#just get rid of Bruno and we're good

[pastel-rights]

Your wife has some interesting gay wisdom! Also how do you feel about the songs she assigned you?

okay so first things first! she kept adding things while I was in the middle of trying to answer this ask so it's a bit of a long answer! sorrryyyyy

misha we're going on an adventure

secondly... THAT ADVICE? I expected the "hehe women" bit and I wasn't too thrown off by the Black Swan musing tbh because I know my darlin' just that well /j

I uh. I wasn't expecting that end bit though. I kind of choked on the waffle I was eating because of it. It kind of hurt I won't lie to you, anon /lh

...

it was really sweet. i don't get complimented like that irl so it kind of. made me emotional. /pos

i think i. have always suffered from internalized self-confidence issues. and uh. that comment meant a lot to me.

a lot more than i think. tae realizes.

oh and the. army of songs too!! yeah let me. misha misha it's time to get UP. lets GO.

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Marry You: ... actually nevermind we're back down for the count misha let's. yeah. yeah. /j

... also you kind of already married me you goober. /j

okay jokes aside, this is. one of my favorite songs from bruno mars so to see it. associated with me in some manner is. really sweet.

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Just the Way You Are: ... heh.

am i.

am i really.

am i.

"girl you're amazing just the way you are" /lyr

i will ruin your life in 20 million ways and you will thank me every. single. time.

am i really. /j

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Love on Top: beyonce was so real in this song tbh

baby that IS you.

you ARE the one i love!!!

you ARE the one i need!!!

shit you're the only person besides my family I see somedays /lh

it's.

it's you!!!

that is you!!!!!

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Pure as the Driven Snow: ... okay I'm gonna be honest I like. fell asleep while listening to it and immediately got jumpscared by all the world's a stage. so uh. hold on let me just.

to google!!

...

oh! /lh

that's all i have to say. /j

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Flaws and All: ... BEYONCE! STOP THIS MADNESS. /lh

... you know i kind of AM a trainwreck in the morning and a bitch in the afternoon.

actually i'm a bitch at all hours of the day but that's really besides the point you know.

why.

why DO you love me anyways.

i'm not. really the type of person who deserves your love.

you're a. a really sweet person, you're really kind to other people and you always try to help you and you're just. a sweet and loving person.

like i feel you're. too good for me most days. you and sam.

i don't.

i don't deserve you guys.

i don't deserve any of you guys and I don't. understand why you guys continue to stick around. someone like me.

who's just so.

...

...

...

but hey if your type is the nihilistic, overly honest and blunt, abrasive side of a sponge then. you know. who am I to stop you!! /lh

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Loser, Baby: you're a power bottom at rock bottom, dear! /ref

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Never Ever Getting Rid of Me: ... juST TAKE THE MIXED BOUQUET AND LEAVE, GENERAL. LEAVE. GET. SCATTER. SHOO. AND TAKE YOUR LETTERS WITH YOU. /ref

[katanadepapel]

TMNT MUTANT MAYHEM

💙BLUE HEART 💙

Chapter 4- perfect company

Naomi’s POV 💚

I was lying on my bed, and I know it's crazy, but I have this habit of lying on my bed upside down with my legs crossed and leaning against the wall.

I felt vibrations on my cell phone and saw that it was a voice call from my stepmother.

*Plays Bruno Mars, Uptown Funk*

- Hi Agatha! -

-Hi my daughter, it's Agatha, how are you, are you okay? Did you get home from school?-

- Yes, I got home from school safely, the nanny left, Thomas and I had lunch and now he's watching Backyardigans on television.- I said looking at my purple and blue nails.

- We're here waiting for you to take Thomas to the birthday party of one of Tommy's friends, Sydney, which is in half an hour; Apart from the madness that happened in my class today, you wouldn't even imagine it happened...-

.....

When I finished speaking I only heard silence on the other end of the line.

.....

- Agatha? Are you still there?-

....

- Look Naomi, your father won't be able to arrive early today, he told me he's stuck at college, and I... I'm going to be investigating another case of theft in a fancy jewelry store and I won't be early either-

-So could you take your little brother to Sydney's party in my place?-

I felt frustrated and upset again, but it wasn't a surprise for me, it's not the first time they leave work super late, they work a lot and if I complained she might be disappointed, and the guilt of ingratitude would hammer in my head. .

- It's ok! Don't worry, I c-can do this, yes-

- I'm sorry my daughter, I really can't give up this work, have fun! Message me when you arrive-

- Actually, I'm just going to leave him there and go back home, I don't really like Sydney's family, including the parties, they're very boring, besides, the party will be at their house, which is in another seven buildings, Thomas won't be too far away-

I said it honestly, I really don't like Sydney's family, they're crazy, but they're not bad people, they would take good care of Thomas, and my little brother is always comfortable there, so it's fine with me.

- It's okay, darling, I understand you, *laughs* take him there, and go straight home, you know how your father dies of worry when you step out the door-

I laughed

-Now I have to go, bye bye!-

-Bye bye, good luck with that case!-

I said, trying hard not to show my sadness in my speech, just now that something revolting happened to me at my school, they stay late at work.

“Nami, who was on the phone, was it mommy?” I hear Thomas speak with a grin as he opens my ajar door wider.

“Yes Tommy, it was mommy, but she said that unfortunately they won’t be able to take you to the party, because the work there is heavy, and they will be home very late."

After saying that, my little brother's almost toothless smile disappeared and he lowered his head, my heart sank just seeing him like that.

I knelt on the floor and held his face, making him look at me, and I made a funny face, cross-eyed and sticking my tongue out at him, I thought it would help to get rid of that look, but apparently it did nothing.

“What’s wrong, you didn’t think the face was funny?”

“I wanted mommy and daddy to be here, I didn’t want they to stay at work any longer.”

I now understand the reason for her expression, he was upset, for a child, father or mother not being present is very disappointing for them.

“Don't be like that Tommy, because as long as your BIG SISTER is here, you won't miss this party, no way! Because she will take you!” He said, standing up, posing as Superman and raising my voice, which made him laugh a lot.

What a nice laugh he has, so cute.

“And it’s a costume party, which costume are you going to?”

He put his hand on his chin thinking, and thinking.

“Static Shock!” He screams and jumps simultaneously.

"So, what are you waiting for? Go put on your clothes, and it’ll be 16:30 p.m!”

He runs to his room to dress in his Static Shock costume, I was happy with my brother's joy, but then I felt hurt again, it wasn't just me, I remembered that Leo was feeling bad too, so I decided to apologize to him for my annoying behavior.

It's because I get annoyed when I'm really upset yet I could have hurt him.

MIMI: HEY, WHAT'S UP LEON ARDO, how are you?☺️😁

MIMI: SRY for making fun of you earlier today, I thought you were over it😔😔😔

MIMI: SOOOORRRYYY!!!😭😭😭😭😭

I'm J/K!!!!!

🥺

👉👈

I love emojis

I'm a very happy girl, and the irritation is what's left of me not to show when I'm sad, I don't like expressing myself that way, but he doesn't know that, and he can't know.

I was looking at yesterday and when he sent the message, then I read it.

Leo: It's okay mimi, it wasn't your fault.😊

Leo: I knew you were just trying to cheer me up, but in reality, I wasn't in the mood☁️ ☀️

When reading the message he sent to me, I was a little confused, but I was also relieved, I hadn't hurt him! But do you know when you feel like something isn't 100% right after a message from a friend, even with positive words? So, I felt suspicious.

I put my feelings aside at the moment, as he seemed to be hiding something, which affected his personality, he acted introverted.

NAMI: I noticed, these last few weeks you've been quieter,🤐😔🫥 sad and isolated, Leon, do you want to talk about this?

NAMI: I'm worried.😟

I sent the message, I stretched my arms on my bed while I waited for his response, I was holding my cell phone with my right hand, still lying upside down, after about 5 minutes I felt my cell phone vibrate and I noticed that he had finally responded.

Leo: Well, yes😔

I was surprised, he really wanted to talk, but venting on the phone wasn't a good idea, because of the sad face emoji I knew it was serious.

NAMI: Meet me on the terrace of my apartment, face to face is better.😊

Leo: Okay. I'll be there. 😄😊

NAMI: See you there then. ✌️😊💙

“Time to play psychologist!” I said, jumping out of bed quickly, I changed into a long white blouse, with a Grizz of 'We Bare Bears' print and dark gray knitted pants, ready to leave the house to take Thomas to his little friend's party.

I took my e-scooter and put on my helmet and Thomas' helmet; We left the house, and I looked at the phone and it was 16:54 p.m., there would be time for me to go and come back before Leo arrived on my terrace, so I went with Thomas in front of me, obviously.

*A while later*

I arrived at Sydney's family's apartment, that clingy kid, who farts all the time, the farter boy; For me, I would end the friendship so as not to influence Thomas, but he likes farter, so I left Thomas there, and he flew off to play without saying goodbye.

Ungrateful

I didn't even care, I left.

I left the building, already putting the scooter on the ground, ready to go home, before Leo, I put on my helmet and flew like the wind.

I love speed, I'm like Lightning McQueen.

I was doing well, and I was almost home, until I had a certain brown cat that had so many places to run, but he immediately chose the same place where I was going to pass with the motorcycle.

As I'm HIPER exaggerated when it comes to speed, and I didn't have time to brake, you already know what happened!

*Sound of wheel dragging on asphalt*

I practically flew off my e-scooter, and that damn cat was unharmed, so I hate you!

At least I was wearing a helmet and pants so my left knee wouldn't grate.

Since I no longer have a right knee

“I HATE CATS!” I screamed angrily while still on the ground, until I heard a calm and familiar voice behind me.

"You, and my father."

I looked to see who had said such a thing and realized it was Leo, who was walking quickly towards me, and then crouched down, apparently worried.

"Are you well? Did you get hurt a lot?” He said, examining me, seeing if I had been hurt, I gently pushed him away.

“It’s okay Leo, relax! I’m just a streak of bad luck, no big deal!”

He laughed a little.

“That makes two of us” Leo extends his hand to me and I accept the help; we stood up laughing as I cleaned the dirt off my pants and blouse.

I had only scraped my right elbow, the palms of my two hands and a little on my face; from the way Leo was looking at me, he obviously already noticed the bruise on my left cheek, gently cupping my face to get a better look, the touch of his fingers on my skin made my face heat up a little, and I don't know why, but my heart rate increased too.

“Your guardian angel must be tired of protecting you, you always get hurt.” He speaks ironically, laughing and smiling with his teeth, meeting my gaze, and my face is still in his hand; Our eye contact lasted about ten seconds until I came back to reality and quickly moved away from him, to cut this 'atmosphere'.

“Guardian angel? *snort* Mine is definitely retired!” I said covered in sarcasm, and he rolls his eyes showing a crooked smile.

It's not my fault for interrupting the atmosphere, I was embarrassed at that moment, that's all; Leo is so sweet to me, but we're just friends, apart from the fact that I don't want to fall in love again.

I looked at him, he was looking at the ground, and his smile slowly fell, looking very sad.

Just like that emoji 😔

Leo is an open book, with no doubt that the sadness and depth of it is not something he should hide, so I thought a conversation on the terrace wouldn't make him feel better, he needs to get out, and now that people accept mutants, it's even better.

So I went down, went to my electronic scooter that was on the ground, held it with my right hand and went back to get the giant turtle; With what I had to spare, I grabbed Leo's hand and pulled him across the street.

“Naomi, what are you doing?!” He asks in amazement at my sudden act.

“Let’s go out, enjoy the afternoon…/night… in a normal way, even though you need it more than I do.” I said looking up at the sky, and then looking forward again.

I couldn't even look at him, I was holding his hand! On the outside I look fine, because I know how to hide it well, but on the inside, my heart was racing.

Deep down, I didn't want to stay at home alone, I needed to go out too, but I didn't even think about where we could go, but it wasn't just my heartbeat that increased, my stomach growled too, I hate being hungry but I thank my stomach for the great idea now.

“Are you hungry? I know a place we can go.”

[the-type-a]

We're back with part two of Duncney playlist songs. If I accidentally suggest the same one twice, just blame it on the fact that I'm sick. I'm giving sections this time!

CANON DUNCNEY:

-Your Stupid Face (Kaden MacKay)

-Boys (Charli XCX)

-Blank Space (Taylor Swift)

-The Call (Regina Spektor)

-The Calling (TheFatRat)

-Darkside (Alan Walker)

-COPYCAT (Billie Eilish)

-Your Obedient Servant (Hamilton)

-Dead Girl Walking (Heathers)

-Ain't It Fun (Paramore)

-Try (P!nk)

-Take A Hint (Victorious)

-Everybody Loves Me (OneRepublic)

ANGSTY DUNCNEY:

No Children (The Mountain Goats)

Rat (Penelope Scott)

-Oleander (Mother Mother)

-Oh Klahoma (Jack Stauber)

-All That Glitters (Earl)

-Already Gone (Sleeping At Last)

-Boys Will Be Bugs (Cavetown)

-Today Today (Jack Stauber)

-Be Alright (Dean Lewis)

-What About Us (P!nk)

-Me and My Husband (Mitski)

-Who Is She? (Reprise) (Centaurworld)

-Lotta True Crime (Penelope Scott)

-All Eyes On Me (OR3O)

-I Of The Storm (Of Monsters and Men)

-Cleopatra (The Lumineers)

-The Moon Will Sing (The Crane Wives)

-Requiem (Dear Evan Hansen)

-Good For You (Dear Evan Hansen)

-Words Fail (Dear Evan Hansen)

-If Only (Descendants)

-Just Another Girl (The Killers)

-Don't Come Back Here (KIRA)

-Don't Make Me (MALINDA)

-Evelyn Evelyn (Evelyn Evelyn)

-Are You Satisfied? (MARINA)

-Blue Lips (Regina Spektor)

-Two Birds (Regina Spektor)

-Feed My Ego (Mickey Darling)

-Cardigan (Taylor Swift)

-August (Taylor Swift)

-Hoax (Taylor Swift)

-Bruno is Orange (Hop Along)

-Father (The Front Bottoms)

-Ghost (Reinaeiry)

-Ghost (Confetti)

-Ghosts (Jacob Tillberg)

-A Boy Like That (Glee Cast)

-Rose's Turn (Glee Cast)

-Glimpse of Us (Joji)

-If it's True (Hadestown)

-Come Home With Me (Reprise) (Hadestown)

-How Long? (Hadestown)

-Satisfied (Hamilton)

-I Say No (Heathers)

-Freeze Your Brain (Heathers)

-Meant To Be Yours (Heathers)

-I Am Damaged (Heathers)

-His Theme (Caleb Hyles)

-How to Save a Life (The Fray)

-Monster (dodie)

-If I Were a Boy (Beyonce)

-I'm glad you're evil too -Re-release (Rachie)

-Personal (Stars)

-Goodbye (Bo Burnham)

-Angel Eyes and Basketball (Foot Ox)

-Heather (Conan Gray)

-Are You Bored Yet? (Wallows)

-LOONATIC - Eng. Ver. (LOONA)

-Hurts Like Hell (Fleurie)

-Mad at Disney (slem ilese)

-prom dress (mxmtoon)

-I Knew You Once (Hollie Allen)

-Blame (Air Traffic Contoller)

-Oblivion (Dirty Palm)

-Once in a Dream (In the City)

-Catching Fire (Acoustic) (Sum 41)

-Family of Me (Ben Folds)

-feelings are fatal (mxmtoon)

-Cigarette Ahegao (Penelope Scott)

-putting a spin on never ever getting rid of me (Egg)

-Praying (Kesha)

-If I Could Take This Moment Back (Tangled the Series)

-I'd Give Anything (Tangled the Series)

-All Too Well (10 Minute Version) (Taylor Swift

-Look What You Made Me Do (Taylor Swift)

-All You Wanna Do (Six the Musical, live recording. Make sure to get the one with the purple cover.)

-No Way (SIX)

-Heart of Stone (SIX)

-Get Down (SIX)

-I Don't Need Your Love (SIX)

-Yr the Best! (carpetgarden)

-Smells Like Teen Spirit (Malia J)

-In My Head (Derivakat)

-Swallowing Shadows (Blixemi)

-Spider Dance (Adriana Figueroa)

-Bugbear (chloe moriondo)

-How Did You Love (Shinedown)

-A Sadness Runs Through Him (The Hoosiers)

-Trust Me Not (Backseat Vagabond)

-UH OH! (Sub Urban)

-An Unhealthy Obsession (The Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra)

-DARKSIDE (Neoni)

-Way Less Sad (AJR)

-you should see me in a crown (Billie Eilish)

WHOLESOME DUNCNEY:

-Found (Steven Universe)

-Fragile Things (Reprise) (Centaurword)

-Monster (Adventure Time)

-In A Crowd of Thousands (Anastasia)

-You (Keaton Henson)

-Can't Help Falling in Love (Annnapantsu cover)

-The Daughter of the Fish and the Ram (The Scary Jokes)

-To You (OR3O)

-Obvious (Dear Evan Hansen)

-If I Could Tell Her (Dear Evan Hansen)

-Don't Forget (Toby Fox)

-Electric Love (BORNS)

-Riptide (Vance Joy)

-Falling In Love (Crystal Bats)

-Lady Stardust (Lisa Miskovsky)

-Hey Stephen (Taylor Swift)

-Fly Me to the Moon/Lucky (Rick Hale, Breea Guttery)

-Jessie's Girl (Glee Cast Version)

-A Million Dreams (The Greatest Showman)

-Come Home With Me (Hadestown)

-Wait For Me (Hadestown)

-Wait For Me (Reprise) (Hadestown)

-Helpless (Hamilton)

-That Would Be Enough (Hamilton)

-Best Of Wives and Best of Women (Hamilton)

-If I Can't Have You (Shawn Mendes)

-Safe & Sound (Kurt Hugo Schneider)

-Love Will Find A Way (The Lion King 2)

-Lover (Taylor Swift)

-Paper Rings (Taylor Swift)

-hey (Egg)

-Give Me Your Attention (Candelion)

-Next Stop Anywhere (Tangled the Series)

-With You By My Side (Tangled the Series)

-The Girl Who Has Everything (Tangled the Series)

-The Girl Who Has Everything (Reprise) (Tangled the Series)

-Dandelions (Ruth B.)

-A song about Nothing (MALINDA)

-Here I Am - End Title (Bryan Adams)

-One Sided Love (Planttvibes)

-You'll Be In My Heart (Phil Collins)

-Can't Stop Singing (Teen Beach Movie, switch the male and female roles for this one)

-Two Worlds Apart (Lilyrabbitsings)

I CAN THINK OF FUNNY DUNCNEY SITUATIONS FOR THESE:

-The Crush Song (Tina the Twina)

-No Reason (Beetlejuice)

-Roxie (Chicago)

-Sincerely, Me (Dear Evan Hansen)

-A Winter's Ball (Hamilton)

-Just Monika (Random Encounters)

-Senpai Notice Me (Random Encounters)

-Legendary Heroes (Random Encounters)

JUST COURTNEY SONGS: (not even sure if these ones count but have them anyways)

-I Deserve to Bleed (Sushi Soucy)

-Disobedient (Steven Universe)

-Haven't You Noticed (I'm a Star) (Steven Universe)

-Chameleon (Blixemi)

-Dollhouse (Melanie Martinez)

-Hiding in Your Hands (Dear Evan Hansen)

-don't stop dancing (reprise) (Bojack Horseman)

-Party Mom and Invisible Dad (That Handsome Devil)

-Top of My School (Katherine Lynn-Rose)

GWUNCAN IS TOXIC AND HE'S STILL IN LOVE WITH COURTNEY SONGS:

-And He Runs (Blixemi)

-You Belong With Me (Taylor Swift)

-Stepsister's Lament (Cinderella the Musical)

-She Knows (Hollie Col)

...and I thought I wouldn't have enough for a part two.

Added a good handful of these! Great list ✨

[akbarasghar]

On a much lighter note than Mephisto, I am so here for an arc where Peter and Kamala switch bodies. I already love this whole thing.

[ilyasorokinn]

out of the blue , tyson jost

note, i am in denial and spain without the s, as we all know, so this was written because i was in pain and mourning. this is decided to @jostystyles because we are all still in mourning. pair, tyson jost x reader summary, the trade and the aftermath. warnings, the trade word count, 1046 words

(gif not mine)

"What do you mean?"

"Have you not checked Twitter?"

"No, I just got home from walking Bruno. You got traded?" You asked, your voice soft and scared.

"Yeah." He sounded nervous.

"How are you not, like, crying? I'm ready to burst into tears."

"It's either staying calm or crying. I'll pick not-crying for now." He sighed, "I'll be home soon."

"You can't even play tonight." You pouted.

"I'll see you soon. We'll talk more then."

"I'll see you soon. I love you."

"I love you, too."

-

3 hours later, Tyson was walking through the front door of your home. Bruno ran up to him, tail wagging and tongue sticking out, "Hi, dude."

You stood up and waited for him to be done. He looked up, before kissing Bruno once more, then standing up, "Hi."

"So, by traded, you mean..."

"To another team." He nodded.

"Where?" You asked, almost not wanting the answer.

"Minnesota." He answered.

"The Wild? Their colors are red and green, you can't even see them." You pointed out.

"I know, that's gonna be a little bit of a problem." He nodded.

"When do you leave?"

"Soon."

You felt like you were gonna fall over, so pulled out a kitchen chair and sat down, "Hey, hey, we're gonna be okay. Everything's gonna be okay." He tried to reassure you.

"That's, like, the worst thing you could say to me right now." The lump in your throat was on the verge of breaking, "I know this isn't about me, but-"

"I get it." He nodded, wrapping his arms around you, kissing your shoulder, "It's not gonna be easy. But we're gonna get through it. Together."

"That was so cliche."

"I think it's all those chick-flicks we've been watching." He joked.

You laughed, feeling a little better. You pulled away, "It's gonna be different, but we'll be together, so it's won't be so bad." He laughed when you made a face, "What? That one was better."

You shook your head, before looking back at him, "It'll be good for us. Change of scenery."

"That's the spirit."

-

A few hours later, Tyson was saying goodbye to you and Bruno again and getting on his flight to Minnesota. You wanted to go with him, but you had prior commitments, so you settled at home for his first game as a Wild.

Since you still had yet to gather Wild merch, you settled on the couch with Bruno, repping your Avs merch.

Bruno was sitting next to you, his head on your leg, "Look, there's dad." You pointed. Bruno's head perked up when he saw Tyson on the screen, and he hopped off the couch, standing in front of the TV, staring at it as they got a few close-up shots.

"Yeah, go dad!" You cheered as Bruno barked.

It was an eventful game and although Tyson was wearing a different set of colors, he was still Tyson. He was the same hardworking, dedicated guy you knew and loved.

You called him right after the game, "You watched?"

"Tyson Jost, what kind of question is that?" You rolled your eyes.

"When you get here, I'll get you a new jersey."

"I don't want one. I like my old one." You frowned.

"I know, but I gotta get you an updated one. Wrong colors."

"You don't get to be 17?"

"Sadly I can't take Folingo's number."

"Fine, but we're not getting rid of any of it."

"Promise. We'll frame it and hang it up."

"That sounds nice."

-

A few days later, everything you needed to get done in Colorado was done, so you packed up the essentials (leaving everything else for moving day) and got on a plane with Bruno to Minnesota.

When you got off the plane, Tyson was there waiting for you. When Bruno saw him, he started barking and moving around in the carrier, "Shh, Bru." You laughed, opening the top so Bruno could hop out.

Bruno hopped out of the carrier, into Tyson's waiting arms, "Hi, Bru, I missed you, too, dude. Were you good for mom?"

"He was the bestest boy like he always is, but I think he missed dad." You scratched behind his ears as he licked Tyson's face.

"Come on, let's go explore your new home." Tyson set Bruno on the ground and held the leash with one hand while the other grabbed your suitcase.

The moment the door was open and Bruno was off his leash, he was running around the small apartment, sniffing everything, "How're things here? What restaurants have you found?" You asked, bumping hips with him.

He laughed, "Things are good, I found a few pretty good restaurants we can try out, I found a good coffee shop, I found the closet bakery on day 1, and it's only a few blocks down."

"Ooh, yay!" You clapped.

"I also got you a jersey." He told you. Your whole body sagged as he produced a Minnesota Jost jersey, "I know, I know, just look." He held up the jersey.

"This is gonna take some getting used to."

"Me and you both." He laughed, setting the jersey down and standing next to you, looking out at your future home, "Welcome home."

-

After the game, you were standing with all the other partners, getting to know them while you waited, "I heard you guys have a dog." Danielle Spurgeon commented.

"Yeah, Bruno. He's a little Corgi." You pulled out your phone and showed the photos of Bruno around.

"Well, I think it's time to get Bruno a new jersey." She produced a small Wild jersey fit for a dog out of her bag.

"Oh, my goodness." You laughed, "Thank you. Bruno's gonna love it."

"I hope he does." She laughed.

As the guys started coming out, you kept your eye out for Tyson. When he finally spotted you, he rushed over to you, hugging you, "Did you have fun?"

You hummed with a nod, "I got inducted into the squad." You joked, "And Danielle gave me a gift for Bru." You showed him the small jersey.

"He's gonna love it." Tyson kissed your head and threw an arm around your shoulders, "So, you like it here?"

"Yeah. It'll never be the same as Colorado, but we'll make it home." You smiled.

-

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a little cheesy, but i'm sad so let's go with it. and let me just add, i'm so happy for tyson. he deserves everything good. yes, i'm sad, but i'm also so happy for him.

[kayssweetdreams]

A Wonderous Christmas Ch 15

Meanwhile, Back in Timeville...

Walt gave a sadistic smile as he watched the entire town freeze over. All of Timeville seemed to have scurried for cover under the darkened winter. "Oh how I love the snow during the holidays!" He squealed. His family watched uncomfortably as he skipped like a kid in a candy store. "Walt dear? How long is this winter going to last?" Wilma asked. "Just until one of those pathetic Brunos comes out, and gets that book to stop it." Walt reminded.

"Yeah. And how exactly are we gonna know when they do that?" She asked, shivering in the snow. "When one of them finds a way to make the sun shine, or make the flower bloom. " Walt said, as if he was stating a fact. "Well. It better happen sooner or later. Or else I'm heading over to the Bahamas." Wilma said.

Walt rolled his eyes at her before he gazed back out at the frozen over town, he just needed to wait...

Meanwhile, Back with Team Flora in Wonderworld...

The 4 inhabitants searched for the Flora of Love around the combined stages. Cass checked a clock themed teacup rids while Bruce tapped around some rather technological snowflakes. "Maybe we're thinking about this to much. Maybe we're looking for a flower!" Cass said, trying to encourage the others. "Yes, but none of our stages are really flower centered..." Iben said.

The others knew Iben had a point. Bruce's trash covered temple didn't have many plants other than the vines and foilage, and the only flowers made from Iben's stage were those carved of Ice and Snow. Cass' stage had sweets popping around her world, and the closest thing that Attilio had to flora, was the roses he wanted to gift to Princess Merry.

Bruce gave a comforting pat on Iben's shoulder. "Chin up dearie. We'll find the Flora and stop the winter." He said. Iben smiled at her surrogate grandfather. When she was in the hospital getting ready to give birth to Lila, Phil had helped Bruce clean up the Timeville park. After that day, the old man was practically like family to her.

Cass and Attilio smiled at them. They too felt their moments of love. Cass when she realized her kitten was safe, and Attilio when he finally confessed and had gotten the hand of Princess Merry. A clattering sound got their attention, and to their surprise, a large top hat that sat on a kitten plush had fallen off of its head...and started talking in Balan's voice.

"Iben or Bruce? Attilio or Cass? Can you hear me young sir or Lass?" It asked. Attilio picked up the fallen top hat. "Balan! It's good to hear your voice! We're having a little trouble finding the Flora of Love." He said. "You are? Well that's no good. I wish I can be there, I really could. But don't fret! It's not over yet!" Balan said

"Do you think you can find some kind of info on what the Flora of Love is?" Iben asked. "Of course, just a moment please. Soon you'll be able to find that flower with ease." The maestro said before his voice was no longer heard. The group looked at each other while they waited "Well, Maybe we should keep looking? I mean, we haven't searched the entire world yet..." Attilio said. "We might as well, at least until Balan finds some more info about the flower." Bruce said.

The group nodded before they began their search once more.

Meanwhile, Back in the Theater...

The families and friends of the inhabitants and Wonder Stars all gathered in a large sitting area in the theater. A roaring fire kept them all warm from the darkened snow outside, but that didn't mean that spirits were high.

Nancy Gallard, Lin Lin Chang, and Elieen Brand all worriedly gazed outside, and back to the theater curtain, hoping to see their loved ones come out. Miguel Gallard stood up and comforted his mom "Hey Mama, it's gonna be alright. It'll be fine!" He said, hoping to get her to stop looking so worried.

"Hey, on the bright side! We have an endless amount of food!" Bianca Suresh pointed out as Catilin walked out with a tray of fully decorated Gingerbread cookies. "Erm...Maybe you should calm down a little Catilin, you've made a lot..." Alice said, watching as she sped back into the kitchen, and pipe nervously at a very large cake. "Nope, We gotta have food. At least while the ovens hot. And besides! Who doesn't love sweets!" She said, jitters in her voice.

Arwen walked in, trying to comfort his wife "If you're worried about Kaylo and the others, don't worry. This is Wonderworld, the place watched over by two ultra powerful maestros with reality bending powers. They're perfectly safe." He said, grasping the hand she was piping icing out of.

Catilin shook her head. "That's not the part I'm worried about." She said. Arwen and Alice raised an eyebrow at what she said, when she lead them over back to the entrance of the theater...

And to their horror, it was beginning to freeze over...

The Keller family belongs to @lovelyteng

Miguel, Nancy, Lin Lin, Elieen, and Bianca belong to @sundove88

[cockneydio]

As residents ‘giorno is a bitch’ meta writer how do you think he would run the mafia ten to twenty years post canon? In other words what so you think he’ll do with all that human and sex trafficking, the organ blackmarket, and the sweatshops? They don’t exactly fit with either his or Bruno’s dream, but his mafia still needs to make money, especially if he does get rid of drugs...

So....

It's incredibly important to understand right fucking here and now that Giorno Glitterati Giovanna doesn't give a single shit about cleaning up all the dirty bad no no drugs and sex and other stuff the mafia does. It's THE MAFIA. Like. I feel silly pointing that out every time we talk about these characters?? But Passione is a criminal organization. It exists to exercise order and control over the illicit industries in and around Naples, and, presumably, as far as Giorno can expand his power and reach.

Vento Aureo wasn't Giorno's campaign for mayor of Naples. He wasn't fighting to rid the town of the scourge of Diavolo and Passione as a whole, after which he would return as the people's savior to usher in a new age of light and righteousness. It's how a lot of people interpret the story, and to be fair, it's how the story is presented, with Giorno as the HeroTM. But that's the rose-colored view. The Joestar journey, like all the others before it... except this time, the fight for justice is a no-win situation. Because when this Joestar returns from his journey, he becomes a crime kingpin, and we saw just how far he was willing to go to make that happen, so we know he'll stop at nothing to hold onto the power he's gained.

There are no good guys in Part 5. This is so incredibly important to understand about this part, which makes all the moral purity fandom wank this past year especially absurd. No one in the mafia is good. Even Bucciarati, who I believe Araki intends to be a fundamentally good person, has so much blood on his hands. The whole VA cast are tainted souls with varying potential for redemption, some victims of shitty circumstances but all conscious actors in their current ones. We're given a set of characters to root for - Bucciarati's gang, the Protagonists - but we can't mistake them for Heroes. Unfortunately, a good 95% of the fandom has.

Which is all to say this:

Giorno Giovanna has a dream - to become a Gang⭐️Star, and take over the mafia. That's it. His whole goal, what he's fighting for, what Bruno and Abbacchio and Narancia (and La Squadra and Diavolo and god knows who else) die for. He's not doing it so that he can make Naples a better place, or make the organization more fair and equitable. He's a bad kid already, and he wants to be the king of bad kids. Fate smiles at him on the day he meets Bruno, because he notices the weakness in Bruno - that kid with the track marks on his arm. It's the opportunity of a lifetime, and Giorno seizes it for all it's worth.

He tells Bruno:

"There are people in this city who would sell drugs to kids. They're unforgivable. That's what you believe. But the one selling those drugs is your boss. You can't help but feel conflicted about that. That's why your heart ached when you saw his arm.

"...In order to get rid of gangs that sell drugs to children, I'm going to have to become a gangster myself."

Stopping the fight was a bluff, and Bucciarati fell for it hook, line, and sinker (heh). It was an easy sell, then, to say to Bucciarati, in the same breath, "I won't kill you, you're a good person, you think drugs are bad, so let me join the mafia and I'll do something about it [because you can't]."

Giorno Giovanna has no qualms about drugs at all whatsoever. He won't stop selling them. Not to honor Bruno, not for any reason. They're an income leader for the organization. Maybe he'll make a rule about not selling within a hundred yards of a school or whatever, or not recruiting ten-year-olds as pushers?? Because it would make Passione look good to the community, like he was keeping the scourge of drugs away from kids. But is he really? Of course fucking not.

What Giorno does for Passione is bring it into the daylight. Make it seem like the organization the people can trust and rely on. Do illegal things with tacit approval of the people entrusted to uphold the law. That's the truest way he can honor Bucciarati's legacy, and that's what makes Don Giovanna so dangerous.

[clearlymiraculous]

I'm late to the party but I have a couple of thoughts about the Encanto post

Firstly: spoiler warnings for Encanto.

I'm assuming we all know what was said, but as a refresher, here is what was originally posted:

I think we've all recognised by now the hypocrisy of a few of these critiques - his dislike of the scale of the film, for example, seems more like a personal issue and if he was given the same critique I'm sure he'd dismiss it because we're not established animators (personally I'd love to know what he thinks of Die Hard, 12 Angry Men, Saw, Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf, Rear Window... etc;) ...

A few things however...

1: Having not seen the French dub I can't say whether or not it's good, but I'm a subs girl through and through, so I definitely understand why he'd say that.

2: I agree that there are too many characters to really get attached to any of them - I feel like I only really got to know Mirabel and Abuela beyond those surface traits, and Bruno to some extent (and really he's just the best character of the movie). Would I get rid of any of them? No. I think that this movie really should be a stage show with extra time dedicated to other characters - namely Dolores, who talks not only about being in love with Mariano (only for it not to come up again until the last possible second) and also about being able to hear Bruno through the walls?! And this is said at the end and not beforehand?! Girl needed her own solo song. Anyway. Make it a stage show. moving on.

3: He's lying if he says if he doesn't remember We Don't Talk about Bruno but the majority of the songs do fall a little short when we consider what Lin Manuel Miranda is capable of.

Now that I've got that out of the way, here's where I very strongly disagree and honestly it's the purpose of my entire post:

Thomas Astruc has no right to say Encanto has a weak base mythology.

By saying this, he's both demonstrating that he doesn't really know what makes a good mythology (especially in children's media) and that he didn't apply any critical analysis to the film whatsoever.

The mythology of Encanto on a surface level is actually super simple: the candle is magic, therefore the house is magic, therefore the family is magic. Their bond as a family is what keeps the magic alive and thriving. It is, as it's repeatedly described by the characters, a miracle, which has no explanation (beyond, perhaps, being born out of Abuela's grief)... and it doesn't need one. Miracles don't necessarily need explanation, especially in cases such as these, where the magic system is really simple to understand.

If we're going to compare Encanto with Miraculous, here is where we can really say Encanto has done better, because it picked a lane and stuck with it. If you're a fan of @immaturityofthomasastruc, as I am, or read Astruc's twitter often, you would notice he flip-flops back and forth between the show being really simple and the show being really complicated. The same goes for the magic system - if we look at the entire extended universe of this show we have kwamis, miraculous(es), akumas, amoks, renlings, prodiguous, guardian monks, wives in comas, Eyes Wide Shut parties, superheroes in America with actual super powers... did I mention that there are apparently infinite kwamis that represent abstract thoughts or concepts and this is only explained in a comic book that only had two issues, never mind the fact that originally the magic was at least visually built on Chinese philosophical principles and their zodiac mythology... All this I could forgive if the rules were a little clearer or at least coherent in the show, but unless you consult Astruc's twitter, they're not. What five year old, as he professes the intended audience to be, is going to think to look up the show creator on Twitter to figure out how the show works?

Going back to his critique of Encanto's apparent lack of mythology, I assert that he's demonstrated a complete lack of critical analysis of the film because as far as I can see he doesn't understand the importance of the magic in a thematic or symbolic sense.

Before I explain myself, I want to let you know that I'm a white Australian. I haven't been to Colombia. The closest I've gotten to Latin American culture is the Mexican pavilion at Walt Disney World (plus the friends I made whilst I worked at the parks but they were also Mexican, not Colombian, so you can see where my expertise is lacking here).

A lot of people online have recognised that this film uses intergenerational trauma as an underlying theme of the film. I mentioned earlier that the candle and its magic was perhaps born out of Abuela's grief. She is a guardian of this magic, but she forgets that her survival of the traumatic experience is part of the gift she received and that her family is special with or without their 'useful' magic gifts - "The miracle is not/some magic that you've got/the miracle is you/not some gift, just you." Less specifically, the magic is a visual representation of their genuine closeness as a family - when the family becomes fractured as a result of the distance between Mirabel and her abuela, the magic is fractured. In some ways, the fact that the family have magic powers doesn't actually matter. The real story of the film is about a family. I can't believe Astruc doesn't see this. My guy... you're supposed to be a showrunner. Are you really telling me you don't know the importance of narrative themes?

Lastly: losing your magic, or your way of life, is a higher stake than Astruc thinks. He obviously doesn't know the profound effect that the panini has had on a lot of people, who lost their way of life and are still trying to get back to normal. On the stakes of Miraculous, well. You kinda lose that when the status quo is maintained after 4 seasons and using time travel to undo the villain's victory twice. Just saying.

[mrsgiovanna]

- Inside Giorno's mind -

Devil Giorno: *hitting the nightmare Stand with a broom* Leave the nightmare canisters alone! Go away, you horrible nightmare Stand! *hits it once again and nightmare Stand is defeated*

Angel Giorno: *looks at the nightmare canisters which is dented and damaged* Okay, we have a lot of our work cut out for us. Haruno, while we are fixing the canisters, will you put in a dream?

Haruno: *nodding and runs to create the nicest fluffy dream cloud while both Angel Giorno and Devil Giorno scramble to fix the canisters* *got some fluffy sprinkles and silly sugar*

GER: *suddenly appears and helps both Angel Giorno and Devil Giorno with the canisters*

Angel Giorno and Devil Giorno: *smiles at GER* GER! Thank goodness that you're here.

GER: *smiles back at them* I'm here now. Don't worry now. This nightmare will not last long.

- Giorno's nightmare -

Giorno: *in the colosseum* W...where am I? This is the colosseum...Why am I in the colosseum?

Diavolo: *with King Crimson Epitaph* You know exactly why you are here, Giorno Giovanna. *has the Requiem arrow*

Giorno: *eyes widen in fear* No! No! No! Where are my friends? Where is mia cara?

Diavolo: *smiles wickedly and holds Bri tightly* They are suffering their own requiem! And as for your precious Bria, well...

- Outside -

Giorno: *mumbling, tossing and turning* No... No... Bri... Bri... *gritting his teeth* No... No...

??: *gently brushes Giorno's hair* Shh. Shh. It's okay. It's just a nightmare. It's okay.

?: *pats Giorno on the head* Hope this helps get rid of the nightmares in that mind of his.

Giorno: *wakes up screaming*

Omg the poor bb, Bri will comfort him 🥲 (owaaah I had almost finished typing the answer to this and my phone froze and I lost everything)

Bri: it's okay caro, I'm here, we're all okay... *holds his face with both hands* match my breathing okay?

Bruno: *leaves to get some water *

Giorno: *trembling, nods, buries his face in her shoulder* it felt so real...

Bri: I'm sorry, it was the stands fault, but you beat it. Everything will be okay...

Giorno: *hugs her* If anything were to happen to you, or the team, I-

Bri: you don't have to worry about that okay? We'll be just fine *hugs him back, plays with the ends of his hair*

Giorno: I know, I won't let it...

Bri: how can I make you feel better? Anything, just name it!

Giorno: *pensive* there's one thing...

Bri: *smiles* sure, what is it?

Giorno: can you call out your stand? I like the way you glow when your wings are out

Bri: of course

Awwwww I'm sorry I got to this so late, I wanted to do it justice. I hope you're having the best day my lovely and as always, tysmmmm for sending these to me. Stay safe my sweet💖💫💕⭐💗🌟🐞❤🕊

[londonfog-chan]

Abbacchi x Reader: Sudoh Buck AU

The coffee shop Abbacchio THIRST everyone keeps losing their collective shit over on AO3 and admittedly the chapter where I decided I was one thirsty ass bitch. All characters aged up.

...

"Ok, fucking Darth Vader over here, whoever has their headset on turn it the fuck off! Sounds like you're doing something gross!"

Darth Vader is an understatement. Whenever someone leaves their headset on and does any task, your ears are assaulted with what sounds like some mouth breather huffing directly into your ear canal.

Not even two shifts into Passione and you're already showing your coworkers that you have the capacity to look innocent, but have the mouth of a sailor. In a fitting turn of events you've been put on customer support, free to fuck off wherever you wish and cuss all you want on the headset. No one at your store appreciates your humor, in fact any time you make a joke they conveniently pretend they don't hear you or they grimace until the situation becomes awkward and you have to shut your mouth before you make an even bigger ass of yourself. Here at this location, the boys eat it up with a spoon. They can't get enough of your jokes, encouraging you whenever they force a headset on your head the minute you clock in. Even the new girl Trish, a pretty thing with dyed pink hair and a smile that goes for miles, joins in on the never ending train of dirty jokes, profanities, and general riff raff that makes Bruno bitch at everyone involved like a single mother.

But at the moment, the breathing most certainly does not belong to Bruno. Usually he's the one who always casually reminds people when they leave their headsets on.

"Mista!" you growl, "Turn it off or breathe less!"

"It's not me." he insists, the beep of the warming oven being cut off as he mutes himself.

"Narancia, I love you but I don't need to hear what it's like for you to get laid!"

"Negative babe~... I'm on drive bar." Narancia replies.

"Trish?"

"Not me hunty." she answers, and the sound of the wind in her headset confirms this.

"Fugo, I swear to fuck-..."

"It's me. Fugo doesn't have a headset."

Immediately you press on the sprayer head a little too hard and the back splash soaks the entire front of your apron and your uniform shirt. The voice you're greeted with on the headset is totally foreign, and unmistakably sexy. A low hum, almost like Bruno's baritone, and much like the rest of the crew you've come to love it's colored with the slightest hue of an accent that makes your knees start to knock together. Admittedly you're bad with voices and just as worse with names. You can't put a face to this voice no matter how hard you try, and it's no wonder considering that out of all the stores in the district, Passione has more employees than any of them, including H. Green and S. Platinum locations which are always overstaffed because of the sheer amount of business compared to the meager crowds you get at Ogre Street.

But... With that voice... if you were a customer you'd fucking live at that drive thru just to hear him read back your order to you.

"Woah..." you're nearly moaning the words "I'm wet in more ways than one, who the fuck is this?"

"It's Leone." he replies, voice low and sultry, "Sorry about that, I was eating a bagel."

Leone... who the fuck is Leone? Surely he has to be one of the other baristas whose names you never bothered to learn... doesn't really matter to you when you have constant attention of the store's man candy. But suddenly this is a whole new person with the sexiest voice you've ever heard giving you attention like everyone else. For very obvious reasons, this piques your interest.

"I don't recognize your voice." you said, putting down the whisk you were rinsing. "What's your last name?"

"Abbacchio." he responds. "We haven't met face to face yet, but I've seen you before. You're the beanie from Ogre Street right? It's nice to finally talk to you. I think you're really pretty."

... Oh sweet baby Jesus why aren't you taking the wheel yet!?

"Aww, and aren't you just a sweetheart?" you murmur, leaning over the sink as your voice drops to a near whisper. "Wait... Aren't you the one with the pretty handwriting in the book?"

His chuckle makes you honest to god swoon, and even Bruno peeks his head in to check on you when you make that kind of a noise.

"Yes, that's me." he confirms. "And you're the one with the great customer service. I haven't gotten a chance to talk to you, but I've been listening for a while. I really like your attitude. You're much more fun than your coworkers."

“Really?" you ask, taking up more dirty dishes, "Big shocker there, I'm surprised no one at this store is drooling over Ogre Street's heartthrob one miss Kimmy."

"Meh. I think the consensus is that you're the favorite barista out of everyone from your store if we're being honest."

That's Narancia, and even Abbacchio agrees with the rest of the crew. They all start complimenting you, how you never ask stupid questions, you try to help out any way you can. They honestly can't go two minutes without berating the other coworkers. It's all things you'd normally do to try and be helpful, but you're not sure exactly why it's so endearing to all of them. You're just another barista? It's never mattered to anyone this much before. Especially when you always come home in tears at your other location. It must be that you're not used to receiving compliments in such abundance.

"Agreed." reaffirms Abbacchio. "You're really agreeable, and I like your jokes. Your laugh is really sexy."

"Well aren't you a flatterer." you smile, putting the dishes to soak in the sani solution before throwing them for another go in the dish washer. "But I like having my ego stroked. Tell me more about how I'm wonderful, Abbacchio."

You can tell he's about to reply, until you hear the mournful "ding" from the drive thru sensors indicate that someone wants to order. You hear him tell you "hold that thought" before he turns his charms the customer.

"Hello there..." he purrs into the headset, "Welcome to Sudoh Buck, what can I get started for you today?"

The customer murmurs an "oh wow" before she remembers why she came here in the first place.

"Um yes hi can I please get a..."

It doesn't take much for you to zone out and return to your task. As soon as you finish up this set of dishes, you'll be able to take your last ten before you go home for the day. Customer Support is one of those coveted positions because you have little to no interactions with customers at a busy store. Bruno sets you to work with a task list, you work to the limit on the timer on your apron. Whenever it goes off, you have to drop what you're doing and come back to front to brew coffee. If anyone needs anything, like if Mista runs out of warming bags or Narancia needs more cups or milk, all they have to do is press the button on the headset and set you forth to do their bidding. Admittedly, you don't find yourself going straight home anymore. Even your brother, stoic and nonchalant, makes comments about it whenever you come home an hour or two later than the time you're supposed to. Mom, well, she's a worrier, and thinks you're getting up to no good shenanigans. But let's be real, when you live in the house you live in any trysts with potential suitors goes out the window. Your brother is in college and his schedule is unpredictable, and your mom is a homemaker.

The minute Abbacchio tells the flustered woman to pull up to the window, he returns to shower you with compliments over the headset, calling you the prettiest thing he's ever seen to put on an apron, how cute your angry face looks when you're totally focused on bar, even busting out some cutesy nicknames that make you squirm as you try to finish up your dishes. Strangely enough, everyone else is silent on the headset, letting you and Abbacchio get acquainted with one another to your heart's content, the lull in the conversation only happening when a customer pulls up. Eventually, like all good things, the compliments come to an end and the conversation turns to other topics.

"So you said you live with your mom?" Abbacchio asks after taking an order of five different fraps. You can hear Narancia cussing softly as he has to make each individual drink.

"Yeah, my mom and my big brother." you affirm. "It's the most I can afford in this town. Everything's so goddamn expensive, I couldn't even afford to make the first and last month's rent on the cheapest place in town, and my brother can't move in with me yet since he's doing school full time. But enough about me, what about you?"

"Mm? What about me?" he asks, flirt evident in his voice.

"Which country do I have to thank for that blessed ass accent you have?"

"That's Italy." he laughs. "I've been with the company for over six years, I started out at the reserve roastery in Milan and came here when Buccellati offered me a job. I came on a work visa, and now you can't get rid of me. I'm one of your shift supervisors."

"Well, temp supervisor anyway." you respond rather sadly. "It's too bad this store hadn't been opened before I got hired. Otherwise I would have loved to start here."

"I still think you should transfer." interjects Trish. "No one likes Ogre Street anyways."

"I... I'd have to think about it."

"What's there to think about anyway?" Abbacchio asks, and you stop scrubbing the chocolate pump for a minute. "If you transfer here, I'd get to talk to you every single day. Tips are shit but you can move up if you'd like."

"And the best part is if you transfer here, we can see your huge ass every time you bend over." Mista chimes in.

"MISTA! WE ARE AT WORK!" Bruno sounds exasperated over the headset.

"Oh yeah, my bad boss. I mean to say we can see your venti ass every time you bend over."

Everyone loses their shit for a minute to laugh as Bruno begins to berate the very bad and naughty warming man off headset. Before he mutes, you can hear him threaten disciplinary action, and you can't stop howling in the back. Nearly falling over just thinking about it.

"So how about it cuteness?" Abbacchio asks, and his voice is so warm and inviting you can't help but smile. "Think it's worth us stealing you away to stay here?"

"Yeah... I dunno. Like I said, I'd have to think about it. Besides, I think working here would just give my mommy an excuse to show up more often..."

A shrill sound assaults your ears, the timer, and you sigh.

"Now the age old question..." you wonder aloud, "What the fuck did I brew last?"

"I know we've been selling a lot of medium and dark." Abbacchio replies. "And it's already ten thirty, just cut the blonde and do full batches. Narancia can do pour overs."

"Ah yes," you can hear the mischief in Narancia's voice. "My special americano pour overs."

"You know Narancia, one of these days corporate is gonna walk in and see all the shit you do and your ass is going to get canned." you respond, laughing as you wash your hands in the employee sink before going back out to front.

"Fuck it." he laughs. "It won't bother me none, Buccellati can take care of me with all that Mama Daddy money he's got."

"Oh hey, cara mia, when you come up to front, come to drive. I've got something for you."

That was Abbacchio, and for a hot minute you're almost nervous, like a first date, at the prospect of seeing him face to face.

"Oh yeah? And what would that be?"

"Well," you hear the rustle of the bag, "It's cat shaped, and really cute, like a certain barista I know..."

"OOOOOOOOH DADDY!" you squeal. "You've just made me the happiest girl on earth!"

He's found your weakness. The quickest way for any man to get to your heart is to dangle some motherfucking food in your face, no lie. Even your brother has commented on more than one occasion that if anyone wanted to take you all they had to do was dangle a fucking cupcake in your face and you were toast. And it doesn't help that you called your mom squealing about the cute little kitty shaped cake pops they had out for the season.

“Well? What are you waiting for? Come and get this and we can meet in person."

Ever the one to be lured in with the prospect of free food, you run your ass to the front, nearly bowling over Mista as you skid to a halt at the nook where the drive thru window is located. To your ever lasting shock, you come face to face with the last person you'd ever expect to be flirting with you so boldly.

"Holy shit..." you breathe. "Abbacchio?"

It's the dude who gang faced you the first day you came in, and ironically the one who got fed up with your friend's bar time. Silver hair pulled into a pony tail, glistening purple lips, snatched makeup that's too perfect for a barista... All put together in a black apron. His glare never leaves his face, but maybe... Just maybe, he's like your brother and just has a very bad case of resting bitch face. Because you get a little hopeful when he sees you and his lipstick mouth smiles, beckoning you over with a warming bag in his hand. When Abbacchio reaches in, he pulls out the very treat you've been craving all day since you've seen it. This is the best part of the job. Sometimes some customers forget they get food and never come back, and it just sits there for hours until someone has to throw it away, or they'll change their mind last minute about the food, or worse yet someone on warming (Mista) will fuck up an order and get the wrong sandwich. If it's a sandwich, nine times out of ten you have to toss it, but if it's a sweet treat it's usually fair game for anyone to enjoy since it will just go in the trash. You love to have the mistake foods, sometimes you'll take them to your brother at the college, or more often than not you'll take them home to share with your mother. She loves sweets, and working for a coffee chain she normally can't afford to frequent is such a rare treat that you love to spoil her.

"Oh my god!" you coo, "Is that a kitty cat cake poop just for me??"

"Just for you." he chuckles. "Why do you call it that anyway?"

"I dunno. For some reason the feral part of my brain activates whenever I see words and I just like to play around with them and mutter weird things to myself. I tried telling it to my SM at Ogre Street and he told me I better not call it that, otherwise I might slip and call it a cock pop or something."

He can't help the smile that spreads over his face, and he suddenly gets a very naughty glint in his eye as he twirls the cake pop in your direction.

"So?" he asks. "You made such a big to do about being friendly on the headset. Be a good girl and take a bite of the treat I worked so hard to get for you. Come on, take a big nom nom out of this cock pop~."

You hope and pray that by some stroke of bad luck that no one you know outside of work just heard that. Not one to be shown up when it comes to flirting, you don't miss a beat as you step forward. With a look in your face that would make your mother faint if she knew how filthy you were being, you waste no time in licking a stripe slowly up the cake pop before taking a fat ass bite out of the head. Abbacchio's grin could split his entire face in half, and even more so when you use your teeth to pull the pop stick out of his hand.

"Hey... hunty, question?" it's Trish interrupting the positively predatory stares you and Abbacchio are giving each other. She's been listening in this whole time.

"Yes Trisha my love?" you respond, not taking your eyes off Abbacchio.

"Just one question... Can you eat pussy like that?"

A cacophony of screams and your screech of "NASTY WOMAN" makes Trish lose her shit outside, and Bruno swears up and down from the back office that he's going to write up the next person who says something filthy over headset during his shifts.

[jdmainman123]

Now the other reason why I'm here covid caught my life under attack by black skin men my entire life the reason why listen up dummies because I lived on a black operation site. Those things sort of tend to happen on on those sunrises and no sunrises it's majority just a bunch of black men picking on a bunch of white skin boys. It's it's it's how we grew up it never changed in any black neighborhoods. It's sort of the way we all grew up. And the one time I remember I went behind black and punched him in the back of the head. And said this is for all those years of you picking on my white skin in school. And I said if you want another one you can send you that s*** but otherwise we're even.

For two reasons I'm here one for the daughter word just you guys want me to continue to yell at this white skin girl dead daughter and I'm very happy why he's here because I've always wanted to see him back up his claims he's a very good war general and today we're seeing he just wants to get rid of all the white skin boys to make the black skin men happy. And we can't help but notice what was it I said the black opservations outside the disappointed all the girls and say need her dad it's sort of been there they're only handbook just a black man and a white skin man walking around every girl they see outside I want her dad this is sort of their it's a man's world honey it's the way it is.

Okay for the word daughter and because these actions I was picked on as a little boy in my neighborhood by black skin men 24/7. Because he seemed Black Mass justice. Now this dead white trash family and it's dead black skin family want me to walk around promoting he's seen black bass justice. Just had me going through cities let me tell you my story what happened to me. So they want me

To walk around promoting Black Mass Justice just one man on a crusade saying I've seen Black Mass hate I've seen black mass jealousy. And I'm just one man that seen it trying to promote it to other men and other women. The Black Mass Justice call just walking around pointing my finger up saying I'm a witness the only witness. In this entire city the only white skin man and it's entire city what is it about 10 million here no we have to give it more let's say about 25 million here in this city there's just one man who witnessed black match justice so not a blacks are following me around forcing me triggering me to say black match Justice to me against the world statements you versus gold Sun you versus black Sun. It's our city it's weed City it's our McDonald's it's us McDonald's. Just every Mass statement any place I walk into I'm going to get jumped and attacked by a group of people.

Also you guys just had me walking around to shout dead daughter at the girl because she's going to be handed over to black. I know exactly the transition systems here. He just I don't know I guess looking at his wife. And it's it's all almost like I'm here to trade goods like I show up and every white skin girl I say time's up baby now you go with the black skin man.

That's right I called for exactly what it wasn't

AND THEN IN MY HEAD THE WHOLE TIME I'M SINGING A SONG FROM BRUNO MARS. NOW MY BABY'S DANCING AND SHE'S DANCING WITH ANOTHER MAN. MY PRIDE MY LIFE MY NEGRO MY SELFISH WAYS. Because for a good girl young like you to walk out my life.

So our worst nightmare has come true I'm here for covid because I seen the possibilities of of feeling an entire city with black skins are feeling entire city of white skin people I seen a possibilities of torture and humane inhumane conditions. I seen the possibilities of building the game out and right in the middle of the city turning on the snowmaker and fill in the top with snow and just letting it hang out for weeks keeping the entire city cool like a dirty ice cube

#REPORT SO OUR WORST NIGHTMARE HAS BEEN CONFIRMED BECAUSE I WITNESS BLACK MASS HATE AND JEALOUSY THEY WANT ME TO WALK AROUND JUST ONE F****** MAN AMONGST ALL THESE INNOCENT WHITE SKIN PEOPLE. AND CALL BLACK MAX BECAUSE I'M THE ONE MAN WHO'S SEEN IT THE JEALOUSY AND THE HATE.

It's my worst nightmare to call came in we're forcing them to say black mass. And and here's a disturbing part. I'm the only one that's witness the hate and jealousy because I myself am a representation of things that I did before that I'm trying to change about myself now. I'm not a perfect man.

But you guys will not continue follow me to call Black mass. All I know is this the reason why they gave you satellite maker immunity is because you're arsenal of white skin boys ready to be killed. And when I'm here. You guys are using the integration to blind me. And recognizing the truth. And also recognizing you guys have detoured and one on your own hit list. And that's not the way we hunt that's not the way we game. We always have a strategy. And it comes down to the best athlete outside survives and goes home. In the ones dragging leg across the finish line the last place you know the last 10. Those are the ones we killed it's almost common sense but you see you seem want to behold witnesses against me.

And then thankfully Jason airplane didn't work thankfully I was the only family you're allowed to kidnap. Unless you know Sammy Sammy has kidnapped more useless white skin men family. Then we've ever witnessed in our lives. He thinks just cuz it's a white skin boy. On the other side of that airplane he wants his sister. And and unfortunately for Sammy he's going to get that little crackers sister

Yeah it's our worst nightmare for this to come happen we knew the Black Mass Justice car was made by all the people. But we didn't know because my seeing possibilities open the door for my teaching and being kidnapped here. WALKING AROUND SAYING HE KNOWS THE BLACK MASS INCIDENT GO OUT AND PROMOTE IT. YOU YOURSELF ALONE. SEEN THE POSSIBILITIES. OF AN ENTIRE NEIGHBORHOOD BEING INVADED BY ROGUE OUT OF PRISON INMATES AND THEN DWELLING IN A HOUSE FOREVER THAT THEY KILLED doesn't mean it happened. I mean we've seen it happen. And now I think they're all still there in the same neighborhood today they probably live whites again and probably assumed the identities of the people living in the houses. Fyi. Life's not what you thought.

So I'm here to promote the word dead daughter just continue insulting this girl. And let's recognize who this girl is she's a witness of jason. And for your hostilities the only way you can weaponize or coach your girl against me if she has to be a witness of Jason almost thrown from God's church. And God's good graces. YOU'RE ONLY ON COACHING GIRLS AGAINST ME WHO'VE WITNESSED JASON. THAT'S THAT'S A BIG ATTACK ON GOD AND RELIGION. I'VE NEVER SEEN SO MUCH EFFORT IT'S MADE IT LOOKS SO EASY. THEN TO ME TO COME TO THESE CITIES WHO ALL ARE BEING COACHED BY MEN AND AND THE GIRLS ALL WITNESSES OF JASON. I'VE NEVER WITNESSED SUCH A SUCH A HATEFUL CRIME GEORGIA CHURCH TOWARDS A GOD I'VE NEVER WITNESSED SUCH A UNIFIED FRONT TO HAVE ALL THE GIRLS CALLING JASON AND GOD AN ACCIDENT. AND THESE ARE THE GIRLS THAT WE SAID SPECIFICALLY TO CALL GOD AND JASON AN ACCIDENT THE ACTION DANCE IS THEY WOULDN'T ACTUALLY LIKE SATELLITE MAKER. OBVIOUSLY THEY'RE CALLING HIS ORGANIZATION AND ACCIDENT. AND WE CAN'T HELP BUT NOTICE. ALL OF THEM ARE WITNESSES OF JASON. IT'S AS A PERSONAL ATTACK ON ME BUT TO BRING ME TO THESE BLACK CITIES WE KNOW BLACKS RUIN THE RELIGION OF MIKE WE KNOW BLACKS RUINED THE RELIGION OF JASON. THE ONLY THING THEY COULDN'T HAVE RUINED WAS TIRED BECAUSE HE DOESN'T HAVE HIS OWN RELIGION AND DOESN'T HAVE A DAUGHTER

Remember the failed pastor that's this mother f***** I think they sent 40 troops here 40 black skin men from Florida 3/4 to make sure that I don't have sex life. And guess what he becomes a hero he's now the man who got them the free trips brought them to the city. And all he wants to do is get on TV and give a white skin man the credit. And that's not happening he's a my free trips they are my boys and when I find a judge that's willing to listen to me.

These f****** keep on calling me around because I saw the possibilities of covid remember one little boy gets out an airplane lifts up that little airplane window and sees a mountain or she's a casino man or she's a dry land without one piece of grass on it he's going to notice the possibilities and he's going to be forced here to bleed out to close our section because he saw something that these kids and people won't see in 10 or 15 years by not getting on an airplane

[space-dragon-ace]

Y/N yawned, looking at the ceiling in his room. He could see the sun rise, so it was still very early. A few days had passed since Maribel's gift ceremony, and still, her gift had not shown up. Y/N had tried to tell his sister that maybe her gift was like his, and all she had to do was say or do something specific to use it. Both had tried everything, even with the theory that because the door vanished, maybe Mirabel's gift was being able to turn invisible. If it was, they had not figured out how to make it happen yet. He was determined to help her, though. Those short minutes he thought himself to be giftless had been horrible, he didn't want to imagine how it felt having it for days!

He rubbed his eyes as he went to breakfast, still trying to get rid of his sleepiness. "Good morning", he greeted everyone, and they greeted back. As usual, Y/N was the last to enter. Or so he thought. As he took a second look when his mama sat down, he realized something. "Where's Tio Bruno?", he asked. His uncle never missed breakfast, why wasn't he here? Julieta hummed, laying a hand on her son's shoulder. "I'm sure he just overslept. Why don't we go wake him up?", she suggested, earning strong nodding from her child. "You can start without us already", she said, only for it to be dismissed by her husband. "Nonsense. We can wait."

Y/N knocked on his Tio's door, waiting a few seconds. No answer came, not a sound. Julieta frowned, knocking a bit more urgently. "Brunito? Wake up, breakfast is ready!", she called, but again, no answer was giving. She huffed a bit. If her brother slept so deep, they'd have to shake him awake, it seemed. She tested the door, finding it unlocked. "We're coming in now!", she announced as she pushed the door open. The family was quietly talking with each other, when they heard Julieta and Y/N shriek. Everyone was on their feet in an instance, fearing something had happened. As they entered the main hall, Julieta was already halfway down the stairs. "Bruno is gone! And his room is a mess!", she said, tears in her eyes, her voice shaky.

Félix immediately ordered the children to their rooms, while the adults started to look for their missing family member. All hoped that maybe he just went downtown. But the state his room was in left fears for the worst happening. And in all this chaos, Y/N still stood in his uncle's room, staring at the knocked-over furniture. Tears were running down his cheeks, and he sobbed quietly. He couldn't understand what was going on, only knowing his Tio was not where he was supposed to be. Not home.

Y/N kicked his little legs, watching as Isabela made some flowers. Pale purple and pink in a circle, with her in the middle. He clapped happily, enjoying the display of her powers. The colors were calm, as it was her goal to calm him. In just a few hours, he'd have his gift ceremony, and was nervous about it. But also exited. What would his powers be? And how could he help everyone with them? Y/N bit his lip. If Tio Bruno would be mad if he asked him to hold his hand during the ceremony?

Isabela smiled at her brother, placing a lavender colored flower on his head. "You're going to do great. And have an amazing gift y/n." She smiled, watching y/n nervously fiddled with his thumbs. This event was what every Madrigal kid looked forward to! He was the first out of him and his sister to get their gifts, Maribel getting hers a few months after his. But what did he have to be afraid of? He was finally getting his gift! A new gift that will help everyone in the town!

Y/n looked up at his older sister and gave a small smile. "For your ceremony..did you walk to the room by yourself?" He questioned. Isabela smiled and sat next to him, looking out the window. "Yes. It was...a bit frightening but extremely exciting at the same time. And being the oldest daughter from mama meant everyone had high expectations." She sighed and rested a hand against the bed below her, sprouting a few flowers. "I know you'll do great y/n. You'll get nervous but-" "I just wanted to ask if I had to walk down alone.." He interrupted, looking at Isabela with nervous eyes. "Has anyone ever done that..? Is that not allowed?"

Isabela smiled and ruffled his hair. "I don't think it's against the rules. I guess since it is such a special ceremony, all about you, you get a say in a little part." Y/n's eyes lit up as he jumped up, smiling wide. It would be the perfect ceremony to have his favorite Tio walk with him up to his room! "Thank you Isabela! Thank you thank you!"

[mrsgiovanna]

- Giorno's nightmare -

Giorno: *with Golden Experience Requiem* My dear Bria, did you honestly think you could just get away from me that easily?

Bria: *with her stand ready* Stay away from me, you monster! Bruno and the others had the idea to resign from Passione when they did! Giorno, you've become worse than Diavolo!

- Inside Giorno's mind -

Angel Giorno: Bri would never say that! She loves us!

Devil Giorno: I know! Remember, it's the stress talking!

- Giorno's nightmare -

Giorno: Arriverdeci, cara mia. *uses GER*

- Inside Giorno's mind -

Devil Giorno: Nope! Time to wake him up! Hopefully, Bria is there...

Angel Giorno: *presses button to wake Giorno up*

Tw nightmares

Awwwww poor Giogio bb🥺, I'm going to assume this is a little into the future,

Bri: *reading over reports* hmm?! *noticing Giorno becoming agitated in his sleep*

Giorno: *wakes up in a shock, breathing erratic*

Bri: *clutches his hand* Giogio, its okay my love, it's a nightmare... You're safe, see we're home... *pulls him into a gentle embrace*

Giorno: Bria... Thank God you're okay, I thought I... It felt so real...

Bri: I know my love... That's just the pressures of the job getting to you, you're a good man with a golden heart, you'll never do the things you fear most.

Giorno: perhaps it's safer if you just-

Bri: Giorno, don't you dare complete that thought! I love you, we all do and we trust you completely, even in moments when you doubt yourself... You can't get rid of me that easily, Giovanna!

Giorno: *holds Bri closer* thank you cara, I...

Bri: it's okay tesoro, come on its late, lets get some rest okay? Hold on *activates her stand and wraps her wings around them both*

*Both fall asleep*

Ahhh I hope I was able do that justice, it's honestly how I'd handle that situation. Ah! Hurt/comfort at its finest. I hope you're doing okay my sweet ❤️🌟🐞⭐💕🌠🌺🥺🤲