#one meel a day

[castleinthemist]

gonna do a third playthrough of successor of the skies.. co-op was fun even if it's kinda limited for the 2nd player but unlocking the mode to switch between isa & kachi should be good

[girlgenius1111]

sick day

alexia putellas x reader... mila fic illness strikes the putellas household, and alexia is determined to take care of her baby... even if she is sick too. you think about how far your wife has come. sickfic things :) soft mami alexia 🙂

Alexia’s alarm blared through the house, waking you up where you were passed out in the rocking chair in Mila’s room. Your daughter stirred, but was evidently too exhausted from keeping you up half the night to fully wake up. 

Somewhat grumpily, you stood up and stretched, before making your way to the bedroom. You were assuming Alexia had gotten up early and started to get dressed without turning off her alarm, leaving it to go off on her nightstand. When you walked into the room, though, and saw her still out cold in bed, you instantly knew something was wrong. You turned her alarm off and gently tried to rouse your wife. Her skin was hot to the touch, and you frowned, beginning to have an idea as to what was wrong with the blonde. 

Pushing a few sweaty strands of hair off her forehead, you watched as her face scrunched with discomfort. “Baby, wake up for me.” You murmured. 

Alexia just groaned in response, reaching out a hand to grab a fistful of your shirt, as if she was afraid you were going to go. 

“You’re really hot. Are you feeling okay?” 

Alexia shook her head mutely, squirming until she had kicked the covers away from one of her legs. You knew she was feeling bad, if only for the lack of jokes made about you calling her ‘really hot’. 

“Sick.” She mumbled pathetically, tugging on your shirt until you gave in and sat on the bed next to her. She snuggled into your side, radiating heat, and you tried not to flinch away when her warm cheek pressed onto your thigh. You carded your fingers through her hair, making a mental list of all the things you’d need to grab and make sure to do, the first of which being calling her out of training. Once you had texted the other captains, trusting them to pass the message along to the coaching staff, you focused back on Alexia. 

“I’m sorry you don’t feel well. Let me get you some medicine, okay?” 

You tried to slide out of her grasp, but she wouldn’t budge. Her arms remained wrapped around your leg, her cheek firmly planted against it. “No. Stay. Need you.” She murmured, not making very much sense. 

“I’m not going anywhere, I just want to grab something to help you feel better.” You told her, smiling a bit at the pout on her face, and the way she shook her head into you. 

“No. You make me feel better. Stay.” She insisted, pressing herself even further into you as if to prove a point. As you were about to respond, though, you heard a soft ‘Mama!’ come over the baby monitor, and Alexia shot upright. “Mila.” She said raspily, clearly delirious with fever as she tried to climb out of bed. You stopped her, gently pushing her to lie back down. 

“No. Stay.” You echoed her words from before. “I’ll check on Meels, you stay here.” 

“Bring her?” Alexia asked, relenting as she flopped back onto the pillows. 

You shook your head sympathetically, though. “No, I don’t want you to get her sick.” 

Alexia frowned but nodded nonetheless, gesturing for you to go to the baby, who was still making quite the racket. “Give her a kiss for me.” Alexia said sadly.

Alexia drifted off while you went to check on your daughter, picking her up and frowning at the heat coming off her skin as well. She whined, flopping into your chest without saying a word. 

Your wife startled awake when you reentered the room, looking surprised and concerned at the sight of a very grumpy baby in your arms. She was still in her pajamas, her cheek resting on your shoulder as she pouted, clearly feeling as awful as her Mami did. 

“Amor?” Alexia questioned, sitting up with a grimace as her head pounded at the movement. 

“She’s sick too, I think. She’s got a fever and she’s all stuffed up.” You commented. “So you two can be sick in here together.” You handed Mila to Alexia, heart almost bursting at the sight of Alexia carefully cradling her daughter to her chest and resting a hand on her forehead. Mila was still frowning, though she snuggled into Alexia as soon as she could. 

Alexia looked up at you in a panic. “She is really warm! We need to take her temperature and give her medicine and something to eat, and maybe some water, and we should call the doctor just in case,” 

“I’ve got it. I’ll take care of both my girls.” You assured her, pressing a lingering kiss to her hot forehead. “Just sit here with her while I get some stuff for you both.” 

You rushed around the house, gathering the thermometer, some crackers, adult and baby medicine, and snagging Mila’s plush bear that she was rather obsessed with, before heading back to your bedroom. You walked in, not really looking up at your wife before dumping everything onto the bed, and picking out the thermometer. You turned to Alexia, ready to wrangle her into letting you take her temperature, only to find her sniffling, her eyes suspiciously glossy. 

“Ale?” You said softly, stepping closer to cup her face in your hand. “Why are you crying?” 

“Did I get her sick?” Alexia asked tearfully, staring down at the slumbering baby. “Is she sick because of me?” 

You repressed a sigh, instead opting to lean forward and kiss your wife’s forehead. “Ale, you got sick today. You can’t have gotten her sick if she came down with it at the same time.” 

“Oh. Right.” Alexia sniffled. She settled back into the pillows, her arms keeping Mila held tightly against her. “I knew that. I can barely think straight, my head is all cloudy.” 

She sounded miserable, and you thought back to a time where Alexia would only admit what was wrong once she hit her absolute breaking point. 

—

You hadn’t thought about it, until that day, that in the entire year you’d been with Alexia, you’d never seen her sick. Either the woman had an insane immune system, or she didn’t let you see her sick. But with an important training session today, Alexia couldn’t avoid you like she normally would have. And for some reason, she was having a harder time than normal pretending she was okay. 

Her movements were sluggish, her eyes squinting from the sun in a way they normally never did. She’d barely had any water, and her hands shook whenever she pointed out where she wanted the ball. Everyone could see it, but no one had the guts to tell their captain that she looked like she shouldn’t be training. 

Well, no one but you. You’d watched on for long enough, hoping that she would take a break for herself, without anyone having to make her, but after she pushed away a water bottle handed in her direction, opting instead to glare off into the distance, you were tired of waiting. Her face had grown alarmingly pale, suddenly devoid of any color despite the high temperatures. Training was almost done anyway, and you quietly asked the coach for permission to try to get Alexia to step away and go home with you early. He easily agreed, able to see like everyone else that your girlfriend was barely still on her feet. It was alarming that she didn’t notice you speaking to him, even more alarming when she didn’t move even an inch when you grabbed her hand in yours. Normally, she didn’t like to be very physical with you at work, wanting to remain professional. 

“Ale?” You said gently. She just grunted in response, staring off at the sky with her jaw clenched. “Come on, baby.” 

You’d correctly clocked that she wasn’t speaking, for whatever reason, so she was unable to argue with you as you began to pull her towards the locker room. Her hand was clammy in yours, and she stumbled slightly next to you as you both walked. You wrapped an arm around her waist, steadying her. Only when you arrived in the changing room did you let go, guiding her to sit down on the bench in front of her locker. 

“Alexia?” You prompted, crouching down in front of her. She looked at you for the first time, eyes filling with tears. Hastily, you placed both your hands on her knees, trying to soothe her. “Talk to me.” 

“I… I might be a little sick.” She managed, blinking hard. “I’m okay, though. Really.”  

“Alexia.” You fixed her with a look which only made her look like a defiant toddler. 

She frowned at you, not used to being called out on the bullshit she spewed when she was sick. “It’s just a little… insect?” 

“A little bug.” You corrected with a smile, rubbing your thumb across her cheekbone affectionately. “Tell me your symptoms.”  

“No-”

“Alexia, we have a match this weekend and if you want to be better in time, you need to tell me how sick you are so I can help.” 

Alexia’s frown deepened, but she relented, dropping her head as she spoke. “Throat hurts. Really bad.” She croaked, coughing weakly into the crook of her elbow. “Head. Stomach. Nose is all… stuffed.” 

She seemed genuinely distraught to be so ill, like her body had betrayed her, which you supposed it had. But this is what happened when you ran yourself into the ground, not that you’d tell Alexia that right now. That lecture could wait. 

“Okay. We’re going to go home, take a shower, take some cold medicine, and you’re going to go right to bed.” 

“Amor,” She whined, looking longingly back out at the training ground. 

You scoffed. “I’m not asking Putellas. Get your bag.” 

With a sigh and a glare sent your way, she slipped her boots off and her slides on as you did the same. She stood, bag slung over her shoulder, looking absolutely miserable as you both began to make your way to the car. You reached for her hand, a bit relieved when she intertwined her fingers with yours; she wasn’t really mad, then. It was silent for a few moments, before her raspy voice pulled you from your thoughts.  

“Amor? Can you carry my bag?” She asked quietly, her face burning with shame… or maybe that was just the fever. Either way, you smiled encouragingly at her, nodding and throwing her bag over your shoulder. It was one of the first times Alexia asked you for help in a genuine, meaningful way, and it made you ridiculously happy. 

—

Alexia didn’t seem to have the same reservations now as she did then, and for that you were grateful. She dutifully opened her mouth to let you take her temperature, her fingers fidgeting with Mila’s wisps of hair. The baby was out cold on her Mami, letting out the smallest and most adorable snores you’d ever heard in your life. 

The thermometer beeped and you pulled it away to check the little screen, frowning down at the result. 

“What?” Alexia asked, feeling irrationally worried that her fever would be high enough for her to need to go see a doctor. 

“I don’t know, Ale. This says you’re really hot.” You said, eyebrows knit together as you looked back up at her. 

“Too hot?” 

You forced yourself to remain serious. “Maybe we should see a doctor… but I’m not sure who specializes in making people less sexy?”

Alexia’s frown gave way to a small smile before she forced a glare back on her face. “Tonta. You scared me!” 

“You were frowning too much, I had to do something.” You laughed, patting her cheek affectionately. “Just a small fever, don’t worry. Move Mila a bit so I can get hers?”

Alexia shifted her arms protectively around the baby. “Amor she’s sleeping, don’t wake her.” 

You rolled your eyes, picking up the other thermometer, the one that went across the forehead. “This won’t wake her.” 

Alexia stared at you as you took Mila’s temperature, smoothing the thermometer across her forehead.  “Why didn’t you use that one on me?” She asked, borderline pouting at this point. 

“Your head is too big for it.” You said casually, reaching for the box that had Mila’s baby medicine in it. 

“Hey!” Alexia protested. “I have a regular sized head!” 

You chuckled, reading the label on the back of the box to yourself before giving Alexia your attention. “Ale, amor, that is a baby thermometer.” 

“Oh.” 

“Oh.” You mocked, dodging her hand as it came out to lightly hit your arm. “She has to take her medicine with food, but her fever isn’t too bad yet so I think we can let her sleep. You should eat something so you can take something, though.” 

Alexia grew pale at your words, and she shook her head. “No thank you.” 

“Not hungry?”Alexia shook her head again, lips pressed tightly together. “Are you nauseous?” 

This time, you got a small nod. You handed her her water bottle, instructing her to take small sips. “You’re probably dehydrated. Let me get you some electrolyte water.” 

“And cough drops, please. And a cool washcloth for my head. And one for Mila’s. And-”

“I’ll get it all, Ale, don’t worry.” You promised, amused as you always were at how easily Alexia now allowed you to take care of her. 

“Thank you, amor.” She called out sweetly, shifting under the covers so that her and Mila were nice and tucked in.

You shook your head, impressed with Alexia for her growth, and honestly with yourself for forcing it. She had, once, been the most difficult patient.

—

It was routine, at this point, for you to show up at Alexia’s the morning after a match, coffee and pastries in hand. You and Alexia both needed time to unwind by yourselves, so you each spent the night at your own apartments, before spending the entire off day together. Really, both of you wished deeply that there was no night away from each other, but the prospect of bringing that up and seeming clingy terrified you both out of saying anything. 

You knocked, as you always did, expecting your girlfriend to quickly answer the door, still cozy in her pajamas, all ready to spend the day the way she most liked; with you. This time, though, there was no audible movement from the other side of the door, no Alexia greeting you with a soft smile and a peck on the cheek. You knocked again, torn between worrying for Alexia, and worrying that, somehow, you’d completely missed some signal that she didn’t want you to come over today. 

Before you could knock for a third time, though, the door opened, just a crack. Alexia looked horrible, her face sickly pale and a sheen of sweat visible on her forehead. She had a deep frown set on her face, one that you immediately matched. 

“Ale-?”

“Go home. Please.”

The thought of feeling rejected didn’t even cross your mind, too concerned by the raspy sound of your girlfriend's voice, the squint of her eyes as she looked at you. 

“What’s wrong baby?” 

“Just a headache. I’ll be okay tomorrow.” She rasped, attempting to shut the door on you. You shoved your foot in just in time, hearing her sigh as she allowed you to push your way into her apartment. All the shades were drawn, every light off, and you quickly shut the door behind you, stopping the flood of light from the hallway. Alexia relaxed minutely after you did so, though she continued to try to get you to leave. “Amor, please. I just need quiet and sleep.” 

For a moment, you felt unsure of yourself. The last, and only, time you’d seen Alexia sick, it had been a quick 24 hour thing, and there wasn’t much you could do for her. There wasn’t much she’d let you do for her, other than dropping her off at home and allowing you to make sure she had cold medicine in her cabinet. 

You reached out, placing your hand on her arm, feeling slightly emboldened by the way she leaned into the contact. “You can have quiet and sleep even if I’m here taking care of you.” 

Alexia shook her head, grimacing at the motion. “No, it’s your day off. Go do something fun, you don’t have to be here with me.” 

You gave her an odd look, taking her hand in yours as you began to pull her back to her bedroom. “I want to be here. Besides, I won’t have any fun knowing you’re miserable here all by yourself.” 

“But amor,”

“No, Ale. I’m staying.” 

Acting more confident than you felt, you guided her towards her bed, shoving gently at her arms to get her to sit down on the edge. She slumped down, barely having the strength to hold herself up, let alone argue anymore with you. You sighed sympathetically, cradling her cheek in your hand. 

“Just a headache?” You asked doubtfully. 

Alexia let out a noise that was somewhere between a whimper and a groan, opening her eyes to blearily look at you. “Maybe… maybe it is a migraine.” 

“Maybe.” You scoffed quietly, guiding her to lay down and pulling the covers up around her. “I’ll let you sleep in a minute, but have you taken anything?” 

Your girlfriend’s grimace deepened. “No. I do not need anything.” 

“Ale-”

“I said no.” Alexia snapped, guilt panging in her chest at the hurt look on your face. She knew, logically, that you were just trying to help but the prospect of taking medicine, of admitting that she really wasn’t okay was completely terrifying to her. She didn’t want to admit any weakness, especially not to you. She had to be the strong one. That was the role she’d always played in relationships, the role she played in life, and she didn’t intend for that to change now. 

Alexia had to be okay, so that she could make sure you were okay. 

Ridiculously, she felt tears cloud her eyes, a few threatening to fall as you turned around and walked out of her room without another word. She didn’t object, thinking that you were leaving, and she deserved nothing less with the way she’d treated you today. The blonde remained silent as she cried, squeezing her eyes shut as if that would lessen the pain in her head, and in her chest. Only now that you were gone did she realize how much she wanted you to just… be here with her. 

Too focused on breathing through her tears, she didn’t hear you walking back into the room until you were right next to the bed, thumb brushing a tear off her cheek. 

“You’re okay, love. You’re going to feel better soon, please just take these for me.” You requested, holding out your hand in which a few pills sat. Alexia’s eyes blinked open in surprise, her lip trembling as she looked up at you in wonder. She reached for the pills, still completely silent, taking them dry.  

“I am sorry.” She rasped after a second. You reached for her water, brows knitted together as you tried to work out what she was apologizing for. “You can go. You do not have to stay, I understand.” 

You shook your head, taking a seat on the edge of the bed and pushing her hair out of her face. It was down, probably only making her hotter, and you made a mental note to put it up for her when you had a second. 

“Ale, I told you. I’m not going anywhere.” You promised, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead. “Can I get you to eat something?” 

Your girlfriend still looked very confused. “N-no. I tried to eat and it didn’t go well.” She blushed heavily at the statement, but you didn’t look phased at all, continuing to stroke her hair. 

“Okay. Just small sips of water then. Anything else you need, baby?” 

Again, Ale shook her head. “No, I am okay. I am fine, amor, please do not worry or feel like you have to stay, I really feel fine-”

You cut her off, covering her mouth with your hand. She looked affronted, and you fought back a smile. 

“I’m staying, Alexia. And please stop saying you’re fine, you aren’t. It’s okay, you don’t have to be fine.” 

The blonde just blinked at you before slowly nodding her head. Her eyes were beginning to droop, her grip on your shirt loosening just slightly. 

“Okay, close your eyes. I’m just going to grab one more thing and then I’ll be back.” 

It only took a few minutes for you to grab a small towel out of her linen closet and wet it with cool water before returning to her room. Alexia’s eyes weren’t shut. Instead, they were open, tracking your every movement as she fought sleep. She sighed in relief when you laid the towel across her forehead, though she still clearly refused to let herself sleep, gaze still fixed on you. 

“Thank you.” She said softly, the words feeling inadequate, yet the look in your eyes told her that you understood how grateful she was in that moment. 

“Of course, baby. Do you need anything else?” 

Alexia hesitated for a moment, stealing herself before she took a deep breath and patted the spot on the bed next to her hopefully. You smiled at her, the sunshine smile she always got lost in, the sight of it making the pain in her head dull for just a moment. 

Before getting under the covers with her, you took your shirt off and discarded it onto the floor, for your benefit as much as hers. Alexia was absolutely radiating heat, but you didn’t dare pull the covers away from her while she was awake. 

Finally, you slid into the bed with Alexia. Nudging the midfielder forward, you situated yourself behind her, allowing her to rest back against your body. Her warm cheek turn to settle against your chest, and even though the towel touching your skin gave you chills, you were happy to provide her a bit of comfort. 

“Feeling a bit better?” You asked, brushing a piece of hair away from her sweaty forehead. 

“Yeah.” She admitted. 

She really was. Her head already felt better from the medicine, her body temperature wasn’t as suffocating, and the comfort she got from the feeling of being held by you was inexplicable. 

“You are… good medicine.” She mumbled, hands resting over where yours lay across her stomach. 

You smiled, pressing a kiss into her hair. Sick Ale, when she wasn’t being ridiculously stubborn, was incredibly adorable. 

—

It was this same medicine that Alexia preferred, even now. Years had passed, and she still swore that laying in your arms made her feel better than any pill she could take. Evidently, Mila agreed, because she’d spent the day either sprawled across either Alexia’s chest or yours. 

She stubbornly turned away from the little cup of medicine you tried to get her to take, grumpily grumbling into her Mami’s shirt as she hid from you. 

“Mila,” you laughed, running your nails up and down her back. The baby just grunted, though she’d started talking in earnest recently, phrases and sentences coming along nicely though she preferred one word answers most of the time. “Come on, baby. It’ll make you feel better.” 

“No.” Mila declared, clinging tightly onto Alexia’s shirt as if her Mami wouldn’t make her take the medicine she so despised. Which, in any other case, would have been accurate. Now, though, Mila’s temperature was high and she looked completely miserable. The medicine was necessary, and you both knew it. 

“Mila, venga.” Alexia pried her baby’s hands off her shirt, turning her around so there was nowhere for her to hide. Mila promptly burst into tears at the sight of you still sitting on the edge of the bed, the red liquid in hand. Alexia shushed her, sitting up with a frown, growing paler as she did so. 

“Don’t want it,” Mila sobbed, looking pleadingly between you and your wife. 

Alexia looked at you, and you looked right back at her. Being sick wouldn’t get Alexia out of having to play the bad cop; you’d made it clear that Alexia couldn’t just rely on you to be strict with Mila after the 10th time she picked Mila up from her tummy time before she was done. 

“I’ll take it with you, cariño, sí? You take your medicine, and Mama will put on a movie for you, and you can have some ice cream. Okay?” 

You rolled your eyes at the bribery, though you really didn’t care and were moments off of doing the same thing. 

“Okay.” Mila huffed dramatically, glaring as you brought the medicine to her lips. “No! Mami first.” 

“Vale, vale” Alexia chuckled, taking the cup from your hand and tossing it back easily. Mila watched her closely, looking somewhat placated when your wife didn’t make a face. You refilled the cup, smiling proudly when Mila allowed you to tip it into her mouth. She made a face, spluttering unnecessarily at the taste. 

“Yucky!” She exclaimed, frowning at the bottle of children's medicine until you put it on the nightstand, out of sight. “Ice cream.” 

“Okay, princesa. Ice cream.” You agreed, kissing her on the forehead and heading out of the room, not thinking to glance at your wife’s face. 

Something you would regret when you entered the room again, the question of if Mila wanted sprinkles or not on the tip of your tongue, only to find the two and a half year old sitting by herself on the bed, eyes fixed on the TV. 

“Mila? Where is Mami?” You wondered, glancing towards the bathroom door but not seeing a light coming from underneath. 

Wordlessly, Mila pointed to the bathroom, entranced by the movie playing. 

With a frown you walked to the bathroom door, knocking and waiting a beat before pushing it open. Alexia was hunched over the toilet, trying in vain to keep the sound of her being sick quiet. 

“Oh, Ale,” you sighed, leaving the door open a crack behind you before crouching down at your wife’s side. 

She finished, leaning back into you with an exhausted sigh. You flushed the toilet and allowed your wife to settle back against your chest. 

“Joder.” She swore. “That medicine is horrible, mi amor. I almost threw up all over Mila.” 

You laughed, running your hand up and down her abdomen. “I’m sorry, love. You were very brave.” 

She pouted slightly, sitting up off you and attempting to climb to her feet. “I’m just glad Mila didn’t throw up.” 

You got up too, wrapping an arm around her waist when she took an unsteady step towards the door. “Ale, don’t say that yet–”

As you were about to finish your sentence, almost as if she understood comedic timing, Mila shouted out from the bedroom. 

“Mami! Don’t feel good,” she cried, a tremble to her voice that told you what was coming. Abandoning Alexia in favor of saving your sheets, you moved as fast as you could out of the bathroom and to Mila’s side, arriving just a second too late. You rubbed her back as she threw up onto the bed, cringing internally at what cleaning this up would entail. Alexia stepped out of the bathroom, face going white again at the sight in front of her, wordlessly holding out her arms for Mila. 

“Bath time, mija.” She said soothingly, picking her daughter up and looking at you. “I can change the bedding once–”

You rolled your eyes fondly, gently nudging her towards the bathroom door. “No, Ale. I’ll handle the bed. You get her cleaned up.” 

Alexia nodded wearily, knowing full well she would only be capable of getting Mila clean before she collapsed back onto the bed in exhaustion. Hopefully, onto some clean sheets. 

“Sorry, Mami.” Mila whimpered, clinging on tight to your wife as she was carried into the bathroom. 

“It’s alright, Mija. I threw up, too. It happens. We just have to rest until we feel better, vale?” 

You smiled, beginning to pull the sheets off the bed. Ale had come so far her somewhat self destructive habits fading with time, and with love from you. She liked to take care of herself, now, if for no other reason than to be a good example for her daughter. 

You ended up under the fresh sheets and covers an hour later, your wife settled between your legs, back to your chest. You ran your fingers through her hair and she did the same to Mila, her daughter laid directly on top of her, dressed in a clean, fuzzy onesie. Mila was so much like your wife, and you were grateful for that every day. 

“Cariño? Do you want to take some more medicine?” Alexia wondered, rubbing her hand over her daughter’s back. After the earlier… incident… you’d agreed not to push the medicine issue, especially since Mila’s fever had dropped. 

Mila frowned up at her Mami, shoving her face into Alexia’s shirt. 

“No. Cuddles.” She grumbled. 

Alexia chuckled, kissing the top of her daughter's head. 

“Sounds familiar.” You noted, smiling softly at the shy grin on your wife’s face. "She's just like you."

“Yeah.” She agreed. “Thank you, amor.” 

Whether she was thanking you for Mila, or also reminiscing on her old stubborn self, you didn’t know. You just kissed her temple, happy to have given it all to her. 

“I love you.” You told her. 

“I love you too.” She whispered back. 

“Me?” Mila piped up, sniffling as she sat up and looked at the two of you expectantly. You and Alexia both laughed, your wife pulling Mila back down to lay against her. 

“Of course you, too, silly.” You said. 

“We love you the most.” Alexia promised. 

—

this has been in my drafts for. at least 3 months. maybe more. hope you enjoy :)

[nekomanager]

.—002 𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ♡ { TSUKISHIMA KEI }

one of TSUKISHIMA's university goals is to ruin the sassy student librarian and break all her rules; by the way, it’s you ◇ PART ONE - TWO (complete)

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 ⋮ rivals to lovers, library sex, deep throat, chikan, creampie

Tsukishima never thought things would escalate to this. Insane, irrational, preposterous; yet he didn’t really feel remorse, guilt or even disgust. No, he couldn’t bring himself to not when your fingers and lips were wrapped around his throbbing cock, your tongue twirled and head bobbed as you took the entirety of his length into your mouth.

His fingers tangled around the strands of your hair as he bit his lower-lip fighting any sound from escaping or else it would be humiliating. You looked up at him and saw his reddened face, contorting as if he was trying hard to control himself and his hips from not thrusting against your mouth. This gave you a good amount of confidence to tease him.

“Mu you meel ngood?” Your words were muffled as you slid your hand and mouth against him, your drool dripping from the side of your lip.

He smirked. Just because you’re blowing him so good, it didn’t mean he’s vulnerable and had lost in this little dirty game you play. Never.

Fisting a bunch of your hair, he controlled the movements of your head as he thrusted in and out of your mouth.

“Hngh-“ Your eyes widened at his sudden boldness. Your hands reached for his ass, squeezing and seeking balance with the way he was maneuvering your head. Tears pooled at the edge of your eyes and your pussy got even wetter, getting excited at the thought of his dick digging you deep just how his tip was hitting your uvula.

Tsukki felt the heat crawling up his face. He’s close! So close yet hearing your whimpers had brought him back to his senses. He swiftly pulled out from your mouth and took in how helpless up you looked like.

Cupping your face, he wiped away the wetness from your mouth, a mixture of your saliva and his pre-cum. His thumb softly caressed your cheek as he made you look up at him. Your teary eyes met his hazy ones and he felt a little bit of guilt. Maybe he went too far. His lack of inhibition had only proven how badly he wanted you.

It looked like he wasn’t the only one who messed up though. He looked on the floor and saw a pool of your own arousal. This hardened him even more and he felt his cock twitched at the sight. He gulped. Seeing you all lusty for him like this was a “go” signal for him to continue.

Tsukki couldn’t be more thankful of either Bokuto-san or Kuroo-san for sneakily slipping a packet condom in his jacket. Though he thought it was ridiculous at first, he never thought the day would come that would be of use. He lowered himself and whispered in your ear, “You made quite a mess. Looks like you’re not fit for the job.”

Before you could even retaliate, he abruptly slid inside your pussy, your legs wrapped around his torso as you embraced him tightly.

“Oh god…” you breathed out. He had both of his hands supporting your thighs as he he rammed inside you deep and long. His height was indeed a tell-tale sign of how lengthy his cock was. You tried not to let any sound escape but you couldn’t stop the tight-lipped whines from coming out.

Wanting more of him, you snapped your hips and met his thrusts. You just craved him deep, deep inside you and he knew how much you’re hopelessly trying to as he felt the same. He’s aching to have all of his length wrapped around your walls, so he stood up and pinned you to the shelf with his body.

“Ahh, ahhhmn-“ You buried your face into the crook of his neck as you felt the uncontrollable urge to moan due to the pleasure brought by your new position. It didn’t help that Tsukki heard footsteps approaching.

“Shhh…quiet. Forgot your number rule?” He hissed under his breath. “I think you should be punished for this.”

“No, mhm~”

He shut you up with a kiss as he bent his knees a little and thrusted into you upwards, hitting you deep and hard just the way you like it. He grunted against your lips, a sound heard by a student from the next aisle.

The student tilted her head as she felt frightened. This area of the library was the less visited one and was not really well-lit. There were many stories about this section yet she didn’t believe in them. She shrugged the idea off and went on to pick one of the books from the shelf, when she started hearing thuds that kept getting louder and louder. Eventually, a book fell on its own. Scared, she ran for her life.

Tsukki sighed in relief as he heard the footsteps dissolve. Now, he could solely focus on banging you against the shelf until all the books come falling. His hands were probably leaving a mark on your supple thighs as his hold became tighter.

His long upward strokes was making you lose your mind that you reached out from one of the racks, shoving some books to the floor in the process. The shelf swayed as he drove into you with full force.

“Tsukki! Tsukki!” You let out and bit his neck to cover your cry, feeling your orgasm approaching, while he hissed, nails digging on your bare skin. Both of you finally releasing the pent-up tension that was long overdue.

You both caught your breath as your pussy parted from his cock. Your eyes trained on him as he slid the condom off. God, you couldn’t even remember when he put it on. Also, you were surprised that he actually had one.

“What?” He asked, breathlessly, while zipping his pants. You just shook your head and put your panties back on.

“Go on, I’ll clean this up first.” You told him, pointing at the books that were knocked off the shelf. Much to your surprise, he didn’t go anywhere. Instead, he went closer to you, removing his jacket and wrapping it around your waist. He won’t definitely allow you to walk around with damp skirt, torn stockings and his hand prints on your thighs.

You looked at him in admiration and noticed the bite mark you left on his neck. You reached out for the spot and looked for yourself if you had any article to cover it. Tsukki rubbed the area and sighed, “I’ll take care of this.”

“A-Are you sure?”

“Yeah…” He replied, taking out his headphones and slinging it around his neck. You tiptoed and adjusted the item at the right angle and he held your face, taking your lips for a swift kiss.

“T-Tsukki?” You asked, wide-eyed.

He turned his gaze away. “It is what you think it is.“ He picked up a book on his way and said, “I should go now.” You nodded your head with a bright pink tint across your cheek.

From that day on, different students shared their own experiences of the library ghost. Some theorized it to be a vengeful spirit while others thought it was all just for clout.

“Are you okay?” You asked one of the students while you tried to pin close your blouse after losing some buttons.

“I just heard cries…” She whispered to you and pointed at the one of the sections. “Right there.”

You blushed and feint self-assuredness. “It could be the ghost.” You reasoned out, as if it was the truth.

Tsukki approached from behind you, commenting, “It’s already 21st century and you still believe in things like that.”

“Why don’t you go home, Tsukishima? You must be tired.” You shot back.

He scowled then let out a fake chuckle. Leaning forward, he placed a book in front of you and said, “I don’t think so.” He moved away and headed out of the hall. You opened the book and gulped when you saw that he slipped inside the two buttons he snapped out of your blouse.

The story about the library ghost didn’t stop. Cases such as lingering weird sounds, falling books and quaking shelves were very common that it instantly became an urban legend along with the rumors that you and Tsukishima were dating.

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[d011zk1ll]

Soooo... New years appreciation post time!!

Honestly, Tumblr is one of the few places where I can just. THINK. And I'll find like-minded people. Like .. where are you all irl??? At the beginning of this year I had, what? 50 followers. And now I have 300 something. Please don't ACTUALLY follow me, especially home! From ASMP, to SBG, I've found brilliant, creative people on this app. I've made some amazing friends, and some moots that I sit and marvel at on a daily basis. How I got here, I'm not sure. But I know some people have seen the entire progression, like @easybakeovenn (I'm praying that's Koda's easybakeoven account, if not!! I'm sorry random person/gen!!)

There will be special mentions under the cut, obviously!!

@what-is-going-on-im-confused ah... Good old Meels. I still sit and stare at the art you've made of Mao and Scarabella daily, I don't think you know how much I SCREAMMMEDDD at Koda when you showed me it. It's, well, incredible. YOU'RE incredible. You're funny, and one of my best mates. Though we still need to restart that stardew farm at some point... This time with the chickens... Thank you for helping me with alyanette august, and I'm really happy you did, because else you'd have hidden away in a corner somewhere, and we wouldn't nearly be as close as we are now

@rot-decay-erosion @catladymasterofsqirl RAGHHHHH I LOVE YOU GUYS. you always find the best stuff to play, and although I wouldn't trust Rot to drive a car, I'd still trust you with my life if I came down to it. You're both such, well I've said It a lot already but, brilliant people. It's always fun to hang out with you, whether it's taking and texting about random things, or playing horror games on call, it's always a nice way to Brighten my day!!

@easybakeovenn @drac0line1nn1t ah.. We've been THROUGHHHHH it the past couple years, we'll have known eachother for 2 years this year. Fucking fascinating. I've seen you both grow and I'm so glad I have, you're amazing people. Even if I don't get the opportunity to talk to you, Draco, often due to my Tumblr DMS being broken half the time, I'm still glad we're friends. We need to do Brighton again sometime!!! And koda... Don't perish when you move like a fish in a fishtank....

@thurio-edau thank you, for attacking me in my DMS and SWARMING me with one of my first SBG posts. Else I'd not have known half the amazing people like @ohquail or @fly-in-amber or Kaz (who's tag ive forgotten... I'm GREATTTT at this, if you couldn't tell) you're funny and I'll never forget when you cut the chocolate with that dagger necklace

Special mentions than I can't write a paragraph for because my early onset probable arthritis is kicking in and my wrists are dying slowly: @low-senka @carpetbug @primalmagic @afrogwhocantdraw @sashaishere14 @cookiedough77 @pineapple-sbg-official (I'm @cimonofficial I just didn't know your main and honestly, you're pretty cool so you make it here too!! YIPPEE)

And all my other moots. Ily guys MWAH happy new year!!

[refigiowen]

All I Need - A Celebration For A Nascent Butterfly

First 30%

I know not when it started, that agonizing pain within my heart. When i started to feel it, i felt like a butterfly that was soon to be.

Let me tell you about it, about me.

This city is an endless inferno, one even those at the top cannot fully escape. People are desensitized to everything, emotions as a whole, may they be love or fear - death as well has become a daily sight for everyone. The gods of this city, sitting atop their corporate thrones have taught us that the more you dare to feel, the less value you have. After all, emotions dictate the mind to think logically. Such is the biggest thorn in the eye of the corporations. And so many of us have stopped feeling alltogether, without any of us even realizing.

And i too was one of them, until i met her. She, who lit a flame within me that consumed all the grey and burned colors into the darkness that was my soul. But who she was, i cannot tell you. I don't know who she was myself.

It all started on just another, monotonous day at work. I walked into the office of Diveroli Workshop, my workplace, and was immediately approached by my co worker and dear friend Gabriel. I will not lie, i first saw him as a strange man, someone whom i should stay away from. But for some unknown reason i simply couldn't. Perhaps it was his openess to me, the fact that he would ask me about my day and my hobbies that locked away all feelings of negativity towards him and, instead, replaced them with feelings of friendship. Him and i would chat during work about all kinds of things.

And one day he would mention his wife and his son to me. It's not the fact that he had a wife and a son that surprised me, it was the entire concept of a family. A family, in most cases, is built on love between individuals. Love. Love is what stood out to me. What even is that? I did not know. "Say, you love your wife dearly yes?" I said to him, not looking away from my work. "Yes, of course, she's all i could ever wish for." He would answer. That wasn't the answer i was looking for.

"What makes you love her so much, then?"

"Her simply being her true self around me, i guess? We don't need to be doing anything and i would feel at peace as long as she is next to me."

"Just that?"

"Well, i suppose that her showing me a side of her that no one else knows is also something worth mentioning? I fell in love with her because of her true self, good and bad points, and because she felt like my other half. She was like a ray of light in a sea of fog, that fog being my own heart."

What he said sounded like nonsense to me. I could not understand his words, they sounded like gibberish in my ears. I nodded and we dropped the topic. But little did i know, i would soon come to understand them more than anyone else.

But his words kept echoing in my mind. Is that all this thing we call love is? I could not wrap my head around it.

Either way i finished my work and went home, before that i remembered to say goodbye to Gabriel. He told me that people do that.

I often times find myself questioning who i am as a person. I hardly even know what brought me here, to the Diveroli Workshop, and where i am now. I am a woman with a single friend, i make swords and all kinds of meele weapons for a living, and i live in a small apartment on the bottom floor. Truly, this life of mine is almost one which i don't lead myself. And yet i find a strange comfort in this loneliness. After all, this loneliness allows me to focus. But then again, focus on what? I hardly know myself, i hardly am aware of who i wanted to be, who i want to be now. Am i really [BUTTERFLY]? I felt a single tear run down my left cheek as i sat on my bed.

This post will be updated in the coming days. This is only the first 30ish percent of the chapter as this will cover A LOT of backstory for the Butterfly. Thank you.

[yankstrash]

meels was on the phone with her mom when gabe strolled into her room

"i got a-" she stops talking when she sees her boyfriend and gives him a little wave "100 on my last paper.. yes the history one.. mhm.. okay, well gabe just got here so i'm going to go but i'll call you later.." she puts the phone on her shoulder

"mom says hi" she says to gabe

he smiles, "hi mom, miss you."

meels smiles and brings the phone back to her ear, "he says hi and he misses you.. mhm.. okay i'll talk to you later.. love you.. bye."

she hangs up and puts her phone down, patting the bed beside her

"hi angel" she smiles as he makes his way over to her, leaning down to plant a kiss on her lips "i didn't know you were coming by."

"yeahhh" he sits beside her on her bed

"how was your day?" she asks as she puts a hand on the back of his neck, playing with the hairs there

he shrugs, "it was alright. how was yours?"

"good, took my last final and started packing my room." she smiles, but notices the lack of smile on gabes face

she gives the back of his head a couple scratches, "you okay?" she asks softly

gabe looks down as he fiddles with his fingers, "um.. i've gotta tell you something."

meels sits up a bit while keeping a comforting hand on the back of his neck, waiting to hear what he has to say

gabe sighs lightly

"wills signing."

the hand on gabes neck that was playing with his hairs stops moving

"..w-what?"

gabe just nods his head as he keeps it down

"he.. what?" meels asks again

"he's signing. a couple people from san jose are flying out tomorrow and he's gonna go to his parents to do it."

meels is shocked as she hears gabes words

will.. signing?

obviously they all knew this would happen eventually, but she along with their other friends were sure he would be staying at least another year

at least through sophomore year

another year of will

another year of the usa line

another year of the friend group

another year of post hockey game parties

another year of celebrating birthdays

another year of trips

another year of attempting to embarrass each other in class

another year of laughs

they were all anticipating another year of all these things

the bc friend group. one big, happy family.

and for meels, another year with the friends she had met and grown so incredibly close with after meeting her boyfriend at the beginning of this school year

"i thought he was staying another year?" meels asks

gabe shrugs, "i mean he never confirmed it, but... we kinda assumed he was. especially after lenny said he was staying."

gabes shoulders are sulked as he speaks, his head staring down at the ground the entire time

"so.. that's just it? he's leaving bc?"

gabe nods in response to his girlfriends question

"but, but.. bc. his families school. he's from mass. a-and winning a natty, and a beanpot! and worlds! and.. you."

"yep." gabe says very quietly

amelia doesn't mean to upset her boyfriend with her words, but she is shocked and overwhelmed at this news.

in the 8 months she's known will, she's learned so much about him. like how boston college is way more than just a school he's at to play hockey. and how he, ryan and gabe have been together and been linemates since high school. and how the main reason gabe himself chose to come to bc and play hockey is because of wills influence.

and now, after 1 single year, he's leaving.

she takes the hand that was on the back of his neck and rubs his arm

"are you okay?" she asks gently

gabe gives her a small shrug, and she knows he's not okay

she scoots closer and embraces her boyfriend in a tight, comforting hug.

gabe sighs into her shoulder as he fists her shirt

"i'm going to miss him so much." he whispers against her skin

amelias heart breaks at his words

gabes bestest friend in the whole world.. leaving. after all the years together.

"i know baby, i'm sorry. i'm so, so sorry."

she's trying to hold herself together for gabes sake, but this is not easy news for amelia to hear either.

he is gabes best friend, but has also become one of her best friends. out of all his friends, she is closest with will. they have classes together, they tear up the dance floor together, they sing drunk karaoke together, they get rowdy at football games together, they go for sweet treat runs together

he has easily become one of her best friends, and favorite people to be around.

amelia doesn't even realize when tears start falling from her eyes

gabe notices immediately, and pulls back to look at her

"meels.." he wears a saddened expression as he sees how this news is affecting his girlfriend

she shakes her head and wipes her eyes, "i'm fine.. i'm fine."

he gives her another sympathetic look, and more tears fall from her eyes

"i'm really gonna miss him." she whispers

gabe nods, rubbing her thigh in comfort

"me too."

~

there is a knock on gabe and wills shared dorm room door, and at the sound of a faint "come in", amelia enters the room

she's met with the sight of will, packing his things

that sight alone is enough to almost make the tears start flowing again, but amelia fights them back

will smiles when he sees her, "hey."

she returns the smile, though it is much more faint

"hey" she responds as she closes the door behind her

will is aware that gabe left to go tell amelia the news, so he figured her presence was a result of that and not because she's here to see her boyfriend

"i think this is the first time you're over here for me and not gabe-o" will jokes

amelia playfully rolls her eyes at his words, but her smile soon fades

he knows she knows.

she's not too sure what to say.

what are you supposed to say when one of your best friends is unexpectedly up and leaving after you just built a whole friend group and had the greatest school year of your life

not to mention, how far he's moving.

a few moments of silence go by, as amelia is unsure of what to say. instead, the only sounds made are faint sniffles

coming from amelia

she couldn't hold them back any longer.

at the show of her emotions, will takes a few strides forward before embracing her comfortingly

he says not a word as he hugs his good friend tight against his chest

will and amelia are not the, "you're one of my best friends, lemme give you a big hug!" type of friends. they're more like, "you're one of my best friends, lemme jokingly insult and bicker with you until you're so fed up you wanna rip my head off.. lovingly!" type of friends.

that's just how they are. they bicker like siblings, always poking each other until the other snaps and getting on each others last nerves

but they have oh so much fun doing it, and it's made them the best of friends

but right now, in this moment, jokes aren't going to ease the sadness that amelias feeling

a big, tight hug from her best bud that's leaving her and all of them in 24 hours is.

this is one of the rare times will and amelia aren't cracking jokes and disrupting everyone else's peace, but she would take this a million times again before cracking another joke with will if it meant he was staying with everyone just a little longer.

"i'm going to miss you so much." she finally breaks the silence

"i'm going to miss you too, meels." will says softly

she sniffles and pulls back a bit, looking at will

"why... it's so soon, smit."

she feels bad asking him that, but she can't help it. her heart aches at this whole situation

"i'm just ready, meels. this is my dream, and i want it so bad. i'm ready for it."

she decides against bringing up all the obvious reasons he should be staying, as this is not the time and place for it

instead, she just nods and re embraces him.

"it's not gonna be the same around here without you."

will chuckles lightly at her words

"you won't miss me, cmon."

"oh yes i will. who am i supposed to make fun of every single day and try to trip every time they walk by me??"

"ryan is always fun to trip."

amelia can't help but laugh at his joke

she pulls back as both their arms fall to their sides

she takes a look around the room at everything will has already packed, making the mood turn back to serious

"so.. tomorrow?" she asks

will gives her a tight lipped smile and nods his head

"a couple people from the sharks are flying in, i'm gonna head to my parents in the morning.. i want to have one big goodbye with everyone, so you better be up for it."

"duh. of course i will be, dumbo."

and they're back to their normal selves

..almost.

she looks at will, and gives him a small nod

"i'm proud of you. i'm really, really proud of you, will. y'know i've thought you were a big headed idiot since the day gabe introduced us, but you've really become one of my best friends." she shrugs "not gonna be the same without you, but i'm happy for you. you're gonna be great."

will smiles and gives her another hug

"thank you meels.. love you, mean it."

"i know you do.. love you, smit."

[goingroundincircles-ontrack]

Day 3: @hufflepuffcookie requested this one!

Is é mo chorp tempaill an scrios,

Inneall an chogadh,

Pirimid ag tithíochta gráin na mílte,

Staid ina théann búir an buile ina sú searbh an duairceas.

- Abigail, The Neighbour's Under The Bed

Pronunciation guide under the cut!

Iss ay moh curp tamp-ill on scrish

In-all on cug-ah

Pyramid egg tih-hee-ukt grawn nah meel-ta

Stahd in-a hay-ann boor nah bwill-a in-a soo sharv on door-kiss

I'm still taking requests for this project too!

[joenotexotic99]

How they are when you have a hangover.

A/n I want to thank you all for the support. It's helps me a lot and I appreciate it so much. Thank you <3

Warnings: fluffff, vomit (nothing wild but just to put it out there) drinking themes, some language.

Masterlist

Eugene roe

-when you came home from drinking he knew from your slurred speech and your extra flirty behavior that you were going to have a nasty hangover. He made you drink lots of water before you went to bed as well as some pain killers and toast in hopes of an easier morning. Yet you woke up with a nasty migraine and nauseous. He's there with you as you slowly get through it. Blocking out the light and helping you rehydrate yourself. Making sure you take another dose of pain medication when its time.

"You don't have to do this you know"

"Yes I do, drink up"

Dick winters

- will get you anything you might need. No second thoughts. Holds back your hair when you are over the toilet. He makes sure you are back safely in bed with a glass of water. He then makes his way to the store getting everything and anything. Pain medication, cold patches for your head, electrolytes, comfort meals, favorite snacks. He makes sure you rest and feel taken care of. So sweet omg.

"I know this sucks but it will be over shortly ok sweetheart"

Bull Randleman

-he's been around the block once or twice. He's not afraid to help. You don't make it to the toilet at one point he goes to clean up without protest. You try to stop him. Making a point on how gross your situation is. He just chuckles and continues. You want to be stubborn with this but you hurt everywhere so you sorta just let him. If you ever feel good enough I feel like he would take you out to breakfast to eat a good warm meel.

"I am the grossest human on the planet right now. You have no need to be here right now"

"I'm going to pretend like I didn't hear that"

Lewis nixon

-lets be honest here, he's hungover too. This is definitely not your first time around. You too are like matches and gasoline. As soon as alcohol comes around, having a hangover is set in stone. You might even have to just sit in nature if it gets bad. you know? He will do his very best though don't worry. He knows very well how to treat hangovers. He has it down to a t. Will pass his wisdom to you. By the end of the day it was like you never drank.

"Holy shit nix I love you"

"I love me to"

"Shut up"

Babe heffron

-He isn't as experienced as the rest of easy company but that doesn't mean he hasn't had a hangover before. He doesn't have the "wisdom" of Lewis but you bet your ass he's going to try his very hardest. He knows the feeling of hangovers and he's well aware that they aren't fun. Will pull your hair back and put a cool rag on your head. Help you relax in the shower when you don't feel as much as a sack of dehydrated shit. Cook a good breakfast and eat with you on the couch.

"Sorry i was a mess today, you shouldn't go through all this effort for me"

"You're stuck with me for the rest of your life, better start getting used to it"

[saltygilmores]

One World, Part Dos. Make A Wish Meels just wants to die in peace but this girl insists on wasting his precious days left on Earth forcing him to play Pictionary. Part tres to come.

(Nice pen throw for someone who’s on his deathbed)

[bluespace-writer]

You said you'd be up for writing some spydad? That's awesome!! I would love to read something fluffy but I want to give you total creative freedom. I understand if you aren't up for it/won't get around to it for an bit, either way tysm for the offer!

Mission, father

◇ Spydad action story [Spy and Scout]

artwork by me

Today was an unusual day. Why? Because Miss Pauling send Scout and Spy, together, on a mission. She was saying that:

"I need it to be done fast and quietly" said Pauling, while talking to Spy who was using only available phone in the area.

"Miss Pauling, are you sure I can't continue this mission alone?" Spy asked with hope that he can convince her to let him finish the job alone.

"I really wish you could do this alone too, but in this mission two people are needed, and your and Scout's skills are they most compatible for this-"

"Ayo Miss Pauling, you called?" Scout hearing his named through phone, immediately snatched it from Spy's hand.

"No Scout. I was just-... mentioning you..."

"Oh...right. So um, can ya remind me- i mean- US what exactly our mission is?"

Miss Pauling sighed, as she opened one of the many files on her desk.

"As I was saying back in the base Scout, you and Spy have to get inside this building, to take down taget that is causing problems for the Administrator and take golden statue of platypus. We have suspicious that it might be made out of australium, so remember, don't mess this up and come back alive. Pauling out..... heh I always wanted to say that"

"Wait Miss Pa- anddd she hang up. Alright, so let's get this over with" Scout was ready to run straight into the emery's building, but Spy grabed him by his t-shirt to stop him.

"Not so fast Scout. We can't just rush in there like that, we need a plan"

"Tsk. Whatever fancy pants. So, what is your plan?"

. . .

"Ugh, remind me to never listen to your stupid plans ever again" Scout complained while both of them were walking through the sewers, trying to get inside the building as unnoticed and fast as possible.

"Don't be so delicate now. We have sewers at base too."

"Yea we do! But our sewers are cleaner than those. Smell better too, bleh"

Scout hold hand over his nose while continuing to complain. Soon they reached small room, with stairs that leaded upstairs and corridor to the left.

"Alright, we are now in the death zone, take your meele weapon out and be ready, remember, we use guns only when necessary. We don't want to draw attention to ourselves- what are you doing?"

While Spy was giving speech Scout in the meantime started to walk not upstairs but down the corridor.

"Well, I'm going to get that australium statue, aren't I?"

"But you do not know were it is. And I don't think it's there Scout."

"Why? Because you think I can't find it cuz I'm stupid or something?"

"Do you want sarcastic or realistic answer?"

"Whatever fancy pants I'm going there, and I bet I will find that ple...ply...pla-tu-parus myself!" Scout run down the corridor, disappearing behidn the corner. Spy stared at it for some time, before using his watch to disappear. The mission has officially started.

. . .

Spy took his knife out, moving through corridor and mumbling to himself.

"He never listens, always too stubborn. He takes after his mother... I won't even be surprised if he's going to come back screaming and runing away from some kind of the danger he caused. As always."

Spy walked for some time before he noticed doors at the end of the corridor, with yellow light coming from under it. He slowly walked up to them but when he reached for a handle, doors suddenly opened. He jumped and quickly hid himself behind rock statue of a woman dancing with platypus-headed man.

"I WANT THIS TO BE GONE" bald tall man shouted at the phone.

"What? I do not CARE! That old hag broke contract with me, she found out I know about use of the australium. Yes. She wants me killed. But i won't let her send people after me. No. I won't die like this, I won't give her this satisfaction. I want you to activate protocol B-ye. Yes I know this place will bow up THAT'S THE POINT! Who is the boss here. Yea...so shut up and START IT NOW !" man angry craked his phone with his hand, and walked away.

Spy came out of his hideout and walked through, now opened doors, into the security room, full of tv screens. He noticed count down on one of them: 'Protocol B-ye will activate in 25 minutes'.

When Spy turned his head he noticed Scout, fighting with the guards. He quickly run out of the room to find him. They needed to run.

. . .

"BONK b!tch!" Socut hit last of the guards with his bat. He laughed and continued to check the rooms.

"I don't even know why Miss Pauling wanted two people to go together. It's so easy, like fighting with easter bunny"

Scout noticed giant metal doors, next to it was panel with numbers.

"Huh. I wonder" Scout preseed four of the buttons.

"Invalid password. Please write correct password to enter"

"Ah! Alright. Sooo 1234?"

"Invalid password. Please write correct password to enter"

"Hm how about 6969?"

"Invalid password. Please write correct password to enter"

"Uhhh 95...7...3?"

"Invalid password. Please-"

"UGH! STUPID SECURITY SYSTEM! WHY ARE YOU SO HARD TO BREAK?! I bet Solider would be stupid enough and say "we in America just press 1111" "

"Beep! Password accepted."

Giant metal started to open, leaving Scout with jaw dropped as he slapped his face.

"Of course. At least hard part is over"

This is when he noticed that in the middle of the room was golden statue, sitting next to it were 4 real platapuses, on top of that they were surrounded by red lasers that touched probably would trigger alarm, spikes on the walls, and small squiky toy on the ground. Scout rolled his eyes as started to crawl under the lasers, soon he had to stand up and get closer to the wall, almost impailng himself by spikes, then he triped but luckily for him there was no more lasers. He walked up to the statue, gently picking it up.

"Heh. Easy" This is when he accidently put his foot on the squiky toy. He turned his head ready to be attacked by the 4 animals that were still sleeping.

"Phew."

But this is when alarm turned on.

"Oh come on! Really?!"

'ATTENTION! PROTOCOL B-YE IS ACTIVE. YOU HAVE 15 MINUTES TO EVACUATE'

"Protocol B-ye?"

Suddenly Spy stoped in front of the doors looking at Scout.

"Scout get in here! We have to go, now!"

"Hey! But for the record i didn't start this alarm-!"

"Just get in here!"

Scout started to slowly crawl under the lasers. Spy panicked and shouted at him.

"STAND UP AND RUN YOU IDIOT! THOSE ARE JUST LASER POINTSERS!"

Scout tood up, noticing that lasers- do nothing to him. He looked at one of them, seeing those are in fact small laserpointers just taped to the walls.

"Ah crap."

"JUST GO!"

Both of them started to run as alarms rang wildly. Scout was faster than Spy so he was a bit left behind. This is when another communicate was made.

'ATTENTION! 6 MINUTES BEFORE THE EXPLOSION. EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY'

Time was runing out. Soon Scout finally got to the exit but this is when he felt pain his left leg after hearing a gunshoot.

"AHhhhh!" Scout triped, dopping the statue, that rolled down the stairs, near the exit. As he turned he noticed tall bald man standing with his weapon pointed at him.

"I was right." The man spoke "The old hag hired you to get me ...didn't she? Pathetic. I thought she send here an actual threat." Man picked Scout by his neck.

"Ugh- let...me go!" Scout shouted.

"No. Why should I. If i have to go down anyway, i may as well take down one of her mercenaries with me." Man laughed, as he started to squeeze his neck even harder.

This is when Spy runned out of the room. He saw stature near him, close to the exit, but upstairs on his left he noticed big bald man holding Scout by his neck, walking further into the building. Spy was someone who's all missions were successfull. He never failed, he would sacrifice anything to achieve victory. Anything......but, anyone?

Scout punched the man into the face, blood run out of his nose, but he didn't let him go.

"Ha. Look at you. It's actually really funny to see you like that."

Scout couldn't even talked back, as he started to feel dizzy from lack of the air in his lungs.

"Ha! You are so peth- AHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

This is when man screamed and let Scout go, while collapsing on the ground. Scout looked at dead body of the bald man noticing butterfly knife in his back. This is when he felt that someone picked him up. It was Spy who started to run with him, jumping out though the window.

'PROTOCOL B-YE ACTIVED'

This is when explosion happend. It wasn't enormous one but, it was big enough to destroy the center of the budling. Spy looked back to see it seeting on fire. He looked down noticing Socut on the grass, not moving at all...

"Scout?... Socut!!" Spy run up to him, checking his pulse. He was alive but unconscious.

"You idiot! You almost got yourself killed!" Spy shouted. Scout's eye were still closed. This is when he realised he was screaming at unconscious Scout...but why?

Spy couldn't help but noticed his own hands started to shake as tear showed up in his eye.

"You almost died you idiot..." this is when something triggered Spy, he didn't knew if it was shock from the explosion or "parental" instinct but he hugged Scout. He hold him close, holding him after years for the first time. His mind went back in time. This is when he saw himself holding Scout as small child...he remembered how he was holding his small hand...and now?

He hugged him, not knowing why, he just wanted him to be okey, to wake up, to be alright...he wanted his son to wake up. This is when Scout slowly opened his eyes, he felt that someone was holding him. When his vision cleared he noticed businessman suit.

"Uhhh. Spy? What are you doing?"

On these words Spy backed up quickly.

"I- I was just chekcing your pulse.."

"Were you hugging me? Wait- Are you crying?"

"It's because of the smoke." Spy quickly cleaned his eye from tears.

"You choose me over the statue... why?"

Both of them looked at each other before Spy smirked.

"I didn't do it because I cared. I did it because that statue wasn't made out of australium. It wasn't even made out of the real gold!"

"Oh yea? And how could you know?"

"Under it was sticker which says: Custom made platypus statue from Toys For Rich Pets factory. Didn't you see?"

Socut scoffed, lifiting himself up.

"Yea yea whatever you say old man-" he almost triped but Spy caught him.

"Here. We need to get out of here fast. I don't want you to waste my time by passing out again." Spy supported Scout while both of them walked to the car.

"But you careeeee" Scout smiled. This is when Spy messed his hair.

"Shut up will you? You might pass out..."

"Heh. You do care" Scout said with big smile on his face.

Spy meanwhile mumbled quietly

"...maybe I do."

. . .

When they got back to the base Scout visited Medic, to heal his injuries. After he came back he was good as new (and probably had another organ replaced).

He walked up to Spy, and took his hat off.

"Hey uh. Thanks back there. You know...for savining me and all"

"Don't mention this... it's nothing."

Scout rolled his eyes and walked up to Spy hugging him. Spy didn't push Scout away, as usually, but he actually put hand on Scout's shoulder, letting them hug for a while. This is when he came back to reality and pushed him away.

"Okey. You need to rest now. This mission wasn't easy and the next ones are going to be much harder. So go."

Scout smired while walking away. Spy meanwhile smiled a bit, as this warm feeling came to his heart. For the first time he acted like a parent...like a father.

Maybe this mission...wasn't so bad after all.

[Yooo! I'm glad you requested it! I'm so happy you saw my post and you texted to me! Thank you! .Hope you like it! It may not the best...but if you want I can try write more bonding father/son things in the future!💀💙]

[ghostmegumi]

hiii do you still like borginia! share a few hcs you have for each canonical borginian character! except maybe romein letuce or whatever it was. but yes zinc lablanc too! if you don't have hcs make them. Up

Borginia... My country...

Anyway so uuhhhhhh i think i have to think about this one, who is even canonically Borginian uhh give me a sec

Okay so starting with Machi?? I honestly dont know what to say about him honestly. I think he is very quiet and non-yapping and he has a lot of interests he just doesnt talk about, like one day you will randomly find out that he likes dinosaurs and archeology and no he will not mention any of it ever again.

Lamiroir is not quite from Borginia, but she is stated as Borginian in the wiki so she will be here too!! ! I think she is generally really forgetful because of her amnesia(?? As far as i remember) and can easily forget big things while still remembering little details.

ZINC LABLANC i actually liked him very much!!! And he is from my favorite AAI case so bonus points here. He's an art dealer, and i think he sells way more than just regular socially acceptable art, but also the things he considers art himself, and these things include stuff like rare figurines and plushies. Yes, he does have a mandatory Miku figure.

No i will not add Ackbey Hicks here i somehow cant stand him honestly.

Cammy Meele! One of my highest kinns and favorite characters. I actually dont have many headcanons about her.

Back in the day it was very frequent of her to end up in various random places without any explanation how she even got there, ironic that she stopped doing it when she became a flight attendant.

?? Im pretty sure thats all

[calritchie21]

she texts him afterwards “don’t bother sleeping over, i don’t know what i did to deserve you ignoring me but it’s just one bad game so don’t take it out on me.”

meels and ellie definitely give him dirty looks after the game when this happened and then the next day when he comes over they’re still giving him looks

ellie: im just gonna go to drew’s so i don’t hear yelling or sex…

meels to ryan: better not do something stupid, you’re on my shit list right now still

[hungnitan]

Code Geass Lost Stories Main Story Summary (contain spoiler if anyone play this game)

I wrote this within mind everyone known Code Geass Lelouch of Rebellion stories

So far, main story split into three part, 13 chapter for R1, 4 chapter for chapter 1.5 and still unknown for R2. For R1 and most likely R2 too, it's basically same like anime with additional our MC PoV + their own problem so here I only talk about the difference happens in R1 :

Disel (MC family name) family are Japanese-Britanian worked for knightmare's energy filler division. As MC parents got killed, they adopted by Claris Garfield, Disel's assistant. In short, they want to revenge on Britania as they killed their parents. This one still speculations but there's indication that MC using a geass on themself to forget the past.

As MC studies at Ashford academy, she coindentally heard conversation Lelouch CC saying that he want to crush Britania then asked for join forces as they have same purpose. So she become Lelouch's backstage supporter but different than CC, they actively support Black Knight as their second ace and even become a Britania spy for providing information.

Funny enough, MC joining Britania at special division as Suzaku's coworker

Mao didn't get introduce since MC busy with their spy mission (lol)

Later story, it reveal that MC parents killed by their aunt named Kali, the reasons why Kali killed MC parents so far I know it's just yandere sisterly things (lol) and now she want to kill MC too. R1 ended with with MC vs Kali while Kali injuried badly. Of course they don't know the reasons her injuries since it's knightmare fight (at R2 Lelouch telling them) and they still not know that Kali killed their parents too.

After Black Rebellion, MC become a main devicer for special division since Suzaku appointed as Knight of Seven. After MC learn about Lelouch disapperance, they still doing their spy mission while wait for him to comeback.

Main story 1.5 started around one year blank R1 and R2 from different person PoV (sometimes MC sometimes not). It's basically just side story since every chapter just contains 10 chapter while R1 contains around 14-20 chapter. These sidestory explained many things missed at R2 like the reasons custom knightmare become so many at that time and many area under Britania rebelling after Black Rebellion.

Chapter 1 (MC PoV) : Story started from Suzaku mock battle to become Knight of Seven, introducing additional two new character for support devicer Schnee and Red, and some side battle at area 2 along with MC. That time MC got a new meele knightmare

This chapter explain some info like Schnizel fully support special division since he thought knightmare battle could change the course of war and that's the reason he send two new devicer to Lyord. In this side story there's indication Red send there to giving information to Kanon

Chapter 2 (Britanian and Black Knight PoV) : For black knight PoV story started from Urabe and Kallen go to India for searching Lakshata to repair Guren's right hand which is broken after Black Rebellion time. While Britania learn that information, they send a Glinda knights for clean up. Additionally from Britanian PoV story started from Schneizel start mass produce Lancelot test drive. It introduce a new Britannian family member Marybell along with her knight Oldrin plus Kimmel. If anyone remember, Kimmel is a should be Vincent user as he killed by Rolo at R2. As test drive success, some rebel group attacked that place then Suzaku save the day. Tbh I never read Oz the reflection so I don't know details around Oz and Glinda knights (lol)

This chapter came with small details like Schneizel came up with mass produce Lancelot for everyone no matter how good the devicer to use, that's the reason Kimmel came and become Vincent user at R2 since he's just an ordinary user (lol). There's Cornelia meets Oz for searching more geass information

Chapter 3 (Britanian and Black Knight PoV) : For britanian PoV story started from Suzaku along with Schnee Red MC gone to other country to repel the rebellion. This chapter explain Suzaku title as "white devil" since he basically swop the rebel alone (with geass live too of course lol). From black knight PoV, Kaguya Diethard Lakshata came to China for protection and prepare things if Zero cameback while Kallen Urabe gone to Yokohama as their team still on chase with Britania army and meets CC there. CC too still on run after geass special corps keep chasing her

This chapter introduce two original characters, Benio (Kallen's fangirl which she rescued at special administrative zone of Japan which later became Kallen underling) and Savitri (if I remember right, she's appear at Code Geass movie as Lakshata underling)

Some small info like Uni Europe rebel (Boukoku no Akito story) already done after general Smiley get killed so yeah it's just an afterstory, Anya Gino Bradley show their face to Suzaku for first time and Gino explain that even Rounds too still using a Glasgow custom at that time.

Chapter 4 (Black Knight & MC PoV) : This chapter started from Kallen Urabe CC invade Yokohama port to taking Black Knight knightmare which got themself into battle with Glinda knight. On MC PoV, they comeback to Ashford academy without knowing everyone changes after Charles put a geass on them and shocked especially after knowing Lelouch live normally alongside with his fake brother Rolo

So far R2 release around chapter 3 but I really like it's direction, some Oz the reflection and new characters element here makes additional info become entertaining to read

I gonna make R2 summary soon~

[wildstar25]

MiqoMarch Day 24 - Free Day

AU Jobs pt.4: RED MAGE A mix of magic and meele, one would think Red Mage would be a perfect fit for Arsay; however, she's never quite been able to grasp magic not based in patterns and shapes. Not to mention, she'd quickly find herself depleted of her own aether after casting a few spells.

[yankstrash]

gabe’s 19th birthday !!

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amelia.ln: out of the billions of people in this world, you are the easiest & my favorite one to celebrate. can hardly remember a time without our strolls around boston, post class lunch dates & air kisses over the glass at hockey games. you make life sososo much better, gabriel. happy birthday to you, my love. can't wait for infinite more spent with you 🤍 hopefully you take less trips to the penalty box in your 19th year of life, you have too much fun in there.

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gabeperreault44: if gabe and aram don't end up in the sin bin together the game doesn't count.

↪️ amelia.ln: truuuueeee

gabeperreault44: thank you my lovely girl, i love you ❤️❤️

↪️ amelia.ln: i love you sweet baby

_willsmith2: how cute meels

↪️ amelia.ln: i tried smit

grumpy.boldy: the fuck is that hat gabe..

↪️ gabeperreault44: you don't like it??

↪️ grumpy.boldy: no.

aram_minnetian: i'm offended being cut out of that penalty box picture

↪️ amelia.ln: is it your birthday??

↪️ aram_minnetian: ..yes?

↪️ amelia.ln: wrong.

ryan.leno_4: don't worry i've got his birthday kisses covered today

↪️ amelia.ln: i think the f not

↪️ ryan.leno_4: too late.

↪️ amelia.ln: ryan, you truly make all my days worse.

jacob_fowler24: gabe day is my favorite i love gabe so much

↪️ amelia.ln: i know you do jacob 🥰

↪️ gabeperreault44: @ jacob_fowler24 love you babe 🫶🏻

olivermoore11: GABE!!!!!!!!

↪️ amelia.ln: GAAAAAABEEEEEE!!!!

drewf2: you sure you like this guy??

↪️ amelia.ln: i don't know, he's pretty weird..

↪️ gabeperreault44: love me.

_willvote: i love a gabe-o celebration

liliane_perreault: i love this!! i can't wait to see you soon 💗💗

↪️ amelia.ln: I'M SO EXCITED!!!!

schulzyy_: gabooooo

[blackrosesinthestars]

Character Creation Challenge, Day 10: Perils and Princesses

[Insert here a Into the Woods lyric]

Perils and Princesses is a game based on Fairy Tales and the princesses within it. The book feels like a classic Grimm brothers book, but instead of golds there are pinks mixed with the blacks, giving it a femenine perspective to this tales. This also contains my favorite piece of text which is saying that Bilbo Baggins and Luke Skywalker are technically princesses, which valid but still very funny, but i understand the point.

I grew up with Disney and Princesses movies, but i always liked when the princess fights back (maybe that's why my favorite Disney movie is Mulan), so i feel like this is going to feel cathartic, in a good way,

Character Sheet on hand, let's make a badass princess.

Rosabella of GoldenHill was a sheltered princess. She was not allowed to go outside of the castle for reasons she didn't know. So most of her childhood and teenage years, she spent on the castle's library, getting to know as much of the outside world through books. She also got information through the gossips of servants and nobles alike. She was fascinated. One day, she noticed something amiss in the castle's gardens. A creature she never seen before. How did it got there? Scared of her presence, it got away. She then researched about it. A "racoon". Weird but cute creature indeed. She then spent more time on the gardens, hoping that creature came back, and she got snacks to lure it. One night it did, with a person, yet people don't glow with the moon's light. A beautiful person, petting the racoon. When they noticed her presence, he nodded and started walking into a direction within the gardens. Desperate for company, she followed, and the only thing she found was a gate (was there a gate there before?). She crossed it and found herself and the racoon outside. At this discovery, she went back inside, grabbed anything it could be useful and went back to the unknown, followed by her new furry companion. Now Rosabella of GoldenHill, and her new companion, Grey of GlitteringCorner (Grey for short) will explore what for her is the complete unknown.

A long one, it's been a while since a wrote a long paragraph, but it seems like this character motivated me. Probably the fact that there was a racoon motivated me, i love racoons. This is also technically a meele character which is out of the norm for me, but we take those.

This seems like an interesting game, their motifs are apparent even in the character creation. And it is very complete, with various tables to define your character, and get to know them to head to toe, with space for imagination of course. I would like to play Rosabella, her story is compelling. And maybe play this with my group, i would honestly give this game a shot, the aesthetic is so compelling and whimsy, without ignoring the darkness some fairy tales have. I like it a lot!