#oof some of these were kinda touch haha

[dbphantom]

Watched the first 2 episodes of the Fallout show and was pleasantly surprised. I have a few complaints but I actually did enjoy the first episode a lot and the 2nd was pretty decent too

I really really enjoyed the sets, especially the Vault. Really well done and the vibes are perfect. The scene in the farm where the film of the projector burns and looks like bombs going off around them during the raid was great. A touch cheesy but I appreciated it bc I am a cheesy media connoisseur

I really like Lucy and the ghoul (don't remember his name). Maximus is on thin ice cuz dude is... a bit unhinged in the first 2 episodes. But he was raised by the brotherhood so I'm wishing him the best character arc. I am hoping he realizes how shitty the brotherhood is and defects by the end of the season... I'm convinced that's what's going to happen, but we will see what they do.

One scene that made me roll my eyes was the raider husband coming back to life after Lucy cut his jugular so that the dad could get the kill on him. Like why not let that moment impact her more?? Why did the dad have to be the one to kill him? Was it supposed to foreshadow that the dad was a raider or something? Cuz honestly I'm mostly suspect due to the raiders taking him with them, it's classic to have the father be a criminal but he's reformed because of his dead wife and kid... Would be awesome if they twisted it so it's the mother who was the raider, but didn't they already say she was from this Vault and the dad was the one transferred over? Regardless, that totally ripped away a character moment for Lucy. That man stole her kill...

Another thing I didn't like was the appearance of the Brotherhood so soon in episode 1. They appear before the viewer even knows what the wasteland looks like for everyone else. You see the Prydwen before you see your first established settlement and that kind of ruins the idea imo. People are struggling to live, but the brotherhood is hoarding tech. Show the people struggling first, THEN have the Brotherhood appear.

Maybe they're doing it this way because you're supposed to be viewing things like Maximus (loosing his faith in the brotherhood as the season goes on because he was raised by them and was indoctrinated, please, it would be a nice parallel to Lucy), but it still makes the pacing feel off. The friend I watched it with (hi @bautistawithadrive) agreed w/ that and he isn't even a Fallout fanatic. It just feels weird. I get that pacing is gonna be wack cuz it's an 8 (?) episode season, but it just isn't working for me.

The ghoul is fine. His intro scene at the start was cute. I found it interesting the shot of the bombs going off around them, but I'm 90% sure it's canon in lore that the Fallout nukes are less powerful than ours so I have no real complaints. If it's not canon, then it's a widely accepted fanon. I was just confused why the little girl wasn't blinded by the flash because I'm pretty sure there are logs in the games of people who were blinded when they saw the flashes? I could be misremembering tho I don't have enough room for all the Fallout lore in my brain. Anyway it's an insignificant detail overall afaik, so I'm being fussy, I think.

I am kinda bummed the ghoul doesn't look worse tho. Weird complaint probably but I was hoping he'd be a bit more idk... Ragged? Given all the other gore in the show, I was interested to see how they'd do the makeup for the ghouls, but just like nexus modders, they took the cowards way out. He looks (and sounds, oof) like a generic bald dude with some liquid latex on his cheeks and a missing nose.

The best friend of Lucy is another fave, I really.enjoyed every time she was on screen. Good actress, I hope she either becomes a villain (that eyepatch in the end credits bit of ep 2 is throwing me haha) or follows Lucy out of the Vault (or both).

I'm also curious to see where the brother's character is going to go because they could do a lot with him since he was pretty bland at the start. He could follow Lucy out (maybe with the best friend) or start some kind of political change in the people of the Vault so it will cause conflict when (if) Lucy returns, or he could convince them all to leave the Vault. It'd be cool if he found what their specific Vault experiment was meant to be, then either put it in action or made sure no other Overseer would be able to continue it. Maybe I have too much hope for such a short season... But it would be a fun way to introduce Vault experiments to the audience.

One thing I am VERY nervous about is if they're going to make Lucy pregnannte. I could see them doing it bc that sex scene with the raider felt like a Chekov's gun situation (plus the BFF being like "I can't wait to raise our kids together!" which initially had me like 'wait what are they a lesbian couple forced to get with dudes to make babies? That'd be an awesome storyline!' but thinking abt it I'm wondering if it is foreshadowing for the bestie to also leave the Vault and track her down. Which I want to happen, I loved her character). Idk they could have just included a sex scene for the sake of having one... But I'm also thinking about all the morning sickness vs radiation sickness jokes they could be making, so if there is a scene of her puking in the next few episodes (beyond the gore-fest), I am SO calling it

But like to be clear I don't WANT it to happen, usually that kind of thing in shows makes me turn it off immediately because I'm so not interested in watching a character slowly become 2D for a wailing potato we're just supposed to like because it's a kid, so I hope they surprise me, but I also wouldn't be shocked if it did because all the set-up is there 😬

[blackstarchanx3new]

FSR Rambles revenge of the sixth

The titles are dumb.

I'm dumb.

We're all dumb and reading my cringey gay fan comic for a book that has completely taken over my life.

What are any of us doing here.

I don't even like starwars.

This chapter takes place during the "The Fall of Hyrule Castle" chapter aka chapter 2 of the manga.

And yeah there will be quite a few of these and I'll specify where they take place in the break downs. (I try to make it obvious in the comic itself but ya never know.)

Shadow is rambling evil little nonsense and gets dragged to the hell dimension which will look very familiar to us...

This is Dark Link's crib where he lives with all his Links hot chicks Does literally anybody get that reference lmfao.

Also where the four heroes are trapped for 7 years. Well when they stopped being disembodied voices anyway.

Vaati drags Shadow here though to talk.

Shadow's just a cutie pie that wants to please the dude Ganon's no doubt been hyping up as a good alley lmao.

So that's why he recognized the ol wind mage. He saw his divine face before. Vaati's been shown to having shapeshifting magic so I found it fitting he could just...Look like his old disguise.

With the context for this line given: Makes you wonder what else Shadow knows lol.

Vaati being a mentor figure is smth I've always kinda seen him as. I noticed after skimming Vaati's scenes in minishcap Still haven't fully READ it but holy shit there's so many interesting things that link back to FSA....Like uh...How Minish cap Link MAKES THE FOUR SWORD.

I noticed they basically share all their abilities. So I head cannoned Vaati taught him things.

I like Vaati as a pathetic simp who is also a terrible abusive father. COPE. HE'S MY VAATI I DO WHAT I WANT WITH HIM.

Since I've spoiled Hero's shade showing up at some point Woops if you haven't seen any of his art lmfao this also mirrors how he teaches Twilight Princess Link things.

Baby wanted to impress his new dad but new dad is a fan of tough parenting. Vaati sets his expectations high from the get go.

Again: Shadow recognized this attack because Vaati freakin' taught him it. X'D

Fool him once, shame on him. Fool him twice, now Vaati you're just an asshole-

Smth you might notice if you've read the manga a million times:

He blows the four heroes away EASILY but can't get Vaati to budge.

Vaati is powerful lmao not Shadow being weak. XD

Vaati also links his disappointment to physical pain.

Vaati just showing off his power while also making thin threats. A blatant display of who's more powerful, he reenforces Shadow's fear of the light.

Haha. The wording here might ring a bell if you know specific lines from the manga.

Who the hell made Shadow feel worthless before?

Vaati. The answer is Vaati lmfao. Ganon probs too but he's being ignored rn cause I'm unsure if I even wanna touch him tbh.

Vaati's advice comes in handy here actually in more ways than one:

Shadow could shift into one of the heroes, and cause problem.

Shift into Link and cause issues for them.

Also Vaati mentions nobody trusting Shadow how he is.

Ties back into how he shifts into Vio later in the actual manga hah.

Again Vaati veils his and Ganon's disappointment as something to fear, but gives Shadow a small reward of physical affection.

Shadow Link imo obviously craves physical affection so Vaati giving it here is just to keep him on the line of behaving how they want him too.

Shadow can't tell he's being yanked along oof.

Vaati makes his relationship with Shadow clear: Keep in my good graces, I will reward you. Make me angry or disapointed and I will hurt you.

Shadow likes to think he has SOME amount of superiority over Vaati, that they're at least equals but Vaati ain't interested in that.

Hahahha. So much for that plan buddy.

Shadow's eyes were red the entire scene because he's a demon.

I don't got a lot to add to these pages cause they're pretty self explanatory. XD

[leviiackrman]

18-21 for saeka and mineyo 💕💕💕

18. How easy is it to become their enemy?

All you’d need to do is hurt someone she cared about!! You touch a hair on any of her siblings heads and you’d be dead instantly, and any of her students she’d be ready to throw hands for so fast!!

19. How easy is it to become their friend?

It’s harder to become her friend than enemy… Saeka is quite reclusive and solitary most of the time, not because she wants to be but because she doesn’t really know any different when she’s not with her family yknow? That being said, her bestie Anzu was the one to make a space for herself in Saekas life so she didn’t have much control of that (and wouldn’t change it for the world either🤍) she’s polite and friendly to an extent, but her social battery drains v quickly these days, so she needs people that run on her kinda wave length!

20. Do they have a strong connection to their culture?

She was raised to carry the weight of her family name, and they have some cultural significance in terms of clans in Japan! They follow traditions and festivities which she upholds even when she’s not at home! Saeka is the one most connected to that side of the family, and tends to have to rope her other siblings into joining her otherwise it’s her alone to celebrate, but her brothers especially make a point to join her because they know it’ll make her happy!

21. What is more important to them, friends or family?

OOF ALYSSA THATS A LOW BLOW!! I would say family, as her drive in life is to protect them all, but after leaving home and being an adult etc when her siblings are older (and no longer fully her responsibility), she gets to be more herself so her friends that share that with her are on just as high of a pedestal to her as her siblings! (Her parents can get fucked in her opinion, tho she’d never actually say that to them haha)

18. How easy is it to become their enemy?

Almost everyone is instantly Mineyos enemy off the bat. She thinks everyone sees her a certain way, so if they’ll judge before knowing her then she’ll judge them too! Only those that are fearless enough to push past her brash exterior are able to see her true colours and carefree personality!

19. How easy is it to become their friend?

Again, not v easy! If you share similar passions to her then it’s easier to talk to her for definite! That’s how Rin and all his friends were able to befriend her, but most of the time she is closed off and distant because she has no need or longing to have friends, they’ll only stand in her way in her eyes!

20. Do they have a strong connection to their culture?

Not really… she definitely has habits that’s she’s developed from living in Australia her whole life, so moving to Japan was a bit of a culture shock; BUT, her mama is Japanese and encouraged her to speak Japanese/enjoy their traditions as she grew up so she has a lot of respect for Japanese culture as a whole!

21. What is more important to them, friends or family?

Family. Her mama, step dad and half siblings (as well as kitty Coral) are her go to people for anything, she trusts them with her life and they are her safe place! They support her in all that she does and respect what she’s like as a person based off of her traumas.

That can also be said for her friends tho, she just doesn’t know it. Rin makes it clear to her how much her cares (and his friends do over time too), but she will always go to her family first before getting friends involved - even if they’re adamant they wanna be involved!

OC QUESTIONS

[dungeons-and-dragon-age]

OC Questionnaire

Thank you @varric-tethras-editor for the tag! <3 Took me a bit to decide on who to do this with and to actually fill it out lol, but ended up going with my og gal!

THE BASICS:

Character’s name:

Neira Surana

Role in story:

Hero of Ferelden, Commander of the Grey

Physical description:

About average height, but rather scrawny even by Elf standards and has generally somewhat pointy features. Her hair is a dark burnt umber sort of colour, thin, about shoulder length and usually tied back into a simple ponytail. Very dark brown eyes, tan skin; most prominent scars are one across her brow and the bridge of her nose, and a burn mark on her torso and part of her right arm.

Age:

Around 20 at the start of Origins

MBTI/Enneagram Personality Type:

ISFJ-A “the protector”

1w2 “the ethical, the perfectionist”

INTERNAL LIFE:

What is their greatest fear?

Being immoral, hurting others, being a burden

Inner motivation:

Being helpful and useful, helping to work on improvement in her environment in little, immediate ways, sustaining peace

Kryptonite:

Self-doubt, holding herself to too high standards

What is their misbelief about the world?

That she as an individual does not matter and that her own worth is defined by how useful she is to others

Lesson they need to learn:

Magic, and by extension she herself, is not inherently bad or dangerous; inner conflict is normal and necessary actually; to friggin take her own feelings seriously and take care of herself

What is the best thing in their life?

Being in a position that allows her to make use of her abilities and help in ways she never could have in the Circle

What is the worst thing in their life?

The knowledge that that same position also means that possible mistakes or bad decisions she makes will also have more repercussions and the responsibility that comes with it

What do they most often look down on people for?

She tries very hard not to judge people but she cannot stand those who carelessly exploit or harm others for personal benefit

What makes his/her/their heart feel alive?

Observing human interaction, and the impact of small acts of camaraderie and of kindness around her that make up a strong community spirit

What makes them feel loved, and who was the last person to make them feel that way?

Being around people who make her feel at ease and safe, and whose presence is familiar and comforting even without having to interact or talk directly. The ones this applies to most are Alistair and Wynne, but is true for most of her former companions as well.

Top three things they value most in life?

1. Peace

2. Harmony

3. Respect

EXTERNAL LIFE:

Is there an object they can’t bear to part with and why?

She isn’t exactly a materialistic person and doesn’t get very attached to items, but the one she values the most is the Warden’s Oath amulet she got when she passed her Joining as it is a reminder of her duty as well as everything that has happened since then. It’s not something she couldn’t discard if necessary though.

Describe a typical outfit for them from top to bottom.

The Grey Warden uniform, or whatever formal (but not too pompous) attire she would have to wear as the Chancellor at court etc.

What names or nicknames has they been called throughout their life?

Mostly just Neira. You know how some people seem to practically invite you to nickname them and others just… don’t? Like you never really think of nicknaming them? Yeah she’s that kinda person x’D

What is their method of manipulation?

Neira isn’t one for manipulating others, but when it comes to herself she will sometimes kinda. trick her own conscience when she takes actions or makes decisions that would otherwise break her moral codex (even if those actions are completely legitimate, she sticks to her principles way too strictly)

Describe their daily routine.

Get up early, get ready and do meditative magic exercises, prepare any potions and equipment that might be necessary over the day, tend to any paperwork or official business that’s relevant. Rest of the day will vary depending on where she is and what’s happening but will usually follow some schedule of sorts; she’s one to plan ahead and who likes having things organised and planned.

Their go-to cure for a bad day?

Herbalism. It’s technical, familiar, repetitive, gives her something to focus on while producing something useful but also giving her space and time to think

GOALS:

How are they dissatisfied with their life?

Regardless of what she does, she always feels like she could have done better

What would bring them true happiness or contentment?

Having inner peace in the sense that she does not feel so pressured to be ethical and good and helpful all the time, and to be okay with taking a step back and taking care of her own needs

What definitive step could they take to turn their dream into a reality?

Being less harsh on herself, and accepting that there is not always the need to do more or do better or be better. And perhaps also taking the time to actually listen to and explore herself, who she is and what she wants.

How has their fear kept them from taking this action already?

She bases her own worth too much on the impact she has on others and finds it hard to accept (or even realise in the first place) that she does not need to be constantly helping and improving to feel accomplished, and that being more lenient with herself does not make her a worse person.

Do they feel they can accomplish their goal while still steering clear of the thing they are afraid of?

Weeeell problem is, she doesn’t even think about actively improving that, as far as she is concerned she’s content with the life she has. But I think it would be more of a.. realising that her fears are misplaced, rather than facing them?

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Blank meme:

THE BASICS:

Character’s name:

Role in story:

Physical description:

Age:

MBTI/Enneagram Personality Type:

INTERNAL LIFE:

What is their greatest fear?

Inner motivation:

Kryptonite:

What is their misbelief about the world?

Lesson they need to learn:

What is the best thing in their life?

What is the worst thing in their life?

What do they most often look down on people for?

What makes his/her/their heart feel alive?

What makes them feel loved, and who was the last person to make them feel that way?

Top three things they value most in life?

EXTERNAL LIFE:

Is there an object they can’t bear to part with and why?

Describe a typical outfit for them from top to bottom.

What names or nicknames has they been called throughout their life?

What is their method of manipulation?

Describe their daily routine.

Their go-to cure for a bad day?

GOALS:

How are they dissatisfied with their life?

What would bring them true happiness or contentment?

What definitive step could they take to turn their dream into a reality?

How has their fear kept them from taking this action already?

How does they feel they can accomplish their goal while still steering clear of the thing they are afraid of?

Since I'm a bit late I'm not on track on who's done this or not so I'm not gonna tag anybody, but if anyone does it I'd love to see! :3

[sometimes-sleeby-octopus]

Dhmis - BAKING (fan script 2)

Disclaimer: Once again, I am not British

Content Includes: Violence and the usual DHMIS shtick, also it’s like 1k more words than the last one-

Dedicated to a lovely anon, @/sr-sra-00, and @/enby-creature-feature, who inspired me to make another one

And so it begins:

(Like usual, a new version of the intro song plays; however, the order of the lyrics has been distorted while the tune stays the same)

There’s three of us

Just three of us

It’s him and you and me

There’s three of us!

There’s three of us!

Look closely and you’ll see

To find out what we talk about

And everyday we all hang out

Y: And we’re in a circle in a circle in a circle and in another circle!

R: *gradually quieter, hoarse voice* And we’ve been stuck in it forever…

(The music plays instrumentally for a bit. Red puts his faces in his hands and shakes his head in anguish, groaning. Duck’s tone is quiet, attempting to be comforting.)

D: It’s alright, I’ll figure something out, I think I’m pretty smart.

R: *slumps in his chair, exasperated* Oh my gosh, just shut up, mate…

(After a beat, the music picks up again suddenly, making the characters gasp before finishing the song on beat.)

There’s three of us!

Just three of us!

Us three

(The episode title screen says BAKING with various baking utensils surround it like a spoon and a bowl full of batter.)

(Initials for all characters are as follows: R = Red, D = Duck, Y = Yellow, C = Chef Hat who is the new teacher)

(The trio is in the living area, all silent. While they have forgotten some things about the last episode, they remember an evil butterfly, very vague positive feelings and dying.

The sound of breaking glass is heard in the kitchen, making everyone jump and yelp.)

D: Can we not go over there?! I bet it’s that awful butterfly!

Y: Yay! We remembered!

R: While that is very good, I don’t this will end well if it is!

D: If only we still had the computer that Yellow broke so we could find out how to kill it!

Y: Hey! That’s not nice!

D: Boohoo, sorry I’m mad cause’ we’re going to DIE!

(A distant voice has started shouting from the kitchen. The three have yet to notice.)

R: You’re remembering all the past stuff too? Interesting.

D: Could we throw a chair at it perhaps?

C: Hello?! Is anyone here?!

Y: It’s not the butterfly?

R: I guess not?

D: Who is it then?

R: ……Let’s find out?

(Duck and Yellow agree at the same time.)

D: I don’t see why not, that sounds fine.

Y: Oh yeah! Fun time!

(The three casually walk to the kitchen door, fears mostly forgotten, but Red hesitates to open the door. Duck just opens it instead. A chef hat with stick legs, a blade of grass stuffed in its main fold, and blue thin-string bows around its hat base is seen on the other side of the doorway. It waves one of its hands slightly frantically.)

C: Oh thank goodness! Some friendly faces! Call me Chef!!!

D: Why are we friends if we’ve never met?

C: *cheerily* I watched you die!

(The camera pauses awkwardly close on Chef’s smiling face. It pans back to the trio’s blank faces.)

C: And I’m yellow’s hat!

(Red relaxes. Only him though.)

R: Oh, the funeral!

D: Funeral?

(Yellow also relaxes.)

Y: Oh yeah, the funeral for you!

D: That’s rubbish, I think I would remember my own funeral.

R: To be fair, he wasn’t really dying quite yet when you were there, Chef.

C: *sheepishly laughs* My bad! The forest will do things to you!

Y: What kind of things?

C: *laughs more* I don’t want to talk about it!

(After staring at him for a while, Duck has a suddenly realization.)

D: Is that why you look like that?

C: *smiles weirdly genuine* Disheveled? Haha, yeah! Got some grass on me when I was thrown and found my legs in the woods!

R: Oof, sorry about that, mate.

C: It’s alright! I had plenty of time to recuperate!

Y: Wait, if you were in the woods, where’d you get the blue?

C: Your head, good sir!

Y: *touching his hair* That’s kinda weird..

R: Anyways, how can we help you? You’re here for…something, right?

C: Oh right! I’ve got to give you lesson before I get thrown back into the woods!

(Chef is still happy and smiling somehow. The trio all turn toward each other thinking about it. The music for Chef’s song slowly fades in.)

C: Anyways, let’s do some baking!!!

Take some flour

Or a mix

Do it plainly

Or with tricks

Like with a crack

And then a flip

Of the egg!

Into the trash

Once it’s been used

Use a whisk

Or use a spoon

There are many ways to bake

And I’ll show

You

The way!

You can bake a cake

And you could also bake your friends

Just don’t do the latter

If you don’t want them to be dead

It seems real obvious

But please follow the instructions

Upset the lobbyists

And they just ban what we’re doing!

…

I kid I kid I kid

But whether outside or within

Take your soul and mix it in

To your creation!

(The song ends as Yellow brings a mix so the baking can actually begin. Everyone is suddenly in baking attire with everyone wearing an apron and Red wearing a different chef’s hat.)

R: What are we making, Chef?

C: Your mum’s-

R: Is that a joke or-

C: cupcakes!

(Chef turns the box that yellow brought around. It literally says “Your Mum’s Cupcakes”.)

R: Ohhhh, alright.

C: (to yellow) Would you like to pour the mix in?

Y: Yeah!!!

(Yellow opens the mix bag and tries to flip it into the bowl. It hits the counter and explodes onto everyone. Duck grips his eyes in pain. Red attempts to brush the powder off himself with little success.)

D: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT?!

Y: I just wanted to do a trick...

R: (to duck) Put your eyes in the sink. We’re all gonna need a bath after this. (to yellow) Come here, you.

(Red tries to dust off yellow with more success than himself. Duck scoffs and curses to himself as his washes out his eyes.)

C: (to Red) Could you help me? My arms aren’t quite long enough.

R: Um, okay.

(Red awkwardly dusts Chef off. Chef somehow smiles wider and giggles.)

C: Thanks! I guess we’ll just have to bake from scratch.

(Duck suddenly bolts up from the sink and runs toward the fridge.)

D: I’ll go get the butter!

(The other three wait around in silence until Duck hurries back and chucks the butter into the bowl from about three feet away. It lands perfectly.)

D: Ha! I’m better than all of you! I actually got it in!

R: I’m actually mildly impressed.

D: Really? I hope you’re not being sarcastic because that would be very rude!

R: Oh hush, let’s just make the cake.

(Everyone bustles around in a montage of pouring in ingredients while singing another song!)

D: We’ve got the butter!

R: And now it needs some flour

Y: And also some water!

C: And also some powder!

All: We’re all making due!

Y: And now we need some sugar!

D: (in a very high note/belt) Some SUGAR!~

(The music suddenly fades as Red waves his hand in a semi-frantic way.)

R: EVERYONE STOP!

(The whole room goes quiet, except for Duck who scoffs.)

D: I was doing my solo!

R: While it was alright, we don’t have any sugar.

Y: Huh?? But that doesn’t make sense!

D: For once he’s right, we usually have most of what we need for a lesson.

R: Most is the key word there. We’ll have to go look for something else.

C: Oh, I know! While I was in the forest, I made syrup from the sap in the trees!

Y: We have those cool trees!!!

D: They’re called maples, idiot.

Y: Oh, maples!!!

R: I didn’t know we had those.

C: One of you could go find some! I’d rather not go back to the forest again if you don’t mind.

R: If the three of us go, it might go fast-

(Chef quickly drops his smile and becomes panicked.)

C: NO!

(He realizes his mistake and quickly smiles again. The others just stare.)

C: I mean, I don’t do well alone, sorry.

R: (to yellow) Hey, you. Would you mind staying here with your hat while we go find sap? It’s uh…an important job, I guess.

Y: Alright! I will do my best.

(Yellow salutes for some reason. Red awkwardly salutes back, not sure why Yellow did that. Duck swats him and properly salutes, speaking smugly after the fact.)

D: You’ve got to do it right! Or at least I have to since I was in the military. He probably learned it from me!

R: We ought to be going now, hmm?

D: I hate it when you’re right.

(Red laughs quietly at that. Duck crosses his arms, looking somewhat flustered as they leave out the kitchen door.)

Y: (to chef) Would you like to color?

(We see Red and Duck walking dramatically through the forest. They suddenly slow upon noticing that fact.)

R: Why are we marching?

D: I don’t know, let’s not.

(We switch back to Yellow and Chef coloring away on the kitchen floor for a moment. Chef looks over at Yellow’s paper.)

C: Whatcha drawing?

(We see yellow’s drawing as he point to each figure drawn next to the pink house.)

Y: Me and my family! There’s me, my dad, the red one, and the green one!

C: How nice! You have a lovely family.

Y: Thank you! What about you?

(We see Chef’s drawing of themself surrounded by baking materials and also some brown blobs with green specks. It’s a bit creepy in a way.

C: I drew myself baking with my mud friends! I’ll have to write them letters now that I won’t go back into the forest.

Y: Uh…that’s…nice?

(We’re back to Red and Duck who have found trees with spouts in them.)

R: These must be the ones with the sap, ey?

D: I’d say so! But how can we take it back to the house?

R: Oh, I’ll just carry it in my hat.

D: Alright then.

(As Duck reaches to turn the faucet, a branches reaches and touches his hand. The two slowly look up to see the very angry face of a tree. They both scream.

It pans back to Yellow who hears them. He jolts up and Chef follows suit.)

Y: My friends are in trouble! I have to go help them.

(Chef’s almost permanent smile strains as he starts to get nervous.)

C: I’m sure they’ll be fine! Let’s just stay here!

Y: No, I have to go!

(As Yellow tries to leave, Chef grabs his arm, almost losing his grin.)

C: Please don’t leave me! I couldn’t bear it!

(Yellow shakes him off and regretfully runs out the front.)

Y: I’m sorry!

(We see Chef, who is reaching out his hand, lose his grin from the outside of the front door and watch as his pupil dilate before the door closes.

Yellow quickly runs through the now stormy forest in the rain, panting and looking around until he sees Red trying to negotiate with a tree holding Duck hostage, waving him in the air.)

R: We promise we won’t take your sap, just please let him go!

D: GET THIS PLANT OFF OF ME THIS INSTANT!! AHHHHH!!!

R: I’m trying, it’s not listening!

(The plant starts to stab Duck repeatedly, with Duck starting to bleed. As Red jump up to attempt to free Duck, the tree stabs his head, chest, and arms, making Red fall to the ground. Yellow was panicking until he saw Red fall. His expression shifts.)

Y: (suddenly very angry) LET THEM GO!

(His shout echoes through the forest. The tree recoils before dropping Duck. Yellow helps Red up, who in turn, carries Duck as Yellow supports him. They all run back through the forest back to the house and Red somehow kicks down the door.

The house is a mess with crazy writings in chocolate syrup and chuddle dollops all over the walls and furniture knocked over and covered in ingredients. The clock has been smashed and the kitchen is even more of a mess. The table and chairs are sprawled on the floor, a dead toast family is on the counter, and a more disheveled than ever Chef with tears in himself and his bows in a tangle dragging behind him is in the middle of it all. The additional ingredients, chuddle dollops, and glass on him give away that he is the culprit. He cries in front of three lumps of batter that look vaguely like the trio melt into the floor. He mumbles to himself.)

C: Please come back, please come back, please come back…

(The trio decides not to enter the kitchen. Red leans into the room against his better judgement.)

R: …hello?

(Chef looks over in shock and runs toward Red, gripping his leg and sobbing.)

C: You came back! I knew you would!

(Red does not know how to handle it and the other two are also very uncomfortable. Yellow looks very guilty.)

Y: This is all my fault.

D: Don’t be dumb, you didn’t WRECK OUR HOUSE!

(Chef suddenly looks scared and lets go of Red, holding his hands up in surrender. He tries to smile, barely succeed.)

C: I’m so sorry! I’ll fix it! Just please don’t kick me out! Please don’t leave!

R: How about we all just calm down-

D: (to Chef) You suck at your job and we don’t want you here!

(Chef becomes hysterical, crying as he fails to keep smiling, frantically grabbing ingredients from the floor.)

C: W-we can still make some! Look I’m making something! I’m making something!

(The hat throws the stuff into a mixer and tries to turn it on. The mixer is stubborn and will not turn on. Chef keeps desperate slamming the “on” button. He even climbs onto the rim of the mixing bowl. He finally succeeds and laughs in relief before losing his footing and falling into the bowl. He gurgles and screams as he drowns and gets torn apart, becoming part of the mix. We see the aftermath with a mix full of dirt, hair, and fabric scraps with a bit of blood as well.

The trio simply stares in horror, with Duck’s and Yellow’s jaws wide open.)

R: I think I need to sit d-

(Red passes out into a puddle of his own blood, Duck falling out of his arms and onto his side. He has also passed out. Yellow still stands in shock, tears pricking his eyes.

After a moment, he shakily sits down next down next to Red’s body and curls up beside his friend’s corpse, weeping into his knees. We’re in front of the house again and the door closes on the disastrous scene.

We suddenly see Lesley pulling out new Red and Duck dolls as she tidies up her doll house.)

Lesley: Shame I have to keep replacing you two.

(The credits rolls for a moment before a cheery but quiet song plays with a ukulele backing.)

A cake without sugar

Is just bread

A body with no soul

Is just dead

A path forward

Is just ahead

And a neck without a skull

Isn’t.

[an-alternate-life]

Hewwooo! May I request om brothers react to MC thats kinda outta pocket when giving commands? Instead of telling them to stay MC just told them to lay down and take a nap lmao😂

“No it wont happen! You need to go outside and touch some grass Asmo!”

*cue asmo literally going outside and face plants into the ground*

“No not now guys just— ion know get out my room and do the dougie or somethin!”

*cut to everyone doing the dougie against their will*

oof 2k words ;A; I really hope you enjoy this haha

Though this was a lot of fun, I think I might put a character limit on these, I really struggled with the motivation to write all seven brothers. Plus I feel really bad that because I struggled I wasn’t able to give you my best, I hope you enjoy it anyway, Thank you for the request <3

Lucifer

We all know Lucifer is a demon with an image to uphold, and you respect that. However, sometimes it happens to slip your mind that you have power over him. Lucifer might be one of the most powerful demons in all the realms, and a name to be feared, but hell hath no fury like a (certain) human whose plans are interrupted.

“Lucifer” You state, giving an irritated side-eye to the towering figure. 

“MC.” He responds curtly, crossing his arms. 

“I won’t go, I am busy tonight.” You say, finally turning to face him fully. A tinge of fear sparks through you as you register just how aggravated Lucifer is, but you stand your ground. 

“You cannot just ignore-” He starts only to be cut off.

“I can and I will. But you know what you can’t do, Lucifer? You can’t talk to me for the rest of the night. I’m heading out and you can’t stop me. Matter of fact, Why don’t you go to Diavolo yourself and tell him that you couldn’t handle his summons.” You sass, trying to hide the shaking caused by your nerves. You know you will regret talking back to the demon but was it too much to ask for just one night to yourself?

To your surprise, Lucifer just turns around and leaves without another word. 

Huh, maybe he changed his mind…? Unlikely, but it's best not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Lucifer approached Diavolo after making it to the palace. He was already in his demon form, fuming as he made eye contact with the now curious demon prince.

Lucifer knelt. One knee to the ground as he lowered himself to a groveling position.

“I apologize, Lord Diavolo.” He started through grit teeth.

“It seems MC had more pressing matters to attend, I was..” He paused, fighting the words that were forming in his throat.

“Unable…to convince them to come see you.”

 Oh, Lucifer was pissed, his anger radiating from his body.  He spends the rest of his evening thinking of ways to get you back for this.

Mammon

“Oh he has done it now.” You hiss under your breath as you tear your room apart looking for your now missing human world cell phone. Everyone knew it was basically useless down in the Devildom, there was only one demon who would bother with it. 

“Mammon!” You yell out, storming out of your room. You had felt a tad nostalgic today, knowing that the official changing of the seasons was happening, you missed seeing the flowers bud, the birds build their nests, and the world regains its color from the prior gloomy months. It wasn’t like that in the Devildom, it was always night, and there wasn’t much of a change in the scenery through the months; all you wanted was to look at some photos you saved on your phone, and now you couldn’t.

You open Mammons’ door without even knocking, causing the second-born to yelp in surprise. 

“Oi! What’s the big idea!” He explains, holding something behind his back as he turns around. 

“Drop it!” you practically growl.

“I don’t know what yer-” 

*thud*

“Huh?” He didn’t even finish his sentence as he glances down at the dropped device behind him. Oops.

“It’s not what it looks like!” He said putting his hands up.

“Nope, Not hearing it. The only thing I want to hear from you is an apology.” You say sternly, not moving to grab your phone just yet. 

Mammon stands in silence, knowing he’s been busted. 

“Come on, say it. Say ‘I’m so sorry Mc, could you ever forgive me?’’” You command. 

Mammons face goes pale as he realizes he no longer has a choice in his actions. 

“er..I-I’m sorry Mc, could you ever forgive me?” He said, face heating up in embarrassment.

“Hmm. “ You grin. “Maybe, But why don’t you go beg forgiveness from everyone while you’re at it.” 

(Imagining a puppy faced mammon embarrassingly ’begging’ for forgiveness is a very good mental image =w=)

Levi

Not to be petty, but you had your fill of being called a ‘normie’ by Leviathan. You have proven yourself to him, playing video games with him, watching various anime with him, and even joining his weird forums. You would think that would earn you literally any other status, but no- he said it again…

It wasn’t that you wanted to be labeled an Otaku, it’s the principle of being seen as equals! Well, you’ve had it. You were going to make Leviathan be a ‘normie’, just for a day. 

You had it all planned out, from the outfit, how his hair was going to be done, where he would go. 

You knock on his door, giving that ridiculous phrase you memorized for him, and waltz in with your hands full. 

“Put this on,” you demand instantly before he has the chance to say or do anything that would throw your plans off. 

“H-huh?” questions looking at what appears to be Mammons clothes in your hands. 

“I’m commanding you to put on his clothes, then follow me to Asmos room. We are doing your hair.” 

Levi didn’t have any choice but to do as he was told, taking the clothes and going to the restroom to change. Honestly, It wasn’t even that bad of a look, but he certainly disagreed. His face was as red as it could get, and he was refusing to say a single word to you as you escorted him to his younger brother's room. Asmo couldn’t help but laugh when he saw his brother. 

“I’m going to die, I’m dying, this is the worst.” He kept spilling out negative remarks as Asmo did his hair, getting it out of his face and putting some Pizazz into it.

“W-What is the point in all this!” He whined at you as he stared at himself in disbelief. 

“We are doing ‘Normie’ things today. Since you keep calling me that, I figured I should make you one too.” You grin taking his hand and leading him out of the house.”No objections!”

Satan

“Eh?” You look at Satan stunned for a moment. “You’re joking. You’ve never heard the meow-mix commercial? It’s a bop!” You say hurrying to grab your D.D.D and pull up Deviltube to find the video x. 

You play the commercial, watching the fourth-born stare at the screen in awe of the adorable-ness. “See! It’s too cute, we should sing it together.” you tease. “Ohhh! We could post it to Devilgram!” You clap your hands together in excitement. 

“N-no.” He shook his head. “I would do no such thing, I hardly use the app.” He already had such a flustered expression. 

“Oh come on~ We can wear cat ears~” You tease, seeing his blush deepen. It was obvious he wanted to, but maybe posting it was too far. “Here, let's make a deal. We Sing it together, cat ears and all, on video…” you start, putting your D.D.D down. ��But I won’t post it. I promise. “

“No Video.” He said, caving into the request. 

“Yes!” you almost jump up in excitement. This was going to be so funny. 

“But I don’t know where you will get cat ears.” He said flatly, feeling some relief from the possible embarrassment he will suffer.

“Oh! Go buy some. “ You ‘accidentally’ command, feeling a mischievous smirk creep onto your face as you watch Satan's expression turn horrified. 

“Oh you’ll pay for this…” He muttered feeling challenged. 

“Ahh, you will. I’m short on Grimm.” you chuckled following him out the door to watch the demon suffer through shopping at the Devildom equivalent of Claires for cat ear accessories.

(I’m sorry I’m so lost as to what to do with this demon.)

Asmo

It seems you’ve been on a bit of a mischief roll lately, realizing that a lot of different things can activate the pacts you have with the brothers, you feel Asmo will be the latest victim to your shenanigans as he once again tries to get a little too comfortable with you. 

“Mc~” He whines, sitting next to you in the common room in HOL. “Asmo, I'm telling you right now I’m not doing it.” You rolled your eyes as the demon continued to try to convince you to take pictures with him for devilgram. Which wouldn’t normally be an issue, but tonight you weren’t feeling it. 

“We look so cute together, it’s criminal not to!” He begged, furthering your annoyance. 

“Be careful Asmo, Mc has been on a streak lately,” Belphie said, teasing the older brothers that have fallen victim.

“They would never!” Asmo wrapped his arm around you, breaking the final straw. “Oh I would.”

You say turning to him.

All eyes shot on the two of you as everyone stared in curiosity as to what you could possibly have in mind for him.

“I know, Asmo, if you want to have a picture with me so badly, I will only do it if you dance with me.”

Asmo smiled, that honestly didn’t sound too bad! “I’m making you floss. On Devilgram.” Asmos smile went away instantly. “No!” He whined. 

“Yes! You are flossing on Devilgram, for all your followers to see!” 

Beel

You felt bad for Solomon as you watched the demons squirm in their seats as the sorcerer served them meals. You had heard horror stories but never actually ad a chance to sample the cooking yourself. Even Beel, who has eaten objects that should not be consumed under any circumstances, was denying the food. One by one, the brothers made excuses to leave the table. “Beel, can you stay here with me?” You ask, watching as Solomons smile faded with each demon that left. “I would like to try Solomons soup.” 

The demon frowned, looking anxiously as he failed to make up a reason to leave. 

“Come on, you were saying how hungry you were like, three minutes ago.” You whine as you offer a seat next to you. 

Beel let out a muffled groan as he sat next to you, whispering something about poison. It made you a little nervous, seeing how everyone always reacted, but maybe they didn’t like human food?

“Thank you for the meal Solomon.” You smile, taking a spoonful and instantly feeling regret, and maybe even vomit. 

You forcefully swallow what can no longer be classified as soup and force a smile. “W-wow Solomon, you’ve really outdone yourself!” You say, staring blankly into the bowl as you realize the horrible mistake you have made. “Beel, try this.” You say, not realizing that it was most certainly a command to the demon. 

Fear washed across his face as you brought the spoon to his face, as he unwillingly ate the toxic sludge. 

“Oh..” He nearly turned green. “Isn’t this a huge serving though, help me finish it will ya?” You said, grabbing Beels spoon and placing it into your bowl, as you both suffer through what could be your last meal. 

“I’m glad you both like it.” The either Sadistic or Oblivious sorcerer smiles.

Belphie

“Belphie, you cannot stay in bed and do nothing everyday!” You pull the blanket off of the sleeping demon, curled up on his bed after sleeping through classes.

“Belphie! Get up!” You stomp your foot, ushering a command for the youngest to wake up, which, too his dismay actually worked. 

“Aha!” you say with a confident grin. 

Belphie looked at you with a brown and rubbed his eyes. “What is the big deal?” He asked, annoyed with your actions.

“You missed classes, Lucifer is fuming.” You explain. 

“He’s been a tight ass to everyone today, something about missing too many days? I’m not going to deal with it just because your sleepy!” You scold the inattentive demon. 

“Are…are you dozing off?” That was it, the final straw. 

“You will stay up until I tell you to sleep! Got it?”

“Make me.” He sassed back, scratching his cheek.

“Okay, it’s a command, I command you to stay awake until I say.” 

Belphies eyes widened, oh you wouldn’t dare!

“Now go apologize for sleeping in.” You drag the youngest out of his room and to Lucifers office, where the demon sat at his desk writing furiously. 

“Ah, I see you’ve made it out of bed.” He stated coldly to Belphie.

“I’m sorry.” He said, obviously not meaning his words, but they had been forced out. 

“Pardon?” Lucifer rose his head to look at his sibling. 

“I won’t say it again.” Belphie pouted, shaking his head and turning around to leave.

(you forget about the command in in a week Belphie is going to strike you with a chapter 16 pt 2)

[mammonology]

Affection ⟨Mammon, Satan and Beelzebub⟩

—A really affectionate MC that gives out kisses and hugs to Mammon, Satan and Beelzebub suddenly stops because she thinks it's overbearing/getting annoying.

—WC; 518

—A/N: I made the reader gender neutral as it's not specifically asked to be male or female so hopefully that's okay with you nonnie! Otherwise enjoy!

➷He would say thing like he doesn't like being touchy or being touched but we all know he LOVES that shit but too shy to admit

➷And you're over here spoiling him with affection, you give him praises, peppering his face with kisses and always asking for cuddles 24/7

➷And honestly Mammon is living for it, spoil him some more please. He also likes it when you see him leaving the house you would go up to him

❝Where are you going Mammon?❞

❝Don't worry human, I'll be out for just a bit❞

➷He doesn't mind you being clingy, he thinks you're cute!

➷But when he noticed you stopped giving him kisses he's suddenly like !? Uhm? Where's his daily affection?

➷He'll think that you're bored of him or something, so he'll sulk. But if you explain that you feel like you're annoying him he'll just pull you up to his chest while his face is blushing

❝Y-You're not annoying, if that's your idea of being annoying t-then.. annoy me some more!❞

➷Okay so this dude would probably shy away at first but with persistence and constant bear hugs he'll grow to enjoy them, and maybe even crave them at some time

➷His favourite thing that you do is texting him good morning and good night texts, and overall just texting him or blowing up his phone

➷Pecks on the lips as well! But he couldn't help but pull you in for another ;)

➷Then the affection just slowly started to stop and it kinda hurt his heart oof, did you get tired of always displaying affection?

➷He would find himself doing it to you instead, kissing your forehead, playing with your hair, lacing his hand onto yours.

❝Hey MC, why'd you stop?❞

❝Oh, that's cause.. I thought I was getting annoying❞

➷He would chuckle while shaking his head

❝I'd never get annoyed of you so, I'd like it if you start spoiling me with kisses again❞

➷My soft bub!! He utterly enjoys your affectionate self, he thinks you're adorable and needs to be protected!

➷He likes to see you trying to give his face a kiss but he's just too tall, so he'd lean down to let you give him a small kith!

➷Also when you try to hug him, your arms wouldn't reach all the way, but he gives killer bear hugs! So warm and comfy ;;

➷You would follow him like a lost duckling into the kitchen while you stay with him while he eats, he sometimes feeds you if you ask

➷But then it stopped, he would feel lonely with you and your loving self.

❝Not to be clingy MC, but.. where'd your kisses go?❞

➷He would look at you with the most adorable puppy eyes and you couldn't help but tackle him to the floor while attacking his face with kisses

❝Haha! That tickles❞

➷After explaining that you felt like you were annoying him and felt clingy he would immediately disagree

❝Who said you were clingy? The last time I checked was that you were just being loving, so don't stop❞

✧Lumi

[wannabe-amateur-writer]

Levi Ackerman X Femme Reader: Sick Boy Soldier, Modern AU

Inspired by the song: Sick Boy Soldier but you're at a party and Levi Ackerman saw you.

Sick Boy Soldier: By Palaye Royale.

Listen to it whilst reading this if you would like.

***

You weren't exactly dragged to this disco. More like you and your friend suddenly wound up here after deciding to go on a late night walk.

The disco was lit with neon lights, meaning some areas were murky. A lot of people were smoking, to your distaste, but for some reason you stayed put. The music was just at the right volume and it wasn't blaring out deafening noises. It matched the setting flawlessly.

So did he...

"Y/n, you're staring", your friend nudged you once realising who you were staring at.

You snapped out of your trance, quickly taking a sip of your drink to recompose yourself from the embarrassment.

''He's hot'', your friend stated. Eyes traveling back to the stranger, your body tingled with a feeling quite alien to you. You unwillingly found yourself nodding your head in agreement and only knew what you were doing once hearing the muffled snicker of your friend.

"Shut up", you mumble, setting your eyes downcast to look at the table instead.

"He's looking at you", your friend whispered after a few seconds.

"Liar", you retort, taking another sip of your drink with a metal straw.

"I swear his eyes are traveling towards your direction", your eyes rolled at your friend's words.

"He's definitely staring at you".

Your eyes glanced up to catch his eyes, just briefly though as your phone went off. You received a text from another friend, luckily your phone was already placed upwards on the table so you didn't have to pick it up.

"He's so fucking hot", your friend blurted.

You hit their thigh lightly with the back of your hand, indicting they should shut up but they didn't take the hint.

"He's literally devouring you with his eyes", they went on.

A small smirk met his lips, as if he heard that once you looked back up.

"Oh shit...", you murmur, thinking he did actually hear.

"Chill, he's quite far away, plus this music is kinda loud", they reassure you.

'Oh, I heard it'.

His eyes travel back to his friend, who was blabbering this whole time. He responded back.

"Damn, you hear how silky his voice is?!", your friend gushed. The man's eyes landed back in your direction.

'Silky?'

"Oh my god...", you face palm, "he sure as fuck heard that".

'So adorable'.

This time his orbs didn't move from your figure. Your body sizzled under his intense gaze.

"Go talk to him dude! The man can't stop looking at ya", your friend encouraged you, nudging you again, "and from the looks of it, neither can you".

"Very funny", you comment at the last bit, your eyes only wandering from your glass to the stranger.

His chin was being held up by his index finger, his head facing his friend but his eyes were solely on you, occasionally glancing back at his friend but only for a brief second or two. His figure was illuminated by the neon lights behind him, making him stand out more than usual.

"His attention is just on you. It's like he's not even aware his friend is still there", they say.

"You're fawning", you point out.

"You're literally drooling", they shot back causing you to roll your eyes again. You received another message.

"Someone's popular tonight".

"It was the same person", you retort, picking up the phone to swiftly respond. Once putting your phone back down, your eyes inadvertently flicker towards the man. Once locking eyes with him, he smirks again.

"He winked at you!!!!", your friend squeaked, "oh my lord. Go talk to him, like now".

You didn't know how to handle this but realised the pungent stench of cigarettes was getting more prominent.

"Ugh, it stinks so bad in here", your face scrunched up in disgust as you cover your nose and mouth with a hand.

'Now there's another cute expression'.

"We'll leave after you speak to him", your friend remarks.

"Are you serious? No, not happening. He's probably just bored and looking around", you try come up with excuses, not realising you said it a bit too loud.

'Bored? Yes, until my eyes landed on you and your amusing expressions'.

''Go to him dude or you'll regret it", your friend said, eyebrows wiggling.

"No, no. He's probably not even interested. Let's just leave".

"Oof, too late", your friend instantly scurried off.

"Hey, where are you-?", you halted once you glanced up to see the man was gone. Someone sat down to your right. From the corner of your eye, you realised it was him.

'Oh god. Oh fuck!!', you thought, freaking the hell out.

"Hey", he said, facing you. His back was right against the elongated baroque styled sofa.

'Okay, his voice is so fucking smoky and hot'.

"Hey-hi", you stammer for words, desperately trying to shake your thoughts.

"You don't seem like the sort to come here", he continued.

You laugh nervously, "haha, yeah, no. I dislike it here".

"Mm, I see why", he faced ahead instead.

"Do you come here often?'', you ask.

Maybe you shouldn't have because now you regained his attention. His eyes swallowed you whole.

He chuckled slightly, "yeah, you could say that".

You felt like you were missing something from what he said.

"Oh... Do you smoke?"

He shook his head, "nah, it tastes and smells disgusting".

He got that right.

You look ahead at his friend who was conversing with someone else. His eyes dart towards you again, taking you all in. He leaned in but you only realised once the back of his index finger stroked up and down near your temple. You jolt from shock before you felt your rapidly beating heart sprinting inside of you.

He again chuckled at your reaction.

"What's your name?", he asked.

"My-my name? Oh, um... It's Y/n! My name is Y/n", you stutter, almost forgetting everything about yourself, "what's-what's yours?"

"My name's Levi. Nice to meet'cha, Y/n'', he gives you a half smile as his index finger wraps around a strand of your silky hair.

"You too...", you manage to breathe out, closing your eyes for a second.

After a little bit of chatting with Levi (who was still playing with the strand of your hair), you remember your friend.

"Oh! Sorry, I have to go", you swiftly state, "my friend– they're waiting for me. I'm so sorry. Bye!", you apologise, getting up and gathering your stuff. You give him a wave with a sheepish smile before heading off.

You barely just caught onto his words, "see ya around Y/n".

You find your friend, Zara, pretty easily as she was near the exit. Once she saw you, her eyes lit up in excitement.

"So how'd it go??", she asked.

"Okay, he was nice but I'll probably never see him again. Anyways let's go", you say, wanting to cut the conversation short and keep the details to a minimum.

'Every second that passed that I was still near him made me melt. His voice was as smooth as honey. His eyes were like black holes and they were consuming me and my every move. His touch though... That was the worst of them all. Every time he touched me, my skin was on fire and I think he knew it too'.

"Wait, I gotta grab my phone. Brb", she exclaimed, disappearing into the crowd once more.

You decided to meet her by the car, you couldn't stand being in there another second. Your mind still ran back to when you asked Levi if he went there often. You definitely didn't pick up on something but what?

"Back!!", Zara yelled, unlocking the door for you. You swiftly open the door to the passenger seat, it was too damn cold right now.

"I'm sleeping over yours tonight'', Zara breathed out once inside the car. You giggle at her reaction before agreeing.

~Time Skip~

After the two of you got some pizza, you both went to your house. Once inside, your roommate greeted you.

"You guys are back so late", he stated.

"But Y/n messaged you back", Zara stated, "plus her eyes were a little too preoccupied''. She nudged you before joining Zach on the couch.

"Wait, what?''

"Y/n met a guy-"

"Zara!!", you shout at her.

"What?", she innocently shrugs her shoulders.

"Shut. Up", you chuck your purse at her which she just about managed to catch.

"I want details!!", Zach now sat cross legged on the couch, eagerly staring at you both.

You facepalm as Zara goes on about how hot he was and how you were almost drooling.

"Y/nnn", the two whine on the couch as you move about the house, putting things away.

"Yes?", you groan.

"What was his name?", Zara asked for at least the hundredth time.

"Levi. His name was Levi. And why are you both making such a big deal out of it? It's not like I'll ever see him again".

Zara had a grin plastered on her face as she held up your phone, "I wouldn't be too sure about that".

You squint your eyes at her, "what did you do?"

"Well you know how I said I had to go and grab my phone...?"

"You got his number, didn't you?"

She gave you a sheepish grin as your phone went off, "he texted you".

Your eyes widen as you sprint towards her, snatching your phone from her grasp. You leave to your room as your two friends whine in complaint. You only did that because you knew she would have read the message out loud and responded back.

You peer at your phone to see that he did in fact message you.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Hey, this is Levi (the guy from the disco). Your friend gave me your number.

Your eyes widen at the name Zara put down for him. Why did you expect her to put a sensible name anyways?

You: Hi, I'm so sorry about her. I swear she meant well, I'm also really sorry if she threatened you for your number.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: It's okay, I was actually the one who asked her for your number.

You: Wait... Really??

A small blush adorned your cheeks as a smile arose on your lips.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Yeah.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Sorry, I just wanted to talk to you more.

The blood in your body warmed up so much. This guy was very straightforward and candid.

You: It's okay, I'm glad you did so but I doubt you even remember my name, never mind what I look like.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋 is typing...

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: your name is Y/N. (E/c) eyes. (H/l), (h/c) hair. (H).

You: Okay... I guess you do remember.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Apart from my name, what do you remember about me?

You: you have kinda short, black hair and grey eyes that look a little bit blue. You're pretty tall, like really tall.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Hm, I didn't actually expect you to remember.

You: 😇

You: Me neither... But luckily I did.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Are you free tomorrow?

You: After 2:30pm, I am.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Would you like to grab a coffee?

Did you really want to? He was a complete stranger after all. But it would be in a public setting so he wouldn't be able try anything. You bit your lower lip as you weighed out the options.

'C'mon Y/n, just give the guy a shot. He could be a genuine guy'.

'What's the point, he'll lose interest as quickly as he gained it'.

'You never know until you take the chance'.

Your phone pinged again.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: I'll be sure to make it worth your while. 

You bit your lip even more but the smile you were trying to mask peaked it's way through.

You: Where and when?

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: 4pm, at L'Vistro's?

You: Sounds cool. I'll see you then.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Okay, night Y/N.

You: Goodnight Levi.

You turned off your phone and stared at the blank screen for a few minutes, the messages still carved into your mind. You let out a small squeal in delight. You couldn't believe this... Maybe Zara giving out your number to a complete stranger actually worked in your favour for once.

~ ~ ~

I know Levi isn't tall but he is in the fic.

[skeetlehand]

ghost!tommy au masterpost #2

ghost tommy au masterpost part one

I made another one. w hhh

au summary: tommy loses his final canon life during the explosion right after the pogtopia vs. manberg war

Nobody really knew where he’d gone either - Tommy had allegedly gone “missing” after the festival. In L’manberg, everyone figured that while it was odd, since tommy would usually be running down the Prime path shouting, or just being generally loud and annoying... he was just... missing. Nobody had seen him all week, but everyone had thought they were the singular individual who hadn’t seen him lately. Eventually when one of them asked where he’d been, everyone came to the consensus that they weren’t the only ones who hadn’t seen him. At first, they thought he was just grieving, since he spent the most time with wilbur. But then ghostbur shows up, which, while was a pretty sad/happy moment, it raised some sort of unease.... 

.... and then, ghost tommy shows up.

I put more details under the cut!!! enjoy pain yall

feel free to send asks about... well, anything! if you found something interesting here, share it! if you’ve got a completely unrelated idea, share it! i like to read your asks. I promise i’ll answer... eventually... (the five asks in my inbox @ me: 👀)

courtesy of @gheysnakelady and their great ideas 👀❤️(you have so many good ones!!!)

current table of contents:

ghost tommy’s appearance

relationships with the rest of the sbi

ghost tommy’s memories

other ghost tommy stuff (misc i guess)

a) presence 

b) connections 

c) blue/yellow 

d) body found

”””pranks”””

dreamon hunters...? (become basically bootleg ghostbusters. but just only one of them.)

TBC: to be touched upon in the next masterpost/page set

relationships with the rest of the smp

a) SAM SAM SAM BIG BROTHER SAM AAA; b) the cabinet + lmanberg... hhh tubbo n big q,,, fundy and niki,,, dream,, the badlands... i need ideAS

reactions to the reveal (at some point... big oof)

.... a revival? phil no -

1. Ghost!Tommy’s Appearance

(should... should I be calling him ghostinnit now? yall use that term a whole lot...)

before he meets anyone (excluding ghostbur and maybe philza. some others might’ve seen him lingering around certain places, faintly), he looked simultaneously exactly as he did before he died, overlaid by his prior deaths (an sword/axe(?) to the back when trying to escape dream during eret’s betrayal, an arrow wound that goes in deep, and currently, visible blast marks and the wither effect). He hadn’t figured out what he looked like yet, other than the noticeable vision problems, but when he did, he did his best to change his form (it’s my current theory that ghosts look like what they want to look like - ie. ghostbur’s nice yellow sweater being a choice on his end). It’s an effort, to look “okay”, and when he goes off the rails, there are hints to what he looks like. 

it’s mostly because... Tommy remembers his death vicariously.  All of them. This is not a good thing.

when he does meet people, his form is slightly transparent, but he looks almost normal. there’s that new hairstyle, which really isn’t a stylistic choice on my end ;’] ... there is a lot of sooty(?) grey patches on his sleeves, and a large black mark smack dab in the middle his shirt. The wither markings on his hands aren’t clear, but that they are there is visible. He hates the wither effects the most - no matter what he does, how hard he concentrates, they. don’t. go. away.

He’s got hair over his eye, like wilbur. Gets uncomfortable when it’s joked about, because that’s a part of his face that’s.... yknow.... and he can’t hide it otherwise

Since ghost!tommy is more emotionally gripped than ghostbur is, unable to let go of the past and all the memories + emotions from it (while ghostbur lets go of it Very Easily), his form shifts a lot. Not only to his “death form” (all of his canon deaths on one ‘current’ form), but to that of the different arcs - dirty long sleeves for pogtopia (it’s cold in the ravines, and he don’t got a coat), ripped revolutionary outfit (eret’s betrayal and the arrow both happened here)... and during his more mellower moments, a green bandana that goes around the neck. He’s constantly changing in clarity, too. It’s hard to focus on him at times.

2. Relationships with the SBI found family gang: pain

did you really think we could have nice things in this au? if so... ouch

Phil

tommy did see him sort of as a dad/some sort of older figure to come to for help. but phil has a history of not exactly being a Dad. sure, he basically adopted techno, and wilbur definitely saw him as a dad, but for tommy, it’s an unspoken relationship that they should be like that, that phil should have his back, that tommy can ask phil for help. yet, they don’t. Phil showed up way too late in the game to make an effort on all of the impacts the wars and pogtopia and wilbur have created, and maybe tommy resents him a little, for leaving him and his brothers alone on the server. maybe tommy saw wilbur die by philza’s hands, moments before he did the same point is, tommy was never a “difficult child” persay, he made all of his complaints loud and clear. philza didn’t expect to do any “underneath the underneath” with him... and didn’t feel like tommy needed the attention all that much, since he could basically occupy himself. 

Think of it like this, at least in my au, that phil was never meant to be a dad. He just chose to be some sort of strong figure in the boys’ lives (found family!!!!) - but he was a survivor first and foremost, and sometimes it shows. His habits rubbed off on his boys, and that shows too - him avoiding talking about Big Things with ghost tommy is reminiscent of how ghostbur dances around questions, and being pressured into doing things is reminiscent of techno.

Tommy, on the other hand, felt as if phil always favored techno, and if not techno, then wilbur, over him. it’s okay though! he doesn’t need phil, he’s a Big Man™! Look at him... dealing with... a war... exile... funky brother problems... more war... okay maybe if phil showed up sooner things would’ve been better but he didn’t so tommy had to be the bigger man! that’s... that’s okay...? hmm. okay maybe he’s mad at phil a little bit,,,,

techno

ahh, complicated relationships *rubs hands*. 

tommy was proud of his brother, at first, the way only little brothers can be, bragging about their cooler bigger bro - that, and tommy lowkey thought there’d be someone to help him with wilbur’s decline. haha NOPE. techno don’t do emotional. thanks,,,,,

on the other hand, all ghost tommy can remember is techno being the unspoken favorite, the favorite child, the favorite brother, teasing and feelings of inadequacy (techno wasn’t a bad brother, though... just... better). And then…he remembers techno showing up well into wilbur’s long decline, techno’s silence when he could’ve used someone to speak up for him, techno’s passiveness towards the paranoia, techno’s stoicism when all tommy wanted was someone to be strong, someone else to be the better man. instead, the job was left to him. why was it always left to him? he wasn’t supposed to do all of this, right?

Techno doesn’t feel all too bad about it, before tommy’s death is discovered. He thinks that the impact of the statement was made through humiliation and violence enough (tommy being pinned down, the hero speech, the ruined victory, etc). What did tommy expect, using the Blade like that? honestly, techno’s a little offended, that tommy thought he could use his brother that easily, like some weapon made of more skill than any of them know what to do with. Techno had made his opinions very clear on government, and then they go on to appoint another one? (even though, it was sort of clear that the goal was to “go back” to the old lmanberg, government and all) so tommy kinda had it coming. besides, he’d respawn and they’d go back to normal.

but then wilbur dies, permanently, and techno has to watch his brother come undone into something else barely reminiscent of what he was momnents ago... ghostbur barely even resembles the wilbur techno used to remember. death matters, on this server, which is two blows in themselves that techno will have to deal with. and then... tommy doesn’t respawn.

techno was sure he’d seen tommy around lmanberg. albeit, like, kinda quiet, but maybe the kid was going through rough times since wilbur died. it wasn’t like techno was going to talk to him about it or anything, since his presence probably wouldn’t be welcomed anyway. tommy was kind of immature, in that regard - he’d be really annoying and yell, like he always did when something didn’t go his way. that, and he wasn’t exactly welcome in lmanberg anymore...

besides, if tommy had a problem, he’d make it clear himself, right?

wilbur/ghostbur

There’s a lot tommy isn’t willing to talk, about wilbur. What could he even say? more than half of the things he did, challenges he stepped up to, were to make Wilbur proud (as he remembered him). He hated losing, because he liked winning more, sure, but also because he wanted to make wilbur proud of him. See: the bow duel, giving up his disc for freedom.

but pogtopia wilbur, well... things only got worse. sometimes, things looked a little better, but over time, tommy learned to expect what came after. even with techno there, tommy was always left to be the “bigger man” - in the aftermath of the festival, the pit, the final pet war - no matter how much he lost, it was always him having to move forward from that point. nobody really helped. it was just tommy and wilbur, and the sound of silence in the ravine.

tommy saw the final explosion of lmanberg as both the ultimate betrayal (the worst thing wilbur could’ve done, couldn’t he have waited, phil was here, surely phil couldve done what tommy spent months trying to do, what techno wouldn’t do, why couldn’t wilbur have this?) but at the same time, he... figured wilbur would pull sometime like this. at this point, the victory might’ve lightened his spirits a whole lot, but he spent months with wilbur alone and in the course of the preparatory week, wilbur didn’t miraculously get better. tommy wishes he did, and he can wish all he wants, but deep down, he knows that he didn’t. the others might’ve not noticed, since they weren’t there for that long.

as for ghostbur, it’s... awkward. 

With ghostbur, he’s stuck between wanting to reach out to his big brother and stay away due to alivebur’s memory living in constant loop in his head. Sad as it is to say, he was sort of… relieved, when ghostbur revealed the extent of his memory loss. after that point..  if ghostbur remembers all the happy bits of their time on the server, surely he could help fill in the gaps? 

Ghostbur was kind of the first person he saw when he resurfaced, and ghostbur then couldn’t really understand the gravity of the situation, nor who tommy was because of how he acted and looked before. tommy didn’t approach him either, mostly out of fear and anticipation. (he couldn’t imagine this of all things, being stuck with wilbur for all of his undying days, hadn’t he had enough?) 

At first, it’s awkward. He doesn’t know what to say, or when to say things, and he’s a lot quieter than in life, so it’s noticeable. He meets Ghostbur, who greets him with joy, until he realizes that Tommy is dead. Memories of the manberg v pogtopia war arise, and he flees. He does not come back, because looking at Tommy hurts. tommy doesn’t get it, really... but.....

and every moment after that, the way ghostbur looks at him, with the guilt in his eyes, the way that he looks away, unable to bear looking anymore… well, tommy is starting to think ghostbur remembers a lot more than what he’s willing to let on (he’s afraid he is). If wilbur doesn’t like him, that’s not… that’s nothing new, anyway. it’s probably one of the few things that didn’t change.

3. Ghost Tommy’s Memories

Going by the HC that they’re caused by how you feel when you die. ie. Wilbur dies happy because he is relieved by Phil stabbing him. That he can rest, while Tommy gets the opposite. Wanting to live but having it so cruelly taken by a loved one that you trusted, only feeling pain and betrayal and the feelings when they had while dying is the reason why they only hold certain memories.

Basically: like Wilbur, only remembers memories associated with a type of feeling. However, unlike Wilbur, Tommy only remembers the bad things.

Ghostbur suggested to phil, who in turn, suggested to tommy that he recorded his memories in a book, like he did! thus, tommy’s “What I remember” book: which is full of stuff he just wants to remember

Dream Good Times (this is just a lie, haha... but refers to the time (read: blank space) before the first disk war)

jokes! (when you make fun of someone, even in good jest, it’s possible they won’t take it that way themselves.)

My home (because it’s been griefed and destroyed so many times at this point)

The disks (not what they sound like though, just that they were apparently important, that he fought for them. he can’t remember what they sound like)

My pets (pet wars. can’t remember whose pet was whose. he remembers mars, though. he talked to mars a lot, on days that pogtopia was quiet... empty...)

the duel

Winning the war (trading the disks for freedom)

L’manberg (manberg)

… Tubbo (? ...dying at the festival.)

Techno & Wilbur  (and phil, and what they did to him, and what they didn’t do.)

pogtopia hanging out with friends (there was nothing good about pogtopia, so he crossed it off and wrote the most blandest happy thing he could replace it with. he wishes pogtopia was just that)

the pit

winning the war (the victory, the explosion his death. if you ask why he wrote it twice, he just.. hesitates. “we won, right?” you might nod along, assuming his memory was just being faulty, that all he could remember were the two victories, that like wilbur, nothing beyond the election/exile registered... but you could also note that neither of those “victories” really felt like winning, in the end. consider the cost...)

i have a secret second list for his “actual memories”. i call it “the list of grievances”. i am so clever haha

4. other ghost tommy stuff

since ghostbur had to go and add some stuff to ghost Lore™, i guess ghost tommy now melts in the rain and snow. not that he really... cares...

other things! these are ideas, idk...

1. presence

maybe whenever he gets near someone, the temperature drops and people feel overwhelmingly negative emotions (ie. sadness, pain, anger, guilt, etc). the intensity of the sadness effect depends on the person or if the person is near - the more that person had done, the more they felt.

Wilbur just feels like melancholy. nobody really notices, since it’s .... well.

2. connections to things?

maybe he’ll be found at certain locations, like his house/jukebox, the election podium, pogtopia, etc, etc... just, ghosting...

4. maybe he’s not actually dead

3. have some blue .... or yellow

either:

a) ghostbur gives tommy some blue to hand out, trying to be nicer to him anyway, like “give people this, it makes people happier if you give them something to drain the sadness”!! but when tommy tries to hand it out, it’s already fully blue. If asked if it was supposed to be transparent, or why it’s already blue, or etc, he responds with “no it's always been blue for me!” because when he’s given it, it turns blue instantly. maybe he seems little sad it doesn’t work on him, but it must be because he’s a ghost, right?

or

b) maybe he makes yellow that gives people happiness (it turns transparent as it’s used), but when he holds it it stays yellow.... because really all it does is draw up previous feelings of contentment, but... can't feel happy if you've never felt it before :’]

4. his body discovery

his body can be found where it was last... left. since he didn’t respawn.

They find him while cleaning up the rest of the rubble. and it's evident how he died, because there are wither marks, explosion burns, and... a final injury that must’ve been the killing blow, since there’s no way he would’ve survived that. it's evident he suffered, but not from the killing blow. his face has that... expression. he looks as miserable as his ghost does, at times (contrary to wilbur's exact opposite). maybe techno is there. they're not sure if tommy just got caught in the crossfire. they think he did, because he was buried under all of this. who would have ... intentionally done this to him...? while he was trapped?

maybe techno approaches to see what everyone looks so wicked out by. and he sees his brother or more like, what was left of his brother. oof.

5. Pranks: completely out of chronological order i guess... BUT I WANTED TO INCLUDE IT AAA

tommy isn’t... peaceful. he’s not at peace. he’s surrounded by the people who he can remember taunting him, hurting him, betraying him, all he can remember feeling is anger, grief and resentment - how long do you think he’ll play nice for? even though he wants things to go back to normal, either he feels like he’s much too dead for anything to ever be the same, and/or everyone ... moved on pretty quick, huh.

tommy begins to prank the server, like he used to. but there’s a pattern to it, and it quickly devolves from seemingly light-hearted to borderline malicious and definitely inconveniencing/annoying.

ghost tommy filling dream's current base/go-to-residency (since this man canonically homeless) with clay... and then, later, other blocks, like tnt, obsidian... 

he sets up multiple jukeboxes when dream goes to sleep and have them all play cat/melohi at different intervals at once, kind of like. "you wanted this so bad, now eat it”.

misplace sapnap's current pets (if he has any). fill sapnap's house with horses, cows all named "h" names, and eventually turn it into an elaborate aquarium filled with tropical fish.

George’s house gets scrambled: like the blocks all get swapped and stuff, or replaced with lime wool/clay. maybe fill his house with alarm clocks or something? idk

He's hesitant about techno... so one of his earlier steps is: collaborate with sam with the horse maze (who sees it as a bonding activity! fun for the whole family!), but in the books, on the last page of all the books, he writes notes like "you know what you did" and stuff idk, i gotta come up with 8 of those. at the end, skeppy brings back the books and the hornse and techno's like haha i didn't write those books! and skeppy says, that makes sense! why would your write this... (he assumes the first few are threats, but then they reference techno in diff ways, so he gets confused), and then techno's like: wait what

maybe he probably releases all the horses n cows and other things techno’s got. or relocates them (cause he still cares about animals, he doesn't want to hurt them... he's not sapnap after all)

at first it's funny, normal. then it's annoying. and then it becomes worrying. it elevates in destructive tendencies, and also escalates in amount so people start going "tommy this is so annoying"-> exactly the reaction he wants, so he continues -> "this isn't funny anymore, tommy!" well, it never was supposed to be :)

....and they realize suddenly that none of it was meant to be a "prank" or a joke, tommy genuinely was trying to make their lives as hard as they did him.

ALSO EDIT: i bring you: dreamon hunters! part two! tubbo n fundy fight over what to do with ghost tommy, as tubbo doesn't think there's anything wrong with tommy (it’s his best friend, of course nothing’s wrong!), while fundy thinks he's a malicious poltergeist (with all the pranks.... that’s... that’s not tommy. tommy isn’t that spiteful... is he? )

[tardytothepardy]

Fruits Basket - Vol. 20

I want to try to break the book into three main chunks. The last time I did that, it was easier to write about. So uh, the first chunk has to do with Tohru and her feelings about Kyo, and Kagura's reaction, the second chunk is Akito and Ren's past being revealed (it's totally a mess but it's to be expected), and the third chunk is about things unraveling.

Ok cool let's do it. (The picture was at the end of one of the chapters, I just liked it a lot idk) (also tumblr needs to increase the character limit for the alt text, it's only 200 characters, which goes by quick. twitter has like,, 420, which is more manageable)

Tohru came to Kazuma's house to visit Izusu, and Kagura came to confront Tohru about something. What possibly could it be (as if I didn't say so in the beginning)? Kagura was talking about it a bit with Kazuma, and he said he just hopes that Tohru's feelings don't come from a place of pity (which is a mild "oof" point for Kagura, because that's mostly why she loved Kyo), because Kyo has had to deal with people either flat out hating him, or being nice to him out of a sense of pity. Even Kazuma admitted (earlier in the series. I don't remember when but I remember reading it) that part of the reason he took in Kyo as a child was because he was making it up for how he treated his grandfather, the previous Cat. Over time, those feelings fell away, in favor of genuinely caring for Kyo's wellbeing, but Kazuma doesn't seem to be the one who would forget about stuff like that. (Also it turns out that the previous Cat's partner basically stayed with him out of a sense of pity, as well)

It turns out that Izusu and Tohru were talking about the same thing, and Tohru worried if her feelings for Kyo were selfish, because she wanted nothing to take Kyo away from her, not the curse, not the Sohma family, nothing. Kagura then bust into the room, smacked Tohru across the fucking room it seems, and said, "Then fucking tell him that!!" (direct quote, 100%) Izusu yelled at Kagura for hitting Tohru, asking what right she had for doing that, but given Kagura's nature, it doesn't seem completely out of nowhere. She just got pretty emotional in that moment.

For Tohru, it seemed to knock the right screw loose for her, and she thought back to when she was talking about her father to Kyo, and if he said really anything against what she was talking about, she apparently would've just zipped her lips and pretended she hadn't said anything, and moved on, but he didn't. Which is pretty nice of him to do, honestly. Anyway, when she came to again (because she got knocked out from Kagura's emotion-packed slap), Kyo was sitting there, because Kazuma had called him, ("Hey dude so there was a smackdown here and Tohru got knocked out lmao" is how I'm imagining the call. kjdhkfgjh can you imagine Kazuma saying "lmao" I can't) but Kyo didn't ask about the fight (which was a Wise Lesson from Shishou™), another nice thing for him to do, though in my opinion it would be a pretty easy thing to explain.

Ok, so now onto the second chunk, which kinda has some of the stuff in the third chunk later on but whatever. Story flow, it's pristine today.

It starts with some of the,, maids? or something that are in the Sohma house (they never get names so far as I can tell, and I don't really know what to call them, but at one point someone referred to one of them as a maid, I think? Idk.) talking about Ren, and wondering why Akito still let Ren wander around freely like she does. Another said that Akito can only do so much, because apparently there is a crowd of people in the house that are "Ren-followers", and if she had Ren be completely contained within an area, there's a chance that those followers might start some shit, which would be a headache to deal with. One of the maids said that Akito has been sick (or holed up in her room) for too long, and the rest of the Juunishi are doing nothing to help, which does not help with Ren, who spouts out stuff about how the Juunishi doesn't really care about Akito at all. The maids seem to have a particular thing against Ren, because they view her as an unsuitable woman who somehow managed to become partners with Akira, the previous God, I think, but also the father of Akito.

Speaking of Akito, she has a box. That same box that Ren tried to use Izusu to get back. Something about that box has to do with Akira, and it seems important to both Akito and Ren, though honestly at this point Akito is probably just holding onto it out of spite for Ren, I wouldn't be surprised (I, too, am a petty bitch. I understand the mindset). She asked Kureno if he has any idea what is in it, and when he says he doesn't, she simply says, "Father."

Now we jump over to Ren and Shigure, who are also talking about about that elusive box. Apparently Shigure was tasked to get the box, but obviously he didn't succeed. He said (thought? He didn't say it aloud, it was one of those thoughts thing--- anyway) that he didn't really care, he didn't even want to touch that box, much less even look at it, it was no loss to him. Out loud, he says that it would be inappropriate for him to hold it, and Ren agrees, saying that only she can have it, just like how only she could have Akira, when he was alive. Are you already sensing where this is heading? Well, I'll say it anyway.

Flash back to Kureno, he's thinking about Akira, from when he was younger and Akira was still alive. He remembers Akira as very beautiful, in a fleeting way. Akira was sickly, all the time, and sad. Everyone knew that he wouldn't live for very long. But since he was the head of the house, of the family, it was imperative that he find a partner and produce an heir. That person was Ren, who was one of his care-takers. The rest of the staff (or something??) didn't like that she was going to be with Akira, it seemed unsuitable, but she was the only candidate. She was the only person who recognized how lonely he was, is what Akira said as a defense when people objected. And so, they were married. The older members of the family despised it, the younger thought it was the beginning of a new change, a new era. Ren said (because this section is flipping between Kureno and Ren) that it was only them two (haha grammar): Akira and Ren, they were all who mattered. She was everything to Akira. So when she had Akito, well, that muddled things. Because now there was another person that Akira loved: his own fuckin child. That's right. Ren got jealous of her own child because Akira loved his very own daughter. That's,, that's something. Shortly after that, Ren decided that Akito would be raised as a boy. Or maybe it was while she was still pregnant. At any rate, she said it was because it would be unsuitable for the head of the family to be a woman, but we all know the real reason: it's so that Akira wouldn't be loving another girl, even though that other girl was his daughter. Jfc Ren is a handful. From Kureno's memory, it seems like even as a kid, Shigure recognized that.

Back to Shigure and Ren, Shigure says that he feels sorry for Ren, probably thanks to all that upset she has. She says the same, that the Juunishi have had to deal with the abuse that Akito has dealt to them simply because of that "bond", and that there's no way that anyone could honestly love Akito. Shigure also comments that sometimes he thinks that if Akito had been raised as a woman, she'd look exactly like Ren, which instantly pisses Ren off. She just starts screaming about "Who do you have to thank for Akito being born! I'm the reason that (insert angry comment about how she's the only reason why x happened)". I'm kinda glad she isn't in the series much, this is exhausting. I know she's in the book later, and maybe a bit more in the next few, but jeez. It's a lot.

Anyway, let's end the chapter with Momiji having his curse be broken. The end is near (for the Juunishi, not this post lmao).

The second that the curse breaks, Akito knows it (that's probably the bond. I doubt it's some kinda "we'll be friends forever uwu" kinda thing, it's just kinda an awareness of each other, or maybe just God's awareness of everyone) and races towards Momiji, begging him to not leave. Now that the curse is broken, Momiji is confused as to how those thoughts he had prior for Akito were even there, now that he sees Akito clinging onto him, whimpering and panicked. Momiji waves her away, saying that he'll keep it a secret, and that Akito should go rest, wasn't she feeling sick earlier?

We pan over to the school, where Haru is asking Yuki if he's noticed anything off about Momiji. Haru can't place it, but something seems off, maybe not. Kyo ends up running into Momiji walking down a hallway, and asks him about it (he overheard the others talking about it), and Momiji just out and says it: his curse broke. He said he imagines that Tohru would be happier about it if it were Kyo's curse that broke, and that he (Momiji) lost. (I guess he lost in some unspoken one-sided competition of "getting" Tohru, because y'know she's not her own person who is capable of deciding these things for herself or anything)

Later, Momiji goes back to the main Sohma estate, to apologize to Akito for how he acted yesterday, but also to say that he won't be staying there any longer. Akito takes it like a champ, slapping Momiji across the face and insulting him, saying that he's a traitor, he has nowhere else to go, his family either doesn't remember him or hates him, he'll never be happy! and Momiji's just like, "Yeah lol I already feel lonely", that he can't be with the person he loves, and he no longer has that One Thing that previously connected him to most of the other people he's close with, and that there's no going back. He does say though, that it's not Akito's decision or place to say whether Momiji will ever be happy or not, because he might not be happy now, that does not mean that he won't ever be happy in the future. He then asks Akito how long she will stay at the house, thinking that eventually, everyone will come back to her, that no one will be happy without her. What if it's actually her that is most afraid-- Akito isn't down for an analysis, she just tells Momiji to leave.

Let's now go down memory lane, down a nice and happy time, especially for Akito and Ren: Akira's death and it's after effects. Happy times. (apparently i was wrong, the thing i said was the third chunk that wove in nicely with the second was just the second chunk, i think this is the actual third chunk)

Akito is thinking back (on a rainy morning, extra points for setting the mood) on her relationship with her parents. With Akira, it was nice, he always was kind and caring, telling Akito that she is what everyone has been waiting for, and that she thought she was the one Akira loved the most. With Ren, however, she was always cruel, from the start. She always glared at Akito, she was always mean. Akito hates her. We're brought back to the day Akira died, where Ren bursts into the room, asking why she wasn't notified sooner, why Akira had to die alone. One of the attendants said his condition worsened too quickly to call Ren close by, but also that Akira hadn't died alone; he died with Akito by his side. The attendant said that Akira's will had been passed onto Akito, she was now the head of the family. Ren was angered at that, there's no reason for Akito to still be around now! She only tolerated her child being around because Akira liked her, but now that Akira is gone, there is no one to love or care about Akito. Akito said that wasn't true, that all of the Juunishi will love her, because of their bond. (Which is basically what Akira said. He put most of that stuff into her head, and she doubled down on it whenever Ren said anything against it, which might as well be every single time they were around each other)

Back to the present, Kureno comes in the room to talk about something, but Akito interrupts him, saying that she was happy when Yuki was born, as the Rat. It was mostly just something she used to prove Ren wrong, and she used it as long as she could (much to the deterioration of Yuki's mental health). She thought back, over the years, to all the bad things that had happened, how she tried so hard to keep everyone close, and how all of them had, one by one, come to "betray" (cough cough, try to live their own lives, cough cough) her. After Shigure and Yuki left to their present residence, Ren said that they had given up on Akito. When Akito again mentioned their bond (which, really, now that I think about it, has basically been the singular thing straining to keep everything under control. Akito's sole sense of identity was being God, she's never had anything else.), Ren waved it away, then challenged that if any of the Juunishi can go out into the world, experience it in all it's freaky magical ways, and not be taken in by it, and instead return to Akito, then she will have been proved wrong, Akito's claims this whole time will have been correct. If they failed to, however, Ren said that Akito would have to give up the Sohma name. But Akito believed it, she truly believed she was right, that nothing big enough would come between her and the rest of the Juunishi (Tohru has entered the chat). She had to believe it, she just had to. But now, it's evident, between how Haru reacted upon learning about Izusu, Momiji's demeanor after the curse broke, the general way that the rest of the Juunishi float away from Akito, that it isn't true, and with that, she has nothing to hope for.

Upon this realization, Ren bursts into the room, knee-length hair floating around her, eyes crazed, knife in hand, demanding for Akira. Demanding for that box, and whatever contents were inside. In response, Akito fuggin yeeted it at Ren, she didn't give a shit. It flashed back to right before Akira died, and he soothed Akito by saying that, despite dying, he will always be with her. He wanted for Ren to be happy. He wasn't upset that he was dying so soon, he knew that he was just a man who was going to die, but he was happy that he was able to have a child, and to have had that child with Ren, and since that child was special, it was proof that their relationship was a special one. Back to the present, Ren scrambles to the box, tears it open hungrily to find,,, nothing. The box was empty. It'd always been empty, said to have held Akira's soul, but it was mostly just something to help Akito with Akira's passing. Suddenly, Akito grabbed the knife that fell from Ren's hand, poised to stab Ren but then--

Hiro's curse broke. Ren can thank that bond she always scoffed at for saving her life. But hey, now Hiro can hold his baby sister, which is nice. Yay for family moments.

Boo for Akito, because it's just really grinding in that the curse is quickly falling apart, and there's absolutely nothing that she can do about it. Ren taunts Akito, asking if she was trying to kill her. The attendants blow up, one yelling at Ren for making such a scene, taking a knife with her, and another scolds the first for giving Akito that box in the first place, it's stupid! The first attendant said that Akito knew from the start that it was empty, common sense would say that much! (idk man it could've held one last letter from Akira to Akito, a letter wouldn't affect the weight of the box significantly, it's not common sense)

Akito leaves the room, and Kureno follows. Akito says that it was both common sense but also not, that there wasn't anything in the box. She wanted to believe there was a chance that something was in that box, some kind of invisible energy that would help her. But even after opening it, seeing that it was empty, she still held onto it, knowing there wasn't anything. And that was her common sense, that's what she thought. She'd never been given any other way of thinking, of living, so why and how should anyone expect differently? Kureno says that she can start learning now, that that was what he wanted to talk about earlier, that she can't stay here, she'll never be able to move on, to which Akito cuts him off with "Fuggin now, bitch?? You're saying that now?? That doesn't help me! It would have helped in the beginning! But not fucking now!" (which btw is true. i doubt akito was even allowed to go to a public school, that she was schooled within the estate. i really believe that she's never really been outside of the the properties that the Sohma family owns) Then she stabs Kureno, with that knife she's been holding all this time. She reasons with it saying that Kureno's "halfway kindness" has been killing her this whole time, that it can't be fixed by Kureno saying that maybe Akito should go touch some grass. As Akito is running from the scene (more like haggardly stumbling), she continues thinking that it's Kureno's fault, it's not on her, until she remembers what Yuki was saying at the New Year's gathering about blame. It doesn't really fix anything, it just momentarily makes you think that you're not in the wrong. *record scratch* What if it's Akito's fault, then? All of this? What if it's her fault? What if it's the fault of the person who made everyone change? What if it's Tohru's fault?? (dun dun dunnnn)

Meanwhile, back at the other Sohma house (Shigure's house?) Tohru has some confessing to do. Before that though, Kyo has some confessing to do, though not about the same thing. He tells Tohru that he knew her mom before she died, and that he was the reason she died. He tells her that they met when he was really young, and how they had kinda become friends (in that way that people become friends by talking often, but Kyo never told Kyoko his name, because he had some weird thing about having a name so similar). That all fell apart the day that Tohru went missing. He promised that he would find her and rescue her, but after finding that Yuki had done it (the evidence was The Hat), he lashed out, and never talked to Kyoko again. Years later, when he was at the crosswalk, who was beside him but Kyoko, who he recognized instantly. He wasn't sure what to do, whether to say something to her or hold back. He was totally able to grab her arm, get her out of harm's way, but he didn't, he was too scared. (plus yaknow the whole cat thing) He beats himself up about, still to this day. He does the same with his own mom's death. It was his fault that his mom killed herself, she couldn't stand having such a monster as a child. It was too much for her, and she couldn't take any longer. (It wasn't. I won't say that his mom wasn't put under strain for having Kyo, for knowing that he wasn't human, that he turned into a weird monster if his bracelet was taken off, but from what we've seen of his dad, it was probably at least 85-90% his dad's fault. He was too caught up in the politics of the Sohma family, ashamed of the fact that Kyo was the Cat, the worst out of them, that he couldn't even salvage having one of the good freaks to have as a child of his, and he took it all out on his wife and later his son.)

And the book ends on that cheery note. (Why do I say stuff like that why I am I like this)

[shinygoku]

Percy for the Character thing?

Wait! Oh yes, wait a minute Mister ...Milk! Man~

First impression

Honestly I think the first time I actually saw Percy was in the outro of some CGI Thomas that was on telly at the time ...several years ago. I have absolutely no memory of the episodes themselves, but somehow it seems I got the ED more than once? So I couldn't possibly say what eps they were or even if they were HiT or Mattel seasons, but it was the Engine Roll Call thing. "Percy pulls the mail on time," it would say. And that's how I knew his name, colour and his job, lol

Impression now

Percy, a precious, peril-prone pea!

We are all love Percy. He's cute and cheeky and pretty darn sweet! And sometimes he's as daft as a brush, which leads to many Funny Moments. The producers of the show also had a pretty obvious bias toward him, as it feels like every season 6 episode has him crash into something or otherwise a heavy amount of spotlight.

Sadly, this made me start to feel a bit annoyed as him being used so much doesn't mean he was used well! But that's passed now, because s7 [for all it's blandness] did different things and the Golden Era of s1 - s5 actually has variety and balance and a better eye for how to use the characters... Like Percy! Cause he was heavily featured in 2 and 5 but so much better it didn't feel like he was being pushed, haha

It's also kinda funny to think how in and out of universe, he was originally a Replacement Thomas before diverging and becoming his own engine, (even if s6 did have him as the Main Character) but when you again consider some of his defining traits being Small, Cheeky, the Station Pilot who was mentored by Edward, and even pulling Annie and Clarabel early on.

I do prefer the version of Percy who has the hidden roughness (contrast with Thomas who's more upfront about it lol) and his own things to do, being more Goods-based and Harbour located, and later being the de-facto Post Train puller, while still having Ffarquhar as his main home. And he's a bouncy, playful sort'a fella, which contrasts nicely with how Thomas holds his work so importantly.

Favourite moment

First that comes to mind is his Wheeshing at Henry, which is so unexpectedly big and loud that Henry scoots tf outta there in panic. Legend hours only!

For a somewhat longer moment is Percy's Promise, cause while his heroics that day would later engorge his head and make him do something stupid later, he was legit impressive at the time lol

Also Promise shows how dang unlucky he is, cause Thomas lets him pull the Sunday School train as a favour, to be a nice break! [Trombone WUP WAH sound as the camera cuts to the flooded line]

Idea for a story

I don't have fresh ideas at present, the WIP I do have features him fairly heavily, but the most I'll say here is that grew out of my musing on Duck's post lol

I would be curious about his pre-Sodor times, though! He's meant to have had a long and chequered past, predating most of the cast members and having been all over the country, but even if it was limited to the warehouse FC1 eventually buys him in, who are the other engines? Are they friends or foe? What was Percy called, seeing that Sir Hatt names him on the spot?

Unpopular opinion

Percy + Crashing ≠ Instant Classic Ep, Season bloomin' Six!

I also feel his naïve nature and general ignorance is leaned on too hard. It's very transparently to have a convo between him and Thomas for the benefit of the Kiddie Audience but it doesn't feel authentic to either character when they stop and are like:

Percy: What is "Money"?

Thomas: [looks at the audience with generic smile mask on] Money can be exchanged for goods and services.

Percy: Oooh, I wish I had money! Then I could buy a lovely bow tie! [Imagine spot of him wearing one]

That's the sort of template that became weirdly common, and it's one of the early signs that the series was sliding to be more Children Friendly at the cost of it's actual broad appeal. Man...

Favourite relationship:

Done right, done well? Then yes, I really am fond of the Best Bud dynamic he and Thomas have. They have enough in common and enough different to bounce off each other well!

...I just feel like it more often isn’t done to actually be in character for one or both of them. Like I just said with the ‘Percy is Dumb so Thomas explains basic life fixture to him’ example, Thomas tends to get stripped down to a bland slightly wiser role who’s there because he’s the title character, while Percy is treated as the most important character who has to be in every episode but also Learn things and oof the Sixth Season did do a number on me lol

(Literally the best ‘Thomas Explains Something To Percy’ moment was in Percy takes the plunge, as Thomas was using his own experience with the mine but Percy takes the story too literally and doesn’t get the point lol)

I like it when they’re competent, hard workers who are mostly in sync but also have silly rows over things and get into prank wars. They cooperate on the Post Trains and Percy is one of a very small number of engines Thomas trusts with Annie and Clarabel. They also bicker and stew over comments the other made, which is indeed a Sibling type behaviour and doesn’t contradict the affection they still have for each other.

The alternative brotp is Percy and Duck, which again I touched on in Duck’s ask and Jobey went into more depth on! Combined they are a well oiled machine and don’t seem to suffer the same OOC bouts, so it’s a lot of fun seeing them doing stuff~

Favourite headcanon

Percy is absolutely older and wiser than he comes across. Some of his baby faced, wide eyed curious nature is a careful construct, all the better to take the meaner types by surprise when Percy does his stuff very effectively. Also he can’t carry a tune in a bucket, haha

[bigfatpapas]

Ichiban’s hot salami juice Ichiban x reader

CHAPEPTER 2

Ichiban went along with the employee to the back of the Lidl, It was a looooong track and even though they didn’t speak for many hours Ichiban still felt comfortable with the nice employee. Maybe it was their nice scent, their perfume smelled lightly of ham which he found very attractive. After taking about 759303846 steps in the back of the Lidl they finally arrived at their destination: The Sallame.

“Okay we’re finally here, can you see the salami up there?” said y/n

“Oh shit fuck that sure is high up!” replied Ichiban, “But I think if you stand on my shoulders you should be able to reach it!”

Ichiban bent down seductively, showing off his nice curves and gargantuan behind, to let y/n get onto his shoulders.

“HHNHNNGGHG OOH OOUHGHH OHH FUCK HOUHHH HIS ASS” y/n thought to themselves “HHHHMOOHHMHHH OOHH IM GONNA TOUCH HIM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” they thought and did not say out loud while they climbed ichiban like the sexy tree he is. hell yeah.

“okay here we go! Up, up, up! Ichiban said to y/n while stretching his legs.

“Wow you weigh almost nothing! You weigh as much as maybe 142 copies of Ninja Gaiden Sigma on the playstation 3!”

“wow omg sir you are so strong teehee” they said while blushing

“haha thanks I go to the gym sometimes and hot salalimo water makes you very strong” He replied.

Y/n then stood up on Ichiban’s shoulders while getting maybe a little bit or a lot of dirt and hair from their shoes on his dark magenta suit. This was very exciting, standing on such a tall sexy man’s shoulders, it was making their legs a little shaky and their pits a little sweaty, but they were stable enough for now to reach out for the salammer.

“Okay sir, I think I can grab it!” y/n reached out for the pack of 150 grams of cold meat, and…. Got it!

“Yes! I was able to reach it!” y/n enthusiastically called out while looking down at the gorgeous customer below them. The sight of Ichiban’s forehead from this angle made their knees buckle, and y/n fell from his shoulders!

It was like everything went in slow motion. Y/n came crashing down while ichiban reached for them with his strong muscular arms. But they were still a bit slippery from their nervous sweat from standing on his shoulders so they slipped out of his arms and their butt hit the cold tile floor.

“ow oopsie doodle doo” said ichiban, while grabbing the salllaami from their hands. “Glad we got it though haha”

“haha yeah let’s go to the checkout haha ow ouch oof” y/n groaned

(time skip they are now walking all the way back through the lidle for many kilometers)

“Well I hope the sslam is worth all the trouble you went through.” the submissive and breedable employee said to ichiban. “You said you needed it for Hot Sallmmemrneimi Water, right? I’ve never had that before, maybe I should try it sometime.”

Suddenly Ichiban got an idea. “Oh hot damn! then maybe if you want you can have some at my place sometime!!!”

OOOHH HFYUCK  S C O R E. Y/n just got invited to mister sexy’s place of residence!!

“Ojhhh oh well um yeah heheh he yeah well teehee I think I would really like that….. *submissive emojis*” they hornily replied.

“haha sicknasty, are you available on saturday?” Ichiban said.

“No sorry I have a pottery class next saturday” y/n said.

“owh well I have spot free on the 25th?” Ichiban said.

“Nooo I can’t I have to get my cat groomed that day” y/n said.

“haha cool, wish I had a cat. Okay the 27th then?” Ichiban said.

“no sorry I have work then, but I’m available the day after! :)” y/n said.

“haha cool but I’m going to the arcade with my best friend zhao joongi nanba adachi saeko eri that day… :(“ Ichiban said.

“Oh I don’t know who those people are but have fun, then maybe next month on the 32nd?” y/n said.

“haha that date doesn’t exist” Ichiban said.

“oh yeah haha” y/n said.

“How about tonight after you’re done working?” Ichiban said.

“Wow, that seems lovely! 3am?” y/n said.

“No at 5:57.” Ichiban said.

“Okay I’ll see you there! :D” y/n said.

And so, their dinner date was planned. Except Ichiban forgot to give his address.

“Hey wait wait sir where do you live?” y/n yelled to him while he was already half out of the doors.

“Oh yeah haha sorry I am currently housed at Dragonquestslimestreet 69, on the second floor. It’s a building with cum stains, can’t miss it!” He loudly replied back while all the other customers kinda looked at him annoyed.

And so, their dinner date was planned.

END CHAPPETWR 2

[blackberry-gingham]

I really appreciate your writing and you’ve quickly become one of my favourite tumblr pages (seriously)🧡 This feels like such a self projecting request but could I request headcannons or imagines (whichever’s works best for you) of how the lads would celebrate the reader’s birthday (it’s my birthday in a few days hehe)

*gasp* oh my gosh, thank you! And happy birthday dear, I'm so glad you're here! 🥳🥳 Since it's coming up I'm going to do this one now, I'm sure everyone waiting for requests will understand! (Thanks peeps ❤️) I hope you get this before you're birthday's passed dkdksksk but enjoy your special day!!

And now, let the festivities with the boys begin!!

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George

Ok so we all know George is like a low key kinda guy right?

But also, really personal and sentimental!!!

So I could tooootally see him throwing you a surprise party!

It's been a long, tough day at work and you're feeling absolutely drained

One of your work friends remembered your special day today, but so far that's been the only highlight

At least you get to spend the evening with your Georgie

You unlock the front door and walk in to find the flat surprisingly dark

Strange, you thought he'd be home by now?

You sigh dejectedly

Can today get any worse?

You flip the lights on, put down your things, and kick off your shoes

Maybe what you really need is a good drink

The thought doesn't do much to lift your spirits, but you figure you'll forget about that soon enough

You round the corner to the kitchen and turn that light on as well

And as you do...

"SURPRISE!!"

All you can see is bright colors

The walls are absolutely covered in streamers and balloons, surrounding a haphazardly hung Happy Birthday sign

A few brightly wrapped packages are sitting on the table a little bit aways from a brightly frosted cake

It looks a little worse for wear, but charming none the less

And then, as though you could possibly forget, George has popped up from behind the table

He's wearing a striped party hat and a colorful tie as he gestures to his handy work

"Happy birthday love! You didn't think I forgot did you?"

You can barely speak, you're so, well, surprised!

So you forget the words. Instead you rush over to George and nearly tackle him with a hug

"Oof! Haha, so you like it then?"

You're bouncing on the balls of your feet by now as tears of happiness prick your eyes

"Oh George, I love it! Did you do all this?"

He beams proudly, "Yep! Sorry, but I lied this morning. I didn't go to the studio today, instead I was decorating and baking"

George gestures to the cake

Now that you're on the other side of it, you notice the back is missing some frosting

Before you can even ask, George scratches his scalp sheepishly, "Sorry, I got hungry... It smells pretty good at least! Good sign I'd say"

You laugh, and kiss his cheek in thanks, your awful work day long forgotten

George gives you one more big squeeze and kisses you back

"Happy Birthday love..."

He lets you go and pulls out a chair for you to sit

"Now, let's see about this cake, eh?"

You laugh again and wipe away some happy tears as George lights your candles

John

Honestly, I can't decide if John would want to do something cute and low key for you like George, or if he'd want to take you out and totally have a ball!

So on that note... Why not both?!?

I feel like John is extra enough to do something like that lmao

You wake up on the day day of your birthday in the way you least expected

Is something... Burning?

You jump out of bed and rush towards the smell. You don't even notice that John isn't in bed with you

As you hastily approach, you find that somewhere in there, something actually smells quite good...

It would seem your nose has led you to the kitchen, where the sounds of gentle sizzling and John swearing awaits you

John yelps, having burned his finger on the pan, and he sucks it, growling in frustration

"... John? What's all this?", You ask groggily

The man in question whips around, looking surprised that you're awake, as though his work in the kitchen wasn't loud as bombs

"Uh... Happy Birthday! I thought I'd make you breakfast in bed", he turns his attention to the pan and flips it's contents aggressively, "Or, try to, that is"

You smile, just glad that the house hasn't burned down (yet)

With a quiet yawn you walk up behind him and lean on his back, holding him for a hug

"I can help you know..."

"On your birthday? Absolutely not. Besides I'm nearly done"

You rub your eyes and release him

John directs you to the table to sit before he fetches two plates

When he returns, he's set out a full english in front of you. It's only a little burnt

He goes off once more to bring back the kettle and all the fixings for tea before pouring two cups

At last, he gives you a kiss and sits to eat with you

He asks how you slept and how you feel, all the niceties to help you wake up

Once you've finished your small talk session, he takes hold of the conversation for a moment

"Well, when you're done here, make sure to go get all done up and ready, I've got a whole day planned for you! First, I thought we'd go to that big mall you like and you can have whatever you want and this time I promise not to rush you. Then, I've booked a place we can go dancing and then have an early dinner. And then...!"

John jabbers on in his excitement, and you let him go, growing excited yourself

Besides, it's not everyday he's in a mood like this!

Once you've finished eating, you promise John that it was delicious, and no, it wasn't too burnt

He cleans up for you while you go off to freshen up for the day and eventually, John does the same

"Alright, ready!"

You descend the staircase while John watches, his mouth hanging agape

You're like an absolute angel, and John wonders how a guy like him got so damn lucky

John takes you into his arms and you give him a kiss

"Everything alright?"

He swallows and manages a smile

"Fine! Just fine..."

You smile knowingly and allow John to lead you out to the car

He opens your door and then takes you on your little adventure

Astonishingly, John keeps his word, and is on best behavior while you enjoy your time in and out of your favorite stores

He even carries your bags for you

When you get to the dancing next, it's absolutely magical

The ballroom is beautiful and you feel like royalty as John spins you around and around, waltzing through the evening

And finally, the long awaited dinner is excellent

Nearly as good as the special birthday dessert John gets for you both to share

Paul

Now I know here on this blog we've had some discussion on Paul's love language

And I think we've settled on some mix of gift giving and words of affirmation

So he'd DEFINITELY have to incorporate that in his celebration of your birthday!

And what better way to express that then with music!!!

It seems for months at least Paul has been absolutely consumed with work

Whenever you see him, he's pening sheet music or writing lyric ideas in his notebook

You figure he's working hard on an upcoming album, so you think nothing of it, only reminding him to rest now and again

But... As the day of your birthday comes closer, you're feeling a bit worried

Of course, you don't want to pull him away from his work, especially if it's so urgent it's got him this busy!

And yet, this is a rather special day and you'd hate to spend it without your beloved boyfriend

He hasn't had much time for you lately, after all...

However, you say nothing on the matter, not wanting to make him feel pressured either way

And when the moment of truth comes, Paul comes through!

You wake up to kisses and a simple but tasty breakfast

Paul seems as though he can hardly sit still while you enjoy your food

"Are you alright?", you suppress a laugh

"Me? Fine! I just, I have something for you when you're done there... It's downstairs!"

"Oh?", you laugh and finish up quickly, curious to find your surprise

When you're all done, Paul takes your hand and leads you after him down and around to living room

He takes you up to the record player and hands you a small, wrapped square

"Go on!"

You unwrap it carefully

Our falls a little birthday love note written in Paul's writing and a 45 record

The note explains that this is a special song his written just for you, and only you

This 45 was pressed just for you, he even had it colored your favorite color, rather then the standard plain old black

You turn to him with a tear in your eye after reading the touching note

"Is this what you've been working on all this time?"

Paul laughs and holds you close

"It is! I wanted to make sure it was my finest work for you! Just in time too, you've no idea how sick and tired the lads are of me asking for their feedback"

He laughs again, then gives you a kiss

"Well go on then, put it on!"

You do, and he's absolutely right

This is his finest work

Better then please, please me

Better then a hard days night

Even better then she loves you

The song is longer then your average little Beatles' song. It has all of Paul's romantic, boyish charm to it, sharpened and honed by the feedback and refinements of all the other three

It's sweet and slow and sentimental and it has no right being as wonderfully amazing as it is

Paul rushes off to bring you some tissues, as tears trickle down your cheeks

He dries them for you and consoles you with that old charming smile while the song comes to a close

"Now hold on, there's something on the back!"

Paul flips the record over and some birthday wishes from all four of them play before a silly rendition of happy birthday closes the b side out

You're absolutely speechless and Paul is so happy just to know that you love it

He takes you out for dinner that night and when you're done, you come back home for cake and champagne

And after that is all said and done, Paul puts on your record and the two of you slow dance the night away

Ringo

Honestly, Ringo's birthday plans were the first to come to mind, they're that strong lol

He'd want you to have as much fun as possible!!

Of course sweet stuff like dinner and dancing and all that is nice, but...

Well, Ringo thinks your birthday should be a celebration of living and having lived, and what better way to do that then some good old fun!

He is the king of light hearted and high energy after all lol

On the morning of your birthday, Ringo is excited practically from the second his eyelids open

You weren't expecting to be awoken to the sound of your boyfriend chanting your name as he jumps on you to get you up, but here you are

"Wake up, wake up! Happy Birthday!"

He flops down to give you a kiss and hug

Although you're quite groggy, you can't find it in yourself to be mad

You chuckle and wrap your arms around him, "Good morning, Ritchie"

"Oh, uh that too"

He kisses you again, and cuddles with you until you're properly awake

Once you're ready to get up, the two of you journey to the kitchen and make breakfast together

You make pancakes, and it's a wonder there's enough left for cooking and consuming, considering how much batter you wasted tasting it and smearing it on each other

Honestly, you don't even want to get started on the flower absolutely coating your PJs, hair, and the floor

Even as you sit to eat, Ringo's mop top is dusted white and stuck with small clumps of batter

You don't mean to, but you can't help but burst into laughter at the sight of him

Ringo tosses some blueberries at you with a sour look, and you return fire with a dash of whipped cream on his nose

At that, he joins you, adding his deep, goofy laughter in contrast to your soft voice

At last you manage to eat in peace and when you're both satisfied, you decide to leave the dishes and the mess for another time

For now, you have a birthday to celebrate!

You both shower and change into some casual attire

"Ready?"

"Ready!"

Ringo sprints outside with you in tow

He takes you to the bus stop explaining his plans for the day

And that would be... Whatever you want!

You ride into town and look high and low through the little shops for some excitement

Nothing too interesting catches your eye, and so you head over to the park instead

It's a beautiful day out, and Ringo holds your hand while you walk the trail

But suddenly, he stops and turns to you

"You're it!", he taps your shoulder and tears off before you can react

"Oh no you don't!"

You follow right on his heels though the lush grass, the sun warm on your hair shoulders

At last, you make one more lunge to grab him and end up tackling him in the process

With a shriek of surprise, you fall to the ground with him, rolling through the fragrant grass

You roll your last and find yourself splayed out on his chest

For a moment, you're worried he's hurt, but Ringo bursts into a fit of laughter beneath you

"Ya got me!"

He pulls you closer and you rest in the patch of sunlight together, breathless from the chase

Once you've caught your breath, you both return to town

Ringo has a bit more fun in mind before the day's over however

He takes you to the roller rink, and despite his lack of cordination, you both have a blast

Afterwards, he takes you to an ice cream parlor and you both get floats and a sundae to share

He takes you out to dinner after a bit more walking and when you return home he sings you happy birthday and you have some cake too

You cap off the night with an absolute sugar rush and dance the night away to all kinds of swing records and jazz music

When you've finally exhausted yourselves, you pass out on the couch and cuddle each other to sleep

[the-starless-sky]

BAE x The Cat’s Whiskers / “PRIDE” voice drama track 1

Mob A: Ahh, that was sooo great! So this is the legendary CLUB paradox's live...!

Mob B: The music was good, but the phantom was amazing, wasn't it!? Aah~ it feels like I'm still in a dream!

Mob C: Hey, which one did you vote for?

Mob D: Honestly, I was so lost! Hey, let's come again next time!

Mob C: For sure! We're not heads if we miss this!

_

Yohei: Seriously! I can't accept this. What's so good about that nothing but loud bunch?

Saimon: A loss is a loss. We have to accept it with our mind and body.

Yohei: Hah. You don't even think so yourself.

Ryuu: Don't fight, Boss, Master!

Yohei: It ain't a fight!

Ryuu: Master~ your face’s scary!

Yohei: Shut up.

Ryuu: And Shiki, too! Don’t be sad and gloomy [1]!

Shiki: S-sorry...

Ryuu: Muu... no helping it. At times like this... that’s right! Calisthenics, Shiki!

Shiki: Eh!?

Ryuu: Let’s go~! 1, 2, 3, 4... Come now, Shiki, you have to twist it more!

Shiki: Ouch, ouch, ouch! I can’t do more than this, Ryuu-kun!

Ryuu: Hmm...~ That’s weird... Hmm... If this joint bent here, then...!

Shiki: Stop it, Ryuu-kun! That’s...!

(Shiki bends one of Ryuu’s joints.)

Shiki: Ahh!

Yohei: Oi, oi, don’t break Shiki!

Saimon: Ryuu, it’s not good to force Shiki. Stop it right there.

Ryuu: Eeh~!? Even though it’d feel good after this...!

(Someone knocks the door.)

Saimon: Who is it? Please come in.

(Door opens.)

Anne: Good day, Saimon-sensei! Tonight, too, you’re extremely cool! You were wonderful~

Saimon: Faulkner-kun! And Sugasano-kun, and Yeon-kun. You guys came.

Allen: Yes. Today, we came as B.A.E. Well... it’s something like a courtesy call...

Hajun: Inspecting enemy movements, you can say.

Yohei: Hah! You said it. And? How was our stage?

Hajun: Fufu. Behind the times, it was.

Yohei: Ha? Oi, say that once again.

Hajun: Sigh... don’t make me say it numerous times. I said that it was behind the times, you guys’ music.

Allen: Wha－Hajun!

Anne: You don’t say that when you come to greet someone.

Hajun: I’ll say it clearly, Saimon-sensei... no, Kotonoha and God summer-san. I heard that Quadra-X [2] was a team that even got invited by an overseas fest, but... that was just a story of the past, after all, huh. How unfortunate.

Yohei: Bastard...! Just ‘cause I let a brat like you talk...

Saimon: Yohei. Indeed, that was in the past. In reality, Quadra-X has broken up, after all. However, now that we’ve reunited, there’s also Ryuu and Shiki. Our will and style towards music haven’t changed, but please understand that we’re already a different team.

Ryuu: Yeah, yeah! After all, there’s Sparkly Ryuu-kun and Gloomy Shiki now!

Shiki: I’m... gloomy...?

Yohei: And? Dissin’ us being stale, what about you guys? Just jumping at trends and thinking of yourselves as cutting-edge... ain’t that just child’s play?

Allen: Huh!? What’s with that!?

Anne: Wh－ Allen, not you too! Stop it.

Yohei: Hah! Not even having your own figure and style... there’s no meaning in doing rootless hip hop. Well-bred young masters and ladies should just sing ballads and get spoiled by others.

Allen: You said ‘style’, but isn’t saying ‘fuck off’ to bothersome stuff like customs, standards, and common sense’s what hip hop is!? We’re just spinning the sound we think is cool. The vibes that exists here and now... if you can express it, no matter how it is, we don’t care. We’ll just swallow it, drain it, and make it our sound!

Hajun: You say good things sometimes too, don’t you, Allen. If you only adhere to your own style, losing sight of discourses [3] and fear change and evolution, that’s just fossil music. It’s better to put it in a museum, is it not?

Saimon: Good grief... this is pretty harsh. They’ve got us there, didn’t they, Yohei?

Yohei: Tch.

Anne: Jeez... Both Allen and Hajun is so immature.

Ryuu: Sniff, sniff, sniff!

Anne: Ah.

Ryuu: Hmm~? Mm~? Sniff, sniff.

Anne: Whー what!?

Shiki: R-Ryuu-kun! It’s impolite to suddenly smell people like that!

Ryuu: Sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff! You with long hair, and you with spiky red hair...

Allen: Wh-what?

Ryuu: You guys have the same smell.

Allen: Ahh, that’s Anne’s perfume. He always uses so much it’sー

Anne: Grr!

(Anne punches Allen.)

Allen: It hurts!!! Suddenly punching me like that...! I’m against violence!

Anne: It’s because you’re saying rude stuff.

Ryuu: Sniff, sniff... But, you with mushroom head...

Hajun: Hm? What is it?

Ryuu: You’re being left out, aren’t you.

Hajun: Ha?

Ryuu: Ahh, but it’s not like you’re being bullied or anything. The one who left you out... is yourself, after all.

Hajun: What are you sayingー

Ryuu: Sniffsniffsniffsniffsniff!

Hajun: Oof! Could you please get away from me? You’re a bit close...

Ryuu: Sniff, sniff, sniff... That’s weird... I can’t smell ‘true scent’ coming from you.

Hajun: True scent...?

Ryuu: That’s right. You’re always inside a transparent box... Ah! I see! You don’t want to show anyone anything but your ‘clean self’, do you!

Hajun: ...!

Ryuu: Aha! You’re like a mushroom stuffed in packaging! Ahahaha, ehehehe!

Shiki: Sorry!! Ryuu-kun’s a somewhat peculiar child, so...

Hajun: Ah, no...

Shiki: Come on, Ryuu-kun. Get away from him...!

Ryuu: I wonder why~? But, if you don’t come out of there yourself... one day, you’ll rot... and become an unneeded child.

Hajun: ...Stop screwing around...

Ryuu: Hmm?

Hajun: Stop screwing around!

Ryuu: Uwooah!?

Yohei: Bastard, what are you doing suddenly!?

Ryuu: Ou-ou-ouch, ouch, ouch...!

Shiki: Are you okay, Ryuu-kun...?

Hajun: You... take back your words just now. [4]

Shiki: Words...? What do you mean?

Hajun: Don’t play dumb!! You said it, didn’t you!? That I’m a... ugh...

Allen: Stop it, Hajun! What are youー

Hajun: Shut up!!!

Allen: Ha... jun...?

Hajun: Damn it!*

Anne: Hajun!

(Hajun walks out, smashes the door close.)

Allen: He’s...

Anne: Yeah... he was seriously angry just now, wasn’t he?

Saimon: I’m sorry. Even though you guys took the time to come, somehow it turned into something serious.

Anne: Saimon-sensei...

Saimon: Don’t worry about us, go and run after him quickly.

Anne: Yes. We’re going, Allen.

Allen: Yeah...

(Allen and Anne leaves.)

(Ryuu’s stomach growls.)

Ryuu: Aa~aah, Ryuu-kun’s hungry! Heey, let’s eat Raimen-tei’s char siu ramen without the noodles and go home!

Yohei: This one’s carefree, huh? Oi, Ryuu.

Ryuu: Huh?

Yohei: What did you say to him just then?

_

(Tinging sound of ice in a glass.)

Saimon: Sigh. “Behind the times”... we just received quite a severe preemptive punch, didn’t we.

Yohei: Shit... ‘cause of that, I can’t get drunk at all.

(Yohei pours more drink into his glass.)

Saimon: It’s better to stop there. Trap reactions get more intense if you drink heavily, after all.

Yohei: I know.

Saimon: Shiki... has started, hasn’t he.

Yohei: Yeah. I laid him on the bed at the second floor. Ryuu’s more or less looking after him, but... Honestly, I can’t stand seeing Shiki’s ‘that’.

Saimon: Trap reaction... I wonder, just what is it that Shiki’s fighting?

Yohei: That kinda thing... nobody would want to let anyone touch the wounds in the deepest part of themselves.

Saimon: Yeah... but...

Yohei: Even so, Shiki chose the path to do it [5] with us. It’s his own resolution.

Saimon: Yeah.

Yohei: All of us is like that. If we use our metals, one day we might lose everything and die. Even so, if we don’t do it, we’ll die. Haha, jeez, what unfortunate livin’ beings. [6]

_

Shiki: Ah, ah...!! Ahh!! I’m sorry, I’m sorry...!! Aah...!! AAAH...!!!

Ryuu: Shiki, today too you seem in max pain...~ ‘Til how many hours left will this continue?

Shiki: Ah... it’s my fault, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry...!!

(Shiki clutches Ryuu’s hand.)

Ryuu: O-o-ouch!! If you grip Ryuu-kun’s hand with such monstrous strength, it’ll fall off!!!

Shiki: Ah...! Ryuu-kun...?

Ryuu: Oh!! You noticed!

Shiki: Ah... I-I’m sorry... I, again... When I saw the nightmare... did you keep holding my hand?

Ryuu: Yeah~! If not, Shiki’ll scream out ‘waah, waah!’ after all~

Shiki: Sorry... I’m always troubling you, don’t I?

Ryuu: It’s okay, ‘cause it’s interesting!

Shiki: Huh? Interesting?

Ryuu: After all, no matter how much Ryuu-kun uses his medal, he’s never had trap reaction, right?

Shiki: You have special constitution, after all. Honestly, I’m a bit jealous...

Ryuu: It’s boring.

Shiki: Eh?

Ryuu: After all, Ryuu-kun’s the only one left out.

Shiki: Ah... that’s not...

Ryuu: Sometimes, Ryuu-kun thinks... not having a trap reaction definitely means I couldn’t build a connection with anyone.

Shiki: Ryuu-kun...

Ryuu: Ah! You still have a fever? You do, right!?

Shiki: Ah, yeah...

Ryuu: Then, here!

Shiki: Ah!! What is it!?

Ryuu: A live octopus! If you put it on your forehead, it’s cold and feels good, right!?

Shiki: W-woah... it felt like it moved just now...!?

Ryuu: Yeah, it’s still alive, after all.

Shiki: Alive...!? Gross, take it off me quickly...!! A-ah, it hurts!

Ryuu: That’s no good, no good! You have to put it on your forehead, or your fever won’t go down~! Even though I bought it for you...

Shiki: But...!! It smells fishy... and it’s slimy... it’s gross...!!

Ryuu: Do your best, Octopus!! Such out Shiki’s fever!! If you can’t do it, I’ll eat you~!! Oh, I’ll still eat you even if you could, though, ahahaha!!

Shiki: Uhh... sobs...

_

(Yohei plays “Faith” intro on the piano.)

Saimon: That song... in the past, Tsubaki used to play it there a lot, didn’t she?

Yohei: Yeah... for some reason, I wanted to play it in a while.

Saimon: What do you think of B.A.E?

Yohei: They’re cheeky brats.

Saimon: Haha. But when I see them, somehow I’m reminded of the past.

Yohei: Pft.

Saimon: Yohei, Tsubaki, and I... that time when we were young, fearless, and just rushed towards our ideal music.

Yohei: Well, that young lady’s a nice woman. 

(Yohei plays “Faith” intro again.)

Yohei: She’s kinda similar to Tsubaki-san, isn’t she? Their appearance’s entirely different, but like... the atmosphere, you know.

Saimon: That’s... true. But, Faulkner-kun’s not a woman, you know?

(Yohei stops playing the piano.)

Yohei: Eh...? He’s... a man?

Saimon: Fufu. Did I disappoint you?

Yohei: No way. As long as I have hip hop, it’s enough.

Saimon: Connecting people with music... do you think we can do that?

Yohei: We have no other choice, for that person who fell midway in chasing after her dream... [7] that’s the only atonement we, the people left behind, could ever do.

Saimon: Atonement... huh. I’m glad you’re here, Yohei.

Yohei: Huh?

Saimon: After I lost Tsubaki and ran to university, Yohei, you stayed in this shop and played the piano whilst waiting for me.

Yohei: It’s just that unlike you, I don’t have anywhere else to go to.

Saimon: Thank you, for doing music with me.

Yohei: W-what are you saying, after such a long time!? Disgusting!

Saimon: That’s my true feelings, though.

Yohei: Plus, there’s Ryuu and Shiki now. Quadra-X’s broke up already. The Cat’s Whiskers are us nowー

Ryuu: Hey, hey!!! Do we have a takoyaki maker!?

Yohei: Are you stupid? We’re a jazz bar! There’s no way we have that in hereー

Saimon: We do.

Yohei: We do!?

Ryuu: Yaaaaay!!! Well then, after Shiki’s fever go down and Boss and Master’s trap reaction ends, let’s have a takoyaki party!! Takoyaki party!!

Yohei: Pft. So bothersome.

Saimon: Haha.

Ryuu: Delicious takoyaki made together with everyone ♪ Run after it ‘till the ends of the takoyaki galaxy, with an aftertaste  ♪ Crunchy outside, and fluffy inside, and steam coming out of your mouth  ♪ Yeah, it’s done! ♪

Notes

[1] Jimejime also means damp and humid.

[2] クアドラエックス (kuadora ekkusu) - Quadra-X seems to be Yohei and Saimon (and probably also Tsubaki’s) unit in the past. I don’t know the stylization though, so I just go by what I think it is.

[3] Honestly not so sure what he meant, but probably it’s like not wanting to question tradition and stuff like that?

[4] Hajun’s always using the proper and formal ‘anata’, but here he uses the informal and pretty rude ‘omae’!!

[5] ‘Do it’, as in form a unit and perform with a phantometal.

[6] Inga na ikimon - as in living creatures with unfortunate fate/destiny.

[7] Yohei actually didn’t specify who (he just said ‘that person’ and ‘in the middle of dream’), but from the flow of the conversation, feels like it can’t be anyone else but Tsubaki...

*Thank you @spooderhearts22 for the input! 

[hongism]

hi caly boo its ur 🌊 anon! i finally finished the most brilliant darkness and oh my lawd i’m in spain without the s. to put it shortly: U DID NOT DISAPPOINT BESTIE, and it seems unreal that u and ur mind and this fic even exists bc every moment is just polished to perfection, while simultaneously every character is polished to a sort of imperfect perfection(?). i have so many questions and things to say idek where to start, and tho im not good with words and even worse at deciphering hidden meanings, here are just some of my thoughts that i remember from the story.

hello my dear!!! eee im gonna answer separately since i think i’ll be very long-winded as usual but first of all thank you so much :(( this fic is actually very full of subliminal messages and hidden nuances that are weaved throughout which i think could be quite confusing so i apologize for that! if i had managed my time better, i would have adjusted when i started the fic to account for managing those aspects of the fic but alas i’m terrible at time management and i suck so. anyways.

first of all, ngl halfway into the story i lowkey forgot this was a wooyoung fic bc SANNN and also bc wooyoung appeared like 3 times lol. even after it finishing all that, i still had my doubts as to why this is a wooyoung fic, or more like why is san this significant in a wooyoung fic. im still a bit slow on these pls forgive me and im just curious why u made it like that.

i think yeah the most interesting thing about this fic is the emphasis on san over wooyoung. and when looking over it yeah i could have switched san and wooyoung’s characters and called it a day, but wooyoung really in my mind acts as the integral turning point for decisions made in the story. 

the goal with the fic wasn’t really to be hyperfocused on the pairing itself, but rather the emotions and thought processes of each character (aside from wooyoung). wooyoung was kept intentionally mysterious and a bit set apart from the rest of the fic because his role in story was moreso an abstract of hestia, the goddess of the hearth and home. wooyoung’s character appeared in times where y/n was struggling with the thought of home or adjusting to the new changes in her life! wooyoung’s pairing itself was actually intended to be solely platonic at first, but as the story went on i thought having mc develop feelings for him added another turning point in the fic!

moving on, the second biggest question i had is the whole hestia!wooyoung and cafe aurora situation. i did a bit of reading on hestia and only found out that she was the goddess of hearth, which might explain the fireplace and the kind of homey feeling to the cafe. and ‘cafe aurora not really existing to most’ part, which was already hinted at wooyoung randomly disappearing, mc never seeing the cafe before or wooyoung only bringing people he wants into it. i get that him inviting mc must suggest her significance to him, but why was he so adamant about his friends not mentioning him or the cafe to mc before that? wooyoung is quite a mysterious character i think, and given that this fic is supposed to be about him, it’s a bit odd that there’s still so many things left unknown, but its kinda cool that way nonetheless and im guessing u would also like to explain that further outside of the story too.

i think my biggest regret about this fic is the fucking summary.... i wrote that summary well before i even started writing the fic thinking it would go in that direction but it didn’t. and since this fic was for a collab, i left the summary as is because i genuinely cannot for the life of me figure out a better one. but i’m trying to figure out a better one. but i really fucking hate the current summary because it’s not at all what the fic is truly about and i hate it.

however, i don’t hate the fic itself, and the reason why i don’t is because i got to play with both my writing style and how i displayed the story. for this collab we were asked to pick a greek god and one of the seven deadly sins, and i selected hestia and sloth. and initially i had intended to have sloth be represented by the reader’s depression, and wooyoung be a more ‘real’ depiction of hestia. i shifted gears very early on in the fic but what it became is moreso abstract realizations in the characters.

san’s character is meant to be this idea of sloth, and it’s mentioned several times that he doesn’t want to move forward, he wants to go slow, he wants to stop moving so fast through life, and those things point to him being a depiction of sloth

wooyoung’s was harder to encapsulate in a more abstract way but you hit the nail on the head really with the homey feeling of the cafe. beyond that, mc talks about just naturally feeling at ease and comfortable with how things are with wooyoung and being around him, and he takes up this role of being the likeable, warm, cozy, comforting character. it all comes to a head in the last scene where he brings both y/n and san into the cafe.

and again wooyoung’s character is meant to be most mysterious and abstract, but if i had had more time to fully flesh out the fic, i think i would have liked to touch more on him. at the same time however i left it more open-ended and open to interpretation. the significance in him inviting mc in and not being mentioned by the others sooner is twofold. one; the others never really had any reason whatsoever to mention wooyoung. he was a friend outside the circle who never joined in with them when mc was around. i personally in my own friendships don’t mention friends outside the circle by name or anything, just kinda vaguely talking about them unless im certain the people know who this person is. the concept of wooyoung having to invite mc in was more nuanced and vague as well, intentionally so, but that was moreso meant to represent this idea of ‘you can’t make a home somewhere where you aren’t invited’ so y/n couldn’t fully make a home of the place she was in without being invited in and welcomed in, but again that’s something i wish i had more time to fully flesh out.

the hongjoong speech about love (and also the interaction with seonghwa after that) deserves a standing ovation of its own 👏 unfortunately, or not, im not actually going through the emotional turmoil regarding love the same way as hj or mc to be able to fully relate to his words, but the whole ‘if you dont love what u see in the mirror then u dont love it’ mentality really hit me hard, and i’d like to hang onto that when i make decisions in the future haha thank you wise caly! seonghwa and hongjoong’s story is also beautiful, and just like mc said, the more i look at it the more it hurts :’)

the hongjoong speech about love was meant to be something very jaded and specific to his worldview. it actually isn’t wholly how i view love personally, but it was a perfect description to how both he and y/n perceived the love in their own lives. mostly thanks to their own emotional turmoils. the mentality of the mirror quote is something that i think i also struggle with, which is why i included it. it’s hard to do, but even in friendships, i think it’s necessarily to stop and look at the person you were before this relationship and then the person during this relationship. if you don’t love the one you are now, then maybe it’s a sign to reflect and see the bigger picture, so that was a lil reminder to myself and i’m glad it touched you as well!!!

“do you love him, or do you love the idea of being in love with him?” - haha i see what u did there (or maybe i didnt please dont laugh at me if i didnt). its still so good everytime i see it bc i keep finding myself loving just the idea of things time and time again even when this makes total sense to me oof :/

heh yeah again with the more abstract concepts this one was more direct and ‘cliche’ but i fully wanted that cliche in the fic because i thought it suited the situation where mc was constantly struggling with a version of san that she thought she loved vs the version of san she got every time they were together

despite how enlightened she seems to be, mc still made the same choices, and i wanna smack her for it and pat her back at the same time. and maybe also bc of the fact that she feels so differently for the two men that i feel like no ending could really justify her decision, so ending in the vague is probably the best. your ending might kind of allude to someone more than the other already, and tho i still don’t think he’s the best one for her based on just my pov on love, i kinda agree with you. but again, this raises the question of, why a wooyoung fic and not a san fic?

and yeah the whole knife in the chest at the end of it all is that she was still too scared to face the music so to speak. but really i would say she made the same choices up until the conversation on the balcony with san. and you’re absolutely right, the reason i chose the ending the way i did was because either way, there’s no justification. and actually although it might seems like i was alluding to someone specific, san being in the cafe at the very end was moreso to represent that as much as they fought, he still very much loved her and wanted to be loved by her. it was kinda an open casket ending there were no nails in the coffin, the choice between wooyoung and san still stands and an argument could be made for either of them! i think this is a fic that i could see myself revisiting one day with two endings - one for san, and one for wooyoung.

something i didn’t mention earlier about wooyoung’s character being left intentionally mysterious was that he was representing a new and budding love. the honeymoon phase where you’re falling for someone you don’t even really know. you are the reader aren’t meant to really know who wooyoung is because of that beyond what you read about him, so his past and such was left out intentionally to represent that idea of ‘hey wow im in love with a stranger!’ whereas san was this gritty love that’s bad for you. and there are pros and cons to each just as with anything!!

so,,,, why a wooyoung fic and not a san fic? well i picked wooyoung for my collab so he was one of the main focuses of the fic regardless of which direction i took with it. as for why wooyoung wasn’t more forward, i already answered that but !!! i view it as both a wooyoung fic and a san fic. both are highlighted characters with main pairing roles!

i literally just woke up to write this and am going back to sleep ahaha so i apologize if this makes no sense. i somehow felt like i’ve read so much yet so little at the same time, maybe bc there are still so many things i havent fully made sense of, and that’s where i hope you come in and enlighten me. i still stand by my word that this fic deserves so much more recognition despite the lack of explicit smut bc of how much more you’ve explored through character building. love you caly and thank u for working so hard <3 — 🌊

no worries my beloved i hope you go back to sleep and get lots and lots of rest!! and i hope my response helps enlighten the not so clear things as well dgjdklfg but really thank you so much. it was a long fic and hard to get through at times, but as a whole, i’m proud of it and what i created, so thank you for recognizing my efforts and appreciating them 🥺

[willymywonkers]

Experiments

Summary: A flashback to when Wonka first opened up his factory, and his relationship with his partner and close friend, Maude, were all the rage. A new guy pulls into town and has his sights set on Maude. Drama ensues.

A/N: Oof, I apologize if the ending feels a little rushed. I should say this fic does have a bittersweet feel to it, but that's how I like it lol. I am working on rewriting one of my other fics because honestly I think I've gotten better at writing Wonka, lol

Willy Wonka made headlines around the world when he opened the largest chocolate factory ever in history. He stood proudly in front of the looming building as the press went wild.

People stood all around the factory, celebrating such a momentous occasion. Especially, Maude Figgle, who stood right in front of the crowd, chewing on a piece of gum.

While chocolate was Willy's main passion, Maude helped out in crafting different kinds of gum. She even invented a kind of gum that would never loss its flavor. The press never seemed to care much about her, even though she was the brains behind most of his famous candies.

"Hello, and thank you for coming." Willy began to speak on a podium. He began adjusting the microphone. He took out several notecards, flipping through each of them.

Finally, he spoke again. "It is with great honor that I, Willy Wonka, have finally opened the largest chocolate factory in the world. Candy has always been my passion since I was a little boy, and I couldn't have done it alone. Maude Figgle, my very good friend and partner, has done so many things to help me on this incredible journey that I could never imagined of doing it on my own. Now, without a further ado, Wonka's factory is now opened!"

The crowd cheered as Willy stood up and cut the rope of his shiny new factory.

Maude ran up the steps, waving to the crowd. She hugged Willy, tightly.

Will was a bit surprised at the hug. He chuckled nervously, hugging Maude back.

It was the happiest day of their lives.

Will sat in his office, admiring all the workers below. After just a few months, people already seemed to enjoy working at the factory. Will would go down from his office sometimes, and test the different samples that people had made.

Maude was usually in the experiment room, where she made most of her breakthroughs. She was currently testing out a type of rock candy that projected different kinds of emotions.

"Maude, if you keep chewing that gum, your jaw will close shut, haha." Will said, jokingly.

"Yeah, says who, Smartypants?" Maude chuckled, and continued chewing.

Gum seemed to be the only thing that keep her focus. Ever since she was a little girl, she had a habit of chewing gum. She would chew faster if she was nervous or extremely focused. When she didn't have gum to chew, Maude would chew on her hair, pencils, or anything to keep her mind to focus.

Willy's stance on gum was obvious. He hated the stuff, but when it came to Maude, he seemed to tolerate it a lot more.

"Whatcha working on?" Will asked, leaning over Maude's shoulder.

"None of your business." Maude scoffed.

Will pouted, crossing his arms. "Haha, jokes on you. This factory is my business."

"Oh, of course, Mr. International Hotshot." Maude pushed Will gently to the side, and grabbed a few chemicals from behind him.

"You better believe it, missy." Willy looked to the experimentation table. There seemed to be a rock that was glowing pink.

"What does that mean?" Will asked, looking to Maude.

"It's emotional rock candy. You just touch it, and it'll glow whatever color you're feeling." Maude said, excited at her new invention. "It's like a mood ring."

"Uh-huh, and what does pink mean?" Will asked, again, placing his gloved hand on the rock.

Maude blushed, slightly. "Um, it's usually referred to the feeling of love or well happiness. It's kinda not really completed yet."

The rock candy began to shake as well as turn several different colors.

Maude gulped, grabbing Will to the ground. The rock exploded and bits of rock candy seemed to blow everywhere.

Luckily, there wasn't any other workers nearby, but Maude and Willy.

Willy grabbed his cane, and started laughing. "That was magnificent! We should do that again, but next time we should add different labels on the colors."

Maude chuckled as well. "Hehe, of course."

"Yes, we should definitely do that when I get back from India."

Maude's smiled quickly faded. "Leaving? To India?"

"Prince Pondicherry asked me to build him a palace entirely made out of chocolate." Willy chuckled. "It's really a strange request, is it not?"

"Yes, but, who will be in charge when you're gone?"

"You will, of course."

Maude's eyes widened as Willy headed out the door. "But, wait, why me?"

"Why not you? You're the only gosh darn person I'd trust to run this entire factory."

Maude smiled, slightly. She seemed a little troubled. "I'll do my best, Will."

He smiled back at her, pulling her into a hug.

Maude hesitantly hugged back. She looked up at the chocolateir's face. He looked young and bright. His lips were almost kissable. His hair was all short and crooked.

Maude pulled out of the hug and looked away. The very words "I love you" hung to her tongue, as Willy walked out of the factory.

"Good luck, Will."

A few weeks later, the press were hounding the factory, curious to where the chocolateir went off to.

Maude tried to maintain her composure without him, but it was no use to the press. They liked to dismiss her like she was some secretary. It annoyed her at times.

Even some of the workers in the factory didn't seem to care that she was in charge. They would say revolting things behind her back. Soon she didn't show up to the break room anymore. She started chewing her gum a lot faster.

"Um, excuse me, miss." A man said, knocking on the door of Wonka's office.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Wonka isn't here right now. Is there anything I can help you with?" Maude asked, opening the door for the man.

"No, actually. I was just looking for you." The man stammered.

The man seemed to have red hair, with captivating green eyes.

"Well, is there anything that you need help with, sir?" Maude repeated.

"Um, I apologize if this comes off as a bit dodgy, but I wanted to ask if you'd get drinks with me later?"

Maude crossed her arms at the offer. "I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to decline, because I've got lots of work to catch up on."

The man still insisted. "The drinks would be on me."

"Uh-huh. Another thing is I don't even know your name." Maude said, rolling her eyes.

"It's Ron, Ron Duncan." The man stuck out his hand.

She looked at his hand, and raised an eyebrow. "Maude Figgle. Now, I'm really swamped with work, if you'll excuse me."

"Look, I get that you're busy, but, I really admire your since I was a kid. In my opinion, you'd be better off without Wonka." The man turned to leave.

Maude stopped whatever she was doing and looked at him. "That's very kind of you. You know what, sure, I'll go."

"Great, then it's a date." Ron smiled at her and walked off.

From that first meeting, Maude didn't expect to be in a relationship with him. Ron seemed so nice and caring, but there was something off about him. She didn't exactly know what, but she did have a feeling that his intentions were cloudy.

When Willy got back from India, he was greeted by a tight hug from Maude.

"Ah, it's good to be back after such a long time. India is scolding hot, you know." Willy said, as he hugged Maude back.

"There's someone I want you to meet." She smiled at Will, bringing him over to Ron.

Willy's smile faltered, when she gave Ron a kiss on the cheek. "Heh, hi."

"This is Ron. He's my boyfriend." Maude said, holding onto Ron's hand.

Ron stuck out his hand for Will to shake it. Will hesitantly shook it with a disgusted look on his face.

"I find it extraordinary that after all this time you guys held up your friendship." Ron smiled. It seemed to have a sour connotation to it.

Will smiled back, just as sourly. "Uh-huh, yeah. We've had the same dream since we were kids."

Ron's smile disappeared, slightly. He gave Maude another kiss before heading off. It made Will grimace slightly, as Ron walked off.

Will didn't know how to describe it, but he didn't like Ron. In fact, he grew to despise him, but he just didn't know why.

Whenever he would see Maude all lovey dovey with Ron, it just made Will sick to his stomach. Soon, candy sales began to drop. His chocolate just wasn't tasting as good as it used to.

It started getting worse when spies began stealing his life's work. The only thing that kept him afloat was Maude.

One day, Maude announced that she was getting engaged. However, she didn't seem too thrilled about it.

Willy picked up on it right away. She didn't seem to want anything to do with him anymore.

Maude began to distance herself from Will more and more. He felt more hollow without her.

During the wedding, Will showed up to walk Maude down the aisle.

"H-hey, Maude." He began.

"Yes?" She answered.

Will couldn't get over how she looked in her wedding dress. Her hair was done up all nice, and her lips looked almost kissable. He placed his gloved hand on her cheek, as the words "I love you" hung on the tip of his tongue.

"Good luck." He said, as he walked her down the aisle.