#i should've got on that boat with you

[velveteenoutlaw]

me and the bad bitch i pulled by beating up their art critics

[nenoname]

wait did people actually interpret the stan o war ending as them not going back to gravity falls for a few months every year and instead as them only ever staying on the boat?? i thought that them staying for summers or just regular breaks + them constantly having video chats with family and friends was something everyone just assumed lol

(people tend to forget their motto of 'growing old doesn't mean growing up' too huh)

[i-loved-silly]

(PART 2) - WOLVERINE x READER x DEADPOOL — fuckup twinsies

dp&w spoilers!! + slight gore description --- part 1

Okay, recap.

Your perfect little day in dimension-travel-jail was interrupted. You almost got knocked out by two muscular men who came down from the sky like little drunk angels, who in turn happened to be famous characters. You don't know how you didn't realize earlier, guess timeline hopping also slowly melts your brain. You should really get an MRI exam sometime.

You almost passed out again when you realized you were chest-to-chest with Deadpool. Wade Wilson. Heart to heart. Body to body. Tip to tip, if that applies to you.

"You're real. I'm real. We're real." You deadpanned, stars almost twinkling in your eyes. No, maybe it wasn't the first time you've met a Deadpool. But this guy? He was the real deal. The original. How the hell did an original end up here?

"Pfft, you thought we were just drawings on paper? Two of the world's sexiest men in skintight costumes? Wrong. We're the real deal here, friendo. Can I call you that? Or will you try to kill me? You know I really didn't mean to crash into you I rea--"

"Alright, listen here. Wade, shut up. You," Logan pointed a finger at him then at you, still being embraced by Wade. "Do you understand any of the...nonsense he's talking about? Because I don't, and I don't. Have. Time for this. It's either you help me get out of here or get out of my way."

"Woah woah woah, since when did that 'we' turn into 'me'?" Wade reluctantly let go of you to walk up to Logan, his hands landing on his hips. "You're not the only one trapped here, you know, we're kind of all in the same boat here. We all fucked up our lives and it was definitely our fault bu--ACK"

You gasped, watching in horror as three silver claws stabbed straight through Wade's torso and out his back. Logan stalked closer, his scowl deepening. "Come again?" He taunted, his teeth grinding. Before Wade could get a word out, Logan turned his hand, twisting the blades inside of him.

"G-owww, FUCK. God, I swear this happened differently in another universe. Somehow hurts more this ti--" Logan stopped him again and began lifting him up in the air. By the torso. With his claws inside, being the only thing holding him up.

Your eyes widened, "Hey, guys stop that! Logan!"  You yelled, taking a step forward, your hands held up in the air defensively.

Logan briefly glanced in your direction and grunted, tossing Wade to the side. “Move aside, bub. We need to settle some things.” Then he…lunged at Wade. They just started fucking fighting each other.

You backed up, watching everything go down. This could not be real. “I thought…you guys wanted out?” You muttered, your voice barely heard over their grunting and blades clashing.

“You know it’s true, so--argh, no hard feelings, right? Plus, I forgive you Wolvie.”

“I don’t give a damn about what you think, Wade. It’s all your fucking fault I was dragged into this. I was doing just fine without yo—“

“Just fine? You call spending all your days at bars and drinking all their supply just fine? While your life crumbles around you like a house of cards. If we were really on the TVA's watchlist, maybe they should've just sent us all to anger management sessions, huh?"

“Stop fighting!” You shouted in a voice heavy with irritation, grabbing a clump of sand from the ground and hurling it in their direction.

Logan, reacting instinctively, closed his eyes and shoved Wade aside, now choking and coughing violently. “What the hell?”

Simultaneously, Wade spun to face away, retching into the sand. “Oh god it’s inside of my mask. It’s in my face hole—“

Logan regained himself quicker than Wade, to where he immediately brushed aside the sand on his face and stomped towards you. You took a step back, by the sight of his fists clenched and white knuckles you swore he was about to beat you. “Waitwaitwait! I don’t have healing factor!” You rambled and held your hands out.

He paused in his tracks, his jaw visibly clenching as he tried to control his anger. Yeah, maybe he was used to taking out his frustrations on himself and now..Deadpool. But he couldn’t do that to you. You’re not even involved in whatever shit they got themselves into. You didn't deserve to get roped in their..mess, whatever it was. He let out an annoyed breath and swiveled away, seething internally. "I wasn't going to hurt you."

You slowly put your hands down, then looked around to see Wade still rolling on the floor. Upon hearing Logan, he snapped his head towards you both, the eyes of his mask widening. Before he could even get a little, tiny, miniscule word out, you spoke.

"ANYWAY...ehm..you both want out, yes? This is all one big mistake? I could help you. I've survived out here this long without being brutally killed." You forced a grin, facing the two. They blinked.

"Killed? What..who is in charge of killing here?" Logan narrowed his eyes.

Wade stood up to his feet, popping his wrist back into place. "There's--" His face under his mask soured, god he could still feel the sand particles crunching around between his teeth.

"ugh, there's others around? What kind of crazies would wanna live here?" He raised his arms, gesturing the vastness of this dystopian desert. Camera pans out, there's an echo to his voice, a tumbleweed passes by, you know what i mean

You scoffed, still very much salty about your own situation even though it's been years. "It's not like it was a choice. The only person could who take us out is Cassandra Nova, and she does not use her powers for that. She's basically with the freaking TVA, from what I know."

A singular laugh escaped Logan, his lips turning up in a knowing smirk, "Really now? How bad could she be?"

"Uh..let's see..multiple counts of murder, enslavement, power abuse, she's sadistic, evil, has a whole paragraph worth of powers. Unstoppable, basically?" You shrugged.

"I think we could get along."

"No, Wade."

"How do we get to her?" Logan crossed his arms. Perhaps he was the only one taking this seriously. You had gotten used to it already, but you too remembered how badly you wanted to leave this place at first.

"You two seem in a rush. "

"Yeah, well we're in a rush because I've got a whole-ass timeline to save, not to mention I also made a pinky swear to this guy over here. I promised the gruff-beard that I'd help him clean up his messy timeline, like a stain of last nights left ove-"

"Got it!" You exclaimed, interrupting him. "But uh, is that even possible? To..fix your guys' timelines, I mean."

"It better be," Logan glared at Wade. "Because otherwise, I'm going to tear you apart." He sneered, really making his point by leaning closer to him. These guys need to kiss already.

You nervously smiled. If another fight starts, you swear you were going to start ripping your own face off. "Okay! I know someone, guys! We'll all help eachother out, he's real nice, which means you probably won't like him--but he'll help! Follow me."

Oh, you knew someone alright. He was the most suburban-canadian guy you knew.

Lot's of dialogue in this, oops. This fic is kinda going off the plot of the movie, so I'm sure you know who you'll meet next! Leave ideas in the comments if you have any, since this fic is very freestyle and let me now...should i include the car scene we all wanted or too soon? GOODBYE! taglist <3 : @pink-jello-fish @radiantdanvers @superlegend216 @salted-snailz @wolfsune09 @jxssimae @remuslupinsfavoritebook @flannelforthetoads @rowanlovesmoonknight @bengewatch @i-shall-be-the-possum1 @kyriekurokami @marymustdie @tzurue @euinein @sophiemajokie @itsrainingtodayyy

[buckyalpine]

Please do a teeny story where buckys kitty is all over a y/n and he is so flustered about it. These pics of my cat who is a Turkish Angora. I like to think he might look a bit like Alpine 😉

I'm here for all the domestic fluff rn. WHAT A CUTE BABY PLSSSS absolutely yes your fur baby looks like such a little angel. That is most certainly Bucky's sweet Alpine.

Bucky finally moved into a new apartment. One with proper heating and lighting. A comfy bed he actually liked to sleep in. Furniture he picked out. It was a simple space but he liked it. He even got a few plants and hung up a few pictures, most of them with Sam and Steve.

His favorite place was surprisingly the kitchen. After years of tasteless mush and not exactly feasting every day back in he 40's, Bucky loves trying experimenting with different recipes and recreating ones he remembered his ma making for him.

Then there was his favorite thing in the whole world. A little white ball of fur that would slink around his legs all day, meowing for pets and cuddles, purring so loudly Bucky was sure the neighbors could hear. He'd never meant to get a cat but all it took was one charity event at a local animal shelter and the rest was history. He couldn't resist those adorable blinking eyes and soft, wispy fur.

-

"Alp?" Bucky rubbed his eyes, curious as to why there wasn't a fuzzy motor boat purring on his chest while the sun streamed through the curtains. "Where'd you go, baby"

It wasn't rare for Alpine to wake up earlier than Bucky, sauntering around the apartment to lay under a patch of sun. He swung his legs over, making his way to the kitchen to make breakfast for both him and his cat only to find the apartment empty and the cat door swinging.

"I should've never installed that" Bucky groaned to himself, deciding to continue making breakfast in hopes that Alpine would be back shortly whilst also wondering why he thought it would be a good idea to give his cat a sense of independence. Moments later, Bucky heard the swinging of the flap, announcing the arrival of the fur ball.

"Where did you go" Bucky cocked his head, noting the way his cat was smugly licking his lips before jumping onto his cat tree and stretching out for a nap. "For fucks sake, you're worse than Steve, running off God knows where and doing who knows what"

A knock of the door broke Bucky away from the conversation he was having, his eyes growing wide seeing his pretty neighbor on the other side.

"H-hi" Bucky stuttered, smiling down at the PJ's you were still in along with soft bunny slippers on your feet, sleep still evident on your face. Before either of you could speak, Alpine trotted over, walking right past Bucky and straight to you. He stood up on his hind legs with needy meows, batting his eyes as best as he could, something he very clearly learned from his owner.

"Alpine" Bucky hissed, his cheeks growing red while his cat continued to paw at your leg, trying to climb you like a tree, begging to be picked up.

"Is he yours" you giggled, picking up the fussy cat in your arms, letting him adjust himself until he was comfy, his eyes closing for a nap. "He was at my door this morning"

"You can't nap there baby" Bucky sighed, embarrassed over the fact that his cat was rubbing himself all over you plus he'd clearly just revealed Alpine wore the pants in the relationship. "Yeah, he's mine. I'm so sorry, he's usually not like that, he usually runs away from people-

"It's okay" you cooed at the content cat in your arms, giving him another snuggle before turning to Bucky again. Something silver in your hand caught his eyes, running and hand over his face when he realized what you were holding.

His cat was a menace.

"He left this at my place while coming for a visit. Thought I should bring it back to its rightful owner, Sargent" You said shyly, handing over Bucky's dogtags, your breath hitching as your fingers brushed over his metal hand, placing them in his palm.

"Supposed I should give this back to you as well" you handed over Alpine, torn between wanting to cuddle the fur baby more and also feeling jealous of how comfy he must've felt in his daddy's thick arms, resting against his strong chest-

Get a hold of yourself.

"Thank you, doll" The pet name slipped out on is own making both of you giddy again. "I-I was just about to make breakfast, if you want to come over in half an hour" Bucky offered, nervous at how your react, butterflies bursting in his tummy when your eyes lit up.

"I'd love that" You gave Alpine one last scratch behind the ears before retracting back to your apartment to get changed while Bucky closed the door behind him.

"I know you want a mommy but you can't just plant yourself into the arms of the first pretty girl you see" Bucky's muffled voice carried through the door making your cheeks heat up, smiling to yourself when Alpine meowed in response.

"I know you have good taste but you know I would've asked her out eventually. You didn't have to drag my dogtags there"

"Meow"

"I'm not scared"

"Meow"

"I'm not!"

"...Meow"

"Fine. But you let me handle this when she comes over"

"Meow"

[m00nkissedlover]

・｡Midnight Kisses🕯️

You've ordered: black cherry merlot affogato! enjoy!

"Your lips, my lips, apocalypse"

Regulus Black x reader | word count: 1,252 words

Summary: neither of you can sleep...you wonder why 🕯️

Warnings: (MDNI) mild spice, heated kissing/ making out, intimate touches

Note: more proof that i need regulus cranially- (who said that?🫢) ngl...this is kinda messy imo. i tried to tweak this as much as i could, but in the end, this is all that was produced.....uh....enjoy, ig?

The common room was quite enough to hear a pin drop, save for the sound of the crackling fireplace and the sound of you flipping a page in the book you were reading. With it being this late at night, almost 5 till midnight, you should've been tucked away in the comfort of your bed. There was just one problem:

You couldn't get even a wink of sleep.

You weren't sure what was keeping you awake, keeping you up tossing and turning in the sheets, making you find an escape in the book you planned to read until your eyelids felt heavy. But your thoughts were soon explained as the door to the common room opened and someone stepped inside.

That someone...was your boyfriend, Regulus. Click! Now it all made sense: you'd been subconsciously thinking of him.

"Y/n, what are you doing in here? It's the middle of the night." Regulus questioned, making his way over to you.

Your eyes drifted down to the book he held then back up to his eyes. looks like you were both in the same boat.

"Doing the same thing you're coming to do. Read till sleep takes over." you answered, scooting over and making space for him to sit with you.

You watched as Regulus settled into the couch, cracking open his book and beginning to read from where he left off. He could feel your eyes on him, his free hand wandering to find yours underneath the blanket around your body.

"Need something, love?" the Slytherin asked, his nose still in his book.

You felt a strange tingle run through your body as you gently squeezed his hand and shook your head, flipping the page in your own book.

"No, just...happy you're here..." you muttered, running your thumb over the back of his hand.

Then, he turned to you, slowly leaning in. You felt your breath hitch as he did so, your face starting to heat up. Regulus stared at you for a few seconds before chuckling a little and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

"Happy reading, love." he murmured, pulling away and going back to his book.

Not even a minute had passed before you were peeking over the pages of your book to sneak a glance at Regulus. He looked so entranced by what he was reading: his lips pursed together in a thin line, his eyes dancing over the words on the pages, his tongue darting out every few seconds to wet his slightly chapped lips. His long, slender fingers turned the pages with such a delicate touch, even his breathing captivated you in this moment.

You weren't sure what came over you, but before you knew it, you were moving closer to him, leaning in to better take in his features. Your hand came up and lightly brushed some stray curls from his face.

He blinked, snapping out of his little trance before setting eyes on you. That's when he noticed just how close you were.

"What are you....doing?" Regulus whispered, his grey eyes shining as if they held the universe's stars in them.

"Oh, uh.....you had some hair in your eyes. thought it might be hard for you to read..." you murmured, realizing you'd been caught.

Regulus raised an eyebrow, giving you a slight appreciative nod. "Thanks."

"Can I read with you?" the question made Regulus laugh a little. He didn't ask questions, nodding his head and trying not to laugh as you quickly nestled up to him.

He angled the book so that you could both see, your eyes scanning the text on the pages. As you read, you absentmindedly started to mess with the hem of Regulus's shirt.

He tried to ignore it, but that got harder the closer your hands got to his bare skin. You were now tracing random circles over his side, your touch making him shiver. Now it was his turn to stare at you.

"You know...you're making it awfully difficult to focus, darling."

"Am I?" you whispered, looking up from the book momentarily. The tinted flush on Regulus's cheeks gave you your answer.

"Well...what if I want you," you began, your hand slowly creeping up his shirt. "to focus on something else?"

That...that was it. Before he knew it, Regulus was already leaning in, your lips meeting in a slow and soft embrace.

You had expected for him to be overly passionate and heated, but he took his time with the kiss. It was soft and gentle, but also very loving and intimate. Your heart fluttered in your chest as Regulus moved his hands from your face to your sides, his fingers tapping against your clothed hip bones. The blanket you had around your shoulders found a new home on the floor.

Your hands traveled up to lace through his dark hair, a soft gasp spilling from your lips to his as he pulled you fully into his lap. Your bodies melded together like finely sculpted clay, as if the two of you were destined to be together from the beginning of time itself.

The tingles in your stomach continued even as Regulus pulled away, resting his forehead against yours. The look in his eyes was one of pure love and devotion, making your heart skip a beat.

"I can't...I can't stop thinking about you. you occupy my every thought." he proclaimed between breaths, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip.

"Regulus..." you whispered, tucking a tuft of hair behind his ear. Simply hearing you say his name lit another fire in his heart and you couldn't get another breath out before his lips were caressing yours once again.

"You...you're...everything to me." Regulus spoke softly between kisses, one of his hands beginning to mess with the hem of your shirt.

Feeling his fingertips brush against the skin of your side sent a satisfying shiver down your spine. He took advantage of your gasp to deepen the kiss, pulling you flush against him.

Your whole body felt warm and tingly. Your heart was going a mile a minute and a familiar warmth pooled in your stomach. Goosebumps rose on your skin as Regulus's hand slipped further up your shirt and splayed out over your stomach.

And Regulus, the poor boy. He could hardly contain himself. His senses were filled with nothing but you: his hands feeling the warmth of your skin, his tongue tasting the sweetness of your own, his ears taking in a gentle noises you'd make, his nose picking up on your naturally pleasant scent, his eyes observing your blushing and panting face as he pulled away. Damn the need for air.

You took in his disheveled appearance: his half-lidded gray eyes, his slightly swollen pink lips, his mussed hair, and flushed cheeks. It made your heart skip a beat as he laced your fingers together with his free hand, gently kissing your knuckles.

"You're staring, darling." he murmured against your skin as he moved to kiss the back of your hand.

"Is it so bad to stare at someone who's so beautiful inside and out?" you posed, your breath hitching as his fingertips trailed over your waistband.

"I guess not....stare all you want, but only if I can do the same." and with that, he let himself go, completely surrendering himself to you and you alone.

The two of you were so caught up in each other, so oblivious to anything happening outside your little bubble. But that was alright. For tonight, you didn't mind at all. 🕯️

© m00nkissedlover, 2024

[burningcheese-merchant]

YOU!!! YOU GOT ME INTO HAVING BEAST X ANCIENT AS MY GUILTY COMFORT SHIPS!!! HOW DARE YOU!!!

Guilty? Of what? Guilt implies wrongdoing, which I have not committed and neither have you :) I am but a humble merchant, peddling my humble wares. Caveat emptor, my anon friend. Beast x Ancient is a highly addictive substance, it says so on the tin. Maybe you should've thought it through better :)

"How dare you". Lol. Lmao, even. How dare I? I dare like THIS

Oh nooooooo Mystic Flour stopped being an emotion-denying pussy and finally popped the question!!! Dark Cacao said yes!!! Look at them gooooooo I hope their honeymoon is nice

Can it be? Is it... them? Is it Shadow Milk with his other half? His most treasured marionette? His dear Silly Vanilly? Are they enjoying a nice, romantic lunch together in the cute little date area I designed previously? Is Shadow Milk laying the flirting on extra thick? Is Pure Vanilla laughing and playing along? Are they trying to feed each other? Is Shadow Milk making kissy faces? Are they happy? Are they in love? Can they live without each other?

Whoooooaaaaaa what's that? What's that special, admittedly haphazardly constructed Valentine's Day area? What's it for? WHO is it for???

NO WAY!!!!!! BURNINGCHEESE IS REAL!!!!! THEY GOT CAUGHT IN 4K!!!! QUICK GET THE TABLOIDS!!!! GET THE PAPARAZZI!!!

Look at them together on the swan boat 🥹 so happy! So smitten with each other! Burning Spice and his precious thief, his beautiful little bird, his delicious prey; Golden Cheese and her love, her darling, her handsome brute, her ruby 🥹🥹🥹

And the LOVE BOX! Ice cream date in the love box! The lighthearted bickering! The banter, that amusing little back-and-forth they always love to have with each other! Her confidence and wit, his straightforward passion! Neither ever backing down from each other! Neither repent or have any regrets! Nothing here but joy and fun and affection!

And... the chocolate tent 👀 wonder what they're up to in there, huh? What are those looks they're giving each other? What's that seductive pose Burning Spice is striking? Are they just relaxing after a lovely day together? Maybe having some more dessert? Having each other for dessert? Are they conceiving Pepper Jack in there 👀👀👀 (that place better be soundproof, man)

You will join me in the Beast x Ancient abyss!!! You will love the complex dynamic that exists between the 5 pairs!!! You will analyze them incessantly to the point that you can make 10k word posts about them and their relationships!!! You will start imagining fanchildren!!! You will want to explore them in all aspects: standard toxicity, Beast redemption, Ancient corruption, forbidden love, and everything in between!!! IN THE END, YOU WILL BECOME ME! AND IT'S GONNA FEEL GOOD

Ok I'm done being stupid now lol. Welcome to the dark side, Anon, we have cookies with psychological issues and hero/villain codependent romances

[tsxkkis]

# tobio kageyama - mosquitoes

a/n = another (kinda) stupid one while i'm actually suffering from all the mosquito bites i have (i'm dying over here fr)

summary = kageyama mistakes your hickeys for mosquito bites.

warnings = hickeys, mentions of making out, 3rd year kageyama being a little stupid as he is

"what happened to you?"

kageyama's curious frame appeared behind you, making you jump on your bed in surprise. for a moment, you almost forgot he was supposed to come over to your house today; only then realizing that your mom probably opened the door for him, welcoming him with a warm smile as usual.

seeing the puzzled look on your face at his question, kageyama sighed as he came up closer, hand pointing to the few small marks on your neck.

"you should get something that will get the mosquitoes away from your room." he explained, face genuinely concerned as he sat down next to you, seeing you open up the camera app on your phone. "aren't there some scents that make them go away or something?"

his question fell on deaf ears as you were more focused on finding out just what marks was he talking about exactly, an annoyed huff leaving your lips when you couldn't get the angle right to see them in your phone camera.

you stood up, walking over to the big mirror standing in the corner of your room, a focused look on your face as you got your hair away to not disturb your view. kageyama observed in silence, a look of confusion on his face when he watched you laugh at the sight of the marks, your eyes finally catching them in the mirror.

"what's so funny? you really should get some window net for those mosquitoe-"

"kageyama, those aren't exactly mosquito bites."

hearing you say his name stopped him from talking, his face softening up a little, only to be overtaken by confusion right after. you could only look at him, waiting for him to connect the dots in his head.

the moment he finally did, his eyes widened as he quickly looked away from embarrassment.

"oh."

oh.

you laughed again, the sound echoing through your room. he was in his third year of high school, he should've realized sooner, shouldn't he? but at the same time, you were his first-ever girlfriend, first kiss, first anything romantically related, to be honest. it wasn't his fault for not connecting the dots right away.

kageyama recalled the situation from the day before, the thoughts making his cheeks glow a deep shade of red; memories of his hands on your hips, lips moving against his eagerly as he tried not to show just how stressed about all of it he was, seemingly confident in his every move.

it felt right for him to move his lips towards your neck at some point, the gasp you let out at the contact only proving him right. he softly nibbled at the skin, hands squeezing your hips tighter to prevent you from feeling just how shaky they were.

he definitely overheard his older teammates, tanaka especially, talking about it in their previous years of high school, boating about how it's the "thing girls love the most" or something of this sort. he couldn't remember the words correctly, as it was almost a year ago already, but he still had that conversation in the back of his head.

only kageyama forgot about the part where it actually leaves marks.

"you're awfully red right now, tobio." your voice abruptly stopped his trail of thoughts, his awkward and embarrassed face making you giggle a little under your breath as you ruffled his hair. "don't worry about it. my mom hasn't seen them."

he let out a deep breath, one he didn't even know he was holding in, body relaxing a bit at the information.

"she would murder me if she found out, wouldn't she?" he muttered, head instinctively going to rest on your shoulder as you sat down next to him.

"probably."

a silence fell over you two for a moment, your hand coming up to gently brush through his hair, kageyama leaning into your touch.

"but you..." the boy hesitated for a bit, thinking of how to word his thoughts properly. "...liked it, right?"

he heard you hum, nodding your head in response, the slightest bit of embarrassment gracing your face, and it was enough of an answer for him.

kageyama's lips curved slightly in a faint smile.

maybe eavesdropping on his upperclassmen conversations during practice those prior years wasn't all that bad for him after all.

taglist: @ox1-lovesick @moonswolfie @wyrcan

[saeist]

sae has always been private about his life.

whether you were his long time teammate or the press (that he despises so much), you still won't be able to name a handful of things about him.

privacy is something that means so much to sae as he is someone who is always out in the spotlight, cameras and eyes always ogling him and watching his every move when he's out

so that could only mean that your relationship with the midfielder superstar is private. it's private, but it's not a secret. or at least the media or his teammates, hell, everyone around him (including his own manager) doesn't know who you are.

sae would just post a vague picture of your one of many secret little dates. he would literally just post like the table or like the scenery if you two were at the beach or something.

it isn't much but its enough to keep the media fed for awhile on what's going on sae's life behind closed doors

what the people don't know is that you, his significant other, is also well acquainted with the team. as you were their team manager.

that would only mean that you and sae publicly (or at least to the team) interact with each other. just on a professional level. although when sae can't help himself, he does occasionally intentionally brush his fingers against your hand when you give him his towel or water bottle.

it's also the same with your lingering stares when you monitor the team during practice matches.

i mean it's not that anyone would notice either way. you were supposed to look after them at the end of the day.

currently the team was practicing hard for the upcoming match with blue lock. that meant more hours in the training facilities and more time monitoring their status

if we were being honest, you were quite a looker. the team themselves would flirt with you in broad daylight. so much that sometimes aiku couldn't help himself that he has to announce to the whole world that they have a "hot and beautiful manager"

now the question remains of how you managed to bag the sae itoshi. but if sae was being 100% truthful to himself, the question should've been how did sae manage to bag YOU.

there could be so many ways on you and the red head midfielder got together but it just boils down to the fact that you two are so much alike. as corny as it sounds it was like you found your other puzzle piece and vice versa.

you didn't manage to annoy sae with just standing there and it was nice to see some fresh air with the fact you didn't literally did everything in your power as a team manger to get close to him as some previous team managers used to do (at least to him)

and not that sae would admit it (it would hurt his pride) but it did sting a little when his little super star charm didn't work shit on you. you just carried on your manager duties and tended to everyone the same. no special treatment what-so-ever

sae liked the fact you were the first one to initiate this private relationship especially to the team as he was also on the same boat. he wasn't the type to boast his new girlfriend to the team so sae does not mind one bit that your relationship with him is kept under the rug.

as cocky as he is, he absolutely loves the thrill and adrenaline he gets when he is sure that no one is watching, he loves the shared kisses in secluded places like the hallways, your office, hell even in the infirmary. it's the little moments like that makes your relationship exciting

but just like the good things in your relationship, there were also bad ones.

the one thing that sae hates the most is that his own oblivious teammates like to flirt with you right in front of him. he himself is not sure whether or not they were just messing around but something in him just wants to shut them all up at once for good by just kissing you right in front of them.

especially aiku and sendou who can't seem to keep his hands off of you.

the gruesome practice finally ends for the day and all players (minus sae who stayed behind to practice more of his passes) were now on their way back to their own places. you still weren't finished with your daily paperwork about the team's progress so you also stayed behind

"you should finish up soon, i'm almost done typing today's paperwork" you tell your boyfriend who was sweaty as hell. wiping his sweat with his shirt, exposing his toned abdomen for you to see. (it's one of his ways to tease you while you were working. what an ass!)

sae doesn't say anything which was weird because during times like this, he would be the one to strike up conversations as there is no one else in the vicinity besides the two of you. one of your rare moments together during work

"sae?"

"i heard you the first time" he grumbles, grabbing the ball and tossing it to the nearby storage room. you stopped typing and eyed him from your laptop. why was he giving you attitude all of a sudden?

sae silently changes from his sweaty jersey to a new fresh dry-fit shirt and plops down beside you. he watches you finish up what seems to be individual reports about each player before you closed your laptop and leaned back on your chair, stretching your tired limbs after a long day of work.

you don't like how silent he has been so you turn to look at him with raised eyebrows. your silent way of asking him what's wrong

sae shrugs and motions you to lean on him, to which you happily oblige. he wraps an arm around your neck before pulling you in for a messy kiss.

"ew you're sweaty" you tease, giggling as you pull away. sae could only huff as his response before leaning his head on top of yours.

"i don't like how they flirt with you" sae casually brings up, breaking the silence between the two of you. you give him a puzzled look and observed his face in case there was a follow up to that vague statement.

there you noticed the slight hurt? jealousy? something you can't pinpoint in his eyes.

not that you would ever tell this to him but his eyes were always something you look at when he's talking to you as they express the emotions he was really feeling. so this time, his eyes tell you that he feels hurt by the whole ordeal

you grab his hand and intertwine them with yours. "do you want to announce our relationship to the team?" you start fiddling with his slender fingers

sae tightens his grip on your hand and stays silent. you take that as a yes that for the sake of his peace of mind, you will finally get to announce your relationship with him to the team.

"okay, i'll tell them" you smiled softly at your now pouting boyfriend. "let's go home"

the next day rolls in and practice was still gruesome as usual but during the first break of the day, sendou decided it would be the day to ask you out on a date in front of the entire u20 team. in front of sae itoshi too.

you were currently tending to sae who asked for some salonpas and his water bottle when aiku coughs to get your attention.

"hey y/n" aiku calls, a little too loud for your liking if you were being honest. you hum in response as you were busy applying salonpas on his shoulders

"my ace over here has something to say" aiku giddily says before pushing sendou to you, pushing sae out of the way unintentionally

sae's eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets when he watches the scene of sendou casually pulling out a single rose from what seems like under his jersey unfold before his very eyes.

you sat there, a salonpas in hand, dumbfounded at the gesture. aiku is cackling in the background as you listen to sendou recite a love poetry that he made for you

sendou takes your free hand before going down on one knee, "y/n, our beloved, beautiful, manager, will you go out on a date with m–" before sendou could even finish his sentence, a soccer ball comes flying straight to his head.

the whole field turns silent from the recent turn of events.

sendou whips his head towards the perpetrator, "who the fu-"

"she's taken" sae flatly says, walking over to you and giving you a big ol' kiss in front of the whole team. after he pulls away, he purposely stares deep into sendou's eyes. "i'll be the one to take you out on a date"

sendou could only wince at what sae just said. his dignity long gone. aiku didn't help either with the way he was now laughing his fucking ass off to the point he was deadass on the ground crying, holding in his stomach

"sae, you're scaring them" you scold your boyfriend, swatting his face away. sae simply rolls his eyes and purses his lips. "okay everyone, back to practice you boys go" you ushered, promptly removing sae's arm off your shoulders.

sae pouts but it quickly disappears when he suddenly calls out to sendou, again

"oh yeah and hey sendou?" he calls, sendou stops in his tracks and slowly faces the midfielder. "next time, go ask someone who's in your own league. you gravure idol-loving brat" with that, sae runs up to you and gives you a little kiss on the cheek before running back to the field to resume practice

sendou could only mumble words under his breath before aiku drags him away (while still laughing of course) now the only thing sendou needs to take care right now is the upcoming face off challenges for today's practice but from sae's aura, it seems like he's dead meat.

a little rewrite from my old blog <3 ^_^ everyone trend #saeistisback

[yanderes-galore]

57.) "You're stuck with me, like it or not." For Yandere Zoro who has a hobby taking his childhood friend on his adventures weather their like it or not 🩴 ( I was thinking platonic but romantic works as well ) please 

Sure! Just to let people know, this prompt was from my own list so it's not linked. I also made the pairing vague as Zoro's actions can go either way in this. I'll admit, the plot differed from the request but I wasn't sure where to go with it? Hope you like it either way :(

Yandere! Roronoa Zoro Prompt 57

"You're stuck with me, like it or not."

Pairing: Platonic/Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Controlling behavior, Isolation, Violence, Swearing, Threats, Forced companionship/relationship.

Zoro has never let you out of his sight since you were young. Even when he left your village to be the world's greatest swordsman, he vowed to take you with him. Being friends and a fellow orphan like him... you agreed at first as you also wanted to see the world.

Back then you craved adventure, something different than home.

You haven't returned to your village for years. In fact, Zoro got lost. Which meant you had to stay beside your childhood friend.

Zoro has often dragged you on adventures since your youth. Be it exploring your own island or the seas beyond it... Zoro insisted you be there.

He always wanted you to support him through his goals.

Even when separated from Zoro, the swordsman always somehow found you again. You two could be considered inseparable. Hell, even when he joined Luffy's crew, you were dragged to come along.

Why?

Well it's not like he can abandon you now.

You're Zoro's closest companion. Part of you wonders if he took you with him due to the death of Kuina. You wondered if he was doing this because he didn't want you alone... or if he feared being alone.

Your life was never all that stable with Zoro. The swordsman insisted on never leaving you alone. Whenever he left to explore a new island, you came with.

You knew it was Zoro's hobby to take you on adventures. Originally it was fun. You cared for Zoro, you followed him everywhere...!

Yet even you were getting tired of all the dangers pirate life and life beside Zoro subjected you to.

It was to be expected that you and Zoro parted ways eventually. In reality, you should've parted years ago in your village. Pirate life was fun and full of adventure...

But you only ever did it for Zoro.

"I think I've had my fill of... this, Zoro."

His reaction was expected. The normally stoic Zoro's face shifted into surprise when you confessed your worries. He appeared speechless while you two sat on the boat in private, an uneasy look in your gaze as you glanced out at the sea.

"I mean... I adored our adventures when we were younger. Being a pirate with you didn't sound like something we'd do... but I did it because you wanted to. Unfortunately... I don't think I can accompany you much longer."

"What's that supposed to mean...?" Zoro finally managed to say, staring at his childhood friend in bewilderment.

You take a deep breath, looking back at him.

"I want to start a new life. I want to find an island to start anew. I'm not a fighter, Zoro. I help you all out, yes, but I'd be better off living a life somewhere else."

"You know you can't do that..." Zoro sighs, refusing to leave your side and scolding you like a disobedient child. "You've... never been away from me."

"I can't stay with you forever..." You push, but Zoro shuts you down.

"Where do you plan on going? You have a bounty like the rest of us. You said it yourself, you can't fight... You'll die." Zoro responds coldly, eyes narrowing at your idea.

"Zoro, I'll hold you back—"

"You never have before! If you leave, you'll die. The government, pirates, something will get you. You need me, dumbass." Zoro scoffs, making you glare.

"Zoro, just support me on this..." You plead.

"And let you die? Never. I can protect you and this crew just fine. You and I stay together. Our adventures? Together." Zoro scolds again, making you more irritated.

"... I don't care what you say. Someday, we'll part ways." You grumble defiantly, only for Zoro to harshly grab you and pull you closer.

"You know how much blood I've spilt to protect you?" Zoro growls lowly. "Enough to show I'm completely devoted to you... yet you want to leave me?"

You squirm in the grasp of your childhood friend, mumbling uneasy apologies. His grasp only seems to tighten. His gaze is dark, staring you down in an intimidating gesture.

"You think I'm even going to let you off this boat after this?" Zoro hisses. "You aren't leaving this boat until you snap out of this doubt of yours. Even if it means I have to lock you in your quarters due to being a danger to yourself!"

You freeze when Zoro barks at you, the swordsman huffing at your silent state.

"You're stuck with me, like it or not." Zoro sternly states as though it's a fact. "Even if I leave the crew, you're coming with me. My adventures are yours too... always have been."

Zoro soon lets you go, causing you to stumble back with some fear in your eyes. Zoro's never... been like this before. He really is desperate to keep you....

"Nothing's going to change how I feel." Zoro grumbles, turning around, "Snap out of it... I'm never abandoning you..."

Zoro then turns to look over his shoulder, you're trembling. His gaze only softens momentarily, as he's clearly still pissed that you would attempt to leave him.

"I'm expecting you to never abandon me either... Even if I have to remind you."

With that, Zoro walks off to no doubt nap or train...

Leaving you to fear your childhood friend and what he's capable of.

[watarfallar]

since y'all like the incorrect quotes so much, here's some more!

Grian, on the phone: So no head? Grian: *Throws phone and breaks skateboard*

Bdubs: Do you love Grian? Scar: Yeah, I do. Bdubs: Etho! I told you I knew it! You owe me 100 bucks! Etho: We all love Grian. You should've asked if they were IN love with them. Scar: I thought that was implied. Etho: ... Bdubs: ... Scar, looking straight at Etho: Congrats Bdubs, you just won 100 bucks.

Bdubs: You know, Grian gives Scar flowers everyday, I wish you'd do that too. Etho: Okay. *Later* Etho: *gives Scar flowers* Scar: ??? Etho: I don't know, I'm confused as well.

Scar: What are you getting Etho for the holidays? Bdubs: I don't know. It's kind of hard buying a gift for your partner when they already got everything they could've ever wanted when they married you. So I'm not sure yet. Grian: I'm getting Etho a divorce lawyer.

Scar: *sees Etho and Bdubs together* Scar: They're cute. I would put them on a boat. Grian: You mean... you ship them?

Scar: Hey Etho, wanna third wheel on my date with Grian tomorrow? Etho: Sure. Scar: Bdubs! Wanna third wheel on my date with Grian tomorrow? Scar: Great! I've always wanted to go on a double date! Etho & Bdubs: ... Grian: Scar...

Bdubs: Why are your tongues purple? Grian: We had slushies. I had a blue one. Scar: I had a red one. Bdubs: oh. Bdubs: Bdubs: OH. Etho: Etho: You drank eachothers slushies?

Grian: I love you. Scar: I love you too. I've waited so long to hear you say that. *Grian and Scar kiss passionately* Etho, to Bdubs: You owe me 20 dollars.

Etho: I never said I was gonna get back together with them. But I was thinking, they're in town, would it be the worst thing in the world if I gave them a call? Scar: No. No, Etho, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. It would be the fourth worst thing. Number one: a super volcano. Number two: an asteroid hits the Earth. Number three: All the Evel Knievel movies are lost. Number four: Etho calls Bdubs. Number five: Grian gets eaten by a shark. Grian: I’m Grian, and I approve the order of that list.

*Trying to cheer Bdubs after a break up* Grian: You broke up with Etho for a reason. Bdubs: I know, I know. I’m just so tired of missing them. Tired of wondering why they haven’t called. Why haven’t they called? Scar: Maybe because you told them not to. Bdubs: What are you, the Memory Person?

Scar: I'm so happy, I could kiss you! Grian: Um...Neat. *later* Grian, lying face down on their bed: I said "Neat," Etho. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid. Etho, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, Grian. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Bdubs confessed their love for me? Grian: Didn't you thank them? Etho: *closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked them.

Scar: *yawns* Grian: Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring. Scar: Then you must be exhuasted. Bdubs: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.

Scar: Why doesn’t Grian find me sexy when I bite my lip? Etho: What do you look like when you bite your lip? Scar: *bites lip* Etho: ...Have you considered biting your bottom lip instead?

[williceunleashed]

Dropping Melony's team !!!

Melony's ace is... yes, you guess it, it's his RATTATA ! Melony mains Bateau Mouche. "Bateau Mouche" translates to "Fly Boat", a classic type of boats used in Paris (Lumiose City in Pokémonverse, I guess) to navigate the Seine. No one knows why Melony called his rattata like that, not even Mel remembers. Melony found his rattata in his garden as a small kid, and decided to keep him despite his parents' refusal. Born in Kalos, Melony should've gotten a kalossian starter when he turned 12, but he already had Bateau Mouche, and wished to keep him as his starter pokémon.

Bateau Mouche has an everstone. He is actually incredibly high level for a simple rattata because Melony farmed him for years. Bateau Mouche is mischievious and playful, similarly to his trainer. Funnily enough, Bateau Mouche has gotten to a level superior to what Melony can actually control, Mel having never gotten all the kalossian badges. Bateau Mouche obeys out of pure affection for his trainer.

Purr was a purrloin when he was given to Melony by Team Plasma. Ghetsis thought the rattata just wouldn't fight well enough (he was wrong but he will never admit it). Purr is a good pokémon, but clearly not as high level as Bateau Mouche.

Purr is a gentle pokémon, despite his dark type, he is very friendly and enjoys spending time with other pokémons and humans alike.

Dragon Fruit was a pokémon Melony managed to catch as a venipede, because he thought he was really cute. Dragon Fruit has been a general annoyance for almost every single Plasma member for years because he keeps munching on clothes, papers and electronics. Melony being kalossian, he has some very loose knowledge on unovan pokémons, and had no idea Dragon Fruit would evolve into such a big pokémon. Melony has been advocating for all Plasma grunts to use Scolipedes as mounts to complete the knight look, but Ghetsis kept refusing.

Dragon Fruit is a soft, kind pokémon, despite his size and look. He enjoys munching on stuff, he doesn't eat it, he just likes to munch on it. Dragon Fruit enjoys human interactions and being petted and cuddled.

Apricot is Melony's last addition to his team. She was given to him as a sandshrew by Ghetsis during B2W2 to reinforce his team as a whole. Mel has no idea how Ghetsis even got that pokémon, but he didn't ask or complain. Apricot was very wary around Melony at first, but Melony is patient and displays genuine kindness to his pokémon team. Apricot slowly but surely warmed up to her new trainer. Melony loves Apricot and thinks she is very stylish. If he wasn't a criminal, he would bring her to the Pokémon Musical because she is that talented.

Apricot is usually a gentle pokémon, but becomes wary around new faces. She doesn't like other Plasma members and will attack Ghetsis on sight. This is probably why Ghetsis had to give her up and gift her to one of his subordinates.

[howlingday]

Goodnight, Father

"Jaune, are you in here?"

"Over here, Weiss!" Jaune waved next to his team. Some would say he was taking advantage of his girlfriend's hospitality in using her family's ballroom for dance practice. However, those close to the couple would know better and that the room had been unused since it's reconstruction, save for the occasional charity dinners that were held once in a complete moon. "Take five, guys."

Oscar and Nora collapsed to the floor, both panting and groaning from their stretched limbs and aching lungs. Nora wasn't used to the former while Oscar was unaccustomed to the latter. Ren rolled his eyes with a chuckle.

"What's up?" Jaune asked, wide toothy shark grin on his face.

"It's a letter from your mother."

"Mom?" Jaune took the letter. Sure enough, his mother's name and address were written hastily on the outside of the letter. Slipping his finger under the sealed flap, he made a tear in the paper. Digging in, he hooked and tore more and more of the envelope until it was open.

"You do know we have a letter opener, right?" Weiss said with a hand on her hip. The smile that accompanied it fell as she noticed Jaune didn't have a response. He pulled the contents free and opened the folded message. Then Jaune made for the door. "Jaune?!"

She picked up the letter unceremoniously dropped to the floor and read the words meant for Jaune. She gave a small gasp, matching the small message delivered to Jaune.

'COME HOME'

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Jaune didn't buy a boat ticket. Heck, he didn't even pay for a cab! The clothes he wore to arrive at his home in Ansel were the same as when he left New Atlas three days ago. He ran across three continents and swam through both the icy and temperate seas that surrounded them just to reach home. How he wasn't dead could be attributed to his aura, but no one could really explain.

The only surprising thing that happened was when he found his team, and his girlfriend, waiting inside his home. In his panic, he forgot that air travel, as much as he hated it, was the fastest and safest way to get from point A to point B. Still, he arrived, soaking wet from sweat, rain, and sea, right into his mother's arms.

"And you haven't seen him since?"

"No." His mother poured another cup of coffee for him. He hated the stuff growing up, but he's since relied on it after his departure for Beacon. "No message. No mention. Nothin'. It's not like your father to just leave like this."

Jaune furrowed his brow. It's true that his dad wasn't the kind of guy to keep secrets. If he didn't like you, he told you to your face. In fact, he told Jaune it was a stupid idea to leave for Beacon on a whim. Still, his father loved him and supported his choice. He even said he hoped Jaune did it sooner, at least so he could get some training in.

'Ancestors'd be proud either way.' His father shrugged.

Jaune sipped his coffee. "Hey, Mom?"

"Yes, Jaune?"

"Was Dad... dying?"

The room got really quiet. Nora and Weiss, who were playing with Adrian, stared at him. Ren looked around and noticed the rest of the family wasn't looking in Jaune's direction. Oscar excused himself and stepped outside.

"He was, wasn't he?"

His mother nodded. "Said it was something in his blood. He said it got harder for him to sleep."

"And... he didn't tell me?"

She shook her head. "You deserved to know. I've been wanting to tell you for a while, but he said it wasn't something for you to worry about."

Jaune gripped his mug a little tighter. "Somebody should've told me."

"You're right." Saphron said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "The CCT network is still being worked on, but letters can obviously still be sent. Seven sisters and nobody could tell you."

"Why?" Jaune stood up suddenly, surprising his sister. "Because it's okay for everyone else but Jaune the crybaby to know? Because he'd just cry his little eyes out over every little thing?!"

"Hey, I wanted to tell you-!"

"Enough, both of you!" Their mother yelled. She sighed and pressed a hand to her face. "Twenty years and I'm still breaking up fights." She sniffled. "Oh, ancestors, don't make me do this alone..."

Suddenly, Jaune felt like punching himself. Since he came back home- heck, even before that -he was thinking only about himself. He gritted his sharp teeth, flaring his nostrils as he looked away. Years later and Jaune was still a spoiled brat, on the verge of tears because he wasn't getting what he wanted. His mind began to fill with memories of his lifetime in the Ever After, far away from home, like he'd always-

A hand touched his. It was a delicate and soft hand, one with slender fingers that were guided by a tender heart. He looked up and saw the worried look of his love, Weiss. His self-loathing began to fade as he looked into her eyes, entranced by the icy blue that belied a warm and caring soul.

Another hand rested on his shoulder, belonging to his brother, Ren. Attached to him and looking with a smile, trying to cheer him up, was his sister-in-arms, Nora. Entering the room, offering a weaker smile was his friend, Oscar. In his gloved hand, he held a small bit of foliage.

"I... think I found something." He offered.

"Alright," Jaune gave a smile and nodded, "we've got a mission, guys. I know it's late and you all want to go to bed, but I'm not going to let this one get away. We're not getting paid more than room and board, but if you'll help me, I'd really appreciate it. Are you with me?"

"You got it~!" Nora cheered.

"To the end and back." Ren nodded.

"Wherever, whenever!" Oscar agreed.

"I'm not exactly part of this team," Weiss patted Jaune's arm, "but you still helped mine all the same. I'm with you for as long as you'll have me."

Jaune smiled at his team. Looking to Oscar, he nodded. "Where'd you find that grass, Oscar?"

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It was a long walk through the rain for Jaune and his team. The winds blew in their face, pelting rain hard enough to soak through their ponchos. Following the clues left behind, they picked up on a trail leading through the nearby woods, over a stream shifting to become a river, before finally reaching an enclosure, and beheld the beautiful sight before them.

As if untouched by the storm, a blue lake rested undisturbed in the midst of the raging storm outside of the treeline. There was enough light for them to see, despite being so close to midnight in the midst of a huge thunderstorm. Jaune crept low and touched the water with his finger, bringing it to his lips.

"Salt."

"What?" Nora asked. "Are you that hungry?"

"No, it's saltwater." Jaune said, taking his poncho off.

Taking a deep breath, he plunged his head beneath the surface. His eyes adjusted to the change in light and nearly bulged at what he saw. The lake, despite its size, was much deeper than he'd ever expected. He couldn't even see the bottom. More surprising to him, though, was what lined the walls of the lakebed.

Swords. Shields. Axes. Crossbows. All white with gilded trim, each embedded into the muddy walls of the undersea cliffs. Pulling his head up, he shook his head. He couldn't believe his eyes.

"It's..."

"A graveyard." Jaune whirled to see a man, well-aged beyond his years (even by Ever After standards), with a thick, white beard and eyes as blue as the ocean itself. He held himself upright with an alabaster cane with gilded trim, much like Crocea Mors and the weapons located underwater. "It's the Arc Graveyard, Jaune."

"Dad..." Jaune stood to his feet. Meeting his father for the first time in what could have been years, he saw how tall the man really stood compared to his progeny. At his full height, he was six foot even. Now, hunched over, he was just a few inches shorter than that, and even shorter than Jaune. Still, the gaze he held was something Jaune was all too familiar with.

Oh, sure, there was love in his father's eyes, for despite their tiffs now and again, Jaune was raised and taught by a man who did his best to teach him everything he could. Did he succeed? Jaune felt like he did, since he was still alive, and happy, and had found love with a beautiful and wonderful woman in Weiss. None of this would have happened if not for the man in front of him.

"You've come a long way, Jaune." The old man smirked. "And you reek, too. Did you bathe before coming here?"

"Technically." Jaune chuckled. "To be honest, the last time I had a bath, or even slept, was about three days ago."

"Stinky." Jaune's father chuckled. He then coughed, making Jaune drop his smile. "Your nephew loves that word. Giggles every time he hears it."

"Dad..."

"Jaune, you are my one and only son, so I know you feel like you have this idea of what you're supposed to be. Like you're supposed to be some kind of big, damn hero with forty wives and a hundred kids. And as cliche as it may sound, I never wanted you to have such an extravagant lifestyle. Or, at least, I didn't want you to feel like you had to. All I ever wanted was for you to be happy, and ready to be the man you had to be when someone tried to take away your happiness. And my son," a wide, toothy shark grin spread across the man's wrinkled face, "you are that happy man."

Jaune swept the man into a hug, tears pouring from his eyes as he heaved sobs into the man's shoulder. The man chuckled and wept a few tears of his own. Off to the side, watching the spectacle, the rest of group were each weeping along with the men. Finally, however, the time came for Jaune and his father to part.

"It's time, Jaune." Slipping into the water, the eldest Arc swam a few feet to the center. From there, he dove beneath the surface. Bubbles came up as he dove deeper. His shadow disappeared a few yards down. Jaune stood on the shoreline, watching, waiting, hoping that this was some elaborate hoax, as if to play a cruel trick on him. But nothing came up.

"Goodbye, Dad."

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Fun Fact! In 2022, scientists discovered a "shark graveyard". At first, as they dragged nets across the ocean floor, they thought what they pulled up were just rocks when, actually, what they were pulling up were shark teeth. HUNDREDS of shark teeth, including recent sharks like Great Whites and more ancient sharks like, yup, MEGALODON! Since sharks are cartilaginous, only their teeth are tough enough to make it through decomposition, while the rest is consumed by scavenging wildlife.

[sqfewrd]

MOONLIGHT (an obx!au)

mini series: pt 1 pt 2 pt 3

fisherman!Rafe Cameron x mermaid!reader

cw: slight ooc!rafe, mild language, somewhat innocent!reader due to not being raised on land, not edited!

Gloomy. The ocean was gloomy. At least from up on the surface, when you’re underwater and swimming through old shipwrecks, it’s… beautiful.

y/n sat on a small rock overlooking the ocean, glancing down at her legs, she felt strange without her tail. Her fingers clasped her necklace, tugging softly on the white seashell.

The sun had gone down, the moon casting light onto the water, this was the only time she could come out, afraid of the fishermen and humans on land. Her father always warned her. “They want to hurt you— hurt us” He would say his face hard as he spoke, y/n would only nod, accepting his words.

She sighed softly looking around, before jumping into the water, she opened her eyes once under, pressing her shell necklace, feeling her tail return. She swam away from the shore, moving deeper into the ocean. Passing schools of fish and dolphins frolicking.

Making it onto a giant rock in the middle of the water she leaned onto it, resting her head on her crossed arms. “Hello moon” she whispered softly looking up at the gray sphere “I missed you” she licked her lips. “I wish you didn’t have to go away when the sun came out, but I guess that’s what makes us alike in a way” she ran a hand through her wet hair.

she swam back onto shore, finding the stashed clothes she had stolen from some young girl awhile ago. She hadn’t gotten to steal some human shoes yet but that didn’t matter, she loved feeling the sand.

She made her way onto boardwalk, the street lamps on illuminating her path. She never did much but walk around never going too deep into the town. The fishermen lived by the shore, making it hard to do anything but walk.

Y/n jumped, a sudden thud hitting the wooden posts. She looked back seeing the boat. Before she could react the two men jumped off, their voices loud as they argued.

“Dad! Stop! Okay I’m sorry— I’ll do it— I—“ the older man of the two stood in place facing the younger one. “You’re sorry?!” He sneered, the younger one inched back, fear in his eyes but he tried stand his ground.

“I should've know, you're too stupid to even understand simple directions!" Y/n inched backed, hiding behind wooden barrels, watching as the younger man held back tears. his blue eyes dimming. "I’m sorry'' he repeated his head hanging low.

The older man walked away shaking his head in disappointment, unlocking the door to one of the many bait shops. The younger man sat at the edge of the dock, his legs dangling. His shoulders shook with quiet sobs. Y/n's heart broke, she didn’t know this boy but she felt so deeply for him.

Before she could think it through she walked toward him, quietly as to not startle him. “Are you okay?” Her soft voice broke the silence. He jumped, roughly wiping his eyes and standing. “M’fine” he cleared his throat. “Are you lost or something?” He tried to sound harsh, his soft blue eyes, now rimmed red giving him away.

She looked up meeting his eyes, they seemed so… familiar. “No— I’m—” the door to the bait shop opened. “Rafe! Hurry up— I don’t got all damn night!” The man yelled rolling his eyes the door closed again the bell dinging. Rafe looked back down at y/n. “If you’re not lost what are you doing out? it’s late.” he spoke his voice slightly raspy. “Just having a late night stroll'' she stood straight. His eyes scanned her body, "you don't have shoes on'' he stated, his eyes finding hers. she shrugged. "are you sure you're not lost?" he tried again.

"no, I’m not lost'' her eyes stayed locked with his. "okay'' he didn't believe her. "I feel like I've seen you around'' she shook her head. ''I just moved here” she lied, her cheeks tinting red, she hated lying. "oh, really? what's your name'' she swallowed roughly. ''uh..'' she looked around. "Lucy'' his eyebrows raised. ''Lucy?'' she nodded. "right, Lucy what?" she looked at him confused. ''what do you mean what? that's my name'' he gave her the same confused look. “No— what’s your last name— or do you not have a last name, ‘Lucy’” he stepped closer, she took a step back. “I do— but I don’t feel comfortable giving it out” he scanned her once more before taking a step back. “Okay” he nodded. “Rafe goddamnit!” His dad’s voice cut through again as he held the bait shops door open an annoyed look on his face. “I’m coming!” Rafe yelled back looking at his dad the same annoyed expression. His dad rolled his eyes going back inside. Y/n took the opportunity to jump back into the water. When rafe turned back to face her she was gone.

“What the fuck.” he breathe out

AN: okay my first rafe fic so… there will be some ooc!rafe, I’ll try my best to keep him as him as possible but to fit the story I’ll make changes. I’m trying to get back into writing so idk if this will be any good sorry. Constructive criticism is soo welcome just don’t be mean about it pls! 🐚🐚 (I feel like this is really bad but I haven’t written in like two years..)

(border credit: @aquazero)

[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

I will never understand where the fanon idea that Ed has "anger issues" came from (yeah I know it's the racism just play with me in this space for a moment).

Because before I got into the fandom and started reading fanon takes, one of the things I loved so much about OFMD is how careful the show is to show Ed as someone who explicitly does not get angry very easily. It would've been so easy to paint this brown man in a hyper-violent profession as a hyper-violent person, but by virtue of his hangups around violence, Ed is one of the least violent characters in the show. We're shown early on that violence in this world is normalized and not treated the same as in the real world (we're expected to love Roach, a guy who is bummed about not getting to torture hostages), and we're told Ed enjoys a good maim, but all his violence that we actually see is so performative. He doesn't enjoy it the way other pirates do.

And every time Ed gets angry, we're beaten over the head with how hard you have to push him to make him mad. He will give people so many chances before he gets angry. Like the racist boat captain - he says "what's that supposed to mean" when the captain started being racist and gross, and only got mad once it was clear he was doubling down. In s1e10 he tries to de-escalate after Izzy starts being aggro, and that's after Izzy says he should've let the English kill Ed.

And literally every time Ed does behave violently, not only does it never exceed what is expected in pirate terms (and we're usually told this explicitly, like when Ed mentions cutting toes off as a part of pirate culture he doesn't like the episode before he does that), it is always very calculated and performative. When Ed reacts with violence, it's almost never a passionate thing, it's very cool and thought-through. He is very obviously a man who does not typically react with violence when he's angry.

It just baffles me. Every time I see takes or read fics that talk about Ed's "anger issues," or act like Ed's somehow destined to become abusive towards Stede, it's like...did we watch the same show?

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Thinking about drunk Lex being loved on this horrible and sad day

drunk Lex being loved 😭😭

cw: alcohol, relapse, implied aftermath of beating/whump

Wildefire Masterlist

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“M’sorry.”

It was all he'd said since coming back. Head on her lap, silent tears soaking into her jeans, whispered apologies.

“It's okay, Lex, it's okay,” Sarah repeated for the eighth time. He’d been late coming back for a mission. Two days late, leaving the rest of them scared and scrambling, asking around, certain he'd been killed or captured. Only for him to show up in the dead of the night, stumbling drunk in a way he hadn't been since September, since he'd suddenly quit cold turkey. Sarah wanted to ask him what happened. He’d left for a security recon, something that should've taken a few hours at most. What had gone wrong? Had he gotten captured? Hurt? It was hard to say. He was still dressed in all his layers, hood up and everything, and she wasn't about to start taking off clothes when he was like this.

She'd never seen him like this.

Sure, she'd seen him cry, she'd seen him drunk, she'd seen him panicking, but this was different. Before, he'd been afraid or angry or paranoid. Always guarded and ready to run. Never just… sad. He'd fallen through the door, practically collapsing in her arms, sobs already shaking his chest by the time they both fell onto the couch.

“What are you sorry for?” Sarah ventured in a soft voice. Maybe that was the best place to start.

“Almost didn't come back,” he replied. “Almost just… just stayed away.”

Was that where he'd been? Back in Neath? Back at Chopper's?

“But then I went and got wasted and… and I wound up back here. Just like always. Sorry.”

Was he… was he apologizing for that? Not for almost leaving forever, but for coming back?

“No, Lex, we want you here. It's okay, I want you here.”

“S’no good. Dangerous.”

It seemed they always came back to this one way or another. That it was dangerous to house him, dangerous to make him part of the team. Someone would come for him eventually, and then they'd all be in trouble. It wasn't an unfounded fear, but everyone here was in the same boat. Everyone was redlined. But Lex remained convinced that he was the one who was cursed, the one who would bring about their downfall.

Especially when he drank.

“We can handle it. We always do.”

He was quieting down some, sniffling and soft gasps in her lap, breaths getting deeper. Time for damage assessment. 

Sarah rubbed his back gently as she increased her hearing, listening past inhales that now roared in her ears, past the small hitches that were like gunshots. His heart was beating fast, but was that from pain? Or just the crying? She couldn't hear the click of a broken bone, which was a good sign, but his breaths seemed a little more pained than normal. It seemed like he'd calmed down a little. Might be worth a try to get a look at him.

“Hey, Lex, can I take off your jacket?”

Wounds had been the first thing on her mind when she heard him at the door, but a keen sweep of him hadn't shown her any blood, and he was at least fit to walk all the way back here, so she'd pushed the worry back for a moment. There were bruises on his face, but no worse than he'd come back with in the past, and she knew he didn't like a fuss being made over something so ‘trivial’.

Sarah winced at the sound of his metal fists clenching, quickly dialing back her hearing.

“It's okay. I just want to see if you're hurt, but if you feel fine, we can wait until morning.”

She could hear the choke in his breath, words trying to form and tangling in his throat, small whispered rhymes before he managed to speak to her.

“It's… not bad. Not bad enough. I don't…”

“We can wait.” He was breathing okay, he wasn't bleeding, they could hold off on a proper wound check until he sobered up. Until it was a little less dark.

“Are you comfy?” she asked after a moment, once his breathing had slowed again.

“Mhm.”

“Good.” Would he want to talk about it tomorrow? Where he'd been, what happened? Or would it just be another mystery, a few vague words she hoped she drew the right conclusion on? Sometimes he told her more. Sometimes he didn't want to speak on it at all. It was a hard field to navigate; how much to push, how much to relent. What could be crucial for the safety of the team? What could be crucial for Lex? She'd been playing it by ear for months now, wasn't it inevitable she'd miss a note eventually?

One day at a time.

He was here now, he was safe. He'd come home. Enough for now.

“Sarah?” Her name was a murmur in a hoarse voice.

“Yeah?”

“You'll stay?”

She almost laughed at that. Would she stay. “Yeah,” she replied. “Yeah, I'll be right here with you.”

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[kaijuparfait]

Excuse me for still being a little hater, but if there was one thing I wanted after Purgatory 1, its that q!BBH and Dapper's radiation got worse

now. i'm a ghostie, my favorite egg is Dapper, i was always cheering for bbh- and for that reason, I so badly wanted both of them to get so visibly radiated and ill that everyone else felt terrible that they didn't help them get to the boat. I was rewatching some clips and just

phil going "we should've gone for Dapper" YEAH YOU SHOULD HAVE??? it would've been so cool and so angsty- because we know the radiation got to Dapper, she made a joke on one of the Dapper's Times that the way the christmas lights on her were staying on was because of the radiation- that egg was full of radiation!!!

of course i didn't want Dapper to die from it, eventually she'd get healed or like. figure out how to utilize the radiation to her advantage BUT STILL. we saw how bad it got for bbh, he was so sick and barely walking, forgetting his friends, skeppy, his own kids, we could've had it all,,,, and it would've been such a cool egg model fjdklsfjsdk