#idk this is super rushed I just wanted to get it out of my system

[frvnkcastles]

hello my love!!! i was wondering if i could request a fic with a reader who finds it hard to accept affection (even though she loves and craves it), especially in public getting super embarrassed and thinking everyone is staring and judging because why would someone like FRANK be with someone like them??? but frank is just determined at all times to show how much he cares and knows to respect boundaries but also how to push back a little and open the reader up to accepting open affection more. idk if that makes sense? i'm sorry if it doesn't

WITH MY TUNNEL VISION ➵ F. CASTLE

Summary: You struggle with affection, but Frank is determined to give it to you.

Warnings: Hurt/comfort, anxiety, feminine nicknames

Word count: 1.3k

Author’s note: I loved this request so much and I was so worried about not doing it justice, but I tried my best!! I hope you like it :)

Even months after you and Frank had more or less officially started dating, you couldn’t believe how lucky you were. He saw himself as someone damaged and broken, but you thought he was the greatest man you had ever gotten to know, and admired him from inside out. He was caring and protective and no doubt easy on the eyes — and most days, you appreciated that wholeheartedly. Some days, you felt insecure. Full of doubt and wonder that he would choose to be with you, and that only heightened whenever you were out in public together.

So, when Curtis and his girlfriend invited you and Frank to a bar for a night out, you were stressed to say the least. You felt completely out of place, like you had no business being by Frank’s side, his arm casually over your shoulders as he laughed at whatever Curtis had just said.

”You okay?” Frank’s deep voice cut through the buzz in your head, and when he ducked down to brush his lips against your forehead, you instinctively dodged — and in an instant, guilt rushed into your system and you could physically feel the air getting awkward. ”Hey, what’s wrong?” Frank added with a frown, unsure where the hesitation was coming from. You had been fine before going out, not a single sign of being mad at him to be seen, and his kisses well-received.

”I’m gonna get another drink”, you evaded the question, and as you turned for the bar, you could feel their eyes on you. That was the feeling you had wanted to avoid — like you were being watched and judged, and here it was, anyway.

You weren’t by yourself for very long. As soon as you were seated by the bar, Frank was following and leaning against the counter to catch your wandering eyes. ”Sweetheart”, he grunted, tilting his head to meet your gaze, ”talk to me.”

Inhaling sharply, you glanced at him before returning your eyes to the bartender mixing your drink. ”You know what’s wrong”, you insisted, but when Frank just stared back at you, you sighed. ”It’s the… affection. Feels weird in public”, you explained further, and with realization dawning on his face, he slowly nodded.

Hell, he hadn’t been the most touchy person, either. But something about you had made it feel safe and secure again, like it was okay for him to be happy and show that to everyone else.

”Baby… ’m sorry, I… shit, yeah, I do remember you mentionin’ that”, he cleared his throat, watching you closely and aching to touch you. ”How come you don’t like it?” Frank wondered with a tone of sincerity, not trying to push your buttons but to understand you better — and as much as you wanted to be frustrated, you understood that.

”I dunno”, you shrugged, but you already knew he wasn’t going to take that for an answer. ”I guess I just feel like people will stare. And—and judge me”, you went on, and with an incredulous chuckle, Frank knitted his eyebrows together.

”Judge you?” he repeated with confusion, and nodding, you drew a generous sip from your drink.

”Yeah, you know, just… you’re… you. And I’m just me. And why would you choose to be with me, right? Everyone can see it. You could do so much better and I swear, if people see you kissing me, they’ll just wonder what you’re doing with me, wasting your time on me”, you rambled, and by the end of your rant, you were flustered and looking around to make sure you hadn’t been too loud. Even now, with Frank only inches away from you, you were sure eyes were on you.

Frank processed your words for a moment. ”Hey, you know that’s total bullshit, right?” he spoke finally, giving you a grave look, his curious smile long gone. ”If anything, people will wonder what a stunner like you is doing with an ugly mug like mine. And even if that were the case, I don’t really fuckin’ care what other people think. You’re my girl, and no one else matters”, he defended you, seething at the mere idea of someone looking at you wrong.

”Did ya see someone starin’? ’Cause you know I’ll fight ’em”, he changed his tone suddenly, glancing around to pinpoint any lurkers, but you quickly placed a calming hand on his forearm.

”I didn’t. It’s just my anxieties, that’s all”, you sighed in defeat, and taking in a breath, Frank turned back to you and nodded.

”And you know it’s all lies, right? Just your head tryna mess with my girl”, he pointed out, and as much as you wanted to justify your fears somehow, you couldn’t help but admit he was right.

”So, here’s what we’re gonna do. We’re gonna agree on a safeword that you can use if it gets too much. Until you say it, I’mma dote on you ’til you’re spoiled rotten, ’cause I wanna show you how much I goddamn admire you and I don’t really care who’s around to see”, he proposed, and with a smile curving your lips back up, you stared at him in disbelief — here he was proving yet again that he was everything.

”Deal.”

You tried your very best to tolerate the public displays of affection, because truthfully, you wanted them. You craved his touch and his attention, and behind closed doors, you were hungry for it. So you tried to extend the same courtesy out and about, pushing your own limits because deep down you knew he was right about other people not mattering.

And the greatest part was seeing how happy Frank was. You were the first serious relationship he had found himself in since Maria and it had taken him a long time to relearn how to be in one. But slowly, he had unraveled what worked for him and you, and discovered that he really, really wanted to show his girl off.

So whenever you were out, he made sure to hold your hand or have his arm around your shoulders. Every now and then he would lean in to kiss your forehead or cheek, sometimes even lips, and you were learning how to lean in instead of pull away.

A month later you were back at the same bar with Curt and his girlfriend, on a night when it was especially busy. Frank could tell you were nervous, but trusting in the progress you had made together, he kept you close to him.

”So, things are good?” Curtis queried while Frank was getting you a new drink, and with a beaming smile, you nodded.

”Things are great. He makes me really happy”, you chuckled sheepishly, and just in time, Frank appeared from behind you, handing over your drink.

”Who’s the lucky guy?” he grinned, and softly nudging him, you snorted.

And then, as if it was the most natural thing, you thanked him for the drink by giving him a kiss, and as soon as your lips left his, you could see the amazed stare in his eyes. Immediately, you realized what you had done, and you opened your mouth to say something, but panic washed over you and you were rendered speechless.

”No, no, baby, it’s okay. You did good. You did perfectly”, Frank breathed out, his eyes full of love as he leaned down to cup your cheeks and kiss your nose and jaw and forehead. ”No one’s lookin’, I promise. It’s just you and me, right?” he whispered, resting his forehead against yours.

You caught your breathing and managed a nod, and when you glanced at Curtis and found him preoccupied with his girlfriend, relief washed over you. ”Yeah, it’s okay”, you swallowed when you looked around, confirming that truly, no one cared. No one was judging.

”Love you”, Frank spoke quietly before leaving a kiss right next to your ear, and squeezing his hand, you dropped your head on his shoulder.

”Love you.”

[kathxrat-01]

"So magic controls the weather… It’s always nice to learn a bit more about this world."

Ryoko joins the Golden Frost Fest!

Groovy lines: [LOCKED]

Home Transition:

1. Kiyuu really wanted to go too, but she came down with a cold! Maybe I could bring her back some food, if they allow it. 2. I finished my whole outfit just last night, but I think it’s worth it! I really love dressing up for these types of occasions. 3. The music here makes me feel right at home! As if I know what that even means. Well, it’s the thought that counts!

Home, After Login: The wind is getting colder… Are you sure they haven’t started yet?

Tap Home:

1. Everyone looks amazing! I’d like to go up and compliment some people, but I’m a little nervous. What if they get mad and punch me in the face?! 2. All those flowers look delicious… Do you think I could pluck a few—I’d get banned?! What makes you say that?! 3. Jack was planning on going in just a plain old T-shirt and shorts, so Kiyuu and I had to drag him into the sewing room to decide on something. Luckily I had a little extra fabric lying around… 4. It’s gonna get a lot colder from here on out. Do you think Kiyuu will hold up alright? I don’t really know how her immune system works, but it looks like it doesn’t. Cynthia will be taking care of her while Jack and I are away, but I can’t help but worry. 5. I’ve lost every single game I played here… I hope no one’s keeping score. Hey, I swear I’m not doing it on purpose!... Seventy five percent of the time. It’s just that the others look so excited to get some of the prizes, so I don’t want to decrease their chances, you know?

Event hosted by @the-rini-rush !

More under cut!

I had a really fun time designing Ryoko's oufit! I'm a super huge fan of ruffles and all that LMAO. Here's the full design!

Nah I just kinda went for it idk even know what I was doing.

Groovy will come later! For now I'm starting school, which is in like. 5 hours. Oh no.

I don't really have much to say at all wow. OH THE LINEART TOOK ME 5 HOURS ACTUALLY. WTF. IDK WHY IDK HOW BUT IT DID. ALSO COPYING THE CARD UI WAS SO. DAMN. DAMN IT SUCKS.

Oh yeah Kris I copied ur layout cause idk it was just the most practical teehee (I didn't even mean to actually I swear)

Either way, I hope u guys like Ryoko's fit! Thanks for stopping by and thank you to @/the-rini-rush for hosting the event!

Taglist! (Ask to be added): @skriblee-ksk @boopshoops

[theconstitutionisgayculture]

Idk if you’ve talked about this or not, but I have a massive chip on my shoulder about the food stamps (snap) program. When I first moved out I did so much earlier than I wanted to because of a change in family life that lead my living with my parents to being…not great for a bit.

But because I was so rushed and I have no rental history and no co-signer, the only place I could find was owned by a nice lady who was willing to give me chances since I had a steady work employment history. However rent was super high and it caused me to burn through my savings really fast. By December I tried to apply for snap and was told that because I worked two jobs I had too much income to qualify. The fact that my rent+bills took up a solid 80% of that didn’t matter. My second job is at a grocery store and I see all these women with designer hand bags spending $70 on like lobster or luxury baked good and putting it on food stamps and it’s so incredibly frustrating. I legit couldn’t afford to buy anything but ramen and apples and “made too much money” but Karen can spend $65.99 on gourmet cupcakes on the government (the people’s) dime?!

Welfare in general is a scam. It's so poorly implemented and run that it rarely helps the people who actually need help and really only benefits the people who take advantage of the system. I have a distant family member who, for four years straight, would get pregnant every year because she wanted to stay on welfare and not work or take care of herself or her kids. In an ideal world, welfare wouldn't be needed. In a slightly less ideal world, people like you who are actually trying to support yourself and just need a bit of help would be first in line.

[cubeg1rl]

Literally imagine how good I would be at my job if I 1. didn't come to work massively sleep deprived 80% of the time & 2. didn't clam up and avoid things when I get scared and then have them build up.

Before I decide if I want 2 quit I want to put in a really solid effort on those things for a little while. So like:

- going to sleep at the actual time for it

- if I don't know what to do with something, asking someone about it as soon as it comes up

- keeping some kind of system to make sure things that r put aside to be dealt with later get checked in on within a few days (or longer if I actively choose for it to be longer) (could even just be post it's saying like when I put something aside and when it's due to be looked at again (at least for physical docs))

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I also really need to clear out some backlog which is the scariest thing to me & I think my main source of stress around this job pretty consistently. But also once it's cleared I super don't want it to build up again, you know? Hoping that if I do the above things that won't be such a thing for me?

- also as an added bonus I think going to work slightly before opening & getting myself sort of set up might help me have my day start on a good note rather thn always feeling like I'm late and rushing 2 catch up? something 2 try. Also would be nice not to be late in general bcos I am literally always 5-10 mins late and it makes me hell of self conscious

- also also I want to start wearing makeup to work bcos it creates just a little bit of distance emotionally for me(?). I feel like me going in barefaced all the time is so vulnerable and I want to pop those walls up just a bit more

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Idk I hate that I have to think like this bcos wage labor is truly fucked & I shouldn't have 2 be living like this if it's not working but I really rely on the $$ TBH. I want to see if I can make it work bcos if I have to have a job (which I feel like I kind of do? big wait on unemployment benefits if u quit + they r next to nothing + the case person I got assigned was super good at getting me work lmaoo + they make it really punishing to stay unemployed in a lot of ways + a lot of my close ppl r un/underemployed and I like being able to come in in clutch w/r/t money stuff when someone needs a safety net. Maybe there's another path I'm not seeing though?) then this one is pretty nice - if I can make working full time work anywhere I think it would be here?

If u guys have advice I would love to hear it btw, really am super conflicted & anxious about this whole thing so if u know how to do work and not feel fucked up about it all the time (or just like, less of the time) please lmk :o

[system-of-a-feather]

Idk if you're still open to the trauma recovery asks, so just ignore if not. :)

I'm. Terrified that if I even set foot in a psych office, it'll start to tear my life apart. How can you move forward or even take a step when it feels like you'd lose everything? I don't ever WANT to remember everything, and I don't think I could bring myself to be honest to a therapist.

Super amorphous, and really not great, but i guess your experience and feelings on getting started?

Hey sorry about how long this took to get along to. I wanted to find time when I was in a more ideal mind space / place in my healing that I felt I could do this a little more justice

But I want to say its totally valid and totally understandable and REALLY a huge relatable and normal feeling to be having regarding starting. A long term friend of mine has been in the "probably has DID but am too scared to look into it and take it seriously because it is terrifying to think of having that sort of a relationship with yourself when you can just pretend its not there and ignore it and let it do its thing as it is" and honestly, if you aren't in a safe place and it isn't extremely bothering you / messing with your life - I honestly strongly recommend not rushing too heavy and head first into looking at DID and trauma at all first.

If you can get by without specifically looking at the DID and trauma directly and you aren't in a place that is somewhat stable in life, I think from my personal experience and opinion, that it might be best to try to put it off and just focus on getting to a safer and healthier place. Because while it is possible and it is plenty of capable to do, I can not and will not lie that it is A LOT to go through, it is a very difficult ride, a very painful ride, and a process that can suck REALLY bad at a lot of points - and when it comes to starting this journey, having a safer environment, life, and rhythm can make a hard thing a little less hard.

The first stage (at least suggested by most professionals) of healing and recovery with it is stabilization - ie making sure your home environment and day to day life is relatively safe, that you have the skills and knowledge to cope on a general day to day, and at some point, learning the basics of your parts and developing communication between parts and learning to also support one another internally. A lot of that can be started without necessarily looking the car in the headlights or going straight at the target. If its too much, you can communicate that to your therapist, or just state that you probably have / have trauma and things that are a lot, but that you want your current theraputic goal to be stability or something similar.

The first stage for me lasted a good like four or five years of therapy and only the past like year or so have we really started really digging into trauma. Prior to that we did occasionally work with trauma topics (smaller easier ones to target) as a "trial run" for our system to learn how to navigate it all, but trauma wasn't our main focus for a good majority of the time we've been in therapy despite the *motions to C-PTSD and DID diagnosis*

And I'm mostly saying this because a large and totally valid fear of remembering everything and having to process trauma and fear of what you don't know is there and COMPLETELY valid and normal and expected for the situation, but a large part of the healing process doesn't actually really require too much digging around in trauma.

As a system that's recently cleared stabilization phase, I could say with relatively minimal trauma processing, my life from before I started it to where I am now has increased so enthusiastically more than I could have imagined or dreamed of in the past. I'm actually at the place where I DON'T need regular therapy and at this point therapy is a choice of mine to try to get more out of my life than a necessity to stay alive.

You really don't have to remember everything, you don't really need to dig around and feel and live through all the horrors again to make huge huge huge improvements. You honestly can probably get pretty far without even really looking at the DID too much (but that is my guess) if that in itself is a lot.

And that isn't to say that it's easy - even without direct trauma processing work and meddling and digging in trauma that shit is HARD crap. It was STILL four to five years of hard shit and its not easy at all, but I am going to say it was worth every little moment of struggle in the healing journey cause good god my life is not half bad at all and god damn it used to be horrible.

I think the main point, the main take away, is know that healing, processing, and recovery is and should always be at your pace and any therapist or professional worth their weight in salt should both inherently know that and respect that. Nothing has to go faster than you are ready and you are always welcome - always encouraged - to stop and take a break whenever and however much you need to Recovery is not an obligation or a race, so take your time. ^^

It's hard but shits worth it a thousand fold.

[mcalhenwrites]

Are they named after trees and plants and such? Idk seemed familiar

Some are, yes! :D Long post ahead. :') So simple explanation but dragons are keepers/protectors of their region, which could be a section of a continent or an entire planet. Depends on the dragon's experience and size of region/planet. Now, humans have sometimes named dragons, and those names stick. Humans don't know about all dragons, so you'll have some with more complicated names. Tessa's name? Not her actual name! No one would be able to decipher it. ;) Here's a conversation between Niven and Tessa:

          “Did Methla teach you how to talk in human tongue? And what is your real name?” Nearly all the humans who had ever heard the language of dragons lived thousands of years ago. Not even priests and priestesses could claim they had ever heard it.

          She responded to the last question first, using a guttural noise that filled the air like the rush of a waterfall. Niven had to clap his hands over his ears. Despite that, he grinned.

          “And yes, I learned your language from Methla,” said Tessa casually as he lowered his arms.

          “Humans could not speak their names, and so placeholders were found.” Niven paraphrased the common knowledge all children learned in the nursery. He giggled. “Does that mean you didn’t know we called you Tessa until Methla told you?”

          Tessa snorted so much that it created small waves in the water in front of her. They lapped against Niven’s rock stack.

          “It’s a simple name, yes. So is your language. It has had so much time to evolve, and yet you have not the words for some emotions, no word for the tickle of a tail touching scales.” Her lips curled into what must have been a dragon’s smile.

Anyway, humans sometimes go with "what a dragon seems keen on" too. One of my dragons, Dirkka, likes... Dirks. Swords. Knives. Sheathes. (Dragons, hoarding? Yes haha~) Mind, he's equally touched when humans offer him sentimental items of no monetary value, like their children's first cut locks of hair. My art post included Bircha, for instance, and the birch tree influence. I'm glad I finally got to draw him. That led to a funny convo with a friend, who didn't know the word for birch tree in English but still sent me a picture of birch trees to say Bircha reminded her of them. :') Afensi isn't really in a fen, but it's a marsh-like area, and I came up with a name around "fen" easiest. Mydas is interesting, because if you look at his design and hop on google images to search "mydas"... okay wtf I'm getting bugs now, I'll add "sea" - AH THERE WE GO:

(Apparently google has figured out I like to identify bugs, so that must've skewed my results.) Mydas is the name of the planet he built, and the seasons are divided by sea turtle breeding patterns. (Which aren't super realistic, based on my research, but it's a fictional world/that's the system I wanted.) I also have Tempra, who looks over a region called the Spicewood, and it is a temperate rainforest! So yes, location/plants/etc usually do have a lot to do with their names. Just not for all of them. There are a lot of planets. Dragons have had planets destroyed on them (main plot of The Hostile Credence, and it's an unfortunate ending to the planet the first story, The Will of the Whispering, takes place on) and have to rebuild, or they go work on a new one, what of it? Their looks often change if their tastes do. :') They're basically a bunch of artists having a blast with building planets in space together. They also make space highways by the time humans start traveling in space. :D Some are named really affectionately, I think that's where Affie's name comes from. She's about the size of a bobcat, maybe slightly bigger, and just walks into random houses in her region and spends the night. Basically like a neighborhood cat that no one owns. She accepts wine offerings. So drunk aunt cat who crashes at random houses? (They love her, and she's one of the most commonly seen dragons on that planet, whereas others are elusive. No one actually knows Vionne exists.) I love talking about my dragons so much, sorry for the huge reponse haha

[bleachbleachbleach]

2/6-12/23

I am so painfully tired, which has translated alternatingly into feelings of both rage and despair this week. It is going to be a long next four weeks.

Anyway, I’ve said before that I love Hitsugaya best when he is being as boring as possible, and this week I really got to luxuriate in that, because in this part of Hinamori’s chapter she is basically letting Hitsugaya talk at her about all of the things that annoyed him about the captain’s meeting just got back from, including:

Central 46’s emergency management strategy

wartime rush-graduated shinigami

the dangai

Mayuri taking about the dangai

Mayuri

Kensei

rice tithes

And what is more gloriously entertaining than thinking about ghost FEMA and uh idk ghost NAFTA? Well, thinking about ghost budget archives, obviously, which is what they spend the NEXT part of the scene doing. Hinamori is a Real One.

Something I’m working out now is how I want to describe the budget annotations. My vision for why these budget sheets are annoying (besides being written by some yahoo 10th captain emeritus from several hundred years ago) is that the language they’re written in is super old school, even by shinigami standards.

I’m basing the way they’re written off of kanbun, which is a way of annotating Classical Chinese, and back in the day was used for poetry translations but also reports, newspapers, etc. as a way of condensing writing. I’m trying not to get too in the weeds about that, because the point is creative verisimilitude, not historical accuracy; this is a GHOST BUDGET SHEET. I just want the shriveled old budgets to be written in a way that is frustratingly not the norm now, for misery’s sake. But I need to decide how I’ll describe that in a way that 1) is true to Hinamori’s POV, since she knows what she’s looking at (mostly) and doesn’t need to belabor the point, but 2) makes enough sense to the audience to not derail anything.

As far as verisimilitude goes, part of me is sitting here refuting my own budget sheet headcanon like "this idea doesn’t work because THEY DEFINITELY STILL WRITE GOTEI REPORTS LIKE THAT. The reports never modernized!" Because, really, why would they? The arguments I can think of in favor of my desires are 1) The SC is written in modern Japanese, 2) I don’t think you can T9 kanbun on a flip phone, Hitsugaya, and 3) they only have *six years* to learn how to be shinigami, how much time are they going to waste teaching these illiterate fucks how to read and write in TWO different forms? (Counterargument: Joe Shinigami has infinite time between grunt work and seated report-writing work to learn kanbun if he wants that sweet promotion.)

Bearing in mind that all this writing system talk is right before Hitsugaya and Hinamori talk about statistical modeling and the way research-based duty release works in the Gotei, so any description of *the history of writing systems in Soul Society* is not entering into this tabula rasa, and there’s already a bunch of off-hand, in-the-weeds Work Talk weighting the scale, LOL.

In any case, Hinamori and Hitsugaya are on the brink of running out of math to talk about, at which point they will have no choice but to talk about feelings. (As though all the math wasn’t also about feelings).

[dragmiire]

thoughts on the big ganondorf fight(s)! i totally forgot to post them, but i got THOUGHTS INDEED.

okay first off, RLY wish we had a cooler arena for the humanoid fights. Just A Dark Room(TM) felt boring and dull. it would've been neater to slowly walk into deeper and deeper darkness, until finding a light root. then when you light it up, you're face-to-face with The Horrors(TM) (like idk a bunch of gibdo corpses, creepy gloom, whatever) and ganondorf awaiting you. and then you gotta fight in the creepy depths arena lit only by the light root with all the outside edges of the arena pitch-dark and very spooky scary. just. just anything, pls.

MY MAN CAN FLURRY RUSH OUT OF MY FLURRY RUSH?? WHAT. the way i actually screamed when i did a flurry rush (which i rarely do successfully i am SO bad at timing) and he flurry rushed out of it and beat the shit out of me. or when i'd do a flurry rush and he'd just do a sick backflip. what the fuck. why is he so AGILE.

again, HOW IS HE SO AGILE?? he is HUGE and was doing backflips and front flips and flying through the fucking air PRE-DEMON KING MAGIC FORM. if i didn't have to do the stupid army bit every time id love to just go back to watch him do his insane acrobatics.

to beat him i literally had to shove him into a corner against the wall so he'd stop back-flipping away from me. literally every time i would try to hit him he'd slow-motion backflip away and i was going to lose if i did not fudge it a little.

apparently when a dragon dies it causes a NUCLEAR EXPLOSION? PARDON?

also why is it HIS secret stone ends back up on his forehead, but zelda's remains in her tummy?? both of them ate their stones, it made zero sense.

god his demon king form is SO sexy.

lowkey him eating the secret stone, just the intensity of how he seemed to shove it down his own throat? also kinda sexy im weird im sorry.

it took me a total of three hours-ish to beat him, including my first try. as cited to blue, i needed the following to beat him: fierce deity armor (all save for the headpiece at 3 star, headpiece at 2 star), gloom-resistant food, defense-up food, LOTS of gloom removal food, LOTS of heart-up food, and so many prayers.

OH AND I FORGOT, THE FACT HE CAN PERMANENTLY REMOVE YOUR HEARTS?? I WAS SCREAMING?? BRO WHAT THE FUCK??? if i didn't have all that fucking extra heart food he'd have KILLED ME. literally was about to go into a rage if i lost after struggling SO hard.

the dragon fight was super fun and i found it very rewarding, personally, after getting my ass beaten into a blood stain. i honestly don't mind a super easy final fight after a really hard fight, it feels like a lil 'u did it!' final lap.

all in all, i was caught between being SUPER pleased at how hard he was and how they made him rightfully super tough, and also dying because PLEASE nintendo i JUST want to see the last few cutscenes my GOD.

not ganondorf related, but i did like how the game ends with link finally being able to grab zelda, and it was nice to yknow, do it urself. i almost wanted to see what happens if u let zelda go splat but i didnt wanna replay the boss fights if it restarted u. STILL do not like everybody swearing fealty, i didn't like it with the og sages and rauru, ESPECIALLY did not vibe with it and zelda.

idk how to exactly put it into words, it just puts everyone on a subservient level to her when they rly should be kicking the outdated monarchy system to the curb and functioning as equals each trying to boost up their individual societies and hyrule as a whole. but it was rly funny to see link wearing his usual resting bitch face while everyone else is fumbling thru their vow.

[savaphro]

Honestly something super awesome happened yesterday. I wasn’t feeling my best wasn’t 100%. Couldn’t get the fucken lashes on so you already know the start of the day?F U C K E D? Rushing ..Banging out the workday on the reg. Since the full moon all the custys been acting extra crazy. So Arseni that Russian business client was closing out two of his business accounts amr cargo&ship your freight. He definitely could’ve been Bratva LOL anyways while I’m closing his account, my eyes glued to the screen I can definitely feel his stare on me like. heavy. So I tell him the systems going super slow & he’s like no worries. You always take care of me quick no rush. As I keep doing what I’m doing he goes on to say he can tell I’m genuinely smiling and being nice to my clients he can see thru my mask. I’m like okay? Still feeling his gaze..Why does it feel like he’s never coming back LOL ..start up with withdrawal slips and after we’re done he’s like “you’re husbands blessed. He’s a lucky man to have a gem like you.” Of course I thanked him without missing a beat because I hear it regularly.. from my OLDER customers…but it honestly threw me soooo off. Like the dude is super fucken attractive & I’ve helped him COUNTLESS times & I had no idea he viewed me that way or should I say payed attention to me like that?? The interaction felt like he was up and leaving and he was getting this off his chest right quickLMFAO I’m used to unwanted attention from people I don’t want attention from. Overall I was feeling like shit & it felt really good in my brain for the outside world not to see how I felt inside. It felt good that internally it was spongebobs brain on fire and externally what he saw was 180°. None of that. Just a girl hustling, doin her thangg, being quick&efficient (with some side commentary🤣) Idk it was just awesome to me.

[rattyshipss]

Random headcanons about me and Stanley's life after Ggbb

⚠️Spoilers⚠️

In this Stanley lives because I say so👍

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Me, Stanley, and Jamie would absolutely be the trio

We'd probably all even end up living together at some point

FAMILY DINNERS WHERE STANLEY BEING THE SWEETHEART HE IS ALWAYS ASKS ME AND JAMIE WHAT WE WANT FOR DINNER

Jamie: "So are you gonna propose to her soon orrr?"

Stanley: "W-what?"

Jamie: "Well I mean it's kind of a give in after everything that happened that you two are gonna stay together, so I was just wondering when"

Stanley: "Well, as true as that is, I don't wanna rush it, I don't want it to feel like I'm proposing because she accepted me, I want to do it right

Idk how to explain this but like in those edits/videos (Like a specific one of Pam Miller I saw with a guy dying laughing at her acting, in a good supportive way not like she's bad😭💖 If I can find the video maybe I'll include it here) (I FOUND IT https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8hTvPdQ/) there would be so many little things I do and little idiosyncrasies of mine that would either, if they could tell I was agitated at someone, (And they'd defanitely always be able to tell) they'd sit there awkwardly eyeing eachother or just dying laughing at random shit from me

US BEGGING STANLEY TO LET US GET A PUPPY

Me finding random animals and bringing them home

*Stanley looking at Jamie* "This is what I have to deal with"

If anyone comes for Jamie Reynolds they're gonna have to go through me

My family and Jamie's family would absolutely volunteer themselves as Stanley's new adopted family no ifs ands or buts (Doesn't matter that he kidnapped their son😌)

I'd probably end up hiding some of my own personal issues with my family from Stanley for awhile, not wanting to add any more to his plate family wise, especially compared to what he's been through

But he'd fond out eventually and be the absolute sweetest about it

He'd still fully be welcomed into my family though, by everyone

If Stanley ever feels like he has to pay someone to keep his secret again I'm absolutely being the one paying for it this time, he's never having to work two jobs again. Even if there wasn't anybody he felt he needed to pay I'd still be willing to have two jobs just so he could have a break after doing it for so long and not have to work at all

Cara would come over all the time to flirt with me infront of Stanley

Cara: "Her hair is so shiny have you seen it? It's hard to miss"

Jamie running his hands through my hair: "No knots either damn"

Obviously one of the main reasons Stanley has such a good security system at our house is because of his past but it's just a very big bonus that he gets to make sure I'm safe

I'd also probably have the effect of everything that happened to Stanley in Ggbb building up inside of me and the thought of losing him before I break down infront of him but again he'd be so sweet

So many moments of Jamie catching random marks/hickies on the both of us

These last few headcanons could really be either be before or after the events of Ggbb give or take Jamie being there but I really like them so I wanted to include them

I feel like I'd try to be super sweet upfront but an absolute cunt when needed so I can completely imagine Stanley reassuring people I'm nice and telling then how adorable and stupid I really am with him if their first impression of me was during bitch mode

I'd be standing there with Stanley, Pip, and Cara (MY BABIES) like "😄" and then someone I knew was awful would come up behind me and call my name and I'd have to close me eyes and switch before spinning around with an eye roll like "😀/sar🤬"

I had another one I think including Jamie but I can't remmeber😭 But if I remember I'll include it

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Stanley deserves the best life and I'm gonna do everything in my power to give it to him😭👉👈💖

[not-souleaterpost]

Well the new movie is ofcourse very well made, all the special effects and execution of the scale of all of it.

but it kinda is a bit sterile - it reminds me of Nolan movies - they seem like the idea of a 15 year old of "what a mature movie is" (ok thats probably as controversial as my Dune take lol)

By that I mean, they take themselves too seriously and are dark in a very surface level way:

For example, the evil pale bold people - how do we show that they are evil? Oh the slit throaths till it loses its edge, literally. (the bad guy in the end remined me of Jared Leto Joker, sans "damadged tatoo")

In contrast in the Lynch movie they were depicted as ridicolously decadent wacky weirdos - which even if farcical, makes more sense - cause bad monarchs do go in that direction, into gaudy colours, weird perversions and becoming caricatures - making the nephew be actually fucking Sting from the police in his underpants was a genius movie lol - playing with the whole idea of Rockstars - Fascists ala David Bowie.

While in the new one its just "Oh they are monochrome and militaristic, see how uniquely evil they are?" might as well have been Lord Of the Ring orcs lol (But I liked the black-ink fire work or whatever it was supposed to be)

Another thing, everybody hated the Lynch movie cause it was rushed and stuff - but at the same time, while watching the new one I just felt kinda as it was stretched too much, with generic action scenes and just scenes that seemed to go on too long - while at the end feeling yet again somehow as everything happened out of nowhere and things didnt get their time to shine -

Like in the Lynch Dune when Paul uses his voice against the evil nun, the whole scene is back and forth, ending with a cool line delivery by Paul, while in the new he just randomly silences her out of nowhere while she mutters "abomination" under her breath, as if too just check of a box of "show that Paul is better at this cause he is that thing whose name Im not a nerd enough to remember"

Ofcourse the new Dune had cool scenes, like I really liked Paul at that religious gathering with him going all big ham with his superpowers and the foreboding feeling that all brought, but my problem is that it was more the exception and not the rule - cause for example the colloseum scene, which was supposed to look epic was ehh to me, like wow he kills one guy who seems older to him, guess that establishes him as a super psycho ubermensch? If he wasnt pissy at his uncle maybe but now it just eh (or have them all not be drugged idk)

Ofcourse I now people will say "Lynch Dune totally ruined the whole point with a happy ending, Paul wasnt supposed to be a real messiah, its a warning against religious fever leading to horrible things!"

I mean I guess, but at the same time I'm just talking about the movies as their own thing - havent even read the book lol - and tbh, and I think some even say that the new Dune kinda got the details of Herberts point wrong, cause in it it now seems "Ok all these cartoonly evil sadist will kill everyone, but doing anything against them is even worse! See you are even the grandson of them to drive the point of you being the same monster!!"

And to me this seems like a kinda weird message, cause what are they supposed to do? Just die in the desert and let evil reign forever? Do it in a "nice" way, even if it was shown to be impossible by that when Paul didnt try to become a superman that led to all those people being fire bombed? I avoid political things on here but the moral seems to be a bit insensitve especially today "Look when you get occupied for 70 years by people that only want your oil, fighting back is just worse, so lay down and die as Ben Shapiro wants!!!"

While the Lynch Dune actually had the double subversion, of a technocratic nihilistic engineered messiah turning into a real one and destroying the whole system that wanted to oppress the world (or universe) in a ironic twist, while showing how truely this was some providence of God by making the mirracle of Rain as the clossing image.

But look, in the end, I havent seen the Lynch version since a few years, maybe I'm misremebering shit with rose tinted glasses. And also I am both a contrarian and somebody who doesnt like "unfairness" even in stupid shit, so hearing for years how "lol Lynch fucked up haha he even says it himself!" while the new one gets praised more than the false messiah does in the movies, makes me wanna hitch a sandworm and ride of into the desert of the real takes.

Idk.

Yeah...Sorry

Will people hate me even more if I unironically think Lynch's Dune is better than the new one🤔🤷‍♂️

[incandescent-eden]

Warren belongs to @boffinsandbeasties! 

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             “Warren!” Virgil was screaming. It shouldn’t have surprised Medb. Virgil was always screaming, always running, always raring to fight.

              “Warren!” they repeated, more agitated. “Come back and fight me, you coward! Face me like a real son of Mars!”

              No, what hurt Medb’s ears was the pitch of Virgil’s voice. Virgil’s voice had a strange quality to it, like metal scraping up against other metal, sharp but not annoying. They spoke with clarity and surety and a confidence that bordered on hubris. But then what would one expect from a child of the war god?

              Except Virgil’s voice was not assured, not today. Medb had never heard such rawness from Virgil. Virgil who never cried, never showed fear, never gave up on their ambitious, impossible, delusional dreams… Virgil’s voice was hoarse, cracked from shrieking for hours and hours on end.

              Shrieking was not like Virgil.

              “Warren!” they screamed, and Medb tensed. Their voice was thick and choked.

              Medb felt her way along the walls, her robes sweeping in front of her, slowing her down considerably. Her heart pounded in her ears ten times within each excruciatingly slow step. The stone was cool beneath her fingers as she followed Virgil’s voice until the warm sunlight hit her face, letting her know she was at the courtyard.

              Virgil was still screaming.

              “Hey,” she said softly. She took a slow step toward them, pausing to listen for a shift. Virgil was smart, they wouldn’t hurt her if they didn’t want the gods’ wrath upon them.

              A shiver ran up Medb’s spine. Perhaps that’s exactly what they wanted, though.

              The few demigods, frozen in place by Virgil’s outburst, parted to let Medb through, their murmurs of fear turning to those of reverence. She hated that. As if she couldn’t hear them whispering. She grimaced. Virgil was the more important matter at hand.

              They were still wildly yelling, but the screams were less coherent now, having faded from threats to Warren, demanding he fight them, to steady sobs.

              Medb stopped about two feet away from them. “Come on, Virgil, you’re making a fool of yourself. Warren’s long gone. He left hours ago.”

              They were still for a moment before collapsing in Medb’s arms like the walls of Constantinople when the Turks came, crumbling and pale. She held them tightly, felt their toned arms and back turn to gelatin in her arms, felt the wetness of their eyes on her shoulder.

              “We were supposed to be like brothers,” they whispered.

              “I know,” Medb said softly. She felt her way up until her hand reached their hair, stroking it gently. The buzzed right part of their hair was prickly beneath her palm. “Vesta bless you both,” she murmured. “Our goddess of the hearth will bring him back.”

              “She shouldn’t.”

              “Don’t be foolish, Virgil. We’re a family. Our lady will protect our family.”

              Medb felt Virgil tense up once again, all vulnerability quickly retreating. Even their body went rigid, less human and more stone. No, no, no, no, please, she implored the gods for just a moment more before rage overtook her friend. Not even Vesta listened.

              “He is no brother of mine,” Virgil said, pulling themselves free of Medb’s embrace. “Warren Sutherland is a coward who couldn’t protect his family or friends. He betrayed us.”

              Dead silence hung in the air. She imagined if she could see Virgil’s face, perhaps they would be watching her, examining her expression for a clue. Daring her to react.

              Sadly, Medb nodded. “Do not let rage blind you, child of war,” she warned, but she could do nothing more. Maybe if she could see their face, they would be taken aback. Maybe a tear rolled down their cheek as the stars streaked across the night sky, and Medb could make a wish upon that tear that Virgil would not know the pain of waging war against their brother, too, just one more person to rage against in a world they already confronted with anger and pain every day.

              Sensing no answer from Virgil, though the words hung so thick in the air even a blind woman could reach out and read them, Medb turned and began to walk away.

              May Vespa keep them both.

[teenandbeyond]

Piccolo x Fem. Alien Reader

^Gotcha!

I had a similar idea for a fanfic, but I decided to make it one-shot.

🐉⍟𝐙 Side of Lies🐉⍟𝐙 (DBS)

Warning: Violence (it's Dragonball), LONG OMG, after the golden Frieza saga ig? IDK, kinda got rushed since I didn't want to lose complete motivation to write it by waiting, fighting scenes take too long so I didn't really right much of those, since I tried to make a story's worth of content into a one-shot lol

You join your brother to challenge the warriors of earth, just a fun battle to enjoy, nothing fatal. You didn't expect to have good chemistry with the Namekian you had to fight.

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"[Name], how much longer? I want to get there already!"

You rolled your eyes at your brother's impatience, "We're close, relax, brother."

He sighed dramatically, "We've been traveling for four months!"

You tapped away at your hologram that was projected from your metal cuff as you moved to another side of the room, "You're the one who even wanted to go to earth--"

"You agreed!"

"But I have no issue, that's you."

He crossed his arms and leaned against the passenger seat.

"How are you my older brother, yet less mature than me?"

After finishing what you needed, you walked over to the console at the front of the room.

"Are you ready to see what the earthlings have to offer, sister?"

You swiped the hologram away, turning to face him, "Very, I've heard much about these earthlings from all over, even Lord Beerus thinks highly of their power."

Beep.

You grinned, "We're in their solar system, we will be approaching earth in 15 minutes. They're in for a surprise when we release our power."

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The Z fighters were just enjoying a day together, when suddenly...

They felt two insane power levels, and although Kakarot and Vegeta had Super Saiyan Blue, they were no less alarmed.

"Who's...power level is that?! It's totally insane!" Krillin sweat, the power feeling heavy.

Goku stared straight ahead, "Well, whoever it is wanted to make a point. With power levels this strong, we would've felt it a while ago."

"They're foolish to think of coming here, they've made their own death sentence," Vegeta crossed his arms with a glare.

Goku laughed, "No need to be so dark Vegeta. Let's go see what they want!"

The group blasted off, Piccolo, Goku, Vegeta, Krillin, and the rest were spectators (or tag-in's if necessary)

"I'll, um, just stay here," Gohan pushed up his glasses.

"At least one of you isn't being reckless," Chichi sighed.

"Hey, where's everyone going?" Bulma asked, watching their silhouettes get farther and farther.

"There are two big power levels in that direction," Gohan pointed south-west, "They went to go see who it was."

"And they didn't tell me? Ugh, men."

"Wait, Bulma! You're pregnant!"

Bulma hurried to her copter chasing after them a few minutes later.

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The Z fighters watched as a ship slowly landed several feet away from them.

They stood in wait, a minute later an abnormally tall male sauntered out.

"So these are the earthlings. It's nice to see you in the flesh."

"Who're you?" Yamcha called over to him.

The man ran a hand through his hair with an egotistical smirk, "My name is [Brother Name(make one up)]."

Vegeta rose a brow, "Why are you here? Tell me, what reason you would risk your life and come here?"

"To take over this planet, of course."

Vegeta threw his head back with a laugh, "That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard."

"Who's in there with you? He's too afraid to come out?" Piccolo spoke up.

[Brother Name] looked at the Nemekian curiously, "Ah, you've put your impeccable hearing to good use."

[Brother Name] tapped away at his metal cuff, speaking in a foreign language.

"I've called my sibling out here, we will be joined momentarily. Who will challenge me?"

Yamcha bravely stepped forward, "I'll go first, guys. I may not be the strongest, but I'll tire him out a little."

[Brother Name] tilted his head, "Tire me? I doubt I'd even break a sweat going easy on you...But if that's what you wish."

The door to the ship opened again and you slowly stepped out, no one expected that a girl (who was about Goku's height) had that much power, yes they're still a little close-minded with that (that's what the tournament is for lolol).

You took a deep breath in, it was required for you to learn the language and adapt to the air, your species was very adaptable.

"Greetings," you addressed the group politely.

They were confused, why were you being so polite when you were coming to take their planet?

"Sister, I've got a challenger already."

You crossed your arms and scanned the group, "Oh? Who?"

He pointed to Yamcha, which made you intrigued.

"Him? Unlike the others he doesn't seem to be suppressing his power, he's just weak."

The human was very much triggered by that, but couldn't deny it because he's even admitted this fact.

"You can watch until I need to tag you in or it's your turn," [Brother Name] stretched a little.

You stepped away several feet along with the other fighters to give them space.

The battle barely lasted two minutes, but because he was going easy on Yamcha, then Tien stepped up he lost in three minutes. Krillin surprisingly lasted four and a half minutes (Bulma had arrived in the middle of that battle).

"Namekian, you want to step up next?" Your bother challenged.

"Actually, brother. I wish to fight the Namekian, I've never fought one before," You pushed yourself off of the boulder you leaned on, "Besides, you're almost beating them to the death, this is just non-lethal warfare."

Another red flag, you both were saying two different things. Why?

"...Ah...Right. I'll tag you in to fight the Namekian then," you smacked hands, taking his place.

You smirked, "Are you prepared to lose, Namekian?"

He mirrored your smirk, "Funny. I was about to ask the same thing."

You fought, deciding to go a little easy on him.

"Not bad, you haven't forfeit yet," you aimed a kick at him.

He caught the kick and held your leg for a moment, "You're not much of a challenge," he teased.

You tilted your head, "Oh?"

You flipped using your other leg and broke out of his hold.

The fun, teasing, banter went on throughout the fight, you might want to be friends with this Namekian after, you liked him.

He enjoyed this battle with you too, but he couldn't be friends with someone who was ending the world, sorry.

You grinned, "Hey, wanna see a trick?"

He lost.

Your brother stepped in to fight Vegeta next.

You calmly watched the battle, sitting on your rock.

'You know, I feel you and your brother don't have the same intent for this planet.'

You glanced over at Piccolo, but he wasn't talking...was he in your head?

You furrowed your brows and looked back to the battle, 'Are you in my head?'

'One of my abilities.'

'How do you mean? We don't have the same intent?'

'He wants to take over this planet, you don't seem to want the same.'

'Of course, I don't, we're just here to fight--Neither of us wants to take over the planet, my brother isn't like that! Why would you say such a thing?'

'Why need do I have to lie? He told us himself.'

You zeroed in on your brother, he couldn't, could he? You didn't take over planets, you just challenged the warriors there. He'd never taken over a planet before, what was different about this one?

You observed him more closely, he seemed eviler, you knew how he fought, he was fighting like he was fighting to the death. Why was he lying to you?

'If anything, the only person he's lying to is you.'

"Brother!" you called out to him high in the air.

Your voice had so much emotion in it, it made both opponents stop.

Betrayal, anger, shame, remorse.

"Why are we on this planet?"

He was confused, "Uh...To fight the earthlings--"

You glared, "Cut the crap! Why. are. we. here?!"

There was a pause before his entire demeanor changed...the man in front of you was no longer your brother, but a man drunk on power.

He sighed dramatically, "I should've given you more credit. You're not as foolish as I thought, sister. I'll be honest, I'm taking over this planet."

"But why? You've never--"

"Every planet we've been on, I've taken over. I always went back, but this time...this planet had stronger warriors, I knew I could use your love of battle against you and make you believe this was just another 'conquest of strength' like I did for every other planet. Made you believe we were traveling all over to test our strength."

Your nose stung as your eyes prepared to water, you wouldn't let them, you muttered to yourself, "Four planets. For two years I never knew...how?"

"Because you're naive! Ha! You're so willing to trust me due to us counting on each other through childhood, it's not hard to fool you."

He was right, outside of a fight, you were more innocent to things outside of that.

"I no longer need you, so it doesn't matter, [Name]. I'll just kill you along with these warriors."

"Your own sister?" Goku was appalled.

[Brother Name] shrugged, "She's disposable. Powerful, yes, but it matters not to me. I'm more powerful than she."

No more.

"Well, brother, since we're coming clean...I'll admit something to you as well."

He noticed your shark-like grin.

"I'm good at lying too."

You suddenly had an abrupt burst of power, higher than his by a landslide. How did you hide this from him?

"I-I...what? How do you??"

You held a solemn expression, "As much as it pains me--you are my brother--apparently I am dead to you. But I won't be the one to die today."

He sweats, "D-don't kill me..."

You flew up, "Don't kill you? Weren't you going to kill me like we are not blood? Family? We've lived together long enough for me to learn one thing, I'm good at being alone, so in your words, you're 'disposable'."

You defeated him swiftly, biting your lip to stop from crying. You killed your brother. Although he would've done the same with less remorse, you still loved him dearly.

After you bowed to Piccolo, "I believe this is the custom in this country for thanks, correct? Thank you, for thinking of telling me the truth."

"Hey, thank you for finishing him, we would've been done for!" Yamcha laughed gratefully from the ground, still clutching his wound.

He was promptly elbowed by Krillin in the head, "That's still her brother, man. Be more thoughtful."

"Man, I wanted to fight," Goku grumbled. He got smacked in the head too.

"I'm going to depart, I'd rather not overstay my welcome."

"Where are you going to go?" Bulma asked in concern, maternal instinct, probably. You were fairly young, you looked to be late teens to early twenties in her opinion.

You hummed in thought, "I don't know, my brother and I never had a place to call home, we travel often--"

"--You can stay at my place then."

"...Pardon?"

Vegeta sputtered and swiveled his head to his wife, "Bulma! Stop inviting strange creatures to our home!"

She crossed her arms, swaying her hip to the side, "It's my house, I lived there first. And don't be a hypocrite," she raised a brow, "Aren't you one of the 'strange creatures' I invited into my home?"

His ears were tinted pink.

"Besides, she's cute. She could help out with the baby once they're born, too."

"She's not going anywhere around my child, don't trust her so easily!"

"She doesn't mean any harm, Geta! Don't be mean, she has enough going on," Goku put his hands on his hips.

"Hey, [Name] can you cook?"

You were startled by the bright Saiyan man suddenly in your face, "I-ah--Yes, my species is adaptable too, so I can easily cook any type of cuisine--Why?"

"We'll see..." Vegeta muttered as he rolled his eyes.

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You adapted well to the situation. Especially after the tournament of power (let's just pretend you took 17's place)

You quickly got along with Bulma, you helped her cook, and she always called you adorable. She was the first older female who was kind to you. She is grateful to you for helping save the universe.

Vegeta didn't warm up to you as quickly, but he noticed you made his wife happy, helped in the tournament, and made good food...so he didn't hate you.

Trunks and Bulla love interacting with you, you are a bright and somewhat innocent person, so it was easy for you to get along with children.

You and Goku get along, you have similar personalities, although you are more mature and thoughtful. You think he secretly hides his true intelligence though. He likes fighting you and making you cook him food sometimes after hearing from Vegeta and the Briefs about how good it was. Chi-chi didn't really know how to feel at first, she thought a younger woman was trying to seduce him and almost succeed using his two favorite things, but you were not, so she doesn't mind you.

Goten has a blast with you, he thinks you're cool.

Gohan and Videl found you adorable too, you also get along easily with Pan, you are very good with children due to your good balance in personality.

Krillin and 18 enjoy your company, you found 18 cool for basically being the strongest female of the Z-fighters, power-wise.

Then there was Piccolo, why was he so different to you?

You found yourself fascinated by him, you wanted to know things about him. As time went on you found him attractive.

"[Name], why are you staring at me?"

You jumped, your face warming, you didn't know it could do that until you met him.

"I-I was just in thought, sorry."

You didn't necessarily know what this feeling is. Why did he make you nervous, giddy at times, warm?

You were waiting with him for Gohan to drop off Pan for Piccolo to babysit. Usually, you didn't stay once Pan was with him or he went off to Gohan's to give them privacy, since Piccolo was closer to Pan than you were.

There was a peaceful silence.

"[Name]."

"Piccolo?"

He wouldn't admit he liked saying your name, never.

"I have a question, could you answer it for me?"

You smiled over to him, "Sure!"

"If you...find someone beautiful...when you've never thought that way before...would you tell them?"

You cutely furrowed your brows in thought, you didn't expect that question from him.

Did he like someone?

Your eyes cast downward in disappointment, but you'd rather him be happy, besides you've only known him a month or so. You didn't even know why you felt like this.

"I don't have the bravery to tell them, but if I did, I would."

You drew a circle in the dirt below with your foot.

"I've never thought of anyone romantically...until I met you. I think you're beautiful, [Name]."

You sharply turned your head to him, "I-I...what?"

His cheeks tinted purple, "You either heard it or you didn't. I'm not going to repeat it."

You looked at him in awe, your own cheeks warm, "I think you're beautiful too, Piccolo."

It was a shy silence until Gohan got there and embarrassed both, considering he's crushed on someone before, he knew what it was, he knew his friend.

Piccolo was whipped. For Pan and for you.

[shinaus]

coffee shop soundtrack

in which you find out the cute barista at your local coffee shop has a crush on you, his favourite customer. 

themes: coffee shop/barista au, gender neutral reader, to preface it’s written like the work at the same place together hehe

characters: denki kaminari, hanta sero, ejiro kirishima, katsuki bakugo

shoutout to my angel @keigobaby for brainrotting with me — everyone say thank you to them for being the real one behind this au 😌

denki kaminari

this is the one that started it all

he is by far the most chaotic worker at the place

drops at least one carton of oat milk

per shift

but denki is the ultimate cashier

he’s the reason the place has so many regulars and new customers walking through the doors

he’s just so friendly! and sweet!

makes sure to remember everything about who he encounters, making their experience as pleasant as possible

students come in before they cram for an exam? he’s asking them how it went the following week

a grumpy office worker is a perfectionist when it comes to his order? he has it memorized and makes sure to state what milk is in it when handing it out

he’s just... so personable

but the real difference in him comes the first time that he sees you

there’s something about you that he’s automatically drawn to, but it makes him shy all the same

when he’s taking your order, he finds it hard to keep eye contact with you

doesn’t end up making or handing out your order since there’s a rush, but he can’t help but look over at you any chance he gets

you’ve definitely intrigued him, especially when you give him a smile right when you leave

that’s when he knows he’s done for

as soon as you start returning, he’s pulling out all the stops

asks for your name even if you’re the only customer in the shop, just to hear you say it

will always try to make your order and give it out, even drawing little smiley faces or flowers onto your cup

when you come through the drive thru one day however, is the most chaotic denki will ever get

if it wasn’t his friends he worked with, surely he would have been fired for the stunt he decides to pull

he takes it upon himself to deal with your order

at every window

that’s right

as you pull up to the speaker system first, you hear the tail end of him trying to take that station

“hey welcome to - jesus sero just let me take this order and i’ll go - uh welcome! what can i get you started with today?”

yeah... he took the headset

he’s moreso hoping you say nothing about the frantic footsteps you hear through it after he’s taking your order

since... he’s running to the next window

insists that the drink is on him, before barrelling over to the last one to hand you your order

if he’s feeling confident enough that day, he’ll ask if you want to maybe come back when his shift ends

or, if he wants to put less pressure, hand you over your napkins with his number scrawled onto one

after that, sero makes him clean the espresso machine for a week

but he landed himself a date with you, so he sees that as being more than worth it

hanta sero

you guessed it

i’m pushing the flirty sero agenda

he makes the best drinks and i’ll die on this hill

is usually either by the machines fixing up orders or running the drive thru with kirishima, depending who’s on shift that day

he doesn’t do a lot of direct customer interaction, but is super chill with whoever he talks to

idk he’s just a casual guy

sometimes if he can tell someone is having a bad day he’ll knock the price of items down for them, or throw in a little something extra

he’s well liked for being so considerate, always in high spirits even during the busiest of rushes 

the first time he takes notice of you is when you come up to the drive thru, noting that you have a bit of a unique order

when he makes the comment in passing as you’re paying, he notices you get a little shy about it

aaaand that’s when the charm kicks in

he’ll tell you he finds it interesting, asks about your favourite kind of drinks etc

whenever he listens to your answer he always looks like he’s hanging onto every word, like he’s genuinely interested

ends up giving you your drink for free, even attempting to apologise for taking up too much of your time

but you don’t mind, in fact it’s what convinces you to go back

now every time you’re at the drive thru, you can’t help but hope he’s there

which, how convenient, he is

not that he you know - asks to trade places with kiri or anything

like i said, he’s a real casual guy...

anyways, he’ll look forward to seeing you whenever your car pulls up

the two of you end up talking about drinks a lot, mainly because you’re curious of his taste

he’ll always smirk a little whenever you ask him questions about himself though, unknowing if it’s intentional or not

another thing about him i stand by is that he’s really good at doing latte art

so if you ever ask for one he’s really boutta show off just to put it in a to go cup

mainly since every time he does it by the window, he spies you looking at his hands

makes him a lot more confident for sure, especially since you seem just as interested in him as he is you

one day you end up coming really late, he’s on the closing shift with one or two others and business has been slow

he’ll take the headset off once you get to the window, allowing himself to lean forward a little towards your car

“are you busy right now?” he’ll ask you, trying to keep up the front even though he’s nervous about technically asking you out

he’ll tell you when his shift finishes, which you take as your chance to offer him a ride home

he’s a little surprised, but smirks to himself once more now that he knows he gets to spend some more time with you

“my shift ends in an hour, but i can free up a table and a pastry if you come inside” 

ejiro kirishima

did you mean employee of the month

every month

mans if the backbone of the establishment and i mean that

obviously we’re all aware he’s a massive sweetheart, so this is a place he would totally thrive in

like i said in sero’s he would either do the drive thru or make up orders

he enjoys the latter the most, since he knows the menu pretty much from memory and can make them super fast

plus, he’s flattered by the compliments he gets about how nice he makes everything look

here and there, he has a few extra jobs he likes doing to keep the place looking nice

one of which is the seating area that’s outside by the front door

in particular, the chalkboard with all the specials

he loves writing on it every morning and drawing the little cakes or pastries next to what they have in that day

which, in turn, leads to him running into you

he always goes out and writes on the board just before they open for the day, which is conveniently the same time you come in for a caffeine fix

not a lot of people come around at that time, so kiri ends up seeing you pass by almost every shift

and being the polite boy that he is, wishes you a good morning every time he sees you!

as time passes: it’ll include what specials they have that day, comments about the weather, asking about your day etc

it gets to the point where the both of you are just outside talking for who knows how long before you follow him inside

the other guys notice how you two seem to get along well, so let him do his thing behind the counter in hopes of getting more time with you

denki teaches him how to run the counter on the sly, hanta trades him and goes off to the drive thru - hell, even bakugo goes to buss tables and give him free reign 

of course with the kind of person he is, he does everything perfectly for you

gets your drink spot on (even adds a little extra topping if you want it), cooks whatever breakfast food you order perfectly etc

gives you a little muffin to try to since you had brought it up one of the days he had written it on the board

he be making you feel like you’re in some kind of whirlwind romance movie

and what are the chances, he gets sent on his break as soon as he hands you your things

he had no intention of pushing it and asking to sit with you, but who is he to say no as soon as you offer?

so, he spends his break with you - and nobody says a word when his time goes over by a few extra minutes

by the time you’re ready to go, he’s managed to land a date with you and is already asking about places to take you to dinner when he sees you again

katsuki bakugo

why do i see him as the one in charge of shifts

like not the manager but like

the manager

y’know?

anyway

he’s usually just wandering around making sure things are running smoothly like the perfectionist he is

probably enjoys bussing tables or organising the collection bench

because again, perfectionist

also is in charge of the baked goods, so is often in early in the morning to take care of that

you’re someone he’s seen in passing a few times, but never gotten the chance to talk to since you’re usually quick with your drink

but whenever he goes to clean your table, he notices that everything is so neatly organised for him to take away

as if even though you knew it would be getting cleaned anyway, you did your part to make it a little easier for whoever did it

it was something he came to appreciate

he ends up seeing you a lot more from that point

whether it’s only because he’s actually paying attention to anything other than his shift now, he’s unsure

but every so often you’ll smile at him as you pass, prompting him to do. the same back without thinking

and as always, your tray is so perfectly organised for him

although one time, you forget your card on the try as you’re rushing off somewhere

which is how he learns your name

pretty, he thinks to himself, before immediately catching onto what he just thought and mindlessly shoving your card into the pocket of his apron to return it 

however

it doesn’t exactly go well when you do return

the shift has been a mess, they were short staffed due to one of the guys getting sick so bakugo is running around trying to keep everything running

at some point, someone drops their drink as they’re leaving which only makes him more stressed

he gets the customers drink remade, then goes off to start mopping the floor

which is exactly when you come in, not initially noticing what was happening right ahead of you and slipping on the wet floor

thankfully, mister quick reflexes manages to catch you in time

he keeps you to his chest and moves over to the dry floor, asking you if you’re alright and apologising for the mess

though you can’t help but notice he calls you by your name when he does

upon pointing it out he flusters, cheeks red as he takes your card out of his pocket and hands it over

you’re immediately relieved upon seeing it and thank him, even offering to get him something and return the favour

but, seeing you up close must make his mouth work faster than his brain

since he simply shrugs, small smirk on his face as he retorts

“how ‘bout i take you out sometime and we call it even?”

[agentjazzy]

okay it's the next day bc I passed out for 11 hours after coming home

I'm making another post about my streetpass, so here's an update about the trip:

So, as I said, the reservation to get into Super Nintendo Land wasn't until 8:20pm. My family got that time by opening the app and clicking it As Soon as we got to the park, which was at around 10am.

IDK if you're all familiar with Universal Studios Hollywood, but there is Not enough things to do for 10 hours. For the second day of opening, the rest of the theme park was surprisingly empty, with mostly everyone either inside nintendo land or congregated right outside it, next to Transformers the ride. So, my family rode all the rides we wanted to, plus some we didn't really care for but, god, at least it's something.

The previously mentioned Normal™ feeling lasted 2 hours, whereupon I just sat at a table, played the streetpass games, and then ate lunch/dinner.

Afterwords, my eyes kept rapidly blinking and hurt a little, but at least the 24 hour dramamine did it's job and I wasn't nauseous at all.

At 7:30pm, my whole family just headed towards the Jurassic Cafe and ate some fries/I played more of the streetpass games.

Getting into the land involved waiting in a line, showing the attendant your phone app reservation (not a screenshot. they specified this and would scroll to check it was the app. alternatively, there's also a paper ticket you can get but most people had the app)

after that, my family looked around a bit, checked out the bathrooms, saw that all the power band things had long lines, then waited in the mario kart line

(here's the women's bathroom if anyone was curious. It's water-level themed)

when we entered the line it said it was a 130 minute wait (2 hours 10 minutes), but also apparently the ride broke down. there were several intercom announcements of this, and a LOT of people left the line at this point. some people that left claimed that the workers told them that this specific breakdown was something that had Never happened before and they had No Clue when it would be fixed, but, like, this is the 7th day of the ride being open; no shit, that there would be a breakdown that a worker has Never seen before.

Anyways, after 20 minutes the ride was working again and everyone cheered (which is how we knew it was working bc there was no announcement), and the line moved pretty steadily. Only waited a total of 1 hour 10 minutes, so a whole hour was shaved off, so that was nice.

It's an AR ride, and while in line you get a Mario visor to put on and adjust to your head. At this point, it fit perfectly fine, resting right above my glasses.

On the ride, after connecting the actual screen part to the visor, the weight of it sunk down and pressed down on my glasses, hurting a bit. Then, bc the air that was rushing against my very tired eyes, my eyes started watering like crazy.

I had to keep wiping my eyes with my shirt sleeve in order to see and my glasses kept falling down my nose and there was A Lot of effects happening on the glasses - like, an almost sensory overloading amount.

Despite all that, I got the 2nd highest score on my kart (112 - my dad got 115, my mom got 92, and my brother got 98), so I guess that being unable to see a quarter of everything was fine.

We exited the ride around 10:20ish, which is after closing, but the workers let everyone run around and take pictures! All the power-up band activities were closed, so it's a good thing we didn't buy one beforehand.

All in all, with all the people packed into such a small area, plus the reservation system, I would suggest waiting a few months if you want to enjoy everything the land has to offer.

I'm going to a major theme park in a bit w/ only 5 hours of sleep and I took the WRONG dramamine (took the og one, not the 24 hour non drowsy one) may god have mercy on my soul and also I'm bringing my 3ds and i hope that a get a single streetpass amen

[wellsayhelloaagin]

Hey

congratulations 🥂🎉on so many followers!!

Idk how does this 5 sentences thing works but let's give it a try :)

How about 15 and 45 from fluff

Thank you!

Didn't end up doing the 5 sentences thing because it was super hard. Also sorry this took so freaking long to get done.

15- “wow, you’re photogenic.”

45- “that’s the sixth time you’ve complimented me today.”

~950 word fluff drabble- Wanda x Reader

1K Celebration

“You look nice today.”

You smile as you walk into the kitchen, turning to face Wanda who was sipping her coffee at the counter, her mug clutched between her hands.

“Thanks,” you acknowledge her compliment, secretly thrilled that she thought you looked good.

You had been crushing on Wanda for months now and while she had never been more than a good friend to you, you secretly hoped that maybe she liked you back.

“Going anywhere special today?” she asks as you pour your own coffee before sitting on the stool beside her.

“Just heading to the zoo with Nat,” you reply, taking a sip of your beverage and feeling the caffeine hit your system.

“Sounds fun,” Wanda smiles at you. “Make sure you wear plenty of sunscreen, don’t want you burning that adorable nose of yours.”

She reaches out and taps your nose with her finger and you feel the blush creeping up your neck.

“You should come with us,” you blurt out, “I mean if you’re not busy.”

“Oh, I don’t want to intrude,” Wanda replies, “but I bet it would be fun to see all the cute animals.”

“No, you won’t be intruding,” you rush to reassure her. “It would be more fun with you there, plus Nat won’t mind.”

“What won’t I mind?” Natasha asks as she walks into the room, walking over to the counter.

“Wanda is coming to the zoo with us,” you announce, looking over at your crush and noticing the small smile on her face.

Natasha reaches into the fruit bowl on the counter, plucking an apple from it. Her eyes flit between you and Wanda, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.

“Perfect,” she replies and you’re not sure you like the mischief dancing in her eyes.

//

“Ugh, my feet hurt,” you complain as you sit down on one of the benches near an exhibit, sighing dramatically as Wanda and Natasha watch you with amused stares.

“You’re such a baby,” Natasha tells you, earning a glare from you.

“Am not,” you pout, trying to fight a smile as Wanda giggles at you.

“Yes you are,” Wanda argues, sitting down next to you on the bench, her arm coming around your shoulder and squeezing you tightly. “But you’re a cute baby so it’s okay.”

“Awww, aren’t you two just adorable,” Natasha teases before raising her phone in front of her to take a picture, “look!”

She turns the phone toward you to show you the picture. You’re still pouting in the picture, but your eyes are soft as you gaze at Wanda. She’s laughing at you, her smile taking up her whole face.

“Wow, you’re so photogenic,” Wanda comments, looking at the phone with a soft smile on her face, “your eyes look so beautiful in the sun.”

“Uh, thanks,” you reply awkwardly, earning an eye roll from Natasha.

“Problem, Romanoff?” you ask her.

“Nope,” she replies sweetly, putting her phone back into her pocket. “C’mon, let’s go look at the penguins.”

You’re about to whinge that you haven’t rested enough but the excited look on Wanda’s face stops you. There’s no way you could possibly deny her anything.

She stands up, offering you her hand. You grasp it tightly, marvelling at the warmth and softness of it. To your surprise, she doesn’t let go of your hand after she tugs you to your feet, instead gripping it tightly as she drags you towards the penguin exhibit.

The three of you walk over to the glass, watching as the penguins dive below the surface, their slick bodies slicing through the water.

“Do you know that some penguins mate for life?” Wanda muses, giving your hand a gentle squeeze, her eyes still glued to the birds playing in the water.

“That’s pretty sweet,” you reply, looking at Wanda out of the corner of your eye.

“Not as sweet as you,” she jokes, nudging you with her shoulder.

“Okay, that’s like the sixth time you’ve complimented me today,” you say, confusion lacing your tone, “did Nat put you up to this to mess with me?”

You hear Natasha snort beside you and you turn to scowl at her.

“I’m going to run to the bathroom real quick,” she mumbles before disappearing.

You turn back to face Wanda, noticing the hurt expression on her face.

“Why would you think that I’m messing with you?” she asks softly.

“Why else would you say all those nice things?” is your puzzled reply.

“Because I like you,” she tells you, “and I thought that maybe you would pick up on it, but I guess you’re just as oblivious as Nat said you were.”

“Oh,” you reply dumbly, your mind completely blown by her confession.

“Yeah,” she says, dropping your hand and taking a step back. “But I guess Nat was wrong about you liking me back.”

She goes to walk away and your brain finally catches up.

Wanda liked you, the same way you liked her. You couldn’t let her believe that her feelings were one sided.

“Wait!” you call out, stopping her in her tracks.

She turns to face you warily and you step forward until you’re in front of her. You reach down and grab her hand in yours, your thumb stroking her knuckles gently.

“I like you too,” you tell her, watching the smile break out over her face, “so much.”

“Yeah?” she asks in a whisper.

“Yeah,” you reply before blurting out your next question. “Go on a date with me tomorrow?”

Her smile grows wider, her green eyes dancing with excitement.

“I’d love to!”