#or that time i was selling my stickers and someone came in and said how glad they were to find h.ypmic stuff!

[darabeatha]

/ I've noticed that at this point I'm not even writing on any blog anymore, I just come and yell about some blorbo and leave. Rinse and repeat my lieges

[sinnabarmoth]

Her Kitty and His Bunny

(A/N: My first Xavier prompt! Meant to have this out last month but I got really wrapped up in the Dragon Sylus fic. Oops.)

Pairing: Kitty|Xavier x Bunny|Reader (fem)

Prompt: Sweet fluff of kitty Xavier meeting and falling for the Bunny girl Reader working at the bookstore.

Length: 3k

It was a normal day of work at the bookshop which meant things were pretty slow. You wandered along through the shelves trying to find a book for a pick up order. You had to go near the back of the shop and you were surprised by what else you found there.

You had heard him before you saw him, the fluffy ears on top of your head catching the tiniest sounds all the time. And you could hear someone muttering softly. You turned the corner to see who was back here because you could have sworn the store was empty.

Laying against the wall, a book opened and resting on his chest was a man you vaguely remembered walking in earlier. Blonde, handsome face, cozy peach cardigan, pair of fuzzy cat ears and an equally fluffy tail that was curled around him and resting on his lap. He had fallen asleep directly in front of a warm ray of light and you couldn’t deny it looked heavenly. You could have done with a nap yourself.

How long had this guy been back here? Should you wake him? He wasn’t bothering anyone. But what if he had nodded off accidentally and needed to be somewhere? Or what if this was a medical problem?

“Sir. Sir, wake up.” you said.

“Hm?” he turned his head away from you towards the sunlight.

“What a pain.” you muttered and squatted next to him. You shook his shoulder. “Sir, you need to wake up now.”

He shifted again but his eyes opened this time to look at you. You could almost swear he was about to go back to sleep but you kept poking him. “Sir, are you alright? You’ve been asleep back here for quite some time.”

He sat up straight, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with a yawn. What a sleepy kitty this guy was. It was rather cute seeing how soft and bleary he was right after a nap. “Sorry,” he said quietly, “I didn’t even realize I had fallen asleep back here.”

“I wanted to make sure you were okay.” you stood back up. “You know it isn’t exactly a smart idea to fall asleep whenever, right?”

“Yeah, I’ve heard that. I only meant to sit and read a chapter to see if I liked this book but then the sun came in and I just dozed off.” he stood up, stretching his arms high above his head. A bit of his shirt rode up and you caught a peek of his toned stomach. What kind of physique was he hiding under that cardigan?

“Must not have been a good book if it helped put you to sleep.”

“It was good actually. So good that I read through five chapters in one go before I fell asleep.” he flipped through the book. “I think I’ll get it.”

“Good to hear.” you looked past his head and saw the book you had originally come back here looking for. “There you are!” you stretched past him to grab the book on the high shelf. It was just out of range, your fingertips grazing the spine.

The man turned to see what you were reaching for and easily plucked the book from the shelf. “I was wondering why you were suddenly reaching towards me. But you weren’t. Is this the book you wanted?”

“It is. Thanks.” you checked your watch. “Oh they’re gonna be here any minute to pick this up. I gotta get this packaged.” you turned and scuttled back to the front desk. You grabbed the paper you wrapped books in and went through the folding process, tucking in a bookmark and sealing it with a custom sticker.

The man that you woke up was standing near the desk watching you work in silence. When you were done you set the book aside with the rest of the pick up orders and turned to him. “Ready to check out?”

“Yes.” he set the book on the counter. “Do you do that for every book you sell?”

“No, just the ones that are getting picked up or delivered.” you shrugged. “Why, were you hoping I’d wrap this one? You giving it as a present or something?”

“No. I was merely curious.” he thumbed through the stack of bookmarks by the register as you scanned the item. “You must have been working here a long time if you can package them that quickly.”

“Been a couple months so I’ve had the time, yeah.” you cocked your head at him, “Is this your first time in here? I’m pretty good with faces and I don’t remember yours.”

“No. Last I remembered it was still a noodle shop.”

“Really? Hasn’t been a noodle shop in like thirty years.” you appraised him closer. He didn’t look like he was that much older than you. How old was he if he remembered it from before it got turned into a bookstore? “If you don’t find it rude of me, how old are you? I could have sworn you were only in your twenties.”

“Oh, I am.” he said. “I remember it being a noodle shop because I had family that came here when it was and they talked about how good the food was. I found an old take-out menu so I decided to come down and check it out, only to find out it had become a bookstore in the meantime.”

You laughed. “Sorry to disappoint you. There is a really good noodle place a block down if you’re still hungry.” you placed a hand over your stomach. “What I would give for some chashu ramen with extra naruto. Maybe even some edamame. That sounds heavenly.”

“You could always order some.”

“No, I can’t. The place doesn’t do delivery and I have to stay and watch the store. The owner also gets mad if I eat at the front desk so even if I could get food I can’t eat it. They claim it is unprofessional looking. Not like there’s a huge amount of people coming in here everyday. Most of the time it’s pretty empty.” your stomach grumbled again.

“That sounds unfair. Do you not get to eat at all?”

“I have granola bars that I sneak bites of.” you shrugged. “So it’s not like I’m starving.”

“That doesn’t sound sustainable.”

“It is what it is.” you turned the card machine towards him. “Whenever you’re ready.”

The man paid you for the book and you handed him the bag. “I’ll check out that noodle shop you recommended. Thank you.”

“Have a nice afternoon. Enjoy those noodles for me.” you waved as he left.

Your smile dropped once he was out of sight. You had forgotten to ask his name. Maybe he’d come in again some time and you could ask then. You doubted it though. Outside of your regulars that had been coming here for years the only people that came by were lost tourists and students looking for cheap used textbooks.

Pick up orders came and left. You had blown through the last of your stash of granola bars and stared at the clock. You still had three hours before the end of your shift. You weren’t gonna make it. Stupid rabbit metabolism!

Your leg bounced in boredom as you stared at the clock, willing the hands to move faster. Your head slumped onto the counter. You were so freaking hungry!

Your ears perked as you heard the door bell chime. You picked your head up to greet whoever walked in and saw the handsome sleepy man from before. He had a plastic bag in his one hand and he held it out to you. “Special delivery.”

“What is this?” you took the bag. Inside were two takeout bowls of hot ramen. “Did you buy this for me?”

“You were hungry and you said the place doesn’t do delivery. So I thought I’d start my own delivery service, although I suppose it is a specialty service since it only has one customer.”

“This is amazing. Thank you so much. I can pay you back. How much was it?”

“You don’t have to pay me anything, except,” he took out both bowls and slid one over to you. “Don’t make me eat alone.”

“But the owner--”

“The camera behind the front desk isn’t hooked up to anything. Either it’s broken or it was put up there just to intimidate shoppers out of stealing. The owners won’t know you were eating at the front desk unless they come in.” he said.

You really looked at the camera you spent days hiding your granola bars from and your mouth dropped open. It really wasn’t attached to anything! They had let you believe you were being monitored that entire time! You could have been eating full meals this entire time and they wouldn’t have known! It’s not like they ever come down to the store. They own it but you basically run it.

“So?” he held out a pair of chopsticks to you.

“Thank you so much.” you took the chopsticks. “What’s your name by the way? I never asked.”

“Xavier.”

“Nice to meet you, Xavier. And thanks again for the food.” You opened the lid on your ramen and saw he had gotten exactly what you had said you were craving, chashu with extra naruto.

You are your ramen together and bit by bit got to know more about Xavier. He had been living abroad for a while and recently moved back to Linkon. He worked as a Hunter which was exciting. You had to remember not to mention how much Hunter inspired media you absorbed. There was an entire bookshelf back at your apartment that was full of Hunter romance novels and movies. If he knew about that he’d probably think you were weird. You couldn’t help it. There was something just inherently exciting and romantic about Hunters that drew you in.

You told him about your life living in Linkon and how you liked to spend your days when you weren’t working. It wasn’t anything nearly as exciting as what he did but it made you happy.

After that Xavier just kept popping in while you were working. He always made sure to stop by with some kind of food. Sometimes they were sweet breads from the bakery, hot ramen on rainy days, smoothies from the food truck down the street. Just something to help tide you over until you got off work. And you talked and talked and talked until finally you told him to just give you his number so you could text. Because no matter what there was always more you wanted to say to each other and not enough time while you were working to talk about it all.

He didn’t stop by the store as often after he got your number but you still talked every day thanks to it. He said you calling him was often what woke him up from his naps. How the man could fall asleep anywhere and everywhere was a mystery to you. Last time you had called him he had dozed off on the train and woke up to realize his destination had been three stops ago so he had to get off and get a cab back to where he needed to be anyway.

“Xavier, I swear, it isn’t normal for someone to fall asleep as much as you do. And don’t just say it is a cat thing. Cats like to lie down but I know other cat people and they do not nap as much as you do.” you were going up and down the aisles of the bookstore restocking some items. Xavier was following behind you with the box.

It was late and the shop had already closed but you needed to get these books out for their official release tomorrow morning. It was the highly anticipated sequel to a Hunter romance novel. You had already pre-ordered your copy and were going to sneak one from the stack while Xavier wasn’t looking to take home and read.

“I work a lot. I have to sleep when I can.”

“That’s the excuse you gave last time. I don’t think that your job has you on call so much that you have to take a military sleep approach to it.” you had run out of space on the shelf you were stocking and reached to start putting them on the next shelf up. But once again it was just out of reach.

“I’ll get this.” Xavier stretched past you, putting the books on the higher shelf. You hadn’t moved yet so he was practically pressed against you as he reached to put the books in place.

“Uh Xavier,” you said, “Can I uh…can I move first?”

“Hm?” he looked down without stepping back. You knew he was tall before but with him looking down at you from so close only made you realize how much shorter you really were.

“Your ears are pinned back.” he said, “Am I making you uncomfortable?”

“A little…” you broke your gaze, heat rolling up your neck.

“Sorry.” he stepped back. “Didn’t really think about it.”

“It’s okay.” you took a couple steps away to regain your wits. You felt a little flick on your tail and you jumped a foot in the air.

Xavier was standing where you had been, had outstretched. “Did you touch my tail?”

“Sorry again. It was up for the first time and I had never seen it do that before. It looked so soft on the underside I just found myself reaching out to feel it.” he said. “I didn’t think it’d be a big deal. You touch my tail all the time.”

“Well, yours is longer. If you touch my tail you’re basically touching my butt!”

He cracked an embarrassed smile. “As I recall, that didn’t seem to bother you either when you touched mine.”

“I told you it was an accident! How long are you gonna hold that over me?”

“I don’t plan on holding it over you. I just like to remind you every once in a while.”

“That’s the same thing!” He chuckled again. “What is it now? Why are you laughing!”

“I never noticed before but when you’re angry your nose twitches.”

“Ugh!” you covered your nose. “No it doesn’t!”

“Yes it does. You say I’m so much like a cat but you have so many rabbit tendencies too. Right down to loving carrots.”

“I just happen to like carrots and a lot of media portrays rabbits loving carrots. That is correlation, not causation.”

“And the fact that you jumped really far when I startled you?”

“You startled me. Exactly. Who wouldn’t jump?”

“You cleared a good couple feet in a single bound, bunny.”

“You don’t get to call me bunny like you’re trying to be cute. Not unless you’re cool with me calling you kitty.”

“I’m fine with that.”

“What?”

“You can call me kitty Xavier if you want. I don’t mind. So I can keep calling you bunny, right?”

“No! That wasn’t--”

“You just said if you get to call me kitty I get to call you bunny. Or should I call you bun-bun instead? Floppy ears? Cottontail?”

“Stop! You are so embarrassing!” you covered his mouth to stop the nicknames. “Fine, you can call me bunny, but only when no one else is around.”

He pulled your hand off his mouth. “Does that mean I get to call you bunny now? We are alone.”

“Fine. But don’t overdo it.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, bunny.”

“Curse whatever metaflux fluctuation that determined our evolution millenia ago to give us these animal appendages.” you muttered under your breath. “There was a point in time thousands of years ago when we didn’t have animal tails and ears. Why couldn’t we have stayed that way?”

“So we wouldn’t miss out on the fun of petting our own ears.” Xavier said, giving you a little scratch behind the ear as you stood there. You unconsciously leaned your head into his touch before coming to your senses and gently smacking his hand away. “Something wrong?”

“You--you--” now that Xavier pointed it out you could feel your nose twitching again. “I do not understand you at all.”

“What’s there to understand?”

“Why do you like teasing me? I didn’t get that vibe from you when we first met but lately you keep doing it.”

“I guess it’s because I like you.”

Your eyes went wide. “What?”

“I’ve liked you for a while. Do you think I’d bring just anyone food unprompted, even when the weather is bad? Or let them touch my tail or scratch my ears?” you could see his face going pink and his tail was swishing from side to side, “I…I like you a lot.”

“Wow.” was all that came out of your mouth. You weren’t expecting a confession. How were you meant to respond?

“Honestly, I thought you already knew. I thought this whole time you had been flirting back with me. You touch me so casually and you’re always sending me such cute messages, calling me first thing in the morning and stuff…” he looked away, his ears plastered against his head. “I guess I was reading too much into it. I’m sorry that I made you uncomfortable.”

Had you been flirting all this time? In retrospect it was obvious. So painfully obvious to everyone but you. It was no secret that you found him attractive. He was also always super kind to you. Each time he came by with something for you to eat your heart started beating faster. Not just because seeing him meant he had food but because you knew you’d get to talk to him more. You called him first thing in the morning every day partly to make sure he woke up at a decent hour but also because his voice was the first thing you wanted to hear at the start of the day.

You wanted to be around him. Be near him. Always have part of him in reach.

“You too…” you murmured.

“Huh?” he glanced back at you.

“...like you too.” you said, a little louder.

He prowled closer, leaning in close to your face. “Say again? My hearing isn’t as good as yours.”

“I said I like you too!” you snapped, your face roiling hot. “I really really like you! Happy?”

His arms wrapped around you, pulling you close into his chest. You could hear a faint purring deep in his chest. “Yes.”

You let yourself melt against him. He was so warm. You nuzzled your face into his chest a little more and he chuckled. “Hopefully now we can do something outside of this bookstore.” you said.

“I don’t mind where we are so long as you are there too, bunny.”

[fuck-customers]

I think probably one of my worst customer stories has to be this: I work at a restaurant that's well known for having really good customer service right? We're located right off a busy intersection so we're normally packed full of people. I have one of my regulars bring one of her friends by I'm going to call Miss V. Miss V asks for a salad that normally comes with chicken nuggets on it and asks if she can get it with grilled strips instead. I reply back that well Miss V I'm sorry but we don't have grilled strips, we have regular chicken strips or I could get her a grilled fillet and have it cut up instead. And she gets sad but says she'll go with the strips and I'm like okay and ring her up with the salad with regular strips like she asked for.

I see one of my teenage coworkers coming back with a salad looking confused and I'm like what's up what's wrong with it thinking there was like a hair in it or it was made wrong. My coworker tells me oh this lady said that her salad was wrong I'm not sure- and I'm already sighing and going "is it Miss V?" And point to her and the coworker confirms and I see her motioning me over. So I'm like alright and I go over to her table like "So what's wrong with the salad? I thought you said you wanted strips." And Miss V insists once more that she wanted grilled strips not regular ones. And I'm just mentally sighing like okay clearly this lady thinks that I'm hiding this specific secret menu item from her and explain to her once more that we don't have grilled strips. She protests saying that she's had grilled strips the last time she came here because she ordered the salad with regular nuggets and they handed her the one with grilled strips by mistake and liked it better. She even pointed to my manager behind me and was like he replaced it for me but I want the one with grilled strips now.

So now I'm thoroughly confused like we don't sell grilled strips so idk what she means. I ask her if her strips came hot or cold thinking that maybe she just got handed one of the other salads that comes with cold grilled chicken and thought it was that but she says it was hot chicken. And then it dawns on me that it's probably the exact same hot grilled fillet cut up that I suggested to her in the first place. So I'm like we're going to replace it with the cut up grilled fillet will that work? And she goes "What's the difference"

By this point I'm starting to get a headache with her and I have a line of guests waiting for me back at front counter so I'm like it's how we have to ring it up. I explain to my coworker and manager how she wanted it fixed and rush back to my register to deal with the hoard of people that came by. I don't think about it for a while until I finish my line of people and I see her beckoning me over once more and I'm like lord what now.

She then explains to me that she'd now like her kids meal that she also bought with her meal but wanted later. (Something that we technically don't do for things besides ice cream but we can work around so long as either the person that took the order or who bagged the order remembers and we didn't have a shift change in the middle.) Mind you she asks for this like 3 hours later when the bagger has changed so I'm like sure okay I just need either your reciept or the sticker that printed off with your order to prove to bagging that you paid for it. And naturally she tells me that she doesn't have it because another coworker that was working dining room (I expressly want it to be known that we did have someone taking care of the dining room like I don't know why she keeps asking me for it since I'm on front counter and she can actively see I'm busy) threw it away with her trash because they didn't know. And I'm just sighing because now I have to dig through the trash to see if I can even find this piece of paper while I'm actively busy trying to do other stuff.

Thankfully her sticker from her salad was sitting at the top of the trash can and I could bring it to bagging and be like Miss V wants her kids meal now. The bagger looks at me confused at first because like I said we don't really do that but bags it anyways and hands it over.

Still to this day I have no idea how she managed to get her 'grilled strip' salad at all since that's a special order thing and those are clearly marked. Like it would have said hot grilled chicken on top and bagging usually has to hold for those. She's just going to have a rude awakening if she tries to come in on a day I'm not here and tries to do that because I'm probably one of the only non-managers that could understand what she meant and had enough patience for her to give me the runaround. The teenagers working night shift will just blink at her and say we can't do that at all. 😂

[noonaishere]

Music of the Heart [J.YH] - forty-four | merch drop

You pushed the door of the dance studio open and did a quick scan. No Yunho, thank god. Not that you had any reason to fear him or anything like that, but you didn’t feel like resuming the awkward activity of being two ‘former best friends who had a dramatic and traumatic falling out’ in a room full of people who weren’t even aware that you even knew each other. Life was just easier when he wasn’t around.

“Hey! You came!” Mingi said as he turned to you and smiled.

“I did. I also have this,” you opened your shirt to reveal a shirt you had printed. The text read, ‘No Horses On Mars,’ which was centered around a purposefully crappy stick figure drawing of a horse encircled by a red ‘no’ symbol you made in paint to go with it.

Mingi looked at you expectantly, before his face dropped. He looked from your shirt, to the troll-smile you wore on your face, and back down to your shirt.

“You’re not allowed to hang out here… at all anymore.”

You laughed.

“Where did you get that?”

“I was playing around on the site I made all these nice stickers and buttons on, and discovered they let you make singular shirts.”

“That’s ridiculous. And they let you make that?”

You nodded.

“What a waste of resources. Did you know that desertification is at an all time high? Did you know that the Amazon rainforest is being clear-cut to make space for factory farming? Did you know that we’re experiencing a drought right now, here, in Korea?”

“Wow, tell me how you really feel about it.”

“I hate it.”

You nodded. “Do you want me to make one for you and Chunyoung?”

He looked at you for a few moments and sighed. “Yeah, he’d want one.” He pinched the bridge of his nose in realization and sighed again. “And the ones for Dei and Dani too… Fuck it, we’re all going to have shirts. I’ll text you our sizes.”

You laughed. “Then I’ll show up at another time with shirts. Who knows? Maybe I’ll make a band with the same name and you guys can retroactively be my first fans.”

You dug into your bag for the bags of stickers and buttons you also had printed. Before you were struck with the inspiration that was your shirt idea, that is.

“Sounds like a scam move, if you ask me.” Mingi replied.

You shrugged. “You’ve heard of ‘I listened to them before they were cool’, now try ‘I listened to them before they existed.’ Even more hipster.”

“I’m sure it’d be more annoying,” he chuckled.

“Anyway--” you pulled the bags out. “Stickers and buttons and… well, it’s just stickers and buttons since they’re the things that sell the most.”

“Nice!” He pulled a sticker out and waved it in the air, “You guys want stickers?”

The rest of the dancers ran or walked or moseyed over to see what was being offered to them. Proclamations of “Cool!” “Neat!” and “Hey, nice!” were repeated as Mingi handed out the stickers and you handed out pins. Once everyone had one of each, the two of you closed the bags back up.

“We can save the rest to hand out when we busk.” Mingi said.

You nodded and went to close the bag you were holding.

“Did you get one?”

“Huh? Oh, no, I brought them for you guys.”

Mingi smiled. “You should have a couple of your own.” He took a few stickers out and handed them to you.

“Isn’t that silly though? They’re my logo, why would I need them?” You laughed.

He smiled again. “That’s why? To keep you confident.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “I’m not sure I understand how that works.”

“At the very least you can give them to someone who asks.”

You chuckled and took a few buttons out of the bag you were holding, closed it, and handed it to him. You put the buttons and stickers in your messenger bag and patted the pocket you put them in. “Happy?”

He smiled. “Yes.”

You shook your head. “What a pest.”

He laughed. “Want to watch us practice? We’re working on a choreo for your newest mashup.”

“If it were up to you, I’d be a total narcissist.”

“Nothing wrong with being confident.”

“I think maybe we have different definitions.”

He chuckled.

“And it’s not that I’m not confident, I just don’t need to like… see people enjoy my mashups to enjoy making them.”

“Ah, so you’re a ‘doing it for the music’ type of person?”

“Yep.”

“‘Music is my life’?”

“I mean, it kind of is. I don’t do much of anything else.”

He nodded. “Stay and watch us?”

You rolled your eyes. “Fine.”

“Don’t be too excited.”

You laughed. “Dang and golly gee willikers! I’m so excited to see everyone dance to my mashups!” You jumped in false excitement before running over to the couches to sit, putting your hands in your lap like a well-behaved school child.

Mingi doubled over in laughter. “Don’t ever do that again.”

You laughed and took out your phone while you waited for them to start.

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[mwagneto]

i saw u on my timeldinr and rmemebededd you psoted smthn abt your horse toys normal (?) minds cannot comtpehend can you pelazeee post them. i wamt to see them soo bad i lie in bed at nighf anf do my mental walkthrougj of all the horses i have seen amd met and want amd i come to an empylty stable and yhink of youse

OMG HI!!!! i'm really sorry i hate posting pics to the internet it feels like im doxxing myself but i found pics on google of all the horse toys i was thinking abt when i made that post:-)

edit HOLY mother this took over an hour to write and became insanely long so a lot of it is under the cut but i hope you enjoy<3

so for context my parents used to pay for a monthly subscription to "póni klub" (pony club) which basically mailed you a box of horse things every month and a big box every year (if i remember correctly! im not sure, i only got like 3 or 4 of them in total coz they said it was too expensive 😔) which means i have like an extreme assortment of random things just from that and then there's all the stuff i got as presents or as a vásárfia (means like, "son of the market" it's basically when someone gets you a little thing from the market you're at just coz you're there, for me it also meant like, the grocery store we went to on a roadtrip)

the póni klub stuff is extremely diverse, i have two calendar-journal things (explained a bit better later), several episodes of heartland on dvd (which i dont think i ever watched), a scary as hell audiobook about a cursed tree ?? (there's a horse there also), a bunch of fantasy or y/a books about horses, stickers, keychains, erasers, anything you can imagine basically, and also a lot of little figurines

the one i was specifically thinking of when i made the post is a toyline called picipacik (c is pronounced like ts so it's like, cute to say, it means like, "tiny horsies") which came with a little personality card for each horse and also a disc to a pc game which i spent an hour trying to find before answering this ask LMAO but i got it, it was one of those collectible things but all the figurines have fur (the cards have fur too i almost forgot!!!) and they all have names and exist in the game too

i got i think one of them from póniklub and bought the rest independently but i couldn't tell you, the póni klub calendar/journal/activity book thingies (they're really good btw they have like puzzles and jokes and informative articles in them too) are dated 2008 and 2012 so yknow. it's been. an insane amount of time. im shocked i even remember anything at all tbh but horse memories are forever i suppose

im gonna put a readmore coz this is getting way too long but ya finding my picipacik was what inspired the post but there's way more

idk if you know about the german horse figurine company schleich but every time we went to austria/germany (pretty often, long story) I'd see them on the shelf and I'd want one SOOO so fucking bad sooo bad but my parents were like no way they're way too expensive 😠 only for me to realise a few months ago they're literally 3-10 euros but WHATEVER i had a few of those coz I'd beg to get one every time i saw them, chief among them these 2 beasts. the pegasus has been on my shelf for as long as i've had the shelf and it's looking at me typing this and the skewbald horse is in the attic in my horse box but ok so looking these up they're selling for like hundreds of dollars on ebay which is insane coz they were DEFINITELY not even remotely that expensive or I wouldn't have gotten them. anyway they were absolute treasures coz of how much begging it took to get them and how much i liked them, i took them with me everywhere

i also have these gorgeous little guys or well i only have the palomino but i have two of it but i played with them a crazy amount as a baby so they're really beat up, one of them lost his tail years before i developed the ability to retain memories but i cannot even begin to tell you just how soft and fluffy their manes are

my BIGGEST obsession and the one i actually got to indulge in was filly ponies, they were really cheap and came in blind bags so that was the vásárfia i usually got on the aforementioned germany/austria trips, im not sure exactly how many i have but it has to be like at least 20 or 30? i dont have any full series coz they kept updating the generations really quickly so like every few months there'd be a whole new batch of them. I'd spend ages trying to look at the available horses on the back and trying to feel the blind bag and guess which one was inside and i was correct surprisingly often, I'd say like 70-80% of the time. and since they were really small well. i never shoplifted any unprompted but one time i found a bag someone had torn open and then left there, horse and all, and i didnt have the heart to leave it so i put it in my pocket. they also came w personality cards but i lost some of them and I wasn't brave enough to also pocket the personality card of the open one but given my tendency to lose things i own a surprising amount. they also came with big maps and catalogues so I'd cross out the ones i had and circle the ones i wanted, i still have the unicorn catalogue glued on my wall, that's the one i got the most of but im sure i have at least one of each kind, this is what the blind bags looked like but i also have one of the metal boxes

there were loads in each series and uh, hm, huh, well, lmfao ?? always encouraging when something's wikipedia page has a lawsuits section. im a fillyhead forever i think crimes are ok. ALSO APPARENTLY THERE'S A TV SHOW??? DAMN. to me they'll always be fun little toys i collected when i was 5. love these guys so much if i had shelf space I'd display them. i used to have them displayed but alas i have too many items and things now also everything is always dusty. like i said the unicorns are the ones i have the most of and i only ever got a single blind bag from the crowned series but i spent ages feeling the bag to make sure i got jewel the big one in the middle and I DID!!!! getting a good grade in uh, feeling blind bags???

anyway i hit the image limit but thank you so much for asking, i loove my little horse toys :-)) there's many more but they either dont have fun lore attached or they're just gen 2/gen 3/gen 4 my little pony toys or legos or lps or the horses that came with those wooden train sets so slightly less specific than the examples above but yeah i have a veritable museum of horse toys and plushies and so-on. i dont think I've gotten anything horse related either for myself or as a gift in MANY years (other than, yknow, horse riding stuff and then the actual living horse i had for a few beautiful years) which is honestly surprising given the sheer amount of horse stuff i got from age 0 to like, mid teens but i guess my inventory filled up or something

[poupeesdecirque]

Travel Blog - Anime Festival Kassel Pt 1 - Friday

Here we are with almost the last Con for the year, I had planned to attend two days (Sat & Sun) but as I got so much overtime at work I was able to leave earlier for once and could visit at least partially on Friday.

More under the cut.

Friday, Traveling or: 1, 2 oder 3?!

As already said I traveled after work but gladly this time I didn't get stuck in traffic and I told myself if I would arrive in Kassel (after checking into the hotel) before 4 I would get a ticket for friday.

I had decided to throw in my Cosplay of Link as it doesn't need much make up and I didn't feel like wearing Mana or Nea (especially with Mana's wig still not being restyled after the Connichi).

So I quickly redressed and headed to the con. I was able to swap my 2 day pass for a 3 day pass after paying the additional fee for friday. I headed inside.

I have to say the security guards were some of the nicest and darling ones I ever met, they just adored every little detail of costumes and were so happy to just meet people who were so excited for the whole convention. Another little silly story about them being adorable to follow later on.

Inside it was navigating through a whole new set up this time as the last time the Convention only had half of the location and now the had the whole building and a lot of things had changed.

If you come in there were a few vendors but majority is Matsuri Games and the signing area. If you headed through the concert garden you came into the Artist Alley which was significant bigger than last time, i took a very quick stroll but I was starving at that point, I headed outside into the garden.

Hopefully I will have more time to take more photos the coming days but you had some food vendors outside for Ramen, Yakisoba, Shakes, Taiyaki, Bao Buns, Curry and Bubble Tea. Before I decided to eat something I got distracted by the need to explore the area more, so we also had an anime car exhibition outside.

And the commercial vendor's room. In which I actually found some (sadly very overpriced) D.Gray-man merch :O I will take a stroll through that area again on another day. But hunger was speaking to me. Obviously I went for Taiyaki.

They had different fillings like Banana/Chocolate, Cherry/Chocolate and Red Bean paste, all of them were made with Matcha and Coconutmilk in the batter.

Then I went through the artist alley and met a super nice artist who is actually a tattoo artist but is also doing Anime inspired art and we talked about old series that aired in the 90s and prior. Which was actually a very fun conversation to start with as he said to me I should take a sticker and I didn't want to and we got into a chat and ended up by him asking me what character I am and I told him Howard Link from D.Gray-man and he went "Wow, I haven't heard that in forever" and that's how we ended up talking for like ... 30 minutes?!

After that I met up with Schu / @dragoncreatorlaurwen for dinner. We went to a place that sells buddha bowls as it's actually well priced for the amount of food you get. We talked a lot as we didn't see each other since March.

As we headed back to the Con we managed to take a few photos of my Link Cosplay as I only had Selfies/Phone Pics so far, thank you again. One day Link will get a real photoshoot... but I have to restyle the wig before that, it was more messed up than I thought even though I had rebraided it after the Dokomi.

Back in the hall I was yet to get checked again and... here is another reason why the security guards are just super precious. There were 3 of them and all waiting to check someone (as it was quite late), and one went "1, 2 oder 3 - wenn du wirklich richtig stehst, siehst du wenn das Licht angeht!" (which is a reference to a german kid's gaming show in which you get 3 possible answers to a question and if you got the right one (you choose by stepping in front of it) the answer will light up and you get points) and I then said "Oooh do I get a light?" and she went and LIGHTED UP HER PHONE just that I had the right one. This was just so incredible cute.

I explored the hall a bit more but as it was quite late already the vendors closed down and I wasn't actually able to see it all, i hope to see more tomorrow then.

As it was getting dark I headed back to the hotel, fetched a few things from the local supermarket (I'm always curious to try new foods and I actually stumpled upon my favorite kind of twix :O yes I love the white oneees) and had some dessert, settled down for the day. (And I didn't have a protein pudding in ages as I .. usually make it myself from scratch .. tbh i really disliked the taste it was awful q_q fine saving money from now on).

Next up will be the Saturday and the big cosplay contest.

[akehoshimystar]

Chapter 2

Yuzuru: Florist cafe... Indeed, there are several cafes attached to flower shops in Tokyo.

Ito: Yes, they're quite popular. I thought there would be a lot of reference points for the interior, as it fits with the concept.

Not just in appearance, but running a flower shop in a serious manner...?

Roka: Yes! Not a “cafe run by a flower shop,” but a “cafe that sells flowers!”

Ai: ……..

Roka: It goes like this! After enjoying a meal and tea decorated with flowers, a staff member comes to the table with a flower basket...

Ito: (Something is coming.)

Roka: “How about some flowers!?” suggests the staff member!

“Wow, such a beautiful flower! Please give me one! This one is for you, my dear!” he says, offering a single rose!

Rare: Food?

Roka: “Eh? For me?! What a lucky person I am!!” So grateful, so heartfelt! Everyone will be moved to tears!

Ito: ...A cafe where you can give flowers to someone who came with you on the spot...

Roka: Yup. It can be used for confession or proposal, as well as for celebration, daily gratitude, or an opportunity to make up.

Of course, it's also perfectly fine to give it to yourself as a reward for your precious self!

What am I, a genius!?

Ito: …..!

Well... Isn't this a really great idea?

Yuzuru: Agreed. As expected from Roka-san.

Roka: Oh, I’m flattered. As expected from Aporia's Young Nobleman of Inspiration!

Ito: (Come to think of it, the dress-up event itself, “Drunken Mischief,” was Roka-san's idea.)

(When you think about it, he must be a person with practical imagination, or should I say, an ability to come up with ideas.)

(Though I have never heard him being called a nobleman.)

Ai: The naming sense and skit were unpleasant, but other than that I gotta admit it.

If Yashiro doesn’t disagree with Roka’s idea, then go ahead and take the lead in making it more profitable. 

Ito: Eh?

(Me? .….not Roka-san?)

Ai: Whose project is this again?

Ito: (….Oh.)

That would be me, sir.

Ai: Then see it through to the end.

Ito: (...Even if I'm not strong enough, or there are others who can do it better, I have to take responsibility until the end.)

Okay. I'll think about it.

Ai: Give me an answer by the day after tomorrow.

Ito: Understood.

Yuzuru: ………

Ai: "Adding to the 'interesting' aspect of this event that will lead to profits.” In order to bring about that idea…..

Yuzuru, support her. But don't interfere too much.

Yuzuru: Copy that.

Roka: Do you need this nobleman's help?

Ai: No thanks.

Roka: OK! I will help with everything I got!

Ai: This time, don't aim for a passing grade, walk in here with a full score. Got it?

Ito: ……Yes.

(………Not aiming for a passing grade, huh…)

And then, a few days later at night.

Kiho: ………After progressing from there, it turned out like this. I see.

“There is no reservation for this early hour, so if it's not a complicated matter, feel free.” He said. At Kiho-san’s suggestion, the meeting started at the bar counter instead of the office. After skimming through the proposal data I shared with him, he put down his tablet and made a “hohhh” sound.

Ito: I'd be grateful if you could point out anything that concerns you... What do you think?

Kiho: Nothing concerning about it.

Ito: ! You think so?

Kiho: I wouldn't lie about something like this, and I'm not just being considerate either.

By making the sale of fresh flowers a reservation system, you can avoid inventory risk and create an event that everyone can enjoy on the very day.

I honestly thought it was great. Wouldn’t Ai agree with this?

Ito: Thank you, I'm glad to hear this...

Kiho: Haha. Did you expect worse?

Ito: I had braced myself for that, actually. 

Shinobu: Making “flower stickers for staff” a bonus when ordering the menu. And we’re gonna have the best staff reward…. Isn’t that awesome?

When I saw it on Chattas, I couldn't hold back my “Wow” at all. I smell a fierce battle incoming. 

Ito: Haha...I probably spent most of my time setting up detailed rules to prevent things from getting too heated.

(And here I was wondering what to do when Kosaka-san told me to light up the competitive spirit.)

Kiho: The benefits are provided in a way that causes a loss to neither the staff nor the customers. I think you will be able to meet his order properly.

Is this Ito's idea?

Ito: No, this was also Roka-san's. He said that it's more fun and happier for the staffs to receive flowers.

Kiho: Yeah. That sounds like something he would say.

But I doubt someone like Roka would come up with a clever idea like using stickers instead of fresh flowers, which are more difficult to handle.

Ito: (Wow, Kiho-san is sure something else..... He’s very insightful.)

The stickers idea was the alternative I came up with.

As you stated, it would be very difficult to manage and clean up afterwards. I think fresh flowers are definitely more gorgeous though.

Kiho: Your idea is solid enough. Flowers are indeed beautiful and I would be happy receiving one, but I can't just leave them as they are afterwards. 

If I want them to last for a while, it takes some effort. There's a limit to the number of vases I can have.

Ito: (A statement from someone who has received an excessive number of flowers before.)

<The staff member who receives the most flowers will be given the title of “Best Florist” along with a reward> <Later, as a return gift to our customers, we will give away a bouquet coordinated by our staff members through a lottery> <The number of flower stickers and bouquet lottery tickets you receive is proportional to the net amount of the menu you order> My plan, the one that was merely passable for better or worse, was to aim for ensuring that our customers had a great time without any major dissatisfaction. Through advice from various angles, the content has evolved into something that is both “interesting and potentially profitable.”

Shinobu: I was surprised at how good the compatibility between the members and the concept was. I almost thought they were intentionally selected.

Ito: I mean, I was certainly surprised to hear that the members are usually decided by Roka-san's throwing darts...

Shinobu: That's one thing Roka-san never concedes. Of course, if the same person gets designated too many times in a row, there will be some adjustments.

Did the darts land on Yuzuru-san, Maochi-san, and Yu-san this time?

Kiho: Right. As for the rest, it’s Riku, me, and Ito.

Shinobu: Now that’s a solid line-up.

Kiho: Alright, looking forward to working with you. Now, let's get to the main topic.

Since I've become a member for this occasion, I have no problem telling the fortunes to customers directly in the store.

To make it a casual experience, as Ito suggested…..

Shall we go with “One Oracle”?

Chapter 3 >>

[theuniverseawakens347]

Trying to make it seem like Howard was responsible for gilbreana death .. I literally get off on her picture being hung up in the house and sent pornography to the White House off his computer from the robbery may 21 to not be caught for UR WHOLE WILLING PART IN HER MURDER.

And ur switched ur computer w Howard’s computer ..

Then wiped his and took it for ur own .. WHILE U WENT TO THE CABIN THATS WILD LEE

Meh came back to HIS LAPTOP MISSING OFF HIS DESK … but REALLY ITS UR LAPTOP THE FUCKING APPLE ID DOESNT EVEN MATCH HIS RECEIPT FOR THE COMPUTER YAL BOUGHT ME ..AND MINE WASNT WVEN IN THE HOUSE AT THE TIME I WAS AT AVA AND MINE GOT NIGGAS IS GODS ( incriminating) WEED STICKERS ALL OVER IT LEE

And I replaced my COVER ABD ATILL GOT WEED STICKERS ON MINE ..

U GIYS GOT THE SMOOTH GREY ONES BUT LIKE AGAIN .. APPLE ID LEE .. u really don’t know how to work a computer or

U paid Alissa AND FRIENDS OF IAN TO LITERALLY “HACK IT” WILLINGLY GAVE PASSWORD AND SEND NUDES FROM HOWARDS EMAIL ..

HE SIGNED IN ONCE AND LEFT IT OPEN ..

BITXH U SENT THE NUDES UR SELF THEN HAD MOFO STEAL THE COMPUTER TO “HIDE THE EVIDENCE “ and then tell Ian to take Howard’s safe of guns and go committ a murder which h4_eazy “did” and GOT CAUGHT W REGISTERED GUNS N HOWARDS NAME N CHRIS TRIED TO SAY HOWARD KILLED ALEXIS … CAUSE THAT CASE WAS BEING REOPENED

All this was being reopened ON MY FAMILY CAUSE IT LITERALLY GOES RIGHT BACK TO U ALISSA SAYING SHE DIDNT KNOW ..BITCH I SEEN LEXI FACE WE LOOK LIKE TWINS YEAH IT WAS BEFORE WE MET AND CHRIS U BEEN FUCKIN KNEW MY NIGGA WE WENT TO 54 th together no wonder Myron played stupid when Lauryn Reese brought me around

ALL. YALL NIGGAS BEEN AFTER ME N MY FAMILY ON BEHALF OF LEE ARLVICTORIALONGTON FAMILY SINCE THE BEGINNING TIME LEE ANTI MASONS VS MANSON ( MY FAMILY IN THE-SKY )

GIRL BYE LIKE BE SO FUCKING FR. EVERY FRIEND IVE HAD AROUND ME KNEW U ONE WAY OR ANOTHER AND WAS PAID OFF OR THREATEN TO HIDE MY TRUTH U BEEEEEN ALWAYS KNEW WHAT THE FUCK WAS UP W ME OR ELSE U WEIRDO BITCHES WOULDNT HAVE WORKED SO HARD. NO MATTER HOW I SAY IT YAL BIGGAS KNOW IT ALWAYS TURNS ME U OBVIOUS THE FUCK LY KNOWING IM GOD AND UR SATAN AS FUCK.

Chris UR A DICK HEAD WILLINGLY KILLING ALEXIS AND PASSING CHILD PORN TO PUT ON HOWARD NUGENT CAUSE LEE SAID YAL WOULD GET OUT DUE TO LEGAL BACKING .. what bitch, KILLING ME!?

HOW U GON KILL ME WHEN U KNOW IM ETERNAL AND U SHOWED ME LAW ABIDING CITIZEN MY TRUTH.

But you REAL LIFE DIDNT WANT DIE ALONE. SO UR HOLDING HOWARD HOSTAGE WHO UNALSO KNW IS ONE OF MINE .. AND THEN ROOED THE KIDS INTO IT INCASE HE LEAVES U

He real life like bomb protection squad rn and I’m real life hostage til I SAID ALL THIS CAUSE U TOOK BITCH MADE TO SPEAK UP DAWG HOE. THATS SAD. ALL THAT CRIME BUT U CANT PUT YO FUCKING CHEST OUT AND TAKE THE TIME .. THEN WHY FUCKING DO IT ..

Trying to claim insanity card THATS WHY U HAD THE KIDS DO ALL THIS CAUSE UR REAL LIFE EMBARRASSED THAT THUS IS LEGIT U AS A PERSON NATURALLY AS I STARED ON THE BLOG AND AT 11 when I said I hated u for some fucking reason .. BITCH I MEAN �� WHAT LEE U COULDNT SAY “CASH UR GAWD IM THE DEVIL”

UR AFRAID OF DEATH BUT URSELF IN A FEDERAL FUCKING CASE AND ROPED IDIOT KIDS INTO SO U COULD FEEL SMARTER THAN SOMEONE .. Therese turned .. FAMILY PAID OFF BY HOWARD TO MAKE RIGHT TURN THEMSELVES IN ADMIT TO ME AND THEN I PAY THEM OFF TO NOT DONIT .. NATIONAL TERRORIST DID THE SAME TO FRIENDS BUT U WANA OPEN AN HARASSMENT CASE ON ME .. MY NIGGA U CANT BE FOR REAL ..HAVE U BEEN MEDICATED THIS WHOLE TIKE FOR A MENTAL ILLNESS AND AINT TELL NO ONE AND ALL OF A SUDDEN STOP TAKING MEDS CAUSE I SAID WHATEVER U GAVE ME AT THE PSYCHWARD GOES RIGHT BACK TO U???

Girl .. BUT IM MENTALLY UNstaBLE?

EVEN WHEN KNOWING THE SHIT WAS AWFUL FOR ME I STILL TOOK IT ALL OF IT WVEN AT ST FRANCIS.

My nigga take it to the chin WTF U DO THIS FOR.

U put me in psych wards cause that was a projection of ur own truth like trying to sell a fucking pound of OH SO CLEARLY SHIT WEED.

My nigga I really been living 21 YEARS W A PSYCHO WHO PUT ME IN HER CARE AFTER EVERY FUCKING THING IVE GONE THRU BEFORE THE “adoption”

LIKE THIS REAL LIFE CANT BE FUCKING FOR REAL .. YAL SAID “oh I go on psych meds ( AT DUMB ASS FUCK NICKI) and we’ll give cashay to you” AFTER SHE MURDERED MY LITTLE SIATWR COUSIN GILBREANA

And then before my 16th and Lexi 15th she planned to have Tyler Ian Alissa WILLING SICK BITCH and CHRIS WILLING BUT GON LIE INWAS IN A ROUGH PLACE W ALEX MADE ME DO IT TRYING TO PROVE MYSELF U STILL HAD A CHOICE. U CHOSE STREET LIFE MY NIGGA TF U JOIN THE GANG IF U CANT HANG PUNK BITCH ..like DAQUAN TRYSHA WILLING FOR SOME ALIEN BLOOD OR MY FUCKING MONEY.. THAT BITCH PUT A BOUNTTY ON MY HEAD. NICKI AND U WILLINGLY TURNED ME OVER TO HER

Askari TELEPATHIC BITCH U BEEN LYING TO HIM FOR A MINUTE THAT NIGGA BEEEEEEN STEPPING IN BEHIND THE SCENES ON THE BACK END .. UR WORK FALLING THRU CAUSE THAT NIGGA LOOOKING OUT FOR ME HOWARD TOO

..

But you REALLY LET IT get to some crazy ass level of extortion Lee .. KILL ME N U WIN THE GAME OF LIFE AND GET ETERNITY INTO THE NEXT LEVEL ..yal niggas that stupid??? THATS WILD

So basically 1. U KNEW

2. I TRIED TO ASSASSINATE GOD ..I thought you satanic fucks READ THE BIBLE??

DONT U KNOW SATAN “TAKING OVER” WAS A TRICK TO PROVE U ARE LITTERALY FUCKING VILE DIGUSTING BEINGS.

I really think u gon out rank THE CREATOR OF ALL OF SPACE.

I’m 4 quadrillion years old and literal fucking projecting of the universe IN HUMAN FORM.

A Simulation. I DIE WE ALL DIE. AGAIN WORLD WIDE GENOCIDE LEE.

Start the “game of life” ALL OVER .. I CHOOSE WHEN WE COME BACK AND GUESS WHAT 5 major resets U THOUGHT I WAS DUMB ENOUGH EVEN MEDICATED AS FUCK THE WAY U DID ME I WAS JUST GOING TO HAVE IT BE LIKE ALL THE ORHER TIKES??

U KNOW HOW LONG U ALONE BEEN DOING THIS DUMB SHIT IN A DIFFERENT BODY SUIT CHARLES LITERALLY FUCKING MANSON.

Nicki .. Marlyn Manson. Like wtf yal.

WHY WOULD I REPEAT THE SAME THING AND EXPECT A NEW OUTCOME..UR INSANE NOT ME ALSO GOD OVERSEES ALL BEFORE IT HAPPENS ONLY ME AND RIGHTFUL FAMILY CAN SEE THE FUTURE ..but it’s like at what point do YOU STOP AND MAKE BETTER FUCKING CHOICES.

Yal CLEARLY ARE REAL LIFE ILL INTENT PEOPLE. MALCOM INCLUDED. TRYING TO PUT IT ON ASKARI. .. nigga no.

Generational curses in a weird fucking way.

THIS IS WILD LEE AND NICKI RING LEADERS TO THE ANTI MASONS KILLING AND LIVING OFF MY FAMILY.

HOWARD AND ASKARI THE OTHER SIDE FIGHTING PROTECTING AND LOOKING OUT.

Lee u BEEEN GOT NEWS OF THIS BEING FEDERAL AND AINT TOLD NO ONE. HOWARD AND ASKARI WENT BEHIND UR BACK AND MADE RIFHT TO THISE INNOCENT AND ROPED INTO UR MIS GUIDEDNESS LIKE THERESE W RIVER / Patrick ( sorry) and JEAN w Bonnie/ forest .. U MANAGE TO TRY N PUT THAT ON ME CAUSE U STRUGFLE W GENDER AND EQUALITY AND U HATE GAYS U HATE ANYTHING THAT ISNT WHITE OR SLAVERY.

Literally what I put on the blog about in 2020 was VERY REAL AND MY BRAIN REAWAKENING OUT SHADOW MODE AND I TOLD U IN A 10 PAGE LETTER I FOUND MY FOREVER PERSON TRISTAN ❤️❤️ and U DECIDED NAW KILL THE WHOLE WORLD.

I made myself, bae and A WHOLE LOT MORE OF ME .. like be so fucking fr.. u clearly DONT believe in God and NEVER read the Bible to think U COULD KILL ME AND GET AWAY WITH IT LIKE NO ONE WAS GUNA SERVE JUSTICE??

🤯🤯🤯

Clearly I’m still under medicine cause .. the punkd kids gotta come out w cameras this really can’t be what u thought

AND U IDIOT CHILDREN CHRIS FELL FOR IT DEEPLY. HAD U KNOW IT WAS MY FAMILY U WOULDNT HAVE .. NIGGA WE WENT TO ELEMENTARY TOGETHER U SEEN MY FACE I GOT A VERY PROMINATE NAME U USE IT EVERYDAY FUCKING CASH BITCH.

This can’t be real life rn .. THIS FR YALL? THATS wild A NIGGA IS REAL LIFE CRAZY .. going to the psychward in 23 and Howard being there u was talking to him that u real life need help.. I seen inside I’m not admitting thru me that “I’m sick” being u.. I will say I AM SICK N TIRED OF UR FUCKING INSANITY .. U DO NEED HELL IF THIS IS FR .. but like u speak to me n projection about ur life .. that’s not working for me Lee .. I see inside u ur guilty and need help but lady u did the 5,8, and 9th step … 38 years right? FUCKING SHOW IT.

[pbandjesse]

I am very tired today. Which has me feeling a little lightheaded. But it was still a nice day.

I need to not be so hard on myself. I was just reviewing the day before I wrote everything down and was like. Oh you didn't do much, you didn't accomplish much. But that's not true!! I had a good day.

I did end up taking one muscle relaxer last night and it helped me sleep which was nice but I still woke up groggy. At least I didn't have to drive.

I got dressed and felt a little weird in this dress. I think it's the flouncy bottom hem. But I still felt cute. James kept telling me I was cute. And we loaded up the car and left.

We misordered at McDonald's but James got it fixed. And then helped me set up at the market. I was still feeling groggy and a little weird. But I was enjoying talking to Anne and working on some frogs. I got a few done today and that felt nice.

I also wished Stanley a happy birthday. He's going to Atlantic City with his wife and kids tonight for a few days. I hope they have fun and he wins a lot of money. I told him about when my dad left my mom at the beach for gambling quarters and how I can't be trusted to gamble because I have a terrible addictive personality. Made him laugh really hard.

We got baked goods from Ginny. It's the last week for summer flavors! I'm excited for her fall flavors, her stuff really shines that time of year.

I had a good time at the market. I was productive finishing frogs. I got like 5 or 6 done. Even sold one a few minutes after putting it on the table and got lots of compliments and faces (like the sad oh my goodness so cute faces) and it was encouraging. I would sell 3 plushies and 2 stickers packs plus a few stand alone stickers. It was a really good day.

I made a TikTok with my bears. It was the Taylor swift trend where you pick up a pet or an animal or baby and spin them around. So I did that and Ann was like. Jesse that looked so weird you know that right and I'm like Ann I have not one day care what people think about me. And she laughed and said the videos as very cute.

I had some excellent conversations and maybe made some market friends. One with a lovely couple who got a bunch of my stuff and we talked about arthritis and making and how we adapt things so it doesn't hurt so much. I hope they come back cause they were lovely. Someone requested I try to make a pig. So I'm going to attempt that tomorrow I think. Just to see what happens. it's really just going to be changing proportions I think.

One of the funnier parts of the day was when Rod, the bread guy, got terrified by a customer when he wasnt looking and she came up behind him. He legit screamed. It was very funny.

And then a whole bunch of little kids swarmed me. I'm talking like 7 kids! I had then all trying to loom knit. And we got a half a square done through teamwork. These were all 5 years old and you get except for two older brothers who mostly just watched and talked to me. The 2 year old, Luka, did not have the dexterity for it so I held his hand so he could get it. He was all snotty as 2 year olds tend to me and I would ask nicely for the pick tool and would say thank you when he gave it back, we had a good thing going.

The boys kept taking the yarn and unraveling it though which was only mildly annoying but their mom collected it and apologized. I mostly just didn't want them to wrap it around their necks, which they kept doing. I just kept saying "oh no thank you friends." And then redirecting giving them turns doing the loom. Stanley laughed at me with all the kids crawling all over me and my chair and I was like. Stanley I have opened a kindergarten.

Eventually the mom's would take their kids away a few at a time. Until only Mia and her brother were there. She showed her grandma and grandma said she has a loom too so maybe she can do it at home. I love to share especially when it encourages people to make things on their own!!

I was excited to go home though. It got really hot out all of a sudden, even under the pavilion. I would pack up pretty quick. I was already feeling a little woozy. I went inside and said goodbye to James. Chatted with Sarah, it was very nice to see her. And then when I started yawning James told me to go home.

Thankfully there wasn't a ton of traffic. Pratt street, a major through road, was closed for a concert tonight. So I was prepared for bad traffic but I lucked up. And was home before 130.

I parallel parked really well!! Very proud. And then brought everything upstairs. I hugged Sweetp for a bit. And put things away. I accidently squished the peanut butter pie. But it will still taste good.

After everything was put away where it needed to go I would take a quick shower and change. I trimmed my bangs. And laid down.

I would put on the AC and a video and fell asleep pretty fast. And I had intense dreams again. Nothing surprising. Was married to a colonial general in a space/time travel loop on an alien planet. We had three alien babies and were hiding from the government on a desert island/ abandoned nifty fifties.

I woke up woozy still. I went to make a sandwich and then James was home!! I was happy to see them.

They played video games. And I watched videos. And we had a chill evening. I would play with sweetp. And James would go for a bike ride and bring us home burger king. Which I ate in the bathtub. Nothing like a milkshake and fries in a bubble bath.

Now we are in bed. Half watching tiktoks. Half just talking. Resting. I am excited to go back to sleep. I hope it comes easy tonight.

I hope you all have a good night and take care of yourselves. Until next time!

[polyhexian]

Soooo happy to have picked her up for $80 lol. It's a collector item so it doesn't ever sell loose. It's a third party figure. I DO actually like the original better, but-- I literally got a discount of $50 because it was the display model.

This is the arcee version! They both have these wings but I think they probably come with the accessories that I didn't get because display. I thought that only included hands and extra boobies and some stuff like that, but hey, I still would have bought it. they look cool in the photos, but I strongly suspect they don't look nearly as good in person.

Okay so the big thing is that when Nicee (the name for the arcee lol) was first released (and I remember when that happened) it actually had a super different look. Third party toys usually visually match the characters they're representing very closely. They don't actually really do a lot of unique stylization; probably why I like the iron factory girls so much. But here's the original Nicee:

Is that not a FASCINATING look? That IS meant to be arcee. I think it's generally kind of brave to try to do something with a unique look in this space.

That's all separate from the sexy stuff but that stuff is genuinely worth commenting on I think, it IS an interesting piece. I think the massive titties are truly funny like it's so tacky, this thing is tacky and funny but also really pretty and a nice figure and the combination of those things makes me adore it. so yeah if I could pick any version it would be the original, I wanted one as soon as it came out and tbh I would STILL buy one, even having elita, but it also did noooot go over well. I saw a lot of talk about how it just didn't look right to tf fans, it didn't look like a tf, thats not arcee, blabla. So I wasn't surprised when the released a new one with the changes. But I'm glad the elita has that weird smooth anime face. I find it endearing.

Another interesting third party sort of thing I picked up is this beast box. I do really love beast box, they're a bit pricey but I understand why. A boar or warthog is not the kind of animal I'd usually buy, but the person who sold it to me was actually there vending music, and I have been seeing them at big shows for a decade now. I talk to them all the time. I've bought some lovely cds from them. I asked about it and she told me that the show runners of botcon gave it to her- or, them, they both got one- and it was a botcon exclusive version with the colour palette. And I love myself exclusives lol, I mentioned it and said I love beast box toys, I have one of the very first ones they ever made but not really any others and she said she'd be happy to sell it to me, and gave it to me for a killer $25. She clearly didn't want it and didn't know what to do with it; it's one of those things where it's like this is too special or whatever to just get rid of but I also don't want it... She seemed relieved to just give it to someone who gave a shit about it, no matter what I was paying for it. So, super happy transaction lol. It's a really fun little oddity

An artist had a bunch of these little pouches based on the cassettes, and one of them was a Howlback!!! She said it was only a sort of spontaneous decision like a couple weeks ago to make a few variants and I am SOOOOOO happy. I also got a shiny sticker of the same thing. Howlback is my favourite transformer and I'm so happy

Another interesting thing is this custom Minerva. It's using a Getaway body with a custom sticker set. And it has two heads, one being a repainted getaway head, but the other is a very real miner a head that is actually VERY rare because it's a mail order exclusive that's in part of a really big expensive set. It's something I basically thought I would not be able to acquire without paying several hundred for the full set. So not only being able to get the Minerva headmaster AND it's on a custom Minerva body- whoo!

I got this as a gift for my boyfriend; it's a commission from Aaron Archer of Liokaiser hehe. He was so nice.

WOOHOO! I have so many girls, god. And some truly SICK ones now. MY full list is 814, but my list is basically anything in my house, but me and Alphonse share our collection. So we count our total together. Or. We are supposed to. If something goes directly to my house he doesn't always catalogue it on his sheet. We should fix that. But he is at 2900 something and I'm pretty sure it just kicked over 3000.

Anyway I hope you all ready to hear me gush lol

[thelastdrop]

Surprise

Momoland Nancy & Momoland Ahin x Male Reader

6586 words

Categories: smut, threesome, shower sex

Read on AFF

Editors: @worldsover​​ and @nsfwflint​

A warm summer’s air passes into the open window of your company car. Why the company would ever give you an Audi as your company car is still beyond your knowledge, but there is no way you were going to complain about getting a free ride. You would have taken anything they gave you, so the black leather seats, touch screen interface, hands-free calling, and all the other bells and whistles were novel amenities that took some getting used to.

On your right you see the sign for your apartment complex’s parking. You take the turn over the sidewalk and begin to descend toward the garage. An automatic gate is lifted as a sensor picks up on your car's barcode from a sticker on your front windshield. Living in a complex that has a nice garage like this was one of the main things you were looking for when you and your girlfriend were picking out a place to live.

You and Nancy have been having a great time together recently. Your relationship had taken the next step when you both decided to move in together about a month ago. Living together not only gave you both the opportunity to see each other more, but it also gave you something to look forward to after you would come home from work. Nancy is always there to greet you with a warm smile and a hug as you walk in the door.

You park your car in your ‘assigned’ spot. Not that they were really assigned but most residents would park their cars in the same place every day so they could take a short walk to the elevators. Stepping into the elevator, you press your floor number and it lights up causing the metal doors to close in front of you. A sigh of relief is exhaled from your lungs. Finally you made it to the weekend and won’t have to worry about work for the next two days. 

With a soft bing bong the metal doors open again. Exiting out onto the intricately designed carpeted floor, you make your way down the well kept corridor towards your apartment. Picking out your apartment from everyone else's is made easier by Nancy’s love of home decor. A different wreath always hangs on your door depending on the season, and this one happens to be a vibrant green leaf wreath with yellow Daylilies interwoven throughout. 

“Welcome home oppa!” Nancy announces as you walk in the door. “How was your day today? I hope it wasn’t too hard.” She approaches you and gives you a kiss on the cheek while you take your coat off and hang it on a coat rack near the entrance.

Nancy’s love of decor doesn’t stop at the door. She’d fallen in love with a contemporary style of decorating after seeing it in one of her friend’s places. On the cream walls are splashes of color found in different objects, your favorite being a Marilyn Monroe painting you’d picked out after seeing a street artist selling it. The background of the painting looked as if the artist took red, yellow and orange paint and threw them on the canvas. After letting it dry, they came back and painted a very minimalistic face of Marilyn Monroe using only black to outline and white to fill.

“No it wasn’t too bad. I actually got praise from my boss on my work with the Kosak account.” 

“That’s great! Well I do have a bit of an ask from you…” she trails off. Her eyes narrow, gauging your reaction from your face.

Nancy has a problem with always wanting to help her friends out. No matter what the issue is she will, without fail, say yes to whatever they need her help with. It’s caused her to miss dates before, show up late for work, it’s even made her forget to pick you up from the airport. So you already know that this is going to be a major ask since she never runs these things by you.

You let out a deep sigh. “I hope it isn’t something that’s going to mess with my birthday,” you sternly reply since it is 5 days away.

“Oh no oppa, I would never forget something like that,” she says as she takes your right arm between her boobs, knowing how much you like them. “I just wondered... if it would be okay... for Ahin to stay with us for the next week while she looks for a new place?” Nancy asks with her voice getting higher by the end of her question.

“You want what?” you say with mild annoyance, “Nancy we barely just moved in together and now you want to throw someone else into the mix? She could ruin the good thing we have going here.” You pull your arm out from between her boobs and turn to walk into the living room.

Nancy scurries in front of your path and buries her face in your chest. “But please oppa? I promise it’ll be like she isn’t even here,” Nancy says with big puppy dog eyes focused on you.

Her ultimate move. You have never been able to tell Nancy no whenever she looks up at you with her dark brown eyes and puckers her lip. The other thing this look did was always give you a great view down her shirt, which you're pretty sure is why she wore her thin strapped tank top today.

“A-Alright she can stay over. But only for a week,” you cave as your face warms up causing you to turn your head away.

“Yay! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you oppa! You're the best boyfriend ever!” she says as she jumps in front of you, her tits bouncing up and down.

In the middle of her celebration, a gentle knock raps on the door.

“Oh that must be her,” Nancy says, skipping over to the door.

“Wait... you already asked her? What if I said no?”

“I know you weren’t gonna say no,” she says in a sultry tone giving you a wink.

You smack yourself in the head on missing an opportunity to have Nancy begging for something. How far would she have gone to have her way?

Fortunately, it wasn’t one of Nancy’s other friends. Yeonwoo and Hyebin were two bombshells that you’ve always been attracted to. Obviously not as much as Nancy, but having one of them around could have led to some… interesting situations.

The last time you saw Ahin she had a short bobbed haircut with bangs. She never really struck you as an overly sexy type of girl, but rather as someone who you could bring home to mom and dad. She had a very homely kind of aura about her calming your worries about having one of Nancy’s friends stay over with you. 

“Ahhhh! I’m so glad you’re here,” Nancy says through the slit of the ajar door only big enough for her to fit through. She reaches both arms through and gives the person on the other side a hug. The door knocks open as they jump and hug each other, revealing a bouncing head of blonde hair on the other side of the hug.

As they break the hug, you get a good look at the other girl and you're left speechless. If this was Ahin, she’d almost completely re-invented her image. What was once a short brown bob with bangs is now long flowing blonde hair that’s parted in the middle. It frames her face so much better than her old haircut did, making you focus on things like her piercing hazel eyes and her plump red lips more than you would have.

You knew Ahin had a pretty good figure, especially when she would wear tight shirts that showed off her large bust, but this just blew you out of the water. A thin strapped darker pink dress with roses and irises hugs her in all the right places, showing off her massive tits and giving you plenty of cleavage to gawk at. It also clings tightly to her stomach and ass, not leaving a lot to the imagination. 

When your eyes finally start to work their way back up Ahin’s body, she stares right at you. She gives you a subtle wink as Nancy snaps you out of the trance. 

“Come on oppa, greet our guest,” Nancy says, pulling you in closer to the two of them.

“Oh, yeah. Um hey Ahin... you look, like, really good.” you say as you stumble your way through the conversation, “When did all of this change happen?”

“Oh this?” Ahin says as she does a little twirl, “Nancy didn’t say anything to you about it? Ah, what kind of friend are you that you don’t brag to your boyfriend about me?”

“I was planning on telling him, but something must have happened and it slipped my mind.”

Ahin extends both of her arms. “Well don’t be shy now. Nothing’s changed, I'm still the same old Ahin as before, so can I have a hug oppa?” she says with a little head tilt.

You quickly glance at your girlfriend for reassurance, but she just gives you a ‘why are you looking at me’ look. When you step forward and embrace Ahin, she pulls you deeper into the hug pressing her boobs against your chest. The feeling of her soft mounds pushing up against you covers a much larger area than Nancy’s do. 

Before you break your hug, Ahin goes up on her tiptoes and whispers into your ear, “We’re going to have a lot of fun while I’m staying with you oppa~.” As she finishes her sentence, she blows lightly on your ear sending a shiver down your spine.

“Well, come with me Ahin and I’ll show you where you’ll be sleeping while you’re here,” Nancy says as she grabs her hand, pulling Ahin toward the guest bedroom you’ve been using as a stay at home office. 

“Oh, and oppa! Grab Ahin’s bags for her would you!” Your girlfriend calls out from the other room.

“Sure thing!” you yell back as you pick up the rolling suitcase and walk towards the room where the two women are.

—

It’s been three days since Ahin came to stay with you and Nancy, and to say Ahin was having fun messing with you would be an understatement. Everything that she wore was extremely revealing. If Ahin had a thin strapped tight tank top, she would walk in front of you while watching TV and pick something up off your coffee table. You swear you saw a silhouette of her nipple poking out from those beautiful round mounds, but you quickly averted your gaze when you heard Nancy make some noise in the other room.

As you got home today, you’re relieved that the work week was finally over. All you can think about is a nice warm shower, before getting into some comfortable clothes and watching TV with Nancy cuddled up beside you on the couch. 

Opening the door to the apartment, you aren’t met with your usual warm welcome you’ve become accustomed to. 

“Hey I’m back,” you call out to the dark, quiet apartment to see if you could get a response, but no luck.

After taking off your coat and hanging it up, you walk into the kitchen and flip on the lights. A note left on the marble countertop.

“Gone out to the store. Be back later with food~” - Nancy ♥

You love how in sync you and Nancy are. Even without telling her you wanted to just stay home tonight and just order something, she is already getting some food for you two to eat tonight.

Rummaging through a drawer beneath the counter, you pull out a pen and write a response to her note.

“If I’m still in the shower when you get back feel free to join me ;)”

And now a nice warm shower awaits you. You make your way through the apartment and notice that the light to the room Ahin is staying in was also off. Looks like Nancy forgot to turn off the lights in your bedroom though. It follows much of the same style the rest of your apartment does. Your bed frame is made out of black wood and the sheets and pillowcases that adorned it are eggshell white. You have no qualms about the style since Nancy really knew what she wanted when she found the place. 

The buttons on your shirt easily come undone as you walk into your bathroom. You toss all your clothes into the hamper before turning on the shower. The ice cold water catches your hand so you quickly try to remove it before getting hit by the painful chill. Letting the shower warm up, you move over to your sink and take your contacts out. Click. Click. The front door. Nancy must be here.

You quickly throw the lenses into a small trash can and scamper into the shower. Luckily the water is nice and warm now so you aren’t entering a cold shower. Closing the glass door behind you, you splash some water onto the two glass walls of the shower to make it seem like you’ve been in there for a bit.

Soon enough the door to the bathroom creaks open, but you pretend not to hear it. With some shampoo in your hands, you lather your head thoroughly. You begin to pick up what sounds like different articles of clothing quietly hitting the floor. Some heavier than others signaling that Nancy is trying to be quiet and sneak up on you.

You decide to play along and have some fun with it. Keeping your back turned to her, you continue to wash yourself. A sudden rush of cold air enters the almost sauna-like shower.

Wasting no time, a pair of hands reach around and caress your chest before working their way down the front of your body. A soft hum comes from your closed mouth and they reach your hardening cock. One hand slowly begins to pump as the other one massages your balls.

Your eyes flutter closed as the hand that was gliding up and down your shaft begins to fist the head of your cock.

“Fuck that feels so good…” you let out breathily as you slowly begin to hump into her hand.

“Mmmm now I see why Nancy wanted you to move in with her so badly.” A voice different from your girlfriend says in a sensual tone.

Your eyes snap open and you spin around to see Ahin completely naked standing in the shower with you. The blonde woman stands there with lustful eyes as she scans you up and down, like an animal examining its prey.

You take a step back out of the water and retreat under the showerhead. Ahin doesn’t flinch to walk into the warm water and let it cascade over her body. Streams flow between her soft mounds then down her tight stomach, before they finally reach her thighs. Not a single drop goes down her body and hits the drain without you staring at it. It’s just water after all.

“I know Nancy wanted it to be a surprise tomorrow, but I just couldn’t wait any longer. Teasing you the last few days has been way too much fun, and I know you can’t take your eyes off me.”

“N-nancy wanted it to be a surprise tomorrow? W-what does that mean?” you stutter out while this goddess of a woman pulls her wet hair back so none of it is in her face.

“Nancy wanted to give you a really nice birthday present,” Ahin says as she steps forward out of the water and places her hands on the tiled wall behind your head, “and asked if I could help her give it to you. But I really couldn’t help myself after seeing your little note.”

Ahin reaches down and wraps her hands around your cock. Her hands corkscrew in opposite directions as they glide up and down the length of your rock hard shaft. Your head lurches back against the tiled wall, closing your eyes from the pleasure of her soft hands..

Wasting no time,Ahin latches onto your exposed neck and begins kissing upwards along your jawline. “So if you’re willing… to keep a secret… till tomorrow… you and I… can have a little fun… before Nancy gets back…” Ahin says in between each of her kisses.

In a flash Ahin is on her knees in front of you. She releases your cock and takes her boobs before she sandwiches your cock between them. Nancy has done this for you many times before, but there was something different about the way Ahin felt. Maybe the pressure, the movement, it may just be doing it in the shower that made the difference. Whatever the reason, it feels immaculate.

“Jesus Christ,” you hiss out.

“You like that oppa? You’ve been staring at them all week so I thought you’d enjoy this.”

Unable to fully respond, your groans are enough to let her know you want her to continue. Regaining enough composure, you look down at Ahin. She stares right at you, studying the slightest movements in your body while taking mental notes of what you seem to be fond of. A big grin appears on her face right before she quickens her pace causing your face to contort in pleasure.

With all of your blood rushing out of your head and the heat that is sitting inside of the shower, you lose all inhibition against the bombshell throwing herself at you. You reach down and grab Ahin’s wrists, bringing her back onto her feet. You pull them above your head to spin her around, then you pull them back down, locking them behind her back. Her ragged breath fogs up the glass while her tits press up against the cold glass shower wall.

"That’s it oppa. Fuck me like I know you want to," Ahin says in a lurid tone as she sticks her ass out to sandwich your cock in between her plump ass and your stomach. You let go of her wrists and bring your hands around to cup her breasts.

She lets out a pained whine when you squeeze her soft tits. 

“If we do this, we have to tell Nancy as soon as she gets back,” you grunt out as Ahin grinds her ass up against you.

“I have a better idea.” Ahin smirks as she pulls away from you and reaches out of the shower door and grabs her phone. She opens up her camera then grabs your hand and puts it on her supple breast. 

“Well come on! Get in frame,” she says looking back at you. Maybe you shouldn’t send something like this to your girlfriend. “Trust me Nancy will love this.” 

Still unsure about how this might play out you can tell that Ahin won’t let this go. You reposition yourself so you can see your face in the picture. Ahin poses seductively with one hand wrapped around your dick and another hand stroking the opposite tit to the one you’re grabbing. Giving a smirk and wink to the camera she snaps the picture.

Ahin takes her hand off your dick and begins to fiddle with her phone. A few seconds later she reaches back out of the shower door and places it on the sink counter. “There that should get her home faster,” she says as she turns back to you.

Without hesitation, Ahin throws her arms around your neck and pulls you in for a kiss. At this point you’ve given up on resisting her advances and wrap your arms around her waist to pull her deeper into your lip’s embrace. The faint taste of cherries passes across your tongue as you work her lips open and invade her mouth. Ahin moans as your hands find purchase on her plump ass to pull her up on her tiptoes.

“God, I need you to stick this in me right fucking now.” She moans as turns around and places her hands on the glass wall.

“No. I want to do it over here.” You pull her through the water so you're both under its warm current. Ahin lets out a little yelp but it turns into a giggle as she realizes what you are doing. She then places her hands along the tiled wall and arches her back so her ass sticks out for you.

“Now fill me up oppa,” she says, looking back over her shoulder.

You line up with her folds as the water rushes down her back and over her ass. Wanting to tease her a bit, you slowly push the head of your cock into her, causing a long moan to escape her mouth. Inch by inch, you sink into her warm velvety cavern as Ahin tries to push back against you to speed up the process. However, you hold her hips in place and continue until you hilt inside her. Ahin lets out a satisfied moan when your thick cock fills her. You hold her there a moment, enjoying the feeling of her walls stretching around your length.

Pulling your hips back till your head is the only part that remains inside her, you snap your hips forward. Your pelvis and her ass clap loudly at your force, splashing water as you relentlessly thrust. A yelp escapes Ahin’s lips, invigorating you even more. You build a steady rhythm as you continue to make Ahin moan. Her warm walls feel tighter than Nancy’s, clinging to your cock in an almost desperate manner. 

You lean over Ahin’s back and kiss the back of her neck as you continue to thrust into her. Her big beautiful breasts swing back and forth putting you in a trance. You swear you could hear them calling out to you, begging you to grab them and fill your hands with her smooth tits.

As you grasp each one in your hands you begin to knead them, making Ahin sigh in bliss. Wanting to earn even more a reaction out of her, you pinch her stiff nipples with your index and thumb and pull on them lightly. Your reward is given quickly when Ahin’s legs quiver at the pleasure mounting from your fingers and your pistoning shaft. She takes one hand off the wall and circles, clit with it.

“Oh SHIT! Just like that… don’t stop… please don’t stop,” Ahin chants as she is pushed closer and closer to the edge.

Not needing to be told twice, you double your efforts and place one hand on her shoulder and return the other to her hip giving yourself better leverage. Long and hard strokes into her tight cavern aim for the same sensitive spot every time. Each thrust causes Ahin’s body to lunge forward slightly, moving her up onto her tiptoes. 

Suddenly, Ahin lets out a loud moan as her walls begin to clamp down around your cock. You feel your balls begin to tighten while the muscles in your groin begin to burn. Her orgasm doesn’t stop you from thrusting with all your might and your own climax soon follows. You pull out of Ahin and stroke yourself as you aim your dick at her back. Long streaks of white arc across her back and ass when you are sent over the edge.

Breathing heavily, Ahin turns around and leans against the wall as you place a hand beside her head to steady yourself as you try to gain some composure back. 

“Holy shit Ahin. That felt amazing.” you pant. Her hazel eyes pierce yours, your vision returning from a blur.

Ahin smirks and begins to move in for a kiss but stops just short of your lips, tilting her head to look over your shoulder with a sly smile.

“Finally decided to join us Nancy?” Ahin says in a joking manner.

You spin around to see your girlfriend standing there with an annoyed look on her face. Her arms are crossed, lifting her chest up, as her foot taps the ground snappily. Before you can say anything Nancy cuts in.

“Really Ahin! I told you to just hold it in till tomorrow and you’d get to have all the fun you wanted with us. But noooooooo I guess you couldn’t silence that inner slut of yours for just one more night.”

You and Ahin stand there in stunned silence looking at Nancy as her eyes dart between the two of you. You look back at Ahin with a look that says “I thought you said this was okay!” This deafening quietness is broken by Nancy once again.

“Alright fine. He can just have it tonight… But you owe me a round before you get both of us,” Nancy says as she pulls her shirt over her head and tosses it to the floor and turns to walk out.

Ahin tries to hold in a giggle.

“Well come on oppa! I know you’ve got way more stamina than that!” Nancy calls out from inside your bedroom.

You're stuck in place, with the water still running down your back, baffled at what you just heard.

“See oppa~ I told you she would like the text,” Ahin whispers before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek and scooting around you to exit the shower. She grabs a dry towel off the rack and pats herself down before following Nancy into the bedroom.

Still trying to comprehend what just transpired, you still can’t move as all of your mental capacity is being diverted to understanding the situation you’re in. Your girlfriend asked her best friend to come over and stay with you until your birthday so she could surprise you with a threesome. Not only that, but she also told Ahin to tease you regularly, wanting you riled up for what was coming. Then, it hits you. There are two unbelievably attractive women waiting for you in your bedroom.

You cut the shower off and almost slip with how quickly you step out of the shower. Steadying yourself on the towel rack you grab a dry towel and run it across your body quickly before running through the doorway into your bedroom.

Both women lie on their sides and face one another, exposed fully for you on the bed. Their round plump asses stick out at you and reveal just how wet each of them are. Ahin has her hand on Nancy’s thigh caressing it up and down as the two of them look at you with eyes full of want and desire.

“Come on now. Don’t keep her waiting any longer,” Ahin giggles as you step towards your girlfriend.

As you put a knee on the bed and begin to lean over Nancy, she places a hand on your chest and looks you in the eyes.

“Uh uh. Lay down, you got to have your fun with Ahin and now I want to have my fun with you,” Nancy says pushing you back.

Something primal must've washed over her. When you lay back to let Nancy have control, she crawls over you and looks at you as something she needs to mark as her own. Watching you and Ahin for that brief moment in the shower made her desire grow further. 

Her thick thighs press against your legs when she straddles you. Nancy leans, down placing her hands beside your head. You watch her hair fall along the sides of her face as she moves in closer. Her breath is brief on your face before her soft lips make contact with yours. You instinctively push your head off the bed to deepen the kiss, while your hands find their way to the small of her back pulling her into you. 

Nancy quickly counters your movements in an attempt to maintain control by pushing her tongue into your mouth. The two muscles wrestle with one another, battling for dominance. Your hands slide down Nancy’s back till they reach her round, firm ass. You give it a solid squeeze once they make it there, earning a muffled moan from your girlfriend.

Sensing she is losing control, she pulls away from your kiss and gazes intently into your eyes while breathing heavily. She then sits upright on your lap and maneuvers one of her hands behind her and in between your leg grabbing your hard cock. 

Still slick with Ahin’s juices, your dick slides into Nancy’s tight pussy with ease as her muscles grip it firmly. You both let out moans and groans while she sinks down onto your cock letting it fill her up. You start to move your legs up so you can plant your feet into the mattress, but you’re stopped when Nancy takes your hands off of her ass and pins them above your head.

“Oh no no, you need to be punished for starting without me. It was supposed to be a surprise for tomorrow,” she says looking back at Ahin who is intently watching the two of you but then averts her gaze when Nancy leers at her, “but since that was spoiled I want to have some fun before you get to have yours.”

All you can do is nod at her request. Nancy then moves her hands to your chest as she raises up onto her feet to squat while making sure to keep your dick inside her.

“Don’t move those hands until I say so. Got it oppa,” Nancy says in an authoritative manner.

“Yes, Nancy.”

Nancy then picks her ass up off of you before slamming it back down, spearing your dick deep into her wet walls. A long moan followed by some quick breaths escape Nancy’s lips before she begins the process again. A steady bouncing rhythm starts to form as her tits bounce up and down with her movements. Your eyes dart from the contorted face of your girlfriend to her boobs to your glistening cock appearing and disappearing into the soaked cavern it so desires to be in.

All of Nancy’s focus seems to be on her maintaining her ability to continue bouncing on your cock, so when Ahin sneaks beside you she doesn't seem to notice or care. Ahin crawls behind your head and looks down at you smiling devilishly. She hangs one of her large boobs only an inch or so away from your mouth. Her head is over your chest looking down at you, while you struggle to maintain the promise of not moving for Nancy.

“Go on oppa. As long as you don’t move your hands until Nancy says, you can do whatever you want with them.”

You look back to Nancy whose head is completely arched back. She has returned to her previous position and now straddles you with her meaty thighs and continues to bounce herself on your dick. You quickly dart your head up and capture Ahin’s large, round breast in your mouth. Ahin obviously needed some sort of stimulation because as soon as you latched onto her nipple and your tongue began making erratic movements over it, she let out a pleasurable sigh.

“Mmmm that’s a good boy,” Ahin muses as you eagerly devour her sweet tasting skin.

You can hardly contain yourself from sitting still any longer and decide to help both women out. Planting your feet into the mattress you begin to thrust upwards into Nancy with reckless abandon. If Nancy can’t get a word out then she couldn’t scold you for moving when she told you not to. Nancy’s moans rise another octave as you relentlessly pound into her. You can tell she is getting extremely close to climaxing when her walls start to throb around your dick.

Before Ahin has a chance to say anything either, you wrap your arms around her, pulling her soft globes deeper onto your face. Not expecting it, Ahin is forced prone with her boobs squished against you, almost suffocating you. You wiggle your face into her cleavage where you kiss and lick at whatever skin your mouth can reach.

“So this is what you were warning me about Nancy?” Ahin asks giggling.

Nancy is now matching the timing of your thrusts with her own as her legs tighten around your waist. Her breathing has become so rapid and shallow you're surprised she isn't passing out.

"Cumming," airlessly exhales Nancy through gritted teeth.

She spreads her legs wide as they begin quivering. You slow your pace as you let the wave of gasps wash over you while Nancy's body is gyrating out. You try to keep your mind focused on not cumming yourself.

Nancy takes a moment to collect herself before lifting up off of your cock, which slaps wetly against your stomach as it exits Nancy. Ahin quickly lunges forward and takes it into her mouth, slurping hungrily at your cock covered with Nancy’s fresh juices.

“Fuuuuuucckkk,” is all you can manage to let out as she deepthroats your cock. Your hands run through your own hair as you continue to stave off the urge to cum again so quickly. Ahin’s tongue glides over every inch of your cock, wanting to taste as much of Nancy as she can. 

Breathing heavily, Nancy lays on her side beside you looking at you and your pained expression.

“You better be saving that load for me. If Ahin gets two before I get my first I may just completely drain you out tonight.”

The dirty talk Nancy adds on top of Ahin’s glorious mouth working on your cock does not make it any easier. Luckily for you, your girlfriend sees how hard you are trying to hold off and gives Ahin a firm slap on her ass.

“That’s enough you little slut. Give him a break.”

Ahin lets your dick out of her mouth with a little pop. “Aw, but hearing his moans was so much fun.”

“I think it’s time we let him have his fun with us,” Nancy says to her friend as she gets on her knees next to you, “Get off of him so he can stand up.” 

Nancy jokingly pushes Ahin off of you, sending her rolling on her side snickering.

“Alright oppa, go ahead and stand up at the foot of the bed.” Nancy says as she looks down at you.

You sit up and scootch your way to the edge of the bed before standing up and turning back around to face the women. They both look lustfully at your cast-iron cock standing proud covered in a mixture of Ahin’s saliva and Nancy’s juices while dripping with pre-cum. Without saying a word to one another, you watch as the two gorgeous women position themselves for you.

Ahin lays on her back with her feet over the edge of the bed, while Nancy crawls on top of her, straddling her waist and sticking her plump ass out at you. Nancy shakes her ass inviting you to join them. You approach the two of them and drop to one knee before affixing your face into Ahin’s wet folds and sticking your tongue out. Ahin lets a breathy moan out as you run your tongue upwards through her folds and then in one motion do the same to Nancy’s coaxing a similar moan from her. 

The two distinct tastes linger on your tongue as you raise back up and position your cock at Ahin’s pussy lips. With one thrust you hilt into Ahin making the girl’s head snap back against the bed when you hit her g-spot directly. A guttural moan rips out of her vocal cords as you begin to hammer away at her soaking pussy.

“Looks like he chose me first,” Ahin says between heavy breaths and moans, taunting Nancy.

“He just wants to make sure he finishes in me,” Nancy quickly snaps back.

Being so close already, you can’t stay inside of Ahin’s tight walls for very long. As you continue to thrust into Ahin you lean over Nancy’s back and whisper into her ear.

“The faster you make her cum, the faster I get to cum in you.” 

Nancy gets a sly smirk on her face before sliding her hand down Ahin’s tight stomach. As soon as she reaches her clit, Ahin looks at Nancy with wanton eyes when she nods her head and bites her bottom lip. You feel Nancy’s hand working on Ahin as you continue to bottom out into her with long, hard thrusts. Soon enough, Ahin’s velvet walls constrict around your cock as you struggle to thrust in and out. You watch her legs shake as she hits another climax tonight, this one seeming to hit her harder than the one in the shower had.

Slowing your pace, you let her orgasm ride itself out before you pull out of Ahin and immediately thrust into Nancy.

“Don’t hold back baby. Fucking tear that pussy up.”

Your hips take off in a bestial lust as you fuck your girlfriend. You place both of your hands on Nancy’s ass and spread it apart as you piston in and out of her. Her moans are like music to your ears. Mixed with the sounds of Ahin’s still heavy breathing, you can hardly contain yourself any longer.

You wrap your arms around her torso, pressing into her back. She turns her head and arches her neck back just enough for you to capture her lips and push your tongue in. Looking up at this hot scene, Ahin wants to get in on the action and latches onto one of Nancy’s perfect, round orbs.

Almost as soon as you release Nancy’s lips, your girlfriend pulls Ahin off of her tit and pushes her tongue into Ahin’s mouth. Ahin happily accepts it with a smile and continues to play with her friend’s boobs. 

Smirking, you unravel your arms from around Nancy and bring them to Ahin’s tits. They are jiggling slightly from the rocking your thrusts into Nancy’s tight cunt. You start by pinching her nipples and attain a second muffled moaning girl underneath you. Ahin’s face scrunches as both her and Nancy let out pleasured whines in between the breaths they take.

The slick walls of your girlfriend's pussy along with both girls’ muffled moans are enough to finally spell your end.

“I’m about to cum.” You say thrusting more erratically.

Nancy quickly pulls away from Ahin and looks back over her shoulder at you.

“Give it to me baby. Fill me up. I need it.”

It only takes a few more thrusts before you’re buried as deep in as you can, and you tremble as your cock throbs, releasing a monumental load of sperm into Nancy. You put your face close to Nancy's and let out a breathy moan as she does likewise.

You stay intertwined with increasingly soft pulses coming from your sensitive dick. Eventually you pull out, all three of you collapsing on the bed.

Ahin and Nancy take their place beside you after you crawl to the middle of the bed. You lay an arm out for each of them and they both cuddle up to you as you pull them in close. 

“How was it oppa?” Nancy asks looking up at you.

“If this is what I get on the day before my birthday, I can’t wait to see what I get tomorrow.”

A/N - Hey everyone~ I’m finally back with a new piece! I hope you all have been well and enjoyed this oneshot that I started wayyyyy back in August before my account was all sorts of fucked up. I’m happy to say I’m back now and will hopefully be able to spend more time with you guys this upcoming semester. I want to give a huge shout out to @worldsover​ and @nsfwflint​ who really went ham when editing and fixed a LOT of my poor writing after being gone for so long. Like always feel free to leave any suggestions/thoughts/comments either below this post or in asks if you’d rather stay an anon. Thanks for reading and stay happy and healthy!

[kingexpl0sionmurder]

Date The Hell Out Of You - Kaminari Denki

Author: @kingexpl0sionmurder​ Pairing: Kaminari Denki/F!Reader Rating: 16+ (Fluff) Words:  1,575 Warnings: I have opinions about comic books so don’t come at me. I think it’s a very mild argument anyway so it shouldn’t be a big deal, but if you feel offended pls know it wasn’t my intention to bash on Batman lol. AN: Hellooo here is my contribution to this months bnharem collab! The theme is Co-Workers and I just wanted Denki and a bookstore so you get this short and fluffy little thing. You’re welcome! Please check the masterlist below for everyone else’s works and heed each pieces warnings before you dive in!

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“You cannot sit there and tell me that you think Batman is better than Iron Man. I refuse to believe it.” You huffed, crossing your arms across your chest and glaring daggers at his best friend.

This had become like a routine to Kaminari, ever since he’d started working at the bookstore, which had been almost a year ago.

He took his lunch break at the same time most days, anxiously hoping you had a break at the same time as well. It wasn’t because he thought you were cute (he totally did, honestly), he just enjoyed your company. You had some loud and unique opinions on a lot of things, and he was thoroughly entertained when you went off like this. 

“Well they’re both billionaires with no special powers, just a lot of cool gadgets, right?” Sero pointed out, leaning back in his chair with his arms folded behind his head, his bento sitting forgotten on the table.

“You’re right. But Tony Stark has a sense of humor. Batman is such a stick in the mud.” You made a face from your spot across from them, your chopsticks resting over your cup noodles, the utensil keeping the lid closed so they would cook. 

“Yeah, but in terms of physical strength, Bruce Wayne has got Tony beat.” Sero sat forward, picking up his chopsticks again. “Tony relies on his tech. In a hand to hand fight, Batman wins every time.”

“Tony is smarter, though.” You sighed. “Look, do I need to direct you to read the Civil War series? It’s only like 7 issues. I can lend them to you.”

“It’s got Spider-Man in it.” Kaminari supplied helpfully. “He’s your favorite.”

Sero chuckled. “Yeah, okay. Maybe it’ll change my mind.”

“Trust me. Batman is lame, he’s got some interesting villains though.” You finally moved to eat your ramen. “What about you, Kaminari? Any opinions?”

Shrugging, he finished off the last bit of rice in his bento. “I don’t know, I’m not huge into comic books. I like Deadpool, though.”

“That’s so on brand.” Sero chuckled. “He’s a ridiculous dumbass, just like you.”

“Hey!”

“Listen, Deadpool is probably one of the funniest antiheroes. He breaks the fourth wall so often, it’s my favorite thing.” You grinned at him. “I think it’s a perfect choice.”

Kaminari could feel the blush creeping up his neck at your words. You thought he was funny. “Thanks, Y/N.”

Clearing his throat, Sero stood up. “My break’s over. Can you check on the YA section when you’re back on, Kami? Some kids were in here earlier and I think they moved all the Twilight books around.” His teasing grin told him that Sero had not missed the way he’d reacted to what you’d said to him. 

“Sure thing, boss.” He gave him a salute. “I’ve got like 10 minutes left.”

Sero packed up his bento and shoved it back in the breakroom fridge and left, leaving Kaminari alone with you. 

Kaminari opened his mouth, spitting out the first thing that came to his mind. “But here’s the real question.” He pointed at you with his chopsticks. “Team Edward or Team Jacob?”

--

Kaminari was crouching down, putting the last copies of ‘Breaking Dawn’ back on the shelf when someone walked up to him.  

“If she’s Team Edward you’re going to have to call up Aoyama and ask him to hook you up with some body glitter.” 

He glanced towards his right, smiling at the scuffed black boots belonging to his other best friend, Shinsou.

Kaminari stood, staring at the cat sticker stuck to the side of the reusable coffee cup that his perpetually tired friend always had with him. His gaze then flicked to his face, his customary grin back on his lips. “You think he can help?”

Rolling his eyes, the purple haired man shifted on his feet. “Of course. He works for some makeup place, I bet they have loads of glittery shit.” 

Humming, Denki let his gaze move back to the shelf, making sure everything looked okay. He threw his arm around Shinsou and began walking back to his own section (he was in charge of The Classics, okay?) leaning into the taller man. “I’ll pick you up some black eyeliner while I’m at it.”

“Please do, I’m almost out.” He snarked, before his smirk fell and he sighed. “Look, you need to do something about this crush you have on Y/N.”

“I do not have to do a thing, my friend. I am happily content sitting over here and pining away quietly.” Kaminari threw his arm out dramatically. “Leave me be.”

“Quietly?” Shinsou snorted. “Look, man, I just mean, I’ve been seeing Monoma hanging around her a lot, I just don’t want you to miss your chance.”

Kaminari stopped walking. “Monoma? But he works in the reference section, where they sell those ‘for dummies’ books!”

“Maybe he read ‘Flirting for Dummies’ and now he has a clue. You should look into it yourself.” Shinsou’s raised eyebrow caused Kaminari’s frown to deepen. 

“I know how to flirt, Shinsou.” Huffing, he crossed his arms over his chest. “Don’t you need to go back to Science Fiction and get some work done?”

Sipping his coffee, he fixed Kaminari with a look. “Since I am such a wonderful friend, you’re going to swap me on Saturday and work my section, which is conveniently right next to Manga and Comics, where Y/N will be. You are going to make a move or so help me, I am going to beat you over the head with a copy of ‘Wuthering Heights’.”

“Why that one? Why not something longer, like ‘Don Quixote’?”

“Do you want it to hurt?” Shinsou asked, looking entirely done with his shit. “You’re ridiculous. Just do something, otherwise Monoma might get a date before you do.”

Kaminari cursed under his breath. The thought of you laughing and smiling at Monoma’s terrible jokes rubbed him the wrong way. “Fine. I’ll think of something.”

Seemingly satisfied, Shinsou patted him on the shoulder. “I believe in you.”

—

“How come you and Sero always have these fancy looking bentos for lunch?” You asked, sliding into the seat across from him.

Kaminari paused with his rice halfway to his mouth and looked up. “Our roommate. He’s like a mother hen, he always packs us lunch.”  

Looking impressed, you raised an eyebrow. “He sounds like a keeper.”

Chuckling, Kaminari sat back in his chair. “Yeah, he’s a handful, but under his extremely aggressive exterior he’s a good guy.” He gestured to your ramen. “Maybe I can get him to make you one. All I have to do is tell him you eat cup noodles for lunch every day and he’ll have a heart attack.”

“I like my ramen, okay? It makes me feel like Naruto.” You raised your arms and grinned. “Believe it!”

Rolling his eyes fondly, he turned back to his lunch, poking at his tamagoyaki. He’d been working in the section beside you all day, listening to you gush over the newest shipment of manga you’d received, shoving books at him and making recommendations. He’d been trying to work up the courage all day to get off his ass and ask you out, and he was failing spectacularly.

“You know, if you want to be like Naruto, you should be eating tonkatsu miso with the little narutomaki in it.”

You blinked at him, looking surprised. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

This was it. His chance. “We should go get the real thing sometime.” He swallowed thickly, his palms sweating. “Like, maybe tomorrow night?” He closed his eyes, waiting for you to respond.

“Kaminari, are you asking me on a date?”

The fondness in your tone had him opening his eyes to see your expression. You were blushing, biting on your bottom lip as you stared at him.

“I mean, yeah. A date. If you want to, I mean.”

He was seconds away from backpedaling, his heart climbing up his throat and on the verge of escaping his body. The anticipation was killing him. 

His nervousness and fear of rejection was all for naught. Your face lit up, a genuine smile gracing your lips. It was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“I would love that.”

A breath he didn’t realize he was holding escaped his lips. “Yeah, okay. Awesome.”

You giggled, leaning your elbow on the table, resting your cheek against your palm. “Did you think I’d say no?”

Feeling a little ridiculous, he blushed and nodded. “I was worried you might. I’m an idiot and you’re...you.”

You scoffed, kicking him under the table lightly. “You’re not an idiot, Kaminari. To be honest, I thought you’d never ask. I guess Shinsou wasn’t lying.”

“About what?” He sat up straight, frowning. “I’m going to kick his ass. What did he say?”

Snorting, you shook your head. “He might have mentioned that you liked me. I wasn’t sure though.”

“Are you kidding? Was I not being obvious enough?”

“You flirt with everyone, I didn’t think I was special.” You teased. “I’m glad he was right, though.” You turned back to your noodles.

“You are though. At least you are to me.” Grinning, he nudged your foot with his. “I’m going to date the hell out of you, Y/N. Just wait and see.”

His heart swooped in his chest when you looked back at him across the table. “I’m looking forward to it.”

[anexperimentallife]

Demystifying the “rules” of writing (as promised)

First off, many writing rules are worded like absolute commandments, as though to write well, one must adhere to the letter. Either that, or they are simplified into bumper sticker format. Usually both. Many are also taken out of context, and some rules may contradict other rules, making it impossible to follow all of them. And here's the kicker: most of them are optional, once you learn the ropes.

That’s not to say the rules are not valuable--think of them as training wheels and general guidelines for what usually works. I can’t cover every “rule,” or piece of common writing advice here, so this is just a few quick thoughts about the generalities of how to approach writing “rules” and advice.

Here's an example of misunderstood advice: "Avoid adjectives and adverbs." What it actually means is don't overuse them, and get rid of any unnecessary ones.

Many times, adverbs and adjectives are superfluous. “He ran quickly.” “She smiled happily.” “They frowned sadly.” All of those modifiers are already implied by the verb, so what purpose do they serve? None.

Now if someone smiles sadly, or runs slowly, that might be worth using an adverb. I could write an entire essay on modifiers alone, but you get the idea.

Sometimes the experts are just plain wrong (I've seen one best-selling author claim that writing cannot be taught--and he is laughably, provably wrong), or misstate what they are trying to say.

James Gunn (the science fiction author, not the movie guy) wrote in one of his books on writing that authors should “avoid dialogue.” I cornered him about it at a party after we’d both had a few drinks, and he laughed and said, “Yeah, unfortunately, I wrote that. What I meant was to avoid pointless dialogue.”

“Show, don’t tell.” This one gets thrown around a lot, and it is generally good advice. Again, though, there are times when telling a little frees you up to show a lot. I could write a paragraph showing my protagonist waking up angry for no good reason, and it might serve the story well. But if I have a 4,000 word limit, I might be better off simply stating, “Throckmorton woke up angry. He had no idea why he was angry, but he was seething,” then get on with the meat of my story.

It goes on and on; writing rules and advice are often geared to beginners to help them develop good habits, but they're not absolutes. Hell, a lot of writing advice is geared towards guiding writers towards whatever literary conventions are currently fashionable.

The real and only rule is this:

Write in a way that serves the story and gets the emotional reaction you're seeking. Learning the rules and practicing them is valuable, as is learning how other authors have approached things, because that gives you the practice and experience to understand how to get the effect you’re looking for.

For example, if you're trying to create a feeling of dread in your readers, learning how some established authors do it can help you add that tool to your own writing toolbox, tweak it to your liking, and incorporate it into your own style.

Copy the greats! Most famous painters started by copying the masters who came before. Every great martial artist started by copying their teachers. Almost every great musician has a list of influences and songs they learned to play note for note on the way to developing their own way of doing things. Ray Bradbury started out copying writers he admired, then took from each one what worked for his own particular style.

Learn the rules, learn how masters of the craft do things, then when you break the rules or fly in the face of established convention, understand why you’re doing so.

(This is pretty much just unedited stream of consciousness rambling, but I hope it helps someone.)

[blackbackedjackal]

Since I've been accused of "cherry-picking," I'll go ahead post the full thread:

So this initially started in out in our #dev channel, which we were using for work conversations. The Monday prior (this incident took place on a Wednesday), we had a verbal meeting about a potential Kickstarter campaign. Dog asked, "Who's going to run the Kickstarter?" I responded, "me and Rex," which she agreed to. So, for the next day and a half, I did some research into first-time KS campaigns.

During that Monday meeting, DogBlud expressed that she wasn't comfortable with physical rewards due to us not meeting deadlines (which was her fault) but said she could be convinced otherwise. As I was researching first-time campaigns, I realized that we likely needed to offer physical rewards for the goal we had in mind. To try and meet her in the middle and prep her for the work conversation later that day, I wanted to suggest we plan for a physical reward as a stretch goal. That way, if we didn't make that amount, we weren't locked into making anything, but all of the first-time campaign suggestions I read, one of the main suggestions was to plan stretch goals ahead of time. I had talked about it with my other business partner, King, between Monday and Wednesday since he has been doing research for our own business, and he told me (with evidence) that we were likely to not reach our initial goal without offering a physical reward. I've done small orders of pins & stickers in the past, and figured so long as the order was limited to 50-100, I could do the fulfillment since I've been selling online for over a decade and felt comfortable doing the shipping myself or potentially working with a fulfillment center.

It's important to note that I brought this up as a suggestion because Dog expressly said that she was still open to the idea. I was just trying to prep for the evening meeting to give her a heads up so we could talk about it more in-depth. This is how she responded:

Later that evening, she didn't show up for our scheduled working hours. So me, Rex, and Ependa were sitting in the voice channel, and I was tasked by Rex (our project manager at the time) with drafting up a contract. I was referencing other contracts and reading over the legal jargon, and typing up a draft of the contract that we could review when Dog decided to show up for working hours.

This is what was said in the #no-mic chat while I was typing:

And then she went to bed.

The End.

So no, that was not a cherry-picked screenshot. That is the full context. She left for about 4 hours, came back into a different text channel than where the initial conversation started, dropped the r-slur, and left until about 1am which is where my next series of screenshots picks up. The only context that was missing was a conversation in a separate chat that had ended because she went to an appointment.

She had openly complained about, "How easy it was to cherry-pick screenshots to make someone look bad." So the first evidence I dropped was, in fact, the one screenshot that needed no additional context. She was gone for 4 hours, came back into the chat to say that, and then left again. It was out of pocket and completely uncalled for, not to mention how aggro she was being when I had yet to finish typing up my initial suggestion. Again, this started in a work channel. You don't interrupt the speaker at a business presentation after the first sentence. What started off as her being unprofessional turned into her digging her heels in on a project she asked me and Rex to work on independently, saying she wasn't being included when I brought this up in the chat to keep her updated with what Rex and I were planning. I was quite literally doing the thing she asked me to do, and she said a slur to demean herself because ????

Had a big talk today with my therapist about what was going on behind the scenes with the studio drama that validated my feelings and suspicions from the beginning.

I feel a lot more secure in myself in how I handled the situation and can confidently move forward.

[cyncerity]

TOMMY FINALLY TALKING TO RANBOO FOR THE FIRST TIME LIKE “sup motherfucker give me my damn house back” ranboos like THIS LITTLE DUDE IS ALIVE?!? Tommy’s like that isn’t important rn give me my home

(I have a feeling these asks were sent by the same person, but if they weren’t it’s kinda funny they were sent at the same time and have the same writing style lmao)

Ranboo would freak out, definitely. He’s definitely noticed this weird doll that Tubbo always carries around, but he hasn’t ever mentioned it. He’s just kind of learned to live with its existence. Even if he thinks he’s going crazy cause the dolls expression keeps changing. So yeah, let’s have Ranboo meet Tommy >:)

“So what do you want me to do?”

“Just close your eyes and hold out your hands! It’s not that hard, bossman.”

Ranboo begrudgingly squeezed his eyes shut and held out his open palms. It’s not as if he didn’t trust Tubbo, it’s just that Tubbo could be…weird, and he was a bit nervous for his “surprise.” Ok, maybe more than a bit.

…

In all fairness, screaming might not have been the right response. But what else was Ranboo supposed to do with the talking doll in front of him? He hadn’t tried to scream, it was a natural reaction! It definitely wasn’t what Ranboo had in mind when Tubbo had said he wanted to “show him something cool”.

Tubbos hands went immediately over Ranboo’s eyes and mouth, at which point Ranboo heard the same, unfamiliar voice he had heard earlier mumble “fuckin rude” before Tubbo whispered to him. “Shhh! We don’t need to call extra attention to ourselves, do you want your brother to come in here! What the hell?”

Ranboo dropped the doll on his lap and pried Tubbos hands off his face. “What do you mean ‘what the hell’?? That-“ Ranboo pointed to the doll, which was now on his lap, crossing its arms and staring at him, and not moving, strangely enough, “just talked! I should be the one asking you ‘what the hell’! Why’s it alive?!”

“First of all, he’s not an ‘it,’ he’s a ‘he.’ And his name is Tommy. Second of all, hes my other best friend, so you’d better get used to him. And the only way to do that is to talk to him.” Ranboo grumbled at Tubbo before picking up the doll in a fist and holding it up. “Tommy” just continued to stare at Ranboo, and it clicked to Ranboo that the doll hadn’t moved at all since he dropped him. Maybe it wasn’t the doll that had been talking, maybe it was something else? Had he been wrong? Ranboo looked back at Tubbo, exasperated.

“It looks like your ‘friend’ doesn’t want to make much of an effort towards friendship either.” Tubbo rolled his eyes and sighed. “You have to close your eyes, big man. He can’t move or talk if anyone’s looking at him.” “This has to be a prank-“ “Just do it!!” Ranboo huffed in frustration and closed his eyes again.

The doll spoke out again almost immediately. “Fucking finally!” Tommy shouted before sighing as he saw Ranboo’s jaw drop and his eyebrows raise. “Ranboo, listen, the whole ‘eye contact’ thing is a long story, and why I’m alive is an even longer story, but I need to know if you still have that dollhouse that your therapist sold you.” Ranboo thought about it for a bit before putting the pieces together. “…I took your house, didn’t I?”

“Not necessarily,” Tubbo said. “I told Aunt Puffy she could sell it before I found out that the dolls that lived there were alive. So they’re kinda homeless. We didn’t even want to tell you in the first place. No offense, but you seem pretty stressed out, and memory problems and cursed dolls don’t mix well.” Ranboo only had a short amount of time to linger on the guilt in Tubbos voice before the doll piped up again. “The problem is, we don’t know how to get the house back into Tubbos basement without looking suspicious. Tubbo’s dad has turned the basement, where the house was, into his personal office, anyways. Neither of us want his family questioning why he would suddenly want the house back, since we’re not sure how they would respond to living dolls-“ “Wait, dolls? As in more than just you?” Ranboo interrupted. “Yes, more than just me, keep up, dumbass. Anyways, my family wanted to just move here since they don’t have any particular attachment to Tubbo. And it’s not like I do, Tubbos the clingy one, not me, it’s just that your brother is terrifying and our last meeting didn’t go…great. So your house is out. Any other ideas?”

Ranboo didn’t know what the doll was talking about until he recalled the last time Tubbo had brought the blonde doll to his house. At the time, Ranboo had found it odd that Dream playfully tossing the doll around had resulted in Tubbo almost breaking down in tears, but he now understood how badly that could’ve ended.

“Dream didn’t mean it like that, he couldn’t have known, I’m sorry-“ Ranboo said before being interrupted by the voice again. “I don’t need you to be sorry, I need you to think! What the hell do we do about this?”

“Actually, uuuhhhh…” “Tommy.” Ranboo nodded quickly before returning to his thoughts. “Actually, Tommy, I might have an idea…”

~~~~~~~~

“So why are we here exactly?” Wilbur said. Tommy had left everyone extremely confused after he spontaneously decided to gather everyone for a family meeting, only to direct them onto the floor and say “follow me.” They had assumed Tommy wanted to talk more about their house after he told them they couldn’t get it back nor live in Ranboo’s house, but instead they now found themselves walking down the hallway towards god knows where. It’s not exactly like they had bothered to explore the house.

“Tommy, this is risky.” Techno muttered. “What if the humans come down the hall?” “It’s 3:30 in the morning, Blade, we’ll be fine.” Tommy retorted.

“I have to agree with Techno on this one, Toms. This is really risky.” Phil said. “It’ll be worth it, I promise, just follow me!” Tommy began to walk faster towards wherever as the rest of the SBI looked at each other and sighed before catching up to Tommy.

After a few more minutes of walking, the dolls came upon a door. Tommy knocked on it a few times before it swung backwards and he ushered his family in in front of him. The three of them looked up and froze, for once not because of someone’s stare, but from shock.

Above them stood Tubbo and Ranboo, doing their best to plaster shingles and mini columns to a model doll house that sat on a table. It looked like a sort of log cabin, complete with fake snow, but was so much bigger than their previous house. It took up half the room, and the half it didn’t take up was paved with wires that seemed to spout from the bottom of the house.

“What- what is this?” Phil gaped. “We felt really bad that we couldn’t get your house back, so we wanted to make up for it!” Ranboo nodded along as Tubbo spoke, both continuing to keep their eyes off the dolls and locked on the mini mansion. “I told my aunt that me and Ranboo should do some sort of ‘therapeutic bonding activity,’ which she bought. So we looked around a bunch for doll houses that would be correct to your size, but we couldn’t find any that where exact. So I had my friend Foolish 3D print out some custom walls and stuff. And we ordered the rest of the furniture and other supplies on Amazon.”

“Well, not all of it.” Ranboo said. “We still wanted your input on what it should look like on the inside. There’s all sorts of furniture and mini wallpapers we can buy online or make ourselves.”

“The electricity was a bitch, though,” Tubbo interjects, gesturing to the mess of wires on the floor. “Just be thankful you’ve got automatic lights and a heating system. We didn’t really see the need for running water or a tiny fridge, though, since you guys don’t seem to need food or showers.” Phil, Wilbur, and Techno looked on in varying levels of excitement and awe as Tommy looked at them with a proud smirk on his face. Phil looked over to his son, tears threatening to spill from his eyes, before he pulled Tommy into a tight hug, Wilbur and surprisingly Techno shortly after.

“Well,” Wilbur said, “looks like we’ve got a few decisions to make here.”

To say Schlatt and Puffy were confused when they walked in in the morning to find Ranboo and Tubbo passed out over the mini house, dolls strewn about the room, and over a hundred online orders of different fabrics, stickers, and doll furniture would be an understatement.

[btzone]

B-T fan returns to Japan 2016 - part 4: the concert

I meet up my friend at the train station so we can head out to the show. But before I even get there, I’m having trouble with rush hour trains. I swore the sign said the train is coming and then I don’t think it came or I couldn’t read the sign on the actual train and then it left. Everyone is in line to boot so I can’t really see. Anyway, I think I go back and forth a few times trying to figure out where I’m supposed to be. We don’t have trains in Okinawa. Trains are the best and worst part about navigating Japan. Eventually, I get there and there’s still time before the show starts. When you have assigned seats, then you have the freedom to check out the merchandise booth for as long as you wish. Curiously, one of the Toll produced items looks like it’s a menstrual pad holder. I picked up the parka and wore it everyday I was in Tokyo, which wasn’t long. I also was listening to the Atom Miraiha No.9 album non-stop in my iPod. It has echoes of the past. I can’t quite place it. Sounds like Kurutta Taiyo here and some other album there. Moments of wandering the city and having the album as my personal soundtrack were quite nice.

They sold rubber wristbands for each show. Each show has a different color and the date on it or the venue too, etc. I saw someone wearing so many. It made me a bit mad at the business side of things. Buck-Tick sells so much merchandise that to be a “true” fan who buys a lot or a collector who buys everything, well you better have an amazing job or born into money. I also hate this notion of having to prove yourself by showing how much merch you’re wearing. It may not be true but it felt that way in that moment. A pamphlet, a couple t-shirts, and maybe a couple other things like guitar picks and badges. That’s all that’s really needed. I stopped treating my Buck-Tick items as sacred because it’s such a waste to buy something and never use it. I’ve never used the stickers but I feel like there’s also people who buy one to use and one to save in pristine condition, shit like that. I cry for our collective bank accounts.

We get to our seats and I’m further away than I had hoped for but I knew I wouldn’t be up front. There’s some strange shape projected up there. Doesn’t look like any atom I know. A quick photo before the show starts. Looks terrible because very few people were even doing that! Japanese being way too polite. The concert hasn’t even started. No harm in a photo of the stage in anticipation of what is to be a great night.

The show is great. The sound is on point. I brought ear plugs just in case but Japanese venues have the volume just right. I’ve been to concerts outside of Japan where even though I’m wearing ear plugs, it still feels too damn loud and my ears ring for awhile after. 

Almost every show has the same setlist. Buck-Tick tends to do that, with just a couple songs varying, usually in the encore. Honestly, it annoys me. It’s why I could not be one of those people who go to multiple shows. I want more variety, spontaneity, a sense of excitement because the show is an unknown. Not they start 3 minutes exactly after the printed start time and you can expect these 10-15 songs in a row and 3 out of these 6 songs in the encore. I try not to look at setlists before attending concerts for that very reason. Surprise me. Entertain me. Get lost in the moment. I’m not here to watch a musical. This is rock ‘n’ roll!

Don’t get me wrong, I really appreciate professionalism. I love how well-rehearsed Buck-Tick is. How the sound is flawless. The group is very tight and that’s not as easy to find in a live show. But sometimes you can be too rehearsed and it makes it rigid. I like when there’s room for improvisation. When you have a vast catalogue, you can’t possibly love every song from your past, nor be well-rehearsed for every song. I completely understand that. But there could be more randomizing of the song order. Once I went to see another band live 2 nights in a row and it was pretty obvious they were playing the exact same set. I was younger then so I had memorized what they played on night 1. Before each song, everyone is shouting what they want to hear. I was shouting the title of the next song that I knew they were going to play. Some people next to me caught on that I knew what they were going to play so they started copying me and chanting the same song title. It was kinda funny.

Before one of the encore songs started, there was just a note, a chord, a sound. Just one sound and as soon as I heard that, I knew exactly what they were going to play and I couldn’t believe they were going to play it. I got very excited and had to take a photo to remember the time when I got to hear Misty Zone live again.

Almost every setlist is comprised of these as the main set: 1. Cum Uh Sol Nu -Flask No Besshu-  2. Pinoa Icchio -Odoru Atom- (some shows: 3. My Fuckin’ Valentine) 3 or 4. Bi Neo Universe 4 or 5. Baby, I Want You. (some shows: 5. My Fuckin' Valentine) 6. El Dorado 7. Jukai 8. Melancholia -Electria- 9. Devil's Wings 10. Boy Septem Peccata Mortalia (9 and 10 sometimes switched) 11. Future Song -Mirai Ga Tooru- 12. The Seaside Story 13. Cuba Libre 14. Manjusaka 15. Ai No Souretsu

All possible encore songs: (6 songs were played; final show 7 songs) Kirameki No Naka De... Mienai Mono Wo Miyou To Suru Gokai    Subete Gokai Da Mudai Keijijou Ryuusei Buster Makka Na Yoru Misty Zone Tenshi Wa Dare Da Romance New World -Beginning-

And with that, the show was over. The house lights came on. I snapped a goodbye photo of the venue.

And that was it. Haven’t seen Buck-Tick live since. Haven’t been back to Japan since. The next Uchinanchu Taikai was supposed to be held in 2021 but pandemic. It’s been postponed to 2022 but I don’t think I will be going. Buck-Tick has announced some shows this year but if venues will be using the Japan only app for vaccinations, I probably won’t be able to get in as I was vaccinated outside of Japan. So I wait. Wait for this pandemic to end and hope I have some time and money to continue to see more parts of Japan that I have never been to, to see my family again, and to see Buck-Tick live.