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[solariex]

silly red dancing gif i made !! :3

originally i was gonna add cat headphones, because it was based off someone sending red music recommendations on the red askblog (cough cough @kittycatred sorry self promo) but its literally 5am as im typing this so i didnt feel like adding that right now :,) also i realized after making this that it looks VERY similar to this by starrypawu and that was purely by accident oops!! i think i got unintentionally inspired though so im linking it just in case for credit !! :D also timelapse ?? speedpaint ?? (whatever its called for animation lmao) below !! !! FLASH WARNING !! THOUGH cause i flip the canvas ALOT and switch frames alot and its sped up !! (also ignore the timeeee....ignore the time....shhhh i wasnt up until 5am at all....)

its 3 minutes long but i sped it up AS MUCH AS I COULD sorry its like 5 hrs of footage originally so thats why </3

[slumbergoblin]

Copying and pasting a thing I wrote in notepad: Ages: Shortly before Betrayus's disappearance/Present day in story (year born in our years) (heights)

*= OC

Kids Pac: was 3, is currently 14 (2008) (160cm, 5'3") Cylindria: was 4, is currently 15 (2007) (165cm, 5'5") Spiral: was 6, is currently 17 (2005) (180cm, 5'11") Skeebo: was 5, is currently 16 (2006) (173cm, 5'8") Elliptica: was 5, is currently 16 (2006) (175cm, 5'9")

Adults Betrayus: was 39, is currently 50 (1972) (187cm, 6'1") Stratos: was 43, is currently 54 (1968) (218cm, 7'2") *Oscar: was 41, is currently 52 (1970) (167cm, 5'6") *Mei: was 41, is currently 52 (1970) (154cm, 5'1") Zac: was 33, is currently 44 (1978) (175cm, 5'7") Sunny: was 33, is currently 44 (1978) (165cm, 5'4") Spheria: was 48, is currently 59 (1963) (184cm, 6'0") Sir C.: was 59, is currently 70 (1952) (162cm, 5'3")

(adults years apart) Betrayus and Stratos are 4 years apart Oscar and Mei are a couple of months apart Betrayus, Mei, and Oscar are 2 years apart Stratos, Mei, and Oscar are 2 years apart Zac and Sunny are a couple of months apart Betrayus, Zac, and Sunny are 6 years apart Stratos, Zac, and Sunny are 10 years apart Oscar, Mei, Zac, and Sunny are 8 years apart Zac, Sunny, and Spheria are 15 years apart Spheria and Sir C. are 11 years apart Spheria and Stratos are 5 years apart Spheria and Betrayus are 9 years apart Stratos and Sir C. are 16 years apart

[braintapes]

The Hotel Podcast Season 3 Analysis: Part 4 - The Hotel Herself

Today, we'll start to wrap up anything left to cover for the Owner's arc, then dig some more into the Hotel Herself, her character, and her relation to the Staff.

I have little in the way of fancy preamble this time, except for that I'll consider this my big treatise on the character of the Hotel Herself and I will be discussing more than just her presence in Season 3. I really can't talk about her without getting into...everywhen and where else.

This is also the longest post in the series, at 8 full pages long. Not that much longer than the other posts, I guess, but it feels long to me. Take breaks if ya gotta. Here's some links to Part I - The Manager, Part II - The Lobby Boy, and Part III - The Owner.

It is a joy for me to write this up and to share it with you. If you read even a little bit, I'm grateful. If you read all of it, I'll be over the moon. So I thank you very kindly for your time :-)

Let's get into it with 3.10 In Which We Burn. This episode is about both of them, all of them really. This is where we start to get into that whole, 'interconnectedness of the self within the Hotel' thing I put a pin in before. Strap in for the ride.

The Owner begins again in the void. There is nothingness all around him, yet he wanders forward to somewhere, something he can't quite perceive yet with only a vague idea of what he's going to do:

I would know if I was going the wrong way. Returning from somewhere to somewhere. I don't know where I'm going, but I know how to get there. I think there's someone there already. I think I'm going to kill them. No, that's not quite right. That's not it. But it's all I can think of as I walk thru endless endless nothing. "I'm going somewhere. Someone is there. Someone to kill." Over and over I repeat the words, trying to make them make sense. Trying to find the parts that stick out in sharp directions. Like a mountain crag that needs weathered down by time to dust.

...There's that mountain again. This is a version of the Owner reforming after his last death, one that strikes me as prototypal, almost. He exists in the void for what's implied to be a long time and seemingly has no memory yet of the previous episodes events? He has no memory of...anything. Just him and the endless darkness.

I think that the Hotel is forming him slowly here. Experiencing through him. The Owner doesn't fully exist yet, he's still baking in the metaphorical oven. Without any memory or experience besides the void, she seeps through into him as he fumbles for something.

"I'm going somewhere. Someone is there. Someone to kill."

Consider the creature versions of the Staff ala season 2 or 5, how they seem to have foggy memories that slip away until they settle into being whatever monster of the week they're going to be. This feels the same way to me. Compare the above line with the following from early on in 2.3 Mr Heavy Bones:

Something in me, not me, something separate, needs to kill them.

I also want to point out not just the similarity of those two lines, but how said lines could easily refer to the Hotel herself. Hear me out - If I wanted to describe how the Hotel operates in as succinct a way as possible, it'd be something like the above! Someone is there, somewhere. Someone to kill, someone needs to be killed...

He approaches, or perhaps the lobby approaches him as it comes into view. He's disoriented, the ceiling and the floors mixed up and everything is going by too fast, he's completely disconnected from the sense of time and space of the Hotel's shape. In a flash, he remembers and is immediately reset again. The Hotel instructs:

Watch it again. And pay attention this time.

On it boss!

The music has changed to The Hotel Herself's theme, Cosmic Heartbeat, and continues to play as the Owner goes through another run. The perspective is slowly starting to shift - although we're still seeing through the Owner's narrative eyes, understanding is on the horizon. The Owner goes again and looks at the Manager.

THE OWNER: She's already been killed. Is that what was sticking out? Is that what I needed to weather? I don't think so. I don't believe it, but I do as I'm told. Dying isn't easier the second time. THE HOTEL: (Yyyyyyyyou've) You've died much more than that. You've died again, and again, and again and again. Here comes another one, don't miss it or we'll have to start over.

She's responding not just to his words, but to his own internal narration. The line between them gets a tiny bit blurred, line by line ;)

So, then, if it's not the Manager he needs to see, maybe the Manager's murderer? He takes note of the gibbering creature, starts to remember more but the Hotel grows a bit frustrated with him. The Owner's not quite picking up on everything yet.

So we go back again for another round and the Owner grows more harried. With each death he sounds more and more ragged and I have to give huge props to Graham Rowat. Like I said last post, his performance as the Owner is always wonderful but this episode in particular has always stuck out to me as a high point. The Owner sounds so desperate here, so battered. He's lost and in pain and so afraid of dying yet still trying so hard...

He goes through again, makes it past the Manager and the gibbering creature and sees the Lobby Boy cowering in the corner. He's so overcome with disgust at the Lobby Boy he loses sight of what he's supposed to be understanding and the Hotel kills him again. He's getting lost in the details, not paying attention to the bigger picture. He needs to see beyond himself.

THE HOTEL: We have nothing but time here. (here here h e r e) Time (time time time) and pain(pain), if you want it. I already understand (everything)everything(everythgibber) WINGS FLAP THE OWNER: PLEASE! No more! THE HOTEL: But you don't understand yet. (don't don't don't understand yet ) Until you have an understanding you will receive only pain and time. AGAIN!

There's a bit of implication that this goes on for longer than just the exchanges we get in the episode. Now can see that the screams of his that echoed throughout the season, such as at the very very beginning and on the second floor, were the result of him witnessing these events again and again from his own jumbled perspective. I picture the Owner in my mind's eye falling, hurtling upside down through the Hotel, flying through time and space at Her direction.

I also want to talk a bit about the Hotel's part in these exchanges, and on her broader relationship with the Owner. To my understanding, official word on season 3 is that it's the Hotel experiencing her own origin like a memory, but because time, self, etc. aren't separate concepts for Her, it's experienced in this weird distorted kinda way. But nevertheless, she is here, experiencing all of this alongside the Staff and alongside the audience. She's watching and reliving these events and the Owner seems to be a sort of...Dante, almost? Sort of. He's there to watch with her.

What is the Owner's role through most of the series? His very title the Owner is superfluous because he very obviously doesn't own anything. He has no authority whatsoever, only the costume of it. He holds the threat of replacement over the heads of the Manager and Lobby Boy, but he can't actually do anything to them. The only time he tries to do something during season 4, he gets his ass handed to him just as much as he beats the Lobby Boy. He has no real authority over the guests – he certainly scares them, but he doesn't build the rooms or check them in.

What is he tasked with doing, then? He is to observe the proceedings of the Hotel, observe the guests and the Staff, and file reports to the Hotel. Again, he has no meaningful authority. His reports are meaningless in terms of running the Hotel. She can and does do whatever she wants regardless of what he has to say or think about the matter. So what purpose does he serve to her? This is what drives the Owner fucking bonkers in a 'constant accumulating dosage of radiation over time' type of way. It's the main reason he has such a hangup about not being insignificant, it fuels his hatred (read: JEALOUSY) of the Lobby Boy, it's why he makes it his business to shout at everybody else for not doing their jobs right, it's why he breaks down in season 4, I could go on.

For her, his reports may not have a purpose vis-a-vis hotel operations, but that's not the point. He's her confidant, her right hand. To him, that's an ideal he must constantly strive to live up to and fulfill. To her, she enjoys the company. Someone to watch it all with her. The Owner is so different from her in temperament that in his unique position, I think he gives her fresh perspective, a way of seeing things from different angles. I'd offer this excerpt from 4.8 AJ, Taylor, and Wayne:

I know he wants to understand though, the Owner, for me. He's such a sweetie. Always thinking of me. He wants to do a good job on his "reports". I like his reports, I like hearing about his day, and hearing about the staff, and how they like it, and how he likes it, and if I can do anything to make it better for everyone. I can, of course. Heh, I can do anything.

In 4.11 The Owner - V she tells him:

Now wait just a damn minute. I know you don't like my Lobby Boy, but you have got to get it together. The floor staff are absolutely necessary to running the day to day, but you and I are supposed to support them, drive them forward to new fantastic heights!

The Owner responds, then the Hotel responds:

They were! They are! But it's you and me, kid. I really thought you and I were gonna be able to work together more closely on this. And it's supposed to be fun! You may be like them, one of them but when you come here you're on my level. I elevate you to singular significance, even if it is just to chat.

I know those are long excerpts, but I feel they're necessary here. The Manager and the Lobby Boy have each other. They improve each other and work well together. I strongly feel that their interactions fuel their character growths. The Hotel sees the Owner as the Lobby Boy to her Manager. It's the two of them, working together! He's beneath her, of course, everyone is, that's just how it goes. But they're a team!

The Owner very much doesn't see it this way. He conceptualizes himself entirely from his place in the hierarchy, his title as The Owner. He is above the other Staff and exists to further Her will. He's so god damned worried about running everything that he cannot see past this through to what the Hotel actually wants - his company. The Owner ties himself up in knots partly due to his internally and externally imposed isolation from the Staff. I wouldn't say it made the Owner the way he is, he did just kinda come out of the box like that, but it absolutely exacerbates his issues in a feedback loop. It drives the Hotel mad because she can't understand this. For all she says she understands everything, she struggles to get why the Owner gets so wound up. Something something divorce core or what have you.

...That, um. Got away from me a little bit.

Anyway.

Aaaall of that is to say, if the Owner isn't there to actively affect things, then he must be there to watch. That's been his role, to me, from all of his season 1 episodes to now. His role here, in season 3 specifically, is to watch and learn. And She watches through him, watches him watch, and he is the vehicle through which she makes meaning of Herself all over again through new eyes. Ties it all together.

[More could be said on this about this being the Owner's on-boarding - the exact word he uses to describe this later on in 4.11. But if I start up again I don't know where I'll stop so I need to move on for now.]

The Owner's arc is pretty much done here anyhow. He goes around again and eventually he starts to understand. Starts to! He sees himself in the Manager's place, dead on the floor. He sees himself as the Lobby Boy, cowering in the corner. He sees himself as the gibbering creature.

You're so close to understanding.

THE OWNER: No. No! As the lobby passes I see my own reflection at my feet. The Hotel begins pulsing rhythmically. THE MANAGER (echoing): I see her standing here in the void, fear carved into her face. THE LOBBY BOY (echoing): I see him, and the fear turns into awful understanding. THE OWNER (echoing): Killer and killed. Predator and predated. Ashes to ashes.

The Owner becomes them all one by one, and they, in death, become each other. Cycle through being each other, it seems. Here is the moment of understanding. They are all one in the same. None of them are separate from or above death. They are not separate from the Hotel – they are the Hotel, split into distinct parts which are separate yes, but inextricable from Her. A long silence passes before:

THE HOTEL: The mountain has been weathered. Do you see? MANAGER/LOBBY BOY/OWNER: Yes. THE HOTEL: My will. My purpose. You kill for me. MANAGER/LOBBY BOY/OWNER: Yes. THE HOTEL: You die for me. MANAGER/LOBBY BOY/OWNER: Yes. THE HOTEL: Darkness is the universes natural state. MANAGER/LOBBY BOY/OWNER: We are the light, one and separate, existing briefly, extinguished and anguished. THE HOTEL: Now, at the end, our work can begin. Front desk bell DINGS.

AaaaaAAAAA!!!!! AAAAAH!!! THIS. THIS IS MY TOP FAVORITE SEQUENCE IN THE PODCAST EVER. This is what got me. I already liked the series since I'd made it up to this point, but this is what made it feel special to me. The timewarp end-beginning stuff, the interconnected self, the cosmic nature and presence of the Hotel Herself, all of it resonated somewhere deep in me. This contextualizes the entire thing for me in one line I think about Frequently:

Darkness is the universe's natural state.

That is why I honed in so hard on the light/dark fire/death imagery. The implication that darkness, void, nothingness, death - that all of that is a resting point. The light is an aberration, something new and anomalous which exists for a time before resetting back to default.

The way I picture the Hotel is as a cosmic entity of, well. Cosmic proportions. Too vast to comprehend on a meaningful level. She's not the representation of death in general, she's simply a part of the universe that embodies some of the void. The space between.

After all, a hotel is a place between where you started and where you want to go, isn't it? You go there, you stay there, you leave there. A candle is lit, it burns, it dies. Leaving only cold, empty darkness behind.

It's the inherent contradiction that makes the Hotel Herself in my mind. She exists as an entity, yet is as a void. Symbolically representative of death, yet she contains life and light within her in the form of the guests and the Staff. From her void, she Becomes in infinite fractalling, spiralling shapes. Hotels and lobbies and rooms and doors. Something from an underlying nothing.

Note, I don't mean the terms 'empty' 'void' and 'nothing' as derogatory. She is not hollow (though she does contain hollows). In terms of symbolism, 'nothing' is as much Something as 'something' is. It's like...In art, you have negative space. It's defined by being the absence of something. The interplay of negative and positive space creates the artwork. That's what I'm getting at with the light/dark stuff here.

Another food for thought: How about 'light' in terms of seeing, or perception? Not only does the Hotel take on infinitely many forms in shape, but she also influences and manipulates how she is perceived. The guests, Staff, and New Crew all perceive the Hotel differently - I made a post about this subject a while ago that you can read, even! [That post is outdated now re: the New Crew stuff at the end, but I thought it worth including anyway.]

Incidentally, I think the Hotel does have trouble seeing back at the Staff. She knows them inside and out, don't get me wrong, and she can twist them any way she chooses. But they have gotten out of her grasp before. Her tensions with the Manager and the Owner in season 4 come to mind, she has trouble seeing things from their perspective and vice versa. The Hotel is above them, and that is its own position with its own perspective. The limitless is, ironically, limited.

Now let's talk about the Mountain.

The mountain has been weathered. Do you see?

It's the most predominant recurring motif of the season alongside the fire. I consider it complementary and even entwined with the fire. Firstly, on its own, I consider it to represent structure. The mountain is at once something to be scaled and something to be weathered. In both (contradictory) cases, it is playing within space. The painting process, as opposed to the proverbial color palette.

It directly represents the structure of the Hotel as, like, a hotel - the Staff's roles each represent a floor. The Manager is the lobby, the entryway, the ground/first floor. This is why she has to be the one to search for the place the Hotel will be in the forest, why she has to introduce the season and the series (she opens season 1, too!) while the Lobby Boy is already just kinda...there when his turn comes up.

Second floor is the guest floor, a horizontally infinite maze of hotel rooms, hallways and doors. This is the midpoint, the journey from life to death. Of course, the deaths don't have to happen here, but many do. This floor is a role of its own. It exists dedicated to this purpose. Then, there's the third floor. A dark office that is at once a void yet also filled with paperwork, desks, computers, so on. As I write this, I realize I said all this in the last post so I won't drag this out.

Point is, as we ascend, we zoom out more. The lobby is only ever the lobby. It's a personal, one-on-one entryway. The second floor is broader – there are many rooms for many guests. Only one may check in on a given night, but since time works differently here, all the guests are already there and already dying and already dead etc etc. The third office overlooks the floors beneath it, overseeing not just the guests but the Staff, too. What's above the third floor? Darkness.

These correspond directly to the Staff's roles and we've had PLENTY going on across this season that makes those connections as well. The Manager in 3.2 Hammering Bones experiencing the building of the Hotel first-person style or the Lobby Boy's whole thing kind of tying him to the burning rooms, for example.

[Stray thought: If I wanted to get real artsy with it I could talk about the hierarchy here not just a physical building structure and corporate structure, but also as structure of the human body - Starting from the ground, standing firm as the Manager does, going up to the hands which build, to eyes that watch, to the brain that is. well. everything. But thaaaaaat's leaning a bit too into my own personal projections as I see barely any canon basis for this so. Take or leave at your discretion. I just adore symbolic trios.]

Form and light. Mass and shape. The Hotel as a tiered yet deeply interconnected structure containing fire and light that exists in service of snuffing out the fires that enter her. Do you see my vision here?

Weathering the mountain is grinding down 'something' into 'nothing.'

When the Staff have all been weathered, they are Her again.

There's a little bit more to the ending of this episode, echoes of the old Managers, Lobby Boys, Owners, ending with:

THE HOTEL: …We hope you enjoyed your stay with us. Your Hotel for the night. We hope you'll enjoy all your nights with us. THE MANAGER/LOBBY BOY/OWNER/HOTEL: WELCOME! The Hotel theme plays over credits.

This is a lovely ending to the season and I like it very much. I apologize that I don't have much to say about it beyond that, I just got so lost in the symbolism sauce back there.

I still have more to talk about, actually, while I'm still here. Before I spoil and rot in this text post. It's been 7 long pages now but there's still work to be done before the skin sloughs off my bones. Because in all my talking about the Hotel as she exists, her how and her form and all that, I never really talked about the Hotel Herself, did I?

Maybe I did a little, here and there, but that's just not enough for me. The Hotel Herself is such a character and while she's always been here in this season, yes, we don't get a lot of her directly. And there are still questions that might arise from the whole 'the Hotel is also the Staff and they are all each other' thing that need answering.

Namely, why would she do this in the first place?

[Well, aside from the whole 'well there wouldn't be a story at all otherwise' thing]

The Hotel exists as. ah. the Hotel. Like I said earlier, she chooses that form for Herself, that's who and what she is! A hotel is that positive space 'something' and it has a structure, a prescription just like the archetypes of the Owner, the Manager, and the Lobby Boy do. She has many variations, from a cabin to a rental home, to a dingy roadside motel to the fanciest most elaborate 5 star resort, but these are all her own kind of instancing as defined in my previous post. The only difference is that she, at the highest level, exists simultaneously as all of these instances at once and thus has an eternal awareness of Herself that the Staff do not.

I draw a distinction between the Hotel Herself and Madam Hotel because of this. To me they are NOT interchangeable. Madam Hotel is a specific instance, a specific form that is her, but not all of her. Not fully. She seems more...cloudy, I suppose, as Madam Hotel. Everything is all new to her. Existing in a human body is new to her, seeing things from this perspective is new to her, and she lacks the cosmic clarity of the Hotel Herself in her vast endless entirety.

Still, she retains the same personality. And I really, really want to talk about the Hotel's personality. She's so fun!

She is endlessly curious, always excited for novelty. She likes watching the lights inside her twinkle and interact just as much as she likes putting them out. ALL of it is wonderful fun to her. There's an infectious enthusiasm about her in her season 4 narrations, where we see her fully in her element as Herself. Some excerpts:

[Stretching noise] MMMMMMMM-MM! Sometimes you just have to stretch out and take up some space, am I right? And we have THREE guests tonight! THREE! They aren't getting a room though, so I thought it would be okay to to relax a little, let it all hang out. Well, let some of it hang out, anyway. Really explore the notion of unwinding. My lobby is still rooted firmly, I mean we do have to meet the guests halfway you know. But tonight I just let myself unspool up and up and up and up up up up [giggles] ohhh it's really almost just like doodling. Filling in the fiddly-bits with scrabbly brick and twisted metal and I'm even experimenting with the windows tonight. Kind of greasy and yellow, I don't know, stained with nicotine or some other poison. Just one of those little subtle touches that's more for me than the guests. They don't notice almost anything. Sillies. They just see me as a normal old building, red carpet under an awning.

[4.8 AJ, Taylor, and Wayne]

I lay down, lounging on the side of a very green and bushy highway by an airport. I'm the kinda place people go when they don't have anywhere else to go. Or don't want anyone to know where they went. I fill my dull yellow paint with cracks, for character. The staff barely even have uniforms here, and they look pretty rough themselves. Gotta look the part, right? I put the Lobby Boy's Supply Closet around back this time. The lobby is pretty small, but the fresh air will do him good.

[4.11 The Owner - V]

Look at how much FUN she's having being herself!!!!!! I love her so much!!!! Each instance is an experiment and exploration in self-creation. Okay, hang on, let me have one more. I know the bonus episodes aren't canon, but The Garden has stuck in my interpretation of the Hotel Herself since it aired, let me have this.

My hands shoved knuckle deep into the cool, dark soil of the universe. I flex my digits and churn it into a place something could grow. I plant seeds there and nurture them best I can with water and food and little lights. There are things that live down there that suck up mud and chew on slime and help it all flourish. It's an entire ecosystem. Carefully balanced and tended too. I don't know anything about plants or gardening so I have to make up the rules as I'm figuring them out.

I won't rehash the whole episode but the whole thing really gets across that she is at once the garden and the gardener, every single part. The metaphor of the garden, of growing plants and flowers and hoping for the best, figuring it out as you go, feels SO in-line with what we see of her in the main episodes.

Back to my point, the Staff are integral parts of the Hotel. How could you have a Hotel without Staff to run it? They are instruments whose tones and timbres affect the sound of the night's composition.

They are her, but they are also themselves, too. The reason they can individuate is to allow for new variations, new shapes and forms, a new angle to look from or new idea to explore. I realize this paragraph runs the risk of getting meta very very quickly but I don't know how else to explain my thoughts here. In-universe, the Hotel Herself made these constructs, but if they were all the same, they'd be only darkness!

It at once excites and frustrates her when their tensions come to a head. She tries to bond with the Manager and the two ABSOLUTELY DO NOT see eye to...eye...The Owner goes completely off the rails in his breakdown. Even the Lobby Boy sides with the Manager and is starting to show signs now of getting a backbone.

The Hotel takes on her own roles, then, in responding to them. Becomes at once the workplace and the workplace CEO who is so obscenely rich they are effectively disconnected from reality and consequently the people working at the company. She is the matriarch of the family, for all of the good and bad that entails in her dynamic with the Manager. [This is why I kinda took the punishment angle in the first post of this analysis series. I don't view it that way anymore, not fully, but I feel this is an important part of their relationship as it currently stands.]

Through it all, even then, the constant push and pull is part of the fun! The contradictions, the interplay of something and nothing...I feel like I'm starting to repeat myself. On the one hand, I feel like I have so, so much more to say that I didn't even scratch the surface of yet. On the other...I feel like I've said the same things three times over.

Fitting, sure. But I'll have to end this post at some point. I'm getting tired. My vision is blurring. And on the metaphorical side, something something turning into a pile of rotten flesh on the floor something something.

One last, laaaast thing for now: I've gone over the cycle, the endless loop, the endlessness, all that good stuff. But the Hotel Herself also has linearity of her own. She goes from an it, from the Powers That Be, distant and impossible to understand, to the Hotel Herself, present and full of verve and energy and personality. She revisits her origin, but from a perspective of herself in time in which she already understands everything.

She's always been here, and all that. I just find that really poignant and I wanted to get into it more but couldn't find alllll the words I wanted.

I'd love to keep writing more stuff like this, it's been an absolute blast for me. Reading the transcripts, listening to the episodes, getting my little snippets in the word doc and writing about them...I hope you've enjoyed reading my work just as much. Like I said at the top, it means a lot even if you just, like, skimmed through. Thank you so much for your time and have a good one :-)

[kyistell]

I uh..I did a thing...tee-hee?

Ignore that it has been several days since I first posted it and I'm only JUST doing this, that's not important!!!

[starlightlightning]

🎲

kiss roulette // ACCEPTING 15. Kiss along hips cw: suggestive. its hip kisses theres no real way to make it NOT suggestive i guess elesa's collecting rocket FWBs

They had a nice, casual thing. Friendly interactions, quiet stifled giggles over the absurdity of high society life and gossip while huddling close together in the corners of ballrooms and sharing tables at fine dining establishments. And then it escalated to sharing gossip and looks over less savory things.

Less civil or normal things.

He'd helped her get rid of a body, her first body, and while a normal person would have cut ties then and there, tried their damnedest to put that dark moment behind them, she stayed. One body became more. And the queasiness that had come with the first faded. It didn't fade fully, but it was no longer at the forefront of her mind. After that though, the conversations became a bit... different.

Subtle brushes of fingers against each other's backs or arms, as experimental as they were curious. Looks across the room, unexpected closeness. Two people gauging the other's reactions, testing the waters with subtly that had finally culminated in something bolder.

Now, there they were in her apartment, the smell of iron and gunpowder on their clothes and skin. The only light came through the blinds of her window, street lights orange ribbons across the bed and floor. They stood close, Archer bent over Elesa and Elesa with her head tilted back, eyes locked and bodies flush, posed like they'd frozen in the middle of an intimate dance.

Their breath mingled, lips so close they could touch if they dared to close that extra centimeter of space. Heat crawled up her spine as she curled her fingers at the base of his neck and leaned close as if to kiss him. There was a glint of amusement in his eye, as if he'd won some unspoken contest with her making the first move.

But their lips never touched. Elesa sunk down, looking up at him through her hair and long lashes, hands sliding down his chest and tugging at his shirt. His shirt came untucked, slender fingers pushing the fabric open and away deftly before coming to rest on his thighs.

Eye contact was never broken.

In the dim lighting, his eyes were too bright, and hers too dark.

Painted lips pressed to what she could see of his hip, eyes closing softly as if to savor the contact. The sting of a bite followed the kiss, soothed quickly by a swipe of her tongue and the kiss of cool breath.

Her lips followed the curve of his hip up, raising herself on her knees, her hands curling at his belt. It wasn't intended to be an act of worship, though it certainly looked the part. She attentively followed every dip and curve of his hip with her mouth as if following a roadmap, and every time her lips found a particularly tender bit of skin, she would leave a stinging bite in her wake. It was never hard enough to leave a mark though.

She didn't have to rush through any of it. She could take as long as she wanted to get to know him. It didn't even have to progress past that.

There was no need to rush tonight.

There was no audience to entertain, no crowd to please.

It was just them, that ribbon of streetlight, and a conversation of a different sort.

[kirexa]

I have soooo many p5 headcannons and twst is being dragged into them. Idia and Futaba have the same computer science class and they need a partner for a 'pair programming' exercise but neither of them pair up with anyone so they just get stuck with each other. It's awkward and neither of them try to talk to the other but they actually work really well together. What I'm trying to say is god knows they wouldnt interact with one another without outside help but they would be best friends I swear. If the universe forced them to interact, anyways.

[stargazerdali]

vent post, read it if you want I guess but I am not very nice to myself

at the end of my mf rope rn and I gotta get it out. I have fucked up, in either large or small ways, every single thing I have done in the past month. Literally every single thing. We do not want to do things anymore because we haven't successfully done a thing since like. Mid June.

It would be one thing if it was like. New stuff. I can mostly handle being bad at something I've never done before. But we are fucking up at shit we do literally all the time.

I am One (1) more mistake from turning into the local wailing banshee in the woods.

[sebmindbreak]

Can I request for yandere azuretime where reader was in a relationship with both Two Time and Azure? But reader didn't know that Two Time sacrificed Azure and thinks that their other partner got murdered by someone else. But Azure has gotten chosen as a killer in a round and obviously resents Two Time. Azure wants reader to be with them but Two Time obviously won't allow that

HEHEHEE <33!

I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

i did my best so i hope you like it!

LIKE ALWAYS LET ME KNOW IF THERES ANY ERRORS!

I FINISHED MY REQUESTS YIPPEPEPPEEEE!! >u<

TITLE : lying speaks

The round had barely begun.

The sound of the siren blared through the air like a shriek from something ancient and angry. Your heart raced, but not from the chase. No, it was something worse. Much worse.

You stood frozen in the middle of the map, watching from between rustling leaves as a familiar figure stepped through the fog.

Azure.

It couldn’t be. It shouldn’t be. You had mourned them. Two Time had told you the truth that Azure had been found dead in the field of flowers , they remenbered... Murdered. Gone.

And yet there they were. Alive. Breathing. A killer now.

Their familiar eyes met yours instantly, as if drawn by fate. Their expression was unreadable, but their posture was tense. Calculated. Cold.

They didn’t say anything at first, just walked towards you with deliberate slowness. When they finally did speak, their voice was brittle with rage barely concealed beneath a lover’s softness.

"...You’re still with them? Even now?"

You didn’t respond. Couldn’t. Your mouth was dry, heart pounding. The question wasn’t even meant to be answered not by you.

Behind you, a rustle. The warmth of a hand on your shoulder.

Two Time.

They stepped out from behind you like a shadow peeled from your skin, a soft smile painted across their face. But it didn’t reach their eyes.

"Of course they are. They don’t need to go back to something… dead."

Azure’s stare sharpened. Their fingers twitched around the handle of their blade.

"You killed me. You lied to them. You took everything from me."

Two Time tilted their head slightly, keeping their grip firm on your shoulder.

"I gave you to the Spawn. A sacrifice. A necessary one. For all of us. You should be grateful. You're still alive, aren't you?"

Azure laughed, but it was dry. Broken.

"Alive? You mean cursed. I clawed my way back for them. Not you. Never you."

Two Time stepped forward now, placing themself subtly between you and Azure, their posture relaxed but possessive.

"They’ve moved on. With me. They don’t need your bitterness poisoning them."

"You don’t get to decide what they need." Azure’s voice cracked into a snarl. "You made a choice, and now I’m making mine."

Two Time chuckled darkly.

"Oh, we’re making choices now? Funny, because I already chose them. And guess what? They chose me back."

Azure’s breath hitched, but their anger swelled in its place.

"They thought I was dead. You never gave them a choice. You poisoned their mind the moment I disappeared."

Two Time raised a finger.

"Correction: I purified their soul. Something you were never capable of."

"You’re insane."

"And you’re just jealous."

They both turned to you now, faces stark contrasts. Azure’s grief, raw and pained; Two Time’s zeal, bright and suffocating.

Neither would back down.

The air around you tightened as both stepped closer.

"Come with me," Azure whispered, holding out their hand. "Let me show you what you were robbed of."

"Stay with me," Two Time murmured, their other hand circling your waist possessively. "We can forget all of this. We can be reborn again."

You stood between fire and devotion, between betrayal and madness.

I HOPE YOU ENJOY!

I LOVE AZURETIME <3

[memser]

mcr blogger dash in 2025

🪳 buggerard

still so much debate about sexualizing gerards moans in Self-Flagellant but no ones talking about why in that muffled intro mikey is asked to leave the studio??

#im telling you something happened #frerard solos dni

🌫️ coquettegee Follow

yes in the new doc lindsey had any pronouns on her intro card but so did gerard. i think they just used his as a template and its some sort of error

🔁 singleangelicnote

all your posts are still using he/him for gerard and this sounds terribly gendercrit get help op

🔁 coquettegee

i see him as more of a femboy type and i have since dd, don't try to police me

🔁 kondemnedkadaver

???

#CAN WE KILL THIS GUY

🐕 omgee

ROSY HAS A SISTER!!!!!!!!

#WORLD PEACE

🎙️amptits

"november 22nd of 2024 right before the teaser dropped" uh oh guys

Anonymous asked

when will you people address the themes of necrophilia in the limited vinyl comic

🪨 fyeahfoundationsofdecay

sorry i didnt have 200 dollars and i dont care

#the larger mcr conscious has forgotten he jerked it to horror movies

🌄 infectionpiece

a bralette and the comfort flannel

#i hauve

🧘 clergy-xxx

I have some. bad news. Frank did not

yt.be/78hskUi83Hn2nb67mdns00

🤹‍♀️ cryptclown

10 MINUTE AD WALL FOR THAT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WHAT I THOUGHT PEOPLE WERE JUST JOKING. OR INSANE

✴️ grifties Follow

selling ltd edition frank iero binder!! it still has the skeleton decals and it still glows in most low light. from the first run with that chemical they had to recall so probably don't wear it without a shirt on top or if you don't have insurance lol. 30 bucks just dm me.

🧘crypt-xxx

i respect the hustle BUT WE HAVE STOP RESELLING THE BIOHAZARD MERCH

🦕 toro-saurus

October 25th 2022

RAY😍😍😍😍 RAY TORO🤗🤗🤗🤯🤯🤯🤯RAAYYYYYY

🔁 toro-saurus

omg my old post i was so correct

#meeee when the new single dropped #how does he find the time truly

🤺 singleangelicnote

Guys since why does that new pope follow Gerard's private account on Globeus theres only like 80 people on there she HAS to know

#THE GAY POPE???

🪳 buggerard

dude i lost my implant magnet 🥲 im using my old touchscreen to post on here

#gawd im having swarm tour livestream flashbacks

🧘 clergy-xxx

I actually went to a few shows during danger days and mikey would often just turn around during the destroya incidents. theres video on youtube if you can get past the ad walls

🤹‍♀️ cryptclown

oh okay super awesome!!! so mikey leaving during antics isnt new. did frank leave too?

🪨 fyeahfoundationsofdecay

does anyone remember when the heavn photos came out. i had a job then and i saw them literally a year later

🔁 buggerard

november 22nd of 2024 right before the teaser dropped

#wild night to be online tbh

🌬️ mesmer

i got concussed what happened sunday

🔁 mesmer

THEY DID WHAT

[nats-revival]

nsfw ! — thinking about ex!ellie with a marking kink. she just couldnt help herself when you ended up back at her place. and obviously youve been with other people since her, but she fucking hated the thought, loathed it even. shes fucking you so good (the both of you knew this but youd never tell her this), her strap hitting your g-spot has your eyes rolling.

ellie wouldve been holding you close while sinking her teeth into any part of your body she could. your neck, your shoulders, your collarbone. it feels like shes all over you all at once. shes grunting softly while shes listening to those oh so pretty noises she enjoys so much. she sinks her teeth into your skin one more time for good measure while you’re on the brink of your orgasm. it was hard enough to draw blood, and she laps it up with no problem. while you’re cumming for her, she smiles, but it wasnt a content one.

she admires her work for a second, running her hand across the marks while you were catching your breath. “i wonder how long itll take before you come running back to me again after saying youre ’done with me’.” she jeers, making you roll your eyes.

aestras notes: i will not be elaborating on this until further notice. 😇 i didnt proofread this too much so please dont kill me if theres grammatical errors. 💔💔 writing to you while i am also not wearing my effing glasses!!!!! i hope it was good at least tho xx. rbs/comments r appreciated cause im def chronically online and will respond in like thirty seconds!! 😜

[alastorssimp]

A Real Man Knows

I dont know who the picture belongs to.. i had it saved on my phone for a while.. but credit to them!!

This is my first story I've posted.. its loosely based off of a fantasy I had with one of my old apartment neighbors when I was like 17.. (and at the time I didn't know he was in his mid 30s.. he looked younger)

Words: 1.2k

Warnings: 18+ smut minors don't read!! Slight dom eddie, older next door neighbor, slight teasing.. no use of y/n (i don't think I typed a name.. i might have.. i quickly read through it.. so if you see a name let me know and I'll change it) also sorry if theres any spelling errors!! Slight choking, mid 30s Eddie, early 20s reader..

Please let me know how it is!!! 😘🥰

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Minors DNI~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Eddie Munson wiped the grease off his hands with an old, stained rag, his fingers still rough and stained with oil. The sun was low, casting an orange glow over the neighborhood, and the cool evening air had a slight chill. He was just about to close up his garage when he saw it—a sleek, shiny blue car pulling into the driveway next door.

Your driveway.

His jaw clenched, and his grip on the rag tightened as he watched you step out, laughing at something the guy behind the wheel said. The guy couldn’t have been older than his early twenties—your age. Clean-cut, perfectly styled hair, one of those pretty-boy types with a blinding smile.

Eddie’s teeth ground together as he watched you lean down to say something through the open car window, and the guy leaned over, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek. You laughed again, though there was something a little forced about it.

Pretty boy stayed over for barely ten minutes, his car purring away as he drove off, that stupid smug smirk on his face burned into Eddie’s brain.

Eddie tossed the rag aside, his boots thudding heavily against the pavement as he walked over to your house. He didn’t bother knocking—just pushed the door open, finding you in the living room, pacing with your arms crossed.

“Rough date?” he drawled, trying to keep his voice casual, but there was a bitter edge to it.

Your head snapped up, surprise and a hint of embarrassment flashing in your eyes. “Eddie? What are you—”

“Noticed Prince Charming didn’t stay long,” he cut in, leaning against the doorway, arms crossed over his broad chest. “Guessing he wasn’t all he was cracked up to be, huh?”

You bit your lip, looking away, and that was all the answer he needed. The frustration simmering beneath his cool demeanor turned into something darker, something possessive.

“Oh, I see…” He stepped closer, his rough boots heavy on your polished floor. “Let me guess…all sweet talk and flashy smiles until he actually had to do something, right? Blew his load faster than he got here?”

You huffed, a faint blush coloring your cheeks. “Eddie, stop—”

“Why?” He was right in front of you now, his tall frame looming over yours. His fingers reached out, catching your chin and making you look at him. “Because you don’t wanna admit that you wasted your time on some little punk who doesn’t know how to touch you?”

“Eddie…” Your voice was barely a whisper, your bravado crumbling under his intense gaze.

“You know what the problem is, sweetheart?” His thumb traced over your lower lip, his dark eyes burning into yours. “You keep trying to play games with boys…when you’ve got a man next door who knows exactly how to take care of you.”

Your lips parted, a tiny, breathless gasp escaping, and that was all it took for him to snap. His mouth crashed against yours, all the jealousy and frustration pouring out in a bruising, possessive kiss. His hand tangled in your hair, his other arm wrapping around your waist, pulling you flush against him.

When he finally pulled back, his lips were barely an inch from yours, his breath hot against your mouth. “Gonna show you what you’ve been missing, sweetheart.”

He didn’t wait for an answer. His hands gripped your thighs, easily lifting you, and your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as he carried you toward your bedroom. He kicked the door open with a rough shove, dropping you onto the bed, and his dark gaze swept over you—hungry, possessive, like a wolf stalking its prey.

“Strip,” he ordered, his voice a low, dangerous growl. When you hesitated, his brow arched. “Don’t make me repeat myself, princess.”

Your fingers fumbled with your clothes, your heart pounding as you stripped out of your shirt, your skirt, then your underwear. He watched, his arms crossing over his chest, his dark eyes drinking in every inch of exposed skin.

“That’s better.” He stepped forward, his calloused fingers gripping your thighs, spreading them wide. His mouth crashed against yours again, rough and demanding, his teeth nipping at your lower lip before he moved down, his lips trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your jaw, down your neck.

“Did he even bother touching you?” Eddie’s voice was a growl against your throat, his teeth grazing your skin. “Or was he too busy worrying about himself?”

“Didn’t…didn’t even try…” you whispered, a hint of bitterness in your voice.

“Pathetic.” His hands gripped your thighs tighter, his lips moving lower, sucking a mark just below your collarbone. “Gonna make sure you forget his name by the time I’m done with you.”

His mouth found your breast, his tongue swirling over your nipple, making you gasp and arch beneath him. One of his hands slipped between your thighs, his thick fingers dragging through your already slick folds. He laughed darkly.

“Already soaked for me? Guess it doesn’t take much to get you worked up when you’re with a real man.”

“Eddie, please…” you whimpered, your fingers tangling in his wild curls, trying to pull him closer.

“Please, what?” His fingers teased you, barely pressing in, just enough to drive you crazy. “Gonna have to be a little more specific, sweetheart.”

“Need you,” you gasped, your hips bucking against his touch, but he kept you pinned down easily. “Need you to fuck me—please!”

“There it is…” He smirked, pulling back just long enough to shrug off his jacket and yank his shirt over his head, revealing the solid, inked muscles of his chest. His jeans and boxers followed, his thick cock springing free, already hard and leaking.

He didn’t bother with any more teasing—he didn’t need to. He lined himself up, one hand gripping your thigh while the other guided his cock, the thick head pressing against your entrance.

“Gonna show you what it’s like to be properly fucked,” he growled, his voice rough, and with a sharp thrust, he buried himself inside you, a strangled moan ripping from your throat.

He didn’t hold back, his hips slamming against yours, his cock stretching you, filling you perfectly. His hand moved to your throat, a gentle pressure just enough to make you gasp, his dark eyes blazing down at you.

“Bet he didn’t even get you close, did he?” Eddie’s voice was low, his thumb brushing over your pulse. “Didn’t even try to make you scream his name.”

“N-No—” you gasped, your fingers digging into his shoulders.

“But you’re gonna scream for me, aren’t you?” His pace quickened, his rough thrusts driving you higher, each one dragging a desperate moan from your lips. “Gonna show you exactly who you belong to.”

“Ohh fuck.. you Eddie!” you wailed, your body clenching around him, the pleasure building so fast it was almost overwhelming.

“That’s it—let him hear you,” he grunted, his hips slamming against you. “Let him hear you getting fucked right.”

His words pushed you over the edge, your body tensing as your orgasm crashed over you, a scream tearing from your lips. Eddie followed a moment later, his grip tightening as he buried himself deep, his hot release filling you.

He stayed there for a moment, his forehead resting against yours, his breath ragged. But then, he leaned in, his lips brushing yours, soft now. “Don’t waste your time with boys, sweetheart… You know who you belong to.”

And you did

[angelic-iam]

Stroke Of Luck Chapter One

Warnings: Profanity, angst, adult themes and conversations, hints at infertility, infidelity, death , light violence

A/N: Please excuse any grammatical errors I tried to go through it as best I could .second bear with me if its not up to reading standard im trying to jump back into my writing bag and this will be my first story I've actually released so I might be a bit rusty lol but please enjoy

Word count: 4273

Series Master List

I sat on the front porch of my family home trying to hold it together as I watched my father put the last of jordans bags into the car .Today was the day I had been dreading the most my older brother Jordan was going away again on deployment .He had told us months ago about his decision to reenlist and I had been preparing myself for his departure hoping it would put me at ease. It didn't. My brother is one of my best friends and to see him leave was going to leave me with a void. Even through my dismay however I was proud of him even if in this moment my emotions didn't allow for me to show it.It didn't take long before the empty space beside me was filled with a familiar face. I turned to see Jordan, his face filled with sadness. Respecting the space I was in he allowed for us to sit in silence a moment before deciding to break it. “you okay?” he asked concern laced in his voice. I shook my head “not really," I replied softly, trying to avoid eye contact knowing I would cry. He sighed pulling me into his side as the tears began to prick my eyes.” I promise this time will fly by so fast you won't even realize” he said kissing my forehead .”No jo I will notice it will not be the same without you. who else will keep me sane dealing with ma and jade you're the only thing holding us together “ I croaked “ Theres always facetime if that doesn't work then we write, and if that don't work I'll send a pigeon” he joked Not being able to it in hold in a laughed spilled from my lips Jordan joining in seconds later “Jo it's time to hit the road” our fathers voiced called out .Jordan nodded his head signaling for my dad to give him a moment. Jordan stood pulling me up with him into a hug me, nuzzling my face into his chest feeling the water works starting back up. “I love you so much josie” he said wiping a stray tear that slipped free “I love you more jo” I said turning him loose. “Oh, and sis do me one last favor” he said walking down the porch steps “name it” I called out “smile no more tears”. I cracked a small smile as he turned making his way to the car climbing in leaving me in a broken mess as I watch my dad's chevy Tahoe disappear down the road.

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In the same spot I stood five years later staring down the same dirt road my brother wouldn't have the opportunity of returning to. He was gone. Jordan was sent in on a rescue mission to save a fellow marine of his platoon, ironic in the end he ended up being the one needing saving. Shit went south and my brother was shot and killed in the line of fire. I was angry feeling as if the universe had slighted me robbing me of being able to share future moments with my brother. Him cheering me on when as I walked

the stage after completing nursing school, being a bridesmaid in his and his fiancé Arielle's wedding, holidays, birthdays. Gone. The only presence of him now in this moment was his framed picture that stood in the front of our family home for the repass. Not wanting to continue allowing myself to drown further in my grief I turned walking up the steps primary focus locating one of two people Arielle or my cousin India . It didn't take long to find ari talking with one of my aunts. Arielle was short in stature compared to most with smooth golden-brown skin that seemed to glow as the warm rays peaked through the window and a fit physique that would put Tyra banks to shame. No doubt courtesy of her personal trainer profession. Her round face framed with voluptuous curls. It was amazing to see her strength. Throughout her struggle a dimpled smile still adorned her face one that caused her Chinky eyes to disappear as she laughed. Noticing me walking over she politely closed out her conversation with my aunt walking to meet me. “Where did you disappear to “she quizzed giving me a slight nudge “ I needed some fresh air the condolences and sorry for your losses were becoming overwhelming” I huffed "Trust, I get it I have to many people asking me what i'm going to do with me and our son” she stated shifting uncomfortably. My heart ached for her. I couldn't imagine how it is to become a widow, single parent, and having to break the news to kaizen.

“for whatever your move or decision is you're not alone. You got me forever and so does nugget “I Said with half smile. She giggled at the nickname I assigned kaizen at birth. We glanced over watching the mini version of Jordan running around the house with the other kids.” I almost forgot your dad wanted to see us in the kitchen” she stated switching the topic. I nodded as we made our way to the cramped kitchen pushing past multiple bodies. My dad stood looking down at my mother with admiration as they talked among themselves “Hey daddy “I greeted walking over as he pulled me into a hug “Hey baby come sit your sister should be here in a moment” he said ushering me and ari to sit. I scrunched up my face at the mention of my sister. Jade and I had an exceedingly tenuous relationship. Jade was the youngest out of the three of us and was the golden child spoiled completely rotten. In my parents' eyes she could do no wrong and treated her as such. It didn't help that my mother drove the wedge and distaste for one another deeper pitting me and my sister against each other in a warped ass competition. Who is better than the other. My mother secretly rooted for jade while my dad on the other hands liked to play devil's advocate. Jordan was the only one who called them out holding everyone ,including myself accountable. The final nail in the coffin was catching Jade and my then boyfriend of two years Darien in bed together not to mention she continues to see him. To say I was hurt and angry was an understatement and as my family (aside from Jordan) tends to do they brushed it under the rug. As if her ears were burning jade stalks in turning her nose up at the sight of me. Feeling myself become anxious and agitated I decided to jump start the conversation “everything okay you wanted to speak with us” I question. Dad sighed grabbing a stack of papers from the counter sitting down placing them in the middle of the table. “We are going to start sorting out your brother estate and assets “Now” I asked in disbelief “Yes per your mother request”. Still not understanding the urgency I pressed further “Why so soon?” I said.” I have something important to take care of so I asked mom and dad to move it up” jade answered nonchalantly “what could possibly be so important that were doing this the day of our brothers funeral “I gritted out finding myself becoming angry. Sensing this Arielle reached over taking my hand in hers giving it a light squeeze “I have a trip I'll be going on we didn't want to move the dates” jade shrugged.” A DAMN TRIP!! WERE GRIEVING AND YOU HAVE NO CONCERN OR REGARD FOR ME OR FOR ARRIELLE. MY BROTHER ISNT EVEN IN THE GROUND GOOD AND YOU’RE WORRIED ABOUT A TRIP AND IF WE CALL IT LIKE IT IS YOU’RE WONDERING WHAT YOU CAN GET YOUR HANDS ON FUCKING SELF-” 

“JOSELYNN TAYLOR, YOU MIND YOUR MOUTH IN MY HOME I DIDNT RAISE YOU TO BE DISRESPECTFUL AND WE AREN'T GOING TO START NOW “My mom interrupted slamming her hand down on the table. “Dad” I turned to him secretly pleading for him to jump to my defense but as always nothing.” Josie, I get that you’re upset I do but let's just rip the band aid off and get this over with” he said pulling his reading glasses on his face. Meanwhile jade's face held a victorious smirk, and I wanted nothing more than to put it through some dry wall “The lawyers drew up the paperwork dividing the assets based on Jordan's will. He had a one hundred fifty-thousand-dollar life insurance policy that will be divided fourways between his parents, two sisters and fiancé Arrielle. His dodge challenger he left to his sister Jade Taylor while rest the remaining vehicles will go to his fiancé Arrielle Rodriguez” From the side of my eye I could see jade smiling. “As for his properties he leaves the townhome located in California 9870 Blancas Blvd. in Anaheim to Arrielle and lastly, the ranch house located at 1600 rose ridge rd here in Dallas Texas as well as the 8 acres surrounding it” My dad paused taking a moment to catch his breath as my sister sat up in her chair ready “ will be left to his sister Joselynn Taylor” he finished laying the paper on the table. Jade scoffed snatching up the paper reading it not believing what she's heard. I sat in shock looking over at Arrielle who nodded confirming it for me.

“ Me and Jordan decided to create a backup plan in case of a worst-case scenario. Never thought id actually have to execute it. We thought it'd be best if I moved back to Cali to be closer to my parents and family for support, the house is way too much for me and kaizen by ourselves and besides it would be a painful reminder to our son “she stated fighting tears. “He thought you were the most deserving seeing as your in school and jade has support from your parents figured it would be the best for you” ari said. "But that's not fair I got plenty of cars that's nothing can't you do something” Jade complained her turn now to plead with our parents. My mother diverted her attention now to me “Josie can't you switch it's not like you need it. You’re single, no kids unlike your sister who's been in a three-year relationship with Darien and expecting “she tried to reason while sneakily throwing jabs at me. I let my eyes dance between my parents and jade reading their body language. It was true. "You -your pregnant” I stuttered as a began to internally crack “Yes it was confirmed yesterday at the doctors. Four weeks along I think Darien is more excited than me” jade beamed getting a kick at seeing me squirm at the news “you know I could refer you to our doctor he could possibly help with that sour ass womb of yours” she bragged tossing her hair over her shoulder. I could feel my throat begin to close up as tears were now flowing down my face “Jade that's messed up and out of pocket l what is that to say to someone? You just be lucky your ungrateful behind received anything your words are uncalled for” Arrielle jumped in taking to my defense “thanks Arri for taking up for me, dad I can't do this I gotta go” I stood abruptly pushing myself away from the table storming out of the house hoping into my car speeding off.

I drove with no destination until my crying turned into dry heaving processing the news. Not only did I have to take my sister snatching my relationship with Darien from under me but now I have the pleasure to watch them start a family one that should've been mine. A shitty way to rub salt in the wound. Ten minutes passed by before the sound of coco jones ICU blared through the car's speaker. Taking a quick glance at the car screen. I see my favorite cousin India name displaying. I may not have had a sister relationship with Jade, but I did find one with India. If I wasn't with Jordan I was with her. Three musketeers. I tapped answer “hey India wassup” I asked trying to mask the fact I was just crying “Honey I should be asking you that seeing the way you just ran out of here what happened”. I sighed “It's a long story “I stated “ wanna talk about it over some drinks at dukes “she offered ‘ooh please link with you at 8” I replied “see you then” she agreed

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I tossed back my second shot of tequila squeezing my eyes closed as the clear liquid burned my chest India taking the chance to laugh at my facial expressions. “Thats no ordinary liquor “ I coughed “ Yeah but your ass needs it , now do you want to tell me what happened back at uncle Melvins” she said getting straight to business “ Where to start let's see that bitch jades greedy ass talked to my mom to convince her to push up sorting out Jordans affairs disregarding the fact were hurting, the only good and surprising thing was Jordan left a house to me but of course jade with help from my mom couldn't let that slide nooo they had to degrade me and spring on me that jades pregnant by Darien, Jade finished with saying she can refer me to her doc for my quote sour womb” I rambled with air quotes causing India to spit out her drink “ I know you fucking lying” she blurted “I Wish I was “ I chuckled darkly signaling the bartender for another round “so are we dragging her now or later” she asked in all seriousness “ we can't she's pregnant” I retorted “ AND her face aint her lip would have been swole before she could leave the house” India shook her head completely dumbfounded “I'm honestly in a space of being mentally exhausted it feels like I've had the worst luck of the draw. I can't seem to maintain anything good “I said “Josie Girl, I love you but were gonna gone head and shut your self pity party down. Sure you're going through some shit right now but it's not the end of the world. Your smart as hell ,On your way to becoming a nurse, fine as hell with a fat ass” she joked giving my behind a poke causing me to laugh “besides there's nothing you've lost that can't be regained Darien left but he aint the only man left in the world. You just got to find the right one for you one that slangs the meat” she said gyrating “oh my god dee must you do that in public and why so loud” I said covering my face in embarrassment “ I don't care you need some but first you have to stop running them away” she teased. ”it's not my fault they can't handle me “I shrugged leaning against the bar. She wouldn't call it running them off more so like weeding out the bad. Joselynn was tough overall to crack. Her hard exterior was difficult to get through. She was already to some degree antisocial so to get a conversation from her was a blessing. Even then you had to be engaging enough to hold her attention both in and out of the bedroom as she got bored easily. She wasn't one to just settle for anything as the slightest misstep/red flag and you were gone. Joselynn knew part of it was due to Darien.” you need to come with a sign that says you bite” She teased tooting her lips up at me as I shoved her slightly laughing. Before I respond Tamia’s Can't Get Enough came over the bar's speaker causing hoops and yells to erupt. Instinctively me and India made our way over to where the line dance started joining in. I was grateful for the distraction India provided and the peace she managed to bring. We continued throughout the night to dance to a few more songs take a few more drinks to the head before deciding to call it a night. Stumbling into the house I kicked my shoes off at the door making my way to my bedroom struggling to find the light. I went to take a seat on my bed seeing both a letter and a manilla envelope. The envelope from my dad the letter from Jordan. My hands trembled slightly gripping the letter not wanting to pull myself back into a state of hurt. I sat the letter to the side grabbing the envelope ripping it open out tumbling out a set of keys, inside the deed to the house and a small note from my father  

Josie i'm sorry for earlier on behalf of your mother and sister inside is the deed for the house the keys as well as the address I love you always pops 

Part of me was still angry but I had a soft spot for my dad and he knew that. Officially tired I sat the paperwork on the side table stripping my clothes and turning off the light, deciding to shower in the morning. It wasn't long till sleep overtook me.

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A month had passed since the day of the funeral and I had tried to bury the emotions of Jordan being gone so much that I buried myself in other things to keep my mind occupied. Working at the hospital being a CNA provided some distraction and what my job didn’t cover in the distraction field schooling took care of the rest. In its own way they also provided me an excuse and shielding from my unrelenting mother who still made it her business to call pestering me to rethink my decision about the home. I won’t. It was one thing I had power over, and I wouldn't relinquish it so easily. For the first two weeks of his passing I went back and forth on whether or not I would actually move into the home not feeling quite right about it but after starting to feel like things were becoming stagnant decided it was best to move. I slowly drove up the light graveled path mouth dropping at the sight of the house that sat nestled at the end of the dirt road. It was a stunning two-story ranch style house with a wraparound porch. Coming into a stop I tossed the boxed moving truck into park hopping down to get a better look at the home “this is gorgeous “India stated walking up after parking her car. “I agree can't believe he left this for me” I marveled taking it all in “well believe it toots now let's gawk at it from the inside we got work to do” she declared holding her hand out for the truck keys. Dropping them into her hands she went to grab the first box as I went to open the door. The interior was just as beautiful as the exterior. The multicolored stone walls paired well with the mahogany hardwood floors and high ceilings. The set up with the furniture accented well no doubt due to Arrielle's careful selection when they were here.” Girl this is neeiceeee it don't smell like roaches in here or nothing "India shouted carrying in one of the boxes “You don't have the sense you were born with” I chuckled at her reference to girls trip “you ready to get this over with”. She groaned knowing just like me how long of a process unpacking was going to be. Without another moment of hesitation we jumped in getting started.

After what felt like years later I folded the last of my clothes, placing them away as India flopped on my bed groaning. “ I hate your don't need a man for shit mentality that was horrible” she grumbled “ It wasn't that bad” I giggled plopping down beside her “ Like hell it wasn't my ass is going to be hurting for days” she countered “I'll make it up to you I promise” I teased pinching her cheek “ yes you will tonight I want dinner fried chicken, mac the works” she responded smacking my hand away sitting up on her elbows “ Your joking” I asked not knowing if she was serious or not “nope I'm serious”. “Dee I don't feel like it” I whined “tough shit” she said not wavering. She was just as stubborn as I was.” Fine but you're getting the groceries” I huffed out relenting. “Cool with me I'm gonna go home shower then i'll swing back”. She jumped up grabbing her keys walking out. Taking this as an opportunity I grabbed a t-shirt and underwear from my drawer walking into the large master bathroom. I turned on the shower allowing the warm water to run relaxing my tense muscles strained by the lifting. After I finished I got dressed walking back in the room looking for my phone realizing I must have left it downstairs. Making my way to the stairs I could see the light from the living room reflecting on the wall. I figured India may have left it on that was until it flicked off. I froze on the top stair as my mind began to race, trying to rationalize what I saw. Maybe it was India. No, she wouldn't be back that quick. Maybe it was a blown fuse but a scared part of me didn't want to chance it. Tip toeing back upstairs I looked for something to use as a weapon eyes landing on the hammer I had used earlier to hang photos. Clutching it tight I slowly crepted downstairs the only noise was the sound of my heart thumping in my ears. Rounding the corner I froze seeing a figure standing a few feet away in the doorway the moonlight highlighted their 5’8 figure while providing shade from their face. Fear momentarily fueling me I got ready to charge forward when someone grabbed hold of my wrist twisting it causing my grip on the hammer to loosen eventually dropping it. Not having time to process what was happening I was grabbed and flipped on my back pinned down by the larger party. Still I struggled against the intruder managing to momentarily free my arm. I drew my arm back throwing blows anywhere they would land this didn't do anything but piss the person of as I was lifted slightly from the floor and slammed back down causing me to yelp in pain. Panic set in flooding through my nervous system. “TERRY WAIT SHIT I THINK THAT'S A WOMAN” a voice cut through from the other side. The lights flicked on seconds later giving me the chance now to get a look at the intruders. The one by the door stubbled faced held panic as he too assessed our current situation. Remembering the heavy weight at my midsection my eyes shot to the one who had me pinned. My breath hitched in my throat.

His honey kissed face glared back down at me while his plump lips twisted up in a snarl. His chiseled arms flexed as he kept me held in place but the most defining thing however. His eyes. A beautiful pool of blue gray encircling hints of hazel and green something similar to a painter who accidentally had his watercolor paints blending together into a perfect mess. “If I let you go do you promise to not do anything stupid” his baritone voice questioned snapping me from my awkward eye raping. I nodded in response. He stood pulling me effortlessly up with him. “Who are you and what are you doing in my house?” I asked finding my voice coming back as I rubbed my now sore shoulder. “I'm Mike that's terry" the one from the doorway answered “sorry if we scared you” he said sheepishly. “Scared is an understatement and that still doesn't answer why you're here or why I shouldn't be calling the cops for breaking and entering and assault” I fussed through gritted teeth. Still not saying much since turning me loose the one name terry walked past me grabbing something from his bag on the floor walking back over to me handing me a piece of paper. Jordans handwriting.

Hey T if you're receiving this letter it's because I'm dead. It's funny thinking on it seeing as the squad always joked calling me mister invincible but yet here I am gone. I thank you for always being there for me since meeting you you've always been like a brother to me rather than a fellow marine in arms. Given our prior conversation about your situation, I wanted to do one thing for you. I offer you T a place of solitude if you ever need to get away the address is listed below keys are hidden in the porch light fixture. Continue to be great .. I love ya man  

                                                          Jordan signing out for the last time 

I looked up at him handing the letter back to him. "You knew my brother” I said feeling the wave of his death rushing back again. I watched as his face widened in realization of who I was. “Yes we served together. I apologize for roughing you up I didn't realize you were Jordans sister. I thought you might have been someone that had broken in”. I nodded understanding. “it's fine I thought the same” I said calming down. “Look we don't want to crowd your space and sorry for the intrusion. I didn't think anyone would be here. Your brother as you can see failed to mention you moving in we will leave” Terry said signaling for mike to grab their bags. I sighed looking towards the ceiling having an internal battle with myself and before I could stop myself the words flew from my mouth “You can stay”

[lacucarachapisser]

invisible string colin zabel x gn! reader

a/n : had this idea long long ago and finally had time to finish it and thankyou @doll3tt33 your invisible string colin! bot still one of my fav. say i have no idea how forensic and police work i just thought this makes sense so lol just ignore it lmao. this is purely fluff and awkward uninteresting whatever only use y/n for once also apologies if theres any grammatical errors english isnt my first. sorry. i love colin zabel. 1.3k wc.

every time you cope with all the paperwork, your mind is filled with various worries. well, it's nothing new for you because as always, you just want everything to be easier, though it'll almost occupying your mind all week. this is the moment you realize that one of the papers your team is trying to identify is missing. or maybe it's misplaced? how many times have you flipped through that document?

you let out a deep sigh, hoping to relax your mind a bit. if it's really gone, the only option is to ask for a copy of the document that detective colin zabel brought this morning. you don't even know who he is. just a name in a card. maybe you'll send him an e-mail or just go right to the station? It's not a big deal, really, it's just that you want your document to be nice and neat.

the clock ticking sounds too damn loud— it's too late to continue. there's no reason to stay any longer, so you decide to go home. you shut down your computer and lock the lab door. the night is cold and the fog melt obsecured the figure behind every window, though your throat feels so hot and dry. as you walk down the stairs, there are still a few people lingering in the building, and you find yourself standing in front of the vending machine.

colin is busy with his phone whilst sipping a can of dr. pepper. he glances at you as you stand there for a while. eventually, your eyes meet with his.

stranger. no smile or anything.

colin returns his focus to his phone, and you realize you've been holding a can of dr. pepper.

a few days later, you decide to visit a coffee shop that just had its grand opening. it feels good and sipping a cup of coffee makes you sober, and as sober mean a horrible thought accured to you. shitty missing document. there’s still no reply from detective colin zabel to your e-mail. it's unbelievable how a nice coffee only exists to be sabotaged by a small trouble on your thought.

and there he is. a man at the vending machine. you discreetly glance at him while he holds his coffee and seems to recognize you as well. no smile, he just leaves without saying a word.

do you believe in fate? now you do cause you accidentally run into him, again, while you do your grocery. this time, your eyes meet for almost five seconds until you decide to smile at him. he returns your smile and then continues walking.

is that it? you wish you could just bump your cart into him and say hi.

a few weeks later, you finally meet him again under a better circumstances— at emily’s wedding— your friend’s wedding.

“may i?” that’s the first time you hear his voice, friendly and gentle, he aims the chair beside you. you turn to him and see him smiling with dimples on his cheeks. gosh he’s beautiful.

“sure,” you take a deep breath and began to adjust your sit for no reason. fuck. you know that you're gonna make this awkward.

“you here for emily?” he asks, sitting comfortably with his legs crossed.

“yeah,” you nod. “how do you know?” you furrow your brow with suspicious look while he just shrugs and smiles.

“i just guessed. i saw you talking to her a lot.”

“a lot, huh.” you both laugh. sure, you talked to emily a lot, or was he just watching you a lot? “what about you?”

“i’m here for brad,” ah... the groom’s friend. “a colleague.”

that reminds you of your conversation with brad, where you asked about detective colin zabel, who hadn’t responded to your e-mail. but brad just said the detective was busy. maybe you could ask this man.

“oh, so.... you’re a cop?” you nod, confirming your assumption.

“something like that, yeah,” he scratches the back of his neck, which you’re a hundred percent sure doesn’t itch. this was fair enough. now it makes you less worried you might ruined it because you too damn awkward.

“cool. and i’ve seen you… a few times before.”

“yeah,” he chuckles, “we’ve bumped into each other.... a few times.”

there’s a brief moment of silence, with neither of you saying a word. only the sound of breathing and the slow music revolves around. so, you decide to open the conversation again.

“do you know detective colin zabel?” you ask, turning your head to him. colin's heart skips a beat when you mention his name, and he looks at you with a silly grin.

“yeah... yes, i do. what about it?”

“oh nothing," you keep your eyes to your feet before you continue. "it’s just that i sent him an e-mail a few weeks ago." here you go, sort of like an easy shortcut to just blabbering about your work to stranger. a bad habit. "well, i don’t know him but i work at the forensic lab and i was sorting through some documents. it seems like one got misplaced in the copy i sent to him. brad said he’s always busy.”

“oh…” colin's face suddenly turns red, and he vaguely remembers the document.

“is he always that busy?” you ask.

“….yeah, always. uh yeah… not really,” colin responds shortly.

“it’s been weeks, and i’ve e-mailed him three times with no reply. i dont know, it shouldn't be hard to be a little..... cooperative?" the last word came out like whisper yet playful and your words made colin laugh a bit strange. wow.. he is having fun. “called dick for a reason i guess,” you say it nonchalantly and it makes colin laugh harder this time. you can’t help but laugh with him.

“yeah, uncooperative dick,” he nods. it’s almost funny to you that you hope this conversation will lead to both of you guys rambling about work. wow adulthood.

“see?” your eyes search his eyes excitingly, as if you wait for him to continue. “are all detective like that?”

colin shook his head without saying anything. he studied your face without even realize it could make you uncomfortable. you inhale deeply when eyes to eyes connected, heat start to creep your cheeks.

“sorry, i uh… i didn’t mean to....vent?”

“nah, it’s okay, no worries.” he shakes his head sheepishly. “i’ll make sure he replies to your e-mail tomorrow.”

“really?”

“really.”

his eyes are so dark yet comforting.

“thanks. i’m y/n, by the way.”

“i’m colin. colin zabel.”

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and that’s it. wish you can just run away fast and leave the earth. embarrassment weighs heavily on your mind and your smile disappeared instantly.

“you’re joking.”

“am not.”

“oh god.”

you lower your head and hide your face in the palm of your hands, as you try to cover up your sin. “hey, it’s fine. sorry for being uncooperative… dick,” he’s still chuckling, and there was a definite tone of teasing in it.

“jesus now you tell me,” you mumble.

“okay, okay now, listen to me.” he tries to remove your hands from your face. “i’m—”

“wait. no, me. i am sorry” his big masculin hands enveloped yours and you found yourself blushing and so was shy to face him. you didn’t even realize you just interrupted him.

“well— okay, now we’re both sorry,” he nods reassuring and for a few seconds, his hand still holds yours. clearly this thick tension gonna be one of your newest core memory. probably his too?

“…so embarrassing.” you shake your head a little and murmur almost like to yourself.

“i know, but it’s nice to finally know you.”

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another notes: thankyou so much for reading this. sorry i took your precious time for this shitty writing thing. every like comment and reblog are appreciate<3

[herobrinna]

Man i havent drawn anything in ages. Eh, might as well waste my time rambling about these guys.

Ok so i made these ocs like absolute ages ago, so mind their backstories being very cringe, but i also dont wanna change them, theres some kind of charm to having silly cringy ocs.

right, so, the yellow one is Bananaslug (bigender, she/he), and is a hive/rain hybrid (like duhh, u can clearly see that). her silly backstory was, starting with his parents (and mind that this made made up before arc 3 was finished), a hivewing, who like cricket(? was that her name? i havent reread the books in ages) wasnt effect by the shitfuck evil plant (for which basically, i hc that cricket wasnt the only one who wasnt injected with the plant, on a rare occasion queen Wasp would miss an egg or two, human error, er, dragon error and all that, usually this would be noticed in early childhood and they would be "fixed", but like with cricket, an occasional dragon gets unnoticed) managed to escape the hives as the plant takeover or whatever tf was happening happened, and followed behind the group of migrating silkwings. sadly they got swept in a storm which lead them astray to the rainwing jungle instead.

now i personally see the jungle as having an absolute shitload of little rainwing villages, some not even having contact with the main one! or even knowing anything about the outside world. this hivewing ends up in one of the villages that at most mightve traded bits and pieces with the main one, but has never seen non-rainwing dragons. the hivewing quickly gets accepted as a weird lil guy. and for once, this hivewing feels like theyre in a community where they belong, now being given freedom that they wouldve never had previously. they quickly adopt the hivewing way of life. Bananaslug then, the only dragonet they have, not for their lack in game, but more so due to pantalan and pyrhian dragons being genetically further apart, so having children with each other is extremely unlikely.

as Bananaslug got older, she lived through Queen Glory making an effort to actively contact all outter rainwing villages, and develing an in-tribe education system (the thingy mountain, forgot the name, that we follow the students of in the second arc, being presented as like one of the only schools is real stupid in my opinion), there, learning of other tribes she decides to go out and explore the world once hes come of age.

(oh and btw, Bananaslug, like, inherited nothing special from either parent, she doesnt have any hivewing powers, she doesnt have rainwing venom, and at most, he can slightly change the shade of his yellow scales, cant do anything with any other coloured scale tho)

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the green dragon is Seaglass (agender, they/them) they are a sea/sand hybrid, no they do not have a tail barb.

they were born to 2 generals from the sandwing princess succession war, both the sandwing and seawing commanding over, urh man i can never remmeber army terms, fleets? groups of dragon soldiers. in most other cases, general/whatever leaders, of separate tribes would not get along, they might have had an allience, but that didnt change their internalised racism and all that, but these two got weirdly well along.

once, going out for drinks over celebration of a succecfull battle, lead to a drunken hookup and an accidental clutch of eggs. the seawing decided to leave them at the deep palace hatchery, paying good money to the caretakers there to not only take care of the eggs, but also be dragonetsitters when they hatched. sadly, all but one dragonet were born without gills (or partially formed/malformed once), never being even given the chance at a first breath. Seaglass was the only one hatched with functional gills, and even then, theirs are less developed that an average seawing, giving them the gill equivalent of asthma.

they rarely got to see their seawing parent, and didnt even know they were part sandwing till way after the war was over. as soon as they were old enough to be left mostly alone they escaped from the deep sea palace, wanting to start a new life somewhere where they wouldnt be seen as a freak.

(oh yes and, not sure where to put this, but Seaglass is missing some of the bioluminescent stripes (such as not having any on their belly scales) so they have always had communication issues. and of course, having grown up hidden away in the deep sea, they didnt properly learn spoken language (outside of the required theory for it in their schooling) untill they escaped.)

[vryptidart]

lets play book 1 again

because i'm trying to work out how to do alternate romance-start pacing for salt/ava given they don't meet until After book 1. i already have a salt/ava save file and ive been playing thru book2 but I Need More Data and staring at the code options isn't quite the same

do love Nat's intro hehe im gonna be screenshotting as many Nat scenes as Ava ones bc i'm gonna be going for Nat friendship route

glare-off commence

rebecca Effortlessly lying (still giggling over Why Are You Wet)

'each one also sounding like a lie' is such a great line bruh

also funny theres an error here i distinctly remember writing Ava as being 6ft tall huh sera better fix that

god she's suuuuch a bitch i love her anyway slams that 'OBVIOUSLY NOT' option. i dont need the stat i am just having my fun with doodoo mortain

naaat i lov u 💖💖💖

oh right i have to pick my routes hmm ok we're goin verda so i can get those yummy N friendship points

hilarious to have written a fic where yeah. actually that was Salt's first impression. Ava standing in the hallway. "I was just checking my phone. by your door." this isnt suspicious at all. now shut up and accept ignorance while i save your life

love the 'half in concealed annoyance' gfhghfh i think if any character understands that loving Ava is agony, Nat does- this is her best friend she has to watch Be Like This ghfhghf

so twagic... boops her on the nose and runs

forgot how quickly both tina and verda are just OKAY SO DETECTIVE WHO ARE YOU MAKING A MOVE ON HINT HINT NUDGE NUDGE theyre like seras little romance shoulder angels thru book1

side note im not gonna screencap the descriptions of janets body but like. murphy why'd you injure her like that. i get you wanted to drain the blood but you werent exactly stopping the new stuff from also draining out hurting her that way. idiot.

lol

makes me wonder how much the past bodies were actually medically investigated- this seems more like genuine surprise. maybe the transfusion was just a New Thing he was trying with Janet, but... idk

oh hm maybe. her arms getting slashed was just to get the vampire blood back out of her after it failed? would he Care about leaving that evidence? HRMMM dammit i wanna write more janet fic ugh

sobs, cries, beats my chest

suuuuch an interesting interaction tbh 🤔🤔🤔 what was N going to say... gibe me the offscreen argument this is in reference to...

already this playthru is helping, bc smth abt this made me figure out how to progress the scene ive been grumbling over this afternoon hehe

alright posting this now bc my computer's bein a lil chuggy

[congratufuckyoulations]

OH WHO IS U, DRESSROSA? Pt.3

!!!FULL DRESSROSA SPOLIERS!!!

Masterlist

part 1, part 2

A/N- Idk yet mostly right now theres some Viola x reader. Mostly platonic or like idk very friendly. A little sussy lowkey bcs I think Viola is an angel, but that's most girls in one piece. Anyways I really enjoy her honestly and i wanted the reader or Y/N to interact with her. I love girl friendships so much its my fav. Probably because im one. I just enjoy girl friendships with my whole heart

Straw hat reader, One piece x reader, Luffy x readed?, Zoro x reader, and maybe even some Law x reader. i just dont want to disappoint the Law fans fr bcs I know about his character but not much yet

Devil fruit power- Plant related. Imagine any other person with plant powers I guess? You can grow walls made from plants. Use plants to attack. I wanna say you could even grow plants used for medicines or sum idk.

The sword below is as random design I got off Pinterest so credit is far gone sorry😔. I don't know if you will use it this chapter, but it's a good reference to have for the future.

Tw- smoking, mature content??, some what graphic description not really tho

Sorry for any grammar errors

Your feet hit the ground beneath you jogging alongside Luffy and Kin'emon. Glancing over at your captain who you couldn't see in the fish costume he wore, you decided to speak up

"You think Zoro will be okay, Luffy?" you question wondering what the captain thought about your lost crewmate

"yeah, he always finds us sooner or later!" Luffy replies in his usual tone continuing to jog forward

"Luffy! Y/N!" a voice calls from behind

" Spoke too soon" you mutter under your breath as Zoro's footsteps get louder. The man in the cat costume now matches the group's pace. Luffy turned his head to look at the vice-captain

"Oh, hey, there you are! We were just talkin' about you!" Luffy says in a cheerful voice

"All good things I hope" Zoro grumbles his voice low most likely due to running around. You chuckle at his tone

"Far from it...I see you found our little friend!" You joke leaning around Luffy's body to get a look at Zoro in the cat disguise. Spotting the small blue-haired woman tucked between the fake fur

"I'm pleased to see you unharmed, Sir Zoro." Kin'emon chimes in

"HA, HA! You're right Y/N! It is a little person!" Luffy gushes as he turns to look at you. The captain practically radiated with how bright his smile was. The boy giggled at the sight

"Follow my directions, and I'll get you to the palace," Wicka says sticking out from Zoro's disguise

"Where did you find her?" Luffy questions, his tone filled with curiosity as a smile paints his face. The captain leans in closer to Zoro to get a better look at the tiny woman

"Is she a friend of yours, Sir Zoro and Miss Y/N" Kin'emon questions

"Eh, I don't know if that's the word I'd use" Zoro says in displeasure at the events that lead to meeting Wicka

"She is our friend now Zoro!" You quickly cut off the swordsman as you carry on "Just because she took your sword doesn't allow you to forget who helped us around this stupid kingdom" You justify as you defend the smaller woman. Though she did give you a run for your money. But it all worked out in the end so you let the grudge drift away. Smiling down at the girl, through the mouth opening of the fish disguise you wore

"I'm a member of the King Riku Army's Scouting unit. The names Wicka. Anyway, we need to step on it!" Wicka's small voice orders as she points for us to keep on forward "The operation is already starting without us!" she commands

"Yes ma'am!" You politely agree with the older woman from the mouth of your fish disguise. It was safe to say you had a soft spot for any other woman. They could do no harm in your eyes. The tiny woman lets out a small laugh

"Y/N? You sure look silly in that costume!" Wicka's small hand covers her mouth as she tries to hide her smile. Quickly dropping your head in defeat. There was no need for her to stab you in your ego now

"SEE TOLD YOU!" Zoro shouts at Kin'emon. The swordsman still holding a grudge against the Samurai who dressed him up in a cat costume

Reaching the foot of the King's Plateau in the middle of Dressrosa after running for some time. You run up many flights of stair in your disguises. Your heels in hand not wanting to wear them inside the disguise. Assuming that they would be impossible to walk in if worn inside a costume where you couldn't balance correctly

"There's gonna be a lift just up ahead!" Wicka informs now standing on Zoro's paw-covered hand "Okay, listen carefully! The palace where Doflamingo is lurking, the Toy House, and the trade port where the SMILE factory is located are all connected." Wicka explained the layout of the structure to the team

"In other words, infiltrating the palace allows us to ingress the other locations?" Kin'emon questions

"That's right! To get access to the factory, you have to either pass through the palace or through the Toy House. The most direct root for us to take is through the palace!" She exclaims with her small fist clenched

"Very well. Understood! Although, I am still in a state of disbelief over such wee folk, in spite of one standing before my very eyes." The samurai says whilst examining Wicka closer

"Yeah, these guys are great, huh? She's like a toy!" Luffy beams with joy

"There were hundreds more of em' too, right Y/N" Zoro calls over pulling you into the conversation. Luffy's head snapped over to look at you

"Oh, man, really?!" Luffy bubbles with stars in his eyes

"Yup! They had a whole army ready to fight too!" You join in. Leaning closer to Luffy. Allowing his excitement to influence you. Feeling light as you and the boy share a happy moment like two kids

"I can't wait to see that!" Luffy raves on

"We don't show ourselves often. We're told that we shouldn't. We're only supposed to allow the Big People of the Royal family to see us. But you guys, the Straw Hat Usolanders are the exception to that rule!" Wicka cuts in

"Uso... landers?" Kin'emon asked confused

"It's a long story..." You trail off hoping to dismiss the made-up names. Thankfully Wicka chimes in

"There's no time to explain all the details now! Operation SOP is already underway! Okay! You can see it there!" Wicka points up ahead. Looking forward at the elevator that lines the tall wall. With what seems to be Doflamingos Jolly Roger on the front doors. Catching sight of guards in uniforms by the entrance. Knowing that this was gonna be a problem "That's the lift entrance to the palace I was telling you about." She explains

"Oh, wow! We can ride it all the way to the top, huh?" Luffy says as his hand blocks the sun from his eyes. His head tilted to look up at the tower structure in front of you

“Won't those guards be a problem?" You point out your concern as the group jogs closer

"Yup! And we would have to show them a pass" She exclaimed addressing the guard situation. Your captain already suggesting his own solution to the problem

"Let's just kick his butt!" Luffy says with a fist raised. The tiny woman leaped over from Zoro's hands to the captains. The boy brings the tiny woman closer to his face

"No! If you make a huge scene, it'll just bring unnecessary attention!"

"What's so bad about that?" Luffy's innocent voice replies seeing no wrong in his plan

"You big bubblehead! I'm having my doubts about trusting you people! I'm stuck with a blockhead who gets lost and simpleton who wants to solve everything with his fists!" She complains grabbing her head in distress at the two men in the group

"What did you call me, you runt?" Zoro yells, fist raised at the fairy

"Calm down Wicka, this simpleton will figure out a way for us! Trust me, it will work out in the end just trust us" You reassure the older woman putting on your best smile. The smaller woman glancing at you from Luffy's palm

"At least I can count on you, Y/N! Kinda" muttering the last part under her breath

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!" You shout, the small girl ignoring you as she turns to face away. Getting distracted from the small insult as you hear hoofs clack against the pathway. Your shoulders drop as you relax. A horse enters your sight with a figure on top

"Somebody's there," Luffy says. Wicka gasped as she looked at the clothed figure. A red coat covers the person's whole body. The hood falling over the face of the unknown person

"They already know we're here!" She cries jumping back to Zoro's disguises to hide in the fur of the disguise

Slowing down your pace as the group approaches the horse. Glancing in between your group and the figure you see Luffy's mouth open

"You want something?" Luffy's voice rings out

"Are you Straw Hat Luffy?" A girl's voice is heard from the figure. The girl sounded familiar, but you couldn't quite remember where you knew her from

"Yeah. What's up?" he replies

"Don't tell her!" You scold the immature guy with Zoro and Kin'emon backing you up. Luffy sure had trouble staying out of any danger the crew came across. Over every adventure, you figured that if he was your captain. You would have to accept the chaos with it

"Come with me. I'm here to help guide you into the palace." She answers pulling down the hood of her cloak. The group lets out a shocked gasp. It was the performer you watched earlier, Violet. The one that took Sanji back to the ship. You let out a small sigh of relief seeing it was somebody you could somewhat trust

"Come on, hurry!" Violet ushers us into a more hidden part of the town. Getting away from the gazes of the guards

"It's great ya wanna help us and all, but I doubt you can do anything," Zoro says as we hide on the side of a random town building

"We've caught wind that one needs a sort of pass to enter the lift" Kin'emon mentions

"Don't worry. I have the pass you mentioned" She says while peaking out to the main streets of the kingdom

"But you should take another route instead," Violet advised looking back at us

"What? Why do you advise that?" The samurai questions

"Think about it. We can't walk right through the front entrance. They are bound to catch us like that. Then this whole plan is over" You explain why the elevator wouldn't be the best option as of now to the dense men

"Back to plan A then! Let's kick ass and bust in!" Luffy pumps his fist into the air. Trying to encourage his original plan amongst the rest of us

"Not happening, Luffy!" You say while moving his hand down back to his side. Your captain only flashed a gummy smile in your direction. More like a guilty smile as Zoro also scolds the boy

"Yeah! That won't work! They'll just keep sending out more guards for us to fend off!" Zoro agrees from behind you. Backing you with his ridiculous mindset. At least he was making this more simple for Luffy. The two of you looked ridiculous in your disguises getting mad at the boy's crazy ideas

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Right." Luffy replies his voice dripping with boredom now that his plan was dismissed fully. Violet speaks up with her eyes closed as you all stare at her in silence

"And more importantly" She starts off

"Please proceed." kin'emon encourages

"You look suspicious," Violet says, as you let out a laugh at her random insult

"Madam, I'm offended!" The samurai replies upset at the insults he's received about the disguise's practicability in the past moments

"Hey, come to think of it, aren't you the one who lured our idiot cook away earlier?" Zoro questions

"Sanji?" luffy puts in

"Yes, and he hurried off to protect your ship," she responds. The guys continue to question the woman as she answers each question. The group wondered how she got information on the attack on the Sunny. Thinking hard about how she even got her hands on a map of the factory

"I was one of Doflamingo's subordinates." She explains to your crew

"That explains how you had so much information" You reply. Now understanding why the girl knew so much and how she was in "danger" as Sanji said. She "was" a subordinate but due to her recent actions. She seems to be rebelling against the warlord suddenly

"Huh, what?!"

"It's true! But she was only pretending to be a bad guy!" Wicka backs up the woman as Zoro lifts the tiny woman in his palm for Violet to get a better look at her

"Wicka, it's you!" Violet exclaims, wicka gasp at the acknowledgment

"Wow! You actually remember me?!" Wicka replies in shock. The two quickly catch up. Violet reveals some of her devil fruit power as she explains how she's been watching over the Tonatta tribe. The brown-haired woman praises the smaller one. Big tears start streaming down Wicka's face suddenly

"Princess Viola" Wicka cries out. Princess? I guess you weren't wrong for thinking that she and Sanji looked straight out of a fairy tale. It all made perfect sense

"Huh? So, wait? You're a princess? Ow!" Luffy shouts getting a smack on the head from Zoro

"Could you turn it down a little?" He hissed at the captain

"Then does that imply that you're a Dressrosa royalty" Kin'emon questions blankly

"Are we all listening to the same conversation?" You side-eye the men you're unfortunately paired up with. You may be with the two strongest on your crew and a respectable Samurai. But having to babysit the three was a chore. You could feel your social battery drain as the day passed dealing with idiots for crewmates

Viola's back was turned to you as you watched her hand trace along the wall in front of her as she replies

"I used to be." she answers Kin'emon

"Huh? If Rebecca's the king's granddaughter, that makes you what now?" Luffy interrogates. Staying quiet as you wait for her to respond, curious at how the bloodline is connected as well

"Rebecca is my niece." She answers. Viola's hand finds a concealed button on the stone wall. As it clicked into place a wall dropped nearby revealing a hidden passage

"She's the daughter of my late older sister, Scarlet." She continues. Looking back at the group to see our reactions to the new path

"A hidden door! Are you a ninja?" The samurai boasted at the sight

"Now I've seen everything," Zoro says

"A princess and a ninja! Remarkable!" Kin'emon praises

"Indeed!" You agree with the samurai, as Viola begins to talk

"By taking this route, you can avoid being spotted at the main entrance. Now follow me" She says walking down the stairs of the darkroom

As the group all stand by the entrance weary of what's inside. Luffy lets out a gasp. Leaning in slightly you see flights of stairs spiraling upward. You saw chains hanging in the middle of the room connected to some sort of platform

"This is a secret escape passage of the Riku Family. Not even Doflamingo knows that it's here." Viola explains from the bottom of the stairs. Following behind the men as they proceed down the stone steps. Kin'emon coughing at the dust in the forgotten passage

"What is this comically large basket's purpose?" Kin'emon asked Viola

"It's a pully for lifting cargo. Look up." She replies. Glancing upward you see chains leading upwards as Zoro and Kin'emon talk to her about the stairs sprailing up. You could practically feel your feet hurting at the sight of the flights of stairs. Even without heels, this was gonna be a pain

"Oh boy" You utter to yourself at the sight

"Uh... Luffy! How about you make this easy on everyone and grab this boulder here and shoot yourself up?" Zoro speaks up, walking over to place his hand on a random stone in the room

"Oh, quite a novel solution" Kin'emon cut in

"Yeah! I like the way you're using that head of yours!" You encourage, getting a glare from Zoro. The two of you had always bumped heads. It was a lot like him with Sanji, but the two of you found ways to be civil while on the same crew

"That sounds like madness," Viola says in disagreement at the plan

Watching Luffy already wrapping an arm around the boulder. Then stretching the other upward to grab ahold of the chain. Turning away you see Zoro and Kin'emon enter the basket

" 'Kay! Here goes!" Luffy's voice echoes through the empty tunnel. Your captain running up the stone walls earning a gasp from the girl beside you. Looking at the girl beside you, you speak up

"It's okay, Viola. come on let's join them!" You comfort the woman as you climb into the basket. Sitting down next to the men as you reach your free hand out to her. Encouraging her to take it. With a small smile and a curt nod, her hand finds yours. Smiling at the lady in front of you as you guide her into the basket

"Thank you, Miss Y/N" Viola thanks you quietly as she focuses on climbing into the basket without any trouble

"Of course, princess" You reply. Letting your inner charm flow out at the beautiful woman. What? Sanji wasn't the only one allowed to throw around nicknames at pretty girls

"Make it snappy, Luffy!" Zoro shouts from behind you

As the group is lifted to the top thanks to Luffy. Zoro and Kin'emon step out of the basket first walking towards the concealed exit. The two push the wall forward peaking out to scope out the area

"It would seem that no one is present," Kin'emon informs as the door is dropped fully to the ground now that they know it is clear. Following behind Zoro and Kin'emon as they land on the grass of the palace

"Nice. Let's go!" Luffy says jumping off the stone door on the floor

"Hold on a second," Viola says from behind you and Luffy, causing you to look back at her with concern. "Close the door first," She says to Luffy as obeys lifts up the stone door with no problem

As you approach Zoro and Kin'emon peeking around one of the towers of the castle, Luffys heads also peeks around the corner. The four of you glancing at a large door

"Is that how you get inside the palace?" Luffy says while you examine the door

"Shh...The palace is above us. That's the Rampart Tower" Viola explains

"Oh" Luffys voice dull at the information

"There's actually quite a bit of climbing left to do before we reach Doflamingo. And it's well-guarded, too." Viola carries on explaining the layout of the castle

"That's just great" You grumble in response, pulling yourself off the wall to face the princess

"I follow your reluctance Miss Y/N. Thankfully, the Rampart Tower has a secret entrance. Let's go, but take care not to let the guards notice you" Viola informs the group. The end being more directed towards the three men you two were stuck with.

Nodding your head in agreement, Viola turns away. The red coat she wore sways as she leads the group. Slightly turning her head back so we could hear her soft voice. Her lovely accent complimented her well

"They'll call the Executives if we make a scene. That won't be good. Especially if we have to battle with Pica. Then any hope of success would be lost." Viola clarifies

"I understand," You say walking beside to girl. The three guys followed the two girls. Only taking a few steps when you hear Kin'emon speak up

"Hm, where is Sir Luffy?" he questions.

Viola gasps as you both whip your bodies around to look back. The redfish disguise was missing from the group

"Already?! Where could he have gone?!" You hiss out, eyes scanning the area trying to find the lost guy

"Uh-oh. Right there!" Wicka says pointing towards the large door you and your group were supposed to be avoiding. A large dust cloud forms in the air. Hearing the sound of Luffys rapid footsteps fade further away. Your captain doing his classic battle cry as he charges straight at the guards

"WHOA! WHAT'S UP WITH THAT CARP!" One yells. Luffys louder voice follows behind

"NOW GUM-GUM... GIANT PISTOL!" Luffys voice echoes as his arms stretches back. The boy's fist and arm grow in size as he powers up his attack

Doflamingos guards scramble with terrified screams coming from their mouths. The crash of Luffy's punch right into the door was loud itself. Watching in shock as your captain busts the door down. Scraps of wood flying in different directions from the impact

"WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING?!" Zoro and Kine'mon shout

"I guess this makes it easier...?" you say trying to justify the total mess Luffy just made. Guards lay passed out on the floor around Luffy. The head of his disguises looks back towards the group

"It's open!" Luffy shouts innocently. A gummy smile on display

"THAT'S NOT THE ISSUE HERE!" Zoro scolds

"This is not good," Viola says

"Ah! You big blockhead!" Wicka insults. Viola grunts next to you before continuing forward

"Well, new plan. We're going in! If we hurry, we might get lucky!" She announces heading through the huge hole in the wall where the door used to be

"See you get used to it!" You gush, as you jog to catch up to her. Slowing down your pace to match the girl when you get near. The two of you enter the massive doorway to the palace

"You were right Miss Y/N!" She smiles softly as you both continue towards the large staircase up ahead

"No need for the formalities anymore. We are friends now, right?" You pout jokingly towards the girl. Viola nodded her head back in understanding. A soft smile on her lips as her eyes scrunch with joy

"Can I take this thing off now?" Luffys voice booms through the lobby-like room

"Not like I could stop you!" Viola responds. You can't help but slightly smile at the girl's serious tone. Viola's eyebrows furrowing together in displeasure at your captain

Reaching the top of the stairs more guards rush toward the group

"This disguise was in the way, sorry Kin'emon" You apologize while pulling off your fish disguise like the captain.

"It's okay, Miss Y/N!" Kin'emon supports

Grabbing onto Luffy's arm you stabilize yourself. Leaning over to put your heels on one by one. While holding onto the captain you felt your cheeks flush at the feeling of his muscular arm through his shirt. Allowing yourself to let go as you finished.

"Thanks, Captain!" You say softly, earning a wide grin from Luffy

"Let's go kick some ass!" Luffy replies. Grinning back at the guy in front of you. Using your devil fruit power to grow your sword once more

You work at taking down any guard that comes close to you. Slashing away the guards who kept charging toward the group

"Viola, stay close!" You order while blocking off two subordinates. Your sharp blade clashes with the dull ones they are provided with. While taking one of them down, the others grab at your wrist. The pressure makes you drop your sword. A wince falls from your mouth at the tight grip

"Y/N!" Viola shouts, turning over you see a guy running at her

Hurriedly looking back at the guard holding onto your wrist. In a swift motion, you pull your arm back and allow your fist to make contact with his face. The guard's head flies to the side as he falls to the ground

Turning to Viola you flick two fingers upward (like law hehe I need him fr). Two vines shoot up from the ground in front of the man rapidly gaining on Viola as she runs towards you for protection. The plants rammed straight up into the guy's jaw knocking him out on his back

"Thank you, Y/N!" Viola says. Opening your mouth to speak, only for your captain to cut you off

"I'M COMIN' FOR YOU, MINGO!" Luffy shouts punching his way through the guards ahead. Shaking your head slightly, a breathy laugh falls past your lips in disbelief at his energy

"Don't worry about it, come on!" You state grabbing onto the girl's hand as you lead her further down the hallway. Giving Viola your full assistance with any trouble in her way

As the group runs down the hall more guards can be heard ahead

"WHERE ARE YOU, MINGO?!" Luffys voice travels through the empty halls as he punches down the waves of guards. More guards following behind just like Zoro said they would

Everybody in your group charging forward fighting their own battles. No fight lasted long as the team overpowered the subordinates. After taking care of the guards, you all stand in the hall panting. Taking a quick break from the speed of things. The group glanced around at the unconscious bodies on the floor. A job well done

And well Kin'emon on the floor as well. Due to jumping to catch Wicka from hitting the floor after flying out of Zoro shirt. The man talking to the girl in the palms of his hand as Zoro speaks up

"Kin'emon. Take care of her, okay?" he instructs

"Uh. But Sir Zoro, I must find my friend Kanjuro. To that end, I will leave here and go to the Toy House." Kin'emon rebuttals

"That's where Operation SOP is happening with the other Tontatta. So I need to go there as well!" Wicka expresses

"I see! Then go we shall!" Kin'emon declares before looking up at you and Zoro "Sir Zoro, Miss Y/N, my path is clear. We will be taking our leave now." he finished

"Fine by me," Zoro mutters, his tone calm as always

"I see no problem. Just keep safe you two," You reply. Your voice laced with concern for their safety

"Certainly Miss Y/N!" Kin'emon acknowledges your concern. Greeting your worried eyes with a reassuring grin. The man turns to talk to Wicka about the location of the factory. Afterwards shoving the small woman into his outfit like Zoro. The samurai only glances back as he bids his farewells

"Sir Luffy, I shall go. Farewell. Sir Zoro, Miss Y/N, and Madam Ninja. Stay strong" Kin'emon announces before he jogs towards the spiral of stairs leading down to lower levels

"Which way?" Luffy calls out for directions

"The left!" Viola answers

Turning down the hall proceeding your advances into Doflamingos palace. Silence filled the hallway with zero signs of guards

"I'm comin' Mingo, the coast is clear!" Luffy calls out

"Guess security can't keep up." Zoro adds

"I don't know. Shouldn't this be harder?" You point out. Thinking about it, the most you have fought. Since you've gotten into the palace there have only been guards. Your mind couldn't remember the names of the Doflamingos executives that Wicka had listed before. But you were sure you hadn't fought them yet.

As the words exit your mouth, the candles lighting up the halls burn out suddenly. A soft smoke filled the air. The ground and walls begin to shake as you all come to pause at the movement

"Couldn't just keep your mouth shut!" Zoro shouts at you

"HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THIS WOULD HAPPEN!" You argued, face to face with the brute of a man

"Uh, that's weird" Luffy interrupted the argument, catching the attention of you and Zoro. The group stood still trying to figure out what was going on in the palace. The rumbling quiets down and the walls all go still for a moment

Suddenly, a round shape pushes through the wall. The wall smoothes over the shape easily. As if it wasn't made from stone itself

"What's with the wall?" Luffy says confused

The wall only expanded the more the palace shook

"Walls do not do THAT!" You say stunned at the sight of the stone walls growing into what seemed to be a man's figure. The height on the stone man was a wild sight. You stare in shock as his head now almost touches the high ceilings of the hall. The stone guy towering above you

The ground trembles below as the walls do their best to not crumble apart

"IT'S HUGE!"

"A WALL MONSTER?"

"NOT QUITE! IT'S PICA" Viola clarifies

"HUH?! YOU MEAN THAT'S AN EXECUTIVE!" You gasp, taking a couple of steps back. Slowly trying to back up from the large man that was forming in front of you. Even if this was a guy, he sure didn't look like it here

"THAT'S A DUDE? WHAT'S HIS DEAL?"

"HE'S IS A TOP EXECUTIVE Y/N! A STONE ASSIMILATION MAN." Viola replies

"Great, and we get to deal with him." Zoro retorts

"He's a power holder. He ate the Stone Stone Fruit. You see?" Viola explains

"So he controls the walls?"

"He just looks like a bunch of bricks, if you ask me. Hey, buddy, you really a person or what?" Luffy interrogates the stone man. The giant head turned towards the group. Viola and you hug onto to each other as you both let out a gasp

"He's out of his mind!" Viola says

"How is this my life" You whine into the girl's clothed shoulder

"Well, answer the question! And stop staring! You can talk, can't you?"

A large stone fist rises high before falling straight towards the group. Unraveling yourself from Viola you both split apart as you dodge the punch

"We're dead if that guy hits us. How d'you even fight back?" Zoro complains. A stone foot lifts heading straight for us again, only to be dodged once more by the group

"We gotta try somethin'! He's blockin' our path!" Luffy barks before hitting his fist against the ground, switching into gear 2 "I don't care what kinda fancy titles you've got! I'm gonna kick Mingo's ass, no matter what! Get outta my way!" he shouts while launching himself in the air towards the stone giant

Luffy used his jet Gatling punch to break apart the man as he crumbled into a stone chunk pile

"Heh. There! Easy! C'mon!" Luffy exclaims as we all run past the scrapes on the floor

"That didn't take much" Zoro says.

The swordsman's words were followed by loud rumbling again. As you all run slightly further and glance back. A large stone hand forms from the pile. The arms quickly connected itself to a fully regrown stone man

"Back for more, huh?" Luffy calls out

"The top executives are in a class of their own. This is why I tried to avoid a confrontation." Viola says in distress. A hand grasping at the coat around her neck for comfort

"I knew I should've stayed quiet" You groaned at the endless chasing already from this Pica dude. He wasn't making this easy that's for sure

"So he's not just a guy made of bricks" Zoro's face concentrated as he stared at the devil fruit user

"He can merge with stone itself and control it. Then it becomes his own body. Which means the palace itself has become our enemy!" Viola spouted information out. You stare in disbelief at the stone man connecting his arms to the walls

As the walls crumble apart with cracks forming through them. Looking above you, seeing the walls on either side of you falling inward. Aiming right for you and your group

"THE WALLS!" Luffy points out. Pulling a gasp from the rest of you. The walls crashed down towards the group. Feeling Zoro's strong arms wrap around your waist hurriedly. The swordsman pulls you back into his chest, as your hands reach for Viola.

Your arms wrap around the girl as she falls towards you. The walls crash down quickly. Luffy inflating himself stopping the walls from completely crushing the three of you. Your chest drops as you finally let out your held-in breath

"Y-You guys still okay down there?" Your captain's voice rings through your ears

Jagged pieces of stone pile around the group. Luffy crushed between the stone walls towards the top. Hearing Zoro groan from behind you as you lean back on him. Your hand reaches to grab ahold of your throbbing head

"I think a rock got me" You wince into your hands. The rock had hit you right where Doflamingo's strings had cut you on your head. As you do your best to sit up between Zoro legs. Not having much space due to Viola sitting between your legs as well. The woman leans into your torso for protection. Your hand finds her back patting it lightly

"You okay, Viola?" You ask softly

"Yes, thanks to you! I can't thank you enough Miss Y/N!" Viola praises as she sits up on her knees in front of you. Her hands clasping around yours as a sign of her gratitude

"It's really no trouble" You grab her hands putting them back to her side. Smiling at the girl still calling you by the formalities you had told her to dismiss

The woman that sat in front of you was truly cute as she said her praises. The smile she wore was genuine, you were quickly starting to understand why Sanji was quick to get distracted and fall for the lovely lady

Suddenly feeling Zoro's hands push against your lower back moving you closer to the girl. The swordsman redirected your position, so you wouldn't be in the way of his blade

"You three brace yourselves. Got an idea." Zoro grunts through gritted teeth

Zoro swords dig into a crack of a random stone surrounding the group. Zoro growls as his body tenses up with concentration. A loud slash was heard and you felt yourself being scooped up again. Stone rubble falling around you

Feeling thankful for Zoro in the moment as he carries you under one arm. Viola under the other. The green-haired man dodges through the dust and falling stone pieces. Keeping the two of you untouched the entire time. Hearing Luffy fight as you are carried a little further

"GUM-GUM... STORM" Luffy shouts

Zoro places you down further away from the two fighting. Allowing you and Viola to stand on your own as he takes off towards the commotion

"Thanks, Zoro!" You shout as he runs towards the battle

"No worries, right?!" He replies charging at Pica. Smirk drawn on his face. Only one of his swords was drawn. The stone guy does the unexpected as he lifts the stone floor easily. Pica lifted his arms up and down in a smooth motion. Causing ripples to flow through the stone toward the group

The stone ripples through as it begins to tower up high. Zoro stabs his sword into the stone to hold himself up. As now the stone floor was now vertical like a wall, due to Pica devil fruit

"WHAT'S HE DOING NOW" Luffy shouts, as we all watch from below as Zoro gets taken high in the air with the stone

"I DON'T WANNA FIND OUT! BE SAFE ZORO!" You shout watching the wall tower over you. Zoros's body hanging onto his sword high up. The stone almost takes the shape of a huge wave, ready to come crashing down with Zoro at the top

Seeing Zoro's arms pull back. All his swords in hand now. Powering his charge before slashing forward. The stone wall now crumbling apart easily. Another wall rises only to be punched down by Luffy

"I don't think hitting him like that's gonna work," Zoro says after he lands beside the group. The stone walls just keep reappearing. The palace rumbles around you as Pica moves throughout the walls

The man's stone fist flew towards the group once more. Luffy's fist meets his halfway causing the stone to crack from the strength. A slice was heard in the air as Zoro cut the stone arm into pieces. Picas stone body falling to the floor in defeat

"Go! Run for it!" Luffy shouts as we run past the stone rubble

Running down the hall you hear rumbling behind you. Avoiding looking back knowing the man was probably getting ready to fight. You look straight ahead as you run. Luffys voice rings out

"Man, he doesn't give up!"

A wall shoots up in front of the group. Coming to a halt at the stone now blocking your path. Everybody let out a soft gasp

"We're trapped!" Viola shouts

With a quick reaction, you see Zoro jump into the air as he swiftly cuts down the blocking wall. You forgot how easy fighting becomes when you have two overpowered crewmembers like these two to carry you all to victory

"Luffy, take them and go on ahead." he says after landing "Leave this stone bastard to me. You go kick Doflamingo's ass extra hard for me, okay?"

The man's stance was firm. Ready to attack at a given notice

"Great! Counting on you!" Luffy relies on the swordsman to do his part on the crew. Teamwork as a straw hat was interesting in itself. But it made perfect sense in the end. Everybody works hard at what they do. Doing your absolute best and trusting that your crewmembers do the same. In your case, you had one of the outstanding crews

(Thank you zoro for the monolouge he gave chopper back in alabasta about teamwork. Amazing king)

"You got this Zoro!" You call out as you proceed down the hall. Not hearing the swordsman whisper under his breathe about how he "knows he gots this"

Running with the two leaving Zoro behind to handle his part. Stumbling slightly as you run due to Pica making the stone beneath you lumpy. You kept moving forward through all the ups and downs of the stone obstacles

Suddenly two long pillars begin to try blocking your exit. Luffy kicks straight at the stone pillars swiftly breaking them into pieces as you all continue running toward the end of the hall

"This rock guy doesn't wanna let us go anywhere!" Luffys voice filled with displeasure as he lead the way for you and Viola. The woman next to you replies

"Like I told you. Pica controls the entire palace! We're lucky he hasn't crushed us yet!" Viola glances back for a moment before looking forward "Hey, you're sure your friend will be okay?" she finished glancing between you and Luffy’s running forms

"Zoro? You kidding? He'll do great. Don't worry." Luffy replies glancing back at the woman

"He's right. Zoro is one of the last people we have to worry about when it comes to fighting" You assure the princess. Another pillar shoots from the wall in an attempt to hold the group back. Luffy doesn't hesitate as he charges right for it with his fist ready

Viola and you run through the debris flying around due to the impact of Luffy's fist. Your captain grunts as he proceeds forward

"No matter what happens, Zoro will pull through!" Luffy advocated for his vice-captain

"He better" You mutter under your breath. This seemed to be more of a crazy day than you ever thought it could be. You couldn't believe that so much had happened in a couple of hours. Nobody planned for this day to be so stressful. Especially now that we are on the way to "Kick Doflamingos ass". You were gonna have to leave the ass-kicking to your captain. Knowing you didn't bear the power to fight against the Warlord himself

"LUFFY WAIT UP!" You shout at your captain running up the staircases leading to the first floor of the palace. Viola and you got left in the stairwell as Luffy took off ahead.

"We can only hope he went to the right floor," You say to the girl climbing the stairs with you

"The first floor isn't too far away I'm sure he made it" Viola encourages as you see a door only a couple steps away

"Seems you were right!" You say as the two of you pick up the pace. Approaching the doorway you see Luffy in a more open space. The toy soldier from earlier, upside in his grasp

Viola peeks out the doorway and gasps before exiting into the long hallway. Taking a step out as well you glance to your right seeing a man in a black outfit with gold embellishments. The guy looked pretty silly with a smooth head almost like a helmet

"There's no time! You can talk later, Straw Hat!" Viola announces causing you to look back to her and Luffy

"Who's that?" You question, pointing your thumb at the man down the hall

"Violet!" The man shouts causing the woman to gasp at her name being called. Seems to you that Viola knew this guy. You kid yourself obviously, she knows him he also works for Doflamingo

"Gladius!" Viola shouts make you zone back into your current situation

"You little traitor. You'll pay for turning your back on the young master." The guy spits out. Veins popped from his forehead as his hands were clenched into tight fists

"Oh, you wanna fight?" Luffy says causing you to snap your head at him. Seeing your idiot of a captain with a fist up. The other arm holding the toy soldier over his shoulder

"Not right now, Luffy!" You gasp grabbing the boys arm pushing his fist down. Viola hurries over and grabs Luffy to guide him down the hall.

"What did I just say?" Viola scolds

"Let's go!" Luffy shouts, hand wrapping around yours and dragging you down the hall. Struggling to find your balance at first due to the unexpected tug

"Careful Luffy!" You warn, said boy drops your hand as you find your footing, you run between Viola and him.

"We have to run! Trust me. He's strong. We'd be trapped here. We have to end this! Just head for the Suit Chamber!" She orders

The toy soldier speaks up about Viola's change of heart. The two converse quickly before you hear Gladius speak up

"Your treachery won't go unpunished, Violet. You're dead!" he says

You see Viola glance back as she shouts

"I've never been on your side! You give yourself too much credit! For ten whole years, I've been waiting for this opportunity!" She shouts. Eventually, you glance back seeing that helmet head expanded into a massive circle. Whatever this was it was ready to pop for sure

"Helmet pop!" you hear from the man. Quickly growing your vines walls once more as a sort of defense. A bright light flashes as a loud pop is heard. You hear Viola gasp next to you and see her falling forward. Thinking quickly you scoop her up under your arm. Your left arm wraps around her waist holding her as you run

"Lady Viola!" the toy soldier shouts

"Sorry about that Viola! I thought I blocked all of those flying pieces. You aren't hurt too badly, right?" You say glancing down at the girl in your arms. Looking back up to focus on the hallway

"I will be okay, just keep headin' up!" Viola says as we turn into a room with some red carpets. It was nicer than the hallways that's for sure. Following Luffy you see him running towards a window

"It doesn't matter how we get there, right?" Luffy shouts

"Luffy, what are you thinking?!" You cry out as your captain jumps right through the glass

"Hurry, Y/N!" Luffy says on the other side of the window waving a hand and motioning you to follow. Jumping through the window wasn't so bad knowing we were just on the first floor. You almost forget this was barely the first floor of the palace

Now standing beside Luffy outside in the courtyard, you see the boy glance up.

"That should work." He says. Following his eyeline to a window cut out to the second floor

"How would we even get up the-" You start only getting cut off by Luffys arm wrapping around your waist and stretching his foot backward to hook on the edge of the window. Once his foot found a hold you all fling toward the window

You wrap your arms securely around Viola as you are flung suddenly. Getting through the window you place Viola down on the floor of the new room

"Well, that certainly was effective, wasn't it" The toy soldier says

"I prefer a warning next time" You scold Luffy as he crouches down placing the toy soldier against the wall. Soon standing up back to his full height

"Yeah, but we made it didn't we" Luffy sasses as his hand finds his hips. Earning a slap across the back of his head

"HEYYYYY!" He shouts

"Quiet Luffy! Somebody will hear us" You hush the boy. Your hand cupping over his mouth. Slowly dropping your hand as you near a window in the hallway. Luffy follows to stand beside you. Both peering through the window of the Suit Chamber where Doflamingo resides. Seeing Law chained to a chair

"It's not time yet. You both have to wait!" Viola lectures dragging you and Luffy to hide below the window out of sight

"First we have to hurry and now we have to wait? Mingo is right there" Luffy questions

"Shhh" Viola hushes with a finger over her lips

"Huh?"

"Just calm down!"

"Violas right Luffy. The Tontatta Tribe still has to complete their part of the plan" You tell Luffy

"What plan?" Luffys asked confused

"You know about operation S.O.P, Y/N?" the princess asks

"I don't know much, but I did overhear the tiny people discussing something dealing with toys turning back into humans. I just knew there was something off about this place!" You answer, shaking your head in disgust at the cruel reality of Dressrosa

"The details aren't important. The point is, we can't fight Doflamingo yet," she explains, earning a soft grunt of disagreement from Luffy. Though he didn't argue back as we sat under the window

Nudging your shoulder into your captain sitting next to you. You send him a soft smile

"Be patient. I know you'll get to kick Doflamingo's ass real soon" You reassure.

"You're right, Y/N! His smile was wide, eyes beaming at the thought.

As time passes you all peer in here and there watching Doflamingo converse with the tied-up pirate.

"They sure are talking a lot" You speak up, getting bored sitting on the floor with nothing to do

"Yeah! How long are these guys gonna take?" Luffy agrees from beside you. Both of you glance down to Viola for an answer to see the woman with her eyes closed shut. Sweat dripped down the sides of her face. Something was troubling the woman. Viola's eyes shoot open as she lets out a startled gasp

"What's wrong Viola?" Your tone is filled with worry as a hand finds her shoulder. Trying to comfort the woman as best as you could

"The Tontatta ran into Trebol. All of them have been defeated. Nothing but destruction everywhere." she utters out

Everybody lets out an audible reaction as Luffy begins to talk

"One of my crewmates should be with them right now," he says

"Yes, he has a huge nose" Viola replies

"Usoland" The toy soldier says

"But it's not good" She continued, head dropping as she looked down with furrowed brows. Face painted with worry at the sight she saw in her head

"Don't worry. He'll take care of things. I promise. If Usopp's there, everything'll be all right" Luffy comforts in the only way he knew how. Which was just being himself and believing in his crew

"It will all be okay, Usopp always comes around in the end!" You assure, lightly squeezing the girl's shoulder as she glances toward the two of you smiling

"I trust you, Straw Hats," Viola confides in the two of you. Luffy's soft giggles ring through your ears. Feeling your shoulders relax at the sound, you turn to look at your captain's joyful smile. Staring at the boy as he continues to talk to Viola on the other side of you. You were stuck between the two, but you didn't mind

"Good! Because we are gonna kick Mingo's ass real good!" Luffy's voice flourishes with eagerness

Some time passes as you all sit outside the window. Viola's gasp makes you snap your head. The girl was teary-eyed as she looked past you. Turning back you glance to see a tall muscular man. His features are sharp. With his left leg missing. Exactly like the toy soldier from before. A sword now held in his hand

"I guess operation S.O.P worked," You say in disbelief at the sight

Luffy's head turns to the man as we all gasp at the sight. The man pushes the window open and jumps into the larger room. Hoping on his only leg, making his way towards Doflamingo

"Who's the cape guy?" Luffy says

"Kyros, it's you!" Viola says to herself

"Huh?"

"Even I lost my memories of him." She whimpers

"I don't get it. What d'you mean?" your captain questions

"Maybe she knows him," you say, trying to make sense of what was going on

"Uh? Hey! Where's the toy soldier" Luffy asks while looking to the side. Searching around the hall for the toy

"That man is him" Viola answers

"The toys were originally humans, but they were erased from our memories! Since the girl who did this, Sugar, passed out now, so our memories all came flooding back! He's the former commander of the King Riku Army - Kyros! The strongest gladiator in the history of the Colosseum!" She cries, collecting herself once more to continue on

"Wait, the guy they have the statue of?" Luffy asks

"Yes, but more than that, he's my brother-in-law, Rebecca's father!" Viola tells Luffy. You didn't understand much besides the fact that Rebecca was related to Viola. And the toy soldier seemed to have a pretty big role in this whole fiasco. You didn't know the whole story, but the toys being humans all along explained the creepy vibe

"But she said she didn't know that guy!"

"Once our memories are lost, they can't be regained till Sugar is stopped. Even so, he's watched over his daughter for the past ten years. Even though he was only a toy soldier to her, he's stayed by her side every day protecting her the best he could" Viola reveals the harsh trust she and her family have been living

Your heart broke at the tears streaming down the girl's face. The thought of forgetting somebody so close to you scared you as it is. Living it must have been hell for the man.

"I'm very sorry to hear that, Viola. We will work hard at bringing that pink idiot down" You quickly console the watching Kyros charge at Doflamingo full speed. His sword dashed through the air as it cut right through Doflamingos neck. The blonde head fell to the ground. It all felt like slow motion seeing it fall

It all happened quickly as you, Luffy, and Viola gasped. You could hear Doflamingos subordinates shouting and screaming at the sight of their leader being struck down

"YOUR BROTHER-IN-LAW IS CRAZY!" You whisper shout at the girl next to you

"Mingo just died! Well, that sucks! I was gonna be the one to kick his ass!" Luffy grumbles to himself. Not being able to reply as some guards appear down the hall, shouting at the three of you

"There they are!" "I see 'em!"

You turn your head to the approaching footsteps

"They found us!" Viola says

"Shoot!" One of the guards orders, as they all take their aim preparing to fire

Luffy thinks quickly as he wraps an arm around your waist. The other around Viola carrying you both like footballs. You yelp at the grip on you suddenly. Luffy jumps through the window. Heading straight towards the action

"We gotta go save Traffy!" He yells flying forward. Jumping through the window

You can see Kyros beginning to fight with a man in a yellow jumpsuit with big buck teeth. A jolly roger painted on the surface of the teeth. An interesting place to put anything if you ask me. The buck tooth man getting sent flying out the window. Screaming in defeat as Kyros started sparing against the girl in a maid-like outfit. Soon knocking her onto the ground

"TRAFFY! I'M HERE TO SAVE YOU" Luffy shouts as he rushes towards the scene. Law’s head lifting to face your direction. You couldn't help but feel embarrassed at the position you were in. You didn't know much about Law, but any girl would be nervous around the guy. Let's be honest he was fairly attractive

"Luffy could you put me down" You grumble, lifting your hand to cover your face in shame. Getting ignored by your captain as he yelled to the allied pirate

"OH, GOOD! YOU DIDN'T DIE!" He shouts. Removing your hands from your face, you now see Law's shocked expression.

"I thought we agreed you'd destroy the factory, Straw Hat. Did you? Or not?" Law interrogates as we approach closer

"Plans got mixed around" You reply, knowing Luffy wasn't gonna even try providing an explanation

"What is that supposed to mean, Y/N?" Law says

"It means no, obviously" you reply from under Luffy's arm

"Here's the key to his handcuffs," Viola announces showing the key to you and Luffy

"Wow! You're ready for anything, aren't ya?" Luffy teases. The two ignoring you and Law completely

Luffy approaches the throne Law was handcuffed too. His grip loosens, allowing you and Viola to stand back up on your own.

"Just a sec. I'm gonna get you outta here, 'kay?" Luffy says to law. The pirate groans before he speaks

"Thanks, but I'll pass. Our alliance from here on out is terminated. So get lost!" Law spits out, looking up at Luffy from the chair

"Huh? You're so selfish! I wanna keep working with you, so deal with it!" Luffy declares

“You also aren't the only one in this? We just went off plan once! You can’t just end an alliance like this" You argue

"Now you are both being selfish? I can leave when I want" Law remarks glaring up at the two of you

"Hurry! Use the key!" Viola cuts in

"Oh, right" Luffy says, taking the key from her hand

His hand shakes as he nears the Sea Prism Stone handcuffs. Nervous that he will accidentally touch it. Law's voice breaks the silence. Causing you to look up at him as he talks

"You do realize with the alliance called off, we're enemies? If you set me free, I'll kill both of you Straw Hats." Law taunts

"Luffy already made up his mind Traffy" You remind him, as you watch from behind Luffy

"That's it! This is hard enough to unlock with this dumb Sea Prism Stone, so stop squirming" Luffy shouts at the chained-up man

"Steady!" Viola says

"You two aren't even paying attention, are you?" Law shouts, his mouth open as he scolds the two in front of you. Viola crouches down next to your captain. Luffy struggling with the lock. His fingers constantly shaking, missing the lock every time. Stopping Luffy begins to whine

"This sucks! I quit! Why don't you do it?" He tries passing the key over to Viola. Her hand came up halting the boy

"I can't touch it either! I ate a Devil Fruit, same as you!" Viola announces. Both turning their heads to you at the same time. Questioning eyes prying up at you

“What about you, Y/N?” Luffy whines looking up at you

"OH DON'T ACT LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW!" You smack Luffy across the head for asking such a stupid question. Your captain deciding to play dumb at the worst time possible

Doflamingos' laughter grows loud as you all turn away from Law to where it's coming from. The sound emitting from the head lying on the floor in front of Doflamingos still standing body. Your eyes widen at the head on the floor with a wide grin, laughing

Pt.4

I THINK IMMA END IT HERE THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO WRITEE FOR NO REASON. I WAS NOT FEELING MOTIVATED BUT I WROTE ENOUGH TO FEEL DECENT. I wonder if yall would like this chapter or part? Idk I hope yall did I know it isnt much but im so excited for the next chapters mostly because its a lot of Luffy and Lawwwww. Kindaaa hehehe so yay