#i get to see a big all waterfall and eat a bunch of food and i don’t have work for a whole week

[dastardlydyke]

i look like a mess…

but at least i’m a hot mess lol

[llamagoddessofficial]

Thank you @robobbin for this adorable commission of Mafiafell Sans caring for their OC sick at home. You know I can't live without big scaryboys absolutely melting when their darling is unwell <3

---

“hey sweetcheeks.”

You looked up from your position nestled on the couch, a flash of hot confusion and embarrassment momentarily awakening you from your feverish stupor. That... wasn’t the voice you expected to hear, coming through your front door. You lifted your head up a few inches- movement in inches was all you could manage right now.

... It was Sans. Sans was in your house. He had a nice, pressed red shirt and black pants- your spare keys hooked onto a claw, two plastic bags over one of his big arms, and an unreadable lilt to his shark grin.

“... Sans?” You mumbled, eyes widening into saucers. You felt your cheeks immediately get even hotter. 

Your fever hadn’t improved, as you’d hoped it would. In fact, it had only gotten worse as the hours wore on; moving and thinking had grown increasingly impossible. In a total mess, you’d called Papyrus, asking if he could bring over something for you to eat... though you didn’t actually recall what he’d said back to you, most of it just blurring together in your head.

... You’d been expecting Pap. Pap knew you, he'd already seen you weak and gross before. Pap had carried you home from the gym, once, after you made the mistake of trying to keep up with his workout.

You were not anticipating the arrival of his hot brother, whom you had a massive crush on. 

Despite feverishly sweating, you pulled the blanket further up over you. You felt embarrassed to be seen like this.

“sorry, i know you were expectin’ boss.” He put both of the plastic bags down onto the coffee table, crouching beside the couch to be closer to your eye level. You twisted your hands in the blanket, his proximity making your heart thump. “he’s swamped with work, so i’m droppin off the emergency goods instead. though i’ll be sure to let him know you missed him.”

“... O-oh.” Your mind was fried. You stared- he looked great. It felt like the longer you knew each other, the better he dressed, it was amazing how his presence could simultaneously make you feel so much worse but also so much better. “N-no, it’s okay. I’m... fine. You’re fine.”

He chuckled, musically, eyelights warm. His voice felt good in your painful chest. “i’m fine?”

“N-not like... fine as in hot. Fine as in okay.” Your cheeks were just on fire at this point. The fever had removed any and all barriers between your head and your mouth, so words just waterfalled out. “Not that you’re not hot. You are. You’re very hot. You.. uh,”

... Shit. Again, that little edge to his smile. You wanted to sink between the couch cushions and die.

Rather than make fun of you, Sans just gently reached over you, placing a cold compress against your forehead. He was so close you could smell him.

“you’re burning up. and ya look terrible. i’m gonna stay over and watch you.”

"N-no-!!" You blurted, nearly sitting up. The guy you liked, staying and seeing you completely out of it, at your absolute worst? No???

He grinned. "sorry, pet. not gettin' rid of me until your fever goes down."

... You covered your face with both hands. This was mortifying. Were you glad he was here? Absolutely. You didn't want to be alone right now, and his insistence on staying despite your protests felt good. But you still wanted to die.

“pap really went nuts with the food when he found out you were unwell. y’know he’s got a list of all your allergies? let’s see...” You could hear him start unpacking the bags, placing things onto the table. “some funky soup. saltines, popsicles, iced coconut water. ginger candy... whole bunch of herbal teabags. you ever had sea tea?”

You kept one hand on your face, gesturing randomly with the other. “Soup. Soup please.”

“soup comin’ right up, gorgeous.”

You tried to say thank you, but just a weak grumble came out, the room was spinning again. You heard him move into the kitchen... so you just let yourself sink back into the couch, comforted by another person’s presence.

...

You didn’t know how much time passed, he eventually returned. You could smell something nice.

"hey. can ya sit up a lil, for me?'

... You didn’t really respond to his query. Curled in blankets like a feverish squirrel, you merely made a sound in the back of your throat to acknowledge him. The fever was getting worse.

... Big hands, on your body. There was movement... Sans shifted you, everything spun. You were vaguely aware of him sitting you up, supporting you with one big hand- you did your best to just watch his face, focus on his lovely red eyelights.

"c'mon. soup’s ready. here comes the airplane."

... Despite the state of you, that made you giggle. And judging by the smile that filled your wobbling vision... he liked the sound.

///---///

...

... He was probably enjoying himself a little too much.

Sans shifted his legs into a slightly comfier position from his spot in front of the couch. This definitely wasn’t what he thought he’d be doing today. He’d been planning on going out for a drink, maybe crossing some names off a list while his blood was up- the usual stupidity he filled his free time with.

... Then he got Pap’s call about you. And instantly, it had felt like nothing else in the world mattered.

Now, here he was; in his crush’s house, spoon-feeding her warm soup, trying to keep a nonchalant face while wrestling with an (emotional) noisy Soul.

... i haven’t felt like this in a long time.

You were so cute. His nasal ride wrinkled, and he pinched the soup spoon a bit tighter, restraining the urge to grab your cheek- he felt bad for not being able to stop thinking about how cute you looked, when you were so unwell. But he couldn’t help it. All snuggled up in blankets, hair frizzy and unkempt, glasses askew, flushed and warm... you had a twinkly, glazed look to your eyes, not too dissimilar from the look people got when they were drunk. He’d been fighting the urge to ruffle your hair this whole time.

...

Sans bit his tongue. This was mundane, compared to his normal life. Some might even consider it a chore. But... he hadn’t felt this nice in so long. He felt... useful. Wanted.

When was the last time someone had been openly, willingly, weak around him? When was the last time someone was in a state of fragility, and wanted him nearby?

Mushy feelings filled his chest. Soft. Overprotective. He was hyper-aware of how sick you were and he didn’t want to leave your side, not even for a second, not even to go home. Even just acknowledging those emotions made colour rise to his cheekbones... he hadn't felt anything like this level of protectiveness since Pap was just a babybones.

... But damn... it felt good to be needed.

...

Warm fingers curled around his hand.

He very nearly jumped out of his fucking seat at the sensation- he fumbled the soup spoon, mumbling out a little ‘shit’ as he broke out of his thoughts, turning to look at you. 

... Your tiny hand was wrapped around two of his phalanges. Sparkly eyes peered up at him.

fuck. His Soul thudded in his throat. don’t look away from me.

"... h-hey. c'mon." His voice was shaky. "that ain't fair."

"Huh?" Came your bleary reply. so fucking cute. stop it.

"you've stolen my hand, doll."

... You looked to his captured hand, slowly. Like you only just realised you had it.

...

"... Mine now." You mumbled.

...

He tried to muster up a quick joke, like always. Tried to come up with a sharp-witted response. Something with swagger, something with a flirtatious edge, something with confidence that would show you how cool and collected he was. 

...

Nothing came out of his mouth. It was like trying to start an empty car.

“... o-oh.”

...

"... You're great." You said, eyes fluttering closed.

"... huh?"

"Great guy. Handsome guy. Nice to me." It didn't sound like you intended those thoughts to be said out loud. He felt his eyelights flare- his Soul was thumping against his ribs.

Words banged at his tongue, but the only sound he managed to get out was a tiny shaking hum of affirmation.

You drew his hand up toward your face, he absolutely had the strength to stop you but he felt like he’d been flashbanged. All he could do was watch... as turned on your side to get cosy, pulled up his hand to your face... and happily nuzzled the back of it.

“My big guy.” You murmured.

...

Just like that, you were asleep.

...

Sans used his free hand to cover his face. His whole skull was carmine red, glowing like a campfire. It made him look almost as feverish as you.

...

i never want to leave.

[haydennorthrup]

🇯🇵 DAY FIVE 🇯🇵

The day started with a nice little hike to a beautiful location, and ended with some of the best food I had on the entire trip. There is nothing more rewarding than some good food after a long physical day.

The day got started early as me and the three other guys on the trip woke up to the sun blinding us at 5:30am. At this point I was getting sick of the jet lag effects and just wanted some good sleep, but looking back at it I was glad I got up as early as I did. Sitting in the chair and just looking out at the ocean defines a perfect morning for me.

Once we got all packed up, we headed to Nachi Falls. The path leading up was known as Kumano Kodo, and had some of the most gorgeous landscape a trail could have. Although the walk up was very wet and rocks were extremely slippery, we all made it up safely. This location was another instance of modernity being incorporated into traditional settings by the use of vending machines. About halfway up this pilgrimage route, we’re a bunch of vending machines selling soda, water, and green tea. I believe that changes like these are a necessity in todays world. I personally believe it would be a different story if they put a bunch of vending machines in front of the shrines or temples at the top of the trail, but that wasn’t the case. Doing that would most definitely be seen as disrespectful and take away from the traditional feel.

At the top of the climb was Nachi falls and Seiganto-ji, my personal favorite temple and outdoor location. The bright orange pagoda with the gigantic waterfall and layers of trees in the background made for an awesome destination. We were lucky enough to be able to go to the top of the pagoda for only 300 yen, which gave us an even better view of the waterfall. The only thing that took away from this location and the view, was the busy street directly in front of the temple. I realize that people have to get up the mountain, but I feel like there had to be a better option than putting a street right in front of a view that special. This intersection (literally) of tradition and modernity is needed in todays lifestyle, but I do feel like it could have been executed better to not disrupt the traditional feel of the temple and waterfall. Another memorable part of this trip to Nachi Falls was getting even closer to the waterfall and drinking from the dragons mouth. The water was super fresh and made me feel like I was back in Iceland drinking out of the waterfalls.

Later that night we took a train from Kii Katsura to Osaka. While the view from the night before was the nicest ocean/mountainous view, the Osaka hotel had the nicest city view. You could see everything out the window on the 13th floor. After we settled in a group of us traveled to Osaka to get some grub. The food we had that night was like no other I’ve ever had. I would legitimately travel back to Japan to stay and eat the food in Osaka just one more time. Restaurants had huge LED signs and logos which made for some awesome photos. One of the signs was a great example of tradition and modernity. The sign had multiple traditional references like a big Buddha, sumo wrestler, and samurai, but was all in modern bright LED.

[the-firebird69]

This is a very important waterfall that Mac is painting he knows where it is and he's trying to get it to be accurate and it is and we had to wait for the materialize a little but those are evergreens and our son says maybe Jurassic Park in New Zealand and it is true that's where it is and attracts people to the idiot right now they're trying to see what's down there someone was reporting dinosaurs but if you look up top it looks like the trees are tropical and then a son and daughter right it's kind of like that in New Zealand and it is where it is and it's in a particular scene where they're running from a monster and they go and fall down the waterfall and it's in Jurassic Park 1 and we think it's from that big sheet and he does too and they're down there and they are killing pretty much all the humans. They were detected by bja who noted that there was some super fish and super gigantic crocodiles or something 800 ft to like 10 MI and they were devouring everything on the east side of Australia when they're trying to go out there to fish they were pushed off by them and they're extremely aggressive and chase them almost to shore had close to 500 miles an hour three ships were destroyed upon impact immediately they're calling them Kay Jew and Leviathan in fact they are just a particular dinosaur that's waterborne but they get really big real quick. Donald Trump refuses to go there he's still sending people and stuff and finally looked at what was going on since blaming everybody else and he has to stop. Yeah he looked today. This is Mac making the loop trying to blame my husband and he's been just sitting there watching them die and he saw a bja figure it out and tell Trump so that's how it happened no Blue Jays been hiding it. There's a lot of dinosaurs on the island they're the prevalent species. They're erased a lot of other stuff and they destroy the bugs quickly they eradicate them by devouring them and become big and they kill the big ones and they keep doing it we have a lot of dinosaurs like eating bugs pretty soon they'll be out of food and they'll head to Africa and Australia Africa would be a natural choice but they don't get much interest from them ships don't come if they do go there they're kind of smelly I don't like it and it stinks like oil and gas and the people don't smell right and they are black people they just not healthy they're not healthy. And a bunch of them tasted them and don't like them Australia it's taste pretty good has a nice aftertaste a little Smokey flavor they go after them pretty fervently and they're going to start getting attacked not in the ocean and then the land-based will go after them when ships start going over there to investigate and they trace it back and it's only 300 miles to the nearest Island from Australia about 700 miles all the way and they start to LeapFrog and they get bigger and bigger one of them eight crabs earlier this year it was like 800 ft went to the island became two miles the next Island became 10 is bigger than the island just kept eating crabs on its way over a giant crab cut it in two and ate it it was the most horrific thing we've ever seen the crime was then killed by other crabs no a horde of the monstrous babies killed it went back to the island and suffered attacks all night from crabs and ask him we swim faster and so you're much faster they started moving I said all I have to do is avoid big ones and they saw the big ones chasing and they split up and some were hurt and the big one tried to chase him down and went to the island and there's some real big dinosaurs 10 miles 20 miles and they crushed them through them back in the ocean and they ate each other and it was gross but that's what they do it's smart and they threw the thing like a hundred miles okay it's like a 5 Mile crab and it's all the three or four of them got together and flung it way out there.

Now this hurts Trump says but we need a presence in space and it's too late and he's right we're not sophisticated enough but here it goes I'm going to check this dinosaur thing out

No Trump said the last paragraph but this has been brewing for a long time is it it's sitting around being assholes to everybody

Thor Freya

[hikari-kaitou]

Capcom's Official AA Fanclub Surveys - DGS Edition

Many Western fans may be familiar with the Turnabout 4koma comics that get posted on the official AA fanclub site that Capcom runs, thanks to some lovely fans on tumblr and elsewhere who have shared their translations. What fewer people seem to know about is the character surveys.

Back in the old days, they used to hold a survey on Capcom's official AA fansite every few months where they'd write about the seasonal activities of a handful of characters and ask fans to vote for the funniest/most pleasant/strangest/etc answer.

They stopped doing them in like... 2016? 2017? The original text is lost for good as far as I can tell. Even the wayback machine couldn't help because the content was password locked and you can't get past the password wall while remaining in the archived version.

Fortunately, I saved some of my translations of them so I thought I’d share them.

Cut for length...

"February has begun, and the DGS cast is nearing the end of their journey aboard the RFS Alacrei. Which of them acted the most strangely?"

Ryuunosuke ~ Exhausted from his intensive study session, he decided to try some katana swinging practice as a change of pace and to combat his recent lack of exercise. But because he wasn't used to handling the katana, he swung it too hard and it went flying out of his hands and got stuck in the wall right next to Sherlock, who had just entered the room. Sherlock asked him, "aren't you supposed to be studying right now, Mr. Naruhodo?" and handcuffed him to his desk.

Susato- worked on developing a curriculum for Ryuunosuke. 'If we keep going at this pace, he won't be able to learn it all in time... It'll be hard on Naruhodo-sama, but we'll have to work hard through a couple of nights together.' With that thought, she created a harsh study schedule, and almost seemed to be looking forward to it for some reason.

Sherlock- Driven by excitement over the thought of returning to England after a long absence, he went up on deck to stare at the ocean. Being February, it was very cold out there and he ended up being chilled all the way to the tips of his fingers. He returned to the ship cabins and amused himself by putting his frozen hands on Ryuunosuke, who was stuck in his room studying.

Van Zieks- Upon hearing from Vortex that there was a Japanese exchange student coming to England to study law, he smashed a Lord's Bottle. He apparently also didn't care for the fact that that Japanese student wouldn't be alone, because he proceeded to shatter his chalice, too.

Hosonaga- in order to provide a respite from studying, he provided some hot chocolate. They enjoyed a pleasant tea time, marveling over how sweet and delicious the drink was until Sherlock piped up with some unnecessary trivia: 'Actually folks, chocolate has long been used in Europe as an aphrodisiac!' Everyone promptly spat it out."

"The long winter is nearly over and spring is on it's way, putting the DGS cast members in a celebratory mood. Who found the best way of enjoying spring?"

Ryuunosuke: the Yuumei University faculty members were holding a flower viewing event, and he joined the assistance committee. He exhausted himself keeping the blankets clean so the intense shower of flower petals wouldn't pile up too high on them, delivering sake and snacks, and mediating whatever pointless fights arose. To top it all off, for some reason his compensation was only a single piece of leftover candy. Talk about a sad result!

Susato- her father and the others living in his dormitory were  holding the flower viewing event, so she got up early to prepare the bentos. But her father carelessly forgot to tell her that they wanted tea cakes, so she had to go around the house and neighborhood collecting sweets. For some reason, she ended up being able to gather caramels, biscuits, candy sticks, basically everything but tea cakes, for the tea ceremony.

Sherlock- he disguised himself as a beat officer and infiltrated Scotland Yard to have some fun. There was a real beat officer napping on his feet in the spring sunshine, and while observing him, Sherlock ended up falling asleep too. Detective Gregson gave them a good scolding when he found them, but then Sherlock revealed his true identity with a "hey, it's me, folks!" "What the blazes do you think you're doing?!" Gregson shouted, his rage growing even more, and Sherlock ended up making a run for it.

Van Zieks- went to the vineyard to oversee the production of the contents of his Lord's Bottle. As he viewed the still unopened grape blossom buds, he thought about how they would someday grow up to fill his Lord's Bottle, and ended up going around to look at each one. But the farm hands couldn't stop wondering whether the bottle itself or its owner's heel might come flying at them and were quite uneasy.

Asougi: exhausted himself running around since early morning helping with the professors' flower viewing event. When it was over, he took a break, sharing his reward candy stick [the name of the candy literally translates to 1,000 year candy] with Ryuunosuke, who had also been helping out. 

"I wonder if the candy's effect is halved if you share it with someone."

"That still gives us 500 years."

They laughed and enjoyed looking at the flowers until dark. Then they parted ways with a handshake and a "see you later, best friend."

(This one was something about celebrating New Years. For some reason I didn't save the original question)

"Ryuunosuke ~ To celebrate New Years, he planned to pound mochi with everyone at the office. He somehow managed to get his hands on some mochi rice and he and Sherlock started pounding. Iris was having such fun watching them that she steamed a whole bunch more mochi rice so they could have some to share, and he and Sherlock spent the whole evening pounding mochi like crazy.

Asougi~ Because it's New Years, he went around to a bunch of shrines. When he drew his new year's fortune, he got a "horrible luck" result. "I'm not worried about it," he claimed, and headed up to the mountains early on New Years morning and work hard on a full training course of purification by water, meditation under a waterfall and wooden sword practice. It seems that he was working really hard to clear his mind of all earthly thoughts

Sherlock- Agreed to help Ryuunosuke pound mochi. As Ryuunosuke was flipping the mochi over, he carelessly dropped his badge into the bowl and Sherlock mixed it in without noticing, so they had to crack open both the hard and soft mochi to look for it. Fortunately they found it in the 4th one they checked, but apparently Sherlock got his hands and face covered in sticky white mochi in the process.

Susato- Wore a furisode and went with her father to do the first shrine visit of the year. The shrine was incredibly crowded and they had to wait in line for a long time, but she brought the Encyclopaedia of British Law and a copy of the Strand Magazine in her sleeves to secretly read as they waited so she actually ended up enjoying the wait.

Van Zieks- Ryuunosuke cheerfully gave him some mochi as a New Year’s (which at that time was celebrated at the same time as the Chinese New Year) gift, which he accepted confusedly, wondering “...Can the Japanese not even keep track of when the New Year is?” Because Ryuunosuke referred to it as a rice cake, he tried to eat it like a regular cake without softening it with heat first. It was so hard that he couldn’t imagine how it could possibly be food, and ended up misunderstanding the Japanese even more!

"Autumn has arrived, and the weather is starting to cool off, which means that everyone is becoming more active. Which character chose the most pleasant autumn activity to keep busy with?"

Iris was making bread but her hands are small and it’s difficult for her to knead the dough, so she asked for Ryuunosuke’s help. She wanted to make enough to hand out to Gina and all the other homeless children in the East End, so she made a massive amount and Ryuunosuke was stuck kneading this massive mountain of bread dough all day. Apparently he became such a expert at kneading that he could be a baker now.

Asougi was practicing with his sword, slicing autumn-colored ginko leaves as they fell from the tree. He cut so many leaves, though, that he ended up making a big mess on the ground, the number of fallen leaves now having increased, and it took him a long time to clean it all up.    

Sherlock: Ryuunosuke told him that he was making anpan (bread filled with sweet red bean paste, the bane of my Asian-dwelling existance) and asked Sherlock to help by being in charge of getting the poppy seeds they’d need to sprinkle on top, so Sherlock went out and gathered a ton of poppy seeds. In fact, he got so many of them that no one knew what to do with them all cuz they had a huge amount of leftovers. Sherlock said, “Well, they’re only the size of poppy seeds! Surely you two can deal with them somehow! Ahahaha!” and Iris scolded him.   

(I couldn’t capture it in English, but Sherlock’s line contained a pun, and a pretty stupid one at that, so that’s part of why he got scolded)

It’s grape harvesting season, so Van Zieks commutes to the winery regularly to direct the production of the contents for his “Lord’s Bottle.” He demands perfection in everything from the selection of the grapes to the way they’re squeezed, and the winery staff is terrified by the “grim reaper’s” gaze and heel swinging (i.e. the leg thing he does in court) so they grumble as they work. 

"Hearing that there’s a holiday in the West called Halloween, the people involved with the court in Japan decided to try it out themselves. Naturally Halloween is a big deal in England as well. So, which member of the DGS cast had the best celebration?"

Team Ryuunosuke and Asougi- Asougi got Naruhodo up on his shoulders and they draped a white sheet over themselves to make a ghost costume. They went out like that, but Naruhodo had such exaggerated reactions to the fear of the people who saw them and to bumping his head on tree branches that they ended up losing their balance and falling on top of each other?!   

Sherlock Holmes- went wearing a horse’s head mask. Iris used her skills to make it a fancy horse covered in stars, but the eye holes weren’t well made and he had to wander around blindly. Because of that he tripped hard over a pile of coal! He ended up getting so dirty that the stars on his costume were covered up!

Van Zieks- took inspiration from his nickname and dressed up as the grim reaper. He covered himself up with a skeleton mask and hood figuring no one would know it was him. Unfortunately he got angry when he saw Megundal (McGilded) pass by and started throwing bottles and glasses and ended up giving himself away.

"November has arrived, and autumn is nearing its end. However, the DGS cast is still keeping busy, even on their days off. Which character chose the most interesting way to spend their late autumn day?"

Ryuunosuke- Thinking that he’d better learn more about British culture if he was going to be a defense attorney in Britain, he went down to the East End with Gina for a little observation. However, because an Asian like him stood out so much, he got mobbed by the other children. On top of it all, his arm band got stolen from him and he had to send a replacement request to Yumei University on the other side of the ocean.

Asougi- He went for a meal at La Quantas. The customer at a nearby table got a persimmon for dessert and scarfed it down, saying “Mm! This is it! This sweetness makes it worthy of being called a treasure among foods!” Asougi tried to comment on this by saying, “The customer at that table sure is enjoying his pershim--gak!” but he may or may not have accidentally bitten his tongue in the process and been unable to finish his sentence.

Iris- She accepted Ryuunosuke’s request to learn more about British culture and prepared a bagpipe and kilt costume for him. “This outfit sure is breezy,” Ryuunosuke said shyly upon trying it on. With Ryuunosuke now dressed, he, Iris, and the others from their office headed over to Gregson’s place to get him to treat them to some fish and chips.   

Sherlock- He accepted Ryuunosuke’s request to learn more about British culture and cooked up some European style curry for dinner. Thanks to the fact that his secret ingredient was a large amount of Chinese herbal medicine style spice, it caused some strange side effects and Ryuunosuke, who’d eaten it, ended up passing out and falling over.

“Another taxing trial for Ryuunosuke has finished and now it’s December. As the year draws to a close, which character acts the strangest?”

Ryuunosuke- he was recruited to help with snow removal around Yumei University and the courthouse and he enthusiastically began his task with the help of a large shovel. He got a little carried away, though, and ended up accidentally burying his umbrella, which he’d left propped up against the side of the building, in the snow he’d just finished shoveling.  He had no choice but to share Asougi’s umbrella on the way home.

Asougi- On the way home, he nods silently to Ryuunosuke’s question of whether he’d finished his travel preparations and changes the subject: “...Come to think of it, it seems that tomorrow is celebrated in the West as God’s birthday.” “I’ve heard that they eat chicken as part of the traditional celebration. Wanna try it?” Ryuunosuke asks invitingly. Asougi is strongly opposed to that particular menu item, however, and they end up going out for their usual beef stew that night instead.           

Susato- in addition to her year-end travel preparations, she also was busy with straightening up the book room in her home. She managed to get the law books in order when she suddenly stumbled upon some old issues of Strand Magazine! She hurried through the rest of her cleaning, then began flipping through the magazines she’d found, trying to decide which to take with her on her trip. She accidentally lost herself in her reading and didn’t realize it until it was already the middle of the night.

Sherlock- he was in the middle of a long ship voyage when Christmas night came. His mind on his partner in a far-off country, he made a toast alone on deck, when suddenly the crew began shooting off fireworks with a cry of “Merry Christmas!” Sherlock had to dart back and forth across the deck to prevent the fireworks from hitting him and setting off the explosive chemicals he carries with him.

Main series edition

[uppermocns-moved]

if you’re taking requests maybe roadtrips with eren, jean, armin and connie?

road trips

oh my god this is the greatest idea i’ve ever heard. 

eren, jean, armin, connie + road trips

(going on a road trip with all four of them at the end)

cw: fairly gender-neutral, modernverse, weed references

𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗷𝗮𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗿

eren insists on driving the whole time, no matter how long the trip is.

his phone is plugged into the aux because “my car, my rules” but he doesn’t complain when you unlock his phone and start picking songs. 

forcing him to pull into a drive-through so he can eat real food, not just the 44 oz of mountain dew and monster energy he got from the gas station before you left.

hand-feeding him french fries.

playing i spy when it’s too dark to see anything, or on long highway stretches where the scenery doesn’t change. 

“i spy... something blue.” “is it the sky?” “you’re so good at this, babe.”

it’s very easy to talk him into impulsive detours, even if they’re in the opposite direction – he may be the one driving, but he’s relying solely on you for instructions. just tell him where you’re going and he’ll take you there.

“___ is only a two hour drive from here! we should go!” “yeah? okay.” 

driving with the windows down and enjoying the cool nighttime air.

car-camping in national parks – putting the seats down in the back and throwing together your bed for the night, sitting on the hood of his car to look at the stars with no light pollution, getting baked and watching a dumb show off his phone before going to sleep. 

at this point, eren realizes he forgot to pack his phone charger so you’ve gotta share.

getting breakfast together. eren’s not a morning person, but he can’t be grumpy when you’re looking so cute and sleepy in one of his hoodies. 

eren driving with one hand on the wheel and the other holding yours, occasionally lifting it up for a kiss as a silent thank you for being there with him. as if you’d dream of being anywhere else. 

𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗶𝗻

listening to the radio to keep things spontaneous, usually the classic rock stations. 

jean taking his hands off the wheel because he needs to air-bass along.

listening to true crime podcasts when the radio cuts out – it’s funny watching jean’s face twist up in disgust during crime scene details, and sometimes he yells in response as if the podcasters can hear him. you also play detective about who you think did it – loser buys food at the next stop. 

music keeps things energetic at the start, but podcasts keep his mind stimulated when he’s been driving for a while. 

the original plan is to split the driving, but you end up falling asleep with your face smushed against the window and jean doesn’t have the heart to wake you up. he doesn’t mind driving the rest of the way.

stopping for food every couple of hours to make sure you’re both eating properly, not just snacks. you do have plenty of snacks, though. 

jean going "uh – excuse me” whenever you open a bag of something and sticking his hand out. he’s like a dad, he always needs a handful of whatever you’re having. sharing is caring. 

jean always packs a lot of unnecessary things, and he will reserve the right to say i told you so when his double-hammock comes in handy.

limited stops along the way (minus food/gas/bathroom) – getting there relatively early means you can relax in the hotel room and maybe explore/go out for dinner later that night.  

when you take over driving, jean is a big window-watcher and takes a lot of pictures of the mountains/scenery. 

already making plans on cool things you can do on the way back, when you have no time restraints – day trips, scenic rest stops, hikes, etc. 

𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘁

stopping at a starbucks first-thing to get drinks for the road (he makes sure to get some food too so you’re not just running off a venti iced coffee)

splitting the driving – armin is the better (and calmer) navigator so you usually take the first and final shift. 

dozens of cute polaroids to put in your adventure scrapbook

researches fun (and romantic) things you can do when you get to your destination and reads them aloud to you. you come up with a plan together. that waterfall hike sounded really fun. 

armin takes lots of videos because he likes making little montages for his socials

you’re in control of the music. armin likes when you show him new artists – he’ll slowly nod his head along and inevitably add the songs to his spotify. he really likes snail mail. 

he takes over driving when you get tired – he likes holding your hand when he drives, or sometimes you’ll lean over and rest your hand on his thigh.

armin trying not to melt when you put on one of his hoodies for warmth – you have your own, but his are comfier and they smell like him. 

silly games to pass time like i spy or looking for different license plates. it’s fun until armin gets clever and spies things like the mile marker from 10 miles back. 

you insist you aren’t going to fall asleep because you wanna keep him company, but you end up curling into your pillow and dozing off mid-conversation. it’s adorable, and he doesn’t mind. he’ll usually turn on a podcast or an audiobook. 

armin stays awake the whole time but it catches up with him once you reach your destination – all he wants to do is cuddle and rest up

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿

leaving a day in advance or very early in the morning because you stop at every tourist attraction along the way.

scenic lookout? let’s go there. world’s biggest ball of yarn? fuck, count me in. meteor craters? already merging onto the exit. dinosaur bones? you read my mind. 

picking up cool souvenirs along the way like geodes and stickers to put on his water bottle. maybe a funky lil alien to hang from the rearview mirror, along with his 20 tree air fresheners. 

taking cute, cheesy pictures of and with each other – connie posing with his arms out like he’s holding the mountain, standing in front of national park signs, etc. 

you collaborated on a road-trip playlist in advance (it’s 12 hours long)

somehow you end up listening to veggie tales or absolutely losing it until the car starts rocking to britney spears

"i love this song” to every song, as if he didn’t put it on the playlist 

listening to connie sing along and butcher all the lyrics. impressive falsetto, though. 

arsenal of snacks – more than you realistically need

screaming every time you see a new “welcome to ___” sign

“WELCOME TO ___!” “WOOOOOO!”

connie rocking the socks with slides. it’s comfortable. 

pulling through drive throughs every once in a while for food, continuously forgetting to throw out the trash bag from your last stop. 

𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺

stopping at the gas station to fill up the gas tank and stock up on snacks for the road – almost everything from the candy aisle, giant bags of doritos, slushies, energy drinks. nobody really thinks to get actual food.

the driving is split between eren “i’m serious, pull the fucking car over or i’m gonna piss myself, jean” jaeger and jean “eren stop honking my fucking horn, traffic won’t go any faster” kirstein. armin is the navigator because they’ll both get everyone lost.

everyone has their turn with the aux cord – until connie cracks himself up playing the same song over and over, then you have to pry it from eren’s cold, dead hands.

so many pictures

impulsive stops at tourist attractions.

playing dumb games to pass the time (quickly turns into replacing one word on each sign with “poop” because they’re all a bunch of children).

finally stopping at a diner later that night for real food

making it to the campsite and setting up tents and hammocks

getting baked around the campfire and telling spooky stories

connie complaining and scaring himself while he wanders off into the dark forest to find a spot to piss

smores (ofc)

going on group hikes and jumping into lakes/down waterfalls together. video of jean belly-flopping.

[bluebellhairpin]

have some hawks headcanons/thoughts/scenarios because my brain has been ‘he is your main comfort character’ this week so enjoy;

you’ve been taking special notice of keigo’s eye markings lately, and have decided to try out some of your own. so you know, you grab some eye liner and put it on so it mimics how his look. while you’re finishing up the edges, keigo slides up behind you at the mirror and peaks around your shoulder to see what you’re doing. his feathers puff up when he gets a look at your eyes and he lets out a chirp cause “oh, oh, that’s like me. it looks very nice”. 

he can’t see glass - and I wish I didn’t want to elaborate on that but I really do - so all the glass that’s big enough for him to ‘fly through’ in your place has sticky notes on them. first time he saw it he was very confused at the floating squire of pink paper but then he asked you and “babe, there’s glass there” and now he acts like it never happened. 

if you catch him listening to songs that further define him as ‘blond himbo boyfriend’ no you didn’t let him think he’s cool and punk and edgy instead - though, please vibe to holding out for a hero with him once, it’ll make his day. 

the early bird may get the worm but the human part of keigo would rather sleep in until 2pm at all costs. he’s a grumpy morning person but the grump is all at himself cause his heart wants to be snuggled under the bedcovers with you but his brain says yell at the sun as it rises in the east. 

he hates hot weather. hates hates hates it. his feathers get all sticky and sweaty and he’d love to be sitting under a waterfall getting pummeled by the falling ice water. he lives for that shit man. 

also eats ice. just crunches it all the time. it itches a part of the ‘hawk/raptor’ brain that needs bones crunching as he’s eating (??? don't say it doesn’t make sense cause it does????). 

I can see keigo as being someone who likes splurging on a fancy night out once in a while. goes the while nine yards on it too. tailored suit. pretty red (ofc it’s red okay?) sports car. he’s got you a huge bunch of your favorite flowers - and some shiny things to ice your neck and wrists. gave you his card to go get yourself something nice to wear too. like man pays no mind to the expense - could easily blow a few thousand dollars on the outfits and gifts for the night even without the food. 

but mentioning shiny things - yeswearegoingtheretooshutup - he can find anything shiny and his only thought is “gotta give this to my s/o”. bottlecaps. paperclips. rings. headbands. tiepins. a paperweight. there was one of those two-way glitter pillows and he got that as well. he just grabs them and goes "here I made this for you uwu" like no buddy I know you didn't but thanks.

has the ability to make you feel like the baddest bitch even if you aren't. (no not just in bed cause he's a switch no I'm not taking opinions on this either period) is very prepared to be eye candy hanging off your arm or the perfect trophy boyfriend even just for one day and man he kinda likes it? the role reversal thing is something keigo thinks he could get used to.

chirps at babies. in his mind, their baby noises are supposed to be tweets and not babbles so he expects them to understand but they don't. luckily most of them don't mind since they don't understand completely yet and so they just keep babbling at him anyway as he tries to teach them to chirp properly.

Masterlist

[rainydayotomes]

Hi!! It's my birthday today so could I have headcanons for what the Code realize and/or Cafe enchante boys would do for their lover on their birthday? either group is fine!! >W< Thank you!!

Ah, sorry I couldn't answer this on the day you sent it in.... I hope I'm not too late. Happy belated birthday!

Misyr

Expect some big things from Misyr!

And by big things, I mean magic tricks...

He's literally gonna go crazy trying to impress you with magic; you can bet your ass he's going to be making magical fireworks, making you coffee/your favourite drink, and anything else you can think of!

He's totally going to spoil you

Is there anywhere you want to go? Anything you want to see? Do? Have? Misyr would give you the world if he could

Also, expect to have a late morning- because Misyr is going to totally be cuddling you ALL morning. And no, there is nothing you can do about it!

Misyr is also most likely to take you out on a late night stroll/date! Expect stargazing, cuddles, kisses, and just some relaxing time with your demon king ♥

Il

Il has been looking forward to this day for a while now!

He made sure to have Misyr take him out to get you the best present that he could find!

He's going to be attached to your side all day- expect lots of hugs!

Our precious angel may or may not attempt to make something for you.... with varying degrees of results. He'll probably try to make your favourite food, find it a little too complicated, and try something a little simpler... until all thats left is a destroyed kitchen and some messy, completely ruined foods...

Of course, he's incredibly dissapointed by this outcome, but do not be afraid: those cupcakes he made may look like an utter disaster, but in fact, the one batch he managed to hold back on dumping sugar into is delicious!

Either way, Il is going to really try to outdo himself- he truly wants to be a good man for you, and it all starts with him doing all he can to treat you on your birthday!

Ignis

Expect a simple, yet extravagent dinner! I'm talking the finest meats you ever seen in your life, with whatever else Ignis could get ahold of that other's had made or that were premade...

Ignis is most likely to celebrate your birthday low-key: a movie in, some good snacks, cuddles, a makeout session.... and possibly even more? ;)

Either way, expect a ton of food, because not only is he going to eat a lot but he expects you to as well! Treat yourself!!!

Honestly, Ignis is the most simple out of everyone. He doesn't do much for your birthday, but what he does do you can tell is filled with love and care.

Although- if you wanted to go out and do some sort of activity, Ignis isn't going to deny you whatsoever. He'd be quite happy to join you even if all you did was walk around the streets window shopping!

Canus

The morning of your birthday, Canus brings you some beautiful flowers from Medio

He then brings you to his home world, where Titania and the rest of the fae hold a special party for you, with Canus standing off to the side more then happy to watch you enjoy yourself!

If you need a break from the party, or after it's over, Canus takes you for a stroll through some of the most scenic parts of the tree

You can expect an evening picnic by a beautiful waterfall with this knight!

He's asked Titania to ask the faeries if they can use some magic to put on a little show for you at nightfall.... and honestly, the scene they put on is spectacular!

Of course, the two of you watch side by side until it's quite late

Knowing you should go back home, Canus is about to stand up, but...

You're slumped on his shoulder, breathing steadily with your eyes sealed shut... and he can't help but smile, and take you into his arms to bring you back to your own world where you can sleep soundly in your own bed

Rindo

Rindo is the most basic bitch of the bunch, but damn is he expensive

Expect fine jewelry, and a very fancy dinner out (or in, if you prefer!)

He's more then happy to treat you to anything you desire today!

It doesn't even matter what it is- you wanna go to a trampoline park? Laser tag? A movie? Sleep in bed all day? Rindo is going to be all over whatever you want to do, no matter what it is, so don't be afraid to do exactly what you want!

He'll bring you back to his apartment at night to pepper kisses all over you, reminding you of how much he loves you and how much you mean to him

He won't say anything about it out loud, but he's definitely looking forward to celebrating so many more birthdays with you- far into your old age ♥

[kangaroo-sniper-imagine]

Wanna go out?

Heavy

Mikhail is a confident man, self assured. NOT FOR YOU! Russian homeboy is so shyyyyyyyyy like the two of you are super close and have a ton in someone, but he has such a hard time asking you out!

Asks you out in a cute cute cute way. He writes a cute little message where he quotes some of his favorite poetry and hopes to god and back you reciprocate his feelings and tell him so (as a safety net, he intimidated Spy into, well, spying on you, and then telling Misha your reaction so the Russians could plan accordingly)

Sniper

this smooth mother fucker. He knows EXACTLY what he’s doing. The two of you have been flirting pretty heavily for the last few weeks, with a decent amount of heart-to-hearts to make him confident in you answering yes should he officially ask you out

Mick loves to surprise you, so he asks you out a Cupid way. By which i mean, he wrote you a note that just had a date and time, ties it to an arrow, and waited until you opened your bedroom door and shot the arrow right next to you. (Get back at him and throw a rock through his window with a not attached saying “yes”)

Engineer

SOFT TEXAN GENIUS IS SOFT! Dell spent most of his life ahead of his peers, isolated by his intelligence. Hardly anyone understood him; but you did. He was so taken by you he became a bumbling dork around you. He knew he either had to talk to you about his feeling or force himself to forget them

He has to give himself a pep talk, and get one from Spy, Sniper, and Medic; but eventually Dell asks to talk to you in riveted, and reveals his true emotions. If you accept them, he’ll smile really big and ask you out on an official date. Say yes to that he’ll faint

Spy

Jacque had to grapple with his feelings for a long time before coming to terms that he likes you romantically. The process was… rough. It took a lot of wine, cigarettes, and Sniper and Scout yelling at him. Eventually he accepts the fact that he likes you, and then essentially stalks you for a few days to see if you return his feelings, or at the very least don’t have feelings for ay one else on the team

He doesn’t ask you out, per sexy, he phrases it like he was going to buy you food for saving his ass during the last match. Next thing you know you’re in an expensive dress that you don't own in a high scale restaurant with a rarely maskless -blond- Jacque as he tells you his feelings and then apologizes for them. He’s a dork, say you like him back and he’ll probably cry, hes been preparing for rejection this whole time

Demo

he gets a crush on you and thinks he can manage it an the next thing he knows he’s lying awake at night thinking about how cute and awesome you are and he’s like “as shit” and realizes if he doesn’t do something soon, it’ll eat him up inside

That high school thing where he invites all the mercs to go to the bar after the match, then tells them all not to come so it's just you and him. He is so awkward the whole night and you KNOW something is wrong because he ISN’T drinking  and all it takes it one little prod at his behavior and its like a waterfall of info of how much he likes you (you kinda knew? Mostly because Solly came to you to complain about how Tavish set the whole date up after the Scotsman told the guys to not come

Soldier

Jane has little to no sense of shame, and from the moment he was infatuated with you, he let you know. Most matches were filled with Jane yelling compliments about your fighting and screaming at the enemy for bothering you. He was pretty much whipped from the first time he say you snap a Heavy’s neck

Doesn’t ask you so much as he politely demands you into going on a date with him. He has a little note card on what to say. “I humbly request that you eat dinner with me please,” is what he meant to say (aka what Demo and Engie begged him to say) but what came out was “Attention Maggot-who-I-respect-more-than-the-other-maggots! Have dinner with me!” and he threw a bouquet of wildflowers at you. Please say yes, he’s trying so hard

Medic

Ludwig values intelligence, curiosity, and resolve in a partner, and you embody all of that and more. He’s absolutely smitten with you, he practically becomes a goggles school girl whenever you come around. He only decides to make things “official” after he knows for sure that you’re more than friends 

The actual act of asking you out is sweet. He asks to talk to you privately and pulls out a bouquet of flowers in a heart shaped vase (anatomically correct heart i mean) and skips the whole “wanna go on a date” and goes straight “please be my girlfriend.” He has charts and a whole academic paper as to why you two are compatible. Its… sweet in his own way

Scout

We all know how Jeremy is. He likes you, tries to show off and gets hurt in the process, stuttering through a compliment and getting upset and flustered suave not being as suave as he thinks he is. He’ll ask the other guys for help. He gets a wide variety of suggestions from wining and dining (Spy) to basically kidnapping you and giving you a lecture to convince you to date him (Medic)

Jeremy takes things into his own hands. He knows the things you like, what you like to do, where to hang out. He sucks up his insecurities for a half moment, just long enough to ask you out on a walk to the Teufort’s local diner, as a date date not a friend date. When you say yes, he faints (not from surprise, he was so nervous he locked his knees and forgot to breath the whole time you were talking, date postponed until tomorrow)

Pyro

Pyro is pretty affectionate to everyone, but they’re extra cuddly and nice towards you; which is really the only indication that they have a crush on you. To Pyro, the whole ordeal is really very simple.They like you, they’re fairly sure you like them back; there shouldn’t be a problem with taking you out

Pyro is straightforward. They get a bunch of flowers they think you’ll like and tie them up in a big bow, pick out one of their favorite stuffies, and gifts them to you. If you take them, they interpret that as you accept their feelings for you, and they take your hand and pull you towards a cute little picnic they set up by a bonfire they lovingly created.

[windermeresimblr]

The Clan of the Trash Panda: A Neandersim Midnight Sun Legacy (1.4)

Previous Episode | Next Episode

In the morning, concerned that Meeka may not be getting enough nutrients, I cheat and purchase a pet bowl for her. Despite it being a raw pet food bowl, the fllling animation has a very modern food bag with very cute kibble pieces.

Droh: Why would you ever want to eat cold kibble? Hot food is best.

However, when Meeka comes to eat the food, it has reverted to its proper state: raw orgsans of some kind or another. Which is interesting, considering that all Droh’s been eating are anchovies and alley catfish. Not a lot of organs on those, at least not enough to fill a food bowl with heaping helpings of gore.

Droh: Meeka is special and deserves the best food. Eat up, little fox-thing! It’s got chyme, my favorite!

Meeka: Squarshem organs between my teeth. Yes. Squarsh. No munchings and crunchings for poor Gurgi, er, Meeka. 

Droh does not have as much luck with his own meal. Not only does it catch fire, he also makes disgusted faces, gags, and coughs with every bite. To be fair, he’s had that fish in his bag of holding for, like, a day, and I don’t think he seasons his food. (I got very annoyed at the gagging and face-pulling. I almost yelled “you’ll eat your burnt fish and like it!” Is this what it’s like being a parent?)

Meeka: The big creature, yes, he’s done his job today. I will spare him.

Droh: Meeka, there’s a rainbow. A rainbow, Meeka. You’re missing the rainbow, Meeka.

You’re missing the rainbow, too, standing with your back to it like that, but I digress.

After this, I make Droh swim some more. It is then that I realize that the hygiene through swimming mod is broken. But I decide to take care of Droh’s hunger needs first.

Back at the camp, Droh roasts some more fish. This time, he says something that sounds suspiciously like the English “God, that’s good!” while eating it. I’m just glad that he’s not gagging and grossing me out, so I’ll let his accidental English acquisition slide.

I then send him on a hunt for things to pick up, because I wanted to see if there was a seashell spawner he could harvest. Instead, he finds a bunch of seeds. Look at it, it’s the size of his hand. 

I don’t think he can actually eat the seed, and mousing over reveals that it’s a mandrake seed. I was thinking of incorporating @danjaley ‘s rule from her Banished challenge about herbs and winter survival, so I decide to allow Droh a tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiny bit of agriculture, as a treat.

Droh: So I just...stick it in the ground? I don’t mix it with meat, or crack it with a rock until it breaks open, or set it on fire? That’s it? No thanks, Watcher. I’d rather eat the plant.

After this, I buy @aroundthesims​’ rock shower and plop it on the beach lot. I know it’s not terribly natural-looking, but I got tired of trying to figure out what concatenation of mods would make the ocean-as-bath mod work. 

However, as you can see, there’s some difficulty having Droh shower while the rocks are in the same area as the waterfall, so I had to separate them so that he’d stop having a routing tantrum.

Droh: Wow, this is great! Thanks, Watcher!

I also got sick of Droh doing nothing but chasing Meeka around the campsite, so I bought him Sandy’s prehistoric sculpture station and made him get to work with 3 simoleons’ worth of clay. 

We sacrificed one huckleberry bush and a random seed to afford this. I may have been too hasty removing all his money before this, but in my defense, I did not think that Meeka would have such a strong gravitational pull. Literally all he does, if left to his own devices, is play with her. While this is cute, I want him to survive, you know!

Droh: It’s not my fault. Can’t you be nicer to me? Ask me what I’m making?

Ok, what are you making, Droh?

Droh: :) You’ll see.

Now that I’ve hit the picture limit, let’s hit the credits!

Credits:

Meeka’s raw food by The Bleeding Woodland

Droh’s waterfall shower by AroundTheSims3

Droh’s sculpting station by AroundTheSims3

This episode is sponsored in part by viewers like you! I really appreciate how you all have been commenting and liking this. It makes me happy to see how everyone is enjoying my very ugly little Sim, with apologies to Asimov. I will try to get a proper response post up this week--maybe Wednesday?

[aprillikesthings]

My itinerary is NUTS

I think I have one reservation left to make (the city pass) and then I don't have any Iceland expenses until I'm literally there?

OKAY.

This is all subject to cancellation For Obvious Reasons:

Thursday, September 9: Fly in just after 6am (which my body will think is 11pm...), buy snacks and possibly alcohol at the duty-free, take bus to Blue Lagoon, stay as long as I like (or until I get hungry--their food is expensive even for Iceland), take bus rest of the way into Reykjavik. Drop off suitcase at my guesthouse if they let me. Find and eat food. Buy some groceries (at Vegan búðin if I can) and/or yarn, depending on timing. (Guesthouse check-in is 3pm.) My plans are loose after that depending on how early I realize I feel like I've been run over, but general shopping-as-sight-seeing seems likely. I'm hoping to make it to like, 9pm before passing out. Jet lag, PMS, and lack of sleep vs. my body always perking up in the evening: who will win?!

Friday: Gonna have a city pass that gets me free entry into a bunch of museums plus bus fare. I need to look up the museum list on a map; I know there's some I really want to see like the open-air museum, and some that aren't a priority. I think it also gets me up the elevator to the top of Hallgrímskirkja? (Note to self to look up the hours of things; a lot of museums have pretty short hours.)

Saturday: Daytime plans are loose. Might see some things that the museum pass doesn't cover, like The Phallological Museum. (Edit: need to rent trekking poles!) That evening I have a reservation for a bus/hike to the volcano, though. :D :D :D (Here's hoping the weather cooperates. If the lava gives us a good show--it's been super off-and-on--that's a nice bonus!)

Sunday: Depending on soreness/exhaustion level, and how shy I'm feeling, go to church at Hallgrímskirkja, despite the service being in Icelandic. (They do have an English-language service once a month, but not while I'm there.) Go to the big Olympic pool with the twisty slide I remember from when I was a kid, maybe?

(The guy who does most of the youtube videos for Grapevine has a walking tour, but it's a little pricey. I'd get to meet his dog Polly, though!)

That's the afternoon/evening I have tickets to see Björk at Harpa, though; assuming it's not postponed. I might be too busy vibrating in excitement to do anything lolol.

Monday: bus tour along the South coast! Pretty beaches! At least one waterfall! A glacier? I forget what else is on the list tbh but it's a like, 9-hour trip, phew.

Tuesday: get my rapid-antigen covid test required to get on the plane home. Otherwise a chill day. Go swimming if I didn't on Sunday. Maybe even if I did, there's certainly enough pools, lol.

Wednesday: Golden Circle bus tour (Þingvellir, Gullfoss, the geothermal park with the geysir Strokkur). It also stops at a farm that's famous for ice cream made from the milk of the cows that live there, which is pointless for me (who knows, maybe they'll have fruit sorbet?), but going by pictures and reviews you also get to pet Icelandic sheep and horses and cows, which is the real reason I picked the tour that included the farm, lol.

Thursday: Take city bus to Keflavik, get off near where my old house was (I've looked, there's a stop really close by), walk around awkwardly with a wheely suitcase for ...I think I have two hours? before getting back on that bus to take it the rest of the way to the airport four hours before my flight leaves because right now coming and going takes longer than usual due to having to present the negative covid test. Ponder buying Brennivín despite the fact that I rarely drink anymore. I will probably buy some candy including Opal licorice, though. Possibly this is when I fill my suitcase with enough presents for people that I have to check the damn thing lol.

Looser things to fit in around other plans: walking or bicycling along the waterfront area, including getting a selfie with The Sun Voyager (a big metal sculpture thing). Taking the ferry to Videy island to walk around and enjoy the views. Lazily perusing a bookstore's English section. Drinking tea or coffee in a cafe while knitting or reading. Eating too many baked goods and drinking far too much coffee.

I have a list of people I plan to send postcards to, which reminds me I need to text some people for addresses. (The list is admittedly short, in part because mailing postcards to the states from Iceland is like $2 a pop, and sending it from Iceland is like half the point.)

There's also an assortment of goofy tourist-trap types of things like Perlan (museum-y stuff), and FlyOver Iceland (which is basically a high-tech immersive movie). There's a place that dresses you up like a Viking and takes professional photos for $100 that, honestly, looks dorky but fun. I think there's one that replicates the aurora, as well?

Speaking of which: there's already been some pretty strong aurora activity this year, so if there's a night with an aurora and decent weather, there's tour companies that either drive you to a more remote location or put you on a boat to see it without the light pollution of the city.

My original plans included going out dancing/drinking one night--the bar scene in Reykjavik is notorious, and I wanted to at least stop in at Kiki Queer Bar for a bit. But the recent spike in cases has been attributed to people (including locals) going to bars/clubs, where it's impossible to social distance and people have to yell to talk to each other and nobody is wearing masks.

In general my plan is to eat the free cold breakfast at the guesthouse every morning, eat less-expensive grab'n'go meals or ones I make at the guesthouse when I can, and limit myself to an average of one (1) meal in a restaurant most days. Partially because food in Iceland is just expensive. Partially to limit my exposure. (Outdoor dining is limited during a time of year that's likely to be 50f with wind and/or rain, okay.)

I fully expect that I'm going to be more thorough/paranoid about mask-wearing than the locals. I know the tour buses all require and enforce mask-wearing, and IIRC the ones I reserved are all smaller groups (less than 20). But I'm already at way more risk than a lot of tourists who rent cars/campervans and only see people at waterfalls and campgrounds and gas stations.

What happens if I test positive before I leave? I get to quarantine in a non-fancy hotel in Iceland for ten days on their dime. They even bring food to your door. This is obviously not ideal for many reasons, especially if I do actually feel ill, so yeah. Gonna be careful about the masking etc. while I'm there.

[pitaparka]

lazy river

request: hell yeah prompt list time! kissing john b in the rain for love and longing? love your content btw summary: it’s been a long time since you’ve been to a water park. jon b knows this, and wants to change that.

pairings: john b. x reader

word count: 1.7k

warnings: super fluffy. real cute. might rot your teeth.

a/n: requests still open! i got an AP exam this week. i also have to finish a create task i’ve had weeks to work on and haven’t, so... wish me luck. big love! 

It’s just how you remember it as a child; all funnel cakes and water slides and screaming children and too hot pavement. Exactly where you want to be when summer's in full swing. 

Probably the best unofficial date you’ve ever been on.

You don’t know how much money John B. had to save up in order to get you there, but the topping on the cake was his ability to score a free bus ride to and from going with a small church group. You'd never known him to be religious, but it was an eventful ride for the two of you. John B. was playing the role of full blown Christian boy, and it was so hard to hide your smiles and giggles that everyone must've thought you were his even more Christian friend. K-love plagued the speakers, and you and John B. agreed some of it wasn't bad, but most of the kids were insufferably nice, to a point where it was almost disingenuous. Standing in line with them was a pain, but as soon as you were able to, you two booked it off to the umbrellas, searching desperately for two lounge chairs. Maybe even one at this point. Anything really, until you found a small bunch of chairs left secluded by a family whose child was not having a good time. It was a perfect spot right under the umbrella allowing you to spread your towels out and leave the cooler by the chair. John B. was fast to attack the food in there; sandwiches, chips, fruits, cheese. You name it and JJ had gotten (stolen) it from somewhere for you two. “You’re gonna get sick,” you commented, as he scarfed down a sandwich. The smell of sunscreen plagues the area. You rubbed some onto your face. John B. had miraculously thought of everything except spray on sunscreen, so you were forced to either buy some from the gift shop at a ridiculously inflated price, or use the lotion. “Sick shmick. Do you want to go on some rides?” He says, wiping his dirty hands down on his towel. The towel that was supposed to wipe down his wet body. You grimaced, but then he slipped his shirt off and shimmied off his flip flops. He was so well toned and tan already. You can’t imagine him wanting to get any tanner. “Yes I do, actually. Can you get my back first?” You say, and wonder if John B. actually forgot the spray on sunscreen or opted for the lotion instead for this reason. His hands were firm on your shoulders as he applied the sunscreen, rubbing the taut muscle there and going dangerously low down your back. It sends a shiver down your spine and he can so obviously tell because he does it again to gauge your reaction. He ruins it though, by sending you off with a buddy pat on your shoulders. “Let’s do pirates plunge first,” he said, and it made you smile how excited he got. You wondered how long it’s been for him too. “No,” you argue, “we have to work our way up to that.” "Do NOT tell me you're planning on staying in the lazy river the whole time," he said, turning to where the middle aged adults who obliged their children lounged, floating leisurely under bridges and waterfalls. It made him shiver. "It's a great place to tan," you teased, and he glared at you. You smiled, and  stretched upward. "You want sunscreen?" You ask, and he looks like he's about to say no, but he nods his head yes. His back is smooth under your hands, and you make sure to lather his shoulders up nicely. You hand him the bottle when you're finished, and he scoffed. "You only did half," he says. "You can do the rest," you assure, and he rolls his eyes, squirting a glob of cream onto his palm before smearing it over his chest. "This kind of half-assery won't be tolerated," he jokes, "I'm going to have to report you to the manager." "Oh please. You're the king of half-assery." He gasps as he rubs his palms down his face, leaving streaks of white there. "How dare you. You're fired." He claims, looking over to one of the smaller two-person slides. You lean over to him and rub in the white with your thumbs, cupping his face a little. He watches your face the whole time, which, you have to admit, is a little creepy. When you're done, you shove him for good measure, before taking off in the other direction. The sun beats down hot on your shoulders, and you two spend hours waiting in lines and talking and spending time together. You could see the burn on John B.'s face and expected you were going to feel the burn too later on that night. It was a blessing whenever clouds rolled through the sky, blocking out the sun for a brief period before she cleared them away. The rides were subpar, but you two didn't notice in the slightest, screaming and yelling at each other down the slides and in tubes. The two of you dodged children and concerned parents and other teenagers, bobbing and weaving in and out of lines. Dripping wet, bodies glistening in the hot sun, you two decided funnel cakes were in order. You stood in line as John B. toweled off by your seats, and he ducked under the belt to stand with you. It got him dirty looks, but he didn't notice. "When are the church kids leaving?" You pondered, stretching on your tip toes to look in front of John B., trying to catch a glimpse of any of them. "In like an hour," he says, glancing up at the big clock poised over the food shack. There was only one in the entire park, which must've been good for business. They were so hot when you got them that the powdered sugar on top was melting. But as you made your way back to your seats, you felt it. “Oh no,” you whine, the water droplets on your bare shoulder. You turn to look at John B., but his gaze is not with yours. His eyes are on the sky, the grey storm clouds rolling in above. You sigh loudly. It’s not like you’re afraid of getting wet. Of all the places to be when it rains, a water park ranks at least in the top ten. But now all the rides were going to be closed. For god knows how long. He looked back down at you, grinning, and then noted your crestfallen expression. He pouted. “Why the long face?” He said, grabbing your chin and shaking it. You jerked away from his grasp to sulk. “Our day is ruined,” you grumbled, walking down in the direction of your chairs, planted conveniently under one of the large umbrellas. He jogged to catch up to you, intertwining his hand with yours. He swings it back and forth childishly. If he could, he’d probably skip down the concrete path to your area. "We have to eat these anyway. It'll probably be done by then," he assured. Much to your dismay, it was not in fact done by then. "That bus is probably going to leave early now," you mused, checking the notification app they made all of you download before you left the bus. “No way. This day’s not over. It’s just getting started,” he said, plucking your phone from your grasp and burying it in the bag he had brought. He left the rest of the conversation to your imagination before he took off running, pulling you in tow. “Hey!” You cried out, but you couldn’t help the giggle rising out of your throat when he stumbled over his own bare feet a little. He hushed you as you caught up to him on the side of the lazy river. There was nobody in it. All the employees were at the front entrance of it, escorting people out. "Wanna do a river run?" He said, slipping down the ladder. Your eyes bulged. "They're gonna kick us out," you said, hopping in after him anyway. You two stood downstream, and waited for tubes. It only took a few seconds before John B. was passing you one, rain falling on his hair and chest. "Now it's cold," you complained, but John B. chastised you. "Stop being a baby. Hang on," he said, standing up for you to grab onto one of the handles of his tube. The lazy river in the rain was a lot more fun than a lazy river in the sunshine. It would only be a few minutes before you reached the front of the ride, where all the workers were stuck trying to collect the tubes. John B. was splashing water at you, and shaking your tube to get you to fall out. You return the favor by flipping him over near the waterfall. He came up sputtering, and in return tried to flip your tube as well, but you latched onto his neck. It was easy for him to support your weight in the water, and he grabbed your legs, wrapping them around his waist as the tubes got away from the two of you. They floated sadly down the river, under the waterfall by themselves. John B. chased them, hands supporting you, your arms wrapped around his neck. He moved slowly towards the waterfall, and threatened to throw you under it. You squealed and pushed yourself up against him as much as you could, cradling his head to your own. If you were going down, so was he. But he stopped just short. You pulled away just a bit, and he was looking at you, eyes intense, smile bright. Your heart skipped a beat and you swear you saw him move closer. You couldn't help but do the same. Until his lips were on yours, moving in sync with you, rain pelting your bodies. His hands were firm underneath you, and you knew he wouldn't let you fall. It had been so long since you realized you wanted to kiss him for the first time. You could settle for him kissing you. "I love you, you know that?" He remarked. You thought it was sweet, until he tossed you under the waterfall. You swear you could hear his laugh from under the water.

[nanaminsonyfans]

Between Worlds; Chapter Three

Previous, Next Masterlist

gif is not mine

A/N: Here’s chapter three! Please enjoy it!

!!TW!! Swearing, mentions of blood and burns

“By the way, where are we going?”

“I-I don’t know.”

Zuko was laying in his bed, an arm tucked behind his head. He let out a sigh, moving to stare up at the ceiling. Just thinking about the Avatar made his blood boil. Why was she doing this to him? He gripped the bedsheets growling slightly under his breath. Why did thinking of her make him feel weird? Zuko’s heart always started racing when he thought about her. He assumed it was because of the hatred he felt for her, maybe it was. Or maybe, just maybe, he felt other emotions as well. No, it couldn’t be. Especially not for her. 

You had been flying all day from the Air Temple. It must’ve been at least six hours, the sun was already setting. “Where are we going?” Sokka whined, glancing over at you as he stretched with Momo laying on his stomach. “Somewhere with water around it.” You answered with a sly smirk playing at your lips. “Haha, very funny, Y/N.” He huffed, glaring at you. You rolled your eyes and glanced down, your eyes landing on a medium-sized island. “I found where we’re going.” You sang happily, guiding Appa to said island. 

“Look Sokka! There’s a stream,” You pointed to a small, crystal clear waterfall streaming water into a river-like stream, with plenty of coy. “Go fish for your food.” You stuck your tongue out at him as you spoke with an attitude laced in your voice. Sokka retaliated with the same notion before grabbing his fishing rod, grumbling as he plopped down on the edge of the cool river. You began to help Katara with her things. “Thank you, Y/N.” “No problem, it’s the least I can do after almost...hurting you guys.” You mumbled the last part, remembering yesterday. “It’s okay, Y/N. I understand. Plus, you don’t seem able to control your Avatar state yet.” She sympathized with you, though you were unsure why. The two of you were nothing alike. In fact, you were from entirely different worlds. You sighed and gave her a thankful smile. “Thank you, Katar-” 

“Woah!” Sokka screamed, both of you turned your heads to the direction. The boy was hanging on a rope, by his foot. “You three have a lot of explaining to do.” A commanding woman’s voice spoke. About ten or more girls jumped down from the trees and came out of bushes. You took a defensive stance, putting Katara behind you. Then it struck you, these were the Kyoshi Warriors! 

Sokka cut himself loose, although he had a blindfold on. He pulled it up and saw the women. “Who are you? Where are the men that ambushed us?” “There were no men. If you don’t answer our questions we are throwing you to the elephant coy.” One of the women spoke while narrowing her eyes at Sokka. “No way we were ambushed by a bunch of girls!” Sokka scoffed glaring at the women in their dresses and makeup. One of the girls grabbed Sokka by his shirt collar. “I guess Unagi will have a delicious dinner then.” She growled at him. “No wait! He’s my brother, he’s just an idiot sometimes.” Katara explained running to her brother’s aid. You scoffed and rolled your eyes at the pair. “Look, I’m the Avatar-” “Impossible! The Avatar disappeared a hundred years ago!” A woman, most likely the leader, interrupted. “Well yeah. That’s me.” You stated matter-of-factly. “Feed the imposter to Unagi!” She commanded. “What?! No! I-” The women already stalked over to you. 

“Y/N, do an airbending trick!” Katara nervously yelled. You became flustered. How could you prove yourself? Your mind went blank, what the fuck would you do?! You gulped and searched your pockets for something, anything. Your hands grasped something cold and round, a marble. Your eyes lit up as you pulled it out. “Watch this.” You grinned concentrating on the silver marble. It lifted off the palm of your hand and started to spin. There were a few ‘oohs’ and ‘awes’ from the women. “You’re an airbender!” One of the girls said in amazement. “You are the Avatar.” The leader said breathlessly as she walked up to you.

“I am Suki, the leader.” The girl stated, holding her hand out for you to shake. “Hello Suki, I’m Y/N.” You shook her hand smiling sweetly at the woman. 

One the other side of the island a little girl ran up to her father, who was fishing. “Did you hear?” She asked in an excited tone. “Hear what?” He asked, putting his newly caught fish in a basket. “The Avatar is on Kyoshi!” The little girl said jumping up and down happily. “What?!” The fishermen asked in surprise. 

Word spread almost like wildfire, especially in the marketplace. The fishermen told a shopkeep, who told a customer, who was a Fire Nation servant - specifically Prince Zuko’s servant. He passed on the news of the Avatar’s most recent location. 

“The Avatar is on Kyoshi Island?!” Zuko yelled in a demanding tone while holding the servant by the collar. “Where did you hear this from?!” “Th-The shopkeep! She said she heard it from the fishermen from Kyoshi!” He sputtered out, turning pale in fear at his anger. Zuko scoffed and shoved the man to the ground, stalking over to his uncle. His uncle was sipping his tea. “Uncle, ready the rhinos. She is not getting away from me again!” He hissed walking out of the room. 

Kyoshi Island was utterly beautiful to you, breathtaking even. You took in a deep inhale of the fresh air, the scent of pine greeting your nose. You sighed happily and turned around to the feast the Kyoshi villagers prepared for you. They were celebrating the arrival of the Avatar. The Kyoshi statue got a new coat of paint too, just in your honor. This was supposed to feel good right? You were being treated like a celebrity, but this wasn’t meant for you. It felt so wrong. But you couldn’t seem ungrateful. You weren’t! In fact, you appreciated the hospitality of these people that were hidden from the world. 

Momo sat perched upon your shoulder as you began to eat. You handed him a few pieces of bread and berries, in which you got a happy chirp in response. You noticed Katara wasn’t eating, so you nudged her gently. “Why aren’t you eating?” You asked softly, “Your brother seems to enjoy it.” You giggled softly gesturing to Sokka, who had his face stuffed with all types of food. Katara giggled as well rolling her eyes. “I don’t know...I’m not very hungry.” She shrugged and began to pick at her bowl of rice with a pair of chopsticks. 

The feast spread was almost as beautiful as the land. The table was spread several feet long, three other tables lined up in sections in front of it. Despite the small island, it had a fairly big population. Each table had the same spread. A roasted pig, two roasted chickens, three big bowls of mashed potatoes and corn, a bowl of white rice, noodles, and three roasted salmon and coy. It all looked so delicious, but you stuck with the vegetable-based foods. Momo helped a few little girls pick berries for the two of you, and that made you very happy. People who didn’t even know you, welcomed you with open arms. It warmed your heart. 

After the feast, the sun started to set, beginning the party. Drums, flutes, and clapping to the beat. Everyone was so happy with the Avatar arriving. Their savior. You spent the night dancing with the children, showing them some air-based dance moves. Then everything started to wind down, people going back to their homes to sleep. You, Sokka, and Katara were given a small and empty home, and it was since. You held Appa by the reins as you led him to a forestry area behind the home. “Goodnight, big guy.” You whispered, kissing the furry creature before heading inside. 

Sokka had already passed out from a food coma, so it was just you and Katara awake. Katara was currently making her small cot. “Hey, Katara?” You asked softly while you laid on your own cot. She responded with a small hum as she finally finished fluffing her pillows. You chewed on the inside of your cheek and let out a sigh as you stared at the ceiling. “I don’t...I don’t think I deserve any of this. The praise, parties...people acting like I am a celebrity.” You spoke, your voice soft, not wanting to wake up Sokka and Momo. Katara laid on her cot and stared at the ceiling as well. 

“I understand this must be new to you. You were frozen for a hundred years. You’re still adjusting.” Katara explained, her gentle voice soothing you. “I know you must be overwhelmed.” You sighed and turned so your back was facing Katara, but you were facing sleeping Sokka. “I just feel like...I don’t belong here.” You whispered, eyes slowly closing shut as you fell into the realm of unconsciousness. 

Your body felt like it was floating. You looked around seeing stars and a small glowing path...weird. You took a deep breath and took a step forward. Your footprint glowed softly, illuminating your bath. You could hear your heart pounding in your chest. “You don’t belong here.” It was Aang’s voice again. You looked around for the source, then finally saw him walking towards you, his steps glowing as well. You gulped, “I-I know I don’t...But I don’t know how to get home-” “You stole MY destiny!” He yelled stepping closer, you two were three feet apart. “I know!” You yelled back, now getting irritated at the 12-year-old. “Then go home!” You clenched your fist closing your eyes tightly. There was the sound of an alarm clock going off. The sound got closer and closer. Your head started to pound as it got closer. “Just shut up!” You screamed. 

The birds were singing and chirping outside as your eyes shot open. You were in a cold sweat, your chest rising and falling at an erratic rate. Your eyes scanned the room, landing on the lemur sitting on your chest. You screamed and fell off of the bed with a thud. When your body hit the floor you groaned, rubbing your temples. Footsteps entered the house, multiple in fact. “Y/N! Are you okay?!” It was Sokka. You looked up, squinting. It turned out, however, to not be Sokka. The Kyoshi Warriors stood above you. You looked around, and then saw him. Sokka was decked out in a Kyoshi uniform and their customary makeup. “Oh my, Sokka!” You started to laugh. It was a good change; you needed a laugh after that dream. “Yeah yeah, I’m a Warrior now.” Sokka grumbled, helping you up to your feet. You yawned and stretched once you were on your feet. “How long was I asleep? I don’t remember Katara having an older sister.” You teased but your fun was cut short. 

“Come out Avatar!” Shit. They found you. You gulped and headed towards the door, but Sokka blocked you. “No, Y/N. We can’t let you get captured again. You barely survived last time.” Suki smiled proudly, “We have been training for this day. Don’t worry, Avatar.” She smiled and led everyone out. No way in hell were you endangering the people who welcomed you so warmly. These people have stayed away from the Fire Nation for a hundred years, you weren’t about to ruin that streak. 

You grabbed your staff and looked outside the window. The Kyoshi were up in the trees, waiting for their chance. Zuko and his soldiers started to drag people out of their homes. You gripped your staff and walked out. “I’m right here.” You glared at the Prince, your eyes filled with anger. Zuko turned to you with a snarl and death glare. “Well here’s the Avatar. You won’t get away this time.” He hissed and started to charge at you. “I won’t let you terrorize innocent people.” You yelled, twirling your staff and sending a gust of wind at Zuko.

Zuko didn’t lose his stance. Huh. Impressive. You smirked at him, which only irritated him more. He let out a battle cry and sent blasts of fire your way. You thought you could dodge it in time. You were half right. One of the blasts lit the fabric near your right hip aflame. You hissed in pain as the fabric burned away, and the fire burned your skin. “Son of a bitch.” You hissed and glared at Zuko. Anger filled your body and your eyes. Your e/c orbs are filled with anger. “Fuck you.” You hissed and used your staff to knock Zuko off of his feet. 

Zuko grunted as he hit the floor. You glared at him and got up, using your cane as a staff of some sort. He grabbed your ankle causing you to fall onto the coarse dirt. Your chin hit the sharp end of a few rocks, cutting it open slightly. You saw the red liquid drip onto the dirt. You let out a scream of frustration and kicked at Zuko’s head. “You asshole!” You yelled as Katara came to your aid, Sokka already on Appa with Momo.

“Hurry and get on!” Sokka yelled as the bison flew down. Katara helped you onto the creature. Zuko glared as Appa flew away. “Everyone back on the ship! Do not lose sight of them!” He ordered and stalked back to the ship, wiping his now bleeding nose. 

“This isn’t over, Avatar.” 

A/N: A special thanks to @imagine-yourself-happy​ for editing this chapter for me! I hope you all enjoyed it.

Taglist;

@imagine-yourself-happy @lilmou5ie @toobsessedsstuff @bluecrystals01 @foolishgang @alrightberries @cheyenne-dunn-universe @givemetundies @anxietyriddledcollegekid @gra-hamcrackers @marionette-ghoulette @miracle-rat @bangtanboyswriting123 @wattpadwaterandfire @hopelessly-hopeful-hope @alexander-the-great32105 @panini-the-bird-killer @gabsanc

[undertalethingems]

Bark at the Moon, Chapter 4: Antagonized

<Previous / Next>

Or read on my Ao3>

Rating, Setting: Gen, Pre-canon

Chapter Warnings: None?

Chapter Summary: Flowey’s run out of things to do. At least, he thinks he has.

Flowey flinched at heavy crashing further up the channel; it sounded like something big had fallen in the trash heaps. Big things didn’t come through often, so as bored as he was he figured he may as well check it out. It'd be wild if it were a human or something besides garbage, but he wasn't going to get his hopes up. He ducked into the murky water and burrowed through the mud below to pop up between the piles of garbage, the best vantage point for spotting anything new. Didn’t look like much… wait, that one looked lopsided. He popped up closer to it, peered around the refuse, then checked the other side and gasped.

A skeleton lay half-buried in the pile.

It wasn’t just any old skeleton—or any new skeleton, for that matter. Inching around, Flowey could make out the shape of the skull and knew he’d seen it before. Only, it hadn’t been attached to a body, or appeared outside of battle. All of this was new.

“Um, howdy! You alright there, friend?” he called, wondering what kind of response he might get. As it turned out, he got none. The creature just laid there, eye sockets closed. Flowey frowned, and extended a vine to poke its scapula. “Hello? What are you, dead?”

Fangs sheared through his vine in a blur, and he grunted at the pain. The creature’s jaws snapped open and Flowey braced himself for the next strike, but his nerves faded to curiosity as the beast seemed frozen, jaws still open and eyes wide but dark. Slowly, it reached up with heavy claws to tug at its own teeth, then shut its mouth and curled a hand tight around its snout as if to hold its jaws shut. A hushed, weary whine escaped from it, and Flowey thought the tone was familiar.

“Uh, hey there!” he tried again, and the creature slowly turned to face him. “Sorry to wake you, but you didn’t look so good. Are you okay?”

The creature seemed to think for a bit, and he wondered if it understood him until it bunched its shoulders up into a shrug. Of course it would, if it was one of his.

“Fair enough. I probably wouldn’t be doing too good if I’d just fallen into a pile of garbage too,” Flowey joked. “Wait here, I’ll get'cha something to eat.”

It wasn’t far to the cooler of astronaut food someone had left down here ages ago, and he picked a couple packets up before heading back to his interesting new pal. He’d never thought he’d be making friends with one of these, but maybe it’d tell him how to beat that smiley trashbag. He pushed his way back up through the mud, and presented the snacks to the creature.

“Okay! Here you go, just take the wrapper off and—yeah, pretty good right? If you’re into weird, dried-out food, anyway. How ya feelin’ now, buddy?”

The creature made a humming sound. It was weird how much it sounded like him, and the glowing cyan irises that now filled its sockets were also familiar, but Flowey tried to ignore that. Probably just side effects of who it belonged to.

“So what are you doing all the way out here? I bet Sans is looking for you, he doesn’t let you guys out like, ever. Say! My name’s Flowey by the way, Flowey the flower. What’s yours? Do you even have one?”

The creature narrowed its eyes, then extended its left paw. Flowey gave it his vine, his own eyes narrowed as they shook, and the thing he knew as a gaster blaster cleared its nonexistent throat.

“heya. i’m sans.”

Flowey felt his brain break. “…What.”

“you seem surprised. have we met before?” the creature—Sans—observed, slowly sitting back on his haunches.

“Gh—no,” Flowey replied shortly, trying to recover his composure. “Not properly! I-I mean, I’ve heard of you, so, I know of you.”

“of course you have, everyone knows me,” Sans agreed. He leaned closer, grin seeming to turn sharp despite the fact it was already made of jagged fangs. “now, the real question is… who did you think i was before i introduced myself?”

Flowey grimaced--he’d slipped up.

“listen pal... i don't wanna jump to any conclusions, but it seemed like you recognized me. and if that's true… i think we’ve met before, and it was NOT under good circumstances.”

He’d really slipped up. Sans was standing now, looming over him ominously. No, no—he wasn’t ready to end this run yet, not when it had finally gotten so interesting! Sans was too perceptive for his own good.

Sans grunted as vines wrapped around his limbs, lashing him to the heap of garbage before he could skip away. More vines whipped out and wound around his jaws—Flowey was taking no chances, not when he had something so new to toy with. Sans was supposed to be a round, talkative, terrifying jokester, not a weird animal. But here he was, covered in heavy spines and on all fours with a long tail. Flowey wasn’t sure what he’d do with him, but he could figure that out later. Right now, he wanted to take his prize somewhere no one would find it.

Sans gave a bit of token resistance, but eventually went limp and let Flowey drag him along through shadowy caverns. There was much of Waterfall still uninhabited—places where it was too dark, too damp, too cramped—corners where perhaps no one had set foot for centuries. Flowey worked his way along until he found a small cavern that seemed perfect—he couldn’t even hear the distant dull roar of rushing water, and the only light came from a few glimmering crystals embedded in the stony walls.

“Okay smiley trashbag, wakey wakey!” Flowey sang harshly as he deposited his captive. “We’re alone. Tell me what the hell you are.”

Sans lifted an eyelid to gaze at him. “why?”

“I’m the one asking questions here! Besides… I’ll kill you if you don’t! Hee hee!”

“hm. sure you will.”

"Yeah! It won't be hard!”

“nope.”

“So, you don’t care if you die… but maybe… your brother!” Flowey threatened with a wicked grin, only to be met with the same nonchalance.

“ok.”

Flowey glared at him. “What, you really don’t care about what happens to your beloved, precious Papyrus?”

Sans shrugged. “eh. if you’re what i think you are… then it doesn’t really matter what you do, does it?”

Flowey curled his lip. “I’ll make you watch as I dust him bone by bone! You’ll be haunted by his screams forever!”

“that’s… pretty messed up, my dude. you need to talk?”

“Don’t turn this around on me!” Flowey shrieked. “I’ll destroy EVERYONE and make you watch!”

“hm… well, chances are you’ve already done that at least once. after all, you know what i look like,” Sans replied. “but it doesn’t matter what either of us do. i accepted that a long time ago.”

“And that’s why you’re a lazy slob who never does anything,” Flowey stated with contempt.

Sans shrugged. “yup.”

“Ugh, whatever. It's way more interesting to keep you alive now anyway,” Flowey grumbled. “You’re even more of a freak than before. I wonder… does your brother know you’re like this? I wonder what he’d think if he saw you.”

“wouldn’t care.”

“…Wait, are you saying you wouldn’t care, or that he wouldn’t care?” Flowey pressed, and Sans shrugged yet again. He was so frustrating sometimes, and Flowey scowled. “Ugh. I know what I’ll do. As much as I’d love to finally kill you, I think I’ll keep you alive… as my pet. You’ve humiliated me too many times, and now I’m going to repay the favor!”

Flowey laughed until he noticed Sans was falling asleep.

“Hey! Wake up! You really don’t care what I’m going to do to you?!” He shook the vines restraining his prize, jostling him awake.

“hmm? eh… not really. can’t be worse than what i’ve already been through, so it doesn’t really matter,” Sans murmured in reply, snuggling against the rough stone floor despite how he was bound.

“W-well…” Flowey stumbled, “maybe… you don’t care now! But let’s see how you feel in a month! Maybe even longer! Hee hee hee!”

Sans shrugged again. “in that case, i’m going to sleep. wake me in a month, ok pal?”

Flowey growled and tightened his vines until Sans was pressed to the floor, and leaned in to leer at him. “You listen here, trashbag. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be—”

Bones stabbed up from the floor inches from his face, and he leapt back with a yelp.

“i’ll be what, kid? broken? dusted? flower’s best friend?” Sans said, a deadly chill in his voice as he fixed Flowey with one piercing eye. “fine. you have fun trying. but don't think this is gonna be easy. i'm not some helpless puppy you picked up off the street. i'm not like ANYTHING you've seen before."

Flowey felt a shiver run through him as he stared into Sans’ dark sockets, but he pulled a smirk. “Hah! What do you think I am, an idiot? 'Cause I'm not.”

Sans only chuckled dryly. “you keep telling yourself that. i’m going to sleep.”

Flowey growled, but held back. He needed to strategize. Sans wasn’t someone he could just threaten into submission, and knowing his stats, he couldn’t torture him either if he wanted him alive. He’d have to come up with some other way to get to Sans--but for now it might be fun just watching what his absence would do to his friends. Another smirk curled at the corners of his mouth, and he ducked below-ground to head for Snowdin, making sure to keep his prize tied up tight. He knew what the world looked like with everyone but Sans gone--it was time to see the opposite.

[lunnaya-dragon]

Rated: your emotions.

Warnings: strong deviation from the Canon/strange Viggo.

Pairings: Hiccup/Viggo.

Summary: Viggo is infected with a terrible disease, and begins to hunt his most delicious prey.Hiccup, finding out who is hunting him, tries to save him.

And also a small explanation:

word - is a plain text.

word -is a thought .

word -is the author's words.

word - is the language of a monster or monster.

HORROR AU.

Chapter 2.

"The day I was possessed by a demon".

The guards laughed softly. And how can you not laugh when your chief cackles like a sick rooster?

Viggo was laughing merrily as he watched his father lose another game of Maces and Talons.

"Son, only you can disgrace your father like this".-Ragnarok said, smiling softly at him.

"But is it my fault that you can't play?" Viggo said, still laughing.

And the ships were nearing the island "Bescheshuichetyi dragon". And as soon as their bows were firmly planted in the white sand , everyone was told to leave their cabins and go ashore.

"Well, are you ready for your first hunt?" - said Ragnarok proudly, leaning his powerful hands on his son's thin shoulders .When he heard the guard's voice from outside the door.

"You'll be proud of me , I know every weak point in these reptiles.I spent days and nights preparing for this moment, not like some people.Viggo said confidently, looking straight into the brown eyes of his best teacher , his father.He jumped out of bed and began to pack his bag .

A few minutes later, they left the cabin and went to the General meeting , where children from different tribes met. However, as soon as Viggo noticed a group of children of different ages, something made him become quiet and timid again.

In it were the heirs of other tribes and kingdoms. Their age ranged from 15-18 years .They were all dragon hunters.

After examining his new companions a little, he decided to find out more about where he was.A small village on the other side of the river caught his eye.He decided to find someone who could tell him about it.

A tall man was standing near a group of people .Approaching him, he greeted him and asked him about the village.The latter answered him thus .

"Hello, my name is Armstrong the good-Natured.As for those buildings, this is a small village, as well as a medical center.It was specially built here, because there are a lot of things in this place, graduates get seriously injured. This is where we treat them....although sometimes there were cases when children did not pass the exam, for various reasons, and came here to send a letter to their homeland to be taken away.To be honest, boy, I'm against such survival .You're too young to hunt such beasts, not like those big foreheads over there! So let's agree on this, I really feel sorry for you, you can come to me if you want ,my house is that building with a carved wooden horse head. If you ask me why you have such a privilege, I will answer right now , because you are the only 7-year-old child , around you there are already healthy deer that are about to turn twenty.That's why.Now go to hunters." With that, the mustachioed man in armor walked away.

When Viggo got the answer to his question ,he said good-bye and went back .

Next to the group that had already gathered, a man in a white coat climbed onto a wooden pedestal and tapped on a silver disk.This attracted the attention of everyone standing around.

"Dear Sirs, ladies and their children, today we have gathered for a reason, today is the very day when our children must prove themselves for the future of your tribes and kingdoms. They will have to: survive for 3 months, on their own, develop a sense of courage, ruthlessness, coolness and fearlessness. Be able to calculate their every step , because it depends on how they will lead their people. But their most important goal is to defeat the Bescheshuychetogo dragon, one of the most terrible creatures on this island.I wish you good luck. " - with these words, the elder descended from the pedestal and walked away.

Viggo was alarmed by this statement, because he had never met or remembered this class of dragons before .As a result, all confidence in victory collapsed . And he even wondered how Riker had handled it all and brought home a bunch of little dead dragons.

He did not have time to think about all this , because his father's hand clearly made it clear that it was time to say goodbye , and perhaps forever , because no one is immune from their own death.

He let him go , his eyes sad and full of fear .

An hour later, he was standing alone on the beach. Unnoticed, the others had already gone hunting.

"pull yourself together ,everything will work out for you." With this thought in mind, Viggo pulled out a book and a coal from his bag, and quickly began to write a plan of action. After all, you need to have time to do everything before sunset, otherwise you won't be able to say Hello to him later.The plan was this :

1) Find suitable shelter, both from the weather and from predators.

2) Find a source of fresh water , and it is better to find shelter there.

3) Take care of the availability of food.

4) to Prepare a sleeping place.

5) Prepare items for tomorrow's hunt.

Having written the plan, he began to carry out the first point. And putting the items back in the bag, quickly ran into the woods.

It's been a few hours or more, but he still finds what he thinks is the perfect place to hide.

Coming out of the thorny bushes, he sees a waterfall and a small river, a source of fresh water .And behind the waterfall is a hidden cave.Viggo cautiously walks up to the entrance ,narrow enough that it does not fit Gronckle, and looks around.There is nothing inside except one spacious room . And most importantly, it is not inhabited by anyone! Today, luck is on his side. He quickly found a corner to sleep in and began sorting through his bag of things .Taking a couple of pitchers with him, he left the cave, ran to the river and filled them to the top with clean water and returned to put on the floor.

"All that's left is to find some food.Sticks, stones, and leaves for a fire ,and reeds for a primitive bed."

Viggo crawled out of the cave again and searched for branches, leaves, and rocks.After about half an hour, all the necessary items lay in the middle of the cave stacked in the form of a fire.It was also good that the island is located in the South and at night it was not cold, and during the day it was warm enough.

The second race in the forest was to the pond with water lilies and frogs ,which was located near the shelter. This place could be found by following the direction of the river. So it was almost impossible to get lost. Water lilies are not reeds , but they will also pass for a bed .When he returned, he left them to dry in the sun.

The third time he decided to go fishing, in the same pond. The catch was small , but it was enough to satisfy a seven-year-old boy.

It was already evening , and the water lilies were dry .Putting the fish on them, he took their vruki and dragged them into the cave. The leaves of the water lilies were not put in the most comfortable, but still the bed. A leather bag served as a pillow. The fish was still in the bowl . When he got to the fire, he quickly lit it, after all, he was training.

While the fire was burning, he began to prepare the fish for cooking . After a few minutes, the fish is already fried on the fire .Dinner will be ready soon .In the meantime, making a curtain out of a small, thick, leather towel, he closed the passage to the cave .

After dinner, he went to bed .

Somewhere around 01: 00 or 02: 00.

He often woke up to something like crying, which gets worse every time.Viggo was very scared, but he gathered his will and decided to check who was making this cry.With the help of the still-burning fire, he made himself a torch. He left the cave and went to the source of the sound.

The crying increases, and turns into someone's painful and heart-rending moans.With each step, the forest around them only grew darker.Trees took on the appearance of strange monsters .The sky was turning a deep purple, and the stars were not visible because of the dark red clouds. The air around them smelled of dead things, and there was a sound of someone slurping.Suddenly Viggo's whole body is paralyzed, and he sees a body behind the bushes.Of the fear he hides behind the rubble and looking at a terrible picture.

Before him was a bald, disfigured, and huge dragon.From the smiling mouth of which the flesh descended in bloody streams. He recognized the prey of this monster , it was a teenager whom he met on the beach in the morning.But it's not the gnawed teenager that's more terrifying, it's the dragon .It seemed to him that it was the birth of nibelheim .It resembled a Deadly Nadder, but without scales or a disfigured appearance.Its head was covered with countless curved horns.The monster had no eyes.The wings looked like broken arms with very long fingers. On its tail instead of spikes sticking out sharp as a needle bones .The paws were much more massive, with long, razor-sharp claws .His skin color was beige like a human's, but there were veins and arteries in places .It began to smile even harder, spreading its toothy and blood-stained smile all the way to its ears.And she laughed merrily as the man said something in his own language, but Viggo didn't understand a single word .

"-×%^*?,;&:))08¥¥" .

Thank Thor, the monster was sated and soared into the sky, flying away.

Viggo, in a fit of shock and hysteria, ran back to the cave, his heels flashing .He couldn't even squeak, thinking that this creature would want to eat him ,too . He didn't want to pass this test. He was smart, and remembered that his main prey is nibelheim dragon , as they are called.

This monster was described in legends as a carrier of the worst disease , "Lekantinism".If a person managed to survive (although this word is figurative) after his attack, then he will live in agony, every night reincarnating in Lekantra.But no one knows what really happened to the man and the dragon.

This is unfortunately what our hero will have to learn.

When he reached the cave ,he threw the torch into the water and hid inside . He became hysterical. Falling on the stone floor, he began to cry loudly and call for help. But alas, no one will come to him .After a few minutes, he calmed down a little and Remembered Armstrong's words . He quickly pulled his bag towards him to get a book and a coal.

Viggo began writing a letter to his father asking him to take it back.And in addition, he could barely describe what happened to him now. After that, he put aside all the items and decided to wait for the beautiful sun.

As soon as it was morning, the birds began to sing their morning songs. Our hero was already running to Armstrong's house. He couldn't lie down to rest.

When he reached the house, he quickly knocked on the door,and then recoiled from it ,turning red as a tomato .Because he didn't expect Armstrong to come out of it just waking up in his underwear. After a few moments, he realized that he was standing in front of the child not in the best clothes and posture.The man allowed the child to enter the house , and he began to dress, ashamed.

After the morning nonsense.They sat down at the table to eat Breakfast , but only Armstrong, Viggo after yesterday ,him appetite Packed up and left him.

The man noticed the red streaks on the boy's face and decided to ask him what was wrong and why he was crying.

"Viggo, first of all, I'm sorry about this morning's concert.I am ashamed of this , I did not expect that someone would come to visit me in the morning."

" nothing ."it was very quiet.

"And one more thing, why were you crying?"

With this question, Viggo's face turned pale, and other than the strange combinations of sounds, he could not utter anything else.

"Don't be afraid, I'll have it all ,honestly."

"P ... just me ..I strongly this b..Bo..I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

" Dragon's "

"Hmm, I told you that you can't hunt them, fool, stop being afraid they are just animals , and they follow their instincts."

"-×%^*?,;&:))08¥ ¥ " Viggo said.

"Uh , sorry about what?"

"So the dragon said."

"Uh , Viggo ,dragons can't talk."

"No! HE WAS TALKING, AND I HEARD IT !"

"Hey, what are you doing, calm down , everything's fine "

"THERE'S NOTHING GOOD,I SAW A BALD AND DISFIGURED DRAGON WITH A SMILE ON HIS FACE DEVOUR A PERSON, A PERSON, AND THEN SAID THIS PHRASE AND FLEW AWAY!!!"

"Stop, wait, calm down first, just breathe in and out .Now, you said you saw a bald dragon eating a human?"

"Yes, I was very scared of him and hid in a cave.I wanted to give you the letter , to be honest, so that you could send it to my father.I don't want to stay here anymore.I'm afraid it might come back and want to eat me."

With that, Viggo began to cry again, and then opened his bag, took out the letter, and put it on the table.The man, clearly discouraged by such statements of the boy, took the letter and got up from the table.

"Viggo I'll be back soon, but in the meantime, you wait , and better lie down and sleep on my bed , you're tired.I'll send an email and come back."

Armstrong left the house and went to the post office.Viggo obeyed, found his room and bed, and lay down to take a NAP. Soon he fell asleep.

--------------------

"!!!@@&*((¥@))₽₽₽#&&,'/_€÷¥"

Said the Monstrous Nightmare, following in Viggo's Wake. And in a few moments Viggo was in the clutches of his monster.

" (÷):^^;))-#$"

" What,......what do you want from me?!"

":)))^*^)"

And with that, Viggo is completely in its toothy mouth.He tries hard to resist, but his hands slide over his tongue .As a result, the creature tries to swallow it whole.Turning his feet to the throat, he rests them against the monster's tonsils, and his hands cling to the fangs, screaming and begging for help. Eventually, his feet slip off his tonsils, and Viggo ends up in his throat .After a few moments, he opens his eyes to see around him a black, glowing and transparent liquid-gastric juice .

"Well, that's it, my end has come, and my father will never know or find me "

" :))))!!"

But when the pain starts, something grabs him and shakes him like a rag.

------------------------

Viggo wakes up wide-eyed, choking on her own tears.Armstrong stared at him in horror, his blue eyes showing only fear.

"Uncle Armstrong, don't worry, I often have nightmares ."

"Nightmares! Yes, you literally ran around my ceiling and growled incomprehensible phrases, rushed at me, tried to strangle and bite me.I will continue to list your antics, so-called nightmares!"

"I ... I was sleeping, and the dragon was trying to strangle me and eat me."

"Well, I don't know about the dragon, but before you go to bed, warn me, at least I'll tie you to the bed or something.""

"Please forgive me, I really didn't see anything"

"Okay, forget it.By the way, your father will be here in a few days , but in the meantime, will you stay with me well?"

"Well "

With these words, they decided to remove the mayhem of the unfortunate room.After cleaning, we went down to lunch.

In the meantime, they're having lunch. Perform different work within 2 days. Viggo no longer had such nightmares.But here comes the very moment when our hero is possessed by night horror.Day 10: 00.

Viggo picks berries for a cake in the woods .When suddenly his attention is attracted,crows gathered in a black cloud and flew away.Then he sees one tree after another break and fall on its side.And what breaks them rushes straight in his direction .Viggo is terrified and, throwing the basket, he begins to run towards the settlement.But before he reaches half the way, right before his eyes POPs up his dragon from nightmares, a giant bald and terrible Monstrous Nightmare. Its head resembled a deer's skin-covered skull, with huge curved horns .Empty and humanized eyes . .Bones sticking out of his back.Throbbing veins completed the picture.It's like a nightmare . It does not hesitate for a moment to attack Viggo.In shock, he took the hit .The claws cut through the flesh of his chest and neck, leaving huge cuts.Blood spurted from their necks.Viggo screamed at the top of his lungs .And the monster did not calm down , it began to tear his stomach and chest with its teeth, releasing black drool . But there was a whoosh of an arrow ,and Viggo fell from the monster's mouth .And it itself died, falling to the ground .The arrow went through him the skull.All Viggo could see before he lost consciousness was the terrified faces of the young hunters and Armstrong.

Our hero is not dead now he is in the infirmary. In the meantime, others are looking at the monster they shot recently. The worst thing is that with exactly the same cuts, but from other bezcheshuichetyh dragons, arrived from different parts of at least 4 people. And they were all in their bunks.

In the evening, the parents of the injured and surviving children arrived on the island.

Ragnarok raced to the room where Viggo lay ,Riker barely able to keep up with him.As soon as they were in the right room, Ragnarok ran to his son and took his hand.

"Son, if you can hear me, please answer me...."

But there was no answer.Soon Viggo's hand became cold and limp ,a sign of death.Riker and his father burst into tears .Too big a loss for them.Ragnarok wanted to take his son to Valhala that night.

Night.Everyone gathered near the common grave .The dead 5 children were put in one boat .And let the waves. But as soon as the moon peeked out from behind the clouds, something happened that threw everyone into horror.There were groans from the ship, then screams, and then growls .After a few moments, the ship began to sink into the water .And sank.A black ball with a red glowing dots began to approach the shore.Some began to hide behind the cobblestones, while others drew their bows and prepared arrows. Parents unsheathed their swords. And the tangle was getting closer and closer. Suddenly one of the creatures from the tangle climbed up on the reef.This creature was no longer a child, this huge winged creature with a piercing cry that leaped into the air and landed near its mother.The mother was horrified to see her child like this .But instead of showing my mom that everything is fine, I'm here, I'm alive, I just changed a little. He pounced on her ,then tore her throat out ,grabbed her, and like a featherless bird flew away with her dying mother.

On the second and third, they did not stand on ceremony and immediately got arrows in their temples.Kill them .The fourth, like the first, flew away.The fifth was Viggo.He turned into a disfigured dog.

But unlike the first one, he did not attack ,but ran away into the woods.

In the morning, everyone sailed home with terrible grief, and village the people down with them.

[kuronanox]

Looking from afar - Kyoraku Shunsui

Rejection

Kyoraku looked into the distance, his best friend and the love of his life together and happy. He couldn't help but feel the pain of loss. Of course he covered up the act of sadness by chasing other girls and by having the player boy persona. The academy days were the worse. They were young and dumb, he had to endure seeing (Your Name) and Jushiro in love.

"Hey pretty lady what's wrong?!" He happily calls out to her as she smiles and run towards him. "I got done training! You and Jushiro are so talented I'll never be able to keep up." She pouts under him as he chuckles and places his hand on her head. "You are perfect the way you are." He teased as she lightly blushes and looks away.

"Tch, whatever play boy." She says as they both laugh as she sees Jushiro walks from behind and her face lights up. "Jushiro!" She calls out and give him a big hug. The white haired man blushes and lightly hugs her back. Kyoraku only stared at their direction and hid his discomfort.

"I'll get going love birds." He says and waves them a goodbye. "Hmm I was going to ask him to eat with us." Ukitake says tilting his head in confusion.

The two best friend successfully made it to the Gotei Court and achieved Captain status. They were a talented bunch trained by the strongest man in Seiteitei himself Genryusai.

"I'm jealous, I wanna be popular and strong like you guys." (Your Name) pouts as she sees them wear the haori. "Don't I look beautiful (Your Name)!" Kyoraku cheers throwing an arm around her shoulder as she looks up to him and smile. "Not to bad if I say so myself."

"Don't be a tease." Ukitake says to her and slightly pouts.

"Boo! You are just jealous I didn't hug you yet." (Your Name) sticks her tongue out. Kyoraku just smiles and lets her go to Ukitake.

"It's always like this, letting her go. Well I got new captain duties to attend!" Kyoraku excuses himself as they bid him a farewell. After a good distance away from them he takes a look back. His two best friends hand in hand happily walking back to their barracks.

Jealously

"You are invited to the marriage of Ukitake Jushiro and (Your Name)." Kyoraku reads the letter out loud and lightly places it on his desk. He knew this day was coming, he didn't want admit he was hurting but deep down it tore him apart. The love of his life in the arms of another man and yet this man was his best friend and companion. He could never betray both of them even if it killed him.

As the days of marriage came closer (Your Name) would visit Kyoraku often and tell him about her ideas and theme for the weddings. "With a Captain salary I'm sure we can pay for the wedding we are envisioning." She says showing him the notes she wrote down as inspiration. He talks, but most of the time he would only give small input and smile. That's all he could do without breaking down.

"This is my wedding dress." She then process and shows the drawing the designer had made for her. Kyoraku was breathless, the dress was absolutely stunning. He could only imagine how beautiful she were going to look in it.

"It's so beautiful (Your Name)." He says as her face lights up. "Right! Can't wait till I get to try it on!"

Short months past by and he was standing as the best man. This was the ultimate mood killer, the very moment he saw (Your Name) walked out to the aisle in the dress he was mesmerized. Her smile was glowing but the glowing smile was not to his direction. It was to Ukitake and Kyoraku could feel jealousy swell up as he looked away.

Ukitake was getting sick, he was already weak during the academy days but as years past it seemed like it was getting worse. (Your Name) had to leave work often to take care of him.

One fall night she came running to Kyoraku barracks in tears. "What's wrong?!" He holds her shoulders as the words stutter out. "J-Jushi-Jushiro hasn't waken up and it's been 3 days."

"He's fine, he will pull through like he always does."

"I'm scared. Lately he's been in bed and unable to function. His coughs keeps him up. I feel like he can't be at peace ."

Kyoraku signs as they walk to (Your Name) and Ukitake shared room. He was in bed asleep, his face looked discomfort. "Jushiro." She calls out and holds his hand tightly.

Kyoraku knew it was wrong to be upset at the moment even though his friend was unconscious but he was upset (Your Name) could never look at him that way. "Why am I acting like a jerk right now? She's asking for your comfort and I'm just standing here."

He takes a seat next to the bed and quietly gives her company. This was the best he could do for now. "(Your Name) believe in him as he believe in you. He will pull through this."

She wipes her tears and nods. "Thank you."

Pain

"Just in case something ever happens to me, I want you to watch over (Your Name) for me." Ukitake says to Kyoraku one night as they shared a cup of sake. "What are you taking about? We are a invincible duo!" He cheers lighting up the mood.

"I'm serious, my body feels like it's giving out soon. And I know your feelings for her. I feel like a bad friend for knowing all these years and acting like I didn't know." He admits looking down ashamed as Kyoraku lost his smiles and looks up to the moon.

"Don't apologize, it was just meant to be this way. Just because I have feelings for her doesn't mean I don't want you two to be happy."

Ukitake sadly smiles and recalls all the good memories they've had at the academy days. "I know you could give her a better life. When my time comes."

It was a heavy topic but was cut short as Kyoraku promised and told all the stories when he tried to peep into the ladies shower room.

The Quincy attack had came and left Soul Society in chaos. (Your Name) was with Ukitake at his side as he was prepared to give his life up to become the Soul King right hand. (Your Name) had to be pulled away as Ukitake gave her one last smile. She wasn't thinking about the enemy at the moment she just knew she couldn't lose him.

The look on Ukitake face was like him telling her not to cry and be angry. The soft and gentle smile she would never see again.

Kyoraku couldn't help but allow Ukitake to do as he wished, he knew this day was coming. "Goodbye my friend." No tears feel as Kyoraku watch him yell in pain.

The unexpected happen as Ywached pulled Mimihagi from Ukitake as he collapsed and died instantly.

(Your Name) fell onto the floor, the site of her husband murdered and she couldn't be next to him at his final moments. "You have to be kidding me." It was like she was frozen in time. Before she could hold his body she was retrieved by a fellow comrade they retreated from the shrine. "NO! I'm not leaving without him." She begged as the tears fell.

"(Your Name)! You have to pull yourself together! Now isn't the time to be throwing a fit! We have a duty to uphold!" Kyoraku grabs her and yells. She could see the pain in his face. Of course he was hurting as much as she was. Giving one last painful look at Ukitake body laying limp she turned away. "Saving Soul Society comes first."  

Without saying a word to Kyoraku she dashed out of site to help the others.

Sadness

The war was over and (Your Name) had been out of sight for a couple of days after the funeral and burial of Ukitake. She sat on top of the grassy hill looking up to the sky. No more unexpected gifts or watching him trim the bonsai or giving him his favorite food ohagi. The feeling of emptiness engulfed her, the warmth in her eyes were gone.

"There you are." Kyoraku calls out and takes a seat next to her.

"It hurts." she says holding her heart.

"I know." His voice in pain.

(Your Name) hugged her knees and hid her tears from falling again, she didn't want to show her best friend she was crying again. After all they knew each basically their whole lives. "I'm glad I didn't lose both of you."

"He did it for a good reason, it was very unfortunate Ywach took him away from us."

There was silence for a long time and she didn't move from her position. Kyoraku stood from behind and embraced her. "It's okay to cry now. No one is here."

"Time will heal everything." she finally says sinking into the embrace and lifted her head to face him. Her teary eyes the color of waterfall fell as she sadly smile. (Your Name) added "Looks like it's the two of us now".

Kyoraku caresses her hair and hums. "I promised him I would take care of her, thank you for giving me the chance my friend."

"I promise to be by your side (Your Name), when you need me the most."

She looks up and smiles lighty. "Mm I won't lose anyone else important to me anymore."