#my mom works at the store location friend does

[anadorablekiwi]

OHMIGOSH LOOK WHAT MY FRIEND GOT ME

Its been a really rough day so this was a Lovely thing to come home to 🥰

[eyedrateanatomy]

ok wait yeah i need to talk about the short. let me compile all my thoughts and theories hold on

-the candy club is absolutely a lure for kids. cult needs kids, kids like candy. theres a few things in the town that lure kids in. vans and stores that give out candy, clowns, etc. based on the fact that the candy dealer is associated with the cartel (who trade actual sugar i guess) kevin was probably just hired to be an easy pawn and a scapegoat. thats what pelo meant when he drew kevin being puppeteered by cd (gonna ignore the fact that cd has a poster that says his candy is better than the candy clubs. thats for later) but i dont think hed hire just Anyone since cd also works for the cult, and this leads to my next observation

-kevins mom is seen with a diamond on her shirt, and her hair sticking out to the sides in points just like skiddads hairstyle. kevin clearly doesnt know about any cult, at least not yet. do his parents know? are they forced into it? do they understand who theyre associated with? plus we all know a photo with a heart drawn under it is a bad sign for the fates of the people in the pic. coughs Hope and her mother coughs

-roy is doomed. he is dooooomed he is so fucking doomed. it hurts to say it but his friends have a right to give up on him and leave him. roy has been nonstop bullying and teasing skid and pump because of his own insecurities and theres been no change from him whatsoever. i sympathize with him, i know what its like to be too stubborn to change because its such a vulnerable, powerless feeling, but if my prediction is right, roys just gonna drive them away and become vulnerable to the tree entity instead. theyll all be. if hes lucky, he and his friends will live to meet again so he can make it up to them and skid & pump after a lot of self reflection and a good amount of humbling from the adults around him. or trees around him

-lila is So broken and i feel so bad for her. no nice clothes, unbrushed hair, worlds most miserable expression. you just know skid had to force her out of bed to make breakfast for them. i have a lot of thoughts about lilas grief, its really telling that years later shes struggling so hard to raise skid, whos Exactly like his father. skid himself probably struggled to cope, i think hes the one who scribbled out skiddads face in the photos. lila trims skids hair a lot, he knows she doesnt like any reminders of him but he believes the mask is enough and doesnt think of any reason why she trims it other than she just says its getting too long for the mask. also jaune is doing kind of a shit job caring for lila? dont take her out to drink wtf. i swear shes part of the cult

-skid and pumps hair is revealed which means i get to post this observation i made. notice how susie not only has the pointed sides, but her widows peak resembles the lower half of a diamond

-skiddad is back ugh. also that last image with kevin is horrifying. it reminds me of this. i still wonder what the dots mean. maybe theyre locations? or people? theres 22 dots if that helps

-what does this mean. why is it right above pump. why does the skull have a diamond on it. whos that other guy

-only a bad bitch like carmen is able to make rick That visibly mad. making him carrying that heavy bag to the car. deserved

-his stupid ass

-here he is again actually paralleling gregor

speaking of gregor, the cult member that stabs kevin Has to be him. its gotta be. also if ignacio wasnt in one of the robes i will give this short a 0/10 <- lying

[adventuringblind]

Picking at my Sins

Oscar piastri x reader

Genre: Angst, smut?

Summary: Reader comes from a religious background and struggles with self worth. Oscar is there to pick up the pieces.

Warnings: religious trauma, alluded to SH, panic attacks, talks of sex

Notes: mmmmmm definitely not self projecting or anything

Masterlist

The one thing nobody teaches in church is that innocence is simply a construct in the human mind. No one is ever truly innocent. Especially those who you expect to always love and respect you. The ones who preach to always follow the rules.

They turned their back on her. A mistake that wasn't even hers led to her entire church turning their backs on her. She was left to fend with nothing. Her parents were facing the same issue, only they were the ones who started it.

It was for that reason she left.

She wouldn't call herself innocent. Simply inexperienced. She knows what she would like to try but hasn't been able to do so.

She was alone for so long. A new place makes it hard to make friends. Especially since she has a religious background, people tend to immediately think the worst.

She met Oscar in October of 2022. It was cold and rainy that evening. She needed something from the store, and she didn't have a car, so she'd settled for walking in the torrential down pour.

Alcohol. She needed alcohol after a lengthy conversation with her mom that didn't end well and a ten hour shift at a job she gets minimum wage for. Then, to feed her depressed mood, she went to the nearest park with a pretty view, sat on the bench, and drank straight from the bottle.

She's not sure how long she'd been here, but it was long enough that she was shivering and drenched. The liquor barely touched. How had religion touched that, too? Why does she feel sick at the idea of putting her mouth to the bottle?

The park is deserted, and she assumes that it'll remain that way. It doesn't. And at some point, a male comes running towards her. He's probably just out for some kind of workout he can't pause even for the weather.

She assumes he'll run right by her. He doesn't. Imstead he stops to make conversation. Then he sits with her. Then they walk together to somewhere out of the rain.

That is how she found herself talking to the Australian any moment she got. It's how she made a friend who didn't care that she couldn't stomach eating food at times because it could cause imperfections. A friend who let her rant about her ridiculous situation.

Then, a friend became a lover. He asked her out in January. He asked her to that same park which they had met months earlier. He told her they didn't have to do anything quickly. That he was willing to help her figure it out. He truly saw her for who she was and wanted to continue having stupid conversations and finding weird locations to explore.

She worked through things slowly. Many panic attacks were had. The first time she dyed her hair, she cried. Her first time wearing clothes that revealed more than they should have, she also cried. She couldn't even wear them out due to the sheer amount of overwhelming feelings.

Then she left to travel with Oscar. He dragged her around the world with him. Asking nothing in return aside from loving him unconditionally and being his pillar through the stress of a rookie season.

He was so gentle through everything. Honest with her about every misconception she had about life. Reminded her daily that being herself wasn't a sin.

The one thing she hadn't been able to get past was intimacy. It is the most taboo subject to speak about in a church. Aside from hearing that it's bad unless you're married. If it happens any other way, then you'd be punished. Shunned by all. Labeled as wicked and disgusting.

Hand holding was the first step. That came pretty easy while they were friends even. Then he kissed her and she kissed back and even though she was clumsy it was amazing.

The kiss was followed by the first of many panic attacks. A nasty thing that had her wailing and clawing at her skin.

Eventually, she got past that. Though she picked up new habits that probably weren't the best. Oscar made it a point to keep her hands occupied in more productive ways. Even if it felt childish like coloring in a colorbook. They went through three of them in a month. It became a way that they both relax.

She felt herself getting more comfortable with touch after that. Even getting far enough to get clothes off.

And then she wanted to have him completely. He was so gentle through the entire thing. Always asking how she felt. The girl felt utterly clueless and fumbled with everything, but she didn't panic. Maybe it was the overwhelming feeling of love that kept those dark thoughts out of her brain.

It was a month later that it all came crashing down. Her parents had found her. They showed up at her flat while Oscar was there.

She'd never seen the Aussie so defensive. He'd always been so laid back. Until she watched him tell her parents to get out in a horrifyingly stern voice.

It didn't matter, though. The damage had already been done. They'd already yelled about how awful she'd become. The female had just hung her head and listened. It came like muscle memory.

Oscar did get them out eventually. They left in a flurry of shouts as Oscar closed the door and locked it. Then he started from square one again.

That's when the panic attacks during sex started. She couldn't stop the thoughts. They snuck up on her. One second, she was in bliss, and the next, she was trying to claw her skin off her body. The overwhelming disgust with herself seemed to set in after that.

But Oscar was there, every time. He would hold her. Get her cleaned up. Place bandages where her nails had managed to rip skin. Then he’d occupy her mind with anything far away from the topics of intimacy and sex. He’d let her initiate contact so he didn’t scare her.

Sometime, he gets asked by friends (Lando) about his personal life. Why the two aren’t often see going out together. Why she prefers to do a shot then drink mocktails for the rest of the night.

And Oscar always gives the same over used response. “Cause I’d rather see her smiling then picking herself apart over make believe sins.”

[magefelixir]

My (10 year ole) Sister Guesses Outsiders Characters

thx to @asexual-juliet for the photos and @buryyourrevolutionaries for a) reminding me of this idea i had a bit ago b) strongly inspiring the formatting and c) having a really funny post go check out their series lolll

John

Surfer dude

Has a crush on Cheryl (my sister caught the very end of the outsiders movie when i was watching it. Cheryl is what she remembers Cherry’s name to be. this does not matter since it won’t be the same person lmfaooooo)

Kevin Michael

Nerdy, but still fun!

Works at a supermarket

Has no dad

10 Sisters

5 Brothers

Has a crush on Cheryl’s best friend, who’s named Tina.

Tim Robin

Also has a crush on Tina

He’s the responsible one

(verbatim quote: “Cuz John’s like, “Yooo let’s go steal from that store Kevin works at!” and Kevin’s like “Sure, I won’t get fired” and then Tim is like “No let’s not”)

Jack Sam

Both Cheryl and Tina have a crush on him (and so does my sister?? she says he’s pretty. i guess it runs in the family [pun not intended])

He, however does not like either of them back. This is because… he has a crush on Tina’s mom???????

He’s just a regular guy

Rodger (his nickname is Rodger Rock)

He’s a rocker just like John

John and him are frenemies

He’s in a band, he’s the drummer

John is the guitarist

Tim is lead singer.

Kevin didn’t join the band because he has a job at the supermarket

Tina

(i was like “are u sure this isn’t Cheryl??” and she was certain. dead certain. she insisted that Cheryl has red hair and that she does not)

Has a crush on Jack Sam

She works at a donut shop located right next to the supermarket Kevin Michael works at

Kevin Michael and her are besties

Cheryl’s bestie

Cheryl

(yes this is cheryl?? don’t ask me why)

She is preppylicious (her words, not mine)

Tina’s BFF

Has a crush on Kevin Michael

Jealous of Tina because Tina and Kevin Michael are best friends

Also has a crush on Jack sam

Works at Sephora (“because she’s preppylicious”)

Chelsea

Tina’s mom (?????)

Jack Sam has a crush on her.

Jack Sam, Tina, and Cheryl are all 16-18

40 years old (tilly i am so sorry)

Single mom

Absolute Baddie

Works from home

Her job is a 9-1-1 Operator

and finally,

Lucas Robert (ROBERT. NOT BOB. DO NOT CALL HIM BOB. THIS IS IMPORTANT I DONT KNOW WHY)

Tim’s Cousin

He’s only visiting for the summer, he doesn’t live there.

[gothushi]

Okay but now I need your take on bb Rob at college and interning and all that good shit. Like where do you think he's from? Does he have a family? Is he a good student? Gimme all the Rob HCs!

omg omg omg okay lets go

• location wise? my first instinct is he’s from colorado. i picture him growing up on a large slate of land, probably a farm, his family probably raised cattle and eventually when he got a little older, built a barn and housed horses.

• i think he has a big family, but on his mother’s side. his father doesn’t have any living relatives except his mother, and was an only child with no cousins, so all of his extended family is from his moms side. currently at his age now (hc 28) he has grandparents (two grandmas one grandpa), his parents, three aunts (one married so also one uncle) on his moms side, giving a handful of cousins from them. he also has one younger sister and one younger brother (sister and brother are a year ish apart), but rob has a three yr age gap so he’s the oldest sibling. he wasn’t a social child and still isn’t the most outgoing/social but he is like this🤞🏻with his siblings (even if he acts rly.. rly annoyed by them)

• i think in school from the very beginning rob is just.. super good. he’s an angel, even when he was little he was such a well behaved kid in school. he takes good notes, but i don’t think he needs to study at all. like, writes down what catches his attention and then stores everything in his head. maybe goes over stuff once, rarely twice, and yet still gets good grades. i think as he gets older into high school he gives up on taking notes and is the kid to just sit there with no school supplies, listening. once he gets into college though he locks in, takes notes more than he did in elementary, actually had his papers organized and whatnot.

• he took some wildlife courses when he got to highschool just for the reason that none of the other ones seemed like he’s be able to tolerate them. but that’s when it allll started. got hooked on the knowledge, and was set on wildlife and zoology since then. took those same courses for all four years and once he got started with college, pursued zoology.

• did really well in college. interned on a couple expeditions, even interned for a couple months at a local zoo with a handful of his fellow students. he got lined up really well with his current company thanks to his one professor who recommended rob.

• since college, he’s done plenty of expeditions, years worth of work alongside john howson (who ends up being one of his best friends). i think currently in between expeditions he works in research john’s main laboratory and also conducts studies/classes at a local university. he volunteers still on a part time shift at the local zoo, monitoring their enclosures and caring for them. it reminds him of being a kid again and caring for the cattle and horses at home.

• i like to think that before he met you, he did really keep to himself. would sometimes go to social outings with john and john’s friends, and will obviously go back home to spend time with his family, but other than that he didnt do much. he had a nice house all to himself with nothing to do.

• going from that, it didn’t necessarily depress him but.. he always had little fantasies of having something more. just silly thoughts, of a pretty thing to spend time with and enjoy life with. he loves his work, course he does, but to the outsider view, he’s just some grumpy dude who only likes animals.

• i think whenever he does meet you, however that is, he tries to ignore you as best he can. because he really, really likes you. and suddenly the invisible person in those fantasies are all replaced with you, your form. he imagines all the silliest things with you, making breakfast, watching movies, even worse– kissing, running his hand up your back-

• he’s got it bad, but once he has no choice other than to properly socialize with you one night at john’s birthday party at a nice restaurant, he experiences you a little tipsy. and being a little tipsy means you’re more confident. you’ve already liked him, thought he was so handsome and smart and cool, but he kept to himself a lot so you figured maybe he didn’t like you. all that goes out the window with a bit of alcohol, and you’re leaning on him and giggling and asking about his work and how it’s going and god he just loves your big eyes and focused face, staring like he’s the only one in the room.

• one thing leads to another, blah blah blah, next thing you know you’ve spent like a week at his house, just hanging out, watching movies. not a single thing has happened between the two of you. he goes off to work and you clean up from whatever you two ate or did, and he’s literally the happiest he’s ever been. asks you to be his girlfriend the night he gets home and finds you raiding his pantry making triple chocolate chip cookies.

[maxineholtzmann]

Hey new friends! If you're here because of my recent ficlet, I have a longer steddie fic on ao3 you might be interested in! Here's a snippet:

PROJECT EASY-BAKE

ONE - WEDNESDAY, MARCH 26th, 1986

Max Mayfield was up to something. She’d popped over on Sunday to ask for flour. Then again on Tuesday. Now it was Wednesday and here she was on Eddie’s front porch again.

“I need to borrow 2 cups of flour,” she said flatly, holding the same red plastic mixing bowl she’d been holding the last two times.

“Wow, no ‘Hi Eddie, you’re such a great neighbour, how are you doing’? This is the third time this week you’ve asked for flour. What the hell are you baking and why are you baking it in such high quantities? ” Eddie crossed his arms, leaning on the door frame of his trailer.

“None of your business, Edward. If you don’t have any I can just go ask Mrs Murphy down the road,” Max started to turn away, moving exaggeratedly slowly, glancing sidelong back at Eddie to see if he would stop her. Of course he was going to stop her–Mrs Murphy would trap her in her trailer for the next six hours if she went over there.

“Fine–you can have the flour. But I do think I deserve some kind of explanation about what it’s all for and why you haven’t just gone to buy your own bag of flour by now,” Eddie stepped back into the trailer, beckoning Max in. The girl turned, her braids whipping Eddie’s chest lightly as she stalked past him to the kitchen.

“Yeah, because I can just carry a whole bag of flour home from the grocery store on my skateboard,” Max said, rolling her eyes as she set the bowl down on the counter. She made quick work of locating the bag of flour in the cupboard and grabbing the measuring cup off the counter where she had left it the day before.

“Couldn’t Harrington take you? I know he chauffeurs all you freshmen around for whatever reason. I saw his car here on Monday,” Eddie was on a fishing expedition. He’d been trying all year to figure out why his little sheep were all obsessed with Steve Harrington of all people–maybe Max was his way in.

Max grimaced slightly, measuring out the first cup of flour carefully into the bowl, “Normally, yeah I could ask him. But not for this.”

“What, does he have a vendetta against the grocery store or something?” Eddie hopped up on the counter next to her.

“Get your ass off the counter, that’s not sanitary,” Max lightly shoved his legs, getting flour on his black jeans.

“If you think anything in this kitchen is sanitary , Red, you’d be incorrect. Stop changing the subject–what is all of this for? And why on god’s green Earth do you not want Harrington to know about it?” Eddie scooted closer as Max carefully measured out the second cup of flour.

She paused, considering. “If I tell you, you have to promise not to tell anyone.”

Eddie perked up, of course , he should have thought of this earlier. “Oh, so that’s it. You have a crush on Harrington. I mean, he’s a bit old for you, but I can see the appeal–”

“What? No! Ew! He’s like my weird hybrid brother-mom.” Max looked at him like he had five heads. “It’s his birthday next Tuesday and I’m trying to bake him a cake but every time I try it turns out disgusting. Sunday it was burnt and yesterday it was raw in the middle! He does a lot for us and I know no one else even knows when his birthday even is and I wanted to do something…nice, for once. If you tell anyone I said that I’ll kill you.”

“How do you know when his birthday is, then?” Eddie hopped down off the counter, leaning against it instead.

“I stole his wallet, saw his driver’s license,” Max shrugged, as if it was obvious. She dusted off her hands and closed up the bag of flour, placing it back in the cupboard.

“Wait, do you mean to tell me that Harrington’s birthday is April Fool’s Day ?” Eddie said after a moment, calculating in his head Tuesday’s date.

“Yes, and you are not allowed to tell anyone ,” Max said, scooping up her bowl of flour and pointing a finger up at him.

“What are you gonna do if I do, fight me?” Eddie scoffed outwardly, but he was a little sure that Mayfield could take him if she wanted to. She was small but scrappy.

Max rolled her eyes, “Oh Edwin, I don’t need to fight you. I know where you sleep and I own scissors. I’ll just cut your hair off in the night.” She smiled up at him sweetly.

Eddie yelped, hands instinctively going to his hair, as if by holding onto it he could prevent it from being cut.

“Now let’s go–I need adult supervision,” Max grabbed Eddie’s arm and hauled him out of the trailer. “And don’t think I forgot about your ability to ‘see the appeal’ of Steve.” She waggled her eyebrows at his stunned silence as she dragged Eddie across the road to her trailer.

Walking into the Mayfield’s trailer, it became apparent to Eddie almost immediately that Max’s mom was drinking again–there were beer bottles and cans all over the coffee table, side tables and dining table. The only surface clear of empties was the kitchen counter, which currently was covered in an assortment of baking ingredients and utensils.

“Okay, so the recipe says we need sugar, butter, eggs, cocoa, milk, baking powder, baking soda, and salt. Here–” Max thrust a whisk into Eddie’s hands, “You can be my human mixer.”

“So it’s not so much ‘adult supervision’ and more ‘you don’t want to mix the batter by hand yourself’?” Eddie raised an eyebrow, but got to work whisking together the dry ingredients as Max measured and dumped them into the bowl.

“Look, if you help me with this, I can help you with your extremely sad crush on Steve.” Max continued measuring ingredients.

“I do not under any circumstances have a crush on Steve. I just want to know why all of you seem to worship him. Henderson won’t shut up about him! It’s all ‘Steve this’ and ‘Steve that’! He is far too beefy and hairy and tall and covered in tiny moles and clean and OH NO.” Eddie dropped the whisk, staring off into the middle distance in horror as he realized that he did in fact, under all circumstances, have a crush on Steve Harrington. And he had just admitted it to his child neighbour. Who was friends with Steve.

“There it is,” Max patted him on the arm. “Now get back to whisking.”

read the rest of Project Easy Bake on ao3!

[desertdollranch]

When American Girl first announced their partnership with Jeni’s Ice Cream to make some cute playsets and products, I had never heard of Jeni’s. I assumed that it was a brand that was local to the Wisconsin area, where AG’s headquarters are located.

I was so enchanted by these cute things that I wanted to reproduce some of the products for my own dolls, without spending very much. So I dug in a little deeper on reading about Jeni’s. It turns out I was mostly wrong about them. Jeni’s Ice Cream does have shops in large cities across the United States (none in my state), but you can also buy it in pints at Whole Foods Market! I don’t recall AG ever actually mentioning that. Maybe assume that all their customers are upper-class and are familiar already with where to obtain premium and luxury brands? 

If you haven’t checked out their full line of product collaborations, go look now. There’s an ice cream truck, an outfit, a waffle cone maker, a cafe table, and some itty bitty bowls of ice cream that are scented. All of it is super cute, but in typical AG fashion, quite expensive.

I swung by Whole Foods the last time I went into the city, and Grace (my little foodie friend) and I gave it a try. There are around a dozen varieties and a few are even dairy free. It was hard to choose which ones to get. Since it’s begun to feel like summer, I picked out Sweet Cream Biscuits & Peach Jam, and Wildberry Lavender. Both remind me of Grace’s collection: sweet, summery, and pastel-colored. 

Grace and I agree.... the peach was excellent, but the lavender was outstanding. It does indeed taste as expensive as it is, at around $8 a pint, so it’s not something we’ll have more than once or twice a year. 

Grace wasn’t too happy about being told that this won’t be a weekly treat. So she got the idea to make and serve ice cream in her and her family’s pastry shop, La Grande Patisserie! 

I was happy to help her out. 

For the first step, we tracked down some doll-sized ice cream containers. 

I didn’t have to go to Whole Foods Market to find these. They were in my local grocery store. Perfectly small, and proportional to 18 inch dolls! From the left they are Häagen-Dazs chocolate, Häagen-Dazs coffee, and Ben & Jerry’s Cookie Dough. We got 4 total containers of cookie dough, so that I could try out a half dozen different methods of making the doll ice cream.

After Grace and I emptied the containers over the course of about a week, I used air-dry clay to reproduce the ice cream in a non-perishable form. 

Chocolate and coffee are in the middle, while the outer four corners are cookie dough flavor. 

Most of the time I shape my objects before I paint them, but in this case I mixed acrylic paint with the clay, using varying amounts of paint. Then while it was still soft, I dragged a small serrated knife across the clay to give it the right texture. 

Now to create the scoops.

I found these clear plastic bowls at Dollar Tree. Also perfectly doll-sized. 

And here are the scoops! I formed small clay spheres and then roughed up the surface with the same knife. Then I used a toothpick to dot on the chocolate chips.

Grace gave it two spoons up. 

These were a practice run. Next, we’re going to figure out how to make Jeni’s ice cream, specifically, and the containers, so we have more colors and flavors to work with. Grace wants to send some of these first drafts to my mom’s dolls, and maybe we’ll even sell the ones that turned out the best. 

We also intend to come up with an easy, efficient way to make plastic spoons, and then we’ll come back to this post for part 2!

[painted-fanbird]

Now that’s I’ve spent a day mulling over the final Mistborn book, I’ve decided I’m rejecting canon and doing it myself XD

So Kelsier Lives AU >>> Mistborn Rewrite

This is a long post, so my thoughts are under the cut!

The Final Empire proceeds mostly like canon, with a couple small differences and a couple giant ones right at the end.

The koloss don’t exist anymore. This is minor here, but more relevant next book. I have no thoughts for them, so they’re gone XD

Elend and Vin are no longer lovers. Instead they’re ride or die besties. Elend, knowing the dangers of the court, feels the desire to take this charming young woman under his wing and maybe keep her safe from the brunt of it. Vin hasn’t ever really had a friend before, and gets to go through the journey of thinking he’s acting before realizing that no, he’s actually invested in her well being.

More Spook! Not really sure how, but more Vin and Spook that does not involve romance. They’re also ride or die besties lol.

We’re also doing something with the fact that Vin could sense Sazed’s power stores in the metalminds. Turns out there was a reason her father didn’t realize her mother was skaa. It’s because she wasn’t. She was a terriswoman, and Vin ultimately discovers she has feruchemical powers on accident during the climax.

As a result, Vin’s backstory is going to take a minor shift. Her mother loved her and Reen very much, and when she was killed Reen took Vin and ran. I’m thinking the event traumatized Reen and he turned abusive in a twisted sense of protection. The earring is the only memory of their mom that Vin has, and she pierced her ear herself. Notably, while in the mists. This will be relevant later.

Kelsier lives. The Lord Ruler misses with the spear and he’s hauled away from the square, barely alive and bloodied. He’s given pewter, Sazed patches him him, but no one is sure if he’ll make it. Not sure who insights the rebellion, Breeze’s team maybe, but it happens.

Then Vin kills The Lord Ruler, right before dawn. She plunges the spear through his chest and discovers that not only is he Rashek, he’s The Deepness as well.

A yellow sun rises that morning.

As the yellow sun washes over the world, the world changes. Ash melts away, the sky clears, the grass fades to green and the Ashmounts become nothing more than mountains. The hold The Deepness had on the world is released.

The epilogue takes place several days later, when Kelsier finally wakes up. He didn’t expect too, but he did. He finds out what happened, learns his brother lives, and sees the flowers he always hoped he would.

Then there’s Book 2/3. I have no idea whether all these ideas would do better as one book or two, but regardless this is very different to canon and is where the bulk of the changes happen. Book 2 combines elements of tWoA and tHoA, plus a healthy dose of me doing my own thing lol.

Book 2 is focused on wrapping up the loose ends of Allomamcy, discovering the Three Metallic Arts in full, establishing the new government, and most importantly; where the heck is that atium???

Ruin and Preservation do not exist. I hated that plot line so into the trash they go XD

Kelsier is working on the atium problem. He denied kinghood because he has no patience for bureaucracy and endorsed Elend as king, which mostly settled the people. Now that he’s more or less fully recovered from The Collapse, he’s trying to locate the atium. With no success so far.

Spook is important. He’s a scout for Elend and is potentially helping Kelsier with the atium problem? Not sure specifically but he’s a tin savant already. This kickstarts the investigating of Allomancy.

Speaking of, it eventually comes out that Elend is an electrum Misting. He is not Mistborn, but he can have a cool power as a treat. This also ties into the uncovering of new Allomantic metals.

The Kandra are important because I think they’re cool! Not sure how I’m going to rework them, considering Ruin and Preservation are no longer an actual thing, but they are here and they are cousins to the Mistwraiths still.

They might still have the atium too, and Elend would like to be diplomatic but firm about getting it.

Specifically, I think it’s Vin and Kelsier and TenSoon growing close that finally sells the diplomacy. I’m not sure if it’s been TenSoon all along, or if I’m keeping the imposter plot, but regardless they still get close and the wolfhound thing still happens. Not sure how, but it does. Doggie TenSoon is very important to me <3

Tindwyl is still here, she’s helping Elend without erasing his entire personality. Her and Sazed do in fact, still fall in love <3

Elend spends a lot of this book proving to the people that he is a worthy king, and deserves Kelsier’s endorsement <3

Straff and Cett are also here! I think they’re tailing Elend to find the atium. So Luthadel does not end up under siege, but Kandra homeland might.

Notably, Jastes is not here. The koloss don’t exist so he’s dead lol.

Zane gets to stay, probably under a different name because Zane sounds too modern lol. He’s Straff’s Mistborn, is unrelated to Elend, did not survive Hathsin, and is also not insane. His core arc is trying to figure out how to make a life for himself that he likes, to parallel Vin.

Speaking of Vin, her arc is reconciling with herself to become a whole. Vin Mistborn. Street urchin, noblewoman, Mistborn, and deserving of love and joy <3

Kelsier has to learn how to live, now that he’s not dead.

Dockson also lives, and learns that there’s some good in the society he hates so much.

We get to see Breeze being a good man! And a mentor to Allrianne. No dating, just mentor/apprentice

Clubs is also here and I love him lol

So is Ham and his wife <3

The bulk of the Three Metallic Arts mystery is on discovering the rest of the allomantic metals and unlocking Hemalurgy. Feruchemy has mostly been figured out by now, but it gets tied in a bit as new metals are discovered.

Hemalurgy is no longer of Ruin. It is now simply the art of Giving power via infused metal. How does that work? Don’t know yet, I don’t think murder is required but it’s often easiest way to get power probably XD Spikes are the method still, and Inquisitors have the spikes in the places they do mostly just to look menacing. We learn a lot of this with Marsh.

Feruchemy is the art of Storing power. It works like it does in canon, and new things can be stored as new metals are discovered.

Allomamcy is no longer of Preservation, and is the art of Using power. This also works like canon, and this book spends a lot of time discovering new metals and using them to not get murdered by Straff XD

Vin is the coolest Mistborn on the block, and has elements of all three. Remember the earring? Vin used it for mist enhanced Hemalurgy on accident when she was young, giving her the ability to pierce copperclouds.

Also we’re going to acknowledge that Vin is a frighteningly powerful Allomancer!! She pulls so much power from metals, it floors everyone XD

The mists can be drawn upon by powerful Metallic Arts users, and are not limited to Allomancy. They buff what you’re trying to do, and are basically raw power. Vin draws upon them again early on I think, and starts unraveling the mystery in time to use them in the climax.

The climax is of course, a fight against Straff’s armies. He realizes Elend is going to get the atium and that Cett has allied with him, and decides to slaughter everyone who stands in his way. This does not work out for him lol. He gets killed, Elend gets the atium, Zane defects, Cett and Elend have a treaty and are trading partners, and all is well and everyone lives <3

And of course, The Lord Ruler still sucks. We’re axing the “oh he was honorable, just corrupted :(“ angle entirely. He was a tyrant and an ass, end of.

[uppitysugarplum]

05092024-00:45

it's amazing that even after a talk with them and crying over stupid stuff (talking abt myself) does nothing. we talked about it. two days ago. i explained to them, what it was basically, two days ago, that it was their rapid assumptions and their possessiveness over my route of life, like i have no say in what i'll do, that made me mad, and it upset me, so, i cried bc i was that mad bc i had been holding it in for so long. i exploded, that was it. i didn't yell, i didn't curse, i didn't offend them (intentionally), and i did my best to explain what the cause of it was. i thought we were fine, yesterday, i'm also talking less and being a little more mature tbh, i'm laughing less and i'm talking less loudly, since, as we discussed, tones of voices matter quite a lot. if my tone is up, then my mother assumes i'm talking back, so i'm talking softer, more monotone. ofc if she keeps insulting my friend (who has NOTHING to do with this, poor girl was just involved in this cuz it was the breaking point, i havent even talked to her bc i know what she'll say and that's not what i need rn) i'll be a little more mad, but rlly, i haven't said or done anything to provoke this. and they're getting mad also, bc i didn't tell them grandma gave me money. acting as if i wanted or asked for it? like they don't know it's not easy to say no or make them keep it, they accepted 4k for goodness' sake. i simply put it in my bag then and forgot to tell them. and that money would be spent anyway, so i keep it in my drawer, what's so wrong with that? if i put it in my bank account, i won't be able to spend it, since they're so worried i'll buy a whole store or something? i'll have to ask them for money anyway, so i kept it. eventually i'll put it in my bank account (and we talked about this, we discussed this, i really don't understand). they still think my "problem" or the reason i got upset is cuz i want to work. ffs, then our conversation and our discussion served of nothing. they took nothing from it, i specifically said that it's their assumptions and not taking in account my say and my opinion about MY life (in these financial matters), not hearing what i say, that made me upset, and that it's not something new, it's been building up. but they still think it's that, they still assume it's that. and then their other theory was that 'oh it is bc she doesn't get out of the house much', ffs, talking with them it's like talking to a wall. the answer was right there, i GAVE them the answer, they just took it and crumpled it and tossed it aside, wrote over my words to fit their narrative i don't understand. and mom thinks violence is the answer?? or getting a boyfriend/husband?????????? hello??????

it's really frustrating, but it is also why i'm making less effort to mask emotions. if i'm super happy or find something funny, i'll laugh. if i find something upsetting, i'll maybe talk about it or not give an opinion. if i'm sad, oh well, what's the use of telling them, they'll just assume on their own and ride with it anyway. i'm trying not to be as childish maybe, maybe they'll understand that i'm being serious when i say things, idfk. i don't mind them ADVISING that i don't spend money on useless things. i know that myself, as a matter of fact, and i wouldn't think of doing it anyway; then again, constantly accusing me of spending money and shit, recklessly, AS IF I'VE EVER DONE THAT BEFORE (????) is really annoying. i don't mind going out, telling them and texting them about my whereabouts, letting them have my location, in fact, it's more secure and assuring for me in case (goodness forgive) i find myself in danger. years of telling me 'no' and sheltering me though, have in fact made me less prone to ask them if i could go out, or if i could hang out with friends, cuz for one, they'll either:

decline, saying i have to study or it's late

scold me and warn me about spending money

use it against me after my hang outs whenever i do something "wrong"

and the last one always hurts the most and is the one that i'm makes me hesitate the most whenever i think of going out. bc if i happen to do something wrong, or even if i don't and mom is mad, it'll be the hangout's fault. it'll be the friends fault. it'll be my fault for going out. idfk what to do anymore. i'm just, tired, idk.

currently, bc i'm not as "lively" (which tbf, was my personality around them, childish i would call it, and i think i'm quite spoiled in a way, which is something i'm working to pin point and fix, many regrets come from it), to them, i'm mad. which honestly, is just bc they've never quite seen a calmer side of me. well, they'll have to get used to it. i can't keep acting like a child if i want to be treated as a young adult or at least a 19 teen year old.

i'm not asking to be kicked out of the house, given a job as a toilet scrubber and a dog-house as a shelter, ffs, that's not what i'm saying at all. just, simply, stop PLEASE making assumptions about what i'm feeling, what i'm thinking, ask me if anything, and take my words SERIOUSLY. if you shelter me for so long, i'll be unprepared for the world. and trust me a little bit more in things like these. i've never spent money recklessly, i've never stayed out until late mornings and wilded out or smth, i've not given you reason to question these things of me. if i tell you that my friend said her workplace is offering places, ask me first what i think about it. i'll tell you, you don't need to assume that i want to go and deny it promptly, like i'm asking to go to a brothel (and even then).

i'm very thankful and grateful that i have not had to experience anything bad from outsiders, at least things that can be prevented by them (predators, rapists, weirdos, idk what other things but ykwim), and i am so very grateful that they've taken most of the time my side on things, and have defended and protected me. but this level of treating me like i'm a dummy who wouldn't understand through simple advising, seriously. idk, if it even makes sense. i'm just a little upset over what they've said about me, tonight. as if they've not known me for 19 years and i'm just some stranger who they can't put at least a little bit of trust in.

sigh. i'll keep this up i guess? i'm feeling more peaceful even if i talk in a lower tone and less... enthusiatically i guess,, yeah that's it. my head is hurting like a bitch tonight.

goals for me btw:

tomorrow i should go and check for a gift for mom's bday (a plant, or some flower, i'll see. saw some pretty perfumes as well, cheap too, hope i can find one i hope she'll like. idk if i should buy a cake or something... i'll see what there is as well. no alcohol though, i'll buy some juice or make tea)

i also want to plan out my year, reflect on what is best to do academically and career wise; also, health and social wise, i should visit some places and get to know the streets a bit.

should also find a way to make those diagrams for mom... idk how that'll work, but hopefully good enough that it'll be easier for her to understand. ok, i guess that really is it, my head hurts a lot. gn <3

[andromeda-nova-writing]

For those who are curious of how the move went. Things that happened.

We raced afternoon thunderstorms the entire weekend. Forced to be in a heat advisory. Water was the enemy and the friend

I pulled a cart of weights that was over 250 pounds. My arms were on fire

Wasp 1 Dad 0

Dog 1 brother 0 (dog dragged my brother. He's okay. Dog was just too excited)

Official day 1 started at 8am and ended at 3am

Hubris 1 Dad 0 (the anger me and my mom gained from being told to just wait around for 1 hour turned into 4 and we were somehow in trouble. But we ain't gonna get into that cause I'm keeping the list short and with some level of class.)

Roomba 1 Dog 0 (he was put up for too much barking)

A turtle was spotted in the driveway

Yarn 1 Dad 0 (me and my mom may have a lot of yarn, but we buy it on sale. Hobbies are important to health)

Day 3, my ankle is killing me. I found my ankle support and was able to continue on with no problem. (later that day, I took proper rest)

The sewing machine has safely been brought over. My dad almost put it on a rolling cart which would have broken it. He does not know how angry I would have been if I lost it(the machine is only 4 years old, that's practically new!)

Dad overworked everyone. The consequences of his actions are a thing

On the break day, I went to the store and bought a lamp. It's cute!

My Brother had to get IV Fluid. I'm on puppy watch. Been told to play video games as my break and watch the puppy. I wrote fic instead lol

4 hours of IV Fluid and medically required relaxation time

I wrote almost 700 words wooo

I wanted a green bathroom. why is every green bath mat ugly and not the right shade. bathroom is now going to be a light purple

Couldn't find a rug for my bedroom that I liked and decided to start my own rug

Day 5, we begin to worry about tropical storm Debby

Bathroom plans changed again. I'm being loud and Hispanic

my beanbag is here and in a room where I will use it again

My granddad has decided to race a tropical storm so he can see the new house. Hilariously due to location it's actually better if he gets here to sit out the storm

Cramps are evil

My granddad made it here a day before the storm

I ordered a desk. My wallet wants a break

Thank you Debby for the maditory break

My mom can already tell I'm pissed off cause my dad thinks I'm not working hard enough. She keeps trying to tell him I'm doing a lot

My mom keeps buying things for me to try and keep me calm cause she can tell my dad is gonna cause me to go off at him

I at least get easy supply of fries

My mom is calling my dad out finally after I said I don't want to see or talk to him tonight. We want to be appreciated

Dog took over the bean bag. he is too cute sleeping on it. I guess we can share

The rain from debby is very soothing. i love rain sounds

I slept through two tornado warnings. Considering nothing happened, I'm fine but a good reminder that tornado warnings should be loud as hell

Dog killed a cicada by trying to eat it

Its been officially over a week and I'm finally on a rest day

We are celebrating with Korean BBQ. Everyone got dressed up after a week of workout clothes. We missed street fashion

After not being able to really play genshin after a while, I almost cried very silly tears of joy that I could sit down and play a video game. I did not know I missed Ayato like that lol

[allisonreader]

I intended to write out a couple of my dreams from last night but haven't in full yet. So I'm going to try now.

One of the dreams I had last night were of my mom and I looking at wedding dresses. I convinced my mom to get one as well so that she and my dad could have a vow renewal. So my mom and I both ended up walking away with dresses. After that we went to Walmart, but couldn't get in very far because they closed the store due to the big crane/winch system failed and a big hook having fallen from the ceiling. So we carefully had to make our way back out of the store, while avoiding the big pieces of metal hook on the floor.

Then in between that and the next dream was this whole going out for supper with family thing, which I don't know was related to the dreams on either side.

Then this other dream I had was building off of one that I've had at least once before if not multiple times. It's one of those dreams where it's supposed to take place in my city but where the dream is supposed to happen, the area #1 doesn't actually look like that and #2 there isn't such a place as where/in/or anything like the place as what is in the dream, while being able to point out on a real map where this fictional place is approximately supposed to be.

Anyways the place in this dream is located along a very pretty river with trails and paths running alongside, extremely treed in. In these trees along the river is a boat house and what I'm calling a cabin. In this dream I am both a character and sort of watching from outside myself. My character in this dream starts off by walking along this river with friends/family (not sure which) when she comes across this historical place of the cabin and boat house. Which last she saw it was in terrible disrepair. She's delighted to see that the floor boards of both buildings have been replaced and there's a program in place that allows two people to stay in the cabin to help keep up the area. While there's two others who live in the cabin full time as a living history type of idea. (This dream covers years). She excitedly talks with one of the coordinators of the project and spends a couple of terms as one of the caretakers of the property. Which she greatly enjoys the work of and hates that those positions are only over winter for the most part. Eventually she gets to move into/take over as the living history part. The only thing is that she has to get married to a man willing to do this with her. Which she does do, and the wedding is held in the cabin in a fairly historical way. She and her husband live like this for a couple of years. Hiding anything modern in off limit areas when people happen upon them to see this place and get a tour. This doesn't change after my character falls pregnant and has a son with her husband. They just include him in their mostly historical way of living.

[mousemilf]

im aware that women's movement has been restricted across cultures and human history. i could have said that the specific phenomenon of young women being afraid to go into stores alone is a recent thing in my community (as a white working class american in a mid-sized city) during my lifetime (26 years.) i apologize for not being so specific. but the truth of that more specific statement is easily observable to many of the other people in the notes of this post.

when i moved into my first apartment, alone, in a poor area of a city in a new state with no car, my mom gave me mace, because it was just a given that i would be walking alone at night. i rode the bus and walked everywhere and it was normal. all my friends did the same. intimate partners tracking each others location was seen as transparently abusive. now, my coworkers just a few years younger than me say they feel unsafe walking through a parking lot in broad daylight, and their boyfriends all track their phones. however long the history of misogyny is, this is a new development within recent history in my community.

i think it can be at least partly attributed to the pandemic and true crime, because these women born in 2002 and later graduated highschool or had just graduated at the beginning of the pandemic and did not experience the freedom of movement that most of us do upon reaching adulthood. add the true crime fad to that, and like, it seems obvious that these people would have no knowledge of the world to contradict the fearmongering about murderers and sex traffickers waiting in every parking garage to nab people. they haven't experienced much public life and all theyve heard about it is that its scary and dangerous!

and yes, im well aware that it hurts women. that is why this phenomenon bothers me. however real stranger rape may be, life is much, much, much less safe for women when they are mistrustful and suspicious of their communities and more reliant on the men in their lives. if a woman does not feel safe taking a bus or uber home from a date, and instead relies on her date for a ride home, she is putting herself in a vastly more dangerous situation.

while this fear is for sure racialized among white women (they say themselves they are more afraid to be alone in nonwhite neighborhoods) ive also seen plenty of young WOC with this mentality so youre right there.

lately ive noticed early-twenties women saying they dont feel safe going into grocery stores, gas stations, etc alone and to me this seems like an entirely new phenomenon possibly caused by pandemic isolation or true crime hysteria. like jesus you are not going to get kidnapped in a walmart at 3 pm that is not a normal thing to worry about or sacrifice your independence for. i used to walk home alone at dark armed with a lit cig when i was 20. and i didnt get assaulted by strangers in public but by men i felt close to who i would've depended on to chaperone me if id had this weird mentality. has anyone else noticed this or have i just met a few very weird young women lately.........

[humansofnewyork]

“My best memories from childhood are going to work with him. He’d give me a little vase and let me make my own arrangements. Even though they were terrible, he’d always pretend like he sold them. I loved being part of his world. He’d take me to all the neighboring shops, and everyone knew him. Partly because he’s 6’6”. But also because people just love being around my dad. His energy is infectious. He built all of this himself. He never went to high school. Never took a business class. He just loves flowers. He’ll tell anyone who’ll listen: ‘I love this job. Every day I love this job.’ I guess I just assumed I’d grow up to be the same way. I’ve always been Bill’s daughter. I love to take risks, and connect with people. I thought I’d do something special too. But somewhere along the way I lost myself. I don’t know, why does any woman lose herself? When you’re a mom, and a wife, and a career woman, so much of your day is spent on everyone else. I hadn’t even visited my dad at his shop in over ten years. I’d see him at his house on the weekends, but I always had my kid with me. Or my husband. So I never had a chance to just ‘be a daughter.’ But last May I was given an assignment in graduate school: I could write a report on any industry, so I chose flowers. Because I knew it would give me an excuse to visit my dad. When I came to the store he was in a tough spot. He’d been forced to change locations because of the pandemic. But he’d made so many friends already. Time after time a person would walk in, and they’d have their own little thing between them. I visited right before Mother’s Day. It was his first in the new spot, so he was trying to decide how many flowers to order. It was very high stakes. He really needed the business, but you’d never know he was under so much pressure. He was having fun. My dad just makes decisions with his heart and worries about the details later. He’s always been that way, and it’s never failed him. On the train ride home I was lost in my thoughts. It was the best day I’d had in a long time. Being so close to him made me realize something: I was also that way once. And I can be that way again. Because I’ve always been Bill’s daughter.”

[petri808]

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For my tumblr bestie @random-rave early birthday gift 🎁

@thenaluarchive Nalu Week 7-part story

“So, you and Gray will be heading back home to Cali for the summer?” Lucy questioned her friend Natsu. The University of Hawaii at Hilo just finished their spring semester, and all the dormies needed to vacate soon.

“Yeah, our lease is up at the end of the month.”

Lucy pursed her lips briefly. “In that case, I was wondering if you guys would like to come with Levy and I to my family’s beach house in Waikoloa?” She questioned. It had become their tradition to go after school finished for two weeks. “We’ll be back before you leave.”

“I’ll check with Gray, but I think he’ll say okay. So, just the four of us?”

“Yup. Gajeel,” Levy’s longtime boyfriend, “has to work so he can’t come.”

“Sounds like a plan!”

One week later, the four friends piled into Lucy’s Toyota 4Runner and headed out to Waikoloa. The quickest route was a 1-1/2 hour drive on the Daniel K. Inouye highway. A scenic route that cut between two of the island’s volcanoes, Mauna (mountain) Kea and Mauna Loa. Flanked by ancient ohia forests and lava flows on the eastern side, and miles of open fields on the west. You can even see rising across the ocean, mount Haleakala on the island of Maui on a clear day.

They arrived in Waikoloa’s Anaeho’omalu area nestled along the azure blue Pacific Ocean. A developed piece of land surrounded by crumbling ancient lava flows and sparse grass lands— a very dry environment. Here hotels like the Hilton and Marriott had built along side condos like the one Lucy’s family owned.

“Very nice,” Natsu remarked as he got out of the vehicle. “How much does a place like this cost?”

“I’m not sure,” Lucy responded. “All I know is they bought this place a couple years after I was born.” Her mom had heard about it’s sale while working at her realty company.

He chuckled, “so, out of our price range, got it.”

“Yeah,” she giggled too.

Lucy lead the group into the home and parceled out the rooms. It was a three bedroom condo, so she and Levy got one room each while the two boys had to share one. But they were fairly large and comfortable, plus Natsu and Gray were already used to sharing a dorm. Then after a quick tour of the place, they head out for supplies at the nearest store.

Foodland farms market was located in a shopping center a few miles away near the Mauna Lani resort. Since this was the boys first time there, the group walked around the shopping center, window shopping really. It was just a mix of clothing stores and restaurants.

“Can you believe there used to be a 4-D theater here?” Lucy explained. “They only played really short films, but it was the first time I experienced 4-D.”

“Yeah I saw a scene from that movie Journey to the Center of the Earth here,” Levy added. “That scene where they’re on the boat and flying fish we’re jumping all over, they spritzed us with water!”

Everyone laughed.

“At least you got to try a 4-D, I haven’t seen one yet,” Natsu griped.

“Well one day while here, we can check out the luxury cinemas at Queen’s marketplace.” Lucy offered Natsu with a light blush to her cheeks. “I haven’t been there yet.”

“Like a date? I’m game,” he teased pulling a deeper flush from Lucy.

“When you two are done flirting, meet us at the market,” Levy teased before pulling Gray away from the now flustered pair.

After a couple seconds, Natsu and Lucy gained their composure and followed. The group shopped for food to last a few days along with drinks and snacks. It was a decent haul leaving them with arms full of groceries.

On the way back to the car, Natsu stopped Lucy briefly. “I just wanted to say thanks again for inviting us. I think this is gonna be the best vacation I ever had.”

“Aww,” Lucy blushed, “I think so too.”

[chiliiscereal]

May I offer a prompt of how the turtles would be with a mom friendTM? you know the type I mean? like.... I think they might benefit from that kind of friend in the group lol (also I love your stories, your such a cool writer keep up the awesome work!)

Rottmnt headcanon: mom friend TM

And thanks so much!

Mom friends are severely underrated XD

——

-Okay these boys need a mom friend badly

-but that’s where you come in!

-as the mom friend you keep them safe in many ways

Donnie💜

-starting with this guy, he never really wanted a mom friend

-when April first brought you over he was cold

-didn’t even bother talking to you

-you were determined to befriend him, even though he left whenever you tried to talk to him

-you became comfortable with the turtles quickly and the others accepted your mom friend nature

-not Donnie though

-he didn’t hate you, sure, but you were too much

-you were too overbearing and too nervous for his safety!

-you’d make him wear a helmet when he used his jet pack 

-you made him put on SUNSCREEN whenever he went outside

-you told him to be careful when rewiring a project even!

-it’s like you wanted to ruin his bad boy image

-he hated it and wanted you to stop being so smothering

-…

-…until he realized that attention and moral support comes with the smothering

-the moment he realizes that he’s all for it

-he’s no longer hiding his inventions from you so you won’t bug him, but he’s seeking you out for your advice and praise

“Hey so I made this and… I don’t know…”

“Wow you built that? It’s awesome!” 

“Really? I mean, I know, I just wanted to show you that it was.”

-praise ain’t something this boy has

-have you SEEN how his brothers react to his ideas?

-he needs this

-with praise comes affection

-I’m talking homemade snacks and questions that his brothers never ask

-you’re there if he needs a cup of coffee or if he hasn’t eaten in a while or taken a nap

-“don, it’s been two days since you slept go to bed.”

-“*hissssss*”

-“I’ll make a cup of coffee for you after...?”

-“*hisses but less intense*”

-you may be good at making snacks and everything

-very good in facts

-but the questions are probably his favorite part

“Woah what’s that supposed to do?”

“Well it’s a device that’s meant to fix all the broken McDonald’s ice cream machines.”

“That’s amazing! What did you use to build it? How does it work?”

-you’re actually trying to learn about his work!

-you’re trying to learn about him!

-he loves it

-and he loves that you’re careful to

-it’s a nice change from his brothers

-you’re someone he can depend on

-doesn’t matter if it’s missions or just being a good friend

-and I mean it when I say depend

-you’re there when he needs help rewiring something or just to simply talk about his dumb dumb brothers

-honestly April isn’t even mad that Donnie stole one of her best friends

-she knows he needs this

-Donnie fully learned to trust you after the purple dragons mishap

-you told him they were untrustworthy but his heart was dead set on that satin jacket

-when he came back to the lair, late at night, with no satin jacket and a handful of his missing tech, he found you raising an eyebrow at him from where you had sat to wait for him

-he knew from then on to trust you and your opinions, even though his often got in the way

-you can often be found sitting on Donnies bed while he works, offering your company and comments

-Normally no one else is allowed in while he works but that’s just because they don’t have anything positive to provide

 Raph❤️ 

-Raph IS the mom friend

-your mom friend energy and his mom friend energy just work together so well together

-I’m talking planning missions together, figuring new ways to trick his brothers into being responsible, cleaning the dishes, and even making snacks together

-“so the mission is tomorrow right?”

-“yep! Should we bring apples with peanut butter or pretzels with hummus?”

-“well Donnie doesn’t like peanut butter, but Mikey does, so both?”

-“awesome! And you’ve got the water covered?”

-“dude I even have caprisuns packed so we’re ready!”

-the others find it to be too much with the two of you but Raph really appreciates the help

-especially during the pizza puff episode

-oh that part nearly set you on fire with worry

-Raph had never seen you that worked up

-you had a fan for Leo, a bowl for Mikey, and a bag of fruit snacks for Donnie

-Raph has to activate his supreme mom friend energy to get you to stop hovering over them

-that meant literally dragging you away from them so they could figure things out on their own

-he’s seen you be a mom friend to them all the time

-but never once for him

-you two were like... co mom friends working together to stop the younger irresponsible three

-until Raph got separated in the sewer

-oh man you were torn with worry

-you nearly destoryed the place looking for him

-and finding him all savage like that... ack that was enough to practically shatter your heart in two

-once he stopped trying to barbecue villains and destroy his brothers you took him to the lair and helped him calm down

-you even turned on a movie for the two of you so he could relax

-it was nice to have your best friend and partner in stopping crime back

-Raph of course was embarrassed because it’s HIS job to help everyone, not the other way around

-after much assurance you had him convinced that you didn’t mind

-he was grateful to have you and your help

-he just wished you didn’t worry quite so much

Leo 💙:

-this boy is soaking it all up from the start

-someone to compliment him?

-someone to help him out?

-someone to admire his achievements?

-oh he’s all for it

-he’s showing off skateboard stunts, he’s doing flips, and he’s randomly pulling you to him and creating a portal

-usually you end up somewhere sketchy but sometimes it works out

-you always have to be ready though

-one minute you’re walking to the projector room and the next you’re in New Jersey with a sheepish looking red slider

-his only problem is now he has to be more careful with skateboard tricks

-he’s fine with a helmet but when it comes to you hovering next to him while he’s going down the skate ramp...

-eh he’s not so fond of that

-praise?

-sure

-home made gifts and cards?

-always appreciated

-but you constantly trying to protect him from things he knew how to do?

-no

-just no

-now he only feels like he can skate if you’re not there or if he goes to a skate park without telling you

-you figure out quickly and still worry that he’ll mess up a flip

-doesn’t matter if you’re watching or not

-you’re the mom friend

-your job is to worry

-you promised that you’d stop worrying about him if he can back

-you didn’t want him to feel uncomfortable in his own home!

-he agreed and you did your best to keep your promise

-...

-until he actually messed up a flip

-you don’t know WHAT he landed on but it must have been sharp because there was a LOT of blood

-maybe you thought there was a lot because you were so worried but still

-you hadn’t even been in the room but you heard his shout (and crash) and you came running

-oh he was lucky you carried gauze and everything in your bag because other wise they’d have to go buy some

-you chewed him out while patching him up, much to his displeasure

-you’re both sweet and sour about it

-“I’m fine! Look, nothing’s broken!”

-“I TOLD you that you could get hurt! I TOLD you it wasn’t safe! Why did you not listen- I’m sorry does that hurt? I’m sorry!”

-“yeah it does hurt-.”

-“than you should have listened to me!!”

-for a while he’s bitter that you were just waiting for him to mess up

-clearly you thought he was just a big clutz to you

-but after a while of him avoiding you and pouting you brought it up again

-“I’m not just waiting for you to fail you know. I just want you to be okay.”

-“that’s not what it feels like! You clearly don’t trust me!”

-“life happens, Leo! Doesn’t matter how skilled you are! You’re an amazing skater but sometimes mistakes are made!”

-ha that changed his tune quickly

-“you think I’m an amazing and skilled skater?

-you just rolled your eyes and left, not saying anything about his comment

-didn’t matter

-this boy is all smiles for the rest of the day

Mikey🧡:

-he was on board from the very start

-he’s got cuddles, piggy back rides, and his own art fan/critic

-lots of baking and cooking together

-maybe even drawing if he’s lucky

-only problem?

-you don’t trust him to go out on his own

-even if it’s just to grab a video game from the store or pick up pizza

-“I’m just going down the block!”

-“what if someone sees you?”

-“I’ll be careful!”

-“just let me go with you.”

-“no! I can do this on my own!”

-you’re always offering to give him a ride or tag along just because you don’t want anything to happen to him

-that means, of course, sneaking out

-not for a long time, just enough to get some air

-but that also means you’re staying up late waiting for him to come back

-he’s your buddy!

-you can’t let anything happen to him!

-he didn’t know about it until he found you cashed out on the couch with the lamp still on

-normally you gave him an excuse about why you were still up, such as a late night snack or a movie

-but your phone and the tv were both off

-he decided to think nothing of it until he noticed that you were grumpier in the mornings

-he didn’t want his actions to affect you so he started coming back earlier

-even texting you and telling you he was fine

-you two talked and set up a deal

-he could go out by himself and you wouldn’t stay up late waiting for him as long as you had his location on your phone

-it was easier for both you from then on

[honeybeewhereartthee]

A/N:What ya mean I'm in a madara mikejima brainrot for a while?

It seems that there's a wild spread (according to Madara) about you being hugged by an idol (Hiiro Amagi) out in the public and saying how they like you (you just help them out to get another job for his unit).

As well going out on a date with another idol (Niki Shiina, but you two just out to taste new food from the new store that just open a few days ago, he said he would pay for the meal-- a win win.) as well being seen holding hands another idol (rinne Amagi, he dragged you to play some crane game when you said you sick of your work), going to convention in disguise with yet another idol (Aira Shiratori, you two just happen to bump to each other in one and decide to buy idol merchandise together to get some whole sale for discounts), attending a charity work with another idol (Tatsumi Kazeheya, only because your the one who drive him to the location because you don't want to have the goods to be thrown around by his crazy reckless speed driving )

and ...other things in the list that would lead you to have a question --how the fuck does Madara know it when his in another country and be called names by him.

Madara: mama don't know his child is a whore. Going to different guys after another. You probably opening your leg to any good looking guys. Your mama is worried.

You just stared at the stalker. You pretend to clean your ears as if you don't hear him right. Currently your in your office, you were fixing it for the nth time but this mofo arrive and lock the door to tell you off, what you did for the pass few weeks.

MC: sorry what was that? I cannot hear a word of stalker, a trespassing self proclaimed childhood friend slash "MAMA" of mine. The sound of red alarming stating your watching me 24/7 when your supposed to be away is ringing in my head. I cannot hear you at all. My bad Madara Mikejima.

your sarcastic tone is clear to be heard by him and the fact you don't call him by the nickname he like being called made him think he did just hit a nerve.

Yet he don't seems apologetic even a bit as his fake smile continue to be pasted on his face, looming at you being feisty to your "MAMA". He let out a laugh as if toying with you yet again.

Madara: looking like a small feisty puppy growling to a lion. What a cute sight. But sadly mama don't like what you did. Mama gonna nag and punish you.

He intrude on your boundary much to your dismay as he hold both of your cheeks with his gloved hands as if looking at every details of your face before locking a deep eye contact with you don't dare break. You refuse to lost a staring contest with Madara!

MC: ... 😡

Madara: ... 🎶

You don't like how he is close to you, which made it seen as your about to close your drying eyes and lost the staring contest to this friend of yours. He hums a tone while he continues to make eye contact and still holding both of cheeks.

Madara: fuuuu

MC: !!!! NOOOOO

made a dirty mode by blowing to your eyes. you tearfully admit defeat as you close your eyes as a response. You want to rub your eyes but Madara still held your face in place.

MC: can you let go of me now?

You wonder if this mofo is done nagging you (but it's more of you being insult by him, buts normal Madara speech thing) and want to go back to work.

You really don't believe he would punish you for silly rumors when you and him aren't that in kind of relationship and your just going to his beat of pretending to be his child cause he is still a friend who like being called mama.

Madara squish your cheeks together as he give you a sweet fake-ass close eyes smile.

Madara: but mama still don't punish you. Especially when mama have to help you clean your mess.

He is abusing your cheeks while he tells you this. Ya want to sue but cannot do so. He have money and fame to save him.

MC: I don't even hear the rumors. Ya probably just send a spy on me or whatnot. Why would I let you punish me? Ya aren't my mom, my boyfriend or any of the category that I would let that autherity over me for punishment. >:(

You can't deal with Madara train of thoughts for too long as you are needed to do some producers things to do. Make some outfit and help with paper work. So you start telling him off what would make him piss or probably see sense on your words, but Madara just look down at you but seems bothered by your last sentence. But you aren't done yet .

MC: If ya are my boss eichi, I would not complain for salary being taken away. But ya aren't eichi. I'm going to ask my boss eichi to check how the security here actually... Let me just call eichi. --

before you can say another eichi to piss him off as he dislike that boss of yours. You thrown over his shoulder, he walk to the nearest chair after he lock the door. He seat then throw you on his lap. You where confuse what is happening but you Yelp in pain the very next moment.

*SMACK

MC: !!!??WHAT THE FU--

SMACK.

Madara: mind your language. :)

MC: !!?? STOKDKWNZIWPPP

*SMACK. SMACK.

MC: MADARA!! STOPPEBXOWBZ.

*SMACK

you cannot believe your being spank by this guy, it's not even the sensual kind of smack. It's full blown abuse! it's not painful to say. It's just embarrassing!!! Good thing your office is sound proof for a reason (you sing alone to yourself and refuse to let other hear it from the outside)

Madara: I'm mama. :) My child needs more discipline it seems.

MC: ya bastard! My mom won't slap my ass for punishment, she would go for a belt!! Or slipper.

You reasoned as you try to get off his lap. You refuse to be embarrassed by this guy even further. Your cheeks is beating the redness of hiiro hair at the moment.

Madara pause but he won't let you squirm away. He seems to think of your words before he slowly take his indoor slippers (you made everyone have slipper, ya refuse to have dirt from outside to your room) from the floor and you suddenly regret your words.

Madara: do you like being hit by slipper instead? As a proper mama. I would follow example of your mom.

MC: NAURR !!!

*SMACK

you squirm even more and tried to escape but you cannot escape your mama (for the record his only tapping the slipper, not causing pain just embarrassment like before).

You cannot even escape being seen from the vent by mayoi who just happen to pass by to get to another room.

Mayoi: ahh... Producer really have odd taste...

He watch a bit but he don't notice who the person yet as he cannot hear you from the vent.

He just you being smack in the ass by someone. But he meet green one of a certain self proclaimed rival of his, who realize his lurking in the vent. With his green glaring eyes yet smiling face.

Madara don't like how how his spying on you and him. You don't notice this as Madara still jest around with you while looking up.

Mayoi: HICCC ..

out of fear being look by a scary person, mayoi is quick to crawl away from the spot and swear to not say a word about what he saw to anyone. He would have a big scary guy that Is a mafia police of the idol world on his unit and him if he let the secret out!

Sensing Madara have taken his guard off you, you are quick to take advantage of the moment and slide off his lap and rolled away from him.

MC: I am calling eichi. And I'm not even joking. >:(((

You quick to dial eichi number as you learn your lesson from last time to not waste time as he can snatch your phone.

Madara cross his legs as he watch you. He isn't amuse but he would let you have your free will... For now.

Your able to call eichi but that emperor just laugh at you but you refuse to tell how your ass get smack. He seems to think your story are quite entertaining and ask you to tell him more if you are messing around with Madara again because it's a good laugh trip for him.

Also your paycheck is almost gone as he heard about the news (the info that Madara says) 'but it's a good thing you have a good MAMA who help you out' he quote before he end the call.

You do know Madara heard the call too. His humming and smile says it all.

Madara: ...🎶

You realize Madara did save you from being broke. And succumb to forgiving him for the slapping your ass. Your pride is a step away from your paycheck after all.

MC: IM SORRY MAMA. PLEASE FORGIVE MEEE. 😭

You hug his tight while he seat like a king. He seems very please by it. You want to slap Madara but you cannot. He save your paycheck.

Madara chuckle as he pulled you to his lap but not to punish you but to hug you with his arms around you and kiss your forehead. "Anything for my baby mc. 💕"