#so gotta sprite my main crew

[b4mpyre-k1zz3s]

Hooters Waitress Y/N HC’s!

Johnny Knoxville X Fem!Reader, Bam Margera X Fem!Reader, Steve-O X Fem!Reader, Ryan Dunn X Fem!Reader, Chris Pontius X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Suggestive content, flirting, creepy guy mention

An: Thank you so much for sending in requests!! These headcannons were inspired by this fic by @dunnswrld and one of my friends who once jokingly told me she was going to work at Hooters someday! Some of these HC’s were actually based on real events that happened to me or people I know XD anyways, thank you for sending in requests and please keep them coming!

After Jeff had to bail the guys out of jail due to their drunken antics, they were barred from partying for a couple nights,

And yes, that did include any trips down to the hotel bar. This was a huge boner killer because there’s only so much fun you can have getting hammered in your room.

“I mean, I like the guy-” Steve mused about Jeff as he laid back against one of the beds, “but I feel like a caged animal stuck in this joint...“

Inspired by their desperate predicament, Knoxville got an idea everyone was onboard with,

“I think there’s a Hooters across the street…Why don’t we go there?”

Technically a restaurant, Hooters was something that Jeff could let slide.

Now, you didn’t recognize all of them when they walked in, because you only paid attention to Jackass when the cute one was half naked on screen, but you could tell they were famous

Nearly shoving your coworker out of the way, you rushed over to where they had already gotten seated,

“Hiiii! My name’s Y/N, and I’ll be your server tonight!”

Flipping open your little notepad, you turned to the table, “Now, what can I get you boys to drink?”

Johnny spoke up first, sweet as always, “How about a round of beers for me and the guys? Miller High Life if you’ve got 'em, ma’am.”

As you jotted it down, the guys exchanged ‘woah, she’s hot’ glances. I mean, even in the world of Hooter’s waitresses, this lady was something…

And remember how you didn’t recognize all of them at first?

Well, given the fact your main customer base were middle aged men, Bam’s whole skate punk look with the black hoodies and eyeliner and whatnot didn’t exactly scream maturity to you

I’m not even going to mention his height…

Point is, you kinda assumed he was one of their teenage sons or step kids or something, so you bent down and asked him in that patronizing coo,

“Can I get the little prince of darkness anything to drink? We’ve got Sprite, Pepsi…”

After connecting the dots, Bam’s face flushed bright pink.

Part of him was pissed that you thought he was some prepubescent twerp, but at the same time he couldn’t be that mad because this hot piece of ass was being all sweet to him

Ry interjected, putting a paternal hand on his back before Bam could correct you, “The little guy’ll take a chocolate milk.”

That earned him a good, silverware rattling kick under the table.

After you dropped off their beers, you tottered off to tend to other customers and the crew got to discussing their smoking hot waitress.

Johnny, all of a sudden Mr. Polite, stepped in once the conversation got a little too raunchy for his taste, “Alright, boys- let’s be gentlemen here.”

“We’re at Hooters!” Bam scoffed at his resistance, “We don’t have t’be gentlemen!”

Ryan, who never really got the guys’ whole obsession with boobs, rolled his eyes at him, “You’re startin’ to sound like your uncle.”

Taking a sip of his beer, Dunn imitated Vito’s…unique manner of speech, “‘Oh, we’re at hooters! We don’t gotta be gentlemen!’”

“Fuck you.” “Fuck me? Fuck you!”

Finally breaking up the squabble was Steve, who had been busy eyeing your fine ass from across the room, and he leaned over to Bam,

“Hey, little prince of darkness- think’y could knock your crayons on the floor?”

Dropping off their drinks, you glanced around the table at the sleazy expressions that were all looking back at you and you asked if they wanted to order any wings

Flashing you a charming smile, Chris playfully wiggles his eyebrows at you as he put down his menu, “I was gonna ask if you were on the menu, but I’m a vegetarian!”

Steve saw his chance and quickly piped up from across the table, “I’m not!”

It was like some animal planet show, but instead of fighting for territory, they were all competing with each other to see who could get the pretty girl to look at them more.

Sure, it may have been against company policy to give out your number, but that’s only in instances when creepy men pester you about it,

Not so much if you happened to jot down your digits on the bill of a group of very handsome, very charming customers.

[hyaku-man]

touhoustuck rambles 3

continuing from here- this time, discussing components of the game, ideas of sprite related stuff, and what comes to mind for actual gameplay.

so. the links are established, players enter, and all the other guys have done their part. this is where we would effectively get to see the main crew, and its also where you get the normal homestuck conventions, sorta. people have fetch modi, there’re computers, yadda yadda yadda- makes more sense too, since the card connection between the “future” and Gensokyo makes this a lil stronger.

however, gameplay works a bit differently in my head.

players enter through observing and entering some strange phenomena/trigger that happens in their vicinity. there’s probably some danger that occurs that inspires urgency, but it takes their whole house with them.

grist is replaced with some kind of energy/faith like material that is the core of this idea. faith and belief can bring anything to light, so it could also be the impetus behind creating items. this alchemy process is something i gotta think about.

lands still have the naming scheme, the quest, underlings, denizens, and other components, but instead of having gates, there are BORDERS that separate the land and its opposite side. This opposite side involves the other half of a player’s land quest, and at the same time, is where the original protagonists are also running around. Once both counterparts are done exploring on their side/doing part of their quests, they meet together to totally finish the land’s stuff. These borders also provide transport to others players’ lands.

there’re a lot of other aspects that i DON’T know what i’ll do with, however:

i’ve been trying to think about how sprites might be deployed with this alternative method of entry. patron gods assigned to you via the entry process on the Gensokyo side? taking something sentimental with you through the entry border? not sure, so i’m putting a pin in that.

underlings are something to consider..

should gensokyo itself play the role of derse and prospit? or should players see their counterparts running around when they go to sleep?

what will denizens be like in realityy?

what is the replacement for the battlefield? originally, i had designed it so you had someone like.. the players gain enough “faith” on their lands to coalesce their planets in a battlefield-like planet in the middle, where they face “the one closest to heaven” (tenshi maybe), and winning gets them the new  universe.. but not sure

a lot of other stuff i haven’t considered

this is where my ideas slightly fizzle out for everything that ISN’T characters, but that comes later

[elpscroll]

Saturday Report 2

I'm a cube with a shotgun, reporting till the wars won, I don't care if cubeland won't take me back!

Man what a second week this was... I had no idea just picking BGs and stuff would take so long... I'm not even done yet.

So yes, this whole week was split into two things, first onewas picking BGs. I made my objective to pick the backgrounds for the main school this week, and that place would require many, since a lot of time is spent there.

But they can't be any school BGs, since this is a VN I'm doing the crazy thing of "actually caring if the places make sense"... at least mostly make sense. That means the outside areas of the school gotta have a place set, the inside areas won't keep changing places and everyone should be able to tell how the school is built.

To help with that, I even made a very high quality map that's not quite finished(Warning, the quality of this map is so high human eyes might not be able to see it).

The second thing I focused on was making some sprite edits! Again, I'm not using ST edits and I'm not using "their uniform". That means this cube that's not that great with editing will be doing some brand new uniform outfits for the crew. Down here you can see what I have cooked so far.

It's just the cube doing all this stuff, so I don't promise the most high quality stuff... But as I've always said before for the scenario, I at least give you a 7/10. I've said this in the ELPS Discord but the school that's currently unnamed will have three uniforms options(One of which is the one Jayden used to wear as you can see up there), plus a fourth option that's the super expensive version that almost no one has. The reason for that is because it's cool, but there's also the secondary reason of giving me more options to do the edits, and hey I need all the help I can get. I guess this is also the first time some of you see how the VN will look. I'm liking how it's going so far. That was all I had to say, I'll see you next Saturday.

[pyromas-fantrolls-archives]

sprite update ?

4/13 trolls got their sprites !! my goal is to do the whole sburb squad with at least 4 sprites each

list in order of who i’ll do first ( as a reminder for me mostly) x=done  :

-Phidea Caecus [x]

-Oursic Cacomb [x]

-Lillic Obscou [x]

-Spetin Chromi[x]

-Slatum Fanact

-Arlfon Fuuion

-Plassi Mariod

-Coelat Sableu

-Psitta Amazee

-Equett Noiset

-Cerrus Fortis

-Rommen Aweary

-Sonell Tareno

[janichroma]

Just finished Valor Mountain!!!!! I am. Emotional. Powerful stuff. My OC already misses everyone (~~especially Adam~~) and GOD, there's a lot of good material in there for writing. It's a lot to take in but... it was all excellent! I felt drained, but that just goes to show I really connected with the game! I can't believe this arc is gonna be even better in the next update (with more Adam content among other things I'm pumped for.) I am so curious about the backstories and histories of the SAVB crew. We know pieces about Saki and some about Val, and I'm curious to learn more! Alright, enough being gay on main. Just curious how you feel when people do runs of the game with their OCs? I made a whole bunch of sprites and stuff, and building my own OC, Gabriel, made me connect and enjoy the game - I can't imagine playing the game without him. It's also fun for me to imagine my OCs relationships with the characters and how he'd approach all these questions and decisions. It makes me connect a whole lot more but I'm curious how it makes you feel as a Dev? (It's also very funny. I made Gabriel a little older when building him, so hearing characters refer to this massive wall of a man as a "kid" is very funny - then again he's a young adult still, he's 21/22 and I can believe many still consider that a kid lmao.) I do sometimes feel a little strange having my OC interact with characters in the game I'll admit. Maybe it's the deep-seated feeling of "cringe" of "OC/Canon" interaction that I just can't let go of. Not that I hate the concept, I personally love seeing people's OCS. Sorry for the long-winded ask! Can't wait to move on to Act 2 soon!

I love and heavily encourage people to play with their OCs! I'm pretty sure there are several hundred Rejuv OCs existing at this point lmao. I don't mind, and there are a few things in game I try to make OC friendly. Of course, the game was conceptualized/made without OC's in mind so some things end up a little weird, but overall I think people still have a positive experience with it.

and dude I dont care about OC/Canon, u got one life u gotta live it!!! Is your OC op as heck? damn, that's cool. Does your OC change the path of the story itself? awesome. Do it all, I don't mind.*

*As long as nothing is offensive or harmful, of course :)

Doesn't need to be said, but yknow.

[cryptid-kratt-kid]

New Wild Martin but He has a good day for once on this blog 😅

Also no beta we die like men.

"Hey Martin! Come look at this!"

Martin looked up from his Switch when he heard his friends calling him. The robotic furry ears Aviva made him twitched curiously, he then looked to the frogs that had congregated on him. "I'll be there in a sec, guys! I gotta say goodbye to these frogs first!" He called back to the others.

He carefully placed the frogs back on the ground one by one, "Bye Ribby, Bye Croaks, Bye Jumpine, Bye Toad, Bye Balsamic Vinegar, Bye Sprite, Bye Lean-"

"Martin! Hurry up!" Chris cut him off. Martin placed the last frog on the ground, "Okay, okay! I'm coming!" But before he left he gave the last frog a tiny headpat, "I love you, Tiana. You're my favorite" he whispered. Tiana didn't seem to care.

He ran through the forest, and back to the headquarters cave. He ducked under Chris' outdated Halloween decorations and into the main room. "What's up?" He asked as his robotic tail began to wag (Yet another one of Aviva's inventions, of course).

The rest of the crew was standing around something, intentionally sheilding it from Martin's view. They all had smiles on their faces, the kind of smile that said, "I have an AMAZING surprise for you and I am VERY bad at hiding it!" .

Now Martin was intrigued. He tilted his head at Chris, hoping his brother would slip up and give away some clues. Chris noticed this, and just giggled before gesturing to Koki.

"So, y'know how me and Aviva went to the carnival last week?" Koki began. "Oh yeah! How was your daaaate~?" Martin teased. Koki waved her hands defensively, and Martin could've sworn she was blushing. "ANYWAY! We won something that we think you'd really like!" She redirected.

"Guess what it is? Go on! Guess!" Aviva chimed in. "It's Green, jumps, and you just got done vibing with some!" Chris added. Martin thought for a moment, and then gasped. "No way, is it?-". The crew moved aside and made, "Ta da!" Poses.

Martin's eyes widened, like he'd been shown the source of all happiness. Before him, sat a 5 1/2 foot tall, squishmallow frog.

Martin could've squealed like a Hollywood girl, and tears of joy began to stream down his face. Was this what true love felt like? Had he died and gone to the good place?

He ran at the frog at full speed and threw himself into its soft, friend-shaped body. "Thank you, Thank you, THANK YOU!!!!! I love him more than life itself! He is my son now! This is my son!" Martin happily sobbed into the plushie, his words were mostly muffled by the fact that his face was burried in a giant frog.

Aviva laughed, "You're very welcome MK. Also, you alright?". She reached out and pat his shoulder. "What are you gonna name them?" Chris asked while climbing ontop of the frog himself.

Martin stared the frog in it's big, love-filled eyes.

"Izuku Midorya. Because this frog, is my hero."

[slushrottweiler]

Reactions to Ch. 5 of Andromeda Six

Because I have to do something with my feelings. This is written out as a Live reaction, coz it matched my other post like this. MILD SPOILER WARNING

Ooohh, Another flashback

A lot of shit happens in this hallway

Dayum, Nerissa is looking good for her age.

Like… suspiciously good. Even if we took the smallest age difference imaginable, and assumed the traveller is the canonical age (21), Nerissa would have to be at least 10 yrs older than MC, if not more.

LOOKING GOOD SIS

Hmm, so Vexx and my sis are buddies *suspicious eyes*

OK my current guess, Vexx has either always been working with Nerissa and she charged him with infiltrating Zovack’s faction, or Zovack sent him to engraciate himself with Nerissa as well as find entry into the palace.

Omg, imagine if Nerissa was Vexx’s target all along, and MC was even more of a convenient method of infiltration… God the ANGST.

Ok, no more theorising, back to game

Vexx, Don’t WINK at me, my sister is right there.

Ok back to the present, and OOOOHHHHH sparring yasss!!

Pin me to the floor LIs

Now how do I choose the style of fighting imma use. Do I pick based on what I think each of my traveller’s would actually prefer, or so I pick based on which style I think will get me into training with my LI???

Well I’m a Ho so… LI training it is.

I kinda wish you got to choose a level of competency you had to the training. I mean, it kinda lets you, but at least two of my three travellers are quite physically capable, if not legit combat ready. I guess that would have been a TON of extra writing…

Damon: Holy shit you flirty bastard. We’re just throwing subtlety out the window aren’t we. God I’m way too into this jerk

Aya: Lordy, I cannot choose which flirt option is more spicy, but I gotta admit, calling her My Girl got my heart pumping

Calderon: Ummm… excuse me but did the grumpy captain just admit that he wants to fuck me? That’s not subtle holy fuck

Bash: another one where i cannot decide which option to chose. All I know is I want this tin man to RUIN me. I also really like that I gave my Bash-main traveller he/him pronouns. Idk but it makes it better for me.

June: I swear to god, this guy is perfect switch bait. I oscillate wildly between wanting to make him blush ridiculously and wanting him to pin to the closest flat surface.

Vexx: I’m kinda sad I don’t get to have any flirty sparring with my fav carrot boy. I also kinda wish he was at every training group just so he can see how much traveller has grown

NEVERMIND I got my soft Vexx flirt options.

Fuck those are too damn cute for my fav feral traitor boy

I knew they fucked with his head, but I do kinda wish his negative actions were not so explicitly tied to the re-wiring of his brain. Like, he’s turning into a very redeemed good guy

Wait… are we terrorists now?

I think we might be terrorists

Holy shit June

Things got dark REAL Fast

That CG is fucking WICKED.

June bug, you are a literal cinnamon roll of sweetness and sunshine baby let me hold you its gonna be ok

If I every meet your ‘mother’ I’m going to gut her. Just you wait

This is a very light Bash and Aya episode today. I’m kinda hoping they get their time to shine in the next few chapters. But we’ve already been to Bash’s home world, so I do hope he gets a chapter to be the star

And of course Vexx was only working with Zovack for noble reasons…

I was hoping he was out for revenge on the doctor that fucked with his head, or maybe he was looking for notes and documents about what they did to him. Different direction but not bad at all

No, I don’t wanna leave him. It feels so wrong. My June traveller would really have liked to have stayed, even just in the hallway

Wait… did he remember these bombshells before and just kept mum about it, or did he just remember since Ry has been helping him + trauma?

Either way, i need to scoop up this fox and give him pats

That crying sprite is making me FEEL things

Run away run away run away

Lol, I’m with Ry, that was a terrible entrance Damon

YAASSSSS! Traveller Kick some ASS

Oh shit…

THE FINAL ROMANCE OPTION CHOICE

I have multiple save files imma chose them all.

Damon:

omg I called him “the bastard”, we know him so well

My hero, the stabby lad

KISS ME KISS ME

Yassss battlefield make out

Awww he looks so in love in this CG

I knew he’d be a tease but omg.The dialogue exchange between these two is *chefs kiss*

Ayame:

how is she holding me up

Dayum babe, you’re strong for such a tiny person

Fuck can I kiss her again

Awww, baby, you’re too cute

I wanna scoop her up and spin her I’m so happy

Calderon:

He calls me stowaway <3 <3 <3

He’s so mad at me holy shit

Kiss me you moron!

Wow, that was way smoother than I thought it would be

Pin me to the tree captain!!!

Get lost again, I’ll only get lost in your eyes

Bash:

Robot BF to the rescue

He looks so worried about me awwww baby boy

Even his Kiss is cute goddamnit bash

How is he so damn cute, yet so damn sexy

This isn’t fair. You’re not fair bash

June:

you are handling this a lot better than I expected June bug, given the amount of shit you’ve been through today

Superstrength is quite handy

Holy… *swoon*

Traveller.exe has stopped working

Once again, I don’t know if I want to ruin you or let you wreck me.

Stop pushing my switch buttons Juni

Vexx:

oh so you remembered you were my bodyguard huh

He’s yelling at me and all i wanna do is kiss his dumb face

So I did and it was AMAZING

The whole crew has got to be so sus about traveller going missing with just Vexx. Like… that’s gotta raise some concerned

Oh no… the CG… its so beautiful

I demand more kisses Vexx. Kiss my broken heart better

I really wanna write this out with my non-canon traveller, just to make it work in my HCs. It’ll be so fun

Big Twist

HOLY SHIT

[heartsywritesthethings]

Tickling! Plus Ultra! 5 (End)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

The class of 1-A was quickly transported over to Momo Yaoyorozu’s mansion after both Bakugo and Deku were taken from the villains. They all had bags with their clothes and other items with them, standing in the middle of the foyer awkwardly. Even Momo seemed to be awkwardly standing around, even though this was her house. Sure, he had a few of the students over before, but never in a situation like this. Bakugo was being more distant than usual, not even standing near Kirishima like he usually did. Deku was smiling, but it was strained. Even Kirishima who was usually their spot of light in darkness, seemed to have a cloud over his head. 

“Alright, everyone, let’s get everyone settled and…uh…” Momo said, shifting awkwardly from foot to foot. She took a deep breath before leading everyone to their rooms. 

“We should try and play a game to get everyone’s spirits up before we fall asleep.” Iida said, though the steam had left his voice. All of that running around had really taken the wind out of him. 

“I…I think I’m a little too tired for our kinds of games tonight, guys.” Deku said, rubbing at his sides absently. All of the tickling from both their games and…especially since Toga had really done a number on his ticklish nerve endings. He wasn’t exactly ready for another round. 

“‘Night.” Bakugo said curtly. He stepped into a room and closed the door behind him. The other students of 1-A heard the lock click and that was about it. 

“Guess he’s tired.” Kirishima hummed to himself. He stared at the door a moment longer, wanting to go in and help Kacchan. It couldn’t feel good being attacked and kidnapped so many times by the league of villains. He couldn’t even imagine what those villains must have done and said to him.

“Well, everyone else is going to have to share bedrooms. I’ll take the couch in the main room since Bakugo took a room to himself.” Momo said with a small sigh. Not that she could blame him, but it still wasn’t entirely fair for him to just lock himself in some random house.

“Don’t worry about it, Momo! Since you were so nice to let us stay in your house, I’ll take the couch.” Kirishima said with a charming smile. Momo thought about it for a moment before shrugging. She was absolutely exhausted after making so many things on such a short notice earlier tonight. 

“Alrighty then. The rest of you can follow me.” Momo said, waving for the rest of the class to shuffle behind her.

On the couch, Kirishima checked his phone for just about the millionth time. He was waiting for Bakugo to finally tell him that he was alright. A meme. A link to a Youtube channel. Anything. When nothing came across, he decided to put matters into his own hands. In the Bakugo Squad Group chat (Chaos Crew), he decided to share the code for the game that Bakugo couldn’t say no to.

QWTRZ - Among us code.

Kirishima’s red character ran around the lobby as he waited for his friends to join. 

A pink character with a flower named SlimePrincess joined.

A yellow character with the dum sticker named ChargeBolt joined.

A white character with the floppy brown hat named 0 joined.

A purple character with a red beanie named EarJackD joined.

Kirishima chewed on his bottom lip as he waited. If they waited much longer, then they would be kicked for inactivity. Damn…Bakugo must really be in a bad mood if he didn’t want to play a game where he could slaughter his friends.

An orange character with an egg on top named ExplosionMrdr joined.

Kirishima smiled at his screen and began the game. The little sprites began running around the map and Kiri’s character stuck with Bakugo’s. He wished that there was a way he could chat with him within the game, but just sticking with him was good enough. 

Well, that was until the little orange guy turned around and stabbed him in the back. Kirishima pouted at his screen. Just like Bakugo to kill him first thing in the game. 

As a ghost, Kirishima’s character followed Bakugo’s around the map as he jumped in and out of vents and slashed at passersby. It was a short game and an absolute slaughterhouse. The very last crewmate who was left alive as the game ended had been Sero. 

The next game, it was Kirishima who was the Imposter. He followed Bakugo around, ready to kill at a moment’s notice. As he did, Bakugo’s character ran to the button and pressed it. 

What the hell?

ExplosionMrdr: it’s ****** hair.

SlimePrincess: Proof?

0: Proof?

ChargeBolt: Where?

EarJackD: No one died, Denki.

EarJackD: Kinda sus.

ExplosionMrdr: u idiots its literally **** hair

ExplosionMrdr voted.

0: Anyone wanna follow me to Medbay? I gotta get scanned.

RedR10t: Ill go with u

ChargeBolt: How do I vent like pink did?

EarJackD: im voting denki. Sus af.

EarJackD voted.

ChargeBolt voted.

RedR10t voted.

SlimePrincess voted.

0 voted.

No One was Ejected. (1) Imposter remains. 

The game continued. Kirishima followed Bakugo again, but this time decided to turn off the lights and then kill Bakugo’s character in front of the medbay. No one saw because of the lowered lights.

There was a frustrated yell that the entire mansion could hear. Bakugo stormed out of his room and the sound of his pounding footsteps grew louder and louder. Kirishima stared at his phone screen as he heard his impending doom get closer and closer to him.

Bakugo grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him to his feet.

“Is it you? Are you the imposter?” Bakugo yelled in his face.

Wait, what?

“U-uh, it’s just a game, dude and I didn’t mean to kill you–” Kirishima stammered. This was definitely not the reaction he had wanted. Sure, the frustrated scream and the storming out of the room was something he wanted, but this seemed like something more.

“Did you sell us out, shitty hair? Did you tell that stupid group of low lives what we were up to?” Bakugo yelled, almost as if he didn’t even hear anything that Kirishima had said. 

“Dude, what are you talking about?” Kirishima asked, putting his hand on Bakugo’s wrist. It was a small gesture, but Bakugo retracted his hand. Bakugo ran his hands through his hair in stress.

“Just fucking tell me if it’s you. You can’t keep lying to my fucking face.” Bakugo continued, his voice trembling. Small sounds of footsteps could be heard as the others in the class peeked out of their rooms to see what all of the commotion was about. Kirishima frowned and took Bakugo’s wrist and led him into a different room. 

“Alright, dude. What is going on? I’m sorry for killing you in the game, but this is a little much.” Kirishima said. He reached out and placed a hand on Bakugo’s shoulder, but he pulled away. 

“There’s someone here, shitty hair. Someone here that could have sold us out. Could still be selling us out! It could be you for all I fucking know!” Bakugo yelled, pointing an accusatory finger in Kirishima’s direction. 

The red head sighed, a look of pity crossing his face. Whatever those villains had said to him…they made him think that there was some kind of traitor among the UA students. With how many times they had been caught and Bakugo had been kidnapped…it would make sense to a degree. 

“Kacchan…look at me.” Kirishima said, stepping closer to Bakugo.

“Don’t get close to me!” Bakugo said, flinching away from his friend. He looked away from the red head, his body shaking all over. Kirishima took the risk of getting burned and wrapped his arms around Bakugo, hugging him as tightly as he could.

“Katuski…please. Take a deep breath, man.” Kirishima said softly. 

Ever so slowly, Bakugo melted into the embrace. He wrapped his arms around Kirishima’s waist and buried his head in Kirishima’s neck. 

“That bastard…whoever it is in this dumbass class…I’ll kill them.” Bakugo grumbled. Kirishima shook his head, squeezing Bakugo closer to him. 

Having been taken hostage so many times has really gotten to him. After being beaten around and taken away from his friends so many times, it was perfectly reasonable that some trust issues towards his friends would start to surface.

“None of us would do that to you, man. Seriously. You may be loud and obnoxious, but everyone in this class thinks of you as a friend.” Kirishima said, resting his hand on the back of Bakugo’s head. He could feel something wet against the shoulder of his shirt and he just knew that Bakugo was…crying. It broke his heart. 

“There’s…someone here, Kiri. They’re going to take us down from the inside. It’s so damn stupid.” Bakugo wheezed, clawing at the back of Kirishima’s shirt. Kirishima sighed heavily, feeling tears of his own in his eyes as he held his friend. It really broke his heart to see Kacchan like this. This hurt. 

“No one is out to get you, Bakugo. Even if they are, I-I’ll protect you, okay?” Kirishima told him. He meant every word of it too. He pat his hand against Bakugo’s back and pulled away ever so slightly.

“Come on, let’s go to bed, okay?” He said. 

Bakugo pulled away and wiped his face wildly with his shirt. 

“Whatever. Yeah, sure. You should probably sleep in a bed, dumbass.” He grumbled and turned to walk back up to the room that he had stormed out of. Kirishima sniffled and wiped his own tears from his face. He snatched up his phone and his bag of stuff as he walked up to the bedroom. Once inside, Bakugo threw himself on the bed with very little grace. Kirishima set his stuff down on a nearby bedside and crawled into the bed as well. Once he did, Bakugo slowly pulled himself by Kirishima’s side. He rested his head on Kirishima’s shoulder, threw an arm around his waist, and tangled their legs together. Kirishima couldn’t help but smile as the blonde got himself comfortable. 

“Despite everything, I’m glad the class got to know your special weakness. Now I can tickle you out in the open,” Kirishima said, sliding his fingertips up and down Bakugo’s back. Bakugo squirmed slightly, but he didn’t remove himself from Kirishima’s side.

“Bet your ass that I’ll kill you tomorrow. You won’t escape my wrath.” Bakugo grumbled, pushing his face further against Kirishima’s shoulder.

“Plus ultra?” Kirishima teased and tweaked a couple of Bakugo’s ribs. 

“Pluhus Ultra.” Bakugo chuckled. 

Kirishima hummed softly and pressed his lips against the top of Bakugo’s head in a soft kiss. 

“Shut up and go to sleep, shitty hair.” Bakugo said. Kirishima let his fingers drag up and down Bakugo’s back just a few strokes longer before he slowly drifted off to sleep.

12/25

 -Ga!babe

[galaxyacerodoesart]

Since writting my FireKnight AU Fanfic, i had in mind some different design for the characters since...well, It IS and AU pfff

And since the fic IS getting more attention than i ever thought It would, i decided "why not actually share SOME of those designs", of the main crew at least.

Now, doing Full pics would probably take too long soooo I Just did some attempt at Sprite editing pfff

Well, i used official sprites as base and then draw on top of it...That's... that can be consider Sprite edit, right?! :'v anyway...

Here you have Knight, Fire Spirit, Angel and Devil in my "To be a mortal among Gods" fanfic! Angel and Devil haven't made their debut yet, but they will soon-ish, so i wanted to draw them as well.

Some outfits have explanations behind them, BUT that would be spoilers soooo.. gotta wait to see 👀

And If you wanna read the fanfic, Just click HERE!

[lavendertrash39]

HERE WE GO FOLKS, TIME FOR SOME HORRIBLE GRAMMAR AND RAMBLING.

This is what I think Imposter Factory is going to be like (also feel free to drop your theories below :P)

SO, I discussed in a post about how in the trailer it says “end of a world” and not “end of the world” and thinking that that world was Neil’s machine. We see at the end of the teaser trailer Eva gets a call (I think from Roxie) and it cuts off after she says “NEIL WHAT?” or something like that. I think that the interaction went somewhat like Roxie rambling about the fact that something’s wrong with Neil having to do with a Sigcorp Machine. That is THAT world. They are unable to enter into it, so they must destroy it without hurting him. Now, to the name.  Strange isn’t it? Imposter Factory, well (I can't remember the username) someone said on Youtube that they thought that the girl and Quincy could be Johnny and Faye, Johnny not looking the same because of a Hazy memory. Faye not looking the same because either same reasons or she’s a master of disguise. That goes into italics. You know these things that make you sound really calming or suspicious hehe. Well in the description of Imposter factory, it always says Quincy, not just Quincy. This could imply that Quincy is not indeed Quincy. He is an imposter of Johnny, and the girl is an imposter of Faye.

Okay quick break between this so I don’t have to be consistent because this is basically a bunch of jumbled ideas written down: you know the tape recorder? Well I’ve seen many things that say that it’s so he can tell the difference between reality and fantasy. Why did I put reality in bold? Lol I’m having fun with weird formatting, but also because A reality without me. In that, we hear the sounds that came with the tape recorder and if you heard those three annoying off key notes then they weren’t annoying, its one of the main patterns of notes in Bestest Detectives. There also could be a thing where he starts having trouble knowing if he’s in a machine or not, which could actually make him probably more emotional during the cases. 

Alrighty more out of context-ness. Did you notice the other person besides the girl on the cover art for Imposter Factory? I didn’t until I read a post about it. It looks like a guy’s shillouette (I can’t spell the word I’m sorry). That person in the background could be Quincy, but what if it was Neil? It seems like a dark area, maybe Eva and Roxie tried to get in contact with Neil through Faye. So she takes him to a secluded dark area to try to tell him that this place isn’t real and try to make him remember. Maybe even bringing out the tape recorder, and playing the audio files from the Christmas Party we saw him taking. 

Okay, so I’ve been trying to get one of my friends into this fandom for a while and she watched it and wasn't a fan, but she still enjoys hearing me talk about it and when I showed her art (lol she said she wished it focussed on Neil and Eva more instead of Johnny and River or Colin and his crew of emotional instability). Whenever I was freaking out about a reality without me and I noticed how it said IF for the initials. She then came up with the idea of IF Neil never died, which plays along with that time machine thing that Quincy finds in the bathroom (which actually could be Neil’s machine now that I think of it). So it goes into this reality where Neil never died and Eva and him get married. Then it’s the end of that world, and a reality without me plays because she has to live in a world without him. Then again, that doesn’t really touch on the almost ENTIRETY of Minisode two with the two Evas and all that. Basically, I think it’s going to be focused on the IF since y’know that's what's highlighted, and it’ll use the time machine (or Neil’s machine) and a lot of bullshit happens. 

Something else is the fact that there's people seen at Neil and Eva’s wedding killed by presumably long cat (he was too long to be trusted), there's the two Evas, there's the fact Kan Gao said “the only way to not spoil this story is to mislead” when he posted to chase a murderer, and finally, there's the weird naked Neil sprites Kan Gao posted saying “doing some important work”

I really don’t know about the last one it was posted like A YEAR ago and uh yeah long cat seems like something Neil would create. Oh can we talk about the fact that there's only Sigcorp employees and those like 2 other people I think at the wedding. Like I wouldn’t be surprised if Neil’s family didn’t come (maybe his mom did...? idk I have a lot of theories) but Eva’s? Like AT LEAST her sister would come, and she seems to be close with her family. It just throws me off a bit.  OKAY I GOTTA DO HOMEWORK ANY QUESTIONS OR COMMENTS I WILL TRY TO ANSWER BUT IM LOW KEY FAILING SCHOOL BYEEEE

IM ADDING TO IT A DAY LATER

(I’m so sorry this is so long)

Okay so I talked about the fact that that theory basically explains nothing having to do with Minisode two besides the brief mention of the tape recorder, but I think I got something. What if Quincy for some reason is one of the workers at the wedding after party Neil and Eva have, so the time machine is Neil’s machine. I talked about that already, but what if that little cut of Eva in that one machine at the end of the Minisode is her using his ‘time machine’ to go to a time IF Neil never died. Then there's also something about Faye being in Neil’s memories at one point because we see her dress straps on that motorcycle scene in FP and you hear the sound of a memory reset and Neil forget something he just said which is creepy af, so idk about that.

I don't know this is such a confusing game series and I have no idea what’s going to happen.

[plateauofmemories]

buanyway as I obsessively play the talent development plan mode (+monokuma’s test) I can’t not think about an au that’s basically that but More because I have a problem. Thoughts so far:

-So like the Talent Development Plan everyone’s just students at HPA, and there’s no despair apocalypse. But everyone’s in the same year (I assume that’s the implication of being able to talk to any of them throughout the whole 3 years).

-HPA is still studying talent but like, they’re less bonkers about it. Like, still maybe a bit ethically questionable at times, but definitely not conducting illegal human experiments in the basement this time. But they will happily teach other people’s former human experiment subjects. Also, rules about ultimate talents are a little more lax - you can have multiple people with the same shsl title. And we’re gonna say there’s one shsl luck per homeroom instead of just per year.

-For our characters’ year there are 4 homerooms, 16 students per homeroom.

-Classroom A is the NDRV3 gang, with the shsl versions of themselves being the real versions of themselves. Some changes to backstories are in order - like Kirumi is still a super maid but she’s probably not the de-facto prime minister of Japan, and like i’m keeping in my order for the same changes to kork’s background that I ranted about before, etc - but they’re personalities are basically the same. Rantaro is the class’s shsl luck since survivor isn’t an applicable position, but he still does a shsl amount of traveling and adventuring. Maki is definitely listed as the shsl child caregiver. Miu is probably actually an augmented human but records on illegal experiments are sketchy at best.

-Classroom A is definitely barely contained chaos at all times, with Kaito and/or Kaede doing most of the containing. “Or” because neither of them are immune to being baited into the fray. Homeroom teacher is Koichi Kizakura, which is no help in controlling the situation.

-Classroom C is the SDR2 crew, -Hajime and +Sato (who is not in the goddamn reserve course goddamnit). Chiaki’s a real person a la DR3. I hated that and them being one homeroom class in DR3 but this plot isn’t going to DR1/SDR2 so it’s fine.

-Chisa is their homeroom teacher. Class C is a lively and dynamic bunch, and they most notably have most serious drama. When someone has a problem with someone else shit gets real really really fast.

-Classroom B is my B-sides, aka hpa students from other DR media that I want in here. Hajime and Izuru are not actually B-sides but they’re in this class. otherwise, current roster includes Yasuke Matsuda, the weird octuplets from dr0 but they only count as one student because they are pretending to be one student as the shsl bodyguard, the student council president from dr0, ryota mitarai, and natsumi kuzuryu (who is also definitely not in the reserve course!! Fuck you!). Also, I don’t actually know anything about what’s canon for santa shikiba, but unless something makes me decide otherwise I’m gonna stick him in here. Also, in naegi makoto’s worst day ever or whatever that was called, there was a female student originally selected to be shsl luck instead of him, and I don’t know if she actually had a name but in any case I’m gonna use that tiny bit of obscure trivia to build a character to be this class’s shsl luck. Which brings me to 9 people, so I’ve still gotta come up with some - probably gonna review the student council to pull some from there, and also see if I can think of anyone else.

-Hajime and Izuru are different people for the sake of having them both available like in the talent development plan. Though i haven’t actually played as either of them, so I don’t know if there’s any sort of explanation given/if they’re ever implied to exist at the same time. Current convoluted story I’ve come up with for my au is they’re identical twins, and they were born conjoined at the head. At some point they were surgically separated and Hajime was fine, but Izuru was not. At which point some sketchy (but incredibly skilled) neuroscientist on the surgery team was like, hey, this is the perfect opportunity. And so maybe he kidnaps Izuru after faking his death or maybe not but in any case he DOES step in to try save Izuru’s brain but also like, make him a superhuman genius talent machine at the same time, because why not. I’m thinking the kidnapping thing because maybe it’s a longer experiment that involves multiple surgeries and raising the kid in a specific way and also changing his name to izuru kamukura before he’s eventually stopped and izuru is returned to his birth family and it’s all very awkward. But anyway, the other point is that Hajime still doesn’t have a shsl talent, but he gets an exception to attend HPA’s main course because this is the more lax HPA and if there’s anything better for research than and augmented genius human, it’s an augmented genius human with a non-augmented identical twin. It’s still maybe a bit too convoluted though. Also I haven’t decided if they wear the normal HPA uniform or if Hajime has to wear the reserve course uniform and so Izuru wears it too, because fuck you (and then in the meta level I get 2 maintain that classic izuru aesthetic).

-Idk who the homeroom teacher is for Class B but former hpa student Miaya Gekkogahara is definitely employed as an assistant teacher for them. It is definitely on purpose that the ex-shsl therapist and the shsl neurologist are in the classroom with Izuru and Hajime. Anyway, other students sometimes find this class intimidating/scary, but that’s just because there are several intense aloof/arrogant assholes in the class and one snake person, or snerson, that seems capable of being in too many places at once.

-Classroom D is just the DR1 gang. I can’t decide if Junko is like herself but not obsessed with despair or if she’s like herself but not determined to cause the apocalypse, just invested in her personal despair. Also mukuro definitely gets to attend class as herself, not disguised as Junko like in the talent development plan that did not want to make her a new set of sprites just for their bonus game.

-Their homeroom teacher is the phys. ed teacher that makes a couple appearances in DR3. Class D notably becomes a very close friend group. The other students mostly don’t notice day-to-day, except if a) you go to talk to someone in their homeroom before class begins and you have this inexplicable feeling like you’re intruding or b) it’s the school festival or some other event that pits homeroom-based teams against each other. Class D gets reeeeaaaaallly intense at these competitions (and works together frighteningly smoothly).

[ladycadencetalle]

@honorablescythecurie this is 2755 words long

as usual please don't rb or say anything until it's posted on main-

Gina was pissed, to say the least. Stupid, oblivious Leo, and stupid, oblivious her. What a pair.

Leo had always been oblivious, so she really couldn’t blame him, but it was her mistakes that really set her off. Sure, they were her mistakes, but that didn’t make them sting less.

Put it out of your mind. That’s over now, and now we can… try again.

After they’d left, she and Sammie had decided that they should go to Gina’s, just to hang out. The only reason Gina had agreed was because she knew her dad had taken her youngest siblings to their grandma’s, and the oldest two of her younger siblings wouldn’t bother her. They might have even gone over to a friend’s house, leaving the Weathers residence vacant.

“So, what did you think? Salt & Pepper, it was good, right?” she asked, hoping to break the tension that had formed.

“Yeah, it was pretty good! Leo was right, the mocha was pretty good.”

She knew Sammie didn’t mean any harm, but hearing Leo’s name brought a bitter taste to Gina’s mouth. She did her best to swallow it before asking, “Have you ever dyed your hair?”

So she was taking the easy way out of discussing what had happened at the café. There was nothing wrong with that, especially because Gina wasn’t entirely sure what had happened, but they didn’t need to talk about it. Right now, she needed a distraction, something guaranteed.

“Uh, no, I haven’t,” Sammie admitted. “I never had the chance, I guess.”

“How would you feel about maybe, I dunno, doing that at my house?” Gina asked. “I’ve got a couple colours. I accidentally bought some for light hair, too, so that’s been sitting in my closet for a while now.”

Sammie hesitated. Gina could tell she wanted to, but still. It wasn’t something most people did on the fly. Changing your colour was one thing, but doing it for the first time was usually a bigger decision.

“You don’t have to,” Gina added. “Or we can do just like, a little bit. Streaks or ends or-” She gasped. “Under layer would look so good!”

With that, Sammie seemed won over. “Why not? What colours do you have?”

“For light hair, I think pink and blue. And then I have some that’s for darker hair, purple and green and red. And brown. I dunno. Probably pink or blue for you.”

“Pink, for sure.”

“Good, because we’re here,” Gina said as they pulled into her driveway. She quickly parked outside and hopped out of the car. “Do you want a soda or something? We’ve got some in the garage.”

She led Sammie into the garage and to an old, white fridge. Sammie pulled it open and Gina grabbed a Sprite. “Go on, you can take something.”

Sammie grabbed a Sprite of her own before closing the fridge. Gina then pulled open the door to the back hall, a tiny doorway that led into the kitchen. “Shoes on or off?” Sammie asked.

“Either one,” Gina said. “I keep mine in my room.” She then bolted upstairs. “My room’s up here.”

As Gina walked down the narrow hallway, she suddenly felt very… inadequate. Everything seemed too small, too dirty, too embarrassing. It never felt like this when Mally or Andre were over, because they’d been coming over since they were little. But somehow, Sammie seeing it for the first time as a high schooler, the most judgemental group of people on the planet, terrified Gina. What if this was it? Maybe Sammie would stop hanging out with her. Plus, there was the added terror of having your crush see your bedroom. That usually didn’t happen so early, did it?

Gina ran out of time to go over worst-case scenarios as she opened her bedroom door. Luckily, she’d cleaned up a bit before going to pick Sammie up, so it wasn’t too bad. Her bed was made, there were no dirty underwear on the floor, and the dresser was organised.

“Aww, your room is so cute!” Sammie said as Gina stepped out of the way to let her in. “The nail polish is so fun!” She pointed to the row that Gina had lined up in colour order. There were only maybe a dozen bottles, but they took up a decent amount of room on her dresser.

“Thanks,” Gina said as she internally sighed a sigh of relief. “Maybe we can paint our nails later, if we have time.”

“That would be fun,” Sammie agreed.

Gina could tell that there was something Sammie wasn’t saying, but she decided not to push. “Okay, here’s the hair dye,” she said as she opened her closet and grabbed a small plastic basket off the floor. “Here’s the pink.”

She tossed the box to Sammie, who caught it with ease. “Should we do this in the bathroom, and do you have some old towels?”

“Yeah, they’re right here.” She reached into her closet again and grabbed two stained towels. “I know they look gross but they’re clean, I promise. I just washed them.”

“That’s okay,” Sammie said as she took one of the towels from Gina. “Here, you put the basket away. Where’s your bathroom?”

“Right next door, first door on the right,” Gina said, sliding the basket back and closing her small closet. She followed Sammie into the bathroom.

“Okay, what’s first?” asked Sammie as she opened the box.

“You should wash your hair. I can do that in the sink, and then I have some clips in the sink so we only dye the bottom layer.”

“Alright, I’m doing this!” Sammie said as she placed one of the towels around her neck like a cape.

“We’re doing this! Here, I’m gonna go grab a chair so you can sit by the sink,” Gina said. She ran back downstairs to the garage, grabbed an old folding chair, and brought it back up. When she got back to the bathroom, she found that Sammie had found a handful of hair clips in a drawer and had pulled the gloves out of the box.

“Here.” She set the chair down facing the wall. “Sit.”

Sammie sat as Gina grabbed her shampoo and conditioner from the shower. She put them on the counter next to the sink and turned the water on. “Sit back so your hair’s actually in the sink.”

Gina could see Sammie hesitate. “Hey, it’s not too late to chicken out. I still haven’t been able to do Mally’s. You’re fine if you don’t wanna do it.”

“No, I wanna,” Sammie said. “I’m just nervous.”

“Don’t be! This stuff is only semi-permanent anyways, so it won’t last for more than six weeks, if you wash it the same amount as usual.”

Gina could see Sammie take a deep breath before sitting back. “Let’s go!”

She placed Sammie’s hair in the sink and started washing it. “So, how do you like it here?”

“I like it. It’s different from where I lived before, but I like the people here. I think I found a good group, y’know?”

“Yeah, I get that,” Gina said as she started adding shampoo. “Good crew. I’ve known Mally and Andre since elementary school. I think we’re all pretty likeable.”

“Yeah, and the other people in my classes are nice, too,” Sammie said. “Not that I’d hang out with most of them, but they’re nice.”

“Mhm,” Gina said absentmindedly as she rinsed the shampoo and started combing conditioner through Sammie’s hair.

“I can’t wait to just get to know more people, you know? Like I’ve been talking with some of my other classmates and I forgot how fun it is to talk to different people and get their perspectives on things.”

“Yeah,” Gina agreed. “Sit up, your hair is clean. I gotta dry it a bit.”

Sammie leaned forward in the chair as Gina pulled the towel that was sitting on her shoulders up to rub her hair dry. “I’m overall liking it here. I was nervous, but everyone has been really nice and no one’s really bullied me or anything.”

“Yeah, most of the people at our school are nice. It’s actually not too bad. I’ve heard South is way more toxic than our school.” Gina grabbed the clips and then pulled a comb out of one of the drawers. “Hold these,” she said, handing the clips to Sammie. She then ran the comb around Sammie’s head, grabbing the top section with one hand and a clip with the other. “Turn around, does that look good?”

“Yeah, that’s not too much,” Sammie said as she looked in the mirror.

“Okay, I’m gonna straighten out the part there then. Uh, you can continue what you were saying,” Gina said as Sammie turned back to face the wall.

“It’s just a decent environment, better than my old school. Even the worst people here are generally better than at my old school.”

“Yeah,” Gina said. “Okay, hair dye next. You ready?”

“Do it.”

“Okay,” Gina said as she slid on the gloves and opened the package of dye. She mixed it up and started scooping small handfuls onto Sammie’s hair. “Yeah, I’d say the worst person at our school is probably Logan, and she’s pretty bad, so the people at your school must have been terrible.”

“She’s not that bad,” Sammie said. “She’s in my English, and she seems pretty nice.”

“Trust me, she’s not.” Gina combed her fingers through Sammie’s hair. “She’s rude and a bully.”

“Huh, I haven’t seen that,” Sammie admitted. “She seems pretty… normal, I guess.”

“Don’t hang out with her, trust me. Mally and Andre can vouch for me. Just don’t.”

“Okay, I guess I can do that.”

They sat in silence, Gina combing her fingers through Sammie’s hair to make sure it was fully covered. “Your hair looks good, now we wait,” she said, pulling the gloves off and throwing them in the garbage next to the toilet. “Uh, do you wanna do nails while we wait?”

“Sure,” Sammie said. “I can do yours, if you go grab colours.”

Gina nodded before heading back to her room. That was… strange, right? How Sammie had talked about Logan? What was up with the two of them, anyways? Gina wasn’t sure, but hopefully it was just a misunderstanding on Sammie’s part. Logan was bad news, and the two of them hanging out was worse news.

She grabbed a couple colours; sparkly black and her favourite purple. She brought them back to the bathroom and sat down on the floor in front of Sammie. She’d been doing something on her phone while Gina was in her room, and Gina sat for a moment before she put her phone away. “Sorry, I had to respond to a couple messages.”

“That’s okay. Here, here’s my colours.” She put one hand up and Sammie opened the bottle of purple. She started applying the colour with an ease Gina had never been able to master.

“Here, we can listen to music,” Gina said as she pulled her phone out of her pocket with her free hand. She opened her Spotify and scrolled through her playlists until she found one that wouldn’t totally embarrass her.

“Oh, this is a bop,” she said as the first song came on.

“Oh, yeah!” Sammie said, grinning. She started singing along. “You would not believe your eyes…”

Gina joined in. “If ten million fireflies…”

“Lit up the world as I fell asleep,” they sang in unison. They sang the whole song, relishing each other’s company. By the time the song was over, the first coat on Gina’s nails was finished, and Sammie was on the second coat.

“That was good,” Sammie said, almost breathless.

“Yeah,” Gina laughed. “Ooh, this next one is good. I’ve been cheated by you since I don’t know when…”

“So I made up my mind, it must come to an end,” Sammie joined in. She finished the final coat of polish on Gina’s nails before the song ended.

“Alright, your nails are done, just let them dry and we can rinse my hair.”

“The bottom drawer on your left, there’s a hair dryer. We can dry my nails faster,” Gina said. She paused the music as Sammie plugged it in. She put her hands out in front of her as Sammie turned it on and aimed it at Gina’s nails.

They sat in relative silence, the only noise being the hair dryer. Not quite silence, but one sound enveloping the small room. After about five minutes, Sammie turned it off and said, “Try that.”

Gina tentatively touched her pinky nail. “Dry,” she said, standing up. “Now for your hair.”

She turned the sink back on as Sammie leaned back once more. Gina combed her fingers through Sammie’s hair, turning the water in the sink bright pink. After a few minutes of rinsing, she said, “I think you’re good. Let’s blow it dry.”

Sammie handed her the dryer from where it had been sitting in her lap. Gina switched it on and started blow drying her friend’s hair. She pulled the clip out and ran her fingers through until she determined it was dry. Gina turned off the hair dryer and unplugged it. “Ready for the final reveal?”

Sammie nodded with a nervous smile. She stood up and turned around. “Oh my gosh I love it!” she cried. “It’s so beautiful! Thank you!”

Gina smiled. “It turned out nicely,” she said. “Not gonna lie, I was a bit nervous too.”

“You were?” Sammie asked. “You did it so well! I can’t stop looking at it!”

“Ah, it was nothing. But my nails! You made it look so easy! I always get it all over my fingers and then have to wipe it off.”

“I did my nails a lot in middle school.”

“Makes sense.” They stood in awkward silence for a moment before Gina added, “We should clean this up, and it’s getting late. I can drive you home.”

“Yeah, you’re right. A ride would be great.” Sammie grabbed the towel and the chair and asked, “Where do these go?”

“Uh, the towel can go on the hook behind the door there,” Gina pointed. “And the chair goes in the garage. Do you mind taking it down there while I finish cleaning up the garbage?”

Sammie nodded and took the chair downstairs. Gina grabbed the rest of the garbage, threw it away, and brought the nail polish and the rest of the hair dye back to her room. She set them on her dresser and ran downstairs.

“C’mon, let’s go,” she said to Sammie as she entered the garage. She hopped in the driver’s seat as Sammie climbed in next to her.

“This was fun,” Sammie said Gina started backing out.

“Yeah, it was.” Gina realised this was the perfect time to admit something that had been pulling at her stomach all week. “Uh, Sammie, uh, I dunno how to say this. It’s only been, what, a week since you came, but I really-” She stopped herself and swallowed.

“I like you.”

The words hung there, suspended between them for what felt like an eternity. Gina couldn’t take her eyes off the road, wouldn't let herself. She was scared, but she couldn't take the words back.

Sammie gulped loudly enough for Gina to hear before saying, “I think I might like you.”

They didn’t live far apart, and that short ride had already brought them into Sammie’s driveway. Gina parked and neither girl said anything. She turned to face Sammie and saw Sammie staring at her.

Gina could see Sammie unbuckle her seatbelt, but nothing could have prepared her for Sammie to lean over and kiss her. It was so sudden, she hadn’t even registered what was happening until it was over. Sammie had opened the door and was climbing out of the car.

“Bye!” she called as she slammed the door shut and ran into the house, and just like that, she was gone.

Gina sat there, absolutely shocked. Of all the things she had expected to happen that day, that was not one of them. But Ssmmie had disappeared inside. There was nothing for Gina to do except drive home and hold the secret tight. That experience, that moment, was going to stay in this car, and Gina couldn't do anything about it, so she didn’t try to fight it. Instead, she drove home and tried not to think about it. After all, what else could she do?

[crazedattractionff-blog]

Chapter 9

It was finally Saturday, this whole week was crazy. I still can’t believe Chris gave me head, I thought it wasn’t real, but when a bitch woke up to find hickies in between her thighs, it let me know that it happened. I will say this though, I haven’t told anyone, and I don’t plan on it. I’ll just keep it between Chris and I because it’s nobody else’s business, but ours. 

All I know is that it won’t be happening again, it just won’t.

“Aye, you comin?” I heard his raspy voice come through my opened door, I looked up to see him leaning against my threshold, bottom lip embedded into his teeth. I heaved in a breath before nodding.

“Yeah, I’ll be down in about five minutes.” I informed, putting my focus back on the makeup that was sitting down in front of me on the vanity. Just a light touch up of mascara, eyeliner, and clear lip gloss.

“Aiight.” I heard him mutter, soon the sound of the door closing, and his footsteps nearing me. What is he doing? “Relax, ma.” Chris whispered into my ear, “You smell good.” He complimented.

“Thank you.” I squeaked, his chuckles erupting into my ear. “What do you want?” I asked, moving my head to the side and turning it so I was looking into his eyes. Those piercing brown eyes.

“A kiss.” He stated, looking down at my lips, then back at my eyes. I shook my head, roughing up my curly main. “Why not?” He whined, poking out his bottom lip.

“Because..” I breathed, breaking eye contact, looking down at my shorts. “It’s risky.” I shrugged, reminding him and I both that Blake is still in the house, and that we can get caught at any given moment.

“India..” He lifted my chin with his index finger and thumb, “Take a risk.” He mumbled onto my lips, soon attaching ours together.

And I did.

I took the risk of kissing him in my room, my little brother just down the hall. Shrugging at my thoughts, I felt the kiss grow deeper and Chris poking my bottom lip with his tongue asking for entrance, parting my lips I let his tongue slip inside. The kiss was slow, yet sloppy, it had me stuck in a trance like a high.

“Aiight, we’ll see you downstairs.” Chris pulled away, pecking my lips. My eyes were still closed, so I just nodded letting him know that I heard him.

The opening and closing of my door caused me to open my eyes and see that I was now alone. Heaving in a breath, I slowly released, turning back to the vanity mirror.

What a waste of five minutes.

“Ah, hell nah! That’s a foul!” I heard a father call out in the distance.

I chuckled, shaking my head. It’s like this every time coming out to Blake’s football games. Parents are forever going to be more competitive, when it’s just a kids game, like let the children enjoy the game and put in their work. Now if they were in high school, then it would be understandable, but they’re not.

“Man, someone go get that fool.” Graham chortled, shaking his head, as he stuffed his mouth with nachos. This nigga is forever eating.

“Ain’t shit we can do.” I stated, laughing at the cheese that dripped down Graham’s chin. “Wipe ya mouth, greedy!”

“Fuck up.” He muttered, grabbing a napkin from his lap and wiping off the cheese. “Anyways. what we doin after little bros game?” He asked.

Yes, the whole crew comes and supports Blake’s games. It’s appreciated because I really don’t like sitting alone with my dad while he talks with his friends, some of the other boys that my brother plays with parents.

I shrugged, “Depending on how Blake feels after the game. He’ll either choose to go to one of his friends house, or just stay home.” I stated, pulling my flannel together due to the wind that just breezed by.

“We should take Blake to get some food, then take him to a friends house.” Mayleen said beside me, nudging my side.

“That’s backtracking.” Chris spoke up in front of us. I inhaled a breath, letting earlier events play back in my mind. “And the way this game is lookin, he’s gonna want to go to one of his friends.” He leaned back into the bleacher.

“You right, look at little man go!” May exclaimed as Blake caught the ball, and ran down the 45 yard line to make a touchdown.

“Ayeee!!!” I cheered, standing up from my seat, almost knocking down Graham’s nachos in the process, “That’s my brother!” I yelled out, clapping my hands in the process. I’m one proud ass sister!

Seeing India actually in this element, had me smirking. She’s beautiful as hell, and I wonder why Dwayne’s punk ass doens’t cherish her. Oh, that’s right, he’s still in that little ass nigga mentality. She deserves so much better than what she puts up with, and I ain’t saying that I’m that guy, but I could treat her better than Dwayne any day.

“Yo titties need to be tamed, bruh!” Mayleen spoke, pulling down India to sit down, which had us all laughing.

“You ain’t shit, May.” India spat, soon chuckling, “And they are tamed, it’s not my fault these bitches want to be big.” She rolled her eyes, sitting down. It’s definitely not, her juggs are something that railed a nigga in too.

“You right, you right.” May laughed, “SO help ya girl out, and pass some my way.” She joked.

“You stupid.” India playfully rolled her eyes, pushing May a bit.

Shaking my head, I put my focus back on the game watching as Blake blocked another kid. Little man has skills for sure, and maybe one day he’ll make it to the big leagues. He has a long way to go, but he’ll get there if he just stays on the straight and narrow.

"Y'all niggas too much!" I laughed, as the crew and I walked over to a table inside of Jack in the Box. Them steak burgers be lit! "Fuck around and gon get us kicked out."

"The only one who is loud, is yo loud ass! Hush up, guy." Mayleen retorted, laughing with Ti and India.

"How bout y'all all hop off ma dick, and get you some business." I spat back, pushing down India's hat over her forehead, and flicking Mayleen's sloppy ass bun at the top of her head.

"You play too much!" India slapped my arm, lifting her hat up after. I shrugged, sliding into the booth we got. India slid in next to me, Dre and Mayleen across from us and Graham and Ti behind us with their little females. "So we going our separate ways after this, right?" India asked, sipping from her cookies and cream shake. I was too busy to answer, due to eating this burger, but my plan was to go back home and just chill.

"Yeah, we are Indy." Mayleen pouted softly, stuffing a fry in her mouth "As much as I love hanging wit the crew, we gotta part ways." She chortled.

"That's true, I had enough of y'all." India joked, sipping from her straw after, "But we still up for the mall tomorrow, or you tryna wait it out till after school Monday?"

Blocking out their conversation, I ate my food in peace, stealing a couple fries off India's tray without having her do her infamous smack of her teeth and rolling her eyes. I shrugged it off, placing my burger down and sipping some Sprite I had got.

"You heard about what Castro said?" Dre asked in a hushed tone, as he looked my way. I shook my head slowly, letting out a burp.

I excused myself before speaking, "Nah, what's goin on now?" I leaned back in the seat, my mood slowly dying down just by the mention of Castro. If it ain't one thing, it's another wit him.

"Maaaan," Dre dragged out, blowing out a breath of his own, "this nigga talkin bout his money short, so pay finna be cuttin short like 5%."

Meshing my brows, I clenched my jaw hearing this bullshit. "So we finna be getting paid $2,500 instead of the steady $5,000 that was comin in? This nigga got me fucked up." I shook my head, scratching underneath my chin. "We was just talkin bout how money hungry he is, and look what happened."

"Backwards ass shit, mane. You know he could lose runners like this? Shit, that's what it's finna come down to if he keeps makin changes CK...I might just call it a quits and sell for Q." Dre spoke, his tone serious. I ain't even mad about that, cause Castro doing some sketchy shit. His words never let someone punk you in this business. And that's exactly what he's doing right now. If y'all wondering who Q is, he's good friends with Castro, and business is boomin for him, he runs most of South and East Los Angeles, moving up to NorCal. I guess you could say he's more stable in this business. Him and Castro split the map of LA, so Castro runs North and West of LA. Now thinking about it, it's more convenient for me and my boys to run for Q...but being that we're well skilled, Castro wanted us. Not knowing he finna lose his best runners for doing this shit.

It was quiet in the house, just India and I in our lonesome. I was in my room chillin, looking aimlessly at the ceiling just as my phone did it's little notification jingle. Grabbing it off the side dresser, I put in my code and went to the twitter app seeing the 'favorite' notification.

litchantal favorited your tweet!

ChrisCoKane: tell ya ex bitch to get her cake up 🤷🏽‍♂️

Scrolling through the app, I furrowed my brows seeing India's tweet. This girl gone, man. india.jade: over it..bout to be about me 🖕🏽 ion even know what she talkin bout, but shorty gotta chill or some cause if it's a sub she can easily make her way in here and talk it out. Shaking my head of the thought, I tossed my phone to the side, and relaxed deeper into the mattress. Ain't none gon fuck up my vibe, just nah.

Hearing a knock, soon the door creaking open, India waltzed herself into my room. Blake was spending the night at over one of his friends', so this was kinda expected to happen, either one of us chilling in the others room.

"I'm not disturbing you, am I?" She questioned, as she looked at me, holding a tiny smile.

I shook my head, waving her over.  "Nah you good, wassup?" I licked the corner of my lip, eyeing her petite frame.

"Nothing, I'm bored...and I guess we could have some bonding time?" She added in quickly, taking a seat on the edge of my bed.