#right now it's wawa of course

[smile-files]

two things

does anyone know where "wawa" came from?? i keep saying it!!!!!!!

came up with another silly imaginary utopia... fuzzyworld, which is inhabited by fuzzy caterpillars can turn into fuzzy butterflies and back again whenever they want

[toadallytickles]

NEST 2024 + Gatherings Going Forward (again)

Attended my 4th NEST this year! This is just a quick point-form summary as I’m still dropping and wanted a write-up before I fly out this weekend to see my moms!

Perhaps I wore my “tickle me I’m cute!” shirt on Friday- and perhaps it got me pinned and gang tickled by 4 friends UGH- I haven’t been gang tickled since last June which is WILD honestly. Kinda hoping wishing this June it happens again 👀

Learning that it’s okay to let people touch me. 🙄😒 From my past writing “AUNT 2024 + Gatherings Going Forward,” I shared that I’ve denied myself from playing with friends until everything felt perfect, but recognized that I set the bar way too high and that maybe I just fear that “awkward first session” because I’m really awkward with touching and this fetish. At NEST this year I’ve allowed friends I’ve met and connected with at previous gatherings to tickle me in the con-spaces to break that touch barrier in a fun, familiar way for everyone. I also let myself engage in pick-up sessions with friends to get that “awkward first session” out of the way! I had to reassure myself throughout the weekend that it was okay that they were touching me, and they were touching me because they wanted to~.

My nesting partner is choosy about the gatherings he attends as he wants to focus on those he has connected with already, and can find gatherings overwhelming at times. This NEST made me feel similar- I want to continue attending gatherings, and I love meeting new people, though going forward I’m going to focus on regular attendees and friends I know from previous gatherings. There are a lot of regulars and mutuals I would love to get to know better and potentially play with- I’m just really awkward and don’t know how to approach people, and in turn I feel I accidentally give off a closed-off vibe. I would like to be part of my friends’ friend group, I just don’t know how to integrate! NEST going forward, I would love to volunteer and help out more to continue making the gathering the best it can be!

Oh, I had my first Wawa experience! I tried their Caramel Cookies and Cream Frozen Cappuccino, IT WAS SO GOOD, Starbucks Frapps could never. definitely kept me up way past my bedtime! 😋 Also the mascot is a (Canada) Goose because Wawa was originally a dairy farm in Wawa, Pennsylvania, and the Ojibwe word “we’we” means “Snow Goose.” Now I need a Sheets experience~.

I got to try out @ticklingduck's vibrating tickling rods! @mister-ttt and I did record content including them! They are like a small Pursonic (without it stopping after 2 minutes~)! 😏 I also BOUGHT ONE!! 🎉 @ticklingduck's socials: Etsy, Twitter, Tumblr.

Wore my Geurdo Link cosplay on auction night, even though I was not participating in the auction, and I was extremely shy so I just sat in the audience and didn’t really show it off LMAO!! (Still editing the tickle video featuring this cosplay, previews are in the NEST Server and on my OF~).

I’ve had the literal pleasure of forming a play partner dynamic with a local friend, and he has really built up my confidence, self-esteem, and has helped me be more self-sex-positive. It was exciting to carry that sex-positivity into some sessions this weekend, and I learned that I really like being consensually sexually violated by friends.. 🥴💦 don't look at me.

This weekend really validated my growth and boundaries. Finding this gathering somewhat personally hard to navigate because I wasn’t meeting my exact wants (a me-issue, not NEST's), that helped me recognize that I’m not the same person I was at my first NEST and other 2019 gatherings, and that I’m truly growing. I wasn’t able to navigate NEST like I did in 2019, so now I know I’m on the right path and know what I’m exactly looking for.

And finally on the last day of the gathering, I’m sitting in the lobby in my lazy travel fit, not showered, sporty wind-breaker, capris, my glasses, pink paw print socks + sandals of course, and a guy I’m pretty sure was not part of the NEST group asked me if I was “Kyle-“ and there were other men around. I say no, and guy just wanders back to where he came from. Assigned Kyle at NEST. I have not felt gender euphoria in a long time. 🥹

anyway, the end. looking forward to the next gatherings~

[itwdoris]

WAWA!!!!!! I was spacing out during class and I can’t help but share this idea 😭😭😭🙏

I was fantasizing abt choso but it could be anyone else of ur choice!!! Thinkin bout reader and choso hanging out in the beach shade doing devious things 😛 choso making reader piss themselves in the process but the thrill is there bc nobody has no idea the stain in their bathing suit is piss bc they’re in the beach!!!! How fun!!! 🏖️

That was quite long but thank you always for the quick response and delivery for our gang orders 🔥 Unbeatable service frfr 🔥🔥

kamo choso x afab reader.

tw; peeing in public, mentions of sex, beach ( is a warning in itself.

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it was a sunny day so you ended up going to the beach, nothing too much, and just taking the things you needed, ridiculously matching because choso wanted to. you both wanted to have fun!

but it was difficult for him, because he couldn't bear to see you coming out of the water wet, shining against the strong sun, coming towards him like a true deity. he could barely wipe the drool from his mouth.

it got harder every time.

and now to have you standing right in front of him with that desperate face because you needed to pee...

"please cho!" you asked him to go with you to the water, holding his hand and pulling him slightly. he was a little pink because of the sun, well, catching the first light after so long.

"why in the water?" he asked, looking at your cute pout. of course, he knew no one would notice in the water, but what was wrong with doing it right there on the sand? where he could see it.

"t-to disguise..." you looked away a little embarrassed to admit it, feeling something leak out and begging again before you had an accident. "please choso, its almost leaking..."

choso felt something burn, a lot of things, looking down at your bikini bottom and sighing.

he got on his knees, making you sit on the sand and spreading your legs. he looked around just to make sure he was safe, listening you whimper without being able to hold on much longer.

you moaned softly, looking at him while pressing your lips together, you squeezed as much as you could, and still kept leaking.

"do it here." he said, approaching to kiss your face, taking his hand to your pussy to stroke it lightly over the wet fabric. "let me see..."

you let out a relieved and needy sigh, then releasing your full bladder, lifting your hips slightly as the stream of piss gushed out, wetting the sand in front of you. your head hung back as you let go, receiving a single kiss from the man next to you, looking forward again.

and choso loved watching you pee so much, smiling with satisfaction as he watched the continuous stream, so concentrated. even though he couldn't see it on the fabric, he knew it was so wet, soaked, now with your piss.

he wanted to touch it, his cock throbbed in his pants because of it, amazed at the sight, he just couldn't help himself.

knowing that you would continue to be drenched in piss at least until you entered the water again, that no one would know that you had pissed yourself in front of him.

and they wouldn't even know that he'd stuck his long fingers inside your bikini to finger you while you finished peeing, no one would hear you moaning against his mouth, needing more and more, cumming for him.

no one would know that he took you to the water just to get to fuck your wet needy hole, to get to bury his cock inside it, no one would see how tightly he holds you by the hips, how he pulls you against him until he's as deep as he can go, how his seed filled you up.

no one would notice. that's why he was enjoying the beach so much.

im sleepy but im posting! oh it is very short, honestly didn't have many ideas, i apologize lord. ( but i found the plot so fun! ( ...think i did it mediocrely and now i feel bad... =[

BUT, anyway, hope you like it <3 love love u!

also, loved the wawa!! oh thank thank thanku!! <3 <3 <3

[thatcreationsureisunending]

Is Wawa ever nonviolent with other scugs?

Oh, yeah, of course!! Haha-- you don't

actually have to worry about her with other slugcats, honestly. Most of the time she's very chill!

Like-- there's Enforcer and Puppet! Pretty sure they've both shown up on here before, ha! Wawa hasn't tried to kill them as far as I'm aware! And I'm also pretty sure it's not just because they're my siblings' guys

... Wait, do they count? Neither of them are really slugcat-- fully, anyway--

No, no they don't count, hold on. There's others!! I swear!

See, see! Better examples, ha, okay. There's!

There's Frigid, who hangs around my brother, Fathom, So they get to see each other pretty often!

Verdant, who is wiiiith Valleys! Valleys! One of my friends! Verdant's real big, which-- which wouldn't stop Wawa-- but it means that whenever I get photos of them together I get to treat it like a little challenge! "Spot the Wawa in this image"!

And Gardener!! Chimes' buddy! I don't think Wawa appreciates how often she gets babied by it, but he tolerates it at least!

... I probably didn't need to bring up examples, huh? But I wanted to! So!

Hope that answers your question!

...I wonder where Wawa is right now.

Hm..

ENFORCER & FRIGID -- @zarithial / @nofathomtoodeep

VERDANT -- @csidepooltide / @acrossgoldenvalleys

GARDENER -- @skybristle / @ask-bending-horizons

[babydollmarauders]

MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (PART SEVEN)

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y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 hello everyone, welcome back to your postgame recap: blackhawks edition! unfortunately everyone’s favorite WAG (sorry girls) and social media manager: me, was unable to attend this road-trip due to illness. however, i, of course, still watched this game and have many a comments!

first, what the hell were these boys doing in first period that they couldn’t get a single goal against the blackhawks? had me yelling at the tv!

however, my favorite gingersnap got the first goal of the night 6:19 into the second period! GO HAM! I’M SO PROUD!

following that up, my uncle (we are still not related in any way) got his 11th goal of the season, tying up the game! really had me haula-ing! (get it? haula-ing? hollering? whatever!)

mere minutes after, my dear sweet boqy scored, making us end the second period up by 1!

we opened 3rd period with a camera shot of my boyfriend. that is the face of someone who misses his wonderful girlfriend and cannot wait to come home and take care of her while she is sick (jack come home. i think i need you more than they do.)

we kicked off 3rd period scoring with a goal by mr. edward cullen himself! he really does sparkle, doesn’t he! who knew vamps were so good at hockey?

with not even 4 minutes left in the game, we got an amazing wrap around shot by timo, who has yet to insult me again! i feel like a proud mother!

and lastly, my sweet baby, mercy put the nail in the coffin for this game with an empty net goal, bringing the final score to 6-3! dawson, you have never let me down, unlike your brother, john.

closing off this post, we have some adorable shots of captain swiss and lil jizzy with blackwood.

p.s. i’d like to bring everyone’s attention to my boyfriend’s hand. that’s my favorite hand, because it holds mine <3 jack come home, i have separation anxiety

tagged dougieham, ehaula, jesperboqvist, jackhughes, ryangraves27, tmeier96, dawson1417 and nicohischier

user oh no! i hope you feel better :(

john.marino97 i didn’t even do anything in this game and you still find a way to insult me

y/ndevils00 that’s exactly WHY i insulted you. do better.

jackhughes for once, you actually got what i was thinking about right

y/ndevils00 i’ve been saying you were thinking about me for so long, i was bound to be right eventually

jackhughes i miss you pretty girl

y/ndevils00 aww shucks, you’re making me blush 🤭

jackhughes nevermind never say that again

jackhughes you like my hand? you’re such a sap

y/ndevils00 let’s try that again

jackhughes i like your hand too?

y/ndevils00 why thank you! is it because it holds yours?

jackhughes dawson tells me i should say yes

y/ndevils00 well at least dawson understands how to be affectionate

ehaula i’m begging you to stop using my name as a pun

y/ndevils00 and i’m begging you to hop off my dick

dawson1417 @/y/ndevils00 y/n….

y/ndevils00 i mean, no, thank you. i would like to keep making my puns if that’s okay with you

ehaula since you asked so nicely.. still no

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 how do i work with this?

dawson1417 @/y/ndevils00 you stop making the puns?

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 i can’t do that

user67 sick y/n is so lovey, jack better get home asap

dougieham thank you, y/n!

y/ndevils00 you’re so welcome! now, will you bring me wawa when you guys get back?

dougieham i will. but does jack not feed you?

y/ndevils00 i don’t like his food

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 you know i can see this right?

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes no you can’t. this is a private conversation

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 it’s really not

ryangraves27 i’m still not a vampire

y/ndevils00 i’ve never seen you eat garlic so i cannot rule it out as a possibility

ryangraves27 you’ve also never seen me drink blood though

y/ndevils00 look, i don’t know what you’re into

ryangraves27 i’m so confused

dawson1417 y/n, what do we say to marino?

y/ndevils00 @/john.marino97 i’m sorry and i love you both equally 🙄

john.marino97 @/y/ndevils00 this seems anything but genuine

y/ndevils00 dawson, he’s onto us! what do i do?

dawson1417 well i can tell you what you don’t do: that!

tmeier96 i think i learned my lesson from last time. i’ll never insult you again

y/ndevils00 good. actions have consequences and you’d do good to remember that!

nicohischier ❤️❤️

y/ndevils00 you are my favorite, swiss cheese

nicohischier i’m revoking my hearts

y/ndevils00 it’s too late, i already have them they’re mine now

[clingwrapsweat]

// suggestive

here's some serirei stuff i cooked up right after waking up

basically reigen gets drunk like the lightweight loser he is, and serizawa has to take care of him

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imagine serizawa going on a hangout w his classmates, and he thinks about bringing reigen w him, so he goes hey, im going out for a drink w my classmates. wanna tag along? and reigen is like haha! sure but id rather not drink rn if thats okay and wawa is like haha yeah sure. and then they get there and wawas classamtes are like come onn have a drink w us u silly, so he gives in, but hes a really fucking lightweight, and just gets super drunk super fast, and starts slurring his words and getting hot under his suit and wawas like holy shit, guys I might have to get my boss back home. but he doesnt know where reigen lives and he cant even answer, so he calls a cab and brings him to his apartment, which hes very embarrassed about cuz he didnt rly clean up before leaving, and has video game stuff all over his room, but he helps Reigen take off his clothes, and as hes unbuttoning his shirt, reigen grabs his hand by the wrist, and puts it flat on his chest, and Serizawa has no idea what to do, but he's mesmerized by reigens red cheeks and his heavy breathing, and he finds his other hand being guided to reigens inner thighs, and he knows he should stop, but the sweetest sound just leaves reigens lips, and he wants to hear that again, so he lets his hand wander up his neck, and his face, and the back of his head, gently grabbing him by the hair, as the other hand finds its way to his hips, and they're so close, and. serizawa quickly steps away, as reigen whines. but he knows he shouldn't do anything with a man, so vulnerable and pathetic right now. so he just asks him to take a shower. and he awkwardly sits with his back facing reigen as he tries to was himself, with not much success, so he has to step in and help, so he washes his back, and his chest, asks him to lift his arms, which reigen doesnt, so he does it himself, washes his calves, and his thigs, up to a certain point, and then carefully washes his hair, and reigen leans into his touch, and he still cant seem to form a coherent sentence, but he's obviously very greatful. and surprisingly docile, which serizawa is not used to. then he help him get out, helps to wipe the water off with a towel, and gives him a pair of pijamas which are a few sizes too big on reigen, but he looks so cute. cool! i mean. that's his boss. he shouldn't fantasize about him like that. he knows. yet he cant help it, as they get in bed together, because of course he wanted to take the couch but he can't leave reigen alone like that haha! he has to share a bed with him. for safety. of course. and reigen rests his head on his chest and arm, and his wet hair feels cold touching his face, but he doesn't care. he holds him tight, and they fall asleep soundly.

btw i literally just write these for my friend 😭 so sorry for any mispells, the lack of formatting, and not using capitals.

i didnt proofread. hope you enjoyed

[angesaurus]

I do feel a little like ✨trash✨today. Yesterday was a very long day. We literally had to be at the soccer field @ 7:50am for photos. It was hell getting out of the house on time because Dan, who reassured me that “he got it” did indeed not have it, and therefore it was chaos and then Cecilia had her actual game (they won!) and then we had to stay for Gavin’s team photos (I sat in my chair and read on my kindle) and then we ran to Wawa for a quick snack/lunch and then drove 25 minutes away to Gavin’s game (he also won!) and it was VERY hot and the sun was pounding down and it just wore me out a little. And of course my parents came (which is nice that they drove extra for an away game!) and of course they came to my (incredibly messy) house after and we went to linner (late lunch early dinner) and THEN I had a ticket (thanks, coworker!!!!! Saved me $10) to the half price pre sale at the huge consignment sale I go to for the kids clothes so we went to THAT and didn’t get home until like 8 and we just were all so tired and then I ate ice cream which wrecked my stomach and I woke up with one of those scratchy throats that you know is from stale air and the weather being weird and from being burnt out. But then I drank some hot coffee and felt better but I still have 8000 things to do today to get ready for the week. And Dan is coaching all morning and Gavin has parkour tonight. I cleaned the bathroom real quick and need to do tons of laundry and clean most of the rest of the house because I have zero time during the week 🤗 we also have no groceries (Dan is our grocery buyer so he handles that) and I just feel like I very much do not have anything together right now. 5 days of work and only 2 days off is so so hard.

[acermp100]

IT'S WAWA WEEK

And I've been working on shorts for over 10 days now! Excited to share~

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25/3 – Friends: ZOO

Based on my many fun but fraught visits.

Seri learns the power of FRANDSHIP Shou tries to pet a crocodile Ritsu experiences churros They are at a zoo with American food don't question it ANTS

General Audience. No trigger warnings. Depictions of disassociation and anxiety/sensory issues. Some minor Seri/Rei. Capybara.

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Serizawa stood in the middle of the walkway. Throngs of people flowed past- left, right, strollers, backpacks, balloons- all moving with their own purpose. That was the problem of a crowd. Being surrounded by so many yet still left completely alone, even if one’s anxieties preyed on that ever present fear that everyone is watching, everyone is judging. His fingers tensed at his sides before balling into fists. Just focus on one thing. That tree looks nice. It didn’t work. Bits of conversations bled into one another until all he could hear was chaotic noise as he took a slow, strained inhale.

“Oi, Katsuya.”

Everything snapped back into place. What was once churning and bleating returned to laughter and normal voices. A little kid ran past him asking an older sibling for ice cream. Serizawa blinked a few times until his eyes focused on a hand waving in front of his face.

Reigen gestured to the gate past the courtyard. “You’re holding on to all their tickets, buddy.”

Purpose swelled in to replace nervousness. Serizawa looked up to see the four middle schoolers gathered at the large, glassed off map near the entrance. Teru was pointing to one of the exhibits as Mob laughed, with Ritsu and Shou hanging back to avoid looking too excited. It had all started with wanting to take the Kageyama brothers out to the zoo for a small trip while their parents were out of town. Shou found out and invited himself and of course Mob was going to ask Teru to come as well.  

“You alright?��� Reigen tilted his head. “Kinda went a bit-“ He widened his eyes. “Starey back there.”

“S-sorry. I’m fine.”

Serizawa steadied his fingers and unzipped the small pack at his waist before starting to rummage for the pre bought tickets. Got to save money so Reigen set them up as a school trip, among other things. He didn’t even know there were discounts for the son of a wife of a veteran.

The fanny pack had been picked out by Teru when the group went shopping together last week. Serizawa made sure to pack only the essentials. Inside the bright, green, reflective, and waterproof fabric were a mini first aid kit, some hard candies, nylon rope, a small utility knife, compact flair gun, translation book, and a magnesium fire starter with two pens and a pad of paper. And of course the tickets.

“Here they are!”

His voice came out a bit too loud but Reigen didn’t seem to notice, or maybe didn’t care. He could never tell. The tickets were held at arm’s length as Reigen took and inspected them.

“You know, I’m glad you decided to come, Serizawa” A flick of his wrist, Reigen gesturing even with tickets in hand. “You’ve really improved these last few months. Taking night classes and handling society and all it throws at you. I mean the train we took here was wall to wall people.” He paused, meeting Serizawa’s eyes. “But I know one can’t just magically be fine with all of that. So let me know if you need a break, alright?”

“Of course, Reigen-san!”

Reigen blinked back, leaning into his raised hand.

“Oh, right. Casual outing, not work.”

“Right. Just like going to class!” Reigen turned. “Let’s catch up with the kids.”

No, it wasn’t just like going to class. There he took the same train, walked down the same road, saw the same people, smelled the same smells. He had built that up all on his own: forcing himself to go until every detail was memorized. Predictable. Safe. Even the shopping trip had been short enough for him to handle at a small store that lay on his normal rout to work. Serizawa could feel his heart beat ever faster.

A small pack of kids ran by screaming. Music played from various speakers. The smell of fried food mixed with a musky, earthly scent. New sounds from every side conflicted with the various signs, decorations, and posters his eyes tried to read all of them at the same time. Even his clothing, though comfortable and casual for the day, left him feeling itchy.

“Serizawa-san.”   

He suddenly found himself at an exhibit in front of a glass wall looking over a recreated wetland. On land a few reptiles were lounging on broad leafed plants with fish under the water line. Mob was at his side glancing up at him without a hint of judgment in his eyes.

“Shishou says he wants to gather everyone up for a snack before we head into the rainforest building.”

“Oh.” Gears turned then started to grind. “Oh! Where- where is everyone?” Serizawa started to pull at his own hair, looking back and forth. “I was supposed to be watching and- Reigne-san- I should have-”

“It’s fine.” Mob turned his head to peer down the little trail to another section. “My brother and the others are feeding the crocodiles.”

Serizawa’s heart skipped a beat as he frantically stared ahead. “WHAT.”

Mob’s voice remained steady, but he punctuated his words with a short laugh. “Don’t worry. I don’t think a crocodile could take them on. Plus there’s zoo keepers monitoring the entire thing.”

Lowering his arms, Serizawa tried to catch his breath. A few of the fish swam by, their forms distorted from both the surface of the water and thick glass window. Four conversations, no five. Parents talking over kids. Loud footsteps on the wooden planks that lined the ground. All that with the constant, wet smell of algae.

“The first time I went to the zoo, Ritsu had just mastered walking.” Mob looked out over the water continuing in his monotone. “My parents had the stroller for him, but he still wanted to do it all himself. I barely got to see any animals because I was so worried about him.”

Serizawa looked into the enclosure as well. It’s fine. Everyone is fine. You’re fine. His fingers were still clenched, tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth.

“After when we were heading back, my mom took me aside and said she was proud of me for watching over my little brother so well. But-” A glance up at Serizawa. “She said there’s no need to do everything all by myself. We are a family, we have friends.”

A long exhale. Everything melted away accept for Mob’s voice. Serizawa could now feel the auras of all the others: Shou, Teru, even Reigen, and senses their emotions. Calm, happy. It’s fine.

“Do you mind getting your brother and your friend?”  Serizawa cracked a smile. “I’ll wrangle up Shou.”

A bit later they now all sat around the classic outdoor table made of rubber covered metal that formed a crude mesh so the employees didn’t have to worry too much about weather or cleaning. Serizawa recalled sitting at one when he was little with his mom as they waited for some fast food. That one had an umbrella though. Don’t need one now: not with the clear weather and good company.

“Hey, I was only gonna touch one.” Shou pointed a ketchup dipped fry at the others. “When else will I have a chance to pet a crocodile?”

Teru looked up from his burger. “Maybe try when the zoo keepers are not right there?”

“Not my fault you were too chicken.” Shou grinned back.

A scoff. Teru leaned back and crossed his arms. “What about Ritsu? He was standing back with the all the rest.”

“I was trying to get a good angle for a photo.” Ritsu didn’t look up from his food as he answered.

Reigen and Mob had gone back in line for more food. They returned triumphant with more fried, unhealthy goodness.

“Alight, got some desert. Mob said he’s never had a churro so here we are.”

Reigen set a cardboard tray in the middle and sat down; eagerly eyeing the double decker burger he had been forced to leave behind.

A smile from Serizawa, lost in thought as he listened to the kids talk about their day so far.

“So Serizawa.” Reigen was speaking from a half full mouth, pointing with his burger in hand. “You enjoying your order?”

“Oh! Yes!” Serizawa stiffened before grinning back. “Though I thought a corndog was going to be something different.”

“Right? I remember getting one as a kid when some American fair came to town.” Another bite, some of the sauce dribbling down Reigen’s chin. “Still tasty. I swear they make this stuff to be addicting.”

The burger was nearly gone now. Still so many sounds and smells. Serizawa took some breaths and focused on the conversation happening in the moment.

“Do they have wolves here?” Teru was gazing out down the path toward other habitats. They were mainly small mammals and birds. “I hope they don’t keep them in little enclosures.”

“No, it’s a big area in the back with trees and little dens they put into the walls.” Mob took a bite of his churro and suddenly forgot what he was saying.

“Yeah, this place is kinda famous for it.” Shou chimed in. “That and the lions.”

“Lions?” Teru’s face lit up.

“Wait.” Setting down his soft drink, Shou raised an eyebrow at Teru. “Have you never been here before?”

“Um.” Teru started to tug at his shirt, looking away. “No? I mean it’s not like my parents took me. And um- I guess-“

“The schools never have field trips here anymore.” Mob met Teru’s eyes and gave a nod of his head. “They claim it’s too expensive. But you’re here now.”

“Yeah.” Teru’s face softened. “It was worth the wait.”

Serizawa had kept back, not wanting to interrupt, but now invasive thoughts were flooding in. School, his failure, the bullies, just wanting to hide in his room forever. He closed his eyes for a moment before letting the toxic memories into the light.

“I’ve never been here either.” The kids all looked over at him. He had to glance over at Reigen to get enough strength to continue “Th-the schools back then took trips here all the time. I was pretty excited to go. Wouldn’t be stuck in some stuffy classroom or hallway for once. But well-“ He was gripping the stick of his corn dog so hard it broke in his hand. “There was an incident with some bullies the week before and- um- and-“

“Ugh they always do that.” Reigen gave Serizawa a pat on the back. “Even my teachers did: punish both the bullies and the victim. As if taking away fun activities and privileges would help.”

“Hey, kids are cruel man. Spesh with anything different.” Shou nodded at Serizawa. “Sorry you weren’t able to find a good bunch until now. The night class people seem pretty chill.”

Serizawa’s muscles relaxed. “Yeah, it’s nice to not always have to worry.”

“Being your true self is hard around the wrong people.” Added Teru. “But bullying has gotten a bit better, what with the student councils and all that. They get more power and police each other.”

“Oh yeah my brother was doing something with that.” Mob stole one of Teru’s onion rings with no resistance. “What do you think, niisan?”

Ritsu had said very little, and even less now. It was not due to the current subject, however.

“Pfff.” Shou nudged Ritsu with an elbow. “You here in the same reality with us, dude?”

He was looking down at his food, hands holding up his head with a distant stare. Serizawa grew worried.

“Um, are you alright?”

A sigh. “This is the most unhealthy, horrible thing I have ever eaten.” Ritsu spoke in a low, serious tone. “I’m probably going to get sick after we get home.” His head sunk lower. “But I can’t stop eating it. Why is it so good?”

“Ah.” Shou held up one of the churros. “The existential crisis of fried dough covered in sugar.” He playfully dangled in front of Ristu. “Truly a conundrum.”

Everyone gave a friendly laugh, even Serizawa. His experience with food had been quite limited until recently, relating easily to the bliss of trying something delicious even if it was bad for you.

The noise was still getting to him even after they ate. So many random and chaotic ones mixing together. Serizawa would calm down for a moment before a small kid would scream right next to him. In between there was the music and smells. He followed the kids along into the building hoping that would be better. Nope. Now all the noise was contained in an enclosed space leaving him feeling claustrophobic. He focused on his friends enjoying the animals.

Mob had lagged behind, what with the last area being dedicated to frogs. Not wanting to get separated, Serizawa hung back as well. A group of adults pushing strollers went by. Each were loudly complaining about the cleanliness of the place, and in their own little bubble, they nearly ran over Mob’s foot. One of them turned and gave a cruel sneer. Mob shrank back, holding his arm and looking at the floor. The same group almost bumped into Serizawa as well.

He wanted to help but one of the babies starting crying, causing the others to join in. His limbs froze, muscles knotting. The room spun for a moment and he looked up to check on Mob. He was having the same reaction, backing away and breathing harder, his shoulders tense.

“Hey, there’s a cool ant display ahead!” Teru had walked up and taken Mob’s hand. “Wanna watch them carry little leaves and stuff? They have all these clear pipes you can see them travel through.”

Serizawa smiled as they walked by, Mob now calm. Maybe he could get the same relief. The babies continued to cry while he stared at his footsteps, ignoring the mini crowds in front of every glassed enclosed snake, lizard, and spider they passed.

“What’s on your mind, Serizawa?”

Another sudden jolt as he was forced out of his head. They had made it out of the building but that just meant even more differences to deal with. Serizawa blinked before turning to see Reigen at his side. He found himself standing in front of a ground enclosure where the animals wandered around in an open air pit behind a fence.

“You seem really focused. Never seen one before?”

He wanted to say something but failed to conjure up anything concrete, instead turning his head toward the enclosure. Inside sat a few large, furry mammals. Their fur was brown with big eyes and snouts

“It’s a capybara.” Reigen brought up a hand. “They are the largest of the rat family and in some areas are actually classified as fish to avoid religious traditions of food consumption.”

Serizawa leaned a bit to the side as Reigen gestured, looking past to see an information sign with the same words his boss was stating at this very moment. He couldn’t help but grin.

“They seem very calm.” Serizawa shifted his gaze to meet Reigen’s eyes. “And rather cute.”

“Ha ha. Yeah.” A blush formed on Reigen’s cheeks. “I guess they are.”

A large crowd wandered past them, some breaking off to yell and point at the capybaras. Why can’t he just be in the moment? Why does he tense up every single time? It’s not like he was doing it on purpose. Serizawa let out a grumbling exhale while wrapping his arms around himself. But one of his hands was stopped.

“Hey, you need anything?” Reigen gave a light squeeze to Serizawa’s hand. “I did say you could ask if you needed.”

Serizawa inhaled, no longer hearing the random noises, immune now to attempting to read every sign, only smelling the cheap body spray Reigen used every day. Tears welled in his eyes but he forced them back.

“I- I can’t do this. It’s too much.” The first words came out shaky but he managed to keep them calmer and low now. “The kids are enjoying this so much, so I can’t just go home when they need me. But- but I can’t- there’s so much here and I can’t seem to focus and-“

During the desperate rambling, little pebbles started to rise and float around Serizawa, as well as Reigen’s ball cap.

“Hey.” Reigen had a hand on Serizawa’s shoulder now, looking straight at him, face serious but kind. “I used to work here you know.”

Breathing fast, Serizawa concentrated on his boss’s words.

“I thought I was going to get to play with animals and stuff. Nope!” Fingers up, gesturing out toward the other half of the zoo. “It was all shit. Picking up shit. All day.”

Serizawa had stopped crying and was lost in a state of confusion and admiration.

“Still, I had to finish my summer out so I just tried to push through.” Reigen continued. “That definitely did not work. But I did learn one thing: there’s this café that barely anyone goes to. Families all want fried food and animal toys and stuff, but this place just has tea.” He stopped flinging his hands around and held one out for Serizawa to take. “Wanna take a break and go there? The kids will be fine on their own for a bit.”

Instead of taking the offered hand, Serizawa wrapped his arms around Reigen and pulled him into a hug.

“Yes! I’d like that.” Serizawa mumbled into his boss’s shoulder until he realized what he was doing and released his hold, stepping back and fumbling his arms in front of him. “I mean, if that’s ok with you, Reigen-san.”

His boss nodded back, still recovering with his hair messily sticking out from his ball cap. “Sure thing, big guy.”

[drpeppertummy]

Make him eat something dumb accident or not be mean to him >:3

MEAN to him ..............................

[post-stuffing tummyache, brief mention of past verbal abuse/degrading talk & a tiny hint to alcoholism]

Leon groaned and curled up around his aching belly. It gurgled miserably at the added pressure of his legs pushing against it, and, realizing this wasn't the best position, he turned ungracefully onto his back. Looking down at himself, he was both astonished and ashamed at how far his belly bulged out, stuffed far too full of nothing good.

As he lay there trying to soothe his upset stomach, Leon was startled by the phone ringing beside his head. He reached out awkwardly and grabbed it, nearly knocking an empty bottle off the end table with the cord. He supposed he shouldn't tease Shel so much for using a flip phone when he still had an old landline with the curly cord, but that was a concern for another time.

"Hello?" The word came out a little wobblier than he'd have liked it to, but he was glad to hear a familiar voice on the other end.

"Hey, Leon the Lion! What're you up to?"

"Oh, just lyin' around," Leon replied, feeling pleased with his stupid pun. Shel's wheezy chuckle was contagious, and he smiled.

"Course you are. Hey, you doin' anything today? They got that little fall festival goin' on over down at the park by Giuliana's," said Shel.

"Oh, I don't know," sighed Leon. "I'm not feeling great right now."

"Oh? What's the matter?" He could hear an almost motherly concern in Shel's voice, and while he felt bad about worrying him, he'd be lying if he said it didn't make him feel a little warm and fuzzy.

"I gave myself a stomachache 'cause I'm a knucklehead."

"Aw, shoot. Well, hey, how 'bout I come over and keep you company?"

"Aw, Shelly, you don't have to do that," said Leon, touched. "Go to the festival."

"Festival's no fun without you, dummy," said Shel. "Besides, I don't like thinkin' about you layin' there feelin' shitty all by yourself. I'll be over in a little bit, okay?"

"Alright," Leon gave in. "You're the best, Shelly."

Leon shifted around on the couch, trying to find whatever position would make his stomach feel least worst. Finally, he settled on his side, although moving around hadn't helped. His belly let out a queasy rumble as it struggled to process his big lunch. He'd stopped by Wawa earlier in the day and gotten himself a pork roll sandwich and a bag of tepid jalapeño poppers from the hot tray, and, in a spur-of-the-moment decision, he'd ordered a milkshake as well. He'd been full by the time he got to the shake, but, not wanting to wreck it by putting it in the freezer, he'd gone ahead and drank it anyway.

Now, his belly felt just about ready to pop, and the heavy, greasy, meaty, creamy combination of food inside had him feeling horribly ill. As he lay there, he couldn't help but think of all the awful things Bill would've said to him for eating such a bunch of crap, and he began to feel even worse about himself than he already did. At the same time, the thought made him feel unbelievably lucky to have Shel in his life. Shel would never call him a fat pig or a slobby bitch or anything like that. Shel was always so sweet and gentle with him. Then again, maybe Bill was right. Maybe he was a slobby bitch. Maybe he didn't deserve Shel at all. Leon hugged a pillow to his chest, and, despite his far-too-stuffed stomach, he wished he had a drink.

As if to break the spell, Shel came limping through the door with a delayed knock, a bottle of ginger ale in his hand. Leon looked up, startled out of his spiral of self-loathing.

"Oh, gosh, Leon," Shel exclaimed sympathetically at the sight of his friend's distended tummy. Leon looked sheepishly up at him as he sat down in the chair beside the couch, and the mixture of discomfort and shame on his face made Shel's heart ache.

"Here, I grabbed this on the way," said Shel, passing him the ginger ale. "I know you never keep yours in the fridge."

"Shelly, you're an angel," said Leon. He took a small sip, not wanting to bloat his aching stomach up even more, and immediately felt a little bit better.

"Here, c'mere," said Shel, moving over to the couch and gesturing for Leon to come closer. Leon pushed himself upright with a grunt, his belly gurgling uncomfortably at the movement, then, shyly, he let Shel take him into his arms, leaning against his side and laying his head on his shoulder. Shel rested his hands on Leon's round tummy. It was shockingly taut, and he winced as it let out another queasy grumble. The touch was comforting, though, and he felt Leon grow more relaxed in his arms.

"Jeez, buddy, what do you got in there?"

"A bunch of crap," Leon said glumly.

"Well, hey, it happens to the best of us, right?" Shel smiled down at him, gently rubbing his belly. Leon returned the smile.

"Yeah, I guess so."

[battleofthewawas]

After all this time…

The Battle of the Wawas has finally ended, leaving the aptly named Wawa (owned by @thatcreationsureisunending) as the victor! A huge congratulations to you! As a little reward (besides the title of The Ultimate Wawa, of course), this blog’s profile picture will be Wawa from now on, to celebrate the lucky winner!

Of course, we can’t forget the runner up, The Retriever (owned by @north-winds1)! You did amazing this tournament, and you should be proud that you made it this far!

Now, for the question you all seem to be asking me…

Will there be another Battle of the Wawas?

…

I’m not sure if all of you will be happy with this answer, but probably not. At least, not right away. Don’t get me wrong, the Battle of the Wawas WILL be returning, but I may have to put it off until summer break, since I have a rather busy school year ahead of me.

Oh, and before I forget, some of the slugs from the first tournament will get a chance to rejoin for a second shot at the grand prize, as long as they did not make it to the semifinals or the finale. I’ll make a google form once the second tournament starts getting contestants that asks you which scug you want to rejoin the most. The scugs with the 4 highest votes towards their names will get to re-enter the competition!

And if you find the wait for the second tournament a bit too long, there IS another iterator tournament that is currently gathering more contestants, called @stupidsentientsupercomputers (hosted by @rainworld-obsessed-cat), which is a tournament meant to see which iterator is the dumbest, with the creators writing out the reasons why! Go check it out!

With every question answered, I think it’s time to leave it off there.

…

…but wait.

What about love?

You see, back when the finale was still going, you may have noticed a third option on the poll stating “it doesn’t have to end like this”. Well, I wasn’t lying.

Every tournament has one thing in common: there has to be someone who wins. Whether it’s one winner or a group of them, there’s always something that triumphs over the rest.

However, what we usually don’t take into consideration is how the losing side may feel. How would they handle their loss? Would they ever be able to forget the fact that victory was within their grasp, but they let it slip from their fingers at the last moment?

What if there was a way to make both sides happy?

Yes, if that third option had won out over both Wawa AND The Retriever, it would’ve resulted in them BOTH winning the entire tournament, meaning that love would finally win out in the end, and the Battle of the Wawas could finally close down in peace.

Except…that didn’t happen.

Instead, you all ignored that third option in favor of the more familiar setting of scug vs scug with no sneaky shenanigans happening in the background, and here we are now.

Despite the implications, that outcome is not entirely a bad thing. If that happy ending did happen to be reached, the Battle of the Wawas would’ve ended forever. Due to the fact that love had lost one final time, however, I felt the need to give it a second chance in a new tournament. Despite all the times it has lost, love still has yet to die.

[julyourwitch]

Hi hello💕💕Im excited to participate in your ask game that’s currently open

I’m Kris, a Virgo

The guy I’m asking about is Wawa, a Gemini

My question is what does he feel about me right now? For some context, he’s a guy i fancied for a while and I always suspected he liked me because he made it very obvious but we were both too scared to make a move. Fast forward a few months, I still see him around and my mind still lingers on him bc of the uncertainty of the connection. He’s been acting more cold so I just want some clarity whether or not I should move on from him

Whether the results are really bad or really good don’t be afraid to tell me the 100% unfiltered facts I can handle it💕💕😂🙏

Thank youuuu for your time have a good day/night whenever you’re reading this

Hello there love! Of course you can! It's now closed already so I'll reply to my questions/asks that were already before I close my game! Don't forget to give a feedback when you want and can~~

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐬: 𝟕 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. 𝐎𝐡 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 " 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭?" 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. (𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤?) 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐈𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧.

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟏𝟎 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐬 𝐫𝐱 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐤, 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭��𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

Take what resonates love!

Take care 🖤✨

[ganurath]

Chum Chapter 9 Binge

Starting off with a discussion of creative power use. I think Sam did better than she thinks she did, between marking her target with her own blood and literally chewing the scenery for intimidation.

Puppeteer's plan of unsupervised sparring is... the goal is reasonable, but I've been kicked in the dick too many times to respond well to unsupervised sparring.

Smash cut to Duck Duck Goose Pop-Pop Moe!

Ooh, some time passed. Nice to see she's leveraging that blood sense to help people with injuries and stuff.

Swank necklace, too. (I don't really know what swank means, but it's got a good vibe.)

Even better, Sam is involving her school friends in her heroic life. Too often you see people with powers isolate themselves from those without, and it's promising to see Sam isn't cutting people out of her life to make room for heroics.

Wait, Philadelphia has a soccer team?

Well, that explains why Safeguard's name is such a poor fit for the power. It's derivative.

reading momentarily disrupted by visit to BLAME's TV Tropes page

Back to school shopping at Target? I'm getting the sense that this is a time skip montage in the former of a chapter with all these jumps.

Sam has identified the feelings that Gale makes her feel. She isn't going to name them, though, because she's not a lesbian. Really?

hits the self-aware sentence that immediately follows HA!

ESP: It's not just for psychics! It can also be for obscure stuff, like feeling the air pressure/humidity change caused by someone releasing pheromones.

The fart joke was good. Glad it landed well. Gale could use more things that land well in her life.

Why does Sam only use one arm during the break fall at the start of the second Puppeteer scene?

Liberty Belle isn't sharing her health with the junior squad... and Puppeteer now knows that Bloodhound knows something that Puppeteer doesn't know. I can already smell the drama.

Not often you see heroes in the courtroom. Seems like Bloodhound is on the stand for Mudslide's case. Lawyer seems nice to her, so I'm guessing prosecution.

Aw, Kate's going to a different school? Or... What school is Sam going to go to? It's not saying. Sucks that (at least) one of Sam's unpowered friends is getting a reduced presence in her life.

Of course cats need rescuing from trees.

What's a Wawa?

Fun Fact: Cats don't actually chew their food. I know at least one that eats normal cat food despite having literally zero teeth.

The grave scene was heavy, but not overwhelmingly so, which is the right tone for when it's the grave of someone the viewpoint character barely remembers, but the person they're with knew intimately.

The chapter ends where high school begins. I'll start Chapter 10 after dinner.

[nokingsonlyfooles]

WTYP: The Shandor Building, Part 6

[Do you like the colour of the fanfic? This is long and if you expand it you're gonna get the whole thing, because Tumblr hates you. Don't say I didn't warn you!]

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Part 6: Disaster Roulette: Crack Open a Cold One

[Beware of strong language, mention of all kinds of death, gore, and Lovecraftian horror.]

[SLIDE: Utter darkness, with an All Hail Gozer logo in the corner.]

[screaming, pandemonium]

A: I’m sorry! Oh, God, I’m sorry! I have anxiety!

D: No! I know you do! It’s my fault!

L: Are we dead?

D: I shouldn’t have said “engineering disaster,” it’s my fault…

R: Alice, where are we?

A: Oh, God, I’m sorry, it’s the Kursk! [weeping] We’re going to be trapped here for over six hours and then we’ll be comrade-kebabs!

L: I’m an anarchist.

A: For fuck’s sake, Liam, would it kill you to let me die with a little fucking solidarity? [plays “The East is Red”]

R: Alice, you have your laptop?

L: Do we still have our laptops?

D: Feels like a laptop…

A: IT’S A POTASSIUM-BASED AIR FILTER DON’T BLOODY TOUCH IT!

[clattering, thud]

[more screams]

L: Jesus…

R: Pretty sure that’s a laptop.

D: Turn up the brightness!

R: That’s bad for the battery life…

D: Just turn up the fucking brightness!

[SLIDE: The Kursk.]

L: How the fuck do we still have laptops and sound equipment?

A [giggling]: Oh, my God, we chose the form of an engineering disasters podcast. Of course we have our laptops and sound equipment! I’m going to tweet that we’re trapped in a well-known Russian submarine disaster and we need help!

D [gravely]: Alice, Alice… No, Alice. It’s… It’s…

R: It’s “X” now.

D: Twitter can’t help us now. Twitter is gone.

A [desperate]: What about Tumblr?

D [pained]: I suppose you might as well try.

D [text over slide]: I EDITED A BIT HERE.

A [sobbing]: It’s no good. I got cancelled for assuming the submarine’s pronouns and now they’re just doing discourse.

D [gently]: It’s all right, darling. Just mute the alerts now. Oh, and Tumblr Live, too, obviously. Thank you for trying.

R: I’ve got that Mastodon thing…

D: Oh, fuck off!

A: Nobody’s on fucking Mastodon.

L: If man were meant to toot, God would’ve given us trunks! It’s a stupid platform and a stupid animal! It’s just an elephant with shag carpeting and no charisma. I’m glad they’re extinct. The extinction of mastodons is the one good thing global warming ever did for us! I hope science brings ‘em back from the grave so I can personally participate in wiping those useless motherfuckers off the map again. I ordered a mastodon hoagie at Wawa the other day and it was rubbery and tasteless — because it had been at the back of the freezer for ten-thousand years. That’s how unpopular mastodon is! It’s not even any good with extra mayo! Nobody loves you, mastodons! Nobody thinks you’re cool! I respect you almost as little as I respect fish!

[groaning, shuddering, splashing]

A: Oh, fuck, does Gozer like mastodons? Liam…

R: “Mastodon” is from the Latin for “breast-like tooth.”

L: If Gozer likes mastodons, I’m gonna drive to xyr house — or temple, or whatever — and beat xem to death with my shoes. I am done with mastodons, I am done with this whole fucking experience! I am reviewing your studio on Yelp right now and you are getting no stars! None!

[creaking, snapping sounds, more splashing]

A: Fuck, Liam, you’re pissing xem off!

G: STO-O-OP!

[rumbling and crunching noises continue throughout]

D: No, wait… It’s a rant. [laughing] We chose the form of an engineering disasters podcast! Liam, keep going!

L: ICE AGE IS A TERRIBLE SERIES OF FILMS! MASTODONS RUINED IT!

A: Isn’t it supposed to be a woolly mammoth?

L: IT’S THE SAME THING!

R: Taxonomically, no, it’s not. Although they are related…

L: PROXIMITY TO MASTODONS RUINED ICE AGE, AS A FILM SERIES AND AS A GEOLOGICAL EPOCH! AND EVERYBODY LOVES RAYMOND!

A [laughing]: What? Are we running out of oxygen?

R: Yes. Also, Everybody Loves Raymond is a CBS sitcom, which aired from the mid-nineties to the mid-2000s. It was very popular in the US, but it proved difficult to export, so it’s not surprising you haven’t heard of it. It starred actor and comedian Ray Romano, who also voiced Manny the Mammoth…

L: THAT’S A STUPID FUCKING NAME!

A: Shouldn’t it be, er… Manny the Manmoth? That makes more sense. Although it does sound like he fights Mothman…

R: …in the Ice Age film series. Exporting Raymond was, in fact, a documentary on how difficult it was to translate the American Boomer experience to a foreign market…

D [amazed]: By God, we’re doing it! We’re podcasting!

R: Thank God for Wikipedia…

A: We’re still going to die, though, aren’t we, Dev?

D: Eventually, Alice, but maybe not in the Kursk!

A [anxious, but used to it]: Probably of prion diseases.

G: VERY WELL. SINCE WE ARE AT AN IMPASSE, YOU MAY CHOOSE ANOTHER FORM TO CONTINUE OUR FIGHT.

L [hopefully]: A lamassu?

R [low voice]: Unfortunately, we are not actually gods.

L: Damn.

D: No! I think we can do this! [to Gozer] We’re going to stick with the engineering disasters podcast!

G: YOU’RE NOT VERY IMAGINATIVE, ARE YOU?

D: No, we are, we’re just really jazzed about this form!

L: It’s comfy!

G: ALL RIGHT. SUIT YOURSELVES. I TIRE OF THE LEAKY METAL TUBE, AND I DO NOT HAVE THE PATIENCE TO SIT THROUGH SIX HOURS OF PODCASTING BEFORE I SET YOU ON FIRE! CHOOSE ANOTHER ENGINEERING DISASTER!

D: All right, now, let’s think about this…

A: Just something outdoorsy, please! I want to see the sun again!

Part 7

[the-firebird69]

Today we are purchasing many companies and we are going to purchase out the main subsidiaries of Occidental petroleum and we are going to meet later on today and about 3:00 p.m. and it is for three major companies one of them is ampm and the other is 711 and the third is Wawa and it is only for 20% and it is coming from mostly John r and his cadre of sellouts and they're more less forcing the purchase thinking they're going to do something with the money and it is of course not going to happen that way. Just they think that they'll still retain residency there and they're not going to they're going to be immediately expelled due to the fact that they will no longer have ownership in the company and their employees are all associated with them and we hire and fire who we want immediately today where they played last night upon the sale like they have been with the other companies which indicates something pretty powerful because this is getting down to the lower level of businesses after this there's only several more representing less than 30% of the economy but his share was that and still is but once these transactions are done then he found he'll only have about 20% after today and we intend on clearing out half of his idiots before we purchase the rest and of course they have information on the location of all of his illegal mechanical hardware and we will pick most of that up. There are several other things going on today John r has five warrants out for him and right now he's in a federal building and they do have him identified and it is in he is in the Robert Shaker mode and thinks he can get away with anything and of course he's not going to they're going to try and get down here from the courthouse which is only about 300 ft from here and arrest him and Terry cheesman who is also here they are probably the most annoying people you've ever met and they're putting their entire realm into the poor house. We also are purchasing several other companies that people should be interested in one of them is associated with Walmart and it will begin the complete and absolute sale of every single retailer that's in the United States and all over the globe and with that comes all the suppliers. He doesn't understand that the economy has to be intact and he tried to dump it when he was in charge and he invented all sorts of things including manure in the water supply and other things to the water supply and he of course is a moron and says he's doing all sorts of stuff but really he's crying. What happens later in the day is people will seek out their lost fortunes that he took by force and they are going to go after him and they are here and they are saying it and he is apparently unaware of what's going on completely and decide to sit there and shout and some sort of child with a temper. There are others orders of business but we're going to publish it and we're going to put this out there to us

Thor Freya

Zues Hera

Olympus

[hymns-across-the-stars]

When the blur starts moving toward her, a sort of dim amusement crosses her mind. It's been a while since she had been killed by a vulture of any variety. She thought herself above it, even. And yet here she is, soon to die in place of a hapless mystery, just for his seeming concern for her.

All she can do now is close her eye and wait.

Yet death never comes. Instead, there is a shriek—then silence save footsteps coming toward her. The Artificer cracks open her eye. The world is still fuzzy, but she is not so blind or far out of it to not recognize the strange creature approaching. Behind him, the king vulture is still.

He must have finished it off. Something like approval thrums in her chest. Still, for all that and the sensible answer that he means her no harm, she struggles to lift herself off the ground and flashes her teeth at him. But it's all show, really; she could bite him if she needed, maybe, but she needs more time to recover than she can feasibly get if he decides that she was more trouble than she was worth, or that she was mistaken after all.

Trust is what beckons unnecessary grief, after all.

But still, he kneels by her and asks her something that makes the low growl in her throat sputter out: "Are you alright?"

Her ears pin back—not even out of fear or a threat to fight, but confusion. But after a little bit, the tension in her body unwinds and she makes a raspy little chuff.

She's fine, really, all old scars and burns besides how winded she is right now. It's not communicated in any real capacity, of course, but the thought flits through her mind clearly enough.

When the smoke finally fades and the sparks stop flying off her fur, she also lifts her head enough to get a good look at him. He's clearly not a scavenger, physically and for the fact he hasn't tried to impale her through the head yet. There's a sort of softness to his face though, like the world has yet to fully dig its claws into him, like he's not yet an adult of his kind.

Like he's still a...

She shakes the thought out of her head and snorts, rearing back onto her hind paws. She does not need to think about this. It is almost nightfall, and there is food aplenty right there in the form of the vultures. She walks back over to get her fill, keeping the funny new creature on her good eye's side.

Is he hungry? a part of her wonders, the same part that recognizes him as a pup, but she squashes it down. He's more than capable to hunt on his own, clearly. Not a pup.

Certainly not hers.

But still... this was a kill made by a joint effort. She supposes he deserves a share, and there was plenty for two. The Artificer pulls back from the carcass and licks her maw before making a sound she hasn't made in a while—a soft sort of "wawa", a call to eat.

Why weren't they running? The fact that the little thing is just standing there and staring causes a knot of panic to tighten within his stomach - did they not understand? Were they too tired? Atreus didn't know. He didn't know if he'd just made an awful mistake in trying to intervene, he didn't know if he was going to be able to make it to cover in time, because while he couldn't whip his head around to look he could hear the bird-beast making some strange noise, possibly winding up for something-

And then, moments after he'd run past them, when the beast was close enough that he could feel the blasts of air from each beat of its wings bearing down upon him, the red-furred creature exploded.

The sudden air pressure almost knocks him off his feet, and against his better judgement, Atreus whipped around to see what had just happened - and was greeted with the sight of the bird-beast falling to the earth with an awful shriek. To his surprise, the red-furred thing (he made a mental note to start calling them a slugcat, something about it just sounded right) was not only perfectly intact but alive, though they looked even more considerably exhausted than before.

Had they been the source of the explosions he heard earlier? Probably, but there was no time to think about it or even try to see if they were okay; the bird-beast was still alive, trying to doggedly crawl after Atreus in its throes of rage. It wouldn't reach him, however - somewhere behind it there was a plume of smoke, followed by a spear suddenly embedding itself into the beast's back that exploded shortly after.

And, to Atreus' horror, not only did the bird-beast somehow still live, but only now did it finally focus its attention back to the slugcat, which had crumpled to the ground from over-exertion. But the beast, too, was wounded and exhausted. Slinging his bow back over his shoulder, the Jotunn drew his knife and broke into a run once again - this time, back towards the bird-beast. He was going to do something really, really stupid. With its back turned towards him Atreus took the opportunity to jump on from a running leap, holding on for dear life to the remnant of the spear still embedded in its body. Unsurprisingly, even in its weakened state, the bird-beast retaliated with another awful shriek, thrashing about in an attempt to buck its attacker off. But he kept his grip firm and true despite its struggles - he just had to wait for an opening.

When the bird-beast finally whipped its head around to face him, malice burning in its eyes (or maybe it was just the beams of light emitting from them straight over his heart), he lunged. One hand grabbed hold of a tusk, with the other slit its throat.

Finally, finally, the beast crumpled to the earth and went still. Atreus panted, the buzz of adrenaline still rushing through his veins and making his hands tremble slightly as he wiped the blade clean before sheathing it. Atreus quickly diverted his attention back to the slugcat, climbing off the bird-beast's corpse and carefully approaching. Atreus could only hope they weren't physically hurt - he knew magic, yes, but none of it was healing magic, and he didn't have any expertise in medicinal herbs like Freya did. Their chest still moved with each breath, so at the very least he knew the slugcat was still alive. Which, now that he thought about it, there was also another issue; communication. Did they really understand him? Did they think like a person? He didn't know - he could feel thoughts and emotions, and sometimes read them, but that was only with animals.

Well, he wouldn't know if he didn't try.

Slowly, in an effort to try and make himself appear as non-threatening as possible, he'd kneel beside the crumpled form of the slugcat and reach out - both physically, verbally, and mentally.

"Hey, are- are you alright...?"

[yanderes-galore]

wawa not sure if u write gl, but yan hybrid (of ur chocie) with misaamane hcs

If Gl stands for Girl Love, Of course!

Not sure if you wanted her to be the hybrid or you to be the hybrid, but I'll make reader the hybrid.

How about a domestic hybrid like a cat, bunny, or dog one, never specified so I am going to the basics ;;;;

Yandere! Misa Amane with a Domestic Hybrid! Darling

Pairing: Romantic, Female Darling

- Misa would be a Yandere that adores and dotes on a hybrid darling.

- It doesn't matter which type of domestic hybrid you are she'll treat you the same.

- The day she picked you up from the shelter she fell in love with you right then and there.

- Your ears, your tail, the cute twitch of your nose.

- It was all too adorable to her!

- So she adopts you, the leash fastened around your neck snugly as you follow her out of the shelter.

- You're wary of her, her bubbly and childish personality suspicious.

- Your ears are back, which makes her frown but she guesses she understands.

- "We're going to have so much fun when we get back to my house!"

- You sigh and go along with it.

- Arriving at her home she ushers you inside, locking the door as she shows you around.

- You're shown the kitchen where you can get your own food if you ask her.

- Then there's a bed for you to sleep on, not a pet bed, an actual full sized bed.

- There's bathroom, a room to play, everything you need to get situated.

- Misa is so excited to finally have a hybrid, rubbing your head and fluffing your ears.

- You do everything from dress up to painting nails and doing your hair.

- You try not to mind it, as it does feel good.

- You immediately then trot over to the bed and lay down, feeling Misa watch you the whole time.

- The first day is always rough, but you hope it gets better.

- Now, Overtime Misa may notice she doesn't like you just as her hybrid.

- She loves you as a lover.

- You're not allowed to leave the home, which makes you antsy.

- You're staring out the window, ears and tail down as you yearn for outside contact.

- Just because you're a hybrid, doesn't mean you're a complete animal.

- Misa likes to have you on her lap when she's home.

- Your body draped over hers is just the cutest to her.

- Once she realizes she loves you, she's possessive and doesn't want you near other hybrids or humans.

- You're told that it's because you're hers and don't need them.

- The only contact you're given is hers as she scratches your ears and kisses your forehead.

- Overtime her touches move from innocent to bolder the more she's obsessed.

- You're told ahead of time, though.

- "Sweet {kitty/bunny/doggy}~ I think we've grown so close! I love you...No one else can have you!" (Just an example)

- It isn't new for hybrids and humans to be a couple, but you weren't expecting for you yourself to be in that category.

- Misa overall can be obsessive, possessive, and dangerous as a Yandere.

- It's probably worse if you're her hybrid, as she's with you all the time holding that dreaded leash or harness.