#i like how wawa sound so yeah

[rosdev]

So I was drawing Red being a little kid along side Rubert and I thought "Hey what if i made a silly au were they are little kids and siblings?" And then I remember how I fell down a rabbit hole for dad Mango content so–

Mango becomes Papa luchon! >:]

(And Gold is alive too and Purple is Mango adopted child)

idk how Red found Rubert cause Minecraft doesn't really exits but he's here! Let's say they live in stickcity with a few changes

I'm gonna keep some of my hc's of the sticks in the au but they're siblings here so NO shipping, also they're like 8 so– no

In conclusion, just a silly au with family fluff like, there's no big angsty lore behind it ;)

And you know, if you had a little question then you can– you can ask -twirl hair-

[laurbiek]

as promised... something!

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She hears the distinctive sound of the WhatsApp video call. Its weird when they're in different countries, the mode of communication changes time and time again to avoid crazy roaming charges. She's used to being able to call him quick using the regular phone app, to see if he wanted her to pick up dinner or to ask him nicely if he would switch her laundry out for her.

It's weird to start over on another app, it almost feels like they're starting another relationship. It feels so different. The inside jokes and frequent questions about the HBO password are nowhere to be found, in it's place is an empty blank page, waiting hopefully to be filled with the same.

She picks up her phone from the edge of the bed and swipes to answer the call. She looks at the time when she does, 10:04, almost five minutes late for their scheduled call.

At least that has stayed the same.

The slight hum of the highway plays in the background, and there Andrew sits. He looks tired, but not over consumed. It's a good kind of tired, like the kind you get after a good, but long day. More of a content-tired. His hair is in the messiest bun possible, obvious that he needed it out of the way and had lost all ability to care. He's got his glasses on, and Y/N remembers when he Facetimed her from the eye doctor to see if they looked good before he ordered them.

She internally thinks that they still do.

"Hey love", he finally speaks between bites of a sandwich. She looks down at the table the phone is propped on, and sees the distinctive red and white wrappings.

"Are you kidding, you went to Wawa without me..."

"I'm sorry! The band voted before we left Philly! I told them you'd be mad but they don't seem to care about my marriage so... I had to"

"This is a betrayal, of the highest degree. I can't picture a world where I can forgive you"

"If I could ship one across the Atlantic to you, you know I would"

There is a few beats of silence, they both know that statement means more than just a sandwich.

She finally breaks,

"How are you holding up?"

"Eh, not bad. I've not been this tired in a while but I'll get used to it soon. I've done it before."

"It's quiet in the bus, where is everyone else?"

"Sleeping"

"So everyone else is sleeping and you stayed up to call me?

He takes another bite of his sandwich before answering simply,

"Yeah."

She stares at him through the phone as he keeps eating like he doesn't understand the niceness of his actions, it's just second nature to him.

"Thank you," she says, voice full of genuine earnestness.

He doesn't respond to that, instead, he switches to another topic. He doesn't feel like he needs thanks for his actions, he would rather thank her for being around to call him.

"How are you at home, everything good?"

"Yeah, there was a dead bird in the yard yesterday, Elwood found it while we were playing, he almost picked it up but I got to him before he did. That's honestly the most exciting thing that's happened here since you left."

"But that's the joy of the country isn't it, that nothing ever happens?"

"Yeah. But I would rather do nothing with you than do nothing alone"

There's a long stretch of silence between them before Andy notices a tear fall down Y/N's cheek. There are no other signs of her sadness, no shaking shoulders or audible sounds. Just a few gentle tears that he would've missed if he wasn't so utterly enraptured by her face on the five-inch screen. His heart breaks.

"Hey hey, it's ok love, it's just a bit longer. I'll be home for a break in a few weeks. "

"I know. It's just really hard."

He doesn't know what to say to that at first. He wants to hammer on about how she knew what she was getting into, and this was an inevitability. But he knew she knew that. Him repeating it isn't going to make either of them feel any better. The next part of him yearned to just get on a plane and be at home, but that wasn't fair to anyone. Not his bandmates, not the concertgoers, and not Andy who loved what he did more than anything.

All he could say was

"I know."

You imagine the separation being hard but no one really prepares you for it. You can't prepare for it. It's the pain of losing a routine and a lover all at once. It's the frustration of needing help, of needing someone to take something off your plate and having someone willing to, but that someone is 1000 miles away. Literally.

She's crying a little harder now, still silent, with the tears increasing in frequency and size. He says again,

"I know. I know how hard it is cause I feel it too. You know what I miss the most right now?"

"What?"

"I miss the things that you do that piss me off. The annoying stuff. I miss how you always steal bites of my food."

She can't help but laugh at that. He keeps talking,

"I miss how cold your feet are and how you're always trying to shove them under me to warm them. And how often you leave dirty clothes on the floor."

She joins in this time,

"I miss your hair clogging the shower drain. And how you use every possible dish when you cook."

"See, doesn't it hurt a little less knowing that you don't have to unclog the shower for a while?"

"Yeah, and I'm sure you sleep easier without my cold feet poking you."

Theres another small pause, but this one is not as sad as the rest of them. This one feels like two people comfortable with each other, just basking in the silence, feeling no pressure.

"It sucks love, it really does. But it gets easier. And there are less shitty days. And it's not for forever."

"Ok, it's shitty, but I've felt shittier. And it's not for forever."

"Yeah."

"OK," she says, wiping her eyes a bit to try to show a bit of a braver face, "this is getting kind of bummer-ish, talk to me a bit about tour stuff"

For the rest of the call, he prattled on about various events and hijinks at his shows, on the road, and in between. About halfway through the story, he realized that she had fallen asleep and for some reason, he finished the story before hanging up. Possibly hoping that she would wake back up, but mostly enjoying the domestic feeling of talking to her. He eventually hung up, settling with the fact that she was indeed asleep for real. A few hours and a timezone later after he woke up from his own nap, he noticed a WhatsApp message again,

I forgot the HBO password again...

[foreverisntenough]

‘OURS’

Summary: You were his and he was yours but what would it be like adding one more? Thrust into a whirlwind romance you never could’ve imagined that became your forever love. You continue building a new life across the pond with a very beautiful Scouser. A sequel to the ‘You’re Mine’ fic.

INDEX

Warnings: This series will contain fluff, suggestion, SMUT (unprotected sex,) pregnancy, parenting, mental health struggles, eating disorder, self doubt, body image issues, daddy kink, angst, alcohol consumption - not sure what else really… if i miss anything please lmk!

Note: Thank you for reading! Please be sure to like, comment, or message me what you think of the series! Try not to nitpick with any real pregnant/ baby logistics it’s better if you just read along happily :)

Chapter 21 - More Spontaneous | ‘Ours’

“Do you like the wawa, Teddy girl?” You cooed with a big smile seeing your little girl sitting on the first step into your pool kicking her legs splashing in the warm water. Was having a pool in the north of England the post logical thing? No, but it was fun during the times when you did get to use it.  Teddy was in the cutest frilly floral Zimmerman bikini. It was absolutely adorable. Her skin golden brown shimmering in the sun. You just wanted to eat her chubby little tummy, she was perfect in every way. Her beautiful pout turned up into a smile.  

“Mama! Like wawa!!!” She squealed. You giggled and pressed kisses to her cheek sporadically, keeping her close to you not letting her leave her seat safe on the step.

“I know you do. It’s fun, right? Want to go further out into the wawa with mummy and swim?” You looked at her and pulled her to sit on your knee. She nodded excitedly. You leaned over to the ledge and grabbed her little floaties. You pulled them on her arms and held her in your arms walking further into the pool. She swashed around trying her best to ‘swim.’  “Teddy baby, how did you get so good at swimming? Have you been swimming with daddy?” You asked her fixing your hold of her, rubbing your nose against hers as you bounced her up and down in your arms. 

“Dada best swimmy” She giggled, grabbing your face with her hands. You smiled at her, putting together she was attempting to tell you Trent was the best swimmer. Trent had been going out in your pool with her a lot since the weather turned. You took her to learn how to swim fairly early just for safety but they were having a great time together every time they could outside. They’d stay out there for what felt like hours until they would inevitably come inside and give you a wet cuddle and ask for something to eat. 

“Mama! Mama! Mama! Hungwy! Dada and Teddy Hungwy!” Teddy came in running with a big towel wrapped around her. Her wet feet slapping against the hardwood floors. You heard Trent follow inside sliding the glass doors back closed. 

“Are you? What do you want, Teddy bear? What can I make you for lunch time?” You asked her, scooping her up engulfed in terrycloth. “What about a cheese toastie, baby?”  You cooed. 

“Yeah, baby. That’s exactly what we want. Doesn't that sound yummy, Ted?” Trent cooed coming into the kitchen running his hands over his head. You smiled seeing him come in shirtless, still a little damp, looking drool worthy as his muscles contracted dropping his hands back down.

“Most, dada! Yum!” She squealed, reaching out for him again. You handed Teddy over to him, as if she hadn’t spent enough time with him yet today. They looked on as you began to make their lunch. You turned around to see Trent, beautiful and toned as ever, nuzzling his face into the crook of Teddy’s neck, peppering her with kisses, bouncing her up and down, eliciting all sorts of giggles from her. They were perfect. You pouted as you turned back to the burner. 

“Gonna say thank you to the best mummy, hmm?” Trent asked Teddy, pushing his nose against her cheek as he walked closer to you back around the kitchen island. He moved Teddy to one hip and used his free arm to pull you into him. He wrapped his arm around you pulling you by your stomach back into his chest. 

“Tanks mama.” Teddy cooed, pushing her lips out expecting a kiss. Of course, you gave it to her, pressing your lips to hers with a dramatic ‘Mwah!’ Not to be left out, Trent impatiently waited for his looking at you with his lips pushed out and pursed. You rolled your eyes and cocked your head back awkwardly to press your lips to his. Again, seemed with a ‘Mwah!’

You laid Teddy down for sleep and crawled into your bed exhausted. Trent had a dinner with Adidas down in London but he had planned to come back home later tonight. You wanted to wait up but you couldn’t keep your eyes open any longer. You had spent the better part of your day sitting out in your back garden by the pool with Teddy. You did absolutely nothing but just being in the sun all day chasing after her had you wiped. It was nearly 3 or 4 am when Trent finally made it back to your house. 

“I’m home, baby.” Trent whispered, crawling into your bed pulling you into him. You hummed his name and pulled yourself tight to him despite being fast asleep, instinctively his hands dropping to your ass underneath your flounce shorts. “Missed you so much.” He purred, wrapping his arms around you, kissing your head. You nuzzled into his neck comforted by his presence.  Until you got a little too comfortable and found yourself on top of him cuddling up to him more and more, unintentionally rolling your hips to get settled. “Wanna wake up for me, baby? Making me so hard, right now.” Trent left out a breathy laugh. You hummed and just settled in your place. He shut his eyes and suppressed his groan. You had no idea you were even turning him on but you were and he was dying. He eventually fell asleep accepting his fate, eager for morning to come so he could too.  

“Good morninggg.” You cooed sleepily kissing his bare chest, happy with where you were waking up. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled yourself up him, grinding your body on top of his. “Did you miss me?” You giggled nuzzling your face into the nape of his neck nipping at his sensitive warm skin. 

“Of course, I missed you, beautiful. Happy I’m back with my girl.” he cooed, kissing your hair. You began sucking on his neck as if setting off some sort of starting gun. “Want me to show you how much I missed you?” He whispered in a tone that sent shivers up your spine. He pulled your head out from his neck and held your face above his. He cupped your cheeks rubbing his thumb over your soft skin. You nodded. Your morning was spent in bed tangled between the sheets with him. Giggles filling your room when you finally decided enough was enough. Your daughter would be up soon and you needed to shower.  

“Get away!” You yelped wiggling out of his hold. “T! Let me go!” You giggled trying to break out of his arms tightly wrapped around you restricting you from getting into the shower. 

“Nah! Let me come with you, baby.” He dragged you by the waist in his direction. “Just shower with me. Take this off. C’mon.” He cooed peeling your his t-shirt off over your head. You made it through the shower eventually succumbing to Trent’s puppy dog stare, him joining you, naturally. It took longer than you probably would’ve expected but nevertheless you were finally clean and you had a slightly cheerier disposition the rest of the day thanks to him. 

“Gonna let me finally take you out? You asked me on a date days ago now.” Trent cooed cheekily coming up behind you in the kitchen. He placed his hands beside you on the counter in front of you caging you in, your back to his chest. 

“I did not ask you… You just were taking too long to ask me.” You quipped turning your head to the side to see a little bit of him. You turned your focus back to the fruit you’d been cutting up for Teddy. Trent shook his head and leaned over to rest his chin on your shoulder. He kissed your cheek with a sarcastic hum. “But also, we would need someone to watch Ted and its last minute now.” You cooed with a more realistic note.

“Oh, I am so so so sorry, I took so long.” He kissed your jaw now. “ We’ll figure it out though. C’mon, baby. Let me take you out. You can get dressed up in something pretty… then I can peel it off when we get home, huh?” He whispered the last bit just to you. He moved his hands from the counter onto your stomach pushing your top up a little. Dragging his hands over your bare skin. He moved his lips onto your neck. 

“Mmm maybe.” You teased him pretending to ponder if you’d want to go or not. He squeezed your waist with a hum impatiently awaiting your answer. “I don’t know, really…” You giggled before both of you fell into a fit of laughter as he pressed you for an answer incessantly kissing you all over, pinching and tickling your sides. 

“Dada no hurt mama!” Teddy yelled in her high chair looking incredibly concerned as you keeled over and tried to escape Trent.

“Oh, no no, baby. Mummy’s okay, she is just silly.” Trent stopped tickling you momentarily but still tried to maintain his tight hold around you though. He smiled at her. “She’s okay, promise.” He kissed your cheek in a more calm way to try to display it wasn’t as chaotic of a situation as you two had made it out to be.

“No! Teddy girl, help me! Daddy’s attacking me!” You giggled, breaking away from him when he switched his focus off of you. You ran towards her and scooped her up eliciting her own fit of giggles. Trent rolled his head to the side at your theatrics. “Don’t let daddy catch you! Run, Ted!” You yelled, putting her on her feet and running out of the kitchen with her following with a squeal. 

“Nah! C’mere. Going to get you, baby bear!” Trent cooed but gave her a minute to make her way out of the room before he purposefully ran up behind her, making his steps extra loud and grabbed her. He threw her over his shoulder and kissed her little legs flailing in front of him. “Gotcha, Ted. Now, where’d mama go?” He laughed very obviously being able to see you ‘hiding’ behind a pillar in your living room. He jogged over and you let him wrap his free arm around your waist clumsily. 

“Oh no! Ted, daddy caught us.” You feigned disappointment with a smug smile at Trent while Teddy continued her giggles loving the game you’d begun. Trent kissed your forehead with a loud ‘Mwah.’ before dropping Teddy from his shoulders down to his hip before he collapsed backwards onto the couch in your living room. 

“My beautiful, beautiful girls.” Trent cooed, kissing Teddy’s identical pout pulling her tight to him while she outstretched her arms to reach around his neck. You wrapped your arms around his waist and pulled yourself into him, resting on his chest. You kissed his shoulder, swiping your thumb over Teddy’s cheek, admiring her pretty face as she continued to settle her heavy breathing after all the laughter. Trent had managed to convince Tyler to watch Teddy for the night, so you were fairly excited. You two needed a minute alone just to be together and not be parents. Trent was surprising you or so he said. You had no idea where you were going and he wouldn’t tell you which bothered you, more so because it was hard to figure out what to wear. ‘You look good in anything’ wasn’t exactly helpful either. Nevertheless, it was summer so you figured that’d be your guide point. You wore a Prada blue linen skirt with a navy tank top and bag from Bottega and a mule heel. It would have to do and you’d hope Trent would tell you if you’d need to change. 

“Did I tell you how beautiful you look?” Trent cooed as you popped into the back of an uber. You looked at him with a cheeky yet annoyed smile. 

“Yeah, you did 10 times but you also still haven’t told me if what I’m wearing is okay.” You feigned annoyance and squeezed his bicep teasingly. He rolled his eyes at you. 

“Alright, alright, I won’t tell you again! Sheesh, baby.” He kept a straight face and feigned offense scooting in the back of the car slightly away from you. You pulled at his arm to bring him back but he stayed strong and leaned against the car window now opposite of you..

“Wait… No! You can tell me. Please.” You whined pulling at his arm. “Tell me I’m pretty…” You giggled childishly begging him. He tried to roll his eyes and keep his feigned indignation but he started laughing at you. 

“Oh yeah? Want me to tell you how sexy you are?” He slid over to you quick sliding his hands around your waist pulling you into him. He tucked his face into the crook in your neck placing wet kisses, sucking and biting on your skin. You couldn’t hold back the little laugh as his hands overzealously grabbed at you. “Yeah? You want me now? You just want me to gas you up all the time?” he whispered. He licked your ear nibbling at it as he tried to whisper dirty things to you the driver wouldn’t hear, squeezing you so tight you could barely breath.  

“Okay! Okay! Not anymore! Relax.” You giggled. “Enough, get off of me!” You squirmed in his arms. He pressed one more dramatic wet kiss to your cheek. You loved to pretend you wanted to get away but you both knew you loved when he was like that with you. You loved when he was silly and overly affectionate. You smiled at him and held his hand before you thanked the man and got out to see a restaurant you hadn’t been to in ages. 

“I haven't thought about this place in forever. I didn’t think you’d even remember it, you know.” You sat at dinner dragging your foot up his leg under the table temptingly. “What? We came here… almost 5 years ago, right?” You asked, swooning a little seeing his slightly more grown up face now compared to the one that first took you here..

“Baby… I remember absolutely everything we’ve done. We went erm… day 3 maybe 4 when you first visited because you were so obsessed with me.” Trent teased in a very confident tone, looking at you with a cheeky smile. You rolled your eyes but he took your hand in his. He pulled it towards him over the table. 

“Don’t be ridiculous. You were begging me to visit you. Get over yourself.” You giggled, removing your hand from his but he was quick to pull it back to him. He softened his gaze on you and you felt butterflies fill your stomach. “It was a good decision though to be fair.” You cooed softly, giving him a gentle smile in return. 

“In my opinion, the best one you’ve ever made.” He said sweetly, rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand. You hummed watching his fingers move over your skin by the candle lit table. 

“Not the yes I gave you?” You asked with a cheeky smile, squeezing his hand. 

“It’s up there but I don't know… seeing you in the stands for the first time, that just was different.  When you decided to come over I feel like I knew we’d get here.” He said earnestly, almost like he was unlocking his chest and opening up his heart to you in real time.  

“You thought we’d be getting married with a baby?” You looked at him a little surprised.

“Well, I hoped that’d be the case. I mean I fell in love with you on that first date.” You rolled your eyes. “Nah, you can believe me or no, but I was absolutely infatuated. It was game over for me. No one would ever compare to you. I wish I wasn’t such a melt about it but you got me. Then the weeks we were apart, all the time on the phone, all the letters and gifts. I don’t think I’d ever written a letter outside of maybe primary school and there I was writing my feelings on cardstock tucking it in with gifts to send you dreaming I could give it to you in person. I knew I loved you and I knew I wanted to be together. I think when I saw you at the match though.” He smiled and shut his eyes. He shook his head for a moment. “I don’t know it sounds mad and I know it’s corny so make your jokes but…” You squeezed his hand once more before you picked it up and kissed the back encouraging him, letting him know you weren't going to poke fun because this wasn’t funny, not one bit.  “I knew I wanted that view for the rest of my career. I knew I wanted to come home to you for the rest of my life, and I was absolutely certain I never wanted anyone else to have you. I wanted that girl up in my box to be mine. ” He picked his gaze that was fixated on your hands up and flicked his eyes at you. He could feel his heart falter a little making eye contact with you. You looked soft and serene, patient. 

“Oh…” You felt tears build behind your eyes so you blinked a few times to fight them back. “T, that's…that’s so sweet. Fuck, I feel like I’m gonna cry.” You whimpered with a pout on your face. One tear tipped over the edge. Trent reached to you with his free hand and wiped his thumb over your cheek to catch it. “I was so scared that night. I was trying to be calm but I had no idea what I was doing. I was so scared that being back together wasn’t going to work but as soon as you wrapped your arms around me in the tunnel, I don’t think I ever wanted to leave, not for the rest of my life. Being embraced by you gave me a sense of home and security I’d never known.” You cooed with glossy eyes. He leaned over and kissed your lips. 

“It’s a forever thing, baby. Can’t leave me, alright? Always remember that. Always gonna take care of you.” Trent spoke sincerely.  

“You know, when I first saw you I thought I was so stupid for imagining you’d be a nice guy.” You sheepishly admitted to him recalling seeing him on the TV on the couch with your dad. 

“You weren’t thinking how sexy I was first?”  He laughed, flashing you a million dollar smile. You rolled your eyes and slapped at him telling him to stop with the jokes. “Yeah? Alright. Well what do you think now?” He asked you, moving his chair to sit closer to you. 

“I think you’re the nicest.” You whispered, cupping his cheek with you hand before you leaned in to kiss him. “And sweetest.” You kissed him again. “Boy I’ve ever met.” You giggled, pulling away from your final kiss.

“Only for you, baby. An absolute sop for you.” He laughed looking away from you recalling how down bad he’d been from day one. 

“I kind of hoped you weren’t a nice person, I think. I remember imagining a walk of shame leaving The Plaza the next morning and instead I ended up with a baby 5 years later.” You let out a breathy laugh. 

“I’m glad it ended up this way though but why’d ya hope for that?” Trent asked you curious why you would’ve wanted him to potentially not be nice to you. 

“I told you that our first night together, I just was so scared you would break my heart. You don’t think someone can possibly be that perfect.” You looked at him seriously. It was humorous but you remember feeling that way. 

You continued staring at his strong arm draped over you, his warm tanned skin looked so soft and rich, a white gold Van Clef Alhambra bracelet dangled off his wrist. He actually might be perfect and you felt a little sick at his flawlessness.

“And yet here I am.” He cooed cheekily with another priceless smile. He squeezed your thigh above your knee. You leaned your head on his shoulder. You outstretched your neck momentarily to kiss the soft skin of his. 

“Here you are, incredibly humble as well.” You teased him. Trent shuffled in his seat and pulled your head off of him. You looked at him confused why he’d move you when that was such a tender moment.  

“Humble but also very sorry about what’s been going on baby. I know it can’t always be perfect but the vibes lately, I never want that again.” He gave you a sympathetic smile that made your heart ache. You could see the hurt behind his eyes.

“Yeah. I agree, T. No, thank you. I feel much better when I’m with you.” You sighed with a pouty smile. 

“I feel really horrible about the necklace so… I did get it fixed up for ya.” You smiled and grabbed for the suede green box he had put on the table but he dragged it back from you before you could reach. You raised your eyebrow and then he bent over in between you two. He came back up holding another box, this one wrapped neatly with the Van Clef & Arpels packaging. Your eyes widened with intrigue. “It’s so you can layer it.” He cooed, naturally peaking your interest as to what it would be. 

“T…” You pouted peeling the paper off to open it. “You didn’t have to…” you got cut off once you opened the box to see a 20 motif Alhambra long necklace with diamonds matching your original necklace. Inside you were screaming and couldn’t wait to tell Winnie and Lauren. It was a extravagant buy. It was expensive to say the least. 

“And this one.” He talked over you before you could finish your sentence. He stacked another Van Clef & Arpel’s box on top of the other. You rolled your eyes with a smirk seeing a very cheeky smile pull on his face. It was beautiful. His dimples deepening. You looked down next to him and saw what was a stupidly large bag for a jewelry store so you sat back folding your arms and let him continue on knowing there was more to come. “And this one.” He placed another box, slightly different in size. You giggled. “This one too. Oh I actually fuck with this the most, I think.” You covered your face with your hands hiding embarrassed by him spoiling you. You shook your head in disapproval but of course you were excited for all these gifts.  Peeking to see how many stacked up

“Thank you.” You moved the boxes. After he placed the final one, maybe 6 boxes in total; a ring, a bracelet, earrings, a watch, a second or you guessed third necklace all stacked. “I love you.” You giggled inspecting the entire jewelry store that laid in front of you. 

“I knowww.” He sillily dragged out in song. He kissed your lips and you pulled away holding his face in your hands. 

“You’re very dumb.” You giggled before kissing him again in return. You shook your head at how ridiculous this was. He accidentally broke a necklace, he didn’t do anything to harm you. If anything, you were probably the one more in the wrong the past few days. You owed him a table full of jewelry.

“I knowwww.” He responded in the same way with a smile. You finished dinner and drove home. Trent was kind enough to carry the Van Clef shopping bag for you. Tyler had offered to take Teddy for the night so to say you were being handsy on the ride home was an understatement. To say you were touchy when you got home was an even bigger understatement. 

“You know you told me a bit ago that you wanted me to try to be more spontaneous…” You cooed walking backwards up the staircase pulling Trent after you. He had a cheeky smirk on his face listening to you intently trying his very best to stay calm despite the palpable tension between you two. You got to the top of the stairs and draped your arms around him. You kissed his neck and he groaned. You made it to your room and you pushed him on to the bed. 

“Wow, so bossy.” Trent smirked again looking up at you. He had his legs spread and he looked delicious. You walked to him, stood in between his legs as you grabbed the hem of his t-shirt pulling it over his head. He hummed with inquiry. He leaned back onto his hands behind him to continue watching you. You stepped back and unzipped your mini skirt and let it pool around your feet. Trent’s eyes widened. 

“I want you to the boss though.” You cooed in a quiet seductive tone. You peeled your top up over you and stood on display for him still in your heels. His jaw slack. He blinked his eyes a few times to adjust to the vision of you. You wore lingerie a lot but this seemed more purposeful. You looked good to be fair. You were in a navy and black Kiki de Montparnase set that just hit right on you. You climbed over top of him and straddled his waist. His hands immediately on you, magnetized. 

“Mmmm baby, you look unreal.” Trent cooed, dipping his head to pressing feather light kisses onto your neck. “Fuck…Did I tell you how good you smell?” He ran his hands down your body, keeping his face nuzzled against your skin. Everything about you was sublime. This was nirvana for Trent. He leaned all the way back onto the mattress to lay down taking you with him. He shifted up the bed and then he heard something fall off of it. He pulled away from you momentarily and peered over the edge, bending awkwardly assuming it had been a phone or something mundane. “What’s going on?” His eyes lit in confusion and excitement identifying the item that had actually fallen. You smirked and pushed your hand against his chest telling him to sit back more and so he listened. 

“You got me Van Clef…” You dragged out the words. “And so I got you this to say I’m sorry.” You giggled while kneeling on the end of the bed after picking up a silicone toy that had fallen. “I’m going to put this here and…” You noticed his eyes gloss over as he watched you intently. Winnie had suggested you do this, naturally it was her idea. You weren't a big toy girl, nothing against it, but here you were sliding a silicone toy inside of you, one part covering your clit, and another bit reaching back to stimulate your other hole. 

“He just doesn’t strike me as like a neon dildo guy.” Winnie spoke to you over a Facetime as you both scrolled online on different sites trying to find something to ‘spice’ up your life. It’s not that you hadn’t messed about with things before or things weren’t going well in the bedroom, you just thought it’d be a little fun to lighten the mood after what had gone on between you two and make him feel good in the process.

“No…” you sighed, having a think about it. Frankly you weren’t that girl either. She laughed and sent you a link to something a bit more quirky in the sci-fi realm of sex toys. You rolled your eyes. “Winnie! I’m trying to be serious here!” You whined at her with a laugh trying to find something you’d actually want to use.

“Y/N, you’re trying to get T to fuck you… it’s not exactly mission impossible is it?” She teased you. “When was the last time you had sex” She asked, genuinely looking at you, taking her eyes off the website she was on.

“This morning…” You giggled embarrassed, hiding your face with your hands. Winnie rolled her eyes. You only proved her point but you were trying to say you were sorry and have fun with him, the last time you had sex wasn’t the point. 

“Are you listening?” You giggled breathily adjusting to the toy inside of you now. 

“I’m really trying, I promise.” Trent laughed and shook his head taken aback by the unexpected turn of your night. 

“and this is for you…” You tossed him your phone with the control app. His jaw slacked as you crawled towards him more. 

“What is happening right now?” He laughed with the most childish giddy smile on his face, just utterly taken aback and riddled with excitement. Usually if you had done these kinds of things before it was a bit more of a joint effort, something you had talked about and decided on together. 

“You told me to surprise you.” You whispered as you worked kisses from the side of his lips down his neck. 

“Fuckk. Consider me surprised.” Trent groaned as you palmed over his trousers. He grabbed your face and pulled you into a messy makeout but he was quick to flick his eyes open and over to the phone now in his hands. He turned the toy on and you moaned into his mouth, giving him the perfect opportunity for his tongue to enter your mouth blending with your own. You pulled away from his kiss and trailed your lips down his neck going to the spot you knew would make him weak. A soft groan left his lips again. You squeezed your thighs together trying to simultaneously bit your own lip to muffle your pleasure as he continued to play with the toy’s controls. You pulled off his trousers and boxers and freed his hard cock already leaking precum from its confinements. You flicked your eyes up at him. There was so much desire in your needy eyes Trent’s breath hitched. Your hand wrapped around the base of his length letting your spit drip from your mouth onto him. You dragged your tongue from the bottom all the way back up to the tip. You circled it before you took his whole cock in your mouth, pushing it all the way back into your throat. You bobbed your head in perfect repetition. Trent losing focus on the app only making the sporadic vibration patterns and interchanging levels that much more of a tease. You could feel yourself dripping down the inside of your thighs as your one hand began to massage his balls. He whimpered and you smirked with your mouth full. Trent wasn’t too pleased about that so he dragged the toy’s to a place that had you almost letting out screams. Your squeal of surprise brought a genuine smile to his face. You shut your eyes in pleasure trying to focus on your task but were incredibly distracted by the pleasure. Your moans around his cock only getting louder as the pressure built in your stomach just as his high was approaching as well. “Fuck, baby. I’m gonna cum. You’re gonna make me cum.” Trent’s breath was getting caught in his chest. He ran his fingers through your hair and gently pushed you further down until he filled your mouth with his cum. He stilled and you pulled off of him with a smirk swallowing every bit of his release. He shook his head with a laugh but agile and fit as ever he popped right up pulling you down to the bed before he climbed over top of you. He kissed your neck then down to your chest. He unclipped and peeled off your satin and lace bra before latching his lips to your nipples. He continued playing with the vibrations of the toy edging and edging you over and over again. His index finger and thumb pinched at your free nipple and then he swapped his tongue for his fingers and his fingers for his tongue.  

“T… Please, baby. I need to cum. Please please, baby.” You whined. He had been edging you relentlessly. Just as you got close he’d slow the momentum of the toy’s vibrations or stop it all together. Finally, he sat back looking down at you predatory with the toy and lust burning behind his eyes. You were practically crying begging for it so he let you cum. As fun as it was to push, it was satisfying to see you like that and he wanted you to feel good also. His greedy smile had you weak. 

“You know, as much as I have enjoyed this, and trust me I really did, I’ve had enough. You need something much more suited for you, yeah?” He whispered coming in close to your face while his one hand dropped and removed the toy, placing it god knows where on the bed. You were absolutely drenched. He ran the tip of his cock  through your folds. He slapped it against your wet pussy a couple of times. You whimpered desperately craving him. He pushed inside you easily. Both of you gasping at the feeling. He bottomed out and waited for you to adjust before he began to move in and out. “I love you so much, baby.” He cooed, staring directly into your eyes. He began to move slowly reaching deeper than ever letting you know just how well he knew your body, the feeling was exquisitely perfect. No man could ever know you the way he did. Trent loved fucking you and there was some level of possessiveness that overtook him when he was with you. It turned you on a lot. Right now was no different,  the only thing running through Trent's mind was how he could mark you more as his. A baby… check, marriage…essentially a check, but what about another baby? With two kids surely you’d be more his.

“Oh, fuck, T.” You moaned as your back arched off the mattress taking all of him. He continued to hit the spot you loved that was just for him driving you mad. “Feels so good, baby.” Your hands gripped his biceps, nails leaving crescent shapes in his brown skin as his thrusts increased. 

“We should have another baby.” He whispered in your ear dropping to lay his body on yours slipping his hand in between you two playing with your clit. His fingers moved in precise tight circles. Your pussy squeezed him that much tighter. This was Trent’s heaven right here. You getting turned on more by the thought of him getting you pregnant again. “Make you a mummy of two, please, baby. Let me get you pregnant” He sounded so whiny as you clenched around him. You moaned as another orgasm came fast approaching. Your eyes rolled back. Your pussy began to throb until your high crashed over you.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, baby. Please.” Your brain couldn’t even process what his question even was to begin with. To be fair, if he asked you this with a clear head at dinner you probably would’ve had the same answer. You’d do anything for Trent. 

“Fuck, baby. Gonna cum, alright? Doing so good, beautiful. Gonna fill you up.” He grunted as his thrusts became messy and unregulated before he came inside of you, filling you up to the brim. He pulled out and his lips met yours in a passionate kiss. He gently pulled out of you but was quick to push his two fingers along with his leaking cum back inside you for a few moments longer. “Let’s have another baby.” He whispered collapsing to the side of you with a giant grin pulling you into a cuddle. 

“Mmmm okay, T. I want everything with you. Just want to stay here, please.” You cooed resting your head onto his chest, running your hand up his abs. You did want a baby but you’d say anything to cozy up to him in this moment. 

“Keep you forever.” He whispered into your hair, pressing a kiss. You woke up the next morning cuddled up to Trrent. You let him sleep in. Tyler told you he’d be over around 8:00 am. You checked your phone and it was about 7:45 am. You kissed Trent’s forehead and made your way to the en suite of your bedroom quietly to be sure not to wake him. You washed your face and tied your hair up. You pulled on a pair of Trent’s joggers and a tank top. You went down stairs and you sleepily walked into the kitchen turning on the lights of the house gradually on your way. You leaned over the kitchen island, resting on your forearms scrolling through your phone checking emails from your wedding planner confirming and coordinating. Tyler texted he was leaving his with Teddy so you waited impatiently patient for your baby girl to come home. You told him to knock because you knew the doorbell would wake Trent upstairs but you got too excited and decided to meet them outside. A short 15 minutes later you popped outside and watched Tyler holding Teddy walk up the pathway up to your front door. She was clinging to him looking incredibly sleepy but also so comfortable.

“Teddy girl, don’t you want to get home and see mummy?” Tyler cooed, swiping his thumb over her cheek. She nodded her head ‘yes’ but kept her eyes shut tiredly.

“Is that my baby?!?” You cooed in a sweet voice out to them as Tyler kept walking with her. Teddy was quick to lift her head off his shoulder. She whipped around to see you.

“Mama!!!!!” She squealed, eagerly wiggling to get out of his arms, her tiredness vanishing. Tyler laughed and placed her on the ground. “Mama! Mama! Miss!” She ran to you giddily, having to use her arms to help her get up on to each of the steps up to you. 

“Hi, my beautiful girl! Did you have fun?” You asked as you picked her up and held her up on your hip. You kissed her cheek repeatedly. She nodded to answer. “Can we say thank you to Ty for letting you sleep over?” You cooed, picking your head up to look at Tyler. She got out her best effort at it, sounding a bit more like tank than thank but it was the thought that count. 

“Of course. We had the best time, didn’t we?”  Tyler smiled and came to give you a hug. He kissed Teddy goodbye after you two caught up for a bit. You carried her back inside as she cuddled up to you, pushing her face against you emphatically. 

“Did you have a good sleep, Ted?” You asked her softly once back in the house. She told you the cutest sleepiest ‘yeah’ you’d ever heard. “Good, I’m glad, baby. Do you know who is still sleeping upstairs?” She looked at you with a furrowed brow at first but then her eyes widened with excitement. “Daddy is. Should we go wake him up?” You cooed. Teddy gave you another ‘yeah’ only this time with slightly more energy, pulling at your top to get more comfortable on you as you made your way back upstairs.  “Daddy?” You softly sang as you knocked on the door of your bedroom. “I found the cutest, sleepiest girl in the whole world who wants to see you.”

“Oh, my baby bear. C’mere give me a cuddle. I missed you.” Trent yawned, stretching his arms above his head before he reached them out to you,  sitting up back against the headboard. You placed her on the end of the bed on your side and let her crawl over to him. You climbed back into the bed following her. You cuddled up to Trent but got tired and stopped listening despite  the very adorable conversation ensuing. About a half hour must’ve passed when you started to doze a little further off. “Is mummy going back to sleep?” Trent teased squeezing your side. You giggled out a ‘no’ squirming away from his hands. Maybe you were but you weren’t now. “Who’s gonna make us breakfast?” Trent asked Teddy with the presumption it’d be you. 

“Dada!” She yelled to your delight and to his displeasure. You laughed and sat up some. You pulled Teddy into your lap. You smushed your cheek against hers and looked at Trent with a smug smile.

“Yeah, good girl. Dada should make breakfast for us.” You cooed in a teasing tone, holding your smile. Trent rolled his eyes and threw his head to the side less than impressed with Teddy’s response, throwing him into work this morning.

“Alright, anything for my girls. You want to stay with mama or come with me?” Trent pressed a kiss to your lips and then looked at Teddy. She let out another more rambunctious ‘dada.’

“Of course.” You rolled your eyes with a giggle. You’d felt much more secure in your relationship with your daughter but she was the dictionary definition of a daddy’s girl. It was no surprise she wanted to go downstairs with him. She was entertained when he did absolutely nothing. He didn’t even have to say a word and she’d giggle. So the morning alone with him, undivided attention, no training, just them, it was a dream.

“Can you say ‘bye mama we love you’ for me?” Trent asked her, pulling her back from you and squishing her cheeks together with one hand for a kiss before she could answer him. 

“Bye mama!” Teddy yelled loudly. It was early but honestly seeing her excited, happy, talking, it would never get old, it would never feel bothersome, not even the loudest of ‘mamas’. You’d do anything to see her in moods like this. 

“Bye, Teddy girl. Kiss, please.” You asked her, pushing your lips out for her. She leaned in and pressed her pout to yours. “Give one more.” You giggled holding her to you now. ‘Mmmmwah!’ you let out an extra loud sound with the last kiss and then proceeded to kiss her everywhere overzealously squishing her. Her giggles flooding out before they went downstairs.

You looked at Trent apprehensively in the car as he drove. He could sense your nerves. The tension in the car radiating from you was thick in the air. At a stop light Trent sighed and looked at you. He didn’t want to say anything yet, he figured he’d let you have the car ride in peace before he bombarded you with a barrage of support. He picked up your hand and laced his fingers with yours though. He picked them up and brought them to him, pressing a kiss to the back of your hand. He rested your hand in his lap now with his. You exhaled and shut your eyes when you saw the signage up ahead for the clinic you promised Trent you’d go and check out. When he parked you sat in the front seat for a moment with your elbows resting on your knees, your head in your hands attempting to compose yourself. Trent came to your side of the car and opened the door for you. He ran his hand up and down your back waiting for you. 

“Hey, it’s gonna be fine. You’re strong. We're just making sure you're healthy. Yeah?” You let out a measly ‘yeah’ in response. He kissed your temple. “I’m here the whole time. I’ve got you, baby.” He gave you a soft sympathetic smile when you finally mustered up the courage to look up at his brown puppy dog eyes. 

“Thank you for coming with me.” You shyly said before lacing your hand with his. Your other arm reached across you and wrapped around his bicep. You needed him with you. The times you’d gone to doctors, which was plenty, was always a fairly terrible experience. You were either with your mum who wasn’t all that empathetic, you were going against your will, or you were by yourself. 

“Not doing this alone, beautiful.” He cooed, holding the door open for you. You’d never been here before but even going to the waiting room was giving you ptsd from all your previous experiences at doctors appointments. Probably one of your worst qualities was your ability to pretend you were fine, you avoided medical help purposefully so when you were here, it really hit home that things had probably gone too far. You rested your head on Trents shoulder, doing your best not to cry. His arm was draped around you. The other still holding your hand in your lap. A nurse came out and called your name. Trent stood up with you but gave you a hesitant look to see if you wanted him actually with you in the room. You definitely did so he smiled and walked alongside you.

“I’m sorry we’re even here.” You looked at Trent sitting on an extra stool in the room while you hopped up on the examination table waiting for the attending doctor. He smiled at you once more. He shook his head disapproving of your apology. It wasn’t necessary in his mind. All he wanted was to make sure you were okay. You sat on the table for what felt like hours kicking your legs back and forth anxiously hitting the bench with your heels before Trent rolled over on the stool and put his hand on your knee to stop the annoying noise. “Sorry I’m scared.” You looked at him with a panic threatening to spill over your lash line in the form of tears. He kissed your knee and slid a little closer to you. 

“Do not apologize to me. I know it feels scary, but there's no need to be. I’m here for you. I’m not going anywhere. We’re here to make sure you are healthy for yourself and for our family, and that beautiful little baby girl we have. It’s all going to be okay, I promise baby.” His voice was low and calm. Incredibly steady and sure. It put your mind at ease until the door opened and your heart began beating wildly in your chest. A knot in your throat immediately forming. 

“Ms. Y/L/N?” A woman asked. You nodded shyly. “Don’t be nervous, hun. It’ll only be a few simple things today so let’s just take a look and we’ll take things as slow as you like, alright?” She cooed sweetly. She performed a physical exam, taking your weight things like that before she reviewed some of your vitals, she took some blood to examine, and then a more psychological evaluation to learn more about your eating behaviors and beliefs. She was kind and gentle the whole time. A few tears definitely were shed though. “Most new moms experience postpartum ‘baby blues’ after childbirth.” The doctor began speaking and Trent was quick to leave his seat to come and be next to you. “I think of course, with your previous medical history, you have had an incredibly amplified response after the birth of your daughter. Additionally, when considering your environment and the high stress social factors you're under, it is quite a storm but the good thing is, storms do pass.” She continued and Trent felt like someone punched him in the stomach. This was his fear. He asked you if he made things worse and you said no but he knew that the environment you had been thrust into, his environment was a driving factor, and the doctor just confirmed it. It was and it wasn’t in your mind. Subconsciously you’d be going to his games absolutely panicked about what you looked like but it never clicked for you that it was something you wanted to do anything other than worry. You wanted to be good for him. It didn’t feel unhealthy and yet it most definitely was. 

“We’re going get you better, baby. Keep you happy and healthy.” Trent cooed trying to distract himself from his current spiral of thoughts as he drove you both home. You felt… okay. It was odd. It was validating to hear from the doctor and have the support of Trent but obviously they weren’t exactly the best things to have confirmed about yourself. 

“I love you, T. Thank you so much for coming with me. I want to be better for you.” You cooed sadly staring out the window not being able to look at him. In a backwards way you felt like you were disappointing him.

“Be better for yourself, alright? Teddy and I will always be there to support you, baby.”  He kissed your cheek at the next light. 

“I honestly don’t even feel like I want to go after everything.” You whispered to Trent laying on his chest. After a long day you had put Teddy down for bed and you decided to cozy up in the cinema for a movie. You had bachelor and bachelorette parties planned by your friends. “I just want to stay with you right here.” You pouted as you continued to whine to him. You weren’t doing things rigidly traditionally but you’d still planned small holidays with your respective friends a month out from the wedding. Yes, a month. Your wedding was in a month and you were getting increasingly more and more anxious about all the things you still needed to get done but ahead of that, holidays.

“Well, baby I think it’s pretty planned but I’ll see you right after. Will go by quick”   He kissed your head but he really was trying to focus on the film you were watching. The idea of going on a hen do with the likes of Lauren, Winnie and a few of your friends sounded like an amazing time but you also just were so terrified something like your night pre-webley would happen again. Both Lauren and Winnie assured you that wouldn’t happen. Trent did as well. He had even gone as far as to call Winnie and talk about making sure you’d be okay.

“They should go without us. We should just have our own holiday right here. Me and you.” You giggled. You propped yourself up on your elbows resting on his chest looking up at him. He gave you a soft sleepy smile. You returned it before you kissed his lips. 

“Oh yeah? What do you want to do on our holiday?” He hummed, switching his focus from the screen to you. Your angelic smile was more captivating than any silver screen. He kept his cheeky smile, one of his hands sliding down from the small of your back to your ass, the other picking up your chin. 

“Could just be us, stay in bed the whole time. I’d get to kiss you whenever I want.” You cooed nuzzling into his hand holding your face. He shook his head at how silly you sounded. 

“Baby, that’s literally us now. Every off day I have, we spend extra time in bed. You genuinely kiss me whenever you want anyway. That’s not exactly a holiday is it?” He cooed tilting his head looking for your recognition. You just smiled shyly. “If we’re going on holiday, skipping a stag do mind you, I’ve got rules.” You then tilted your head to the side looking at him with inquiry. “Rule one… need you by my side the whole time.” He began mapping out his ruled for Trent and Y/N’s fictional holiday at home. You hummed in agreement wrapping your arms around him and pulling yourself tighter to his warm body. ‘Second, most importantly, no clothes, none, if you’re with me, you’re without these.” He snapped the strap of your tank top back down on your shoulder. “You don’t need any of this” He spoke a bit softer now. 

“Rule three…” You cooed, interrupting him to fill in another mandate. He smiled at your interjection “You fuck me all day, every day.” You whispered in his ear coming to nibble on his earlobe. He let out a breathy chuckle. He squeezed you tighter to him, dropping his hand to join the other kneading the fat of your ass. 

“I can do that. What about at night? Anything you want every night from me?” He teased cheekily kissing your cheek. You pulled back and straddled his lap. You shrugged innocently. “I think I will fuck you all night too, yeah? Just to keep things balance, you know? What do ya think, baby?” He cooed with a cheeky smirk. You nodded. He pulled you by waist and wrapped his arms around your back in a bear hug aggressively tight to him. He rolled side to side bringing you with him. “Love you so much. So so much.” He grunted muffled into your hair. You could barely breath thats how tight he squished you. You giggled and attempted to wiggle away at first but you gave up knowing you could never out strength him. You laid limp and let him man handle you until he got tired and pulled your face to kiss your lips. 

“Get up!” Trent said fairly harshly as he slapped your ass while you laid half asleep still in bed. The morning light barely was even coming through your windows. You didn’t even know what time it was, that’s how early it was, you couldn’t even have a guess. 

“You’re in off-season. Go back to bed, you psycho.” You retorted with a groan, nuzzling further into your pillows. You pulled the covers up to cover you more but Trent was quick to fight you on it, holding the other end tight. 

“Nah, let’s go. We’re going to work out.” He said picking up your arm from beside you and pulling you. Your body slid along the mattress but you were dead weight. After you had gone to the clinic to meet the doctor she had discussed getting more into fitness for strength and stress relief. Creating a new and healthier relationship with working out aside from using it solely as a tool to lose weight. Trent’s eyes lit up because he knew this was something he could help with. 

“We’re not doing anything. You can go do that.” You grumbled trying to wrangle your hand free from him. This was something he was good at. He wanted to be involved and if there was one place he knew he would feel comfortable assisting in, it would be in a gym.  

“Come on! Gonna make you a real buff ting” He laughed using a bit of slang he probably wouldn’t use day to day but it applied and was funny. He was trying to be light and fun and not say ‘get out of bed, you’ve had a terrible month and you were told by a doctor you have to work out because you were getting widely unhealthy.’ He was far nicer than that though. He loved you too much. 

“I don’t want to be a buff ting.” You rebutted. He smirked at your American pronunciation of a very British phrase. You rolled your eyes unamused with his fascination with your accent. 

“Not having it, I’ll bring you down just like this. Nothing’s stopping me from just carrying you as is to the gym with me now so if you want to wear one of your cute little workout sets you better get up on your own.” He quipped tapping at your ass covered by the blankets. 

“You just want me in a cute little workout set.” You cocked your head to the side to look at him. He looked beautiful. He hadn’t put a top on yet. His shorts hung low with a pair of white crew socks on. Frankly, you just wanted to pull him back into bed and do some cardio there. 

“I do. I really do.” He cooed running his hand down your back over your butt, not without slapping your ass once more. You whined but he continued dragging his touch down the back of your legs. He got to your ankle and pulled, dragging your body physically down the bed. 

“T!!!” You wiggled helplessly. “Okay! Okay!” You fell into giggles. “I’m going! You're so annoying. Just let me change into the silly set you want to see and then we can go.” You looked at him with a stupid smile on your face and his face pulled into a smug grin letting go of you. He stood with his hands on his hips waiting purposefully impatiently and more than happily watched you peel your t-shirt off and struggle to pull a sports bra over your head.

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kenzies vlog year 2 10 5 - shitting in my sisters car (not clickbait)

Kloktober day 5: use a self-insert/OC

Kenzie Explosion is one of the best ideas I've ever had. Enjoy.

"Hey, welcome to my channel, I'm Kenzie Explosion, now let's go shit in my sister's new car!"

Kenzie chattered at her phone in portrait mode, held with a perfectly straight arm. She walked lighter, so that a bounce wouldn't ruin her shot, and so her legs looked more graceful. The more she could show her new athleisure co-ords on camera, the better the sales on her new collab would be, and the higher her cut. Already, she was looking at a deal from Holas, a rising footwear giant that's gonna be huge in the spring. The more she could multitask, the better her job got.

She held the phone closer to her face (up close and personal with her “uncanny” green eyes; her nose was purposefully left unflattered and obvious)  as she approached to the black-and-silver colorshift Bentley until it was under her chin, staring at the red and white lights of the Mordhaus parking garage. Then, in a much-rehearsed bit of choreography, she slipped into the car and mounted the phone on an expertly pre-positioned kloktuplepod stand on the dashboard in one fluid motion.

"'Kay. Sorry about that. I hate how this parking lot fucking echoes. Ugh." She put her hands to her temples out of exasperation. "But this is my sister's car. Not sure why or how she got it... it's really her second car. Dad gave her something cooler for her sixteenth birthday, but it takes jet fuel or something and she wanted to be able to fill her car up at Wawas. She drove it like, maybe, twice so far?" Lyssa's sixteenth birthday party absorbed the tabeloids. Her birthday party inspired weddings, houses, funerals, formal fashion trends, and etiquitte around the world. The trends still haven't died: why wouldn't Kenzie bring it up?

"Oh, by the way... Make sure you save the date. October fourteenth. New seasonal treats at Duncan Hills. Seriously, you won't want to miss it. I didn't think I'd really be into a flavor combination that... meaty? If that makes sense?  But it kinda works. I'm a little obsessed. It makes that pumpkin stuff sound fucking nasty. Seriously. I'm hooked on it. October fourteenth. Make sure you figure out what I'm talking about." She undid and redid her ponytail towards the end of the plug. "It's gonna be big."

And so will that. Fuck, there's so much money in how nasty people can be. She fought to keep the neutrality in her eyes, but she sighed.

"I feel like we need to do a little tour. This car is kinda nice. Lyssa likes her stuff to look new, but not necessarily luxury. I mean it, like, in a charming way. It's cute. It's nonthreatening. Demure. Mindful, even." Ha. She unmounted the phone and switched the camera.

"See? All black interior, custom steering wheel cover stitched onto the wheel," complete with silver emgraving: L Y S S A in the bottom right quadrant, "Metalhead Mint Tea air freshener... Built in is a proprietary Dethphone plasmacharger right here," under the air controls, "But I think that's a mod. Not a standard feature. Sad. Get with it, Bentley." As she pointed the camera around in the vehicle, she flashed her Holas a couple more times. This colorway isn't trendsetting, but it was trendy enough. After all, it was the Holas brand and iconic shape that makes it an icon of tomorrow. Or something.

"Yeah. All that shit."

She mounted the camera again and shifted the way her headphones fit on her neck. Statistically, it made her feel 15% more approachable to the average consumer, with the strongest impact on adolescent girls from South America.

"Ok... now for what we came here to do. Shit!-

"I left my fucking coffee upstairs. Yeah, no. Abort, abort, abort... I need my Dunky Hillary to do anything." Just like that, she was out of the car and headed back inside Mordhaus.

[acermp100]

WAWA WEEK PART 3: REVENGE OF THE WAWA

27/3 - Official art/outfit: DEMON SERI (woo) Soooo I wasn't gonna do this day but I had some extra shorts for my Demon Au fic: Hollow. And this one was cute. So have a demon Seri!

If you have not read my fic, let me sum up: Serizawa is an incubus and sucks at it. I mean he can be sexy and all that but he's not into the corrupting of humans and draining them of their souls. Annnnd then he falls in love with Reigen. Here's the link:

DISCLAIMER: While this short is general audience, my AO3 Hollow fic IS NOT. I mean Seri is an incubus so yeah, you've been warned.

OK SO THIS SHORT: There were a few spoilers for the AU as a whole so I edited them out. This is waaaay near the end of the AU. Demon Wawa babysits the esper kids. It's cute.

General Audiences. Video games, junk food, adorable.

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“What? What the heck was that?!”

A wireless controller floated in the air along with the last bits of nachos. Serizawa fell back onto the couch, glaring at the screen with his fangs bared.

“A creeper.” Mob sipped at his soda. The death message displayed on the screen. “They sneak up next to you and blow up.”

Shou was trying to stifle his laughter.

A forked tail lashed back and forth. “My house…” The demon’s voice trailed off, bowing his head as he gave into the defeat.

“Yeah, hate those things.” Teru was sitting in front of Mob on the floor, letting the others have the couch. “You picked up the game pretty quick though. Took me like 5 days to build anything my first time.”

Mob held up a hand and recovered the idly hovering controller with his own powers. “I just went around picking flowers and making farms.”

“Don’t worry, Seri.” Shou nudged the demon in front of him with his foot. “We can find an easier game for you.”

“Oh?” Serizawa shifted his glowing eyes toward the kid. “Like how you play Animal Crossing?”

Shou was about to throw some searing quips back in defense before Ritsu walked in with a filled bowl in one hand and a stacked plate in another.

“Alright, here’s the next round of snacks.” He started distributing the food. “Found some popcorn in the top of the pantry and even some cookies.”

“Score!” Teru leapt up and took some cookies for himself.

The sound of munching filled the room. Mob and Ritsu’s parents wanted to spend their anniversary at a fancy restaurant and later a nice hotel stay. The date happened to fall on the same time the esper kids all had a sleep over planned. Can’t pass on video games, junk food, and staying up way too late. Normally, Reigen stepped up to be the adult in the room, but he claimed to have prior responsibilities- (removed for Hollow spoilers :P just pretend he’s stocking up on ghost fighting stuff or something). Dimple went along just having to see what that could even be about. That left the only real adult known by the family to be Serizawa. Adult being a very lose term. Being 337 did garner him the title of ‘not an irresponsible child’, but it’s not like someone of his origins was used to babysitting middle schoolers.

Ritsu flopped down onto the couch next to Shou. “You know.” He lightly tapped Serizawa’s back with a foot. The wings jerked in response. “We aren’t really allowed to eat this crap 99% of the time.”

“Yeah.” Mob looked down at the buttery popcorn in the bowl. “Not even Shishou lets me have bad snacks at the office.”

Serizawa gave a snort and chuckled to himself. “Yeah, and? You three were out in the woods for over a day on that last exorcism job. And Shou was training with me. It’s the least you deserve to have a fun night.” He glanced over at the kids with a glint in his red eyes. “Plus, I’m a demon. We don’t exactly follow the rules.”

The kids laughed back, enjoying the junk food.

“Alright, now that I’m back, racing time!” Ritsu held up the game box and started switching out discs. “Serizawa, you watch a few rounds first, since you’ve never played.”

“Wait, is that Mario Cart?” Serizawa leaned forward and grinned from ear to ear. “We got this back at our apartment. Give me a controller, you kids are gonna get destroyed.”

“You’re on!” Teru picked up the last controller and all five started playing.

Light flashed from the screen: the only real source in the dimly lit room. Night had long fallen with the stars and moon lending a bit of a glow from the windows.  Empty glasses, bowls and dishes piled up. They’d regret that entire pack of oreos in the morning, but it didn’t matter with everyone enjoying themselves. Cries of rage and victory shouts could be heard all the way up until midnight from the home.

“Are you kidding me!?” Ritsu fell to his side, leaning against his brother with a face full of frustration. “How are you this good?”

Mob gave him an encouraging pat on the back. “You still beat me and Hanazawa every time.”

Teru’s hair stood on end. “Hey!” He glared behind himself. “It was that only that one time.”

“Yeah, and I’m coming in second every race.” Shou beamed with over exaggerated pride.

“Only second place.” Serizawa was grinning, holding a clawed hand out with the controller slowly spinning above the palm. “Sorry, boys. I was trained by Reigen-san himself.”

“Figures.” Ritsu crossed his arms. “That guy probably knows just when to throw a shell.”

“Heh.” A blush. The demon shook his head. “Well, I can never beat him. So I guess that’s just what we have to work for: getting Reigen in here for a beat down.”

“Pfff.” A scoff, Shou chewing on a hand full of nachos before continuing. “I doubt he’s THAT good.”

“Oh yeah, that reminds me.” Mob leaned over and showed his cell phone to Serizawa. “He texted about an hour ago. Told me we all better be in bed.”

Serizawa checked his own phone. “Ha. I got one too.” A shrug to go with his fang filled smile. “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”

“Any other multiplayer games we got?” Teru was digging through the basket they kept all the accessories in, looking for another disc or box. “Oh hey! Your parents let you buy the new Doom?”

Ritsu nodded, going for another cookie. “Yeah, they don’t really care about the age limits.” He continued through a full mouth. “Guess with what we go through on a daily basis it doesn’t matter.”

Serizawa took a look at the cover. “Huh.” He raised an eyebrow. “What is this one about?”

“It’s great. Lots of action.” Mob started to playfully kick his feet with Teru setting up the console. “There’s this evil cooperation that is trying to siphon energy from hell and they-“

“Mob.” Ritsu whispered.

But his brother didn’t hear. “They summon these portals and you got to kill a bunch of demons and, oh- Wait.”

Teru and Ritsu were staring at Mob, trying to beam their thoughts directly into his head. Shou once again had to stop himself from laughing.

Mob looked at the floor. “Sorry, Serizawa.”

Seri blinked, not understanding the big deal. “Kill demons? With what?” He pointed at the box. “Guns and stuff?”

“Yeah, there’s like rocket launchers and energy weapons.” Teru answered.

The demon held back a chuckle, eyes glowing brighter. “Yeah no. That won’t work.”

Ritsu handed him the controller for player one. “Alright. Let’s see how good you are on your first try.”

The rest of the night was spent cheering Serizawa on as he made his way through the levels, barely scraping by in the fast paced action. Right around when the sun began to rise, the kids started yawning and losing their ability to speak coherently. The demon set them all up in Mob’s room with futons and some water bottles in case the junk food got a bit too much for their heads. It took a solid hour to tidy up the mess, crumbs, and left over snacks. In the end, he sat alone on the couch with the TV off, wings taking up the remaining spots. No need for him to sleep. Instead he took to watching over the house like a good guardian angel. Well- close enough.

“The little demons are asleep. No need to worry.” He texted Reigen, who he knew was still up.

“Ok. Never call them that again.” There were a few moments as Reigen was no doubt frantically typing on his out of date flip phone, (more Hollow spoilers shhh). “Did you enjoy yourself? You seemed nervous to be alone with them for an entire night.”

“It was nice. They don’t mind at all what I am.”

Serizawa sensed the kid’s peaceful, slumbering auras above and let out a sigh. A hint of whispering met his ears. Telling scary stories. He wondered if he would have gotten to do that if he was born a human. Childhood remained a fickle concept to him: born innocent and learning, growing into a completely new state of being all while ever absorbing the world around you. He guessed he had the last part down, at least on a basic level. Grinning, the demon bit into the small pile of cookies he had saved for himself, tail wagging. There were little bits of chocolate and peanut butter in these. Humans shall forever surprise him.

Reigen texted again. “Has Shou come down yet to take more food from the fridge?”

As if on cue, Serizawa heard footsteps from behind. A white light poured over the floor as the fridge was opened. He scoffed, holding up a clawed hand and shutting the door before anything else happened.

“Hey!” Shou stood in hamster print pajamas with arms crossed, glaring at his demonic babysitter. “Not cool.”

“You’ve had enough to last three sleepovers.” Glancing over his shoulder, Serizawa knew he didn’t even have to get up with Shou’s point of view consisting of his red eyes and low voice. “Trust me, you’ll thank me later when you wake up with a bit less of a stomach ache.”

“Fine.”

Louder footsteps as Shou trudged back up, accented with a few whispers. Serizawa stretched his wings and found himself letting out a yawn. Picking up his phone, he idly texted Reigen back.

 “Now I understand what you meant by how you felt like you were a single parent.”

“THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEANT.” A few random emoticons followed. Serizawa smiled down at his phone. Another text came through a few minutes later. “They do grow on you though.”

Now lying on the couch, Serizawa wrapped his wings around himself and gazed out the window- the beginning glow of the sun rise left the clouds red amid early morning bird song.  One last check on the kid’s auras. Finally asleep.

“They sure do. See you later today, Taka.” He blushed, leaving a little heart at the end.

The demon allowed his breathing to fall relaxed. All the while his mind thought of future favors he could do for the kids. Trips to the zoo, celebrating graduation, even picking out birthday gifts for them. He’d never done that before. Never had a family before. A real family. His phone buzzed again and he checked the screen.

“Love you too, Tsuya.”

The tip of his tail flicked in happiness.

[starlightswitch]

Lost: Heirloom Ring

@flashfictionfridayofficial I did this sort of story years ago for Writer's Month and to my surprise it got more interest than normal for me; I wonder what will happen this time?

10:27PM You didn’t tell me you got home so I’m hoping that means you forgot and not that you were in an accident or something.

I got home

Okay

10:38PM I don’t even want to tell you this.

What?

10:50PM I lost the ring – It could literally be anywhere – What am I going to tell Grandma?

Okay don’t – Sorry I didn’t mean to hit send there. I mean this in the nicest way possible but don’t be dramatic. It couldn’t literally be anywhere.

I mean basically – I made the most stops possible on the way home – I got gas twice because the first place was expensive and I got a coffee so I needed an extra bathroom stop – It could be any of those places – I should have left it on my finger. Then I would at least know when it went missing

Or it could have fallen off your finger and rolled down a storm drain. Breathe, okay?

Grandma is going to kill me

Grandma is not going to kill you

She might disown me

Uh, no

She might hate me for the rest of her life and then come back and haunt me

Oh my god. Get back to me when you’re calm enough to remember what Grandma is like.

Ha ha ha ha – Can you at least kind of sympathize? I LOST THE RING

Yes I got that. I have an idea. Where were all those places you stopped?

The usual. The Wawa halfway, that Little River Coffee Co, the usual rest stop, and that last Sheetz before home. Don’t tell me to go back to all of them and look

Of course not

Grandma would call that a fool’s errand

That much driving? It would be a fool’s *quest*. Nope, I’m going to post about it and tag them all

Oh – How are you going to tag a rest stop?

I’m going to tag the Department of Transportation

Jess Kalin Monday, 8:15AM Yesterday, at brunch with my little sister Ella at the amazing Back Door, my grandma gave each of us a piece of jewelry that belonged to our mother (who you may know passed away a few years ago). To me, the pearl necklace she wore for her senior picture and graduation. To Ella, a gold ring studded with tiny emeralds– green being Mom’s and Ella’s shared favorite color. The ring was a tiny bit big for Ella, so she tucked it in her pocket.

After her seven-hour drive home, Ella found the ring was gone.

We are hoping against hope it can be found where she stopped along the way. I’ll drop the exact locations in the comments. @Wawa, @Sheetz, @LittleRiverCoffeeCompany, @VirginiaDepartmentOfTransportation can anyone help us?

Virginia Department of Transportation Not Responding to Comments About Missing Ring Monday, 3:51PM The Virginia Department of Transportation has turned off comments on a post on their Facebook page asking if they will help in the search for a missing ring.

Yesterday afternoon, the Department was tagged in a post by Facebook user Jess Kalin. Kalin’s sister, Ella, apparently lost a ring, a family heirloom that had just been passed down to her, on an interstate drive. The now-viral post led Facebook user Lisa Kowalski to post on the Department of Transportation’s page requesting they help with the search for the ring. The post garnered dozens of comments in a few hours…

7:16PM Hey, isn’t the Back Door the restaurant you really like with the pierogis on the brunch menu?

Yeah, why?

There’s this article about this whole thing with a missing ring and the DOT. I just thought it was interesting the ring apparently got given to the person in the first place at the Back Door (link)

Oh my god

Back Door Restaurant Monday, 8:27AM FOUND: Ring. By the table one back from the window on the wall by the parking lot. (Pic is of the table we mean.) Describe to claim. Please spread the news if you know someone who was here yesterday, it’s a beautiful ring and we’re sure the owner wants it back!

Missing Ring Safe and Sound, “Most People Want to Help” Tuesday, 12:01PM A ring thought to have been dropped somewhere on the long drive from eastern Virginia to western North Carolina has been found.

The ring was given to Ella Kalin by her grandmother, Betty Sorochman, at popular brunch restaurant the Back Door on Sunday. When Kalin arrived home that evening, she discovered the ring was missing and assumed she must have lost it on the drive, prompting her sister Jess to take to Facebook.

Jess Kalin’s plea for help went viral. The manager of the Wawa where Ella stopped contacted Jessica, promising to alert her if the ring was found there. The Virginia Department of Transportation’s Facebook page received an influx of comments asking them to search for the ring at the rest stop where Ella Kalin stopped; the Department did not respond.

However, the ring had never left the restaurant. Employees at the Back Door found the ring Sunday and made a Facebook post Monday morning asking their followers to spread the news to help find the ring’s owner. Marya Logan is the follower who recognized the possible connection to the viral post about the missing ring. She contacted Jess Kalin and sent her the Back Door’s post. Jess confirmed the ring must be her sister’s.

Betty Sorochman went to the restaurant to reclaim the ring, which she will return to Ella. The ring originally belonged to Sorochman’s daughter Kimberly, Jess and Ella’s mother. Kimberly (Sorochman) Kalin passed away in 2019. Sorochman says she would love the story of the lost and found ring. “Kimmie loved a good story, so it’s only fitting now there’s one about her ring,” Sorochman says. “And she always said most people want to help, so if she found out how many people stepped in to help find her ring, she’d say, ‘See, I knew it’.”

[destinygoldenstar]

🍀Welcome To My Daily Life🍀 - Total Drama Viewer Reacts to Disventure Camp Season 2 Episode 2 “Open Your Eyes”

I'm back. After... how many days since I reacted to the premiere?

I was preoccupied with a lot of stuff, okay?

I'm just gonna jump right into this.

What are they eating??

Chef isn't here. They don't have to eat that slop.

Is Nina also that bad of a cook-

No cause she made pumpkin bread the last episode-

What. What. WHAT IS THAT.

"Well, it took me a bit. In general I find it hard to fall asleep."

BRUH. SAME. OH MY GOD.

You wanna know how bad my sleeping disorder is?!

I'm getting it checked out so you know. STILL.

"Tell me a little about yourself."

"There is nothing interesting to know about me."

Okay then. 10/10 characterization. She is NOTHING.

"I have a card game that has several questions when you're getting to know someone."

Aw. That's actually sweet.

For a second I thought he just wanted to get in her pants.

"But believe me, at the end of this, we won't be friends."

Im sorry, I can't focus on this so well. THE MUSIC IS BLARING IN THIS SCENE.

I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING AT THE EPIC MUSIC PLAYING IN THIS SOLEMN SCENE XD

"HEYO WHO'S IPOD IS BLASTING IN THE MESS HALL RIGHT NOW?! TURN IT DOWN, I'M TRYING TO TALK TO A GIRL!!!"

"Since I published our photo together, you have gained a thousand followers!"

Pretty sure that's not how that works...

WAIT, I'M SORRY, YOU'RE STALKING THIS GUY'S SOCIAL MEDIA?!

"You're welcome. Its what friends do."

WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT HIM LIKE THAT?! STOP IT.

"Now come here so we can get a photo of a kiss. You'd gain a million! HASHTAG LOOK AT THIS CUTE BOY I FOUND!"

What's his name? *looks back* Aiden?

Aiden, you have my permission TO CALL THE POLICE.

"After all, we are the only guys on our team."

Are you?

Oh yeah you are! Well then.

"Oh and don't forget to finish your breakfast. Hunger can cause sleep deprivation."

Well that's subtle.

So you're gonna starve them to sleep?

"I want to do my best to look like a professional host on camera."

Aren't you an executive? Or did I read that wrong?

"I feel I get a little excited at times, and I end up saying inappropriate things."

GIRL, I FEEL YA.

"One of the reasons I let you stay here is that seeing a poor and pathetic intern so humiliated and worn out every day will help me remember what not to do to others."

Okay then...

"It's just really hard not to be a sociopath, you know?"

"I don't want to lose my humanity just to get some ratings."

You sound A LOT like you've met Chris McLean in your life.

I get it. He's iconic, but he's also a sociopath.

So it's the Awake-A-Thon.

That challenge is EVIL.

I would NEVER win it.

"This challenge has been done before."

*chokes*

WAIT THEY KNOW?!?!?!?! THEY'RE AWARE?!?!?!?!?!?

WAIT, TOTAL DRAMA IS CANON?!?!?!?

I mean, Total Drama fanfiction, but...

IT'S IN THE SAME UNIVERSE AS TOTAL DRAMA?!?!?!?!

I'm only JUST NOW realizing that, TWO SEASONS IN.

I'm a dumbass...

Hang on. Let me get the time cards out...

"Hey girls, what sign are you?"

Ooh, girlie bonding!

I'm not saying mine on the Internet btw. Don't ask.

"I think it's cancer, I'm not really sure..."

You do read me as a cancer.

"Do you believe in that astrology thing?"

"It's not that I believe blindly, it's just that I like the idea of cheering people up. I always read the horoscope and try to embrace the most positive message."

Awwwwwww, I like her. She's an astrology queenie.

"Do you want me to read what the stars say about you?"

"It says... 'you are plagued with bad luck for the rest of your days, better luck next time.' Well... ain't that lovely...😅"

"If the girls are that close, it means that they will vote together."

You have not seen Total Drama. The girlies NEVER vote together.

"How about you try to talk to her about it?"

"Um, WHY ME?!"

"Because if she, say, KILLS YOU, I won't get caught in the crossfire, and better you than me. Tee hee."

"Okay. I'll try that later."

*Gets a Wawa Ad*

XD

I GUESS AIDEN AND KAROL ARE TALKING ABOUT IT BY GETTING WAWA PIZZA.

HEYO, IS THAT ALLOWED?!

That seems like cheating. You got a screen blaring in your eyes.

"All good. Playing Smash Bros."

Very nice. What's your main?

(I'm a Samus main in case you're curious. Basic, I know.)

"I'd let you play if you wanted, but the last time I lent someone my console it ended up breaking."

Oh yeah XD

"I follow your Twitch Channel."

Oh, so she has a gaming career. Gotcha.

"How many consoles did you bring with you?"

"Not enough."

"Not enough" Proceeds to pull out yet ANOTHER Switch.

Girl... you're not normal.

"Greetings partner of the mystical journey called life."

OH GOD I FORGOT ABOUT HOW BAD THIS GUY'S VOICE IS...

(No hate to the VA)

"I felt some pretty erratic vibes coming from you."

Erratic?!

I don't think you'd want to say that to someone. Maybe that's just me.

Where the hell did this crush some from?

They didn't talk ONCE last episode.

*Add that to the Total Drama Crackship List*

That contains of four categories.

Crack Ships.

Toxic Ships.

Other... Decent Ships.

And then Tom and Jake in their own little corner. ❤️ DON'T ASK WHY. THAT'S JUST HOW IT IS.

TOTAL DRAMA IS SHIPPING HELL.

"Kai, the team is gathered on this side. What were you doing with the Orange Team?"

WHO SAID THAT?!

"I hope you're not thinking of betraying our team."

HOW WOULD HE DO THAT?! HOW WOULD THAT BENEFIT HIM AT ALL?

"Betrayal is a pretty negative word."

"You have to be loyal to the team or we will eliminate you!"

Um, EXCUSE ME, ARE YOU HOLDING THE TEAM TOGETHER?!

NO? DIDN'T THINK SO. YOU'RE TOO BUSY BEING AN ASS TO EVERYONE.

"Dude, we can't be eliminated on this plain."

XD

Okay that was good XD

"Don't you DARE talk to me like that!"

About what?

YOU'RE A BRAT.

"Attention everyone! Kai is making alliances with the other team!"

AND NOW YOU'RE GONNA TATTLE ABOUT NOTHING.

Oh my god this guy is WHINY...

Ellie's probably watching this at home, like "Oh wow... I feel like I should apologize to Jake."

"Uh... it's fine with me."

"Don't look at me. I would very much like to be excluded from this narrative."

I love that they don't care.

"Just look at his junkie face! You know he can't be trusted!"

Oh my god...

He sounds like a Twitter user.

When your side of the argument doesn't get through to people as the objective fact that it obviously is, what do you do? THROW INSULTS AND ACCUSATIONS. THAT'LL SHOW THEM.

"If you don't agree with me, you're *CENSORED*"

"No man, I don't do drugs... too much..."

WHAT THE HELL?!

THE FACT THAT YOU DO DRUGS AT ALL.

"And you Yul, stop being so prejudice and whiny! Next time you want to judge someone based on their looks, do yourself a favor and say nothing!"

👏

FACTS

"I wanted to yell at him for talking to me like that, but I couldn't utter the words out of my mouth..."

Yeah I hope you get booted first from this team now.

"It's clear that Yul exaggerates and behaves like a spoiled child, but I don't want to get in trouble with anyone. Being here means a lot to me, and I don't want anything to ruin it."

Fair. I would do the same thing.

"I've never felt so out of place before somewhere."

"In the last few days, I've noticed things I hadn't noticed before."

Dude is really that insecure about his age. I get it.

He and Miriam should be besties.

"I've spent my whole life in India, trying to get my acting career off the ground. Now I'm on the other side of the world, alone in unknown territory. I feel like I'm on another planet."

"How did you do it?"

"Just trying to be myself. Because pretending to be someone else will only make people never know the real you."

Yep. Trust me, I know that.

And yet where I grew up, pretending to be someone other than yourself was 'THE COOL' thing to do, and you get a lot more respect by being someone that isn't yourself.

So sad that's how the world is.

She's interesting. I like her.

And yes, I still stand by my claim that SHE IS GORGEOUS.

Oh wow we've fast forwarded through everything, didn't we?

"I have these cards to get to know a person better."

Oh, he's actually legit about it.

This guy is so bad at socializing, holy gosh... XD

It's kinda sweet though.

ARE YOU MENDING A CROCODILE?!?!?!?!?

EYO, WHAT?!?!?

"You're good at this game."

*Cough* She got three votes last time. *Cough*

"I get along well with animals. We understand each other better."

"Have you been getting along with everyone?"

What do you think?

"I think most people don't get too close because of my character."

Yeah, cause you've been a KAREN the past episode.

"Hey James, it seems that... oh..."

XD

"GODDAMMIT, I LEAVE YOU FOR TWO SECONDS AND YOU BAIL ON ME. SOME FAKE BOYFRIEND."

"How are you guys doing?"

"We're fine."

They're fine XD

"Nah I do these kinds of shifts every day. You know. You guys aren't on your phone at four in the morning?"

"No we don't need a doctor, what are you talking about?"

"I could do this all day."

*Gets an Oreo Ad*

OVER OREOS, BABYYYYYYYYY

"I'm starting to feel my eyes getting really heavy..."

First time?

"Do you like to dance? Let's dance."

WHAT? XD

That's out of nowhere.

"I don't know if I'm gonna make it..."

"DANCE."

We're actually doing this XD

I mean does it work?

No.

He died.

Sure. Why not.

I don't hate either, so go ahead.

"He already has experience enduring sleep. Right Oliver?"

He's dying.

"Yes Mr McLean, bread and water is fine..."

He's hallucinating Total Drama. Oh no.

"I brought you a drink so you can hydrate a little."

It's poison. Bet right now.

"You haven't eaten anything for many hours."

WAIT WHOA WHAT-

HANG ON. YOU'RE STARVING THEM?! HELLO?!?!

Or am I hearing that wrong?

"Good. I'm starving."

No I heard that right.

That's more sick than anything else.

"Did I forget to mention that those juices also have strong sleeping pills?"

AND THERE IT IS. POISON.

Also, you DRUGGED THEM. YOU'RE SICK.

"How dare you drug us without our consent!"

And now I agree with her.

"I went too far?"

"No Miss Crystal. It won't hurt them."

THEY DIE.

THEY DIED.

YOU KILLED THEM.

"I'm between Karol and James. What do you think?"

Yeah. Saw that coming.

"I would vote for James. He always leaves his underwear on the floor."

NO WAY, CAN HE AND HAROLD BE FRIENDS?

"She also wants to eliminate one of the girls."

So we're even. Cool.

"Great. That's all I needed to hear."

I don't like how he said that.

What are you planning?

HEY. HEY DON'T WALK AWAY SUS. GET BACK HERE.

...lady, honestly, you freak me out too.

YOU SHOULD NOT BE AROUND THESE THINGS.

"There's something you need to know."

"What are you doing?!"

I'M WITH HIM. WHAT ARE YOU DOING. YOU HAVE A TIE SET.

"Karol proposed to Aiden to vote for one of you."

OKAY WAIT, WHAT?

So... girls alliance. You caught onto that.

So your plan is to persuade them to boot Karol? Your ONLY shot at evening those numbers???

THAT DOESN'T BENEFIT YOU AT ALL.

"I didn't tell everyone!"

YEAH. WHO IS 'EVERYONE'?

EVERYONE ON THIS TEAM, WHO ONLY JUST NOW HEARD IT FROM JAMES.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!

I mean, I don't care about Karol. But DEAR GOD...

"She cannot be trusted."

"YOU can't be trusted."

Honestly, get James out, Aiden. Do it.

He stalks you, he uses you, he lies to you, and he has NO CONSENT.

Get him out and CALL THE POLICE.

"Would a friend have used me that way?! You could've at least told me what you were going to do!"

EXACTLY.

"Look, I know it looks wrong now, but it was the right thing to do."

NO IT WAS NOT.

"I didn't have to let her down like that."

You DIDN'T. THAT'S THE THING.

"Also, how would it benefit us if Karol is eliminated?"

THANK YOU.

THIS MAN IS SPEAKING STRAIGHT FACTS.

"Right now, Lake, Rosa, and Maggy are together. It's only a matter of time before Karol joins them."

EVEN THEN, YOU'RE OUTNUMBERED.

"We could try to do something together with Karol!"

WORDS OUT OF MY MOUTH.

"You may not understand now, but you'll thank me later."

NO. YOU TELL ME NOW.

I WANT AN EXPLANATION AND I WANT IT NOOOOWWW

Poor Aiden. Seriously.

Apparently you have two brain cells.

JAMES outed you. Not him!

I SUPPORT THIS ONE.

GET THIS STALKING MANIPULATIVE ASSHOLE OUT.

'AIDEN'

'JAMES'

Get em out.

'KAROL'

Yeah. This is predictable.

'KAROL'

Dang. Didn't even need to read all of them.

"I hope you leave soon, Aiden! You are a traitor!"

🙄

I mean... at least you're happy I guess.

That was Episode 2.

I don't get James's plan. I don't. Why are you like this??

And now Aiden is against you? You screwed yourself.

I would pay the "Pick a Best Girl/Best Boy" game again, but uh... most of the boys here, at least so far, are kinda ass.

I support Aiden wanting James out though.

I don't care about Karol, or her weird... habits... but I expected her to be a lot more annoying than she was.

So... yeah. If you guys want me to continue these reactions, be sure to let me know. I'm willing to continue this show.

[sapphicdib]

Saint and Enot au

lore dump

give pls

Just did here!! However have a lil snippet of extra stuff:

“Hey!”

Sig cracked open her eyes to the feeling of Rivulet’s wet paws slapping against his face, and the sound of a new voice, the one that belonged to the strange…slugcat, if you could call it that, that had apparently just saved his life.

“You…you talk.” Sig mumbled, watching the creature roll its eyes.

“Yeah, yeah! Big deal! We have bigger issues right now, okay? Don’t pass out on me again, I need your help.” Enot flicked his glitchy tail as Ruffles helped Sig sit back up.

“What about the others?” Sig asked, drawing his knees to his chest and hugging them, appearing a lot smaller than she usually did.

“Oh, like your girlfriend?” The slugcat’s multicoloured ears perked, sending little pixels through the air. “I’ve been protecting them, chasing down my little buddy and beating the shit out of him if he gets too close.” Enot shrugged, sitting back on his haunches.

“So he’s…trying to kill us?” Sig asked hesitantly. Ruffles’ gills puffed up protectively, and Sig gently patted her head.

“Yeah. Says y’all have ~overstayed your welcome in this cycle~ and ~need to let this realm rest~.” He put on a goofy voice as he mocked Saint, doing air-quotes with his stubby fingers. “Stupid, right?”

“Uh, I guess, I mean, they didn’t even ask or anything.” Sig shrugged, a chill going down her spine as she realized just how close he’d been to death—actual death. The one you don’t come back from.

“Exactly! The dude’s crazy. Anyways, I’ve been chasing them around, but obviously I can’t do that forever. So, I’ve got a two-step plan that should prevent unwanted ascension.” He pressed his paws together and glanced to Sig, who only looked at him with expectant eyes.

“Step one: get off that thing,” He pointed at the broken mechanical arm keeping Sig rooted to the ground, “and step two—“

“I cant…we can’t get off these.” Sig interrupted.

“Not with that attitude you can’t!”

“Trust me! I’ve tried!” Sig gestured in frustration. “And with how deteriorated my systems are now…it’d be basically impossible.” She sighed in defeat, resting her head in her arms. Enot frowned, watching the iterator pout.

“Well maybe ask your girlfriend for ideas or something!” It said, swishing its glitchy tail. “C’mon, use that supercomputer brain, are you gonna waste all your RAM on being mopey? I know you’ve got friends, maybe all of you can figure something out together!” He crossed his arms. Sig’s gaze returned to Inv, and he looked like he was about to snap at him.

“Wawa!” Ruffles stopped her from saying something rude, waving her arms. “Wa! Awa!”

Sig looked confused, before looking back at Inv.

“She said nothing is impossible. If she managed to reactivate your girlfriend, then you and your friends can figure out how to get off your damn strings.”

Sig was silent for a moment, before giving in and pulling up a screen. “And in the meantime?”

“I’ll be keeping the moss with a god complex in check so they can’t hurt you guys while you’re figuring this out.” Enot stood, going to the wall, where a ladder of spears had been constructed to get to the access shaft. However, instead of climbing, his body glitched and he suddenly appeared a couple rungs up, balanced on the spear. “Chop chop, we don’t have infinite cycles!” He sang, once again teleporting higher onto the ladder. “I’ll be back shortly. Say hi to your girlfriend for me!”

[dailyhelldorm]

2023 Aira's Birthday Talk

Aira: Uwa, the lovely present is just so my taste! Producer-san, thank you so much! Aira~bu … ♪

Location: StarPro office, daytime

Mini talk: A word on birthday (1/3)

Aira: Ah... The moment feels just like a dream... ♪

Mayoi: Etto, Aira-san? Can you see me...?

Uhm, he doesn't reply... He is completely falling into daydreaming land.

> Are you okay?

Aira: Wah, Producer-san! And Mayoi-san is here too...!?

Mayoi: Ah, finally you noticed me. I was worried when you kept staring at empty space for a while...

> (Pops open the cracker)

Aira: Uhya!? What- what has happened...! Eh, what do you say 'Happy Birthday'?

Mayoi: About that, Aira-san keeps being absentminded like that, are you okay? I am, a little bit worried...

Mini talk: A word on birthday (2/3)

Aira: I am sorry for being distracted like that. It is just that the birthday party until now feels like a dream...

Mayoi: Aira-san, from a while ago has been like this. He is as adorable as always... ♪

Aira: It is because it was so enjoyable. This will be my last-longing life memory. So I want to immerse myself for a little more... ♪

> Then, about something...

Aira: Eh, what what? Producer-san has something to do with me?

You want to have a talk with me at night time? I am fine with that. My night schedule is empty ♪

> Uhm~...

Aira: Producer-san, is there anything wrong? You have something with me...?

You want to take your time tonight to have a talk with me. Then, let's meet up again here later, okay ♪

Mini talk: A word on birthday (3/3)

Mayoi: If you are thinking about a break, why don't we go to "Cafe Cinnamon" now?

Today is Aira-san's birthday. If it is alright with you, please let me treat you... ♪

Aira: Uwai ♪ I am happy because of Mayoi-san's treat. Let me take you on your offer~ ♪

> See you later.

Aira: Yes ♪ See you later, Producer-san. When it is time, I will head here.

Mayoi-san, let's go to "Cafe Cinnamon". Today, I am surprisingly in the mood to drink the sweet milk tea on the menu ♪

> That sounds nice.

Aira: Yep ♪ Mayoi-san sometimes does spoil me like this.

Mayoi: Fufufu. It is because normally Aira-san always tries his best. Moreover, being a little more spoiled is also good ... ♪

Location: StarPro office, nighttime

On the Birthday’s night (1/6)

Wawa, at this rate I will be late for the promised time. Producer-san, I am sorry I am late…!

Eh, you say I come just the right time?

Lucky~ If I’m late, I will be so sorry.

Are you tired?

No, I am okay. After the party, I already took my time and rested.

Having a party and then making some memories makes me all hype up, in return, I’m all full of energy right now ♪

On the Birthday’s night (2/6)

Today was a birthday filled to the brim with happiness ♪

A lot of people came and said happy birthday to me. Himemiya-senpai, Narukami-senpai, I received a lot of wishes from a lot of seniors!

They also gave me the best fan service ever…! Ah, speaking of that makes me drool all over…

P-please calm down…

Oh gosh, no good no good…

Anyway! It was a fun time. Thank you for throwing the party for me, Producer-san ♪

On the Birthday’s night (3/6)

Since we’re already here, why don’t we talk about the presents I got today?

What so, because Tenshouin-senpai and Sakuma-senpai gave me a birthday present!

They gave me that just because of the roommates' obligation, but I got so shocked I jumped up in surprise…!

Your happiness is overflowing.

Yeah! I was so happy that I kept repeating my thanks to the seniors ♪

But it will be just a waste, and I haven’t even opened the present yet… I am thinking about how many times should I worship this before opening it up ♪

On the Birthday’s night (4/6)

What is that? The box that Producer-san just took out…

Is that my present!? I am so happy, thank you!

Now we are doing this, can I open this right here right now?

Please do ♪

Uwa Uwa! What a cute brooch! Lovely~ ☆

Are you really giving me this pretty thing!? I am so happy I will get more and more hyped up ♪

On the Birthday’s night (5/6)

How do I look? With this brooch on now, am I getting more lovely~?

This brooch, is so sparklingly beautiful ♪ Perhaps, you made this with the image color of “ALKALOID” too?

I thought so! With this, it has the right motif in it and I am so happy ♪

You are really sharp to notice it.

Ehehee ♪ Maybe from my normal experience of buying idol goods.

Goods with the image color going in it are so nice. Even if it is some kind of good that can be used casually, its specialness will never go down ♪

On the Birthday’s night (6/6)

Wait, please wait a minute. It seems that my Hold-hand got a message…

It is from Hiro-kun. Etou… “Before you go to sleep, everyone from ‘ALKALOID’ wants to say their last wishes for today to you”.

Ahaha, even when they already wished me a lot today, it seems they still plan to wish me more happy birthday.

You look happy

Yeah. I unconsciously keep grinning. Maybe because I am a bit easygoing ♪

Getting wishes from friends and colleagues just makes me this happy ♪ I will keep holding on to this happiness and spend my time until the day ends.

Phone call

Aira: Hello~ Thank you for celebrating my birthday today! This is the first time I had this many people come and give me their wishes… Fufu, I had a fun time. Thanks to it, I will certainly see a good dream tonight ♪

Office

These screenshots belong to neneansta.

Eichi: I want you to talk more comfortably with me ♪

Aira: Y-yes! I will try my best!

[the-feral-one]

Wo managed to stay awake until Oki, Ogerpon and her siblings got back to the shrine.

As he waited, he had also started on dinner too, making something that everyone would like, and that everyone could eat.

The family discussed what they did throughout the day as they ate at the dinner table.

The discussion shifted once Wo showed them what had had been given to him.

"What's that, Papa Wo?"

"L-looks like an invite.."

Wo looked at what he held, then nodded in response.

"This was given to me earlier. It gives some details about a festival. Now, I know that we have just got back from a previous event, but, at the same time, I do think that it would be nice to attend this one also."

Ogerpon looked at what was on her plate, causing Wo to tilt his head a little.

"What's wrong, Ogerpon?"

Ogerpon hesitated, then began to speak again.

"I wanna go to more parties like that one we were at... ...but..."

Before she could finish, Pink spoke up.

"Wawa-wa wa-wawa wawa-wawa." ("She wants to go to the Terarium.")

Wo looked at Ogerpon, showing concern.

"Yeah.."

Wo's attention was then brought towards Spot.

"O-on the w-way back f-from Levincia, we went through M-Mesagoza.. ..a-and we saw Peseta p-preparing for s-something.. A-after asking th-them about what they w-were doing, w-we found out that th-they were going to the Terarium.."

The Malamar motioned to Ogerpon, who was still looking at her plate.

"...th-then Ogerpon r-ran up to them a-and asked if we c-could go w-with them.."

Ogerpon sniffed. Wo waited until she looked at him.

"..they said we could, and that made us really happy...but...if we go there, we can't go to the party.."

"I know you can't, but I also know that you and your siblings do like to explore the Terarium every now and then. I do remember that, when we all were there earlier this year, me and Oki lost all three of you repeatedly during our game of hide and seek. I did like that game, despite the slight worry it caused us."

"If...we can't go to the party...can we go to the next one..?"

Wo glanced over at Oki and blushed a little, then looked back to Ogerpon.

"The next party would be incomplete without you, Ogerpon~"

Ogerpon jumped a little as she hugged the snail. Wo returned it as he heard her happy sound.

After dinner had been cleared away, the family decided to sit outside the shrine for a while.

"So, when would Peseta say they would come to get you all?"

Pink looked up at Oki from where she sat on the grass.

"Wawa-wa." ("Tomorrow.")

Oki nodded, then sat beside her. He spoke as he observed the Tinkaton playing with the dirt.

"Are you looking forward to it?"

Pink looked up from her dirt pile and nodded, then returned to playing with it.

Oki got up once Pink motioned for him to go back to where Wo was.

"I hope you and Ogerpon and Spot have a good time! You usually do!"

He sat down next to Wo. The snail was showing signs of becoming tired, but was keeping himself awake with a little bit of difficulty.

"It is just going to be you and me when we go to this event, Oki~"

Wo leaned down and lightly nudged Oki, putting a vine around him.

Oki pulled himself up a little and gave him a light peck.

"Let's make the most of it, Wo~"

After sharing a little more light affection, Wo and Oki continued to watch Ogerpon, Pink and Spot until everyone grew too weary to continue being outside. Once everyone got into the shrine they weren't slow in going to their sleeping areas and passing out.

--

Chien-Pao had came to the shrine in the morning hours. As Oki finished preparations, Wo was outside talking to him.

Peseta had arrived too. They discussed what they were going to do at the Terarium, alongside how they were going to make sure that the three siblings didn't get lost in the biomes.

After discussions had finished, alongside preparations, Peseta and the three siblings left the shrine first. Ogerpon waved at Wo and Oki as she and her siblings ran to Mesagoza with the shiny Gholdengo.

Wo gave some extra guidelines to Pao. The leopard told him not to worry, as he was quite used to looking after Grasswither and knew where everything was. He became a little less enthusiastic when Wo mentioned how he also had to look after the allotment too.

Soon, everything had been finalized. Wo and Ok bid farewell to Pao. The snail waited for the leopard to go into Grasswither before going to catch up with Oki and putting a vine into his hand.

[clothyume]

Colourful Good Job Episode 2

Episode 2

Season: Summer 

Characters: Kuro, Sora, Niki

Sora: ………

(Master~ and Senpai are trying their hardest. But, Sora has to try Sora’s hardest too)

(…But, Sora gets the feeling the difficulty is different for Senpai than for Sora~?

(Sora will get closer to Senpai and the others no matter how hard Sora tries, right)

 …Wawa!?

Niki: Oops, sorry I bumped into you! …Oh, if it isn’t Harukawa-kun

Kuro: I was so absorbed in the story I didn’t notice. We gotta be more careful turning corners. Are you hurt?

Sora: HaHa~♪ Sora is sturdy so it's okay~. Thank you for worrying!  

Hmm? You two have an excited ‘colour’~. Were you talking about something fun?

Kuro: Yeah. I was talking to Shiina about the next “Sleepover Leisure Team” activities

We were talking about where to go, but suddenly it turned into a talk about camping food

This Shiina guy knows a lot about that, so he was thinking up lots of delicious meal ideas

Niki: Nahaha, I’m happy you’re interested, Kiryu-kun!

Camping food is surprisingly good if you add a few special ingredients and a little extra effort to instant food

Plus, it tastes absolutely delicious, so I recommend it♪!

Kuro: In the end, I’m getting more fired up about what kinda camping food we can make next rather than where we’re going

Niki: You said that earlier, Kiryu-kun.

Don’t you think it’s a good idea to make the club activities focus around eating camping food?

Sora: HiHi~♪ It sounds fun~.  Sora also wanted to go to the “ASOBI club”!

Niki: Rinne is in the “ASOBI club”. Isn’t that guy too disorderly?

Sora: Nope! It’s super fun playing with Gambler-nii-san!

Niki: Gambler-nii-san you say… Harukawa-kun you shouldn’t get involved in bad games!

Kuro: After all, you don’t know when you’ll be busy again. Play when you can.

Niki: Eh? “MDM” is already over, can’t you take it easy for a while?

Kuro: Doesn’t that depend on the person?

Because of “MDM”, some people are busy getting new jobs all at once, while others are running around trying to deal with the aftermath

Actually, danna* seems to be as busy as always?

*Keito. Danna means ’boss’ or ‘husband’.

I kinda feel like it’s similar to New Di, right? I heard from danna that you have less staff compared to other offices.

Sora: Yeah. It feels like they’re so busy and don’t have enough hands~ Sora is worried they’ll collapse from pushing too hard

Kuro: That Aoba guy can manage his own health. I don’t think you need to worry so much…

But, it’s not good to work too hard. He should take a break and relax.

Niki: Yup. Once in a while, I can be free from work, eat something delicious, and rest my body!

Sora: …You two really think so?

Kuro: I guess. Although I can’t be useful even if I help danna with his office work, the only thing I can do is hang out with him for a change of pace.

Sora: ………

Niki: Harukawa-kun? Why the long face?

Sora: The truth is…

Kuro: I see. So you want to hold a staff appreciation party for the staff, but Aoba is too busy to start panning

Niki: Well I think it’s a great idea~ You can eat delicious food and get refreshed

Sora: Sora thought so too. But, starting a staff appreciation party sounds tough?

It seems like you have to think about a lot of things, like manpower and funds~?

Kuro: New Di doesn’t have enough of either of those. But, I think it would be best for Aoba, who knows about the internal situation, to come up with a plan…

Sora knows that it’s tough to hold a staff appreciation party. You have to think about everyone, so it’s better for Senpai to do it

But, if that’s the case, it feels like Senpai will be the only one trying his best

Sora knows that Senpai and the staff are trying their hardest. That’s why Sora wants everyone to be happy~?

But, Sora doesn’t really know what to do to make that happen

Niki: Ah, Harukawa-kun, are you worrying about planning the staff appreciation party yourself?

Sora: Eh?

Niki: Huh, was I wrong? I was almost certain

Sora: No… That’s not wrong, Sora thinks.

Sora wants to say ‘thank you’ to the staff and Senpai for always doing their best for the idols

But… Don’t you think it would be strange for Sora to plan it?

Niki: What’s strange about it? It’ll be okay as long as Harukawa-kun has that feeling!

Sora: But, Sora is nervous about preparing it all alone. Senpai and the others won’t want to lend a hand because they’re busy. More than that, Sora doesn’t want to be a burden

Kuro: If you’re holding a staff appreciation party you’ll need to prepare a venue and meals, it’s hard to do all that by yourself

Haha, project proposals aren’t really my strong point though… Well, maybe if I ask danna for some tips, I can at least watch

Sora: …Eh?

Niki: Ri~ght! I want you to leave the menu to me. I’ll Try planning meals that meet your budget!

Kuro: I’m not so heartless as to tell you to light a fire and just go for it

Sora: Thank you! It‘ll be reassuring if you two are there!

Niki: Now that’s decided, let's discuss planning details!

Kuro: Calm down. We need to make sure it’s okay to hold a staff appreciation party first, let’s go check with that Aoba dude

Sora: HuHu~. Sora hopes we can hold a staff appreciation party that will make Senpai and the others happy~!

[rosethreeart]

Last summer I went, by car, to visit my uncle in the midwest and when we were coming back, the way I knew we were close to nyc was when I started seeing Dunkins again 💀

LMAO yeah that sounds about right 😂

It’s so interesting how certain companies/chains don’t really exist outside of certain areas. Like some sort of weird ecosystem lmao.

Like I’ve never seen a Publix outside of FL or a Wawas outside of NJ

[tissitpoispaita]

ma Ukawina o!

ma Ukawina o kalama suli! tenpo suno pona sin li kama. wawa sina en olin sina li ken wile e, pali e ma pona a. ma Ukawina o anpa ala, o awen e tenpo kama pona. o awen pona, o weka e ike, o kepeken wawa seli sina.

ma Ukawina li suwi li wawa li pali e nasin tawa mi ale. ma ante mute li lon poka sina lon pimeja ike mute mute. ma Ukawina o, sina anpa ala, sina ken lawa e sina sama. kalama musi wawa pi ma ale li pana e wawa lon utala.

ma Ukawina li musi li suli. suno li musi lon telo ona. pona li tawa ma pi ma Lusi, kasi loje laso sin li kama. tenpo li kama. mi mute li ken pakala e lawa pi ma Lusi. ma Ukawina o suno e nasin pi lawa sama pi jan ali.

This is Finnish poet Eino Leino's century-old poem about Ukraine.

Ukrainian version

Another composition sung by protesters at the Russian embassy in Helsinki a year ago

Here are Finnish lyrics and an English singable version. And here's what I aimed my Toki Pona version to sound like, with some notes on the translation:

Ukraine, cry out loud,¹¹ for a peaceful new day is dawning! Your strength and love can demand and build¹ a free² country.³ Ukraine, do not falter, wait for a good future.⁴ Hold steady/stay free, banish the evil, use your fiery power.

Ukraine is beautiful and strong and showed⁵ the way for us all. Many other countries⁶ are by your side in this terrible darkness. Ukraine, you are not lowly, you can be your own master. Grand singing of all the world gives you strength in the battle.⁷

Ukraine is fascinating⁸ and great. Sunlight dances on her waters. Freedom² is coming to the nations of Russia⁶, new purple flowers are growing. The time has come. We can smash Russian rule.⁹ Ukraine, light up the road of democracy.¹⁰

¹ 'wile e, pali e' may be a little nasin nasa.

² Since there is no dedicated word for freedom, I just put pona. It can mean any positive thing here, not just freedom, the meaning won't change much.

³ The original poem rhymes with rhyming lines alternating. Since TP has such a tiny vocabulary, rhyming is hard. I made my job easier by only making half-assed one-vowel rhymes half of the time.

⁴ Upcoming dawn of the nations = good future. Yeah I know, boring.

⁵ I didn't know how to say show, so I used pali, as in 'paved the way'.

⁶ Naming all the same countries as the original would have taken too much syllable space.

⁷ Original is "Can you hear the choir, that is grand and graceful like a sea of fierce nations?" The video I linked translated kauhtuva as fading, but that doesn't make sense in this context, so I trust that torillatavataan's translation (fierce) is more correct. I didn't know how to say more or less the same thing, so I took the music (choir), grandness and nations and made some lines about the world cheering for Ukraine. Hopefully that isn't too far off.

⁸ Can musi convey enchantment or fascination? I hope it doesn't come off as 'silly' or 'frivolous'.

⁹ The original looks like it's mainly about abolishing the monarchy, but tsardom is hard to explain in few words and ending Russian rule also works.

¹⁰ 'lawa sama pi jan ali' sounds more like direct democracy than a republic with representative democracy, but I needed a rhyme with Lusi.

¹¹ Edit: earlier I wrote 'sing loudly' but it sounds wrong actually. Idk how to say in English what kalama suli here means to me

[ihavethreetimdrakeblogs]

>.< sorry for everything lol

@rillette i tried

lyrics by the amazing rillette below the cut (with a bit of my own flair lol)

(car starting)

Yeaaahhh okay

Y’already know who it is

Yeah (car revving) alright

Okay yeah yeah (car revving)

Uh-huh.. lets go.

She green. On my lantern till I corps. Wanna take her back to Balti more Fit so fresh. stay looking like lettuce Ask her to marry says her dad wont let us.

She Krispy on my Kreme call that shit hot and ready. Wanna meet her parents. she said: maybe Crisis in a sector too bad I gotta jet Ask to see her later she says: ok bet. 

Uh. Yeah. Green Lantern.

Go to do my job Day is fucking saved I’m good at my job Back from outer space

Girl call me wawa the way I hoagiefest See her in my dreams girl you the fuckin best

Ask her how she feelin, Say she’s the one for me Tell me she’s just playin Says dont give me no ring

Yuh. Uh.

G-R- Double E- N 

Dick so convenient call me 7. 11. She get the goods and dip Ain’t one for. commitment

Girl a red lantern ring (yuh) The way she broke my heart Got me twirling my hair But she playin from the start (slide whistle noise)

Back in space. Feeling kinda sad See an Earth GL. He asking how I am

Say I miss my lady. She got me hurtin bad Tell me why this dude just laughs (echo: that bitch)

When he worse off than i am?

Nah for real

Saw this fuckin dick Just the other day Sobbin out his eyes Said “she wanted a break” (vine boom sound effect) (roblox oof)

Okay

(car crash sound effect) 

[Speaking]

Serves you fucking right tho! serves you fucking right

I mean- ha ha!

now who’s laughing bitch

[meenatranslates]

[R] Juza | A Single Breakthrough Skill (2/2)

Part 1 // Part 2

This one's kinda hard for me 😵

Translation under the cut

Brush-writing Lecture Time - Part 2

Juza: Did you put ink on the inkstone?

Citron: The preparation is KO'd!

Kazu: Ronron, you can't be KO'd right before you start!

Juza: First, I'll write an example, so please pay attention.

Juza: .....

Kazu: Hyodle, that's a lot of wrinkles between your eyebrows!

Citron: All the children will be scared! You gotta relax! Try to give a big smile like you're gonna laugh!

Juza: L-like this? *smiles broadly*

Citron: ...On second thought, the usual Juza is better. That smile was double the scariness.

Kazu: The children would start crying after seeing that.

Juza: This is hard...

———

Juza: Next, we'll do the "Harai" and "Tome" part.**

Citron: Gotta sweep and stop, got it!*

Juza: Focus on your nerves—.

Like this, this... and this.

Kazu: Nonono, no way the children would understand from all that!

Citron: Like this, this... and this!

Juza: Looks good.

Kazu: "マ"?

Citron: The way Juza teaches is so easy to understand!

Kazu: I see, Ronron's also a hands-on learner type like Hyodle, so unexpectedly, he can understand him through passion alone~.

But, I think there are some children who can't keep up with that kind of teaching.

Juza: What should I do then?

Kazu: Let's see...

How about using more words to explain on how to move the brush? Maybe they'll understand even if it's their first time, right?

Juza: I see...

———

Juza: Stop the brush there.

Citron: L-like this?

Juza: Not horizontally, but vertically.

Citron: T-this is hard...

Juza: Pull it diagonally in the same direction, and stop the brush again from the first sweep stroke.

Citron: L-like this!?

Juza: You went too far. You gotta stop a bit more earlier than that.

Citron: Urgh...

Juza: Once you properly stop, push the brush sideways from there to sweep.

Citron: Ei!

Juza: You sweep too much.

Citron: Oh, this is too hard! The way Juza teaches from earlier was way easier!

Kazu: Hmm... Seems like for Ronron's type, it's hard for them to understand in words.

Juza: The way to teach someone is different depending on the other party... Never thought of that.

Citron-san, let me start over from the beginning.

Citron: STOP! I'm so tired! I sat on my heels for so long that my legs fell asleep!

Kazu: Wanna rest and eat some macarons?

Citron: I'll do that... Oh- wawa!?

Kazu: Ah, the ink..!

Juza: A-are you okay?

Kazu: Oh man, the paper got soaked in ink...

Citron: My legs fell asleep so I lost my balance... Sorry, Juza.

Juza: No, it's my fault that I wasn't teachin' well.

Kazu: Seems like choosing brush pen for the actual class was the right choice.

Juza: Yeah.

I'll have to study more on how to teach...

Kazu: Do your best, Hyodle!

Citron: I'll also support you!

Juza: I'll try my best until I can teach better.

*I had a hard time trying to convey what Citron says.

He said "ハタイタにトドメを刺すネ! / Haraita ni todome wo sasune!" which means "Put an end to the stomachache!".

I'm sure he's just saying similar sounding words, to the word Harai and Tome.

**Tome means "stop", so you must bring the pen or pencil to a complete stop and lift it off the paper at the end of the stroke

Harai means "sweeping". You write this by lifting the pen or pencil up gradually at the end of the stroke while your hand is still in motion.

Story Clear!

[annabethy]

under the mistletoe, watching the fire glow day 18: presents

Character A and Character B save Christmas,, percabeth

Percy has never felt as much horror as he does right now. He’s staring at the back of his closet, in complete terror, his heart dropping to the floor. He can’t breathe or hear or see because there’s supposed to be ten presents and he counts nine.

There was a doll missing. An expensive, eating, talking doll that was all his daughter wanted in life. He swears that he had gotten his daughter the present she wanted most, except apparently, he didn’t because it’s not there.

He tries to think about what to do, but the reality of the situation is he really can’t do anything. He’s pretty sure every four-year-old girl on this planet wanted the doll he thought he had sitting in the closet for Christmas. There’s approximately zero chance he’s going to be able to get his hands on it only five days before Christmas, so. He’s screwed.

Percy thinks he has to at least try anyways. He’d nearly ruined Christmas last year because he hadn’t known how to wrap presents, and his neighbor had to help him at three in the morning, which was embarrassing to say the least. He’s determined to not fail that badly this year, and that’s exactly why he’s standing back outside that same neighbor’s door after dropping his daughter off at school.

“I need help,” is the first thing he says when the door swings open.

“Good morning to you too,” Annabeth says.

“I messed up,” he breathes, but he steps forwards to plant a quick kiss on her lips. “I need your help. Desperately.”

“What did you do?”

“You know that doll that my kid’s been talking about for months?”

“The one I have sitting in the back of my car for mine, I’m sure.”

He pauses. “You have one?!”

“You don’t?”

He whines, “I thought I did but turns out I completely forgot to get it.”

She laughs in his face.

“This isn’t funny. This is a Christmas crisis.”

“Yeah. You fucked up.”

“You’re my girlfriend. Aren’t you supposed to help me?”

“Five days before Christmas?” She snorts. “Good luck.”

Percy runs his fingers through his hair, frustrated. “Our girls are at school, so I need you to go shopping with me.”

“What good am I going to be for a doll that you’re going to have to murder someone to get your hands on it?” “Well, you tend to murder people with your eyes. It used to be scary, but now it’s useful.”

“Your master plan is to unleash me in a store so I can commit homicide over a toy?”

“I don’t care what you do as long as we get that doll, so come on.” He waves his keys in her face. “Get in the car.”

She gives him a humored look and opens her door wider. “Come in. I’m going to need a minute.”

Annabeth actually ends up needing twenty minutes, something he helpfully reminds her of as she’s getting dressed. His rush definitely doesn’t stop him from enjoying the view, but the shirt that she throws at his face does.

By the time they’re finally out of the house, they are on a mission. Annabeth’s sitting in the passenger seat of the car, and as Percy rightfully predicted, she is out for blood. Her phone is in her hand as she switches from app to app in search of anyone who has the toy.

Percy’s hand grips the steering wheel tightly. Driving in New York in December is not something he’s ever enjoyed doing with the way people drive like animals, but Christmas is in the line, and he too has turned into an animal.

“Any luck?” he asks hopefully, drifting down the highway.

“A store an hour away says they have it in stock,” she says. “Only one left, so drive fast.”

“Make that twenty minutes,” he says, and then he’s stepping on the gas. It’s a lot of switching in and out of lanes because people don’t understand that he has places to be. Every two seconds, Annabeth screaming out a status update, which has startled him enough to almost crash at least twice.

“It’s still in stock!”

“Yes, thank you babe, because I was sure that it had been sold within the last thirty seconds.”

Annabeth mutters something under his breath, but there’s a faint smile on his face. Despite being as stressed as he is that he’s failed as a father for the second year in a row, he surely loves spending time with her like this. She’s such a cutthroat person, and it warms his heart.

“Oh, someone bought it.”

Percy groans. “Of course they did.”

“Keep driving this way. There’s a store thirty minutes ahead that might have it.” Another beat passes. “Never mind.”

“She’s going to hate me,” he says.

“Probably. Even I know it’s the one thing she wanted more than anything.”

“Way to rub it in.”

“I do it because I love you.”

He feels pretty upset, but the words raise his mood instantly. If his daughter disowns him, at least he has the love of his life to help him through it. “I love you too, even though you like to tease me.” “Just keeping you on your toes.” She shifts in the seat and points further down the road. “Take this exit. We’re going to do this old fashioned.”

He listens. “Old fashioned?”

She grins. “We’re going to a toy store.”

The second they walk in, Percy feels like sneezing. It’s a bit dustier than he would like, and the lightest isn’t the best, but there aren’t many people there, so he thinks he at least has a chance of finding the toy. Annabeth slides her hand into his as they stroll around, and he pulls her closer into his side. He tries to keep his eyes looking for the toy, but he quickly learns that it wasn’t going to help. The toys here didn’t seem to be the most up-to-date, but he doesn’t say anything. He’s come to terms that that toy is just not happening. He’ll probably end up compensating for it with an overload of different toys, so he uses this time instead to enjoy time alone with Annabeth. They’re usually with their kids whenever they’re together, and their girls have quickly become best friends (much to his delight — he thinks he might want to marry Annabeth), so it’s nice to be alone outside of the house.

Not that he minds being inside the house alone either, if you know what he means. He thinks there should be a healthy balance.

“Are you okay?” she asks softly, bumping his shoulder. He shrugs. “Just disappointed. She was so excited for it.”

“Let’s go try another place then,” she says, turning in his arms. He instinctively wraps his arms around her waist, placing a kiss on the top of her head.

“Let’s just go home and snuggle instead,” he says. “I don’t think we’re going to be finding that toy anytime soon.”

“I don’t mind snuggles,” she tells him, smiling. “But let’s try one more place, yeah? Or we can get something to eat?”

It’s not until she mentions food that he realizes how hungry he really is. He doesn’t remember eating at all that day, too in a rush in the morning, and the afternoon being no different. He kisses her softly again. “Let’s go on a Christmas lunch date.”

That Christmas lunch date ends up being in the front seats of his car, but he’s not picky. They’re in the parking lot of wawa, Annabeth with mac n cheese in her hands, and Percy with a cheeseburger. As she eats, Percy keeps his eyes on her. Everything she does is so cute, including eating, and he doesn’t know if it’s normal to feel this way about someone. Her cheeks are still hinted pink from when they’d been outside ten minutes prior, and she’s still wearing a knitted hat. She looks so warm that he desperately wants to pull her onto his lap and just hold her.

“What are you looking at?” she asks, spoon hovering in front of her mouth.

Percy smiles at her fondly. “You.”

“Why?”

“Because I love you,” he says. “And you’re so pretty all the time.”

“All the time?”

“All the time,” he confirms, setting his food aside so he can lean towards her, nuzzling his face in her neck. He kisses the soft skin twice. “When you wake up, and when you fall asleep, you’re always so perfect.”

“You watch me sleep?” she teases.

“Sometimes,” he admits. “You don’t stay over every night. Otherwise, I would cuddle you to sleep every day.”

“Sounds dreamy.”

“It would be.” He pulls his head off of her so he can look her in the eyes. Overwhelming love stares back at him, and for a moment, he cannot think of anything except her. She’s so beautiful and perfect, and it’s taken him this long to find her. She’s there for him, and she loves his daughter, and he loves hers. She drops everything to go on a run to save Christmas with him, and he’s in love with her.

He wants to fall asleep to her and wake up to her. Not just sometimes, but every night and every morning. He wants to wake up on Christmas morning to their kids bouncing on their bed to wake their parents up, to share a look with her that screams ‘tired but in love’ with each other and the life they’ve created.

“Move in with me,” he blurts out.

Annabeth laughs. “What?”

“I’m serious,” he says, sitting up straighter. “Let’s move in together. I love you, and I want to spend the rest of our lives together, and… I want to marry you someday.”

She blinks, and he feels panic take over for a second before she smiles again, teeth sparkling and white. “Percy… are you being serious?” He laughs. “I am.”

“You want to move in with me?”

“I do.”

Annabeth stares at him for a second, unmoving, before she’s rushing forwards, pressing her lips to his. He responds enthusiastically, his heart fluttering, having him feel lightheaded in the best way possible. “Let’s move in together,” she mutters against him, and Percy can’t stop smiling. Teeth clash, but he can’t find it in him to quell the grin.

He’s pretty sure people are walking by outside the car wondering why they’re practically making out in the car, but they stay like that anyways until they can no longer breathe.

“I love you,” he says. “Thank you for trying to help me save Christmas.”

“Help you save Christmas?”

“Mission objective failed. There’s going to be no doll under that tree.”

“Okay, so…” Annabeth’s tongue presses out slightly between her lips as she bites down to smother a smile. “What if I told you that I actually have two of them?”

“I’m sorry. You what?”

“I had a feeling you might forget, so I just got two of them.”

“Oh my god.”

“I know I’m a god.”

“I can’t believe you let me drive around the city for hours for no reason!”

“It wasn’t for no reason! I wanted to spend time with you!”

“We could have spent time together doing something more romantic than panicked Christmas shopping!”

“I didn’t want to do something else,” she says. “This was perfect. More realistic.”

“You’re a little tease, you know that?”

She pokes his cheek, and he nips lightly at her finger. “Yeah, but you still want to move in with me anyways.”

“Now that you’re going to give me the present that saves Christmas? How could I not?”

She leans across the center console so she can kiss him properly. “You could always just marry me instead.”

“The thing is I’m actually considering it,” he says playfully, though he’s telling the truth. “I could get down on one knee right now.”

She grins and kisses him again. “Next Christmas,” she says, sounding a lot like a promise. He doesn’t mind waiting until next Christmas. He has everything he needs right here in front of him. “Next Christmas, I’m going to make you my wife.”

Annabeth’s fingers run through his hair and pull him in closer. “I’ll be waiting,” she says, and Percy just knows they’re going to live an amazing life together.

The person he fell in love with is the person that helped him save Christmas, and he doesn’t mind one bit.