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[h20milk]

I want you to know I have a new favorite ship istfgggg I hardcore ship Yure x Leon you have no idea ;^;

You have a new fan for the self ship but now i'm thinking about writing something for my own self ship in a self aware AU!

Question tho! How did Yure meet all the Leons and who was the first version she met? Does she secretly have a favorite? :3

hello! first of all, thank you soooo much!! im happy to know people like them wahhh!!!!!! and go ahead and feel inspired! makes me super duper happy :3!

and now to answer ur question, yure actually sort of grows up with leon (not in a childhood friend kind of thing, they met when leon was in the police academy while yure was a training veterinarian) so technically the first leon she's met is, obviously, resident evil 2 leon! they're both the same age, for example: in resident evil 2, leon is 21 as is yure! in resident evil 4, leon is 27 so is yure! ^_^

the recent artworks that ive drawn mustve insinuated that theyre all together in the same timeline but i just wanted to have fun and draw how theyd act with the current yure (re4 yure hence why re4 is the one closest with her)! plus isnt it nice to have a bunch of the leons together loving on you? its cute and personally i really like thinking about how theyd interact with each other haha

yure loves all leons!! but yes.... she secretly likes one more than the other.... it'll always be the leon that she is originally with. teehee

messy doodle of the yure timeline <3_<3 ;

[cha-melodius]

Hello ! I wanted to ask you something for the ask day but my mind seems to freeze each time I try to think of a good question... So, I wondered if there was a question you did not get asked yet but you'd like to answer anyway?

Heya! Thanks so much for sending this, I had to think for a bit to try to figure out what kind of question I wanted to answer. So I'm gonna talk a little about doing research for my fics!

I am pretty much constantly doing research for every fic I write. Unless I manage come up with a scenario in which I know everything about it (unlikely), you can be sure I'm googling everything from fancy kinds of cheese to google image searches of locations to pulling up maps of an area. I tried to think of a fic I didn't do research for and thought maybe Step Into My Office, Baby (office AU, takes place entirely in a fictional office building), except I remembered that I googled Thai restaurants near the south end of Central Park, where it's ostensibly located (the restaurant I name check in that one? Noodies? 100% real).

The single fic that I did the most research was Love is a Losing Game. That sucker was intense. Every chess tournament was real, the games were largely real, many of the tournament outcomes were based on real events, and I spent huge amounts of time reading late-1960s back issues of Chess Life magazine and trawling through these crazy online databases that record every single game these grandmasters ever played. I tell you one thing it did was make me realize how much was completely ahistorical and fabricated in The Queens Gambit, lol.

That is a danger of doing too much research, you find out how often other people just... don't. 😂 I just want things to be as realistic as possible. I want to avoid having someone read my fic and say "that's not how X works!" and have it take them out of it. I know that that's impossible to avoid entirely, but I do my best to minimize it.

[sydsliftingface]

Me wanting to send you a nude vs my shyness

hey! dont do anything youre not comfortable with! just fyi people have been submitting krispy kreme donut pics and honestly those are a serious turn on 

[nishinoyawn]

NOODIE BACK‼️‼️ LETS GOOOOOO

SABBBB EEE I AMM MWAH MWAH I LOVE U

[sarcastic-bug]

for the oc takeover week thing i wanted to let you know that Venus Knight and Zept are open for asks ^^

I wanted to put Sunny and Long dee but due they can't talk i had to put my (noody)sona Ness for answer their asks :]

[allstarsstorymode867]

All-Stars -Story Mode- CHAPTER 17

After a long hiatus and I am back again, first thing I want to do is to apologize for this taken so long for me to write this but there are errors to this, my friends had a hard time and I want you give them the support they needed. I thought I could write this down for you all to know.

And, there’s a new OC, Jin Bai Chen (Not mine but @mortal-kombattore-115‘s, just to let you all know.) is going to be going the story and most of it is based off a rp that we’re doing so I hope they wouldn’t mind that I wrote them down and I am sorry that I did that.

Before it begins I must give thanks and credit to the people for the artwork for the story:

@sampoststuff​

(She had been through a lot so give her support the best you can.)

and

@this-person-is-slowly-dying​

-Back to Cuphead, Mugman, and Frisk after their encounter with the Panzer Soldat-

Their feet had beaten the solid ground as they both met on impact, panting as their lungs were sputtering and coughing as they were slowing down the pace once they were far enough away from the area. Cuphead looked back to where they came from to see if they were followed by that metal tonic zombie but no sign of it anywhere.

“Can’t find that Panzer…” he breathed in and out with each breath as he pant, “That Panzer is nowhere to… To be found…. We are okay for.. For now…” as he fell down on the ground with his last breath.

“You had made Panzer angry…. We really do cause trouble wherever we go!” Mugman had exclaimed with his hands on his knees to breath in new air in his lungs and out through his mouth. The straw had slipped down like it was a noodie in a bowl of soup as Frisk nodded their head as they looked around the area they were in.

“Why are you like this, Cups…” Mugman groaned, “Why are you always like this, Cuphead?” as he looked at the exhausted Cup on the ground with Frisk shaking their head at this stupidity of Cuphead’s actions.

“Cups, what am I gonna do with you?” Mugman said as he placed his hand on his face as he shook it. Frisk looked around the area and saw a sign that they are on a new street of the Fallen City that closely resembles a 1970’s era-aged housing and noticed something that house number 1104 and what had gone behind it.

Frisk’s head tilted in the direction and then looked over to the two Cup brothers and then got their attention.

*You had gotten the two Cup brothers their attention. *You had told them that you had seen the same tail that Cuphead had subscribed to.

“You saw it?” Cuphead asked surprised as his head perked up from the ground to look around the area before him, his brother and their friend. “Where is it? Where is the tail? I need to f-”

*You quickly said “Language” to Cuphead as you somehow sensed he was going to swear. *Even Mugman knew what he was going to say and it’s not a very good word to say.

“It’s not a good thing to say, Cuphead, there might be children reading this right now.” Mugman  scolded as he looked at him, “I mean, really; what will parents say if they ended up getting your sailor mouth?”

Frisk waved at the two of them to get their attention which they had to snap their fingers at this point which it worked, they then went over to Cuphead and helped him back on his feet and then had them follow them at the house 1104 slowly and quietly for them to hear two new voices.

“Anything, Clank?”

“No, no golden bolts anywhere to be found.”

“Well, the scanners had said this was a nearby planet in the solar system in a galaxy that we are native here from the one we know.”

“Ratchet, if there are people living on this planet, we should be cautious if they are hostile.”

The two new voices continued to talk as Frisk, Cuphead and Mugman were listening in to their conversion, Mugman looked over to Cuphead and whispered “What should we do?” as Cuphead looked at his brother as he said “They are from another galaxy of sorts, they were here for golden bolts or something. What is that?”

Frisk looked at them and then held up their hands to reassure them as they looked at them and they had come up with a plan of their own.

*You had said that you will try to check to see if they are aliens and if they were good ones as they hoped. *They seemed convinced but worried that they will do something if your plan went wrong.

“Be careful Frisk.” Mugman muttered as they watched them go forward towards the end of the wall they were pressing against, bracing for something to happen as they looked down and saw a familiar item below their feet. *You found a stick!

Frisk held the stick with a one small leaf, the stick was almost about their height, but it was about close to their shoulder and they held it onto their hands tight and then, with one breath they had, he rounded the corner and what they saw was something that looked like a cat but not entirely a cat, they believed it was almost monster-like.

A thing on his back was a small robot, with glowing emerald green glass eyes with a round head with a red entia, metal he is made out of was chrome and brushed silver.

The robot does notice where there's a human child that had come through the door and said “Ratchet, there’s a child here.” that earned a “huh?” from a cat person who then turned around to see Frisk with an overgrown wrench, it looked like it’s futuristic techized wrench that could pass it off as a blunt weapon. They were surprised that this monster cat had a big wrench.

[This is drawn by SamPostStuff on Tumblr]

“Oh, that child.” the cat person said as he lowered the omniwrench down and had it disappear in a quick flash of cyan blue when he moved it to behind his back. “Uh…” the cat looked around when he said this before getting onto one knee and said “Hey, kid, we- we’re not gonna hurt you.”

>Approach?            >Fight them

*Approach

Frisk took a few steps towards them while Cuphead and Mugman looked on as they were peeking this exchange as it went on. “D-Do you think they will be able to talk to it.” Mugman asked out of tensely of his heart beating against the insides of his chest.

“I dunno, both an alien and robot didn’t seem to want to hurt Frisk.” Cuphead answered rather hastily as he was on top of Mugman like two people who were eavesdropping and seeing what was going on while hiding.

“Do you think this is what Heilda meant?”

“What, Mugs?”

“Extraterrial life outside our world?” Mugman answered the question that confused his brother, looking at him as Cuphead looked at him but both of them weren’t aware that a third person was with them right now.

“I think so,” Cuphead began with little caution, “but we better be careful, if we don’t do anything threatening toward them, we’ll be fine.” he finished when a familiar voice with a german accent spoke up “I do so agree, mein toon friends~”

Both boys screamed as they both fell downward when they heard Ultimis Richtofen above Cuphead and Mugman said this. Catching the attention of Frisk and the two aliens as the mad doctor laughed at the mess he made right now.

“Oh my…” Robot said from the cat’s back before hopping off his back to see this better, Ultimis Richtofen noticed this and then began fast-walking while he spoke “Zhis is a strange new creature und a device.” as the alien and the robot are now cautious but Frisk stood bravely in front of them.

“Hello?” The robot greeted awkwardly that surprised the doctor more as he smiled but Frisk held their hand out that angered the doctor but remained calm so no one will have the wrong idea. He clears his throat and says “Und are you two supposed to be, ja?”

“My name’s Ratchet, and this is Clank.” The alien introduced himself and the robot to the human before them with Frisk still standing in front of them, the doctor kneeled down to them and said “Frisk, can you please move away?” as the child moves hastily away but not entirely away from them knowing what the German will do if he was alone with someone if they are only ones in one area or room of any place.

“Fascating,” the sadistic doctor hummed, looking at them where he had his chin rested on his fingers, “Named after a tool I see.”

“Yeeah?” Ratchet said, taken a few steps back from this man, this man is reminding him of Dr. Nefarious and Chairman Drek combined. Ultimis Richtofen’s demeanor had changed from wicked to confused when he couldn’t recognize what cat breed he was.

“What are you looking at?” Ratchet asked in, being uncomfortable with the doctor’s staring at him. “Oh, I do apologize,” Richtofen answered hesitantly as if he was holding back a question, “but I do not recognize vhat cat breed you are, are you an unknown species?”

Frisk was shaking their hands to withheld the question from the alien but Ratchet answered “I have got that a lot, yeah, I am a Lombax.” to the German doctor whose eyes had light up at the word.

“A Lombax?” the Doctor cooed the answer out of his lips, “A Lombax, what is zhat?” he said confused too much to Cuphead’s annoyance and the Lombax’s complete confusion.

Clank, however, decided to try to break the awkward silence by saying “Please, if you had the time but we do not know who you are.” which catching the Doctor’s attention as he squawked “Vho am I?!” he laughed “VHO am I?”

“Yeah, that’s what Clank said.”

“Oh ja, I haven’t introduced meinself! How rude of zhe Doctor!~”  he said happily as he slapped his forehead before bowing down to them both. “I am Doctor Edward Richtofen, zhe doctor of zhe team of scientists smartest as you known as Group 935!~” he singed as he had his hand on his chest and then gesturing to Frisk, Cuphead, and Mugman as he continued “Und zhe child you had had met today vas Frisk und zhe two cups are Cuphead vith zhe red und white straw und Mugman vith blue und while straw.~”

“Why our straws had something to do-” Cuphead looked at his brother who was underneath him lying on his back, Mugman very quickly answered “I think Richtofen meant for Lombax and Robot to know which is which.”

Both got up on their feet after getting off of each other and then going over to the group that were in a pit of confusion, awkward and strange. “So, you're an alien?” Cuphead but realized what he said right away and wished he could take it back but Clank said “Alien, could be a word but I can assure you that we have come in peace, not here for a fight or war-”

“CUPHEAD, MUGMAN AND FRISK! WHERE ARE YOOOOOU!?” a familiar loud voice yelled into the air near them, Ultimis Richtofen scoffed in disgust as he said “Ugh…. This American.”

“American? Who?” Ratchet asked as he and Clank walked over to Frisk’s side as footsteps were coming their way. Richtofen answered “A simpleton vith maggots for a brain.” as Soldier comes in right when he heard him said that, pointing a finger  at the doctor as he yelled “I am gonna kill you if you keep on screaming about my intelligence!'' As everyone of their group came in with an injured cowboy and an unfamiliar cyborg holding his shoulder with P!Takeo helped him walk better with his arm around his shoulder, the feeling of metal meeting his skin was forein but he didn’t once say or utter a word of this.

P!Dempsey looked at them after he was one of the few that came in with Heavy who was ushering the imprisoned Heleghasts and Ink Bendy holding Radec on his shoulder who was looking at Ratchet and Clank as he had never seen anything like them before.

“Cuphead, Mugman, Frisk!” he called them out as he walked over to them, one step at a time before stopping and saying “We had been looking everywhere for you-” He noticed Ratchet and Clank when his eyes moved to see them for the first time as Clank greeted “Hello.”

“What is that?!” Primis Dempsey said as he had nearly tripped from the sight of the robot just greeted him friendly as Ultimis Richtofen held his hand up for Dempsey to stop him from pulling his gun out. With a chuckle, Richtofen said “Zhese are not our enemies, zhey are our new friends, zhe furry Lombax is Ratchet und zhe robot is named Clank.”

“Hey.” Ratchet waved as he looked at the Irish-American before him, Dempsey said “Hi…” as he wondered what the heck is a Lombax and why the world is doing this to him as Bruno and Primis Takeo are walking towards them with strange looks.

Takeo kneeled down to have a better look at Ratchet the Lombax, he looked like a cat with yellow fur with brownish orange stripes but he had a lion’s tail that swayed behind him as he was curious as well. “And who are you, sir?” Ratchet asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable from the stare he was giving him that Takeo seemed to snapped out of it, standing up and said “I’m sorry. I am Takeo Masaki, Ratchet and Clank.”

“Good to meet you, Mr. Masaki.” Clank said as he looked at the Lombax as the Lombax looked back at him. The rest of the RED team were a bit wary about this strange encounter with this Lombax and a small robot that is being friendly to the others.

Soldier is holding a rocket launcher close to his person, Heavy is looking at this with a smile on his face like this was the funniest thing in the world but he is laughing in his head at this, Scout was giving them a strange looks as he remembered the times that he had read too many comic books, Demoman was looking at them before looking at hs bottle of alcohol he had found and then landing it to Ultimis who was drunk as him as he is seeing this and gladly accepted it without a thought.

Sniper, somewhat, remained ideal towards this as he had been used to robots, zombies, and even aliens but despite this being though this new to him, he tipped his hat to him like he was greeting a stranger. Ratchet nodded as he acknowledged the greeting from the Australian as Clank did.

“Do you people live here?” Clank asked the question to Utlimis Richtofen who was standing upright as he was looking at the cyborg they were carrying when they came in until the question was registered into his head as the robot said “Hello?”

“Oh?, nein, ve do not live here, someone or something just had brought us here rather strange if you will question it so fondly.” he simply answered, “You were brought by what?” Ratchet asked, crossing his arms.

“Und dunkle for keeping Frisk entertained.” Richtofen thanked them both as he looked at them with a smile as Ratchet looked at him confused.

“Yeah, whatever that means.”

“It means “thank you.”” he said as he gave the Lombax an unamused look and his arms.

[Drawn by TikTak known as This-Person-is-Slowly-Dying on Tumblr]

Frisk looked at Ratchet and Clank as Ratchet helped his friend back on his back, then two choices appeared that spooked the other newcomers but the fallen child paid no mind to this as this is the usual for this.

>[Can we set up camp?]

[Can we keep going?]

[Can we set up camp?]

“Oh, zhat seems like a good idea!” Richtofen chimed in, he looked around the area and then to the others and began to count each one of his members ``Let's see here… Zhe Pauling vaz zhe RED Team’s leader but vhen zhey vere taken avay, so, zhere five members und zhere vere eight of us but now zhere are four of us again. Zhen vith-”

“What are you doing Doc?” Primis Dempsey asked, crossing his arms with a scowl, Ultimis Richtofen stared daggers at him and answered “Counting our ranks, to a numbers, many of us in numbers before setting up camp for us to-"

"A number of us should keep watch on the Helghast soldiers AND the zombies, Doc." Sniper cut in, feeling insecure and annoyed by the Ultimis Doctor. The Doctor looked at the Australian now with the more annoyed look in his eyes.

“I am sorry mein friend, are you feeling insecure of zhis… situation ve are in?” Ultimis Richtofen questioned as he looked at the Sniper who is ushering the otherworldly soldiers to sit down while triple checking Colonel Mael Radec is still being held by Bendy or Ink Bendy for incense.

“Aye, ya think ya are the-”

“I am in charge now!” Richtofen shot back quickly as he had gotten Sniper to be quiet, “I am in charge from here on out until ve get our allies back, along vith mein other younger self! Zhe reasons vhy I had taken zhis position is zhat I know how to invent veapons, und even made a few Wonder veapons of mein own, I am smarter vith zhe brain zhat trumped over brawn und no time for any foolishness vith zhe likes of you, Bushman.” words poured out of his mouth like water that had been poisoned by corpses who were drowned in it.

Radec had never felt anything before but dread and respect for the German doctor, a twisted version of the Primis one but insane and toxic within the man who is a major general, one of the many of the Nazis and somewhat, reminded him of Visari, the man who he been leader and himself as a bodyguard for the leader who started the second extratatersal war.

“So, if you are all done talking, Sniper, I vill address you to do vhat you do best; run up to a far away place und shoot at anyzhing from zhat distance. If not, you are free to go hunt for food for zhe night so I can be at peace please.'' The Doctor finished finally with a grimmed smile, the Bushman glared at the insane man in the eyes before turning and walking away from the backward they were in.

Primis Tank Dempsey and Takeo Masaki looked at each other and then ran over to Sniper, catching up to him as the Doctor trumpthly stood there with a smirk. “Now, vhere vas I…?”

To where Sniper is, he was angered that he was insulted like that until he heard a familiar voice calling out to him. “Sniper!”

He stopped and turned to see who it was and sure enough, Primis Dempsey and Takeo had run over to him as they were down the street just three miles from the house. The street they were on had overgrown with weeds, plants and trees that reached the skies. Slowly burying the once rotting neighborhood into a green, colorful forest that was being taken back by mother nature.

“Ohat are you two doing here?” Sniper questioned, his voice sounded upset as both men catched up to him from running far from the backward that is soon to be confirmed into a camp.

“Going with you to hunt, I believe.” Takeo said as his hand is holding onto the handle of his sword, Sniper nodding, confirming what Takeo said is true, getting out his Back-Pit and then looking through his selections of different items he had.

Class: Sniper

Real Name: Mr. Mickey Mundy Gender: Male Birthdate: 04/6/1948 Birth Place: New Zealand Health Points:125/125 Overheal Points: 185/185 Quick-Fix Overheal Points: 158/158

Condition: Sniper

Normal: 100% (If wielding a different rifle except the classic, zoomed in, charging the classic at ether zoom level, with the huntsman; 27%, 27% and 54%) Backward: 90% (If wielding a different rifle except the classic, zoomed in, charging the classic at ether zoom level, with the huntsman; 27%, 27%, and 53%) Crouched: 33% (If wielding a different rifle except the classic, zoomed in, charging the classic at ether zoom level, with the huntsman; 9%, 9%, and 18%) Swimming: 80% (If wielding a different rifle except the classic, zoomed in, charging the classic at ether zoom level, with the huntsman; 21%, 21%, and N/A)

LV: 43% Gold: 143

Items (Bag): -Slouch hat [Equipped] -Lighter and box cigarettes -Jarate x5

Weapons: -Sniper rifle (Primary) >Huntsman (Primary)[Equipped] -Arrows. -Submachine gun (Secondary) -Shooting Star (Advanced laser sniper rifle) (Just in case there’s an Alien invasion again) -Kukri (Melee) -Razorback (A shield that can be attached by strap)

Back-Pit: -5 Blankets -Damaged pillow with a tears -Tent -Leather-bound notebook with an ink pen -Iron scraps x18 -Sticks x32 -Knife -Gunpowder x8 -Cloak -winter coat (For warmth use in winter only)

Sniper got out the bow and arrows and placed the sniper rifle inside the Back-Pit, placing the arrows in his quiver so he could pull them one after he used the first arrow. The Australian had noticed the text earlier that displayed his information; His real name, his place of origin, his health points, his bag, his weapons and the items inside his Back-Pit. Almost like a video game that can do that.

He then just shrugged it off as he could think about it later, he strums the string of his bow, whom is called “Huntsman”, in his hands, he looks at them both, Dempsey and Takeo, he wonder who-

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

>Tank Dempsey        Takeo Masaki

Sniper was taken off guard when he was presented with another choice to himself, text is simply moved between the two names presented within the box filled with texts, old style gaming texts.

He looked around the environment and then at two of them and it’s like time had stopped and the colors of the scenery had been stripped and there’s nothing but black and white where they once layed like the rainbow had been sucked dry.

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

Tank Dempsey        >Takeo Masaki

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

>Tank Dempsey        Takeo Masaki

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

Tank Dempsey        >Takeo Masaki

He tried to get out of the choice menu but the arrow kept moving between Primis Tank and Takeo, he tried to speak out for help but he couldn’t hear his own voice like it had been put on mute. He realized more that time had paused on them too, Dempsey and Takeo stood still, unmoving and unanimated, lifeless almost everywhere on them and they looked like nothing wrong is happening right now.

Whenever he moved the arrow selecting the choice, the colors came back to them but only for the arrow to go back to what it was previously pointing, making the other lose his colors once again.

It felt like time and colors had taken off without Sniper, leaving him in a timeless, colorless void until another option had appeared just under Tank Dempsey and Takeo Masaki’s names. The word is in yellow color or light golden color, better than the white text. It simply read as it follows:

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

Tank Dempsey        Takeo Masaki

>Advice

[Picture made in Garry’s mod, made by Meaghan “Icefir” Halter]

Sniper looked at the word “Advice” for a moment as the arrow seemed to be pointed at it when he looked at it, it occurred to him that when he looked at the two names, the arrow seems to point at what he was looking for. Much as he doesn’t want to, he raises his hand towards and then gently presses it. The choice text went away and was replaced with the new advice board.

Each choice you will make, each decision you’ll pick, they will not only change your future but will shape the coming future heading your way.

Choices will not follow the same road but separately as what will depend on you to choose.

Philosophical meaning, strange advice it could give to a Bushman like himself. He looked at the text a little longer and finally realized: He was going to choose between Dempsey and Takeo to take with him. The advice board he was looking at had closed and disappeared within the 3 minutes upon the glaze of it, the Advice button was nowhere to be found and never to be used again.

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

>Tank Dempsey        Takeo Masaki

Sniper looked around the two for a moment, thinking of the pros and cons of one each of two Primis members. His first choice was Tank since he is a marine but if there is danger like a bear; he would yell and shout before attacking it willy-nilly, he is strong but bragging about things that he found annoying.

He looked at Takeo, he wasn’t sure about it but he is quiet for most of the time and he is the most skilled swordsman, able to sneak like Spy and Diego so he may be a guaranteed choice for him.

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

Tank Dempsey        >Takeo Masaki

>Takeo Masaki<

Sniper pressed the choice he wanted and almost intensity went back to normal, time resumed and colors drained back into the order of everything, even to P!Dempsey and P!Takeo as well. They sounded and acted the way they did was like something strange happened to Sniper.

“Snip, are ya alright?” Dempsey asked as the warrior remained idly, equally confused as his ally as he looked at the Australian made.

“I was…” Sniper began to explain, “I was thinking about who I would want to take with me to hunting and I picked Takeo.” as he pointed at Takeo when he finished saying this. Tank and Takeo looked at each other and the marine asked “What about me, can I come too?” with his hands on the rifle.

“We will separate,” Sniper planned to him, “cover more hunting grounds that way but if anything went wrong; we’ll meet back here. Got it, mate?”

Dempsey looked at him for a moment and thought about it just a little minute of this, he would have alone time to himself as he would walk around, time to take his mind off about what had been going on today and maybe think about it then theorize the thoughts of the situation so far. He nodding, not saying anything to the Bushman

“Good,” Sniper said as he walked to his left that leads into the wilderness, stopped and looking over his shoulder to Takeo and then called out “Are ya coming or whot?”

Takeo looked at Dempsey for a moment before walking with the bow-wielding mercenary to begin hunting, leaving Dempsey there by himself as he looked down at the ground for a few moments before walking the opposite direction away from where he is standing. -Almost an hour later…-

He had been walking around the forest or a strange type of the jungle for about an hour now, he kept his eyes out for any zombies in case they might be in the area while he’s around.

Birds were flying, singing their tune into the eerily calm and sweet of the forest-hybrid jungle, puddles or… rivers of water flowing through the pathways that are once roads meant for driving cars well this is what the roads are for now.

Moss and grass had over the cars that he did not recognize by coveted them so they will be able to grow plants and find ways with or without the soil.

Strange flowers, they were almost like they were a new species of some type, petals of the flower were light blue and strangely was crystalized and the light of the sun was reflecting off of the flower's petals.

A eerie cyan blue glow from that plant-

P!Dempsey then just shrugged off and went on the beaten road that seems to lead on forever until he just came across a house that… once a beautiful mansion that looked like a castle, vines of roses are covering the crumbling walls with a broken gate to the mansion, the field that the mansion is located is overrun with forest trees that is climbing their way up to be as tall as the building itself. Vines and moss is almost done with climbing on top of the mansion and its roof.

“Fancy mansion,” P!Dempsey softly said to himself as he began to walk towards the gate,  “Big enough for us to camp there for the night but it’s an hour away as the sun is going down. If I am lucky enough if it’s a large animal and when I kill it; we’ll eat like kings and queens.”

The thought of the big roasted animal as he and everyone eating the pieces of it as they all sat around the campfire and afterwards, the Helghasts will have their leftovers of the animal, he can’t get it out of his head as he could hardly taste the taste of the animal he had slain.

He looked at the gate, it was rusted over and looked unstable to stay up a little longer, he placed his hand on it and then gently pushed it. The gate creaked and it’s doors fell down, making a loud CLASH on the ground.

He stood there awkwardly for a moment before entering the forested courtyard as he scanned around the area itself while he walked towards the building itself with the assault rifle in his hands and taking caution as he looked around.

He noticed a few bodies laying around the entrance to the mansion, they are animal-like but almost human with the paws that looked like they were hands and they had fur all over them but they are clothed and had armor as the marine found strange. Animals can’t wear clothes as humans… can they?

There was a faint yell from inside the mansion, he looked at the barely half way opened double door entrance to the building and little spots of blood going into the inside of the large house that is fitted for a rich family if it’s still in a cleaned state.

Inside the mansion as he walked in as he looked around the mansion while he took two steps inside the manor as he called out “Is anyone in here?” before his boot hits something on the floor as it was glowing in a flickering light. It was a lantern with a cyan blue light glowing from within the lantern. It’s light was flickering and threatening light would go out but it never did, not once.

He kneeled down and picked it up, he looked around with the lantern���s light shining through the darkness, The room he is in, the entrance room was in complete disarray, futature was shredded and broken, the few pillars on his left and right had crumbled and fallen down as others are still standing to support the mansion and would eventually crumble as well but vines had climbed there way upward since the windows of this place was broken in like someone had threw rocks at them and they shattered.

*Primis Dempsey obtained a lantern!

The darkness within the manor was illuminated by the lantern as the water dripped from the ceiling due to the pipes having become leaky.

P!Dempsey then begins to walk forward to the stairs that is the end and the center of the stairs as that’s where the trail of blood spots leads to as he held onto the rifle in his hand while holding up the lantern in the other hand as the glowing cyan blue light shines through the dark halls and into the corridor filled with shadows but he heard a groan of… a dog whining?

Dempsey is now on high alert by this as he slowly walked over to where the whining/groaning was coming from as he took to the right towards the end of the hallway and what he saw had confused him the most: a dog, a German dog lavender mix,  wearing grayish red clothes and armor that was holding the side of his shoulder with blood pouring out of the wound that was caused by a nasty gushy bite.

“Hey,” he managed to say something as he walked over to the dog with the light shining on it, “Are you alright there?” but the dog continued whining in a high pitch tune but did point at the hole in the wall where a pool of crimson red liquid was twisting and turning into another path of it leading into darkness of the few rooms over. “Stay here,” he said as he raised the rifle to his shoulder and had the lantern shine it’s light into the darkened rooms and then walk into the hole “I’ll be back for you.” as he entered the shadows with courage, he is an intrepid man in the marines, the one who knows no fear.

But he couldn’t help but feel like there’s something bad inside this mansion, if seeing one humanoid dog bleeding wasn’t bad enough but something worse here may be bad too.

Two or five rooms later, he spots another humanoid white and black dog, a husky breed, wearing green clothing and wearing armor, the same armor as the bleeding dog was wearing as it talked, it said “Where did it go?” while it… or he was holding a lantern of his own, same color as the light and looking around the dark, looking for something.

“What the hell?” he said in a bit too loud in his moment of shock of what he was seeing before him that the Husky had heard him and turned around to see a human for the first time but he said “Human, stay there, don’t make a sound or-!!” something had just popped out of the shadows before he could finish.

It looked like human but this looked like it had been skinned alive, brain, sharp teeth, rib cage with organs exposed but staying inside like rocks, it’s hands are claws and feet and it’s toes are claw too but it was able to be on all fours on it’s own like an animal. It’s sharp teeth then dug into the husky, streaks of blood shot out as the armored dog began whimpering and screaming in pain and terror as Dempsey yelled “Hey! Get off of that dog! Get off of him freakbag!”

“H-help me…” last words of the dog choked out before that… Licker had continued it’s tragic feast into the dog’s rib cage and eating intestines and other organs before it’s attention had turned to the Marine as he could see that it didn’t have any eyes for it to see what it was looking at.

“Mortherf***ing sh*t son of a b***! Don’t move-!” he had to place the lantern onto his waist belt for him to continue to provide light so he could be able to use both his arms so he could open fire on the Licker but dang, this thing was fast!

Running on all fours for it to move fast as it jumped and running on walls as it screeched at him as bullets flew everywhere as it jumped down in front of the marine, letting out a deep wailing screech and then jumping onto Dempsey, pinning him to the ground.

“Get off of me…!” he groaned as he tried to get it off but this creature had kept it’s claw flat on his chest while raising it’s claw in the air and then bringing it down onto Dempsey.

15- hit! HP 60% out of 75

“F***!!” he yelled in pain as the Licker jumped out of him to continue it’s attack, Primis Dempsey got back up his feet with the wound on his side as the Licker once again screeched. P!Dempsey unsheathes a knife and gets into a hunting position as he keeps his eyes out for the mutated zombie, the lantern he had is still providing light for him but it is cracked by the lens of it.

Hearing for anything that is moving as he moved slowly in the dark, the screeching from within the shadows as he breathed slowly and remained calm for this, another screech from his right, he turned to find it with a soft gasp but didn’t find anything but then he heard a screech from his left as he turned to look but stepping onto a broken glass, making a cracking sound within the room.

Causing the Licker to grab him by the head and then scratch him as well as launching him to a wall with a yell and grunt in pain from the human.

20- Hit! HP 40% out of 75

“Damn…” He groaned as he stands up on his knees as he looked at the Licker as it lands on the floor by rolling then fall from the ceiling, still crawling on all fours and then it’s tongue came out, it’s inhuman almost like a frog as it is long and sliva was dripping off of it.

P!Dempsey groaned as he was too far away to get his knife but he wasn’t giving up easily so as the result of his determination, he went through his pouch after he dug his hand in it and pulled out something round, metal and green.

Before he knew it, Licker punched on his and raised it’s claw to strike him again but Primis Dempsey used up his strength to shove a grenade into its mouth and then pulled a pin out of it and then he used his foot to kick it off of him.

Licker looked confused to what it was that the Marine had shoved into its mouth when he got up and then ran for cover just in time before the grenade had exploded, bits of brain and teeth flying everywhere as he heard a thud on the ground. Clenching on his side, P!Dempsey got back on his feet to see if his plan had done the trick.

Sure enough, it did, a headless Licker body lying motionless on the ground with blood pouring out of its neck. He walked over to the body and then gave it a kick for a reaction but nothing so far. He then gritted his teeth and groaned “This is gonna be sore in the morning…” as he walked over to where he had dropped the lantern, it was beside the broken glass he had stepped on to alert the Licker and then he picked it and shone the light on the room again. The room itself was in disarray and disrepair but there’s a few items scattered about, a first aid spray on the floor, rifle ammo on the table with a note beside it and his knife he had dropped.

“Can’t believe my luck, someone must’ve dropped it in a hurry.” he said as he carefully walked towards the first aid spray and not to push himself too hard not to deepen the pain the Licker had caused him.

He looked at it as he picked it up from the ground and then read the interactions on the back.

Umbrella Corps. First Aid Spray Use this when you are injured in the case of B.O.W.S. Every Umbrella Corps. Member must carry this at all times when you are on missions of-

Rest of the spray’s instructions was scratched up as it is no longer eligible to read, Primis Dempsey had kept reading the words “Umbrella Corps” over and over as he muttered “I guess Frank West was right about the Umbrella.” and then prepares to spray it onto the wound the mutated zombie had caused on him. “Alright, let’s see if it can heal this one.” he muttered under his breath, he sprayed the liquidised medicine onto the injury, the first sting of pain shot through the abdomen before he could think but his brain can already tell it.

The smell of green herbs was in the air and the feeling of bleeding had slowed and then just stopped, just stopped like a switch had just turned off. He can’t feel anymore pain afterwards as he sighed in relief.

16+ heal! HP 56% out of 75

“Well, that wasn’t too hard.” the marine mumbled as he walked to the table just behind him and was on the left, he looked at the rifle ammo on the table and then slowly picked it up to examine it. They look like they go to a Wonder Weapon of a strange type, he places the ammo into his Back-Pit and then picks up his knife from the ground and then sheathes it back to his boiler.

He was going to leave but his attention reached back to the note on the table, he picked it up and the note read as follows:

To any survivors, if you are unfortunate enough to still be alive in this part of the ruins of Salt Lake City; keep your eyes open for any creepy fuckers that looked like they were skinned alive, “Lickers” is what Leon had described them from the Raccoon City Incident.

One thing they lacked was eyes, they are blind as bats but their hearing makes up for that so they will hear anything that stupidly makes a sh!t ton of noise and it will attract them to it. But one way to avoid them as much as possible was to move slowly and stay quiet if you see a Licker.

Make like your grandma and creep by them as slowly and quietly as possible okay? Not like I want to but I have to regroup with the rest of my squad after a sudden bombing from some unauthorized military order and when I do, we have half of our squad to avenge. -Chris

“Gee… Thanks for the tip.” Dempsey said, sarcastic while feeling stupid that he could’ve known about that sooner. He then heard a thud from where he came in and claws flickering from the hallway can be heard throughout by the echoes.

“Sh!t….” He cursed under his breath as he looked at the hole he came in with the lantern, he can hear them from his left and he slowly turned to look at what it was and saw it was a new Licker, on the wall near the latest corpse of the humanoid dog and it was eating it but then it crawled upward to the ceiling, seemingly leaving its dinner behind.

Dempsey took a couple of steps back in disgust as the Licker lifted it’s head from its meal and then looked to where it was blindly with a long tongue curling out of its mouth. True to its name, Licker had a long tongue covered in saliva before climbing up onto the ceiling but not without its snack, used its tongue to spear and then dragged the corpse towards it and then returned to eat it’s dinner.

“Okay,” Primis Dempsey muttered softly as he looked at the Licker, “Tank, you can do this....” before he walked slowly and softly passed the licker while it was eating above him, blood from it’s meal was dripping down blood and onto the marine like rain, crimson red rain.

“Ehhh…” Dempsey moaned in disgust, quietly as he heard the Licker finishing eating and dropping the body onto the fall. Thudding onto the ground and all silence afterward from the Licker, a second Licker had crawled out of the vent closest to the ceiling and towards the wall to the right and crawled on it quickly as the Tank passed it by.

“If one wasn’t bad enough in this building.” Dempsey thought as he kept the lantern on his person so he could get out a rifle and prepared just in case one of them had to somehow hear him.

Making his way to the exit as he kept his eyes out for not only two Lickers and then three or six more Lickers had come out from broken doorways and vents after they had busted it from the inside but Dempsey remained calm and cursing under his breath with the sight of several Lickers around.

Lickers in the group are eating another corpse of a man wearing a strange military uniform with a white and blue umbrella symbol snitched on each sleeve and these Lickers are eating the corpse as if like buzzards enjoying their latest roadkill. The marine of Primis furiously shook his head in disgust and looked away from the scene presented to him as he started to continue out of here without too much hesitation, as slow and quiet as possible.

He didn’t watch where he was going as he had accidentally kicked a vase laying on the ground and upon impact, it shattered into pieces and it alerted the Lickers he had walked past. “Oh sh!t!” he muttered as he heard one of them screeched from behind him as one thought, foreign and familiar to him had screamed one word only, it screamed:

Run

He had time to question the thought as the flight had kicked in and letting adrenaline take control of his being, feet had suddenly grown wings as he ran out of sheer stamina. Lickers were fast enough to go after him as he turned around and while backing up, he began to shoot one of them in the brains, and blood-spattered about everywhere before opening fire on the other one as it had jumped to grab him.

The roaring and the screeching are not far behind him as he kept running and dodging each Licker that had leaped to pin him down. With a few scrapes and bruises from the Lickers, P!Dempsey was still persistent as hell as he was determined to get out of the mansion alive.

When he saw the opened door to the outside in relief, he believed he was going to make it but had a gut feeling that one of the Lickers had its tongue out and then shot at the marine, he turned around to see if they are still chasing him but he no time to react to the long fleshy slimy rope that belongs to the unforgiving Licker, it coiled around his neck and then he was pulled into Licker’s clutches as it gnarled its teeth at the man while he grabbed tightly on its tongue to break free but he had dropped the assault rifle to the floor when he had let go of it to grab and try to pull off Licker’s tongue or in this case rip it off with his bare hands if he has to.

“Let… Go, you… freak-bags!!” he spoke as Lickers began to swarm the helpless fighting man before them but then, he looked around him to see them as the marine yelled “Sh!t!” as he was trying to pry off the Licker’s grip while he was trying to fend himself but then… He heard footsteps coming from the entrance. They’re getting louder and louder until-

A traditional blue and gold Chinese hair ornament flew out of nowhere in fast speed and stringed the head of the Licker, blood spurted out a bit and onto the marine before he and itself fell to the floor together as he looked at the stunning hair ornament.

He landed with the grunt with the Licker hitting the ground and causing the hair ornament to fly off of it’s exposed brain and spun over to Dempsey. Getting on his feet as someone had dashed in and picked up the hairpin as Lickers are charging in from the ceiling.

The next he knew the rest of the Lickers had fallen victim to the hair ornament as he had picked himself off the floor and wiped the blood off of his face as he stood. He then finally saw an Asian light-skinned woman armed with just a hairpin had begun to battle and defeated at least four Lickers as it was now drizzled in blood as she held it firmly in her gloveless hands. Her coal-black hair tied in a bun, wearing a dark dress coat with dark gray 1910’s Tung suit top, navy blue leggings, and boots.

She is approaching him as she looks at him beforehand, stopping to where he is sitting, she then asks “Are you okay?”

“I’m… I’m fine.” he answered as he looked at her, the woman who saved him began to introduce herself to the marine; “My name is Jin Bai Chen.” as she leans in with her hand reaching out for him and with him accepting it, she helps him onto his feet once more.

“The name’s Tank Dempsey.” he introduced himself to her as well as he looked at her.

Jin looked to where he had dropped his assault rifle then picked it up off the floor and handed it back to him, “I believe this belongs to you.” she smiled.

“Thanks.” he said as he looked around the area then the fallen Lickers before them as he said “We have to get out here.” gently grabbing her by the arm and then pulling her forward with him as she replied, “Understood.”

They both exited the mansion in haste as they walked down the stone steps and then onto a path that leads to the opened gate,  towards the gate Dempsey has to say something to this woman.

"So." Dempsey responded as he walked by Jin's side. "What brings you here?" Jin looked at the man, he can tell that even her, she hardly remembered what had happened to her when she got here as well. "I do not remember," She began to say, "I was in Northern France when the outbreak began but then... I don't know in all honesty; I woke up in a house with talking cats."

This sounded silly yet strangely familiar to the marine, he had no idea why but it had sounded that way as he shook his head.

"That sounded ridiculous."

"I-It really is..." she replied, slightly embarrassed.

"Talking cats..." Dempsey muttered as Jin giggled quietly at the thought of it, Dempsey then looked at her now, "It's a stupid thought to think-" he had started to say but didn't finish when he heard a twig snapped, he suddenly stopped as the woman looked at him in confusion.

"What is the matter?" Jin said with worry.

"Shhh...!" He shushed, looking into the forest of the courtyard and he heard familiar groaning from within in the woods, then the familiar figures shambling and staggering came into the clearing: Zombies.

"Shit," he quietly yelled as he put his rifle away and scrambled to get out a pistol and a revolver out of his hoistors, "There's more of them!"

"What...?" She said as she looked to her side and saw more zombies coming to her side, "Zombies...!?" she responded as she and the marine were pressing their backs to each other, facing the dead surrounding them.

"Yeah! Stick by me, alright?!" he ordered as he kept his eyes on them.

"Understood." She replied, gripping her hair ornament.

[Drawn by Icefir, picture featuring mortal-kombattore-115’s OC, Jin Bai Chen.] [Original]

Zombies, a horde of familiar undead are coming behind the trees on their left, another horde of zombies are coming in from the right side of this forested courtyard but they are unfamiliar to the marine as there’s one new detail to them.

Their eyes are not glowing yet they are devoid of color than their 115-tainted counterparts, they did not run as them but still they can still walk faster and they were wearing some kind of late 90's clothing

These strange zombies and 115 zombies are surrounding them but they are not helpless.

Dempsey muttered under his breath "Alright, which one of them is going first?" as he is looking at one of each of them to look at the other one after another.

As the undead began to approach the duo, Jin ran up to them and started slaying them one by one. The Marine didn't have time to think which one he would pick, so he shot the first one he could see.

"Die you undead f***s!" Dempsey shouted, being trigger happy. As he was shooting the zombies and looked at Jin to make sure she was okay, he noticed that Jin was... Quite fast killing the undead forces without the use of a firearm.

Zombies are not fast nor quick enough for her as she stabbed and kicked them to the ground with each fatal puncture to the brains. He wasn't sure or didn't want to be sure but Dempsey began to stare at her, admiring her badassery she displayed. "Who is she....?" he muttered to himself, he wasn't aware that a zombie was coming to him as he stared at her.

Jin looked back to see Dempsey wasn't paying attention to his surroundings and spotted the Untoten coming to him from behind, Jin alerted "Watch out!", making Dempsey come back in reality.

Dempsey spun around to see a zombie coming towards him, he blocked it temporarily with his forearm and used a pistol to blow a bullet into it. "Thanks, Jin!" He said and Jin nodded with a smile.

The duo have been killing the undead, one by one, making a clear path, as they were walking towards the gate, "That's right we are cutting through them!" the Marine yelled, "Literally."

"We are!" she responded. "Keep going!" "Yes ma'am." he replied.

They are fighting what felt like forever with their lungs devoid of air, they are killing the horde until they reach the gate, out of breath.

"We made it!" Jin responded, catching her breath.

"Y-yeah," he breathes out as he looks back behind him, the 115 zombies are lying dead but the new zombies are getting back up with bullet wounds in their heads, the surviving zombies are coming to them. "We better get along." he nudges her to get moving.

"Understood." Jin replied as they ran far from the mansion as fast as possible, the familiar forest-like jungle that overtook the neighborhood in ruins with a new teammate by his side.

"Do you think the undead forces are going to come back?" Jin asked.

"I doubt it," he started to speak, "if they are here then-" Dempsey realized about the situation, "Sh!t! Tak is with Sniper right now and they just had no idea that these meatsacks are here too!"

"Who?" she asked with confusion as Dempsey looked at her, "I'll explain on the way, let's go." he said as he grabbed her hand and pulled her along as the sun is creeping behind the mountains, it's celestial light leaving the broken city to make way for lunar glow of the moon to take over for the night.

They journeyed through the neighborhood until Dempsey had found two familiar men, Takeo and Sniper as the warrior stood in front of a large creature that resembled a bear but different as Jin started to study the two men and to her, Takeo is from their timeline but Sniper's not.

Sniper looked at Dempsey with a bow rested on his shoulders and a quiver had only handmade 7 arrows in them, "About bloody time." He groad, "Takeo and I were waiting for ya, mate. He had found some kind of a bear for dinner, Tank." as Takeo remained silent as he stood fount of the dead beast.

Takeo hasn't noticed until now with a new woman next to the man, "Who is she, Dempsey?" Takeo asked, looking at Jin.

"Her name is Jin Bai Chen, Tak." Dempsey answered as the Australian looked at her as well with curiosity, "Is the sheila from your timeline, ya two?"

"Yes." She responded before Tank could answer. "You are?" Dempsey and Takeo said at the same time. Jin nodded in agreement. "Those clothes you two are wearing, are from my time. So I believe that we originate from there..."

"I see." Takeo said as Sniper steps up, "Five people from World War I, speaking of blubbering about, where are you from, Miss Chen?" He asked.

"Originally from China." Jin replied. "I am temporarily living in France, to provide labor for the French and British soldiers. You see, I am with the Chinese Labor Corps."

"Oi see but Jin, how did you get here from that timeline to here?" Sniper asked.

A question finally got into Dempsey's head, "Guys wait, Jin had saved my ass back in that mansion with Lickers and zombies. She was a badass when she helped me too." He said.

"Really." Takeo said.

Dempsey nods in agreement, "No shit, I am serious." as Sniper looked over to Jin, "How did this happen?" he questioned.

Jin then raised her hair ornament, which is now painted with the blood from the undead. Sniper looked surprised as well with Takeo who said "You used your hair ornament?"

"Yes." Jin replied. "But that was not the only thing I defended myself with."

"What is?"

"Shaolin monk kung flu." she answered.

"Shaolin monk, you are...?" Takeo said as he now believes who she was. Jin nodded. "I had been saved by a Shaolin Monk." Dempsey said in awe. "I'll be damned."

The woman began to smile at Dempsey's comment.

The Marine pounted as he blushed, Sniper smirked at the blushing face of Tank as he was going to tease him later but then he thought back about that advice an hour ago, was it right about this?

"Very well." Jin responded.

Sniper responds as well with "Oi guess Oi can agree to it as well, now, help with this big piece of meat, lads."

Four hands of both men helped carrying a slayed "bear" back to camp as it was much heavier than it looked back to camp, back to house number 1104 that had become a fortress thanks to their teammates and new found allies.

"Help with this...!" Sniper grunted as he, Dempsey, Takeo and Jin helped placing the bear onto the huge kitchen counter, the group of four all worked together to skin the bear so it can be properly cooked. It seemed to be quiet in the household until all too familiar, LOUD hard voice bellowed out "ARE YOU THREE BACK WITH DINNER!?"

It had come from Soldier, the man with low intelligence and a helmet that covers most of his eyes. "BLOODY HELL- Soldier!" Sniper had jumped out of his own skin as he had nearly dropped the knife he was using as others looked at him after they were too jumped by his sudden presence.

"We are trying to skin a bear that the Samurai had caught for dinner!!" He yelled as he was taking a few breaths in with his hand over her chest, nearly having suffered a heart attack. Jin looked over to Dempsey, "There's more?" she asked.

"More of us are here since this whole thing began, separate people from different lives, timelines and worlds." Takeo answered to her as the Soldier came over, inspecting this newcomer to their group.

"Wait until you;ll meet more, never know how many are here." Dempsey answered more as Soldier looked at Dempsey now and then back to Jin who was a bit uncomfortable with this man staring, "I see." she nodded as she looked at Dempsey, "For now, let us prepare for this feast."

Soldier, until now finally, Soldier said "Huh, a new recruit! since you are with Corporal Dempsey, I'll let you go this time!'' Then turned and trotted off, one two three four. One two three four steps of each foot as Dempsey facepalmed.

"Ignore Soldier, Jin," He groaned. Jin giggled, making Dempsey's cheeks bloom pink. After skinning it, they cut it into pieces for the group to eat. After an hour of cooking, Sniper then called out to the remaining people in the fortress that dinner is ready.

Frisk, the remaining members of RED, Helghast prisoners and everyone had come from their makeshift camping quarters to find a place to sit and eat as Jin looked at everyone with surprise and wary of both Helghasts and the Inky demon that is Bendy.

"There is no way that all of this is real." She thought to herself as Sniper had came back from the kitchen with spices, he seemed to read her mind for a moment as he said "I want to say the same thing as you, Jin." as he walked passed her as Cuphead, Mugman and Frisk had followed Sniper, catching Jin's attention unknowingly as Mugman said "I hope it's enough for everyone, golly."

Jin had given a confused look to all of this, two children who had cups for heads had her questioning her santy at this point of her life as Dempsey was going to find a spot to sit but had noticed Jin, walked over to her as he was a bit of concern. Dempsey asked "Are you alright Jin?"

Jin only responded at a level that only Dempsey can hear her, "I feel like I am under some hallucinogenic drug right now. There is no way that a talking cup has manifested into reality."

Dempsey shook his head as he hold her hand a little, "I understand, if zombies are not worse then-"

"Halllo~!!" Ultimis Richtofen's voice cooed out like a crow as Dempsey growled. "-Then this could be it, great."

They both see Ultimis Richtofen, emerging from the shed with Ratchet, Clank and Raiden in tow, walking over to the tired marine and a startled Shaolin woman.

"Guten Abend!" The Doctor greeted happily with a smile on his face, "Hey Richtofen." Dempsey growled. Richtofen then turned his focus to Jin, giving a warm smile. "And who is this lovely fraulein?"

"It's Jin." Dempsey said as he crossed his arms. The German then took Jin's hand and kissed it, disregarding the irritated American next to him as Richtofen cooed "Very nice to meet you, Jin! Now, judging from zhe clothing, you must be from zhis American's timeline, ja?~"

Jin was a little creeped out by this man who is overall friendly towards her, Jin replied "...yes."

"1918 I see." Richtofen purred as Bruno was making a big campfire, "German, the American looked angered." he said softly as he fed the fire with logs while Richtofen waved his hand to him "Oh hush, Bruno." as Jin had begun to examine the Frenchman. He looked like he's been in several quarrels in his life by his features as he looked at her and said "You are Jin, if I am not wrong, I am Bruno Delacroix."

"Bonjour Bruno" Jin responded. "C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer aussi." Bruno smiled and nodded. "You learned how to speak French?" Dempsey asked.

"Yes." she replied. "I have studied the language during my deployment in France." as Richtofen placed his index finger and thumb under his chin as the word "deployment" had caught the Frenchman's attention. "Deployment?" Bruno asked. "For what war?"

"The Great War." Jin answered, Ultimis Richtofen knew what war she was referring to since she, Primis Dempsey and Takeo are from around the time of World War I as he said "World War I."

[jigo-san]

Send noods

chicken noodies

[h20milk]

Do you have a F/O list? :o

on my carrdco! although it's a little outdated HAHA, my f/o's are technically just people i ship with my ocs (that are basically my self inserts but also not really! i can explain that if anyone is curious). but here u are!

azul ashengrotto is STRICTLY an oc x canon yume, i see him and yuu as my children but i'm way too lazy to take him off of the yume list because he's been with me ever since i was 17 ToT i also am strongly into wriothesley from genshin and leon from pokemon!

i also want to make clear that i LOVE sharing and am in no way that serious about all of them, i just like seeing them loved and i like believing i am loved by them! (〃＾▽＾〃)

[xroguex1027]

Bread Pudding Doesn’t Like Julian (Un edited)

Just a little sicfic about how Julian can’t let his sister down even at the expense of his own guts.

JulianXMC(No gender), Platonic Pasha 

May have emetaphobia triggers although nothing happens. I’m new at stuffing fics, it’s a newly discovered guilty pleasure so bare with me.

Portia loved proving herself to her brother almost as much as she loved fussing over him. Sometimes she would bake for him or be his therapist but today she realy wanted to impress him with the new recipe she had found.

Julian didn't want to say it but Pasha's bread pudding wasn't as good as the grandmas. It was runnier and intoxicatingly sweet. The first bowl wasn't sitting right in his stomach. But he did have a habit of not eating enough. It very well could be that he was just out of practice. 

“Mph-it’s good pasha” Julian choked. 

“You really think so?” Pasha asked clasping her hands in hopeful delight.

“It’s really erm-sweet.” Julian took a long sip of his tea in an effort to cool the sugary heat in his throat.

“If you like it you can have some more.” Pasha offered excitedly. 

Julian couldn’t turn his sister down. She had worked so hard to find and make this recipe. The two of them had loved it as kids. It had a been special treat the grandmas made just for the two of them. Maybe it was the heaping spoonful of nostalgia but deep inside he felt something starting to ache. 

He couldn’t tell her it was turning his stomach though, Pasha would think it was her fault.

 “How could I say no?” He asked. If only he knew the answer.

Pasha hurried to the stove with his empty bowl and spooned out a generous second helping seeing how much her brother liked it and sat it down in front of him.

“I almost forgot!” Pasha cried. “I made muffins to go with it.”

She jammed on her mitts and eagerly retrieved the crumbly pastries from the oven’s warm belly. Then she took one piping hot muffin and plopped it on top of Julian's bread pudding.

He had to guzzle his tea between bights to help the pudding down. 

“Aren’t you gonna try the muffin?” Pasha asked hopefully.

“Oh, I was-just uh-going to save it for tomorrow. You know busy day might not get a chance to go to the market for lunch.”

“Oh don’t worry about that, there is plenty enough for you to take some home with you.”

 His stomach made a strange rumble he hadn’t heard since his first time aboard a ship. Thank god he had found his sea legs since then.

“See listen to how hungry you are.” Pasha insisted. 

“Pasha I-”

“You really don’t eat enough. Listen to it. Feed me, Julian! Feed me!” Her impression of his stomach was almost as unsettling as the pudding inside it.

There was no getting out of this one. She was going to watch him until that entire muffin was gone. 

Julian forced himself to take a large bite out of the muffin, the faster he ate it the faster it would be over with. It was thick, and he could feel it squeeze down his throat and sit in his chest before sinking to the pit of his stomach.

He tried to cover a hiccup with a satisfied sound.

“See told you, you would like it.” Pasha smiled. 

He used the last bite of the muffin to sop up the rest of the pudding. As he tried to swallow he could feel his throat tightening. 

“Here have some more.” Pasha insisted. She was so excited by how much Julian seemed to like this pudding. 

“I don’t think I-” 

But before he could finish Pasha had shoved another muffin into her brother’s mouth. 

“Here this one is cinnamon flavored.”

It actually was pretty good, Julian would have really enjoyed it had his stomach been a little less moody. He wasn’t sure how it happened or what Pasha had said to guilt him into eating so much but five bows of pudding and three muffins later he was cradling his gurgly belly under the table.

UUURRRRRRGGGGGGLLLLLEEEEEERRRRRRRRR

“What was that noise?”Pasha asked.

If she knew his stomach was still roaring she would keep feeding him. and he felt guilty rejecting her again. 

“I think it was Pepe,” Julian said choking back a sugary burp.

“Of course it’s his feeding time,” Pasha remembered and immediately went to the cupboard to find some cat treats. The little seal faced feline rubbed against her hip scarf with pathetic desperation. 

“They’re supposed to be good for his digestive system, yes they are.”

Pasha scooped Pepe into her arms and began to nuzzle him as she fed him a little treat from the cheesecloth pouch.

Help with digestion sounded pretty good to the doctor. He sure could some right now.

“Pasha, you wouldn’t have any more tea would you?” He rasped.

“Hmm let me check,” Pasha said thoughtfully climbing up on her footstool to open the cabinet. “Oh dear.”

“It’s alright.” Julian winced discreetly soothing his stomach under the table.

RRRRRRRRGGGGGGLLLLLL

“Pepe I already fed you.” Pasha sighed.

GGGUUUUULLLLLRRRRRRBBBBLLLLLL

“Hang on, that’s not Pepe, that’s you!” Pasha quickly grabbed her brother's empty bowl and began to refill it. “Why didn’t you tell me you were still hungry.”

“Actually I’m er-getting a little full,” Julian admitted. He could feel his stomach pushing into the table. The edge of it digging into his tinder abdominals.

“You could never be full Ilya” Pasha assured him “You’re so tall everything goes right to your knees.”

“As a doctor, I can assure you that’s far from the basics of human anat ~urp~ anatomy.”

Pasha’s retort was interrupted by a little knock at the door. “That must be MC,” she squealed. “Why don’t you answer it, Julian, I’m sure they’re here to see you.”

Julian groaned and pushed himself out of his chair. Bloated, nauseous feelings hit him tenfold when he stood up. The jacket he was wearing squeezed him in all the wrong places. With some relief, he unbuttoned it and hung it on the back of his chair. He fixed his shirt which had started to rise up over the food baby he felt like he was about to have. 

UUUUULLLLLLGGGGGGGLLLLLLLRRRRRRRPPPP

“Yea I know, I know, just not in front of MC.” Julian whispered to his belly.

He placed a hand over his bubbly gut in hopes of stifling the incessant rumbling.  Julian swallowed hard as he opened the door, MC  swept him into a hug that he immediately regretted. He had done pretty well at keeping all he had eaten down, until now. However, he managed to keep his cool as MC released their embrace. 

“Hic~good to see you too MC.” 

MC laughed “What smells so good?” They asked.

“Ah, that would be Pasha’s bread pudding.” He then leaned down by their ear far enough away that he could hide his breath. “I wouldn’t trust it if I were you. I’ve found less questionable things at the red market.”

MC gave him a look. “Is it really that bad?”

“My stomach has fared better after eating year old bread while in a rowboat on he edge of whirl pool .”

“You’re so dramatic.” MC smirked. 

“Trust me, if she offers you any don’t eat it. I don’t know how her stomach can handle it.” 

UUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLPPPPP “Excuse me.” Julian sheepishly bit his lip. The belch had snuck up on him like a certain courtier.

“Feel better?” MC asked playfully.

He didn’t realy. In the middle of his release he had stopped it to hold it in. Not infront of MC. Any uncontralable gassious displays were too humiliating, even if they did temporarily put his stomach at ease.

When they sat down at Portias little coffee table she imediatly offered the rest of the bread pudding to MC. 

“I uh-I just ate.” Mc bluffed.

“Oh that’s a shame. This stuff doesn’t keep to well I’de hate for it to go to waste.” Pasha gave a little pout as she emptied the ladle back into the pot.

Julian could stand the dissapointment on his sisters face. He realy didnt want ther to feal like noody liked her food, and he felt guilty for telling MC not to eat it. Besides after that bealch made a little more room in his belly.

“I’ll eat it.” He said before he could stop himself. So Pasha split the remaining four bowls worth between the two of them. Pepe ofcourse helped her finish hers.

Julian struggled more with each sickningly sweet sticky spoonfull. He was trying so hard not to gag infront of his sister. Every spoonfull brought him closer to his inevitable demise. Surely his stomach would explode.

With a subtle glance he noticed in alarm how much his gut was protruding. A small globe stretched tight as a canvas. 

Seven, seven bowls of Pasha’s mystery pudding, three muffins, and about five cups of tea were all angerly swirling in his stomach. 

“Oh Ilya, I forgot, I started growing peaches.” Much to Julian’s horror she pulled a crate full of plump fruit seemingly from out of nowwhere. “I picked this one special for you.” 

She held up the largest and juciest peach. It was kind, but he would have apreciated it so much more had stomach not been so over stuffed.

“Thanks Pasha, That’s so ~hic~thoughtful.” Julian sluggishly bit into the peach. He could hardly chew it.

“I’m sorry I can’t” he moaned. “If I eat anymore my stomach is going burst and I’ll die.” Julian shook his head holding the peach far away from him. He couldn’t look at it.

“Oh stop being so dramatic.” Pasha scoughed. “You just don’t usualy eat like a normal person so you don’ t realise how hungry you actualy are.”

“Um pasha-” Mc started, “I think Julian might be getting a little”

But Julian had allready gone back to his task of eating one last thing. That’s what did him in.Inorder  to finish the entire pieach he had to keep his eyes closed.Seeing it was hard enough but the taste and swmell was almost enough to spill his guts. Everybight struggled to make it to his stomach the last one almost didn’t. 

Oh God. What had he done? Julian clutched at his stomach under the table with his sticky hands. His belly was the size of a small mixing bowl. Ghostly sounds echoed inside. 

“Did you like it?” Pasha asked.

“It was great.” Julian weezed. 

Luuuuuuuurrrrrrrrggggggggglllllllllllllllllllllluuuuuuuurrrrrgggglllleeeeerrrrgggg Julian gave his vengeful guts a defeated little pat.

“Oof. Well I don’t know about you guys but I sure need some excercise afte that . I’m going to the Grden, you guys are welcome to stay in here and make out or whatever.” Pasha chortled.

As the door closed behind her Julian face planted into the table.

“Somthing tells me you don’t want to make out.” Mc said.

“I always want to make out.” Julian told the wood grain. 

A melodic rumble filled his over satiated gut and he clutched at it despratly.

“I think I just ate everything in Vesuvia.” He groaned. 

Mc walked over to him and gently began to rub his back in little circles. 

“You okay?” They asked.

“I feel a little ~hic~woozy” 

“Do you need to lie down?” MC asked.

Probably not a bad idea. Wincing, he managed to sit upright and his stomach narrated his every movement on his way over to the couch. He crossed his arms infront of him and lowered himself to his knees as the sharp pain of a cramp shot through his insides. “Ugh.” Julian hugged himself tighter and layed his head on the couch. 

“Are you gonna be sick?” Mc asked nervously.

“No I-I it’s embarassing realy.”

“What is it?” MC asked.

“I erm I’ve got that feeling like my gastro intestinal system is...sorry doctor terminology I uh-I think I’de feel better if could burp up some of the gass ive got in my stomach but I don’t ~hic~ I don’have anything effervecent enough.” 

“Try swallowing some air.” MC suggested gently.

“I-uh okay.” Julian took a big gulp of air and swalowed hard but it just dissapated in his stomach with an agitated growl. “Oof that didn’t feel so good MC.” He winced. ��It’s fine I’ll just ride it out.” 

“Maybe try a different position. Can you get on your back?”

Julian heaved himself onto the couch and rolled over onto his back. His belly slaushing like a snow globe as he flipped over.

“OOft.” Now that he had jostled the acidic content of his stomach a bit he felt a little worse. He swallowed harder this time but the gulp just exacerbated his stomach ache. “Sorry you have to see me like this” He choked lifting up his shirt. Even the light weight of his lose fitting shirt was too much for his tinder gut.

“I’m not.” Mc said watching him pull his shirt off.

Julian gave a smirk and rolled over onto his side as seductively as he could. 

llllluuuurrrrrbbbblleeeeuuurrrbbblleeeuurrbbb

Julian glared at his stomach. “Oh very poetic.” He said dryly.

“Was that a sonat?” MC asked. 

“Not enough sylables, more like a-”

Guuurrrrbbblellleebbbbllll

“Limrick.” He finished with a note of salt in his voice.

“Here come lay down with me.” Julian patted the empty spot on the couch beside him.

“I don’t want to hurt your stomach.” MC said with concern. 

“Ah but it might help if you rub it a little. Trust me MC I’m a doctor.”

As Julian rolled back into his original position Pepe lepped onto his distended belly causing him to flinch.

“Ohhhh-ho-ho easy Pepe.”  Julian groaned. “I’m not feeling so peachy.” He grimaced at his own unintentional pun. Pepe had begun to kneed his stomach.

Mc scooped up the mischievous little cat and sat him on the floor. Then they placed a hand tinderly over Julian’ swollen tummy and began to massage it. A low rumble finally rose into his chest allowing him the deep bealch he needed.

“AAAAAAUUUUURRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUPPPPPPP” 

“Ah much better. Excuse me.” 

But MC continued to rub and bress on his bloated tummy.

EEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPP

“Ooft. See? It ~BLURP~mmph scuse me. It helps.”

MC gave the bulge of his tummy a firm pat and in no time he had found the belchesburried in the pit of his stomach.

Portia walked back in a moment later with her basket of apples. “Wow Ilya you look terrible.”

“Realy? I feel ~Urup~ ngh-fantastic.” Julian reclined back on the cussions rubbing his tummy.

“I guess you realy did eat too much huh.” Pasha said apologeticly. “I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you.” 

“No Pasha, it’s my own fault. I’m sorry I didn’t speak up for myself.” He tried not to burp mid sentense.

“Next time I’ll do better.” Pasha asured him.

“Next time?” Julian groaned. “Ulf. Pasha, I dunno if there will be a next time for another decade with this stomach ache.~BLLLLUUURRRPPP~Ugh sorry I keep doing that. That’s mmf embarassing~BLUGHP~”

His diafram was exausted from spasming. His stomach ache was starting to ease up but he still sounded like a water bed, and he felt like one too. 

MC had allready fallen asleep to the soft murmering in Julians stomach.

“Hey Pasha, mind if I sleep here tonight?” Julian asked.

“You’re always welcome here Ilya.” SHe smiled sweetly.

“Thanks” Julian murmered on the peripheral of sleep. “Oh and Pasha, please dont wake me up for breakfast. I allready had twelve.”

[shvdxs]

but you know that this is useless

1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you? yeah but we do be workin on that

2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you? not really only when im woken up in the middle of the night fearing for my life

3. The person you would never want to meet? oh you know

4. What is your favorite word? peruse deadass

5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be? womping willow i want mfs to nap under me

6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought? yike!

7. What shirt are you wearing? black noodie

8. What do you label yourself as? tired

9. Bright room or dark room? dark

10. What were you doing at midnight last night? i couldn’t sleep because of the thunder so i went on my home computer and went through the pictures from my mom’s camera and came across some pictures i didn’t know existed bc i’d been looking for pictures from my 2016 twirp bc k8 and i looked hot as shit but i only had 2 pictures??? 

11. Favorite age you’ve been so far? i think 16 i “glowed up” whatever the fuck that means from being emo but 17-18 was absolutely the happiest years of my life until everything went down hill my sophomore year of college and then shit got better the beginning of my senior year and then it went DOWNHILL FAST but then my roommate and i became best friends and i got close with my homies from work and everything was getting great right before i turned 22 and then bam shit got bad because RONA

12. Who told you they loved you last? my mama like 2 minutes ago

13. Your worst enemy? trump, i think the only person that’s fucked up my life is my grandmother, however there’s a couple of people i know that deserve a hexin

14. What is your current desktop picture? its changing kitten pictures

15. Do you like someone? nah

16. The last song you listened to? the song that was last played on my spotify was boy bye

17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up? trump fUCK him UP im SO SICK and TIRED

18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face? ^^^^^ + (null) and maybe (null)

19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do? anyone i’ve absolutely babied and slaved over in my life out of pure love that fed off that and left

20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional) height and legs fucking duh, unfortunately ive got wide ribs and no snatched waist but im model status at this point

21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do? i genuinely cannot answer that

22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it? uh my hands are doubled jointed and im oddly flexible

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of? facial tattoos

24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal. i hate sandwiches but say i had to eat one................ subway BMT w provolone with every vegetable on white

25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it? fuckin rent bc Mizz Rona

26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go? i mean AFTER mizz rona i’d like to go to fucking europe, specifically greece or norway. or just straight to australia fuck it

27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be? i read heaven and said i gotta go then saw alcohol. the switch i made was incredible. mojito. i want a blueberry mojito.

28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place? animal crossing????? my rule is no uglies

29. What is your favorite expletive? excuse me

30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno? if it’s my apartment im grabbing my laptop because i have homework due assuming my phone is in my pants

31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be? WOW! PLEASE! i beg of you

32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world! norway bye

33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back? we been knew death is a homie, however i’d bring back (out of all of my favorite artists) epstein for the tea

34. What was your last dream about? uh i took a nap which usually leads to lucid dreams so i started dreaming that i was vomiting and then it switched to a lucid dream so i was like gross imma spit it out and then i realized i was in my dorm so i was like wait let me do some rad shit but then i woke up drooling

35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]? no. im not good at anything.

36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital? yeE

37. Have you ever built a snowman? of course

38. What is the color of your socks? grey rn

39. What type of music do you like? i like emo shit

40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets? sunset

41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor? mint chocolate baby

42. What football team do you support? (I will answer in terms of American football as well as soccer) i dont watch football but bears bc im from chi

43. Do you have any scars? on god

44. What do you want to be when you graduate? i wanna go to grad school but MIZZ RONA

45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? my brain, i know id be successful in so many realms with my interests and goals but i have so many setbacks and fears and mental illnesses that it keeps me back but i do be pushin thru

46. Are you reliable? i try to be

47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be? how far into the future tho

48. Do you hold grudges? unfortunately noooo but that’s because im passive and fear loosing people

49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create? cat and owl lemme see her

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had? dont even know where to start

51. Are you a good liar? lmao yeah my mom turned me into a straight faced liar

52. How long could you go without talking? i’ve gone days

53. What has been you worst haircut/style? rn. fucking rn. they cut my hair so short i want to die.

54. Have you ever baked your own cake? so many times

55. Can you do any accents other than your own? of course

56. What do you like on your toast? butter and cinnamon sugar yall know what i mean

57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of? i miss drawing, but i played telestrations after dark and im p sure it was “spermicide” and i ended up having to draw someone shooting a dick with a gun

58. What would be you dream car? ooooo, okay i’d die for a mercedes SLS or a jaguar F-type 

59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain. i vibe

60. Do you believe in aliens? of course

61. Do you often read your horoscope? its funny tho so a lot

62. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet? X

63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons? dragons bc they aren’t real

64. What do you think about babies? NO. i cannot with the noise. the clean up. disgusting. yall sacrificing too much to wipe shit and silence children.

[llalonde]

27 Q’s

tagged by the wonderful @heartsbian !! thank u 💕

rules: answer 27 questions and tag 20 people

nickname(s): kal

gender: loving and supporting women

sign: taurus

height: 5’3

time: 1:38pm

birthday: april 25

favorite band(s): bleachers, bastille, 1d, panic!, bts

favorite solo artist(s): hayley kiyoko, troye sivan

song stuck in my head: ribs by lorde

last movie i watched: im currently watching the lorax lol

last show i watched: catfish

when did i create this blog: this one i made right at the beginning of november but my old blog was made in 2011

what do i post: aesthetic, lesbianism

what did i last google: christkindlemarket hours

other blogs: my yoi blog is @mi1a and my blog for posts i find funny i rb to @setterdog

do i get asks: rarely

why did i choose this url: i’d die for yuuri katsuki

following: like 80 somethn lol

followers: before i remade i had 3k but now i have 150 ://

average hours of sleep: 6-8

lucky number: 7 or 8

instruments: i play clarinet, saxophone, and ukulele

what i am wearing: a grey champions noodie and blue plaid pj pants (and wolf socks)

dream job: trophy wife of a successful lesbian Or an environmental scientist

favorite food: its always changing but rn i rlly like garden salsa sunchips

last book i read: ocean at the end of the lane by neil gaiman

3 favorite fandoms: i don’t trust like that.. but content that i am into is yoi, hq, jurassic park..

i only know like 4 people and tagging makes me nervous so i’m tagging: all of my mutuals 🍵☀️

[sydsliftingface]

Do you post nude submissions?

No mam noodie joodies are kept in private

[nishinoyawn]

25 for my precious angel noodie bootie <3

Thank you for asking sab MWAH

25. My idea of a perfect date

I answered that here! But I didn’t go more in depth so I will do that here: ideally, if we were playing games, there would be like a lot of banter and trying to win but at some point, one of just trying to get at the other. And would share a cotton candy as well!! Oh and maybe I actually do win a few games fair and square too hehe. OH AND WE DO THE CRANE GAME !! And I just come home with a giant teddy bear and various smaller prizes. And they also gets to take some home bc I won them for the other person!! :3

Nosy asks!

[esterexpsito]

yesterday i had to do my final so i arrive at college 1 hour before because i never find the classroom and we have two buildings. after this guy tells me it's in the north classroom, i cross the street and go into the building (my college is at the center of the city so the traffic is horrible and i waited 5 minutes to cross the street). i ran my way to second floor and found out it wasn't there so i go up to the third and noody knew where it was (1)

i was tired and screamed: where the fuck is sociology final going to be? and i feel the tiniest hand on my arm so i turn around and there was this adorable tiny girl and she said with a soft voice "hm i'm looking for it too", i said "okay, i'll go with you" and she was really shy, i asked a lot of people about the classroom and we found some other girls who were waiting for the same answer so we sat next to them. she sat next to me and we revised in silence, she looked so pretty and cute (2)

when our teacher called us we took separate ways and when i finish my final i left the classroom and take the stairs, she was a floor below me but she saw me and waited for me. just then i realized she had really big high heels and i was wearing my normal and old shoes but she barely made it to my neck. her style was super soft, adorable like her and we talked about the exam and we both weren't conviced about our results but we talked about the classes and she said guess i will see you there (3)

i smiled and said okay i hope i see you there then and we had a small hug and she said "oh wait what's your name?" and i told her and she said her name was vicky and i died right there, i smiled all my way home and i never saw a girl like her, she was so pretty and cute i'm so gay

this is 2 good....2 gay....i hope u sit together in future classes and pass cute notes even tho ur sitting right next to each other because shes shy or something equally mcfreakin adorable

[delzinrowe]

Zack fair and delsin rowe

Zack Fair

make me choose between stuff

[ccosmeticchaos]

Good morning to all my lovely internet friends and friends to be… and Hi Mom, because I know you are my #1 fan.

I was recently nominated for the Liebster award by the lovely ladies over at BeautyHolics101 . Thank you so much to them, and congratulations on their considerably success in the blogging community, they put a considerable amount of effort into their content, and should definitely be in your daily blog repertoire.

How does this work you might ask?

The Rules

Acknowledge the person who nominated you and share their blog.

Share 11 facts about yourself.

Answer the 11 questions that you have been asked.

Nominate 11 more bloggers whose blogs you like.

Ask 11 questions that you would like those bloggers to answer.

Let the bloggers you have nominated know that they’ve been nominated.

The most difficult part of these posts are the 11 facts about me. I don’t know why but its the human condition to want to talk about yourself. It’s just not something I love to do. So here goes…

The Facts

I don’t like to talk about myself

I have two dogs that I love more than life and I miss them the when I walk out the door.

Athena in her watch tower

I wake up at 4:30 in the morning every weekday so I have time to do my makeup, and enjoy the process of getting ready for work, in the quiet.

There is no enjoyment in cooking for me, cooking is about as fun as laundry, or pulling out my leg hairs with tweezers.

I am one of those weird people who actually really likes to work, even if I don’t particularly love the work I am doing. There is some satisfaction in reporting that comes out saying how great I am.

There is a part of me that would love to be a comedian, this is something that I have really noticed in my older years, is how much I like to make people laugh 

I am the most introverted extrovert you could ever imagine could exist in this world.

Music runs my life, if I could remove the song lyrics, chord progressions, and melodies from my brain there would be enough room in there for me to be a surgeon. And I mean a good one, like a world renowned brain surgeon. 

I like to draw and colour, but am totally and completely terrible at it, as shown here in this doodle battle I had with my husband where he drew two foxes in the time, I drew one fox that looks like… an alien? In fairness, my husband draws in mechanical pencil and is WILDLY talented at sketch artistry. I hate him for that. Here are two of my favourites he’s done. You heard me right…. Mechanical.. Pencil. That’s it.

I do now keep a bullet journal which has been helping me with my “talents” and I seem to be improving week over week.

For awhile I was really into designing stickers, and I have a sticker shop on etsy. It’s more difficult for me to keep up with now, so I have been seriously considering shutting it down.

And just for good measure let’s toss in a (excuse the pun) heavy one. I have an obscenely difficult time with my weight. I am up and down 40-50 pounds every few years, and it’s increasingly frustrating for me. When I want to lose weight I can, but I know it’s my own fault, and unless I work out CONSTANTLY, it’s difficult for it to stay off. Maintenance is my biggest foe.

The Questions Asked of Me

What is your favorite season?  – Fall, but I’m going to say Autumn to sound more pompous.

What is your favorite piece of clothing that you own? As I age I learn to hate clothing more and more, nothing fits, and is always ill tailored to fit a body type like mine. So naked. Nakedness is my favourite.

What is your go-to lipstick?  – Mac Twig,  and any shade of liquid lipstick really

What is your favorite hairstyle to do on the run if you are late for something? – I don’t do the hair, so I guess a ponytail?

Night Owl or Morning person? Both. There is many a time when I don’t think I actually go to sleep at all.

Do you have any pets? – See above for the cutest little butts you ever did see!

What is your favorite throwback song?- How dare you ask me such a difficult question….

When did you start blogging? – I have had a few blogs on and off in my life, and I have always been a writer. There is a chest in my spare room that is FULL of notebooks, journals and diaries from when I was younger. However this blog is about three years old and my consistently run go to business.

What is your favorite candy/ice cream flavor? –  Cotton Candy ice cream because I’m a five year old. Not a particular fan of candy in general.

What is your favorite picture that you have on your phone? – ummmmmm most people will probably post a picture of their kids or their home, something from vacation, but this ALWAYS makes me laugh.

What is your hair type? Straight or Curly?- Wavy, It used to be curly, and then I straightened it to death my entire teen and early

My Nominations

 WhereMelWanders – If you are into travel this is the girl for you. She is PAINSTAKING with her blog, and the content she provides to her readers, plus she travels the world on the cheap, so if you are interested in how to make that happen, you want to check this out FO SHO.

The Makeup Case – I have been internet friends with this lovely lady for a VERY long time, very engaged within the community, and that’s important to me in a great blogger.

Courtney’s Beauty Corner– An up and comer in the beauty community!

Sparkle and Spice Makeup – Another blogger I have come to find recently, and I think my favourite thing while browsing around her site, is that her reviews are not done after using a product once, they are used for awhile, (sometimes months) and then there is a thoughtful review curated and posted. REVIEWS ARE NOT FIRST IMPRESSIONS AND SHE GETS IT

Just Paper Things– I happened to stumble upon this lovely site while searching out how to draw ,and I appreciate her artistic styles.

Memoirs and Musings – I really like the mix of content, and writing style.

Stash Matters – Oh man THE GRAPHS, THE REPORTING THE ANALYTICS. All of these beautiful things about makeup. They just give me life!

Beauty Bonds – Science infused articles on beauty and fitness, beauty and fitness subscription boxes, reviews, ingredient analyses and more!

Cosmetics Junkie– She writes about makeup and boobs, these are both things I can get on board with.

 Aloha BeautyXO – I am starting to enjoy more blogs than just makeup… and this is fairly well rounded

Polished and Inspired – is exactly what she is.

The Questions I Demand of You

Whats your favourite colour?

If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?

What is one of your most unpopular opinions?

Name two guilty pleasures.

What do you want to be if you grow up

Favourite Quote?

What made you start blogging, and why the topic you blog about?

YouTube or Netflix?

Post the 7th most recent picture in your phone. No noodies.

How did you meet your best friend?

How did you find writing out the 11 facts about yourself?

Thanks so much for reading, and I have no idea but this post took me an entire WEEK to write. Normally I can bang these babies out in 15-20 minutes! What the heck!

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