#maybe this wil stay in the drafts

[little-lillypad]

i’m dreaming (of a white christmas)

a/n: first agere fic let’s go! This one is a draft- but it’s still so fun! Enjoy!

warnings: little!reader, cg! Wilma, cute stuff- literally that’s it

who; cg!wilma x little!reader

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“Mama! wook!” you exclaimed to the barely conscious women in the bed next to you as you shoot out of the bed. Running up to the window, pulling open the curtains and squealing in excitement at the white fluff on the ground. Wilma groaned at the added light in the early morning.

“Baby, please close them?” she asks as she placed a pillow over her head.

“buht mama, wou din wook!” You whined as you went back to the bed and tried to pat at the pillow, signaling to her to take it away. “pease wook.” You said as she took the pillow off her face to see you with a slight pout adorning your features.

Wilma took a moment to look at you. She loved you so much. Big or little. Tired or hyper. Sad or happy. She would always love you, no matter what.

Placing a hand on your cheek and rubbing, she smiles at you and nods. “You’re right hun, I’m sorry. Show me what’s going on,” she said as she sat up from her lying position, quickly being dragged by you over to the window. Her eyes widening as she looked at how much there was of-

“Snow!” You exclaimed as you jumped up and down. You quickly let go of Wilma’s hand to press your face up against the glass, giggling at the cold touch of the object. “tan we go ouwsid?” You asks as you wrapped your arms around her and gave her a small pout, trying to make your ask possible.

Wilma smiled down at you as she ran her hand through your hair and kissed your forehead. “Maybe, depends on how cold it is.” And how high the snow is. She’d have to talk to Wil about that and how to get out of here if needed. The snow kept falling and nothing was going to help the driveway from being clear. “Let’s go downstairs and see if Aidan and Wil are awake yeah? If so we can talk to them about it, yeah?”

“Yeah!” You exclaimed as you squirmed out of her embrace and ran to the bedroom door, swinging it open and getting ready to run down the hall and steps, to be stopped by Wilma picking you up and carrying down stairs. “Mommy!” You whined as you hide your face in her neck.

“Baby the last time you did that, you ended up falling down the stairs and hurting yourself. No more ok? We don’t run down steps. Especially in fuzzy socks.” She told you as you nodded into her neck, now suddenly embarrassed at the memory and anxious she was mad.

As she walked down to the living room, the house was eerily quiet which meant they were the only ones awake for the time being. Wilma took you over to the couch and gently sat down with you on her lap.

“Hey, pretty darling, can I see you?” She asked as you snuggled deeper into her neck. “Please, just for a little? Then I can make some breakfast while you watch some tv with your stuffies yeah?” You slowly lifted your head as you looked up at her with furrowed brows and your bottom lip between your teeth. “There’s my pretty baby. I’m not mad ok? I’m just cautious. I don’t want you to get hurt again. I love you.” Wilma said as she kisses your cheek, jaw, forehead, nose, anywhere she could as she held you closer and tighter to her. She poured as much love and affection as she could to each kiss and hug she could, not wanting you to feel like this anymore than you had you.

“I wuv wou too mama. Won do iht again. pwomise!” You told her as you looked at her with a smile.

She smiled back as she held out her pinky, raising a brow at you. “Pinky promise?”

You giggled as you excitedly linked pinkies with her. “Pinky!” Wilma quickly grabbed you , pulled you into her lap and tickled you.

“Ahaha! Mama nooo!” You squirmed as you laughed and squealed as her fingers lightly dug into your sides and tickled.

After some time, Wilma let you go and smiled back at you. “I’m going to start breakfast as we wait for Aidan and Wil ok? Wanna stay here and watch shows or come with me?”

“Ummmm…. tan I say hewe n cowow?” You asked as you played with the blanket that was on the couch.

Wilma nodded as she got up, going over to the bin that was placed by the tv and pulled out a coloring book and some crayons. “Yes you may, darling. What would you want to watch?”

You furrowed your eyes as you thought, yet Wilma knew it was going to be the same answer every time.

“Tangled!” Wilma laughed as you exclaimed with a giggle. She quickly put the movie on as you started coloring, leaving you to your own devices as she went to the kitchen and got started on some pancakes.

Not long after, Wilma heard soft groaning and hushed whispers as she turned around and say Wil carrying a sleepy Aidan into the room.

“They’re in the living room watching tangled if you want to go in there bubs.” Wilma spoke to the boy in her brothers arms, softly smiling as he nodded and nuzzled back into Wil’s neck.

After placing him down on the couch and leaving the two little ones in eye sight, Wil quickly grabbed two sippy’s and filled them.

“Rough night? Or is it too early?” Wilma asked with a small smile as Wil screwed the lids on and placed the juice back in the fridge.

“Couldn’t fall asleep last night sadly, but he’ll be ok. He can take a nap while he waits for breakfast.” Wil said as he walks to the living room again, giving the two their sippy’s and making sure Aidan was ok with where he was.

Wilma smiled at the interaction as she buttered the pancakes and whisked some eggs, knowing that Wil would definitely eat them and whoever else wanted them.

“So, have you seen outside?” Wil asked quietly, making sure not to alarms the two in the other room.

“Yeah, think we’ll be going anywhere today?” Wilma asked as she side eyed him with a curious glance.

Wil scoffed as he shook his head and got to hand made mugs out, one made by you for Wilm and one made by Aidan for Wil thanks to Wilma’s help, and poured some coffee into both. “Absolutely not! I’m not shoveling that drive way and I know you won’t either. Plus the roads are probably impossible to drive through, so I think it’s a stay in and stay warm type day.” He finished as he put cream and sugar into both mugs, the way they both liked it, and gave it to his other half.

“Yeah, kind of happy about it. I get to relax and watch over you three-“

“Haha, so funny.” Wil said sarcastically as he moved over to grab plates and utensils for the food.

“No but seriously though, no work and stuck inside, bingo!” Wilma said as she brought he mug up to her mouth.

“Yeah you say that until those two want to go out in that and have fun and we can’t say no.” Wil said as he looked at the two watching the tv and paying no mind to the siblings.

“I mean we could say no-“

“But we won’t, they need this. You know that juts as much as I do.” Wil said truthfully to the other.

“We need it to.” Wilma said as a response, leaning against the counter and playing with her mug. They both had a rough childhood as well growing up, but they both needed to take care of someone, to prove that they were more than their parents. And they luckily got the best people to help and look after, as well as the little ones helping them.

Wilma got knocked out of her thoughts when she felt a tug on her pant leg, looking down and smiling at you as she leant down to pick you up. Setting you on the counter in front of her, she tucked falling hair behind your ears, making room to see your pretty face.

“What’s wrong love?” Wilma asked softly as she rubbed your hands softly. Even with her rough hands you still loved when she did.

“tan we pway ouwsid n da snow?” You whispered to her, afraid she’d be mad at you for asking again.

Wilma sighed softly as she looked at Wil, who shrugged and gave her the “that’s up to you, I’m fine with it” look. She looked at the floor quickly, trying to make up her mind.

She wanted you to have fun outside but she also didn’t want you sick. But she could prevent that with layers and hot cocoa afterwards.

“Ok, yes you guys can but! after breakfast.” Wilma quickly added as she saw your eyes widen and Aidan pop up from the couch and come running over.

“tan i go toos?” Aidan asked Wil, voice hush but full of energy.

“Yes you may, darling. But like mama said, after breakfast.” Wilbur said to the boy as he quickly nodded and silently asked Wil to pick him up.

“Tan we eats now den? Wan go n pway!” You asked excitedly, squirming on the counter and in Wilm’s arms.

Wilma laughed as she quickly nodded, picking you up and sitting you down at the table. “If you stay here patiently and not rush to eat your food, then yes. And you have to wait for everyone. Ok?” Wilma said as she caressed your cheek with her thumb.

“Otay mama!” You said with a smile as Wil sat Aidan down beside you and told him the same while he helped Wilma dish plates up.

Wil quickly helped his twin as she started plating the fluffy pancakes down as he put some of the bacon on plated who favored it. “This’ll be fun.” He quietly added as he looked over at the two littles, talking to each other about something.

“That’s a given. Maybe we should join?” Wilma smiled softly at the two as she picked up your and her plates and set them down at the table.

“Um, yeah!” Wil said enthusiastically as he did the same for him and Aidan, quickly grabbing both of your sippy’s over and placing hem down in front of you both. The two thanking him in their own ways as Wilm cut up both your and Aidan’s food.

This will be fun.

taglist: @evil-peanut-butter-addict-sam

[ancha-aus]

Sorry i got distracted by the booping haha

hihihihihi lets go :D

it speaks about how far they have come. Error's confidence. Nightmare's trust in others to make the right decision. Cross being trusting that he follows the orders and trusts people will explain it to them. That is what it is all build on and that is beautiful <3

because error KNOWS his brother and he will always love Geno and knows Geno ddin't mean to abandon him but it still happened becaus eGeno was so laserfocused. and now Geno hurt someone that is important to Error be the exact same behaviour. so Error is taking charge. And making sure they STAY seperate now.

Nightmare feels terrible. They always suported him and checked in on him. back when he was adult and when he was a child. of course he should have made sure dust was actually okay. (ccino always still did that for him. even when nightmare was older. ccino still made sure to check in with him and that he knew what was going on with nightmare. How had nightmare managed to fail this badly?) He just. doens't want to let go of dust. so he keeps hugging him. holding him. Maybe then it will be okay? then Nightmare can be sure dust is safe? Nightmare cant just tug him away with his tendrils anymore so his arms will have to do.

nightmare wanted a safe space for him and those he cared about.. He will GLADLY burn part of his hardwork if the work hadn't done what it was suposed to. create a safe space. Dust still feels bad about it.

okay but nightmare calling in dream to make sure reaper isn't just being dishonest and lying to him (again in nightmare's mind) and dream more than willing to help. Ngihtmare finally is starting to truly want to work with him and this is so important for Dream. and Dream learns slowly over the meeting something is seriously wrong. That one of the inner circle got badly hurt emotionally and mentally. Dream is curious but respects his little brother. probably after the meeting dream will hug his now little brother and mutter that he understands something serious is going on adn that nightmare is always free to tell him but that dream will trust and respect nightmare's choice (we love character development in this house so dream gets some too)

As always Ccino is Nightmare's safe space so nightmare can have aprivate breakdown by him. and ccino can help him relax and see the solution again. which helps nightmare to switch so quickly between feeling terrible and guilty and then channaling that energy into drafting the treaty thing. they have a very well working routine <3

I just love the idea of all of them reacting differently.

cross is furious and enraged and he needs to stay way from both of them or he WILL throw hands and make sure he does some serious damage.

horror feels horrible for him and just wants to cheer dust up a bit. so distraction and they go do stuf dust likes. horror will make sure to make treats the dust enjoys. they will get more horse things. get a new horse for dust to train and work with. it wil be great!

Killer is in this curious place of feeling guilty and mad. he feels guilty because him trying to help caused dust to get injured, and a serious one at that, and exposed dust to them more. and him backing up just caused dust to get in a hella toxic relationship. What if he had never tried to help? what if he had just let it be? would geno and reaper had even known about dust's interest? would they have ever grown interested in dust? Killer doesn't know the answer but fears that it would have meant that dust wouldn't have had to deal with ANY of this (he still would have. geno wanted to know magic things and reaper thought he was cute before hand. it was a matter of time.)

Dust just. wants this to disappear. he doesn't want to deal with this. he knows cross is hovering. he knows killer is walking on eggshells. he knows horror is trying to distract him and make him feel better. it works. kinda. but also doesn't because this just keeps reminding him of how dumb and stupid he ahd been. A king? and a royal mage? interested in him? HAH! He should ahve known soemthing was up.

Dust just wants things to go back to normal. to when it was easier and nicer and just relaxed. Why did he have to get a stupid crush on two people who clearly would never like him?

Reaper has it rough as he is the innocent in this. but no one knows this.

This had become his second home! With family and night who was pretty much family. He could come here and do business yet still joke with the knights. He had this adorable mysterious crush/love/future mate who he had been taking his time to court and get a feel for how his new little mate would react to a long distance relationship (reaper isn't dumb. he knows there is no way dust would ever leave his fellow knights and nightmare) only to realise... he lost all of that and just gets the fake pleasantries now because he hadn't been keeping an eye on Geno's hyperfixation tendenties. because he TRUSTED Geno with his everything and life...

worst is that reaper KNOWS geno gets like this. Geno often manupilate people to get what he wants. but he thoguht that after they spoke about this. about reaper maybe wanteding dust as another mate that geno could have been more honest... had geno not wanted reaper to court dust? had geno not liked that idea? is that why he did what he did? why hadn't geno just told him that he didn't want to add to their relationship? Reaper would ahve respected it.

Geno dealing with actual lasting consequences. He is so used to people just rolling over nad letting him do whatever. first because he had so low standing that making an issue about it would look bad on them. not him. and later because he was the royal mage and reaper's mate. it meant people just let him do stuff.

Not nightmare. Ngihtamre just straihgt up bans him from the meeting. saying he can't be trusted anymore and so he will need to leave the room. He can stay in the guest rooms but only because of his social standing and relationship to reaper. otherwise he would have been thrown into the dungeon for what he did (the dungeon bit it more implied than said. but nightmare's face and obvious rage and distaste says enough)

the extra kick that error isn't defending him. error knows him and still love shim. but error also WANTED to stay with nightmare and the knights over moving to join geno and reaper. Error choose this space and while that also hurts geno had accepted it. but it still hurts to see error agree that geno can't be trusted with teh information at this moment.

It is important that Geno isn't suddenly less loved. Reaper and Error both still love and adore him. Geno is so important to both of them. but Geno fucked up and needs to work to actually proof he didn't mean to cause harm and that he knows he shouldn't have. and prove he won't hurt htem again. and that is hard. geno is very used to do certain things a certain way and it ALWAYS worked before... why did this have to be the time it blow up in his face? (because it is the only moment it could have. because he now hurt someone who was important to him and important to the people who are important to him. it was bound to blow up in a situation like this)

Dust is just sad. not as much mad. Well he is mad but he is mad at himself for being blind. Dust knows manupilation and seducing and all the tactics. he has dealt with everything before. So why dind't he see it now? because he relaxed to much and was blinded by his own crush. stupid of him. but that is on him. not on anyone else. So Dust thinks that everyone is very much overreacting (the others actually think they are underreacting?! Dust! If you hadn't seen through it you could have ended up ina fully abusing relationship over just toxic!)

hihihi it is okay! I just want to make sure you don't expect something else or anything hahaha :D

Important plot point for the New Age AU post-story dustedafterdeath plot- (realizing now slight tw for abusive relationship???)

Geno is a manipulative bastard who exerts his skill and prowess over others. With Reaper their relationship was balanced and became healthy thanks to Reaper actually being stronger than Geno. So all of Geno's manipulation was more like an angry chihuahua barking at Reaper. They got over that stage fast.

With Dust?? He doesn't realize he can't show his interest the same way. Doesn't occur to him that Dust is "lesser" than him in every situation. Royal Mage against a Knight, the Mage has more political power. Geno has direct ties to Reaper, who they need to keep happy for Night's treaty. Geno has more technical skill w/ his magic and Dust is sure the technique and control would be enough to best his own barely controlled magic. He's physically weaker, especially after his shoulder injury. So when Geno realizes he's caught feelings he feels guilty, but doesn't stop manipulating him?? Because Reaper was fine with it, so clearly that's how romance works right?

And it is (shocker) NOT how romance works.

While Dust is being low key pampered and spoiled by Reaper (Reaper recognizes the power dynamics very vividly and I'd sure to make sure Dust knows he can say No or Stop at any moment to anything, even hand-holding or escorting, and Reaper respects it) as Reaper compliments him and gives him gifts and asks how he's been. Geno is out here hyperfixated on Dust's latent magic and is getting his way to learn more no matter the cost (which, in this case, is faking romantic interest). And Reaper doesn't realize how intense Geno is bring because he *thought* Geno would know better. And with the fragile situation, Dust doesn't speak up.

So, ofc, it all comes to a head when Geno finally realizes he's gone too far, Dust completely shuts him out. And Geno is too proud to face his consequences and come clean to Dust about his intentions. Dust, usually quiet anyways, just moves on, though he's deeply distrustful of every pampering Reaper does for him now.

It isn't until 2 days later that Error is talking with Geno (y'know, brother gossip) and Error asks how it's going with Dust.

When Geno responds that his plan fell through, Error asks for elaboration, and Geno tell him the jist. Leas Dust on, then let him down gently. But he caught feels and Dust didn't seem to like the advances so he gave up. And Error knows his brother and knows that's not the full story. So they change subjects, and Error convinces Geno to go visit the woods on the edge of town to test a new weapon of his.

But once they're out there and alone Error reads his brother the riot act because he's so furious and disappointed!!! Dust of all people?? Manipulating him??? And when Geno tries to defend himself (digging a deeper hole and processing just how awful he was himself as he says it out loud) Error just straight up pulls him into combat. (And Geno, not wanting to accidentally hurt his brother but also furious + caught up in emotion, fights back.)

They beat eachother into the trees and the rocks and just tear into eachother, but by the time the Knights arrive to see what the problem is (the cats got word to Ccino, and Ccino sent Dust and Cross to figure it out) Geno is pretty much on low hp and Error is wounded but still standing.

Error spots the Knights and basically uses his strings to slam Geno to the ground at Dust's feet. And there's this moment of frustration and sorrow that seems to pass between the three of them, before Cross (<- unaware) asks what Error was thinking!

Error just says he'll explain it later and that they can go back now. Cross should carry Geno. Error would explain to Reaper (Geno flinched at that).

They return, and Error pulls Reaper aside to mutter some things to him. Reaper seems distressed and takes Geno from Cross, but doesn't even seem bothered at seeing his lover as roughed up as he was. He excuses them away, and Dust disappears into his room.

Error hunts down Dust and chills with him a bit. Error apologizes on his brother's behalf, and Dust seems just. Out of it. He won't say it's okay, because it's not, but he won't put pressure on Error because it's definitely not the kid's fault. So he settles on a tired laugh and thanking Error for beating up his big brother for him. (Error and Geno are on level playing field. As siblings, as Royal Mages, as partners to their kings. They are evenly matched in almost every way, so Error had the power to stand up for Dust, and Dust appreciates that.)

Amd after that little interaction, Dust actually realizes he's alright. He has people who will look out for him. Who will make sure everything goes smoothly. AND after joking with Error some more? He realizes Geno just. Has weird priorities. Weird ways of showing his affection. Dust decides he won't give Geno a second shot unless he bends and gives up his weird manipulation with Dust.

It takes a few days before Geno is done wallowing and processing, but he comes to find Dust (Reaper right behind him, supposedly to keep him in line) looking like a prideful lil wet cat. He says he's sorry, and that he realizes it was shitty of him, and that he will respect it if Dust wants him and Reaper to stop bothering him.

Dust clarifies and asks if Reaper was being genuine. (He was.) And he asks of Geno would be willing to give being genuine a shot (a hesitant yes). Dust does not push them away, but he does say he is going to inform Night. He also asks them to swear that no matter where the relationship ends, they will not take it out on Nightmare. (They agree.)

Like. Reaper, the romantic who is actually kind and wants to make lasting relationships *before* acting on his desires. Vs. Geno, the guy driven by desires who seems to stumble across romance by mistake every time. Both after Dust, most emotionally bottled skeleton they've ever met? Wild.

Geno is super toxic about his relationships and doesn't even notice in my aus ig. Goofy ahh. He eventually gets his conscience back. But it's. A struggle.

In the other au I have Dust guilt-trip him into being less of an idiot. In this one I make his brother throw him around like a ragdoll. (To Error, violence is often the answer <3)

[vocaloid-hcs-spam]

len was the type of kid to "crush" on anyone who was nice to him (haha same).

anyways so when miku was the first person outside of his family to make him feel truly respected as a trans man without coming out first. there came the crush.

but also she did his hair a few times til he found a style he liked and mmm domestic intimacy cute.

[sailorhyunjinz]

Do you write yandere? If so, can I request skz yandere headcanons on how they would react when S/O rejects them because she doesn't wanna deal with whole drama that would come with dating an idol?

i mean kinda?? i have a seungmin yandere fic in my drafts sooo BUT YEAH

oh also, requests are not open but im just gonna do this one cause headcanons are kinda fun BUT REQUESTS ARE CLOSED <33

also why is the felix one so short-

Warnings; yandere!skz, rejection, k-dnapping, slight gaslightning or like manipulation, restraints, threats, aggression, mentions of masturbation, stockholm syndrome

Chan

nobody rejects him. nobody.

you two were friends from school and you were sooo happy when chan made it as an idol, finally persuing the dream he had been yapping on about for years. 

but in the midst of that he realized that he had feelings for you, he missed you all the time, just wanting to hang out with you and maybe explore the things he had on his mind. so,, he decided to confess when you guys were at a cafe.

“look y/n,,, there’s something I wanna tell you” he started to which you tilted your head

“nooo,,, are you guys going on a tour again,,, i wil miss you sooo much channie” you said with a pout but the boy shook his head.

“i like you y/n” 

your mouth stood agape, this was not what you expected and truthfully,,, not what you wanted. 

“chan,,, y-you know thats not possible” you said with a frown, looking at him straight ahead.

“of course it is,,, why wouldn’t it be? w-what are you trying to say y/n?!” his voice started growing louder, you looking around in order to see that people werent turning their heads towards your table. 

Minho

you have made a big big mistake my friend- 

wont even hesitate to keep you hostage in his basement LIKE IM NOT JOKING-

might just tie you up and like,,, not even do anything to you, just talk to you and admire you, maybe tracing your facial features and cuddle closer on the cold floor

just wants to keep you as a pet or smth and you are scared out of your mind cause you cant move cause of the restraints, you cant speak because you have silvertape across your lips that he only removes to feed you but if you start screaming you wont get any so you deicde to just stay calm and quiet before someone saves you and play along. 

i mean you do,,, kinda fall for him but you know you cant,, but you cant help but to fall for him and miss him whenever he’s out on schedule things

he always returns to you and you get so happy when you see the little crevice of light from outside when he opened the basement door

whenever he lies next to you, you put your head against his shoulder and take in his scent the best you can

he told you everyday that he would let you go if you agreed to date him but you shook your head,, maybe cause you liked being his prey. 

Changbin

he’s more of the threatening type of yandere,,, like,, not that he’s violent but if you try to block his number he will create new ones and keep on sending you messages about how you have betrayed him and how he wished that you loved him back and all that,,,,

you guys often meet because you go to the same college and are students in the same department sooo,,,, avoiding him is pretty impossible 

he stares a lot at you,,, you guys have a couple of classes together and he just stares the entire time, his eyes are just filled with revenge, he somehow wants you make you his, own you but he doesnt know how yet, for now he can just look.

watch this fucking message conversation just be this;

[why did you talk to him during class?]

[you could have just asked me]

[nobody loves you like i do. no one y/n]

you are never getting rid of him basically,,

he’s gonna get to you first ;))

Hyunjin

i feel like he goes more to the stalking route than the kidnapping and drugging and whatnot- 

ok,,, you rejected him,,, but that doesnt mean you’re getting rid of him.

ohmygod what if he turns into a peeping tom- cause he obviously knows where you live. 

like yall were not even that close?? he just saw you backstage at one of the concerts and thought you looked good so he decided to go up to, you werent an idol so no problem he thought.

but he gets a bit too,, hasty with his decisions and often falls for people randomly and so when he politely greeted you and gave you his number you simply shook your head, explaining that this wouldn’t be possible since you worked in the same industry and you needed to stay clear out of any scandals in order to keep your job. 

no was not answer in Hyunjins mind. 

luckily he managed to catch your full name by flickering through some papers in an office and also saw your full adress there, knowing exactly what he was going to do on his free time. 

Jisung

if im being completely honest,,, i have no idea-

like,,, he gives me kinda pervy yandere vibes,,,

what if youre like his ex before he became an idol and now he wants to get back together with you-

oh,,, he masturbates to your pictures-

i feel like he always thinks about you, wondering what you like and wants to write songs about you but he doesnt do much-

but when he finds out that you have been hired by the same company as him to work as a like,,, economics accountant thingy he is all of a sudden vEEERY interested-

always asking the manager of when the group will have meetings with the accounting team,,, although they had nothing to do with them-

he just wanted to be in a conference room with you (and think pervy things about you in your tight office skirt and white blouse)

you went to the toilet on day and you saw him lurking around the same floor,,, WHICH ONCE AGAIN WAS NOT CONNECTED TO THE GROUP AT ALL- 

and idk,,, probably sneaks in with you and locks the door before you even react that theres someone else in the toilet- 

i feel like he’s pretty mild,,, but when he’s alone with you he is aggressive broooo

probably pins you to the wall and threatens you or smth along those lines,,,,,

(writing this is what my life has become to-)

Felix

“what do you think you’re doing?”

you turn around again, you had just thought of just leaving with a vague answer to his question but he was not having it. 

“answer.” 

his words sounded cold, his dark voice making an entrace, the exact one you’ve heard on many of the songs you listened to.

“felix,,, you have to understand,,, u-um,, if we date theres gonna be some issues” you said but he just stared at you with cocky eyebrows and a dark gaze, running his tongue on the inside of his cheek.

“do you think i care? would i ask you if i cared?” he said to which you shook your head automatically, what more could you do?

“you get until tomorrow to think and if i don’t get the answer i want well,,, we’ll see what i’ll do to you.”

Seungmin

he plots shit behind your back yk?

he’s more of the sneaky type of yanderes (oop spoiler to a fic heh)

like he makes this like fucking year long plan where the objective of the mission is to make you obssessed with him-

he starts kinda subtely,,, first its going to the same gym as you and like,,, knowing where you placed your stuff

and then he starts putting small notes like under your waterbottle when you went to grab something that say like “i think youre cute, call me” and then his number

you obviously dont react,,, because why the fuck would you contact a stranger at the gym 

BUT THEN you realize that its him, its mf kim seungmin. yo,,,, u didnt know he went to this gym,,, that was not,,, the best-

of course you got a bit interested,,, you wanted to know how he was off camera,,, like just in his everyday life and i meeean,,, he was attractive but obviously you should stay away bc,,, he’s a celebrity but seungmin didnt want to stay away

he notes somehow started to get more aggressive,,, suddenly being like “why are you ignoring me?” and such,,,

and one night you were left alone in the gym with him,,, it was sooo quiet, only the sounds of your strained breaths as you lifted a dumbell

here where the plan came to play ;))

Jeongin

he’s obsessed with you and you are not going anywhere, even if you rejected him. 

he’s more clingy?? LIKE HE WILL NOT LEAVE YOU

ok sure,, he falls more into the stalking category too,,, 

also veeeery much a obssessed kinda yandere,,, like his mind is not thinking about how to like capture you,,, more about how to make you soooo comfortable and fool you into loving him despite the circumstances?

i just imagine that you work in a cafe and jeongin often meets you there when he buys coffee and you are already in awe when you see fucking yang jeongin enter the coffee shop on your shift but you were even more excited when he leaves his phone number on a napkin and slides it over the counter before leaving. 

you thought about it,,, contemplating multiple times but,,, you decided it would be best not to since well,,, safety purposes 

but he would visit you and every day his face got more and more perplexed cause he wondered why you didnt call

mf would not leave you alone, he would even wait outside the coffee shop until you finished your shift and walk you home,,, so now he knew where you lived- 

and then do the same thing over and over again until you talked to him.

does. not. give. up. 

[luisleyyaoi]

A thousand words?? Is this a Pog worthy moment??

What do I do, I’ve never gotten this far before. I guess I’ll post a wip. Just a small one though.

Please note, this is still a work in progress so don’t be too harsh with your criticism please.

I color coded the text so I could keep track of whose talking, Techno is pink, Wilbur is red, and Tommy is white because I wrote from his perspective. Also this is quickly copy pasted from google docs because it’s like 4am for me and I’m tired, please ignore any formatting, spelling, or grammar mistakes. I’ll fix them eventually.

Word count: 273

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of guns and death but nothing detailed, if I missed anything let me know.

“Peer pressure my ASS! This isn’t some fucking party, you KILLED TUBBO, YOU BETRAYED US!” I screamed, walking closer to Techno with every word.

Throwing his hands in the air, Techno retorted, “They had GUNS, what was I supposed to do?!”

“Gee I don’t know, maybe not listen to Schlatt?! You know, the guy we’re TRYING TO STOP!?”

“Ok Tommy, let's say I didn’t kill Tubbo. Then, guess what, I'd die, respawn here, and not be able to save your asses!”

“Well-“

We kept arguing, back and forth for what felt like hours. I knew it was pointless but I wasn’t backing down, I was furious.

“And another thing-“ I started, but I was cut off by someone grabbing my shoulders.

“Tommy, that’s enough,” Wilbur declared, not leaving me anytime to wiggle away he continued, “What’s done is done. No matter how much it hurts, Techno betrayed us. No amount of fighting is going to change that.”

“Really Wil, that’s all you have to say?! Technoblade just KILLED TUBBO, MY BEST FRIEND, right in front of me and all you have to say is ‘get over it’?! ” I cried out. Shit, here come the tears.

“You know that’s not-“ I cut him off,

“No, you know what? FUCK YOU GUYS!” I snapped, pushing Wil away from me, “You guys think that because I’m younger than you you can do whatever you want, that I’ll blindly follow you no matter what. Well guess what, I’m fucking tired of it!” With that, I left, not wanting to stay for whatever they were gonna throw together next.

“Tommy, wait-“

“Let him go Techno, he’ll be back.”

It’s still a work in progress but here’s the teaser! This is the scene I started the whole story with, that little spark of motivation that hit me a few days after the festival. In the final product a lot of this might change so don’t expect this to be 100% the final draft for this scene.

[cant-blink]

It’ll Be Okay...

Summary: One of the drafts I’ve been holding on to for a while. A dark AU scene. Takes place some time after ‘Weakness’. Mating with Ghidorah has terrible consequences for Rodan, made worse by his fight with Ni. He just became very very tired all of a sudden...

-

“-and I dunno what to do!” San continued to ramble, barely keeping his voice down so as not to risk waking his brothers. He twitched their tails anxiously, his wide eyes on his older brothers, particularly Ni.

He’s been rambling for minutes on end now, clearly just wanting to vent to someone, and Rodan tried his best to lend his ear to his mate. Even if it was getting harder to focus on the words and his eye lids were getting heavier, it was the least he could do. Plus, he did kinda ask for this by inquiring San in the first place, so...

“I don’t even know what I did wrong, but-” Now Rodan definitely can’t follow, as the little one was so swept up in his emotions that he switched over to his alien language. Rodan glanced up at San, blinking slowly as he let the dragon carry on.

Back and forth, San switched between languages; every so often he seemed to catch himself and speak in a way Rodan can understand but he would inevitably get swept up again and go back to that weird alien tongue.

Rodan just gave a weak nod of his head whenever those red eyes flash over towards him. That was usually good enough to encourage him to continue.

When San trailed off for a long enough moment, Rodan spoke up softly. It took effort to get his voice to work. “It’s okay...” It came out as a whisper, barely loud enough to catch the hydra’s ear. “It’ll be okay...” His words were slurring together, everything was getting dark, and he felt so tired. He just wanted to close his eyes and slip off into nothingness.

“I don’t know how it will be okay,” San responded, although his words were becoming incoherent noise to the pterosaur’s ears. He said something else, but Rodan couldn’t catch it as he felt an odd chill swept over him before a warmth different from that of his lava blanketed over his body. He didn’t know why, but he suddenly felt... content. Happy, even. Was this what the end felt like? Weird, he always thought he would fight Death tooth and claw. But he was okay with it. Not welcoming it, but okay with it. He had a rough life, but he managed to salvage it. 

He had a mate again. After so long, facing loneliness as the last of his kind, he found a life-partner once more. And what a powerful mate they were, now ruling over the planet as king, with him by their side. It was fitting, really, that his death be caused by their love. 

Maybe that’s why he was so willing to drift into the nothingness waiting for him...

-

San watched quietly as their slave slumped onto the rim of the lava pool. He wasn’t answering San’s question and have fallen asleep mid-conversation! His eyes were still a bit open, but still probably asleep. Rude! He let out a breath through his nose and turned away.

He had to think of something! But what? Planning was not his strong-point; usually Ichi took care of that kind of stuff. But his eldest brother didn’t seem to know how to fix this either. They were both blindsided by Ni’s words, and it wasn’t as if San could imitate what Ichi would do to fix this. He was not an alpha like him, so he would have to approach this in a way that didn’t push the boundaries of his low-ranking position.

He was low-key kind of hoping the bird would have some advice on what to do. It’s not often he would turn to the ideas of a slave, but he was desperate. Alas, that was useless too!

His thoughts were interrupted by a rasping sound. Then another one. And another. He grew alerted, ears sharp to pinpoint the location of the sound. The body was tense and ready for conflict, his neurons ready to shoot raw emotion of alarm and adrenaline to wake the others at an instant’s notice. But it seemed it wasn’t necessary, as his ears led him to look back towards the slave. 

It was coming from him. He was breathing funny.

The left head instantly relaxed, knowing they were not in any danger. His eyes don’t leave the bird though, curiosity spiking as he watched him make strange gasping breaths. Almost like he does when he’s being strangled by Ni, but he wasn’t. San blinked slowly, and as his mind put the pieces together, a wide grin came upon his snout.

Seemed like the bird was dying, from his injuries no doubt. For all that effort Rodan put into what apparently was courtship, he wasn’t able to handle them as a mate after all.

He watched with fascination, reveling in each shallow breath drawn. He felt the impulse to lean closer, get a better look, feel those weak breaths against his scales and he couldn’t resist it. He was half-way in committing to the action when he snapped to his senses, a realization dawning on him.

Ichi will be incredibly displeased with him if their slave died on his watch...

His pleasure was quickly replaced with anxiety and fear as he looked towards his sleeping eldest brother. His gaze returned to the bird before he leaned forward the rest of the way to nudge his snout against the slave’s beak.

“Wake up,” he hissed softly. But the slave didn’t stir and he bit him, his teeth breaking through the rock armor. No response. He gave a shake before pulling the bird from the lava pit. Molten rock dripped from him, puddling beneath him and San couldn’t tell how much of it was normal lava and how much was blood.

Dammit!

He glanced again towards Ichi before giving a frustrated growl and letting go, only to bite down on the bird’s injured shoulder, reopening the wound and tearing into it. Wake up!

But other then a slight twitch from the corresponding wing, the bird was still limp. Dropping him, San stared with wide eyes, blood coating his lips and fangs. This wasn’t working and he was coming to terms with what he feared he had to do: he had to wake up Ichi.

He was terrified, knowing the eldest may blame him for this! After all, San has always toyed with the slave, and he may assume this was the result of San’s little torture sessions gone wrong. Can he hide this somehow? ... Yeah, there’s no way he can hide this. Better to get it over and done with, while there’s still time. He swallowed slightly, gulping down his anxiety, before going over to his brother.

It’ll be okay. He’ll explain the situation, share his memories even, just to show that he’s innocent! With great hesitation, he nudged Ichi with his snout.

“Brother San...?” came a mutter from the eldest, after quite a bit of nudging. His eyes opened a bit, looking over to the youngest wearily. San spoke softly, as if afraid of being heard. He was afraid of being heard, but it’s too late to turn back now!

“There’s something wrong with the slave.”

Ichi blinked slowly, his tired mind taking a moment to piece together what he was being told. The sight of a bright orange glowing substance around the youngest’s mouth woke him up that much faster. Picking himself up from the ground, he watched as San lowered himself nervously as he yawned. His eyes moved towards the bird.  

Silence between them, Ichi just watching the bird’s body struggle for breath for a moment before he looked back at San. The left head saw him glance towards his bloodied mouth and he quickly spoke in a panic.

“I didn’t do anything, Brother Ichi,” he started. “I swear, I didn’t do anything. I was just talking and he went quiet and I saw him like this. I tried to wake him up, but it wasn’t working. I-”

“Calm down, Brother San,” the middle head spoke up when the youngest began sharing the memories, cutting him off. “It is unnecessary. I already had the expectation that this was going to happen and I know it was not your fault.” 

San felt himself relax a little bit. Okay, so he wasn’t being blamed and he felt his anxiety begin to fade. Thank goodness his big brother was so observant and understanding of the situation. He lets out a breath before looking back to the slave. His curiosity began to peak again, now that he knew things were going to be okay.

“Can we fix him?” San asked. The bird was a fun little toy, one of his longest lasting toys in fact. He didn’t want to lose his plaything, not yet! And if he did have to lose him, then he wanted it to be by his own teeth! Not because of Ni, it’s always because of Ni!

Ichi was quiet, moving towards the slave to examine him more closely. Watching his breaths, and looking towards the tail region where he bled the most heavily. He knew this was caused by their mating, what Brother Ni did to him. Several times during their coupling, Ichi gave his second-in-command warnings not to kill the bird with his violent actions, but Ni ignored those warnings. It came to no surprise to him that this would be the outcome of it all.

Can they fix him though? His mind worked for a solution, for any remedy that may stop the bleeding. They’ve already allowed him rest, retrieved the left-over food for him, and let him stay in this volcano. They didn’t have the actual tools or know-how needed to heal him themselves. Even if they did, from the looks of it, the bird was too far gone at this point. Their efforts to save him would be useless.

Shame. He was such a good slave too.

“I do not think we can,” Ichi told him in a toneless voice. “We already did what we could, and it was up to him as to whether he was going to make it.” He pulled away from the bird, glancing towards San as he continued. “If by some miracle he is still alive come morning, you will be free to do as you please with him. Until then, keep alert.”

He said nothing more, settling his head back upon a wing to go back to sleep. It doesn’t come to him particularly fast, as he wondered how he was going to handle his reprimanding of Ni come morning. He understood WHY Ni did what he did, but Ichi was clear in his threats and Ni should be held responsible for defying him. It was a touchy and sensitive subject, one that must be handled with great care. Only time will tell just how well it will go.

San watched over his brother while he drifted off. In contrast to the eldest, his mind was filled with growing excitement. It was such a rare occurrence that Ichi would actively encourage him to play. With their dying slave, no less! Turning towards the bird, he realized that he wasn’t going to make it to morning, no way. The left head glanced towards Ichi, making sure he was fast asleep. 

It wasn’t uncommon for him to bend the rules a bit during his guard shift. Not like it was going to take long anyway. At this rate, the bird had probably an hour left of life. Maybe a bit more if San was careful.

A wide, toothy grin returned to his face, eyes flashing with glee. He was denied his turn during the mating, but he can still have fun with his favorite little toy one last time...

[pixelpolaroid]

Day 2: Empty Audience

Day 2 of my week of action writing challenge!

Action: Round of Applause 

“Thank you all configuration of beings for watching. My name is Wilford Warfstasche. See ya!”

The sound of an applause filled the studio as Wilford waved to the camera. The claps died down and the house lights lifted. The stage lights faded as Wilford stood from his seat and walked back stage to his dressing room. Once he closed the door behind him, he removed his body mic and collapsed on the futon in the corner, letting out an exasperated groan upon impact. Today had been a long day of just shooting segments and short clips, but there was so much changing between every bit that it took the life out of him. He was finally done for the day though, so that meant he’d get the day off.

At least he thought, until there was a small knocking at his door, followed by a familiar voice. “Hey Wilford, I know you just got done but I’ve got a few notes about the show for you,”

Wilford rolled his eyes and sat up slightly. “Alright, come in,”

Bim poked his head in timidly before fully entering. He scanned around for somewhere to sit and settled on the foot of the futon. He was almost falling off though, there wasn’t much room since Wilford hadn’t really moved when the young ego sat. Bim looked down at his note book and flipped to a page marked by a golden tab. “Okay well light and sound was good, it seems that the Googles fixed the power issue we had last week with the packs. There wasn’t any cutting out this time. Ummm…” Bim looked through his notes again.

Wilford just rolled his eyes. He was too tired to deal with this. “Just give me this,” He grabbed the book from Bim and read over his notes. He noticed the change in handwriting near the bottom. One of the Jims must have noted something. It was all simple things that he’d need to remember for later, so without thinking and ignoring Bim’s requests to give back his notebook, he tore the page out to keep for later.

The Pink moustached man was about to hand it back, when the writing on the next page caught his eyes. Bim’s eyes went wide. “Hey Wil come on, give that back!” He pleaded. Wilford sat up and pushed Bim’s grabby hands away as he read.

He realized… it was a script. Wilford rolled his eyes. “Really Trimmer? Daydreaming again?”

Bim looked down at his feet sheepishly. “It was… just some ideas I had. Nothing huge, just a rough draft, that’s all,” He explained.

“A rough draft for what? I’ve told a trillion times you’ll get your little segment when I decide you’re ready,” Wilford threw the notebook at the wall, causing Bim to jump slightly. “Now go clean the stage and leave me be for the night,” He fell back in the cushions, closing his eyes. “Wilfy’s got a headache.”

Bim retrieved his notebook and ran out of his dressing room, consciously not closing the door too loudly. He leaned against the hall wall, hugging his journal tightly and breathing heavily. Bim looked around and saw the two Jims leaning against the walls trying to seem casual. Bim’s eyes narrowed. “You get all that,” He said drily before pushing past the two. He didn’t have time to get upset at them for eavesdropping, Wilford was already annoyed enough with him.

After Bim had straightened up the set, fixing a few bullet holes with his reality bending, he sat back in the director’s chair behind the camera. When Wil agreed to let Bim and the Jims help with his show, Bim had a fancy chair made for him, just for fun. Although Wilford had been using it most of the time.

He looked at the nearly empty stage and wondered, dreamed in fact. Would it be the same as before? Back when he hosted games shows, he felt so alive, but the shows all died out after a few seasons. Bim had fallen rock bottom when Wilford took him under his wing. His words, not Bim’s. He eyed the stage then his book and shrugged.

The former host flicked on a spotlight, aiming it center stage and jump into it. He read over his pages then threw the book aside, straightening his tie. Bim took a deep breath. “Good evening ladies and gentlemen,” Bim’s face dropped. He ran his hand through his hair and thought for a second. That didn’t feel right.

Eventually, he repositioned himself, starting from the top. “Good morning viewers,” No that’s wasn’t right either. 

Bim tried over and over, with different intros, different tones each time, but something was off. He could tell what though. It had been so long since he’d done this, maybe he’d just lost his touch.

How had Wilford done this? Every time he performed, it went so smoothly. Even during rehearsals it seemed almost perfect each run, then again he had been doing this for so long.

Suddenly, an idea came in. Bim rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Perhaps,” he muttered, then looked out into the emptiness. It was just a light. A single beam of light shining directly on him, surrounded by darkness. Nothing else was there. Nothing else had matter. It suddenly all felt so new from before. Like this was a new scenario, like he was a new person.

Bim straightened up one more time, taking in a deep breath, then looking down. When he looked back up there was a subtle smile and a fire in his eyes. “Why hello there. You probably don’t remember me, but that’s okay. I know I’m not who you’d expect to be standing before you, but I assure you, you’re not missing much,”

Vaguely, Bim could hear the sound of laughter coming from somewhere.

“But what you have been missing, is a bit of a trim,”

More laughter this time, but a few groans as well. Puns were always a risky move.

“Yes I can say that you shall get you pink baffling buffoon in due time. But until then… Ladies, gentlemen, and all those in between, I invite you to stay classy and stay tuned, because this is yet to be the end of the Bim Trimmer!”

Bim threw his arms out and closed his eyes. He could hear it, the applause was loud in his ears. It was back. He was back. He didn’t care how long until Wilford would see it. Bim was ready, and he intended to prove that to Wil, no matter what.

[lwbluedice]

Masterpost for my Stories and Ocs!!!

A spoilerfree list of most of my Ocs and stories (reuploaded here on my main blog)

Includes:

- Name of the story and state it’s in

- short summary/facts

- Character names

If you want more information abt any of them(like a description or a pic) or abt the stories, just message me/ ask me!  Also feel free to ask me to draw them ( for example in the color scheme thing or sth)!

Note: The stories are all written in german so if you don’t speak that language i can’t send you the original documents but i can try summing them up for you!

I bet this is not everything and i will add stuff but yeah!!!!

Hotaru (first draft is finished)

- Abt two men that are linked through a surgery called “synchronisation”, which basically connects their minds and bodies, so they are forced to work as a team. Ea is an ex-soldier and Cain was a hacker, but due to the fact that they can’t stand each other, they also didn’t share their pasts with each other. To pay someone to unlink them, they become bounty hunters and kidnap the girl Ai and her robot Subaru, which is one of the old military robots, called Hotarus (high technologised, operating, transforming, artificial intelligence, ranger units). They are connected to a human ranger and can transform into what the ranger wants them to transform into.

The Hotaru headquarters exploded 10 years ago and since then the Hotarus are super rare on the black market.

The two men plan on selling both the girl and her robot and let’s just say it all doesn’t work out that well.

Ai Hoshino

Ea

Cain Bishop

Subaru

Dr. Chandra Natarajan

10 A

10 B

and other synced pairs

George Watton

Asha Watton

Elaine Bishop

Christopher Bishop

Haruto Hoshino

Shiori Hoshino

The Pleiades. A Hotaru Unit.

Atlas/ Emmett Hunter

Maia/ Ilya Neverwinter

Elektra/ Hailey Gray

Taygete/ Daiyu Ghou

Alcyone/ Charlotte Gryffith)

Caelano/ Sora Aurora River

Merope/ Imogen Harrington

Sterope/ Elizabeth Bresley

Additional Characters for the (maybe Sequel) in which the grown up Ai will try to find out who attacked the Hotaru Headquarters

- Skya

The day the world turned white ( first draft is finished, working on it)

To stop global warming some scientists basically caused a new ice age. On the long run this might be very effective but the former countries, now sectors, are hit by strong ice storms, called snow white. To stay safe huge bunkers, the Safe Cities, were built and the local fauna and flora were stored in Arks, to preserve them.

Usually an alarm sounds before all citizens are brought into the SCs, but this time Reese and her best friend Yuki dont manage to get to the vehicles on time and are left behind. They seek shelter in a private bunker outside of town that Yuki found out about recently. Suddenly a group of boys their age knocks on the door, because they were also left behind and followed the girls.

Al, the brothers Eli and Isaac, Gil and Henry become the new bunker-mates and the group has to survive one year in the bunker, until the storm is over.

( I have a blog for this story, just search for The day the world turned white! There are pics and some posts for example abt which patronus/spirit animal the charas have!)

Reese/ Therese Wells

Al/ Alexander Glover

Yuki Sarah Brooke

Eli Green

Isaac Green

Gil de Santos

Henry Summers

The Sun will always rise (The sequel, probably forever unfinished)

About a group of rebels, the Sun Children, that are sworn enemies to the government and its ways to cope with Snow White.

Takes place abt one/two years after Tdtwtw.

Lucy and Aidan are kicked out of an underground organisation that stays in the cities underground system during the storm phases and the two wander around in the snow until Michael and Rin pick them up and bring them to the Sun Children. From looking into the snow directly to maneuver, Lucy has turned snowblind.

Yeah the plot is… not 100% existent.

Characters:

Lucy

Aidan

Michael

Kate

Gil

Bo

Finya

Rin

The XII Games ( First book is finished, i started the second one, unfinished)

A story abt spaceships that let slaves fight in games, if they win a certain number they are “free”. Cassidy makes it and is sold to a women, Trisha, that takes her home onto her home planet, where Cassidy lives a nice life and learns abt her heritage. One year later she meets Tobias again and she and Trisha are brought to a planet that is basically the universes capital. Cassidy has to take a more important role in the uproar of a war, than she ever imagined.( The cast members are mostly human looking but are other, non human, races)

Cass (Cassidy ) E’ Alandril

Tobias

On the slave ship:

Neala

Sam ( Samuel)

On Anterra:

Trisha  Willowrish

Max ( Maxwell)  E’ Alyndral

Lukas

Tori

Khorr

Keri

Wil

Quinna

On the Space sparrow:

Zach ( Zacharyas) Gryaan

Benj ( Benjamin) Bottledom

Rashka Hyrelian

Oreadh Urunna'ur

Butcher

Kagrim

Kyluur

Irian Ashcott

On Capital Estellar:

Galea ( Galeandrih Fiyur’ Ihal)

Iyal

Wren Fawell

Luasia  

Luminor the Shining

Fallen Angels ( A trilogy, one and a half books were finished, reconcepted)

We don’t talk abt this but it was one of my first stories i truly wrote.

Abt fallen angels saving the world or sth. It’s super clichee and just ugh.

The newer version would cancel some charas and make it abt rebalancing Darkness and Light in the worlds. With a more diverse cast and also different magical races. And a way less creepy Adam.

Eve/Evelyn White

Adam

Peregrine/Perry

Ray/Raven

Sera

Colin

Robin

Raphael

Ky/ Kyron

Gabe/Gabriel Frost

Bree/ Gabriella Frost

Indigo ( haven’t written it yet and i don’t know if i ever will, but have drawn stuff. I lowkey wanna see this as a comic)

A story abt a clan of shapeshifters, called Indigos. They are basically human that can shift into dolphins and their clan lives on an island near Australia. Its a modern story and the gang consisting of our local gay dolphin girl Keerie, her cousins Akash and Arjuun (younger brother, older sis), and Ky ( adopted as a child, japanese heritage, a different breed of dolphin idk) lives their “normal lives” with lots of shenenigans and drama.

Some day Keerie falls in love with Navy, the daughter of the owner of the local Aquapark (that the clan suspect also does illegal stuff like snatching wild animals).

Keerie

Arjuun

Akash

Ky

Navy

“Neo Alcatraz” ( reworks of a very old story)

To put it simply, there is a pack of scientists that bionically enhance children and send them off to different countries to basically be local superheroes. Our gang was kinda left behind bc the countries rather took the newer, better versions and here they are now, a bunch of supernatural teens facing the (not so) everyday struggles of life.

Atalanta

Chi

Callie

Lee

Victor/Konrad

Gemsona (just art)

Larimar

- has water powers and her backstory bases on my private/old Squads life story and a lot of me thinking of drawing music videos for her but never doing it

Anthea (art and headcanons)

- my Dnd Oc

The Bender Girls ( art and headcanons)

- basically some Avatar the last Airbender Ocs i made once

Daiyu

Hotaru

Yura

Sündenfall / Sinfall (short story)

A short story i wrote for a competition which is basically every crime series but magic.

Harvey is immortal, he dies and is revived, and solves crimes through it. Paige is basically his assistant and the case they are on is abt a person that kills magical beings and “arranges” the victims fitting to the seven sins.

Ilya Winter

Harvey

Paige

Delphi

Sphinx

The concept charas, that had a different storyline ( they were basically a team of magical beings that would solve cases… rather unconventional.) I considered reworking them into the new Fallen Angels concept:

Ilya

Harvey

Timothy

Worth mentioning:

Project Alpha (script, some art):

The script for a shortfilm i once made with my friends. A school class has a plane crash and only a few students survive, they all embody a different character archetype (the sunshine, the soziopath, the smart one etc.) They try to survive and are put through weird psychological mind experiments like the trolley problem.

To be honest, the concept had and still has a lot of potential and we just hadn’t the opportunities to rly set it the way we anticipated. The shooting day was super fun, though! Still laughing about the outtakes

Astral Chronicles (some art and a few chapters, unfinished)

A story Idea i still like but probably wont write like this because of copyright problems. Its basically a giant Crossover.

Its abt people who have an Astral( mostly a literature figure) they embody when they are dreaming. Their body stays in bed and is vulnerable but the Astral can basivally run around and has special powers. If the Astral dies, the person wakes up but i think when the body dies the person dies too? idk.

The Protagonist embodies Alice and there are also the White Rabbit, Peter Pan, Tinkerbell usw.

There was also some kind of conflict? I dont remember.

If i would ever rewrite it the Astrals would be embodiments of the Zodiac signs.

(does this even fit?)

The Fanfiction thing i wrote abt Peter Pan/ Jack Frost

- like i have tons of short drabbles and the start of a fanfiction and honestly i liked the ideas i had a lot

The ones we better not talk abt:

Part Hunter

Basically there was a being named eternity/aeterna that was shattered into oarts (like in TRC)

and chosen ones have to reclaim them.

The ones that basically die are turned into guardians, like Time and Space ( they had animal companions they were fused with i guess)

Melody is the current part hunter and has a tragic love story, her animal is a tiny horse thing??????

Idk

basically a long story in which i used my dreams as base for the episodes

The nameless story

Actually super interesting but too many charas and a too tiny will to draw action scenes or write them.

Like its based around a super popular game in huge spheres/buildings and the teams wear some anti gravity outfits and shoes and can walk on the walls and shit and can basically attack using elements/illusion/ conjure monsters idk.

And the main team had an opponent team that basically specialized in the 25272 other elements and some day they just fused teams idk.

There also was some prophecy shit abt the anchors, ppl that can control all elements the same???? Idk

Element guardians

- basically four teens that control the elements and do shit together

- at some point i gave all of them dragons

- still thinking abt this sometimes

- The originals:

Luna: the shameless self insert , earth, pony girl, bland blonde i think

Katy: Air, best friend, bubbly

Dan: The jock. Fire

Nick: The emo. Water

At some point Katy became Skye and Dan and Nick got other names but yeah-

Talent Academy

The story thats basically a ripoff of Alice academy. Like a school with hierachie between the students and ranks and shit and different houses and the students have powers IDK

If you read through all of this, bless you for showing interest in my stories ;) And hey, if you want me to rant about any of them, just send me an ask or a message!!!

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MLB Bullets is a legend in these parts

We interrupt your regularly scheduled off-season deals and rumors fest for this special report from Arlington, Texas.

It wasn’t unexpected, but Rangers third baseman Adrian Beltre called it a career after 21 seasons. If I’m correct, I believe this means that Bartolo Colon is the only remaining active player from the 1990s.

As Tim Kurkjian writes, no one had more fun playing baseball than Adrian Beltre.

Benjamin Hoffman calls Beltre the “all-time great that you didn’t notice.”

Except, as Grant Brisbee notes, you probably did. Brisbee calls Beltre the favorite ballplayer of the baseball internet bubble. Brisbee notes that while the public at large may not have been aware of Beltre’s greatness, those of us who live in a world where we regularly read about baseball on the internet (and that means you, because you’re here reading this) were hip to the greatness of Adrian Beltre. I mean, you know that Beltre has a higher career WAR than Brooks Robinson, George Brett and Wade Boggs, right? That’s what makes you (and Beltre) special.

The other thing that made Beltre special was how much fun he had at the game and Emma Baccellieri writes that the game is now less fun without Beltre in it.

Bill Baer explains why Beltre is a no-doubt Hall-of-Famer.

Here’s a collection of memories from Beltre’s career.

Perhaps no one will miss Beltre more than his friend and teammate Elvis Andrus who posted a tribute about what Beltre meant to him.

The Yankees and Mariners made a major deal as the Mariners sent pitcher James Paxton to New York in exchange for pitchers Justus Sheffield and Erik Swanson along with outfielder Dom Thompson-Williams.

Jeff Sullivan breaks down the deal for both sides.

Travis Sawchik writes that the Yankees got the best pitcher available this winter and he may only get better in New York.

Zach Kram explains why Paxton really is an “ace” pitcher and possibly one of the ten best pitchers in the game today.

Jonah Keri looks at the deal as well and concludes the only thing that could keep Paxton from being one of the best in the game is questions about his health.

Grant Brisbee has some rules for how to take this blockbuster trade in.

Jeff Passan writes that with the Paxton deal, the Yankees sent a message to the Red Sox (and the rest of the American League) that the Yankees aren’t to be ignored. Passan also writes that the consensus within the game is that the Mariners return for Paxton, while not bad, is “a little light.” Many of the other commentators linked to above came to similar conclusions.

Mike Axisa points out that the Yankees aren’t done this winter with the Paxton deal and explains what they still need to accomplish.

The Mariners aren’t done yet either and there is a rumor that the Mariners are discussing a deal with the Padres that would send Jean Segura and Mike Leake to San Diego for Wil Myers.

Staying with the Padres, they have designated third baseman Christian Villanueva for assignment and he is expected to sign with NPB’s Yomiuri Giants. Villanueva, a former Cubs farmhand, was the National League Rookie of the Month for April, but the rest of his 2018 season didn’t live up to its first month.

We spent most of yesterday at Bleed Cubbie Blue tracking Cubs roster moves before rosters froze for until the Rule 5 draft. But other teams had interesting day as well. For example, the Rays DFA’d C.J. Cron, who hit .253/.323/.493 with 30 home runs for Tampa Bay in 2018. This puzzling move was made to protect more minor leaguers from the Rule 5 draft, but some are pointing Cron being arbitration-eligible this winter. Still, it seems like even the Rays could easily afford Cron.

The Marlins designated Derek Dietrich for assignment, who had been the team’s longest-tenured player.

The Mets released reliever Jenrry Mejia, who hasn’t pitched since 2015 thanks to three PED suspensions.

The Nationals got a catcher as they signed free agent Kurt Suzuki to a two-year deal worth $10 million. It’s Suzuki’s second stint with the Nats.

Jon Paul Morosi has seven MLB storylines as we head into the Thanksgiving holiday.

Bradford Doolittle writes that we’re going to find out this winter if MLB has established a de facto salary cap. (ESPN+ sub. req.)

Ken Rosenthal writes that MLB and the MLB Players Association need to put aside their differences and come to an agreement to fix some of the problems facing the game today. (The Athletic sub. req.) And yes, Rosenthal means a pitch clock and I’m telling you it’s a good idea. Watch a minor league game if you don’t believe me. I did and it changed my mind.

Jon Tayler has one free agent that each NL team should sign.

Jonah Keri explains why the Brewers should spend big this winter. Big for Milwaukee, at least.

Jeff Sullivan explains why free agent pitcher Nathan Eovaldi is a unicorn and everyone wants a unicorn for Christmas this year.

One of the biggest issues surrounding free agent Bryce Harper this winter is his defensive play, which by all measures was frankly terrible in 2018, but not bad at all in every year before that. This piece by Mike Petriello is the best that I’ve seen that explains what went wrong with Harper in the field in 2018 and why the defensive metrics were so hard on him. Unfortunately, you can see what you want to see in the details. There are many that suggest that it was a momentary blip in Harper’s career and others that are more troubling.

Ben Lindbergh does a similar dive into Harper’s defense. Lindbergh also goes deep into the details and seems to conclude that Harper was “Roger Dorn-ing” it (perhaps subconsciously) so as to not get hurt before his impending free agency.

Here’s good news. Indians outfielder (and former Cub) Leonys Martin has been cleared to begin baseball activities with no restrictions. Martin was hospitalized at the end of last season with a potentially life-threatening infection.

More good news from Cleveland. The Indians revealed their new red alternate home jerseys, which are the first Cleveland uniforms in 70 years not to feature Chief Wahoo. (Unless you count their trip to Toronto last summer where they just removed the patches.)

The new Pioneer League team in Colorado Springs have declared themselves to be the “Rocky Mountain Vibes” and have a roasted marshmallow/s’mores theme. This one is a bit too wacky for even me, but maybe you like it. It’ll probably sell a lot of merchandise, which is all that really matters.

Two pitchers, David Price of the Red Sox and Jonny Venters of the Braves, were named Comeback Players of the Year.

There is nothing scarier in baseball than a comebacker to the mound and Sam Miller breaks down the scariest comebackers from 2018.

Finally, if you need cheering up this holiday season, check out Cardinals outfielder Harrison Bader playing with the new puppy mascot of the NHL’s St. Louis Blues.

And tomorrow will be a better day than today, Buster. Have a happy Thanksgiving from everyone at BCB.

Source: https://www.bleedcubbieblue.com/2018/11/21/18106113/mlb-bullets-adrian-beltre-hall-of-fame-james-paxton-yankees-mariners-bryce-harper-defense

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Random Hearts l

Once upon a time there was a girl named Tyra.

Tyra had no siblings, but a cousin of the same age Joanna. Both girls looked like two peas in a pod and were as close as sisters.

The two girls with golden hair and large emerald green eyes belonged to a noble and proud family.

A family that had always been very important and although the current heir seemed to do everything to make them fall into oblivion, the Lannisters were too rich to be forgotten.

They were born in Lannisport and their parents did not have the power or money of the Lions from the Rock, the ancestral home of the Lannister, nevertheless Tyra and Joanna were proud to be part of their family. They saw themselves as lionesses and had sworn that the world would hear their roar.

Joanna was more successful there, having grown up with important people and high-ranking folks, courted by Aerys Targaryen prince of high society, the beautiful lioness had married Tywin Lannister, the heir of Casterly Rock.

Young, cunning and fearless. The man that with just twenty-one years held important positions in the family's business.

Tyra was sure, if Tywin had been born a few centuries earlier, they would have dedicated verses and poems for his deeds.

Joanna had married the "Lion King", lived a fairytale life, respected, adored, courted.

The absolute love of her husband was source of envy for many ladies of Westero's high society, who wouldn't receive such affection from their husbands.

Tyra had much less luck of her cousin.

No, she had not gone to school with such of Rhaella Targaryen or Ilaria Martell, neither had a "grand seigneur" courted her.

Tyra had only the appearance of the once loved, but now only envied, cousin.

Everyone said that she lacked the fire of Joanna.

"What I miss are the friends in high places!" Tyra thought bitterly as she served tea to her mother's annoying friends, and would have gladly drank something stronger.

Everyone knew that Joanna and herself, had loved each other like sisters, everyone seemed to know of their dreams, all compared her to the fortunate cousin!

So she married, scarcely a month after Joanna and only a few weeks after their first date, a Martin Payne, a distant relative of the Payne who acted as handyman for Tywin, a man who had the advantage of not having met her cousin, who called her the most beautiful woman ever seen, a man who wanted to be important.

"Honey, I don't want to stay for my entire life in the shadow of Tywin Lannister! Ilyn, the bloody fool, thinks your cousin Tywin would be a God" The two were naked, Martyn caressed her, enchanted by her beauty.

Although not rich, Tyra was a Lannister, even the copy of the wife of the "Lion", he was sure that the Lannisters would open their coffers and give them a nice dowry.

Tyra also seemed docile, but was a real lioness in bed, he was sure she would be his fortune.

"Tyra are you sure you want to marry?" The concerned Joanna had asked, "You have known him for so little!"

The bride had just returned from their honeymoon, a short one since Tywin could not be absent too long.

Tyra had hated her, the makeup of her cousin was impeccable. The dress she wore simple but refined. No one would ever confuse the elegant woman with her.

"Joanna, you believe you are the only one worthy to get married, right?" She asked, pouring a glass of wine "Want some?"

"Tyra it is just ten!"

"Too early to get up, for a bride, don't you think?"

"Tyra do you know what you're doing? Tywin said that Martyn's draft is doomed to fail. Also he wants to go so far away! Tywin …"

"Joanna, " Snapped Tyra "Would you please stop naming your husband every ten-seconds? I want to go away, I want something of my own and Martyn will help me!"

"Tyra, do you love him?"

"I think so."

"Good luck, lioness."

"You too, lioness."

They embraced, they would not meet again for almost ten years.

Irony of fate both women who were often mistaken for twins, had both given birth to twins.

Tyra had given birth first, followed two months later by Joanna.

Joanna had given birth to a beautiful boy and a girl, she named them Jaime and Ceres.

The twins were perfect blondes creatures. Jaime had inherited both the golden curls and the emerald green eyes from his mother, while little Ceres's eyes were pale green flecked with gold like the eyes of her father, her hair pale blond.

The little family seemed to be out of a book. So much beauty and perfection, could not be true.

Tyra at the other hand...the pregnancy had stolen all energy, she felt lonely, ugly, fat. As the twins had finally decided to come out she found herself with a beautiful little girl with golden curls and a dwarf. Cersei Lannister was a pure Lannister, blonde, fair skinned, with the same green eyes of her mother. The child whom she named Tyrion was an ugly dwarf with a mixture of blond and black hair, with a black eye and a green one. Tyra had screamed in horror as soon as the nurse had tried to put him in her arms.

"A dwarf and a girl" proclaimed Martyn disappointed and half drunk after the doctors had explained that Tyra could no longer have children. He had had already vision of him working with his sons. The euphoria of marriage had lasted little. Martyn was a stuffed shirt, his famous nose for business, a joke.

He had invested in a chain of fast food stores at low cost, and business had gone fairly well, until he decided to expand. Too much and too quickly.

Tyrion and Cersei were not even four when Martyn escaped from the debts, creditors, a wife who hated him and the children whom he had not accepted.

Tyra was twenty-three, she behaved like a teenager and someday she felt like she was hundred years old .

Cersei was wilful and stubborn, Tyrion intelligent and affectionate.

He was the one who calmed his sister, already taller than him, he explained her the rules of the games, when Cersei wanted to hurl the games away.

"Perhaps it would have been better if Cersei had been the dwarf, my sweet Tyrion did not deserve this." Decided Tyra.

Twenty-three years a fugitive husband, two little kids who had caused her to be barren, and an avalanche of debt… but Tyra was positive to make it alone.

"Listen to me little doll, we women have our weapons," She said as the little girl tried stubbornly to put together the pieces of a puzzle. The pieces did not fit together, but the child wouldn't give up. Tyrion had managed to complete the same puzzle in scarcely an hour.

"Rifle?" She asked with her green eyes wide open. Tyra laughed, drinking her gin and tonic "No my dear, between your legs." Cersei looked confused.

'The girl is a little stupid' she thought .

Tyra did not know that Cersei was a normal, even smart girl and that Tyrion was a little genius. Maybe if the children had attended a nursery, or other children, Tyra would have noticed, but she had no money to make them go to kindergarten and although she loved Tyrion, she was ashamed of his deformity.

"Cersei luckily you're beautiful and you will not need to use your brain." She explained stroking her tousled curls.

"I'm going out with Uncle Gary, if you are hungry there are chips and cookies. Do not eat in bed!" She hugged and kissed Tyrion, drank the last drop of her drink, and went out, leaving the children alone.

The children were habituated to be left alone at home, Tyra used her 'weapons' often and with permanently changing partners.

Tyrion and Cersei were very isolated and grew accustomed to rely on each other.

Cersei protected her little brother from bullies, Tyrion protected Cersei from their own mother and from other adults.

Tyra, she hadn't wanted to be called mom, had spoken of their family, they were Lannister and not stupid Payne, when Martyn had left, she took her name back and changed that of her children.

Tyrion and Cersei were lions, as good as the cubs living at Casterly Rock.

The children felt more like stray cats than lions. They that wore the old clothes of other people, they did not know any food who wasn't canned or frozen, their backpacks and school stuff were cheap and ugly, not what they had wanted.

They did not have a room, they shared the sofa bed in the living room.

This wasn't a bad thing, they had always shared a bed, it was the only way they could sleep peacefully.

Casterly Rock was, to them, a fairytale place. If only they could reach that place, everything would be better.

They were nine when they met Joanna Lannister and their lives changed.

Tyrion would later tell that it all started with the lice infestation.

At this point their life with Tyra reached the point of no return.

Tyra drank too much, she 'fell in love' too easily and could not keep a job.

The twins were used to being treated like beggars.

The humiliation followed them step by step.

The apartments were increasingly poor and small, the clothes of the twins often used, the 'boyfriends' increasingly shady.

Men who were loud, who raised their hands against Tyra ... and touched little girls.

One Thursday afternoon Cersei and Tyrion had returned home with the news that the class of the girl was infested with lice.

Tyra had scolded the girl.

Cersei would have liked to scream in her face that it was not her fault that in the degraded school they attended, lice were not unusual, like the visits of social services.

"We have to cut them" decided Tyra with a mean grin.

The little girl looked appalled at her mother, as if she did not recognize her.

"No, I beg you Mom, no!" The small body of Cersei was shaking.

She was so afraid to forget that Tyra did not want to be called mom.

Cersei had never received nothing but compliments for her golden hair.

The last boyfriend's of Tyra loved to brush and pet them, which at the beginning had made her mother happy. 'He treats her as he would his own!' She had thought. But after a while she began to hate his exchange of affection.

They had split the month before.

The twins were sleeping, as Tyra started to scream.

"You fuck me and you whisper her name? Depraved! Pervert! Crappy pedophile!" She threw him out of the apartment and then she started to drink.

The next day at Cersei's timid question if "uncle" Jay would return, Tyra had slapped the girl shouting that she was a nasty little bitch in heat.

Tyrion had flung himself between them to subtract his twin from the fury of their mother, but Tyra had managed to hurt his twin.

At that moment he felt more powerless than ever, he wanted to raise his sister and lay on the couch, but he could only support her with difficulty; Cersei was bigger than him.

He had brought a cloth and ice and gently, he had seen his mother do so many times, had dabbed her cheekbones that were already tinged with blue.

"Tyrion, why did she beat me? " She asked through tears, "Why did she called me bitch in heat?"

The look he threw his sister was full of compassion. "Being beautiful must be hard." He muttered sadly.

What a strange creature her brother was, thought the little girl; the body of a child, the words of an adult, the wisdom of an old man.

"I'll go get a cola, ok?"

"Thank you, brother!"

Tyrion smiled, but his smile was sad, so sad that Cersei began to cry again.

Uncle Jay had promised to take them to the zoo! Cersei wanted so much to see the lions.

In the evening Tyra had apologized, she hugged her and called them her golden babies and had vowed that they would go to see the lions.

She ordered Cersei's favorite pizza.

"Hey! This pizza is as big as me!" Exclaimed Tyrion making them laugh.

That evening they had seen a movie in Tyra's bed. They had their first taste of wine.

"Crap!" The twins shouted in perfect sync, while Tyra laughed to tears.

It had been nice, even though it hurt Cersei's face when she laughed.

In the following days Tyrion and Cersei stayed at home

'A bad cold' Tyra had told the teacher on the phone.

Mom had showed her how to hide the bruises with the background color. They laughed and laughed, especially when together they had rigged Tyrion.

Unfortunately, the week before the news of the lice, Tyra had found a heart plush that Jay had given her for Valentine...

Since then she had not called Cersei her little golden fairy anymore and she had started to treat her coldly...

"Mom there are shampoos we can buy, or we can use some home remedy like hot vinegar, you do not need to cut them!"

"Some things it is better to kill them in the bud so that do not create problems later" had answered Tyra "Also a little bit of humility will do your sister good." She added, taking a pair of scissors from a kitchen drawer.

She had beaten Cersei who tried to escape and thrown Tyrion, who was trying to defend his sister, against a shelf.

She had cut her long blonde curls of her daughter and threatened to cut off her ear if she wouldn't stop.

"What do you need your ears for, if you never hear anything from anyone?" She shouted in her face.

Terrified, feeling that her mother was serious, Cersei closed her eyes and stopped moving.

When Tyrion had regained consciousness, the clash against the shelves had provided a nice bloody wound to his head, he almost did not recognize the face of the person who was treating his wound with ice, as he had done almost a month before to her.

Cersei's face was deformed with puffy eyes closed to slits, her lower lip split, almost bald.

"Tyrion, I hate to be a stupid powerless girl." Cersei's voice was strangely flat, so different from her usual vibrant energy.

"Cersei. I'll never be big and strong, but I promise you, one day I'll know how to protect you." His was a solemn oath.

The two embraced, as always having the feeling of being so different as to be equal.

They were the opposite one from the other, but at the same time two sides of the same coin.

Tyra was out, no doubt she would drink and would return the next day, or she would have found a man, another "Mr. Right " and she reassured them euphoric that everything would be better than before, that they would return to be true lions!

By now, they almost did not believe her anymore, at least they tried not to, because Tyra had always been pretty damn convincing.

Cersei who could not stop touching her head, went to bed exhausted.

When in the middle of the night the bell rang, the children were not surprised, everything was possible with Tyra Lannister, but it was not her, but the police.

Tyra had caused an accident drunk.

The police had thrown a look at the children and the squalor around them and one of them had murmured "Shit, call the social services."

The twins could be called brave, but words such as: 'social services', 'adoption', 'eviction' and 'orphanage' had the power to make them tremble.

"If it were possible I would call Tywin Lannister." Tyrion asked with his adult like manner.

The two policemen laughed.

"Look at this little man! No doubt you are in good relations with the vortex of power, but it would be easier to talk to the president or the Pope!"

"It can be, but we are not related it with the president, nor with the Pope, but with Tywin Lannister!" He told them calm and composed, before adding. "It would be better to talk with his wife, Joanna Lannister, the cousin of my mother"

"Relatives? I did not know that poor Lannisters existed! "

He laughed good-naturedly, but from the tone of voice Tyrion understood that he would phone anyway, if you were really related with the mighty lion of Lannister Corporation they could not afford to make him unhappy.

"We," Began the boy looking up "are cats of a different coat."

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MLB Bullets is a legend in these parts

We interrupt your regularly scheduled off-season deals and rumors fest for this special report from Arlington, Texas.

It wasn’t unexpected, but Rangers third baseman Adrian Beltre called it a career after 21 seasons. If I’m correct, I believe this means that Bartolo Colon is the only remaining active player from the 1990s.

As Tim Kurkjian writes, no one had more fun playing baseball than Adrian Beltre.

Benjamin Hoffman calls Beltre the “all-time great that you didn’t notice.”

Except, as Grant Brisbee notes, you probably did. Brisbee calls Beltre the favorite ballplayer of the baseball internet bubble. Brisbee notes that while the public at large may not have been aware of Beltre’s greatness, those of us who live in a world where we regularly read about baseball on the internet (and that means you, because you’re here reading this) were hip to the greatness of Adrian Beltre. I mean, you know that Beltre has a higher career WAR than Brooks Robinson, George Brett and Wade Boggs, right? That’s what makes you (and Beltre) special.

The other thing that made Beltre special was how much fun he had at the game and Emma Baccellieri writes that the game is now less fun without Beltre in it.

Bill Baer explains why Beltre is a no-doubt Hall-of-Famer.

Here’s a collection of memories from Beltre’s career.

Perhaps no one will miss Beltre more than his friend and teammate Elvis Andrus who posted a tribute about what Beltre meant to him.

The Yankees and Mariners made a major deal as the Mariners sent pitcher James Paxton to New York in exchange for pitchers Justus Sheffield and Erik Swanson along with outfielder Dom Thompson-Williams.

Jeff Sullivan breaks down the deal for both sides.

Travis Sawchik writes that the Yankees got the best pitcher available this winter and he may only get better in New York.

Zach Kram explains why Paxton really is an “ace” pitcher and possibly one of the ten best pitchers in the game today.

Jonah Keri looks at the deal as well and concludes the only thing that could keep Paxton from being one of the best in the game is questions about his health.

Grant Brisbee has some rules for how to take this blockbuster trade in.

Jeff Passan writes that with the Paxton deal, the Yankees sent a message to the Red Sox (and the rest of the American League) that the Yankees aren’t to be ignored. Passan also writes that the consensus within the game is that the Mariners return for Paxton, while not bad, is “a little light.” Many of the other commentators linked to above came to similar conclusions.

Mike Axisa points out that the Yankees aren’t done this winter with the Paxton deal and explains what they still need to accomplish.

The Mariners aren’t done yet either and there is a rumor that the Mariners are discussing a deal with the Padres that would send Jean Segura and Mike Leake to San Diego for Wil Myers.

Staying with the Padres, they have designated third baseman Christian Villanueva for assignment and he is expected to sign with NPB’s Yomiuri Giants. Villanueva, a former Cubs farmhand, was the National League Rookie of the Month for April, but the rest of his 2018 season didn’t live up to its first month.

We spent most of yesterday at Bleed Cubbie Blue tracking Cubs roster moves before rosters froze for until the Rule 5 draft. But other teams had interesting day as well. For example, the Rays DFA’d C.J. Cron, who hit .253/.323/.493 with 30 home runs for Tampa Bay in 2018. This puzzling move was made to protect more minor leaguers from the Rule 5 draft, but some are pointing Cron being arbitration-eligible this winter. Still, it seems like even the Rays could easily afford Cron.

The Marlins designated Derek Dietrich for assignment, who had been the team’s longest-tenured player.

The Mets released reliever Jenrry Mejia, who hasn’t pitched since 2015 thanks to three PED suspensions.

The Nationals got a catcher as they signed free agent Kurt Suzuki to a two-year deal worth $10 million. It’s Suzuki’s second stint with the Nats.

Jon Paul Morosi has seven MLB storylines as we head into the Thanksgiving holiday.

Bradford Doolittle writes that we’re going to find out this winter if MLB has established a de facto salary cap. (ESPN+ sub. req.)

Ken Rosenthal writes that MLB and the MLB Players Association need to put aside their differences and come to an agreement to fix some of the problems facing the game today. (The Athletic sub. req.) And yes, Rosenthal means a pitch clock and I’m telling you it’s a good idea. Watch a minor league game if you don’t believe me. I did and it changed my mind.

Jon Tayler has one free agent that each NL team should sign.

Jonah Keri explains why the Brewers should spend big this winter. Big for Milwaukee, at least.

Jeff Sullivan explains why free agent pitcher Nathan Eovaldi is a unicorn and everyone wants a unicorn for Christmas this year.

One of the biggest issues surrounding free agent Bryce Harper this winter is his defensive play, which by all measures was frankly terrible in 2018, but not bad at all in every year before that. This piece by Mike Petriello is the best that I’ve seen that explains what went wrong with Harper in the field in 2018 and why the defensive metrics were so hard on him. Unfortunately, you can see what you want to see in the details. There are many that suggest that it was a momentary blip in Harper’s career and others that are more troubling.

Ben Lindbergh does a similar dive into Harper’s defense. Lindbergh also goes deep into the details and seems to conclude that Harper was “Roger Dorn-ing” it (perhaps subconsciously) so as to not get hurt before his impending free agency.

Here’s good news. Indians outfielder (and former Cub) Leonys Martin has been cleared to begin baseball activities with no restrictions. Martin was hospitalized at the end of last season with a potentially life-threatening infection.

More good news from Cleveland. The Indians revealed their new red alternate home jerseys, which are the first Cleveland uniforms in 70 years not to feature Chief Wahoo. (Unless you count their trip to Toronto last summer where they just removed the patches.)

The new Pioneer League team in Colorado Springs have declared themselves to be the “Rocky Mountain Vibes” and have a roasted marshmallow/s’mores theme. This one is a bit too wacky for even me, but maybe you like it. It’ll probably sell a lot of merchandise, which is all that really matters.

Two pitchers, David Price of the Red Sox and Jonny Venters of the Braves, were named Comeback Players of the Year.

There is nothing scarier in baseball than a comebacker to the mound and Sam Miller breaks down the scariest comebackers from 2018.

Finally, if you need cheering up this holiday season, check out Cardinals outfielder Harrison Bader playing with the new puppy mascot of the NHL’s St. Louis Blues.

And tomorrow will be a better day than today, Buster. Have a happy Thanksgiving from everyone at BCB.

Source: https://www.bleedcubbieblue.com/2018/11/21/18106113/mlb-bullets-adrian-beltre-hall-of-fame-james-paxton-yankees-mariners-bryce-harper-defense

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Did Mike Matheny Cost Trevor Rosenthal $40 Million?

By Adam Felder

If you’re a Cardinals fan, there are very few reasons to like Mike Matheny. The team has gotten steadily worse on his watch, and despite him now being in his sixth season, he’s seemingly learned precious little about any of the managerial aspects of the game that fans have access to. He might well be the “Leader of Men” in the clubhouse (though given his handling of several players, that’s debatable as well), but in the dugout he’s a complete imbecile.

But we’re treading old ground here. Matheny makes a great punching bag with his constantly inventing new forms of tactical idiocy. Hell, back when I was freelancing, his ineptitude gave me fodder for a column or three every week. The man made me money.

And “making money” seems to be the one thing I admired about Matheny. No, not that he’s good at making money—he’s a schmuck at that, too—but rather that he wanted his players to get paid.

Matheny has said on more than one occasion that he’s aware that saves are the metric by which relievers are evaluated, fairly or unfairly. However meaningless it may be when it comes to constructing a winning team, it’s admirable that Matheny wants to help his players get paid in arbitration and free agency.

Alas, Matheny’s an idiot, and even his best intentions are bungled by his idiocy. In this case, the money lost in Matheny’s real estate bungling has nothing on what he’s presumably cost Trevor Rosenthal.

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Not to belabor the point (though if you want me to, click here), but free agency is the promised land that only a tiny fraction of professional ballplayers ever get to see. For those lucky few who manage to navigate the ridiculous hoops that make up the MLB labor agreement, free agency is a chance to reach the payday they should’ve had for years prior.

Trevor Rosenthal, who’s about to enter his final year of team control, was incredibly close to that payday. Instead, he is having Tommy John surgery. He’s certainly done for the balance of 2017, and in all likelihood finished for the entirety of 2018 as well.

Prior to the injury, he would’ve made about $8.2 million (using the 40/60/80 guideline for the three arbitration years) in 2018, though it’s debatable if that would’ve been in a Cardinals uniform. At the very least, he would’ve been attractive in a trade—some team would’ve happily paid him that salary for a single year as they chased a championship, and then also collected a draft pick when Rosenthal reached free agency as a very good closer.

And make no mistake: as frustrating as Rosey has been to watch at times, he’s a very good closer. Since joining the Cardinals in 2012, Rosenthal has accrued the twelfth-highest WAR among relief pitchers—behind eleven names that are also highly-paid closers:

I think we can all agree that Rosey doesn’t belong in the conversation for the top 5 guys on this list. Jansen, Chapman, and Kimbrel are all otherworldly talents who put up videogame numbers. Andrew Miller doesn’t close—his managers have been smart enough to just deploy him in the highest-leverage situations possible. His four-year, $36 million deal seems a bargain—the result of his both not accruing saves as a reliever, and perhaps his being a frankly terrible starting pitcher at the beginning of his career. One could forgive some GMs for thinking that Miller’s strong stats out of the bullpen before free agency were just a byproduct of small sample size, and that the larger body of uninspiring starting pitcher innings were a better descriptor of Miller’s future results.

Then there’s Betances, who only recently inherited the closer’s role in New York, taking over for the deposed Chapman. He’s similar to Rosenthal in that he walks too many and strikes out a ton, but he’s also much harder to hit. More importantly, Betances hasn’t reached free agency so we can’t really evaluate him.

But David Robertson? You could make a case that Rosenthal had similar numbers before Robertson reached free agency, and he signed a four-year, $46 million deal with the White Sox.

Mark Melancon? Rosenthal stacks up relatively well against him (a higher K/9, though a worse ERA and much worse WHIP thanks to Melancon’s superb control). Melancon just got a four-year, $62 million deal from the Giants.

You might’ve noticed I skipped a couple names on the list: Greg Holland and Wade Davis. I skipped them because the two of them are instructive when it comes to what happens to dominant relievers as they get hurt approaching free agency.

Greg Holland was, without question, an elite relief pitcher for the Royals. He put up a 2.42 ERA and a 12.1 K/9 for the Royals from 2010–2015, notching 145 saves in the process.

And then he got hurt. Holland was part of the elite big three for the Royals in their 2014 World Series run, but was nowhere to be found in the 2015 postseason when the Royals actually won the Series. He missed the entirety of 2016—in much the same way Rosenthal is going to miss the last little bit of this season and likely the entirety of next season—and ended up getting a flyer from the Colorado Rockies: one year at $6 million, with a $15 million player option for 2018. The Rockies were clearly cognizant of the going rate for an elite closer when it came to that option year—$15 million is too low if Holland recaptured his previous form. Indeed, he has, making the All-Star team and leading the league in saves. Holland is lucky—his injury apparently only delayed his payday, rather than negated it.

Then there’s Wade Davis, part of the Wil Myers-James Shields trade that the Royals inexplicably won, as it turns out. Davis signed a team-friendly deal with the Rays back when he was a starting pitcher, exchanging some of his highest earnings potential years for the certainty of drawing a large paycheck should he get hurt (or get bad) before reaching free agency. The Royals moved him from the rotation to the pen in 2014, and suddenly had a dominant reliever. Davis, in turn, came up lame in 2016, hitting the DL with the velocity loss and “forearm tightness” that all too often is a precursor to Tommy John surgery. He ended up traded for Jorge Soler, a toolsy player who hasn’t panned out thus far, and one with a much lesser value than most closers of his caliber fetch (see the package the Nats gave up for Melancon last season, or what the Cubs paid for Chapman).

Point being: a reliever, however good, who has the whiff of injury, is going to make a lot less money when he hits free agency. And Rosenthal, whose numbers put him comfortably in the at least four-year, $60 million range if healthy, instead is looking at best at a Holland-esque package that totals closer to $20 million.

Now, twenty million dollars is still a shitload of money, and it’s not like Rosenthal is going to be in the poor house anytime soon. But it’s also $40 million less than what he’d have gotten had he stayed healthy, and that’s just at the low end. Sure, the going rate for a Rosenthal-tier closer might be $60 million over four years, but that’s during the 2016 offseason. Who’s to say what the rate will be during the 2018 offseason, or if a particularly desperate team wouldn’t overpay him?

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There should be no question that Rosenthal’s injury will cost him at least $40 million dollars. Now the question becomes: who is to blame for that injury?

Maybe nobody is to blame. If there’s one conclusion I can draw from pitchers that get Tommy John, it’s that there’s really no consistent set of behaviors that invariably leads to—or avoids—ligament replacement surgery. Certainly, overuse is a factor—it’s why there’s such a rash of the surgery at the youth level: the human elbow just isn’t made to handle the kind strain pitching puts on it. But a pitcher has to pitch in order to make his living, and the line between “use” and “overuse” is fuzzy and difficult to define. Just ask the Nats, who iced Stephen Strasburg before their hilarious demise at the hands of Pete Kozma in 2012. Maybe Rosenthal goes under the knife no matter what his usage pattern was.

But let’s be honest about this: Matheny’s usage of Rosenthal didn’t help, and he was overused to the point that his agent tried to intervene. The Cardinals allegedly were internally concerned about Rosenthal’s overuse, though the concern wasn’t really borne out in subsequent seasons. Rosenthal was among the league leaders in both appearances and innings in 2015, and only recently fell off the leaderboard in 2017—makes sense, given that he’s now missed a week of service time.

And it’s not as if Matheny doesn’t have a history of burning out relievers to the point of injury and ineffectiveness. You could cobble together a damned good bullpen out of guys that Matheny has overused:

Jason Motte, 2012: 1st in saves and 20th among relievers in innings pitched (not to mention another 8 postseason innings). Needed Tommy John by the following season and has never come close to recapturing his dominant form.

Edward Mujica, 2013: an all-star who reached September with a superb 1.73 ERA over a whopping 57.1 innings, he was completely burned out by the season’s final month. His September ERA was 11.05, and he should’ve been left off the postseason roster entirely. He ended up getting a two-year, $9.5 million deal from the Red Sox and has been entirely ineffective since. His MLB career is almost certainly over given that he couldn’t cut it with the 2017 Tigers.

Pat Neshek, 2014: an all-star who reached late August with a superb 0.81 ERA over a whopping 55.1 innings, he was completely burned out by the season’s final month. His ERA the rest of the season was 6.75, and he gave up the game-tying home run to Michael Morse in the “let’s use Michael Wacha in extra innings on the road; who cares if he hasn’t pitched in a month” elimination game against the Giants.

Kevin Siegrist, 2015: he led all of MLB in appearances, but looked completely gassed by the postseason. Gave up a series of bombs to the Cubs (most notably the one by Kyle Schwarber which may not have landed yet) in the NLDS. His velocity—and as a result, his effectiveness—was notably down that October, and never recovered. It’s continued to dip in 2016, and further dipped in 2017. He’s spent time on and off the disabled list ever since.

Seung-Hwan Oh, 2016: an all-star who made the eighth-most appearances and seventh-most innings among relievers, despite the fact he’d come nowhere close to those totals since his rookie season in Korea. Charitably, he’s been mediocre in 2017, with an awful 1.3 HR/9, and a pedestrian K/9 of 8.7.

Seth Maness, 2013–2015: Despite being called up a ways into the 2013 season, Maness ranks eighth overall in appearances from 2013–2015, just one slot ahead of our man Rosenthal. Maness was never a power pitcher—his whole shtick was absurdly-good control, but even a finesse pitcher needs to have some measure of velocity. By 2016, Maness didn’t. His low-90s heater dipped into the upper 80s, and while the elbow surgery he needed wasn’t precisely Tommy John and is apparently medically interesting, he still hasn’t recovered. He allowed a whopping 14.9 H/9 during a brief tenure with the Royals this season, and has spent most of his time in AAA.

Stack those six guys up with Trevor Rosenthal, and if they’re all healthy and effective, you have the best bullpen in baseball by a long shot. Again: entirely possible some or all of these guys would’ve run into trouble even with more conservative usage. We don’t know. But Matheny certainly has a track record of burning his best pitchers out.

And now we add Trevor Rosenthal to the scrap heap. We’ll never know for sure if his overuse contributed to his injury, but we know that his overuse was intentional on Matheny’s part—he was trying to help. And we also know that Rosenthal’s injury has cost him at least forty million bucks.

It makes Matheny’s real estate bungling look positively pedestrian in comparison.

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Wiebe: Presenting the All-Underrated Best XI, aka the Dom Badji All-Stars

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April 4, 201811:10AM EDT

If you score your first professional hat trick and it isn’t plastered all over the front page of MLSsoccer.com, I think it’s fair to say you’re living your soccer life under the radar.

Consider this column a mea culpa to striker Dominique Badji, who deserved better after his three goals fueled the Colorado Rapids first win of the season, a 3-0 romp against the Philadelphia Union. By now, you know some guy named Zlatan stole the show in Week 5. In any other week, Badji would be the shoo-in MLS Player of the Week – you can guess how that turned out – and we’d all collectively be singing his praises.

Yet, as so many of you have pointed out to me on Twitter, relative crickets.

No more. I present to you my All-Underrated (and Overlooked) Best XI, also known as the Dom Badji All-Stars. You’ll undoubtedly be rankled by my picks and have suggestions of your own. Feel free to hash that out in the comments section or @ me.

GK: Matt Turner (New England Revolution)

It’s tough to find a starting ‘keeper who hasn’t had their turn in the spotlight, so we go to a relative unknown in the 23-year-old Turner, who signed with the Revs ahead of the 2016 season after going undrafted. Most figured it’d be either Cody Cropper (last year’s starter and US national team hopeful) or Brad Knighton (10-year veteran with 57 MLS starts) who won Brad Friedel’s trust. Instead, Turner’s got four starts, two wins, a massive penalty save and a hold on the job (for now).

LB: Ben Sweat (New York City FC)

I assumed Ronald Matarrita, a Costa Rican international finally healthy after a year out recovering from a broken foot, would be the starting left back on opening day for NYCFC. In assuming, I overlooked how good Sweat was in 2017 (25 starts, six assists), and how much Patrick Vieira valued a player who earned his place via trial and hasn’t let go of his starting spot. Sweat’s a two-way player, he’s comfortable in possession and he absolutely deserves more love.

CB: Francisco Calvo (Minnesota United)

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Not a troll job, I swear! In no way is this about the Loons captain calling for more respect for his squad. It’s about the fact that Calvo doesn’t get enough love for being one of the most versatile, physically gifted defenders in MLS. The Costa Rican was Top 10 among defenders in headed clearances and interceptions last year, one to forget for the Minnesota defense, and he’ll be the rock Adrian Heath continues to build around in 2018, most likely with a trip to Russia sandwiched in the middle of the year.

CB: Aaron Long (New York Red Bulls)

This was a toss-up between the Red Bulls man and NYCFC’s Alex Callens, who has near zero name recognition despite being arguably MLS’s best defender a year ago. Long’s career is basically defined by being overlooked and underrated. He was drafted in the second-round by the Timbers in 2014 and never played a minute for the first team. He moved to Seattle, same story. Long did play for Sounders 2, however, and the Red Bulls saw promised. After a year with RBII (USL Defender of the Year), he earned a move to the first-team contract and immediately became first-choice for Jesse Marsch.

RB: Nick Lima (San Jose Earthquakes)

Shout out to Real Salt Lake’sTony Beltran, who has been on this team for the better part of a decade. Nick Lima may be the next in the line of domestic outside backs that hold it down for years and never truly get the respect they deserve. Last season was a good start for the Quakes Homegrown (22 games played, 20 starts, two goals and an assist), and now it’s about consistency, longevity and helping San Jose become a regular playoff team again.

CM: Ilie (Sporting KC)

Callum is right.

So many holding midfielder across the world get no where near the amount of credit they deserve. If someone’s underrated, its usually a defensive midfielder.

— Callum Williams (@CalWilliamsComm) April 3, 2018

Ilie gets the nod here because I watch and talk about this league so much that the likes of Wil Trapp, Alex Ring, Diego Chara, Jeff Larentowicz and others I don’t have time to name generally feel properly appreciated in my book. They are very good and important to their team’s success, for various collective and individual reasons.

That leaves me with Ilie, who must be both the metronome and conscience in Sporting’s midfield. That’s not easy with Roger Espinoza and Felipe Gutierrez marauding ahead of you and the fullbacks pushing high. When you try to explain why Kansas City had the league’s best defense a year ago, you’d be wise to widen your scope beyond the backline and goalkeeper Tim Melia.

CM: Ibson (Minnesota United)

**Violins in the background** You can hate me now, but I won’t stop now…

I bet you didn’t know Ibson finished last season with the following stat line among his fellow MLS midfielders. All courtesy of Opta.

So Ibson and … a who’s who of MLS’s best midfielders. Since I am guessing you don’t know much of anything about the Minnesota midfielder unless you live in Minnesota, that makes him overlooked, for sure, and underrated, in my opinion.

AM: Federico Higuain (Columbus Crew SC)

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Here are profiles for two Argentine No. 10s in MLS. Both played their first full MLS season in 2013. One is Higuain, and the other shall remain unnamed for now.

Player A: 12,574 minutes played (152 GP, 146 GS), 59 goals, 53 assists

Player B: 13,101 minutes played (154 GP, 149 GS), 50 goals, 51 assists

Player A has three MLS Best XIs, three All-Star appearances and an MVP award to his name. Player B has received none of those individual plaudits. Player A lost to Player B in MLS Cup 2015, a game that cemented Player B’s legacy.

Player A is Pipa, Columbus’ quiet genius. Player B is Portland’s Diego Valeri, near universally and rightfully revered. My point? With a few different bounces in 2015 and a little more national publicity, Higuain’s profile would be a lot different. He’s underrated, don’t @ me on this one.

WING: Ignacio Piatti (Montreal Impact)

This pick is more of a “Bradley Wright-Phillips Lack-of-Appreciation Team” selection than underrated or overlooked. Piatti is the name every single defender who visits the MLSsoccer.com studios mentions as the toughest 1v1 matchup in the league. He’s got back-to-back years of 17 goals and six assists. That’s best in show stuff, but I never hear his name mentioned among the league’s best players. He’s earned that recognition, and if Montreal make a run this year, it’ll largely be because their talisman willed them there.

WING: Alphonso Davies (Vancouver Whitecaps)

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Yeah, Davies has a hype train chugging along behind him already, and yet he’s still underrated and overlooked. If Davies was American, the whole country would be salivating at the combination of potential and production the 17-year-old wunderkind has already shown in his young career. He’d be the Next Great Hope, a player to help us forget about the disappointment of Russia 2018. But he’s not ours, and he’ll likely help our northern neighbors eventually reach the promised land along with a raft of other young players. Congrats to Canada and Vancouver. I am jealous. Davies is that good, and he’s just scratching the surface.

CF: Dominique Badji (Colorado Rapids)

Finally, our namesake finishes out the squad. Every single offseason, this one included, we talk about the Rapids needing a game-changing forward. Meanwhile, Badji’s just out here quietly producing. He bagged nine goals and six assists last year without a ton of help, six and four the year before and already has four goals in three games this season. Maybe Colorado doesn’t need more strikers. Maybe they need to feed the beast they already have. Congrats on the hatty, Dom!

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