#its alright mines just as bad XD

[grimmylover7]

Tag: 5 Songs: 3 Outfits

The lovely @skoll-sun-eater tagged me in this and it was way more difficult than I expected it to be!!??!

I'm not even sure who to tag so i'm just gonna throw some random @'s all over the place and if you see yourself pop up, and you've already done it, just tag me on that post. I'm an idiot XD

@duskvivie @thehautecouturewhore @capriskunk @imgnnafurgf

Rules: Post 5 songs associated with your OC(s), followed by 3 outfits they would wear.

First up:

Eden "Rook" Davis:

"Can't Tame Her" by Zara Larsson

"And you can't tie her down When the night comes around Said she gonna party all night (all night) And you can't change her Can't blame her, can't tame her Can't tame her magic energy She's so magnetic, pulls you in every time (every time)"

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Take Me Back To Eden by Sleep Token

"My, my, those eyes like fire I'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre Come now, bite through these wires I'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired Reset my patient violence along both lines of a pathway higher Grow back your sharpest teeth, you know my desire

I will travel far beyond the path of reason Take me back to Eden"

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Cherry Wine by Hozier

"Her fight and fury is fiery Oh but she loves Like sleep to the freezing Sweet and right and merciful I'm all but washed In the tide of her breathing

And it's worth it, it's divine I have this some of the time"

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FREAK by Demi Lovato

"Pinch me, singe me, inch me to the edge Prod me, laud me, ungodly but heaven sent

Get your tickets to the freak show, baby Step right up to watch the freak go crazy

I am what I am and what I am is a piece of meat Take a bite just to watch me bleed, freak"

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Wasteland by Seether

"I remember the way you left me broken Don't shed a tear for me Nobody seems to be willing to save me from purgatory Nobody seems to be able to shed the treadwheel"

Outfit ideas/Inspiration (Not mine btw, all found on pinterest)

She prefers to cover up because of the scarring. Tight fit clothes if possible. Head to toe. Maybe bare arms but even that's pushing it. She likes rough material too, something to scratch at her skin to bring sensation back in places were nerve damage left her numb.

ALRIGHT NOW:

Victor Cain:

Just Pretend by Bad Omens

"I'm not afraid of the war you've come to wage against my sins I'm not okay, but I can try my best to just pretend

I can wait for you at the bottom I can stay away if you want me to I can wait for years if I gotta Heaven knows I ain't getting over you I know the pain that you hide behind the smile on your face And not a day goes by where I don't think I feel the same"

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The Summoning by Sleep Token

"Oh, and my love Did I mistake you for a sign from God? Or are you really here to cut me off? Or maybe just to turn me on 'Cause these days I would be lying if I told you that I didn't wish that I could be your man"

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Just A Cloud Away by Pharrell Williams

"So What? You've blown a fuse? Well that happens to us all. Well, I come with great news. The day could change, change, change, change. We've all, of course, been there before Been there, crying, fighting, the dark. Let good energy be your strong - Wont get away-way-way-way This rainy day is temporary."

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Lighthouse Keeper by Sam Smith

"Yeah, I see you looking, Looking for a sign Praying for a beacon, So here's the light My arms will be wide open For the moment you arrive, arrive When you set sail on your journey And happiness is far away Love will guide you 'til the morning Lead your heart down to the bay Don't resist the rain and storm I'll never leave you lost at sea"

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How Far We've Come by Matchbox Twenty

"I'm waking up at the start of the end of the world, But its feeling just like every other morning before, Now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone,

Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end Oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend, Let's see how far we've come"

Outfit Ideas/Inspiration:

Victor is a layers kind of dude unless he's in gear. Then it's bulky enough for his tastes as is. He likes feeling weighted down. Definitely owns a weighted blanket somewhere lol

So yeah, here my Deputies, I hope this is informative to my precious babies in Chokehold because they are both dweebs and in need of loves <3 Thank @skoll-sun-eater for the tag!!!!

[10hourshift]

Stupid/silly rant abt something that probably only I care abt xd

(god i spent so much time on this)

So, for the last two days I've tried to make a redesign of the shadow-magical-girl chica outfit

This one ⬆️⬆️

And it literally sucks so much* that it leaves me with no idea to redesign it without changing everything from it

*in regards of design according Ann's Character, not if the outfit in itself, that is actually really cute*

So I'm just going to point out some things that bother me and mention what I think it would work instead

The outfit as it is

Look, i know this might be a personal bias, BUT magical transformations should be fun!!The excuse of "it's magic, it can do whatever it wants" gives us the opportunity to make cute outfits and stuff!!

Look, the dress is cute, alright, but adding a little bit more of details can really seal the deal here, maybe a bow in there, or some chains if we are going w a more "edgy" design, or adding a few markings on the boots to make them less flat. (Look i know that the design also can not be overly complicated bc the model would be hell to animate, but this girl needs accessories!)

Look, if you added a few random things over the original design it would make it a little bit more interesting, you could call it a day, right? Well yes, but that's what takes me to my second point...

This design is nonsense!!

Look, magical transformations are usually based in a certain theme or idea surrounding the character. Here are some examples

So, with that in mind, what can get get from chica transformation? (That story wise is supposed to show her growth as a person bc it shows that she accepted "her shadows"*)

*what are the shadows anyway, opposite personalities, their biggest fears or just ~bad vibes~?)*

Well, nothing, being the look so basic, and even with the long hair, something that is uncharacteristic of chica, she doesn't look like herself (you can edit the eyes and say it's joy, and it would look more credible) and it's only a problem for Ann, because both Freed and Bonnie have transformations that show their characters

This one is more of a fusion of Freddy and Fred, with the school uniform for Freddy (being his most recognizable look), and the vest for Fred (i want to remember the outfit that Fred uses in the wolf in sheep clothing has a black vest, this one could be representing that but idk)

This one does a Great job, because shows a lot of Bonnie personality (his love for the guitar w the pick, the characteristic hairdo that he does when playing, even the outfit is more "rock" idk how to explain)

So, how did this happen?

Well it's really simple, Chica doesn't have any personality of her own, or things she's recognizable for.

Both Freddy and Bonnie have things that they are known for (Fred and the Yaoi guitarist), that are used in the transformation, Chicago on the other hand isn't recognized for anything else beyond being The Girl™ of the band, in that sense, the transformation does a nice job representing that.

But Chica is more than that

In the series we see different aspects of her, she likes having and supporting her friends, she likes sewing and making clothes, she's the last one to give up on anything, she started a band with the trouble kid, an apathetic dude, a micro niche celebrity and the strange new kid, and somehow she made it work! So there's really no excuse to have her as basic as that.*

Oh hey btw i did make a design for her, but as I said before its really different from the original, and then I realized it kinda looks like @cinnabundolly12 Design--- this one that is waay cooler than mine, so I gave up and made this strange rant

*to be completely fair, Chica has a lack of troubles or conflicts of her own, most of them are related to the whole group, she has a little self doubt one chapter and then sings her song and that's it, she's also very bland as a character xd*

I just put the drawing here bc i liked how the body came out and I will probably delete the file from my phone later

I based the design from here

And it just follows a star theme, i used that bass I found on Pinterest lol. Also I did try to implement some elements from the original but lol ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

[saltynsassy31]

erm erm drop cringey pokemon thoughts pretty pls

FKDKSKAKQ EEEEEE IM GLAD YOU ASKED!

So like, first things first, my favourite pokemone is decidueye, mostly because when my friend got me into playing unite, he was the first pokemon I got (ignoring pikachu who is the default tutorial guy)

I named him Rowley cuz I like how Rowlet sounded lol

And I have a whole little world thought out for my persona and Rowley, specially how they met

Before I go on, I gotta clear up something. Unite is the only pokemon game I ever played, and not out of interest, I just 1. Was never allowed to and 2. When I was, it wasn't in my priority then and now I don't have money for it fksjsja

I loved pokemon growing up! But it was the "demon's" work, so like, yeah, my knowledge is very skewed, but I did run it back to my pokemon encyclopedia friend and they gave the thumbs up so yeah--

But basically, Salty, when she was aroumd 12, was struggling to get a pokemon compared to her other classmates, so she decided to venture out, at first, it was supposed to be on her own, but she wasn't allowed since she was too young, an older, for now, unnamed figure who I'm yet to fill the role of with a proper character, catches her and they join her in her journey.

After still struggling to find one after hours, they stumbl upon a Rowlet

She, before even approaching it, she made noise and called its attention on her, everything was still for a moment until a snack slid out of Salty's bag due the position she halted, they stared at it for a moment before the Rowlet jumped at it, grabbed it and flew off

Salty, irrationally, took chase as her guardian (imma call them that) yelled out for her to stop

Very dumb move but she was always very impulsive

She ran through foliage and rocky ground, calling for the Rowlet who did not hear her please, or simply ignored them

Eventually she lost track of him and was out of breath, body filled with tiny cuts and scratches. Her guardian eventually caught up, equally out of breath and comforted her as she noticed the girl's distraught look.

"Hey, it's alright, there are plenty other pokemon out there"

"Yeah, but it's the first we've seen in hours and it was so...cute...also it took my favourite snack! Can it even eat that?"

"Don't worry, that one specifically isn't bad for them, let's go back to camp and get you patched up."

"Okay..."

They go back, Salty gets patched up and she sits in the log they made to a makeshift bench where she had left her bag sitting while getting taken care of when she heard some rustling. She freezes and slowly glanced down at her bag, that looked heavier and fuller than before. A hand slowly reached down for it and gently opened it, and a gasp escaped her lips.

The rowlet she had taken chase to not moments before was resting in a pile of wrappers, stomach full and currently in a food coma.

She stared at it for what felt like forever, waiting for it to move and fly off again, but no such thing happaned, so she, without taking her eyes off of the bird as if it would disappear the moment she turned away, grabbed one of the pokeballs in her belt and used it on the pokemon, miraculously working, a smile began to build on her face.

"Guardian! Guardian! Guess what just happened!"

She stood up and ran towards her guardian who was fixing up their stuff to start moving.

This is just their backstory tho, I'm still planning her actual story, but their dynamic is very sweet to me

Clumsy, danger magnet girl and a bird who is only there for the food but actually really cares for his trainer

He acts like he doesn't care but is very protective of salty

"If she's gone, my free ticker for a buffet is gone too" he'd say if anyone understood him

Salty's also a bit sensitive so he's usually there to glare at anyone who dares step out of line XD

She'd probably give him a friendship bracelet and it would go something like this:

"If you don't want it I can take it back"

"No its mine now"

[ducknotinarow]

2k12 Raph Angel  - #

send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including:              

"Fine but don' let her bone headed brother find out ya lookin' at 'his. Guy may act like he's cool as ice? but second comes to her? he will flip his lid. An' then she an' I can laugh over it cause it's funny gangin' up on him with her."

 - what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone    

'Pipsqueak'

"I mean it's nothin' in depth or anythin' just cause she small and she makes little excited sounds when she gets her way. So 'ike all the damn time" He offers with a shrug of his shoulders. "I thought Mikey was bad, least I can say no to him and mean it. I tell the pipsqueak no? it always turns into a yes after. Think I understand why Case is such a damn push over now though. That kid really knows how to work you 'round her little finger and how to keep you there."

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone          

[image description] It's a picture of both Raph and Angle together in the photo. Despite the scene clearly being told and shown. They appear to be in her bedroom, from the items in there. Angel in the forefront of the photo, smiling bright and innocent clearly having gotten away with something from the looks of it. Only made clearly with the look of Raph behind her just past her shoulders. Raphael's clearly trying to look as annoyed as he can. Shoulders hunched up slightly curled in on himself. Arms tightly wrapped around himself. She managed to paint up his face. Red on his beak from some lip gloss, and she even convinced him into doing stuff around his eyes. A rare time Raphael isn't wearing the usual red mask, left to hang around his neck. Despite the body language, the corner of his beak is tugged into a soft smile matching the look in his eyes. over at her. She clearly can get past that tough side of the turtle with her crime on display.

"....fuck didn' think ya could see me in that" Clearly getting uncomfortable and flustered by the image. "Just okay jus' ignore it alright ain't nothin' don' make a big deal outta it." HE tries to keep the tough guy act on hard to do when his mask could just blend in with the color of red spreading past his cheeks. "UGH fine okay I let her put make up on happy? She asked I said no. She batted her little eyes at me so I craved and said she could put lip gloss on me like she had before. Somehow the little pipsqueak gets me to agree to take off my mask and I'm sitting there crossed legged on the floor eyes closed so she can put that junk on my eye lids!" Complaining as if he been tormented by the whole event. "...she was sad and said it make her feel better okay!" He admits in defeat "Just fuckin' go to the next one"

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone          

Good Time by Owl City

Whoa oh oh oh, oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh It's always a good time Whoa oh oh oh, oh oh oh We don't even have to try It's always a good time

Doesn't matter when It's always a good time then Doesn't matter where It's always a good time there Doesn't matter when It's always a good time then (It's always a good time)

"Eh I don' really 'ike music like 'his" ignoring the fact he for sure listens to Taylor Swift more than Angel might (or they can be switfies together XD) "But eh ya know it's an okay song listen to it when with here sometimes 'hat's all makes me think of her cause of that." Though I like Owl City I doubt Raph's much for them, but I feel it was something on when hanging out with Angel. I feel like he would have gotten pretty into the beat when having fun with her. Just signing along to it with her. Lyric wise? course he picked the basic chorus from it but I feel the fact the songs mentions bad things happening but still having a good time? Is why it makes Raph think of Angel. Its not a surprise that Raph seems to have found a bit of shelter among the Jones family themselves. This even falls on to Angel who seem to take to him pretty easy even going so far as to being cute at Casey's hockey games saying she'll protect him so no one knows hes a turtle. Raph's not that good about letting himself being protected but a little human girl saying that? it kind of hit his heart. It's why he kind of isn't immune to Angel. She honestly can cheer him up no matter what and I feel she helps to be around when Casey's away like being around Arnold dose. That's Raphs sister -in law make sense he come to like her too ;3;

- my muse’s last text to your muse

[text] look if you do me a soild and help me sneak into Case room with out him knowing, i'll let you try that eye shadow crap on me

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[text] hey pipsqueak Mikey want's to know if you could bring some of you nail polish

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[text] Hey Ange, don't worry! Casey's fine but uh he gonna need to rest in the lair can ya help cover for him? :(

[text] promise it ain't serious but the idiot =_= needs to stay off his foot

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[text] hey

[text] I get ya upset with your brother trust me i know how annoying older brothers can be. more so when they act like they know better than ya

[text] but i also know it's just cause they worry about what could happen and they just wanna look out for us.

[text] ya brother can be a jerk at times but he worries a lot 'bout you kid. Last thing he ever wanna see is you tangle up with bad people who wouldn't look out for you.

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[text] i just miss ya brother

[text] but i'm fine promise kid :)

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[text] Angel please make sure the boys have their coats!

[text] And hats! esp Sav hes cold blooded :( he might get sick

[text] are they okay?

[text] I know you can handle them just fine but everything going well?

[text] Stop ignoring my messages I'm, not used to not having the boys!! >:C

[wastemanjohn]

ALRIGHT AMI I'LL BITE and thanks for the mention ❤ I echo the rec for my name engraved on your heart, it's wonderful and criminally underrated. Go read and save the rainforest.

Okay I feel weird af talking about my own writing but I'm narcissistic enough to do it apparently so here we go. It's really fun to see what it is doing the rounds again lately! To date it's the only longfic I've completed for SPN and I enjoyed every second of writing it. It's wild because it was meant to be a short one shot- I had entirely intended the whole fic to just be what happens in the final chapter (Sam doing what he does while thinking what he thinks) but it just kept growing and growing and I kept getting more excited about how Sam finding out about John and Dean after John died would completely mess him up. I do like making everyone miserable and I definitely did that here lol.

i heard love is blind is the fic of mine that I would call my absolute all time favourite though. I wrote it while I was sick with glandular fever and couldn't do anything else with my time and it really brought me a lot of joy through what was a slow and frustrating recovery period; again what was supposed to just be a quick one shot kept growing and growing. it is actually in my head a companion fic to what it is from john's viewpoint and I think i like it so much because it was my first serious attempt at writing John VP and the only time I genuinely feel like I got him down in a fic exactly how I see him in my head. John/OMC with background johndean, would make my life if anyone feels like checking it out!

And okay because I spoil you guys and because I haven't updated my rec list in a while here are some newer ones off the top of my head that do a general number on my brain:

it can't be that bad by adastreia - Okay so I'm very hard to please with a/b/o but this was perfect. Excellent worldbuilding and sense of place and also just the characterisation/interactions?! Incredible. And gah I just loved this Dean. So much. I wanted to hold him and protect him. (tw discussions of abortion)

ram-jam-bam-ba-lam by @bossymarmalade - - samjohn - How Maggie condensed so much fuckery into so few words is a hell of a skill. Hot and fucked up and also just very darkly funny which I always love to see. Brilliant John characterization where I couldnt quite figure him out - and that's exactly why its good John characterisation haha.

Matryoshka Dolls by @applecrumbledore -The fic I wish I'd written. Absolutely beautiful portrayal of johndean and the aftermath of. Superbly done. Some excellent creepy John and mixed up Dean moments. I don't even have words for how much I loved this fic. Instant fandom classic.

There is no point in staying anywhere by @missmisdemeanor - Okay I do need to catch up with recent updates but just. This is an excellent horror story that I read through my fingers. An AU that doesn't feel too far from SPN in every sense. So good.

puppy lovin' by @samrubygf - Alright this one I'm reccing with my vagina (it is well written though as always!). Omega John getting fucked by Dean, what more could you want? Idk I don't want much more than that personally xD

piggybacking on @missmisdemeanor's ask, on this wonderful dadfucker friday, tell me all about your favorite works (if you're a writer) or your favorite fic (if you're a reader) [or both! both is good!]! let's give ourselves and our favorite writers some love!!

here are some of my absolute faves:

there's no i in team by @vintagedean

it may be pure smut but there is still so much going on beneath the surface and i keep coming back to this time and time again!

what it is by @wastemanjohn

what are you even doing with your life if you haven't read this one yet? it is *that* good, it will alter your brain chemistry forever.

new year's eve, 2002 by @egipci

it is melancholic and heartwarming at the same time and em's writing really doesn't get enough attention, so go check it out if you have a moment!

[f1nalboys]

I just read perks of being sick and it was so cute! ;w; May I request a sequel in which Billy gets sick after reader and Stu get better? I feel like it would be so cute and funny, they wanna help him feel better but he's is all stubborn and like "no, I don't need your help >:(" XD

hiiiii so sorry ive taken so long to write this and im sorry its so short D: i still hope you like it!! this is a sequel to this fic of mine

Poly!Ghostface x GN!Reader

WORD COUNT: 518 WARNINGS: fluff, domestic poly ghostface, sickness, nausea mention, not proofread

Billy really really really wanted to kill you and Stu right now. He knew it was going to happen, had called it the second the two of you had woken up from sleeping against him on the couch that night. Stu, ever the optimist, told him he was being a baby. “Come on, you were around us for an hour! Plus, you never get sick; you’ll be fine!”

Right now, wrapped under the blanket and perched in the corner of the couch, he was feeling the complete opposite of okay. You and Stu were out, had been gone long before Billy woke up and had that first fateful cough. The two of you were due back any minute now and Billy was just trying to figure out how he could act like he was perfectly okay so you both would leave him the fuck alone.

When it came to being sick, Billy was the direct opposite of Stu. Stu was a certified cry-baby when he had so much as a sniffle. Billy, on the other hand, just wanted to be left alone to wallow in his own sickness. Having another person waiting on him hand and foot wouldn’t make him better any faster so there wasn’t any point in having it.

“Honey, we’re home! You look like shit,” Stu’s voice, one that would normally have Billy grinning, sent a sharp pain through his head. The god damn headache still hadn’t gone away even after a few Ibuprofen had been taken. You walk inside after Stu and frown; you agree with his sentiment. Billy did look like shit.

“Billy? What’s wrong, baby?”

“Nothing.”

Stu scoffs at this and Billy rolls his eyes, burrowing further into the couch. He coughs, a particularly hard one, and Stu stops dead in his tracks. “What. The. Fuck.” Billy says nothing, just sniffles, which solidifies Stu’s thoughts. “You’re sick! Y/N! Billy is sick!”

Another pain goes through Billy’s skull and now here you come, a frown and furrowed eyebrows, cooing at him. “Oh no! Billy, what’s wrong? Are you feeling okay?”

“I said nothing’s wrong! I have a cough, it’s not a big deal!”

“No! We got you sick, and trust me, you’ll be throwing up soon. Let us take care of you, please?” You say, sitting down beside Billy, your face filled with worry. It’s almost sickening how much you care about him, he thinks, and he considers telling you to leave him alone but he decides against it.

“Fine. Just… don’t make it into a big deal, alright? It’s just a cough-” The moment the words leave his lips, Billy is hit by a wave of nausea. He squeezes his eyes shut tight, swallowing hard to try and fight back the urge when Stu comes over with a glass of water and saltines.

Stu nudges Billy, slipping in behind him on the couch, and pulls him into his lap. Billy opens his mouth to object but honestly, Stu was really comfortable, and Billy did feel like shit. Maybe having two of his loved ones taking care of him wasn’t so bad…

[adelior]

Name: Unconditionally

Author: R. Adelio

Genre: Romance, Minecraft, Comedy, Fluff

Main Lead: Technoblade, Dreamwastaken, DreamXD

Female Lead: Reader

Chapter: 3

Special Addition: Tchnomaid, Blob Dream, Accidental Marriage To Technoblade

Letters: 8,087

Tag: Territorial Behavior, Delusional Behavior From Wilbur, Wilbur Slowly Tipping Away Into Madness, Fluff, Possessiveness, Deep Kisses, Blob Dream

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Wilbur stood up, his fists clenching. You noticed the odd behavior coming from the brunette, it was unusual for him to look so stressed, and on top of that bothered. "Wil, what's wrong? You can't just lie to me if something is happening" You caught the way his fists tightened. "Don't worry, it's nothing."

He gave you a reassuring smile, turning to the door and leaving you behind with a questionable expression on his face. Wilbur looked pissed, but what could it possibly be that made him this distressed.

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"M-Mm.." You whimpered, eyes closed as the being kept exploring your mouth with its tongue. His eyes narrowed, enjoying the way your body reacted so naturally to his. "So obedient even in your slumber." The blonde complimented but stopped in his tracks when he sees a man in the corner of his eye.

XD quickly became defensive, hiding your unconscious body under his cloak. "What the.." Wilbur's eyes widened, teeth pulled back into a snarl. "LET HER GO-" The God chuckled, softly patting your head from above his cloak. "A mere human, ordering me to submit what is mine? How ridiculous." He said as he looked down, admiring your kissable lips.

"I'll fucking kill you if you don't let her go."

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Even thinking back to what he saw gave him the shivers. A God, specifically DreamXD being infatuated with a human? And not just any human, but it just had to be you, someone who he sees as more than just a friend. "Fuck." He cursed under his breath as soon as he exited your room. Once he was far away he punched the nearest wall. "DAMNIT."

"Wilbur..-?" Tommy's voice softened, he was about to call out to him but decided that maybe it wasn't a good idea. "What do you want Tommy?!" Wilbur screamed, stepping back once he realized that he had raised his voice. "Sorry, I'm just.. Stressed from all of this" He chuckled, stroking his bangs back with a sigh.

"That's.. fine? But enough from that man, what are we gonna do about the problem? We can't fucking contact Techno or Phil without actually going to where they are"

"Tommy, I'm well aware that it'll take days for us to get there but it's alright. As long as we resolve this problem we shouldn't complain about it."

"What about [Name]? Will we bring her along?" The kid asked, a hopeful look in his eyes. Soot knew how much Tommy wanted you to experience the world, more than anybody else. "We aren't bringing her, neither are we bringing anybody else. It'll just be us two."

"WHAT? Bro, I'm gonna fucking starve out there. Not to mention it's gonna be cold as fuck in that damn tundra." He complained, childishly stomping his feet on the ground. "Tommy, it's for the sake of everyone, for us. Now, will you join me or not?"

Tommy pondered but eventually gave in with a grumble. "Fine, we better stop by at Tubbo's place when we're heading out"

"Deal."

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"If you need anything just let me know," Niki said in a soft voice, pressing her hand against your neck, checking if you have a fever. "Niki- I'm not sick so it's okay!" Despite your words, she still looked somewhat puzzled. As if she couldn't connect something but was restricted to tell you. "Well, alright! I'll be at my cottage so just ping me whenever"

"Alright" You responded. "I'll make sure to keep that in mind" She smiled, turning to exit your room. "Is she doing okay?" Tubbo asked in a worried tone, earning a nod from the passing female. "Thank god.." Sighing, he walked in once Niki left the room. The goat hybrid came closer to where you sat on your bed, his hands behind his back.

"Tubbo?"

"Yeahhhhhh?" He dragged his words along, smiling happily as if he's waiting for you to ask what he was hiding, it made you laugh. "Haha, what's in your hand?"

"Oh, this?!" Tubbo happily revealed the flower crown, one that he crafted himself. It took a few hours, but he was able to pick out your favorite flowers on his way back during their exposition. "Wait... Is that for me-" He nodded, gently placing the flower crown on your head. "It suits you! I hope you like it"

"Like it? I LOVE IT TUBBO! Thank you! When did you even have time to make this?" You asked, earning a confident 'hah' from the boy. "I was able to pick out a few of your favorite flowers on our way back. I saw them so I asked Wilbur if I was allowed to bring them home"

Too sweet, you thought. Tubbo was a child who always looked at you with stars in his eyes. It was as if you were one of the many thousands of pulsars that adorned the limitless sky, something that he always admired. "Look I even made one for me, so now we match," He said as he showed his own, one that was decorated in yellow, black, and white flowers.

"How does it look?" Tubbo asked with a sheepish smile. "It looks amazing" You returned the same expression, causing the boy to laugh in satisfaction. "Fuck yeah!"

"Tubboooooooo" Fundy said as he peeked from the door, waving at both you and the male. "We gotta go out now, didn't you say you wanted bees for your bee farm?"

"OH YEAH!"

"Bee farm-" You stared at the brunette with a baffled look on your face. "Oh sorry I didn't tell you, but I'm planning to make a bee farm! I love bees"

Smiling, you waved both of them off. It was always nice to hear Tubbo express his liking for bees. You couldn't blame him for liking them, after all, they were cute when they didn't viciously attack you. "Man now I feel fucking old" You muttered, falling back onto your pillows. "Not to mention, everyone has something to do apart from me"

'Damn that just makes me seem like a freeloader' You thought in your head, smirking at how stupid it was. "Wait I could help farm the Nether Warts-" With that, you quickly changed your clothes and head towards the Nether Portal room. 'I could at least do this. And if I get caught I could just say that I'm preparing ingredients for future potions that I'll be brewing.'

You praised yourself, patting your hand against your right shoulder with a smug smile. 'I'm so smart'

Minutes passed, and you've been working away with growing the Nether Wart farm that's been installed beside the Portal. You managed to harvest at least a stack or two before you became tired. It was more tiring than you expected, but you didn't care. Being able to move around was better than sitting in a singular spot.

"Farming Nether Wart sure is tiring huh?" A male voice asked. "It sure is, takes a lot more strength to pull them out compared to normal crops." You replied, groaning. "That may be true but did you know you could easily harvest them if you heated the roots with lava?"

"Oh, rea- WHAT THE FUCK" You realized how familiar the voice was once your brain started to regain energy after all the moving. "You scared the shit out of me Clay-"

"My bad~" He smirked, pushing himself off of the Nether Portal that was.. lit again..? But how, how did the portal appear again? "Since when did that portal reopen?" You questioned, walking past the male who was outstretching his arms, expecting a hug. "How the hell is this..-"

"Rude, I didn't even get a hello how are you hug?" You glared back at him, nodding to the portal that you were curious about, silently telling him to explain himself. "I wanted to see you again, so I thought I should light it."

"Light it? Are you saying you were the one to destroy that portal in the first pla-"

[SLAM]

You stiffened in your spot, back pressing against the wall as you feel Clay's staggered breaths fan over your face. "You know... You should be grateful I came all the way here just to see you, on top of that with an.." He stumbled forward, body leaning over yours as he continued to breathe heavily.

"Hey, are you oka- CLAY YOU'RE BLEEDING-"

"It's fine." The man breathed out, lips dangerously close to your neck. "What do you mean it's fine?! Let me heal you with potions are you insane?!"

"Just.." His voice softened, body slowly getting smaller and smaller. "Let me rest.."

[POOF]

'Huh' You stood there confused, a gust of wind blowing in your direction. He was gone, and what was left was a white blob that happily pressed its cheeks against your neck. "What the- FU-"

<- ->

ec: @quacobs (instagram)

[seiun-glows]

No idea what this is— but I like music :D

(Added my own twist— instead of tagging ppl- ima put parts of the lyrics :])

(Ok- post putting this together: I havent listened to basically 1,5-10 since like- september lmao— I guess I just listened to them so much that spotify decided they needed attention in my mind again XD)

1: Anchor- Novo Amor :: “ and I hear a storm is comin’ in”

2: HOPE- NF :: “im takin the reigns”

3: Just Pretend-Bad Omens:: “I can wait for you at the bottom”

4: Worst in Me-Unlike Pluto:: “you bring out the worst in me”

5:Paranoid-Dream :: “so can you kill the noise?”

6:terrible horrible no good very bad-PmBata :: “I know my light switch is just accross the room, but its also a mile away”

7:Spotlight-Dream :: “cause youre a shooting star in my sky”

8: Normal People Things-Lovejoy :: “ with eyes as dead as mine, its fine”

9: Until I end Up Dead-Dream:: “Im livin like you said, its gonna be alright until I end up dead”

10: Migraine-BoyWithUke :: “Ive been waitin a while to have it my way”

⊹ .+ Tag Game Rules: Shuffle your on repeat playlist and post the first 10 tracks, then tag 10 people. ᅠ ⊹ .+

Take Me Back To Eden - Sleep Token

Divine Service - Lies of P OST

Bones - Equinox

Turncoat - Matthew Mayfield

Suffer - Hurts

Magdalene - Akira Yamaoka

Roxanne - Sting

Wing of Hypocrisy - Lies of P OST

Hail the Nightmare - Bloodborne OST

Yawning Grave - Lord Huron

ᅠ ⊹ .+ tagged by: @hymntosappho + @aligom-pink-coffin ✨ Thank you both! I love lil dash games like these omg ᅠ ⊹ .+ tagging: @harena-tigris, @ghostlyanon, @00x7, @bornetoblood, @butchladymaria, @galaxirin, @treeshrine, @karnaca78, @dulaman-na-farraige ᅠ✨

[zu-is-here]

Hello again Zu! Don't worry about late replies, I mean, look at me now :"D. Sorry for not replying earlier, usually when I'm going reply your answers something always shows up (ಥ﹏ಥ). In the meantime we haven't talk, have you already played Deltarune? I haven't, yet. And lately I'm seeing a lot about this new meme about Susi asking Kriss: "KRISS WHERE THE (D)UCK IS THIS PLACE?" Or something like that xD.

About the violin, playing the instruments is hard indeed, and a trauma for some of us, but at the end it's really worth the beautiful sound someone can produce with practice :"D. And I also hope I can fix Sebastián soon (´⌒｀｡). by THE WAY, YOU PLAY THE OCARINA? -insert Ocarina of time memories here, I haven't played the game tho ajxjsjx- THAT'S BEAUTIFUL- Wind instruments are so beautiful sounding (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`). DO YOU ALSO PLAY KALIMBA? CAN YOU MARRY ME PLEASE? (?) I have a kalimba at home, and it's actually my sister's, but sometimes she burrows me her instrument and I like to play The last airbender OST's in it :"D. It's such a beautiful instrument and I love its sound (♡˙︶˙♡) it's very relaxing.

About the chinese manwha, I was reading Silent Lover. It's about a mute boy named Chen Yu that is sent to the King of Zhen Bei's palace in place of the daughter of the family he serves as a slave. He is send there as a concubine in place of the daughter because the King is know for killing the 9 concubines he had before, and the family sends him as concubine instead of Chen Ruo Fei (the daughter) to avoid that, so Chen Yu has to pretend he is a woman and tries to survive.

The manwha is not bad, it has good things as the evolution Chen Yu has across the history. But sadly at the very end the principal couple falls in the cliché of being given "roles" of "the woman" and "the men" of the relationship, being both of them males, and it also romanticized a bit the abusive relationship of Chen Yu and the emperor. But like I said before, not everything was bad. Because the art was just, oOOOOF. BEAUTIFUL.

THE ART WAS SOMETHING I LOVED A LOT, AND THE CHARACTER DESIGNS AS WELL. Now I'm going to read a Thousand autumns. So i'm going to prepare my tears.

WHAT ABOUT YOU ZU? HOW HAVE YOU BEEN THESE DAYS? Have you maybe hang out with your friends? (oﾟ▽ﾟ) The old lady is alright? And how it's work as well? :0

I send you lots and lots of love, hugs and muaks Zu, you're very beloved by all of us! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ don't ever forget that!

— Waffle and oreos anon ★

OMG I was answering your first ask when you sent the new one?? Are you reading my mind?? XD

Hii again!╰(*´︶`*)╯☆

Guess I broke all the records since you had to message me the second time omg— I didn’t do it on purpose tho! (ówò) Please forgive me for that, for big messages are hard for me to reply, but it's never your fault ♡ And don’t apologize! >:3 Let's say we're even, to not worry about the time anymore heheh ☆ Don't mind this big text of mine and feel free to reply as you want!

I haven't played Deltarune since that time, so many things to do instead :'D Oh that meme! It's gonna be legendary XD

I can feel you! (>3<) Some lessons were literally torture... How's Sebastián? *^* I haven't played this game either but yeah!! I was inspired by Wadanohara game <3 Wind instruments are much harder tho... Pfff throwing a shoe would be too effective xd Noo I haven't learned to play the kalimba yet! /// WAIT do YOU play it?? (*⁰▿⁰*) Awww I'd love to hear it! ♪

Wow— this sounds intriguing! ☆ Gotta look into (*ﾟ∀ﾟ*) I'm glad you enjoyed the story itself despite the ending <3 It reminded me of the manhwa "My heart beats" where a guy joins the women's water polo team while pretending to be a girl (wears a swimsuit and inserts silicone breasts xd). And he falls in love with another girl... In short, a very good story (*´꒳`*) Prepare your tears for another worthy manhwa! (òwó)

MOCHI THE KITTY?? \(//∇//)\ Awww congrats!! How did it happen? (°▽°) How is da baby girl doing??

I'm so happy to hear you liked the comic, thank you a looot! (〃ω〃) Oh it's alright! Don't be sorry <3

"Can we catch up until the morning?" is what Cross asks Dream to cheer him up after his "...Like none of this ever happened." Dream says this with bitterness cause their past together was turbulent (running away from Nightmare, quarrels, Dream's corruption, etc.), and they just didn't have enough time and opportunities to spend it enjoying each other calmly.

Real life has come, then family, and their time is running out. So Cross invites Dream to do things they couldn't do back then (like eating nice cream in Undertale? Why not? ;D) But they only have time until the morning — they have too little options to spend this night outside, in the Multiverse, unique and unforgettable.

Dream summons a staff and opens a portal [white background]: he asks the birthday boy to make a wish — to choose where he wants to be and what he wants to do. (His magic is fueled by positive emotions, guess it's gonna be something exciting~ (spoiler: there'll be another episode, in Underlust) ☆

Yep! I had fun with my family last weekend, hope to have fun with my friends too when they get well <3

Koshka's doing great ;D Every morning she wakes me up pocking her nose in my face and grumbling if I don't get up as fast as possible xd

Work's been great too! And Inktobertale's going really good with all needed breaks as well heheh (ùwú)☆

You're always being so nice to me (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) Thank you so much for your letters and kind words, it means a lot to me and I keep them in my heart ♡

How are you doing? *^* How's your family? I really hope everything's going good for you, but if you ever need someone to talk to sooner, please don't hesitate to DM me! Lots of love <3

And take care of yourself, cause somebody...╰(*´︶`*)╯

[tonystarktogo]

They're as Subtle as Cognitive Recalibration - which would also make a great title XD

Yes, subtlety definitely isn’t their strenght. In their defence: I don’t think the time travel was planned or at the very least they didn’t land where they wanted to -- they’re just too damn uncoordinated for anything else.

lmao I love it!! Too bad I wasn’t feeling that creative when I came up with the ‘verse name XD Apropos cognitive recalibration:

They run into Romanoff on the hallway. 

She looks just about ready to murder all of them. Considering she’s never graced Tony with that much emotion when he was actively trying to get under her skin at his most annoying, he makes the executive decision to get the fuck out of dodge. Meaning he calmly takes a step to the left to hide behind Rogers. From what he’s seen so far, they can afford to lose him if it comes to that.

“What’s going on?” Rogers asks with a relaxed air that violently clashes with the murderous air Romanoff eludes.

Part of Tony wants to do a Thor, blow a convenient hole through the nearest wall and make a graceful exit. The rest of him desperately wishes he had popcorn.

“It’s Barton,” Romanoff states grimly. “He’s leading a team of eight hostiles. Their aim appears to be to free Loki.”

Oh. Tony grimaces. Yeah. That would do it.

[continues under the cut]

Romanoff’s narrow-eyed gaze fixates on Rogers, confirming once and for all that Tony chose the right sacrifical offering because his instincts are amazing like that.

“I take it cognitive recalibration will work on him as well?” Romanoff asks politely. There’s a very loud ‘you better tell me what I want to hear or I’ll use you to beat some sense into that little shit’ at the end of that sentence. It’s almost impressive how unfazed Rogers’ seems when Tony can see his life expectancy dwindle right before his eyes.

...nah. The much more probable conclusion is that the man -- supersoldier whatever -- is an idiot with zero self-preservation.

And after having read his file that shouldn’t surprise anyone.

“Oh yeah,” Rogers nods, already hefting up his shield and moving. “Don’t worry, I can-”

Romanoff has her gun aimed straight at his head before he finishes. It’s a very big gun. Where did she even hide it?

“You,” Romanoff enunciates slowly, “can handle the rest of the minions. Or the controll center. Barton’s mine and if you try to go after him, I’ll shoot you.”

“That escalated quickly,” Banner mutters under his breath.

Tony for his part can’t say he is surprised. He still regrets the lack of popcorn though.

“But wouldn’t it be easier if I--” Rogers, proving once and for all that he has less common sense than DUM-E before his first ever upgrade, starts.

Romanoff removes the safety. “The last time you recalibrated someone you almost crushed a god’s skull.”

And alright, fair point. Tony still recalls the terrible cracking sound the shield made against Loki’s skull even if he really wishes he didn’t. A human. Unfortunately he can imagine the outcome just fine and it’s a lot more than just messy death.

“She’s got a point, Captain,” Banner cuts in, speaking right over Rogers’ outraged “I’m in perfect control of my enhanced strength, thank you,”, shrugging off the betrayed glance Rogers shoots him. “We don’t need to argue about this.”

“I shall ensure my brother is not disturbed,” Thor announces with a thunderous -- pun very much intended because Tony has to take his fun where he can get it, what with the company he’s currently keeping -- scowl and walks away. Without another word.

Thanks for that, man. Go team.

“Alarms register intruders on the second level as of three minutes ago, moving towards Storage Unit 33,” Tony repeats JARVIS’ message because his boy is fucking amazing and also it’s high time to blow this joint before something else goes wrong. “Seems like Barton’s minions are on the move. Might want to stop them, from what SHIELD’s super secret files say, they really shouldn’t get in there.”

That earns him a fond grin from Rogers. Tony blinks, feeling like he’s taken two quick steps to the left without his brain registering the motion.

“Guess we’ll take care of that then, huh Stark?”

Okay?

“Not like I can trust you to get the job done on your own, Icicle.” Tony blinks, surprised by the amount of sarcasm his mouth is capable off sprouting while his brain reloads.

“Glad to see some common sense under all that posturing.” Romanoff smiles sweetly and stalks off into the opposite direction with a fuck-with-me-I-dare-you stalk that could clear out an entire shopping center on Black Friday.

“Hang on, what did you mean by handle the control center?” Rogers calls out after her.

“It’s on fire.” And with that cheerful proclamation and a casual wave over her shoulder, Romanoff takes a turn and disappears out of sight.

Tony blinks. Recalculates. “Secure 33 and the minions first, then worry about the fire.” Because the fire will be the least of their worries if any of the intruders get their hands on even one of the weapons cleared for Phase 2 that Tony knows are in that room.

Thankfully, neither Rogers nor Banner question his decision, just take off after him. 

Well, Rogers does. Banner takes two steps, freezes, slaps his forehead hard enough to be heard over the distant sound of another explosion, cries something about ‘fill’ as the aircraft tilts sideways and runs off without another word.

Tony would really like an explanation for that. [And for 47 other things while he’s at it. He’s keeping track -- and what he misses J definitely doesn’t.] And he’ll get one. 

As soon as the walls stop shaking and the floor doesn’t threaten to breake away under his feet.

Really, who thought keeping an entire agency’s base on a flying aircraft that doesn’t even need a missile to get a hole ripped into its outer shell would be a good idea? 

Rightfully or not, Tony blames Fury. For everything.

[randomwords247]

When I’m drawing the ponytail I try to do the bump sort of thing, then the spikes and then finishing it, but the shape never looks right to me even if I’ve used a ref

These are the only examples I have on me but I’ve drawn her a lot in my sketchbook as well

Okay this is a quick sketch so it’s not my best but I’ll try and walk through my process

Normally when I get to the ponytail I will have already done the body and face and all. Same goes for her long hair - it usually isn’t until I’ve gotten at least the position of her body.

My assumption is (based off your drawings) that you usally for the bump do like a circle?

So sorta like this (I did like semi circles and then the spikes)

Thats not inherently bad and I don’t think it looks as bad as you think it does. I think it looks alright tbh. But again, not a bad thing to do, and it works.

For me with ponytails or hair bits that spike up at the end I usually do the first line (in blue) in one fell swoop

Its a super quick hand motion that I've sorta gotten used to doing for different things. It's like an unconscious motion I guess haha, like say certain reactions when playing video games on a controller. There's motions you don't think about or realise your doing with your hands, your not thinking about that, your just thinking about doing the action in the game. But doing it quick is essential or you’ll think too much/wobbly hand will come into play and it’ll look deliberate, won’t look as wavey etc. (Or at least it does for me jhasdhjsda) The spikes are one line too since its like second nature to me to do those sorts of bits with hair but thats like unconscious thing jhasdhjasd

And that's not to say it's easy to get it right when doing it quick, it took me a few times to get it to look right even for this. Ctrl z is your friend haha. Redoing a line multiple times to get it right is fine and it happens and goodness it's basically every line I do xD.

An easier way to do this kinda motion would be to use whatever equvilant you have of the Dynamic tool in krita (the program I use). Cuz of the adjustable mass it means you can go slower without getting as wobbly lines or you can make them smoother and more deliberate without making it look unnatural/non curvy. I usually use it for help with lineart jahsdhsd

And thats not to say my method is the most accurate either!

I mostly do mine from memory (since I keep only drawing ponytail Hilda when I can’t get a reference) but her ponytail is sorta more of a curve (which I dodn’t even illustrate the best but yknow). The bottom spikey covers most of the bottom of the ponytail, the top spikey extends as far out as the as the bump. And theres like a centre point too on the left side. So you could do that in two lines or two swoops to get more of an extruding bit but still have it seem circular and like one line. A lot comes from examining how the show does it and like figuring out ‘how could I do this consistently?’ which sometimes includes quite literally going over the lines and figuring out what works best for you to imitate that.

And it doesn’t always have to be show accurate! You could be mostly show accurate with a bit of your own flair (like what I’m tryna do) or you could straight up do it how YOU want the ponytail to look or how you like to draw ponytails! Anything works honestly. And my personal advice is to experiment and figure out what method works best for you/is easiest for you to do or replicate

So ye this is mostly how I do the ponytail (i think. Turns out having to think about what your drawing and how you draw it makes it harder to know how you draw normally. Like when you consciously think about say holding a knife and fork. Suddenly you don’t remember how to anymore...)

I hope this helps at least a little and is understandable, sorry I rambled a lot, but yeee ^^’‘

[evanstanwrites]

Hot dentist - Steve Rogers AU

Sum: What did I bring myself into? Flirting with my dentist, none the less hot dentist, and then let him drive me home? Wasn’t this doomed to fail?

pairing: Dentist Steve Rogers x reader

warnings: my bad writing xD, +18 only, SMUT, public sex, unprotected sex, sexual acts while driving

I was so nervous as I stood in front of the dentist’s office in my local hospital. Today was the day I’d get my wisdom tooth removed, I had been in so much pain that I couldn’t delay it any longer. A few weeks ago I had noticed that there was a piece that had broken off my tooth and it had been the cause of a lot of pain, seeing as the nerves in the tooth got uncovered. So I found the little bit of courage I had left and made an appointment with my local dentist, an old but friendly man who was only a few weeks from retirement. 

He had taken one look at my broken tooth and knew that it wasn’t a job he could handle. It turned out to be a wisdom tooth that I didn’t even know I had. It was the surprise of my life and when he said that I had to go to the hospital’s dentist to have it removed under anesthesia I panicked completely. I was already scared shitless of a regular dentist and needles now they were gonna stick needles into my mouth? What more do you need to shit your pants out of fear. But I got my shit together because I didn’t want to live with this kind of pain forever so I made the appointment with doctor S.Rogers at my local hospital.

“Hey, I’m Y/n and I have an appointment with doctor Rogers,” I say once I got my shit together and got to the front desk of doctor Rogers’s office.

“Welcome, Y/n, please fill in this form while you wait. You can hand the filled in form to the doctor” The lady behind the desk says as she starts to hand me all different kinds of papers and documents.

“The waiting area for doctor Rogers is at the end of the hallway, you can take a seat there.” she smiles and points in the direction of the waiting area. 

After a short thank you and a nervous smile I follow the given directions through the long hallway filled with other waiting patients at all different doctors’ offices but none of them are the one I need to be at. After what seems like a long walk I finally reach the waiting area I need to be at seeing a large nameplate on one of the doors stating the doctor’s name.  

I take my place on one of the chairs and start to fill in the form I was given by the lady at the front desk. Just as I was done the door of the office opens and a tall blond model like man with one of the brightest smiles stands in the door opening.

God this man was drop dead gorgeous, who was he? Was he the nurse, Maybe doctors Rogers’s assistant, or what if this was doctor Rogers? Omg kill me now, I’m not going to survive this if that species of a man is gonna do the procedure.

What if I say something stupid during the anesthesia?

“Miss Y/l/n?”

God even the sound of his voice is to melt for. I quickly get a hold of myself and stand up.

“That’s me.” I smile at the man.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Doctor Rogers. please come in,” he says as he steps out of the way and signs for me to walk in first.

Oh god, he is the doctor, I’ll have to do my best to act normal. I think to myself as I walk into the office and sit on one of the chairs before handing over the filled in forms as he walks past me to his seat.

“So I got all the information from your dentist, seems like you need to have your wisdom tooth removed.” He explains as he sits down behind his desk, looks over the papers before smiling at me.

“I do see here that you requested the use of the anesthetic gas but I fear that it’s not possible today due to some technical problems.”  

“Oh, so what’s going to happen then?” I ask suddenly not that concerned about the fact that I didn’t know how to act around a drop dead gorgeous doctor but more scared about the procedure itself.

“Well seeing as you’re the last patient of the day our only option for the procedure is a local anesthetic. But I promise you, you have nothing to worry about. I know it sounds more terrifying than it actually is. I promise you I won’t hurt you, it’ll be a bit uncomfortable but it won’t hurt.” he reassures me which to I can only nod shortly, still nervous. 

“You’ll be alright, miss, you’re in good hands” 

One of his warm hands covered mine that laid on top of the desk as he says it with a smile. 

Wow, this man is really all smiles but knows how to put someone at ease. I think as I smile back at him. 

“Okay, Thank you, doctor Rogers”

“You’re welcome and please call me Steve. What ya say we get started and get it over with?” 

Steve’s not even finished speaking when he stands up from his chair and holds a hand out to help me to my feet and leads me to the room next to the office where the procedure would take place. 

And before I know it I’m in the chair leaning back, watching Steve move around the room as he washes his hands before gloving up. 

In the end, he was right, I barely felt it when he injected the local anesthetic into my gums. In comparison to any dentist I had ever met Steve was very soft in his handling and very talkative, it seems like he forgot that he was working in my mouth and that I couldn’t talk back. Which lead to a couple of funny moments but it did put my mind at ease, I wasn’t scared at all anymore and it started to feel more like Steve and I knew each other for a long time. He even flirted with me a few times, at least I think he did.

Every time he’d had to do something that would cause me even the slightest bit of discomfort he warned me and checked if all was alright after. 

Overall the procedure only took around half an hour and soon enough Steve was putting his work in finishing with stitching up the wound.

“Here you go sweetheart, we’re all done,” he says leaning back on his chair before cleaning up the little worktable so I could sit up. 

“You got someone to take you home? Because it’s not wise to drive while the anesthetic is still working,” 

Shit, I didn’t think about that. He’s right I can’t drive like this.

“No, I don’t but I’ll call for a cab to drive me home,” I say which comes out a bit more like a mumble due to my still numb mouth as I stand up from the chair, ready to collect my stuff so I can leave even if I don’t really want to. I wanted to be in his presence for as long as I could, that was the kind of effect he had on me.

“No need to call a cab, I can drive you home seeing as I’m off in a few minutes.” he smiles as we walk back into his office “Only if you want that is?” he quickly adds.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to impose after all I’m just your patient,” I say a bit unsure, I want to say yes but was it wise to, it isn’t professional at least.

“Well as soon as we walk out of this office you’re not my patient anymore and we can do what we choose to do,” he chuckles as he sits back down behind his office ready to finish up his paperwork for the day.

“Okay, you can drive me home if you really want to,” I respond trying not to smile that big so I wouldn’t drool too much caused by the numb lips. Steve seemed to notice and chuckled a bit louder. 

“Don’t worry sweetheart, the anesthetic will wear off. The numb feeling should be over in about half an hour,” he says before pointing at his computer.

“Give me 5 minutes and I’ll meet you downstairs in front of the main entrance. I quickly need to fill in this form and then chance and I’ll be down to pick you up.”

What did I bring myself into? Flirting with my dentist, none the less hot dentist, and then let him drive me home? Wasn’t this doomed to fail? But then again I was already in too deep to stop now, there was no option to go back now. There was no harm in having a bit of fun right? Who knows what I get out of it: a friend, a one night stand, or maybe a boyfriend? Who knows? Was this really so bad? No not at all, there was nothing wrong with this. 

That’s how I found myself in the passenger seat of Steve’s car flirting with him, a lot. The atmosphere turned hot and sexual very quickly just as our conversation and it seemed like it affected both of us. Steve obviously had a ‘little not so little’ problem in his pants and he didn’t even try to hide it. Even his hand has found its place on top of my thigh, slowly rubbing small circles onto my warm skin making me squeeze my thighs together to get some relief. The smirk on his lips showed me that he knew that it affected me too, I bet he could almost smell how wet I was.

“Really I can’t say thank you enough for driving me home. I don’t know how I can ever repay you Steve,” I say with a small smile.

“I could think of something,” Steve smirked seductively

“Oh, what are you thinking about then?” I ask faking innocence, I had a good guess what it would be and I was totally down for it but I wanted to see how he would respond.

But Steve didn’t say anything, he just softly took my hand, gave it a soft reassuring squeeze and placed my hand on top of the bulge in his pants.

I sucked in a deep breath of surprise, he felt huge for what I could feel through his pants.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to sweetheart” he quickly says taking my action as a rejection.

“No, It’s okay, I want to. I just wasn’t prepared to feel,... you feel so big Steve” I giggle which makes him chuckle in response.

“Well that’s because I am big sweetheart” he winks just as I start to unzip and unbutton his pants.

“Can I?” 

“Yes, go for it” 

More he doesn’t has to say before I slip my hand through his now open pants and wrap my hand around his rock hard cock. His skin felt warm and soft in my hand, god he is really big. 

I tried to feel as much as I could, discovering every inch, every vein, every unique part of his cock.

“you’re teasing sweetheart,” Steve says softly as he holds back a moan.

“But I like teasing,” I pout which makes him laugh

“You little minx,”

I finally decide to stop teasing and now wramp my hand firmly around his now leaking hard cock and slowly start stroking it.

“Yeah that’s it sweetheart, just like that” Steve moans as he tries his best to keep his focus on the road but that proved to be a hard task. 

I loved the feeling of his cock in my hand and started to imagine how he would feel if it wasn’t my hand wrapped around his cock but my pussy. I bet it would feel great, hit all the right spots and make me fall over the edge quickly. Damn, I almost came just by thinking of it.

“Oooh fuck it” I hear Steve bread hard as he suddenly makes a sharp turn into what seemed an empty backroad surrounded by trees.

“Euh Steve, this isn’t the way to my place,” I say surprised as I pull my hand out of his pants and look around me. There was nobody or nothing but trees to be seen. 

“I know but I can’t keep my focus on the road anymore, and I need a turn too sweetheart” he smirked as he parks his.

Before I even know it he gets out of the car, and I follow his lead, meeting him at the hood of his car. It doesn’t take long before he’s all over me, kissing me along the curve of my throat, his hands moving all over my body like he’s making a road map to some treasure.

“You’re driving me crazy sweetheart” he pants 

“Maybe you should do something about it” I smirk as I hop onto the hood of his car 

“I so want to kiss you right now but I fear that will have to wait. But can I fuck you instead?” he asks as he steps into the open space between my legs while his hands move up my legs.

“I thought you’d never ask,” I chuckle as I lift my skirt a bit as an invitation for him to slide his hands under, which he eagerly does and starts to rub over the soaked crotch of my panties making me move my hips up to his hand and moan at the touch. It really had been a long time since the last time someone even touched me down there, I felt like I was a virgin again.

“Please, Steve, just fuck me already” I moan 

“Look who’s impatient now,” he says as he shoves his still unzipped pants a bit lower so he could free cock, giving it a few strokes before moving the crotch of my panties to the side and slowly rubs the tip of his cock between my folds coating himself in my fluids.

I don’t care that we’re in public, I don’t care that someone could hear or see us, in this moment there was only Steve and me and how good he made me feel. I was already flying high on pleasure and he wasn’t even inside me yet. So the moment he actually started to push his cock inside me I couldn’t stop myself and moaned loudly at the feeling, feeling every inch of him as he filled me. 

“Fuck you’re so tight sweetheart” he moans, seemingly just as much lost in pleasure as I am.

Once he was fully inside of me he didn’t give me much time to adjust to his huge cock and just started to pull back out slowly and thrust back in with a hard and fast snap of his hips making me almost scream out in pleasure. I can only hold on for the ride he takes me on as he set a strong and fast pace. Proving my imagination from earlier in that to be true, his cock does hit all the right spots every time he slams back in. 

One of his strong hands grips onto my hip keeping me in place while with the thumb of his other hand he rubs my clit edging me closer and closer to an orgasm.

“Steve,...., so close,..., please,” I didn’t even know what I was begging for but Steve seemed to understand as he started to speed up the movements of his thumb on my clit.

“It’s alright sweetheart, I got you. Cum for me, I’m right behind you.” he moans out of breath. It seems like that was all it took before he guided me over the edge and I came harder than I’ve ever done before with a loud scream. It didn’t take long before Steve followed me and spilled his seed deep inside me.

“I should have made that appointment much sooner with you doctor Steve.”

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heaven

word count: 2k

tw // mcd

A/N: This is an emotional scene so take care lmao

I take a deep breath and step up on the alter, my nerves wracking. Anxiety sets in, the only question on mind as to where Xavier could be. And what did Aleander mean by gift?

As more time passes by, the looks on our families’ faces grow worried, making me even more nauseated. I can't believe he's late on our wedding day. As pissed off as I am, i can't help but want to call him and make sure he's alright. A bad feeling sets itself in my stomach. I'm gonna kill him.

“Where is he?” I almost growl at Ray, who’s standing just a few feet away from the steps.

“I don’t know, Cath,” he whispers in a shaky voice, and I know he's freaking out too. Xavier means so much to him, he knows that today was important to him. I can tell by his face that he can't comprehend why he wouldn’t be here on time.

I try to calm myself down, to not think about worst case scenarios, but my mind is a haze.

A ringtone cuts through the air and I can feel it in my heat that it's him. I sigh in relief.

Everyone’s eyes whips to Mom, who has my phone in her clutch. Her eyes widen as she frantically takes it out, almost stumbling as she tries to reach me.

I hurry to her and snatch it out of her hands, my fiancé’s name flashing on the screen with our photo from the baking session. My fingers shake as I look up to see everyone desperately waiting for me to pick the call. My fingers slide across the screen and the phone is barely put to my ear before I hear his faint voice.

“Principessa, how are you?” a small but firm voice speaks through the line. That’s all he's got to say? He's late and he's asking me how I am? My tolerance shoots through the roof as I try not to blow up.

“Xav, where are you right now? I'm here literally standing at the altar and you're not here and the officiant—” I rush out, only to be cut off.

“This is goodbye, baby,” he chokes out in a broken voice, and I try to imagine his face right now but I can't. my heart stops. Freezes for a second before completely dropping to my knees. The thing that scares me the most about this is that his voice is as serious as anything and I know he isn’t joking. He didn’t call me by my nickname, he just said goodbye.

A lightheaded feeling takes over my mind as I try to form a complete sentence to reply to him. I can't breathe, there's a heaviness in my chest that won't go away.

“What— Xav, what,” I stutter out. A beat passes before a small “no” falls from my lips and I feel everyone around me tense. I don’t have the mind to look at them and all I can concentrate on is how he just said goodbye.

“Marry me, principessa? Right now?”

And that does it, a tear escapes my eyes and I lose my cool. My ohone almost falls from my grip but I tighten it in my hand so much that I feel my knuckles turning white. I walk back up to the altar, I feel safe there. I wipe awy the stray tear and set my face into a firm expression , failing to let it seem like my soul didn’t just escape me.

“Get your ass down here, Xav, or I swear to god I'll hunt you down right now,” I almost growl out, and I hear a faint chuckle. I feel Ray pacing around and I look up at hik to see him on a phone call. I can hear him telling someone to find out where he is. He runs out to his car and I divert my attention back to him.

“Ray’s coming to get you, Xav. What’s going on?” I croak out, no longer able to hold back the desperation in my voice. I tremble as I speak, and Tahlia comes up behind me, placing a hand on my shoulder. I barely register to shoot her a grateful look but his next words break me.

“I'm so sorry, principessa, always and forever,” he says in a soothing voice, God darn it, Xav. It's only then that I register what’s happening. He promised to never say goodbye, and now he is. He promised he’d never go away and now I feel like he is. He said he’ll only ever say goodbye when of us is taking our last breaths when were old and wrinkly and he's saying it right now and I'm losing my control.

“No!” I exclaim, “I'm not letting you die on me, Xav! I won't! Don’t you even dare, you can't do this to me,” I say loudly, hating how my voice cracks at the end.

“Principessa, I accept you to forever be mine, and that youll forever live in my heart. I take you to be my wife till death do us apart. I do, Cath. Do you—”

He just said his vows.

“Yes! God yes, Xav. You don’t get to do this to me! This isn’t how it's supposed to work! We were supposed to have this…this magical ending and we were supposed to take on the world and you weren’t supposed to do this, Xav,” I cry.

We just got married, and he's not here

“We don’t always get our happy end, do we? And you, principessa, you were the biggest happiness of my life,” he says, sniffling. I can't hear him cry, haven't heard him since his mother’s death anniversary. It's unreal, to see him unravel. I don’t like how he's using past tense, like he's already not there.

“Xav, no, please, I love you so much, come back here, hold on a little while, baby, you’ll be okay,” I choke out. I feel numb, like everything arounf me has turned into thi air and I'm alone, holding on to his voice like it's life support.

“I love you, Catherine Lily North,”

“I love you, Xavier Lee Blackheart,”

“Catherine Lily North, I love you,” he says with a huge smile on his face. My heart beats out of my chest as I try to comprehend what he just said. As reality sinks in, I mirror his smile, clutching his hand. “I love you, Xavier Lee Blackheart,” I say, and his eyes widen. I guess he didn’t expect me to say it back because the next thing I know, he's pressing his lips to mine.

His unruly breathing makes its way to my ears as he doesn’t reply, making me grip onto Tahlia’s hand, almost crushing her fingers. It's a miracle I'm still standing. I let go of her hand and bunch up my gown’s clothing, like it's somehow gonna take me to him.

His breathing shallows, and my mind almost bursts in panic.

“Xav? Xav! Stay with me! Please, babe, I won't be able to do this without you, I can't,”

“Yes, you can, principessa—”

“Not without you! Never without you, please. I need you here with me, right by my side, holding my hand, Xav,” I beg him to stay, but it's like my plea falls on deaf ears.

He doesn’t say anything, and his breathing keeps getting fainter and fainter, until he cracks the silence.

“I hope you know I fought for you, my love,” he whispers. He seems to calm down from the high of pessimistic things and it makes a small ray of hope shine through me.

“I know you did,” I say, but something tells me he isn’t just talking about with his father.

“I got your lillies,” he says. I can detect the small smile on his face as he laughs softly. He bought me lilies, for my middle name, for my wedding day. For us.

Memories flashes through my mind and I let go of my dress I was clutching on, flicking it back and forth in anxiety.

“Remember what I said about last words, principessa?” he voice suddenly reappears, his words striking a memory and making my heart race.

“i’ve always wanted my last words to be your name,” he says, a serene smile on his face as he strokes me cheek, before leaning in and pressing a small kiss to my forehead. I giggle, feeling all the peace in the world right here with me.

“Yes…Xavier, NO, nope, not happening. We are not doing this right now. Xavier, listen to me,” I choke out, shaking my head frantically, holding onto the officiant’s desk for support.

A long inhale follows, like he's struggling to breathe. Struggling to stay.

“Principessa,” he says, with a sudden franticness in his voice that makes me almost fall over the edge. His breathing softens.

“Xav—”

His breathing stops. Terminates. Discontinues.

And he dies.

“Xavier!” I scream out, my throat rough. I want to shout out at the heavens, I want to kill the people who killed him, I want to freaking destroy the planet for bringing our story such an ill fate. I want to do so much, but I can't.

I can't, because he's not here. I can't, because he's gone. Because he’ll never be here again.

My hand loses its grip on the desk and I collapse, the call falling from my hand. My knees crumble and I fall to the ground as violent sobs wrack my body, refusing to stop. I vividly feel someone putting theIr arms around me, and I just fall onto them, my eyes closing. I want nothing more to see him

To feel him one last time. To tell him I love him. To hug him, to kiss him until we’re dazed. To spend forever with him.

My numbness leaves and I feel everything all at once, a whirlwind of emotions staggering me with their force and I can do nothing more than wail and cry. I feel the force of the universe weighing me down and I physically can't get away. My mind claws at me and I cry out in pain, thrashing out at anything that comes in my vicinity.

My wedding dress that he picked out for me with adoration in his eyes comes to bite me and I want nothing more than to feel him with me again. To rip this dress in half but also treasure it forever.

I hit the ground and then gently run my hands on it like it’s Xavier’s face. I cradle him in my mind and it’s like the earth has shattered beneath me. It tears me apart that I just lost a part of myself to heaven.

The darkness around me becomes so much that overcome with love and grief that when I finally close my eyes and surrender myself to darkness, I only see him everywhere.

Him. Everywhere.

———

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[kuramapijama]

7 ,,,, lucky number 7‼👀 (Jotaro and mikki best ship love Mitarooo💓)

"I felt as if his heart was in my hands. I held it. I've never felt more closer to him than at this very moment. I want to cherish him, for the rest of my life.."

Okay, number 7! Accidental kiss!! xD I REALLY like this one! It's similar to corner of the mouth kiss, which is a fave of mine. Thank you, I'll try my best. Read below:

"OOF!" She let out a big huff, dropping the books on the table as she checked her list.

"Chinese Acupuncture, human anatomy, medical languages... da da da... ah!" Mikki squint her eyes looking at the paper, lifting up her reading glasses for a better view.

It was a new day for Mikki Lai. With a 4 year old son and a dojo to look after, she felt she needed another job to do. What she gained from her Judo Dojo wasnt enough to pay bills, and she was desperate to find another career. She had decided to peruse a career in nursing school, with the ambitious plan to become a doctor afterwards. A doctor in what field exactly? She hadn't a clue yet.

"I missed one. N-Neuro-science.. isn't that..brains stuff?! Ugh what am I getting myself into??" Mikki sighed, she was overwhelmed. She never worked so hard for anything other than her usual martial arts. Her knowledge of human anatomy was for hurting people, not the opposite. She sighed and made her way to the medical section once again. Standing on her tiptoes, she reached for the book. Of course, she couldn't reach it.

'Damn these short genetics.'

Her arm reached up, trying hard to get the damn book. Her stand, Careless Whisper was summoned. The stand's hand touched the book, but was interrupted by a familiar presence.

"I got it."

The green haired woman jumped, startled by the man's voice behind her. Her stand immediately hid away. She knew who it was the minute he spoke. His presence alone she knew.

Jotaro.

What was he doing here? Did he follow her into the library? Whatever the reason, Mikki didn't want to know.

Her eyes were sharp, shooting him a glare right off the bat. Mikki had never gotten along too well with Jotaro. She always saw him as competition, something she couldn't beat, or accept as something she actually yearned for. She was uneasy around him, she didn't like it. The only clarity between them was confusion.

They looked at one another without saying a word. Mikki, keeping her glare dead set on the tall man. Jotaro, feeling a bit awkward looking down at her. He too, couldn't ever voice his true feelings, but his feelings were different from her's. He wanted to be her friend again.

"That's alright, I got it. I don't need your help." Spat the short woman, clear anger in her voice. She once again summoned her stand, but, suddenly felt shivers upon her skin. It wasn't clear why. Jotaro hasn't made a move, it wasn't his doing. Somehow, it was Careless Whisper. The stand froze, along with her user, completely unable to move.

Jotaro raised an eyebrow at this, confused.

"Mikki? What's wrong?"

And with her name on his lips, Mikki's breath hitched, she'd been holding it in. Why had she felt so vulnerable at that moment? For some reason, she felt uncomfortable with Careless Whisper, and Jotaro, together in the same room. She felt almost naked. Her stand was something she always felt shame of, she'd reach an unbelievable amount of strength to gain control over it. But now, after those years they spent apart, it felt strange for Jotaro to see her again. Mikki was nervous.

Jotaro ignored her strange behavior, and went ahead with getting the book anyway. He lifted his arm, his jacket sleeve hanging down, touching the top of Mikki's head. This snapped Mikki back into reality.

"No, dammit Jojo! I said I'd get it!"

As Mikki did a second ago, Jotaro had also been surprised by her calling him "Jojo". She hadn't called him that since they were teenagers.

It seemed the both of them were too nervous to be with each other.

She sighed, hating to climb the shelf but did so anyway without much thought. Her weight ontop of the many books beside her, caused the shelf to collapse. Jotaro's instincts were fast, he held Mikki by her hips to prevent her from falling. This was an even worse mistake. If a single name affected them, a touch was a million times more effective.

Mikki and Jotaro lost their grip and stumbled onto each other. Her glasses falling off her face as gravity pulled her closer to Jotaro.

And with that.... their faces were mere inches apart. Her lips brushed softly against Jotaro's. It certainly felt as if time had stopped. Perhaps, it did..

'I have a few seconds before time starts back up again.. God knows when she'll ever give me another chance.'

And the man with the hat took his chance, he kissed Mikki. The woman who always bickered with him, yelled at him, healed him, spoke with about their dreams and futures, stayed with him even with his bad attitude, his friend, his first kiss, his first love, the woman who held his heart.

He felt bliss when he closed his eyes and touched her. His hand rested gently on her waist, not wanting to scare her. He hated that this couldn't last long. Jotaro knew how awkward it was with Mikki.

Time was back to normal, Mikki had backed away from Jotaro. Her heart skipped beats, barely able to process what had happened. Jotaro, seeing Mikki's own face flushed and now realizing the position they were in, became flustered, his face becoming red. He gulped, starting to sweat and feel embarrassed.

"......"

Just silence. Awkward, nervous silence.

'Did, he just kiss me? What is this... why is my heart racing. I can't move. Jojo's face is so red, he's blushing. Is- is he sweating too?"

Mikki started to notice Jotaro's appearance more, his tan had become even more tanned. Probably from living in Florida, she wondered. He had looked older, with dark circles under his blue eyes. Was he working too hard? The little hair curl that always peaked out from his hat was gone. She thought he finally kept his hair neat now. Her hand became curious, moving through his shirt, feeling his heart pick up it's pace. Mikki's own heart mimicked Jotaro's, racing fast. His hand grazed her knee, sending shivers down her skin. His body radiating a warmth that melted her.

Mikki loved this feeling. She missed him. She craved him. She wanted him.

Mikki wanted Jotaro.

"I felt as if his heart was in my hands. I held it. I've never felt more closer to him than at this very moment. I want to cherish him, for the rest of my life.."

~~~♡

Oke. I am FINALLY FINISHED!!! This took SO LONG WTH. Kinda random how the story shifted from Mikki's career to her feelings around Jotaro. Its just so I can introduce her character a bit.. Yes she's very weird in the fact that she hates him, but actually really cares about him and has strong romantic feelings for him. Jotaro's romantic feelings are the same, he's more laid back about it tho, compared to Mikki. Anyway, PLEASE tell me your thoughts! Anything on anon, whichever...thank you if you read this far lol. Lmk if you liked it!♡ I love this ship and love to write for them♡♡♡

[bitter-sweet-farmgirl]

Pick Up Lines

Welp, so a special someone has a birthday today, and I took part in a writing contest that she had to celebrate it. The funny part about this is that I wrote this story literally the day after I picked out my prompt. So I've been sitting on this story for about 2(?) months just waiting in suspense to share it, XD

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @guardianofrivendell!!!

I used this quote.

And this is a pairing between Fili & Tullaina

Warnings: Well, there maybe be an innuendo in there somewhere... ;) and a swear word or two. Nothing crazy

Pick Up Lines

My eyes flickered across the yellowing parchment of the scroll I had been assigned to read. At first the words were interesting and held my attention. Then as my attention began to wander, they became dull and frankly, dare I think it? Meaningless?

The librarian--and Ori--would strangle me, no questions asked if they knew how dull I found this ancient scrap to be.

The soft rustle of paper brought my attention back to the Dwarrowdame sitting across from me; dark-haired head bowed over the pages of an absurdly large and heavy tome whose title was written in overly large, flourishing golden script: A Brief History of Durin's Line: Volume 205.

I made a mental note to add my tutor, Lorelei, to the list. If she knew that I was more interested in a certain dark-haired dame than the 'exceedingly valuable and history-filled document whose knowledge is crucial to your future role of King' scroll, then she would be madder than Uncle Thorin when Kili had accidentally, (I wasn't so sure about that part), kicked Thorin's clothes into the river as he attempted to jump into it as we camped by it during the Quest.

It probably wouldn't help that Kili had already pissed her off earlier today during his session with her when he tried--unsuccessfully-- to flirt with her. Apparently the dame couldn't tell that my baby brother was head-over-heels for her.

"Oi, Fili!" A low, feminine voice called out loudly, making me cringe and breathe a sigh of relief all at the same time.

I twisted in my wooden chair to look over at the approaching Dwarrowdame. Dark red hair bounced messily across her shoulders as she trotted towards the table Lorelei and I occupied. The bright, beaming smile on her freckled face lit up the whole room and I found myself grinning automatically as she stopped beside my chair.

"Are you still studying these dusty old scrolls? Doesn't Thorin know that the sun is shining outside and there are things," she winked meaningfully at me, "that need to be done?"

I chuckled, pushing my chair away from the table with a soft scraping sound and stood up to tower a few inches above the dame.

"Good afternoon to you too, Tullaina." I answered, hurrying to roll up the parchment I had been trying to read until thoughts about Tullaina entered by head. Lorelei took one look at how I was treating the ancient parchment and let out an indignant gasp.

"I'll handle that, Prince Fili. Just don't damage this priceless piece of knowledge!" She gasped, snatching the scroll away from me and cradling it gently.

"Sorry, Lory." I apologized sheepishly, but she only shook her head.

"Just go on, I know you are eager to go spend time with Lady Tullaina. Do not let me stand in your way, Prince Fili." She sighed, and I shot a grin at Tullaina.

"Let's go and you can tell me about what things you have in mind."

~~~~~

We strolled through an abandoned corridor of Erebor together, Tullaina chatting animatedly about a prank she had conjured up when she'd accidentally set fire to one of Erebor's kitchens while attempting to assist one of the cooks with the cutting of a slab of pork.

"...and all the smoke and the blood from my finger made me think of setting up a sort of scene in one of the corridors and making a huge smoky fire and spilling berry juice everywhere. It would look like one big murder scene without a body." She finished up excitedly, and I could only smile.

"I like the idea, Tulls, but don't you think that's a bit complicated? I mean, coordinating all that and finding all those berries..." I trailed off as Tullaina's nose wrinkled up as she frowned.

Adorable.

"I guess..." She nodded, pondering my words. "Is there something else we could do for June Fools?"

I glanced over at her, making momentary eye contact with those wondrously captivating brown irises of hers.

"Well... I was considering something that is a bit more.... Criminal."

Tullaina's eyes got big.

"What?!" She hissed, stopping dead to stare at me in disbelief. "Fili, are you nuts? If your Uncle caught us doing something illegal..."

I shrugged, a smirk winding its way across my face as I took in her confusion. "You've already committed a crime, Tulls, and you made it look easy."

She let out an indignant gasp and put her hands on her hips in a gesture that warned me that she was getting angry. "Fili, I may be many things, but I am not a thief." She ground out, but I kept smirking at her. "How dare you accuse me of such a thing! I've never stolen a thing in my life!"

My smirk only grew as she denied any thieving activities. Crossing my arms across my chest, I raised an eyebrow at her in perfect seriousness. "Oh, but you have stolen something, Tulls." I murmured, making Tullaina frown up at me.

"What are you accusing me of stealing? Fili, I swear, if this is about that bloody teddy bear you had when you were thirty--"

I shook my head, holding up a hand to halt her angry spew of words. "No, you stole my heart." I murmured, holding eye contact with her.

Her mouth dropped open in an expression of complete surprise and shock and she stared mutely up at me. "I, wha-what?" She choked out, and I quickly dropped my serious approach.

Today was not the day.

Quickly plastering on a teasing grin, I nudged her with my elbow, forcing out a laugh. "Gotcha." Then I started walking again, stamping down all the doubting, questioning thoughts threatening to break through the wall I had built.

But in a moment, Tullaina was beside me again, her laughter echoing off the stone walls. "Mahal, Fili.... You really had me going there for awhile..." She giggled, raising her hand to brush her hair over her shoulder. "That's a really bad pick-up line, though...."

I grinned sheepishly. "Yeah, I thought you'd get a laugh out of it. And unfortunately there's more where that came from."

Tullaina's warm brown eyes lit up and she looked expectantly up at me. "Okay, spill." She asked excitedly, almost bouncing as we walked.

I eyed her anxiously, unsure how to proceed with this. But then she looked over at me and all my doubts were whisked away in the blink of an eye.

I was her friend, she was mine. There was nothing more here. Just treat her like you always do.

"Alright, what about this one? Do you have a sunburn or are you always this hot?"

At first, Tullaina gaped, then she snorted; eyes closing as she giggled. "That one's not bad..." She commented, and I felt a burst of encouragement.

"My friends bet me that I wouldn't be able to start a conversation with the most beautiful girl in the tavern. Wanna buy some drinks with their money?"

Tullaina shrugged at that one, tilting her hand from side to side. "That one's okay..."

To my horror, the next one that popped into my mind--and subsequently out of my mouth--was one that I never would have dreamed of saying to Tullaina. "Aside from being sexy, what do you do for a living?"

Instantly, Tullaina's cheeks turned beet red--likely matching mine--and she turned to look at me, the corners of her mouth twitching as if she couldn't decide if it would be appropriate to smile or not. "Ummm...."

"Mahal, I didn't think before I spoke, Tulls." I apologized, rubbing the back of my neck.

Tullaina giggled nervously. "It's alright, Fili. I just never expected that to be something you would say to a lass."

"It's not something I would say unless I'm completely off my face." I admitted, and the smile returned hesitantly to her face. "But, what do you think of this one? Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?"

Tullaina stuck out her tongue. "That one is awful..." She stated with a wrinkled nose. "0/10 would recommend using."

I laughed, feeling a soothing wave of relief wash over me as the previous awkward mood faded. "I thought that one wasn't half bad!" I defended the line, but Tullaina only rolled her eyes.

"You're a Dwarrow. Of course it sounds good to you. But if you were a dame... We have a different perspective on things." She explained offhandedly. "Please, continue."

"Do you have a name or can I call you mine?"

"Where in Mahal's name did you get this one?!" Tullaina exclaimed, pretending to gag. "That one is worse than the last!"

"I'll agree with you on this one. I'd never dream of using this to get a lass' name. It's just rude."

Tullaina nodded vigorously. "If you used it on me, I'd slap you so hard you'd have a permanent imprint of my hand on your face." She stated venomously, and I took a hesitant step sideways. This made her laugh as she watched me. "Not now, if you had just met me and were being weird. Only one of those things applies to you so you're safe."

I let out an affronted gasp. "I'm not weird!"

Tullaina only shrugged, smirking at me. "I'm a girl, and to girls, boys are weird."

"Fair point. And the same is true likewise."

Removing the extra space I had put between us by taking a sideways step, Tullaina looked over at me. "Okay, one last one, then we actually need to move onto serious topics. If you let me, I will procrastinate over June Fools, and that cannot happen on our first try at doing Twelve Months of Fools. I mean, we've already gotten through five months successfully! We can't stop now!"

I nodded, giving Tullaina a sly look. "Alright, unless that would be the prank all along since people are expecting it now?"

"NO!"

"Fine, fine..." I relented, extending my hand towards her. "Your hand looks heavy, can I hold it for you?"

"Sure." Tullaina placed her hand in mine; palm gentle and warm against the calloused, rough surface of mine.

The unexpected motion had my brain shutting down as I frantically tried to figure out what was supposed to happen next.

Tullaina shot me a confused look, glancing down at our hands. "Fili, you're supposed to hold my hand back, not just suddenly let it become a limp noodle."

I didn't respond, trying frantically to think of something--anything!--to say. Which, of course, led to the absolute last thing I wanted to say being the exact thing I said.

"Your lips look lonely, would they like to meet mine?"

Tullaina's lips parted; the bottom jutting out just the tiniest bit because it was slightly bigger than the top. Not that I knew this because I'd spent literal days just gazing at her perfect, sensual lips.

No, not at all.

"Fili, I, uh, yeah..." Tullaina whispered, and I stared at her in shock.

She stared back expectantly.

The silence continued on for another very long, very awkward moment until Tullaina spoke up. "You're not going to say anything? Are you serious or is this just a prank?" She asked, and I detected just the barest hint of vulnerability in her soft-spoken words.

I sucked in a deep breath, realizing that I hadn't really been breathing between my last sentence and Tullaina's. "I don't know," I breathed, staring at Tullaina in terror. "I didn't think I would get this far!"

The corner of Tullaina's mouth turned up in a smile. "Maybe we just experiment a bit, yeah?" She asked, taking one step closer to me. "Because I'm bloody scared out of my mind, Fili, but if I don't do this I'm going to regret it for the rest of my life."

I nodded silently, staring down at her as she took another slow step closer, rising up on her toes. Automatically, my hands settled on her waist, steadying her as I leaned down to meet her plush, distracting lips.

"OH DEAR MAHAL, FINALLY!!"

Tullaina and I jumped apart, looking around wildly for the terrifyingly familiar voice. I found it in the form of Kili as he peeked out from a pillar, hands clamped around his mouth and a look of absolute panic on his face.

"Oh, uh, I wasn't supposed to interrupt you... Just go back to kissing or whatever. Pretend I was never here." He faltered, looking at Tullaina and I sheepishly. "Sorry."

I took a step forward, bristling as I prepared to teach Kili a lesson he wouldn't forget. "Kili, I'm going to--"

Tullaina grabbed my sleeve, stopping me in my tracks as she finished my sentence. "Spend time with Tullaina. Come on, Fili. We have things to do and abandoned corridors to explore."

[chiaki-translation]

4th Anniversary The Key to Daydreaming: Winter’s Door - Event Translation

Of course I’ll start from Winter *cough cough*

But yeah, I don’t know why but I’m quite moved by the entire scene at the end? And also, I dieded when Hisoka called us Ojou-san XD

For the benefit of those who doesn’t have the JP game, I have uploaded the voiced recording of this story. Please don’t reupload them anywhere else, but here it is: WINTER’s DOOR

4th Anniversary The Key to Daydreaming: Secret Key / / Spring’s Door / / Autumn’s Door / / Winter’s Door / / Opening the Future Door with You

Disclaimer:

A3! belongs to Liber Entertainment

Translator’s Note: The character they portray are the characters from their Mixed Play, namely Kondo from I Come with The Night, Miyagi from Run Around The Field, George from Luminous Circus, Holmes from Scarlet Mirror, Kou and Hisui from YinYang Midnight. Character names followed Yaycupcake wiki as I’m not sure about the correct reading of their names.

Winter’s Door

Director:

(The manager told me to go to the rooms one by one… I wonder which room I should start from)

Ah, speaking of which, I have something to ask Tasuku-san.

(The clock in the lounge hasn’t been working well, I thought I should ask him to take a look at it.

There’s the thing about the key as well, I guess I’ll go to Tasuku-san’s room first, that way I can hear from Tsumugi-san as well)

<Shifts to Corridor>

Director:

Hmm? There’s something pasted on the door.

“Unlocked” ?

What is this about…

Eh!?

(There’s a dull sound coming from inside…  I wonder if everything’s alright.

I’m a bit worried, let’s try calling them for now)

<Shifts to Room 204>

Kondo?:

“Uh… ugh…”

Miyagi?:

“Oi, are you alright?”

Director:

(Hmm? Those are Kondo and Miyagi from the Mixed Play performance right.

What’s the two of them doing with that look…?)

Miyagi:

“I think it’s not a good idea for you to push yourself…”

Kondo:

“I’m not pushing myself. I’m just not feeling very well today.”

Director:

(Tsumugi-san… To be exact, Kondo is trying to lift the dumbbell.

That dumbbell is quite heavy though…

I want to stop him because it will be bad if he got injured, but they might be in the middle of practicing an etude)

Kondo:

“Uh, ughhhh….!”

Director:

Umm, if it’s too heavy, please don’t force yourself…

Kondo and Miyagi:

“!”

Director:

(I got too worried and ended up stopping him)

Kondo:

“Sigh, it’s so pathetic to be worried by a woman.”

Miyagi:

“I told you that the way you hold it makes people worry didn’t I.”

Director:

(As I thought, they’re deep in their role.

I guess it’s better for me to match them for now)

Are you trying to build your physical strength with the dumbbell?

Miyagi:

“No, that’s not the case…

About how it comes to this, how to say it.”

Director:

?

Miyagi:

“I run a liquor store, and I’m thinking of opening a new shop this time.

Then, I found out that there’s a good property nearby so I went to take a look.”

Director:

A new shop! That sounds good.

Miyage:

“Yeah. And then, I met this guy who has bought our sake before.”

Kondo:

“I’m quite confident with my physical strength, so I was thinking of offering some help after hearing the shop owner’s situation.”

Miyagi:

“I’m grateful for your intention but, I have told you so many times that it’s enough for you to just come by and buy some sake again next time…

You said you’re confident in your physical strength, that’s why I said you can carry several bottles of beers like the one you bought last time--

It’s supposed to be a joke though...”

Kondo:

“Of course not. Just like this, I can easily pick up this heavy dumbbell… Ugh….! Uh…!”

Miyagi:

“Oh, well… As you can see, he’s quite stubborn, and he started to try showing off his power using the dumbbell that happened to be around.”

Director:

I, I see.

But if you overdo it, you might ended up injuring yourself, please do it in moderation.

(In the end, Kondo is still Tsumugi-san…)

Kondo:

“I guess I have no choice…

I’m not feeling very well today, I’ll leave it at that for now.”

Miyagi:

“Please do so.”

Director:

Right. I was a bit distracted, but I have something that I want to ask the two of you. Is it alright?

Kondo:

“A question for us?”

Miyagi:

“What is it about?”

Director:

I picked up a key earlier and I don’t know the owner.

Do you have any idea about what this is?

Miyagi:

“It’s not mine.”

Kondo:

“I also know nothing.”

Director:

Ah, I see…

Miyagi:

“Ah, speaking of which, a circus troupe seems to be coming near here.

There seem to be a considerable amount of people coming, you might be able to find the owner there.”

Director:

Circus Troupe…?

(What is this about.

I wonder if it’s another setting for the etude.)

Miyagi:

“Also, it’s fine for you to keep looking for the owner, but there are some strange rumors floating around here recently, please be careful when you’re walking alone.”

Kondo:

“Ah… It’s about the non-human ‘Mysterious Visitor’ that appears once a day right.”

Director:

No, non-human huh…

Miyagi:

“Yeah, some rumor even said that they’re devils.”

Kondo:

“For now, why don’t you go and check the circus troupe first.

That circus seems to have a trapeze artist and a beast master too.”

Miyagi:

“Hoo, that sounds interesting.

I’ll go invite my brother and friends to take a look on my next day off.”

Kondo:

“Yeah, I’m also thinking of bringing my wife to see them.”

Director:

A trapeze artist and a beast master…

(This feels familiar, are they actually talking about Luminous Circus troupe…?)

Understood. I’ll be going ahead.

Kondo:

“Yeah, please take care.”

Miyagi:

“Then, see you around.”

<End of Chapter 3>

Director:

(Ah, I kinda forgot to talk to Tasuku-san about the clock, it just doesn’t seem to be the right time. I’ll go and ask him next time.)

!

There’s a lively music coming from the next room somehow…

(As I thought, the story from before was most probably about Luminous Circus Troupe.

Ah, Room 205 also has a paper written “Unlocked” on it.)

<Shifts to Room 205>

George?:

“Thank you so much!”

Holmes?:

“That was pretty interesting.”

Director:

(It’s George and Holmes this time…!)

Holmes:

“Hi, my lady. What a pity, you were just slightly late.

George was performing his show until just a minute ago.”

George:

“If you come to our Circus, I’ll show it  to you as much as you want.

Please come to Luminous Circus Troupe next time. ”

Director:

Eh umm, Alright…

Holmes:

“Then, you were saying that you have something to consult with me.”

George:

“Right. I want you to look at the “Mysterious Visitor” rumor that has been floating around here recently.”

Holmes:

“That rumor huh, I recently heard about it.”

George:

“The number of customers tend to decrease when there’s a creepy rumor floating around. That’s why, I would like to ask for Mr Detective to unravel this mystery.”

Holmes:

“I’m not really interested in strange rumor like this, but I guess I’m a bit curious this time, I’ll take a look at it.”

George:

“Right. As expected of a great detective.”

Holmes:

“Apparently that visitor only appears once a day.

They’ve been visiting the houses around here in turn, and the next one that they’re most likely going to visit seems to be the empty building over there.”

Director:

(Eh? That one was probably the building that Miyagi mentioned just now…)

Holmes:

“But, I don’t know when that visitor will make their appearance.

If there’s someone there it would be easier, at least I would be able to hear from him.”

George:

“I’m also quite concerned that the visitor will make an appearance at that empty building.”

Director:

Excuse me… I think there’s someone there today.

I was told by my acquaintance that he came to visit that building today.

George:

“Is that true! So this kind of coincidence do happen.”

Holmes:

“I see, there’s a possibility that my lady’s acquaintance has met with this mysterious visitor.

Thank you for the information. You’re faring better than my assistant.”

Goerge:

“That was a great help, my lady.

If there’s a way we can extend our gratitude to you…”

Director:

Ah! Then, can I ask you just one question?

George:

“Of course, I don’t mind. Ask us anything.”

Director:

I’m looking for the owner of this key.

Do you know anything about it?

George:

“Hmm… It’s a key that I haven’t seen before.

It’s a pity, but it’s not mine.”

Holmes:

“I don’t recall anything either.

But, if you’re talking about key…

I saw a mysterious room with a paper stuck on its keyhole.

It’s a room just opposite from here.”

George:

“Oh, I think it might be a good idea to check it at once.

Why don’t you go and see?”

Director:

(The room opposite from here is… Room 206)

Right, I’ll go check it out.

Thanks for telling me!

Holmes:

“Of course, you’re welcome.”

George:

“Good luck to you. My kind lady.”

Holmes:

“Now that that’s gone…

Should we eat some marshmallow?”

George:

“Aren’t we going to check that building?”

Holmes:

“… It’s just a joke.”

<Shifts to Courtyard>

Director:

(Like I was told to, I ended up coming to Room 206…

It’s true, there’s a yorishiro-like paper stuck on the keyhole.

TN: Yorishiro is the paper used to attract spirit, just Google it for the appearance.

Furthermore, it’s the same “Unlocked”  written on it.

This yorishiro…

The mysterious visitor that everyone was talking about, could it be--)

<Shifts to Room 206>

Director:

(As I thought, inside is Kou and Hisui)

Kou:

“Geez, you never get tired of it every day.”

Hisui:

“This world is clearly very different from the world that we live in.

I thought if I can continue to exist like this, Master might exist in a different form here as well.

Is it a sin for me for just wanting to see him one more time…”

Kou:

“No, I never said that it’s a sin.

But, rather than doing this troublesome thing every single day, why don’t you get it all over and done with.”

Hisui:

“I have to look at each one of them carefully, otherwise I might miss it.”

Kou:

“Geez, what a troublesome matter.”

Director:

(I thought the mysterious visitor would either be Kou or Hisui, but looking at this situation, it seems to be Hisui.

After listening to their story, I think they’re looking for Geppaku.)

Kou:

“So, where are you going today?”

Hisui:

“There’s an unoccupied house over there.”

Kou:

“That one huh…

You said it’s unoccupied, so there’s no one inside right.”

Hisui:

“I know that, but…”

Director:

(What a dejected expression he has.

I feel a bit sorry for him…)

Umm… Excuse me--

Kou:

“Little girl, you finally opened your mouth.”

Director:

Uhh, so you found me out…

Kou:

“Of course, it’s a given.”

Hisui:

“What business do you have with us.”

Director:

That empty building, there should be someone coming there today.

But those people are my acquaintances, so I don’t think it’s the person you’re looking for.

Hisui:

“I see.

But master might not be the same master as before.

There’s a possibility that his form has changed.”

Kou:

“If it’s her acquaintance, isn’t it faster just to bring her along with you.”

Hisui:

“You’re right… Can I ask for your assistance.”

Director:

Yeah, I don’t mind.

Hisui:

“I’m really grateful.”

Kou:

“Hmm, today sounds more interesting than usual.

Let me go along with you.”

Hisui:

“Then, let’s head out.”

Director:

Ah, before that…

Does this key belong to any of you two?

Hisui:

“Key? …So a key can take this kind of shape.”

Kou:

“I don’t know. It’s not mine.”

Hisui:

“My bad, I have no idea either.”

Director:

(So key doesn’t really exist in this form in their era…

Well, there are still places that I haven’t confirmed yet, I guess I just have to look patiently.)

Understood, thank you so much.

Then, should we go.

<End of Chapter 4>

Director:

Ah… Now that I think about it, I don’t know the specific location of that empty building…

Hisui:

“You don’t need to worry. I know the way…

It’s over here, follow me.”

Director:

(We ended up in front of the storeroom…

There’s a paper written “Unlocked” over here as well.)

Kou:

“Hmm, it’s here huh. Then, let’s go inside and take a look.”

<Shifts to Storeroom>

Holmes:

“There’s a chance that the mysterious visitor is going to appear over here today, do you see any apparent changes in the surroundings?”

George:

“If it stays this way, the customers will stop coming.

I wonder who this visitor is, I do want to know as well.”

Miyagi:

“I just met the caretaker for this building, there doesn’t seem to be anything unusual—

Right, I’m getting up now,”

Kondo:

“Ah, oi! Who are those people over there…!?”

Holmes:

“!”

George:

“What…!?”

Kou:

“Seems like our appearance suprised you.”

Director:

Sorry for coming in suddenly.

Eh umm, I have something to tell everyone.

The identity of the mysterious visitor is Hisui-san over here.

Kondo:

“This person?”

Holmes:

“Oh, the fact that my lady brings the mysterious visitor here directly means…”

Hisui:

“Mysterious visitor…?”

Director:

Actually, recently there’s a rumor floating around here which says about a mysterious visitor that visit once a day.

Hisui:

“I see…

My bad, I was being careful not to stand out, but I didn’t think that I actually bothered a lot of people.

I’m just, trying to look for someone that I really want to meet.”

George:

“I see, so it’s like that.”

Miyagi:

“Don’t just create a fuss like that…”

Kou:

“But as I thought, none of them is your Master.”

Hisui:

“Yeah. You even come here especially with me, my bad.”

Director:

It’s fine, please don’t mind it.

Kondo:

“Regardless, what a strange appearance you guys have.

It doesn’t look like the so-called cosplay too…”

Holmes:

“What are you guys?”

Kou:

“We’re Shikigami.”

Kondo:

“Shi, Shikigami!?

The kind that appears in Onmyouji stories, you mean you’re that…!?”

Miyagi:

“It’s just a joke right…”

George:

“Hmm, what is a Shikigami?”

Holmes:

“I feel that I’ve heard the word itself before…”

Director:

Umm… I don’t know if I can explain it well, but something like a ghostly spirit apparition? I wonder if that explanation is alright…?

Kou:

“It’s troublesome to explain. So let’s leave it at that.”

Hisui:

“I don’t mind either.”

George:

“An apparition…! What a profound mystery…!”

Holmes:

“Who would have thought that the mysterious visitor is really such an existence.”

Hisui:

“I’m really sorry for making a fuss for everyone.

I’m going to try looking somewhere else once more.”

Kou:

“But you seem to have scared the people around this area, isn’t it better to just stay over here for a while.”

Hisui:

“You’re right…”

Director:

(Hisui looks a bit disappointed…)

Miyagi:

“…Hey, you.”

Hisui:

“?”

Miyagi:

“You look pretty tired, why don’t you take one of my sake and drink for now.

You might feel more energized after drinking good sake.

Ah, I don’t know if Shikigami can drink sake or not though.”

Hisui:

“I’m thankful for your offer.”

Kondo:

“Ah, that sounds good. The sake that the owner choose always hits the mark, they’re delicious.”

George:

“Oh, then I would like to try drinking it too.

Can I get one as well?”

Kou:

“The sake of this world huh. Hmm, I’m also interested.”

Holmes:

“You piqued my interest indeed. Let me have it as well.”

Miyagi:

“You guys…!

Sigh, understood… I’ll take everyone’s share later.”

Director:

(Fufu, they’re people from different era and country, but they get along well somehow, looking at them is pretty funny)

Holmes:

“Speaking of which, have you found the owner of the key?”

Director:

No, I actually haven’t found them.

Miyagi:

“… I see. Just like that Shikigami who is looking for someone, the key might also be looking for the keyhole that suits it.”

Director:

You’re right… That might be the case.

Kondo:

“If you can’t find the owner here, the key might be connecting you to a new story up ahead. This is not the end.”

Director:

A new story…

Holmes:

“If you have decided, that means you can’t stay over here isn’t it?”

Director:

Yes?

Hisui:

“You’re going to look for the key’s owner right?”

Director:

I mean, I guess it’s supposed to be that way…

But from the beginning, what are these all about!?

Kou:

“It’s best for you to go now, little girl.”

George:

“A journey around with the key, please enjoy yourself.”

<Shifts to Courtyard>

Director:

I, I got kicked out, in the end I didn’t get to know anything either…

(Even so, a mystery in the warehouse really sounds like Winter Troupe, how to say it…

But, I was really drawn by everyone’s lively performances, I ended up participating with them naturally)

This is not the end…

(Even if the season changes, once more, it’s going to connect to the new season, just like Winter.

What’s there behind this key I wonder…

I’m really looking forward to it.)

Then, let’s go and try to find the key’s owner once more.

<End of Chapter 5>