeworth having one, I think you could take that in a few different directions for both.

I don't totally have reasoning for this but I think Apollo with a Wooper/Quagsire is REALLY funny. As a whole I'd want to give him a fairly diverse range of Pokemon, but leaning towards some of the more common ones, if that makes sense? Think he has a Pidgey evolved along the way, probably a fire/fighting, ground, etc.

The Paynes are known for fighting as a duo and both of them always have a Weezing.

This is a little out there but hear me out: Phoenix with an Abra (evolved along), because it's well established that he's lucky as fuck.

Klavier has a Malamar because I like to think i'm funny. He might also have a Sneasel though. fuck, I didn't want to make him a Dark type that was exactly the opposite of my point but i keep finding really great dark types for him LOL

Simon with a Honchcrow, obviously. Also at least one Dragon type for symbolism, or something.

this is the most fun thing i've done all day but unfortunately i have to sleep early for school tmrw :/ if you have more thoughts sully pls share always such a delight to see u in my inbox and notifs makes me smile lots. sorry for rambling i just have a lot of feelings about pokemon

[m1ckeyb3rry]

Foreshadowing mmm but wait I need to go back and reread hollyhock now I sincerely remember there being some part where I was like “this is prime foreshadowing material Mira def slid sth in here” but I can’t remember exactly what so off I go

LMAO Nagi putting in actual effort whenever he battles mc while chigiri and Reo are looking at each other like “there’s no way this mf doesn’t like her he never battles like this”

My exact thought fr I typed otullia out and thought “wait this name lowk looks unbalanced I don’t like the way shit ship name sounds or looks just like phonetically” SHSGSH ok as much as I love the Otoya Tullia dynamic I do agree I think keeping the four of the platonic would kinda keep that familial vibe of the group throughout the story…also them eventually dating kinda gives me those “dating within the friend group” vibes LMAO (not that it’s a problem all the time but usually means they’ll eventually sorta grow apart/kinda separate within the group from the instances I’ve seen so) but lowk I kinda vibe with her being with some from from the mc trio?? (Or ig duo since Nagi is def off limits LMFAO) idk why it sticks out to me particularly but I feel like it’d probably also be easiest to integrate without you going out of your way to create interactions (since they probably encounter reader and co enough considering nagi and reader are rivals)…ultimately up to you though ofc LOL I think it also kinda boils down to how prominent you want their relationship to be? Like if it’s something you wanna showcase more then mc trio probably gives more room to show development (kinda like Tullia and toge from pi LOL) but if it’s kinda more just something you’d hint at and then show in the epilogue then tullisagi or yuki or hiori would work (from these options i kinda vibe with tullisagi the most though)!! But lowk from the vibes I got from pi Tullia though I will say that mc duo is what my gut is feeling LMAO

Pause you should curate a listening playlist for this fr im sobbing you KNOW a story will cook when it manages to show a characters importance even if they’re dead the entire time SHSHDDK but YESS THE TITLE ATE another stroke of genius lowk I love how your titles all strike the balance between simple and complex like usually only one to two words but there’s soooo much analysis you can do abt the meaning behind them!! (Ignoring the crackier fics LMFAO those are still genius but in a diff way yk)

Your graphics slap too I’m still not over how nice the oaeu one looks too (and that epigraph you showed me LMFAOOO) but I LOVE THE SCREENCAPS we’re fr on the same page because my first thought was also “LMFAO PANGORO JUMPSCARE” but WAIT MC TRIO GROWLITHES wait the one on the right is so Reo too I think it’s the eye shape but I totally see the vision

IM SAT TWENTY FOUR ARCS GUYSSSSSSS we’re in for a ride this is gonna be fire and based off your other works I would also be surprised if every arc is just 10k (considering sae oaeu got to 7.9k too LOL) imagine the 240k increases exponentially like Karasu bfb /hj guys are we gonna hit that orv wc (jk LMAO….unless….)

EPILOGUE I’m fr getting all the exclusive tea on this I love it but WAITTT I LOVE THE TIMESKIPS??? The grave visits have me crying /sad (bonus imagine everytime she visits she leaves him pudding from their childhood) and AWEEWE everyone fulfilling their dreams I love it and reader giving up the champion status is so real and such a move like no I don’t wanna be a politician lemme live my life with my pokemon and my white haired sloth

The “(otoya?? Isagi??)” has me laughing LMAO NAGIY/N CHILDREN I’m gonna need full profiles for their kids when you decide to develop them omgggggg THE FINAL LINE GOES HARD bro gege could never I love how fleshed out the epilogue is too like we get the full picture essentially of their lives which is honestly so nice

I love stupid dumbass otoya LMAOOO the tabieita dynamic is just too peak but im crying those lighter/faded ends of karasus hair are grey hairs because of the stress he’s endured LMFAOOO Karasu going through the stages of grief three separate times only to be like “there’s no way that happened to me AGAIN”

FRRRR I feel like the pokemon fandom is one where it’s like almost always active but in a very different way than most fandoms like bllk jjk etc…probably because the content is very different LOL trust you’re reviving it with this fic

BEST OF BOTH WORLDS problem solved im crying mc is actually so chaotic when you put it that way like neither nagi or chigiri care to manage (??? Im suddenly forgetting the English word for this) other people’s bad decisions and when Reo has his moments reason just flies out the window LMAO

I SAW THAT POST I fr looked at it and was like “hah I already got the vip premier screening two asks ago sucks to suck” /j but UGHHB ROUGH AND TUMBLE YUKI ON TOP I’m just really hoping kaneshiro doesn’t sideline characters like him and even Kunigami too (although idc THAT much abt him) like a certain author does…especially since the way he kinda prepped them all for their moments way showing their backstory too like don’t drop the lore and leave like that please!!! I have faith though I don’t think kaneshiro will follow in a certain someone’s footsteps sooo

LMFAOAO wait so real if you can get through orv like that you can read anything…from the like three chapters I read I almost passed out trying to understand wtf was going on between the romanization of the names and the plot but I’m glad you were able to understand LMAOO but yes do lmk if anything’s ever really confusing (yk it’s bad when even I don’t know what I was trying to say)

People just don’t see the vision smh (or they’re just trying to project a little too hard LMAO) guys why do none of you want the cute clueless losers??? Anyways…but HAHAHA nah when in doubt just blame aiku for any ooc moments he just brings out a hidden side to the characters he’s wingmannjng for dw about it….LOL you should pull up one of those generated spin the wheel sites and use that to pick what to do

Also NOEL NOA ok the jacket unzipping thing is just kinda >>>> the whole pants thing has me laughing though because there’s no way that feels completely comfortable to wear although ig they have to to keep their bodies warm SHSHSH

- Karasu anon

AHH idk if you managed to find it or not but i shall spoil down below because i need someone to freak out w me over the ending (and also because it’s technically not a spoiler?? like if you know anything abt oda nobunaga you know how reader’s story ends)

the spoiler is in the dream that reader has of her “mother’s” death which she explains to anri!! that’s actually HER death and the man is otoya 😰 basically in actual japanese history there’s this one battle where the opposing general almost certainly would’ve beaten nobunaga’s forces but he mysteriously dies before he can reach there?? so in hollyhock the explanation is that reader sends otoya to do it…he’s initially very reluctant as he doesn’t think he can do it but reader is very very paranoid and drunk on her power so she tells him he has to and eventually he’s like “ok 👍” and vanishes but he never returns?? this makes reader go INSANE she’s like convinced that he’s betrayed her until karasu tells her oh btw your enemy is dead…and then she’s like okay so where’s otoya then?? and karasu’s like bruh idfk 😭 so she’s lowkey spiraling because she thinks otoya’s plotting on her downfall (and otoya knows EVERYTHING about her so if he betrays it’ll be awful and she, karasu, and otoya all know it) anyways then in actual history nobunaga is betrayed by one of his retainer lords who sets his castle on fire and he commits suicide in his chambers so his body is never found by the enemies and uh. well. in hollyhock land there’s only one relevant retainer lord who swore allegiance to reader and that’s yukimiya 😓 they never got over reader ruining their plans and they believe that reader’s power should be theirs so it’s yuki who sets the mansion on fire and reader kills herself in her room…as she’s bleeding out she has a vision that otoya appears and embraces her (as the man in her dream embraced her “mother”) and she asks him why he left her but he doesn’t respond and she doesn’t argue, instead just telling him he’s not allowed to do so ever again and commanding (although it’s really more begging) him to die by her side 😔 it’s never outright stated (since we’re supposed to have reader’s twisted mindset) but heavily implied by the narrative, otoya’s characterization, and also karasu, that otoya died earlier assassinating that general, which goes against his earlier goals of just doing as he pleases because he loves reader enough that he’ll die doing as she commands and literally nothing BUT death could stop him from coming back to her 😩 anyways this isn’t written because the story ends with reader’s death but as a small consolation (??) in actual history hideyoshi (who karasu is based off of) kills the lord who betrayed nobunaga so karasu does get rid of yuki, thereby avenging reader, but then he’s the only one left which is sad ☹️

OKAY back to pokémon au LMAOAOA YESSS nagi has all of these creative strategies and he’s genuinely engaged whenever he’s battling reader meanwhile chigiri and reo are giggling to themselves because this is the only time they’ve seen him put effort into anything!! SEISHIRO NAGI WE KNOW WHAT YOU ARE…(a loser)

tbh i agree i also think that by making otoya and tullia romantic it also changes reader and karasu’s dynamic a bit?? idk how but it just somehow makes karasu seem like more of a love interest for some reason when he is explicitly meant to be a barou panel…def changes up the vibe of the group too so i do think we’ll have to hold off on ei/otullia (also their ship name isn’t good so that’s another sign…actually wait tullieita isn’t horrible maybe tullia’s name just has to be first in all of her ships) and yeah mc trio definitely pulls up a lot!! nagi more than the others for obvious reasons but all of them are def around much more than any characters aside from reader and co…the only reason i would hesitate to put tullia with reo is because i don’t want people being like “you always put reo with girls in your nagi fics because you hate gay people” or smth LMAOAO and tullia + chigiri give gossiping bestie vibes more than anything (you know every single reader and co + manshine trio link up is just them updating one another on the tea while reader and nagi battle) so lowkey tullisagi might be the play…tbh isagi is actually kind of relevant now that i have everything planned out so i could def have that brewing in the background!! especially because romance isn’t the main focus of the story so it’s not a big deal if it’s not front and center yk

the difference between my crack fic titles and my actual fic titles is so funny to me like wdym my blue lock masterlist has “pursuit”, “hollyhock”, and “peregrine” next to “freaky friday” and “oliver aiku’s guide to getting girls” LMAOAOA omg a pursuit playlist would kind of go crazy though tbh

that’s exactly what i was thinking ngl like if my silly crack one shots are now reaching like 8k+ words each there’s no way i’ll be able to fit entire arcs into 10k words 😭 some of the arcs are def single chapter events more than anything so those ones might be shorter but again plenty are longer…with 24 arcs though even if each arc is only one 5k word chapter a piece that’s still almost 100k words so either way this will be long 😩 LMAOO PLEASE THE ORV WORD COUNT FOR A POKÉMON X BLLK CROSSOVER WOULD BE CRAZY WORK 😱 maybe not that long but i can def see something hefty cooking up in the future

I LOVE THE EPILOGUE i think it’s so nice that everyone managed to accomplish their dreams and AGREED reader wants 0 part of being champion she just wants to sit on the couch and take naps with houndoom and nagi 😭 she did her time protecting the region it’s someone else’s turn now fr 🙂‍↕️ PLSSS YK THE NAGIY/N KIDS ARE SO CUTE my headcanon is that they have two and one of them takes reader’s aegislash as their starter and the other takes nagi’s reuniclus (since both give the vibes that they age super super slowly and they’re probably bored without getting to battle much anymore) and they literally storm through the region without any difficulty because their parents’ pokémon are literally champion level (since reader resigned instead of being beaten her team is technically undefeated in league battles)

I’M CRYING no because after the third time karasu’s deadass like “i’m not mourning for you until your literal ghost appears in front of me and tells me you’re dead 😐” someone free this man 😭💔

THAT’S EXACTLY THE TRIO’S VIBE as we know from epinagi reo does occasionally crash out (omg wait not to world build even more but maybe reo has a rival too [zantetsu] we just never see him because it’s not relevant to reader) and when he does nagi and chigiri are just like “you do you man 👌” because they cannot be bothered to give him actual advice (tbh even if they did it would not be good) honestly whenever mc trio links up with reader and co i bet reo BEGS karasu to talk to him so he can interact with someone else intellectual for a change

i do trust kaneshiro more than gege i think the nel arc just isn’t as strong as some of the others!! but also you can’t expect every single arc to be 100% perfect honestly he’s doing great w what he has so i def appreciate him…i doubt he’d drop that much lore and then just do nothing (unless it’s a naruhaya situation where he’d make it very obvious what he’s planning) so i will be patient hehe

LMAOOO okay sae nation is slowly finding the sae oaeu and it seems like people are kind of liking it so that’s good 🤩 agreed there needs to be more love for losers in the world they truly are so peak…agreed when in doubt blame aiku!! also having aiku’s perspective in the story adds a diff viewpoint which is pretty unfavorable for all of the characters so that can also add to some “ooc” energy because it’s just aiku slandering them DHSKDHSJSJ i think at one point aiku literally says sae is being ooc but then he’s like eh whatever 😭

NOEL NOA IN THAT PANEL???? OMG??? you know my fav of the masters is chris prince but i am SEEING the noel noa vision FBDJSJNSA this is reminding me of the ego fic i started where noel noa and reader have a very uhhh interesting dynamic 🤫 yeah icl the pants are silly but he looks so good unzipping the jacket that he gets a pass 😏

[captain-amadeus]

I feel the "Magnus mistreated his staff" theory only sort of applies to Greylock, but to say that's why Slickwell wanted to become steward of Enchancia leaves out the context of the entire episode.

Think about it: if Slickwell was desperate to stop serving Magnus, why would he have to specifically look towards taking Baileywick's job of all positions? Even if it would've been easier to get rid of Baileywick because of his age, it doesn't make sense considering Slickwell wasn't presented as needing to escape from Magnus because of any mistreatment.

In fact, he shows time and time again how happy he is to be sabotaging Baileywick with the Pin of Klutzenheimer. He SINGS a song about it too, expressing how it's always been his dream to be steward of Enchancia in that same song. Not steward of any other kingdom. Steward of Enchancia.

He's specifically going for Baileywick's job not because it would be easier, but because he intentionally wants his job because it's his dream.

His behavior even shows him being content with serving King Magnus. Sure, he looked nervous when asking if he could take over for the Jubilee, but that's because he had to ask for permission, still trying to ease his way into becoming a steward for Roland. He doesn't want anyone to realize what he's doing, so until he was able to officially hold Baileywick's position, of course he's going to act nervous.

He's literally trying to play it cool until he can snag the spot.

He fails of course.

Slickwell's motives are pretty clear because his motives are actually presented, but when Greylock, someone who worked for Magnus and wasn't given any explanation for being in Day of the Sorcerers, the theory that he didn't want to continue being underutilized or trapped by Magnus seeps into Slickwell's motives because they worked for the same person.

Of course, if you think Greylock wanted to overthrow Magnus because of the motives of all the other sorcerers, then it's reasonable to assume that was the same motive for Slickwell wanting to become steward of Enchancia, despite how it was merely his dream to and would go committing terrible and cruel surprises to achieve his goal.

It's ironic because even with Greylock being a fan favorite, Slickwell is more fleshed out than him. Despite being in a single episode, his role as the antagonist intrigues me more since he has a clear motive that speaks to his character and makes worth of his sole appearance in the show.

Greylock's role could've been more present in the series than Slickwell, absolutely. Slickwell never came back because his voice actor was Christian Borle. As far as I know, Borle does cameos in shows (and hazbin💢 in many musicals like Something Rotten as Shakespeare and Some Like It Hot as Joe/Josephine), but Disney probably wasn't able to get him back even when Slickwell says his iconic line, "You haven't seen the last of Slickwell," and promptly trips over.

Meanwhile. Mitchell Whitfield worked with Disney more, with shows like Vampirina as Demi, as well as provided voice acting for Boo, another character from the show in the episode "Ghostly Gala"

They were also able to bring him back for Day of the Sorcerer, but probably wasn't able to do Greylock due to his workload. Other than the fact that they might've seen Greylock as another side character who would only have the one episode, if they had brought him back, they should've given more time for him to be a friendly rival for Cedric since he does give off that sort of energy; being a constrast of Cedric's seriousness and them working well together with their different mindsets. And they should've never taken the cameo in Day of the Sorcerer to begin with because of how much it went against what we know of Greylock.

They really handled his character as a seat warmer for the group of sorcerers despite him showing no interest in overthrowing anyone. They literally made Greylock a villain just to fill in someone who would go overtake Rudistan. Although a kingdom that's been established to exist in EverRealm, the fact we never get to see Rudistan at all? Rudistan pretty much served as expedition for Day of the Sorcerers, sacrificing what could've been fully fledged locations and characters.

All in all, I sadly think it would've been better to have left Greylock at Baileywick than butcher his established character.

And because it's canon, fans have to reason why Greylock was even there, again, leading them to assume theories for Greylock also apply for Slickwell just for being related to the same king.

Tl;Dr.: Slickwell was a one-hit wonder, and Greylock should've been kept the same because how they destroyed his character wouldn't be worth it.

Why did Slickwell wanted Baileywick's job so much?

If King Magnus were a good boss then Slickwell wouldn't have tried to take Baileywick's job in Enchancia, neither Greylock would try to take over the kingdom/accept to be part of the Order Of The Wand.

What are you doing with your employees, King Magnus?

(Once I saw a theory that Greylock took over the kingdom (which made a lot of people confused because he apparently didn't had any reason to do that) because the king expects too much of him, when he just wants to be treated like a person. King Magnus seed him more like a trophy then a royal sorcerer. Maybe it's the same for Slickwell)

But is it so bad that the only two characters that work for him (that we have seen until now) are trying not to work for him anymore, in different ways? King Magnus what are you doing with your employees?

[emmyrosee]

Thinking a lot about enemies! to best friends! to lovers! with Terushima rn. Just imagine, you’ve known him since you were in elementary school (you were rivals then and it was always over who was king of the playground). When you both graduated and got into college you meet each other again and despite the fact that the rivalry you once had with him is still there it’s now turned a lot more playful and you’re slowly starting realize how much the years of volleyball has done for him. Also how he’s not actually that bad of a guy and maybe you could give him a chance at friendship because let’s face it, he’s probably much more popular with the women (and others heh) now that he’s in college and to imagine being anything more with him stings a little bit because you know he probably doesn’t want anything more that just a fun night. (Turns out you’re wrong and he’s been pining after you since middle school) -pip anon I ALWAYS MAKE MY REQUESTS SO FUCKING LONG IM SO SORRY EMS. Pls accept a smooch from me because I feel bad. (also, If I find out you’re overworking yourself doing requests I am going to come and kick your ass)

IM LITERALLY-

Babes. Bae. Go with me here. Because you’re sO RIGHT-

There’s Terushima, on the lil playground, stealing your cookies and chasing you with boogers to make you back down because he’s the man of this playground mate, and he does NOT like you comin’ around to take that title, despite the fact that you do, relentlessly.

The amount of times you’ve gotten sent to detention or the principals office for being so malicious to each other, it’s carried all through your school years together, even up to the years where you don’t even have playgrounds anymore, but you both are still so desperate for that grip of power and despise the other person for daring to try and take it from you.

But then he just… stops. It’s a slow change, sure, but surely, the stupid brunette you chased with bugs on the playground turns into a hotheaded blonde, with his nose upturned as he flirts with anyone who would let him, his tongue piercing flittering through the tangle of words. He starts playing volleyball and hanging out with the jocks, he’s seen constantly in their group, and then when Kazuma starts coming around, you finally stop trying to get his attention because so many other people have it.

He doesn’t have time for you anymore.

Raspberries blown at each other turn into subtle nods until they’re barely even that. Getting paired up in class means one person does the entire project, so there’s no awkward positions. Graduation is… normal. It’s bittersweet, and you want to extend your thoughts to the Yuuji you’d once known, but you dont get the chance because he’s off with volleyball friends.

And thus ends the tale.

…until your college roommate starts drowning on, and on, and fucking on about this guy they’re seeing, head over heels obsessed with his dick, his presence, how fun he is, and finally you’re like “oh my god, shut up.”

Then, they smirk, “he’s got a cute friiiieeend,” they sing, and you roll your eyes. And it takes them a minute to beg, but you finally agree to meet Mr Perfect and his cute friiiieeend.

So, imagine your absolute shock when, in the flesh, stands the one and only Terushima Yuuji, next to the guy your roommate had recently been enamored with, his jaw slacked to match yours, his piercing glimmering slightly.

And he looks… good. He looks so good, dear god he looks so good, why the fuck must he look so good, and you find yourself trying to look anywhere but up at him for fear of even more awkward interactions or staring. He’s bulkier now than he’s ever been, his hair longer and floppier than back then, but he’s still the Yuuji you’ve known forever- so why does seeing him look so good make you so uncomfortable?

It only brings you comfort to know that he, too, is trying so hard not to stare at you, but otherwise, it’s like someone died and you’re trying hard not to talk about them.

“You’ve..” he suddenly says, offering you one of his rare, more shy smile. “How… how have you been?”

“Good,” you admit, shrugging while your roommate and his friend go off. Then, you smirk happily at him, “better now that I don’t have to deal with your ass hogging the sandbox.”

“Oh har-har,” he shorts, nudging you with his elbow. “That sandbox was my territory and you know it.”

And from there it’s just… it’s so nice. He tells you about what drove him into volleyball, how he learned to be humbled by people he cared most about- not by those who shoved him off the top of the monkey bars- and how he’s doing great. He’s got his golden eyes fixated on you and you alone, and it makes it incredibly hard to tell him of your own successes under such a gaze.

He listens to you like you speak law, eyes only a little lidded and smile only a little more dopey than normal, they glaze over your frame possessively and it makes your chest brush in heat.

“Hey it’s a little stuffy in here,” he says as the music starts to get louder, after talking for god knows how long. More people have come, but you’ve been far too focused on him to even notice. “Do you wanna like… walk to the convenient store with me?”

And of course you nod. Why would you not? He’s nice enough, you’re both adults, you know that you can hang out without too much of a second thought- really you’re the only one who’s thinking anything of it, you assume- so, with your judgement laid out on the floor and a sure-fire plan to go to the convenience store in effect, you let him take you to the drug store, and sure, you let him pay for your snacks, and when he suggests you two walk around for a bit more before getting back to socializing at the party, you let him.

And it’s the worst mistake you’ve made since agreeing to meet your roommates’ hookup’s wingwan.

It’s wet, it’s stopped raining hours ago, and it smells warm and sweet, and your shoes squeak against the pavement while you both walk beside each other. You nudge him softly with your shoulder, and he snorts and does it back, and it’s like the same playfulness you had from childhood is back in the best way possible.

“I’m going to do something dumb,” he says suddenly, biting his lip in a dramatic, flirty way, and you chuckle and pop another corn chip in your mouth.

“Most things you do are,” you hum nonchalantly, swallowing the chip and grinning up at him.

His eyes glaze up and down your frame in mock-offense before quickly catching your waist around his arm, and planting a kiss to your lips, and the arm holding your snack slacks and you drop the entire bag.

And the kiss is just… magnificent. It’s marvelous, it’s everything you wish it could’ve been and even more. It’s juvenile and silly, but it melts your heart like chocolate and it feels like all will be fine.

Too fine.

Far too fine.

When you two part, your hand comes up to cover your mouth in shock, and eagerly, he leans forwards to swallow your gasps in a kiss once more, assuming your surprise was also laced with approval, but this time you, duck away with tears glimmering in your eyes.

You don’t want to kiss him.

You never wanted to kiss him before.

And now, after years of being distant, he suddenly wants to make a move?

No wonder he’s been so sweet.

He wants something physical.

You refuse to give him that.

He ruined everything you’ve ever wanted from him, with just one kiss.

He didn’t want you like you’d always dreamed of being wanted.

You feel gross, and you stare up at him in betrayal, confusion dancing in his golden pools.

“I… I’m sorry Yuuji,” you whimper, hand still not moving from its cover of your lips. “I… I-I can’t give you what you want from me.”

With that, you drop the bag from the drugstore and leave hastily, leaving him watching without absolute sadness in his aching gaze. He drops his own bag onto the wet pavement, and he wipes his nose in an attempt to ward off the tears that start to brew in his golden eyes, merely watching you walk away.

You’re such an idiot. He can’t stand how dumb you are, from back then, to now.

Because all Yuuji’s ever wanted from you, from the first day you shoved him off the top of that damned slide, was a chance.

And he couldn’t even convince you to give him that.

[cirrasima]

Stardew-Valley-esque Sims 4 Storyline Idea

I came up with this idea a while back for a sim who leaves their life to move to Henford-on-Bagley and repossess their great great grandfather’s farm and rebuild it with the help of surrounding farmer friends. Then I got into playing Stardew Valley and I stumbled upon this old prompt I wrote. I realized how similar the prompt sounded to the premise of Stardew Valley so I took it up a notch to integrate the two more. It mainly focuses on Cottage Living, with some influence from Eco Lifestyle. So here goes the family description (I wanted a young adult named Zuri but it could be any sim):

“150 years ago, Zuri’s great great grandfather moved to Henford-on-Bagley. They made a beautiful farm they wanted to pass on to their children for many generations. But Zuri’s grandfather never really had any love for the farm especially when his father died from overexertion. So when his wife died in a fire leaving him with their young son, the farm was abandoned and her grandfather turned to industrialism instead. Zuri’s father made it big in industrialism and their family became rich. But after being surrounded by smog for most of her life and feeling so out of place in her city, Zuri wanted a different path. On a whim, she left her home and moved to Henford-on-Bagley to reclaim her great great grandfather’s farm. The house and garden need a little fixing up but there’s nothing she can’t do once she’s set her mind to it. But should she take up such a task alone? Her former lifestyle didn’t leave room for positive friendships so Zuri grew up relying on only herself. Her kind and handy neighbor Stu and his green thumb brother Wart offered to help her out. Maybe it’s time she let positive friends in and finally feel like she belongs somewhere.”

That’s the general idea. This can really be taken in a lot of different directions. Before I get into the town stuff, I just wanted to mention that her family can also be taken in an interesting direction. I created my household to actually have her grandfather (and perhaps grandmother) still alive and living with her father’s family. They can live in perhaps San Myshuno or Evergreen Harbor. I wanted to have her father involved in industrialist activities and her mom to be an influential neighbor in charge of clubs and voting groups. I also created her brother who’s wants to be a politician. But the question is, will he take after his father and grandfather before him or forge his own path to creating a better world by being a good leader? I’m not a huge fan of having a “main character” sim who’s a teen or older and having their parents just... exist. Everyone deserves a juicy story and a personality outside of just being parents. Maybe her grandfather can have a change of heart when he visits his grandchild who rebuilds the farm and finds a new love for the place he grew up in. Maybe her mother or father can have some sort of rivalry or frenemy relationship with another family. I have her family in a San Myshuno apartment and the other family who lives in the apartment across from them are their rivals. The possibilities are endless!

But back to the town-play. The key is really making all sorts of sims who contribute to making a community. You can even make events and holidays that imitate Stardew Valley events (Flower Dance anyone?). I mentioned Stu and Wart above and I’ll probably flesh out their story even more, but the general idea I liked is perhaps Stu is a woodworker and Wart is a gardener (like oversized crops or something). And maybe they have a wood and flower/seeds shop they run. Something along those lines. You can make some long-time residents and some new families. Maybe several single people you can pair up. Maybe one family sells chicken coops and barns (like Robin from SV). The list goes on!

Well that’s all for the idea of a Sims 4 Stardew Valley mashup. I hope you have fun with this idea!

[ava-achlys]

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Lee Jaehyun (Hyunjae) - Intoxicated [Requested]

Request: dom Hyunjae + overstimulation

badboy! ceo! Hyunjae x PA! fem! reader

Warnings: petnames, dirty talk, slight degradation, a lot of grinding lol, some choking, Hyunjae is a narcissist here

Finally finished this one for @jaepocket ! Thanks for requesting, I hope you like it 💕hope you don't mind that I made Hyunjae an asshole lol

Work parties have taken a toll on your boss, and as the best personal assistant in the world, you help him home.

You kept a watchful eye over your boss throughout the Christmas party. Year-end parties were lined up back-to-back for the most influential entrepreneur under 30 in Seoul. Jaehyun was being extra charming tonight, wooing men and women alike with his dazzling smile, charisma, and powerful aura. He knew he was untouchable, and it showed in his walk. Long legs that could rival any model, perfectly coiffed light brown hair, and a designer tailored suit hugging him in all the right places, showing off his broad shoulders. He glances over to you, and shoots you a wry smile from across the room. No one else might have noticed, despite the fact that everyone who spoke to him couldn't take their eyes off him, but a subtle flush dusted his cheeks and there was a slight glassiness in his eyes that alerted you. Jaehyun has definitely had too much to drink. You stride over to him, and he politely excuses himself from the flock of older women giggling and sidling up to him, and meets you halfway on the dance floor.

He walks to you with a slight wobble, and reaches out to steady himself... by grabbing your hips. "Hey you," he grins, thumbs softly rubbing your waist through the thin material of your dress. You resist the shiver that runs down your spine, the warmth emanating from his hands a welcome sensation since the place was freezing. A mansion full of people and it was still cold? The hosts hadn't bothered to turn the heaters on. That's probably how the rich stay rich, you supposed. It definitely didn't help that you were wearing a skin-tight cocktail dress, with a little slit up the thigh. "Sir, I think you've had enough to drink tonight," you murmur, gently tucking a lock of golden hair back into place. Jaehyun grimaced. He had a glass of wine with every group that approached him that night, and he wasn't feeling too well now, considering everyone wanted to meet with the Lee Jaehyun™, one of Seoul's most prominent and eligible bachelors.

"Let's get you home then, sir, you really need some rest. Or rather, your liver does," you sigh, offering your arm for him to hold on to so he doesn't fall flat on his face in public, possibly ruining his reputation. He lets out a hearty laugh, and intertwines his arm with yours, trying to maintain a power walk out of the place, nodding at other party-goers that greet him in passing. He gratefully gulps the fresh air outside as you wait for his chauffeur to pull up in his stupidly expensive limousine, helping him to clamber gracefully into the backseat once it arrives. You're about to shut the door to book a ride home for yourself when he tugs on your arm, a blazing fire in his eyes as he looks up at you, and you know he wants you to come home with him tonight.

You glance around quickly, making sure no one is watching you get into the car with him, but really, who would question a PA ensuring that her drunken boss gets home safely? You quietly slip into the plush leather seats, leaving a space between you two just in case he feels stuffy or nauseous. Jaehyun roughly loosens his tie, and you can't help but stare at his large, veiny hands. Before you can snap out of it, he catches your eye and smirks, using those very hands to yank you closer, almost sitting on his lap. You yelp in surprise, your hands flying up to his broad shoulders. He smashes his lips onto yours, messy with tongue and teeth and a moan escapes you when you taste the sweet alcohol on his tongue. His warm hands roam all over your body, deftly pulling up the hem of your short dress so he can run his hands up your thighs and grope your plump behind. "Been staring at your ass all night, who said you could wear a dress like this?" he growls against your lips, squeezing the flesh tightly to prove his point.

You weakly push him away, and he stares at you, offended that you don't seem to want him, when you're usually so pliant and obedient for him. "I don't think we should do this, sir, you're not thinking straight," you stutter. Jaehyun barks out a laugh, startling you. "Am I? I'm not drunk, kitten, I only spoke and acted like that so we could get out of that damned party. And maybe I'm not thinking straight, because all I've been thinking about the whole time is ripping that fucking dress off your body, you fucking minx," he snarls, grabbing you again and manhandling you to straddle his lap, sounding completely clear and level-headed. He had everyone fooled; even you, and a crushing disappointment engulfs your heart.

You don't get to feel sorry for yourself though, because Jaehyun is pulling you close, grinding the obvious bulge in his slacks against your clothed pussy as he makes out with you again. You let him run his hands all over you, feeling his lips trail down the side of your lips and down your neck, smudging your lipstick everywhere. Jaehyun doesn't care, clearly, he just wants to make a mess out of you, and you gladly let him, both of you so absorbed in each other that you didn't feel the car roll to a stop. You hadn't even noticed the opaque partition had been pulled up until you heard the electronic buzz of it being lowered, and the indifferent voice of the chauffeur came through. "We've arrived at your destination, sir and miss."

Without so much as a thank you, Jaehyun flings the door open and tugs you into the building's lobby. He owns the whole building obviously, but he lives in the penthouse suite, swiping his keycard to unlock his private elevator. He wastes no time attaching his lips to the back of your neck as he presses you up against the walls of the elevator, grinding on your ass the whole way up. He leaves you panting when the doors open, and he goes to punch in his keycode. The lock beeps, and Jaehyun snarls when he's halfway through the door and you're still lagging behind, knees too wobbly to walk properly thanks to his earlier ministrations. "What are you waiting for kitten?" You shake your head, embarrassed that sloppy make-outs and grinding like lovesick teenagers is enough to make your head spin.

Jaehyun strides towards the bedroom, stripping his expensive clothes as he went, but instead of making a right turn to the master bedroom as he usually does, he makes a left to the guest bedroom. You don't have time to ponder, because he's pulling you in and shoving you onto the bed, dark eyes staring you down as he fumbles with his belt. The intensity of his gaze makes you tremble. Is it from fear, excitement, or a morbid combination of both? He finally gets all his clothes off, and his hard cock is swinging heavily with every step he takes towards the bed. He prowls, like a predator, and you're too petrified to even strip or prepare yourself, but apparently that didn't matter to him.

"You still on the pill?" Jaehyun demands, and you nod feverishly. "Good." And with that he rips your lacy panties off in one fluid motion, and hikes your dress up to bunch up around your waist. You hear the material rip, but before you could bemoan the hefty price tag, Jaehyun slides his throbbing cock inside you, making you arch your back as you moan loudly at the intrusion. He gives you barely any time to adjust, knowing how much you like taking it raw, and starts thrusting harshly. You can't help but moan loudly, almost going cross-eyed from the mixture of pain and pleasure. You clamp a hand over your mouth when a particularly shrill moan slips from your lips, but Jaehyun tugs it away, wanting to hear how good he makes you feel. It's nothing more than an ego boost for him, but you comply.

Jaehyun gets sick of missionary fairly quickly. He does enjoy seeing your pretty face contort with pleasure, and watch your makeup run. But he likes fucking you from the back even more, loves the way you get on all fours for him, loves the way your ass jiggles when he spanks you, and loves how your legs give way when he's done making you see stars. He pulls out for a moment, flipping you over onto your hands and knees easily, ignoring the surprised gasp you make when he shoves his cock back into you. He picks up the pace, hitting your g-spot dead-on with this new angle. He wraps a hand around your throat, the expensive gold bands adorning his fingers pressing delightfully into your windpipe. He squeezes lightly as he slams into your core, and you scream, climaxing without warning.

The sudden clench around Jaehyun's dick has him swearing lowly. "Did I say you could cum, kitten? You know you have to ask for permission," he grunts, fucking you through your orgasm, maintaining his relentless pace. Your head is foggy, and you try to apologize, but every sharp thrust Jaehyun makes cuts your words off. He doesn't let up, using you to chase his own climax, slightly aggravated by yours. He presses down the middle of your shoulder blades, pushing you down further into the sheets so you're not holding yourself up with your hands anymore. You're grateful, because you can barely support yourself anymore, and you need a break. Except he doesn't give you one, hoisting you up by the hips to pummel even faster and harder into you, and your upper half is practically dragging along the sheets with every snap of his hips.

The delightfully torturous graze of silk sheets against your raw nipples, and the rough pads of Jaehyun's fingers relentlessly abusing your swollen clit sends you teteering close to the edge again. You can't cum, no, you won't cum until he tells you to. You want to be good for him, even though you're so close to climax again that it hurts. You hold out, gripping the sheets so hard that your knuckles turn white, when a particularly hard press against your clit and a low growl of "Cum for me now, kitten" sends you screaming once more, vision turning white as your searing-hot orgasm rips through your body.

You barely register Jaehyun's groan as he continues grinding into your g-spot, your pussy clenching almost painfully tightly around him, milking his cock dry as he blows his load deep into your warmth. You collapse forward onto the bed, trembling from exhaustion, chest heaving desperately to replenish your lungs with oxygen. Your whole body is sore and you know it's probably going to be worse tomorrow, and dark fingerprints are going to decorate your skin too. Above you, Jaehyun is still holding your hips up, pulling out of you with a grunt, cock hanging limply as he pants harshly. He watches idly as his cum drips out of your abused cunt, trickling down your legs, and drops your legs unceremoniously.

He stretches his legs, and gathers his sweat-drenched, possibly cum-stained designer clothing off the floor as he walks towards the door. "Clean yourself up, you know where everything is. I need you in the office early tomorrow morning." Jaehyun utters without so much as a glance back at your naked body, and the door shuts behind him with a loud click that echoes through the suddenly cold room. You hear him humming to himself and drawing a bath, and you shut your eyes, trying to suppress a sob at how horrible you feel, both physically and emotionally. Sex with Jaehyun was always hot, rough and mind-blowing, but recently you realize you always felt empty afterwards. Because he'll immediately turn cold once he's gotten his fix, leaving you to clean up after yourself and sometimes even make you hail a cab to go home afterwards. At least tonight he let you stay over, even though it's in the cum-stained bed in the guest room, without any post-coital care.

As you lay there, fresh hot tears stream down your cheeks, and you wonder if all the alcohol in the world could wash away the pain you felt of being used as Jaehyun's personal fucktoy; manipulating you into catering to his every whim and then carelessly throwing you aside once he's done.

[copperdaisy]

Okay, I think I figured it out. Probably going to focus mostly on Uva and keep most of the main cast there since I experienced the plot through Violet first. Naranja will be a ‘rival academy’ likewise located in Mesagoza; the city is large enough to host two schools. Not going to worry much about populating Naranja with teachers and staff because chances are slim that it will feature much in the narrative beyond verbal mentions. Dumping the rest of this behind a read-more because it delves into spoilers for the game plot.

Arven will likely have both Miraidon and Koraidon and be equally glad to get rid of both of them. Koraidon gets pawned off on a convenient Naranja student - Araceli. It is an admittedly more desperate attempt to get the feathered brute away from him ASAP. Miraidon gets foisted off on Chloe. It doesn’t get the robo dragon as far away from him but it still gets it out of his hair. Good enough. That’s... about as far as I have gotten, at least on the start of the story. I have a few scraps of ideas about the end game portion of the plot that I’m still mulling over. Mostly, the possibility that instead of just a group of five going into the Crater (Chloe, Araceli, Arven, Nemona and Penny) it might be a group of eight. The plan is to split them into two equal sized parties once they reach a certain point in Area Zero. One to deal with Turo, one to deal with Sada. Two time machines need to be put out of commission. At first I was thinking about having Araceli just draw three students from Naranja to help, but the more I thought about it the less enthused with the idea I got. She will probably spend most of her time in the story interacting with the Uva gang so I would not have time to devote to on-screen development of those Naranja students. Then I had the idea of using my trainer OCs from other regions to fill those roles. Penny is from Galar - she could plausibly know Jules well enough to call her in. Jules might not be the Sinnoh Champion anymore, and will likely not became Galar’s new Champion, but she is still a strong trainer. That kind of fire power would come in handy. (Plus I am amused by the idea of Nemona getting distracted because holy shit Penny you didn’t say that your friend is a former regional Champion do you think she will battle me?! Priorities, Nemona, priorities.) The other two... I’m not sure about yet. Chloe lived in Kalos, Unova and Alola before moving to Paldea, so she could theoretically still be in contact with old friends from those regions that could help. Drawback is that I don’t remember enough about those games to have any fleshed out characters from those regions. And I don’t remember where my 3DS and the copies of those games are now. Somewhere in my room... Oh, wait. I could just use my player character from my first playthrough of the game as one of them. Just switch her over to being a Naranja student instead of Uva. Still leaves the problem of who the third trainer would be... Maybe one of my Kanto/Johto region trainers. I haven’t used my former Team Rocket character Damien for anything in a while. (He was a runner for Team Rocket, though not by choice. He was a street kid who got mixed up in doing shady jobs for them in exchange for room and board out of desperation.) He probably has skills that would come in handy in Area Zero. The main problem would be figuring out how and why to get him to Paldea... Of course, this would mean that I’d have to write the Galarian adventures first. Which means that I may have to write the Sinnoh story first. Which means that I may have to write the Hisui story before that. God the scope of this project just keeps getting bigger RIP. ...still not as complex as a Yu-Gi-Oh! project would be.

The silver lining to abundant slow periods at work during an opening shift is that it gives me time to work out plot ideas. Could be RP related, could be fic related. Only drawback is that my brain pretty much spins a wheel to pick what will be worked out, so lots of bouncing around.

This morning it is chewing on the possible Scarlet/Violet based fic that would be Chloe and Araceli's story. The main issue is that I am trying to figure out how to combine their stories. Chloe is from a Violet playthrough, while Araceli is from my Scarlet file. There are differences. Differences that I want to include. I figure that both Uva and Naranja Academy exist; I just have to pick which will be my main focus to determine where characters like Nemona and Arven are.

[dreamwritesimagines]

Burn The Witch 5 - Cross Your Heart [Bucky Barnes x Reader]

A.N: Thank you so much for your wonderful support and feedback my loves ! ❤ Here’s the next chapter, I hope you like it as well and please let me know what you think! ❤ Thank you! ❤❤❤

Warnings: Enemies to lovers, fake dating, mentions of blood, sex, violence, death, manipulation, language, guns, knives.

Summary: Lying is supposed to be easy for spies.

Series Masterlist

You were beginning to think undercover operations were some sort of punishments given to agents, because lying was one thing, but creating a whole life around that lie was another.

Not only were your knives replaced by a bunch of paintings on the wall, you now had some photos in frames; old photos of people you didn’t know, people who were supposed to be your “cover” family.

You’d still prefer to have your knives on the walls though.

“You’re my best friend, you’re supposed to be on my side!” you pressed the phone between your shoulder and your ear, and heard Chloe’s laugh.

“I am on your side, I just can’t do anything about your uniform.”

You plopped down on the couch, setting your heels down on the floor.

“Bucky might be from 1940s, but he knows that it’s the 21st century now,” you said, putting the heels on, “No reason to make me dress like a….weird pin up waitress.”

“It’s a part of your mission,” she reminded you, “What, you can kill a target with a wine glass but a pin up costume is where you draw the line?”

You clicked your tongue, “Anyone can kill someone with a wine glass. It’s not that hard.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Babe it’s not rocket science, you just break the bowl part, then use the stem to stab them in the—“ you got distracted when you opened the kitchen cabinet, “I’m sorry, why do I have so many kitchen supplies?”

She held her breath in excitement, “Do you like them?”

“I don’t know what to do with most of them.”

“Cover Y/N likes cooking!”

“And the real Y/N can’t stand her,” you deadpanned, making her stifle a laugh.

“So he hasn’t texted you yet?”

“Barnes?” you asked, “Not yet. Why?”

“Well, I took the liberty of taking a look at his messages the other day.”

“Oh God, don’t tell me,” you said, “He’s seeing someone else?”

“No no, not at all,” she said, “He’s totally single, and probably ready to mingle. With you, that is.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“He and Wilson were talking about you the other day. Well, more like Wilson was telling him to get his shit together and ask you out.”

“I don’t think he’s the type to ask someone out via text,” you said, “I think he will come to the shop one of these days.”

“Why?”

“He looked sort of….” You searched for the word in your mind, “Uh-clueless?”

“Clueless?”

“Yeah, you know how assassins usually flirt,” you ignored her noise of disagreement, “He wasn’t like that.”

“You really need to focus on the personal details of his file.”

You scowled, “What is that supposed to mean?” you asked, “I know his favorite weapons, what knives he—”

“Personal file,” she repeated, “You know there’s more to people than their weapons of choice right?”

“I might have to engage in combat if I’m ever compromised, and do you know how many people walked away alive after engaging in combat with the Winter Soldier in all these decades?” you asked, “Three. Three people; Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanoff, and they are legends. I might be good, but I’m not that good.”

“Just memorizing his arsenal can’t help you in this mission,” she said, “Did you know that he hasn’t exactly dated since becoming the Winter Soldier? His ex Connie ended up having 3 kids and a long career at the post office—“

“What am I supposed to do Chloe, stalk grandma’s Instagram?”

“No, she passed away 5 years ago.”

“Of course she did,” you mumbled, “Listen, I don’t have time for this. I’m already knee deep in my own cover, I can’t get into Barnes’s past when it’ll give me no advantage in the mission.”

“Y/N-“

“Trust me,” you cut her off, looking in the mirror to fix your uniform, “I have everything under control.”

                                              ***

You had maybe like one thing under control and that was the milkshake you were currently pouring into a mason jar. After a crash course in different recipes yesterday, you barely needed any help from your coworkers and seeing that the shop wasn’t very crowded, you didn’t have to rush.

And now you knew how to make three things; pasta, eggs and milkshakes.

If Keith were here, he would’ve said those were 3 main food groups.

“Tara, we’re running low on maraschino cherries,” you said as you shook the can and your new coworker turned to you.

“Oh that’s okay, there’s another jar are under the counter.”

You put the cherry over the whipped cream, and handed the jar to her. “There you go.”

“Another week of working here and you will come up with your own recipes,” she said, “Tell me the truth, are you like a spy sent by a rival company?”

You stared at her, then forced a laugh.

“I wish,” you said, “Maybe I’d be paid more.”

“Good point,” she said and walked to give the milkshake to the customer while you put the empty jar aside, then went under the counter to search for a new jar.

“Strawberries….” You read the labels out loud as you heard the wind bells chime by the door, “Figs, berries—cherries!”

You reached out to grab the jar and stood up but as soon as you did, you caught the sight of the figure by the door and held your breath, the jar slipping from your grip before you caught it mid-air.

“Bucky.” You breathed out, before you remembered to plaster a smile on your face.

Naïve, soft hearted civilian.

He stole a look around as if he expected someone to attack him at any seconds in a milkshake shop before he stepped closer to the counter you were standing behind.

“Hi.”

“Hi-hi there!” you said, putting the jar down, “You came!”

“You sound surprised,” he smiled and you shrugged your shoulders, shooting him a mischievous look,

“Better late than never, I suppose.”

He hissed in a breath, “Ouch, was it that late?”

“Just a little,” you said “So what can I get you?”

He looked up at the board over the wall, “What are my options?”

“Well, we have Unicorn Cotton Candy, Pumpkin Spice Latte, Candy Cane Passion, Lavender Macaron—“ you stopped talking when you saw the clueless look on his face and cleared your throat, “Or hey, maybe chocolate? We have chocolate milkshake.”

“Chocolate sounds good.”

“Coming right up.” You took a mason jar from the shelf to get to it and he grabbed his wallet, making you raise your brows.

“Don’t even think about it.”

“Oh come on—”

“I’m going to make you an overly complicated milkshake if you try to pay for this,” you warned him, shaking the can before putting whipped cream on top of the milkshake, “It’s on the house, I owe you.”

“You don’t owe me anything,” he said quickly, making you point at him with the straw.

“Either way, I’m warning you. I’m armed and dangerous.”

“Consider me intimidated,” he said with a grin as he put the cash into the tip jar and you narrowed your eyes.

“Bucky.”

“Well technically, tip doesn’t count.”

“I wonder where I heard that before,” you muttered under your breath while he walked to pull himself a seat.

“Hm?”

“Nothing,” you said, reminding yourself that your cover probably wouldn’t make dirty jokes and went to place the milkshake in front of him.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.” You waved a dismissive hand and rested your elbows on the counter, leaning in slightly.

He was gentleman enough to not check out your cleavage, instead kept his gaze on your face, making you suppress a smile.

“You were right,” Bucky said, his eyes darting around the café after a couple of seconds, “About how this place looked. It is creepily accurate.”

“Really?”

“I mean we didn’t have a neon flowers corner, but…” he trailed off, “Yeah. Yeah, I would say so.”

“Is that why you look like you expect someone to jump out of shadows and attack you?” you asked and his head shot up before he scrunched up his face.

“That obvious?”

“Not that I have lots of experience but so far none of the customers looked this uncomfortable while drinking a milkshake,” you said, “Is it because deep down you actually wanted to try Unicorn Cotton Candy?”

“Oh no, I’m good with classics,” He held up his milkshake, “No I just think that I’m a bit….uh, rusty.”

“Rusty,” you repeated, “On what?”

“On this.”

You batted your lashes, looking up at him and you could almost feel him being lured in.

“I’m sorry, I don’t follow,” you said softly after a beat and he gulped, taking a deep breath.

“It’s just that you’re—“ he cleared his throat, “You’re very beautiful and it’s been decades since I last asked someone out for a date.”

Winter Soldier, credited with over 100 assassinations, you reminded yourself Don’t lower your guard, it’s just a cover.

Don’t believe in your own cover.

You bit down a smile, tilting your head.

“Well, I didn’t think you were rusty,” you said and he raised his brows.

“You didn’t?”

“Not at all,” you said, “For the record, I’m definitely going to say yes.”

“Are you?”

“Absolutely,” you grinned, “Once you actually ask me, that is. With words, not an implication.”

His smile was almost playful, “With words, huh?”

“I’m old fashioned like that,” you taunted him, “Let’s see how we can make it less awkward for you though. Would you feel more comfortable to ask me out if you knew some weird stuff about me?”  

“You know, that would help a lot actually.”

You tapped your fingernails on the counter, looking up at the ceiling, pretending to be in deep thought. Your superiors had always said the best cover stories were somehow based on real life without revealing your identity, so you figured telling him random things about you wouldn’t hurt or put the mission in danger.

“Well, I really like grapes but I don’t like the skin, so I end up peeling every grape I eat, one by one,” you counted with your fingers, “I watched a documentary once and now I can’t swim in any lakes because I keep thinking I’ll get attacked by that weird flesh eating bacteria. When I was sixteen, I was the president of the chess club but I had a boyfriend who didn’t believe in the moon landing—”

“I heard about the moon landing!” he said quickly, “I didn’t get around to watch it yet though.”

“Oh my God, you should.”

“What else?”

“I’m scared of peacocks,” you confessed, “I know everyone says they’re beautiful but they look like they’re waiting for the right time to attack you.”

He looked like he was fighting with himself not to laugh and he pressed his metal fist on his lips, his whole attention on you.

“You can’t laugh!” you exclaimed and he shook his head, trying to look as serious as possible.

“I’m not!” he managed to hide his chuckle with a cough, “Keep going, this is very helpful.”

You heaved a sigh. “Well, do you want to hear the most embarrassing one?”

“Absolutely.”

“I normally keep my phone on mute 24/7 but since last week it’s been on full volume because I was terrified I’d miss something important.”

The amused light in his eyes got softer and he lowered his hand, a smile warming his face.

Hook, line…

“I was um— I was hoping for you to call, you see.” you said, averting your gaze from him to look down for a second, biting on your lip.

His voice was raspy; “Were you?”

You shrugged your shoulders, mumbling an inaudible maybe, and his eyes trailed down to your lips before snapping up to lock your gaze in his.

“What time do you get off work today?”

And sinker.

Time to pull back.

You sucked in a breath through your teeth, “I work at the soup kitchen tonight.”

“Oh –I thought you said it was on Mondays and Wednesdays.”

“I did, I’m just covering for a friend tonight. Family emergency, she says.” you said and pushed your hair behind your ear, shifting your weight, “But my shift is over at 6 tomorrow and I can be ready around 7, I live really close by. If you’re- if you’re free, that is.”

“I am.”

“It’s a date, then.”

“It’s a date,” he repeated and stood up, “See you tomorrow, Y/N.”

“See you tomorrow Bucky.” You smiled as he walked out of the shop and Tara came closer to you.

“Wow, you’ve been here a month and you met someone that hot?” she said and winked at you, “Good job there.”

Right.

Good job.

                                             ***

“So, wait—“ Chloe came closer to sit between you and Keith, holding a huge bowl of popcorn, “He just showed up?”

“Mm hm.”

“And you have a date tomorrow?”

Keith uncapped your beer and handed you the bottle as you rested your feet on the coffee table.

“You’re being careful, aren’t you?” he asked you and you nodded.

“Sure.”

“He doesn’t suspect anything?”

“No, he’s buying this whole naïve soft hearted civilian thing,” you said while Chloe snatched the remote from Keith’s hand, ignoring protests.

“And are you?”

You dragged your eyes from the list of movies on the screen. “I want a horror movie.”

“Well too bad, I want an action movie.”

“We’re watching a rom-com and that’s final!” Chloe pointed at both of you, making you groan.

“Why does this keep happening?” Keith asked to no one in particular and she snapped her fingers.

“It’s my turn and my place so I pick the movie,” she said and shot you a look, “I’m still waiting for an answer, by the way. You don’t….you don’t have feelings for Barnes, right?”

Keith stole a look at you before turning to Chloe,

“I don’t think our dear friend here wants a relationship beautiful,” he told her, “Not after what happened the last time.”

You could feel the goosebumps rising on your arms as a shiver ran down your spine.

“I don’t even know Barnes all that well yet, but I can assure you he’s not the type to—“ you paused, “Do something that cowardly.”

Keith gritted his teeth. “Where is that asshole anyway?”

“Hungary,” Chloe said and you raised your brows.

“Undercover?”

“Yeah. I hope he gets compromised and dies there.”

“Very unlikely,” you murmured, “Anyways, what brought this on? My feelings for Barnes?”

“It’s just that I recently read Vincent Smith’s file,” she said, “You guys remember Vincent?”

“Who?”

“His code name was Marco.”

“Oh, I remember Marco!” Keith said, “That guy took down a whole unit by himself. What happened to him?”

“He is missing.” Chloe said and you pulled your brows together.

“Since when do agents go missing and we don’t know where they are?”

“Since they fall for the target.”

“No way,” Keith chuckled, “Badass spy Marco fell in love? Poor idiot.”

“You’re a terrible person, Keith.”

You sat up straighter, “Wait, did you say he fell for the target?”

“Yeah, I saw the reports from his handler. And now he’s missing, and I don’t want you to run away with Barnes like Marco did with his target.”

You and Keith exchanged glances and you clicked your tongue.

“Chloe babe, he’s not missing.” you said “He’s dead.”

She pulled back slightly, “You don’t know-“

“Yes I do. You don’t fall for the target and compromise the whole mission, not unless you want to end up dead.”

“There’s no report of that,” she insisted and Keith sipped his beer.

“What did his report say, sweetheart?”

“That he was removed from his mission before going missing.”

Keith scoffed, “Rest in peace Marco, you won’t be missed.”

“How do you know—“

“Because that’s the code,” you said, “If the report says he was removed from his mission and went missing, it means he was killed by an agent on our side.”

“We killed our own agent?” she exclaimed and you turned the beer bottle in your hand,

“He stopped being our agent the moment he fell for the target.”

Chloe covered her mouth with her hands, worry etched into her expression, “Y/N, please, please promise me you won’t somehow get too involved in this mission and fall for Barnes and put yourself in danger.”

You let out a small laugh, grabbing a handful of popcorn.

“It’s the Winter Soldier we’re talking about,” you reminded her and chewed on the popcorn, “Trust me, that would never happen.”

“Cross your heart?”

You heaved a sigh and clinked your beer bottle with hers.

“Cross my heart honey,” you assured her, “There’s no way I’d sign my own death warrant by doing something that stupid.”  

Chapter 6

[whumper-whimsy]

Just got an idea for a whump thingy omg <333

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♥︎ a gift ♥︎

terrible assassin whumpee- noah

rival group whumper- oliver

⚠️ WARNINGS ⚠️

Kidnapping, long-term ownership, NSFW whump, rape mention, stockholm syndrome, creepy + affectionate whumper

"Noah!" A voice called through the halls of the mansion, echoing through the doorway and into the bedroom.

Noah sat up from the bedding of his cage, leaning up to hold the bars. He shivered as he sat up from the warmth, only wearing a tight thong. Oliver had given him permission to stay in the bedroom after his first 6 months of being kidnapped, as long as renovations were made to accommodate him.

A large wall of iron bars cut into a third of the room, the other side only accessible via a locked mesh door. Oliver had lined the bottom of it with fluffy padding and filled it with snacks, drinks, and some sex toys. It disgusted him at first, but now it served as his refuge from the damp, cold, dreary basement.

"Yes, sir?" Noah called back through the bars of his cage. His heart beat with anticipation. What was happening? Did he do something wrong?

Now Oliver's voice was much closer, right outside the view of the doorway. "I got you a gift, my love!"

Noah's heart lifted; a gift? Had he been that good? "A gift, sir? Thank you so much, what is it?"

There was a moment of silence, then Noah realised from the sound of another pair of feet kicking against the floorboards that there was a second person. Why would Oliver bring a person?

He heard muffled struggling, then the sound of tape peeled from flesh as Oliver swung himself and the other around the door.

"NOAH!" The second person screamed, and he recognized him immediately.

His boyfriend from before he was kidnapped.

"AARON!" Noah screamed back, his heart twisting.

Aaron writhed and kicked in Oliver's arms, trying to hurt the stronger man. Noah stuck his arm out from between the bars of his cage. "Aaron! Oh my god, Aaron!"

Oliver managed to keep Aaron restrained as he unlocked the door and tossed him in without much care.

"Here, i got your present! Isn't it great, such a cute reunion!" Oliver locked the boys inside and stepped to face them from the other side of the bars.

Noah dove into Aaron's arms, tucking his face into the other's chest. "Aaron, you're here... you're really here!"

Aaron hugged back tightly, staring down at his boyfriend. "Holy fuck, Noah. You're alive?!"

When Noah looked back up, both of their eyes were teary. "You thought I was dead?"

Aaron was starting as if it was obvious. "Y-you disappeared off the face of the planet for more than a year! W-we had a funeral-" he cut off, eyes wide as he scanned Noah's features, "you're alive!"

Noah nodded feverently, pushing his face back into his boyfriend's chest.

After a couple seconds of tight, much needed hugging, Aaron pulled back once more, surveying Noah's mostly nude body.

"Has he hurt you, baby?" Aaron fretted, then paused when he got to his neck. "Is... this a hickey?"

Noah winced slightly, reaching to cover it with one hand. "Aaron, it- i-"

Both had forgotten about Oliver until he cut in, "that was my work, Aaron. You like it? I couldn't just leave his pretty body untouched, could i?"

"You fucking MONSTER!" Aaron clutched noah protectively, glaring up at Oliver. "You touched him? You- you- defiled him? I swear to God, if you ever lay a hand on my boyfriend ever again, ill-"

Oliver interrupted his rant. "Dont get so heated, Aaron, dear. I assure it was all fully consentual."

Aaron turned back to Noah, his grip loosening. The crestfallen look in his eyes broke his heart. "No," Aaron returned his attention to Oliver, hugging Noah tightly to his chest. "he wouldn't- you're lying! You probably raped him or something!"

Noah's heart was nearly beating out of his chest. Yes, at one point he had stopped resisting and let Oliver have his way with him. Did he enjoy it? Frankly; yes, a little. But would he have 'cheated' if he knew he'd ever seen his boyfriend again? Of course not!

Then, Oliver pulled out his phone.

Fuck.

He took a second to unlock it and scroll through the gallery, then clicked on a video.

No, no, no...

"Here's some video evidence, dear. See? Perfectly consentual."

The video began to play. Noah was laying back against the bed with his knees to his chest, Oliver pumping in and out of his ass. 'Oliver~" the Noah in the video moaned, his back arching and spit drooling from the corner of his lip. "More, please!~"

Noah felt arms loosen from their tight grip. "Noah?" Aaron stared down, shocked. He looked back up at Oliver, unsure of what to say.

Oliver had the volume all the way up as the video played on.

Video-Noah squeezed his own thigh, moaning, panting, whimpering. A large hand reached out and began to stroke his cock slowly.

"Turn the damn video off!" Aaron barked, crossing his arms over Noah's back. "I fucking get it. I know that he wouldn't have given into you if he knew he'd see me again."

"Oh? Let's test it then!" Oliver grinned, pocketing his phone and reaching for the key to the door. "Heads up, Aaron, if you try and escape, Noah dies. Drop him."

Aaron tensed, but stayed mostly still, glaring up defiantly at his captor and letting go of his boyfriend.

"Noah, dear," Oliver called, swinging the door open, "come."

In a pavlovian response, Noah got to his hands and knees, but paused, clearing his head with a shake.

"C'mon, Noah. Be a good boy for your master, and you'll get a treat!" Oliver coaxed, smiling sweetly.

"...Noah?" Aaron croaked.

Voices fought within Noah's brain.

'Don't go with him, stay with your boyfriend!' a part of him screamed.

'don't you want the treat though?' Another part chimed temptingly. He crawled ahead a few paces.

"Good boy, c'mere~" Oliver was grinning, not at him, but over his shoulder at Aaron. Noah turned his head back to look at his boyfriend.

"Noah, pup. Look at me." Noah's heart nearly melted as Oliver used the petname.

'Youve been with Oliver for over a year, don't your loyalties lie with him?' A voice asked, urging Noah on as he crawled another page or so.

'Aaron is your boyfriend, though. He cares about you-'

"If you come to me, Aaron can sleep in your cage instead of the basement, AND I suppose I'll let you two fuck." Oliver held his hand out encouragingly.

Noah knew what the right answer was. He was a loyal boyfriend and would obviously pick Aaron over the psychopath that kidnapped them both.

...

Or maybe he wasn't.

Noah shot one glance back at aaron, then bowed his head shamefully as he crawled to Oliver.

"There's my good boy! Come to your master~" Oliver scooped him up eagerly, cradling him close. Noah's heart wrenched as he looked over Oliver's shoulder and saw Aaron's crushed expression.

"See? He's been trained very well." Oliver planted a kiss on Noah's temple, locking the cage behind him and setting Noah carefully on the soft mattress.

"You're just gonna let him?" Aaron croaked, staring through the bars with huge eyes.

Oliver answered for him, "I gave him a treat in return. Now you guys get to sleep together! I bet you'll be sucking and fucking all night long~" Oliver was grinning down at Noah now, straddling his legs and rubbing his sides sensually.

"Im sorry, Aaron. I-i love you. I'm sure you understand..." Noah gave a humorless smile.

"Dont look at him," Oliver held his chin, tipping it back up, "look at me."

___timeskip___

Noah collapsed to his knees as he was guided back to the cage. As soon as he was inside, Oliver locked the cage and left. Noah was worn out. Oliver had made an example of him, they had gone on for what felt like an eternity.

He fell flat on his face, hitting the soft surface of the floor of his cage.

In an instant, Aaron picked him back up and pulled him to the small, fluffy mattress in the corner.

"Noah..." Aaron whispered as he dragged the smaller boy to rest against his chest.

Noah waited to be berated. He waited for Aaron to lecture him about cheating, about giving in to Oliver's temptation.

"Are you okay, hun?" Aaron played with Noah's hair softly, trying to comfort him.

"Im so sore... fuck..." Noah groaned, squeezing his eyes closed. He turned to lay on his stomach, hugging Aaron's clothed chest.

"Is there any way i could help?" Aaron cupped Noah's cheek gently.

Noah nodded, signaling weakly to the mini-fridge that was tucked next to the bed. "There's a, uhm-" he paused awkwardly, "a glass dildo. For soreness. It helps. Some lube on top of the fridge."

Aaron nodded, shifting Noah to the side so he could grab it out. Noah waited, legs spread. Aaron lubed it up and slid it in carefully.

Noah sighed in relief, smiling at Aaron.

Aaron smiled back. "Im sorry if i got mad earlier... im just glad you're okay..." He paused. "Clothes?"

Noah pointed to the other side of the huge cage, where there were neatly stacked piles of thongs, boxers, thigh-highs, and lingerie.

Aaron settled for a large pair of boxers, and gave Noah his shirt.

Noah tugged the clothes on gratefully, then cuddled back up with Aaron.

"We'll get out of here soon..." Aaron promised, caressing Noah's body gently. "Im sure of it."

"Y-yeah? You think so?" Noah smiled softly, reaching up to intertwine his fingers with his boyfriend.

"I know so." Aaron squeezed his hand, pressing his forehead to Noah's. "Do you want to hear about everybody back home?"

"That's sounds really nice."

[dmsden]

Building From the Heavens Down - Designing a religion for a fantasy RPG

fHullo, Gentle Readers. This week's Question from a Denizen is from callmeshei who asks, "Do you have any advice for building a religion from scratch for a homebrew setting?"

Hullo, shei! I do, actually!

When looking at a religion, I think it helps to divide it into a number of elements to help you keep things straight: the deity and their domain, the "earthly" structure of the religion, the doctrine, and the game mechanics. If you examine and provide material for all of these things, you can make a pretty good religion without overwhelming yourself.

Before we even get into that, I'm going to give you something to think about: who is this information for? My campaign world has a lot of different religions, spread across a lot of different continents, races, and beliefs. Guess which one is the most developed! Yes, it's the religion of Shandalene, the Life Goddess that the PC Cleric in my game follows. I know a bit about all the other deities, but, other than the bits of the religious elements that my PCs have encountered, I haven't bothered to fully flesh out each and every religion to enormous amounts of detail. Will I someday? Given an infinite amount of development time, I might, but I have a game to run.

For example, in the lands my PCs are currently exploring, there is a trio of deities called the Tinavri that represent the predominant religion of the area. I know the names of the Tinavri and what each deity represents. I have depicted a few religious elements that set it apart from other religions...a lot of architechtural elements in sets of 3 and 9, a lot of water imagery, the concept of "sacred urchins" who repay the church for raising them through service to the community, the presence of "Chosen" of the gods who are shown enormous respect by people. Beyond that, I haven't fleshed it out too much, because my players haven't delved too deeply. If they start expressing more interest, I'll develop more, or, as it seems logical for them to interface with the religion, I'll flesh out more elements.

Okay, with that advice out of the way, let's look at the four things I think will give you a solid basis for your religion:

1. The Deity or Deities and their Domain. First, who is this deity? What is the thing they are deity of? If it's a goddess, are they a goddess of war? A moon god? A goddess of life, nature, and the sun? A deity of the cycle of the year? Knowing this bit will probably help you answer a lot of the rest of the things that could be useful to know.

Once you know what the deity is about, think about where they fit in with other deities. Do they have rival or allied gods? Are they part of a pantheon? Where do they "reside"? Do they exist in a particular otherworldly realm, such as a domain in the Astral Sea, a layer of Hell, the Shadowfell, or the like? Do they have angels, exarchs, or other servants? If so, what are those servants like?

2. The "Earthly" Structure. Now that you know something about the deity, think about the people in your campaign setting who worship them. Are they followed by a particular culture or race? Is their worship tied largely to a specific geographical region? Is there a particular group within a society that's likely to find worshiping this deity more appealing? Once again, laying this foundation is going to help you organize your ideas as you flesh things out. A war deity worshiped by dwarves is likely going to be very different from a war deity worshiped by halflings, for example, and knowing this can help you make decisions.

Once you know who follows this religion, start thinking about the structure that group is going to have. Is this a deity who might have mighty temples, or are they the sort who will just have small churches, shrines, or sacred groves? Do they have a formal, organized religion with hierarchy and ranks, or is their worship informal and almost familial? Are there specific holy days, services, rites, and rituals associated with the religion? I've talked in other articles about how realistic festivals can make your campaign world seem. Religious holidays were very common in Medieval Europe, and they could be something you use to express something unique about a culture the PCs are traveling through.

3. The Doctrine. This can be as elaborate or as simple as you like. I'm certainly not suggesting that you write a specific set of religious rules for each religion, but it's a good idea to call out anything specific. For example, it's logical to assume that a deity of order and good would have pretty basic rules: don't kill each other, don't steal, etc. But if they have something unusual, definitely call it out. "You must never harm a drake, for they bear the blood of Bahamut," would be a very interesting rule. It makes me imagine drakes wandering through a town, having learned that townsfolk won't attack, and will, in fact, throw them a chicken now and then.

Likewise, if there are unreasonable rules within a religion, it's good to call those out as well. "All gold belongs to the sun god," is likely going to cause PCs a bit of trouble, as they're suddenly expected to bring their hard earned gold to the temple of the sun god and leave it there. Conversely, it might inspire some daring adventurers to try and raid the temple of the sun god in order to grab some of that forbidden gold!

4. Game Mechanics. This should be pretty self-explanatory. If you have a cleric that's going to follow one of your religions, they should know what domains they can choose from or if there are other game mechanics they should be aware of. You might give clerics of the deity of night a gift of darkvision (or improved darkvision to those who already possess it) but at the cost of taking the sunlight sensitivity flaw. Perhaps because of a specific element of your deity's portfolio, they can cast a spell that isn't normally on the cleric's spell list. I could easily see a deity of hospitality putting Mordenkainen's Magnificent Mansion on their clerics' spell lists, for example.

I hope this helps, shei. I think if you follow these questions, you'll be able to put together as much or as little information as you need to make a religion that works well for your campaign setting. Until next time, may all your 20s be natural.

[youarejesting]

Wash Out.21 (Sope Special)

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Banners: @purpleskies1999 Pairings: Dolphintrainer!Taehyung x SharkDiver!Jin,  Mer!Jimin x Reader, Scientist!Namjoon x MerKing!Jungkook, Mer!Yoongi x Mer!Hoseok. Rating: 16+ Genre: Mystery, Romance, Comedy, Drama, Fantasy, little bit of Action, Slice of life, Enemies2Lovers, Friends2lovers, Social media au, Fake Texts, Fake Subs.

Summary: Taehyung and his best friend Y/N are Dolphin trainers at Wash Out; Marine Wildlife and Theme Park. When the nerdy marine biologist and resident veterinarian Doctor Kim Namjoon goes missing; the two friends form a ragtag team with Taehyung’s rival Seokjin and a…. Fish?

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Yoongi stood still, his legs shaking. It was not normal for him to be standing for this length of time. They were mermaids used to having tails their strength in the water. Swimming was like breathing. Of course their legs only appeared on their sacred land under the ocean.

They couldn’t walk on human land, could never compare to their leg strength. Most Mermaids spent their days in the water only entering the sacred land for celebrations. Yoongi being one of many guards would protect the royal family, albeit there was no longer a royal family. Jungkook was all that was left, a prince forced to be a king before he was ready. 

Guards were the most common of the merfolk to adorn legs. Jungkook was confined to the sacred land, his time in the water limited. Anything to keep him safe from the threat of other merclans. Each guard embellished in the silk of the clams. Byssus was woven finely like silk, the light material was surprisingly warm enough to protect the guards and King whilst in their more vulnerable form.

Yoongi looked across the crystal throne room, the love of his life standing just as tall, his stature stronger than Yoongi’s. A feat as Jungkook tore the room apart, bioluminescent vines and lanterns ripped from the walls. Food and wine splattered on the floor of their ancestors.

Hoseok’s mouth turned down, the sight unnatural for his usually cheerful disposition. The hardest part of their job was raising Jungkook, it seemed no matter how hard they tried to teach him right and wrong, politics and history they still came up short. He didn’t have a family, not anymore, he didn’t know how to share and never had to work for relationships. 

Everyone adored him, feared him, doted on his every whim. He was given the finest foods and all the newest technology Merfolk could offer. Anything to keep him content in his prison. It surprised Yoongi that Jungkook hadn’t questioned his confines, that he was complacent with their level of control over his freedom.

Jungkook no longer understanding, why his new found friend was so reluctant to stay. He extended all his riches and gifts to the human, something other merfolk would cherish. 

“Why does he still want to leave, with me he could be treated as a king,” Jungkook seethed, throwing a leg over the arm of his throne massaging his temples. “Leave me.”

Hoseok marched dutifully to Yoongi, supporting the older merman as they made their exit. Walking him to the entrance of the underwater cove, the air though damp enough to keep their lungs from feeling dry, they much preferred sinking into the cool water. Doing so allowed the power of the sacred land to slip away leaving only their natural form. 

The two transformed their black and blue tails wrapping around each other, a romantic gesture Yoongi enjoyed more than he wished to admit. They relaxed in eachothers arms peacefully, sinking further until they landed on the floor of the large network of caves. This is where most of the merfolk lived as they were still protected from the open ocean.

Under the cove was wide and besides a few stalagmite and stalactite the surface was predominantly flat. However the local life was anything but, everyone bustling around the settlement enjoying tending to the seaweed, crafting and protecting the sealife. 

“Jungkook, is struggling. He doesn’t understand how to handle rejection. He doesn’t understand that people value the same things,” Hoseok mumbled, massaging Yoongi’s lower back to help relieve tension from standing for such a long time.

“That human cannot survive long under the ocean, he grows weaker by the day, barely eating.” Yoongi huffed, “If Jungkook doesn’t let him go, the poor thing will die, Jungkook isn’t ready to experience something like that so close to him.”

“I think he has gotten too attached, losing this human might break him,” Hoseok bit his lip, “Dare I say he is in love with him, he could be his promised.”

Yoongi scoffed, the idea that Jungkook happened to find his promised one and he was a human, the first human he had ever met. Yoongi and Hoseok were unaware they were each other's promised until Yoongi had a week off from guard duty and started to get really sick. The two had met in the infirmary wasting away and only in one another's company did their condition improve. “Hoseok, that’s a bit much.”

A figure swam down the path quickly, heading straight to the sacred cove entrance, carrying something large. Was someone trying to attack their home? The two fell apart taking up offensive stances, each lurching forward when they spotted Jimin holding an unconscious human.

“Not another one,” Yoongi chastised, eyes sweeping over Jimin trying to be inconspicuous. Though he cared he showed it silently, not fond of open praise. The kind to listen and assist others out of sight.

“I have to make sure he is alright,” Jimin gave no further explanation, swimming up into the cove entrance dragging the human onto the sacred land. Jimin’s gold tail disappearing, leaving behind two bare legs. 

Wrapping himself in a cloth, the two followed. Yoongi strained to lift himself into an upright position. Hoseok brought out their usual transport, especially for Jungkook’s deliveries. In this case they threw the unconscious human across the shell of the crustacean and they headed to their king.

“Are all humans this big?” Yoongi asked, eyeing the figure draped beside Jimin. The two crab-pooling wasn’t the issue, the way Jimin looked genuinely concerned for the human was. It was no good for humans and Merfolk to fall in love, the dynamic wouldn’t end well. 

“No, they aren’t all this big, some of them are small, delicate and beautiful. They are magnificent, fascinating beings. Some are scary and mean and others are innocent and protective, just trying to do the right thing.” Jimin whispered, checking the humans breathing once more. 

“Is he your promised?” Hoseok asked softly, not knowing how to approach the topic sensitively. Jimin smiled, shaking his head. The thought appeared to have amused him.

“He is someone else’s promised,” Jimin said, “But I think I met her, she was beautiful and strong, never letting anyone stop her, never letting bad things keep her down. She would swim head first into enemy waters to save someone she barely knows.

The human groaned, “Where am I?” Jimin let out a sigh of relief, this human was waking up and didn’t seem to be physically hurt, at least there were no wounds they could see upon his flesh. “Am I dead?”

“No, you are not dead, you are in our settlement.” Jimin grinned at the disorientation present in Seokjin’s words. He was struggling to enunciate his words, each more like a whine drawn out.

Upon entering the crystal throne room the group tried their best to support the sluggish human inside. Gaining the attention of Jungkook, ceasing his brooding long enough to assist the three struggling mermen. As if hearing the commotion or perhaps Seokjin’s terrible jokes Namjoon emerged from where he had been staying.

“Jin! Are you okay?” Namjoon grabbed his friend, checking him over for injury, “What are you doing here?”

“Rescuing you and avoiding the police, I ran my car off the cliff and also may have destroyed the letter box outside your beach house.” He laughed, “Never really liked it anyway.”

“You did what?” Namjoon said, concerned, “Are you crazy?”

“Listen, we were being chased. It was all for you, and Jimin of course, returning Jimin and rescuing you.” Seokjin smiled at his friend. Yoongi thought these humans were weird, they were reckless and too odd for his liking. “I even teamed up with Taehyung and Y/n in order to save you. Do you know how hard that was?”

“Didn’t seem hard at all, you and Taehyung seemed to get along really well.” Jimin pushed the human with a smile, it was weird to see Jimin acting so comfortable with the humans. “We will return you so that the issue can be resolved, I am starting to grow worried about how we left.”

“What do you mean?” Seokjin asked confused

“Humans tackled Y/n and Taehyung dragged me into the water. Right before you and your car contraption fell into the water I killed the man who scared you all.” Jimin said proudly, this didn’t seem to go over well with the human’s. Yoongi hoped Jimin didn’t do something stupid turf war wasn’t on his to do list.

Yoongi didn’t understand the words coming from Seokjin’s face, if he had to liken it to anything, it sounded like vulgar slang, curse words. The human looked panicked.

“We have to go back, they are probably being sent to prison,” Seokjin said, trying to leave unsure which direction to go, “They are in big trouble.”

“Can’t you just talk to your king and explain and they will be removed from prison?” Jimin said

“Prison doesn’t work the same as it does here,” Namjoon explained, “Very Very bad people go to prison, Murderer’s, thieves and other despicable humans put in one place.”

“Yeah and if they go to prison, they may be beaten or worse,” Seokjin huffed. Jimin looked up at Jungkook who nodded, bringing out a small mirror and handing it to Jimin.

Looking over Jimin’s shoulder, Yoongi noticed a human different to the two infront of him, she was feminine delicate and leaking. “What is happening to her?”

“She is crying,” Jimin explained, “Humans do that when they are hurt or in despair, from what I have been told they do the same when they are happy too.”

“Confusing and a little stupid.” Hoseok laughed, “How do you know the difference?”

The charges have been dropped, Namjoon breathed listening to the interrogator, explaining that they couldn’t record the phenomenon that occurred on the beach. “They are being let go,” He smiled, a sight Yoongi hadn’t seen since he first laid eyes on their large domestic crustaceans.

“There is Taehyung,” Seokjin called out looking down, the two humans looked void of any emotion, they collected their things and climbed into the police car getting an escort to their homes. “They are safe and that’s all that matters.” 

Seokjin smiled, his eyes leaking much to Yoongi’s disgust. Namjoon smiled, he seemed a little amused by the older human. “I remember distinctly you saying you hated Taehyung with a passion and wanted him to choke on a sardine.” They two laughed for a moment, “When did things change?” 

“I guess when you are working as a team to save someone you develop an understanding.” Seokjin shrugged his large shoulders, “It also didn’t help that he was living in my house for almost a week.”

“You like him,” Namjoon poked him, “Admit it you have feelings for him.”

“We can head back when you are ready, we have returned Jimin home safely.” Seokjin smiled, looking around at the group and smiling, “I am Seokjin by the way, you can call me Jin.”

The man was goofy, reminding Yoongi of Jungkook himself, the two so alike in their childlike nature, letting themself play without hesitation. It was almost admirable that people could act so carefree, unaffected by how they could be perceived.

“I don’t know if I am allowed to leave?” Namjoon said, his smile falling, eyes fixed on the ground before him. 

Yoongi looked at his king, the spoiled young man reflecting on his actions, it had been many days since they saw the young man smile. Almost expecting him to refuse, Yoongi schools his expression when he doesn’t. 

“You should go, You don’t belong down here?” Jungkook took the mirror before walking away from the group to sit on the throne. He lowered his head looking at his reflection trying to distract himself from the pain. Letting your promised go was the hardest thing a merperson could do. Under normal circumstances, promises are only parted by death.

Namjoon walked over, placing a hand on the king's head and smiling at him, “If ever you want to visit, I would be happy to show you some great places, places you would love.” Jungkook’s broken heart warmed at the human’s dimples appearing softly in the flesh of his cheeks.

That was the last thing they needed, their king running off for a romance on the coast line. Seokjin swung his arm around Jimin playfully, the merman giggling whilst his legs almost buckled. “Yeah Jimin knows the private beach by Namjoon’s house, he can show you the way if you ever want to visit.”

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