#like alright man... see you in 2 years when you'll act like that was just a silly phase for you.. 🚶

[mx-t4t0]

queer person: hi i have an identity that is either uncommon or faces a specific form of oppression, sometimes coming from other queer people. it's nice that the last wave of inner community discourse has passed and people are more normal now, surely this means i can talk about my queerness and my problems and people will have learned to be more compassionate :)

some of you motherfuckers, every single time, without fail:

[luckykittens198]

When Your Dad is a Pillar of the Universe 3

Little Kim Rok Soo always know his father was weird. His mother is fine, if a little ditzy. But his father is just weird.

One, his father always have 2 things with him, a crystal pendulum bracelet and an old antique western coin.

Two, his father's eye color changed. Most of the time they were light brown, sometimes they are black, but at certain times they are so dark it felt like lights can't escape from it.

Of course, Little Rok Soo already asked his mother about his father. "Your father's eyes? They used to be dark brown, but after the accident they turned a bit lighter. The Doctors said there could be some damage to his eyes, but everything seems fine so we didn't bother." Little Rok Soo didn't really understand what his mother said but nodded anyway.

Also, his father always speak about weird things. Like the first time Kim Rok Soo went to childcare since his parents have urgent works. "Rok Soo, whatever happens, just call the teacher alright?" he said. Little Rok Soo noted that his father's eyes were a bit darker than usual.

Little Kim Rok Soo noted his father's hands were always trembling. But when his eyes turned dark, the tremble would stop. "Hm? Why not keep my eyes dark you ask? What do you mean by that?" His father ask back.

After Kim Rok Soo explained his reason, his father chuckled. "You are quite the observant child aren't you? Honestly, I don't really like having my eyes going dark as you say."

Kim Rok Soo asked why. "Hm, when my eyes goes dark like that, I can see.... fate, I suppose is the closest one. Let's not tell your mother about this hmm? This is a secret between us men."

Kim Rok Soo didn't understand what fate is. But this is a secret between his father and him! How exciting!

So his father was weird. And that's fine. Kim Rok soo loves him anyway.

Until one day, when Mom was busy packing for their vacation celebrating Kim Rok Soo's 6th birthday, Dad, Father came to Kim Rok Soo's room. His eyes seems to absorb all lights in the room.

"Dad?"

"You've grown well little one. Do you know the meaning of your name?"

"What do you mean?"

"Little Rok Soo. You were born in the time between the end of Fall and the start of Winter. That's why your name is Rok Soo. Green Rok and exceptional, growing Soo.

This is your mother's prayer, and my blessing for you. For you to always grow green even in winter and bloom exceptionally."

Kim Rok Soo is still confused. He didn't understand why his father is acting weirder than usual.

His father chuckled again, "Little one, there will be hardship ahead. As long as you survived through it, you'll certainly find happiness."

"But you will be there, right?"

"Who knows. Who knows what fate will bring," Kim Hyun Woo crouched closer to Kim Rok Soo. He brought Kim Rok Soo's forehead closer to his.

"But know this Kim Rok Soo, you are my son. I won't abandon you without reason."

There was a few seconds of silence between the two. "Dad, you are scaring me," Kim Rok Soo whispered.

Immediately, light returns to Kim Hyun Woo's eyes. He smiled a strange smile, a funny smile, a ridiculous smile. "Sorry, I guess the topic is too heavy. Are you done picking your toys?"

Kim Rok Soo nodded and soon forget this weird conversation. He brought his chosen plush toys to his father.

"I'll bring Mr. Blue Octopus, Mr. Red Socks, and Ms. Dragon!"

"Hahaha! Alright. Let's ask your mother if they can join us!" And so they went.

Later, many years later. a few months before the apocalypse, a man wearing old victorian era suit appear before Kim Rok Soo. He had that weird smile his father gave him before the accident. His eyes too, absorbed all light that enters it.

"We meet again little one. You've grown well."

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[whumpofalltime]

whump of all time

SEMIFINALS!

Find links and propaganda under the cut. Quarterfinalist and later match-ups are untagged, so your votes and reblogs matter!

Once Upon A Time:

(gifset 1, gifset 2)

"There's blood, wounds, captivity, bondage, a slow-dipping-mechanism, a big rescue, and excellent acting by Colin O'Donoghue - who delivers the tiniest whimper and the most delectable of trembles for our whump-loving eyes to devour!" ~ @killian-whump

"[...] Killian was BROKEN. Absolutely and heart-wrenchingly devastated. He was tortured within an inch of his life (… or death, I guess) and practically left to slowly drop into a pit of eternal despair.

Killian was not easy to break. He would get injured and get back up with a sneer and an "I'm alright love you should see the other guy".

But to reach that point? The point of telling Emma she should have kept herself safe instead of saving him from this torment, to hold on to her like she was his lifeline, to SMILE that small smile from the first bit of hope he'd gotten since he ended up there?

The relief upon watching this episode for the first time was visceral. For two episodes we knew Hook was being tortured, we saw him try and fail to limp to safety, we saw his resolve and defiance desperately hold on, we saw him accept his fate, we saw him preferring to be tortured further than hurt his friends… And then he got saved! And he had no witty comeback, no effort to hide his pain. He just fucking collapsed in the arms of his beloved, of his saviour, and held on for a moment to realize that it was real, she was there, he was finally safe.

Add to that some amazing, jaw-dropping, emotional acting by Colin O'Donoghue, how can you get any better than that?

Anyway vote for ouat. Because this whole torture mini arc existing is probably what caused a chain reaction of me understanding and accepting I love whump, so. I wouldn't be here torturing blorbos if it weren't for it 🤣" @piracytheorist

"god tier acting" ~ @caliburn-the-sword

The Young Blood Chronicles (Save Rock and Roll's music videos, Fall Out Boy):

(link)

"Everyone gets bloodied, bruised, beaten up, tortured, rescued, limbs are amputated - it's brutal. Alone Together is particularly strong."

sorry for being late, but you want YBC propaganda? then you're getting YBC propaganda. I know you're a FOB fan, but I will be writing this for the benefit of those who don't know what YBC is, for better propaganda purposes! and yeah this is gonna be LONG. sorry.

So! The Youngblood Chronicles (shortened to YBC) is a series of 11 music videos made by the band Fall Out Boy, for their album Save Rock And Roll (you know this album, it's the one with My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark on it). The whole thing is quite short, less than fifty minutes long (even shorter if you don't count the uncut version's credits!!), and every single music video has some element of whump in it. This propaganda is gonna break down each individual music vid, and at i'll also talk a little bit about the irl context the album was written in, and why even THAT can be a little bit whumpy if you're insane like me!

(note: i'm going in the original release order over the uncut order, hence why i'm starting with MSKWYDITD instead of The Phoenix)

My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark: Arguably the least whump-y out of all of them, but man, seeing all of Fall Out Boy's discography and memorabilia be burnt while people are dancing around the destruction? Man, when you know the real life stuff (the reception the band had in 2009, leading to them to take a three year hiatus)... and at the end, you see four guys bound in the back of a van!! And that van is getting burnt!! Burn everything you love and burn the... ashes.

The Phoenix: NOW here's the first of MANY whump tastes you'll get. Patrick Stump, the singer/cutie of the band, gets kidnapped, tied to a chair, has his hand CHOPPED OFF and mailed to his bandmate/best friend Pete Wentz, then gets tied down and utterly tortured by women who are laughing at his misery the entire time, getting prodded and stabbed by tools for... well, you'll see. By the end of the video, Pete and the other two members of FOB (Joe Trohman and Andy Hurley) have been kidnapped by these mysterious women too, with Pete specifically getting kidnapped by the blonde woman he was in bed with when Patrick's hand got delivered to him. If you enjoy cute boys getting tied down, covered in blood, and writhing around like worms while getting tortured... well you'll enjoy all of YBC but specifically you'll enjoy this!! I did :D! The war is won, before it's begun, release the doves, surrender love...

Young Volcanoes: Good news, FOB has been reunited! Bad news, by the women who dismembered Patrick! And now all the band members are tied to chairs, hooked up to IVs full of god knows what types of drugs, and blindfolded (all except Patrick). They are then forced to drink, snort hard drugs, and are force fed Patrick's organs! Yep, all four of them are forced to eat their lead singer's guts, and are so fucking drugged up they don't even realize what's happening (and now you know what the women were doing to him in the last mv, and you even get a nice little shot of the hack job of stitching him back up)!! Patrick hallucinates everyone having fun, but of course, at the end, all of them are knocked out because of the drugs. Americana, exotica, do you wanna feel a little beautiful baby?

Alone Together: This is the song the OG propaganda mentioned, and for good reason. All four of them are shipped off into little personalized torture rooms, and, well, tortured! Pete is able to break out and even steals the hook from the girl who was torturing him, but little does he know that'll be his own undoing... also, in general, this song has some whumpy elements, specifically the line "my heart is like a stallion/they love it more when it's broke-in"... but notice how easy it is to hear "broke-in" as "broken"! At the end of the video, Pete is at least able to find Patrick (Joe and Andy have NOT been having a good time, either!! But sadly, they aren't found by Pete, but Pete DOES find Big Sean), and is even able to attach the hook to the stump (ha!) where his hand used to be. But something is clearly wrong with Patrick now. His eyes are yellow, and as the song ends, we hold on him, sneering and twitching. This is the road to ruin - and we're started at the end...

The Mighty Fall: First off if you say this is the worst song off of SRAR I will hunt you for sport. OKAY ANYWAYS, chronologically this comes after MSKWYDITD, and yeah, the four guys are the members of FOB. Pete is able to free himself with Patrick's new hook hand, and is able to get the other three out while Pete is hacking up a lung from the fire they just barely escaped. But they're not done getting their shit rocked yet. A gang of children show up (the leader being the kid Patrick waved at right before he was kidnapped back in the Phoenix MV), and proceed to separate them and beat the living shit out of them. The leader kid who's chasing Patrick plays something on a boombox... which triggers Patrick to go yellow-eyed again (from here on out i'll call it "going Youngblood" or "Youngblood self"). It was confirmed in the commentary track that ANY music would cause him to go Youngblood. And knowing Patrick IRL fucking loves to create/compose music... yeah! Take something he loves and turn it into something that drives him insane!! I'm normal!! And also the irl parallel you could draw to his solo career doing the same thing to him (on a less uh Dramatic level but you know)!!! Ouch!!!! Big Sean is able to save Patrick, but at the cost of his own life (and a killer rap verse... HELL YEAH I'M A DICK GIRL, ADDICTED TO YOU). Oh, how the mighty fall in love...

Just One Yesterday: The last vestiges of comfort you're gonna get for a WHILE. The four are separated, getting even more beaten up, Pete vomits up a snake, Andy gets his shit rocked by a homeless guy, Joe has to use white sheets as a makeshift tourniquet bc his leg got fucked up in The Mighty Fall MV, and Patrick is picked up by a kind stranger (hi Foxes! you have a very pretty voice! PLEASE KEEP YOUR HANDS ON THE STEERING WHEEL!). And finally, finally we get a hope spot. Fall Out Boy is reunited (the part where Andy just grabs onto Patrick's arm, in disbelief they're both alive... augh!!! AUGH!!!!), and for a moment, it seems they've been delivered to a hospital... before Foxes' eyes go completely black, looking at Patrick... and turns on the radio. She's able to trigger the Youngblood. And now Patrick is gone. The other three scramble into the hospital, Patrick not far behind, determined to kill them to stop the noise in his head. If Heaven's grief brings Hell's reign, then I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday...

Where Did The Party Go: Patrick, now fully consumed by the Youngblood brainwashing, is now stalking his bandmates in a hospital. Patrick is seeing visions of the hospital as an abandoned party, Andy has to painfully disinfect the wounds he's gotten, Pete is able to call for the police, and Joe... oh, poor Joe. He barricades himself into a room, but not well enough. Patrick finds him, and kills him, slitting his throat with the hook hand, showing no remorse at all... until Andy and Pete find them. The Youngblood wears off, and Patrick looks to what he's done, and is horrified at what he's done to his friend. And, bad news for him, the police are here, ready to arrest the murderer. All Andy and Pete can do is watch as tears roll down Patrick's eyes. And for the extra IRL context, this was the first song written for the album that made Pete and Patrick realize they had to get FOB back together... so lets match that with a music video where the member who helped get the band together in the first place dies. By the hands of the kid he found. Let's fade away together, one dream at a time...

Death Valley: Joe gets... uh, a little comfort? I mean, he thinks he's getting sent to heaven but goes to hell, buuuuut I think doing drugs in rock and roll hell with Tommy Lee is actually a pretty sweet deal, better than the deal the other three got! Pete and Andy are being interrogated while Patrick is in a jail cell. We find out that the cult that kidnapped them, Silence the Noise, is lead by Pete's girlfriend from WAAAAY back in the Phoenix MV, Courtney Love. And at the end of the MV... Patrick is bailed out of jail by Silence the Noise. They have him again. And this time, they're not gonna let him walk out until he's fully under their control. 'Cause tonight it's just fire alarms and losing you...

Rat a Tat: Silence the Noise has Patrick, and they utterly brainwash him, A Clockwork Orange style, with electroshock stimulation to keep him from looking away or closing his eyes, until there is nothing left. Patrick Stump does not exist anymore. Only the Youngblood, pliant under the control of Silence the Noise, tasked to destroy what he once loved; music. Andy dies at the hands of the cult, and now Pete has to protect a briefcase, the thing that got them into this mess, and keep it away from Silence the Noise, all while his best friend hunts him down. Are you ready for another bad poem?

Miss Missing You: THE WHUMPIEST OF THE WHUMP. What if we were best friends but you've been driven insane and I know the only way to stop you is to kill you and it was my fault you got into this mess and I was the one who gave you the weapon that will be my own undoing. What if we both died at the same time. What if we died, both of us failing the mission we had before us. What if that was a reference to one of their first music videos. What if this song was originally written for Patrick's solo album but he realized it was more of a Fall Out Boy song so it was scrapped until now. What if there's a legit argument to be made that half the lyrics for this song was written by Patrick. What if we were both boys. Grips walls, yeha i'm normal. If you don't watch ANY other music vid, watch Miss Missing You. Sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger. The person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger.

Save Rock And Roll: And our final track gives us a final bit of comfort. Patrick is able to overcome the Youngblood, and gets into heaven, where all of FOB is finally, finally reunited. God (aka Elton John) gives them new instruments and brings them back to earth, so they can do what they love; play music together. Which just so happens to release people from the control of Silence the Noise! But, because we can't have nice things, a cult within Silence the Noise got a hold of the briefcase, and summoned a spirit that starts to kill everyone. FOB stands together, and blasts the evil spirit, the blood coming up to the gates of heaven and covering Elton John in it. And... that's how it ends. No true resolution. Just Elton John covered in blood, as the song fades out. Oh, no! Wherever I go, go! Trouble seems to follow! I only plugged in to save rock and roll!

UH. AGAIN I APOLOGIZE FOR THE LENGTH. but i really wanted to express just how much WHUMP they manage to fit into less than fifty minutes, all backed by an amazing album colored by the three years they were apart. colored by how they grew, colored by how bad the hiatus was for Patrick specifically, colored by how Confessions of a Pariah got Pete to reach out to help him, and this album came out of it, Fall Out Boy came back out of it, and now here we are, ten years later, with the title track being performed every night for their concert, with all the band singing the final lines together, and the line you are what you love, not who loves you hitting every single night.

SORRY. LISTEN TO FALL OUT BOY. thanks for letting me rant.

[babiebom]

that's good to hear :)) i wish you luck with twitch! it's something i've wanted to do for years, but never had the courage to lmaooo i'm sure you'll do great! :]] oof yeah housing situations and planning is never fun :(( i wish you and your family the best <3 i've been alright! just getting by, but some friends and i are catching up for the fnaf movie, so i'm looking forward to that!! :D 👁️👁️if it's not too much trouble, than perhaps B,P,U for mr. qi? please? 😈 and i for sure would read that magnus oneshot fic if/when you post it :p the wizard fucker community is small but mighty, as they say~ -🔮

A/N:I hope you’re able to work up the courage to stream! My friend and I are mostly doing collabs until we get confident enough for solo streams~ the one we did yesterday night was fun and people were nice! We’re doing like a whole week of streaming except for like 2 days. Also by the time you read this it’s probably been days since but my friends and I watched the fnaf movie and I personally liked it even though it wasn’t really lore accurate I know some people are mad but it was still good to me. I think they all acted really well. I hope you enjoy it and this~I also wonder if there’s a mod to marry mr.qi???

Tw: sexual content

Alphabet post Masterlist

B-Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I think he prefers his partners eyes. You know the eyes are the windows to the soul, and he believes that. He can see what you’re feeling and thinking when he focuses on your eyes. He can tell when you’re hurt, when you’re excited, when you’re needy. It’s easier than asking what you’re feeling to him. The fact that he thinks your eyes are pretty is just a bonus.

On himself I think he would have the very quirky girl answer of his favorite body part of his own being his mind. If you argue that his mind is not a body part he will switch and say his brain or he will double down and say he can choose what he wants. In all he just likes the determination he has, the sheer will power that he possesses is his favorite part of himself, it’s led him this far and allowed him to do what he wants, no way is he choosing anything over that.

P-Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on what part of sex you’re in. In the beginning he will go rough and fast, not too fast like he’s jackhammering. It’s to get you desperate and wanting him, then in the middle he slows down does rough shallow thrusts that are so slow that it makes you upset. Then at the end it’s more of a hard grind as he thrusts, like now he’s actively trying to get you to that point where you can tip over the edge and feel bliss. Every time you have sex it’s a journey with his pacing. If you want something consistent you would have to take control.

U-Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He teases SO MUCH. The man thinks it’s funny for you to plead and whine with him, or maybe you give out threats and promises in order to get him to do what you want and just make you cum. He will not let you finish until he thinks you’ve earned it. He will sit over you, laughing with a glint in his eyes, watching as you struggle to ge thin to do what you want him to. And just so you know he will drag it out, edge you for a VERY long time. Also a very big fan or ruined orgasms

[wondergotten-concepts]

Chapter 0: The Pilot

Act l: Deja Vu

Next act <-

Reminder: This story has a bit deeper, but also has a slight horrors

[A scene starts with a black screen, a person having a conversation with his old friend, while the scene revealing and zoom slowly to show an old cabinet game in the corner]

[???#1]: “So Wacky, let me guess.. you're saying you had this dream about this ol’ race game over and over and… isn't that normal to you?”

[???#2]: “No, not at all. I kept thinking about that ol’ fella ever since I still have that cabinet for like several years.”

[???#1]: “You mean that game you are talking about? Man, 41 years and yet you still keep that thing, why can't you just rid of it?”

[???#2]: “You know I can't do that, my friend. Sometimes, keeping old things is something special when you grow up. You can give it to your grandkids. But, that night… I dream in the middle of the strange big hall where I've never been before. Then, I saw him. The man himself with no face revealed, just a pitch black. But all of a sudden, his face reveals.. with a creepy grinning smile, stares at me. He told me…”

“...You know, it's been many years you still remember him. But, I am not him.. he's out somewhere you'll never see him. But I'll try to find him. As long as you can reach your end,

                           “Turbo”

[The Cabinet screen shows a silhouette figure opens its eyes, then the screen shuts in black pitch]

[Suddenly, the story starts at the beginning of the origin]

“Say, who's the greatest racer ever in this whole arcade?”

[The scene shows three racers, speed up going somewhere, reveals to recognise by an audience who knows himself]

“Ey, Loser! If ya lose for another ‘round, ya gotta the loan dinner!~”, said the Twin.

“Buds, this is ain't just a race for now. We're been watching and I'm the one being controlled by the players themselves. You know, they love me!!” Said Turbo.

[After a while, the scene shows three racers speeding up to the finish line, only Turbo can reach faster. He made it to the end of the finish line and won. Turbo very happy and says his famous word]

“Turbo-tastic!”

[But not long after, Turbo looks at the screen outside, meaning that no players were there. But he realised seeing the players change into the new one, Roadblasters. Things not good well for Turbo, he looked angry, feeling his jealousy]

[The Twins looks worried about him]

“.. Uhh ‘ey, Turbo.. ya alright you don't look good..”

“Of course he's not, ya dingus. He sees someone replaced us with that new race gam-”

“Ey! Don't say those words, you know what happens to him if he sees it like this..”

[The other twin realised the words he spoke, then he tried to sympathy him]

“Turbo, I know ya have to see this, but it's okay.. you'll just a rest and-”

[The sounds of the speed, and smoking around the Twins. It's too late to sympathise with him, things just started getting worse]

[Turbo driving all the way from the Central to connect through the Roadblasters. The feelings of his anger, the speed has been higher up and it goes very faster]

[No one can't stop him, he's too dangerous]

[The scene showing the players was playing Roadblasters, while Turbo invades the game itself]

“Hey, is that Turbo?”

“What is he doing here?”

[Inside the game, the racer from Roadblasters looks confused about what is going on over there. As soon as Turbo drives directly at another racer, it reveals crashing into each other. It means, Roadblasters has been broken down by Turbo]

“Mr. Litwak! The game crashed.”

“What?! Just a minute, it was new at the start.. How did that happen?”

“Well, there's this guy, Turbo, who jumped into this game. As soon as a second later, it causes this..”

[Showing the cabinet screen]

*sigh* “I suppose we'll have to do this one, and this too… (I can't believe Turbo did that, I don't know how he program like this)”

[The scene shows Mr. Litwak unplugged the Roadblasters. Meanwhile, Turbo has escaped from the Roadblasters game. He was proud of himself while driving through Central, but suddenly.. he didn't know..]

“Finally, I destroyed that stupid game! Now I can go back and-”

his face was shocked after he didn't realise, his own game has been unplugged too.

[The scene shows Turbo was in Denial, meaning he lost everything. He lost the Twins, the trophies, and his home. He can't go back, he may be a greatest racer, but to lose everything]

“N-no… it can't be. I was this close to be there..”

“..What have I done?”

Suddenly, a voice from someone in the distance shouted his name.

“Turbo!”

[As a scene shows everyone was shocked about what Turbo did to Roadblasters]

“Turbo!” shouted Felix running towards Turbo. But, he wasn't there.

Other video game characters were shocked and concerned about Turbo.

But Turbo disappeared without a trace. No one knows where he hid somewhere. 

But, as he hides somewhere that no one sees him. He cried, he felt guilty for what he did.

[The scene shows Turbo Cried in the corner of somewhere, but suddenly the places around him starting to pitch black, he heard an echo voice]

“.. So, you remember what you used to, Turbo…” said Unknown?¿

Turbo slowly looks up and sees a man with wide eyes creepily. Then, Turbo wakes up.. it was not all a dream, but it's a memory that he only remembers.

[The scene showing Turbo waking up at the Central game, he was sleeping on the bench. He didn't know, nor can't remember he was sleeping]

Turbo stands up and drops off the bench, seeing the Central looks empty. He was confused about where everyone was. He shouted,

“Hello! Is anyone there!.. (strange, it's all empty. I remember I was here for a long time, and that dream is like a memory of mine. But.. Aagh…)” Turbo felt pain, he had a headache that he couldn't remember anything. 

He walked slowly to look at everything in the Central, no one was there. He seems worried that he seems like he's alone all by himself. When he stops at the front entrance of the Tappers, he feels like he used to be there..

“(I don't know why I came here, or did I feel something off.. I feel like I've been here over and over… maybe there is someone else in there. Most people are really there anytime.. even I do..)”

While he's now entering the Tappers, he saw two characters he recognised.

Then he sit on the chair and said,

"Hey, uhhh.. sorry if I wasn't being invited to your party-"

Felix: "Ah, Turbo! Didn't think you were gonna make it here just in time."

Ralph: "Hey, feeling alright buddy? Here, I'm saving it for you." (Gives Turbo a root beer)

Turbo: "Thanks.. I really appreciate your help… but I'm just having a little headache last time."

Ralph: "Say, why don't you just relax and have a drink with us??"

Turbo nods, while the two are having a drink. Turbo feels something off with it, feels like a Déjà vu (again). Then, he tried to drink the root bear. But suddenly he stops, the life flashing his mind.. he realised…

His memories came back to him, all of the sudden what he saw..

      ..This is not real, you're dreaming.

  ..You have to wake up..

                          ..Turbo…

Turbo has realised he has to wake up from his dream, or else…

Felix slowly turns around at him and says…

    "What's wrong, Turbo…"

        "C̴͙͂͐á̶̹̯n̵̠̥̔͘'̷̣̄͒t̶͓̉͂ ̵͔̃̿r̷͍̒͘e̵̤̻͌̉m̴̠͚͆ȇ̸̲͝m̷̹̀ḃ̸͕͛e̷͈̟͌r̸͎̞̍ ̷̛͔̊u̸̧͠s̴̲̑͌,̴̥̆͘ ̴̦̲͆́d̶͉̀o̵͉̮̔n̶̫̿'̶̛͔̊t̴̡̃ ̶̞̿̎y̸̹̳̾́o̵̡̜͊u̴͙͂̀?̶͔̬͗¿̶͎̐"

     “AAAAARGGGHHH!!”

Turbo face is fearful, yet falls off from a chair. He's trying to get up,

“W-what’s happening!?! What is going on?!??!”

[The scene shows the two of them has corrupted in glitches]

He runs away from them, everything has been falling apart.

Turbo runs as fast as he could, but suddenly all the other corrupted monsters show up trying to stop him.

[At the scene of Turbo's point of view, he sees his own kart right in front of him, he dodges those monsters trying to catch him. He got in his kart and was ready to drive faster. All of a sudden, the scene changes when Turbo was on a race, everything has been burned down, but that is his home. Meaning it was falling apart because of his own backstory]

The echo from the last he hears was spoken,

“... Now all of this is what you've seen from now, you used to be dead, you're selfish to anyone, a liar, and one important thing.. you lose control of yourself..”

Turbo shouted in agony, “Stop!! Why can't you leave me alone! Please, I can't take it anymore! Who are you, and what do you want from me?!?”

Turbo struggles to control himself and tries to keep the drive stable. But suddenly, he gained too much speed, then-

[Turbo trying hard to control himself, then another racer tries to crash him. He successfully missed it, but instead he ran to the cliff and fell down, slowly seeing another one of himself, but a creepy smile sees him. The scene has been shut in black pitch, hearing the sound of a car crash]

[All the sudden, the scene reveals that Turbo is still alive, but leaving injured and his kart is burned. Even he sees everything has been burned, the race, the audiences.. they all gone]

He looked like he was bleeding and tried to get up. But then, someone showed up.

The “other Turbo?¿” walks towards to him and tells everything what he know about Turbo,

“Well, if it isn't the greatest racer ever..”

“W-what.. Do you want… from m-me..?” said Turbo in pain..

“Oh you know, you don't seem to remember how you died.. but how about reciting those memories from the voice you heard.. you see, remember you were disguised as a king from a game you don't belong to?”

“..the king, what are t-talking about..?”

“Oh don't be so forgettable.. you used to be once. Trying to take over one of the games, sometimes you can't control your anger.. when all of the sudden someone tried to sabotage your plan. Your old friend…”

Turbo realised he knows that memory.

“(Ralph..why is he there.. What is this plan I had?)” he asked himself.

“Oh? You know, you want to take over the game, but somehow you died from the volcano…”

“..I..died..? I.. n-no… why can't I remember anything?!? What did you do to me-?!”

“Now, now.. there is the reason why I need you is..”

[Turbo trying to stay back and panicking, the “other Turbo?¿” picks him up. Like he tried to strangle him..]

                 “̷̡̻̘̝̜̖̂͒̑̇͋͑Y̵̧̨̛̙̯̥͙̘͇̯̦̟͕̜̺̐̋͑̎̌̏̂́͑́́̒̔͝ơ̵̛̛̺͖͗͋͗̓̌͋̌̓̈́̆̐u̴̼͇̳̗̜̓̐̑̊̈̓̌̇̈́̓͌̽͝ͅr̸̡̻̞͇̥̠̗̼̱͑̃̽̈́͗͂̕ ̶̼͓͇̥̼͓͈̰̼͇͆̌͌͛̿ś̵͇͗̓̎̎̆̈͝͠ǫ̷͕͈̰̩̭̜͌͘ǘ̸̡͇͊̈́̿̋͗̊̐͌̊͆̀̃̅̕ļ̸̛͚̭͈̭͎̺̦͓̦̒̀̆͌̀̒̓̂͐̑͘͠.̴̢̘̫̀́̾̄̔͘̚͝”̴̖͍̟͓̰̯͕̦̘́͊͘

Turbo fear of him. But as soon he reaches his both hands onto the “other Turbo?¿” helmet. Then yells in agony..

“Just.. Leave. 

                                                 Me. 

            ALONE!!-"

[A horrific scene shows Turbo take “other Turbo” ‘s head off, a single silhouette figure showing his neck gets snapped with revealing bloods all over. Then, Turbo awakes once again. But this time, there's no other dream anymore. This is where his journey starts]

[mysteryshoptls]

SR Vil Schoenheit Lab Coat Personal Story: Part 2

"More accurate than any scale"

(Part 1) Part 2

[Heartslabyul Dorm – Kitchen]

Trey: Sorry to keep you waiting, Vil. Here's your herbal tea.

Vil: Thank you, Trey. …What a nice fragrance.

Trey: I also brought some cake, just in case. I just baked it today.

Vil: I can certainly see that it is something for you to be proud of. However, I'll refrain and simply have the herbal tea.

Vil: …Mm, it's delicious. Where did you get these tea leaves?

Trey: At the Mystery Shop. They seldomly get tea from this long-standing brand in stock, so.

Trey: If you like it, do you want to take some with you? I got a lot of it, and I feel like the flavor will fade before I can finish it all.

Vil: Then, I suppose I shall. Will you wrap it up for me later?

Trey: So… what were you saying earlier? What did Rook do?

Vil: It wasn't really anything. If I must tell you, I guess I'd just say that he just watches me too closely?

Vil: I guess it's more or less convenient that he can sense changes about me faster than I can.

Vil: But don't you think he's absolutely the worst to just ask me point blank if I've gained weight?

Vil: Honesty and lack of tact are two separate things. Perhaps he left his tact in the forest.

Trey: Ah… Yeah, he probably shouldn't have said it that way.

Trey: Rook's the type to say whatever's on his mind, for better or worse, so it's surprised me from time to time, too.

Vil: Hm. It should have been obvious, but I see he's like that during club, too.

Trey: Like, just the other day, he said that the experiment that our advisor set up for the club to do would be "boring as it is now"…

Trey: So, we ended up having to do a real complicated experiment. All the first years were pretty much unable to do anything at all.

Vil: I can definitely picture that happening.

Vil: And I'm sure you were there helping out those first years, weren't you?

Trey: I don't know how much help I was, but yeah, I guess.

Vil: So hard working, all the time…

Vil: Riddle is quite lucky that you're in Heartslabyul.

Trey: Eh?

Vil: It comes up during the Dorm Leader meetings from time to time, that you're an exceptional Vice Dorm Leader.

Trey: Oh, man… That's the first I'm hearing of it. Honestly, it's a little surprising.

Trey: I just don't want to lose my head, is all. I haven't done anything worth that much praise.

Vil: Don't be so modest. Accept the compliments when they're given to you.

Vil: Those who cannot see your true nature may be completely taken in by your humility.

Vil: Well, if that's the kind of impression you want to leave, that's fine, but… Generally, you'll come out worse for wear.

Trey: That's a bit harsh. But I'm sure you know what you're saying, especially since you're always in the public's judging eye.

Trey: I'll try to slightly change how I do things from now on.

Vil: Please do. That'll also make the one who complimented you feel better as well.

Vil: Besides, you won't pile on so much stress if you just let yourself be happy at least when you're receiving praise.

Vil: Especially since you're usually running around taking care of a spoiled little boy, after all.

Trey: Oh, it’s not like I'm stressing out over Riddle.

Vil: Well, okay. Whatever you say.

Trey: No, it's true. That's because I know the secret to not being stressed.

Vil: Oh, a secret? Now I'm curious.

Trey: Do you want to know?

Vil: Well, aren't you acting all high-and-mighty all of a sudden?

Trey: I'll only tell you once, so listen well.

Vil: Alright…

Trey: Don't skimp on the sweets, especially cake with a ton of fruit on it.

Vil: Ugh. You were putting on such airs, and I got so drawn in. …Heh.

Vil: Fine. I'll have one slice of your fruit cake.

Vil: I'll just have to increase how much I run tomorrow morning.

Trey: Maybe this isn't something I need to tell you, since you're a model, but…

Trey: I don't think a single cake slice will change your figure that much. You're already pretty thin, anyway.

Vil: I'd rather you say I'm "toned," not "thin."

Vil: However, Rook's sharp gaze is more accurate than any scale. And perhaps better than a mirror, as well.

Trey: Wow…

Vil: Mm, it's delicious. Trey, did your skills increase yet again?

Vil: If you ever lose your head to Riddle, come see me. I'll make you my dormitory's exclusive pastry chef.

Trey: I'll do my best so that doesn't happen.

Trey: I bet it'll be a lot of calorie counting if I had to make pastries over in Pomefiore.

Vil: And that would also be a good way to improve as well, now, wouldn't it?

(Part 1) Part 2

[fangirlstorycreator]

Cash X Reader

Context: you didn't get along at first, but after a difficult night, things start to change...😏💚

It was difficult having to juggle work as well as your home life, and even though you didn't want to admit it, it was your boyfriend who was making it difficult for you. Adrien and you had been together nearly 2 years now, and in the first year it was great, but he had been so diffrent with you lately. He wanted to check your phone when you got home, he'd never let you near his phone, he'd expect so much from you despite the fact that you were the one with the full time job and he only had a part time one in a corner shop. He never contributed to anything, and you were secretly thankful that you didn't live together. You were dreading the day he asked you if you wanted to do that, he just wasn't the boyfriend he started out being. But despite that, you stayed with him because that's what you thought a relationship was like, little did you know that you were completely wrong about that. He didn't like your job as a police officer, he thought you stayed there too long and had no time for him, even though whenever you weren't working, you were with Adrien, you just couldn't win. It was starting to affect you mentally, you didn't have many nice days anymore and it was all because you were worrying about Adrien. You loved him...but you didn't feel like you were in love with him...not anymore at least.

You tried your best to keep a happy face on at work, but sometimes you just weren't strong enough to do that. You had one or two colleagues who you were friendly with, but there was one guy in the office who for some reason, didn't like to talk or be around you very much, and that was Cash. You were sat at your desk one morning with your head in your hands, you had a splitting headache and were waiting for the paracetamol to kick in, when Cash walks up to your desk and puts a file on it. "Its seems we have to deal with some asshole in town today" "We?" "Unfortunately yes, you got a problem with that?" "Would driving in a car with someone who never talks to me like an actual adult with feelings class as a problem? Because if so, then yeh" "Your so funny I forgot to laugh. I'll be in the car, 5 minutes Y/N or I'm going without you" "Well who can resist that happy little invitation" "I said 5 minutes"

And with that, he walks out of the building, you rub at your head when another colleague comes over. "Are you alright Y/N?" "I'm fine, I just have this stupid headache, and now I'm going to be riding with one too" "Look I know Cash can be a headache to most people, but I'm sure you'll be fine on the drive with him" "Seriously Becca? He never talks to me, and if he does, it's just sarcasm and rudness" "Its just a front" "I doubt it" "No really, it is just a front. He's told me before that he thinks your the best police officer in hear" "If he did really say that, then why the hell does he talk to me in that way? He's just acting like an ass" "I don't know, maybe he wants a friendship, but just doesn't know how to show it?" "Your right about him not being able to show it. I've got to go, I'll see you later Becca"

You and Cash drive to this person's home and investigate an aligation of domestic abuse, the report was that the neighbor had called the police because they could hear what sounded like screaming and things smashing on the floor, that's why you and Cash had gone. You and him got out of the car and walked up to the door, and before he knocked it, he said "God knows how this is going to go down, why don't you leave the talking to me?" "I am a police officer too Cash, I'm perfectly capable of talking to people" He just shrugs and looks away from you while knocking on the door. "Yeh? What do you want?" Said this tall and quite boisterous looking man. "My name is officer Cash, this is officer Y/N. We got a call about someone overhearing something that may have happened in your home. May we come in for a chat please?" This guy was reluctant, but he knew if he didnt let you two in he might seem suspicious. He opened the door a little to allow you both in, and that's where you see a woman at a similar age to you, standing by the wall, looking pale and scared, but you could tell she was trying to put a brave face on. "Hello mam, my name is officer Y/N, were sorry to disturb you both but we got a call about what sounded like a domestic disturbance. We are hear to see if anything has happened" This woman had a flash of relief in her eyes, right before her boyfriend walked up to her and put his arm around her, making her physically shake. "Nope, nothing has happened hear, there must have been some kind of mistake. Isn't that right babe?" He asks her, squeezing her arm a little to make her answer, her voice quiet and broken. "N-no...nothing has happened hear" You give Cash a look, and he knows that something fishy with these too.

"Look miss, if there is anything you'd like to talk about-" "She doesn't want to talk to you lady! Now get out of my house, were done hear" This man shouts to you and Cash, without her saying or doing something to tell you that she's in danger, you couldn't just arrest him on a hunch. You had no choice but to go with Cash to the front door, the man and woman following closely behind you, he still wouldn't let her go. You both turned to them and you said "Our apologies for disturbing you both" "Good, get out" This is where your idea pops into your head ,but it would only work if this woman knew what to do. You hold your hand out to say goodbye as the man loses the door, and thank god she knows what to do. She does the same, but just before the door closes, her hand changes from a flat open palm, to tucking in her thumb and curling the rest on her fingers over her thumb, that was the signal! You immediately slammed your foot in the door and pushed it back open, forseing yourself back into the house. "What the f#ck are you-" "Let her go and get in the ground! Now!" You shout pointing your gun. He begrudgingly let's her go and gets on his knees "Cash, cuff him" Cash pulls out his cuffs and gets this mans wrists connected behind his back, then he takes him to the car. "Hey, hey its alright, he's not going to hurt you anymore. You did the tight thing" This poor young woman runs into your arms and hugs you, it's all she can do to show her thanks as she is in flood of tears.

Of course you hug her back too, and look through the door to see Cash locking this guy in the back seat of the police car. About 10 minutes later, another police car turns up to take this woman's statement and offer her a lift to the station once she's ready, the boyfriend is still in the back of the car as you sit on the porch of their house. You feel relief, but apparently that's not what you could see in Cash's eyes as he approached you. "What the hell were you thinking back there?" "What are you talking about Cash?" "Just storming into the house with that violent guy! You could have hurt yourself, you put yourself in danger!"

"I was doing my job Cash, she gave me the signal that she was being abused and I did what I had to do" "While risking your own life in the process?" "I don't know what your deal is? I'm a police officer! It's my job to do this" "What, it's your job to do something stupid at the cost of your own safety?!" "I will not allow an innocent young woman to go through abuse when we can do something to help her! She was trapped and I did what I had to do to get her out! And if that annoys you, well I don't really give a shit!" You try to walk past him but he grabs your wrist. "Y/N, you should have told me what you were planning to do, then I could have known that you weren't in danger" "Like you give a damn about my safety Cash. I can see the way you look at me in the office, hear the way you talk to me too, don't you dare think for a second that I believe you feel anything other that discust for me whenever I walk in the room! I did my job in there Cash, and you did too, so just drop it" "Y/N-" "I said drop it!" You shout back as you rip your wrist away, he almost looked upset by that, but you just storm away and sit in the car, waiting for him when he was ready to go.

When he did sit back in the drivers seat, he tried to look at you to talk, but you just turn your head to the side, clearly not in the mood to talk to him, so he just drove on back to the station. He took the boyfriend into a cell as you spoke to the young woman he was with, after you got her statement and all the details, she decided she wanted to press charges and you helped her with all the paperwork to do that. She went home a little while later and you had all the paperwork on you desk as you worked through it, when Becca walked back up to you again. "Hey Y/N, don't forget the celebration tonight" "The what?" "Dont you remember? It's the chiefs birthday tonight at the local social club. There's going to be drinks and all sorts, just like a big party" "Oh yeh, yeh I'll be there" "Cool! Are you ok?" "I'm fine" "Are you sure?" "Yeh I'm fine" She looks like she doesn't believe you, but she can see you don't want to talk about it, so she leaves you to work. You give Adrien a call to tell him about tonight "Hey babe" "Oh hey! What's uhh-whats up?" "There's a works doo tonight and I was wondering if you wanted to come?" "Oh, uhhh, is this the place near west street?" "Yeh, its-" "Then yeh I'll come, I've got to go, buy" He put the phone down straight away, like he was doing something important and didn't have the to talk to you, but recently there were many times he did that, and you knew he wasn't a busy man.

You feel a low flood of feelings go through you, and you felt really upset and low, you didn't know what was going in with Adrien lately, and it was worrying you. "Y/N?" "Hmm? What?" "Hey.. its me" It was Cash, it seemed that he was trying to talk to you in a nicer tone. "Cash, with all due respect, I'm really busy hear and I'm really not in the mood to talk" "You don't have to talk, I was just hoping you'd listen. Look I'm, I'm sorry for how I spoke to you earlier" "Cash please, you don't need to apologise-" "No, I do. I was just concerned that's all" "Bullshit" "What?" "You weren't worried Cash, not about me" "Yes I was-" "No you weren't! Cash ever since I've know you, not once have you had a kind word to say to me, and now what? Suddenly you give a shit?" "You may not believe it but I actually did worry about you today, and many times before too"

"There's no way I'm believing that Cash, my boyfriend doesn't even care about me so why-oh-just, just forget I said that" "What? Your boyfriend doesn't care about you? What do you mean? Is everything alright with-" "Cash please I said just forget it! I'm just some random work colleague and I know you don't give a shit about me, and you shouldn't anyway....just...just leave me alone" "....Y/N...if something is wrong" "Please just leave me alone"

He knows that if he tries to talk to you anymore then he could upset you even more, so he respects your space and leaves you alone to go and sit at his own desk.

He sees you hide your face in your hands as a few tears fall, your hiding it from the rest of the office, but Cash sees this, and he hates seeing you so upset. He thought at first that it was him that upset you, but after what slipped out of your mouth about your boyfriend, it was obvious to him that he was only part of the problem, and he didn't want you to feel like that. You sit up, wipe your few tears away and try your hardest to carry on with the rest of your work. Once work finished, you drive back to your flat and got ready and Adrien was there getting ready too. You walked out of your bedroom to see Adrien and you showed him how you looked, wanting to see if he thought you were pretty. "So? What do you think of my outfit babe? Do I look nice?"

He just looks at you and gives you an obviously fake smile "Yeh, sure you look ok I guess" You were hoping that he would say something nice about you, but instead his comment struck though your heart like a knife. You tried your best to look nice, but now you just wanted to hide in a room.

"I'll uhh, I'll go and find something different then" "There's no time for that now, come on lets just go" He just didn't care, it seemed he was more excited to go out than worry about you, you just go with him and try to hide your feelings. About 20 minutes later, you both arrive at this venue and you both enter and see all your work colleagues having a laugh and a drink, there were nearly 20 people there. "I'm uh-oh going to the bathroom Y/N, I'll be back soon" "Oh um, ok..." He instantly walked away from you, leaving you to stand there on your own, but thankfully not for long. On the other side of the room, Cash was drinking from a bottle of beer when he notices the colour blue enter the room. It was your dress, and he could see how incredibly stunning you were. He honestly thought he was going to drop his drink when he first saw you, it was like you hypnotised him.

He saw you walk in with your boyfriend, but he also saw him leave you on your own, it made his blood boil when he could see the pain in your eyes, he decided to come and speak to you. "Y/N" "Oh, hey Cash" "Listen, I've been thinking, and I want to apologise for how I have behaved throughout our entire working years together. I'm sorry for everything I said to you that upset you or annoyed you, I truly am. I never wanted to do that and I'm really hoping upon could give me a chance to show you that I'm not that man anymore. I would love ot if we could start over again, a fresh start"

This was the most positive thing you had heard for a long time, and now that you weren't angry with him anymore, you exhale and decide to give him a chance. "I think, I'd like that Cash. Ok, let's have a fresh start" "Ah thank you Y/N" "And I've got to say I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have shouted at you back there in the office" "No no, you were upset and I didn't give you your space when you asked for it the first time, I understand that you shouted at me, don't worry about it, honestly" "Well, alright then" You both share a smile, then he says "And by the way, you look absolutely beautiful tonight" "Really? Its just a dress I wanted to try out, it's not even-" "Y/N, you look beautiful" You give him a weak smile and thank him, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "Y/N, can I ask you something?" "Yeh" "Are you ok?" "I'm sorry?" "Y/N I can see that something is troubling you, do you want to talk about it? It could help you feel better if you get it off your chest" "That's kind of you Cash but I doubt that you'd want to listen to my stupid girly problems"

"Try me" He looked so serious about it, like he really wanted to help you.

"Well...ok...can we get a drink first?" "Come with me" he says with a smile, he leads you over to the bar and you get yourself a drink too. Then you and Cash find a small table and have a chat about what's bothering you, you tell him about how you've been feeling lately and why you haven't been your happy chirpy self. You had been struggling with Adrien and you felt like he hadn't been treating you with any care at all, and didn't care about anything that you were going through. Cash was listening to you intently, taking in all the information you were saying, and he was being so supportive as you unloaded all your worries. "So basically, I don't know what to do Cash, he just doesn't seem to want be interested in me or anything I do for him anymore. I just don't know what to do" "Listen, I don't think you deserve this kind of behaviour from him at all, he should be on his knees and thanking you for being with him. I see both of you together, and it's so obvious that he is punching above his weight. I didn't even see him looking at you in this amazing dress when you came hear. What was his reaction when you showed him?" "He...he uhh..." "Y/N..." "He said I looked ok" "He what?" "I won't lie, when he said that, It kind of hurt" "Kind of hurt? Oh Y/N you don't deserve to be treated this way by him, you deserve to be treated like a princess and told your gorgeous and beautiful every single day. That's why your so upset, you know I'm right" He was making a good point, he wasn't behaving like a boyfriend should be, and you knew you deserved better.

"Your right Cash, I don't want to be treated this way, and I won't. I'm going to go and find him now and tell him that if he doesn't treat me right, I'm gone" "Good for you, you deserve the world Y/N, and if he isn't man enough to give you the world, you need a real man who will thank his lucky stars that your in his life. Any real man would beg for a woman like you" "Thank you so much Cash, I'll be back in a moment" You quickly drink the rest of your drink and stand up with a powerful feeling in your chest, you were going to do something about your boyfriend. You looked all around the hall for him but you couldn't find him anywhere. That's when you see what looks like a lit hallway leading to some toilets, it was the only other place he could be. You walked down there, thought the hallways and looking behind every door, until you hear something in the end door, it sounded like movment and giggles, what was happening in there? You reach over and open the door, and that's where your heart sank in your chest, you had never felt pain hit you so hard before, as right infront of you, Adrein was in this small storage room, half naked and screwing around with another woman.

And what makes it worse, when he saw you standing there, he just smirked at you. "What can I say? She's a better shag than you. Are you just going to stand there all day? Close the door" Your heart shattered into pieces, now you knew why he wasn't treating you right anymore, he had been cheeting on you. Tears stream down your cheeks as you take a step back, but you see a handle for individual indoor fire sprinklers on the wall. In your frustration, you pulled it and it was pouring all over Adrien and this girl, and you slammed the door on them as you walked away. You were heart broken, you had never felt this kind of pain before, it was awful. You couldn't stay there a moment longer, and you just walked away from everyone as they didn't realise you had gone, heading straight outside. As if it couldn't get any worse, it was raining outside, raining so hard that the atmosphere was misty and grey because there was so much heavy water coming down, but at that moment you didnt care, you just wanted to go. In your dress, you walk into the rain and start going home, you were practically soaked through before you even had a chance to cross the street. You walked in this awful rain for nearly a mile, just crying your eyes out knowing it wouldn't be that noticable with the rain pouring everywhere, when all of a sudden you feel a big, strong and warm hand grab yours and stop you from walking, and you feel the rain stop just above your head.

Your suprised when you turn to face this strange figure, and discover it was Cash holding an umbrella. He looked so worried and heartbroken for you, he had come out hear in this awful rain to stop you, even through the rain, he could see how red your eyes were from all your crying. "I'm taking you to my house Y/N, you'll catch your death out hear, come on......Y/N?" He said that as he tries to walk with you to his car, but you just stand there, still feeling so upset. He walked back up to you, and put his umbrella back down, so now he was getting wet too, but he didnt care. He pulled you in for a hug and that was enough for you to really let your emotions out, crying so hard as your finaly able to have someone comfort you and hold you as you fall apart. "I'm so sorry Y/N, I truly am....I'm going to take care of you ok? Come on, let's get you inside to get warm" He guides you to his car and he then drives you back to his place to keep an eye on you. You both drenched when you get inside and your frozen to the bone. "My god your freezing Y/N, my bathroom is right there, there's fresh towels in there on the radiator too, you get yourself warmed up and I'll grab something for you to where ok?" You just nod at him, unable to say anything else. You go to his bathroom and hop in the shower, letting the hot water warm you up and help you feel better.

Once you were out of the shower and wearing a towel, Cash knocked on the door and passd you in some of his clothes, they looked comfortable but still wearable. You dried yourself off and slipped into his baggy grey shirt, and a pair of jogging bottoms that were adjustable. You walked out into his living room where he had put down a trey of things. "That's better, I didn't want you to freeze. I've made a few things up hear, why don't you dig in while I grab a shower too, I'm soaked through" He goes into the bathroom as you sit down in his sofa, he had very kindly set out 2 mugs of hot chocolate, and a trey of chocolate chip cookies. You weren't really feeling hungry so you just took a few sips of the drink, just as Cash came out of the shower in a clean pair of clothes. He could see by the look on your face that you were still upset, so he grabbed a small blanket and drapes it over you before he sits beside you. "Thanks" "Your welcome Y/N....Y/N why were you out there in the rain all on your own? You looked so sad, you still do. Did things not work out with your boyfriend?" "He's not my boyfriend anymore" "Oh no, Y/N I'm so sorry it didn't work out. But you know, if he doesn't want to show you how much you mean to him-" "He was cheating on me" "He? He what?"

"When I found him, he was in a storage room with another woman....he was cheating on me" A slow single tear ran down your cheek as you said that. "That son of a b#tch! I'll beat his ass! How the hell could he do that?! To YOU of all people! Oh hell no that is so out of line! You want me to kick his ass? Or did you kick his ass? I'll cover for you if you did"

He is angry right now, but you just can't hold back the tears as more come out, and you hide your face in your hands as you cry. He immediately takes you into his arms and holds you as you cry, one arm around your back, the other gently stroking your hair.

"Oh god Y/N I'm sorry about that, I didn't mean to go over board, I just hate that he's done this to you. There there you let it all out" He held you for another 10 minutes as you let out all the pain you locked away, he didn't tell you to stop, he just let you do what you needed to. After your crying stoped, you sat up a little and wiped away most of your tears. "Oh god how could I be so stupid Cash?" "You arent stupid Y/N, you were in a relationship with an #sshole. You didn't deserve this at all"

"I knew that something was diffrent with him recently, I just never thought he'd do that to me. God it hurt so much when I saw him in that store room, how could he do that to me?" "He is a pathetic little boy who has no idea how to treat a real woman. Your better off without him Y/N" You stand up and pace around the end of the coffee table, just needing to move around. "I gave him everything and this is how he repays me? I hate him! I hate his guts and I hope he rots in hell" "Did you want I can kick his ass for you?" "As much as I would like that Cash, I wouldn't want you to get in trouble for me" "Who says I would get in trouble?" He makes you ever so slightly giggle and that inturn makes him smile up at you. You walk over go his window and look out of it, seeing the rain continue to pour. "How did you know to come and find me?" "What do you mean?" "I tried to make sure noone saw me when I left the party, how did you know I was out there on my own?" "You say you thought noone saw you, but I did. I saw as you left the party, you looked utterly heartbroken, I knew something was up with you, and I didn't want you to be on your own. That's why I came out to find you, and I'm so glad I did" You hang your head after he said that.

"Its been so strange today. At first we weren't on good terms, and now we are. I wasnt expecting to be single by the end of the night and yet I am. And I certainly wasn't expecting to be in your clothes at your flat after you took me out of the rain" "Its been a very long day for you, I can understand that" He stood up and walked over to you by the window, putting his hands on your arms to warm you up a little more with the blanket. "Thank you for everything you've done for me tonight Cash, I honestly thought before today that you hated me" "I'm sorry I came across like that Y/N, but I was trying to keep my distance from you and be quite grouchy so I....so I couldn't be honest with you" "Honest with me about what?" "What I really felt about you....you were in a relationship and I....I couldn't be around you if there was a chance you could see my jealousy....for so long I...Y/N...I..." You could see him being so vulnerable with you, and it made your heart feel warm. You hand reached up to his cheek and his eyes close as you touch him, its like your touch was relaxing him. When he opened his eyes again, you smile at him and you both move in closer to share a kiss. His lips were so warm and soft, they felt perfect as they gently press against yours.

It was a slow small kiss at first, but when you both pull apart slightly and look into each others eyes, passion took hold over both of you. You pulled him in quicker this time, both of you kiss each other like there was no tomorow, he holds you against his chest as your hand runs though his short silky white hair, the whole moment was electrifying. You gave him access for his tounge in your mouth, and my god it was so f#cking hot, he kissed you so powerfully that you thought you were going to faint in his arms. You had never felt this excitement in your previous relationship with Adrien, this was something else, something real. Cash grabs your hips and picks you up, pressing you agsint the wall. His lips move from yours but only to kiss and gently bite the soft skin of your neck as he grinds his groin against your waist. You could feel him growing in his trousers, it just made you wetter as he rubbed this bulge against you, a gaspy moan escapes your lips when he does this, you even make a fist in his hair as he makes you feel so good. He carries you around his weist into his bedroom, lying you down flat on his bed. He climbs on top of you and you both enjoy a very steamy makeout session, tasting his lips and tounge, and feeling eachother as much as you can. You pull his shirt off to reveal his muscular upper body, he was so f#cking sexy and you couldn't get enough of him.

He helped remove the shirt you were wearing too, and before you knew it, you were both completely naked in his bed. He was positioned inbetween your legs and you could feel his hard cock agsint your inner thigh, but he wasn't just going to f#ck you straight away. He moved his kisses from your lips down your neck and towards the lower part of you. He left open mouth kissed all the way down to your lower body, and he knelt on the floor at the end of the bed. He grabbed your hips and pulled you close to him in one swift and strong pull, but that turned you on so much more. He gave no warning and he wasnt playing around, he buried his face inbetween your legs and devoured you. You gasped and whimper as he moves his mouth and tounge in all the best ways, he had clearly thought about how he would do this to you, and now he was enjoying every moment of you. "Huh! Oh god Cash yes, yes just like that..." Your eyes close as you feel wave after wave of pleasure flow through you, just by Cash using his tounge, it was so f#cking good. Your breath speeds up and before you know it, your moaning and shaking as your orgasm explodes through you, but Cash wasn't going to stop at just one.

He just held you tighter and went even stronger as he continued to devour you, he didnt stop until you were writhing agsint his touch, crying in extacy and screaming out as you feel at least another 3 orgasms. Once he finaly stops, he sits up to see you lying there, shaking from all the orgasms "I've imagined you like this so many times, but nothing is better than the real thing" "Then why the f#ck did you stop?...." You ask him smirking. He chuckles at you as he climbs back on top of you, and he was about to position himself before you held him against you and pushed him onto his back, climbing on top of him instead so you could be on top. He seemed to love this, especially when you take his wrists and bring his hands up to hold your breasts. "Oh f#ck your so f#cking beautiful" You giggle at him before you move your hips in just the right position, taking him inside you in one move. Jesus he was so big, he was stretching you in the perfect way, oooh you knew you were going to have a great night. You start moving your hips back and forth, he threw his head back as you f#ck him against the bed, his hands find your hips and move you in a slightly quicker pace, it felt so much better and you could already feel another orgasm brewing, it was feeling even stronger when you could hear his grunting and moans as you continue moving your hips.

You were so close and so was he, but what you weren't expecting was his hand to suddenly move inbetween your legs and circle your tender clit, pushing you over the edge and making you shake and scream against him, as he still thrusts his massive cock. You scream at the top of your lungs, it was the strongest orgasm you had ever felt, you felt so good but also a little light headed as you fell onto his chest, but that doesn't stop Cash. He fucks into you, grabbing your hips, thrusting upwards and cooing softly into your ear. "Oh yeh your so good at taking my cock, your such a good girl. Take it all, just like that" You have no energy to answer him, just enough to moan and whimper at his response and his throbbing cock as he continues to fuck you without holding back. Just as you feel like your about to pass out from these orgams, he cums too and let's out a delicious shout of pleasure, if anything, that noise made you cum harder. Your continuously shaking against him once he stops, but he holds you until you calm down. Once your a little less shaky, he gives you a sweet kiss and helps you off his lap and onto the bed. As you lay down, he lays beside you and moves a strand of hair out of your face, your both quite breathless. "Holy shit Cash, I never knew this would happen between us" "But I am so glad it did Y/N. I've imagined this so many times, I never knew I'd be lucky enough to experience the real thing though" "I never knew you felt like this about me Cash. I won't lie, I have had a crush on you too, but because I was with Adrien I never let it go any further than that" "Well now you don't have to think about that #sshole Y/N, it's my turn now. I want to show you and prove to you that I'm worthy of a chance, I want to treat you like a princess and show you what it feels like to be wanted and cared for by a real man. That is, if you want me to do that?" "I would absolutely love that Cash"

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SPECTACULAR

Chapter 2: Friendly Neighbourhood Spider-Woman (1/2)

Master Post: Link

AO3: Link

Summary:

A week after her performance at Max Dillon's club, Gwen ends up meeting with a bizarre villian she's never met before, though their interaction ends up being rather anti climactic while she's in a hurry to meet up with her bandmates back at the school.

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As you could see, the life of a Superhero wasn't the most glamorous thing in the world, but for the first time in a while… something didn't go wrong. The Mary Jane’s played three full songs down at Max Dillon’s club, and sure - it wasn't anything fantastic but it was progress. The whole thing was more of an excuse to hang out- well that's how it stared. After what happened to Peter, Gwen and Mary Jane started to play together, just to sorta… think about something else? They've been friends for years, Glory and Betty came in later but Em Jay and her were the original pair. Guess that makes her the co-creator, huh? She certainly didn't act like it with how often she missed their deadlines… oh please, they usually spent their time in the music room goofing around for an hour or two and maybe playing a song or two. Though it has been a week now since their performance- maybe that'd get the group to start taking all of this more seriously… now, yet that would have to come later. This was supposed to be her day off too- though in the city that never sleeps, guess that goes for crime too, huh? Gwen, or rather Spider-Woman had found herself in the middle of a construction site, squatting down on a column set up by the workers. Buckets of cement and unfinished bricks laid out across a square of land deep in the heart of Manhattan, she stared down at a man, one who had scared off the whole crew, destroying anything in his way, just a rampage through the city… that must sound pretty intimidating, right? Maybe it's The Lizard! I hear you wondering, or- oh! Maybe Doctor Octopus, right? Well unfortunately for all of us it wasn't anybody like that, and Gwen’s confusion spoke for itself.

“Uhh-... I- I don't even know what to say about this one, dude.”

Her Lenses squinted in on this figure before her. He stood at over eight feet tall, but bear with me here-... He was more brick than body, no arms whatsoever as his face screamed out in a texture of hardened clay, with a body the shape of a rectangle. This was The Wall, and he was desperate to fight Spider-Woman… she was having such a good day, too.

“So brick brain, this how you get your kicks?” Spider-Woman laughed, arms crossed as she let her body fall forward, landing effortlessly on her feet with this mammoth of a man in front of her. “Alright…”

“Huh- OH!” Seemed like he was a smidge surprised to see her. “Uh- yeah! You're damn right I do!” The Wall shouted back, his voice deep and distorted. “The wall-crawling freak! I was starting to wonder when you would show!” His foot slammed into the ground, echoing out the lot as he struggled to keep this full wall of a body upright.

“Ah yeah, I had class- my bad.” If it wasn't obvious enough by the more than filled backpack barely staying attached with two stretches of fabric over her arms, filled with notebooks, her phone- plus those clothes she has to throw off everytime some new bad guy shows up.

“Well you listen here, this is one wall you'll never climb!” It seemed like this guy was just ignoring every word to come out of Gwen’s mouth. “Just try it! Try and lay a finger on me!”

Spider-Woman was just… baffled, and honestly wouldn't you be too? Sure, she's dealt with some weirdos but this was just bizarre. “How do I always meet the strangest men…” She whispered to herself, before readying a fist. “Alright man, you asked for it…” Was this guy just waiting on her to do something? It was impossible to tell what his intent was here- why'd he even want to fight her?! What- was she the reason he was… bitten by a radioactive wall, what the fuck- right? No matter the reason, with all the time in the world, Gwen held the fabric around her fist tight, balled up into a fist- all before bludgeoning her own hand against The Wall’s… skin? No matter what it was it hurt like hell, and it barely chipped him.

“FUCK- OW!” Spider-Woman screamed, shaking the wrist that she punched the man with- that was real brick! Why the hell did-... It's fine, it's whatever! “Agh-! That... Smarts.” With an annoyed look through the mask, she stared down the wall, still with any number of broken finger bones- ow…

“HAH!” The Wall yelled. “I told you so! Now- you'll experience the unending rage of the Wall…!” Gwen grimaced, her hands on her hips as it looked like he was about to just-... Fall on her, what- she pushed both palms against The Wall, keeping him upright.

“Wh- why? Why though?”

“What do you… mean?”

“I don't know what happened to you, but I didn't cause it so like- what's the… what's the deal, seriously.” She sounded a tad exasperated, but in reality, it was all just confusion.

“W-Well- I couldn't exactly keep living normally like this!” He yelled back.

“So?! Those two things aren't mutually exclusive! You don't HAVE to-... Alright, look- can we not just take a minute and talk about this?!”

“Why would I ever talk with you?!”

“BECAUSE THIS IS INSANE!” Gwen’s eyes were bulging out of her mask, hands out at either side of her body in an attempt to give some scope to The Wall about how moronic this all really felt.

“I-... Mgh...”

And so

They found a bench.

One that could handle the weight of an eight-foot-tall brick man. The Spider-Woman and The Wall sat side by side on a bench just near the construction site in a park, and yes- people stared, by God did people stare. The hero in white tilted her head to The Wall. It was actually a pretty nice day, even with her hand a tad mangled.

“...People are looking.” The Wall whispered.

“Ah- pshhh, don't mind them. Look- they're staring cuz of me, not you.” Oh, what's a white lie in the grand scheme of things.“Anyway, why are you… scaring off people and- trying to destroy buildings, what's the deal.” This wasn't Gwen trying to stall for time or anything, I mean why would she- this is The Wall. Even if she couldn't punch it, it's not like taking him down would take a particular amount of effort.

“I guess, I- I’m angry.” He sighed. Gwen would be too if she was a wall-...

Pffft,

Gwen snickered, against her better judgment.

“Hey!” His ‘face’ contorted in anger, leaning closer on Gwen while this steel bench they found themselves on creaked under the weight. “Don't laugh!” He shouted

“I’m not!” Her eyes, or- lenses were wide open, with both hands up as a sign of surrender, until he eventually backed off. “How did it actually happen though, like, did you fall in a vat of electric bricks, giant welder, big bucket of clay-”

“Stop.”

“Nono, c’mon, one more–” She insisted.

“I was crushed under a bunch of bricks.” He admitted, under his breath with an embarrassed tone.

Spider-Woman was more just in shock. “That CAN'T be true- no way-” She snickered. “You did NOT!” She insisted… she really wasn't trying to be insensitive but how is that even possible…? “No FUCKING way!” He just, fell under a bunch of bricks and became… The Wall! Speaking of which- “Look… all that aside, do you have a name? Like an actual name- I don't wanna keep having to call you ‘The Wall.’”

He sighed, leaning back on the bench with yet another creek. “Yeah, uh- Joshua.”

“Joshua! Hey, isn't that so much more humanising than The-goddamn-Wall!” She pat his back while speaking, or-... Where a back would be. “I guess I sorta see where you're coming from- I mean what do you even do in a situation like that?” She laughed a little again, but gave Joshua’s side a small slap, despite him being unable to feel it. “That's not an excuse to go on a tantrum around the city though, man!” She sighed again, leaning back with him, both arms casually sat behind the bench. “I don't think you're a bad dude or anything Joshua, you just… seem like you had a psycho episode or something. After turning into a wall-” She cleared her throat. “But hey man, maybe things aren't-... So bad? You're pretty sturdy, right.”

Joshua chuckled. “And a Wall.”

“Well, let's try and stay on the positives, yeah?” Spider-Woman gave a friendly wink through those massive white lenses. “I know it isn't… even remotely the same thing, but I wasn't always like this either.” That seemed to get his attention, turning as far as he could to face the bug-eyed hero. “Yeah, uh- freak accident actually. We had this school trip to Oscorp– I… knew a guy who was, close with the guy in charge there-” Gwen coughed, continuing on. “Turns out - they're making these genetically modified spiders. One got out, bit me- riiight here.” She raised up her hand, pointing to a spot near the bottom of her thumb. “Rest is history.”

“I… always figured you were a mutant.” Joshua chuckled again. “At least you got lucky with yours- I don't have any arms.”

“Maybe you can become famous. Or like… maybe they could crash monster trucks into you on TV, I dunno.” Josh laughed again. It seemed like he was at least getting a little better, he was just scared shitless it seemed. As the two were talking a beep could be heard from pretty close by… oh! Her backpack. Spider-Woman was quick to stick her hand in, feeling some denim, an old shirt, notebooks, pens- aha! Her phone. It wasn't anything overly impressive and there were any number of cracks along the screen, it kinda came with the territory. With a click of the taped-on power button, the screen barely lit up to reveal a text message from Betty, huh? Not the worst one it could've been. The text read as follows:

B.B:

‘where r u???’

“Ahhh! Right- rightright-” Gwen muttered, gaining Joshua’s attention in the process.

‘5 mins away xoxo’

She frantically typed through the fabric of her suit

“Everything good?” Even looking like he did, Josh still went through the effort to act kind, that… surprised Gwen.

“Yeah- yeah man, just… my friends, I was supposed to be at practice like twenty minutes ago.” Standing on her own two feet, and picking up her luggage- she turned back to this new friend of hers. The Wall. He was just… sorta down to earth actually.

“Ah, sorry to keep you.”

“Oh- no man, it's not your fault.” Gwen reassured.

“Yeah, it is.” Yeahh, it was.

“Well hey Josh, I know I wasn't- that helpful but if you want some real help take this advice. Head down to the station and ask for Captain Stacy.”

“But I–”

“Yeah- yeahyeah, I know. Just don't bother with any of the others, this city’s police department stinks… but that's why you gotta head to Stacy.” God. What was she doing? “I can't say that he can get your arms back or anything but he won't be freaked out by you. It'll be for the better, I like to think.”

“Mh… you sure?” It made her mad that she was so sure. “Seems risky.”

“Listen, just don't commit any more crimes, and-... Don't mention my name once you get in there, we have never met. For all intents and purposes you do not know Spider-Woman!... Kay?” She was expressive with her hand movements, backing away in the direction of the school.

Joshua sighed. “...Alright. If you're sure.”

“Yesss! See Josh, not everything is terrible– seriously, don't commit any crimes, I am SO busy!” Gwen clapped both hands together before turning her back completely, getting a running start across the park before pushing down on her palm with a pair of homemade webshooters bringing her up and off of the ground as within seconds she was airborne, zipping from one skyscraper to another as she swung in the direction of Midtown High School.

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Brother bear literally was the Disney movie you only ever saw during a disappointing visit to your friend's house for me, as was brother bear 2, which I saw first I think. The other one was a goofy movie but looking back i was only disappointed bc I was scandalized that core Disney characters ie goofy were capable of having children and having deep emotional feelings, and also I was worried that I'd turn out to be a little shit when I got older like max. Idk how I feel about it now

I'm the worst animator in the world because I've never seen A Goofy Movie, so I have no opinion. Generally I trust that it must have been alright, since most people my age seem to have extremely fond memories of it, but not having seen it I can't offer any insight. Maybe I'll watch it this week, since I seem to be on a kick what with the poll and people wanting to know my opinion on stuff (for some reason?).

As for Brother Bear though, I will not be rewatching that one. My brother is 4 years younger than me and has the 'tism worse than I do, and it was one of his comfort films. I've probably seen Brother Bear 50 times or better. I don't need to watch that one again.

There are things about Brother Bear that are. Acceptable. The animation is nice. I really like that when we see the bears from the humans' perspective they have the dull wild animal eyes, and its only when Kenai transforms that they gain the expressive Disney Animal eyes instead.

I really just. (Statement that will get me assassinated incoming in 3, 2, 1...) I don't care for Phil Collins's work on any of the Disney films. I can barely stand the man's music when it *isn't* incessantly demanding my attention in a film montage.

The bastard sneaks up on you! You'll be settling in to enjoy a nice scene transition, maybe thinking about how much you like the interplay between the two main characters, and then the vamp will start up... Slow at first. Under the dialogue. Innocently strumming along. Maybe you didn't even notice it at first. Then suddenly TELL EVERYBODY I'M ON MY WAY-

Fucking fuck! Get the hell outta here Phil, I'm tryna watch the damn movie!

This was also the first time I ever watched a movie and felt manipulated. 9 year old Ray hit the twist in the third act and was *not happy*.

The sad music, the high-angled panning around shot... AND FUCKING PHIL RIGHT THERE IN MY DAMN EAR. I knew I was being made to feel sad on purpose and little Ray was fucking pissed! When your audience of literal children can tell you're manipulating them, the wheels are falling off. This is a bum story beat in a bum narrative. Even thinking about it now is makin' me mad!

Ugh. I don't know why Brother Bear is winning that poll. Well, actually I do. It's because this website is populated by literal children who weren't even born when this movie came out so they don't know any better. I thought it would probably win but I never could have predicted how many people have such fond memories of it. Or how vocal they would be about it in the tags on my poll.

Woof. Thanks for the ask.

[fitrahgolden]

Something That Digs At Us: 5 - You'll act as a clever medicine

[NOTE: Truly, nothing is happening in this story, besides maybe some character development, it seems. My apologies.]

“Ah, he lives. I remembered having a brother–and a best man–but then he disappeared, and I thought perhaps it was all a dream.”

Anthony kissed Daphne on the cheek as she stepped back to let him into her house. “I’m sorry, Daph,” he said as he handed the bouquet he was holding out to her. “These are for you.”

Daphne’s teasing smirk turned into a genuine smile as she took the flowers. “Aw, all is forgiven–as long as these don’t come with a lecture on each flower’s origin and every meaning they have in different cultures and–”

“They are just pretty flowers for my sister. I promise.” Anthony laughed.

As Anthony moved to sit at her kitchen island, Daphne found a vase in a lower cupboard and filled it with water. “To be honest, all would have been forgiven anyway, considering why you disappeared.”

“I hardly disappeared.”

“Mmm, you did. But I’m very happy for you. Thus, forgiveness.”

Anthony’s ears went red. “Thanks,” he murmured.

“Kate’s lovely, and all reports say no one has seen you this happy in years.”

Anthony reached up to run his hand over his face. “Alright, alright.”

“Does the air smell sweeter? Are colours more vibrant? The sounds of birds chirping–”

“Aren’t I here to talk about wedding stuff?”

“Ostensibly.” Daphne grinned.

“Great. I knew this was a trap.”

“Of course it is. Simon’s intel is absolute rubbish! Kate has similarly made herself scarce, though I suppose that’s more typical of her. Anyway, Simon only knows what his mum has told him, which she only knows from Mary, who only knows from–”

“Kaveri and Edwina, I got it.”

“So…” Daphne swayed side to side, eyebrows raised.

“I don’t know what you want me to say, besides the fact that I’m definitely not coming to family dinner any time soon so I can avoid getting this seven times over all at once. Mum’s phone calls have been testing the hell out of me as it is.”

Daphne sighed, looking sympathetic. “You know it’s all from a good place. Like I said, we’re happy for you.” 

Anthony smiled at her. “I know. Thank you. Truly.”

Daphne said nothing, just looked at him expectantly. Anthony shook his head in defeat. “Fine. It’s been wonderful, slowly but surely. She’s, um… I don’t know, she’s really good for me. It feels… safe and warm whenever I’m with her. She makes me happy, simple as that. I just hope it’s the same for her. She’s not the easiest to read. And I want to take care of her in ways I don’t think she wants or needs. It’s hard. I haven’t figured out how to lo–How to navigate this yet. But, early days, right?”

If Daphne caught his slip up, she didn’t give it away, for which Anthony was thankful. Do I love her already? I mean, I fucking like the hell out her. Maybe I’m falling in love with her? I definitely want to–

“Anthony?”

“Yeah? Sorry.”

Daphne’s grin was too big, Anthony thought. “It’s very sweet.”

“Ugh, OK. If that’s enough to suffice for now–”

“Not at all, if I’m being honest.”

“Well, that's all you’re going to get, so am I leaving unless there is actual wedding business to attend to?”

“Fine.” Daphne rolled her eyes. “Come look at this bloody seating chart.”

—

Me: Hey. Can I come by and take you to lunch?

Kit: Oof, I’ve had it already. Off in 2 hours.

Me: Damn, OK. I need to get more familiar with your schedule.

Kit: It’s fine.

Me: Early dinner?

Kit: I promised Amma I’d show my face at hers so everyone knows I’m alive. I’ll let you know when I’m home and you can come across the hall? I want to be at mine tonight.

Anthony pouted like a damn child. He wanted to see her before then.

Me: Yes, please. What’s been keeping you away from your family?

Kit: A nuisance who can’t stop talking about plants and thinks everything I draw is him.

Me: Ugh, what an arsehole.

Kit: Tell me about it.

—

Anthony found himself sitting in a cafe across the street from Kate’s book binding shop. He’d settled next to the large windows, plenty of light for him to make some sketches based on his latest observation trip. The urge to surprise Kate by dropping by her work with a pastry from the cafe had brought him there, but he had to stop himself from actually following through. “I don’t like surprises.” He’d tried his best to respect that even since their first date. If he was being honest with himself, it wasn’t always easy. He thought back to his conversation with Daphne. He loved grand gestures and spur of the moment expressions of affection. He’d never felt for anyone what he felt for Kate, so the tendency to want to do those things was stronger than he’d ever felt. But even stronger was his desire to be Kate’s safe space, someone she could trust unconditionally. So, he wanted to love her the way that she needed to be loved. Again with this? Love? Where was that coming from? He knew exactly where it was coming from, of course. But he needed to put that away for now. He’d know when the time was right to bring it back out.

Me: Hey. I know you’re off soon. I’m nearby. Is it OK if I come by? Just want to say hi.

Anthony tried to turn his attention back to his sketchbook–the one Kate made for him–but his pencil didn’t move while he waited to see if she would respond.

Kit: Yeah, OK. That’d be nice.

Anthony jumped up, put his sketchbook in his bag, and made his way to the counter to get an almond croissant. He practically skipped across the street to Dedicated Parchment and opened the door, causing the overhead bell to ring. Within a few seconds, a man appeared with a bright, attractive smile.

“Hiya. Welcome in.”

“Thanks.”

“I’m Will. Do you have an appointment?”

“No, um–”

“He’s here for me, Will.”

Anthony’s heart stuttered at Kate’s voice and his eyes shifted over to her as she rounded the corner, hair pulled up into a neat bun, wearing a royal blue apron. All he saw below the apron were her bare legs, so she must have been shorts. Anthony was too busy cataloguing everything she was and wasn’t wearing to notice Will looking between him and Kate with a knowing smirk.

“Ah, you’re Anthony.”

Anthony blinked and looked back at Will. “Right, yes.” Anthony extended his arm to shake Will’s hand since this started to feel like a proper introduction. “Anthony Bridgerton.”

Will smiled good-naturedly, shaking Anthony’s hand. “Will Mondrich. Kate may have mentioned you a time or two. I’ll give you guys a moment.”

Kate rolled her eyes as she shared a look with Will. He patted her on the shoulder on his way back around the corner. Kate turned her attention to Anthony and approached. “Hi.”

“Hey.”

She looked down at the bag in his hand and looked back up at him expectantly. “That for me?”

“Yes.” Kate reached for it, but Anthony put the bag behind his back, leaned forward, and murmured, “This is for you, too.” He kissed her as she laughed, kissing him back as she reached around him and grabbed the bag anyway.

“Thank you. For both.”

Anthony smiled down at her before taking in the space around them. Sample books lining bookshelves, various colours and textures of fabrics on display, stationary show awards hanging behind the customer service desk–and Newton on a dog bed in the corner, vest on, ready for action. “Oh! Hi, there.” Seeing Newton and looking back at Kate caused him to notice she wasn’t wearing her jewellery. “No necklace or ring?” His thumb ran over the finger where the ring usually sat.

Kate shook her head. “We can’t wear jewellery in the studio. Or, at least, we shouldn’t. There’s a lot of machinery in there. Best practice is to not wear anything that dangles or can get caught.”

“Mmm.” Anthony looked down at her decolletage, realising he almost never saw it bare. He rather liked how the necklace hung above her cleavage, but any part of her body unadorned was a very pleasing sight.

“So, by ‘nearby’ you meant…”

Anthony looked sheepish as he admitted, “...sitting across the street, yeah.”

Kate reached up and cupped his cheek, rubbing his stubble with her thumb as she whispered sweetly, “Silly.” She gave him a quick peck on the lips. “I need to finish up here and head to Amma’s.”

“OK.” Anthony leaned back in for another kiss. Kate obliged, giggling.

“Really, Anthony.”

“Mmhmm,” Anthony moaned against her mouth.

“I’ll see you tonight,” Kate said softly, still not pulling away.

“Can’t wait.” Anthony cupped the back of her neck.

“You’re making that very clear.” She allowed one more kiss before pushing him back.

Anthony exhaled slowly before landing a quick kiss on her temple before she could think to stop him. “Bye.”

—

Kate walked down the hall towards her flat, forcing herself to slow down to a leisurely pace. Ever responsive, Newton matched her speed. She was more keen to get to Anthony’s door than she wanted to admit. Lately, she found herself thinking about her past relationships–or attempts at relationships. Had they gotten this far before? Not in terms of physical intimacy. To that question, the answer was obviously no. The more important question was, had she ever felt like she was approaching this place, this person around whom she could let down all her defences, be unafraid to ask for what she wanted, what she needed, and confidently turn down what she didn’t want?

She’d felt Anthony was special for a long time. So far, he was living up to that gut feeling she’d had ever since Simon told her one of his uni friends was moving into her building and they met when Simon was helping Anthony with his boxes one afternoon.

No. She was sure no one had gotten this close before. But how much longer could something this good last? She shook the thoughts out of her head as she released the locks on her door before turning towards Anthony’s flat. She’d think more about that later, preferably with her therapist. Right now, all she needed was Anthony.

Kate knocked and Anthony opened the door pretty much immediately. She raised an eyebrow. “Waiting with bated breath, were you?”

“Yes.” Anthony smiled and there was hardly a hint of jest in his answer. “How was dinner?”

“Really nice. And now that I’ve provided proof of life, I am free to hole up in my flat again for the time being.”

Anthony leaned against the doorjamb and Kate’s skin warmed immediately. He reached out and ran his fingers underneath the chain that was back around her neck. “Mmm. Want company?”

“Very much so, yes. Do you know anyone?”

Kate backed up as Anthony entered the hallway, turning back briefly to lock his door. He said nothing as he stalked closer until Kate felt her back hit her door. “Oh, did you mean you?” There was a big difference between sounding breezy and sounding breathless. While Kate was aiming for the former, she definitely landed squarely on the latter.

Anthony kissed her so roughly that she yelped. “Can I come in?”

Kate truly felt defenceless when Anthony sounded like this, voice pitched low, raw and wanting. She nodded as best as she could without taking her lips off his and Anthony turned the door handle and they stumbled inside. Unbothered, Newton sauntered past them and headed towards his bed in the corner of the living room. Kate spared a thought to mentally pat herself on the back for feeding him right before she left her family and taking a turn around the block before coming inside.

Her capacity for any non-Anthony thoughts quickly dwindled to zero as he hauled up against her door as he deftly engaged the locks without looking. Kate released a sigh into his mouth. He was so considerate, even in these circumstances.

Anthony carried her into the closest room–her kitchen–and sat her down on the counter. “I missed you,” he whispered before he pulled her shirt over her head.

“I can relate.” Kate’s head fell back as Anthony kissed his way down to the waistband of her shorts.

“Can you, Kit? How about I show you how much I missed you, and then you can decide.” Anthony dropped to his knees as he tugged her shorts and underwear down in one swift move.

“OK,” Kate panted. Anthony wasted no time, lifting one of her legs over his shoulder before splaying a hand across her belly and burying his tongue inside of her. “Shit. Yeah, I’ll let you know.”

—

“Anthony?” Kate was staring up at the ceiling, the thoughts from earlier whirling around in her head. The room had been silent for a while, but she knew he was still awake because he was spinning her worry ring as it sat on her finger.

“Hmm?”

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For texting before you visited me at work today.”

He shrugged and kissed her chest. “Of course, Kit.”

Kate was sure Anthony didn’t understand what it meant to her. No one before him would have said, “Of course.”

—

[aesopsbaby]

Hi and happy new year! I would like to request the new years match up headcanons from you(I always love your writing so I couldn’t resist) the fandoms I would like to see are genshin impact and danganronpa(specifically 2)

As you have seen before; I have short blonde hair with green eyes and pale ivory skin; I wear grunge aesthetic clothing and I’m 5’5’’

I have an ISTP personality type; “ISTP indicates a person who is energized by time spent alone (Introverted), who focuses on facts and details rather than ideas and concepts (Sensing), who makes decisions based on logic and reason (Thinking) and who prefers to be spontaneous and flexible rather than planned and organized (Perceiving).” from google; and I feel like it fits well.

I like art and reading, I enjoy horror movies and games, I enjoy nature and doing photography for it, I also enjoy free writing

I’m not a fan of unnecessarily loud people and crowds, I don’t like pop music(like the new stuff coming out) I like the old 80’s and 90’s goth stuff and grunge music in general.

My pronouns are any, but mainly she/ her, and I’m panromantic but my preferred gender is Male(to the match up)

bye and happy new year

Helloooo and happy new year to you too! :D IM ACTUALLY SO HAPPY YOU LOVE MY WRITINGS <,3 It mean alot to me to hear that! I'll add a third matchup and,,,I'll be going with BSD if that's alright! ^^ hope you'll enjoy this!!

I tried not to use the same characters as previous matchup!

I match you up with:

Genshin Impact: Diluc Ragnvindr

Danganronpa: Korekiyo Shinguji

Bungou Stray Dogs: Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Hcs/reason for chosen characters:

Diluc-> A secluded man that chooses to show his affections through actions more than words! Knowing that you'd rather spend your time alone and in silence, Diluc will occasionally show up to leave gifts for you. A silent act of service, as if to tell you that he cares for you dearly. You'll find a plate with food left on your desk and a small letter telling you to take a break for a little <3 Diluc shows his affection through actions and it'd be hard to pick up on sometimes,,,but just know he loves you alot!!

Diluc despise crowds as well so most of the time, you'll find yourself spending the time in his embrace as he works through paperworks. And other times, its just the both of you holding onto each other, only the soft humming of your heartbeats and soft breathes could be heard. Both of you content with just spending time like this as the sun goes down <3

Korekiyo-> Another man that much rather prefers the quiet and gentle nature of silence. Being with him, you're bound to receive a large amount of compliments every day! You'd wake up to him caressing the side of your face and smiling fondly at you with so much love in his eyes, pressing a chaste kiss on your forehead before muttering; "Good morning, love." ♡ He's one to compliment your photography skills and may even give you some advice sometimes! He adores that you're capturing the beauty of nature <33

Fyodor-> Fyodor, being the closed off man he is, it'll be hard to understand what exactly he's feeling since he doesn't express himself much. However!! He'll be smooth with his words when it's concerning you, tone laced with adoration as it's directed towards you and only you.

Fyodor will be protective over you, it's in his nature. So expect to be pampered by him occasionally, gifts and small acts of affection through hand holdings and hugs from behind. He'd creep up on you and wrap his hand around your waist, placing his head into the crook of your neck, this way he kills two birds with one stone as he gets to be close with you and also warm his cold hands <33

Fyodor also dislikes loud environment so he'll definitely love to spend quiet time with you, indulging in your hobbies and even taking the time to listen to you talk about what you love! He knows a thing or two about books so he'd be more than happy to share with you some of his recommendations!

Songs that remind me of your match up:

Diluc:

Korekiyo:

Fyodor:

[nekomarubiomic]

I'll come see you here, it will be easier. Apologies in advance for the errors and the slowness of the responses because English is not my mother tongue. But I do my best, fortunately dictionaries and translators exist otherwise I would be lost.

I understand you on Star Wars because since Disney, it's horrible. It destroyed me because it was such an important world to me. Even what he created, Disney is not even capable of understanding it. It's just been horrible for so many years.

For Burton, it's the same. I like his work but indeed for a long time it has been aimless and sparkling. And I won't talk about Wesnesday. This could have been a masterclass but no, just a trick and the worst thing is that it doesn't work. It's even called as a cult series now.

I don't know what to think of this system.The world of American cinema has been lost for almost 20 years now. This is so sad.

Hey, it's alright, I do think your English is pretty good, and regardless of whether or not you're from France or a French-speaking nation, I'm confident you'll keep up with me, no problem there.

Incidentally, I stumbled upon a bit of plot summary for Beetlejuice 2, in case you're wondering, so here it goes:

"After an unexpected family tragedy, three generations of the Deetz family return to the small Vermont town of Winter River. Paranormal empath, Lydia Deetz, begins to see the lecherous demon Beetlejuice, who haunted her as a teenager. His plans to finally marry Lydia are given extra urgency when his dead wife comes to life and begins to stalk the Afterlife hunting for him. Meanwhile, Lydia’s teenage daughter embarks on a romance with a local teen."

Personally, I'm not sure what to expect of it, just mildly curious st best. Again, my expectations are so low at this point, I'm afraid of seeing all the usual Hollywood cliché in the mix, but time will tell if it ends up being crap or not. I know they're working off a story idea by the Dark Shadows writer, hence why my expectations are relatively low at this point.

Yeah, Wednesday is not a real cult TV show in my eyes as well. I think it's an overhyped Harry Potter clone, with some decent acting and atmosphere, but writing-wise, it's a whole different story, let's out it this way. Speaking of which, what were some of the things that made you cringe about the show? Is it the Gen-Z style humour at places randomly, or just story and execution?

If by American cinema you refer to Hollywood and not just independent work, then yeah, it lost me for over 15 years now, by this point in time. Most of it comes from the corporate-instituted ESG and DEI mantra that's harming the industry to the core, and if election season turns sour for certain people, there will a crap tone of stuff that will be forced down towards audiences, and I highly doubt they'll recover from those blunders. Good for them, as they deserved it, it's all their own fault.

I hope you're talking about the Walt Disney Company there, not the man himself, namely Walt Disney. The Disney corporation, under Bob Iger's leadership, the entire company and its subsidiaries have been run into the ground. That's mostly the result of ESG bring implemented there, and in other Hollywood studios as well. It's only going to get potentially worst after this year's elections in the United States, but I don't care and won't bother with most of that crap either way.

So anyway, would you tell me how did you find Beetlejuice, and what made you become a fan of the Beetlejuice/Lydia pairing in the first place? Was it their cartoon and then the movie, how did this happen?

[luhcifermuses]

━━ ⟢ ( 𝕄𝕀𝕃𝕆 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝕂𝕀𝔸ℝ𝔸 ) a playlist

A PLAYLIST BASED ON MILO AND KIARA'S DYNAMIC

EAT YOUR YOUNG HOZIER

I'm starving, darling Let me put my lips to something Let me wrap my teeth around the world Start carving, darling I wanna smell the dinner cooking I wanna feel the edges start to burn Honey, I wanna race you to the table If you hesitate, the getting is gone I won't lie, if there's something to be gained There's money to be made, whatever's still to come

MY EX'S BEST FRIEND MACHINE GUN KELLY

You know my ex, so that makes it all feel complicated, yeah (It all seems complicated) I read those texts that you sent to yours But I'll never say it, yeah (I'll never say-) You walked in my life at 2:00 a.m. 'Cause my boy's new girl is your best friend Act like you don't see me, we'll play pretend Your eyes already told me what you never said Now we're in the back seat of the black car going home When she asked me, "Is it wrong if I come up with you?" We're both drunk on the elevator When I kissed you for the first time in New York City, uh

TEENAGE DIRTBAG OFFSPRING

Man I feel like mould It's prom night and I am lonely Lo and behold she's walking over to me This must be fake my lip starts to shake How does she know who I am? And why does she give a damn about me? I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden baby Come with me Friday, don't say maybe I'm just a teenage dirt bag baby like you Oh yeah dirt bag No she doesn't know what she's missing

FROM EDEN HOZIER

To the strand a picnic plan for you and me A rope in hand for your other man to hang from a tree Honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door

OCEAN EYES BILLIE EILLISH

I've been watchin' you for some time Can't stop starin' at those ocean eyes Burning cities and napalm skies Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes Your ocean eyes No fair You really know how to make me cry When you gimme those ocean eyes I'm scared I've never fallen from quite this high Fallin' into your ocean eyes Those ocean eyes

WHEN THE PARTY IS OVER BILLIE EILLISH

Don't you know I'm no good for you? I've learned to lose you, can't afford to Tore my shirt to stop you bleedin' But nothin' ever stops you leavin' Quiet when I'm comin' home and I'm on my own I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that Don't you know too much already? I'll only hurt you if you let me Call me friend but keep me closer (call me back) And I'll call you when the party's over

WHAT KIND OF MAN FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE

And with one kiss You inspired a fire of devotion that lasts for twenty years What kind of man loves like this? To let me dangle at a cruel angle Oh, my feet don't touch the floor Sometimes you're half in and then you're half out But you never close the door

SWEET TALK SAINT MOTEL

Oh, when you laugh I forgive that it's about me But it's alright Yeah, 'cause being your punchline Still is something Yeah, well, I'm not scared I'm not going nowhere Yeah, you might want me to drop dead But I don't even care Sweet talk Everything you say It sounds like Sweet talk to my ears You could yell "Piss off! Won't you stay away?" It'd still be Sweet talk to my ears

DOOMSDAY LIZZY MCALPINE

Pull the plug, make it painless I don't want a violent end Don't say that you'll always love me 'Cause you know I'd bleed myself dry for you over and over again Doomsday is close at hand I'll book the marching band to play as you speak I'll feel like throwing up You'll sit and stare like a goddamn machine

END GAME TAYLOR SWIFT

Big reputation, big reputation Ooh, you and me, we got big reputations, ah And you heard about me, ooh I got some big enemies (yeah) Big reputation, big reputation Ooh, you and me, we'd be a big conversation, ah And I heard about you, ooh (yeah) You like the bad ones too

CALL YOUR MOM NOAH KAHAN

Oh, you're spiralin' again The moment right before it ends, you're most afraid of But, don't you cancel any plans 'Cause I won't let you get the chance to never make them Stayed on the line with you the entire night 'Til you let it out and let it in Don't let this darkness fool you All lights turned off can be turned on I'll drive, I'll drive all night I'll call your mom

GIBSON GIRL ETHEL CAIN

You wanna love me right now You wanna get alone with me You wanna get my clothes off And hurt me You came alone to me From however far away Asking me to know how I know You're all the same Black leather and dark glasses Pourin' another while I shake my ass He's cold-blooded so it takes more time to bleed Obsession with the money, addicted to the drugs Says he's in love with my body, that's why he's fucking it up And then he says to me "Baby, if it feels good, then it can't be bad"

MR LOVERMAN RICKY MONTGOMERY

I've got this shake in my legs Shaking the thoughts from my head But who put these waves in the door? I crack and out I pour I'm Mr. Loverman And I miss my lover, man I'm Mr. Loverman Oh, and I miss my lover The ways in which you talk to me Have me wishin' I were gone The ways that you say my name Have me runnin' on and on

GOLDEN HARRY STYLES

You're so golden You're so golden I'm out of my head And I know that you're scared Because hearts get broken I don't wanna be alone I don't wanna be alone When it ends Don't wanna let you know I don't wanna be alone But I, I can feel it take a hold (I can feel it take a hold) I can feel you take control (I can feel you take control) Of who I am and all I've ever known Loving you's the antidote

LOVER, PLEASE STAY NOTHING BUT THIEVES

Lover, I know you're weary Eyes are tired from the night Lover, come to the kitchen floor Tiles are cold, so am I So take from me What you want, what you need Take from me, whatever you want, whatever you need But lover, please stay with me Lover, I feel your sorrow Pouring out of your skin

YOU KNOW ME TOO WELL NOTHING BUT THIEVES

Summer was long And it's suffocating when you're alone I gave you a call Baby, I could come by, help forget it all 'Cause in this sticky weather, oh, it's really hard to sleep As you know all too well And when we get together, oh, you make me feel so cheap But I can't help myself Filthy impetuous soul I wanna give it to you Oh, just to see what you’d do 'Cause I'm so drunk on you

CAMDEN GRACIE ABRAMS

I never said it, but I know that I Can't picture anything past 25 Not like I care to know the time and Not like I'm looking for that silence Self diagnosing 'til I'm borderline I'll do whatever helps to sleep at night Until I'm feeling like an island Until I'm strong enough to hide it What was I thinking looking for a sign? As if I've ever seen the stars align Somebody take over the drive and Somebody notice how I'm trying

GIMME LOVE JOJI

Swing around front, let me inside Playin' my song into my sides It hurts, I can't lie Remember those times I fought to get out? I want to get out Those pictures so clear, the fade in my mind You leavin' me here with ashes and fire These people don't heal, these people don't feel These people aren't real, so make me this deal Won't you?

CHURCH CHASE ATLANTIC

I'm about to take you back to church (back to church, baby) Well, tell me your confessions, baby, what's the worst? Yeah (yeah, what's the worst?) Baptise in your thighs 'til it hurts (you know it hurts) 'Cause I'm about to take you back to church (oh yeah) I'll keep you up until the sunset Speaking in tongues, yeah, we ain't done yet, yeah Don't take my verses out of context (yeah) I know it's weighing on your conscience

BROOKLYN BABY LANA DEL REY

They say I'm too young to love you I don't know what I need They think I don't understand The freedom land of the seventies I think I'm too cool to know ya You say I'm like the ice, I freeze I'm churnin' out novels like Beat poetry on Amphetamines I say

[dragondemoness]

O im like this idea too can you do that with Danganronpa 2 cast well since the bunny is sentient after the bunny see the cast protecting s/o the bunny fully accepted them as reader partner and gift them a little gift hugs them as a thank you and say to the cast to take good care of his best friend forever and the bunny say to give them to they future children so they could protect them too just like he did for y/n headcanons

And so concludes the DR2 portion of the Ultimate Cuteness Series

This part of the series was a lot of fun to write! One game down, two to go

A Hopeful Future - DR2 Cast x Ultimate Cuteness Final Part

Ten years later.

At this moment, you're standing on the balcony of your nice house beside your significant other, who you married five years earlier and had a child with. Maybe another. 

At your plush bunny's request, you passed it down to your child. You gave it to them on the night of their birth, and the two of them have been attached to each other ever since.

You couldn't help but tear up at the sight. It reminded you of when your grandma gave you the bunny when you were a small child.

You've been attached to it ever since, and it was just as attached to you.

But now, it was time to let it go.

Of course, that didn't mean the Bunny ever stopped caring for you. Sometimes, while you sat down, it would sit beside you in its larger form with its arm wrapped around you.

Speaking of, it liked to transform into a large rabbit to play with your children.

It held the baby when they were born, being as careful as possible, to not accidentally injure them. When the baby made eye contact with the Bunny, it instantly knew that it wanted to protect this child with its life, just like it did for you. It basically became their third parent.

It had the ability to shapeshift, so it could make itself less scary and just a large rabbit. It only made itself look like a monster when it was angry.

It basically acted as the family's bodyguard.

And it was the perfect bodyguard, too. It was very hard to damage, it had the ability to change forms, and after spending so many years with your significant other, it learned how to use their talent.

It was basically untouchable.

Back to the present, you were now living with your significant other in a cozy cottage far away from civilization. You always dreamed of living in a cottage, with a sandy area out front, in the forest, with a pond and animals nearby. You always loved the aesthetic of it.

Noticing that you're lost in thought, your spouse gets your attention by placing your hand on your back. 

"Hey, you alright?"

You nod before turning and staring at the sunset with a pensive expression.

"Just thinking about how we got here, is all. Kind of strange to think about, don't you think?"

They mirror you and watch the sunset as well. 

Then they breathe in and speak.

Hajime Hinata 

"It is funny to think about. At first, I had no idea what your talent meant. But now, I'm married to you."

Despite his lack of talent, he found a simple 9-5 job in the city, which was enough to support your family

You only had one child, a son

He had Hajime's eyes, and your hair color

And of course, his glorious ahoge

And they had traits from both of you

Hajime is a family man

He's really great at parenting

Your child loves and looks up to him

The Bunny treats him like a brother

Sometimes, you'll catch it giving him noogies in its larger form while he acts irritated

Hajime isn't much different than he used to be

He did loosen up a little bit, but he does still worry about things

Good thing you're there to help him

He is very sweet with you, just like he was when he was your boyfriend

He leans in closer and gives you a kiss on the cheek

"I'm really glad we met."

Then he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you in close, and the two of you watched the sunset together

Nagito Komaeda 

"Heh, yeah it is a little strange to think about. But it's still hopeful nonetheless."

With his luck, he won a lot of lotteries, which got him all the money he needed to support you

You had a daughter together

She had your eyes, and Nagito's hair

She had Nagito's generally carefree nature, and a bit of your shyness

She was your little angel

Nagito's not as obsessive about hope as he used to be, but he does still believe in it

He doesn't force it onto your daughter, but he does encourage it

He is such a sweet dad and husband

If you thought he worshipped you, oh boy

He treats the child like a deity, similar to you

He's not creepy about it tho

He might struggle with discipline though

The Bunny makes sure he doesn't coddle them too much

He smiles and gives you a kiss on the head before pulling you in close

"You are my hope."

Kazuichi Soda 

"Yeah, it is kinda weird, isn't it? But hey, at least we're here now!"

Kazuichi got a job as a mechanic in the city

You had two children, a boy and a girl

They both had your hair and his eyes

The boy inherited your shyness, and the girl inherited his energy

Kazuichi began seeing a therapist for his self esteem trust issues and was learning how to cope with them

He still feels anxious sometimes, but he's glad to have you to help him

The Bunny likes to help him with fixing things around the cottage

They're basically like brothers

While you're sitting together, he pulls you close to him with a goofy smile

"Thanks for sticking with me."

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu 

"Yeah, it was a lot. But I'm just glad you still wanted me, even though I was a bit of a hardass."

With him being a yakuza, you don't really have to worry about money

You had a son with him

He looked more like you, but he aspired to be a yakuza like his father

Fuyuhiko doesn't know shit about being a parent, and he can be distant and standoffish on some occasions, but he does love his son

Fuyuhiko tries his best to work on his anger issues and hot temper, so he doesn't act out towards you or the kid

He still has his moments, but he tries his best

The Bunny helps to calm him down if you're not there

It still wears the tie he made for them so long ago

He still maintains his short stature, even in adulthood, so he just wraps his arm around your waist and leans against your side

"Love you."

Gundham Tanaka 

"Hm, yes. It was quite a long and taxing journey. But filled with love, nonetheless."

He found a job as a zookeeper

His coworkers found it weird that he treated the animals like gods, but he was good at his job, so they didn't say anything 

You had a daughter together

She had Gundham's hair color and your eyes

Sometimes, she thought he was funny, other times, she thought he was just plain weird

The Bunny, along with the Dark Devas, is her best friend

And it's best friends with Gundham, too

While you're sitting together, Gundham turns to you and pulls you in for a hug

"Thank you for being my loyal companion."

Teruteru Hanamura 

"Oh yeah, I remember it like it was yesterday. But boy, am I glad we ended up married!"

He got a job as a master chef in the city

He taught master classes and worked in a five star restaurant 

So he was basically raking it in 

You had a son with him

He looked like Teruteru, but acted more like you

You'd best believe he taught them to cook when they were old enough to use their hands

They learned how to use the oven at five years old thanks to him

The Bunny loves to help him cook

In the present, he wraps his arm around you and holds your hand with his free one, before turning to you with a smile

"Thanks for choosin' me, sweetheart."

Nekomaru Nidai 

"Haha, yeah! A lot happened since then! But we're here now, and we're stronger than ever!"

He got a job as a gym coach at high school

He was tough with his athletes, but he still made friends with them

The two of you had a son

Nekomaru started to train him when he turned five

Playing catch, doing push-ups, things like that

Unfortunately, the child inherited your lack of athleticism 

Nekomaru loves your son, even if he can be a bit strict

He often coaches the Bunny and has it do workouts

It's exhausting, even for a plush

The Bunny makes sure he doesn't push your son too hard

In the present, he picks you up and holds you against his chest

"I love you, (Name)! You're the strongest person I ever met!"

The Impostor 

"Yes, it is strange to think about. How we met versus where we are now. But I am very happy with how it turned out."

Given his talent, he could literally take any job he wanted

He has a number of different jobs in the city

You have one daughter

She has his hair color, and your eyes

She has most of your personality, and some of his seriousness

He has a lot to teach your daughter, and the Bunny is there to make sure he doesn't drop too much on her

While you're on the balcony together, he smiles and takes your hand

Izuru Kamakura

"Hm, it is strange. When I first approached you, I never thought I would end up here. But I am very grateful for it."

He has all the talents, so he could have any job he wants

Like the Impostor, he has a number of different jobs

You have one child

They inherited your eyes and Izuru's hair color

And yes, their hair would grow as long as his

He also has a lot to teach them, but he'll only teach them what they want to learn

In the present, he gives you a small smile and takes your hand

Chiaki Nanami 

"Hm, yeah, it is kinda weird, isn't it? We've been through a lot together, but we still stayed by each other's side."

She got a job as a video game tester

You had a son with her

He looked most like you, but he was chill like her

One of her favorite things to do is play video games with him

Better yet, you and the Bunny joined in

Best family times

In the present, she leaned on your shoulder and closed her eyes, letting out a content sigh

"Thanks for being here."

Mikan Tsumuki 

"Y-Yeah, it is a little bit s-strange to think ab-bout how we got here... B-But I'm happy, don't get m-me wrong!"

She got a job as a nurse

She had worked a little on her shyness over the years, and she doesn't stutter as much

She is still a little bit shy, but she has gotten better

You had a son and a daughter with her

She will protect them with her life

The Bunny has to make sure she doesn't coddle them too much

While she's sitting with you, she smiles and leans on your shoulder while hugging your arm

"Th-Thank you f-for loving me."

Akane Owari 

"Heh, it is weird. Never thought we'd end up married. But hey, I ain't complaining."

She found a job as a gymnastics teacher

She made friends with the people she was working with

And at home, she had a child with you, a daughter

Like Nekomaru, she also gets started on training her

And again, the Bunny has to keep an eye on Akane to make sure she doesn't go too far

On the balcony, she grins and slung her arm around your shoulder

"Thanks for bein' here. Love ya."

Hiyoko Saionji 

"Yeah, it really is. It's crazy to think about how we were back then!"

Her job was her dancing

She got paid to dance

She had matured a lot over the years

She still maintained her sassy attitude, but she acted like less of a child

And she had a daughter with you

Hiyoko really likes dancing with her

The Bunny has also joined in, because the child forced it to

On the balcony, she leans on your shoulder with a content hum

"Love you, or whatever."

Mahiru Koizumi 

"Yeah, it is kinda weird. At first I was basically stalking you, and now we're married? Crazy!"

She got a job as a professional photographer 

She posted her pictures online, and took pictures of whatever people requested

And she had a son with you

He inherited her red hair and your eyes

You'd best believe she posted a thousand pictures of him online

She loves him to death, but she won't hesitate to scold him if he did something wrong

In the present, she leans on your shoulder with a smile

"As much as I love taking pictures of you, the real thing is better. I love you."

Ibuki Mioda 

"Hmm, no! Not weird at all! Nothing about our relationship is weird!"

Joined a band and got paid to play music

She didn't wanna tour and be away from you, so she just performed at events and stuff

And you had a son and a daughter with her

She loves these two to death

She lets them do pretty much anything, and its up to you and the Bunny to keep them in check

You're gonna have to have a talk with her at some point 

But for now, she just wraps her arms around you and pulls you close

"Love you, (Name)! You're the best!"

Sonia Nevermind 

"Hm, yes, it is quite strange. At first, we were just learning about each other's talents. And now, we're spouses."

As the Ultimate Princess, she has a lot of money

Which is more than enough to support the family

You have a daughter, who looks a lot like her, but acts more like you

Sonia loves this girl to death

She spoils the shit out of her

Not too much, we don't want her to act like a spoiled rich girl

The Bunny is basically the royal guard

On the balcony, Sonia gives you a warm smile and takes your hand

"Thank you for being in my life."

Peko Pekoyama

"It is. I never thought I would be anything more than Fuyuhiko's tool. But you showed me I was more that that."

She works as a weaponsmith

She makes her own swords and sells them

You had a son, who has your hair and Peko's eyes

When he's old enough, Peko teaches them how to use a sword 

The Bunny is there to make sure he doesn't chop his or Peko's arm off

While you're sitting together, Peko smiles and holds your hand

"Thank you, young master. For everything."

While you and your significant other are having your moment, you hear the door open. You turn and see the Bunny walk onto the balcony, holding your child/children in its arms.

It walks to you and places the children on your laps, one for each. (Unless you only have one, then it sits the child in between you and your significant other.)

They smile up at you and your significant other, before snuggling up to the two of you. The Bunny sits on the other side of you on the bench.

While your significant other is playing with the child/children, you turn to your rabbit. Your best friend and lifelong partner since you were a young child.

You smile at it and it smiles back. It wraps an arm around you and you turn to look at your spouse, joyfully playing with your child/children.

You smile at them before looking ahead at the sunset, along with the rest of your family.

Life had been hard for you during your childhood, but here you are, living in the moment with your family.

And you could never be happier.

The End of the DR2 Series

And here we are! We've reached the end of the Ultimate Cuteness for the DR2 characters! There's still more work to do for the other games, but right now, one down!

Let me know what you thought of the series, or what you think of the overall series so far! I'm curious

[lacontroller1991]

Drive-In Movie (Ed Baldwin x F!Reader)

Gif and Idea by @11thstreetvigilante

Main Master List || Misc Master List

Warnings: language, infidelity, doomed marriage, fuck karen, smoking

Karen rushes into the kitchen from the back room with her hands in her hair, causing you to look at her. "What is it this time?"

"How dare he just waltz in there and ask me to a movie as if he didn't just almost die?" She tugs at strands, ruining her updo as she pulls out a cigarette and lighting it. You roll your eyes at her antics. How many times have you told her what you think only for her to shut you down.

"Karen, he made a mistake. A stupid mistake, but the poor man is tryin his best. You gotta give him that. He wants to take you to a movie for crying out loud. Go with him." Karen squints her eyes as she looks you up and down.

"Why do you always take his side? Whose friend are you anyways?" There is a very valid reason you always take his side, though no one knows.

"I don't always take his side. I'm just saying, he is trying his best, and it doesn't help when you scrutinize his every move."

"I don't have to listen to this," she shakes her head, snuffing out the cigarette and leaving the room, Danny quickly following her out. You sigh, looking into the backroom's window and noting that Ed's shoulders are slumped. Karen is right. You always take his side. For one reason and one reason only. You love him.

Grabbing two beers from the bar, you hesitantly make your way into the back, opening the door and poking your head through. "Ed? Is it alright if I come in?" He shrugs his shoulders as you quickly enter before locking the door behind you and set down a bottle of beer.

"Why does she have to act like that?" He asks, poking around his food as you tip back your own drink.

"I don't know. You gave her a scare, Baldwin. You got too reckless for someone of your prestige." He snorts, slamming his fork down.

"I'm so sick of her. I try to be the husband she wants me to be, but she never gives me a chance. I thought our marriage is worth saving, but now..." he doesn't finish his sentence, instead swinging back the beer. "It's been over for a while. We've just never admitted it."

"You can't think like that. She loves you in her own unique way, even if it doesn't always show," he shakes his head, looking down at his plate of spaghetti.

"I can't keep pretending anymore. I haven't been in love with her for a while. Sure, she'll always have a place in my heart, but now it's not any sort of romantic love. Plus, I am in love with another," you swallow thickly, trying to ignore your heart hammering in your chest. "Have been for about 2 years."

"Who is it?"

"You'll tell Karen."

"No, Ed. I wouldn't. Whatever she tells me stays with me and whatever you tell me stays with me." He chuckles, swirling the bottle of beer around before looking at you.

"How is it you always play mediator?" You shrug your shoulders, not really sure how to answer.

"Guess I'm just good at it. Nothing better to do than get into other people's business." He smiles lightly before reaching into his pocket and pulling out two tickets.

"Well, I was gonna take Karen out to see a movie, but seeing as how she doesn't want to, would you be interested?"

"Of course."

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"Beam us up, Scotty!" William Shatner's voice echoes through the speaker in the window as you and Ed watch Wrath of Khan in amusement.

"Ok, but if we had teleportation devices, everything would be so much easier," Ed comments, grabbing a handful of popcorn as you slurp down your coke, nodding along to his statement.

"Imagine if we didn't use it for space though. Imagine if we could go anywhere in the world." Ed looks over to you with a raised eyebrow.

"Where would you wanna go?" You ponder the question for a minute as your eyes focus on the movie.

"If I had to choose, I think I would want to go to Hawaii. Looks really peaceful," he nods in agreement before a comfortable silence falls over the two of you in the front seats of his corvette.

"Thank you for sticking up for me, by the way. I heard your and Karen's conversation." Thankfully, it's dark outside, easily hiding the fact that you're blushing.

"It's no problem. I'm sick of hearing her bitch about you like you're not a good guy. Sure, you've made a couple mistakes, but who hasn't? You're one of the better men out there. She should be lucky that you're her husband." You comment as Ed's head turns to you, trying to process your words.

"You think I'm a good man?"

"From what I've seen, yeah. Maybe you guys just aren't meant for each other." He sinks back into his seat reaching for the popcorn, but at the same time, you are also reaching for the popcorn. It's a split second, but yours and Ed's hands touch and a jolt of electricity pulses through the both of you. Immediately, you pull away and wrap your arms around your body, trying your damnest to ignore the way his eyes dance over your body.

"(Y/N)?"

"Hmm."

"I'm in love with you." You choke on air for a second as his words circulate in your brain.

"What? Ed? What do you mean?" Your eyes rapidly search his blown pupils for an explanation, but all you could find is adoration.

"I've known for a while that my marriage to her is over. So, instead of moping over it, I began to move on, and when I did, I started seeing you in a new light," he takes one of your hands in his, holding it like it would break. "I've been slowly falling in love with you for a while, and I'm sorry I never noticed it."

"Ed..." He cuts you off by placing his lips on yours, his hands holding your face close as his lips mold against yours. Poking his tongue out, he lightly swipes it over your bottom lip as you whimper, subconsciously opening your mouth for him to explore. His tongue dances in tandem with yours, easily winning in a battle for dominance as he traces every crevice of your mouth, committing it to memory as his hand winds around the base of your neck.

Your hands fall to his chest, feeling the way his heart beats rapidly against his vest as he lightly guides you over the console and onto his lap. After a minute, he breaks apart, looking up at you through the light of the silver screen and caressing your face gently as you try to get comfortable on his lap. "You're so beautiful."

"What does this mean?" His lips capture yours again briefly, resting his forehead against yours.

"Means I'm done with Karen. I'll cut the tie. My heart doesn't belong to her anymore. It belongs to someone else."

"Who?" You whisper breathlessly, his hands resting on your hips.

"You." And once again, Ed captures your lips with his, the movie long forgotten in the background.

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[imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl]

I Need You

A/N: This was found on Pinterest, so if you're the owner, let me know so I can give you the credits.

Pairing: Daryl Dixon X Reader

Word count: 2 K

Requested by anons: 1- I'm like super in love with a certain Daryl Dixon and I was wondering if you could write about them getting into a big argument and they like avoid eachother for a while (super angsty if you care lol) and then Carol and Rick just kinda make yall talk and it ends fluffy? 2 - Can i request a daryl x reader where the reader’s been with the group since atlanta, maybe set during when they’re at the prison?? daryl realizes he has a crush on the reader and just p a n i c s ? and just really sweet fluff????

Summary: After you almost get bit, Daryl loses his mind and lashes out on you. Tired of the constant arguments, the group finds a way to out you two together to try and fix things up.

{The Walking Dead Masterlist}

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“Yer almost got bit!” Daryl shouts, voice echoing through the prison. “Yer too damn stubborn, yer not goin’ on runs anymore.” He has his back at you as you follow him, struggling to keep his pace.

“I had everything under control.” You complain, ignoring Carol's questioning stare.

You, Daryl, and Maggie went on a run earlier today. Not too far, just to get some more formula for Judith. A walker fell from the roof, and it happened to be on a specific place Daryl told you not to go. The thing's teeth got a little too close to your arm, and Daryl shot an arrow through its head.

“Ya sure did!” He stops, turning around and pointing a finger at you. “If I weren't near ya, I'd be carryin’ ya back here with a freakin’ bite.” His voice gets louder, and you never saw Daryl so... Angry. So pissed. He's scaring you. “Or would ya have me cut her damn arm off? How does that sound?”

“Stop yelling at me!” You burst out, giving his chest a push.

“I'll stop yellin’ when ya understand how stupid and dangerous that was!” He steps forward, towering over you and you never felt so small.

“We needed those antibiotics!”

“Well, I freakin’ need ya. I need ya alive! Alive and well and breathin’.” Daryl shouts, right at your face. But the moment the words come out, he stops, stepping back. He seems confused, taken aback by something. “Screw that, I need a break from savin’ yer ass.” And then, he leaves, walking fast.

Huffing, you turn around, going to your cell.

You take the longest shower you can, washing the sweat and all the disgusting things the dead left on your skin. But most of the time, you were already done, dressed, and dried. You just wanted to be away from everyone. But eventually, you have to walk out. And of course, Carol finds you on your way back to your cell.

“(Y/N), I–”

“Daryl is such an asshole.” You say cutting her off and dropping on bed. “Did you see that? Did you see how he yelled at me? As if he has the right to do so.” Getting back up you pace around.

“I just think–”

“You know what? He can go to hell.” Throwing both hands in the air, you complain. “He and his crossbow, and-and his super hot stare and the stupid angel wings vest. And the bike too. All it. Straight to hell!”

“Aren't you just–”

“Uhg! Damn it.” Crossing your arms, you sigh. “Did you hear him forbidding me to go on runs?” With your hands now on your hips, you stare at Carol. “As if! Who the hell does he think he is? My boyfriend? To hell with him.”

“Will you let me talk?”

“Sure, go ahead.” Shrugging your shoulders, you nod.

But she doesn't say anything, she just takes a deep breath and shakes her head lightly. “Look, why don't you calm down first, and then we talk.” Carol gestured at the bed and you sit down, sighing. “Good... Try to relax and deal with it after a good night's sleep.”

“I could sleep a thousand years and I'd still be mad at Daryl.” You mutter as she leaves, lying on your back with your eyes closed.

You don't know where all this anger comes from, but it's always there, waiting to flow out. You do care about him, maybe too much, but it doesn't mean he gets to yell and boss you around like that. “Asshole!” You shout one last time, arms crossing as you drown in anger.

“I saw it,” Daryl exclaims, pacing around the guard tower, breathing and talking fast. “I saw her dyin’. I saw that thing bitin’ her, tearin’ her flesh.”

“She's fine, Daryl. You don't have to keep thinking about it.” Rick tries to calm him down, both hands raised at the archer.

“No, ya don't understand.” It's useless though. Daryl is a mess. He got into the shower as soon as (Y/N) got out, rubbing the walker's blood out of his skin. But after that, he went straight to Rick because he needs to vent. He needs to yell and understand why he feels so damn scared.

Why he feels like a switch was turned on, lighting up something that was there all along, but only now was brought to light.

Losing anyone from his group, from his family would hurt bad.

But he just found out that losing her would be far worse.

“I her dyin’, man.” He slows down, both hands on his head. “I saw her dyin’ and–”

“You love her.”

“What the hell, Rick?” He snaps, a hand violently gesturing at his friend.

“You might not want to admit it, but it's true. You know it.” Rick nods, a hand casually resenting on his holster. “We all know it since Atlanta. She loves you too.”

Daryl grunts, turning his back at Rick. “Yer crazy. And so is she.”

“You should sit and talk like civilized people.”

“I ain't gonna talk to her. Crazy chick.” He mutters, grabbing his crossbow a bit tighter. “She ain't goin’ on runs anymore. At least not without me.”

“Daryl–”

“Gotta go.” The archer cuts him off, leaving the guard tower at a fast pace.

He didn't like the ideas Rick put in his head.

“Rick wants to make a room for Carl and Judith on the second floor,” Carol says as you climb the stairs next to her. “So we're cleaning up the cells.”

“Alright.” You don't really want to help. Not today at least. The nap you took didn't help much with the last issue, and you're considering going out tomorrow, just to clear your head a bit. “What do you need me to do?”

“We're just setting things up.”

“Mmm.” You mutter, running a hand through your hair as you follow her pace. Carol takes you to the very back of the corridor, to a pretty isolated cell. “You gonna put the kids here? This cell sucks. It's too–” You stop talking when you see Daryl inside, eyes-rolling. “Look, I won't help if he helps.” It sounds childish, but you don't care. You're far too pissed at the man to be near him.

“Look, I don't care if you guys argued.” Rick walks over you, friendly touching your arm. “You two just have to get your shkt together.” And you're suddenly pushed, almost stumbling inside the cell.

“What the hell?” You shout, but the moment you move, Rick pulls the bars close locking you inside. “Rick, drop it. I'm not joking.” Holding the bars, you shoot him and Carol an angry stare. “Open up.”

“There are blankets and dinner will be brought to you,” Carol says, arms crossed. “We did that because it's the only way to force you guys to talk.”

“Yeah. You'll have the whole night to figure out whatever has you both always at each other's throat.” Rick adds, sliding the key into his pocket. “Have a nice time.”

And like that, both jerks leave, talking something you can't hear. Sighing, you lay your forehead on the cold metal bars, not wanting to look at your company for the night.

“Yer can take the bed.” He says after a while.

“Obviously.” You're quick to snap. “It's your fault we're here in the first place.”

“How's that?”

“If you didn't come back from the run making a hell of a show about something that didn't even happen, we wouldn't be locked up in here.” Turning around, with both hands on your hips, you stare at him.

“If ya had listened to me, ya wouldn't have–”

“And why in the hell do I have to listen to you, Dixon? I know my way out there as well as you do.”

“ ‘Cause I jus’ wanna keep ya safe.” He's yelling again, stepping forward.

“Stop acting like I mean anything to you!” With a finger on his face, you move closer to him. You wish you could look intimidating, but being so small, that's very difficult.

“Maybe ya do mean somethin’ ta’ me! How could ya know that if ya never ask!”

“Well, I–” The answer is cut short when your furious brain processes what he just said. Furrowing your eyebrows together, you shrug your shoulders. “What do you mean?”

“Nothin’.”

“Daryl, what do you mean?” Raising your voice again, you follow him as he moves further into the cell. “What would you answer if I ask?”

“I ain't gonna answer.”

“Daryl–”

“I ain't gonna answer!” He shouts again, turning around to look at you.

Taking a deep breath, you sit on the edge of the bed, folding a leg under you. “Do you hate me?”

“What?”

“Do you hate me, Daryl?” Your voice is lower now because you do want to know.

He remains silent for a while, those blue eyes locked on yours. “No.”

“Then why–”

“I can't lose ya.” He bursts out, eyes now looking at the floor. “At that moment back there, I... I saw it happenin’. I saw ya dyin’, and I... I can't lose ya. I can't see ya gettin’ hurt.”

His voice is so low you can barely hear it. You've never seen Daryl so... Scared. Vulnerable. “You can't protect me all the time, Daryl. Accidents happen.”

“I can. I can keep ya safe if ya listen to me.” You're about to protest when Daryl comes to sit next to you, eyes on the wall across the cell. “I know ya can survive out there. But my mind works in a thousand different ways ta’ get stuff done without anyone gettin’ hurt. I need ya ta’ trust me. Ta’ believe I can keep ya safe.”

“But I need you to believe me too. To believe I can do this.” Turning your body towards him, you friendly touches his arm. “Daryl, I... I like you... A lot. And I admire you, I trust you. You taught me so much and I need you to trust me. I promise I'll be more careful, but I need you to–”

“Don't go out there without me.” He suddenly says, voice heavy. “I trust ya. Yer brave and strong. But if ya go out there and I can't keep my eyes on ya... I'll lose my damn mind.”

“Alright.” Nodding, you sigh, smiling a little. “Just don't yell at me again, Daryl Dixon.”

“Yer almost died and I... Damn it, (Y/N), –”

“I like you too, Dixon.” Standing up to your feet, you smile, looking down at him. “You don't have to say if you don't want to, just... Let's get this over with. The world is a freaking mess and if you like me and I like you we should be together.” You can't believe you're saying this, after so long. But it feels good. You feel good, secure. “Just let me know what you want.”

“Ya.”

“Me?”

“Yeah.” He nods, blue eyes locked on yours.

“Alright.” Mirroring his head movement, you clear your throat, cheeks burning. After a few seconds of silence, you walk to the bars. “RICK! CAROL! Daryl and I are dating now, can we go?” You yell, and the low chattering downstairs goes silent.

“Would it be so bad ta' stay locked in here with me for a night?” Daryl asks, and you turn around, biting your lip to hold back a smile.

“Absolutely not.” Shrugging your shoulders, you slowly move to the bed, climbing on and lying down. “I'm actually sleepy and it's cold so it'll be nice to have someone to warm me up at night.”

“Don't push it.”

“I'm not.�� Giggling, you feel as he lies down, close enough so his shoulder is touching your back. “Night, D. It was good to sort things out with you.”

“Good night, pretty girl.” He mutters and you smile, eyes closing and sleep easily overcoming you, thanks to the amazing feeling of having Daryl lying next to you.