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[tazzymcclazzy]

I CAN TAKE PICTURES OF SOME O MY RECENT CCCC ART.....

I'VE GENUINELY BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU AND YOUR BLOG BECAUSE I COULDN'T REMEMBER YOUR USERNAME

HI HI HELLO I'M SO SORRY WE HAVEN'T TALKED AND I FORGOT YOUR USERNAME

HIIIIIII HELLO FINLEEEYYYYY

ill have you know the cccc hyperfix has returned with a vengeance/pos

[likablemuffin]

*Le gasp* APRILLL!!!

(From: Random ROTTMNT chatfic)

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usernames: 

Mikey: Glowyboi

Leo: Neon-Leon

Raph: PIZZAPIGEON

Donnie: Bootyyyshaker9000 (of course)

April: Kiwibirb

Also any spelling mistakes is intentional!

                                                                    Kiwibirb has entered the chat

Kiwibirb: I forgot this chat existed

                                                                   Glowyboi has entered the chat

Glowyboi: April!!! hiiii!!! :DD

Neon-Leon: hi

                                                                    Bootyyyshaker9000 has entered the chat

Bootyyyshaker9000: What the hell Leo.

Neon-Leon: wut

Bootyyyshaker9000: Do you just lurk on this chat waiting for one of us to come on, why did it say you didn't enter the chat.

Neon-Leon: i am snurt

Bootyyyshaker9000: Wow. You're snurt good job.

Neon-Leon: >:(

Kiwibirb: wheres Raph?

Glowyboi: o im pretty sure raphie is doing someting

Kiwibirb: ah I see

                                                                       PIZZAPIGEON has entered the chat

PIZZAPIGEON: Hi April! Sorry I was sewing Leo's mask back together

Kiwibirb: oh no what did he do to rip it? (her older sibling senses are tingling >:0)

PIZZAPIGEON: Dw he's fine it just got ripped while we were fight hypno

Neon-Leon: no in nt fin! i hav a cut on mu fsce now! >:(

Bootyyyshaker9000: Yeah but you're not dead.

Neon-Leon: tht dorsmt men it doent huet!

Kiwibirb: wait what happened???

Glowyboi: basically hypno throw one of his wierd saw thingys at leo and it cut him rigt in between his eyes

Bootyyyshaker9000: Which also, of course, caused his mask to be cut.

Kiwibirb: OH MY GOSH ARE YOU OKAY???

Neon-Leon: yee im fin i omly git a but of blod in mt eyes

Kiwibirb: WHAT

Bootyyyshaker9000: Don't worry April. He was brought back to the lair hurriedly and patched up.

Neon-Leon: ya!! dee evn cryd a biy 4 me!!

Bootyyyshaker9000: Shut up.

Glowyboi: yea it was pretty cute <3

Bootyyyshaker9000: Ugh. Shut up morons.

PIZZAPIGEON: Donnie.

Bootyyyshaker9000: I know...I know...DonT bE MeAn.

PIZZAPIGEON: Donnie stop it.

Bootyyyshaker9000: Sigh...alright Raphael I am sorry.

PIZZAPIGEON: Thank you donnie.

Kiwibirb: awww dee cares!

Neon-Leon: alays dos

Bootyyyshaker9000: Shut up PLEASE.

Glowyboi: aw theres nothing wrong with careing about ur family don!

Bootyyyshaker9000: I know Angelo its just....embarrassing.

Kiwibirb: whys that?

Bootyyyshaker9000: I don't know...I just feel embarrassed. I'm supposed to be the emotionless one right? 

PIZZAPIGEON: Who said that?

Bootyyyshaker9000:.....that's a good point actually. 

Neon-Leon: c???

Bootyyyshaker9000: I suppose you are all right...I just don't really like showing my feelings. Most likely because of my autism.

Kiwibirb: Ah that makes sense. Well you dont have to show your emotions if you dont want to although if you ever do we're all here to help :)

Glowyboi: yea!! we will always be there 4 u dee!!

Bootyyyshaker9000: Thank you Angelo.

PIZZAPIGEON: Yeah dw Donnie. We will always be here if you ever want to talk.

Neon-Leon: evn ur favrit twin!!

Bootyyyshaker9000: NO.

Neon-Leon: im comin 2 ur rom dee!!!

Bootyyyshaker9000: NO. DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE.

PIZZAPIGEON: Language >:(

Neon-Leon: helo dee >:)

Bootyyyshaker9000: SHIT YOU USED ONE OF YOUR PORTALS.

Neon-Leon: com ere!!! lemme giv u a huuuuggggg!!

Bootyyyshaker9000: AHHH GET OFF OF ME-

Neon-Leon: hehe no

Bootyyyshaker9000: AHHHHHHHHHHH

Kiwibirb: Donnie needs this :)

Glowyboi: fr fr :)

PIZZAPIGEON: Dee needs some affection once and a while :)

Bootyshaker9000: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-

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[cathumanthing2]

Roseblings Chatfic AU Chapter 8

(TW: Implied/referenced injury, implied/referenced child abuse)

hopeless romantics

1:34 PM

elsa boi added Katherine Elizabeth to the groupchat

Katherine Elizabeth: what.

Shroom: Oh hi katherine!

elsa boi: I apologize to the groupchat for adding one of the braincells into the group but it was urgent

elsa boi: the gays were being oblivious

elsa boi: i had to act

simp for elves: fair. Anyways, i have a date with xorny i need to get to so bye

elsa boi: …YOU CANT BE DATiNG MY SIBLINg

simp for elves: but i am :3

engineer salmon: joey, please dont ever use that face ever again

engineer salmon: it feels wrong to see you use it

simp for elves: why :3

Shroom: im going to cry

Katherine Elizabeth: Nooo don't cryyyy :( 

Shroom: ok I won't i dont want to make you cry :( 

elsa boi: im starting to regret bringing katherine into the mix

magic bitches

2:02

tech wizard: gem gem gem gem gem gem gem gem gem gem gem

actual wizard: Shat.

actual wizard: Oh shoot no-

actual wizard: *what

blood sheep man: Shat.

actual wizard: Shushhhhhhh

tech wizard: gem do you wanna go see that one new version of the mermaid movie i hated when we were yougner 

actual wizard: fWhip i have too much work to do-

tech wizard: gem, the last day of school was at least a week ago

tech wizard: what work

actual wizard: 1. Summer reading, 2. An essay competition, 3. Tutoring people in a few subjects, 4. Honing my magic skills and expanding my knowledge, 5. My actual job

tech wizard: not all of that has to be done right now. Gem. please

actual wizard: I'm sorry i cant i just

actual wizard: theres too much and its better to get it done sooner than later

tech wizard: ok thats fine

mushrooms and plants belong together because they are besties :D 

2:25

Shub :D: Katherine why were you added to the simp chat?

Kath <3: Oh, scott asked me if i had a crush(which i dont) and i told him i didnt but i found this one person to be cute, and then ranted about why they were cute, and now I'm stuck in that groupchat i guess!

Kath <3: Why're you there?

Shub :D: i told him about my crush and he decided that i was a, and i quote, "useless sapphic who needs to get her shit together" and added me to the gc

Kath <3: Dang.

Kath <3: If you wouldn't mind telling me, who do you have a crush on? /nf

Shub :D: Oh i don't really want to tell, don't want it getting out to them, ya know?

Kath <3: Ok, I'll try to remember that :)/gen 

Ice elf + literal plant

2:34

literal plant: Scott, you keep saying im a simp but i dont even know what a crush feels like

literal plant: so i was wondering

literal plant: What does a crush feel like? /genq

Ice elf: A simple rule i follow to make sure i really have a crush on someone is asking myself a series of questions

Ice elf: if the answer is mostly yesses, most likely a crush

Ice elf: and i assure you

Ice elf: I myself am a simp and you are showing clear signs of the gayness

literal plant: …ITS NOT MY FAULT SHE'S ALL MUSROOM-Y AND CUTE AND FUNNY AND HER VOICE SOUNDS NICE ITS ALL AESTHETIC ATTRACTION RIGHT??

Ice elf: oh no…. You're further gone than I thought….

hopeless romantics

2:40 pm

elsa boi changed Katherine Elizabeth 's name to mushroom lover

mushroom lover: scott i will murder you. Im serious. 

elsa boi: chill. Everyone here is oblivious. No one'll understand it.

Shroom: I thought i was the ultimate mushroom lover D:

elsa boi: See?

engineer salmon: …I'm going to cry this is both beautiful and annoying at the same time

mushroom lover: So everyone is seriously oblivious? No one'll understand it?

polyamorous bisexual idiot: pretty much

mushroom lover: I don't know if I truly like them like that but Scott says im a simp, and they have the cutest voice, and her hair looks so fluffy, and their eyes are so, so bright and beautiful, and they have these little freckles on their button nose that I just want to bop, and she's so funny and kind and nice and I just don't want her to be sad because she doesn't deserve to be sad, and I just love how much light they bring everywhere

Shroom: Yeah, you like them. I feel a similar way about my crush.

elsa boi: Ohhhh my goshhhhhhhhhhhh-

engineer salmon: *facepalm*

Roseblings :D 

3:05

Tnt deer: Gem, are you ok? You've been really distant lately, it's starting to get concerning.

Magic deer: I'm fine, just busy! Don't worry about me!

Tnt deer: Ok, sure.

fWhip set down his phone and sighed.

When fWhip was younger, Gem was strong.

And she still is. She always will be. But her strength is ebbing away, fading, and she's exhausted all the time.

She was hurting, and putting piles and piles of weight on top of herself, and bending and breaking. And fWhip didn't know what to do, she was the strong one, wasn't she? 

fWhip huddled up near the wall, eyes black and blue, a small cut on his upper lip, head throbbing in pain, and a sob choked its way out of his throat. He flinched as something touched his face, expecting another blow, but instead his chin was gently cradled as soft thumbs wiped away his tears. 

He opened his eyes to see a familiar freckled face littered with bruises, her usually neat orange hair messy, her eyes watering, and he threw his arms around her for comfort.

She gave him a shaky smile. "It's ok, they're done. It's fine. We can do this, we're strong." she reassured him.

"Gem, I'm scared, they were really angry this time," his voice was muffled by her clothes.

Gem hugged him closer, sniffling. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you this time…" 

She murmured a simple spell under her breath, which caused some of his bruises to lighten slightly, as they started healing.

fWhip had heard crying from her bedroom later that night.

[realbubonicsword]

hello! I am a person. you can call me Coffee or Toffee! (can't decide which I like better...eheheh..) since I’m not gonna reveal my real name for obvious reasons

I post art sometimes (tag is sleepdeprivedart), or I write about random things on my mind.

I mainly do art exclusively for Kirby, JSAB and Rain World (since I’m too intimidated by the other fandoms I’m in to post stuff)

currently, my most recent project is this kirby chatfic I started writing on a whim that actually has plot now!

I am the creator of the scug competition (@battleofthewawas)! the first main competition has ended, but I am making another poll with all of the losers, so technically that blog is still active!

I currently run a gimmick blog called @blahaj-detector, where I detect if a post contains a blahaj or not!

I also have a wobbledogs-centric blog (@smalldogcodes), meant specifically for people to show off some of their smallest dogs via dog codes, so go check that out if you can!

I ALSO have an ask blog centered around the roblox game Doors (@asktheeternalhotel), but it is currently on hiatus...

Another ask blog (sort of) that actually ISN'T on hiatus is @justshapesandparadise, where I am planning to put my (ongoing) interpretation/AU of Just Shapes and Beats' story!

I am a minor. no nsfw or else I steal your ikea shark (blahaj)

I don't use labels, and I don't care what pronouns you use for me

oh also I have adhd (diagnosed), and I lack social skills, that's also a thing

see ya -falls into abyss of sleep deprivation-

[miniimapp]

Chat Room - Aaron Z

Gen ;; Fluff - Headcanons + Chatfic

Warnings ;; panicking + not sure how i feel about the writing style mashup in this one so apologies if it sucks <3

Proofread + Edited ;; mildly,, assume that for the most part no tho lmao

Auth. Note ;; WELCOME TO DAY 2 OF 4*TOWN CHRISTMAS COUNTDOWN !! Happy holidays everyone !!

headcanons are my usual cup of tea but i thought i'd branch out for the christmas countdown,, you're welcome

Enjoy !! <3

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ringshooter: i think im bout to head off

ringshooter: my friend keeps calling me like the worlds ending fr

ringshooter: literally save me

not_interested: no<3

not_interested: gl with that tho

not_interested: feel for you

ringshooter: nah i dont think you do

ringshooter: youd be nicer if you did

not_interested: i thought you were going

not_interested: or do you just like that much???

ringshooter: you wish

ringshooter: later

not_interested: see ya

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you've been talking to ringshooter for a while now

you met in a chat room and honestly clicked right away

you were pretty surprised when it happened

you never really thought that you could have a strong connection with someone you'd never met in person before

but here's to the present completely proving you wrong

ever since that historic day you somehow managed to get into really lengthy conversations pretty much every day

and there's never a day where you don't talk to each other at least a little

with ringshooter it's really easy to just be

it's surprisingly nice to talk to someone who has no expectations for you

someone who'll talk to you about anything

your eyes flicker down to your phone as the screen lights up again with a new notification

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ringshooter: we still on for sunday?

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you smile widely at the message

you've been planning for the coming Sunday for what feels like years now

it'll be the first time you meet ringshooter in person

of course, you've called before but ringshooter's never really been a big fan of showing his face

you're certain everything will run as smoothly as it can though

ringshooter is your best friend and whether he's exactly like you imagine him to be or not you're thrilled he trusts you enough to let you this close to him

ringshooter had told you that at some point you might end up meeting his friends/brothers

you still aren't quite clear on the relation and never really felt the need to clarify..

or "the guys" as he continuously refers to them

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not_interested: absolutely i am

not_interested: can't wait

ringshooter: me neither

ringshooter: only 3 more days..

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the days pass quickly after that

it shocks you how quickly sunday comes around

you swear you had a little more time to prepare yourself

..yet here you are..

on the way to the airport

ringshooter had told you he was catching a flight over with the guys™ and that he'd meet up with you and then you could meet the guys™

you're beyond nervous and not at all ready

and if your excitement wasn't overtaking your nerves you'd be tempted to ask for a rain check

but you're nearly.. no wait you're actually here..

deep breaths and big smiles !!

you make your way into the fucking huge building you spin around, head twisting in all directions as you take it all in

and after nearly bumping into a fifth person you decide now isn't the time and here isn't the place..

you quickly shuffle into an out of the way spot and thus begin the waiting game

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not_interested: waiting for you by the giant column

not_interested: the one near the weird fountain thingy

not_interested: yknow just in case there are more column things

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you sigh, slipping your phone into your pocket and willing yourself to relax

ringshooter is an absolute sweetheart and you know it so there's no reason why you should be nervous

it's just..

well,, you know ringshooter is super nice and a really cool person but.. what if he doesn't think of you like that ??

how humiliating would it be if he took one look at you and decided it isn't worth it

that you're not worth it..

you probably wouldn't even know it either,, you never notice him slipping away

and before you know it he'll be blocking you on everything and you'll have lost your friend forever and-

but equally what if he does talk to you and then decides you're boring-

what then ??

no !! no,, this is no time for spiralling..

you're about to meet your best friend,, and he will like you no matter what !!

you nearly leap into the air as the familiar buzz of a notification interrupts your spiralling from your pocket

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ringshooter: literally getting off right this second

ringshooter: see you in a minute <3

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you took a deep breath in,, puffing out your cheeks,, and then let it out

nerves ?? what nerves !!

you're excitement is coming back tenfold and you're practically vibrating on the spot

nearly time..

luckily you brought a homemade sign so your friend would know where to look

if you were to overthink it you'd probably spiral over how it may seem cringey

but right now you're too excited to care about how you look to other people

ajbzksbdobdodbid

you're so excited to meet ringshooter

maybe you'll even learn his real name

and maybe,, if he's lucky,, he'll be given the honour and privilege of knowing yours

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ringshooter: i can see you

ringshooter: cute sign ;)

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your heart jumps into your throat as you read the message

omfgjsbzosbosbalpbxobe

literally help

a hand basically petting the top of your head disturbs you from your fluster

you look up, ready to kick some stranger's ass for touching you when

"Are you still not interested or has this meet up piqued your curiosity yet?"

Holy shit he's tall..

and omfg he looks so awkwardly hopeful about his stupid joke landing fuuuuccckkk

you stifle a laugh,, bad jokes do not deserve smiles

"Ha ha.. bet you got that one from your dad friend, huh?"

You held onto your stony-faced facade for a moment longer before dropping the sign and wrapping your arms around him

"Nice to see you, ringshooter"

"Call me Z"

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Hope you enjoyed !! <3

[boycow69]

can i just talk for a minute about this stupid fucking crackship that has me by my SPINAL CORD bc i cant talk to my irls about this cuz they wouldnt get it.

so. the ship is ectoplasm/snipe and like i found it in a chatfic and it somehow??? wormed its way??? into my brain??? and settled down??? (bitch dont even pay rent ://) i literally have not been able to think about anything but Them for literal DAYS now. i don’t have the motivation to write anything about them but mildly coherent rants (like this one) and rn im just trying to get my thoughts in order.

and like if you think about it its actually really fucking sweet? as a ship? like snipe from what we’ve been shown is literally just Southern Charm + Cowboy and ectoplasm is the Actually Very Dangerous Math Nerd and idk about you but cowboy and math nerd is just a wholesome dynamic period and i hc snipe as being older anyway (like 39 MAYBE 38) so like the ship is basically middle-aged men in love? which is literally just my favorite already so. yeah. but also they just seem like domestic people, like they’d bring each other lunch at work if he forgot it at home, they’d go on walks together with snipe’s their dog named after some country singer (my favorite is thomas rhett so in my head the dogs name is rhett but my favorite song is ‘somethin bout a truck’ by kip moore so i like to think they have two goldens one is named moore and the other rhett). but like ecto would give snipe straws so he can drink through the mask in public and snipe would remind ecto to put his glasses on when he forgets or remind him that they’re on his head (cmon, we’ve all done it).

AND. AND. AND. YOU MIGHT ASK, BOYCOW69, HOW DO THEY KISS? ECTOPLASM DOESN’T HAVE LIPS AND THE ANSWER IS THEY BONK. like when a cat pushes its head against your hand ecto will just,,, take snipes face in his hands,,,,, and they jus,, they jus bonk. they put their faces together and just fucking enjoy the moment and FUCK man does the thought RUIN me. like they just HOLD each other and push their faces together because they LOVE EACH OTHER and im SOFT AND GAY AND CANT HANDLE IT.

and you bet your ASS ive got headcanons on their relationship and how long they’ve been together and how they got together in the first place and imma bout to fucking tell you. snipe and ecto are about four years apart, meaning they would’ve just barely missed each other in school unless ecto’s birthday was after the school year ended, which is how i hc it. they met in highschool and became friends instantly despite ecto being a third year and snipe being a first year (no, they arent dating that happens after snipe graduates and turns 18). something about the chaotic cowboy just struck a chord in ectos strict math nerdness and similarly to aizawa and mic they became fast friends (though more willingly on both ends. none of that tsundere shit hes just kinda like iida). they stay friends even after ecto graduates and they slowly start developing feelings over those few years until snipe turns 18 and shows up on ectos apartment door step with beer and a boombox (he’s already drunk, he needed the confidence) and playing ‘save a horse ride a cowboy’ and ecto, to this day, doesn’t understand why he said yes to a date in that moment but he also knew then that by agreeing to that date he was agreeing to so much more (a life with the guy, keep ya minds out the gutter). he agrees to the date (snipe refuses to move until he says yes or no) and pulls him into his apartment to turn off the damn music before he gets noise complaints and help his cowboy sober up so he can tell him yes properly.

snipe ends up telling him later (YEARS later) that he meant to play a different song but forgot when he got drunk and his plastered brain thought that one was better (he was gonna play ‘die a happy man’ by thomas rhett instead (shut up im a country fan and he’s literally a cowboy okay)). and, in turns of when he said yes to a date, ecto proposed on the spot. this led to a happy about 13 year marriage (in my brain they were dating from snipe-18, ecto-21 to snipe-25, ecto-28 when ecto proposed and they get married about a year later (26/28) and they both apply to work at UA two years after that (28/30), then to start of canon events where they are 39/41).

and thats probably about it for my rant but like GOD i love them and the BONK AND THE LOVE AND THE DOMESTIC SHIT AND I LOVE LOVE LOVE PEOPLE JUST BEING IN LOVE THANKS FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK

[casualhottubnacho]

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neeneepapa @oksweaty

@USSR the owner of this account: *brandon rogers voice* Donovan! Meet me on my island at 5 O'clock. Pack my battleaxe and my poetry and be prepared to abandon your religion.

ugh @lordie

@USSR okay but why tf did they pick boring oregon of all places.

sit on my face @lickmybaugette

@USSR vibe check

Furry @Japan

@USSR why do i need matches. also if ur not actually there and i just spent money on a plane ticket i stg im gonna break your teeth

[Image: A crisp picture of the clouds and deep twilight sky outside of a plane window.]

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│ Hammer and Dickle @USSR

│@Japan you need matches because we're going to set our weapons on fire like civilized people. im bringing the gasoline. meri is gonna spectate. also.

[Image: A slightly blurry image- The photographer was clearly laughing- of a man in a heavy winter coat squatting underneath a "Welcome to Boring, Oregon" sign. His skin is bright red, and an eyepatch with a hammer and sickle is over his right eye. His hand is below his waist, making an "Okay" sign.]

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│ Furry @Japan

│@USSR I don't trust him to spectate. he'll probably be biased towards you, smh.

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│ Homosexual Homosapien @America

│@Japan girl no. beat his ass please and thank u.

Furry {√}

@Japan

they didn't let me bring my battleaxe on the plane smh. anyone know of any... like... battle axe stores in oregon,,, or,,,,

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errebody @rockyobody

@Japan i gotchu fam. there's a store in kelso (near boring) that sells antique weapons and junk. im sure there's a battle axe in there somewhere

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│ Furry @Japan

│@rockyobody there better be. im coming for you if there isnt

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│ errebody @rockyobody

│@Japan gay fear

Someone Please Snipe Me {√}

@Germany

In honor of my friend @Japan going to fight one of my least favorite people in the world, I have opted to pressure her into live-streaming her Totally Radical Super Cool™ Fight on Twitch. Uhhhh here's a link I guess: Link

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Furry @Japan

@Germany "pressure" is right. little rat said he'd send his boyfriend after me if i didn't do what i wanted. i would like to keep my ankles, so i complied.

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│ Kurwa @Poland

│@Japan I hate you too boo xoxo

Furry {√}

@Japan

insert funny text here

[Images: The first image is of the "Welcome to Boring, Oregon" sign. The second image is off a pair of black sneakers kicking a pair of footprints in the dirt underneath the sign. The third image is of a woman in a full black outfit -Black shoes, black jeans, black hoodie, and black beanie- sitting on the ground in the same spot where the man from earlier was. Both middle fingers are straight up, though there is a wide grin on her face.]

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[A Twitch stream comes to life. On the screen, a pair of black-sneaker-covered feet is quickly striding down a paved road. "Kon'nichiwa," A high-pitched voice begins, "And welcome to... Hell." The camera flicks upwards sharply, showing a neon-lit 7/11 gas station, sharply outlined against the pitch-black night sky. There are only two cars in the parking lot. One is a dirty red convertible Jeep in the employee's area; The other is a nondescript black car with the headlights still on and the engine still running.

The camera flips views. We're now met with a worm's-eye view of a snowy white face with a single red circle in the center. Bright yellow eyes sparkle with mirth as the woman fights back a grin. "So, for anyone who isn't aware, here's a summary of what's about to go down. My name is Japan, I'm an anthropomorphic country, and I'm about to absolutely destroy one of my fellow nations. Well, he's not a nation anymore, but still. He called me a name in the group chat, so I called him Old Man, so he took the obvious route and challenged me to a duel in a 7/11 parking lot. Ya'know, like you do."

Japan shakes her head and giggles. "Also, thank you oh so very much, Twitter user "rockyobody", for informing me of the antique weaponry shop in Kelso. They did indeed carry battle-axes." To punctuate her statement, Japan reaches over her shoulder and lifts the weapon attached to her back out of its holder by a few inches. "I have dubbed my newfound traveling companion Jerry, and he will take many a life in his time on this Earth."

A new voice cuts through the autumn air, strong and deep. "Did you bring the matches, девочка?" They demand. Japan changes the camera once again. Leaning against the black car are two men- One is short and chunky, with round cheeks and long, fluffy hair. 7 red stripes and 6 white, broken only by a square of blue dotted with stars, are emblazed on his face. A white hoodie with the words Designated Peacekeeper is quickly thrown onto him when he sees Japan approach. He flashes her a smile and raises one hand in a wave.

The other man is incredibly tall, almost unnaturally so. A long, military green winter coat hangs loosely from his body- It obviously used to fit him a lot better, maybe when he was wider, or more muscular. His face is scarred and weather-beaten, a leather eyepatch over his right eye. A hammer and sickle, golden and gleaming, sits neatly in the center of the leather. A fluffy brown ushanka is slightly lopsided on his head.

"Well?" He questions. He was the one who spoke before; A harsh accent cuts through his words.

Japan responds by raising a small box of matches in front of the camera. "I gotch'yo damn matches, 老人." She snarks back. The taller man raises a single eyebrow and pushes himself off of the car. "'Meri, pop the trunk," He demands. 'Meri', looking taken aback, steps away from the car and crosses his arm. "Do it'cha self, ya lazy bastard."

Despite the insults, his companion gives him a warm smile and slips around the back of the car. Japan joins them in the parking lot before he comes back around. "So, Ame, he really managed to rope you into moderating this?" She gestures to his hoodie. He chuckles light-heartedly and nods. "Yeah. You wouldn't believe the things he told me when I originally declined."

Japan snorts. "I can believe a lot of things, America."

"At first it was the regular bouts of loving insults, but then it dissolved into really weird nicknames."

"Like?"

"Like 'My little biscuit and gravy'."

"...What?"

America just laughs and waves away the question. "What's taking you so long, sugah?" He drawls, twisting at an odd angle to lean back and glance at the trunk of the car. There's a moment of silence before the man he's addressing mutters, "My... weapon... maybe a bit stuck."

Japan and America both giggle to each other for a few heartbeats before America cooes, "Does this mean we're going home, dear?" The slightly angry response is immediate. "Absolutely not, дорогой," The man spits, appearing at Japan's shoulder. "'Proper edicit', as you so often say, dictates that, as the man who called for the duel, I am not allowed to back out, even if my sword is stuck in the trunk."

"You made me bring a whole fuckin' axe when you get a sword? Sov, my good man, you are an ass."

'Sov' chortles and pats Japan on the head. "Such is life, девочка. You would have an unfair advantage if I let you bring what you wanted. You have no experience with a battle-axe; I have no experience with a sword. It is therefore a fair fight." He ruffles her hair a bit before turning back to America. "In all seriousness, the sword is probably tearing up the fabric on the inside of your trunk." He announces. America swears in a few different languages as he sprints to the other end of his car.

There's a small chime as the door to the 7/11 opens. A pimple-faced teenager peeks his head out. "Hey, uhm- I have no idea what's happening right now, but, uh... I don't think you guys are allowed to have weapons on the property." He nods towards America, who's struggling to rip the sword of out the spot where it's lodged itself in his trunk.

Japan quirks a brow and crosses her arms. Her phone goes a bit lopsided as she does so. "Oh?" Is all she says. She could possibly look intimidating, but the effect, evidently, isn't very strong, as the teen gives her an unamused look. "Yeah. I could possibly over-look that fact if you guys were to, like... scare away any customers who try to approach for a little bit, though..." He trails off and slips back inside the store. Japan scoffs. "Rude."

There's a loud yell of "Fuck!" from the next to where America should be- He's currently on the ground, a sword in his lap. "You're paying for the repairs to my poor car," He snaps, gesturing to the bits of fabric stuck to the sword's blade. Sov's face softens a bit. "I was planning on doing just that," He remarks, moving to help America to his feet. The Westerner blows a bit of hair out of his face once he's on his feet. "This had better be worth it."

"Oh, it will be," Sov says, the steely look returning to him. He picks up the blade clumsily and holds it with clear inexperience. America sighs softly and squeezes his eyes shut for just a moment. "God, this is gonna be hard to watch. You can't even hold the sword right." 

Sov looks confused. "There's a wrong way to hold a sword?"

"There's a wrong way to do everything, hon."

Japan grins with a sickly-sweetness and sets her phone onto a newspaper box, positioning it to take in the whole parking lot. She steps onto the far right, Sov standing opposite her on the other side. America scurries over to in-between the gas pumps, a chunk of fabric tied to a stick clutched in his hand. "Alright, I want to see a fuckin' dirty fight," He begins, looking first at Japan, then at Sov. "Frickin' bite each other if you have to. I want to see some blood. Japan, you marked your stream as mature, right?"

"Uh..."

"Dumbass, go do that."

Japan reluctantly complies, marching over to her phone. "Alright, I'm gonna stop the stream and start up a new one marked mature. If you want to watch the actual fight, you'll need to go to that one. See you in a few seconds, lads."

The stream ends]

[A new stream opens up on the parking lot again. Japan is back in her original spot, standing rather cockily, her arms crossed behind her back, her spine straight, slightly tip-toed. America clears his throat. "Alright, like I said earlier- Dirty fight. Nothing is illegal, aside from injuring anyone or anything that isn't your opponent. That includes me, the 7/11 worker, an animal that passes by, a gas pump, a tire on a car, anything."

"Fighters, get ready."

Japan suddenly smirks and slips the battle-axe into her hands with ease. "It was bold of you to assume I had no experience with a battle-axe before, Sov." She comments, getting into an offensive stance. Sov goes slack for a moment before resuming his own way of standing with renewed vigor. "...This is fine," He mutters distractedly. Japan's grin only widens.

"And... Go!"

America flicks his flag down, and the fight begins. Japan shoots forward first, swinging in a downward slope towards Sov's legs. Sov jumps backward and jolts his arms into action, barely managing to block Japan's next move. He starts to loudly swear to himself as he continued to struggle to go on the defensive, cursing himself, the ground, the sky, Japan, and even America. "Сукин сын!" He yelps as Japan spins on her heel, around him, and cuts through the fabric of his coat, through to his thigh. The green starts to turn red as the wound begins to bleed.

Sov just shrugs off the coat and tosses it aside. Underneath, he's wearing a black turtleneck and dark grey jeans, as well as black leather boots that stop just below his knees. America lets out a low whistle.

Japan laughs a bit and starts to jog backwards, towards her original spot. "Bad move, 老人," She snarks. Sov growls a bit and bolts after her. She slips past each of his swings like sand through someone's fingers, leading him in a circle before booking it back towards America's car. The Westerner yelps in fear for his vehicle, but Japan emerges from behind it not a moment later, a jug of gasoline in her hands. She runs away from the parking lot and out into the darkness.

"Мошенника!" Sov yells, coming to a stop. He stands there for a moment, panting, before a bright flash from the opposite end of the parking lot has him spinning and raising his sword in defense. Japan appears in the black, her weapon now (quite literally) dripping with flames as she spits on a match and puts it out. "Let's get this party started," She hisses, hefting her axe. The flaming gasoline seems to not affect her as she grips the blazing handle and charges at Sov.

Her opponent stumbles in an attempt to get away, cursing in an odd mix of English, Russian, and, occasionally, Chinese, almost dropping his weapon with how quickly he's attempting to block her attacks.

"Y'know," Japan chokes out, beads of sweat running down her skin, causing her hair to stick to the back of her neck, "I'm glad I put my phone on silent beforehand. If- If it was on vibrate, I can imagine it would have vibrated off of the stand by now."She finishes her sentence with a grunt and her axe makes contact with Sov's arm, causing the man to let out a small noise of pain. Japan wretches herself back, tripping over her own feet from the weight of the weapon. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," Sov mutters, clutching at his arm in an attempt to stop the bleeding. Japan smirks. "Had enough?"

"You wish, Potter," America chuckles to himself.

"What is this, a porno?" Sov spits.

Japan starts to giggle as she momentarily drops her axe. "God, this is tiring, I haven't fought anyone in a while."

Sov makes an attempt to lift his sword, but gasps as his wounded arm seizes up. "Shit, Japan- Okay. We're both tired. I'm bleeding out of my ass and my arm. Are- Will you hold it against me if I... Surrender, I suppose? I'm far too old and sick for this."

Japan stands in silence for a few seconds before sighing heavily and nodding. She plops down onto the ground rather suddenly, squeezing her eyes shut. "I won't hold it against you."

"Good," Sov grunts, sitting down as well. America pauses before letting out a long, dramatic groan and waving his flag. "Fight's over, I suppose," He whines, marching over to Sov. "That was anti-climactic as balls," He mutters as soon as he's close enough to his friend. Sov nods distractedly. "Indeed it was. Be glad she didn't kill me- Then you'd have to explain a dead body to the poor boy in the store."

"Oh yeah. I forgot about him."

"Hah, same."

The rest of the stream passes in relative silence as Japan sits on the pavement to rest. America is bandaging Sov's arm, muttering insults as well as cutesy nicknames as he does so. After around ten or so minutes of mostly nothing, Japan slides her gaze over to her phone, makes a small noise of surprise, hauls herself to her feet, strides over, and ends the stream.]

[i-w-p-chan]

Code Pancakes

Summary: Joker: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Oracle: GUYS THIS IS AN EMERGENCY! Oracle: WE HAVE A CODE PANCAKES!

Note: pancake harem, I hear on the shuake server. Pancake harem, I wanna write. Or well, attempt to write.

Warnings: Attempted Pancake Harem, More Like: Pre-Pancake Harem, Half A Chatfic, Akechi Is Very Confused, I’m Sorry Akira I Swear I Love You.

Disclaimer: Don’t own P5.

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Joker: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Oracle: GUYS THIS IS AN EMERGENCY! Oracle: WE HAVE A CODE PANCAKES!

Oracle sent thereheis. jpg

Skull: FUCK

Panther: FUCK

Fox: Oh. Oh, my.

Queen: I CAN’T BELIEVE IM SO

Noir: FUCK THRIDED

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Goro smiled awkwardly as he sat at Leblanc’s counter, trying his best to not let it show that the constant intense stares coming his way from the stairs leading to the attic were starting to make him feel like he was being laid bare for all the world to see.

His attention was successfully diverted away from the stares by the clink of a cup being put in front of him and he sent a smile the barista’s way, “Thank you, Kurusu-kun.”

Kurusu merely nodded silently in response.

Goro took a sip and blissfully sighed, “Your coffee is delicious as always, Kurusu-kun.”

Kurusu nodded again, this time jerkily, and stiffly stepped away towards the kitchen. Goro raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“Don’t worry about the brat,” Boss said, stepping out of the kitchen to take Kurusu’s place behind the counter, “This is the first time someone said something like that to him,”

Goro chuckled lightly, “Truly? He should get used to it, because I will be saying it to him more often.”

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Joker: JKASDHKASHDJLKASHDHASGDKJASDGHASD

Oracle: JOKER YOUR SACRIFICE IS VERY APPRECIATED

Queen: JOKER DON’T WORRY WE ALL UNDERSTAND YOUR POSITION

Skull: JOKER DAMN WE’RE ALL SORRY FOR YA

Panther: HANG IN THERE JOKER

Fox: He chuckled. Fox: CHUCKLED.

Joker: LKHADASHDKJASDHKJASDHAKSJD Joker: IM DEAD

Noir: I can’t take this anymore! Noir: I have to do SOMETHING!

Queen: Noir, wait! Queen: it’s too early! Queen: we need to stick to the plan!

Noir: I don’t care about the plan! Noir: You can’t expect me to just sit around and do nothing while he’s right there! Noir: I’m going.

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“Akechi-kun!” Goro turned his head towards the voice to see Okumura walk towards him from the direction of the stairs with a beaming smile on her face, “It’s so nice to see you here!” Okumura sat on the chair next to him, smile never wavering, and eyes set on him like a predator sizing up their prey before lunging.

“Okumura-chan, it’s nice to see you, too.” Goro smiled back at her, trying not to let his instinctive flight reaction take over him and make him run away from the café.

Okumura smiled wider, the light in her eyes becoming more terrifying, and she leaned in close to him, making him resist the urge to lean back. “I’m learning how to make coffee, too. Would you be willing to taste-test for me?” Okumura fluttered her eyelashes and Goro tried to not let it show how much it affected him.

“I… I don’t mind doing that.”

“Great!” Okumura beamed.

Goro suppressed a shiver; it wasn’t like Okumura would slip him poison in the coffee… right?

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Oracle: Damn!

Panther: Noir is unstoppable…

Skull: We gotta do something too!

Queen: We can’t let ourselves be bested!

Fox: but how?

Oracle: … Oracle: He likes Phoenix Ranger Featherman R Oracle: right?

Queen: Yes, he does. Queen: Why do you ask?

Skull: wait Skull: Don’t tell me

Fox: Oh, dear…

Panther: ORACLE WAIT

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“Hey.” Goro was jolted out of his conversation with Okumura when a voice called out to him from his other side, and he turned to see Sakura sitting next to him with her laptop clutched tightly to her chest, “You like Phoenix Ranger Featherman R, right?”

Goro nodded reluctantly, not understanding why she was asking because he knew she knew. Sakura Futaba knew everything.

Sakura jerked her head towards one of the booths before she stood up and went to sit in it, placing the laptop at the table and booting it up.

Goro looked back at Boss in confusion, and Boss merely sighed fondly and gestured towards the booth, “Just go.

Still confused, Goro stood from his seat and went to sit in the same booth, but Sakura frowned at him and patted the seat next to her, causing Goro’s confusion to increase.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Okumura stand up and walk towards the booth before she grabbed him and pushed him to sit next to Sakura before taking his previous seat.

Sakura tugged him close enough to be able to see the laptop’s screen properly.

The sound of stomping footsteps from the direction of the stairs heralded the appearance of both Takamaki and Sakamoto as they rushed out of the café.

“We’ll be back in a few!” The two called out as they disappeared from view.

Goro would like to know what the heck was wrong with the Phantom Thieves and causing them to act even weirder today.

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Queen: where are you two going?!

Panther: WE WON’T JUST SIT AROUND AND DO NOTHING!

Skull: YEAH! Skull: YOU’LL BE BEATING YOURSELVES ABOUT NOT THINKING OF DOING THIS EARLIER! SO HAH!

Fox: I think… Fox: I think we should go down as well.

Queen: Agreed.

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Goro was pushed further into the booth when Kitagawa slipped into the seat next to him and sat flush against him, causing his cheeks to flare red.

In front of them, Niijima sat next to Okumura and the two proceeded to just stare at Goro, their gazes unflinching.

One episode of Phoenix Ranger Featherman R later, Takamaki and Sakamoto barged back into Leblanc with the same energy they left the place with, carrying in bags they must have brought from the bakery because the smell of baked goodies wafted from them, and it reminded Goro that he hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast (which also was a cup of coffee).

“I bring crepes~!” Takamaki beamed.

Sakamoto merely plopped a bag in Goro’s lap with a wide grin, “Well, I beat you all to the punch.”

Goro took one sniff, “Pancakes?”

“Pancakes.” Sakamoto’s grin widened even more.

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Joker: TRAITORS Joker: FUCKING TRAITORS Joker: HOW COULD YOU?! Joker: HOW COULD YOU ALL HOG HIM ALL TO YOURSELVES?!

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Morgana sighed as he slipped into the kitchen and saw Akira curled up on the floor, “You all are such a mess.”

Akira whined.

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