#ooc- HAI SORRI I WAS BUSY

[salvation-brought]

She looks around for a moment, walking closer to her other self. Her hair flows elegantly & gently behind her.

"It is just the two of us, correct?" She's a bit hesitant. She doesn't wanna be actively malicious around certain people, no no, that would give her away.

"Hm, another one? There were so few...now there are so many."

"Nonetheless, greetings & salutations."

-@divine-a-gift-from-above

Hm? Oh!

Greetings and salutations to you as well, other me!

*She has a rather excited smile on her face.*

I’ve heard quite the rumors about you… and I must say, if any of them are true, then I am extremely impressed.

[grimowled]

👀 🦉 🔥

[guns-blazing]

tumblr in the uty universe

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I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO WRITE POSTS. HELP ME.

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(open rp)

*The sheriff wanders the desolate desert for hours. He is seeking any sign of where he came. Nightfall is fast approaching, and he would prefer to not stick out the night in the cold.*

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"Hey." says a voice behind him. When the sheriff turns around, he sees Richson towering over him. He is a tall, thin man with dark skin. He has no hat, but his hair covers his eyes and falls down to about the middle of his back. If someone were to see his eyes, they would see them as dark as night. His quite fancy suit, while still dark, has some tasteful hints of color- red and blue.

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ugh i hjaate deja vu. i jus am siting in myhoude unpacking a gift from a friedn trying to shake the paking peanuts outta my hair and then bam! wave of overwhelming and inconsolable grief that parilyzes me for several minutes!

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what

#feathers are you okay #ooc

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Why is it so hard to find girls with some whimsy 🙄

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hai

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Why is it so hard to find girls with some whimsy who won't disappear into the haunted woods for days at a time if you tell them we aren't ordering pizza 🙄

#gf

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gosh every time i rewatch kissy cutie im blown away by how GOOD it is!!! like the euphoria that cat girl gives me... ur right mew mew i won't give in yet...

haters will hate but it will ALWAYS be the best show 😘

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kill yourself

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kill yourself

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🎈dalvmusicfan Follow

Hi again everyone! Hope you've been well.

Sorry for my inactivity, it's been a busy couple of days. On the bright side, I have a new cover for you all! I know it's not original this time, but I hope you enjoy anyway! Listen to it here.

#cover #my music

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Why is Walter White kinda...

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(Continued @/north-star-official)

/Harry tearfully shakes his head./ That's not happening, Sheriff! I'm not leaving you behind too! I can't let anything happen again, not after what happened to Richson... /He closes his eyes and touches the ascot by his side, grief-struck./ Don't do this.

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*The sheriff sighs*

I'm sorry, Harry. But if I don't go, all those civilians will... will...

*He clears his throat and pulls his hat over his eyes*

I have to do something. If I don't come back, tell my wife I love her.

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I DRIVE OVER BOTH OF YOU WITH A CAR, KILLING YOU AND ENDING THE THREAD FOREVER.

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[strawberrykidneystone]

Im not quite sure if you do various characters hcs? But how about Christmas time with like Sevika, Jinx, Vi, Ekko, Viktor, Silco, or any one really that you can or will write for?,!

CRACKS KNUCKLES IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE TURN IT UP

a/n: if they’re ooc im so sorry i’ve literally only ever written for sevika and vi before but i really want to try writing for all of them!!! also fuck it adding cait, mel and jayce in too

tysm for requesting anon <333

ANYWAYS

Christmas Time with Arcane Characters

sevika:

claims she’s not a “christmasy” person

did she cry when she watched the grinch with you? yes she did.

insisted on watching all 3 versions for comparison

gets really into grinch stuff

i’m talking pajamas, mugs, you even have a lit up fake dog with an antler tied to its head as decoration outside of your house

if you dress up at martha may you will not be walking for the next month

you sometimes catch her reciting lines while she’s busy doing chores

jinx:

oh she’s dragging you to all of the christmas light shows

yk how some zoos have zoolight nights or whatever?

yeah, y’all have annual passes

she still complains that you can’t actually see most of the animals and tries to yell at them to “wake them up” LMAO😭

literally SHOUTS whenever you pass a house that’s decorated with lights and insists that you stop to admire it

of course you oblige her because you also want to see the lights

she grabs your hand in hers as the lights reflect off her eyes, a joyous glow completely surrounding her

vi:

yk that scene in better off dead where he’s like “i’ve got this cousin that makes this monster eggnog made with motor oil”

that’s her

the spiked eggnog she makes is VILE

unless you realllllly like fireball with a drop of eggnog, then it’s good!!!

she makes the christmas dinner with a “kiss the cook” apron that jinx makes fun of her for

unfortunately she did have to kick you out because you were kissing the cook too often for her to focus

you almost made her burn the green beans!!!

ekko:

the WORST and i mean worst person to go christmas light decoration shopping with bc he’s like “i can literally make that for you at home”

shh it’s about the novelty and whimsy of buying things smh🙄

he drags you out of the store and spends the next few days making all of the decorations that you said you liked AND THEN SOME

he goes above and beyond, quite literally with the firelights stringing up lights up on the tree

once he’s done making the decorations, he gives you a smug grin as you admire them

“fine, you were right.” “i know, but it still feels good to hear you say it”

kisses your forehead before he’s pulled off to put up more decorations

viktor:

he would LOVE going on one of those hay rides that go around super decorated neighborhoods

idk if it’s everywhere but where i’m from there’s a certain neighborhood that has their electricity bill covered for like all of winter bc they’re all get SUPER into decorating and people pay to walk around

they also have hay rides that drive you through them so yes he would absolutely love that

i also feel like he would actually buys figgy pudding for carolers and is disappointed every year when none come LMAO

dw yall do karaoke to christmas songs and eat the pudding in the comfort of you own home

mel:

she’s has MULTIPLE christmas trees in your house, the main one being a huge white one with golden decorations that has all of your presents under it

the other “less aesthetic” trees have heirlooms and silly ornaments on them, but she loves them all the same

or so she claims

she has a mini tree in her nightstand that she treats like her baby complete it’s mini tinsel, ornaments, and even a lit up star on the top

she insists that it stays on when the two of you go to bed and you don’t have the heart to complain, plus it shines such a beautiful soft light on her that you can’t say no

goes to a LOT of holiday charity auctions with you on her arm and usually wins every bid, especially the items that catch your eye

jayce:

WHAT DO YALL KNOW ABOUT THE POLAR EXPRESS EXPERIENCE‼️‼️‼️

he'd be pressed up against the windows watching the landscape go by while the two of you are on the train

he’s BELLOWING all of the christmas carols and asks for extra marshmallows in his hot chocolate

the train ride is so much fun though and you’re both wearing matching pajamas of course

when santa comes and gives everyone their bells, he gives you his for safe keeping bc even though he KNOWS none of his pockets have holes, he’s still anxious about losing it

yes yes he knows that they arent the magic bells like in the movie, but he still smiles so brightly when they ring out

caitlyn:

she’s taking you to the nutcracker AND I DONT WANNA HEAR SHIT ABOUT BALLET BEING BORING I WAS A BALLERINA FOR 14 YEARS I DONT WANNA HEAR IT

anyways

the two of you get all dressed up and walk arm and arm into the theater, the lobby transformed as if you were stepping into clara’s party already

she def cries during the sugarplum fairy pas de duex

afterwards, the two of you stop at a little mom and pop diner and share a milkshake of your choosing<333

silco:

hosts the best christmas parties and always gives his employees a christmas bonus

only has 1 or 2 drinks at the party but loves seeing you get absolutely BLASTED

if they’re on the nice list that is

his favorite thing of the season by far is curling up with you by the fireplace and falling asleep in each others arms

even though he wakes up with a SERIOUS crick in his neck

[thomawifey]

Hi!! I hope everything is going well for you!!

I was wondering if I could request a Ranpo or Poe x reader. Like maybe the reader drunk calls them and confesses in the middle of the night? Only to try and play it off the next day. Only for the reader to be horrible at playing it off?

drunk confession

pairings: edgar allan poe x reader

contains: ooc, fluff, mentions of alcohol

wc: 850

a/n: HAI ANONN!! so sorry if im late </3 also sorry for not posting, i've been really busy+ writers block but I AM BACK~ (not proofread)

Poe and You were simply just friends, a close one to be exact. Some people might think you guys are dating because you tease or flirt with him too much, but you just like doing it did you?, Poe knew about that.

The bar was a bit crowded, drunkards everywhere. You were out late at night, sitting alone. You brought the whiskey to your lips, taking a sip of it.

After drinking a lot, you're a bit tipsy now– well, drunk actually. You continued to drink more releasing stress you have in your mind.

Everything was spinning, you couldn't comprehend what was happening at this point.

“My head fucking hurt so bad..” you murmured, bringing out your phone.

Scrolling down your phone, you found his number, Edgar Allan Poe.

Not realising what you're doing, you called his number which he answered.

“n-name? it's 11PM, what do you need?” Poe stuttered, a bit worried why you were calling him this late.

“Wanna– hic hear something?”You muttered, taking another sip.

'Oh, the bar.' Poe thought to himself.

He does know about your alcoholic side.

He muttered a 'yes', holding the phone with both of his hands now.

Your lips turned into a smirk, before confessing something–

“I love youu~ did ya hic know what?” you confessed with confidence, the whiskey still in your other hand.

You swore you heard him let out a 'yelp' in shock. Was he not expecting this? Or your stupid teasing was not enough hints?

“U-um.. I– I dunno how to confess but hic yeah.. I love you.. a lot, Poe. Night–”

Before Poe replied to your confession, you hung up on him first. He was a bit disappointed that you didn't wanna hear his answer. On the other hand, you stood up, waving goodbye to the bartender before leaving the bar.

In the morning, you woke up and continued your morning routine like everyday except you took some meds to freshen up.

On the way to work, you opened your phone to see a message from Poe.

[23:54] Poe: Goodnight, name.

[07:35] Poe: Don't forget about the meeting today, see you.

'Pfft- why did Poe say goodnight, what happen–'

Right before you thought about something else, a sudden realisation hits you. Poe? Like Poe you confessed to last night? Yeah, you're definitely not gonna see his face today.

Upon meeting him, you didn't even dare to see his eyes nor face.

'This is just embarrassing, imagine confessing to someone and not even dare to talk to them aga–'

Your mind snapped back to reality, hearing someone called out your name.

“N-name, are you okay?” he asked sounding a bit worried.

He was worried that you didn't look at him at all, and because of last night. Should he be the one bringing this up?

You nodded your head, looking at anything but him.The tension was awkward, both of you sitting in front of each other not saying a word. It was always you leading the conversation but this time was different.

Poe took a deep breath preparing himself to ask you about last night, before you stopped him.

“So.. um, about your novel yesterday? Have you finished it? Haha..” you chuckled awkwardly, eyes still not on him.

“Ah, yes! About the novel, I almost finished writing it, would you perhaps be the first one to read?” he said in excitement, bringing out the novel which was half done.

Nervousness was still with you, thinking of a way to dodge talk about last night. You agreed to read his novel mystery, and he gave you it.

Right before you read it, Poe spoke about it. About last night.

“name.. a-about last night..” he murmured quietly, while your body tense up a bit hearing it.

Putting down the book, you brace yourself to look at him that got him a bit nervous. The tension was sure getting more awkward.

“Right, about last night. I- uh..” you tried to think of the right word for it, not wanting to make a misunderstanding.

While thinking, you felt soft hands intertwined with yours, it was Poe’s.

“Look, I– feel the same as well..”

Within a moment your eyes went wide, a bit shocked by his answer. Did he really love you back or was it just a pity?

While thinking, you felt soft hands intertwined with yours, it was Poe’s.

“Look, I– feel the same as well..”

Within a moment your eyes went wide, a bit shocked by his answer. Did he really love you back or was it just a pity?

“So, does this make us official now or?”

You asked bravely, waiting for his response.

You didn't want to force Poe into a relationship with you, you know there's always the right moment.

Poe gulped before mumbling out a small 'yes'.

Poe swore he could feel the happiness through your eyes and when you gripped on his hands more.

“Ah– I'm also sorry for uh.. trying to dodge about last night.”

“It's okay, name..!” he gave you a soft smile, that gave you butterflies.

He was just too perfect for you.

live laugh love poe guys (THANK U ANON FOR THE REQUEST ILY U REMOVED MY WRITERS BLOCK BLESS YOU.)

[askthefourhumanheroes]

You guys were humans before, right...? Does it... hurt, to be transformed into one? And was it hard to adapt? (Sorry for the anon, but I just really like the interactions so far!)

(OOC: Anon asks are totally fine, don't worry)

Aster: In my case, it hurt quite a bit. It was like I was nothing; no limbs, no body, just a consciousness, and then I was being kneaded into a different form. And the light and colors were overwhelming. In terms of adapting, it was quite hard to get used to walking on four legs and being so small. I also miss the, um, amenities we humans have. Like beds that aren't just straw, for example. And toilets.

Solace: I don't even know what a toilet is... And I found the hay beds pretty comfortable. I don't remember my...transformation...but I do remember waking up on the beach as a Cyndaquil. To be honest...I prefer myself this way. I'm better at combat, I don't stick out as much, and —

Aster: And you can have love triangles with Pokémon!

Solace: That's none of your business.

Marcus: MOVING. ON.

I suppose I have the best of both worlds in this scenario. I can switch between worlds, and I take the appropriate form in each world. It didn't really hurt when I transformed. I just sorta... Well, I looked into a pool, and I saw an Axew, and that was it. At first, it was a bit weird to be in such a quiet world, away from the cities and the cause. It was a little weird to not have access to modern technology, and I found myself really missing TV and video games. I'm glad I have those back now.

Céline: Marcus has been telling me about these modern devices. I don't entirely understand them, but they sound cool!

As for me, I don't remember transforming either. There's actually a stretch of about three weeks after my transformation that I still don't remember, since I didn't have my memory wiped until then. The first thing I remember is waking up in a forest, drinking from a pond, and seeing a Chikorita staring up at me... Sort of like Marcus, I guess.

I like this world. It's peaceful.

Aster: If you consider a world that's almost been destroyed four times in a relatively short period peaceful, I don't want to know where you're from.

Céline: Oh, shut up.

(OOC: Credit to PMD Sprite Repository, especially baronessfaron, mucrush, and Opalite, for the icons!)

[bravelyboundedold]

Do you ever just. 

Have a muse you want to add, but then you look at all your drafts, your asks, and then you take a gander at all the unfinished muses you need to complete...

I whisper to myself that I don’t need anymore right now l m a o.

[americanarchived]

🤒

[into-the-linkverse]

Of rupees and Koroks

my first LU fanfiction! I am horrible at endings so...yeah. i definitely went off the rails from my original plan (ADHD my beloved) and I am SO SORRY in advance if any of the characters are OOC.

“Okay, and that would come to…200 rupees, Mr. Captain Hero Sir!” Ravio cheerfully stated, holding up the bottle of shimmering red potion for War to admire. The warrior actually scoffed upon hearing the intended price.

“Something wrong, War?” Legend asked, his back leaning against a rather large crate.

“No, no, it’s just…really cheap.” War pointed towards the potion. Both Legend and Ravio blinked blankly. Legend’s face soon turned into one of severe confusion, whereas Ravio’s eyes lit up with excitement.

“200 rupees? Cheap? Were you hit in the back of the head by a bulbin?!” Twilight almost shrieked from his side of the Barnhouse He stopped playing with the cows and quickly jogged over to Ravio’s makeshift shop.

“Back home, a red potion would cost around 10,000 rupees. Isn’t that the case here?” War stated eyebrow raised as Twilight began twitching at the mention of the rupee count. Ravio’s jaw practically dropped.

“My wallet can’t even hold that!”

“Hey, I heard screaming. Who’s dead?” The barn’s door creaked open to reveal Wind, accompanied by a sweating Sky and an unfazed Four.

“War said a red potion would cost 10,000 rupees in his world!” Legend blurted out, almost barking at the heroes. Four huffed for a second, then walked up to Ravio and snatched the red potion.

“Hey, 200 rupees, y’know!”

“This. Costs 20 rupees.” He pointed at the potion, as War soon broke down in a fit of laughter.

“What’s so funny, pretty boy?” Legend folded his arms.

“You guys must be broke! 20 rupees? That can’t buy you shit!” He managed to get out before banging his fist against the hay covered ground.

“Hey, watch your language!” Sky shouted, moving to cover Wind’s pointy ears. “There are children here.” He lowered his voice as Wind swatted his hands away.

“Okay, okay, I’m trying to run a business here. Let’s go…2,000 rupees, Mr. Captain Hero Sir!” Ravio clasped his hands together, only to realize the item he was selling was nowhere on the table.

“Um…Mr. Smithy? My red potion?”

“Oh, sure.” Four passed the glittering potion back to the purple-haired hero, acting as if he wouldn’t be committing a crime if he didn’t hand it back.

“Here you go, Mr. Captain Hero Sir! Please come again!” Ravio smiled gleefully, having 2,000 rupees handed to him like it was nothing.

“Pfft- I guess War really is a rich snob.” Twilight sniggered, shaking hands with Legend in a mutual agreement.

“Hey, you take that back, farmers!” War shouted, fiddling with his glove as if preparing for a fight.

“War, you realize you’re saying that on a ranch?” A voice called from outside. The door was already opened (Wind forgot to close it) so it was easy to tell that the voice belonged to Time.

“Oh, hey, pops, wanna help us take on pretty boy?” Twilight greeted happily, only making Warriors more enraged.

“No, I’m quite fine. But thank you for the offer anyway. Hyrule asked me to collect you all. He’s having trouble with something. And for Nayru’s sake, behave yourselves.” Time explained to the group, trying not to bring up the fact that he almost locked them in the barn to keep them out of trouble.

“What do you mean “something”? I thought nothing happens on this ranch!” Wind protested, running his hands through his hair, obviously trying to make himself more presentable.

“I have no clue what the deal is myself. Wild and Hyrule are already investigating.”

“Those two? They were better hosts than us?” Warriors looked almost horrified at the idea of being upstaged by Wild of all people.

“Do you want to be cooped up in here all day?” Time asked, almost laughing at War’s sudden reaction.

“Come on, let’s get moving now!” Warriors announced, starting to direct (push) the other heroes out of the barnhouse.

Hyrule was ecstatic. He’d been picking up stray rocks for weeks in hopes to find the small beings called Koroks. Wild had told him all about the strange little creatures that hid under rocks and in trees, and Hyrule soon became intent to find one. At last, at the gates of Lon Lon ranch, Hyrule mindlessly picked up a rock and proceeded to shout in happiness.

“Wild! Wild! I found one!” He cried, perking the ears of the long-haired Hylian. Wild rushed over, practically throwing the Cucco he was holding. He jogged over, only to stop a few feet away from the brown-haired hero.

Hyrule’s eyes were alight with glee, his smile looked like an innocent rabbit’s. He tossed the rock aside, unfortunately landing on Wild’s foot, as he winced. He placed the rock to the side and crouched down to the Korok’s level.

“Yahaha, you’ve found me!” The Korok excitedly squealed, Wild rolling his eyes as he heard the line for the 400thtime. Hyrule nodded in response, too glad to speak and ruin the moment. Before he knew it, Hyrule was handed a small, foul seed. He looked confused for a second and looked up to Wild.

“Yeah…not that impressive, is it?” He sighed, snatching the seed from Hyrule, and adding to his collection. Hyrule blinked as he saw Wild open to pouch to see a mountain of the horrid smelling things. “Gotta get these back to Hestu sometime.” He casually stated, closing his pocket again.

“Buh-bye!” The Korok exclaimed, waving his small, rounded hand towards the two Hylians. Hyrule was not having this. He had spent two weeks searching for the little creatures, and when he does, he’s just supposed to say good-bye after minutes of meeting one? He reached out his arms and took the Korok up to his torso in one swift movement.

“I shall name him Peppers and he shall be mine!” Hyrule proclaimed loudly, much to Wild’s shock. He tried to wrangle the Korok out of Hyrule’s embrace, but the Korok spoke up.

“Actually, I’d love to be Mr. Hero’s friend!” It chirped, sinking into Hyrule’s green tunic. “Aw, see? He likes me!” Hyrule cuddled the Korok, adding a whiny tone to his words. Wild groaned, as he almost felt like Time, having to take care of someone like this.

“You’ll have to ask Time if we can keep it.” He sighed, poking the pointy nose of the leaf faced spirit. As if from nowhere, armored footsteps approached the two Hylians. “Keep what?” The firm voice spoke, making Wild jump for a moment.

“The Korok…?” Hyrule trailed off, still clutching the forest spirit. As the chain came into sight, some stood dumbstruck, whereas Wind’s eyes widened drastically. “Korok!?” The pirate pointed; mouth open wide as he bolted to Hyrule. “What in Din’s name is a Korok?” War groaned; his breath slightly hilted from jogging across the ranch.

“I’m not sure myself…but it definitely looks cute!” Time let slip a small remark of childish nature, a warm smile creeping up on his face. Legend soon ran up to his descendant and grabbed the Korok out of his hands.

“Where’s this little bugger from anyway?” He mumbled, turning the spirit face down to have a proper look at it. He furrowed his brow, then turned to Ravio, gestured to see if the rabbit hero had any clue about the creature. Ravio simply shrugged at him. “Hey! He isn’t some toy to be held like that!” Twilight shouted, scooping up the Korok from Legend’s hands. He held it carefully on his shoulder as one would a cat, as the Korok began playing with Twilight’s hair.

“I’m the best at dealing with animals here. I say we keep it,” Twilight nodded as the Korok’s hands started folding braids into his hair. “Peppers.” Hyrule quickly added, placing a hand on the little Korok’s back. “What’s this about p-peppers?!” Four almost leapt out of his skin after hearing “peppers”. Wild simply laughed and wrapped an arm around him.

“His name is Peppers!” Hyrule said once again, a smile dawning on his face. “Why peppers, though?” Four protested, his disdain for the food clear as day. Wind coughed a bit, trying to hold in a laugh. Sky gave him a light pat on the head and shook his head, mouthing “don’t”.

“Well, I think it’s a great name! Did…Did Wild pick it out?” Sky laughed wistfully, trying to discourage Wind from making fun of Four. “Nope, completely ‘Rule’s idea.” Wild answered, causing Four to instead eye Hyrule suspiciously. Legend folded his arms and let out a huff as Ravio giggled behind him. “Perhaps he’d be interested in renting?” Legend twisted around as Ravio flatly suggested.

“No one in their right mind would be interested in renting, Ravio.” He scoffed, turning back to face the rest of the chain. “I, personally, don’t want it. What if it steals our items and flees in the night?” War accused, pointing a finger towards the creature. A paranoid Warriors, Time couldn’t help but laugh.

“No, the Korok’s come from the Lost Woods. They’re the children of the Great Deku Tree, so I’d doubt they’d do that.” Wild explained, peaking the attention of Time. If the Korok’s were from the Lost Woods, he would have seen some by now, wouldn’t he? Or maybe they only showed up far after his era…

“Wait! You’ve met the Great Deku Tree too?!” Wind’s small figure jumped up, tugging on Wild’s tunic. Twilight eyed the older hero for a moment, he seemed…off. Korok still in arms, he strode up to Time and placed his free hand on his shoulder. “You alright, dad?” Time snapped out of his state of thought and quickly waved it off.

“I’m fine, just…glad that the Deku Tree still exists to them, I guess.” Time replied wistfully, his gaze trailing to the two blue-clad heroes, sharing their experiences with the ancient talking tree. “He was the…closest thing I had to a father.” His next comment caught Twili completely off guard. Does that mean he was related to a tree?

“Wait, your dad was a tree?! Are you joking?” Twilight exclaimed a bit too loudly, catching the attention of Four and Sky, who had been watching the unfolding chaos. Sky’s eyes widened immensely, full of curiosity as he quickly trotted over.

“Time’s father? A tree? My, that must be an interesting story!” Sky clasped his hands together in delight, eager to learn more about the mysterious Time.

“No, the Deku Tree was the closest thing to a father I ever had. I am not part tree.” Time had to hold back a snicker as he clarified that he was not of leafy descent. “I doubt that. Your hair is a very light shade of green.” Four pointed out, raising a hand to his chin in deep thought.

“I think that colour’s called yellow, dumbass.” Wind called from where he stood. Sky growled for a moment then proceeded to shout back: “Watch your language!”

For the rest of the evening, the chain shouted and argued, but settled on to keeping the Korok, naming it Peppers, much to Four’s disgust.

@bokettochild I hope you don't mind I borrowed Ravio's nicknames for everyone :)

[rae-does-stuff]

Chocolate Brown and Olive Green (Nyo!Greece x Japan) Part 3

Started: March 27th 2021

Ended: March 31st 2021

Word Count: 6651 (Overall)

Reminder: I do not own Hetalia or Nyotalia. I'm also using Nyo!Greece instead of Canon!Greece but everyone else's gender is the same as what it is in canon. I apologize if characters are OOC.

June, 1919

Japan waited as the countries voted on his Racial Equality Proposal. He knew that the choice would ultimately depend on their bosses and delegates but just knowing that they supported his country's proposal would be nice.

Eventually the votes came in. He read through them:

Japan - Yes

France - Yes

Italy - Yes

Brazil - Yes

China - Yes

Greece - Yes

Serbia - Yes

Czechoslovakia - Yes

British Empire - Not Registered

United States - Not Registered

Portugal - Not Registered

Romania - Not Registered

Belgium - Absent

Japan looked at the bottom five in confusion.

What did "not registered" mean for his proposal? Absent he could understand but not registered?

He counted the amount of yes votes he had and it said that seven countries out of twelve voted yes. That was still good since it was the majority.

•••

The next day was the moment of truth on whether or not countries within the League of Nations would get equal rights regardless of race or ethnicity. Japan would've tried for equal rights in all countries but he was already pretty alienated from the rest and didn't want to seem even more so.

The countries sat in the meeting room waiting for the verdict to come. That's when the news came:

The Racial Equality Proposal will not be accepted due to no unanimous votes.

Anarchy began in the room.

France yelled, "But there was a clear majority!"

Belgium cried out, "I wasn't even apart of the vote!"

Britain sipped his tea in a somehow angry manner, America looked deep in thought (which was rare for some countries to see), Czechia and Slovakia were a bit busy fighting over a hyphen but eventually the shock got to them and Brazil and Serbia simply had shocked expressions on their faces.

Portugal, Romania, Greece and the Italy brothers gave Japan a look, Greece and the Italy brothers having a little bit more sympathy for their friend.

China exclaimed, "Aiyah, why didn't everyone vote aru?!"

That's what made the time bomb explode.

The nations that said yes started to bombard the nations that didn't vote with questions. Well, every nation but Belgium who everyone figured must've been doing something important in order to miss a meeting.

Meanwhile Japan was just looking down at his notes trying to not let the bitterness and disappointment show on his face.

Then America yelled, "Alright dudes! We have to come up with a compromise for our bro Japan! And as the hero, I have an idea!"

Britain muttered, "Well that's a first."

Japan was definitely curious as to what America's idea was for a compromise. He also hadn't really expected the loud American to make a compromise.

America continued, "Anyways, my idea is that we give Japan some of Germany's stuff in China,"

Before he continued China shouted, "I think I should keep Germany's possessions in my home, aru!

America ignored him, "Then we can give him the Marianas, Marshall and Caroline islands in the Pacific! All in favor?"

Most of the countries in the room agreed with America and the meeting was adjourned for those nations.

When Japan left he heard a familiar voice call after him, "Ιαπωνία (Japan)!"

He turned around and saw Greece running after him. He never really noticed how fast of a runner she was until he saw her in action.

She finally caught up with him and let out a breathy huff, "You're a really fast walker Japan."

Before Japan could apologize Greece stopped him, "Don't apologize or else I'll smack you."

Japan knew full well that she'd make well on that promise so he shifted the conversation to something else, "Do you need something Greece-Chan?"

Greece looked up at him, "I came to apologize about your Racial Equality Proposal. I really thought we could get it done and I'm sorry."

Japan replied, "It's fine, at least I acquired some new territory since America was feeling generous."

Greece offered to walk with him back to the his hotel and Japan agreed.

He enjoyed sightseeing and since Greece offered he didn't want to be rude and say no.

As they walked Greece commented, "It's been a while since we talked one on one hasn't it?"

Japan thought back to the last time they had a one on one conversation without one of them being pulled away for work. He couldn't really think of any besides the phone call back in 1916, when the war ended in 1918 where they had a face to face reunion but after that he'd been so busy with work they hadn't really talked alone together.

Japan agreed with her, "Hai it has."

For a while the walk was silent and Japan took the time to think about the war. For example, why was Germany blamed for the war when it was clearly Austria and Hungary's fault?

He also thought about how much the world map changed and how much territory people gained. While Japan did get some territory from the war, how come some countries like Italy barely got what they wanted?

Greece's voice snapped him out of his thoughts, "What are you thinking about Japan?"

Japan shook his head, "It's nothing, just thinking." Greece didn't look convinced, "Are you sure?"

Japan replied, "Yes, I'm sure."

Greece dropped the subject and shifted the conversation to something else.

When they got to Japan's hotel, Greece waved goodbye and went to her own hotel.

Japan still wasn't sure if he felt bad for the Central Powers and the countries that didn't get what they wanted from the war but he didn't dwell on it and went to sleep.

[shiverhq]

EVENT 01: HARVESTFEST

The seasons are changing once again in Blackrock. Trees lose their leaves in buckets. The ground grows frozen underfoot. More than once snow has dusted roofs, and already blankets the flanking mountains. Winter is approaching, but it has not yet sunk its teeth fully in. This is good fortune for the humble Blackrock resident, who has been anticipating what’s to come since October. 

Harvestfest is many things to many people, but at its core it is this: a celebration. Autumn bleeds dry into winter, and Harvestfest is its last hurrah. A farewell, a thank you, a welcome ushering in to the holiday season. A place to recognize, foremost, local talent and community businesses for their hard-work and contribution to the town, Harvestfest is part carnival, part festival, part local fair, and it’s coming this weekend! 

With months tucked away in planning, Harvestfest runs one Thursday to Sunday, typically the first or second in November. Pioneer Square becomes host to games and stalls. Participating stores may sell specialty food or goods (the Nook-Rossetti family highly recommend’s Ugly Mug’s Maple Syrup Supreme!). It is never too early to get your Christmas shopping done, or pick up your Thanksgiving turkey! As per tradition, a list of stalls and special goods available around town will be announced closer to the festival’s start. 

For the younger Blackrock resident, games and prizes are abound! Local farms and families have generously donated land to host the autumn season’s final hayride and corn maze. Rides and games will be set up on land generously lended by the Whitegrass family, with hours of operation to come soon. For the first time this year, Blackrock plays host to a miniature Art & Film Festival on Saturday and Sunday. See Twilight Cinema’s site for details. And, of course, the traditional silent auction will be hosted Sunday evening. 

Blackrock Council would like to be the first to reassure their residents that safety is their utmost priority. They are aware there has been some controversy recently surrounding Harvestfest’s closing ‘Welcoming of the Wolves’ ceremony. While the Council respectfully acknowledges those who have vocally opposed it, they have chosen to move forward with the event. The Council thanks you for your understanding and hopes to see you there!

A reminder that fireworks are still prohibited outside official Harvestfest events and ceremonies.

TIMESTAMP: November 14th – 17th, 2019

OOC INFORMATION

Our first event !! I am so sorry for getting this out so late, but thank you so much everyone for your continued patience with me. Our very first event will begin SUNDAY, APRIL 5TH at 12 PM EST and run for ONE WEEK ( April 12th ). There will be a separate admin post for the start of the event. Once the event begins, please pause all non-event related threads and tag event starters with #shiverevent. While not required, I encourage you to also use a Harvestfest tag on your blog!

VOLUNTEERS WANTED! While there are many stalls put up in Pioneer Square for neighboring artists, farms, and tradesman, Blackrock always wants to put emphasis on homegrown talent. If you would like your character to be a volunteer at Harvestfest or even run a stall, game, or ride themselves, please let me know !! You also won’t be limited to only putting your character in that role, but if you like for at least some of the event, the option’s there! I’m happy to help brainstorm stall ideas. Alternatively, if there’s something cool you’d love to see included that your character isn’t a part of, let me know anyway ! I’d love to put it in.

Speaking of stalls, the rundown so far (subject to change with your input!) of Harvestfest activities is as follows:

Specialty shopping and small games in Pioneer Square

Hay ride and corn maze hosted by local farms

Bigger games and rides on the Whitegrass property

Art & Film festival hosted by Twilight Cinema ( Friday & Saturday )

Silent auction on Sunday

Welcoming of the Wolves Ceremony, Sunday evening

Nightly fireworks at 8pm

[broken-steven]

//OOC

//hay! Sorry that I have not been very active this week, I’ve been very busy. I should be able to get back into the groove of rping soon!

[kilesplaysthings]

The Coming of Spring | MCxKenshin

Hi everyone! Wow, yet another IkeSen fic?? Crazy! I actually can’t believe I finished another one lol now, tbh I did want to write this with Kenshin in mind, but I’m still not sure if I’ve grasped his character very well. I just thought it would be a cute idea to show a soft side of him, and the season of spring really seems to fit him, I think. Anywho if this is a bit ooc please forgive me, and maybe even provide me with some suggestions! And as always, enjoy <3

The sky overhead was a beautiful blue and the last remnants of snow had finally melted away, welcoming the first flowers of spring. It was finally warm enough for a being to actually walk around outside without being bundled up to the nines and I was making the most of it. A little ways just outside of Kasugayama castle, beyond the copse of trees was a wide open field where you could look up at the sky and sit surrounded by grass and wildflowers.

The sun was shining, giving me enough warmth to sit there comfortably, and I took a deep breath, inhaling the scents of spring. It felt so good being outside. All winter long, I had stayed bundled up in the castle, and while I enjoyed the company of my friends and those who worked inside, I missed being able to take walks like I did during the other three seasons. As I sat there, leaning back on my hands, the wind stirred my hair and I could have sworn I heard a voice calling my name.

“Hana!”

I looked to my right and it turned out that my ears hadn’t deceived me. A figure was jogging my way, and I smiled. I needed only to catch a glimpse of the baby blue haori and the platinum blonde hair to see who it was that had come to find me.

“There you are. Seven hells, I return from a campaign only to find that you have disappeared! What on earth are you doing out here?” He fumed.

His vivid eyes of blue and green shone with exasperation and concern. I grinned at the realization that he was worried about me.

“Welcome back, Kenshin! I’m glad to see you’ve returned safely!”

He sighed a little and plopped down in the grass beside me. “Yes, well, you have yet to answer my question, woman. What are you doing out here alone?”

“Well, it’s the first real warm day ever since winter ended. I wanted to make the most of it and finally be able to spend some time outside!” I answered brightly.

“I see. I suppose I understand your reason, but even so.” He leaned towards me and placed his hand on my head. It felt warm and soothing as he stroked my hair.

“I don’t like the idea of you wandering around by yourself. What if something were to happen? You could at least have had one of the others’ vassals escort you. Shingen and Yukimura would agree with me. There’s no knowing what unsavory types could be lurking about.”

His face was stern, but I couldn’t help smiling. Kenshin was as protective as ever, but I knew his intentions were kind. He had even cited his fellow warlords to justify his reaction, and he was right. Shingen and Yukimura had both said the same thing to me, but I didn’t want to burden anyone, especially since I knew everyone would be busy with preparations of Kenshin’s and Sasuke’s return. As such, I was beginning to feel a little ashamed of making Kenshin worry. Had I known he’d be returning so early, I probably wouldn’t have gone for a walk, but I was restless and needed some air. Still, I probably should have asked someone to accompany me.

I looked up into his eyes and said, “When you put it that way, you’re right. I wasn’t thinking about that and it was irresponsible of me. I’m sorry.”

His eyebrows raised a little in mild astonishment. “Oh? Not arguing back for once?”

I smiled and shook my head. “Nope. This one’s on me. I surrender,” I joked.

His face finally relaxed into a small smile and he nodded. “Good.” Sitting back, he let out a sigh and looked up at the sky.

“It’s odd. I’ve been moving about and fighting so much lately, but sitting here now, with you, I feel quite contented and at peace,” he murmured after a moment.

I let out a sigh as well. “I think it’s the weather. Seeing some sun at last is very refreshing.”

“Perhaps,” he muttered. His eyes glanced over to meet mine. “And perhaps it’s something else as well…”

I didn’t know what to say to that, though I did feel my heart beat a little faster. Clearing my throat, I quickly looked back up at the clouds.

“So, how did your campaign go anyway?”

“Tolerably well. There was not nearly enough fighting though,” he shrugged. “I only got into a good brawl once or twice.”

“Well, I can’t say that I’m exactly sorry about that…” I laughed wryly.

“Yes I know. I thought about that and I have to admit…” He paused and glanced over to our left, a little further in the field.

I blinked. “Kenshin?”

He narrowed his eyes. “Something’s coming,” he said quietly.

My eyes widened and I looked in the direction he was staring at. “What? What’s coming?” I whispered.

Then suddenly, I saw it, moving through the grass. I wasn’t as worried now that I knew it wasn’t bandits or some big wild animal, but I was quite curious. Then I heard Kenshin sigh next to me.

“Well, it’s inevitable I guess.”

And suddenly, before I could reply to him, we were surrounded. Or, more accurately, he was. All I could make out were big ears, fluffy furry bodies, pink wiggling noses and little snuffling noises.

“Rabbits…so many rabbits…” I muttered, wide-eyed.

Kenshin sighed again and watched as rabbits of all sizes and colors swarmed him. Some sat in his lap, others hopped onto his legs and one even hopped onto his shoulder. As for him, he merely watched them and petted a couple of them.

“You’re…incredibly calm about this,” I told him, trying to hold back laughter.

“Well, this happens quite a bit. I seem to attract the creatures, and I don’t even know how or why,” he answered, looking at me. He was so at a loss as to why this was happening that I had to burst out laughing.

He seemed surprised. “Hana?”

“I’m sorry! I just can’t…” I giggled. “You have your own private army now, Kenshin!”

Kenshin smiled a little as he looked back down at the bundles of fur swarming him, all begging for a head rub.

“Well, I would certainly have the numbers,” he agreed, stroking their fur. One smaller bunny hopped into his hand and nudged him with a small amount of force. His slender fingers began stroking up the bridge of its nose between its eyes and the bunny’s nose twitched faster, seemingly happy at the attention.

I couldn’t help the grin on my face. It was such a cute sight and I wished my phone still worked so I could capture such a sweet moment. Suddenly, I was struck with a brilliant moment of inspiration and began to gather some of the wild flowers around me.

“Do you like rabbits, Kenshin?” I asked as I began weaving the stems together.

“Hmm? Do I like them?”

I glanced up again to see him staring blankly up at the sky, seemingly in thought. He continued to pet the animals absentmindedly as they flopped down on and around him. A couple had snuggled up in his lap.

“I suppose I do,” he answered. “They’re rather defenseless creatures, but very energetic. It takes them a while to trust you but when they do, they can be extremely affectionate. Plus, they are rather cute…” He glanced at me before looking back down.

“They remind me of you, actually.”

My eyes grew huge and I nearly dropped the flowers I held. “M-Me? How so?” I stammered.

“You’re defenseless but quite energetic. After all, aren’t you out here because you needed some open space and some air?”

“Well, yeah, I suppose that’s true,” I muttered. Though what I really wanted to know was what he meant about the part when he said rabbits are cute.

I was working up the nerve to ask him about it, but he seemed preoccupied. The rabbits were still all around him and he had - quite frankly - the cutest frown on his face as he lamented at the fact that he had no food to give them.

“Do you think they’ll follow you home?” I wondered, still staying on the topic of bunnies as I continued to weave the flowers together.

“It’s highly probable. I’ll need to ensure that we have plenty of hay and greens back at the castle,” he answered.

I had to giggle again and felt excited as I completed the flower wreath I had been making the whole time we were sitting there. It was a colorful combination of daisies, asters, chicory, coneflowers and wild cosmos. I waited until he was fully distracted before launching my attack. Then I leaned towards him and struck, quickly placing the flower wreath on his head. His look of surprise just added to the rewarding image of him with bunnies in his lap and a flower crown on his head.

“Hana? What did you do?” He demanded, looking rather flustered. He reached hesitantly up to touch the flowers.

“Oh, please don’t take it off!” I heard myself plead. “It really suits you!” I grinned.

He blinked slowly, eyes still wide in mild shock.

“You - what - ” A frown came over his face as his cheeks turned a slight shade of pink. In that moment, I swear I could have just died with how precious this whole entire scene was. At the very least, I’m sure I was grinning like a fool.

Kenshin and I had come a long way since we first met. He was the enemy of the Oda, and I was the so-called “princess” that lived with them. We were deeply distrustful of each other. He frightened me a little and I could tell that I made him nervous. But over time, things had changed. Kenshin showed a duality to him that I was finding most everyone had in this time period. What you saw was not always what you got with Kenshin. He was a warmonger, and he distrusted women, to be sure, but it was not without reason. He was also someone with a deep sadness that he was still reluctant to talk about; he was incredibly considerate, and held a powerful charisma that was impossible to deny. Even now, in this last half-hour we spent together, I had witnessed the deeply rooted kindness that was hidden away when he revealed his concern for my safety.

Kenshin was not frozen and hard like the winter as I had originally thought. He had a chill at first, perhaps, but that gradually changed to something warm and bright. He was like the blossoms at the arrival of spring, ever changing and growing after awakening from their slumber.

“You know,” I heard him speak quietly, his voice sunken to a low rumble that I hadn’t heard before. It gave me shivers. “You never cease to surprise me. The things you say and do… I can hardly keep up with you.”

The bunnies scattered as I watched him scoot closer to me. Those beautiful eyes of sapphire and emerald gazed at me with such warmth, shining in a way that made my heart beat fast again. Before I knew it, his hand was on my cheek and I felt his soft hair tickle my face. I could barely gasp before his lips pressed against mine in a gentle - achingly gentle - kiss. Soft, enticing, I felt his tongue gently slip between my parted lips to caress me further and I soon found myself welcoming him. The next thing I knew, I was lying on my back in the grass with him leaning over me. He continued his slow, intense barrage of kisses and I could hear the gentle sound of our lips smacking and my breath hitching. When he finally pulled away, I was panting, my face unbearably hot. Kenshin smiled down at me, a vision of ethereal beauty, still wearing the flower crown with the sun shining down on his golden hair.

“Now, this - this suits you,” he whispered.

“Wh-what?” I stammered, yet again. I found myself doing that a lot around him.

He grinned. “You, surrounded by flowers with roses on your cheeks.” His cool finger stroked said cheek. “Like the coming of spring.”

I opened my mouth to speak, but he just got up and held his hand out to me. “Come, we should head back,” he told me.

With a nod, I grasped his hand and stood up. We walked hand in hand through the field and back towards the castle. I pressed my hand against my warm cheek as we walked.  We didn’t say anything for a couple of minutes, but there was a nice, pleasant feeling of contentment between us so that we didn’t feel the need to speak. As I thought about our time together just now, I had to take a deep breath. Kenshin had not only hinted that he found me cute, but he had compared me to the flowers of spring. And those kisses…

I glanced at his elegant profile and gulped. You’re not the only one who feels like they can’t keep up… If you keep kissing me like that…

As those thoughts swirled around in my confused brain, he turned to look at me. I felt him squeeze my hand slightly and his lips curled up in a small smile. What a smile it was, too. At that moment, I became desperate to know what was going on in that complicated head of his. We had grown closer these past couple of months. Was it possible that we could have even more?

I’m in trouble, I thought. There was no mistake. I was definitely falling for this man - hard. Even so, I plastered a smile on my face as we walked back, hand in hand. He still wore the flower crown on his head and the small army of rabbits came hopping up behind us.

[tamaraneanpacifist]

Wildfire’s RP PLOTTING CHEAT-SHEET

Want new-and-exciting plots for your character? Long to reach out to more of your followers, but don’t know where to start? Fear not! Fill out this form and give your RP partners both present and future all the of juicy jumping off points they need to help you get your characters acquainted.

Be sure to tag the players whose characters YOU want more cues to interact with, and repost, don’t reblog! Feel free to add or remove sections as you see fit. Template here.

Mun name: I go by Star or Starfire online. OOC Contact: IMs and Asks are always open, I do have a not really used anymore Skype, and a Discord. I do have the right to decline giving one of these to you though, even when we’re mutuals. All listed here that isn’t asks is only for OOC communiation.

Who the heck is my muse anyway:

Assumed-dead prince of Tamaran, a far away planet. Was sent away to preserve the royal family line, but his ship was destroyed shortly after it started and everyone assumed he died. His capsule survived the destruction of the ship, and from another species called the Shallas he learned other values than what he knew from Tamaran. When his foster family was destroyed by someone in search for the lost prince, he decided to live isolated until enough time would have passed for him to return to Tamaran. Once that time came, he decided to first meet his sisters again, and thus reached earth. He also took up most of the rules and beliefs of the Shallas, and he absolutely hates violence and tries everything to avoid any form of it.

Points of interest:

Most of the times, Wildfire is hidden inside a big purple hooded cloak, he only removes his hood or the cloak in general once he feels safer around someone. His skin is slightly orange but very light, due to him spending most of his time in hiding in caves. He has energy, commonly referred to as starbolts, that he can use to fight. He also is able to fly, is much stronger than any normal human, and can sustain many difficult circumstances like the nothingness of space or very cold or hot temperatures. He tends to slightly hover above the ground instead of walking, it is simply more common for him and he’s not used to walking. His eyes are blue in both sclera and pupil, the pupil is a bit darker. When he uses his energy his eyes often start glowing too. As mentioned above, he tries to avoid violence in any way possible. He is unable to learn languages by lip-contact, and had only found that out recently, so he tries his best to learn english manually, which takes him a bit of time. Thus, he often speaks with a lot of stuttering, and correcting himself after saying something that felt like it was wrong.

What they’ve been up to recently:

Wildfire has come to earth in search for his sister’s whereabouts, and quite literally walked into Hay Lin, an other earthen being. He couldn’t speak a word of the earthen languages then, and still she was kind and nice enough to offer him help. She has promised him help in finding his sister, and so he stayed close to his first earthen friend while he tries to learn more of the language, the people and the customs of earth in general. After a reunion with his sister, Ryand’r decided that he wanted to stay on earth for some more time. He doesn’t reside with the Titans, he wants to try and make his own connections and experiences with this world, preferrably while still being close to those that grew important to him.

Where to find them:

I haven’t actually decided where he really lives. I imagine Hay Lin helped him to find a place he could stay in, like maybe something that’s normally empty or where no one ever looks if there is someone. He doesn’t earn money, so he entirely relies on the kindness of the people he meets for surviving. If he notices any trouble around, he rushes in and tries to help. As much as he wants to avoid attention, he won’t accept any people to be hurt while he is around and could try to prevent it. He also spends a lot time just sitting on a bench or something and watch people being busy. And once he has met Starfire and the Titans, he also starts to meet her friends whenever she brings him to them or them to him.

Current plans:

Nothing really!

Desired interactions:

ANY KIND OF INTERACTION AT ALL! Sorry, didn’t want to sound that desperate. But it’s the truth. I have only few people that interact with him yet, and I’d really love more. Enemies, to-be-friends, aby and all Titans, friends of Starfire or the Titans in general that he meets through them. People that teach him more about earth customs, ones that try to use him for something bad or even capture him or something like that, or ones that just make him happy. Anything, really! OH and writing a reunion with a Blackfire would be great too! I have technically written two versions of reunions with Starfire already (one on my own Starfire blog and one with another Star - though the latter was only going for a very short bit so I’m not sure if I can count it), but he hasn’t met Blackfire again yet!

Offered interactions:

Wildfire tries to stop any trouble from occuring, also he tries to save anyone from any harm at all, even if it is something as simple as falling down a few stairs. If he’s around, he’d catch/protect you (or get you out of the way of the danger even if he’d recieve it himself then) before you hurt yourself. He steps in when there’s a robbery, or someone gets beaten, or something like that, and tries to talk the criminals down from their intentions. He also watches the people being busy, and I can see it as very likely that someone might approach him while he does so and asks about why he sits there so alone.

Current open post/s:

Open Starters and Memes!

Anything else?:

I will quite certainly love you if you start interacting with him. I have way too few options to bring him to life, and I so much want to play him that I’d be grateful for anyone that shows interest in him. I’m in germany, so timezone differences are a thing. I’m also very very very very very very shy, I try to work on approaching others more though.

Tagging: Everyone that wants to do it!

[shimurataeweek]

Shimura Tae Week| Day 2 | Getting Ready/ Friendship and Bond

TITLE: Those Who Charmed The Demons GENRE: Friendship  DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gintama. Sorachi “Gorilla-sensei” Hideaki owns this awesome story. (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง NOTE: Apologies in advance. Grammatical errors and OOCness ahead.

    Two flowers staring at each other like they’d never seen a human before. Red reflected the brown ones and vice versa. No one was able to voice out their thoughts as they were too engulfed with the other’s presence.

           A party held in the Yorozuya’s apartment, everyone was wasted after finishing the dozens of Dom Peri brought them by yours truly. As if it wasn’t enough, later that night, Oniwanbanshuu’s top assassin, Sarutobi Ayame, Yoshiwara Hyakka’s leader Tsukuyo; and the heiress of Yagyuu-style School Yagyuu Kyuubei joined the session. Of course, with the women’s presence, the number of their liquors grew also. The gang partied nonstop until every single one of them was knocked out, surprisingly, even the most disciplined Demonic Vice Chief of the Shinsengumi, Hijikata Toushirou, who was the usual lookout whenever this kind of event happened. The whole gang from different factions were dispersed all over the place and it made Tae’s head ache once she woke up in the middle of the night, already past her intoxicated state, although her eyes were drooping. She thought, with that kind of mess, it would be painful to clean the area in the coming sunrise.

The Brunette was about to hit the bathroom when she noticed an unfamiliar figure of a sandy-haired female looming over the likes of Hijikata’s sleeping form lying on the couch. She didn’t notice it at first, but when she drew closer, she figured that the woman’s feet wasn’t touching the ground.

The lady in kimono was floating.

Upon Tae’s realization was the “guest” turning her head at her. Big blood coloured orbs mirrored the chocolate brown’s reaction.

“Y-You can see me?” she heard her talk after what felt like an hour of bewilderment.

She nodded, and was suddenly completely awake. How would a living person talk to a wandering soul? She had no idea.

The female smiled at her, and it was apologetically sweet. “Sorry for barging in without anyone’s knowledge. I just wanted to check if they were doing fine.”

Her eyes roamed from the raven-haired officer in front of her, to the Gorilla stalker by the TV set, until another sandy-haired teen’s sleeping form beside his Vice Commander. Her eyes were especially tender while looking at Okita Sougo. It reminded it of her whenever she was looking at her younger brother, Shinpachi.

“I’m Okita Mitsuba,” Tae’s lips curled into a smile at the mention of her name. “If it’s not a bother, can I ask you a favor, uhm…”

“I’m Tae Shimura.”

“Shimura-san. Can I ask a favor, Shimura-san?”

“What is it, Okita-san?”

She didn’t know what got into the both of them when they bowed down in sync. Once they faced each other again, their giggles couldn’t be suppressed.

“Before telling you my favor, can I ask another request? Please call me Mitsuba.”

“I understand. Kindly call me Tae in return.”

The ladies had an agreement.

Mitsuba’s hands move towards her younger brother. The attempt to touch his face was as impossible as two parallel lines meeting in at the end. The sandy-haired female’s gaze directed at the brunette, her eyes pleading.

“Can you touch him for me?”

The look on her face squeezed Tae’s chest. Living people were lucky. Did Mitsuba always try to reach his brother? Could Okita Sougo feel his sister’s caresses? If she were in Mitsuba’s shoe, would she strive as many times as the gods permit to feel his person again?

To struggle to touch someone who was dear to you.

Tae brought her hands forward to cup the sleeping First Division Captain’s cheek. She looked at Mitsuba and they smiled at each other. 

“Your brother has a smooth skin,” she said. It made the woman chuckle. “He’s young.”

“Just like you, Tae-san.”

“Yes. Just like me…”

“If it isn’t a bother, can you do the same to Toushirou-san?”

Toushirou… What kind of relationship did she have with the Vice Commander? But the Brunette wasn’t dense not to understand what had transpired between those two, especially now that the sandy-haired was smiling sheepishly.

“Heh…” she threw a knowing look at her. That was when she learned that ghosts could still get beet red in the face. “Didn’t know Hijikata-san has a great taste in women.”

“T-Tae-san,” she stuttered, now blushing madly.

“Hai, hai… I understand,” she teased, and withdrew her hands to pull of the guest’s second request.

When Tae turned her attention to Hijikata’s face, she was amused. She’d never seen his expression that relaxed, since as often as not, he always wore a grumpy face as if carrying all the world’s burden, no time to play around. Serenity for Hijikata Toushirou was whenever he slackened off with his beloved mayonnaise.

“Forgive me, Mitsuba-san, but I find this Demon quite good-looking,” she honestly told her.

“That’s not a problem. I find Sakata-san good-looking, too.”

She wasn’t able to meet her in the eye after the special mention of that specia… of that someone. The brunette busied herself examining the Vice Commander’s face, clearly evading Mitsuba’s intriguing stares. She heard her clear her throat afterwards.

“You and I are similar,” declared the guest.

She thought so, too.

Tae’s fingers carefully poked Hijikata’s cheek first, as instructed by the requester, then traced the bridge of his tall nose. Mitsuba especially mentioned to brush his V bangs using her fingertips before finally stroking his thick, shapely brows.

“I always wanted to do that to him,” the woman spoke. There was a hint of melancholia in her tone. “The closest I got to him was when he gripped my arm whenever I stumbled onto something.Toushirou-san’s always been a gentle person. He never touches a woman for his own good.”  

She agreed. The Officer had always been awkward. She never saw him play around with women even during his free time.

“Tae-san.”

“Yes?”

“What about you do that to Sakata-san, too?”

Her hand stopped at Hijikata’s nose holes.

“Mitsuba-san… you’re quite a tease for a ghost.”

                            ———————–

Ten in the morning when the last visitor exited the dump site that was the Yorozuya’s headquarters. Shinpachi was having an early soliloquy about him being the one who’d clean all the crap that was left behind during the party last night. Of course, Tae would help. Kagura would follow. But she’d have to threaten the lazy perm before he hauled his butt from the sofa.

“If you don’t participate to the cleaning, I’ll extract all your teeth, Gin-san.”

The silver head immediately followed.

Tae was busy washing the dishes when Kagura called out for her. In the living room was Okita Sougo standing by the doorway, carrying a white plastic bag. Before the younger orange head left her and her rival alone, she stuck her tongue out at him.

“Nee-san,” Okita acknowledged her. “Hijikata-san is being a tsundere again. He wants to give this to you,” he handed the white plastic bag over to her. “That’s all. Sorry for the interruption.”

“Ah, no problem at all,” she paid him a smile, and bowed down to thank him.

The sandy-haired teen didn’t stay long and immediately left the place. She checked out the white plastic bag and found two pints of her favorite Bäagen Dash, a Tobasco sauce, and a mayonnaise bottle. The brunette looked at the back of the departing young officer.

“Aren’t you being a tsundere, too, Okita-kun?” she closed her eyes. “Mitsuba-san, your police don’t know how to say thank you.”

She smiled.

“Well… they’re always welcome.”

  銀魂    END

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Gods and Monsters | Negan x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, FLUFF, Pre!Apocalypse, Mentions of vomit, Sad OOC Negan (Sorry)

Words: 1,973

Summary: Set in the pre!apocalypse and post!apocalypse. The reader is with Negan and they live out their lives, Negan is constantly stressed out but the reader is the only thing he has that makes him truly happy. Until one day the apocalypse breaks out whilst he’s at work, he has to understand what is happening and find the reader. However, overtime Negan changes - Will the reader still be able to see the same man she fell in love with so many years ago?

A/N: This is something I’ve always wanted to do but I’m only now getting round to it. If this is something people would like as a series then please tell me and I’ll carry this on! i’ve been writing this for a few days because I wanted to make sure it was good enough to post. I ALSO HAD TO CHANGE HOW THE OUTBREAK HAPPENED FOR THE PURPOSE OF THE STORY!

Negan is super OOC in this because it’s before the apocalypse and I wanted their to be a massive contrast!

“He’s such a fucking troubled kid. I just feel for him, you know? His mother doesn’t seem to give a shit about him and all he’s ever wanted is to feel important to her.” Negan said as he was resting against the headboard watching you take off your makeup, “He asked me if I could do anything about the situation but all I could say was no - unless he wanted the authorities involved.” 

Putting down your makeup wipes you turned to him and walked over to where he was. You sat next to him which made his head turn, “It’s not your fault babe.” You didn’t know what say to him to make him feel even a little bit better. You knew this was happening to the boy but you didn’t know that it deeply affected Negan the way he was showing you now. 

“Sorry for ruining your night.” He sighed.

Your heart breaking into a million pieces, you rubbed your thumb slightly on his cheek and shook your head, “You would never ruin my night, okay?” 

Negan’s head moved in response to what you just said and so you got up and walked back over to where you were once removing your makeup. Negan was looking at you again through the mirror reflection. 

“I don’t know how I got so fucking lucky with you, Doll.” He whispered but just audibly enough for you to just hear him. 

Shaking your head and scrubbing off the last of your makeup, you joined him back on the bed and got under the covers. You turned to him and looked him up and down, “Are you not undressing and getting into bed?”

“I’ve got to mark some coursework. I’ll be up for a while but I’ll go downstairs so I don’t disturb your sleep.” Negan looked down at you, his hand reaching your hair as to brush his fingers throughout it. 

Snuggling up closer to him, you again sighed, “Do it tomorrow.” Your eyes closed and you felt so relaxed as your head met his arm, “Please.” 

He chuckled, “I can’t. I’ve really got to do this fucking coursework. If I didn’t have to, trust me I wouldn’t be moving from this fucking spot.” He looked down at you and sighed, “Cause right now, you look so damn peaceful.” 

You opened your eyes and reached up to kiss under his chin, which made him smile in response. He moved his head and gave you a light kiss to the lips, “I’ll stay here till you fucking fall asleep cause I can’t miss a sight like this.” 

And with that you closed your eyes again until you drifted off to sleep. 

With the alarm ringing in your ears, you were woken up to the feeling of emptiness on Negan’s side of the bed. You looked up at the ceiling for what felt like thirty minutes before you had the strength to get out of bed. 

Running down the stairs and into the kitchen, you saw Negan sat at his laptop, asleep with papers and pens all over the kitchen table. Coffee cups were all over the kitchen and his laptop had died during the night. 

You sighed, walking over to him, gently rubbing him on the back, “Hey, babe, it’s morning.” 

“Hmm. Umm.” Is all you got in response.

You decided to leave him for a little longer if he wasn’t going to wake up just yet. You picked up the papers around him and stacked them up into a pile, and cleared away any coffee cups around him putting them into the sink. With one of the coffee cups that hadn’t been used that night, you made yourself a fresh coffee and looked over at him. 

You had never fully understood why a man like Negan fell for someone like you. That wasn’t you feeling insecure either, it was just a simple observation. To you, Negan was perfect. Many people thought his colourful language was a bit too much but you didn’t mind at all. It give him personality which is what you valued most. The fact he was also handsome was just a bonus. 

Looking at the clock, you rested your cup on the side and walked back over to him, “Negan, honey, wake up.” Again, a groan in response, “You have work, it’s Wednesday.”

“Fucking fuck.” He groaned and looked up at you, “Wednesday? I feel like I’ve been asleep for about five fucking minutes.” 

“Because you probably have.” You laughed and handed him the rest of your coffee, “You need to look after yourself more. Drink that and go take a shower.”

He stood up slowly and towered over you, “What would I do without you, Doll?” 

“Smell and be late for work.” You smiled and reached up to give him a kiss on the lips, “Now go.” 

Negan arrived at work and throughout the day he had a few classes to teach and he gave back all of his students their grades for the coursework he completed marking the night before. Some of the students looked really sick today and so he had to advise them to go home. He knew it was hay-fever and flu season but he’d never seen so many of his students that sick. 

He headed back to his office after his fourth period of teaching and looked at his phone, seeing if you had contacted him at all throughout the day. He knew you were also busy and that you would be going away from the city in a few days which really upset him but he couldn’t go with you because of working at the school. 

He was planning on taking you out to dinner in the next day or so. Negan hated it when you had to go out of town for your work but he knew that it was always something you wanted to do so he wouldn’t complain, seeing you happy made him happy. 

“Sir? Hi, sorry to disturb you but Thomas is throwing up in the corridor,” A small blonde haired student walked into Negan’s office, which startled him. He looked up at the boy and nodded. 

“I’ll be right there.” And with that the blonde haired boy moved from the office door and out followed Negan behind him. He carried on following this boy until he reached Thomas, whom was one of his students. 

“Thomas, are you alright?” He whispered and then looked up, noticing a circle of students around him, “Alright, come on, clear out! Give the boy some privacy.”

Thomas shook his head and tried to speak but he was hardly able to breathe. His face had gone extremely pale and sweat was rolling down his face and onto the floor underneath him. Negan had never seen someone so sick in all his life, he was worried to say the least. He knew it would probably be best for this student to go see the school nurse as she had proper authority on how bad this student seriously was. 

“Follow me. If you can manage it? I’m taking you to the nurse.” Negan said, as he started to walk in the direction of the nurses office, looking back to make sure Thomas was following behind him. 

You watched as Negan prepared dinner that night. He was planning on taking you out but you had told him not to bother. So you both decided to stay at home and that’s when he insisted to cook, which you weren’t going to say no to any time soon. 

“How was work today, babe?” You asked as he stirred the sauce in the pan. 

“You know,” he turned around to face you and sighed, “lots of my students were sick today and, Thomas, he was the fucking worst.” 

“It’s probably just a bug going round.” 

He moved away from the cooker and walked over to the opposite counter, resting his back against it with his arms crossed over his chest, “Yeah, you are probably fucking right but I’m not sure. Thomas looked like he was going to fucking die there and then today.” 

You walked over to him and wrapped your arms around his waist, “He’ll be fine Negan, I promise.” You lay a kiss on his lips and he melted into yours, before pulling away and giving you another small one. 

“Damn I care so fucking much about these fucking kids.” He sighed and ran his hands down to your waist, “that’s all I ever fucking talk about at home when I’m with you.” 

“I don’t mind.” You smiled. It was genuine, you really did not mind him talking about work and seeing how much he cares about his job. Granted, it hurt you when he was hurting because of caring about his job too much but you wouldn’t have it any other way. 

He scooted you away for a second, which you let him do and walked back over to the sauce which was now done, “Right now. You and me, nothing fucking else. This is my last night with you before you leave and I’m not risking it.” 

Dinner was finished and you were now on the couch together watching the news. It was something Negan always liked doing. Your head was in his lap, his hands in your hair whilst his glasses were on. He always did look smashing with his glasses on. 

“Breaking News! Mass amounts of 14-18 year olds with the occasion of other ages being exposed too are becoming sick from an unknown pathogenic disease. Scientists are telling people to sit inside their homes and only come out if absolutely necessary. If your body is let to the disease, you may end up uncontrollably vomiting and sweating. The only known states at the moment are Georgia, California, Washington and Texas. We advise people to stay safe.” 

You sat up and looked at Negan, who had gone white in the face, “N-Negan, do you think this is what your students had?” 

Negan seemed to ignore what you said, “You aren’t going away to work tomorrow.” 

“Negan, I’m on about your students.”

He turned to you, “And I’m on about you. Fucking, you. You are not going to work tomorrow.” 

He made you jump, his sudden change in attitude. You knew Negan was protective but he only showed this side of him on a few occasions when it was ‘necessary’ as he would put it.  

“N, the news try and scare people all the time. I need to do this for myself. I’ve been in this house long enough.” 

“What if what they’re saying is true, Doll?” 

“It’s just a risk I’ll have to take.” You sighed and stood up, starting to clear away the mugs on the table, he grabbed your hand. 

“First sign of a fucking cough and you are back here with me, got it?”

You sigh, “Yes, Dad.” 

“Y/N, I’m serious.” He looked into your eyes as he stood up, placing his hands on the side of your face, “For me?”

“I promise, first sign of a cough and I’ll be back here,” You smiled and sighed, “Anyway, I’m not going to die from vomit and sweat.” 

A/N: Hey so if ya’ll liked this, then please leave me a comment and stuff and I’ll update as soon as I can :D